Turn to His fold
Why do we ultimate think of and turn to His fold?
Why such is state when we develop fear and cold?
Why do we develop first belonging of the world?
To feel discouraged when reality is bluntly told
Where else individual can finally go for solace?
Who will offer him solace, a big buildings or palaces?
Enormous wealth will add to tension and worry
You won’t know what else you need to carry?
You are left with no option but to try other means
Turning to friends means to invite betrayal and lean
Turning to relatives means another big no
These all will turn you to search for and ready to go
This is how we turn our head towards mythological belief
We shall go in for many orthodox means to avail relief
It won’t be coming to you even after following blind way
You are left with no future and no hope of bright ray
I think turning to God has been taken as final refuge
You try to believe in for what you continuously refused
You thought of reaching highest peak and scaled
Still you felt of being cheated and failed
If we are following what has been going on for years
It will never fail us even if unkind words fall on ears
Slight deviation from our faith may bring little misfortune
As we prefer to sing songs which are really out of tunes
If good words were to prove miracle we could have resorted to
If lip services were to be of great importance we could have sorted out
Alas! Such option was open and meant to be used for alleviation
We could have volunteered for it and preferred deviation
Prayer is biggest strength and source
It has tremendous appeal and force
Nothing wrong if you murmur your verses
When bowing down to any God including Jesus
It is taken as finals countdown for surrender
You are all out for regret as having been offender
Now you want to repent for all your sins
No material gain is important for you now as loss or win
It may travel to Him without concern
It may now be for Him to make raport in turn
The message will heal not only heart burns
But heart itself with mercy and yield great returns
Prayers are nothing but a will power to acknowledge
Surrender to thee with clean heart when difficult to manage
Prayers can be in group, by individual or as an ordinary man
It matters more if that is performed purely as human
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Special prayers
Why prayers have lead role to play?
No one can offer any explanation and say?
How is that it gives immediate relief to mind?
We find Joy and happiness of special kind
It is serving as medicine to ailing body
Prayer is only alternative left to everybody
No restriction on visiting any holy place
So long it serves purpose and offers solace
It has unique way of offering calm
Peace prevails without any particular harm
It has tremendous impact on rage and fury
Relieves of any tension and no addition of worry
What generally do we offer in our prayers?
Do we go there as sellers or buyers?
Is that only our purpose for getting relief?
Does that not strengthen or faith and belief/
We know that we have many compulsions
So many thought bombs explode with fusions
It has its own chain action and reaction
Then where do they go for simple perfection?
It is wise to surrender to almighty for direction
Honest words and prayers offered for recitation
Service to poor and down trodden with good faith
Will escape you unhurt form anybody’s wrath?
Nothing wrong in it if that provides mental peace?
Helps in building character to live in harmony at ease
What else one can expect or gain form sincere prayers/
Gives enough satisfaction when we look back to yesteryears
It is open way for freedom and salvation
Easiest path for betterment and self elevation
Positive approach and expulsion of negative thoughts
Easy circulation of pure blood without any clots
You are at east with complete surrender
You may not feel guilty or offender
Things may come naturally to you
As the prayers are deemed to be true
There is tremendous force behind anything you offer
You may have disbelief and many thing s to differ
You may not see eye to eye for guilty conscious
Still there may be on going struggle in mind continuous
When you bow your head, half of your guilt melts away
Heart and mind continues to search and finds the way
There is miraculous process to help to over come crisis
There is no explanation to this or any special thesis
For age old we have tried to live under tension
Prayers have always found favor and mention
What more is expected or desired from person?
Holistic approach without any mention with reason
You may have to go long away with struggle
Life is like boiling pot with all the bubbles
You may have many ups and down
Try to do away with guilt and own
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Doing the right thing.....
Sometimes it means giving in
When you know that nothing else matter
Sometimes it means needing to be quiet
When words can no longer deliver the message
Sometimes it means going separate ways
When things have gotten unbearable and hopeless
Sometimes it means turning away
When your presence will do more harm than good
Sometimes it means giving up your dreams
When you no longer have time to dream
Sometimes it means stop hoping
When there's nothing else to hope for
Sometimes it means giving up your reasons
When you know that they just don't fit
Sometimes it means masking your true feelings
When you know that you have to put up a face
Sometimes it means keeping the love within your heart
When you know that it can only bring pain.
