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Iam taking over,

Iam taking over,
Iam taking over,
With the Beauty of my Realm,
Iam not waiting to fail anymore,
Look at the Picture of my sight,
Look at I shining with a Glimpse of my Own Identity,
Time is not waiting,
Maybe the C was the Calling,
Every Word revealed a Bird so White and Beauty,
Whilst my Realm hold's the Highest Significance for Humane.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Give me the Light,

Give me the Light,
Give me the Light that I may Flow more,
Take the Moment and see all Movement,
What came from the Heavenly is a Reward,
Whilst my Concept will not make me fail anymore,
All moments,
The LIGHT will come back with that High Life,
Every Word was a Concept that we are Blessed,
Give me the LIGHT that I may flow with the Beauty of Words,
Give me Love that we may share a Concept of Eternal Glory,
The Words Reveal the Essence of what Earthly Kingdom beholds,
The New Understanding of Highest Realm saved Humane,
It all came from the Light that is from above.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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The Call Of Beauty

Across the winds, across the lands
waiting for no one, waiting for greatness
waiting not for me
O, the call of beauty

tempting, calling, enticing
the destined for the streets
always tempting me
O, the call of beauty

followed by the blind
reaching for greed
followed by me
O, the call of beauty

beyond the next wind
leaving everything behind
beyond me
O, the call of beauty

poem by Cameron Bird
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I love BEAUTY,

I Love Beauty,
I Love Beauty,
I hate Felonies,
I love Grace and see Mercy that is from above,
Iam Beautiful than Reptiles,
Beauty than Higher REALM,
Beauty of an Overman,
Take this Room for a LIVING moment that I may see Beauty with TIME,
All the Feeling's were a Reward,
Whilst in me is the Grace that is from above,
Take the MOMENT to do work from Inert,
Then see how the Blessing's will flow and God will be the Reward.

poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Glimpse Of Beauty

Humphrey sees the dame going
by the door as he's booking in at
the hotel, for the moment she
seems frozen there as if the gods
had wanted him to get a glimpse

of beauty before she moved on
and back into her life far from his.
He stands there gazing, his eyes
taking in each aspect of her shine:
the hat the shoes, the two piece suit,

the plenty of leg and best of all her
face and the way she was looking
at him. A posh car is waiting outside
the lobby, she stands there her eyes
drinking him in, he ignores the booking

clerk who is talking to him, what is
the jerk on about when he has beauty
just outside standing and staring, maybe
waiting for him, waiting for him to go
to her and converse. It's New York City

1920 and there she is, his Helen of Troy,
she who no doubt could sink a few ships
or break a heart or two, but what to do?
He stands and stares, his mind in a haze,
she moving off and into the car, no time

to think or wave, she's gone, the car away
along the street, lost in the sea of traffic,
he senses a tear in his heart, an opening
up, a lost chance, beauty fled. The booking
clerk talks, his words like rainfall on a tin

roof, his gormless gaze. Humphrey looks
at the face of the clerk, his dark eyes like
small black pits, Yes, that room will do,
Humphrey says, taking the key, wanting it
over, his day kind of blessed and spoiled,

beauty come and gone, a chance not taken,
a mind messed up, a heart near broken.

poem by Terry Collett
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Friend Of Mine

