Text
I text you
The words i mime
There is really no reason or rhyme
To persist after all this time
But can't resist as my love still stands
Clings to hope with two bleeding hands
And when i ask 'am i still in your heart'
You depress with your silence
And depart.
I text her
And sometimes for days
She leaves me in deepest malaise
Then answers when my last nerve end frays.
And the light that i saw in her eye
Gently flickers and threatens to die
As my memory, tired and vexed
Sees me through
'Til she sends the next text.
I text you
Think maybe you care
That some day or year we will share
our one love extraordinaire
But time eats away at our life
Cutting with razor sharp knife
And our old dream of husband and wife
Faces the gallows next
Yet absurdly i send you a text.
poem by Kevin East
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Never preach a sermon without a text from the Bible, a text containing the theme which you can elaborate. The text is the best proof in support of your argument. A sermon without a text is an argument without a proof.
quote by Isaac Mayer Wise
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I Wrote A Poem Across The Universe
I wrote a poem across the Universe
It was read among the stars-
Cosmic messages were sent endlessly reinterpreting it-
It appeared in Galactic anthologies
And whole Civilizations taught it in their schools-
Worlds were born with it and worlds lamented their dying with it-
It became the Text of the Text of the Text of the Text of the Text
Of cosmic intergalactic meaningfulness-
I wrote a poem across the Universe-
It was read for billions of years
And then somehow
No attention was paid to it anymore-
And it vanished for as long as forever can be understood to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Dastardly Task
One long, dry legal text, I'm trying
my best, one long dry legal text, but
nevertheless, however I try, I cannot
finish it, my head's starting to crack
I suffer for lack of oxygen, my skin is
shrivelling and nothing seems thrilling
in this long dark night of a legal text, I
cannot utter a word to reveal my plight
Or fight against my inner being, mute,
immobile, without typing because when
I try, time seems to dry up in front of my
face, psychosomatic fatigue indicates
I need people to talk to, the doll faces
keeping me company can't lift the veil of
darkness and the terrible legal text goes
on and on, I have been abandoned
By the forces of life, bitterness filling my
heart - though as soon as a joyful thing
happens again bitterness will be erased,
my soul shall soar as it always does
When wonderful ideas take my thoughts
into the higher realms of joy and delight,
but for now, let me be mute and tackle
the dastardly task of my terrible text
Shedding little parts of my heart as I carry
the yoke eating into my mind, destroying
my joy and my life
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The President had every reason to believe that the text presented to him was sound... These 16 words should never have been included in the text written for the president.
quote by George Tenet
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Last Text
Up against my throat, I hold a hunting knife
This text will be my last
For, when it's done, I'll take my life
Oh, I'll have a blast
Through my throat, the knife will cut
Causing blood to spurt out of the open wound
I get a feeling of relief in my gut
For I know it'll all soon be over and done
And this text will be my last
It would be easier with a gun
But, either way, it'll be a blast
I won't die fast
But, oh, how it'll be a blast!
poem by Amy Parkinson
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What our eyes behold may well be the text of life but one's meditations on the text and the disclosures of these meditations are no less a part of the structure of reality.
quote by Wallace Stevens
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Turn It On
Every day just turn it on
Place it upon
the desk or in my pocket
That's what I do with it
Every day, just waiting for a call
Waiting for a text for your text, for your call, but it shall
Not come, it will not it just won't
Because you really don't
Text me or call me
But I'll turn it on and wait, you know just to see
In fact I'll keep hoping it's you
With every beep and even ring too
When I check it'll be like a reality check
It'll only take a sec
Before I realize it's not you, it will not be you, it won't
I wonder if you don't
Turn on your phone, but then again maybe you don't care
Maybe because I'd never dare
To complain to you about this to your face
I can't take the disgrace
I'll let you talk to me as much as you like, not as much I do
My feelings don't matter much in this situation, maybe not even to you
I pray they do, that they do mean something to you
But the longer you don't respond, it makes me wonder who
You think I am, or how you think of me
I wish I could see
How you see, but every day I'll turn it on
Take a breath with every sound hoping it's you, but then the moment's gone
Now it's just on
Placed upon... why do I even bother?
poem by David Knox
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In our daily lives as programmers, we process text strings a lot. So I tried to work hard on text processing, namely the string class and regular expressions. Regular expressions are built into the language and are very tuned up for use.
