If all hearts were open and all desires known — as they would be if people showed their souls — how many gapings, sighings, clenched fists, knotted brows, broad grins, and red eyes should we see in the market-place!
quote by Thomas Hardy
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Accustomed To Ignoring Their Own Treasures
When I came to give,
Hands were closed.
And fists were clenched.
Prepared what seemed to me to be,
Arguments conflicting with my interests.
Then when it became discovered,
What I came to give...
Would be of benefit.
Hands surrounded me opened like cups.
And those with clenched fists,
Were prepared to pat me on the back.
As if a lost relative had for them been missed.
When I CAME to give,
Hands were closed.
And fists were clenched.
An impression made,
I have not forgotten since.
When I CAME to offer,
I was immediately dismissed.
And NOW...
Today?
I've learned my worth is too valuable.
Too genuine to just give away.
Especially to those,
Accustomed to ignoring their own treasures.
And suspicious of those,
Who have chosen them to give.
Prehaps my approached for them was too sincere.
Since from them 'then'...
I HAD asked for nothing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Small To Big!
small hands, trust...
big hands, afraid,
clenched to fists...
small eyes, see...
big eyes, blinded,
confined to conceptions...
small hearts, love...
big hearts, possess,
clipping the wings
of their own dreams!
small to big, return to small
finding our way home!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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This Is No Horror Fairy Tale Poem
This is no fairytale poem this is the reality
Of the twenty first century,
The era of religious political minds gone mad
Preying on the young manipulating robbing their souls
As,
Graveyard eyelids close and open over compassionless eyes,
The young female drone obsessed with promised martyrdom
Moves into the centre of the busy market place.
Her young slim body is now swollen to an obese size
With the aid of dynamite strapped to her body
Hidden under her dark clothing of lies,
Make no mistake here moves a killer
A mini 911 creature a black plague,
A killer of women and children all innocent souls
Where the Hell is the route of this insanity
Is it the Aztecs digging hearts out for the sun God?
The Romans digging roads in other people’s back yards?
Gengus Khan preaching his beheading technique?
Each side of the many faces of man
Pointing the trigger finger at each other,
Each with the mythical coat of divine blessing
From their own misconstrued religion.
I don’t know the answer but I do know
When the young bomber blew herself up
In the market with 45 other poor souls
I do know the authorities put her head in a bucket.
poem by Ken e Hall
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People with clenched fists can not shake hands.
quote by Indira Nehru Gandhi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To Think Of You Is To Treasure An Absent Memory
When you shut your eyes and fell asleep
Dark clouds descended on the souls of the ones
Who held you close to their hearts
Close to their hearts
My heart broke (3x)
Open (4x)
The beauty of an embrace a place
To lay down the pain
Where blood and fire bring rest and peace (4x)
I sit away in a secret place the shadow of wings
I think of you (7x)
And my heart breaks open
song performed by by Zao from Where Blood And Fire Bring Rest
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Over The Edge
I had eyes but I could not see, I hurt everybody who believed in me
I had it all but I lost the key, oh
I saw the world through fogged-up glasses, like some lothario making passes
I showed the world just what an ass is, oh
I was over the edge, I was always out of my head
Trouble in paradise, treadin on the thinnest ice
Oh-oh, over the edge, I wouldnt listen to what anybody said
Cuttin with a razor blade, spendin every cent I made
Over the edge
I dreamed of standin on my own two feet
My fists held high and I clenched my teeth
But Id wake up to the same old me, oh
I was living a lie, but you brought me truth
Afraid to cry, but you taught me to
You stood beside me, now Ill stand by you, oh
I was over the edge, I was always out of my head
I wasnt foolin anyone, playin with a loaded gun
Oh-oh, over the edge, I wouldnt listen to what anybody said
I was numbing all the pain, you taught me how to feel again
(solo)
If I had died, it would have been a shame
Theyd have said he only had himself to blame
You saved my life when you called my name, oh
I was over the edge, I was always out of my head
I was numbing all the pain, you showed me how to feel again
Oh-oh, over the edge, I wouldnt listen to what anybody said
When you looked me in the eyes, you finally made me recognize
Oh-oh, over the edge (repeats 4x)
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No man can think clearly when his fists are clenched.
quote by George Jean Nathan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The War
Strangers are the souls in the world of the wars
The lives cradle somehow between the death and life
They try to survive the hardship of the life the abject truths of life are there with all their ugly faces
The mercy of hearts are extinguished
The spirits at the cruelty of the men got lost
What the eyes sees the heart ignores
Ah strangers are the souls at the winter night they shiver alone
Like wounded birds they are pale ignored
Alone in this world no place for the broken souls
People are selfish their hearts deny to see others pain
Only in the war you can clearly see the simple truths of the world,
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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My World
I have a dream world for my own
I always fly there all alone
It makes me feel I'm back home
There my pain gets paralysed
There my eyes never cries
So long ago the value of my dreams I've realized
No place ever can be more magic full of delights
Like walking upon fire and ice
There revive my heart desires
There I never get hurt its like being in paradise
When I'm there every single emotion of mine gets inspired
Every minute I spend there forever will stay memorized
As charming as your eyes
That's why there I can spend a life Where the memory of your eyes survives
Away from haters eyes near to hearts
My soul sings free love songs and takes flight
There is the only place that my heart desires never get criticized.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Military Death
He marched along
to the cadence of the drum.
He clenched his fists
so overcome
with sorrow and grief
and so much pain.
And as he marched
he felt the rain.
It fell with precision
like the tears in his eyes.
