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Agatha Christie

Everything that has existed, lingers in the Eternity.

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Everything That 'Is' Has Its Limits

It is difficult to agonize through change.
Or to let go of those comforts,
Knowing the familiar will not be the same.

It is difficult to grow,
Around many who fear the doing of it.
While they choose to sit and reminisce,
The times they miss and wish to revisit.

It is difficult to agonize through change.
Or to let go of those comforts,
Knowing the familiar will not be the same.

It is difficult to witness,
Seasons come and go.
But everything that 'is' has its limits.
No matter who denies that this is so.

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A House That Has Everything

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I can see you now living like a queen
In a house that has everything, everything but love
Crystal chandeliers, chauffeured limousines
Yes youll really have everything, everything but love
I see diamonds, sables, sapphires and pearls
And as the picture clears
Poor little rich girl sitting all alone
Counting her treasures in tears
Better just a shack where two people care
Than a house that has everything, everything but love
I see diamonds, sables, sapphires and pearls
And as the picture clears
Poor little rich girl sitting all alone
Counting her treasures in tears
Better just a shack where two people care
Than a house that has everything, everything but love
Than a house that has everything, everything but love

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Zero days the Zero hope

cosmetic and surgery twin the survival of the earth
it is the pain of the bleed that waits for a day to live in
this wonderful and beautiful world we live and stay

an unforgettable memory joust the beginning of time,
the everything that once existed in a while and wild
have wondered the face of the universe, in a beginning
of pre-existed limbo

like a cosmic fall the doomsday has reach to the
cycle of eternity, the 13th Bactun of the Maya empire
whisper the wind to hide; seem every minute, moment
is vying to settle in the most horrified destiny

as the day becomes the end of each beginning of our
celebration of creation, the harmonic dictum of
life return to its fold of history, the anniversary of life
has come to dawn

welcome the future anniversary of creation, the
never ending day of return, the rays has vessel the soul
to the ocean of eternity; a happy moment of our stay
forever and ever, Amen

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I Forgot That Love Existed

I forgot that love existed troubled in my mind.
Heartache after heartache, worried all the time.
I forgot that love existed
Then I saw the light
Everyone around me make everything alright.
Oh, oh socrates and plato they
Praised it to the skies.
Anyone whos ever loved
Everyone whos ever tried.
If my heart could do my thinking
And my head begin to feel
I would look upon the world anew
And know whats truly real.

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The Sun That Has Come To Set

To say that greed and the affect of it,
Is not the main ingredient...
That is the reason,
Causing people the world over...
To express an increase of unrest that upsets,
Can be likened to someone noticing the Sunset...
For the very first time!
To have ignored it and its process!
As if those feeding themselves to greed believe,
With pretentious and 'conscious' naïveté...
Their actions will be forever condoned.
And the Sun that has come to set on the horizon...
Is a creation of their own!

'Incredible!
Who else has been able to witness this? '

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The Light That Has Lighted The World

Ive heard how some people, have said
That Ive changed
That Im not what I was
How it really is a shame
The thoughts in their heads,
Manifest on their brow
Like bad scars from ill feelings
They themselves arouse
So hateful of anyone that is happy
Or free
They live all their lives,
Without looking to see
The light that has lighted the world
Its funny how people, just wont
Accept change
As if nature itself - theyd prefer
Re-arranged
So hard to move on
When youre down in a hole
Where theres so little chance,
To experience soul
Im greatful to anyone,
That is happy or free
For giving me hope
While Im looking to see
The light that has lighted the world

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There Is a Realization That Has Come

All of their thug cronies,
Have silenced themselves of late.
Few seem to be demanding today,
Proof of a president's birth certificate.
And/or birthdate.

There is a realization that has come,
To land upon their sensibilities.
Everything President Obama is trying to correct...
Has been directly associated,
With their incompetence and deeds misguided.
And a prior leadership misdirected.

All of their thug cronies,
Have silenced themselves of late.
Few seem to be demanding today,
Proof of a president's birth certificate.
And/or birthdate.

