Simple Observation #106 - There's a certain joy in innocence......
There’s a certain joy in innocence which we may find hard now to describe
and it’s mainly in early youth or when born again that feeling we ascribe.
poem by George Krokos
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Found, Lost and found
I lost a feeling
that I had found
How do I describe?
I've looked everywhere
So easy to feel
So hard to lose
When I had it last
I kept it near
One day, the feeling
for me did, disappear
....sadly, happily, in time
I found a feeling
that I had lost
How do I describe my joy?
I feel it everywhere
A feeling to say
Of one to hear
When I lost it last
I had it near
Today, I found in me
'The Feeling' I lost,
was always there
1990
poem by Louie Levy
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Love Is Love
Love is love
Love is love
Something just crept upon me
As you lay next to me this morning
As you looked up into my eyes
Suddenly I realised
What I've been searchin' for
I no longer have to look no more
A chance to find my soulmate of...
Has released the woman I am.
Its a feeling no-one can describe (No-one can describe)
But I know the feeling's here tonight (Is here tonight)
Cos it has unleased me to my very soul (To my very soul)
All my demons
song performed by by All Saints from Saints & Sinners
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hard To Find
Look around, look around you answers
(Someone tell me)
Where can I, where can I find faith again
(Can you help me?)
Im running aimless just to
Try to and find a place to belong
I try explaining, but the words are
Always coming out wrong
Theres so much more to myself than this
And its so hard to find
And its so hard to find
I know youre out there
Closer now, close than Ive ever been
(To being too far gone)
Running out, running out of you again
(Can you fuel me?)
Im numb and painless
Just to keep me feeling nothing at all
I try in vain but nothing seems
To be working at all
And its so hard to find
It takes so long to get things right
And its so hard to find
I know youre out there
Theres so much more to myself than this
I know theres more to myself than this
And its so hard to find
And its so hard to find
So hard to find
It takes so long to get things right
And its so hard to find
I know youre out there
I know youre out there
Somewhere out there
song performed by by Lit
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Therefore, in the course of the work I have followed this plan: I describe in the first book all the positions of the orbits together with the movements which I ascribe to the Earth, in order that this book might contain, as it were, the general scheme of the universe.
quote by Nicolaus Copernicus
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To Be (Love Poem)
Sometimes it’s hard to be apart
Sometimes it’s hard to be brave
Sometimes it’s hard to be cold
Sometimes it’s hard to be daring
Sometimes it’s hard to be early
Sometimes it’s hard to be friends
Sometimes it’s hard to be good
Sometimes it’s hard to be happy
Sometimes it’s hard to be in-love
Sometimes it’s hard to be just
Sometimes it’s hard to be kind
Sometimes it’s hard to be lovely
Sometimes it’s hard to be mellow
Sometimes it’s hard to be nasty
Sometimes it’s hard to be out
Sometimes it’s hard to be poor
Sometimes it’s hard to be quiet
Sometimes it’s hard to be ready
Sometimes it’s hard to be simple
Sometimes it’s hard to be together
poem by Ian Beckett
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Innocence Taken
Innocence taken
by those who thought
that it was ok to lie
by those who thought
nothing matters
Innocence taken
no longer available
Innocence unable
to ever speak again
Innocence silenced
to soon
Innocence taken
there's no truth over the lie
Innocence taken
by those who thought
I'll be the same again
by those who thought
its ok to kill
by those who thought
it's ok to take
Innocence replaced
by fear and mistrust
Innocence disappeared
before it came
Innocence taken
by those who
laughed at every cry
by those who had none
Innocence reflecting
a little girls eyes
innocence taken away
without my permission
poem by Kiara Davar
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Black Horse
We are fools, we are hopeful ones
But we'll find our way even we stumble
We are blind, we are far from brilliant
But we'll move forward though very slow
This feeling is not designed to be controlled
And we just exhaust ourselves try to deny
That we already find from the beginning
This dream is not born to be dead easily
We are stubborn, as hard as rocks
But we are tough in a good way
We are clown, too much cheers hanging around
But we could survive singing in the storm
This feeling has a will to grow alone
And we just imagine that we could repress
The hope that wildly living and knows no fear
Struggling in the darkness to find a place in light
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I Was Not When You Were Born, You Were Old When I Was Born
I was not when you were born,
You were old when I was born.
