A truth of love
A truth of love
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It is often sought
Blindly and completely
Possessively to be held
In a moment of life
Capturing its essence
To share and enjoy
To embrace fully
That kind of passion
The sex and desire
The time given
Each conversation
Slowly learning
More still to know
Never knowing it all
A mystery still remains
It carries a fear
Which strikes deeply
Still its sought
Blindly and completely
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Fear of falling
Falling in the black,
Fear of falling,
Fear of falling alone;
Standing on the edge,
Peering down below to
The tiny abyss,
Running as far away as possible
From the reality
In a moment
Between hope and despair;
Plunging to the death,
Being unable to navigate the pain,
Soaring down
The iceberg of sadness,
Being completely at His mercy,
Like losing control
But never losing control;
Wanting to be completely free;
Searching the own face
In the mirror
In its fogged glass,
Remembering untouched promises,
Feeling His presence,
Feeling the emptiness
And His missing;
Falling blindly,
Falling alone;
Trying to find
Some reasons;
Clinging to the hope
That has been stained with
The fear
And praying
For finding love
Instead of loneliness,
Praying
For reaching happiness;
Falling in the black,
Fear of falling,
Fear of falling alone
While He alone is able
To keep everyone
Alive.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Mulch ado about nothing?
She took a leaf from off her favourite tree
and held it to the light within her heart.
The pictures it portrayed of what may be
were sadly lacking that one vital part.
She'd hoped the leaf had held some of the two,
who'd sat beneath it's shade so many times.
She sought to see the things they'd yet to do
had they not been exposed to Kismet's crimes.
But, as the leaf was newly born this year
it held none of the essence which she sought.
It hadn't known the love, the hope, the fear.
It knew not of her calculated plot.
She watched it fall to ground, one passing thought.
She walked away, and left it, there to rot.
poem by Hola Mentirosa
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Love, Now, Is Blue
Love, it would by all appearances be,
Is for now ever blue,
Never quite fully captured by
Me, nor by you.
- To look far into the deep blue sky
Is to long to consider so why,
Why is the purest of beauty and love
Just beyond the reach
Of mere mortal man,
And why do we thus desire so
Yet fully fail to understand?
From whence comes this high passion
And unto where does it all go,
Why does it mingle with lowly man
And what devine mystery does it intend to show?
... oh, how I greatly long to know.
'Tis it a possibility that ever could be,
Or over my ignorance
Shall it ever and ever evade what is me?
- Answers to questions such as these
Can by no means be found
In institutions and instruments
Nor even completely in books leather bound.
No, one must seek such where God resides:
The fresh flower, a new born smile, the breeze and the tide,
Green grass on a hill, a river flowing, a bird on the glide,
In the twinkling eyes of someone who truly cares,
In the grace of giving,
And of hugging the ones with whom we share;
- Love, here and now, is indeed blue;
Because someway, somehow, beyond comprehension
Deep within, we all realize, on this earth, in this time
We are merely strangers,
Voyagers, simply passing through.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Mother Theresa's 'Poezia
Release me, oh God,
From the desire to be adored,
From the desire to be exalted,
From the desire to be honored,
From the desire to be applauded,
From the desire to be ranked
From the desire to be sought after for advice,
From the desire to be commended,
From the desire to be famous,
From the fear of being disdained,
From the fear of being disparaged
From the fear of being denounced
From the fear of being repellent
From the fear of being forgotten
From fear of collapsing under dishonesties.
From the fear of being mocked,
From the fear of being suspicioned!
Amen.
poem by Masiela Lusha
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Tho I Cry
I cry for tragedy but never for sorrow
As I truly believe in the world of tomorrow.
I believe in you and I also believe in me
To believe in myself and what I hear and see.
I love my family, my God and my nation
I believe in a oneness that is in every human relation.
I believe in love, fairness, justice and trust
That these are the keystones of life, else we remain in the dust.
They are also four words as the embryo for the living scenes
Relationships that have corners of reality and also dreams
Life is to live fully and completely and be devoid of fear
Love is to have fully and completely, with those so near.
Fairness is to be smooth, equal and have no thorn
Relationships are to happen to join and even to be born.
Justice is for you, me but mostly for us
The final and most enduring word; is the sacred one of trust.
poem by AHO Speaks
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This Is the Kind of Life
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
We are born to believe,
What is fed to us.
