Love like An Israeli Spy
She tells me that she’s fine
But she keeps her real emotions
Protected and confined,
She’s secretive like an Israeli spy.
She always leaves me lingering in the dark
Only whispering half her thoughts,
Always concealing her heart.
I have to meditate in loneliness
And collect my shattered ideas;
We seem forever two people
Impossible of becoming one.
I don’t want to leave
But it is too hurtful to stay:
Sometimes your ability to love
Simply withers away.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Depression: Blame It On Me
You drink and yell
And somehow its all my fault
The way you act rings a warning bell
That tells me to get the hell out
The next day you might be sober
So I answer when you call
You say we didn't communicate
Or listen well at all
I start to see the lingering message
That you're blaming it all on me
You drove my emotions straight over the edge
And showed me what I didn't want to see
poem by Half Broken Teen
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Unprovoked attacks on Israel's borders, murdering Israeli soldiers, taking Israeli hostages and showering rockets targeting and killing Israeli civilians are not furthering any legitimate goal.
quote by Alcee Hastings
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Mute
The eyes
Tell me
They long to
See you
The heart
Tells me
It beats
Only for you
The mind
Tells me
To hell with you!
Seeing such
Ambivalence
Life tells me
Love is all about
Such mixed emotions
So why not admit -
I can't live without you!
Ego warns me:
You better not!
If he comes to know
He'll screw the life out of you!
Don't give in,
Don't weaken
If he knows his
Strength, he'll
Overpower you!
It's better to act
Mute to your emotions
Than let him
Exploit you!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Point Of View: II
I
In the wood of lost causes, the valley of tears,
Old hopes, like dead leaves, choke the difficult way;
Dark pinions fold dank round the soul, and it hears:
'It is night, it is night, it has never been day;
Thou hast dreamed of the day, of the rose of delight;
It was always dead leaves and the heart of the night.
Drink deep then, and rest, O thou foolish wayfarer,
For night, like a chalice, holds sleep in her hands.'
II
Then you drain the dark cup, and, half-drugged as you lie
In the arms of despair that is masked as delight,
You thrill to the rush of white wings, and you hear:
'It is day, it is day, it has never been night!
Thou hast dreamed of the night and the wood of lost leaves;
It was always noon, June, and red roses in sheaves,
Unlock the blind lids, and behold the light-bearer
Who holds, like a monstrance, the sun in his hands.'
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Hymn Of Trust
O Love Divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear,
On Thee we cast each earth-born care,
We smile at pain while Thou art near!
Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near!
When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us, Thou art near!
On Thee we fling our burdening woe,
O Love Divine, forever dear,
Content to suffer while we know,
Living and dying, Thou art near!
poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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(V – 2010) Emotions
Emotions sometimes flow as cascades!
Sometimes, dropp by dropp they drip
As does water from a broken pot!
Sometimes they stay unstiring, still
As water in a stagnant pond!
Emotions sometimes, as fireflies, flicker!
Sometimes they keep flaming fine
As steady as a candle flame!
Sometimes they flare up suddenly high
As the blaze of a burning torch!
Emotions sometimes colour our lives creatively!
Sometimes they stir a spoonful of hues
To the cup of our daily little joys!
Sometimes they splash colours bright and thick
Upon the dark monotony of our dreary days!
Emotions sometimes play a music enchanting!
Sometimes they strum a silent tune
Upon the veena of our tender hearts!
Sometimes they beat the drums hard and fast
And let our minds and lives go rocking!
Emotions make us dark and bright!
They keep us warm and cool!
But unless kept under our reins
The roost it will, oh, rule!
Emotions make us stand and move!
They keep us soft and sound!
But unless kept under our reins
Our ruin will be, oh, found!
Farewell
Farewell! I breathe that wonted prayer,
But oh! though countless leagues divide
Our gaze, our grasp, they shall not tear
My soul, my spirit, from thy side.
Waking or sleeping, thou shalt own
My fervour hovers round thee still;
And when thou deem'st thyself alone,
My whispers shall the silence fill.
And as, in summer's ardent days,
The sun withdraws not all his light,
But, long past setting, twilight rays,
Lingering, illumine half the night;
So shall our Love's enduring glow
Through lonely hours its radiance pour,
O'er our dark lot some comfort throw,
Until we blend and burn once more.
poem by Alfred Austin
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We must see what in the Israeli identity - in the Israeli - we can give to other people rather than speaking so often of taking, expanding territory.
quote by A.B. Yehoshua
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Though public pronouncements of Israeli officials emphasize peace and mutuality, unilateralism actually drives Israeli actions.
quote by Douglas Feith
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The real wit tells jokes to make others feel superior, while the half-wit tells them to make others feel small.
quote by Elmer Wheeler
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Goodbye
Waft on, thou upward breeze
From the warm south!
And on her wayward mouth
Imprint my far farewells
From these thy seas
And calm hr fears
By whispering in her ears
The sweetest tales that youthful summer tells.
Rush on, thou wintry wind,
From the high north!
Thy mightiness put forth,
And hurl the feathered foam
Afar behind.
