Blueprint Of Love
LOVE expressed through forgiveness and compassion is the only truth
Use the touch of your hands to heal
Use the sound of your voice to create
Use your soul to embrace those that slumber
Use your spirit to create ONENESS
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poem by Ray Lucero
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Loss Of Power
A fog you put before me
so I couldn’t see,
I couldn’t break inside of thee.
You laughed and clasped your hands to your hips
words of anger came from your lips.
Now I have the power to make a choice
with my new story I create with my voice.
Forgiveness is for mine and your mental health
forgiveness will help melt,
all spellls ever felt.
By Christina Sunrise for www.purplepoems.com
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The Symphony of the Soul
oh! great and magnificent Orchestra loud sweet
and sound, echo in each heart; wishing to hurdle the
ears that sing with the tune that weaken my frustrated
soul to sleep into the age of every beginning I believe
take the million stars I pray, paint a thousand time, the
journey of your way; sojourn me to the paradise, for I
will take my vow and lead my foot step where I solemnly
promise, that I am gone lure in the memory of you and
me
the up and down persuade my strength to venture, the
far distance that create the night with you, slowly make
me to know the truth that only in you I whisper the star,
oh! let me be with you my love, my darling, my enmity of
my soul and touch my being with you
now, take every touch and let each strand to jingle in the
most resounding melody and my heart rejoice of the
symphony, the once I ever heard in the womb I stayed,
hold and cover me in the face of an angry soul for in you
I stay and return my day
lift me high in my hidden prayer you hear, embrace my
weaknesses and hold me in the string of every melody
of notes where my heart desire and burden me not in
your own love, as I will always love thee
the breezing air cooled my fading face, please let me
make a little wish.... may the beloved soul I'll take be rest
in your loving heart, dear Father, I commend my Spirit
poem by Antonio Liao
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Loss Of Power
A fog you put me in so I couldn’t see,
couldn’t break inside of me,
You laughed and clasped your hands to your hips
words of anger came from your lips.
You have the power to make a choice
with your new story you create with your voice.
Forgiveness is for your own mental health
Forgiveness will help melt
all the spells cast on thee,
bringing peace finally.
By Christina Sunrise for www.purplepoems.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Child Juggling Kumquats, Smiling
Tao
can never dance.
All dance
is Tao.
Tao
can never forgive.
All things
create themselves.
Dance is not
wu-wei, action
without thought.
Dance is not shen yen,
realization that natural
rhythm is absolute freedom.
Dance escapes
definition.
Dance can only
be danced.
Forgiveness
is not a way
of moving
both in sorrow
and in peace.
Forgiveness
is not the child
of experience wedded
to understanding.
Forgiveness:
the union of open mind,
spontaneous movement,
and pure spirit.
Forgiveness:
the basic function
of dance.
poem by David Kowalczyk
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The Spirit
The sun and moon every day
Day and night mark my play
See the future in the past
Try to change or make it last
Go for broke dont regret
Get your hands dirty get you feet wet
Take your place use me well
Im in your hands so make me tell
A broken dream seems unkind
But I can help for I am time
I can heal you
Its not a matter of slight
Only of sound
Let me... feel for you
Feel for yourself
The love all around
I can... lead you
Is you soul afraid
Of what youve made
Do you know the way
The spirit goes
All around on the wind
Distant whispers of what I bring
In the day in the night
Locked in the words of lovers delight
If Im lost or mislaid
Just keep looking dont be afraid
In the eye on the mind
Im everything and yours to find
Im not far just discover
Im in you for I am love
I can heal you
Its not a matter of slight
Only of sound
Let me... feel for you
Feel for yourself
The love all around
I can... lead you
Is you soul afraid
Of what youve made
Do you know the way
The spirit goes
song performed by by Moody Blues
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In April
I sit on my pillow
My cat on my head
I hear your voice, boy
And cant forget
Your kisses were cold and
Full of loneliness
Hold deep sadness
With my hands
I wont be here - I wont be there
I will write another story
And my tears
Will create
Will create a lake of sorrows
Chorus:
But in april it sounds like love
When you call
You call my name
You call my name
But in april it sounds like love
When you call
You call my name
You call my name
You call my name
The door is open now
I have to go
The moon shines brighter
Than it did before
The clock strikes twelve
Theres no time
Time to sleep
Well go upstairs
Straight to the sky
Im not here - Im not there
Took a ball point pen to write you
And my tears
They create
They create a lake of sorrows
Im not here - Im not there
Took a ball point pen to write you
And my tears
They create
They create a lake of sorrows
Chorus
The door is open now
I have to go
The moon shines brighter
Than it did before
Was not here - was not there
song performed by by Wonderwall
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Dancing on Starlight
