But no one frees himself from being in love in three days.
quote by Isabelle Adjani
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Vacate Those Dark Days
Vacate those dark days!
The ones experienced.
And those anticipated to dedicate,
Another round of wasted time.
Vacate those dark days!
Get up and leave them.
Or have them removed,
From the corners of your mind!
Vacate those dark days!
Eliminate the reason,
For them to stay in your way.
And why...
Are you rehearsing,
Self denial and sacrifice?
To please what outcome?
For what and for whom...
Do you give this attention to?
Chase away your blues.
Collect every key,
That frees you to unlock every piece...
Keeping you in a tolerance,
To nibble upon such contented torment.
Collect every key,
That frees you to unlock every piece...
Of this self inflicted madness witnessed.
Be done with it.
Vacate those dark days!
The ones experienced.
And those anticipated to dedicate,
Another round of wasted time.
Collect every key,
That frees you to unlock every piece...
Of this self inflicted madness witnessed.
Be done with it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gazing Out, Gazing In
Because I am here
anchoring you
to the passionate darkness,
you gaze out the window
at the light.
My love is the thing
that frees you
to follow your eyes,
as your love,
a sword made of moonlight
and blood,
and smelling of sex
and salt marshes,
frees me to gaze
with a calm inward
eye.
In all your frenzied searching
you never stood
calmly at the window.
But now the sea,
the city and the sky
are all seen
as if from a perch
at the edge of the cosmos,
where I sit behind you
gazing
at the fire.
poem by Erica Jong
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Truth Frees
Truth frees!
Like a struggle from a cocoon,
To be butterflied!
To soar with beauty,
In Sun drenched skies.
Truth frees!
And that is seen from once closed eyes.
Freed from a consciousness known to exist,
In limitations condoned...
To magnetize those heartaches.
With fears and pains,
Shared to groan and felt to moan.
Truth frees!
A mind disconnected,
From disrespect and neglect.
To reflect upon rejection,
As tests to produce one's best.
With a satisfaction,
That brings one a peace of mind...
Now one can confess,
Brings one more rest.
Truth frees those who can accept,
Those lessons learned.
And on them can self examine,
A success that has progressed...
From low depths to heights now flown!
Truth frees,
A happiness trapped...
In doubts now lived,
Without comparing sorrows.
As if this is a gift to give!
'Are you a christian, democrat?
Independent or conservative?
Are you liberal or right wing?
Are you a socialist, capitalist...
Or a nonconformist?
With misfit mutterings?
Are you a nationalist,
With a patriotic point of view?
Are you racially inclined?
Exactly...
What are you? '
Truth frees!
Like a struggle from a cocoon,
To be butterflied!
To soar with beauty,
In Sun drenched skies.
Truth frees!
And that is seen from once closed eyes.
Freed from a consciousness known to exist,
In limitations condoned...
To magnetize those heartaches.
With fears and pains,
Shared to groan and felt to moan.
Truth frees!
'I see!
You're just another irrational radical.
Attempting to bring attention to yourself.'
Truth frees!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Thought, I Think, I Know
Gone are the days,
When i thought love was a myth,
Gone are the days,
When i thought women are the same,
Gone are the days,
When i thought i wont find love again
Gone are the days, so so gone
Here are the days,
When i think love is a gift,
Here are the days
When i think you a blessing,
Here are the days,
When i think these are the days,
The days to love you more
Yet are the days,
To know i will love with doubt,
Yet are the days,
To know you are my wife,
Yet are the days, the days to love,
To care and protect
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Running Away Doesn't Free
Deciding to come out of hiding,
To run away...
From what's inside,
Kept still denied.
But then...
Why does one keep believing,
Running from something...
Frees.
Deciding to come out of hiding,
To run away...
From what's inside,
Kept still denied.
But then...
Why does one keep believing,
Running from something...
Frees.
So many do it thinking...
Running from something frees.
And keep a pace believed...
A running from something frees.
To only feel defeated,
By a running with no relief.
So many do it thinking...
Running from something frees.
And keep a pace believed...
A running from something frees.
To only feel defeated,
By a running with no relief.
Deciding to come out of hiding,
To run away...
From what's inside,
Kept still denied.
But then...
Why does one keep believing,
Running from something...
Frees.
