Hope For The Lost Soul
The yellow smile of dawn has broken
Over the land of shadows
And every soul touched by the hallowed
Voice of Heaven spoken
Fear not for soon I'll come for you
Fear not what that day brings
You shall be wrapped in angels' wings
And flown to skies so blue
With nothing left to do but wait
I sit and ponder time
And what it means that a soul like mine
Could pass through golden gates
Tarnished, torn, and twisted ‘round
But recognized by some
As a perfectly imperfect human
Lost soul waiting to be found
poem by Argentine Tango
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While We Wait
As we age and become older each day
Too many of us have lost our way.
We become accepting and await our fate.
Usually a little in fear we wait.
The waiting prepares us for what will be
an extraordinary awakening to our destiny.
And what can we make of all of this?
How do we know what we will miss?
We will leave and the bell will toll.
I think that's nonsense for we are soul.
The soul that I am will improvise
music and poetry above the skies.
The soul that I am will sympathize
and prepare new challenges to devise.
As we age it's with fondness we know
that wherever it is that we shall go
We will be welcomed with warm embrace
but shall not forget this earthly place.
So wait we must. We have no choice.
But triumphantly we use our voice
to give thanks for our creation.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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To Come Of Age
A voice sat deep inside you says,
Just waste away till nothing fades.
As shadows are left behind,
To make the world go blind.
Something down inside you knows,
You’ll join where all the rivers flow,
And drown beneath the sea,
Believing you are free.
I’ve lost that thing inside me that tells me what is real,
I don’t know the way I’m thinking, I can’t quite make out the way I feel,
I know the people sat around me, think they know me, more than I
Still I cant hear a word they say sat so far beyond the skies.
They talk of things I’ve never heard of
Words that seem surreal.
Never heard but not unheard of,
Still can’t make out what is real.
Turning round in deep emotion,
Mixing the colours of my soul.
Burning all the things you left behind
to make me whole.
Nothings left inside of me
You know not what you hold.
Something’s gone inside of me
The futures left un told.
But the past is crystal clear now
and you are all I see,
I don’t have the answers
drowned so deep beneath the sea.
By the waves of your emotion,
Eating up my world.
Could you save the ocean?
Can you see the bird?
Flying flagships in the sky,
places we could pass on by,
this is out world or so it seems,
its alike nothing from my dreams,
its so much more.
To come of age,
To turn the page
As angels spread there wings,
You know your bird can sing babe
The songs of love you bring.
Take me the river bed, its only then you’ll know I’m dead.
When every words been spoken when I lie broken in the head.
Aspirations of divinity, they never meant so much to me
As they did to you that day,
Walk with me another way
Don’t pass me by and sigh and say,
Don’t claim that you don’t know me
When I know the song you sing.
Turning in your circle,
Following a square,
How is it your questioning existence
As if you were never there?
Lost in time, we’ve lost our face
Where is it we lost our faith?
Dream a dream for daybreak,
The future lies untold,
Turn the page with reason,
Watch the day unfold
Sink into a blissful sleep,
This peace I hope is mine to keep
Mine to cherish through the wisdom of the years.
Don’t count your tears as you wish away the clouds
That crowd the sky by the day,
You’ll miss them when there gone, this feeling wont last long
So embrace it for a while, take it in with a smile.
poem by David Lacey
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Blue Skies Bring Tears
Unleash the armageddon
So all the children go to heaven
I sit by quiet still
With their pictures on my eyes
You'll draw the guns your given
Write down the words as written
And never disturb the presense
Of resurrection touch
And it's about time
It's about drawing near
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Descend the darkened stairway
Make hate with plastic playmates
And fire out remaining traces
Of your self esteem
Mainline the deepest secrets
Lick clean the dirty fingers
I am a stranger to you
As you are to yourself
And it's about time
It's about fear
Blue skies bring tears
Don't you want me (don't want you)
Cause I await cityside
We'll watch the seas start to die
Blue skies bring tears
Take me inside your body
Blue skies bring tears
Cover me with your soul
Blue skies bring tears
To the darkest reasons
Blue skies bring tears
Is where I wish to go
Blue skies bring tears
You are the sweetest flower
Blue skies bring tears
That I have ever devoured
Blue skies bring tears
I ask for nothing given
Blue skies bring tears
For nothing in return
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
Blue skies bring tears
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina: The Machines Of God
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Soul Drifter
Written by lindsey buckingham
Im a soul drifter
And Im out of this town
Aint no use hangin? round
You see
My heart was broken
My part was spoken
Now the ground has opened
All around me
Im a soul lifter
And its out of my hands
So its off to other lands
You see
Its a new dawn
So its so long
For the soul lifter
The soul drifter
Thats me
song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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One Man
Deserted now: The village stands.
The plague has taken everyone
But still the work of human hands
preserved in every stick and stone.
