A Greek Tragedy
Reticent were moon, sky and birds.
A pall of gloom spread on the trees.
Stoically I rode on the wings of pain,
to watch the descending values.
A timeless truth separates the charm from lies,
and I long for the generosity of past
which could connect us to future.
A flame burns the eyes.
When we took the wrong road?
Still the fever is rising.
Gods sneak into our affairs.
A firebird flies in the space with long span of shadow,
the helpless victim lies in wait, to be dispatched.
poem by Satish Verma
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Sneaking Gods
Reticent were moon, sky and birds.
A pall of gloom spread on the trees.
Stoically I rode on the wings of pain,
to watch the descending values.
A timeless truth separates the charm from lies,
and I long for the generosity of past
which could connect us to future.
A flame burns the eyes.
When we took the wrong road?
Still the fever is rising.
Gods sneak into our affairs.
A firebird flies in the space with long span of shadow,
the helpless victim lies in wait, to be dispatched.
poem by Satish Verma
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Spacetravel
They're polishing the government
Resembles a last waltz
We are the playthings
We are the form
Soon it may come
Since we can rise
Too long since I've seen you
We move like satellites
My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me
They're burning the tenements
Topless progressive thinking
Political holes
Got six but pray for seven
My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me
I employ spies
To stroll the gravel
They never want to leave
The future lies
The future lies
Scared of the government scared of the government
The future lies
In space travel
There's someone after me
I employ spies
In silver tassels
The never seem that pleased
The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space travel)
The future lies (space travel)
song performed by by Bush from The Science Of Things
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White in the Moon the Long Road Lies
White in the moon the long road lies,
The moon stands blank above;
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
Still hangs the hedge without a gust,
Still, still the shadows stay:
My feet upon the moonlit dust
Pursue the ceaseless way.
The world is round, so travellers tell,
And straight though reach the track,
Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well,
The way will guide one back.
But ere the circle homeward hies
Far, far must it remove:
White in the moon the long road lies
That leads me from my love.
poem by Alfred Edward Housman
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Those Who Spread Falsehoods
What others say of me can't say I much care
Since of my own shortcomings I am all too aware
But when speaking of me of me do not lie
Since you would not like lies to be spread about you neither would I.
Some truths of me may seem bitter but the truth I can take
I won't lose sleep to the truth all night in bed awake
To deliberately spread lies about someone is a terrible thing
Those who spread falsehoods bad karma on themselves do bring.
Sometimes by the truth friendships are lost and won
But the truth is the truth when all is said and done
The truth can convict you or set you free
And the truth is never wrong with that most would agree
Though we may not always like of us what is true
I will accept the truth since the truth is my due
But deliberate lies of us seem hard to forgive
For I too believe in live and let live.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Like A Firebird
Like a whiff of pungent smoke
morality hurts.
The inner song dies
in chorus of sharp tongues.
Anger beats the wall
causes no beginning,
no ending.
A naked shadow burns.
The voice on the edge of truth
jumps in the dust of lies
like a firebird
bathes in immortal grief.
For deliverance from the depravity,
one who calls you a name.
How I longed to invoke
a time outside the space!
poem by Satish Verma
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All that glitters is not gold
We face many truths and many lies
In our daily life,
But we always see the truth with doubt,
And we often believe lies around us,
For truth has no charm,
It's straight forward,
And sometimes utterly monotonous,
While lie has its own charm,
It's very seducing and attractive,
It draws towards it,
And we become its victim intentionally,
But after all
'All that glitters is not gold.'
