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BALM FOR THE SOUL

I reached out for you once again
after eons of pretence, snobbish disregard 
and plain neglect.
Yes I reached out, not with strong steady arms 
that usually attend others
but with emasculated courage and battered pride.
Yes indeed I sought  you.

I summoned you dear one
from the far far seas where to sail I had cast you
and had briskly walked away
to find solace in another's arms.
So now I sought a vantage point
from whence I could peer
into the darkening horizon
to see your approaching mast.
Yes I did indeed summon you, indeed I did.

Yes I called out for you 
to attend me from the depths I had banished you
when life to me had smiled like the morning dew.
Yes indeed I called you,
to serve me in rhythm and imagery
to fill my plate with tone and hue
and soothe me with your rhyms in rhythm.
Yes call you I did, I really did.

So now I lie in the warmth of your words
like a lover cuddled in embrace
as you stroke my erstwhile desolate state
with the stroke of your flowing stanza's
and my heart you've now lulled to a soothing calm
with the rhythm of your crafted lines.
Yes indeed I reached out for you, 
for I missed you.


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Kashmir-The woman

Kashmir is the innocent beauty of nature
It lifted me above all mire dark and dense.

Kashmir is the divine smile
It gifted me a peace beyond all of my sense.

Kashmir is the sorrow
It showed me a combined pain of poverty, corruption and terrorism.

Kashmir is the beautiful helpless unmarried woman.
Whose neighbors are trying to capture her body not sweet heart.

Kashmir is the paradise on earth without dream...
  
SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA

( THE POEM IS DEDICATED TO EVERY WOMAN IN ALL COMMUNITIES OF JAMMU & KASHMIR AND POET ANDREA DIETRICH )


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Over Coming Fear

the courage to confront ones fears
to accomplish ones desires and 
manifest ones goals 
even in the adversity where others don’t believe as you do
following the strength of your heart
will retain the flame of your dreams
when you feel that adrenaline coursing through you body
and your mind becomes a blur of confusion
over coming that fine line of fear
when droplets of sweat appear on your brow
and your body temperature begins to rise
a thought will finally break past uncertainty
over coming fear to achieve ones passion
means never giving up on yourself.


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The Swan in the Cemetary

The swan in the cemetery looked so out of place
in such a depressing location to see such a symbol of grace
a mystical message engraved on a level of hidden depth
a breath of fresh life, hidden amongst the death.
as i watched the swan pace between the gravestones with all the confusion it 
presents
in a place of such solitude, i chuckle at the irony the swan represents
but all  of a sudden the swan stops in its tracks.
looks up at the sky down at the ground and then over its shoulder as to look over 
its back
with an insinuation in its actions that portrays an essence of surprise
as it stops looking around and focuses on my eyes
which some how against my will has me rested on my knees
as the swan opens its beak but instead of a sqwauk a human voice pleas
a plea of forgiveness for all that its done
a plea to say goodbye to his wife and his son
but then the swan descends into the ground through a grave with not as much as 
a sqwauk
as i read the inscription on the stone i cry as i find it reads here lies hope


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Four-Play

Four corners.
Stands, four players. 
Quarrels of foul cries, collided.
Facing each nemesis into quadrants, divided. 

Individuals motivated by objectives.
Devising plans, careful detectives. 
Goal to achieve the highest rank, careful steps--discriminate.
Going by the hit-list, tunnel vision, hindrances must eliminate. 

Scoping intensely, measuring opponents, methodical evaluation. 
Staying alert, mind assessment, sedulous investigation. 
Shrill of the first struck, the red bullet--bounces. 
Instant reflex, ricochet the shot, violence--denounces. 

The King may bend the rules, charges swift modification. 
The Pawns are summoned, critical prosecution. 
The Bishop prays for the suspects, classified praises, flattery denunciation. 
The Queen cradles a heart, each beat rebounds, battery probation.


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The frozen senses

The frozen senses

The frozen senses, lives again
With a sunshine of hope
Over it, making each pain
Active again, and the fears door ope.

The twinkling dreams which are
Ready for show, the blushing delights
Reluctant, all the years near and far
And all the lows and heights.

Zeniths of glories, ready
To motivate, the disasters of past
Ready to teach, the victories steady,
Failures fast, all are ready to teach at last.
                                                                            Akash Sangwan


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Prayer for 3 Theological and 4 Cardinal Virtues of the Holy Spirit Prayer

Lord God, send us Your Divine and Moral Virtues to assist people

Faith, to deeply understand and produce evidence to the unseen

Impart Hope to be determined and persevere successfully

For persons to consider a little generosity to Charity

To present Prudence by being careful

For untruthfulness to bring into Justice

Give fortitude for lawmakers and government officials to be strong

Bring in Temperance to exercise Patience and Tolerance

We ask these in the name of Father Christ Jesus to send out the Virtues of the Holy Spirit

Amen.
09132012


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Contemptible




Contempt of ability in it-self
    Is that which is
Of its' own creation
    And is a consort
Which requires' conciliation
      ...  From God,
My inhibited nature does' wane 
   And in thus, further my Heart
And there are so many reasons'
     Why that I should pray
Fore I do sing the repartition
     Of shame
Deep in my own Heart
      ------
    Thus...
Things' will still remain
Just the same...
      ------
Fore it has been that way
From the very start



Poet/Author
Gary Fields


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Conium


With airy moves the thinker tried to gulp
one more full glass of the potent liquor,
'das zould bee iit', he said, in English calque,
'afta zis bottle I'll be a quitter'.

