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Symbolic Need

For those into scriptures.
To quote to stir up a closeness to God.
The Bible is a purpose to reference Him.
Although many open it to underscore...
How best to remove themselves from sin!

Without a single clue,
The Earth is a living and breathing 'entity'.
If it wasn't for the Sun...
And its relationship to the Moon,
None of us would have conflict...
If an ignorance of this would from us be lifted.

None of us would fight...
Over who has more of a religious right!
Since long before those divisions began...
The Moon was there!
And so was the Sun.
Along with the Stars we see at night.

And those into a self righteousness...
Even with a 'divine' tool to use.
Will always find reasons to feed,
A symbolic need to physically...
Authorize their appetites.

As God watches,
From an omniprescence.
Knowing from a darkness...
He patiently awaits for us,
To turn on the 'lights'!
By simply asking for this to be done.

And yet...
All of us are not assigned to see,
The magnificence that 'is' of this 'Deity'.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stars and the Moon

Stars and the Moon
Why do you come so soon?

I lay there unable to shut my eyes
This something I despise

Stars and the Moon
Behind my eyelids there is a dream that awaits
My head spins, but i am not elate

Stars and the Moon
It's a horrible dream
The one about that night just bursting at the seam

My eyes are heavy now
As if I'm forced to obey, at it's feet, I bow

Stars and the Moon
I can feel my body tense
Instantaneously pulled into a trance quite immense

Stars and the Moon
I hear the screams of that night
That abhorrent deed, I tried to put up a fight

Stars and the Moon
I hate when you come
day and sun is my time to feel numb

poem by Naomi Deluca
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Thoughts Revealed

revolution demands evolution,
for it is only by evolving
that we can make positive change.

open mind, open heart.
closed mind, closed heart.
the door to life remains open.
the door of death remains closed!

religious people kill each other
over their differences...
spiritual people accept each other
for what and who they are,
and learn to work together for common goals.
god has as many faces as there
are living beings!

dont quote me scriptures, or holy sayings.
help me plow my garden!
there are scriptures in the fresh
turned earth we have yet to discover!

if you are a bigot, if you discriminate
because of skin color, religious beliefs,
sexual orientation, or political agenda...
you cannot know the presence of god...
it is within the diversity of life
that we find the common bond of unity...
and this bond is the presence of god!

if you must hate anything, hate ignorance!
manifest this hate by searching for
the truth!
unconditional compassion is the key...
but your own feet must walk through
the door!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Here Comes The Moon

Everybodys talking up a storm
Act like they dont notice it
But here it is and here it comes . . .
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Impulse always quickens when its full
As it turns my head around me
Yes it does and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Gods gift I see thats moving up there into the night . . .
Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
Looks like a little brother to the sun
Or mother to the stars at night
And here it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Breath is always taken when its new
Enhance upon the clouds around it
Yes it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.

song performed by by George Harrison
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Son Of The Moon

Son of the moon
You are brilliant
You are bright
We wanted so much to apologize because we didn’t know you that Well before
Son of the moon
Yes we are both guilty of that
Son of the moon
We had been more occupied with ourselves
Son of the moon
We think that it was so silly and selfish
Only now we realize that
Son of the moon
You are a friend of the sky
The sky would be lost without you
We would be lost without you also
Son of the moon
We know the real you
Son of the moon
We know this innocent world that it is only in our minds
In reality it is not an innocent world
It is an ugly picture that we all paint
And of course it will always remain in our minds
Son of the moon
Dear Lord you know the son of the moon
You created it also
Lets embrace
The son of the moon
Son of the moon
If we will ever find love we hope it will last forever
Son of the moon
We are the warriors of the earth
We fight for freedom
We fight for love
We fight for peace
We fight for what we believe in
Son of the moon

poem by Aldo Kraas
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I can't see the moon

the thin fibers that hold me together strain against the tautness
the weight becomes unbearable
and I can't see the moon

following the sting, and clouded by haze of my own making, I seek it
that feeling of discovery, of self worth
and I can't see the moon

wisps of smoke shelter me through the torrents
lost in agony, inconsolable
and I can't see the moon

darkness crowds the dark thoughts
suddenly you are out of reach
and I can't see the moon

life is just an illusion darling
but I'll believe you if you tell me it isn't so
yet I still can't see the moon

I lost my trust, but never should have
I am not the one you feel
and I can't see the moon

I thought I found you, but you weren't there at all
somehow you forget I am next to you. your beauty obscures
and I still can't see the moon

all the anger I have felt slips through my fingertips
live while you can
because I can't see the moon

paradise awaits on the other corner of life, knowing
if you love a lot you'll find strength to sing alone
and perhaps you will see the moon

there are a thousand things I want to say
but I can only think of one.

yet I still can't see the moon.

poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
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The Moon Is Down

The Moon is down
your gone the suns up
i'm not; your up living
another day with joy and
laughter.

i'm lying down staring at the ceiling with an
empty feeling not knowing what to do. the night comes up
the moon is up I look at it think of you with a blue mood

I look at the moon once again. once its down i'm on the couch
alone looking back at those memories we spent together
looking up at the stars and turning our heads towards the moon,
sharing that moment. The moon is down your gone i'm here alone
staring at the only thing that reminds me of you not wishing for the moon to come down.

