Biscuit Of The Day
On the morning they left
we said goodbye
filled with sadness
for the absence to come.
Inside the palanquins
on the camels' backs
I saw their faces beautiful as moons
behind veils of golden cloth.
Beneath the veils
tears crept like scorpions
over the fragrant roses
of their cheeks.
These scorpions do not harm
the cheek they mark.
They save their sting
for the heart of the sorrowful lover.
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Leavetaking
On the morning they left
we said goodbye
filled with sadness
for the absence to come.
Inside the palanquins
on the camels' backs
I saw their faces beautiful as moons
behind veils of golden cloth.
Beneath the veils
tears crept like scorpions
over the fragrant roses
of their cheeks.
These scorpions do not harm
the cheek they mark.
They save their sting
for the heart of the sorrowful lover.
Poetry Is Read Surface Meaning Shimmers
mystics devote precious lifetimes
trying to peer through thin veils
trying to tear through thin veils
trying to understand awareness
scholars comb research libraries articles
philosophers psychologists study minds
archaeologists systematically dig in site dirt
poets probe creatively mine visions infinite
once the poetry is read the surface
can no longer hide beneath veils
come ride our roller-coaster be careful
on turns flying through mind's eyes
risk riding roller-coaster poetic thoughts
strips bare superficial bias world reviews
explore past edges get under faces skins
learn reality shadows living rift conditions
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tears {two }
You take tears as weakness
But I not, I take it as a detergent
To wash the shoot long accumulated inside
To get the perspective of things straight and afresh,
My heart has a rainbow which sends some gems
On the apple cheeks like morning dew on the grass showing
Seven colours, white on the top and at the bottom black
when I see more beautiful dreams in my eyes
being out of space tears roll down like pearls
sometimes tears come out when the day is very beautiful and
it is quickly passing out
tears are weakness for those
who connect them with fears
my tears come when I see someone
kills virtue and honesty
my tears become angel- beautiful
when they come not for me alone
but for others too
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Listening To A Beautiful Woman Singing The Songs Of War
they all left their homes and sailed on pumped boats
to the other island
children all gathered like some dried grits of maize
while their fathers stand and hold their hands on their brows
looking for the right direction
their mothers covering their faces
with veils
bringing all the necessities
that will last them for only a few days
this is the quick way to save their lives
from an ongoing war
when the enemies attack their homes
the only one left in their silent place
is this beautiful woman
singing on top of her voice
in acapella the songs of war
and death
some blood will again flow
more men shall be killed
as history repeats
itself
good men doing nothing
except to follow orders of the lying queen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Tears in Desert
Once upon a time in a desert,
There was a camel and an oasis,
Large terrain, scorpions, rattlesnakes, cruel sun and cactus,
Camel galloped its way through the painful elements,
May be this was less,
Qabilas and Pathans used it,
Bruised it,
Work done; Bye bye,
Beautiful motives to use it,
Tears filled its eyes but sun evaporated them all,
No one cared so on its knees,
Still working its way towards oasis,
But not getting it right,
Do you know who camel was? , or is?
Think twice, take your time,
Hope this time would enough for its journey to oasis...
poem by Vikrant Jog
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Ch 07 On The Effects Of Education Story 09
It is narrated in the compositions of philosophers that scorpions are not born in the same manner like other living beings but that they devour the bowels of their mother and, after gnawing through the belly, betake themselves to the desert. The skins which may be seen in the nests of scorpions are the evidence of this. I narrated this story to an illustrious man who then told me that his own heart bore witness to the truth of it for the case could not be otherwise inasmuch as they, having in their infancy dealt thus with their fathers and mothers, they were beloved and respected in the same manner when they grow old.
A father thus admonished his son:
O noble fellow, remember this advice.
‘Whoever is not faithful to his origin
Will not become the companion of happiness.’
A scorpion, having been asked why he did not go out in winter, replied: ‘What honour do I enjoy in summer that I should come out also in winter?’
