The Birth Of A Poem
When I feel hard,
I hold my pen,
It runs soothily
Like the water in the river,
Or wind passes sweetly.
Words from heart
Come out through our lips,
By and by they collect,
On my notebook I see,
A poem is born.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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The First Poem
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
The words I love you
written by this beauty's tongue
turned a heart rosy red from a somber blue
and made me burn for my heart was wrung.
The first poem I ever read
is the first poem I ever said.
On her poetic lips love words refined
and shaped a sonnet on her flesh defined
On those lips I read a poet's song
And knew it was there my lips belonged.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I love you, I love you
What does it mean?
These words said, to start anew
something pure and something serene.
The first words I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
Those first words she whispered into my ear
And in my heart, her poem stood near
Those are the most beautiful words one ever said
I love you, I love you, will live till its dead.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I read her lips, I love you, I love you..
now to sleep I go in love's sweet bed.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Paradise
Where the river runs black
I take the schoolbooks from your pack
Plastics, wire and your kiss
The breath of eternity on your lips
In the crowded marketplace
I drift from face to face
I hold my breath and close my eyes
I hold my breath and close my eyes
And I wait for paradise
And I wait for paradise
The virginia hills have gone to brown
Another day another sun going down
I visit you in another dream
I visit you in another dream
I reach and feel your hair
Your smell lingers in the air
I brush your cheek with my fingertips
I taste the void upon your lips
And I wait for paradise
And I wait for paradise
I search for you on the other side
Where the river runs clean and wide
Up to my heart the waters rise
Up to my heart the waters rise
I sink 'neath the water cool and clear
Drifting down, I disappear
I see you on the other side
I search for the peace in your eyes
But theyre as empty as paradise
Theyre as empty as paradise
I break above the waves
I feel the sun upon my face
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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I Am The River Messenger
I do not want to understand
I do not want to know
Just I want to feel
Where the feelings lead me!
I do not want to understand
I do not want to know.
Just i want to be like water
Just I want to flow like a river.
Just I want to stand like a hill high
And feel the flow of the wind at the top
How hard it blows! Under what condition
The water turns into ice and ice into stone!
How hard it hurt at the heart in the transformation!
How does it to feel the hardship of the world from the top!
Does the ocean know? so I want to be a messenger
From the top of the hill to the bottom of the ocean like a river.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Talking River
I hear the river
Words flow down the pebble creek through my heart
Defy my understanding
It comes from unknown source, and
Proceeds to unforeseen destinations
It mirrors everything in my life, and says
It’s okay to make mistake sometimes
River passes us by, and
Flow on to other places
So often I listen to it for a second
Hold the words in the palm of my hands
Before it slips through my fingers
Always the river
Remind me love and hatred has no end
So are words has no limits
I will listen to what you say, and
We listen to the river again
The talking river holds its promise
Its steady flow forgives all blemishes
Its current washes off sinking debris
Cleanse our heart as we listen to it
Just Been Born
My heart opened like an oyster shell
I drank salt water from you lips
And just below the equator
I swallowed the pearl
And I feel, and I feel, and I feel
Like Ive just been born
And the sea rolled in and rose around us
Your face above me, darkening the stars
And as the waves were breaking out along the reef
I dived for your heart
And I feel, and I feel, and I feel
Like Ive just been born
song performed by by Heather Nova
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If I Were To Make A Love Poem For Both Of Us
i prefer a poem
with the tone of water
the sound of raging river
where we both
stand beside it
and where you hold
my hand and we fall
on the water
where we go with
the flow of the rage
of the big river
where we are
always together
going to a place
where we have
never been
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Poem Of All The Places I Have Never Been
THE POEM OF ALL THE PLACES I HAVE NEVER BEEN
The poem of all the places I have never been
The poem of all the dreams I have not seen
The poem of others poems written in lines I have never imagined
The poem of the infinite – what-is- not and ‘what- will- never- be
The poem of seas and suns and sounds and Shakespeare’s sonnets,
The poem of words and only words whose sounds do not mean what we feel
The poem of all I would not and cannot write
The poem that is not and never will be in me
The poem I do not write
The poem I am not
The poem lost
The poem which itself is not a poem
The poem of the last contradiction and the first
The poem beyond the poem hidden within the poem
The poem which will never be a poem
The poem which is not
The poem I cannot dream.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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One Poem Leads Into Another
ONE POEM LEADS TO ANOTHER
One poem leads to another
As day to day
As night to night,
Building on suggestions left behind
On the forever incompleteness of whatever is done.
