Say-Yin's Yang
What would you say if on this day
one waved wand washing walls away
refurbishing renascent dream
to smooth all cares as twinned hearts team.
What would you say if interplay
smoothed out loose ends to start new way
to serendipity whose stream
could flow forever, brightest beam.
18 October 2011
poem by Jonathan Robin
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You Beam
You beam,
The brightest smile I've ever seen.
And you beam,
A glow I'd wish to come to know.
You beam,
The brightest smile I've ever seen.
Brighter than in my dreams.
You beam...
And I forget.
And you beam...
Every wish I've had,
To be with you.
You beam,
The brightest smile I've ever seen.
And you beam,
A glow I'd wish to come to know.
You beam,
The brightest smile I've ever seen.
Brighter than in my dreams.
You beam...
And I forget.
And you beam...
Every wish I've had,
To be with you.
And this,
I know...
No one else can have my heart,
But you!
This I know...
No one else can have my heart,
But you!
And this,
I know...
When you beam,
And I forget.
And you beam...
Every wish I've had,
To be with you.
Forever.
No one else can have my heart,
But you!
Forever.
This I know...
No one else can have my heart,
But you!
Forever.
And this is true.
You beam,
The brightest smile I've ever seen.
And you beam,
A glow I'd wish to come to know.
You beam,
The brightest smile I've ever seen.
Brighter than in my dreams.
No one else can have my heart,
But you!
This I know.
No one else can have my heart,
But you!
Forever.
And this is true.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let It Loose
Theres no sense in waiting
So lets make a start
I got a poisoned finger
On a broken heart
Dont have time for reasons
Or feel inclined to quiz
The past is over
Thats just the way it is
Start it up
Start it up
And let it loose on me
Let it loose on me
We could sit forever
Or we could take all night
Of the whys and where fores
Of the wrongs and rights
Crazy situation, anyhow
Turning on frustration
So tell me why not now
Let it loose on me
Start it up
Start it up
And let it loose on me
Let it loose on me
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Balare - 1784 - We Sprinkle Stardust On Each Day
We sprinkle stardust on each day
spread joy through nightly dream,
love grows in oh! so many ways
expanding ever, seems
to welcome shared perceptions, beam
leaves haze maze, finds 'amaze! '
We sprinkle sunshine on each night
delight thread through day's fray,
light filters through as wings for flight
disperse Past's grey dismay,
thus day through day and night through night
we grow, glow, flow, sow, stay
united as true team whose trip
from alpha to omega
shows heart to heart and lip to lip
where every day more eager
sees shared advance which shall nor slip
nor fret should scope seem meager.
Infinite opportunity
succeeding days provide,
as happiness, community,
two heads, twinned hearts allied,
ignores external unity
discovers joy inside.
(8 July 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Keep looking for loose ends; Keep alive and kicking
Keep looking for loose ends, Keep alive and kicking
The very essence of survival among
All living systems lies in the
Locating of loose ends and fixing them adequately
Making of another million
May be one’s loose end while
Winning the next meal
May be that of some one else
Growth of his industrial empire
May be the loose end of an entrepreneur, while
Moving on to the next stage in the spiritual path
May be that of someone different
Getting a loan for building own accommodation
May be some other’s loose end while
Paying back the availed loan
May be the loose end of a third other person
Keeping in tact his political position and
Getting a suitable placemen
May be other loose ends, which are common
Building a new nest may be a bird’s loose end while
Snatching the next prey may be a tiger’s loose end
Thus all are after loose ends
The fact is that locating a loose end is not really the end
As loose ends by themselves are no issues
Loose ends get entangled and invite
New and unknown complications
Some know their loose ends
They seemingly do not think or act on these
May be they are confident of meeting the resultant
Complications effectively and adequately
Some are lost in worrying over the complications
And they find no time to fix loose ends
Loose ends remain loose anytime to blow up
With unexpected implications
It is indeed, the desire that fix loose ends
This desire leads these people as how to fix them
They act on the knowledge and secure loose ends
Loose ends are really fixed by
Emotion-free and knowledge-based actions
So,
Keep discovering loose ends
Develop a desire to fix them.
Know how to go about and
Importantly and finally act
Keep alive and kicking
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Coincidence Coins Serendipity
Mountains into molehills melt
As steps towards enlightened dream,
Unclear at first, may later seem
Drawn up by fate. Emotions felt,
Empowerment with cards well dealt,
Contrary winds disperse, joy's beam
May filter through black walls, blocked scheme,
And blows aimed low below the belt.
Unfair conditions in die Welt
Delight defuses, hope on stream
Ends anguish, loss of self-esteem,
Comfort challenged, doubts indwelt.
Muse's music, meditation may
Create conditions to defeat dismay.
More than before she finds felicity
At hand, within, without, without a doubt.
