Sonnet: Lift Not The Painted Veil Which Those Who Live
Lift not the painted veil which those who live
Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there,
And it but mimic all we would believe
With colours idly spread,-behind, lurk Fear
And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave
Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear.
I knew one who had lifted it-he sought,
For his lost heart was tender, things to love,
But found them not, alas! nor was there aught
The world contains, the which he could approve.
Through the unheeding many he did move,
A splendour among shadows, a bright blot
Upon this gloomy scene, a Spirit that strove
For truth, and like the Preacher found it not.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Lift Not The Painted Veil Which Those Who Live
Lift not the painted veil which those who live
Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there,
And it but mimic all we would believe
With colours idly spread,--behind, lurk Fear
And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave
Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear.
I knew one who had lifted it--he sought,
For his lost heart was tender, things to love,
But found them not, alas! nor was there aught
The world contains, the which he could approve.
Through the unheeding many he did move,
A splendour among shadows, a bright blot
Upon this gloomy scene, a Spirit that strove
For truth, and like the Preacher found it not.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Your Warm And Tender Love
I was lost in the deep and darkest night
No direction, not a single hope in sight
When i saw a fire burning brightly through
The storm that raged above
In the shadows of your warm and tender love
I was a stranger to the land and life around
In constant danger, being hurt by what i found
And of hurting what i treasured most
Foolish eagle never dove
Till i fell upon your warm and tender love
In the shadows of your warm and tender love
Now i gaze in peace at the lonely sky
That is raging high above
Safe in the shadows of your warm and tender, tender love
In the shadows of your warm and tender love
song performed by by Chris Rea
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The Scene
The scene is so serene.
It gives me hope and sanity.
To these things I try to hold.
The beauty so elegant and bold.
When I come here it is strange.
I see the light.
The world is truly bright.
I feel no fear.
I have no doubt.
Nothing here could hold such clout.
The breeze is soft.
Above allelse my spirit is not lost.
When I come here it's a splendor.
I know that love is truly tender.
So I sit here in this scene.
Caught inside a wonderful dream.
poem by Michael McParland
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Higher Ground
Walk me over this situation
Let the suns light warm my face
Once again the times are changing
Once again Ive lost my way
While the words of acient poets
Fall like dust upon my shoes
Greed has grabbed me of my vision
Turned my heart from higher truths
So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe, in honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground
I have walked too long in darkness
I have walked too long alone
Blindy clutching fist of diamonds
That I found were only stones
I would trade the wealth of ages
For a warmer hand to hold
Though the path of life is narrow
But it leads the streets of gold
So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe, in honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground
In this world we move through shadows
Never sure of what we see
While the truth abides between us
Come and share the truth with me
So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe in honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground
Ooh, ooh
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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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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My Deepest Fear
My deepest fear is not that i am fighting
feelings that are outrageous
My deepest fear is not the life i live that
shadows me with my faults and faults of others
My deepest fear is not the fact that i am lost to
world full of cruel and unusual incidents
My deepest fear is not the false things that come
my way such as indications and judgments
My deepest fear is that i am blessed beyond measurements
and the truth of the life i live may come forward in the end
poem by Breanni Mcduffey
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Shadows
Walk through the night looking for your kind of smile
?Hoping to meet you I walk my love for miles
Your face, your eyes, I can't find the girl I look for
refrain:
Shadows can conceal you
you can't hide, so please don't try
Your life and my love
But to search just makes me cry
Life was so young and another day is gone
Love seems a lost word
How can my heart be strong
?When that was is again I wait for love to be there
refrain
Then in the shadows I see the face I look for
But then like the night you're gone just as before
A face in a crowd
A shadow once more
refrain
solo
refrain
(spoken)
...shadows...shadows..shadows..shadows...shadows....shadows....shadows....
