Law is a bottomless pit.
quote by John Arbuthnot
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Dirge
We drop our dead in the sea,
The bottomless, bottomless sea;
Each bubble a hollow sigh,
As it sinks forever and aye.
We drop our dead in the sea,--
The dead reek not of aught;
We drop our dead in the sea,--
The sea ne'er gives it a thought.
Sink, sink, oh corpse, still sink,
Far down in the bottomless sea,
Where the unknown forms do prowl,
Down, down in the bottomless sea.
'Tis night above, and night all round,
And night will it be with thee;
As thou sinkest, and sinkest for aye,
Deeper down in the bottomless sea.
poem by Herman Melville
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The Bottomless Lake
Heres the story of a man and his family
And a big trip that they took
Well, I heard all about in a restaurant
And I read it in a history book
They rented a car at the erie canal
But the car didnt have no brake
Said ma to pa my God this car
Is gonna fall into the bottomless lake
Well, mama turned to daddy with a pale face
Said Ive done something horribly wrong
Well, the waters still runnin in the bathtub
And I think I left the kitchen light on
Then I heard a crash the car when splash
And the compass rolled around and around
Oh, for heavens sake! we fell in a lake
And I think were all gonna drown
Chorus:
We are falling down
Down to the bottom of a hole in the ground
Smoke em if you got em
Im so scared I can hardly breathe
I may never see my sweatheart again
Play once after first verse
There was plenty of food in the backseat
And the windows were rolled up tight
So we all nibbled on a chicken leg
Told stories way thru the night
Well, pa told one that he told before
And the baby got a bellyache
Said ma to pa my God this car
Falling down a bottomless lake
Repeat chorus:
Poppa played the music on the radio
Mama rocked the baby to sleep
He said he wouldve taken the other road
But he didnt think the lake was that deep
Well, if the ferry been there at the end of the pier
Wed be half way to uncle jakes
Instead of looking at fish out the window I wish
Wed hit the bottom of the bottomless lake
stead of looking at fish out the window I wish
Wed hit the bottom of the bottomless lake
So if youre ever goin on a big trip
Ya better be careful out there
Start everything on you good foot
And wear clean underwear
Take along a Bible in the backseat
Read of david and solomon
For if you make a mistake in the bottomless lake
You may never see your sweetheart again
If you should make a mistake in the bottomless lake
You may never see your sweetheart again
If you should make a mistake in the bottomless lake
You may never see your sweetheart again
song performed by by John Prine
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Bottomless Pit
The bottomless pit is ceasing to be alien,
A championship arrives to be a good play,
Playing is like childhood in a thought,
Playing with me as a ball-game will grow.
Children shall await the disaster of growth,
Growing when it is sudden is special.
The pit so exhausts a soul that emptiness
Shall deliver everybody into an oblivion.
Exaltation appears to the reliable men
As celebratory and ceremonious,
Growth and advancement celebrates.
The bottomless hole or pit is a child,
Like the devouring of an infant.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The End Of All Questions II
Why men and women too often mistake sex for love
Why moldy ancient texts still inform peoples prejudices.
Why some people bash the past but can't let it go.
Why the dog wags the tail and not vice-versa.
Where to get the GPS that can take you to the rainbow's end.
Why the well of Truth is bottomless, bottomless.
Why the Spanish, spendthrifts of punctuation,
Insist on those upside-down marks at the start of each question.
Why, why why, what and occasionally where.
Just kidding, of course, but if every question were answered
Still one would remain of all those neatly laid
Out fitted with their answers at the bottom of the page:
Why I loved you from the very first moment of our meeting
And why I continue, in spite of formidable odds, to.
I think it must have something to do with 'character'.
Yeh, character. It must have something to do with that.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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You Lift Me up
When down in the bottomless sorrow
And my mood's in the endless hollow
You lift me up to the highest star
To dance with the moon and fly too far
When down in the deepest ocean
And my ship's lost without a motion
You direct the winds towards my sail
You make me believe I'll never fail
When crippled and never used to walk
You break off my chains and make me stalk
When drowned by a mountain of troubles
You push me up, clear out the cripples
When down in the bottomless sorrow
You raise me up, make my beast bellow
When my mood's in the deepest hollow
I'll climb up high and you I'll follow
poem by Abdullah Ajjan Al Hadid
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Sadness
To the sea of blood,
Sadness upon the face of man;
To the place of war,
Sadness upon the face of man;
Like the keyof the bottomless pit.