You regret that I was late born,
I regret that you were early born.
I was not when you were born,
You were old when I was born.
I wished to have been born together,
We could enjoy our time together.
You were not when I was born,
I was old when you were born.
I was so far away from you,
You were so distant from me.
You were not when I was born,
I was old when you were born.
I’d become a flower-seeking butterfly,
And sleep on the fragrant grass every night.
poem by by unknown author
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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She Bangs The Drum
I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my needle hit the groove
And spiral through another day
I hear my song begin to say
Kiss me where the sun don't shine
The past was yours
But the future's mine
You're all out of time
I don't feel too steady on my feet
I feel hollow I feel weak
Passion fruit and holy bread
Fill my guts and ease my head
Through the early morning sun
I can see her here she comes
She bangs the drums
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
song performed by by Stone Roses
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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And I call her 'Just Meggie' (Meggie Gultiano)
I know you'll find it hard to believe me
If I tell you that they describe you in there poems perfectly
I could hardly understand how I can describe you
Knowing that I really don’t know
What literal perfect words that will fit for you
I've never been like this before
I really love to give my friend and mentor
The words she will cherished eternally
I just don't know how to pour out my feelings for you
I wanted to find those wonderful and bizarre words
To make you realize how much you mean to me
But words continue to elude me
What would they be?
Something poetic?
I'm sure it should be heartfelt and out of the ordinary
I'm afraid it's no use; every time I see your name and your poetry
The words came out the same
Ahhhh….. This woman will always be my Just Meggie!
poem by Rommel Filoteo
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I fell in love...with you
I find it hard to believe you never loved me
I find it hard to believe you never cared
I find it hard to believe you never woke up in the night
wishing I was there
I find it hard to believe that this is my burden
I find it hard to believe that I left you hurting
I find it hard to believe that i never cried seeing you with her
I find it hard to believe but I know its true
My guess is that I fell for you.
poem by Jasmine Thompson
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She Bangs The Drums
I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my needle hit the groove
And spiral through another day
I hear my song begin to say
Kiss me where the sun don't shine
The past was yours
But the future's mine
You're all out of time
I don't feel too steady on my feet
I feel hollow I feel weak
Passion fruit and holy bread
Fill my guts and ease my head
Through the early morning sun
I can see her here she comes
She bangs the drums
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
Have you seen her have you heard
The way she plays there are no words
To describe the way I feel
How could it ever come to pass
She'll be the first she'll be the last
To describe the way I feel
The way I feel
song performed by by The Stone Roses from The Stone Roses
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Guardian Angle
Alas, How hard its the lose of the feeling of being safe!
Who knows how it feels Hard to describe !
Just its like it have been centuries
Since I've lost the feeling of having a guardian angle upon my head
To have someone to know that he always cares
Whenever you go his heart will chase your steps
Near or far he always will protect your ways
Everytime You cry he will come to wipe away your aches
To be sure that he never cheats
Just because he cares
The one who believes in honesty of love sense. Whenever you knock the doors of loneliness
He will be the safety shelter to Chase away the devil of loneliness
Whenever you are he will be always there
The feeling of having a shelter how I missed being there
The feeling of being home with the tenderful hug full of care
A wide opened wings when it's stormy raining days
Alas, how much I missed to be there!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Great Gift Of Youth
The great gift of youth is a thing to enjoy
And the crimes of the man are not the crimes of the boy
That all children are innocent to all children apply
And why we lose our innocence don't ask me why?
That time changes us as people does seem sad to say
We lose our youthful innocence as we grow old and gray
And some even become more hardened with the passing of time
Lose respect for self and others and turn to crime.