The magnificent watchers
In the sky
Pure white
Like angels
Heavenly angels watching
As we gaze
As we wonder at the awesomeness
The vastness
We create
We create dreams
Love
Hope
Dreams of love
Love of hope
Hope that dreams come true
The benevolent orb
So bright
So serene
Guarding the watchers
The watchers that protect us
Our guardians
As we gaze
As we wonder at our guardians
Our protectors
We create
We create dreams
Love
Hope
Dreams of love
Love of hope
Hope that the dreams come true
If only we could dance
Dance upon the starlight
Dance among our keepers
This would surely be bliss
As we create
We create our dreams
Of love
And hope
Dreaming of love
Loving hope
Hoping that dreams come true
You create
You fill my dreams
With love
With hope
I dream of your love
Love the hope you give
And wish my dreams to reality
poem by Tristan Maverick
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My burning desire to create
MY BURNING DESIRE TO CREATE
So intense and so powerful
Like a furious burning fire
My desire to create is so powerful
So painful and so throbbing
Like a hungry child crying for food
My desire to create is so hopeful
So rigid and so consistent
Like a passionate entrepreneur
My passion to create is so unshakeable
Every hour that passes by I want to create
Every moment I spend I long to create
I have a living urge and desire to create
A living passion to express myself
A burning desire to live my true life
Sometimes I hide myself in the midst of business
At times I deliberately cloud my space with my busy life
Sometimes I try to hide away from my passion to create
Sometimes I try to narrow down the size of my passion
But regardless of all my efforts my desire always finds me
I am so transparent inside, my passion to create
Has invaded all my privacy inside
So strong and so powerful
Like a helpless child looking for love and security
My desire to create is so seeking and so burning.
poem by Tsholofelo Mooketsi
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When Does Love Begin?
When does love begin?
Is it from the eyes,
As they seem to see for the first time?
Perhaps it is from the ears-
At the first words
Or listening to your seranades,
Your voice's cadence in your melodious laughter,
I know! It is from the hands
As our hearts touch,
It is from the first kiss
As you release your soul into me,
No, it must be from the stomach-
That tingle when I think of you,
From the skin,
Those goosebumps as our bodies collide.
I think it may be from the tear
That never touches the ground-
The one that evaporates in mid air
Because of the heat from your rising radiating smile
And the setting cool climes of your soul,
Your nubile grace-
Limber waist-
Ahh, it is from the sweet sweat descending from your
erect rotund breasts,
Or is it simply because it is you?
I don't know for sure when love begins
But this I know,
If I blew out all my love for you,
I would create a hole in the sky.
poem by Isunge Mwangase
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Heavens Here On Earth
You can look to the stars in search of the answers
Look for God and life on distant planets
Have your faith in the ever after
While each of us holds inside the map to the labyrinth
And heavens here on earth
We are the spirit the collective conscience
We create the pain and the suffering and the beauty in this world
Heavens here on earth
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Ive seen and met angels wearing the disguise
Of ordinary people leading ordinary lives
Filled with love, compassion, forgiveness and sacrifice
Heavens in our hearts
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Look around
Believe in what you see
The kingdom is at hand
The promised land is at your feet
We can and will become what we aspire to be
If heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief that truth is divinity
And heavens here on earth
Ive seen spirits
Ive met angels
Ive touched creations beautiful and wondrous
Ive been places where I question all I think I know
But I believe, I believe, I believe this could be heaven
We are born inside the gates with the power to create life
And to take it away
The world is our temple
The world is our church
Heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief
In peace and love and understanding
This could be heaven here on earth
Heavens in our heart
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Causality
‘Tis not unreasonable to surmise
We humans create our own reality
By speaking truth and telling lies
Living within the laws of causality
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poem by Ray Lucero
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If you create an act, you create a habit. If you create a habit, you create a character. If you create a character, you create a destiny.
quote by Andre Maurois
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One Day
We each live and love our lives
Along the blueprints of our favourite stories,
Borrowing here and there
From fairy tale philosophies afar,
Entwining tapestries that speak in symbols
The animals understand.
The ebb the flow,
The rush to go.
We create our love,
We create our hate,
We create the fear
Of Heaven’s gate.
And all I know
Is that what is in me,
Is going to be you
One day.
poem by David Lacey
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Light Of Children’s Hands
The light of children’s hands touch Mother Earth,
The light of children’s hand give her a rebirth.
