I never even visualized for a second doing what I'm doing.
quote by Ben E. King
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In this drawing we just let our imagination run wild. We visualized Superman toys, games, and a radio show - that was before TV - and Superman movies. We even visualized Superman billboards. And it's all come true.
quote by Joe Shuster
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God is in the wind
Seize the touch of breeze
For a moment, you freeze
Cold things crawling inside
God is in the wind
Haven't you realized
Not visualized
Just felt beyond mind
God is in the wind
Haven't you realized
Not visualized
Just felt beyond mind
God is in the wind
Wind causes change
Wind ceases rain
Wind carves the cave
Wind creates the wave
Balance is throughout maintained
You, me and God are all the same
One flows into another
All is in the wind
God is in the wind
All is in the wind
Nevermind
poem by Siddharth Shah
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What I wanted and what I visualized while composing has not always been realized.
quote by Gustav Mahler
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All the stuff that you visualized that was going to work so beautifully, you discover is trashed, so you jump to something else.
quote by F. Murray Abraham
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The reflection of the flame in the glass seems to be touching the hand. And you feel the helpless fear of these dismembered parts. This sort of thing can hardly be visualized at the script stage.
quote by Terence Fisher
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In a Constant Model Mode
There is quite a difference between,
The marketing of propaganda to hype...
And that which is known,
To be daily visualized and seen.
Depicted by those in a constant model mode,
Doing their best sterotype routines!
Bravery comes from a commitment.
To be seldom inflicted through indoctrination.
And if this kind of bravery was effective...
More of it would be shown on the scene,
Instead of witnessing the power of it,
Toggled through a video game.
Or on a wide screen in 3-D!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inner Heart
If in darkness die
I should this night...
before see I rise
faint pale moon light...
Tell her of ardent cherished
love scent still endures perception...
with an inauspicious intensity
beyond bridged visualized astral projection...
Beseeched God willing
attaining heights in heaven beyond compare
love consummated will
united be... Divinely Possessed Sphere.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sun Flower- Who may visualized thy pain
Sun Flower
Whether thy strength been confined,
Which was accumulated through out the night;
Yours scorching heat and it’s stroke,
Was faced by “Brave flower” during daytime;
Imagine thy the extend of severe pain,
You gave to him by rising from the east, “o” sun;
By making the attack from the backside,
An attempt to deceive likes a cowardice friend,
But still then such excessive below,
Could not burnt the petrels of thy delicate flower,
Who may visualized thy pain “o” sunflower;
poem by Yogesh Saxena
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He had never seen a "Fallout," and he hoped he'd never see one. A consistent description of the monster had not survived, but Francis had heard the legends. … Brother Francis visualized a Fallout as half-salamander, because, according to tradition, the thing was born in the Flame Deluge, and as half-incubus who despoiled virgins in their sleep, for, were not the monsters of the world still called "children of the Fallout"? That the demon was capable of inflicting all the woes which descended upon Job was recorded fact, if not an article of creed.
quote by Walter M. Miller, Jr.
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Crowded
Here I am
My trun to
sit at the
table
I've seen it
happening long
ago when
Perry Mason
was still in
black and white
Who knew he was
gay
I've visualized it
as I've read
books about famous
trials
Waiting for
the moment
Listening for
the moment
But there are
No attornerys
leaping to their
feet here
There's barely
enough room
at the table
for me
Attorney takes up part
My investigator takes up part
Then there's our notes
evidence and such
Not much room left
even for the water
the cups the napkins or
me
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Escorted to the Threshold of Fame
Many have more than been escorted,
To the threshold of fame.
Some visualized this at their births.
Knowing within them,
Fame was the name of the game to claim.
Others want notoriety.
And don't know why they want it.
Not realizing it's much more of a risk...
To have a life flaunted,
With little time to rest.
Or just quietly be alone to reflect and sit.
Many have more than been escorted,
To the threshold of fame.
Some will admit they enjoy the attention.
Others signed to contracts,
Wish they could end them quick.
Knowing it is more than posing for photos.
When so many would rather,
Eat biscuits with syrup.
And lick their lips clean...
Of the bacon fat that drips.
'This is so delicious!
May I have more of it? '
~What about your physique and figure,
To please with 'mystique'...
For your fans? ~
'Please pass me another biscuit.
I will diet when I can.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Each Fall Enthralls
Rain falls; each dropp I watch.
Its beginning is not at sight.
Its ending is not contemplated.
Rain falls; each dropp enthralls me.
Love falls; each fall I feel.
Its beginning is not probed.
Its ending is not visualized.
Love falls; each fall enthralls me.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Battle Going On In Their Own Backyards
The only ones that can see what does not exist,
And prevent others from succeeding...
To accuse them of being something they insist,
Is the reason and cause for a production of failures...
Are the very same people destroying themselves,
To blame with their fingers pointed at someone else.
They will praise standards and values,
Even those with microscopes can not find.
They will undermine those who protect them,
Regardless of their self-centered states of mind.
They will paint a picture of a perfect quality of life,
Then charge a fee to get a glimpse of it in a museum.
But a reality to embrace with a facing of their mistakes,
To correct and confess them as they are as visualized...
As seen with a clarity by those eyes removed from disguises,
Is a fight between the ones deluded...
And the many who have begun to confront them with truth.
With a battle going on in their own backyards.
To validate with determination and persistent ignorance...