poem by Malaya Bodlaver
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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Sincere prayers
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to try and recover
No more to suffer
You may have different ideas and differ
Still I am with you and offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
Prayers always pay in return
It is now our turn
Face the truth and don’t show the back and run
Take he pledge under the sun
Don’t make any kind of fun
Since you have remained bed ridden
My emotions have remained hidden
They are trying to come out in form of tears
I can’t show it out and pain always bear
I try to pick up your words and hear
It is how I feel so deep
I can’t bear it and weep
Nights look barren and I can’t sleep
Through his window panes I try to peep
I burn with anger but smile I keep
You must come out of oblivion
Like players you shouldn’t rest in pavilion
Provide me with courage and inspiration
I can’t bear any more separation
It may lead to some kind of negation
I wish you to stand on your feet
I will be the first person to greet
You come out in open and meet
We shall clean up wounds and treat
I shall try to occupy permanent sear
I may not find any solace till you recover
You should make all efforts to cover
If you fail then everything will be over
I pray for your health till you fully recuperate
This is how I feel and is the tale of state
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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World Start Turning
I was born in the southern land
Yeah, a million miles from america
And whatever we wanted was just a matter of choosing
And I was raised in the great white way
Just like all those kids in america
And the t.v. taught us to win with no thought of losing (then I woke up)
This is the real world, the real town without pity
This is the real world, in the shadow of the city
This is the real wheel,
You dont get too many spins
This is the real deal, not everybody wins
Just another soul lost in america
I was so frustrated and I got so lonely
It almost took a miracle to open my eyes
World start turning (turn into the wind)
World start turning (some things were never meant to be)
Ive been standing on the beach
Crying to the raging sea
I was falling, falling
Heart start beating (turn into the wind)
Heart start beating (some things were never meant to be)
Made a promise to myself
Ill never get that low again
We were taught if man believes in
What he wants in america
Its only a matter of time, just a matter of seasons
But I walk through the houses of dreams that died
I see the ones still trapped there the ones that tried
But spent the rest of their lives wondering why
And searching for reasons (and they never wake up)
This is the real world, youve got to know just when to bend
Here in the world, precious little matters in the end
This is the real world, the real town without pity
This is the real world, in the shadow of the city
Just another soul lost in america
I was so frustrated and I got so lonely
It almost took a miracle to open up my eyes
World start turning (turn into the wind)
World start turning (some things were never meant to be)
Ive been standing on the beach
Crying to the raging sea
I was falling, falling
Heart start beating (turn into the wind)
Heart start beating (some things were never meant to be)
Made a promise to myself
Ill never get that low again
You cant stop the world, cant stop the world
Never could settle for where I was
Too many places I was trying to be
The times I succeeded and the times I failed
You know that no one will remember but me
World start turning, world start turning
Ive been standing on the beach
Crying to the raging sea
I was falling, falling
Heart start beating (turn into the wind)
Heart start beating (some things were never meant to be)
Made a promise to myself
Ill never get that low again
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Turn To Stone
The city streets are empty now the lights dont shine no more
And so the songs are way down low turning turning turning
A sound that flows into my mind the echoes of the daylight
Of everything that is alive in my blue world
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
The dying embers of the night a fire that slowly fades till dawn
Still glow upon the wall so bright burning burning burning
The tired streets that hide away from here to everywhere they go
Roll past my door into the day in my blue world
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Yes, Im turnin to stone cos you aint comin home.
Why you aint comin home if Im turnin to stone?
Youve been gone for so long and I cant carry on,
Yes, Im turnin, Im turnin, Im turnin to stone.
The dancing shadows on the wall the two-step in the hall
Are all I see since youve been gone turning turning turning
Through all I sit here and I wait I turn to stone I turn to stone
You will return again some day to my blue world
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Tears Will Always Shed
tears will always shed,
when we're apart,
you'll never understand,
the pain I feel.
I'll always remember,
what I've been through,
especially when,
it comes to you.
I know it seems foolish,
but I thought it would be you,
to stand beside me,
and to wipe away my tears.
I know that it's hard,
just being there,
not knowing what,
to do or even think.
it happens to all,
that moment,
when we're at a loss,
for every word.
