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Energy in Tune

The mind and heart work together
To create the words of our lives
Energy we feel in the air
Living in synchronicity
With the energies around
To create the words of our lives
One day you wake up and your mind is blank
The energy has faded
And the feeling has disappeared
When the energies stop coming to you
and stop working in tune with your mind
But your mind and heart work together
can create the energy thats gone
when you've been exercising them
your mind and heart work together
To create this natural music
but when you stop the song thats inside
and start using templates
you begin to paint by number

(written in STUDY HALL on 8-31-06)

poem by Electric Tripp
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Work Of Art

Life is a ‘work of art”, and humanity is the biggest part.
We draw and paint masterpieces, and write the
Histories of each generation.
Just to show that we’ve been here
Because in our lives we live in fear.

Paintings, pictures, movies and words
With all this knowledge we still don’t learn.
For we create our heavens, and we create our hells
Look around you and you can tell.

Wars, hunger, poverty and hate
We better stop before it’s too late.
We’re already destroying all that nature is giving
“is this what we call living? ”

(if you want to see the “work of art” of humanity
Then take a white canvas and paint
“A large black dot”.
For that is humanity destroying the clean beauty
That the lord has given us.)

This canvas a work of art? Who is to say?
Can you express this life in a better way!

“Work of art” it is anything and everything that
Man puts in their minds, and it becomes
A part of the times.
For “perception becomes your reality”
And this is the work of art that I see.

poem by Louis Rams
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Spa for the Brain

writing a poetry
is putting together
scintillating vibes
of words that have
taken refuge in
each man's heart
extracting their charm
and matching them
to create a vibrant
lake of shangrila,
a spa brains far away
can take a dive to soak
up its riveting energy,
and spawn more shangrilas
for the mind to swim
in its creative endearvours

or

writing poetry
is putting together
scintillating vibes
of words that have
taken refuge in each
man's heart and which now
emerge wrapped with
gifts of meanings
the poets could extract
and match to create a vibrant lake of shangrila,
a spa brains far away
can take a dive to soak
up its riveting energy,
and in the endeavour
makes way for more
shangrilas for the mind
to swim in their quest
for - more shangrilas

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Life Energy Is Unique

Life energy is fluid energy
Distinguished from other energies.
It cannot be created
From any other energies.
Life energy is produced
Only from the life energy.
It has a drive for survival.
It has a drive for progeny.
Life energy is a single string
For the whole living kingdom.
It builds matter around it
With the help of other energies.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Thoughts give birth to a creative force that is neither elemental nor sidereal. Thoughts create a new heaven, a new firmament, a new source of energy, from which new arts flow. When a man undertakes to create something, he establishes a new heaven, as it were and from it the work that he desires to create flows into him. For such is the immensity of man that he is greater than heaven and earth.

quote by Philipus Aureolus Paracelsus
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A Sugar Rush

to wish to dream,
create a memory,
close your eyes,
and slip away to the,
place in your mind,
where time travels so slowly,
above the clouds of cotton,
the peaceful souls fly so high,

the heart will stop and miss a beat,
as the fun of games will take control,
laughter and joy are a pleasure, to,
hear,

so when you find that sugar rush,
sing from the highest hill,
is the greatest feeling of all,
to wish to dream,
create a memory.

poem by Sharron Stephenson
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Fear, conformity, immorality: these are heavy burdens. They drain us of creative energy. And when we are drained of creative energy, we do not create. We procreate, but we do not create.

quote by David McCallum
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The Inner Angel

If I look at the mind of God I can see
A vast pure energy ball grow up a tree
He is the pure inner self of us all
Connected within us contained in the ball

The white is the inner the outer is red
Energy from the outside created the dead
Like he grew up the tree he can also grow you
With red interference it’s the best he can do

Past present and future contained in the ball
It was the white energy zone which started it all
Right at the centre of life itself
He grew out the past and future himself

Attached to his mind was the vast Mister Red
Who forced exactly wrong onto his poor head
His mind had to grow whatever he could
And that was to grow everything up to be good

The red weighs deep in parts of his mind
You can see it clearly as you look through time
World War One and World War Two
He was weighted down heavily as the energy grew

Did the red grow his dolphin into a shark
Did it grow through a black Labrador to create a rottweiler bark
Did the uncontrollable red energy ball
Grow a dinosaur up ever so tall

We have the bones to prove the dinosaur
And old people to prove there was a war
Did he shoot the red energy backwards to create the bones
To question our existence in the age of the Stones

Did Jesus grow from the future into the past
To block the red energy which was growing so fast
An intelligent white ball to shoot through time
To be placed into a virgin mother of thine

The Son of God he stood out to be
Past present and future he’s contained in all three
He wanted to help dominant in all
To destroy the red contained in the ball

As the future looms I pray for the white
To force through the red ready to fight
To grow us higher to destroy the sinner
Whether dead or alive we remain inner

poem by Donna Caldwell
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Can't be undone

The truth remains same and can't be undone
The past and by gone may remain always bygone
The God has given you beautiful mind to inscribe on paper
It is how you feel and ink it on the subject matter

It does not remain then poetry
They are hidden words and not mystery
Every kind heart might have felt its impact
Let us make it as unforgettable holy act

Some one may see it as real art
Some words may be inserted as skillful craft
What actually you are doing with words?
Making it sharper than even swords?