-Ed Torres

poem by Eduardo Torres
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Struggle with Darkness

The sun set and it was being dark,
A pitch dark night had fallen,
No light was there nor any spark,
A star shone at all of sudden,
And found all his friends sleeping,
He went and tried them awake,
One of them got up from his sleeping,
And asked why he made him awake.

Asked him making the earth light,
Cause there had fallen a dark night,
But, his reply was then shown,
'What can be done, O friend! Alone?
Without the moon we are what?
Against the darkness can't be fought,
Let's go to awake our moon
The earth may it light up soon.'

They both reached the moon and found,
The moon was lying on the ground,
And appeared, she was not fine,
Cause she had drunk the evil wine,
Unfair gifts had she been given,
For shining not in dark night,
Forgot she, her duty at all of sudden,
And let the inhabitents of earth fight.

The moon ordered them to go and sleep,
'What's the use for them weep?
We'll be given gifts for this deed,
And on duty we find nothing indeed.
'Second' of both agreed with the moon,
He went and slept very soon,
'First' was worried, but nothing spake,
And he put himself at stake.

He went respectively to each stars and;
Requested them to get up and shine,
Initially they were afraid being mixed in sand,
At last they all accepted his wine,
All of them when began to shine,
Like the ornaments of the sky,
The moon felt a tasteless wine,
On herself she was shy.

Getting up, the moon begged sorry to all,
And she shone at full of her might,
Lighten up was every mount, forest and wall,
And became silver the whole sight.
This revolution if on the earth befall,
No country would be worried but delight,
Be alive, no of your leaders can thee enthrall,
But know the deference between Black and White.

25/02/07

poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Phenomenon

How dark the night has become
that even the Southern Cross fades away
for hours before daybreak

and with it all the other stars are gone
as if this darkness swallows everything
and even the moon is under siege

and stargazers wonder what awaits humanity
while the darkness challenges their science and equipment
and how dark night has become.

No science can explain it and there is something unreal
from which this darkness comes that even conceals the sun
as if this darkness swallows everything

and this phenomenon draws the attention of the whole of humanity
and there are politicians making wild theories
for hours before daybreak

and religious leaders get upset
since the secular world does not comprehend the impact
from which this darkness comes that even conceals the sun

and they lay charge after charge
and there are deliberated with the key question:
how dark the night has become?

Preachers rise and are convinced that man does not serve God right
and that judgement is at hand
since the secular world does not comprehend the impact

and that something is going to hit earth with a bang
and the destiny of man is loudly lamented
for hours before daybreak

as if God is deciding the lot of man,
as if the universe has come to a standstill
and the judgement is at hand

and people even think of an outer space invasion
and alarmed they drive up and down.
How dark the night has become
for hours before daybreak

and the darkness just keeps on and on
and with it all the other stars are gone
as if the universe has come to a standstill
and even the moon is under siege.

poem by Gert Strydom
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A Little Song

When you, my Dear, are away, away,
How wearily goes the creeping day.
A year drags after morning, and night
Starts another year of candle light.
O Pausing Sun and Lingering Moon!
Grant me, I beg of you, this boon.

Whirl round the earth as never sun
Has his diurnal journey run.
And, Moon, slip past the ladders of air
In a single flash, while your streaming hair
Catches the stars and pulls them down
To shine on some slumbering Chinese town.
O Kindly Sun! Understanding Moon!
Bring evening to crowd the footsteps of noon.

But when that long awaited day
Hangs ripe in the heavens, your voyaging stay.
Be morning, O Sun! with the lark in song,
Be afternoon for ages long.
And, Moon, let you and your lesser lights
Watch over a century of nights.

poem by Amy Lowell
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Havana Moon

