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When eyes torn closed

When eyes torn closed what eyes had seen
There was no whisper in the silent net
Sealed deep below in places of spleen
Eyes torn closed what hands had set

Some sights have died died of the threat
That sights too many words have spelled
Some sights have drowned in a single fret
That they for too long in this world have dwelled

They were made of tears wind wept storms and sighs
They were made of colours blue cut through the skies
They were made of trees uprooted as to sing
The remnants of the earth of not a single thing
That heaven ward could sorrow crowns upbring

©Miroslava Odalovic

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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4 The Tears In Your Eyes (live) (feat. Wendy & Lisa)

4 the Tears in Your Eyes [Controversy Music, ASCAP - 1985]
------------------------ [From "We Are the World"]
Long ago, there was a man
Could change stone to bread
With one touch of his hand
Made the blind see
And the dumb understand
And he died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
Many people came from all around
To hear this man preach
The glorious sound
He spoke of man in harmony, and love abound
And he died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
Died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth)
Faith is word, we all should try
In describing a man
Who willingly died
Believe that your sorrow, hunger, and fears
Is less than the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
(your eyes) (your eyes)
Less than the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth

song performed by by Prince
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4 The Tears In Your Eyes

Long ago, there was a man
Change stone 2 bread with the touch of his hand
Made the blind see and the dumb understand
He died 4 the tears in your eyes
Your eyes
Many people came from all around
Hear this man preach, glorious sound
Spoke of man in harmony and love abound
He died 4 the tears in your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
Your...eye...
Died 4 the tears in your eyes
4 the tears in your eyes
And the tears of sorrow
4 cents may be all that theyre worth
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth
The earth
Faith is a word, we all should try
Describing the man who willingly died
Believe that your hunger, sorrow, and fears
Is less than the tears in your eyes
Your eyes
Less than the tears in your eyes
4 the tears in your eyes
And the tears of sorrow
4 cents may be all that theyre worth (all theyre worth)
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth
Say it again...
4 the tears in your eyes
And the tears of sorrow
4 cents may be all that theyre worth (all theyre worth)
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth
The earth
Thank you

song performed by by Prince
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Gazing In The Eyes Of My Sire

Not so long before he died
When he decided to have me
I saw a solemn promise
When he opened his eyes

His eyes were small but became wide
Whenever he looked at me
With an eye of loving care which now miss
And for it now I apprise

He wiped my tears when I cried
And chased the hunger out of me
He made sure I had all my peace
Through his bright eyes I could analyze

Not so long before he applied
All his plans for me
Before his dreams and life could kiss
When the wind blew him to the skies

Now he's gone leaving promises out they dried
More he had for me
But none I have
And it still pokes in my heart like a wire
When I remember the precious eyes of my sire

I was his pride
And he was mine too
I hardly saw his promises
When his eyes were closed
Unfortunately none were held in my hands

I try to cease the pain
But my tears still dropp like the rain
When I remember myself gazing in his eyes
The eyes of my sire.

poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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Bipolar painful his bones bound to brokenness

There on the rock he stood
Arms winged spreadedness
Prophesy of sages stormed off his soul
What I have seen is the wound and the healing he said
The sights of sun desert sighs sealed high on a mountain peak
My soul unsealed
Desert little cradle tombs
I could have died of sorrow
But I’ve seen I’ve seen the wound and the healing
A thin layered see through balm
Covering earth undone
The springs that will grow new hearts
Desert broken bones builds into towers sublime
Time woven patchworks blankets of the sky
Covering earth undone

©Miroslava Odalović

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Hungry Eyes

Hungry eyes
Ive been meaning to tell you
Ive got this feelin that wont subside
I look at you and I fantasize
You are mine tonight
Now Ive got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I cant disguise
Ive got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and i
I want to hold you so hear me out
I want to show you what loves all about
Darlin tonight
Now Ive got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I cant disguise
Ive got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you
And Ive got hungry eyes
Now Ive got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
I need you to see
This love was meant to be
Ive got hungry eyes
One look at you and I cant disguise
Ive got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you
And Ive got hungry eyes
Now Ive got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Did I take you by surprise
With my hungry eyes

song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Your Comment

Your comment burn me
Your query made me laugh.

