I Have Never Said
I have never said to anyone that I loved them
and not meant stars, not meant soft green lanterns, not
meant the light coming out of the dark
and fireflies on a windy summer night by a black lake
or the lamp that draws the doe out of the shadows
or the moon drunk quicksilver in the inebriated window
warping its image through the delusional weeping
of dirty winter glass signed like a guestbook
by everybody’s tears, inside and out, and this
still the case though I’m old enough to know
all that crying never turned into a single chandelier
and sad ink’s a bigger liar thread for thread
than the dyes of joy that colour the whole head hopeful.
And I have lain like an island of flesh in a coven of candles
beside cool dolphins with seabird hands
off the coast of my longing, and marvelled
at the amazing bridges of their bodies
and how they nudged my shipwrecked heart ashore.
I have never said to anyone that I loved them
and not meant the mountain ribbon of a bloodstream
that could fill to the brim the infinite cosmic goblet
of an eye, emptier than a telescope dying of thirst
in a desert of stars, with the wine of its endless flowing;
never said I love you to a tree or a door or a cat
or the chain of footprints I drag through the snow like the past
and not meant some era of a woman
who came and stayed awhile with me
in the desolate shadows of a late afternoon apartment
like the first rising of a second moon
I could live on alone in a garden of skulls and fountains.
And even when I draw the suicidal hypotenuse
of love’s last crescent across my left wrist
to bury myself in an alma mater of unsanctified ground,
having given a hand to the death of a savage passion,
or swept my continental vision off the table
back into the coffin like an archipelago
of missing jigsaw pieces, more vacancies than a honeymoon hotel
everytime I try to assemble it, I still know
even if it isn’t vouched to me,
that love is life, and life is a bride
that walks to the altar of her mysterious sacrifice alone,
trailing her ancient veil of stars
along this endless road of ghosts, and somehow
even when I’m the corpse of a fox in the ditch
among the white, sweet, wedding clover,
having been struck from the glare of her highbeams,
it is always somehow strangely okay
and foolishly worth it.
poem by Patrick White
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Rabiteen
He said that he would stay forever
forever wasn't very long
He said that he would take the high road
He thought that I was always wrong
Cause when he lied it meant he loved me
And when he lied it meant he cared
And when he lied it meant he loved me
Cause when he lied it meant that he was there
He said that he would go his own way
wrapped up my leg and down my spine
He said that he would be the fairest
Drenched in blood and turpentine
Cause when he lied it meant he loved me
And when he lied it meant he cared
And when he lied it meant he loved me
Cause when he lied it meant that he was there
I am never going back I don't care what he said
I wish he could see the hate in my head
I am never going back I don't care what he said
I wish he could see the hate in my head
I am never going back I don't care what he said
I wish he could see the hate in my head
I am never going back I don't care what he said
I wish he could see the hate
He said that he would tell no secrets
He said that he would never lie
He said that he would spring eternal
He said that we would never die
Cause when he lied it meant he loved me
And when he lied it meant he cared
And when he lied it meant he loved me
Cause when he cried it meant he cared
Cause when he lied it meant he loved me
And when he lied it meant he cared
And when he lied it meant he loved me
Cause when he lied it meant that
he was
he was
he was
He was there
song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Clear Hearts Grey Flowers
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Should I or should I not love you?
I have being cogitating all afternoon
And you may think it is too soon
To feed you love with my spoon
But the ebony night shines a full moon
Taking into consideration
The obvious complications
Should I or should I not love you
As you are meant by me to be loved
The fact that you are a coward
Incapable of moving forward
Just trying to hold me backwards
As you hang in there in your comfort zone
Playing the field only when high on hormones
Only with love ones heart is broken
With sensitivity I need to be open
Should I or should I not love you
As you are meant by me to be loved
People gossip but they do not care
If outside marriage we have affairs
Should I or should I not love you
As you are meant by me to be loved
Think! We have been here before
The aftermath brought forth no cure
Should I or should I not love you
As you are meant by me to be loved
We play with peoples feelings
What we feel we keep concealing
As if reaping sweet fruit by stealing
This to me is simply not appealing
Should I or should I not love you
As you are meant by me to be loved
My feelings for you is my love indication
Upon which you place egoistic restrictions
This is a tender situation
I need to take into consideration
Should I or should I not love you
As you are meant by me to be loved
And if I decide to let you go
It will hurt me slow by slow
In time the pain will go not grow
It is the right conclusion that I know
Or should I close my eyes like a fool
And pretend that everything is cool
While you use me as a comfort tool
Until my eyes open and I refuse your rules
Should I or should I not love you
As you are meant by me to be loved?
