Parse It To Be Love
parse the sky to be rain, tears, flowers, bushes in the garden
o
parse the sky to be sun, life, death, put to sleep every day
o
parse the tears fell in my heart, did not want to run away, where are you?
o
parse the earth to be my breath, i breathe from the heart, will not break
o
parse the heart to be my veins, i played, i could not find it, where are you?
o
be thou parse; huallahu, allahu, allahu in my veins
o
be parse hu; wound, i return to you, then love will not be finished
o
parse it be love; rain of tears, joy; joy i return to you
o
(2001)
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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Where the water meets the sky
There’s a point in the distance
Where one focuses one’s eye
When trying to parse out
The where and the why
Of jealousy and betrayal
And how To see though
the fog of confusion
And the damage they do
There’s a place where the heart becomes leaden
There’s a point where love starts to die
If one allows the spirit to grow deadened
Then hope and love will take fly
There’s a point at where one must start caring
Where one fixes one’s vision on high
Don a mantle of vision and daring
Tis where the water meets the sky
The joining of the heavens and ocean
The merging of elements on high
The intersection of mind and emotion
Sure…and tis where the water meets the sky
poem by David Whalen
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After the Sonnet Ends
After the sonnet ends it begins.
The final word glistens suspended on a string
like an industrious spider on strands slender as pins,
like a trapeze artist’s precarious swing.
The minstral invites you to take the gift
of vases of words and decanters of wit
and parse them in your mind and shift
the meanings and the mores to fit
the memories of music and rhyme
in the repository of your mind
and perhaps to recall some other time,
and in the recollection find
another starting point where the thought ends,
still another meaning where the line bends.
poem by Sonny Rainshine
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Kisses and Quarks
Galaxies fly blindly within us:
vast turning fields of all that we are,
the wild need of the crying child, and ice,
flames, and thought faster than light.
Knee-deep in wonder in the stream,
we parse its every swirl, down to atoms,
the language of the universe, that platform
for the tumult of emotion we paint it from,
to shape out of it some kind of kinship
a sense of everything called home: sunset,
the lives of leaves, sun-scarred skin, flight
and the maths of music, colour and decay,
the towers and powers we fabricate.
It hangs around us like a canvass,
painting the artist in us, pinning on us
limitations we propel ourselves beyond,
the fountain of miracles we imagine,
bounded primitives that we are,
to the necessary knife of joy and pain
thrown into the heart of our universe,
and turning blindly within us.
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Please Judge God
Allahu Allahu Allahu Allahu
Allah’s fate is not good for the things He can’t do!
Allahu Allahu Allahu Allahu
Allah’s mood is not good for the things He can’t do!
Allahu Allahu Allahu Allahu
Allah’s dream-girl is His sweet dream that won’t come true!
Allahu Allahu Allahu Allahu
Please now people judge God knowing Him through and through!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Rain Tears
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Melding in torrential fears:
Chill of cloud; saddened eye-
In either way, a latent cry.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Married under sceptic jeers:
‘They'll never last.' Methinks not true, for
Either way, forever blue.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Simple love with lacy cares,
Their intercourse will ne'er refrain
From rain and tears and tears and rain.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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To Chat with a Raven
Wind whispers through fingers
of ebony black pinions
Head cocked to watch me
as he drifts past my eyes
Apprising and appraising
My place in his dominion
Head cocked to watch me
As he effortlessly flies
To a graceful landing
Atop a lodge-pole pine
Then the head cocked again
Ebon eyes locked on mine
As if posing the question
Without uttering a word
What is your place here
In my world? …asked the bird
The question was stated
As a guttural squawk
Yet understood quite plainly
If one can parse Raven talk
On my precarious perch
On my pre-Cambrian ledge
I pondered the question
As I looked down at the sedge
Five hundred feet down the bottom lies
Perhaps a bit more… or less
I peered into the raven’s obsidian eyes
And replied “not really sure, I confess”
Did I come here to leap
Did I come here to die
I was rather hoping
You could tell me why
He croaked, with a fluffing of feathers
“To leap, to die? no, not a reason so craven
The reason my son, and a very good one
Was your need to chat up a raven
poem by David Whalen
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my Heart
My heart oh my heart cried in the night solitude.
My heart oh my heart kept yearning very much in.
My heart oh my heart mourned the sadness in the middle of the uproar.
My heart oh my heart lose the warmth.
My heart oh my heart was engaged with the tears.
Heart oh heart could you breathe without the love?
Heart oh heart how did you overflow pain?
Would the heart bury personally the heart wound?
My heart oh my heart ran pursued darkness.
My heart oh my heart persuaded the love in the thoughts.
My heart oh my heart beckoned about the uproar.
My heart oh my heart dripped on the flowers with the tears.
My heart was your heart.
When you will come touched?
When you will smear my heart with warmth?
When you came and enchanted me?
Tears are like rain
Tear fall down like rain.
when i am feeling bad or ashame.
Tear are like rain
when no one knows your name.
Tears are like rain
When no one treat you the same.
Tears are like rain
when you need halp and nobody came.
Tear are like rain
Even when you got fame.
Tears are like rain
when your heart is in pain.
Tears are like rain
when no one cares about you.
Tears are like rain
when you do not know what to do.
Tears are like rain
When friends betray you.
