Evelyne
Embodiment of southern charm and fire,
Vision-promise singing sunny skies;
Enchantment bubbling through bright flashing eyes
Like passion flowers pregnant with desire.
You stole my soul, then sent it back to me
New forged, not wholly mine, for part of thee
Endures whose siren strings c[h]ords strike heart's lyre.
Ecstasy suspends time's aweful ire,
Virtue all adversity defies,
Eternity, once taken by surprise,
Leaves jealousy no choice but to retire.
Youth sends this message to humanity:
Newborn, coeval with eternity,
Entranced dreams gleam advance, chance beams desire.
(9 May 1990)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Until The End Of Time
When I was young and the world belonged to me
I thought that love meant pain and jealousy
It was a cross on my shoulder
Oh lord, now I feel so much older, oooh, oooh
Time had a way of making me see
My lonely life has taken its toll on me
Now I feel the emptiness
And I dont want to live like this
Now Ive heard stories, Ive heard songs
Telling me believe my heart dont wait too long
But words they dont ring true
Until there was you
Never will I lose this hearts desire
Ever will I feed our loves fire
Only when I know that youll be mine
Until the end of time
How do I trust what Im beginning to feel?
How deep my soul, how much can I reveal?
Im lost in loves mystery
Caught between time and eternity
Now theres a door that opens wide
Slowly I will find my way and reach inside
But I couldnt make it through
Until there was you
Never will I lose this hearts desire
Ever will I feed our loves fire
Only when I know that youll be mine
And only when I see the light of love shine
Until the end of time
Never will I lose this hearts desire
Ever will I feed our loves fire
Only when I know that youll be mine
And only when I see the light of love shine
Never will I lose this hearts desire
Ever will I feed our loves fire
And when I see the light of love shine
In your eyes when they meet mine
Only then Ill know its you and i
Until the end of time
song performed by by Foreigner
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Singers to Come
New delights to our desire
The singers of the past can yield.
I lift mine eyes to hill and field,
And see in them your yet dumb lyre,
poets unborn and unrevealed.
Singers to come, what thoughts will start
To song? What words of yours be sent
Through man's soul, and with earth be blent?
These words of nature and the heart
Await you like an instrument.
Who knows what musical flocks of words
Upon these pine-tree tops will light,
And crown these towers in circling flight,
And cross these seas like summer birds,
And give a voice to the day and night?
Something of you already is ours;
Some mystic part of you belongs
To us whose dream of your future throngs,
Who look on hills, and trees, and flowers,
Which will mean so much in your songs.
I wonder, like the maid who found,
And knelt to lift, the lyre supreme
Of Orpheus from the Thracian stream.
She dreams on its sealed past profound;
On a deep future sealed I dream.
She bears it in her wanderings
Within her arms, and has not pressed
Her unskilled fingers but her breast
Upon those silent sacred strings;
I, too, clasp mystic strings at rest.
For I, i' the world of lands and seas,
The sky of wind and rain and fire,
And in man's world of long desire--
In all that is yet dumb in these--
Have found a mysterious lyre.
poem by Alice Meynell
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Fire Your Desire
Since the day that the lord set me on fire
i have had a desire to acquire the knowledge of my messiah,
Whatever u desire, Dont retire
Aspire to Acquire the desire u admire
If u perspire
u wont retire.
When the enemies conspire to fire your desire,
dont tire,
remember your mesiah
the one who speaks fire
He has clothed you with his attire,
and has given you his entire empire,
that if you refire you will acquire,
this is not time to expire,
With Jesus your mesiah,
the devil's fire will backfire,
Desire the holyfire,
Become a carrier of the holyghost fire,
Our God the unmpire will never retire
He will always refire, he will never expire,
he will always inquire
his power is forever,
So u have all u require my friend,
to acquire your long admired desire,
this is all u require,
stay on fire.
28/June/2007
poem by Obasuyi Uyiosa Dickson
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Degrees Of Love
When your eyes opened to mine eyes,
Without desire, without surprise,
I knew your soul awoke to see
All, dreams foretold, but could not be,
Yet loving me, not loving me.
When your eyes drooped before mine eyes,
As though some secret made them wise,
Some wisdom veiled them secretly,
I knew your heart began to be
In love with love, in love with me.
When your eyes tawned against mine eyes,
With beaten hunger, and with cries,
In bitter pride's humility,
Love, wholly mine, had come to be.
