One Who Closes His Eyes In Prayer
One who closes his eyes in prayer
Closes his eyes not to see
Not to see the other side
The dark side of the supplication
If it be a disgrace
In the eyes of the Court
Which will pass judgment
On you one day...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Back To School.
Back to school, my mind in good mood. My head enroute for good friuts. Back to school, yes I'm back for good. Don't be a fool dear, it's not just a virtual school of paper-books, it's a school of the mind, a school of thinking. Oh yes! My own school of thought. Every day is schooling, where you are is your lecture room, Life its' self is the teacher. School closes when we close our eyes, either in sleep or in SLEEP. Which ever way it closes, it yet continues on the other side. For there, we shall learn all that we failed while still LIFE's pupils.
poem by Darlington Chukwunyere
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The Shadow
Soft as the bed in the earth
Where a stone has lain—
So soft, so smooth and so cool,
Spring closes me in
With her arms and her hands.
Rich as the smell
Of new earth on a stone,
That has lain, breathing
The damp through its pores—
Spring closes me in
With her blossomy hair;
Brings dark to my eyes.
poem by William Carlos Williams
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Passenger Side
Hey, wake up, your eyes weren't open wide
For the last couple of miles you've been swerving from side to side
You're gonna make me spill my beer,
If you don't learn how to steer
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
Roll another number for the road
You're the only sober person I know
Won't you let me make you a deal,
Just get behind the wheel
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
Should've been the driver, could've been the one
I should've been your lover, but I hadn't seen...
Can you take me to the store, then the bank?
I've got five dollars we can put in the tank
I've got a court date coming this June
I'll be driving soon
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
I don't like riding on the passenger side
song performed by by Wilco
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Promise
A change of mind has moved around
Takes me back to when we met
Forever moved a promise kept
This all implies I dont believe how this would be for
To be with you
Watching your eyes
I can see it in your eyes
Away go away
To be by your side
I travel all night
Away go away
Concept conceived to let me down
And when you leave I can never make my mind up
Were on the move removed too far
Your way of life
Its only me Im not deceived at all
To be with you
Watching your eyes
I can see it in your eyes
Away go away
To be by your side
I travel all night
Away go away
So far from me to be the same
Ill try again Im here alone
I shant forget I feel this way
And all the time you can dance until we meet again
To be with you
Watching your eyes
I can see it in your eyes
Away go away
To be by your side
I travel all night
Away go away
To be by your side
I travel all night
Away go away
To be by your side
I travel all night
song performed by by Omd
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She can not cry
You see the pain that lingers in her eyes,
But, her eyes remain dry
She won't cry.
She cant cry she dosent no how.
You see the anger that burns from her gaze,
The madness that sets her eyes ablaze,
She dosent no how to cry.
If only her eyes would flood.
You see the fear that closes her eyes,
The smile she wears is a disguise,
She won't cry.
She has to hide this pain.
She just cannot cry.
You see the hope that is finally dead,
She cannot trust for her heart has been bled,
She won't cry.
No, she won't cry.
You see death's hand that has glazed her eyes,
No one saw her die inside,
They won't cry.
No, they won't cry.
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Magic In Your Eyes
In the magic of your eyes,
Rests a transparency and sparkles
But also dark, tempestuous twists
Along with a well hidden secret
they tightly hold...
One that in my poetry world,
I can't possibly describe,
Since those gorgeous eyes
Only to you belong...
Captivated by their unique beauty,
I felt astoundingly bewitched
By those provocative stares
You could no longer control
And a fixed look of yours on me
Did not prevail...
Since all what you wanted
Was, to be the centered stage...
I felt so mad and outraged
Being that, the one and only reason,
Our great love to bridge failed...
Oh! those beautiful eyes
Which I vividly still recall
And in my deep sleep,
I always dream of...
Oh! those beautiful eyes!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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And A Falling Star
And a falling star
Will relieve you
From the shadowless and sorrowful
Solitude of marble....
When you will rise hopelessly from prayer
The twilight will fade
In the black of your beautiful eyes....
And there shall be
No more complaints....
And maybe again,
You shall be a happy
woman again...
I doubt it....Who knows?
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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When The Lord Closes The Door
(kinky friedman & jeff shelby)
When i find myself alone in my house and in my head
And i blow the candles out and i take myself to bed
And i'm old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
When sleep closes my eyes and sends me searching for you
And i'm feelin' blue as the sky without your love to carry me through
And i'm weak enough to be afraid but strong enough to let it show.
