Void Start
It was the Spring time of a void year,
you approached me, a pleasant light,
opalescent in any nonadjacent tear,
and annulled dreams of a bluish flight.
Amid night hours a chastened clock,
counted our words in sort out play,
and there were lingering eyes to lock,
your stare tearful of my soul to slay..
And then, a rendering of air in foliage,
spirits of forest to descend on earth,
and hymn in wind a forgotten adage,
my poem for you and our loves worth..
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Evanescent was that light and empty,
my soul followed in sheer darkness;
't was a ghostwrite, and a notion hefty,
't was a shadow upon my emptiness.
Night birds were calling, dark and yon,
with their monotonous, deathly call,
an airy vision, was upright to abscond
as my soul ascended in silvery stroll.
Kindly she bestowed, all I have loved,
an offer to assuage my aphotic depart,
brunette gleam was a darkness above,
amid stars wraith was she, a void start.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Maid Of Sol
Ideal 'n' unalterable, merit believer,
travels on misty links of a lone soul;
a wraith I am in her mind, a glimmer,
she spells orisons, rainy maid of Sol;
and in a blest of time she descends,
from distant cumulus, collected rain,
amid blessings and dusk lights amends,
amid pensive lines to weave and reign.
Pondering 's the wind, waves foliage;
my sky reflects a deeper blue of sea;
continents away; a ruminative adage,
her lips will sing this ode on our quay.
With smiling face, gallivants in gusts;
quotable's her bestowed love, noble,
amid the upheaval of roiled thrusts,
a voice responds, far away to global.
She comes to encounter years in rain,
amid clouds, of sky turbulent extend,
caressed face, softens my soul again,
My love inordinate in dusk to ascend.
The sky loves her, as darkness cares
to cover us within blasts and billows;
and she extends upwards to sky fares;
and in the winds my voice crossflows.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Wraith II
A call of the gust speaks thousand words
passing amid the weeping cries of Cedars,
bears up souls in woods, lost nightly hordes,
amounting solitude, of Pine needle guitars;
Wind is blowing mournful amid the foliage,
while rain's droplets whisper caressing,
leaves that rest on the ground to assuage,
the wraith's solitude, of self addressing.
Denoting calls in the breeze, a black Alder,
designing spirals of airy spells, around Fir,
a wraith whirls in twilit dance; sky's border,
were we subdued in lightless and void glare?
Rain is falling, souls turned up to bedizen,
skies are blessing the form that sky-rises,
benignant smiles spirits bestow to glazen,
as lonely Dryads spell whispering advises.
The wraith whirls in twilit play; to faraway,
beckons above Oaks shingle, her dusky wing,
our souls in woods, ghosts of a dour Sunday,
dwell in Cedars; call of cold gust and sting.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Darkness Of...
Darkness is not the darkness of night
it is the darkness of mind and soul.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of discrimination between poor and rich.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of dishonesty.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of aggravate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is darkness of corruption.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of indiscipline.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of animosity.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of inveterate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of perjury.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness that we all brought up inside us,
so, light the lamp of light inside you...
poem by Suniya Garg
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bright light on the darkest night stars light your vision pure morning lights of heaven an angel descent skyward down and skyward up past up and below farther deeper inthe deepest depths of hell lonliness in your mind your heart beats ever more hard an fast a roller coast down and up and down again like waves crashing against a solid rock a southern wind blows sands of time scatter across an empty void big hills come into vision fields of dead grass rotten flowers festering away ashes to dust dust to nothingness stray from your body out of your mind gone from all the planes of existence to a reality so unlike anyother that you would never know darkness fills everything you open your eyes you open your mind dont open your heart you stay strong and true beleiving in what you will always know a forever darkness an empty stomach but a mind full of thought ideas dreams an goals go for gold no no not yet start with bronze build up slow crawl before u climb walk before you run never advance to fast stay simple and let life and your visions come into focus never let them turn to delusions of nothing let your heart beats true open your eyes to a whole wife world see your opportunity come into focus know that when push comes into shove you are ready for whatever darkness in life throws your way and maybe just maybe crossin that dark path across the empty void sumwhere over the great hills light shines on you and your objective is ready there just for you to grasp and in your emptiness gets fulfilled with thoughts of happiness and you start to live your dream
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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How to Die
Darkness looms
on folded wings
cold and undeniable.
