I've always had this deep and chronic sense of dissatisfaction.
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The manufacture of desire isn't at the heart - if it isn't absurd to speak of a heart - of the media torrent. Chronic dissatisfaction is at the heart of the matter.
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Change occurs in direct proportion to dissatisfaction, but dissatisfaction never changes.
quote by Douglas Horton
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The result of my searching
With a heavy heart
One deep night,
I was looking one thing,
Along with pent up feelings.
From deep to deeper
I went, more dissatisfaction crawl in!
More I went
From deeper to the deepest,
More the frustration crept in!
I kept facing
From darker to the darkest things!
The belief and faith
One by one failed
Bewildered and disgusted stood I
With a lot of pain have I to die?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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False Prestige!
Train journey,
Youth smokes unmindful of co-passengers,
False prestige!
Chain smoker,
Chronic cough,
Lung cancer!
Smokes umpteen cigarettes,
Spends huge income on spoiling health,
Myocardial infarction!
Chronic alcoholic,
Cirrhosis liver,
Loss of life!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Living With A Chronic Pain
Nobody understands or feels someone else's pain
Unless he or she faces a chronic pain
people with chronic pain are prisoner of pain jail
Using all possible solutions to break out, sometime they are pain free sometimes they fail
Pain is part of this life we like it or not
lucky people have less of it, others a lot
However, if I have to choose between pain and nothing I choose the pain
because pain at least reminds you, you are alive, but form nothing there is nothing to gain
poem by Sam Arjomandi
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Friend Of Mine
Are you feelin that your on the brink
Of spilling some red in the sink
It wasn't the easiest year
No I don't want you to go
Are the memories too hard to take
Rape is a word with a face
No I don't want you to go
You know I don't want you to go
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me here
All alone in a world with a chronic tear
I will always be here, I will always be here
I will always be here for you
We walked the promenade in the rain
With velcrow shoes and an ice cream stain
You've the only one who understands
Remember the place that direction you wake
And help save your generation
No I don't want you to go
You know we don't want you to go
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me here
All alone in a world with a chronic tear
I will always be here, I will always be here
I will always be here for you
Don't look back
The past is just that
We are We are We are We are
Awake
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me
I will always be here
I will always be here
Friend of mine stay alive
Don't you leave me here
All alone in a world with a chronic tear
I will always be here, I will always be here
I will always be here for you
song performed by by Eve 6
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My life
Open every door
Let my guards down
Now i'm free
I've got feelings deep inside
I never knew i had
You're my whisper
Your'e my cry
You're every feeling deep inside
You're my anger
You're my fear
You're my love, my heart, my dear
My life
I can sense a tingle down my spine
A sharpened taste of deep red wine
Cos what's the sense of being free
If you're not there to share with me
Every laugh and every cry
A thoughtful word
All truth, no lie
For you're forever in my heart
and that is all that matters
The end
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Deep
blank stare
disrepair
there's a big black hole gonna eat me up someday
(but) someday
fades away
like a memory - or a place that you'd rather be
some place
lost in space
an itch in my head that's telling me somewhere
somewhere
out there anywhere I don't care get me out of here
if I could feel
all the pins and the pricks
if you were real
I could take what's apart and put it all back together now
this will come true
help me get through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
all I can do
driving me through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
one track
got you on your back
your skin speaks up but you lips couldn't say it
right now I know somehow
we could take the chance and we could make it make it
right here make it all disappear
everything that we've been missing missing
you make me feel
like there's a part of me
that I want to get back again
make this come true
help me get through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
all I can do
pushing it through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
all I can do
driving on through
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
you're slipping through
I'm coming, too
into you
deep deep deep deep deep deep deep deep
we could become
two into one
leave this behind
over and done
everything new
I'm getting through
into you
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Obligated Not to Wait
It seems absolutely foolish,
To live one's life...
Feeling trapped,
By dissatisfaction.
It seems worse than slavery,
To be suited and tied...
With feelings one 'has' to do,
Instead of choosing what one wishes!
To be careened by others...
By a bombardment of career goals.
And then pushed to pursue one...
Completing restricted requirements,
Just to bite one's tongue...
When scolded by an incompetence,
Insisted by someone...
To do what 'is' and not another thing done!
Because of years in a field,
They have!
That same field,
One believed would yield,
Their undoubted happiness!
'What is this shhhh...? '
One quickly silences their trembling lips.
Knowing a 'pink' slip,
Would end their climb into a fall!
It seems absolutely foolish,
To live one's life...
Feeling trapped,
By this dissatisfaction.
To dropp this nonsense,
May require extreme sacrifice.
It may require,
Long and sleepless nights!
It may require,
A decision made...
To live a life one wishes and likes!
Even if one's closest friend,
Pretends they are not noticed...
As one recognizes they have driven by,
In a bright and just waxed Mercedes Benz!
Know this...
To live the life one likes and wishes,
May mean one might have to bite unwanted dust!
However...
That just might mean,
The life one has chosen for oneself...
And likes,
Although lean on social scenes with appearances...
May leave one feeling much siren and pleased,
Deeply breathing freely.
And obligated not to wait on no one...ever!
However...
If one is in question,
As to how to proceed?
And left to wonder...
What will that take,
Without breaking a back
To find that?
The hour has not come...
To be stupid or 'dumb'
For applying rash decisions.
One must be certain,
Any move like this taken...
Leaves one with at least six months paid rent.
Groceries and some common sense,
To avoid any deep trenches...
One might find climbing out of in shock and despair!
Remember...
I am an 'idealistic' writer of this!
And not a magician,
Who can fix any quick and stupid decisions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What is life?
What is life? This gives me a big problem!
What is life? More difficult to write in a poem!
What is life? Bewildered and confused me a lot.