Tears are like rain
when you care about no one else
Tears are like rain
when you stop caring about yourself.
TEARS ARE LIKE RAIN............................................. ............... by Louis sheffield aka panda bear
poem by Louis Sheffield
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O Rain!
O rain! Please come
Give away all your wisdom
O rain! Please return
And bring the news of dear ones
O rain! Please come
Wash away all the tears
O rain! Please return
And do away all our fears
O rain! Please come
Bring the blessings of heaven
O rain! Please return
And quench the thirst of raven
O rain! Please come
Make the rivers flow again
O rain! Please return
Make the earth green once again
poem by Prachi Agrawal
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The Five Adorations
I praise Thee, God, whose rays upstart beneath the Bright
and Morning Star:
Nowit asali fardh salat assobhi allahu akbar.
I praise Thee, God, the fierce and swart; at noon Thou ridest
forth to war!
Nowit asali fardh salat assohri allahu akabr.
I praise Thee, God, whose arrows dart their royal radiance
o'er the scar:
Nowit asali fardh salat asasri allahu akabr.
I praise Thee, God, whose fires depart, who drivest down the
sky thy car:
Nowit asali fardh salat al maghrab allahu akabr.
I praise Thee, God, whose purple heart is hidden in the abyss
afar:
Nowit asali fardh salat al asha allahu akabr.
DOST ACHIHA KHAN.
poem by Aleister Crowley
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Breathe
Breathe your life...
Ive got to come down
Ive been awake for far too long
My eyes look torn, they were so strong
I wore the crown, I wrote the song
Now its fading
My heart was open
Like a window to a summer breeze
I breaaaathed your love,
I filled my lungs and veins
And I breaaathed your love
Until I felt the pain
And like rain it slipped away
I tried to find out
What love was realy all about
Behind the curtain waits the sky
Its rare I feel enough to cry
Im drying up inside
My life was open
Like a window to the summer breeze
I breathed your love,
I filled my lungs and veins
And I breathed your love
Until I met the pain and like rain
It slipped away, just like a little rain.
I breathed your love
And nothing stayed the same.
Yes, I breathed your love
And filled my heart in vain cos like rain
It slipped away, just like rain it swept away.
song performed by by Roxette
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Trains, Brains, & Rain
This is the last song ever written
About trains and brains and rain.
Aint it a sin?
For these good lyrics,
I have no fears.
Theyve all got roles and plots and gears,
They have for years.
Train is running around in my brains.
Rain is flowing around in my veins.
Tears are running down my face,
For the last stupid song.
Lets get on board
This scattered brain.
Folks drunk as poets all sound the same,
But dont be afraid.
For this surprise,
If he was with us,
Is that we played this track for you,
And please some tears.
Train is running around in my brains.
Rain iss flowing around in my veins.
Tears are running down my face,
For the last stupid song.
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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The Melody Of My Heart
my heart is on the rise
and fall
my heart's melody is as nice
than all
like the leaves
on the tree by the river
my heart is a melody
to the birds of love,
life and all that worth
as i walked the earth
with the melody
of my heart from then
and sang to my heart a melody
i explore an adventure
of the melody in my heart
and art a melody of my heart
with fingers dancing to the heart
my veins rain with melody of the heart
i feel the heart
in talk and melody
and that melody
is the melody
of my heart
my heart is a melody
to the words of a rhythm
its music from the heart
a melody of emotions,
feelings, love and death
...after all,
it is the melody of my heart
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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A Poem And One Last Tear
'let it rain to hide your tears'
and those words tell it all...
droplets of rain cleansing anew
thoughtlets of you this heart eludes
a new life sprouted surmounting downhearted
the way to forget, when heart is downtrodden
listening intently to the fall of the rain
whispered to my ears you're a man who didn't care
breath of our yearning and acts of love we shared
remaining pieces of you, just one last tear to shed
swear it to the rain not to hide my tears away
for beginning today, I will be on a better way
droplets of rain, add a spark to shine relief
on a hideous teary eyes that can now better see
poem by Cynthia Aluning
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After Paul Verlaine-I
Tears fall within mine heart,
As rain upon the town:
Whence does this languor start,
Possessing all mine heart?
O sweet fall of the rain
Upon the earth and roofs!
Unto an heart in pain,
O music of the rain!
Tears that have no reason
Fall in my sorry heart:
What! there was no treason?
This grief hath no reason.
Nay! the more desolate,
Because, I know not why,
(Neither for love nor hate)
Mine heart is desolate.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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Raining On The Inside
When all goodbyes
Are said and done,
And nighttime finds you home,
Are you all right
To spend a night
Of being all alone?
And do you hide
Between the lines
Of conversations past?
A wall of words,
A heart unheard,
That hides behind a mask?
Im raining on the inside;
My heart wells up with tears that start to pour.
Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.
When friends who care
Cant be there
To ease away my pain,
And peace of mind,
Its hard to find,
Like sunlight in the rain.
God sees my heart,
The deepest part,
Inside this lonely me,
And reachin in,
His love begins
To heal the heart in me.
Im raining on the inside;
Oh, my heart weels up with tears that start to pour.
Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.
Sometimes were raining on the inside,
And our hearts well up with tears that start to pour.
But when were raining on the inside,
Let his cries of love break through,
Know that he loves you, once more....
Sometimes Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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