I am a human being
If I say I am handsome with charm and grace
Tall and dark with the most brilliant eyes and face
You will not believe
If I say I am the ugly of the ugliest
You may believe in
If I say I have an unbelievable potentiality
I can do a havoc in the field of poetry
You will not believe
If I say I am the dull of the dullest
You may believe in
If I say I have a strong character of honesty
I have a heart full of kindness and mercy
You will not believe
But if I say I am the cruel of the cruelest
You may believe in
If I say I have a fair mind unbiased clean
A soul as white as a paper unwritten
You will not believe
If I say I am the lousy crook of the crook est
You may believe in.
If I say I am the most marginalized
The most deprived, the most victimized
You will not believe
If I say I am a servant, a slave, born to serve
You may believe in.
If I say I am different, uncommon
I have different attitude and opinion
You will not believe
If I say I am the dissident of the most dissident
You may believe in.
If I say I am a human being
I have a wish and a desire,
To roam to fly to rise higher,
Need equality, justice and honor,
Some one to love and some one to care
Do you believe me?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Do you believe me? (ii)
If I say I am a king
You will not believe
If I say I am the poor of the poorest
You may believe in.
If I say I am handsome
Tall and dark
With two glittering eyes
You will not believe
If I say I am the ugly of the ugliest
You may believe in.
If I say I have unbelievable potentiality
I can do a havoc in the field of poetry
You will not believe
If I say I am the dullard, dull
You may believe in.
If I say I have a pot full of honey
I have a heart full of kindness and care
You will not believe
But if I say I am the cruel of the cruelest
You may believe in.
If I say I have a soft corner
And from the core of the heart I love you
Do you believe me?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Heart of a Boy
To Mrs. Guy Wyndham
The heart of a boy is full of light,
Naked of self, quite pure and clean,
No shadows lurk in it: it is bright
Where God Himself hath been.
I looked in a boy's heart and saw
How its desire was white desire,
Burning upward, as winds might draw
The flame of a candle higher.
What was the heart's desire that burned
Like a white candle stirred in a breeze?
Power or glory or honour earned?
Love that is more than these?
The heart of a boy has but one goal.
The flying Danger smiles as she flies,
Makes her own of him, heart and soul,
With the lure of her lovely eyes.
The boy's heart now is set on a star,
A sword for the weak against the strong,
A young knight riding forth to the War
Who dies to right the wrong.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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I Am The Most Marginalized
I am,
The most marginalized
The most obscure
Though I am the king
Of my heart pure
Live in a place
Poor of the poorest
What will you do,
With my photo and face?
I my self dislike most
I have a life most deprived
Though I am the king
Of my mind diamond
What will you do,
With my thoughts and ideas
My self I have no clue
I am the most cornered
Though I write poetry
People do not care
As I have low birth
And Cursed destiny!
I am most neglected
Though I have a soul
As pure as rose
No one cares to love
As I have no fortune
And a good physique
Every one hates to give a look
What a life! WHAT a bad luck!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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When Poetry...
when poetry stings
there's someone who smiles
from the cadences of infused passion
to the rhythm of a gyrating emotion
when poetry rings
there's someone who sings
from the rhyme that often burst forth
to the brilliant lights that soulful thought
when poetry peals
there's someone who flutes
the words that hangs on a harp
there's someone playing the music
of the soul...
if poetry be your passion play on
please don't stop
if poetry be your fire
please burn on in desire
if poetry be your height
please rise on go on higher...
poem by Beibee Beibee
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Psalms In Poetry - Chapter 23
1 I lack nothing as Yahweh’s my Shepherd!
2 He lets me lie on grass meadows;
To tranquil streams, He leads me by
3 Restoring my spirit that’s low;
In paths of saving justice that
Befit His name, He guides me well.
4 I shall not fear even to walk
In ravines deep and dark as death,
For, You are at my side always;
Your staff and crook are there to soothe;
5 Before the eyes of all my foes,
You set my table well-prepared;
With oil, you anoint my head too;
My cup is full and overflows.
6 Your faithful love and kindness both
Pursue me every day in life;
I make my home in Yahweh’s house
For times to come – eternally!
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet XLVII: Read In My Face
Read in my face a volume of despairs,
The wailing Iliads of my tragic woe,
Drawn with my blood and printed with my cares
Wrought by her hand, that I have honor'd so.
Who, whilst I burn, she sings at my soul's wrack,
Looking aloft from turret of her pride;
There my soul's tyrant joys her in the sack
Of her own seat, whereof I made her guide.
