In This World
In this world and of this world,
we wonder whence we came and where to
morrow we will soon be whirled
through three score years and ten. Prepare! Two
moments matter, first cry hurled,
and last sigh [m]uttered, spluttered. There, too,
who remembers foetus curled
or corpse encoffined, both as bare to
any here. What flag unfurled
may wake the winds or ever dare to
show true way the world is twirled,
the how, the why, yet still speak fair... Who? ...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Colour My World
It's so cold
Nipping at my fingers.
I bleed icicles
People fall from bicycles
In disbelief.
The wind howls
A dog growls
In the backyard
Of loneliness
- The thief.
Only your sweet caress
Can colour my world.
Monosyllabic
Words are hurled
By lazy minds
Who pull the blinds
On grey.
I need to feel
The fire that burns.
Need to feed
A heart that yearns
Life's cabaret.
People so sychophantic.
Just call me
Radical romantic.
Who would only die
For love.
To gladly look above
And see God's flag unfurled.
Only you
And your eyes
Dare to hypnotise,
Crystalize
Ashen skies
Twirled blue.
And please
Colour my world
With passion.
In this zoo.
poem by Kevin East
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Evanescent Sonnet
Our
world,
whirled
bower.
Flower
hurled,
twirled
hour,
sends
men
strife,
ends
then
life.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Wistful Grief
Wishful thinking will not win free world.
Imperative: independent structures here
Should be supported by a vision clear,
Held high with mission statement's flag unfurled.
Forwards friends! Dark future safe seems. Whirled,
Unsure we stumble, freedoms held most dear -
Links open - fragile sink, may disappear.
The rogue Rove Eye spies all, lies. Hope lies curled,
Hides outside oversight. Self-writ frontier,
In two decades of world wide web advance,
Netiquette ignores as censors' terror dance
Knits viral trojan traffic tracing fear.
INternet technologies combine,
Guarantees essential undermine.
Great firewall of China pings I.P.
Rolls back shadow space anonymity,
Info_checkmating hopes for liberty,
Extending control's role, steamrolling the
Free ideals of true humanity.
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Wishful thinking will not win the world
Intense the efforts which are needed here,
Shouldered squarely, with a vision clear
Held high with mission statement's flag unfurled.
Forwards towards tomorrow we are whirled
Uncertain, while those freedoms held most dear -
Life's joy - are fragile, may well disappear.
Thin king who leans on others, who lies curled
Half hid within his self writ limits drear.
In one decade of world wide web advance
Netiquette lapses, censorship snaps chance
Kneeding path to progress free from fear.
INternet technologies combine;
Guarantees essential undermine.
(3 August 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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This Lost World In Darkness
I HATE THIS WORLD, I WANT A WORLD OF MY WISH
I WANT A WORLD OF MY SOUL LIKE,
I WANT A WORLD WITH NO BLOOD SHED,
I WANT A WORLD WITHOUT THE TERROR,
I WANT A WORLD WITHOUT THE FALSE PRAISE N LOVE,
I WANT A WORLD OF TRUE HOPE N LOVE,
I WANT A WORLD OF ANGELS TO SHOWER HAPPINESS,
I WANT A WORLD OF HAPPINESS,
I WANT A WORLD OF TRUE FRNDSHIP,
I WANT A WORLD WITHOUT THE FAKES,
I WANT A WORLD WHICH IS OF MY WAY,
I WANT TO CHANGE THIS WORLD,
I WANT A WORLD OF MIRACLE,
I WANT A WORLD OF MERCY,
I WANT A WORLD TO SHOW TRUE COLOURS OF LIFE,
I WANT A WORLD WITH A EALTHY COMPETITION,
I WANT A WORLD WITH NO COMPLICATION,
I WANT A WORLD WITH ALL THESE FANTASIES,
I WANT A WORLD OF IMPECCABILITY,
I WANT THIS WAY,
I HOPE THIS WAY IS MY WORLD
poem by Sindhuja Setti
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One World
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
It's a subject we rarely mention
But when we do we have this little invention
By pretending they're a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
The Third World breathes our air tomorrow
We live on the time we borrow
In our world there's no time for sorrow
In their world there is no tomorrow
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
Lines are drawn upon the world
Before we get our flags unfurled
Whichever one we pick
It's just a self deluding trick
One world is enough
For all of us
One world is enough
For all of us
I don't want to bring a sour note
Remember this before you vote
We can all sink or we all float
'Cos we're all in the same big boat
One world is enough
For all of us
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
One world...
song performed by by Police
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There May Be Chaos Still Around the World
There may be chaos still around the world,
This little world that in my thinking lies;
For mine own bosom is the paradise
Where all my life's fair visions are unfurled.
Within my nature's shell I slumber curled,
Unmindful of the changing outer skies,
Where now, perchance, some new-born Eros flies,
Or some old Cronos from his throne is hurled.
I heed them not; or if the subtle night
Haunt me with deities I never saw,
I soon mine eyelid's drowsy curtain draw
To hide their myriad faces from my sight.
They threat in vain; the whirlwind cannot awe
A happy snow-flake dancing in the flaw.
poem by George Santayana
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Maelstrom
Can I live
in a perfect world?
