The deadlier
the deadlier the readlier
it's a circumstatic fact
almost a measurable thing
in terms of both the names and thoughts
a word even distorted
lives a mind beyond time
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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In man, the things which are not measurable are more important than those which are measurable.
quote by Alexis Carrel
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Measure what is measurable, and make measurable what is not so.
quote by Galileo Galilei
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Death
The journey of death, I think of dying as it were
a sleeping process which it brings our thoughts
the illusion of angel's, heaven, clouds and paradise,
we see ourselves in a utopia dream world,
that brings us peace and harmony. Death is a
sad word; a word that is continually present with
melancholy thoughts that haunts the mind. I always
dismiss it from my mind, but always comes back.
It's there always trying to torment me, maybe if death
wasn't so enigmatic and dreadful, our thoughts would
change. We wouldn't think about it at all. When I think
of the old age, is like thinking, death is near, it's the
nearest thing to old age. Death, death is like a cold
and lonely sigh, Death, it comes like thieves in the
night, it takes you and it wont give you a notice nor a
warning. A deep anguish takes over our feelings;
death is a sad word, An empty sensation and a huge
grief, that torture's the soul and mind. Death we can't
defeated, escape or make it null. A reminder each
day that time will eventually stop and become eternal.
Death the only sure thing we inherit from the second
we are born, death, death, I cannot comprehend the
purpose to all, we struggle in our journey in every way,
to at the end, become dust in the wind, and then after
time has past, not even a vestige of us.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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These names: gay, queer, homosexual are limiting. I would love to finish with them. We're going to have to decide which terms to use and where we use them. For me to use the word ""queer"" is a liberation; it was a word that frightened me, but no longer.
quote by Derek Jarman
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It is a good motive, fame and money, as it is tangible and measurable. Being an artist is neither measurable nor tangible and certainly not a way to become rich.
quote by Dirk Benedict
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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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Distorted Angel
Strange things seem to occur, somewhere behind the nursery door
Though I was just a bit of a kid, it was the bit that she was looking for
Now I dont know where to begin confessing
The way shes making me feel it cant be a sin
I was taught to believe you were looking down on everyone
And your benevolent face is beautiful to gaze upon
Now I just dont know who to tell to go to hell
Who put the old devil in the distorted angel?
Distorted angel
Pure illuminated sweetness
Frightening small children is just about your only weakness
I thought that you would tell me what Im living for
But I cant see you anymore
I dont know what we did but Im sorry if it made you cry
And if theres any justice at all Id be punished for it Id surmise
It will mark the spot very well where I fell
Under the shadow of the distorted angel
Beneath the shadow of the distorted angel
Below the shadow of the distorted angel
Angel
Beneath the shadow of the distorted angel
Below the shadow of the distorted angel
Angel
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Last Thing On My Mind
Its a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand, made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin
In your hand, in your hand
Are you going away
With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
Oh I couldve loved you better
Didnt mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
As we walk along my thoughts are tumblin
Round and round, round and round
Underneath our feet are someplace rumblin
Underground, underground
Are you going away
With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
Oh I couldve loved you better
Didnt mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
Ive got reason a plenty for goin
This I know, this I know
The weeds have been steadily growin
Please dont go, please dont go
Are you going away
With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
I couldve loved you better
Didnt mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
Are you going away
With no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
Oh I couldve loved you better
Didnt mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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A Man With A Mind Of His Own
His praises he does not need others to sing
He lives in his own way and he does his own thing
He has no desire to be popular and well known
One might say a man with a mind of his own
He does not play cricket or golf or football
In fact he's not interested in sports at all
Not a member of any group or of a social club
And he always drinks on his own when he is at the pub
With a primary school going son and daughter and a home loving wife
A man who is happy with his lot in life
A man with a mind of his own in an ordinary town
There's none he looks up to and on none he looks down
He's never harmed anyone and he lives in his own way
He's a true individual of him one might say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Call Unto Ye O' Lord
?....calling on his name
lead me off this pain
if it were a teary rain
to wipe away this blame
off my face;
lost in thoughts
and lots
of thoughts
have lost
me in thought....
all it mirrors were some complex
abstract and distorted
provokingly....
lost in thoughts...
i call unto ye
o' lord!
in you 'am never afraid
o' lord!
my faith (won't fade)
in vain
o' god!
o' jehovah!
bless i soul
in this life; unfold
ye blessings for me; not gold.
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*this is spiritual poetry that is abstract and distorted in meaning from whence it denotes. never give, live up! jah jah is there for you in every minute (and second) of your existence; he is watching over you. stand firm....
