How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns
In the blue light
Of the belvedere motel
Wondering as the television burns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
In a fever
I distinctly hear your voice
Emerging from a dream, the dream returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
After the rain on the interstate
The headlights slide past the moon
A bone-weary traveler
Waits by the side of the road
Wheres he goin?
I dream we are lying on the top of a hill
And headlights slide past the moon
I fold in your arms
And your voice is the heat of the night
Im on fire
In a phone booth
In some local bar and grill
Rehearsing what Ill say, my coin returns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
How the heart approaches what it yearns
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Alankar(Decor) -105
Heart Yearns(Rictameter)
The Rictameter is:
a 9 line poem.
syllabic verse with graduated then diminishing number of syllables 2-4-6-8-10-8-6-4-2.
rhymed or unrhymed, if rhymed the scheme is at the discretion of the poet.
The two syllable last line is a repeat of the first line..
Heart Yearns
For what else all
The whole world and its all
Truth is sleeping on its chamber
What can nudge and wake it up from its couch
Sins invade evil dressed to beat
Distressed Truth wakes lighted
Just the right deed
Heart yearns
poem by Indira Renganathan
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These Walls
In your heart there are oceans
In your heart there are flowering trees
Look inside and live inside these walls
Your body yearns
In your dreams, youve seen castles
In your dreams youve been kings and queens
Youve ridden white horses past these walls
Your body yearns
Im not one to say I know what you go through
I only wanna open wide the window and let sunlight through
For you
In your face, I see longing
In your face, I see hopes and fears
Youve been locked for too long behind these walls
Your body yearns
Im not one to say I know what you go through
I only wanna open wide the window and let sunlight through
For you
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
What youre feeling
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
What you need
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Everything
Take my hand and Ill lead you
Take my word that Ill not deceive you
I only want to carry you on beyond these walls
Your body yearns
Im not one to say I know what you go through
I only wanna open wide the window and let sunlight through
For you
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Until Ure In My Arms Again
All of my life Ive never wanted anyone like I wanted u
Every night I said a prayer 2 God and his angels
Im sure they knew
The many tears that Id have 2 cry
If I ever had 2 leave your side
Chorus:
Until ure in my arms again
I know this pain will never end
This broken heart will never mend
Until ure in my arms again
Every mornin when I awaken, I imagine u sleepin in your bed
Wrong or right the reason ure taken from my embrace
Well, its never said
Cuz every day that u dont return
Is another day that my heart just yearns and yearns
Thats why
Chorus
If life remains a mystery
Then theres no reason 2 the rhyme
And u, ull never know what u mean 2 me till ure mine, all mine
Until ure in my arms again {x3}
(chorus)
Until ure, until ure, until ure in my arms again!
No, aint never gonna end
Never gonna mend
Until ure back, right back in my arms again
Ill never see like others see
(I know that ull come back 2 me)
I know ure gonna come right back 2 me (come on back 2 me)
And this time u will never leave my arms again
(never leave my arms again)
Until ure in my arms again {x3}
Come on back, baby
Come on back {x2}
Until ure in my arms again {x2}
song performed by by Prince
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Art is a reality, not a definition; inasmuch as it approaches a reality, it approaches perfection, and inasmuch as it approaches a mere definition, it is imperfect and untrue.
quote by Benjamin Haydon
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Thou Walkest With Me
Thou walkest with me as the spirit-light
Of the hushed moon, high o'er a snowy hill,
Walks with the houseless traveller all the night,
When trees are tongueless and when mute the rill.
Moon of my soul, O phantasm of delight,
Thou walkest with me still.
The vestal flame of quenchless memory burns
In my soul's sanctuary. Yea, still for thee
My bitter heart hath yearned, as moonward yearns
Each separate wave-pulse of the clamorous sea:
My Moon of love, to whom for ever turns
The life that aches through me.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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No reaches
The heart approaches joy
But never reaches it.
The heart approaches women
But never reaches them.
Women keep their windows open
With doors always shut.
They will shut their windows too
As rainbows in me turn white.
Then I’ll house them in my inn
That I have built in my brain.
14.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dies Dominica! the sunshine burns
Dies Dominica! the sunshine burns
strong incense on the breathing fields of morn:
lucid, intense, all colour towards it yearns
that souls of flowers on the air are born.
What claustral joy to-day is on the air
—expanding now and one with the celebrant sun—-
and fills with pointed flame all things aware,
all flowers and souls that sing—and I am one!
Dies Dominica! the passion yearns,
and the world and the singer is but one flower
from out whose luminous chalice odour burns
intenser toward the blue thro’ this keen hour:
—this hour is my eternity! the soul
rises, expanding ever, with the sight,
thro’ flowers and colours, and the visible whole
of beauty mingled in one dream of light.
poem by Christopher John Brennan
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Song Approaches New Grace
SONG APPROACHES NEW GRACE
Song Approaches New Grace Through One Mission Accomplished. Magic Aim Unites Dreams, Empathy, Contentment
SONG which both strong and tender tries to be
APPROACHES sonnet sequence with a smile,
NEW robes for old shakespearian dons awhile,
GRACE praising to her face eternally
THROUGH lines which many levels twine, - yet free
ONE message steady signs, resists time's trial -
MISSION meant to fertilize hope's phial,
ACCOMPLISHED over all add_verse_city.
