Untie The Gordon Knot
waste sweat conquer my whole body
gently swing my jaw, stopped the
lingering body's breath, where the
vision blinded of tears
reveal the original thought, wisely
blow the lucky tie, for the owe tells
nothing than a woe; tiny enzyme fell
off my new face, pale reflected tail
like a fairy tale
take all the strength, leave something
than a nail for the Gordon knot loose,
then pain goes and freedom release
the heart replace the air behest
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Struggling Jacob
Above us a multitude of stars did glow
over me lingering someone did bow;
suddenly I felt His breath upon my face
His body had a kind of Godly strong grace
while I struggled hands fell upon my body
in power He did encompass me
putting all of my mortal strength against His
struggling with how my own life is
I yearned to hear His name,
as in His presence I did not feel the same.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Pain Was Etched
The pain was etched
Into his face
By every swing of his hammer
Every quiver of muscle
On his body vibrated with pain
The pain was accompanied
By the mental and spiritual exhaustion
Of worries about his family and bills
That could not be paid
His mind body and spirit
Were loaded with pain
Like a train hauling coal
Through the WV mountainside
That appeared to have no end
The only thing clearer
Than the pain
Etched into his face
Was the pride and dignity
That he had purchased
With every dropp of sweat
That he had bled
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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The Reoccurring Dream
I am running.
Faster and faster,
from what or
who, I don't know.
The adrenaline pulsing
through my veins,
pushing me to
keep going forward
even though my body
wants to collapse.
I am screaming.
Screaming his name.
I don't know where
he has gone!
I have lost him!
But still I move
forward with hope
that I can
find him!
I see a clearing.
And I see something
in the distance.
Someone hovering over
a shadow on the ground.
Before I do
anything, the person
disappears in the
darkness beyond.
Leaving the shadow.
My heart starts pounding
as I slowly move
toward the shadow
to take a look.
One thought keeps
raising in my head,
but I push it back.
I get closer and closer,
but I still can't see.
When I finally do
my heart stops
and everything spins
all around me.
I fall forward
on my knees.
The tears come
in a rush,
making me loose
my breath.
This has to
be a dream.
This can't be real!
He can't die!
I love him too much!
I pick up
his head gently
and place it on
my lap and
just rock back
and forth
trying to keep calm!
My tears falling
onto his face,
but he doesn't move!
He doesn't even
make a sound.
My love has
been taken from me!
It has been
destroyed forever!
How can I
possibly love now?
How can I do anything
without him?
Why would the
world take him
away from me?
What did I
do to them?
All I did was
love him with
all of my heart and soul!
The tears are
coming so fast,
I can hardly breathe.
It comes out
in gasps making
me very light-headed.
My vision is
blurred by my
constantly falling tears!
But I can
clearly see his
pale, dead face.
So I close my
eyes to try to
make the image
of it go away,
but I still
can see it!
Just like it
was right in
front of me!
I open my eyes
and he is not there!
Like he has
never been there,
Just like he had
walked away.
Leaving me alone
in this cruel world!
But he wanted
to be with me.
He loved me
and does love me still!
I wake up,
drenched in sweat.
Realizing that it
was just a dream.
That is wasn't real.
It wont happen.
Or will it? ...
poem by Jaana Coon
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Severed Tail of a Home Lizard
Wriggling tail really tells
That soul and body ride together,
But whose divorce
Death always seeks.
Wriggling tail really tells
That pain is a pin,
Which pricks on
On all the severances.
Wriggling tail really tells
That visible and invisible
Are synchronized
On all beings in universe.
FABIYAS M V
poem by Fabiyas M V
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Give More Than Yourself
Wasted hand can't hold
every grip
Of Spillage water, behold an open
Heart who capture every breath
than a Empty spirit that
whisper strength than losses
The Gordon knot
What more can an able
humane force Offer to someone
whom life have survive; the
Wind then blew the blooming
flower to hide
In the meadow of uncertainty
Thou the crops ripe
for harvest, yet the hands
Is empty to hold
the soaring waste of grain, come
Take the journey of lasting trip
and touch the Point
of withstand oblation of
your stay
Leave nothing than drops
of sweat of existence
For the future wait for
your presence...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Fairy Feet 02
Your fingertips are dancing across my skin.
Like fairy feet starten me to dreamen.
So warm and soft you have my heart pounding
and your kisses sweet and captivating.
They leave my body needen and my mind shaken
Pulling harder and closer to the stregnth that won't be taken
Your scent so intoxicatin, it lures me to drown in
Your heart and breath such a wonderful feeling.
Flowing over my bare skin.
What is this dream we have fallen in
This taste of love dances with amazment.
As the candles shake with my breath through the air
I have come to fly in.
I would ride this fairy tale to no end.
In satisfaction, fairy feet lead us back to dreamen
poem by Kira Bloom
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Pain runs through my body
Pain runs through my body, and I don't need anymore.
Pain runs through my body, so leave me alone you whore.
Pain runs through my blood, as I start to bleed.
Pain runs through my body, and love is what I need.
