Mirrors in the Mind
MIRRORS IN THE MIND
Multilingual input generates
interactions as synaptic flows
call into question limits scaled, propose
an interplay as mind anticipates
alternate routes, exploring hidden gates.
Mirrors in the mind too many close,
moderate intensity whose throws
enthusiastic challenge all that calculates
Nature spontaneous, feelings calibrates.
Deny those compromises others chose,
express beyond all verse, beyond all prose
tenderness which sharing stimulates.
Mute who'd remain who happiness has found? -
in tune responsive, tone whose depths astound...
3 November 2001
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Mirrors in the Mind poem (c) Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Deistic maternal interplay
Hell, heaven, black, white, grey, night, day,
God, Devil, mom, pop: mind's role-play
each mirrors each, teach lives begin
again, thought karmic caught, naught's win.
Deistic maternal interplay?
Summum mum pops! Figment rei[g]ns in sin.
(24 March 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Naked Eye
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
My only world falls in again
I see your face fall in again
Its so dark
I dont know your name
Its so dark
And I dont know your name
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Through the needles eye
Through the needles eye now
Only mirrors lie
Lie lie
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
Naked
Naked
I feel so high
Going up on the wall
And youre down below me
Look all around look all around now
Look all around look all around now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Only mirrors lie only mirrors lie now
Through the needles eye
Through the needles eye now
Only mirrors lie
Lie lie
You can come inside
Come into the naked eye
Naked
Naked
Just wanted a special view
Just me and you
Just just just the two of us
Just two of us
Going up on the wall
Up on the wall
Going up on the wall
Up on the wall
Naked eye naked eye
What do you see
And whats there to learn
Reading your books
Third diagram
Someones in the room down below
Someone someone
Someone below
Insects
Cherries
To the cherries
On the wall
Spider
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Broken Windows Shattered Mirrors
Broken windows shattered mirrors
The tiny slivers fall like tears
They cut me till my arms run red
They make me wish that I was dead
And though I try to carry on
I know my time here's almost gone
Broken windows shattered mirrors
Broken windows shattered mirrors
I'm surrounded by these fears
I know I shouldn't be afraid
I feel like I'm locked up in a cage
I push and pull try to get out
I scream until I just can't shout
Broken windows shattered mirrors
Broken windows shattered mirrors
I'll have bad luck seven years
I know it's just a superstition
But I also know it's pure intuition
That made me stay not fade away
So I could live another day
Broken windows shattered mirrors
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Poetic Instrumentation & Orthographic Aptitudes
Poetry beats time with rhyme in motion.
Pulse vibrates and impulse stimulates
pen which explores, redraws, accentuates,
excites the mind, can catalyze emotion
to seize degrees. Thoughts harmonize at rates
ecstatic as imagination’s ocean
synaptic swirls, and, touching, contemplates,
sees the light, s[w]ings fancy’s flight. Thought’s potion
magic expands bright insight, oscillates,
collides, oh scope, with wave-tune vibe commotion
and thus invents, interprets or translates
transforms, what started as an idle notion
as inner ear hears and reverberates
chromatic context, feelings for[u]mulates.
8 March 2005 revised 17 August 2008
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ORTHOGRAPHIC APTITUDES
Orthographic aptitudes imply
Reasoned thought, well taught, but this may mean
Too much rigour, narrow mind though clean,
Heavy hand which all loose ends would tie.
Originality is worth a try -
Granting poetic licence in between
Rhyming lines on paper, on the screen,
Answers find with mind both “how” and “why”
Phasing, phrasing, which need nought deny.
Have, therefore, patience for the soul should glean
Inner meanings far from surface sheen
Creating an osmosis by and by.
Communication spelling's rules transcends,
Music tunes [p]runes all true creation t[r]ends...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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When You Ask Whether I Am Okay
when you ask that question
many things come into my mind too
'are you okay? ' such strikes my mind
and i retort
with 'why do you ask? '
we live in a mirror world
we project
who we are
what we are
where are we going?
your loneliness mirrors
mine
you reflect light
to my mirror
i like to shine like diamond
but i am not
i am dawn fading
and the day does not recognize me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hall of Mirrors
Starring down the long impenetrable hallway
Mirror after mirror after mirror
They always bring you back to the same spot
One turn and you walk straight into glass
Another turn and you fall on your ass
You only come face to face with yourself
There’s no escape
From the dark egotistic mind
That brought you here
To the hall of mirrors
Nobody is around to save you
It is only you
It’ll only ever be you
Trapped, lost and suffering
In a field of your repetitive reflection
It's that egotistic mind
That brought you here
To the hall of mirrors
poem by Elyse Elwood
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Mirrors!
mirrors...
dont lie,
even cracked
with time.
dont make excuses,
nor try to please,
the truth's the truth.
deemed good or bad,
a human collage,
light and darkness,
right and wrong.
the hidden thoughts
deny the right to judge,
and bring us back....
to the mirrors!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hope Unresigned
HOPE UNRESIGNED
Who blindly dates oft poorly mates when mind
succumbs to madness, boredom, challenge vain,
among profanum vulgus seeks again?
