Lifted
Sometimes I am astounded,
As to what I find profound.
It may be a word...
Or something that I've heard,
That turns my head around.
Often when I read,
I get ideas that are teased...
By a thought that becomes solid,
And sound!
And then I realize,
Even I can become quite surprised
How my mind is 'lifted'...
With bits of mental treasures.
Where they sit to be discovered!
And when they 'gift' as they are found!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Word
Stop, taking for granted
I am the one whos wrong
You might be surprised
Time standin still - seems like we dont belong
Youll realize
Start giving to me all you can
Stop telling me girl just where I stand
Chorus:
Its your turn you should show what you know to me
One Ive not heard before
My concern you cant tell what you know to me
You cant say it all in a word
Life turns around
Time not to look away
And face what you see
Truth shows itself - watch everything you say
When youre talking to me
You find yourself just in time
No dont be afraid of what youll find on the way
Chorus:
Its your turn you should show what you know to me
One Ive not heard before
My concern you cant tell what you know to me
You cant say it all in a word
Its your turn you should show what you know to me
One Ive not heard before
My concern you cant tell what you know to me
You cant say it all in a word
(instrumental break)
Chorus:
Its your turn you should show what you know to me
One Ive not heard before
My concern you cant tell what you know to me
You cant say it all in a word
No you cant say it all in one word...
song performed by by Toto
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Sounding bells
Some devilish ideas crept in mind.,
Why female company should not find?
If luck favours rose smell enter with wind,
If find hard then no axe to grind,
Found good name with number of cell,
Mind ran fast to find favour well,
With fear in mind to receive word hell,
Still thought of flirt and word”love“tell,
Hello? Who is at that end?
Mild voice heard with cell ring send,
“Good morning “I uttered with head bend,
What is time? Better ways you mend,
What are you doing?
Disturb me not, am working
Deal with audit and accounting
Worry more and pressure mounting ….exploded lady
Attack so sudden and amused at word
Searched for solution and I prayed to Lord
May be I finished but not to cross sword
Lie low I thought and not die with cord…..imploded I within
Again rang the bell with sweet voice,
Could not laugh any as I rejoice,
What can be reason got no answer,
May be swift change after good bouncer
Hello, are you listening it is I?
I am in despair and tears in eye
Father no more and bade early bye
Mother too serious, so ask not, why?
I am left alone shattered by grief”
Hurt I am most and lost also belief
I may cry more but not have relief
Advise some more and also brief………..I heard soaking voice
I am in pain and all efforts in vain
All hopes dashed, no charm remain
Help just me out as I have none
Suggest me some ways as you are one,
I cursed self why I went for kill,
Why not thought well just before will,
Was it just a trap or call of distress?
But certainly a not matter to stress,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You 'ARE' There
When I discovered and found You 'there'...
I was alone and silently in constant prayer!
I made up in my mind,
I had to give You much more time...
To recover from a hopelessness,
That seemed easy for me then to find!
With devotion and loyalty,
You finally came to comfort me!
And I now admit I had first resisted...
With beliefs You did not for me,
Could come to really exist to relieve!
But nothing in my heart,
Can now tear us apart...
You 'ARE' there and in prayer,
I feel blessed and quite lifted!
I've come to realize,
You are my total prize!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Being A Poet
I find that I can compose a poem best,
When I am out walking, or am at rest.
When I am lying in my bed at night,
I think about what I am able to write.
Or when I’m out walking, or sat on a train,
Words and ideas, all rush round my brain.
Sometimes, ideas just appear in my head,
Or may be a result of something I’ve read.
At fellow passengers, on a train, I take a look;
Some chatter away, while others read a book.
But, me, I’m sat there, quietly composing verse;
With dozens of ideas, my creative mind bursts.
If I compose lines on my way into town,
I repeat them over, until I write them down;
If they are not written down straightaway,
Around my mind, other thoughts then play.
