I feel as though the camera is almost a kind of voyeur in Mr. Bean's life, and you just watch this bizarre man going about his life in the way that he wants to.
quote by Rowan Atkinson
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Look at us...
These signs of silence,
Are the reasons of urn absence.....
Yearning for your embrace,
And feel your sweet grace,
Resting by the fireplace..........
Look at us, where we are,
So grown, and bizarre…
Look at us, what we are,
Like the strings of a musical guitar...
We’re in love, we're determined,
to our love, life and so defined...
Sun is shining in the sky,
You're arms, that's where I’m gon' die...
Our love is so clean,
Unusual, nobody has seen,
I’m gon'nestle it & make it endlessly green....
Look at us, where we are,
So grown, and bizarre…
Look at us, what we are,
Like the strings of a musical guitar...
We’re in love, we're determined,
to our love, life and so defined...
You belong to me,
No matter where, we'll be...
You are always mine,
My love, my sunshine.....
Look at us, where we are,
So grown, and bizarre…
Look at us, what we are,
Like the strings of a musical guitar...
We’re in love, we're determined,
to our love, life and so defined...
poem by Neha Aradhye
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Of course life is bizarre, the more bizarre it gets, the more interesting it is. The only way to approach it is to make yourself some popcorn and enjoy the show.
quote by David Gerrold
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Sierra
I watch her grow and play
every day
I watch her get into mischief
I watch her discover new ways of life
and discover new things in life
I hear her guard the house with all her little might
(Witch is not much)
but she tries so hard
I’m there for her when she’s scared
for she’s there for me
I know her
as well as she knows me
I know when she’s
mad, sad, confused, or frustrated
I can feel her emotions
as she can feel mine
sometimes I get frustrated
with her
and regret having her
but as I look into her
little cute beautiful brown eyes
and I just know
that my own life is consumed
by her love
also that I could not and would not
ever live with out her
when he rows to the heavens I began to realize
how lucky I am to have her
in my life
I know her pain
for I would feel the same
if Sierra had died
for she as lost a son
but I would have lost a daughter
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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What İs Life?
life is a blank, fill it.
life is a problem, face it.
life is an equation, balance it.
life is a sum, solve it.
life is an experience, go through it.
life is a challenge, accept it.
life is a load, carry it.
life is a ship, sail on it.
life is a question, answer it.
life is success, enjoy it.
life is a book, read it.
life is a game, win it.
life is a gift, receive it.
life is a prayer, chant it.
life is a pain, bear it.
life is a camera, so better face it with a smile.
poem by Chocolaty Pie Shreyasi
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Night Life
Debra waitin on the corner
Flarin smile and darin style
Big g cruising, neon flashin
Lost and found
Tinsel town
Day time orphans join the circus
Climb the rope and walk
The wire
To feel the night and the
Music playing
Feed the fire
To feed the fire
Night life, only living for
The night life
Its the only kind of night life
I only come alive for night life
Couples coasting, singles
Searching
Loners lost among the crowd
Action turning on reaction
Lose up
Fool around
Pretzel vendor, first class
Spender
Limousine and ketchup dream
Pinball hall and roulette roller
Every scene
For everything
Night life, only livin for
The night life
Its the only kind of night life
I only come alive for night life
Night life, only livin for
The night life
Its the only kind of night life
I only come alive for night life
Night life, night life
Its the only kind of night life
I only come alive for night life
Night life,
Its the only kind of night life
I only come alive for night life
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Born to Feel Passion
I have been told
Not to expect others
To feel as passionate
About life as I do!
I thought that strange.
Especially...
Since those comments
Were from those
Living!
Or...
Maybe not!
And what I feel,
Is not real to them!
Perhaps for them it lacks appeal?
This life I have,
I am not in doubt...
Nor trying to figure out,
Who's life I have I am living!
Could they be right?
Could they be tossing,
And turning with sleepless nights...
Yearning?
It is my life.
And I thank God,
I was born to feel passion.
And as a bonus,
He added compassion.
Or...
Maybe not!
Maybe it is the other way around?
And they are right.
It is my life!
And I am confused...
As to which part of it lived to use?
And how much of it exposed,
I should be living and giving
First?
This life I live that comes to give...
As I live it,
Is unrehearsed!
I did not bother to watch others,
From a safety that is perched!
Perhaps,
I should just sit...
To watch others more experienced,
Living it...
In practice to arrange
A more suitable existence...
That protects,
And perfects it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Approve With Each Nibble As You Taste It
Never try to justify,
The kind of life...
You like!
Feel comfortable and live it.
Never try to justify,
The kind of life...
You like!
Feel comfortable and live it.
What you choose for you and do,
Feel comfortable and live it.
No one but you can be you but you.
And make that choice to do what you choose.
With a taking of a bite out of life to taste.
Savoring it and enjoying this too!
Never try to justify,
The kind of life...
You like!
Feel comfortable and live it.
Never try to justify,
The kind of life...
You like!
Feel comfortable and live it.
What you choose for you to do,
Feel comfortable and live it.
No one but you can truly approve...
