Tractitus
I will no longer speak much with you,
this is what he says today
for he is going back
to where his
father lives.
the word is fulfilled and now
we must begin what he began
we too must know
the incontestability of his words
carved in stone
buried in the magma of time
that the future must find again
to decipher
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Father Buried My Sister........Today
My father buried my sister today
My soul burns red with pain
No longer will I touch her face
Or caress her skin again
My father buried my sister today
God, what have I done wrong
To have her stolen from my arms
When my faith in you was strong
My father buried my sister today
Thank God I have another
I couldn't walk this path alone
Every breath is a struggle
My father buried my sister today
She was just 20
Searing, ripping, tearing ache
My emotions overcome me
To God above, how I pray
These words by her not repeated
My father buried my daughter today
poem by Pritisha Sardesai
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According To The Scriptures
When people think of God, in their minds eye they see many pictures,
But, the vision isn't valid unless it is according to the Scriptures.
When The Apostle Paul preached to the Bereans many came and heard,
But with eagerness they compared Paul's preaching to God's Holy Word.
Today many people will accept any doctrine with a compromising nod,
However doctrine must be refuted if it opposes the very Word of God.
If you want to truly know anything about the near or distant future,
There's only one place you should go, and it's God's Holy Scripture.
Pleas of Godly men in the Bible are not simply pious benedictions,
For living according to the Scriptures filled them with convictions.
Even Christ who was The Word, when He addressed Israel's teachers,
He qualified His own preaching, by pointing them to the Scriptures.
Reading from the scroll of Isaiah, as His time of death was nearing,
He finished saying today this scripture is fulfilled in your hearing.
And even though many men wanted to kill Him, much to their surprise,
They would see more of Scripture fulfilled right before their eyes.
Even among the skeptics of today as in the past, every eye shall see,
Christ's continuing Revelation, fulfilling His Sure Word of Prophecy.
Christ died and was buried for our sins according to the Scriptures,
He was raised and is coming back again according to the Scriptures.
(Copyright © 06/2003)
Speak easy
Ever had so much to say but cannot find the words, when you do you just do not have the nerve.
Waste time, time wasted over what might be said, conversations played out only in your head.
Silence is golden so they say, time keeps ticking its running away.
Never runs back just out of control, do soul searching to find the know.
The words you find seam just too few, say nothing at all keep it in you.
If spoken aloud could set you free, there inside, somewhere in me.
Maybe a magician could bring it to light, maybe a strong man to fight this fight.
Speak easy when spoken, say it so clear, I fear, these words, never hear.
The less you speak the more that is herd, screaming out loud not saying a word.
Speak easy to you, few words need say, speak easy to me, time slipping away.
poem by Gary Kedron
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Nobody's Home
It's empty now, no friendly face,
and nothing lives within.
I look around and I find no trace
To tell me what has been
So far I've come to find there's no one here, no life & fear
I came for nothing, they have gone
And Nobody's Home.
I came to learn, perhaps to teach
But I can tell somehow
The world that I was sent to reach
Has got no future now
Across the galaxy to spread the word, and no one heard
I came for nothing, I'm alone
And Nobody's Home
A requiem was never sung, no elegy was read
No monument was carved in stone in memory of the dead
For those who made this place do not remain, they feel no pain
A stranger fate was never known
song performed by by Kansas
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Some People Listen Some People Don't
You judge me before my words can come out
You can’t even look my way
And you leave me with no doubt
You won’t listen to a word I say
And I will never be heard by you
No matter what it is that I do
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You shut me up before I can speak
You shut me up so you can keep me weak
Now I breaking all your rules
That you have made just for me
To keep me away from my history
From my strength and my dignity
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
You don’t know how many times I have prayed
That you would hear the words that I have to say
Now get out of the way
Because we no longer have to stay in this prison of the mind
Because we find you guilty of the ultimate crime
Now get out of the way
So that they can hear what I have to say
And begin to make their plans for escape today
Even though you made me a thug,
It is out of love that I put my message out
Find your voice in school and follow the Golden Rule
And shout it out, with out a doubt
That you will be heard, until you are heard
Right down to the very last word
Some people listen some people don’t
Some people listen some people won’t
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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As I Began to Love Myself – Self Love Poem
As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering
are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth.
Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”.
As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody
As I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time
was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this
person was me. Today I call it “RESPECT”.
As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life,
and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow.
Today I call it “MATURITY”.
As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance,
I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens
at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm.