Unfortunate conditions round about
Divert attention from her need to key
Emotions into opportunity,
Coaslescing energy to flout
Man made blocks, internal locks, whose rout
Appears essential for heart's harmony.
Unperturbed, frustration fought, she
Defeats dismay, demands free flight. Love's drought
Ends offering expansion, joy throughout.
Coincidence coins serendipity.
Meaning, which below horizon hid,
Comes clear: fears, tears, fade, open inner lid.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sonnet XXIV: O Thou! Meek Orb
O thou! meek Orb! that stealing o'er the dale
Cheer'st with thy modest beams the noon of night!
On the smooth lake diffusing silv'ry light,
Sublimely still, and beautifully pale!
What can thy cool and placid eye avail,
Where fierce despair absorbs the mental sight,
While inbred glooms the vagrant thoughts invite,
To tempt the gulph where howling fiends assail?
O, Night! all nature owns thy temper'd pow'r;
Thy solemn pause, thy dews, thy pensive beam;
Thy sweet breath whisp'ring in the moonlight bow'r,
While fainting flow'rets kiss the wand'ring stream!
Yet, vain is ev'ry charm! and vain the hour,
That brings to madd'ning love, no soothing dream!
poem by Mary Darby Robinson
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Free
I saw you all lined up
at the totem pole
hovering
You
waved at me-
waved me away-
ignoring the Tsunami
washing over me
Ho Ho Ho
is what they called me
and I never unsaid
what I knew
wasn't true
and I let it lie.
Oh, Oh, Oh
I live within
the word prison
they created for me
and out of spite
and self-defense
I defy the prison
walls
and write this poetry.
My My My
that's sweet revenge;
I'll live
I'll live
writing more
poetry
and then
one day
the rubble
will
disintegrate
disintegrat e
into walls
no more.
And I'll be free
free, free, free.
Ho, Ho, Ho.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Our Swiftest Speed
OUR SWIFTEST SPEED
Our swiftest speed shall seed rebirth rich which
Untangles present woes, flows, grows and glows
Responding to united aims grand, sows
Shared understanding, sings of wings which hitch
WInds' destiny beyond lock, gate, or ditch.
Far stars draw near, what seemed dream now we know
That harmony grey clouds dissolves, may show
Each reach extends, heartwrending trends mends. Rich
STream forward surges, wards off cares, hands stitch
Seamless serendipity, shall show
Place, time, need, feed no meaning, Cupid's bow
Empathy bestows that spurns sales' pitch.
Enchantment links [s]he thinks to ink delight,
Desire's twinned fires unite for future flight
30 April 2009 Acrostic Sonnet Our Swiftest Speed robi03_1888_robi03_0000 ASX_LKX
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Your Closest Friends Are Dead
Look, fate is a finicky clamor.
Fate is a remote island,
Where nobody can reach
For the road to fate,
Is as jagged as the treachery
Of a thief as thick as blood.
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Look, serendipity is dead.
It does not muse over your oceans,
It does not fly within your air spaces,
It does not burst in the eve of new year,
Serendipity calcified, serendipity is perverse,
It does not light up aglow in each verse,
Serendipity is your God, my God,
His God, Her God, that does not show itself.
(Sorry for the blasphemy.)
-
Look, the silence exists
Between the persnickety fate
And dead serendipity,
Silence, my only friend,
The cold hands of danger,
The pretense of forever,
As if bound by one fate alone,
That we never find one, only ourselves,
But then, the strongest men
Are the most alone,
Starved from the skin, hollowed bones
Silence, a scream as thin as ice,
Deafening, none would suffice.
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Keyless
High hopes are mocked by Time as, day by day,
efforts are hamstrung, - phantom puppet show
reflects our vain illusions’ ebb and flow.
Effects’ and causes’ ripple interplay
scoffs at control. Coincidence at play
enacts a dance whose patterns none may know.
Why seek for key? Self-righteous afterglow
can’t channel flow to stem the current grey?
Chance - Time’s harmony – Man won’t obey,
cares not a tinker’s curse for those who bow
would string, - self validating vertigo
soon bursts to leave brief, troubled, bubble bray
deflated, echo muted, song unheard.
Who’ll witness stand that strings were ever stirred?
19 September 2005 revised 30 October 2006
poem by Jonathan Robin
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21 October 2011
That day that night had fell in my hands
For b'fore me, lays on my pillow an angel
Who was oblivious to my plans
For to her heavens I ever remain faithful.
21 October 2011 was the day I asked heaven.
To bestow upon me a forever glee
That would expel such sorrow in the world
And break these sad chains from me
And who would walk with my hand, a girl.
If a more smoother silk was to bless my hand
Than a seraph would have me say
That this elegant hair is as gold as grains of sand
Which mesmerise my night to day.
