I Have Only but One Audience for My Daft and Inane Efforts
I have only but one audience for my daft and inane efforts in 'explanations'……. and its u.
Not as valiant, not as polished, not as commanding as …….
Fear of rejection and critique overwhelm my better judgment
Will I go to the grave with my knowledge and power?
becoz I have not grown, am still a servant even though I own it all
Untill that day……..
Remember them days wen we were young, timid and wild all at once
The wrld was our stage and we played the stars so well
we could be millionaires from the box office figures
We were the main stars of our lives the heroes and not the vilains.
the supporting cast were a hindrance most times
Adding that suspense, that excitement sending adrenalin shocks into the mainstream
but in the end only cinderella has a happy ending, life is never a fairytale
The epilogue sent us home leaking through our eyes
the streams of salty waters would just not stop
Replaying the act in the mind, tiresome and weary
the vivid images of the your hands on my hips and
the closenes of your heart to my full breast
Only bring confusion and the need and
the passion to replay again all at the same time
Engraved in the heart are the seemingly powerful messages and
bright moments that forever are hidden in my soul
I like the sonets the imagery the irony
Make it clean and simple the layman will get the point even inspiration can overwhelm him
Timidity naïvity maybe but raw fresh and youthfull adolescent and green,
will bloom in the latter like Job of old
Dickens of the 19th century with all the genoiusity (complicated mind, maturity, not necessarily all knowing, witty and brainy)
will need tutor dor on hip hop culture
Freedom of mind exploring the virgin territory unknown posibilities
and intergrating the forbiden and the norm never afraid of an escapade
Evolution thru progressive action with the pen and paper
no longer stagnent but advancing and bringing fruitition
The yoyo man in the eyes of the aged is uncultured bad mannerd
and not at all patriotic but intensely hooked to foreign ideologies
Filled with reverence but not worshiping
the young lad with a free will and mind will certainly be at logerheads always with the grey haired ones
Thesaurus has no explanation for his burning desire and craze for literature
poem by Stephen Evans Heremesi
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Hips Sway
Not the harsh sunshine
Cast soft dusk ambers instead
Brow furroughs not be shown
Let only clarity be read
Sway. Just sway
Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
And like the road
That tells of no fatalities
Let me fool you one more time
Nievete travels smooth-Just fine
When you're with me
Sway Just sway
Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
Let the sweet of my lips
Linger on your finger tips
Longer than the rational of time
Not trying to keep you
Not trying to make you mine
Sway. Just sway
Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
So when the night shadows
No longer move my way
Persuaded you can not be
Not even one more day
Impaled I will not be
Instead retreat to mountain tops
To face the sky and say
Remember how we used to sway
Close your eyes now
Sway.
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
poem by Atty Davis
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Forever Free
i was imprisoned
behind bars
there was no way
my physique could be out
i do not mind
the devils in them
could not
let me dwell here
my mind long ago gone
and discovered, peace, ecstacy
behind these brown and stained iron grills
never can they contain
my heart that had gone astray
beyond their naked eyes
no they can never spoil
the love from within me
not with their uncaring soul
not with their whips of desolation
my heart will forever be free
wild and free..
this soul they cannot tamper
they could not hold it within a moment
for it had long gone away
beyond their wild dreams and imaginations
for it can freely adore
and appreciate deeply
the presence of the omnipotence..
maybe they thought i am theirs
but it will never never be
i am young, wild and free
my mind is as wild as an eagle
my soul as ravaging as a bull
my heart just beats for love..
behind these bars i am me
a mind, a heart a soul forever free..
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Desire
A- anita
R- ray
A:- come closer baby
I wanna touch you
cause Im filled with desire
Its burning in the block, with a fever like fire
Desire!
Chrous
A:- oh... theres something on your mind
When you look across the room I know theres something you can find
Oh... youre on the borderline
When I look into your eyes I know theres something on your mind its called desire
R:- desire!
The call of the heart
Fix you up and dish my apart
Attraction, without satisfaction
Sure aint enough, cause you want interaction
Now, not a moment to waste
Hunger in you know wanna to be
Pulling at your heart, buring in your bud
With people like fire, desire
R:- lust, when your body says much
You can wish at a star, but dont trust luck
If you beaten by book, hooked on the draw
Then look for a girl to share your love
Heaven, where the angelsdont go
Heaven, where dicks turn to green
Its pulling at heart, ruuning in your head
Makes your skin scream, uh desire!
Chrous
R:- desess
Leave those bodys alone, you got it on your mind and youre not the only one
Attraction, the kiss of introduction
Look into our eyes and the kiss becomes abduction
Here, where the angels dont go
Heaven and nothing but dicks
You playing with your heart, playing with your life
But you know you got to start, desire
A:- oh... you fill me up
You fill me up
You fill me with desire
Oh... something on you mind
Something on your mind
Hay... hay...