But its flight stalls,
as life rages on.
Red Infection flares
in your pale blood,
your tired heart savaged
by thin assassins.
Should you go now
into Dylan’s good night
where faint stars
call softly to your wasted soul?
Yes
enter
the gentle void
deeply breathe dark waters,
and all your pain will drown
in a sudden flood of
Nothing
No
Your
fi erce soul shrinks
from this gracious night;
You fight for bitter light.
Raw pain is better
than vacuous rest
In death’s stark nest.
poem by Steven Federle
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Stay in shadow
Dancing lights in my mind
shadow craws the places it left behind
light and dark pull to and fro
the only prize is my soul
the darkness that creeps within
tells me of hate and sin
the light I run to taunts with me
life with a truth of glee
try to replace hate within
with a mind free of sin
but darkness closes in
the light fades out
pulling and running I shout
it consumes my feet I cannot see
whispering to me that I’ll never be happy
so I cut myself and start to bleed
hoping someday the light will come back for me.
I hold on to candle light
to hold me in darkness though the night
I see that distent light starting to bend
and my broken soul starts to mend
I stand and can finaly see my legs
and I walk to the edge
the place where light and dark meet
in an attempt to make my soul complete
poem by Eric Elliott
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Elemento De Noctis
Element of the Night, Darkness. My way and my path of life.
I've been ranting continuously ever since I found out that the Dark is actually light in a different form. So I made my 'E' poem Elemento de Noctis:
Darkness was created with the land
The dark one stretched out his old gloomy hand
Yet not a soul is willing to go
In darkness you reap, in darkness you sow
Darkness is one of the light
It shines its energy out day and night
Yet nobody trusts its presence
Due to human fear towards its essence
The dark is never evil
From the beginning it is good
Yet from the beginning it is misunderstood
As both light and dark are mutual
The dark cannot exist without light
Just as day could not end without night
The path of life that nobody has taken
The path of life that I have awaken
Darkness
I am the night
I am the void
That consumes every deceased soul
I lie in every man's heart
Where they hide their darkest secrets
I am the fear of every young child
Though I run from light
I follow behind its every footstep
To consume everything it has left behind
To seal it in my prison eternally
Devoid of all light
Devoid of all hope
I am what welcome's the fallen
I am what hide's every beast
Waiting to tear the flesh off your bones
I am the void
I am the nothing
I am Darkness
poem by Samuel Sweetnam
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Darkness Sets Upon Her
Dark as ebony, dark as night
Dark as the raven in mid flight
Dark as the grave doth her heart grow
Cold and silent as the dead of night
Oh sweet angel of mercy, sweet angel of light
Beckon to her before she takes flight
Speak ever so softly, breath life back into her soul
That she'll not tread life's pathway
A hollow, empty shell full of darkness so foul
That eats away at the radiant light
Which once from the windows of her soul did flow
For quickly doth darkness set upon her
Stealing away what little remains pure
Blackening her heart, blotting out the light
Nevermore to shine, cold and silent as the dead of night
poem by Jennifer Batch
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Wandering Soul
I travel the Earth and the astral plains,
I’ve lived most my life in guilt and shame,
Shame for the life bestowed on to me,
Guilt for the demons I couldn’t set free.
I saw the horse prints in the sand,
I was stuck in travel of no man’s land,
The sand was hot and the sun was high,
I had to keep going but wanted to die.
The minutes turned to deathly hours,
Shallowly Cactus’ no sign of flowers,
Every grain of sand seemed my encumber,
No sign of rain no sounds of thunder.
I travel for days in search of a vision,
My soul it carries many incisions,
Incisions of darkness, incisions of light,
I’m a tortured soul that welcomes the night.
I try to reach many but only a few will hear,
The sound of my voice or my footsteps near,
I travel in the shadows of days and nights,
I try to step over and cross into the light.
I am dreary and my energy hardly glows,
I’m what you call a lost and wandering soul,
Drifting over the hills and across the plains,
No one see’s me or knows my name.
© 2011 Wind Songs Spiritual Poetry
poem by Annalee Hopkins
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At A Time When You Wanted To Leave On A Bright Morning (Villanelle)
From me do not take flight,
we should be happy at the brake of day
when the darkness is conquered by light.
In the morning suddenly everything is clear and bright,
even birds on the branches do twitter and play.
