The Stalker
first came the obsession stage
then their mind became full of rage.
it does not matter if they're man or woman
for it is the same, their obsession becomes a game.
it usually starts off as admiration or a desire
to be with a person who has sparked their fire.
they start to fantasize every day
and how in their lives, the role they'll play.
it starts off simply as becoming their mate
and when that fails it turns to hate.
but in their minds all they could see
is that it's a love 'between her/he and me.
they feel that it's their heart, thats in control
and that it will touch the others soul.
they can not see that they are obsessed
with an inner desire, and that they are
not a knight in shining armour.
soon their mind and actions become as one
then they may reach for a gun.
for in their mind they belong together
and that their lives will be much better.
but when they realize that they've been rejected
than their minds become more infected.
from here on they no longer become a talker
instead they change their hat to a STALKER.
they will follow the person all around
in hopes that they will have a chance
to be their savior, and then looked upon in favor.
they have no concept of the hurt that they create
and the fears that they put a person through.
but in their minds, thats not what they do.
they were put here to enter that persons life
to become their husbands or their wives.
in their minds, they can do no wrong
for their love is much too strong.
fear the STALKERS- for they know not what they do
don't let them get close to you.
poem by Louis Rams
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Differemt People
Well things can be broken down
In this world of ours
You dont have to be a famous person
Just to make your mark
A mother can be an inspiration
To her little son
And change his thoughts, his mind, his life,
Just with her gentle hum hum
So different, yet so the same
Two sisters only have their parents to blame
Its rare that two can get along
But when they do, theyre inseparable
Such a blessing comes to few yeah
The sky is full of clouds and
My worlds full of people
You got the different kinds with different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones the same
He and she, two different people
With two separate lives
Then you put the two together
You get a spectacular surprise
Because one can teach the other one
What she doesnt know
While still the other fills a place inside
He never knew had room to grow
The sky is full of clouds and
My worlds full of people
You got the different kinds with different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones the same
Oh ueah and once in a while I sit back
And think about the planet
And most of the time I trip on it
To kick back and think about
How massive it all is
And oh how many others are on it yeah
I often think about the world
In which I live today, of animals and plants
And natures gifts set on display
But the most amazing thing
That Ive seen in my time
Are all the different people
And all their different minds minds minds minds
And different ways
It would take a lifetime to explain
Not ones exactly the same
So many different people
So many different kinds
So many many many different people
So many different
Look at me, Im a person
Look at me, Im my own person
So many different people
So many different kinds
For better or for worse, different people
song performed by by No Doubt
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Poetry To Me
What is poetry to me- it is words of beauty-words of life
Words of love, pain and sacrifice.
Words of showing and growing and needing and feeding
Words of hope and despairs, wanting and cares.
Poetry takes you into the minds of mankind
From days of old to the present time.
Poetry takes you on trips that you've never been before
And opens up every door.
Poetry becomes a longing, a want, a desire, a need
On which your mind must feed.
It becomes a life within itself
And takes you to the heavens and down to hell.
Poetry becomes a flaming desire
And only writing can put out this fire.
I call it my passion while others say it's my obsession
Yet! No matter what they may think or say
Poetry is here to stay.
So many different types of poetry
For the different minds 'you see'.
You will always find one that will give you meaning
From a loving heart to one that's bleeding.
Jump on the bandwagon and take a hold
For with poetry ' life unfolds'.
poem by Louis Rams
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catch Them Young' I Say..
I will blend two minds and will shout aloud
To the world, ' Here is the final human mind'.
I will infuse two hundred passions in to it and will sing aloud
To the throngs, 'Here is a mind that sans no glory heard ever'.
I will invent two million ordinary mortals and will speak
To their hearts, ' Here is your role model to frame a mind still'.
I search for the minds to be blended
And many minds flash before my eyes.
I like none - 'All are too narrow', I tell.
I search for the minds once again
And many more minds flash by, none appealing.
An agony strikes me, 'Where are those great minds? '
A millenium passes,
In the drought of mothers who give birth to none great
My blending dreams remain as a mirage
And I begin to write an elegy on the death of minds.
In the inner self of my mind that can never be blended with any other
A nightmare roams with all its scaring images.
I will blend two minds one day but I will not tell about it.
Or else I will tell someone to find them and catch them.
' Catch them young', I will tell him.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Kolaveri Di.. Vavroovahana Patra
The Song Kolaveri Di is Melodious;
Enthuses the minds of young persons, Fulfils desires.