There do these smokes that from affliction rise,
Serve as an incense to a cruel Dame;
A sacrifice thrice grateful to her eyes,
Because their power serve to exact the same.
Thus ruins she, to satisfy her will,
The Temple where her name was honor'd still.
poem by Samuel Daniel
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Pastourelle
The other day I went wandering
Without any companion
On my palfrey, thinking
To make a song,
When I heard—I don't know how—
Near a bush
The voice of the most beautiful child
That any man has ever seen;
And she was not a child,
For she was fifteen and a half years old.
I have never seen anyone
With such a noble face.
Laughing, I rode towards her
And made this speech:
'Beautiful one, tell me,
By God, what your name is.'
But she jumped up
With her crook:
'If you come any nearer,
You'll get a blow from this.
Sir, get away from here!
I don't care for a friend such as you,
And I'd rather choose
A more handsome one called Robin!'
When I saw that she was scared
So thoroughly
That she wouldn't look at me
Or give any other positive sign,
Then I began to think
How to make her
Fall in love with me
And change her mind.
I sat down on the ground beside her,
And the more I looked upon her bright face,
The more it fired my heart,
Which doubled my desire.
Then I took upon myself to ask her,
In the most beautiful terms,
To look at me
And give me a different expression.
She started to cry
And said thus:
'I cannot look at you;
I don't even know what you're after.'
I leant towards her, and told her:
'My beautiful one, by God, your mercy.'
She laughed and responded:
'You make folk scared.'
Then I took her up before me
And made straightaway
In the direction of a small, green wood.
Across the fields I saw
And heard calling out
Two shepherds amongst the wheat;
They came shouting
And raising a great cry.
And I accomplished nothing more than I have said.
I let her down and fled from there;
I didn't care for such folk.
poem by Thibaut de Champagne
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Machines Of Hate
Hey you! Wake up!
open your swollen eyes
Erosion invades your mind
A cancer that grows over time
Hey you! Rise up!
Rise to fight, eliminate
Burn your fuse to detonate
The human machines of hate
All these years they've tried to break you
To your knees
Anger scours right through your veins
Now it's time to put an end
To all the lies
Now it's time to take control
Of your life
Wake up! Rise up!
Open minds will dominate
Burn your fuse to detonate
The human machines of hate
All these years they've tried to break you
To your knees
Anger scours right through your veins
Now it's time to put an end
To all the lies
Now it's time to take control
Of your life life life life
Hypocrisy
You can't believe
Machines of hate
A disease that infiltrates
Persist for resistance
Resist their insolence
You are a dissident
Burn away conformity
Persist for resistance
Resist their insolence
You are a dissident
Burn away conformity
All these years they've tried to break you
To your knees
Anger scours right through your veins
Now it's time to put an end
To all the lies
Now it's time to take control
Of your life
They have tried to break you
They have tried to break you
They have tried to break you
They have tried to break you
song performed by by Fear Factory
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A real reflection
Why I looked so beautiful in mirror?
Was that indication of grave error?
Was the mirror so furious about my nature?
Was it unnatural for it to forecast my future?
People used to call me as an ugly man
I was feeling so much shame as human
Was I the only one blessed with darkness on face?
Why God was kind enough to cause me embarrass?
“He ugly, where are you going” people used to tease
They seemed to get joy and feel so pleased
This was causing me pain and agony in mind
Why people behaved in different manner with posture so unkind?
No one looked at my kindness and generosity
I used to help poor and aged with simplicity
I never refused anybody and maintained amity
Many may come and console me on the condition of anonymity
I suffered severe setback in mind and most hated person
No one cared even to ask me for explanation and troubled without any reason
Was it to be taken as curse from almighty or consider it as living hell?
Nothing was going normal and time too was not proving very well
Why then mirror was deceiving its quality as true reflector?
Why was I forced to live in falsehood with wrong indicator?
If mirror was the real reflection then someone was playing game?
Who else were there answerable for the total mess and to be blamed?
I gathered the strength and again stood before the naked mirror
Why was I feeling so much agitated in mind with furor?
I saw the face with two eyes, mouth nose without any terror
Everything was there as expected to be in human without any censor
What small patches and black face had to do with my identity?
I stood there as human being with all parameters of entity
I tried to understand the difference between outer and inner look
I definitely out scores them as gentleman but did not label them as crook
I did not try to find any excuse to blame the human mentality
I could well define and understood the reason behind futility
Though I stood condemned in their eyes for being ugly and clumsy
So many painted me as noble human being and drew the picture rosy
Soon I was to prove both mirror and people very wrong in their concept
They were wholly not true to their character and correct
They were to discharge their function as true representative
Who were we on earth to judge His creation and prove insensitive?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Battles of Fairness
Fairness?