I'm sorry for everything,
all you've been through,
the broke. home,
and the lost hope.
but believe me when I say,
you'll turn out great,
you have a great mind,
with a heart in the right place.
you'll go far,
that I have no doubt,
you've got a great life,
that's waiting for you.
just go my dear,
and don't look back,
I'll always be here,
if you ever crack.
no matter how many,
tears I shed,
it means nothing,
without you there.
don't get me wrong,
I want you to always,
follow your dreams,
even if it means I break.
so good-bye,
just take those steps,
leave me here,
please my dear?
poem by Katherine Bryce
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A touch and go
I buried myself long ago
It was just touch and go
One little useful thought
Complete salvation was sought
I had dreamed about many things
I could do nothing much or attained something
It was as usual complete rout
I have nothing more to talk about
My heart remained almost dry
No one came forward and asked why
No river flow was expected
I accepted the fact and never reacted
I had so much to offer
I remained among and never differed
Yet I got kick backs in return
I had nothing to offer in turn
It was creating lots of impact
I was expected reasonably to act
I was burdening for no useful out come
I had strong desire but was not always welcome
I think for calling of the day
This is only option or way
Person should make voluntary recall
As it can be his final call
No one may come to know of fine gesture
You have lived for them for entire tenure
It was now turning against you
You have lost the faith and it is very true
I am no were physically connected
Fear in mind and illusions wrongly created
It is driving me away from real world
The world seems different and very cold
I see the concept differently
Even though I have not felt it unhappily
It is gradual change and has affected many
I am one of the individual among so many
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Will Turn Criminal
You will turn criminal
Disregard for man, woman and animals
No more fear of God,
May make other people blind by putting hot rod
We are such thankless creature
We want to make everything sure
No sympathy whatsoever for fellow brethren
Only occupied with own concern
Only cruel weapon God has
That worry is always seen on face
Death deters person from doing evil
He knows result is on anvil
He has to give complete account
When pressure mounts
Not here but in another world
Where it is entirely different fold
Initially you are wrongly drawn
So long it is not made known
When everything is before you crystal clear
You develop little worry and fear
We are hundred percent sure and know
Any time life can be in danger and go
No means to stop that disaster
As some one else is the master
You may feel great for time being
As you might have ascended as kind
The whole world may seem to be in your grip
But you won’t know when it may go out of your hand or slip
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Turn To Me
Turn to me, Burning me, Turn to me, Burning me
From all the taking down,
To the driving far away.
As if we're lost and found,
Removing us everyday yeah.
Pushing things too far,
Or never moving it along.
Forgiving and forget,
Only makes one person strong.
Hoping and finding, resisting, denying,
Hey, with your classic words of
Turn to me, that's what you say
When you're burning me, that's what you do
When you turn to me, need more days
And the time to turn you off.
Turn to me, that's what you say
When you're burning me, that's what you do
When you turn to me, need more days
And the time to turn you off.
There's no familiar face, or a hand to cling upon,
We've walked a short distance, but it took so very long.
Hoping and fighting, resisting, denying,
With your classic words of
Turn to me, that's what you say
When you're burning me that's what you do
When you turn to me, need more days
And the time to turn you off.
Knowing that we'll jump a little too high to live
Knowing that it's safe, but not safe enogh to give.
Your heart, your dream, no give, no recieve,
Respect, believe, turn to me.
Turn to me, burning me
Turn to me, time to turn you off,
Burning, me, turn to me, resisting, denying.
Turn to me, that's what you say
When you're burning me, that's what you do
When you turn to me, need more days
And the time to turn you off.
Turn to me, that's what you say
When you're burning me, that's what you do
When you turn to me, need more days
And the time to turn you off.
Oh why don't you, why don't you, why don't you, why don't you, why don't you
turn to me baby, time to turn you off,
Turning me not burning me, turning me not burning me, now turning me not
burning me, yeahhhhhh.
Turning me, oh burning me now na-ba-dupa-ba-dupa-ba-dupa yeahhhhhh
Turn me, oh burning me, why don't you burn me yeahhhhh
Turn to me, that's what you say
When you're burning me, that's what you do,
When you turn to me, need more days
And the time to turn you off.
Turn to me, that's what you say,
When you're burning me, that's what you do,
When you turn to me, need more days
And the time to turn you off!!
song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
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We must present democracy as a force holding within itself the seeds of unlimited progress by the human race. By our actions we should make it clear that such a democracy is a means to a better way of life, together with a better understanding among nations. Tyranny inevitably must retire before the tremendous moral strength of the gospel of freedom and self-respect for the individual, but we have to recognize that these democratic principles do not flourish on empty stomachs, and that people turn to false promises of dictators because they are hopeless and anything promises something better than the miserable existence that they endure. However, material assistance alone is not sufficient. The most important thing for the world today in my opinion is a spiritual regeneration which would reestablish a feeling of good faith among men generally. Discouraged people are in sore need of the inspiration of great principles. Such leadership can be the rallying point against intolerance, against distrust, against that fatal insecurity that leads to war. It is to be hoped that the democratic nations can provide the necessary leadership.
quote by George Marshall
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Take My Life
I think that we've come to under-estimate the phrase
Take my life
It carries so much weight?
