I felt a cleaving in my mind
I felt a cleaving in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
The thought behind I strove to join
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Dust behind I strove to join
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The Dust behind I strove to join
Unto the Disk before—
But Sequence ravelled out of Sound
Like Balls upon a Floor—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Against the Weave
The Crack of Dawn
Rent the sky’s heavy grey winter greatcoat
From seam to boring seam,
Tore it the hard way:
Against the weave,
For all the world as if
God were revisiting His moment
Of Temple-curtain-tearing violence.
Now, as then,
Few people pondered
The sight or its significance
As day drilled down,
Linear and bright,
Upon the quick and the dead alike.
The Heavens opened
And for once it wasn’t rain
But light, streaming like stair-rods,
Breaking all the Torah
Of simile and metaphor.
poem by Tony Jolley
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A lady is smarter than a gentleman, maybe, she can sew a fine seam, she can have a baby, she can use her intuition instead of her brain, but she can't fold a paper in a crowded train.
quote by Phyllis McGinley
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Romeo & Rebecca
romeo & rebecca
Walking through the grass
Another blade next to you from the ground
As the wind does pass
I notice as you feel the breath of my shout
Your words are kind
The kind that repeatedly say no
But that's alright
I'm older than you so i've got time
What have you said, reach out your hand
There's a black shadow on my wall
But as i look into my mind
I can see that girls are a waste of time
We've all seen the bridge
A broken seam and a girl on one side
You think your words will work
They only work when you lay down and close your eyes
I thought of all the lines
All the right ones used at all the wrong times
But that's alright
Depression's just a sarcastic state of mind
What have you said, reach out your hand
There's a black shadow on my wall
But as i look into my mind
I can see that girls are a waste of time
I don't want to live alone
I don't want to live in
My broken dreams of you
I don't want to live alone in
My broken dreams of you
I don't want to live alone in
My broken dreams of you
song performed by by Blink 182
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Samiel
Samiel, Sam, me, am, ale, meal, Mali;
This hunger!
This pain,
Sea, seam!
I invested my trust in you;
Pose, repose!
Like a log of wood;
Samiel, Ali, sea, lie, lies, lame, seam;
Drowse, drowsy!
Very soft,
Easy-to-find location;
Fresh vegetables! !
Samiel, mail, same, male, seal, aim;
Mail, male!
Primary,
Preliminary,
Easy-to-find location;
With the help of Samiel your friend.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Romeo Rebecca
Romeo & rebecca
Walking through the grass
Another blade next to you from the ground
As the wind does pass
I notice as you feel the breath of my shout
Your words are kind
The kind that repeatedly say no
But thats alright
Im older than you so Ive got time
What have you said, reach out your hand
Theres a black shadow on my wall
But as I look into my mind
I can see that girls are a waste of time
Weve all seen the bridge
A broken seam and a girl on one side
You think your words will work
They only work when you lay down and close your eyes
I thought of all the lines
All the right ones used at all the wrong times
But thats alright
Depressions just a sarcastic state of mind
What have you said, reach out your hand
Theres a black shadow on my wall
But as I look into my mind
I can see that girls are a waste of time
I dont want to live alone
I dont want to live in
My broken dreams of you
I dont want to live alone in
My broken dreams of you
I dont want to live alone in
My broken dreams of you
song performed by by Blink 182
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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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Loves About To Change My Heart
I never needed someone
cos I always led a life of my own
Never waited for the ring of the phone
Never had anyone here
When I got home
But loves about to change my heart
Im waiting for the doorbell to chime
When I always lived one day at a time
I thought that I was getting on fine
Never felt I was alone
til you change your mind
Loves about to change my heart
Could a day be so long
When I always felt secure and so strong
And all the time as I went along
Never thought I would desire
So much to belong
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change my heart, ooh
Never ever thought the sky was so blue
Never ever thought Id feel so new
Always thought Id know what to do
But I guess I wasnt counting on you
What did I know
I always felt so much on control
I thought Id make it all on my own
Never thought I would forget
All I have known
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change, change, change
My heart...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Big Britches
Too big for those big britches...
At the seam they're seen to rip.
