Hmmm, Something That Is Mysterious
hmm, i press the word
and lowered my face
so my eyes may see clearly
and there the enigma
slides upon itself on the monitor
the mysterious line of words
keep coming like a rain of
thoughts a train of trickles
pushing itself on the
dark tunnel begging for
an understanding something
that i cannot comprehend
completely and then i said
i like this
something so beautiful
inside my heart
and yet something so
incomprehensible... life
hmmm.... life, oh life!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Understanding Me
Tie me down
And try to take samples for examples
You could never see
Walk on me
But watch where you're stomping
Walk with caution
You couldn't comprehend
Step inside and see
Justify
You could never see my life is
You could never be my life is
You will never try my life is
Understanding me
Understanding me
What do you know about me
Am I alive
Can I see
What's happening around me
Put me down
Without even speaking
Forever thinking
You couldn't understand
Step inside and see
Compromise
You could never see my life is
You could never be my life is
You will never try my life is
Understanding me
Understanding me
Step inside and see
Crucify
song performed by by Soil from Scars
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Word life
Word word life life
word life life word.
Life has its own word
Word has its own life.
word life life word
Life life word word.
Are you ready to catch
The word in your life?
Has your word the strength
And power the bear the life?
Through the word
Is your life become happy?
Word word life life
Coining of words through life
Is the successful art
That is to cultvate.
You are here
I am here
Words are around us
Go and trace
Go go and crash.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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As I Am...Was.
No, I don't. I could never think that.
No, I won't. I could never become that.
No, I will never be...like her...Be her..
But..
I became her and now I
And I write these through her beautiful dead eyes
She..
I..
Am a bad girl who often does good
I am a dark heart which sometimes pores light
I'm alone in a sea of blank faces
In a world of hollow graces
Loneliness walks with me all my crooked mornings
He's dumb but his lonely eyes ask me how I feel
'Lonely', I replied
No one to talk to, or who really breathes love into my heart
My heart...
Once loving, once caring, trod broken
Now dead. I'm numb..dumb, and the Crumbs you crushed over to reach your true love...
...which is never me...
Dear life, why bore me? ...inexistence is perfection
My growth left me promises
My dreams made an eagle crawl
The accidents broke my bones
The solitude broke my mind
Their words broke my spirit
As I am...I fear bringing a child into...here
I've fought life for a good life
I walk heads bowed with shame
In fear that the world's mirror reveals my sins
Well I just heard the news today
It says my life is gonna change, yay!
Today it rains heavily as it pours in May
I've forgotten if rain is good or sunshine better
July or when September ends
They all leave with their leaves
Scattered on my shattered life
Sunshine or rain, the pain remains the way
Pin drops, heart breaks, blood splashes
On a cracking ground
My heart beats no more
Stone cold, thread hold
Love walks, eyes cry, life goes on
Bad lucks, rude shocks
Went deaf, blind and dumb...faith
The tunnel flickered a light
Yay! , the end of my tunnel
He told me there's a light at the end of every tunnel
This was her...my light faith, my end trail
Yea, the train, her date with fate
The light, hope at the end of the tunnel
Wasn't light, was...but speeding of a blind train
Breaking the body of a dead soul and broken spirit
Deaf, blind and dumb...faith
Darkness, darkness, train, dead, fate.
Goodbye loneliness, goodbye world.
No I don't. I could never think that.
No, I won't. I could never become that.
No, I will never be...like her...Be her.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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How Beautiful Is Pregnancy
A man is so glad to know- that inside you
His child grows.
The most beautiful thing on this earth
Is a woman giving birth.
As her stomach starts to grow
And her soft caressing hands begin to show
You'll see her face take on a radiating glow.
She will see life in a different way
As her motherly instincts come into play.
her body which she had taken for granted before
Is about to open a new door.
This is the door to life
and as you do the pushing pains
From this moment on your life will change.
And when you feel that child stretching
Those walls of life
You'll know it was worth the pains and sacrifice.
You may see its head and then its face
Searching this unfamiliar place.
Looking for the warmth that it knew
When it was inside of you.
It will take some time for the child to adjust
But it'll recall your gentle touch
Now the first step comes into place
When you look at each others face.
An indefinable feeling that you can't put into words
But for nine months this child has heard.
The beating of its mothers heart
Had become as one
And a new life had begun.
