State of wakefulness
When you look at me,
My painful thinking stops and turns into tears.
Your unsaid words are still waiting,
Uttered to be expressed,
By cramming into palate.
I know them all,
As you know your fingers,
Which, apparently, touch me tenderly,
While they send me the thrill of separation.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Laughter Turns To Tears
Makeup on your shoulder silence in the air
Tonight those telltale signs are everywhere
As you lay beside her talkin' in your dreams
The game is up and laughter turns to tears
Every time you phone her with a dumb excuse
She starts to think that she's outgrown her use
You'll be home by midnight workin' late it seems
The penny drops and laughter turns to tears
Do you think she's crazy
Don't you think she knows
Do you think she's taken in
Don't you think it shows
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
You can send her roses say she's lookin' great
You can talk of love but it may be too late
You may think she's jokin' as her laughter teems
But with tears
And laughter turns to screams
chorus
Now it won't be easy
Finding words to say
how you really feel inside
You take the game away
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
One day it's gonna shake you up
Take you by surprise
Someday it's gonna wake you up
Tears in your eyes
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears x2
song performed by by Hollies
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Tender
tender is the heart, that tosses and turns
tender is the heart that wants to learn
tender is the heart that you see
tender are the hearts of you and me
tenderly i look in your eyes
tenderly i see the fire rise
tenderly i touch your face
tenderly i feel your embrace
your love has fallen into a tender touch
and that is the reason i love you so much.
now with all the tenderness i give
i know that our love will live.
poem by Louis Rams
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Tenderly
(nayan/christopher bednar)
Across the room you gave a glance
Your soft, sweet eyes put me in a trance
And since that day youve cherished me
So to my heart youll always hold the key
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, how your touch can set me free
You baby, youre the only one
Its the little things youve given me
The time we spend so preciously
The special way you act when Im around
Your gentle kiss brings me up when Im down
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, how your touch can set me free
You baby, youre the only one
When were all alone it feels so right
Making love to you all through the night
The softness in your touch it shows me how you care
I want you so much more with each day that we share
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, how your touch can set me free
You baby, youre the only one
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, only you can set me free
Baby, tenderly, is the way to handle me
You, baby, youre the only one
song performed by by Tiffany
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The sentence of love...
Many thoughts live inside my head,
Yet quite often they go unsaid.
So many thoughts that were not spoken,
Were they merely just a token? ...
Were the thoughts that meant the most,
The ones I never got round to post?
Have I missed the chance to save us all?
I think the chances must be small...
For if those thoughts meant so much,
We should find a way to stay in touch.
Thought understands feelings in a way,
That mere words could never convey...
And just because these words go unsaid,
Does not mean to life that they are dead.
For special words have meaning so true,
The words I'm thinking of are 'I love you...'
So although the words I don't often say,
May not be heard each and every day.
When the sentence of love my head does start,
You shall live forever in my heart...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Lover's Gifts XXVIII: I Dreamt
I dreamt that she sat by my head, tenderly ruffling my hair with
her fingers, playing the melody of her touch. I looked at her face
and struggled with my tears, till the agony of unspoken words burst
my sleep like a bubble.
I sat up and saw the glow of the Milky Way above my window,
like a world of silence on fire, and I wondered if at this moment
she had a dream that rhymed with mine.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Liberty Sought For All
Words keep filling my brain.
I rarely write them down.
Because as soon as I empty my head.
Words start filling my brain again.
I can never empty my head.
For there remains too much unsaid.
Poignant thoughts, enlightened ideas, ideals.
Waiting for a poet to bring them to heal.
Words. Words. Words. Words. Words.
Whirling Whirling Whirling Whirling Words.
Waiting for a chosen moment, of precise creativity.
Waiting for a special moment, of ordained existence.
Waiting to transform
a corrupt materialistic world.
Waiting to put compassion
back into heartless hearts.
Waiting to restore love
vitality freedom and nobility.
Waiting to herald a new age
of heaven sent realized liberty.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Alankar (Decor) -27
She Is Waiting..
