My Soul
The window of my soul opened,
And out flew my poem -
It was a wild thing
I'd foolishly tried to cage -
Thought I could tame it
And make it just like me,
But after awhile
I came to find
(like myself)
It just could not be held
Within the narrow confines of a mere mind -
It had to fly
And feel the freedom
Of living beyond stifled breaths
And muted thoughts -
Filled with expression
Of prescient dreams and timeless hopes,
Onward it ever goes
Flowing and free
Singing it's song of joy,
Across the endless skies of living...
I do not write it... It rights me.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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World Of Promises
They come from a land were the sun don't shine
running away from the cold
They travel so far in the name of love
hoping the dreams will come true
Walking the way through endless fields
trying to make it together
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And they will give anything
just to be free from the pain
and they won't surrender
Living in a world of promises
Living in a world of dreams and hopes
Living in a world of promises
Lost in the city wondering why
no one will open the door
It's more to the truth than meets the eye
something they all felt before
And they will give anything
just to stand tall once again
and they won't surrender
Living in a world of promises
Living in a world of dreams and hopes
Living in a world of promises
In the tan of the nigh can hear them crying
out for a life to hol on to
Somebody knows were the answers lying
wait for your trails and don't let go
Living in a world of promises
Living in a world of dreams and hopes
Living in a world of promises
song performed by by In Flames
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Through Your Eyes
I know a place where we can run away and be free
Just the two of us together holding hands whenever we please
Never thought that love could be so kind until you came along and changed my mind
If words alone could explain the way I feel for you
Then I would write a song, tell the world how much I do
Those time you held me close and made me realize
That Im living my life through your eyes
They day that we could be lovers if we fail
When do the stories stop and the privacy begins
Never thought that love could be so kind
Until you came along and changed my mind
If words alone could explain the way I feel for you
Then I would write a song, tell the world how much I do
Those time you held me close and made me realize
That Im living my life through your eyes
song performed by by Youngstown
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Different World
You cant stop a man from learning
I could write the book of love
Captured moments there
Between me and you
Then I had the thought of leavin
It was a voice inside my head
Telling me I got to have the strength
To see it through
And I know its
Gonna break your heart
And I know its
Gonna break your heart
Im living in a different world
And as I slip away
I see you fade to black and white
Im living in a different world
With all my hopes and dreams
I drift off in the night
Im alone but Im not lonely
I found something that I never had
Laying back in the easy chair
Is not the life for me
You think Im your one and only
But you gamble with a restless man
In the end Ive found the way
That we can both be free
Im living in a different world
And as I slip away
I see you fade to black and white
Im living in a different world
With all my hopes and dreams
I disappear into the night
Im living in a different world
And as I slip away
I see you fade to black and white
Im living in a different world
With all my hopes and dreams
Im living in a different world
And as I slip away
Im living in a different world
With all my hopes and dreams
I disappear into the night
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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My heart yearns for freedom
Free my heart from the chains of my unfulfilled life
My life of living with no zeal for life
My life of living with a dead soul and a distorted mind
My life of breathing with no air to my lungs
Living life with no purpose is like living no life
Going with the flow of life with your heart resisting
Is like plunging in a burning fire with your eyes opened
I’m crying out loud to you the energies of the universe
With the hope that you’ll notice the sound I make
And that you will comprehend the motive behind my cry
I urge to be freed from the unhappiness that prevails within
My heart yearns to be freed from the suppression of its strength
From being denied its power of self-expression and actualisation
My soul cries for freedom to project its actual image to the outside
It demands that the chains be destroyed to allow it the well deserved freedom
Feed my hungry heart with its energy and its food for the soul
Invite life to my heart by granting it an opportunity to be itself
Activate my heart by releasing it from its chains of freedom
These chains comprise my insecurities and my fears
Untying the chains will loosen up these negative forces
Destroying these chains will destroy these enemies of my success
And will give me freedom that I desperately long for
Freedom to my heart is freedom to my being
Allowing my heart some freedom is giving life to my soul
Allowing my heart some freedom is granting me my true life
Give my heart its freedom and breathe air into my lungs.
poem by Tsholofelo Mooketsi
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Timeless Songs
I wish to write more timeless songs
that have the power to wake the moon
and draw her from the skies;
that have the strength to stir the stars,
unveil their evening sparks.
