Solitude In Seclusion
Sorrow is mine for the moment at hand,
Tomorrow sublime in pastel grandeur
And here surrounded by a circle of kings
We sin in singing the songs we sing.
What asylum is this we have erected
In honor of escape? The power is rising
And wide eyed bacchants, foaming at the
Teeth are seeking their release from life.
No hills of emerald glades are there for us to dance upon
No fires are there to enflame passion within madness,
Only the asylum exists, its doors open to the world.
Its inhabitants resisting the temptation to sleep.
Who can know what goes on within these walls?
Who can know the rules behind these doors?
Fragmented delusion, solitude in seclusion
What disillusioning love is this?
What façade of bliss that beckons the kiss of wisdom
Within a moment out of time.
Sorrow for now is mine
Tomorrow sublime and forever undying.
poem by David Lacey
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Love Yourself...I Do!
I love myself…in and of this very moment
I will be what I can be
In and of this very moment
For this very moment
Is all that truly exists
Yesterday… no more than a memory
An fading echo in the mist
Tomorrow…only an expectation
Of what our mind thinks is to yet to be
Tomorrow…a figment of our imagination
That we may never come to see
The choice is mine
To be mellow…to have bliss
I’ll not belittle myself
Nor hold myself remiss
Today I’ll see and recognize
Only things worthy and good
For in this moment, I realize
Of what not to value…and of what I should
Today…yes this very moment
I’ll like me…and I’ll persist
For this very precious moment…right now
Is all that truly…exists
Love yourself…forgive yourself
live in and of… this very moment
poem by David Whalen
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A Power Is Rising!
They are sailing for distant shores
Trying to find a little more
Trying to escape the trail of industrial horizons.
Driven from our paradise where are we to turn?
Who will open up their doors to us?
Relics of the person I once was are floating
Endless dust desert trails, seeking a soul that they can trust
In re assembling the form I knew before the storming of my years.
The looking glass is beckoning bliss with the promise of beauty
The reflection is a hollow facade, a mask of light in falsity.
Contemplation
Meditation
Appreciation
Each is a road worth wandering as
We turn within the shadows of ourselves.
Staring into the flames of visions empowering,
A power is rising! A power is rising!
Does it come as a surprise to find it in your eyes?
How can we strive towards that which we are?
How can we pray for oneness with the divine
If we are from before the moment of our birth a miracle sublime?
We are as angels with broken wings,
Devils walking upon the surface of our mother
Seeking in the arms of another the warmth of a lovers embrace.
Open up your eyes,
Wider than you ever thought imaginable
Until they slip beyond the sand castle walls of logics limitation.
Allow the tides of imagination to rise.
An ocean of souls, lost to the torment of heartbreak
Are shaking the foundations of my asylum sanctuary.
Let the nymphs of forest shadows to their dwellings within the womb of the earth
How many are there that are lost to the dreams of the night?
How many lost from the moment of birth?
Can you hear them?
Upon the wind as it whispers in wavering.
Savour the taste, taste the flavour
Don't waste it now, your one chance to loose
And gain a world beyond the realm of pain.
I need someone to have faith in me
Someone to help me paint myself a smile.
For I do not plant the seeds of ecstasy
But I help grow them all the while.
I dance the Dance of Seasons turning.
Beneath the yoke, the bright sun burning.
And I must have sailed for a thousand years
And I must have shed the skin of a thousand fears
Knowing all along that I sailed an ocean of fallen tears.