And their latest fiasco sits in the Gulf of Mexico.
Without a clue how to fix it.
But a blame of this,
Will be wherever President Obama sits.
Since a shifting of blame has been a custom we live with.

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The Mouth That Has Visions

What can you see
With your eyes shut?

If this is your vengeance,
If this your betrayal,
This is my heroic act
Purging the cholera
Staining your hearts
Pulsing in a scherzo
Of a single waltz.

Because I can see
The yellow blemish
That I have become
In your myopic vision.

What can you see
With your eyes shut?

If this is the ice,
If this is the inferno
Basking in your heart,
This is my honesty
Cutting the cords
Of pseudo-life
That I have found
In your fractions,
Your frictions.

Because I can see,
Even with eyes shut,
The mendacious direction
Of the bleeding of the heart.

What can you see
With your eyes shut?

If this is your panacea,
If this is your poison,
This is the perfidious snake
That slithers into my ankle
Hissing like diamonds
Succumbing everything.

Because I can see
How the demons built
The celestial heaven that
Buoyed your hearts.

How can your tongue
Somersault and skylark a lot
When the sutures are tight
In your albino eyes?

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Where The Problem Is

There use to be a time,
When people passed off anything...
And found it acceptable.

Today those same people,
Who found anything and everything done acceptable...
Are seeking explanations amongst themselves,
As to why those they have selected to represent them...
Seem less qualified to audition for characters portrayed,
In any nursery rhymes they have ever told to their children.

And...
The ones who are trying to snap them 'into' reality,
Can not say it loud enough...
That everything that has been sweetened to eat,
And given to them to nourish...
Has had damaging effects,
On the maintaining of their mental health.

Yet...
STILL they wish to keep the same story lines told,
But they wish to have the ones telling those nursery rhymes...
To depict the exact images in their minds,
That have never existed.
Although they seek 'anyone' besides those who are truthful,
To deliver the goods.
With a comfort for them that is understood.

There use to be a time,
When people passed off anything...
And found it acceptable.
But these times lived can no longer depend on myths.
People are challenged to be real with themselves.
And that's where the problem is.

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Everything that Goes.....

looks the flower wait the butterfly to touch down the
sweet petals that it can offer, see the fish swim in the
water flows in the riding waves of forever stream of
the sea, as the birds zooming fly in the hovering of the
wind in the high sky

see the eyes have wizardly blinks the crystallized
ball of morning dew, the moist wet the smooth surface
of your wonder eyes; listen my dear heart the harmony
of whispering humid echo in a distance song of the
Crickets, as the lunar light window the coming night to
stay, till dawn of your midnight sleep and the sky has
offer to close its morning return

show my emptiness of the longing, you’re everything
that i always adores and captures my hope, as the lone
past hold me to sanctify the wishing heart to remember
that you’re the answer of what i am living for, many of
years i believe, finding the most in you the real you, i
do wait

you have thought me of what i felt, think the moment
of knowing me alone of what is the truth and real my
dear one, stand my hour and everything goes fine, for
the timeless moment of myself, love's you and always
stay with you my lasting wish of mystery

day is night before i sleep, thinking of loving you and
never i have change my will to love you, let then be
the stream of every streams of willing stay, and i still
love YOU....... i will

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Seek The Lord

Friend, if you seek to understand, you will know The Son of Man.
If you search with all your heart, Christ will guide you at the start.
Christ will give you eyes to see, that shall help your heart believe.
You will see Him throughout the day, as He leads you all the way.
The Lord is on the written page, and is read by men of every age.

He is the Living Word of God, and He will guide you with His rod.
Friend, if you seek The Lord above, He will fill you with His Love.
With His love He gives a peace, along the way that will not cease.
And in The Lord you can depend, He wants to be to you, a friend.
If you seek to find Him friend, He shall lead you to a glorious end.

On the cross He did His part, to change your mind and your heart.
Friend, now the rest is up to you, for Jesus did what He had to do.
Seek Christ in the written Word, to confirm what you have heard.
Friend, if you truly seek The Lord, your effort shall not be ignored.
For your eyes will be opened to, everything God has done for you.

