Stables
Each horse must gravely stand and watch,
Towards this piety I release pride and sit,
To keep energy and hate at bay and stay,
Of all images I reinvent to carefully remain.
A remaining episode is still on offer,
To understand the regional news,
Always the breeze and cool wind,
Anyway I have this and few do.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Wind Horse
Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, gentle Wind horse, you were the last of your kind.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you were running wild and free.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, with this freedom you did nothing but give;
When one called for help you carried them to safety,
No enemy did you have.
Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave your life one day
To a boy with no leg.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave him your endless love.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you now run in the Great Hunting Grounds;
Giving joy to those there, as you did here.
Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, your life was not the last gift
You gave the People.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you prayed for us, you wished a wish for us.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we remember you through your brother Horse.
Wi: yo: h … It is good.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we see you still.
poem by Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
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Hate That Is Not Mine
I hate the way we live
I hate we have to die
I hate the way you want it to be all over
And suddenly change ur mind
I hate you want to hurt yourself
I hate you always cry
I hate I see myself somewhere deep inside your eyes
I hate that I can relate to you
I hate that you cant see
All the good things in your life
I hate you cant see me
I hate when I look in the mirror
Your the person looking back
I hate that every day seems like someone will attack
I hate that I am weak
I hate that you are hear
I hate that I can't change all the things I fear
I hate that I dont hate you
instead I hate myself
for im the one who can't even remember my true self
I hate I let you into my mind
I hate you let me stop living
I hate that I can't stand up to you and understand what im forgiving
I hate I dont talk to you
I hate its not like it use to be
I hate time that makes me change to what you want to see
I hate you couldnt tell this wasn't all my hate
I take your hate into myself and understand my fate
sometimes I dont understand the hate
and still I continue to see
all the hate deep down inside of you
is now inside of me.
poem by Kendra Short
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A love for flower
It was not going well
There was nothing more to think or tell
We did nothing except allowing axe to fall
It was disseverance to nature’s call
I passed through the same sand desert
The wing was slowing blowing with concert
It did touch my cheeks with no warmth
Some thoughts entered to remind me forth
I had no love for rising sun
It was about ugly or bad turn
I had to miss her for whole tenure
She may hunt for complete future
You were there as natural flower
Grown out of hot wind in rainy shower
With all beautiful features in your arsenal
It reminded me of spring’s arrival
It reminds me of gently spoken words
They were quite enough to look forward
Dream of a land where sky was generally to meet
The sand was making way for our resolute feet
Soon the cool breeze may evaporate
The night mare may only be left to narrate
The dusty and hot wind may blow
We have resolved to be part and grow
The nature has proved cruel
It has added and fuel
Igniting the wishes with no extinguishers
Where are those all my good wishers?
I shall come back again
With all flowers in hand to remain
With your close identify for ever
Shall it not stay forever and ever?
I never back tracked and ran away
It was pulling me far and away
The cool breeze never appealed
All thoughts of desertion got repealed
I know it may be living hell
It may be doom’s day and hell
I remember you always and offer a pray
It is neither easy to forget
Nor the days to pass or let
It is not the cruel fate
We are only easy pry and very late
You could easily speak through eyes
It spoke of everything without any “why”
I waited for your nod to reach my ears
It has gone swiftly to hear it for years
I had silently preferred to walk away
It was advisable to watch from distance and stay
The fortune was expected to swing
All happiness and new life was to bring
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Boy
(words & music by claude francois - jean pierre bourtayre - bill martin - phil coulter)
Youre sleeping son, I know
But, really, this cant wait
I wanted to explain
Before it gets too late
For your mother and me
Love has finally died
This is no happy home
But God knows how Ive tried
Because youre all I have, my boy
You are my life, my pride, my joy
And if I stay, I stay because of you, my boy
I know its hard to understand
Why did we ever start?
Were more like strangers now
Each acting out a part
I have laughed, I have cried
I have lost every game
Taken all I can take
But Ill stay just the same
Because youre all I have, my boy
You are my life, my pride, my joy
And if I stay, I stay because of you, my boy
Sleep on, you havent heard a word
Perhaps its just as well
Why spoil your little dreams
Why put you through the hell
Life is no fairytale
As one day you will know
But now youre just a child
Ill stay her and watch you grow
Because youre all I have, my boy
You are my life, my pride, my joy
And if I stay, I stay because of you, my boy
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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I'm Writing to the Wind
I'm writing to the wind
The words drift from my mouth
They dance and mix about
Then lose what they're about
I'm writing to the wind
To say I stand alone
To let the people know
I came and then went home
I'm writing to the wind
Because no one seems to know
We're nearly almost at the door
Where no one want to go
And if the wind says no
I think I'll understand
The wind just comes and goes
And seldom makes a stand
The wind can pass me buy
Or stay awhile to linger
The wind can never die
Or rise to point it's finger
The wind goes on and on
Around the world forever
Unless it comes to find
It's a sad and poor endeavor
For after we are gone
The wind will just be flying
'Ore empty barren plain
We made as we lay dieing
poem by S. Michael Downs
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The Last Remaining Light
Roll me on your frozen fields
Break my bones to watch them heal
Drown me in your thirsty veins
Where I watch and I wait
And pray for the rain
Curl like smoke
And breathe again
Down your throat
Inside your ribs
And through your spine
And every nerve
Where I watch and I wait
And you too the herd
And if you dont feel me now
Sun will rise
Still Im in grief of the coming night
In the last remaining light
Seven moons and seven suns
Heaven waits for tose who run
Down your winter and underneith your waves
When you watch and you wait
And pray for the day
And if you dont believe the sun will rise
Stand alone and greet the coming night
And in the last remaining light
And if you dont believe the sun will rise
Stand alone and greet the coming night
And in the last remaining light
Light
Light
Light
song performed by by Audioslave
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Commentary On Hate
What good does it do
to me and to you
to hate?
