A Question
Do your tiny hands
Reveal freeflying thoughts,
Or better, are you intrigued
By the stumbling block dividing naughts?
It s not possible to conceal
An admiration impossibly,
Mathematically, real:
That lore is catlike in ferocity.
Doe-eyed, implacable, studious,
Said being is beautiful of mind;
Milton's honesty, old, then dutiful,
No brokenness can be so kind.
Quaked, then towered, forsaking
Friendship's throne for tears,
A humble dosser is partaking
Of an institution asymbolic of the years.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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How happily you do the acting!
You are happy in this world
How happily you do the acting!
Happiness is a big fling!
How hard you try to conceal!
The real truth, your eyes reveal.
How hard you try to conceal!
How hard you try to do the acting!
No one loves any one
We love ourselves the most and crave for it
Rest is for the lust and for the benefit.
How hard you try to conceal the beast
No matter how, you are, small or big!
This is a real lip service
No one loves progress and peace.
How deep is the colour of your face- paint!
How hard you try to become a saint!
Whatever camouflage you adopt to conceal
The real intention, the acts of you reveal.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Barren Sweetness
By the absurdity of life, I declare existence obsolete,
I outline the futility of strife, and triumph a lying feat,
Imposed by men, ignorant though they may be,
But you refuse to comprehend, the end is like sleep,
So to you I recommend, such that was to me, sweet.
Love was a soothing melody to my weary mind,
Friendship, a hidden treasure that was not always kind,
Authenticity, or in other words, honesty, was hard to find,
Yet nothing was so exquisite when truly divined,
Imagination, my savior, a memory impossibly defined,
And fantasy, a haven that I never really left behind.
poem by Jeremy Cahoon
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Left Too Long
A threaded needle could be used to heal,
A torn and tattered memory...
Held and labelled as love too long.
That came apart at the seams.
Pieces of those memories,
When one was young and full of...
Immaturity!
And it is never too late to reveal...
Whose hurt.
But that dream to patch and rematch again,
Seems to be only in the mind of one...
Thinking it would be worth it,
To fix a brokenness...
That has been sitting and left too long.
A brokenness that has been left too long...
To sit discouraged wondering...
Would trying to mend a brokenness be wrong?
Would the effort be dismissed and those feelings gone?
And a threading together would never find acceptance.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Brown Eyed Handsome Man
(Berry)
Well, flying across the desert in a TWA, I saw a woman walking in the sand.
She'd be walking thirty miles en route to Bombay to meet a brown eyed handsome man,
her destination was a brown eyed handsome man.
Way back in history three thousand years, in fact ever since the world began,
there's been a whole lotta good women shedding tears over a brown eyed handsome man,
a lot of trouble was a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, the Milo de Venus was a beautiful lass, she had the world in the palm of her hand
she lost both her arms in a wrestling match to win a brown eyed handsome man,
she fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind between a doctor and a lawyer man.
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself a brown eyed handsome man,
just like your daddy was, a brown eyed handsome man.
Well, a two, three the count with nobody home he hit a high flyer into the stand.
A rounded third he was a-heading for home,
it was a brown eyed handsome man that won the game, It was a brown eyed handsome man.
It was a brown eyed handsome man.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Rare Thoughts that Never Go away
Has anyone out there reading this
Ever thought about that one person that is always in your thoughts and they never go away?
Well many of us out there are too scared of what or whom we miss
And then there are some of us that can't stop thinking of them throughout the day
Well I am this kind of person that just met a person not long ago
And I am here to say that my thoughts are of this person that I really admire
There are so many people that say how you can feel that way about someone who you barely know
I simply tell them that I trust in the Lord's every desire
Even though finding that one kind of person in everyone's life is rare
Who is always willing to listen and be gentle and kind
I hope that everyone can find this type of person that seems to always be there
Because I want her to know this is why she is always on my mind
And this is why these thoughts never go away
Because of the friendship that has come from the Heaven Above
This is why I am glad, for these thoughts are here to stay
And hopefully those thoughts and feelings will turn from friendship to passionate love
By Frank Pulver
poem by Frank Pulver
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Your A Great Friend
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
To be a real friend
You have to trust to be a great friend
It takes more than caring
To be a real friend
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
You are a true friend
That is really kind
And knows how to cheer me up when im down
Your funny pretty
My family like you
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
If I never meet you
I think that today
I don’t think I would of knew what friendship was
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
We like to chill with each other
We like to chill with each other everyday
We like to tell each other everything
That is what best friends do
I never real knew
What friendship was
Until I met you
You’re my best friend
poem by Lauren Louise Jenkins
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Are you looking for a friend?
