The Realist, Impressionist And Me
uncompromising realists are the sky and land
the sea a die hard impressionist
and me, a romantic trying to evince lessons from both
to create an abstract and futuristic world
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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How many people make themselves abstract to appear profound. The most useful part of abstract terms are the shadows they create to hide a vacuum.
quote by Joseph Joubert
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I Want To Live On An Abstract Plain
Ive had it with this town
I never saw those shifting skies
I never saw the ground
Or the sunset rise
I want to live on an abstract plane
Im building a frame
A place to put my ten-yard stare
Thinking of that paint
Painted in plein-air
I want to live on an abstract plane
I need a new adress
I want some new terrain
Is it north or south?
I want to live on an abstract plain
I could sit on the roof
On top of that abstract house
See my abstract view
An abstract mouse
I want to live on an abstract plane
I need a new adress
Tell me Im not insane
Is it up or down?
I want to live on an abstract plane
song performed by by Frank Black
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Realists are, as a rule, only men in the rut of routine who are incapable of transcending a narrow circle of antiquated notions. But their adverse opinion does carry some weight and can do great harm to a new project — at least until the innovation is strong enough to push the "realists" and their moldy notions aside.
quote by Theodore Herzl
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Lessons
I am the chapter sitting next to you,
And i am your lover unnoticed;
I want to marry you for the sake of of love.
I will take you to the land of rice,
I will take you to the land of flies,
I will take you to the land of bulls,
I will take you to the land of wolves,
I will take you to the land of wine;
Life is like a fat lady with more breasts to see.
In this life,
I have swallowed lots of bitter pills;
And i have learnt my lessons well.
I will take you to the land of sheep,
I will take you to the land of teachers,
I will take you to the land of music,
I will take you to the land of rainbows,
I will take you to the land of students;
Life is like a slim lady with no breasts to see.
I've got my mind on you but,
You have somebody else in mind;
So clap your hands for joy!
If only if you are okay over there.
Life is like that and,
Your sister should have waited for us to get a boy;
But, they rushed in so quickly!
What they have now is a girl.
Lessons for all to learn,
Lessons from the bitter pills of my life;
Clap your hands for joy if you are okay in life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Are You Really a True Romantic?
I wonder, where have all the True Romantics gone? ... there are, but few
still flowering... still spinning dreams, still weaving words of love so true.
For, when l read a book, or watch a movie... perhaps, read a line
or two of poetry... l know that, somewhere in there, l will find
some bitter, shadowy undertone... perhaps, to spice some ailing plot?
True feelings, it may well reflect...
but True Romantic? ...
l think not.
The True Romantic is a gentle soul... a Literary Unicorn,
existing in a Golden Land, from where the sweet, soft dreams are born;
all spun from strands of pure romance... this bright-eyed hope of love, so fair;
no shadows here, to spoil the magic woven from the heart, with care.
The Unicorn is, but a dream... in myth, beyond our sight... far lost;
but, lose the True Romantic... lose the dream;
is this, then worth the cost?
Perhaps, it is that we have wandered from the path, in modern days;
perhaps, it is not now correct... politically, to trace the ways
the great Romantics, down the ages weaved their bright and shining dreams,
yet, there was sadness... there was yearning in their works...
but, now.... it seems
that all emotions... good or bad, must be displayed... the darker side;
the negativity of love... when lost, betrayed...
or just, denied.
So, is this some analysis... some facet of psychology
the author feels a need to show?
for it is not quite poetry,
or writing in the manner of the True Romantic... can't they see
the True Romantic's dream just cannot mix with grim reality?
As different as chalk and cheese; a world apart... a different thing
from the tapestry of dreaming that the True Romantic spins.
It is certain, that this rhyme will ruffle feathers far and wide...
but, the words therein contain the truth... it cannot be denied.
When seeking out the True Romantic's world, so many paths unfold
a promise of this Golden Land; yet seven in ten are dead and cold;
leading nowhere, but, to broken hearts... and sweet dreams, cruelly blighted...
the True Romantics work must leave imaginations
quite delighted.
Perhaps the authors of today, beset by cultural platitudes;
the realists... the avant garde... the modernistic attitudes,
have somehow, lost their bright-eyed innocence...
the touchstone of Romance;
if, this is so; then sad to say... they really do not stand a chance
of ever really dreaming Golden dreams... as True Romantics do...