21 October 2011 was when she took my heart away.
"Oh my beauty! " - I could not help express
At the tip of my lungs till they burst
To all persons to the world and rest
For my love, your heart is my first.
"Would you kiss me? " - Your incantation
Your magic, you cast o'er me your spell
For my heart was your infiltration
It's a fairy-tale - You're my love story to tell.
21 October 2011 was when into her arms I fell.
Those lips do not just give dulcet a kiss
But sing with a merry tune
The innocence I reminisce
As does the tenderness of the moon.
Her hands as soft as clouds
That fills happiness in the skies
The night must be of her so proud
For the stars sparkle in her eyes.
21 October 2011 is when God made my world in the days of seven.
Oh God! You answered my prayer!
And sent me an angel from heaven
My heart you guided her straight there
All on the night of 21 October 2011.
21 October 2011.
poem by Theo Williams
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My Dream
My Aim is my Dream
I always Dream about my Aim
And Dream and Dream about my aim
My Aim is not to dream, which comes and goes
But still, I Dream and Dream about my Aim
I Dream about my Aim to reach the Fame
To Reach Fame, I Dream about my Aim
To reach Fame, I should not only Aim, but I should climb the Beam
I Should Climb the Beam to have my Dream
When I acquire my Dream, I will acquire my Aim
Because my Dream is about my Aim
I have an Aim which will bring me the Fame
To have the Fame, I have to climb the Beam
To have the Fame, I wanted to climb the Beam
The Beam of Dedication, the Beam of Hard-work,
The beam of Difficulty and the Beam of Obstacles
When I want to have the Fame I have to climb the Beam
When I Climb the Beam, I will have my Fame.
And I Dream and Dream about my Aim
My Aim will always bring me Fame.
You too Dream about your aim
But your Aim should not become a Dream.
poem by Narendra Kuppan
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Extreme Dream Team
Though we pen poems by the ream,
As if to praise God's perfect theme,
When tired out, we sleep and dream
And sometimes to a mad extreme...
Maybe our hearts are prone to scheme,
Or in our eyes there's fixed a beam,
Where evils pour down like a stream
And cling and stink like clotted cream...
Maybe our lives aren't what they seem,
Just commonplace and not supreme,
We're not the leader of the team,
Or smile as with a God-blessed gleam...
Though evil spirits may blaspheme,
God's still the Holy Elohim
With seraphim and cherubim!
That's why I pray... before I dream...
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
and the Revelation TV Watch Now link
on the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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One Year
One year, two hearts have learned to grow
across divides of time and tide,
one year, two hearts have learned to sow
seeds free from weeds, no need to hide.
One year saw challenges well met
with optimistic insight shared,
one year two never will forget,
from oblivion forever spared.
One year, joy norm became to show,
true tenderness which will abide,
one year, where rich affection's flow
formed base for future starry eyed.
One year upon time's wings has let
beginnings blossom into light,
one year where fears, frustrations, fret
dissolved ‘spite distance dynamite.
One year embraced shared dreams below
skies blue, horizons warm and wide,
year's ride beyond blocks, rocks, start slow
accelerated side by side.
One year: each second's silhouette
shines through linked lines inked allegro,
one year discarding pain, regret,
as equals, neither high nor low.
One year, from quest to twinned jest's glow,
from bud to bloom, gloom thrust aside,
one year where two have grown to know
vim, vain objection's override.
One year may many more beget,
revealing gifts love may bestow
in countless ways, as hearts' duet
ignores walls, calls to Maude and Co.
