The poetic language is neither true nor false.
quote by Gabriel Aresti
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Do Not Believe
Do not believe
Anything true
This east west
This birth death
This eating putting
This going coming
Do not believe
Anything anything.
Do not believe
There is sky
Do not believe
Birds fly
Animals cry
Do not believe
This defeat victory
This land this country
Here and there
You are not free.
Do not believe
Anything true
And you are not false
In this burning rows
There is no distinction
True false
And it is true
And it is false.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Almost Poetic
It's almost poetic
The way you speak
It's almost poetic
The way you think
The way you sleep and dream
It's almost poetic
The way I feel for you
It's almost poetic
The way we argue
It's almost poetic
When we say goodbye
Not knowing the next time
We'll see each other
You are the curved line
And I am the dot
That creates the question mark..
And it's almost poetic
If it were not so pathetic.
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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There are no hard distinctions between what is real and what is unreal, nor between what is true and what is false. A thing is not necessarily either true or false; it can be both true and false.
quote by Harold Pinter
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It has often been observed that the repercussion of poetic language on prose language can be considered a decisive cut of a whip.
quote by Eugenio Montale
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Devotees
Two kinda of devotees you know
True and false
True devotee is
More than you
You know
False devotee
Destroyed themselves
In due course.
Who is true and
Who is false
You know.
It is the degree of
Devotion and not
Its kind that matter.
You know better.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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How Ordinary Language Becomes Poetic
do not worry about images
leave it to the wise imagination of the reader
do not insult his powers
of extending the meaning of your ordinary language
beyond what you
are thinking or saying with utmost intention to drive your point
the poetry of indeterminacy
the meanings hidden in such plain words
as wolf and sheep
shepherd to this staff
river to stones
and clouds to rain and rain and rain and rain
and yes the trrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrainnnn nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn,
do not be too concerned
with form, the form comes and takes the shape desire before your eyes
what i am driving at is that
ordinary language becomes too poetic when
you shake because it is a very cold rain pouring in your roof
and you have no one
and you have no other place to go and you cannot call him because
he is too busy with other
matters of equal importance
i could be him and you could be her, in this ordinary language of
disappointments
why we met and why we regret the meeting and union
oh, why speak about something too poetic when ordinary language
can be so poetic
about pain, and hypocrisy, and mendicancy
of emotions, She herself is one of the few constant
features
on that landscape.
Wary, as always,
of holistic paradigms for the literary history
of poetry
dynamic, interactive condition of experimental poetry today
i cannot think
of any other recommendation,
Christian Boltanski's simulated documentaries,
I cannot think of a better introduction
to contemporary
poetry, this, oh,
so you understand a thing?
alright, how do you do?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To say
To say
I am yours
Is false
To say
I am with you
May be true
For the timebeing.
To say
I am your friend
Is a bare lie
To say
I am your enemy
May be true
Depending on situation.
To say
I am not yours
Is false
True is I am yours
Though you are
Not mine
And you are
With me
And so I am
Fine.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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False is down loaded as true
History is necessarily false.
Biography is conveniently false.
Autobiography is selectively false.
Yet those are carried as true.
10.01.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mass Communications
after learning
the english language
and having mastered
it so well
now you are on your
own
as a reporter
you have to learn
the language of the
masses again
you an alien
of the masses
must take back
that lost
appeal
i want to make this sound
like a poem
for you
but i know it won't
are you gonna
be poetic when doing
a reporting job?
about the mass killing
in ampatuan?
gee, i guess not
sorry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Be True and False
When one praises you in front, it’s false.
If one does it behind you, it is true
When a girl shows she loves you, it is true.
If she denies it to others, it’s false.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Love Then
love was like nature ever so green
But now its like a creature that always lean
Love was like a beam that out ran the sun
But now its like a game with useless fun
Love was a language that two hearts speak
But now its like a word that is utters so weak
Love was so true in every day
But now its as false as a nigeria play
Love was born with only a last name
But now its had a first according to it aim
Love was the best parts of every life
But now I doubt if any man would get a true wife
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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Not running
Not running well
Gap is there
entering very finely.
I am wandering
here and there
just like a kite
without any string.
False praise are
shoring on me
And you said all false
And I said false is true.
Henceforth detailed
discussion not necessary
for which I am worry.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Dog Talk
and so too
i have a dog
whose only
language is
bow. and
wow.
and true to
the limits of
his language
as he walks
and sways
and rolls
and runs like
a dog, and
true indeed to
his nature
this dog comes
before him
and then it makes
the bow and then
believing in his
power and glory
this patriotic and
loyal dog keeps
on saying: wow wow wow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I try for a poetic language that says, This is who we are, where we have been, where we are. This is where we must go. And this is what we must do.
quote by Mari Evans
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What Is
what is true
what is false
need to explain
and also
necessary to say
how to arrive
at the conclusion.
Here I am
in a house
that is sugarcoated
that is not mine
except me
who is there
to book ticket
not seen.
Is the sun rising
in the east?
Who is flying?
Are you seeker of truth?
See, no water
is there in the sea.
True or false
you are the
only person
to engulfed.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Candice Theory
something true is smooth
if false, it will be rough
so true love is as smooth as
tanduay rum
and false love is as rough
as sick skin
yet those who are not true
thrive well
and those who are true suffer
why my dear?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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God's Test Over Time
that which comes from God endures
that which comes from man perishes
this is the acid test of enduring time
Jesus said many false prophets
will come in my name and will
deceive many but test him true?
“And many false prophets will arise
and mislead many; ” Matthew 24: 11
“But among the people there were
also false prophets, just as there will
be false teachers among you. Under
false pretenses they will introduce
destructive heresies, even denying
the Master who bought them, and thus
bring on themselves swift destruction.” 2 Peter 2: 1
But will they come in his name?
And will they really deceive many?
And will people really believe in them?
“Then if anyone says to YOU, ‘Look!
‘There is the Christ, ’ or, ‘There! ’ do not
believe it. For false Christ's and false
prophets will arise and will give great signs
and wonders so as to mislead, if possible,
even the chosen ones” Matthew 24: 23-24
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Who's To Blame
Oh Mother Ghana; Mother Ghana
What has happened to you?
What has happened to your culture?
They say we've fold arms against 'Vernacular' language
Instead opened arms wide to 'English' language
Oh Mother Ghana Mother Ghana
Why?
At school, we are taught the things we do not know
By the 'English' language
Why not 'Vernacular' language?
Oh Mother Ghana, Oh Mother Ghana
Where is your true identity as pure African?
Where is your pride as true Ghanaian?
Oh Mother Ghana, Oh Mother Ghana,
Day after day
When we put on the uniform as students
We are forbidden to speak 'Vernacular' language
Instead the 'English' language
Why Mother Ghana, why Mother Ghana?
When we speak 'Vernacular' language; your culture,
They say: 'Speak English' someone's culture!
When we speak 'English' that someone's culture
They say: 'Abrofosem; speak vernacular language' your culture!
Oh Mother Ghana, Oh Mother Ghana
Who's to blame?
'English or Vernacular language'
Oh Mother Ghana; Oh Mother Ghana.
poem by Francis Julian Zewu
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In a poem
In a poem
I encaged you
not true.
I make you
free not false.
It is joke
to grumble you.
Take it easy
as routine.
Life binds
timetable
not true.
I make you
free in poem
not false.
Take it granted
you are free
in this world
of tree
true.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Statement of Being
I am a grave poetic hen
That lays poetic eggs
And to enhance my temperament
A little quiet begs.
We make the yolk philosophy,
True beauty the albumen.
And then gum on a shell of form
To make the screed sound human.
poem by Ezra Pound
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