And though you claim not at all to be bothered
Even you know, I would’ve loved you like no other!
Copyright 2007 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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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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Destiny
destiny
has once again surprised me
oh destiny
must want you here beside me
quietly
like the sunrise with its splendor
unexpectedly
with a passion strong yet tender
you draw me in
like the moon draws the tide
swept away by this love
taken in by your eyes
if I had to walk away from you
I know that it would be no use
'cause you're so deep inside of me
can't deny
I never want to be set free
the more you give the more I need
you can't change what is meant to be
no you can't change destiny
destiny
destiny
speaks with many voices
so eventually
we're obliged to make
some choices
oh destiny
who I thought I owned completely
just to toy with me
made me fall in love so deeply
you fill my soul
like the stars fill the sky
brought to life
this new world
where I'm held captive inside
if I had to walk away from you
I know that it would be no use
'cause you're so deep inside of me
can't deny
I never want to be set free
the more you give the more I need
you can't change what is meant to be
no
song performed by by Gloria Estefan from Destiny
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The Proposition
You cant have the flower without the root
You cant have the fire without the soot
Even a stripper needs her red tasseled suit
And we were meant to be
In every war the north needs the south
And everyone knows all assholes have a mouth
Without mystery what would writers talk about
And we were meant to be
An apple needs pits the way melons need seed
Your foot needs your arm and your arm needs your knee
And one of these days I know you will need me
We were meant to be, ooohhh, we were meant to be
Youre mothers an ogre your fathers a scamp
You wont see my parents honored on any stamp
But just like a bulb screws into a lamp
We were meant to be
The way the aids needs a vaccine, somewhere a vaccine needs
Aids, the way a victim needs life, a life needs to be saved
And out of all of this will come a better way
We were meant to be
So you can go to europe, los angeles or mars
You can stand on a building throwing cinder blocks on cars
You can practice deep voodoo, but like me youll see
We were meant to be, we were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Sun, The Moon And Stars
Ah-ooh, ah-ah-ooh, ah-ah-ooh, ah-ah-oh-ooh {2x}
It's late and i'm running out of clever things 2 say
The kind that will bring a girl like u 2 tears
There's only one more glass of this ros
Let's throw it on the fire with our past
And dance the night away until...
The sun, the moon and stars
Don't seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
It's late and i think it's about time 4 u and me 2 get closer...
2 get closer than we ever did before (ooh)
Whenever there's a tide u can let it ride inside your interior
Lay back, relax upon my shore (ooh)
Ooh-ooh baby, i wanna make love 2 u right here
One inside the other one - no fear, we're here until...
The sun, the moon and stars
Don't seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
Blow out this candle sunlight
And come lay down next 2 me
And paint another rainbow - ooh-wee (ooh-wee)
Eclipse this light with extasy
[...]
Come on, come on
Let's lay down
I'm walking out of what to say
That kind of lucky rhyme
Make a chippy wanna say:
whisper in the belly
2 me rocking ros?
Do u like i do
Come on and dance the night away
Let's lay before they get to close the door
U and me, we got 2 get down on the floor
Come on, let the tide ride in and off the shore
I wanna love u once again - and then some more
Lay your head back i got my hand behind your head
Like u do the limbo supple on the bouncy bed
Let's bouncing on the summer spring
And when u start 2 fall
U come like a cold winter due in montreal
(come on baby)
(the sun, the moon and stars) - hey-hey, hey-hey
(the tide ride) - hey-hey, hoo-hoo
(the tide ride - hou)
The sun, the moon and stars
Don't seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
The sun, the moon and stars
Don't seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
song performed by by Prince
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What I Really Meant To Say
It took me by surprise
when I saw you standing there
close enough to touch
breathing the same air
You asked me how I'd been
I guess that's when I smiled
and said 'Just fine'
oh but baby I was lying
What I really meant to say
is I'm dying here inside
and I miss you more each day
there's not a night I haven't cried
and baby here's the truth
I'm still in love with you
That's what I really meant to say
And as you walked away
the echo of my words
cut just like a knife
cut so deep it hurts
I held back the tears
held onto my pride
and watched you go
I wonder if you'll ever know
What I really meant to say
is I'm dying here inside
and I miss you more each day
there's not a night I haven't cried
and baby here's the truth
I'm still in love with you
What I really meant to say
is I'm really not that strong
no matter how I try
I'm still holding on
and here's the honest truth
I'm still in love with you
that's what I really meant to say
that's what I really meant to say
That's what I really meant to say
song performed by by Cyndi Thomson from My World
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Fold It All Away
The fire, the heat, the hungry daze -
I will fold it all away.