Today I call it “SELF-CONFIDENCE”.
As I began to love myself I quit steeling my own time,
and I stopped designing huge projects for the future.
Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do
and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in
my own rhythm. Today I call it “SIMPLICITY”.
As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for
my health – food, people, things, situations, and everything that drew
me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude
a healthy egoism. Today I know it is “LOVE OF ONESELF”.
As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right, and ever since
I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is “MODESTY”.
As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worry
about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where EVERYTHING
is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it “FULFILLMENT”.
As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me
and it can make me sick. But As I connected it to my heart, my
mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this
connection “WISDOM OF THE HEART”.
We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems
with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing
new worlds are born. Today I know THAT IS “LIFE”!
poem by Charlie Chaplin
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Time My Past My Future! ! !
Time My Past My Future
The time is racing my past behind me
NO!
My past in front,
My future behind,
I wasn't thinking of my future,
I was back in my past.
But now this is my story! ! ! !
A mother who did not love me,
A sister a brother trying to comfort me,
I felt all alone
Now inhale
and
Exhale.
My future
A mother, A brother, once upon a time a father,
But no more
I stride for my future,
Not for my past
I tell you children
NEVER Look Back! ! !
But i do wondering......
I f my past was different would my future be better?
Would it?
Never mind that,
The time is racing to my future
I live for today and NOT tomarrow.
So I Never Look Back.
poem by Chauntae Ridley
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Time (feat. Na Na)
One more time
I saddle up and leave for no mans land
like so many times before
they say that lightning strikes not once but twice
and I ain't gonna stay
cause I can't take anymore
When memories make themselves heard
go away - go away
you know that you gave me your word
gonna go on my own
Time, time take me where
I'm no longer a stranger
I'll do anything
I know I'll find a way
Time, time take me there
and with the speed of lightning
I'll do anything
I know I'll find a way
Now I know
here's where the story ends and I have come
to the point of no return
and when I'm looking back at the times
where it all began
I know that I still have much to learn
When memories make themselves heard
go away - go away
you know that you gave me your word
gonna go on my own
Time, time take me where
I'm no longer a stranger
I'll do anything
I know I'll find a way
Time, time take me there
and with the speed of lightning
I'll do anything
I know I'll find a way
Gonna go on my own
Cause I can't take anymore
ain't gonna stay
ain't gonna stay
Time, time will take me there
I will go anywhere
I know you'll run along
cause I can't take anymore
ain't gonna stay
Time, time take me where
I'm no longer a stranger
I'll do anything
I know I'll find a way
Time, time take me there
and with the speed of lightning
I'll do anything
I know I'll find a way
song performed by by E-type
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Great Poetry?
How could anyone ever truly
Define great poetry?
Factors are so many that contribute
To the way each person does hear-feel-and see.
The season, the day, the very time,
Along with each readers wisdom-knowledge-and mind.
A line read one day
May deeply stir the spirit
While the very next time read
The reader simply just can't 'get-it'.
Besides, who is to judge,
And who is to decide?
Who always speaks truth,
And who pray tell has never lied?
Let the one who has never struggled with emotion and word
Cast the first critical stone,
Let the pure, perfect poet
Read and write completely all alone;
Enshrined by himself
Upon his own empty throne.
After all, it is supposed to be
A bit (or more) of myth and mystery,
A little difficult to decipher, somewhat vague,
Meant to speak, but not brag.
For Goodness sake, it's poetry.
Not prose, not essay, and certainly not the news.
It's forms are many and free,
It's thoughts different and deep,
It's direction everywhere the heart can see,
It's origin, and destination, ineffable...
But to write, one must try, or die... such is the poems strength.
So, let the creator of words create.
With wild and wonderful words to decipher and debate;
And never let the beauty of it all
In trivial criticism suffocate.
What is great poetry though you still inquire?
I should have told you from the start;
(But, then you would not have listened)
Great poetry is always, and only,
Beautiful words written truly
From, and for, the heart.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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How The Words Are Taking The Man
let me start with one word
another word takes in another
and they begin to talk to one another
i let the third word go
and they will ask another one
to equalize both sides
they will soon invite other words
until they will make a crowd
and the words get so many
now with mouths and no ears
like the drink the words take the man
and after so man y words have been uttered
you begin to regret every word that got in
so many and now you feel so empty.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love & Anger
It lay buried here. it lay deep inside me.
Its so deep I dont think that I can speak about it.