With each nibble as you taste it,
Without limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strange
It's an egg hunt for dates
On new roller-skates
While grooms and their brides
Take horse-drawn rides
Unless you've seen it
You cannot believe it
It's so, so bizarre
Boys gone bad
With their absentee dads
Who live with their pets
'Cause they're hedgin' their bets
Unless you're seen it
You cannot believe it
It's so, so bizarre
How can it be, that it's only me
How can it be, that it's only me
It's a well-known song
And he's singin' it wrong
But the crowd's on the bong
So they all clap along
Unless you've seen it
You cannot believe it
It's so , so bizarre
It's a summertime vibe
And the park is alive
And the actors arrive to be led on their lines
Unless you're seen it
You cannot believe it
It's so, so bizarre
How can it be, that it's only me
How can it be, that it's only me
That sees the strange
The strange, the strange
song performed by by Eagle Eye Cherry
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A short poem on life
Life is a gift
life can be cruel
life can be kind
life can be hard
life can be tough.
life is mysterious
life is strange
life is complex
life is weird.
life has twists
life has turns
life has ups
life has downs.
life for good
life for bad
life for war
life for peace.
life and love
life and hate
life and growth
life and death.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Cheep Thrills
This Voyeur with binoculars
sits waiting in the blind,
half hidden by the rushes
That grow tall on either side.
Perhaps I’d spot a Peregrine
or a hawk on the attack.
My camera is beside me, and,
should I catch one in the act.
I’d photograph a mating pair
(but artfully, with tact.)
So far there’s just a flock of wrens
Not much this day I see.
I start to get the strange sensation
that they’re here observing me.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Camera vs, Pencil
Exactly same and true
Picture of objects wonderful
The magical instrument
Captures the real image
But real things become still
Logics, camera can't fill
Images, camera only captures
Pencil gives birth to a picture
The sketches drawn by pencil
Speak and make you feel
Not only liveliness of the object
But compels one too, to interpret
Camera can't take image of soul
Pencil draws sketch of in and out
camera and pencil's combination
can fetch reality, feel and imagination
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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German Virile E-Coli Outbreak Source Was Beans?
no German research experts Doctors Bean Bean Bean and Bean
got it wrong again randomly pointing finger at specific farmers
wrecking all their perishable export commodities sales yet again
excellent export grade A cucumbers lettuces tomatoes and beans
Spanish or from other European countries were not to blame?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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0038 Underthings
See this table top. Smooth, waxed
to a point, a soup stain which perhaps
a finger nail will lift. Beneath the surface,
atoms, molecules, tension and release,
law and freedom play out a drama
which the teacup does not know or tell.
And so, much else. All. And so the mind.
As if, webcamming the family at play,
the screen jumpcuts, plays on the screen
your inner life for all to see; the family freeze, cold,
open-mouthed…
Two years ago, I eased myself into a chair,
anticipating pleasant conversation – but instead
the camera of the mind presented, in full colour,
a glowing red-hot sphere, like
a sunset on a dusty day. Or Mars, more like,
in all its fierce, fearsome anger – anger
stayed on that screen for six whole weeks
while body, mind and soul perhaps
played turmoil with its outcome quite unknown.
Just now, I lift my gaze from the crumbs on plate;
the camera points at what it should now screen,
the window; but the mind sees something else,
as clear as mind but rarely seen in mind.
It's saying something new about myself.
Watch the screen; but watch the camera too.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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What kind of Man is this?
What kind of Man is this?
To embrace this world with a kiss
and show to us the love of God.
What kind of Man is this?
What kind of man is this?
That betrayed You with a kiss
the Son of Man he sent to die.
What kind of man is this?
How can a man do this?
To betray You with a kiss
and sell his soul for silver coins.
What kind of man is this?
What kind of world is mine?
That condemns this Man so fine
and nails Him to a cross of wood.
What kind of world is mine?
What kind of Man is He?
Who gave His life for me
upon that cross of Calvary.
What kind of Man is He?
What kind of man are you?
To do the things you do
and turn your back upon His love.
What kind of man are you?
What kind of man am I?
That I could watch Him die
and remain unmoved by His cry.
What kind of man am I?
Oh Lord I now can see
that You have died for me
and gave Your life a sacrifice
on the Cross of Calvary.
My Lord may I tell you this?
That I've been moved by Your kiss
and come to kneel before Your cross.
My Lord may I tell you this?
Forgive me Lord I cry
that for me You had to die.
It was the only way to save
such a sinful wretch as I.
Visions pt1-Omega (Visions Lasting)
I can’t hear my pulse beating
My life is fleeting
I can’t feel my limbs twitching
Or my nose itching
I can’t believe I’m dying
While I’m here lying
Where in the hell is that flash?