So many do it thinking...
Running from something frees.
And keep a pace believed...
A running from something frees.
To only feel defeated,
By a running with no relief.
So many do it thinking...
Running from something frees.
And keep a pace believed...
A running from something frees.
To only feel defeated,
By a running with no relief.
It's hard to stop it but...
A running away doesn't free.
Those who have stop it know...
A running away doesn't free.
Believe or not...
Whatever isn't dropped,
Will continue to come knocking.
Oh....
A running away doesn't free.
Those who have stop it know...
A running away doesn't free.
Believe or not...
Whatever isn't dropped,
Will continue to come knocking.
Oh....
A running away doesn't free.
No. No. No...
A running away doesn't free.
There is no doubt about it...
Running away doesn't free.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Days in Red
Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
And moon of glowing dark
Sky deep and high
Days days days in red
Flowing on hours in night
Where love lost its flight
Once those were alright
Now they no more spark
Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
Is there a horizon of ignite
Where hours go on by
Days days days in red
Flowing memories at sight
No feeling seems now right
But love's still inside
Come come babe now close abide
Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
Is there a horizon of ignite
Where hours go on by
Days days days in red
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Love and goodness
Love and goodness
Purer and is illuminating
And it frees one from
All sinful reactions.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Oh Happy Days
Oh happy days,
Everyone likes you.
Oh happy days,
Please stay today.
Oh happy days,
Sweet like honey.
Oh happy days,
loving family ties.
Oh happy days,
Giving us strength.
Oh happy days,
Children out playing.
Oh happy days,
On the green grass.
Oh happy days,
With boundless optimism.
Oh happy days,
I give thanks.
Oh happy days,
Dreaming for more.
Oh happy days,
Warm and bright.
Oh happy days,
Like love eternal.
Oh happy days,
And glad memories.
Oh happy days,
New hope prayers.
Oh happy days,
With smiling faces.
Oh happy days,
Holidays and health.
Oh happy days,
With close friends.
Oh happy days,
Generous and giving.
Oh happy days,
Shiny rainbow dreams.
Oh happy days,
Till the very end.
Oh happy days,
Always and forever.
Amen.
poem by Rowina Mallick
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Nothing As It Seems
Don't feel like home
Ease a little out
And all these words alone is nothing like your poem
Putting in and putting in
Don't feel like methadone
A scratching voice all alone is nothing like your baritone
It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs
It's home
The little that he sees
Is nothing he concedes
It's home
One uninvited chromosome
A blanket like the ozone
It's nothing as it seems
All that he needs
It's home
The little that he frees is nothing he believes
Saving up a sunny day
Something maybe two tone
Anything of his own
A chip off the corner stone
Who's kidding?
Rainy day
A one way ticket headstone
Occupations overthrown
Whisper through a megaphone
It's nothing as it seems
The little that he needs
It's home
The little that he sees is nothing he conceives
It's home
And all that he frees
A little bittersweet
It's home
It's nothing as it seems
The little that you see it's home
song performed by by Pearl Jam from Binaural
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Ode to Dreaming
An Ode to Dreaming
Dreaming
Everybody needs a dream
Everybody needs to dream
Dreaming
Lets you be everything
You want to be
Lets you do everything
You want to do
Dreaming
Frees you
From yourself
Frees
Your mind
Body
Soul
From everything
Dreaming
Lets you do anything
Be anything
See anything
Create anything
Some people even say
Dreaming
Lets you do the impossible
But nothing is impossible
You can do it
Every invention
Every creation
Every idea anyone ever had
Started with
A dream.
Burning Rope
The warming sun, the cooling rain,
The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze,
The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you
Yet only eagles seem to pass on through.
The words of love, the cries of hate,
And the man in the moon who seduced you
Then finally loosed you.
You climbed upon a burning rope to escape the mob below,
But you had put the flaming out so that others could not follow,
To be out of the bounds and the barks of those who do not wish you well.
You must blaze a trail of your own, unknown, alone,
But keep in mind
Dont live today for tomorrow like you were immortal.
The only survivors on this world of ours are
The warming sun, the cooling rain,
The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze,
The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you
Yet only eagles seem to pass on through.
The words of love, the cries of hate,
And the man in the moon who seduced you
Then finally loosed you.
