Hovering
Clouds and UFOs
Gods and Sleeping eyes
They are all hovering up above
Nothing makes sense
Weather Life
Religion Death
All these mysteries
Hovering in the mind
poem by Double A P SS
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Hovering Sombrero
Hey hovering sombrero
Gently waving in the air above the meadow
Softly floating in the sky outside the window
Hovering sombrero dont be shy
Dont... dont be shy
Dont be... terrified
When you take yourself for granted
Feel rejected and unwanted
Know youre never just a hat
Youre never only just a hat, you know
Hovering sombrero
Hovering sombrero
Time is flying like an arrow
And the clock hands go so fast they make the wind blow
And it makes the pages of the calender go flying out the window one by one
Til a hundred years are on the front lawn
And the old familiar things are mostly all gone
But the old sombrero just keep hovering on
Hovering sombrero hover on
Dont be burdened by regrets
Or make your failures an obsession
Or become embittered or possessed
By ruined hopes remember
When you take yourself for granted
Feel rejected and unwanted
Know youre never just a hat
Youre never only just a hat, you know
Hovering sombrero
Hovering sombrero
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Many Gods
Gods are too many in one religion-
That is an asking of much distaste.
Gods are like religions of adjustment,
Lots of them would affect us in different ways.
Gods may produce laughter,
But Thor is no good with thunder.
Gods are not selling me objects,
Due to the weather and frame of mind.
I live with gods and goddesses
For I am a job to do with the highest ones.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Watching Love Making Love
makes my armpits
alive again
makes my blood rush
back to my brain
makes my body
dance to the tune
of love's rock
makes my eyes blink
wild like a bird
hovering from one
tree to another
like a pornographic
movie
but i really like romance
much better
that gentle kiss
penetrating inside my
throat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rainbow Butterflies
Rainbow butterflies, hovering around
competing for nectar, where flowers are found
They know their life span is very short
they wont give up or their mission abort
To drink from the flowers whenever they can
turning into rainbows, again and again
Rainbow butterflies, hovering around
in suspended animation, where flowers are found.
poem by White Tiger
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Let me talk!
Wheather i type about my life or my dreams.
i am getting somewhere
Weather you look me up or not.
I am who i am, please don't change me
Weather i type about my hardships, don't forget me.
or or weather i close my eyes and open them
and i am still here.
My body's not, i went to heaven.
Weather this don't make sense it made sense to me
Because i am the one who's living to write.
poem by Sheniqua Lowery
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When He Was A Child
When he was a child
He did a lot of sketches
Boats, Stars, Moons,
Mountains, Clouds,
Seas, Shadows,
Mama, Papa In
His Sketchbook,
He opens them now
As tears flow from his Eyes.
The past becomes a bird
Alive hovering on his hair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Small Butterfly To The Size And Shape Of Your Lips
there is this faint
red butterfly fluttering
slowly hovering
hopping from one petal to another
in my garden
it is so beautiful and so soft to the sight
so fragile and so tender
lighter than a feather
as gentle as a baby's breath
while sleeping
it lands on my hand and then on my lips
i stand still
close my eyes
and wish that this moment shall last forever.
i am thinking of you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I keep a summer in my mind
I keep a summer in my mind
far away our youth's initial built,
windows are open on every sunshine,
There I become molecule of air,
smile of the red cloud, an ocean wave's foam.
I know of a smiling place,
where you walk in eternal blossoms
hovering entity of the winds
with your hands reaching out for it
to last in dedicated heavenly shoals.
I know of a day I invited you
my soldiers' colors celebrating a feast
and always a visitor you 'll be
to keep a rhythm, to keep a scope
suspend our Sundays of eighteen.
I know of a space filled with school desks
illuminated molecules of dust
hovering our first-born rights
with constellations in held-up skies
and I have a right to change into this -
made of rock!
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Since I Have Felt The Sense Of Death
Since I have felt the sense of death,
Since I have borne its dread, its fear—
Oh, how my life has grown more dear
Since I have felt the sense of death!
Sorrows are good, and cares are small,
Since I have known the loss of all.
Since I have felt the sense of death,
And death forever at my side—
Oh, how the world has opened wide
Since I have felt the sense of death!
My hours are jewels that I spend,
For I have seen the hours end.
Since I have felt the sense of death,
Since I have looked on that black night—
My inmost brain is fierce with light
Since I have felt the sense of death.
O dark, that made my eyes to see!
O death, that gave my life to me!
poem by Helen Hoyt
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Seeding
seeding the clouds
with doubt that is what i do
best.And for you i fly
the skies hovering
on your face. I kiss you.
and then you cry.
and then the clouds rain
and rain some
drops of your pains
i see this pleasure.
i give you clear skies.
hoping that that is
all you want. And then
you tell me. You want
them blue, in fact,
bluer than blue. I shake
my head.You are not
just irresistible. You are
also impossible.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ben Siemsin, The Burning Flame
let me be the moth
hovering around your burning flame
let me have
this happy death
while you are
still burning.....
do not ask
for the reason why
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Shall gods be said to thump the clouds
Shall gods be said to thump the clouds
When clouds are cursed by thunder,
Be said to weep when weather howls?
