Concord of thoughts
Stasis invades with light
On tiny spider tracks
Traces of tears
Linear in sand
The ceasefire of our thoughts
The supple mind lays down
Its weapons, all its heavy arms
And weights
Doors swing slowly open
To beckon visitors
Seeking common shores
Without demands
Words in barest motion
An essence of poetry
Blue heat fatality
On faces of a flame
Prayers ascending wordlessly
To a Love God listening
Attending in other realms while
We are barely here
The peace concord of thoughts
The subtle mind lays down
Its weapons, all its heavy loves
And hates
Sabbatical from toil
A day, an exiled year
In deserts that must burn
To regenerate
Weekends without concern
No ripples on the surfaces
Geneva, Annecy
Timeless tideless lakes
The heavy white-haired Alps
Dreams drained of energy
The silent watching mountains
Overtaking me
Stasis content in dark
Eyes closed, starting to see
The tiny ships that sail with joy
Into infinity.
poem by Frank Bana
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song performed by by Eels
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Today, A Phantom. (A Triolet)
Heavy it lays upon my heart,
that today is a morrows past,
what there is now, an end, -a start,
heavy it lays upon my heart,
tragic mask when does break apart,
bleak, oh! Gloomy shadows it cast.
Heavy it lays upon my heart,
that today is a morrows past.
R.N.Khan, © 2011
poem by Raja Nosherwan
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Thunderstorms
My mind has thunderstorms,
That brood for heavy hours:
Until they rain me words,
My thoughts are drooping flowers
And sulking, silent birds.
Yet come, dark thunderstorms,
And brood your heavy hours;
For when you rain me words,
My thoughts are dancing flowers
And joyful singing birds.
poem by William Henry Davies
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The Hospital
Large, heavy, wooden, daunting doors
loom before my eyes as I enter.
An empty side office, reception
with old fashioned filing cabinets,
dark now, glass shutters, closed.
Another heavy door in front of me,
this one leads to a wide, cold floored corridor.
I baulk, want to turn heel, go home.
The black and white tiling, lofty ceiling,
does nothing but repulse me.
More heavy, locked doors
with tiny, peep hole windows, all barred.
Screaming, faint screaming echoes,
ghost like, as it drifts towards me
gradually getting louder.
I reach a wide, stone staircase.
Everything's locked and bolted,
no one passes and the screaming echoes.
Asylums, those old mental hospitals,
where we still send the forgotten
to live out their lives and rot.
You wouldn't ever call this home
and the world outside rolls on
as the traffic drifts by.
poem by Ruth Walters
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See, See … I can do it too
Words elevated to a dazzling height
Silently answering perfections plight
Love strung together to make a sentence
Hate molded to become a pen
Time yields to patience
Rage bows to zen
Transcending a mind
A unique voyage just to find
That my pain is not my own
The dark is not for me to own
A star sits in a dark corner weeping
Its light flickering, its tears beckoning
Waiting to be rekindled, be reborn
Its essence weakened, its passion torn
Unable to help, my flame long since extinguished
But her whispering screams need to be relinquished
My history a possible remedy to her heart breaking agony
So I slowly open scars I closed indefinitely
I bleed memories and thoughts, hoping her tears will stop
Synchronized … as her tears and my blood drops
For every memory, a tear is traded, for every thought the corners of her mouth move up a inch
The darkness recedes as her light increases
Her tears slowly transform into pieces, pieces of poetry
Convincingly showing my blood a forgotten beauty
… I smile …
Sometimes the dark holds a star waiting to soar
People see it as scary, but the dark, yes the dark has so much more
poem by Vino Venitas
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Heavy Heart
Heavy heart think of yesterday
And you're torn apart
Thinking of the ways it was easier to smile
More than today love grew wild
Heavy heart like a perfect stranger
You make it hard
Taking all the blame - still you hear the sound
Calling your name - troubles coming down
Too heavy
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
It's just like you to take it all so far
Then you feel abused and wonder who you are
Everything you've done - anything you start
Can turn and run
Ain't it true - it's only just a stage
Gotta give it room - start an empty page
Get back in the game - but do it your way
You don't have to play so heavy
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
When your heart is strong it leads you on
But when it breaks you
It devastates you for so long
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
song performed by by Heart from Passion Works
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Despair Is Heavy
DESPAIR IS HEAVY
Despair is heavy
And I am heavier than I have been in a long time-
The cold and the dark and the damp
Also weigh me down.
I still can move
But more slowly now
And with much more aching.
When will the minor pain become paralysis?
And when will the weight kill me?
Perhaps I am done forever
And will never move again
And the weight will take me all the way down
So low I will not even be aware anymore of my despair.
It is a heavy day now
And I am too heavy a person
And Heaviness is in the air
And rules the Universe
And everything is sinking down
And falling into its own meaninglessness.
