One thing above all gives charm to men's thoughts, and this is unrest. A mind that is not uneasy irritates and bores me.
quote by Anatole France
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Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn,
and moreover, my mother told me as a boy
'Ever to confess you're bored
means you have no
Inner Resources.'
I conclude now I have no
inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
Peoples bore me,
literature bores me, especially great literature,
Sandro bores me, with his plights & gripes
as bad as Achilles,
who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dream Song 14
Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn,
and moreover my mother told me as a boy
(repeatingly) 'Ever to confess you're bored
means you have no
Inner Resources.' I conclude now I have no
inner resources, because I am heavy bored.
Peoples bore me,
literature bores me, especially great literature,
Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes
as bad as achilles,
who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.
And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.
poem by John Berryman from The Dream Songs (1969)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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The Uneasy Psyche
Of the uneasy psyche,
I have longed to see my wife;
But love and disappointment had sent me into the bush.
Of the uneasy psyche,
This is the exploration of the infinite repercussions;
Like our actions against the finite possibilities!
Of the uneasy psyche,
I called and she was not at home;
Of the uneasy psyche,
I looked and i could not find her;
So i took up my pen into writing,
Like a fisherman with his net.
Of a written message with sensitivity and insight,
But do i have to stifle into memories? !
What uneasy psyche when,
I cannot find my wife;
Oh no! ! Who has seen her?
Please, don't let the habitual ennui shatter our love;
When you can easily put away the past.
Of our actions against the finite possibilities,
Of our hopes and dreams;
Like a fisherman's hope when he draws his net.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Thoughts Mind Soul Echoes
thoughts like children
scatter from our mind
thoughts were part of us?
thoughts came from us?
thoughts live beyond us?
thoughts outlive our lives?
thoughts mind soul echoes
haunting fragments of mind
light shines through prisms
separates into colour bands
thought trails sunset colours
spectrum ribbons thoughts
spiral into keen conceptions
meaning insight discriminates
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Words
Do you know how it torches,
When you throw the words of fire?
Do you know how it freezes a heart,
When you throw the words of ice?
Do you know how the thoughts swirl,
When you blow the words of storm?
Do you know how it irritates the eyes,
When you insult with the words of sands?
How nice it is to hear the words of breeze,
That cools hot mind and pacifies the palpitating heart!
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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An Uneasy Psyche
My mind is like an uneasy psyche and,
Uneasy is the head that wears the crown;
But my faith will lead me on always to achieve my goals.
Repercussions and reconciliations,
Stifled through my memories lies the crown;
But, who can remember the face of the past with habitual ennui?
Troubles get you down when there are no solutions,
For anger makes the weakest man a devastating puncher!
And, there is a price for everything in this life.
An uneasy psyche,
The strength of my hope in life to move on with my muse;
But nature called in and i have to obey the command!
And like the repercussions and the reconciliations in life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You live in the present and you eliminate things that don't matter. You don't carry the burden of the past. I'm not impressed by the past very much. The past bores me, to tell you the truth; it really bores me. I don't remember many movies and certainly not my own.
quote by Paulette Goddard
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Time Itself
Time has presented itself,
Rolling and naming the highest thoughts.
We are uneasy as to which thoughts are correct;
Why do thoughts arrive so highly?
The language of time is here,
We have the roads to all events.
There are holes to fill and findings to make
As you carry your share of time about.
Time is presentable and is leader of all substances.
poem by Naveed Akram
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When a man bores a woman, she complains. When a woman bores a man, he ignores her.
quote by Mason Cooley
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Frightened When Alone
Believe it or not...
I walk a path,
On a journey...
I have never taken before.
And I am not one to assume it will last,
On an everlasting tour.
I am sure about the process.
But the end result of it my mind ignores.
I have selected a direction,
That to me feels right.
And sometimes I admit,
I do get uneasy but with no thoughts to quit.
I am the type that often wishes,
To have someone to share my life with.
And so far I have not known,
What the meaning of that is.
And frightened when alone,
When I think about this
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Do My Best To Be Subjective
Why are you running,
As if your pace is hasted.
What's up with that?
'I've become too mainstream.
My philosophies I once argued,
Are finding acceptance.
And I do my best to be subjective.
To irritate and stir up unrest.'
But shouldn't you be pleased?
'Are you kidding?
Do you know how long it takes,
To establish personality with controversy?
To be pointed out as weird and strange.
Do you know what that does,
To someone with my creative range?
Do yah?
Those had been my attributes and claim to fame.
Now everybody is in on the act.
So I am running away to find a place,
Where I am free to present a strangeness that irritates.
I want those whispers and gossip about me back!
Here?
Here...
I don't even want to be a bag of chips.
Not the way my 'eccentricness' has been dismissed!
Do you know what I had to go through to pay for it?
No...
You don't have a clue!
And that's why I run the way I do.
I want to remain the trendsetter.
You know...
The pacemaker.
That subjective irritator! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hollow Wishes
I am without sleep...
Most times.
Not from an unrest,
I can not explain.
But from a creative process...
Absorbing my mind,
Where these thoughts are contained.
If I am not there to please your needs...
Know that my desires are there.
There is this 'thing' that takes hold of me.
And I become hypnotized,
Like a victim undeclared.
Know that I want to share with you,
I do.
But I am committed to gifts,
I can not ignore.
And the seriousness of this affliction...
I was born with and do adore.
Even though I am without sleep...
Most times.
At all times,
I am not without gratitude.
So forgive me if it seems,
You are not included...
In those dreams I must make real.
Please do not feel neglected.
I must reveal the me reflected.
And if I don't produce...
My life would be reduced,
To hollow wishes.
And those I can not validate...
