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Shacklws

Spark of libido was doused
in golden dust.
Let the darkness decide
the ascension of ice.

The possession of naked rose,
him, the pure jewel
panicks in the manipulation of hands
crawling on the purple sea

of corals. A battle starts
for a mystic wheel, for opening
the door of heaven. A sooty
entrance in the hall of sins.

The gathering of queens, a flock
of serpents; the failing guts
of the hero, what if the city
that never wakes.

poem by Satish Verma
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Buddhist Lesson # 2

enlightment,
the act of opening,
like a rosebud,

like a mother,
opening the door...
like a child

opening a present,
like a woman
opening to a man....

opening...
all the hidden chambers,
every door to every

secret kingdom of the soul.....
opening the box that holds
your secret thoughts, desires....

opening...
the door of the cage,
letting the winged breath fly....

opening....
your heart to itself,
and to all hearts beating....

opening....
the vault of conceptions,
the entrance to the tomb

of past lives and memories....
opening...
your hands to the world

as if it were your neighbor,
and you, it's home!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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These 3 Sins

These 3 sins have finally found me:
Lust, Ambition and Greed
Creepin' in the back door, they came without warning,
they burned whatever they could steal
they burned whatever they could steal
So please could you go back where you came from again?
We don't want to harm ya,
We don't want to harm ya,
We are not your armor,
We're your friends.
These 3 sins have fell from their horses,
and taken me and you for a ride.
Deliver us from evil, let the devil disown me.
The serpents and the snakes will decide.
The serpents and the snakes will decide.
So please could you go back where you came from again?
We don't want to harm ya,
We don't want to harm ya,
We are not your armor,
We're your friends.

song performed by by Gomez
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Going To Africa

The gathering of the spirits!
The gathering of the minds,
The gathering of the people,
The gathering of the race;
But, i am free once again.

Best of love,
Best of the best!
White oak and water,
Black oak and sugar,
Going to Africa! !

Of the Balck Ark,
Of the White Ark,
Natural mystic,
Revelation! !
Of light and darkness,
In the city.

Keep on learning,
Keep on teaching,
Keep on writing,
Keep on preaching!
And, let the system teach us all.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Into the Darkness (part 1 of 5) 'Intro

The day gives way to darkness
The darkness becomes eternal
Within the darkness is shadows
Shadows of the fallen
The fallen want retribution
Retribution for their deaths
Deaths of the hand of the lord
The lord of the demons
The demons have caused a catalyst
The catalyst opened the door
The door brought forth the wrath
The wrath of the fallen
The fallen I could not save
But redemption has its price
The price is my soul
The soul of a fallen hero
The failing of the hero brought forth the darkness
For now the world has no more heroes
We live in the darkness
Trying to stay away from the shadows
We are in an eternal darkness
Till a hero rises again to bring forth the day

'29, August,2009'

poem by Rikki Giovani
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The Quintet of Revelations

Part 1: The Mystic Man

In the beginning
The world was a dark colorless wasteland
Lightning littered the sky in dark clouds
A mystical being creates life surrounded by shroud

The Mystic Man makes light
The Mystic Man makes night
The Mystic Man makes wrong
The Mystic Man makes right
The world is now surrounded by light and night

Lightning strikes fertile soil creating plants
Green is the first color created by the Mystic Man
Drawing a bone from his ribs he makes man
The world is growing surrounded by light and night

The Mystic Man commands the man
Showing him how to use the land
Which was made by the Mystic Man
The Mystic Man lets the man understand
How to use his holy land

Finally the man understands
And is granted a woman by the Mystic Man
A woman to help him take care of the land
The land that was shaped by the Mystic Man

Together the woman and the man
Take care of the Mystic Man’s holy land
In peace and prosperity they use the land
To make a great family
The beginning of man

For two hundred years
They farmed that land
The land formed by the Mystic Man
They found the first civilization of man

Part 2: The Man of Darkness

Ten thousand years
After the first woman and man
And the making of the land by the Mystic Man
A Man of Darkness rises from the depths
To spread terror and fear to mortal man

This Man of Darkness has no mercy
This Man of Darkness has no love
This Man of Darkness has no heart
This Man of Darkness did not come from above

Coming forth in devilish black armor
That was covered in spikes he is a marderer
With elongated blade that has two sides
All together he was black, as black as night

