Uni-Verse Part One 2006
18 Verses have been contributed to this Uni-Verse.
A Truly Wonderful Collection of Words in the form of Sonnets, Verses, Haiku, and Spoken Word.
To All those who have Contributed, I thank you Sincerely.
Your words Unite Us All Together in their Potency, Sincerity, Beauty, Poignancy, Faith, Hope, Friendship and LOVE.. This Truly is a Universal Verse....
Universal Verse...... UNI-VERSE....
Sit for a moment and spend some time
To read some words or a little rhyme
These words link all cultures and creeds
We have all tried and we did succeed.
Uni-Verse
"My heart it yearns without disgrace,
For a passion lost in time and space.
Thought beckons me without reprieve,
As life bestows what mind will thieve.
In Verse my spirit lifts its veil
Every word my life's regale.
Joyous spirit set me free,
Pull down each mask, that others see.
Slowly, gradually, as in grace,
Reveal to all my own true face.
True face you see?
Smiles for you.
The eyes like windows open to view
and welcome the pry,
guiding them to my soul.
My soul
My soul a field of battle,
where reverses combat.
Huns and Aryans,
nomads and Christians
mixing up,
originate my blood.
My blood
My blood which flows in my veins
giving me no solace.
I would like to settle
like proper Christians do,
but my nomad rise
gives me no respite.
You see? That's my true face.
My true face
Towers of memories built in our heart,
Leave footprints all over.
Leaving stains that are dark.
A mark that comes from love.
A mark that comes with emotion.
Memories make it stay.
Memories let it live.
Leave footprints all over.
Leaving stains that are dark.
A mark that comes from love.
A mark that comes with emotion.
Memories make it stay.
Memories let it live.
Memory builds a little roadway we walk that roadway surely
A path it winds beside that roadway
a path to a friend sincerely
A path it winds beside that roadway
a path to a friend sincerely
Sit for a moment, even if there are things to do
Must there be a reason to make the moment true?
Is it not enough that the heart desires
Must we always be sellers and buyers?
Each moment imprisoned by our own goal,
Hurrying, hurrying, not a care for our soul,
On and on we repeat in haste,
As if without profit life is a waste
Life we balance in style and grace
Just being a member of the human race
Life is short and sweet
Until in heaven we meet
People from near and far gather once more
At the end of time
We will finally get along
Peace on earth, sang our happy song
Just being a member of the human race
Life is short and sweet
Until in heaven we meet
People from near and far gather once more
At the end of time
We will finally get along
Peace on earth, sang our happy song
All love is expansion, all selfishness is contraction.
Love is therefore the only law of life.
He who loves lives, he who is selfish is dying.
Therefore love for love's sake,
because it is law of life, just as you breathe to live."
Love is therefore the only law of life.
He who loves lives, he who is selfish is dying.
Therefore love for love's sake,
because it is law of life, just as you breathe to live."
Love is not a thing to understand.
Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be.
Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be.
Love is a touch, a kiss, a caress.
Love is a smile.
Love is a call, when you know it is needed.
Love just is
Love is a smile.
Love is a call, when you know it is needed.
Love just is
Inside, outside which side is the hearts side
being and belonging to a world which is free
of being a doing, or a done, thing, to be wholly
who I am is the soul search I seek everlastingly
stretching my baby hands out, grasping for that
spider webby whisps of life that is just out of my reach ..........
being and belonging to a world which is free
of being a doing, or a done, thing, to be wholly
who I am is the soul search I seek everlastingly
stretching my baby hands out, grasping for that
spider webby whisps of life that is just out of my reach ..........
one day.
Just, know it is not 'my' story but a story of many people...Over many, many years. A Native never does anything for themselves...A Native is neveralone...Whatever I do. I do for my people.
Mosses climbing my walls
Missing you...
It's green all around
N reconciling flashes
Your arms my canopy
I belong there
Holding basin in
Gazing mirror
Silhouette of someone
Empty chair..
That roaming laughters
Oh! I am rusting
Crustacean creatures
Crawling inside head
Go away go away
Boiled in tub
Rendering steams..
Take away take away
Cascaded sermons
All you gave...
Wind away wind away
I wanna freak
Breaking silence..
Go away go away
I'm here longing for
Future..
Come to me...me
I can't speak
I don't know what to say
all I know is how I feel
that I wanna stay
with you until the end of existence
I want to hold you in my arms
stuck forever in this constant embrace
to the ends of outer space
what I can't say with words
I say with a Kiss .
a night cricket
insists between twilight's -
a long yawn
(c)2006chibi
GOOD THINGS NEVER ENDS COZ SPRITE OF GOOD HUMEN BEING ALWAYS REMEANS IN ONCE HEART........................
"Hand grasping hand,
Across the globe, in heart's mirror,
Thought, circling earth,
Will ease the pain.
Love means much more
Than you and me -
Love will result when "we"
Includes both "us" and "them".
Let's forge new ties,
Renew alliances,
Stretch out friendly hands
Opened minds,
And let's unite in brotherly love
Across the globe:
Because our differences
Will make us stronger,
And the amalgam of unity
Will create a new beginning.
Thus such is Love Our one true Face,
that chanced upon Life's gilded Mirror,
'Twas written into Time and Space,
From Ages past grown ever nearer.
In All that walked before, this Shore,
To Kiss the Dew that wakes the Rose,
Their lovely Words adorn Our Door,
Which open now to never close?
As Hearts sewn in Love's Golden Chain,
Now Hand in Hand We ever remain
(Nik - Nik's Gallery One, Two and Three)
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A human being is part of the whole,
called by us "universe,"
a part limited in time and space.
He experiences himself,
has thoughts and feelings,
as something separate from the rest--
a kind of optical delusion of consciousness.
This delusion is a kind of prison for us,
restricting us to our personal desires
and to affection for a few persons nearest to us.
Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison
by widening our
circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the
whole of nature in its beauty.
~Einstein
All text and poetry in this piece remain copyright to the individual participants.
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