Fool's Gold
More then
once,
she had
sold her
soul.
More then once.
More then
once,
the glitter
was fool's
gold.
More then once.
More then
once,
sorrow's
shade
had been
pulled
down tightly
upon the
windowsill
of her
love
More then
once.
T. Labbe`
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The Non Spaces
the
non spaces
a waif,
knows many
a waif,
knows many
who
will dress
his
wounds?
will you?
once,
the
sleeping
smile of
innocence,
melts away
in to the crowd,
vacant stares
only remain
the
non spaces
Careful
not to
hold on
too tightly
to life's
taut string
too
tightly?
who
will dress
his
wounds,
will you?
breaking,
it drifts
arrogant
strides,
crippled
a waif
knows
the
non spaces
a waif,
knows many
you are
that waif,
adrift.
by
Tim Labbe`
Sold My Soul
I prayed to God and jesus
But I guess they didnt hear
My sacrfice was useless
My pleas fell on deaf ears
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I looked to the lord in heaven
But he must have looked away
My crying eyes repentant
Please send her love to light my day
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
Sold my soul to the devil
To the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
song performed by by Nazareth
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Love and Gold
Love:
True inspiration I ignite
In every poet’s heart,
I move an artist’s brush to paint
A masterpiece of art,
And everybody falls in me:
The foolish and the smart.
I am the scent of bursting bloom
And I’m the first kiss
Of passionate and tender youth,
Its harmony and bliss.
I live inside unspoiled souls
Who really care and miss.
Gold:
I am the shining of the sun,
I am its morning ray,
I live on millions stars above
And in this earthly clay,
With me ends every moonlit night
And then begins new day.
Both noble and so pure am I,
Also corrosion-free,
That’s why my glitter and my glow
In temples you can see,
And thousands people broke their backs
From depths to get me.
Love:
No matter how pure you are,
How noble you may be,
You ruin everything I do,
You are my enemy,
And down you bring those who’s sublime
From their high degree.
Lie is your tool, so is man’s greed,
Your glitter’s just a shade
Which darkens everything that’s true,
Eventually it will fade:
You’ll lose your power over man,
With you he won’t trade.
Gold:
I’m not to blame, I’m what I am:
Attracting, shining gold,
It’s not my fault that man for me
His soul to devil sold,
It’s not my fault he hunts for me
No matter young or old.
But I can be a faithful gift:
A lovely wedding ring,
Or in a craftsman’s skilful hands:
A fine and perfect thing,
Not only greed and stinginess
Into this world I bring.
poem by Ruslan Kerimov
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Wonderful Sorrow
Oh,
how wonderful
my
blackened
sorrow
It's
searing pain
breathes warmth,
softening once
calcified veins.
Like dry-ice,
burning away
at the
hardened numbness
of my being.
It's good
to feel.
Even with loss.
Never
forgotten,
is the cold
suffocating
rain.
Life choked
back in to
collapsed lungs.
I gasp deeply
and spew out the
poisonous bile
through tears
Oh,
how wonderful
my
blackened
sorrow
It's good
to feel.
Even with loss.
by
Tim Labbe`
Time Breathes
The
breath
of time
resuscitates
the
exhausted
heart
Dust and decay
lifeless
ruins
now
emancipated
love has known
many heros
reaching far
beyond it's call.
love is effort
/less
T. Labbe`
Do not cry for me
Do not cry for me
I alone, own my pain
Do not cry for me
for that, I have the rain
Do not cry for me
many mistakes I have made
Do not cry for me
and the love I now crave
Do not cry for me
alone is where I belong
Do not cry for me
solitude has made me strong
Do not cry for me
for my tears dampen bed sheets at night
Do not cry for me
for when I dream, that's where love's memory takes flight
by
T. Labbe`
Wisp of love
O' wisp of love
so delicate,
barely
discernable
burgeoning cautiously
perhaps
predetermined
by fate
O' wisp of love
cries out
to be heard
regardless of
it's destiny,
irrational as it may be
O' wisp of love
refuses to be still
ever stirring within us
which ever way it befalls
it will be....
it must be.
T. Labbe`
Blackened Wild Rain
Her laughter,
robust and hearty
Her rage,
quick and fierce
one minute,
she was
blackened wild rain
the next,
she was
the delicate bow,
pulled gently across
the sweet strings
of a
Stradivarious
Both,
provincial
and
polished
scared
and
fearless
her flawed
character
and sailor's
tongue
never shied
from away
from others
she lived,
as she loved.
