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Realists versus the Rest (Artists)

realists look for the heart
and soul in their objects
to cloth them with colours

others pesevere to put their
heart and soul in their objects
so that they become a part of
their colourful selves

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Ride on time

Oh, bird of beauty,
why do you change
your colour when you
cross the border?
The same truth should
sing here as it sing
there, why reality is
bitter to one and sweet
to another! Oh, truth
seeker, I am tired of it!
Do not insist, nothing is
absolute! The image you
got based on the seen
objects! Better exchange,
not the mind but with the
objects, the wind, the water
, and pain are the same still
we differ, time is better
than truth, ride on it and
come to me to forget the
conflict to connect soul
to soul the same love bird
will sing for you and me
and for all …

poem by Abdul Wahab
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Cooked

What's the use?
Give it best;
Cut her loose;
Have a rest.
Hope is dead;
Gloom collects,
Nuff is said
Cook objects.

Moth and rust
Hither lurk;
All is bust,
Knock off work.
Nation's great
Architects,
Clean the slate;
Cook objects.

Oh the schemes
That we planned!
Dreaming dreams
For the land.
All in vain.
Hope neglects
To remain;
Cook objects.
Navy; what?
Army too?
Blessed rot;
All is blue.
It's all one
Who protects.
dropp your gun;
Cook objects.

Let her rip,
All is up.
Have to sip
Bitter cup.
Tear your hair
Woe connects
With despair,
Cook objects.
Fellow Aust
Ralians,
Trouble's crossed
All our plans.
Seek the tomb;
Fate selects
Us for doom.
Cook objects.

Death marks us
For his own.
(Grisly cuss.)
Our head-tone,
With a laugh,
He erects.
Epitaph
'Cook objects.'
dropp a tear;
Heave a sigh;
End is near;
Say goodbye.
Sell up home
And effects.
(Dismal pome)
Cook objects.

poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Play, Play, O Lord

The music of my dancing heart
Rebels to confine in one part
Play, play, O Lord it in your art.
In grass, in shrubs in trees' every leaf,
In insect birds, every soul in brief,
In meanest creatures, feel you stay.
In hills, rivers, in the sun's ray.
Your magnitude expressed my Lord,
Play, play, play, play my heart's love chord!
I set free my prisoned music,
May your objects be tuned, to stick.

poem by Nilakshi Das
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When my soul loves your heart.....

I have your heart within me

that keeps telling me love story every night

God has given us love as the best medicine

to purify our hearts and soul with affections

When your heart and my soul touch each other

then there is no room for sadness

When my eyes close for sleep

then my soul awakes and kisses your heart

When your heart plays music with my soul

then the melodies hover like nightingales

When your heart is longing for my love

then my soul is belonging to beautiful nights

When my soul loves your heart

then its not only what your heart for

but for what my soul lives with you heart

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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That is the great distinction between the sexes. Men see objects, women see the relationships between objects.

quote by John Fowles
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Mathematicians do not study objects, but relations between objects.

quote by Henri Poincare
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Fake Holiday

Cards
candies
stuffed animals
flowers

All of these are objects
objects that are bought
objects that are given
objects masking falsehood

Valentine's Day
it is suppose to be a holiday about love
about expressing that love
with things

Where is its background
what god/goddess inspired it
what event in history made this day
why do we celebrate Valentine's Day

Some say it is to celebrate love
I say that you should do that every day
love is a blessing
not an icon that gets only one day of worship

Valentine's Day
is about putting money in a salesmen's pocket
is about the false worship of love
is a holiday without foundation

Love should not be worshipped one day out of the year
love should be treasured everyday
you shouldn't need a holiday
to tell the one you love...

'I love you.'

poem by Kaysen Fraker
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My Heart And My Soul

my soul is so sad because of a woman, my soul is so sad it can not be consoled.my heart is so sad even more than my soul, my heart told my soul you will be happy one day and my soul told my heart you will love once again my heart and my soul may someday be right but my heart and my soul are still loney tonight

poem by Sheilisa Brown
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A Colourful Family Tree

This world is made up of colours and,
I am glad to come up from a colourful family tree.
There are many colours around us and,
You can enjoy the colours in your bathrooms too;
For nature is full of colours!

Like the human beings,
I an brown in colour and my mother is a black woman from Africa.
I have many relatives all over the continets and,
My father is a white man from the U.S.A.
Four of my aunties are from Australia, Japan, Brazil and the U.K.;
Four of my uncles are from India, Mexico, Canada and Denmark;
So i grew up among many colours of this world.

A colourful family tree is what i came from and,
I am very glad to meet various colours in my life time;
For a long the lines of my growth,
I have come to love all the colours around me.
Colours are very beautiful and we need them around us,
They are in your offices and your houses too;
Yes, we need all the colours to beautify things around us.
Black is beautiful and white is beautiful too,
For we were made from the Creator with colours!
And i am very glad to be part of this family tree.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Scientific Approach

Certain perceived objects
conveyed convincingly
symbolize moment distilled images
culturally accepted objects
confirmative valid ideas.

Certain examined objects
recognized perceptively
observable phenomena splices
symbolize scientific defined data
tested rigorous repeated experiments
accepted principles proven perceptions
academic solid scientific fact affirmations.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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A battle between soul and death

My body has become a battle field,
Battle, a fierce battle, I cried in pain,
As death comes and fights to pull the soul,
Nothing happens as death has no gain.

I have been a heart and gastric patient,
My body burns with a wound of heart,
And my heart burns with it's own light,
But soul and death wrestle part to part.

A great war took place in my body,
Death violently ordered to the soul to surrender,
But soul is not ready to surrender then war began,
Many souls and deaths saw the war and wonder.

