Threshold(Acrostic)
Tests the edges of time and place.
Hear the beats of lands longed to be discovered.
Reservoir of reality and of dream.
Exists in the heart of every soul.
Sanctuary and source of light or darkness.
Has in it's territory a deep, sacred quality.
Ocular and enigmatic in it's purest form.
Layers sometimes hard to breach for any intruders.
Dimension that is sensual and irresistible.
poem by William Blackman
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The Sacrament
I hear you breathe so far from here
I feel your touch so close and real
And I know
My church is not of silver and gold,
It's glory lies beyond judgement of souls
The commandments are of consolation and warmth
You know our sacred dream won't fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
I hear you weep so far from here
I taste your tears like you're next to me
And I know
my weak prayers are not enough to heal
The ancient wounds so deep and so dear
The revelation is of hatred and fear
You know our sacred dream won't fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
You know our sacred dream won't fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
You know our sacred dream won't fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
song performed by by H.I.M.
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The Sacrament
I hear you breathe so far from me
I feel your touch so close and real
And I know
My church is not of silver and gold,
Its glory lies beyond judgement of souls
The commandments are of consolation oh
You know our sacred dream wont fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
I hear you weep so far from me
I taste your tears like youre next to me
And I know
That our prayers are not enough to give
Oh the ancient runes so deep and so dear
The revelation is our patron fear
You know our sacred dream wont fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
The sacrament is you
You know our sacred dream wont fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
You know our sacred dream wont fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
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In The Dream Territory Of A Woman
In the dream territory of a woman
light and darkness
merge and unite
In the dream territory of a woman
all things ensue
except for man
In the dream territory of a woman
through the open window
rain enters, and
the breeze teases the curtains
In the dream territory of a woman
night passes on
but never rises the sun; and
there is an endless wait for the morning
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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Reality of a dream
A light conversation,
With only the ones we trust
The vision of happiness
A settled place for ones heart
The reality of a dream
Some no not were to start
The door we may rather leave alone,
For we fear the pain of disappointment
A guessing game without the answer
The reality of a dream
Runs hand and hand with
the reality of fate
Except both or walk away
Hard work with all but success
And years laid to rest
Be a curse this idea
This dream with its fears
From deterioration to motivation
The dream can be delivered
For the reality of a dream
Is that...........
Without reality there is no dream
poem by Morgan Bodden
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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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Dream On
(being, in love)
Been travelling this road for so long
My eyes are tired but I carry on
The sun lays down its golden threads
I need a place to rest my head
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
Its hard to be out here on my own
So far away, so far from home
I need to touch and feel your skin
To live this dream in sleep again
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
So dream on, dream on
Freedom comes with timeless sleep
Dream on, dream on
In the arms of night
Your silent shadow gently speaks
Dream on, dream on
This hotel rooms a lonely place
Its a one night cell I must escape
So I drink away my loneliness
So I can sleep and dream again
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
And as I fall into
The darkness of the night
You come to rescue me to
Shield me in your light
I feel your touch
The softness of your skin
You hold me close before
The day breaks in
This dreams so true
My heart it beats, it beats
It beats for you, for you
Although I am far from home now
My souls with you
So dream on, dream on
Freedom comes with timeless sleep
Dream on, dream on
In the arms of night
Your silent shadow gently speaks
So dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
So dream on, dream on
Dream on
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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In This Moment
Light is dim
Although in this moment
Light is not a welcome entity-
My mind wants to hide itself
Within the darkness of
This very early summer morning-
In this moment, I foresee no serenity and
I hear voices screaming while
In the fortress of this room
I know I am the only one present.
If only my bed, here where I lay, were a ship, I would journey years backward
To the place I lived in at all times many decades ago-
Now I know that land was non existent, even though
At the time it was my only reality.
In this moment, my only reality is within this room
Where the light is dim and
Outside this window, where the shades are pulled halfway down,
A world surrounds me-a world I cannot call my home.
Here within the place of my thoughts,
There exists a sea cobalt blue in its hue
A sea of tranquility, although it seems as if
All tranquility has just been shattered-
Even though the voices I hear screaming are terrifying and unreal-
The voice of reality is dimmer.
Threatening voices and this bed in which I lie is a boat
Now in the midst of a storm at sea, and although
I can foresee no destiny-here where I lie resting,
All is familiar to me while the real world outside is foreign, and
A threat to my existence.