(Rondelet Sequence)
She Is Waiting
For the best match, best life partner
She Is Waiting
To think of her way his thinking
And vice versa each a partner
Life through to go smooth a partner
She Is Waiting
She Is Waiting
For one gone overseas far
She is waiting
Promised to return promising
Soon grown rich with the rich on par
His else spouse, but unsaid so far
She Is Waiting
She Is Waiting
Much like the goddess in penance
She Is Waiting
Ridden of that poor life hoping
To lead a life in tuned sonance
With her husband full of pleasance
She Is Waiting
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Touch By Touch
(r. zito/a. barrow/j. esposito)
I can tell by the look in your eyes
That you like what you see
I can tell by the touch of your hand
That youve got what I need
Baby theres no hurry
Weve got no worries
Lets take all night
Give me sweet lovin
Come taste my honey
Into the light
Touch by touch
Your fingers do the talking
I need to hear so much
Touch by touch
Now youre getting closer
To what I want so much
I can tell by the woman in me
Youre the man that I need
So much lovin that comes from your heart
That you give tenderly
Come take my hand
Ill show you where
Where you can lean
Baby theres no hurry
Weve got no worries
Make me believe
Touch by touch
Your fingers do the talking
I need to hear so much
Touch by touch
Chemical reaction
Makes me give it up
Touch by touch
And put your arms around me
Baby wrap me up
Touch by touch
Now youre gettin closer
To what I want so much
song performed by by Diana Ross
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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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Unsent, Unsaid
Unsent, Unsaid
A favorite song plays in the background,
Every lyric reminding me of you.
Conversations running through my head,
So many things that I wish you knew.
Every time that you brought me happiness,
I just never quite knew what to say.
I was afraid to say the wrong thing,
Thinking it would make you go away.
Every night I did the same old thing,
I wrote poem after poem on my bed.
I love you written a hundred ways,
Because of fear, they were never said.
The stack of poems stands tall.
Not one ever made it to you.
You simply walked away from me,
And a love that you never knew.
If only I would have taken a chance,
I know that you would still be here.
At night I still write you many poems,
Only now the ink is mixed with tears.
A growing pile, never ceasing,
Never signed, never read.
Painful letters engraved in papers,
Unsent, unsaid
poem by John Samson
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Send Them Home Tenderly
Send them home tenderly,
The sleepers at rest,
With hands meekly folded
On each silent breast;
Let them come back to slumber
Beneath northern skies,
Where true hearts may weep o’er them,
And prayer incense rise.
Send them home tenderly,
The noble and true,
Scarce gone from their hearthstones -
Scarce whispered 'Adieu'
Gone forth for their country,
It’s rights to sustain,
But, all bleeding and lifeless,
Returning again.
Send them home tenderly,
Our martyr'd and brave,
With the stripes and stars round them,
All robed for the grave.
Bereaved mothers shall clasp them
In pride to their breast,
And the good of our nation
Shall weep where they rest.
Send them home tenderly,
Each wound gaping wide
Shall send myriads of voices
From the dark purple tide;
And strong hands shall be grasping
The bright, unsheath'd sword,
With fresh fervor to battle
For right and the Lord.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Desire
From the very first rush
To the very last sigh
In a moments touch
To the whole of time
Be the secrets of pain
Kiss the tears that you cry
Just to hold without
Get to touch within
From the sound of your breath
To the taste of your skin
Id give all my days
Just for one of your nights
Ive just got to get next to you
Let it out, let it go
Chorus:
Desire, make it physical
Looks to feed the thrill
Desire, with its hungry eyes
Closing for the kill
Desire, all thats left in me
Tears the night in two
Desire, like a primitive
Claw my way to you
Are you thinking of me
Like Im thinking of you?
How the innocence dies
In a passionate stare
A shaft of light
A silent dare
The call of the wild...
From the very first crime
Of original sin
To the carnal lie
Where the truth begins
Just to feel your nails
Lift me up like wings
Ive just got to get next to you
Let it out, let it go
Chorus
song performed by by Asia
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Sometimes Love Doesn't Enough
So many words unsaid
And the unsaid becomes too late
What do we have other than regret?
I love you, I really do
But sometimes it doesn't enough
So many waiting for tomorrow
And tomorrow becomes more rows
What do we have other than sorrow?
I love you, I really do
But sometimes I should have you
So many questions to be reason
And reason lose its importance
What do we have other than illusion?