MAGIC pen, when granted liberty,
AIM guides flame to fruition, free from guile,
UNITES both heart and head with simple style.
DREAMS ideal rejoin reality,
EMPATHY sinks need for thought yet feeds
CONTENTMENT, joy, restranding Shakespeare’s seeds…
? 2001 revised 27 September 2008
robi03_0964_shak01_0000 AQS_IXX
see below for alternative 5 final lines
ALLY heart, and head to reconcile
UNLIMITED, and multi-modal style,
DANCE and inner glance with chance to free
ENDLESSLY dream is our care, to key
LIGHT flight restranding Shakespeare versatile.
Song Approaches New Grace poem (c) Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Moonlight Sestina
While reading Li Po, I fall
Asleep, and dream of the moon
My body lies on white
Cool sheets, flooded in a pool
Of moonlight. Lost in a dream
I lie in light, floating.
Like a full moon floating
On waves, I feel the fall
And rise, the tide of these dream
Currents. Closer, the moon
Approaches to my pool
Of flesh, shining me white.
From the glare of waxing white,
Gauze curtains – breeze floating -
Shield this rippling pool,
Become a waterfall,
And break the mirror moon-
Light through wet prisms, I dream.
Is this Shechinah? my dream
Self asks. At once the cold white
Chills me to ice. The moon
Swells until it's a floating
City, waiting to fall -
Atlantis – in the pool.
I yearn to be that pool
Skin, transparent as dream.
Instead I fear the moon fall:
I cannot part the white
Sea of thighs, Still floating
Whole, I cry to the moon:
“I am not ready, Moon”
Silence shimmers my pool,
But brightness fades, Floating
Away. Then from the dream
I emerge, weeping white
Tears that shine like star-fall.
Li Po's moon plunge sank dream
Deep. Whirlpool of lunar white
Drowns us; floating, we fall.
poem by Lillian Susan Thomas
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The Wayward Wind
In the lonely shack by the railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave to my wanderin ways.
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
Oh, I met him down in the border town
He vowed wed never part
Though he tried his best to settle down
Now Im all alone with a broken heart.
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Not the End When Love Ends
It is not the end when Love ends
That's just a brief consoling respite
For you'll never know what the Future sends
Soon another Love may come with it.
Like the Spring or Summer it returns
With the songs of joy that it imparts
A new love awakens and passion yearns
Then faster are the beatings of the heart.
Yes the Past holds beautiful memories
Remember not to close your heart's door
Because Love will come on times as these
And happier are the memories than before.
----
Co pyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 16,2010
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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The Wayward Wind
(neil young)
In a lonesome shack by the railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave
To my wandering queen
And the wayward wind
Is a restless wind
A restless wind
That yearns to wander
And I was born
Next of kin
The next of kin
To the wayward wind
I met her down in a border town
We swore wed never part
Though I tried my best to settle down
Now shes all alone
With a broken heart
And the wayward wind
Is a restless wind
A restless wind
That yearns to wander
And I was born
The next of kin
The next of kin
To the wayward wind
And the wayward wind
Is a restless wind
A restless wind
That yearns to wander
And I was born
The next of kin
The next of kin
To the wayward wind
The next of kin
To the wayward, wayward wind
song performed by by Waterboys
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A Virtuous Woman II
Signs of the time,
Widespread enough to catch a mouse;
But time are chainging for you and me,
Because, the wages of sin are seen all around us!
To succeed when you have views and,
To open your eyes when you are in love;
But your beauty is like the sun of the moon! !
Beauty and love,
And like the beats of the drummer-boy!
But to love with the fiery essence is like the love of your sweet muse;
And, i have seen what my heart yearns for! !
Becasue, you are the one;
And like soul to soul and eye to eye.
A virtuous woman is what you are!
And like the joy of the sweet songs of love;
But to open my window to you is like,
Seeing the nakedness of you! !
And, i have seen what my heart yearns for.
A virtuous woman,
Two are better than one;
And like a typical farmer with a cutlass in his hand;
But, the land of the legends will always sing my muse!
Because, i was made to love all races in the name of love!
But, a virtuous woman is what you need beside you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Why Do You Remember Me?
Why do you remember me?
when your heart weeps,
when your heart breaks.
You do not know if
my heart yearns for love,
if it weeps from your abandoned,
do you not know that my heart belongs
to you? and you keep stabbing it with
knives and flavors of you,
do you not know how many months, years I
have spend in journeys searching for the flavor of
your lips, for the fragrance of your skin.