There are many things which inspire me to write,
Such as animals, the seasons, and the sky at night.
If I try to force ideas, they just do not flow;
The poem itself, I find, just will not grow.
I like to write on a layperson’s level;
In too much information, I do not revel.
Having chosen a decent subject or idea,
I then need to get my brain in to gear.
Of a subject, I like to consider all of the aspects,
But I keep my writing simple; not too complex.
To make a poem rhyme, words I may change,
But I only use words that are within my range.
In using unfamiliar words, I can see no point;
A nice poem, tricky words, can really disjoint.
Words, within my head, I keep batting around,
Until the perfect combination, is finally found.
With poetry, I really love the creative process,
But over time, I’ve become slightly obsessed.
Sometimes I find myself talking in rhyme;
That I am a poet, this must be a sure sign.
Of my finished poems, I often feel proud;
One day, I’ll be brave and read them aloud.
Into my swirling head, ideas continue to pop;
I love writing poetry and never want to stop!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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The Telephone
'When I was just as far as I could walk From here today, There was an hour All still When leaning with my head again a flower I heard you talk. Don't say I didn't, for I heard you say-- You spoke from that flower on the window sill- Do you remember what it was you said?' 'First tell me what it was you thought you heard.' 'Having found the flower and driven a bee away, I leaned on my head And holding by the stalk, I listened and I thought I caught the word-- What was it? Did you call me by my name? Or did you say-- Someone said "Come" -- I heard it as I bowed.' 'I may have thought as much, but not aloud.' "Well, so I came.'
poem by Robert Frost
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That Day
What were you thinking on that day?
When you hear of pear harbor?
Were you even alive, could you understand?
What did you do when you head of so many deaths?
Did you cry and weap for the boys who died,
Did you sit in silence?
What did were you thinking on that day?
When you saw the coffins from the war.
Were you there, could you see them?
What did you do when you heard the saluting guns?
Did you gasp from fright of the sound,
Did you bow your head and pray?
What were you thinking on that day?
When you found the paper with the headlines of a new war.
Were you surprised, could you comprehend what it meant?
What did you do when you read those words.
Did you sit down and think,
Did you sit in silence, newspaper in hand?
What were you thinking on that day?
When you heard the news of the twin towers?
Were you able to understand, could go through the day like normal?
What did you do when you watched the planes hit.
Did you cry for the people who were in there,
Did you lock your doors just in case?
What were you thinking on that day?
By: Bethany M.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The Power of Ideas
The power of ideas are immeasurable
They are the hidden treasures which lies
Deep within each and everyone of us
When we take the time to mind them we will find
That they are more precious than diamonds
Ideas which may seem insignificant
Has tremendous power within them
They are the genesis the initiation the foundation
Of all invention and everything which
Is created by humankind
The power of ideas are immeasurable
They have got the power to move mountains
To overcome any obstacle and to make
The seemingly impossible possible
Ideas are the levers which moves and the axis
On which the world revolves
The power of ideas are immeasurable
The power of ideas...
poem by Anthony Shurland Phillander
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A Letter To Gabriella
Should you find these words, and read them, one day-
Then, perhaps, any lingering doubts you may
Have had about my truth, will be erased!
If only you were privy to all the hopes emplaced,
All the wants of a Father, forlorn by his absence-
All the aspirations, rife, with the glory of your pleasance-
Then you would realize, any different thought
Would be tragic-as the truth, it would be, not!
I have come to accept that your mind may have been poisoned,
Though realize, as my Daughter, surely you questioned
All manner of assertions that may have been averse to me-
And reserved judgment, at least until we converse, to see
Where the truth really does lie;
As to why you have been deceived, or why
We have been forcibly estranged, for so long-
Suffice is to say, some know right, yet choose wrong-
And, unfortunately for us, one of them is charged with your guard!
I am sure you have gathered as much-it is not hard
To discern a person's essence, from how they treat
Their children-without so much as an attempt to be discreet,
You became a pawn, behind which a coward hid!