So here in this moment, I close my eyes to all that I fear and I know that momentarily
I shall drift off to sleep and dream of the past-
Where I lived inside my own world of bliss and harmony-
Here In this very moment where the light of reality is dim,
My eyes are closed and I am sailing upon my magical ship,
Back to the time where fantasy brought me only peace of mind
Unaware of the day I would awaken alive in a planet they call "Earth"
Where my imaginary ship would overturn and I would find myself
Drowning in a sea of madness where there exists no recourse to fear,
In this moment where light has never been dimmer…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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No Tommorrow.
it has gone and it has come everything and nothing reality unravels it self around me it is big it is messy it is dark it has no light the light has escaped along time ago in aplace far away where light never goes u follow the darkness the eternal of silence feels good it clears u of thought and mind body and soul u are weightless u are airless thoughtless u follow a rythym of a heart beat that u know that not goes anywhere where u know u feel the rain fall the heavy drops pour on you as u escape back into reality the one time feeling of escapin all of space and time the responsibility of not doing much of or anything at all the light of nothingness is weird strange and confusing hearts beats of all and heart beats of none the dead tell no tales u die u goto nowhere u go straight to heaven affer a brief stint in hell u know that all or nuthing u wanan goto a an eternal paradise onna desert isle and b there for all time sake lost in thought lost in everything for tommorrow has died for you
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Build eternity in your Mind
the child moulds the best quality of spirit and soil; breathe
the eternal gift of life by the giver of life, the purest of soul
inherited by the pre-existed being in the universe, before
time comes into existence
the birth becomes the only contact of profane material
in the given ground to subdue, to live, to survive of what is
reality in this earthly place of immortal aura, the inner force
given by the beyond conquers known the most challenging
wave of reality, the eye that close the window of the world,
the spirited world that mankind lives, a reality that all has no
chance to swift, but to swim and lay our card according to
what our experiences man possess
all, the world gives; the family, the profession, the children,
the dream of tomorrow, our very own desire and the faith
as it lives on in our innermost feeling is just all the wisdom to
go, the spirited soul comes to experienced the fundamental
avenue of going to heaven, a vision that all dream of and live
where the sun whiten the cloth of everlasting glory with God
the moulds which you where made, comes to worship, the
beginning of your dominion in each heart, a perfect day of
reckoning heart to live in the shelter of God haven, as the
soul swings to the timing of pendulum of perfect world, the
man entity transform into a god like aura of heavenly best,
for the end has change the beginning of love in the
end time with God forever
build the beginning of your mind an entity to live with the
most high in the paradise, where all is call to live with God
in a place call ……. Pleroma of end time
poem by Antonio Liao
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Someplace
Holdhng your body close to mhne
we're spinning, propelled, then hurled
Past the stars and planets
through time and space
Entering the dimension of a distant world
Existing together alone in oneness
a unique isolation of freedom
Feelings enraptured
one for the other
A dream of reality? A theorem?
Your spirit senses my empirical passion
my heart pounds at this new beginning
Feelings so sensual
beyond all imagination
In this place phenomenally transcending
Away from the pain of the world we've known
everlastingly flying through space
I ask nothing of you
but to hold your heart
Forever in this beautiful 'someplace'.
poem by Shamal Akrayi
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Being Lost In Cloudy Skies
it is the longing
denied
that these eyes
inflict pain upon
its macular
hole
it is this darkness
that is missing light
it is this
denial that presses
truth to the
edge
banging its head
against
the unprecedented
wall
the thoughts
fly upon its big
black wings
beak pointing to
a landscape
in that dream
clouds hang
fold upon layers and layers
blurring
the vision of
your destination
it cannot go back
it has no option but to
move and fly some more
it cannot fall
its feet cut by the sharp
edges of the winds
it finally becomes
an illusion
dissolving in flight
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Vagabonder
it is a long trail
it rains so hard
you are wet and you come
upon a home of an
abandoned house to shelter
you finally
amid the tall trees
and wild grass
and darkness
the house has
a door which is closed
and a window
without light
you try taking the stairs
but the snake is there first
and it has become its
territory
it is tiring
the night is deep
the rain falls so hard
you are cold
but by then you have to
move some more
to find
time
whether it holds
a place for you
whether luck
is near
whether life still
cares.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Layers
Above are layers of atmosphere, stratosphere,
Below layers of topsoil, rock and clay,
People in layers rich and poor,
Cities built on top of cities, on top of cities.