It is your query that made active
My mind and body the whole day.
I love you I like your everythings
Your query your comment made it clear
You too love me much.

I am in your eyes I know
I am ready to hear your words
You know and you know I am with you
Without you I have no existence
My hands always doing your works
My eyes always seeing your sights
My foot stands on your earth.
It is you only who can take me
From place to place and each and
Every place is the same and one.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A Whimper

Hear softly rising
A single breath made of many sighs
Clay finished stroke mind and heart
Searching searching
Seeing with those eyes
The forest mist lifting our breath
Right beneath the horizon
Where standing between our own eyebrows
Spreading the smile at the dawn
Cut within the wrinkles of our thoughts
Hands shivering in handshakes moving
Eternally forward
Skipping millennia in a sec
Hear softly rising
Behind the storms in passion
Sealed through a meticulous sky
Though we have never done it right
How do we come
How do we go
How do we seal
The water seals of caves
Rushing into the darkness
Blind with hands only to touch
The surfaces rough
Stampede lights eye piercing
It will be the holes cracking
For a waterfall to splash
The face of the earth
Clay made whispered
Hear softly rising

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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I'll rest on this sunbeam

I'll rest on this sunbeam for as long as I can
For it's the sunbeam made of human eyes
To see through the specters the truth seekers guides
Down the dust of centuries beauty stolen time
Bestowed in ashes sunbathed moved so far beyond
Fragile motes of wisdom knights and princess prisons
I need a single sky two wings some wind some blue
To feed these hungry eyes that look up there at you

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Everynight I Wake Up Screaming

If it's all a magnificent mistake
There goes the universe and it's order
I was dreaming wide awake
When something pulled me under the water
(Breathe) I can't surface I
(Breathe) Its in my fear
(Breathe) And I can't stop it
(Breathe) I can't, I can't breathe
(Breathe) I'm choking
(Breathe) And I don't want to sleep
Everynight I wake up screaming
We're the last tribe
as the world stops turning
Everynight I wake up screaming
My car crash isn't far from here
And everything looks better
with my eyes closed
Everything looks better
with my eyes closed
There's a terrorist somewhere
With my name on a bullet he's loading
There's a meteor out there
With the world in it's sights
and it's closing
Everynight I wake up screaming
We're the last you and me
as the world stops turning
Everynight I wake up screaming
The end of everything's very near
Everything looks better
with my eyes closed
Everything looks better
with my eyes closed
Everynight I wake up screaming
I'm the last man
as the world stops turning
Everynight I wake up screaming
Dreaming that I'm blind again
And everything looks better
with my eyes closed
Everything looks better
with my eyes closed

song performed by by Rick Springfield
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A light born torch

In a single heart
My pen eating blue
A paper paling white
The means of all the skin
In the hear dying its ends
And eyes closing down
Make not a single sound

©Miroslava Odalovic

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Awaken Little Dreamer

With my eyes closed I see sadness. Sadness I held in for so long. Sadness that is beginning to be replaced with madness. Madness that's been eating at my core, my thought process, my mind for so long.
Eyes open, I see a reality I've been trying to to change, to better it. A lie, I've been living a lie. My life is a lie, one I've been living for so long.
A single tear escapes my eye as I am awaking from my made up reality, my created world. Reality, my reality is tragic not magic. Tears I held back now pour from my eyes, tears I held back for so long.
With my eyes closed I see sadness. I see pain masked by madness. I see sadness hidden by a web of lies and as I open my eyes I hear a voice say, 'Awaken from your dream, come and face reality. Awaken little dreamer. Awaken.'

poem by Suzaku Vaneko
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Dreams Are Not To Be Imprisoned

You besieged me,
You made me stripped,
You smashed with toes of shoes,
You pointed at me your gun,
You placed burning coals
Amid the silk of my words.

