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Communication

Friend of mine,
This form of communication...
May not be best.
As,
You are there with your styrofoam cup
And,
Here I am with mine..
There's so much string in between
And, sometimes..
Signals get crossed,
Messages blurred.
Though,
I must say..
This is better than the smoke signals
You've sent earlier
My way.
And, my use of ESP
Did neither of us any good..
You didn't get my messages.
And,
I was left with severe headaches
From
Trying to concentrate.
Now,
I hear carrier pigeons are all the rage!
But,
We'd have to take time to train them..
And, build our own pigeon coops
I know for a while there..
We were both considering
Morris Code.
But, that's all together another language
Neither of us has the time to learn.
Don't you wish we could just speak plainly?
Would that really be so bad?
Have you heard of this fellow,
Bell, I believe his name is..
Alexander Graham Bell.
He's come up with a contraption
That could save us from the frustration
Of mixed messages
And wires getting crossed
Of being confused.
Now,
I understand his gadget works VERY well..
As long as you say what you mean
And mean what you say..
Think about it friend,
This may be a way.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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Mixed Messages

Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
When I get too close to you
I feel the fear, can almost hear it
Then you call me late at night saying can I be with you
I wanna be with you
Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
You keep your thoughts to yourself
You keep me guessing while were undressing
Then youre gone for days on end and
Here we go again
Here we go again
Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
It cant keep bouncing around like this
You cut me loose then pull me in for a kiss
If you know what you want
Why dont you tell me, clearly
Wonder why it bothers me
I wonder why I even wonder why
If I had another lover, well, would it get to you
Would I get through
This puzzle of mixed messages
Mixed messages, that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you

song performed by by Bangles
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Help Me

I wish I could define
All the thoughts that crossed my mind
They seem too big for me to choose
I don't know which ones to use
When I'm falling down so far
I think I'll never see your light
Bouncing off of me
Shining down here from your eyes

Help me
Figure out the difference
Between right and wrong
Weak and strong
Day and night
Where I belong and
Help me
Make the right decisions
Know which way to turn
Lessons to learn
And just what my purpose is here

It's like I got the signals crossed
With messages I can't decode
Half asleep

song performed by by Nick Carter from Now Or Never
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In the Vale of Llangollen

In the fields and the lanes again!
There's a bird that sings in my ear
Messages, messages;
The green cool song that I long to hear.

It pipes to me out of a tree
Messages, messages;
This is the voice of the sunshine,
This is the voice of grass and the trees.

It is the joy of Earth
Out of the heaven of the trees:
The voice of a bird in the sunshine singing me
Messages, messages.

poem by Arthur Symons
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Wanderlust

Looks like I pulled a fast one
Looks like I went to town
Looks like the world revolves around me
Looks like it's falling down.
I thought I'd kicked the traces
I thought the wheels would spin
I thought I'd jumped the fence and bolted
Looks like I'm back again
I got my signals crossed.
It's overwhelming because
I'm all alone and I can't get back
Get back with my wanderlust.
I had to grab a suitcase
I had to change my clothes
I had to run the shower hot
until the water froze
I brushed against confusion
I wanted time to grow
I want the sticks and stones not to throw me
get back to what I know
I got my signals crossed.
It's overwhelming because
I'm all alone and I can't get back
Get back with my wanderlust.
I'm searching for a greatness
I smear it on my face
I want to bathe in grape must
swim the length of the milky way
I want it to be brilliant
I want it to be sweet
I want to kiss the astronauts
when they salute to me me me me
I got my signals crossed.
It's overwhelming because
I'm all alone and I can't get back
Get back with my wanderlust.
I got my signals crossed.
It's overwhelming because
I'm all alone and I can't get back
Get back with my wanderlust.

song performed by by REM
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Him! ...Who? ...He!

Don't you get so obsessed,
To forget what's important to you.
Remember that.
And apply that message,
Where it applies.

'What is that suppose to mean?
What are you talking about? '

I don't know,
I just deliver them.

'Deliver what? '

Messages.

'Messages?
What kind of messages?
And from whom? '

You know?
Messages from Him.

