Unheard
Last rivulet of conversation
writhing on the edge of
wet expanse of acceptance
soon the desert would be herding
mad pack of silences
Kinetics of vast journey
removed from niches of mind
vacuum will suck in all contours of happiness
on this fork of déjà vu
on this roundabout of fate
I stand spent or perhaps ready
For another winding journey
To be herded with arid flock of silences
Inches beyond the vast expanse of acceptance
poem by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Ma
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Herded
Last rivulet of conversation
writhing on the edge of
wet expanse of acceptance
soon the desert would be herding
mad pack of silences
Kinetics of vast journey
removed from niches of mind
vacuum will suck in all contours of happiness
on this fork of déjà vu
on this roundabout of fate
I stand spent or perhaps ready
For another winding journey
To be herded with arid flock of silences
Inches beyond the vast expanse of acceptance
poem by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Ma
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The Beauti Of Sorrow
Beauti of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
conceptually multiplied
virtually personified
politically religified
perceptually cubified
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
life is a beauty
living our prize
to share them our duty*
effects all our lives*
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
running reel of thoughts
projection of the mind
independent performing plots
and a function to define
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
many a different beauties
shine in a single sorrow
many a different evenings
raise a plethora of tomorrows
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
contemplation of all thats left
the final mystery announced
a souls a speck of a black hole's death
so evil, and good renounce
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
sorrow isn't knowing now
knowing hurts so much
hurt is hope that holds you down
ego is a common crutch
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
*Changed Line From:
[to share it our duty-original-2.26.10]
[the purpose of our lives-original-2.26.10]
poem by Tim caffery
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Language of Silence
Silence
a brief pause in a raging fury
Silence
a calmness of steel in euphoric glory
Silence
amidst the passing of gigantic ocean
Silence
in revoking the almighty in full devotion
Silence
a grimace of a mask to hide the pain within
Silence
a quiet confidence after a tough win
Silence
in the gentle fire and devouring flame
Silences
in the glory and recall of lovely name
Silences
in a catsatrophe over mindless disaster
Silences
in the journey to salvation and life thereafter
Silences
in the anthem of nations pride and challenge reckoning
Silences
post the cacaphony after pangs of soul awakening.
poem by Nitin Suresh
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Expanse
Is this all my life around?
Little at home, little around
Little over hills
Little over vales and falls
Little along few shores
Little meeting some and some
Speckled scatterings..not wholesome
Outside life in my heart shrunken
Is this all my life around?
And me not satisfied
Peering thoughts
Circling circling and wafting
Everywhere around up a big zoom
Zooming, zooming expanding
In expanse with the expanse..
A search, an inference, a reasoning
A deduction, a confusion..
And me not satisfied
Where is the knot
I'm tied up with..?
Weak search engine the mind
Unsuccessful, unsatisfied
Answerless apprehension
'In polite acceptance'tell myself
'Go on slavish..Himself is this Expanse
Wakeful but on
Where is the knot
I'm tied up with..? '..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Journey Of The Soul.................
journey.............
this is the journey..........
that i have to waded...........
to through rise and fall my life...........
accompanied by silences and loneliness
to sing a longing song...........
longing to beloved.............
to heard homesickness melody...........
to wrote my life's story..............
the physical journey
that I've traverse
is the journey of soul.............
what a big scenery...............
as far as my journey..........
as lots as my experiences.........
I've moved on...........
from the teenage world........
to the matured way.............
this journey had taught me.........
and introduced me
to the way of life..........
to the life's meanings..............
I don't want to wasted it...........
because...........we afford to live once
and can't turn back to the past..........
otherwise to spin backwards the time..........
poem by Lina Manja257
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Before Doubt Objects
The only thing I want is something real.
Not to satisfy a taste,
That silences a quickened whim.
But comes to quiet...
A curiousity.
Before doubt objects to its acceptance,
Within.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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between the shell
and my ear
the vast expanse of sea
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Bare The Moment
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seized qualities
silences
praises
ovations
stunned silences
may proceed
long loud
standing crowd
enthusiastic
cheering
shou ting
applauding
immortalized
hon our the moment
bare the moment
embrace the moment
before silences erupt
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Migration
I look upon the skies to see
A myriad flutt`ring wings
And hear above a symphony
A choir of feathered kings
Their music echoes through my mind
To fill my heart with joy
Such freedom do I seek to find
And earthly cares destroy
Lit by the moon`s soft glowing light
Their journey lingers on
Towards the dark expanse of night
Towards the distance sun
I know not where their journey wends
What verdant land their prize
Perhaps `tis where the rainbow ends
Perchance `tis Paradise
poem by Valerie Dohren
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Renewing The Past
Perhaps
our
spirits
have
yearned
for each
other.
Again
searching
in the
widerness.
Across
the vast
expanse
of time.
now we
are
renewing
an old
friendship.
poem by Heather Burns
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Peer Pressure, Identity, and Acceptance
Just not fitting in
Where's those people?
Is there anyone like me?
Am I supposed to be like them?
Just not fitting in
I want acceptance they don't want me
They want me to compromise
This isn't who I am
Who am I anyways?
It's only temporary.... right?
I can't lose myself cause I'm....well I'm me
I need acceptance they're like a distant dream
They're staring right through me
They're speaking to me out of sympathy
They see through my act
They see.... no they couldn't
Who are they anyways?