To many he is a demon
A burning devil from the flames of Hell
He’ll fight until you break the spell
Break the spell of Hell itself

With red burning eyes
And acid breath
His pointed yellow teeth will ensure death
And when you die he’ll show no regret

A spawn of Satan is what he appears to be
He’ll kill everyone, even in his own country
Made of pure evil
This Man of Darkness is a great mystery

Bearing his sword of certain death
With burning red eyes
Looking over his lands
He watches people pass
Waiting to spread his wrath
Soon that time will come to pass

Part 3: The Battle

A sickly death passes o’er the mountainside
The moon rises darkly o’er the valley of shadow
A chilling scream fills the gaunt air
See the shadowed evil rising where
The chilling scream filled the gaunt air

Dark hellish beasts stand by this evil man
Following his lead and killing all with claw and hand
Together they spread his malice and evil across the land
Making sure no living man will stand

Ruthlessly killing, slaying, murdering
Destroying, marring, and scarring
Bringing all of his foes to their untimely death
This Man of Darkness does not know the meaning of rest

Screams of death shower the valley like rain
Bodies litter the ground and stain
The once holy land has been brought to shame

The shadowed man of evil laughs
He laughs a laugh— an evil laugh
A laugh of dementia
A laugh of hate
A laugh that makes the demons rise again

Overcome the good men fight
This evil shadowed man that hides no might
Swinging his sword of death he kills
All who stand before him, they shrill
They fill the gaunt airs with their shrills
As they are killed

Blood and guts spray the plains
All good life folds to the evil that slays
The evil shadowed man has finally won
He treads across the land looking for more blood

Part 4: The Hero of Man

As the battle took place
And the Man of Darkness killed
The Hero of Man stood on a hill
Looking o’er the battle
He readies his sword

Spewing over the hills
His holy might pours over the land
Cleansing the battle grounds of the evil ones that surround
The good men that are fighting now

The evil ones can’t stand
Against the hero’s cleansing of the land
Yet the Man of Darkness stands
Against the hero’s cleansing of the land

As forces of the Hero of Man
And the Man of Darkness stand and—
Fight for the land of the Hero of Man
Tainted by human and inhuman hand
The Hero of Man rallies his men
To fight the evil ones once again

Brandishing his golden sword that shines like the blazing sun
Garbed in his blood red armor
And wearing his spiked dragon helm
He charges valiantly through the ranks
Of the dark beasts from Hell

With the hero’s great might
The forces of good overcome the forces of night
They are filled with renewed hope and delight

The forces of evil fall
Against the forces of good and all
The Hero of Man who is so tall
Now the battle is done, won for all
Yet the Man of Darkness still stands
To fight the Hero of Man
To the very bitter end

Part 5: The Final Battle

Staring deep into his opponents eyes
The Man of Darkness stares with burning red eyes
He readies his blade
And gets into his stance
To end this battle once and for all
And slay the Hero of Man

Fearlessly he stands, the Hero of Man
Standing tall and proud looking at this evil man
Holding his golden glowing sword
He readies to strike down this man
Ready to kill the man who tainted
The Mystic Man’s holy land

The Man of Darkness strikes
Moving quickly like a breeze
His cold malice would offset any man
But not the Hero you see

The Hero repels with a might strike
The Man of Darkness evades into the night
Abandoning this world
And going into the next
The Man of Darkness fades away
His journey is at an end

The good men cheer for the Hero of Man
As his holy might reshapes the land
And cleanses the tainted land
Back to the way it was
When it was made by the Mystic Man

poem by Alex Fischer
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Loud Is The Cry Of War

Loud is the cry of war
Many people shall it smite

Opening up death's dark door
Our people shaken to the core
As we feel our enemies bite
Loud is the cry of war

Many soldiers now implore
If this battle was worth the fight
Opening up death's dark door

Many hearts lie broken and torn
An Endless number of sleepless nights
Loud is the cry of war

Crowded will be heaven's shore
As the dead now take their heavenly flight
Opening up death's dark door