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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The Span
I stand at the center of my span
And watch the river below
It's water's constant moving
Like time it never slows
And as I stand and reflect
Of what lies on either side
On one shore lies what is past
The other what the future hides
If I step back into the past
Could it ever be the same
Can dreams of yesterday
Somehow be maintained
And if I step onto future's shore
Will I be able to find my way
A path unknown to travel
Leading us ever forward into the unseen day
Chained here like a prisoner
Between the two shores I stand
Trapped between past and future
Will I forever stay here on my span
So now the time has come to leave
To future's shore I go
Time always moves forward
Like the waters endless flow
But where this path will lead me
One day I'm sure to know
poem by William Calvert
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Angels Of Home
A fallen man lies
He lies waiting
for an angel
To spread her wings
and save his life
And fly him to a place
of peace and love
She flies him
to the ones he loves
She flies him home
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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You've Been Wrong
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
friday night it's 10 15
you're working late am i naive
to believe that it's true
finally i've realized
your lies have opened up my eyes
this love affair now it's over over
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
here we go over again
ya got me hangin' on a limb
i recommend that you leave
what do i do
what do u say
when i love you
and you don't feel the same
don't wanna play no more games
i don't wanna play it now
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
baby won't you
stop look listen to my heart
it's crying for you
stop look listen to my heart
it's falling for you
stop look listen to my heart
it's calling for you
stop look listen to my heart
it's finally over you
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
you've been wrong for so long
and i can't take the pain you bring me
no more
song performed by by Toni Braxton
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Differences
A non-inclusive ruling class
Try and cover up the facts
They orchestrate their twisted lies
And buy their alibis
I find it strange the same
There's always someone else to blame
We watch the clock go ticking by
And now we wonder why
Let's get away
Can't take this place
It won't be long before you see me break
Divied and conquered we
Sit and wait so patiently
Never knowing what's in store
Try not to ask for more
So many times we're seen
Their past mistakes resurfacing
They never seem to have the proof
That qualifies for truth
Let's get away
Can't take this place
It won't be long before you see me break
Let's get away
Can't take this place
Can't see the beauty through this human waste
The time has yet to come
For the living proof of everyone
To think about our trouble lives
The truth, the answer why
Pretend we're all the same
There's nothing left to fade away
Except the stupid games we play
And I wanna believe there's nothing wrong with me
I gotta believe there's nothing wrong with me
This wasn't just a dream
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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Diffrences
non-inclusive ruling class
try and cover up the facts
they orchestrate their twisted lies
and buy their alibis
I find it strange the same
there's always someone else to blame
we watch the clock go ticking by
and now we wonder why
let's get away
can't take this place
it won't be long before you see me break
divided and conquered we
sit and wait so patiently
never knowing what's in store
try not to ask for more
so many times we're seen
their past mistakes resurfacing
they never seem to have the proof
that qualifies for truth
let's get away
can't take this place
it won't be long before you see me break
let's get away
can't take this place
can't see the beauty through this human waste
the time has yet to come
for the living proof of everyone
to think about our trouble lives
the truth, the answer why
pretend we're all the same
there's nothing left to fade away
except the stupid games we play
and I wanna believe there's nothing wrong with me
I gotta believe there's nothing wrong with me
this wasn't just a dream
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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The Beauty
Beauty is the bliss
Contained in Five letters
Timeless Infinite;
In feasting the eyes
Harmonious and melodious
To the ears
And in the sweet heart
Which lies behind these Joys;
In the nature
The greenery, the rivers and mountains
The flora and fauna
The full moon
Lies beauty In the union of the hearts
And in the intoxication it creates;
and in their separation
pain and hurt Is present beauty
When we get what we desired
And Also retaining that which we got
Lies beauty In prettiness,
in loving hearts In youthfulness,
in charm In naivety of girls
and their aesthetic sensuality
Are all beauty to beauty
Also the heart which is melt in
and burnt
In deep sorrow and insult
And in their experience
And in their liking;
Lies the trait of beauty
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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Stigmata
Stronger than reason
Stronger than lies
The only truth I know
Is the look in your eyes
The look in your eyes!
Just like a car crash
Just like a knife
My favourite weapon
Is the look in your eyes
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Theres a ton locked in your empty eyes
Get out of my life!
Im chewing on glass
And eating my fingers
Im not the one
Whos run out of lies
Lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of lies!
Youve run out of time!
Cutting my face
And walking on splinters
I lost my soul
To the look in your eyes
Your eyes!
You ran out of lies!
You ran out of lies!
You ran out of lies!
You ran out of time!
Stigmata!
O, you have empty eyes!...
They tell me nothing, nothing but lies
song performed by by Ministry
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The Road to Avignon
A Minstrel stands on a marble stair,
Blown by the bright wind, debonair;
Below lies the sea, a sapphire floor,
Above on the terrace a turret door
Frames a lady, listless and wan,
But fair for the eye to rest upon.
The minstrel plucks at his silver strings,
And looking up to the lady, sings: --
Down the road to Avignon,
The long, long road to Avignon,
Across the bridge to Avignon,
One morning in the spring.
The octagon tower casts a shade
Cool and gray like a cutlass blade;
In sun-baked vines the cicalas spin,
The little green lizards run out and in.
A sail dips over the ocean's rim,
And bubbles rise to the fountain's brim.
The minstrel touches his silver strings,
And gazing up to the lady, sings: --
Down the road to Avignon,
The long, long road to Avignon,
Across the bridge to Avignon,
One morning in the spring.
Slowly she walks to the balustrade,
Idly notes how the blossoms fade
In the sun's caress; then crosses where
The shadow shelters a carven chair.
Within its curve, supine she lies,
And wearily closes her tired eyes.
The minstrel beseeches his silver strings,
And holding the lady spellbound, sings: --
Down the road to Avignon,
The long, long road to Avignon,
Across the bridge to Avignon,
One morning in the spring.
Clouds sail over the distant trees,
Petals are shaken down by the breeze,
They fall on the terrace tiles like snow;
The sighing of waves sounds, far below.
A humming-bird kisses the lips of a rose
Then laden with honey and love he goes.