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Gloomy Sunday
Carter / s. lewis / r. seress
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldnt they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy sunday
Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and i
Have decided to end it all
Soon therell be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death Im caressin you
With the last breath of my soul
Ill be blessin you
Gloomy sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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I Won't Go Back
Will you come in the promise night
Or have you forgotten me in your mind
The waiting is felt so long
My soul’s flakening
Until the fact spread opened
That you can’t put a lie anymore
And the world seems to disappear
My heart’s darkening
I would not go back
Won’t weave this hope inside my heart
Because I have clearly found
The lone road of my life
Without you
I would not cry again
Even night is unbearable cold
Because I have realized
The end right in my eyes
All with your love
If I could throw the love I have
Blame everything to your fault
And I will come as a winner
But I don’t feel ease
If I could grow vines of hatred
Cover all of reminiscent
Beautiful but trap me in vain
And I can not stand
I would not go back
Won’t weave this hope inside my heart
Because I have clearly found
My own way of my life
Without you
I would never regret
Though I want reply so many times
Because all those memories
Are just a memory
That will be passing by
Will you come in the promise night
Or have you forgotten me in your mind
Now you only like a shadow
And the morning comes
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not when the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Gloomy sunday
Gloomy is sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon therell be flowers and prayers that are sad, I know
Let them not weep, let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream, for in death I am caressing you
With the last breath of my heart Ill be blessing you
Gloomy sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, deep
Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
Gloomy sunday
Sunday is gloomy
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon therell be flowers and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream,
For in death Im caressing you
With the last breath of my soul Ill be blessing you
Gloomy sunday
Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
Asleep in the deep of
My heart
Dear
Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Early Works - There’s A Light
The world seems mystic and unreal
as into the night I steal
seeing shadows on the ground
of towering figures all around.
In the distance, there’s a light
of a candle burning bright
as the moon up high
shines through crevices in the sky.
Like a sleeking ghost, I wander
gazing at the shadows I ponder
in the darkness of the mystic night
and feel the call of a beckoning light.
My shadow seem to run and steal
into the mystic and unreal
as the candle lit by my love sends
cascades of light dancing on the stars above.
Date unknown.
poem by David Harris
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Peace In The Light
Like Moths to a flame, trying to see,
The poor in spirit, seek to break free,
To avoid the abyss,
Search with all their might,
Where will they find the Light?
Once seen, always mean,
Must find a way to dull the bright,
How can we destroy the Light?
Those that love draw them nearer,
The door to inner Light is clearer,
To live life to the full, it is dear,
No way to live in fear,
Love and Light lie within us all,
Once seen, always agleam,
Must find a way to stay bright,
How can we spread the Light?
Spirit leads to colours bright,
Dark always enhances the Light,
Contrasts show us the way,
Deep within we can keep darkness at bay!
Once seen, always agleam,
Must find a way to stay bright,
How can we spread the Light,
April 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Heaven found a way
Heaven found a way to make thee perfect one
That also came along with a Son
To put thee greatest love in side his heart
And held it strong to never part
To show a Lady were her Souls Heart could find
Thee closest thing of Heaven to bind
Thee strongest love of all
One could ever wish to have the chance to fall
In love complete souls mate of thee creator
Heaven found a way to finely save her
Sent his own garden angels to guide her way
To walk with her until thee day
Heavenly gifts placed in to her soul
To tell the world what first was told
So much faith placed in to ones heart
To heal thee world that falls apart
So with heavens strongest angels and gifts
Teachings and faith bring truth to all myths
Time slips closer to heavens final try
To heal the world that wants to die
Wings will flush and crush shadows sin
Awaken all life from with in
Heaven found a way
I as me in its entirety has the words to say
I walk with thee angels of heaven
And bring to all Thee Final day
To save the souls that heaven gave
And to shadows ending sin
For life to live once again!
I shall not fall i shall Win!
poem by Susan Covington
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Thirteenth Sunday After Trinity
On Sinai's top, in prayer and trance,
Full forty nights and forty days
The Prophet watched for one dear glance
Of thee and of Thy ways:
Fasting he watched and all alone,
Wrapt in a still, dark, solid cloud,
The curtain of the Holy One
Drawn round him like a shroud:
So, separate from the world, his breast
Might duly take and strongly keep
The print of Heaven, to be expressed
Ere long on Sion's steep.
