Seascape Dream
It is not the moon I know;
So it is a false lunar bridge
Above my nose;
Dreams are the sad loafings of time
And entity, identity.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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No Commitment
No commitment
Just purpose.
No faith
Just weak trust.
The life?
Just one more desire.
The love?
Just strange liar.
No surrender
Just false ego.
No care
Just mercy flow.
The respect?
Just identity suspect.
The service?
Just selfishly publish.
No identity
Just unknown entity.
No dependence
Just lonely existence.
The fear
Just inside prayer.
The God?
Just I myself.
Copyright © Shiv Abhishek Pande
poem by Shiv Abhishek Pande
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Identity Of I
Identity is not what I promise others
Identity is what I do when I am alone
Identity is what I think of others
Knowing all the hatred they've shown
Identity is what every wound reminds me
Identity is what I learn and what I pass by
Identity is what I see in the mirror
After giving my best try
Identity is what I make out of my given chance
Identity is what I accept and what I deny
No one else has control over me
Life is about me, and what I identify
poem by Abhiraj Rajadhyaksha
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Blessing Of Red Flower Promises
red flower blooms by schedule of lunar moon
red flower is blessing not curse of lunar moon
reminding new life waits to seed into life bloom
reminding life potential God given fades to soon
reminding each month carries hope new moon
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Gotta Bad Nose Job
Bah bah bah babbay,
You brought the Moon.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
Bah,
Babbay...
And when I sleep.
Bah,
Babbay...
My dreams get to leaping.
Bah,
Babbay...
And you know...
I am up to pace the floor.
'Cause I know,
You know...
I gotta bad nose job!
Bah
Bababy...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
And you know...
I know,
I gotta bad nose job!
Bah bah bah babbay,
You brought the Moon.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
And you know...
I know you know,
I gotta bad nose job!
Yes I know you know...
I've got that bad nose job!
'You wanna put some 'salsa'
On that 'lemon merange'?
Do ya!
For your rhythmic pleasure?
Do ya?
And seal it with a French kiss?
Do ya? '
Yes I know...
You KNOW,
I've got that bad nose job.
Bah babbay...
Yes I've got it.
Bah babbay...
Yes I do.
Bah babbay...
Yes I've got it.
And you know it too.
Yes I know...
You KNOW I've-got-that BAD nose job!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lunar Bay
(gill/johnson/nash/otoole)
Walk right through my soul, keep out the cold
Make me lose control, fill me with love
My mind is blasing and were escaping, the real world
Swing and sway on lunar bay
On lunar bay, yeah
Touch my very soul, makes me lose control
My dreams unfold, you fill me with love
Feel me walking in the sun
Hear me talking to the moon
I wont change for anyone
Im just for you
Touch my very soul, makes me lose control
My dreams unfold, fill me with love
The train of faces are going places, get on board
Swing and sway on lunar bay
On lunar bay , yeah
Swing and sway, swing and sway
Feel me walking in the sun
Hear me talking to the moon
I wont change for anyone
Im just for you
When the wind rushes in
To hemald the king
Just stay in my heart
Forever more
Feel me walking in the sun
I wont change for anyone
When the wind rushes in
To hemald the king
Just stay in my heart
Forever more
In the sun
I wont change for anyone
In the common age of automation, where people might
Eventually work ten or twenty hours a week, man for
The first time will be forced to confront himself with
The true spiritual problems of living
song performed by by Frankie Goes To Hollywood
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Blue Moon
Blue moon is ‘a' rising
Shining so blue surprising
Is it me or is it you?
That makes your shade so blue?
Blue moon it's ‘a' crying
Why so sad, am I prying?
Blue moon weep not for me
Shine your glory for all to see
Blue moon full in ‘a' glory
So many shades you have tell your story
Silver and blood and now you are blue
What prey tell decides your hue?
Blue moon is ‘a' glow
Your blue face on show
Smile down on me now
For a smile from you will show me how
Blue moon is such ‘a' rarity
Your secrets kept within your entity
Locked away in your heart of hearts
Your magic never ends once it starts
Blue moon is ‘a' gone
How I admired you as you shone
You're off to sleep for another day
But in my dreams you will always stay…
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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My Nose Is Growing Old
Yup.
A long lazy September look
in the mirror
say it's true.
I'm 31
and my nose is growing
old.
It starts about 1/2
an inch
below the bridge
and strolls geriatrically
down
for another inch or so:
stopping.
Fortunately, the rest
of the nose is comparatively
young.
I wonder if girls
will want me with an
old nose.
I can hear them now
the heartless bitches!
