Sounding
sounding
deep, deeper
into a myriad of memories;
into the archives of the minds tomes;
into the rootof my flowing and altenatively
stagnant consciousness;
into the labyrinths
of emotional conflicts
and behaviour;
into why there is hate, contempt, bitterness
and anger
having a feast
in eating my heart empty -
on the otherhand
there is love, sympathy, compassion
and even laughter.
sometimes with daunting deduction
there is a showing forth,
a precious revelation
springing from the secret realms
of the sublimal self,
poem by John O'connell
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Laughter and Compassion
Laughter and Compassion
Goes hand in hand
Are good medicine for the heart and mind
Not a direct problem solver but reduces stress
For I laughed at one's interpretation of POS
Of another's sarcasm
A cuddling party feels good
Laughter and Compassion
How I laughed and laughed
The laughter relaxed my body
The compassion rested my mind
Follows understanding
Without judgment
My shell broke free
Laughter and Compassion
To have compassion is to be human
During times of despair needed most
A hug
A kind act
Simple gestures
A smile
For a lack of compassion is a pity
Effects the emotional bearing environment
The pleasure of laughter
As without laughter, life is mundane
The human empathy of compassion
As without compassion, one is heartless
Catalysts for deeper problem
Are revelations
Life is water
Life is water
flowing in river of time.
It will scatter around
if no banks of discipline.
Some times flows smooth,
some times strikes with rocks,
shallow and deeper some times,
some times sloping fast.
Changes its color at places
in colors of love and laughter
happiness and sorrow
hate, anger and desire
Flowing it would contain
shells of the pearls;
while stagnant it would rot
and spread foul smell.
Stream of life never stops
whatever obstacles come;
continues to flow
until merges into the ocean.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
sdtiwari1@gmail(dot) com
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Me and Laughter Together Always
Sometimes I laugh out loud
Showing you that I could care less what you have to say
All that matters is that my feelings are hidden
Hiding from those who judge me and those who love me
And Laughter helps me do just that
Laughter is my better half
Laughter stands with me when I’m bored
Laughter comforts me when I want to cry
He keeps me company through grief and through happiness
For better or worse, in sickness and health, through thick and thin
I love Laughter and Laughter loves me back
And yet you don’t know why Laughter makes Me
Look deep into my eyes when I laugh and you’ll see
You will find all the hate, all the pain, and all the hurt
But if that’s all you see
You’re not looking deep enough
Look past the tears that I won’t allow to flow
Look past the memories that I can’t let go of
And when you see through all the hate, all the pain and all the hurt
You'll find Me
I cover Me up with Laughter
There are none who can see the true Me
They can’t see through my Laughter
And if you should happen to see Me
I won’t need Laughter to hide anymore
Because I can cry on your shoulder
I can smile and enjoy you company without a single sound
Only then, Laughter won’t be my protector
Until then, it’s Me and Laughter together always
I hide my feelings through Laughter
So if you’re trying to figure out what I’m thinking,
Laugh with me and you will then see...-Me
poem by Nyoka Mitchell
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Compassion and Anger
Compassion and anger were my only love
Came to me winging like a lonely dove
Gimme some loving from the Lord above
Compassion and anger
Down on the quayside things getting rough
Somebody trying to prove they are tough
Compassion and anger will soon call their bluff
Compassion and anger
Compassion and anger won't make you sad
Compassion and anger will just make you glad
What will you do when the world's turning bad
Without compassion and anger?
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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The Chronicles of A New Day part 4 Looking Back, and Seeing the Present Has Changed
I look back at my old feelings
frayed memories, scarred, burnt and black
as day after day passies by
I obessess over the past
I try to find a part that would last
I try!
and try i look back deeper and deeper i am very deep in now deeper
very deep i am lost in thought, my consciousness, frayed, and memories seep
out and seem to drain away
not here to stay not even for another day
the Longer i look back the more the present passes me by
the world changes, moves, and hates without me or at me.
poem by David Knox
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Heart, Body And Soul
Minds empty,
souls free,
hearts open,
memories.
Free as a bird,
free as can be,
my soul escapes my empty body.
The mind is now gone,
nothing remains except my memories of a dark nights wake.
An open heart,
an open wound,
forever in need of sympathy.
Memories of a time long ago,
memories have yet to go.