I guess I'll call them..... well, they're friends
They're all I got
I crave acceptance
The pangs of loneliness
No it's not that
Not quite
As much as I crave acceptance
I think deep down
I don't want to have to change
I think deep down
If I could speculate about myself
Deep down I want to be me
But who.... who am I? I can't remember or maybe....
Maybe there's nothing to remember
Just fitting in
Has changed me
Where can I get real acceptance
Would anyone just care about me even knowing that I was me?
I can't even love me, I don't want to feed me, I don't want to help me
Why would they?
Is there anyone who'd just want me, even if they knew it was me?
Acceptance
It's not just a commodity, it's a necessity
So I found acceptance
It took my life but I'd gladly give it up again
It's better that I no longer live
Well in the my old definition of life
This.... this is life
It's acceptance
I found acceptance with the one I deserved it from the least
Someone I never did anything for
One of my greatest enemies
That's why this acceptance
This forgiveness
This love
Changed me
From the inside
Out
I think I found part of me, I must show my friends
Or that's what I thought
Because the cruel reality of the world is that it
Denies us that one thing that we need to survive that one thing we crave
Acceptance
When I told them He loved me
I lost what little friends I did have
But I have more than I've had
Because I have
Acceptance
poem by David Knox
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Journey to Be
I think I'll journey out some day to wondrous lands afar,
Or even chart a journey to a distant blazing star.
But rest assured that when my journey begs to take its cue,
Always know that when I go, this journey takes you too.
We'll start our journey out from here by horse and cart of old,
The seaside docks - and journey pauses - where we shall behold
A noble schooner for the journey primed to launch as planned:
To sail with dolphins cross the seas then journey back on land.
And so our journey goes by foot to conquer mountains tall:
A chapter hence the journey reached, with scenes that should enthral.
But when we tire, let's rest our journey, stretched in fields of flowers,
And bathe atop the mountain from the journey - autumn showers!
Refreshed, our journey takes a turn - we'll venture back for home,
But first we'll let the journey take a tangent just to roam.
And in the winding route, this journey's bound to bide content,
But most of all take heed - let's make our journey life's event.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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It is the prayer of my innermost being to realize my supreme identity in the liberated play of consciousness, the Vast Expanse. Now is the moment, Here is the place of Liberation.
White V
Vast expanse of absolution
Universe of superiority
Life is Hell
Truth is Death
Love is...
Murder is simply justice against the law
poem by Rupert Park
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The Land Of Beyond
Have ever you heard of the Land of Beyond,
That dreams at the gates of the day?
Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies,
And ever so far away;
Alluring it calls: O ye the yoke galls,
And ye of the trail overfond,
With saddle and pack, by paddle and track,
Let's go to the Land of Beyond!
Have ever you stood where the silences brood,
And vast the horizons begin,
At the dawn of the day to behold far away
The goal you would strive for and win?
Yet ah! in the night when you gain to the height,
With the vast pool of heaven star-spawned,
Afar and agleam, like a valley of dream,
Still mocks you a Land of Beyond.
Thank God! there is always a Land of Beyond
For us who are true to the trail;
A vision to seek, a beckoning peak,
A farness that never will fail;
A pride in our soul that mocks at a goal,
A manhood that irks at a bond,
And try how we will, unattainable still,
Behold it, our Land of Beyond!
poem by Robert William Service
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At The End...
it is not the quantity, not the length
you know it, it is the quality, for you are weighed
and not counted,
it is never the number of days, the delay in the
falling of the sands, the slipping away,
it is the wideness of that vast expanse of the
oceans in your heart,
it is the why, and not the how.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Night, Glorious, Unbending
The night, glorious, unbending,
Takes and gives nothing away
The night, silent, refuses the alms offered by day
Day, loquacious, has questions and answers
But the night doesn't even ponder
Looks far ahead, yonder
Night silently turns away.
Day is curious about these silences
That stretch into infinity: silences that stretch
Until the pale dawn arises
Silences that from ages past and ages to come
Are the very inscrutable embodiment
Of what the night has become.
poem by Rani Turton
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It's a vast, lonely, forbidding expanse of nothing rather like clouds and clouds of pumice stone. And it certainly does not appear to be a very inviting place to live or work.
quote by Frank Borman
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I Swear By The Journey
I swear by the journey,
As I walk,
Emotions get to talk,
My guts by virtue get to be bold,
As I sing,
The voice will be heard by all swings,
I swear by the journey,
As I fly,
Then I will stand and rely,
As I love,
I will hold and cherish the havenly dove,
As I smile,
I know my living days are granted another mile,
I!
Swear!
By!
The!
Journey!
As I fall,
I will get up again and kick the ball,
As I stand,
Firm I get, because I do not depend,
As I feel the pain,
efforts will never the less get a slain,
As I write,
The journey of benediction gets even more bright,
As I live,
In God, once more I get to believe,
As life goes on
My happiness goes on and on
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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Life Is Vast
The vastness of life improves when you submerge,
Into the oceans of brilliance is the cure of illness.
Future has feuds of finesse, submerging like clouds,
Offending the general sky, as if the world mattered.
The fuel of fire is vast, so very vast so that we beg,
The fires are out and they are pushed out to the void.
A void is a vacuum too bigger than the world
Or any black hole, or any night-object.
The world is far away in a place too darker,
Darkness was vast for life, vaster than the mind.
poem by Naveed Akram
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