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
You made my heart soar and leap
And now my heart will go to sleep
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
All desire in me is gone -
Another’s touch would just feel wrong
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
Your smile’s engraved inside my head,
The view of you, touching foreheads
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
A kiss that made my heart melt,
Feelings I had never felt
Like clothes just meant for summer days
It’s winter now - cold here to stay
I loved to hear your laughter most
But now the sound will be a ghost
Like clothes just meant for summer days
I will fold it all away
Such warmth and love can never stay
I will fold
It all
Away
Higher than I’ve ever been
The fall is here - let it begin
But I will rise again someday
The cold and winter cannot stay
For now that day seems far away
Like clothes just meant for summer days
And I will fold
Every piece
Away
It’s winter now
The cold
Will stay
The Way Lifes Meant To Be
Well, I came a long way to be here today
And I left you so long on this avenue
And here I stand in the strangest land
Not knowing what to say or do
As I gaze around at these strangers in town
I guess the only stranger is me
And I wonder (yes, I wonder)
Yes, I wonder (oh, I wonder)
Is this the way lifes meant to be?
Although its only a day since I was taken away
And left standing here looking in wonder
(its your life, its your life)
Ah, the ground at my feet, maybe its just the old street
But everything that I know lies under
(its your life, its your life)
And when I see what theyve done
To this place that was home
Shame is all that I feel
Oh, and I wonder (oh, I wonder)
Yes, I wonder (wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder)
Is this the way lifes meant to be?
Too late, too late to cry
The people say
Too late for you, too late for me
Youve come so far, now you know everything my friend
Look and see the wonders of our world...
And I wonder (oh, I wonder)
Yes, I wonder (yes, I wonder)
Is this the way lifes meant to be?
As I wander around this wreck of a town
Where people never speak aloud
With its ivory towers and its plastic flowers
I wish I was back in 1981
Just to see your face instead of this place
Now I know what you mean to me
And I wonder (oh, I wonder)
Yes, I wonder (yes, I wonder)
Is this the way lifes meant to be?
And I wonder (oh, I wonder)
Yes, I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder
Is this the way lifes meant to be?
Ooohh, I wonder
Oh, I wonder, wonder, wonder
Is this the way lifes meant to be?
Oh, is this the way lifes meant to be?
Mmmmm, is this the way lifes meant to be?
I wanna know now
Is this the way lifes meant to be?
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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You & Me
Prologue:
Knew you were only fooling when you turned around and said goodbye
Please call this over I'll just roll up in a ball and cry
The winter moon is often viewed in the eye of you
Saw a man walking on the moon on a black and white T.V.
I saw 4 lads from Liverpool in my babysitter's magazine
I saw rain shine than sun fall
Saw nobody home
Saw candles burning in the wind
I saw Lou Reed in Rome
I saw the land beyond my wildest dreams behind a willow tree
Saw naked ladies on the wall of a bathroom in a factory
Saw apples lying on the ground
Saw right through the snow
I saw women dying in an opera
Saw Lou Reed in Rome
Then I saw your face and thought how life's so good to me
We were meant to meet each other in the middle of a mystery
I saw an old man sleeping in the cold by a purple limousine
I saw the biggest canyon in the world with an angel in the stream
Saw a weary eyed 14 year old dancing all alone
I saw a needle going through a heart
Saw Lou Reed In Rome
Then I saw your face and thought how life's so good to me
And we were meant to meet each other in the middle of a mystery
Then I heard you smile and thought how wonderful indeed
Were meant to meet each other You and Me
You and Me
Then I saw your face and thought how life's so good to me
And we were meant to meet each other in the middle of a mystery
Then I heard you smile and thought how wonderful indeed
Were meant to meet each other You and Me
You and Me
You and Me
You and Me
You and Me
You and Me
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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You And Me
Prologue:
Knew you were only fooling when you turned around and said goodbye
Please call this over i'll just roll up in a ball and cry
The winter moon is often viewed in the eye of you
Saw a man walking on the moon on a black and white t.v.
