Spindrift
Words. These words. Are left
as indelible scribed statements.
Made manifest. Set as firmly
as irregularly poured cast
blocks of sculptured concrete.
The spaces the silences
between
give more meaning.
Record
is signature
upon face of eternity.
Hidden smile
is modern day sphinx
with paws
lazily laying bathed
in golden grains.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Take You On Peak
There are so many things besides
Deep meaning and insight provides
Flowers and their fragrance spread all over
Even if provided no cover
Do roses need any introduction?
Do the words need any recognition?
Absolutely no if they are properly conveyed
If not then people may guess and stay dismayed
Words have power and strength
It has variety and can cover any length
Spoken or silent carry same meaning
Where it goes then there is point in winning
Words are reflection of stable mind
No where you may have deviation to find
The work is done as per promises made in words
There is no going back but only to look towards
It may have desired effect
Even if not put into act
There is somewhere hidden fact
Words make it forceful with tact
Rest of the things eyes score
People can read clearly therefore
Face and mouth may act together
There is only adding of feather
Love the words as they are spoken
They are not mere gesture or token
Once out then can't be taken back
As there may be lot more at stake
Think and then speak
It may otherwise make you weak
Speak firmly and then stick
These all quality may take you at the peak
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Desire To Know Deep Meanings
Dictionary!
My Dictionary!
Raise it high in your right hand!
We shall use it
we shall use it to explore
to seek out...
the meaning of words
the meaning behind words
the multiple hidden meaning of life.
Amen.
Because modern computer dictionaries
really blow... they do, not, contain,
varied rich poetical meanings of words...
as some of my youthful dictionaries did
stimulating imagination, thought, wonder,
stimulating a desire to know deep meanings...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Words Sometimes Take On A Own Meaning
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
and sometimes they are sharp and painful
as if there is much more to words
as if a kind of secret knowledge hides in them
that are sometimes something moving.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
but somehow words can at times miss things
and are sometimes dependent on feelings
as if there is much more to words
when through it all love brings a kind of bonding
and so you and I are attractive to each other.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
and daily a bond develops between us,
while you become more considerable to me,
as if there is much more to words
you constantly live in my thoughts,
while love becomes real through words.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
as if there is much more to words…
poem by Gert Strydom
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Words of Concrete
Hard as rock
Breaking effortlessly
These words of concrete
Break right through me
Shattering all that has left
And of my heart what there was to be
Taking the beats away from my heart
With just these words of concrete
Breaking me apart
I stand their waiting for decades
Supported by my trembling feet
Just because I Can’t bare these words of concrete…
poem by Laiba Shams
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The Value Of Words
Words what value words
when spoken in haste
what is their worth
words spat in spite
or an envious game
false words meaningless
what value words
a trusting word
honest and open speaks
volumes when listen to
without agenda given
with care and thought
placed into its being
what becomes its worth
words in variety
of context and meaning
fill blank spaces
where sometimes silence
is a more welcome sound
where nothing is better said
words have a value
consider their worth
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Lip Service
Words inspire and words destroy
Words conspire and words annoy
Words spread freedom and words detain
Words believe them in sound refrain
Words of passion in words misleading
Words without action are words without meaning
poem by P.R. Prosper
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In love, we worry more about the meaning of silences than the meaning of words.
quote by Mason Cooley
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Wonder Poem
She was a rockhard
Firm chassied, sleek
Chic, two toned
Wonder of a poem
Her smile could
turn you on a dime
Make you feel that
You've been left undone
She had a way
with her words
That made me
smile now in my tears
Her rear end
Never shimmied
Her trunk never
left undone
Her steering wheel
Was a half 'C'
And made up a
perfect curve
Her wheels were firmly
planted and
she never missed
the curves
Her dual exhausts
Made all in chrome
Under pressure
made her growl
Her six speed
Powertrain now
was made to
make you squeal
She could throw
you back into you seat
On takeoff
Oh, now with such a force
She knew of
Only one thing
And that was how
She was going to lead
Her glass was
Crystaline clear
Everything inside
You could see my dear
One word you
Never saw
And that word now
Was to 'hide'
Yes when it came it came
To performance
She came out
Dressed to kill
That's now my
Wonder poem
And it's time I
Give her all the gas
poem by Midnights Voice
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Solid concrete
rosy cheek against solid concrete
the cold sting of the world beneath me
a rivulet of tears runs with a slope
the peculiar smile of solitary satisfaction
the feelings turn into a numbness
which words cannot describe
the voices in my head have left me
a terrifying fact reveals itself
I am all alone
though the haunting echos will return
and my somber mind will infect
the growing darkness of my soul
their return comforts me
for the voices have become companions
they listen
but they smirk
at the sight of a young woman
laying alone on a solid concrete floor
poem by Danjele Loos
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Alive (demo)
This romeo is bleeding, but you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up
It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well,I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me
1-Yeah I, will love you, baby
Always and i'll be there
Forever and a day, always
2-I'll be there, till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme
I know when i die you'll be on my mind
and I'll love you, always
Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh
Some that made us cry
One that made you have to say goodbye
What I'd give to run my fingers thru your hair
Touch your lips, to hold you near,
When you say your prayers, try to understand
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man
When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words
You've been needing to hear, I'll wish I was him
'Cause these words are mine, to say to you
'Til the end of time (rpt 1)
If you told me to cry for you, I could
If you told me to die for you, I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price i won't pay
To say these words to you
Well, there ain't no luck in these loaded dice
But baby, if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams, and our old lives,
We'll find a place, where the sun still shines
(rpt 1,2)
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Alphabet Spaces
In my mind rambles
ideas which seek to unscramble
and grant me crystal clear consistency
but the more I try to wrangle
ideas about Physics and Religion
the more they metamorphosize
into same and similar.
