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Majd Al Deen Oct 2014
Every time I look around
And ponder the things we obtain
listening to the winds sound
coming from beyond the terrain

Filling my soul from inside
Brushing all the stress and pain
Opening my eyes on a side
That we are all a brain!

Not only does an ***** feed on blood supplies
But It's how you stay sane
It's where your personality lies
It's where the great thoughts ingrain

We search for miracles
And we have one; our heads maintain
Nerve cells with the shape of verticals
Are that only what brains contain ?

Our souls lie within
We try not to let them drain
Our dreams, our memories are all in
They are like an unlimited chain

We love, we live, we write our story with a pen
On a marvelous paper called a brain
Our blood is our ink
And it keeps circultaing all over again

You receive,  it responds
That is why we feel pain
But emotions are like ponds
Happiness, passion and the excitement we gain

In the most difficult predicaments
You tend to use your brain
With it you overcome impediments
Which makes your way plain !

10% is all what we use
But don't you ever complain
It's a gift that we shouldn't abuse
However, a gem you must retain
(Reposted) This poem is written by Omega and I ...
I wish you consider it as well as enjoy it
Aias Agapios Aug 2014
...We knew only the dark, dying, thirsting for a glimmer of the light

We are those who have no reason, except to seek a sliver of soulful life

We gave up our hearts, we sold our ego, white eyes still see, we feel no more

Sound ears still hear, sore tongues still wag, proud fingers still hold on
But the inside is dead

Afeared of loving, of a pain too strong, afraid of living, in case we did it wrong
 
Plastic bubbles were made, cosmetic shells, metal gears to hold on to our shattered selves

Scriptures written, unspoken words that have no sound
Marking our arrival into light, as we create a foe over-strong 

But the day is bright! The day is long, 
And in the 'Light' we saw that our visions were gone
In the light we saw that their vision was wrong

A people spent, lives passed by in existence, wasted away, as the Word had said
Words written, and left unread, as His Word forced wisdom into oblivion; as, oblivious, lives were spent

Stone churches rise, tall steeples proud, grey towers piercing our white-grey clouds
Preaching answers to our souls, tolling bells that splinter hearts, spinning webs that blind the perceptive arts

Enter, man, and mindless, heartless, unmade, depart
Enter, man, destroyed, debased, unnatural, depart
Enter, man, let the Word tear lives apart

Witness the rising of mausoleums for free thought, 
Bleak cemeteries ensnaring once natural souls

Entranced, entrenched, bewitched, under spell
In the 'light' where dying hearts lay in eternal rest
In the light, unthought dreams, at once, suppressed






From the sounds of the trees, and the whispers in the leaves,
Till the breath of stars, where we find who we are

Fear the shadow of the light, over names, bicker, fight
Till the sky turns away, and Destiny weeps at folly's height

Seek then, again, and in seeking look to find
The stars in your heart, and the forests of your mind
Seek then, again, and in seeking look to find,
Words and tongues and dreams and thoughts, dancing shadows; unseen sights

Words that tear through what we know to be true
Thoughts to define the visions of our minds
Dreams that let you see the path to set you free
As free men constellate, sharing visions with the blind

Until at once the dream is done, the night has passed, the Light has come
Men abound, their hope undone.
Set aside, and cast away, until the Meraklis entered the fray
"Be calm, be free, shed your shackles! Be brave
Unbowed, unbroken, against the morality of their lies 
From unseeing currents that tie stone to sound
Seek your truth as she walks upright and unbound"
First part in a tripartite series
Nightwish Jul 2014
Miracles are unreliable,
In this unfair world
But chances are always given
You just have to
Spot it and take it
Before time runs out...
KA May 2014
The light fills the empty hole in my chest.
Washing the ugly , the clawing evil dark held.
I'm a man. Not pure. Not good.
Just becoming honest.
The light is of miracles as our love.
A oracle talking in my dream, speaking to the dumb.
My heart fills without my doing.
Shining, burning hot.
I am born.


KT May 3, 2014
Molly Mar 2014
I am trying to write a poem
about the way stars shine
but I keep realizing
that what we call stars
is really only light,

and I am trying to write a poem
that isn't about you
but I keep realizing
that what I thought of as you
was only the parts you cared to show,

and I am trying to believe in magic
and miracles
but I keep realizing
that I am only wishing on light
and the word love has a definition that fits in the dictionary.
No offense to Neil, I love Cosmos, the universe is ******* cool. Not magic. But cool.
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