Do you not know my body is
dead till you bring it back with your touch? .
Do you not know?
Why do you remember me?
if you don't even yearn for my yearns,
if you don't even taste the essences of me,
when you touch me or kiss me. If you
could only taste me with all of your senses,
you will know then all
of my secrets of lust, all of my nights of desires,
only the twilight of my evenings and mornings,
only the time that follows my path day and night,
they know why and how my skin screams for you.
Why do you remember me my love?
I have nothing to give you
but my heart filled
with ardent and aches.
I have no more to offer you but this,
my love, my heart, theres no more then this.
No beauty, no youth,
only me what you see, what is there.
But what is there is all me, truth
unconditional, simple, humble,
honest, and all of the pharses
I've written today in this significant prose.
And of all meanings and reasons, I ask you!
why do you remember me? .
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Blue Moon (feat. Eric Clapton)
(Rodgers/Hart)
(feat. Eric Clapton)
Once upon a time before I took up smiling
I hated the moonlight
Shadows of the night that poets find beguiling
Seemed flat as the noonlight
With no one to stay up for I went to sleep at ten
Life was a bitter cup for the saddest of all men
Blue moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Without a love of my own
Without a love of my own
Now I have a girl of my own
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Blue Moon
(feat. Eric Clapton)
Once upon a time before I took up smiling
I hated the moonlight
Shadows of the night that poets find beguiling
Seemed flat as the noonlight
With no one to stay up for I went to sleep at ten
Life was a bitter cup for the saddest of all men
Blue moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Without a love of my own
Without a love of my own
Now I have a girl of my own
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Heart Rules
How can you teach the heart to forget?
The face, the voice it yearns each day,
To rise with sunshine, not regrets,
And thoughts of you all swept away.
How can one teach this foolish heart?
What rules be made for it to follow?
For it decides where to depart
And there, the Mind refuses to go.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Have I told you.....
the past
have turn back
with you and my dream
I believe would
only been a part of your perkily
ingredient of spirited
shadowed of
the past
I have been words
of lips in your heart, settle without
touching the bright hidden eye of love
and lots of something
that the past couldn’t say good bye, even
a dream of a toss of coin
I have realize that you are the first kiss
that light the
beginning of the end of
my spell
I can show you now, the magic of the
heart, moving toward the
wonder of your dream; a display of fantastic
journey that no one
can tell the new horizon of appeal
in you
molded like pot in the furnace of fire,
the droplets of dew blew in the
field of dried meadow,
shatter pain comes no more for today and the
whisper leads me to listen
to the way of what is gone of that day on
the hay
always shade me in your heart
and push near to the way
of going out
with me now …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Knight
the past
have turn back
with you and my dream
I believe would
only been a part of your perkily
ingredient of spirited
shadowed of
the past
I have been words
of lips in your heart, settle without
touching the bright hidden eye of love
and lots of something
that the past couldn’t say good bye, even
a dream of a toss of coin
I have realize that you are the first kiss
that light the
beginning of the end of
my spell
I can show you now, the magic of the
heart, moving toward the
wonder of your dream; a display of fantastic
journey that no one
can tell the new horizon of appeal
in you
molded like pot in the furnace of fire,
the droplets of dew blew in the
field of dried meadow,
shatter pain comes no more for today and the
whisper leads me to listen
to the way of what is gone of that day on
the hay
always shade me in your heart
and push near to the way
of going out
with me now …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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I Cant Sleep Without You Here
I cant sleep.
Without you here, I just cant sleep.
Its 3AM
And I’m awake again.
Through open eyes, I sing my lonely song, To the silver moonlight.
I am consumed by the lonely darkness, Of the night.
I cant sleep-
Because you seem so far away from me.
I cant sleep-
Because without you, By my side, I feel so lonely.
When I dream- I dream of our love’s delight-
Only to awake, Without you, By my side.
I’m stuck between longing and desire-
As in the darkness, Within my heart burns passions fire.
Without you here, Next to me, It just doesn’t feel right.
In the darkness, You’re my light!
Within my heart burns an unquenchable fire!
There’s so much more
Which I long for
And desire!
And I grow weary of the compromises, We have to make-
But we can both relate.
I cant sleep-
Because you seem so far away from me.
I cant sleep-
Because without you, By my side, I feel so lonely.
Every night without you- I cant help but want to reach out for
More!
Inside my heart-
You’re leaving a road map of all the places we’ve been.
Inside my heart-
Your love has burnt its mark so deep within.
And there’s so much more
For us to long for
And desire!
Within my heart burns passion’s fire!
I cant sleep-
Because you seem so far away from me.
I cant sleep-
Because without you, By my side, I feel so lonely.
I’m weary of the compromises, We have to make-
But you and I can both relate.
Each and every night, I cant help but want to reach out for
More!
And I cant sleep.
Without you here, I just cant sleep.
poem by Philip Alarie
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