Empathy is reached
as soul twin soul perceives
with no need for speed
haiku by Jonathan Robin (25 October 1992)
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Twin of my soul
The speaker of my soul
My pen
Is not slave of me
He walks with me
Without the chains of me
In the darks zones of me
Like the sun for me
He will be
My pen
The speaker of my soul
I placed my soul
In my pen
so
no price tag for my pen
The twin of my soul
so
Let him to lead me
my soul
To
the heaven of my hope
poem by Sallam Yassin
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Twin Faces
I gazed into her lovely eyes
and saw miniature faces
of myself looking back at me.
Do these blue orbs see what I see?
Is what I see what she perceives
through these tinted panes to her soul?
Can she see Mr. Hyde lurking
behind the comely mask I wear?
A smile on her innocent face
appeared, then she gently kissed me
caressing my cheeks with both hands.
I knew then it did not matter
what I saw in those twin faces
hidden now behind her closed eyes.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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I Learned My Literature As Myself
I learned my Literature as myself-
Kafka was my soul
In the days of my early anxiety-
Joyce was my soul
Also in literary striving -
Wordsworth my soul in calm and love of nature-
Salinger my soul
Bellow my soul
Singer my soul
Soul after soul
But when I came to write
Near the end
After all the meaning
I and all the other souls together conspired
A voice perhaps my own?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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My Evil Twin
My evil twin, bad weather friend
He always wants to start when I want to begin*
It scares me so, like I scare myself
With that book of nostradamus up upon my shelf
Playing hangman til the morning light
Doing donuts on the neighbors lawn
Then sleep all through the day, get up and start again
I can hear some sirens somewhere but I dont know why
My evil twin runs home again
Search lights look for an alibi, but Ill be home by then
Here he comes again, my evil twin
My friends have seen him hiding underneath my skin
Who cut the arm off the voodoo doll
That resembles a republican president from long ago
Id hate to see you leave
cause I have grown so grateful for the
Blame you save me from
My twin
My twin
My twin
(my twin) I know he looks like me
(my twin) hates work like me and walks like me
(my twin) hes even got a twin like me
My evil twin, bad weather friend
I know some day Ill meet him
But I dont know where or when
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Purple—is fashionable twice
980
Purple—is fashionable twice—
This season of the year,
And when a soul perceives itself
To be an Emperor.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Soul Perception
soul perceives
understands
attains life goals
poem by Terence George Craddock
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After The Speed Of Soul
After the speed of soul
Not a body
But a spirit perspires
And I pass over the highest roof
Shadow-like
As if a soul passes into another soul
And when you look at me
You put me on a higher tower
To hold the sound inside...
And when you pass this stage
Only silence remains.....
O Lord! What a tragedy...
COPY WRITE©2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Youth Of 1,000 Summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul. in my soul, in my soul
In my soul. in my soul. in my soul
And he looks so radiant
And he shines like the sun
And he looks so radiant
And he lights up the world
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
Yeah, love it, yeah, love it
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
He's the king of the mountain
And the clear crystal fountain
He's the saint of the river
He's the ancient of days
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
And he makes you go skipping
And he makes you go dancing
And he gets you in rhythm
And he moves you in song
He's the youth of a thousand summers
He's the youth of a thousand summers
Like a sweet bird of youth
Like a sweet bird of youth
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
In my soul, in my soul, in my soul
Oh, in my soul, in my soul, in my soul
And a sweet bird of youth
In my soul (repeat)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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A Soul
A soul has passed
Not the first,
nor the last
Never the less
A soul has passed
A soul is gone
and will be missed
Forever long
All the same
A soul is gone
A soul is through
who was loved dearly
by me, by you
Still and still
A soul is through
A soul has left
completed it's task
we try to accept
By and by
A soul has left
A soul will return
with too many things
for one life to learn
Here or there
A soul will return
(Written by: Rain Y Daze
January 2005)
poem by Rain Y Daze
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Desire
Life is the expression of the desire of the soul to manifest and
to share what it uniquely perceives and feels. Columbus's essence is deep in discovery.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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My Poems Are My Soul And Self
MY POEMS ARE MY SOUL AND MY SELF
My poems are my soul and my self
Why should they interest anyone else?
We are parallel universes
We know each other
Also by knowing ourselves-
One can read and learn from another
Even in feeling-
We need sympathy
Empathy is our essence also -
My poem is your poem - sometimes
And your poem is mine - sometimes
And we sometimes learn from and like and are helped by each other-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Fill A Bumper of Water
Fill a bumper of water that's pure from the spring,
Bright sparkling and clear as the glass,
And with rapture the joyous emotions we'll sing,
Which enliven our hours as they pass
We'll spurn the rude mirth of the wine-bibber's bowl,
While our Abstinence pleasures exceed it,
And we give you the Pledge with our heart and our soul,
Here's success to the cause and God speed it,
God speed it-God speed it,
Here's success to the Pledge, and God speed it.