I saw 4 lads from liverpool in my babysitter's magazine
I saw rain shine than sun fall
Saw nobody home
Saw candles burning in the wind
I saw lou reed in rome
I saw the land beyond my wildest dreams behind a willow tree
Saw naked ladies on the wall of a bathroom in a factory
Saw apples lying on the ground
Saw right through the snow
I saw women dying in an opera
Saw lou reed in rome
Then i saw your face and thought how life's so good to me
We were meant to meet each other in the middle of a mystery
I saw an old man sleeping in the cold by a purple limousine
I saw the biggest canyon in the world with an angel in the stream
Saw a weary eyed 14 year old dancing all alone
I saw a needle going through a heart
Saw lou reed in rome
Then i saw your face and thought how life's so good to me
And we were meant to meet each other in the middle of a mystery
Then i heard you smile and thought how wonderful indeed
Were meant to meet each other you and me
You and me
Then i saw your face and thought how life's so good to me
And we were meant to meet each other in the middle of a mystery
Then i heard you smile and thought how wonderful indeed
Were meant to meet each other you and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
You and me
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Meant To Live
Fumbling his confidence
And wondring why the world has passed him by
Hoping that hes meant for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe weve been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe were bent and broken, broken
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
We want more than this worlds got to offer
We want more than this worlds got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Sentimental Me
(words & music by cassin - morehead)
Sentimental me
Guess Ill always will be
So in love with you
Say you love me too
Sentimental me
Dreaming while I live
Living just to give
All my love to you
No one else will do
Sentimental me
Reaching for the moon
Wishing on the stars
On my honeymoon
I want to be where you are
Darling cant you see
It was meant to be
Im in love with you
Say you love me too
Sentimental me
Darling cant you see
It was meant to be
Im in love with you
No-one else will do
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Sun Moon & Stars
Ah-ooh, ah-ah-ooh, ah-ah-ooh, ah-ah-oh-ooh {2x}
Its late and Im running out of clever things 2 say
The kind that will bring a girl like u 2 tears
Theres only one more glass of this ros
Lets throw it on the fire with our past
And dance the night away until...
The sun, the moon and stars
Dont seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
Its late and I think its about time 4 u and me 2 get closer...
2 get closer than we ever did before (ooh)
Whenever theres a tide u can let it ride inside your interior
Lay back, relax upon my shore (ooh)
Ooh-ooh baby, I wanna make love 2 u right here
One inside the other one - no fear, were here until...
The sun, the moon and stars
Dont seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
Blow out this candle sunlight
And come lay down next 2 me
And paint another rainbow - ooh-wee (ooh-wee)
Eclipse this light with extasy
[...]
Come on, come on
Lets lay down
Im walking out of what to say
That kind of lucky rhyme
Make a chippy wanna say:
whisper in the belly
2 me rocking ros?
Do u like I do
Come on and dance the night away
Lets lay before they get to close the door
U and me, we got 2 get down on the floor
Come on, let the tide ride in and off the shore
I wanna love u once again - and then some more
Lay your head back I got my hand behind your head
Like u do the limbo supple on the bouncy bed
Lets bouncing on the summer spring
And when u start 2 fall
U come like a cold winter due in montreal
(come on baby)
(the sun, the moon and stars) - hey-hey, hey-hey
(the tide ride) - hey-hey, hoo-hoo
(the tide ride - hou)
The sun, the moon and stars
Dont seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
The sun, the moon and stars
Dont seem as far as they did yesterday
The sun, the moon and stars
In love we r - 4ever, always
song performed by by Prince
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Thread sofetly
thread softly my love.
thread softly my sweet
for you have made my life complete.
in you i can see all the love that is meant to be.
you have captured my heart and soul.
you have captured everything that i hold.
in you i finally see-that our love is meant to be.
so thread softly my sweet
for my heart is beneath your feet.
poem by Louis Rams
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If You've Come This Far
If you’ve come this far
by the very fact you could
your solitude is marked for exile.
Those who sustain
are threatened by those who enhance.
There’s a soft night breeze
blowing through the open window
and a chandelier trying to teach a mobile to dance
and a man looking up at the stars
into the abyss beyond
wondering how to be grateful
that chaos took advantage of random chance
and he’s here
amazed by the accident.
Being without intent.
Meaning without a basis in fact.
And a passion for darkness that surpasses the stars.
His longing must have reached them by now.
His compassion must have brought them to tears.
Wavelengths of insight can burn for light years
like fireflies with astrolabes
trying to get a fix on their event horizons
as if their own shining
were the only lead they had to go on.