The sights my eyes abhorred
You showed them heartily;
To mould me into your pattern,
You contrived frames.
To straighten my bones,
You assembled new tools;
But O! Friend,
You cannot overwhelmed my dreams,
Now swinging cheerfully into the eyes,
Then soaring into the open airs,
With their celestial enthralling colours,
With their own will, in their own world.

poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Tis a highly descriptive task

to write your lips as they bite the glass
rims standing even and the drink it's been
made of sweet and bitter
rivers lakes and oceans
spilling drops of blue

to dwell on your eyelashes
eyes closed quiver fear
to stand on the fingertips
and to read the lines
broken palms of hands
geometry divinity
grasped in human kind

©Miroslava Odalović

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Under My Umbrella

When I close my eyes
I can see for miles
Theres comfort in my dark scene
And chaos in the isles
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not
The colour that
You arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours
Decided so
I refuse to kneel before
The sights you choose to see
When I close my eyes
I remember how I smile
Under my umbrella
Im an accomplished exile
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are
Not the colour that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours
Decided so
I refuse to kneel before
The sights you choose to see
If this is right
Id rather be wrong
If this is sight
Id rather be blind
These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are
Not the colour that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours
Decided to
I refuse to kneel before
The sights you choose to see
If this is right
Id rather be wrong
If this is sight
Id rather be blind

song performed by by Incubus
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In all torn arrays the wisdom fell

In all torn arrays the wisdom fell
Ragged and dusty like the roads it took
It sounded apeace like a church and its bell
And the highest steeple that can take a look
Into the sky with never the same clouds
The most secret fourth element of blue
To put the thought into golden moulds
Of a faith and a dream of both me and you

In all torn arrays the wisdom fell
The stones stood still by the burden doors
Perceptions closed divorced heaven from hell
And all tribes rose in ancient folk lores
Into the sky with never the same limits
Reaching beyond a fragile countenance
With numberless marbles in colourful digits
Counting the time of final transcendence

In all torn arrays the wisdom fell
Its robes on fire plague purified paid
For none of its edges could ever tell
An endless faith love and hope there laid
To dawn upon the doom of a clay made hand
Shaping the lines destiny led paths
Too blind to travel too hard to understand
The burdens of life and its aftermath

©Miroslava Odalovic

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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There's A Sunset That's Made Only For The Glass Hour

some sundials that dropp silent secs of time
no shade in between standing too close to the past
it blooms like flowers never seen by eyes
it whispers like rains your hands have never touched
there's just a hint of the dusk in an unheard breaking
of window panes that stood closed for too long

©Miroslava Odalović

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Rest on so benign

body spoken thrill
eyes closed shy still shine
though the lips are sealed

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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I Just Died In Your Arms

Oh i, i just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
I keep looking for something
I can't get broken hearts lie all around me
And i don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed
The cats in the cradle who would've thought
That a boy like me could come to this
Oh i, i just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh i, i just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss i should've walked away
Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface i'm a name on a list i try to be discreet
But then blow it again
I've lost and found
It's my final mistake she's loving by proxy
No give and all take 'cos i've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times.
Oh i, i just died in your arms...
It was a long hot night she made it easy
She made it feel right
But now it's over the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head
I know i was wrong
Oh i, i just died in your arms...

song performed by by H.I.M.
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Splitting The Light

then I saw and we knew
a single light spark
buried unlit
a single breath mark
of a misfit
lighting a fire for two

then I heard and we tried
a single right word
shyly uttered
almost unheard
I frozen muttered
before it died

then I smelled ashes and we ran
a single step covered all dust
left the world living in a den
left each stammer rotten and rust

then there was the hand I raised
a left heart beat but the hand was right
my sunward eyes stood still amazed
at the horizons splitting the light

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Hypo Cause Hyper Destruction

supra strata lead astray
with the lack of knowledge
an overflow of tragedy takes
introfacial extra muscles
innermost unmuskedly naked
the remnants of strength
entropy fighting
(there are no holes my dear
except in the memories
the black holes talked about
in g nite nightmare stories
examples of bad parenting
or schooling tabula rasa
fulfillment just to б е emptied again
't was all in the head they said
there's no saying against that
and no coming over it too)
but the foe is alive
the bingo king of questions
hit against the wall
the wall fighting the shape of a home
(there are no houses my dear
unless modeled on a friend
with eyes like windows
and mouth made of door)
come in
eyes closed mouth shut
derision grin cunningly
don't slap it just forget it
and it'll be ok

©Miroslava Odalovic

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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