poem by David Lacey
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Funny Farm Frenzy
Welcome to the funny farm,
Let’s embrace in the steel embedded walls without harm,
Welcome to delusion, the land of charm,
Inside the walls is the realm of the most brilliant of men,
The schizophrenics, and the bi polars, everything torments them,
But inside the insane asylum, they escape from condemn,
The funny farm where you’re surrounded with laughter,
Through the air, the giggles are hidden beneath the rafters,
Constant delusion, from morning, afternoon and thereafter,
Manuscripts and portraits, the artistic minds inside the brilliant drafters,
The mentally ill the most creative of mind,
Inside the asylum, escaped from reality, their thoughts refined,
Inside the asylum, their life is left behind,
On the white walls where portraits and creative writing shine,
Without sunlight, they’re the creators of their own realm of divine,
Inside the white walls, in their delusion, their confined,
The funny farm where humor is their lifeline,
Welcome to delusion, the neverending dream,
Inside the asylum things are not what they seem,
To reality it’s a prison, to the patients it’s their regime,
But what happens when the walls blacken in the night?
The laughter fades and their humor turns to spite,
They crumble in the fear of darkness without the touch of sunlight,
And they realize something about them isn’t “right”,
Isolated from the world their trapped in the dark,
Only within the walls, is their adventure to embark,
Inside their asylum, a community of reality segregated apart,
Their lifeline, through vivid imagination they depart,
They cannot see the walls around them, it’s their everyday home,
Inside the closed doors, their only space to roam,
An everyday dream to separate from reality, the unknown,
But when the lights turn on, and the walls turn white, the asylum fills with glee,
The reality inside the funny farm, the walls they can’t see,
They open their mind to creativity and imagination where their free,
The most creative of the mind, the indulgence of the what reality can’t see,
Up and down inside the walls, the rollercoaster of the emotional cycle spree,
The novel written and painted inside the asylum, the neverending dream,
Beyond the walls where reality isn’t seen.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Time
Every moment has its own meaning, significance,
For me, for you, for him.
In every moment there is an action important
For me, for you, for him.
Time is always crucial,
For me, for you, for him.
Any moment can anytime change your life, mine, his,
Today, tomorrow, after tomorrow, forever.
For a brief moment, you can be a great king,
Over me, over you, over him,
In a moment, you can lose,
Everything, a little or nothing...
poem by Cornelia Păun Heinzel (2 December 2013)
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This Is The Moment
This is the moment
This is the day
This is the moment
When I know
I am on my way
Every endeavor
I have made ever
Is coming into play
Is here and now today
This is the moment
This the time
When the momentum
And the moment
are in rhyme
Give me this moment
My precious chance
I'll gather up my best
And make some sense atlast
This is the moment
When all I've done
All of the dreaming,
scheming
And screaming
becomes one
This is the day,
Just see it shine
When all that I have lived for
Becomes mine
This is the moment
This is the hour
When I can open up,
Tomorrow
like a flower
And put my hand to
Everything I plan to
Fulfill my grand desire
See all my stars align
This is the moment
My final test
Destiny beckoned
I never reckoned second best
I won't look back
I must not fall
This is the moment
The sweetest moment
Of them all
This is the moment
So double the odds
This day or never
I'll sit forever
with the gods
When I look back
I will recall
Moment for moment
This was the moment
The greatest moment of them all.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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We Only Have Tonight
Forget tomorrow, we only have tonight;
waste not a time for future
when it dies helplessly.
We never need to hope
for something not in hand...
for tomorrow is a dream
and tonight is reality.
Forget tomorrow when we only have tonight.
Kiss my eager lips as if tomorrow never comes;
Never slip a moment of our precious time
thinking what to do tomorrow.
For tomorrow is a dream
but tonight is reality;
so hold me tight as if tomorrow never comes;
Never waste a moment of our precious time
hoping what to hope tomorrow;
So please, forget tomorrow
for we only have tonight...
love me purely just this moment
as tomorrow comes never.
We only have few moments
to make this night last forever.
We only have tonight but we'll make it last forever.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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The Narrow Doors
The Wide Door into Sorrow
Stands open night and day.
With head held high and dancing feet
I pass it on my way.
I never tread within it,
I never turn to see
The Wide Door into Sorrow.
It cannot frighten me.
The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
Are secret, still, and low:
Swift tongues of dusk that spoil the sun
Before I even know.
