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Sonnet VI: Is It to Love

Is it to love, to fix the tender gaze,
To hide the timid blush, and steal away;
To shun the busy world, and waste the day
In some rude mountain's solitary maze?
Is it to chant one name in ceaseless lays,
To hear no words that other tongues can say,
To watch the pale moon's melancholy ray,
To chide in fondness, and in folly praise?
Is it to pour th' involuntary sigh,
To dream of bliss, and wake new pangs to prove;
To talk, in fancy, with the speaking eye,
Then start with jealousy, and wildly rove;
Is it to loathe the light, and wish to die?
For these I feel,--and feel that they are Love.

poem by Mary Darby Robinson
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Chant

We cant turn back the clock
But we can chant for love
Lets cut the idle talk so we can
Chant for love
We always have the time to quarrel
About such problems as money and war
Lets put it off until tomorrow
Who needs another dose of sorrow?
It dont necessitate an act of faith
To chant for love
What alibi is strong enough to wait
To chant for love
Though we dont hold the reigns of power
Somebody else seems to be in control
We mustnt waste another hour
Well get directly to the soul
If we can
Chant
For a world united
Chant
For a world thats dying for love
The hare krishna plays a drum and bell
When he chants for love
The tribal priest is afraid of hell
So he chants for love
I am not pushing some religion
Dont get me wrong,
I never mess with such things
Just be true to your own vision
This is your personal decision
The dervish spins to a hu hu hu
When he chants for love
Nobody knows what the angels do
When they chant for love
Youre at the bottom of the ladder
Someone may try to tell you where you should start
But the words, they never matter
If you can feel it in your heart
Then you can
Why dont you chant?
You can chant
Chant, chant, chant ...

song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Hold On To Your Dream

In life we have our pains and sorrows
Face mountains we think we can't climb
Nothing can there's always tomorrow
You feel like giving up, you say you're out of luck
But then you hear a voice in your mind
Telling you to
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
till the day that life is said and done
This world is filled peaks and valleys
With rivers we think we can't cross
To busy keeping sorrows telling
You say you're at you're in
You say you never win
But then a light comes on in your mind
Till you
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
Until the day that life is said and done
If you wanna hold on to something
You better hold on to your dreams
If you want to hold on to something
You've gotta hold to your love
To your love
So if they try to burst your bubble
It's cons they haven't done em all
And when you feel you are in trouble
Hold your head up high and feel your heart inside
And know that you are never alone
Just as long as you
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a father to his son
Don't let anyone ever steal your joy from you
Hold on to your dream
till the day that life is said and done
Hold on to your dream
Cause they're always worth having
Hold on to your dream
Like a mother to her child
Don't let anyone ever steal your dreams from you
Hold on to your dream
And do your best to always wear a smile
Hold on to your dream

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Parents Deaf Ears

they are parents and they say
they know what love is about.
but! they don't hear their
children scream and shout.

all they see and feel is the love
they have for one another.

for they are blind and can not see
the hurt upon their children
and the pain that they are in
when no love is shown from within.

children should be shown love every day
and words of encouragement in every way.

when they go away to school
and they need to hear your words of praise
or 'a call' to see if they're alright.
it is not much of a plight.

pick up that phone and let them know
the choice they made, is the way to go.
and if they need with someone to talk to
pick up the phone, thats all they have to do.

you are the parent and must set the example
of what love is all about
do not wait for them to scream and shout.

what if they never let you know
just what they feel
and their love you have to steal.
to climb into the backs of their hearts
and to make a new start.

is this the example that you set?
you will lose them
on that you can bet.

what happens when your spouse is gone?
will their love still hold on.
or will you have turned them away
because you had nothing to say.

open your heart and show them you care
for later on, they'll be right there.

poem by Louis Rams
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Prove Your Love

