Sorry No Space
Me and you is something
Something that creates many feelings and hopes
But I do not know will keep it where? ?
Because the spaces of old owners that available still full of
Sorry...
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War...
war creates fighting that kills everyone...
war creates hate where love should be...
war creates tears that will never dry away...
war creates pain that wont go away...
war creates sadness that wont feel better...
war creates destruction that will take too long to fix...
war blinds us of what’s right or wrong...
war steals us of the right to be happy...
war creates gaps that keep us apart...
war creates a fire you cant put out...
war drops bombs on our hopes and dreams...
war creates children without a father, no one to tuck them in at night...
war makes it hard for a parent to say “everything will be alright” when then don’t even have anyone that they can say “good night”.
war scars a child's mind with things they cant erase...
war makes a good nights sleep a living hell...
war creates nightmares that are never-ending dreams and then, just screams
war creates guilt that eats you alive inside...
war makes you see things that make you scream inside...
war creates scars when all you've seen is blood and more...
war only leaves death when every body drops to the floor...
war creates silence after it ends, so how long till it starts again?
and when all the willing that will fight, die and say their last good night
the war will end, the living will mourn, all for peace but what was it all for? For all those people who died, just so now everyone alive, can do nothing to cope but cry...
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The marketplace can handle this. The laws are there. The courts have shown a consistent ability to find a balance between copyright owners and copyright users.
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Teach me
Spaces and spaces
All around
All so quiet, so much silent
And a little solitary heart,
A great container
Full of emptiness
Thats just what I've got!
Life, I think, is turning
Its tracks
Carrying me to
My dreams, my success
Letting all dear hands
To slip from mine.
And I'm left perplexed
Moving on and on
Wondering,
What the next turn will bring.
But I'm no more weak
No tears left
I've learnt to
Procrastinate, to lie,
To fool the world.
No feelings left, no desires grow
Still one thing left to know
Teach me someone!
How to lie to myself?
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Hopefully
when I realized that
I was in a relationship with trust
I know it requires sacrifice and patience
but let me really enjoy
grateful
even though it was complicated and difficult
I will survive
because I have dreams and hopes
hopefully
Copyright © 2012
Love Creates
Love creates mysterious things,
Love creates beautiful expressions,
Love creates everything we need,
Love creates without a thought :)
Love creates no thinking mind,
Love expresses from hearts,
Love comes through effortlessly,
Love becomes the place we share :)
Love is our greatest gift,
Love shares our hearts as one,
Love is creation and our intentions,
Love knows our beauty without pretending :)
Love creates ABUNDANCE always,
LOVE CREATES OUR INTENTIONS,
Love creates our endless wants regardless,
Love is our self expression SHARED :)
poem by Paul Jensen Jr
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Cars... Waiting in the sun(9/11/01)
Patiently waiting their owners,
the cars sit alone
Blue Mercedes, black ford,
red Dodge, grey Toyota
But for tonight these waiting cars,
will not be going home
No one gives it a thought,
nor cares an iota
Only two days later
does one give it a thought
That these cars waiting their owners,
and coated with dust
Would never be driven again
by their owners
Though waiting, patiently…
oblivious in trust
Waiting in bright sunlight,
where once there was shade
From the two majestic towers
that seemed to forever persist
Waiting in the lonely parking lot
for owners delayed
By the fact that their owners…
and the towers… no longer exist.
poem by David Whalen
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Sceptics Tongue
Fill the empty void with misery
And strangle frantic hopes.
An incarnation of bitter joy
Our last meeting so drear and cold.
The conflagration of your letters of love
Lie cold in the hearth now but ashes,
An immolation of my hopes,
Become rock dashed dreams
Upon the alter of sacrifice.
Can I survive or bear
A winter dark, long and drear.
Are stretched polar nights now my lot?
No my sceptics tongue longs to deny
Or fails acceptance of your loss.
Copyright P H Brookes 2012
poem by Paul Brookes
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Owners on a Lead
The dogs were out walking,
their owners on the lead.
The dogs take them,
wherever they want to go.
The owners have to stop
when they want to sniff around the trees
or do their toiletries.
So who is taking whom for a walk,
and who is on the lead?
I suspect that it is the owners
who are on the lead.
(7 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Brief Encounter
Proud tomcats prowl when twilight falls
and fill the air with caterwauls.
They loudly boast of their prowess.
In their vain efforts to impress.
The pampered queens protected by
Owners determined to deny.
Fulfilment of the Tom cats dreams.
Successfully or so it seems.
But now and then a pampered queen.
Manages to escape unseen.
