I Am Fixed
I am in your company,
Any longer will be the end of me.
I came up to say something,
To dispute about a deed and its relaxation.
I opened my eyes to you with sincerity
And spoke another phrase for you to learn.
The arguments took place in this position,
Your actions were definitely being tested.
I have accosted you to fight you,
And the words of the pen you used
Are fixed forming wonderful meaning
In the very air.
poem by Naveed Akram
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It Is Just A Poem
what i write is just a poem
do not let it disturb you, they are just letters forming words
words forming a phrase
forming an idea to your mind as you read them
it is just a poem, it is just like a movie
let it not disturb you then, sleep and dream
but somehow if it has disturbed you, and you cannot stop it from
disturding you, then let yourself be disturbed and let yourself think
about it:
why are you disturbed?
now, it is not just a poem
it is me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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So Much More
You're so much more to me
Than words can tell
Or the actions that you see
Beautiful, amazing, lovely, honest, loyal these words describe you well
But fail to show you for what you are
High above like a star
You're more than enough for me
But I can no longer hide
And just be friends, my feelings are so much greater- let them be
I just want to spend my life by your side
Because this love of mine I give to you
You who
I praise and adore
Yet no word and no action and no loving phrase
Could give you enough praise
Or do justice to my boundless love for you! But my heart is sore
And cannot wait
My love is too great
If only there was some word to describe the depth of
Of... my love, my love for you, how could I explain this love?
Because it's more than word and deed
More than a need
This love I have is more
So much more, three words will have to suffice so listen close
The only three words I know to express my love so lean in
I love you
poem by David Knox
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Faculty
Sometimes it seems so hard to work out the words,
and then again it seems not hard at all. Just write,
is as simple as that. There are times i can't seem to
work the words, other times the words come up
bubbling in my head with character and meaning.
At times i feel challenged by other writers, and i
begging to doubt my ability to work the words,
i simple read another writer and then i know i have
nothing to be worry about. I understand then that my
contest is with myself and not with other writers.
We all think about the same things, because once
in our life’s we all go through the same situations.
We all have the brain to create anything in our heads.
There’s nothing that i can't do if i focus and if i
don't focus; “you see” this word- focus is meaningful
in some ways, we need the focus, but in poetry we
need more the fantasy in our thoughts, the meaning
to our words, focusing can be important, but if your
head is not in the mood, there’s not going to be any
words bubbling up, even though you don’t need it so
much, because you can create a poem out of anything.
There’s one thing about writing, and reading poetry,
understanding the meaning behind the words.
Every word or phrase has a meaning behind, this is
where readers need to understand; for example-if i'm
drinking away my sorrows, it can mean, crying my
heart out, it can mean, i need to forget, it can mean,
a big hangover, it can mean, sleeping out in the porch,
it can mean, forgetting all you did last night; how many
things out of a phrase. Right know I would just like
to be in my cabin and sit right in front of the fire-place
with a bottle of wine and enjoy my pastoral life while
i write, amazing things.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Resist
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
I can learn to resist
Anything but temptation
I can learn to co-exist
With anything but pain
I can learn to compromise
Anything but my desires
I can learn to get along
With all the things I cant explain
I can learn to resist
Anything but frustration
I can learn to persist
With anything but aiming low
I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I dont know
You can surrender
Without a prayer
But never really pray
Pray without surrender
You can fight
Without ever winning
But never ever win
Without a fight
song performed by by Rush
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From Plains To Camps Of Diseases
A plains dweller, a borderer of convictions,
Habitant of affairs too homely and city.
A rate-payer of lodgings, with the harmful rooms,
Parks of delight surround him, and me.
Now, a sanatorium so fixed to fight,
A camp of hellfire, with diseases, too much beehive,
Covert actions of the main play, heard from afar,
Actions require words, now, needing maintenance.
poem by Naveed Akram
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On A Dissembler
Could any shewe where Plynyes people dwell
Whose head stands in their breast; who cannot tell
A smoothing lye because their open hart
And lippes are joyn'd so neare, I would depart
As quick as thought, and there forgett the wrongs
Which I have suffer'd by deceitfull tongues.
I should depart where soules departed bee,
Who being freed from cloudy flesh, can see
Each other so immediately, so cleare
That none needs tongue to speak, nor ears to hear.
Were tongues intended to express the soule,
And can wee better doe't with none at all?
Were words first made our meaning to reveale,
And are they usde our meaning to conceale?
The ayre by which wee see, will that turne fogg?
Our breath turne mist? Will that become a clogg
That should unload the mynde? Fall we upon
Another Babell's sub-confusion?
And in the self-same language must wee finde
A diverse faction of the words and minde?
Dull as I am, that hugg'd such emptie ayre,
And never mark't the deede (a phrase more faire,
More trusty and univocall): joyne well
Three or foure actions, we may quickly spell
A hollow hart: if those no light can lend
Read the whole sentence, and observe the end:
I will not wayte so long: the guilded man
On whom I ground my speech, no longer can
Delude my sense; nor can the gracefull arte
Of kind dissembling button upp his hart.
