My Chamber Of Thoughts
Concealed by a shadow in the windowsill
Overlooking the gateway of no return,
The neighborhood is suspicious
Of the elfish silhouette against the glass
Of an unlit room...
My mind has no cause for concern
Because if I had to, I would explain
That I would here, indefinitely, remain,
Locked in my Chamber of Thoughts...
Sighted, obviously reported-a threat!
I retreat and go back to my desk
Or move deeper into open space
Where I listen attentively, motionless,
Waiting one day for the door to rip...
Open hinges with familiar complaints,
Bracing me for opposition
But I remain lacked still
Within my Chamber of Thoughts...
With no choice but to ignore them all,
I patiently continue with my creative works...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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A Concealed Soul
Concealed by a shadow behind the windows,
Overlooking the gateway of no return,
The neighborhood is suspicious
Of the elfish silhouette against the glass
Of an unlit room where I reconcile
My most precious thoughts...
My thoughts have no cause
For great concerns
Because If I had to,
I would gladly explain
That I would indefinitely remain,
In this cozy room
Where my future is being designed...
Sighted, obviously reported-a threat!
I retreat behind my computer's desk,
Deeper into the closed space
Where I listen tentatively,
Motionless, for the door to rip...
Open hinges with familiar complaints,
Bracing me for opposition,
While I completely quiet I remain
And letting them look like fools...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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A shadow from my past
i wonder if details matter,
it happened so long ago,
is it really important?
do i really need to know,
who and why?
you a shadow from the past,
but you haunt my mind,
just knowing part of what you did,
makes me wonder why i trusted you,
i begged not to see you,
but my begging wasn't strong enough,
not without a reason why,
so i continue to be abused,
i was scared of you,
is that the reason you remain,
being a shadow in my thoughts?
i blocked you out,
just like the pain,
no longer have a face,
but yet you remain a mystery,
in my past,
i'm starting to think,
it should be where you stay,
no need to open a can of worms,
that don't need to be open,
for me to understand the whole story.
poem by Mona Martinez
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My Imagination
Its four in the afternoon,
I’m sitting with pen in hand
waiting patiently for
my imagination to break through
but it seems to be held back
behind a closed door.
My mind and my pen
want it to find the handle
open the door and come in.
However, it seems hesitant,
why I don’t know.
My thoughts are wandering
in different directions
and not on a steady course.
Maybe that is why
my imagination can’t get in.
26 March 2011
poem by David Harris
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Turn Up The Music
Thoughts get behind me, don’t want to think
So confused, loved or not tears on the brink
What goes on in that silent mind of yours?
Love and loneliness goes on in hers
Turn the music up louder, maybe not think at all
Live life in the songs, a place where she can stall
Keeping thoughts to herself, she can’t unwind
So much baggage from the past on her mind
Everything in her life locked down tight
When sadness come over her coming to light
On top of the world some of the time
His moods bringing her down, what a crime
She will continue to live in his shadow
Maybe things can change, back to long ago
Her ipod can silence everything else
So maybe today, just keep to herself
By Dogs4donna
© 2007 Dogs4donna (All rights reserved)
poem by Donna Nimmo
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I Will Not Be There
One day you will go back
To one of those familiar places
We used to go frequently
And sit down again on the same bench
That still clearly preserves our names
Encrypted inside a heart
Now, motionless and brokenhearted
Perhaps deeply thinking about me
But I will be not be there
Like before, kissing you passionately
For I have been gone forever
Gone with the wind
As proof, my dear
I left my footprints behind
Deeply hidden in your heart and mind
And the red rose one day you gave me
I threw it in the wild river
Long time ago and by now
It should be already gone for always
You turned my heart into a stone
And gave me no other choice
But to run away from you
And move forward facing the Sun
Where I will find a new horizon
That will lead me to the right one
The one who will love me with great passion
The one now in my dream
But one day will become my reality
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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S13
one thing with thought is that it is fluid.
do you like them to be stones? the sculptors are
ready with their hammers.