'Him?
Him who? '

You know.
Him! ...Who? ...He!

'Hem Wu Hees?
That Chinese Restaurant? '

Naw, man!
Forget it.
Forget I said anything to you.
Have a good day.

'You tell them,
My liking General Tso chicken...
Is not for public announcement.
Deliver 'that' message.
And you stay out of my business.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Me A Little

Love me a little, love me as thou wilt,
Whether a draught it be of passionate wine
Poured with both hands divine,
Or just a cup of water spilt
On dying lips and mine.
Give me the love thou wilt,
The purity, the guilt,
So it be thine.

Love me a little. Let it be thy cheek
With its red signals. That were dear to kiss.
Or, if thou mayest not this,
A finger--tip my own to seek
At nightfall when none guess.
Eyes have the wit to speak,
And sighs send messages:
Even give less.

Love me a little. Let it be in words
Of happy omen heralding thy choice,
Or in a veiled sad voice
Of warning, like a frightened bird's.
How should I not rejoice,
Though swords be crossed with swords
And discord mar love's chords
And tears thy voice?

Love me a little. All my world thou art.
Thy much were Heaven: thy little Earth shall be.
If not Eternity,
Then Time be mine, the human part,
A single hour with thee.
Love as thou wilt and art,
With all or half a heart,
So thou love me.

poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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In deed

Back in the door
She 'plonks' the 'messages'
on the kitchen table.

'Messages',
Now who coined that term?
Isn't it the 'shopping',
The 'groc-er-ies'.

The mind does a playback
To the days when 'messages'
Were handwritten notes
By your grandnother in Ireland
To get some milk,

Or some bread
Or something.
Indeed.

poem by Harriet James
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Mixed Messages

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Your messages are sending me a meaning.
I interpret most of them as being mixed.
I think you know it.
And that's intented.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Is there something here we should be investing?
With some time given,
To digest!
If we conversated to replace the guessing.

I'm not the one to be confused about a message.
I'm the kind that likes it more direct.
If you've got some feelings for me confessed them.
Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
Eliminate the guessing,
And put this at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Is there something here we should be investing?
Let's eliminate the guessing,
And put this at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
The less guess work will put my mind at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Less guess work will eliminate a mess.

Help me out here,
Let's not start a mess.
Less guess work will eliminate to put this mess at rest.

Do you know,
What I think I do?
Your messages are sending me a meaning.
I interpret most of them as being mixed.
I think you know it.
And that's intented.

I think you know it.
And that's intented.
But mixed messages are not the kind,
I think are the best.
If you want some answers,
You're the one that must confess.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Secret Message

A moving stream of information
That is floating on the wind
The secrets never end
And now they call,
They sing, they play, they dance
For you, from out of the blue,
What can you do?
Chorus:
The secret messages are calling to me endlessly
They call to me across the air
The messages across the atmosphere
They whisper in your ear, they're calling everywhere
Where words cascade like rainbows tumbling from the sky
Then I'll be there, I'll be there
When messages will call to you their secrets all around
Without a sound, they're all around
Chorus:
Those secret messages that spill into the air from far away
So far away
A flowing river of illusion running with confusion
Never gone - it goes on and on
Repeat Chorus

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Ring Da Bell

I've been talkin to some friends of mine about you boy
They say you're bout to have a child
When you goin' tell me bout it
This other chick your sleepin' with
Now you gotta deal with it
Hope you've found happiness
I've found myself in such a mess

With you
and I put way to much love
Into you
Through the one day
we'll be true
and time after time
I stuck with you
but now I'm too through

Cause I've been the fool
Sittin' round too long
I think its about time
That I ring da bell and carry on
I forgave you before
But its too far long
I think its bout time
That I ring da bell and move along

You said it was a mistake
On one night you saw her late
Must of been for pure affection
Boy you didn't have protection
You had to think of me
But you did never see
Yourself in this predicament
You never thought that it would catch up

With you
and I put way to much love
Into you
Through the one day
we'll be true
and time after time
I stuck with you
but now I'm too through

Cause I've been the fool
Sittin' round too long
I think its about time
That I ring da bell and carry on
I forgave you before
But its too far long
I think its bout time
That I ring da bell and move along

Cause I've been the fool
Sittin' round too long
I think its about time
That I ring da bell and carry on
I forgave you before
But its too far long
I think its bout time
That I ring da bell and move along

How awful the way
You treated me
Gave you everything
So hurt to say
You didn't tell me
Can't wait to leave

song performed by by Monica from The Boy Is Mine
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Am I All Those Things Meant?

