Turmoil Conflict Of Soul
pretenders
hack mind
games lack
turmoil
conflict of
hurt soul
real pain
is rarely
expressed
in words
coherent...
groans
heart sobs
bleed genuine
emotive conflict
when it is
vented
it labours
in emotive
sobs
vibrates
an exorcism
split division soul...
seeking atonement
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Power Of The Word
words are indeed powerful
they have emotive power
to transform present moods
inspire all receptive minds
cast us down into captive depths
of depression when devastating
but when born of enlightened
hearts our heartfelt sacred words
may vibrate tranquility harmony
peace and good will to all souls
words cascade rivers of emotive
energies to bless heal or hurt words
create our world realities
we bless with smiles
radiant with shimmering
life goodwill or we curse
with anger, greed, pride,
selfishness, thoughtlessness;
choose words to nurture
to bless or embrace silences
voice no opinions
unless uplifting
all truth is revealed
in times mysteries
let God vindicate
us reward us
for any good deeds
while forgiving
us our errors
as we forgive
grow in experiences
conflict good deeds
have rewards
in heaven
evil will have
its day slay
broken minds
all who fall
prey to evil
words evil
acts evil
emotions
let God
judge us
avenge us
if our persecutor
will not repent
but let us
sow seeds
joyous
of happiness
through wisdom’s
boldness
let our words
heal many
hurt none
as we Bless
our God’s creations
let Divine God’s
will be done
Inspired by the poem ‘MAGICAL WORDS’ by Rekha Sathya
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Avoid conflict
Conflict demolishes
Wealth house
Avoid conflict.
Conflict perishes
Body Soul
Avoid conflict.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Know my Pain
what is p.a.i.n,
pain is power asserting itself now,
usually expressed in the traumatizing rain,
letting your soul and your mind allow,
to bring about visions of despair,
that is towering over your heart,
what is a h.e.a.r.t,
a heart is howling expressions of a righteous tear,
yes, a heart is something that is always injured,
protected with a soul and mind,
that is always blocking a light,
leaving the heart confused and blind,
wandering and falling but still trying with all its might,
what is a s.o.u.l
a soul is a small outburst under layers,
indeed, a soul is something that needs pain,
yet, it doesn't have a heart,
it needs layers,
these layers are us humans,
humans complete the idea that,
(S.O.U.L) are (H.E.A.R.T) but is held down by (P.A.I.N)
fear my pain,
feel my pain,
hate my pain,
this is my pain,
KNOW MY PAIN
poem by Justice Bernard Brown
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School Dropout
He never went to school
But he was no fool
He was simply playing Mr Cool
Eyes closed by cottonwool
Cheered on my mates
Sealed his present faith
There is a time to play
A time to go to school
His parents told him
Make that your number one rule
He wholly ignored them
How can education
be a such golden gem
Now he sobs, sobs, sobs
Now he robs, robs, robs
No qualifications
Zero education
His mates have moved on
to better jobs
In many glorious nations
Now he sobs, sobs, sobs
Now he robs, robs, robs
He wishes he was a student
He wishes he had the talent
He had at one moment
There are no more screams and shouts
Because he knows what he is all about
He is a school dropout
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Conflict Of Interest
How can you make such preposterous declarations.
That I have a conflict of interest?
When each and every interest I have,
There is not one conflict...
Have I ever expressed about them.
None!
And I would like to know this...
Who believes better than I do,
What my interests are?
'I 'think' you are misunderstanding,
Your position as treasurer of the committee.
You see...
You can not champion the act of integrity,
And then take the money you are trusted with...
To establish your own loan company.
THAT can also be construed as either theft or fraud.'
Well,
Make up your mind!
Are you accusing me of being a thief...
Without integrity?
Or one who maneuvers fraudulently with interest?
And may I add this to your unfounded claims,
Where am I suppose to have this conflict?
I am perfectly aware of my activities.
