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Daughter of the ether
Secret things I have seen
what is hidden to man I know
in my endless journeys I have known wisdom
in the places where the spirit rises
I have known the absolute
in my mind you daughter of the ether
magic of the universe
with your grace you gave me a dream
so my heart calmed down
you told me that the infinite of stars
is the mirror of my heart
but in my essence there will be no love
too big it is my pain
the light of my heart will extinguish
daughter of the ether take me away
carry me in a magical place
where there is no more pain
where there is a joyfull..to play
what is hidden to man I know
in my endless journeys I have known wisdom
in the places where the spirit rises
I have known the absolute
in my mind you daughter of the ether
magic of the universe
with your grace you gave me a dream
so my heart calmed down
you told me that the infinite of stars
is the mirror of my heart
but in my essence there will be no love
too big it is my pain
the light of my heart will extinguish
daughter of the ether take me away
carry me in a magical place
where there is no more pain
where there is a joyfull..to play
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Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
Dedicated to all ppl who lives a neverending dream
Far Side Of The Moon
He hasn't had a relationship in nearly twenty years
When it comes to romance he's been on the far side of the moon
For a long time he hasn't shed any tears
He's out of touch and you know he's not returning anytime soon
He's disconnected in the dark
Not a woman in sight to touch his heart
He forgot how to whistle a happy tune
Silence is not golden on the far side of the moon
He has no one to pick flowers for
So what's the point if they should bloom
He'll never pick them anymore
He no longer has a calendar not even for the month of June
His message fades away power supply is nearly gone
Is it fair this should be his doom
Not even nasa can bring him home
And he's stranded on the far side of the moon
When it comes to romance he's been on the far side of the moon
For a long time he hasn't shed any tears
He's out of touch and you know he's not returning anytime soon
He's disconnected in the dark
Not a woman in sight to touch his heart
He forgot how to whistle a happy tune
Silence is not golden on the far side of the moon
He has no one to pick flowers for
So what's the point if they should bloom
He'll never pick them anymore
He no longer has a calendar not even for the month of June
His message fades away power supply is nearly gone
Is it fair this should be his doom
Not even nasa can bring him home
And he's stranded on the far side of the moon
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Posted: Sep 2018
Post CommentWhen The Only Idea Is Blue
It's a long drive to the city
I'm here all alone nowhere else to go what is there to do
And this is the feeling when the only idea is blue
The sun shines through my window upon my easy chair
I know when I was younger I'd never be sitting there
And soon leaves will change and fall will be in the air
All my friends have either passed away
Or moved very far to a place like Timbuktu
And this is the feeling when the only idea is blue
How many choices do you have today
Can't make up your mind and still haven't put on your shoes
I guess I don't have much to say when the only idea is blue
I'm here all alone nowhere else to go what is there to do
And this is the feeling when the only idea is blue
The sun shines through my window upon my easy chair
I know when I was younger I'd never be sitting there
And soon leaves will change and fall will be in the air
All my friends have either passed away
Or moved very far to a place like Timbuktu
And this is the feeling when the only idea is blue
How many choices do you have today
Can't make up your mind and still haven't put on your shoes
I guess I don't have much to say when the only idea is blue
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Posted: Sep 2018
Post CommentLonely Side Of Town
Taxi take me down to the lonely side of town
My tears I need to hide
Along the walk by the riverside
I need a special place to pray
And ask the Lord to take my burdens away
The skies have been so gray
And there's no love around
Taxi take me down
To the lonely side of town
My mind needs some space
From this crazy rat race
My soul and my spirit need a heavenly embrace
Today that old muddy river doesn't make a sound
Taxi take me down
To the lonely side of town
My tears I need to hide
Along the walk by the riverside
I need a special place to pray
And ask the Lord to take my burdens away
The skies have been so gray
And there's no love around
Taxi take me down
To the lonely side of town
My mind needs some space
From this crazy rat race
My soul and my spirit need a heavenly embrace
Today that old muddy river doesn't make a sound
Taxi take me down
To the lonely side of town
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Posted: Sep 2018
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Lonely fool.
Lonely fool,
I lie in a pool of tears.
Darkness is my friend.
The day brings fear,
The day brings anger.
Drowning in sorrow.
My prayers for salvation
Fall on deaf ears.
Lonely fool,
I awake to screaming.
My voice is hoarse.
Working hard brings pain,
Working hard brings suffering.
Disabled now I lie.
My prayers for deliverance
Fall on deaf ears.
Lonely fool,
I am lost in this world.
My eyes are weary.
"I seek love", "you're desperate"
"I seek love", "you're lying"
Call them whores and bitches.
This is what they want
Respect is dead.
I lie in a pool of tears.
Darkness is my friend.
The day brings fear,
The day brings anger.
Drowning in sorrow.
My prayers for salvation
Fall on deaf ears.
Lonely fool,
I awake to screaming.
My voice is hoarse.
Working hard brings pain,
Working hard brings suffering.
Disabled now I lie.
My prayers for deliverance
Fall on deaf ears.
Lonely fool,
I am lost in this world.
My eyes are weary.
"I seek love", "you're desperate"
"I seek love", "you're lying"
Call them whores and bitches.
This is what they want
Respect is dead.
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Posted: Sep 2018
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Tears Of The Sun
by Wayne Palesado
Face drenched in liquid.
Redden in emotional turmoil.
Pain of the hour.
Hope flicking as drops pour slowly down flesh.
The internal depth of self is a flood overflowing.
Seeping out into vision.
So long dry in fear others to ridicule .
Emptiness felt in the daily pattern of numbness.
The sands of time run thin.
Wish you could exist without the consent need to fill the cup.
Animals are within my steps.