I shall never forget the damage done by what she did-
Nor could I-I have scars, mental and physical, both very real!
However, the most tragic part is that she was allowed to steal
Away the most precious gift I have ever been given-
And with it, all that for which I have so long, striven!
This cancer was emboldened and enabled
By a non-existent system, that had been fabled
As 'the great equalizer'-yet, sadly I have not seen this!
For, all who assume equality, surely have never been this
Mired iniquity as have I, and by extension, you-
The answer has been to fight fiercely-what else could I do?
Each day that passed without you was like another death-
Each battle I fought, I awaited with bated breath,
An outcome where your best intentions were advanced!
Alas, days became weeks, then months danced
Past, to become years-all the while, without you!
No one but I, has made it all about you!
My heart has bled for you, for many years-
My mind has oft-thought, and caused so many tears,
Not just for my loss, but your's as well-
The profound nature of which was nearly my death knell!
I will never stop fighting until the fighting is done-
Until I bear witness again, to your grace, it has not even begun!
-Maurice Harris,14 May 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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For A Host Of Reasons
2010 comes to an end.
And for a host or reasons...
Some who had stood,
On shaky ground...
Have found that standing tall,
Has come to motivate...
A determination to do it.
And to do this...
Without need of support,
Or limitations of assistance.
And as some skin is peeled away,
To enjoy its fruit within...
Some can say,
They have discovered a better way...
To share with another,
A life that had been taken for granted.
But now they can taste without waste,
Something overlooked before not thought delicious.
Something about this gift given,
That has been cleared of needless mental debris.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Go Sailing
I took a worthless trip
Down lifes avenue
Just to try to find a way to smile again
While I was on my way
I met a wise man who said
That happiness you only find within
I learned my lesson then
So I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
I go sailing
Be surprised what you can find
I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
Take a chance on your mind
Be surprised what youll find
I took a friends advice
Who said go up and away
Take the magic of a mystery tour
But I felt so all alone
Though I could almost touch the stars
I started missing things I touched before
The tour was such a bore
So I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
I go sailing
Be surprised what you can find
I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
Take a chance on your mind
Be surprised what youll find
(repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Partnership
Yes, you have it; I can see.
Beautiful?… Dear, look at me!
Look and let my shame confess
Triumph after weariness.
Beautiful? Ah, yes.
Lift it where the beams are bright;
Hold it where the western light,
Shining in above my bed,
Throws a glory on your head.
Now it is all said.
All there was for me to say
From the first until to-day.
Long denied and long deferred,
Now I say it in one word—
Now; and you have heard.
Life would have its way with us,
And I’ve called it glorious:
For I know the glory now
And I read it on your brow.
You have shown me how.
I can feel your cheeks all wet,
But your eyes will not forget:
In the frown you cannot hide
I can read where faith and pride
Are not satisfied.
But the word was, two should live:
Two should suffer—and forgive:
By the steep and weary way,
For the glory of the clay,
Two should have their day.
We have toiled and we have wept
For the gift the gods have kept:
Clashing and unreconciled
When we might as well have smiled,
We have played the child.
But the clashing is all past,
And the gift is yours at last.
Lift it—hold it high again!…
Did I doubt you now and then?
Well, we are not men.
Never mind; we know the way,—
And I do not need to stay.
Let us have it well confessed:
You to triumph, I to rest.
