An Inspiration
From the deep recesses of mind
emerges a stimulation
that necessitates a defined
sudden, high-level invention.
Once imagined its stay is brief
and must be dealt with before lost
to distraction. I would as lief
act on its potential than toss
it on an unheeding scrapheap.
Each notion is temporary
and must be exploited to reap
whatever essence there might be
notwithstanding it goes to seed
or an idea that succeeds.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Within The Recesses Of Our Mind
Deep within the recesses of our mind
are little pockets
that store the essence of our time.
On odd occasions,
they unlock their barrier
and set some of our time free.
Things of what we’ve half-forgotten,
voices that we’ve heard from long ago,
love we’ve had and lost.
Times we wanted to remember,
but were lost from our memory
that have been stored
deep within the recesses of our mind.
11 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Explore your potential and earn the heart of the world
Village mud road
Afternoon and the hot sun
A buffalo in its own slow pace
On its back a half naked boy
Sweat droplets twinkling
Seated and enjoying a mango
Making all efforts to extract
The entire flesh upto the seed
A clean and white seed
Now in his hand
Aiming to hit a crow
Sitting on a milestone
Innocently glancing left and right
Threw the seed at his full speed
Thank God, the crow flew unhurt
The seed finding its way
To a mud-ridden drain
With its drowning deep
Bubbles appearing
Pronouncing the end of
A mango fruit
But it was only a beginning
The seed fighting all odds
Sprouted establishing
In the stinking waste water drain
Growing steadily
To a sapling first
Then to a big tree
Now standing tall
With branches in all directions
Bearing sweet fruits
Now being exported and
Earning foreign exchange
Apparently a useless seed
Had this potential
Which when rightly exploited
Earned global recognition
Explore your potential and
Earn the heart of the world
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks Can You Find For Me
Someone Strong And Sweet Fitting On My Knee
She Can Keep Her Job If She Gets It Wrong
Ah, But Mister Marks I Won't Need Her Long
All I Need Is Help For A Little While
We Can Take Dictation And Learn To Smile
And A Temporary Secretary Is What I Need For To Do The Job
I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks Could You Send Her Quick
'Cause My Regular Has Been Getting Sick
I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Mister Marks I Can Pay Her Well
If She Comes Along And Can Stay A Spell
I Will Promise Now That I'll Treat Her Right
And Will Rarely Keep Her 'Til Late At Night
I Need A ..
She Can Be A Belly Dancer
I Don't Need A Need Romancer
She Can Be A Diplomat
But I Don't Need A Girl Like That
She Can Be A Neurosurgeon
If She's Doin' Nothing' Urgent
What I Need's A Temporary, Temporary Secretary
I Need A, I Need A
Temporary Secretary. Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary
Now Mister Marks When I Send Her Back
Will You Please Make Sure She Stays On The Right Track
Spoken: Well I Know How Hard It Is For Young Girls These Days In The Face Of Everything To Stay On
The Right Track
What I Need's A Temporary, Temporary Secretary
Temporary Secretary I Need A
Temporary Secretary, Temporary Secretary,
Temporary Secretary I Need A
Temporary Secretary. Temporary Secretary,
Temporary Secretary.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Logical Thoughts, Notions of an Idea
Thought is an animal with rage that's unmatched
fighting its way through a mind
biting its way from behind
Logic is the beast from an egg that had hatched
gnashing its teeth into something
bashing its feet for nothing
An idea is a drug for the helplessly stoned
making you high not knowing why
faking a lie and watching you die
A notion is a train ride to a far away home
finding its place and laying its waste
winding its taste into such sad disgrace
If this is all true.....
The animal with an idea is to be feared at all costs
and the beast with a notion naturally starts out to be lost
fighting and gnashing as much as they will
biting and bashing until both would be ill
Together they will ride this train and be high
relief on their faces and release a great sigh
for rage that's unmatched and an egg that had hatched
for the helplessly stoned in a far-away home
poem by Gregory Pickett
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Scrapheap City
Sung by: belle and the floosies
(as flashs empire is being dismantled piece by piece)
There aint no beauty
And there aint no style,
Theres no quality
And theres no purity.
Honours dead and buried
Because its unnecessary.
Look at all the people,
Why they all look the same.
Theyre walking to the factory
In their cloth caps and trilbies.
