We live in a nightmare of falsehoods, and there are few who are sufficiently awake and aware to see hings as they are. Our first duty is to clear away illusions and recover a sense of reality. If war should come, it will do so on account of our delusions, for which our hag-ridden conscience attempts to find moral excuses. To recover a sense of reality is to recover the truth about ourselves and the world in which we live, and thereby to gain the power of keeping this world from flying asunder.
quote by Nikolai Berdyaev
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Lost Hopeless Lover
I never meant to see you leaving
With an emptiness so vacant
There is no escaping from this loneliness
And I try denying
I never wished to be convinced
That you would leave me
And I
Making some sense of it
My eyes hide from crying
I never meant to feel deserted
Or left felt hurting
By the pinching even of it
No!
I never meant to say
Go away from me
Now I suffer
Like a lost hopeless lover
To recover
To recover
And now I suffer
Like a lost hopeless lover
Hoping to discover
Another
Lover
Just like the other
I never meant to see you leaving
And I
Left alone
Making some sense of it
To suffer
Like a lost
And
Hopeless lover
And
I suffer
From another
Like a lost hopeless lover
And I
Try
Denying
But I suffer
To recover
Like a lost hopeless lover
I'm just a lost hopeless lover
I'm just a lost hopeless lover
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Sunday Prayer 08
Oh Lord our father
who watches over us each day,
extend a healing hand
over the sick and infirmed
across every land.
Help them to recover
a little bit each day.
Help them, as they would want to help us.
Be with them daily as they recover.
poem by David Harris
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Reality Is Killing Lots Of People
reality has been killing a lot of people
those who dare sometimes they do not recover
despite the surrender
hands raised and heads bowed
reality still kills
heads hanging on the gallows
wrists cut and bubbling foams on the mouth
that case of poisoning was never incidental
it was real and true and harsh
but that is what reality does
the only thing that kills reality
is not rage
there is this submission to truth
the gentleness of acceptance
the tranquility of avowal
the simmering of guilt to the divine
the touch of the hand of God
the light eternal
that pierces the darkness of the crevices
of our souls
it is only this
when reality is dead
and you find yourself
alive
beaming with light
teeming with life
so silent in your newly found joy
still unnamed
undefined.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Chance to Recover
You have chance to recover
Only you should have will power
That may not push you backward however
You may have time not to regret later
nice to make change over
as you have divine cover,
what all you did is thing of past,
now is the time to recover and move fast
you are not left alone
you are taken care even in cyclone
winds calm down and you are restored
to your original position and favored
some of things do happen
it may done in normal peace even
you got get wind out of it
as dark may disappear with emergence of light
some of the phases are very emproray
they are all designed and very necessary
we may never believe in his divine power
if you are not shocked in between for fewer
you are not to resort to old game
if any one does harm then let him share the blame
you go for outright change
and try to ably manage
you may say” to err is human”
that is applicable to man and woman
but what if it is done intentionally
wait for devastation and blow finally
The stick blow may be mild in nature
You may come to know it for sure
That will be god enough to bring you in sense
You seek refuge in earnest without feeling tense
We have come here to live as per his wish
The end may not be taken to logical finish
Yet it may have his secret blessing
Nothing moves without his wish or goes missing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Recover
I kept
Telling him
Don't keep
Doing this
To me…
I'll never
Recover.
He didn't
Believe me.
Never, ever
Listened
To me…
Took me
Very lightly.
Thought -
I was wallowing
In self-pity.
Now,
He writhes
In pain -
Seeing me
In pain.
But knows not
How to cure me
As he realises...
I'll never recover.
(Theme: Heartbreak)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Which Is Which
> To beware of the truth.
> Is truth...it, self?
> So, what is truth?
>
> Is truth, true love?
> Or...just a reality?
> To be a man...is that truth?
>
> A man...is reality.
> A woman...is reality.
> To be woman...is that truth?
>
> To have more then one partner
> Is a reality of the world.
>
> Which this world agrees.
> Truth is; in my point of view
> Is what one claims to be truth.
>
> But, the truth is whatever you
> Are doing as I speak.
> A woman is good for the soul.
>
> That truth is very bold.
> A man lives for his manhood
> So I am told.
>
> Is it truth or reality?
> Respect is in the middle of the spectrum.
> Male vs. Female
>
>
> That is truth.
> Man being woman
> A reality.
>
> Woman being man...
> She tries.
> Respect cover both the unreal and the wise.
>
> Truth or reality...we never really
> Give it much thought.
