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I Still Want!

i think forever is a lie!
perhaps the opium of the desolate!
i am drunk on the tiny moments of now,
that left scars that whisper in the darkness.
i spend too much time with the dead,
but, they know the value of life!
i follow the scent of feet long parted,
and pee at every point of journey!
damnit, i cant pretend!
i still want! i still want!
when the soul becomes a man,
and becomes a prisoner of the heart

poem by Eric Cockrell
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On A Distant Hill!

lover...
broken heart,
you undress painfully,
evolving from soul to self.
turn away from the window,
the moonlight will follow...
to find your breasts weeping,
and the shadows in your void.
tender eyes almost afraid,
to give the only gift
you have left...
you cross the bridge trembling,
your scent hangs in the air.
redeeming the given in given,
the tiny box on the dresser.
i will wrap you forever
in the light hidden in darkness.
your heart the bell,
mine the shell holding echo.
i kiss your feet with desire
while the wolves howl
on a distant hill!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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There is no sense following me

i am going to a place
i do not really know what and where it is
i have fears and so i talk to the grass
to pretend that i have someone to lean upon

some people mention about a resting place
there
but i cannot really imagine what rest is all about
i may have so much of this and that
here
and i cannot really relate well

what is that
somewhere

i like to say that i like it here but someone tells
that this is not the place meant to be
all fingers point there
and all thoughts think that it must be there

if i sit a little longer the eyes of my father stare at me
he says if i do that i will be his lifetime failure

those long dead give me dreams to walk and take the long journey
back home where they are preoccupied with waiting

i like it here my heart speaks trying to dominate this conversation
the mouth wants to inser what it has long wanted to say

and then you arrive and wait under a tree
you say you will follow me that you will always be nearer to me

i rise from the grass and then my feet take the faster pace
this time

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Journey of Life

We are all on our way on a journey
Each has a destiny to follow
Should be without being phoney

There is no way to get out of the lessons of life,
Must follow our own feeling
To play the game from the heart without any strife.

Some tries to be goody-goody, but fights against everything,
Making their life full with problems
Sickness, tragic and suffering.

Just follow your feelings and know life is just a dream,
If you choose kindness or turn out as a bad guy
Either way you get back what you sow
But time will pass as a gleam.

However, when one understands who he/she is
Life become a happy journey
With peace, contentment and no more unsolved crisis.

Young, middle aged and old are just illusions in time
The soul lives forever
We are just players on the stage, playing out our own line.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Your Scent

Your scent encases me
My second skin
It permeates everything
All at once satiating
While leaving me hungering for more
Leaving me open
Right down to my very core

Your scent encases me
Driving out the demons of memory
For new paths to be formed
Along their wake
Cementing new paintings in place
Ignoring the gossamer wings of time
So easily torn

Your scent encases me
My every breath waiting
To be set free
Time obliging, abiding
My whim
To be within your breath
Within your arms
Surrounded by the trail of your secret, your soul

Your scent encases me
Holding fast their silken bonds
And, oh rapture
To be held by such luxurious tethers
Held fast to your lust, your need
Only matched by the flames within my breast
The fires that only moments ago were mere embers
Slowly, your breath on my skin, your scent in my hair, come to life

Your scent encases me
I am left in darkness
No light does penetrate
My only salvation, your whispered words
I follow those sounds, those wisps of pure lust
My every breath taking in sweet passion
Your passion, my passion, our passion, as one we are once more.

poem by Joy Vanderhelm
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Lonely moments (A song)

Don’t know why!
It happens with life

When intimate is not,
Suddenly the heart
Remembers past events,
The small-small incidents;
Don’t know why!

Her smile, her style,
Her talk and her whisper
Her sudden knock
Her all moments, I still remember
Don’t know why!

Those unknown moments,
Passed back with time;
Changing colours of life,
Disturbing heart of mine;
Don’t know why!

Same is path, Same is journey
But partner Is not with me,
Looking for her, here & there
Lonely moments, no one to share.
Don’t know why!
It happens with life.

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Follow the water

Follow the water
That follows the divine offering
Follow the womb that follows
The birth of a beautiful thing seen
Follow the dead body placed
Behind the place of purification
Follow the beatified soul
That will freely guide you
Follow the avengers of
Dead black sons gone soon
Follow the existence
Of your body and soul
The double make of you
Follow, follow, and follow
Where the poets go
Alone the lease traveled road
Follow the midnight cat hunting the darkness
It knows not where it goes put is up for the going
There is an adventure there
Follow the children concern with fighting
Impotent children of revolt against their own
Follow the justice slow to fill in Americus
Follow the battles of the black man
Follow the news of the pillars
Of given devotion in a famish year
Follow the two arms of the scale
That will reckon the weight of your sins in your life time
Follow the wickedness of the looker on
Who will do nothing to upset the cart of racism
And thwart all our enemies that rot the American soul
Follow the male love that in time will prevail
Against the selfish instruments of those who hate
Follow the followers who follow this poem.

poem by David E. Patton
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Throughout My Youth

I will love you throughout my youth
And through the time that I am old and gray
I will love you and only you,
And that will be my words on my dying day.
You are all that I have ever loved
You are all that I held and kissed as I think,
And if I could live this life with only you,
I would live it in a moments wink.