The bodies long returned to dust.
No living soul now dare come near
Their fear still holds in check their lust
though there is nothing left to fear.
The plague died when the people died.
There was no one to pass it on
Natures laws cannot be denied.
The pestilence is long since gone
In time they will re occupy
the empty village and renew
its heart and soul.They will supply
the busy life that once it knew.
But until then the houses wait
for men to overcome their fear.
In time men will appreciate
that they will be most welcome here.
All that it takes is one brave man
to move in and claim for his own.
A house to share with his woman.
Others will follow when they’re shown.
That it is safe to settle here.
Although the houses need repair
and that there is nothing left to fear.
It only needs one man to dare.
21-Aug-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Lonely
If thine soul feels loneliness,
Thou art not perfectly understood
As thou soul wishes
If thine soul does not feel
The human word
It feels loneliness's hollow cry
If thine soul wearies of human love
It always has loneliness to watch thy love die
If thine soul speaks to deaf ears
Then the loneliest, most remote ears in the world, hear with melancholy
If thine soul has no hand to hold
Then loneliness walks by thy side and holds thee
If thou fear to die alone, alone with loneliness you will die
If thou fear the dark when alone, loneliness hides in the dark
Afraid with thee.
As mine tears fell
Into God's empty well
And to his lonely cell
Loneliness heard and spoke though me…
Lonely
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Bring My Soul
No man
No women
Can retrieve the human soul
Nor can define and re-define
The central tendency of soul in sole
Exept human themselves
No man
No women
Can redeem the soulful sounds of soul
Neither at gliding shadows
Nor at loud darkness
Can they farbricate the smile to soul
Exept human themselves
No man, Yes!
No women
Can vanquish the greatness
Of distruction that's carried by the soul
Nor can comprehend the distortions
That are encompassed by the inner soul
Expet ofcause human themselves
No man
No women
In no given time
In no granted span
Can reverse the scars absorbed by the soul
No may rewind or remove the pain
Experienxed by the soul
Exept human themselves
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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Dreamland
See the light of those who find
As time pass you by, youre still left behind
Time has come for you to see
That life is a game youd rather play or flee
The ivory gates cast shadows, might betray
Surrender this night, or choose my way
Come with me, ill take you there
To the land of make belive
Let us fly beyond our dreams, fall into reverie
On the wings of destiny, I will claim our liberty
With the power of the steel
With the power of the steel
With the power of the steel
Dreamland will reveal
All you see is black or white
You have to spell out whats wrong or right
Spoken words may have let you down
Its time to stand up and rise with the sun
You entered the gates and theres nothing left to fear
But dont let the matter stand, youre near
Come with me, ill take you there
To the land of make belive
Let us fly beyond our dreams, fall into reverie
On the wings of destiny, I will claim our liberty
With the power of the steel
With the power of the steel
With the power of the steel
Dreamland will reveal
Let me know if you wanna go, theres a place for you and me
Let me take you to the temple of your heart, let me know
You entered the gates and theres nothing left to fear
But dont let the matter stand, youre near
Come with me, ill take you there
To the land of make belive
Let us fly beyond our dreams, fall into reverie
On the wings of destiny, I will claim our liberty
With the power of the steel
With the power of the steel
With the power of the steel
Dreamland will reveal
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Fear and Pleasure
pain is the residuals of fear, there is no fear in
the absent of acceptance, for only the mind
can rebuke the suffering of the heart
as the truth comes in a most awaited moment of
your life, the wisdom identify the soul of where
the conscience lives, it is the fear of the Lord where
the wisdom begins; a complete vow and obedient
to the giver of knowledge would guide every pleasure
to overcome fear
entangled between fear and pleasure destroyed the
unifying force that strengthen each aura to a seeking
soul to feel and accept pleasure without fear
make this fear a pleasure of strength, for what
ever encountered pleasure the one who give this
fear, be pleasured in His creation
be the pleasure be assured that what make best
for everybody may leads us to the unity of the soul
that lives in each conscience we possess
the fearless warriors has awaken the pleasure that
the Lord God bestowed, never fear of what pleasure
comes in your life, harmonize the soul with in your
conscience and live the body with the heart that exist
a fear that brings pleasure is a human impulse of
what to become worthy to the kingdom of the God, for
what ever is given, is a gift received and be shared
to all mankind..... and the acceptance brings us to
the pleasure without fear
poem by Antonio Liao
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Sidewalk at Night
Fear is a place we go
when we don't know
fear is the man
in the shadows
behind that bush
or that memory
or that time
walking in the peace of the streetlights
down the sidewalk
waiting
for fear to jump out
grab us
and pull us deeper
into the metaphor
just close your eyes
and get lost in the metaphor
of blue skies
and fearless dreams
