The Signature Of Angels...
he said:
'you are a wretched man,
and bound for hell.
for you are not a disciple
of our creed...
i cannot pray for you,
you wear the mark of Cain! '
i smiled, and replied:
'ah, but i read the scriptures
of the human heart,
written by the indelible hands
of passion and time.
i lift in prayer the sweat and the tears
of hungry souls struggling to survive.
i sing the hymns of the naked body,
my offering, myself, without restraint.
if i be wretched,
then stoke the fires!
the mark on my forehead,
tis the signature of angels! '
poem by Eric Cockrell
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If You Need Scriptures....
if you need scriptures,
read the scriptures written
on the walls of your soul!
read the scriptures written
in trees, in rocks, in rivers.
read the scriptures written
in the broken alley.
in the homeless man's eyes,
in the addict's desperation,
in the shuffle of jobless feet.
in the cry of the newborn baby,
in the lovers moan of fulfillment,
the scriptures written
in the sweet darkness of night,
in the jail cell,
in the picket line,
in the monk who sets himself
on fire for freedom and justice,
in all the colors of equality...
in the hungry child's hand reaching out...
read them, know them, be them!
life testifies to the living!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Poet's Job
the poet's job
is to question
that which cannot
be questioned!
to defy that which
cannot be defied!
to tear down the veil
that covers the stench
of the raw and the real!
to break down the walls
that seperate human beings.
to refuse to follow....
for the sake of following.
to name the names
of the nameless aloud!
to stand naked, and pray
with an honest heart.
to stoke the fires of resistance
with a passion that illumines
the darkest of nights....
the poet's job... to be human!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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If you make a habit of sincere prayer, your life will be very noticeably and profoundly altered. Prayer stamps with its indelible mark our actions and demeanor. A tranquility of bearing, a facial and bodily repose, are observed in those whose inner lives are thus enriched. . . . Properly understood, prayer is a mature activity indispensable to the fullest development of personality . . . . Only in prayer do we achieve that complete and harmonious assembly of body, mind and spirit which gives the frail human reed its unshakable strengths.
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Verses Addressed To Amanda
Ah, urged too late! from beauty's bondage free,
Why did I trust my liberty with thee?
And thou, why didst thou, with inhuman art,
If not resolved to take, seduce my heart?
Yes, yes, you said, for lovers' eyes speak true;
You must have seen how fast my passion grew:
And, when your glances chanced on me to shine,
How my fond soul ecstatic sprung to thine!
But mark me, fair one - what I now declare
Thy deep attention claims and serious care:
It is no common passion fires my breast;
I must be wretched, or I must be blessed!
My woes all other remedy deny;
Or, pitying, give me hope, or bid me die!
poem by James Thomson
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Mysteries And Mayhem
Well I'm trying to tell you about a thing I thought I saw
It came to me in a dream one night
When a voice began to call
I heard my name being summoned as I looked around to see
A hooded judge and jury
There was no mercy there for me
Well I can't make it, I just can't figure it out
This dream is drivin' me crazy
I gotta know what it's all about
The mark is upon me, and the mark of Cain brings fear
A cold wind's blowin' right down my back
I'm runnin, I'm runnin' from a figure that's dressed in black
I think my legs are made out of lead
Cause I'm runnin' but I'm going nowhere
The bad dream is coming closer and closer
I got a feelin' he'll always be there
Forever is a long time to spend in agony
And the demons of confusion have got a place for me
The mark is upon me, and the mark of Cain brings fear
I was tired, so tired of runnin'
I had to turn and look around
I saw eyes that looked right through me
And a voice that made no sound
My body froze and I stood and stared, unearthly face before me
From the depths of a hooded nightmare, I saw what could not be
Mysteries and mayhem from the pinnacle I see
There's no answer when there's no question
The mark of Cain bears hard on me
song performed by by Kansas
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A wretched society
A wretched society-
I don’t sing love;
Instead I chant Krishn.
I don’t play romance;
Instead, I dance as Radha.
A wretched society-
I don’t keep men’s photos;
Instead, I keep their gifts.
I don’t befriend men;
Instead, I visit their wives.
A wretched society-
I don’t move with men;
Instead, I acquaint with cousins.
I don’t seek heroes;
Instead, I frequent seers.
A good daughter, a good sister,
A chaste wife, a good mother,
And a woman of modesty,
I have lived me to my peril.
A wretched society.
