When you're in that scene, you really wonder if this is all you're ever going to be. You know how vile and filthy you are inside.
quote by Willie Aames
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Filthy
Filthy was my mother's womb
From which the creature barrowed through
Filthy is the father's gift
A dysentery vessel malignantly thrift
Filthy are the orbs that burn
Resituates of evil from a convex urn
Filthy is the cognitions blight
In wrecked collections of atrophied sight
Filthy be the tongue that wage
Indiscriminate duplicitous rage
Filthy composes the embryo man
Who never realized which way he begins
Disgust is self attraction, pontificating the irrelevant
And I am blind to the future which was due last week
While collecting old debt of childhood alimony
Making friends with the silhouettes on television
Because a dog ate my marbles and flew to the moon
While I fit as a statue of constant uncertainty,
Cradling the rags that build my daughter of gravity
That strangles my words into cryptic complexes
Of elegant stupidity that worships vein incredulity
For filthy is and filthy be, my wife for life that no one sees
Filthy is the boy in snow
Who pollutes the earth with its afterglow
Filthy is the passing silence
From which impeaches a thoughtless blindness
Filthy becomes the wasted minutes
Killing the chances for this solitary sentence
Filthy be the secrets lived
When the truth is there in an open lid
Filthy is the life time lost
In dumb pursuits of this word thats tossed
Filthy is the writer of me
When I am not in control of who I should be
For I am truly purity
Without the shame of sanity
poem by Kevin Patrick
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The Hearts Filthy Lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Theres always the diamond friendly
Sitting in the laugh hotel
The hearts filthy lesson
With her hundred miles to hell
Oh, ramona, if there was only something between us
If there was only something between us
Other than our clothes
Something in our skies
Something in our skies
Something in our blood
Something in our skies
Paddy
Paddy, whos been wearing mirandas clothes?
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Falls upon deaf ears
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Falls upon deaf ears
Falls upon dead years
Oh ramona, if there was only some kind of future
Oh ramona, if there was only some kind of future
And these cerulean skies
Something in our skies
Something in our skies
Something in our blood
Something in our skies
Paddy, paddy?
Paddy will you carry me, I think Ive lost my way
Im already five years older Im already in my grave
Im already
Im already
Im already
Will you carry me?
Oh paddy, I think Ive lost my way
Paddy
What a fantastic death abyss
Paddy
What a fantastic death abyss
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Tell the others
Its the hearts filthy lesson
What a fantastic death abyss
Tell the others
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Paddy
What a fantastic death abyss
Its the hearts filthy lesson
Tell the other
song performed by by David Bowie
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Free Like A Flying Demon
Im calling upon your attention
Now is the time, were talking serious redemption
Come follow me
Red light wasnt warning when I first saw her body move
I wasnt sure it was a jet stall.
I thought I had it all, now I am down and low
Memories on the wall, I have to let it go...
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Why cant you see into the future?
Youre going to get hurt by someone who wont suit ya
They call it your destiny
But I am pretty sure now
That one whos lonely cant get hurt / is getting stronger
I thought I had it all, now I am down and low
Memories on the wall, I have to let it go...
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Someday it might just work but this aint that time
This grounded flight is taking off, Ill leave you behind
Im free like....a demon....no more of them filthy lies
Just free like....a demon....this is the day of my life
Im free like....a demon....no more of them filthy lies
Just free like....a demon....this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
Im free like a flying demon, no more of them filthy lies
Just free like a flying demon, this is the day of my life
song performed by by E-type
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Filthy (not yet finished)
I'll show you what pain is.
You'll regret what you've done.
Toyed with me, fucked with me
And now it's begun.
I'll show you what hate is.
It's from me to you.
You dirty old fucking man
You'll be dead when I'm through.
Mommy couldn't fix it...
Daddy doesn't know...
The doctor couldn't fix it...
Now everyone will know...
RAPE!
Please help me, God...
RAPE!
No, not again...
RAPE!
I don't love you, I don't love you...
RAPE!
IT'S GONNA FUCKING END!
YOU'RE NOT MY DADDY!
GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!
YOU'RE NOT MY DADDY!
GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!
FILTHY!
FILTHY!
FILTHY!
FILTHY!
poem by Christine Woodrich
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Dirty
Filthy dirty (not yet finished)
I'll show you what pain is.
I belive this is what you thought.
I hope you can live with yourself.
You vile peice of scum.
I hate you
You raped me you abused me.
