If a person shaves you with a razor, do not shave him with broken glass.
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If a person shave you with a razor, do not shave him with broken glass.
Uncle's Shave.
Uncle’s Shave.
You used to watch Uncle
shave in front of the small mirror
propped on the edge
of the kitchen sink,
his face lathered
in white soap,
his cutthroat razor
held just a short distance
from his skin
by his right hand,
as the other hand
held the skin taut
in preparation
of the razor’s slide.
You stood behind
fascinated,
your young eyes
searching the mirror’s world
of Uncle’s face
and the performers start.
Uncle watched you
in the mirror,
his lips breaking
into a small smile,
the razor held
just above his ear,
his eyes staring above
the shaving foam,
taking in
your fascinated gaze,
the open mouth,
your hands copying
Uncle’s motion
in pretend shave.
Uncle drew the razor down
his cheek in slow motion,
the face becoming visible
as the soap gave way,
the hand dipping
the razor in water
to rid of foam,
to begin again,
more soap removed,
more skin revealed.
You copied Uncle,
but not so skilled.
poem by Terry Collett
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A Man With A Plan
I have heard it said
a man who shaves
can really go places...
whatever that means?
It amazes
some observant
neighbours
that Nick the alcoholic
has a shave
before going to the pub
seven days a week...
Even on a Sunday afternoon.
My God Nick's got a plan.
He's going to wait
until twenty past
then have a shave
then go to the pub.
Now that's a man with a plan.
Yes Nick is really going places.
He's a man with a plan.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Everything is broken nothing is right
Everything around me is broken.
Nothing remains a whole.
For anger overtakes my life.
Leaving me in hell of a rage.
I have a broken heart.
I have a broken body.
My head a mess.
My heart shatted in a millon peices.
Broken trust broken life.
Broken bottel broken glass.
Nice sharp razor blade.
Blood pouring down.
Blood running in a stream.
Flowing peacfully away.
Now the badness is free.
If only for a while.
Repeat the cycle.
Dont face to my emotions.
Just cut it all away.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Razor
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Smashing Pumpkins - Razor
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Razor in my hand
Nine little lines in someone's hand
Shot down from this group
I wish for something and I know it isn't home
Razor in my hand
Six little lines in someone's hand
Lay down, rest your head
You reach for something, and you feel something sting
Razor, razor, razor, razor
Want it
Now you rip apart who you are
Deliver
Yeah, you deliver who you are
Oh, razor
My little razor
Oh, razor
I wanna go
I wanna go
I'm like a junkie, I want it all
I wanna go
Want it
Now you rip apart who you are
Deliver
Yeah, you deliver who you are
Oh, razor
My little razor
My little razor
I wanna go
I wanna go
I'm like a junkie, I want it all
I wanna go
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Razor blade
Razor blade razor blade
Sharpe glass shards
Knife blades
And all things sharpe.
These are my only friends
They slice into my flesh
Crimson blood flows.
Blood and sharps
Their my only friends
Razor sharp
To cut my skin
Get the badness out
Leaving trails of blood
Many scars left behind
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Cutter's Suicide List
My friend Kayla Szpytek wrote this poem. She never thought her poems were good enough, but I took it upon myself to write some of them here for her.
She wrote his name upon her wrist
Did all the things from her suicide list
The cutter's suicide list reads,
Get a razor
Get a gun
Won't be long
'Till the job is done
Cut the veins
Blow the brains
Never again
Will it be the same
Shards of glass
Blood everywhere
Nobody notices
Nobody cares
Bath of blood
Shower stained
1,2,3
Let's play a game
Gun, razor, glass, blood
Her final closure
The list is complete, her pain.......finally over.
poem by Devin Morris
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Broken between you and me
a Photo frame’s glass
has broken
between you and me
and lies in pieces
like it should be.
The photograph of when
we were happy,
has also know better days
and comes from a time
that shouldn’t have been.
Just like you that glass
cuts me,
when I try and put it together
and it will have to stay broken.
Things are forever broken
between you and me
and I still thank God,
that you went away to another.
poem by Gert Strydom
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from C.A.
bloomingbirds fall from this tree
where flower seasons pass
sweetlip & petalwing now
slain upon the grass
frost & glass
frost & broken glass
barefoot on the splinters of your heart
of frost & glass
loveblind & rippingyarns
a-slither on the vine
Snowking, with your thorny eyes
my happiness conspires
frost & glass
frost & broken glass
barefoot on the splinters of your heart
of frost & glass
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lovely Razor
Cut deep lovely razor
Into my tender flesh
Release the scarlet torrents
Flow free
Bright and fresh
Scar me lovely razor
Where ever you can touch
Let me lean upon you
My shiny silver crutch
I ask you lovely razor
Make my outside match the in
So the world sees what's it done
And that they might just win
Heal me lovely razor
Of the pain deep in my soul
And keep my feelings locked up tight
Now that is my end goal
Stop me lovely razor
Before I cut to deep
Or else I shall be on my owm
In the long and final sleep
Don't my lovely razor
Cross the empty void
For I want to rest in peace
Cause my life you've destroyed
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Broken Glass
Life is like glass in so many ways.