What is life? How much you say it is short!
What is life? Different people have different opinion,
What is life? Among people nothing is common.
What is life? No one satisfied with the conception and definition!
What is life? Every one is leading a life of dissatisfaction!
What is life? A bottom of depth-less deep,
What is life? Who dares to fathom it?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Chronic disease! (A not so funny story)
An army Major visiting the sick army men, went to one soldier and asked, 'What's your problem, Soldier? '
'Chronic syphilis, Sir.'
'What treatment are you getting? '
'Five minutes with the wire brush each day.'
'What's your ambition? '
'To get back to the front, Sir.'
'Good man, ' said the Major.
He went to the next bed, 'What's your problem, Soldier? '
'Chronic piles, Sir.'
'What treatment are you getting? '
'Five minutes with the wire brush each day.'
'What's your ambition? '
'To get back to the front, Sir.'
'Good man, ' barked the Major.
He moved to the next bed where Santa was lying and asked, 'What's your problem, Soldier? '
'Chronic gum disease, Sir'
'What treatment are you getting? '
'Five minutes with the wire brush each day.'
'What's your ambition? '
'To get the wire brush before the other two, Sir! '
poem by Edwin Drood
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Deep
Every time I hear the sound of the rain
Beating on my roof again
I want to taste your love
And I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Every time I lift my eyes to the sky
Something in my heart asks why
I want to know the truth
And I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Like the footprints
Disappearing from the sand
I try to catch the thought
It slips right through my hand
And as the darkness
Throws its cloak upon the ground
I start to run to you
Ive got to take you down
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Every time I feel Im loosing my way
The power of your love remains
I want to touch your love
An I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
song performed by by Moody Blues
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The Root that Planted Deep
Deep
Deep
Don't run too deep
You may not find the way back home
What are you escaped from?
What you try to avoid
Till you hide in the deep deep forest?
Deep
Deep
Don't think too deep
You will drown in your darkest mind
What are you afraid for?
What you try to fight
Till you are losing where's up and down in deep deep ocean?
Deep
Deep
Don't look too deep
You are being allured by those beautiful eyes
What if the thing you called curse is bound you forever?
What if you finally see
The truth that lays behind the deep deep abbys?
Deep
Deep
Don't fall too deep
You will not be able to ignore it anymore
What will you do if it's going stronger?
What will happen to you
When it becomes the root that planted deep?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I think it's the broadest source of dissatisfaction amongst Republicans, out-of-control spending.
quote by Pat Toomey
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Job dissatisfaction is the number one factor in whether you survive your first heart attack.
quote by Anthony Robbins
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Senior Service
Chorus:
Senior service
Junior dissatisfaction
Its a breath you took too late
Its a death thats worse than fate
Senior service
Junior dissatisfaction
Though it may be second hand
Its by no means second rate
I want your neck
I want the seat that you sit at
I want your cheque
Because they told me I would get on
I wanna chop off your head and watch it roll into the basket
If you should drop dead tonight then they wont have to ask me twice
(chorus)
They took me in the office and they told me very carefully
The way that I could benefit from death and disability
(chorus)
I want your company car
I want your girlfriend and love
I want your place at the bar
Because theres always another man
To chop off your head and watch it roll into the basket
If you should drop dead tonight then they wont have to ask me twice
(chorus)
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Vampires
Warning: the thematic persona of this poem may offend some readers?
There exists
a certain class
comprising
preying people.
Who strive
emotionally
earnestly endeavour
to enlarge
personified problems.
Using optical illusions
to promote increase
strife awareness.
To stimulate
desired sympathy.
Dug in staunch
chronic sympathy seekers
sell a perverse mixture
comprising bullshit
chickenshit
fish boned gut
seaweed and fresh
horse manure.
Neglected apathetically
chronic sympathy seekers
do indeed ripen
copiously
unless lanced
with indigenous
frost flaming fortitude.
Being listless emotion leeches
sucking compassion
chronic sympathy seekers
tend to leave sought
languid victims drained.
Such spiritually void people
regularly sinuate schemes
to make common misfortune
magnified problems larger.
Carry poverty
with dignity.
No pretence
no attempt to hide.
Look it squarely
straight in sickly eye.
When faced with vigour
adversary will often flinch.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Art is basically made by dissatisfied people who are willing to find some means to relieve the dissatisfaction.
quote by John Chamberlain
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Sense
Sense
Which makes some sense
Other than nonsense
Supreme sense
Is civic sense.
Embedded with moral sense
Inject sense
In this universe
Oozing with nonsense.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Riot of the unintentional witness
We are all seeing what is happening to our brains
they lied to us, they promised what they couldn't maintain
they captivated our young spirits, manipulating our dreams
everything started at school, everything to overrate our self-esteem
We are all seeing what is happening and its consequences
we've been told us to speed up to catch the best vacancies
so now we do not recognise happiness and mercy
we live through social networks, we never ask is it fact or fancy?
'Sir you're playing a dangerous game
keeping this raw Vikingness contained
there will be big aftermaths!
Sword! sharpen! now! '
Oh come on! don't say you're an unintentional witness
where were you when they made you to believe you were a princess?
where were you? you and your chronic dissatisfaction?
you and your fears, your fucking mental masturbation?
you should be angry, you should not stoop to compromises
delegate to new generations is coward, no excuses
if you want to save yourself, react immediately
take a step beyond, give the future a possibility
'Sir you're playing a dangerous game
keeping this raw Vikingness contained
there will be big aftermaths!
Sword! sharpen! now! '
Sing a song of freedom, sing a song for being free soon
start from your roots and wait for the new moon
ride this rage and master your sorrows
try to change your point of view cause courage cannot be borrowed
this is your riot, the fairest right you've ever owned
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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