Truth and Lie
Knowing the truth means
Knowing things as they really are
And as water is
The mother-womb of all things.
So is the truth
For the human beings
We all need to be rescued
Even sometimes
We lie to ourselves
Straining to feed
The illusion of happiness.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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I Want to Be True
I don't want to be clever or witty or wise
I just want to be true.
Truth?
Truth was us when, inside me, you looked into my eyes and found my love,
Truth was us when we laughed and played,
Truth was us when you cared too much for me to make love to me,
Truth was us, when knowing me, you were brave in your words and helped me be true.
Truth?
Truth was your tenderness, your joy, your heart.
Truth was my surrender, my giving, my happiness.
Truth was your love, was my love, was the love we created between us.
The truth was our honesty and ease.
Truth?
Truth is the emptiness I feel at my loss of you,
Truth is my naïve hope, all present, that you will come to me,
Truth is the pain at night while I grieve for you,
Truth is my smile and my love playing the memories.
Truth is this moment, the now, the present.
The truth is I had something more than wonderful, and I can't have it anymore.
The truth is I so wish I was with you.
Truth?
So many truths?
I will be true in the moment. x
poem by Susan Cook
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Unspoken truth
The truth hidden in me
Is the thing nobody can see.
I am acting as a treasure keeper,
Hiding it to be discovered.
Truth has its own fate
Reality is known by it.
After knowing the truth,
You will know what it worth.
Things seen by eye and heard by ear
Will not be believed and not to be care.
This is the only truth unspoken.
It’s thee truth of life,
Hide it to survive.
If anybodies knows
Please don’t let it to flow.
If shared than gone,
All will run towards the throne.
Beauty of life end there
When unspoken truth of life is know here.
poem by Amar Ghimire
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Hideaway
i dream back of the past, where the womb i stay, is nothing
but a place where i can be in a day.......
moving out is not but a dream that everybody is busy, looking
something that everybody couldn't see......
my thought is humble to think that, in the shelves i use to play is
but a womb's mother i usually think that it is easy to be free....
i always ask even if it takes lust, all the memory is gone, only
the bad things is fun....
all it seems, it is fine and everything is with me, knowing i made
it for that day, wandering for every joy would leads me to make
me happy.....
i have stand on my own, i know where i go, believing that i am a
little god, great as it could be, never i hold to the womb iam
fold.....
innocent as a child, all day long i wait to the mother breast i suck,
to the milk iam glad, leaving behind the pain i my hands
let the hideaway may come in my dreams i stand, may you always be
in my mother womb i stay..... for only in my mother's womb.... i
could be free
poem by Antonio Liao
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Happiness is
Happiness is
Knowing you're not alone,
Knowing its infinite,
Feeling true unconditional love,
Being free,
Being you,
Being true,
Not telling lies,
Looking to the skies,
Knowing where you came from,
Being home,
Learning the truth,
Teaching others,
Growing,
Ascending,
Marvelling at everything around you,
Feeling the earth beneath you're feet,
The wind on you're face,
The rain washing away you're fears,
The fire incinerating the dead making way for new life,
Happiness cannot be bought,
It just is,
Happiness is everywhere,
Feel its embrace.
poem by Akasha Love
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The Dark Truth
Truth is I don't believe.
Truth is All truth is volatile
As far as heaven is concerned
pain on earth may be to heavy to on to st peters golden rope.
Truth is blood is not thicker than water.
Blood quenches human greed
Water washes it out your throat
Truth is dissonance is cognitive, why do you search?
Truth is you are not who you think you are.
Truth is you may just be a thought of the darkness that harness your light.
Truth is (justicia) wears a transparent blindfold
Truth is her blade pierces only the soft hearted
But how do I know this truth, the only truth and nothing but the dark truth?
I once believed.
poem by Bernardo Adantor
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How Can You Sleep?
How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really do Loves you Feels Bad He Let You Go?
How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really Loves you cant sleep at night?
How can you sleep, knowing that the one who Really do Loves you cant Eat Because you are no longer there?
