Recycling
I drain you
Out as the
Sewage of
My life.
I bin you
Out as the
Garbage of
My life.
But the more
I keep trashing you,
You keep recycling
Into me as the tears
Through my eyes…
And the thoughts
In my mind, I so
Vehemently despise.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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When faced with the inevitable fatigue that comes with the recycling of speeches and the recycling of thoughts in a rather small stream of vortex, I am urged to not be ashamed of recycling.
quote by Barbara Amiel
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Municipal
"Why is my District death-rate low?"
Said Binks of Hezabad.
"Well, drains, and sewage-outfalls are
"My own peculiar fad.
"I learnt a lesson once, It ran
"Thus," quoth that most veracious man: --
It was an August evening and, in snowy garments clad,
I paid a round of visits in the lines of Hezabad;
When, presently, my Waler saw, and did not like at all,
A Commissariat elephant careering down the Mall.
I couldn't see he driver, and across my mind it rushed
That that Commissariat elephant had suddenly gone musth.
I didn't care to meet him, and I couldn't well get down,
So I let the Waler have it, and we headed for the town.
The buggy was a new one and, praise Dykes, it stood the strain,
Till he Waler jumped a bullock just above the City Drain;
And the next that I remember was a hurricane of squeals,
And the creature making toothpicks of my five-foot patent wheels.
He seemed to want the owner, so I fled, distraught with fear,
To the Main Drain sewage-outfall while he snorted in my ear --
Reached the four-foot drain-head safely and, in darkness and despair,
Felt the brute's proboscis fingering my terror-stiffened hair.
Heard it trumpet on my shoulder -- tried to crawl a little higher --
Found the Main Drain sewage outfall blocked, some eight feet up, with mire;
And, for twenty reeking minutes, Sir, my very marrow froze,
While the trunk was feeling blindly for a purchase on my toes!
It missed me by a fraction, but my hair was turning grey
Before they called the drivers up and dragged the brute away.
Then I sought the City Elders, and my words were very plain.
They flushed that four-foot drain-head and -- it never choked again!
You may hold with surface-drainage, and the sun-for-garbage cure,
Till you've been a periwinkle shrinking coyly up a sewer.
I believe in well-flushed culverts. . . .
This is why the death-rate's small;
And, if you don't believe me, get shikarred yourself. That's all.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Thinking
I think and think
and every single thought
comes into my mind
as if it were caught
in a spidery web
that sticks like glue
until that thought
is finally through.
Some thoughts are happy
and they are most welcome.
Some thoughts are sad
and then I'm overrun
with tears that fill my eyes
like a pool.
I cry out these thoughts,
my number one rule.
For to hold back my tears
and not let them flow
would drown my thinking
and where would they go?
Into a whirlpool
that circles around
making my demeanor
take me down?
No, I say.
Pick up your pen.
Write those thoughts
and say amen.
Read them aloud
for they're now on a page,
not trapped in my mind
like a bird in a cage.
Freedom, freedom
my mind is free.
Oh how rewarding
that can be.
Enjoy it I say
for it won't last long
for I think and I think
as my life moves along.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Victim to persecution
Then you talk a little more about your dreams,
How it involves your thought of rings,
a little more about your needs,
for i bit my tounge,
just for a feed,
for you drag me in the street,
ask me to forgive your mistakes,
put me in misery from your plea,
as i buckle from my knees,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
It's perjury on your arm,
that was put there by your soul,
your feeling sorry, for not achieving your goals,
tacking in your argument,
as you stated with your thought,
you bring me down,
and destroy my heart,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
Asking which way is out,
Asking which was not as hard,
Misdirected in your final mount,
as you shout,
cry your lungs out to stay afloat,
yet push me under,
strain to be felt,
pushing me down, holding my throat,
I started to feel the black,
and evil you call your safety boat,
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
toss in the rope, pull it tight,
you might be something,
but what was it like?
examining it close,
you cross your path,
just get it right,
asking for the sight,
to see your destination,
falling victim,
to persecution,
put on a trial,
to discover if your human,
for your life,
failing to corruption,
of your mind,
sorry about how you felt,
but do you know yourself?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes,
but what was it like?
It's slowly you drain my life,
It's slowly your evil consumes! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Matthew Boisjolie
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Drought
My tears my tears which water my mind
My tears my tears which make me strong
Tears of joy, tears of every kind
Tears of my sorrow, in my sorrowful song
Weeping tears never more
It is gone, it is gone my hearts manifestation
My tears, my tears my eyes adore
The tears of my soul, my only consolation
But never more, will my eyes leak
I can cry no more, for death did steal
The tears of me, forever dry and weak
My tears, my joy, my life's zeal…
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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What Will Be Will Be!
Its not just a song
Here is the real life
Never mind my friend the life is going on
The years are hurting us and passing by
Dough it's cold outside
And the darkness are all around
But the life is going on
The people are all around
It's christmas time
So keep your tears inside never show them out
No one will ever care
For the tears of your eyes
Take off your gloomy dresses and save your tears
Look the crowed outside the life is going on
Nobody deserves the tears of your heart
What will be, will be!
