Numb
Reality fades
As fiction becomes truth
Sounds blend to static
As my ears start to bleed
I'm walking on the moon
As the birds sing an entrancing lullaby
And the sky melts
From blue to pink
While the rain washes
The color from my eyes
My every hair stands on end
To hear the colors
My ears can't see
I close my eyes
Light still coms in
As they open
My world goes dim
Ain't the great
I'm numb
again
poem by Matt Mondschein
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A wold made of pink
It's just a new obsession
A color which makes me go insane
Pink is not any kind of fiction
Pink always helps me gain
Faith, confidence and everything I need
Trust, joy and a bit of laughter
This color helps me succeed
Pink is the color of my eyes
Only when I look at you
Pink makes me an angel in disguise
It's the color which brings joy to me and my crew
Pink is a color so mighty, so great
Pink is the color my face
Turns when I'm late
Pink is the color which nothing can replace
It's the color which I can't stop thinking of
Neither day nor night
Pink symbolizes my love
Pink is the color of the light
Which shines in my heart for you
It's the color of a wonderland
This color shouldn't be withdrew
It's the color of my imaginary sand
Pink is the color my cat wants to be
Pink is the color of the sun which shines
Pink is the color the world can see
Pink is the color which gives me signs
poem by Mia Peterson
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I'm gonna tell you
I’m gonna tell you
By: Jean Pullman
I am sick and tired of people walking all over me
As if I’m a doormat where you wipe your feet
I’m through with being walked on
I’m done with saying nothing’s wrong
CHORUS
I’m gonna tell you this once I ain’t gonna say this twice
If your smart, your ears will open and you’ll meet my eyes
Im gonna tell you the truth
I gonna tell you what I’ll do
If you don’t listen then I’ll beat the shit out of you.
I hate this feeling that you cause
If you’re not careful I’ll shred your face with my claws
So you might want to pay close attention
It’s on behalf of your life’s suspension
No more bullshit, only reality
No more of you just fucking around with me.
CHORUS
I’m gonna tell you this once I ain’t gonna say this twice
If your smart, your ears will open and you’ll meet my eyes
Im gonna tell you the truth
I gonna tell you what I’ll do
If you don’t listen then I’ll beat the shit out of you.
I am done and I hope you listened
Cause now my blood starts to thicken
I will read your eyes
And tell you all your white lies
But now I’ll let you go
Into a world you’ll never know.
poem by Jean Pullman
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That lonely girl
Somewhere 'neath the blue sky
But a little above the deep
Somewhere in this little universe
My ears can hear something
Yes my ears can hear a voice
Stranger than every familiar thing
Better than that butterfly injured wing
Nicer than that crying droplet
More beautiful than my old love song
Louder than the firefly whisper
Quieter than the moon cry
My eyes are searching that voice
May be someone is shouting
No
No, that’s a cry
Someone in this world is crying
Someone is weeping
But no one can hear
No one can see
People don’t hear
People don’t see
People are not people
People inhale love
But exhale nothing
People's hearts are full of nothing
Love is dead in their hearts
Love is where, the stars with weepy eyes are
Love is where, whenever you look down you see nothing but red roses
Love is where, the sky is simply blue and the rainbow's smile has seven colors
Love is in that lonely girl's heart
A lonely girl nigh the pond in rain
Yes it rains
Yes it rains to wash only her eyes
Yes it rains to cover people's colorless hearts
Yes it rains, cause after that, when the rainbow comes
People will know black is not the only color
I can think
I can feel
I can hear
I can understand
I can love
She is still crying
She is crying to prove that people are harder than meteor
But softer than nothing
No feeling
No understanding
She is crying
poem by Reihaneh Jalalian
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Can You Hear Me Lucinda?
I am yelling Lucinda...
Asking you to open up your ears--
For you have been deaf far too long--
For way too many years;
Theres so much that you've missed out on...
With those ears that have been closed...
Can you hear me Lucinda?
All of the rhyme, the reason, the prose? ;
And what of your eyes Lucinda?
How long are you going to just keep looking away?
The truth is staring you in the face, Lucinda...
All of the horrid of yesterday! ;
Is it all just too heart wrenching?
Too much for your broken heart to face?
Can you hear me now Lucinda?
Beyond all of the ruffles, trifles and the frilly lace? ;
Beyond all of their false praise?
Beyond all of your friends who only pretend?
Beyond all of the reality that you face this day?
Beyond all of your real enemies eventual end? ;
Can you hear me now, Lucinda?
Are your ears opened up wide?
Are your eyes finally focusing, Lucinda?
There is no reason for you to hide! ;
For it was always them, Lucinda...!
It was always their plans and their schemes...! ! !
Counterfeit souls with greedy greenback goals...! ! !
Who shattered all of your dreams! ;
I know its all too painful...
But face them you must-my dear!
Its time for your eyes to see them and their reality...!