I will love you throughout my life
From everyday that I think I look or I say,
Without you I would not want to live,
I love you more and more everyday.
You are the beat that beats in my heart
You are the smile that lights my brain
You are the rainbow in my soul and heart
You show me the sun when my soul wants to rain.

I will love you forever
And when I have gone and parted your side
Then up in heaven I will be so sad
I will be crying as though forever with no tears to hide.
I love you more than you could ever feel
I need you more than you could ever know
Inside my soul and body there's only been you
My love for you has been deeply sewed.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Silhouette of my soul

The dark mountain behind me looks so different
For every time I look it’s changed
My soul has the same identity
For when I think I have finally got it under control
The silhouette changes

The mountain starts it day dark with a siloute that defines it
My soul is always in dark
The mountain gets more defined as sun comes up
My soul is always dark
The mountain end up dark again
The silhouette changes

My soul starts it day
Always hung-over from last days confusing silhouettes
so I begin clawing my way out of the deep hole
Even in sleep my soul is confusing
I dream about things that always seem in the dark

Then one of my silhouettes comes up and shines all the darkness away
Bring a smile to day that started with a mountain of undefined silhouettes
I can hold this in place as long as I need it, because I do…always
So when the darkness approaches to make the mountain undefined
It silhouette lost again my silhouette of counterfeit dies a death everyday
In comes the dark

Drunk again with so many silhouettes of my soul that want to be
I fall down under my mountain of darkness in a silhouette
My soul surrounded by light, but the face of my soul in the dark
Hidden the truth of what all these moments mean
So I pass out drunk on confusion for the next day will be the same

The silhouette of my soul

poem by John Doe
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Witchcraft

At sunrise I know that we have parted
and that you now have someone else
and it feels perverse
that you now love someone else more than me

and for years I am enchanted
maybe through my whole life something is left
of you beating in side of me
and still something of that love is lasting,
although I have lost you

and sometimes when darkness sneaks up on me,
when I am alone and your image sneaks into my dreams
I want to ask you to leave and to bewitch someone else

and no person can forever stay single
as time goes on, with passing years
and vainly I hope
to have you again

but have decided to expel this sorcery
your whole soul, your face and body,
to open my heart to someone else
and to write her name on my soul

but every time that I have someone, you rise from the ashes
as if this bewitchment gets new life
blowing the flames up again

and to me it stays sorcery.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Forever Lost

lost in a maze of emotions
nowhere to go in that labyrynth of isolation
eyes turning round and around
the clock gets tired and the moonbeams drowse
a soul was destined to go astray
in a world unknown for love
..gone were all the moments
of happiness in heaven gone wild
and the feet crumbled on blood stained
winding road that point to nowhewre
a heart was shattered broken crying for
another love? but no hands extended..
there were just moans and wailings from beyond
coming from dead stars and galaxies that were long ago gone
to oblivion and unwanted memories of
a love gone sour..
there was an
explosion of muted silence and war began
between the mind and the heart..
another man was lost
and footprints on the sands of time
were washed away by ravaging waves
of life..of love
unknown to an uncaring soul
lost and will never be found
in a crazy world of imaginations,
where hearts never known what love is is all about
..forever lost..

poem by Villiamor Calventas
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The Junction

The ways…

They are getting clearer.
The moments are suggesting,
you go on
without looking back.

My mind says,
follow me…
I'll guide you
through the darkness.
I'll show you
the way to succes.

My heart says,
follow me instead…
I'll give you
happiness.

I ask myself
Doesn't success bring
happiness?
Doesn't money bring you
happiness?

Isn't it the way,
the right way to proceed?
To lead yourself through?

There was one time…
A time,
when it was
so simple.

It was clear then…

But now,
it's a mere blur.
Blur of so much ways…
A junction.