And I vehemently protest your absurdities.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Peace and Conflict
Peace is laughter ike a musical bell,
Conflict is people crying,
Peace is everything being well,
Conflit is people dieing,
Peace is a very wonderful thing,
Conflict can be used t pursue peace,
Peace is a sound that makes you sing,
Conflict is the least luxurious thing,
Peace is sought after
And sometimes found,
Confit is punishment,
Paying the price,
Peace is being on safe ground,
Conflict makes people with heart of ice,
Peace you find in your heart,
Conflict tears our minds apart,
So remember these words and you'll live well,
Peace is laughter like a musical bell...
poem by Sasha Julia
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Honesty and Truth
Through the windows of my soul I see
Divisibility of Truth
Two Entities that dwell within
Each A partnered substitute
The Heart is ruled by Emotive Truth and
Trusts. In Honesty
But The Mind Accepts. Whats only Fact
And Trusts. Logically
Though I believe. What I Believe
With All I am Inside
But My Honest Truth lives in My Heart
The Veritable Truth. In My Mind!
poem by Jodie Mayhew
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I started to call myself a rational therapist in 1955; later I used the term rational emotive. Now I call myself a rational emotive behavior therapist.
quote by Albert Ellis
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It’s The Real Thing
This isn’t a rainbow that’s out of reach,
or a castle floating in the air.
This is the real thing, a serous love,
and not a hit and miss affair.
This isn’t a chance at a desperate romance,
it’s love, real love, from the heart.
It’s new, it’s fresh, it’s pure happiness,
and it hurts whenever we’re apart.
I never thought that I’d ever get caught
by love’s labyrinth of bliss,
but the feelings I feel are so radically real
love can’t get any better than this.
It’s completely insane, with its joy and pain,
but the two go together as one.
It teases and torments, with its emotive elements,
but there’s no worse feeling when it’s gone.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Cataclysmic Soul
Divided
soul still abided?
What is this soul of man
how can it stand?
Divided deep cavern
cataclysm within split nature itself
war mischievous natures’ leaven
a rogue mischief-maker hell-bent elf.
Magical powers forces
nature scientifically wrought to bind
harnessing force invisible
splitting atomic bound fusing time.
Conflict soul torn seeking
perpetual peace perpetual war
wherefore is creator mentor
rapport peace amour to implore?
Free choice?
Human choice?
Your choice?
Support for peace or war?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Most Precious Attribute
They are fed violence,
They are fed destruction.
They are fed conflict and disrespect.
Lack of discipline and personal neglect.
They are fed racism, division and hatred.
And yet...
There is a notion,
That the raising of children fed these priorities...
Marketed and sold as video games or shown on TV,
Is not going to have an effect on their minds.
'Excuse me...
Let's all turn a blind eye on these 'approved' activities.
And support with attention...
The art of accusation! '
When did denial become the most precious attribute,
One could hope to obtain?
~Hey...
That sounds pretty good to me.
Parenting has never appeared on my top ten list.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love wasn't there
to feel this way was, is a crime
a crime to the heart
the heart, feels this way because love wasn't there
this feeling sunk up on the heart
took ahold of the heart and all the heart could do was
bleed
not blood, did the heart bleed but pain was the name
pain came in a liquiad but will the heart ever understand
how to cove up the womb
healing wasn't the process the heart had to go through
to stop the bleeding does it hurt to be hurt
does it hurt to bleed and unbleedable pain
yes said the heart it felt this way cause love wasn't there.