To honesty, fairness is Fair,
To sincerity, fairness is Accuracy,
To integrity, fairness is Absolute!
To the law, fairness is JUSTICE!
To dedicated public servant
FAIRNESS IS MORE THAN A SALARY,
MORE THAN TEARS, MORE THAN JUSTICE,
MORE THAN SWEAT, MORE THAN HONOR,
MORE THAN LOVE and
MORE THAN JUSTICE.
But to the twisted society
FAIRNESS is
BEYOND DOUBT
and BEYOND
QUESTION!
I have no doubt,
I have no question.
The gavel is yours.
But...
you can't stop me
remembering
December 10,2010.
poem by Susan T. Aparejo
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Forgive Me For....... Ever Being Born
Oh I'm sorry
yes I'm sorry
that you gave the world me
that you even bore me
an ugly face that would break all glass simultaneously
even the ugliest of beast hides
and the fiercest beast cringe
'what an ugly soul' they say
I'm sorry
yes I'm sorry
that you ever bore me
its okay
you can hit me
mark me
you cant make my soul any uglier then it already is
yes I'm sorry
that you ever bore me
saw my horrendous face and soul
yes I'm sorry,
I am so sorry
forgive me for ever being born mother and father
poem by Alizia Sampson
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Higher Ground
Walk me over this situation
Let the suns light warm my face
Once again the times are changing
Once again Ive lost my way
While the words of acient poets
Fall like dust upon my shoes
Greed has grabbed me of my vision
Turned my heart from higher truths
So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe, in honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground
I have walked too long in darkness
I have walked too long alone
Blindy clutching fist of diamonds
That I found were only stones
I would trade the wealth of ages
For a warmer hand to hold
Though the path of life is narrow
But it leads the streets of gold
So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe, in honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground
In this world we move through shadows
Never sure of what we see
While the truth abides between us
Come and share the truth with me
So take my hand and lift me higher
Be my love and my desire
Hold me safe in honor bound
Take my heart to higher ground
Ooh, ooh
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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The dissident does not operate in the realm of genuine power at all. He is not seeking power. He has no desire for office and does not gather votes. He does not attempt to charm the public, he offers nothing and promises nothing. He can offer, if anything, only his own skin — and he offers it solely because he has no other way of affirming the truth he stands for. His actions simply articulate his dignity as a citizen, regardless of the cost.
quote by Vaclav Havel
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Ugliest Man In Town
Handsome guys get girls that are pretty
Other guys make it cause they're clever and witty
But the only love I ever got I got out of pity cause I'm the ugliest man in town
Yeah I drive down the street in a Roys Rolls car
Use hundred dollar bills when I light my cigar
But you know folks that really don't get you very far
When you're the ugliest man in town
There was a note on the doorstep where I was found
Is said this poor child weighs eleven pounds
So bring him up healthy and welthy and sound
Keep his back to the light don't let him turn around
Yeah all you women you're heartless and cold all you want is my silver and gold
Don't you know I've got a beautiful soul though I'm the ugliest man in town
Yeah I'm so ugly I gotta shave in the dark
The kids start to cry when I walk through the park
The clock stop tickin' and dogs start to bark whenever I come around
Oh oh oh I walk down the street the girls all hiss me
If I died tomorrow not one of them would miss me
Only reason they ball me is they can't stand to kiss me
I'm the ugliest man in town oh yeah the ugliest man in town
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Unwritten love
Heavenly music choral,
Floral
In my soul
Waking
Memories start to roll.
A film of life.
Dancing in the kitchen
With my mother on Christmas Eve.
Feelings like no other.
Unwritten love will weave.
Poetry
That unwritten music
Narrates.
While golden caresses
Wait at the gates.
Earthly tears then dissipate
To send rain for our thirst
Emotion's buds dispersed.
Beautiful music
Unwritten love
Heaven's lights kiss clouds above.
Then sun on our face
Pleasing to the eye.
Unwritten love
Drifts
Across an open sky.
Poetry unwritten music to our ears
A life of rhyme to wipe away the tears.
And though memories mime
We scribe our souvenirs.
Unwritten love
Sweet music from above.
Plays in our soul.
Like morning star
On Heaven's scroll.
poem by Kevin East
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Looking Dark
As the tree covered by his own bark,
The truest and invisible site of our character is 'dark'.
It also covers our life; more than light,
It remains with us even in bright; as shadow,
If it is not there than the life becomes a room without any door and window.
