My Eyes
Every I closed my eyes
There any tears
that is calm
he knelt calmly
sitting in the Lotus
surface
Every I opened my eyes
There any ocean
There he is
the hand of his arms open
Every eye is headed
hatila blind
But you could
make your heart
always be
opened again
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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No Difference
i stared out the window
at the bare frozen limbs
of my favorite old tree...
i closed my eyes...
saw leaves bud forth
and turn green...
i opened my eyes...
knowing there was no difference.
i stared at the young girl
reading at a corner table
i closed my eyes...
and saw an old grandmother
washing dishes with her grandbabies
playing in the floor at her feet...
i opened my eyes...
knowing there was no difference.
i saw the young man
carrying his son on his shoulders
i closed my eyes...
and saw an old man standing
by his son's casket
draped by a flag...
i opened my eyes...
knowing there was no difference.
i saw an old man
standing on the corner begging
i closed my eyes...
i saw a young boy
playing ball in the street
laughing and dodging cars
i opened my eyes...
knowing there was no difference.
i saw a crack head shivering
by an electric heater in a bare apartment
i closed my eyes...
and saw a young a/g student
helping some kid with his math
i opened my eyes...
knowing there was no difference.
i saw a desperate girl
walking the streets
looking for a john
i closed my eyes...
and saw a young girl's room
stuffed animals on the bed
pictures of her and her daddy on the wall
i opened my eyes...
knowing there was no difference.
i saw a young man
wild-eyed with fear
in a prison cell
i closed my eyes...
i saw a young boy gone hunting
with his grandpa on thanksgiving morn
with his dog by his side
i opened my eyes...
knowing there was no difference.
i pulled back the veil of time...
knowing, there is no difference!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A glimpse
a glimpse
the half opened door
some would say
a half closed door
it all depends on the
state of mind you are in
well half closed for pessismist
and half opened for optimist
half opened or half closed door
so long as it is open
and not close
a good exercise for the mind
of a story teller, novelist, a film maker
a glimpse at the half closed door
the mind is thrown open
like the kick you would give
a half opened door
so that you and pet cat could
glide through easily
the stories that start coming out
from a glimpse at the half opened door
agatha's murdered corpse lying behind
a stalker, a ghost in the corridor of the mind
from the glimpse of the half closed door
a million possibilities, ideas pouring forth
half closed door, half opened door
whichever way you may say
it is an opened door
a million stories, ideas, possibilities
knock at the door of my mind
a glimpse of the half closed, half opened door
my half closed half opened eyes
open themselves to my ever curious mind
boundless as the universe
inspired by
A Glimpse
A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,
late of a winter night-And I unremark'd seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going-of drinking and
oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little,
perhaps not a word.
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Her Speaking Eyes
When I closed my eyes
her eyes opened in me
like just blossomed lotus petals.
They smiled...even laughed
and smirked mischievously.
Tenderly fluttering they said something
...a secret
...I heard
...I knew she too perceived
my nodded heart.
poem by Sathya Narayana
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You Opened Up My Eyes
(myles goodwyn/jim clench)
Published by summerlea music, ltd. - bmi
I wake up early morning, I lay down with the sun
You make me feel my life has just begun
Tell me bout tomorrow, and Ill tell you where I stand
You hold a touch of magic in your hand
You made me feel, we were here, we were real
You opened up my eyes
A feeling, oh so warm now, burnin in my heart
Keepin me and chasin out the dark
A long long road behind me, and a longer road ahead
Remembering the things weve done and said
You gave to me, everything that I could see
You opened up my eyes
You opened up, you opened up my eyes, ooh
Tell me bout tomorrow, and Ill tell you where I stand
You hold a touch of magic in your hand
You made me feel, we were here, we were real
You opened up my eyes
You opened up, you opened up my eyes
Yyou opened up my eyes
All my life, all my life, all my life
Now I can say that Ive seen the day (all my)
That its worked out alright (life)
I feel so good that I dont think that (all my)
Im gonna live through the night (life)
Now I can say that Ive seen the day (all my)
That its worked out alright (life)
I feel so good that I dont think that (all my)
Im gonna live through the night (life)
song performed by by April Wine
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Innocent
Without hesitation she opened her hand,
Her father looked into her eyes;
He saw not a sign there of fear or guilt,
He knew she was not telling lies.
