Just By Thought Alone
I want to make sense,
Even when sometimes...
I feel it to be an option.
I would like to condense,
All the images within my mind...
To a sentence or a single word,
Easily understood and defined.
I would love to communicate,
Just by thought alone.
And to have someone to do that with...
To help chase away some thoughts,
I know that are not my own.
I want to make sense,
Even when sometimes...
I feel it to be an option.
I would like to condense,
All the images within my mind...
To a sentence or a single word,
Easily understood and defined.
I would love to communicate,
Just by thought alone.
And to have someone to do that with...
To help chase away some thoughts,
I know that are not my own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Word That Best Defines Life
“Life” is a word not easily defined
It can be described in so many ways
Can be described as easy, just as well as a grind
Described as a whole, or a phase
Describing the word “life” is almost an impossibility
At least that’s the way that I feel
But if I had to choose the word…. I best thought it to be
The best descriptive word for “life” is “surreal”
poem by David Whalen
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Single Day
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not in his thoughts
Not a single day goes by..........
Where his heart does not feel
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not want to reach out
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he dreams of his love for her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of kissing her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of holding her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not ask. Why?
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not his first thought on waking.
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not his last thought before sleeping.
Not a single day goes by..........
RG/NB
poem by Robert Green
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No Pretence
You don't have to pretend
But remain alert and carefully attend,
Whatever is the happiness and joy?
Make little choice and secretly enjoy,
It shall make you to feel at ease
Once you prefer contentment
Then there is no scope for discontentment
You can leave behind everything for the moment
No one should pretend to be perfect
As it may require honest act
This fact must be clear and borne in mind
Reason out your approach or find
When it comes to the purity of thought?
It is seriously taken and fought
There is simplicity and no pretence
It is understood with single sentence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Thoughts on a memory
There is so little I can say,
and yet so much thought
has gone in today.
How the mind wanders
on the different alleys.
To retrieve a thought, a memory,
it's brought forth in vivid view,
to haunt my tormented soul..
I cling to the memory
of the almost-nothing.
Thinking it through
to create the almost-something.
As the days draw by
I think of that single memory.
I ponder on thoughts,
I know I should not have.
Yet, when the heart beats yearningly,
don't we all return to the memory?
To that single moment
when one word could make,
a whole new memory?
poem by Ranger Lady
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Till the last minute
You deserve credits
For you have been connecting ages
I know things of the past,
Long long-ago events
Because of you
I also know that generations ahead
Will come to know about this present
Only with your help
How much I become dependent on you
For the simple reason
That you help me communicate
And make me understood by others
The way I want them to
Understand me
Though I used to feel
I am being understood by others
In the same way
I understand myself
Later, I realised, more often than not,
That they have not understood me,
But, in fact, misunderstood me,
Which I could make out
From the reactions in response
To my communications
I do not know,
Whether I too have been
Misunderstanding others
In the same way
They have been doing me
It is all because of the guises
You can take
You look blue to me
While others see you as red
You smell jasmine to me
While others feel it as
Some other fragrance
To me you look opaque
To them transparent
And so on..
Though shapeless
You can assume thousands of shapes
Oh, my dear mother tongue
When I am going to do away with you
So that I am understood right
And I understand better
I hear you telling something
'Yes, when you breathe your last'
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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You&i
I tried to write a simple song,
a special one just for you.
A love song to explain,
how you make me feel.
but not a single word,
nor a phrase came out.
neither letters,
t'was scrabbled in my mind.
words may not be new,
or heard a million times before.
it might be simple,
but extraordinary just for you.
cold breeze from the wind,
encompasses the thoughts of you.
the twilight of the rising sun,
like i was wrapped around your arms.
still can't utter a word,
kept dreaming of you.
And how we used to be,
make me say.....
'no need to make a love song,
for we are the LOVE
and you are the SONG
that serenades my soul'
YOU & I,
when we collide..
A perfect combination,
A perfect LOVE SONG..
poem by Nixiebear Naval Cabrera
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Sonnet 2
my mind's eye from outer eye remove.
make senseless the argument of sense
that beauty not subject to sense prove
nor object to time that takes you hence.
then, mind from eye withdrawn,
in dark, sense may shine bright
and mind itself your beauty form,
forming mind to your illuminate.
but not thought's sense to hear
nor sense of mind in sense feel,
dimensional sight and intelligent ear
bereft of mind from mind would reel.
no war between your feature and form
exists except in eye - that does harm.
poem by Doug Bentley
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I Think Im In Love
(cecile azarcon)
Is, this love
Feeling restless inside
Wanting you
To always be my side
I dont even want you out of my side
You are in my thoughts all day and night
I cant get you out of my mind
I think Im in love
Refrain:
I think Im in love
Think Im in love with you
Every single day
Every single night
Every single moment of my life
I want to spend them all with you
I think Im in love
I think Im in love
I think Im in love with you
Tell me that you care
Tell me...please
Tell me that you also feel
The way that I do...
