Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly.
quote by Victor Hugo
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Deity
You want a deity?
Come
Pickup a stone or wood log
Have some sindur
Have some flowers
Have some agarbati
Light wick
Deity formed.
Worship it.
Your deity is
Ready to give you
What you want.
Pray before the deity
With heart and soul.
The deity never
Try to and never
Done anything
That would put loss.
It is you to decide
How far you believe
On your deity
How far you have
Trust on Him.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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In Flesh and Blood
Horizon ever rising,
Darkness and light ever coming,
The waves ever flowing,
Words I pen, they read,
Form of deity they see
In a cliff I stand,
Below, spreads the beauty
Of flowers and ugly
Scars pricked by vultures
On carcasses,
The good, the bad kisses
Me side by side, like ants
On fat, true, deity not I
Here I am flesh and blood.
Us, all, seek, in prayer,
Whitewash the ugly,
Wishing in, divine fruits.
In Flesh and blood I am.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Forever Tomorrow
beautiful yet ugly
the jellyfish stings until you die
ugly animals turn adorable
beautiful peace,
turns to dreadful hell
clean is made dirty
growing up is faster then ever here
sugar drops float and swim
molecules rush through the water
ugly old gray man monsters come to pray
life is just a hope
because the ribbons are here
ugly strings filled with beautiful nets
and the puffy disgusting mushroom looking things lurk too near us
beautiful and gorgeous when combined,
but ugly, deadly and disgusting when alone
poem by Lola Smith
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I Have No Place
I have no where to go and hide
The world has been torn apart and made wide
I have no face to reveal cruelty being inflicted
Divinity is shamed and faith is dissected
What is wrong with my appearance?
Lovely face and red cheeks by chance
Can no one take it as god gift at once?
Why at all outrage with beautiful flower with mad chase?
I am brought to disrespect and shame
Where do I cry and try to put the blame?
Who will listen to my woes and come to rescue?
Life is now in doldrums and needs honest review
Humanity is shamed for want of nothing
I am put to hell with no more soothing
Words don’t appeal me and frighten with cruel face
Is there any cause for me now to believe them in any case?
Who can help me to wake the soul?
That has been killed and witnessed by an owl
Night action performed with all form of nakedness
I could only cry to witness ugly scene of wickedness
I have no means to forgive them or condemn
As life may witness ugly turn and damn
I shall be pushed from wall to wall
Certainly a living hell to experience with fall
Nothing can be brought back now to normal
I am in deep shock and may now be crushed by windfall
I shall be hunted and vultures may be set for pounce of blood
What will be now open for me as reasonably good?
I know nothing about dark clouds
The words are spoken with fear and loud
I have nothing left in me to feel proud
Yet life can’t be thrown away and left out
I shall fight the world with positive aim
Ask for no mercy but certainly argue with no claim
Life can’t be ruined by vultures in open field
All females must unite and operate under shield
I may not be condemned as destitute or whore
But what else I can lead life for and explore?
There may be nothing good left in the store
As ladies may always be condemned for crying more
I need to expose the weakness of such elements
There may not be strong support with movements
Yet it has to be resisted with appeals and uprising
For lovely tomorrow and with lots more promising
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mirror, mirror in the hall
Mirror, mirror in the hall
Tell me I am as pretty as a doll
As you stand there by the wall
Why are you truthful to us all?
How about sweet white lies?
When I look at you and sigh
Or is vanity going to be my downfall
In you all I always see is my real image
Imprisoned in your crystal transparent cage
When will you set me free?
When will you let me be?
This is now becoming my daily outrage
Mirror, mirror in the hall
Why do you pretend?
Not to be my best friend?
How about sweet white lies?
Or a positive reply
When I ask you that simple question
Who is the prettiest of them all?