poem by Dez Johnson
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An Impingement
it takes a little impingement
to ruin the whole of my life
you push a nerve and disconnect it
from the rest of my system
a hand does not complain but there is the pain somehow
the arm is weakened and stiffled
the whole body wonders what is this conflict all about
there is this sickness of the mind
there is this crippling of the soul
the pain generates more pain and then at the end
you wonder
what is happening and where is the culprit
no one is there
and you lift nothing to tell the finger that it is over
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sister of Heart
Sister of heart
Sister of soul
How can I tell you
what my mind knows
To explain my reasoning
Is a distasteful seasoning
Sister of heart
Sister of soul
Sister of mind
that is unknown
When I am falling
It's you I am calling
To ease the pain
You keep me sane
Sister I love
I hurt as well
I cause pain to swell
in your heart
Sister I know
we don't always see
each other perfectly
But try I will
endeavor I shall
The laughs and love
I'll never forget
the day we met
Sister of mind
Sister of soul
It's you I shall always owe
My gratitude
My protection
Sister of pain
I will share mine
and take yours far away
Sister of anger
Hatred is fine
but keep close in mind
also is forgiveness divine
Forever or longer
I will not let our differences
change our hearts
Forever together
sooner apart
Sister of soul
Sister of heart
poem by Sareeah Keelyn
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Mediator
In one morning
A pair of lovers
Each other falling in love
Avoiding the world
Forgetting everything
Scene was a well composed
Natural photograph
It came to register in mind
As an ideal of love
One afternoon
In the same place
Same couple was in a conflict
With the heavy weapons of words
Crying in vain
She accused
‘You cheated me"
I wished and wanted to
Be a mediator
But it was not possible
As it was private
I was not invited
Whole the night
I was asleep and in a conflict
Attempted to reset
My ideal mind of changed
A few months after
One evening in the same place
Same couple
Was sitting and talking
That was not clear
But for sure
There was not a conflict
I was surprised
My mind flashed back to the past
He was kissing on her belly.
Mediator would be in it
poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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Emphasis on the common emotive or affective origins of music and words in the first cries of humankind undermines words.
quote by Jean Philippe Rameau
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Without Reason
Living in a cyst, it
would explore the breast.
The black ethics goes beyond
the bounds of mystique of
non-movement.
A while away
a conflict comes out of the body.
Melts into a face.
There is no flesh, no skin.
Only transgression, holding my hands.
There were no arguments.
Only speech punctuated by silent sobs.
A taper standing in a gale.
The shadow flies like an arrow into
the pitcher of hemlock.
poem by Satish Verma
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Mind Vampires Reject Gift Amends
mind vampires
prey upon
sympathetic hearts
sucking up
heartfelt energies
feeding upon
good will personalities
biting choice veins
raw emotions
laid feed frenzy open
sucking up
time energy abilities
meant to restore
worthy lives
seeking genuine
absolution's
atonement reparations
mind vampires
deceit demons
sow depressions
to deny lost hearts
reconciliation
between lost souls
and divine God's
reconciliation
atonement given
mind vampires
seek soul ruin
destroy victims
impaled upon
their deceit lies
pity guilt trips
mind vampires
seek your ruin
seek your deaths
sacrifice death of Jesus
Christ already pays
your God reconciliation
mind vampires
already serve masters
reject gift amends
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sunspot Birth Surrealism
starbursts spike creativity
slay us at irregular intervals
solar radiation sunspots
activity maximum wreaks
havoc in neural pathways
frying emotive overloads
adrenaline rush surge crazy
cannot should not be denied
time to paint surreal frescoes
familiar pattern life slices
distorted disturbing weirdly
dream objects experiences
unfamiliar is surrealism depicted
echoes expunged energy images
solar maximum emotive urgency
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Undivided
Searching through broken pieces
Same old news, the more I bleed
Crucified again, the more we choose
Sacrificed again, the more we lose
But he said
I will be there if you will come
To give myself, to save my soul
I will be there if you believe
The more I wait, the more I bleed
The more I bleed
Twisted hands, worn and broken
See the man, across the heat
Holding back the blade, he can believe
Reaching out again for somethign real
He said
I will be there if you will come
To give myself, to save my soul
I will be there if you believe
The more I wait, the more I bleed
Cause I am alive (Alive, alive...)
Can't open my eyes and see
Look up to they sky and breathe again
Back's to me
Fill the spaces
Still I hope to be
Undivided
You don't see it
I can't see it
I will be there if you will come
To give myself, to save my soul
I will be there if you believe
The more I wait, the more I bleed
I will be there if you will come (Look up to they sky)
To give myself, to save my soul (You're so far high, again)
I will be there if you believe (Look up to the sky and see)
The more I wait, the more I bleed (Alive, alive...)
I will be there if you will come
To give myself, to save my soul
I will be there if you believe
The more I wait, the more I bleed
song performed by by Feeder
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