Chant...
Me all alone
Jug of rum
Me stand and wait for the boat to come
Is lonely night is quiet the dark
The boat she late its 12 o clock
Me watches the tide easin in
Is low the moon and high the wind
Havana moon
Havana moon
Me all alone
Me open the rum
Is long the wait for the boat to come
American girl come back to me
Sail way across the sea
We dock in new york the buildings high
We find a home up in the sky
Havana moon...
Havana moon...
Me still alone me drinkin the rum
Begin to think that the boat no come
American girl she tell a lie
She say till then, but she mean goodbye
Havana moon...
Havana moon...
Me lay down alone, no good the rum
Me fall asleep and the boat she come
The girl she look till come the dawn
She weep and she cry
Return for home
The whistle blow me open my eyes
Bright the sun blue the sky
Me grab me shoes, me jump and me run
Me see the boat head for horizon
Havana moon is gone da rum
The boat she sail me love she gone
Havana moon...
Havana moon...

song performed by by Santana
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RELATIONSHIPS- A Bitter Sweat Feeling

I'm finally in a relationship,
And more so I'm being advised to quit.
I question the motives of our relationship,
It just made me realized it wasn't what I had expected.
In a relationship there's no more I's it's two,
When decisions are made I can't think about myself, I include you.

In a relationship feeling better off single,
I'm stuck in a web and can't get untangled.
The constant arguing and accusations,
I am tired.
When he says it wasn't intentional,
Once too many times it becomes unbearable.
It's like you want me to hate you.
Actually I hate the things you do.
Deciphering what's hold me.
It's LOVE, an unknown and unseen entity.

poem by Anita Khelawan
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Come From Under the Trappings

Come from under the trappings.
Come from under your need,
To feed your gluttony.
Your needs to be strapped,
To that which can not touch you back!
Come from under the trappings!
There is much more to your life,
Than that!

Come from under the trappings.
Let your beliefs,
Remove the strangle hold and squeeze...
Placed upon the young.
Those that have followed you into darkness,
And have shielded from the Sun!
Those you have fed,
All the misdeeds...
That have blocked and shunned!
Come from under those trappings done.
They are shutting off your breath.
And speeding up your untimely death!

Come from under the trappings.
Come from under your need
To feed your gluttony.
Your needs to be strapped,
To that which can not touch you back!
Come from under the trappings!
There is much more to your life,
Than that!

You might as well!
They are being released from you physically!
Now...
It is time to remove yourself from that grind.
Come from under the trappings.
And find yourself that peace that awaits!
Those trappings can not define,
The quality of life when one has peace of mind!

Come from under the trappings.
Come from under your need
To feed your gluttony.
Your needs to be strapped,
To that which can not touch you back!
Come from under the trappings!
There is much more to your life,
Than that!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Circling Around The Moon

There may come a day when you grow weary
Troubled waters stain the paper cup
From other venues other voices carry
Slipped dreams soaking into thirsty dust
Maybe then and there youll find another
Lover with a blank and empty heart
Filled with breath and old cells to discover
Strenght to push the seas apart
Chorus:
On the day we met
I began to want you
On the day we met
I began to lose you too
Both of us circling around the moon
Both of us circling around the moon
There may come a day when you feel anger
China cracked and glued by clumsy hand
Veins of memory touching only hunger
The heart devours what it cannot understand
Chorus:
On the day we met
I began to want you
On the day we met
I began to lose you too
Both of us circling around the moon
Both of us circling around the moon
Maybe it whas then I saw my future
Saw it as a shadow on the ground
Beneath the earth old nails to discover
Strenght to hold my body down
Chorus:
On the day we met
I began to want you
On the day we met
I began to lose you too
Both of us circling around the moon
Both of us circling around the moon
On the day we met
I began to want you, want you
On the day we met
I began to lose you too
Both of us circling around the moon
Both of us circling around the moon
Both of us circling around the moon

song performed by by John Mellencamp
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If Our Sun Is A Star

Everyone living on Earth can see,
The Sun shining brightly...
With a radiance believed.

But when we leave this Earth,
Do we become stars...
To twinkle far?

And if our Sun is a star,
To shine brightly day and night...
Who and what is this,
Assigned to protect our existence?

Are we too not 'gods'...?
Here as a work-in-progress.
Awaiting to be assigned,
Somewhere in the Universe...
To exist eternally as 'divine'?

If not...
Why would God insist,
We exist to love Him first...
Above all others?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sun...............moon................ Nor De Stars

sun...............moon................ nor de stars

He gets up at night
& chatters about the sun
He walks in the daylight
& natters about the moon
He quarrels that moon is rhomboidal
He squabbles that sun is elliptical
Puzzled and perplexed am i
Is it that I am a fool
Or is it that he is a toddler
But yet he has the nerves
The nerves to stand up and say

That its just ignorance………
Sheer ignorance from your side
Oh hell……! Oh hell……!
Why do i?
Why do I go down my kneels and say
Say I am sorry
I havnt seen the sun nor the moon nor the stars
Fool hardy am I to say
My google tells me so
But am sorry I havnt seen the real sun star nor the moon

