Role of the Poets
When worlds are in transitional flux
poets(people) young and old
all play key roles
to establish positive truth
destroying barriers blocking love
immortalizing lives with our love
to guide care-take and create
a redundant poem but
a beautiful truth
to constantly spread remind and reiterate
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Poets, Oh! Poets awake awake and face the world!
Life is bright and a pleasure to enjoy!
And above how nice to see the moon light!
Love is without blemishes and bliss in life!
Poets lie; lie more as much as you can!
Always write the positive traits
And suppress the negative, is it your habit
Or consciously do you do, to flinch the reality?
How do you get pleasure living in falsehood?
Life may be bright and but it has darkness inside
Which can't be overlooked, the moon has a spot
Love is a lust tick which sucks blood.
Poets play happy, happy game as much as you can!
But reality is truth, truth is the more reality
Make believe is a fairy tale lies only in the dream
When you awake it breaks in thousand pieces
Poets, oh! Poets awake, awake and face the world,
As it is! It is more beautiful and more truth in it.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Universal HealthCare Providers
I just want to know the depths
of your beauty
experience the fullness of you love
embrace all which brings you joy
Earth's planetary healing process begins from within
create a suitable world for all
destroy the negative inner barriers blocking truth beauty
yearning to reveal itself inside each individual placed here
to heal guide caretake create trust each other fully
communication opening clear channels
Communities uniting world wide love reflecting beauty aura
turning on planet earth universal beacon of creation
open invitation usher all universal loving beings
open ourselves to receive proper help
save planet restore health
Welcome healers guides caretakers
learn to trust once again
be open honest let go forgive ourselves each other
equal as all
balance creation destroying with positive intent
all that hinders flow of honest truth beauty emanating from within
Learn to love love itself anything that brings another being positive joy
reconnect the bond of humanity restore the universal planetary partnership
live life knowing anything can happen at any moment infinite forms of possibility
waiting to create itself into firm reality Living without fear anxiety of what may come
A Life liberated free complete unguarded all in our own unique way reflecting a certain beauty truth love yearning to reconnect with itself
to share trust living open without judgment fear
our true strength reveals itself in our vulnerability
earth as one organic universal planetary healing community
Creation essential in maintaining life
destruction equally essential in maintaining balance
again learn trust pledge full support to leaders both righteous and just
released from all which inhibits corrupts
work Together support reaffirm
our faith in ourselves each other
Restore our faith in life
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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A Clash Between Truth And Love!
Love has a spell over everyone!
Who is there not swayed by love?
Truth I say friends take as advice;
But words of love they accept as
Decree of divine dispensation!
Love wins what truth struggles.
Same thing happens with poets too;
Poets are overtaken by poetesses
by being ladies of beauty and love!
Poets however sincere they are
Are left behind poetesses often!
Intellect can be used to say truth;
Imagination can be used to do so!
Dry intellectual truth falls on deaf ears
But sweet imaginary truth reaches all!
Wisdom lies in maintaining silence
Believing that truth will prevail finally!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The Honest Truth
the truth is i love you
the truth is i always dream of you at night
the truth is i do my best to hide it from you
the truth is the future is blank without you
the truth is i am hurting
the truth is i am scared
i am scared how i pretend in front of everyone
the truth is a cannot tell anyone of this
the truth is i cannot even tell you
then it starts to hurt even more
the truth is i'm scared to tell you
the truth is you might be scared to break her heart
the truth is i'm scared you might love me too
the truth is i am not happy
the truth is i don't feel the love i want
the truth is i want to be loved by you only
the truth is you're too blind to see
the truth is you might not believe me if i told you
the truth is you might be scared of it
the truth is the emotional distance kills me
the truth is being close to you makes it worse
should i tell you this truth?
would you believe this truth?
the truth....the truth....the truth...
i'm the only one who knows the
and this truth hurts
because the truth is i love you
the truth is i love you
the truth is i still love you....
03 August 2010
poem by Neo Patricia Monamodi
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Those Who Spread Falsehoods
What others say of me can't say I much care
Since of my own shortcomings I am all too aware
But when speaking of me of me do not lie
Since you would not like lies to be spread about you neither would I.
