An Attempt To Understand God
you have seen God
in the eyes of the child
you shall see more of His face
in another man's anguish
or his bliss
you shall see more of God
in a woman's hands
earlier on her beautiful face
you do not notice God in
time's passage
you miss Him when you think so much
it is only when
the sand in the glass is empty
that you can hear him speak
louder, it is when you do not
desire water to fill that thirst
that you experience Him deeper
when you are lost that you can
finally find Him, when you finally
love death, that you can feel that
Life in Him, when you flow like
a leaf on the surface of the flowing
creek, that you shall know his Will.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rush Over Me
Washed away my sad face
Flooded all my empty space
You take away life's heartbreak
And I know with you it's going to be ok
You're rushin through me
Like water from Heaven
I Feel you movin through me
Like sand in the sea
And now I feel so alive
I know that there must be
Something here
Cause you're all the air in my atmosphere
Finally I feel complete cause
You are rushed over me
There no more blindness
When I cry I'm smilin
You kept me from dyin
And I know with you I'll keep on livin
It's not enough just holding on
Before I met you I was lost
Now that you're standing here
I don't want you to go
I know that your love keeps me alive
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
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Face The Wind
Face the wind
Feel the pressure
It blows me away
It rushes past to God knows where
When I turn my self to stand in its path
Feel it Almost like
Radiant fingers Invigorating
Strokes energy through my flowing hair
Filling with joy my heart
Soul overflows with passion I feel
I hear nothing but the wind
It is everything in my ears
And when I finally speak
Words leave my mouth
And all leave presence
As wind captures them and
Steals them from the listening
To hoard them in its vast secret place
Far away beyond most imagination
Feel the wind
Speak into it your secrets
Taste, Smell its messages
Hear voices it carries
From animals and trees and
Storms and lovers
See it, watch its patterns
Where it comes from and goes to
Look at its journey, its traveling
But can’t
You can’t see it
But you can feel it
Somewhere it is deep
And its colours would be beautiful
Face the wind
Full-force you feel it and
It blows you away
Feel its soothing power
Breathe in life
Feel
Face the wind.
poem by Zoe MacRae
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In Memoriam (A Child Missed)
A desk lies empty
A missing face to find
A child soon missed by some
Another life consumed by one
A classmate questioned
A missing child to find
While a desk lies empty
A hope dwindles with time
As a child's life once abound
A child's fate is now found
While a desk lies empty
A lifeless child is found
As questions of why arise
A time for tears to flow
While a desk lies empty
A prayer for a missed child we know
A quiet voice to miss
A child missed we know
While a desk lies empty
A question of why to know
A future now not to be
A tragic loss we are told
While a desk lies empty
An answer of why yet untold
A myriad of lives changed
Another youthful innocent lost
While a desk lies empty
At a life's innocence cost
A society believed so rich
And yet a life's worth so poor
While a desk lies empty
Another child's life's no more
A time to ponder a commitment
A life's question to answer
While a desk lies empty...
poem by Robert John Meehan
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Living Water
For all men who hunger and thirst, let Jesus, in your life be first,
He will from a fountain higher, come fill our heart’s every desire.
The Lord will cause living water, to flow from within you forever,
When you truly come to know, Jesus Christ, eternal waters flow.
Through the Holy Spirit my friend, His living water will never end.
In everyone who Christ redeems, from inside flow living streams,
When you thirst for righteousness, Christ will fill your emptiness.
Not with a trickle or just a drop, but with streams that won’t stop.
All who thirst, Christ has willed, from His fountain shall be filled.
Filled through The Spirit above, sent to men through God’s love.
The well which feeds the spring, is regulated by the Eternal King,
And the well will never run dry, for its source is The Lord on High.
Rivers of water shall fill the life, of all who come to Jesus Christ.
They’ll hunger and thirst no more, when they know Christ as Lord.
God fills all our remaining days, with ever flowing joy and praise.
Being His example to all around, as the Love of Christ abounds,
A love from Christ that has its start, in every truly believing heart.
It comes only as you believe, and the Spirit of Truth you receive,
This living water He gives you, Christ wants to give to others too,
Using the living water of your life, to draw others to Jesus Christ.
I miss you so much
Here I am sat thinking about you,
Im sure I hear you call my name,
Amy, Amy, Amy.
As I turn to see who's calling me
I see no one, only hear your voice.
What are you Trying to tell me?
I glance across the room,
To see if anyone else hears it too.
But no one seems to notice the look of shock on my face.
I miss you so much, I keep telling you,
But you don't seem to hear me.
