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Seconds Of Contentment

Seconds of thought understand me,
I have fathomed the real attitude so great.
My mind is made up to you,
I have agreed, I have understood this recent message
And my favourite weather is in the air,
On this sky I behold a little slogan.
My manhood will suffice, and my thoughts are great
Of now.
My slogan in the sky is about my thoughts
So those that believe in my deity are in me.
Thought is great, thought is like a thinker’s thought
Much to the marriage of contentment.
I am satisfied by you when you see me,
So underway is the adventure
Across my seas, to remember me in all sight
As far as you can reflect.

poem by Naveed Akram
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My Thoughts

Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.

Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within

Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.

Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing

Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.

Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.

Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish

That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.

In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech

It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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You have no set in my thought

.

The Sun is set;
It slips out of my thought.
The Moon is set;
It slips out of my thought.
When you exited
You stay put in my thought.
When I hear some
By your name, you’re my thought.
You have not set
In my memory and thoughts.
You are not set
To my fervour and thoughts.
When I see some
As lean, you come to my thought.
When some one is
Coy, you strike my thought.
You cannot set
Though there is twilight.
I cannot let
You slip out of my concept.
For you have met
All needs of my amorous thought.
27.04.2001, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How Great

Like a mother mine was delighted she gave birth
It feels as great as we felt coming to live on earth
Great as we thought it was when joining school
Highly respectable as we perceived our graduation
with great love of money for love and infatuation
Much as we thought money made people great

Then the job made great impact on love perception
We were held higher by those thinking we were great
Our mind made us take a great pride in education
With little regards to the good great book we forgot
For great eloquence in language for communication
For great crowds of ladies and gentlemen we fought
The more lovers one has, the easier it was to feel great

How great was the lavish and satisfaction
How great the diversity and the depth we experienced
How great the comfort to feel the hardness and softness
How great on earth does it taste fornication?
How great when we fear not for our Godlessness
How great when we die is going to be our tribulation?

poem by Linus Kithinji Njeru
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Thoughtfulness

A thought has resided in my head,
And it is considered the blessing of the Earth;
Very brave is my character if the thought has any basis,
And any commentary still has a provocation of another thought.
Beauty resounds in the head, as the heart collapses in time with itself.
Better is the art of the thinker who kept his wit,
And drew his mind in his mind,
Declaring thoughts that decided to twitch in mine.
A thought is a wonderful goal in life,
You love or hate it - especially when it ticks and spins
All in the name of thinking aloud.

poem by Naveed Akram
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I see only thought clouds and, not people

I do not see people
But I see only bunch of
Thought clouds
In different shapes
Colours and volume
A sage declared
While addressing a gathering

He was elaborating
That these clouds
Keeps changing very fast
In their dimensions and shades
Indicating the swiftly changing
Thought processes
In the human mind

He added your thoughts only
Seed your words and trigger
Your actions

I would rather attempt to identify people
By not what they talk
By not what they act
By not what they look
Only by what they think

Civilized living
Had trained us and taught us
Not to talk what all we think
And not to act on what all we say

The gap is widening
To the extent that
Though thoughtful
We cover up our original thoughts
With sweetened phrases
And with pleasing-others actions

He was in a hurry to add
That you are what you think
And you are not what you do
Nor what you say
So I see only thought clouds
In crowds
Not people

Do not but ask me
Whether you know what others think
I must say, I do not know
It is my enlarged vision
Which sees only the cloud
Not its content

These thought clouds
If they are similar
It gives the gathering a much larger strength
Than what you can imagine
And it has great energy

That is why I advocate
In large gatherings
Nurse great and noble thoughts
Which have potential
To serve the communities
With all required strengths
And wisdom to perform
For a common good cause

I see only thought clouds and, not people

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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I Thought...

