A White Paper
a white paper's
limitless as space
the learned plot
stars and planets
day and night
the schooled
try to reach
to the unlearned
a white paper
might as well be
carrying space
exciting, limitless
and not so unreacheable
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The unwritten is also there
a blank paper
limitless as space
to fill the knowledge
here and beyond
and words of God
here, the learned plot
the stars, moon and universe
day and night
to the untutored
the blank paper might
as well be carrying space
limitless, enthralling
yet not fathomable
reachable
the blank page
catches the
essence of the mind
the written is there
the unwritten also there
if you could read
between the lines
if you could sense
the universal mind
the waves at sea
afford only a little view
of the power of the wind
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Limitless
Limitless the sky is
All its lies
Spread further to the universe
Limitless the sky
Is and I do not know
Where to start or to end
The sky is one big circle
Limitless is
Its deception.
I really thought the sky
Is blue and orange
I proved it once
The sky is dust
Limitless is my misunderstanding
Of the sky
Limitless is the sky
I have been deceived the sky is
Limitless.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sky Is Limitless
Limitless the sky is
All its lies
Spread further to the universe
Limitless the sky
Is and I do not know
Where to start or to end
The sky is one big circle
Limitless is
Its deception.
I really thought the sky
Is blue and orange
I proved it once
The sky is dust
Limitless is my misunderstanding
Of the sky
Limitless is the sky
I have been deceived the sky is
Limitless.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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White Paper
white paper
a girl bidding
for real love
a receptacle
for sincere thoughts
and feelings
a union of soul,
heart and thought
with readers
white paper
a space for a poem
as luminous as it looks
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The White Of The Paper
i like the white screen
i like the white paper
because they ask such
a simple task from me
write as you wish
think as you want to
or dont want to
I feel a white dove
flying amongst wondrous
cumulus clouds
meditate as much as i wish
so that the white becomes
a mere plane of zen,
a vibration of existence
i like the white screen
i like the white paper
because they ask just
such a simple thing of me
to swing myself and exercise
my thoughts so that i let loose
clouds, birds, stars and moon
in the minds of men
i like the white screen
i like the white paper
because they always
are my best friends,
open an infinite plane
for me to act out my antics
for the good of men,
exercise their minds and
let their humours flow
i like the white of the
screen and the paper
because they are always
there to accommodate me
to let the gift from heaven flow
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Eternity
we are under the full moon
tonight and we look for some
tiny stars glittering in the skies
our vision dissolving into such
a vast space where we see
no endings no beginnings
we soon close our eyes and there we
too see no endings no beginnings
limitless to the skies
limitless to the heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Beware writers
beware you writer
in the white paper
you plot your own
assets and liabilities
every word decodes them
beware you writer
in the white paper
is the universal mind
that could detect
truth from lies as easy as a
trained german shepherd
detects narcotics
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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On the other hand
You are no less than anyone, you are more than anybody
You are special; you have the right to be given a name yourself
You have the right to be
And so when you let go these thousand poems of yours
In the sea of ideas like atoms in a limitless sky in a limitless space
Be there. Try Floating in there and see a single word from one of the thousand poems you made
They all call your name
I am yours you made me and I have become significant I have become special
Because of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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White and Black
Paper white
Money black
Day night
We back
And we slack.
White paper
Black money
We can't
change any.
Paper can be white
Money can not be black
Worry not, Santosh
Worry about yourself.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Come My Child
He stands on top
of the mountain
and says come my child.
Come and dwell with me.
Let me teach you my ways.
Let me nurture you
like a father.
Be not be afraid,
take one step
and I will guide you
by the way.
Come experience
limitless love,
limitless provisions,
limitless mercy,
even limitless grace.
I know your sins:
confess and turn away
from your ways
and I will forgive you.
I will love you eternally.
Don't be bashful,
don't be ashamed of me.
Serve me and no other.
I can be trusted:
read my words
and look at my records.
I have never failed you yet,
though the adversary
would have you believed
otherwise.
Come my child,
come to Abba.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Condensing Space
the universe is a garden
of gems, stars and planets
and a mental wonderland
if you love arithematics, theories
of compression and relativity
every place in space is just a few minutes away
as close as your own bedroom and the garden
there is space and they are meant for fun
and should be the least of any body's problem
they are pleasure to the space condenser
the three trillion trillion miles
well, they can be condensed into two three miles
remember the six inch of your mind
well it has in it all the space you would ever traverse
just cflose your eyes and see
the energies all over space can be harnessed
or deharnessed? ? ? to condense space,
so that you need just one minute to go to the
furthest reach of space
just close your eyes and there you would see
all the distance of the universes
condensed in a little box on your top
one day it will be as simple as that
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Dot On White Sheet!
Green leaves of spring are not there;
Colourful flowers of all seasons are gone;
Only white snow covers all in winter!
Winter snow thick or thin is white sheet
That covers all colourful things long!
