A Poem On The Fragile Nature of Communication
When an emotion
Can no longer remain
Within the boundaries
It takes the form
Of hugs, tears, smile
Laughter and er words
Shallow is this
Human communication
Fragile and fluid
Even a casual response
To its myriad forms
Can at times deal
A decisive blow
The more one understands this
The more does one dwell in silence!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Sadness
We have a great deal of sadness
Pent-up inside our fragile selves
Bordering at times on madness-
unhealthy in and of itself.
You’d think we’d learn to deal with it.
No! We shelve it for another day
and indubitably admit
its return in myriad ways.
Sorrow assumes many faces
Far too many to cope with each
Leaving behind tiny traces
of memories and self reproach.
Human minds are the rub, the source.
Their forlorn heart’s, the driving force.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Once In Life Chance
Why such us madness and magnetic pull?
Why I try to act in haste and look fool?
Even though we both are to be blamed to the extent
What more is needed in the form of comments?
If simple logic is to be applied
Then nothing should be honestly replied
There are no specific words to elaborate
Enough of confusion prevails as how to start or state!
There is ample proof of attachment
One may always try to be closer and can’t afford to be absent
Some unknown string is pulled to cause eagerness
Some shy lines are drawn and visible on the face
Hesitation somewhere makes strong reaction
Enough of complaints to warrant immediate action
Promises to stay together and never to remain away
Exchange of sweet words and closeness in the way
This is how love can be interpreted!
Day is seen longer than expected
Nights are difficult to pass with dead silence
Nothing appeals as night stays longer at once
There is lot more to complain about and patch up
At one point come closer and very next “shut up”
Smile, hate, complaints all in one attempt
Lastly comes use of secret tear weapon intentionally kept
Nothing bad at all to love and to be loved
Whole of universe is for it and believed
Even we encourage it in all the forms
With the advent of times it automatically transforms
Almighty has gifted “love” cell in all human beings
Even if one wants to do away with it, he can’t bring
Love may surface in any other form to find the acceptance
It has to be loved and appreciated all the times hence
I wish the kingdom to last till the last
We may come up with move slow or fast
Yet there is strong feeling to have test at least once
Only fortunate people have it in life as chance
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In a life as chance
Why such us madness and magnetic pull?
Why I try to act in haste and look fool?
Even though we both are to be blamed to the extent
What more is needed in the form of comments?
If simple logic is to be applied
Then nothing should be honestly replied
There are no specific words to elaborate
Enough of confusion prevails as how to start or state!
There is ample proof of attachment
One may always try to be closer and can’t afford to be absent
Some unknown string is pulled to cause eagerness
Some shy lines are drawn and visible on the face
Hesitation somewhere makes strong reaction
Enough of complaints to warrant immediate action
Promises to stay together and never to remain away
Exchange of sweet words and closeness in the way
This is how love can be interpreted!
Day is seen longer than expected
Nights are difficult to pass with dead silence
Nothing appeals as night stays longer at once
There is lot more to complain about and patch up
At one point come closer and very next “shut up”
Smile, hate, complaints all in one attempt
Lastly comes use of secret tear weapon intentionally kept
Nothing bad at all to love and to be loved
Whole of universe is for it and believed
Even we encourage it in all the forms
With the advent of times it automatically transforms
Almighty has gifted “love” cell in all human beings
Even if one wants to do away with it, he can’t bring
Love may surface in any other form to find the acceptance
It has to be loved and appreciated all the times hence
I wish the kingdom to last till the last
We may come up with move slow or fast
Yet there is strong feeling to have test at least once
Only fortunate people have it in life as chance
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Claudia
Our conversations begin with a hug
And the words follow
She loves me in a gentle way
But it is powerful as the river’s flow
I never quite know what to say
But she understands
As she stands by me,
Taking my hair in her hands,
She tells me many things
I learn as I listen to her voice
Precious are those moments
I would not trade them, had I the choice
I love to watch her smile
And hear her laughter
Laughter, which warms my heart
And leaves her face glowing after
I don’t have words to thank her
So I just love her with my whole heart
And give her my best hugs
Knowing nothing could break us apart
poem by Rachel Harris
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Laughter Turns To Tears
Makeup on your shoulder silence in the air
Tonight those telltale signs are everywhere
As you lay beside her talkin' in your dreams
The game is up and laughter turns to tears
Every time you phone her with a dumb excuse
She starts to think that she's outgrown her use
You'll be home by midnight workin' late it seems
The penny drops and laughter turns to tears
Do you think she's crazy
Don't you think she knows
Do you think she's taken in
Don't you think it shows
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
You can send her roses say she's lookin' great
You can talk of love but it may be too late
You may think she's jokin' as her laughter teems
But with tears
And laughter turns to screams
chorus
Now it won't be easy
Finding words to say
how you really feel inside
You take the game away
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
One day it's gonna shake you up
Take you by surprise
Someday it's gonna wake you up
Tears in your eyes
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears x2
song performed by by Hollies
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A Poem Unfolding Towards Revelation
It's just that
When a bud can no longer
Contain within itself
It expresses itself
In the form of a flower
It's just that
In a similar vein
Does the flower express itself
In the form of a fruit
And then the seed
All to realize its being
In its myriad forms!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Silence and Language
Silence is our original composition and speech
Languages are the dresses we wear;
What we convey and understand remains the same
Despite the various languages we use;
Words are clothed senses in silence;
Once we decipher, understanding dawns,
Silence, peace and bliss pervade us;
What we experience, mean, understand, conceive,
think, utter, listen, perceive, understand, experience
Through languages and communication are in essence the same.
