Triple of clover
Triple of clover
I walked so far
And still
My soul's scar
my lone star
feeling of steel.
My mind's nail
to pierce
pointy on trail
my sole wail
so fierce.
Of all I disclaim
my under masts
of waves hums,
I feel of flames,
and Hydras drums.
Then I disdain
my soul's brink
a loner's drink
it was so vain
our knotted link.
For being alone
on empty corner
A triple of clover
engraved on stone
My quill of Homer.
Rain's cold stream
a message rogue
An empty bog
I walk and dream
of you in fog.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Clover
Maurice white & larry dunn
Gonna send a message how I feel
To the lady thats for real
Done thought it over
Feels real fine
Her name is clover in my mind
Gotta send this message on my mind
Cant shake this feelin
Aint hard to find,
Oh clover, mystery come to my resque
Make sense of me
Oh think, I love her...
In my hearts...
A clover
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Thessaloniki
Who would that be with the scaled tail?
A Gorgon maybe, or a Medusa?
A precognition of a roughened wild sea,
a challenge to any nautilus wail,
or a dithering of a lonely soul's plea?
She raises her hand to grasp of the side,
your boat's that edges away, breast rail,
she woes to thee to adherent abide,
your empty soul's anxiety's lone trail,
many that tried to disclaim her - died.
It could be a mermaid that wanders
on every ship's route or path surmised
to ask of how her dear brother died
and she, her once royal pretty fingers
lifts, to ask: Is king Alexander alive?
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Zombie In The Rain
My eyes are blank and empty
And I am not sane
My soul is empty also
I'm a zombie in the rain.
I'm not feeling anything
Tho my body is in pain
I just don't give a damn
I'm a zombie in the rain.
I could freeze and not know it
My body is on the wane
I'm empty and don't realize
I'm a zombie in the rain.
The is no future for me
Only a cessation of pain
I don't feel it anyway
I'm a zombie in the rain.
poem by Don W. Davidson
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Ding-a-ling! Dingdong Bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'!
All alone, aside, aground, bays an empty soul - nameless,
Afloat, adrift, awash, says an empty ghoul - shameless!
In thoughts - I am lost, tattles an empty vessel - aimless,
I am with me yet all alone, rattles an empty skull - rudderless!
Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme -
Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'!
I talk, I walk yet I lack hope lying in the corner;
Alone in woe: I'm a clumsy, discombobulated flesh;
See! I'm trying to fill a flimsy, distorted mesh;
Lo! I do the donkeywork at a place, yet a sojourner!
Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme -
Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'!
Alone I flew in ruefulness, I, a Ruta graveolens!
I woke and find my soul loitering in woods - dense,
I'm a glider without destination yet a hogwash and trumpery!
I'm a writer with no imagination, yet a nonsense gimcrackery,
Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme -
Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'!
I am an apple pale with no charm, landing alone,
I am a sullen moon in a galaxy of stars, standing alone:
To meet a certain heavy fate - waiting alone for a judgment day,
To pull iron curtain and seal my fate - sighting alone for doomsday,
Alone I cried again and again chanting a sullen rhyme -
Ding-a-ling! Dingdong bell! Singalong, 'Loner is a Mourner'!
poem by Harindhar Reddy
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Soul So Beautiful
I see your big, bright smile
From across the room
One heart beating,
Even though there's two
Soul so beautiful
Soul so beautiful
Baby are you with me?
Baby can you hear me?
I can feel your breath so cold
I would walk across the fire
Walk across the fire
If it meant your here to hold
Soul so beautiful
Soul so beautiful
I been empty since you left me
So empty since you left me
Through my pain, I watched you go
I would walk across the fire
Walk across the fire
If it meant your here to hold
Soul so beautiful
Soul so beautiful
Baby are you with me?
Baby can you hear me?
Why'd you have to go?
Leave me with nothing to hold, but,
Your soul so beautiful
Your soul so beautiful
poem by Melissa Cambronero
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Four Leaf Clover
I wish I could find
a four-leaf clover
to give me a bit of luck.
Therefore, off I trotted
to have a look.
I found a lot of clover,
but not one
four leafed clover there.
(7 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Three Plum Buns
Three plum buns
To eat here at the stile
In the clover meadow,
For we have walked a mile.
One for you, and one for me,
And one left over:
Give it to the boy who shouts
To scare sheep from the clover.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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In An Empty Box
This poem was written by my Great Niece Kitty Cotton aged 12 years.
If there is nothing in an empty box,
what do you do?
You use an amazing thing called
imagination.
In a corner of the empty box was,
A long lasting friendship.
A pattern with no end.
A light that will never go out.
In a corner of the empty box was,
A devil, red as blood.
An ongoing argument.
A heart with no love.
In a corner of the empty box was,
A charming prince waiting for his love.
A shimmering diamond, with an everlasting twinkle.
A sea with dancing waters.
As there are only four corners of a box,
this is the last one, and in that corner there was,
A patch of growing love.