Hatred of love for loving me.
poem by Arthur Symons
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Such Is The Passion
Such is the passion the want of desire
To burn in the heart with fingers of fire
Wet lashes wrapped up, in a sweet velvet rose
To follow your heart where ever it goes
Such is the passion the heart strings to pull
That the cup runneth over, with emotions so full
To send you to heaven, the stars and above
To make senses reel in the sweet dance of love
Such is the passion in the depths of ones soul
Infuses ones mind and the dreams in the role
Of a lovers sweet kisses, to imprint its mark
Of secret assignations alone in the dark
Such is the passion the fire inside
Shines forth from the eyes, with nowhere to hide
Yet the heart and the mind, will tumble and fall
If signals mistaken, will then wither and stall.
poem by Graham Jones
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Sinful
Are you an illusion,
Could I have conjured you in my dreams?
You have caused so much confusion
Now nothing is as it seems.
I don't even really know you
Yet I feel I know you intimately
There is so much of me I want to show you
If only you agree.
I'm mesmerized by your smile
Entranced by your eyes
I lose my breath when I'm near you
When you touch me my soul cries.
If only you didn't belong to someone else
Then I would keep you all to myself
You are a sorcerer
You have me under your spell
Every moment I'm away from you
Feels like an eternity in hell
How can I have you
When you are with someone else
My desire for you is insatiable
Yet you will never know
You are a sinful indulgence
That I can never let go.
poem by Denice Robinson
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Dance of love IV (Lyric poem)
I look into your dark eyes and I see the light
And the gleam of love so indestructible,
I give you all I am and I hold you tight,
Only with you, my dreams are achievable.
We are within our imperfect universe,
'Cause so deep within we can have everything.
We are as one with time, running in reverse.
You are my desire and you taste my heart string.
You penetrate me and you change me forever.
You can take everything and give everything.
It's a madness, when my feelings you devour.
We eat each other, we feel like exploding.
It is a connection between soul and body.
We dance the feelings, the tears and the passion.
In the rhythm of stars, we need love to embody,
Dance intricately intertwines our vision.
We throw our bodies language in romance,
Love is like a star, losing its mass and ray.
You push the limit to ecstasy and trance,
We dance our dreams for being the same clay.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Hebe
YOUTH! thou art a lovely time,
With thy wild and dreaming eyes;
Looking onwards to their prime,
Coloured by their April skies,
Yet I do not wish for thee,
Pass, oh! quickly pass from me.
Thou hast all too much unrest,
Haunted by vain hopes and fears;
Though thy cheeks with smiles be drest,
Yet that cheek is wet with tears.
Bitter are the frequent showers,
Falling in thy sunny hours.
Let my heart grow calm and cold,
Calm to sorrow, cold to love;
Let affections loose their hold,
Let my spirit look above.
I am weary—youth pass on.
All thy dearest gifts are gone.
She in whose sweet form the Greek
Bade his loveliest vision dwell;
She of yon bright cup and cheek,
From her native heaven fell:
Type of what may never last,
Soon the heaven of youth is past.
Oh! farewell—for never more
Can thy dreams again be mine;
Hope and truth and faith are o'er,
And the heart which was their shrine
Has no boon of thee to seek,
Asking but to rest or break.
poem by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
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Eternity For All
Soon for all eternity will start, when from this life we depart,
From this world, as we know it, to a time that is eternally lit,
One with light from the Lord, who we never saw but adored,
And one in darkness lit by fire, for God, they had no desire.
We cannot really fathom friend, what shall be, after the end.
That is after the end of this life, with or without Jesus Christ,
We know what the Bible states, for all ahead, eternity awaits,
A place in eternity all will receive, whether or not you believe.
What we know all should heed, what in scripture we do read,
As God declared by His Son, the future ahead for everyone,
Words from The Creator, of a time coming, sooner not later,
For all on this earthly sphere, time in eternity is drawing near.
A time all the prophets decried, a time that cannot be denied,
A dark time that is to come, that believers will be saved from,
This won't be for many though, fact that others need to know,
As tribulation proceeds eternity, judgment, all nations will see.
But the Tribulation isn't the end, for every soul on earth friend,
That will just end God's Wrath, putting men on an eternal path,
A time you can't fully conceive, whether or not you do believe.
However, Christ said it shall be, so all men shall enter Eternity.
The question being life or death, as men take their last breath,
Although we cannot comprehend, an eternity we all will spend,
Will your eternity be with Christ, as you enter into Eternal Life?