No sewing them will masquerade,
The thickness of your hips.
You're too big for those big britches.
Do you care with me to switch?
I'd like to try them on to see,
IF on me they will fit.
I've had my eye on those big britches,
Ever since I was a kid.
I know just how to wear them and stand tall.
I've had my eye on those big britches.
And all you did in them was sit.
Stretching them with a lazy way you crave.
Too big for those big britches...
At the seam they're seen to rip.
No sewing them will masquerade,
The thickness of your hips.
You're too big for those big britches.
Do you care with me to switch?
I'd like to try them on to see,
IF on me they will fit.
You're too big for those big britches.
And on me there's a better fit!
You're too big for those big britches.
And on me they will fit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Song of the Shirt
The Song of the Shirt
With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat, in unwomanly rags,
Plying her needle and thread--
Stitch! stitch! stitch!
In poverty, hunger, and dirt,
And still with a voice of dolorous pitch
She sang the "Song of the Shirt."
"Work! work! work!
While the cock is crowing aloof!
And work — work — work,
Till the stars shine through the roof!
It's Oh! to be a slave
Along with the barbarous Turk,
Where woman has never a soul to save,
If this is Christian work!
"Work — work — work
Till the brain begins to swim;
Work — work — work
Till the eyes are heavy and dim!
Seam, and gusset, and band,
Band, and gusset, and seam,
Till over the buttons I fall asleep,
And sew them on in a dream!
"Oh, Men, with Sisters dear!
Oh, Men, with Mothers and Wives!
It is not linen you're wearing out,
But human creatures' lives!
Stitch — stitch — stitch,
In poverty, hunger, and dirt,
Sewing at once with a double thread,
A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
But why do I talk of Death?
That Phantom of grisly bone,
I hardly fear its terrible shape,
It seems so like my own —
It seems so like my own,
Because of the fasts I keep;
Oh, God! that bread should be so dear,
And flesh and blood so cheap!
"Work — work — work!
My Labour never flags;
And what are its wages? A bed of straw,
A crust of bread — and rags.
That shatter'd roof — and this naked floor —
A table — a broken chair —
And a wall so blank, my shadow I thank
For sometimes falling there!
"Work — work — work!
From weary chime to chime,
Work — work — work!
As prisoners work for crime!
Band, and gusset, and seam,
Seam, and gusset, and band,
Till the heart is sick, and the brain benumb'd,
As well as the weary hand.
"Work — work — work,
In the dull December light,
And work — work — work,
When the weather is warm and bright —
While underneath the eaves
The brooding swallows cling
As if to show me their sunny backs
And twit me with the spring.
Oh! but to breathe the breath
Of the cowslip and primrose sweet —
With the sky above my head,
And the grass beneath my feet
For only one short hour
To feel as I used to feel,
Before I knew the woes of want
And the walk that costs a meal!
Oh! but for one short hour!
A respite however brief!
No blessed leisure for Love or Hope,
But only time for Grief!
A little weeping would ease my heart,
But in their briny bed
My tears must stop, for every drop
Hinders needle and thread!"
With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
Plying her needle and thread —
Stitch! stitch! stitch!
In poverty, hunger, and dirt,
And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, —
Would that its tone could reach the Rich! —
She sang this "Song of the Shirt!"
poem by Thomas Hood
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Had Thought
I had once thought about killing
But no-one could I ever kill,
I had once thought about robbing
But from no-one could I ever steal,
I had once thought about cheating
But to a love I could never cheat
I had once thought about lying
But to no-one could I cause deceit,
I had once thought about my death
But I did not want to die
I once thought about depression
But no longer did I want want to cry
I once thought about using
But no one could I ever use
I had once thought about abusing
But then to no-one could I ever abuse.
In my life I had these thoughts
As they would entered into my brain
But when they entered into my soul
From them all I did refrain.
I know what's right from wrong
And that truth can or will never change
Excuses instead of truth cannot be accepted
And sins cannot change their name.
Those ideals will still enter into my mind
Especially when temptation I had sought
But I will stay a virtuos and truthful man
When it comes to sins and lies, I too had thought.
poem by Randy McClave
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The Meaning of Sight
These old eye-balls only know what they have seen,
dreams at night, and in the the daytime,
daydreams, so many times,
expectations unfulfilled.