That consummate feeling
will send you reeling
into a tight-fisted agony,
that will stay with you
and will stay with me
until compromise can come.
Hate will build up
and tear you down.
And the fist so tight
will pummel to the ground
in search of release
that will not come
until the hate
has come undone.
Who are the ones
who do not hate?
the peaceful ones
at the Pearly gate
that opens up
and says, 'No more.'
I will not hate.
I've done that before.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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What is a Horse?
What is a horse?
A horse has eyes as dainty as a mink.
The grace is interrupted merely by a blink.
A horse is beauty.
What is a horse?
A horse is a tree in a storm that never goes down.
A horse is a weathered rock that stays around.
A horse is ancient.
What is a horse?
A horse waltzes like breeze over rivers.
She curvets and leaps like rain shivers.
A horse is a marionette.
What is a horse?
A horse is determination, that never stops flowing.
A horse is fondness, that never stops growing.
A horse is poetic power.
poem by Lily Whittaker
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Several Things I Hate About You
I hate when you call my name
I hate when you send me mail
I hate when you give me rings in the middle of the nights
I hate when you give me precious gifts
I hate when you gaze at me
I hate when you understand me
I hate when I'm in rough times, you support me
I hate when I'm weak, you give me strength
I hate when you tell me that you care about me
I hate when you stand by me
I hate when you hold me
I hate when you spoil me
I hate when you share everything with me
I hate when you draw a smile on my face
I hate when you dry my tears
I hate when you take away all my fears
I hate when I'm sad you make me glad
I hate how deeply I'm in love with you
poem by Sihem Sweetie
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Too Cool for School
This poem is inspired by my teenage daughter's current attitudes to her studying. Parents, you've heard it all before!
Don’t want to stand out and look absurd
That’s only for a geek or a nerd
I wanna look cool and not a jerk
There’s loads of time left in life to work
Study? You’re joking. I’d look a fool
Can’t you see I’m too cool for school!
Leave me alone, stop crowding my space
Yeah, whatever, now get outta my face
Don’t need you, find someone else to advise
All you ever do is criticize
My marks aren’t that bad, I’m off to the pool
Don’t you know I’m too cool for school
Maths, languages, science, I don’t get it
I’d rather watch some of the guys that are fit
Or go out shopping or just stay in bed
I’m a teenager, not halfway dead!
I’ll study later, my life’s too full
You don’t understand I’m too cool for school
Well I’m finished school now but I’m not overjoyed
Its not so cool being unemployed!
Me & My Horse
riding together,
you and your horse.
as you run against the wind all you call hear is-
the wind wipping your ears,
the horse's hooves thundering beneath you,
the chains of your bit as the horse pulls against the reins,
and the faint sound of the horse behind you.
your horse stops,
the horse behind you catches up.
the race is over,
freedom will have to wait until next time.
poem by Horse Lover
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Here Is The News
Here is the news
Coming to you every hour on the hour
(here is the news)
The weathers fine but there may be a meteor shower.
Here is the news
A cures been found for good old rocket lag
(here is the news)
Someone left their life behind in a plastic bag.
Here is the news
Here is the news
Here is the news.
(spaceworkers dispute in london today.
A lightning strike by air shuttle officers
Led to over 2,000 passengers being held up
For up to 10 hours to board flights...)
(ten eurotechnicians were today sentenced
By the justice computer to be banished for life
To the prison satellite penal one...)
Here is the news
Another action filled adventure
(here is the news)
All the worst from the world convention.
Here is the news (the very latest)
Here is the news
Here is the news
Here is the news
(... shares of roboko development are now climbing...)
(... a very great friend of mine...)
(... our regular scheduled programs...)
(... the latest report from the people down there...)
(... a tiny little detail...)
(... Id like to say hello to everybody...)
Here is the news
I wanna go home, I want my baby back
(here is the news)
I wanna go back!
Here is the news
Somebody has broken out of satellite two
(here is the news....)
Look very carefully, it may be you, you, you, you...
(... the energy counsel today announced...)
(... the archbishop is waving to the crowds...)
(... the world broadcasting authority today announced...)
(... I think thats going to be alright, youll have to wait & see...)
(... Ill call you back later...)
Here is the news.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Tearing the World Apart
We smile because we are told. They say it makes us attractive, stand out and even bold.
Read all those books learning how, when the authors don't even believe the things being told.