one thing with flexibility is that something always
wants to remain open, a door for instance
sometimes to wait for the beloved it is never locked
till midnight
or that window that misses the moon
it never closes till twilight
for the love of light and cool air
some have to be apertures and orifices
my mouth is open for love my arms are unclosed circles
my heart grasps for air something in it is still open
in fact, as you have seen it,
in its unclosed state, it is still bleeding
my mind is open functioning as a parachute of my ambitions
my body does not actually mind what happens next
trusting in words, in another glass of red wine,
cherries for the tongue
the last one for the road, who knows?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time Passes
Time is passing while I am waiting
For true life to have some meaning-
Time is passing and I blindly
Count to ten upon my fingers-
Not knowing and not even able to distinguish
What is real from what is not?
One, two, three and the voices inside me won't stop commanding-
Four, five and six-
All I see are snakes within the bleakness and confinement of this room-
Seven, eight, and nine, and even through this dim light I believe I am being watched-
I count aloud to ten upon my fingers and
Time is passing and all that is all that I hear for the moment-
All that I see, I reach out to touch or to open my eyes to see-
Time has passed and everything is silent, without a trace of
Ever being near and once more I count,
Starting at seven, eight and then nine- watching the second hand on the wall clock and
Ten? Ten more hours to be locked inside of this empty, room where
The walls are barren and I am alone with my thoughts-
Time is passing and I would be running away, but there is nowhere to run to, except to
Places inside of my mind and one, two three and all that I see is
The walls of this empty room and a locked door-
I could count from one to a thousand and
Inside of this room I would remain- I could count to one million and
I would die before I even got there- so I count from one to three over and over because
Everything is seemingly easier when I am lost inside the world of my fantasies and
I realize now what is not truly real and threatening shall never harm me and
Time is passing and as I count, I am blissfully losing myself inside the world
I have made here inside of my mind for myself, alone…
This way time may pass even before the sun rises tomorrow, and then-and then?
My life perhaps shall have some meaning-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Searching Inner Space
Searching now for inner space
Sure one day to find the place
What means of travel does one face
This journey from the human race
Listen sounds to tell the way
Or wait the stars to show way
Doth the soul to body say
Suppress all fears felt today
If it's thought that moves the man
Act as if your thoughts still can
God designed this travel well
So we can move through heav'n or hell
Take a trip a different kind
Open channels in your mind
Inner space you soon will find
Is god and you intertwined
The choice is yours all's been planned
You can move through thought command
Meditate and learn first hand
Your mind controls this world so grand
poem by Daniel Lloyd Kennedy
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Let’s create windows In our minds
Houses and buildings
Have Windows
Buses and trains
Too have windows
When open
Light and fresh air
Comes in through them
Allows foul air to go out
When closed
Prevents Dust and filth
From coming in
Let’s create windows
In our minds
Allow good thoughts
To come in and enlighten
The mind
Let the bad thoughts go out
Close the window of the mind
When bad thoughts
Try to intrude in
Listen to what people say
With an open mind
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Keep The House A Little Darker
Keep the house a little darker
Let the curtains remain drawn-still
It is not right to leave the door open....
Wear your robe
And in the safest chamber of the house
Recall the unlearned prayer.....
He always enters
Through closed doors...
COPY WRITE©2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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To Knock on a Door
Who
Who
Who knocks?
Who knocks at
Who knocks at my door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door? ... No, it's just my brother, Josh, that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door:
It's time for dinner.
poem by Hannah Shier
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Some things just can not be explained
how do you explain to somebody you like,
that something happened,
that you can't changed,
it makes you second guess ppl,
when they don't deserve it,
it makes them work harder,
to prove themselves to you,
that they are worth,
more than you are letting them,
but you keep them at a distance,
worry they will bite,
when you know they are a kitten,
sweet, loveable and loyal,
but that still don't stop you,
you keep your distance,
until there is an ocean,
between the two of you,
but when water rise,
there nothing you can do,
to save what you wanted,
you both drifted so far away,
even a life boat wont help you,
yet you remain lost,
in your thoughts,
and your body,
waiting for that day,
when you are able to feel again,
becuz even than,
you can't explain,
your fears and frustration you felt,
not know how to get it off or your chess,
and open up,
it just one of those things,
you don't know how to explain,
no matter how much practice you have.
poem by Mona Martinez
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A Royal Falcon I Am
A Royal Falcon I am,
But now badly hurt...