Poem on a loves ending
Poem on a loves ending
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Tonight I shall love you
As I could love no more
In the morning I shall say goodbye
And be filled with such sorrow
You hold a place in my heart
And there you will remain
For all the world I love you
Now I must let you go
In the morning I must let you go
If I could hold this night forever
And you in my arms
To look into your eyes
For a moment to be eternity
And save a broken heart
For all my dreams it cannot be
Like the night this love must end
Come the morning, this love must end
should out paths meet again someday
I shall hold my heart from speaking
And remember this night, our night
When I loved as I could never love again
And to save my heart, I said goodbye
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Enough Is Enough (No More Tears) (feat. Barbra Streisand)
NO MORE TEARS (ENOUGH IS ENOUGH)
It's raining, it's pouring
my lovelife is boring me to tears,
after all these years
No sunshine, no moonlight,
no stardust, no sign of romance
we don't stand a chance
I've always dreamed I found the perfect lover
but he turned out to be like every other man
our love, our love
Raining (raining)
pouring (pouring)
there's nothing left for us here
and we won't waist another tear
If you've had enough,
don't put up with his stuff,
don't you do it
If you've had your fill,
get the check pay the bill,
you can do it
Tell him to just get out
nothing left to talk about
pack his raincoat show him out
just look him in the eyes and simple shout
Enough is enough
I can't go on, I can't go on, no more no
enough is enough
I want him out, I want him out that door now
I've always dreamed to find the perfect lover,
but he turns out to be like every other man
our love (I had no choice from the start)
our love (I've gotta listen to my heart)
our love (tearing us apart)
Enough, is enough, is enough
I can't go on, I can't go on no more no
enough, is enough, is enough
I want him out, I want him out that door now
Goodbye mister, goodbye,
goodbye mister, goodbye sugar
No more tears
no more tears
no more tears
I've had it, you've had it, he's had it, we've had it
enough is enough is enough is enough
is enough is enough is enough is enough
is enough is enough is enough is ENOUGH!!!
song performed by by Donna Summer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Veils
Veils, everywhere float veils; veils long and black,
Framing white faces, oft-times young and fair,
But, like a rose touched by untimely frost,
Showing the blighting marks of sorrow's track.
Veils, veils, veils everywhere. They tell the cost
Of man-made war. They show the awful toll
Paid by the hearts of women for the crimes,
The age-old crimes by selfishness ill-named
'Justice' and 'Honour' and 'The call of Fate'-
High words men use to hide their low estate.
About the joy and beauty of this world
A long black veil is furled.
Even the face of Heaven itself seems lost
Behind a veil. It takes a fervent soul
In these tense times
To visualise a God so long defamed
By insolent lips, that send out prayers, and prate
Of God's collaboration in dark deeds,
So foul they put to shame the fiends of hell.
Yet One
does
dwell
In Secret Centres of the Universe-
The Mighty Maker; and He hears and heeds
The still small voice of soulful, selfless faith;
And He is lifting now the veil of death,
So long down-dropped between those worlds and earth.
Yea! He is giving faith a great new birth
By letting echoes from the hidden places
Where dwell our dead, fall on love's listening ear.
Hearken, and you shall hear
The messages which come from those star-spaces!
That is the reason why
God let so many die;
That the vast hordes of suffering hearts might wake
Mighty vibrations, and the silence break
Between the neighbouring worlds, and lift the veil
'Twixt life on earth, and life Beyond. All hail
To great Jehovah, Who has given life
Eternal, everlasting, after strife!
Veils, long black veils, you shall be bridal white.
Eyes, blind with tears, you shall receive your sight,
And see your dead alive in Worlds of Light.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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His Judgement
my eyes filled up
and tears slowly grace my cheek
the gods has played they cards
and someone near
may fall and let the blood flow
here i know the unpredictable
is only a knock on heavens door
death my friend is here
his clouds he set up high
and rain embrace us with care
but water doesn't wash these blood
stained hands
as the gods play
and he with the highest hand win
yet sorrowful we are left down here
his law is law
and his judgment let it be past
no questions as to why
so take this time to say goodbye
poem by Robert Roberts
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No More Tears
It's raining, it's pouring
My lovelife is boring me to tears,
After all these years
No sunshine, no moonlight,
No stardust, no sign of romance
We don't stand a chance
I've always dreamed i found the perfect lover
But he turned out to be like every other man
Our love, our love
Raining (raining)
Pouring (pouring)
There's nothing left for us here
And we won't waist another tear
If you've had enough,
Don't put up with his stuff,
Don't you do it
If you've had your fill,
Get the check pay the bill,
You can do it
Tell him to just get out
Nothing left to talk about
Pack his raincoat show him out
Just look him in the eyes and simple shout
Enough is enough
I can't go on, i can't go on, no more no
Enough is enough
I want him out, i want him out that door now
I've always dreamed to find the perfect lover,
But he turns out to be like every other man
Our love (i had no choice from the start)
Our love (i've gotta listen to my heart)
Our love (tearing us apart)
Enough, is enough, is enough
I can't go on, i can't go on no more no
Enough, is enough, is enough
I want him out, i want him out that door now
Goodbye mister, goodbye,
Goodbye mister, goodbye sugar
No more tears
No more tears
No more tears
I've had it, you've had it, he's had it, we've had it
Enough is enough is enough is enough
Is enough is enough is enough is enough
Is enough is enough is enough is enough!!!
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Roses In Madrid
Roses, Senors, roses!
Love is subtly hid
In the fragrant roses,
Blown in gay Madrid.
Roses, Senors, roses!
Look, look, look, and see
Love hanging in the roses,
Like a golden bee!
Ha! ha! shake the roses--
Hold a palm below;
Shake him from the roses,
Catch the vagrant so!
