Through The 'eye
when the 'eye'
gets ‘entangled'
i get transported
to lands unseen
ever unvisited
all in a blink
the 'eye' tears apart
the opaque walls
of geographical spaces
crashing down like
stars in collision
scattered around
like shards of glass
reflecting picture perfect
images myriad concealed
in mysterious spaces
i hold each image
i envision
the truth behind creation
the beauty the 'eye' re-reveals
the universe disolves
and there emerges
the viswarupa
my 'eye' shuts in reflex
at the flash of the blinding light
19nov201019.20hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Tropical Recollection
The crashing of the glass
Shards of memory scattered throughout
Whilst ominous gusts of terror besiege,
Convincing the upends have come
Bellowing into disabled blue eyes,
Blurred and blinded through battles of time
The dark deep dread creeps in
Shards of memory scattered throughout
Thoughts cloud in withdrawal
A relinquishing storm of all form, all peril
Void as a dream, void of sanity
Shards of memory scattered throughout
A Fact Of My Life
I am always rewinding things
To hear what was missed between
The spaces between the spaces...
Words that were not spoken
Wonderful things never said
But were going through my mind
Like a hard rubber ball
Bouncing between the walls
Of the spaces between the walls....
Echoes reverberate
With incessant sound
Of inarticulate voices...
Incomprehensible
Maddening hollow sounds
Crash against walls of hollow sounds...
Which drive me to madness
Trying to coexist
In a world outside me...
In which hollow sounds
Resound against crashed walls
Of rewinding empty spaces....
That is my life
What else can I say....
COPY WRITE©2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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The Hazy picture!
Flash! And I got the picture.
Flash! It flops, no picture of my soul.
I closed my eyes and turn on my mind
Flash! Got a picture perfect.
My hands start to copy it down in poetry,
Flop! It is in the harsh reality and lost its beauty.
The picture I got, is too much hazy!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Glass War
Glass war, glass war, glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war
It's a glass war
Cause you can see right through the poisen
It's a glass war
Cause we all know the activeties
It's a glass war
Cause it's made of smoke and mirrors
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
Cause only poor men are dyin in the
Gas war
Cause we know why it was started
It's an ass war
Cause the president's an asshole
It's an ass war
It's a glass war
It's a gas war
Cause the starters are all victims of the
Glass war
The slogan men were starters of the
Last war
Now the southern men are starters of the
Glass war
It's a Glass War
It's a Glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
song performed by by NOFX
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Speech Behind Speech
Speech behind speech
That teaches itself under the touch and sight
In the night-bound city
Uncovers spaces where no spaces were before
Language of light
Uncovers spaces where no spaces were
Between the image of it and your face
Language of silence
Surface and see and touch
My name was left [?, maybe "expected"]
Speech behind speech
That teaches itself under the touch and sight
In the night-bound city
Language of light
Uncovers spaces where no spaces were
Between the image of it and your face
Language of silence
Surface and see and touch
My name was left [?, maybe "expected
song performed by by Sting
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Happy Moments
inside your room i keep some peelings
of ripe oranges, and i squeeze them when you finally
take your rest,
at the top of the cabinet i keep a glass of blended strawberries
less the yogurt, and i keep the window open for you
to see the fullness of the moon tonight
and the calmness of the lake,
silvery and shiny and shining
the view is just perfect for the two of us and then
we do what we really want to do
we kiss, we intertwine, we make love, we become one
with the stars and the silence of the spaces of this beautiful universe.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Vast Times And Vast Spaces
VAST TIMES AND VAST SPACES
Vast times and vast spaces
Preceded our being here
Vast times and vast spaces
Will be should we disappear-
Yet our hearts tell us
A revelation from God we be-
And wherever the Universe takes us
We’ll go on for Infinity.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Myriad Grains Of Hurt
My world was ended the day
My heart was shattered
And shards of love were crushed
To myriad, myriad grains of hurt.
My heart was shattered the day
My soldier died
And, bullet-battered, his body
Reclaimed by friends of war.