04.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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…
Shadows on the Water
Water stretched out before me. A lake of crystals, filled
with overlapping rocks along the bottom. A few jutted out.
One could only guess what lay beneath them, but I did not worry
about what was below me. I did not worry about the Unknown,
for how could I worry about what I did not know was there?
Instead, I worried about the shadows that I cast,
the picture of me that was not me that covered up the world.
I leaped into the water, but my shadow followed me.
I am never alone.
Anywhere I go, I have my mark with me; the mark of darkness.
The mark that everyone has. Like a signature.
A signature that is always there and can be copied with ease.
The sun set as the moon rose. My shadow became less
prominent, and yet it was always there, following me.
poem by Zoe Guillory
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A Dialogue. Lute And Voice
L. Sing, Laura, sing, whilst silent are the sphears,
And all the eyes of Heaven are turn'd to ears.
V. Touch thy dead wood, and make each living tree
Unchain its feet, take arms, and follow thee.
CHORUS.
L. Sing. V. Touch. 0 Touch. L. 0 Sing.
BOTH. It is the souls, souls sole offering.
V. Touch the divinity of thy chords, and make
Each heart string tremble, and each sinew shake.
L. Whilst with your voyce you rarifie the air,
None but an host of angels hover here.
CHORUS. SING, TOUCH, &c.
V. Touch thy soft lute, and in each gentle thread
The lyon and the panther captive lead.
L. Sing, and in heav'n inthrone deposed love,
Whilst angels dance, and fiends in order move.
DOUBLE CHORUS.
What sacred charm may this then be
In harmonie,
That thus can make the angels wild,
The devils mild,
And teach low hell to heav'n to swell,
And the high heav'n to stoop to hell?
poem by Richard Lovelace
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Hot Wretched Coals
Unfurled winds in the bed of desire
Your stars are no longer in my arms
You have gone to the anchors of ideals
Gone past religion
I loved your silk stockings with belts
Your heels with straps like the deep sea
Remember when our bed was moonlight
Remember when theology had passion
Souls are bowls of incense
Change is mortality
We have changed
Passion like a bipolar night
Broken down into a good girl bad girl
Is it wrong for me to want both?
Can you be both?
Can you wet like a sweet whore?
Have you become to pure?
To ideal to saintly
I am wretched
Hot wretched coals
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Only Hope
Theres a sun thats inside of my soul
Its the one that I've tried to light over and over again
I will wake in the end then it goes
Will you sing to me over and over and over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope
Sing to me the song of the stars of your galaxies and singing laughing and laughing again
When it feels like my dreamz are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope
I'm give you my destiny
I'm giving you part of me
I want your sympathy
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my life
I'm giving it all I have
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours I pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now your my only hope
song performed by by Mandy Moore from A Walk To Remember Soundtrack
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Only Hope
There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again
I'm awake in the infinite cold
Would you sing to me over and over and over again?
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope
Sing to me the song of the stars
Of your galaxy dancing and laughing, you're laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope
I gave you my apathy
I'm giving you all of me
I want your symphony
Singing in all that I am
At the top of my lungs
I'm giving it back
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Me And The Sea
do not expect me to wear
a G-string when i decide to take my swim
i always go naked.
I like always to feel the sea
all over my body
i plunge myself
and feel the nakedness of the sea
too
it's water all over me
all around me
naked sea to my naked body
you know how it feels
it feels like the way we do it
you are the sea
and i am a body
you are a body
and i am the sea
so simple and yet
what a bliss
naked, deep, blue, watery
wet, slippery, salty,
sweat mixed with the salt of the sea
two naked bodies
feeling
salt, earth, sand, fire
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Hungry Ghost Festival
human are hungry animals
born with hungry heart
crying out loud
for warmth and tenderness
human are lonely creatures
living with hungry mind
tired
about loneliness and boredom
human are hungry ghosts
starving because
fear and uncertainty
they eat food
they read books
they shop goods
they change looks
they search money
they shape brain
they talk freedom
they hold religion
they hear music
they rule power
they play heart
they fight till limits
they use everything in this world
to fulfill the need
to escape from sorrow and sadness
human are hungry souls
hungry to love and to be loved
the first hunger never gone
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Sonnet: Satanic Souls!
A myriad human souls are seen misled
By evil forces, keeping them in dark,
With conscience dysfunctional or dead,
And satanic influences and mark!
A few strange souls seem working night and day,
And try to dispel darkness of all sorts;
They’re guided by the Maker’s will and way,
And serve to save some hell-bound souls and hearts!