Creatively enough to share,
As evidence of my presence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think aerobics are great, of course, but it just bores me out of my mind.
quote by Peter Steele
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Do You Have Any Thoughts About Me?
Do you have any thoughts about me?
And I want to know if the thoughts that you have about me
Are any good?
Do you mind sharing the thoughts about me?
What are the thoughts about me like?
Are the thoughts about me semtimental?
Are the thoughts about me very romantic?
Are the thoughts about me full of love?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Unobstructed...
one thing is fine
thoughts will always be thoughts
as boys will always be boys
naughty and
so innocent, one thing is finer with me
my thoughts have that fingers of light
writing its commands on some tablets of stone
a la Moses
whew!
don't care much, whatever it is, it comes, it comes,
unobstructed by style
words keep on walking, sounds of wailing, or
screams of joy, it does not really matter
thunder sounds, upon the mountains
lightning strikes upon my mind
i am awed, i am
saying, life is so interesting so beautiful
so unconsumed, am i.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dancehall
You could lose your mind
easier than you would like to think
your best friend could up and leave you
playing tricks and cold deceive you
standing there people stare
let down by your own mind
Day of appreciation
for ways your mind has not yet let you down
the truth is that we will all go
maybe five minutes after the show
you know you are a shooting star
a blazing flash then gone
Are we advancing
or a collapsing visionary
are we really here
are we imaginary
as my thoughts separates
into the many frayed parts
torn shattered bits
my mind falling apart
Are we advancing
or a collapsing visionary
are we really here
are we imaginary
as my thoughts separates
into the many frayed parts
torn shattered bits
my mind falling apart
What if there was such a thing
what if theres such a thing as dependence day
there's no self congratulation
just a day of appreciation
quietly humbly
for things that have not gone wrong
Imagine the frustration
of losing bearing of the simplest thing
so come with your best
and do your worst before
you cant remember what you came for
Are we advancing
or a collapsing visionary
are we really here
are we imaginary
as my thoughts separates
into the many frayed parts
torn shattered bits
my mind falling apart
Blazing out the mains
hungry flames consume all that I see
Are we advancing
or a collapsing visionary
are we really here
are we imaginary
as my thoughts separates
into the many frayed parts
torn shattered bits
my mind falling apart
Are we advancing
or a collapsing visionary
are we really here-ac
song performed by by 311
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Ooh, Ohh, Hey...
(hook)
Ill pay a penny for your thoughts
A nickel for your kiss, you know that I will
Ill pay a penny for your thoughts, yes I will
A nickel for your kiss, you know that I will (listen)
Listen honey baby, theres something that ive
Gotta make clear
You may have had other lovers in your life
That cant compare to whats going down here
I promise Ill be gentle, Im gonna give you all
That Ive got (got)
Dont say no, let your body go,
Ill do my thing nice and slow if you tell me your
Thoughts
(hook)
Ill pay a penny for your thoughts
A nickel for your kiss, you know that I will
Ill pay a penny for your thoughts, come on
Nickel for your kiss, you know that I will, I will
I will pay anything to know whats on your mind
I do whatever it takes, pretty baby
I will pay anything to know whats on your
Mind please tell me baby, I would pay anytime, tell me whats on your mind
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl I wanna work your body
Like your body was a (9) to (5)
And just when you think Im getting tired baby
Ill be putting in overtime
I only want to please you, to tease you is not my style
Just let me know when your ready for love
Girl you gotta make up your mind
Ill pay a penny for your thoughts
A nickel for your kiss, you know that I will
Ill pay a penny for your thoughts, yes I will
A nickel for your kiss, you know that I will
I will pay anything to know whats on your mind
I will pay anythign to know whats om your mind
I will pay anytime, tell me whats on your mind
I will pay anytime, tell me whats on your mind
Baby tell me, tell me baby
Whatever you want girl
Whatever you need lady
Ill be right there for you baby, yes I will
Ill pay a penny for your thoughts
A nickel for your kiss, I will
song performed by by Usher
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It's an extraordinary thing about Mozart is that you never tire of him... he never bores me, and he doesn't... not only bore me, that's too strong a word.
quote by Peter Shaffer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fear of my thoughts
You make me fear the thoughts in my brain
For the things I think
Of you
Thoughts which are't to be thought
Things which will never occur
I fear the thoughts in my mind
For they are things I long for
Things I know will never happen
Becasue you and I can't happen
I fear the thoughts inmy mind
because you are there every time
I can't visit my own mind
My own thoughts sadden me and enrich me with anger
Am angry atmelf
I fear my own thoughts
Just because it has what I want
Because I'm green with envy at it
Because you're there and not out here
I fear my own thoughts...
poem by Cannita Melius
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Weeping Child
I can’t see child weeping
Each day I wish for her nice keeping
All needs properly taken care off
Make all that I could for to get simple laugh
We all have good faith in Him
We are like good human beings in his team
Take care of his creations
Offer maximum love and raise no questions
We bear pain to our selves
But take care to see that child normally behaves
Offers us all the joy that we had dreamed
Little warmth in body as Sun ray has just beamed
Child can’t be put to unrest
We try to make her feel good and enjoy at best
How nicely we feel when child rides on our back?
Drive us nicely by gently kicking
My heart pains a little when hear a little cry
It raises many questions in mind, I don’t know why?
Yet sometimes my poverty comes on the way
That drives me uneasy and takes thoughts away
If hunger drives child to raise a cry
I simply curse self and feel very shy
I have child so lovely and beautiful
Yet I have to struggle hard and feel little shameful
I feel chanted when hands are extended
It makes my heart filled with joy and firmly bonded
May be this is day we all long for and pass
The beauty lies in child’ smile and carries distinct class
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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