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Thoughts for Today

Blue sky thinking grey sky mind
Lost dimensions hard to find
Daytime dreams nightmare nights
Silent prayers and noisy fights

Outside box and inside dealing
Pure of thought or simply stealing
Fast lane sprint or slow lane creeping
Lie awake or waste time sleeping

Life see's changes death see's sorrow
Raise you daylight see's tomorrow
Thoughts surrounded mind let wander
Food for thought with time to ponder

All entrenched in thoughts of all
Strong, the weak, the short, the tall.
No escape but death can alter
From such paths should you so falter.

poem by Dave James
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A Fresh Endeavour

So now I've taken leave of life,
I thought you'd like to know, I still
Possess a mind in love, oh wife;
A soulful eye to catch a show of
Silent beauty – ever yours;
An ear to pick the metaphors
Of tonal dance in words you say,
Grasp a thought in verse you pray
Inside your head, bemused of mind,
Softly mournful, intertwined with
Understanding tears.

I'll drift a whisper o'er to you
To tell that I am quietly calm;
Keeping time till your adieu
To flesh, upon the carol of a
Psalm of consummation. Now!
A fresh endeavour – we're forever
One together, resting yonder,
Cross our open plane of blue.

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Finality

A very short time we are given, to understand the purpose of living,
Our life down here upon the earth; the time between death and birth.
This time is short for you and me, compared to that time of eternity,
A time that we all will enter friend, as life on earth comes to an end.

Men live dealing with life’s reality, not thinking much of life’s finality,
Being caught up in a daily routine, is in many lives a common scene.
Dealing with what comes down the road, always under a heavy load,
Always dealing with here and now, while simply getting by somehow.

Within the brevity of such a life, weighed down with trouble and strife,
We get caught in the daily grind, which takes over our heart and mind,
With no thought and or no time, to think of Heaven or things sublime,
Or even thoughts of what could be, up in that place they call Eternity.

And even if you have thoughts of, God and Heaven and things above,
Friend, do you really understand, the Truth of God’s Sovereign Hand?
And how everything is set in place, for us to just accept God’s Grace.
A Grace that grants you eternal life, through God’s Son, Jesus Christ.

As everything that must be done, has been completed by God’s Son,
And all you must do is to believe, then everlasting life you will receive.
For there is no intermediate place, to barter with God regarding Grace,
While you’re here, in this time, you must give Him your heart and mind.

Finality for believers then becomes, an eternity ahead with God’s Son,
Though life may be short down here, Eternity, you’ll enter with no fear.
But ignoring His Grace does have cost, as you’ll remain eternally lost,
Then finality for you my friend, will be an empty darkness with no end.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Cogito ergo sum

I often sit and ponder many things
A host of multifarious subjects.
A few perhaps are shallow but they bring
Me food for thought. The balance is complex.
At times I think about the universe
The sphere of life and death experience.
Those thoughts alone I find myself immersed
In deepest meditation, Transcendence.
And other times I’m simply lost in thought
Perchance a past event or maybe lines
Of Poetry. My mind has never sought
Retreat. Whatever enters leaves behind
Itself forever nourishing my mind
Improving knowledge gained from Humankind.

poem by Albert Ahearn
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The Chronicles Of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 5 Resist Even Out Here

Resist... resist with all my strength
Sometimes i find it hard to resist
I find myself thinking thoughts not be thought
It seems that to not think in this way makes my mind twist
This battle has been fought
Many times before
Yet the thoughts that are there to abhor
Not to surrender to... they're pleasurable O
As i grind my toes inside my shoe
And steady my jaw I resist the urge
And thoughts of the other... I wish to purge
These thoughts of any candidate for my wife
The one with which i spend my life
I must resist even when I rest
And I cannot let my guard down even after a hard test
They plague and pervade my mind
Though I like these thoughts... I still must find
Some peace from them, because for me they
Often are evil... how fey
Resist...resist... with all my mind

poem by David Knox
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How Could I Hide?

