A man's subconscious self is not the ideal companion. It lurks for the greater part of his life in some dark den of its own, hidden away, and emerges only to taunt and deride and increase the misery of a miserable hour.
quote by P.G. Wodehouse
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Misery One O One
there is this philosophy
(and i assure you it is adopted by many
perhaps,
without their knowing it) that-
when we make ourselves miserable
people who are miserable
(and the majority is miserable
for quite long)
...will love you for it, since you are like a fallen angel
from up there
and here you are without wings and muddy and bruised
and very much like all of them
and now
with them.
they will love you for this misery
and since you have not really experienced true love
(since you feel that you are abandoned
and molested by whom, how do i know?)
you accept
love in misery
misery loving another misery
misery that seeks company
and here is company....
and so look at this paradox of you
(you do not deserve this, but you choose it just the same)
happy, so happy, in the midst of miserable people
wallowing in misery
the big house in the exclusive millionaire's row
where you once lived
waits for you
you can be there anytime you want
as you still immerse in that feigned misery
Misery 101.
They will give you a grade for that.
Have fun.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Man Is Foolish
The human mind works on three tiers
With upper, middle and lower levels
As the conscious mind, the subconscious
And the unconscious respectively.
While the conscious mind is voluntary,
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are autonomous and automatic.
The conscious mind is to one's awareness.
The subconscious colours the conscious mind
And the unconscious is independent.
Sexual overtone in the subconscious
Will impact the external behaviors.
The subconscious is the reservoir of
Lust, jealousy, fear, hatred and revenge.
Bitten by a dog, one is struck with fear,
Which lurks deep inside to fear any dog.
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are responsible for all the actions
Done impulsively or instinctively.
One is helpless to be not foolish.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The sun dosnt shine
No sun ever shines for me.
All I have is deep black clouds.
The sun is hidden somewhere.
Hidden along way not be found.
In the bleakness of deppression.
In my darkest hour.
I can see hell and black.
The sky is always grey.
So miserable and full of gloom.
Every day full of gloom.
Full of gloom and doom.
My sun dont shine its hidden.
Hidden far away.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Dark Companion
Another round for my dark companion (1)
The view from here is crouded now
My doppelganger smiles at me (2)
From across the room
I will wear only black and white
And hide in the alleys
On a saturday night
The endless prattle of politicians (3)
Rings in my ears
The rain makes my eyeliner run (4)
Another round for my dark companion
Another round for my dark companion
The great social issues mean less than nothing
To dimensional pests
On my tv screen
The view from here is crouded now
My doppelganger smiles at me
From across the room
Another round for my dark companion
Another round for my dark companion...
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Syzygy
I recognized you
In a dream, or was it you?
Could you possibly
Invade my subconscious mind,
Hidden underneath
The dark sheets of night and self?
Could you, more simply,
Be the shadow's projection—
Fascination when there is none?
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Affinity Matters
Fathers-in-law and daughters-in-law get along.
Mothers-in-law and sons-in-law get along.
Between them lurks no intense enmity,
From subconscious sexual affinity.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No society can surely be flourishing and happy, of which the far greater part of the members are poor and miserable.
quote by Adam Smith
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HOPE (Its The Light At The End Of The Tunnel)
After all the misery
That one often has
That plagues our lives
We drown all our sorrows
In addictions of life
We slowly pull away
From people who care
And walk alone
Without a care
We fight off imaginary
Monsters of the dark
We feed off of our own
Misery and plight
Then paths we trod
Have sickened our soul
We start to fight back
To regain our soul
Hour after hour
Day after day
We finally see hope
A new light
A new day
Then looking back
From danger you fled
You smile to your self
There's hope in the end
poem by Kaila George
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Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows i'm miserable now
I was looking for a job, and then i found a job
And heaven knows i'm miserable now
In my life
Why do i give valuable time
To people who don't care if i live or die ?
Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven knows i'm miserable now
I was looking for a job, and then i found a job
And heaven knows i'm miserable now
In my life
Oh, why do i give valuable time
To people who don't care if i live or die ?
