Thinkers
Welive. We breathe, We drink. We think,
and there's where the trouble lies.
Oh to turn off this brain of mine
and close these tired eyers.
I could not count the thousands of thoughts
that pop up in my head.
And between these thoughts are musical sounds
that surface while in bed.
I need to meditate and think of my breath
but I find it hard to do.
I envy the ones that can do this.
I wish I could do it too.
I think that thinkers are born this way.
There I go thinking again.
I'm starting to wonder 'Is this a female thing? '
for the sleepers are mostly men.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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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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Thoughts
Thoughts
Sounds of raindrops
In the stillness of a winter night
How does anyone have foresight
Tired swollen eyes
In complete emptiness a body lies
Creating a wilderness of thoughts
Occasional sounds of a car passing by
Interrupt the flow of the nights dream
Innocent thoughts
Spurn from the womb
To mould a man from a woman
Mystified power
Unexplained energy
Unconventional thinking
Giving birth to what is called instinct
A change of destiny
Chanced by thoughts
When at the break of dawn
The minds meet and comprehend unspoken words
Silent thoughts
No one can hear
Your mysterious moment
Only you can bear
It’s your need to be free
To be at peace with oneself
Silent thoughts
A secret moment
To indulge into wishful thinking
Then champion the process into creative thinking
To see how events can be influenced
© Sylvia Chidi- 17 October 2005
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Thoughts Of A Fool
I had a love and it was all mine
I drove her out, I mustve been blind
Thats the thoughts of a fool thinking out loud
She loved me so, but I was untrue
Shes gone for good, what can I do
Thats the thoughts of a fool thinking out loud
Theres not a thing that I can say about her
Except I dont know how Im going to live without her
I had a love and it was all mine
I watched it fade a kiss at a time
Thats the thoughts of a fool thinking out loud
Thats the thoughts of a fool thinking out loud
song performed by by George Strait
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Open
I really don't know what i'm doing here
I really think i should've gone to bed tonight but...
Just one drink
And there're some people to meet you
I think that you'll like them
I have to say we do
And i promise in less than an hour we will honestly go
Now why don't i just get you another
While you just say hello...
Yeah just say hello...
So i'm clutching it tight
Another glass in my hand
And my mouth and the smiles
Moving up as i stand up
Too close and too wide
And the smiles are too bright
And i breathe in too deep
And my head's getting light
But the air is getting heavier and it's closer
And i'm starting to sway
And the hands on all my shoulders don't have names
And they won't go away
So here i go
Here i go again...
Falling into strangers
And it's only just eleven
And i'm staring like a child
Until someone slips me heaven
And i take it on my knees
Just like a thousand times before
And i get transfixed
That fixed
And i'm just looking at the floor
Just looking at the floor
Yeah i look at the floor
And i'm starting to laugh
Like an animal in pain
And i've got blood on my hands
And i've got hands in my brain
And the first short retch
Leaves me gasping for more
And i stagger over screaming
On my way to the floor
And i'm back on my back
With the lights and the lies in my eyes
And the colour and the music's too loud
And my head's all the wrong size
So here i go
Here i go again...
Yeah i laugh and i jump
And i sing and i laugh
And i dance and i laugh
And i laugh and i laugh
And i can't seem to think
Where this is
Who i am
Why i'm keeping this going
Keep pouring it out
Keep pouring it down
And the way the rain comes down hard
That's the way i feel inside...
I can't take it anymore
This it i've become
This is it like i get
When my life's going numb
I just keep moving my mouth
I just keep moving my feet
I say i'm loving you to death
Like i'm losing my breath
And all the smiles that i wear
And all the games that i play
And all the drinks that i mix
And i drink until i'm sick
And all the faces that i make
And all the shapes that i throw
And all the people i meet
And all the words that i know
Makes me sick to the heart
Oh i feel so tired...
And the way the rain comes down hard
That's how i feel inside...
song performed by by Cure
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Sleep
I close my eyes and I try to sleep
But I cannot, so I begin to weep
As I am so tired and so very weak
Rest and solitude is all that I seek,
I wish to close my eyes and find that peace
That moment of time when worries will cease
But when I close my eyes I am still awake
Sleep for me, it did forsake,
I need so dearly to enter into a dream
But I cannot, so at the walls I do scream
I am so weary and so very tired
My sleep and rest are both desired,
Tossing and turning still upon my bed
As fatigue and worries still enters my head
Upon my bed I wish I was peacefully lying
Instead of tossing and turning and sadly crying,
Again and again I try my best to find that sleep
I take pills and I even try to count sheep
But every time I dose off my quest it fails
Another bit of madness and more pills then entails,
My thoughts now no longer speak to my brain
I have no energy I feel the slow drain
I remember the words that my friends have said
That I will find that sleep, when I am dead.