His well-spoke wrongs are such as hurtfull words
Writt in a comely hand; or bloody swords
Sheath'd upp in velvett; if hee draw on mee
My armour proofe is incredulity.
poem by William Strode
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When You Spoke...
When you spoke of UNION,
i saw GROUPS.
When you spoke of LIBERATION.
I saw IMPRISONMENT.
When you spoke of EQUALITY,
I saw DISCRIMINATION! !
Oh, why speak against actions that tell the real you.
Don't fool those who cant read your writings,
or understand your words.
When you spoke I believed in Hope,
but when i saw and experienced,
Hope was all lost.
poem by Daniela Gallegos
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Gearhead
Written by John Mellencamp
As the sound bounds in the street
And you settle down to your back seat
And the movement seems to be
.......
And all the jokes that you use to poke
At all the dopes you were once seen with
And every word that you had ??
Was looking up to you for a reason
And you joke at all the words that you spoke
And you say hey man I was only teasing
And the rhyme is no longer in time
And all the words are not the words you been needin'
Well your not alone, you can feel right at home
You've been fully wronged, into position
Its the nature of the race, in an old type of place ??
Cause they'll spit in your face in their conditioned
And now you think to yourself, what is left for tomorrow
And it seems kinda strange, there's nothing left to gain
And nothing left to borrow
And the mistake your about to make
Will be the final take of your sorrow
(Chorus)
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Unspoken Words
If I were to tell you something
would it please you to know what it would be?
For I do not know how I can say it
without saying it to you.
So please bear with me when I say to you
Words cannot express the message
I want to get across to you.
You are the only person
I would want to say this to.
If only you would let my actions
speak for my words,
then you'll see what meaning
my silent words have for you.
If you feel the same way then you'll know
You don't have to say anything
just let your actions speak for themselves.
poem by George Krokos
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The corrupting view.
I spoke ill of her
As she was in others’ company.
I spoke nil of her
When she came to my friend’s company.
I spoke well of her
As I won her in my company.
Now I speak only of her
For now she is no more with others.
Jealousy to envy, envy to pride,
and pride to tranquility –
metamorphosis of feelings.
00.06.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Next Position Please
Words and music by rick nielsen
People all over the world
They get up they get down
They get in they get out
They get pushed, they go back
Start all over again
Till they get to the end
Im from a small town
Had a poor family
Mama was sick, papa worked the factory
I led a rich life
Never had to work hard
House in the country
Horses in my backyard
Next position please
Do I have to get down on my knees
Next position please
Im in a hurry, so hurry please
Read between the lines
Learn a new message
Read the latest book
Its a new twist
Be the first one to have a new ideal
Youll never get bored with mirrors on the ceiling
Next position please
Do I have to get down on my knees
Next position please
Im in a hurry, so hurry please
People all over the world
They get up they get down
They get in they get out
They get pushed, they go back
Start all over again
Till they get to the end
I wanna move up within the company
I can do better with an opportunity
Why dont they use me instead of abuse me?
Im ten out of ten, not some whore in some movie
I wanna be the biggest gun in the world
I wanna see the tits on every girl
Next position please
You have to get down on your knees
Next position please
Im in a hurry, so hurry please
(repeat to coda)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Destined For Glory
Once upon a time in a forlorn land,
a man on a mission was left at fates hand
In his eyes you could see the whites turn red
Surrounded by evil, abandoned for dead
Born on the run by the sign of the sun
A mail-clad warrior, the chosen one
His name's been cursed, he is bound to fail
A wandering spirit with the will to prevail
By the sign of the moon,
he swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
He still can recall his father's words
"Don't loose your faith, let your voice be heard"
Echoes from the past will lead him on
By these words of honor, shine like the sun
By the sign of the moon
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
The prophecies spoke of a wandering man
Skilled with steel, black as the night
Normally veiled from the mortal eyes
His hammer arose like a magic force
With a gaze that turned everything into stone
the warrior spoke, "I am the one"
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Dear Mary
When that baby boy was born
in a manger between the farm animals
and the Son of God
gave His first cry,
what did you think
sweet virgin lady?
When He spoke the first words
that you taught Him
and took the first steps
on wobbly legs
what words did you in joy say?
When He spoke out of the holy word
and in sincerity worshipped God
and as a teenager taught
educated Priests in the temple,
what thoughts came to your mind?
When John baptised Him
and the dove appeared
and God said
“this is My Son, ”
were there tears
of love in your eyes?
When as a innocent man
He was tried,
crowned in thorns,
whipped, stripped
and nailed to a cross
was there hope
between the tears
in your eyes?
When the sun fled from the sky
and the earth protested by quaking
that man in inhumanity
had slain the creator
and had laid his hand on God
and even a heathen soldier knew
that the Son of God was dead,
what pain went through your heart?
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Devil Man And The Humanity
The door of wisdom slightly opened is much better than the widely opened fake world's gate.