Will the tiny flame still flicker in the dark?
l do hope so.
poem by Dream Weaver
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Lesson In Love
I'm not proud, I was wrong
and the truth is hard to take
I felt sure we had enough
but our love went overboard
lifeboat lies lost at sea
I've been trying to reach your shore
waves of doubt keep drowning me
All the dreams that we were building
we never fulfilled them
could be better, should be better
for lessons in love
For restless eyes egos burn
and the mold is hard to break
now we've waded in too deep
and love is overboard
heavy hearts token words
all the hopes I ever had
fade like footprints in the sand
All the homes that we were building
we never lived in
could be better, should be better
lessons in love
if we lose the time before us
the future will ignore us
we should use it, we could use it, yeah
Lessons in love
Lost without love...
Lessons in love
When will you ever learn
Lessons in love
When there's nowhere left to turn
Lessons in love
Don't let your spirit burn
Lessons in love
I'll wait 'till you return
All the dreams that we were building
we never fulfilled them
could be better, should be better
for lessons in love
All the homes that we were building
we never lived in
could be better, should be better
lessons in love
if we lose the time before us
the future will ignore us
we should use it, we could use it, yeah
lessons in love
song performed by by Level 42
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A Dream Of Romantic Love!
Romantic love inspires potential interest to live in the world;
Enjoyment of love churns out joy and pleasure in long life
And the dream of romantic love never ceases desire to demise
Despite the burden to work hard to stabilise life in the world!
Spell of romance makes one forget the sense of anything -
Sense of taste, sight, smell, hearing and touch common for all!
Nothing is known happening around except the object of love
And even day and night are forgotten during such pursuits deep!
All seem surmountable as in the adventures of Don Quixote;
What a dream world of romantic love romance immerses in!
Summer or Winter, or Autumn or Spring everything is one
To the eyes, mind and spirit when the heart is full of love ever!
A dream of romantic love makes everything easy as in paradise
Or in heaven where only enjoyment of variety is thought forever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The Experiment
Look how these colors come together
Come with me now
Let's fly forever
And practice never falling
You've gotten carried away with this
The shaman's dance
The romantic bliss
These things must never end
It's good that he dances in circles
And spins
So we can see the begining again
And feel this in our souls
Dance the dance with furious precision
And soon we'll find
The right religion
Or perhaps a new one
Answers are so hard to find
They lie in wait
For an abstract mind
Welcome to our experiment
poem by Jeremy Michael Gregory
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Up until 35 I had a slightly skewed world view. I honestly believed everybody in the world wanted to make abstract paintings, and people only became lawyers and doctors and brokers and things because they couldn't make abstract paintings.
quote by Frank Stella
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Optimistic
Jaan, please no more pessimistic
Jaan, please one more optimistic.
Sweetheart, please no more sadistic
Sweetheart, please one more fantastic.
Babe, please one more sympathetic
Babe, please one more futuristic.
Honey, please no more pathetic
Honey, please one more romantic.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Futuristic Swimming
Futuristic swimming,
like fish evolved in air,
like birds that haunt the vacuum
where angels cry, 'Beware! '
There's never been a shortage
of sharks here in the water;
they like the luminous distraction
of the silence after slaughter.
Futuristic swimming,
like fish evolved in air,
like birds that haunt the vacuum
where angels cry, 'Beware! '
Some day words will lose their meaning,
when thoughts flow mind to mind,
and these sad misunderstandings
will all be left behind.
Futuristic swimming,
like fish evolved in air,
like birds that haunt the shadows
where angels cry, 'Beware! '
poem by Nancy Ames
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The Lessons of Love
The wonderous world of art,
The wonderous world of love,
The womderous world of peace,
This is the pen of a humble writer;
The wonderous world of poetry,
The wonderous world of passion,
The wonderous world of romance,
This is the mind of a humble poet;
Of the long pedigree of toil with hopes and dreams,
I now see the light of my village.
Of that unknown tongue and mind,
Let me now repay the lessons of love;
Of the shades of the night falling like,
An artist painting wih his pen;
The nobility of my labour will surely move me on.
On the poet's sculptured face,
The long pedigree of toil;
I now see the lights of my village so,
Let me repay the lessons of love so far learnt.
Of one whose distant footsteps the echo replays,
This day is keen and very strong to me;
Like a look of joy and the thrill of pride.
Once in an ancient city,
Over the laws of the land of peace;
Like an old man's speech to us all when,
We all have the lessons of love to share.
The soft sea air,
Just beyond the billow's reach;
Of a love command that leaves me with many questions.
Build me straight wherever i am,
With your goldfingers like a teacher;
Life always with the lessons of love.
Like a ghost,
I am strong as a youth;
The strain and the stress of life teaches me.
