The Cursed
My heart beats passionately.
My mind thinks creatively.
My soul cries desperately.
My poetic talent rages convulsively.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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What Price Creativity?
My heart beats passionately.
My mind thinks creatively.
My soul cries desperately.
I am an individual undreamed of.
I will not comprise.
I will not bleat with herded sheep.
Truth Honour Justice Disguised?
For these three I stand alone.
For these three I walk alone.
These three I aspire to distinctly own.
Wisdom Knowledge Worked Of Past Ages.
As I merge ancient celestial wisdom.
As I sweep across unknown ages.
As I walk worlds apart from material wealth.
In a capitalistic world I moan.
What Price Creativity?
What market value?
Which market?
For what reason?
For what profit?
Why bother?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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My Heart Beats
Mind thinks, Heart feels and the Heart Beats,
Heart Beats, When it finds its soulmate.
Souls meet eachother, when we meet eachother
We meet, we think, we feel and the Heart Beats.
My heart beats,
And your heart beats are one
It is one, because our heart beats are one
It beats for eachother into our hearts,
Through our hearts and for our hearts,
Which beats for eachother.
My heart beats, when we meet,
It draws us near, to make us
Apart for ever, and leaves us isolated
Forever, and to meet never or ever.
poem by Rajesh Kumar Vaishnaw
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This heart beats
This heart beats,
only cause of you
This heart beats,
just to know its true
This heart beats,
like a love i cant control
This heart beats,
to let everybody know
This heart beats,
when i see your smile
This heart beats,
just before i dial
This heart beats,
i hope you feel the same
This heart beats,
cause my heart is where i write your name
poem by Anonymous One
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A Fire Within My Heart (Vengeance)
There is a fire in my soul, it has burnt me to the bone
There is a fire in my heart, it has melted flesh to stone
There is an inferno in my breast, it rages out of control
There is a firestorm in my chest, it has consumed my being whole
There is a fire in my heart, it has melted flesh to stone
There is a rage with in my soul, vengeance will by my own
There is a burning in my mind, for death I am hell-bent
There is a desire in my conscious, filled with devilish intent
There is a fire within my soul, and it rages just for you
This fire burns with anger, may it guide my sword hand true.
poem by Tim Vallie
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The Other
Under my bowels, yellow with smoke,
it waits.
Under my eyes, those milk bunnies,
it waits.
It is waiting.
It is waiting.
Mr. Doppelganger. My brother. My spouse.
Mr. Doppelganger. My enemy. My lover.
When truth comes spilling out like peas
it hangs up the phone.
When the child is soothed and resting on the breast
it is my other who swallows Lysol.
When someone kisses someone or flushes the toilet
it is my other who sits in a ball and cries.
My other beats a tin drum in my heart.
My other hangs up laundry as I try to sleep.
My other cries and cries and cries
when I put on a cocktail dress.
It cries when I prick a potato.
It cries when I kiss someone hello.
It cries and cries and cries
until I put on a painted mask
and leer at Jesus in His passion.
Then it giggles.
It is a thumbscrew.
Its hatred makes it clairvoyant.
I can only sign over everything,
the house, the dog, the ladders, the jewels,
the soul, the family tree, the mailbox.
Then I can sleep.
Maybe.
Anonymous submission.
poem by Anne Sexton
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My Soul
My soul cries for love
But only tears reply
My soul cries for attention
But only lonliness answers the door
My soul cries for a friend
Only to be ignored
By a stranger
My soul cries for hope
But despair with lies
Deceive the truth
Which blinds hope
My soul cries for warmth
As an artic freeze
Surrounding my soul
Entices it with the dance of death
My soul defeated
No longer cries
Accepts what it can't change
Lies still
Waiting to die
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Ugly Inner Poetic Me
UGLY INNER POETIC ME
Ugly inner Poetic me
Wants Praises of Eternity
Writhes and rages
That what he writes
Unlit candles in
darkest night.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Mind vs Heart
The heart is foolish, it acts on impulse
The heart beats strong at times like police knocking on the entrance
It wants love and freedom
For without love there would be doom
It is reckless, therefore, it cannot exist alone
It needs a gentle home
The heart is a pagan
The heart is a heathen
The heart will not keep quiet
It demands attention or it will riot
The mind says “I”, it thinks of itself first
It cannot be fooled by lust
It’s skillful and crafty but cold and selfish
It exists only to survive and can be knavish
Without the mind, you would not get by
Without the mind, you will not progress, you will not evolve and you would soon die
The heart stops the mind from being merciless and dark
For everything looks ominous to a mind in the dark
The mind protects the heart from pain and harm, the two cannot separate
But the one will dominate
The mind is the source of good and bad habits
Like a Jew working to feed his starved family on a Sabbath
For survival and progress, the mind should be stronger than the heart
Because the mind is easily corrupted by the heart
The mind is biased when the heart has infatuation, anger, fear or hate
And before you know it it’s checkmate.