poem by Ray Katherine
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If There Is Music There
If there is music there
Ill have to go
Never been anything in my life that I wanted more
This is my greatest fear
That Im loosing you my dear
Its more than I want to give
But if there is music there
If there is music there
Ill have to know
Never met anyone who could take music out of my soul
Theres something deep inside
That I no longer want to hide
My love you would never share
If there is music there
Its not my fault
Ive done no wrong
Its something that youve always known
I tried to tell you all along
It seems that heaven has a plan
An extraordinary plan
A reason for my soul
For my soul
If there music there
Ill have to go
Never found anyone who could take music out of my soul
This is my greatest fear
That Im loosing you my dear
Its more than I want to give
Its more than my heart can bear
I could be losing you
If there music there
Spoken:
Im so sorry, honey
Ive always loved you
I do love you
But I just have to go
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Wings Of Joy
I loved you under the spring stars
Laughed with yellow and violet flowers
Sat for hours by the blue sea
We listened to the tides sing
Walked the shore like innocent children
Hearts lifted by mystic feathers
Golden days flew with wings of joy
The world didn’t seem so lost
Love reconciled all the pettiness
Montague and Capulet fought
Romeo wanted no war only love
Juliet felt her heart sail with desire
Dreams nestled in summer wine
Kisses true with passions jewels
Hearts broken seek kindness
Trust must be won with virtue
I know you have been hurt
I know you need time to heal
I know you feel gentle words
Love is a warm fire in the chill of life
Rivers of stars surround the moon
She has come again to listen
Leary but open waiting for a troubadour
She treads carefully with her heart
The night brings quiet angels
Amidst the shadows of moonbeams
I call to your serene soul
I reach for you with my broken heart
I have searched the garden for you
Waiting for the joy of your song
Only love can heal the wounded
Loneliness has been my friend too long
Wings of joy sigh amidst loves poetry
My darling I walk softly into your heart
Tender words start a fire of dreams
Wings of joy whisper on the moonlit sea
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Gothic Wuthering Heights In Ghost Nights
Gothic souls roam
eternal moors spirit
passion birth land
beauty etched
in tempest mist
weathered soul banshee land
wind etched
into trees our youth love bent
into passions land
heather hues red
yellow green mist
purple blue moor moves land
skies cloud lit
dying red crimson yellow soul
rainstorm bound
wild places silent
haunting soul
music is centuries echo in ghost land
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Two Angels
God called the nearest angels who dwell with Him above:
The tenderest one was Pity, the dearest one was Love.
'Arise,' He said, 'my angels! a wail of woe and sin
Steals through the gates of heaven, and saddens all within.
'My harps take up the mournful strain that from a lost world swells,
The smoke of torment clouds the light and blights the asphodels.
'Fly downward to that under world, and on its souls of pain,
Let Love drop smiles like sunshine, and Pity tears like rain!'
Two faces bowed before the Throne, veiled in their golden hair;
Four white wings lessened swiftly down the dark abyss of air.
The way was strange, the flight was long; at last the angels came
Where swung the lost and nether world, red-wrapped in rayless flame.
There Pity, shuddering, wept; but Love, with faith too strong for fear,
Took heart from God's almightiness and smiled a smile of cheer.
And lo! that tear of Pity quenched the flame whereon it fell,
And, with the sunshine of that smile, hope entered into hell!
Two unveiled faces full of joy looked upward to the Throne,
Four white wings folded at the feet of Him who sat thereon!
And deeper than the sound of seas, more soft than falling flake,
Amidst the hush of wing and song the Voice Eternal spake:
'Welcome, my angels! ye have brought a holier joy to heaven;
Henceforth its sweetest song shall be the song of sin forgiven!'
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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I Could Have Taken You In My Arms
i will die i know i will
and so i wish i could have taken you in my arms
and kiss your lips
and rub your body against mine
and take shelter to the warm wings of your soul
i could have listened too to the beatings of your heart
near mine
i could have listened to the songs of
love and desire
but i have become a coward
and too soon have i surrendered
to the weakness of my soul
to the tiredness of my whispers
to the smoke of the vespers
i lose myself
i travel in my car alone
i have covered a distance
mountains and roads beside
i have left you waiting and i have not left any word
where i am going
what i shall become
what shall i be doing for another set of years
throughout this loveless journey
i shall be lonely
i shall be sad
but it does not matter anymore
for soon i shall die and soon i shall take another journey taking with me the wings of time to
another place to
another moment with you
it is then my time to wait until our worlds meet again
without a wall
without a hindrance
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Eye Mixing
Much is made of the human eye-
often said to be the soul's window pane-
but I
wonder what is seen when
eye meets eye;
what then are the soul's contents
conveyed.?
Do we see turmoil or joy,
grief or fear,
are these then our surmise
of the soul's moods,
its glees, and discontents?