Now you have become what GOD intended
A mother of life - of hopes and dreams
And all that is seen and unseen.
Look deeply into that child s eyes
And it will take you where you've
Never been before - as it opens
Up its souls door.
This is what - 'as a man'- I see
And you can't take that away from me.
poem by Louis Rams
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Everything's Beautful (In Its Own Way) (feat. Willie Nelson)
(Dolly Parton)
When I look out over a green field of clover
Or watch the sun set at the end of the day
I get kind of moody when I see such beauty
And everything's beautiful in its own way
When I see a fountain flow from a mountain
Or see April showers bring flowers to May
I can't help but ponder; life is such a wonder
And everything's beautiful in its own way
Words can't describe what I feel inside
When I see the beauty in each coming day
What my eyes behold can't be bought or sold
And everything's beautiful in its own way
When I see the clouds form a black summer windstorm
That uproots the harvest and hurls it away
In the midst of such anger, destruction and danger
The storm's even beautiful in its own way
When I see leaves drop off from the treetop
Or see the snow fall on a cold winter's day
My thoughts seem to wander into the blue yonder
God made all things beautiful in their own way
Words can't describe what I feel inside
When I see the beauty in each coming day
What my eyes behold can't be bought or sold
And everything's beautiful in its own way, in its own way, in its own way
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Beautiful
Beautiful is the rising sun
that touches the dark world
glowing red hot,
like a coal from the fire
of the gods
Beautiful is the crystal blue sky
that stretches to the horizon,
with its purity and brings serenity
to every living thing.
Beautiful is the yellow moon
that awakens dreams,
of how wondrous
life on this earth
really is.
Beautiful is a wave
crashing over a rocky shore,
that sprays the intensity
and mysteries of nature
on the earth.
Yet all of these things
fade away into insignificance
against the smile on your face
and nothing can describe,
the light and expression
in your golden eyes.
You are far more
than beautiful to me
and no white Lily
or dark red Rose,
will ever hold
the same significance
that you bring to me.
When all is said and done
my life is completely empty
when you’re gone,
but when you are with me
life plays like the sweetest melody
and my greatest gift from life is you.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Life Is A Real Addiction
Out of love
I can take tricks and schemes
But from the beautiful faces
I won't take lies..
When she says ‘' I want to die ‘'
in this world this is a great lie
in heart every one likes to live
no matter in what conditions,
this is the quirky charm of life
none can deny
suicide is not normal
it is abnormal mental condition
it is forced upon
and exceptional one
the beauties of life lie not only on possessions
or in physical comforts
beauties of life lie even in thoughts
in seeing, in listening, in feeling
life produces a mysterious music
out of whatever is the flute..
even if you are not in the position
to enjoy the mysterious music of life
still you can dance with the tune.
so stop tell a lie ‘' I want to die ‘'
keep dancing with tune of life..
lets the wind blow
the rain to come down
and see in wonder how nice is the rainbow! !
the faces of men and women
relatives and friends
such a infectious
you can not avoid seeing
life is a real addiction!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Confession In My Rhymes
depression leaves me down
it leaves me feeling lost
friends they leave my side
and left me feeling crossed
time just takes it's toll
the dark times take a hold
sitting near gods flame
feeling only cold
looking at the sky
then glancing to the floor
then asking God this question
what is this life for
telling of a place
that light won't show the way
begging god to take me
then begging him to stay
writing words of rage
inside the soul I tell
lost inside the life
lonely in my shell
standing just to fall again
sinking in depression
telling in my rhymes
the thoughts of my confession
poem by One Man Alone
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S e l f' ' s g r a c e
It’s said that we are graced
specifically, in three ways:
(though we might add,
but what is human life but grace?)
those three, firstly the divine grace
which we may turn to, any time,
in the scriptures as set down
(which we must bring to life ourselves..)
and then, the grace which flows
through the good fortune to find
(or does he or she find us?)
a teacher who may steer our course
through life, through teachings, and
through the understanding which we bring;
and third and last – and most mysterious,
most powerful, most firmly set;
and most of all, which all our living life
partakes of: grace of self.
But what is that? So darkly set
by our past thoughts, and words, and acts;
so darkly, lightly, made each moment’s presence
by our present life; and which, darkly again,
must influence our future life in ways
or even in our future bodies, if
such teachings as the Hindus hold
may energize our ways…
Can we, should we, attempt a gratitude
to our mysterious former self – that thus
we are, and to our present moment, brought?