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(r) opn
(c) timeless
***dry not a river***
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Nevermind
The war was lost
The treaty signed
I was not caught
I crossed the line
I was not caught
Though many tried
I live among you
Well disguised
I had to leave
My life behind
I dug some graves
You’ll never find
The story’s told
With facts and lies
I had a name
But never mind
Never mind
Never mind
The war was lost
The treaty signed
There’s truth that lives
And truth that dies
I don’t know which
So never mind
Your victory
Was so complete
That some among you
Thought to keep
A record of
Our little lives
The clothes we wore
Our spoons our knives
The games of luck
Our soldiers played
The stones we cut
The songs we made
Our law of peace
Which understands
A husband leads
A wife commands
And all of this
Expressions of
The Sweet Indifference
Some call Love
The High Indifference
Some call Fate
But we had Names
More intimate
Names so deep and
Names so true
They’re blood to me
They’re dust to you
There is no need
That this survive
There’s truth that lives
And truth that dies
Never mind
Never mind
I live the life
I left behind
There’s truth that lives...
I could not kill
The way you kill
I could not hate
I tried I failed
You turned me in
At least you tried
You side with them
Whom you despise
This was your heart
This swarm of flies
This was once your mouth
This bowl of lies
You serve them well
I’m not surprised
You’re of their kin
You’re of their kind
Never mind
Never mind
The story’s told
With facts and lies
You own the world
So never mind
Never mind
Never mind
I live the life
I left behind
I live it full
I live it wide
Through layers of time
You can’t divide
My woman’s here
My children too
Their graves are safe
From ghosts like you
In places deep
With roots entwined
I live the life I left behind
song performed by by Leonard Cohen, music by Patrick Leonard, lyrics by Leonard Cohen (2016)
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There's a reason for all that rhymes, it's the fact and the way of the times
It's moving emotion, it's high and it's low, no matter where you go
There is something for all who look, there's a story in every book
All of the pages, between all the lines, so much that you can find
But there's too many empty lives my friend
And we just can't let them waste away
For this life is a precious thing my friend
And we just can't wait another day
There's a message in every word, and it's more than the word you heard
It's moving emotion, it comes like a sea, washing all over me
For there's nothing that we can't do my friend, cause the spirit is with us all
And it's here and it's now, it's up and it's down
You can feel it surrounding us all.
After all we're all the same, only difference is a name and where we are
In this crazy mixed up deal, there's so much that you can feel
Near and far it's where you are
And there's times when I can't contain all the feelings of love I'll gain
It's there for the asking, it's for all of you if you would take it too
But there's too many empty lives my friend
And we just can't let them waste away
For this life is a precious thing my friend
And we just can't wait another day
song performed by by Kansas
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The Word Justice
A man stands up before God and country
Raises his right hand and takes an oath
Swears he has acted in the line of duty
And he more than anyone wants to tell the truth
But there is a need to keep some things a secret
Some weapons shipments--some private wars
In the future democracy will be defended
Behind closed doors
Now the men of congress who convene to determine
If covert war is a business or a crime
Are the same men who routinely give their permission
For the shedding of blood in securitys name
And there is a need to keep some things a secret
The names of some countries--the terms of some deals
And above all the sound of the screams of the innocent
Beneath our wheels
Does the word justice mean anything to you?
Are the features of a lie beginning to come through?
In the streets of america the children are buried
Caught in an avalanche of weapons and drugs
They live and they die in the bowels of a business
Thats disguised as a war between the crips and the bloods
And there is a need to keep some things a secret
The c.i.a. deals protecting the source
And the government policies directly connecting the drugs and our wars
Does the word justice mean anything to you?
As the battlefield comes home and democracy falls through
I am waiting for the time to come
When the word will be real for everyone
And not just a word but a thing that can be done
But justice must be won
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Jaan
Jaan
Dear Jaan
Do you know what Jaan means?
It means a lot to me
That may be your guess!
But do you really know?
Jaan means (my) soul!
And do you know what soul is?
It is the mind-particle!
And you know what mind is?
Mind consists of mind-particle
And its glow!
And do you know what glow is?
It is the thinnest layer of mass!
The so-called empty space!
And do you know how big it is?
Mind-shine is so big although it contains
Measurable mass of tiniest matter - mind-particle
It's hard to find mind-particle's trace!
So now you see
Now it seems now and then to me
You are the closest thing to me!
As if the two of us are lost in empty space
Joining together as one
And forever having fun!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Last Thing On My Mind
Four o'clock in the morning
My mind's filled with a thousand thoughts of you
And how you left without warning
But looking back I'm sure you tried to talk it thorugh
Now I see it so clearly
We're together but living seperate lives
So I wanna tell you I'm sorry
Baby I can't find the words
But if I could, then you know I would, yeah yeah
No I won't let go, know what we can be
I won't watch my life, crashing down on me
Guess I had it all, right there before my eyes, yea
(Girl) I'm sorry now, you were the last thing on my mind
You carried me like a river
How far we've come still surprises me
And now I look in the mirror
Staring back is a man I used to be, with you
How I long for you, yea
No I won't let go, know what we can be
I won't watch my life, crashing down on me
Guess I had it all, right there before my eyes, yea
Oh I'm sorry now, you were the last thing on my mind
Girl I'm sorry I was wrong
could have been there
Should have been so strong
So I'm sorry
No I won't let go, know what we can be
I won't watch my live, crashing down on me
Guess I had it all, right there before my eyes, yea
(Girl) I'm sorry now, you were the last thing on my mind
I won't watch my life, crashing down on me
Guess I had it all, right there before my eyes, yea
(Girl) I'm sorry now, you were the last thing on my mind
On my mind
On my mind
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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(Writer Poem) As The Poem I Write
Sometimes a comment is just not what is needed.