How does society function from this facade, vain things, and empty words?
It runs in circles on lies, how things should be done, when we don't know why.
It's all a thin wall of plaster, put your hand on the wall, and break through it all.
We release things of worth to the air, burning it in the fires from the ground.
We build temples to vanity, hate, envy and let pride abound.
Where do the young look for courage, role models there are barely none.
You may turn aside from my banter and keep your life's canter.
Gallop like a horse to the things you desire, but in the end you will watch them evaporate with fire.
What do we love? Will we ever love each other, instead of all these things that posses our hearts?
I am not able to see the way out for man kind, instead all I see is everyone tearing the world apart.
poem by Midnight Writer
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Release
I see the world
feel the truth
which way to go
windowsill
i see the words
on a rocking horse of time
i see the birds in the rain
oh dear dad
can you see me now
i am myself
like you somehow
i'll ride the wave
where it takes me
i'll hold the pain
release me
oh dear dad
can you see me now
i am myself
like you somehow
i'll wait up in the dark
for you to speak to me
i'll open up
release me
release me
release me
release me
song performed by by Pearl Jam from Ten
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I know you are there and I know you understand
What I am saying,
I say from my heart
Two faces, happy & sad, Hate & love in one body,
And you see them
In the mirror as you shake your hair
For some lies, combing some truths
For me to gaze upon like I am
This woman asking from your crystal ball
What happens tomorrow?
When I am alone and he is gone,
Do I have to speak in riddles for you to
Really find the answers? No, I don’t because
I am candid about feelings,
Ask me again if I am happy
And I will show you some scars.
I know you are there and I know you understand
When I tell you that I am crying and sobbing
On a laptop of stories,
He will neither hear me nor you, but we will all be here,
In this tragedy of the hearts
Of two faces, happy & sad, and hate & love, and hate & love,
Wanting to go but also wanting to stay
I know you are there and I know you understand, stay, and stay
I will be going away but only for a while.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Between My Horse's Wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air
Beneath the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy
The muscles work powerfully
To drive us into the night
The stars wink like little lights
Above the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As I ride over the ocean and sea
My muscles tense as I hold
My skin red from the windy cold
Flowing past the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
I revel in this dangerous ecstasy
A silvery mane blows in my face
Blown back, by the wind we race
Born on by the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As we fly through the air swiftly
My face is lifted toward the sky
Arms outstretched, wind rushing by
The beating of the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
Faster and faster, we seem to fly
The wind tugging at my body
As I look to the heavenly bodies
Shining on the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
My horse flies gracefully
Over the fields and streams
Are these things only my dreams?
Sitting between the horse’s wings
poem by Horse Poet
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Don’t Say Hate Easily
Don’t say hate easily
Because like love we don’t know where it will run
Don’t say hate and give no damn
Because someone will hurt and it’ll become burden
Don’t say hate because a must
Your heart will frozen and lost the way
Don’t say hate because pride
The unseen wall will grow thicker to separate
Don’t say hate in anger
Because you have blinded your own eyes from the truth
Don’t say hate in misunderstanding
Because something precious will disappear before you realize
Don’t say hate to the people that makes your heart boils
But to the act you believe to be wrong
Don’t say hate to something you don’t know
You’ll never learn how stop the hate if you don’t want to understand
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hate Is...
Hate is a feeling that boils with rage.
Hate is a feeling you lose with age.
Hate is a feeling that eats inside.
Hate is a feeling we all should hide.
Hate is the feeling we dont understand.
Hate is the feeling of losing our stand.
Hate is the feeling of a thing called fear.
Hate is the feeling that hurts in here.
Hate is a feeling that grows some more.
Hate is a feeling, what good is it for?
Hate is a feeling that you have too.
Hate is a feeling I have for you.
The Glory of Man and Horse
Oh, the glory of the charge!
Man and horse to battle
Never an army too large
To stand in their way
Oh, the glory of the plains!
Man and horse to conquer
Battling wind and rains
To tame the far, far west
Oh, the glory of the sand!
Man and horse to test
Over the hot, dry land
To try their strength
Oh, the glory of the race!
Man and horse to run
Galloping a fearsome pace
To win that golden cup
poem by Horse Poet
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I hate everything about you.
I hate those who lie
I hate you
I hate your lies.
I do not know you
I hate you
I hate everything about,
You
I hate that you say you,
Care but you don't.
I hate you.
I hate for using me
I hate everything you,
Said.
I hate your voice
I hate yor looks.
I hate you.
I hate when you're,
Mad and take it out,
On me.
I hate the way you,
Talk to me
I hate the way you,
Make me feel.
I hate you.
I hate you for lying
I hate how you say,
You love me.
I hate you for treating,
Me soo cold
I hate you for who you,
made me.
I hate you.
I hate that you fooled,
Me
I hate the way you,
Stay down low.
I hate the way you,
Made me feel
I hate that you hurt,
Me.
I hate you.
I hate you blamed it,
All on me
I hate everything you,
Do to me.
I hate you for all your lies,
And broken promises
I hate the way I met you.
I wish I never Did.
I hate you with all of my,
Being.
I HATE YOU.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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