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 Mar 2016 Poetictunes
Sjr1000
This world is a
walking place
surrounded by
a million faces
eyes that don't
recognize
your sighs,
hands that never
touch the shoulders
or the mind
That's the Glory of Love

Challenges everywhere
every failure and
success
spoken into darkened
hallways,
the music's playing
in another room
another house
another bed
That's the Glory of Love

When the body's in pain
the couch so hard
No position works
no encouraging words,
a purse or a nurse
they won't work
That's the Glory of Love

A tender touch
in a tender place
warmth and light
in this cold place
a moment of peace
when held so close,
a heartfelt giving
a heartfelt receiving
two hearts beating
singing
in perfect harmony
That's the Glory of Love.
"The Glory of Love " was written by Billy Hill and recorded by Benny Goodman in 1936, it has had many covers, including the Five Keys in 1951, Peggy Lee, Otis Redding, Bette Midler.  This poem uses the title, but doesn't have anything else in common.
 Mar 2016 Poetictunes
nobody
I am out of tune
It doesn't matter what you play
The monochrome sound will remain
Even with new keys
The beauty of that piece
Is mangled in my strings.
So please,
Just leave me here in the dust
To rot in this silent room because
I am beyond repair
I will never play again...
 Feb 2016 Poetictunes
Star Gazer
When I was younger,
I'd hated god for what I wasn't,
When I grew older,
I'd thanked god for what I was.

I vanished from the clique of bees,
Became the shallow end of seas,
Metamorphosed from a worm,
To a creature that never squirms.

I'd hated god for what I wasn't,
I wasn't ever attractive,
But as time passed and I aged,
It became all reductive.

I'd loved god for what I was,
I'd loved god for who I was.
I feel fine with how I am right now. It actually has been a while since I've felt accepting of myself, as though 'I can live with that'.
 Feb 2016 Poetictunes
MS Lim
BECAUSE I LIE

Because I lie
you will catch me somehow
some day
though not now

I would give
myself away because I would slip
at that critical moment
my cunning I can't always keep

though I had triumphed
many a time--in many a place
the mask must fall down
and what I inherit would only be disgrace

but I'm used
to telling every lie--I can't stop
I have become my own victim
and at the end I must lonely sob.
 Feb 2016 Poetictunes
Star Gazer
"I remember how my grandmother tried to explain our world to me-
She told me a story
She said the ground and the sky, they love each other
But they don’t have arms
So rain; that’s just how they hold one another.
I began to see how the earth and sky need each other.
But I wondered about us.
In this perfect design, where do we fit?
Which piece of the puzzle are we?"*
-Shane Koyczan
I don't own any piece of this , I just really admire how well its written and the deep meaning behind it.

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 Jan 2016 Poetictunes
Caroline E
"How are you?"

"I'm okay."

"Are you really?"*

                 ...

And I am left speechless.
No I'm not.
 Jan 2016 Poetictunes
HannahMaria
Up all night
Nothing on my mind
Tomorrow isn't looking to bright
My lack of sleep is so far behind

I sit here
For hours on end
Sometimes I'll shed a tear
For the life I can't mend
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