My mind is full,
my soul contained,
my heart is closed for eternity
poem by Andrew Hackett
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That is God
Waves of strength
Surging in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Stream of compassion
Flowing in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Trembling consciousness
Quivering in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Creative juices
Flowing in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Undying Spirit
Burning in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Throbbing Heart
Overflowing with love in You and Me
That is God, That is God
poem by Caleb Jones
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That Is God
Waves of strength
Surging in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Stream of compassion
Flowing in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Trembling consciousness
Quivering in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Creative juices
Flowing in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Undying Spirit
Burning in You and Me
That is God, That is God
Throbbing Heart
Overflowing with love in You and Me
That is God, That is God
poem by Renu Rakheja
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I Hate...
I hate that I still think of you
And that I want you around.
I hate all the memories
Because you kept my feet on the ground.
I hate the fact that you’re happy.
Even without me in your life.
I hate that you’re always on my mind
And every day seems to be strife.
I hate that you’ve moved on
And I’m just a faded memory.
I hate that she’s the one beside you
And even more that it’s not me.
I hate that even in my anger
I can’t and still don’t hate you the way I’d like.
I hate this feeling I have
It feels like I’ve been stabbed with a spike
I hate that my heart aches
And I can’t get it to go away
I hate that you’re gone forever
And in my heart again you will never stay.
poem by Simply Here
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The Powers of Hate
Hate is the opposite of love.
These emotions are powerful.
Hate stirs up conflicts and wars.
Discrimination is a cause of hate.
People say hate is a powerful word.
It is indeed a powerful word hate.
Hate brings on Anxiety
Anxiety leads to fear.
Fear brings on anger.
Anger leads to suffering.
Suffering causes death.
This feeling is dark and dreadful.
Hate is represented by the color black.
Such a dark deep color like hate.
In the dictionary there are too many words that mean hate.
Does all Humanity hate each other.
People hate you for your beliefs, interests, dress, even the way you look.
Thinking that hate will be a solved problem is only a madman's dream.
poem by Vega Destiny Star
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Don’t Say Hate Easily
Don’t say hate easily
Because like love we don’t know where it will run
Don’t say hate and give no damn
Because someone will hurt and it’ll become burden
Don’t say hate because a must
Your heart will frozen and lost the way
Don’t say hate because pride
The unseen wall will grow thicker to separate
Don’t say hate in anger
Because you have blinded your own eyes from the truth
Don’t say hate in misunderstanding
Because something precious will disappear before you realize
Don’t say hate to the people that makes your heart boils
But to the act you believe to be wrong
Don’t say hate to something you don’t know
You’ll never learn how stop the hate if you don’t want to understand
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Dance of love III
When I look into your eyes I can see myself,
Our relationship seems to be indestructible.
I give myself to you and I become a part of you
And there's nothing around here to me that matters.
We are together and explore our universe in unity
Because together we can really make it happen.
You're just everything to me, we are one being,
I cannot imagine the earth without you.
When you penetrate me I become another being,
You take everything from me and give me everything,
You take everything that I am and give yourself to me,
We love each other so much, we feel like exploding.
It is a connection between our hearts and souls and bodies
We dance our laughter, our tears, we dance our madness.
Two to one heart, two to one soul, dancing in rhythm with stars,
Dance is deeper, more intricately intertwined, the impetus of our passion
Ecstatic moments and rumbles of our minds and our souls,
We swallow each other, more deep and deep more, it is madness.
We understand the naturally flowing rhythm of our existence,
We kiss with hate and love every part of our molecular structure.
We understand each other and our bodies language,
I can not stay without you very long or live without you,
Especially at night when you love me and get me in trance.