I wish to write more timeless songs
that have the courage to stop the sea
from singing lullaby's;
that have the strength to stir the wind,
unveil her sweet disguise.
I wish to write more timeless songs
to bring me back to you;
to give me strength to stir my soul,
and make my dreams come true.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Set Me Free
You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
you're Mother Nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
your little secret will be safe with me
around again insane again
it somes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
Your kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind,
metabolizin' everything that you see
but now and then or a little later
now I'm gonna take you down with me
Around again insane again
she comes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
so set me free
set me free
'cuase I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
song performed by by Velvet Revolver
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Thinking
I think and think
and every single thought
comes into my mind
as if it were caught
in a spidery web
that sticks like glue
until that thought
is finally through.
Some thoughts are happy
and they are most welcome.
Some thoughts are sad
and then I'm overrun
with tears that fill my eyes
like a pool.
I cry out these thoughts,
my number one rule.
For to hold back my tears
and not let them flow
would drown my thinking
and where would they go?
Into a whirlpool
that circles around
making my demeanor
take me down?
No, I say.
Pick up your pen.
Write those thoughts
and say amen.
Read them aloud
for they're now on a page,
not trapped in my mind
like a bird in a cage.
Freedom, freedom
my mind is free.
Oh how rewarding
that can be.
Enjoy it I say
for it won't last long
for I think and I think
as my life moves along.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Captivity
The lion remembers the forest,
The lion in chains;
To the bird that is captive a vision
Of woodland remains.
One strains with his strength at the fetter,
In impotent rage;
One flutters in flights of a moment,
And beats at the cage.
If the lion were loosed from the fetter,
To wander again;
He would seek the wide silence and shadow
Of his jungle in vain.
He would rage in his fury, destroying;
Let him rage, let him roam!
Shall he traverse the pitiless mountain,
Or swim through the foam?
If they opened the cage and the casement,
And the bird flew away;
He would come back at evening, heartbroken,
A captive for aye.
Would come if his kindred had spared him,
Free birds from afar--
There was wrought what is stronger than iron
In fetter and bar.
I cannot remember my country,
The land whence I came;
Whence they brought me and chained me and made me
Nor wild thing nor tame.
This only I know of my country,
This only repeat :--
It was free as the forest, and sweeter
Than woodland retreat.
When the chain shall at last be broken,
The window set wide;
And I step in the largeness and freedom
Of sunlight outside ;
Shall I wander in vain for my country?
Shall I seek and not find?
Shall I cry for the bars that encage me
The fetters that bind?
My Alphabet Poem
day is hot
sittng on my swivel chair
trying to chase
wild ideas
to describe what i feel
yet i cannot
fsthom what is within
i stared on the mute keyboard
that seems to look at me
with blind eyes
i saw the W and the I
and i thought of something wild..
wild dreams perhaps?
or weird nights when
angels chased demons
floating on black clouds
my mind set no way so i look at the T
and the H and i thought
of thine shall i wrote about her?
but my memries of her lost charms
seems to fade into morning disaster
so it was no deal
and i looked at the M and the E
and i thought of Me but then
what shall i write about myself
when i do not even know the real me.
and i gaze at the L and of the O
and i said maybe i can write
about love but then my heart is hollow
deep within my emotions
were all bottled up
thrown in deep labyrinth
there is no way i can do it
and then there was the P and i had the C
should i write about peace? but then
there is a great war brewing
between my mind and my heart
it is so hard to make desicions when
your mind refuse the decisions of the heart
and the heart do not folow
what the mind says it got to be
and yes i lokked at the? ? ?
and so will i question God or man?
the answers are not within
the hearts minds and souls of
uncaring man and
God sees the truth but waith until when?
when stars never shines
and flowers never bloom
and yeah i glance at the....
and i thought of the end
of the endless life on crazy
but beautiful world
and i said let me end this weird poem
created by the weird mind
of a weird poet like me
less i bored you till the end....
