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In Pscyhe with Divinity

i like the silence at the lake
as little insects dance
plunging their little legs
every now and then
to create tiny swirls of ripples
the convulsive smile of a little child
as mom carresses him
head to toe
i like the frog on the lily pad
a haven for meditation
his eyes fixed onto sky and clouds
as it zooms onto zero thought
a zen monk in his familiar garden
that perceives himself
that enviable space
between god and creation
that space where nothing exists
until he said 'Let it Bet'.
i like the peace and calm
when the tiniest life is amplified
when the senses are sharpened
to every sound, sight, and action
when one finds oneself psyched
into the creative well of divinity

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Insects

Tiny insects in my hair
Tiny insects everywhere
Tiny insects in my pants
Watching insects make romance
Insects make me make me want to dance dance dance
They make want to dance . . .
Flying insects everywhere
Flying insects buzzing buzzing buzzing thru the air
Just like little diamonds in the sky
Insects buzzing in my eye
Buzzing insects make me want to dance dance dance
They make me want to dance . . .
Insects crawling all around
Insects squirming in the ground
Insects gooey squeaky chewy
Should I eat them--no
Id rather stomp them hurt them stomp
Stomp them while I dance dance dance
I hurt them while I dance dance dance
I stomp them while I dance dance dance . . .
Insects make me scream and shout
They dont know what lifes about
They dont have blood
Theyve got too many legs
They dont have brains in their heads
They know theyll rule the world some day
They bite and sting me anyway
They bite and sting and suck
They bite and sting and suck suck suck
They bite and sting and
Suck suck suck suck suck . . .
Dance dance dance

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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This Is Crazy Now

Blown away like the wind restless again
My only friend has gone away
Washed like the tide but Im still alive
Im gonna drive all night long
This is crazy now Ill fill the space somehow
If there were someway to get through
This is crazy now Ill fill the space somehow
I cant walk away from you
Shaken like a leave sharpened like a reef
All of my senses need relief
Looking out to sea I still believe
That you and I were meant to be
This is crazy now Ill fill the space somehow
If there were someway to get through
This is crazy now like a finger paint
Fill the space somehow smearing in the rain
I cant walk away from you wash it all away
This is crazy now shaken like a leave
Ill fill the space somehow sharpened like a reef
I cant walk away from you
This is crazy now
Shaken like a leaf
Fill the space somehow
Sharpened like a reef
I cant walk away from you

song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Phileas the Frog

Phileas the frog was awfully large -
To see the muscle in his thighs -
A sight bedazzling to your eyes!
With plenty there to feed a town -
If you would dare to take him down!

Phileas the frog could tow a barge.
One hefty bound could clear a tree -
A scary sight I'll guarantee!
And something else to make me dread:
Were he to land upon my head!

Phileas the frog was known as 'Sarge -'
Accounted by that massive chest.
No other frog would care to jest
That tidy Phileas!

So if you've sense and know your place -
And hold some value to your face,
Then don't get supercilious
With Phileas!

Frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog
Frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog
Frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Peace and silence..

Silence exists everywhere,
What human are not aware,
in everything, organic and inorganic,
in planets, space and
even in every atom,
where never ending,
vibration occurs, thus observe,
and release energy,
nonstop, nonstop in commotion.

Silence exists in the audibility,
Of organic, frozen silence,
Always flowing through audible,
A few can hear the frequencies,
The rest are disabled for life,
but peace exists in the hearts,
and exits from the hearts,
that feel the truth of emotions,
Nowhere else...
We can't find peace anywhere else.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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God's Anatomy

God's body has got the best throne
God's body can freely move around
Inside God's glow
God has got a chair of artificial glow
Skies are also artificial glows of God
But it is the biggest
The universe is inside it
And it is inside God's original glow
God's original glow is called God's mind
And it is the eternal space.

Glow is mass having least density
Glow is space
Everything that exists has glow
God's glow exists because of
Gravitational Force of God.

God's mind is round and still
Because the core of God's body
Is absolutely frozen and dead
It always remain at the center of God
No matter where God's body goes
Around it some slightly loose souls exist
Heart of God's body
Consists of these two layers of mass
As a result of gravitational force
God's heart tends to become smaller
But space of anything cannot be nil
For this reason
An outward repulsive force exists
That creates never-ending heartbeat of God
God's heartbeat Allah Allah sound
Goes on forever at the center of God
Everyone's soul's pulse is also Allah Allah sound.

God's body remains at the center of God's mind
Most of the times as a Round Living Thing
When God expands His visible glow
He makes His body the Most Beautiful Thing
God's body has a pimple on His face
It's His beauty spot
It's the symbol of bad things
God's body has got
Minimum bad odor
And overwhelming good odor
That's why
God's body is fragrant
God's body puts on clothes
To look more beautiful
God's body puts on crown on His head
To look Most Perfect.