Sometimes cautious,
And often with a consciousness.
At other times I wish to be aloof.
To sit between perceived negativity...
And the confirmation of it as proof.

I am one of those people,
Who see things as they are.
With messages received.
And wondering...
Am I all those things meant?

Have I delivered mixed signals.
To implant misunderstandings...
From what I've sent.

Have I over compensated,
My independence?
And no one comprehends...
That which I love and do,
I do it just for them!
And getting free therapy,
Over and over again

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Friend Of Mine

Not a lot of patience
You're not a patient man
Don't have a heart to stay with
You get it while you can
Just because you can
Get out of it
And I wasted your time, didn't I and
That that's the reason we fight all the time
It's been so long since you've been a friend of mine
Gonna take a vacation
Stop chasing what I lack
Am I gonna get blown off
As soon as I get back
On another track
Without you
'Cause I don't have the heart to try
One more false start in life
It's been so hard to get it right
Seems like the moment I catch up
The farther you fly
And I wasted your time, didn't I and
That that's the reason we fight all the time
It's been so long since you've been a friend of mine
And I wasted your time, didn't I
And that's the reason we fight all the time
It's been so long since you've been a friend to me
It seems like I dreamed and now I'm waking up to daylight
What happened, when did you let go of me
I miss you so badly
It's been so long since you've been a friend of mine

song performed by by Liz Phair
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Secret Messages

A moving stream of information
That is floating on the wind
The secrets never end
And now they call,
They sing, they play, they dance
For you, from out of the blue,
What can you do?
Chorus: the secret messages are calling to me endlessly
They call to me across the air
The messages across the atmosphere
They whisper in your ear, theyre calling everywhere
Where words cascade like rainbows tumbling from the sky
Then Ill be there, Ill be there
When messages will call to you their secrets all around
Without a sound, theyre all around
Chorus
Those secret messages that spill into the air from far away
So far away
A flowing river of illusion running with confusion
Never gone - it goes on and on
Chorus

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Signs

All night I dreamed of my home,
of the roads that are so long
and straight they die in the middle—
among the spines of elderly weeds
on either side, among the dead cats,
the ants who are all eyes, the suitcase
thrown open, sprouting failures.

2.
And this evening in the garden
I find the winter
inside a snail shell, rigid and
cool, a little stubborn temple,
its one visitor gone.

3.
If there were messages or signs,
I might hear now a voice tell me
to walk forever, to ask
the mold for pardon, and one
by one I would hear out my sins,
hear they are not important—that I am
part of this rain
drumming its long fingers, and
of the roadside stone refusing
to blink, and of the coyote
nailed to the fence with its
long grin.

And when there are no messages
the dead lie still—
their hands crossed so strangely
like knives and forks after supper.

4.
I stay up late listening.
My feet tap the floor,
they begin a tiny dance
which will outlive me.
They turn away from this poem.
It is almost Spring.

poem by Larry Levis
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Keep Talking

Citizens of the world, to you, I now do beseech,
Whatever happened to good old fashioned speech?
Now, we all seem to communicate with our fingers,
So that, no longer, in the air, do any spoken sounds linger.
If we talk to each other, face to face or on a telephone,
We can detect colour in speech and variations in tone.

We rely too much on electronic communication, but
If electricity and mobile phone networks were ever cut,
To us, the world around us, would suddenly fall apart,
And, with regards to communication, we’d be back at the start.
We would have to revert to the communication system of old,
With news and views, to each other, now being, personally, told.