BOLDLY
BOLDLY.
leaning into
life,
untethered
from
opinion.
contradictions
were her
comfortable
companion
The blackened
wild rain
could never
be tamed,
only reigned in,
when necessary.
by
T. Labbe`
Gold
Theres a mountain and its mighty high
U cannot see the top unless u fly
And theres a molehill of proven ground
There aint no where 2 go if u hang around
Everybody wants 2 sell whats already been sold
Everybody wants 2 tell whats already been told
Whats the use of money if u aint gonna break the mold?
Even at the center of fire there is cold
All that glitters aint gold
All that glitters aint gold, mmm
Theres an ocean of despair
There are people livin there
Theyre unhappy each and every day
But hell is not fashion so what u tryin 2 say?
Everybody wants 2 sell whats already been sold
Everybody wants 2 tell whats already been told
Whats the use of money if u aint gonna break the mold?
Even at the center of fire there is cold
All that glitters aint gold, no no
All that glitters aint gold, no no
Theres a lady, 99 years old
If she led a good life, heaven takes her soul
Now thats a theory and if u dont wanna know
Step aside and make a way 4 those who want 2 go
Everybody wants 2 sell whats already been sold (sold)
Everybody wants 2 tell whats already been told (told)
Whats the use of bein young if u aint gonna get old? (old)
Even at the center of fire there is cold (cold)
All that glitters (glitters) aint gold, no no no no no
All that glitters aint gold
Alright
All that glitters, all that glitters, all that glitters.. aint gold
Na na na na na na na (gold {x4})
Na na na na na na na (gold {x4})
Gold, gold, gold
All that glitters aint gold, gold, gold
All that glitters aint gold, gold, gold (na na na na na na na)
All that glitters aint gold, gold, gold (na na na na na na na)
All that glitters aint gold, oh
Oh yeah
1 2.. 1 2 3, lets go!
(na na na na na na na) {repeat}
U are now an official member of the new power generation
Welcome 2 the dawn
All that glitters aint gold (gold) {repeat & loop}
song performed by by Prince
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All that is Gold does not glitter
All that is Gold does not glitter
The sultriest of beauties carry thorns
The humblest little soft petalled jasmine
A feast for afternoon tea and sweet perfume
The best cut diamonds that glitter and shine
A molten rock culled from blackest coal
And the girl who just walked away with the first trophy
For best vocal, someone you would have thought a nobody
by john tiong chunghoo
inspired b y
All That is Gold Does Not Glitter
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
JRR Tolkien
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Find Another Fool
I should have learned this lesson long ago
That friends and lovers always come and go
And now you claim
that everything's "O.K.", but I've got just one thing to say...
Why don't you...
Find another (find another)
Find another fool to love you
Find another (find another)
Find another fool to love you
Find another...find another...find another fool...to love you
To love you...find another.....
I don't believe that I deserve this ride
Youtook me for my very heart and pride
You let me down...and now your hand is out
Well, here's some...spare change...you can count
Repeat Chorus
You pulled this once...you pulled it twice
It's time you listened to my advice....oh, baby
I'd never take advantage of our love
I can't imagine what you're thinkin' of
You're over due...you think this storm is through..
Well, baby, I've got news for you
Repeat Chorus
song performed by by Quarterflash
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Sorrow with love
Sorrow with love,
Iam very grievious,
Very sorrowful,
The time and time again,
Why the set up, ?
I’m all feeling the perishing,
Soul within me,
Sweetly trouble increase,
The sorrow within me,
Is it a grief or a lost meaning, ?
I have suffered, lived in vein,
When love endures,
When love is lost,
When love is absurd,
These fool’s never gave us any hopes,
I know my father sustained my broken soul,
I can feel it,
Ensure the true Spiritual meaning,
No love of your’s I get,
No love shared,
No love that I really had,
But only sung for my broken soul.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Pulled Up
Mommy, daddy, come and look at me now
Im a big man in a great big town
Years ago who would believe its true
Goes to show what a little faith can do
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so strong now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I slipped, and I got pulled,
Pulled up, I slipped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up pull me up pull me up...
Pulled me up up up up up up up up
I drift away to another land
Sleeping dreaming such a simple thing
I think of things that I might be
I see my name go down in history
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so string now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up
I slipped, and I got pulled,
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I tripped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I slipped, and then you pulled
You pulled me up! pulled me up up, pulled me up...