The manifestations of Silence;
Silence is Divine Mood
Lord's Speech;
Communication with our Self is Silence;
Communication with the rest is
Silence wrapped, by language;
We need Silence and Language
Which are supplementary and complementary
In communication and for realization;
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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The Silence is Broken!
Solace falls
On wings of
Laughter
Made sadder
By their
Silence
It’s deafening,
This laughter,
Reveling In its own
Absence,
Then laughter
No longer
Crying now
In silence
Tears
Falling
In the
Vertical
Corridors
Of eternity
Never to
Stop.
But then!
Oh joy!
And then,
Like
Silver bells
Ringing
Across a
Deep Void
An angel,
Laughing
Bringing joy
Once more
To the
World.
People talk the streets hypnotic
Another day has come
And I cannot help it
I’ve got to go out and hear
I’ve got to go out and let it hear me
Walk the streets like walk the clouds
People speak people laugh
People laugh and their laughter
Spreads my laughter too
People look at me I look at them
They want to come into my eyes
They wonder I wonder
I take them like a picture
I want to go in they take me in
We walk together
People talk shallow talks
I hear the depths below
People beg the streets
I beg the streets with them
People seek the streets
Being sought by them
People cry my tears
People kiss I can feel the kisses
People touch I can feel the touches
People talk the streets
I talk people in the streets
Put fragments of their talk
Into a Hypnos mosaic
Of my own words
‘Communication is health. Communication.’
Note: The last line taken from Mrs Dalloway by V. Woolf
People talk - a short novel by Rastko Petrovich
Miroslava Odalovic,2010.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Dreadful Tears
Rolling down from eyes tears,
Twisted with sorrow and bliss,
Hunt words to words to kiss,
Lines to lines to create verse,
Heart gently transposes tears to eyes,
And melting sorrow and bliss like an ice,
Crystal transparent tears in eyes screen,
Betwixt sorrow and bliss shed, fade tears
Tears shares and contribute an hour…
When ever sorrow and bliss occur …
Innocent heart showers, emotion tears,
Departing and meeting tale, tears bears
Tears true friend of loneliness, never withers,
When ever there is pain and bliss always shares,
Tears inside eyes with emotion thread weave…
Delicate and tender, fragile like spider web
poem by Rose Rosado
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A Smile
A smile from his face made me smile,
His laughter,
How he makes me laugh,
A thunderstorm can’t stop me from loving him,
Even thou he and I are no longer together,
But his laughter, his smile,
Will always make me smile,
He was my first love,
My first crush,
My everything,
I loved everything about him,
His smile,
His laughter,
His warmth,
He will soon enough will know how I feel,
Heavens sent me above,
Above from this beyond white clouds,
His footsteps,
He keeps something’s apart of me,
Apart that he has but his smile will always be remembered.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Silence 1.
Most times when I'm hurt,
My silence speaks for me.
She speaks very loud;
Even louder than a megaphone.
I choose to be silent, -
When most things happen,
Not because I cannot speak;
Nor that my words have evaded me,
But because in my silence-
There's a challenging power.
Sometimes in my fears,
When my heart is filled with love,
And my eyes with tears;
I learn to love, just like a dove.
My mouth moves to speak,
But is suddenly cut short by silence,
Silence in love, silence in fear.
Silence in tears, silence in joy;
And when I'm in this mood,
My silence stands so tall-
Even taller than a giant;
She makes her way; -
Even more than spoken words.
Spoken words of loud emotions,
They meet my silence-
And they tremble in awe.
