Sea's Murmur
The sea's murmur is constant
in hours without light.
Its cry has always hungered
in depths of my soul.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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De Profundis
Out of the dark depths
of my soul,
my love for you appears.
When it’s dark
round me,
you are the one
that brings light to my life.
Somewhere in my depths
the seed was already sown
to love you,
before I even knew you.
At times pieces
just fits together
and enhances each other
and that how it is
with you and me.
[Reference: De Profundis 'Out of the depths']
poem by Gert Strydom
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What Is There Written In The Depths Deep Therein?
Who has the courage
to look into the depths?
Of their own immortal soul
to read what is written there?
How often across the scores of years
the same sentiments keep reoccurring!
How often have you heard?
‘I do not want you to see the truth
To see too far into the depths of my soul’
It seems only a few dare
look into their own souls!
To see what is there written
in the depths deep therein!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Long Lost Love
She wakens;
It has been a decade's sleep.
She hearkens;
It's I to her depths, not cheap.
A lovely brown curl is twisted
By her crooked finger;
If I had only listened,
I could have heard the murmur of her shapely heart;
The murmur of her lips apart;
But in enticement I grow stupid,
And, lanced by some succubus cupid,
Only did tell her I loved her profoundly.
And she shakes that off like a fly, roundly.
And flees off into the night.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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The City of the Soul: II
What shall we do, my soul, to please the King?
Seeing he hath no pleasure in the dance,
And hath condemned the honeyed utterance
Of silver flutes and mouths made round to sing.
Along the wall red roses climb and cling,
And oh! my prince, lift up thy countenance,
For there be thoughts like roses that entrance
More than the languors of soft lute-playing.
Think how the hidden things that poets see
In amber eves or mornings crystalline,
Hide in the soul their constant quenchless light,
Till, called by some celestial alchemy,
Out of forgotten depths, they rise and shine
Like buried treasure on Midsummer night.
poem by Lord Alfred Douglas
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Beneath The Skin
Beneath the Skin a caustic red river
Beneath the Skin corrosive abuser
Beneath the Skin genetic in rupture
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin a still born forgiveness
Beneath the Skin cell transfer in whispers
Beneath the Skin a lover cries murder
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin i wasted this moment
Beneath the Skin old undiscovered
Beneath the Skin another lies ruptured
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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People who comprehend a thing to its very depths rarely stay faithful to it forever. For they have brought its depths into the light of day: and in the depths there is always much that is unpleasant to see.
Friedrich Nietzsche in Human, All Too Human
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For Him I Know Not: Viii
i never really explored
the depths of this soul
that people talk so much of
but when your eyes first met mine
and the lashes moved on their own
in disbelief if it's all for real
that nth part of a wink
i knew what eternity is all about
in that eternity i dived
deep into those unknown depths
ever since
i've been waiting at those
invisible depths...
25may2010
16.50hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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In The Light
(jones/page/plant)
And if you feel that you cant go on. and your wills sinkin low
Just believe and you cant go wrong.
In the light you will find the road. you will find the road
Oh, did you ever believe that I could leave you, standing out in the cold
I know how it feels cause I have slipped through to the very depths of my soul.
I just wanna show what Id give you it is from every bend in the road
Now listen to me
Oh, whoa-whoa, as I was and really would be for you, too, honey
As you would for me, oh, I would share your load.
Let me share your load. ooh, let me share, share your load
And if you feel that you cant go on
In the light you will find the road
Though the winds of change may blow around you, but that will always be so
When love is pain it can devour you, if you are never alone
I would share your load. I would share your load
Baby, let me, oh, let me
In the light
Everybody needs the light.
In the light, in the light, in the light
Light, light, light, in the light
Light, light, light, in the light, ooh, yeah
Light, light, light, in the light
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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The Wish
I shed my tears; my tears – my consolation;
And I am silent; my murmur is dead,
My soul, sunk in a depression’s shade,
Hides in its depths the bitter exultation.
I don’t deplore my passing dream of life --
Vanish in dark, the empty apparition!
I care only for my love’s infliction,
And let me die, but only die in love!
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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The Good
Even before she held you tight to her
and murmured softly, isn’t that just good? —
before you learned to hear, and speak, and spell
and comprehend the concept of the Good –
your soul already hungered for the Good it loves,
never to be quenched in its desire;
as your beloved cat, who in the day
manipulates affection, but at night
becomes a ruthless predator to feed its catness;
so your clever, cunning, hungry, godly soul;
even when your adolescent heart falls flat
at beauty’s vision in a human form
soul whispers (unattended to) : now here’s the truth:
that even beauty’s borrowed and must be refreshed..
so soul may take a lifetime, till the mind
whose aid it seeks to find itself the Good
arrives; and sighs a lifetime’s sigh; and rests;
and soul, which knows no failure, place, or time,
shines out to prove it never went away;
nor shall, nor can; her elsewhere light, our day.
*
[From Plotinus, Ennead VI 7,31,17-31]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The light
Come bright sun
like a beacon from the sky
give warmth to plants and flowers,
give light to the night that stretches out,
gather drops from the earth
to the pool up high.