Surrounded by virtue, by beauty, and youth,
Dear woman we drink to thy charms;
If we pledge thee in water, we pledge thee in truth
And we take thee with joy to our arms.
Go look at our homes and observe the glad smile,
What welcome on earth can exceed it,
Where affection thus greets us our cares to beguile,
Then success to the Pledge, and God speed it,
God speed it-God speed it,
Success to the Pledge and God speed it.
Tho' we boast not of wealth yet we gladly impart
To a brother a share of our store,
And we hail him with feelings of joy from the heart,
When the slave of Intemperance no more;
Our motto is sympathy, friendship and love,
And aid to a friend should he need it,
Our Charter's recorded by Angels above,
Then success to the Pledge and God speed it,
God speed it-God speed it,
Success to the Pledge and God speed it.
poem by John Pierpont
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Pantun - Twin Towers Kuala Lumpur
KL Twin Towers mencakar langit minda
rakyat dan negara bersepadu
tegak, cerah, lurus, berwibawa
mencapai matlamat dengan laju
Twin Towers touches the sky of our mind
the people and country together
strong, bright, straight and credible
working towards a vision with speed
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Her Eyes Twin Pools
Her eyes, twin pools of mystic light,
The blend of star-sheen and black night;
O'er which, to sound their glamouring haze,
A man might bend, and vainly gaze.
Her eyes, twin pools so dark and deep,
In which life's ancient mysteries sleep;
Wherein, to seek the quested goal,
A man might plunge, and lose his soul.
poem by James Weldon Johnson
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Restless soul
Am I a restless soul.
A soul to be lost.
A soul not quite whole.
Im to be a restless soul
Of one that is on a search.
To find myself again.
Restles am I
A soul possed.
A soul taken.
A soul not my own.
Im to be a restless soul
Untill I find myself
Once more
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Rock 'N Roll Soul (Live)
Rock & Roll Soul
Grand Funk Railroad
We're having a party, yeah, yeah, everybody's invited,
The new generation along with the old.
If you could get with it just a little more, it don't take much tryin',
You'll find out if you've got some rock & roll soul, baby.
Ain't everybody in the world. So when you know what you got, let everybody know,
You got some rock & roll soul.
So when you know what you got, let everybody know,
You got some rock & roll soul.
I know it when I'm feelin' groovy,
It's kind of funky like an old-time movie.
I can feel it and it's really something,
It's really something when my heart starts pumpin', yeah.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
Tell everybody you know, you got some rock 'n roll soul.
From: domingos pereira costa
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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For literature sake.
When the body ages, does the soul do?
When the body gets wounds, does the soul suffer?
Are body and soul like sac and air?
Not so obviously.
Are body and soul like flesh and heat?
Might be.
Does not soul die when body dies, then?
Heart is not the seat of emotion, but brain.
Soul is not distinct to be treated so.
Yet soul is distinct for literature sake.
18.02.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Saturday Limerick
There once was a man with no soul
in his life he saw only one goal.
He would stomp, screw and pound
others into the ground
but he dug himself into a hole.
When he found that he could not succeed
and that people like him could be freed
from their nasty affliction
and in-NATE dereliction
he decided to chuck all his greed.
But the devil was very much present
and he knew how to make things unpleasant
when he reached for the soul
there was only a hole,
'cause the man with no soul was a peasant.
Well the peasant's name really was Neville
he was soulless but quite on the level
when he turned to his God
he received the big nod
and he grinned at the silly old devil.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Hunting Soul
Each thought I imagine
My essence dissipate
The hunting soul stalks
Its action I reciprocate
Internally I die
Into life's abyss
A prey to my soul
A soul that does not exist
My soul, a mirror
A mirror of fantasy
I stare with fear
At no reality
No soul has soul
Accept for chemistry
Imagine I dream
A specious casuistry
My soul hunts me
A prey to my own creation
To thou I pray
For thy soul's haven
Hope I believe
Faith hoping with me
That beauty I love
Is beauty I absolutely see
In God, its spirit
the soul is divined
With no chemistry
But soul art I finally entwined
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Between This Body And This Soul
my body thirsts for water
my soul thirsts for another
my soul immersed my soul entwined
my body grows my soul static as a thought
i shift from one channel to another
body to soul, soul to body,
the body's nature to sin
the soul's quest to heaven
God is in between.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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