Theyve got no style,
Aint it a pity.
Theyre tearing old quality down
Without any pity,
Now theyre coming to take me away
To scrapheap city.
They say that good manners belong on a heap,
They say theyre outdated and theyre obsolete,
And now theyre coming to take me away
To scrapheap city.
Theres no quality
And there aint no style
Just miles and miles
Of scrapheap piles.
Theres no quality
And theres no purity.
Theyre digging up all of the flowers
Because they look pretty
And erecting identical concrete monstrosities.
Theyre killing off all of the animals too,
The only ones left are the ones in the zoo.
Now theyre coming to take me away
To scrapheap city.
Aint it a pity,
Scrapheap city.
song performed by by Kinks
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Just A Notion
Just a notion - that's all
Just a funny feeling deep inside
Aah, that you're out there waiting
You're not sure I'm alone
And you wonder if I'm occupied
Aah, so you're hesitating
Just a notion
That you'll be walking up to me in a while
And you smile and say: "Hello" and
We'll be dancing through the night
Knowing everything from there on must be right
Just a notion
But somehow I know I'm not wrong
There's something happening
And I just can't explain
If I try it's all in vain
Because it's
Just a notion - that's all
Just a feeling that you're watching me
Aah, every move I'm making
Am I reading your mind
'Cause it's almost like your touching me
Aah, there is no mistaking
Dancing through the night
Knowing everything from there on must be right
Just a notion
But somehow I know I'm not wrong
If it's our destiny
There's nothing we can do
And tonight is very special
It's the night for me and you
Just a notion - that's all
Just a funny feeling deep inside
Aah, that you're out there waiting
You're not sure I'm alone
And you wonder if I'm occupied
Aah, so you're hesitating
Just a notion - that's all
Just a funny feeling deep inside
song performed by by ABBA
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The Flood Has Lifted Up
The flood have lifted up, O lord
Down deep below sea level, New Orleans.
The mighty water came, O lord
Down deep below sea level, New Orleans.
God gonna trouble the waters, O lord
Down deep below sea level, New Orleans.
Many people lost homes and lives, O lord
Down deep below sea level, New Orleans.
poem by David E. Patton
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Illegal
I put my money on love again
At a hundred to one
I dealt my losing out
Ill just try til I win
Or see how close I can come
Oh it should be illegal
It gets me so high
I can fly like an eagle
Night after night
Ive known people who have thrown in the towel
Just cause theyve lost once or twice
But it takes a believer to put all this faith
In the toss of the dice
Oh it should be illegal
It gets me so high
I can fly like an eagle
Night after night
Oh it should be illegal
It gets me so high
I can fly like an eagle
Night after night
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Matters of The Heart
In
matters
of
the
heart
emotions
must
be
dealt
with.
It's
y ou and
I
no one
else
is
permitted.
If true
love
emerges
from
this.
respect
and
trust
must
come
into
play.
If not
this
relationship
will
cease
to be.
longings
and
desires
must
surface.
all
yesterdays
must be
dealt
with.
for
a
tomorrow
to
exist.
poem by Heather Burns
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That the potential to become Level 5 exists in you and me and the people we work with and that it is then a process or a journey to nurture that seed... in a culture by and large that doesn't reinforce it.
quote by James Collins
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Imagined
Imagined the world described as heaven
Imagined the world all is even
Imagined everywhere without evil
Imagined the absence of soldier only civil
Imagined a quest between good nature existence
Imagined people, place and body with no cause for defence
Imagined air, love, soul and all virtues show their face
Imagined the extinction of all the different race
Imagined we always praise him who live above
Imagined nature ruffs all calm like pure dove
Imagined that you are not imagining
But all this is happening
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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Seasons In The Abyss
Razors edge
Outlines the dead
Incisions in my head
Anticipation the stimulation
To kill the exhilaration
Close your eyes
Look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself
And let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
Close your eyes
And forget your name
Step outside yourself
And let your throughts drain
As you go insane... go insane
Inert flesh
A bloody tomb
A decorated splatter brightens the room
An execution a sadist ritual
Mad intervals of mind residuals
Close your eyes
Look deep in your soul
Step outside yourself
And let your mind go
Frozen eyes stare deep in your mind as you die
Close your eyes
And forget your name
Step outside yourself
And let your throughts drain
As you go insane... go insane
Innate seed
To watch you bleed
A demanding physical need
Desecrated eviscerated
Times prostrated
song performed by by Slayer from Seasons In The Abyss
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Truth and Lies
Is the truth beyond our lies,
Say what you want,
Watch what you say,
For our hidden lies, we must pay.