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Young, Dumb & Ugly
We're dangerous dudes, we got bad attitudes
Most of our brain cells are gone
We were born to be bad, you better not make us mad
Or we just might toilet paper your lawn
We got a reputation 'round these parts
We only leave a ten percent tip
Sometimes we don't return our shoping carts
Stay out of our way and don't you give us no lip
'cause we're young... dumb and ugly
That's what we are
We're so young... young, dumb and ugly
We wear black leather in the hottest weather
You can't imagine the smell
We got three-day stubble, our names spell trouble
T-r-u-b-e-l
Reaisin' hell, bendin' the rules just a little
We're livin' only for thrills
We squeeze our tooothpaste tubes from the middle
And wait until the last minute to pay our telephone bills
'cause we're young... dumb and ugly
You better believe it
We're young... young, dumb and ugly
I'll tell you again
We're so young... young, dumb and ugly
We're comin' to your town
Yeah, we're young... young, dumb and ugly
We're wild, reckless men, we're on a rampage again
We drive with just one hand on the wheel
Danger's in our soul, we're goin' out of control
Swimmin' right after a big heavy meal
We're there wherever trouble's starting
We're rebels without a clue
We drink milk right from the carton
And keep our library books 'till they're way overdue
'cause we're young... dumb and ugly
That's what we are
We're so young... young, dumb and ugly
You can't stop us
We're young... we're so young, dumb and ugly
Young, dumb & ugly
We're young... we're young, dumb and ugly
So ugly
Young... dumb... & ugly
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Each one somehow thrives.
Each deity has some devotees,
Some of whom might be well off,
and ascribe their getting fortunes
To the grace of that deity and feed it.
So every deity is fed; so is the priest
18.01.2003, Ariakkudi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Young, Dumb Ugly
Were dangerous dudes, we got bad attitudes
Most of our brain cells are gone
We were born to be bad, you better not make us mad
Or we just might toilet paper your lawn
We got a reputation round these parts
We only leave a ten percent tip
Sometimes we dont return our shoping carts
Stay out of our way and dont you give us no lip
cause were young... dumb and ugly
Thats what we are
Were so young... young, dumb and ugly
We wear black leather in the hottest weather
You cant imagine the smell
We got three-day stubble, our names spell trouble
T-r-u-b-e-l
Reaisin hell, bendin the rules just a little
Were livin only for thrills
We squeeze our tooothpaste tubes from the middle
And wait until the last minute to pay our telephone bills
cause were young... dumb and ugly
You better believe it
Were young... young, dumb and ugly
Ill tell you again
Were so young... young, dumb and ugly
Were comin to your town
Yeah, were young... young, dumb and ugly
Were wild, reckless men, were on a rampage again
We drive with just one hand on the wheel
Dangers in our soul, were goin out of control
Swimmin right after a big heavy meal
Were there wherever troubles starting
Were rebels without a clue
We drink milk right from the carton
And keep our library books till theyre way overdue
cause were young... dumb and ugly
Thats what we are
Were so young... young, dumb and ugly
You cant stop us
Were young... were so young, dumb and ugly
Young, dumb & ugly
Were young... were young, dumb and ugly
So ugly
Young... dumb... & ugly
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Planet Hell
Now, is this real?
Much too real
hell, planet hell
much too real
chemical weapons
burning citizens
body count rising
chaos
digital combat
ruin and debris
decomposed bodies
rancid, planet
hell, planet hell
much too real
deadly enemy
murderous machines
countless homicide
conflict
country vs. country
social anarchy
deconstruct order
anguish, planet
hell, dwell, die, why?
Planet in despair
paralysed with fear
frequent suicide
downfall
technical abuse
nature in decay
nuclear demise
outrage
Hell, dwell, die, why?
Hell, dwell, die...
song performed by by Voivod
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Ugly Moods
Correction!
I did not say you were ugly.
Not in a physical way.
I meant you had ugly moments.
And you seem to bring them,
With you everyday.
No one denies,
You have looks for the eyes.
And if you kept your mouth shut sometimes...