Take my life
It means kill me
Take all that I have
Take my life
It means everything I am, everything I was, everything I will be
It's all yours
Take my life
It means surrender
Absolute surrender
Take my life
It means it's honestly not yours anymore
That you can't make your own decision anymore
Because it's not yours to live for yourself
Take my life
It's the strongest phrase I think we use
yet it's severly underrated
Take my life
We sing it in songs and then forget what we said
Live like we always did
Take my life
Take my life
I want to mean it for real
I'm really surrendering
Take my life
I'll be the one to lay it down
I finally know Jesus what I mean when I say
Take my life
poem by David Knox
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Think of lovely music
I think of lovely music
May be same divine magic
Deep love and pain mixed with joy
In silent corner to watch and enjoy
May be love has only one language
To take care of feelings and assuage
Little fingers moving in curly hair
Whole world at feet to find it here
Whole of my time is spent in search
You can’t find it in dark even with torch
Heart must be delighted with burning pain
There is place somewhere to cry and n wait for rain
As air thickens with lovely melody
It becomes concern of no body
It silences the sadness in corner
The fire is extinguished from the burner
It is possible words may not be understood
It is equally true not to have supplemented for food
But it has given some relief to know it better
Music can keep you love alive and nicely cater
Pain may vary with high and low tones
The doors slowly open and path is shown
Love may be meant to be embrace
Stand up in faith and make it truly to face
What it does with ailing mind?
It is dead already for nothing to find
Search has ended in failure
Life is uncertain and not sure
Not even wealth or drink may satisfy
They will add to woe and surely multiply
Nothing may come out of it even if you cry
You may feel dejected and nothing may be left to shy
There won’t be anything for coming to aid
So many good words are known to have said
Nothing is helping to come out of great shock
The eyes are paining as they run out of stock
Only few options are open to relax and enjoy
The nature is full of means to provide the joy
It is how we can pick the thread and tie
There is enough with bird’s wing to fly
Some language must be tried to convey
It can provide some relief much to our dismay
There is hidden strength in songs and music
It has something to do with anything that is tragic
Evenings may turn dry and noon so hostile
You can go for fresh air in morning meanwhile
Still nothing as such can compare the lovely melody
You may love to donate everything even if you are miser or greedy
There is divine blessings coupled with harmony
This might have not been experienced by many
Yet that has ruled several ailing mind with much relief
Music to ears is rare blessing and it is firm belief too
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Turn It On
Reaching to another day
And the world is just one step away
Making money, aiming blind
Its time to change - leave it all behind
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
Hear the echos in you heart
Turn your mind in - then - make a start
Anything you want to be
Will soon become reality - then youll see
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
Youre out of touch - so turn it on
You dont need much - to burn it on
Take a different point of view
And discover just what you can do
Getting closer every day
Now the world is just a step away - (dontdelay)
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
You hit the top - so turn it on
Youll never stop - just burn it on
Turn it on (turn it on) - whenever you can
Turn it on (groovinon) - you know that you can
Turn it on (turn it on, yeah) - whenever you can
Turn it on (just movinon) - you know that you can
Turn it on
Turn it on
Turn it on
Turn it on
song performed by by Level 42
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Few Words
Few words
Can cause
Wonder or a disaster
Can make sound
More than a bomb
Resulting into breakdown
Of the heart and mind
Few words
Can turn a sad face
Into a one with a big smile
Few words
Can be heavier than the
Biggest of hammers
Can break intimate
Relationship
Turn it into enmity
Few words can be sharper
Than a knife
Can cut the thread of trust
Into thousand pieces
Few words can be
Very soothing
Can heal wound faster
Than any medicine
Few words of sympathy
Can give solace to
Someone in agony
Few words of apology
Can resolve the biggest
Differences
Few words of
Encouragement
Can motivate someone
To the road of victory
Few words of love
Can bring
Two unknown souls
Together
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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People are selfish
"People are selfish and oriented" book had nice quote
We sometimes let it go even though it seems with sugar coat
We like words uttered in praise
Even though we know it means start of bad phase
We should know what is right and wrong for us
We should never follow any one and blindly trust
People are far more intelligent than what we think
Their deeds can not be put on page with ink
It is said if you give little finger
They will try to hold hand altogether
They will demand more if shown little favor once
Next time they come determined and take another chance
It is human nature and search for people to accommodate
It is common concern for people to share and relate
But if no avenue is open in tense situation
Then there prevails uncertainty and confusion
By hook or crook you try to secure a passage
The situation is so tight that you are unable to manage
It has become do or die situation and got to be through
The only option available is either to pursue or woo
It is difficult to secure any kind of loan unconditionally
It an be obtained from friends occasionally
It spoils the relation later on as we fail to return
Now it proves headache for friend in turn
Try to avoid monetary exchange among relatives
Even if that is unavoidable then make it subjective
Think of bad risk always and forget as soon as given
But if relation is spoiled then nothing will be forgiven
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Chilled Waves
That idea itself sent me a chilled wave
I became coward and felt self defeated even though brave
Why it is so threatening with known factor?