The thought of deceit
Had no place in her mind,
She was innocent right from the start;
Her hand opened wide
For her daddy to see,
Her eyes opened wide as her heart.
'I don't know where it is,
I've not seen it at all, '
Small defence from her lips, but it's true
That this innocent child
Made her father repent,
His apologies now, she was due.
'Please forgive my suspicions,
My harsh angry words, '
Said her father with tears in his eyes;
And to you my dear reader
The moral is this:
Simple innocence needs no disguise.
Written March 1995
poem by John Carter Brown
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When I Opened My Eyes
I opened my eyes,
And determined I would only see Sun.
No matter who had said what to me.
Or the happenings in those yesterdays done.
I've begun to enjoy my walks through the rain.
Most times with pain I have learned not to prioritize.
When I opened my eyes my mind seemed to clear.
I looked into the mirror and saw what appeared.
And excuses for blemishes and flaws I magnitized...
Disappeared to allow me a living of my life as 'I' liked.
And asking someone how to do that...
Took an immediate backseat in my mind.
When I opened my eyes...
They were 'my' eyes to open.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No... I Can Not Believe It
You've got my nose opened wide.
Wider than the sea,
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
You've got my nose opened wide.
So wide people see.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
Wherever I go...
I know that this shows.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
I know it is exposed,
That you opened my nose!
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
I walk on tip-toes,
With my eyes half closed.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
No...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
I walk on tip-toes,
With an opened nose.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
And with my eyes closed too?
No...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
No...
I can not believe it that you did this to me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Revolving Doors
There was not a single stain in the horizon
When the svelte shadow of the dusk climbed,
Bulged, wrinkled and fulminated in a cloud
Shedding the unwanted downpour and
Feigning an ostensible slumber
And in this sedated quiescence, eyes opened
Eyes opened - to the cry of a thirsty child,
To the drifting lucid voices wafting with bodies,
To the chasing taillights and streetlamps,
To the maladroitly dangling pendulums,
To the unanchored claws of crows and doves,
To the final page written with ink blots;
Eyes opened to the myriad reasons
Why doors opened and closed -
For the undoing and departing
For consigning and contriving
To the earthly gods and beacons
That girdled us with hopeful unrealities
Eyes opened to accommodate the coming
Batted an eyelash to find them departing,
Curled softly then bloomed like a moonflower
Riveted in the unclosed door with chaste hopes
Eyes opened to these trivial veracities:
In these calloused world where the hinges
Are the only ones that stays in its place
We will meet again, caught in revolving doors
And eyes will open to second chances
And close to sleep with disappointments and regrets.
poem by Norman Santos
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In The End
I Saw Red
Warrant
Oo it must be magic
How inside your eyes I see my destiny Every time we kiss
I feel you breathe your love to deep inside of me
And if the moon and stars should fall
They'd be east to replace
I would lift you up to heaven
And you would take their place
Then I saw red
When I opened up the door
I saw red
Heart just spilled on to the floor
And I didn't need to see his face
I saw yours
I saw red then I closed the door
I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore
Everyday I wake up
I thank God that you are
Still a part of me
Opened up the door to which
So many people never find the way
Snd if the sun
Should ever fail to send its light
We will burn a thousand candles
And make everything alright
Then I saw red
Wnen I opened up the door
I saw red
Heart just spilled onto the floor
And I didn't need to see his face
I saw yours
I saw red then I closed the door
I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore
I've been hurt
And I've been blind
I'm not sure that I'll be fine
I never thought it would
End this way
Oo it must be magic
song performed by by Warrant
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I Saw Red
Ooh, it must be magic
How inside your eyes, I see my destiny
And every time we kiss, I feel you
Breathe your love so deep inside of me
If the moon and stars should fall
They'd be easy to replace
I would lift you up to heaven
And you would take their place
(Chorus): And I saw red when I opened up the door
I saw red, my heart just spilled onto the floor
And I didn't need to see his face...
Cause I saw yours
I saw red and then I closed the door
And I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore
And every day I wake up
I thank God that you are still a part of me
We've opened up the door to it
So many people never find the key
And if the sun should ever fail to send its light
We would burn a thousand candles
And make everything alright
Chorus
I've been hurt, I've been blind
I'm not sure that I'll be fine
I never thought it would end this way
Cause I saw red when I opened up the door
I saw red, my heart just spilled onto the floor
And I didn't need to see his face
Oh, I saw yours
I saw red and then I closed the door
And I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore...