That fools can and will emerge victorious in their own defeat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Are Not Actors!
when millions of our ancestors died for the truth,
when millions of them never acted in their life,
when millions of us work hard with our only face,
who told that world is full actors and actresses?
memorized scripts are repeated,
repeated verses can be recorded and edited,
The director vision is visualized,
Rehearsal can make the scenes perfect.
we live a scene only once in real life,
no directors, editors and the script writer,
we live our life with emotions and blunders,
we feel every moment that is not felt by the actors,
who told that world is the stage and we are the actors?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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It's Only Text
Your abc's tethered me
Soft and subtle at first
Exes and ohs from another dimension
quietly prodding for attention
A gentleman, I visualized
The Wuthering Heights type
laying down your nouns for me to step on
evolving into cryptic codes and acronyms
I slipped on
But then, Emoticons!
Those little frowns and smiles
transmitted miles and miles to show you cared
Something Alexander Graham Bell
would never have anticipated
We read each other across the gulf
with words that were exclaimed
and punctuated by long gaps of silence
only serving to intensify and solidify our matrix
The el em en oh pees
making us both weak in the knees
When at last they lost their power
and I went back to using the calculator
to do simple math
Written by Sara Fielder © 2012
poem by Sara Fielder
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The Place Of Reward
There is a very special place
that's beyond time and space
where our soul longs to be
which is unlike this duality.
There is a place behind our dreams
definitely free of illusions it seems
that we are all hardly aware of now
to which we are heading somehow.
It's a haven of peace where
it is also very blissful there.
A sublime place beyond imagination,
the underlying reality of any situation.
There is a path that leads to it
on which all who travel benefit
who with a gentle guiding hand
can be sure of reaching that land.
It is even for those who don't believe
because they have as yet to conceive
with their mind steady in concentration
that object visualized in contemplation.
It's a little known realm of possibility
and for those who attain an actuality
in which all our dreams come true
but is only realized by a very few.
It therefore does exists within us all
what we have to do is heed the call
of that voice heard within our heart
and act on the wisdom it does impart.
There are some simple things each one must do
that have been overlooked so long by many who
have most of their lives repeatedly only ignored
those words which guarantee them The Reward.
poem by George Krokos
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A bad or good
What is bad or good?
it is like taste in food
you can never distinguish
it has close finish
It may be over done
it might not have been visualized by any one
what is bad can be good in individual's eye?
we must understand and sincerely try
Good advice may be felt very bad
it may take away peace and make us sad
there is difference between bad or good act
we may be sometimes unreasonable to react
There is right perception to over look
Good food can be spoiled by an expert cook
One bad act may shake your belief
It may give you jolt and doesn't provide relief
Charity begins at home
Good gesture is always welcome
there is definite lacuna somewhere
it is nice always to take care
Love to do the things self and enjoy
The child is always happy with the toy
Bitter words offer discomforts and annoy
Good friends never act as decoy
It is herculean task to evaluate
There nothing to offer or relate
you can speak clearly and state
it should be offered in time and not very late
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Vision Of Love
Treated me kind
Sweet destiny
Carried me through desperation
To the one that was waiting for me
It took so long
Still I believed
Somehow the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given to me
Prayed through the nights
Felt so alone
Suffered from alienation
Carried the weight on my own
Had to be strong
So I believed
And now I know I've succeeded
In finding the place I conceived
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given me
I've realized a dream
And I visualized
The love that came to be
Feel so alive
I'm so thankful that I've received
The answer that heaven has sent down to me
You treated me kind
Sweet destiny
And I'll be eternally grateful
Holding you so close to me
Prayed through the nights
So faithfully
Knowing the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you've given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you turned out to be
song performed by by Mariah Carey from Mariah Carey
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Pleasure days
So far they were the days of pleasure
Nothing taken seriously life for sure
Days were passing like smooth river flow
Nights too were easily coming but ready to go
Time had come now to decide
Everything else was to be put aside
Think of best union possible and stay
Settle once for all and find reasonable way
Midnight knock always sacred
I feared and never dared
To venture out at night time
It was proving difficult sometimes
I had some unknown apprehensions
I had not find its mention
They were since long in mind
Now was the time to think and find
Any female may find it reasonable
To stay forever and find lovable
It is need and must be realized
I have worked on it and visualized
Little blow of wind knocks the window
I want the air to come in or allow
I give everything in and surrender
He may come in as plunderer
Yet it is alright and acceptable
As he is worthy and capable
He may take me thousands of miles away
Take into final embrace and stay
The whole world is by my side
Horizon has spread and become very wide
I have to take all worries off the mind
Reasonably adjust and always remain kind
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Treated Me Kind
Treated me kind
Sweet destiny
Carried me through desperation
To the one that was waiting for me
It took so long
Still I believed
Somehow the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given to me
Prayed through the nights
Felt so alone
Suffered through alienation
Carried the weight on my own
Had to be strong
So I believed
And now I know Ive succeeded
In finding the place I conceived
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given me
Ive realized a dream
And I visualized
The love that came to be
Feel so alive
Im so thankful that Ive received
The answer that heaven has sent down to me
You treated me kind
Sweet destiny
And Ill be eternally grateful
Holding you so close to me
Prayed through the nights
So faithfully
Knowing the one that I needed
Would find me eventually
I had a vision of love
And it was all that youve given to me
I had a vision of love
And it was all that you turned out to be
song performed by by Mariah Carey
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