His mind analyzed why Socrates drunk,
instead of this pure nectar, conium,
He started writing knowing he would flunk,
and his pen's gems would be zirconium.

He drunk and gargled the eighty proof gold,
in his blurred vision Philipp Lenard laughed,
and Karl Max Plank's postulate did unfold
quantized integration calculus' craft.

He wondered if the philosopher's norm
that electromagnetic energy,
could solely emit in quantized form,
was the discovery of last century.

(You know in zis vorld ze gut schnapps is rare,
like slivovitz und aquavit und kirsch),
he read somewhere from drinks to be aware,
- 'Chain nuclear reactions' book of Frisch,

Outraged he saw the drink's surface descend,
with airy moves he called the liquor store,
Maxwell's equations started to blend,
through electrodynamics slept with snore.

© 02-09-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved
(rhyme)
(a poem against excessive alcohol consumption)

Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Contest: Personifying Science
Placement: 3rd


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THE HYPOCRITICAL CORE






        ********

Is a double standard
  Sense of Judgment
         --------
           The...
Hippocratic Core say's:
         I will also get
       An attitude if
   You mention it!....

            Poet Author
            Gary Fields


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Inevitable

Tragic death is loves inevitable equal. Lay


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THE HYPOCRITICAL CORE II






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Is a double standard
  Sense of Judgment
           --------
       The.....
Hippocratic Core say's:
         That you
   Should do for Me
However, I will do as little
    As I can for You!

         Poet Author
         Gary Fields


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A Woman




      A Woman
      ------  
Is a Woman
   And there-by
Unique by design
      - Fore -
She is the Arbor
        Of Man
       - And -
   Here-by
      Attainable
In the Opuses'
         Of God

            GF


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The End






          ****************

Here comes' the Enemies'
   Strewn from the Dark
             To the Light
They were pushed out of Heaven
              Falling into the Dark
           ...........Of the Night
      ------
Only to Rise again....
To be subjugated to all Men
      To steer them to the
        Den of the Devil
  The Devils' Den
Where Dear Old Lucifer
It's ready to do it again'
          - Fore -
He is so graciously
   Awaiting Them
  To let them in
  Where will it end
 
         - THE END -

            GF


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Small Talk XXIV






*************Note: Life Is A Trampoline***********

      

      It is a fool who
  Puts' ideas' into His
        Own Head
            -And-
Then bounce around
   On an Trampoline

               GF



Morrow: Though life has it's own 
             Ups' and Downs'
             Be prepared......
             For that bounce'
             Before you hit the ground.....


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To my mother Gomi Ba - WIN

I do feel the presence of God,
As I feel the presence of my mother,
Like God she is still a faith, a force.
She is a god personified.
Wherever I go whatever I do,
I feel all of her.
She is beyond god-
Indian philosophy calls it Dwait.
If seeing is believing
I do not believe in miracles.
I was yet to experience one.
While flying from 
Uruguay to America,
I had some fearful problems,
Some real, some nightmares.
Gomi Ba came as a protecting force,
Giving an edge over my problems.
If the theory of recarnation exists,
My mother exists in spirit and soul.

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Sixth Placement
Contest: I remember Mama
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The poem was written while I traveled from Uruguay to USA (Charlotte NC)

Gomi is the name of my mother and BA means ma or mother.


Dwait:
The very words Dwaita means dualism and Advaita means non dualism. One shoud know what are these two. Dwait means one can approach God thro' a medium i.e. Guru or Mother. Adwait means Guru or Mother is God for you.


Hinduism says one is human soul or consiousness or jeevatma and the second one is cosmic soul or God or Paramatma.

Advaita phylosophy says both are one at the same. For this they give several examples: Ornaments like necklace, chain, ring, eaarstuds etc made of gold. Even thiough they are identified as individual objects they have come out of gold only and when melted become gold only.

Similarly when we keep several mirrors outside during day time, the reflection of solar sun can be seen separately in each mirror. Whjen the mirrors are removed to a shade, the reflection disappears. Therefore the soul in all beings is nothing but a reflection of cosmic soul. The moment the body is decayed the souls reflection get disappeared. The philosophy says people believe existace of individual souls as real due to only illusion. The moment the illusion is gone one will gain the Jnana of nondualism. Adi Sankara profounded this theory.


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Evanescence

Dear Soap Bubble,

bright focus
in an air-light reflection
of the ephemeral beauty
of this world

diaphanous soul 
in despair

sincere
fearful
innocent
hesitating
uncertain
distrustful
pure

Emotional universum
rumbling inside the anima
of a tiny simple
passionate creature

I shall enjoy thy sight

Shall I live in fear
for you not to burst

Shall I be the wind
to blow tenderly
directing thy path

Thy shelter shall I be
I surrender myself to thee


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The Garden of Death

There grew in a garden,
White flowers pale as death,
That grew in rows like tombstones, 
Their odor; foul like dragons breath.

Flowers bent and brittle,
Stems with many a thorn,
No sweet fragrance, just a stench,
Their existence was one to mourn.
 
These deadly flowers spread,
The world was its domain, 
Its roots had leeched all over,
And no other life could remain.

Only these flowers grew,
The earth’s soil was rotten,
This decay consumed all life. 
Its plague could not be forgotten.

When it spread its poison,
Life on earth was finished,
All life had become extinct,
The whole world had been diminished.

Even though its fiction,
All this could become true,
These flowers merely symbols, 
Of hate that could live within you.