The melancholic song is delighting;
Tranquilises the depressed minds, is very enchanting.
Young guys, girls dance enjoying the inner meaning;
The song is enchanting delighting.
The song enhances love affection in minds silently;
Young person’s enchant delightfully.
The beloved allures lover gaily;
The silvery girl allures the lover silently.
Singing the song, lover’s mind enchants, drinks the nectar of peace pleasantly.
The love song tranquilises the minds of crores joyously.
The melodious song is appreciating;
Poet’s mind is delighting.
Is inspired hearing the song gleefully.
Mind enchants silently.
The song of separation from the heart of hero reverberates in the
Environment;
His mind reminisces the past love with merriment.
Desires to live with heroine’s memory melancholically;
Desires to live singing the songs of reminiscence pathetically.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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A Story of Light in Daytime
I was sitting with both my best friend (mind well and dirty minds)
Mind well: Why do you? Been a few days I noticed you always anxious?
Dirty minds(suddenly jumped and danced in front of us)
Me(surprised) : Hey, you surprised me..! !
Dirty mind, he says: Forget him, forget him. I say, forget him.. lalalalaa...
Mind well (screaming) : What do you mean? !
Dirty minds: Why do you continue to keep him in mind? While you certainly feel hurt! What a fool you. (Mind my evil stare sharp)
Me: I'm...
Dirty minds: stupid people! That's right, stupid! Its still just thinking about it, expect it. Did you know he's thinking the same as you? Stupid, stupid, stupid.. lalalalalaa (dirty minds again danced for joy)
Mind well (up to me to hug me) tried to calm myself: You shut up - not noisy and ugly dancing like that in front of us.
Dirty minds: Yes yes yes because she is foolish.. Hahaha.. Silly girl! (Laughter off shrill and deafening) . Did not she already get a replacement then why still hold him in all his feelings? Huh!
Mind well asked me: Yeah right he said. I agree and I know it, you've got someone better than him, why are you still double your heart? What is against you about him? While the new arrivals he is better than he that old?
Me(only able to look at both my best friend without the energy of heart) . I throw away my eyes from them, staring blankly existing floor..
Mind well: Follow your heart. Because he is 'the voice of your Lord' - he'll lead you to the peace of your heart..
Dirty minds (replied) : Yaa she is right.. Forget him. Once again, forget about him, stupid girl. Take care of the new arrival, get rid of him a long time because you will not need it anymore.
Me: My best friend! (I cried) Now I know what to do now! And who I care about now! Yes yes yes, I know now - I know it now..
I grab the hands of dirty minds I took him to dance..
Dirty minds try to tease me: Heyy, take your hands out of my hands, clever girl! Hahaha.. We were laughing and dancing together.
My smile is back now - I will see any peace with you, O, my new lover. Thank my Lord for blessing me.
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Obsession Is A Blessing
Obsession is an irrational desire,
Often occurring across the genders,
Objectionable sometimes with danger,
Affecting mostly the low esteem ones.
The unfulfilled desires cause obsession;
The misplaced affection is the result.
The change of venues and diversions
Of attentions may mitigate the effects.
To turn a writer is a good option.
Obsession will drain in catharses.
Obsession can make outstanding writers.
To have fantasy of it is a safe rout.
The forbidden or the formidable
You are obsessed with, can be brought to you
Literally by imagination
And can be enjoyed by mind and physic.
To be obsessed with the one not your sex
Is the most pleasurable experience
Which one can have even in one way path
Without prejudice to reputation.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Take me for who I am
Why cant you accept me?
Accept I am a person.
I have feelings too.
Just like you.
I hurt too.
Just like you.
I still feel.
Even though I hide it.
I still feel.
Take me for who I am.
Stop hating me.
Cuase Im not like you.
I have my own mind.
Take me for me.
Im not gonna change.
For you or any one else.
Im a person to.
I feel and hurt the same.
Just like you do.
I am a person.
Im still a person.
No matter what I do.
Or different ways I have.
Im still a person.
Please stop juding me.
Take me for who I am.
Afeter all Im a person too.
Im just different from you
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Small Minds
Small minds truly think alike, while, we have the mind of Christ,
For Christ has a Glorified mind, one which is of an eternal kind,
So all believers think far above, small minds, which I speak of,
Those believing there’s no God, and limited to this earthly sod.
We’re seated in heavenly realms; small minds, this overwhelms,
Seated in Heaven with Jesus Christ, Who’s given us eternal life,
A thought that is much too tall, for their thinking, which is small,
Small enough to dismiss Truth, that from God has all the proof.