That will be the best.
poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Please Be With Me
By (d.allman)
Oh my word what could it be
Is it love or is it me
That makes me change so suddenly
Looking out feeling free
Sit here lying in my bed
Wondering what is was Id said
Made me think Id lost my head
When I know Id lost my heart instead
Chorus:
Wont you please read my signs be a gypsy
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me
Because you cant see my mind please be with me
Of all the better things Ive heard
Loving you has made the words
And all the rest seems so absurd
In the end it all comes out Im sure
Chorus:
Wont you please read my signs be a gypsy
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me
Because you cant see my mind please be with me
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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Dream on Every Thought
You cannot expect me to find this boring,
living on the edge of the abyss, only the
flow of information, the mystery of un-
explainable infinity, holds any interest
I'm not a human being but a human striving,
need challenges and ideals to inspire me -
found one of such variety, yet you yawn in
reply - now you experience how I feel
When faced with the boring facts of life,
steel girders of visible reality alienating
me from my spirit, forcing me to go
on quests to find new ideas
Quests are lonely - I admit - discovery is
great even if isolation hurts a little bit, the
ecstasy of finding the best experience
felt by restless consciousness…
*************************** *******************
How much could there be in the Bible code,
is there a limit to the information it can con-
tain, if you say EVERYTHING is in there, can
you explain it to the layman:
The original Hebrew limited-data-base text of
the Old Testament is only 304 805 letters long,
yet unlimited information bits encoded in end-
less combinations,20 billion bits at least
More data than can be found in several lifetimes,
without including crossword puzzles created by
2,3 or 10 words linked together - actually the
amount of information is incalculable
An infinite set of data found at first level of the
Bible code, there is more to come - oh, joy,
I savour every word, dream on every thought!
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 -
pp.44&45
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Almost Everything
Music by richard marx and bruce gaitsch
Lyrics by richard marx
Im waiting for some kind of healing to begin
And I wonder if you know the kind of pain Im in
Its hard wondering just what it is you see
There hasnt been a moment youve been off my mind
Ive searched through every meditation I can find
As if something could bring you back to me
Do I go on in silence
Or shout at the sky
Give me all the earthly treasures
That a single man can hold
Put the magic in my fingers
That turns everything to gold
Hand me the sun, say that Ive won
The world on a string
And then I will have almost everything
I imagine you until I swear I feel your touch
And I read the words you wrote me when it gets too much
The one piece of solace I can steal
I still need you in my life
Like never before
Give me all the earthly treasures
That a single man can hold
Put the magic in my fingers
That turns everything to gold
Hand me the sun, say I have won
The world on a string
And then I will have almost everything
I still need you in my life
More than ever before
Give me all the earthly treasures
That a single man can hold
Put the magic in my fingers
That turns everything to gold
Hand me the sun, say I have won
The world on a string
And then I will have almost everything
song performed by by Richard Marx
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I Just Want You Around
I just want you around
I just want you around
I just want you around
I just want you around
Thought that I had lost you
I can hardly make a sound
When I thought I couldn't hold you
Knew the world had let me down
Should have took the time to tell you
You keep my feet on the ground
I hope that you can hear me
Cause I know its not profound
I just want you around
I just need you around
I just want you around
I just need you around
When I thought I was without you
I got used to being down
It was my fault I used to doubt you
But that aint me next time around
Please believe me when I tell you
Cause all my words are bound
This is my cross now let me bare it
I was lost but now I'm found-found-found
I just want you around
I just need you around
I just want you around
I just need you around
Took this love for granted
Kept my feelings underground
Should have watered what I planted
Should have known what I have found
I'm not used to being lonely
I don't like the way it sounds
You're the only one I know-yeah
Who don't turn my upside-down
I just want you around
I just need you around
I just want you around
I just need you around
Yeah I want you around
I just need you around .......
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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Body Mine
This solar system mobile
slowly rotates
moved by a tiny breeze
I imagined just might
come from me below
breathing.
This was the silence of me.
The blank day was still
as the inside of a deep vault
no sound outside
no sound from within.
I sank into the moment;
my breathing muting itself
wanting to see
how comfortable
I was with the me
lying there.
Stillness is a severe test.
Then a quiet shudder
as I allowed an exhale longer
and deeper than usual,
this first shudder then
followed by another.
And another.
Breathing seemed to direct
my very being to another space
and my Body Being
in this circumstance
roused itself
came out
and displayed
its secret existence
which I
I realized
I ignore most of my life.
