By Sagar Karkisagarkaarki. Monday, March 25, 2013 5:50:32 PM
life, reality, world
WEAVERS,
weaving at break of day,
Why do you weave a garment so gay? . .
Blue as the wing of a halcyon wild,
We weave the robes of a new-born child.
Weavers, weaving at fall of night,
Why do you weave a garment so bright? . . .
Like the plumes of a peacock,
purple and green,
We weave the marriage- veils of a queen.
Weavers, weaving solemn and still,
What do you weave in the moonlight chill? . . .
White as a feather and white as a cloud,
We weave a dead man's funeral shroud.
- Sarojini Naidu
By Wizardlokutus-prime. Thursday, February 28, 2013 3:15:48 PM
observation, experience, loss, reality
...
We are reflections in the golden eye
of day's new face, as we pass by,
and all the sights and sounds
and all the things we know
are shapes upon the stage,
within the magic
lantern's colored glow.
In metaphor I measure out
these things, not knowing if
they're real or my imaginings,
but my perception tells me they are real,
with gain and loss on human nature's spinning wheel.
Life is tested, time and time again, in bold relief,
and entropy's disordered randomness
has turbulence masquerading as it's thief.
Poem by John Prime Reflections in the golden eye.mp3Voice Reading (mp3) by John
By Yad yousufayd91. Tuesday, October 30, 2012 9:47:02 AM
nature, life, reality, dreams
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Today is just as i dreamt it'll be,
the best day being the worst,
the moon burning like a thousand suns,
the earth shifting beneath my feet,
the seas standing rock solid,
and waterfalls moving backwards.
living in this dreamy state,
where life knows no purpose,
we are free from the curse of reality,
free from failure,
alas!
its 5:59am
today is just starting,
reality is back,
and the dream like others end.
By bongani marumotroheigne. Saturday, September 22, 2012 12:47:59 PM
reality
I was slaved by civilization
am in need of indegeneousation
am stepping out the collaboration
reason being low renumeration
which done by this evil organisation
in pretence adding value to my nation
and degrading my generation
no more hard labour for pension
thirst for success is worth quenching
is my nation thats needs rebuilding
my people needs someone to believe in
also needs better place to live in
we've struggle so long to give in
we need more than breath in
By Gramgram84. Saturday, November 5, 2011 7:40:16 PM
beautiful, life, reality, thoughts
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I think, and if I'm thinking then I must be.
But what if my thought is the one thinking me?
The secret to life is not knowing what it is,
and why we want to know is why nobody knows.
The ugly truth is a lie would be better,
because everything is beautiful if not seen too close.
-g.
By Spiritwind Woodspiritwind-wood. Monday, September 12, 2011 3:49:36 AM
music, forever, reality, thoughts
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When this world has you down
you feel no one is around
and you can't keep
both feet on the ground
nothing seems worth the cost
you've given up and can't even try drowning in blue
you feel there's nothing left for you
Read more...
By Spiritwind Woodspiritwind-wood. Monday, September 12, 2011 3:24:48 AM
broken, life, reality, thoughts
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I look inside of me
try to find who I use to be
I look inside of me
now he is gone
I try to feel inside of me
I feel nothing inside of me
I hide the hurt
keep it all inside of me
Read more...
By Spiritwind Woodspiritwind-wood. Monday, September 12, 2011 3:14:16 AM
LOVE, broken, reality, relationship
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You walked away
no words left to say
torn between a mixed emotion
tied up in a empty notion
your love a deadly potion
I couldn't let go
Remembering everything you said
I love you, I hate you
I need to leave you
I bleed for you, I wait for you
still these words in my head
Caught in this whirlwind
between an enemy and a friend
time passes we try to pretend
both looking for something new
these nights just trying to make it through
losing everything that we knew Remembering everything i said
I love you, I hate you
I need to leave you
I bleed for you, I wait for you
Still these words in your head
And as we try not to let it show
hiding behind the pain
this love we both refrain
nothing here is the same
just another dying flame
all that's left will remain
Remembring everything we said
I love you, I hate you
I need to leave you
I bleed for you, I wait for you
Still these words in our head..Spiritwind
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