Friends of mine
They said they were friends of mine
Said they were passing time
More like a waste of time
Close the door
I said close the door
I've told you twice before
What are you waiting for?
Georgie Davies is coming out
No more heroew, we twist and shout
Oh no, not me, I'm not too late,
And I know that I'm not taking any more
Rocky Picture has lost his gun
Leave him out now, he's having fun
Oh no, not me, I'm not too late
And I know that I'm not waiting any more
Hey hey
Through the eyes
Don't have to advertise
When will you realize
I'm sick of your alibis?
Running cold
The water's running cold
It's time that you were told
I think you're growing old
Georgie Davies is coming out
No more heroes, we twist and shout
Oh no, not me, I'm not too late,
And I know that I'm not waiting any more
Rocky Picture has lost his gun
Leave him out now, he's having fun
Oh no, not me, I'm not too late,
And I know that I'm not taking any more
Hey hey
(pictures on the wall
they're all friends of yours
see them sell your alibi
it runs you by
think yourself lucky!)
Friends of mine
They said they were friends of mine
They were just wasting time
Out on the dotted line
The money's gone
I've known it all along
Why don't you say I'm wrong?
Why don't they drop the bomb?
'Cause Georgie Davies is coming out
No more heroes, we twist and shout,
Oh no, not me, I'm not too late,
and I know that I'm not waiting any more
Rocky Picture's thrown away his gun
Leave him out now, he's having fun
Oh no, not me, I'm not too late,
And I know that I'm not taking any more
What you doing, friends of mine
Holding back now, friends of mine
I've always heard you calling..

song performed by by Duran Duran
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White Bird Of Texas

The last time I spoke to my aunt before she died
She was describing to me this incredible owl
That was sitting in a tree
It meant nothing to me
But it means a lot more now
Because Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird
Im waiting, Im ready, I know it is my turn
All those cigarettes, alcohol, this bodys through
Youre gone for sure when the bird comes for you
And the last time I spoke to my uncle before he died
It was the very same week, but one year before her
He was sitting alone in his study, on the phone
When a giant hawk flew by
Said, Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird,
I didnt expect to be noticed or heard.
Oh, elizabeth, help me, I cant find the room,
Youre gone for sure when the bird comes for you.
And, oh, it is scary
And, oh, it is cold to the bone
My bodys not ready for my mind to learn
I have just been consigned here to rot in the earth
Said, Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird,
It comes in and takes you away from this world.
Gate twenty-seven, I cant find the room.
Youre free to board now, theyre waiting for you.
Im waiting, Im waiting, Im waiting for the bird
Ive seen it three times now, theres nothing to learn
And dont be surprised if the skys bright and blue
And the white bird of texas comes barreling through

song performed by by Liz Phair
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Zen Creatures

humans think
they are of
a higher realm
when the trees
in their quiet
throw a challenge
as to who
have achieved
higher consciousness
the trees
meditate
all ovr the mountains
a glorious sight
a sacredness
you cannot miss
zen creatures
cared for
staying so still

now they -
self conceited humans
are laughing about how
the trees could be of
a higher realm
when they can be
chopped down at will

yet at their last moment
the trees stand
in all their glory
teaching men zen
taking death
as it comes
as they have taken - life
thinking nothingness

zen creatures
a higher realm
they belong
see how they reach up to god

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Last Night You Sent A Picture

last night
you sent a picture
a face surrounded with flowers.
i sent mine
a face waiting for your body
in bed.
you sent another picture this time
it is your son saying
leave her alone and
so i sent a picture of my wife
kissing my lips and too saying
leave him alone
he is mine.

this morning you say
i'm sorry and i am wondering
if i have to send another picture
thru the MMS
saying: are you the mistress of the ruins?

sorry? what are you sorry for?
we have nothing. I am only giving you
what you ask. Just giving.
Not taking.

yes, not taking you
seriously. And you like it?

love this poem. Play me.
You still like toys. Toy me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Hand of Beauty

Beauty is a sunset or a rise
On a breath Taking day
And like snow covered mountains
With peaks where the clouds lay

Beauty is a seasonal poppy
Stranded on a road side
Presenting its definition
Unknowingly glowing with pride

Beauty is a rainy day
When a day is clear and bright
Lining the sky with colours
And bowing within your sight

Beauty is many of things
Some remain untold
But one I yet not mentioned
Is the one of the hand I hold

For this beauty is different
This beauty is so divine
And I promise to travel a journey
With this beautiful wife of mine

©Copyright Anna Andrews 2010

poem by Anna Andrews
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In America, we no longer have an institutionalized, organized way of calling business to task - of taking them to account for what they've done - and this is especially true in the cultural realm.

quote by Thomas Frank
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Beauty Is Upon You

Beauty is upon you like the rose without a thorn.
Beauty is upon you like the dew on grass each morn.
Beauty is upon you like the sapphire shining sea.
Beauty is upon you like the apple on the tree.

