Depression
sealed so deep inside
buried in an wretched soul
huge fields of friction
poem by Ellie Daphne van Stralen
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Seeking Heat!
there is a heat
inside the fire,
friction inside the match.
there are clouds
inside each raindrop,
winter snows inside each bud.
there is a joy
hidden deep in sorrow,
there is touch
inside of the lonely.
there is a need
inside each prayer,
there is a hunger
inside those who take.
there is forgiveness
inside of anger.
there is a freedom
inside each cell.
there is a sameness
inside of difference.
there is a mother
inside each man.
there is a man
inside each body,
a hint of god
inside each soul.
there is a heart
inside of each man...
a heart seeking heat!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Soul Surfin
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin
More
Soul surfin in the greenroom
When the time is right, youre plant will bloom
Soul surf, drop in and take a ride
Live day to day just to get by
Soul surfin carvin to the bone sittin in the pocket flowin all alone
Soul surf
Soul surfin searchin for a home
Lookin for a girl I can call my own
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin more
You cant lose what you dont got, just look and you will see
So many lost souls wandering through these streets aimlessly
Lifes like a puzzle to me, Im only missing one piece
Soul surfin gonna search for my soul eternally
I know eventually I will find my soul mate
The one I want to go home to every night of every day
But until then Im gonna have fun and play
Keep a smile on my face, I ride this life like a wave
Soul surfin in pretty blue waters
Waitin for the day that I could just call her
Soul surf
Soul surfin Im all by myself
I dont need a girl that cares about wealth
Im soul surfin and searchin for a lady and these fools probably think that Im crazy
I aint shady baby Ill tell it like it is
When you look in my face youll no Im serious
Now its delirious all these funny pretty girls trying to get up in my face and trying to rule
My world
What do you want form me
Im the d-loc
The capital d
What you gets what you see.
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin more-
Soul surfin in the green room when your time is right your plant will bloom soul surfin touchin
Blue skys up high where spirits fly pretty, pretty, pretty were to young to die
song performed by by Kottonmouth Kings
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Convoy of Doubt
Have I sealed my fate?
As I write these words
a wretched burden
overlooks the page.
Have I sealed my fate?
I'm almost wary to
write another word.
Or is it too late?
Have I sealed my fate?
Every word I write
seems to come true,
brought to life in some way.
Have I sealed my fate?
I think I should stop
writing anything,
lest it be profane.
poem by Shalyn Stachmus
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My Love For You
you buried something
deep,
in fact deeper than burying
someone
who died nine days ago,
since you want to forget
and forget
this forever, something that
you lost and would want it lost
and not want
to recover
from a distance i look at you
and shed tears for
what you buried
without much pomp of a ceremony
i pity
what cruelty you have to yourself
i bring a flower
for that which was buried and lost
it is something that i always
cherish and
remember with all the gladness of my heart
with all the gentleness of my soul
my love for you
deep in the layers of time
buried
still blooms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ode to the Modern Work-Man
O, wretched modern work-man
The years, they pass you by
Everything you believe
Is nothing but a lie.
O, wretched modern work-man
From your neckties to your socks
You’re nothing but a slave
To pictures in a box.
O, wretched modern work-man
You live for the Public Eye
Your life is but a parody
Whose foundation is a lie.
O, wretched modern work-man
You strive, and save, and yearn
To keep up with the Kamaus
Spending more than you earn.
O, wretched modern work-man
You’re nothing but a slave
Your dreams are dead and buried
Lying in a shallow grave.
O, wretched modern work-man
You strangled your own dreams
You smothered your own happiness
Your hand stifled its screams.
O, wretched modern work-man
For the camera so aesthetic
Beneath the plastic smile
You’re pitiful and pathetic.
O, wretched modern work-man
You work yourself half to death
Chasing pounds and shillings
To swell another’s wealth.
O, wretched modern work-man
You lived your whole life as a show
Yet the only Watcher who mattered
Didn’t like what He saw.
O, wretched modern work-man
When you finally died
Your surname, and hospital bill
Were all you left behind…
Friction
I crave that touch
The friction
When the light outside
Dims
I desire your warmth next to me
The friction
I need the constant tugging and pulling
The forever playful fighting
The friction
So so damn close
I want it but pull away.
