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Stargazer Miss Me Not

Lying on the grass tonight
Gazing up at the stars
I remember when I was a child
The words you spoke to me
Whenever you are sad and lonely
Just look up at the moon
And I will look at it also
Then you will not be alone
Come dry your tears on the stars
And dance in the moon rays
And when the sun it starts to wake
You know you’re not alone,
So my darling miss me not
For I am wherever the moon is
And wherever the moon is
That’s where you are
and that’s where I’ll be too.

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Dry Your Tears You Lass!

DRY YOUR TEARS YOU LASS!
Oh! You lonely heart
Sick on stone of love
Gaze million of love past
Through the gate of love heart
You! Lass of morrow joy
Weep in street of solitary way
Oh! Open white heart for new saviors pass
Soil opens the pregnant of land
For earthworm to burrow,
You are rose of Sharon,
You look like lily of a valley
As a lily among the bramble
Just like your love among lad,
Dry your tears young lass
Man is blow trumpet love to you
Our land whisper of joy to your side
African love lorn, dry your tragedy tears
Maker listens to your woeful ballad
You lass, let joy circulate your heart
Because your flower still fresh

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The City That Will Not Repent

Climbing the heights of Berkeley
Nightly I watch the West.
There lies new San Francisco,
Sea-maid in purple dressed,
Wearing a dancer's girdle
All to inflame desire:
Scorning her days of sackcloth,
Scorning her cleansing fire.

See, like a burning city
Sets now the red sun's dome.
See, mystic firebrands sparkle
There on each store and home.
See how the golden gateway
Burns with the day to be
Torch-bearing fiends of portent
Loom o'er the earth and sea.

Not by the earthquake daunted
Nor by new fears made tame,
Painting her face and laughing
Plays she a new-found game.
Here on her half-cool cinders
'Frisco abides in mirth,
Planning the wildest splendor
Ever upon the earth.

Here on this crumbling rock-ledge
'Frisco her all will stake,
Blowing her bubble-towers,
Swearing they will not break,
Rearing her Fair transcendent,
Singing with piercing art,
Calling to Ancient Asia,
Wooing young Europe's heart.
Here where her God has scourged her
Wantoning, singing sweet:
Waiting her mad bad lovers
Here by the judgment-seat!

'Frisco, God's doughty foeman,
Scorns and blasphemes him strong.
Tho' he again should smite her
She would not slack her song.
Nay, she would shriek and rally —
'Frisco would ten times rise!
Not till her last tower crumbles,
Not till her last rose dies,
Not till the coast sinks seaward,
Not till the cold tides beat
Over the high white Shasta,
'Frisco will cry defeat.

God loves this rebel city,
Loves foemen brisk and game,
Tho', just to please the angels,
He may send down his flame.
God loves the golden leopard
Tho' he may spoil her lair.
God smites, yet loves the lion.
God makes the panther fair.

Dance then, wild guests of 'Frisco,
Yellow, bronze, white and red!
Dance by the golden gateway —
Dance, tho' he smite you dead!

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I will not let go of my love

I will not ever let go of my love,
It rests inside me, like a sleeping white dove,
Most certainly, I declare this is a promise that I have made,
Which keeps the music grand and majestic, a loving parade,
Proving not to break the memory of our joys we shared,
The memory of those times when we were there and both cared,
I may let go of the relationship somehow,
It is hard for me, but for you, I will try it now,
But my love is going to be here forever and always to stay,
No matter where you've gone, no matter how far away.

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Mute Witness

Your poor witness
Crying so loudly on the floor
Oh, well, shes only trying to tell you
What it was that she saw
She is only trying to tell you
What it was that she saw
Now see her standing on the table
With her small arms flailing
And you feel such compassion
In your soul for
Your mute witness
Still testing the strength
Of our patience
Oh, well shes only trying to tell you
What it was that she saw
She is only trying to tell you
What it was that she saw
Now see her pointing to the frisbee
With a memory so fuzzy
And her silent words
Describing the sight of last night
4 a.m. northside, clapham common
Oh, god, what was she doing there ?
Will she sketch the answer later ?
Well, I will ask her
Now dry your tears, my dear
Now see her mime in time so nicely
It would all have been so clear
If only she had never volunteered
Your taxi is here, my dear
La, la, la-la...

