The Light Pours Out Of Me
Time flies
Time crawls
Link an insect up and down the walls
The light pours out of me [x2]
The conspiracy of silence
Ought to revolutionize my thought
The light pours out of me [x2]
The cold light of day pours of of me
Leaving me black and so healthy
The light pours out of me [x2]
It jerks out of me
Just like blood
In this still life
Heart beats up love
The light pours out of me
Pours out of me....
song performed by by Ministry
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Salt is Sweet
Its dessert of salt
Rains mostly in night
And rarely in light
Has day and night
Color is black and white
Black resembles night
White resembles light
But its heart is black
So pours mostly in night
Whenever heart is tight
It pours all the night
Until heart sees light
Its rain is always salty
So it is very colorful
And makes life cheerful
It makes heart light
From night to light
With its salty rain
Its salt is very tasty
So drink it with heart
It makes heart strong
And makes life sweep
All past-reaped grief
With its flowing tears
Tears salt is sweet
poem by Kranthi Pothineni
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Who Hath Ears To Hear Let Him Hear
The sun doth not the hidden place reveal,
Whence pours at morn his golden flood of light;
But what the night's dark breast would fain conceal,
In its true colors walks before our sight;
The bird does not betray the secret springs,
Whence note on note her music sweetly pours;
Yet turns the ear attentive while she sings,
The willing heart while falls the strain adores;
So shall the spirit tell not whence its birth,
But in its light thine untold deeds lay bare;
And while it walks with thee flesh-clothed the earth,
Its words shall of the Father's love declare;
And happy those whose ears shall hail its voice,
And clean within the day it gives rejoice.
poem by Jones Very
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The middle region of the sky
The middle region of the sky,
wherein the spirit dwelleth,
is radiant with the music of light;
There, where the pure and white music blossoms,
my Lord takes His delight.
In the wondrous effulgence of each hair of His body, t
he brightness of millions of suns and of moons is lost.
On that shore there is a city,
where the rain of nectar pours and pours,
and never ceases.
Kabîr says: 'Come, O Dharmadas!
and see my great Lord's Durbar.'
When It Rains, It Really Pours
(words & music by w. emmerson)
You know what it takes,
Youve got it, baby.
You are the only one I chose.
Dont leave me here with all these heartaches,
Only you and heaven knows
About my troubles troubles troubles.
When it rains, it really pours...
You shouldnt have took away my loving
You know you thrill me from head to toe.
I got a feeling for you baby
And youre the only one who knows
About my troubles, troubles, troubles.
When it rains, it really pours...
You know what you did to make me love you
You really opened up my nose.
You got what you wanted, now you left me.
Thats the way the story goes.
Well, I got troubles, troubles, troubles.
When it rains, it really pours.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.
quote by Conor Oberst
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Pour
when it rains it pours
and when it pours
and you are caught
without an umbrella
when there is no
shade to hide
no place to go
why not stand still
and let the rain
pour and pour and
well,
tell yourself
the rain tastes good
the rain smells good
the rain feels good
and perhaps, life
will not be that miserable
poem by Antonio Liao
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Raining Light.....
Sun pours through the skylight
The feline shadows play
On countertops, across the walls
The bowing heads of trees contend
Amorous in summer wind
The counter where I cook is bright
And it is raining light.
poem by Frank Bana
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Slaughterhood
Never seen the light
Never seen the night
The pigs, kept in the dark
Tiny cages
eating whatever crap
They’re fed
Waiting for nothing
Struggling to survive
A stranger grabs one of them
Pokes the stomach
Drags him squealing away
The placid creature
Hypnotized by the stun
The pulsing electric shock
Pulling tugging hanging
Abused it’s ankles with chains
Holding the entire body; upside down
The evil figure thrusting the
Sharp rod; Metal, evil rod
Into the innocent animals throat
Out runs it’s life blood
Out pours out its feeling
Out pours out its chance
The gushing,
Almost as if a water fall
A red, river rushing to a pool
a pool of blood collecting on the floor
The animal, now a
slaughtered corpse
Murdered
Just hung there
Until it was
Cut down
Cut up
Cooked up
Eaten
Without a second thought
They deserve something
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As soon as an organism dies, so does all the cells that keep you alive, and healthy. This means, as soon as the last breath has been breathed, the body instantly starts to rot.