You will find me more in your presence.
But it is your attitude,
That keeps me distanced.
And right now you are not being pleasant.
This is not the 'essence' I expected.
I am honest like that.
Do you want me to lie?
I did not say you were ugly.
You do have ugly moods.
And I can get very ugly myself...
That is how I recognize
That 'thing' I despise,
In you!
I do.
And two like us sharing that ugliness,
Do not need to be in the same room to feud.
I do not have to prove,
I can get uglier than you!
Even though that would be a challenge.
When you get through being so ugly...
Without your lips hanging down,
That's when I will come back around!
Have a good day!
Right now...
That is all I wish to you to say!
And yes...
You can be,
Very disagreeable and quite ugly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hollywood
A suburb of Los Angeles, California
Very famous for the motion-picture industry it seems.
I hear they are searching a new actor for an ugly role.
Suddenly I sent one of my old photographs with a resume.
And I got a prompt reply; 'Sorry Sir, you are too ugly for the role.
But anyway we decided to hang your photograph in our studio for future references.'
I responded, 'Thank you very much for your kindness Sir.
And I hope you give me a King's role very soon.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Pretty On The Inside
Slut-kiss girls wont you promise her smack
Is she pretty on the inside
Is she pretty from the back
Slut-kiss girl wont you water her back
Is she pretty on the inside
Baby pretty from the back
Slut-kiss girl well have some rot black strap
Is she ugly on the inside
Baby ugly ugly from the back
My pretty power my pretty power
My pretty power my ugly
Slut-kiss girls wont you promise her smack
Is she pretty on the inside
Is she ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly
Bad boy
Rows and rows of angel hair
And ice cream pencils baby do they care
And fibre yah glass where is she powered that way
Blues and shoes but this isnt ugly
Yah where is it a marriage in a wheel
Will to calls that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone so so many things
Wow hey I made it down
I I i I made it mosh in everyone acid hair
Acid stars youre getting there
Is she high that way
But now its just another show
Your living life as ready go
Its all its all a doll no a doll
Give me a shelf of a whore
Yah now my friends are ugly strange
They shake their heads man
They gave us a trap well
Well send this love as
Rearrange of who of
Baby I lie with pictures now
From riddle love and streets of gold
He says he reach of a candy heart of
I really love it I really dont know
I really dont know I really dont know
I really dont know like I used to live
Yah berry parts and I wow what was it
song performed by by Hole
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No Reply At All
Talk to me, you never talk to me.
Ooh, it seems that I can speak.
But I can hear my voice shouting out.
But theres no reply at all.
Look at me, you never look at me,
Ooh, Ive been sitting, staring, seems so long.
But youre looking through me
Like I wasnt here at all.
No reply, theres no reply at all.
Dance with me, you never dance with me.
Ooh, it seems that I can move,
Im close to you, close as I can get.
Yet theres no reply at all,
Theres no reply at all.
I get the feeling youre tryin to tell me,
Is there something that I should know?
What excuse are you tryin to sell me?
Should I be reading stop or go, I dont know.
Be with me, seems youre never here with me,
Ooh, Ive been trying to get over there.
Ah, but its out of my reach.
And theres no reply at all.
Theres no reply at all.
I get the feeling youre trying to tell me;
Is there something that I should know?
What excuse are you trying to sell me?
Should I be reading stop or go, I dont know.
Maybe deep down inside,
Im trying for no one else but me.
Too stubborn to say, the buck stops here.
Its not the one youre looking for.
But, maybe deep down inside,
Im lying to no one else but me.
Oh but my back is up.
Im on my guard - with all the exits sealed.
Listen to me, you never listen to me,
Ooh, and it seems theres no way out,
Ive been trying, but we cannot connect,
And theres no reply at all,
Theres no reply at all,
Theres no reply at all,
No reply at all.