Cant describe
Words are just not enough
Cant explain
It all happened so fast
What exactly am I feeling right now
If this is love I got to know somehow
Just how long this madness will last
cause I think Im in love
I think Im in love
Think Im in love with you
Every single day
Every single night
Every single moment of my life
I want to spend them all with you
I think Im in love
I think Im in love
I think Im in love with you
Tell me that you care
Tell me...please
Tell me that you also feel
The way that I do...
I think Im in love
Think Im in love with you
Every single day
Every single night
Every single moment of my life
I want to spend them all with you
I think Im in love
I think Im in love
I think Im in love with you
Tell me that you care
Tell me...please
Tell me that you also feel
The way that I do...
Ohh ahh...
song performed by by Lea Salonga
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Love Just Is
When the night won't fall and the sun wont rise
And you see the best as you close your eyes
When you reach the top as you bottom out
But you understand what it's all about
Nothing's ever what it seems
In your life or in your dreams
It don't make sense, what can you do
So I won't try makin' sense of you
[CHORUS:]
Love just is... whatever it may be
Love just is... you and me
Nothing less and nothing more
I don't know what I love you for... love just is
When you ask to stay and then disappear
It seems you're gone but you're really here
When every move seems out of place
But every kiss is filled with grace
Some things never get defined
In your heart or in your mind
It don't make sense, what can you do
So I won't try makin sense of you
[CHORUS]
Don't ever ask me for reasons
I can't get to you
Don't ever ask me for reasons
Why I live for you... I just do
[Repeat]
[CHORUS]
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Those I Pick To Audition To Love
So free I am to mingle,
And I don't feel rushed.
Happily I'm single and I like to touch...
Those I pick to audition to love.
I am free to mingle and I I'm freed to touch.
Happily I'm single and I don't feel rushed...
To have somebody in my life to love.
Or...
That perfect one to fit me like a glove.
Or,
To have that special one near me to rub...
My feet.
Or my head.
Or...
My shoulders and my body when I'm laying in bed.
Or...
Listen with intent to every word I've said.
I am happy as a free bird to fly high as a kite!
And spend my days and nights doing the things I like.
Although I wish the telephone would ring.
To hear a voice to me that only sings.
And it's someone I have yet to have met.
With obscenities spoken in a sweet sexy breath.
I like it to be single and easily teased.
Oh I like it when obscenities are spoken to me...
After 8pm,
And I'm about to fall asleep.
Oh yes I like it,
To be single and be easily teased.
Oh I like it,
When obscenities are spoken to me...
After 8pm,
And I'm about to fall asleep.
So free I am to mingle,
And I don't feel rushed.
Happily I'm single and I like to touch...
Those I pick to audition to love.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I believe Johnson understood that the reason was Vietnam. I also believe that he felt that if there was a way to communicate the real issues in Vietnam, that the reasons would be answered or understood. But there was just no way to communicate.
quote by Lew Wasserman
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Telepathy
If you could ever read my mind
I don't know what I'd do.
For all the things I think about
would all be known to you.
You would know just how I feel
when you're far away from me.
And what it is that makes me tick
and how I'd like to be.
I could never hide my thoughts
and maybe that's not good.
'Cause sometimes when I'm mad at you
I don't act the way I should.
Sometimes knowing what I think
would strip me of my pride.
Then maybe you would love me less
and not stay by my side.
So reading minds are for gypsies,
not for you my dear.
For every single thought I have
would make it all so clear
how much I think of you.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Keep It Revealed
Don't be my love,
Only when you feel it.
Feel it wherever you are,
My love.
And wherever you are,
Don't conceal it.
Keep it revealed.
Scented flowers do not stop their scents.
The Sun will always carry its brightness,
When our eyes are closed at night.
The Moon we share is not only there for us.
Nor is the air we breathe,
Awaiting for the trees,
To allow its leaves to feel the breeze.
Don't be my love,
Only when you feel it.
Feel it wherever you are,
My love.
And wherever you are,
Don't conceal it.
Keep it revealed.
Let each touch be meant,
To send tenderness received.
Let our eyes openly communicate,
A connection understood we appreciate,
And in our hearts believe.
Let each kiss ignite that flame,
Never to leap to another's lips.
Let the love made that we make,
Never freeze from the heat we keep.
Don't be my love,
Only when you feel it.
Feel it wherever you are,
My love.
And wherever you are,
Don't conceal it.
