Untold Story
.cold of night sti flushing deep around me
keep me silence in untold hopes
.ur laugh and tease become death wall this time
.many times left behind
so many missing days
loves n hopes become foreign cloud at the sky
long journey become sad story
craps from mouth is the way to journey
laying and scaried in the midde rooms of hopes
deep dropp eyes still staring at me
feed of hatred is growing on my heart
how long suppose to be beging?
how long i could wait
.how deep this passion kept in big lie
.its a long journey
.its still in the morning
but there is no sunshine in my waiting days
poem by Bowo Nugros
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Spirtual Ethics
'To take the life of self or another'
Never again a journey with sister or brother.
'To be the instigator of physical or mental pain'
A journey as the receiver of the act; time and time again.
'Those who cheat, lie or steal'
A journey of darkness never to see or reveal.
'The abusers of the earthly phsycial form'
A journey when they wished they were never born.
'Those who do not share their earthly treasure'
A journey spent in waiting in a time they cannot measure.
'Those who do wrong and believe it is right'
A long, long journey to see a heavenly sight.
'Those who misuse the gift of power'
A journey that will include an eternal hour.
'Those who fail to give thanks for the gifts of each'
The jorney delayed until some one can teach.
'Failure to offer free expression to God of a love deep within'
The journey will not contain a door for a new life to begin
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poem by AHO Speaks
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“The Journey Called Life”
From where I have started to where will I end,
The journey has been long, winding and tiring.
From nothing to something… it has never been an easy adventure.
I have been tried with luck; tried with hard works;
I am tried with pains and heartaches too…
I have found love and lost it… I have found new one, I’ve tried to keep it.
I have found friends and only few remains,
I have found money, but it never really stays.
The lesson of journey is uncontainable.
I want to move on as life is moving on…
I wish to move on with it, I want to go on its flow.
To an unpredictable journey called life,
Walking alone in this path, with guts and determination.
By God’s grace and guidance.
I want to continue the journey once more…
A journey where people would remember me
As a lady who won a million smiles and conquer goodbyes.
I keep on taking my unavoidable journey in this deep blue sea with struggles and hopes.
Until one day, my journey will bring me to my destiny, that’s then that I will be home.
-aira
poem by Aira Olayvar
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More Questions For The Untamed
for how long shall my
patience be deep
and hollow
and for how long shall the
echoes sing
the soprano?
deep is the hole in the heart
long is the journey of the mind
how short is the
sight of the eyes?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Your Long Journey
(d. watson/r. l. watson)
God's given us years of happiness here
Now we must part
And as the angels come and call for you
The pains of grief tug at my heart
Oh my darling
My darling
My heart breaks as you take your long journey
Oh the days will be empty
The nights so long without you my love
And when god calls for you i'm left alone
But we will meet in heaven above
Oh my darling
My darling
My heart breaks as you take your long journey
Fond memories i'll keep of happy ways
That on earth we trod
And when i come we will walk hand in hand
As one in heaven in the family of god
Oh my darling
My darling
My heart breaks as you take your long journey
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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It's a long journey,
It's a long journey,
It's a long journey,
Not ending,
My journey as a man is very long,
Feeling divided within bounds,
No man can rescue us,
Only time with love.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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It's a long long journey,
It's a long journey,
It's a long journey,
Not ending,
My journey as a man is very long,
Feeling divided within bounds,
No man can rescue us,
Only time with love.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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The Heart of the Warrior
With vision trapped in honey and ashes in the mouth
Journey's always end, pointing artic south
Beginning with a footstep made on unsure ground
It only took a mile to find our two feet bound
Resistance, such a weapon, is a warriors' excuse
Bit it shall be worn down and made of little use
The windows to the soul, they drip honey from their wells
And ashes is the mouth, testify the journey's failed
The spirit battered is a cloud begging imagination to mold
Though we failed the mission, we must fight against the cold
With hands that shake and shiver, from the freeze, from the pain
Faces devoid of color, and live now all but drained
Where is the mighty zeal that begat the warrior way?
