No Immediate Tomorrow
Metamorphosis comes first,
said the path
missing the trail of truth.
Spirituality remained unconnected.
Cunning lies kept on
popping up like bush fires.
Non answering provoked
a wordless war between tall trees.
Non sleeping fears
held the linear perceptions.
Tirelessly the thoughts mapped
the doubts and plunged into grief.
A name was engraved on nevertime tomb.
Show me your tattooed skin,
a proof of a dream.
Don’t push it down, it is always there.
Your basic fear.
You want again to cook a slice of past.
A tragic penetration into darkness.
There is no immediate tomorrow.
You are seeking a burning star,
smacked of revenge.
poem by Satish Verma
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What Is Truth? Diogenes' Quest
What is truth?
Please verify your proof
Warped perceptions, systemic deception
Truth becomes mere conception
Truth today, rejected tomorrow
Confuses unfortunates caught in sorrow
A word, a pledge, verses of the Bible
Those who slander, practitioners of libel
Trust I'm seeking, truth I need to know
Lies I avoid allowing trust to grow
What truth does justice provide?
Knowing injustice sits by its side
The truth that all mortals expire
Myths of Heaven or burning fire
To place trust in what you think is truth
And find it was instilled in early youth
Awakens mentality to reality of lies
Shaping your mind and thoughts besides
To search the land with lantern in hand
For one honest, truthful man
Diogenes' quest - disappointment, reprimand
To thy own self remain honestly true
To the world, allow truth to define you
poem by Joshua C. Whiting
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Verona
It gets inside you like the sun,
It makes you wet just like the rain.
It makes you sound so sentimental,
Its a lovely kind of pain.
I used to dream,
I used to dream about verona.
I used to dream, to dream,
I used to dream about verona.
And if there ever was an earthquake,
Id go down in the earth with you.
And if there ever was an avalanche,
Id landslide down with you.
I used to dream,
I used to dream about verona.
I used to dream,
I used to lean over the side of the boat
And get hypnotized by the water and dream.
Its up in the trees its up to me.
Its out of the blue, out to you.
I used to dream,
I used to dream about verona.
Yeah romeo you are priceless, lifeles,
Skipping star to scar to star.
I used to dream youd be
Slipping, slipping from me.
Burning, breating, breathing,
Sleeping, in me.
I used to lean over the side of the boat
And get hypnotized by the water and dream.
Slipping, slipping, slipping,
Slipping from me.
Burning, burning, breathing,
Sleeping in me.
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Tomorrow Is My Turn
Though some may reach for the stars
Others will end behind bars
What the future has in store no one ever knows before
Yet we would all like the right to find the key to success
That elusive ray of light that will lead to happiness
Tomorrow is my turn
No more doubts no more fears
Tomorrow is my turn
When my luck is returning
All these years I?e been learning to save fingers from burning
Tomorrow is my turn
No more doubts no more fears
Tomorrow is my turn to receive without giving
Make life worth living
Now it? my life I? living
My only concern for tomorrow is my turn
Now the summer is gone, there? another to come
You can? stop years from drifting by even if you want to try
Though time may help you forget all that has happened before
But honey it? too late to regret what is gone will be no more
Tomorrow is my turn
When my luck is returning
All these years I?e been learning to save fingers from burning
Tomorrow is my turn
No more doubts no more fears
Tomorrow is my turn to receive without giving
Make life worth living
Now it? my life I? living
My only concern for tomorrow is my turn
song performed by by Nina Simone
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A Past, A Present and It Seems Dreams
Moments are so tragic;
each to pass from Now
to the indelible Used To Be so quickly;
to pass Out Of Existence.
Even Joy is moment-to-momentary
must be renewed each Now
to avoid its demise into the Used To Be.
Sad goes from my face Now
and is forever preserved and entombed
in the great Has Happened Already-
an Iron, unrelenting destiny.
There is no Un-Sad
which can undo grief
once occurred it sinks
into the
Last Moment's abyss;
it goes instantly into
the Walled-off
never to be retrieved.
How sad.
The Past
happens so soon
and is never reconvened.
Future Yet is so malleable
and promising-
tragic past is forever engraved-
in Soul-Stone.