poem by Mthoko Mpofana
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21st Century Cries.
21st century cries.
World has advanced in many ways, yet poverty still cries.
Looking at this old man with tears in his eyes.
Desperately searching for food love and clothes.
We all know what it clearly indicates and shows.
I see poverty in a rich man trying to break the law.
I see poverty in a well-educated man who thinks the subject is a bore.
I see poverty in a literate man who lacks respect for poor.
I see poverty in you yes you who wants more and more.
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poem by Salma. Torrez
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darkness here and light of yer soul love in my heart and thoguhts inner traniquilty innner beauty super omega boom boom this heart beats pounding hard and hadrer like thunder cannons and wars screams pains as sunshsines and stars shine on my mind as yer heart beats boom boom boom voices in my head beauty on my mind what beauty whose beauty yer smile a smile love in my heart or darkness of my soul ice in my veins this darkness and light in yer soul..find the path to inner true equality and find serenity of yer self................nuff said
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Eulogy For Michael Jackson
All of the glory, all of the fame
everybody knew his name.
But they did not know what made him tick.
And they did not know how it made him sick.
Inside the body that housed his soul
were shades of darkness that accompanied his role.
The vibrancy and talent of all he could do
was a gift that only comes to a few.
But the gift must be nourished and never abused
or it turns into a curse that becomes misused
by all of the parasitic leeches who prey
on a talent like Michael's every single day.
And in the final words that are said
He, my friends was already dead.
Dead in his spirit, dead in his mind
only alive in those who could find
the rarity of talent that captured their heart,
the oneness with God that flowed through his art.
What they will remember is what they did see.
What they'll forget is 'Who was he? '
A tortured soul
who's now at rest.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Sonnet: My Inner Voice
When mind tells me, ’I am punished enough,
And it were better I followed the world, ’
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, tho’ ’tis tough’.
This extra-suffering makes my heart cold.
When mind tells me, ‘I must avenge my foes,
Who made me suffer without a reason, ’
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, forget woes.’
God will teach them in His own way lesson.
When mind tells me, ‘Tis time, be worldly-wise, ’
My woes are mainly due to poverty;
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, Be soul-wise! ’
That’s the way you earn your Eternity!
When mind tells me, ‘Your mind and body’s weak! ’
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, God will speak! ’
(7-29-2000)
poem by John Celes
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By the degree of charm her countenance foretold
By the degree of charm her countenance foretold
The temperature of beauty, her womanly pride
As graceful as simple and as touching as cold
She seduced mine heart and my soul did abide
Her taste for passion, her loving tender caress
Which her essence withdrew and her heart absorb
Stealing my soul and my poetic finesse
Her sense organ attracted like a gravitating orb
My heart to her heart did my love bequeath
All my talent and genius on her beautiful beauty sweet
Perfectly blended with her sincere soul underneath
Where true love unites and true love meet
But no love for me, and all love to she
She did steal my love, my poetry, my heart sincerely
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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There is such amazing talent at Disney. My job is 100% creative, and I am very excited to creatively lead them.