This 'feeding' is received...
And what is perceived,
We with others retrieve with like minds!
Preferring to find those of the same kind,
With like 'experiences' shared without fear!
And fear keeps us all indoctrinated to accept doubt!
Isn't that what marketing peace is about?
With the realization it will never be found...
As we rely on the production of conflict and confusion,
To always be identified!
Knowing that as well as we do.
And hoping this in our lives stays around!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
And is kept alive to thrive...
In comfort zones,
Until the day we die!
Leaving those who defy these 'truths'...
Spilling their guts out in confession booths.
Or squeezing themselves to sit in pews...
As they listen to hypocrites from pulpits preach,
To leech on minds already screwed and confused!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
Listening to teachings,
That 'demons' from hell have no wings...
Allowing to be demoralized on Sunday,
Learning more about the devil...
As we hear these 'disciples' sing!
And this is the kind of life,
We all have come to love!
We all interpret life,
On our own terms.
What is accepted...
Rejected and neglected,
Is a process that is taught.
This 'show and tell' conditioning,
Is learned and consciously sought!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Wished. One Had. One Glad It's Gone
When I think of you and trust,
I am thinking of us and no one else.
But Lately I am cautiously near you,
With suspicion...
I wish would go away.
What did you do when you did it?
I've been so blindly romancing you.
I stumble over my own fantasies!
When I think of you and Lust!
I...
Whew! !
Would you like that graphic?
And detailed?
I...do...not...hear...you.
'Why should I respond?
What's going on in your head and mine,
Are on two separate journeys.'
Where was I when 'that' happened?
'Not listening. Thoughtless. Uncaring and distant.'
And where did 'you' go?
The 'you' I thought I knew.
'I'm not going to waste a 'trip' on you.
We've been through that.
And...
Where do I go?
When did you start caring about that? '
So..
What was done you did,
Had to have been recent.
You have lost desire, passion...
And,
Don't say 'committment'!
'I will whisper it!
And maybe 'then' it will connect,
In your head.'
When I think of you,
I stumble over my own fantasies.
I am thinking of us and no one else.
I've been so blindly romancing you.
I stumble over my own fantasies!
When I think of you...
Now.
And what was done you did...
Whatever you did do...
I could not desire you without passion.
And well...
What 'is' committment?
'One wished. One had. One glad it's gone.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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4.05 Fear
Fear creates aggressiveness unheedingly,
Fear the most destructive element be,
Fear not natural state of civilized man be,
Yet Fear an emotion crucial for survival be. [1]
Fear on the foundation of worry be,
Fear reinforced by choosing safety,
Fear in the whelm of inadequacy be,
Fear produces one's own ferocity. [2]
Fear's birth in corridors of darkness be,
Silence terrifies people the most clearly,
Fear in the unknown and of future be,
Growing in the shadows of lies fully. [3]
Dispelling fear but knowledge be,
Replacing our doubts completely,
Nothing need be feared undoubtedly,
But must be comprehended absolutely. [4]
Greed by compassion overcome be,
It but asks for sharing unflinchingly,
Fear by kindness triumphant over be,
It calls for gratefulness and love only. [5]
Opposite of ignorance knowledge be,
As unconsciousness to awareness be,
The other side of fear freedom be,
Similarly akin to night as the day be. [6]
Fear dispelled by belief understandingly,
Turn the lights on in darkness knowingly,
Eradicate your fear by living deeply,
With the removal of fear you live only. [7]
Keep your fears to yourself completely,
But share inspiration with others openly,
Weep not for past which unchangeable be,
Fear not the future - live in present only. [8]
Judge your age by the pain you feel,
When in contact with a new idea you be,
Without darkness no birth does be,
As without light nothing flowers surely. [9]
poem by Munnan Misra
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Doubt
At first I had my doubt, that crossed with mystery,
Yet I hold you dear, to listened the words you say,
you never said them clear, but you said them differently,
So when you’re not there, I hear them breathe silently.
In doubt, I too fear; to repeat those words completely,
but losing fear, I may find the courage which finds you,
abiding in knowledge unclear; in time I may define reality,
yet still love you, and find manners have no clue.
We laughed and share memories passion and pain,
but doubt cheats on joy, and success can never rejoice,
to gain back every full moment left with that stain,
good manners taken to make the better choice.