I wish Id told you I loved you more.
Still you're calling out my name, only louder,
As the tears roll down my face,
I miss you all the more.
As I look around the room.
I expect to see you there.
Then I realized you are gone.
I look to see if any one else has heard you too.
Seems it's only me who heard.
Are you trying to tell me something.
Cos i want you to no I love you.
I miss you and think about you all the time.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Tears Of Pain
Tears of pain stream down my although I know you're in a better place
Wishing I could see your face..,
Tears of pain stream down my face, I know you won the race.
All your pain finally ends, you and I were close friends,
Tears of pain stream down my face, I'll still be here in the end,
Tears of pain stream down my face this is something I can't take.
It wasn't fare for you to go; I have never felt a deeper hole.
Tears of pain stream down my face I feel
Your presence, in my place
I sure do miss that smiling face,
Tears of pain stream down my face,
You were the brightness to fill my greys,
Tears of pain stream down my face
I miss the feeling of embrace,
When looking at your wonderful face
Tears of pain stream down my face.
It came to soon, but your alright I try to talk to you every night.
now I know you're in a better place, The tears of pain have withered away.
poem by Raeanne Runyemba
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See Me In The Mirror
Do you see me standing here,
locked up inside your mirror?
I watch you every day,
standing here inside your mirror.
Why can’t you look over here
at your mirror and see me floating,
waiting to be heard.
I talk to you for hours but
you never hear.
Your mirror keeps me bound
here, unable to touch, stuck in here.
I see you look around nervously,
as if you can sense my presence in here.
I shout, I stomp, I scream and yell.
You turn, quickly, to your mirror.
Your eyes widen with fear.
No! , I yell as you turn away.
Please don’t leave me alone in here.
It’s cold and lonely, please speak to me.
Your shoulders stiffen and
then relax outside your mirror.
Finally, you look at me and speak.
You ask me why I’m here and stay.
I tell you I don’t know.
I’m just stuck standing in your mirror.
You poor thing, you say, feeling sorry for me.
It’s alright, I say, you’ve kept me company all day.
You come closer and stand nearer to your mirror.
You raise your hand to the glass, and I raise mine.
A vibrant burst of beautiful light emanates from your mirror.
Real. I feel your hand touch mine.
I feel the roughness and the smoothness.
Free at last, I am finally real, to come and go as I feel.
To touch and be touched, and to give and take.
I kiss your cheeks and your mouth.
Thank you, I tell your shocked face.
Your rough hands cup my shocked face.
You return my hesitant kisses with your assured ones.
You are mine, girl in the mirror, you tell me.
I am yours, boy outside the mirror, I tell you.
Finally we are together.
poem by Brooke Harris
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My face glows
12/08/2010
I feel the brightness on my face
I'm glowing like a diamond
The joy in my heart is finally been let free
now I can call you mine
I've been waiting for this day
The day you'd say to me “Hello Miss, how are you? ”
My heart couldn't believe you were talking to me
The man I love is finally in my life
My spirit rises with joy
My soul sings the melody
My heartbeat drums with the rhythm to the song
I feel it on the sides of my moving thighs as I walk
My honorable aura arouses many souls as I pass.
You can't miss it
I walk into a room my scent flows with the wind
leaving behind me a refreshing scent of a humble soul
leaving a questionable but unforgettable breeze
My smell is like a rainy forest
My presents is like a rainbow
I lit the room with beauty
My heart is happy and it is flowing to the outside
I'm in love and I'm unable to keep it in the inside
I'm full of joy and I'm unable to keep it silent
I feel the brightness in me
My face is glowing
My cup of love is over flowing with joy
Signed: Empress Ela Spirit
poem by Zanele Mavuso
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Bottom Of The Glass
You think that you have found a way to ease your troubled mind
You fill a glass, then drink it down and fill it one more time
Well, the wine will flow and the pain will go but the spell will never last
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Well, the bottom of the glass is just as empty as your life
You know it holds no secret way to help you in your strife
But for a while youre in another world and you wake up in the past
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
...glass
That bottle there is not your friend when its gone it leaves you cold
The strength it gives you slips away for its something you cant hold
Your hands will shanke and then youll take another from the flask
But youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Bottom Of The Glass
You think that you have found a way to ease your troubled mind
You fill a glass, then drink it down and fill it one more time
Well, the wine will flow and the pain will go but the spell will never last
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Well, the bottom of the glass is just as empty as your life
You know it holds no secret way to help you in your strife
But for a while youre in another world and you wake up in the past
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
...glass
That bottle there is not your friend when its gone it leaves you cold
The strength it gives you slips away for its something you cant hold
Your hands will shanke and then youll take another from the flask
But youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
Youll never find the answer in the bottom of the glass
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Outside Your Window
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I feel the seconds slowly pass,
Whilst you I anxiously await.
