In Sequence
some poems are not perfect
because the mind and the heart
fail meet eye to eye
usually it is the mind that fails
to deliver, going to where it
does not belong failing
the disciplinary test
the heart begs everything to be
in place, so that
the world can amplifly
itself to her as she interpretes
the input word by word, image by image
- in correct sequence
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Image
Written by: richard marx & fee waybill
Hope you dont believe a word
Of all the things I know youve heard about me
Really just a pack of ies
You see the truth before your eyes around me
Hard to keep it straight
The real from the ruse
Probably way too late
What can I do, but its
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Its just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
Would it be too much to ask
That you could just gvie me the chance to prove it
Or would it only be a waste of time
To try to make you change your mind and use it
What Ive been looking for
Isnt what I thought
Not behind the golden door
Youre all Ive got, and its
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Its just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
What Ive been looking for
Isnt what I thought
Not behind the golden door
Youre all Ive got, and its
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
Not what you think
Not what you hear
Not what you see
Its just the image
Its all on a string
All fantasy
Not really me
Its just the image
song performed by by Richard Marx
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The Mystery Of Word Divine. by Ray Subrata
Thought feeling and sense,
Seek entrance.
With image and idea divine.
Through word, they reflect and shine.
The greater the Being is agile,
The brighter the words it trails
On stations of mind’s cultivation
Words get empowered with motion.
Here it elevates the mind, there it clouds
Here it spreads ardor, there joy it alouds.
It takes its journey from the mind’s periodic table,
And exposes, image and pictures, like a television cable.
poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
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0106 To Rilke
Unending one, you’ve shown myself to me.
In the place you wrote into being
where the image of God made Man
and the image of Man made God
meet – there, in that friendly place
where such daunting names quite disappear,
where the eternal becomes practical
and the Word is heard as if I spoke it,
and myself is every self,
and I am free of all preconceptions,
neither Christian, Jew, Moslem, Hindu –
the place where all may be discussed,
where all may be heard,
where two voices become one certainty,
where unicorns may be seen,
where there are no secrets,
where poetry arises
in that place
you’ve shown myself to me.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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His Word Is Not His Bond
(girls let me tell you what a liar will do
Hes always coming with something new
Hell steal your heart...)
He lives in the waste
Void of culture and taste
His eye on a prize beyond
His every word is in the right place
But his word is not his bond
His face is comely
His heart it bleeds
Yet its but a mantel
He has donned
Mark him only by his deeds
For his word is not his bond
Id love to take him
Out of this room
And gently break him
Id love to see him dance!
His protogee deals
In confusion and fog
Of power he is fond
Wheels within wheels
Like master, like dog
His word is not his bond
Im trying to swim
But Im caught in the shallows
And I sense that Ive been conned
Deliver him
To the gallows
His word is not his bond
His word is not his bond!
song performed by by Waterboys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My woman,
My woman,
My woman is making I see Beauty,
Every little word explained to me that Image,
There is nothing easy in the world today,
Your passion is my image,
Understand that you are my woman,
My every word that spoken from your Love,
Let me understand that concept,
Every word that you spoke,
I saw that great Understanding that will make us Lover's,
Iam making my Woman see me through,
Every word that you spoke gave me food,
My emotion's came and gave I food,
I feel that your passion was deeper that any HUMAN LANGUAGE.
poem by Abdul Karim
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My woman soul,
My woman,
My woman is making I see Beauty,
Every little word explained to me that Image,
There is nothing easy in the world today,
Your passion is my image,
Understand that you are my woman,
My every word that spoken from your Love,
Let me understand that concept,
Every word that you spoke,
I saw that great Understanding that will make us Lover's,
Iam making my Woman see me through,
Every word that you spoke gave me food,
My emotion's came and gave I food,
I feel that your passion was deeper that any HUMAN LANGUAGE.
poem by Abdul Karim
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Look Home
Retired thoughts enjoy their own delights,
As beauty doth in self-beholding eye ;
Man's mind a mirror is of heavenly sights,
A brief wherein all marvels summed lie,
Of fairest forms and sweetest shapes the store,
Most graceful all, yet thought may grace them more.
The mind a creature is, yet can create,
To nature's patterns adding higher skill ;
Of finest works with better could the state
If force of wit had equal power of will.
Device of man in working hath no end,
What thought can think, another thought can mend.
