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Distractions

Distractions
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I seek to distract myself
So thoughts will not be forgotten
More kept elsewhere for a while
Have them otherwise entertained
A busy mind has no time to idle
To wander about the what ifs and whys
Those fruitless agonies considered
In the dull silences and quiet hours
It’s a duel of attention, distraction
When strong thoughts resist my ignorance
A book becomes a struggle
While the wayward mind wanders still
Thoughts resist to be kept at bay
However I seek to distract myself
To leave certain thoughts for a while
That I may rest my soul

poem by Matthew Holloway
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The Chronicles Of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 5 Resist Even Out Here

Resist... resist with all my strength
Sometimes i find it hard to resist
I find myself thinking thoughts not be thought
It seems that to not think in this way makes my mind twist
This battle has been fought
Many times before
Yet the thoughts that are there to abhor
Not to surrender to... they're pleasurable O
As i grind my toes inside my shoe
And steady my jaw I resist the urge
And thoughts of the other... I wish to purge
These thoughts of any candidate for my wife
The one with which i spend my life
I must resist even when I rest
And I cannot let my guard down even after a hard test
They plague and pervade my mind
Though I like these thoughts... I still must find
Some peace from them, because for me they
Often are evil... how fey
Resist...resist... with all my mind

poem by David Knox
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Busy Thoughts

I busy my mind with thoughts—thoughts of things
I have yet seen—thoughts of places that I
Have never been. Stationary living
Makes me question how it might feel to die—
But I already know—so I want something
Dissimilar to it—something bright, bold—
Reinvigorating for my being—
Something to encapsulate— to hold.
Sometimes I might wonder if anything
Can help me experience my desires—
To affirm for me that they truly bring
An existence more vital than the wires
Can program and provide. My busy thoughts
Often wander when I think I cannot.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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Thoughts Mind Soul Echoes

thoughts like children
scatter from our mind
thoughts were part of us?
thoughts came from us?
thoughts live beyond us?
thoughts outlive our lives?

thoughts mind soul echoes
haunting fragments of mind
light shines through prisms
separates into colour bands
thought trails sunset colours
spectrum ribbons thoughts
spiral into keen conceptions
meaning insight discriminates

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Do You Have Any Thoughts About Me?

Do you have any thoughts about me?
And I want to know if the thoughts that you have about me
Are any good?
Do you mind sharing the thoughts about me?
What are the thoughts about me like?
Are the thoughts about me semtimental?
Are the thoughts about me very romantic?
Are the thoughts about me full of love?

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Fear of my thoughts

You make me fear the thoughts in my brain
For the things I think
Of you
Thoughts which are't to be thought
Things which will never occur
I fear the thoughts in my mind
For they are things I long for
Things I know will never happen
Becasue you and I can't happen
I fear the thoughts inmy mind
because you are there every time
I can't visit my own mind
My own thoughts sadden me and enrich me with anger
Am angry atmelf
I fear my own thoughts
Just because it has what I want
Because I'm green with envy at it
Because you're there and not out here
I fear my own thoughts...

poem by Cannita Melius
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My Thoughts

Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.

Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within

Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.

Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing

Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.

Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.

Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish

That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.

In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech

It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Tell me what you see

Tell me your thoughts
When you have no thoughts

Tell me what you see
When your eyes are closed

Tell me if you could read my mind
My thoughts would tell you a tale

Between the lines
Tell me story that is told

Experence the paradise
That is in you

Let me hear your voice
To comfort my ears

Rest deep inside my soul
Heal my wounds while I sleep

Holding me down
My fortress strong

poem by Howard Johnson
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Myriad Thoughts

I sit here in myriad thoughts
dancing around my head
too fed up to put them to bed.
Thoughts of the past,
thoughts of the future too,
thoughts of things this and that
and thoughts of what to do.
Memories invade at times
of pastures long gone by
as the myriad thoughts
fill my mind with anger and with love
and times; I wish I could have lingered with
when my years were young.
Things pass in phases,
hearts entwine then fall apart,
seasons readily appear,
stay awhile and then depart.
Here I sit in a lonely waste
thinking thoughts of what might have been
if the crystal ball I look into had only seen.
Now the myriad thoughts appear
to haunt me in quiet times
and carry me to distant places
the world has left behind.
Those little specks of moments
that still linger from the past
that lay waiting to capture me
before the quiet time has passed.

28 November 2009

poem by David Harris
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My mind will prevail.....

These thoughts,
I keep fighting.....
as if it's not in my control.

What I realize now,
my life......
It's up to me.

This tired, chained up person.....
I was always free.

Locking away my inner beauty...
tiring down my beautiful soul....

I am worth it,
I do want more.....

one foot in front of the other,
my mind I control.

I'm filling my head with thoughts of love,
for me,
and my GOD above.

Dismiss me as weak,
your own life is what you need to seek.

For now...
I'm humble,
not weak.