For a friend lives
and a friend dies.
When they reached
the final resting place
the final beat of the drum
did erase
all sound but the weeping
and his long deep sigh
as he gave his salute
and said goodbye.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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ana's song
Please die Ana
For as long as you're here we're not
You make the sound of laughter
and sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
I'magine pageant
In my head the flesh seems thicker
Sandpaper tears corrode the film
And I need you now somehow
And I need you now somehow
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
And you're my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an Anorexia life
Open fire on the needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire on my knees desires
What I need from you
Open fire on the needs designed
Open fire on my knees desires
On my knees for you
song performed by by Silverchair from neon ballroom
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A Bridge-Crossing
Gaining a bridge will keep us apart,
Open this only now
Describing us totally and satisfactorily,
With arms in the hope of reaching
I concern the older generation.
My wizardry fetched intelligence
As this brings mathematics, farther than the eye
Inside of which is super fluid,
Glue to make the hearing and over.
A blind crossing will enter the book
Fists clenched and covers handled.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Revival is A Boost
The more I loved her the more I thirsted.
The more I pursued the more she thawed.
Had I not been struck, had she not been knotted,
We would have been knotted, tightly knotted.
I heard she was fervent to get my verses.
My hormones are once more in spate thanks to her.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Secret Place
Between life and death
There's another path
Some of us choose to live there
Away from life there's another place for broken hearts
A secret place that helps tired souls to find the peace within their selves
Thoughts and regrets all meet there
The place where I open the gate to meet the present with past
Away from crowd near to the God not dead or alive
The secret place its the loneliness to meet ourselves
Away from lovers aches
But with the memories no way to disregard to escape free
The secret place there I open my hidden aches
Away from blamers glance
My bloody wounds there take a bit rest
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Great Spirits
When the earth was young
And the air was sweet
And the mountains kissed the sky
In the far beyond, with its many paths
Man and nature lived side by side
The pretty wisdom does not come without learning
And revision not wholly with our eyes
We can think that we see
Truly see you're around us
But when we look
Do we see with open minds?
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls with all you know
The key to understanding
Is to see through others' eyes
Find a way to help us
See from all sides
Truly see from all sides
Teach our children to look deeper than the surface
See the world through another's eyes
For to be blind me on yourself
Is to look but not see it
Knowing much is not enough to be wise
To see the wonder
In all we've been given
In a world that's not always as it seems
On the part that we choose
Turn every corner
Follow on, for another begins
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls with all you know
Key to understanding
Is to see through others' eyes
Find a way to help us
See from all sides
Truly see from all sides
Great Spirits of all who lived before
Take our hands and lead us
Fill our hearts and souls with all you know
Key to understanding
Is to see through others' eyes
Find a way to help us
See from all sides
Truly see from all sides
See from all sides
song performed by by Phil Collins
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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John The Baptist At The River Jordan
I see them standing in their best clothes as holy people
at the market square, the threshing-floor and the well
hitting with their fists proudly on their breasts,
even where rich old men doze off at the city gate
as if they want to shout, that they are children of Abraham
are saved as his descendants,
are free from their lineage but as a brood of vipers
they rise around me with love missing from their hearts
where they only wait for a moment,
are waiting to strike and backward to rob, plunder
and they think that they are saved
and where I am baptising
they stand and gossip backwardly,
are coming with questions set as traps
and I wonder if I have to walk up to them,
have got to drive them away
and have to rub in their sins
in front of the people, the city, the whole world?
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Words
Lord let my words
Touch a few hearts, minds and souls
May they open their eyes to your glory
Let them heal the broken, lost and lonely
Inspire their minds to do your work
Return the souls that have wondered away
By showing them that You are always with them
Even when life can seem unbearable
If truely in your HEART you BELIEVE!
poem by David Kush
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Are Filled!
when our hands...
are filled with weapons,
and our fists are clenched...
God's hands are tied!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Open Up Your Eyes
The Hollies
Open Up Your Eyes
(Allan Clarke/Tony Hicks/Graham Nash)
Single release as B-side of "Jennifer Eccles" 1968
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin', smilin'
Wake in the mornin', look out of my window
Down on the street as the people pass by
Wonderful faces, awake but asleep
Rushing around with appointments to keep
Rushing around with appointments to keep
Bald-headded banker, with bowler on head
Credit for debit still in the red
School girl in pigtails and freckly nose
Tryin' to remember her latin prose
Tryin' to remember her latin prose
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin', smilin'
Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
Isn't it surprisin' what you'll find?
{Interlude}
Open up your eyes, open up your eyes
What are they thinkin'? What's on their minds?
Are they all lookin' for somethin' to find?
Decreasin' circles, running around
Searchin' for somethin' they've already found
Searchin' for somethin' they've already found
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
Wouldn't it be nice if they were always smilin'
Open up your eyes, lookin' at the people
song performed by by Hollies
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Smh
So I was talking to a friend
Just the other day
And we were talking about relationships
I told her about a special someone
The first thing she asked me if
The guy and I had sex
Naw Boo
See people fail to realize
That is why things die
Things end before they begin
Because people don't care
About what they put into
Themselves
In their eyes
In their minds
In their souls
In their hearts
So things fall apart
From the start
Take time to know the man
Or woman
Chances are if somethings wrong
You will see it before
You take your clothes off
So you won't be hoping
That the emptiness of sex
Can fix the brokenness
Naw not me I think
I will pass
On that
I don't care how long it takes
I will not walk into a situation
With my eyes open
Don't want no mistakes
poem by Tameeka Smith
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