At times the four walls
At times the four walls
seems to fold in on me
and the places between
the dark and the white,
stretches the tolerance
of any soul.
Yet love and peace
and the grace
and realities of life
tries to destroy
and yet I still stand
and the Almighty
holds my hand.
It’s just the way that life is
and there are places to go
and people to meet
and every day
has the ability
to really be great.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Intensity
Sometimes we meet someone
and our world spirals around.
Taking us to places, we should not go,
making us feel more
than we thought we were.
Filling our heads with dreams
of what a life we could lead.
Transporting us to places,
we’ve only dreamed about
far away from the realities
where our humdrum life resides.
We fly to the top of snow-capped mountains,
visit far off lands.
Within each other’s arms,
there is nowhere
that we cannot stand.
However, like so many things
we know our time is short
and we have to make
a lifetime in the few days we have got.
There is no counting costs,
no apologies to make.
Just regret it cannot last longer,
for we both know
soon you will be gone
leaving only memories
to haunt my very soul.
A soul you captivated
with your every wanton touch.
Before the next daybreak,
we both know
that you will be gone
never to meet again.
22-23 October 2010
poem by David Harris
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Ya, Allah
Ya, Allah, Almighty, supreme ruler of the world
Shower me with bless and take me to your fold
What do I know about your mighty and holy land?
I am here in palace or huts built on sand
I don’t know whether it is ill gotten or by great efforts
But surely it is with me as safely reached to ports
I am unaware what to do with this much wealth
Oh almighty keep your grace on me with only health
I look towards sky with raised hands
Only rahem (pity) be shown toward an end
I need no empire, no money but simple grace
Reflection of your act brightening my face
I try to save self but may not be possible sometimes
Yet I loose no hopes and offer prayer all the times
I have great faith in the fellow human beings
So many of them poor, rich and some are kings
Why do I need them all in my life?
When life is full of pain and strife
I need your grace on all ignorant lives
Whether they believe in you or don’t believe
I see smile in star’s twinkle
Life is like bubble when they smile little
What light and message I read in your world?
Peace is rare and relations are turn so much cold
Shower us O almighty with love and only peace
So we can pray a little with life at ease
We need to live more on this beautiful earth
Life has become cheap and no charge for asking death
We are ignorant and know nothing
You may have for us surely something
We have impure body with senseless soul
No penalty can remedy it even if we crawl
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Soul Dance
I will dance with you
It will be the dance of my soul
I will be open and honest
Show you my inner being
I will trust you
Take you to places in my soul that have been broken and restored
Places that cause pain and healing
Places that have hated and loved
Places I have forgotten and remembered
Places I have not visited in a long time and places I go every day
I will dance with you the dance of my soul
And feel your soul dance with mine to those same places in yours
poem by Mandi Ducroq
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In My Time
(copyright nazareth, tiflis tunes,inc.-ascap)
In my life theres places Ive seen,
Places Ive been in my life.
In my life theres things I have done,
Times I have won in my life.
Ships I have known,
Winds that have blown.
In my time were people who cared,
People who shared in my time,
Welcomed the good accepted the bad,
Enjoyed what I had in my time.
People Ive known
Times on my own
And now Im growing old,
In memory I can hold
My picture book unfolds and i
Can feel myself grow cold.
In my life theres times to forget,
Things to regret in my life,
May have done wrong but tried to do right
I followed the light in my life,
But now the lights grow dim,
My days are closing in.
song performed by by Nazareth
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My God Is Great And Kind To Me And He Is Always With Me
My GOD is great and kind to me and He is always with me
My GOD solved all the difficult and danger problems of my life,
My GOD is the best well-wisher of me in my every walk of life,
Some times I pray to my Almighty GOD and some times I forget Him,
But My GOD never forgot me and helped me in my bad position,
I have suffered a lot to cross many difficulties of my life,
Whenever I am in a risk of my life, my GOD gave me immediate solution,
Except my GOD none will help me in my any unfit condition,
Many times in my life my enemies wanted to harm me,
By the grace of my Almighty GOD I have been rescued all the times,
I live in the LOVE of my GOD and I too die in the same LOVE,
My GOD is very merciful and He must surely pardon my all crimes,
If I think of my GOD my all worries will automatically go away,
I am lucky to see my GOD with my minds” eye in a mysterious way.
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Let the cleverest people theorize scientifically
Let the cleverest people
theorize scientifically
and try and proof
that the world
and the great universe,
originated cataclysmic
and out of nothing
developed into perfect systems
that is in harmony.
Still stars are constantly burning out
and natural things
are bound by time
and by its own accord,
every thing runs down
as thermodynamics’ second law
teaches clearly.
Let clever and great people
further try and teach
that the Almighty God
is only a myth
and that there’s no God,
or Satan
and that man
is his own supreme ruler
and that everything
only is focused around and about
the here and now.