My mind controls the life I seek! ! ! ! ! !

poem by JAR Poet
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My Ultimate Love

When the thoughts wander to search for you
I simply close my eyes
The string of thoughts ceases to exist
And I see you live and bright!

No moment passes without you,
Thoughts of you never leave my mind
Oh! My beloved, when I am in you and you in me,
Where the question of forgetting you arise

I venerate you as my mentor
I adore you as my dame
I seek you as my kin and friend
You are within me as a flame.

Pour me your wine, oh! Divine!
Let me drink and dance
I am swaying ecstatically in your love
I wish to remain eternally in this trance

You are the essence of this universe
You are the life’s ultimate verse
I long nothing but to bow before this grace
And sing hymns and dance in your praise.

Sreejith

poem by Sreejith Kulaparambil
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Our Thoughts May Survive

creativity and thoughts
appear from nowhere
creativity and thoughts
are like that spark came
from us was part of us
yet may survive beyond us
long after we have gone
our thoughts may survive

thoughts like children
scatter from our mind
thoughts were part of us?
thoughts came from us?
thoughts live beyond us?
thoughts live on after us?

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Premeditation Mantra

My mind can free itself
from any and all unwanted thoughts

My mind's proper place is to rest
in pure thoughtful space

God awaits my mind in the pure thoughts
of restful space

God will rescue my mind from restless
thoughts I cannot escape

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Happy Thoughts, Happy Thoughts, Think Happy Thoughts

I have to keep reminding myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.)
You wanted me to promise to never say it again
Those three words
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Which is laughably easy to do right now because
We are so far out of touch I couldn’t reach you if I tried
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
So I plod through grey days and inky dark nights
Heavy laden with regret
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Tomorrow I will remind myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
12-25-07
djlw

poem by Shannon Wright
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The Class Muses

The class muses as they gather
The like ones do flock together
They stroll through each verse
Unable to swallow many words

Be it a sonnet or an elegy
It sure makes an empathy
But doesn't go so deep
Yet do not seek any help

It makes their heart ache
Though they jerk and shake
But thoughts are to go deep
Yet some prefer to go asleep

A teacher can't be rude
Nor can he so elude
It is an art to enter
Where the thoughts wander

I do wonder how at times
Some grab thoughts at once
They sure are more receptive
But others are so deceptive

Neither can poetry be learnt
Nor can poetry be taught
By the mastery of the mind
But by mystery of the heart

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poem by Varghese Kuncheria
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Sonnet -- Ye Hasten To The Grave!

Ye hasten to the grave! What seek ye there,
Ye restless thoughts and busy purposes
Of the idle brain, which the world's livery wear?
O thou quick heart, which pantest to possess
All that pale Expectation feigneth fair!
Thou vainly curious mind which wouldest guess
Whence thou didst come, and whither thou must go,
And all that never yet was known would know--
Oh, whither hasten ye, that thus ye press,
With such swift feet life's green and pleasant path,
Seeking, alike from happiness and woe,
A refuge in the cavern of gray death?
O heart, and mind, and thoughts! what thing do you
Hope to inherit in the grave below?

poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Lingering Thoughts

Lingering thoughts that I might be
still aroused in your reverie
consoles my spirit and my mind
that you somehow still think of me.

When all is quiet and you're alone
do your memories bring a tear?
Or have you completely forgotten
what to me is still so clear?

To know that never will you see
that which meant so much to me
is a dagger to my heart
that makes it come apart.

I must close my mind to what is past
and never think it through.
For the lingering thoughts that have stayed with me
are all I have of you.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Poor Mind

The poor mind becomes a temple
Based on the noble and virtuous
Thoughts it possesses.

The poor mind becomes a trash can
Based on the ignoble and noxious
Thoughts it contains.

The lowly always dwell
On sinister thoughts vicious
And on loathsome thoughts injurious.

If these deleterious thoughts
Of malevolence and trash are erased
The poor mind becomes highly raised
And it becomes a temple.

poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Self-Resistance

In time,
Everyone loses his real self
And becomes society’s
Non-being and slave,
Dreams dispersed and annihilated.

To survive with soul intact
One has to learn self-resistance:
Resist bowing your head
To the will of the machine
And accepting living death,
Resist abandoning your feelings
For callousness,
Resist doing as you’ve been told
And laying your heart to rest,
Resist every superficial substitute for love
That makes you less than human
So that your own image in the mirror
You detest.

If you fail to learn self-resistance,
Your child within will never flourish
And your original face will disappear
And the flower of your highest thoughts
Will fade on the sunless paths
Others have destined for you to tread.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Sleepless in suburbia

Sleepless in suburbia
~
quiet little thoughts
play out in a suburban town
hours pass by unnoticed
day becomes night
and thoughts continue
sounds of strangers passing
beyond the window
beyond the walls
traffic and daily life
a crescendo of noise
fills out the soundtrack
a handful of stories echo
into their own lives
pieced together not entirely
by a restless mind
sleepless and listening
sleepless and imagining
while suburbia is thriving
quiet little thoughts
prevent sleeping