My soldier died that day
My tears were scattered
And aching love replaced my heart
With myriad, myriad grains of hurt.
poem by Hannah Barham
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Hall Of Mirrors
The young man stepped into the hall of mirrors
Where he discovered a reflection of himself
Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass
Sometimes he saw his real face
And sometimes a stranger at his place
Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass
He fell in love with the image of himself
and suddenly the picture was distorted
Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars dislike themselves in the looking glass
He made up the person he wanted to be
And changed into a new personality
Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars change themselves in the looking glass
The artist is living in the mirror
With the echoes of himself
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars fix their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars live their lives in the looking glass
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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The Non Spaces
the
non spaces
a waif,
knows many
a waif,
knows many
who
will dress
his
wounds?
will you?
once,
the
sleeping
smile of
innocence,
melts away
in to the crowd,
vacant stares
only remain
the
non spaces
Careful
not to
hold on
too tightly
to life's
taut string
too
tightly?
who
will dress
his
wounds,
will you?
breaking,
it drifts
arrogant
strides,
crippled
a waif
knows
the
non spaces
a waif,
knows many
you are
that waif,
adrift.
by
Tim Labbe`
Suffocation
The jolted anger that never bursts
The mind that is crippled by fears,
The agony in the form of tears,
The revenge that in the mind lingers.
In neglected spaces
The mind is dipped in tension,
Always depression, depression and depression!
Those unheard cries,
Of falsehood, entanglements, bondage and ties.
Where love is murdered,
And unity surrendered,
Where frankness is shattered,
And aims, ambitions and aspirations plastered.
In neglected spaces
Life becomes a knife,
Pain, melancholy and bitter tears to wipe,
Life is a marvellous pilgrimage,
It is a mirror and reflects your own image.
poem by Green Peace
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ODE TO A PiCtUrE
ODE To A PiCtUrE
Flash-
A Picture
One dimensional in size
Captures an
Image
A moment
in
Time-
A Picture
Works a
Miracle
And makes
Time-
Stand still-
Time-
Moves
As quickly as the
Wind
Is blocked
And made
Frozen
Constant
And
Still-
For One to
Admire a moment,
An Image which
Appears in Different
Shades of
Light…
A Picture
Brings back an
Emotion which
Pumps right through
The Heart-
A sensitive
Delicacy –
Often uncontrolled
And driven on its own
Can be ruled
And triggered
By a Flash-
A speck
Of
Light
With shattering
Colors-
Red,
Blue
And
Green…
A Picture
Not to be measured
In Space but more so
In Time
As it
Sits
Still-
Captured
In
An
Instant
Each
Image
Is
Traced
And
Held
Together
With
Shinny
Little
Sentiments…
Composed
As
Each
Expression
Is made
Visible
At the Palm
Of
One’s
Hand
Held-
Constant
Age less
Memories
Flow
Through
And
Begin to
Sing-
Of
What
Was-
Flash-
A Picture-
Whether it be
Darkness
Or
Lightness
Detections of different states of mind are seen
Emotional sensation in every bodily part
Tell truths of what has been-
A picture
Is cherished
And
Passed down the line-
To take part in the Memories
Once
Lived-
poem by Yvette Nario
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A Breathing Fantasy
i create
a quiet midnight hour
around me all the time
and migrate myself
into a world of solitude...
where i feel your breath
down my neck tickling
myriad memories of your touch
sometimes in the real wee hours
i'm left all by myself
contemplating this notion of love
whether it's a fantasy i created
to survive myself in a barren piece
cut off from imagination
and the ability to dream
no, no, no...
screams my voice for
the oft repeated voice alone knows
the messages of love it carried
to you across the cruel
geographical spaces...