I love you, I really do
But sometimes it is hard to keep the promise
When sadness turns to anger
And anger spreads its poison
What do we have other than bitterness?
I love you, I really do
But sometimes it causes a greater pain
When secret becomes distance
And distance stretch us further
What do we have other than doubt?
I love you, I really do
But sometimes I want back my freedom
When night invites the worry
And worry starts to swallow me
What do we have other than shadow?
I love you, I really do
But sometimes it's only lonely
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Letting Go
I still hear my voice
It's calling in my head
But if I had only one choice
I'd leave it left unsaid
Unsaid
I try to reach you but my senses got so blurry
And I, try to teach you but my words come out so muddied
And I, if there's one thing that I should let you know
It's go away
But I keep fighting and I'm finding your injustice
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
If I can't have you and the dreams you put inside my head
I would not leave you but I keep you here until our death
You think it's over, there's a gun in my head full of lead
I want to use it but I can't abuse it and that's why
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
(Unsaid)
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing me you just killing me
'Cause killing you is killing me
song performed by by Ill NiO
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Letting Go
I still hear my voice
It's calling in my head
But if I had only one choice
I'd leave it left unsaid
Unsaid
I try to reach you but my senses got so blurry
And I, try to teach you but my words come out so muddied
And I, if there's one thing that I should let you know
It's go away
But I keep fighting and I'm finding your injustice
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
If I can't have you and the dreams you put inside my head
I would not leave you but I keep you here until our death
You think it's over, there's a gun in my head full of lead
I want to use it but I can't abuse it and that's why
It's just killing me (killing you)
I cannot breathe
Just let me go (killing me)
Or this will break me
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing you is just killing me
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
What are you waiting for?
You will never get away
What are you waiting for?
You will not get away
(Unsaid)
My inner voices
Are part of my disease
'Cause it's pushing me to hurt you
But killing me you just killing me
'Cause killing you is killing me
song performed by by Ill NiO
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I See You in Your Fingers
I see your fingers
I see you in your fingers
I see your history from your fingers
I feel your touch from your fingers
They don't tell a lie to me
They don't give me a fake smile
Or promising kiss
But they give me a warm hold
and tickling touch
I see you from your fingers
I see the truth from your fingers
I see you in your fingers
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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There are times when hope
There are times when hope,
when the belief in what can be
is the only thing staying with me
and however life slopes
up and down mountains and dales
there are far too much unsaid
and the painful goodbyes
at times leave tears,
are full of fears
and of misunderstandings
that people suffer silently
and when I am judged by other people
may my actions, my words,
my motives and intentions
lead others to true conviction,
to happiness and how things should be.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Parable Of The Four-Poster
Because she wants to touch him,
she moves away.
Because she wants to talk to him,
she keeps silent.
Because she wants to kiss him,
she turns away
& kisses a man she does not want to kiss.
He watches
thinking she does not want him.
He listens
hearing her silence.
He turns away
thinking her distant
& kisses a girl he does not want to kiss.
They marry each other -
A four-way mistake.
He goes to bed with his wife
thinking of her.
Sher goes to bed with her husband
thinking of him.
-& all this in a real old-fashioned four-poster bed.
Do they live unhappily ever after?
Of course.
Do they undo their mistakes?
Never.
Who is the victim here?
Love is the victim.
Who is the villian?
Love that never dies.
poem by Erica Jong
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With no words
Nicely missed page with no words
No imprints but waiting order from lords
Soon something may be out to adore
Lot many unsaid things to adore
This is how page is filled
Sprit is revived and not killed
Many may catch it as inspiring zeal
Many may think it not fiction but real
Word may not remain as words
It will be sharp weapon like sword
May cut through many sweet hearts
Provide healing touch at the start
Such is power and strength
Words to fill and create the length
A surface to write and inscribe
If so worth to describe
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Think twice
Love grows thicker
Whether or not together
Are she and he,
As long as
Each longs for the other.
Separation is not the end
If inspiration lasts till the end.
A neem coated capsule.
Once the longing is gone
And he is out thrown
Separation is the end.
Desperation stays till the end.
A sweet coated venom.
For her, if he is
A hair cut off,
An unwanted one,
The hair leaves
Its life and its pain too.
She is no more
To him, nor any more.
Separation is a thrill
If the love persists.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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