You hurt me.
Worst of all
You stole my trust
You took my innocence.
Rape Rape
Please god no not again
Get off me
Please leave me alone.
one day You'll regret what you've done.
And now it's begun.
I'll show you what hate is.
It's from me to you.
You dirty old fucking man
You'll be dead when I'm through.
I will get you
Like you got me
You will pay for what you did
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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About Her (Villanelle)
She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman
She being found down by the shore, of Ice Lake
She being the frozen nude woman
She being the apparent victim of a madman
She being pretty like a one of a kind snowflake
She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman
She, being frozen solid! Said the newsman
She being, negative 33 degrees below zero for God’s sake!
She being the frozen nude woman
She, must be vindicated by the hangman
She must be accounted for, never to forsake
She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman
She must have a name? Asked the police man
She must have had some identification for heaven’s sake
She being the frozen nude woman
She was a beautiful woman
She is now but a-heartache
She having filthy finger nails like that of a workingman
She being the frozen nude woman
poem by William Cavanagh
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An Ugly Duckling
Satan you think
that you are
positively
oh so lovely,
but your insidious
insincere soul,
is really really
disgustingly ugly.
Your face
is mirrored sadly
not so clean
it shows
evil lean mean
the enormity
amassed of all
your vile sin.
You have deliberately
purposefully
put humanity tormented
through or in.
It shows
clearly
hideously
the enormity
of all the lying
heinous vile sin.
You have
cravenly
gleefully
indulged in.
Your vile corrupted face
your whole vile body,
vibrates revoltingly
sickeningly,
intensified mirrored evil
incarnate,
festering within depths
rotting your insipid soul,
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Inside Out
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Now everybody keeps on telling me how to be
And everybody tells me do what they say
Oh Ill help myself its up to me and no-one else
But till Im ready just keep out of my way
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Now everybodys got me running round, up and down
And here I am going out of my mind
But I wont lose sight of all the, the things Im looking for
Theyre coming to me and Im taking whats mine
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Ill play the game
Well make the same mistakes
Its all the same
If we can give and take
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
All of my life Ive been searching and hanging on
Turning a corner, never know what Id find
But now Im back again like I never went away
Ooh let me in Im through with wasting my time
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Oh inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
song performed by by Phil Collins
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We used to wonder where war lived, what it was that made it so vile. And now we realize that we know where it lives... inside ourselves.
quote by Albert Camus
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Wisdom
Inside a room of darkness
enters a vile robber.
Inside a room of brightness
he doesn't penetrate.
In your mind have discernment
and hold the light of sagacity.
You'll then be in enlightenment
and with Goddess Athena.
Evil thoughts therein will ne'er exist
In luminosity wisdom in you will persist.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Its Late
Scene 1
You say you love me
And I hardly know your name
And if I say I love you in the candle light
Theres no one but myself to blame
But theres something inside
Thats turning my mind away
Oh how I could love you
If I could let you stay
Chorus
Its late - and Im bleeding deep inside
Its late - is it just my sickly pride
Too late - even now the feeling seems to slip away
So late - though Im crying I cant help but hear you say
Its late its late its late
But not too late
Scene 2
The way you love me
Is the sweetest love around
But after all this time
The more Im trying
The more I seem to let you down
Now you tell me youre leaving
And I just cant believe its true
Oh you know that I can love you
Though you know I cant be true
song performed by by Queen
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Yoga Is As Yoga Does
(words & music by nelson - burch)
Well I can see that you and yoga will never do
Yoga is as yoga does theres no in-between
Your either with it on the ball or youve blown the scene
I can see lookin at you, you just cant get settled
How can I even move, twistin like a pretzel
(yoga is, yoga does)
(theres no in-between)
(your either with it all the way) or youve blown the scene
(or youve blown the scene)
Come on come on, untwist my legs
Pull my arms a lot
How did I get so tied up
In this yoga knot
You tell me just how I can take this yoga serious
When all it ever gives to me is a pain in my posteriors
(yoga is, yoga does)
(theres no in-between)
(your either with it all the way) or youve blown the scene
(or youve blown the scene)
Stand upside down on your head, feet against the wall
A simple yoga exercise done by one and all
Now cross your eyes and hold your breath, look just like a clown
Yogas sure to catch you if you come falling down
(yoga is, yoga does)
(theres no in-between)
(your either with it all the way) or youve blown the scene
(or youve blown the scene)
(yoga is, yoga does)
(theres no in-between)
(your either with it all the way) or youve blown the scene
(or youve blown the scene)
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Scene
The Scene
(Graham Russell, Mark Towner Williams, Cliff Rehrig)
It's another lovely day
Are we still so far away
And how can I share it with you
It's not easy to believe
Are we both about to leave
Without ever saying, I do
I still love you
(Chorus)
Just make me part of the scene
Say we're together, always forever
And everything else in between
Just say we're part of the scene
I don't want to hear it, I just couldn't bear it
If things weren't as good as they seem
You can say I'm not the one
That a lot of faith has gone
The bridges were never quite crossed
Every grain of truth, we deny or prove
Is somewhere before it gets lost
And is found again
(Repeat Chorus)
What if these feelings are all in my head
Flying around me in a world of their own
What if there's nothing that needs to be said
(Repeat Chorus)
Just say we're part of the scene
Say we're together, always forever
And everything else in between
Just say we're part of the scene
Just say we're part of the scene
Just say we're part of the scene
song performed by by Air Supply
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God As A Super Computer
God is a super computer in which there are two folders,
Vile and humane,
.……………………. Vile ………………….