There one by one his spirit saw
Of things divine the shadows bright,
The pageant of God's perfect law;
Yet felt not full delight.
Through gold and gems, a dazzling maze,
From veil to veil the vision led,
And ended, where unearthly rays
From o'er the ark were shed.
Yet not that gorgeous place, nor aught
Of human or angelic frame,
Could half appease his craving thought;
The void was still the same.
"Show me Thy glory, gracious Lord!
'Tis Thee," he cries, "not Thine, I seek."
Na, start not at so bold a word
From man, frail worm and weak:
The spark of his first deathless fire
Yet buoys him up, and high above
The holiest creature, dares aspire
To the Creator's love.
The eye in smiles may wander round,
Caught by earth's shadows as they fleet;
But for the soul no help is found,
Save Him who made it, meet.
Spite of yourselves, ye witness this,
Who blindly self or sense adore;
Else wherefore leaving your own bliss
Still restless ask ye more?
This witness bore the saints of old
When highest rapt and favoured most,
Still seeking precious things untold,
Not in fruition lost.
Canaan was theirs; and in it all
The proudest hope of kings dare claim:
Sion was theirs; and at their call
Fire from Jehovah came.
Yet monarchs walked as pilgrims still
In their own land, earth's pride and grace:
And seers would mourn on Sion's hill
Their Lord's averted face.
Vainly they tried the deeps to sound
E'en of their own prophetic thought,
When of Christ crucified and crowned
His Spirit in them taught:
But He their aching gaze repressed,
Which sought behind the veil to see,
For not without us fully blest
Or perfect might they be.
The rays of the Almighty's face
No sinner's eye might then receive;
Only the meekest man found grace
To see His skirts and live.
But we as in a glass espy
The glory of His countenance,
Not in a whirlwind hurrying by
The too presumptuous glance,
But with mild radiance every hour,
From our dear Saviour's face benign
Bent on us with transforming power,
Till we, too, faintly shine.
Sprinkled with His atoning blood
Safely before our God we stand,
As on the rock the Prophet stood,
Beneath His shadowing hand. -
Blessed eyes, which see the things we see!
And yet this tree of life hath proved
To many a soul a poison tree,
Beheld, and not beloved.
So like an angel's is our bliss
(Oh! thought to comfort and appal)
It needs must bring, if used amiss,
An angel's hopeless fall.
poem by John Keble
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You're The Star
You give me hope
When all around was lost
And I could see no point in trying
For I saw love passing by me
You came into my life
You came into my life
I look around
And what I had is gone
Now, I've finally found
What I've been missing
The road I travel is so clear
Since you came into my life
You came into my life
*(And) yYou're the star
My shinin' light
The mornin' dawnin'
When the sun comes up so bright
And the closer I get
Yes, it's true
You're the star
Above the storm
I wanna wrap you in my arms
And keep you warm
No, I don't wanna live without you
No, I've never found nothin' like you
You give me faith
The kind I though had gone
Somewhere down the line
I think I lost it
Now, I've found changes in my heart
Your faith in me is strong
Your faith in me is strong
(*Repeat 2 times)
You're the star
You're the star
You're the star, oh yeah
I've never found nothin' like you
No, I've never found nothin' like you ...
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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As a child...7 colors
I looked up to the rainbow and seen 7 colors
Now i look at the sky and i only see mist and fog
Time passes by and everything around me chages
I search for those in my past, and none are 2 be found
They are no where 2 be found!
I open my heart and close my eyez....