Man's soul of endless beauty image is,
Drawn by the work of endless skill and might ;
This skillful might gave many sparks of bliss
And, to discern this bliss, a native light ;
To frame God's image as his worths required
His might, his skill, his word and will conspired.
All that he had his image should present,
All that it should present it could afford,
To that he could afford his will was bent,
His will was followed with performing word.
Let this suffice, by this conceive the rest,
He should, he could, he would, he did, the best.
poem by Robert Southwell
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Sleep
I can't describe the feeling when
I'm in my bed asleep and then
I wake up with a vision blurred
And all my efforts are detered
To reconstruct this image lost
There're certain things my mind must do
and even though they're very few
The image glistens like a gem
Repairing is not one of them
So I'm awake though in my mind
The image thats so unrefined
is calling to me from the deep
and tempting me to fall asleep
song performed by by Phish
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Heart And Minf Fight
My mind says,
Stay in the room
My heart says,
See the universe
My mind says,
She has only a body
My heart says,
She has a beautiful soul
My mind says,
Get the degree
My heart says,
Get the knowledge
My mind says,
Kill the neighbor
My heart says,
Love the neighbor
My mind says,
Plunder the entire world
My heart says,
Give to the world
My mind says,
God is not here
My heart says,
God is here
My mind says,
Rule on the earth
My heart says,
Live equal on the earth
My mind says,
Invent new weapons
My heart says,
Keep the peace
My mind says,
He is a small man
My heart says,
He is a big man
My mind says
He is ignorant
My heart says,
He is wise
My mind says,
Live for money
My heart says,
Live in love
My mind says,
He heart you
My heart says,
Forget his mistake
My mind says,
Don’t agree with his opinion
My heart says,
I respect his opinion
My mind says,
You are great poet
My heart says,
You are nothing
poem by Aroon George
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0025 Between (2)
Between each word, what happens in the mind?
what moves from hearing, seeing, through the worlds
of thought; emotion; both perhaps enjoined;
what depth of silent stillness may unfurl?
It's strange: as writer, when the words are set,
I find myself in some quite other place,
where writer, reader, hearer, truly meet;
like talk that's punctuated by deep peace.
For me, each comma, semi-colon, dash,
or bracket, or long colon's pause, or stop,
are moments when our minds may truly match;
communication perfect in that gap:
the punctuated moment, truth may find;
between each word, meet unity in mind.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Change The World
Imagine a place only your soul can vision
The heart of a child who looks, sees, and listens
Paints a picture using every color
And what she sees she sees it like no other
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
With everything I know your made of
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
If everyone would stop and listen
The art of innocence makes so much sense
Of a place there no wrong has well then it's wasted
Filtered through the eyes of a pure mind
A one of a kind, paradise for you and I, you and I
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
With everything I know your made of
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
If everyone would stop and listen
Break the cycle, find your rhythm
Share the gift that you've been given - Love
You can, You can Change The World
You can Change The World with love
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
With everything I know your made of
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
If everyone would stop and listen
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
With everything I know your made of
One word, a voice unheard
You can Change The World
If everyone would stop and listen
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Anger
Beware of Anger
It is just one letter short of Danger,
Anger present in one's soul
Destructs the body and mind as a whole,
In anger you act foolishly in a fit of rage
Which then creates a very bad image,
Unknowingly you happen to hurt someone
Thereby spoiling all the life's fun,
So do not create place for Anger
In your heart, mind or soul,
For once it settles in you
You are liked by very few,
So try to remain calm & act cool
And do not make yourselves a fool,
You can try this as nothing is impossible
As the word ‘impossible' itself says I'm possible,
So next time if anger resides in your hearts room
Throw it out & see how your life will bloom!
poem by Kavita Iyer
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Woman
Give us that grand word ‘woman’ once again,
And let’s have done with ‘lady’: one’s a term
Full of fine force, strong, beautiful, and firm,
Fit for the noblest use of tongue or pen;
And one’s a word for lackeys. One suggests
The Mother, Wife, and Sister! One the dame
Whose costly robe, mayhap, gives her the name,
One word upon its own strength leans and rests;
The other minces tiptoe. Who would be
The perfect woman must grow brave of heart
And broad of soul to play her troubled part
Well in life’s drama. While each day we see
The ‘perfect lady’ skilled in what to do
And what to say, grace in each tone and act
(‘Tis taught in schools, but needs some native tact) ,
Yet narrow in her mind as in her shoe.