Keep it revealed.
Keep it revealed.
Keep it...
Revealed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Used To Be Me
All he needs is everyone i've been
And all she needs is everywhere i've seen
All they need
Anything i've touched
And all you need is everything i've loved
Everything i've heard everything i've learned
Everything i've tried everything i've held
Everything i've felt everything i've lost
Everything i've cried
Until my whole head shrieks with grinding my teeth
Struggling to find a single word i can keep
Any kind of truth
Any kind of hope
Oh just any kind of word that doesn't make me choke
But i keep saying i will and i won't
I keep saying i do and i don't
I keep saying i feel
But there is nothing to feel
Just a strange kind of nothing where it used to be me...
It used to be me
All he needs from me is everyone i've ever missed
And all she needs from me
Everyone i've ever kissed
All they need from me
Anything i've ever sung
Yeah and all you need from me is everything i've ever said
Everything i've ever done everything i've ever made
Everything i've ever prayed everything i've ever believed
Everything i've ever touched everything i've ever loved
Everything i've ever thought everything i've ever dreamed
Until my whole head screams with grinding my teeth
Desperate to find a single word i can keep
Any kind of faith
Any kind of fix
Oh just any kind of word that doesn't make me sick
And i keep saying i will but i won't
I keep saying i do but i don't
And i keep saying i feel
But there is nothing to feel
Just this strange kind of nothing where it used to be me...
Anything and everything
All that you need
Get it for free
Anything and everything
All that you need
Get it from me
Get it from me
Get it from me
Get it from me
song performed by by Cure
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Three Hours After Midnight
I was lying awake trying to stop my mind from thought,
but I was losing the fight, my attention was caught.
Sleep was the last thing my mind had in store for me;
it intended to saturate my thoughts with creativity.
It mixed words and flowing colours in an extraordinary blend,
slowly, at speed, smooth, then textured, the mix had no end.
The flowing beauty made no sense; however, for a second it did,
but the speed of the images made everything appear short lived.
I couldn’t capture or freeze any image and retain it in my mind,
my memory couldn’t cope with the instantaneous designs.
The images became chaotic, as I tried to slow everything down.
I thought I’d succeeded, but it only slowed to turn things around.
I became hot and sweaty, and threw back the covers from my bed,
this mental turmoil was having an effect outside my head.
I had to get up to splash cold water over my eyes and face,
and then I just sat trying to stop my thoughts from taking place.
Eventually, feeling more relaxed I lay down and closed my eyes.
I was in a light blue sky, with soft white clouds passing slowly by.
Peace and calm had come to a turbulent and unpredictable mind,
my thoughts were pleasant and slower, at last, I’d found dream time.
poem by Orlando Belo
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As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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There Is an Absence of Rudiments
Why should I want to?
Communicate at all?
And to whom would my efforts,
Be attempted to comprehend?
Without being evaluated,
As someone who believed...
Knew everything.
And all I did,
Was to successfully complete a sentence.
And added at the end of it a question mark.
And this,
No one realized...
Was an opening with a clue,
That someone is requested to respond.
A failure to communicate?
There is an absence of rudiments,
Connecting the mind to brain cells.
And they just lay there,
Having no clue what they are assigned to do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A writer writes not because he is educated but because he is driven by the need to communicate. Behind the need to communicate is the need to share. Behind the need to share is the need to be understood. The writer wants to be understood much more than he wants to be respected or praised or even loved. And that perhaps, is what makes him different from others.
quote by Leo C. Rosten
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Pieces Now Connecting
So happy am I now to live,
To have a mind free.
And the pieces now connecting,
Did not come to fit...
To snuggle,
Perfectly for me to see.
Or feel deep.
Oh so happy am I to have a mind,
Peacefully freed.
And it didn't come to happen,
Easily accepted...
As I thought a peace of mind,
For me...
Would come to be.
I thought all troubles came to be expected.
And easily for me to accept.
I even thought my head was only made to ache.
And easily I accepted.
I thought my life was meant to fear,
And easily I accepted.
With a living in pain to gain...
To easily accept,
And...
To keep it near.
Oh so happy am I to have a mind,
Peacefully freed.
And it didn't come to happen,
Easily accepted...
As I thought a peace of mind,
Would come to be.
For me.
Yes so happy am I now to live,
To have a mind free.
And the pieces now connecting,
Did not come to fit...
To snuggle,
Perfectly for me to see.
Or feel deep.
But now...
Perfectly for me to see.
And I feel deep,
Is a peace...
Within me as it's meant,
To be.
Oh so happy am I now to live,
What fits for me.
With pieces now connecting,
A peace that fits,
Perfectly intended as was meant,
To be.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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