Yeah... ooh, it must be magic...
song performed by by Warrant
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The secondary school announced the result of a list of successful candidates
Went down to the playground, principal had a talk.
Walked in a hard step, took a deep breathe.
Our class teacher gave us the result paper,
Everyone was silent,
No any voice, No any noise,
I can only hear thousand of breathing sound.
Hold tightly, ready to open,
3...2...1...,3...2... I can’t,
I am not brave enough to open it.
It was going to be ok.
I think for a while,
Closed my eyes,
My excitement came to my heart, but sadness was waiting for me.
I slowly opened the paper finally gradually.
Opened my eyes slowly,
Wahl! My tears went through my both eyes.
I don’t want to go to this school,
I was thinking, oh well… I can apply for another school, may be it worked.
My class teacher was convincing me to go to this school,
My mother was thinking the solution for me.
I went out to the school door, took a slowly walk,
I really didn’t know what I can do,
Worrying, deeply anxious and struggling,
I tried to think about the advantage of this school.
Yes! I pick this school. I‘ll do well!
poem by Jenkin Tsui
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Love Amidst Squalor
He opened his eyes
And saw the squalor around,
Glistened his eyelids,
He shed it without a sound.
For months he was afloat
In the dark warm bay,
Waiting to arrive here
To live love and play!
She smiled as he cried,
Happy to see him land,
Life squirted from her bosom,
She could die just for his hand.
Yet as he opened his eyes
He saw only squalor around,
Her love couldn't hold him back,
His eyes closed without a sound!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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I closed my eyes and my heart felt u
I closed my eyes and my heart felt u
Wen I opened them there ws sumone new...
It is my wedding day
It has to be in d best way..
There are flowers everywher
But I cnnt c my blossom anywher..
My friends are dancing and showing there hapiness
I am smiling and hiding my lonliness...
The place is full of light as everyone can see
But no one noticed the darkness within me...
It is my wedding night.. oh dear! ! !
The stars are shinning in d sky so clear...
The moon dat witnessed all our loving moments is staring at me
Its again and again asking where are 'WE'.....
I can see my friends my family is so delighted
Accepting all that is goin with spirit highlighted...
They expect me to do d same
And jst run and run in dis so called life game...
M goin my love forever may be
I wish I can see u for d last time may be...
I alwez wntd to be wid u forever
But now u wil be inside my heart forevr and evr...
They pulled me on the wedding place..
My heart was beating fast like it ws in a race
I needed ur hug
I needed ur love
I needed ur hand
I needed ur feel
In a fear of losing u I closed my eyes
I closed my eyes and my heart felt u
Wen I opened them there ws sumone new...
poem by Namrata Tiwari
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Rushing Touch of Love
You have opened the window to my heart.
The air is fresh.
And the dew that sits...
Lifts with the dawning Sun.
You have removed the clouds from my eyes.
My sight is clear.
The trees appear so majestic now.
The carpet of grass caresses the ground.
A family of flowers surround me with their fragrance.
And a patience to know them by name.
When you hold my hand I tingle.
Our kisses are as sweet...
As any bee can create to comb in hives.
I am alive with this awakening to me gifted.
I can not resist its magneticness.
You have opened the window to my heart.
Had I left it closed in darkness...
I would have still felt rain and thunder!
But now the storm I feel...
Is the pounding of my heart.
And the tears that have come.
Knowing someone like you...
Has thrusted upon me this rushing touch of love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I have seen a Hand
plenty of money can be done, hundred of
days can't see the sun, morning is the night
nothing is empty, only the eyes that open
with out seeing the day of yesterday
what makes then a man and proud to say
when anything goes heavy, leaving no
regret with the heart loaded with fancy, and
seems it look my face is happy
wonderful you come to my need, I am almost
blind to myself, wishing all the star to bring
me out, a little hand in my shoulder and letting
me to hold in my head you fold
your hand brings me up, where i'm almost
falling down into the ground, no one care and
everybody is blind to find my teary eyes, as I
grief to my grave the end time of my mind
open my eyes, and feel a little touch so gently
washing my tears, turning the wheel to face the
real victory where I was once so blind and now I
found the key to the smiling tears I offer to the
one once I forget to be with me
make tomorrow the day to hold of what was
yesterday and load to fit the future that comes in
my living arms, where I lay down my memories
of life
I have this day, a moment to nemesis the past,
leaving what is not it fulfills, yet! forwarding what
is something to hope the little hand I wish to
lay, where I'll take my rest
poem by Antonio Liao
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Que sera sera, whatever will be will be
Three blind girls did sing
This que sera sera song
This whatever will be will be
Their voices did blend well
Their bodies stiff in their darkness
Since birth then today they come
On a heavenly cause
The three blind girls did make us cry
As we all watch them
How long have we been blind too?