I thought you would be true
I thought I loved you
I thought you loved me
But I guess I couldn't see

There could have been an 'us'
But instead she came along
Right when everything was great
Now I know I was wrong

You said I love you
You said it true
That was until
You found something real

Now it's as if I'm nothing
Compared to your something
While I'm thinking great
When I know we can't date

Because of her
You can't choose
Because of her
Now I feel used.

poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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Solidify

Pouring in and around the great wellspring
Of simple feeling
And I need bearings in the face of your
Cool cool fire
Walking backwards with the pounding of your voice
Makes my soul tired
And concrete is
As concrete doesn't
And voices can drown

Why should I [4 times]
Solidify
Make me real
So you can see me

I guess you thought
I'd hide the sun from my liquid thoughts and
Make ice for you
You thought I'd seed my clouds
With the rain of your personal dreams
I guess you thought I'd throw confetti
At your parade of lofty thoughts
I guess you thought I'd shine good morning
In some good morning Jack
Surprise

Why should I [4 times]
Solidify
Make me real
So you can see me

song performed by by Sheryl Crow from Tuesday Night Music Club
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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He asked me if I'd take a penny for my thoughts.

A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and I told him the things on my mind.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I had thought then I'd be paid in kind.

A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and the closest friends we came to be.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought then the one he cared for, was me.

A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now rich with my thoughts he was.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought his reason was more than 'just because'.

A penny for your thoughts he asked,
he's made me rich with a broken heart.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now my life has a broken start.

poem by Mandy Lee
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A Thinker

How long are my thoughts alive?
Only until they move on.For new ones enter my mind each day
and the old ones are gone.

The simpler the thought,
the longer the stay.
Complex thinking is not for me.
I simply push it away.

I wake up sleepy
with eyes still closed
but my mind comes alive with thought
and then I am exposed

to multiple thoughts that surface again
and I've not even started my day.
Sometimes I wish to be thought-free
but I know that's not my way.

For thinkers are edgy, never complete
until a thought's on their mind.
And so I've learned to accept these things
and let them slowly unwind.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Storm

I thought of you when I was wakened
By a wind that made me glad and afraid
Of the rushing, pouring sound of the sea
That the great trees made.

One thought in my mind went over and over
While the darkness shook and the leaves were thinned --
I thought it was you who had come to find me,
You were the wind.

poem by Sara Teasdale
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The Great Encounter

Fifteen minutes ago I was away,
Fourten minutes ago I was near,
I couldnt see the pictures clear,
Yet the vibrations I could hear,
My heart pounded with fear,
She was pure and ever dear,
It was fate I thought,
It was late I ought,
It was the great encounter

My heart was mud in boat,
Yet my fight was fed and caught,
My eyes did not deceive,
Wearing nice coats on my mind,
Trying to be the sweet guy always,
To please a woman I adore,
She stole my heart in minutes,
I couldnt steal her time even seconds,
My lost thoughts I thought she found,
Flowers and thorns, me and her
I met a friend, I cherished a friend
The great time, the great encounter

With linen shorts on resorts,
The wishes of a wondering man,
Hoping and waiting for the moment,
So long entrusted in the future,
Forged in the heart of a willing heart,
She never felt the same,
The thoughts of parallel minds,
Black and white, the art of a zebra
Mixed reactions and reacting mixtures,
Hoping and hoping, im waiting for you
The great encounter, so great in deed

The mirror showed me the visions,
Behind me you fashioned a foundation
Being a friend, texts without presence,
Avoiding clean with reasons,
It was pride, I knew it
She was clear, she proved it
Time will tell, but it might fail,
Waiting upon thee,
The great encounter

poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Had Thought

I had once thought about killing
But no-one could I ever kill,
I had once thought about robbing
But from no-one could I ever steal,
I had once thought about cheating
But to a love I could never cheat
I had once thought about lying
But to no-one could I cause deceit,
I had once thought about my death
But I did not want to die
I once thought about depression
But no longer did I want want to cry
I once thought about using
But no one could I ever use
I had once thought about abusing
But then to no-one could I ever abuse.
In my life I had these thoughts
As they would entered into my brain
But when they entered into my soul
From them all I did refrain.
I know what's right from wrong
And that truth can or will never change
Excuses instead of truth cannot be accepted
And sins cannot change their name.
Those ideals will still enter into my mind
Especially when temptation I had sought
But I will stay a virtuos and truthful man
When it comes to sins and lies, I too had thought.

poem by Randy McClave
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I think Ronald Reagan was one of the great presidents, period, not just recently. I thought he had the demeanor. I thought he had the bearing. I thought he had the thought process.

quote by Donald Trump
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Losing My Mind

“I think...”
I thought

but I had no sooner
thought the thought

than it claimed
independence from me.