O Royal Falcons,
My faithful friends,
I am calling you
From the depths of the valley
To come and rescue me
For I am lying down here
With broken wings...
I went higher than the limits
And fell, I miserably failed...!
No more I do aspire
To take another flight
Until my wound is healed...
Here I am, motionless
Listening to the echo of my dreams,
Until you take me back
Up the skies to fly with you
And finish the journey
With great desires
Waiting patiently
Until my rainy day arrives...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Morning Prayer
may my feet
follow my heart,
may the door to my heart
open both ways.
may my hands
always be open,
may my mouth
support my ears
by silence.
may my eyes
remain naked,
may my soul be connected.
may my thoughts,
words, and actions,
be the breath of compassion.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Winter's Dream
Snowflakes braise my flushed cheeks-
That turn a purplish hue-
I shiver,
Locked inside my thoughts.
My fears, rarely alleviated,
I venture outward with caution-
Amity, life and pain
Have touched my essence with the tips of their fingers in a
Truly amazing but erroneous way-
In the distance I can see a lone figure,
A thief of my thoughts, and a
Plunderer of my soul, perhaps…
I recall yesterday
I gave back the night only to invade
The blackness of the past midnight hours-
My spirit had eloped and has now escaped me-
I listen but never speak.
I am the keeper of a chamber
Filled with fear, anger,
And maybe some traces of ardor,
Lost from years passed,
Snowflakes are falling rhythmically-
My eyes penetrate this storm with utmost care, although- ten feet before me,
My world ends.
My thoughts dissolve and inter mesh with the
Sleet that is commencing to fall, now melting as
It touches the ground…
Through the eyes of a lost and forgotten child,
I can blindly foresee the future.
Flowers, budding trees, clear skies, and-
More and more flowers.
In this instant,
If I could escape veracity I would and
Build my home here deep in these woods, and
Perhaps snow would continue to fall.
In some other universe,
The world would revolve around some other sun, and
I shall pick every wildflower
To decorate my castle,
Lock the doors to humanity, open the windows to
Let nature enter to only become my
Most prized possession.
When the sun would cast its shadows upon
My most beloved nightmare, and
In my fondest fantasy, where I would
Own and treasure the winter’s moon and a
Twilight’s star, and
Escape to the mystery of such thoughts,
A few precious moments would be my keepsake,
Although-
Life’s meaning shall always remain questionable, and
My dreams, nightmares and visions shall someday
Become my only reality…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Smile!
Smile,
Look at the sky,
Forget about everything and just,
Smile!
Laugh,
Open your mouth,
And throw back your head and just,
Laugh!
Dance,
Move your body to the music,
Or move to the rhythm of silence and just,
Dance!
Sing,
Open your heart,
Let out all your thoughts and just,
Sing!
Speak,
Say hi to people you know,
Open a conversation with people you don't and just,
Speak!
Run,
No one can fence you in,
Move your feet one in front of the other and just,
Run!
Love,
Like you have nothing to be ashamed of,
Take someone in your arms and just,
Love!
Dream,
You can do anything you want to,
Keep hope, reason, and will, and just,
Dream!
Live,
Today and tomorrow and the next day,
No matter when it ends make it worth it, and just,
Live!
Believe,
Know what you know and share what you think,
No one can bring you down if you just,
Believe!
Celebrate,
Everything and anything,
It's all in your life and that's a reason to just,
Celebrate!
Fly,
Lift your arms with joy and hope,
Spread the wings of your heart and just,
Fly!
Listen,
If your interested or not,
These are the voices of others like you just,
Listen!
Trust,
That no one and everyone should have that chance,
Give everyone it to everyone and just,
Trust!
See,
Not only with your eyes but your mind,
With your body, spirit, and soul, just,
See!
It's not hard to be happy.