No room to venture in this commute that limits the insight.
Melting down until there's nothing left.
Want to freeze in this moment.
So the flow of tears halt before all is gone
Face drenched in liquid.
Redden in emotional turmoil.
Pain of the hour.
Hope flicking as drops pour slowly down flesh.
The internal depth of self is a flood overflowing.
Seeping out into vision.
So long dry in fear others to ridicule .
Emptiness felt in the daily pattern of numbness.
The sands of time run thin.
Wish you could exist without the consent need to fill the cup.
Animals are within my steps.
No room to venture in this commute that limits the insight.
Melting down until there's nothing left.
Want to freeze in this moment.
So the flow of tears halt before all is gone
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Posted: Sep 2018
About this poem:
The act of cryingHollow den
by Wayne Palesado
Traveling to the dwelling of solitude.
Witness to the urban lions within their territories
Falling in the clutches of envy of the social animal gathering.
Time spent in fantasy is an addiction within the disenchantment.
Vocal devices fall silent as the door opens to the dark chamber.
Years have multiplied in these barren halls of the soulless.
Floors tear soaked as one hears the laughter outside this lone chamber.
The unchanging scenery has grown tiresome
Yet a comfort none the less of familiarity.
Formulate activities to distract from the clock's movement.
Still the sting of the hours feeds the inner torment.
The search to unlock this imprisonment.
Celebrations attended was your attempted escape.
Yet the dark chamber lingers within.
Traveling to the dwelling of solitude.
Witness to the urban lions within their territories
Falling in the clutches of envy of the social animal gathering.
Time spent in fantasy is an addiction within the disenchantment.
Vocal devices fall silent as the door opens to the dark chamber.
Years have multiplied in these barren halls of the soulless.
Floors tear soaked as one hears the laughter outside this lone chamber.
The unchanging scenery has grown tiresome
Yet a comfort none the less of familiarity.
Formulate activities to distract from the clock's movement.
Still the sting of the hours feeds the inner torment.
The search to unlock this imprisonment.
Celebrations attended was your attempted escape.
Yet the dark chamber lingers within.
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
It is about loneliness and feelings one must endure because of it.
A real friend
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letter to a good friend
greeting to you , my good and colourless friend -
by the way, do you know that ? even you are very thin and weightless -
but , you are one of most precious friend of mine, with a great capacity -
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through the years, i had told you many words about myself, because you are my precious friend -- and anytime, i needed you, so you been right beside me, and available -
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but - but , one day in the future , you and i, have to be separated from each other and forever - you, been my treasure -- and I know that, how easy, it is for someone - who knows nothing, about your worth - will place you in the corner of a cold and dark cellar - and, my fear is, those sharp teeth rats - will cut you and my words in small pieces -
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by the way, my good friend: forgive me, because sometimes, and unconsciously, were my words, so heavy on your silent and peaceful face -
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the reason was NOT, the weight of my pencil - you know that, better than anyone -
(( goodbye my papers )).
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letter to a good friend
greeting to you , my good and colourless friend -
by the way, do you know that ? even you are very thin and weightless -
but , you are one of most precious friend of mine, with a great capacity -
-*-
through the years, i had told you many words about myself, because you are my precious friend -- and anytime, i needed you, so you been right beside me, and available -
-*-
but - but , one day in the future , you and i, have to be separated from each other and forever - you, been my treasure -- and I know that, how easy, it is for someone - who knows nothing, about your worth - will place you in the corner of a cold and dark cellar - and, my fear is, those sharp teeth rats - will cut you and my words in small pieces -
-*-
by the way, my good friend: forgive me, because sometimes, and unconsciously, were my words, so heavy on your silent and peaceful face -
-*-
the reason was NOT, the weight of my pencil - you know that, better than anyone -
(( goodbye my papers )).
*****
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
talking with A very real friendFool in View
by Wayne Palesado
Convinced of your admiration as I accepted your company.
Sacrificing time to experience the delusion that was short lived.
How you reinforced devotion through a deceptive empty stare.
A fool within a desperate trap in an attempt to feel less of a loner.
Branded through the years, since this entrance from womb's embrace.
The umbilical coils has encaged me with their comfort and warmth.
Sheltering from the harmful elements that has nurtured others.
How can you ignore the illusions casted.
For isolation has created a creature deprived.
Convinced of your admiration as I accepted your company.
Sacrificing time to experience the delusion that was short lived.
How you reinforced devotion through a deceptive empty stare.
A fool within a desperate trap in an attempt to feel less of a loner.
Branded through the years, since this entrance from womb's embrace.
The umbilical coils has encaged me with their comfort and warmth.
Sheltering from the harmful elements that has nurtured others.
How can you ignore the illusions casted.
For isolation has created a creature deprived.
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
The illusion of love and how short lived it can be.All They Can Say
He thought one day it would stop but the harassment never ends
After many years have gone by no one wants to say
Why they still hate this man
Many view him as simple minded just a gullible soul
He keeps on being kind
They keep on being cold
Perhaps it was long ago around 2004 when he fell in love with a girl
And here in this small world people still find ways to put him to shame
And since his IQ is low and theirs is high his words are all in vain
What is there for him tomorrow
For in every turn of every road a sign is waiting to be sad
And all those who hate him all they can say is too bad
After many years have gone by no one wants to say
Why they still hate this man
Many view him as simple minded just a gullible soul
He keeps on being kind
They keep on being cold
Perhaps it was long ago around 2004 when he fell in love with a girl
And here in this small world people still find ways to put him to shame
And since his IQ is low and theirs is high his words are all in vain
What is there for him tomorrow
For in every turn of every road a sign is waiting to be sad
And all those who hate him all they can say is too bad
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Posted: Aug 2018
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