Born in dark, sleep in dark and
Death in dark; emotions also comes in dark......
That's true, we get the techniques to be sharp; only in dark.
What is dark?
It is the most hard mark of life,
Of its own type, and never get removed instead we sacrifice our life,
Because it is not worst or bad but it is the shed which always keep our self out from the worst,
Unless we become lost...
In this untidy world.
Dark has many kinds, it is what?
Answer revolves around the human's mind.
If it is dirty, on one could clean it.
Or if it is clean, everyone could seen; this dream.
Because when the dark becomes visible....
Than human its self got the power of double.....
So please try to see your own dark......
poem by Prateek Khard
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Ask for self and justify
I ventured to ask self and justify
It did not give me any reason to satisfy
I never attempted or tried to defy
I felt so remorseful and tried to cry
I felt from inner most soul
There must be something wrong or foul
How an outer beauty can have so much importance?
It created confusion in mind at once
I was praised with many words
They even added it was blessing from the lord
I had seen many people with ugly faces
They were liked by many and in very good race
It baffled me day and night
Was my assertion very right?
Did it really matter with pretty look?
Or was it gimmick played by crook?
There was some substance behind
I was in mood and desaparate to find
I wanted to go into depth and realize
It was for self consumption and oblige
It is logical with such things to arise
It is not altogether any surprise
It had existed even long before
In one or other way it may come to the fore
We are clever human being
We may not fall in line or simply sing
We will not be carried away simply
We have all the reason and to asses it amply
I stood before the mirror
There was absolutely no error
From every angle I looked handsome
Still the thoughts were proving troublesome
It was not bad at all to feel very strange
But some solution was to be found and managed
It was for personal satisfaction
I preferred strong answer and no inaction
It weighted in favor of argument
Not the outer look was real assessment
It had no meaning if you were cruel but handsome
It was not benefiting to any but only to some
People may move around you with selfish motives
This may include your friends and close relatives
It is clearly known that you are meant for something else
The impression created by them is totally false
It frightened with the logical conclusion
There remained no more confusion
People were living standard life with honor
They were being highly treated with beautiful flowers
It adds to the existing personality
If you are gifted with outer beauty
It will give you some additional respect
You will be highly respected for your noble act
If these facts are know to you?
It will prove later on very true
You will face no criticism for being impolite
You will be known by your quality and right
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tall, Dark Handsome Stranger
Im so tired of these men trying to
Impress me with nothing
The same old routine and the smooth
Fancy talking
Now I know and believe that I found
It for real
cos youre good and youre kind and
You care how I feel
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
Youre so beautiful
Ive been pushed Ive been pulled
Ive been put out and trod on
Just by taking my chances I finally
Caught on
When I see in your eyes all the love
Shining through
Im so glad I held out for somebody
Like you
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
Heaven must have sent you I know
Youre so good to me
I feel good with you
Id be such a fool to let you go
Theres something about you
I cant live without you
Ive had fast talking good looking men
At my door
Now Im a wiser woman than I was before
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
I had a tall dark handsome stranger
Ive had the devil in disguise
Ive been attracted to the danger
But I was never satisfied
And I know what I like
And I like what I see in your eyes
song performed by by Heart
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Think Visual
Productivity is getting higher and higher oh, oh, yeh
But profitability is getting tighter and tighter oh, oh, yeh
When you see our face in the market place we gotta clean cut image to keep
(the competition is getting tighter and tighter)
We gotta advertise, we gotta merchandise, ooh, oh, yeh
Flash those teeth
Competitions on the rise
Open those eyes better get computerised
Think visual, think visual, think visual
Think visual, think visual, show your personality
Marketing says we gotta merchandise
But economy says we gotta minimise huh -
We gotta budget to face and the marketplace is full of competition, competition
Think digital, synthisise, computerise, think visual
Productivity, marketability, higher and higher
Flash those teeth, open those eyes
Think visual, think visual
Flash those teeth, competitions on the rise
Open those eyes, better get computerised
Think visual, think visual, think visual
Think visual, think visual, push the button and see
Marketing say we gotta goal to chase
But economy says we gotta budget to face
Get your attitude straight, cos its all in your mind
And its never too late to get a new design
And if you wanna compete you gotta visualise
Flash those teeth, come on open those eyes
Think visual
song performed by by Kinks
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Do you believe me?
So many people
Bad or good you might have seen
But surely not me!
I'm unbelievable
You don't believe unbelievable
I really believe.
In you and me
The unbelievable potentiality
Do you believe me?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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