Meaning and Eternity
Don’t tell me
This life is without focus and logic
Don’t tell me
This life is elsewhere
Immersed in uncertainty of destination
Rocking back and forth on cosmic trails.
Don’t tell me
That love is not eternal
And the end of life is death.
How can I agree with you?
The substance of the psyche is unknown.
Brain, cognition and matter
Remain a more profound conundrum
Than the riddle of the sphinx.
And is not the conjecture
That there exist forms
Of indubitable knowledge
Just a logical error, a misconception?
Is it not that somewhere reality
Becomes merely an illusion
And illusion
Becomes reality?
Is not the object always subject?
Yesterday the featherlike thin cirrus clouds
With their delicate silky appearance
And fibrous texture were still spread
Irregularly in the sky
Harbingering lovely weather.
But today biotic, ragged nimbostrata
Prevail the firmament
From where rainfall escorts us
On our dilatory way.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Life Is Like Rainbow!
Life is like a rainbow,
you need both
sun and rain to make it appear,
and one who observe,
Life is that rainbow appearing
with Energy and matter, Self is the observer!
Life is like rainbow needs both Sun and rain to spread it colours,
Walk along the garden path,
Or trek along mountain forest paths,
Life spreads its colours,
In flowers and butterflies,
Flora and fauna!
Life spread its colours like rainbow in every ecosystem,
May green mountains,
Shining beneath surface of lake,
May be in hot deserts,
or in cold polar continents!
Life is like rainbow need Life and habitat are two things to spreads its colours!
Life is like rainbow needs food and love to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow needs love and compassion to spread it colours!
life is like Rainbow spreads colours need lover and beloved in their eyes!
Life is like rainbow that needs desires an ambitions to spread it colours!
Life is like rainbow need feelings and thoughts to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow that needs children and parents to spread colours,
Life is like rainbow that needs kids and their innocent thoughts to spread it colours,
Life is like rainbow that needs wisdom and patience in elders to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow that needs two things in teenagers energy and dreams to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow that needs sky and observer,
Some feel rainbow
is illusion like mirage,
But some manage to bridge between life and soul!
Rainbow colours found in every soap bubble,
bubbles grow and shine,
spread colours before they burst and die, .
Strange feeling they create,
Spread their message,
Just like colours spread on their face!
For a scientist life is like rain bow that needs rain and sun,
For a philosopher,
Life is like rainbow needs illusion and misidentification,
Rainbow is illusion created by elements and light,
just like life and world!
It is natural and nature's MAYA,
Nonexisting thing showup,
hiding existing things,
object is hidden in subject
Just like a mirage in desert or fragrance in a flower!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Hostage's Illusion
Help!
Being held hostage
by Reality
call the Illusion Police
who can come to stage
my imaginary release
whereby I can triumphantly
return to Reality
where my bonds
have been illusioned away
by a Reality
which provides me
a different kind of Illusion
such that I can have
my free choice
between the two;
and which is which
between I and you.
Suddenly you touch me
and I am confused
and retreat to my
preferred
illusion;
an add-on.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Love's illusion
You are a dream illusion of my reality,
You are the illusion of my dreams,
You are an illusion.
I try to live in dreams,
You see,
Dreams are my reality,
But don't be worried, my love,
They will disappear
Like bubbles
In the air,
Without leaving
Any trace in my memory.
They can form the illusion
Of the ideal perfect love,
More fragile
Than anything I know.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Whatever is a reality today, whatever you touch and believe in and that seems real for you today, is going to be - like the reality of yesterday - an illusion tomorrow.
quote by Luigi Pirandello
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Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall
Through the corridors of sleep
Past the shadows dark and deep
My mind dances and leaps in confusion.
I don't know what is real,
I can't touch what I feel
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion.
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
The mirror on my wall
Casts an image dark and small
But I'm not sure at all it's my reflection.
I am blinded by the light
Of God and truth and right
And I wander in the night without direction.
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
It's no matter if you're born
To play the King or pawn
For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow,
So my fantasy
Becomes reality,
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end,
And Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall.
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall
Through the corridors of sleep
Past shadows dark and deep
My mind dances and leaps in confusion
I don't know what is real
I can't touch what I feel
And I hide behind the shield of my illusion
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall
The mirror on my wall
Casts an image dark and small
But I'm not sure at all it's my relfection
I am blinded by the light
Of God and truth and right
And I wander in the night without direction
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall
No matter if you're born
To play the King or pawn
For the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow
So my fantasy
Becomes reality
And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
My life will never end
And flowers never bend
With the rainfall
song performed by by Simon & Garfunkel
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Religion And Magic
Who are these fellows?
