Literature takes a habit of mind that has disappeared. It requires silence, some form of isolation, and sustained concentration in the presence of an enigmatic thing.
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Her love in me
Sometimes I have voices carried by the evening winds
Not sound but laughter & her heart beats
Her love in my soul is blooming
Me in myself, n my isolation is melting
She is a new dawn for me
My mind don’t want it to recognize
For it is afraid of facing the light
But my heart has somehow realized
It’s my dream that has revived
My silence applauded her presence
How sweet is she and her ignorance?
Soothed my heart like cool breeze
Of spring, I feel the enigmatic fragrance
Sometimes I feel afraid of the dusk
Will she accept me as her love?
Would I be ever cuddled by her?
Will God ever listen to my prayer…
poem by Kumud Ranjan
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Poetry The Beacon!
Beacon of literature is ever poetry only!
Greatness of literature lies in quality ideas;
Richness of language depends on poetry;
Worthiness of matter in poetry only is best!
Writing needs creative mind whatever thing is!
Novels, Short stories, Prose and Poetry are they
That enhance the richness of literature ever;
That too writing poetry makes one great sure!
Having chosen the form of poetry to write itself
Is not an easy matter as it needs skill and time
To write what one feels, thinks and conceives
In heart, mind and soul, otherwise no good at all!
Other forms of literature needs concentrated work
But poetry needs natural ability to express free all!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Isolation
In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize
Isolation, isolation, Isolation, isolation, isolation.
song performed by by New Order
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Once It Arrives
'My beliefs and restrictions.
Those thoughts I kept,
That brought upon me an isolation.
And my obsession with fear and death! '
Why are you doing that now?
'There is nothing about them valued.
Not a solid single thing!
Now I appreciate what freedom means.
And the clarity it brings! '
What do you think it means?
'Stepping out of a box I tried to fit in.
Observing those crushed against each other...
Trying to impress themselves.
With manifested nonsense.
And ridding myself of those thing's
That do not provide my sustained peace of mind.'
But that is not happiness.
You need things to make you happy!
I know I do.
'No!
I needed those things for pretentious reasons.
But when I discovered my peace of mind...
I knew immediately to get rid of a whole lot of 'stuff'!
And leaving that with attitudes with bitterness behind.
OH! So...
You value that more than anything?
'Yes!
Once it arrives...
There is nothing like it!
You will find yourself removing everything,
That makes it feel uncomfortable!
Everything!
That's how determined I am to keep it!
So I hope you are not here to test me?
I can become vicious when it comes to protecting it.'
But,
I can't see a thing!
'I said...
I can become 'vicious' when it comes to protecting it.
Should I show you? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hard Habit To Break
I guess I thought youd be here forever
Another illusion I chose to create
You dont know what ya got until its gone
And I found out just a little too late
I was acting as if you were lucky to have me
Doin you a favor I hardly knew you were there
But then you were gone and it was all wrong
Had no idea how much I cared
Chorus:
Now being without you
Takes a lot of getting used to
Should learn to live with it
But I dont want to
Living without you
Is all a big mistake
Instead of getting easier
Its the hardest thing to take
Im addicted to ya babe
Youre a hard habit to break
You found someone else you had every reason
You know I cant blame you for runnin to him
Two people together but living alone
I was spreading my love too thin
After all of these years
Im still tryin to shake it
Doin much better they say that it just takes time
But deep in the night its an endless flight
I cant get ya out of my mind
Chorus
2nd chorus:
Being without you
Takes a lot of getting used to
Should learn to live with it
I dont want to
Being without you
Is all a big mistake
Instead of getting any easier
Its the hardest thing to take
Im addicted to you
Youre a hard habit to break
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Delusion disappeared
Delusion disappeared
by your presence.
I heard evolution
I heard dissolution
I heard immoral glory
I saw your wisdom
I saw your strength
I saw your valor
I saw your effulgence
I also saw your
Multifarious divine forms
Various colors and shapes.
Delusion disappeared
by your presence here.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Goal Orientation
With imagination
one can obtain. Anything!
Possess it totally!
With all superlative sustained
strength intensity vitality.
Directed centred focused!
Into ultimate desired
crazed creation realization!
Needed to induce pulsed mind
harness mesmerized chosen manifestation.
With directed
contained held power.
Absolute
concentration.
It can be.
Lived.
Breathed.
Experienced.
Actuality
takes infinitely longer.
Ultimate aim
purchased achieved!
Through resolve!
Determination!