A mind with no thoughts.
A bottle with a secret message inside.
There is always a middle of an empty box,
and in the middle there was,
a smaller box.
Which held every thought anyone could think.
© Kitty Cotton
(Ernestine Northover)
poem by Ernestine Northover
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In An Empty Box
This poem was written by my Great Niece Kitty Cotton aged 12 years.
If there is nothing in an empty box,
what do you do?
You use an amazing thing called
imagination.
In a corner of the empty box was,
A long lasting friendship.
A pattern with no end.
A light that will never go out.
In a corner of the empty box was,
A devil, red as blood.
An ongoing argument.
A heart with no love.
In a corner of the empty box was,
A charming prince waiting for his love.
A shimmering diamond, with an everlasting twinkle.
A sea with dancing waters.
As there are only four corners of a box,
this is the last one, and in that corner there was,
A patch of growing love.
A mind with no thoughts.
A bottle with a secret message inside.
There is always a middle of an empty box,
and in the middle there was,
a smaller box.
Which held every thought anyone could think.
© Kitty Cotton
(Ernestine Northover)
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Clover
Some sings of the lily, and daisy, and rose,
And the pansies and pinks that the Summertime
throws
In the green grassy lap of the medder that lays
Blinkin' up at the skyes through the sunshiney days;
But what is the lily and all of the rest
Of the flowers, to a man with a hart in his brest
That was dipped brimmin' full of the honey and dew
Of the sweet clover-blossoms his babyhood knew?
I never set eyes on a clover-field now,
Er fool round a stable, er climb in the mow,
But my childhood comes back jest as clear and as plane
As the smell of the clover I'm sniffin' again;
And I wunder away in a bare-footed dream,
Whare I tangle my toes in the blossoms that gleam
With the dew of the dawn of the morning of love
Ere it wept ore the graves that I'm weepin' above.
And so I love clover--it seems like a part
Of the sacerdest sorrows and joys of my hart;
And wharever it blossoms, oh, thare let me bow
And thank the good God as I'm thankin' Him now;
And I pray to Him still fer the stren'th when I die,
To go out in the clover and tell it good-bye,
And lovin'ly nestle my face in its bloom
While my soul slips away on a breth of purfume
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Cold As Ice
I dont think you understand
Oh the rhythm of my heart
Theres a strong line to mind and soul
I feel it tearing apart
Ive been searching for new words
Gonna make you understand in a different way
When I told you Id hang on forever
I threw my choice away
And its cold as ice
I cant let go
Its cold as ice
Baby but I need your love
And I wish I could have been the first one
Oh to walk out the door
The more I find myself to blame
The less there is to come back for
You wish you could have been the last one
To tell me how you really feel
Cause when you closed the door oh deep inside
My heart it still seemed so sincere
And its cold as ice
I cant let go oh
Its cold as ice
Baby but I need your love
Its cold as ice
I cant let go
Its cold as ice
Baby but I need your love
If theres a message to this madness
Well it still seems quite unclear
If I really need to save myself
Why cant I just walk out of here
Theres a message in your eyes
And you make it perfectly plain
Either I leave your heart behind
Or crack beneath this freezing
Freezing freezing freezing rain
Cold as ice
(cold as ice)
I cant let go
(but I cant let go)
Cold as ice
Baby but i
But I need your love
All right
I said Im cold
Cold Im cold
(cold as ice)
Cold Im cold
(baby)
Cold Im cold
(cold as ice darling)
Cold as ice
(cold as ice)
Oh no but I cant let go
(I said Im freezing, freezing)
Oh no no I cant let go
(freezing, freezing, freezing, freezing)
No no Im cold as ice
(whoa whoa baby yeah)
Im cold as ice
But I cant let go
No
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Can't Break My Fear
get out of me wanting to be
stronger than me you are not me
cause I feel and I fear whatever it is
it can't be what's me
drills out a hole inside my soul
fills out the hole I want you to go
I hear you, I fear you, you're in me
caught in myself like nothing else
deep in my cells you ring the bells
what I feel's as cold as steel whatever it is
it's my achilles heel
can't break my fear
I go out to drink don't have to think
can't find a link, feel like a sink
just to feel none is real whatever helps
to wash the pain away
starting to doubt what I'm about
inside a cloud can't bleed you out
I see you, I fear you, you're not me
hang on so long, until you're gone
I know you're strong and that you're wrong
but I feel and I fear whoever you are
you cut the deepest scar
can't break my fear
cause I am scared! I am scared! I am scared!
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am... scared!!!
can't break my fear
song performed by by H-BlockX
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The Game Of Life
Stolen moments
Hidden treasures
Engraved on my mind...
What a feeling
What a memory
Engulfs the hands of time
I can't accept that this is it
I can't believe that it's all over
Something so strong
Something so powerful
Can leave you feeling so low
I feel so empty
I feel so hopeless
I want to help but i know i can't
The only escape
I know is possible
Is now dreaming of you
I could cry a million rivers
An i could weep a thousand streams
And i can drink myself sober
Till the sunlight beams...