Evil spreads so quickly,
To hearts that are hollow,
People want the easy life, 
A route that’s easy to follow.

Evil tries to tempt you,
Disguised as a flower,
Don’t be tricked by its beauty, 
Or you’ll fall under its power.

Take control of your life, 
Don’t let your heart harden,
Or you’ll become this flower,
A spawn of this deadly garden.


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Garden of Love

Liberated with enchanting divinity,
Protected by shining light,
Nourished with healthy frequency,
The Garden of love I am
Where rich relationships ripe in plenty.
 
Gifted with the Stream of Purity I am,
Which murmurs sweet sounds of love
And lets holy souls drink of pure essence.
Colours of sincerity fly in my presence,
Displaying harmonious synchrony.
 
Sad souls do wander about,
Seeing my gracious presence they get attracted to me.
Healing them with God's grace,
I absorb their saddened weakness
And paint their souls with rejuvenation.
 
Destiny transports content souls to me,
Who are welcomed with kindness.
I pour warmhearted devotion upon them
Which they embrace with profound courage.
The smell of innocent charm sweeps across me.
 
Woven with the care of enchanting souls,
I carry out my responsibility diligently.
Many a time two souls have merged into one,
Giving birth to a celebration where the tune of oneness is heard till eternity,
Which makes my senses smile with dazzling beauty.


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Perceptions






      --------

Reverence is the
Omnipotent of All Evil
   Yet, is transient
          Un..less
It's foundation is
  Brandished by
       The Lord

           GF


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What Is Life




      ------

Life is a temporary 
Course of circumstance
From which their is
        No since
   Or recourse
       -Or-
 Reclamation

          GF


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FRESH AND NEW

TODAY IS A NEW DAY FOR ME NO MORE SADNESS NO MORE STORMY NIGHTS AND DARK DAYS.

I AM ON A NEW JOURNEY THAT IS SO REFRESHING AND CLEANSING TO MY HEART.

EXCITED ABOUT WHAT IS ABOUT TO COME WIPING MY TEARS AWAY.

READY TO FACE THE DAY THE SUN IS SHINING ON MY HORIZON.

THE FLOWERS ARE SMELLING SO SWEETLY ALONG WITH THE BIRDS SINGING THE PERFECT MELODY HOW CAN THIS BEE.

WELL I CAME IN CONTACT WITH MY CREATOR AS HE CARRIED ME IN HIS BOSOM.

HE ROCKED ME AND COMFORTED ME ASSURING THAT EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT AND IT WILL COME TO PASS.

IN HIS ARMS I FELT SAFE IN HIS ARMS I HAD NO WORRIES IN HIS ARMS I FELT SECURITY.

I HAVE BEEN MADE WHOLE AGAIN MY DAYS ARE BRIGHTER AND MY NIGHTS ARE REFRESHED.

I HAVE BEEN CLEANED UP AND TURNED INTO WHAT HE HAS MADE ME TO BE.

A START IS IN ME A BEGINNING IS MINE.


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Vertigine

Save them
from the innermost of
the mind bewildered
the heart diminished
the voice demure to shout

Make them
collapse
with gloomy smile
Fake
intentions frail
of body and soul
promiscuous
Collide

Set free
a sage
in every word
on any page
display the sly wisdom
on vertiginous stage
Break
the rules
with detest for
the inferior manner
of callow honesty
for humane
Sake
Divide

Spare
the nightmare
noxious conqueror
contamination developed
through ferocious heart
in asinine mind
enveloped within rotten flesh
Take
advantage of their
sophomoric trust
sedated senses
and
amaurotic affections

Wake the blight
before they collapse
Deride


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Seers

He who would forever
See and doe's not nothing
       Reluctantly is
A filament for all evil
             - And -
A conduit threw thy Soul
   Where is as he who
Deal's in inequity merely
     Corrupts' thy Spirit
          By and whole
And singes' the conscious
        Brow......

                 GF


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STEPPING FORWARD

NO LONGER CAN I BE WITH YOU NO LONGER CAN I STAY IN THIS RELATIONSHIP KNOWING DEEP DOWN THAT I AM NOT HAPPY.

I MUST MOVE FORWARD I CANNOT BE WITH SOMEONE WHO DOES NOT LOVE ME AT ALL.

I REFUSE TO KEEP LYING TO MYSELF AND SAYING THAT WE ARE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER.

WHEN I KNOW THAT IT IS NOT IN THE CARDS I MUST CLOSE THIS CHAPTER AND MOVE FORWARD.

IN THIS TIME I HAVE LOST MYSELF ALL OVER AGAIN I HAVE SO MUCH TO OFFER THE WORLD.

WE ARE NOT ON THE SAME PAGE AT ALL AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU I MUST LET YOU GO I MUST MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE.

I TRIED TO STAY AND MAKE IT WORK BUT SO MANY THINGS GOT IN THE WAY.

I KEPT ON TRYING TO TELL MYSELF THAT IT IS JUST A PHASE WE WILL GET THROUGH THIS.

BUT WE ARE ON TWO DIFFERENT LEVELS TWO DIFFERENT PAGES IN THIS LIFETIME MY HEART ACHES BUT IT WILL GET BETTTER THROUGH TIME.

YOU HAVE BEEN ON THIS JOURNEY LONGER THAN I HAVE THERE ARE SOME THINGS THAT YOU HAVE DONE THAT I HAVE YET TO EXPERIENCE.

SO GO ON NOW AND KEEP IT GOING.