The minstrel woos with his silver strings,
And climbing up to the lady, sings: --
Down the road to Avignon,
The long, long road to Avignon,
Across the bridge to Avignon,
One morning in the spring.
Step by step, and he comes to her,
Fearful lest she suddenly stir.
Sunshine and silence, and each to each,
The lute and his singing their only speech;
He leans above her, her eyes unclose,
The humming-bird enters another rose.
The minstrel hushes his silver strings.
Hark! The beating of humming-birds' wings!
Down the road to Avignon,
The long, long road to Avignon,
Across the bridge to Avignon,
One morning in the spring.
poem by Amy Lowell
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Someday You Will
By michael mcdonald and bernie chiaravalle
Behind us now lies a long bending road
And at this point we wonder what we need to be
All this way like a single heart
Just so you know nothings really changed for me
For so long I watched you shine your light
I know hope is hard to find right now (but)
Someday you will
Someday you will
In every life the darkest days seem so long
Till the fear fades like the waning tide
The mornin comes when the din in your head subsides
Just enough for the quiet voice inside
To point the way to the place where your strength lies
Though it might take a while to find
Someday you will...
On that day youll spread your wings and fly
Although now you may not know why
Someday you will...
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Relative
Truth is Relative;
True for me is lies for you
In eyes of lies
the truth is bent, but
truth protrudes in tainted folds
of salty tears and painted gold.
Truth for you is a raging sea
of Painted waves; the golden bleeds
Your walls crumble; walls of stone, of
broken souls, tears, labored bones.
Are the lies a shield?
Once again a 'golden' shield
Untill the pain of truth shall yield.
O, savior Truth! O, warrior Truth!
Truth is treaty; a liquid sword
that shatters; breaks; but still remains
the fieds are red, but missing pain.
So ask yourself, 'Are your lies true? '
Did you escape from 'You? '
'Your' eyes see red.
Your eyes see blue.
True for me is lies for you.
No.
Not you; 'You.'
Truth is relative
poem by John Samson
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Truth
The truth about a truth is that
The truth can’t be concealed for long;
And when revealed, the truth appears
A bigger truth than what it was.
Truth is beautiful; splendid;
Truth is eternal; everlasting;
Truth is endearing to righteous hearts;
Truth is consoling, comforting;
Truth is perennial; evergreen;
Truth is God.
Truth is a virtue all yearn for;
Truth is global, heavenly;
Truth is uncompromising;
Truth is always encouraging;
Truth is desirable; exhilarating.
Truth is mankind’s ultimate search;
Truth is a great topic of research;
Truth is delighting; enchanting;
Truth is trust-worthy from
Beginning to the end.
No lies can hide a truth for long;
No lies can make a lie, a truth;
All lies will vanish leaving truth exposed,
As bright as ever any time.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-2010
poem by John Celes
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Truth and Lies
Is the truth beyond our lies,
Say what you want,
Watch what you say,
For our hidden lies, we must pay.
In the darkness of the night,
In the brightness of the day,
Truth and lies have gone astray.
Does your truth contain a lie?
Black as coal, the midnight sky.
Truth will shine,
It is the light,
To tell the truth,
With a soul so bright.
Is truth defined just in the mind?
In the Prince of Darkenss lies defined.
Love of the truth will scorn the Devil,
Our truth must stay at our highest level.
Of these shortcomings,
Are we aware?
That we speak of lies so unaware!
Every lie turns the truth aside,
Our secret truths, we sometimes hide.
poem by Philip Lore
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The Virgin Considered As A Picture
Her unawed face, whose pose so long assumed
Is touched with what reality we feel,
Bends to itself and, to itself resumed,
Restores a tender fiction to the real.
And in her artful posture movement lies
Whose timeless motion flesh must so conceal;
Yet what her pose conceals we might surmise
And might pretend to gather from her eyes
The final motion flesh gives up to art.
But slowly, if we watch her long enough,
The nerves grow subtler, and she moves apart
Into a space too dim with time and blood
For our set eyes to follow true enough,
Or nerves to guess about her, if they would.
poem by Edgar Bowers
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The Truth: : Humour, Inspiration
Tell the truth, are you crazy, the truth is for fools
In my clever world it’s lying which rules
Why opt for something as silly as sincerity
When you can easily choose dishonesty
Then you can tell lies upon lies upon lies
So many out there for you to devise
And believe them yourself, very nearly, why not
You weaved such an interesting, exciting plot
The truth, big deal, the truth is nothing but lies
My truth’s so much better, at least in my eyes
My lies versus the truth, so easy to win
Because I can keep lying ad nauseum
I’ll just spout out a lie, how easy was that
Don’t look for the truth in my kind of chat
You think I’ll be discovered, I’m way too smart
I’ll never say what’s there in my heart
My heart was stunted a long time ago
All this lying stopped any chance it could grow
When you don’t speak from your heart, it’s hard to see
The difference between truth and dishonesty
(Sydney, Australia - 2006)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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