Any crime against children cannot be seen as small
And the abuse of a child one of the greatest crimes of all
Any crime against a child a hard crime to forgive
Those who commit such crimes with their sins have to live.
It's praises the singers and Songwriters sing
For the great gift of youth is a marvellous thing
And sad to say some children at a young age have innocence stole
From them by damaged adults who lack in self control.
poem by Francis Duggan
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My Identity
Look at me,
Tell me what you see
I have 2 identities.
Which is hard to see.To my friends and family, I’m a different me.I have a secret identity,
Which may not describe me.
The secret identity that I have is deep inside my soul which is hard to find. I’m still searching hoping that I will find the complete me.myslef and I.
poem by Lucia Domingos Fula
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Outlaw
(coverdale/lord/marsden)
When I left my home
I was not much more than a child,
My mother started crying
She knew that I was born to be wild
cos I was looking for the bright lights of the big city,
A red hot town where the girls are pretty
I took to the highway,
Chasing my dream down the line
Heading out for trouble,
Never finding my peace of mind
cos I been run out of town so many times before
An usually kind of places where I cant go back no more
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
I never find it easy trying to keep the feeling alive,
Ive always been a dreamer,
Dreamers find it hard to survive
When theyre living in the bright lights of the big city,
A red hot town where the girls are pretty
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Outlaw, outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
song performed by by Whitesnake
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Work To-Day
Youth's the time; Youth's the season!
Learn and labor while you may,
Hear the voice of age and reason,-
Work to-day.
Labor hard in morning's prime,
Hasten on without delay,
Make the most of early time-
Work to-day.
Up betimes, nor let the sun
Find you sleeping or at play,
Sleep enough when life is done-
Work to-day.
Cull the sweets from ev'ry flower,
Seize the moments while you may,
Nor idly pass one sunny hour-
Work to-day.
poem by James McCauley
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Awaiting the Gates Knowledge
Awaiting the gates of knowledge
To be thrown upon we learn patience
To be the greatest virtue of all.
Awaiting the throne of your Queen
To be empty you find yourself wishing
Away the clouds only to find you
Miss them when their gone.
Always to know that it won’t last long the happiness I’m feeling as it comes in leaps and bounds.
I lie silent in slumbersome tones, praying for home,
Praying for the day to be re born with all the grace,
With all the perfection of the last.
Awaiting tides of laughter to roam
Free from the pit of foaming insanities.
It’s hard to find the words, so hard to
Scream profanities when all you do is go unheard.
poem by David Lacey
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Innocence of Youth
How many dawns
have I greeted?
How many more
Remain for me?
Why do I feel
the seasons
so plainly
at this hour?
The tingle
of colder air
brings with it,
a haunted mood
and half memories
of what used to be.
Waking up to
winter morns,
a child raised
on a farm.
The smell of biscuits
cooking, steam
from hot oatmeal.
I don’t remember
aching or dreaming
of you. Just the
innocence of youth.
The innocence of youth.
poem by Emma Beverage
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Thru The Eyes Of A Ruby
Wrap me up in always, and drag me in with maybes
Your innocence is treasure, your innocence is death
Your innocence is all I have
Breathing underwater, and living under glass
And if you spin your love around
The secrets of your dreams
You may find your love is gone
And is not quite what it seemed
To appear to disappear
Beneath all your darkest fears
I believe in never, I believe in all the way
But belief is not to notice, believe is just some faith
And faith cant help you to escape
And with this ring I wed thee true
And with this ring I wed thee now
And with this ring I play so dead
But no ones asking for the truth, so let me tell you
If you spin your love around
The secrets of your dreams
You may find your love is gone
And is not quite what it seemed
To appear to disappear
Beneath all your darkest fears
To the revelations of fresh faced youth
No one will come to save you
So speak your peace in the murmurs drawn
But youth is wasted on the young
Your strength is my weakness, your weakness my hate
My love for you just cant explain
Why were forever frozen, forever beautiful,
Forever lost inside ourselves
The night has come to hold us young
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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