"He's cute
but his nose
is old."
poem by Richard Brautigan
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Obsolete
By the time you honestly face your delusions,
The computer assigned to monitor your activities...
And daily movements,
Would have declared you obsolete.
And has passed along your identity,
As an entity needing to be deleted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Can Build A Bridge
I'd gladly walk across the desert
With no shoes upon my feet
To share with you the last bite
Of bread I had to eat
I'd would swim out to save you
In your sea of broken dreams
When all your hopes are sinking
Let me show you what love means
Love can build a bridge
Between your heart and mine
Love can build a bridge
Don't you think it's time?
Don't you think it's time?
I would whisper love so loudly
Every heart could understand
That love and only love
Can join the tribes of man
I would give my heart's desire
So that you might see
The first step is to realize
That it all begins with you and me
Love can build a bridge
Between your heart and mine
Love can build a bridge
Don't you think it's time?
Don't you think it's time?
When we stand together
It's our finest hour
We can do anything, anything
Anything, anything
Keep believin' in the power
Love can build a bridge
Between your heart and mine
Love can build a bridge
Don't you think it's time?
Don't you think it's time?
Love and only love
Love and only love
song performed by by Cher
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The Lonely Spider
The lonely spider reaches out
For what, you might ask?
If not to spin his web then for what?
For his identity
The identity of him
His identity...
The lonely spider calls out
For what, you might ask?
If not for his mate then for what?
For his identity
The identity of him
His identity...
The lonely spider waits
For what, you might ask?
If not for his food then for what?
For his identity
The identity of him
His identity...
'A spider doesn't have feelings! '
How should you know?
'A spider isn't that smart! '
That could be true.
'A spider can never have a real identity! '
And neither could you, or any of us
But we try to find one even if we're not looking
And thats our life... after which we die
What have we done with our life up until then?
Either we've thrown it away, gave it up, wrecked it, lived it up to the fullest, took it for granted, or got far in it.
We still had one.
It's up to us what we shall do with it
Just like the lonely spider
Who will probably just end up on the bottom of your shoe anyways
poem by Andreanna Atkins
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Hidden Labels Hidden Profits
So many labels so many
not what they claim to be.
A book also is not always
to be taken at face value.
A book judged by cover may
not be what it seems to be.
Smugglers charlatans
know well plied secrets
of false profit identity.
Since time immemorial
quick profits have been
made upon false realities.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I am beautiful
I am beautiful
Despite the scars on my face,
The absent teeth
And the broken smile
I am beautiful
The broken nose bridge and the missing hair clump are really nothing to go by
I am beautiful
I will repeat, even if I’m the only one to say so
I am beautiful
I will tell myself, even if I evade the mirror like a coward
The first time was an impulse (atleast that’s what I thought)
But then,
The regularities grew
The extremity increased
And the want of a cause disappeared
To save non-existent pride and honour, I bore it all
Just like the many before me did,
With me do,
And after me will
I am beautiful
Though the blood clots tell a different tale
I am beautiful
I care not for the permanent limp
My mind plays games with me
Making habit clear all sensation of pain
And the numbness has spread right through my being
Turning my soul cold
And it still hurts, yes it does
Each time there’s a part of me that breaks inside
No physical torment can ever compare
To the agony of shamming your own identity
I am beautiful
In my field of memories of long forgotten moments
I am beautiful
In my dreams of paradise
I am beautiful
To me and my made-sightless eyes
I am beautiful
If just in my name –
I am beautiful
- Sabiha!
poem by Jovan Fernandes
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Moon Shining Over The London Bridge
The sky is dark now
And the night is here again
But there is a moon shining over the London Bridge right over the sky
And I keep watching that moon while I rest for a while at the Thames River
But I can't take my eyes of the moon that is shining over the London Bridge right over the sky because it is beautiful to see
And at the same time it is getting late now but I don't mind at all because I Rather stay all night at The Thames river watching the moon shining over The London Bridge right over the sky
Yes the Big Ben chined midnight now and London is going to sleep
But I am falling asleep now at The Thames river below the naked three That is there at the Thanes River
Also all the buildings near The Thames river have their lights out
And I am sleeping in totall darkness and at the same time enjoying the Peace and quiet of the Thames river during the night
But near the Thames River is always cold and I don't mind at all Because I am dressed for this kind of weather
But this night at the Thames River I will always remember because it Will be the best sleep I ever had in years
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Cry Of A Heart
Fragments of my fractured heart falling apart at the seams;
i crawl towards the fading light,
in my mind logically interweaved thoughts of my parents lost identity
a false believe they held from the craddle to the grave
i uncover stories they never heard
for fortune favors only the brave
i've seen better heads on nickel beers!
she told me what i do is a leap in the dark,
but i can't rear a false identity
within my heart resides pain big around as a molasses barrel
in my mind thoughts and ideas quarrel
but accepting that this is who i am will be a theory for the lost
poem by Mpho Leteng
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Villanelle on Depression
Depression is a fact of life for me.