Or will you deny the Lord, to be in darkness eternally ignored?
(Copyright ©07/2012)
Sleeping In The Middle Of The Bed Again
Call it a love song,
Howl like a newborn.
Trying hard to stay warm.
..............
Edition to apocalypse,
Looking for the big hit,
..............
..............
Time after time,
I blow me away...
Sign on the streets now,
Running on the .... now.
Winters here I believe its here to stay.
I read somewhere that religion is for people
Who want to stay out of hell.
I was praying for a sign or a vision or a message
Til you been there you wont get well.
I was sitting in a room, I never recognized it
For the picture before my eyes.
I was sleeping in the middle of the bed again,
Im not sure this qualifies.
Lost in a crosswalk,
Battle on the half ....
Calling cause I cant talk,
Trying til the fire caught up with me.
Flashing like a neon,
Noisy as an a-bomb.
Looking to the beyond,
Staring and laughing at eternity.
Time after time,
I blow me away,
Time on the street now.
Run like I pray now.
Winters here I believe its here to stay.
I read somewhere that religion is for people
Who want to stay out of hell.
I was praying for a sign or a vision or a message
Til you been there you wont get well.
I was sitting in a room,
I never recognized it for the picture before my eyes.
I was sleeping in the middle of the bed again,
Im not sure this qualifies.
I read somewhere that religion is for people,
Who swear they need to be saved.
Im sleeping in the middle of the bed again,
You can trust me I will be brave.
song performed by by Chicago
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Let My Tears Dried Up In Your Cheek
let my heart empowered your dream
and be my Aladin
let my soul will take you fly to the place
where only our love bloom
let my brightness illuminate your
path in your journey to reach
your wishing star
let our hearts taste the spring of
water lilies that floats in the
hyacinth of love
let me touch and guide you in the
wilderness of ecstasy, where i'll
set you free.
let my strength be the passion of
Adonis in your beauty, for where
i may be you'll be mine forever
let me put you in my arm that you'll
have power to face all adversity,
for my might be your shield, for iam
yours tell the end of time
let my tears dried up in your cheek
for it is the answer to my love, a love
that leads you to eternity
poem by Antonio Liao
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Loss And Gain
Virtue runs before the muse
And defies her skill,
She is rapt, and doth refuse
To wait a painter's will.
Star-adoring, occupied,
Virtue cannot bend her,
Just to please a poet's pride,
To parade her splendor.
The bard must be with good intent
No more his, but hers,
Throw away his pen and paint,
Kneel with worshippers.
Then, perchance, a sunny ray
From the heaven of fire,
His lost tools may over-pay,
And better his desire.
poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Woman's Skepticism
love, desire, passion, fire, is all the qualities that you seek
for this is what will make you complete.
the man will normally have the passion and desire
while the woman has the love and the fire.
his desires could light a stack of timber
and leave your body totally limber.
it will grow so strong, that it turns into passion
and not caring about which feelings is in fashion.
he has to quench this irresistible urge
burning every part of his being
and this is all that he is seeing.
the fire spreads throughout his brain
leaving him totally insane.
he finally realizes that this ' must be love'.
and these feelings were all brought on by you
and to his heart, he must be true.
when you finally find a man who has all these qualities
you have become so skeptical
that these qualities you do not see.
open your eyes for i am here.
let me take away that fear.
my love has become embedded so deep in my soul
that my heart it did take hold.
poem by Louis Rams
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Inside your Soul
Inside your Soul
Passion is always in fashion
Desire is a fire
Inside your soul
Need is something we feed
With hope in our heart, we just know
Want isn’t
Meant to taunt or flaunt
Uncontrollable desire is the fire
Inside your soul
Remember Passion is
Forever in fashion
And fire burns
poem by E.Marie AldrichCreasy
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As the memory last......Forever joy.....
lift no stone unturned and live the beginning forever,
until it form in the eternity you will be reborn my dear
soul
nay! come to me the lips that never say and the feet
that always be, for in every step you found leaves no
footprint of oozing speed; like a thunderbird looking back
where eyes find its prey
be the voice in the wilderness, the chime of the
mocking bird, the perfume of the Daffodils, the beautiful
flower that grows in the oasis of timeless serenity of
time
forever immune by the smile of your style and capture the
sweeten joy of happiness; the marching of beats has laugh
the fun of the yearned cheer, be on the lamb light of
harmony with the one you give and share, the best in you,
the “you “ within me my dear heart
as lots to flame the heart, scars the perfume of smell,
passion every feeling the beginning still the herbarium of
scented light in the spark of each joy, united in between
the memory of you and me
forever i’ll go; my darling, reminded of you, in every path
and of every way, your special, whom my heart desire with
me in the eternity i wait, as i say goodbye, dear heart......
poem by Antonio Liao
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I am a great passion!