It could take me all of my life,
But it would only take a moment to
Tell you what Im feeling,
But I dont know if Im ready yet.
You come walking into this room
Like youre walking into my arms.
What would I do without you?
Take away the love and the anger,
And a little piece of hope holding us together.
Looking for a moment thatll never happen,
Living in the gap between past and future.
Take away the stone and the timber,
And a little piece of rope wont hold it together.
If you cant tell your sister,
If you cant tell a priest,
cause its so deep you dont think that you can speak about it
To anyone,
Can you tell it to your heart?
Can you find it in your heart
To let go of these feelings
Like a bell to a southerly wind?
We could be like two strings beating,
Speaking in sympathy...
What would we do without you?
Two strings speak in sympathy.
Take away the love and the anger,
And a little piece of hope holding us together.
Looking for a moment thatll never happen,
Living in the gap between past and future.
Take away the stone and the timber,
And a little piece of rope wont hold it together.
Were building a house of the future together.
(what would we do without you? )
Well, if its so deep you dont think that you can speak about it,
Just remember to reach out and touch the past and the future.
Well, if its so deep you dont think you can speak about it,
Dont ever think that you cant change the past and the future.
You might not, not think so now,
But just you wait and see--someone will come to help you.
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Speak The Word
Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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I Love You
I must be crazy now
Maybe I dream too much
But when I think of you
I long to feel your touch
To whisper in your ear
Words that are old as time
Words only you would hear
If only you were mine
I wish I could go back to the very first day I saw you
Should've made my move when you looked in my eyes
'Cause by now I know that you'd feel the way that I do
And you'd whisper these words as you'd lie here by my side
I love you
Please say you love me too
These three words
They could change our lives forever
And I promise you that we will always be together
'Til the end of time
So today I finally find the courage deep inside
Just to walk right up to your door
But my body can't move when I finally get to it
Like a thousand times before
Then without a word you handed me this letter
Read I hope this finds the way into your heart
song performed by by Faith Hill from Faith
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As We Speak
as we speak
our tounges flap
around our cheeks
as we sing thinking relating
hoping someone out there
understands the words we keep singing
I've done this so long
decipher these words
and come up with my own song
sing things my way
let these words flow
through this pen on this
paper they lay
Words are so powerfull and deep
but nothing comes across the same
as we speak
I Wanna Know Who The Father Is
Dark rewrite of the classic love song, I Wanna Know What Love Is
I don't need no more time
No more time to think it over
Too late
I've already read between the lines
Not gonna wait till he's older
Ohhhh, oo oh oh oh oh oh
Now this mountain together we will climb
Alone I will no longer carry this burdren on my shoulders
Through the clouds of your lies
I have seen you lose your angel's shine
Nothing now can keep me warm
As my love for you grows colder
In our lives you have created heartache and pain
I honestly don't think I can ever look at you the same again
Can't go back now, you've taken us all too far
To change this new lonely life
I wanna know who the father is
I demand that you tell me
I want you to spill just who the....is
I think it's time you know
You can no longer con me
I'm only gonna give you a little more time
A little more time to own up to me
You've got nowhere left to hide
It looks like finally the truth has been leaked to me
In our lives you have created heartache and pain
I honestly don't think I can ever look at you the same again
Can't go back now, you've taken us all too far
To change this new lonely life
I wanna know who the father is
I demand that you tell me
I want you to spill just who the....is
I think it's time you know
You can no longer con me
I wanna know who the real father is
I demand that you tell me
Who's the heel?
Who sealed the deal?
I wanna know who the real father is
Yes, sweetheart I finally know all these years you lied to me
Let's talk about the father
I wanna know who he really is
The one you took inside
I demand that you tell me
If you want even the smallest chance at saving our love
I wanna know who the real father is
Darling, no longer can you hide
Better just tell me
I wanna know who the real father is
Let's talk about the father
I demand that you tell me
We're gonna have our little girl tested too
I wanna know what the truth really is
And you should know, baby you should know
You can no longer con me
I want to know who the real father is
I demand to know
I want you to tell me his name and show me a picture
Lady, you best tell me who he is
Before I take you to divorce court tomorrow
2009 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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The Dweller (my daughter)
you came into this world unexpectedly
how you would change my life, i did not foresee.
holding you in my arms, my heart began to melt
bringing out emotions which i never felt.
i looked into your eyes, and what i could see
'was your future staring back at me.'
i pictured your life every step of the way
and to GOD i did pray.