quote by Yukihiro Matsumoto
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Love by TexT
Emotionally electrified by the tentacles of love, ten thousand kisses i lip onto your mouth, with all my warmly wishes around the moon from north to south - Hugs and kisses, the wrap around of your arms, your whispers that says, I love you - Breathless i suffocate when you are not around, when i stare relentlessly towards the stars, yet you are never away that far - When a tear falls onto my hand, i close my eyes, when you sweet of with one of your sexy goodbyes, i want to die - the best is when i see you again, when you dial me a smile, when i was broken, the times when your are not close to my heart, when you were gone for awhile - So my love for you can never die, not in this world nor the next of the next, so i write by text to text
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Thank You For The Thought
THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO MY 'DJ' BEST FRIEND
Thank you my friend for the text,
For asking me how I am today,
For telling me how things are there,
Thank you for the thought, my friend.
Thank you my friend for the text,
For asking about my plans for the occasion;
For asking for a little of my time so you can call,
My friend, Thank you for the thought.
Thank you my friend for the call,
For finding time to call me up;
For spending money to find out how I am,
Thank you for the thought my friend.
Thank you my friend for the forward mails
You so untiringly send when you think
They can make me smile and say a little prayer;
Thank you for the thought my friend.
Thank you my friend for the friendship,
For the patience to listen when I whine,
For the tolerance to my shortcomings,
For reminding me to always take care of myself,
Thank you for the thought my friend.
Masked Lady
Dec.30,2009
poem by Masked lady
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Overheard From A Caller Inside An Internet Cafe (can There Be Something Poetic In This?)
......(can't hear it)
on monday?
oh i can have it on tuesday?
....
yeah i like to meet you
....
maybe your parents will be angry?
.....
that is very loud i can hear you
ha ha
there is some music
ok
i think i better text you
yeah i can hear
(noises)
yes huh
...
so you're in the house now
...
i see, ok, ok
so i don't want you be travelling...
....
can i call you tomorrow morning? what time do you want
me to call you?
...
yeah, i'll send you text messages
...
nice to hear you again...
ok
... i call you tomorrow, .. goodnight.. bye bye
ok i call you again tomorrow.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Care is Our Dream
Kindly refer to Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests
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Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written with earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
For further examples see the link to Polyacrostic list below.
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The text appears twice here:
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I: plain text - in black
II: Complete acrostic palimpsests.
Care is our dream Care: a core value
Text II is formatted to show letter progression hidden in Text I. Punctuation, spacing, are absent, highlighting
palimpsest phrases invisible in the first version for the sake of clarity... Enjoy!
see formatted version http: //allpoetry.com/poem/4239749
(c) Jonathan Robin polyacrostic palimpsest sonnet written 17 May 2008
Care is Our Dream
I
Care, a core value, can't be traded, each
At risk may put heart if mistrust dare feed.
Rare welcome marry, ease bring, carry, speed,
Eve, night, day, select ideals free, teach,
Ideas shared as light shines fair. Impeach
Snow frost, ice, or snap cold, back zest's strong seed!
Order true open joys, shrug doubts off, lead
Urge on through summer's sorrow stumped, find speech,
Reveal tender thread to wed bliss reach.
Dreams venerated never veer from deed,
Real harmonies trump pains, deny greed's rede,
Equal friends are full of hope and each
As muse whose human quality warms air,
Meets time as team well matched, as magic pair.
II
Care is our dream Care: a core value
Careacorevaluecantbetradedeach
At riskmayputheartifmistrustdarefeed
Rarewelcomem arryeasebringcarryspeed
Evenightdayselectideal sfreeteach
Ideassharedaslightshinesfairimpeach
Snowfrosticeorsnapcoldbackzestsstrongseed
Ordertrueopenjoysshrugdoubtsofflead
Urgeonthro ughsummersorrowsstumpedfindspeech
Revealtender threadtowedblissreach
Dreamsveneratedneverveer fromdeed
Realharmoniestrumppainsdenygreedsrede
Equalfriendsarefullofhopeandeach
Asmusewho sehumanqualitywarmsair
Meetstimeasteamwellmatchedasmagicpair
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Don’t Dress Up For the Occasion
Don’t dress up for the occasion
It’s only you and me
And a lyric without explanation
With words coming steadily
Writing thoughts on a sheet
Riming it all into place
Naming the text what it need
- Oh, there are so many ways
I could go on and ask you
What should I fix up more?
