Warm Evening
A warm, smoky evening walked and ran,
Knowing has a certainty, of resentment.
I had thought of significant ideas and moments,
Inner thoughts destroyed me afterwards.
The new number of probabilities increased,
Inserting the longing of the soul,
The shortest way to home was through it,
It was the soul that mattered for the moon and stars.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Mileva And Certainty
Mileva loved him more than the Stars,
more than Time itself.
They both were physics majors
and dreamers who
wanted to take Newton
to new ground.
Both wanted Certainty:
he had his Cosmological Constant
and tried to prove that God does
not throw dice-
that the Universe was orderly.
She wanted Certainty, too,
and some say showed him how
and this is reflected in some of the ideas
which made him famous.
He got Quantum Physics
and The Theory of Uncertainty;
both then
had only Probabilities.
He divorced her
promising
his Nobel Prize money
and he spun away
into Relativity and Gravity;
both lost threads in the fabric
of Space and Time.
Both lost Certainty,
as we all now have,
we have now
only
Probabilities
and Relativities.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A Secret Of Nature! (Truth Hurts)
here comes the moon,
cheating with the stars when the sun is not arround,
however, it is a marriage that was never atall meant to be,
because the sun comes back home everymorning,
only to find that the moon is nowhere to be found,
the sun being the victim of hurt pain and resentment,
because everytime it comes back from a late shift,
expecting the dearly wife (The Moon)
to welcome him home with warmth and love, because alone the sun cannot create warmth for itself,
but reality is
the sun loves the monn!
the moon loves the stars,
and the stars are known to be the third party,
that which will always remain in the sun's heart (The Moon)
shall never be viewed by his eyes,
and for the love of the moon
it hurts!
the poor sun keeps coming back home,
hoping that the moon had come back,
but me, you, and i know exactly that reality is the truth that hurts,
because the sun will never see the moon again,
because he has never seen him before
he was never loved from the start
henceforth the resentment
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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The Man Who Sailed Around His Soul
The man who sailed around his soul
From east to west, from pole to pole
With ego as his drunken captain
Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold
The man who walked across his heart
Who took no compass, guide or chart
To rope and tar his blood congealed
When he found his self revealed ugly and cold
And the sirens that sing
By your nose with its ring
Theyll drag you in
For your sins
Now he sits all alone
And its no place like home
Its empty skin
A bag to keep lifes souvenirs in
The man who sailed around his soul
The man who sailed around his soul
The man who sailed around his soul
Came back again to find a hole
Where once he thought compassion and the truth
Had laid to warm his freezing carcass on return
The man who walked across his heart
Was doomed to journey from the start
Of every love affair hed broken
All the lies hed ever spoken
Tattooed on his arm
And the jellyfish stings
Even angels with wings
Who look too deep
And dare to peep
Now he sits all alone
Knowing flesh blood and bone
Is everything
He found the treasure hed been seeking
The man who sailed around his soul
song performed by by Xtc
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A World Of Pretend
A moon lit night
Stars as far as the eye could see
Sweet evening coolness
Gentle thoughts of thee
Love from a distance
A pure heart and a tender soul
You were real, love was make believe
A hope to guide along the rocky path, I was to face
You were the place that I could hide and forget all cares
Laughter and delight sang in your voice
Happiness and joy were born in my soul
A world of pretend
Making believe it could be
My fairy tale love from across the sea
Knowing you helped me to believe
If just for a season
You became the reason
I could dream again
Time a distance brought reality
Then one night against a crescent moon
I tied a crimson red ribbon to my dreams
So high above did they fly
Floating to the heavens and beyond
Up, up and away
To the land were fairy tales never end
poem by Patricia Gale
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Music of the Stars
(to Johnny Alegre)
I heard you first as I walked by
Abelardo Hall
The faint strains of a lead guitar
I just could not ignore
Quietly I entered
the large dim-lit hall
Soon I sat there feeling
What I've never felt before
It was the sound of longing
through the strings of your guitar
A man surrendering his heart
A traveller soul-searching
reaching for the stars
A prayer from the heart
You didn't know me back then
But I can tell you now
The music that possessed you
Took me in its power
For on that day a wayward flame
Touched my very soul
And to this day it haunts me still
A song from long ago
It was the sound of longing
though the strings of your guitar
That echoed the longing in my heart
I know I won't forget
That mystical guitar
That song of timeless distant stars
poem by Sonya Florentino
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The Very Thought Of You
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of daydream
I'm happy as a king and foolish
Though it may seem to me
That's everything
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
You eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you my love
The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know
How slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
You eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you
The very thought of you my love
The very thought of you my love
The very thought of you my love
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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The Very Thought Of You
The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
Im living in a kind of daydream
Im happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me thats everything
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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At Best
o
The faithful helm commands the keel,
From port to port fair breezes blow;
But the ship must sail the convex sea,
Nor may she straighter go.