My dancing feet are frozen.
I stare. I can but see.
The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
They stop the heart in me.
Oh, stranger than my midnights
Of loneliness and strife
The Doors that let the dark leap in
Across my sunny life!
poem by Fannie Stearns Davis
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The Narrow Doors
The Wide Door into Sorrow
Stands open night and day.
With head held high and dancing feet
I pass it on my way.
I never tread within it,
I never turn to see
The Wide Door into Sorrow.
It cannot frighten me.
The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
Are secret, still, and low:
Swift tongues of dusk that spoil the sun
Before I even know.
My dancing feet are frozen.
I stare. I can but see.
The Narrow Doors to Sorrow
They stop the heart in me.
-- Oh, stranger than my midnights
Of loneliness and strife
The Doors that let the dark leap in
Across my sunny life!
poem by Frannie Stearns Davis
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Where Is Tomorrow
Written by orbison/dees.
Where is tomorrow? an island of dreams.
Where is tomorrow? flying on golden wings,tomorrow.
Where is tomorrow? the end of time.
Where is tomorrow.youre no longer mine.
Tomorrow, tomorrow.Ill get over you.
Tomorrow,tomorrow.when tomorrow comes,
Then Ill stop loving you,tomorrow.
Where is tomorrow? tomorrow is gone.
Gone losting stardust,hiding from the dawn.
Tomorrow,tomorrow.tomorrow.
I long for tomorrow.Ill be strong tomorrow.
I want cry for you tomorrow.
Where is tomorrow?
Where is tomorrow?
Tomorrow.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dont Ya Rile Em
Im seeing how boring it gets
Back where the sun never sets
And a day is really two days
I was feeling so tired inside
My eeys were stitched open so wide
It was making me kind of uptight
Oh yeah
All right
And the power man says
Dont ya rile em
Going asylum
Dont ya rile em
Going asylum
Tonight
Tonight
Ive been working my way back to sane
Its coming back to me again
Old navigational ways
Back in time where I belong
Theyre playing my favorite song
That whistling meteorite
Oh yeah
All right
And the power man says
Dont ya rile em
Going asylum
Gont ya rile em
Going asylum
Gont ya rile em
Going asylum
Tonight
Tonight
song performed by by Frank Black
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In Sorrow
In sorrow
She mourns her beloved son
What's next to follow
No one knows
In sorrow
He mourns his beloved daughter
What's next to follow
His heart is hollow
In sorrow
She mourns her beloved husband
What's next to follow
She is now a widow
In sorrow
He mourns his beloved wife
What's next to follow
His desire for life is renounced to zero
In sorrow
They mourn the passing of a dear friend
Someone they wished to be there tomorrow
It hurts without pretext, whatever sorrow sends
And we know and I know
Sorrow returns not the life's it borrows
Sorrow is a walking deadly shadow
Sorrow is the virus we dread tomorrow
Sorrow is the devils spell of lethal horrors
Therefore my dear fellows
In sorrow no more I mourn her sorrow
In sorrow
I have closed on her all my doors and windows
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.co.uk
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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For I Won't Be Around Tomorrow!
Take my body today
for my soul leaves it tomorrow
take my joys away right now
for tomorrow i shall drown in my sorrow
see the rainbow today
thru my eyes
see the simmering light on the sea
look look! at the setting sun
for tomorrow i wont show
feel my love today
make my passion yours
for tomorrow i will be
just a lifeless corpse
hear my hearbeat today
hear my sigh now
for tomorrow
i take the big bow
touch my chin tousle my hair
make me your today
for tomorrow is
another day
and when i am not around
lost never to be found
you shall miss me a lot
and grieve in my memories
i can save you from the miseries today
come come be mine now
let the nature hear our sound
together finally once and last
do it now do it here
before death has its shadow cast
dance with me today
sing with me now
lets forget the why when and how
for tomorrow when your feet fail you
i wont be around to hold you
for tomorrow i wont be around
poem by Karanjeet Lakhanpal
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This Man He Weeps Tonight
I wish that you could see
All the things that I have seen.