quote by John Lasseter
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That Girl
That girl thinks that shes so fine
That soon shell have my mind
That girl thinks that shes so smart
That soon shell have my heart
She thinks in no time flat
That shell be free and clear to start
With her emotional rescue of love that youll leave turn apart
That girl thinks that shes so bad
Shell change my tears from joy to sad
She says she keeps the upper hand
cause she can please her man
She doesnt use her love to make him weak
She uses love to keep him strong
And inside me theres no room for doubt
That it wont be too long
Before I tell her that I love her
That I want her
That my mind, soul and body needs her
Tell her that Id love to, that I want to
That I need to do all that I have to
To be in her love
Ive been hurting for a long time
And youve been playing for a long time
You know its true
Ive been holding for a long time
And youve been running for a long time
Its time to do what we have to do
That girl, that girl
That girl knows every single man
Would ask her for her hand
But she says her love is much too deep
For them to understand
She says her love has been crying out
But her lover hasnt heard
But what she doesnt realize is that Ive listened to every word
Thats why I know Ill tell that I love her
That I want her
That my mind, soul and body needs her
Tell her that Id love to, that I want to
That I need to do all that I have to
To be in her love
Tell her I love her
That I want her
That my mind and soul and body needs her
Tell her that Id love to, that I want to
That I need to do all that I have to
To be in her love
That I love her
That I want her
That my mind and soul and body needs her
Tell her that Id love to, that I want to
That I need to do all that I have to...
Tell her that I love her
That I want her
That my mind and soul and body needs her
Tell her that Id love to, that I want to
That I need to do all that I have to
To be in her...
That girl, that girl, that girl,
Oh, that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl...
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Truth of Heart...
Truth be told …
In this soul in this mind is this heart a shrine
Pictures of this life a true heart you will find
Look into this heart of mind speaks of this life
Held in hand a truth of love memories of a kind
Sending love of messages of this love of mind
True to heart impatiently waiting for each line
Oh this heart answers when upon sounds ring
Of this soul of heart listening to who it brings
Truth be known of this heart beats of this life
Heart to ear speaks this mind within those near
In and of favorites who will be the one endeared
A cell phone is your heart within which a truth lies
poem by Knights Dreams
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Embodied Encapsulations
Life encapsulates transmutes
enslaves air breathed creatively...
transmutes oxidizes grey clay
particles dance Newton’s waltz.
Who can stop tame wild horses
galloping within mind soul sung...
grey clay excited energized activated
string theory dances variant steps.
Hoof beats echo drum
infuse through fibres being.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I have no special talent. I am only passionately curious.
quote by Albert Einstein
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This Love This Heart
This love, this heart, these arms to hold
So tight to you, I wont let go
Can this be real, or just some dream that feels so true
I wish you love, I wish you more
You are all that I live for
Ill never hurt you believe me
My heart beats just for you
It only beats for you
Ill keep the fire alight for you
Cant think of nothing else, what can I do
This lonely heart of mine, it only beats for you
It only beats for you
You bring me peace, you make me smile
You give me strength and all the while
You ask for nothing, only love
And my heart beats just for you
It only beats for you
Id say all these things to you
If you were here, but thats not gonna be
Cos you re not here at all
Theres only me
But I wont stop trying
I wont give up, Ill wait for you
til you come back, its all I can do
Ill be right here, Im going nowhere without you
Give me the chance, just make the call
Just say the words, Im waiting for
Just let this heart of mine show you
It only beats for you
Yes it only beats for you
It only beats for you
This love, this heart
These arms, theyre only for you
This love, this heart
These arms, theyre only for you
Theyre only for you
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Forever Free
i was imprisoned
behind bars
there was no way
my physique could be out
i do not mind
the devils in them
could not
let me dwell here
my mind long ago gone
and discovered, peace, ecstacy
behind these brown and stained iron grills
never can they contain
my heart that had gone astray
beyond their naked eyes
no they can never spoil
the love from within me
not with their uncaring soul
not with their whips of desolation
my heart will forever be free
wild and free..
this soul they cannot tamper
they could not hold it within a moment
for it had long gone away
beyond their wild dreams and imaginations
for it can freely adore
and appreciate deeply
the presence of the omnipotence..
maybe they thought i am theirs
but it will never never be
i am young, wild and free
my mind is as wild as an eagle
my soul as ravaging as a bull
my heart just beats for love..
behind these bars i am me
a mind, a heart a soul forever free..
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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