I tell you it is somewhere, lost amongst the fray
The generals of industry know the soldiers' fortune can't endure,
If they are made to fight another cowards war
And we were like the wolves whose honey eyes are honey soaked
The ashes in out mouth shall tie the noose form freedoms rope
On the ground in front of us I see blood form wounded knees
But there shall be no master to hear our calls for peace
The consequence of determination was the ax that felled the tree
Still it was just a fall better days await both you and me
The journey and the night have been long, and the wounds run deep
But the fight is far from over, we must sustain another week
Life is but a journey that starts within the mind
The battlefield is calling we must stand the test of time
The fallen warrior knows that the last measure was his heart
And there is where the journey ends, and where the journey starts.
poem by Derrick Puente
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Too Long Gone
Big guns shoot and limp off fields.
Mired deep...
In failed ancient philosophies.
Crippled mentalities,
Rush to heal from wounds quick.
With hopes to return to an existence,
Missed.
But too long gone.
Too long.
Too long.
Too long...
In the worship of the wrongs.
Out of minds weakened.
No longer found to be strong!
Too long.
Too long.
Too long...
Gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In This Lonely Ship In This Vast Blue Ocean
same boat same deep blue sea
as i wake up from a deep slumber
i find us
in greater number
in this long, long
uncharted
journey
everybody look
what the hell is that?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Long Journey,
long journey,
long the journey,
long the going's,
I think of my failings,
my uprising,
my foes,
my under-estimated values,
life's a long journey,
this journey is so long and rough,
life so crucial and tough,
whilst these people talking all the false,
these are the false veil,
that take the beauty of our right's,
still can see my going and coming,
rising and failing's,
that I can never doubt our love,
sincerely there is more love from on high,
that the grace of God is sufficiently blessing us.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Take Care Yourself
how you wish that this trip
be long
so we can be together for
long
you like the conversations
and the stories
that make you cry
and laugh
bitter yet and sweet still
you like the sound of the bus
and every bus stop
is a memory
of sorts
you like the comfort of the
seat
and the coolness of the rural
air that
meets the skin of your face
but this journey will not
be long
it will be over
for the satisfaction of all
not just you
and soon you will cry and laugh
again
but this time alone
and no longer in this
journey
for i will be gone away on
a trip
of my own
and so shall you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Seven Days
I dont care if the rain dont shine
Oh, I dont care if the sun dont fall
You are the one in a million, child
And you knew that I would call
Thoughts of you alone with me
I cant slow them down
But I cant sleep at night
Because youre not around
I cant wait
Seven days is a long time
To be waiting for you girl
I cant wait
Seven days is just too long
To be without you girl
Ive tried every kind of distraction
But nothing will ease this pain
There is only one solution, girl
So why do you make me wait
Got to say I didnt think
That I could read your mind
But I cant sleep at night
cause baby youre on mine
I cant wait
Seven days is a long time
Oh, I miss you girl
I cant wait
Seven days is just too long
I cant wait
Seven days is a long time
To be without you
I cant wait
Seven days is just too long
Just too long
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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The Journey to Love
The path to true love can often be
Long, winding and somewhat rocky.
The journey can be easy at times,
But difficult at others.
The journey can be short for some,
But long for others.
The journey will never be the same for each other,
Because every one of us is different.
None of us will ever know what this path is like
Until we have to travel it ourselves.
poem by Sharon L Norris
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Hymns To The Silence
Oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love
Oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love
When Im away from you, when Im away from you
Well I feel, yeah, well I feel so sad and blue
Well I feel, well I feel so sad and blue
Oh my dear, oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love
When Im away from you, I just have to sing, my hymns
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love its a long, long journey
Long, long journey, journey back home
Back home to you, feel you by my side
Long journey, journey, journey
Yeah in the midnight, in the midnight, I burn the candle
Burn the candle at both ends, burn the candle at both ends
Burn the candle at both ends, burn the candle at both ends
And I keep on, 'cause I cant sleep at night
Until the daylight comes through
And I just, and I just, have to sing
Sing my hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
My hymns to the silence
I wanna go out in the countryside
Oh sit by the clear, cool, crystal water
Get my spirit, way back to the feeling
Deep in my soul, I wanna feel
Oh so close to the one, close to the one
Close to the one, close to the one
And thats why, I keep on singing baby
My hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh my hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh hymns to the silence, oh hymns to the silence
Oh hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh my dear, my dear sweet love
Can you feel the silence? can you feel the silence?
Can you feel the silence? can you feel the silence?