Religion - Magic
Are they siblings who seem remarkably similar?
Are they identical twins - fantastically alike in all things?
Are they but two sides of the same coin - the coin of illusion?
Which came first - religion or magic?
The answer remains shrouded in the dim mists
Of our early steps on the stage of our existence
Magic - creator of illusion masked as reality
Religion - creator of illusion from reality
Both create illusion - purvey the same mask
Magic and religion present illusion as truth
This is my view
Another may be for you
Yet know this - If you believe illusion be truth or truth illusion
The result is the same.
Claude H Oliver II
4/28/2012
poem by Claude H Oliver II
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Clichs Of The World
Sunset over the high-rise,
By a motorway,
A little man looks up at the sky.
An uneventful end to a wasted day.
Close-up on the man at the window,
Looking at the street down below.
It's obvious he's got things on his mind.
He shakes his head, pulls down the blind.
He start's writing a letter,
To make it perfectly clear.
He's just a man who's reached the end of his rope,
Expressing his doubts and his fears.
In a world, feels so lonely and afraid,
Disillusioned by the promises they made,
It's a pity that it ended up this way,
Life is just a clich.
I'm gonna do tomorrow
What i did yesterday.
It's such a dull routine,
Somebody cut this scene,
It's such a boring clich.
Live life, day to day,
Seems so pass.
Everything you hear and say,
Just another clich.
Like an actor on a movie screen,
Living out someone else's dream.
Living out a total misconception,
Reality, a false perception.
It's such a wasted life,
Without any conclusion.
Days drift into days,
His life just slips away.
People so blas,
Everything's a clich.
Yes it is.
Yes it is.
Just an illusion.
Just an illusion.
Moonlight over the high-rise,
At the end of the day.
The little man is asleep in his bed,
Tucked up, safely away.
In his dreams he's taken away by alien beings to another
Galaxy, deep in space. to a planet where a man can live
Out his fantasies, and experience unimaginable pleasures.
But morning comes and soon the realities of life will
Shatter his illusions, and the clichs of the world will
Bring him down. but still he's waiting for a change.
Days drift into days,
His life just slips away.
Everything is pass,
Everything's a clich.
Yes it is.
Yes it is.
Just an illusion.
Just an illusion.
Yes it is.
Yes it is.
See the sunlight over the motorway,
The little man, with anger in his eyes,
Stands by the window, looks at the sky.
song performed by by Kinks
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Life is....
Life is precious
While one is concious
Life is fabulous
And joyous for the righteous
Life is monstrous
Inflicting sad moments while callous
Life makes us anxious
That feeling of life is always infectious
Life is beautiful
When adventurous and dareful
Life is a challenge with a purposeful goal
For others life is about revenge and control
Life is a lesson for all persons
Life is the reason for life
As we exist season by season
The complexity of life is awesome
An illusion of reality so gruesome
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Joy an illusion...
Joy an illusion...
Nothing in life seems to be fun,
Nothing in life seems to be joy,
Its always those ifs and but’s
Which pop up and create troubles,
No matter how much you try,
Happiness is a resource which is scarce everywhere,
No matter how much you attempt,
Failure always precedes success,
The joy is an illusion to which, there is no end and its just life,
That has too many bends
You never know which way you turn,
But the grass that appears greener on the other side never turns to be true…
poem by Mustafa Mun
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Her hand I can no longer clutch
Her hand I can no longer clutch
Those languorous eyes I no longer see
Her limpid limbs I no longer touch
Her lover I can longer be
Capricious life has taken from me
The sweetest scent of sensuous life
The scent of my love, the lady behind ebony
So am left starving, grieving with strife
Winning no battles, fighting a war of attrition
I reach for an illusion of her fainting beauty
Till reality of life comes in to fruition
And all I am left with is an illusion of she…
No life can be life without the love of her
My eyes fill with tears all I see is a blur
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Human Psyche
Look at the nature of reality and learn to
manipulate it intelligently, our thoughts
are real and create physical reality
We take our knowledge with us when we
leave, if we don’t realise we create reality
ourselves, we have to return
To learn that what we encounter is inner
reality objectified, love originates in our-
selves, not in what we see
We envision the beauty we seem to per-
ceive and everything starts and ends
within the mind, therefore
I wish to cultivate mine, try to invent new
dreams and seek the meaning of life
in the human psyche
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Does God There Us Await?
