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Ears Have Grown Tired Of Listening

You want to do what you want,
To whom you want and when.
But as soon as a foot comes down,
Upon you...
With a stopping of your whims,
That's when your whining starts to annoy.
And the shutting of those once open doors...
In your face begin!

Go home!
Evaluate.
Strip away those fake defenses!
Ears have grown tired of listening to them!

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Eyes and Ears

Eyes and ears have blessings, too much for the heart,
And the passion that uncovered them was not the part.

Glancing with passion is thrilling like seeing,
An object I refer to the public-being.

As she nears, the eyes are calm in the face,
As the nose smells, the tranquillity has a place.

Eyes are seeing wonderfully well,
As too many visions work in a cell.

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The Ears And The Eyes

so many things my ears have missed
if only the Almighty has set them for
more vibrations of excitements such as
those of rattling earth plates pulling
buildings and us off our feet

so many things my eyes cannot see
if only the Almighty has structured them
to see the realms, so many other worlds
we would know and be friends with

so many things the mind cannot fathom
if only the Almighty could raise it out
of the mundane to concentrate on the
essence of his creations, and to string
their relationships one by one into
a necklace we could all wear how
perfect a world we could all be in

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We Have Been Silent

we have been to silent and they
think we are but a pair of sad stories
always being told at bedtime

i do not like this silence. Deadening
my ears have become caves
for bats (who cares? i care now
i want to see the world with all its noise
and troubles)

why? (common let us make all the noise
we can muster, let us shout, scream,
jump, stamp our feet, hit the walls with
our fists, and run wild into the forest,
splash our bodies to the rivers
of time..

why? oh why?
(simple. so we can forget our own
miseries, these silent murderers
shooting us
for nothing.)

let us not be too silent.
are we not mistaken by them as
dead?

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I Have Climbed Up The Mountain Of Despair

I have climbed up the mountain of despair
Oft – too oft perhaps for me
Too many bitter cups of grief I drunk
Too few the days of calm I joyed.

My flower of youth I wasted more
Than time and age could
Too many bitter cups of grief I drunk
Too few the days of calm I joyed.

Too many nights of weirdness I had
When bad dreams chased all sleep away:
And the black firmament like a cold wall
Smiled at me where’er I trod and went
Railing and deriding my despair.

Too many storms of green my vessel has
Weathered and been buffeted into
Too many a water wraith and ghost
Saw I in my mountain of despair:

Too many a field with corpses have I dreamed
Strewn and divided all irregular:
Too many a stormy sea with corpses I
Have dreamed swollen and strewn amidst the wrecks:
Too many a field with crosses in rows decked
And yew-clad cemeteries solitaire I dreamed.

Too many a monster new unheard unseen
By previous eyes or ears have I met
To many a deed and mishap have I been
Nor have been spared a son’s grief and despair
And now my father lies low in earth.

And now it seems that few black days remain
And blacker days on black days follow suit
Pointing with every day a-down and down:

My heart now too hard for tears is; my eyes
Are dry as desert sands or milked breasts
My throat is parched with the last dryness weird.
I have ascended the mountain of despair.

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You Wish Not to Hear This?

You wish not to hear this?
Fine!
But it is your behind that feels threatened.
Not mine!
My eyes and ears have been open,
All this time.
And I'm the one you choose to blame,
For breaking down the walls...
That have kept you blind!

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Speak To Me

Speak to me when you're feeling alone
Hurt or lost you're thrown

Speak to me when all else fails
And nobody seem to listen


Speak to me when I'm the one you trust
Speak to me I'm all ears
Have no fears
I'm listens
Don't hold back
I won't attack

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Jorge Luis Borges

Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon. Do you want to hear what ears have never heard? Listen to the bird's cry. Do you want to touch what hands have never touched? Touch the earth. Verily I say that God is about to create the world.

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All Tricks You've Tried

Those who refuse to keep up pace,
With a speed that increases.
And the rhythm heats!
Need to step aside.

If your ears have not been open.
There is nothing to see with your eyes.
They remain fixed on addictions.
Step aside.
Those games you wish and insist to play,
No longer exist.

Take the advice you've been given.
And step aside.
All tricks you've tried,
Have failed.

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Mario Parodi

it is now
mario
with his
parody
again
guitar strings
guitar strums
so
so spanish
my ears
jump
with joy
my ears
have kangaroo
feet
jumping with
joy
to the
skies
to the
hills
mario
parodi
and his
spanish notes
jumping like
fleas
from his
spanish guitar

my mind
has kangaroo
feet and jumps
and jumps
to
a great leap
the
great leap
that
soren
once
had in
norway.

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Smoke Came Out

His breath kindles coal and his mouth shoot out flames,
And smoke came out of his nostrils;
But my ears have heard of you and now my eyes do see you!
So try to fill my mouth with the laughter of your love.
Glide by the boats of reeds and you came to me,
For i am now considered guilty for loving you;
But i am innocent to your love and of your muse,
And like the eagles swooping on their prey at last.