The more I learn about anything
the less I know about the whole
of any and all disciplines;
so I succumb to debates about
T's and I's
while forgetting my alphabet.
For example, if I take my own name
and examine it minutely,
space and letter
nano-space by nano-space
I cannot ever
see a whole word or letter.
Therefore, I come away nameless and confused.
So if I wish to learn the whole
of any disciple or subject-area
I have learned
best not to get too smart about
the spaces between the alphabets.
Yet, and this my conundrum, no letter
is ever apparent
unless there are spaces between Alpha and Omega.
So, too, music is a relationship between the sound and the silences-
too much music or sound is ultimately just noise or silence.
So in my mind rambles all these inconsistencies-
what about yours?
So we have the letters of an alphabet, and the spaces in between the letters
which are necessary to understand the words they form and from these empty spaces in between, much like silence and sound form music.
From this relationship we form the words and ultimately sentences, but note sentences alone do not form coherent paragraphs or pages for that matter and ultimately a book.
So what is the moral here? Pay attention to the background as well as the foreground, the seen and unseen since only from these relationships can we glean, true meaning:
too much concentration on the latter, and we miss the meaning embedded in the former.
True creativity means we are versatile in both and it is also the perfect metaphor for the differences and similarities between Science and Religion.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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So Few Words
That so few words could cut so deeply
That words alone could so offend
Cast not aside my love so cheaply
For wounds of passion seldom mend
That so few words could cause such pain
That words alone could make a man cry
And doubt if he will ever love again
Or ever have the courage to even try
That so few words could tear us apart
That words alone could a love destroy
Cast a shadow of despair on my heart
And take away all my love's joy
That so few words could end a love
That words alone could cause such tears
Falling like the heaviest rains from above
Losing you was one of my greatest fears
poem by Harry J. Couchon Jr
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Few Words
Few words
Can cause
Wonder or a disaster
Can make sound
More than a bomb
Resulting into breakdown
Of the heart and mind
Few words
Can turn a sad face
Into a one with a big smile
Few words
Can be heavier than the
Biggest of hammers
Can break intimate
Relationship
Turn it into enmity
Few words can be sharper
Than a knife
Can cut the thread of trust
Into thousand pieces
Few words can be
Very soothing
Can heal wound faster
Than any medicine
Few words of sympathy
Can give solace to
Someone in agony
Few words of apology
Can resolve the biggest
Differences
Few words of
Encouragement
Can motivate someone
To the road of victory
Few words of love
Can bring
Two unknown souls
Together
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Words
Words could never say it
words could never say it
I know now you're gone
and I can't go on
Where could you be tonight
I'm sayin' my sorry
baby I'm sorry
'Cause without your love in my life I'll die
I was wrong
I was so worng
And I'm so scared
what can I do now
when I close my eyes
all I see is you
Now words could never say it
words could never say it
if theres a reason why
say it's a lie
Words could never say it
how I feel now
now that you're gone
now that you're gone
Now that you're gone
we made it now
we made it love
we made such fools
of ourselves
we made it up now
you made it up oh yeah
you know you made it hard
we made it fast
I always thought
it would last
we took a bow
we did it all oh yeah
Words could never say
could never say
could only play
someone could say
would only playing with ourselves
Words could never say
how I feel now
some how
I've got find a way
cause when I dream at night alls I see is you
you're wantin' me
and me havin' you
Now words could never say it
words could never say it
everytime I try
I get lost inside
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Today I Stared Love At Her Face
Today I stared love at her face
Its hard to say in what condition I found her in
Two lovers at their worst embrace
Ignorantly blissful
Hidden away was the word beautiful
Today I stared love at her face
upon loves face I saw a tear
her vibrant smile refuses to appear
in the concrete jungle meandering
from lover quarrels is her suffering
today I stared love at her face
and love sometime is to walk away
I closed my eyes to feel a minute pass
Reminded me of the words that nothing last
poem by Raymond Valadez
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The Irony of Love
Irony is a literary or rhetorical device.