(seth swirsky, arnie roman)
Prove your love
Got to prove your love
I hear all about what you can do
But I got to know
Is it true
Your telling me to trust
What should I believe
You promised so much
But talk is cheap
You tell me that youre serious
But I gotta know for sure
You say how much you want me
But Ive heard it all before
(prove your love, gotta prove your love
If you want to be with me tonite
Show your stuff , cause words are not enough
I want to hear your body talk to mine)
Boy I can feel a love is on the rise
A message revealed in your eyes
You know I cant wait
To know your passion
Its not to late
So take some action
Can you say that when youre through
Ill know what love is all about
Well, baby Ive been patient, now
Im ready to find out
Chorus
You can tell me that your serious
But I gotta know for sure
You say that you want me
But Ive heard it all before
Prove your love gotta prove your love
If you want to be with me tonight
Show your stuff, cause words
Are not enough
I want to hear your body
Repeat

song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Dreamin On

I dont know but Ive been told
Theres a place where dreams are bought and sold
Id like to steal me a dream with you
Together we can sail the oceans blue
Do you feel like I do?
Dont get me wrong
But I need your love
And I feel like dreaming on
But I wake to find you gone
Hope you like the things I say
I look forward to the day
When I can take you into my life
One day you just might say youll be my wife
And I dont want to push
I dont want to rush you
But I need your love
And I feel like dreaming on
But I wake to find you gone
And I feel like dreaming ...
Throw this caution to the wind
Be my lover, be my friend
If it goes wrong well start anew
What else are we going to do?
And I feel like dreaming on
But I wake to find you gone
And I feel like dreaming on
But I wake to find you gone
And I feel like dreaming on

song performed by by Howard Jones
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Oh! Doubt Me Not

Oh! doubt me not -- the season
Is o'er when Folly made me rove,
And now the vestal, Reason,
Shall watch the fire awaked by Love.
Although this heart was early blown,
And fairest hands disturb'd the tree,
They only shook some blossoms down --
Its fruit has all been kept for thee.
Then doubt me not -- the season
Is o'er when Folly made me rove,
And now the vestal, Reason,
Shall watch the fire awaked by Love.

And though my lute no longer
May sing of Passion's ardent spell,
Yet, trust me, all the stronger
I feel the bliss I do not tell.
The bee through many a garden roves,
And hums his lay of courtship o'er,
But when he finds the flower he loves,
He settles there, and hums no more.
Then doubt me not -- the season
Is o'er when Folly kept me free,
And now the vestal, Reason,
Shall guard the flame awaked by thee.

poem by Thomas Moore
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When there is nothing to talk about

We feel, yes we feel each other’s thoughts
And there will be nothing to talk about,
We understand what we mean with what
We see and how we feel it, we do not
Talk because words would be so empty,
In such situations as these when we love
And still love, words are unnecessary,
With one glance with a little gaze,
And blink and quiver of your eyelashes
And how I flash a sudden wink,
There is no need for words, we always
Understand, willing to cater to what
The other needs what to do this time
Till the next, our hands still feel exactly
Our wishes granted our dreams fulfilled
So what is there to talk about, my love? .

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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God Neither Known Nor Loved By The World

Ye linnets, let us try, beneath this grove,
Which shall be loudest in our Maker's praise!
In quest of some forlorn retreat I rove,
For all the world is blind, and wanders from his ways.

That God alone should prop the sinking soul,
Fills them with rage against his empire now:
I traverse earth in vain from pole to pole,
To seek one simple heart, set free from all below.

They speak of love, yet little feel its sway,
While in their bosom many an idol lurks;
Their base desires, well satisfied, obey,
Leave the Creator's hand, and lean upon his works.

'Tis therefore I can dwell with man no more;
Your fellowship, ye warblers! suits me best:
Pure love has lost its price, though prized of yore,
Profaned by modern tongues, and slighted as a jest.

My God, who formed you for his praise alone,
Beholds his purpose well fulfilled in you;
Come, let us join the choir before his throne,
Partaking in his praise with spirits just and true.

Yes, I will always love; and, as I ought,
Tune to the praise of love my ceaseless voice;
Preferring love too vast for human thought,
In spite of erring men, who cavil at my choice.

Why have I not a thousand thousand hearts,
Lord of my soul! that they might all be thine?
If thou approve—the zeal thy smile imparts,
How should it ever fail! can such a fire decline?