poem by Randy McClave
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Bad Day Fever
There is no bad day
It is the time when some bad things happened
and we let ourself down
Thinking it's bad
Yes, it's bad and nothing gonna change this day
to be the worst day in your life
You didn't count the time when you sleep and wake up
You didn't count wasting time with your air head
You didn't count the time you do common things daily
You even didn't count that you still breathe this time
The only thing that you think is the bad time
and let yourself down
Nothing will be change
Because you are the one who close your heart
and close all happiness gates with your little bad thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Wall Of Shame
Something has happened to your world
Can you imagine you cold
There's too much pressure on you now
Why you wold ever throw away
What's been given to you
Woke up and nothing's even there
Now you're falling too far away
It is hard
Sit inside your wall of shame
Believing what's forgotten
You make it hard to find the world
Sit inside your wall of shame
And nothing even matters
What can you say but I'm to blame
When trouble lingers on your mind
You wait; but dig in deeper
There's no more room for honesty
Breathe in the vapor of your lies
Just when you're choking on them
These thoughts are spinning around your head
song performed by by Course Of Nature from Superkala
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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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Fair Rains
Never is the land fair when it rains,
For raining submits to the path that hurts;
Desks of teachers make teachings,
The rain is there to smother the rich in learning.
Open the thoughts we provide with a silver key,
The rain of thinking shall access thoughts.
The ghosts of the night hide the men’s laughter,
As the rain strikes hard on the heads and arms.
Never is the land a selling-ground for thinkers,
For thinkers carry substances, not just ideas and facts;
We are the children of wisdom, the wise ones,
Forever in conflict with those on our path and trek.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Sign
Under the sun I state a sign written by you,
It was collected by my inner mind.
Opening this chapter of my life,
I saw too many people in trouble.
The toil of some is so smaller than others,
People like you have no trouble,
Whilst some are in devious belongings.
The house of reason states we love the thoughts
Of our thinkers when thinking is the love.
Trouble is to be a matter of trial,
Trying us in desperation.
Under the sun is a sign from you
Stating that the hearts are never involved with sin.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Little Digger
Dig little digger, don't be shy
You saw your mother with another guy
You think you'll tell her that she's one of a kind, you say
My Mother is mine
You put your trucks up on the bed next to him
So he can get a better look at them, you say
This ones my favorite one, this one you can't have
I got it from my Dad, you say
I got it from my Dad
Now you're thinking little thoughts about it
Taking every inch of him in
What does it mean when something changes how its always been
And in your head you keep repeating the line
My Mother is mine
I've done the damage, the damage is done
I pray to God that I'm the damaged one
In all these grown-up complications that you don't understand
I hope you can, someday
I hope you can
And now you're thinking little thoughts about it
Taking every inch of him in
What does it mean when something changes how its always been
And in your head you keep repeating the line
My Mother is mine
And now you're thinking little thoughts about it
Taking every inch of him in
What does it mean when something changes how its always been
And in your head you keep repeating the line
My Mother is mine
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Let It Breathe
Could we do it again
If he asked how it felt
And I didnt say this time
You tried to scare me with empty thoughts
That means not a thing
cause Im down behind you
Could we swing it again
If I changed how he looked
And turned to the right to bend
You live with something that I cant explain
But your face cracks a smile when you see it shining
You feel things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for something that I cant see
I dont want to be you
You dont want to be me.
Just let it breathe
If the moon goes up tomorrow and Im down on a farm
And you dont believe whose writing with me
Keep your hands to yourself
Keep your mind to yourself
Keep your breath to yourself
Let me float on by you
You see things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for something that I cant see
You dont want to be me
I dont want to be you
Its so very necessary
Its so delectable to see a stone
Its so impossible to find a reason
When youre standing there
Watching me now
Could we live it again
If we dressed just the same
And held on to lovers when
We couldnt really live with anyone
See mostly ourselves so just go on lying
You feel things in your own way
And Im supposed to lay down and bow to you
Im tired of bailing hay for someone that I cant see
I dont want to be you
You dont want to be me
Just let it breathe
Let it breathe
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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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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Fear of my thoughts
You make me fear the thoughts in my brain
For the things I think
Of you
Thoughts which are't to be thought
Things which will never occur
I fear the thoughts in my mind
For they are things I long for
Things I know will never happen
Becasue you and I can't happen
I fear the thoughts inmy mind
because you are there every time
I can't visit my own mind
My own thoughts sadden me and enrich me with anger
Am angry atmelf
I fear my own thoughts
Just because it has what I want
Because I'm green with envy at it
Because you're there and not out here
I fear my own thoughts...
poem by Cannita Melius
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Older Thoughts
In the heart of your ears great packs of sound
Sing and the devils sing, that when there is a question
Of doubt, one has been whispered a thought of elders.
