Just A Glimpse
Just wait, there's no need to frustrate
Waiting is the best part
I'll see you it's only a matter of time (before i)
I love you, and no one can take that away (still crying)
To prove to you, this isn't just an obsession
(Your soul) lights up inside (scared of my own dreams)
Super imposed (wanting to be free)
You twist the ocean (cry myself to sleep)
It tastes good, to me
Sweet, sour, flavour (still crying)
Your taste, makes, cringe and smile
(Your soul) lights up inside (scared of my own dreams)
Super imposed (starving for release)
You twist the ocean (cry myself to sleep)
It tastes good, to me
Just one more glimpse
Just one more glimpse (please let me in)
Just one more glimpse (scared of my own dreams)
Just one more glimpse (one more glimpse of you)
(if you can help)
Help, help me out,
One more chance, help me out,
One more glimpse, just one glimpse,
Of her face, I am broken...
FOR JUST ONE MORE GLIMPSE
Just one more glimpse (please let me in)
Just one more glimpse (scared of my own dreams)
Just one more glimpse (one more look at you)
Just one more glimpse
(if you care)
JUST ONE GLIMPSE (if you care)
(if you care)
song performed by by Inme
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Glimpse of Heaven
To love you was a glimpse of heaven
Now fading like a ship of dreams
Gliding on an azure horizon
Where faintest of all hope still gleams.
But me, I'm dead in the water
And as i drown in this lonely sea
I try to reach your hand, so desperately.
To love you was like a glimpse of heaven
Sweet kisses fly with the dawn
I lay with aching heart alone with just Sellotape
Our great love story torn
But you are in my head and in my heart
These memories will my sanity save?
My life was worthwhile at last with your kiss
And the glimpse of heaven that you gave.
poem by Kevin East
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Sans People
Will you let me have a glimpse of people?
People on the streets? People sauntering by, people smiling.
People intending to take a right turn,
Suddenly changed the mind and took to the left.
People across the meadows,
Past the shops, cinemas, theatres, Opera houses,
People racing down, people in the cars, bus, tram, train.
How I wish to have a glimpse of them, the procession of people!
Will you let me have a glimpse of them-
Men, women and children in the houses?
Am I to live only with the fluky glimpse of a strip of cloud
Or the streak of sun, penetrating through the chinks of my window?
People, they said are barred out,
I've to live the rest of my life sans people.
poem by Taslima Nasrin
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Flowerbed
Placed in the midst
Of a twilight zone
My vision went hazy,
My fancy disoriented,
And while my failed dreams
Were in desperation
I had a glimpse
At the loveliest of faces.
Under a white veil.
I stole a glance of the loveliness
Of the countenance benign,
While lamenting
Over the distorted reflections
On the fragmented glass remains
Of my dreams
Of phenomenal dimension,
Which I had fondled
And renewed over the years.
Through your white veil
I stole a glimpse
Of a fascinating amalgam
Of beauty and compassion,
A flowerbed
Of exclusive red roses
Of dewy-freshness
Clad by a thin pall
Of a late winter snow
Of Kashmir Valley.
Through your white veil
I had a glimpse
Of the last oasis
Of my life
In the midst of
A harsh and fiery desert.
Through that white veil
I rejoiced the sight
Of a gorgeous painting
Drawn by a ceremony
Of profound colours.
Under the white veil
I had again a glimpse
Of a fairy of Ajanta fresco
Full of exquisite tenderness
And love of beauty.
Yet, always with a suspicion
Of something deeper
And transcendental.
Beneath the white veil
That embellished your face
Like a patch of snow cladding
The upper reaches of your abode
I had a glimpse
Of your soil and scenery
Of reflection and reality
In full bloom.
Glimpse
In all my time I've seen but a glimpse
Of forgotten favours, odd behaviours
And life on a whole
Life on the role of an elder
On the promise of what and what not to tell her
Little is truth that could be reasoned with sanity
Or held close to the devilish vanity
Which the world holds as a trait
The glimpse I have seen holds little experience
Nor the acceptance of life and of fate
Just little people playing their part
To uphold the worlds fragile state
So I watch and review as best as I can
Is the world dependent on beast or on man?
For I see just a glimpse of the peace we expect
Less peace than there would be if we didn't reject
The severity our actions reflects on the future we hold
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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A moment passed
A moment passed
that I'll never get back
a glimpse into something I knew
a glimpse into something
I felt to be real
A song, a lyric
an image
taking me in to something deep
inside of a dream
or a fantasy or a partial memory
a moment that reminded me
that I'm alive
a theme song to my life
then it was quiet again
poem by Sara Winters
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A glimpse
a glimpse
the half opened door
some would say
a half closed door
it all depends on the
state of mind you are in
well half closed for pessismist
and half opened for optimist
half opened or half closed door
so long as it is open
and not close
a good exercise for the mind
of a story teller, novelist, a film maker
a glimpse at the half closed door
the mind is thrown open
like the kick you would give
a half opened door
so that you and pet cat could
glide through easily
the stories that start coming out
from a glimpse at the half opened door
agatha's murdered corpse lying behind
a stalker, a ghost in the corridor of the mind
from the glimpse of the half closed door
a million possibilities, ideas pouring forth
half closed door, half opened door
whichever way you may say
it is an opened door
a million stories, ideas, possibilities
knock at the door of my mind
a glimpse of the half closed, half opened door
my half closed half opened eyes
open themselves to my ever curious mind
boundless as the universe
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A Glimpse
A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,
late of a winter night-And I unremark'd seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going-of drinking and
oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little,
perhaps not a word.