From me do not take flight,
know that my feelings for you are true and right,
are there in times of sorrow and when everything is gay,
when the darkness is conquered by light.
Even if at times we argue, at times in conversations fight
you still do love me even when you threaten to go away.
From me do not take flight,
sometimes you look lovely even through my tearful sight
and here now I beg you to stay,
when the darkness is conquered by light
and love me as intense as you did last night,
know my true feelings I pray.
From me do not take flight,
when the darkness is conquered by light.
poem by Gert Strydom
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When Im Over You
(words & music by milete)
When Im over you therell be darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im o-over you
When youre leavin is over and theres not another tear to cry
In the silence of that last goodbye just remember, remember this
When Im over you therell be darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im over, over you.
Ooh-ooh-ooh
When Im over you therell be darkness, darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im over, over you.
When Im over you therell be darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever shine again when Im over, over you.
When Im over you therell be darkness, darkness, darkness where my soul has been
And no light will ever, ever shine again when Im over you.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Light & Darkness
I remember light dimmed without darkness and darkness dimmed without light if you think about it there would be no light if there were no darkness, darkness needs lights, and light needs darkness, is that why heaven and hell do not fight, there calm but why.... they are enemies no? ....but even enemies know how to maintain balance... this light there is darkness on it... i see why.... what is light without darkness, if there were no darkness how would there be a light....... it would be a void of emptiness, thank you hells thank you heavens, thank you demons, thank you angels you know we must last so you maintain balance, you know of light and darkness......
poem by Richie Rampershad
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Galileo
Galileos head was on the block
The crime was looking up for truth
And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode
I try to trace them to my youth
And then you had to bring up reincarnation
Over a couple of beers the other night
And now Im serving time for mistakes
Made by another in another lifetime
How long till my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light
I call on the resting soul of galileo
King of night vision, king of insight
And then I think about my fear of motion
Which I never could explain
Some other fool across the ocean years ago
Must have crashed his little airplane
How long till my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light
I call on the resting soul of galileo
King of night vision, king of insight
Im not making a joke, you know me
I take everything so seriously
If we wait for the time till all souls get it right
Then at least I know therell be no nuclear annihilation
In my lifetime Im still not right
I offer thanks to those before me
Thats all Ive got to say
cause maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime
Now I have to pay
But then again it feels like some sort of inspiration
To let the next life off the hook
But shell say look what I had to overcome from my last life
I think Ill write a book
How long till my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach the highest light
Except for galileo God rest his soul
(except for the resting soul of galileo)
King of night vision, king of insight
How long
(till my soul gets it right)
[til we reach the highest light]
How long
(till my soul gets it right)
[til we reach the highest light]
How long
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Your Great Works Are In Silence Born..!
a prelude-:
we have been trained from ageless past to view'night and darkness' with a sort of aversion, fear and animosity.
night and darkness have been treated as 'antonyms' or 'opposites royal' to 'day and light'.
darkness has always been symbolized with ignorance.
day and night have been portrayed as the sworn enemies of the first order-one ready to pounce upon the other with flexed muscles to devour or demolish or drive away the other.
why such a view point?
could there be any disharmony in 'nature'?
why not shift our angle of vision, broaden our weighty narrowness on nature's beautiful back?
why not look kindly at' night' which gives rest to our tired limbs, fills our closed eyes with colourful dreams and rejuvenates our spirits?
why not consider ' day and night ' as ' true friends ' each performing with utmost sincerity the complementary tasks ordained by 'nature ' in the most friendly way-one taking leave of the other with heartfelt affection and the other saying ' good-bye ' with tearful eyes?
we should understand that ' light and shadow are inseparable-playing hide and seek with each other.
there is a faint light which our eyes can discern even in pitch-dark nights.
then why not give expressions to such a feeling of friendliness in a verse forgetting our own creations of fear.?
also, while nature's great constructive works blossom in solemn silence without any pomp and noise, her roaring deeds like tempest, floods, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, etc., end up in devastation and misery.
now please read my poem.
Dawn gently touches the Night with a ray of Light-
' Rest, my dear, your duty is over ! '
And to her western cave slowly walks the Night
Upon his wings the Wind takes the message of the Day
' Get up, Birds and Buds!