Pain runs through my body, everyday of my life.
Pain runs through my body, as I pick up the knife.
Pain runs through my body, as I put it through my chest.
Pain runs through my body and I think you know the rest.
poem by Ari Castillo
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Fairy Tale High
On a fairy tale high
Don't you believe that your dreams all come true
The fairy tale world inside can bring it to you
You just have to wish, and you'll take off and fly
On a fairy tale high, fairy tale high
Fairy tale high, fairy tale high
On a fairy tale high
Just look around you, the dark clouds are far
Stand on your tiptoes, and reach for a star
As stardust comes sprinkling, it will brighten your eyes
On a fairy tale high, fairy tale high
Fairy tale high, fairy tale high
Fairy tale high, fairy tale high, fairy tale high
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
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Fairy tale gone wrong?
It began like a fairy tale
A woman and a male
Out of two different cultures
In search for adventures
They truly liked each other
A smile followed another
Where did the fairy tale go wrong
Can you tell me just this one
It has been about six weeks
That I feel misery so strong
that she seems to be gone
that my ship has some leaks
Why did the fairy tale turn false
I know that she truly likes me
The only thought that consoles
but as long as I don’t see
her smiling face again
only pain does remain
Do you remember the old fairy tales
Can you see the story that never fails
To show you that love always wins
Whatever difficulties or hard sins
For us a hard time seems worse enough
Just six weeks do seem much too tough
Where did this fairy tale go bad
Why do the last weeks turn me mad
It’s a story that makes me sad
Only you could make me glad
poem by Michael Saurer
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An Unseen Pain
I cry
Plee for help between sobs
No one understands
For my pain is on the inside
My hurts
My pains
Can't be seen but I hurt so bad I'm on my knees
Rocking back and forth
Back and forth
My screams wrenching their way through the night air
Piecing every heart within it's reach
Suffocating lying on the ground
Tears choking me
My throat so clogged with emotion
Nothing I can do
Nothing to dim the pain
Nothing can describe the feeling when you love and are not loved
It hurts
It stings
It's so painful you can barely breath
And all the while the only word you can manage is why?
Why do I feel this way?
Tell me for life has no meaning without this answer
To this question
Can you
Will you answer my plee for help on this darkened night
My pain is real
Real enough to kill me
Tell me the story of a girl that's fairy tale really came true
Sometimes it's easier to rely on just that to keep you going
A fairy tale...
To believe you have your own little fairy tale that'll work itself out
Is something I don't and can't believe anymore
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Lacramioara-Lily of the valley-Suzuran
Lacramioara..
this flower's name
in my native tongue
comes from lacrima
It means..
a tear drop!
please, listen
to my say:
When you are sad,
watch this soul's clad
maybe this flower's Fairy
your tears
would transform in merry
Ring this flower's bell
and take deep breathe
of its smell
.. Relax, harder don't try
Just..for one moment
stop your cry
..start make own wish
and have a smile.
Then, the little Fairy
your tears would transform
in merry
So please, my dear friend:
Come, try one tiny smile,
for biggest ones and
for your sadness End
With all my my heart I'll pray:
-Your tears
forever to become
one of my little
tiny
fairy tale.
poem by Elena Sandu
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Pain Holds With An Iron Grip
The pain grows every minute,
And I grow tired of keeping it at bay.
I want the pain to flow from my arms,
I want the pain to leave my body,
Leave the broken heart,
Leave the broken soul,
That it has found,
To make it's new home.
The tears continuously fall from my face,
Hoping to rid of the pain,
But the longer the tears flow,
The harder the pain holds on,
Keeping an iron grip,
And refusing to ever let go.
poem by Chelsea Lybbert
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A tale i was told
Right as i was told their handwriting were'nt bold
so; our forefathers were sold
that their conscience they had sold
but to me; a fairy tale better not told
i was young
and the music seem dingdong
to me at dawn,
the story seem sown
not till i was told
it was a fairy tale better not told.
Unaware in the market; they haggle
to them, the reward a cry
and they saw no battle
but on this path, i dare not ply
To me; a fairy tale better not told.
What seem a tale
to me a dog without tail
on our fall i was
when the tale went on without a pause
to me a fairy better not told.
poem by Atimiwoaye Adetunji dayo
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As We Face New Tomorrows
tears may come in sorrow
give us strength like a friend
when we release emotions
mind cannot carry
body cannot bear
heart cannot hide
tears may come in sorrow
like a friend make us strong
as we face new tomorrows
poem by Terence George Craddock
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One Hit (To The Body)
You fell out of the clear blue sky
To the darkness below
The smell of your flesh excites me
My blood starts to flow
So help me God
You burst in in a blaze of light
You unzippered the dark
One kiss took my breath away
One look lights up the stars
And it's it's one hit to the body
It comes straight from the heart
One hit to the body
Sure went straight to the mark
So help me God
It's one shot when you love me
One shot when you leave me
I don't need no security
I just need some peace
And it's one hit to the body
It comes straight from the heart
One voice calls out my name
It sure went straight to the mark
One punch and you knocked me down
Tore my defenses apart
One round took me out of the game
You did me some permanent harm
It took just one hit
It took just one hit
It ain't enough for me
It ain't enough for me
It ain't enough for me
It's hurting me baby
Oh your love is a sweet addiction
I can't clean you out of my veins
It's a life long addiction
That has damaged my brain
It took just one hit to the body
To tear my defenses apart
One hit to the body
Sure went straight to the mark
One hit to the body
And it comes straight from the heart
One hit to the body
To the body
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The Clock of Life
You fought for my freedom.