I must choose…
Before I continue,
my journey,
An expedition,
through unknown depths…

A journey,
through my mind.

poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana
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Life And Time

if life is a book, then time is pen--writing pages of life journey;
if life is a piece of white paper, then time is color--painting more colorful life journey;
if life is a long river, then time is surging waves--pushing forward of life journey;
if life is a tree, then time is pieces of green leaves--enriching life journey;
if life is a door, then time is just the key--opening new start of life journey;
if life is a cup of coffee, then time is a bag of condiments--flavoring into life journey;
if life is a scene of tv play, then time is nameless leading role in it--performing its own speical and unique life journey;
if life is a oil painting, then time is its palette--rendering life journey;
if life is a fast horse, then time is its running greenland--carrying load of life journey;
if life is a greenland, then time is spring rain--moisturing nutrition of life journey
...........

this is ur own life, a life which only belong to ur own, ur sepcial and unique one.......

poem by Flying Heart
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Let Not

let not the tears in your eyes
be of my death my love ones
but of words left unsaid
stuff left undone
and love left unportraied

let not those simple i love you's
go to waste cause life is short
and allow not the brewing war
to put a damp on your smile
but may it spark a revolution
for a growing civilization

let not the scars on the body
be the wounds on your heart
for it what hurt the soul we should
worry about as the pysical wound
heal with time as the mental scars
last a life time

poem by Robert Roberts
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Miracle Man!

Miracle Man!
Since the time
You’ve come into my life
The wonders of the world
Are all happening to me!

I feel wonderful
In your blessed
Camaraderie!
You are God’s Blessing
To me…for me…on me.

I love you, Miracle Man!
I love the way you fill my life
With wondrous surprises!

You are the breeze ~
Whispering into my ears
Like a long summer song,
The sweetness of which
Is the succulent nectar in you.

You are the winter sun :)
Embracing me like a halo
In moments of darkness.

You are the light, you are the path
I wish to follow…for it leads me
To the end of my life’s longing
For a soul-mate.

Yes, Miracle Man!
You are my soul’s mate.
My soul has found its
Friend in you forever.
And it tells you
How very much
I am in love with you.

Truly! Madly! Deeply!
Abundantly! Boundlessly!

Like the heavenly showers
Of the gargantuan cosmos,
A galaxy of love I feel for you.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Diamonds

what am i running from?
do my feet betray my thoughts?
i have smelled the scent of the Beloved,
my eyes fixed upon her hem.
and day itself undresses,
without guilt or hesitation.
what has been the night has fallen,
like leaves beneath my feet.
beauty oozes and explodes,
into tiny simple things.
love drives the nail and pants the deer,
stamping by the fence rail.
i want to touch i cannot deny,
and will sacrifice all else.
to feel her skin against my soul,
leaving scars that glow like diamonds.

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Spontaneous Electricity (The Journey)

every time i reach what i think
is the end of my road... something
happens...
storms come, destroying everything
behind me. the moon comes out, and
i find another fork in the path.
voices whisper, and tell me it's
going to be all right... just keep
walking...
i find i own nothing, not even the
clothes on my back... my memories,
merely twigs for the fire.
and what i thought i knew, no more
than tiny sparks in the darkness...
so letting go, i move on...
tired, and weary, too often alone...
i want to pray, but keep looking inward.
i stop to rest, and look up... that same
star from long ago... my spirit humming,
i rise up and go...
tonite, tomorrow, perhaps the end is near,
perhaps far... and i've come to know...
that life is but the journey!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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My Little World

1 2 3 4.
1 2 3 4.
Little boy up in (? )...
Thats left behind to sin.
Moving like a camera I can watch you on my screen.
Fall into a shadow world inside of me.
Hidden like a treasure.
Secrets in my scene.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Ah, you can follow me.
Scream inside.
Whisper.
Picture in a dream.
You can talk to me and we can talk forever.
I could take you to the doorway and I can give you the way, the key.
No one here can see you, no one here but me.
Fall into our shadow, theres another world in me.
And youre invited.
And youre invited.
In the little world I make with all the little things I take...
A million ways to pass the time, in this little world of mine.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow you can follow you can follow follow follow follow follow.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
Secrets in this world.
Picture in a dream.
No one here can see you, no one here but me.
And you can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow.
In the little world I make with all the little things I take...
A million ways to pass the time, in this little world of mine.
You can follow me, follow me.
You can follow me.
Oh, you can follow.
You can follow me. follow me.
You can follow me. follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
You can follow me.
Where are we going?
You can follow me.
But where are we going?
You can follow me.
Where do you wanna go?
You can follow me.
Ok.

song performed by by Blondie
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Spirtual Ethics

'To take the life of self or another'
Never again a journey with sister or brother.

'To be the instigator of physical or mental pain'
A journey as the receiver of the act; time and time again.

'Those who cheat, lie or steal'
A journey of darkness never to see or reveal.

'The abusers of the earthly phsycial form'
A journey when they wished they were never born.

'Those who do not share their earthly treasure'
A journey spent in waiting in a time they cannot measure.

'Those who do wrong and believe it is right'
A long, long journey to see a heavenly sight.

'Those who misuse the gift of power'
A journey that will include an eternal hour.

'Those who fail to give thanks for the gifts of each'
The jorney delayed until some one can teach.

'Failure to offer free expression to God of a love deep within'
The journey will not contain a door for a new life to begin

04-06-06 Aho Speaks

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