It takes a brave heart to be a true friend
To ignore all odds, mistakes and roots to mend
To say the word I like you, I trust you;
It’s easy, but soon you find it’s only a trend
You search for something or someone to like
But the way the others think, will give you a strike
If you think your kindness and honesty are enough
You’re fooling yourself, get real, and start being tough
Your heart will brake every time you try
Your dream will be shattered and you’ll break down and cry
So save your tears and stand up for yourself
Don’t try too hard you’re not better than the rest
Don’t look too far for some honesty
Just be yourself and good as you can be
Maybe one day someone somewhere
Will find you and like you for whoever you are
So comfort your heart in the meanwhile
You are one of a kind in an empty world that full of desire
So don’t ask for too much
Friendship is more than something that you can touch
poem by Nirvana Heldrich
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Block It Out
All the hurt inside me
I just block it out
All those tears i need to cry
I just block them out
All those memories of past years
That would still make me cry
I never said goodbye
I'm scared that if i let them out
They'll never stop
I've got a reputation of being happy
Always on top
I can't let them down
Let them see me frown
I just block it out
I just block it out
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Beautiful!
Honesty is beautiful
Kindness is beautiful
Intelligence is beautiful
Talent is beautiful
Beautiful is a romance with such abundance
Beautiful are the flowers that roam the earth
Beautiful is awaking to the sound of singing birds
Beautiful is a disguise
Playing hide and seek inside and outside
Beautiful is as naked as the rising sun
Beautiful is delightful and truthful
Beautiful is the golden daylight that shines
And the taste of sweet colored red wine
Beautiful was never ever created by mistake
Beautiful is the ingredient we bake life's cake
When all or nothing is at stake
I am beautiful
You are beautiful
We are beautiful
Beautiful is great
Beautiful is sweet
Beautiful is love
Beautiful is power
Come to me Mr. & Mrs. Beautiful
Let me into your little secret
Of why you are so obedient and dutiful
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The most beatiful hands
There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that caressed you
and rocked you when you were little.
There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that guided you
when you took your first steps in life.
There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that bathed you,
clothed you and fed you,
during childhood.
There are no more beautiful hands
than the hands that hugged you
and wiped away all your tears
throughout your life.
There are no more beautiful hands
than your mother's hands...
poem by Viorel Vintila
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Brown Eyed Handsome Man
BROWN EYED HANDSOME MAN
Arrested on charges of unemployment,
he was sitting in the witness stand
The judge's wife called up the district attorney
Said you free that brown eyed man
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man
Flying across the desert in a TWA,
I saw a woman walking across the sand
She been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay.
To get a brown eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man
Way back in history three thousand years
Back every since the world began
There's been a whole lot of good women shed a tear
For a brown eyed handsome man
That's what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man
Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself
A brown eyed handsome man
That's what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man
Milo Venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To get brown eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man
Two, three count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stand
Rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown eyed handsome man
That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man
song performed by by Nina Simone
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A Beautiful Mind
a beautiful mind is a loving mind
words as
anger, filth, dirt, sordid, squalid,
hate, indifference, murder
curse, envy
are not found
in a beautiful mind
what have i in my mind then to call my mind a beautiful mind
God, please be there
Saints please be all there
Angels please please be all there
i look at this mind with all honesty because i claim it to be one
beautiful mind
i am crazy
i am not a beautiful mind
as i claim to be
i am afraid all that is found in there is
just you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Brown Eyed Handsome Man
Arrested on charges of unemployment,
He was sitting in the witness stand
The judges wife called up the district attorney
Said you free that brown eyed man
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man
Flying across the desert in a twa,
I saw a woman walking across the sand
She been a walkin thirty miles en route to bombay
To get a brown eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man
Way back in history three thousand years
Back every since the world began
Theres been a whole lot of good women shed a tear
For a brown eyed handsome man
Thats what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man
Beautiful daughter couldnt make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself
A brown eyed handsome man
Thats what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man
Milo venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To get brown eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man
Two, three count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stand
Rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown eyed handsome man
That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Tear's of the Devil
Standing on the last brimstone circle
at the edge of the pit of hell, I looked
down cautiously, only to find a marble
of jewels made by beautiful man and woman
in good humble spirits.
My eyes filled in amazement and my heart uplifted
to heaven.I have found paradise
amidst the rubbles of dissolution hearts, but
not theirs theirs beat ever strong, no malice
they shed nor crimson red, all white without halos
was all I seen.
I was but anew entity among the literate carnage, thou
within kind hands they carry me higher than I ever been,
fed me full of inspirations and new hope to live.
My heroes and friends how else can I thank you
for your ability to give hope to shatter rocks?
Your picking of dry leaves
giving them life once again,
O' if walls could speak in honesty
they would surely praise your name, and
the Tear's of the Devil,
happy tears they would be.