Beauty is upon you like the sunshine on the Earth.
Beauty is upon you like the day God granted birth.
Beauty is upon you like the wings on butterflies.
Beauty is upon you like the grace that God supplies.

Beauty is upon you like the diamond wedding ring.
Beauty is upon you like the season known as Spring.
Beauty is upon you like the little lambs that play.
Beauty is upon you like the snow on Christmas Day.

Beauty is upon you like the rainbows up above.
Beauty is upon you like the sentimental dove.
Beauty is upon you like the young bird new to flight.
Beauty is upon you like the shooting stars each night.

Beauty is upon you like the dolphins as they leap.
Beauty is upon you like the peace that comes with sleep.
Beauty is upon you like ten thousand whispering sighs.
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...

Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...

poem by Denis Martindale
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Iam not myself anymore,

Iam not myself anymore,
I dont know my destiny,
Fate is never easy to understand,
But all I know,
This is not myself anymore,

Maybe I got an understanding,
But speaking of knowledge,
Life is not an identity anymore,
All the shit that I being listening from younger days,
Earthly dwelling is full of nonsense,
People are not on the Right Path like the early prophets,

This is not me,
Since many are living unfair,
I cannot see tomorrow,
Even drugs ain't worth the value,
Life ain't nothing without prayers,
For all I see is crime and violence,
It is taking Humanity apart.

poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Why Are You Waiting

What can I do Im at the door
Ive tried turning back theres no point in that now
What should I say, what should I do
Should I fix my hair oh why am I scared now
Facing the world is so hard do you know what I mean
People are so often hard and far too ready to say...hey...ohhh
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail)
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail, you wont fail)
Look at me stand outside the door
Like a frightened child with a nervous smile see
What should I do, what should I say
Should I speak at all
I am much too small now
Facing the world is so hard do you know what I mean
People are so often hard and far too ready to say...hey...ohhh
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail)
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail)
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail, you wont fail, you wont fail)

song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Beauty in Islam,

Beauty in Islam,
The Beauty is all a Reality in the Soul of a man,
Whilst from History great Prophets had great Foreseen Events,
The Living men that wrote had an Impact in Purity,
Whilst Islam hold's Beauty in Morals and Grace,

We realised that in Society,
There is more than Religion when you Understand the Word,
It is in Love and Good Intentions that Mankind Prosper,
Whilst the New World Emerges,
Islam hold's a great Source to Human Prosperity,
Since the Book taught mankind alot of Lessons from Science to Spiritual,
Beauty agains't Ugly and Immorality,
It plays a major role in Human Emotions and agains't whispers of bad men and Unbelievers.

poem by Abdul Karim
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Daydreaming at 5: 30 AM

I am waiting for the world to explode
I am waiting for the oceans to exceed their grasps.
I am waiting for you to start carving flaming words in to the air
with a silver forked tongue.
I am waiting for the numbers to come in.
I am waiting for words to jump off pages and start a 50 state murder spree.
I am waiting for every clock on the planet to break...
at exactly the same time.
I am waiting for the deaf, dumb, and idiotic celebreties to melt,
screaming,
running through streets.
I am waiting for people to rub the sleep from their eyes and go outside.
I am waiting for the television stations to be overrun by psychotic schizophrenics...at gun point.
I am waiting for concrete to burn like kerosene.
I am waiting for humanity to FINALLY admit it is NOT humane.
I am waiting for scars to be recognized as beauty marks.
I am waiting for your cool to drip with blood.
I am waiting for the insane and violent to inherit the earth.
I am waiting for America to stop using it's televisions as windows to the world.
I am waiting for scarifaction to take the place of plastic surgery among the rich and stupid.
I am waiting for Americas hungry to start eating the fat and powerful.
I am waiting for the 'barbarians at the gates' to break through wearing hair shirts and loin cloths carrying automatic weapons.
I am waiting for screams... all kinds, pain, anguish, victory, battle cries...SCREAMS.
Life IS trying to kill you.

poem by Brevet Wilson
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Beauty Is Upon You

Beauty is upon you like the rose without a thorn.
Beauty is upon you like the dew on grass each morn.
Beauty is upon you like the sapphire shining sea.
Beauty is upon you like the apple on the tree.

Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...

poem by Denis Martindale
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Give me a Star,

Give me a Star,
Give me a Star that I may Flow on and on,
In all that is to be Given unto Humanity,
Iam Breathing a Calling,
Let it all be Said unto God's Love and Mercy,
This is my Breathe,
That we are the Max Healing,
The Remedy will Teach me all FLOWS when I see Star from East,
Coming to this Day is the Regime of God's Understanding,
We are not Failing this Moment,
This is the Star that is Better than the planet Earth,
Give me that Calling,
That the Star from within you may Shine,
Iam Teaching all Humane the Value of Time and Grace,
This is the Meaning toward's Peace and HARMONY,
This is what God gave to the Rest of us,
That it is by His Love we are not Hesitating,
Iam feeling that the Composure is a Great Composition,
Eat the Beauty of what God gave to Humanity,
Then see what is the Value for the REST of us,
Their Deception will not Avail,
God will Teach me Love and see a Calling that is a Star,
I will Overcome all Evil within this REGIME,
In that Star is the Beauty that we will not live with Hatred Anymore,
Since my Being is all Flow,
Iam Coming,
Hold on and Keep on Coming with what God gave to the Rest of Humanity,
The Breathe is not ENDING anymore,
Since I came and saw a Man that is Able to Breathe Again,
The STAR will be a Living Legend within any TIMING.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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The Eye of Beauty

Krishna passed that mountain many times;
and yet his followers observed that day
that all his mind was filled with fresh delight
as if he'd never walked, nor seen, that way;

the beauty of the mountain ever new,
the moment of its sight, the world reborn;
the mind surprised by what it always knew:
the beauty past all beauty's name and form.

This is true beauty, in ourself revealed:
a sight that's ever fresh, yet ever known;
which eye sees pure, yet mind too oft conceals:
God's unity, in beauty seen; all, One;

The moment's grace of beauty, ours all day;
from outward eye the sight of inward Way.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Iam LOVELY like a White Red,

Iam Lovely Like White and Red,
Iam Lovely Like White and Red,
These Crows that are Hateful will change to Red and White,
I hate White and Black,
But to Hit these Hateful Birds in our Stomack is Even Better,

I can see the Change in our Eyes,
To Red and White,
A Battle Prepared will never be Half Time anymore,
But a Change in Faces,
Those that Killed Christ will see a Forgiven REMEDY,
For God is LOVE in Highest REALM,
The Hateful BIRDS will change to RED AND WHITE,
A NEW WORLD ORDER EMERGES.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Soul

Beauty is not everything
But if it is, I wanna lose mine
For I am nothing...
All gape
All mope
Like a butterfly birthed in space territories
My allure is framed in time territories
All through a tinted glass muse over me
They listen 'cos I'm beauty
They care 'cos I'm beauty
They want 'cos I'm beauty
They love 'cos I'm beauty
But like all vanities
Beauty must pay time its due
Seas come, thunder bolts
On a rare day as this, I see one
Lightning strikes
And I see, though all be blind
The stranger on the other side of the street
'Fugly' as some say
I watched for seconds
A million seconds perhaps
She wasn't a butterfly
Not even a housefly
Just a fly
A distant observation revealed
A soul's beauty needs taking care of
Why? . I thought
Time. I answered
Time has no fangs on the garden of a soul
And though time could leave stretch marks on the heart's cavity
A conscience ignored
Is the murder of a soul
But like a cat with nine lives
The soul lives on
And though alive
It's photograph is like that of Dorian
I say once more
If beauty be everything
I wanna lose mine
For I am nothing...
....Without a beautiful soul.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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Give me the Light,

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Beauty Is Upon You

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Why Are You Waiting

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