Neither is going back to the drawing board.
Corrections must be made.
I've made so many on my own trust me.
I take pride in everything I write.
So I'm constantly inspecting, and words I'm always injecting.
Hmm, that just doesn't sound right.
I can hear every word I type in my own voice.
I'm speaking through my mind.
Through the waves of time.
In a private message I will make suggestions to those who are not disciplined when it comes even to capitalization
I will make only tiny suggestions for it is theirs.
They must reread it and reread it.
One must edit his own work after the thoughts are complete.
Trying to make them nice and neat.
The eyes begin to blur and then it is time to take a break.
Time away.
Time to gather ones thoughts for another day.
Time is all one needs to create a window which will open up and lead into their world.
Everyone is unique and all of its own.
Yet they are so many clones.
For frequently similarities do exist even when great is the distance.
We do think a lot like as much as we hate to admit it.
I try to not be bias as best I can.
But sometimes feelings so strong do nag at you.
Saying they are wrong.
But I do not give in easily for I know it could always be reversed.
A controversy in terms of the opinions of the readers.
Opinions being so many that it is sometimes hard to resolve the differences from fact and fiction.
The ability to easily lie with no idea that we even did it is a definite human affliction.
Unintentional will habits of progress.
A continuation of aggravation in varying elaborations.
With each puzzle solved multiple new one forms.
Sometimes even more difficult then last.
Sometimes for help and guidance we turn to the past.
For in a certain we think lies the solution.
The dawning of a conclusion.
And we sometimes think this order might destroy the chaos all around us.
But it will not.
It will make it easier to deal with.
But their is no fixing it.
Not as the poem I write.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Many Selves, Many Places
If you consider no physical time
you would think the soul could be
anywhere on a dime.
In fact your spiritual selves are out there in the stars
you are living multiple lives, maybe one on old Mars.
Looking at a star is looking into the past
light years away is where you are at
—but not a proven scientific fact.
For only the angels, seers and watchers know
all of the interdimensional secrets that do not show.
So I pose a question you could ponder-
use your imagination and let your mind wander-
The Physical universe is parallel to the spiritual universe.
is it not?
If so—can your soul be in different realms and different
Physical places without your own Earthly thoughts?
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 30,2012
www.christinasunrise.com www.suzae.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Last Thing On My Mind
Its a lesson too late for the learning
Made of sand, oh its made of sand
In the wink of an eye my soul keeps on turning
In your hand, in your hand
Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace for me to find
Well I could have loved you better
I didnt mean to be unkind
Oh you must know it was the last thing on my mind
As we walked all my thoughts they are a tumbling down down
Round and around, round and round
And underneath I hear the subways trumblin
Underground, underground
Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left behind
Well I could have loved you better
I didnt mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
Youve got reasons of plenty for going
This I know, this I know
For the weeds have been steadily growing
Please dont grow, please dont grow
Are you going away with no word of farewell
Will there be not a trace left to find
Well I could have loved you better
I didnt mean to be unkind
You know that was the last thing on my mind
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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D.c.l.s.
My world is devastated,
My world has crashed.
My mind surrenders
To my heart.
Forgetting what hurt,
I have been through.
What he has caused.
So my heart controls my word.
My word betray me
In all the chance they get.
My words are the enemy
That relate to my thoughts.
My thoughts are unusual
And give me away.
For all my thoughts lead
Back to him.
CRAP!
poem by Mariah Simpson
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For The First Time
For the first time
(kenny chesney/phil vassar)
Theres something sacred when your 17
bout a football jacket and a high school ring
And it sure looked nice when you wore mine
That late october at the homecoming dance
We slipped outside and we took a chance
In the middle of the night it sure felt right
We let go right then and there
We were loved and we were scared
For the first time
Lovin blind we dove right in
For the first
We gave everything and then
Graduation came
And our dreams called our names
With broken hearts we moved on with our lives
For the first time
Well I heard the other day
Youre a sunday school teacher
Got the pta, got a real good life
Youre a real good wife
Im living in this circus world
No I aint married but I got a girl
And Im her man and were making plans
But I still smile when I think of us
Together we learned how to love
For the first time
Lovin blind we dove right in
For the first
We gave everything and then
Graduation came
And our dreams called our names
With broken hearts we moved on with our lives
For the first time
Graduation came
And our dreams called our names
With broken hearts we moved on with our lives
For the first time
For the first time
Lovin blind we dove right in
For the first time
We gave everything and then
For the first time
We moved on with our lives
For the first time
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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