The Sound of Nature
I begged the sky to hold off
But it answered me with such a sound,
The clouds raised their puffy lids
And tears came tumbling down...
(By surprise) cursed thunder first
Followed by a quieter prayer,
Then, with hesitation wept,
The grieved windows of the spheres...
I nodded and descended,
So familiar was the plea
That no rejoinder I made
And Let the damp weather be...
I, too, knew that the darkness
Was merely a passageway
Beguiling travelers of truth
Through steps of uncertainty...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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The Travelers
We're travelers and we have no home,
We're travelers and we are trying to atone,
We're travelers and we have no name,
We're travelers with no one to blame,
Travelers who have no shame,
Travelers who all look the same,
Travelers who still love you,
But we prefer skies blue,
We don't play the game you do,
We also never feel blue,
We only know what is true,
We also know what's good for you,
We don't need your superstition,
We can't believe in repetition,
We don't like your traditions,
We only have our intuition,
We're travelers, we can take the pain,
We're travelers, you think we're insane,
We're travelers, we see your principles sway,
We're travelers, we still love you anyway,
Traveling time, through dirt and grime,
Hoping one day to align,
Our hearts and minds,
Travelers who will leave a sign of better times.
5 December 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper

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Whisper
A small murmur of tone
Holding on to the sound
With slight hesitation
That it may be too loud...
No business of yours
Who I am
Or why I am here
Risking all for a cause
That won't let me alone...
I began as something unnamed
They called me this
And watched to see
Where I would go,
Why should It alter my ego?
Maybe the plan isn't there
Maybe finding something
Means leaving something behind
But I can't be other
Than the whispering...
Unheard of-unfulfilled
Except for those
Who listened carefully
And understood, in part
What was meant to be
May never be,
But there was, at least, a start...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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Answered Prayer
Every problem has solutions
Look inside your heart, see what you might find
You can draw your own conclusions
Theres summer in your soul, winter in your mind
I love, I love, I love you
I need, I need, I need you there
I love, I love, I love you
Let me be your answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry, tears dry
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Unhappy for a long time
A subtle shade of blue, indigo, thats you
You say that loves so hard to find
It just eluded you, Ive been eluded, too
I love, I love, I love, I love you
I need, I need, I need you there
Ive got to, got to, got to have you
Let me be your answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry, tears dry
Answered prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry, tears dry
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Open up your mind, open up your heart
Unlock your dreams, unchain desire
Open up your arms, open up your eyes
Answer my prayer
Truth be told, word to the wise
Open your heart, babe, open your eyes
Unlock your dreams, unchain desire
Answer my prayer, answer my prayer
Answer my prayer
Prayer
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
All I want you to do, all I want to do
Is to answer my prayer, answer baby
(answer my, answer my, answer my prayer)
Dont cry
Now give me answer, give me an answer, give me an answer
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
song performed by by Abc

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When The Walls Came Tumbling Down
On the first day of the first month in some distant year
The whole sky froze golden
Some said it was the aftermath of the radium bomb
While others told of a final retribution
A terrible revenge of the gods
But we understood the grand finale
Fulfillment of a prophecy told many years before
So all that was left was...
All the women were captured and chained
And national suicide was proclaimed
And New America fell to the ground
And all the children lay crippled and lame
But all the nations came together
In fear of the thought of the end
No more would we fight in the streets
No courage had we to defend
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound
A blinding light the sun had died
A new moon took its place
Tidal waves and open graves the fate of the unhuman race
The city's heart no longer beats no pity have I left to lend
A sinner sits reciting Dylan it's now that I welcome the end
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Everybody ran as they screamed at the sound
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
When the walls came tumbling down
Nobody made a sound
Down
song performed by by Def Leppard from On Through The Night

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Balm
When the darkness of my heart
dissolves in the clouds,
When my tears come out ripping
the veil of eye lids
When my heart beats are represented by the peel of thunder,
When the memories of someone takes
the shape of clouds,
I always wish a soothing balm
for my pain,
It is sent by Heaven
in the form of rain.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir

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Another Season Passing By
Today I gladly met you
In a Summer's sunny day
And I confessed to you
That it was my Birthday!
You stunningly reacted
With a surprising expression:
'Happy Birthday my friend'
'I can see that you are getting old'
I responded back without hesitation!
'Me, getting old? '
'You must be kidding
Or you are out of your mind'
'Old is the World
That was already here
Before I was born
And it will be here after
Forever I am gone'...
'Many Seasons I have witnessed
And tasted the sweetness and bitterness
Of my turbulent life
But I found the strength
To keep going until my last day'
He was speechless and motionless!
Then I asked him:
'How can I be getting old
When I feel being reborn
Every single day? '
He answered me with his eyes
And laughed and cheered
Having fun together
Until the new sunrise arrived...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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He Heard My Plea
(6/29/12)
The rains were coming down as heavy as can be
Lightning was covering the black skies
As far as I could see.
The rolling thunder deafening to my ears
As my heart filled with fear.
No place to run to - no place to hide
As I fell to my knees and started to cry.
I prayed to GOD to protect me
Cause I just wanted to get back to my family.
The thunder seemed to subside, as I opened up my eyes
Through the darkness of the clouds
A light came shining through
And like a spotlight it shone down on me
Then I knew the LORD heard my plea.
The rains were still coming down
Yet not a dropp on me was found.
I felt a calmness come over me
As if I had been set free.
I rushed straight home and there my family stood
Just like I knew that they would.
They always feared when they heard
the rolling thunder, and saw the lightning in the sky
And they would pray, just like I.
I hugged them and again I thanked the LORD
For giving me this opportunity - to be with my family.
If he heard my plea when I prayed
Why can't you do the same?
poem by Louis Rams

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I Guess You Never Knew
I Guess You Never Knew
Date: August 12,2012
Just who do you think you are
Should I thank you for these scars
What do you think you offer me?
I'm sorry sweets…I just don't see
It seems to me your gift is pain
Winter clouds of cold hard rain
Nothing warm to soothe my skin
The fire never reached within
I tried and tried, for just a spark
A glint to warm my hungry heart
But all that flamed was my desires
The fire was mine, but never ours
A simple touch, a soothing word
But what I got was cold and blurred
I gave my best, my soul still yearns
Across the page, my heartache burns
I don't know who you think you are
Starting fires and stealing hearts
Biting more than you can chew
Then pretending that, you never knew
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins

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As The World Spins
Nothing is left behind dying,
Save the things one can do without...
The best of the world is made better
And it is possible to arrive somewhere...
If the truth is significant,
Why nobody wants to believe or care?
That is the defense, that is the pretense
Which curses every motion
And poisons my devotion,
I cannot take it or leave it...
So, I will be always guessing
Until at last I do no longer recognize
The lover behind the mask...
Winter sent a spring day
To warm a frozen heart
When all seemed desolate
In need of a new start,
A cry was heard in heaven
And the clouds began to part...
The mystery is never solved
Though never has it been resolved
With an adequate conclusion..
The story is sworn, I know who done it,
With each clue woven in my path,
A whispering note is attached...
This is the story of my life
That my destiny must defy
When facing the moment of truth...
Windows flew wide open
Welcoming the light air,
My mind was gently touched
Bringing forth a prayer
That I might see revealed,
The beauty of his care...
Bonds of love never severed
But realized forever in the parting
It, alone, travels with a weary passenger
Over the sound of air
And across the whispers...
That weary passenger is me
With only thirty days to live
And ready to go forever
To the land of no return...
Just between God and me,
I feel much like this day, everyday
Until my last day finally arrive,
Knowing a greater joy,
Although I cannot stay,
For I am a stranger on Earth,
Here, a season away...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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A Chat With My Heart
A Chat With My Heart
Date: January 19,2012
I sat down lonely on the floor
Turned the key
Unlocked the door
I let the passion flood my view
I hoped some light
Would filter through
I asked my heart
To seek what's real
To dig down deep to what it feels
I begged to know the reasons why
It clings like life, to alibies
And while chained to my attention
I had to know if it's pretension
To understand why it defends
And acts so blind, that it pretends
Yet, no matter what I say
A heart should never
Act this way
It's stubborn to my dying breath
I still don't know the answers yet
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins

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What If
What if sunshine
Perchance, made a sound…
What kind of sound
Wouldst one think It to be?
Would it shriek e’er so loudly…
And pummel the ground…
Or settle like snowflakes
Drifting down… tranquilly
Pray tell, what sound…
Would clouds and haze make
Would they screech and grind
Mayhaps rasp and scrape?
What if…fog made a thoughtful thrum
And mist an insistent hiss…
And rainbows the sound of a blowing nose
What, the sound… of scent of rose… consist?
What if… a look of awe… made noise
And an angry stare could thunder?
What would be the sound of toys
And what the sound of plunder?
What if…one could hear a moonbeam
Or perceive the sound of a shooting star
And what if only fools and idiots could hear them
Would they know how lucky (or cursed) They are?
What if… only a select favored few
Could opt to hear
this other-worldly hymn
And the choice was offered up to you
What if…the sounds ne’er heard
Could be sounds rung loud and true
Ne’er heard in fact or word…except
By fools and idiots…and you!
poem by David Whalen