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
Baby i'm a gypsy boy, i'll ride the night until
I come to you like moonlight through your raggle-taggle window sill.
When you find yourself alone in your house and in your head
And you blow the candles out and you take yourself to bed
And you're old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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When The Lord Closes The Door (He Opens A Little Window)
(kinky friedman & jeff shelby)
When I find myself alone in my house and in my head
And I blow the candles out and I take myself to bed
And Im old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
When sleep closes my eyes and sends me searching for you
And Im feelin blue as the sky without your love to carry me through
And Im weak enough to be afraid but strong enough to let it show.
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
Baby Im a gypsy boy, Ill ride the night until
I come to you like moonlight through your raggle-taggle window sill.
When you find yourself alone in your house and in your head
And you blow the candles out and you take yourself to bed
And youre old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Why Do They Hide It?
At Night The World Sleeps
When The World Sleeps It Dreams
Closes It's Eyes And See Scenes From Some Other Side
By Sunrise When It Hits Day
The World Awakes
Out Of It's Dreams Out Of Happiness
Why Does The World Want To Live Reality So Dangerous?
But In Dreams It Desires Love And Peace
The Image Shows When Eyes Are Closed
Why Do They Hide It And Let No One Know?
Why Does The World Cover Their Desires With Theirs Eye Lids?
Feb.4.2008
poem by Jude Ryans
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Xx.Eyes.Shine.Suicide.Xx
If you look into a person eyes
You find the truth, beauty and some lies.
But when you look deep into my eyes.
My eyes shine suicide
Suicide I hope would come, but it never came.
So the closes thing I have to suicide is the thought of dying.
poem by Shauntae Taylor
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Ode to the Sadness of my Eyes
My eyes do not know
How old they are
My heart still keep time
Like the old Seth Thomas
Or a dripping faucet
My eyes precede my mind
When it is looking for a rhyme
Sad eyes such as mine
Can see an angel out of the corner
Where tears collect
My eyes are as fine as scramble umbrellas
That once was lonely
Because the rain
Ran away with the wind
These sad eyes of mine can not keep their history
They are always only about the now
What I see not what I have seen
Even in sleep they have been known to weep
What the mind keep as it midnight secrets
My sad eyes can be dug out with a copper spoon
And roll down the cobble stone streets
Pass curb side trees and little shops
Just turning on the light
Pass store front churches
Where the jealous pray to a God never seen by day
My sad eyes has seen Gods picking pizza crust
From the dumpster
My sad eyes care that there are eyes
In which to compare that the thing
I see is really there
My sad eyes has been known to be nocturnal But never solitary they see in pairs over lapping This with that to make the thing whole My sad eyes are forever going where I goes My eyes are never cold, they do not know just how old.
poem by David E. Patton
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Kiss You All Over
(michael chapman/nicholas chinn)
When you get home babe, gonna light your fire
All day Ive been thinking about you babe your my one desire
Gonna wrap my arms around you and hold you next to me
Oh, baby wanna taste your lips I wanna be your fantasy
Yeah
I dont know what Id do without you babe dont know where Id be
Your not just another lover no youre everything to me
Every time Im with you baby cant believe its true
When your laying in my arms and you do the things you do
You can see it in my eyes I can feel it in your touch
You dont have to say a thing just let me show how much
Love you
Need you
Yeah babe
I wanna kiss you all over, all over again
I wanna kiss you all over
Till the night closes in, till the night closes in
Stay with me, lay with me, holding me, loving me baby
Here with me, near with me, feeling you close to me baby
So show me, show me everything you do
Cause baby no one does it quite like you
Love you
Need you
Yeah babe
I wanna kiss you all over, all over again
I wanna kiss you all over
Till the night closes in
Till the night closes in
Till the night closes in
Repeat
song performed by by Tiffany
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A Strange Dog
this dog has no eyes, and so it feels most of the time
through its tongue
it believes it comes from the genealogy of the fish
and so its swims
against the current of the river
inventing its own gills
it closes and opens letting all the water of the river pass through
i am not surprised, in fact, i can relate to this dog without eyes
and inventing gills for it to breathe under water
that is what i do, most often than you know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Man From The Shadow
He has two hearts
Three kidneys
And three tails
The sole of my foot sticks
And I try to free it...
It becomes a feather with eyes...