In the darkness of the night,
In the brightness of the day,
Truth and lies have gone astray.
Does your truth contain a lie?
Black as coal, the midnight sky.
Truth will shine,
It is the light,
To tell the truth,
With a soul so bright.
Is truth defined just in the mind?
In the Prince of Darkenss lies defined.
Love of the truth will scorn the Devil,
Our truth must stay at our highest level.
Of these shortcomings,
Are we aware?
That we speak of lies so unaware!
Every lie turns the truth aside,
Our secret truths, we sometimes hide.
poem by Philip Lore
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Rising
From a tribal mindset
To a politically conscious society
With rights and responsibilities
Defined is how this community will grow.
Being ethnocentric is not in the interest of any one
Except for keeping an identity and feeling of togetherness
The collective aim here is to advance in minds and spirit
From the basic humanism
To a conscious achievement of well defined objectives
We shall neither be the battle fields
Nor cannon fodder for global
Regional and local designs
Waziristan is our motherland
And carries to us the holiness of any sacred land
We some times must respect the wisdom of elders
And also some distinguished persons
Who are giving exposure to our youth
Both at the national level and international level
Poverty lack of education unemployment
Gender discrimination are just a few problems.
This community has all the potential
Of being a modern
Viable
Deeply cultural
And seeking to play its role
In modern civilized world
Islamabad
26/4/2010
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Piercing Music
Piercing notes attached to the ears
Reside in the inner recesses of the mind;
Once a spectacular moment is heard
The roof of the house is like a garden.
It elaborates and instigates a trial
For the bitter head, a solution to your ease.
When music is so sudden we seem to recline
And take control over the notes so orchestrated.
Let the ears be conditioned to the essence of thought
Engendered by the music we so love and admire
Like the chiming of church bells to celebrate the Lord.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet IX: As Other Men
As other men, so I myself do muse
Why in this sort I wrest invention so,
And why these giddy metaphors I use,
Leaving the path the greater part do go.
I will resolve you: I am lunatic,
And ever this in madmen you shall find,
What they last thought of when the brain grew sick
In most distraction they keep that in mind.
Thus talking idly in this bedlam fit,
Reason and I, you must conceive, are twain;
"Tis nine years now since first I lost my wit;
Bear with me then, though troubled be my brain.
With diet and correction men distraught
(Not too far past) may to their wits be brought.
poem by Michael Drayton
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The Seed And The Tree
Who can say for sure as to what came first: the seed or the tree?
If the seed came first where did it come from if not from the tree?
But then if the tree came first where did it come from except from a seed!
So then you'll have to re-ask again that question of the origin of the seed.
An endless circle with no logical conclusion soon appears
until one looks beyond the seed and the tree that it bears.
Although the seed comes from the tree and the tree from the seed
each one grows in the ground of mother Earth which both does feed.
The Earth is the womb of everything living and supports all we know
and then becomes the tomb back into which all forms one day must go.
The underlying essence of all nature is of consciousness-energy-intelligence
that includes and sustains all things despite our ever incessant belligerence.
Has anyone ever heard it said that God is in the form of the world
and so all within it carries a divine spark from which it has swirled.
God is the infinite eternal seed of all existence and can be experienced like this:
usually as an overwhelming love within us and as all power, knowledge and bliss.
So the seed and tree came from the Earth which itself has come from and exists in God
and to enquire where God has come from is useless if we haven't transcended this sod.
The limited mind of man has to merge into that unlimited universal mind of the Creator
only then can we know the original cause or final end of everything and of their Maker.
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Note:
This should remind one of the other similar paradox being that of 'the chicken and the egg'.
poem by George Krokos
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The Vested Interests
The institution exploited me.
The employer exploited me.
The doctors too exploited me
The lawyer is not of exception.
Spoilt by the vested interests,
I went worse than a prostitute.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My invention, (the motion picture camera), can be exploited... as a scientific curiosity, but apart from that it has no commercial value whatsoever.
quote by Auguste Lumiere
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A person with a new idea is a crank until the idea succeeds.
quote by Mark Twain
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