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Jim Morrison: The Doors

Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to-letting a person be what he really is.

“There are things known, and there are things unknown, and in between are the Doors.”

The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah

"Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just
ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through
anyone that suits you."
I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww!
Oh, yeah!

“If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.”

I am troubled
Immeasurably
By your eyes

I am struck
By the feather
of your soft
Reply

The sound of glass
Speaks quick
Disdain
And conceals
What your eyes fight
To explain

"Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free."

Comments

Anonymous said…
hey. nice one.its amazing.gud job.bbye dear.Neha
3/23/07, 8:49 PM
Shreshth said…
dekh ke achcha laga ...par apun itna badhiya poet nahi hai...n shayad abhi kaam ke bojh ka maara hu....thoda OHT ho gaya :D

(BTW comment moderation is a good way to know of new comments...lagaye rakhna :D)
4/18/07, 2:11 PM
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