Better far to wait, hope unresigned,
until that karmic date when, unconfined
emancipation sweeps doubts which remain
erasing all - false phrase, frustration, pain.
These fade away as sharing, underlined
by selflessness, implicit trust, touch kind,
replacing doubt with tenderness’ true reign.
Where ignorance turns nightmare why complain
when repeated errors grate? Love's blind!
Breast timeless waves until safe harbour's signed
in berth, rebirth, where happiness won't wane.
Stop clocks, no fox, no rabbit, goal, nor ploy,
From rocks redeemed, unlock soul's door for joy.
18 June 2007
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Hope Unresigned poem (c) Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Silence Between
the silence between
words being written and read
seduces the mind to think
thoughts of creation anticipate
the blank canvas of the mind
which mirrors the open soul
calling out to listen
to the sound of pen upon paper
a mind at work
is a beautiful thing
and in writing seductive
words flow into sentence
a verse crafts itself
to be seen, felt
all in the aftermath
of the silence between
words being written
words being read
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Love Sonnet XXXV
I cannot find a fault in you; and yet
I think you are not perfect many ways.
I have seen lips more meet for maiden praise
And eyes less shadowed with a grey regret.
But pure perfection of your love has let
The tenant mirrors of my mind such rays,
All other men reflect a smoky haze
And in the murk their virtues I forget.
He knows not perfect who has found the best,
Nor worth who would deny unworthiness.
But meanest flowers are fair as any rose
When blowing fragrant to our least behest.
So you are perfect in my heart no less
For that unworthiness my poor mind knows.
poem by Zora Bernice May Cross
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Within Each Mind
Within man's mind momentous energy
Is stored, in transit, waiting for the day
The karmic key found, masks may melt away.
However, in the meantime, blindly we
In turmoil stifle our intensity,
Nor seek to squeeze the secret of the Way.
Each in his cell lets cancer spread. Who may
Allow the soul to surface, forces free?
Creative links we keep confined, in fee,
Harnessed over lifetimes. Held at bay,
Mind and matter separated stay,
In abeyance: sad futility.
Nature’s codes Man may, one day, decrypt,
Dea[r]th death-blow dealing! Until then, dark crypt.
(21 October 1992/acrostic sonnet Within Each Mind)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Shared Intuitions
Mistake, or insight worth a second look
As printed with key code of cause, expect?
Rainbow skeins need braiding to effect
Interactions on an open book.
Excitement keeps hearts in the air, on hook.
Can intellects combine, twine, intersect,
Hearts’ energies spontaneous direct,
Rise to challenge, shed gobbledygook,
Ignore conventions set that overlook
Shared intuitions which interconnect
To filter chaff from grain, detect defect
Ignoble which life's books too often cook?
Now rule lure, unlured by rules harsh lined,
Expressing feelings with an open mind...
19 September 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Redial the Right Number - 0910
Numb must mind neglected soon become.
Unused, the senses atrophy as fear
Mirrors most murky message, morose, drear,
But real enough to strike the life-force dumb.
Energies renew, the time has come.
Rise, spread strong wings, all worries will appear
So many bugbears vain, the way will clear.
Change turns the tide of Fate, Death's distant drum
Holds no more terrors. As a rule of thumb
Advance towards enlightenment sincere,
Nascent opportunity, with cheer,
Generates new joys, fears overcome.
Exchange not freedom for a comfy cell,
Defy complacent custom and closed shell.
(27 July 1991)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The mirrors here
The mirrors here
They reflect my deep desire...
And what it aspire...
The mirrors are tears
The desire is rape, fears
But it always mirror...
Is that my wish today is you
Your smile, hot for a while
Same do not knowing if you do it too
I'm like a child, getting wild
The mirrors here
Are a glass cover
Making me over...
The mirrors are tears
The cover is cold, years
What makes me excited...
Is that my wish today is you
Your wisdom, your freedom
I trust in moon
I want to listen the flute, true
Don't run, I can't
The sun tears can hurt deep
Without I feel very weak
I know I'll never stand
Stay, Give me fondling
The moon trust in the power from lovers
So we could keep us touching
So, trusting, we could be under covers
The mirrors here
They reflect my deep desire...
And what it aspire...