The center point of God is just above paradise
Where Prophet Mohammad met God's body
On the Night of Ascending To God
God's visible glow remains near His body
God's invisible glow is at distant places
From His body

God's body is the most solid thing
God's body is made of tiniest particles
Tiniest particles are souls
Owing to Gravity there are some loose particles
On the surface of God's body
That's why He can create things

Artificial glows of God are made of tiniest particles
There are seven skies
Skies are like bubbles
One above the other
From smaller to bigger
The uppermost sky is the biggest
At each connecting point of skies
There is a gate of sky.

Time exists
Because of change and movement of matters inside Space
From point of view of time God is infinite.

N.B.- The Night of Ascending To God is the Night of Meraj.

poem by Asif Andalib
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It was life

Frog dance
On water...
With the legs...
Dance the frog...

Bee cool
Feel free
Catch the frog
Eat to dance

For the snake...!
Yes...
It was life...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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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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Primal Death

Space
Time
Space
Travel
Raining
Ai ming
Space
Time
Space
Expanding
Un iting
Increasing
Space
Time
Space
Sweeping
Restraining
Stretching
Space
Time
Space
Wrestling
Throwing
Throwi ng up
Space
Time
Space
Falling
Sinkin g
Overturning
Space
Time
Space
Whi rling
Space
Time
Space
Disturbing
Space
Time
Space
Whirring
Space
Ti me Space
Erring at
Nothing

poem by August Stramm
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When My Shadow Is Small

my favorite bridge is close
peeling paints, rusting steel
water beneath beautiful still
fishes passing; crabs digging
seaweeds dance with currents will
rocks love kisses from waves

heron stood in middle of lake
spearing unknowing minnows
tiny ripples reach sea grass
unblinking fat frog still hide
me alone standing atop a rock
with smile i watch all of that

poem by Manonton Dalan
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Child Juggling Kumquats, Smiling

Tao
can never dance.
All dance
is Tao.

Tao
can never forgive.
All things
create themselves.

Dance is not
wu-wei, action
without thought.

Dance is not shen yen,
realization that natural
rhythm is absolute freedom.

Dance escapes
definition.
Dance can only
be danced.

Forgiveness
is not a way
of moving
both in sorrow
and in peace.

Forgiveness
is not the child
of experience wedded
to understanding.

Forgiveness:
the union of open mind,
spontaneous movement,
and pure spirit.

Forgiveness:
the basic function
of dance.

poem by David Kowalczyk
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Sound Effects And Overdramatics

When the shirt came off, it was all in time
When a m-m-m-minute turned into a mile
And then I broke that grin, and I cut it out
And you got all turned on by the taste of your sin
When I mention blue, all you thought was color
When you mention drugs, all I thought was sober
When your pants came off and I turned you over
When you mention blue
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time!
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Keep the mask aligned
Get it up in time
There's a space between valleys
and try and catch a vibe
Make a circle square, a rectangle curve
Use a smile as a noun and I think like a verb
Run quick switch sides
Spill the filled up canister
And the room is shaking
Now you're changing places,
and I switched my pace,
and my breathing races when you mention blue
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time!
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! (This is not [x6])
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Kill, smile, cut out for me cut it cut it out
Smile, cut cut it out for me cut it cut it out
We cut it out!
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time!
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! (This is not [x6])
Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while
Get down and stay awake
Smile

song performed by by Used
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The Angels Above

Select the right action and thought,
To revel in nothing but divinity.
I have movement of the mathematical mind,
Of the blessings from an angelic man.
He is again in my heart as well as my head,
Like the ringing of wings, and the life of an animal.
He, the angel in question, is against my closure of philosophy,
In that it seeks ample pride in my scholarship.
You shall rid it of the wings when it has earned your pride,
For this pride is not the right action and thought
That you select. Choose it, and that which exists.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Space for you

"He is not to be trusted" I heard
I thought it was reference for me to be told
I picked it right and just pondered
What should be thought of as it was offered!

To believe or not on what others say
Or to shut the eyes and go away
I don't believe in pigeon's approach
Where it shuts the eyes from cat and looses life as such

The best way is to accommodate
Don't involve in thing which in fact don't relate
Sometimes jealousy plays important role
You need not bother and respond to call

No one can claim any berth exclusively
As space goes to another person readily
It exists for a person who tries honestly
It shall be taken sportingly and lightly

Create a space even if it doesn't exist
Try for it forcefully and rightfully insist
It shall always be there and kept vacant
Only you try in time and be present

Life is meant to be explored
Nothing will be achieved if you feel bored
Drams may seem nice and sweet while you snore
But you need it in actual sphere and still need more

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Enough Space

I was waiting for something
Maybe flying machines
That's when I found lily
The best I've ever seen

Put her on the ceiling
Try to make her my own
People line up to see
But there never seems to be

Enough space
Space
Space
Space

(REPEAT ALL)

song performed by by Foo Fighters from The Colour And The Shape
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Meditation

When the mind is quiet and in glee,
And of scattered thoughts it is free,
Meditation can be undertaken,
And all sundry thoughts forsaken.