Youre old and disillusioned now as you realise at last,
That all all you have accomplished here will have soon all turned to
Dust.
You dream of a future after life, well thats as maybe, I dont know.
But you cant take what you left behind, youre all alone.
So keep in mind
Dont live today for tomorrow like you were immortal.
The only survivors on this world of ours are
The warming sun, the cooling rain,
The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze,
The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you
Yet only eagles seem to pass on through.
The words of love, the cries of hate,
And the man in the moon...
song performed by by Genesis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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One Of Those Days
Its been one of those days
That reminded me in many ways
Of when we were happy, still in love
Just a certain way the wind blows
Just a certain way the sun glows
Its been one of those days that reminded me of us
And even though its over I never will get over
These feelings that I get on certain days
And I know Ill always love you
And Ill always be thinkin of you
In certain kinds of ways, on certain kinds of days
And today well, its been one of those days
Its been one of those days and my heart feels so heavy
And my mind is so full of thoughts of you
Its been one of those days and Id give my life to see you
And to once more know the love that we once knew
And even though its over I never will get over
Oh these feelings that I get on certain days
I guess I know Ill always love you
And Ill always be thinkin of you
In certain kinds of ways, on certain kinds of days
And today well, its been one of, one of those days
Its been one of those days
That reminded me in many ways
Of when we were happy, still in love
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love said.. a paraphrase of a study group on Love
Love said,
I made you
Your body was conceived in love.
Your mind was conceived in love.
Your spirit was conceived in love.
I made your body to stand,
to walk, to dance, to make love
in love.
I made your senses
to touch love, to taste love,
to see love, to find space in love,
to hear love, everywhere
for I made everywhere
I made your mind
to know love’s substance
which no alteration finds,
to know the flow of love,
the fire of love, love in the air,
to hear what love speaks;
to know love in your reason,
to reason love;
to know why love is everywhere;
to know how to find love in hate;
to know why justice, mercy, grace, are love;
to know love in surrender;
to know how love turns faith to love;
to know love’s play in love’s creation;
to know that love is always now;
to know love's neighbour is yourself;
and when least visible,
to know love frees and balances;
to know why all seek love.
I made your spirit and your heart,
I made your very self
as every self
to be Myself; to show Myself;
Love said
I made you.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.
quote by Sophocles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life That word is love.
One Of These Days
Wish someone would tell me when
I wont think of you again
Ill get past the emptiness and
Let a little happiness back in
Pretending that you came
Leaves me half way there
One of these one of these days
Ill be completely over you
Heaven knows how long it will take
And one of these one of these days
Ill find somebody wholl love your memories away
One of these days
One of these days
Some how some way
Ever since youve been gone
Time has a way of dragging on and on
Friends drive by for company
But Im not much company for long
Oh ill get past the what was
If I live long enough
One of these one of these days
Ill be completely over you
Heaven knows how long it will take
And one of these one of these days
Ill find somebody wholl love your memories away some way
One of these days
One of these days
Some how some way
One of these one of these days
Ill be completely over you
Heaven knows how long it will take
And one of these one of these days
Ill find somebody wholl love your memories away some way
One of these days
One of these days one of these days
One of these days some how some way
One of these days one of these days
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. That word is love.
Sophocles in Oedipus at Colonus
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Changeable
he looks at the picture again
some details that used to attract him
he does not see anymore
the definition of love
even lust,
he looks at the sky again
thanking God
for this experience: nothing lasts forever
something frees us
after a time of blind love
you mourn only for a while
and then you find joy again in those other details
those that you have discarded
in fact
becomes more important
so you go over again
life and its basics
love and its reminisces
you move into another stage
of survival
now there is comfort in strangers.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Am I Okay?
Who has lived and not questioned,
'Am I okay? '
I'd like to think I am that way...
Okay!
And unafraid.
Although moments spent like this,
Are quick anf fleeting.
There are days I awaken,
With wishes to erase every mistake I've made.
Simply chase them away,
Sighing in deep relief...
I have a consciousness that frees me of guilt.
Am I okay?
Yes.
And everyday after I pray,
Attempting to obey my freedom from temptations...
I know I display I am not yet at peace.
With a need to keep my mind at ease.
But...
Am I okay?
Sure!
Who else can endure my own headaches?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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