Keep it shiny and unbroken all through the days.
Glass can be new.
Glass can be old.
It doesn't matter whats told.
Every piece of glass can shine like gold.
Sometimes glass is shiny.
Some can be plain.
It's all-unique show your true style.
You have nothing to lose and all to gain.
Enjoy the sparkle of the glass because once its broken you can never piece it back.
poem by Francesca Marie
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Confidence | Words of Wisdom
Don’t mistake power for confidence
You’ll never never like how it ends
Take your stance and understand
Confidence is the greatest tool
Confidence is power that’s my first rule
Now weapons aren’t that sharp even from the start
But confidence is evident etched with in your brain
Confidence is sharper than any razor blade
Individuality is a packaged deal
You’ve got to trust yourself and know yourself for real
Now trying to control ain’t gonna work
Power is a tool that’s broke
Too much effort, too much mess,
Leaving a trail of broken heart and broken glass
So there’s my proof I say it with confidence
poem by Life in a Poem
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A Glass Of Water Please
and so the story wants to end itself with a
glass of water.
those who cry after always need
a glass of water.
those whose hearts are broken
those who sob
those who close the window of the niche
those who have nightmares
those who wake up at 3 o'clock in the morning
those who sit on bed and cannot sleep back
always go to the kitchen
open the refrigerator
get a glass and splash
a cold glass of water
this time, i am asking for a glass of water
for i could be
all of the above or you could be one of those
i have described
but who knows we are not one of those
who knows
we are but just anyone who is normally thirsty
and with nothing to ask
simply ask
for a glass of cold water.
and cheerfully, we do not forget to say
please....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Darkness And Sorrow
Speedy to the plunder,
Swift to the spoil;
The lion will eat straw like the ox.
A tumultuous noise,
The bricks have fallen down;
Light and joy,
Darkness and sorrow,
The wolf will dwell with the lamb;
To the brook of the willows like,
The Sycamore Tree that are cut down.
Love is as strong as death,
Jealousy is as cruel as the grave;
Listen to my muse oh Earth!
As white as snow,
To shave with a hired razor;
As slow as the tortoise,
The leopard will lie down with the goat;
In a barren night like a stillborn child where,
The teeth of the young lions are broken;
Darkness and sorrow,
Love is as strong as death itself.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Every time I go and shave, I assume there's someone else on the planet shaving. So I say, 'I'm gonna go shave, too.'
quote by Mitch Hedberg
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Born In Prison
Were born in a prison
Raised in a prison
Sent to a prison called school
We cry in a prison
We love in a prison
We dream in a prison like fools
Wood becomes a flute when its loved
Reach for yourself and your battered mates
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate
We live with no reason
Kicked around for no reason
Thrown out without reason like tools
We work in a prison
And hate in a prison
And die in a prison as a rule
Wood becomes a flute when its loved
Reach for yourself and your battered mates
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate
We live in a prison
Among judges and wardens
And wait for no reason for you
We laugh in a prison
Go through all four seasons
And die with no vision of truth
Wood becomes a flute when its loved
Reach for yourself and your battered mates
Mirror becomes a razor when its broken
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate
song performed by by Lennon John
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Glass War
Glass war, glass war, glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war
It's a glass war
Cause you can see right through the poisen
It's a glass war
Cause we all know the activeties
It's a glass war
Cause it's made of smoke and mirrors
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
Cause only poor men are dyin in the
Gas war
Cause we know why it was started
It's an ass war
Cause the president's an asshole
It's an ass war
It's a glass war
It's a gas war
Cause the starters are all victims of the
Glass war
The slogan men were starters of the
Last war
Now the southern men are starters of the
Glass war
It's a Glass War
It's a Glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
song performed by by NOFX
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A Window Paned Like A Person
a window paned
is like a person
divided up sections
closed off sections
separate
compartments
sealed
clear glass emotions
suffering clear seen
behind walls not hidden
pertained putty
applied sealants
sectioned glass
fixing broken
panes takes
time skill will
avoid rush jobs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Barber
I'd like to be a barber, and learn to shave and clip,
Calling out, 'Next please! and pocketing my tip.'
All day I'd hear my scissors going, 'Snip, Snip, Snip;'
I'd lather people's faces, and their noses I would grip
While I shaved most carefully along the upper lip.
But I wouldn't be a barber if ...
The razor was to slip.
Would you?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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When Simply Given
a broken shard of glass
embedded deep,
cutting from within....
fingers burnt by the fire....
the wail of darkness
swelling through the tombs
of the soul...
walking the razor's edge,
and the stink of human flesh.
nothing more immortal,
more infinite, more redeeming...
not even falling stars....
the moment of human life,
in minutes or years;
that only the courage
of revealing oneself can unwrap....
the moment becoming eternity
when simply given!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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