asking him to watch over you
and everything in life that you would do.
as you got older you was strong as a house
you was no longer that frightened little mouse.
you became the woman that you are today
and nothing in life will stand in your way.
and because of you, i have grown stronger.
i will not hold my feelings back any longer.
i speak my mind as i see life start to unfold
sometimes too much, or so i'm told.
we have learned from one another
the true meaning of life and love.
for two hearts can not be as close as we
and our love has been set free.
i love you more than life itself
and in my heart you will always dwell.
poem by Louis Rams
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A Future To Know
Many say that the future's unknown, but, to many, God has shown,
What the future, for all shall be, throughout the pages of prophecy,
Words of God, indeed foretold, to His people, by prophets of old,
Warning men of dark times ahead, filling many with fear and dread.
A lot of prophecies were fulfilled, precisely as The Lord God willed,
All in accordance to God's Word, which, many of His people heard,
Prophecies to God's chosen nation, as to Judgment and Salvation,
Concerning God's promise to Israel, a covenant oath He shall fulfill.
All throughout God's Revelation, are words spoken to every nation,
Words beyond His Hebrew country, to people just like you and me,
God's Word about their judgment, of which, The Lord will not relent,
To judge all of Israel's enemies, which shall fulfill future prophecies.
Dark times for all, sure will come, but, God to all, revealed His Son,
Promised light to Gentile nations, offering from Israel His Salvation,
Extending salvation to all the world, is what for God we now herald,
Deliverance accessible to everyone, through Christ, His Eternal Son.
God prophesied the death of Christ, offering to all men Eternal Life,
His resurrection, He prophesied, as now He lives, although He died,
God's coming back for all of us, those who belong to Christ Jesus,
Then after His Judgment is unfurled, Christ will rule this entire world.
Populist
I dreamed myself of their people, I am of their people,
I thought they watched me that I watched them
that they
watched the sun and the clouds for the cities
are no longer mine image images
of existence (or song
of myself?) and the roads for the light
in the rear-view mirror is not
death but the light
of other lives tho if I stumble on a rock I speak
of rock if I am to say anything anything
if I am to tell of myself splendor
of the roads secrecy
of paths for a word like a glass
sphere encloses
the word opening
and opening
myself and I am sick
for a moment
with fear let the magic
infants speak we who have brought steel
and stone again
and again
into the cities in that word blind
word must speak
and speak the magic
infants’ speech driving
northward the populist
north slowly in the sunrise the lapping
of shallow
waters tongues
of the inlets glisten
like fur in the low tides all that
childhood envied the sounds
of the ocean
over the flatlands poems piers foolhardy
structures and the lives the ingenious
lives the winds
squall from the grazing
ranches’ wandering
fences young workmen’s
loneliness on the structures has touched
and touched the heavy tools tools
in our hands in the clamorous
country birth-
light savage
light of the landscape magic
page the magic
infants speak
poem by George Oppen
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Broken Silence
My silence is now broken.
I can speak the words.
I can Just begin to speak the words.
But painfull it still is.
At least I can.
Now begin to speak.
I was silent for so long.
never could brake the barrier.
To allow me to speak.
Now my silence is broken.
I can speak about it very little.
But at least the
Door is open.
The journey
I can take.
But can I face it?
Soon I shall no.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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As The Spirit Fills
Verse by verse and line by line; The Spirit fills the heart and mind.
The Spirit moves on a scribe, to pen the words down deep inside.
God uses men to reach the world, with a message for us to herald.
Some may speak while other men, The Lord above uses their pen.
Apostles would speak The Word, and men believed as they heard.
It was God’s Word they received, that would lead them to believe.
As New Believers they would go, and share so others could know,
The saving Grace of Jesus Christ, so they too could have New Life.
As The Truth began to spread, many would use parchment instead.
And The Truth many would heed, from words that they would read.
Either way, God’s Truth we share, with all those for whom we care.
Allow The Spirit to move your heart, so God’s Truth we can impart.
My friend, God will use anyone, to share The Truth about His Son.
Using any form of communication, to reach the lost with Salvation.
Join the Apostles and Prophets of old, sharing Truth till all are told,
About The Lord and Savior above, sent to all by The Father’s Love.
God still moves upon men today, helping us with the words to say,
For me the verses seem to flow, while The Spirit helps me to grow.
As I write the words aren’t mine, for my source is above and Divine.
It is The Spirit who fills my pen, and to this friend, I just say Amen.
(Copyright ©01/2006)