Of the crowns of gold,
Like a soldier polishing his shoes for war!
But, Abaddon is the angel of the bottomless pit.
Of an hour,
Of a day,
Of a year,
Like a malak flying in the midst of heaven;
But my kiss is as sweet as the honey on your lips.
To stand upon the sea and the earth,
To eat in a bowl hanging openly in the air,
But the tongue is as sweet as honey in your mouth;
And this is all about the sadness of life when,
You have no one to care for you.
Seven stars and seven moons,
Of the seven thunders to share my views;
But when the lion roars, who hides from it?
Life is like that at times and,
We all need hope to carry on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Covetousness is always filling a bottomless vessel.
A Self Called Nowhere
Im sitting on the curb
By the empty parking lot
Of the store where they let me play the organ
Im waiting for my ride
But I want to wait inside
Of the store where they let me play the organ
But Im thinking of a wooden chair
In a room at the top of a stair
And Im looking down the stairwell
At the vanishing dot
On the map of the spot
Let me take you there
The dotted line
Surrounding the mind
Of a self called nowhere
Its a thing named it
In a bottomless pit
You cant see it there
The sunken head
That lies in the bed
Of a self called nowhere
Standing in my yard
Where they tore down the garage
To make room for the torn down garage
Im looking for my car
But I must have sold my car
When I needed to buy an electric organ
But Im thinking of a wooden chair
In a room at the top of a stair
And Im looking down the stairwell
At the vanishing dot
On the map of the spot
Let me take you there
The dotted line
Surrounding the mind
Of a self called nowhere
Its a thing named it
In a bottomless pit
You cant see it there
The sunken head
That lies in the bed
Of a self called nowhere
Nowhere
The vanishing dot
On the map of the spot
Let me take you there
The dotted line
Surrounding the mind
Of a self called nowhere
Its a thing named it
In a bottomless pit
You cant see it there
The sunken head
That lies in the bed
Of a self called
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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The Silver jewel falls
to the bottomless ocean
from the moon and lost
haiku by Ancita Michael
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Poor Little Girl
Poor little girl
With her head in the air
Theres a poorly sick world all around you
Poor horny boy
One thing on his mind
That poor little girl
He must find you
Chorus:
Theres a whole lotta love
Shaking inside of me
And I must figure out why its there
Theres a bottomless heart
Thats hooked into all of you
And its wondering how much you care
Poor little girl
With a whole in her heart
Theres a poorly sick world all around you
Poor horny boy
One thing on his mind
That poor little girl
He must find you
Theres a whole lotta love
Shaking inside of me
And I must figure out why its there
Theres a bottomless heart
Hooked into all of you
And its wondering how much you care
Poor little boy
Head in a whirl
Theres a phony slick world all around you
That poor little girl
With her head in the air
That poor little boy he must find you
Theres a whole lotta love
Shaking inside of me
And I must figure out why its there
Theres a bottomless heart
Hooked into all of you
And its wondering how much you care
Theres a need and desire I have
To express whats inside of me
I must figure it out while its still there
And an endless amout of
Of a joy that you touch me with
Thought its almost too much for me to bear
Poor litte girl
song performed by by George Harrison
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Hate is a draining bottomless pit from whence nothing good or of any value can come. Try to eat a balanced diet. Guys only want one thing.
quote by Christopher Meloni
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Greed is a bottomless pit which exhausts the person in an endless effort to satisfy the need without ever reaching satisfaction.
quote by Erich Fromm
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Bottomless Chasm...
i have cast my stones
into the bottomless chasm
of infinite longing,
now i wait...
for sound, for evidence,
that there is a ground
in my heart!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Void
And in the darkness
Was a void
To fill
With all the fantasies
In the world
And still have space
For the depth
Of degradation
A bottomless pit
Of our imagination
A joyless ride
To nowhere.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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I have to experience all the ghastly, bottomless depths for life for myself; it's for that reason that I went to war, and for that reason I volunteered.
Is It Then Yours?
do you hear me?
or am i throwing rocks
in a bottomless well?
must we wait on the wave,
that's long past due?
will the candle then light itself?
do trees remember leaves?
does history have a face?
is it then yours?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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What-nots
Life is not
a river;
love is
not a rose.
Grief is not
a bottomless well;
joy is
not a flower.
Wisdom is not
a pearl;
pain is
not a knife.
Strength is not
an oak tree;
fear is
not a color,
but all the world’s
a metaphor,
or so
it seems.
poem by Sonny Rainshine
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