perceive the cosmos
is grounded pervaded
by mind intelligence
perceive Quantum Theory
denies the concept
reality the world
is composed of objects
whose existence
is independent
of human consciousness
quantum mechanics
facts established by
precise experiments
decrees key to reality
reality is state of mind
quantum mechanics
decrees basic components
of objects particles
electrons quarks
are not 'self-existent'
quantum physics
decrees 'ultimate reality'
exists but is not
embedded in space time
therefore in what
form reality will we exist?
beyond this life pod
illusion when we shed
body matter restraint
step outside space time
into limitless eternity
does God there us await?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Reality Sucks
O.k. maybe you know it better
Oh oh reality sucks
Nobody helps you to make it feel better
Oh oh reality sucks
And youre a dropout that stays away
Might be that evil took over
Oh oh reality sucks
Youre getting to old now
To cause a stampede
Oh oh reality sucks
So youre boozing your life away
Youre blown your brain away
Reality sucks
Oho reality sucks
Now you see your life has passed you by
Oh oh reality sucks
You took a shortcut
Through the junkyard of life
Maybe thats why reality sucks
Now youre boozing your life away
Blowing your head away
But dreams didnt make your day
cause reality sucks
Oh oh reality sucks
Reality sucks
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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You too must not count too much on your reality as you feel it today, since like yesterday, it may prove an illusion for you tomorrow.
quote by Luigi Pirandello
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Illusion
How do I begin and where do I end
who will be the one whom I can depend.
I fool myself, an illusion I see
Thinking that he'll be there for me.
But when at night I lay in bed
I reach out for him and nothing I get...
It's only an illusion that comes my way
Will I be ever lucky someday.
To have him, feel him and call him mine
I will then finally draw a line.
No more illusion then I will see
if this turns out into reality.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Is There Such Thing As Love
how do i love when
i know there is no such thing?
do you believe
a rabbit came out of that hat
or that he really knew your card
or that those connected rings
do not have an opening
do you think
that what you see is reality
or is it an optical illusion
do you believe in magic
or do you know it does not exist
its right infront of me
the girl cut in two
the card out of thin air
the tiger...gone
its being proven right infront of me
and the only explanation?
real magic
but i do not believe in magic
i know it does not exist
i know there is no such thing
no matter the amount
of convincing
but there it is
happening right infront of me
im experiencing it first hand
my eyes are seeing its tricks
and my brain knows
no other justification
it can only be magic
i do not believe in it
so how is this happening
i am experiencing magic
nonexistant, real live magic
i no longer know what i believe in anymore
how is it that i can be inlove
when i know there is no such thing?
poem by Eastin Woodelle
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Between Visible And Invisible
Your reality controls my life
With something, which binds
My fleshly existence and my third eye,
Despite self and despite logic,
Your sharp-edged screams
And this love focused
Only on materially living things
In self-assertion
Keep me locked
Within whatsoever limits.
Your emotions and conations
Are the embodiment of your ideas.
Your love is enclosed within them,
They are inhabiting your life.
You are the follower
Of your own creed.
You need to be
Freed from your own illusion
And from your own constraints.
I can see you
Between visible and invisible,
Ceaselessly aspiring to universal Divinity,
Trying to reconcile your inner contradictions,
Absolutely saturating your feelings,
Your intuitive vision
And your vibrational essence of thought.
I can see your realm of realism,
Imprisoned in the identity of your thought.
I am the object of your senses
And the essence of your beatitude,
While you try to keep safe
The word's meaning.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Live as it is
Heaven and hell we make
Bitterness or sweetness we take
We must love live with peace
Life can be then at ease
It has uncertainty factor
As it happens in any sector
We are here only stage actor
Believe and have faith in creator
Why do we define unknown objects?
Carry impression in life and reject
Simply fear for their unknown consequences
In reality nothing as such existed at once
We are strangers to life and still exist
Even objects of non-life don’t resist
They are sure of their existence
We make it more complicated and lay insistence
Joy for a while and leave the worry
Life may have to be packed in hurry
No time will be spared for second
Like dead fish if taken out from pond
Live with happiness as it is offered to you
You have nothing else to think or prove
It may take you along whether willing or unwilling
Then why not you accept the facts and take it smiling
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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If...
If I could journey back through time,
Would my life be different?
If I had listened to my innermost voice,
Would I have fallen at life's hurdles?
If I had not been so stubborn,
Would my dreams have become reality?
If I'd not lost touch with those once dear,
Would my heart shine with a brighter love?
If I had nurtured the hearts I once knew,
Could my life have been so much more?
If I continue to ask these questions,
Shall I ever become all that I can be? ...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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