Love, pure and holy, is a deathless fire;
Its object heavenly, it must ever blaze:
Eternal love a God must needs inspire,
When once he wins the heart, and fits it for his praise.

Self–love dismissed—'tis then we live indeed—
In her embrace, death, only death is found:
Come, then, one noble effort, and succeed,
Cast off the chain of self with which thy soul is bound.

Oh! I could cry, that all the world might hear,
Ye self–tormentors, love your God alone;
Let his unequalled excellence be dear,
Dear to your inmost souls, and make him all your own!

They hear me not—alas! how fond to rove
In endless chase of folly's specious lure!
'Tis here alone, beneath this shady grove,
I taste the sweets of truth—here only am secure.

poem by William Cowper
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Third Sunday After Easter

Well may I guess and feel
Why Autumn should be sad;
But vernal airs should sorrow heal,
Spring should be gay and glad:
Yet as along this violet bank I rove,
The languid sweetness seems to choke my breath,
I sit me down beside the hazel grove,
And sigh, and half could wish my weariness were death.

Like a bright veering cloud
Grey blossoms twinkle there,
Warbles around a busy crowd
Of larks in purest air.
Shame on the heart that dreams of blessings gone,
Or wakes the spectral forms of woe and crime,
When nature sings of joy and hope alone,
Reading her cheerful lesson in her own sweet time.

Nor let the proud heart say,
In her self-torturing hour,
The travail pangs must have their way,
The aching brow must lower.
To us long since the glorious Child is born
Our throes should be forgot, or only seem
Like a sad vision told for joy at morn,
For joy that we have waked and found it but a dream.

Mysterious to all thought
A mother's prime of bliss,
When to her eager lips is brought
Her infant's thrilling kiss.
O never shall it set, the sacred light
Which dawns that moment on her tender gaze,
In the eternal distance blending bright
Her darling's hope and hers, for love and joy and praise.

No need for her to weep
Like Thracian wives of yore,
Save when in rapture still and deep
Her thankful heart runs o'er.
They mourned to trust their treasure on the main,
Sure of the storm, unknowing of their guide:
Welcome to her the peril and the pain,
For well she knows the bonus where they may safely hide.

She joys that one is born
Into a world forgiven,
Her Father's household to adorn,
And dwell with her in Heaven.
So have I seen, in Spring's bewitching hour,
When the glad Earth is offering all her best,
Some gentle maid bend o'er a cherished flower,
And wish it worthier on a Parent's heart to rest.

poem by John Keble
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Everyday Is A Poem To Me

the people i love
and talk to, in some ways, do not talk
candidly, perhaps because of too much love, not really unspoken
because they want to hide it,
it is just because, i know, there are no exact words
to describe
what they feel,

it is
the same with me, feelings thriving but the inability to speak
is there, and so we use such symbols as a touch
of the hand
or a blush on the cheek, or some fingers landing at the back
of our soft skins

one need not say what longing and loving is
the lips have more to say
in fact, than the words coming from the mouth
or the mere
laying of her head on my shoulders

oh, the hug and that gaze and the clasping of my hands
to her hands,
such sensitivity that makes us feel
every rising of the hair

not in fear, but in the absence of letters fit
for the feeling

breakfast together
and then the parting and meeting again
tonight

they are all metaphors

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Young May Moon

The young May moon is beaming, love.
The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love.
How sweet to rove,
Through Morna's grove,
When the drowsy world is dreaming, love!
Then awake! -- the heavens look bright, my dear,
'Tis never too late for delight, my dear,
And the best of all ways
To lengthen our days
Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!

Now all the world is sleeping, love,
But the Sage, his star-watch keeping, love,
And I, whose star,
More glorious far,
Is the eye from that casement peeping, love.
Then awake! -- till rise of sun, my dear,
The Sage's glass we'll shun, my dear,
Or, in watching the flight
Of bodies of light,
He might happen to take thee for one, my dear.

poem by Thomas Moore
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Sonnet III: To a Nightingale

Poor melancholy bird---that all night long
Tell'st to the Moon, thy tale of tender woe;
From what sad cause can such sweet sorrow flow,
And whence this mournful melody of song?