And behind the glowing glass;
I glimpsed a fading candlelight.
And I with hope was filled and so:
Wished I for love and life this night.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I see through the looking glass,
To find my missing soulmate.
And when the light finally flew;
When darkness swamped the room:
A wide smile on my face drew;
And waited I for you to bloom.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I feel my feelings all amass,
As I your beauty contemplate.
Seconds felt forever;
Nor beauty I did see.
All alone my eyes did glitter;
Whilst wondering where you would be!
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I walked on in your impasse;
Wishing it's not yet too late.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I lonesome stood for long alas!
And didn't notice your window grate.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I tried to drag out of that morass,
Myself; and my lost senses locate.
Outside Her Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I watched my heart swiftly by a lass,
Gets stolen; and did my soul sedate.
Outside Her Window;
I still pass by everyday.
Outside Her Window;
I can't just turn and walk away.
Outside Her Window;
I still have hope that she might show.
Outside Her Window;
I watch my life pass by so slow.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I once awaited you alone all night.
But now I know: it's just too late!
poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd
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Lost...
As I live my life I feel just desperation,
When this life should be filled with exhilaration.
Our gift has been wasted through doubt and fear,
Alone and afraid we are standing here...
This world is filled with nought but self desire,
Each day it drags us deeper into the mire.
Day after day we think of us and not another,
Was this the lesson taught us by our mother? ...
This world could be such a blessed place,
It's made each day by the smile on our face.
Yet time after time this world we try to burn,
How many more chances can we earn? ...
Yet if we realise we're all the same tribe,
A new passage in existence we could scribe.
When we work out that we're sister and brother,
Perhaps we can finally live with one another...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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I Have Finally Come To Realize
I have finally come to realise
Child dont do what I have done
Cut my nose to spite my face
Made my own odds 10,000 to one
I saw the empire slowly fade away
Tried to grasp it with my hand
Then I saw that it was not up to me
Im just one tiny, tiny grain of sand
Oh, sweet release, oh how you soothe me
When I let go, I love how you use me
I have finally come to realise
Its something theyre doing that theyre doing that we find
A certain way that we can live our lives
And Im takin some peace of mind
Oh, sweet release, oh how you soothe me
And when I let go, and when I let go
I love how you use me
I have finally come to realise
Its something theyre doing that theyre doing that we find
A certain way that we can live our lives
And Im takin some peace of mind
I have finally come to realise, yes I have
Child dont do, child dont do what I have done
I cut my nose, I cut my nose to spite my face
I made my own odds 10,000 to one
I cut my nose to spite my face
I made my own odds 10,000 to one
One more time
I cut my nose, I cut my nose
I cut my nose to spite my face
I made my own odds 10,000 to one
song performed by by Van Morrison
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One Day
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek,
Deeper and deeper I try and deeper and deeper I need
Forgive me
4x
And all I see is your face
2x
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek
Deeper and deeper I try, the deeper and deeper I need
The deeper and deeper I fail, deeper and deeper I read
Deeper and deeper I cry, the deeper and deeper I feed
Caught up in this game of life, me against you
Not doing what I should, just the things that I want to
So wrapped up, terrified of what I become
Outside Im laughing, inside Im numb
I cant see the light because it blinds me
Try to forget but my past always remidns me
Exposed, looked on by eyes of grace
Im so ashamed, dont look at my face
All I see is your face
4x
Get up by your strength, I rise up to thee
But Ill stay on my face if you will of me
Shape and mold me til your though
Humble myself, life laid down before you
I need your wisdom, so the truth I keep on living
And your love will always be a part of me
Cant do a thing, if I aint living for the kind
So dont ever leave or take your eyes off me
Its not who you are its who youre living for
Trials and tribulations will come
song performed by by P.O.D.
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My chances to restrain The torments of demented summer
you ask me once
what are the chances of restraining
my demented summer
the torments imminent
the conclusion about to be written
by the hands of those who are
here to judge
i tell you until the next falling of the snow
until the consummation of
desire until the death of passion
until the day when i am finally
buried in the sand
shall all these be
considered finally meaningful
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Only Thoughts
How long ago did you hold me last
The memories of what has been
How have we let time go so fast
I hope it slows before the end
Those times I miss, your soft embrace
Those beautiful eyes
Your lips taste
But now you wear your disguise
Trying to fool the world
The fake face is your demise
The truth will be unfurled
So why do you hide
My love frozen in time
Why do I feel this thorn in my side
With empty words I made to rhyme
I cannot fill the hole where your heart once was
For nothing can be so whole
Yet I try and nothing does
So time once again takes its toll
Will you hear me Scream?