Come bright sun
like a sign from above
give light to the depths
of darkness in my soul,
burst into every cell
in my body:
Be the lamp that points the way
to a soul that went astray.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Drowning Silence
i am into this
drowning silence
and i am this
driver of the pearl
of solitude
that even in the
depths of
sadness gleams
even without the
help of light
this drowning silence
makes me
admire the need for
breathing
a streak of light
is all i need in the darkness
of these depths
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tall and Fair
Amid the field is a haunted well;
a soul can hear soft voices rising,
comely gentle, singing or advising;
and some mysterious calls to spell.
A maid cared to reflect her face,
twas many years back, so her song,
became a murmur to only prolong,
a desire of hers in depths to trace.
A well, some say, keeps the beauty
when poetic words define truelove,
as it is the maid's render of above,
but never fiddle with spells snooty.
She lifts, some say, your soul in air,
together you fly where pure ethers
wreak or shimmer in Spring anthers,
amid daisies to stand, tall and fair.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Lovers
O lovers, lovers it is time
to set out from the world.
I hear a drum in my soul's ear
coming from the depths of the stars.
Our camel driver is at work;
the caravan is being readied.
He asks that we forgive him
for the disturbance he has caused us,
He asks why we travelers are asleep.
Everywhere the murmur of departure;
the stars, like candles
thrust at us from behind blue veils,
and as if to make the invisible plain,
a wondrous people have come forth.
Faded Words Among the Footprints
Mystic beneath the moonlight beckons
Forever humbled at my feet
The shooting star that rises in the heavens
To only fall upon the light of flint and bone
To break away the burdens of the flesh
Within the light of Heaven's soul
Am I forever humbled by the swaying in the breeze
As the lonesome traveller
Comes to pass amongst us in the trees?
For now the light has faded
Beneath the beat of Heaven's wings
The sound of angels singing
Within the depths of my very heart
As the tears fall from the heavens
Will my soul be swept away?
In the distance there's a beacon
That lights the passage of my way
Only in the shadow shall I wait
For the light of the rising day
Swept away by life's sweet sorrow
Beneath the light of Heaven cleft
Where I wait within the light of gentle slumber
Where the footprints leave no mark
Be still my beating heart for I am forever humbled
By the light within my soul
poem by Darryn John Murphy
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The Serpent Is Rising
Written by john curulewski, chuck lofrano
Lead vocals by john curulewski
In the abyss of space
From the center of time
A superman race
Moves the serpent to climb
The journey has lasted
Seven ages or more
Life after life
Must pass through the door
The secret revealed
When you leave your cave
Is a glory of thunder
And life from the grave
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
The people have massed
In the center of town
We drink from a glass
And the world turns around
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
song performed by by Styx
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Hurled Into The Depths
cloaked in the dark waves of a Kachikau winter night;
the last faint gleam of hope glide,
scared out my wits, no one by my side,
who can i trust?
even my own shadow abondons me when i am in darkness!
My presumptous heart deceived me!
hurled me into depths deeper than sheol,
i have become psychologically lifeless
the path behind me is full of broken dreams.
death drenched my thoughts in red,
my soul is bald and filled with ashes of a mind burned to crisp,
the pain of my future has no cure!
a broken soul in pulsing pain,
the forces of selfishness and selflessness whip my conscience;
life beats me like a constant dream...
i have fell prey of my own evil deeds.
where is the road to the home of light?
where is the road to the house of righteousness?
Lord you disciplined me...
and i have been disciplined like an untrained calf
i ask for your forgiveness...
poem by Mpho Leteng
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I Am On The Edge Of My Own Universe
I AM ON THE EDGE OF MY OWN UNIVERSE
I am on the edge of my own universe
Not going higher
About to fall-
Drawn back into the depths of the depths of the depths
Of my own deadly despair.
I am on the edge of life with others-
One small step across
And I am there -
The wide worlds open before me
The sky all light
Nothing in my way-
And I move freely
From where I am
To where I will be next
Happy in mind
Unable to fall-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Death
To the souls who live beneath our feet
To souls burdened by the dreadful dirt.
When I think of thee my heart beat
My soul to the ground, I feel thy hurt.
Through sympathy I think
Thou know the end of mirth
And life here and what it's worth
Please! speak to me so I may give birth
To thy anguish above on beautiful earth.
Me received no reply but a deep buried sigh…
For the leaden stone covers thy head
The squalid worms live in thy bed
I see thou drink from the roots of flowers
and thy see each one to its final hours.
As time passes
Slumber do thee too
Under the pure white snow
where frigid frost freezes thy bones
into an icy blue
I feel your pain can never move;
a pain no living soul can ever know….
Suddenly I hear a voice murmur from inside of me...
Thou speak quietly while we sleep in peace
And in our memories thou silent voices cease
Till we see a name carved on grave's cement stone
Thou souls beneath remain unknown
My Love reaches the depths of death's dark seat but my life lives upon my light feet... never again will I love, but always shall I live? I hope...
To the souls whom I love beneath my feet
May I tread softly and saunter sweetly as if life's a treat.
Till the death's knight comes again to ravenously eat
My flesh away, then only and then
I swear our souls shall meet again.....
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Attainment Of Life Goals
when we know what we want to do
when we know what we want to achieve
we are half way to achieving it
attainment may take hours days weeks months
years or a lifetime of constant dedicated focus
but realization accepted necessity need challenges
soul to perceive understand attain life goals
poem by Terence George Craddock
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