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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Fields Of The Brave
Sometimes I close my eyes
And picture the plains
I see Buffalo Bill and the Iroquois
Riding again
Open skies, fertile ground
This was heaven on earth
That they found
We got what they gave
By their God we were saved
They were humble not depraved
These streets were afraid of
Once were the fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
Where a Chevrolet rusts
By a closed shopping mall
Can you see through the dust
Where the brave ones stood tall
Buried deep where they fell
They live on in the stories we tell
They got what they gave
By their God they were saved
And I say this as I pray
I cant help but dream of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
After all this time
And the struggles in between
We stand next in line
With the chance we can build on their dreams
In the
Fields of the brave
Fields of the brave
We got what they gave
In the fields of the brave
Let their spirits be saved
And I pray this on their graves
Therell be a return of
The days these were fields of the brave
The fields of the brave
song performed by by Styx
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My Way Home
I will give it all
We've all been down the dusty road trying to see around the bend
In search of something
Lots of faces different places, emptiness had settled in
And then I saw him
I'm the lover of your soul
Deep inside this man that I know
Vision picture perfect world as you focus in the lens
Fairy tale begins
I'm so happy that I found you
I just wanna break down and cry and laugh and hug and kiss
I'm the lover of your soul
Deep inside the man that I know
I will give it all and let go
Through his eyes I find my way home
He can take me to heaven
That's why I need him, and I want him
That's no one I'll ever love, no other can touch him
I will promise you with all I am
I'm the lover of your soul
Deep inside this man that I know
I will give it all and let go
Through his eyes I'll find my way home
I will find my way
I will find my way
I will give it all
I'm the lover of your soul
Deep inside this man that I know
I will give it all and let go
(go go go go)
I will give it all and let go
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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The Despair
Beneath this gloomy shade,
By Nature only for my sorrows made,
I'll spend this voyce in crys,
In tears I'll waste these eyes
By Love so vainly fed;
So Lust of old the Deluge punished.
Ah wretched youth! said I,
'Ah, wretched youth!' twice did I sadly cry:
'Ah, wretched youth!' the fields and floods reply.
When thoughts of Love I entertain,
I meet no words but 'Never,' and 'In vain.'
'Never' alas that dreadful name
Which fuels the infernal flame:
'Never,' My time to come must waste;
'In vain,' torments the present and the past.
'In vain, in vain!' said I;
'In vain, in vain!' twice did I sadly cry;
'In vain, in vain!' the fields and floods reply.
No more shall fields or floods do so;
For I to shades more dark and silent go:
All this world's noise appears to me
A dull ill-acted comedy:
No comfort to my wounded sight,
In the suns busy and imperti'nent Light.
Then down I laid my head;
Down on cold earth; and for a while was dead,
And my freed soul to a strange somewhere fled.
'Ah, sottish Soul' said I,
When back to its cage again I saw it fly;
'Fool to resume her broken chain!
And row her galley here again!'
'Fool, to that body to return
Where it condemn'd and destin'd is to burn!
Once dead, how can it be,
Death should a thing so pleasant seem to thee,
That thou should'st come to live it o're again in me?'
poem by Abraham Cowley
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Soul Deep
(thompson)
Well darlin I dont know much
But I know I learned so much
My life depends on your touch
For my love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river running soul deep
Id put myself to death for ya
Just to show I adore ya
Nothin I wouldnt do for ya
Cause my love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river
All I ever really want to be
Depends on your love for me
Baby believe me
If you should leave me
Id be nothing but an empty shell
And you know darn well I can tell though
And all I ever really want to be
Depends on your love for me
Baby believe me
If you should leave me
Id be nothing but an empty shell
You know darn well I can tell though
Well I dont know much
But I know I learned so much
My live depends on your touch
For my love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Its too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river running soul deep
My love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Its too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river running soul deep
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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We Was An Accident
(3/3/12)
We was an accident - like two cars in a crash
Our lives were tossed, turned upside down, trashed
We were the remains of life s destructive path.
We no longer had value or worth
And it seemed like it was that way since birth
We was like old pieces of furniture
Used, abused, and broken in two
What more could we do.
All the people saw was the outer frame
But could not see what the inside contained
They could not see the strength and beauty
That lied within- and the outer beauty
That once had been.
Their eyes only saw what their minds perceived
It to be -and did not see the reality.
They could not see the hurt or pain
That we held so deep inside
To the point that we would cry.
Like the oceans that hide their mysteries
There is so much that you do not see.
We have treasures buried in our soul
That once it's shown - you want to hold.