And its time for your ears to fully hear! ;
June 2,2010
The Essence
poem by Theodora Onken
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When I Close my Eyes
When I close my eyes,
I can see my country,
Shining in the light, bright.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the trees,
Green against the skyline.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see stars shining cross,
The wide beyond.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the sunset behind your hair,
Halo shining in the air.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I hear the ocean waves,
Crashing on the shore.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the moon glistening,
Through your eyes.
When I close my eyes.
© 2012
poem by Nick Strong
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How Do We Write Happiness?
hair blown by the wind the two of us in the morning meadows
laughing and light as the air that carries us to the sea
you hold my hand you lead me you pull the kite with you
colors of blue and white spreading in the skies
you tie the kite on a tree and we lay ourselves on the grass
softness is you and my heart beats the notes of our love song
we sit side by side we feel we own this wide world
we hear the birds sing we listen to the flow of the river
we see how free are the fish riding on the currents
we look at each other's eyes, then we by instinct close
what was once open, we go inside us, gently our lips touch
there is so much color when our eyes closed
it tastes so sweet that our souls are like tongues licking
the sweetest honey on our skins on our whole bodies
we write happiness not in the usual words that they use
the ink is invisible the pen moves not with the hand but
with the heart with the soul
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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hair blown by the wind the two of us in the morning meadows
laughing and light as the air that carries us to the sea
you hold my hand you lead me you pull the kite with you
colors of blue and white spreading in the skies
you tie the kite on a tree and we lay ourselves on the grass
softness is you and my heart beats the notes of our love song
we sit side by side we feel we own this wide world
we hear the birds sing we listen to the flow of the river
we see how free are the fish riding on the currents
we look at each other's eyes, then we by instinct close
what was once open, we go inside us, gently our lips touch
there is so much color when our eyes closed
it tastes so sweet that our souls are like tongues licking
the sweetest honey on our skins on our whole bodies
we write happiness not in the usual words that they use
the ink is invisible the pen moves not with the hand but
with the heart with the soul
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Ears - My Eyes
My ears are my eyes because I am blind.
When I cross the street I listen for the sound of cars braking.
My ears are my eyes.
When I enter a room I tap my cane onto the floor and listen for the distance the echo travel to know how far I am away from someone else. My ears are my eyes.
I may never physical see the beauty of a spring day, but when I hear the birds are chirping, bikes constantly peddling by and lovers saying I love you. I know it is a beautiful spring day. I may be blind but I still see my ears are my eyes.
Note: No I am not blind myself but I know several people who are and this is me letting the rest of the world how they see through my poetry.
Alive Again
I'm all alone,
It's dark in here,
And for some reason,
I'm filled with fear,
All I remember,
Is walking 'cross the street,
And the bright headlights,
That knocked me off my feet,
I'm in so much pain,
I see a white light,
The light's so warm,
And so bright,
I start walking,
Towards the light,
But then I hear,
A familiar voice,
More start to join it,
They plead in my ears,
They tell me to stay,
With them now here,
I start to walk back,
The pain is intense,
But I don't want to leave,
I want to stay here,
I see someone now,
She holds out her hand,
I can't see her face,
But I do trust her,
I grab her hand,
She leads me away,
I see another light,
It's softer this time,
We stop at the light,
I want to walk through,
The bright light it beckons,
But I don't want to go,
She doesn't come with me,
But I see her face,
She's an old friend,
That died before me,
I tell her goodbye,
She smiles and waves,
I walk through the light,
And everything fades,
I open my eyes,
A friend's holding my hand,
They seem so relieved,
I'm alive again.
poem by Kelly Aragon
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Far Away
Walking out on the shore
Casting stones at deep blue gazing eyes
Circles open the door
Loving faces start to rise
Sometimes I feel I'm drifting far away
And I can hear a song from far away
A song that will be living on and on
And you're the one I'll sing it to
Sahara sand in my eyes
Longing for some rain to wash them clear
The sun won't give me no smile
If my love won't bum the fear
And if it's only a dream
I don't wanna be a seer of your kind
If it's reality
You just keep on dreaming blind
Sometimes I feel I'm drifting far away
And I can hear a song from far away
A song that will be living on and on
Some day I'm gonna sing it all along
song performed by by Zeno
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No Lullaby
Keep your eyes open and prick up your ears ---
Rehearse your loudest cry.
Theres folk out there who would do you harm
So Ill sing you no lullaby.
Theres a lock on the window; theres a chain on the door:
A big dog in the hall.
But theres dragons and beasties out there in the night
To snatch you if you fall.
So come out fighting with your rattle in hand.
Thrust and parry. light
A match to catch the devils eye. bring
A cross of fire to the fight.
And let no sleep bring false relief
From the tension of the fray.
Come wake the dead with the scream of life.
Do battle with ghosts at play.
Gather your toys at the call-to-arms
And swing your big bear down.
Upon our necks when we come to set
You sleeping safe and sound.
Its as well we tell no lie
To chase the face that cries.
And little birds cant fly
So keep an open eye.
Its as well we tell no lie
So Ill sing you no lullaby.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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My Colors
My colors are
blue, pink, and
black.