What she asked of me at the end of the day
Caligula would have blushed
"oh, you've been in the house too long" she said
And i (naturally) fled
In my life
Why do i smile
At people who i'd much rather kick in the eye ?
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows i'm miserable now
"oh, you've been in the house too long" she said
And i (naturally) fled
In my life
Oh, why do i give valuable time
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The Misery Of Others
there is fun when one talks
about the misery of other people,
there is joy in the realization
that others' miseries are
far greater than yours,
there is this celebration
of lesser pains,
there is this misery in us
in not grieving for the misery
of those whom we have
not known so well,
those whose beatings of the
heart are slowing,
we do not think that we also
slowly die upon the death of
another
we have not seen such link
between our misery and theirs
it is the thin line that divides
the true man from the least of the
the animal kingdom
there is this comfort
that the worm cannot say anything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Im Only Happy When It Rains
Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when its complicated
And though I know you cant appreciate it
Im only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad, sad songs
Im only happy when it rains
I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didnt accidentally tell you that
Im only happy when it rains
Youll get the message by the time Im through
When I complain about me and you
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down
You can keep me company
As long as you dont care
Im only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession?
Im riding high upon a deep depression
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me ...
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Ghazal 119
I don't need
a companion who is
nasty sad and sour
the one who is
like a grave
dark depressing and bitter
a sweetheart is a mirror
a friend a delicious cake
it isn't worth spending
an hour with anyone else
a companion who is
in love only with the self
has five distinct characters
stone hearted
unsure of every step
lazy and disinterested
keeping a poisonous face
the more this companion waits around
the more bitter everything will get
just like a vinegar
getting more sour with time
enough is said about
sour and bitter faces
a heart filled with desire for
sweetness and tender souls
must not waste itself with unsavory matters
The greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not our circumstances.
quote by Martha Washington
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Butterfly-self-emerges
Caterpillar into cocoon retreats ‘n sleeps
Morphed butterfly-self struggles, emerges
Awakens into a nightmare, then she weeps
Altho is given flight, nectar ‘n sexual urges
“Greater consciousness brings greater vision”
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Sorrow and misery are part of life
Sorrow and misery are part of life
Without them no life survives
Man cries in misery
Money power doesn’t suffice
Waits for happiness to arrive
Value of happiness cannot be known
Without facing misery and sorrow
Contentment is the only solution to it
People remain happy throughout their life
Making contentment their way of life
They thank god for what he has given
Without cribbing what he hasn’t?
Accept life as it comes
Enjoy it on day to day basis
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The greater part of happiness or misery depends on our dispositions, not our circumstances.
quote by Martha Dandridge Custis Washington
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I've learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions and not on our circumstances.
quote by Martha Washington
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In a state therefore of great equality and virtue, where pure and simple manners prevailed, the increase of the human species would evidently be much greater than any increase that has been hitherto known.
quote by Thomas Malthus
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Beware the Devil
Beware the devil hidden from sight
In darkened shadows late at night
For Satan lurks, he lies in wait
For hapless souls to make mistakes
And when they do, all hope is gone
For the devil your soul will work upon
He will dissect your mind, chill your heart
Your dreams and wishes he will tear apart
Bleak thoughts he will place in your brain
He will weaken your body, cause you pain
With fiery flames he will corrupt your soul
And with his evil will take control
He will fit you out in colours dark
Alone in a place so bleak and stark
He will taunt you, twist you round
Till no trace of sanity can be found
There you will remain, weary and cold
As you shake with fear at what will unfold
Then Satan speaks with evil ire
Tempts you into hells own fire
Those shining flames flickering bright
Consume you into an endless night
Evil now reigns, and goodness is taken
A nightmare from which you will never awaken
So beware the devil hidden out of sight
In darkest shadows late at night
For Satan waits, his evil to spawn
Tread carefully, you have been warned!
poem by Sue Crocker
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The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live.
quote by Victor Hugo
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