31dec2009
15.54hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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The Stairs
In a room above a busy street
The echoes of a life
The fragments and the accidents
Separated by incidents
Listened to by the walls
We share the same spaces
Repeated in the corridors
Performing the same movements
Storey to storey
Building to building
Street to street
We pass each other on the stairs
Storey to storey
Building to building
Street to street
We pass each other on the stairs
Listened to by the walls
We share the same spaces
Repeated in the corridors
Performing the same movements
The nature of your tragedy
Is chained around your neck
Do you lead or are you led
Are u sure that you dont care
There are reasons here to give your life
And follow in your way
The passion lives to keep your faith
Though all are different all are great
Climbing as we fall
We dare to hold on to our fate
And steal away our destiny
To catch ourselves with quiet grace
Storey to storey
Building to building
Street to street
We pass each other on the stairs
Listened to by the walls
We share the same spaces
Repeated in the corridors
Performing the same movements
Storey to storey
Building to building
Street to street
We pass each other on the stairs
song performed by by INXS
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Don't Be Angry If I Go Away, Love
Don't be angry if I go away, love
away for a little
into the empty spaces behind my eyes.
I have gone fishing
in the dark spaces,
in the quiet places where the quick stars swim.
But I will be back, love,
I will soon be back,
with a shining salmon to light your house,
with my hands golden with comet-dust,
brimming with the bread of suns.
I will be back, love, I will soon be back.
Don't be angry, love, I will soon be back.
poem by John Garth Raubenheimer
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Spaces in spaces,
A ball with compartments,
Disappeared worlds.
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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God
All that I know is there’s one God
Who made the Universe;
And made the stars, moon, sky and sun;
Earth for beings, human.
If God is truth and truth is God,
And truth alone triumphs;
Then, God is true and truly God
And non-believers, odd!
If God is light and light is God
And light dispels darkness;
Then, God is all we need on earth,
Right from our very birth!
All that I know is there’s a God
Whose presence, Science can’t prove;
The Creation’s testimony
Of God’s existence, love!
The Omnipotent God was there
Always and forever;
The ruler of things known, unknown
Which fools deny, brother!
The beauty of all things God made
Is something, man wonders;
The harmony can never fade,
’Tis man who just blunders!
What love and care, God packed in things
With finesse, unsurpassed;
God is perfect and unequalled,
His judgments, unbiased!
The living God, lives everywhere
And watches all with care;
To steal some souls, all devils dare
But cannot so well fare!
Almighty God does mighty things,
He plans eternally;
His Kingdom comes and Will be done
Hell will be man’s folly!
poem by John Celes
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Cloudburst Of Romantics
They took the hike
He tasted the cold snow
Of the mountain top
She pumped and pumped
Her legs as she escalate
With the thinning air
Until they conquered
The lofty slope
Aghast, they panted
And spoke each other's name
They were at the top of the world
A perfect place to fall
Together, they filled the skies
With new born nebulas and
Took each turn to admire
Their lofty masterpiece
From her tiny drops of Jupiter
To his reigning ring of Saturn
They owned the universe
The blinding pole dance
Of their creation blinded them
Of the spilled milk;
A sap of life,
a premature death
The universe, their universe,
Continued to spun its yarns
until she was gravid
With stars
But he wouldn't
Consign to the risk
It was just his fix:
Star hunting
Still she wove and wove
The celestial dawn that brought
Their universe together
Only to discover
That while she sat
Engulfed by her dancing comets
He went on to collect
New constricted rings
For his assuaging fix
And in that nook of the universe
Where he was the center
She rocked out of keel
Devoured by the shadows
Casted by garish starlights
Laid before the judgment
Of Babylonian gods
A blackhole is being born
In this abortive bliss
That even the brightest stars
Their once redeeming universe
Could not light.
poem by Norman Santos
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Some of the most rewarding and beautiful moments of a friendship happen in the unforeseen open spaces between planned activities. It is important that you allow these spaces to exist.
quote by Christine Leefeldt
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A Small Attempt to Capture...
there's the sea
there's the sky
the moon and the wind too
a picture perfect setting
for you and i
but
you aren't you
i'm not i
inheritors of the promordial fire
we're just the carriers of the
principle that governs nature
to probe and penetrate
the mysterious and mystic
depths and spaces
teasing man for eons
to undo all the knots
to unravel our existence
at each penetration
at each probing
to reach that fleeting moment
of non-existence
severed from the body connect
detached from the earth-bounds
the elements will never cease
the fire will keep burning
but
you'll not be you
and i'll not be i
07jun2010
12.40hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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