The modern world is turning chaotic;
Yet, goodness will prevail o’er bad on earth,
Though Satan tries to be acrobatic,
And righteous human beings are a dearth.
The Master of the universe is God;
All sinfulness will get His final rod!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2007
poem by John Celes
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Lover's Prayer
For love
For life and eternity
This is my prayer
I pray that our love
Is more than enough
To weather the storm
I pray that you're strong
The nights that I'm gone
And you're home alone
I pray you'll forgive
Whateva I did
That brought you the tears
I pray here right now
As I make this vow
We last through the years
Lover's prayer
When I get down on my knees at night
Lover's prayer
I pray God we gonna be alright
Lover's prayer
With my head down and my hands up high
How I hope he will answer my
Lover's prayer
I pray that the sun
Continues to shine
With all that you do
No matter the bad
No matter how low
you'll make it through
I pray that I'm there
Whateve you want whateva you need
I pray that your heart
Carries apart
song performed by by Joe from Better Days
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The Coming Mark
Although the times may be bleak, it will be worse that final week,
The final week of man’s history, as men presently know and see,
A final corridor of present time, of seven years by God’s design,
That time known as the Tribulation, a time ahead for every nation.
When future things get truly dark, every man shall receive a mark,
A physical mark upon the hand, of every person from every land,
If not on the hand, than instead, the mark will be on the forehead,
That mark issued by Antichrist, who then controls your entire life.
It will be the sign of allegiance to, the Antichrist and all he will do,
That mark is needed to survive, and is mandatory to remain alive,
Required for all, to buy or sell, during a time that’ll seem like Hell,
If that mark, you do not accept, it will be for you, a certain death.
With The Church raptured and gone, Satan’s plan will continue on,
A day’s wages for a loaf of bread, filling men with fear and dread,
With the economy beyond repair, all men’s hearts fill with despair,
As he institutes his own authority, denouncing the God of Eternity.
All of this calls for God’s wisdom, to be aware of Perdition’s Son,
As dark shadows we begin to see, throughout our world politically,
Leading all to a Great Tribulation, foretold in our Lord’s Revelation,
Where God will destroy the enemy, and condemn all evil in eternity.
For believers it shall usher in, Jesus Christ’s reign for a millennium,
With those saved out of tribulation, by God’s Grace and Salvation,
For the mark, they will not receive, instead in God they will believe,
As others sealed by Jesus Christ, to enter together into eternal life.
(Copyright ©03/2009)
Home, My Little Children, Hear Are Songs For You
COME, my little children, here are songs for you;
Some are short and some are long, and all, all are new.
You must learn to sing them very small and clear,
Very true to time and tune and pleasing to the ear.
Mark the note that rises, mark the notes that fall,
Mark the time when broken, and the swing of it all.
So when night is come, and you have gone to bed,
All the songs you love to sing shall echo in your head.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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O wretched man, wretched not just because of what you are, but also because you do not know how wretched you are!
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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Love Takes Two
[mark:]
Baby, tell me, are we heading into trouble, yeah
Is it my imagine taking whole
Do I read to much into the way we slay
The way you move away from me
I may feel that youre the one
But when all is said and done
[all:]
Love takes two
Time after time weve talked it through
Cos baby, I need you
What am I supposed to do
[mark:]
Love takes two
[shane:]
Theres a whole lot of things you can do and do without me, yeah
Theres a million things I can do and do alone
But the best you can do for yourself
Is sharing with that someone else
No one wants to be alone
Its the one thing that I know
[all:]
Love takes two
Time after time weve talked it through
Cos baby, I need you
What am I supposed to do
[mark:]
When your words could disguise what youre going through
But they cant fool your heart
Now its time to decide what you wanna do
Im telling you
[all:]
Love takes two
[mark:]
Love takes two
[all:]
Time after time its proven true
Cos baby, I need you
What am I supposed to do
[mark:]
Love takes two
[all:]
Love takes two
[mark:]
Love takes two
How can you
What am I gonna do about you, hey baby
[all:]
And I need you
[mark:]
When you know that, I want it so bad
Its enough, girl to drive you crazy cos
[all:]
Love takes two
[mark:]
Love takes two
How can you
What am I gonna do about you, baby
[all:]
And I need you
[mark:]
When I know that, I want it so bad
Its enough, girl to drive you crazy cos
[mark:]
Love takes two
song performed by by Westlife
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