(16 April 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Let The Dream Come True
Let The Dream Come True
REFRAIN:
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
RAP 1:
KICK IT, TIP IT, FLIP IT, SIP IT, SHAKE YOUR BUDY 'ROUND, GET WICKED
USE THE DOOR GET ON THE FLOOR, I STILL GOT MORE FOR YOU TO STORE
GET ON YOUR FEET, IT'S TREATED UNIQUE, JUST FEEL THE HEAT AND GET BACK TO THE BEAT
RUBE DUP, RUBE DUP, RUBE DUP, RUBE DUP, JUMP AND SHAKE YOUR BODY, WINE IT
UP
EVERYBODY SHAKE YOUR BODY, D.J. BOBO STARTS THE PARTY
UP AND DOWN, HERE WE GO, DON'T LOOK BACK, JUST LET IT FLOW
UP AND DOWN, DON'T LOOSE YOUR CROWN, WHAT GOES UP MUST COME ONCE DOWN
NOW HOLD TIGHT, EVERYTHING'S ALRIGHT, THERE'S NO NEED TO FIGHT TONIGHT
REFRAIN:
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
RAP 2:
IT'S A BREAK, I DON' T MEAN A FAKE, OPEN YOUR EARS, IT'S NOT A MISTAKE
THE MUSIC IS STRONG AND I MADE THESE RHYMES, PARTYTIME 'CAUSE THE TIME IS MINE
SO LET'S GO DOWN, DOWN ON THE FLOOR, I WANNA GIVE YOU WHAT YOU ARE WAITIN' FOR
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND YOU WANT IT NOW
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT WHEN YOU HEAR THE SOUND
SWING YOUR BODY AND HAVE SOME FUN, NOW YOU' RE ON THE RUN
THIS TRACK HAS JUST BEGUN, IT'S DONE FOR FUN AND HITS YOU LIKE A GUN
JUMP UP AND DOWN, TOSS AND TURN, RIGHT TO THE GROUND BEFORE YOU BURN
PUMP THE BASS RIGHT IN YOUR FACE, JUST IN CASE WE START THE RACE
REFRAIN:
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU , LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITHOUT YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
NOT A BROKEN HEART , NOW WE GONNA START
IT' S FOR ME AND YOU, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE, LET THE DREAM COME TRUE
RAP 3:
FIRST I WAITED, THEN CREATED, DIDN'T DEBATE IT, JUST MADE IT
THE FEELING IS STRONG, SO KEEP COMING ON
WITH THE BASS AND THE DRUMS THERE'S NOTHING WRONG
NOW GET ON UP, TAKE YOUR SHOES, SWING YOUR BODY, GET WILD AND LOOSE
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, TIPPIN' AND TAPPIN', SLIPPIN' AND SLAPPIN', THERE'S NO STOPPIN
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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On The Highest Crest
On the Highest Crest
Beautiful October
God has gone main-stream
Ignores the seasons
Wants to be loved by us all
Before the big deluge
Lovely October
God disregard the cycles
My river is dry
While I sunbathe by its shore
And think of buying camels.
Godly October
Vacation’s our new deity
Tomorrow is today
Frost and snow are banished
But Himalaya is an island
Pretty October
We fight for a place to sit
The strongest win
Design a new national flag
And build a golden temple
Scenic October
The Sea is heaven’s mirror
God was a dream
No echo of man lingers
The long stillness has begun
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Mighty River
From deep underground I start unseen
Cool spring water fresh and clean
My only life not visible to the eye
I start to flow, as if the earth did cry
Small and feint I start to trickle
As I flow the land I tickle
As in life we may start as little springs
But soon we grow and do big things
Down the mountains I start to flow
As my intensity starts to grow
My banks are now so far apart
So much wider that at the start
I twist and turn, will I ever stop
I`ve been winding forever right from the top
From a tint trickle to a steady stream
To reach the ocean is my only dream
My veins alive with creatures big and small
Within my belly I carry them all
Life within me does explode
No matter how much I can take the load
Over rocks and boulders I do roar
While above me the fish eagle`s soar
Swollen now I my banks do burst
Hungry lands I feed, they so do thirst
I fill the valley and form a lake
To try and stop me would be a mistake
I push on forward one goal in mind
To reach the ocean, sealed and signed
I`ve cut a groove across this land
But now a lap the ocean sand
Right at the end I reached my goal
Now the ocean waves a feed my soul
poem by Vaughn Bekker
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Quicksand Attraction Blackgrounded Reactions
Time's flow sections dream
shedding sedimentary reflections on stream.
Dissatisfaction - displease, unease, freeze -
frieze for fatal attraction
as coupled complementary reactions
suck coincidental clepsydral traction
into temporal or temporary mirage perceptions of team
before nightmare wakens from dream.
(22 April 2010)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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I Thirst
FIRST VOICE.
I thirst, but earth cannot allay
The fever coursing through my veins,
The healing stream is far away--
It flows through Salem's lovely plains.
The murmurs of its crystal flow
Break ever o'er this world of strife;
My heart is weary, let me go,
To bathe it in the stream of life;
For many worn and weary hearts
Have bathed in this pure healing stream,
And felt their griefs and cares depart,
E'en like some sad forgotten dream.
SECOND VOICE.
"The Word is nigh thee, even in thy heart."
Say not, within thy weary heart,
Who shall ascend above,
To bring unto thy fever'd lips
The fount of joy and love.
Nor do thou seek to vainly delve
Where death's pale angels tread,
To hear the murmur of its flow
Around the silent dead.
Within, in thee is one living fount,
Fed from the springs above;
There quench thy thirst till thou shalt bathe
In God's own sea of love.
poem by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
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Why Fades A Dream
WHY fades a dream?
An iridescent ray
Flecked in between the tryst
Of night and day.
Why fades a dream? —
Of consciousness the shade
Wrought out by lack of light and made
Upon life's stream.
Why fades a dream?
That thought may thrive,
So fades the fleshless dream;
Lest men should learn to trust
The things that seem.
So fades a dream,
That living thought may grow
And like a waxing star-beam glow
Upon life's stream —
So fades a dream.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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