Layers of thought conscious to unconscious,
Felt in layers asleep to awake,
In a dream of a dream, of a dream in a dream,
In a dream of a dream, in a dream.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Infinite Peace for friend Thad
The golden tones of a bronze gong
still echo although silently.
When first I heard that sacred song
whose melody enraptured me.
His treble voice was crystal clear
each note he sang hung in the air.
I felt his presence drawing near.
I longed to move but did not dare.
The treasure I had come to steal.
Was now of little interest
this sacred place was to reveal.
My evil demons dispossessed.
The scales had fallen from my eyes.
No longer ruled by lust and greed
I saw that wisdom was the prize
which would fulfil my every need.
One moment all was crystal clear
I understood reality.
Then I succumbed to abject fear
betrayed by frail humanity.
I’ve searched the world but searched in vain.
In pursuit of my endless quest.
to find that sacred place again.
Until I do I’ll know no rest
I garner knowledge as I go
and store it in my memory.
I’m glad to share the things I know
in fair exchange for what you teach me.
Perhaps one day my feet may find
the pathway to that sanctuary.
Where I can leave the world behind.
Be purged of self and simply be.
I long to hear that great bronze gong.
Which echoes to infinity
and understand the sacred song.
Which underpins reality.
Long years have passed my limbs grow weak
but still I’m forced to journey on
until I find the place I seek.
Where everything blends into one.
23-Dec-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Monday to friday blues
Feelings of despair blind those that already see in colors black and white, eyes a gift in yours and my life. Life an experience sometimes like Hard hitting beats and many a time like subtle melodies, at a time when memories existed literally.
But now exists figuratively like fantasies, dreams never to become reality, a thing of the future it will never be, cuz experience has taught me many of life’s cruel lessons you see.
I go to war with my thoughts constantly on a daily bases trying to fight these demons that govern my whole being it takes me places, places where only darkness exists,20 thousand feet underneath please, I say please, but still I seem never to be at ease.
wake me up from this dream, Wake me, so I can peacefully be, be like any other human being, dream of better things, inhale the scent that covers the winds, gaze at trees swaying as thought they were speaking to me saying…. Hang in there your day is coming, coming soon, on a half moon, I’ll send you clues, forget about those Monday to Friday blues, let’s call it truce, so you, you my dearest can become, become a better you….
poem by Thato Maluleka
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The SUn is Calling
The sun is
Calling me- I do not hear- though
Only the flapping of the wings of the
Canadian wild geese and the
Far away footsteps of
The intruders who follow me-
I can faintly hear the
Rays of the sun in the distance screaming their doleful cries,
Masked by the motion of the branches of the wild oak and cedar trees
As they shiver in the early morning’s draft-
Water rushes down the creek that adorns the trail
Beside which I walk-
Robins and cardinals chant their early morning litany-
Deer stand stalwart close to the path ahead of me-
I hear footsteps behind me as I turn my head although
All I can see is the sky-
Inside of my mind I have built a sanctuary, and
A small cabin in which to hide-
As I walk deeper into the thicket,
I begin to lose myself into another place in time-
Thee sun is calling me- I do not hear-
I have closed my eyes to the world around me and
Have lost myself inside of the world of my dreams
This world where I am omnipotent and no one is
Allowed to enter-
Somehow I find I cannot escape the grip that
This planet has made upon me-
The grip of ill fate and of mistrust-
It is the intruders who follow me
That clash with the beauty of the sun,
The loveliness of the song of the wild, and
With the mystery of the woodlands-
I would fly close to the sun with the
Canadian wild geese if I only had the wings to
Lift me off of the ground and
Carry myself to some other universe where
I could in reality be omnipotent and not afraid to sing-
To carry the tunes that keep my spirit alive as I abandon
The fear that has so deeply injured my soul-
The rays of the sun are screaming and a lone nightingale
Sings its soprano solo-
I break into a run carrying with me inside the safe haven of my thoughts,
The refuge of my delusions- and my flagging grasp on reality-
The sun is calling me-
This time I hear, as I feel the strength of my character evolving-
I look upward and see more than the sky, but
That could-be heaven and the faces of angels, as
They look down upon me in awe and admiration- I realize that
I have nothing to fear-
As nobody can rob me of my thoughts or of my imaginings and
I have come to the realization that I have found that other universe, if only in
The sanctuary of my dreams…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Jen's Wall
Love appears and with disappearance of hatred
Life begins and there is joy and happiness to lead
With her at complete command of new scene
She is at her best and usually not seen
She is in mediation
In search of new relation
To find secrets of eternal peace
Life further to be spent at ease
She has it in the vicinity
Yet unable to define serenity
She has deep sense and quality
Purest form of love and ability
May find the light
With much to offer and fight
That may take her to the tunnel
With flash of light to see and tell
Wells are dried up with no trace
No love and feelings on the face
People have turned cruel and senseless
A dream to realize with madness to chase
You are hope for self and family
That is good sign as whole really
You can cherish and live with aim
From here you can assert and claim
Draw the lines and define properly
The life may seem then very much orderly
You are the one to take correct decision
Life is with you to be lead with precision
Jen has impregnable wall
Not possible to breach or create hole
She is towering strength for times to come
Love at heart and ready to welcome
She has entire and exclusive smile
Life is still with charm to go for a while
It has accommodated family and friends as well
There is more to reveal and tell
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lost Hope Or Another Chance X876?