There is no escape
Always creeping, always following always there
Always here, there is nowhere to go
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to stay far from
No distance great enough
No wall strong enough
Never enough

How can you hide
From what is inside
How is that you could distance yourself from that who is in you
That who is you
How is that you could just not be the you who you are
How is it I could not be me
No matter what I do he's there he's in me he is me
How could I not be the sum of my mistakes?
How can You tell me that I'm more
How could I not be something to abhor
I cannot run from who I am, how is that not tied to what I did
What I do doesn't that become me? Do I become that?
My mind tells me that's wrong, my heart is evil, but it knows You
The part of me that does know You says You can erase it all
But I don't feel it, I'm sorry, I often don't, I feel like me
And to me that is the greatest torture to be me
Because the me that I think that I am is someone who I could never
Bear to live as, never, not ever
Instead of believing you I just ask How can I hide?
Can I hide from what's inside?
Can I cease to be me
Can I escape the mistakes
Can I escape the thoughts
Can I escape the identity
Can I escape from me

There is nowhere to run, nowhere I've gone
Nowhere I feel I can go
Will be far enough from me to escape me
Nothing in my mind feels sufficient to conquer me
I cannot divorce myself from what I believe makes me who I am
How could it not rule me, the evil thoughts I have thought
Are not just thoughts in the past, they're thoughts that last
They're thoughts I still think, how is there freedom from that evil
How is their cleansing from that sin
Truly without You there is no hope and I cannot win
But even with all You say about me I don't know how to change
Can I change my idea of me?
Can I come int my new identity?
Can I really escape when I cannot run?
I must fight against him
Show me Your love
Help me please
Cleanse me from 'me'
So that I can be me

poem by David Knox
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Thoughts Of A Mother

My daughter would turn 10 next month…
I find it hard to believe!
It seems only yesterday
That she was born….
As my thoughts wander
Down the memory lane,
I am transported
To those restless days
In the balcony where I sat
On a low stool
With swollen feet and a heavy body
With waves of nausea and anxiety
Drowning me in the abyss of depression
Wondering if I was in for a second nightmare
Much more frightening than the last….

My daughter would complete one decade of her life next month…
I find it hard to believe!
It seems only yesterday
That she was born….
As my thoughts wander
Down the memory lane,
I am transported
To those long, peaceful days
In the balcony where I sat
On a low stool
With needles and threads of different colors
With a pink cloth and an embroidery frame
With my lips moving in a silent prayer to God
Wondering if He was going to make my daughter
As beautiful as the flowers I was embroidering…..

poem by Jasbir Chatterjee
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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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My Thoughts

Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.

Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within

Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.

Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing

Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.

Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.

Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish

That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.

In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech

It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Suicide Lane

Suffering every moment that I'm awake and not asleep
Its the only way to get away from the things that make me weep

What I feel is something beyond sorrow
I keep finding myself dreading tomorrow

Then I find myself on Suicide Lane
While trying to figure out who is to blame

I feel worthless, scared and at the same time lost
I will give anything to not feel this way no matter the cost

But the coward in me keeps me from self-annihilation
I guess for now I have to live with my situation

I'm not getting any better dealing with the pain
I know I will find myself on suicide lane again

But if the pain and darkness continues to exist
Then suicide will become harder to resist

So for now I will find the strength to endure
Why praying that finding happiness doesn't become more obscure

poem by FilledWithFearandDoubt NotAvailable
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The Thought Police

(d. pickerill/p. odonoughue)
Chorus:
Thought police
They will put you under
The thought police
They will take you in
The thought police
They will clean your mind out
The thought police
You can never win
You can never win
You can never, never, never, never, never win
There are people around with problems
Those who live in fear
Running from the shadows
Waiting for another year
Thought of the secrets
Secrets of the mind
Thoughts can spell out danger
To the leaders of the time
Chorus
Thoughts are fleeting glimpses
Of the future or the past
They lock ideas in a bottle
Its time to break the glass
Hiding out in the daytime
Crawling through the night
Keeping out of danger
Just trying to find the light
Chorus
Chorus (x2 and fade)

song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Innermost Happiness

Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently, in a cocoon of hush.

