PoppyCat
Inquisitive nature, that cat.
How very curious,
How simply luxurious.
Where is the well that your questions
come from, that they never cease
even while you rest,
Cat?
You ponder and feel your way
Even as you rest you get your way.
You ponder as I ponder Cat.
we aimlessly wander.
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REST STOPS (In Life's Journey)
When our days are packed to the full
When our faith is clouded with doubts
When we feel our journey is nonsense
When we feel we work for nothing
When our life is killed with boredom
Or just let the time pass idly by,
We will walk through life aimlessly
Unless we take rest stops.
Rest stops
Instances when we ponder
We ponder on the journey of our lives
Our success, our failures
Before God, we will bring them all
And let it be lessons learned
Rising from our rest stops
With hearts renewed
With new confidence
We will continue our journey
With a new life, a new beginning.
When we are tired
Lets take our rest stops
And rise again, continue the journey
A life change for the better
A journey change forever.
_mAia_
5: 20pm
091909
Dedicated to all...especially to Ate Meggie...
poem by Maia Padua
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Night of Dreary
Night of Dreary
By: Adam M. Snow
The moon beams upon roses of blood;
to those who sought the everlasting flood.
It is this night that I sought and wander;
for everything I've done, I've stopped to ponder.
Will I awaken or will I die?
This is the night that I cry.
Tis be my night of dreary wonder;
all and all why did I blunder?
In the dark I must lie;
for all things must truly die.
So let the voices echo in the night;
telling me whether or not I should fight.
It is this night that I sought and wander;
for everything I've done, I've stopped to ponder.
Will I awaken or will I die?
This is the night that I cry.
Why, oh why did I left my body so cold;
all alone with no sight to behold?
Who am I now for I am someone who is lost?
For nevermore is my soul cold like frost.
Twas upon this night of dreary;
that my essence was cold and weary.
I see the shadows coming for me;
though I not know what the curse may be.
Could it be that this is the end;
that there's nothing left for me to fend?
It is this night that I sought and wander;
for everything I've done, I've stopped to ponder.
Will I awaken or will I die?
This is the night that I cry.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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A Squint and a Peek
With a squint and a peek
I popped into this world
With a yell and a breath
I took hold
As to why I was here
I had not a clue
And I still scratch my head
as I wonder
Why me and why now
are questions I ask
While the reason for all
stays well hidden
Why do I think
and incessantly ponder
And what does it mean
to be sentient
Will science explain
why all is as it is
Or is there divine
all-encompassing purpose
And are we alone
in our vast cosmic home
Or do unknown others
ponder with us
What I feel deep inside
is that life is a gift
And it's a proper response
to be thankful
When I do leave this world
if I squint and I peek
I may glimpse answers
to some of my musings
poem by Mark Bratlie
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By All Means
By All Means
By: Adam M. Snow
By all means, I need to ponder,
of my life going yonder.
But though I still long for truth,
I long for those who's not uncouth.
By all means, I carried out to wonder,
when flesh and spirit sunder.
But in a world such as this,
dost Thou be amiss?
But I seek what Thou has in stored;
that statement of the Lord.
By all means, I wonder to ponder,
of my life going yonder.
Misery held me 'gainst my woes,
as if my life cease to flow.
But if it be the answer of my eternal quest,
nor any Death-but lest;
I accept the truth from Thee,
to where the Strong assure me.
I wage my life upon thy altar,
ponder here a time of falter;
I live to serve only Thee.
We think that we must be-
gods upon this earth.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Man Of Action
You got all the time in the world
You count the minutes like beads on a string
Open the floor for a little debate
While you sit and watch the rug unravelling
You got a message from the weather man
Youre looking for a thumb when theres a hole to fill
Who bites the bullet?
Man of action will
Call me. have gun. will travel.
Think about it, ponder on that
If you cant make that move, man of action will
Think about it, ponder on this
With a fist or a kiss
Ill put your dreams in action
Pressures building up and down the line
You see the difference in the smallest thing
Put a new tape in your message machine
Hit the shelters til you see what change will bring
Sometimes justice seems a fragile thing
You paralyze it with a lack of will
Trade in your karma
Man of action will
Call the avenging angel
Think about it, ponder on this
If you cant make that move, man of action will
Think about it, ponder on that
Time to cut through the fat
I am your first reaction
Someones got to push it on
Someones got to shake it on
Someones got to take it on
Man of action will
song performed by by Utopia
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I Have Chosen To Focus On My Destiny
At the crossroads,
We may have met.
But to rest and ponder,
As to which step to take next?
Remember...
I left to leave you,
Seeking no suggestions.
That is why I have had time to rest,
With a catching of my breath to move on.
And I appreciate you mentioning,
That which I should fear.
But I have chosen to focus on my destiny.
And if there was something to fear...
I have yet to notice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Outlook
As your thoughts, so your outlook..
Ponder prior within deep
Right thought, taste..right lookout
And vice versa
Ponder prior within
Outlook up to the brim
Right thing, action, person...
Ripe the fruit
Family, society
Outlook, attitude...
Quality, ability, unity, utility
Yes for the betterment alone
poem by Indira Renganathan
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When You Read This Poem
when you read this poem
silently like a prayer written
on the wall
of an ancient structure
and then when you pause
upon a word and begin
to ponder
like ' what is this poem really
trying to say? '
or ' does this poem have in some
way something to inform me
or touch me
or simply waste my time? '
rest assured this poem has
made you phrase some questions
not about you
or about me alone but
whether you believe it or not
this poem has become
a bridge between us
taking the shape
of a rainbow between two islands
and in a moment before you
begin to figure it out
or even know it
it is gone like a sigh passing you by
without any significance
and not worth remembering
but once
after you have read till the end
once there was this poem
and it seems to have no meaning at all
except a task
a journey that you have taken
arriving at nowhere
and giving you the essence of nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Idle Lives Live to Wander
Idle lives live to wander,
Under discouraged eyes...