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Less.
Less the money you
owe me for the coffee
I bought Jezebel said
and the man nodded
and began to undress
and she said Wait there’s
the question of the fare
here I think it’s less the
fare too and he nodded
again and removed his
shirt and she raised a
finger saying Hold on a
minute there’s the matter
of the cost of the hotel room
and less the price of that and
he paused undressing with one
leg out of his pants and nodded
slowly taking it all onboard and
took money from his wallet and
said You’re a demanding broad.
poem by Terry Collett

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Be Aware My Love
Do these words of mine that live in ink
Reach the echoes of your silent heart?
It, at last, our quiet lips should meet
The mingling of our breath would then speak
The truth, and the truth be made aware
That I love you more than you can hear...
This is for you, stranger, who would be
My wife, my companion, my love
For all of time, both mine and yours
Are one and the same forevermore
Believe me! I need you by my side,
You are my strength, my hope and my guide...
I love you with all my heart!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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Golden Crown
Forty words:
Umbrella weather damp and cold
Mr. Sun has gone on hold.
Drip-drip-drip from every tree,
Roaring thunder constantly.
July is usually fair of face
Umbrella weather has no place.
Floral perfume drifts around
~~Mr. Sun wears the crown~~
poem by Joyce Hemsley

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A Life's Stage
Leave me to my senses
And the darkness of a room,
For I have no reflection
And my eyes refuse to see
The light even if a day or love,
Or memory-so extinguished,
Is the lamp that once
Brightened my life with purpose...
Myself-so outward changed,
That I seem not to maintain
A singular character
Apart from others,
Who, separately, take their cue
From placement and environment,
Each by turn-but tell me-
Did you expect another me?
Another page, another grave
For yesterday's treasure-
The sustaining pursuit
Or a self-made uncertainty,
Of a need for growth or freedom-
What does it mean- but me
Or you- alive with possibility
Owning nothing to the past but this?
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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Leave It To My Senses
Leave it to my senses
And the darkness of a room,
For I have no reflection
And my eyes refuse to see
The light if day or love
Or memory-so extinguished
Is the lamp that once
Brightened my life with purpose! ...
Myself, so outward changed
That I seem not to maintain
A singular character apart
From all others
Who, separately, take their cue
From placement and environment,
Each by turn but tell me-
Did you expect another me? ...
Another page, another grave
For yesterday's treasured-
The sustaining pursuit
Or a self-made uncertainty
Of a need for growth and be free.
What does it mean-but me
Or you-alive with possibility,
Owning nothing to the past but this?
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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My Rainbow Baby
MY RAINBOW BABY
MY RAINBOW BABY
I will know when you forgive, it will be plain to see,
it will show in your smile and the way you talk to me,
baby please don't be so hard, you know you are the one,
that you are are my moon and stars and my shining sun,
yes, you are my rainbow after a pouring rain,
the kind that goes from ground to ground, when the sun comes out again,
and when I catch that rainbow, to keep, to have, to hold,
I know that I will find you there, you are my pot of gold,
so baby take away those dark clouds, that float across your mind,
and think about the sunshine, that we both are sure to find.,
when your sun comes out again, and drives those clouds away,
I promise you forevermore, to give you sunshine everyday,
when the rain clouds come again, just to give the ground a drink,
there wont be any pain, we'll be happy, don't you think,
so look outside your window, and tell me what you see,
is it a bright rainbow? , there for both you and me?
written by Harry Bryant
10/14/2000 2: 37: 52 PM �
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poem by Harry Bryant

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Space Between Us
An eternity passed by me,
Unwilling, I watched it go
In the fog of reticence
Hovering elusively
Over the space between us,
Compounding the misery
Of your absence
And my absence...
You could not hear me
Calling you aloud
With my eagle's eyes
But then I realized
That you following me
With yours...
All the blurry distance
Of the divided highway
Muffling the sound
Of my soft voice...
I wanted us to travel together
And I thought you asked me
To be your man
But you did not speak
And I did not speak either!
Nothing was mentioned,
So, nothing was clear,
I turned away again
And to the familiar place
Where I deeply cried!
This painful agony
Became the irony of life!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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The Big Surprise
Defying Time and Space,
I traveled all the way
To the end of the colorful
And peaceful Rainbow.
While in transit
Through my long journey,
Hoping to find
That dreamed and
Hidden treasure
Awaiting
To be discovered,
A thousand thoughts
Came across my mind
And in one of them,
Your name was embedded!
Big was my surprise
When reaching my destination,
It was not a treasure chest
Filled with shining gold
I found
But a lovely and smiling Angel
Happily waiting for me!
For my great surprise,
That angel resembles you!
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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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