Give the first place then to the nobler phrase,
And leave the lesser word for lesser praise.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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An Image Springs to Mind
An image springs to mind:
A child, with childish innocence
upon the shores of life, inclined
to play, without pretence
or mask. Or, if a mask there be,
it still retains a quality
allowing all with empathy to penetrate behind.
An image springs to mind:
So freely see the child dispense
the sifting sand, so unrefined,
with slight apparent sense.
It takes some perspicacity
to see each grain is memory -
dispersed or treasured as may be - quicksilverly defined.
An image springs to mind:
The shifting sands are implements
used differently by different blind
for good or ill intents immense.
Some knowledge is acquired for free,
transmitted some, instinctively,
the balance, finely tuned as we progress or slip behind.
An image springs to mind:
The grain in youth packed tight and dense
Age often loosens, cannot bind, -
how great the difference!
If we could meet mortality
with every thought recorded, we
could help those after us to see the answers we can’t find.
An image springs to mind:
These answers must, in self defence,
be hid from those who’d grind Mankind,
enslaving innocence.
Both Time and Knowledge thus should be
weaved secret in Life’s mystery
from here until eternity - or so it seems designed...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Tryst
I.
I went, alone, to the old familiar place
Where we often met,--
When the twilight soften'd thy bright and radiant face
And the sun had set.
All things around seem'd whispering of the past,
With thine image blent--
Even the changeful spray which the torrent cast
As it downward went!
I stood and gazed with a sad and heavy eye
On the waterfall--
And with a shouting voice of agony
On thy name did call!
II.
With a yearning hope, from my wrung and aching heart
I call'd on thee--
And the lonely echoes from the rocks above
They answer'd me!
Glad and familiar as a household word
Was that cherish'd name
But in that grieving hour, faintly heard,
'T was not the same!
Solemn and sad, with a distant knelling cry,
On my heart it fell--
'T was as if the word 'Welcome' had been answer'd by
The word 'FAREWELL!'
poem by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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Accept Me
The stunning looks in your eyes
dazzling like stars in the skies
complements your complexity so nice.
The soothing tone of your voice
keeps ringing in my e'rs
in my mind your image never dies,
like the very day i set my eyes
very fresh it still appe'rs.
From deep within me my heart cries
and begs for your love.
poem by Marbet Daniel
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A Secret Sadness after William Collis Brookes For Helidor
A secret sadness pains my heart
whenever, with a smiling face,
we meet with others, scarce apart,
in drawing-room or public place.
We chatter with adroit address,
yet you are you and I am I!
None of the fools we greet can guess
your kisses wear my patience, try.
I'm so correct whene'er we meet,
you play so well your stately role,
none may suspect what masked deceit
your image wears within my soul.
(3 August 1985 robi03_0212_broo01_0001 PXX_JLX)
after William Collis Brookes
A Secret Laughter
A secret laughter shakes my heart
whenever, with unsmiling face,
we meet and greet or turn to part
in drawing-room or public place.
We chatter with adroit address,
and you are you and I am I,
and none of all the fools can guess
you wear my kiss upon your thigh.
I am so vapid when we meet,
you play so well your stately role,
that none can ever know, my Sweet,
I wear your image in my soul.
William Collis Brookes For Helidor 1949 A Secret Laughter
poem by Jonathan Robin
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One word makes the difference!
Not only the kingdoms are in trouble, we are too,
When we fail to say this word BOLD and TRUE,
When we stand face to face and fail to say,
What we have to, our relationship splits,
The little gap formed gets widened,
When we are sportive to say this balmy word,
From the deep part of our mind and heart,
Many conflicts could have been avoided,
The peace could have prevailed on our rosy lawn,
When we say sorry to someone hurt, we may mend the torn,
If we don't know the values, we have to be taught,
If we pretend with intelligence, nothing can be sought.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Credo
That each thing is a word
Requiring us to speak it;
From the ant to the quasar,
From clouds to ocean floor-
The meaning not ours, but found
In the mind deeply submissive
To the grammar of existence,
The syntax of the real;
So that alien is changed
To human, thing into thinking:
For the world's bare tokens
We pay golden coin,
Stamped with the king's image;
And poems are prophecy
Of a new heaven and earth,
A rumour of resurrection.
poem by James Phillip McAuley
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box)