The mirrors are tears
The desire is rape, fears
But it always mirror...
poem by Ianne de Angel
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Open Minds
Open your mind,
to things unknown,
search the universe
of your soul.
Open your mind,
to your heart
of feelings
buried deep within.
Open your mind
to your ear
of nature and
its beauty.
Open your mind
to knowledge
of things
unlearned yet.
Open your mind
to days gone
by of memories
vanished away.
Open your mind
to your feelings
hidden away
deep in your heart.
Open your mind
to my heart
to know how
i feel toward you.
wrote 3-31-07
November chillness
November chillness
As the cold wind flows in
her memories enters mind.
Thinking of her, enjoying this crazy love
freezes the november chillness.
Body is somewhere and mind is somewhere
mind not responding to november chillness
is frozen by her memories.
the slow speech of her, the elegant looks
ha frozen my mind
hey akasha mallige, i stare at you and wait for january
to see you in full bloom.
I don't know when is my january
but enjoy her memories freezing my mind.
As the cold wind of november flows,
memories of her fragrance and
the sweetness in her voice makes
mind foolish in this love.
hey akasha mallige when is my january?
(pem written on november)
(akasha mallige is a jasmine)
poem by Venkatesh Nagaraj
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Smoke And Mirrors
When I was a boy all the books I read
I followed like a blind man
To heed the words my father said
Those golden summers fade into night, words become a dream
The echoes of my childhood and where the path is winding
May God bless you, keep you safe from all harm
I stand by you always
Time and motion hands touch
Lips find a way to heaven on high
Watch the children play, the child becomes a man
And all the tangled webs we weave
You swear it as we live and breath
We stay together death until you part
Winner takes the prize
The futures at your finger tips, right before your eyes
No more sorrow (smoke and mirrors)
No more nights with no end
(I really learned a lot, smoke and mirrors)
I see my tomorrows
And nothing from nothing
And ashes to ashes they say
All the more that you reach out
The more that it runs away
(Smoke and mirrors)
No more goodbyes
(Thats all I ever got, smoke and mirrors)
No lies, you find your way there
(She show me what shes got, smoke and mirrors)
Heaven on high
May god bless you keep you safe from all harm
I stand by you always
Time and motion
(smoke and mirrors)
Hands touch, lips find a way to
(Thats all I ever got, smoke and mirrors)
Heaven on high
No more sorrow
(I really learned a lot, smoke and mirrors)
No more nights with no end
(She show me what shes got, smoke and mirrors)
I rise or I fall
no more goodbyes
(She really makes me hot, smoke and mirrors)
No lies, you find a way there
Heaven on high
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Smoke & Mirrors
When I was a boy, all the books I read
I followed like a blind man
To heed the words my father said
Those golden summers faded into night, words become a dream
The echoes of my childhood and where the path is winding
May God bless you, keep you safe from harm
I stand by you always
Time and motion
Hands touch, lips find a way to heaven on high
Watch the children play, the child becomes a man
And all the tangled webs we weave
You swear it as you live and breathe
We stay together, death until you part
Winner takes the prize
The futures at your fingertips, right before your eyes
(chorus)
No more sorrows
(smoke and mirrors)
No more nights with no end
(I really learned a lot, smoke and mirrors)
I see my tomorrows
And nothing from nothing
And ashes to ashes they say
All the more that you reach out
The more that it runs away
(smoke and mirrors)
(chorus)
No more goodbyes
(thats all I ever got, smoke and mirrors)
No lies, you find your way there
(show me what shes got, smoke and mirrors)
Heaven on high
May God bless you, keep you from all harm
I stand my you always
Time and motion
(smoke and mirrors)
Hands touch, lips find a way to
(thats all I ever got, smoke and mirrors)
Heaven on high
No more sorrows
(I really learned a lot, smoke and mirrors)
No more nights with no end
(show me what shes got, smoke and mirrors)
I rise or I fall
No more goodbyes
(she really makes me hot, smoke and mirrors)
No lies, you find a way there
Heaven on high
song performed by by Bee Gees
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I used to live in a room full of mirrors; all I could see was me. I take my spirit and I crash my mirrors, now the whole world is here for me to see.
quote by Jimi Hendrix
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A Beautiful Mind
a beautiful mind is a loving mind
words as
anger, filth, dirt, sordid, squalid,
hate, indifference, murder
curse, envy
are not found
in a beautiful mind
what have i in my mind then to call my mind a beautiful mind
God, please be there
Saints please be all there
Angels please please be all there
i look at this mind with all honesty because i claim it to be one
beautiful mind
i am crazy
i am not a beautiful mind
as i claim to be
i am afraid all that is found in there is
just you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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