Although we won, we lost much more
As empty cries echo through the night
Opening up death's dark door
Loud is the cry of was

poem by Cat Winder
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Romea and Jewel

on this darkest night I find my lightest light
An uncertainty to purity, but faithful always
Forever in the shadows we must remain
My treasure, my jewel and I
Once angels, now devils advocates at play
Paris do not weep at my victory
Weep knowing that your jewel is lost in my hands
Willingly
Star crossed paths; by heavens faith we were bound
A rose aged is still a rose beautiful none the less
A rose dead is a beauty gone too soon
Oh jewel, oh suns twin, my rose, my reason for being
No matter if you here or there I shall follow
Worlds poison take me to my jewel
Take me to my last breathe

poem by Olivia Helmes
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The New Life

Ive burned my bridges
And Im free at last
All my chains are
In the past
The new life starts here
(I was trying to get happy
I thought it was hard
Until I found that
In my own back yard
The new life starts here)
The day is wide open
The sky is blue
The world is a miracle
And so are you
The new life starts here
My papers arrived
Stamped and complete
All previous dispatches
Are obsolete
The new life starts here
I can see my way so clear
Rejoice for...
The new life starts here
Theres a war in the gulf
But it aint in my head
I just declared a state of
Peace instead
The new life starts here
(tempters and tricksters
Banging at my door
Im not fighting with them
Anymore
The new life starts here
/
Users, abusers,
Banging at my door
Im not fighting with them
Anymore
The new life starts here
Tempsters and tricksters
Wondering how
To seize my attention
They cannot touch me now
The new life starts here)
Generals, presidents
How do you do?
I can make it with or
Without you
The new life starts here
I can see my way so clear
Rejoice for...
The new life starts here
Are you under the mercy?
Are you under attack?
Are you going forward?
Are you going back?
The new life starts here
(are you coming to grips?
Are you coming apart?
Are you listening to fear?
Or to your heart?
The new life starts here
/
Are you building heaven
Or are you building hell?
When that great day comes
Will you be able to tell?
The new life starts here)
Citizen, criminal, child
Woman or man
The keys to the kingdom
Are in your own hands
The new life starts here
(God of our love
Who ignited the sun
Not my will
But thine be done
The new life starts here)
Mock the devil
Make him sweat!
He hasnt won
The battle yet
The new life starts here
(a whole new age in seven more years
A brave new age in ten more years)
Rejoice for...
The new life starts here

song performed by by Waterboys
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Courtship

Violet mantric reeves of crinoline lips

These dreams are trumpets of love

Inside golden halls

Whispers of the gallant ghosts

Relative moonlight of gossamer rings

We know angels are here

Don't be afraid of the ancient relics

Sometimes shadows talk

Sleep with your new kitten

Your quilt is old and mystic

The vase of roses

I court your ancestry

Your eyes are lovely carriages

Your hands the veins of queens

Blood is a lion

Time a rite of passage

You dream of them

They have dreamed you

Courtship is a sacred gathering

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Sonnet: The Human Soul

Unseen, the soul of a man lies within,
Like the mighty hands that created him;
The Maker expecting it back sans sins,
Had filled the human skull with brain to brim.

On returning, the Soul’s state must be pure,
Or else, it shall not enter Heaven’s gate;
Its venial sins Purgatory will cure;
But mortal sins get it the Hellish fate.

So, lose your limb or eye if cause of sin;
To the lame or blind, God would give Heaven;
The sinful body, leads thee to hell’s door;
And wholesome yet, to the Inferno’s core.

Taint not by thyself with sinful ways/ misdeeds;
Grown not in the soul, saplings of sinful weeds.

poem by John Celes
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Music and Vision Gives Kicks

Only two things can stupefy,
Women and Music, a twin barrel.
A decent woman and a melody
Can take me to Heaven.
To the rest, I am in oblivion.
Last night for eight hours, I was awake.
T. V. music and its queens kept me awake.
Libido rushed double the quantum.
Queens fed the eyes and music, the ears.
They in union induced my hormones.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Fate

No longer frozen in silent forests
Golden bow with silver arrows
Flight of the heart into recluse
Barren amidst the Gnostic myths
Rapacious words mean nothing
Broken temples of hollow history
No rest only the endless flight
Do flowers grow in monastic bliss?
Paths to the river narrow and bold

Marble centuries burn like Rome
Oblivious bridesmaids stare in mirrors
Every vague reflection covers fear
Austere prophets regiment the clock
No conscience is sealed by Jerusalem
All the condemned parade their manna
Garlands of the new age dry in furnaces
Edifice of verity only balms the individual
There is no collective entrance

You must decide naked and alone
You are the man of all generations
Exiled in a place made of star dust
Regal purple wings taste the desert
No apothecary can bring the refuge
Salient winds bluster every roof
Everything built without blood cries
Self-preservation hides the awful abyss
Your fate is in your own hands

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Hero?