Uncaring about those with disabilities?
Those who are deaf, and blind and mute
Those who cannot sing and walk and talk
We watch them sing we saw our tears falling
Have they too opened our eyes from this stark blindness?
I still cry today, though there is no need for you to see,
I, too, grapple, with my wide eyes open
This darkness at high noon
This muteness with my gaping mouth wide open
This silence amidst the boiling noise
Inside these vast and empty halls
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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From Womb To Tomb Is My Life Going To Be
I had never, ever seen the light of day
and have had to use a stick to find my way.
From womb to tomb is my life going to be
a life of darkness because I cannot see?
'Lord who did wrong' someone said,
'Was it this man or his parents instead? '
'No one had sinned' I heard Jesus say.
'For you will see the glory of God today.'
Just there as we stood to my great surprise
He made some mud and pasted it on my eyes.
Then He told me to go to the place called 'Sent'
So off to the Pool of Siloam I went.
As I washed my eyes I received my sight
and for the very first time could see sunlight.
Saw men and animals, trees and the sky
and watched all the peoples walking by.
Blind leaders of the blind they did not realise
that it was the was the Christ who'd opened my eyes.
For until our eyes are opened by the Lord
we all remain blind and dead to God's word.
Written after reading John 9: 1-12
Sometimes
Sometimes I just sit and stare,
Wishing you could be there
To hold me tight
And tell me everything will be alright.
Sometimes all I do
Is lay there and think about you,
Remembering when you looked into my eyes
And begged me not to cry.
Sometimes I think about the way my hand fits in yours
And all the times you've opened and closed my doors,
Thinking you are the perfect gentleman
Doing for me whatever you can.
Sometimes I just miss you so,
Those words I do not speak much I know,
But you understand it's hard for me
To open up and let you see.
Sometimes I think of how you make me smile,
Even if it's only for a little while.
You have helped me in so many ways,
My thanks to you I can never repay.
Sometimes when I don't want to stand
You're right there, giving me your hand,
Helping me realize
You can see things better through dry eyes.
Sometimes I just sit here and thank God,
I know that may sound somewhat odd.
He brought you to me,
I think he wants me to be happy.
Sometimes I sneak little glances.
I have been given so many chances.
I just feel this amazing connection,
Know I mean it when I say you have my undivided attention.
Sometimes I just want you to know
How I think about you so.
You are so very special to me,
Hopefully one day you will see.
poem by Ashley Reese
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Heaven
(per andreasson/ pernilla emme)
Producer for bonnie: jimmy smyth
Here where we live
There's peace in this winter night
Pain has forever gone away
Oceans and winds are calm
And the stars so bright
Come and stay beside me
Come and be my friend
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Far from the city lights
By an open fire
Come let's start again
Start all over again...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Heaven has opened it's arms above our heads
Heaven let sunshine upon our road
Heaven let love be the guide along the way
Let the angels say hello...
Let the angels say hello... heaven...heaven...
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Gazing In The Eyes Of My Sire
Not so long before he died
When he decided to have me
I saw a solemn promise
When he opened his eyes
His eyes were small but became wide
Whenever he looked at me
With an eye of loving care which now miss
And for it now I apprise
He wiped my tears when I cried
And chased the hunger out of me
He made sure I had all my peace
Through his bright eyes I could analyze
Not so long before he applied
All his plans for me
Before his dreams and life could kiss
When the wind blew him to the skies
Now he's gone leaving promises out they dried
More he had for me
But none I have
And it still pokes in my heart like a wire
When I remember the precious eyes of my sire
I was his pride
And he was mine too
I hardly saw his promises
When his eyes were closed
Unfortunately none were held in my hands
I try to cease the pain
But my tears still dropp like the rain
When I remember myself gazing in his eyes
The eyes of my sire.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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