Speaking to each other in person, is a pretty sure fire way
To ensure important information doesn’t get lost along the way.
You’ve probably had someone send you an email, that you didn’t get,
And you probably have undelivered text messages somewhere, I bet!
The idea that, to each other, we should actually speak,
Is one which, nowadays, seems considered rather antique.

Methods of communication seem to forever advance,
But, to form relationships with others, we get less chance.
If we talk to each other, there’s usually room for two way interaction,
But, by using electronic means, from this, there’s a marked retraction.
Whether it be to a friend, relation, colleague or lover,
We really do need to keep on talking to each other.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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S.O.S.

Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
I'm shooting signals in the air
'Cause I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
So I'm giving up myself
Is anybody listening
Listening
I'll be standing here and I'm miles away
Making signals hoping they'd save me
I lock myself inside these walls
'Cause out there I'm always wrong
I don't think I'm gonna make it
So while I'm sitting here
On the eve of my death bed
I'll write this letter and hope it saves me
Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
'Cause I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
So I'm giving up myself
Is anybody listening
Listening
I'm stuck in my own head and I'm oceans away
Would anybody notice if I chose to stay?
I'll send and SOS tonight
Wonder if I will survive
How in the hell did I get so far away this time
So now I'm sitting here
The time of my departure's near
I say a prayer
Please someone save me
Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
'Cause I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
So I'm giving up myself
Is anybody listening
Listening
I'm lost here
I can't make it on my own
I don't wanna die alone
I'm so scared
Drowning now
Reaching out
Holding on to everything I love
Crying out
Dying now
Need some help
Is anybody listening?
Can you hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
I'm giving up myself
Is anybody listening?

song performed by by Good Charlotte
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By The Name of Hope and Love

Messages of solitude overwhelms me from winter trees
Sometimes by dreams, sometimes by despair and uncertainty
I continue to travel the road of solitude and dream
As has been the turbulent history of mankind

Messages of happiness captures me from the dawning
Sometimes by expectation, sometimes by stark reality
I continue a long march of life by the name of solitude
As has been the life of a Saint

Messages of challenges awakens me from turbulent sea waves
Sometimes by courage, sometimes by fear
I continue the long journey of challenges by the name of hope
As has been the dream of an ambitious boy

Messages of hope comes from my deep heart
Sometimes by dream, sometimes by energy and spirit
I continue to walk in the darkness by the name of love
As has been the life of Jesus Christ

poem by Tae Woo Park
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Messages

It worries me this kind of thing
How you hope to live alone
And occupy your waking hours
Were taking sides again
I just wept I couldnt understand
Why you started this again
And every day you send me more
It makes it worse is this a plan of yours
To ensure I dont forget
Id write and tell you that Ive burnt them all
But you never send me your address
And ive, Ive kept them anyway
So dont ask me if I think its true
That communication can bring hope to those
Who have gone their separate ways
It hardly touched me when it should have then
But memories are uncertain friends
When recalled by messages
Coded messages
Poison letters

song performed by by Omd
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No Son Of Mine

The key to my survival
was never in much doubt
the question was how I could keep sane
trying to find a way out
things were never easy for me
peace of mind was hard to find
and I needed a place where I could hide
somewhere I could call mine
I didn't think much about it
til it started happening all the time
soon I was living with the fear everyday
of what might happen at night
I couldn't stand to hear the
crying of my mother
and I rememeber when
I swore that, that would be the
last they'd see of me
and I never went home again
they say time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say
He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said:
You're no son, no son of mine
You're no son, no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
and you're no son, no son of mine
oh his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it
and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it
You're no son, no son of mine
but where should I go,
and what should I do
you're no son, no son of mine
but I came here for help, I came here for you
Well the years they passed slowly
I thought about him everyday
what would I do, if we passed on the street
would I keep running away
in and out of hiding places
soon I'd have to face the facts
we'd have to sit down and talk it over
and that would mean going back
they say time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say
He sat down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said:
You're no son of mine

song performed by by Phil Collins
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I think that the majority of messages are validating messages to confirm the survival of conscious. And many times that validation message is negative or sad.

quote by John Edward
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