Let them sprout from a homogenous cell,
fish, ape, gorilla and barbarian
and blinded by their own madness keep on reasoning,
I come out of the hand of an Almighty God
and know that my Father
holds His hand over every thing
and from eternity
He has selected me
to be His child.
Even wise men with time
comes to a fall
and the great God
of the universe,
stays past eternity
and His existence and love
can pass all things, time,
places and situations.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Art Elastic Time Stretches
art time
art elastic time
stretches
into art objects
art achieved
stretches stayed
into life poverty
or life prosperity?
still life time
distilled thoughts
writing time
web skill lifetimes
mind eye painting
heart hand drawing
soul clay beating sculptures
fine arts ability embellishes
art achieved stasis
stretches framed plays
into frozen life poverty
or sales life prosperity?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Places in the Heart
There are places in the heart,
that are still unmarred by
understanding -
those places that we have
kept hidden for so long
from all those prying eyes,
prowling in the darkness -
There are places in the heart,
filled with childhood memories
of laughter and joy,
hope and new beginnings,
those places that we revisit
secretly and tenderly,
those places that make us
feel alive again -
There are places in the heart
that know no boundaries,
no limitations, but unrestrained
happiness of a smiling child,
filled with wonder and love
for the world, feeling both
godlike and tiny, overtaken
by the invisible presence
that permeates the moon
and the countless stars -
There are places in the heart,
where life is filled with miracles
and questions lead to more
questions, prompted by infinite
curiosity and the desire to know
the essence of things,
there are places that only
you and I know,
those places that remind us
who we really are -
For we are the essence
of life's joy and discovery,
truth and beauty, love and
tenderness, that penetrates
the cracks of a fractured world,
we are those places in the heart
that know no end and no beginning,
but love and only love,
that sings through us like
warm summer rain.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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The Dreams of Un-forbidden
I used to dream
Dream of places with endless skies
Dream of places with high mountains
Dream of places with low clouds
Dream of the place I am living in
But nobody dares dream here
Here is the place
Where the men have no hope
Where woman walk without a soul
Where children’s laughter
No longer bounces off the walls
This is my home
And I have no shame
Even when I roam
To the places so hidden
I wish it to be the un-forbidden
poem by Jackie Emley
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Not Love Perhaps
This is not Love, perhaps,
Love that lays down its life,
that many waters cannot quench,
nor the floods drown,
But something written in lighter ink,
said in a lower tone, something, perhaps, especially our own.
A need, at times, to be together and talk,
And then the finding we can walk
More firmly through dark narrow places,
And meet more easily nightmare faces;
A need to reach out, sometimes, hand to hand,
And then find Earth less like an alien land;
A need for alliance to defeat
The whisperers at the corner of the street.
A need for inns on roads, islands in seas,
Halts for discoveries to be shared,
Maps checked, notes compared;
A need, at times, of each for each,
Direct as the need of throat and tongue for speech.
poem by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
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Dream Drifter
Into dreams, you drift,
away from the harsh realities,
to places full of tranquillity.
You drift along to
where everyday brings happiness,
sorrow is not allowed there.
In these places of peaceful beauty,
where birds sing, and flowers bloom everyday
under a never setting sun.
Places where the word worry
is always questioned there.
You drift along in your dreams,
til the morning comes to call
with the waking hour
and the dream drifter must get up
to face the world again
with its harsh realities of pain.
poem by David Harris
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My songs form a kind of biography or diary of my life as they are about people I have loved and people I only knew in my heart, places I have seen only for a moment and places I have lived all my life.
quote by Justin Hayward
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Thou Shalt Find Happiness
Thou shalt find Happiness
Thou shalt not seek the darkness
Nor to hide amongst its shadows
To recede into It’s cobwebs
And forever forget peace
But to come out from the rocks
Into the blinding light
Holding high your downcast head
Exposing your pale faced stare
Establishing an awareness yet unknown
Unto the emptiness that is
Open your heart to better things
Know peace or no peace
Thou shalt not linger in the hot musty places
Which have long since been your home
But to enter into the kingdom
That now awaits the id
A hand is outreached to find you
Places you’ve dared not go
To realities yet unreal
And too soft to touch
Release me from my bondage
My self-inflicted pain
Which I have been powerless to capture
On my own
Only happiness can bring happiness
Lead me there
Must I be clean to take a bath?
Wash me free
Thou shalt not allow this trek
To destroy all that is
Better things await.
Happiness
Like sand
Slipping idly by
I do not have the tools
On my own
My hand is out
There is little time
This is my happy poem
Find it while I can’t
July 4,2008
Lisa M. Callicott
poem by Lisa M. Callicott
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You email a photograph
You email a photograph
of a hand holding a baby
and surely all of us,
are in the hand of the Almighty.