Then you could tell me what to do
To make me feel more assure
Expressions warped in text
Playfully the words are fixed
I can't explain what comes next
It’s complicated and mixed
Something perhaps about Prague
I traveled there longtime ago
Or maybe of a stray street dog
I came through the years to know
Together sometimes we walked the street
And blabbered full of nonsense
He and me and little ‘twiddle tweet’
Became all friends by accidents…
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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When Watching
One thing I've noticed I've come to miss
When watching my LED HD TV
Is that whenever I flip through the channels
On my DVR,
I don't have to become a tourist
Glancing at the sights anymore—
I can only read the dialogue of information
That tells me what I am watching
Or what I could be watching.
I don't have the time to observe
Foreign landscapes
(Partially because
Nobody makes shows
Of that
Anymore)
Or see how other people are different,
I just see text, text, text with no
Context, context, context,
And I feel like I'm missing something.
I don't even watch TV much anymore.
I don't enjoy sitcoms
Because I don't enjoy their jokes
Because my life isn't like that.
I don't enjoy the news
Because they don't tell me anything I want to hear
Because I want to know what's happening in the world.
I don't enjoy reality TV
Because those people make me afraid of reality
Because they call themselves reality.
I miss the white noise, the static,
The scrambled images of channels
I never had as a kid,
Or the disintegrated programs
That looked like high-energy molecular,
Heated up, when the cable is out.
I miss the way it sounded,
The thunder storm sound,
Voices reduced to raindrops
Pouring against the black backdrop
Of a dead screen,
A comforting hum
Made of chaos
For periods of silence,
Sometimes enough to make me turn it off.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Polyacrostic Palimpsest - Life's Karma's given light, our dream here gleams
Notes on Polyacrostic Palimpsests.
Acrostic: Verse in which certain letters form a word or message
Polyacrostic: Several acrostics within the same composition
Acrostics to be found below – in alphabetical order:
Palimpsest: A manuscript on which more than one text is written
with earlier writing, or one level of meaning, partially visible.
I: plain text - in black
II: Complete acrostic palimpsests highlighted
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Baby Boomer
Mario's brother is dead. In Brazilia
of the green and yellow flag, at the matches
where we drink beer and watch them run.
All of a sudden. A shock.
Just when he was finally getting happy-
leaving behind a wife and child.
Who will fortunately want for nothing
except him, of course.
But that too passes. Everything does.
It makes us ashamed to be old
though we are not, in fact, that-
hailing from the generation that never dies.
'Thanks for sharing, ' I text.
'Joy is short and troubles abound.
There is still that ideal configuration
of Reality we call the Beautiful
and those who struggle to perceive it.'
-But it doesn't sound real. I delet it.
May he rest in peace, ' I next text,
and it sounds good, yes, this is it.
'May he rest in peace.'
poem by Morgan Michaels
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I Can't Text You Roses
I cant text you roses,
or fax you my heart.
I'd email you kisses,
but we'd still be apart.
I love you to pieces,
and just wish you'd see
that I care for you so much
'cause you mean the world to me.
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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My Wife's Birthday
a morning kiss
a hug
sex last night
and exhaustion
in bliss
a text message
saying
thank you for
being with me
through and through
my gift
to a lovely wife
i am still
her devoted husband
thank you
Lord on High
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ringtone Of My Heart
RINGTONE OF MY HEART
Melvin Banggollay
Ringtone of my heart
has rhythm of thy name
downloaded from smart
from the time you came
smiling with sweetest art
while you talk so tamed
as we danced so smart
In that night full of fame
until we have to depart
after your birthday's game.
From that time I'ved seen
Your beauty so serene
My heart keeps on ringing
In silent mode vibrating
Even I really tried to divert
It's beating keep it alert
To beepl love deep inside
No matter how I tried to hide
and erase it from the start
But my love never depart.
I tried to change the setting
But still it keep on ringing;
Security code so truly locked
That only your love can unlock.
Send me then even in text
your reply that can truly reflect
the passion of your heart
to re-charge my broken heart.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Remember Romance
Old fashioned movies
With true love to gain
Always remember romance
And kiss in the rain.
The only thing you have
Is the hope of his kiss
And waiting for the day
Is all that you miss
In love, in romance
Looking into his eyes
Is all you want to do
No time for any lies
So send him a text
Drop him a line
And maybe one day
He’ll take the time
He’ll fall for you
And never look back
Your life will be bright
No time for dark, no black
I hope he’s always there
To take away my pain
And to remember romance
And to kiss in the rain
poem by Lottie Hammond
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