Shall rainbows be their tunics' colour?
When it is rain where are the gods?
Shall it be said they sprinkle water
From garden cans, or free the floods?
Shall it be said that, venuswise,
An old god's dugs are pressed and pricked,
The wet night scolds me like a nurse?
It shall be said that gods are stone.
Shall a dropped stone drum on the ground,
Flung gravel chime? Let the stones speak
With tongues that talk all tongues.
poem by Dylan Thomas
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Borderland
Am I waking, am I sleeping?
As the first faint dawn comes creeping
Thro' the pane, I am aware
Of an unseen presence hovering,
Round, above, in the dusky air:
A downy bird, with an odorous wing,
That fans my forehead, and sheds perfume,
As sweet as love, as soft as death,
Drowsy-slow through the summer-gloom.
My heart in some dream-rapture saith,
It is she. Half in a swoon,
I spread my arms in slow delight.--
O prolong, prolong the night,
For the nights are short in June!
The frost dragon
While the dark night chills the earth
it creeps sneaking in
with breath caressing the ground
covering with the kiss of death.
Like a ghoul gliding phantom like
with blue white icy eyes hovering
and nowhere it leaves tracks,
the icy dragon shakes its head,
blowing vapour ice,
freezing where it lands
like summer dew
but for its icy heart
that injures and sometimes kills.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Without Bargaining
A view from the cause,
alters the landscape in you
I surrender to the earth,
the roots. Purifying the leaves.
I tell myself, this was not me,
my music. Still my skin
has the tattoos of pandemic deafness.
I am breathing through the lips.
My attachment to death
is a private affair
my voice lies in a lake.
The butterfly in a womb.
the psalms under the rocks.
Is it ending of death
or death of ending?
I go beyond the brink,
dropp the stone in water.
When the moon touches
my eyes, like a kiss
I start sharing the menu of night.
The rimless thoughts are hovering
like small birds. I listen
to their flappings.
Can we live without bargaining?
Do you know the price?
poem by Satish Verma
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Uplift
On one whole bottle "uplifting!"
There is no telling what I'll do
Run head first into traffic
A mindset of annihilation
No sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought
Ahh... no sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought inside
Your head now
Uplift - uplifting
Uplifting now
On hallucinogenic "uplift"
I can step out of my body
Religion is in myself
I'll split my head in two and see you twice
No sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought
Ahh... no sense makes sense
You can't get bought without thought inside
your head now
Uplift... uplifting
Uplifting now...
Uplifting you now...
Give me alcohol extremeties
Instead of proofless christianity
Drunked up in a coma place
Critics disgusted
song performed by by Pantera from Reinventing The Steel
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I Stare Death in the Eyes
Every morning I wake up
To stare death in the eyes
Thinking of everyone
I put the gun away
I walk away from the eyes of death
I got through the pain everyday
Not because it happens
Because it happened
Staring death in the eyes
Makes me understand why
Slitting wrist
Buck shots to the head
Eating bullets
Become a reality
Rather than imaginary
Staring death in the eyes
Makes me more comfy
With death
To myself
To end life
Is not the way
Because of pain and others
Are why I live today
I stared death in the eyes…
And I survive to live another day
poem by Thomas Conner
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Death Cannot Take (For Brian Smith)
Death parts us, and as we deal with loss
We try to scrape together the bits and pieces
That bound us together in life’s jetsam and floss
Things that touched us, the additions, the increases
The laughter, the wisdom, the passion, the love
That made even the darkest days brighter
That clarified and increased the quality of
Life and life’s mysteries and we try to anchor
With firm memory what death tries to end
To make sense of the senseless, to order this chaos,
To preserve what we gained, to keep, to append
To push back against the overwhelming sense of loss
Death only hurts where love lives
Death cannot take what love’s memory gives
© 2011 Forrest Hainline
poem by Forrest Hainline
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Still Sleepy (but cannot sleep)
a red rose with
sixteen petals
dew on one of those
three leaves
seventeen thorns
a blue butterfly fluttering
and now hovering
proboscis
connecting
dawn, cold air
twilight, light seeping in
my mind
three hundred sheep
i am still not asleep
in my mind
light, warm light breaks in
through the shutters
of my mind ....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the morning of my life
I will see the flowers blooming
The blue clouds drifting
The sun gladly shining
The rainbow appearing
The brooks sweetly flowing
The birds flying and hovering
The trees beautifully swaying
I am the small child playing
Mama and Papa closely watching
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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