Oh, a kitty cat
I can only look around
Insides feel warm now
Visions come I hoped to see
Before life leaves me
The many things I have done
Have amassed to none
The camera’s flash takes my pose
I see my eyes close
poem by P.R. Prosper
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Burning Up
Im burnin up, Im burnin up, Im burnin up for your love
Im burnin up, Im burnin up, Im burnin up for your love
You let me down, turned me round, you messed around with my heart
What kind of woman with a smile on her face
Can tear your whole world apart, hey
Im on fire, I feel it burnin up, Im on fire
Im burnin up, burnin up, Im burnin up every night
Im burnin up, burnin up, and burnin up can feel so right
I see the smoke, I feel the heat, my life is going up in flames
How could you be so indiscrete, and still be so unashamed, hey
Im on fire, I feel it burnin up, Im on fire
Hey you said youd never leave me, you said wed never be apart
You turned out to be a liar, and left me with a broken heart
Why did you do it babe, yeah
(solo)
Im on fire, Im burnin inside, Im on fire, why did you do it baby
Ooh Im burnin up, Im burnin up, Im burnin up for your love
Ooh Im burnin up, see Im burnin up, Im burnin up for your love
Watch me burn, see me burnin, cause my hearts on fire
Watch me burn, see me burnin up for your love
Watch me burn, see me burnin up for your love
Watch me burn...
song performed by by Bad Company
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Turn Around
Turn around and I will show you something
Turn around and you will see
Life is like a roundabout
A kind of lsd
Turn around and have faith in all the changes
Turn around and you will feel
No more age of loneliness
You are a part of me
Turn around and I will show you something
Turn around and I will show you something
Turn around and I will show you something
Turn around and you will see
Life is just a roundbout
A kind of lsd
Turn around have faith in all the changes
Turn around and you will feel
No more age of loneliness
You are a part of me
Turn around~turn around~turn around
~~~~sandra whispers~~~~
Beyond the invisible, the prism of life
Turn around~turn around~turn around
The child in us, gravity of love
Turn around~turn around~turn around
Morphing thru time
Turn around ~turn around~turn around
Turn around and I will show you something amazing
Turn around and you will see
Life is just a roundabout
A kind of lsd
Turn around have faith in all the changes
Turn around and you will feel
No more age of loneliness
You are part of me
~~~~sandra whispers~~~~
The screen behind the mirror
The voice and the snake
Principles of lust
The eyes of truth
Tnt for the brain
Turn around and I will show you something
Turn around and you will see
Life is just a roundabout, a kind of lsd
Turn around and I will show you something
Turn around and you will see
Life is like a roundabout
A kind of lsd
~~~repeat~~~
T..t..t.. turn around and I will show you something
song performed by by Enigma
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Another Candle in the Wind
You were a star that never real got to shine.
That left a little star behind.
Your life was a roller coaster ride.
And your beauty in front of the camera the real you the camera did hide.
A life filled with laughter and tears.
Now we will never know your dreams or your fears.
The media called you Anna Nicole but your real name was Vicki Lynn. Gone way to soon another candle on the wind.
Life unbelievable
Life is a circle,
Life is a miracle,
Life is challenge
It is strength dependent,
Life is a rotation
That comes back with some kind of production,
It teaches you addition
But sometimes rewards you deduction,
It is bigger than the bigest mountain
That when you climb up there you feel the pain
But when you come again you feel the rain,
Life laying living longing for the latest lamboghin,
Life so desperate to destroy and diminish the devil
Demon diabolic dilemmas,
Life is so confusing that no one can have a prediction
But can only have education,
And with my quotation: life from monday to sunday
Must be like life from oneday to dream day,
Life with gratitude
That it describes a fellow man's attitude,
Turning, tumbling tremendously that Tom and Tim
Do not tend to tenaciously talk to the tenants for the take.
Life so huge and great
That no one can rate
But can only debate,
And only G.O.D can re-create.
Life so wonderful,
Life incredible,
Life unpredictable,
Life unbelievable!
poem by Thando Mashinini
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What about me
My sister gets all the love
And support she needs
She has always been first
In your mind and heart
But what about me
My brother gets anything
He wants even when he
Doesn't deserve it at all
Because he's the baby
But what about me
I'm the one you can
Count on to watch the
Animals or the kid when
You go somewhere
But what about me
I'm the one that is the
Last person to know
What's going on and
The last one you consider
But what about me
What If I want to go
With you when you go
What if I want to do
The same things with you
But what about me
Why don't I get the same
Kind of love and support
That they get, aren't I
Just as important
But what about me
Don't I deserve the same
Consideration as them
Don't I deserve the same
Kind of love and support
But what about me
Am I not your daughter
Don't I deserve the same
As your other daughter
Or your son
But what about me
If I try to tell you how
I feel you get angry and
Upset that I feel this way
Why can't you understand
But what about me
I can't understand why
My feelings make you
Angry and why I am the
One that always gets left behind
But what about me
Why don't you take me
With you or plan things
So that I can go with you
Or be more involved in your life
But what about me
It's like you don't know me
Or even care to know me
So I guess I'll just leave
You three alone
But what about me
Don't call me if you want
Someone to watch the animals
Or the kid until you include me
Because I want to be included
But what about me
I am no longer the watcher
I guess I will make it by myself
Until I feel I am accepted by the
Family I was born into
But what about me
Until then, I stand alone
poem by Tiana Webb
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