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Like To Hold

I like to hold
As you are beautiful and bold
Something has urged me and told,
Go and get her hold

Whisper in ears
Have no fears
Come to me
Feel free

Be comfortable under tree
I shall hold you tight
Never leave you slight
Even if you lovingly fight.

As I am mister right
I must show you light
You feel and accept it
I shall love forever if you deem it fit

Just take deep breath
You will find me with
As you leave it out free
You may think about me

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William Blake

Songs Of Experience: Introduction

Hear the voice of the Bard!
Who Present, Past, & Future sees
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word,
That walk'd among the ancient trees.

Calling the lapsed Soul
And weeping in the evening dew;
That might controll.
The starry pole;
And fallen fallen light renew!

O Earth O Earth return!
Arise from out the dewy grass;
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the slumbrous mass.

Turn away no more:
Why wilt thou turn away
The starry floor
The watery shore
Is given thee till the break of day.

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William Blake

Hear the Voice of the Bard

Hear the voice of the Bard !
Who present, past, and future sees;
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word,
That walked among the ancient trees,

Calling the lapsed soul,
And weeping in the evening dew;
That might control
The starry pole,
And fallen, fallen, light renew!

'O Earth, O Earth, return!
Arise from out the dewy grass;
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the slumberous mass.

'Turn away no more;
Why wilt thou turn away?
The starry floor,
The watery shore,
Is given thee till the break of day.'

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William Blake

Hear the Voice

HEAR the voice of the Bard,
Who present, past, and future, sees;
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word
That walk'd among the ancient trees;

Calling the lapsed soul,
And weeping in the evening dew;
That might control
The starry pole,
And fallen, fallen light renew!

'O Earth, O Earth, return!
Arise from out the dewy grass!
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the slumbrous mass.

'Turn away no more;
Why wilt thou turn away?
The starry floor,
The watery shore,
Is given thee till the break of day.'

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William Blake

Introduction

Hear the voice of the Bard,
Who present, past, and future, sees;
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word
That walked among the ancient trees;

Calling the lapsed soul,
And weeping in the evening dew;
That might control
The starry pole,
And fallen, fallen light renew!

‘O Earth, O Earth, return!
Arise from out the dewy grass!
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the slumbrous mass.

‘Turn away no more;
Why wilt thou turn away?
The starry floor,
The watery shore,
Is given thee till the break of day.’

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You've been had

I heard a subtle sound from outer stairs
That interrupted peacefulness in house.
I asked myself, what was that noise my ears
Have hearkened to, perhaps it was a mouse?
Although my curiosity aroused
My cautiousness in check I ventured from
My study most perplexed, and than I paused
Because my heart was beating like a drum.
Anticipating what I feared the least
A mouse was not the cause of noise I heard
Nor any grievous, carnivorous beast
Not even Allen Poe’s foreboding bird.
I played a joke on you with all respect
Now the question: what thought you the culprit?

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If I Were To Say I Love You

If I were to say “I love you”
How might you respond?
Would you be indifferent or kind?
Tell the truth…I won’t mind
My ears have heard every answer;
See-thru excuses of duck n’ dodge
Such skillful words that sabotage

Come sit with me, let us reason
For every flower has its season
Bravely delve your truest feelings
Remove dusty layers ripe for peeling

I fully trust that we shall find;
How hurt can cleave hearts in two
How jealousy can make us blind

After there’s no negativity to pursue
When everything we’ve felt is said
There shall be a way for love renew

ROTMS

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The Spirit Land

Father! thy wonders do not singly stand,
Nor far removed where feet have seldom strayed;
Around us ever lies the enchanted land
In marvels rich to thine own sons displayed;
In finding thee are all things round us found;
In losing thee are all things lost beside;
Ears have we but in vain strange voices sound,
And to our eyes the vision is denied;
We wander in the country far remote,
Mid tombs and ruined piles in death to dwell;
Or on the records of past greatness dote,
And for a buried soul the living sell;
While on our path bewildered falls the night
That ne'er returns us to the fields of light.

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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXXXI

TO ONE WHOM HE HAD LOVED TOO LONG
Why do I cling to thee, sad love? Too long
Thou bringest me neither pleasure to my soul
Nor profit to my reason save in song,
My daily utterance. See, thy beggar's dole
Of foolish tears cannot my tears cajole;
Thy laughter doth my laughter grievous wrong;
Thy anger angereth me; thou heapest coal
Of fire upon my head the drear night long
With thy forgiveness. What is this thou wilt?
Mine ears have ceased to hear, my tongue to speak,
And naught is left for my spent heart to do.
Love long has left the feast; the cup is spilt.
Let us go too. The dawn begins to break,
And there is mockery in this heaven of blue.

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