The Lord’s promises you will see, are good through all of Eternity.
Seek Him while He can be found, and you will be on solid ground.
Seeking will lead you to believe, then Jesus Christ you will receive.
And your search for The Lord, will reap for you an Eternal Reward.
For all who do seek Jesus Christ, receive through faith Eternal Life.

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An Evolution That Has Erased The Yesterdays

Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted.

Clear choices today are being readily defined.
Making up one's mind as to which road to take,
Is for many not a decision to contemplate.
It may be difficult for some to switch up...
From steps taken to reverse what has been done.
But it can be done...
If a wish for happiness is to come!

Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted.

There are those confused,
By the suddenness of change.
But it's not as if it had been hidden.
Not for those who have witnessed,
A quality of life that is not the same.

Closed eyes are different from those that are blind.
Some choose not to see what is.
Others who can not see period...
Have survived with sharpened minds.
And are quick to sense...
The atmosphere has been stimulated,
By the addition of increased decadence.

Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted.

A higher consciousness has arrived,
And it struggles with accepted commonness.
But this slide that delights some,
Comes to an end to unravel comforts under the Sun.
To achieve a peace slowly becoming noticed.
And those overdosed with delusions that limit...
Will find themselves anguished,
By an evolution that has erased the yesterdays.
Leaving them revolving in memories dissolving.
And not a sign ahead that shows,
Those times will be revisited.

Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted with...
But,
Not for long!
Drastic changes have come to move us on!
With or without the necessity for debate.
Or an appreciative applause in waiting.

Many are already too stunned with disbelief...
That the onslaught of love has come,
To achieve the 'real' version of peace.

Too much ugliness exists.
And too much of it is persisted with...
But,
Not for long!

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Patrick White

The Greater Love Unanswered

The greater love unanswered; it could only end this way,
a star without planets shining into the inhuman solitude
that receives everything without distinction or caste
like mountains toppling into the valleys that shadowed their rising
or the luminous myriads of the night
into the visionary cauldron of the dawn
that drowns them in their own beginnings, an excess of light
that drew too near to read the fading scrawl
of disenfranchised love letters
from a god fashionably unfaced. And I have seen birds
disappearing into the quiescent dusk like prayers
that fold their wings in an unknown grove
to wait for a morning that rarely comes, a song
that would hurl them back into the light, redeemed,
because the greater love unanswered,
it could only end this way. This world, a scintillance of dust
in the gaping darkness of implacable aeons
whose indifference to mind and matter alike
is worse than any judgment, grows lonelier with the truth.
A smile and a wound, one heart nudged toward another
in the frenzy of mad water
drawn out by the poultice of the moon, life is a cannibal
that wolfs its own, eats the candle and the flame
to pursue a scheme of persistence
shuffling the portfolios of proven minerals
to maximize the largesse of its living issue
with intensified affinities of blood and vision.
Bless the modern man who has sloughed his life
like a skin of chrome for an aimless longevity
that cannot grow older than the eternity he is.
The greater love unanswered; it could only end this way.
He passes away like a pore on the cheek
of someone he never met.
Without going anywhere everything passes,
spring buds on the branches and Jupiter
flashing its tiny plinths of lightning
at the cradles of the elm in the upper boughs
sweeping the sky of stars,
and love, and friendship, and family,
and arrayed in the veils of its own enigma, beauty,
the only acceptable apology
for the serial distortions of time.
Transformations of the orthodoxy I call myself
keep turning the mirror inside out
so that one word of enlightenment
might be poised on my tongue when I die, but
until then, I am bound by a serpent of doubt
to drink from its fountains of fire
a martyr to my own desire. The greater love unanswered;
it could only end this way, a creature
endowed with seeing, mind, wonder
looking for a purpose in the skies that ponder
what to affirm and what to refute
masters of the mutable and mute
who return the view to the seer, no wiser,
an ice-age of winter glass inching like a glacier
or a cataract over the smudged moon,
and over the hazards of light, the ellipses and eclipses
that make it seem midnight at noon
when the heart looks radiantly
for comprehensible origins that do not diminish
by dwarfing the questions,
the intrigue of knowing the finish.
The greater love unanswered; it could only end this way,
strangers that trust the word of the wind, and avow
adamantine fixities of nuclear binding forces,
but cannot, ambushed by change, stay,
grief in the flashflood creekbeds
that release the runaway horses
that were slowly gathering in the clouds
and farewell like blooming flowers
all along their courses and crusades.
Orion over the horizon, trumped by the queen of spades.
Eyes, heart, mind, eternities hover over every event
in a spiralling descent
from the bough of happier springs
that lent the soaring wings. Now food
is organized into civilizations
and the key to the chain of haloes
that enslaves the fallible nations
is buried with the dead like a dangerous secret
behind the dream mirror
in the jewellry boxes of their graves.
Generation after generation
the truth has been kept like a firefly in a jar,
a prophet in an asylum, or a peduncle
lost in the ensuing phylum
of a spurious progress toward pi-ing the circle
into incommensurable parts. We elude the real
and break like waves of urban trash
on the volcanic ash
of our island consciousness
ignoring the distant appeal
of the unsinkable world in distress on a sea
of infinite being. Everyone goes down with the ship
because the greater love unanswered;
it could only end this way, our moiety of intelligence
merely a quip of the stars that rip
their constellations down the middle
like a first draft of muddled fates that congregate
at the embassy gates
of a passport and a sanctuary that doesn’t exist
regardless of what the murderous squads
of defecting tour guides insist;
when the heart opens like a fist
to take up the cross on its holy quest
to free itself from the infidel, and the eye
is clear in all directions,
after countless liberations,
the only thing that is freed is a funeral bell
calling the faithful to hell
because the greater love unanswered, nothing certain
and no one with anything to say
at the falling of the curtain
on the specious themes of a cretinous play,
it could only, so delusionally enacted,
no absurdity retracted,
end this way.