These old eye-balls only know what they have seen,
too many things within a life,
too much left, when more was needed,
and it never was delivered.
These old eye-balls only know what they have seen,
as the epic left the thought of what it means,
upon the thinking and wishing of the hoping,
upon the losses of the winners desperate scenes.
These old eye-balls end up losing light today,
but, at least they sent the messages to thoughts,
and those remain there in the mind,
where almost anyone can find,
the extra - special meaning that they brought.
poem by Barry Van Allen
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The Thought Of You
It actually frightens me
The though of you
Because there are countless things
That it can make me do
The thought of you can make my heart race
It can leave me restless at night
Can make me fidgety to the point where I pace
The thought of you can leave me buzzing with an unknown high
It can form a pit in my stomach
And can leave me love sick and sighing
The thought of you above all other thoughts in my mind shines
It can send shivers down my spine
And make me long for you to be mine
The thought of you can take my breath away
The thought of you from my mind never really strays
But even though the thought of you can send me flying sky high
I'm not gonna lie
I haven't forgotten my heartaching past
Which is why part of me hopes this infatuation doesn't last
But until the thought of you finally fades away
I guess I'll enjoy it
After all
Who knows how long the thought of you will be here to stay
poem by Tiger Lily Love
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The castle built
You had left me.
I felt quite sad.
It gave me pleasure yet
That I would live in your thought.
Now if you treat me
Like a left-over
My sorrow will go;
With that does my pain.
Also with it, my pleasure.
And you, too, from my brain.
You will have no pleasure
Of captivating me any more
Castles built
Will be split.
04.10.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There is no seam between my songs and myself-they really are me. It's not like I'm performing; I'm just singing stuff that I really believe.
quote by David Friedman
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You Made Me Find Myself
Bet you thought my world was over
Bet you thought I'd crash and burn
You thought I'd never
Pick myself up off the floor
But baby you were wrong
Just like before
I used to breathe you
I used to need you
I used to hang on every word that you say
It used to please you
To try to make me someone else
And I thank you from
My heart for your help
'Cause you made me find myself
I used to think if I surrendered
I'd be the perfect one for you
But I swear I can't remember
song performed by by Tina Arena from Just Me
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Conquered
I thought of you as I often do.
I thought of you, and my heart broke in two.
I've tried to change; I promise I have.
But my love stayed the same. I'm sorry for that.
You've invaded my mind- without my having fought.
Without even trying, you've conquered my thoughts.
I've lost this war; it took so long to see.
What is felt for you, is not felt for me.
poem by J.R. Tinoco
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The Blues
All the love in the world couldn't save you
All the innocence inside
You know I tried so hard to make you
To make you change your mind
And it hurts too much to see you
And how you left yourself behind
You know I didn't want to be you
Now there's a hell I can't describe
So now I wander through my day
Trying to find my way
Still these feelings that I felt
I said to you and no one else
And no it's not going to change
I know it's gone, still I'm used
And that's nice to hang on someone
A change that's bittersweet
That's called the blues
Don't know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
You know it's what you planned, this much is true
What I thought was beautiful don't live inside of you anymore
I don't know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
You know it's what you planned, this much is true
What I thought was beautiful don't live inside of you anymore
What this means to me
The more I know you believe
What I thought was you now
Has got more that it changed on you
What I thought was true
The more that I might know is you
What I thought was you
Is only memories, distant
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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The Star outside my window
It was late
I couldn't sleep
The moon lit night was seaping through my window seam
i quietly rolled over on my tummy
as i gazed out at the starry night
i felt so small and weak looking at the millions of stars
just then one star caught my eyes
It was the biggest most spectacular star in the sky
at first i thought it couldn't possibly be a star
i sat still for minutes staring at it
it didn't move
not once
so i closed my eyes in the dead of night
and carefully made my wish to the star outside my fogged up window
i layed back down my eyes blinking shut
a smile on my face
i fell asleep with the sweet though that it might actually come true
that star still shines outside my window every night
my wish never came true
poem by Deja Noelle Rupp
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