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Homelessly Define A Settlement Stone

Abyss count of time final down
Building the hours into the sandstorms
Shadow worn faces darkness born traces
Abyss measure spaces final out
Millimeters pushed against the wall
Roofs tiles blocks bricks a measure mix
Of a measureless pit amidst the call
The names shouted out against the nest
The birds flown afar wing waved quest
A spineless walk towards a home
Homelessly define a settlement stone

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The guilt of innocence...

Sentenced to death for a crime I did not commit,
Execution at dawn... such a cliché,
All of my last request's denied,
Morning arrives on the final day of my existance,
Paraded through the streets like some kind of prize,
The aroma of life so evident in my final hours,
Dragged up onto this hellish platform, dignity stripped,
These man made gallows offer such a view 0f life,
How ironic that life is my final view when death comes to call,
Blindfold refused, rope placed around my neck,
Trembling uncontrolably... Goodbye cruel world,
Trap door opens and I fall, neck snapped like a twig,
Spiraling deeper and deeper into the darkness of the abyss,
May the maker have mercy upon my soul...

Spread the love... The peace will follow...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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How Do You Measure Up?

If you measure yourself by ambition,
There will always be someone more ambitious than you.
If you measure yourself by money,
There is always someone wealthier than you.
If you measure yourself by power,
There is always someone more powerful than you.
If you measure yourself with material things,
There is always someone with more stuff than you.
If you measure yourself by where you are in life,
There is always someone farther down the path than you.
If you measure yourself by appearance,
There is always someone that appears than you.
If you measure yourself by God,
Then we are all the same.
We are all wonderfully and beautifully made.
God is love.
And love has no end.
So in God's heart,
You will always measure up!

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The road to success

The Road to Success
We all want to walk on the road of success
But do you day by day measure your progress
Do you have a vision?
Do you have a mission?
You need one even if it is inspired by television

We all want to walk on the road of success
But do you day by day measure your progress
Critically look at your personal development
Grizzle over the final accomplishment
Decide on the instruments you need at the moment?

On its road, there are many paths to take
With many sacrifices along the way to make
Patience, faith and hard work, please don’t forsake
Or your dreams will pour empty into a wide lake

We all want to walk on the road of success
But do you day by day measure your progress
Is your vision greater than greatness?
You are the first one you must try to impress
Take a step at a time and do not digress

For success when achieved, I say without sarcasm
Is more gratifying than any orgasm

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Abyss

To test the 'Stare into the Abyss' bit,
Toroweap Point is a perfect place-
Hang your legs over a volcanic 3,000-foot drop,
And stare anywhere you like.
If you are firm in your commitments,
The Abyss will free you;
If you have low imagination,
The Abyss will drive you away;
If you are a great philosopher, poet, scientist, or musician,
The Abyss will nestle in your heart;
If you have drunk far too much wine,
You will become one with the Abyss.

poem by Stan Petrovich
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Time

Why do you measure time when time is measureless?
Why do you adjust your conduct and direct,
The course of your spirit according to hours and seasons?

You’ve made time a stream upon whose bank you sit and watch flowing.
The timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and
Tomorrow is but today’s dream.

That which sings and contemplates in you still,
Dwells within the bounds of the first moment which
Scattered the stars into space.

If you must measure time into seasons, let each
Season encircle all the other seasons.
Indeed, let today embrace the past with remembrance,
And the future with sweet longing.

poem by Ray Lucero
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Born To Rule

Lay down your arms this night
Surrender to the power
Embracing your metal heart
On your final walk through the snow
A hammer made of steel
From the river of blood
With magic, forged in flames
Delusions, a curse of the damned
What do you see?
Imaginary visions or reality
When you're free
Then you'll see that you are bound to rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
The revolution forced us all to heed the final call
And if tomorrow never comes
Then we will strike the hammer down
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Rule - Born - Rule
We were Born to Rule
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever more
Born to Rule - Born to Rule
We're Born to Rule forever
Forever, forever Rule!

song performed by by Hammerfall
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Stay the same

As time has changed and seasons have past
We've developed a bond that will forever last.

As we say good-bye in this our final year
We try to hold back those overpowering tears.

We remember those time that seem so long ago
As we grew up together through highs and lows.

We knew this day would eventually be here
But had no idea of its overwhelming fear.

The years have flown by but the memories remain
These faces and names will always stay the same.

So as you go out into this world unknown
Always remember there's no place like home.

poem by Katie Evans
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Home Away From Home

I walk down the small path
bordered either side by bluebells.
As I walk down the path
which I have done hundreds of times before.
There is a stirring in the trees,
which prompts my memories,
of faces that have come and gone
over the passing years.
Also comes back the laughter
that never seems to subside
and all the jokes
we’ve played on one another.
I smiled as I stopped for a moment
to look around at everything there.
It seems like only yesterday
that I came along here,
but in reality, the years have flown by.
Some faces I remember
will never be coming back to visit,
while the others I might see someday.
Even when the sad day comes
when I can’t come anymore.
I will leave with many photographs
in my memory store.
A few more steps I take
and the town comes into view
along with friendly faces
on the boardwalks there.
There are a few whose names I forget,
but the faces I know so well
in this little town
I call my home away from home.

15 February 2008

poem by David Harris
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The A.E. Of Life.

Almost everywhere (A.E.)
Is where I am
Or where I am not.

The probability of nothing is
Possibly what and who I am.
Or what I have always been.

My delusion is the mistake of time.
My life is mist in the shadow of the night.

I weave my way through the labyrinth of space
Looking into the vast abyss.
In search of my own place.
In the meaning of life.