In the head like a kick the energy flows through the brain
By working and persevering in ways too certain,
That by the waves inside, thoughts are talented.
A little light has shone from the outside brightness,
Favouring a burning love too hard in the head,
Feeling thoughtful thinkers like the ones of older age.
poem by Naveed Akram
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My Thoughts Of Suicide
Here I sit and write this poem
Thinking of all I love and all I hate
Thoughts of suicide thinking its my fate
I think of all the times I used to laugh
And now I wish I'd just die
How did so much misery come in to my life
And now all I have are thoughts of suicide
Crying every night is not the way to live
Heck I'm still a kid
I should be out hanging with all my friends
But these thoughts of suicide haunt my head
Will they care when I am gone
When nothings left expect my thoughts
And this small poem telling everyone
I will be no more in about an hour
Don't try to save me
Just save your tears
Nothing can stop me
Because i have thoughts of suicide
Heres to the end my dear friend
I hope you live life through
This is the end to this girls life
And all her thoughts to boot
Nothing there but my thoughts my secret thoughts of suicide
poem by Danielle Arsuaga
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Well-Adjusted- Don't Be-Brain-Stuffing
To be well adjusted
can be a terrible thing
for where am I to dream
what does not yet exist
if I am only focused
upon what currently is?
And where in this
is to come to be
Creativity?
It can be a terrible thing
to be adjusted
because the mind
becomes hard-wired
to only what we
have personally experienced-
when I am out to discover
what is different from me?
No small thing this:
sailors die on the open sea
because their hard-wired minds
think that they need to find land
for fresh-water
making them forget
that they can catch fish
and drink.
Adjusted means
thinking like all the others think
knowing they will punish those
who dare to utter something
different from the orthodoxy.
Takes a strong mind
and character
to really think
differently
from what the others
keep
saying you
should think.
Protect that brain:
don't let the others
fill it in
for you,
find your own stuffing
to put in there
after all
you have to
all your life
live with it.
So open up
the Brain-Door
spend at least
five hours
a day
day-dreaming
that is how the Brain
wards off
Brain-Stuffing.
This what Einstein did-
five hours a day
you can see
how good
he did.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A Headful Of Thoughts
I'm lying here, wide awake
Trying hard to get some sleep;
But my brain is totally buzzing,
So it's useless counting sheep!
My mind is manically racing,
Thinking of words and ideas;
I think of the sad poem that I just wrote,
And my eyes suddenly fill up with tears.
I need to get some sleep,
As I'm actually pretty tired;
But my brain is so alive:
Like, it's been electrically wired!
Many times, I've had new thoughts,
And jumped out of my cosy bed,
To quickly grab a pen and paper,
And jot them down before they leave my head.
Is this a common problem,
Which all writers share?
Do they, too, wake up the next day
Feeling a little worse for wear?
poem by Angela Wybrow
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When I Trip I Don't Bluff
I never contemplated on leaving you anywhere.
The only thing I pre-meditate...
Is were my next steps will take me.
But hesitating in procrastination,
To discuss any doubts...
Are not thoughts I have in my mind!
You must have overheard me talking to myself,
And decided some rest you would find.
On my time.
I never contemplated on leaving you anywhere.
The only thing I pre-meditate...
Is were my next steps will take me.
But hesitating in procrastination,
To discuss any doubts...
Are not thoughts I have in my mind!
You must have overheard me talking to myself,
And decided some rest you would find.
On my time.
Let's make this clear right now!
Your time is your time.
And my time is mine!
I am surprised that you found me!
I told you when I trip,
I don't bluff.
I move to experience.
That sitting around you do to preview...
I've had enough of that stuff.
When enough is enough,
I don't regard discussing it as a must!
I am surprised that you found me!
I told you when I trip,
I don't bluff.
'You are absolutely unbelievable.'
Thanks.
And you I find incredible!
I'm learning that all the time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Burden From Thinking
If burdens are like statues
Then serve us more than them
To envisage a new world of danger.
If noises are followed by laughter
Then salvage the past
To realise historical systems.
Own the thoughts that count
Then if we relay these slender objects
The world will argue on us.
Ban them and beget another
Of these thoughts to trust again
So that thinkers achieve from you.
poem by Naveed Akram
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