Im here im there im somewhere but im no where im up but im down im goto my right but then i march to my left i see darkness i see the light i see both and i see neither i have hope but dont trust it cant be hopeless but cant and shouldnt be sad should be happier but am nothing other then how i am i wish to be someone and not be a no one i know that in my mind i can be number one and not not be last but in my heart i feel disgraced feel lost wandering thru the darkest halls of eternity a madness my heart races it beats it pounds my very chest at this feeling of complete and total lonliness but yet sumhow way deep down in my very soul laying dormat a thought of happiness a pursuit a glimmer of faith my memory fades slowly but not yet must always remember first and formost if there is but anything other then sadness or sorrow in my future then i seem beaten but not yet my mind races deep down in my subconscious a thought of an angel so pure so beautiful so sweet and so devine so fine thy very memory of angelia (angel) makes my heart smile breaks these very bonds of sadness that holds me deep down in this darkness in my mind the very thought of her very essence releases me of this my mind my soul i feel as if ive risen from the dead and come back to life allover again but yet tis only but a thought but indeed is but a good thought so now there fore i am on the path but to where only i will know as i walk out of darkness and step out onto the path to light and follow my instinct for my heart beats at the very thought of angel to see an old freind like her again would lift anyone out darkness.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Metamorphosis (Renga)
Co-authored with Tim Drew
A heart’s sacred trust
Fragile and easily bruised
Murder of the soul
Sheltered by walls of numbness
Condemned to a living death
A life with no soul
The pained motion of living
No one understands
A beggar at mercy’s door
Heart and soul long to be healed
Child of innocence
No longer is the soul pure
Desperately seeking
Fervently searching for soul
Seeking warm sanctuary
Longing for answers
Shell of what was once living
Utter emptiness
Hiding from the sight of God
Yearning for a safe haven
Child of the shadows
Seeking ways out of darkness
Starving for the light
Darkness is more familiar
Invisible from our sight
Bruises unnoticed
Such tormented innocence
Self is shamed away
Tainted by the sins of man
God's love will never falter
Accepting God's light
Shame begins to melt away
Innocence reborn
True healing comes from within
By the grace of God
Shining in the light
Through Him all things possible
Innocence reborn
A new path lit by God's love
Loved unconditionally
Out of the shadows
Behold, the new child of God
Sacred trust restored
A new measure of balance
New path of truth, love, and light
Welcome this new day
Divine child shines with the light
Safe haven is found
Deep love from salvation’s hand
Rendered to this world in peace
Copyright (c) 2005 ChandaPanda and Tim Drew
poem by Chanda Panda
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A Thing of Beauty
the ruffling of the hair
on her eyelids, the billowing
light brown tresses accentuate
a delicate face, aquiline nose,
finely shaped eyebrows, luscious lips
a beauty that slices a space for
one to walk handsomely into her heart
a painter's spontaneous delight,
a ballet dancer's graceful twirl
a vantage wine - two hundred years
in the damp, dark and cold - to
finally meet daylight and reflect
the sweetness of a heartelt evening
where laughter takes over the lane of stresses
to let beauty walk the aisle of the soul,
our feet lightly tap, and our voice tempers
the air to let the luxury of nature closes in on us
so irresistible for such a light moment of the day
it's a punctuation between reality and dream
where two persons dance hand in hand to a
beauty framed in the soul, a sanctuary
where no others can reach or take away
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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