Life is heavy
I am heavy
Everything is heavy now and getting heavier.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Roll On The Morning
The night does things to tiny minds
The dark hides creatures like dragons of all kinds
Better to stay in the light of a twinkly star
Then you keep your eyes open to know where they are
Heavy eyelids soon take over, maybe a little snore
Sweet dreams will come as you gently close the door.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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The Craft Of Life
I tried to study it for just a while:
All of the potions, from oysters to seducing smiles.
But I've found it's already inside me:
A big round bubble of sensuality,
Dared to be burst,
But worried about getting hurt.
I know how you like to kiss.
I'll ask you what you're thinking.
Silvers in our dark hair.
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish.
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
Oo-ooh...
Tears spring to mind when I go back in time.
All those lost bodies just seeking security.
Jittering strangers with smutting hands,
Heavy and clever and full of demands.
Well I'm similar to you:
We're familiar with what to do.
I know how you like to kiss.
I'll ask you what you're thinking.
Silvers in our dark hair.
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish.
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
Oo-ooh...
song performed by by Kate Bush
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A Magical Moment In Time
the rain was heavy the sky was dark
yet as i stared into your eyes i
was enchanted, as the skys thundered
your eyes lit up with a blue so
hipnatizing i could'nt help but be
romantizized it was as if i was
lost in a sea of blue so bright i was
almost blinded by you.i was cinderella
at the ball my gown was wet my hair was
a mess yet the next thing you said was the
thing i lest expected.'your beautiful & i love you'
then the kiss i was waiting for it was as if
i was in heaven and had just gone to paridise
that night i relived that moment over and over
again i would wake and wonder if it was as
real as it could seem.then i remembered you had said
three words that could posibly change our lives
three tiny words i love you it was as if the world
had stopped spinning for those few seconds
at lest in my mind it did.it was a magical moment in time
that i will never forget i was in love and will never fall out
poem by Sandra Geisell
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My love lays sleeping
My love lays sleeping
~
Sleep eludes me
My thoughts play on
Into the quiet of the night
A whispered chatter of thoughts
Fill my restless mind
~
My love lays sleeping
Beside me, safe
While I sit writing
I write of her beauty
The gentle nature of her soul
I write as if to say
How much I love her
~
What I would give
To see into her dreams
And gift them all to her
That she may smile and laugh
And share in this love
As though to dream forevermore
~
Sleep eludes me
My love lays sleeping
Sleep on sweet beauty
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Love Aches
Have you ever craved the waves of flowers perfume
That float in the garden of roses under the moon sheen loom
They come and go whence no one knows at night gloom
As spring renewed his reign in colors and in splendor bloom
Thoughts of sadness wave and sail in my mind
They come and go leaving memories of pain and agony behind
Like that keen fragrance in the garden, born on the wings of soft wind
And yet none of the flow of thoughts is soft, soothing or kind
But in the instant the thoughts of air remain
To ignite the memory I knew of laughter and of joyful pain
Of times unlike now that will not come again.
The mountains of aching thoughts the earth under heavy clouds of rain
I try to catch and subdue my mind of these many tunes
Like tears of light fallen from the forlorn moon,
Flattened, scattered and bright on a dark lagoon,
Where high reeds lull and sway by echoing duns
But my mind is dissolved under such bare
My anguish floats away, I am too timid, for who can hold
The pain of Youth, the perfume of a flower or a moon so bold?
Where one can ask the strength to dare?
If Only You Knew
I can't move
I can barely speak
Barely able
To get out of bed
It's hardly worth the effort
It takes just to breathe
Stripped long ago
Of all my willpower
I have grown so weak
Neither my body nor my mind
Possess even an ounce of energy
I now know
I'll never be free
If only you knew
What it's like to be me
I used to be afraid of dying
But that was before
Living became so hard
I don't know what's worse,
The shame or the anger
Ever since I became
This awful stranger
In this darkness
Breeds only negativity
If only you knew
What it's like to be me
Heavy thoughts
A heavy heart
It's way too late
For a new start
Too far gone
To try again
Each day that I live
Is one day closer
To the end
The end of all this madness
No more pretending
To feel sane
But I'll never find peace
My choices in life
Guarantee eternal pain
If only you knew
What it's like to be me
You would never look at me
The same
You would avert your eyes
Avoiding my questioning gaze
You would pretend
Not to hear me cry
And I would pretend
Not to cry anyway
You'd withdraw your love from me
A little more each day
Until you'd feel only
Indifference toward me
Then you would walk away
And I'll end up
Right where I always do
Solitary and stuck deep inside
The layers of my pain
If only you knew
What it's like to be me
Locked up in my own personal prison
Bound with the invisible chains
Of so much guilt and misery
With only myself to blame
poem by Erika Wingo
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Gray Fog
A FOG drifts in, the heavy laden
Cold white ghost of the sea—
One by one the hills go out,
The road and the pepper-tree.
I watch the fog float in at the window
With the whole world gone blind,
Everything, even my longing, drowses,
Even the thoughts in my mind.