Mind may read several things and store
It may add little or even more
The imagery may not remain ever confined
The feeling may come out and stay as defined

Poetry is reflection of clear mind
Many ideas may find mention and find
The safe refuge to come out at free will
It has to reside there and wait for still

It is like holy temple, mosque or church
You can create space, place and make search
It will create perfect environment with recognition
Only it will need proper key for ignition

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Like a harp in heaven

So beautiful
flow of a touch
reaches deeper
then any mountain
with the highest peak
subtle and Divine
is the connection
of our souls

So beautiful
I feel your energy swimming
in me, healing me
pumping love into my veins
when I touch you
my hands, my body
my heart, my soul
my mind
as I watch from within
all melts into you
in such completeness
and becomes invisible

So beautiful
I no longer feel me
I am your energy
one blue thread
maybe gold, maybe silver
how can I explain
can I find words to do so?
no, i don't think I can
simple or complex as they may be
those letters can't be expressed

So beautiful
take the whole alphabet
and make it into heaven
describe your presence there
can you?
I am going back to say;
should I even say
mine at this point
see, it is no longer mine nor yours
it just becomes ours
in trinity
we are

So beautiful
Home where hearts
beat in the rhythm
of the moment
and the heart, only one
was given to me and you

So beautiful
I don't have one heart
I carry two
yours and mine
every beat are notes of yours
that create me in new lyrics
in new music
not the music
my ears hear
but the music
the soul plays
like a harp in heaven

poem by Kasia Fedyk
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Can't Stop

I Can't Stop [Controversy Music]
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I can't stop this feeling I got
I feel it right down to my toes
I can't stop this feeling I got
My body want you don't you know
I can't stop this feeling I got
It's running all down my leg
I can't stop this feeling I got
Why you wanna make me beg
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
You know I can't sleep at night
I can't stop you know I love you a lot
I never want you out of my sight
I can't stop this feeling I got
I get to shakin' all in my shoes
I can't stop this feeling I got
The doctor said there's nothing that he can do
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
My body wants you. I want you, want you
I can't stop this feeling I got
Baby, baby, baby. Yeah
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
No.
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
I can't stop this feeling I got
Feeling, feeling, feeling, ooh.
Huh, if that don't work
Yeah what

song performed by by Prince
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Author's Inspiration

My fingers do not type the words on the page; they do not draw delusions on a thin piece of white lined paper. They are not meant for the works of art to be used and unworthy for. My fingers are worthy enough to paint pictures inside your cognizance, more than painting a paintless sheet that means nothing to me. My fingers work as if every picture I paint in my mind, inspires them to write the unwritten page, to make it a master piece. But not every inspiration inside my mind, will take merely a second to create. It takes time, patience, and art to smear the writings onto a page. Author inspiration is from what comes from the heart; deep and dark, inspring and light - it's as if it was left inside its cage. No freedom, no light, no darkness, no being of a creature that the render of the paper, simply gave up on inspiring the little ones'. It's as if this mere creature was left within a white blank world. No colors to paint, no words to express. An author inspiration is formed when they see or hear other works of art, whether it's music to their ears, movies they wish to be in, life and feelings that they feel or positioned in, or other writings that they write something else about - but as an inspiration from them. An inspiration can be from anything from the outside world, from what happens inside one's life, to what creates such imagination within one's thoughts that coats the page with color and creativity. Anyone can be talented. Anyone can have an inspiration. You just have to feel and be it.

poem by Alicia Meyers
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Talent Fights Talent, Ego Fights Ego

God is supreme, creation of people! !
Supreme people create god supreme!
Where is the beginning and end of the logic?
Mind breaks, in heart fear creates!
Does supreme man create mind, heart and fear?
Spontaneous, natural and automatic! !
Talent breaks talent, logic devours logic!

One talent creates the dyke
How to demolish it, is busy working mine
Everything is within the mind, nothing is out side it!
People is the supreme, you say the truth!
I am the supreme working to make it untruth.

Really! really! things are spontaneous, natural and automatic!
Ego fights ego, talent fights talent, logic devours logic!

poem by Abdul Wahab
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Cant Stop