Now is all we have
and the in-between;
like air
cannot be captured
before it is gone;
happily
or sadly.
leaving us only
with
Future Dreams
which by definition
are not yet real
but which are also
Sustaining
as we moment
through.
So our predicament:
the inaccessible Past
the Fleeting now extinct Now
and the Non-Existent Future;
so exactly where are we
in thinking about this-
well, said the Physicist
we are popping in and out of existence
therefore suffer from Physical Uncertainty
and therefore poof, even this sentence is gone
even before it reaches the period.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Look For The Truth
All my dark dreams
Drift like smoke in the breeze
The fear grips me as I fall towards my sleep
Here comes the nightmare that never ends
Here is the dream that makes monsters of men
In the house of my soul
In rooms of ugliness and cold
Memories locked away
All the doubts and fears I never faced
Now they come again
I am falling down to meet with them
Fear within us all
Mine awake and they stand up tall
Look for the truth
Deepest cut of all from you
Knife of the truth
Blade of hatred slicing through
I pray my sleep will break
Maybe this time I wont wake
Weakness I hide so well
This dagger in my mind will tell
Its my final stand
I make a fist out of each hand
To the shadows of the past
Take a breath and I scream attack
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Sacred Journey
In the renaissance
of Western spirituality.
The linear logic of
frame by frame reality.
Is no longer a suitable roadmap
for a blue print of practicality.
The shining clarity of
thought unfettered by the dream.
Unfolding the universe as never before.
Ever revealing the unforseen.
Breaking the chaos
of matter based existence.
From this heightened state of thought
there can be no resistance.
We emerge in all our splendor
the doubts and fears must all surrender.
Thus revealed in all its glory
mans true birthright.
The magnificant story.
Peace and Love for every nation.
Found in God's Blessed creation.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Undressing
beyond the undressing
of the fabric
lies the naked necessity
for living
beyond the skin the flesh
lies some more
of what cannot quench
thirst
beyond all these is
an orifice
a wound a penetration
of the human skin
vessels of our undefined
sorrows
the cartilage of our despair
not finding yet
its true name
beyond all these quivers
something that i confess
i still do not
really know. I like it here for
the meantime
licking ignorance
savoring my temporary
presence
on something so obvious
like your lips
the tickle beside the ears
i am here so i must be here
this is fulfillment
at a certain stage that i must
not regret
i cut and slice
at the half of what i can hold
i sigh at night
having taken what i could
i stare at the stars
still asking.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Deeply Blue Indigo Hued
DEEPLY BLUE
Your grief, as anger on your skin, tattooed
with hornet stings, I’ve scraped red raw again.
I see you deeply blue, indigo hued.
From deep articulate wells, you yell blood
curdling echoes of your past. You display
your grief as anger on your skin. Tattooed
drum beats protest, berate, constant and loud.
My love can’t penetrate the noise you make,
I see. You, deeply blue, indigo hued
by fossilised recollections of abuse
I don’t recognise, are stultified as pain.
Your grief as anger on your skin tattooed.
Slinging stones remorselessly, you’re good
at hurting, wounding, searing with your aim.
I see you deeply blue, indigo hued.
You choose to proffer me your open wound.
Prefer, to my voice, your scarlet futile stain.
Your grief as anger on your skin tattooed
I see you deeply blue indigo hued.
INDIGO HUED
I shall not speak again, shall not pursue
you, beg you not to misconstrue, assure
I loved you in the only way I knew.
The time is done, I did not protect you
in ways you needed, wanted me to do.
I shall not speak again, shall not pursue
emotions you have refused me. Although
my memories of joy have slipped from view.
I loved you in the only way I knew.
Your vehement, violent screamings of abuse
echo in my head, bounce around the room
I shall not speak again, shall not pursue
the past, as if we could begin anew,
undo mistakes, bridge chasms, plaster wounds.
I loved you in the only way I knew.
I broke convention’s chains by loving you;
boldly caught a kite’s tail in a tornado.