Thy poet's musing fancy would translate
What mean the sounds that swell thy little breast,
When still at dewy eve thou leav'st thy nest,
Thus to the listening night to sing thy fate!

Pale Sorrow's victims wert thou once among,
Tho' now releas'd in woodlands wild to rove?
Say---hast thou felt from friends some cruel wrong,
Or diedst thou---martyr of disastrous love?
Ah! songstress sad! that such my lot might be,
To sigh and sing at liberty---like thee!

poem by Charlotte Smith
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Renewal for M lady Lucianne

The moonlight slyly penetrates
the curtained windows of my room.
Though hesitant illuminates
the empty silence wrapped in gloom.

Although I have no interest
because I shun the world outside
The moon insists she will invest
her silver light, with me abide.

I’m desolate and in despair
I hate the world from which I hide.
I am benumbed no longer care.
I’m contemplating suicide.

I have the wherewithal at hand
the sleeping pills I have stockpiled.
The moon issues stern command
I will not let you die my child.

Why should I live there’s nothing left.
There is no happiness for me
My love is dead I am bereft
alone, unloved and solitary.

My goddess brooks no argument
I have no choice I must obey.
She is supremely confident.
She knows I dare not disobey.

And she is right I do not dare.
I hear again my lover’s voice
“ Do not give in to black despair
my love. That is the coward’s choice.

You loved me long and faithfully
no woman could have asked for more.
All of my life you cherished me.
You’re young enough to love once more.

My mood then changed dramatically,
of black despair no slightest trace.
My love had come to set me free
to find someone to take her place.

I am quite sure she’ll stay close by
until I meet her chosen one
Then she will spread her wings and fly
content that I am not alone.

Was it a dream or was she here
and did she really talk to me.
I’ll never know for sure I fear
but I can move on hopefully.

The love we shared will never die,
Though I may find a new romance.
It is her wish that I should try
She’s granting me a second chance.

She loved me so unselfishly
in the same way that I loved her.
Without a trace of jealousy
so to her wishes I defer.

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Question

Joy flows through my heart
As I think of the one question that put the grin on my face
As I think of how this will start
And as I feel my mind being covered in this happy lace

I think of the feeling I got when you asked me
When you asked me to be yours
I think of it and smile as so you can see

I feel my heart becoming full
I feel my mind screaming with joy
For now my life won’t be dull
As I think of how I can say “that’s my boy”

I remember the light that you put into my eyes
When I think of the feeling of love
I rember how I have entered the bliss and left the demise
And how my feelings rise above

I hear your name and now I can say “he’s mine”
And I can tell people how I feel
When someone asks how I am I can see more than fine
The love for you in my heart no one can steal

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Poem If This Love Only Exist In My Dreams Than I Want To Sleep Forever

If this love only exist in my dreams than please do not wake me up
because I'm so deeply involved with this dream that I want it to last forever.
I feel so comfortable when I'm in my dream it almost like I'm in reality
everything feels so real your touch is just so tender your kiss is just so sweet
My word how can this be a dream when it feels so real to me do you feel the same or is it just me, me and my dream
but what kind of life can you have sleeping cause in my dream you the only thing that makes sense
what about other part of my life should I just abandon them because of my dream because of you my so called love or rather soul mate. Every time I wake up reality checks in and remind me of how unhappy I am with you but I am so in love with you, maybe I should spend my days sleeping so please do not wake me up cause I'm so in love with my dream.

poem by Zinhlejobe Sithole
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Steal Away The Night

Now I feel the time is right
Love will flow like wine tonight
Give your love and it will come to you
If you feel that you and me
Could escape and hold the key
To a paradise that's true and free
Steal away,
Steal away
Steal away - the night
Now I've met your honesty
You are here and I am free
Broken chains have fallen all around
Point my finger at the fools
Broken chains and broken rules
Let it be rebellion rules tonight
Steal away,
steal away
Steal away - the night
Can it be a dream come true
Now that I am here with you
Tearful eyes of joy is something new
Runaway with me tonight
Dream the dream,
Light the light
Happiness is what you give to me
Steal away,
steal away
Steal away - the night

song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Chasing You Into The Light