When I peer
I see these things
but I waver at seeing them as maps to the soul contents
although I admit they might be.
But carefully look next time if you will
and you'll see as I do
that each eye has it's own identity.
One left most
is often glassy bright
but opaque;
But the other one often carries
a sad look or is somnambulant;
and not alert
as its leftward mate.
Some most beautiful orbs
have blue, green, brown or black
stares and specks in them
and present themselves to be almost unreadable.
But discombobulate one from the other
as I have
and you'll soon see
eyes most often give you alternate sides of the human soul;
one can be hard as iris marble
the other shy and retreating,
giving the person who danes to look
a sense of conflicted-ness
between aggressiveness
and shy retreat.
What then is the characterization of this soul
to be, fight and flee?
So I stand confused
on the deck of my ship
peering through my eye lenses;
what manner then is the eye examined?
As I closer peer
I realize
my
human I
puts into play four window panes
your two and mine;
and mine are very likely to see
whatever they will
as two souls combine
giving us
a mix
not visible
to either
you
or
either eye.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Unknown Fear
Unknown fear,
Is hovering my heart.
Fear of love and hatred.
Fear of victory and failure.
I can not guess it
Accurately I mean
May be one of those…
But I m too keen.
What it is about?
Why it gives me chills?
It is really dreadful,
As my soul it kills.
Might old memories
Are affecting my present,
I tried to erase
But for permanent it went,
Went deep inside…
But it bumps out,
Sometimes unexpectedly.
Withers my soul,
And rock me as whole.
At this moment,
I want a companion.
Who can comfort me,
But I found none.
Alone confronting fear,
I sometimes cry,
Hoping someone will hear.
But I find- fear, fear only fear…
poem by Amber Cage
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When We Dance
If he loved you
Like I love you
I would walk away in shame
I'd move town
I'd change my name
When he watches you
When he counts to buy your soul
On your hand his golden rings
Like he owns a bird that sings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
The priest has said my soul's salvation
Is in the balance of the angels
And underneath the wheels of passion
I keep the faith in my fashion
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
I'm still in love with you
[I'm gonna find a place to live
Give you all I've got to give]
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
If I could break down these walls
And shout my name at heaven's gate
I'd take these hands
And I'd destroy the dark machineries of fate
Cathedrals are broken
Heaven's no longer above
And hellfire's a promise away
I'd still be saying
I'm still in love
He won't love you
Like I love you
He won't care for you this way
He'll mistreat you if you stay
Come and live with me
We'll have children of our own
I would love you more than life
If you'll come and be my wife
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
When we dance, angels will run and hide their wings
I'm gonna love you more than life
If you will only be my wife
I'm gonna love you more than life
If you will only be my wife
I'm gonna love you night and day
I'm gonna try in every way
[I had a dream last night
I dreamt you were by my side
Walking with me baby
My heart was filled with pride
I had a dream last night]
song performed by by Sting
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Sweet Angel
pretty beautiful angel that you are an angel of heaven and goodness greatness such a sight to my delight ur smile u make me shine always wanna be good never wrong i try to be the days i count down til wen i can see ur smile ur golden soul of forever more ur never bad jus sweet great greater then great better then any treasure in this cosmos ur smile shines like starligh starbright better sweeter
ur smile makes me wanna be better then the nothing i am and was back then and as i am now ur mind such a nice nice thing weh u speak ur voice in my heart in my soul in my mind i could never ever not ever never wanna forget ur voice or ur smile always there in me in my mind til the last days in my grave id remember and take with me to heaven or hell or to nowhere alone in darkness my soul would
wander but torn asunder if u forgort bout me aLLright that be to me but you ur presence would always be with me and this ur memory id always hold true sweet sweet angel.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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The Rapture
I drank your flesh, and when the soul brimmed up
In that sufficing cup,
Then, slowly, steadfastly, I drank your soul;
Thus I possessed you whole;
And then I saw you, white, and vague, and warm,
And happy, as that storm
Enveloped you in its delirious peace,
And fearing but release,
Perfectly glad to be so lost and found,
And without wonder drowned
In little shuddering quick waves of bliss;
Then I, beholding this
More wonderingly than a little lake
That the white moon should make
Her nest among its waters, being free
Of the whole land and sea,
Remembered, in that utmost pause, that heaven
Is to each angel given
As wholly as to Michael or the Lord,
And of the saints' reward
There is no first or last, supreme delight
Being one and infinite.
Then I was quieted, and had no fear
That such a thing, so dear
And so incredible, being thus divine,
Should be, and should be mine,
And should not suddenly vanish away.
Now, as the lonely day
Forgets the night, and calls the world from dreams,
This, too, with daylight, seems
A thing that might be dreaming; for my soul
Seems to possess you whole,
And every nerve remembers: can it be
This young delight is old as memory?
poem by Arthur Symons
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