I put my head on my hands before me,
There is nothing left to be done or said,
There is nothing to hope for, I am tired,
And heavy as the dead.
poem by Sara Teasdale
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Not Quite Perfect
Just another voice in my head
Just another day in my bed
Hiding from the world it seems
I wonder what this all means
Messed up thoughts from a damaged mind
Need more space and need more time
Curl up in a corner to cry
Messy hair and bloodshot eyes
A family not quite perfect together
But a family that loves each other
Sticking together through great and worse
Got no money in this tiny purse
Pulling through by nothing at all
Always refusing to take the fall
Crazy thoughts and fights all day
Wishing someone would take it away
So much love in this house of wonders
So much conflict, so many downers
Starting fresh with every sunrise
Watching through these aging eyes
The things they've seen, the things they've done
Wash away with the rising sun
A family not quite perfect together
But this family will always love each other.
poem by Shazza Rixx
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Spring Sestina
it’s nearly noon and the sun slices
through the thick spring fog, dark
with winter’s gloom, heavy with fatality:
the spent daffodil’s bloom, the cut
tulip whose bulb shrinks into earth,
the dew worm mining to the surface,
the bittersweet-bellied robin surfaces
through cold air, the flight slices
until stick feet meet warm, wet earth
as eyes scan lawns and ditches dark
with winter sleep, the worm cuts
through to the robin’s charge, a fatality
among spring’s chalk marks of fatality
struck against the papery surface
of birch bark, each stain cuts
into the trunk, rips and slices
death as a jagged feature in dark
congealed blood of waking earth,
she is still there, deep in the earth,
calling her children one fatality,
then another, through each dark
season, sinking down from surface,
still air vibrates, incantations slice
through reality, scrape and cut
to the unknown, slash and cut
to another side of the dynamic earth,
the oblivious hyacinth slices
through, refuses to be a fatality
of the season and sings to the surface,
sun shines on the purple florets dark
with pride, ardent hope, like the dark
winter nights that momentarily cut
south past the equator, only to surface
after the humid summer sweat, earth
taking in her own fatality,
battered by tiny atmospheric slices,
dark proud mares issue youth to the earth,
fatalities quickly slip past yawning cuts,
slices of vitality embrace her broad strong surface
(Winner 2005 Carl Sandburg Poetry Contest, Carl Sandburg College, Galesburg Illinois)
poem by Jane L. Carman
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Tears On The Beach
Sitting on the sand gazing at the ocean
Not even a ripple, no type of motion.
It was like my heart, dormant as can be.
So still, so silent waiting patiently.
You said that you loved me
And another there can never be.
But you had a roving eye
Something I did not see.
How easy it is for you to turn on emotions
But to any one person, you have no devotion.
So I just sit here with heavy thoughts and heavy heart
Wondering how we must part.
Your outer beauty attracts people to you
Like a flower attracts a bee
But what you hide deep within
No one person can see.
How is it that love can be so beautiful
And yet so blind, that to recognize it
Takes quite some time.
So I sit here on the sand, with my heart
Held in my hand.
Looking to throw it into the ocean
In hopes that it can wash away the pain
And my utter devotion.
Goodbye is but one word
From a voice that was never heard.
poem by Louis Rams
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Heavy Load
Orbison/price
At times it seems too rough, things just drag me down
Its hard to find the strength to just one more round
When I need help, I know where to go
cos youre the best friend that I could ever know
Being taught the words from you .... from what is true
Someone to share the pain that Im going through
And its a heavy load that I bear and its a heavy crown that I wear
As I travel down this road, its a heavy load, its a heavy load
Its a heavy load that I bear and its a heavy crown that I wear
So help me one more time, its such an uphill climb
As I travel down this road, its a heavy load
Lord its a heavy load, lord its a heavy load, lord its a heavy load
Lord its a heavy load, lord its a heavy load....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Happy Thoughts, Happy Thoughts, Think Happy Thoughts
I have to keep reminding myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.)
You wanted me to promise to never say it again
Those three words
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Which is laughably easy to do right now because
We are so far out of touch I couldn’t reach you if I tried
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
So I plod through grey days and inky dark nights
Heavy laden with regret
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Tomorrow I will remind myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
12-25-07
djlw
poem by Shannon Wright
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Cerebration
Heavy are my thoughts of you tonight,
You, who's face fills me with sheer delight,
You, whispering in my head through dreams so real,
Why is it, that I so cherish what I feel.
You, who have infused my heart with tenderness,
Making me feel one thousand times so blest,
Picturing you each time a thought peeps through,
I can think of no one else but you.
O, wisp of peace, that offers just a grain
Of calm, how can I replace you in my brain,
They say that time will ease the pain away,
But everyday the grief comes into play.
For you are gone, I can't believe it yet,
I do not know, if I ever can forget,
Heavy are my thoughts of you tonight,
It is with dread that I put out the light!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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