> Maybe it was the way we are taught.
>
> Truth or reality...
> Which is Which?
>
>
> whisperkwane
>
> [email protected]
>
>
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Life Is...........? ? ? ? ? ?
life can seem like a challenge which it is, but reality can sometimes change its being.
what i am trying to mean is that it may seem deam but u see reality cansomtimes lie to save its being, which, which means u truly suluwhat i seem to mean...
what i seem to mean truly never to be deep, but life surely sucks wish my life would have been bitten by a shark but still a live, my whispers never got heard but blood never got shooooook, my mind never got shooooook, taken but never returned it still gets me....
how will i ever survive, live to tell no more lies, intetwine with my beautiful mind regardless still not but will i ever recover to be fine as alchoholic as i am, , , ,
myind dreams while i try to sleep, dreams awaken me deeper than u should , i wake up sweating, shivering and hardly slept would u be, still recollect my seff @ times but i fail to see whatseally mine...
so lfe will either treat u kind or leave u behind... its up to u.....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Thato Maluleka
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Life
life can seem like a challenge which it is, but reality can sometimes change its being.
what i am trying to mean is that it may seem deam but u see reality cansomtimes lie to save its being, which, which means u truly suluwhat i seem to mean...
what i seem to mean truly never to be deep, but life surely sucks wish my life would have been bitten by a shark but still a live, my whispers never got heard but blood never got shooooook, my mind never got shooooook, taken but never returned it still gets me....
how will i ever survive, live to tell no more lies, intetwine with my beautiful mind regardless still not but will i ever recover to be fine as alchoholic as i am, , , ,
myind dreams while i try to sleep, dreams awaken me deeper than u should , i wake up sweating, shivering and hardly slept would u be, still recollect my seff @ times but i fail to see whatseally mine...
so lfe will either treat u kind or leave u behind... its up to u.....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Thato Maluleka
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An Exchange Of Values Have Come To Upset
Obtaining gold and diamonds,
Is still prioritized...
In those minds that can not accept,
An exchange of values have come to upset...
The status quo with depth and purpose.
Just to have 'things' to present an image,
Seems to be on the wane for those drained...
And doing the best they can,
To recover from the quick presence of reality.
Many had never met reality so personalized before.
And the experience has been breathtaking.
Even though...
Obtaining gold and diamonds,
Is still prioritized...
In those minds that can not accept,
An exchange of values have come to upset...
The status quo with depth and purpose,
There still remain those...
Clinging onto their delusions,
Since this is the only reality they know!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wonderland
Would you come and look around
See the motion and circle round
Feel it whirl through the fields
All the years we wandered about
And let our youth strip us out
Now lock up the door to indignation
As all appears to recover
(would you come-look around-see the motion-circle round)
All appears to recover
(all the years we wandered about-let our youth-strip us out-come with me)
Here we are in wonder left with all left to discover
Will you stay watch by me
As all appears to recover
(would you come-look around-see the motion-circle round)
All appears to recover
(all the years we wandered about-let our youth-strip us out-come with me-break out)
As all appears to recover
(would you come-look around-see the motion-circle round)
All appears to recover
(all the years we wandered about-let our youth-strip us out-come with me-break out)
All appears to discover
(see the motion-circle round-come with me-break out
song performed by by Xymox
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Wonderland
Would you come and look around
See the motion and circle round
Feel it whirl through the fields
All the years we wandered about
And let our youth strip us out
Now lock up the door to indignation
As all appears to recover
(would you come-look around-see the motion-circle round)
All appears to recover
(all the years we wandered about-let our youth-strip us out-come with me)
Here we are in wonder left with all left to discover
Will you stay watch by me
As all appears to recover
(would you come-look around-see the motion-circle round)
All appears to recover
(all the years we wandered about-let our youth-strip us out-come with me-break out)
As all appears to recover
(would you come-look around-see the motion-circle round)
All appears to recover
(all the years we wandered about-let our youth-strip us out-come with me-break out)
All appears to discover
(see the motion-circle round-come with me-break out
song performed by by Xymox
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Ultimate Reality!
All thoughts on vague matters lead nowhere;
Ideas centred to Almighty enlarges vision;
Out of vision pictures of divines are drawn
Lasting for hundreds of years enlightening all!
All personifications of Almighty inspire all
Coupled with faith based on truth atoning!
Exploration to know Almighty has no end
As it is an endless source of pursuit forever!
Visions and epic stories of great poets live
Eternally to enlarge the horizon of thoughts
Leading ever to blissful state to recover all
Lost hopes again to live better to do better!