I am not weird for being vegetarian. You’re the weird one for finding a rotting corpse of a slaughtered innocent animal appetizing.
poem by Tahlia Hilton
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Hymn to Abduction...With Thanks to Norman Who Inspired This
The evening sigh pours
Out of me
Then lust
Then contempt
I have no recourse
I mumble
Grow bitter.
The night opens
It flushes out the light
Low at first
Light, like a hummingbird's song
Then the darkness settles in
Personality
Hope light and love
Are engulfed
They are seated down
Made comfortable.
Then love is ripped from hope
From light
Love, is taken by the neck
(Or at least what I recognize as love
It might be a bad abduction)
And it is strangled passionately
Like a rose to the frost!
Love takes courage
I use to have that courage;
You know?
Now I run from the battle's call
I am wounded,
Running
I am a coward!
Remembrance of you
What could have been
Chases me like a pack of hounds.
I have taken to the river now
The waters are up to my neck
Will I get away?
poem by R. James Sterzinger
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The Poet And His Books
on that day
pain comes
for you failed to pay the rent
of your room
and so they take away everything inside
and lock the room
it is a pitiful situation
but you never cry
silently you take away your possessions
towards the road
as you wait for a ride
your overused toothbrush
your Colgate toothpaste
your red slippers
dirty jeans and off-white shirts
some collections of poems
and secondhand books
and then the rain pours
suddenly
you try to cover the books with
your dirty clothes
but the rain pours mad and heavy
and everything gets wet
this time
a flood of tears rush from your eyes
the pain has become
unbearable
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Smile Of Wonder
u smile u shine the sunshines brighter wen u smile beautifully as such like anything esle wen it rains it pours and id pour my love out to u noew and forever more on the darkest day of the worst time in history things could be bad but to see ur msile even breifly would melt away the darkness the rainclouds go way and the sun come out ur love is like that a warm sunlight that warms my heart wen the dark ness goes away and the light retunrs a rainbow forms but at the end of it all just to be able to see there instead of gold i would choose ur company over any treasure seein u smile and shine makes the darkness deep down in my soul go away cuz ur like a light of ever sweet divinity wen u smile eveything jus seems better
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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The Secret
SHE passes in her beauty bright
Amongst the mean, amongst the gay,
And all are brighter for the sight,
And bless her as she goes her way.
And now a gleam of pity pours,
And now a spark of spirit flies,
Uncounted, from the unlock’d stores
Of her rich lips and precious eyes.
And all men look, and all men smile,
But no man looks on her as I:
They mark her for a little while,
But I will watch her till I die.
And if I wonder now and then
Why this so strange a thing should be—
That she be seen by wiser men
And only duly lov’d by me:
I only wait a little longer,
And watch her radiance in the room;
Here making light a little stronger,
And there obliterating gloom,
(Like one who, in a tangled way,
Watches the broken sun fall through,
Turning to gold the faded spray,
And making diamonds of dew).
Until at last, as my heart burns,
She gathers all her scatter’d light,
And undivided radiance turns
Upon me like a sea of light.
And then I know they see in part
That which God lets me worship whole:
He gives them glances of her heart,
But me, the sunshine of her soul.
poem by William Cosmo Monkhouse
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A war song!
I see the soldiers marching on
Singing a cold war song
On the road they hold onto their guns
As the fighting goes on all day long
Fight, March, and fight
Shoot, aim and shoot right
Whether the sun shines, this is war
This is war whether the rains pours
This is war where we kill
Our friends, sisters and brothers
For they are our enemies for real
If they choose against us for another
They go to war
Because of a handful of political men
Who stand alive; in erect offices still holding their pens
The soldiers fight until no one stands up anymore!