For they have love to take care of her with compassion,
To heal her through their intense passion.
The light of children’s hands,
Will heal all people that believe,
The light of children’s hands,
Bring peace, love and harmony.
The End.
Copyright 2010-2011 Suzae Chevalier
of Chevalier Originals, Inc.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The Spirit is Love expressed towards man as redeeming love, and the Spirit is truth, and the Spirit is the Holy Spirit. Redemption is inconceivable without truth and holiness.
quote by Roland Allen
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For Those That I Shall Not Ask Forgiveness
for things that i should have finished by now
i ask forgiveness,
for all my indulgences, the most unlikely of what
being should not have been
i also ask forgiveness
there are joys that crown my hair
where time becomes unimportant
there are sweet thoughts that dwell in my mind
that which the logic of the brains detest
there are memories which should have been buried forever
but which with relish i still remember
those that they say are wrong those that they say
shall destroy
my being, my wholeness, my end bound perfection
for all these
i embrace with all fairness
i shall not say sorry, i shall not ask forgiveness
for in truth without all of those and these that are still
within the commands of my hands
i could have not lived at all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The Land Of Joy
Flat face and round bottom,
Long face and small bottom,
One can surely make it a big difference!
And like the power of one's love in the land of joy.
One letter can create a book,
One vote can change a nation,
One candle can be lighted to overcome the darkness!
Yes, one can surely make it a big difference.
One bird can herald a spring,
One smile cam create a beautiful contact,
One's dream cam lead to one's success,
And one laugh can conquer gloom!
But the joy of your muse is from the power of one.
One can surely make is a big change!
One seed can create a garden,
One song can spark movement,
And one poem can touch the hearts of many!
For the joy of my mind is now seen by others.
One tree can give birth to a forest,
One star can guide a ship,
One letter can deeply touch your heart,
One step can start a long journey,
One word can give birth to a prayer!
And like your first kiss to your lover.
One hope can lift the spirits,
One love can bring about the peace and joy of this world,
One touch can inspire love and care;
And one voice can speak the truth with wisdom!
But the joy of this poem is edited by one's mind.
One life can make the difference to guide you on,
One's freedom can liberate others;
And like the star which guided the Three Wise Men,
For one can surely make it a big difference in this life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Is It Beautiful to Say I love You
Is it beautiful to say I love you
Even though I haven’t seen you for ten years?
But you once kissed my neck and you are not my aunt.
I still feel you there, and you are behind my eyes.
I look upon you though I haven’t seen you for
All this time.
You said two years ago that I don’t
Really know you, but that was on the telephone.
How come? I want to know
You, and in the language my hands create, I pretend
To know you. I know you! Or I am just foolish
And have never loved.
Stand in front of me and tell me you
Do not love me, and then I will leave you alone,
Though you might follow me if you wish,
With the trail my heart bleeds.
My favorite high school teacher says these
Poems are good, even though they are all about you.
He says get over you, but he also didn’t know
That I could graduate—I say, I don’t need to
Get over you. You are all that I have.
In fact, I need you.... not so much the poems....
And is that all there is when I touch myself
Involuntarily in the night, because I need you there?
Or will you finally come to me, and allow us to
Create for real all that I have hoped
And written.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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The Truth Of Love
The Truth Of Love
The truth of love is a sacred flame
That burns throughout eternity,
No one else can dull it down
Or change the hour of its destiny.
The truth of love rings its voice in tender tones
And listens to all with a gentle ear,
The truth of love yields with open arms
overcoming fear and doubts with inner light
The truth of love knows no harsh demands
Nor ever rules with binding will
The truth of love cuddles with soothing hands
The darling hearts of its embrace.
poem by Masa MbathaOpasha
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Love-Lily
Between the hands, between the brows,
Between the lips of Love-Lily,
A spirit is born whose birth endows
My blood with fire to burn through me;
Who breathes upon my gazing eyes,
Who laughs and murmurs in mine ear,
At whose least touch my colour flies,
And whom my life grows faint to hear.
Within the voice, within the heart,
Within the mind of Love-Lily,
A spirit is born who lifts apart
His tremulous wings and looks at me;
Who on my mouth his finger lays,
And shows, while whispering lutes confer,
That Eden of Love's watered ways
Whose winds and spirits worship her.
Brows, hands, and lips, heart, mind, and voice,
Kisses and words of Love-Lily,--
Oh! bid me with your joy rejoice
Till riotous longing rest in me!
Ah! let not hope be still distraught,
But find in her its gracious goal,
Whose speech Truth knows not from her thought
Nor Love her body from her soul.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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