Will you hear my cry?
Will we once again be a team?
Or will you leave me here to die?
Answer I search for but never find
My shattered soul
My broken mind
Thoughts will no longer fill my head
The pain of lose to much to bear
The pain of things you could have said
Now I seem the worse for wear
And though I know I'm a fool
A court jester
The kings tool
I say this now
and say it again
for I could never say it too much
I love you now
I loved you then
and my love will stay as such
poem by John Dillenger II
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Too Close and Beauty Hurts
To be in the face of Beauty-
and she was Beauty-
is intimidating;
there is the desire to
not be close
for being close intensifies the
sense of inadequacy.
It is a shock to be in the face of beauty
and there arises
at least for me
the desire to find just one flaw
to cling to.
I re-run that fleeting face
back through my mind
to find the way to sanity.
I don't have this view about Nature's beauty
which evidently I tolerate;
but personal beauty
is alive
inches from me everyday
which I face
at the elevator door,
which opens like
the doors of heaven
and there she is;
she and I
eye level to eye level
alone.
The awkward turn
to face the front;
arm-wrestling with the desire
to turn around to have another look;
the eyes themselves still resonate
with the image set
deep in the retina.
I can hear her breathe;
we two alone;
the elevator rising
I feel her there
at one point holding her breath
matching my withholding too.
Finally my floor;
relieved
I flee
confused
again by too much Beauty.
And she
I am sure
faired no better;
the tension was electric.
I sure she felt
I did not like her
nary ever a smile for her
stony silence
emanating from the back
of my neck.
I see her everyday
and nothing changes.
She is Beauty
and I am
intimidated.
We cannot be close.
or even friends.
It is that way I think
because
some people
churn my soul
especially the truly
beautiful ones.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Water.
Water drips off my body
Red water
Black water
Water that looks like glass as it rolls down my face
Stop the pain
Stop the water
Stop the liquid pouring from my body
Feel the pain
Breathe it in
Taste the hurt flowing
Flowing
Ever so smoothly
Ever so beautifully
Red water
Black water
Water that looks like glass and cuts like a knife
Red water
Looking so pretty
Glistening in the light
Black water
Staining my soul
Streaking my face
Making my pain visible
Water that looks like glass
Falls on my body
Seeps through my pores
I feel nothing inside
So breathe it in
Feel the pain
Let it hurt
And let it heal
Cuz you'll be dead soon enough.
April 5 2010
Copyright by Elaine Cole 2010
poem by Elaine Eatsbabies
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The Hope That I Have Found
I feel strange yet overjoyed
I never thought that there would be any hope for me
Yet I found some
A woman so beautiful and pure
I love her and she loves me
I can’t believe that I’ve finally had success
After all the failure
I’ve finally found the light
I’ve finally done something right
I hope to nurture and grow and revel in this love
I hope that I won’t ever fail her in love
A new man I am
Living in a new phase of life
Finally accomplishing my dream
My dream of having love in my life
This love I have will last for years I hope
She is my love forevermore
My love for as long as our love is real and pure
poem by Alex Fischer
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An Independent Woman
an independent woman had taken so much lust inside her breast
she was filled and then bored and decided to throw
all her hormones away
thinking that now
it is time for love, surfing and searching, what love is in the person
not the body that she sees everyday
it must be someone
different from the rest, the one that comes with gentleness like a dropp of
water on her cheek and falls down slowly along the lines of her nose
into her lips and seeps down
to her tongue
and slides
in her throat, perhaps something melodramatic, someone who likes to listen
about her life story, gives her time and attention, and shares her vision
of life
& death
& rebellion
she is looking for love, a conversation, she is looking for one who can hold
her hands and feel her head falling on his chest
this independent woman now believes in casing, in caging, in marriage,
in bowing, in enslavement,
because the man who loves her demands just that
testing her
taming her, the shrew, the wild bird, and if she starts learning these tricks,
who knows,
she may finally find the man who shall love her forever
and when they get old, they watch tv, and they stay together as two
faithful shadows in a mirage
(she may not like it, but if she needs love, she may finally learn
what is this marriage all about)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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