Startling to feel
Startling to realize
my thoughts leapt
to the idea
that this body was alive
separate from my mind
and had it own needs
goals and direction.
Startling to realize
that this my body
is alive in its own
right, separate from
me or my mind
but had separate Being.
I'd always thought that
aliveness was somehow
seated in my mind.
It and I talked.
It and I conversed
but what I thought
in that moment
did my body have to say?
What language does it speak?
I realized
had regarded it as a machine
to be feed or fueled
but not an entity
with its own Ideas.
For example,
does insecurity
lie in the mind
in the brain
or in the body?
What is a body idea
anyway, separate from
my head?
Can a body dream?
All of this was startling
and to this day
I'm still seeking answers
to questions
with more questions still.
Where does my mind start
and my body end?
Not sure.
but one thing is clear
bodies domain
is sexual;
and it wants to live.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I Can't Realize
I realize buds, flowers and their blooming
in the gardens of earth;
Only I can't realize their falling down from trees.
I realize clouds, rain and the sweet soft sound of its fall;
Only I can't realize the thunder.
Rivers, fields, oceans, forests, hills, mountains—
I realize them all;
Only I can't realize the deserts.
I realize fish, shark, deer and bright striped tiger;
Only I can't realize a shark beside a fish and a tiger
beside a deer.
I realize life,
many turns of life I realize very clearly;
Only the ice-cold death I can't realize any way.
poem by Sayeed Abubakar
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Go Mental
Out of the hospital out against my will
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental
Mental mental
Ive killed my family they thought I was an oddity
Life is so beautiful I am a vegetable
Mental mental
Ive gone mental Ive gone mental
Staring at my goldfish bowl popping phenobarbitol
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental mental mental
Sitting on my window sill life is so beautiful
Ive become irrational Ive gone mental
Mental mental Ive gone mental
song performed by by Ramones
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Childhoods End (live)
Track 9 _Misplaced Childhood_
And it was morning.
And I found myself mourning,
for a childhood that I thought had disappeared.
I looked out the window,
And I saw a magpie in the rainbow, the rain had gone
I'm not alone, I turned to the mirror,
I saw you, the child, that once loved.
The child before they broke his heart,
Our heart, the heart that I believed was lost.
Hey you, surprised? More than surprised,
to find the answers to the questions,
Were always in your own eyes.
Do you realize that you give it on back to her?
But that would only be retraced in all the problems that you ever knew,
So untrue.
For she's got to carry on with her life,
and you've got to carry on with yours.
So I see it's me, I can do anything
And still the child,
'Cos the only thing misplaced was direction
And I found direction.
There is no Childhood's End.
There is no Childhood's End.
Cos' you are my childhood friend.
Cos' you are my childhood friend.
Oh lead me on.
Hey you, you've survived.
Now you've arrived,
to be reborn in the shadow of the magpie.
Now you realize, that you've got to get out of here.
You've found the leading light of destiny,
burning in the ashes of your memory.
You want to change the world.
You'd resigned yourself to die a broken rebel,
But that was looking backward.
Now you've found the light.
You, the child that once loved,
The child before they broke his heart.
The heart, the heart that I believed was lost
So it's me I see, I can do anything.
I'm still the child.
'Cos the only thing misplaced was direction, and I found direction.
There is no childhood's end.
There is no childhood's end.
There is no childhood's end.
I am your childhood friend.
Oh.. lead me on
song performed by by Marillion
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Please Be With Me
Upon my word, what could it be?
Is it love, or is it me
That makes me change so suddenly
From looking out to feeling free
I sit here lying in my bed
Wondering what it was I said
That made me think Id lost my head
When I knew Id lost my heart instead
So wont you please read my signs, be a gypsy
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me
Because you can find my mind, please be with me
Of all the better things Ive heard
Loving you has made the words
And all the rest seem so absurd
When in the end it all comes out, Im sure
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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