All the proof man could need, to believe, but they will not heed,
Since they dismiss The Creator, they have no need for a Savior,
But, in due time they’ll find, they were mislead, by a small mind,
By the thinking much too small, to accept God, Who is over all.
We may be shallow in their eyes, however, in Christ we are wise,
With the mind of Christ our Savior, as we embraced our Creator,
The One Who created all we see, The Lord God over all Eternity,
Christ is Lord, over all, my friend, as all shall see come the end.
But the small minds can change, in the Power of Christ’s Name,
When they see they were blind, they too can have Christ’s mind,
By repenting to turn to God’s Son, the very Creator of everyone,
When God’s Truth they believe, the mind of Christ they’ll receive.
Love Is Fire
Its a long dark day
When we realize and understand
That weve come so far
Destiny lies close to home
L will do what l can
To keep my spirit safe and strong
If I fall on the way
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Chorus
Love is fire
Hate is stone
We desire
What we cant hold (oh no)
When theres anger
(outa) outa control
Hate is fire
Love is stone
Time deals its hand
How can we live in tenderness?
When the world seems so cold
To those who choose to take a stand!
Ooo, if l refuse to walk the line (walk the line)
Or see my dreams through someones eyes
(you know that) iii take that chance
cause nothing ever stays the same
Love is fire
Hate is stone
We desire
Ooo, what we cant hold
When theres anger
(outa) outa control
Hate is fire, ooo
Love is stone
Love is fire
Hate is stone
We desire
What we cannot hold
When theres anger
(outa) outa control yeh
Hate is fire
Love, love is stone
(you know that) love is fire
(I need to know youii see me through)
Hate is stone
(doesnt matter what we choose to do)
We desire,
Ooo, what we cant hold
When theres anger
Runnin out of control
Hate is fire
Love, now iove is stone
Love is fire
Hate is stone
We desire
What we cannot seem to hold
When theres anger
Its runnin, runnin out of control
Hate is fire
Love is stone
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Lonely Person
Every person
Is a lonely person,
But doesn't realize it,
Until it starts to hurt.
The loneliness
Is buried
Under layers
Of activity and commitment.
Take away those
The loneliness is exposed
And it starts to hurt.
The lonely person
Thinks he or she is a special case.
So do the others.
They treat the lonely person like a contagion,
Which the lonely person isn't.
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Mind Food
Mind food collects in my stomach,
And so I am an esper, the powerful one,
Who injects beliefs into disillusioned minds
For the spirits I request.
It takes a kilo year, a thousand years,
To abstain from powers so great,
Like a needler in the head and mind;
It needs too much mind food.
Minds of intelligence can grok, and spill
Valuable thoughts as well.
Minds need to be understood by scars
That feed into other minds - this is my religion.
poem by Naveed Akram
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In The Spending Of Their Time
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives.
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
Hopefully,
They will come to realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
No one can be all-knowing,
If one has never been alone.
Or have been on their own...
To know the true meaning of self-evaluation.
Or value emotional devastation.
If one has not,
Opened up that lock.
If no one takes the time to stop,
To take 'inventory' of their stock...
That seems for them to never come,
With a dropping of a blocking...
That stuns and shocks.
They will never know,
How this affects and hurts one so!
Those me-me, I-I activities...
Isolates the mind.
Sickens the body.
And darkens a lost soul.
People who do not appreciate,
Their blessed lives.
Or those equally blessed,
God places into their lives...
Hopefully,
They will come to eventually realize...
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In the spending of their time.
There is an ungrateful self-centeredness,
In their blinded minds.
And...
In time,
When they are left confined...
Behind.
With no one concerned...
What it is in their lives,
Or on their minds.
They will come to learn to yearn!