“Thought is free! ”
it shouted in ringing Shakespearean tones.

I acted
at once

imprisoned it
in some deep dank dark dungeon

at the back of my mind

knowing that
if it succeeded

in seceding from me
& gained autonomy

that other thoughts
would come

(one upon one)

until they eclipsed
me in a wink

think me
out of existence.

I put down
the rebellion

with extreme
prejudice

but now find
I have inaugurated

Guerrilla warfare

as thoughts
snipe at me

blow up the bridges
of consciousness

that I think
into being.

I feel myself
weakening

and fear becoming
a prisoner

in my own
mind

kept in chains
(mentally speaking)

by the Thought
Police

and what
I am

thinking

of trying not to
think.

poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Silly Girl

I am such a silly girl,
Thinking that he may not care,
Or found another.

He had gotten hurt,
Was the worst of my worries.
One bite from rabies’ infected dog,
Could land the great Saint in the ER or worse...

For that to be the man,
That can make my heart race,
Or clam it down.
It was pumping only by the meer thought of him.

The pacing in my mind wouldn’t stop,
Back and forth it goes not making since.
My scattered mind was trying to answer,
What… Why… How…
More I thought about it,
The more twisted my thoughts become.

I thought it was going to be through,
I was going to talk to him once more.
Then I had a seizure.
Because I was so stress out and,
Worried over him.

All in all I am glad we are talking again and,
Never want to go that long,
Without talking to him ever again.

Because I Don’t Hate Him and,
I will Always Not Hate Him! ! ! ! !

poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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One difference between God's work and man's is, that, while God's work cannot mean more than he meant, man's must mean more than he meant. For in everything that God has made, there is layer upon layer of ascending significance; also he expresses the same thought in higher and higher kinds of that thought: it is God's things, his embodied thoughts, which alone a man has to use, modified and adapted to his own purposes, for the expression of his thoughts; therefore he cannot help his words and figures falling into such combinations in the mind of another as he had himself not foreseen, so many are the thoughts allied to every other thought, so many are the relations involved in every figure, so many the facts hinted in every symbol. A man may well himself discover truth in what he wrote; for he was dealing all the time with things that came from thoughts beyond his own.

quote by George MacDonald
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Moments of Thought

Moments of thought, flowing in like a river wild
Crashing against the shore of my inner most self
Motions of reality, intertwined with fantasy of bright skies and solid gold
One moment of this thought, another moment of that thought

Moments of thought, as construction workers build a structure
hammer, nails sounds of progress, higher my thoughts are built
Motions of truth, mixed with purpose of success and prosperity
One moment of this thought and another moment of that thought

Moments of thought, flowing, building
My thoughts of self, my intimate me
Reality, fantasy, truth with success and prosperity
Thoughts come and thoughts go, this that and the other

poem by Lee Henry
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Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth -- more than ruin -- more even than death.... Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible, thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habit. Thought looks into the pit of hell and is not afraid. Thought is great and swift and free, the light of the world, and the chief glory of man.

quote by Bertrand Russell
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Great Rain

Great rain great rain
I thought I heard you call my name
Great rain great rain
I thought I heard you call my name
I was standing in the station
Waving down an unmarked train
Theres a fire at the junction
Why do you do the things you do
Theres a fire at the junction
Why do you do the things you do
I was praying for mercy
And all he ever sent me was you
Jimmy bought the liquor
I bought the cups and ice
Jimmy bought the liquor
I bought the cups and ice
I tell you funny stories
Why cant you treat me nice
Great rain great rain
I thought I heard you call my name
Great rain great rain
I thought I heard you calling my name
I was standing by the river
Talking to a young mark twain.

song performed by by John Prine
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.

quote by Theodore Parker
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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