Fight, March, and fight
Shoot, aim and shoot right
Whether the sun shines, this is war
This is war whether the rains pours
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Light
Light that can be kind. Light that can smell sweet. Light that can be soft.
Light that can be porcelain. Light that can be silent. Light that can speak.
Light that can hold many colors. Light that can be romantic. Light that can be harsh.
Light that can be cold. Light that can be warm. Light that can be dry.
Light that can be loud. Light that can be love. Light that can be faith.
Light that can be full of strength. Light that can be pure. Light that can be dark.
Light that can be fragile. Light that can be crazy. Light that can be weird.
Light that can be old. Light that can be new. Light that can be inbetween.
Light that can be swift. Light that can be sharp. Light that can wonder.
Light that can be insane. Light that can be smooth. Light that can dream.
Light that can be free. Light that can be everlasting. Light that can be wild.
Light that is the lord. Light that is Jesus. Light that is holy.
Light that is the trinity. Light that can belong. Light that can be fast.
Light that can sing. Light that is the holy ghost. Light that is the Bible.
Light that can be a mith. Light that can be still. Light that can be different.
Light that can be hole. Light that can be true. Light that can be whimsical.
Light that can be bright. Light that can be formed. Light that is blessed.
Light that can be full of presence. Light that can tell a story. Light that can be intelligent.
Light that is like no other!
poem by Shania K. Younce
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A Tale of Reincarnation
As the sun comes out
From behind the clouds,
Cocoon cracks slowly.
Light pours in.
The baby butterfly,
All dressed
In blue and white
For the Ball,
Takes flight.
A low cower
At first, then higher
Until he reaches the tower,
To land
On Fairy Princess' hand.
poem by Harriet James
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A Fickle Woman
Her nature is the sea's, that smiles to-night
A radiant maiden in the moon's soft light;
The unsuspecting seaman sets his sails,
Forgetful of the fury of her gales;
To-morrow, mad with storms, the ocean roars,
And o'er his hapless wreck the flood she pours!
poem by Eugene Field
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If It's Gonna Rain
(Dean Dillon/Donny Kees/Scott Emerick)
If its gonna rain I hope it pours
Thunder and lightning
Like never before
'cause thats how I feel
Here in my heart
If its gonna rain
Let the stom start
If youre gonna leave go on and go
Dont even look back
When you hit the road
If thats how you feel
About you and me
Nows a good time
So go on and leave
Ive never been one for doing
Something half the way
Ive loved you with all my heart
But its all been in vain
Its gonna hurt
Cut to the bone
Break my heart in two
When you move on
Im gonna cry a river of tears
Its gonna rain and rain and rain
'Round here for years
Im gonna cry a river of tears
Its gonna rain
Let the storm start
If its gonna rain I hope it pours
song performed by by George Strait
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Bathing
Bathing in a river is a fun
The flowing waters clash with your muscles
and runs past you
It fails to carry you off
where Proserpine surrounded by sea nymphs
holds her court
But dip into the waters once
And for a few seconds you foget yoursel; f
You can feel at that time the waves of nothingness
taking possession of
Think and you are amidst fire
Think and you are amidst surging sounds
It is sheer sensation and thoughtlessness
The reality then pricks you penetrates into you
pours into you waters of nothingness and life
They give you some prescience of the world
which Proserpine rules
Once you pop up from the waves you are baptised
Because you dipped in the well of light
Water and fire, light and wind, sound and silence
They remain different and yet they come to you
as if they are not different from one another
And bathin g is a great fun
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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to abandonment
i am already at ease
these happen all the time
and it has no effect
on my blood anymore
these blood that keeps on
running
without an arrival
these blood that
pours
when i have no
more tears
to show you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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to abandonment
i am already at ease
these happen all the time
and it has no effect
on my blood anymore
these blood that keeps on
running
without an arrival
these blood that
pours
when i have no
more tears
to show you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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