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Robert Graves

John Skelton

What could be dafter
Than John Skelton’s laughter?
What sound more tenderly
Than his pretty poetry?
So where to rank old Skelton?
He was no monstrous Milton,
Nor wrote no “Paradise Lost,”
So wondered at by most,
Phrased so disdainfully,
Composed so painfully.
He struck what Milton missed,
Milling an English grist
With homely turn and twist.
He was English through and through,
Not Greek, nor French, nor Jew,
Though well their tongues he knew,
The living and the dead:
Learned Erasmus said,
Hic ’unum Britannicarum
Lumen et decus literarum.
But oh, Colin Clout!
How his pen flies about,
Twiddling and turning,
Scorching and burning,
Thrusting and thrumming!
How it hurries with humming,
Leaping and running,
At the tipsy-topsy Tunning
Of Mistress Eleanor Rumming!
How for poor Philip Sparrow
Was murdered at Carow,
How our hearts he does harrow
Jest and grief mingle
In this jangle-jingle,
For he will not stop
To sweep nor mop,
To prune nor prop,
To cut each phrase up
Like beef when we sup,
Nor sip at each line
As at brandy-wine,
Or port when we dine.
But angrily, wittily,
Tenderly, prettily,
Laughingly, learnedly,
Sadly, madly,
Helter-skelter John
Rhymes serenely on,
As English poets should.
Old John, you do me good!

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I Hate You, I Hate That...

I hate you
I hate that you left me stand stupid for so long
I hate that you thought I could or would take it.
I hate you
I hate that you let me go
I hate that you left me standing alone.
I hate you
I hate that you couldn't prove me wrong
I hate that I was right.

I hate you
I hate that I met you
I hate that I opened my heart
I hate that it was to you
I hate that I love you
I hate you
I hate that I lost my clear mind
I hate that I lost my direction
I hate that I lost it because of you

I hate you
I hate that I hate you
It wasn't suppose to be like this.
I hate you.

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I Will Not Ask You

i will not ask you
why

last night i saw you
in the party where
i got drunk

you're wearing the same smile
i have seen when
i fell out of love
when i thought i would die
in pain
for a love that i have lost a
long time ago

i will not ask you why
you were there with so many masks
you were so near but
not wanting to be touched
by my hands

to love to doubt to fear
and always to be
alone

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You Cry Not Alone

Dear One- You cry not alone
For my tears fall with Yours.
And I pray that You will let me share
The awesome burden of this sorrow You bear. You see the path that's now Yours
The way that You must go
Has been mine for a long time
Long enough for me to know: That God truly loves us all
That our sorrow is His as well
It is not His will that we suffer
But that we strengthen and prevail

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I will wear myself in the beauty of you

I wear myself in the beauty of spring
the white flowers put on my skin
the rose petals paint my cheeks
the red of sunset kisses my lips
I wash my face in the crystal water of stream
I wear myself in the beauty of my dreams
the green hopes put into my eyes
the red of my heart kisses my soul
I wash my face among drops of my tears
I will wear myself in all beauty of this world
and come to your heart
as spring
as summer
as autumn
as winter
as your wish
I will wash my face in your tears
I will wear myself in the beauty of you

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You Are Not Alone

In a way it's all,
A matter of time,
I will not worry for you,
You'll be just fine.
Take my thoughts with you,
And when you look behind,
You will surely see a face that you recognize.
Chorus:
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time,
Open your mind, surely it's plain to see,
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time for you,
Open your mind, surely there's time to be with me...
It is the distance,
that makes like a little hard,
Two minds that once were close,
Now so many miles apart,
I will not falter though,
I'll hold on 'till you're home,
Safely back where you belong,
And see how our love has grown.
Chorus:
You're not alone

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You are not alone.....

When tears of sadness streaks your face,
You are not alone.
When you feel lost and out of place,
You are not alone.
When it seems you can't carry on,
And everything you do is wrong,
You are not alone.
When you open your presents on the holiday,
You are not alone.
When nothing can seem to spoil your day,
You are not alone.
When it seems like you made it through,
But there's no one to share this feeling with you,
You are not alone.
You'll never be alone when I'm around.
I'll cheer you up when you are down,
And whether you are happy or feeling blue,
I will always be there for you.
So when you feel alone and in dark.
Just keep me in your heart,
And you will never be alone.

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You're Not Alone

In a way, it's all a matter of time
I will not worry for you, You'll be just fine
Take my thoughts with you, and when you look behind
You will surely see a face that you recognize
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time
Open your mind, Surely it's plain to see
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time for you
Open your mind, Surely there's time to be with me
It is the distance, that makes life a little hard
Two minds that once were close, Now so many miles apart
I will not falter though, I'll hold on till you're home
Safely back where you belong, And see how our love has grown
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time
Open your mind, Surely it's plain to see
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time for you
Open your mind, Surely there's time to be with me

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The scars inside will not heal

There is noubt different than being raped
and being pushed down mentaly.
except that the wounds also bleed inside.
The mental scars will not heal.
They do not fade.