How Can you sleep, knowing that all he wants to do is hear your voice every night before he goes to sleep?
How can you sleep, knowing that everyday all he do is long for your touch and the warmth of your Lips?
How can you sleep, knowing that your on his mind everyday, Minute, Hour, Second?
How can you sleep, knowing your his one and only, even when your not together?
How can you sleep, telling him truth about him but not being true to yourself?
How can you sleep, not telling him what you know you want him to know?
How can you sleep, knowing he put his trust in you and you let him down?
How can you know so much yet so little?
How Would You Sleep Knowing That One Day Soon Will Be The Last Day You Ever See Him Again Knowing He Did You So Good And Yet One Day You Let Him Down?
poem by Nathaniel Hayes
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Truth Is Free of Deception
Truth has descended upon us unannounced,
And people are discovering their shallowness.
They are hiding to cover themselves under fresh lies!
Believing they can not be seen!
They do not know they always were.
Since truth is free of deception!
There can be only one truth!
And when the truth sets you free...
Believe it!
It sets you free to see deceivers!
Even encased within steel and walls of concrete,
They can not hide!
Not who they are.
Not from inside!
They run to God not knowing it is HE who reveals them!
Not knowing HE is also SHE...
Of the WE of US He has made!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Religion And Magic
Who are these fellows?
Religion - Magic
Are they siblings who seem remarkably similar?
Are they identical twins - fantastically alike in all things?
Are they but two sides of the same coin - the coin of illusion?
Which came first - religion or magic?
The answer remains shrouded in the dim mists
Of our early steps on the stage of our existence
Magic - creator of illusion masked as reality
Religion - creator of illusion from reality
Both create illusion - purvey the same mask
Magic and religion present illusion as truth
This is my view
Another may be for you
Yet know this - If you believe illusion be truth or truth illusion
The result is the same.
Claude H Oliver II
4/28/2012
poem by Claude H Oliver II
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Sad But The Truth Is On
There are too many bold,
Sad but the truth is on.
And too may all-knowing for their teachers.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they say their teachers can't teach,
Or read, or write to them...
On their lowered levels.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Many never knew about a hug to touch.
Sad but the truth is on.
There's just too many needing loving.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they don't believe a lesson taught to them,
Reveals and begins to grow to show.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad about the truth!
The truth for so many has gone.
It's so sad to see it...
Nonexisting.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's sad about the truth,
Today!
For so many that truth is gone.
It's so sad today...
That,
People sit back to watch it too!
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
'Cause nothing in the air is fair there!
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Human Being
[INSPIRED BY JON LONDON'S 'UNHEARD EARTH'
THANK YOU FRIEND JON]
Truth has been known here for long
truth has not grown into a song
MAN'S IDENTITY
seems to be causing
more and more of casualities
WHO AM I?
WHO ARE WE?
WHAT IS THE TRUE BOND
BETWEEN US
on a day to day
on a minute to minute
on a dawn to dawn
on a flower to flower
well in every flowering
we look at this truth
face to face
we as HUMAN BEINGS
have started focusing
we have made ourselves sharp
sharp and focused....we become
something other than a
HUMAN BEING
In life from then on
we deal with the focus and sharpness..that
the others are made up of
the natural glitter in the child's eye
we loose slowly...and
that is the absolute happiness
that we loose
from the best receptor
we become
the best attacker
we never relate
we only deal with
focused and sharp
HUMAN BEINGS
who they are not
AS HUMAN BEINGS
we are the greatest naturally
AS HUMAN BEINGS
we are the greatest receptors of all
till then.....