But can I truly face
What I finally see?
Will it enslave me?
Will it set me free?

The entity that wants to be
In it's fleeting pitiful pain
Is a journey into madness
A journey all in vain.

So catch a falling star
And cling to dreams afar
Never let them crush you
For the life within is strong.

And when I waken
From the nightmare
And find myself alive
Then my life begins anew
And I will surely thrive.

In the final calculation
I know that I'll survive.
Almost Everywhere (A.E.) I go.

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Faces & Names

Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause trouble for me
Faces and names
If we all looked the same and we all had the same name
I wouldnt be jealous of you or you jealous of me
Faces and names
I always fall in love with someone who looks
The way I wish that I could be
Im always staring at someone who hurts
And the one they hurt is me
Faces and names, to me theyre all the same
If I looked like you and you looked like me
Thered be less trouble you see
Faces and names, I wish theyd go away
Id disappear into that wall and never talk
Talk, not talk
I wish I was a robot or a machine
Without a feeling or a thought
People who want to meet the name I have
Are always disappointed when they meet me
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause problems for me
Faces and names
Id rather be a hole in the wall
Looking out on the other side
Id rather look and listen, listen and not talk
To faces and names
If I had a breakdown when I was a kid
I lost my hair when I was young
If you dress older when youre not
As your really age you look the same
If we all looked the same, we wouldnt play these games
Me dressing for you and you dressing for me
Undressing for me
Faces and names, if they all were the same
You wouldnt be jealous of me or me jealous of you
Me jealous of you, me jealous of you
Your face and your name
Your face and your name
Faces and names
Faces and names

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Our Final Farewell

To say our final farewell it happend not that long ago.
Our final farewell, I remember it so clearly.
Our final farewell, I remember your smile.
Our final farewell, I remember how proud you were
that you got promoted.
Our final farewell, happened like any 'goodbye'.
Our final farewell, you seemed happy.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy life.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy everything,
Our final farewell, I remember the conversation.
Our final farewell, sometimes haunts me.
Our final farewell, happened so quick.
Our final farewell, I didn't know that it was going to
be our last.
Our final farewell, happened more then a year ago
Your final farewell, happened on the 15/11/05 as you
took your own life.

poem by Nikki Hamilton
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The Resonant Dream

The final dream
So resonant and pure
The final dream
Will never be at its end
Its long journey almost o'er
The final dream
Has just begun
To rattle the fate at hand
The final dream
Is as pure as gold
It is perfect and will stand
The final dream
Will never come to a close
Yet it has a happy hand
The final dream
Is a grand dream
That turns the time of sand
The final dream
Is such a dream
That it is now near its end

poem by Alex Fischer
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Sunrise Is An Eternity Begging Wander Come Calling

some are born with wander thirst
need to move to travel to explore
change life circumstances employment
cyclic changes cycle time ashore

some do not care if they are home or not
insistent wander thirst soon demands leavings
wide open spaces high mountain air breathings
beauty in pristine empty spaces traversed

who can cage wild souls without killing heart
born to the wild from freedom cannot be apart
some are born to call of danger unknown exploration
mountains plains continents call to explorer quest brain
explorer may die a vagabond before long track is over
but diadems of starry skies romance such a gypsy rover

poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Letter To My Other Self

she sits and she waits

To be let in

Is she the winter

In the spring

She imagines you have left green leaves

That trickle and shine

Is she the better world

Some other life waiting to be lived? outside

You leave the window open on the journey in

The door to your home is ajar

Under grey skies

Is she the love you never had?

Roots clutching earth in the coldest climate

but she cannot tell you how to love or live

Or dream

There is no time

There is no place

she exists

and yet she is extinct

Measure her

take note of every form as if she were born in

shape in height

measure her well with your eyes

for in the morning she will have taken flight

out of the darkness into the light

poem by Yvette Smith
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As I Am A Man

as i am a man
measure me not with that
divine stick

i do not wish
to be more than God
nor do i intend to be
lower than
that beast.

measure me
with the love that i can give you
the sorrows i have
the pains i have endured
the successes that i have
hidden from your eyes

measure me with the purity
of my intentions
the care with which i do my
actions
do not measure me
with your expectations
let me stand strong
on the pavement of
your cares.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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measure my love
i will love you without measure
there you shall fail
this love has no number
unquantifiable

your measure cannot measure
this love immeasurable
this love so
unbearable

you measure me again
this love like a flame on your oil lamp
shall then die

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Without Measure

measure my love
i will love you without measure
there you shall fail
this love has no number
unquantifiable

your measure cannot measure
this love immeasurable
this love so
unbearable

you measure me again
this love like a flame on your oil lamp
shall then die

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Abyss, notwithstanding

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The deep abyss that divides us
Couldn’t block us.
We could still cast our glances,
Smell each other’s presence,
Listen to silent message,
Feel our aura, taste the image,
Each musing on the other in visualization
As if we were not on the opposite cliffs.
Which of our five senses
Can the abyss put seal to?
The abyss is welcome
In that we are beyond suspicion.
3.4.99, Pkd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If you can see it... be it

See the lines on time worn faces
Be the veins in Autumn’s leaves

See the crowd…be the spaces
See the clover…be the bees

See the shore… misty places
Be the sand, cleansed by the seas

Tell us of the intrinsic traces
While we listen at your knees

See the world…give us a look
Through your eyes…be a book

poem by David Whalen
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Success has always been easy to measure. It is the distance between one's origins and one's final achievement.

quote by Michael Korda
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