A mirage in a desert of stars
when you’re lost
can give you a sense of direction
to the watershed of your radiance
as well as any other approach to the vastness can.
He picks a few yellow leaves off a green plant
in a bone-dry apartment
and for a moment he’s Adam in the garden again.
He realizes that promoting life
is his way of cherishing his own.
And then he ruminates on its perishing
on his way to the garbage can
to dispose of the heart-shaped leaves
like phases of the moon
on the pages of an obsolete calendar
with pictures of the scenic past
inviting you to come and visit.
What’s a guest to do by himself
when there’s no one else
in the lighthouse
to play the host
but the ghost of God
wandering like smoke along this lonely coast
trying to make the sea stand still
knowing that’s the one commandment
it can’t fulfill
and probably what got him killed?
Prayers are more sincere at a seance
than they are at church.
Widow watch in a dark tower
long after the search has been called off.
He lights a candle.
He blows it out.
He sits down at his desk
and listens to the raging rant
of a heart-broke drunk outside
smashing the love letter he meant to write
like an empty whisky bottle
in the indifferent street light
on the rocks of a lip-syncing mermaid
who’s just jumped his shipwreck
for a lifeboat that likes her singing.
He gets the message.
He’s not one of her new friends.
The man at his desk
reassesses his loneliness
and decides one bodymind
a lifetime
might be a brighter lamp
than any two a genie could wish for.
New lamps for old.
But the fire doesn’t change.
Desire takes root in its own ashes.
Two birds perch like hinges
on the door of a grand entrance
to a Janus-faced New Year
though it’s only August
that looks both ways at once
at the valley it’s just passed through like a death mask
and the view from the peak
of the mountain it’s on
speaking to God face to face
as if there were no come down to the future
of its unhinged celebrants.
Is love the long binge of a periodic alcoholic
who can’t remember
the damage he’s done
to the weather of a loved one?
Or is there something more to it
that greets the heart
with everything that’s missing from the mind?
An inexplicable mystery
that reveals a starmap
of fireflies for the blind
that no one can follow
like the white cane of a tall ship
witching for water in hell
like a lightning rod.
And in heaven
a bloodline that isn’t wounded
by a grail of sad heavy wine
that cures the ailing kingdom of its symptoms
but not the longing of the disease
for the delirium of the dream
that broke it
like a water clock with a fever.
More heretic than believer
a crow balances
like a black umbrella
on a power line outside his window.
Looking at it
he sees an eclipse of the moon.
Total.
No exit
but time
maybe time.
Even the darkness must pass.
He takes it as a sign
that if he’s come this far
the future is well behind him.
He’s a star beyond shining
and there’s no way
even if he’s recalled from exile
even if he receives a look from someone
he can return to
they’re ever going to find him.
poem by Patrick White
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So Sad
When you said forever, you meant a few months. When I said forever, I meant every day until I died. When you said always, you meant until you couldn't handle it anymore. When I said always, I meant until time ended. When you said you loved me, you meant I was no different from any other girl. When I said I loved you, I meant I had never felt what I felt for you. A: /
poem by Jayesh Patel
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Lovely To Look At
The elegant lady who felt like a queen
was lovely to look at,
lovely when seen.
People adored her wherever she went.
She received all complements
when ere they were sent
with dignity and propiety
for all that it meant.
It meant she was loved.
It meant she understood.
that she was loved. She was loved
but not by the one that she did love.
He was not aware of her.
She waited for him to notice her
and her wait was terribly long.
She did not understand this dilemma.
What was it that was wrong?
Finally after many long years
her beauty was a thing of the past.
The one she loved for so many years
came to her at last.
Why now when my beauty is gone?
Why do you love me now?
His answer was not what she expected.
'For I feel I am worthy somehow.
To approach you before did not seem right
though your beauty astounded me
from the very first sight.
Your beauty stayed with me.
It will never depart.
And now my love, I offer my heart.'
The beautiful elegant lady
gasped as she held out her hand.
She was loved. She was loved
by the one she loved
and the feeling was oh so grand.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Nothing Is Impossible
Isn't life strange
A total mystery
As we passed each day
Did you notice me?
And I know girl
You've been looking at me
And I know now
That you and me were meant to be
What would it take to realise
That in my heart
No matter what they say
No matter what they say
When it comes to love
Two hearts are inseparable
No matter what they say
When it comes to love
Nothing is impossible
Walking down that road
It's coming back to me
Did you feel it inside
A thousand memories
[Chorus]
When it comes to you and me
There's so much more
Than they can see
And that's how it's meant to be
[Chorus]
song performed by by Westlife from Coast To Coast
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There Was Nothing Ever To Forgive You For
There was nothing ever to forgive you for
I'd say to you now if you were still alive.