I shall not speak again, shall not persuade you
I loved you in the only way I knew.
poem by Janet Budd
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The Modesto SWAT Team Waits in Violent Weather
Violence is essentially wordless, and it can begin only where thought and rational communication have broken down. Thomas Merton
unquiet night
sky rushing
past peace
past even
the thrill
of anger
howling clouds
slowly twist
to darker thoughts
and drop
mute ice
on lavender fields
on lilies, white and life-
less.
In Whispering Woods
his mind snaps.
He fires off rounds
of death,
and, wordless, waits
for the ice.
poem by Steven Federle
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My...
Heart of…
Heart of my heart,
Heart of my dream,
Heart of my hope.
The path…
The path of good-byes,
The path of heart ache,
The path of what was never meant to be,
The path of me.
The truth…
The truth of no truth,
The truth of what it was,
The truth of the past,
The truth of fear.
My good-bye…
My heart…
My path…
My truth…
My...
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Fear Of The World
Theres so much panic in this world
But we are living in the best
Of all possible worlds
Fear of the world
No fear, no fear of the world
Deep inside of me
Well I got this wanderlust
Remember how we talked last night?
Well its just as we discussed
Ashes turn to ashes
Cash turns to dust
Theres no-one in this world right now
You think you can trust
No real bruises I can show
Travelling the world on the radio
No real scars I can display
Burning up tomorrow into yesterday
Fear of the world
No fear, no fear of the world
Deep inside of me
In the seat of my pants
Theres a pain as big and hard
As a civil disturbance
Conquer all your fears
Seize every chance
In the end make fear your friend
And change your circumstance
No real bruises I can show
Travelling the world on the radio
No real scars I can display
Burning up tomorrow into yesterday
Fear of the world
No fear, no fear of the world
Fear of the world
No fear, no fear of the world
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Follow me into the future
Come with me as i walk
I'll show you a path never taken
Come with me and we will talk
Walk with me through the trees that quake
I can show you the way to purity to joy
Come and I shall show you the path
Come with me i am sure you'll enjoy,
Our time together the river shall cool your skin as you take a bath
Follow my childeren as they run around you without any fear
The squirrels and bears, and young deer will lead your soul
come with me and you shall not have to fear
The small creek shall always fill your bowl
Come with me and my family, bring your family too
For it is always joyful with more, with friends
Or come with only you
Some enjoy solitude and the joy till the end
Come with me and learn through my eyes
Come with me and walk through nature
Come with me were the bluest thing in the world is the sky
Come with me and walk into the future
Come with me and see the truth
Come seek your solitude your future
Come with me and i shall show you the way to etenal youth
For I am mother nature
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Yesterday I Went Too Soon
Sitting in today watching traffic
buzzing by and faces nosing in
A victim of regret it glitters and
it fades away like silver turning grey
Washed it all away waiting for this
dream to end before it sucks me in
I'm climbing high up above the streets and rows
of neon lights I'm holding
out my hand but I'm alone
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
but I'm missing yesterday
Crashing on the ground the silence
seems to suffocate and bury me again
Waiting for a taste of happiness
to lift me free and carry me away
I'm climbing high up above the streets and rows
of neon lights I know it's
just a dream but I'm alive
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through but I'm missing
yesterday I'm still missing yesterday
Lost another week feeling like
a leper in a world of vanity
It's killing me today addiction pulls
you down you know and she's the drug I need
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
but I'm missing yesterday
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
but I'm missing yesterday
song performed by by Feeder
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Running Wolf
In my dream
I dream I am you
running wolf
As you run through
the valleys of truth
I see the dew
I see the trees
as though I am you
I see through your eyes
I feel your fears
I feel your heart beating
I see indians dancing
round fires of peace
I see the fears
of what the white man brings
I see peace and harmony
and a place for me
Running wolf
one of truth
why is there a place for me
Because my light and soul
I am the reincarnation of you
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Burnin Bush
Jerry peters
What does it take to show an illustration
Of the hurt and the pain of a nation.
One glowing look upon a ragged canvas
Tells the story of our past and present situation
That old bush just keeps on burning
Nobody seems to show theyre learning
That old bush just keeps on burning.
I wonder will we ever feel the flame.
Our way of life on total exhibition
Shows the way in which we live of an
Imperfect nation.