What about my body? I shouted at them,
My body has been burning since long,
Listening this, death laughed and soul hit it,
Soul told me that “death is going to do you wrong”.

You go away otherwise the death harms you,
Soul strongly pushed to the death and saved me,
I forever pray to God to give strength to my soul,
I am very thankful to my soul to protect me like a bee.

poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Last Dance Rodeo

Your lungs fill up with concrete
Her voice is all you can hear
Red lips and a screwdriver
Wrapped around some mink-clad smear
And you know that shes a diamond
And its damned you for sure (or in this damn juke box hell)
cause fools gold only fools fools
In two-bit hotels.
But shes cooler than all that
Shes a real high-class cat
Shes queen of the last dance rodeo.
But under the gas lamp
The air is thick and velvety
Your bones filled with hunger
Your heart filled with longing
Youre no longer human
Youre an insatiable hole.
You wanna bury your face forever
In the navel of her soul
cause you know ...
All you need is a heart to call home
All you need is a heart to call home
Thats all.
Light bulbs, and nylons
And plastic chandeliers
Objects are only objects,
They cant feel when youre near.
And tangerine lips
And lily-white breasts
These things are eternal
Inside them humanity rests.
The skin is like a seashell
You listen to the soul
Like an old-time radio show.
But under the gas lamp
The air is thick and velvety
Your bones filled with hunger
Your heart filled with longing
Youre no longer human
Youre an insatiable hole.
You wanna bury your face forever
In the navel of her soul
cause you know ...
All you need is a heart to call home
Thats all.
But dont wander too far
On one constant star
Darkness exists, except where you are
Your feet are filled with wandering
They follow your own
cause everywhere you are
Feels like home.
So search all you miners
You hunters of dreams
Look in the alleyways
For what you know is not what it seems
And fame, all you maidens,
It dont exist too long
But at least look behind you
And see your own shadows gone
Dont you know its the last rodeo
You gotta find yourself a cowboy
Or someone to keep you
Warm when it snows.
But under the gas lamp
The air is thick and velvety
Your bones filled with hunger
Your heart filled with longing
Youre no longer human
Youre an insatiable hole.
You wanna bury your face forever
In the navel of her soul
cause you know ...
All you need is a heart to call home
All you need is a heart
All you need is a heart to call home
Thats all.

song performed by by Jewel
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A good government implies two things; first, fidelity to the objects of the government; secondly, a knowledge of the means, by which those objects can be best attained.

quote by Joseph Story
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It may be added, to prevent misunderstanding, that when I speak of contemplated objects in this last phrase as objects of contemplation, the act of contemplation itself is of course an enjoyment.

quote by Samuel Alexander
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Wisdom and spirit of the Universe Thou soul is the eternity of thought That giv'st to forms and images a breath And everlasting motion Not in vain By day or star-light thus from by first dawn Of childhood didst thou intertwine for me The passions that build up our human soul, Not with the mean and vulgar works of man, But with high objects, with enduring things, With life and nature, purifying thus The elements of feeling and of thought, And sanctifying, by such discipline Both pain and fear, until we recognize A grandeur in the beatings of the heart.

quote by William Wordsworth
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The heart & the soul

The heart
A symbol of love
A fragile thing
Easy to break in one moment
Once broken I may believe
that i have no meaning
Oh why does the heart break and not the soul
The soul
It simply falls
to my reform heart
til the day
the heart ceases
to contain my soul

even though
my heart will be shared
with a special one
that special one
will always have my heart
even after death
when the soul
is released
from it's temple
into paradise
it shall wait for you
with patient
to be reunited
with the one
that has it's heart

poem by Andrew Adams
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Heart & Soul

Love in a vacuum, love in space.
Love without even a little hint of a trace.
Love in confusion and love doesnt show on your face.
Love is a stranger, love is a box.
Love is the key that fits a million locks.
Love is a mystery when love is the devil you go.
Put your heart and soul where I can see them shine.
I wish youd put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can see them shine.
Love in a distance, love in a walk.
Love in the limit if only people could talk.
Love for the moment till it swings like a hawk.
Love for tomorrow, love for today.
Love for the hour it could be coming your way.
Love for a puzzle you need a solution to play.
Put your heart and soul where I can see them shine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can see them shine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can see them shine.
I wish you put your heart and soul
Where I can think theyre mine...

song performed by by Monkees
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Even Objects Around Me

I almost want to ask you to leave my head
Living without you makes me feel dead
The reminder that I'm alone with you is everywhere
It's the kinda that will tear
My mind into pieces, but slowly, painfully, and quietly
That's how it kills me
Because you're even in objects around me
You've been in this house, so you can see
How things all around remind me
About times we've had
Or maybe just time and isn't that sad?
That's all you gave me to cling to?
What were you
Thinking? !
And yet I'm sinking
Drowning in my memories of you, that remind me of desire and love
That remind of hurt and the one sided nature
Maybe it's time to be mature
And just grow up but all around me I'm reminded of you
Even objects speak to me about you, even places in my house too
I can't get you out of my head!
Is this love or something else? !
We barely have memories but I can't let go of you
We barely have memories together but that's all you've got of me too...
Do you think of me, it almost makes me cry
To wonder if you do because you probably don't, why can't my feelings die
Especially when you don't feed them
Especially when you seem to avoid me like a saint to sin
How can I get away from you when even objects cry out against me
They cause me to see
That either I really love you
Or I just can't think stop thinking about you...
The only conclusion I can come to
Is that even objects around me love you too

poem by David Knox
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Under Your Pillow Is...

Prior,
Precautions,
Enforce! !
Placed under your pillow is my picture;
But your neighbour is unauthorized to see it.

Of the hard objects and the sharp objects,
More and more with heavy metals to respect your muse!
But placed under your pillow is my image,
Because i am always on your mind! !