One simple choice.
One god given right of 'pursuit of happiness'.
One choice to look at things and just,
SMILE! : D
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Waiting
You've come this far by yourself
Faced the world on your own
No one heard your cries for help
You thought you were all alone
I got a different story to tell you
'Cause I've been there before
I know you'll feel so much but there's so much more
(You could wait)
But it may not be tomorrow
(Can you take?)
A minute just to listen and gonna let it go
[chorus]
This is the time
This is the place
This is the love that was given to us by grace
Don't turn away
Today is the day
Open up your heart 'cause love is waiting waiting
Now I'm not gonna have so many questions
Deep down you're wondering
But when you're driven by doubt you question everything
And I won't let you be so disappointed
But you are not here alone
So let me show you that you don't have to be on your own anymore
(You could wait)
But it may not be tomorrow
(Can you take?)
A minute just to listen and gonna let it go
[chorus] 2x
This is the time
This is the place
This is the love that was given to us by grace
Don't turn away
Today is the day
Open up your heart 'cause love is waiting waiting
He's waiting He's waiting
He's reaching up for you and those that are
So patiently waiting
So open up your mid dear open up your heart
He's waiting He's waiting
All it takes is just a smile
You wanna bring the way a brand new day
[chorus]
This is the time
This is the place
This is the love that was given to us by grace
Don't turn away
Today is the day
Open up your heart 'cause love is waiting waiting
He's waiting, He's waiting
So patiently waiting
song performed by by ZoeGirl
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Open Arms
If love is what you want
Baby here I am
If tenderness is what you need
Ive got that to give
If you need some affection
Baby these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms
You come hem youve had a hard day
Every door you tried to open
Was closing in your face
Im right here Ill be right here
Ill embrace you
Ill be open with my heart
Ill let you in
Ill be open with my thoughts
Ill be your best friend
If you need some attention
Baby these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms
Every corner you turn
Trouble come your way
But when you get home
Ill try to be there
And Ill embrace you
These are
These are
These are
Open arms
If time is what you need
Baby Ill stop the clocks
If youre looking for something
Maybe Ive got what you want
If theres one thing to remember
Dont forget that these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms
These are
These are
These are
Open arms
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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The Table
This table is reserved an invitation for two,
only one sits alone and the other chair is bare.
He waits and waits as the hours creep through.
Stares at the empty space and wonders where are you.
He looks at his watch as another hour ticks by,
looks at the door to see who is coming through.
He feels eyes staring, probably wondering whom
he is waiting for as the minutes turn to hours.
The empty chair remains bare
as outside the sun sets as night begins to call.
This table is reserved for two, but where are you?
He thinks of all the reasons why you could be late
for this most important date.
He has rehearsed his lines of what he purposed to say.
The box with the ring within his pocket stays.
Where are you he wonders, do you love him anymore?
The negative thoughts invaded his mind
as he waits looking at the door, just waiting for you.
Finally the waiter comes along and tells him they are about to close.
He gives one last look at the door, then gets up and goes.
The reserved table for two stands empty and bare.
Those who should have sat there are gone never to return,
and as the light go out the table stands alone and forlorn.
24 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Locked
Children tattooed, pierced and studded, dreadlocked;
parents panicked, indecisive, deadlocked.
Mother to daughter: live as you must, if you must;
for just a bit longer, keep the door to your bed locked.
Son to father: teach me what you know,
but I won't agree to keep the door to my head locked.
Mother to father: where have you been, and where
have you kept your thoughts and all you might have said locked?
They'd come so far, and then she saw, in him,
the door to their life, their home, their daily bread locked.
One night in a fiery panic dream he ran
and found the door toward which he'd wildly fled locked.
Aging, but at long last ripe and ready,
she found the on-ramp to the road ahead locked.
They learned too late the cost of keeping that cellar
full of truths that could not be gainsaid locked.
The young return. Too many find the way back
to lives in the country for which they fought and bled locked.
Eric, old friend, as you try each door in the mind,
will you wake one day to find the heart instead locked?
poem by Eric Torgersen
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