Oh yeah
Yeah
Cant stop thinkin about you
No, I cant stop thinkin about you
In the morning day or night
I tremble at your sight
Its impossiable to fight,Ive tried
Now youre in my head
And your mind Ive read
Gonna stop the words you say
Now i
-chorus-
Cant stop thinkin about you
I cant get you off my mind
Ohhhh I cant stop thinkin about you
Thinkin about you all the time
Cant stop thinkin about you
I cant get you off my mind
Ohhh I cant stop thinkin about you
Thinkin about you all the time
Cupids heart seeped through
And all along you knew
I just want you to be mine
Nothin I can do
Im all wraped up with you
Even if I wanted to
Iam out of time
-chorus-
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
Why
Ohhh yeah
-rap break x 4-
Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the clock
Not a second passes,
I cant stop
-break x 4-
Cant stop(cant stop)
Cant stop it
Cant stop(cant stop)
Cant stop
Take me to a place
Where I can always see your face
I really lost my way this time
Tell me what it means
Iam bursting at the seams
Youre in my thoughts, my dreams
Yet i
-chorus-
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
Cant stop,yeah
Cant stop
Cant stop
Whoa

song performed by by Hanson
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Conscious Intent Of The Mind

We all create with our mind
and so it is we find
so much diversity that challenges our days.
We create the freedom and the uneasiness
of movement in our own maze.
Some come in with humble beginnings
and never create any beauty.
Some come in with silver spoons
and believe it is not their duty
to contribute the seeds of kindness
and therefore their creations
become lost in a maze of blindness.

Some come in with a world of pain
and see right through it, don't let it remain.
For they've found the secret for happiness.
They revel in the sun and in the rain.
The secret is to never think of the future
and focus on the now.
And then the pain can be dealt with
as we uncreate it somehow.

So as humans we must learn to create
the thing that makes us content.
We must work at it every day
and make it our conscious intent.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Cant Stop Rockin

I heard about the rock for sometime, I know.
Its easy to do when you feel the roll.
Makes you want to get up, makes you wanna move your feet.
No matter how its done you know it cant be beat.
cause I cant stop rockin,
No, I cant stop rockin.
Well, I cant stop rockin,
Baby, till I lose my mind.
Somebody said its wrong but I know its all right,
Then it really hits you like a shot in the night.
Im never gonna stop as long as I can stay.
Listen to me now, cant you hear me say,
I cant stop rockin,
No, I cant stop rockin.
Well, I cant stop rockin,
Baby, till I lose my mind.
I like to work it down low, I like to work it to the top.
And when it starts rockin I aint never gonna stop.
Get yourself loose, get yourself high.
I love to feel the motion and Im tellin you why.
cause I cant stop rockin,
No, I cant stop rockin.
No, I cant stop rockin
No matter what they do do do do do or say.
No matter what you do do do do do or say, no no.

song performed by by ZZ Top
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A man at work, making something which he feels will exist because he is working at it and wills it, is exercising the energies of his mind and soul as well as of his body. Memory and imagination help him as he works.

quote by William Morris
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Stop

So you talked to my girl
When I don't want you to,
Want you to.
Just the thought of you holding her
When I don't want you to,
Want you to
Won't do.
No, no, no,
It won't do, no.
Stop! Stop!
You're trying to break it up between us.
Stop! Stop!
Don't want a broken heart between us.
Oh please, forget about it.
Make your mind up
What you're going to do about us.
So you talk better than me
And you know, you know it, know you know it
And if you want to get her from me
And you know you know it, know you know it,
Won't do, no,
I'm telling you it won't do, no.
Stop! Stop!
You're trying to break it up between us.
Stop! Stop!
Don't want a broken heart between us.
Oh please, forget about it.
Make your mind up
What you're going to do about us.
Stop! Stop!
You're trying to break it up between us.
Stop! Stop!
Don't want a broken heart between us.
Oh please, forget about it.
Make your mind up
What you're going to do about us.
***
[repeat these lines through fadeout]
Stop! Stop!
You're trying to break it up between us.
Stop! Stop!
Don't want a broken heart between us.
***

song performed by by Moody Blues
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Get Some Well Deserved Rest

Get some well deserved rest
My dear poet
Because you worked already 120 hours
So that you could stay on top of your work
Yes the stress come with your work load
And sometimes the work load is much heavier then you already know
Also I want to tell you that you shouldn't kill yourself over work
But sometimes it is ok to take a rest
And when you take a rest you will be able to work better
Also sometimes your mind gets overworked
And that is because your mind runs out of energy

poem by Aldo Kraas
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So In Love

I can’t think of anything to write
I want to make a piece that rhyme
But words are very hard to find

I don’t know what I should say
Would anyone bother to stay
And take time to wait for my way

Some people say, I write from the heart
And I truly agree because it’s not a lie
For what I write is what I feel inside

I have this wonderful feeling to share
But how come that I can’t create
My mind seems floating in the air

Tonight that I am with my dearest love
My heart beats too fast and I’m almost numb
I’m in cloud nine so please do understand

Ahaha… I’m so in love and I feel so high
Forgive me for I’m almost out of my mind
To share you a better piece, maybe next time

poem by Rose de Ramar
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Sitting at work

sitting at work..so much on my mind
so much to do..so little time
Lots of filing..and reports to write
doe'snt feel lik progress in sight

Thinking of that..thinking of this
what I complete and what I will miss
As my mind wanders..work falls behind
I need to get busy..and steady my mind

My heart tells me to call to call my boss
but my words seem at a loss
I need to pull myself together
and do my job and best work ever.

poem by Rhonda Hiler
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