Even if our things look grim and dark
He still stays in control
and sometimes He let us wait a while
and at times we just don’t,
see the way that He blesses us.
Some times it happens
that we do not understand things,
and at times
we do not know the way
that life’s path leads.
He still plans the right way
and even when it doesn’t feel so,
He determine that things work out
for the best. and His hand
stays almighty and strong.
poem by Gert Strydom
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U N I C O R N 1 5
and though there are places, times,
when you are most likely to find it
there in your heart,
there in front of your eyes –
the mossy glade within the woods,
the sunlight filtering through the trees,
or in the pure air of the highest hills,
or among the tossing white-topped waves –
or at the quiet times –
as the dawn sunlight makes the world anew,
plays to make diamonds of the dew,
or as the peace of dusk descends,
carrying a silent blessing –
the places and the times
when you’re most ready in yourself to meet it –
yet it can appear to you at any time or place –
the crowds, the rush, the noise
cannot disturb it
if it wishes to be seen by you
and afterwards, you’ll remember,
know just why it happened to be then and there;
and what it told you, all about yourself;
when it’s there, although we call it ‘white’,
it’s more than white – almost transparent,
almost like a living crystal sculpture of itself,
almost silver; somewhere where substances and colours
are first made, and meet each other;
it may look at you, with eyes that seem to know everything
and find everything, peaceful, loving, beautiful and reasonable;
or it may not look at you; but still
it talks with you with its very presence;
you know that’s so, because
you find yourself speaking to it in the same way,
opening your heart to it, because
it listens to you; it’s there just listening;
its listening is understanding;
and afterwards, the ‘afterwards’ is changed for ever;
as if you’ve met yourself, and find that good;
the world is yours, and possibilities
are boundless; and the unicorn
does not need your eyes - it makes its home
there in your heart
as if it had never been away.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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In My Life
there are places i remember all my life,
Though some have changed,
Some forever, not for better,
Some have gone and some remain.
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall.
Some are dead and some are living.
In my life i've loved them all.
But of all these friends and lovers,
There is no one compares with you,
And these memories lost their meaning
When i think of love as something new.
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before,
I know i'll often stop and think about them,
In my life i'll love you more.
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before,
I know i'll often stop and think about them,
In my life i'll love you more.
In my life i'll love you more.
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Father Unite Us
Today my prayer will be short and sweet for you Father has given me yet another day to stand with strength upon my feet. Father I ask only one thing in this short little prayer. I ask Father that you unite all the people of this earth as one. I ask Father that you help us to realize that we really are sisters and brothers, that we are covered by the blood of the lamb, that no one can come between us while we are holding your glorious hand. Father unite us so that we will grow strong and able to fight the enemy. Protect us Father while we stand as soldiers under your great umbrella. Let us find peace in this world Father. I leave it all to you Father for you are our great leader, you are the King, You have the ability to make great mountains crumble and to part the rough waters of the sea, you are the all knowing and the great almighty.
Father I leave this prayer for peace to you, knowing that you will know what to do.
I pray Father in the name of your precious son Jesus. Amen
Written: March 2,2008
poem by Melvina Germain
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Music became part of her soul
As life swept by, she kept her tapes,
cd’s and dvd’s
using the holders as setting places
for drinks, for cups to stand on
and one was bended in the windowsill
by the heat of the sun.
They reminded her about a life passed
and that was gone,
some brought moments of joy and fun,
some tears, others incomprehensibly
brought a unknown fear
of the end of life drawing near,
but with each and every one
something rippled through her heart
as if keeping unfound love alive,
the hope for something new,
something great to appear
and music became part of her soul.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Hope
When I do not understand the darkness,
the things that prison you away from me
at places where no light can fall
it’s as if my whole life is extradited
to the one or other power
which destiny claims as its own
and I am just another player
who in Black Jack can count cards
but this is a totally different game
where the power of destiny
and of luck
always has the upper hand
and at times like in Hearts
you fold
and put your cards down on the table
and not always
are dealt the right, the best hand
by forces which you do not comprehend
are forced
to keep on playing the game
while life keeps on
dealing out new cards
and at times the loss is far greater
than you can comprehend
and you loose the hope
of a new tomorrow, of deliverance
somewhere along the way
and wonder about the hope,
the power of love.
[Reference: Hoop (“Hope”) by Mandi Engelbercht Out of: Speel vir Tyd.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Astral Plane
I lie down
On the bed
Relax into my own head
I start to feel
The power
Of the astral light
Rising through my body
Faster than
The speed of light
I feel a calm
As my body shoots
Into an astral time
As I ride along
On the colours
Of the astral plane
I see far away places
Sandy beaches
Seas so blue
I see places
With no faces
Faces with no places
People from my past life
People from the next
Then I return to my bed
With peace in my head
Knowing it's not
My journeys end
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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