Not that am dimwitted or imprudent
The day i tell
The day i tell that moon is not rhomboidal

Nor is the sun elliptical

I will loose my love

The only love i have! !

poem by Dr DHANA LAKSHMI
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Odd thoughts crowd into my mind at night

Follow me, follow my soul breaking this darkness
Can you see it, can you feel me close to you now?
If you're scared, touch me, I've never been so real
all around us makes sense in this sleepy journey

Crazy odd thoughts crowd into my mind at night
sometimes they shine like childish eyes at the zoo
sometimes they weep like old people on a bench
the morning is so tired to start
the night is so short to end

The sun, the moon and the stars
the wind, the sea across the earth
we can go everywhere, we can do everything
all I want is breathing in your breath

Crazy odd thoughts crowd into my mind at night
premonition of good and bad news
bridges between our present lives
stairways to our impending future
silently I'm gathering my broken pieces

Oh please, don't let me down!
can't you see how beautiful is in here?
I wore my hair in a bun for you
I put my evening dress on for this feast day
I'm looking at you and I smile

The sun, the moon and the stars
the wind, the sea across the earth
we can go everywhere, we can do everything
all I want is breathing through your breath

poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Drop On By

Drop on by when the sun goes down
We can talk or just hang around
Shoot the breeze, tell me what you found
On your search for some common ground
Think of me when the moon is high
Counting stars in the clear night sky
Think of me when the moon is blue
Sitting here just thinking of you
I've been here and I've been there
It's the same most everywhere
We're all trying to get away
Live to fight another day
In my dreams I will follow you
Any place that you want me to
Tomorrow waits on the other side
Patiently for the sun to rise
Don't go now can't you stay a while
Light my night with your loving smile
Once you were gone but now your home
I couldn't bear being all alone
I've been here and I've been there
It's the same most everywhere
I've been here and I've been there
It's the same most everywhere
We're all trying to get away
Live to fight another day [2x]

song performed by by Ub40
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Gravitational Pull

The moon is about one quarter of the size of the earth in diameter and,
Love reacts with the realms to take you off your feet! !
But the moon has no light on it's own,
For it depends on the sun to give us light in the night.

Gravitational pull and emotional love,
The moon receives its light from the sun!
And like the hope of your dreams in the land of your birth,
For the woman was made for the man.

Only those who know the past can understand the present,
And like the medium of exchange! !
But some people only quote from the Bible without knowing their true meaning.

Move on with a smile on your face and leanr from your past,
And like plantain and Soya-beans in the land of your muse;
But with the benevolent way of expression to educate others,
For we are all affected by the gravitational pull!

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Sky And The Earth

Long ago the sky loved the earth.
But they could not meet,
Because of fear of sun's wrath,
Who paralyzed the earth with heat.

Then the sky cried,
And relieved the earth.
Through the rivers that flew wide
From angry sun's wrath

When at night sun went to sleep,
There was darkness all around.
And the sky used to weep
Until to help him moon and stars came round.

Now the sky could see the earth at night,
For the moon and stars shone bright.
Every thing was right,
Away from sun's sight.

But sun came to know,
And took a vow.
To punish sky and earth,
And asteroids and meteors took birth.

They smashed the earth raising dust cloud.
And the sky bust aloud,
And it wept continuously.
Until earth's scars were filled completely.

Sun became angrier because sky had dared,
To undo the punishment sun had ordered.
And now he shone more bright,
And the whole sky was set alight.

The sky yelped in pain,
But his every try was in vain.
For he had challenged the sun's might,
And got himself into a suicidal fight.

And to this day when the earth is warmed,
The sky weeps relieving earth's pain.
And it seems to meet at horizon,
And after sky weeps a rainbow is formed.

And to this day the sky is waiting
With patience unexhausted.
For the day when the sun will be dead,
And for the day of their meeting.

poem by Anjesh shekhar
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Remove the Limitations of Our Ignorance

Bow your heads,
And together let us pray.

Dear Father,
Creator of all our sensibilities.
You are the Sun of Power.
And 'we' Your reflections,
Leeching on this planet called Earth.
And nourished by the Moon with You.
To flourish as it is Your wish.

Dear Father,
Creator of all our sensibilities.
Remove the limitations of our ignorance,
Experienced!
And with the 'spirit guides' who have been assigned,
To protect us with their teachings...
Remove from our steps those obstacles we regret.
Although with each step...
Some of us forget,
How powerful You are, My Father.
And they choose to grieve themselves to death.
Like sheep blinded by self reflection,
But without direction...
Faithfully digested to respect.

And help us not to be just leeches.
Help us be the best of humans...
Creatures You believe can be,
Of a Superior Consciousness
Amen.
We love You Father.
And those 'guides' assigned to protect us.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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