let us be the receptors of all
Focus and sharpness
has made us into some thing else
we no longer interact as HUMANS
A competitive edge
survival of the fittest
all these have made us
into something else
just as law cannot
similarly a diplomat
cannot...connect
us with our lives
as individual receptors
we have so many sharp ends
we are not aware of..ours is a birth
of HAPPINESS
There is no two sides
to happiness
not a grim looser..there is none
to a bright winner
LIFE HAS TO BE LIVED
THERE IS NOTHING TO WIN HERE
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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poem by David Keig
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Give Me Some Truth
Im sick and tired of hearing
Things
From uptight-short sighted-
Narrow minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just give me some truth
Ive had enough of reading
Things
By nuerotic-pyschotic-
Pig headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just give me some truth
No short haired-yellow bellied
Son of tricky dicky
Is gonna mother hubbard
Soft soap me
With just a pocketful of hope
Money for dope
Money for rope
Im sick to death of seeing
Things
From tight lipped-
Condescending -mommies little
Chauvinists
All I want is the truth
Just give me some truth
Ive had enough of watching
Scenes
Of schizophrenic - ego - centric
- paranoic - prima - donnas
All I want is the truth
Just give me some truth
song performed by by Lennon John
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Do Or Die..(part 1)
how much time does it take
time to realize
time to cry
time to die
longing spirits low
making guilt high
its better to die then to
realize and cry
enable to judge the people
disguised as friends
disguised as love
disguised as human beings
far longing behind dignity
of poor
of human
of truth
the truth of life
the truth of living
the truth of happiness..
poem by Shania Bhayana
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
Whoever brushes aside even a part of the truth, whether through intention or oversight, is doomed to fall. The truth he lacks thrives on negligence, and brings down whatever is built without it. It is easy to resolve our problem knowing its components than resolve them without knowing them.
quote by Jose Marti
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Sonnet: The Winner Is God And His People
There are some things that money cannot buy;
There are some things whose value priceless lies;
There are some things decided by Most High;
There are some things one does before one dies.
It is a war between good and evil;
It is a war between virtues and vice;
It is a war between man and devil;
It is a war to save man- God's device.
If God is Truth, how can the Righteous die?
If God is Goodness, good men will survive;
If God is potent most, success is nigh;
If God is Alpha, He’s always alive.
Yet knowing this, man tends to forget God,
To claim powers God-1ike looks rather odd.
poem by John Celes
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Optical Illusion
Now an optical illusion
is when your eyes
play tricks on you.
It shows you things
that are not really there.
The old saying of only
half believe what you see
has more truth in it
than you would believe,
as we don’t always see things
the way they really are.
Take an abstract painting,
take a closer look at it
and see how many things
your mind can make there.
Watch the clouds
roll by overhead
and look at the different shapes
that are created there.
The next time you look at something,
just be aware
it could well be
an optical illusion there.
21-22 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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True happiness.
Happiness is knowing,
that you are truly loved,
But that someone special.
Knowing that you are secure,
With the person you are,
Is also happiness.
Happiness is knowing,
that you have learned,
to believe, trust and most of all,
Love yourself, for the person that you are.
Having accomplished all that is needed,
to be a complete person on the inside,
Only then, can we be truly happy.
Being happy with ourselves,
We are ready to accept the happiness,
that awaits us in our lifetime,
And that is the greatest happiness of all.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Long Since Have I...
Long since have I...let go of blame;
Long since should we have...let go of shame!
Ever since have I...looked forward, the day
Where you might...say you love me...say!
All days since have hardened my resolve;
All days since ther have been to solve
This quixotic journey we've been on...since that day,
All-knowing of Justice...since our way lay!
Ever-knowing, all-powerful, inimitable...is it!
Truth, more than all, shall allow our leave of this rift!
Adjudication, all that it means, redemption saved!
Perhaps one day soon, they shall see all I gave!
Ever-present, ever-knowing...as He is too;
Known, but to Him, the answer...for now...then you!
Maurice Harris,7 December 2007
poem by Maurice Harris
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It Is Fair Enough
when i write something about what i do not know
and you read and feel that i am writing about what i do not know
and we become two persons
knowing fully well that we are on some things that we do not really know
wanting to know and trying to know
i think it is fair enough
we begin always from the acceptance of our ignorance
indeed a good beginning
and from there we make the little steps toward this knowing
of what we are, who we are and where we are going
because in truth, one must reserve a space, open the window
to let the wind come and fill the spaces of this void this ignorance
poem by Antonio Liao
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