Tears And Pearls
i gifted her pearls
and she
remembers
all her tears
i showed her
my tears
and she wiped
them with
her bare hands
and then she
kissed me
and then i remember
the pearls
that i have stolen
from his eyes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tears of Pearls
And we stare each other down
like vicitms in the grind
Probing all the weakness
and hurt still left behind and we cry
The tears of pearls
We do it. Oh we do it.
Is love really the tragedy the way you
might describe?
Or would a thousand lovers
still leave you cold inside?
Make you cry...
These tears of pearls
[chorus: ]
All these mixed emotions we
keep locked away like stolen pearls
Stolen pearl devotions we
keep locked away from all the world
Your kisses are like pearls
song performed by by Savage Garden from Savage Garden
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Experience Pearls
Give me all your tears
Let me turn them into pearls
Let me turn all the tears
That youve cried into pearls
Hand them to me - Im gonna keep,
Keep them for you.
I want to hold you,
I want to kiss you.
I want to mend what is broken.
Love me the way that you loved her - please
Cause now Im giving it all -
And so Ive made up my mind - Im gonna be
Yours this time - Im gonna give what Ive got,
And get your love in return.
And so Ive made up my mind - Im gonna be
Yours this time - Im gonna teach you to trust
And learn how to burn -
Experience pearls
Pearls of experience
When sand strikes up in your eyes
I will cover your face.
Ill plant your desert with roses,
And Im gonna keep, keep them for you.
And so Ive made up my mind...
Ill wear your pearls more precious than silver
Ill wear your pearls so close to my skin.
Id tear myself apart just to get you -
And so Ive made up my mind...
And so Ive made up my mind...
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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Fine Pearls
To the flute players,
To the professional mourners,
Don't cast your pearls before the swine;
What kind of man is this that i have to touch his tallit?
Fine pearls, fine pearls!
What kind of woman is this?
She who had been the wife of Uriyah.
To sit down with Abraham,
To sit down with Isaac,
TO sit down with Yaaqob,
Your eyes will see this and more;
For i am the one with the fine pearls.
Was Cain not Abel's brother?
Was Esau not Yaaqob's brother?
Outwitted by the wise men when,
The fine pearls were laid bare.
Meek and lowly in heart,
Where are you lovely ones?
He who is not with me is against me,
But my mind will always write.
To be trained like a bird,
To be trained like a pilot,
Like a young child and his father;
Peace to the heavens with the fine pearls when,
My mind do the writing.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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About The Tears
tears from your eyes
and if i be poetic enough
to calm you and
lessen your pain
i shall tell you that
tears are pearls
and that your sob
is a song of a
woman of beauty
but you cut me short
and touch my lips
with your hands
and you tell me with
the truth of your silence
you are mourning
and my poems are
not of help.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Casting Pearls Before Swine
a man polishes
his bluntness with pain
his humanity sharpened
the more
with his failures
his sight seeing more
and better in
the darkness of his
soul
from his tears
are made the pearls
and he must reflect
through poetry
whether all these are in vain
like pearls cast
before all swine
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pearls Of Soul
In the still of the night,
My mind was so confused and sad,
I closed my eyes and start to cry,
When you were hurting me with hard words.
In front of my eyes memories open up,
Beautiful memories that we lived once,
I asked myself why this nightmare happend,
What we have done with our love?
Our love suppose to be our vow,
To respect and share till the end of time,
You should see the love i have for you,
You should have faith in me like i have in you.
Tears are running down my cheeks,
Digging my skin, burning my face,
Small pearls of soul rolling, shinning,
Merging together to my chin.