Pulled me up up up up up up up up
I got up
cause you pulled me up
I stood up
cause you pulled me up
I got up
And that was because you pulled me up
I got up
In a little while you pulled me up
Pull me up up up up, up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
I cast a shadow on the living-room wall
Dark and savage with a profile so sharp
Keep that wonderful food on the table
Theres really no hurry Ill eat in a while
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so strong now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I slipped,
And then you pulled, you pulled me up!
Pull me up...pull me up...watch out!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Pure Gold!
Pure gold!
Given with the muse of your love;
Pure gold!
Sold with the muse of your love;
Pure gold!
Sold to all;
But, you can still invite in more people into your household.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To The Dusk
She returned
to the dusk,
so many often do
Daybreak,
an
eternity away
The
season of
wine and song,
longing and laughter
had become
dull in thought
Forever remembrances
weren't
hollow words.
But time
has it's own idea
of the memories
which remain
Struggling recollections
beg for clarity.
but her heart
knows of the lust,
and long forgotten desire
Truth
retains integrity
of eternal intent
Time and age
have the advantage
of knowing
what is best for the heart
But it's the heart
which knows what is
best for the soul.
T. Labbe`
A Fool And His Money
The longer love survives
The more it's easy to be blind
When it is obvious it's over
I put my trust in you
I spent my love and I thought I knew
But now things just don't look the same
I paid the price with a love I thought was strong
Counting on you I was wrong
Just like a fool and his money
Just like a fool, I let it slip away
Just like a fool and his money
All the love has gone
You think everything's all right
But love can change that all over night
And the hand you hold is colder
And then your fortunes fade
You really need the gold that you've thrown away
And all you believed in has changed
I paid the price for leaving love to chance alone
Now I know this bird has flown
Just like a fool and his money
Just like a fool, I let it slip away
Just like a fool and his money
All the love has gone
As the rain pours down in a starless night
And my heart longs only for you
A fool to cry
Just like a fool and his money
A fool...
Just like a fool...
Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Rubaiyat 19
You can buy everyone with gold;
Either in one shot, or slowly are sold.
Even the narcissus, pride of the world,
Sold itself, why, its crown of gold behold.
poem by Shams al-Din Hafiz
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Poem about Poetry - Telling it as it is
people who have problem
expressing themselves
keep the gold mine there
and find the tools
extract the gold ounce by ounce
let us see all its glitter and shine
without any being thrown over
people who have no problem
expressing themselves
keep the gold mine there
and let us see the gold and all its glitter
ounce by ounce without any
being glossed over
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Finding Loves Fool
Finding loves fool
loves fool you may be
but I stand in front of thee
a light covered in the shroud of lies
Where sorrow will not die
In the shroud of lies
will I be
So there look for me
If the lies should make you sorrow
Do not cry in fear of tomorrow
For I will find thee before
That marrow
And at that time
There will be no sorrow
Should your eyes still cry
then I will find you in the
in the shroud of lies
Twice as fast as
You cry
Will I fly to your side
may I wipe away the tears
Of pain and sorrow
and your fears
For now and tomorrow
Then from your tears will I form
A drink of love
And sorrow torn
then may I show you the light
Of tomorrow
Along with it the army of sorrow
And then in fight
I shall give you no sorrow
For none shall pass me
But die in the birth of tomorrow
If in case should I die
Then sprout your wings
And fly
Beyond the sight of this marrow
Then rise above
The next army of sorrow
Find me now
Without sorrow
Find me now in
Heavens tomorrow
Then see the light oh fool of love
See the light of heaven above
Then there will be no shroud of lies
And together are wings shall fly
over mountains and beyond the sea
to a place were we can both be
Without the pain and sorrow
But at the birth
Of a new tomorrow
A tomorrow were a new earth brings
The life of another
Child with wings
With these wing he shall soar
And for loves fool
The search
Begins once more
poem by Cody Byrne
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Love Has Cast Astray
Shadows cross my windowsill,
at the close of day.
Raindrops like teardrops,
I have cried since you went away.
People pass me by,
hurry on their way,
they all overlook this fool,
that love has cast astray.
Morning with the early birdsong,
greets my waking eyes.
Engines with batteries flat,
strain to come alive.
Everything is waking,
for another day,
and I remain the fool,
love has cast astray.
poem by David Harris
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