This mind of mine is making life worthwhile.
I wish that youd have know
Of all the plans I had in store for us,
Laughing, dancing, traveling the world on our own.
And this man, he weeps tonight,
And his head is bowed with sorrow,
But what can you do, sitting there,
And you let him cry tomorrow,
Yes, youll let him cry tomorrow.
Yes, youll let him cry tomorrow.
I thought our thing would last,
cause it said so in my horoscope,
The days have gone and past while dreaming away.
The lighting here is dim,
And the room closes in around me.
Your pictures hanging loose on a rusting nail.
And this man, he weeps tonight,
And his head is bowed with sorrow,
But what can you do, sitting there,
And you let him cry tomorrow,
Yes, youll let him cry tomorrow.
Yes, youll let him cry tomorrow.
And this man, he weeps tonight,
And his head is bowed with sorrow,
But what can you do, sitting there,
And you let him cry tomorrow,
Yes, youll let him cry tomorrow.
Yes, youll let him cry tomorrow
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Woman Of The World
Well, shes the woman of the world
And God she know it
Shell turn my head
Every time she shows it
Yeah, nothing you can do
Nothing you can say
No way you can try to change her way
She might be gone tomorrow
Honey, say what you gotta say
Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy what a woman
Well I tried, I tried so hard to please her
Shed give me a look if I beg to tease her
Theres nothing you can say
Nothing you can do
No way you can try to choochie coo
She might be gone tomorrow
Oh, lordy what you gonna do
And I tried with an open hand
And a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be all right
Dont save too much lovin for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin here tonight
And I tried with an open hand
And a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be all right
Dont save too much lovin for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin here tonight
She got big-eyed cats
She got coats of sable
She seats forty-four at her dinner table
And theres nothing you can do
Nothing you can say
No way you can try to change her way
She might be gone tomorrow
Oh, throwin it all away
song performed by by Aerosmith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Prince Amongst Men
The circle has turned seven wheels towards the dream.
How many moons have passed since our awakening?
Fueled upon whiskey and rising
Sanity ravaged by mad dogs foaming and raging
Tearing at the pages of history
Spurring on the reality that exists within the eyes of a child.
The story exists
We may write it
We may read it
We live it.
Who are you my child?
The druid casting shadows onto stone?
The wicked witch who lives alone?
Surrounded by an army of flying monkeys?
Strange symbols of slavery?
What mockery of sanity is this?
That I should slip throughout looking glass worlds.
One eye is shared by two
My flesh is re arranging itself in demonic parody
The horns of Pan are breaking the skin of my scalp
Leaving me goat hoofed and parading the catacombs of
The mountain night, seeking the nymphs of delight in there sleeping
Promising to keep soft and watchful eye upon there safety
But hoping, in a devils delight that they will remember
The joy of spring and require the love I bring.
Restless within the moment
Each seeks their escape
Forever running beneath the midnight sun
Enveloping themselves in the dreams of their forefathers.
Sweet bliss is this life to kiss.
Rise, a Prince amongst Men
Rise King amongst God's
poem by David Lacey
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Sorrow Plays Through Me
An instrument of sorrow
Sorrow doth strum
The strings of my soul
And beat mine heart her drum
Sorrow weeps through me
And in me she seek
Love, enchantment and expression
So mine eyes leek
Thine tears, thou tears, mine tears
To water the joyous earth
With the sorrow of truth
And to new sorrow give birth
Sorrow, sweet, melancholic
Which adorn mine face with rain falls
Of power, of strength, filled with beauty
Surpassing human walls.
Pouring out of me,
For mine eyes to see
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Lost Moment
Let us sleep without,
thinking of tomorrow.
Tomorrow's certainty of,
things to sort out.
otherwise interests added,
Letters be sent,
again heart beats faster,
certain of uncertainties.