Some truths of me may seem bitter but the truth I can take
I won't lose sleep to the truth all night in bed awake
To deliberately spread lies about someone is a terrible thing
Those who spread falsehoods bad karma on themselves do bring.
Sometimes by the truth friendships are lost and won
But the truth is the truth when all is said and done
The truth can convict you or set you free
And the truth is never wrong with that most would agree
Though we may not always like of us what is true
I will accept the truth since the truth is my due
But deliberate lies of us seem hard to forgive
For I too believe in live and let live.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Told The Truth The Other Day
I TOLD THE TRUTH THE OTHER DAY
I told the truth the other day
I tell it today-
The truth about myself
Is my poem-
But why should anyone else care?
Because it is their truth and their poem and their life?
I don’t know and I don’t think so -
But maybe for some for some time in some way -perhaps –
I speak my truth
Is it yours?
And does our truth matter anyway?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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poem by David Keig
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I Want to Be True
I don't want to be clever or witty or wise
I just want to be true.
Truth?
Truth was us when, inside me, you looked into my eyes and found my love,
Truth was us when we laughed and played,
Truth was us when you cared too much for me to make love to me,
Truth was us, when knowing me, you were brave in your words and helped me be true.
Truth?
Truth was your tenderness, your joy, your heart.
Truth was my surrender, my giving, my happiness.
Truth was your love, was my love, was the love we created between us.
The truth was our honesty and ease.
Truth?
Truth is the emptiness I feel at my loss of you,
Truth is my naïve hope, all present, that you will come to me,
Truth is the pain at night while I grieve for you,
Truth is my smile and my love playing the memories.
Truth is this moment, the now, the present.
The truth is I had something more than wonderful, and I can't have it anymore.
The truth is I so wish I was with you.
Truth?
So many truths?
I will be true in the moment. x
poem by Susan Cook
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Lies About Love
We are a liars, because
the truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow,
whereas letters are fixed,
and we live by the letter of truth.
The love I feel for my friend, this year,
is different from the love I felt last year.
If it were not so, it would be a lie.
Yet we reiterate love! love! love!
as if it were a coin with a fixed value
instead of a flower that dies, and opens a different bud.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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In The Land Of Joy
Flat face and round bottom,
Long face and small bottom,
One can surely make it a big difference!
And like the power of one's love in the land of joy.
One letter can create a book,
One vote can change a nation,
One candle can be lighted to overcome the darkness!
Yes, one can surely make it a big difference.
One bird can herald a spring,
One smile cam create a beautiful contact,
One's dream cam lead to one's success,
And one laugh can conquer gloom!
But the joy of your muse is from the power of one.
One can surely make is a big change!
One seed can create a garden,
One song can spark movement,
And one poem can touch the hearts of many!
For the joy of my mind is now seen by others.
One tree can give birth to a forest,
One star can guide a ship,
One letter can deeply touch your heart,
One step can start a long journey,
One word can give birth to a prayer!
And like your first kiss to your lover.
One hope can lift the spirits,
One love can bring about the peace and joy of this world,
One touch can inspire love and care;
And one voice can speak the truth with wisdom!
But the joy of this poem is edited by one's mind.
One life can make the difference to guide you on,
One's freedom can liberate others;
And like the star which guided the Three Wise Men,
For one can surely make it a big difference in this life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Seeker of truth
Seeking truth
I'm the seeker of truth
I'm interested to know
What is truth and where it is
Though I know nothing about truth
Though everything is truth
And truth is everywhere.
I know only love is truth
And truth is love and
It is with all animate
And inanimate.
I have no other interest
I have no other motive
But to love
But to seek truth
I'm the seeker of truth
And truth is love
And love is truth.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
Thrown to Hit
The truth has frightened.
None knew it would be like this.
They believed truth could be dismissed.
Like a white lie told from lips.
But truth is unresisting.
It hits like a ton of bricks.
And could care less,
Who denies its existence.
And those living without it...
Now find their lives in a mess.
The hour of truth has arrived.
And recognizing it,
Catches many by surprise.
Why?
Because so many believed,
It was something they could create.
Like a lie told that is given life.
But there is nothing artificial about truth.
It will always remain solid like a rock.
And when it is thrown to hit...
It hurts!
Getting over it...
Is not as easy as getting up off the ground!