We are the inner you that has longed to be free
But was chained up deep inside
Cowering in dark corners where you would hide.
Now you are free to explore the inner soul
And find that your life you can control.
Break the chains that have bound you for so long
And let your heart sing and rejoice in your new found self
For in this world there's no one else
poem by Louis Rams
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Field Of Joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i touch the leaves that touch the sky
just you and i through fields of joy
all trouble slowly fades away
slowly slowly fades away
i hold your hand inside my hand
across the land through fields of joy
the sound of music that we hear
the blend of colors throug the air
all cities, mountains disappear from view
all truth and beauty near to me and you
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
the fields of joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i know our love will never die
just you and i
through fields of joy
through fields of joy
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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A Crier At Hora
A crier, dripping and dripping
A crier at Hora
Tears of bees overflow the bucket
And rivers over popular at Hora
And lead to the elephant water body
Arms in akimble and legs
Falling from heaven like snow
Oh, why? why? why? why?
Wretched and wretched at Hora
And feeling very doodling sorry
And tears are cooking bread
And that nose says yes
Yes my slippery road at hora
And the face adorned with ridges
And so huge that sparks inside Hora
The essence, at Hora?
Is folded and rolled
In this crier's memory at Hora
poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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Lodeur Animale
Feel the need to wonder
Inside
Fulfill your basic needs
Deep inside
We wander by the lake of tears
And smell the odor of our fear
Inside
Deep inside
All these creepy things crawling
Deep inside
Feel the urge to grow
Inside
Our world is covered with clouds
Deep inside
We wander by our ocean of tears
We try to hide our frozen fear
Inside
Deep inside
All these creepy things crawling
Deep inside
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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There Are Very Huge Stars
There are very huge stars
Inside of my heart
Because inside of my heart there is a huge sky
Which is perfect for that huge sky
poem by Aldo Kraas
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To Live You Must Forgive
A man that has the power
To take a living breathing soul
Leaves you lonely, barren and bare
That eats away at your soul
You know not how to handle
The agony you feel
So you bury it deep down inside
Thinking you'll never live or feel
The years go pass and hidden
The agony and pain
It turns into hatred
That breaths darkness in your soul
When consumed with this hatred
Life becomes a living hell
You believe you're unable
To live and breathe again
So living like a zombie
You live from day to day
Barely surviving a life you hate to live
Consumes you everyday
But then you’re told to live once more
You need to forgive the wrong been done
At first you think is this joke
To forgive the man that buried my soul
That fateful day so long ago
At first you deny the truth
Still carrying hatred deep within
Then finally you realize
To live you must forgive
poem by Kaila George
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So, these political activities will create friction in and of themselves, and in this environment of friction there'll be additional violence.
quote by John Abizaid
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Heaven's Own Light
She's so dark and mysterious
it keeps me dazed and curious
she has a soul that you can see shine
as bright as heaven's own light
But theirs a feeling buried deep inside
her world frayed and torn
yesterday, she can't hide
beatened in the sun
thinks her body is scorn
as her world came undone
But I only want to make her mine
if only I could make her turn around
I know I would never let her down
something about her stole my heart
she whispers to me in my sleep
and now I'm in too deep
I felt what was inside you
tasted the hurt on your lips
as you kept from falling apart
I'm stuck here in a delusion
my head so full of confusion
longing for one single kiss
trapped in my own bliss
I felt all of your pain
seen just who you are
lost in some deep, dark space
you carry a lonely scar
in some forgotten place
where angels only sing at night
and the days only rain
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Buried By Haiku
I'm here
amongst the huge pile of haiku.
Can you see me?
I hope you do.
I've been buried here
and I don't know what to do.
Each time I post a poem..
it gets buried by haiku! !
Down in the deep water..
Down in the deep water
By the edge of the river
Where I ponder my life
Just how did I get to this
Down in the deep water
By the edge of the river
Where the waterfall of dreams
Sweeps away what’s left to the abyss
Down in the deep water
By the edge of the river
Where time stands still
just only forever.
Down in the deep water
By the edge of the river
Where I buried all
That was ever my childhood
Where I let it go,
Where it bends and meanders,
Twisting along as the years went past.
Seemingly calm, but screaming beneath the surface
Were its hidden whirlpools, a sweeping current
Down in the deep water,
I left the edge of the river,
As I looked down
For my soul at the bottom.
Deep in the deep water
Swept away by the river
I drowned in life,
......Sinking forever.
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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