Oh... burning like fire!
A:- yeah! you fill me with desire
You fill me with desire
Hey... boy
Something on your mind
Something on your mind
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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You Overwhelm Me
(robert palmer)
You overwhelm me,
When you move your body next to mine
Wont you tell me
How you always know whats on my mind
Its a fever you know how to soothe
And a calm contentment
Only you can get to
You overwhelm me
Oh babe I think you look so fine
I may be turned around
Youll show me the way
I may be tired of trying
Youll show me the light of day
My imagination is fired
I had only dreamt love could be so inspired
You overwhelm me
When you move your body next to mine
Its a fever you know how to soothe
And a calm contentment
Only you can get to
You overwhelm me, baby
You fill my soul with desire
Only fools arent afraid to be burned by fire
You overwhelm me,
When you move your body next to mine
Wont you tell me
Oh babe I think you look so fine
You overwhelm me yeah
Wont you tell me
How you always know whats on my mind
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Soul Evolving, Mind Responding
Spirit communication –
spiritual transformation
beyond your wildest dreams
Learn to be free, says he,
don’t refuse new inspiration
widening boundaries
Freedom is no limitation
to knowledge, unlimited
truth and wisdom
Freedom is rejection of all
that heart and mind
revolt against
Freedom is discarding error
in the light of
new evidence
Soul evolving, mind
responding…
poem by Louise Tredoux
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Star Child
A child 5 years of age stared into the sun
She stared into the bright lights so long it
Burnt a hole in her mind and branded her eyes
It imprinted upon her soul, mysteries of both young and old
And then shed close her eyes tight to feel the darkness
Shes a dancing girl, dancing girl
She danced so fast, so fine
She danced around with her eyes shut
To see the stars in her mind
A spinning jupiter, a spinning mars
She herself was just a singing star
A breathing constellation
Cause shes a bright point of light
Traveling through the skies of her mind
Oh and how she knew the stars
And the map of the human heart
For long lengths of time, shed stay in her mind
And follow roads back, ancient tracks and primitive times
When giant birds lifted themselves of
Starry wings to burn white, fiery silhouettes into the night sky
Shes a dancing girl, dancing girl
She danced for them
And she followed all the lines back
To where they did begin
She saw her mother in pegas wings
She felt her father in a scorpial sting
A genetic constellation
Cause she was a bright point of light
Traveling through the skies of her mind
Oh and how she knew the stars
And the map of the human heart
She saw bursting flowers made of lucride stone
Shooting stars who songs sang to her bones
She saw stories her grandfather used to tell
His flesh was frozen was frozen and kept so well
And a clear meeting of words, but pictures to
Tell her what she knew she needed to hear
Shes a dancing girl, dancing girl
She danced so fast, so well
And she danced until her knees got weak
And all resistance fell
And all the walls, they came tumbling down
She stood eyes open, back on the ground
Wiser, full of glory
She was a bright point of light
Traveling through the skies of her mind
Oh and how she knew the stars
And the map of the human heart
song performed by by Jewel
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Bring Back The Time
You sit alone in your room;
your mind wanders
to the sound of a tune.
A tune that was a hit
so long ago when you were young.
You remember the first time you heard it,
and where you were at the time.
Suddenly a memory springs
from the back of your mind.
Coloured lights and dancing feet
move across your mind.
Your wish now is
bring back the time.
Bring back the days
you remember so well.
Days when there was
a new dance craze every week,
when groups played instruments
before the synthesiser was born,
when songs had lyrics
that everyone could sing
and a tune everyone could hum.
Bring back the teenage time
before the years flew away.
Now in reality I sit and smile,
wishfully thinking I could
bring back the time.
poem by David Harris
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Stars have eyes! !
Stars have eyes
Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars full of soul
Look any longer they take control
Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars behold the sight
Look any longer and glide free like a kite
Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars oh what a smile
Look any longer they’ll lite your darkness for a mile
Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars share the love
Look any longer you know it comes from above
Well now you’ve seen the eyes on stars
Shared the beautiful soul amazed by their wonder
Enchanted by the smile
And overwhelmed by the love
But look any longer you will see the pain
The pain on the eyes of stars
Never to be concealed by the rain
The eyes on stars cry
Never to be wiped dry
The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry blood tears
Permanently there reminding of fears
The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
They cry blood
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes smile
Stars have eyes
Stars eyes.