So, man to man; in fair accord,
On thought and will the winds may wait;
But the world will bend the passing word,
Though its shortest course be straight.
From soul to soul the shortest line
At best will bended be:
The ship that holds the straightest course
Still sails the convex sea.
o
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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The Very Thought Of You
The very thought of you
And I forget to do
The little ordinary things
That everyone ought to do
Im living in a kind of daydream
Im happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem to me
Thats everything
The mere idea of you
The longing year for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go
Till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eye in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you
My love
The mere idea of you
The longing year for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go
Till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eye in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you
My love
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Night Sky
Stars aglow in the night sky
Pass so quietly by,
Is it us or them
Who return again?
We to see
And they to stay,
Or possibly tis
The other way.
And who
Really sees who,
In the night so dark
Filled with the deepest blue?
If the moon
Never again shines,
Could it be a sign
Of the end-times?
Or just a loss of sight
On my part?
The result of losing (with cynicism)
The natural vision of wonder, in the human heart.
For to see magic
In the moon and stars,
Is to truly look
Deep and far...
Not simply in a night sky,
Rather into the soul,
Where all good things
Freely come and go.
Even if the stars no longer shown
In my little night sky for to see,
Ever, I'd keep returning
Looking; I for they... and they for me.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Coming Of Light From The Night
Evening sun brings horizon a radiant hue,
While mind and soul ponders what to do,
Sitting quietly she meditates at water edge,
Perched above shoreline on smooth ledge,
Full moon of the warm summer’s night,
Gave the water’s face a shimmering light,
Bringing on a calm and wonderful peace,
Troublings of mind did soon find release,
Majestic beauty of a starlit unclouded skies,
Would let soul’s depth release gentle sighs,
Deep thoughts towards making a better life,
Within a world all filled with hate and strife,
One gentle angelic entity in life full of pain,
Stuck between birth and grave on this plane,
Salty night air has refreshed body and soul,
New insight made the will strong and bold,
Sun of new day rising over ebbing beach,
Dreams seem to fade just out of her reach,
A strong will of mind can bring them to be,
Knowing best was done sets one’s soul free.
poem by Joseph Blitch
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Flight...
Dancing under the light of an alabaster moon,
Gracefully I take flight and gaze upon the wonder of life.
The freedom of flight enraptures my soul,
With exuberance I dance amongst the stars.
Unable to contain the fire of life that burns within,
So intense it lights up my soul as I dance across the moon.
I am a shooting star streakng across the heavens,
My journey guided by the certainty of peace and love...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Soulero
I will be waiting
With a song in my soul
A fortunate weakling
Which I have foretold
To everyone here at home
And then I will raise my arms up
So that I can climb on that tree
But my soul is thirsty for that love
And my spirit is at rest here at home
Also my mind is filled with thoughts of home
And the thoughts about home are pleasant
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Weight Is My Soul
(graham russell)
In the night when youre lonely and you cant find a word for how you feel
Theres a place that you know of where the lights are so low theyre hardly real,
In a chair on the front verandah is a weight with a thought to set you free.
The weight is my soul
The weight is my soul, come to me.
I can see through the streetlights where the evening air is turning round
All I hear is the hangin of the moon and the stars on the sky.
In a chair on the front verandah is a weight with a thought to set you free.
The weight is my soul
The weight is my soul, come to me.