Reset to ponder,
Why they choose fits to drift...
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.
Idle lives live to wander,
Under discouraged eyes...
Why,
There are others who believe...
They live just to be on bended knees.
Begging freely from a 'Deity'.
In a pleading to make easier,
A way of life they accept to breathe.
Idle lives live to wander,
Under discouraged eyes...
Reset to ponder,
Why they choose fits to drift...
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.
Idle lives live to wander,
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.
Idle lives live to wander,
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.
Idle lives live to wander,
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Poem Dedicated To My Murderer
If you strike a dagger in my chest
Do ponder
Air has no body.
Air is flow
Of running seas of life
It's a long story
Which has no beginning
And no end.
If you strike a dagger in my chest
Do ponder
Air is immortal
Air is mother's pat
Air is sound of a lullaby
Air is a prayer
Out of the mouth of babes!
(1983, Translated by Samina Amjad)
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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Soft Clay
how can i divorce a wife who keeps me posted about my whereabouts
briefs me about her likes and dislikes
washes my brain and lets go my mind
to
our mutual desire to be always together
wherever and whatever
oh!
my mind is as soft as clay
and she shapes it with her loving hands
into very nice pottery
i used to like to wander
and then i ponder
my wife is still the best
excelling from among the rest
she lets me fly away and here i am
coming back to her arm like a very meek lamb
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Half Of Me
half of me is darkness
half of me is light
half of me is a shadow
half of me is my body
one hand is above the other
elbow to elbow that is what levels me
i ponder upon these
one body pulled by two horses in opposite directions
i ponder upon a way
to tame this wildness
this anarchy of my senses
these desires not properly canalized
on Eros overflowing
on a confusion of my mind
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In My Life Today
When my memory starts to wander
I sit back and I ponder
How the whole world's gone asunder
I feel the rain and I hear the thunder
I was bare and I was lost
But you were there and now I'm born
You are the force and strength
In my life today
And oh how I thank you father
For giving us all over and under
You're a mystery
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Circus
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Uptight, Limited and Closed Minded
Free to ponder.
And wander outside of boundaries.
Only to wonder why some choose,
To stay uptight, limited and closed minded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Spring groves they are to be found
Ponder the perfection that resides within reflection.
Wander is wonder. In Spring groves they are to be found.
The Good Folk, by twilight, as by the oak they dance.
Dressed for procession. They dance, oh joy, to such merry
A tune it doth make my heart wither in weeping.
As dreaming, as asleep
Within the Oak, dryads ancient joke
As outside their life is to be ended
Upon the turning of a leaf.
Within the hedgerow await the
Children Impish of the forest.
Awaiting to test those who seek to rest.
poem by David Lacey
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Pondering Upon A Loss
sometimes i stop walking and rest under the shade of a tree.
i look at the clouds always shaping their faces.
i feel the wind always changing their songs and their directions.
i look at the mountain, high and steady, unmoved, unmoving.
i transfer my gaze to the river, its job had always been to flow
searching for the opening to the sea.
i listen to the chirping birds, i wonder how they fly and flee.
i look at the grass, still slowly crawling to cover the earth.
i ponder upon a loss and i do not ask any question.
i dare not the sky, where the say the gods live.
i do not question the sun, its job has always been to shine.
i have no questions now, upon this loss, i have only submission.
i keep my emotions steady. I control my fate. It is my only job left.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Constant strife
My feelings are strange
To my own heart.
I ponder and ponder
To find I’ll never
Know the reason why.
The sky looks the same
So does my habitat.
But deep inside I find
Something is changed.
And the change, it is
The strangest and the greatest
I ever experienced.
I am caught up
In a fight, the very fight
Between hope and despair.
For God, I plead
There be an end to it.
‘Cause I can’t take it
Even a moment more.
I begged despair
And did plead to hope
To stop this war.
Yet they play with my life
As if it were a mere plaything.
And none of them ready
To step down for me.
poem by Emily Angel
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Innermost Happiness
Let's go find that great blue yonder,
Far away from noise and rush,
A place where one can sit and ponder,
Silently, in a cocoon of hush.
With solitude, to rest one's senses,
Some time to grasp what life's about,
To knock down all those rigid fences,
And let your wildest thoughts fly out.
Allow for all your hopes to wander,
Into dreams that calm the mind,
And use the time in that great blue yonder,
Your innermost happiness to find.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Through a rainbow door
I found on my soul's journey
a crystal palace
just when I stopped to ponder
my mind just lets me wander
tanka by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
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To Travel To Wander To Be Away From Anything
today i leave on a journey beyond the sea
i shall wander to see the other face of this earth
somewhere
i will be away from anything
it is my decision
it is my need,
away, i will wander, away, i will ponder
i will be hgher from this place
so i can see better from this far
i will be silent i will not write
i will not make conclusions
the wandering will be long
i will be alone
to the wonders of God's creations
unspeakable
unfathomable
i will just watch the flow of days and nights
i will be silent still
this spectator, this wanderer
this worshipper,
these eyes will just feel
unspeaking
because there are no words equivalent
to these wonders
that now i will begin to see with so much beauty
that will surely
shame me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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