I want to kno if i gaze again into the sky, if ill ever see that rainbow
Will things be different will i see the rainbow if i take a chance
I want the fog to fade away...to lift and be gone
So all i do is pray, and wish this fog be lifted...i scream in my soul
Cause i lost many things and want the past 2 return
And the fog to fade away
But then i find out when u lose one thing
Another takes it place, and you move on to another
7 colors of the
RAINBOW
poem by Mark Chavez
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Not All Lives Are Lost
amazing but true,
some lives are not lost,
but found,
a revelation for you...
the truth is out there
waiting to be found
information not newly disclosed
revealing of previously hidden secrets?
know truth and the truth will set you free
I am the way the truth and the life
the spirit of the truth which the world cannot receive
because it neither beholds it or knows it
‘No one comes to the Father except through me’.
‘Yet as for me, I will exult... joyful in the God
of my salvation’. Truth who can know truth?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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By God
By God, we were sealed, when we were spiritually healed,
Sealed by The Savior Himself, His seal appears in stealth,
To all outside of Jesus Christ, but we’re sealed in this life,
In a New Life, God will reveal, in all, marked with His Seal.
By God, we were saved, when sinfully lost and depraved,
Saved by His Spirit above, through God’s wonderful love,
It was God, who loved us first, when we were at our worst,
In spite of how we behaved, by His Grace we were saved.
By God, we were sought, as new creations being wrought,
While we were not seeking Him, truly lost in a world of sin,
He not only found all of us, but, led us to The Lord Jesus,
By Whom, we were bought, saving all who He had sought.
By God, we were redeemed, unbelievable it really seemed,
Yet He bought us on earth, imputing to us His Son’s worth,
It is The Lord’s Righteousness, that God has granted to us,
His Righteousness is what beams, from those He redeems.
The Spirit’s seal is our guarantee, that we shall live eternally,
Saved out of this world of sin, God’s Spirit now lives within,
It was God Who sought His own, from His Heavenly Throne,
Redeeming men, in this life, to live forever with Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©02/2012)
The Passion Fruit
[The Passion Fruit]
An epic Stanza a Dream if Might the cruel fates play tricks on the love longing mind. For Hope was the plant and Passion the fruit of the hearts implore. And love, Love is the Rain of all growth and for everyday a little rain must Fall.
The Dream of Dreams is to be loved in return by the one you dream of most. And so, her love grew for him as she saw the figure of his shadow in the corridor, and heard the deep soothing sound of his voice. And alas, She sought the longing in her eyes would at one point be returned by his. She knew at this point would be a point of no return.
Love can drive you to do incredible things; it seeks the soul, mind, and the spirit. And just as beauty, love is in the eyes of it’s beholder, for each person love comes differently, by the way they receive it, the way they give it, the way they earn it, and the way they see it. Each is its own plant.
For her it was the Passion Fruit.
She showered this fruit with love, and heartened it with hope. At last the fruit was brimming with Passion.
It was the Passion Fruit.
It was filled with Passion, but it was lacking light.
The light of restoration in which she would finally see the longing in his eyes as they were in hers.
And although she filled it with everything else there was no light, and No plant can survive without light.
Without light there is no hope and without hope there is no plant.
The passion in her eyes became a dull place in a bright world. For in her world there was no light in which to see, and no hope for it to be seen.
And so she faded away.
The day she would leave all passion behind, all hope, and all cares, she told him the story of the Passion Fruit. How it loved, laughed, and lived.
The words she said to him before her final farewell were, “When all seems Dark look for Light for there is always Light you just have to find it. Remember Hope was the plant and Passion the heart’s wish, it’s fruit. And love, Love is the Rain of all growth and for everyday a little rain must Fall.”
“But don’t forget light, for without light you cannot see the rain of love, and without the rain, a plant will cease to exist. I have Finally found my light, but alas I have already gone through a dark tunnel.” These words she uttered before she took her last breath.
He never forgot, for secretly she was his passion, his light, and his rain.
He eventually found another, but he would never love her, for there is only one love, for love is jealous of all others. So, he loved but once and the rest was just of like.
On his last breath he said, “I have found my Light, but at the end of a dark tunnel, for there she is waiting for me, my dream of dreams.”
“My Passion Fruit”
(c) 2006
poem by Kelsey Neystel
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