Blue...because its
the color of the
sky...and it’s the
color of the ocean
too...
Pink...because its
one of the colors
for love, and
pink roses...
Black...because its
the color of the sky
at night...and because
most of
my friends wear it.
poem by Lisa Parks
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Asylum
My tears are blue,
My eyes, Purple, green and black-
Yours, I do not know the color of-
I may have met you before in some dark alley-
Your eyes are shut as you sleep- You, I do not know.
All eyes are upon me now- Orange, blue and yellow-
The sky is green and clouds are maudlin-
Blood falls from eyes of sorcerers,
Tears, blue as deep sea water- falling from my eyes,
My eyes are purple, green and black.
Trapped inside a place unknown-
Unknown to my spirit's heaven-
Locked inside this devil's paradise- I cannot fathom reality.
I weep blue tears, combining with the blood
Pouring from the ceiling so dank and dark-
Turning purple and magenta, in hue-
Your lips are red- red as rage,
My hair is dark and dark as is Satan's advocate's
Please somebody rescue me!
My tears are blue, my eyes,
Purple, green and black- the color of yours
Still remains a mystery- When shall you awaken?
Only in good time, my friend, only in good time-
The face of the clock on the wall is orange - Its hands lost in space-
I am lost and beside myself- while you sleep-
We are locked inside of an asylum- I heard-
You are sleeping, still as the locked door before us-
I wonder, are you dreaming or are your dreams turning to nightmares-?
My ears are ringing, I am blue- they just told me through the keyhole that
I am locked inside the world of my delusions?
Through your eyes I could read your thoughts but
Your eyes are closed as you sleep- and my eyes, are closed to the world.
Colors and more colors before me, my tears are blue,
I am blue-please release me from my pain.
I know I have been told in time I will be but the clock upon the wall
Has no feelings-just decorating this chamber of hell with
Its bright orange face as my blue tears fall
Onto the urine stained floors of this confinement-
My soul dissolves into nothingness, while blood drips from the ceiling-and
I wonder- do they make keys that unlock minds from the cells of their delusions?
Somebody just painted my world black and I am doomed to be trapped here
Forever…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Snorkling At Crocodile Island
you jump into the sea
with a wish
to sea the world of the fish
blue and green
and some bubbles
and slimy and slim
and slippery
to hold
you open your eyes
to the world of seaweeds
and sea urchins
you find something different now
the world where you do not utter a word
to describe
if something is beautiful
you find something's shut
up
your ears and nose and mouth
you open your eyes
to the possibility that in the world so beautiful
as inside the sea
you need not have a nose
a mouth, two ears
because beauty need not be said
they can only be
seen
and contemplated upon.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Finger Tip To Finger Tip
If my eyes were flowers
they'd bloom
in your view;
my hands
extensions of
your sky blue
eyes.
If walking
is common place
not so now
for each step
draws near our wedding day.
I lay down in the creek bed
and the Water Bliss
washes over me.
My crown
of Fleur de Lis
harbors the sounds of birds singing.
Light my footsteps,
long my faith
ever extending
this road we take
and that
is all the meaning
I need
in this life;
you and I
finger tip
to
finger tip
souls
embraced.
I do.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Afternoon Sky
I dream of a sky pink, orange and blue
hughes of purple are scattered there too.
Each color softly fades as the night starts to invade
but until this lovely site is through
I'll look at these colors; pink, orange and blue
poem by Elizabeth Walker
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The dove of truth
The dove of truth is sitting in our garden
Our gaze inside the room
Light and truth just outside our window
Our eyes see only gloom
The dove of truth is making dovely sounds
Our ears like better beat and drum
Love and truth just outside our window
But our ears are deaf for them
The dove of truth is still sitting in our garden
Her message clearly there
Love and light just outside our window
But our egos would not care
If just our ego could be silenced
The dove of truth is never far away
Truth, light and love is all around,
Our soul will pray.
poem by Aufie Zophy
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Lullaby Lullaby My Lovely One
(traditional german lullaby)
Lullaby, lullaby, my lovely one
Close your eyes and sweetly dream
Lullaby, lullaby, my lovely one
Sleep in moonlights silvery dreams
Up above so slowly sailing by
The moon roams across the sky
Lullaby, lullaby, my lovely one
Close your eyes and sweetly dream
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Welding In Pink
Even though sound organs are not dance,
The words are flowing out.
Even though a pair of ears are lost,
We can hear the sound of flower growing.
The pink words that will be saying by eyes
And the pink words that will be heard with ears
If it will be made up by mixing white and red,
it will be so bad.
God's Gifts
GOD gave man two ears so that he might hear
Man's truth and also man's lies,
Then also to help man find his way
GOD then gave man two eyes,
Man was then given just one mouth
And also just one tongue
So he would tell the truth and not a lie
And he was gifted that, when he was young.
Two ears for man so he can hear everything
And two eyes for him to see without fail
One mouth and one tongue for the truth
But still from all these gifts; man fell.
poem by Randy McClave
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