Her Pre-valentine Wish
o heavens
i do not
wish to
read her
mind, i
do not
want to
know her
pre-valentine wish:
that her husband>>>>>>>>>>>? i do not, i cannot say it.
let her say it, but i know she won't.
o my God, i do not wish to know what is inside her.
but i have this hint of what she really likes to think
o my God, i do not wish to read her mind and judge her
but i have this hint of what she really like to do
but i give you this hint, she hates me for me telling her
that in truth she is in love with another.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The greatest thing in family life is to take a hint when a hint is intended-and not to take a hint when a hint isn't intended.
quote by Robert Frost
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Art Of Hint
The scent, the taste
The sight, the hearing
The touch, the instinct
Hint plays with our senses
True love or only lust
Growing fear or hidden anger
Beautiful lie or ugly truth
Hint shimmers from the body
Whether strong, whether soft
Unintentional slip, of perfectly planned
Whether puzzling, whether ignored
Hint scattered everywhere
From good news, till the worst scenario
From common sign, to the weirdest attention
The gnawing scar, the flash of glance
Hint whispers to our feeling
The mock in smile, the smile in eyes
The cry in rebel, the rebel in song
The rejection in agreement, the agreement in denial
Hint layered with many sugar
A piece of paper, a micro expression
Tons of questions, lots experience
A direct subject, a mixed signal
Hint needs an interpretation
By curiosity or by wild fantasy
To solve mystery, to prove a crime
The key to your answer or just a false clue
Hint is relied to your belief
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Keeping Things Inside Her....
something inside her is not telling anything
not even to her own mother
perhaps she could have told her husband
to give him a hint of what is really the matter
gorgeous, she wants the word to stay
lovely, lovely her hands sometimes claps
but her whole body says otherwise
it is confused whether to sleep or not
whether to take a walk in the park with a friend
and then tell all, like a child finally sobbing
it is when the rain pours heavily and
there is not any inkling to run for shelter anymore
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Know God
You want to know the God
Wish to pave a path, direct
To His ornate abode
Read scriptures, listen to words
Of saints and wise men
Bath in waters sacred
And visit holy shrines
But bear in mind!
From truth when you unwind
When you shun
Your duties bounden
For money when you greed
When you spurn the feeble and needy
And as long as your mind
Is filled with hatred and envy
I’m afraid your path is never ready
Remains just stone and sand
And one more hint!
There is no entry into His precincts
For those hidebound maniacs
Wearing distinctive marks
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Get the Hint?
If you read my words,
You wouldn't have to ask
What it is I meant.
If, indeed, you say you understand...
What you confess to me makes little sense.
If one comprehends,
A flow that is out of the box.
Where does the conflict begin to start?
If you say you understand,
With your head and heart!
If you read my words,
You wouldn't have to ask
What it is I meant.
Unless you are seeking more from me?
Like if I brush my teeth,
With regular toothpaste...
Or if it is scented with mint!
Since nothing else you have said thus far,
Does not entice me to ask you...
To move in with me and share paying my rent.
It you are reading my words,
You should know by now...
Being alone to me is not lonely!
And my peace of mind has been heaven sent.
Get the hint?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wrong!
How foolish of me,
Not to know what it is you wish?
Without you mentioning it,
I should know this...
Right?
How foolish of me,
Not to notice your moods.
Or which attitude is connected,
To something I have done...
With an overlooking it to miss.
I should be able to read your mind,
Everytime I suspect something is wrong.
And you sit to admit...
Nothing!
I should not question,
But know what it is...
With each eyebrow you raise,
To pass your silent quiz.
You better give me a hint or clue.
I'm not going through this again with you.
Keep your mood and attitude.
I've got other things I prefer to do.
How foolish of me,
Not to know what it is you wish?
Without you mentioning it,
I should know this...
Right?
Well,
You are wrong!
There's nothing right about it at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Don't Read Africa
Never have you ever sat
Or beneath African Suns lay flat
You insist on rumours fat
Liken to a rainy day's door mat
To judge where you haven't testified
And judge what ain't justified
You don't read Africa
You heard it is Hell's replica
With an oasis of virtual bliss
Where on semi-humans and snakes hiss
You watched him report
On a continent he hasn't rapport!
Why do you believe:
That which you perceive?