As much a part of life as food and air,
It hovers like a dreaded entity.
It scatters joys like useless stale debris,
And sews the ashes of my dreams in gloom.
Depression is a fact of life for me.
It poises like a shadowing banshee
With somber wings just waiting to enshroud.
It hovers like a dreaded entity,
And I can almost always guarantee
Secreted in my spectral holidays
Depression is a fact of life for me.
My life becomes a frequent abductee
Purloined by mirthless bird of prey
It hovers like a dreaded entity..
A vulture pouncing when my back is turned,
But hidden, and not easily discerned.
Depression is a fact of life for me
It hovers like a dreaded entity.
poem by B.V. Dahlen
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Bridge Over Troubled Water
When you' re weary feeling small
When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all all
I'm on your side oh when times get rough
And friends just can t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you re down and out
When you re on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you ooh
I'll take your part oh when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh if you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
song performed by by Hear'Say from Popstars
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Fractured Moon
Fractured moon
In a silver spoon
Dissolved into the eyes
Of awakening tiger
Then moved away
In a vanishing light
With a lunar tone
Fractured moon
Swallowed
By a flying dragon
With all fire and no fire
The fractured moon
Collapsed in doom
While the souls
Of the dead
Still roam
Closer and closer
Near the moon
Around the moon
Within the moon
Or what have left
From a
Fractured moon
Or maybe
Another Moon
Like a photo of
A bright image
Held by aging fingers
Of a woman
Praying in her
Upstairs Room
For “long” dead
Human loved form
Near the bolted
Green back door
Stood a ghostly figure
Of an old man
Weeping
In the silence of
An astral night
Trying for an opening
To reach her
Over and over
But in vain
For the woman
in the
Upstairs room
Darkness born
In the second shadow
Of a fractured moon
And light moulded
In the old house
In a special corner
of
A very special room
Fractured moon
In a silver spoon
Dissolved into the eyes
Of awakening tiger
Then moved away
In a vanishing light
With a lunar tone
poem by Najib Altawell
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The Stars Are
The stars are
Although I do not sing
About them—
The sky and the trees
Are indifferent
To whom they please
The rose is unmoved
By my nose
And the garland in your hair
Although your eyes be lakes, dies
Why sigh for a star
Better bay at the moon
Better bay at the moon . . .
Oh moon, moon, moon
poem by Samuel Menashe
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Endangered Species: The moon
Dear Moon,
Old faithful friend
of lovers and romantics,
you are our nearest celestial body,
a main distance of 238,857 miles
from Earth,
with a lunar globe diameter
Of 3473 kilometers,
and nevertheless,
we can hide you by a finger
held at arm's length.
Dear Moon,
Only natural satellite of Earth,
You move in a slightly elliptical orbit
With a period of sidereal revolution
In 27 days,7 hours,43 minutes
And 11.5 seconds,
But I still have some concerns
Deep down in my heart.
An untold variety of lunar seas,
oceans, craters and mountains
cover your face,
and, along with the Sun,
You cause the tidal action, too.
And, o, dear Moon,
You are always opaque,
and you are only visible to us,
because the Sun and Earthlight
illuminate your surface.
But this is not a serious problem.
On the other hand,
well, dear Moon,
last night
I was somewhat anxious,
as the shadows were growing
on the ceiling of my room
into strange fairy tales.
So I went carefully to the window
and saw your enigmatic crescent
of your visible face.
And then
I uttered a sigh of relief:
You were still there!
Still my dear Moon,
I read that in time to come
You might be redesigned
And turned into something
entirely different from today.
Blueprints for Lunar settlements
are already in the works
on designers' tables
and in the future
cities built by astronauts
will gyrate and revolve restlessly
in aloof outer space.
And so sooner
than we would think, the night
could be illuminated by artificial light,
emanating from contrived satellites.
And then dear Moon, perhaps,
You will feel that you are
not needed anymore
and on a long white night
You might even decide
to leave us entirely alone,
relocating to another cosmic arena
and becoming less than an illusion
of coded image on the retina.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Bridge Over Troubled Water
When you're weary feeling small
When tears are in your eyes I'll dry them all all
I'm on your side oh when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you ooh
I'll take your part oh when darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh if you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Yeah yeah
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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