Build me straight wherever ia m like,
A thought in everybody's mind;
For, pleasant is the voice that calls me to dinner.
Like a ghost standing beside her lover's side,
I am still learning the lessons of love;
In it's pleasure and in it's griefs,
Like a bridegroom upon the bosom of the sea.
Love lessons,
Many will still fall behind;
Love lessons,
Of a lovely laughter like water;
Pleasant is the voce that cals me to dinner.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We face the future fortified with the lessons we have learned from the past. It is today that we must create the world of the future.
quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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Just You
Hello friends...well i would love to give these romantic lines, that i composed recently to all who honor romance..
She is just you_______The light that gets me through
To all its a name_______ But to me its not the same
Just you upon all roses______The chosen one from the races
Looking at you is my pleasure____ Getting your heart is my sweetest treasure
Baby you have the only smile______ That can be noticed from a mile
Everytime you wink i fly______ Thinking that i am touching the sky
So imagine if i touch your hand______ For sure i'll be in a diffrent land
No wonder why you're seductive______ You were born to be attractive
Not only being sensitive______ your voice sounds so romantic
To write more I may need a sea______ Is there a place in your heart for me to be
I hope that you all like it.....Feel free to tell me your opinion.
written by The Romantic Poet Kemo
poem by My pen Can change the world Kemo Ali
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Long Live Love
Romantic lighting
Romantic kissing
Romantic loveing
Romantic living
poem by Bethany Williams
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To Eat For Three
Seventy palm trees,
Twelve wells of water;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
Oh bread of heaven,
Come up to me on the mountain!
Oh pots of meat,
Come and put me in shape;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
From Ur to Rome,
From Rameses to Succoth,
From Accra to New York,
From Lagos to Bahamas,
I am a stranger in a foreign land.
Fire, wine, husband and wife;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
To eat for three matters to me,
To learn for three matters to you,
I am in a new world learning how to speak!
With my eyes darker than wine,
With my teeth whiter than milk,
Like a strong donkey lying down by two saddles.
This is the joy that i bring to you,
This is the muse of a journey to eat for three;
Life is like a romantic night by the fire place.
Pots of meat,
Bread of heaven,
Of my teeth whiter than snow;
I am a stranger in a foreign land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Auer
The rights of the needy,
And like the shepherds with their flocks last night;
But try to know yourself and be yourself always!
For i am Auer with the writer's ink,
And i am based in the land of your sweet muse.
Soft and sweet,
Hard and romantic!
But i still feel like helping all in this world with my sweet muse;
And like your peace behind the walls to hear the views of others as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Mood Romantic in Nature!
Dreams and imaginations foster romantic mood
Influenced and inspired by beauty of Nature.
Emotion and sentiments occupy romantic life;
Adventure and exploration mark romantic venture;
Rapture and rupture are part of romantic life.
Romance is the essence of love life in the world;
Interest and thrill of romance will never die here;
Otherwise life is monotonous and boring dead weight!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Bruce Lee
Land of the ‘free' he was born unintentionally,
Away from his native home, returning at the age of three.
Back to a place uncompromising and tough,
Growing into a leader, in a twilight zone.
Thoughts of what would happen if no one behind?
For survival, others and luck were not enough,
When totally on own.
Will victory be signed?
Enrolling in an ancient art to better his way on the street,
Brushing with the law, they were dangerous days.
At times, his face is the only one his teacher would meet!
Totally in to all it's ways.
Frustration to get away,
To contemplate training and self scorn.
Floating in a boat, he lay,
Anger punched the water, which he sailed upon.
‘Water', the essence of what should be,
Realisation starts to dawn.
Absorb and penetrate, it's the reality,
Suddenly a bird flies by and casts its shadow, another meaning is born.
The mind has to be the reflection, moving but still,
‘Detached' from the disturbance.
From the physical skill,
To create harmony and balance.
Sent away for his own good,
By concerned parents.
To make a life if he could,
To his birth land, hope he represents.
Five years practice behind,
New land, new knowledge to find…..
poem by Guy Lipmore
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Mama's Boy
could't keep a secret
got a concrete skull
couldn't shut up you're an imbecile
you're an ugly dog there's
nothing to gain
you couldn't shut up got a
bad bad brain
couldn't hold your tongue you were just too young
like a two year old you told you told
you are all the same jelly bean brain
every one's a secret nerd
every one's a closet lame
ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mama's boy
don't want to work in a hot dog stand
be a busboy messenger or a doorman
it's an abstract world you're an
abstract man
abstract city don't give a damn
song performed by by Ramones from Too Tough To Die
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