Two eyes of a gazelle
He sleeps on a long-handled broom
And suddenly begins to dance
With a thousand of his wraiths
He puts me to sleep
And all this because he just
Want to invade my dream
When I am dreaming of her...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Dottie Writes and Cries
Sunlight settles on the
table where Dottie writes.
Her journal records the days
since Willie left, the effects
it has had, her migraines,
the sickness, the stomach
pains, the blood loss.
She writes slowly, neat
and lucid, the pen tight
between finger and thumb.
She pauses, looks at the sunlight,
how the beams seem to dance
upon the cloth, she sucks the end
of the pen, her tongue sensing
the smoothness and plasticness.
She will write of the roses,
how they have grown, the red
like blood, the blood like that
on the sheet before the wash.
She misses her brother, his
departure to fetch Sammy
has pained her, causes her
loss of sleep, despite sleeping
in his bed, caressing his pillow.
She writes again, the pen nib
moving over the journal's page,
her eyes watching the flow,
the words settling on the paper,
the words holding the images,
the images for him, for Willie
to read and have on his return.
A bird song, she cocks an ear,
outside nearby, a robin, she
closes her eyes, grasps the sound,
turns it around in her mind.
She will write that down,
he likes birdsong, loves the
songs, the call of the wild.
She opens her eyes, begins
to write once more, she wants
to cry, pushes her eyes tight
to stop tears hitting the page.
Through teary eyes sees
the sunbeams dance on
what seems like water on
the patterned cloth, she
remembers Willie laying
his head down there once
side ways on and gazing at
her as deep fond lovers may.
She puts down her black pen,
she will write no more today.
poem by Terry Collett
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Mid-life
she wakes up at 3 a.m.
with a nightmare: she is on a bridge
below her the flood, waters raging
carrying driftwood, some houses, people calling for her,
deaf she moves on to the other side
on white gown less the bouquet
a man in black suit waits for her
the water rises and then all the screams are gone
the man becomes a mist
her hands tremble
her diamond ring falls to the water below
the water rises up to her waist
she shouts for help
there is no boat and the other side dissolves with the man
a mist covers her
she closes her eyes and then she is taken away by some hands.
she wakes up grasping for breath.
her pillow is wet with tears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Into Your Eyes
When I look into your eyes,
I visualize having a child with my lips and your board smile.
When I look into your eyes,
I could never imagine a day without you in my life
When I look into your eyes,
Overwhelmed with love I can only sigh.
When I look into your eyes,
It feels like we are meant to be,
Our paths crossing was all part of our destiny.
When I look into your eyes,
I can see who you really are deep down inside.
When I look into your eyes,
There are two things that I want from you that are of great value,
And with me there'll never be an Easy come Easy go.
When I look into your eyes,
It was never about pride.
When I look into your eyes,
I say I want you to appreciate me and you do,
And I know I give you the impression indicating I want more out of you.
When I look into your eyes,
There's a storm in the ocean,
And you'll see me continuous devotion.
When I look into your eyes,
One day our views might collide,
But no matter what I am sure to stay by your side.
When I look into your eyes,
When I really look into your eyes,
It's eminent that our love will survive.
When I look into your eyes,
Hope Love take us to the end of times
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Cannot Hide
Can you see me baby
Standing in the light
I feel your cat's eyes on me
Faster in the night
I move inside
Got those eyes
Something's burning baby
That's alright
You and I
Here tonight
Meet me on the other side
'Cause you can do me right
Take me where I cannot hide
'Cause you can do me right
Meet me on the other side
You don't know me girl
I'm faceless in the crowd
The things I could show you baby
Come on, come onto my cloud
I'm alive tonight
Something's falling baby
You and I
Out of the sky I can see it in your eyes
Meet me on the other side
'Cause you can do me right
Take me where I cannot hide
'Cause you can do me right
You need, baby, you're alive
'Cause you can do me right
Take me to the other side
'Cause you can do me right
Meet me on the other side
I speak French today baby.
song performed by by A-Ha
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There Is Something In Us Always
there is something in us always
that closes and opens like fingers
there is something inside that watches
for love, and waits, and anticipates,
something that feels home, and
goggles for familiarity, and when it
finds it, it opens so confidently,
unmindful of any pain, expectant
of the excitement, promised and
betrayed, and mourning, and then
there is something in us that closes,
no matter what, it is still closed,
despite the death of time, it still
closes upon itself, curling, thickening
unwilling, wanting to die, but couldn't.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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