There was no difference between being raped
and being run over by a lorry
except that afterwards the sicko asked if you enjoyed it.
As if it were a game.
And still the scars have not healed.

There is no difference of being raped
and going head first through a top floor window.
except that afterwards you are not afraid of hights.
but of half the human population.
And still the scars linger on with the pain.
They do not fade.

Fear of rape is a storm brewing.
Never towalk out alone
when I see a man coming towards me.
All the fears reopen.
And all there is to do is run for dear life.
This scar will not go it will not heal.

Never to open the door to a knock
without the fear has he found me.
What if its him.
All of the fears hold me back.
The scars do not fade they will not heal

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You Are Not Alone....

have spent all morning
talking about taking responsibility...
the problem is we come from the
generation that blames...
we blame every one and everything
else for the mess we've created.
we blame politicians, businessmen,
religions, people of different
colors, different sexual orientations...
our parents, our neighbors,
bigots, the world economy...

but bottom line, people.
we are responsible.
we are the price, and the cost.
we are the reason that there is
hunger, want, need, and poverty.
we are the cause of the fighting,
and the victims of our own choices.

nothing will ever change until we do!
until we face the man/woman
in the mirror, there can be no tomorrow.
until we learn to live,
not just to exist,
there can be no eternal life.
until we own and forgive,
there can be no forgiveness.

i make just as many mistakes,
and probably more,
than you do...
but i can see the bottom line.
and the truth is,
i know i am responsible!

nothing left to say...
you're probably tired of my ranting...
so if you're going to listen,
listen to the voice inside
of your hearts...
and follow your path...
you are not alone!

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You Are Not Alone

you are not alone: for he is by your side
you are not alone: no matter how hard you try.
and for what it's worth,
He has been with you since your date of birth.

and HE was there when you was baptized with water
and taught you the LORDS order

some have called him JESUS
some have called him CHRIST
but no matter what you called him
you are not alone.
for he watches from his throne.

in his heart you have always been
since the day, that he wiped away your sins.

as long as you show your fellow man that you care
he will always be there.
as long as you believe in GOD up above
he will always give you his love.
and when you walk the road that's shown
you will never walk alone.

you are not alone
when life dishes you a wrong hand
that is all part of his plan.
to see if you have the faith in him
to take away your aches and pains
for with him you will never be the same.

as long as you have him in your heart and mind
he'll be there throughout all time.
He is there every step of every day
to show you the righteous way.

so do not stop, do not falter
for he is there at the altar.
give him thanks, and give him praise
that you're here another day.

'FOR YOU ARE NOT ALONE'.

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You're Not Alone

R.sambora
You can be a million miles away
I will always love you
You can be a thousand throught always
I'll be thinking of you
No matter where you try to hide
You will always gonna find me
Right where i belong
Been here beside you all along
Like some ancient star
Forever we'll remain.
Even if the sky should ever fall from grace
If i die or fade away
In the end you'll always know
You're not alone.
You can change your face to someone else
Still i won't forget you
When you're feeling lost inside yourself
I will come and get you
These days the only saviour you can find
Is something you believe in
Deep inside your heart
You might believe in me
Like some ancient star
Forever we'll remain
Even if the sky should ever fall from grace
If i die or fade away
In your life you'll always know.
I know you got your fears and doubts
They're weighing on your mind
But something's gonna save you
You're gonna see the truth inside
I'll be right beside you
When the world tears apart
On your book like a shadow
No matter where you are
Like some ancient star
Forever we'll remain
Even if the sky should ever fall from grace
If i die or fade away
In the end you'll always know
You're not alone
You're not alone.

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You Are Not Alone

(r. kelly)
Another day has gone
Im still all alone
How could this be
Youre not here with me
You never said goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did you have to go
And leave my world so cold
Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though youre far away
I am here to stay
For you are not alone
I am here with you
Though were far apart
Youre always in my heart
For you are not alone, alone, why
Just the other night
I thought I heard you cry
Asking me to come
And hold you in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear
But first I need your hand
Then forever can begin
Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though youre far away
I am here to stay
For you are not alone
I am here with you
Though were far apart
Youre always in my heart
For you are not alone
Whisper three words then Ill come running
And boy you know that Ill be there
Ill be there
You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though youre far away
I am here to stay
For you are not alone
I am here with you
Though were far apart
Youre always in my heart
You are not alone
I am here with you
Though were far away
I am here to stay
You are not alone
I am here with you
Though were far apart
Youre always in my heart
For you are not alone
You are not alone...

