Love Is Seemingly Out of the Question
I was very much impressed
By her floral dress
When we met
In the empty church
By the votive alter,
But I was mystified
And my soul distressed
By her pale and melancholy face;
I was certain I saw it before
In an ancient wedding
From another lifetime
Or restful in a casket.
She can’t be
What she currently pretends,
A stranger or anonymous friend
Willing to extend her thin hand
Without preconditions
Too difficult to comprehend.
I stared at her
For a minute eternity
The way someone does
When they’re in love with you
Or seek your execution
But then I felt the anchor-like weight
Of her heartfelt reproach
And disciplined my eyes.
I was surprised
And smiled
When she scraped
Some latent thought
Beneath the surface
Of my mind and said,
“I would make love to you tonight,
But you would want my bracelet
Or some other keepsake
As if the perfume of my essence
Wasn’t sufficient for your memory.”
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Mystified
Written by lindsey buckingham and christine mcvie.
Oh...
Pretty baby
This feeling I just cant hide
You got me mystified
Oh...
Pretty darling
This feeling is deep inside
You got me mystified
The light that shines around you
It blinds my eyes
Theres a magic surrounds you
Tell me where your secret lies
Oh...
Pretty darling
This feeling is deep inside
You got me mystified
Oh...
Pretty baby
This feeling I just cant hide
You got me mystified
You got me mystified
Mystified
Mystified
Mystified
Mystified
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Really Mystified
He will break your heart, if you go with him.
Tear it all apart, and that would be a sin.
Im really mystified, I even sat right down and cried.
Im the one that needs you, I love you constantly.
Answer me, I need you, Im waitnig patiently.
Im really mystified, I even sat right down and cried.
Darling, if I let you go by, Ill be living in a dream of emptiness.
The feeling in my heart, my mind and my soul, if you would surely cure my loneliness.
He will break your heart, if you go with him.
Tear it all apart, and that would be a sin.
Im really mystified, I even sat right down and cried.
Darling, if I let you go by, Ill be living in a dream of emptiness.
The feeling in my mind, my heart and my soul, if you would quickly cure my loneliness.
He will break your heart, if you go with him.
Tear it all apart, and that would be a sin.
Im really mystified, I even sat right down and cried.
Ooh yeah, mystified.
Really mystified.
Really mystified.
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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To Stone I Turn
If not a slave of this world, I am a slave of God
Wearied in chains, my soul oppressed
I walk with leaden feet
To a feat I trod
My solace warms, in a soul dressed
by the virgin's blood and
Magdalene's tears.
With their succor
I quench my fears
Its love impressed,
My soul never leers
Still the chains don't chain my will,
a will sick with desire.
Outwitting my simple soul
My will tempts the mire
To swamp not just the earth,
but slime God's soul as well
So in misery my soul can dwell
And in hell burn in fire.
Mystified in God's quay….
In my plumbeous chains, saturnine my soul turns
Wearied by the trod.
Treading lead, the color gray
Like an angel I fly away.
Where souls land and
pray to God
Hoping their soul never burns
To stone, my soul turns
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Empty church turnround
Father O'malleys Godspel
Church seats full..Soul'd out.
haiku by Ken e Hall
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To be a votive...
Oh to be the smile you adorn
Oh to be the twinkle in your eyes
Oh to be the melody in your voice
Oh to be the grace in your dance
Oh to be the poise of peace in you
Or to just be a votive to sunshine……
Oh to be the wind to braid your hair
Oh to be the earth to feel your feet bare
Oh to be the water to quench your thirst
Oh to be the fire to illuminate your temple
Oh to be the sky to echo your prayers
Or to just be a votive to sunshine………..
poem by Rishi Votive
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The Secret Marriage
No earthly church has ever blessed our union
No state has ever granted us permission
No family bond has ever made us two
No company has ever earned commission
No debt was paid no dowry to be gained
No treaty over border land or power
No semblance of the world outside remained
To stain the beauty of this nuptial hour
The secret marriage vow is never spoken
The secret marriage never can be broken
No flowers on the alter
No white veil in your hair
No maiden dress to alter
No Bible oath to swear
The secret marriage vow is never spoken
The secret marriage never can be broken
song performed by by Sting
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A Posy Of Pink Roses
A posy of pink roses
stand on the alter of my church.
The roses maybe artificial,
but it is what they represent.
There is always a welcome
for anyone visiting here.
They can come to the church for guidance
or comfort there.
They may come from everywhere
and the door is always open
to welcome you inside.
They can pray a bit,
reaching out to our Lord,
or they can come in for a chat
about what is troubling them.
For whatever reason they come
the door is always open
with posy of pink roses on the alter
as sign they are welcome there.
9 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Joy of My Youth
The morning is cold,
the moon slung low
lighting the snow
iridescently blue
In the dark, glowing church
red votives flame
throwing bright prayers
to the ceiling
Introibo ad altare Dei,
The old priest intones
“I will go
to the alter of God”
and I quickly recite
Ad Deum qui laetificat
juventutem meam
“To God,
the joy of my youth.”