Yet seldom is honesty convey,
giving true appreciation to
selfish-less acts of humanity.
poem by Gengis Capote
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The Hinterland
You speak to me, but does your speech
With truest truth your thought convey?
I listen to your words and each
Is what I wait to hear you say.
The pattern that your lips reveal,
How does it measure with your mind?
What undertones do you conceal?
Your smile is sweet - but what's behind?
I speak to you, but do I tell
The secret working of my brain?
Frank honesty would make life hell,
And truth be tantamount to pain.
When deep into the mind one delves,
Appalling verities we view;
If we betrayed our inner selves,
Would you hate man and I hate you?
Are we not strangers each to each,
And all alone we live and die?
Deception is the stuff of speech,
And life a smug and glossy lie,
Where puppet-like our parts we play:
The first in public we rehearse,
The second when we shrink away
into our private universe.
The soul has its grim hinterland
'Twere better never to explore;
Dark jungles where obscenely planned
Prowl monsters of primaeval lore;
With primal fear our lives are fraught,
And cravenly we cower behind
The silences of secret thought,
The murky mazes of the Mind.
poem by Robert William Service
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Me And My Big Ideas
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
Go get a volunteer
We'll pay him well my dear
He will see inside your mind
Because he is that kind
It's a southern kind of heat
The shadows crack and start to creep
Conversation drag its feet
I wish we'd both been more discret
Like light that it caught between night and day
You're stuck between me and my
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
Well they love you when you're weak
Bet they hate you to see this winning streak
It's that thing we call control
There's a deep frustration
Black thoughts
That are stuck between someone's ears
Like me and my big idea
So many strings to your bow
Why not let one go
In a way this dream is over
Blown away our four leaf clover
There's no reason why
There's just me and my
Me and my big ideas
Won't wash away your tears
No one else seems to mind
That I'm not that kind
song performed by by Tears For Fears from Raoul & The Kings Of Spain
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Mama's Girl
A child I got my mother said
A blue eyed girl with just one curl
Upon that tiny head but still I bet
Someday braids will crown that face so red
The years flew by the body grew
And Mama said it still is you
Hard times have formed the mind
Important is be always kind
And so I grew to womanhood
A happy gal she knew I would
With children to the count of five
It made my life a busy beehive
I always remember my dear Mama
And teach my children her dogma
Hard time may not have formed their mind
But still I say, please always be kind.
poem by Ingeborg von Finsterwalde
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Brown Eyed Handsome Man
Chuck berry
1956 released 1995 the teenkings: are you ready
Arrested on charges of unemployment,
He was sitting in the witness stand
The judges wife called up the district attorney
Said you free that brown eyed man
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man
Flying across the desert in a twa,
I saw a woman walking across the sand
She been a-walkin thirty miles en route to bombay.
To get a brown eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man
Way back in history three thousand years
Back every since the world began
Theres been a whole lot of good women shed a tear
For a brown eyed handsome man
Thats what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man
Beautiful daughter couldnt make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself
A brown eyed handsome man
Thats what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man
Milo venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To get brown eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man
Two, three count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stand
Rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown eyed handsome man
That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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What is beautiful?
The breeze
That comes after a cyclone is beautiful;
The calmness
That comes after furious anger is beautiful;
The quietness
That comes after ferocity is beautiful;
The happiness
That comes after sorrow is beautiful;
The light
That comes after darkness is beautiful;
The victory
That comes after a defeat is beautiful;
The union
That comes after separation is beautiful;
The poem
That comes after your imagination and intuition
Is still very beautiful!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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How Beautiful Is It
Pilling up the positive thoughts,
Wishing time could depart us,
How beautiful are your hands,
Fashioning a fish pond with your peers,
Holding your niece so dearly,
Awaiting to hug cousin,
How beautiful are your hands,
As beautiful as they may be,
They will never hold me
Your eyes looked beyond me,
Sensible but not even capable,
How beautiful are your eyes,
Looking at the smoke and clouds,
In desolate lands with voidness,
Where wealth is found under sand,
How far can your eyes see,
As clear and vivid your vision may be,
You may never see me in your sight
Being simple and full of humility,
How far can you act my friend,
The words are hidden and rare,
Difficult to choose and express,
Yet the feeling so easy to encounter
How beautiful are you feelings,
As beautiful and humble as they may be,
You might never feel for me
The movement of the stars and moon,
The dreams you dream my dear,
The hopes, thoughts and visions,
Being there is actually being absent,
How beautiful are your dreams,
Do you dream of me like I do,
How wonderful are you visions,
As wonderful and beautiful they may,
I might never be in them
Me and you, perfect match,
The fairytales so continous and perfect,
The feeling so strong and ever coming,
How beautiful is us,
As beautiful as we may be,
There can never be us.
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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