Lerato Ladyfair Shuping
poem by Lerato Shuping
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Lonely Tear
I close my eyes and you are there
As you stand in front of me
I reach out my hand to hold you
As you have set my soul and mind free
You then give me a smile and then a kiss
And now my heart and soul is on fire
I tremble and shake with thoughts only of you
My heart is full of want and your desire.
You then close your eyes and walk towards me
We then kiss with both passion and need
You gave me what I want I gave you what you have
To each other our passions we will feed.
You then step away to show me who you are
I ravish you with my hands and eyes
I then caress your breasts and touch your lips
Once again I am a man deep inside.
You turn around just one more time
To prove to me that your the woman for me
I take a deep breath it explodes in my soul
My soul and mind of all other women is free.
You take me by the hand and lead me to our bed
We lay down together with you at my side
Your head is on my chest and my hands in your hair
My passion for you for this night I will not hide.
You then make me a man I can barely stand
I look at you as you are covered with silk and lace
We then kiss again you’re my lover and friend
As I can see the pleasure upon your face.
I open my eyes and now you are gone
And sadly it was a dream you are no longer here
I now forget the passion and the words I had spoke
Now I walk away alone, with one lonely tear.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Same Old Sun
Eric woolfson - lead vocal
Tell me what to do
Now the light in my life is gone from me
Is it always the same
Is the night never ending
Tell me what to do
All the hopes and the dreams went wrong for me
Theres a smile on my face
But Im only pretending
Taking my life
One day at a time
Cause I cant think what else to do
Taking some time
To make up my mind
When theres no one to ask but you
The same old sun would shine in the morning
The same bright eyes would welcome me home
And the moon would rise way over my head
And get through the night alone
And the same old sun will shine in the morning
The same bright stars will welcome me home
And the clouds will rise way over my head
Ill get through the night on my own
Tell me what to do
Now theres nobody watching over me
If I seem to be calm
Well its all an illusion
Tell me what to do
When the fear of the night comes over me
Theres a smile on my face
Just to hide the confusion
Taking my life
One day at a time
Cause I cant think what else to do
Taking some time
To make up my mind
When theres no one to ask but you
The same old sun would shine in the morning
The same bright eyes would welcome me home
And the moon would rise way over my head
And get through the night alone
And the same old sun will shine in the morning
The same bright stars will welcome me home
And the clouds will rise way over my head
Ill get through the night on my own
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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S7
early morning eyes
fresh from their dreams
the mind recalls
the heart confirms
all the emotions still contained
vivid images in technicolor
the hands summon the fingers
write, write, write
strike while the iron is hot
cliche, cliche
now the thoughts rush like a flood
from the forest mountains
the fingers are adept at all these
one with the mind and heart
and so here we are again
slaves of our art
redeemed risen anew
maybe still cold and perhaps even frozen
thaw
melt only to be solidified again when the sun comes
irony of the mind
paradoxes of the heart
listen
to you i am saying nothing
it is for me
in the labyrinths of my confusions i am trying to find my way out
trapped fly in a bottle
buzzing for its wish for freedom
genie
wanting someone to rub its ancient lamp
if you let me free
you may have four wishes
and that is not just a promise
it is a contract
morning thoughts
tunnels without end lights yet
there is yet no exit
and so you still find me here in my own shadow
fog and mist
trails filled with tall grasses
up there is the house of my intentions
a figure waits but i do not know yet who
surprises surprises
anticipations of life
these are all the reasons
hazy as a refraction of light bending upon a glassy vision
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Excited
I don't know if I'm allowed to write this
But the damage is done, now even if I simply reminisce
This comes to mind, the poem is engraved on my mind, well for now
Engraved and etched in raw emotion
So this I honestly do avow
Talking with you, being with you, no your very presence begins a motion
A turning within my mind, it makes everything exciting
Makes me want to sing
No really
Literally
Even when I talk about random things you make me excited
I just enjoy talking, I just enjoy life, I'm glad you're around
I miss you when you're gone, man even your voice I miss the sound
Even your silence... even excitement or love unrequited
I don't know if this is love, it's excitement... for sure
Man just seeing you makes it harder to endure
The next time we have to part
I wonder if you know, I wonder if you can tell
Or if you think all is well
Even if I dunno if I love you, I dunno if we can be friends, my heart
It doesn't like that
Yeah my heart is wicked but my heart likes you
You just make me excited, other life can be flat
I'm excited but filled with pain and stress too
Because of 'All The Wrongs' about loving
It makes me even forget the excitement at times too
You deserve such sweeter words
But for now, you make me excited.
poem by David Knox
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A Lesson In Living
What words expel the conscious
leaving the mind to wander aimless
Where history haunts like a ghost
Forever watched by the days past
Then to the future that great unknown
The words and phrases of a mortal fear
Hold present in each taken breath
What awaits, what awaits
Anticipation burns beneath the skin
A fiery torment of a busy mind
The levels of observation and judgment
Overwhelm a tired soul
Love a word of just four letters
Becomes a saviour to behold
A creation of countless misunderstandings
Bore into the world into the conscious
A daily never ending cascade of thought
Each one becoming a lesson in living
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Makes you one completely
Makes you one completely.