Yet another marvellous Day is at the Eastern skies! '
' Ho..ho..hurraah ho! '-
Full-throated birds welcome the day with flashing wings
The dreamy Flowers see-off the Stars to their heavenly homes
Slips the bashful Moon down the Western slopes;
' Mankind! roll-up your sleep to welcome the Day! '-trumpet theCocks;
Ethereal Clouds throng the horizon to salute the Sun;
Night says ' Good- Bye! '
Day kisses her forehead in affection;
Upon this Earth the Greenery in ecstasy dance;
Now the Colours calmly parade in the Skies
And the waves of Joy lap the hearts all around;
In solemn glory the golden Sun
Amidst welcome sounds bursts forth!
' O.. Mighty Nature!
Your Greatest Works Are In Silence Born! '
O the Marvellous Artist!
How to name my Swelling Joy..! '
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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The Void
By Samuel Sweetnam
Cold is the Void
That is what we are not
That is where we are to go
That is what we are to become
Dark is the void
That steals the night
That fills the heart
Of the greedy man
Black is the void
That hides the lost
That feeds the beast
That hunts the good
The void is cold
The void is dark
The void is black
The void is torture
If the void is all
We are to become
Then what is left
Is there no hope?
For one small child
Born one dark night
Among the void
Consuming the night
He brought the life
He brought the hope
Some two thousand years ago
He brought us light
So remember this
My dear friend
Of the babe born
On Christmas morn
He brought the Warm
He brought the light
He brought the Love
Among the night.
poem by Samuel Sweetnam
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Cosmic Gardens of the Soul
Mists and Moisture
Tears and Toil
Bring Thee Closer
To the Soil
Planting Rhythms
Guide the Seed
From the Heavens
To Earthly Deed
Harvest Time
For the Soul
Eternal Spring
From Which we Mould
Our Life Anew
For All the Earth
To Know Such Beauty
Our Own Worth
Love the Earth
As it Loves You
Natures Song
The Beautiful Hue
Prism Colors
Eternal Light
Erasing Darkness
Of The Night
Light of the World
Hope for All
If You Follow
Loves Soft Call
Rediscovered and Not Forsaken
We Must Follow and Awaken
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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The Duality Of Darkness And Light
If I search and seek inside my mind
The deeper I look the more I find
Exists a spiritual duality of darkness and light
My soul mirrors the world, the day and the night
In the darkness I seek the light to guide
From the sunlight I seek a shadow to hide
The dark is my shield, the light is my blade
They guide and protect me, the light and the shade
They are the sides of coin, opposed yet part of the same
They the sides of a blade, one cold one aflame
This is the spiritual duality of darkness and light
The immortal struggle of the day and the night
Two sides of one coin, two sides of one blade
The darkness and light, tools used yet obeyed
The shade of the daylight, the light in the night
Our immortal mortality, our hope yet our plight
The darkness a shield, the light a bright sword
To refuse their protection we cannot afford
Their immortal struggle, mirrored in our souls
They both play their parts, they both have their roles
A spiritual duality the darkness and light
A reflection of reality the day and the night
poem by Tim Vallie
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Ray Of Hope And Hope For Angel.
i thinks of you during the day and alot at night ur sweet kind soft ur love completes me it fulls the empty empty void in my weathered heart since day one u were always sweet sexy and classy always nice in ur heart is the kindest most blessed of all and anyone i ever know or knew in my self exile lost and alone i was then i start speaking wit u and then i was alike a candle u lit me up and once again happy i became always and forever in ur gratitude sweetheart my soul is out of darkness into the light ur smile ur voice u brighten my day anytime i hear from you may u always smile may ur heart never sway to the darkside as mine did last year may ur heart always smiles and glow like the warmest brightest sunrays for u warm my soul and brighten my heart Angel.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Clary
Because of her soul, Fall was mild,
in hazy noons, light was extolling,
in green pasture souls were calling
she called me; and the sun smiled.
Upon the grass she sat on prairie,
one thousand rain drops of longing
and was her rainy smile imploring,
amidst flowers, daisies, and clary.
There our souls sing odes forever,
fly above Autumn calls of twenty;
we pretend the world 's not empty,
wind's blades our love won't sever.
Above the prairie fly white doves;
care to see her form amid flow'rs
and then as night adorns the stars,
consents our stares then, of loves.
Winds call me, from empty noons;
her soul sings and snow flakes toil,
flying leaves dance my siren's coil,
and wonder aimlessly in odd tunes.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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