Longevity!
Possibly unleashed!
At what cost?
To put installed
whirling dervish dream.
In place of relinquished reality.
With mind shifting leverage.
Is simplicity, intrinsically,
profoundly easier?
Living out artistic mind. Toils Erroneous?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Physical Presence
I leave as I enter
another boy caught in-between
now all I can muster
are whispers to your screams
don't you remember
how you eased my disgrace
don't you remember
the love you saw in my face
perfected in silence
a physical presence
perfected in silence
a physical presence
I sought affection
but now I realize
a cold rejection
the movement in your eyes
but I can remember
when you shook against me
I can remember
when I saw what love could be
perfected in silence
a physical presence
perfected in silence
a physical presence
ain't what she did
it's the way that she did it
when I couldn't give
only she could forgive it
ain't what she did
it's the way that she did it
as long as I live
it's for me to re-live it . . .
silence . . .
part of the answer
is that there's really no escape
part of the answer
is that life can have such perfect shape
don't you remember
all the nights you shared in my disgrace
don't you remember
that the love that filled this empty space was . . .
. . . perfected in silence
a physical presence
perfected in silence
a physical presence
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Then I realized that to be really good at this requires a lot of energy and concentration and skill.
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I can hear in the silence
The silence of our conversation
Is worse than anything you can say
And that fact that there's but silence between us
Is well to my dismay
I love you so much
Yet silence is the only thing I let escape
...... ....... ...... ....... ........ .......
Silence draped over our conversations
Like a long, black cape
There's so much I want to tell you
But I know I wouldn't
And I want to scream at you
But I know I shouldn't
...... ....... ...... ....... ........ .......
I know you want to say something too
Of this I'm sure
But it is only so little
That you or I will endure
The few times we talk
I can hear it in you voice
I can her uncertainty
And the need to make a choice
...... ....... ...... ....... ........ .......
I wish silence would leave
Once and for all
Then maybe we could have better communication
Perhaps even outside a phone call
And I try so hard
Just like I try to make this poem rhyme
But it just takes too much effort
And way too much time
But you can't expect me to let silence take over
And if you do you are very wrong
And if we continue like this
We won't be together long
And I bet that's what you want
....
........
............
......... .......
The silence continues.....
And so does this game
What's worst is I know
That I'm the only one to blame
It's all my fault
It's because of what I did and didn't do
And it hurts so much
Because I'm so in love with you
...... ....... ...... ....... ........ .......
I can hear in the silence
What I've heard for some time
You don't say anything
But I know what's on your mind
You leave behind silence
In the dark abyss that is my heart
And what's worst is
I, myself, tore it apart
...... ....... ...... ....... ........ .......
When I realized what I was doing
It was already too late
Just another
Twist of my terrible fate
And silence took over
A silence caused by me
A silence that's eternal
A silence that won't leave
................
............
.... ....
....
.
poem by Tee Anderson
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A Physical Presence
I leave as I enter
Another boy caught in-between
Now all I can muster
Are whispers to your screams
Dont you remember
How you eased my disgrace
Dont you remember
The love you saw in my face
Perfected in silence
A physical presence
Perfected in silence
A physical presence
I sought affection
But now I realize
A cold rejection
The movement in your eyes
But I can remember
When you shook against me
I can remember
When I saw what love could be
Perfected in silence
A physical presence
Perfected in silence
A physical presence
Aint what she did
Its the way that she did it
When I couldnt give
Only she could forgive it
Aint what she did
Its the way that she did it
As long as I live
Its for me to re-live it . . .
Silence . . .
Part of the answer
Is that theres really no escape
Part of the answer
Is that life can have such perfect shape
Dont you remember
All the nights you shared in my disgrace
Dont you remember
That the love that filled this empty space was . . .
. . . perfected in silence
A physical presence
Perfected in silence
A physical presence
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Death
The journey of death, I think of dying as it were
a sleeping process which it brings our thoughts
the illusion of angel's, heaven, clouds and paradise,
we see ourselves in a utopia dream world,
that brings us peace and harmony. Death is a
sad word; a word that is continually present with
melancholy thoughts that haunts the mind. I always
dismiss it from my mind, but always comes back.
It's there always trying to torment me, maybe if death
wasn't so enigmatic and dreadful, our thoughts would
change. We wouldn't think about it at all. When I think
of the old age, is like thinking, death is near, it's the
nearest thing to old age. Death, death is like a cold
and lonely sigh, Death, it comes like thieves in the
night, it takes you and it wont give you a notice nor a
warning. A deep anguish takes over our feelings;
death is a sad word, An empty sensation and a huge
grief, that torture's the soul and mind. Death we can't
defeated, escape or make it null. A reminder each
day that time will eventually stop and become eternal.