You have to look into my eyes,
And see the blue torment flow,
Don't let it waste these pearls of soul,
Don't let my tears waste in vain.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Love Given Is Enough To Last Lifetimes
love gone is smoke lost in the wind
she is gone now the one who wiped
your tears away from childhood faces
she saw the smiles on your face the tears
she saw the laughter on your face the pain
she heard the ripple of your voice the sobs
she saw the beauty in your eyes the fears
she kissed every tear from young checks
wiped every tear that dared form in your eyes
she was your mother her love is ever with us
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Pearls Worth
Silver pearls fall down her skin
She knows she must do it for she can't stay strong
For all she has to do is count to ten
She knows he's always wrong
Silver pearls fall down her face
In the dead of night, it is so dark
She stands in the room with fear, with hate
In her soul the pain he gave has left its mark
Silver pearls fall on the barrel
As she holds the gun in her hands
For long before this night their love grew stale
And oh how she thinks it is easy to hold life and death in her hands
Silver pearls fall over bruises, the pain
She bites her lip as she counts one... two
In her heart he's left the stain
She looks at his still body three... four
Silver pearls fall as she moves her hands
She walks to his side
In front of his face she stands
As her mind starts the chant 'he lied'
Silver pearls fall five... six
She holds the barrel to his head
Seven... Eight... she moves her feet just to stall
She knows it won't matter for she is already dead
Silver pearls shade her eyes
Nine... she counts on
her mind filled with his lies
Ten... her finger tightens as he opens his eyes
Silver pearls fall as she pulls the trigger, pulls the string
His eyes wonder, as he fades
His mouth moves, and she remembers the thing
Now she only see dark shades
Silver pearls fall as he leaves her, as she turns
Her daughter stands at the door at only six
Her hand turns
Her eyes search through the young girls eyes
Silver pearls fall as she mouths her last breath
The trigger is pulled as she sinks to her knees
The girls screams fill her mind, for she feels the hand of death
And only now she sees
Silver pearls fall as her daughter sinks to the floor
The pearls fill her eyes as she watches her daughter fade into black
She closes those tired eyes for now she knocks at heavens door
It's life she knows she lacked
Silver pearls fall as the rubies of blood over her face
As she goes, and says goodbye
She looks to the light, white as lace
As she rises into the sky
Silver pearls fall as her daughter waits
As she lays there with a cold heart
No feeling, no end, no clean slate
Silver pearls fall as she takes the dart
Silver pearls fall from her daughters eyes
The daughter she shall never hold again, never watch laugh
For now silver perls fall from her eyes
For only she knows the pain that she has left behind
Silver pearls so cold
Siver pearls worth more than gold
Silver pearls that haunt the girls dreams
Silver pearls that fell from her mothers eyes that night
Silver pearls fell down her skin
She knew she must do it for she couldn't stay strong
For all she had to do was count to ten
But now she knows she was wrong, now shes gone, as silver perls fall
(ok yeah this is my longest poems and probibly most confusing, so I guess I will make a summery: a lady was abused by he husband so in the night she kills him and then she turns to see her 6 year old daughter and kills herself and leaves her daughter alone. hope that helps, and I hope you like the poem)
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Tears {two }
You take tears as weakness
But I not, I take it as a detergent
To wash the shoot long accumulated inside
To get the perspective of things straight and afresh,
My heart has a rainbow which sends some gems
On the apple cheeks like morning dew on the grass showing
Seven colours, white on the top and at the bottom black
when I see more beautiful dreams in my eyes
being out of space tears roll down like pearls
sometimes tears come out when the day is very beautiful and
it is quickly passing out
tears are weakness for those
who connect them with fears
my tears come when I see someone
kills virtue and honesty
my tears become angel- beautiful
when they come not for me alone
but for others too
poem by Abdul Wahab
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In Good Hands..
In the hands of a gifted teacher
A classroom is a magical place! ! !
In the hands of a gifted teacher
There's a smile on each child's face.
In the hands of gifted teacher Creative energy is every where.
In the hands of gifted teacher
There's a catalyst who genuinely care.
In the hands of gifted teacher Desire and wonder is awakened.
In the hands of gifted teacherEducation agenda is shaken.
In the hands of gifted teacher Self managment skills are manupulated In the hands of gifted teacherThe best of reality is modeled.
In the hands of gifted teacher Gifts and talents are refined.
In the hands of gifted teacher The desired future is designed.
AND YOR THE TEACHER GIFTED TO MY HANDS! ! ! !
poem by Maanasa Bhaskar
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Gathered Pearls
Pearls
gathered
from the
ocean.
Restored
so
beautifully.
Strung
on a
necklace.
Hang
so
patiently.
Soon
became
saddened.
Missing
their
home
away.
Tears
silently
flowing.
Nerves
began
to fray.
Pearls
gathered
from the
ocean.
Memories
of
yesterday.
poem by Heather Burns
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In Good Hands
In the hands of a gifted teacher
a classroom is a magical place
In the hands of a gifted teacher
There’s a smile on each child's face
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Creative Energy is Everywhere
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
There’s a Catalyst who Genuinely Cares
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Desire and Wonder is Awakened
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Educational Agenda is Shaken
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Self-Management Skills are Modeled
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Best of Reality is Bottled
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Gifts and Talents are Refined
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Willed Future is Designed
poem by Ultimate Cyan
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Fantasy Memory
so many faces
i can remember each even without the picture
so many beautiful faces that i have french
kissed
less words
lesser hellos
there were more goodbyes
those eyes shed tears but mine look the other way
towards more faces
every sunrise every morning light
so many beautiful faces that i can always remember and
soon too
easily forget
there is one though
shown to me this morning as i lay weak
in my sickbed
she says i kissed her once and it was too long ago
she is a sad face looking for me
i try to remember but
i cannot not remember ever
even the single lock of the hairs of said face
even the tears in her eyes
even the lasting smile that she once gave me
i know the reason.
who wants to remember the face that you really love
and yet you simply wasted?
you bury it in the past and you swear
you cannot anymore remember
you are careful because it will be very painful
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pearls
There was a time
When I shared
My every little perception
With you.