......
....
...
i am done with my alphabet poem
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Dedicated To Patti Masterman
She’s one of those dark loving ‘guys’ :)
Fed on a spooky cookies fair
Wrote ‘never a love’ and ‘muted dyes’
Colouring spasmodic despair
She lives in the US Meth
But we believe it’s much the same
Living next to an Auschwitz death
Staying alive some light to tame
Being alive living anywhere
Hiding behind an Almighty night
Where only the fading stars dare
Speak of the dead bones birds of flight
She gets along and always pulls through
To write a poem for herself and you
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Extension 33
Living at the y, extension 33,
Nothing to care or to worry.
Once I was in love with a blind man,
But my auntie told me, dont do it, its not worth it.
Living at the y, 33 years,
No one to call or to write to.
Once I was in love with a married man,
But my instincts told me, dont tell him, itll kill you.
Im sad I didnt marry the blind man,
But whats a life with three blind children?
Im glad I never told the married man,
It saved my pride and freedom.
Living at the y, in 33 rooms,
Nowhere to visit or write to.
Once I was in love, it nearly killed me,
But now I have my pride and freedom.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Wild Planet
Prolog:
This is the voice of the wild planet
Be prepared to leave your world behind
Soon were coming to take you with us
Dont be afraid of something you do not understand
Everything is organised perfectly
We guarantee freedom, peace and health for all eternity
(unreleased:) we fulfill all your hopes and dreams
Because only we have the power
To provide unlimited happiness
In our community youll find understanding, love and joy
And your struggle for survival will be over
You dont need to worry about the future anymore
(unreleased:) because there are no religious wars
We all believe in the principles of humanity
You are not the first human being
We brought to the wild planet
And you wont be the last
Because its our pleasure to make you people feel good
Just relax and leave the rest to us
See you soon
Wild, wild planet - here we come!
I hear voices calling me wherever I go
Is it in my fantasy I gotta make sure
Persecution mania is killing my brain
Everytime I think theyre gone, they call me again
Wont be long - we will come - with our song - soon well come
You dont need a ticket, your flight is free
Well pick you up - soon youre gonna see
Living on this planet is a privilege for you
You can be proud, thats all you gotta do
Wild, wild planet - here we come!
We will soon release you
You will live like we do
You have been selected
Welcome to wild planet
We follow you ... we follow
We follow you ... we follow
We follow ... we follow
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
Wild, wild planet - here we come
Wild, wild planet - here we come
The countdown is running
And the spaceships waiting
To take you to wild planet
We will soon release you
You will live like we do
You have been selected
Welcome to wild planet
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
It wont be long
We will come
Ba-da-ba-ba-bee-oh
Wild, wild planet - here we come
Wild, wild planet - here we come
Wild, wild planet - here we come
song performed by by Boney M.
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I Write To Write To Write
I WANT TO WRITE TO WRITE TO WRITE
I write to write to write-
A poem must be more than a straining against Emptiness-
A poem must be more than making a name.
A poem should be food for the heart and soul and mind
It should make us feel the world with new love
It should make us want to live more and more
A poem should make us love life
It should be written for its readers
And not for its poet alone
A poem should make us want to be in this world
In greater beauty and greater love.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Irrationality-
We didn't so much free it
as open the bars of its cage
clap and stamp our feet
till on its own election, alarmed,
it gained the little door, flew
through the window and away;
a wild thing prefers the wild.
Freed of the need to feed it,
We lived happily ever after.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Never Gotta Know
You can't see the shadows in my daydreams
You won't feel the torture in my mind
Baby you don't realize
I'm lost in seary thoughts
At night - when i feel blind
Cause you never ever gotta know my love
All i hide inside
What is creeping through my soul?
What is tryin' to take control?
Baby it's true - you
Never ever gotta go that far
You can find a key to the secrets of my heart
All you gotta know is i
Got to get you
See me as an angel you could fall for
See me as the virgin you could try
Baby just imagine
I'm a wild thing you could tame
Feel fine - living with lies
Cause you never ever gotta know my love ...