Not to be whirled
around,
curled around
this madness
around,
and the sound
that is abound
in this world
around me.
I need escape
not rape
to see
what could be
my perfect world.
poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
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On Guido's Aurora
GLORIOUS, in saffron robes and veil unfurled,
Borne on the wind of her ecstatic flight,
Aurora floats before the Lord of Light,
And showers her roses on a jubilant world.
Lo, where he beams, ambrosial, yellow curled,
The God of Day, with unapparent might,
Checking his fiery steeds, that plunge and bite
As if from heaven his Chariot should be hurled.
And on the Clouds a many-tinted band
Of Hours dance round their Leader, grave or gay
As glowing near or in his wake they sway;
While poised above the sun-awakened land
The Morning Star, fair herald of the day,
Hovers, a Cupid, back-blown torch in hand.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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One World
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
Its a subject we rarely mention
But when we do we have this little invention
By pretending theyre a different world from me
I show my responsibility
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
The third world breathes our air tomorrow
We live on the time we borrow
In our world theres no time for sorrow
In their world there is no tomorrow
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
Lines are drawn upon the world
Before we get our flags unfurled
Whichever one we pick
Its just a self deluding trick
One world is enough, for all of us
One world is enough, for all of us
I dont want to bring a sour note
Remember this before you vote
We can all sink or we all float
cause were all in the same big boat
One world is enough for all of us
One world is enough for all of us
One world is enough for all of us
One world is enough for all of us
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
It may seem a million miles away
But it gets a little closer everyday
song performed by by Sting
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Light Of The World
Lead vocal - graham dye
I am just a stranger, in a promised land
I am only learning a game with the rules I dont understand
Going round in circles, Ive been round before
I can walk no more
I can walk no more
I am just a drifter, in an open sea
But no matter how much I try, the tide will not turn for me
Going round in circles, till I reach the shore
I am blown by so many winds
I can take no more
I can take no more
Light of the world, I stand alone
Cause I could not see the light of the world
Show me the fire, in a true believers eye
I am just a dreamer, when I close my eyes
I can fly so close to the sun, that I can not see it rise
Going round in circles, in a silent sky
I am lost for so many worlds
I can not say why
I can not say why
Light of the world, I stand alone
Cause I could not see the light of the world
Show me the fire, in a true believers eye
Just a traveller, on an endless flight
But no matter which way I turn, I journey into the night
Going round in circles, till the mountains fall
To believe in so many truths
Makes no sense at all
Makes no sense at all
Light of the world, I stand alone
Cause I could not see the light of the world
I was afraid, cause I could not see the light of the world
Show me the fire, in a true believers eye
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Union
You that have gathered together the sons of all races,
And welded them into one,
Lifting the torch of your Freedom on hungering faces
That sailed to the setting sun;
You that have made of mankind in your own proud regions
The music of man to be,
How should the old earth sing of you, now, as your legions
Rise to set all men free?
How should the singer that knew the proud vision and loved it,
In the days when not all men knew,
Gaze through his tears, on the light, now the world has approved it;
Or dream, when the dream comes true?
How should he sing when the Spirit of Freedom in thunder
Speaks, and the wine-press is red;
And the sea-winds are loud with the chains that are broken asunder
And nations that rise from the dead?
Flag of the sky, proud flag of that wide communion,
Too mighty for thought to scan;
Flag of the many in one, and that last world-union
That kingdom of God in man;
Ours was a dream, in the night, of that last federation,
But yours is the glory unfurled--
The marshalled nations and stars that shall make one nation
One singing star of the world.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Naked In The Jungle
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep it humble, else itll come unfurled
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
Lions and the tigers, grazin in the grass
As I keep a-watching over, make sure no one can pass
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Big fish eat the little fish, and the rabbits on the run
Some folks gettin too much, other just aint gettin none
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Naked in the jungle, naked to the world
Well, you gotta keep em humble, else youll come unfurled
Lets go boy!
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha. aaaaah!
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Speak out, speak out, speak out, speak out
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na,
Ha ha ha ha
Ya na na na na, ya na na na na, ya na na na na
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Melting Pot
Take a pinch of white man
Wrap him up in black skin
Add a touch of blue blood
And a little bitty bit of red indian boy
Oh like a curly latin kinkies
Oh lordy, lordy, mixed with yellow chinkees, yeah
You know you lump it all together
And you got a recipe for a get along scene
Oh what a beautiful dream
If it could only come true, you know, you know
What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough enough enough to take
The world and all its got
And keep it stirring for
A hundred years or more
And turn out coffee coloured people by the score
Rabbis and the friars
Vishnus and the gurus
We got the beatles or the sun god
Well it really doesnt matter
What religion you choose
And be thankful little mrs. graceful
You know that livin could be tasteful
We should all get together in a lovin machine
I think Ill call up the queen
It s only fair that she knows, you know, you know
What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough enough enough to take
The world and all its got
And keep it stirring for
A hundred years or more
And turn out coffee coloured people by the score
Coffee coloured people
Coffee coloured people
Coffee coloured people by the score
song performed by by Culture Club
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What Mission Now?