Like a pregnant oyster
I unloaded pearls of writhing emotions
Upon your limitless ocean bed;
As dinosaurs laying eggs upon sands,
Never bothered to think-
What would become
Of the overburdened sand-bed
Once the eggs hatched.
Now that you are gone,
I collect my own pearls
And string them up into wreaths
Of unexpressed desires,
And set them afloat
Upon my ocean of tears.
Gazing In The Eyes Of My Sire
Not so long before he died
When he decided to have me
I saw a solemn promise
When he opened his eyes
His eyes were small but became wide
Whenever he looked at me
With an eye of loving care which now miss
And for it now I apprise
He wiped my tears when I cried
And chased the hunger out of me
He made sure I had all my peace
Through his bright eyes I could analyze
Not so long before he applied
All his plans for me
Before his dreams and life could kiss
When the wind blew him to the skies
Now he's gone leaving promises out they dried
More he had for me
But none I have
And it still pokes in my heart like a wire
When I remember the precious eyes of my sire
I was his pride
And he was mine too
I hardly saw his promises
When his eyes were closed
Unfortunately none were held in my hands
I try to cease the pain
But my tears still dropp like the rain
When I remember myself gazing in his eyes
The eyes of my sire.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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Tears Away[Interlude]
All away
Wipe all my
All away
My tears away
You wipe
Yes you do
You wipe them all away
You wipe all
Away
All of my tears away
You wipe my tears all away
All alway
You came in my life
All way
And wiped my tears away
You wiped
You wiped them all away
Oh how I love you
All away
And oh how I need you
You wipe my tears all away
All away
Oh yeah
All away
Dont ever go away
You wiped
Away
song performed by by Faith Evans
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The Young Boy And The Sea
the young boy sees the sea
as the sea
what else could it be?
a giant breather in front of his
little eyes
the rolling arms that want to
catch him in his
breast
the boy remembers his mother
and runs towards her
the big body of the sea stares at him
'soon i will catch you my boy
until you become the man
who shall search for the pearls
inside my belly! '
the boy lays his head upon his mother
he closes his eyes but could not remember his dream anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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940 Pearl Birthstone Of June
Pain produces perfect pearl
For pearls are not just mineral
Aphrodisiacal oysters
Provide perfect pearls - pre-packaged!
Inside their shells gently growing.
The pearl symbolises - purity
In love - in life - in liberty.
Pain produces perfect pearl.
Natural pearls are so spontaneous
Growing slowly throughout lifetime
Seven years inside the mollusk
Gulfs of Persia - California
Jordan - Mexico and Mannar
Pearls of every size and colour
White - silver - cream - green - black and blue
Natual pearls are so spontaneous.
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June
Fueling faithfulness and friendship
Healing heads and hearts and hearing
Bringing wearers nearer Heaven
Twinned with Zodiac sign Gemini
Channels the strength of Sister Moon
Pulsating purifying power.
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June
Polished pearls give perfect pleasure
Pain produces perfect pearls
Natural pearls are so spontaneous
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June.
June Joyful grace pearls Birthstone
Spontaneous so are pearls natural
Pearls perfect produces pain
Pleasure perfect give pearls polished.
This poem is dedicated to a Polished Pearl.
(John Knight - Cool Colchester - 23 January 2010)
poem by John Knight
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Drought
My tears my tears which water my mind
My tears my tears which make me strong
Tears of joy, tears of every kind
Tears of my sorrow, in my sorrowful song
Weeping tears never more
It is gone, it is gone my hearts manifestation
My tears, my tears my eyes adore
The tears of my soul, my only consolation
But never more, will my eyes leak
I can cry no more, for death did steal
The tears of me, forever dry and weak
My tears, my joy, my life's zeal…
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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The dew on the lower side of the leaf of grass
The dew knows
That for a short moment
The sun comes
And they shall be wiped
Out
These pearls of the morning
Somehow glitter
And make my sad self
Sing a song
To the coldness of this
Early season
They know soon
They will be gone
But happy to note
That tomorrow soon too
They will be back
To cheer another sad heart
Lost in this
Wanton garden of grass
And pebbles
These pearls of the early morning
In a short moment
Yet so intense
In the cold their confidence linger
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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