I lived like a slave.
You gave your life for me.
So I could be saved.
From a life lived for myself.
More was never enough.
The things I thought made life easier.
But it just made life tough.
Keeping up with the Joneses.
Of my treasures I’d boast.
My material possessions.
Were the things I loved most.
Not the gifts that you lent me.
But the treasures I earned.
Now I see just how Satan.
Wants me to get burned.
Keep your eyes on the prizes.
Let your gifts pay the price.
For all your heart it goes into.
Holds you tight like a vice.
It will squeeze your life from you.
You’ll leave God behind.
You don’t realize that Satan.
Is robbing you blind.
Once he has taken it from you.
He will take your last breath.
And what once was a gift.
Has now become death.
He keeps you in your past.
Makes you think of tomorrow.
And this takes your today.
Time it cannot be borrowed.
For it’s all that you have.
And it is what he will take.
Til your heart is so broken.
That your spirit will break.
Life lived for your body.
Or lived for your mind.
The truths of the earth.
Keeps your spirit confined.
Your love is your time.
Your heart ticks like a clock.
And when it is over.
Your time it will stop.
When it is finished.
When you are gone.
Will your spirit die too.
Or will it live on?
Spend your time very wisely.
And in others invest.
This is what the Lord tells us.
And our Father knows best.
Live your life by your spirit.
Body and mind they will die.
One day they’ll be buried.
But your spirit will fly.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Swing! Swing!
Come on baby let's swing,
it's Sunday with bring bring,
feelings of o key, and refreshing,
twisting our body, and dancing.
just swing like this,
and swing like that.
forget your stress even once,
reduce your worries and dance,
gather your strength to break a fance,
come on baby it's our chance.
swing to avoid confusion,
swing to rebuild your brain,
swing for your creation,
just swing for your talent.
for a week your working,
with much concentration,
stop that for enjoying,
let's dance for the medicine.
i say swing swing swing
come on and swing swing
poem by Dickson Mseti
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Watch Green Leaves
It is lovely to watch green leaves
The miracle of God has to be believed
Tree so barren gets fresh outlets
Tree was to be felled with regret
Why sudden lease of fresh breath
The time was near for shot sure death
Yet it has shown some sign of continuity
Life can be restored to its original quality
Human body thrives little longer
Medicines and food make it stronger
It can last some more years
Even though there is unknown fear
What happens when face turns pale?
All worries rush on face like fresh tale
Some change has taken place inside
Can’t be hold and difficult to confide
It is final warning to say good bye
Nothing may help even desperate try
Life is to be given up at the last
The changes may take very fast
Every object on earth has to perish
It has warranty and date to finish
However we may never ill wish or expect to end
It has to be parted with good bye to friends
It is difficult to get detached
We are emotionally attached
Little separation gives us pain with gloom
There is no choice, enough space or room
You can read worry lines
The face is marred by yellow signs
No one knows when leaf may fall down
With little swing from air it will be blown
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Knots
tie the knot
cut down the knot
loose the knot
hold the knot
life is filled
with those things
force to knot
avoid to knot
not aware knotted rope
and suddenly get hooked
life is full
with those things
sometimes knot chokes
sometimes it gives hope
you can waste,
choose one, or keep many knots
but life is never far
from those things
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Magician
Magician Magician take me upon your wings
and ... gently roll the clouds away
I'm sorry so sorry I have no incantations
only words to help sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want to count to five
turn around and find myself gone
Fly through the storm
and wake up in the calm
Release me from the body
from this bulk that moves beside me
Let me leave this body far away
I'm sick of looking at me
I hate this painful body
that disease has slowly worm away
Magician take my spirit
inside I'm young and vital
Inside I'm alive please take me away
So many things to do - it's too early
For my life to be ending
For this body to simply rot away
I want some magic to keep me alive
I want a miracle ... I don't want to die
I'm afraid that if I go to sleep I'll never wake
I'll no longer exist
I'll close my eyes and disappear
and float into the mist
Somebody ... please hear me
my hand can't hold a cup of coffee
My fingers are weak - things just fall away
Inside I'm young and pretty
Too many things unfinished
My very breath taken away
Doctor you're no magician - and I am no believer
I need more than faith ... can give me now
I want to believe in miracles - not just belief in numbers
I need some magic to take me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
Visit on this starlit night
replace the stars the moon the light - the sun's gone
Fly me through this storm
and wake up in the calm ...
I fly right through this storm
and ... I ... Wake ... Up ... In ... The ... Calm
song performed by by Lou Reed
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