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What Is Poetry III




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Poetry is a glimpse into
        The Mind
Of the intimate observer
      And a Over See
For the Omnipotent...
 That carries the Voice
             -Of-
   The Generation... 
     And serves' as
   A Mighty Force
          ------ 
            -Fore- 
   The future mutual
Forbearance..and with..
           Wisdom
      .. As a Chaser...

                 GF


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War Stories

May Day, acid and the National Guard
You tell it so well, you tell it so hard
The dream, the trip and peace rallies you stress
We've heard them before selling war stories for less

Rinding in cars and running in the street
Locked behind bars, afraid of defeat
The dream , the trip and peace rallies you stress
We'ver heard them before selling war stories for less

You've fallen, get up and get out of here
Why risk being buried by the past many years
It's time for a change in you 'Little Boy,'
Pack up your bags, throw out your old toys

Why chance looking back when you're so far ahead
Go hang-up your hang-ups, awaken the dead
For the dream, the trip, and peace rallies you stress
All gone today and, people can care less

The Dream, the Trip and Peace Rallies you stress
Could have helped saved the world but 
our youth failed the test.


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Reality


       Reality..
      ------
Reality is liken to
         A cuff
That which bridges'
       Of reality
           And
Holds' it's sublimation
           To embrace
     Full disclosure

            GF


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QUIPs In Your Face II


 #1  When they asked me
          Why I was kicked
                Out of the Military
        I tell them that the feeling
                  Was mutual

                        GF



  #2  I'd rather wish
             For time
         With the Lord
        Than to have no
              Time at all
          TIC - TIC - TIC

                   GF




   #3  In the eye's of
             The Lord
          Love is highly 
              Personal
          It is neither 
         Male or Female

                  GF



    #4 When the said that
            Marriage was
          For ever and ever
          I did not know that
               It included
             Divorces'

                     GF



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-His Love And Grace-

A Summer's dawn
one early chosen morn
cleared haze of sleep
prepared to ponder deep.

Gaze with awakened eye
towards that dawning sky
with pensive thought upon
to whom does it all belong.

With a breath of air, respired deep
take in all with, admired sweep
ponder upon, One who created it all
what makes it stand out to enthrall.

I considered the purpose of that Great Creator
as I humbled at the footstool of that Maker
I envisage too the vastness of His space
as I bathed in the rays of His Love and Grace


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LIFE AS PERCEIVED REALITY

Life As Perceived Reality

We believe and think what beings we are;  
Juiced up ready to expel our seeds
to create new generations of replications.  
Each with different bumps and rinds divided within, 
but in the end, can we really tell one from the other? 
What history was written? What tales were told?
Where would our essence go next? 
The lemon and lime ponder the finality

Destiny takes us through each vector 
and we live life as if it matters.
Reward and struggle makes the day important
to the ones who stay.
Why-wherefore queries would often  seem 
to lead to equivalent questions but from different questioners. 
shall we all arrive at the same conclusions in circulations?
Semantic variables confuse and dissociate until the "why"
split like a atom becomes a force to be reckoned with, 
an uncontrollable exhortation which like the wild stallion
is difficult to tame. 

We excel in greatness born of trauma, ending in trauma 
the pluralistic motivator of the human race 
without which, all would all die as a mundane abstractions.
There has to be, more than soul malnourishment 
or psyche incompatibilities that fire the ovens of our discontent.

But for the millennium of existence 
man's emotional evolution progresses little, 
All of the incarnations and soul needs
have been left unsatisfied and yet we still hunger
for a messiah to complete our missions. 
. 
The free will of maneuverability concedes
the interpretation to mean a narrow winded road 
with little room to avoid oncoming traffic;
an open highway with eternal destinations 
that never seem to close the open gaps 
between the beginning and the end, 
until one learns that the beginning was the end   

Glory in goodness, as darkness will surely follow. 
The earth sends this message with each rotation
In radiant awe and heart hurting sadness

Possibilities are endless it is said.
Once chosen the now becomes the beginning 
and the possibilities again become 
endless until the final second 
when it all ends as prescribed by the prescriber.
Perhaps then, one may see clearly 
what was before us all the time 
and is thankful that the curtain 
finally closes on the succession of plays.


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Time Travel


A lost of temperance
         -Must be
A waste of time
   -Fore neither of
The same shall their
           Ever be two
Separate they may
              --Seem

             GF


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Daily illuzions

I wanna state a cardiac arrest for ya chest
Detest your own humidity within humanity, cats rest in vanity
Controlling underground charisma the mic got me checking
Wrecking one image of fame at a time
Cursed vines connecting family to 10 o clock news
Dues payed, lives strayed in the fray battling demonic entities
Loving life as it was given to me never forgetting how bad days are now
Whatever happened to old love music and jazzy tunes programed to everyone's ear
Fears hold hearts by the numbers count beyond two plus two into thunder
Anesthetic agility slaying demographic amendment abilities
Beckoning nucleic AC's, base combination weeds
Growing fast forget what you knew last 
Before trash wonders pounce into eyes of ghetto stricken children
Stereotyped to end up living in hatreds domain, so much pain
Vividly orchestrated symbolically government debated
No-one has awakened accept a lesser few
Scripted by transcendentalist dues, golden hues and cyripted clues
BOOM!, did you feel my vibe
Arise and cry your hearts content, repent what grounds gravitational
Ration cuz they called me action with a little bit of attraction
For tainted pictures posted on shopping center windows
JC penny pillows, couches and Nintendos
Forget all the unnecessary smiles and hug with love's style
Is it wrong to file times when wrong was right
Darkness was light, she became vigilante bright
Yo...this poetry thing is so tight
I just wish i found it earlier in mainstream ignorance
To electrify my repentance mechanism
Schisms tattooed onto tribal ancestor blades
vector shijin played
Yuki im comin girl 
Your my world and much more, although I love Viviana 
until my heart dies of pore romanticism interpretations 
Pounding silhouettes emancipation anticipate that
See i'm just one of a few that appreciate metaphores
and naturalistic lore, women with imaginative cores
Naw it aint hard, see im just cruzin
but i guess its hard to contemplate daily iluzions. 