Pain doesn't maintain an agent,
though as many who have lived
have been named as perpetrators;
it just occurs
like happiness just happens
like a stroke of luck, a touch of grace
in an astronomical lottery of famished chances.
Voices arise in my head to address you
in the immensities of time and sorrow
like spokesmen for my heart
and another part of me
listens from the audience to this play
that's been going on for light years without you.
I suspect I'm still trying to perfect the way I loved you
out of force of habit, knowing how
redundant and absurd that is
long after the play closed
and the plaster cherubs
on the Ionian cornices of the theatre
were buried in the rubble
along with the comic and tragic masks
that shed their petals when the lights went off
and everyone was left face to face with themselves.
You have drifted in and out of my poems for years
like a curtain at an open window
in an abandoned house,
like blue smoke from an autumn fire,
the fragrance of the bath you draw from the stars
and sweeten with the salts of lunar wildflowers
whenever you want to renew your virginity
like the kings' mistress
stepping out of the sea
like some Renaissance Venus
covering her sex up with a serpentine lock of hair.
You're the sparrow on the finger of Catullus' lover
except now you can only make it as far
as my windowsill
though I leave everything open to you
to come and go as you please and must.
No illusory skies. No broken necks.
No more finger-stroking the soft walnut of a bird's head
like a lost locket full of grief,
like a small lamp that can't grant anymore wishes
however you caress it.
Ah, the genie's out mingling with the Milky Way
like all unencompassed spirits of the night,
like dead souls in the bodies of Canada geese
heading southwest
though their echoes are veering northeast
as if their homeless ghosts
had a place and mind of their own,
an airy nothingness
without a local habitation or a name.
In my view of the world as picture-music
in an expanding universe with its foot to the floor
on a pedal of dark energy
the vision's always too big
for any frame or stage or star map
you bring to it to try and express
where things are improbably at now.
We were young together for awhile
and we sought to embrace the world
and everything in it
even if it meant kissing the dead on the forehead
to wake them up gently from their long dream
of flying in formation with Canada geese,
though it never did.
I tried it on you more than once.
I kissed every bead on a rosary of prophetic skulls.
And still to this day no one answers, no one hears.
I tried to scry the future
in the crystal balls of my tears
but all I ever saw was the same old moon,
the same old stars that crossed us off
their birthday guest list
like a calendar of total eclipses
that had already taken place.
And I knew the future was far behind us.
And your early death could only make you more beautiful
as the years wore out their threadbare flying carpets
and those rare bright nocturnal spirits of life
you were meant to meet and fall in love with
like the heart loves its bloodstream
like a waterclock loves the passage of time
when it's full to overbrimming
with water on the moon
grow rarer and further apart
like stars on the skin of our cosmic enlargements.
Just like this open window
that never lets eternity become a barrier to the dead.
I've never closed the curtains on the play.
I've never drawn a veil over
the fountains and the waterfalls
the wetlands and rapids of my mindstream
and said to the lady of the lake
in her garment of mist
this is live water
and that water's dead
as if there were a wave of difference
between the one that carries forth
and the one that carries away.
The cloud and the snow on the mountaintop
both speak the same language,
share the same mother-tongue
as does the fog in the valley
the ice, the rain, the dew,
as if what's false about the living
were true of the dead as well,
everything sublime, everything trivial.
Hydra-headed water shapeshifting
through our hands
like the desert sands of an hourglass
that dump the pyramid
and finally get out of the box.
Lunar landscapes
with transmogrifying mindstreams
that apply themselves like water
to mending gardens on the moon
while death waits like a stranger at the gate
to commend you on the green thumb
that's apparent in your choice of wildflowers.
I can still feel you bend time
like the body of a guitar
when you're around me
trying to tune the spider webs
in the corner of the room I write in
to your cosmic whole note of silence.
And just as you were a muse of mine in life
and I drew your intoxicating waters
deeply from the well
and we walked under the stars awhile
without caring where we were going
so even in death
I can feel you come to the dead branch sometimes
like inspiration to a night bird's heart
when it doesn't really matter
if anyone answers or not
because you flower like longing
in the roots of my solitude
and the moon blossoms
and my poems unfold like leaves.
poem by Patrick White
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