In the spending of,
Their time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No-one
Key:-a - anita
R - ray
R: Ive been searching a long time and I just dont know
I try to catch solutions, I try to catch the flow
Thoughts running through my mind, maybe the man in the front, yo
Was the man from behind
Where is the place where I dont have to watch my back
When I can just go without protecting my sex
Will it come? no-one knows, hey yo. no-one knows
A: no-one can resist the desire
To escape to paradise
But it seems like theres nothing else to do
But to dream and fantasize
R: on and on to the break up comes
Uh uh uh cheer
No-one knows
R: you better recognize when I pass your way
Its the techno-rap singer by the name of ray
Can we compromise to have a better place
Can we reach the goal to have an equal race
So amazing how things change
But were growing up so it aint that strange
The inspiration comes through the nation
Will it last, no-one knows, no-one knows
A: no-one can resist the desire
To escape to paradise
But it seems like theres nothing else to do
But to dream and fantasize
A: escape to paradise
Dream and fantisize
Yeah
R: no-one knows, yo, will I know
Like janet jackson thats the way love goes
My minds playing tricks, theres no way out
No-one can hear you, not even if you shout
I feel the pressure, you can not measure
Time will tell, heaven or hell
How will the world survive nowadays
No-one knows, hey yo, no-one knows
A: no-one can resist the desire
To escape to paradise
But it seems like theres nothing else to do
But to dream and fantasize
A: no-one can resist the desire
To escape to paradise
But it seems like theres nothing else to do
But to dream and fantasize
A: hey hey hey hey
No-one knows!
Hey hey hey hey
No-one knows!!
Escape to paradise, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
No-one can resist the desire to escape to paradise!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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In my pseudonymous works
‘ there is not a single word which is mine’
there is only this third person
this second person this first person
who shall speak for me in different
tongues and minds, there is no
knowledge of their meaning
except as a reader expressing
himself now, in relation to myself
not, it is now his private relationship
to himself opening to himself
revealing himself, and I will
not be responsible. He is now
giving himself, and devouring
himself when I am not looking.
I take the door, I take the exit
Now he comes, he then lives.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Can One Person Do
(n. rodgers/g. smith)
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
Ill never stop
Im too strong for that
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Everyones gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Dont be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
Im tellin you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That Im gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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When One Meets A New Person
When one
Meets a new person
Rarely one leaves
A lasting impression
One forgets meeting
That person
The one who leaves
A pleasant feeling
In the first meeting
Engulfs the heart and mind
One wants to
Meet the person
Again and again
Anxiety and desire
Increases
A fondness develops
Wish to strengthen
Relations
Is foremost in the mind
The unknown
Becomes known
And one’s own
Remains nearer
With heart and soul
Becomes unending desire
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Respect Him more
I was....
Like to criticize other
Like to make fun other
Like to give a wrong judgment
Like to think i always right
Like to push someone to follow me
Like to think maybe other girl jealous of me
Like to think well.... i am cute, boys will love me
Like to think well.... i am smart, i can work everywhere i want
But now, Lord open my mind and soul
After i married to this man
He makes me change my mind
I use my feeling more then anything
I choose to be an observer
Then if i write
It's more about me
and it's like a mirror to see my own
Then, i can change what should i have to change
I always be a optimist person
Like my brother always remind me
Now, i know what his means
I thank to God to have those brothers who love me
Who say my name on their prayers
To those lovely wives
Beautiful and smart wives
Bring cheerful and happiness in to my ordinary life
Then, i give my heart to be build by God
When me and my husband learn to respect Him more
I Am
I am free.
Free from fear.
Free to be me.
Free from pain and hate.
I am loved.
Loved by those I love.
I am needed.
Needed by those I need.
I belong.
Belong with those who treat me right.
Belong with those there for me.
Belong with those I'd never forget.
I desire.
Desire a life of joys.
Desire a future bright and strong.
Desire a family to love.
It all seems so strange.
How all these connect.
And how it all starts.
With being freed.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Thanksmisgivings
THANKSMISGIVINGS
Edward Iacona
There's a little tradition on Thanksgiving
In which the family and each guest
Takes a turn before the dinner
To tell how their lives are blessed.
Each person speaks of gratitude
Within their minds reflection
As she listens and waits what does she think
In her personal introspection.
Does she give thought to her family
Once united, happy and strong.
Or a single thought to her husband
And how she did them wrong.
Details here are unimportant,
As our hurt remains inside.
Does she have any accountability
To consider how she lied.
If there's a mental inquisition
If recent past comes to her minds door...
My question ends with a preposition
What could she be thankful for?
poem by Edward Iacona
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That Someone
i don't understand
why would you lead me into liking someone
if only u know that i'm not going to get anything i want from that person
it's funny how i thought it wouldn't be serious
but then again
everything flipped
i guess i was wrong
because i don't know how
but my feelings grew
it's funny how i would always think about that person
wonder if that person thinks of me
the way i think of them
and because of that i would love to read minds
just see if i could have a peek of his
whats funny is that i feel like no one makes me happy like the way he makes me feel
i would love just to erase everything in this world
and just keep him
because that would be the one thing that would make me feel satisfied
poem by Yoelina Peralta
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