All the unfair work you do,
All the crimes you do,
All the injustice work you do,
…………………….. Humane ………………...
All the fair work you do,
All the social services you do,
All the justifiable work you do.
All the files of vile are converted to a new file called hard, sorrow and obstacles.
All the files of humane are
Converted to a new file called
Smooth, happiness and
Good living.
poem by Ram Kausik
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Unlawful Business
Unlawful systems result in disaster,
Inside this terror lies a further horror.
Internal stories reside in the head and heart,
To fulfill terror and the letters of the young.
Mighty winds blow for the ache to differ,
Junctions met shall liquify the vile criminals,
For the terror has escaped from entrepreneurs.
These businessmen shine due to old thinking,
But the travel inside is beautiful enough.
poem by Naveed Akram
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You Are Not Alone With This Belief
I want someone who can come in,
And clean my house.
Both inside and out.
Plus do a restoration,
Needed in my backyard.
'Who was it living in the house,
To allow it to become so unclean? '
Don't be so foolish.
I was.
I 'still' am.
But that is besides the point.
And has nothing to do with my complaints.
'You allowed your own home to get filthy?
Your backyard to be littered with trash?
And this was done,
While you were living there on the premise,
As an occupant?
Shouldn't you hold yourself responsible for that? '
Are you kidding?
Of course not.
If it had been recommended to you,
To hire a new housekeeper 'with' qualifications.
And a gardener your neighbor uses.
Would you pay attention,
To the goings on inside AND out?
If you had more important things on your mind to do?
'I suppose you are right.
What sense would that make,
To stay conscious and awake...
When I have been told,
I could hold someone else accountable...
And blame,
For anything wrong that goes on inside...
And outside of the place I am calling my 'home'.
Trust me...
You are not alone with this belief!
Incredible as it is.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Los Angeles
Skyscrapers
Break the sky,
Smog chokes the air,
Endless buildings go on
Forever-
Los Angeles Times-
LAX,
Traveling down the 10
Towards Santa Monica,
Dirty
Filthy
Ragged city.
Where are the artists?
Poets?
Writers?
Musicians?
All at home creating
The city. Inspiration
For the willing.
Ugly, dirty, ragged,
Beautiful.
This
Filthy
City.
poem by Randy Briggs
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The Scene
The scene is so serene.
It gives me hope and sanity.
To these things I try to hold.
The beauty so elegant and bold.
When I come here it is strange.
I see the light.
The world is truly bright.
I feel no fear.
I have no doubt.
Nothing here could hold such clout.
The breeze is soft.
Above allelse my spirit is not lost.
When I come here it's a splendor.
I know that love is truly tender.
So I sit here in this scene.
Caught inside a wonderful dream.
poem by Michael McParland
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Seeking Heat!
there is a heat
inside the fire,
friction inside the match.
there are clouds
inside each raindrop,
winter snows inside each bud.
there is a joy
hidden deep in sorrow,
there is touch
inside of the lonely.
there is a need
inside each prayer,
there is a hunger
inside those who take.
there is forgiveness
inside of anger.
there is a freedom
inside each cell.
there is a sameness
inside of difference.
there is a mother
inside each man.
there is a man
inside each body,
a hint of god
inside each soul.
there is a heart
inside of each man...
a heart seeking heat!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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