Hail great hero!
Hero brave!
We praise you hero!
I your slave
Now duly fall
On giving knee
In hero worship
Unto thee!

Now did you hero save our globe
When draped in classic hero’s robe?
And did it flow as reddened blood
As battles raged in fields of mud?

Oh hero tell me of your fame:
Were writhing serpents fair your game?
Did you pierce the dragon’s heart
Intrepid hero; play the part

When Tyrant slain in hero’s fight
On quaking ground thro’ battle’s might?
And did you hero conquer evil -
Waste the minions of the devil?

Oh valiant hero, does your armour
Gleam from ventures steeped in valour?
Your sword oh hero, sparks a glint
From charging steel to give the hint

Of what great chapters Hero's Tome
Might tell to us when heroes roam
Through lands of yore when goblins vile
Sought a chance to kill for bile.

Oh hail thy hero,
Hero tall!
Bless you hero,
As I fall
In blushing shame,
I speak to me…

This mirror aids to fantasise
That I be hero worldly wise,
But meek and mild is all I am:
Hero naught; unbridled scam.

Hero hero hero hero
Hero hero hero hero
Hero hero hero hero

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Snakes And Lovers

I just dont understand it,
Well theres something at our door
Now were fighting together,
As dogs of war
When the moon is shining,
And youre wrapped around our sins
Then our souls starts a-howling
And the show begins
Over where the city starts,
Something comes and slips into its heart
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
In our garden of eden,
With the poison in disguise
We had grown love together
In paradise
Now utopias falling
And the messages are clear
That the evil is crawling,
And fear is near
Now temptation comes to try,
So I bite the apple of my eye
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
Now youre alone in your room,
And all of the walls they are turning
And down on the streets where I walk,
The light on my eyes it is burning
So come on and take me, my dear
And bear the fruits of what we know
Then our minds will be clear,
And our hearts will not let go
Just one more step and we will be over
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?

song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Snakes & Lovers

song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Colors of the rose

A black rose holds back tears by blinking. You can never tell what a white rose is thinking. A yellow rose sends its sunny greeting. A pink rose holds innocence in every lining. If a red rose had hands it would open the door without knocking. To a purple rose I would say stop faking. A blue rose reminds me of blue jeans that need ironing. A orange rose has friendships without complaining. My green rose can't stop dreaming. Every rose describes a lot of longing.

poem by Lyda Mery
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A City Laid Waste

Beyond the horizon
A wasteland I see
All grey and barren
A shadow of what it was once to be

What a strange sight i see
Beyond these dunes of grey
A girl ever so young in ragged clothes fade to grey
A whisper in the breeze was all that was left
Of a beggar's silent dream

Is that a city i see
Beyond the horizon
Or a shadow of what it was once to be
A minstrel's song lingers on
To tell of a city it had once been

Greed
Anger
Lust
The ruins of a city ruined by sins
Insidious as it is
It is all it can ever be
By the hands of man a city built
By the same hands the city lay waste
In all its glory
Amidst it dust is where it lies

poem by Iskandar Zulqarnain Muhamad
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song performed by by Erasure
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A Fire Escape

imagine
one night

when you are
alone

inside a room
with windows

secured with
iron grills

the fire starts
from that only

door and there is
no other exit

imagine that
electricity is cut

the smoke
enters your room

crawling on the
floor

you panic
and you do not remember

where escape is
where to find again

the entrance to the
next life

blame yourself
how you hated the thief

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Color Purple

a friend of mine is obsessed with purple
she says it's a royal color
fits for kings and queens
and she feels like a princess
on her purple hair
her purple dress
and purple bra and
purple shoes
the walls of her house are painted
the railings of the stairs
the windows
the doors are all purple now
the flowers in her garden
and the leaves of her trees
the grass
all purple too
her speech is purple too
the movies she watch are all in the shade of purple
her car turned purple too
royal color that is what she says

i tell her bluntly, ' You are boring, purple! '