Fear is a disease that eats away at logic and makes man inhuman.
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Logic suffers
Desire blurs the logic.
Passion wounds the logic.
Fear maims the logic.
Rage kills the logic.
They spring from instincts
To protect the self
And hence ignore the logic.
Logic is meant for the third person.
24.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fear
Fear exists
In every mind
Some fear death
Some fear life
There is fear all around
Some fear struggle
Some fear strife
The problem is their
Attitude
Fear does not solve
Problems
Fear does not give
Solution
Fear is an enemy
Which makes a person?
Weak and unsuccessful
Fear harms the health
Eats the wealth
It snatches the smile
Makes one cry
Help your self
Get rid of fear
Work hard
Try for the best
Think positive
Live life like
Never before
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Disease Of Conceit
Theres a whole lot of people suffering tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people struggling tonight with the disease of conceit
Comes right down the highway, straight down the line
Rips into your senses, through your body and your mind
Nothing about it thats sweet
The disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts shaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Steps into your room, eats into your soul
Over your senses you have no control
Aint nothing too discreet
About the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people dying tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people crying tonight from the disease of conceit
Comes right outta nowhere and youre down for the count
From the outside world the pressure will mount
Turn you into a piece of meat
The disease of conceit
Conceit is a disease but the doctors got no cure
They done a lot of research on it but what it is theyre still not sure
Theres a whole lot of people in trouble tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people seein double tonight from the disease of conceit
If your delusions of grandeur and an evil eye
Give you the idea that youre too good to die
Then they bury you from your head to your feet
From the disease of conceit
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Misery, the shadow of the light
Sorrow, fear and disease you cannot avoid.
To lose your mother or child is sorrow.
To face the people or the future is fear.
To decay to pests and accident is disease.
Sorrow: Learn to live with.
Fear: Learn to cope with.
Disease: Learn to bear with.
The end is certain, anyhow.
02.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fear Nothing But One
Fear Love for it will kill you both in such thrill
Makes you suffer when you're happy
Makes you perish when you're ill
Fear it for it makes you decide in such a deadly way
Makes you choose if you are for your happiness
Makes you decide to work or play
Fear Dark for it will blind you and always let you fall
Makes you fall without such judgment
Makes you cry in no such call
Fear it for it makes you clueless and not updated and aware
Makes you tremble without knowing
Makes you hardly even care
Fear Needles for it will bleed you and strike you in the eye
Makes you suffer bleeding hard
Makes you simply knowing you're alive
Fear it for it will simply have a permanent scar on your face
Makes you feel be wasted
Makes you wanted it to erase
Fear everything else but nothing beats them all but him
God sets the beginning of everything
God sets the end of everything
Fear him for he can do anything even impossible in the eye
God will make you face your fear
God will make you sigh
poem by Princess Bernadette Anillo
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The want of logic annoys. Too much logic bores. Life eludes logic, and everything that logic alone constructs remains artificial and forced.
quote by Andre Gide
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Emotional Food Chain
Anger eats Balanced
Balanced eats Confusion
Confusion eats Delight
Delight eats Exasperation
Exasperation eats Forgiveness
Forgiveness eats Grief
Grief eats Humor
Humor eats Isolation
Isolation eats Joy
Joy eats Knottiness
Knottiness eats Love
Love eats Moodiness
Moodiness eats Nicety
Nicety eats Outrage
Outrage eats Peace
Peace eats Quick-temperament
Quick-temperament eats Righteousness
Righteousness eats Stupidity
Stupidity eats Trust
Trust eats Unhappiness
Unhappiness eats Vitality
Vitality eats Weariness
Weariness eats X-citement
X-citement eats Yawn
Yawn eats Zest
Zest eats Anger
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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It's A Disease
Prejudice is a disease.
Unlike deadly viruses;
West Nile and S.A.R.S
Prejudice does not harm you.
Prejudice is an alcohol,
that brain-washes you.
Makes you think some people
deserve less than you
because they are different.
Just because their skin colour is different
Or because they dress differently.
Maybe because of their differences in religion
or because of their difference in sexuality.
The truth is,
Prejudice may not be able to harm you,
But it is the deadliest disease that ever entered our planet.
It is this disease that gets people murdered,
and then some thrown in jail.
It is this disease that starts gangs against people who are different.
And it is this disease that has our world in a problem today.
So whatever you do,
Never let this disease into your body
or else you life will be gone-forever.
Fears of a teenage mafioso
Fear of love,
Fear of pain,
Fear of the unforgiving cane,
Fear of lies,
Fear of sighs,
Fear of those distraught eyes,
Fear for the unknown,
Fear for the known,
Fear of everything combined,
Fear is what makes me blind,
Fear is what makes me think,
and act in blind accordance,
Hindering the world around me,
Hence, My Fear of myself
Fear is when you run away,
Fear is when you’re scared to love someone,
Fear is when the sky turns grey,
Fear of confusion,
Fear is like a dark blue ocean,
Fear won’t let me escape
Fear mocks me, watching
Fear taunts me, waiting
Fear of losing,
Fear you cannot see,
Fear dealt upon thee.
Fear of darkness and death,
Fear of a dead comrade,
Fear of a gun being cocked,
Fear of being endlessly stalked,
Fear of time,
Fear of all the crime,
Fear of the undesirable truth,
Fear for the good.
Fear for the sake of life,
Fear of the neighbors next door,
Fear of the secretive man in the subway,
Fear of the revolutionary uproar,
Fear is to not rejoice your living,
Fear for the sake of your life,
But to fear is to forsake it.
Fear is to have no hope in life,
Fear of the fear of fear,
We need no reason to fear,
For fear has no reason for itself.
I guess life is just like that,
To fear for no reason,
For to fear is not to reason,
But to reason is to fear.