So should we, in some novel, inner way,
dedicate our present self – to… self?
Fall silent, still; and in that place beyond
all thought, all word, all act, all sense, all seeing,
dissolve into ourself; know only, being?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Lady Of The Lake 2
I saw the old lady
again today
the one who lives
across the way
She took my hand
and walked me
towards the light
It was so beautiful and bright
heavenly souls all waiting in a line
but I had to close my eyes
and turn away
The old lady said
don't go back into the dark
it's time to start a new life
with souls of the same heart
I said
I've got to stay behind
and watch over my daughters life
I trust nobody but me and
her mother to make sure
she has a good start in life
so I will walk on the dark side
to be by her side
when she's made her life
and I know she's happy inside
I will come to the light
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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The Democratic Circus
Found out this morning
Theres a circus coming to town
They drive in cadillacs
Using walkie-talkies, and the secret service
Their big top
Imitation of life
And all the flags and microphones
We have to cover our eyes
We play the sideshows
And we like the tunnel of love
And when we ride the ferris wheel
Were little children again
And when theyre asking for volunteers
Well be the first ones aboard
And when the ringmaster calls our names
Well be the first ones to go ... to sleep
Stealing all our dreams
Dreams for sale
They sell em back to you
On with the show
Start the parade
We sand along
Sweep us away
Its political party time
Going down, going down
And the celebrities all come out
Coming down, coming down, coming...
The sun is going down
And the dogs are starting to howl
We stay out after dark
Eating cotton candy
And the musics playing...
How we all laughed!
We split our sides
The cameras flashed
We almost died!
The rains gonna pour on down, falling out of the sky
Coming down, coming down
And the celebrities all run out, and the rains
Coming down, coming down
Gonna rain,
Gonna rain, gonna rain
Gonna rain, gonna rain,
Rain, rain
Rain, rain
And now I wonder whos boss
And who hes leavin behind?
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Fascination
Death fascinates;
Life can be cruel.
Death is my morbid but most-loved obsession.
Life is hard-
I am out of control.
Death is my relationship to reality-
Life is not fair.
Death is an entity of beauty, though
Life is strange…
Death is veracity, although it can be
The facet of my delusions-
I live my life while
Thoughts of death are so often invasive.
Death is mysterious, and
Life is a river refracting light-
Death is dark but intriguing.
Life is amazing.
Death in turn- is amazing as it can be.
I live my life in a dream world.
Death is indeed mysterious, although-
Life
Is
Stranger…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Side drawings of a monk
He transcribes every word
with every stripe and line
like it belongs
and deep in the dark night
he writes on
and unseeing his eye falls
over walls
where the shades draw long lines
and his thoughts
takes their own direction
and for long moments
he looks at his own life
to know where
to trim things in place
or iron them out.
Somewhere in his soul
he longs for another place
away from the chilling dungeons
that the cloister locks in
and suddenly he wants out.
In his thoughts he sees a young woman
remembering from his childhood days
and her eyes radiates blue like the sky
and his heart bounces while a smile
folds softly around the corners of her mouth.