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The Sadness That Knows No End

THE SADNESS THAT KNOWS NO END

The sadness that knows no end
The life that has nowhere to go
The loss.

All we are is a waiting for something else
Which never comes.

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Christina Georgina Rossetti

There Is One That Has A Head Without An Eye

There is one that has a head without an eye,
And there's one that has an eye without a head:
You may find the answer if you try;
And when all is said,
Half the answer hangs upon a thread!

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Lesson That Has Come Late

With wishes to find a 'suitable' mate,
On a decline in my mind.
There is nothing like acceptance.
It frees the soul.
And being knockout by doubt...
Time and time again,
Is a lesson that has come late.
But a life I have begun to appreciate,
Wins!

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With a Yesterday That Has Moved On

The promise of a new day guarantees,
Something that leaves for many a familiarity...
With a yesterday that has moved on.

Those same faces with old complaints,
Will not indicate there is a difference made at all.
And that is spoken with a promise guarantered.

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A God That Has No Heart

we have made
blood sacrifices to oil,
till we are covered
by the filth and the sludge
of our own greed.
leaving our children,
and their children,
suffocating at the altar
of a god that has no heart.
we have eaten their flesh,
and drank their blood!
we, the guilty,
cannot remain blind!

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The Eternity of a Sunset

I gaze into the eternity of a sunset

So it just seems

How reassuring to be

For billions of years

Yet disconcerting nevertheless

How complete

Finality eventually is

Except for perhaps

The lunatic in us all

And that lunacy

Is all that's real

And it's laughing far beyond

Eternity

Before any star

And beyond

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Melody of the Rain

Ancient friends appreciate
My ghost-like face
That has weathered loneliness
And the melody of the rain.

Spirits offer me the wine of dreams
When I fall asleep at dusk
With a tattered heart
I can no longer trust.

When I awake,
I hear the cry of the wind
Breathing upon weary chimes,

I know, I must abandon everything
And no longer consider
Anything as mine.

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