As Gospel-truth lies you receive?
Those that only your mind deceive?
Making you think 'Africa' is synonym to 'grieve'?
You don't read Africa
You only read about Africa
The cradle of mankind
You believe is to mankind unkind
You help in protests
Against nothing on your list of detests
You call it charity when you commission inquests!
Can a reader read a book here
When he is only there
There where he doesn't know where,
Where he feels and thinks is nowhere?
Read Africa from your heart
Not just when Africans hurt
You cannot read Africa miles apart
You read of Africa
You read about Africa
You read about Africa
You have read about Africa
You Don't Read Africa
poem by David Munene wa Kimberly
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When You Give
do not let
your hand
know
when you
forgive
do not
even give
hint
to the protests
of your mind
touch
the malefactor
with
the slightest
sigh
of your
forgetting
and let
him go
like he
never did
any wrong
to you
and tell
him
he must
do the
same
to the one
who also
harms
him
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ultimate Mystery
If dark matter and energy comprise
most of the universe
then most of what we see is
bounded by limitlessness-
most, is therefore unknown..
How profound
is this?
The suspicion grows
from hint to sentiment
that what we think of
as dead matter
might be alive.
If the Universe is expanding
and surely it is
then Big Bang Theory
might be simple growth.
The suspicion grows from hint
to sentiment
that dead matter is in fact alive.
If sub-atomic uncertainty
is true
and quantum physics says it is
we then must contemplate that
electrons
pop in and out of existence.
Here and not here;
In this world and not in this world.
A hint: multiple existences.
The air I breath
is ultimate mystery
for not only I
but it
must also be alive.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A truly good book teaches me better than to read it. I must soon lay it down, and commence living on its hint. What I began by reading, I must finish by acting.
quote by Henry David Thoreau
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I Can Read Your Mind
Simmons/okerman/thompson
Well your love is supernatural
Got a hold on me like Im hypnotized
You dont have to say a word
Every time you look at me
I can see it all in your eyes
Well I know you put a spell on me
How you make me think about you all the time
I can almost hear your voice
Even though youre far away
I can feel you right by my side
I can read your mind
What you want me to do
Darlin deep in your heart
I see the truth
Now I know you got the magic touch
When you hold me now I can see the truth
All the secrets of the heart
You cant hide them any more
I can feel the power in you
I can read your mind
What you want me to do
Darlin deep in your heart
I see the truth
I can read your mind
What you want me to be
To keep our love alive, you must be willing to believe
In a love that will last
And I know you realize
I can see it in your eyes
Now our love will never die
I can read your mind
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Private Message
I want you so badly
Too bad that you slammed me
And when you are reading the words I write
You think that I'm just some dumb horny guy
I'm trying to show you
A hint of my coolness
But I can't give up on this secret deed
Cuz love is so empty
When you can cheat
Hold my hand
Tell me that you love me
For who i am
But I can't give up on this secret deed
Cuz love is so empty
When you can cheat
Hold my hand
Tell me that you love
For who i am
I'm trying to show you
A hint of my coolness
song performed by by Weezer
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The Way
THERE is a magic pathway through the wood,
There is a current in the troubled stream,
A happy course to steer, if one but could,
A meaning to the dream.
And some in love and some in dogma find
The hint eternal as they kiss or pray;
Some through the crystal circle of the mind
Discern the way.
And some no hint, no pattern of the whole,
Nor star, nor path, nor channel can perceive -
Attempt no answer to the questing soul,
And yet believe
There is a magic pathway through the wood,
There is a current in the troubled stream,
A happy course to steer, if one but could,
A meaning to the dream.
poem by Alice Duer Miller
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Seeking Class Not Pizzazz
The only thing people can declare
Rightfully theirs
Without a doubt
Is their debt
And nothing else they possess
Can be claimed to have achieved
Such greatness as they have been taught
To perceive
Such endeavors as these
Without a hint of guilt expressed
And that is a remarkable sign of...
Of...
Of...
'Longevity? '
No!
'Self centered idealism? '
No!
Although I 'feel' your sentiments!
But no!
'Gluttony, Greed, deceit, dishonesty? '
No.
That has already been determinded,
By those staring at the mummified remains
Of Egyptians during the last museum tours.
'I think I've got it!