Doubt at first, I thought was hard to bear,
until fear unclear removed the darkness into light,
and once that was done, I could walk on air,
and go where wisdom and mystery glow bright.
With no wings to fly, but if I sail towards that land,
that’s when I discover doubt had no place to hide,
from courage possessing the passions that are strong,
and seem content where love defines to stay inside.
poem by Gerry Legister
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My untainted Love
my tears cried in your pupil eyes, that would heal the inner
passion of your heart, it is the zeal that makes the wound
dried up in my life a moment to take the true essence of
what is to love you so dearly
a womb of love that woven in the pinnacle of joy, has
reveal the truth that life we share is just a love that it takes
the wisdom of death as the beginning of an endless life
with the one you really love
no other love you can give, but the love you live it now, is the
only love you have to share, in order to live life to the fullness
of joy, the end is just beginning to sprout, that behind that line
of pain happiness is waiting
to give is to die and to die is to live, with the passion of living
the one you love, illuminate who you are to me, life changes
as it goes, and along the way the genuine life is sheltered in
the timeless beats of an endless yes
as every moment knock, and every wings flock, our hearts pack
that life we live and share is only the end of the beginning of
our infinitum of search of who we are in this life.... a journey
that what ever it takes... your always with me
poem by Antonio Liao
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Imagine Being Completely Alone In The Universe
IMAGINE BEING COMPLETELY ALONE IN THE UNIVERSE
Imagine being completely alone in the Universe
Would you want to live?
No one to speak with
No one to play with
No one to show off for or to
No one to see oneself through the eyes of
No one to love or be loved by
No one to care for or be kind to
No one to be helped by when one is sick
No one to share the beauty of nature with
No one to cry with
No one to laugh with
No one to love or be loved by
Imagine being completely alone in the universe
And understand
What Hell it would be
And what Madness it would be
And how one would probably want not to be at all
Now think of God-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Fear Through Words
It is through fear I write this
Through fear I dare not speak these words
Or name the muse of who I pen them to
I hold a gentle and honest love to my heart
Such a love as yet untried and unknown
What good are my words when I cannot speak them
To my muse so beautiful so sweet, so divine
I fear I may lose them so completely
That I stay silent, bide my words so well
And watch with abject despair
My muse, object of my whole desire
Grow more distant with each passing day
And I fear I may lose all together
By speaking these words, these cursed words
I asked myself once, what I search for
Is it what I want or what I need in life
And there I saw my muse, a world of beauty
More than I could imagine or ask for
A gentle heart and loving nature
Those warm soothing eyes I look to
Do not see me as I would wish
I fear if they were to, see my innermost soul
My passion and my love for them
They would turn away and be lost completely
Which is why I write with fear
These words I dare not speak
poem by Matthew Holloway
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From The Spanish Of Placido
Enough of love! Let break its every hold!
Ended my youthful folly! for I know
That, like the dazzling, glister-shedding snow,
Celia, thou art beautiful, but cold.
I do not find in thee that warmth which glows,
Which, all these dreary days, my heart has sought,
That warmth without which love is lifeless, naught
More than a painted fruit, a waxen rose.
Such love as thine, scarce can it bear love's name,
Deaf to the pleading notes of his sweet lyre,
A frank, impulsive heart I wish to claim,
A heart that blindly follows its desire.
I wish to embrace a woman full of flame,
I want to kiss a woman made of fire.
poem by James Weldon Johnson
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Beauty or Truth
How shall I love you
................in beauty or in truth?
Your beauty is plain to see,
Not something you can hide.
Your truth must you freely give me.
So deeply within you it abides.
I prefer to touch your beauty,
There in your eyes where it glows.
I cannot feel the truth
That in you somewhere grows.
I cannot taste the truth,
Sweet words in your mouth,
From deeper thoughts where it lies,
But your lips are tasty buds of everything alive.
I cannot smell the truth
................of your firmament,
But the perfume of your beauty
.................is the fragrance I long to sense.
I will love you in your beauty
.................embrace your breasts and womanness
And I will love you in your truth
.................nestled in your inner essence
I cannot desire the one and not the other.