I could hear those words;
They say to themselves,
'How art silence so mighty? '.
poem by Echezonachukwu Nduka
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Cinderella Dream
The tears that remain
Fall down my face
That little girl I used to be
No longer has a childhood dream
She dreamed of a love everlasting
Like Cinderella in her castle
I was porcelain
But now I’m broken
Shattered into pieces
No longer a whole
This little girl sum of you used to know
No longer put on a show
To hide the fears she had
And the times when she missed her dad
She thought she was so strong but
then you came along and tore her down
She no longer has a smile upon her face
She sits in her room and all her memories fade
poem by Sierra Bouvier
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fragile
In this great world of God's Creation
Souls stand abreast awaiting activation
Sublimely crafted this human form
Vibrant, alive and ever-warm
Newborn babes;
Delicate, supple as downy swaddle
Resilient, you need not coddle
Anomalous wonder this human being
With ears that hear, eyes for seeing
Lo, change comes without warning
Many diseased, hot fevers burning
Fragile one, fragile masses
Life takes hold and quickly passes
poem by Ray Lucero
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12. Love is – Togetherness! [On Love a collection of Poems]
Love is being together,
It is, being able to be together.
It is being together in work and play
In sorrows and in joy
It is sharing shoulders in tears
It is slapping hand in laughter.
It is being together in good times,
It is being able to remain together
When time is harsh and hard,
It is being there for each other
It is being there forever.
Love is all about
Being able to be together
And even in death to dwell
In each other’s heart forever!
poem by Angelina Pandian
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God is one, but he has innumerable forms. He is the creator of all and He himself takes the human form.
quote by Guru Nanak
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I'll remember
I'll remember you
Your smile
Your laughter
And your brown eyes
Your smile was the most beautiful smile I've ever saw
It's hotter than fire
It's prettier than me
Your smile was a sun to me
You smile to welcome me
And to let me know that you loved me
Your smile was charming and calm
No matter how others' smiles are beautiful
As long as it's not yours, it's not special.
Your laughter was the most fantastic music I ever heard
The gentle melody with cheerful and soft harmony
I was glad I could listen to it everyday
Your laughter was a medicine to all the scars in my heart
When you laughed, I laughed
All the burdens, sadness, and angriness flowed away as I laughed
Your laughter was much more special than any other laughter.
I'll remember your brown eyes
Your brown eyes always looks into mine and says 3 wonderful words
I love you
I love to look at your eyes
I could see the reflection of me, only me
And it's so warm and sweet
Warmer and sweeter than drinking hot chocolate in winter
Your laughter always remain inside my heart forever.
I'll remember you
Your smile
Your laughter
And your brown eyes
No matter how pretty and beautiful other people's smile, laughter, and eyes are, if they're not yours than they're no special.
I want to thank you for everything
Thank you for always being there and my hero
And thank you for being with me and loving me
I'll remember you.
My tears are lonely
Sometimes I just want to be alone and cry
Think of all the good things you did in your youth
Think of you when you were still young,
Lonely and sad.
My eyes cry lonely tears, gone too soon
Denying me the right to bury you, it would have been a dream come true.
Just when I thought I'm feeling cold in winter,
Your death couldn't make me warmer,
It made me colder.
It will take some time for me to smile
As my tears fall endlessly, and remain lonely.
I can no-longer give you any attention,
Cause you can no-longer hear me.
As dead as you are, my tears remain lonely
But I will not cry forever.
Heaven waits.
poem by Chase NQUBEKO
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Can You Deal With It?
(words and music: duran duran)
There must be somebody
Wholl make love to me.
Blow the rules away
And trash these yesterdays.
Live in simpathy
Use psychology.
To find the twist in me (ah-ha)
Can you deal with it?
Recent enquiry
Showed now boundry.
Loves the only way
Can you handle it?
Can you deal with it? (oowa)
Can you deal with it?
Can you deal with it? (oowa)
Can you deal with it?
Can you deal with it?
When you aint sorry? (can you deal with it? )
For all that you appologise (can you deal with it? )
Working up to something,
I know youre up to something...
Yeahhhh...
Can you deal with it? (somethings got to happen)
Can you deal with it? (somethings got to get me up)
Say you deal with it? (but nothing never happens)
Can you deal with it? (cos nothings ever good enough)
Say you deal with it?
Can you deal with it? (somethings got to happen)
Can you deal with it? (somethings got to get me up)
Say you deal with it? (but nothings gonna happen)
Can you deal with it? (cos nothings ever good enough)
Say you deal with it?
song performed by by Duran Duran
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I have written
And I have written sorrow many times
Yet never cried
These tears
I have written laughter in sunspilt skies
Though kept my laughter hidden out of view
And what you see, you who see these words?
What you see is true, yet not all true
For words hang in the air
Under a vacant sky
Leaving no trace or sign or clue
Of what is lived
Of what is breathed
And concieved
In every careful wording of an 'I'
In every other that finds a 'you'
I have written sorrow many times
With eyes unwept
For fallen trees and generations gone
Keeping their secrets and their brokeness
In all that cannot tell itself
Yet travels in the silence between what is said
And what is dead, and what is gone
yvette smith march 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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