High I toss the roses
From my brown palm up;
Like the wine that bubbles
From a golden cup.
Catch the roses, Senors,
Light on finger tips;
He who buys red roses,
Dreams of crimson lips!
Tinkle! my fresh roses,
With the rare dews wet;
Clink! my crisp, red roses,
Like a castanet!
Roses, Senors, roses,
Come, Hidalgo, buy!
Proudly wait my roses
For thy rose's eye
Be thy rose as stately
As a pacing deer;
Worthy are my roses
To burn behind her ear.
Ha I ha! I can see thee,
Where the fountains foam,
Twining my red roses
In her golden comb!
Roses, Donnas, roses,
None so fresh as mine,
Pluck'd at rose of morning
By our Lady's shrine.
Those that first I gather'd
Laid I at her feet,
That is why my roses
Still are fresh and sweet.
Roses, Donnas, roses!
Roses waxen fair!
Acolytes my roses,
Censing ladies' pray'r!
Roses, roses, roses!
Hear the tawny bull
Thund'ring in the circus--
Buy your arms full.
Roses by the dozen!
Roses by the score!
Pelt the victor with them--
Bull or Toreador!
poem by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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Ghosts in Love
"Tell me, where do ghosts in love
Find their bridal veils?"
"If you and I were ghosts in love
We'd climb the cliffs of Mystery,
Above the sea of Wails.
I'd trim your gray and streaming hair
With veils of Fantasy
From the tree of Memory.
'Tis there the ghosts that fall in love
Find their bridal veils."
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Rare Gifts
What rare gifts for my Aussie-friend I had?
Ants, mosquitoes and scorpions will be bad
even if they don't have,
for the bacterias to save.
But Indian healthy thoughts their minds invade.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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RareGifts
What rare gifts for my Aussie-friend I had?
Ants, mosquitoes and scorpions will be bad
even if they don't have,
for the bacterias to save.
But Indian healthy thoughts their minds invade.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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This Boy Has Been Hurt
(Dolly PartonB. Owens)
I saw him picking up the pieces of his broken heart
And so I stopped to see what I could do
His heart had been run over by a reckless lover
She ran over it and broke it and left it black and blue
Tears were scattered everywhere he was trying to save his pride
He was the victim of a love and run
And I could plainly see that she had almost killed him
Left the scene of a broken heart not looking back at what she'd done
Oh, this boy has been hurt, I'll save him
I'll take his heart and mend it if I can
Oh, this boy has been hurt, I'll save him
I'll take his tears and dry them as fast as he can cry them
I'll heal his hurt and make him as good as new again
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Goodbye Sadness
Goodbye, sadness, goodbye, goodbye,
I dont need you anymore.
I wet my pillow evry night,
But now I saw the light.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I dont need you anymore.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I cant take it anymore.
Goodbye, sadness, goodbye, goodbye,
I dont need you anymore.
I lived in fear evry day,
But now Im going my way.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I dont need you anymore.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I cant take it anymore.
Hello, happiness, wherever you are,
I hope you hear my song.
Never want to cry again
Or hold my breath in fear again.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I dont need you anymore.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I cant take it anymore.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Goodbye Sadness
Goodbye, sadness, goodbye, goodbye,
I dont need you anymore.
I wet my pillow evry night,
But now I saw the light.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I dont need you anymore.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I cant take it anymore.
Goodbye, sadness, goodbye, goodbye,
I dont need you anymore.
I lived in fear evry day,
But now Im going my way.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I dont need you anymore.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I cant take it anymore.
Hello, happiness, wherever you are,
I hope you hear my song.
Never want to cry again
Or hold my breath in fear again.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I dont need you anymore.
Goodbye, goodbye, sadness,
I cant take it anymore.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Drawn Curtain
As night veils known land
so God veils
the unseen mysteries to man.
Two dimensional creatures
mournful known
feared scourage of ages past.
Spirits bodiless substance
seeking prey upon
erring souls do eager fast.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Inner Tears
Tears in my heart,
What can i say?
Tears in my heart,
What can i do?
I cannot cry outwardly for,
I always have my tears within me.
A cry on Mount Ephraim,
The watchman cried aloud too;
Build houses and live in them like,
The sea of yazer.
The lover i saw wasn't the one i met,
My tears are always within me;
I am searching and waiting for you to come,
Like the war heard in Rabbah.
I do cry within myself,
The lover i met wasn't the one i saw;
My inner tears are always with me.
A loaf of bread daily,
The aboundance of wine and fruits;
The lover i saw wasn't the one i met.
My inner tears are always within me,
So give your daughters in for husbands;
Of a royal descent to cry for my lover,
So give your sons in for wives;
When wii my tears be seen on my face?
I do have tears in my heart but,
Always with a smile on;
Who can understand this when,
The roses are all dead without water?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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