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I'll Be The One
You'll never know,
How much you touch my soul
You're so beautiful and I'm so gone
Please understand, I'm only just a man
But I'll give you all I am
From here and now on
I'll be the one
The one you hold
I'll wrap my love around you until time
Grows old
That ray of faith
That glimpse of sun
Baby, only everything
I'll be the one
Trust this much, I'll always believe in us
And I'll never give it up
For anything ever
I'll be the one
The one you hold
I'll wrap my love around you until time
Grows old
That ray of faith
That glimpse of sun
Baby, only everything
I'll be the one
Lay down beside me
Right down here beside me
There's so much inside girl
And I want to share it with you
My love, whatever I do
I'll be the one
The one you hold
I'll wrap my love around you until time
Grows old
That ray of faith
That glimpse of sun
Baby, only everything
I'll be the one
I'll be the one
I'll be the one
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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Personal Evolution
My shores are all but gone now...
Time has claimed my sands
Tears i have cried o'er Love that has died
My waves ebb and flow now on command;
The moon has all but given up
Taken it's leave from shining o'er Earths floor
Silence and sorrow are my constant companions
Embraced by tattered shores of nevermore;
Life 'tis but a glimpse of Divine Light...
A solumn glimpse of Eternity...
Shores of once sweet abandon-are gone now
Swallowed up, i am now, by the Sea;
poem by Theodora Onken
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Caught A Glimpse
What just happened?
The Hollywood Empire strikes back
And this time I am standing in their way
Now I Waited for so long
For this to come along
Now this beauty and beast is starring in my face
Still silent voice whispers 'stay'
(But in the crowd I)
Caught a glimpse of your eye
Everything freezes
I'm in an old photograph
I'm back from the start
Caught a glimpse of your eye
Everything freezes and I'm ready
To give you my heart
Mayday
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Wings
The wings of a butterflly
caught my gaze
then quickly went away.
To catch a fleeting
glimpse of it
started my beautiful day.
The wings of a hungry hawk
caught my gaze
as he circled in my sight.
To glimpse the soaring bird of prey
ended my sorrowful night.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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All I Have
I m anxious and distraught for the last few days
Now theres nothing of the sort that makes it all right
This moment I am compelled to go off the deep end
I clutch at every straw , my heart is sinking
I give it one more try, I give it all I can
I never wanted more, I give it one more shot
I give it all I have to make things right
What scope is there left? where is the hope then?
Ive heard it all before when life is measured
A slow and tame despair is inside all of us
Your passionate old dreams sometimes you cry for
I give it one more try, I give it all I can
I never wanted more, I give it all I have
I give it one more shot to make things right
Little else we can cherish, little else is not enough
A glimpse, a glimpse of heaven
How can I see the stars?
As all others do, as all others do
As all others do , as all others do
I give it one more try, I give it all I can
I wont fail once more
Take the bull by the horns
Try my luck once more
To make things right
Again
song performed by by Xymox
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All I Have
I m anxious and distraught for the last few days
Now theres nothing of the sort that makes it all right
This moment I am compelled to go off the deep end
I clutch at every straw , my heart is sinking
I give it one more try, I give it all I can
I never wanted more, I give it one more shot
I give it all I have to make things right
What scope is there left? where is the hope then?
Ive heard it all before when life is measured
A slow and tame despair is inside all of us
Your passionate old dreams sometimes you cry for
I give it one more try, I give it all I can
I never wanted more, I give it all I have
I give it one more shot to make things right
Little else we can cherish, little else is not enough
A glimpse, a glimpse of heaven
How can I see the stars?
As all others do, as all others do
As all others do , as all others do
I give it one more try, I give it all I can
I wont fail once more
Take the bull by the horns
Try my luck once more
To make things right
Again
song performed by by Xymox
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Sunset and Dawn
The Sunset tells the end of everything,
the Dawn tells the beginning.
During the Sunset,
the sky turns orange,
like Love is when it's old and false.
During the Dawn,
the sky turns pink and blue,
like Love is when it's fresh and true.
At Sunset,
you get a glimpse of the moon and stars,
and you know it's going to be okay.
At Dawn,
you get a glimpse of the sun in a new form,
and you know it's not over yet.
poem by Laura Rodriguez
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A tribute to William Bronk, poet.
There you have him, and you have him not..
his life, his poetry;
humility, yet
the glimpse of glory;
the glimpse of glory, yet
humility..
There’s how it is; and how
it seems. And poetry.