        
 


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FELT IN THIS WORLD

Felt as if I were a stranger amongst family.
A mere shadow puppet on the wall.
The whispers that enraged me deeply.
From all the distasteful, shameful,
ungrateful words that had been spoken
.
Utter silence drifting away,
the darkness starts to reign.
Sincerity's all so superficial beauty,
shines so brightly.
Blinding us from the true light burning within
.
Rebelliously our selfish motives,
and lustful attitudes,
Ruthlessly are felt thru out the land.
Emotionless thoughts,a lack of wisdom
,
Aimlessly wandering about;
Consuming everything in it's path.
Leaving "heart aches" as distraactions,
Felt dining from the war within,
the chains of bondage.
Keeping us slaves of death.
Our "seeds of faith" never failing to.
Surrendering to our human nature.
Repenting with our bankrupted souls
.
His grace,given with forgiveness
and love.


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NOTHING CHANGING

THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BELIEVED IN YOU THE DREAMS YOU HAD AND THE AMBITION YOU HAD SHOWN TO ME.

NOW ALL I SEE IS SOMETHING THAT IS UNREAL SOMETHING THAT IS TRIFILING.

ONLY TIME WHEN YOU WANT TO COME AROUND IS WHEN YOU WANT SOMETHING.

NOT TO SEE HOW I AM DOING OR HOW I AM HOLDING UP NOT EVEN A CONVERSATION IS IN YOUR BOOK.

ALL YOU EVER WANT TO DO IS USE ME AND TREAT ME LIKE A TOY PLAY WITH ME WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE IT AND THROW ME AWAY WHEN YOU ARE DONE.

I AM NOT YOUR TOY NOR AM I YOUR FIDDLE KEEP ON WALKING BECAUSE EVERYTHING THAT YOU ARE TELLING ME IS GARBAGE.

YOU KEEP TRYING TO WHEEL ME IN ALL OVER AGAIN WITH THE SAME OLD SAME OLD WELL IT IS NOT GOING TO WORK THIS TIME.

I DON'T NEED YOU IN MY LIFE I CAN MAKE IT WITHOUT YOU HOW COULD I BE SUCH A FOOL FALLING FOR THE SAME OKEY-DOKE!

IN YOUR EYES I WAS NOTHING BUT A JOKE.

SO I AM TELLING YOU THAT THE FEELING THAT I HAD FOR YOU ARE DISSOLVED NO MORE IT IS GONE.

I FOUND SOMEONE SPECIAL THAT GIVES ME THE LOVE THAT I DESERVE.

I KEPT TRYING TO BE WITH YOU BUT YOU KEPT ON PUSHING ME AWAY SO NOW I AM PUSHED AWAY INTO SOMEONE'S ARMS NOW YOU WANT ME BACK.

WELL IT IS TOO LATE FOR THAT NOW YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE GO TELL THAT HOGWASH TO SOME OTHER FOOL.

BECAUSE I AM NOT BUYING IT!


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The End Day

At the day of tribulations'
Reckless deeds' and end 
Of time
Your consternation
Beguiles' me
And is relative to me
Fore
The Lord is He
Yet,
The maker of mammon
Hath made his bound
Of inequity
Amidst
The trove and treasure
Of the unholy
Which the un-holy of thee
Shall never resist

GF


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THE BREATH OF LIFE

A GREAT THING GIVEN FROM OUR FATHER WAS,
A WORLD WITH BLUE SKYIES,BLUE OCEANS, ANIMALS, TREES, SUNLIGHT, FOOD, PEACE,
JOY, BEAUTY,
HARMONIOUSLY LIVING TOGETHER ; IN PERFECT COMPANIONSHIP.
GOD THE FATHER DIDN'T STOP THERE, HE GAVE US
THE ULTIMATE GREATEST GIFT ANYONE
COULD EVER GIVE; WHEN HE ; BLEW THE BREATHE OF LIFE INTO ADAM'S NOSTRILS.
GOD DIDN'T STOP THERE THOUGH, HE PROVIDED ADAM WITH A GARDEN OF GLORIOUS
BEAUTY AND PERFECTION.
SHORTLY AFTER THE LORD GOD ASK ADAM "WHAT IS WRONG ADAM"? ADAM REPLIED I
FEEL LONELY, I WISH I HAD A COMPANION". 
QUIETLY GOD THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT ADAM
HAD SAID; AND PUSHING HIS FEELINGS ASIDE,
HE PUT ADAM INTO A DEEP SLEEP
AND MADE A COMPANION FOR HIM.
FLESH OF MY FLESH, BONE OF MY BONE,
AND THEN GOD TOOK A RIB FROM ADAM AND GAVE IT TO EVE.
AFTERWARDS GOD SAT ADAM AND EVE DOWN AND EXPLAINED
TO THEM THAT ONLY ONE THING
THEY WERE FORBIDDIN TO DO AND THAT WAS TO EAT FRUIT
FROM THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE OF GOOD AND EVIL; 
FOR THEY WOULD SURLY DIE.