Happy Anniversary To A Wonderful Couple
Lorna Layman and Dough de zilwa
44 years...almost half a century of glorious days
where stars did not struggle to shine....all the way
The special joys of sharing life's long journey together...
Braving its ups and downs with a love that was forever
...with the warm sweetness that touched your young heart
Many years ago when the journey you did boldy start
Today, May it replay gentle memroies that brought you together
Of the sweetest fragrance that dominated your lives forever.
Kids for the flavor with sweet memories made of bliss
A journey that started honorably and with a tender kiss!
Happy Wedding Anniversary and may you r journey be filled with more sweet fraagrance of love
from all of us in Riaydh
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Such Is The Passion
Such is the passion the want of desire
To burn in the heart with fingers of fire
Wet lashes wrapped up, in a sweet velvet rose
To follow your heart where ever it goes
Such is the passion the heart strings to pull
That the cup runneth over, with emotions so full
To send you to heaven, the stars and above
To make senses reel in the sweet dance of love
Such is the passion in the depths of ones soul
Infuses ones mind and the dreams in the role
Of a lovers sweet kisses, to imprint its mark
Of secret assignations alone in the dark
Such is the passion the fire inside
Shines forth from the eyes, with nowhere to hide
Yet the heart and the mind, will tumble and fall
If signals mistaken, will then wither and stall.
poem by Graham Jones
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0038.Heart, mind, Inspiration... we'll be happy
Heart...
We all have heart to heart moments,
With each other,
For me it's my brother.
Mind...
Everyone can live freely in your mind,
Were no one will get hurt,
Therefore there will be no blood squirts.
Inspiration...
You get inspired to write or do something,
Writing from your own life,
Can be hard if you involved a knife,
Every one writes from there experiences,
From the HEART, MIND, and INSPIRATION!
No matter where it comes from we will all be happy!
poem by Sunset Moonshine
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Open Minds
Open your mind,
to things unknown,
search the universe
of your soul.
Open your mind,
to your heart
of feelings
buried deep within.
Open your mind
to your ear
of nature and
its beauty.
Open your mind
to knowledge
of things
unlearned yet.
Open your mind
to days gone
by of memories
vanished away.
Open your mind
to your feelings
hidden away
deep in your heart.
Open your mind
to my heart
to know how
i feel toward you.
wrote 3-31-07
Tale of Mind and Heart
My mind grows old
my heart grows young
my mind tortures my heart
my heart softens my mind
Oh cruel fate come sit beside me
take my heart into your hands
like a everlasting torment from you
come change my mind in hope
and maybe even take my heart too
like a battering ram on the castle wall
is my mind upon the cages of my heart
awakening me from this slumber
moving me into a new era of passion
poem by Branden Aeling
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Set Me Free
You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
you're Mother Nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
your little secret will be safe with me
around again insane again
it somes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
Your kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind,
metabolizin' everything that you see
but now and then or a little later
now I'm gonna take you down with me
Around again insane again
she comes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
so set me free
set me free
'cuase I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
song performed by by Velvet Revolver
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Big Man
He’s small in heart and in mind, the big man of this present time.
He only lives the here and now, on eternity, he just states how?
It’s not my job to make him see, for that task belongs to only He,
It’s He who is above the skies, who opens hearts and blind eyes.
God sends The Spirit from on high, to help us see how and why.
He wants a sign to help his belief; his wait is only filled with grief.
Christ’s return will be a surprise, and will only add to his demise.
If it’s Judgment he’s waiting till, his mind will only be smaller still.
When we get snatched into the air, no more scoffing will we bear.
Men, who scoffed with delight, will be filled with unbearable fright.
Those who knew but still remain, shall never again be the same.
For they will shake in holy fear, knowing Christ will soon appear.
And then Judgment will begin, on all those who parade their sin,
Christ on earth will reign at last, as sin will be a thing of the past.
Now is time to accept The Lord, further scoffing you can’t afford.
Time of Grace will be no more, as Judgment is the closing door.
Thinking small of The Living God, only invites His Wrath and Rod.
And you won’t scoff at The King, and when in Eternity at anything.
Christ is real and you shall see, when you are all alone in Eternity.
However, you won’t have time, to change your heart or your mind.