Once it lands,
Truth has a tendency to stay around.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If Only I Could Write A Beautiful Poem
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
I would write it special and only to you
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
So that we will forever remain so very very true
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
With more than a goodness like something new
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
Like the everlasting stay of the sky so blue
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
I would pray to God
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
I would work very hard for the Lord
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
With happiness the remain all through the year
f only I could write a beautiful love poem
Knowing that you will be very near
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
One so very very true
If only I could write a beautiful love poem
I would write it just for you
poem by Douglas Carter
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Anja
A man kills his wife, two sons and himself!
Living in a land called 'Münsterland' like a Monster's Land;
But, what can we now do about it?
For, many are really disturbed in this life! !
However, we need true love in this life from each other to move on.
My love to you is like the outskirts of Axim!
And my name is Anja with this muse of love towards you;
But to learn to do the positive things always is like the muse of peace,
And, my love to you is like the Mississippi River in the land of your joy!
The truth about life is peace and love,
The truth about love is with care and unity,
And like the aroma of peace in the land of beautiful flowers!
But, hatred led a man to kill himself and his family in 'Münsterland'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Read poem write poem and poem
Read poem write poem and poem
I know poem is the best
Poem has emotion poem has life
Through poem we can reach
Where we want to reach.
I express myself through poem
Truth is in the poem
And truth is my expression.
Know truth live with truth
Truth is in the poem.
Read poem write poem and poem.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Cold Day Hot Poetry
Cold day hot poetry
Truth is here
With false sorry.
Poetry is true
World is false
This is not my story.
Words are not under my control
It is word I
That is to see.
I care not what you say
I care only truth and truth
And truth that only I say.
Excuse me if I am not able to touch
But I have got a lot of love
To you all living and non-living
I Love you and I seek your blessing.
I am hopeful and this world is wonderful
My wife is beautiful and my work is successful
You are my grand master and life is nectar-full.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Let Everything Good And Beautiful Come
let everything good and beautiful come
to cheer the truth
it is arriving with dignity
on the entrance of your house
where you stand by the door
without anything
like a bag or an extra shirt
or a wallet with some money
or an ID for your identification
of who you are
when truth comes
oh let their be joy and let
there be some flowers
spread on the pathway
let there be some perfume
of rose scents in the air
let their be joy when truth
comes by your door
embrace it with gladness
truth is always a friend
truth is always beautiful
even if it brings you the
news of the core of your
existence: death
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Digress The Law
How long will this be in the heart of the prophets?
For the prophets who prophesy lies are still around my people;
And i have seen them making up schemes to digress the law,
And devising a plan to dissuade my people! !
How long shall this be?
Yet still, they say that all is well;
And where are the ethics of my people? !
For the false prophets around have captured their minds.
Positive is the way ahead and truth is beautiful,
But for the lack of knowledge my people perish in your hands;
And the whole world is deceived as at now,
But these false prophets say that all is well.
We are now in the state of dilemma without control,
But blessed is the one whose eyes do see;
So chisel out the tablets and tell them the truth,
For how long shall they lead my people in the dark? !
The truth is always beside us if only if we will look around for it,
And it is like the muse of my love in the land of peace;
So be very wise on this earth before it is too late,
For not all that glitters around you is gold.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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God's Poets A Good Poem & Love
GOD'S POETS
The prize jewels of any nation
Are the philosophers of the heart.
How they think is universal
For it's God who makes them so smart.
Most poets tell the truth of life
Though they may wrap it in beauty.
It's their passion, not their purpose
To compose is but their duty.
Poets have no reason to lie
When the truth is always so clear.
All that others say and do
Is but food for the poet's ear.
One merit of a poet's work
Which most cannot deny.
They say more and in fewer words
To illuminate you and I.
God sent His poets down to earth
With words of wisdom and of worth.
That they might touch the souls of men
And bring them back to Him again.
A GOOD POEM
A good poem paints a picture
For both your heart and brain.
It doesn't need a second chance
To make its meaning plain.
A good poem is like the flower
The lily or the rose.
God plants it in a poet's brain
And there its beauty grows.
A good poem like a cardinal
Is pregnant with song
You can't help but hear its message
As it sings what's right or wrong.
A good poem helps us remember
What the joys of life are for
It makes us want to love someone
Till death comes knocking at our door.