The church is empty,
but still we go on,
chanting the ancient love-songs
to the One who lives
in the flickering flame
to the One who rises
in ascending incense
and hears our words
and becomes them.
poem by Steven Federle
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Sex & The Church
Though the idea of compassion
Is said to be
The union of christ
And his bride, the christian
Its all very puzzling
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church
And the church
All the great mystic religions
Put strong emphasis, on
Redeame this spiritual qualities
Of sex of sex
Chrstianity
Has been pretty modern
About sex
Of sex of sex of sex of sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
I think there is a union
Between the flesh and the spirit
Its sex and the church
Sex and the church
All religions mother
Give me youre freedom of spirit
And the joys of the flesh
Of sex sex sex and the church
Give me youre freedom of spirit
And the joys of the flesh
Of sex sex sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church
And the church
Sex sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church
And the church
Sex sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
Sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex sex
song performed by by David Bowie
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Little Altar Boy
Little alter boy, I wonder could you pray for me?
Little alter boy, for I have gone astray
What must I do to be holy like you?
Little alter boy ,oh, let me hear you pray
Little alter boy, I wonder could you ask your lord
Ask him, alter boy, to take my sins away
What must I do to be holy like you?
Little alter boy, oh, let me hear you pray
Lift up your voice and send a pray above
Help me rejoice and fill that prayer with love
Now I know my life has been all wrong
Lift my your voice and help a sinner be strong
Little alter boy, I wonder could you pry for me?
Could you tell our lord Im gonna change my ways today?
What must I do to be holy like you?
Little alter boy, oh, let me hear you pray
Little alter boy please let me hear you pray!
song performed by by Carpenters
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Saturn seems to have impressed the seal of melancholy on me from the beginning.
quote by Marsilio Ficino
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War Dead
As the sun sets tremulous,
The carrion church wardens,
Shadowy paradoxes, stand sentinel.
The pale eyed dead look on silent
At this memorial to conflict.
These stark floral tributes;
Wreaths woven in blood red
These poppies of sacrifice,
To the slaughter of wars past.
They do not glorify war.....no,
But honour the long dead.
(in memoriam Rupert Brooke)
P H Brookes Copyright 2011
poem by Paul Brookes
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A change around
Nothing has changed around
Everything is in order and nicely found
There is no dramatic change or any deviation
There is no abnormality in question
Everything is there as usual
Even if we notice as casual
There may be slight variation in nature
Any change is welcome for the future
What a lovely morning with fine dews
Show of magical spell for the views
Its slow disappearance from the scene
No where it can be presented or seen
Golden rays falling delicately on the ground
Birds present melodious melancholy with sound
Human life comes to awareness with emergence of the day
Surely to look forward and find some way
With day light to it s full zenith
Entire world is heaving under the beneath
Many new arrivals with meeting of certain deaths
Some where floral tributes and some where floral wreaths
Change is always integral part of the system
No one can even slightly alter them
It is already beautiful and nothing more to add
It is in your hand to feel so good or even bad
There is no disharmony and looks so congenial
We got to accept it and offer no denial
It is human psychology to present something new
It is for others to accept it or take it for review
The sun can’t be shadowed by human being
Such foolish orders can’t be accepted even from king
Anything thought or acted contrary
May make it redundant and unnecessary
Add some color or fragrance
See and feel it in everybody’s presence
You have no other way than to fall to its dictates
You may have immense pleasure as it indicates
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Girl On Terrace
I see a girl,
Standing on terrace,
Face covered with long curls,
Staring in the empty space,
She’s watching the stars, or the clouds,
I don’t know,
But her pale face is glowing in moonlight,
Showing her mood is a bit low,
She’s trying to catch,
Someone in the empty air,
Realizes soon it was just a shadow,
And lies back on the empty chair,
Her face is again in her hands,
Seems like gaining some words or thoughts,
Just a second passed and I hear a sob,
It seemed she was in pain,
Something hurt her a lot,
She was continuously touching,
The chair beside her,
Slowly and affectionately,
Like she was touching a person,
Close to her,
Again she realized,
There was no one sitting there,
It was again a shadow,
And seemed like she was going to shatter….
Suddenly, I saw a smile,
Reflecting pain, on her face,
Maybe she remembered something good from her past,
Or just an incident case,
She flinched,
As she remembered something,
Her face was worse than I first saw,
Her silent sobs now louder,
Than any other creatures creeping,
It seemed she was living an empty life,
Full of darkness and shadows,
I don’t know what had happened to her,
Wonder if she was hurt by circumstances, friend or foe?