Through my window
Peaking through
Another day
Without you
Life will never ever be the same
As you learn to love
You soon learn
To hate the game
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Fallen, Empty, And Broken
fallen soldier
fallen sky
fallen angel
from on high
fallen heartache
fallen soul
fallen man
losing control
empty bed
empty arms
empty dreams
empty heart
empty wallet
empty hands
cant take nothin'
from an empty man
broken promises
broken vows
broken spirit
wont allow
broken fences
broken lives
broken tomorrows
broken nights
fallen, empty, and broken
every road is the same
bent, bruised, and shaken
still numb from the pain
now you dont answer
when i call out your name
fallen, empty, and broken
walking in the rain...
fallen, empty, and broken...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Day Went By Without A Poem
The day went by without a poem-
The night was poem-less also
And then a month and then a year
My soul suddenly homeless.
The poems were gone
And I alone
Empty in my soul
I could not write
I could not feel
The universe was cold.
And now I wait
And dream and think
And hope a poem one day
Will come again
As dreams
I know to play..
But perhaps despite these faltering words
The poems
Forever gone
And I must live alone-
A poem-less man
Without a word
Silent as a stone.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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You'll Think Of Me (Take 14)
I'm sorry now girl, but I must leave you
There's something deep inside my soul keeps calling me
The winter wind girl, will not deceive you
And in your cold and empty bed, you'll think of me, oh yes
You'll think of me
You'll see me coming, you'll see me going
Don't ask me why, I'm just the kind needs to be free
Just like that outlaw wind keeps on a-blowin'
Yeah, in your cold and empty bed, you'll think of me, oh yes
You'll think of me
Now I know you loved me just like I wanted
I know you'd follow me across an endless sea
But baby I've got a heart that's haunted
Yeah, in your cold and empty bed, you'll think of me, oh yes
You'll think of me
Ah but you should know girl that I'll be crying
Out on that lonely road where not a soul can see
I'll shed my tears for a love that's dying
Yeah, in your cold and empty bed, you'll think of me, oh yes
You'll think of me
The summer sun girl will bring a stranger
And he'll be better to you than I used to be
And when he takes you into his arms girl
Well, in your warm and loving bed, you won't think of me, no, no
You won't think of me
Then in your warm and loving bed, you won't think of me, no, no
You won't think of me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Empty time, empty place. Empty heart, empty space.
Empty time, empty place.
Empty heart, empty space.
Give a little, fight a war
Take a lot, there is more.
Left to die, all alone.
Blackened sins to atone.
In a place by a stream,
in a dark, empty dream.
In a room candles glow.
Truth prevails if you know.
Something sweet and something blue.
Something with a natural hue.
Tiger In My Tank
I bought some rock star ashes,
From the back of rolling stone
I guess he wouldnt mind it,
They couldnt sell his soul
The tiger in my tank, is going to go extinct
And Im not feelin so good myself,
I think Im on the brink
Of disaster
I had a dream last night
The tv and the phone
Grew some legs and took a walk
And left me all alone
The tiger in my tank, is going to go extinct
And Im not feelin so good myself,
I think Im on the brink
Of disaster
When I grow up ill be
An angry little whore,
Ill give you all the finger
Ill sell you all what for
song performed by by Eels
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Empty Old Houses
Empty Old Houses
Empty old houses can talk…
But one must know how to listen…
to hear them
Empty old houses have stories…
But one must be eager to listen…
to hear them
Empty old houses can suffer..
But one must have empathy …
To feel it
Empty old houses can feel pain
But one must be able to bear it …
To feel it
Empty old houses have memories
But one must believe … that they have…
To share them
Empty old houses contain people’s lives
But one must believe…that they do…
To share them
Empty old houses can seem dead and deserted
But one must know that they’re not..
To know them
Empty old houses can teem with life’s pleasures
But one must walk through
to sense the aura of life
Empty old houses abound in life’s treasures
But one cannot help but…
To admire them
poem by David Whalen
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If you want to Die
oh! death where are you, where can I
found you, your cleverness naked my
looks, you deceive as if you lost, and
come where poison lashes my soul
you’re the victor that control my heart
in vain
dilute my heart and empty my spirit,
harness my wickedness and fight my
strength, you hold the key to make
me genuine, a stone that burn off fire,
close the door that open the mighty
force of my soul
light every corner that stand, inflame
the heart that broke and filter the
rainbow, where grace of love, enfold
the greatness of your command and
make everything will be done, in thy
Father magic wand
lives no doubt in your heart for the
soul that stand in hell goes not hot,
rain comes and it may flew, for in the
day of judgment only few, each life will
be at the stand waiting to understand
what the Lord has done.......if you
want to die.....God…. have
mercy in you
poem by Antonio Liao
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