I am a great passion!
I want to reap your soul to mine
Know that I am a great passion that will consume your mind
Your senses aflame with the fires I light
You will desire me so, do you see any point in flight
Throbbing, breathless till I relieve your sweet agony
I decide, to hold or grant the ecstasy
All this and more, your dreams will come true
Only if your soul longs for me too!
poem by Anita Atina
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To a Dancer
Intoxicatingly
Her eyes across the footlights gleam,
(The wine of love, the wine of dream)
Her eyes, that gleam for me!
The eyes of all that see
Draw to her glances, stealing fire
From her desire that leaps to my desire;
Her eyes that gleam for me!
Subtly, deliciously,
A quickening fire within me, beat
The rhythms of her poising feet;
Her feet that poise to me!
Her body's melody,
In silent waves of wandering sound,
Thrills to the sense of all around,
Yet thrills alone for me!
And oh, intoxicatingly,
When, at the magic moment's close,
She dies into the rapture of repose,
Her eyes that gleam for me!
poem by Arthur Symons
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Who Art Thou?
Who art thou playing the eternal lyre,
Harmonize the discordant world;
Extinguish the burning fire?
Who art thou play the eternal lyre?
You create on one hand,
Destruct on the other!
Who art thou singing the song of Eternity,
Thou turn tempest into music,
And flow peace in the heart of Humanity?
Who art thou flash through
The thundercloud, and shower through rain,
Wipe out our mental pain,
Just to put us in belief,
That thou art here?
Who art thou play the eternal lyre?
(There are some eternal questions- who has kept this world in unity? Is He God? Does He expose Him through the objects of nature?)
poem by Nilakshi Das
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My Heart Is Forged From Fire
My Heart is forged from fire
Trapping those inside
Hurting the ones around me
Killing those who survive
My Heart is forged from fire
Burning my only Soul
Taking the lives of others
Yearning for something to hold
My Heart is forged from fire
Filled with Heartless Despair
Thinking of nothing other
Than the courage I cannot bear
My Heart is forged from fire
Death defiling my Soul
Lies throughout my head
Broken, Battered, and Dead
My Heart is forged fromfire
Slowly Burning away
And Day by Day
I feel it fade
Until it will be lost one day
poem by Nicole Chury
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Lady That Hast my Heart
LADY that hast my heart within thy hand,
Thou heed'st me not; and if thou turn thine ear
Unto the wise, thou shalt not understand--
Behold the fault is thine, our words were clear.
For all the tumult in my drunken brain
Praise God! who trieth not His slave in vain;
Nor this world nor the next shall make me fear!
My weary heart eternal silence keeps--
I know not who has slipped into my heart;
Though I am silent, one within me weeps.
My soul shall rend the painted veil apart.
Where art thou, Minstrel! touch thy saddest strings
Till clothed in music such as sorrow sings,
My mournful story from thy zither sweeps.
Lo, not at any time I lent mine ear
To hearken to the glories of the earth;
Only thy beauty to mine eyes was dear.
Sleep has forsaken me, and from the birth
Of night till day I weave bright dreams of thee;
Drunk with a hundred nights of revelry,
Where is the tavern that sets forth such cheer!
My heart, sad hermit, stains the cloister floor
With drops of blood, the sweat of anguish dire;
Ah, wash me clean, and o'er my body pour
Love's generous wine! the worshippers of fire
Have bowed them down and magnified my name,
For in my heart there burns a living flame,
Transpiercing Death's impenetrable door.
What instrument through last night's silence rang?
My life into his lay the minstrel wove,
And filled my brain with the sweet song he sang.
It was the proclamation of thy love
That shook the strings of Life's most secret lyre,
And still my breast heaves with last night's desire,
For countless echoes from that music sprang.
And ever, since the time that Hafiz heard
His Lady's voice, as from a rocky hill
Reverberates the softly spoken word,
So echoes of desire his bosom fill.
poem by Shams al-Din Hafiz
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