So poets say, of how it seems, that
‘it’s as if…’
and of how it is, they say that
‘it’s as if..’
for thus we are to know
the slender, swinging, fearful
in its impertinent height over
awful depths, rope bridge
of words across the chasm,
life, below, fast flowing,
the poet carrying a thin scribbled sheet
with undescribably great love
about how it is, and
how it seems,
about how it seems, and
how it is
and on the sheet,
‘As if..’
We’ll understand.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Love Travels Through Time
Time and time again
unusual things just happen.
They always happen to me
right after I've been nappin'.
I'll open my eyes and deja vu
experiences will appear.
Some of them are so vivid
as if they were so near.
I try to get a second glimpse
but much to my regret
wherever it made its entrance from
I always seem to forget.
But there's one thing in my mind I know.
Love travels through time.
It does not have any boundaries.
It has its own lifeline.
The path it takes is endless.
It follows wherever you go,
into the heavens, into the stars
or the end of a rainbow.
A tiny glimpse is all you get
to let you know it's there.
But when you finally travel through time
it will welcome you and declare
'I'm here my love. I'm here.'
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poem by Edwina Reizer
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Something's gotta give! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Am being sent to, sent to
A fine finishing school
For a refresher course
for a refresher course
In minding Ps and Qs.
So off I am
so off I am
To Swiss embassy
Oft heard they can
Oft heard they can
Turn a clot into a swan.
into a swan...
Once I have a glimpse
I have a glimpse
Of those snow clad hills.
Am bound to, am bound to
forget my lofty mission
Take an instructor and go skiiiiiiiing.
Who cares, who really cares
About disapproval,
There is no way
There is no way
to please people
there will always be reasons
All I ask is to live and let live
Or else something’s gotta give.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Tell Me That Hope Called
Tell Me That Hope Called
by Alex Lewis
Tell me that Hope called.
Let me know that He rang.
If He didn't, I'd be quite appalled.
I might cry like a swallow sang.
I need a glimpse of peace.
I need a glimpse of light.
Can't you see this is my caprice?
Hope called! (I hope I'm right)
I'm desperate for Hope!
I think I need Him now.
Don't tell me 'no! ' Don't tell me 'nope! '
Tell me 'yes! ' or I'll turn foul!
For if He didn't call,
I might loose this day.
Hope makes me short. Hope makes me tall.
Without hope, before defeat I'll lay
poem by Alex Lewis
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The Muse of Australia
Where the pines with the eagles are nestled in rifts,
And the torrent leaps down to the surges,
I have followed her, clambering over the clifts,
By the chasms and moon-haunted verges.
I know she is fair as the angels are fair,
For have I not caught a faint glimpse of her there;
A glimpse of her face and her glittering hair,
And a hand with the Harp of Australia?
I never can reach you, to hear the sweet voice
So full with the music of fountains!
Oh! when will you meet with that soul of your choice,
Who will lead you down here from the mountains?
A lyre-bird lit on a shimmering space;
It dazzled mine eyes and I turned from the place,
And wept in the dark for a glorious face,
And a hand with the Harp of Australia!
Henry Kendall
poem by Henry Kendall
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Glimpse of Happiness
Hellos and Goodbyes
All in the days of summer
The canvas of sunset
Dancing of colors done by the brush
That then the fantasy story begins
Just a glimpse
A magical second has made
Without even knowing that suddenly
Heart was beating fast
Mind was all blank
In that moment, it turned out in a mess
But love will never in less
The graduation has come
Before marching in a solemn ceremony
Look around to see if the love was there
Then sitting waiting for calling out the graduates
As the graduation ceremony ends
Like the summer ends
Love will and too
For this cold summer bringing up the memories of glimpse
That suddenly turn into something that no one can understand..
poem by Jairiin Sag
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Secretly Thinking of You
Here’s not-so-quick a poem
To help give you a clue
That right now there is someone
That’s thinking fondly of you.
We work incredibly close
And yet so very far
It’s truly sad, that our only interactions
Have been on the way to our cars.
From discussions that we’ve had
Although they’ve been very few
I think that I’ve become
Quite enamored with you.
Not to make you self-conscious
Or make you want to hide
But I find myself smiling
Whenever you arrive.
For only a quick glimpse
Is all that I may see
But ‘tis that small glimpse
That brings sweet joy to me.
You may not be single
And that’s quite alright
I’m not looking to mingle
Or even party all night.
Just give me a moment
To see this limerick to the end
‘Cause I’m hoping by the finish
To be considered your friend.
I want you to know
Just what it is that I see
That through these two eyes
You’re quite adorable to me.
On the days we cross paths
And I watch you walk by
My heart sighs with feelings
Unfortunately I must hide
I’d like to say more
Than just hello or hi
But my courage escapes me
For around you, I am shy.
I would love to sit down
Or even take you to lunch
I think you might like me
Just call it a hunch
We could chat about life
And our dreams to come true
Or the fun things in life
That would be better as two.
Now, If you are not interested...
Well, then that’s alright
Just take this as a compliment
As I say goodnight :)
poem by Hunter FitzGerald
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