Is anybody listening - oh oh,
No reply at all...
song performed by by Genesis
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Your Lucky Day In Hell
Mama grapped onto the milkman's hand
And then she finally gave birth
Years go by still i don't know
Who shall inherit this earth
And no one will know my name until it's on a stone
This could be your lucky day in hell
Never know who it might be at your doorbell
This could be your lucky day in hell
Waking up with an ugly face
Winston churchhill in drag
Looking for a new maternal embrace
Another tired old gag
Am i just a walking bag of chewed up dust and bones
This could be your lucky day in hell
Never know who it might be at your doorbell
This could be your lucky day in hell
Father theresa you can't make me into you
I never wanna be like you
Why can't you see it's me
You know it's time to let me go
This could be your lucky day in hell
Never know who it might be at your doorbell
This could be your lucky day in hell
song performed by by Eels
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Grooming makes one pleasing.
An ass is ugly, not for his nose.
He is lazy unlike the horse.
A crow is ugly, not for his black
But for his voice, unlike the koel’s.
An eagle is ugly, not for his beak,
But for his menace, unlike the parrot.
No matter how you are made,
You can make yourself lovable.
19.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Deity
Eyes open
Empty as halos
He comes for me
Deity
Help- whats the matter?
Looking for someone?
He comforts me
Deity
Resurrection
Coming in stereo
If you say so
He comes for me
Lets pray
To tv divinity
He covets me
Deity
Resurrection
Coming in stereo
If you say so
Deity
Resurrection
Coming in stereo
If you say so
song performed by by Ministry
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Fortune Smiles
Fortune smiles, cry holiday,
Dimples on her cheeks do dwell,
Fortune frowns, cry welladay,
Her love is heaven, her hate is hell:
Since heaven and hell obey her power,
Tremble when her eyes do lour,
Since heaven and hell her power obey,
When she smiles, cry holiday.
Holiday with joy we cry
And bend, and bend and merrily,
Sing Hymns to Fortune's deity,
Sing Hymns to Fortune's deity.
Let us sing, merrily, merrily, merrily,
With our song let heaven resound,
Fortune's hands our heads have crown'd,
Let us sing merrily, merrily, merrily.
poem by Thomas Dekker
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There Is A Poem Of Outrage And Sorrow
THERE IS A POEM OF OUTRAGE AND SORROW
There is a poem of outrage and sorrow I cannot write in a strong enough way-
It concerns the injustice of allowing murderers to go free-
It concerns the additional hurt and pain given to families
Who have had their loved ones cruelly taken from them-
It concerns one person I knew and deeply cared for
Burned to death-
A kind quiet man
Whose murderer will now go free-
There is a poem of outrage and sorrow I cannot write in a strong enough way-
It concerns a country so concerned with saving one life
That they risk the lives of many to do this
A country too compassionate
And an enemy so evil it sings and celebrates the deaths of children-
There is a poem of outrage and sorrow I cannot write in a strong enough way-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Between Man And Man!
the most heroic of men
expose themselves to the outrage,
and the ugly edge of indifference...
without a thought
for their own well being,
risk it all to bring about change.
not bound by the morality
of the fearful self-indulgent,
they open the wound
of their own failures and mistakes....
and so find the strength
to become fully human....
and so renew the bond
between man and man!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace! What Do Tears Avail?
PEACE! what do tears avail?
She lies all dumb and pale,
And from her eye
The spirit of lovely life is fading,
And she must die!
Why looks the lover wroth? the friend upbraiding?
Reply, reply!
Hath she not dwelt too long
’Midst pain, and grief, and wrong?
Then, why not die?
Why suffer again her doom of sorrow,
And hopeless lie?
Why nurse the trembling dream until to-morrow?
Reply, reply!
Death! Take her to thine arms,
In all her stainless charms,
And with her fly
To heavenly haunts, where, clad in brightness,
The Angels lie.
Wilt bear her there, O Death! in all her whiteness?
Reply, reply!
poem by Barry Cornwall
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