Have you thought of the times when your heart and your mind are free
Have you thought of the times when your heart and your mind are free
In the night when youre lonely and you cant find a word for how you feel,
Theres a place that you know of where the lights are so low theyre hardly real,
In a chair on the front verandah is a weight with a thought to set you free
The weight is my soul
The weight is my soul, come to me.
song performed by by Air Supply
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The Very Thought Of You
-artist: nat king cole
-words and music by ray noble
-charted in 1934 by ray noble (#1) and bing crosby (#11)
-charted in 1944 by vaughn monroe (#19)
-sung by doris day in the 1950 film man with a horn
-charted in 1961 by little willie john (#61)
-charted in 1964 by rick nelson (#26)
The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
Im living in a kind of daydream
Im happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me thats everything
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
The mere idea of you, the longing here for you
Youll never know how slow the moments go till Im near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
Its just the thought of you
The very thought of you, my love
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Thoughts of Home
I watched them from the window, thy children at their play,
And I thought of all my own dear friends, who were far, oh, far away,
And childish loves, and childish cares, and a child’s own buoyant gladness
Came gushing back again to me with a soft and solemn sadness;
And feelings frozen up full long, and thoughts of long ago,
Seemed to be thawing at my heart with a warm and sudden flow.
I looked upon thy children, and I thought of all and each,
Of my brother and my sister, and our rambles on the beach,
Of my mother’s gentle voice, and my mother’s beckoning hand,
And all the tales she used to tell of the far, far English land;
And the happy, happy evening hours, when I sat on my father’s knee,
Oh! many a wave is rolling now betwixt that seat and me!
And many a day has passed away since, I left them o’er the sea,
And I have lived a life since then of boyhood’s thoughtless glee;
Yet of the blessed times gone by not seldom would I dream,
And childhood’s joy, like faint far stars, in memory’s heaven would gleam,
And o’er the sea to those I loved my thoughts would often roam,
But never knew I until now the blessings of a home!
I used to think when I was there that my own true home was here,
But home is not in land or sky, but in those whom each holds dear.
The evening’s cooling breeze is fanning my temples now,
But then my frame was languid, and heated was my brow,
And I longed for England’s cool, and for England’s breezes then,
But now I would give full many a breeze to be back in the heat again.
But when cold strange looks without, and proud high thoughts within,
Are weaving round my heart the woof of selfishness and sin;
When self begins to roll a far, a worse and wider sea
Of careless and unloving thoughts between those friends and me,
I will think upon these moments, and call to mind the day
When I watched them from the window, thy children at their play.
poem by Arthur Hugh Clough
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The Two Of Us Won’t Share A Glass Together
The two of us won’t share a glass together
Be it of water or of sweet red wine;
We won’t be kissing, in the morning either
Nor, late at night, enjoy an evening shine…
You breathe the sun, I breathe the moon; however
We are united by one love forever.
I always have with me my true soul mate,
You have with you your ever-merry girlfriend;
Yet I’m acquainted with your eye’s dismay
As you’re the reason of my lifelong ailment.
The length of our dates won’t be increased,
That’s how, it’s doomed, to honor our peace.
Yet, it’s my breath that flows in your rhymes
While in my rhymes your voice is singing clear;
Oh’ neither oblivion, nor fear
Will ever dare to touch this kind of flame.
I wish you knew how I am longing now
To feel your dry and rosy lips somehow.
poem by Anna Akhmatova
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Sonnet X (Melancholy)
Sonnet X
(Melancholy)
The lonely moon stared at me tonight;
The night falls into my eyes
as if it tries to get me out of this realm.
The hounds are howling
the stars are lamenting
it seems that they've lost their courage!
I bear this melancholy from the balcony of your soul;
I was standing outside your words
Shouting soundless words from my soul
but my voice does not reach you.
I crave to see your eyes and your smile
but it was forbidden for a man to see a demi-god
so I'll stay outside your realm, looking at the moon
and start longing for the infinite!
poem by Christian Crisostomo
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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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Assuming that man has a distinct spiritual nature, a soul, why should it be thought unnatural that under appropriate conditions of maladjustment, his soul might die before his body does; or that his soul might die without his knowing it?
quote by Albert J. Nock
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