Let us sleep comfortably,
without the whims of tomorrow.
Days go as these have to,
but we go with pain and sorrow.
Accomplishment is our goal,
what have we achieved so far?
Take the life as it is,
and enjoy the moment as it comes!
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Tomorrow may never come
Life's changing every moment
Life is now a shade
Life is now sunshine
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
Life's changing every moment
Life is now a shade
Life is now sunshine
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
Someone to love you with all his heart
Is difficult to come by
Should there be someone like that
He's the one for you, be sure
His hand you must take
For all you know
Tomorrow might never be
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
In the realm of your eyes
Should someone get close to you
Try a million times to control your crazy heart
But it shall continue to beat wildly
But think it over
This is the moment
This legend
Might not exist tomorrow
Life's changing every moment
Life is now a shade
Life is now sunshine
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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When a Poet Loves
The Empress lay upon the shimmering glades as they glisten with reflections upon morning dew. Within her heart dwells the spirit of Eternal Love, her stare a perfect
Blue. She hath known the touch of papyrus upon her palms, she hath known her calms
Immaculate yet retains in her stride the strength to ride the storm of mysteries tiding.
Such a beauty her eyes conceal, such a grace I’d never known as real before her soul
Strode so boldly within this heart of mine, abstracting the way I feel. She leaves me the
Time within which I may melt my insecurities. Freed am I from ‘dull realities’ as I stand
Straight by her side yet it is only now that I realize the true wonder of all that lay beyond
Her flesh, only now do I realize that she contains the freshest of poetic breaths.
The projection of her emotion upon the winds of the hills
Thrills as it fills the atmosphere of the poets heart.
The Good Folk, Fey, they dance around her, entranced by her creation,
She leads them unknowing in their dance as they plait their hairs to mimic the maiden,
They dance and chant and form circles within the garden green,
They are the children of our observation, those elemental beings
Who may fly so soft whilst swift upon emotion,
As all rivers flow towards the ocean so we must
Make the most of the moment,
Erect a monument to the memory of your Love
Take in the skies above and the ground below
Turn within the circle round,
Know all that’s lost will one day be found.
When a poet loves, he loves dearly through eyes unclear.
When a poet loves he can do naught but shed a tear.
Cry for Joy, laugh through sorrow,
Know Love shall reign as King tomorrow
And the princess, hand in hand with the prince of dreams
Shall stand, hand in hand, bonded by a love of this land of Emerald greens.
Dream a dream for me
I’ll dream a dream for you
Laid upon the dazzling glades
We may embrace a perfect blue
Dream a dream of me
I’ll dream a dream of you
Adorned in Edwardian stylings
Our hearts may dance in appreciation of the view.
poem by David Lacey
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A Song Of Joy And Sorrow
The literary critics tend to ignore me and my verses they don't even rate
I'm seen as lacking in inspiration without the genius to create
What one would call something of literary value something that would live on in time
I am one of the last poetasters to dabble in old fashioned rhyme.
When I am in the mood for singing songs of joy and sorrow I sing
The sorrow of the jilted lover, the joy of the lark on the wing
The babe he knows of joy and sorrow months before he learns to crawl
With such feelings we are familiar they are part of life after all.
The old bloke immersed in sorrow feels maudlin after a few beers
He thinks of the great love of his life a woman he's not seen for years,
She left him back in the late fifties when he was approaching his prime
It's not always true time is the healer, love's hurt doesn't always heal in time.
The happy face of the young mother as she holds her new born baby boy
A sibling for her year old daughter for her a moment of great joy
Her husband is only too happy to share in the joy with his wife,
A moment for them to remember and a memory to cherish for life.
So sing songs of joy and of sorrow if you feel like singing a song
They are such familiar emotions to living and life they belong,
Joy the happy mother of laughter and sorrow the father of tears
And they have been living together for millions and millions
of years.
poem by Francis Duggan
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