They can't resist the urge to mate.
Their owners find out far too late.
Their pampered pet undoubtedly
Is showing signs of pregnancy.
Thursday,09 February 2012
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Misguided Acts
Doesn't it amaze,
How the negativity expressed by others...
Has a way to motivate.
And the intention isn't to do this,
To inspire one to achieve.
One who campaigns to spread negativity,
Is desiring to establish...
A group of followers to believe.
And when the opposite occurs,
Personalities are attacked.
With the hopes that the doing of it...
Eventually creates one's defeat.
With a gladness expressed,
And shown of that.
But...
When the creating of that creates a feast,
From which one is observed eating...
As if to thrive on opposition fed.
Well,
A loathing with a self pity begins.
With a blaming of others the deceiver accuses,
Of being mistreated...
By those of cold shoulders shown towards them,
Without remorse.
And they are the ones left misunderstanding,
Those responsible for initiating misguided acts...
Attract to themselves,
Of course...
Outlooks abundant with unhappiness that attacks.
And only they are the ones,
Who can take full credit for that.
Although they will state their own interpretation of facts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How much greater would their contributions to the U.S. economy be if U.S. copyright owners could access foreign markets otherwise dominated by pirate product?
quote by Howard Berman
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We have said the first step was to designate the land, inform the owners. And the second would be to get the responses from the owners. And this will be openly done.
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Cameron
Cameron the cat would never miss a trick –
Often in the garden on patrol.
Otherwise sleeping, though frequently meeting
His one and only love – that earthen bowl!
Cameron the cat took everything for granted -
Sure, the street lay under his control.
Contentedly snoozing – perhaps he 'd been boozing –
And toasting all that counts: his dearest bowl!
Cameron the cat would seek to take advantage –
His gullible owners often on parole.
Purring pathetically, and almost poetically,
He'd meow them into stacking up his bowl!
Cameron the cat was nonetheless a gem –
His owners saw him as their heart and soul,
But having to accept that he was so adept
At persuading them to fill his flipping bowl!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Mother creates the Universe
Mother creates the Universe
Mother creates Prakriti
Mother creates Purusha
Mother creates the world
Mother means creative power
Mother is Shakti
Sakti is Brahmaswarupini.
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When I Heard
Of earth where I stand I hear
meaningless euphemism of tiny mouths full of greedy
I heard from my right side and left and back of my neck
And I do not need to rotate the neck to look for where the hell euphemism without meaning begins
Let them satisfy themselves with a full bustle reproach
I would have remained standing on the earth where I stand, though I heard a tiny mouths were full of greedy indulgence in all their charms
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For I, hearing my Lord's estate amongst many more estates was to be sold, and that the wives of the owners should have an allowance therefrom, it gave me hopes I should receive a benefit thereby.
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That I Wants
what I'm looking for real I will not even be able to get
if my heart is restless
searching for the truth is not so I need
if looking for something just to guarantee the enjoyment of the world
and appear to be critical in the presence of a few people
although tired I had to keep fighting my low self-defeating
if only I still want to find exactly what I look for
the already stretched in sight
although full of thistles and thorns
but that is what pays for the pleasure that I wants
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Owners of Pockets Full and Deep
It is incomprehensible to perceive,
Those born and taught to be thieves...
Would have giving hearts for anyone to believe,
They would rush to the aid of others seeking...
Opportunities.
Or share a piece of a stolen pie.
Those who have created for themselves abundance,
Did not do so...
Crawling and clawing their way through tons,
Of grit and grim or mud of any kind.
Those stories may be told...
To deceive enchanted by good fiction.
However,
Those who are the owners of pockets full and deep...
Usually are not graduates of a nine to five.
And rarely have they received,
An abundance that they hoard...
Based on philosophies of sharing with their fellowman.
Folks like these are out to get as much as they can,
While keeping it out of the hands of others.
And that is the nature of a mind,
Nurtured on materialistic feeding.
What one like this gets...
Is meant to tease others in need.
Owners of pockets full and deep,
Pay to ensure...
Those unconscious,
Are kept to stay unaware in a sleep.
With the dangling of carrots...
Far out of their reach!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Will Keep In Touch
I will always keep in touch
though time flows fast between...
there are many spaces rough
between where you and I have been...
yet we share a common journey
told in heartbreak we have seen...
to inspire others we are never early
thus we share same vision seen...
we will take a walk; in wisdom bound together
that we our souls; may always be in touch...
we will share life’s lessons; this hard journey together
in hopes dreams; we will always be in touch...
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Dedicated to Kudakwashe Roak Mutama.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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