One poems leads to another
All words run into the sea
And the sea is not full
And life too passes
And we grow old,
And one poem runs into another
And there is no end forever
Of what is always ending
And we live and we die
And perhaps God knows why.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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River Korotoa
(DEDICATED TO SHOVA
A FRIEND)
..................................
THE RIVER KOROTOA
THROUGH THE VILLAGE IT FLOWS,
WITH ALL HER BEAUTY AND SPLASH
ROUND AND ROUND THE SILVERY STREAM GOES.
BESIDE THE GREEN PADDY FIELD,
ON IT`S WAY THE KOROTOA RUNS
DAWN TO DUSK SHE GURGLES AND HUMS.
WHEN THE MOON COMES DOWN
OH YOU SEE WHEN YOU FEEL LONELY,
AND THE VILLAGE GOES ROUND.
RIVER GOES LIKE THE GIRL SHOVA
WHO LIVES BESIDE THE BANK OF KOROTOA.
OH THE DREAMY RIVER RUNS
TO DONATE SILT TO THE FARMER
AH THE MUSICAL RHYTHM
WHEN IT PASSES THE VILLAGE DAUGHTER.
YOU THE RIVER KOROTOA
SO BLUE AND CLEAN
LIKE THE LOVE OF SHOVA
WHISPERS AND MURMURS DURING THE SPRING.
(RIVER KOROTOA-NEARLY DYING)
poem by Sohel Mahamud
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Life Art
Life Art
I want to write you a poem.
One that contains no verses
no words
how long it will be
I cannot tell.
It will be a poem that you can see through
yet it will shade you from the sun
a simple lyric
as complex as a crossword
I want it to be something
that you carry through your day
every day
I don’t know if I can write that poem
Or if indeed that poem can be written at all
So instead I am with you
Of you
And slowly together
we are writing our very own poem
Not on a page
Or in a lost notebook
But in the café
and in the street
At a table
In our bed
Every day we add another line
another image
another verse
and I know that with every word that we write
I want it to be the longest poem
That has ever been written.
poem by Andy Houlihan
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I Hear a River Thro' the Valley Wander
I hear a river thro' the valley wander
Whose water runs, the song alone remaining.
A rainbow stands and summer passes under.
poem by Trumbull Stickney
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Heart Of Steel
Build a fire a thousand miles away
to light my long way home
I ride a comet
My trail is long to stay
Silence is a heavy stone
I fight the world and take all they can give
There are times my heart hangs low
Born to walk against the wind
Born to hear my name
No matter where I stand I'm alone
Stand and fight
Live by your heart
Always one more try
I'm not afraid to die
Stand and fight
Say what you feel
Born with a heart of steel
Burn the bridge behind you
Leave no retreat
There's only one way home
Those who laugh and crowd the path
and cut each other's throats
Will fall like melting snow
They'll watch us rise with fire in our eyes
They'll bow their heads
Their hearts will hang low
Then we'll laugh and they will kneel
and know this heart of steel was
Too hard to break
Too hard to hold
Stand and fight
Live by your heart
Always one more try
I'm not afraid to die
Stand and fight
Say what you feel
Born with a heart of steel
song performed by by Manowar from Kings Of Metal
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Y.... River meets desert
A young river,
So strong
Nothing could stop it
Nothing went wrong
Big rocks in its way
No problem at all
It went over them
Around them if tall
But then it met the desert
Water sank deep into sand
Huge problem for the river
It looked like its life was to end
Desperately
It turned to our God
'Please, God help me
To get away from or over this spot'
A voice from above said
'Look at the wind in the sky
It crosses the desert so easily
So just stop to cry! '
'But I am not wind, I am water
How can I cross
Please help me
I am at a loss'
'Did you forget dear river, '
Said the voice from above
'Long time before you were a river
The wind carried you with love'
The river let its water evaporate
Allowed the wind to carry it once more
In its loving arms,
wind held the river as before
Across the desert they went
A lot of water in a big large cloud
And at the other side
The wind let it rain out
There the river again became strong
Even better and stronger than before
With much vigor it ran
For everyone to adore
Dear young men and women alike
If you meet with the desert or anything wrong
Remember who carried you
Before you became a river so strong
poem by Aufie Zophy
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Taking A Glance At You
taking a glance at you
is poetry in itself, by itself and for itself.
there are words in my eyes
they speak in silence. They long to tell you what i feel.
there are hands on my lips. There are fingers there.