When his eyes catches the paper again
his thoughts says damn
but there’s no word
coming over his lips
and a big blot mark
next to the neat rows
of his writing
where he praises the virgin.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Dear Death
As My Soul Going Mad
And The Bath is Getting dark
My Life is The Same '
people hurting me alot
My Dear Death Gone Mad
From tonight we Will Destroy Their Lands
As My Fear Getting High
and My Tears Going To Rain Again
My Dear Devil And my Dear God
all i'm asking is For another Chance
My Dear Devil Show Me My Angels in The Dark
And my Dear God Burn Thos The one Whos Hurting My Heart
My Knife N My Mask Around my Eyes
Angel With a Devil united under the White line
Give me The Darkness And Blow them Away
Here I Come To My Evilness Again
Thanks To People Wont Leave me Alone
Thanks to their Dirty mouths and their Dirty Shots
Dear Devil Show me The Evil Dark
so i can use it To Make them Fall Down
Dear God Save my Dark from This Life
and Destroy everyone im my bath
Death And Evillnees Coming to my heart
So I Can Drow a line Between the People and the life
Here I Come With My Black heart
As A Black Wolf Hunting in The Dark
poem by Rakan ALMURAIKHI
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Red Rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
I am standing up at the waters edge in my dream
I cannot make a single sound as you scream
It cant be that cold, the ground is still warm to touch
This place is so quiet, sensing that storm
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Well Ive seen them buried in a sheltered place in this town
They tell you that this rain can sting, and look down
There is no blood around see no sign of pain
Hay ay ay no pain
Seeing no red at all, see no rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Red rain-
Putting the pressure on much harder now
To return again and again
Just let the red rain splash you
Let the rain fall on your skin
I come to you defences down
With the trust of a child
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
And I cant watch any more
No more denial
Its so hard to lay down in all of this
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
I see it
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im bathing in it
Red rain coming down
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im begging you
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Over me in the red red sea
Over me
Over me
Red rain
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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When Love Turns Blue
(climie fisher)
Train whistles blowing
Whispers your name
I lie awake crying
To the midnight rain
Inside i slowly die
I read a hundred times
The letter from you
Life has no reason
When love turns to blue
So cold is the night wind
So dark are the days
So lonesome the feeling
Since you've gone away
In every song i hear
The message is so clear
They wrote it just for you
Life has no reason
When love turns to blue
So, say, say that you'll come back to me
I'm begging you baby
I'm tortured here without you
So say, say you feel the same way i do
Life has no reason
When love turns to blue
Ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
In every song i hear
The message is so clear
That they wrote it just for you
Life has no reason
When love turns to blue
So, say, say that you'll come back to me
I'm begging you baby
I'm tortured here without you
So say, say you feel the same way i do
Life has no reason
When love turns to blue
Oh, life has no reason
When love turns to blue
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Heart & Mind
Rain rain rain in a beautiful day
Day day day in the magnificent earth
Earth earth earth under the miracle of the sky
Sky sky sky in the mystrey of life
Life life life too far away from my mind
Mind mind mind dont care about your thoughts
Thoughts thoughts thoughts dont forget about your heart
Heart heart heart dont go too far away from my mind
poem by Amir Jahangiri
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No Leaf Clover
And it feels right this time
On this crash course were in the big time
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
Beauty fills his head with wonder, boy....
Says it feels right this time
Turn around, found new high lights
Good day to be alive sir
Good day to be alive, he said.....
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way
Dont it feel right like this
All the pieces fall to his wish
Suck up for that quick reward boy
Suck up for that quick reward they said.....
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way......
Its coming your way
Its coming your way......
Here comes
Yeah, then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way.... yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah...
Then it comes to be, yeah
song performed by by Metallica
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An Emerald Kiss
Humility, the markings
Of a great man
Hmmm
Words of a man
Who lives in a shack
Picture perfect
Dark wheels
Heavenly clothes
Friend for a price
Envy eyes
Dizzy heights
Mysterious ways
Nobody close
Charm and smiles
Holey souls
Pride and Prejudice
Two best friends
A golden platter
All laid out
Never work
A day of your life
Too Easy
Yours truly
I wish you were me
poem by Avi Pranish
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Mysterious Beautiful Stranger
I once upon a time dreamt of a beautiful mysterious stranger
He didn’t wear a mask or a cloak and no he wasn’t Zorro
He opened up my heart and let himself in
Don’t ask of me how or when
He handed me the key
And now I hold it safe
This mysterious beautiful stranger
Bears gifts of flowers each time he visits
No not Roses or Orchids
But beautiful simple wildflowers
Buttercups and Daisies with a few Peonies
We sit at the table and talk about poetry
Sipping on hot coffee
We laugh and giggle and share precious talk
Listening to Mozart and Vivaldi
Bringing the seasons to our hearts
This mysterious beautiful stranger
With eyes that smile and would bring the moon to her knees
Laughter full of gaiety that summons a dance to your feet
Wise for his years ambitious young vivacious and bright
So very full of life
He wants to break all limits and cross every border
Just so that he can live his life but not to some fiddlers tune
This mysterious beautiful stranger
A glimpse of him I did see
A place in my heart and a room in my home
A friend for life and a sister for keeps
So here’s a heartful of love n stuff
A heartfelt prayer to turn my dream into a reality
Especially for you
My mysterious beautiful stranger
poem by Lilac Wine
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