Baby you may know I'll never cheat you
You know my love is true
I hope you won't find aut
I hope you'll never know
What i - do know about you
Cause you never ever gotta know my love ...
Never ever gotta know my love
All i hide inside
What is creeping through my soul?
What is tryin' to take control?
Babe it's true - you
Never ever gotta go that far
You can find a key to the secrets of my heart
All you gotta know is i
Got to get you
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Dollhouse
Well ever since you were a little girl
You set the rules in your little world
But girls grow up and throw their toys away
Youre a big girl now but you still wanna play
(girl were living)
You dress them up the way you want to
(girl were living)
You make them do just what you want them to do
(girl were living)
Once I thought we had a love that was true
But Im just another doll in your dollhouse to you
Were living in a dollhouse
Were living in a dollhouse
Girl were living in a dollhouse
You may feel safe and sound
But your dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Its all been neatly arranged in your mind
Every detail fits your own design
Every room is perfectly in place
But I can see the sadness, baby, on your face
You had a plan and darling like a child
You thought its down to fashion, down to style
But your little dreamhouse is runnin wild
Before your very eyes were shrinking down to size
Were living in a dollhouse
Were living in a dollhouse
Girl were living in a dollhouse
We may feel safe and sound
But our dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Everythings as you dreamed it would be
But theres something wrong that you cant see
Room by room you keep looking for some little flaw
A crack somewhere in your dollhouse wall
Something, girl, that will explain away
The hurt you feel, darling, when we play
Your little dolls they got a grip on you
Until youre just another doll in your dollhouse too
Were living in a dollhouse
Girl, were living in a dollhouse
Oh were living in a dollhouse
We may feel safe and sound
But our dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Oh were living in a dollhouse
Girl, were living in a dollhouse
Yeah were living in a dollhouse
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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The Poem About The Poem About The Poem
THE POEM ABOUT THE POEM ABOUT THE POEM
The poem about the poem about the poem
Written in dream
And forgotten in sleep
Comes back to me slowly now
As if it had been away on a long long journey
And is reluctant to come home-
I write it
But it really writes me
And when I try to make sense of what it means
It tells me its ambiguities
Are more important and interesting
Than my clarity-
The poem about the poem about the poem
Written now
May not be a poem about a poem about a poem at all
But may merely be my own playing with words
Which take the place in my life
Of really living-
A poem about a poem about a poem?
Surely this is a mysterious thing
If it exists at all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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This Is Living
(words & music by weisman - wise)
This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, thats the life for me
Its good to laugh and sing, dont worry about a thing
Wear a happy smile, cut loose and run a mile
If you relax and just enjoy it all, life has got to be a ball
This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, thats the life for me
It wouldnt mean a thing
If I could be a king
I really wouldnt care
To be a millionaire
Id rather find someone to love a lot
Live and give it all Ive got
This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, thats the life for me
Dont wanna settle down
I gotta move around
I gotta lot of time
Im gonna wait and find
The kinda girl whos heart is restless too
The kind who feels the way I do
This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, thats the life for me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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When lovers don't forgive
Even if one flew a coop,
To get cool...
Two people living in it may not be that too forgiving.
And even if one didn't have a bad attitude...
Two people living in it may not be that too forgiving.
When people love to argue it is best to leave,
All those beliefs one thinks are right.
Especially if the other one...
Likes to argue fuss and fight.
Even if one flew a coop,
To get cool...
Two people living in it may not be that too forgiving.
And even if one didn't have a bad attitude...
Two people living in it may not be that too forgiving.
When lovers start to quarreling and there is no end,
It's better that one leaves,
Taking deep breaths that begins...
With a sitting tight.
All night!
And...
Away and out of sight!
Even if one flew a coop,
To get cool...
Two people living in it may not be that too forgiving.
And even if one didn't have a bad attitude...
Two people living in it may not be that too forgiving.
When lovers start to quarreling and there is no end,
It's better that one leaves,
Taking deep breaths...
That begins!
Even if one flew a coop,
To get cool...
Two people living in it may not be that too forgiving.
And when lovers don't forgive,
They usually seek...
Revenge!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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