We know it well on life’s stage as an actor
Why at all we develop cold feet when reach final stage?
Life is uncertain and we know it to end at any age
Why do we sit alone and think of those golden pages?
Certainly a reminder to know what all had taken place in all the stages
Life has proved a great struggle with all kind of mystery
That has remained hidden in the impregnable wall of history
Even though throughout the life I have shown complete misery
Now that comes before eyes and causes me concern and worry
No one may have soft corner or take note of my departure
As life was dear to me and had used it for self pleasure
Did little or nothing for friends and relatives in any of the case
The life had lost its meaning and eroded the foundation or base
I have survived great onslaught by putting brave front
Life was going to prove as joke but I halted it bluntly
Even though the means employed in it may be selfish or unfair
I thought it a wise step to survive in this world as fair
You will be forgotten completely the moment you are no more
Life’s memory is very short and that is why it remains in the store
I am no exception and think continuously in this regard
It takes me no where as thoughts are pushing me backward
I can’t take steps back ward and improve upon the past
As life has moved many ups and down so fast
I too did some of the things which can’t be considered worthwhile
Life may be over as soon as we are no more and closed the file
Nothing is late in life if you sincerely try to believe
It is not important how much you lived or tried to live
Life can be started fresh if you have chosen to repent
Start with new beginning considering it as heavenly sent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Come Of Age
A voice sat deep inside you says,
Just waste away till nothing fades.
As shadows are left behind,
To make the world go blind.
Something down inside you knows,
You’ll join where all the rivers flow,
And drown beneath the sea,
Believing you are free.
I’ve lost that thing inside me that tells me what is real,
I don’t know the way I’m thinking, I can’t quite make out the way I feel,
I know the people sat around me, think they know me, more than I
Still I cant hear a word they say sat so far beyond the skies.
They talk of things I’ve never heard of
Words that seem surreal.
Never heard but not unheard of,
Still can’t make out what is real.
Turning round in deep emotion,
Mixing the colours of my soul.
Burning all the things you left behind
to make me whole.
Nothings left inside of me
You know not what you hold.
Something’s gone inside of me
The futures left un told.
But the past is crystal clear now
and you are all I see,
I don’t have the answers
drowned so deep beneath the sea.
By the waves of your emotion,
Eating up my world.
Could you save the ocean?
Can you see the bird?
Flying flagships in the sky,
places we could pass on by,
this is out world or so it seems,
its alike nothing from my dreams,
its so much more.
To come of age,
To turn the page
As angels spread there wings,
You know your bird can sing babe
The songs of love you bring.
Take me the river bed, its only then you’ll know I’m dead.
When every words been spoken when I lie broken in the head.
Aspirations of divinity, they never meant so much to me
As they did to you that day,
Walk with me another way
Don’t pass me by and sigh and say,
Don’t claim that you don’t know me
When I know the song you sing.
Turning in your circle,
Following a square,
How is it your questioning existence
As if you were never there?
Lost in time, we’ve lost our face
Where is it we lost our faith?
Dream a dream for daybreak,
The future lies untold,
Turn the page with reason,
Watch the day unfold
Sink into a blissful sleep,
This peace I hope is mine to keep
Mine to cherish through the wisdom of the years.
Don’t count your tears as you wish away the clouds
That crowd the sky by the day,
You’ll miss them when there gone, this feeling wont last long
So embrace it for a while, take it in with a smile.
poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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