Individual pursuits of the eternal power fill
Heart, mind and soul with zeal to go ahead
To unravel the mysteries of ages to know
Ultimate Reality and reach it in good stead!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The goal of spiritual practice is full recovery, and the only thing you need to recover from is a fractured sense of self.
quote by Marianne Williamson
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Justice' Is What Shall End Our Strife
Hastily removed from my world was I indeed!
Little knowledge had I of your fall from truth,
When most needed of such- though it was deceit you did choose!
Wanton of belief, then truth is what you did need!
Have you gone through any of what you said?
Did you think about that as you wished me dead?
What of the girls and being for them an example! ?
Reason I have for revenge- yet love is still ample!
You have left yourself no choice at all,
How to recover your grace after the fall!
Call it an ultimatum, I would call it fate
From heightened paranoia, to again reality's state!
Without thought, you relegated the love of your life-
'Justice' is what shall end our strife!
Maurice Harris,16 April 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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I Don't Want A Lover (2001 Mix)
I don't want a lover
I just need a friend
I don't want a lover
I just need a friend
You can just leave me
To face life on my own
I know you don't love me no more
I knew this day it would come
Even when it cuts so deep
It's true I still want you
But the harder I try
The more I seem to lose
I don't want a lover
I just need a friend
I've had time to recover
Now that I know it wasn't love
It's always a different story
When it's me who's in the wrong
But you can't have it all
Cause I'm the one who's strong
I've already been burnt before
Once but never again
I know the time will come
That's when you'll need me then
I don't want a lover
I just need a friend
I've had time to recover
Now that I know it wasn't love
I don't want a lover
I just need a prayer
I know you never cared
Now that I know it wasn't love
You don't even care
About what I'm saying
You don't even think
What you're doing
All you see is what you want it to be
But in there there's just no room for me
I don't want a lover
I just need a friend
I've had time to recover
Now that I know it wasn't love
You don't even care
About what I'm saying
You don't even think
What you're doing
All you see is what you want it to be
There's just no room in there for me
I don't want a lover
I just need a friend
I've had time to recover
Now that I know it wasn't love
I don't want a lover
I just need a prayer
I know you never cared
Now that I know it wasn't love
song performed by by Texas
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Those Who Spread Falsehoods
What others say of me can't say I much care
Since of my own shortcomings I am all too aware
But when speaking of me of me do not lie
Since you would not like lies to be spread about you neither would I.
Some truths of me may seem bitter but the truth I can take
I won't lose sleep to the truth all night in bed awake
To deliberately spread lies about someone is a terrible thing
Those who spread falsehoods bad karma on themselves do bring.
Sometimes by the truth friendships are lost and won
But the truth is the truth when all is said and done
The truth can convict you or set you free
And the truth is never wrong with that most would agree
Though we may not always like of us what is true
I will accept the truth since the truth is my due
But deliberate lies of us seem hard to forgive
For I too believe in live and let live.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Recovery
(john farrar/tom snow)
I live on an island far away
All by myself, theres no one else
Nobody calls, but thats okay
Dont need their help, Im by myself
Nobody here to make a career
Of hurting me, deserting me
Your crazy life aint ever gonna get me
Dont worry about my recovery
Cause lover, you wont recover me
Im not too low, Im not too high
Ill get by makin my recovery
When I go wrong as people do
Theres only me to answer to
Nobody here to bring me down
No feelings I need step around
Trouble and care are waiting out there
But Im alright, Im safe tonight
Your crazy life aint ever gonna get me
Dont worry about my recovery
Cause lover, you wont recover me
Im not too low, Im not too high
Ill get by makin my recovery
Dont need your sympathy
Save all your tears
Ive lived without tenderness
For too many years
Why would I need it now
Nobody here to make a career
Of hurting me, deserting me
Your crazy life aint ever gonna get me
Dont worry about my recovery
Cause lover, you wont recover me
Im not too low, Im not too high
Ill get by makin my recovery
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on How could we ever get up off our knees How could we ever recover from the wonder of it
quote by Jeanette Winterson
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They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it?
quote by Jeanette Winterson
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We Live In An Insane Asylum
We are nuts to some degree
we live in an insane asylum,
You and me,
Most souls don’t want to come here
for we live in a world based on fear,
We have to stay focused and be clear,
of the reality we want to achieve,
Sending pictures of what we want to see.
Knowing we can have it if we believe.
For you create your own nightmare
or a happy dream.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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