The essayist Henry Watson Fowler wrote:
“any definition of irony
—though hundreds might be given,
and very few of them would be accepted—
must include this,
that the surface meaning
and the underlying meaning of
what is said are not the same.'
He left out that any definition of
Irony must include that it is cruel.
I never understood
The meaning of irony
Or how cruel it can be,
Until you told me,
That though you may love me,
You find it difficult to
Hear the words
“I love you” from me.
You see, some three years ago
You jokingly said
'I love you' to me,
And I begged you
Never to utter those words again.
Not because I did not want to hear them,
But because they were difficult for me.
They carried heart-felt consequences
That I did not want to face.
So, I shut out my heart and followed my head.
And in life filled with so many regrets,
It was the biggest mistake I ever made.
The irony,
After some thousand days have past,
You uttered the same
Imprudent sentiment to me.
This sentiment is the definition of irony –
The surface meaning
And underlying meaning are not the same.
Because although I asked you not to say
“I love you”,
It is all I wanted to hear.
The cruelty,
That now that heaven has at last
Blessed, cursed me with
Clarity of the heart,
And I want to say what I mean
With no different underlying sentiment,
You tell me you do not
Want to hear these words from me.
But the most ironic and cruelest part,
Will be,
If you make the same mistake I made
And keep from me what is within your heart.
poem by Hal Caufield
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Working on the value of words
Working on the value of words
~
some words require more
more than being spoken
written, read or listened to
some words need feeling
given their own soul
a touch of emotion
some words fall easily
across the page
or off the tongue
like a catchphrase
meaning almost nothing
words without value
spoken to be heard
said and not listened to
or written and missed
all without feeling
give words emotion
soul, fire and life
give words value
work the next line
poem by Matthew Holloway
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And What About Us Who Write Poems Every Minute Of The Day?
what words can we take pride in
these poems like our daily breaths
ordinary words we utter in ordinary
conversations we have
come breakfast come snack time
come lunch come dinner
the talks we have on the park
in the marketplaces of our ordinary days
unplanned, unscreened, unedited
ordinary words to ordinary occasions
an embarrassment, can these words be?
unscheming and devoid of meaning
the lines of the common places?
the dialogues of the fool and the unwise?
you do not have to mind
this is my journal, a record of nothing
but ramblings of my mind and there you are
carefully reading putting meaning where there was
really none
this poem of day to day, unwavering
trying to be but nothing, a mode of nothing but just
plain thinking
do you too have this kind of breathing?
tell me why you breathe, then?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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i teach my child by G. Abad
I.
I teach my child
To survive.
I begin with our words,
The simple words first
And last.
They are hardest to learn.
Words like home,
Or friend, or to forgive.
These words are relations.
They are difficult to bear;
Their fruits are unseen.
Or words that promise
Or dream.
Words like honor, or certainty,
Or cheer.
Rarest of sound,
Their roots run deep;
These are words that aspire,
They cast no shade.
These are not words
To speak.
These are the words
Of which we consist,
Indefinite,
Without other ground.
II.
My child
Is without syllables
To utter him,
Captive yet to his origin
In silence.
By every word
To rule his space,
He is released;
He is shaped by his speech.
Every act, too,
Is first without words.
There's no rehearsal
To adjust your deed
From direction of its words.
The words are given,
But there's no script.
Their play is hidden,
We are their stage.
These are the words
That offer to our care
Both sky and earth,
These same words
That may elude our acts.
If we speak them
But cannot meet their sound,
They strand us still
In our void,
Blank like the child
With the uphill silence
Of his words' climb.
And so,
I teach my child
To survive.
I begin with our words,
The simple words first
And last.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Poem Speaking 4 U
how is poem..?
not Thing is thear...
ALL ARE WORDS
SOME WORDS NICE
SOME WORDS SPICE
SOME WORDS NOTHING
SOME WORDS LOVELY
SOME WORDS BEAUTYFUL
SOME WORDS HUNGRY
SOME WORDS ANGRY
THATS ALL...
WRITE IT
LOVE IT...
THIS IS FOR OTHERS
U ARE READ YOURS...
THATS ALL
TAKE A LITTLE SMILE
LIFE IS THIS..
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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