I’m compelled to feel the beauty of your charms
And in your arms embrace the treasure of who you are
....................— even if it takes an eternity.
poem by Ben Gieske
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For My Lady
My boat sails stormy seas
Battles oceans filled with tears
At last my ports in view
Now that Ive discovered you
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
As life goes drifting by
Like a breeze shell gently sigh
And slowly bow her head
Then youll hear her softly cry.
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
Words that you say when were alone
Though actions speak louder than words
But all I can say is I love you so
To drive away all my hurt
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
Set sail before the sun
Feel the warmth thats just begun
Share each and every dream
They belong to everyone.
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
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You Have Been
For ever you have been and are
Even though you seem to be quite near
It rings in ears as if you are very far
Yet it occupies mind as bright star
It is nobody who takes you to anywhere
It is right feeling that takes you somewhere
Where you feel safe and fully secured
All is well completely promised and assured
I lift no one in arms
But compelled by your beauty and charm
What does it bodily harm?
I feel none but gather the storm
I give friendship a good try
There is nothing to feel shy
It is give and take with all the promises
Nothing goes out of mind as misses
Time is of essence and critical
This has been created as nice circle
We remain within it and enjoy
There is enough of space to get joy
It is known and completely understood
Love serves as tonic and psychological food
Where belonging to unknown is created
Love thrives and firmly seated
It may not evaporate on simple ground
But new horizons will be daily found
One would care for and stay along
Even if something goes against or wrong
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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BAD...by talile ali
BAD IS SO MUCH MORE
THAN JUST NOT RESPECTING THE RIGHTS OF OTHERS
FOR THE LONGEST TIME,
I MYSELF HAD A HARD TIME WITH THIS
THIS THING CALLED COMPULSION
KEEPS US TRUE TO OUR NATURE
IT IS BECAUSE OF THAT NATURE
THAT WE ARE HERE UNDERSTANDING
ABSOLUTES COMPLETELY
IT IS THIS TRUTH WHICH
A LOT OF PAIN AND COMFORT ARE FOUND
AND BEAR FRUIT
UPON WHICH WE MUST ALL GROW
OUR LIGHT SLOWLY CHANGES
AS OUR DESIRE DOES AT STAGES
ALWAYS UP AND SOMETIMES DOWN
AS WE MOVE FROM ONE LIFE TO ONE FOUND
AS WE NEED WE ARE IT ALL
AT DIFFERENT TIMES CONFUSED AND STALL
SO LITTLE THAT WE SHARE
IN OUR LIGHT JUST AIN'T SQUARE
AS WE APPEAR TO BE
TO THE OTHERS OBSERVING
COULD BE RIGHTEOUS, COULD BE BAD
WHATEVER IT IS, WE LEARN,
THAT'S MAD
poem by Talile Ali
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Frustration for justice
The days I’m passing is completely injustice
The fear for no mistake
The fear for we believed in truth
The fear for the merit holder
The fear for knowing justice
The fear for the past I touched as a truth
The fear for the justice human being
The fear for helping others with sacrificing
Then all days long I have done for justice is just fear! !
poem by Athuramon 3631
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Your love as a kiss
Tears do thaw my frozen heart
as how warm your kiss caress's my emotions
though such a kiss passes me
and my love remains emotionless
crouched behind a viel of my history
Take my love but this time
keep my love and share such a kiss
share with me such a love of my desire
as no moment shared between us i could express my love
but with out your kiss my love goes uncaressed
as all but you have seen but passed forwards
though my love had stopped your approuch
and if you shall share my kiss
then we both shall share a love to rival the love of the gods
as we cant fight our love burning with passion
so give me your heart and you shall take mine
and our love shall be internal and all shall know
poem by Daniel Laurence
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I would love you
Between these dandelions
Slowly blooming
I would love you, I would love you
With the taste of flower within our souls
And the mystery of the earth within dandelions
I would love you, I would love you
Until the petals will wither up
With the mystery of our love within their yellow
I would love you, I would love you
Until the field will become completely white
And the wind will scatter seeds
I would love you, I would love you
Until I would feel your being
Until you would feel my being
I would love you, I would love you
And even until our temples will become white
And even until everything will get old inside of us
I would love you, I would love you
Until the light, that floods everywhere
Would vibrate the truth within to understand
That the bloom is unique and unrepeatable.
I would love you, I would love you
poem by Marieta Maglas
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