Death the only sure thing we inherit from the second
we are born, death, death, I cannot comprehend the
purpose to all, we struggle in our journey in every way,
to at the end, become dust in the wind, and then after
time has past, not even a vestige of us.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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The danger in media concentration comes not from the concentration, but instead from the feudalism that this concentration, tied to the change in copyright, produces.
quote by Lawrence Lessig
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My concentration level blocks out everything. Concentration is why some athletes are better than others. You develop that concentration in training and concentrate in a meet.
quote by Edwin Moses
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Silence Is...
Silence is an absence
Silence is profound
Silence is a conversation
Being had without sound
Silence is an expression
One that cannot be heard
Silence cannot be spoken
Although it is a word
Silence is a presence
Of great nothingness
Silence can be something
And yet cease to exist
Silence can fill a room
And have no mass at all
Silence cannot be dropped, yet it can fall
Silence is a mystery
That will forever go unsolved
Silence is how every sound can swiftly be dissolved
Silence is the sound of rest
The only sound that can sound best
While other sounds can cause great pain
Silence is not the sound to blame
For Silence is what silence is
Something that is nothing
Nothing that exists
poem by Kyle.J Carruthers
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Success in any endeavor requires single-minded attention to detail and total concentration.
quote by Willie Sutton
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Mother, Among the Dustbins
Mother, among the dustbins and the manure
I feel the measure of my humanity, an allure
As of the presence of God, I am sure
In the dustbins, in the manure, in the cat at play,
Is the presence of God, in a sure way
He moves there. Mother, what do you say?
I too have felt the presence of God in the broom
I hold, in the cobwebs in the room,
But most of all in the silence of the tomb.
Ah! but that thought that informs the hope of our kind
Is but an empty thing, what lies behind? --
Naught but the vanity of a protesting mind
That would not die. This is the thought that bounces
Within a conceited head and trounces
Inquiry. Man is most frivolous when he pronounces.
Well Mother, I shall continue to think as I do,
And I think you would be wise to do so too,
Can you question the folly of man in the creation of God?
Who are you?
poem by Stevie Smith
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Alphabet Spaces
In my mind rambles
ideas which seek to unscramble
and grant me crystal clear consistency
but the more I try to wrangle
ideas about Physics and Religion
the more they metamorphosize
into same and similar.
The more I learn about anything
the less I know about the whole
of any and all disciplines;
so I succumb to debates about
T's and I's
while forgetting my alphabet.
For example, if I take my own name
and examine it minutely,
space and letter
nano-space by nano-space
I cannot ever
see a whole word or letter.
Therefore, I come away nameless and confused.
So if I wish to learn the whole
of any disciple or subject-area
I have learned
best not to get too smart about
the spaces between the alphabets.
Yet, and this my conundrum, no letter
is ever apparent
unless there are spaces between Alpha and Omega.
So, too, music is a relationship between the sound and the silences-
too much music or sound is ultimately just noise or silence.
So in my mind rambles all these inconsistencies-
what about yours?
So we have the letters of an alphabet, and the spaces in between the letters
which are necessary to understand the words they form and from these empty spaces in between, much like silence and sound form music.
From this relationship we form the words and ultimately sentences, but note sentences alone do not form coherent paragraphs or pages for that matter and ultimately a book.
So what is the moral here? Pay attention to the background as well as the foreground, the seen and unseen since only from these relationships can we glean, true meaning:
too much concentration on the latter, and we miss the meaning embedded in the former.
True creativity means we are versatile in both and it is also the perfect metaphor for the differences and similarities between Science and Religion.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The attempt to devote oneself to literature alone is a most deceptive thing, and often, paradoxically, it is literature that suffers for it.
quote by Vaclav Havel
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Needed Rest
So overwhelmed to give at times,
I find isolation brings me peace of mind.
To give is to receive.
And in that I do believe.
But a necessity to set limits...
Allows me to feel I should and can breathe freely.
Without jeopardizing my abilities,
Which requires my much needed rest!
Although I may get protests,
From those who perceive...
My abilities are given just to please their needs.
Blessed?
Yes.
But those best lessons I've learned,
Have been the ones I have kept.
And without rest for the mind,
Guess who gets the quality time?
No one.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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