Scrubbing snow on the road is a daily exercise
To clear route for all vehicles to go smooth;
All covered with fur cloth move in the street;
This white snow is like a white sheet of paper;
All the movements on it are the dots of scribble!
Writers are hungry of white paper to write on;
Poets are fond of writing poems on white sheet;
And the matters on white paper are men on snow;
But nobody likes winter as all are for colourful life!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Spaces
Space
No center, no above, no below
Ceaselessly devouring and engendering itself
Whirlpool space
And drop into height
Spaces
Clarities steeply cut
Suspended
By the night's flank
Black gardens of rock crystal
Flowering on a rod of smoke
White gardens exploding in the air
Space
One space opening up
Corolla
And dissolving
Space in space
All is nowhere
Place of impalpable nuptials
poem by Octavio Paz
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Limitless Sky
Staring up high, in the bright blue sky.
Wondering when, I can reach that high.
Seeing the birds soar through the sky,
Higher, and closer- they reach the light.
Wonderful limitless sky,
Centuries of unbounded territories.
Realizing the dreams,
Facing no more limits.
I live to see the day,
And let all my dreams,
Fly up high,
Into the limitless sky.
poem by Jose Santiago
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It's that I don't like white paper backgrounds. A woman does not live in front of white paper. She lives on the street, in a motor car, in a hotel room.
quote by Helmut Newton
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And the Child Draws a World
the teacher asks the child to draw
The world
& the universe
And the child with his Mongol pencil
put a dot
for a start on his clean white bondpaper
(& as his fingers are clumsy
His hands still shaky)
he makes a stretch of a crooked
line
Stretching
& occupying almost all the space of the paper
To make a
Crooked circle
His world
And for his universe
He draws five little stars
crude
A crescent moon A comet moving In a blank space
A space rocket
Is drawn
On the top page in propulsion
A crooked circle The lines hardly meet At a common point
For a world
A little blank space For the universe
And where is God there?
The teacher asks him
You gave no instruction, sir. The child answered.
But He is there, the Child thinks.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Look Up At The Sky
…look up at the sky – Oh, do look up at the sky…look up at the sky that stretches in all directions and wherever one may turn…look up at the sky all above and that falls beyond the end of the visible earth…look up at the sky that stretches beyond one’s vision and look beyond the sky into limitless space…
…see, time and care and the narrowness of one’s conditioning confine one and bends one’s mind – as one’s back is bent, and one’s neck is loaded down; and one’s eyes are fixed to the spotlight-defined meters as one stands one’s ground…Oh, but just look up at the sky…
…look up at the sky in the day and see its deep blue…look up at the sky and see the clouds and the sun, and the brilliance and the lack of limits and confines…look up at the sky in the morning and see the sun rise, and behold its wonder and its colors…look up at the sky at twilight and look at it at night with the moon and the stars and the infinite space that stretches beyond…
…look up at the sky and behold its wonders and splendor and its power… look up at the sky and the space beyond and behold its brilliance and limitlessness…
Oh, look up at the sky and the space beyond – and behold the limitlessness of the mind…behold there the infinite stretch of your mind, of the mind…behold the skies and space, and behold the power and glory and the unconfined, unconditioned freedom and brilliance of your mind and your being, of the unconfined mind and of unconditioned being…
poem by Raj Arumugam
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White Blank Paper
On a white blank paper
I'm writing the chronicle of a tormented soul
Reality and dream are two different things
Can't achieve the same goal
On a white blank paper
I'm putting the pieces of my broken heart
Vanquished & overpowered by the joy of sorrow
Relinquish to the power of thought of a new start
This white blank paper
Witnessing the commotion of another love story
Love brings tears love creates pain
But only painful love gets the imperial glory
poem by Sourav RCY
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Paper And Pen
Paper and pen
Trying to write a song again
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Trying to write a song again
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Can’t think of anything to say today
Can’t think of anything to do
Can’t think of anything to play today
Minds gone blank
Leaving me here, just sitting here
Listening to my hair grow
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
And I look towards you
For an inspiration or a word or two
I try but I find
Every road only leads me back to these lines
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Piano, guitar
I try but don't get very far
Paper and pen
Piano, guitar
Paper and pen
Trying to write a song again
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Copyright Colin Coplin 1985 / 2010
poem by Colin Coplin
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Upon this paper my life is written
Upon this paper my life is written,
a tree doubled over in pain.
The red ink flows over the skin,
full stops and commas are hair and stars:
eyes of sea left on ships,
destroyed houses, rusting girders.
This paper is as black as the storm,
destroyed villages where there is no fiesta.
This paper burns as reason does,
lightning in the sky flashes in its millions.
This paper is a sky where there is no God,
this paper is alone…
this paper does not fly…
this paper… it is I.
poem by Menotti Lerro from The Poetry of Menotti Lerro (2011), translated by Andrew Mangham, Maria Rosaria La Marca
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