Suddenly, she stood up,
And was going back downstairs,
The rhythm of stick, made me realize she was blind,
Maybe that was the pain,
Beneath her beautiful pale layers,
But I soon realized,
Her pain was more than that,
Of course,
I wanted to ask about the person in her empty shadows,
The reason for her silent sobs,
But that young girl,
On the terrace,
Sometimes smiling, sometimes sobbing,
With her pain and empty shadows,
Was lost………….
poem by Apurva Jain
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Mystified
Im sitting here looking at your picture
I see a light all around your head
You got a green I aint never seen
And what a strange shade of red
And everything is turning inside out
And something gets ahold of me
And turns me inside out
There is a place where the others go
You can forget everything you know
But every night is the same to me
Lying awake and longing to be
Mystified
Cannot help myself
Mystified
Could not stop myself
You got a wishing well in your eye
The surface starts to ripple
Pardon me, what might your entendre be?
Im seeing double, sometimes triple
Every thought wears a thin disguise
Its not a thing that I can verbalize
But if you knew what I was looking for
Youd get off your ass and walk out that door
Mystified
Last night I was laying down sleeping
You know I was dreaming all to myself
In the evening, darling when the sun goes down
Whoa! you know its mighty hard to tell
Tell me what more can a good man do?
You hold the world hostage in your mind
Standards and practices are well defined
But if you choose to walk a different road
Hold onto your hat, your head might explode
Mystified
song performed by by Utopia
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Doubts
When she sleeps, her soul, I know,
Goes a wanderer on the air,
Wings where I may never go,
Leaves her lying, still and fair,
Waiting, empty, laid aside,
Like a dress upon a chair. . . .
This I know, and yet I know
Doubts that will not be denied.
For if the soul be not in place,
What has laid trouble in her face?
And, sits there nothing ware and wise
Behind the curtains of her eyes,
What is it, in the self's eclipse,
Shadows, soft and passingly,
About the corners of her lips,
The smile that is essential she?
And if the spirit be not there,
Why is fragrance in the hair?
poem by Rupert Brooke (1913)
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Two Peas In a Pod
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Panting...
And rushing out of breath.
To be in step,
And in sync with thought!
Never ones to rant,
Neither of them can't.
They have chosen a life for them that works.
Baggage free and deserted of jerks!
And those who have totally gone berserk,
With degrees to academically define...
An absence of common sense,
In their densed state of minds!
Trying to explain...
A dimming light in their brains!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
They don't try to meet
Expectations that defeat
Or deceive!
They don't try to make enemies,
Just to see if they can beat them!
And they match each other,
When the other...
Isn't there to make a pair.
This doesn't matter.
In their minds.
In their hearts.
When such feeling surrounds them,
Everywhere.
Not caring who believes it!
This is theirs and they receive it!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
Panting...
And rushing out of breath.
To be in step,
And in sync with thought!
Never ones to rant,
Neither of them can't.
They have chosen a life for them that works.
Baggage free and deserted of jerks!
And those who have totally gone berserk,
With degrees to academically define...
An absence of common sense,
In their densed state of minds!
Trying to explain...
A dimming light in their brains!
Two peas in a pod.
Each other needed.
To feed a wish...
To be together,
And not mystified!
By those who seek,
To pierce their privacy...
With eyes that pry,
To probe inside!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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~ If Love Not Given ~
~ IF LOVE NOT GIVEN ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
26.09.09
Why fire of tune
Ignite in my soul?
Why lulu love
Deluge you in my soul?
Why glittery starry garland
Decor you on my neck?
Why touch-travel
O’er my soul
Like rill breeze?
Why vermillion red
Nascent Sun God
Gander at me from east?
Why sway me
By bedecking smile
Like refulgent sky?
Why touch me
Like blooming buds
Smiling at me?
How I’ll embosom
Encrypt bind moor
Your vast euphony
Riches rapture rhapsodic
In my wee bosom
If love not given?
Your entire floral love décor
How I’ll keep wreath
If love not
Given in my soul?
Why keep me
Pale placid turbid
Instead florid limpid
If love not
Given in my soul
In towering
Pellucid teemingness?
If love not given…?
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Melancholy Mood
A little collie weed to ease I grief
too much agony living in the limits of big city
a little collie weed to meditate
too much insanity in this society
melancholy mood I eat for my food melancholy mood
rise this morning smile with the sun
oh I'm blessed another day has begun
everything in life has its purpose
find its reason it has its season
melancholy mood I eat for my food melancholy mood
tears leave my eyes I just want to fly
deep down I feel pain
but I know I must rise again
from this melancholy mood melancholy mood
melancholy mood I eat for my food melancholy mood
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Flos Lunae
I would not alter thy cold eyes,
Nor trouble the calm fount of speech
With aught of passion or surprise.
The heart of thee I cannot reach:
I would not alter thy cold eyes!
I would not alter thy cold eyes;
Nor have thee smile, nor make thee weep:
Though all my life droops down and dies,
Desiring thee, desiring sleep,
I would not alter thy cold eyes.
I would not alter thy cold eyes;
I would not change thee if I might,
To whom my prayers for incense rise,
Daughter of dreams! my moon of night!
I would not alter thy cold eyes.
I would not alter thy cold eyes,
With trouble of the human heart:
Within their glance my spirit lies,
A frozen thing, alone, apart;
I would not alter thy cold eyes.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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