Then, with the cries
Of birds in windy skies,
Oh bear me blithely to my southern home.
poem by Leon Gellert
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Morbid Thought
Morbid, thou bloom, in dark colored flowers
Growing in earth's most hidden bowers
Fed by the darkness of eternal night
Morbid with my expression with darkness unite.
Kept from the eyes of human sight
Morbid thoughts thou possess in silence discreet
Boiling in the dark thou brew dark deceit
Infecting thy stalk and morose lathered leaves.
Thy grief herself laments that her own soul grieves
Tempting myself, but thou darkness deceives
Your own beauty and its dark colored flowers
Growing in my soul's most secret bowers.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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My Home
My home
Or is it?
The home of the sandy shells
From the beach?
Whispering
Whispering
Whispering
Or it could be the home
Of the old fireplace?
Where the fire burns bright
In the dark
In the dark
In the dark
Could it be the home
Of the loud clock?
Going
Tick
Tick
Tick
Or the home
Of the happy music boxes?
Singing
Singing
Singing
This is my home
poem by Jesse love
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Every Face Tells A Story
Look at the man in the corner, hes sitting all alone
His blankets are made out of cardboard,
His pillows are made out of stone
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
See the man walking on the water, see the light in his eyes
He came into the world with a message to tell,
He came into the world to die
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Youre always telling stories, youre always telling me lies
Youre always telling stories, why?
So think of yourself in the water, seeing your days flashing by
Its too late to see what you wanted to be,
Youve spent all your time, you must die
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Every face tells a story it never tells a lie
Step down
And make it work out right
Im trying to get to you with my warning
Been there
For nearly half the night
Look its nearly four in the morning
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Sun's Up
The water, is calling out your name,
No your not insane,
It's whispering your name.
And the wind, pulling you closer in,
Feel it under your skin,
Feel it movin' within.
World ain't falling down again,
Well it ain't what it seems,
Well it ain't what it is;
You ain't provoked by your sin,
'Cause you can't tell a lie,
'Cause you lie within.
The sun's up,
And the surfs fine;
But there's something weighting on your mind;
The sun's up,
And the surfs fine;
But there's something weighting on your mind.
Powerful as it seems,
Forever for all the dreams...;
All that you wanna believe;
All the games,
Running through the fields,
Hoping it stays for real,
Trying to make a special deal.
Ohhh...
The world ain't falling down again,
Well it ain't what it seems,
Well it ain't what it is;
You ain't provoked by your sin,
'Cause you can't tell a lie,
Oh you lie within.
The sun's up,
The surfs fine;
But there's something weighting on your mind;
The sun's up,
The surfs fine;
But there's something weighting on your mind.
It's a powerful thing,
If you use it well....
And when it's here and it's seen,
It's something else......
Yeah...
Yeah...
Ohh..
Yeah...
The sun's up,
And the surfs fine;
But there's something weighting on your mind;
The sun's up,
The surfs fine;
But there's something weighting on your mind.
The sun's up,
The surfs fine;
The sun's up,
The surfs fine;
song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
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She Tells Her Love
She tells her love while half asleep,
In the dark hours,
With half-words whispered low:
As Earth stirs in her winter sleep
And put out grass and flowers
Despite the snow,
Despite the falling snow.
poem by Robert Graves
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Most recently, terrorist forces have captured Israeli soldiers and fired rockets into Israeli cities - both unprovoked. These acts of aggression deserve the rapid and decisive response they received.
quote by John Boehner
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What looks in (windows and rain)
Rain upon windows…
Dark bedroom walls
Shimmering pastel mists
down shadowed halls
Windows of ebon black…
and cold Crystal light
Transparently solid through
Both dark and night
Seemingly liquid… in rivulets
Of slithers of rains
Silver sheet of mercury
Over fevered panes
Half seen reflections
enshroud the palpable dark
And imagined…(or real) things
Seem to quiver, dance and spark
Leaves strike... then flee
Tossed by cold fingers of wind
Tree branches rap upon the glass
as if wanting to come in
Pull covers o’er your head
Scrinch closed your eyes e’er so tight
Tis only windows they are…
So no real reason for fright
But… for what looks back in…
Through your windows tonight
poem by David Whalen
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On the other hand, we have in Israel, an Israeli government which has been elected by the Israeli people. Their political agenda is not for peace. They are from the camp anti-peace.
quote by Rafik Hariri
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Ain't Nothin' Like The Real Thing
Ain't nothin' like the real thing, baby
Ain't nothin' like the real thing, no, no
Ain't nothin' like the real thing, baby (Ain't nothin')
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
Ooh, I've got your picture hangin' on my wall
But it can't see or come to me
When I call your name (When I call your name)
I realize it's just a picture in a frame
I read your letters when you're not near
But they don't move me and they don't groove me
Like when I hear (When I'm in your arms)
Your sweet voice whispering in my ear (In my ear)
No other sound
Is quite the same as your name (Quite the same as your name)
No touch can do half as much to make me feel better
So let's stay together
Ooh, I've got memories (Memories) to look back on
Though they help when you're gone
I'm well aware (I'm well aware)
Nothin' can take the place of you being there (Being there)
Ain't nothin' like the real thing, baby (Ain't nothin')
Ain't nothin' like the real thing, ooh baby
Ain't nothin' like the real thing, baby (Ain't nothin')
Ain't nothin' like the real thing
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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