Meditation is an unbroken attention,
In a particular physical position,
And flow of fixed concentration,
With contemplation to a state of intuition.

Meditation brings the mind to clarity,
Whereby therein springs serenity,
All activity is reduced in meditation,
And the mind gravitates to illumination.

Meditation is a virtuous way of life,
Whereby there is control over life,
It entails regulation of the mind,
Negating all wary thoughts that bind.

With meditation, the mind is calm,
Deep peace courses, which is a balm,
Awareness of breath control induces relaxation,
Realizing our unity with Cosmos brings realization.

poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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A Frog

There stands upon a leaf,
A tiny frog,
With yellow skin,
And large round eyes,
In search of insects-food!

The little frog can camouflage,
And appear dead,
Or look like flowers,
To escape foes,
And predators that strike.

Like energized spring-box,
The frog can leap;
The frog can fly;
The frog won’t fall,
As they hold on
To weeds and stalks of plants.

Oh, what a queer Amphibian
Are frogs born free!
Some are big too;
Their tongues are long,
And so sticky;
They flick it out and catch their prey.

poem by John Celes
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A Magic Light

A magic light has filled the space.
Our Lord has sent it with a grace.
We paradise create in dreams
Wishing to live in love’s sunbeams.

The space of love we should create.
It would be so nice and great.
The space of peace for centuries,
For all the Earth’s countries.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My burning desire to create

MY BURNING DESIRE TO CREATE

So intense and so powerful
Like a furious burning fire
My desire to create is so powerful
So painful and so throbbing
Like a hungry child crying for food
My desire to create is so hopeful
So rigid and so consistent
Like a passionate entrepreneur
My passion to create is so unshakeable

Every hour that passes by I want to create
Every moment I spend I long to create
I have a living urge and desire to create
A living passion to express myself
A burning desire to live my true life

Sometimes I hide myself in the midst of business
At times I deliberately cloud my space with my busy life
Sometimes I try to hide away from my passion to create
Sometimes I try to narrow down the size of my passion
But regardless of all my efforts my desire always finds me
I am so transparent inside, my passion to create
Has invaded all my privacy inside
So strong and so powerful
Like a helpless child looking for love and security
My desire to create is so seeking and so burning.

poem by Tsholofelo Mooketsi
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Space Child

Goin through pages
And lookin down lines and lines
Space of your life is only passing you by
Space child ages as he turns and faces the lie
Then after laughter was caught in his throat as he died
Fly on homeward
Worlds spinnin by brings clouds in your eye tonight
The space of your life is only passing you by

song performed by by Ufo
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The Boy Next Door

There's a boy who lives next door;
And this boy is just as bad
As a boy can be; and poor!
He's so poor it makes me sad
When I see him. Out at knee;
And no shoes; and, more than that,
Hardly any shirt or hat.
He's as poor as Poverty.

II.

But I like him; yes, I do.
He can play 'most any game,
And tell fairy stories, too;
Funny stories, just the same
As my father does. And he
Told me one about a frog,
Living near a lake or bog,
Frog that married a bumblebee.

III.

And another of Jumping Joan
And Hink Minx, the old witch that
Sits before the fire alone
Frying fat for her black cat.
And of Craney Crow; her dog
And her chicken. But the best,
One I like more than the rest,
'S that one of the bee and frog.

IV.

Well, the bumblebee would sing
All day long; and all the night
Sang the old frog; till the thing,
So folks said, was done in spite,
Just to keep the flowers awake:
One a rose, a brier-rose;
And the other, one of those
Lilies that grow in a lake.

All day long the bee would prod
At the rose and buzz and keep
Shaking it; it couldn't nod,
Much less ever go to sleep:
Humming to it, 'Don't you hear?
I'm so happy! Can't you be
Just a little neighborly?
Ain't my froggie just a dear?'

VI.

And the frog all night would sing
To the water-lily; while
On the pad he'd sit or cling,
On his face an ear-wide smile,
Croaking, 'Listen! have you heard
All about my bouncing bee?
Don't you wish that you were she?
I'm as happy as a bird!'

VII.

Then the water-lily'd yawn,
And the rose would bat its eyes:
One would say, 'It's nearly dawn.
Better sleep. So I advise.'
And the other, 'Jumping Jim!
That old frog's a wonder! made
Just for you. Can't I persuade
You to sing your songs to him?'

VIII.

Finally it got so bad
That the rose and lily agreed
They would fix them. Both were mad
And just dying to be freed
From this tuneful tyranny.
So the rose just took a thorn,
When the bee dropped in one morn,
Stabbed her; killed her dead, you see.

IX.

That night by the yellow moon,
Sitting on the lily-pad,
Tuning up his old bassoon,
Did n't that old frog feel sad
When the lily told him! Cried
Fit to break one's heart; and, plunk!
In he plunged right there and sunk:
Drowned, committed suicide.

poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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