This tree of life so far from perfeciton
Share a little love to improve our situation.
That old bush just keeps on burning
Share the hope for future learning
I wonder will we ever feel the flame
Flow of light could really stand a listen
Bring the dark to the light, show us
What weve been missing.
Not many men are satisfied
Without no light, there aint no pride
Theres gonna come a time,
Things that are on your mind.
Trust and you will find
Everything in your mind
True love is here to find
Simple as number 9
Multiply you will find
Peace and love all the time.
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Trees of Darkness
The trees of darkness are tall, wise and livid with rage,
A cheese slice is covering our eyes then the tree-cage.
Black trees are not yellow, red and orange
But the slice of fun moved like a lunge.
I plunge into leaves of Autumn, faults of time,
Carrying my food with my mouth and crime.
Trees grow forward in time, and we shall be divine
In different places, diverse views are taken to align.
Dark places will spoil the view and place,
But why do some people define this space?
poem by Naveed Akram
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As We Tread Together
As she treads the path alone,
As she treads till the walk ends,
I too will stop not, it is my word.
Birds flying to Siberia stop not,
Then why should she and I?
As the boulders large slice her toes,
As the thorns sharp hurt her heels,
She fears not, and I am with her.
Fishermen venturing into deep seas fear not
Then why should we alone?
Every path has to end somewhere,
Every walk has to finish at one point,
We do not stop and fear nothing ever.
In the pains of these fleeting moments,
We must learn to have a dream,
She has dreams and I follow her suit.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Truth Is
Truth is the Magpie’s morning call
Answering the Tui from the bush
The sound of wind in yellowed grass
Shaking leaves from autumn’s trees
Truth is a dropp of wine
Running down an empty glass
Rich red and scented as
That love I once held dear
Truth in a lover’s gentle touch
That calls response from body/mind.
Truth is a pillowed breast
Unconditional share of being
Hidden places of the dark
Glowing softly within.
Truth is a young child’s smile
Lifting arms in simple trust
In the world as they see their place
Warmth, food and love
Truths are all these, and more
Truth is what you think perceive and feel
Truth is what you make of it
Truth is.
poem by Thomas Golding
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4.05 Fear
Fear creates aggressiveness unheedingly,
Fear the most destructive element be,
Fear not natural state of civilized man be,
Yet Fear an emotion crucial for survival be. [1]
Fear on the foundation of worry be,
Fear reinforced by choosing safety,
Fear in the whelm of inadequacy be,
Fear produces one's own ferocity. [2]
Fear's birth in corridors of darkness be,
Silence terrifies people the most clearly,
Fear in the unknown and of future be,
Growing in the shadows of lies fully. [3]
Dispelling fear but knowledge be,
Replacing our doubts completely,
Nothing need be feared undoubtedly,
But must be comprehended absolutely. [4]
Greed by compassion overcome be,
It but asks for sharing unflinchingly,
Fear by kindness triumphant over be,
It calls for gratefulness and love only. [5]
Opposite of ignorance knowledge be,
As unconsciousness to awareness be,
The other side of fear freedom be,
Similarly akin to night as the day be. [6]
Fear dispelled by belief understandingly,
Turn the lights on in darkness knowingly,
Eradicate your fear by living deeply,
With the removal of fear you live only. [7]
Keep your fears to yourself completely,
But share inspiration with others openly,
Weep not for past which unchangeable be,
Fear not the future - live in present only. [8]
Judge your age by the pain you feel,
When in contact with a new idea you be,
Without darkness no birth does be,
As without light nothing flowers surely. [9]
poem by Munnan Misra
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Freedom Lies
Freedom, theres more to your life so now[? ]
Old laws, man has made only blind.
Oh, give us freedom, a call to the brave and the strong,
To stand in the face of all wrong and show the way.
Freedom lies, freedom lies, freedom lies.
Freedom to live out the dream in a song,
Give hope to the hearts of the young.
Oh, give us freedom to act out of love and not fear,
So all that is true will be clear.
Hear tomorrow, calling hold me, show me.
Freedom lies, freedom lies, freedom lies.
Freedom lies, freedom lies, freedom lies.
song performed by by Kinks
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