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behind our eyes

Beauty ,the tormented pain,
  hiding deep within.
A web of abandoned emotions, 
wasted energies  and chaotic dreams.

A dark chastising silence,
engulfed with  flames.
murderous contempt, within our hearts, 
for our fellow self.
  
Thick black ashes, entangled in a web,
of  Stolen time,  and memories.

Learning life's lessons,  
harshly, without a forgiving  word.
 
Leaving us gasping, for the breath of life...

LOVE!!


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Pennant's


None can penalize
     A man more
         - For -
His own action's
 Than the lost
      -Of- 
 His own Soul

           GF


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my dark thoughts

is it a waking dream?
no,
is it a waking nightmare?
no,
it be the thoughts of the deserted,
those who have nothing left to lose,
the ones who can go mute without a second thought,
the ones whose dreams overflow with the blood of others,
for they are the ones who see the sinister truth,
the end isn't near its always been there,
every year,
every month,
every day,
every minute,
every second,
for you see the end is not when the world ends,
it is the last day you feel complete,
it is the day you feel worthless,
the day you see only the dark side of things,
the moment you imagine slaying the beast of which caused your pain,
for that is the day the innocence known as your "inner child" is finally slaughtered,
and when your become...,
heartless.


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Mortified

I,
walk among the zombies
rotting in an unfathomable ghetto,
thrust ‘neath lifeless golden bricks,
drenched in crimson hues 
of survival.

She,
dressed in disgrace,
gyrates to an ugly music,
painting  his evenings in sordid colors!
What have they done to you,
Oh my Modesty!!

A desperate light flickers high above.
Unattainable.
Blind.

Does your fumbling feeble mind remember me?
I was once known as Honesty.


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Jones for Legacy

Like a portrait already painted but needing a little more color
I am not done and I can not go on.
Two roads and I have taken the one less traveled upon.
It has been discarded but it has made all the difference.
The path is covered with oversized bushes and thorn stems.
You can not see all the trail for it has grown scattered grass.
The other way was much clearer but its simplicity scared me.
Life is not unadorned.  Life is not uncomplicated.  Life is imbalanced.
Like a perfectly bitten apple thrown onto a concrete ground in front of a fire hydrant
I am not hesitant to fight for work.
My legacy has not been satisfied, my labor bears incomplete.
Like a portrait already painted but needing a little more color
I am not done and I can not go on.


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AFTER LIFE

AFTER LIFE: (HOPE COMES)


AFTER ALL OF YOUR RECKLESS LIFE CHOICES, 
THE ONLY TRUE ARCHILLES HEAL IS ONESELF.
REGRET NOT YOUR PATH IN LIFE,
BUT ONLY THE IGNORANT REACTIONS. 
AFTER OVER COMING QUITE HARSH CONDITIONS
OF YOUR EARTHS ELEMENTS
THE ONLY THING YOU SHOULD PONDER IS THE TOTAL 
IGNORANCE OF YOUR DEAF EARS KEEPING 
YOU FROM SEEING THE WHOLE PICTURE.
BLINDING YOU FROM ALL

THE UNSPOKEN WORDS OF YOUR LIFE,
RELATIONSHIPS THAT SUFFERED, 
YOUR BROKEN HEARTS EMOTIONS RUNNING WILDLY.
OUR BATTLE STRICKENED WOUNDS TRYING TO HEAL;
NEEDING OUR BANKRUPED SOULS SAVED
FROM ALL THE CHAOTIC SORROWS SUFFOCATING US DAILY.
OUR OUR HOMELANDS

FEARS ESCAPING HOLD OF US
MOMENTS IN TIME LOST TRAGICLY.
BE ALL THAT YOU ARE FROM WITHIN, 
SIMLIFY EVERYTHING. BEING HONEST WITH YOURSELF,
ABOUT THE TRUTH OF YOUR LIFE.
IT IS EXTREMELY HARSH, AND HARD PAINFUL WORK,
BUT AT LEAST YOU'LL HAVE THE KNOWLEDGE OF 
KNOWING THAT EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. Y
YOU'LL UNLOCK THE POWER FROM WITHIN
YOU'LL GROW IN STRENGTH, CONFIDENCE.
YOU'LL SET YOURSELF FREE AND APART OF THIS WORLD
AND THE HUMAN CONDITION.
YOU'LL GROW AND OPEN YOUR MIND TO BEING KINDER,
TO OTHERS, GOING THE EXTRA MILE.
BELIEVE IN THE TRUTH AND STOP 
ALLOWING THE LIES FROM OUR MEDIA AND GOVERNMENT
WITH THEIR ILLUSIONS OF WHAT OUR REALITY TRULY IS. 

HOW CAN ONE CHOOSE THIS YOU ASK? ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ACCEPT JESUS INTO YOUR HEART AND KNOW THAT HE DIED FOR YOUR SINS.



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felt in this world

Felt as if I were a stranger amongst family.
A mere shadow puppet on the wall.
The whispers that enraged me deeply.
From all the distasteful, shameful,
ungrateful words that had been spoken.
Utter silence drifting away,
the darkness starts to reign.
Sincerity's all so superficial beauty shines brightly,
blinding us from the true light burning within.
Rebelliously our selfish motives,
and lustful attitudes,
ruthlessly are felt thru out the land.
Emotionless thoughts,a lack of wisdom,
Aimlessly wandering about,
consuming everything in it's path.
Leaving "heart aches" as distraactions,
felt dining the war within the chains of bondage.
Keeping us slaves of death.
Our "seeds of faith" never failing,
surrendering to our human nature.
Repenting with our bankrupted souls.
His grace,given with forgiveness
and love.