They long to go near you and kiss your lips too.
i see you as words too. Your eyes are images of my
own happiness. Your lips are shaping the shapes of ships
and they have sails to take me away to ecstacies.
i feel you as words of love, and lust and desire insatiable.
my fingers want to read every syllable in your face.
you have always been my poem.And there are so many of you
in all of them.
words, and images, and ecstacies. faces and compositions.
i love all of them. And this time i take a glance again.
at you. this poem. this is you. Believe me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A River's Run
Just like a river,
Life goes on and on,
Sometimes it gets shallow,
And sometimes it gets deep,
The churning is like a world wind,
That tries to blow you away,
But somehow you hold your ground,
And always stay,
The sun beats down,
And tries to make you fade away,
But you must go on 'cause the river runs,
Because things count on you to survive,
And thrive on what you have to offer,
So don't go missing 'cause...
The river Must run.
poem by Kathryn Miller
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to connect himself to God
to make this divine connection
from his human
ity
he writes a poem about a kite that a child makes
from sticks and paper
and some paste
to stick them in together
like a symbolism
of body and soul
and the child puts the paper tail
as rudder
of this kite and then he runs to the field
to find the wind to give his kite a lift
to the skies
high spirited like his soul
and his body
wanting to be with
God up there
after this i will ask him,
the child
(or the child in him)
or simply him the man who who writes a poem about a kite
lifting itself up with the wind of his beaufiful words:
do you feel something divine?
was there something divine in this poem about a kite?
did you feel God?
did you see him up in the skies above?
you tell me about angels, now tell me, my friend
about the presence of God
tell me more, about this kite this flight this wind
do not mention anything about power
i am always this suspicious believer.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Highway Hard Run
(myles goodwyn)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
Highway hard run, sure runs, sure hard
Highway hard run, sure runs, sure hard
Just got into montreal
Were looking for relief, but that aint all (oh yeah)
The riot squads on full alert
Esp. for the one that wears a skirt (oh yeah)
Woman I need someone, cant be just anyone
I need someone who knows the way
Walked into this smoke-filled bar
The bands a joke, yeah the singers gone too far (ooh yeah)
But the waiter said shed soon be here
Now should I go or have another beer (oh yeah)
Just let me hold you tight, everything feels so nice
Let me just whisper in your ear (kiss my gut)
Highway hard run, sure runs, sure hard
Highway hard run, sure runs, sure hard
Woman I need someone, cant be just anyone
I need someone who knows the way
Just let me hold you tight, everything feels so nice
Let me just whisper in your ear
song performed by by April Wine
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Beyond The Poem
BEYOND THE POEM
Beyond the poem
Beyond any and all words
Are the feelings
Which names can only imperfectly echo -
Why we live and why we die
We try to say
But all that we feel
Moves through us as a mystery
We only hint at with our words
And guess at with our definitions -
We live and we feel beyond Poetry
And nothing not even the words of humble denial
Can touch us when we are out far beyond where we were born alone.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Know You The River NEar To Grez
KNOW you the river near to Grez,
A river deep and clear?
Among the lilies all the way,
That ancient river runs to-day
From snowy weir to weir.
Old as the Rhine of great renown,
She hurries clear and fast,
She runs amain by field and town
From south to north, from up to down,
To present on from past.
The love I hold was borne by her;
And now, though far away,
My lonely spirit hears the stir
Of water round the starling spur
Beside the bridge at Grez.
So may that love forever hold
In life an equal pace;
So may that love grow never old,
But, clear and pure and fountain-cold,
Go on from grace to grace.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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A Version Of Solitude
you feel like a leaf steady on a pool of
water,
around you is thick fog
and beyond is the haze of a misty morning
the house on the river bank is deserted
and the boulders of rocks are gray and hard
the grass is nil dipping its tongue on the shallow waters
ripples of the wind bring the shadows of shimmer
the mountains stand still
merely looking
this is my poem for solitude
yes, my own version of solitude when all else fail
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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