Listen to this...
'Without a hint of guilt expressed
And that is a remarkable sign of...'
A lack of lust for life! '
I can see why you are not a writer.
That sits no where near being profound!
Oh,
Here we go...
'Without a hint of guilt expressed
And that is a remarkable sign of...
Sadness! '
'Of what?
SADNESS?
That has no pizzazz! '
I'm seeking class not pizzazz.
And there 'is' a difference!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But Enough
I love the look that's in your eyes
when we're lying close together.
Gentle warmth with a hint of smile
telling me you love me,
just a little bit.
I love our long slow kisses,
lips and tongues so softly
caressing one another
while breathing breaths
that thrill me deep inside.
And then your eyes once more,
with their matchless message,
that I am loved,
by you,
just a little bit.
poem by Red O'Mara
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Hint Of Jasmine
The hint of jasmine
seeped through the broken pane
for the occupant within.
Those that walked the corridors
on their endless trek
searching for their lost loves
they never wanted to let go.
The yawn of a door opening
beckons someone in
then the click of it closing
shows that they are gone again.
Still the occupants wander
on their endless trek
as the hint of jasmine
lingers in the air.
14 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Read My Mind
(keith thomas, melissa coleman, todd moore)
A penny for my thoughts you say
You want to know what I could be thinking
But as I speak the music starts to play
And the words just somehow slip away
Chorus:
Read my mind
It will tell you that I love you and
Youre all I ever wanted in a man
Youd see how I feel
What my head wont let my heart reveal
If only you could read my mind
One look from you and look at me
Im trembling like a little girl
I tell myself if I can just believe
Any day now youll fall in love with me
Repeat chorus
Tell me if you feel the same way I do
And tell me that Im not mistakenly taken with you
Youre all I ever wanted in a man
You see, all I need is everything you are to me
If you could somehow read my mind
You would see what I cant seem to say
If only you could, if you would read my mind
Read my mind
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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The Ballade Of The Mistletoe Bough
I am standing under the mistletoe,
And I smile, but no answering smile replies
For her haughty glance bids me plainly know
That not for me is the thing I prize;
Instead, from her coldly scornful eyes,
Indifference looks on my barefaced guile;
She knows, of course, what my act implies—
But look at those lips! Do they hint a smile?
I stand here, eager, and beam and glow,
And she only looks a refined surprise
As clear and crisp and as cold as snow,
And as—Stop! I will never criticise!
I know what her cold glance signifies;
But I’ll stand just here as I am awhile
Till a smile to my pleading look replies—
But look at those lips! Do they hint a smile?
Just look at those lips, now! I claim they show
A spirit unmeet under Christmas skies;
I claim that such lips on such maidens owe
A—something—the custom justifies;
I claim that the mistletoe rule applies
To her as well as the rank and file;
We should meet these things in a cheerful guise—
But look at those lips! Do they hint a smile?
ENVOY
These customs of Christmas may shock the wise,
And mistletoe boughs may be out of style,
And a kiss be a thing that all maids despise—
But look at those lips, do! They hint a smile!
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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From One Heart To Another
Echoes of loneliness,
Traces from love affairs,
Will never disappear,
Always come thru.
I thought i'd never know
The time to see you go,
Two people turned into one,
Thinking as one.
A hint in the night,
A touch of a dream,
Has come to an end,
We run from one heart to another again.
The rose of our love
Is withered and torn
And gone from one heart to another.
Sailing away to sea,
The ships made of you and me,
They pass in the darkest nights
And turn out the lights.
And i thought i'd never know the season
To see you go,
Two people twirled into one,
Being as one.
A hint in the night...
Running
Running from one heart to another...
song performed by by Roxette
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Black Lace
Black Lace,
In the shadow of a day.
You're wrong,
So wrong.
I can't even explain,
Can't think to describe,
How sick.
How hurtful.
How utterly opposite your accusations are.
I've lost your trust?
Well you've lost my hope.
No wonder isolation comes to mind.
Hint,
Hint,
Do you catch my drift?
My day is a shadow,
When you accuse of Black Lace.
There's no obvious remorse.
Like maybe you like to accuse,
Like maybe I like isolation.
Like Black Lace,
In the shadow of a day.
You're wrong,
So wrong,
Can't even think to explain.