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Your Inner You

As you walk through lifes traveled roads, 
every step you take gets you closer to your goals.

Dont ever loose site of the challenges that lie ahead, 
for the answers you need are in front of you, like a book
that must be read.

So remember as you take lifes journeys through all thats 
thick and thin, all the answers you will ever need come from
you,deep within.


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My Silent Solitude

On the inside and looking out, I sit below.
Maybe I am here to wait?
Deep within the depths of me I must go.
My world is all mine being one that only I know.
So many things in here that I can debate!
I see a world of madness so I steadily take it all in.
New things come to me, time and time again.
My silent solitude renews what time creates.
On the outside, I can look deep within.
Maybe I am here to know?
Deep within the depths of me is where it begins.
My world is all mine being one that only I must transcend.
So many things in here that I can show!
I see a world of confusion, but I can always navigate.
New things come to me, the more and more to vindicate.
My silent solitude always tells me so.
Deep within I can come and go.
Maybe I am here to show?
My world is all mine being the one that only I accumulate. 
So many things in here that I can comprehend!
I can see the beginning and I can see the end.
New things come to me, one by one to appreciate.
My silent solitude is the womb in which I alone can grow.



© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich


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Wind

The wind whips my skin with chilled water
as I urge myself to take the next step
forever being pushed back from my goal
shuddering at the gail as pushes me away
I dig my heals in, bending to the wind.
going under its force
As it cuts my skin I take one more step
waiting until it slackens to move again
each step a triumph of patience and strength
while the wind fights me all the way


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The Devil

I know you're there.
You invisible snare.
You evil, don't care.
Floating around in a black cloud.
Thundering and lightning out loud.
Waiting, ready to pounce.
On some poor victim, of your choice.

A false word or deed.
Hatred, jealousy and greed.
War and famine, torture and pain.
The tools employed, drive you insane.

Do not let him in.
Keep from sin.
Tell a lie, the stronger he grows.
The better to unleash the foes.

If good deeds from you flow.
Do not show.
Better anonymous  be.
Charity, not to see.
Keep your head down.
Satan is looking around.

Overcome him I must.
Or he will take me with jealousy and lust.
I choose my friends with care.
And I will dare.
To stand up against all wrong.
With Gods help I will be strong.







 






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England

I am an English man.
I used to think.
That I ruled the world.
And could take my drink.

When all would bow and salute.
The English man a Sir or Duke.
Now I found my place.
In the human race.
We are all the same and grace.

Used to think that everything.
From England came.
Football, oranges and sugar cane.
Used to think that I was best of all.
Now I know, that is not so, at all.

I am as good or bad as the other Lad.
Some fools still make war.
I say no more.
Briton no longer Rules the Waves.
Nor does the sword stay in our hands.
It has been cast away.
Peace to-day.


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It Matters

As the morning sun rose, it did say
“Who’s there, on earth, so trustworthy
To follow my movements throughout the day?”

Out spoke the sunflower
“It’s me, my Lord, in that bower.
Through the day though come what may
I’ll follow you foot-steps in sun and shower.”

It kept its words and the sun gasped
Fidelity as this had never before shaped.

The mid-day sun did eloquently sail
“On earth is there anyone so brave
To face my wrath at full scale?”

The leaves rustled and the old banyan grunted
“I’ll and though you burn me with all your might
Won’t let a ray pass by my sight
Shade under me will be intact, all right.”

The sun increased its wrath and waned
The tree remained firm, sacrifice left the sun shamed.

The setting sun spoke before it did flip
“Who’s there, on earth
To carry out my duty when I am asleep?”

The little fire-fly woke up and flew
“Though I do not burn as bright as bright as you
Yet I’ll shine through all the night
To make a small difference I’ll fight.”

The sun was done, it hath failed
Commitment as this had him nailed.

These small differences kept the earth going that day
The moon did shine, everything was fine
The sun rested assured
“Fire of character is stronger than mine.”
 


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Sometimes

Where do we go when we go away?
Where do I go when I want to stay?
Sometimes I am lost and I can not see.
“God”, I look up and all I can do is pray.
Sometimes it is hard for me to even believe.
And then sometimes you set me so free!
Why does it have to be this way?
What is it that you need for me to say?
Sometimes I run free with the night.
“God”, I look around and I find my prey.
Sometimes I can see the crystal clear light.
And then sometimes I enhance my very own fight.

What mountain do you need for me to climb?
Where am I destined in this blessed and holy time?
Sometimes heaven is right at my front door.
“God”, I look down and even I can draw the line.
Sometimes I push for your all or more.
And then sometimes I am my own warrior.
Why do I balance these things with you?
What is it that you need for me to do?
Sometimes I just wonder why.
“God”, I am looking all around simply passing through.
Sometimes I am just tired and want to sit down for a cry.
And then sometimes I know that I have always been the one that tried.


© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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The Woman In Me

Something deep inside of me is longing to escape
to a better place outside of myself.
How will I get there?
Will there be anybody to help me find my place.
I'm not the same as before.
I want to walk away from it all but my first step is walking
through that door.
I'm afraid because I have no idea what's in store.
I want to live with no regrets, doubts or fears.
There's a big world out there for me to discover.
I have so many questions.
Will I be able to make it on my own or will I need 
a helping hand.
Someone who will listen to me and understand. 
I got to find a way to become the woman I so much 
want to be.
I got to be stronger to make it in this world.
I want to say goodbye to the girl that I once was 
and say hello to the new woman that is me. 


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Be Free

Why be content to live a mediocre life 
Don't stifle yourself
Always pleasing others 
in the end, we have only ourselves 
Rushing, here and there
Some are afraid to look within
So content, or so it seems. with what life has presented them 
But life didn't hand it on a silver platter
It was chosen
We make the decisions on our course
In the morning, off to work
Are you happy 
Fullfilled
Do you say yes
When you really long to scream no
Are you the abiding child
Is your spouse your true love
Is it easier to just go through the motions of life
Instead of being faithful to you
One life we have
To be true to ourselves
Who we really are
Look deep, very deep within
Find the soul that longs to live in a world you can call your own
Learn about you
Be free



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The Trainer

The Trainer is skilled and knowledge is way too real.
Precision is marked and the course plainly lain out.
The trainer is everything and has no room for doubt.
Our lessons are here in which we share what we feel.
We’re certified by gold appeal to His right thumb seal.

Our perfection with His direction is a challenge we must all meet.
Teaching or lectures the trainer’s word sits upon a cozy high seat.
The Trainer is the one, teaching us why we have all come to care.

Articulate in balancing those massive scales, 
He is making us ready for His truth or dare.
Slowly but surely He removes all of our veils.

Testing and provoking the thoughts that we all must greatly compare,
The Trainer is detained and responsible to the reality we all shall bare.
So listen here and listen there, eventually fame is no more good or fun.
The Trainer teaches us that it is our principles to be all by being one.

The Trainer is well thought out even if the job comes undone.
The Trainer is my heir I bare for global defeat fair and square!


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Moments

In the distance of a midnight prayer you may ask, that you be heard by the Master, 
As you send your request asking for guidance, and comfort through certain 
moments of your life

Or when you take a stand for all you believe, and place in yourself only words 
that “I will succeed”, To fall short balled around on your own heel, and it leaves 
you weary and you do not know in the moment how to feel

The end is near to finish it all off, you spend sometime piecing it together the 
road at the path you once did chose. Finding it was all worth it no matter the 
gains, and what you did lose, You take a moment to catch your breath to receive 
your own just reward from the short task goals you have just performed

Yes moments like these are in our lives, and with out them well we would not be 
able to take time for one self, To reflect who we are and what we believe, When 
the day comes to the end I we can only hope to reflect did we spend our time 
wisely on this wondrous day

LDN


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Give Way

Could I tell you that your special, and would you believe it with your own eyes

Or can you see it without a mirror, or would you get lost in your soul searching 
leaving you mesmerized

But come what may in what I call you, or what it simply seems to be

For you are very special, and it sometimes may take a life time to see

Am I saying it because of the things you do or say

Or am I just saying these words to make you feel that way

So you can give into your expectations each passing day

No your special alright, that's what I know and see

And no matter what other's may think and say

For my dear give way for they can never truly see what it is I see and why your so 
very special to me

LDN


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The Sun

Bravely it roams around the details of life independently.
Slowly it seems to emulate memories of those foretold.
Boldly it displays the richness, its knowledge profoundly.
Never disappearing, escaping the season of cold.
Though it may anticipate the darkness of one case,
Jealousy never affects any partition that remains seen.
Tears will never flow as known by a human face.
Though the shrouds of tears are still crystal clean,
Smiles briskly displayed in its aperture, sensed deeply.
Frowns as well glisten bright depicted upon the mind.
Sadness not categorized within its realm, even meekly.
Happiness integrated forever from the orbit we find.
Dependent for life we have worshiped and adored true.
Capturing intensity, we endure its survival, without a clue.


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What!!!!

Who are we to say that “when a tree falls in the forest some day does it make a 
sound especially if no one is around?”

Only one thing is for certain that is to be as long as no one got hurt, or it did not 
cause damage to any property “who cares”

These things and sayings are what it is to be, and only the lessons learned are 
what they are to me

And for One final not any tree that falls in a forest with no one around makes one 
simple sound “ THUD “ You learnt that one from me 

LDN


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Cephas, a Stone

I am Cephas,
A rock upon the dry earth.
I am a stone
Lifted up and set in motion.
The wind surrounds me.
I sink into the brook
And settle.
The water rushes over me,
And my ragged edges and indentions are not;
I am smooth.
A young hand chooses me,
And puts me into a scrip
With four others just as polished-
But I'm the one lifted and set in motion.
The wind surrounds me.
I sink into the frontal
And settle.
The blood rushes over me.
The young hand takes me (still lodged)
To the Holy City.
Now I - Cephas, a stone,
A rock beneath the blessed soil of Jerusalem,
Am settled.


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Magic Mind Trip

Fire of ancient times march of fascist crimes i see what unfolds in front
of me do you believe can you walk beside me magical garden never denied 
me. Will you join the willing can you survive just this one time in the realm
of mind to some is certainly blind.

Oceans divide drink the wine excelsior divine magnificent lyricist
untold martyr the Mecca of medieval understand one man's evil.
Take this trip with me breath let the unease set sail the breeze
together we can travel this magical mind trip, mercenaries we
explore to grant the world our stories just wait till you see what's
in store i promise you no more worries.