With solitude, to rest one's senses,
Some time to grasp what life's about,
To knock down all those rigid fences,
And let your wildest thoughts fly out.

Allow for all your hopes to wander,
Into dreams that calm the mind,
And use the time in that great blue yonder,
Your innermost happiness to find.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Fairy Tale

My life starts and stops with you.
You made me realize u were my luckiest find.
I never imagined life to be so beautiful.
It became once you started making way into my mind.

Smiles kept eluding me very often,
Happiness kept playing hide and seeks every now and then,
I had been wondering about aimlessly like a nomad,
I kept searching for that elusive diamond among plentiful pebbles.

It was worth being a nomad
It was worth a wander,
My boulevard came to an end at last,
I felt as if I’ve got what I thought,

Though diamonds loose their shine with time,
But u seem to glitter almost every time,
Though diamonds cost a hefty sum,
You have been a priceless one.

I had never dreamt of what I’ve got now,
But I’ll forever cherish whatever I have now,
My saddest thoughts started changing into sweetest dreams,
My lonely valley started blooming with beautiful greens.

You listened 2 my songs,
You danced to my tunes,
You listened calmly to my endless queries,
You listened to me as if I was narrating tale of fairies.

The fairy tale was short lived,
It came to an abrupt and tragic end,
The fairy went to heavens for a long leave,
The fairy's prince was left in a lonely lane.

Loneliness started creeping again
But never did I feel alone,
Your sweet memories were running in my vein
You made your presence felt whenever I was alone.

I've lost the fairy diamond now,
I’ve got nothing to lose more,
I have lost my luckiest find now,
I don’t want to find another anymore.

poem by Jameel Ahmed Ansari
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A Thinker

How long are my thoughts alive?
Only until they move on.For new ones enter my mind each day
and the old ones are gone.

The simpler the thought,
the longer the stay.
Complex thinking is not for me.
I simply push it away.

I wake up sleepy
with eyes still closed
but my mind comes alive with thought
and then I am exposed

to multiple thoughts that surface again
and I've not even started my day.
Sometimes I wish to be thought-free
but I know that's not my way.

For thinkers are edgy, never complete
until a thought's on their mind.
And so I've learned to accept these things
and let them slowly unwind.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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End Of Time

Towards the end of our time
We miss the friendship and food;
The days behind are but silent thoughts
And the months seem endless.
People meander on the eternal road
Yet some of us walk so straight.
Little people run on it first
And slow down afterwards.
Children seek help on the eternal road
And want more kindness to be shone.
The road is kind if you walk on it
And not sprint or dash like some who dare.
The end of time shall be near,
When thoughts are collected
And death occurs,
Making your home with the grave.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Life In The Fast Line

He was a hard headed man
He was brutally handsome and she was teminally pretty
She held him up and he held her for ransome in the heart
of the cold cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless they said he was crude
They had one thing in common they were
good in bed
She'd say 'Faster faster. The lights are turnin' red."
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind, mm
Are you with me so far?
Eager for action and bot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took
all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavily bills.
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice, she was caught up
in the race
Out every evening, until it was light
He was too tired to make it, she was too tired
to fight about it
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lse your mind
Life in the fast lane, everything all the time
Life in the fast lane, uh huh
Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign,
took a turn for the worst.
She said, "Listen, baby.You can hear the engine
ring.We've been up and down this highway;
haven't seen a goddam thing."
He said,"Call the doctor. I think I'm gonna crash."
"The doctor say he's comin', but you gotta pay him cash."
They went rushin' down that freeway, messed around
and got lost
They didn't know they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane

song performed by by Eagles
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Two Silent People, Dying

you are silent
more silent than the stars above us
this mountain of
sorrow does not know the songs of sighs
it is as silent
as you
more silent than all the stars above us

i join you in this silence and i take a journey far from you
my thoughts are wings and they will not use words as vehicles
from my mouth there will be no sound too

what are we contemplating for? i ask myself.
you think of death, i know, but you have not guessed what i am thinking
i am tired of death, let it come when it comes,

i am thinking of those tiny things in my life
how they happen, how time flies too fast
and i am here with you left behind it like a hundred years

i go back to thinking about us bathing in the river
since we do not know how to swim we take hold of a driftwood
from nowhere

it teaches us how to swim
that driftwood from nowhere
and it is when that driftwood left us
that we struggle for our life
and then we have learned
how to drift, ultimately how to swim

we are here in the middle of this silent struggle
it is when it hurts best that we begin to learn how to think
how to think well more than the rest of those
who are not conscious of the shortness of the time left

it is here in the middle of our sorrow
that we become more intelligent, wisdom sprouts and grows
into a tree
in our heads, and we are soon carried to a height
where we see them all
away from us.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Strolling down memory lane

Strolling down memory lane
Where the colors begin to fade.
Strolling down memory lane
Is where I want you to come along.

Strolling down memory lane
is a test of time and mind.
Strolling down memory lane
I won’t be afraid.

Strolling down memory lane
Is not lacking in color.
Strolling down memory lane
Is not a big bummer.

Strolling down memory lane
Not a storm in sight
Strolling down memory lane
is joy without bite.

A memory that I have created in my mind,
Stands the test of time.
Memories are like dream, a reflection of the past.
My memories can kiss my…
Ask me no questions I will tell you no lies.

poem by Taran Burke
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Being Used

So many thoughts
so hard to control
i guess wondering
has really taken it's toll

killing myself slowly
with these thoughts unsure
I've lost everything i am
no longer am i pure

i am no longer strong, i am weak
death haunts me quietly
into my thoughts he peaks

pissed off and lonely
sad and confused
i guess it all was true
when they said i was being used

poem by Paddy Jansen
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Big Brother

Open Up Your Mind And Let Some Thought Inside Open Up Your Mind As They All
Survey 4 Out Of 5 And They All Survey 4 Out Of 5 And They All Survey Open Up
Your Mind And Let Some Thought Inside Open Up Your Mind As They All Survey
And In This Time Of Free Thought It'd Be A Shame To Let It Rot Open Up Your
Mind As They All Survey When You're All Alone You'll Never Wanna Know Open Up
Your Mind As They All Survey 4 Out Of 5 And They All Survey You Gotta Let
Some Thought Inside As They All Survey Caught Between The Parallels Of Life
And Death And Compromises Fill The Hours With New Vices Voices Screaming Time
Is Numb Single File Come And Follow Choosing Futures From Brochures Changing
Channels No Opinion Losing Track Which Way Is Up Use Your Head For What It's
There For Though Not One In The Same Receptive Minds Co-operate Do Not
Dissect The Human Race Make One United Higher Plain And In This Time Of Free
Thought It'd Be A Shame To Let It Rot Open Up Your Mind And Let Some Thought
Inside Use Your Head

song performed by by Mushroomhead from Superbuick
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The Sublime

I stay awake in empty darkness
Thinking thoughts that shape me so
A recompense of all the harshness
That my life has come to know

The sanctity of dreams and worry
Weigh me down and cloud my soul
The thoughts across my mind they scurry
Looking for their lifelong goal

Seldom as I lie there thinking
Could such actions ever find
Doomed as sure the ship thats sinking
Playing stories in my mind.

I have no answer to this haunting
Safe but sure I can survive
Though life itself alone is daunting
Thoughts may keep my dreams alive.

Let the darkness sooth your senses
Take its presence by the hand
While building bridges not just fences
Drifting to your promised land...