What mission may the poet still retain
Here in this day and age, which sees the world
As lost as ever, while mankind is whirled
Too fast, and at a pace few can sustain.
Most mask their feelings, shield themselves from pain,
In hope that though no psalms are skywards skirled
Some light can filter through cocoons which, curled,
Shut out most aspirations, which remain
Ideals Man thinks he ought to seek. In vain
Or so it seems, the flag of hope unfurled
Now braves the insults philistine which, hurled,
Nor spare nor temper the poetic vein.
One voice, when clear, will break the glass of Time,
What matter if in free-verse or in rhyme?
Whenever rhyme is crafted on ideas
Heart tunes to rhythm, can effect enhance
Allowing invitation to a dance
That adds dimensions in way that clears
Muddy waters - often verse appears
In ways which heighten, lighten, help advance
Subtle emphasis where words through Chance
Seem to stream together. Inner ears
Intuitive may key to song that steers
Over prose bound limits, elegance
Neat meanings adding through rhyme's happenstance
No forms need hamper thought where heart heart cheers.
Open mind behind the [t]racing pen
Will channel words creating worlds again...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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My Sarcastical World
Abt my lyf, wat to tel
Its nthng more lik a living hell
Stuck in d policies of ds world,
Nowhere 2 run n nowhere i cud hav curled
Fed up 4rm dese sarcastic people,
Wish i wud hav died when i was just a nibble
Irony of ds lyf is dat we hav 2 liv,
Doesnt matter if our morals we hav 2 giv
Everytym u hav 2 wear an expression so fake,
I need 2 accept its just a world of giv n take
All u want 4rm ds world is luv,
Bt all u bcum 2 ds world is a slave
Bt nw i hav realised n it wil never b d same,
I have learnt 2 liv in ds world wich itself is a shame.
poem by Kshitiz Gupta
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The World Where I Belong
OOH THE WORLD MY SOUL HAVE LOVED TO BE
THE WORLD WHERE MY SOUL SOLD
THE WORLD MY SOUL SAW
THE WORLD WHERE MY SOUL SPEAKS SPEECHES
OF WISDOM
OF INSPIRATION TO INFLUENCE OTHER SOULS.
THIS IS THE WORLD WHERE THERE ARE NO ANY
DISCRIMINATIVE ANTAGONIST IS WHERE I BELONG.
I HAVE LOVED THIS WORLD AND SO PASSIONATE ABOUT IT
I CAN CONTINUE TO SPEAK ALL ABOUT THIS WORLD WITHOUT
COMING TO AN END, FOR I HAVE GOT A LOT TO SPEAK ABOUT THIS WORLD.
AM SPEAKING MY REASON FOR LOVING THIS WORLD, BUT NOT MAKING A RIDDLE.
ALL I THINK O F IS ABOUT THIS WORLD,
ALL I SPEAK IS ALL ABOUT THIS WORLD,
ALL I WISH TO LEAVE FOR, IS ABOUT THIS WORLD
INDEED IT HAS BEEN AND WILL FOREVER BE
A WORLD OF GREAT LEGENDS
THE WORLD I BELONG TO IS NO OTHER,
BUT THE WORLD OF POETRY.
I LOVE POETRY.
poem by Benjamin Dotse
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Farewell
I LEAVE the world to-morrow,—
What news for Fairyland?
I’m tired of dust and sorrow
And folk on every hand.
A moon more calm and splendid
Moves there through deeper skies,
By maiden stars attended
She peaces goddes-wise.
And there no wrath oppresses,
And there no teardrops start,
There cool winds breathe caresses,
That soothe the weary heart.
The wealth the mad world follows
Turns ashes in the hand
Of him who sees the hollows
And glades of Fairyland.
And pine boughs sigh no sorrow
Where fairy rotas play,—
I leave the world to-morrow
For ever and a day.
poem by Enid Derham
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An Old Peoples’ Home
also known as 'the last stop'
a cutting ill mannered remark
implying death as next final hop
wit of rude ill informed nark
i shall not to such a home
be hurled therein twirled
my true aspired to home
be called heaven pearled
my life sought true home defined
is not was never a hopeless part
of this material delusional world
materialism never bound my heart
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Inner Meanings
INNER MEANINGS
Refined the mind which seeks to find
inner meanings for the world,
open links as, onwards whirled,
fresh horizons unconfined
are rediscovered. Truth behind
all veils is, like a flag unfurled,
experience intense. Uncurled,
self finds self, Way redefined,
on track for metamorphosis
conjugating “hope” and “is”...
25 August 2001
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Inner Meanings
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Dare Speak Me
Words don't roll off my tongue
Prefer being lodged in my throat
Tickle, Consciousness pricking
Fear induced swallows of Constricted truth
Dare I speak/ What would the world say
Dare I speak/ What would the world think
Naked thought aint' exactly P.C.
Honesty usually isn't policy's best
Especially choosing irony outlined boundaries
Hypocritical VERBS metamorphosis
Stuck, Awaiting liberation
Dare I Speak Me? ? ?
poem by Naked Thought
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