Lying next to you in the dark
Listening to your pounding heart
The sheets are tangled around your waist
I watch the dream moving on your face
Feel you shake, hear your cries
Running in the dark trying to open your eyes
Come on baby, wake up
Ive followed you across the days and years
Been there for the thrills and the tears
Chasing you from state to state
Waking, dreaming, I try to relate
Why should I be somebody you fear
When youre asleep and Im so near?
Dont even know why Im in your dreams
I got control over none of these things
Morning comes, hard and bright
And Im exhausted from running after you all night
Chasing you into the light
Yeah Ive been reaching for you baby
As if I could reach you when you dream at night
But I never can quite
I aint lying here awake by myself
You better wake up
Theres something I want to talk to you about
You better wake up
I love you girl, tell the world I do
Theres nothing I wouldnt do for you
I want to rescue you like you rescued me
From a life of doubt and uncertainty
Thats why Im chasing you
Chasing you into the light
Go for a walk on the pier with me baby
Now as the dawn comes over the night
Watching the stars in the sky disappear maybe
Youll find a way to let go of your fright
The sea is deep, the world is wide
Ships are leaving for the other side
This whole city will be waking soon
And in the east
Clouds are strung out behind the moon
Chasing her into the light
Wake up

song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Theatre Of Dreams

Oh can I lie here, can I whisper; can I tell
you anything that you want to hear,
Is it thoughts, is it feelings, is it what you
need, can I make you feel good,
It's just something that I thought that
you'd like, in a world that's dying,
Oh I can see you smiling. Oh, can I do this
for you?
In the pale and lonely light you feel so
exciting ah,
I fail the words, I need to speak to tell you
how,
You can love who you love, you can be who
you want, in the theater of dreams,
Oh, you can love who you love, you can be
who you want, in the theater of dreams. In
the theater of dreams.
Oh can I touch you, can I hold you, I can
do anything, that you want me to,
Does it hurt, is it OK is it what you need to
make you feel good,
I got something that I think that you'd like,
in a world that's changing,
Oh I can feel you smiling, Oh can I do this
for you?
In a pale and lonely life, you seem so
exciting ah,
I fail the words, I need to speak to tell you
how.
You can love who you love, you can be who
you want, in the theater of dreams.
Oh, you can love who you love, you can be
who you want, in the theater of dreams.
This is where you open up your mind, yeah.
This is where you lose, lose your chains of
time.
In the theater of dreams.

poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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Talk To Me

(David Grissom/Kevin Hunter)
If your heart is willing, then your head can rest
Start at the beginning, lay it down on my chest
If your soul is living, do your best
Start at the beginning, I'll do the rest
If you can tell me what you're thinking
Find the words for how you feel
Understanding is forgiving
I can give you what you need
Darling, talk to me
As I sit here breathing, as I watch you undress
As your shoulder catches the sun in the west
As you cry so softly, put your fears to rest
Forgive yourself, let your tears steal your breath
If you can tell me what you're thinking
Find the words for how you feel
Understanding is forgiving
I can give you what you need
Darling, talk to me
If you can tell me what you're thinking
Find the words for how you feel
Understanding is forgiving
I can give you what you need
Darling, talk to me
Talk to me
Talk to me

song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Suzy Lee

There's a story
I would like to tell
My problem is
It's one you know too well
It's one you know too well
Me Suzy Lee
The one i'm speaking of
The question is
Is she the one i love ?
Is she the one i love ?
(all right)
Is she the one i love ?
She'll send me flowers
With her tears bored inside
And you know what i'd do
I would run and hide
I would run and hide
And the paper
On it was my name
With the question
Do you feel the same ?
Do you feel the same ?
To end this tale
The one i'm speaking of
I wish i have an answer (but i don't know)
Is this really love ?
Is this really love ?
Is this really love ?

song performed by by White Stripes
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