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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It's so hard to bear with the pain Original by Rabindranath Tagore
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
My days pass by and night's pass by
Thus everything passes by
But you haven't come yet, my friend
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
Now my body is weak
All my tears have dried out
And my eyes have lost sleep
One by one all my cherished hopes
Fall like the winter's withered leaves
But you haven't come yet, my friend
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
poem by Asif Andalib
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Eulogy
So here lies my hopes and dreams.
Of all the hopes I had could ever be.
Tossed away in a useless heap.
All that's left is to shudder and weep.
I tried so hard, I tried so long.
When and where did it go so despearetley wrong?
No communication preventing unification.
I must pronounce this adventure at an end.
I wonder what will come of us.
Does the bitterness for me turn to hatred ten times plus?
I get so tense,
I get so mad,
but in the end I just feel truly sad.
The love we had,
the trust we shared.
Now I'm cold and weak,
so very scared.
I mourn this loss,
this death of me so close to you.
A eulogy now to rightly fit.
The final piece in this tragic bit.
We loved, we laughed.
From time to time we had a few massive clash.
Overall it was the best.
Always comforting to know you were my best.
I'll always remeber your long dark hair.
The most beautiful smile, your precious stare.
Well good bye my love,
what will I do?
Till the end of time I'll dream of you.
I love you sweet your heart is pure,
I just wish I'd done alright by you.
poem by Michael McParland
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Our Journey
the journey is long
and inter-dimensional,
many who should
have walked it
have sold out,
forsaking
a radical
freshness
of mind,
you do not
walk
your
journey alone,
in an
interconnected world,
you need
never walk alone,
the hopes
aspirations
dreams
of many
flow with you
flow into you
feed you
sustain you
food of your though
feeds their hunger
feeds their love
feeds better beginnings
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Silence
Go, my sun go.
Collect all your golden leaves
and leave me with pink wounds.
Go, my son go.
Collect all your lies
and leave me with bare bones.
Lying in bed with saddened eyes
I count the mistakes, eternities
and chew the years.
It had been a long journey
from cloud to cloud,
time to dropp on dew again.
I return to silence
feed it my body.
poem by Satish Verma
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Autographs-two
dear friends,
i am starting my journey;
the words wavered half in throats
were full of hopes....
the memories fly away to a far off place.
now i see
they were the throbs of the ages
which has no home-coming.
the rains drained
in the burnt out days,
when i've lent you my heart,
on my journey which has no return
to our memory.
poem by Chayamsu V R
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So long, too long!
So long, too long!
Back in the days and back in time;
Struggling from the roots of Africa to identify myself;
But, born in 1961! !
So long, too long!
From yesterday with my muse of love;
And like today with the problems of the earth,
But, is this the future? ! !
The African story,
The African struggle,
The African muse,
The African experience,
The African hardships,
With the hustle and bustle to identify myself to the status of this world;
But, i am still moving on without giving up! !
For, nobody knows tomorrow.
So long, too long!
But, all the fingers are not equal;
And like the movements of the snail and tortoise,
However, i will surely reach there when you also do get there.
This life,
This muse,
This continent,
This mind,
This writer and his story! !
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
This is my life,
This is my muse,
This is my mind,
This is myact,
And, i am now presenting my love to you;
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
1961,
Born in Africa;
Yes, from 1961 to the present time! !
Struggling to make ends meet;
And, like the life seen in the slums of Africa!
But, it has taken me so long, too long! !
Africa, Africa, Africa, Africa! ! !
The land of my birth and my homeland;
But, i am still finding my way through the dark forest to represent myself to the world,
With hopes and dreams every now ansd then without giving up!
But, it has taken me so long, too long! !
Back in the days,
Oh yes! ! And, like the days of yesterday gone by;
But today, you can read my lines to know who i am!
And like the muse of sweet love in the land of peace,
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
This is it,
This is me,
That is it,
That is my muse,
Here i am and, this is my mind! !
With the sweet love from my heart brewed in the African Pot;
Touching the minds of many and, ready to educate others,
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
Come and enter into my world so sweet with your love,
Come and taste the muse of my love with your mind,
And like the aroma of sweet love from the bed of roses;
Where, the delight of love is crowned with peace and care,
But, this journey on this earth started from my mother's womb.
Oh yes! ! in the land of Africa to represent my muse;
Out of the womb of my mother to cry out to the world! !
And like the tears of love in the land of beautiful flowers,
However, it has taken me so long, too long!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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