And I never imagine to survive happily there
Where things only can be seen with eyes Never can be touched with hands
Never can be felt by hearts
Because they are the deeds of devil man who is pictured out as a man
With his fake deeds some of us somehow may be convicted
Because of his deed's has fake brightness which our eyes will love to watch
He sings songs who's words can't be heard
But its music is so loud can make souls dance upon fires
Without being conscious what the meaning of song words are
They will be tempted with charm of devils crowd
While the devil man celebrates the glory of winnings
Upon dead bodies of innocence people devil man dances proudly somehow
But as well as our pities survive within our hearts
And we have the mercy of God's love inside hearts
Nothing can make us fall apart so far
We all are one
As long as we hold each other hand so tight
As long as we do love and care for our fellow men
The light of love will always glitter there white and bright for protecting all the humanity from devil man!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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A like or dislike
Did she like my saying so?
Have I not to show sincerity and go?
I have all my commitments to throw
She is there for me to show
I proposed for her hand
She was good and nice friend
She was nice all along the way
I had nothing more to offer or say
She might ask” Am I only friend”?
Does your world come to an end?
What feelings you intend to send?
Am forever for you on this earth and sand
You may not like me some times
Still offered you many times
You said yes to all proposals
It met with quick disposals
You were not simple female
You chose me as your partner or male
Is it not my turn to prove it right?
Without going into arguments or fight
What should I do to prove?
If you say no and disapprove
I shall try to be honest
To come in your life as true and best
What do I see and search in you?
Nice individual is in her and sentimentally true?
I know you may come all along
Either of us or any one may go wrong
She needed from me a personal security
I had all the things ready with ability
She was to enjoy life Time Company
I was there for her all the time to accompany
She was reluctant to commit in advance
She had repeatedly said it at more than once
I wanted it to heard it from her in words
The life was to move smoothly onward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Actions Are Sentiments' Verity
Words are but mere lexicon, actions are sentiments' verity;
Where words may serve merely to confound, actions bring clarity;
Actions are the truth, to which words may only portend-
Actions make real, what was once only pretend.
Do not tell me, show me-then I will know;
Do not say you love me, allow the love you profess, to show!
Words tell a story of intentions, actions are their proof-
Do not express a desire for ardor, then remain aloof!
Would you believe I love you if I told you, or more if I show you! ?
After all we have been through, this proof is the least I owe you.
I utter no words before my actions are taken or readied-
I express no sentiment before my heart is inspired and steadied;
When I say 'I love you', it is affirmation of the actions I am willing to take;
When I say 'I love you', it is proof of the sacrifices I am willing to make!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Desinted For Glory
Once upon a time in a forlorn land,
A man on a mission was left at fates hand
In his eyes you could see the whites turn red
Surrounded by evil, abandoned for dead
Born on the run by the sign of the sun
A mail-clad warrior, the chosen one
His names been cursed, he is bound to fail
A wandering spirit with the will to prevail
By the sign of the moon,
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
He still can recall his fathers words
Dont loose your faith, let your voice be heard
Echoes from the past will lead him on
By these words of honor, shine like the sun
By the sign of the moon
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
The prophecies spoke of a wandering man
Skilled with steel, black as the night
Normally veiled from the mortal eyes
His hammer arose like a magic force
With a gaze that turned everything into stone
The warrior spoke, I am the one
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Words Sometimes Take On A Own Meaning
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
and sometimes they are sharp and painful
as if there is much more to words
as if a kind of secret knowledge hides in them
that are sometimes something moving.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
but somehow words can at times miss things
and are sometimes dependent on feelings
as if there is much more to words
when through it all love brings a kind of bonding
and so you and I are attractive to each other.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
and daily a bond develops between us,
while you become more considerable to me,
as if there is much more to words
you constantly live in my thoughts,
while love becomes real through words.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
as if there is much more to words…
poem by Gert Strydom
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I've Lived With It Too Long
My every thought you dispute.
As if my insights,
Were ignited by ego.
Little do you know,
How my life has been lived.
Or those experiences...
That once kept my eyes full of tears.
And those disappointments felt,
That brought the sounds of those who cheered.
As if their actions,
Would have me feel agony and fear.
Let me make this absolutely clear...
You are not the first,
To dispute my thoughts with such a thirst.
Nor will you be the last,
I tell to kiss my ass!
What I observe is a truth being mis-served.
With a dishonesty being done.
And I am not the one,
To easily have it shunned.
Nor do I care who despairs in its presence.
I've lived with it too long.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Arguments
Your are like
An unvanquished fortress.
Your scathing accuracy
Scares me sometimes.
The words are burning
In your mouth,
They have essence,
An intrinsic value
And a meaning
For unleashing my mind
And interweaving it with self.
The words you throw away
Are whipping up the ideas
And ripping off their meaning
To logical and illogical
Arguments.
They become swords
For cornering
The forces of the reason
And releasing them to self.
But when
I hold you with my eye sight
You totally transform yourself
Apparently into another person
And you simply tell me,
''I love you.''
poem by Marieta Maglas
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