Best Mind How You Go Poems

Hey Jude, love is like a butterfly - just let it be.
You've got a ticket to ride, go where you should be.
Love is a revolution it shall set you free.
Don't live a life of sorrow like Eleanor Rigby.

You've got a ticket to ride, go where...

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I hold three magic rocks, in my hand. Rolling them over and over and over. Leaving this 
reality behind, far behind I stepped into the magic mirror and there I was back in 1959.  It 
was the same month, November.  I looked around...

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Lost in the valley of indecision
Forever caught between here and there
My mind is divided, my soul is torn
And monstrous phantoms are everywhere

There's neither light, nor is there darkness
Here in this barren oasis of grey
Trapped somewhere in between questions and answers
Groping and grasping to find my...

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I kiss-you a thousand times, a thousand times, and still I'm yearning for more.
Yearning for more-and still the passion that burns for ya is never enough as I
head home cann't get you off of my mind, I'm driving, you call just as I am about...

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She scribbles her lines as fast as she can
Hoping that someone will read
She writes of love and broken hearts
Til her fingers begin to bleed

She empties her soul from the inside out
To show there's nothing to hide
She wipes away the stains on the paper
From all of...

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My Mind whats it doing?....where is trying to go? A once safe haven only i could control.  What happen to me i feel like im falling so deep into a lonely darkness. thats now in my mind i recognize it its not my first...

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Longing for the days gone by
When cares were soon forgotten
Which now linger oppressively
Odorous, like fruit turned rotten.

Carefree were those bygone days
Random notions came and went
Imagination rambling like crazes
I was not afraid to experiment.

Days passed swiftly into years
Encumbrances kept piling atop
My eyes often filled up with...

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The heart will mend itself 
It is your mind you ought to worry about
For it is your mind where you hoard the memories, 
Were You've filed the record of the one who scarred you 
That still cuts deep as a dagger   


Your mind...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown"...Quote by - Samuel Taylor Coleridge ( from his writings)

From the yonder hazy horizon, the hills blue  
undulated down the emerald landscape  
in rhapsodic rhythmic waves rolling in view. 

Its contours...

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It is wise to direct your anger towards problems - not people; to focus your energies on answers - not excuses.

(William Arthur Ward)


If kept bottled up, a poison taken like vitamins,
this elixir will eat you from the inside. Ears
pierced not with pretty jewels, but allowed...

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doors in my mind
all I see is flashes of memory
I wish I could live with what I see
it is just not clear to me
can it be
I just lost my memory 
why can't I see
oh I forgot I had brain surgery
it was because I had a...

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No Tigers At Home In Africa 


Walking my tiger home alone I’m sure walking at last

home from home and beyond when I travel too fast

In Istanbul Hamburg St. Davids I gather my themes

full of life love creatures and poetry that redeems

Wild cats pussyfooting around mosques...

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If I could spend my whole life with you,
It will only be a dream, because no such thing is true.
If no one open's their heart all the way through.
       How can I ever really give my heart to you?...

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- Who She is. -
She is the statue of liberty
The lady of the harbour 
A beacon and a pillar of light
She is burnt at the stake
She is woken by a kiss
Calling from afar
She says " I will fight naked on a horse if you would...

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Crucifixion

Your sweating Bode layed on the cross
the nails and hammer  bright
the Cruxer sets it on your limbs
through flesch and bone he strives

Your body winds in pain and gasps
the muscles cramp in flame
onlookers claps with fun no shame
for them its all a game..

then when they...

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