We are two souls dancing the love dance in the same body.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Livin in Anger, Love, and Hate
Livin in anger
Anger that has no ending
Anger that has no fear
Anger that has no wants
Anger that has no needs
Anger that will keep comin
Anger that will keep hurtin
Anger that will keep killin
Livin in love
Love that lives forever
Love that everyone needs
Love that will surpass everything
Love lives inside
Love that will make your life easy
Love that will make your life hard
Love that is so pure
Love that is so hateful
Livin in hate
Hate that haunts and haunts
Hate that creeps and sneaks
Hate that makes the best out of situations
Hate that makes the worst out of situations
Hate that tells the truth
Hate that people hide
Hate that people express with words
Hate that can and cannot be controlled
Hate that runs the world
Hate that everyone has
Livin in Anger, Love, and Hate
poem by Terry Coates
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Precious Memories
Those precious memories hidden deep down in my soul
Waiting for those memories to come clear to me and possibly unfold
It is so hard for me to remember my loving father and mother over the years
It hurts me so hard to try to remember my childhood scenes of them because it rarely appears
Those tearful, but precious memories flood deep inside of my heart
I only wish I could remember those precious memories, but they have started to fade and fall apart
Oh, it is hard to remember what was on my life's pathways, I fear that they never will be retold
But I know that those precious memories are still hidden somewhere down within in my soul
poem by Frank Pulver
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He laughed and I melted
Is there something better than a laugh?
A better type of recognition – I think not.
Oh, and to tell a joke that is received with laughter
No, there is nothing better than that
To tell a funny story to a secret love
To open up the secret part of your deep
And be greeted with the thrill of laughter
The joy in my deep wakes up
I looked at you and your broad smile
I just knew my heart would start
And suddenly my stomach fell
No, there is certainly nothing better than that
poem by A.V. Asreg
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True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt; its essence is love. It issues not in laughter, but in still smiles, which lie far deeper.
quote by Thomas Carlyle
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Anger or Agony
One path is filled with anger,
Darkened with hate,
Swirling with spiteful desires.
The other is filled with pain,
Littered with sad memories,
Pulsing with the beating of a wounded heart.
If I must choose one path,
The choice would not be so clear,
For each one bears an abundance of dreadful surprises.
But is anger as dreadful as agony?
Are sad memories not more toxic than the feeling of hate?
Would spiteful desires not be easier to cope with than a wounded heart?
Anger clouds the mind, but pain cripples the soul,
Hate turns the heart cold, but sad memories tear it apart,
Spiteful desires fuel the fires of rage, but a wounded heart bleeds.
Who could be blamed, if forced with the choice,
Who would not take the lesser of two evils,
Who would rather wallow in grief and agony,
Than spiral in the painless storm that is anger?
poem by Jeanelle Laudadio
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You Know That You Are Very Deep In My Heart
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
how much I adore you
while in your absence I miss you for long moments
and love brings a kind of sorrow
but continually you sneak deeper into my heart.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
my words, my deeds and feelings are no secret
but sometimes my words get few,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments
and you are in every thought
and our comfort with each other has been present from the beginning.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
that our love goes much further than just sympathy
that nobody can fabricate such feelings,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments.
Everything that I am and want to be you do know
and sometimes you are in every word and sentence.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Develop in you a weakness for music
Music has no language
All of us know
But, you also note,
It has a huge heart
With its heaviest-duty heart
That has a very huge pumping capacity
Music keeps circulating
The blood of love
To the entire humanity
All of us, human being
Are nurtured, nourished
And many a time enriched
By the positive emotional
Nutrients of this
Colourless, groupless
Blood of love
Flowing from the
Boundaryless
Huge heart of Music
Search in you
The taste for music
And pave way for music
To fill you with
The highly precious
Richly rewarding
And ever enthusing
Bliss and emotional balance
Just give music a chance
You do not require to learn it
You just know how to lean on it
Especially, when you need
An emotional support
Discover those modulations
That are soothing to you
And keep yourself repeatedly exposed
Develop in you a weakness
For music and
Discover in you
A new emotional strength
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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It Is Good To Laugh Life Breathing
shall I tell a secret
ancient plus modern
medicine both agree upon
in differing conception principles
anger rage hate
huge energy expends
builds up toxins
attacking cells in bodies
of conflicted warped souls
bitter twisted acidic minds stomachs
destroying harmonic healing energies
sometimes the best
medicine is laughing
happiness life restoring flowing
is a good road to recovery making
hearts minds souls
soar on vibrant waves
life affirming loving embracing
laughing helps restore lost souls
it is good to laugh life breathing
I am glad you are shaking gasping laughing
even if just for a little while darkness laughter bursting
dark emotions soul body ejecting
amusement expressing tears flowing
fun enjoyment silly mad movies knowing
it all helps destroy bitter toxic cancer cells
a funny entertaining person a room soon swells
with light encompassing vibrant rippling laughter pearls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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