To fear for the sake of fear,
Is fear for fear,
So let me think,
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
poem by David daveres
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Cinderella-syndrome
i have this disease, it
makes you think there
is happiness and that
there is no wrong done i the
world
it makes you belive that
you can be happy all the
time
that someome will take
you away from this hell hole
that your asleep and
just having a bad dream, and
that youll wake up and
everything will be perfect.
i have this disease
and its called
Cinderella-syndrom.
poem by Phoenix Keesie
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Overcome It
To overcome a disease is exploration,
Climbing the ladder as if to fall.
Some of the day is spent in disasters,
What will you say? What is the matter?
My spectrum of thought cannot take,
The logic of ill-health is banished.
Such pure worry, so beautiful the love,
Often they love, often they parry the blows.
Festivals of complete joy are again,
The disease takes over your soul, and it stings.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Talent Fights Talent, Ego Fights Ego
God is supreme, creation of people! !
Supreme people create god supreme!
Where is the beginning and end of the logic?
Mind breaks, in heart fear creates!
Does supreme man create mind, heart and fear?
Spontaneous, natural and automatic! !
Talent breaks talent, logic devours logic!
One talent creates the dyke
How to demolish it, is busy working mine
Everything is within the mind, nothing is out side it!
People is the supreme, you say the truth!
I am the supreme working to make it untruth.
Really! really! things are spontaneous, natural and automatic!
Ego fights ego, talent fights talent, logic devours logic!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Day The World Went Away
Id listen to the words hed say
But in his voice I heard decay
The plastic face forced to portray
All the insides left cold and gray
There is a place that still remains
It eats the fear it eats the pain
The sweetest price hell have to pay
The day the whole world went away
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Rain
The logic of rain
Is that when it comes it makes
And always makes the road wet.
Can the rain be illogical at any time?
Can the road also conspire? So that
When it rains the road would have its way
Of not getting wet, and you are somehow
Confused
And reason out that this cannot be true
And that logic
Will always be faithful to you.
Beware. The time comes when the road
Deceives you. It deceived you once, and I can
Deceive you some more
You always walked on it
With a raincoat
When the rain came
The road hid
In the flood of your asphyxiated mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I want to draw you tight against me
I look away in the direction
where my longing lies
and now wish to be busy
travelling to you
and that something could heal this fear
since the being away eats,
eats like a cancer
and so eagerly I want to be
part of you, read feelings
experiences, joy and even pain
in your eyes
and the when the darkness folds in on you,
fold my arms around you
and I want to draw you tight against me
and lock out
the world and its things.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Krishna's Meal
Kanha eats in Yasoda's lap.
some he eats, some he drops,
as the ladies of Nandgaon watch,
some he eats and some he puts
in Nanda's mouth,
this joy is beyound recount.
some he eats, some gives to gopas,
butter in his hands, curd in doniyas.
The joy of Yasoda
the three worlds cannot account.
the meal is over, Kanha washes,
for Sur the left-overs count.
poem by Sant Surdas
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Rust eats iron
Rust eats iron.
Separation from wife
eats husband
Contempt by kith and kins
And serving evil master
Eats body by burning silently
Corroding heart and soul body
from within.
Rust eats iron.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Fear of...
Fear of one thing
Fear of many things
Fear of winning nothing, but just losing
Fear of life and what is called death
Fear of being too happy, only to get hurt again
Fear of something becoming nothing
Fear of losing something of much value
Fear of love becoming hate
Fear of being liked or disliked, is of the same
Fear of misunderstanding what is understood by others
Fear is of many things
But what makes fear?
~IP23
poem by Iron Panda 23
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Disease
Feels like you made a mistake
You made somebodys heart break
But now I have to let you go
I have to let you go
You left a stain
On every one of my good days
But I am stronger than you know
I have to let you go
No ones ever turned you over
No ones tried
To ever let you down,
Beautiful girl
Bless your heart
I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I cant live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it
Dont pay no attention to me
I got a disease
Feels like youre making a mess
Youre hell on wheels in a black dress
You drove me to the fire
And left me there to burn
Every little thing you do is tragic
All my life, oh was magic
Beautiful girl
I cant breathe
I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I cant live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it
Dont pay no attention to me
I got a disease
I think that Im sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be, be strong
Keep telling myself it that wont take long till
Im free of my disease
Yeah well free of my disease
Free of my disease
I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I cant live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from it
Dont pay no attention to me
I got a disease
I think that Im sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be, be strong
Keep telling myself it that wont take long till
Im free of my disease
Yeah well free of my disease
Free of my disease
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Who Gave you Inhuman Rights?
Who gave the inhuman rights
to the SriLankan army
to sever the heads of innocent boys
and set fire to the heaps of their corpses
at Mullivaikal and other places?
Who gave the inhuman rights
to rip the limbs of children,
the womenfolk and the old
and litter everywhere
for the vultures to eat or to rot?
Who gave the inhuman rights
to rape the wives of
the surrendered rebels
before their very eyes,
torture and kill them all?
Who gave the inhuman rights
to some mindless nations
to supply chemical weapons
to the brutal army of Lanka
to wage a genocidal war?
Who gave the inhuman rights
to the shameless soldiers of Lanka
to maul and cut off the feeding breasts
and shoot at the sacred organs
of the women and the rebels?
Who gave the inhuman rights
to the morons born to strumpets,
to shut the women and girls
in fenced-camps, starve
and lure them with food packets?
Who gave the inhuman rights
to drive out the ailing Tamils
from their traditional lands
and colonise with roguish monks
and Sinhalese convicts and goons?
Who can deny rights to Tamils elsewhere
to wage a war against these criminals
when the UNO is blind to these violations,
as some vested interests and bigots
have a stake in this blood-stained soil?
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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