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The Stars Will Not Devise

The stars will not devise a way out of your life
that they haven’t already offered you
and the sprawl of green fountains
that hallows you now, the victorious trees,
will later dropp all their keys
like a nightwatchman too drunk to get in.
You must stand in the ashes if you want to study orchids,
you must fill your body up with clouds
and red-tailed hawks, and autumn leaves
torn from the pages of the history of fire
if you want to follow what the wind is saying
back to its mouth in the sun.
Everything else is the source of everything else
and the rain knows more about circles and arrows
than all the bows and compasses
of the sad magician who’s stripped his purities of flesh.
Stay close to the earth if you want
to look deeply into the eyes of the stars
and see the golden maggot that hangs from its lifeline
like a message in a tear delivered with wings.
Your blood, no matter how you say it,
is a prelude of wild roses beside a murdered brook,
and there are legends of light on your skin
that are ancient instructions
on how to bring it back to life again. Denude yourself
of those feathers and leaves and mirrors
you dress the morning up in
to go and sit on the corner like an open guitar-case
to deprive the music of the night before.
There are women everywhere, half-awake,
who grope the sheets for you like spare change
in an empty bed, and blue doors where you live
waiting for you to fill the tiny eyes of their spy-holes
with ruined moons willing to sacrifice themselves
for a few moments more.
If you give your word to me
you won’t desecrate their graves with shallow questions,
Ill show you where the harps
of the enlightened peacocks were buried with honours
when they saw through the veils of the eclipse
that opened their eyes to a dawn
they hadn’t expected. Get up off your knees
in that house of chains and crippled ladders you worship in;
there’s nothing holy about the crutches you contrive
in a shipyard of able bones, and your voyages
are already blessed by the sea that pounds in your chest
to add you to her islands. Can’t you feel
the soft adagios of her secret distances
swaying the keyboard of your crossed horizons like waves?
And why do you quote the fool of your own silence
to contradict the wisdom of the night
that everywhere answers you
with the shadows of bells and owls
you can read between the lines of the stars;
isn’t it clear that all that vastness is a rock in a well
she’s singing to you, a fragrance of time
that wants to voice the solitude
of her lachrymose labyrinths to someone
who knows how to listen
in the nocturnal flowers of her native tongue?
Write, yes, write; by all means
show us the beauty of your soul
in its passage across the moon
whether coming or going, array your lonely jewels
on the carpet of the sky before us
like the fruits and tears and eyes
that have congealed from your sorrows,
and those dark drops of amber and tar
that preserve all your flights and fears intact
like supple summers jailed in a locket; let’s
hold them up, too, to the light and wonder
that you could endure such fables of pain;
and not just your bleeding rubies, not just
your emeritus emeralds and the radiant sapphires
that fell from the crown
that graced the domain of your regal demeanour
with a northern constellation,
but the painted fish and electric eels,
and the sharks and the crabs and the jelly fish
that live in the dead cities of your all night corals
like cheap actors in ravenous wardrobes of blood
playing for real; let’s see them as well,
and all the rank gardens that grow in the dirt
beneath the crescents of your untrimmed nails
slumming like landlords in places you wouldn’t live;
let’s see all of these and more lifting the veils
on the ferrous brides of your unimpeachable sincerity.
But when all the vows have been taken and forsaken
and your dead have been lavishly mourned
in brass, granite, marble, and staples,
let’s see if you know how to drink with the shadows
you go out every sunset
with your tongue as thick as a broom
to sweep from the stairs? After the cool, blue, jazz clefs
warming up like fireflies and fiddleheads
to the implications of emptiness improvising
on the black trumpets of the scorched daylilies,
let’s hear from some passing storm now and again
that you’ve learned how to die enough
that the pulse of a profounder heartbeat
that marks time with the breathing of nightfall
is all that keeps you alive.

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The now will not mar the then

The taste you are getting
Will not mar the one you have had.
The love you are experiencing
Will not kill the one you have had.
The pleasure you feel
Will not spoil the one you have had.
My teenage love is still green.
21.09.2006

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You Are (Not Alone)

the stink on your breath,
is poverty...
the blood on your lips,
human blood...
the scars on your hands
match the scars
on your heart...
you are not alone,
you are not alone....

the only true value
is the value of a human being.
all true actions
come from the point of dignity.
holiness, not aloof or afar,
human flesh, breath, and bones...
you are not alone,
you are not alone...

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