So let it be!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Killers Eyes
I see so little hope in you,
So much despair,
As I look in your eyes I wonder,
What thoughts linger there.
Life means nothing to you,
At least thats what they say,
But it doesnt mean that you have the right to take life away.
How were we to know what was going on inside your mind.
You never let it show what was going on behind
Those killers eyes
Killers eyes
Youve seen your picture in the paper.
Youre little sisters pinned it on the wall.
She thinks youre in some kind of movie.
Imagine her surprise when she saw you on the news.
Reporters came around and asked for interviews.
So little compassion, so icy cool.
They say you were a poor boy, you know that life can be cruel.
Hate builds up from childhood, your world was a slum
But you havent got the right to blow it to kingdom come
How could we know what it was like inside a killers mind
It never really showed, you kept the secret deep inside
Those killers eyes
Killers eyes
You say the world is full of bullshit,
So you kill just as you see fit.
They say that youre a fanatic with a mission.
We all go through hell in some kind of way,
Can you tell me what its like to be there every day?
When you were young you had a vision
Whyd you go and do a thing like that?
And now we see you on the television.
Imagine our surprise when we saw you on the news,
And reporters came around and asked for interviews.
I see so little hope in you,
So much despair,
As I look in your eyes I wonder,
What thoughts linger there.
Life means nothing to you,
At least thats what they say,
But it doesnt mean that you have the right to take life away.
When you were just a child
Youd hide away when other children cried
But how were we to know
These tears that flowed were from a killers eyes
I see so little hope in you,
So much despair,
As I look in your eyes I wonder,
What thoughts linger there.
Life means nothing to you,
At least thats what they say,
But it doesnt mean that you have the right to take life away.
Those killers eyes
See the whites of their eyes
Those killers eyes
See the whites of their eyes
song performed by by Kinks
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In the draft plan, we're looking at recycling 20 percent of our garbage by 2010.
quote by Michael E. Mann
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Yee Haw! A Country and Worse-than lyric
When I was a-dyin', lyin' on the sidewalk,
head split, blood 'n brains a-runnin' down the drain,
my life flashed backwards in my mind, just like they sez it does;
the dog came to life again; she came runnin' back;
the more I hit the liquor, the more the bottles filled;
laffed myself to death I did; laffin' like a drain...
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Despise
Despise!!!
Maze...psychopathic daze...i create this waste
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic
Ways...cant escape this place...i deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, lash out at all I despise
Handsonmyfaceoverbearingicantgetout
Lost...ran at my own cost...hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak...standing on my feet...listening incomplete
I am not a dog, but Im the one you dog
Handsonmyfaceoverbearingicantgetout
Never - ever - surrender - I want it all!
Never - ever - surrender - despise
My state of mind gets so one-sided
Despise!!!
Cut me - show me - enter - I am
Willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase?
Empathy, out of my way
I cant die
Never - ever - surrender - I want it all!
Never - ever - surrender - despise
My state of mind gets so one-sided
Despise!
song performed by by Slipknot
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Despise
What I really despise,
these tears I shed will never go away
the tears that fall, will remind me of my pain
the pain of loss is what I speak
the pain that made me fall to my knees
this pain is what I so despise but,
all I can do is to fall and cry
I lose my way,
to this never ending pain
I loss reason
to why she never came
the answers I come to will forever haunt
me
this pain of loss
is what truly makes me scream
this yelling person who is me
will forever continue to cry and scream
that’s why I hate to have these tears fall from my eyes
this nightmare of falling tears is what I really despise
February 19,2008
poem by Danielle White
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Ending of My Life
After what you said
I felt my heart break
As tears run down my face
You wrap your arms around me
You ask if im ok
I tell its ill be fine
When i got home that night
my life ended before my eyes
All my thoughts were filled with you
My life was death until you came
The only good thing in my life is you
To take that away will tear me apart
Its not ok, my heart is bleeding
My soul is breaking, my tears burning,
Im watching my life end, while i think about you
And the love you bring into my life
If your not here to shead some light
Ill meet death in the shadows
And the life i live will end
As quick as it began
poem by Kerrie Maurer
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Here's a good thing to do if you go to a party and you don't know anybody First, take out the garbage. Then go around and collect any extra garbage that people might have, like a crumpled-up napkin, and take that out too. Pretty soon people will want to meet the busy garbage guy.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Years ago, we all talked about recycling and not dumping things down your drain and all of that, but talking doesn't help much. Basically, it's going to have to be legislation because the impact is so huge and diversified.
quote by Ted Danson
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I Don't Need To Whisper
I don't need to whisper to my God
I don't need to whisper to my God
I don't need to whisper to my God
He is here besides me
And he is listening to what I have to say
Please let me win a little peace
Let me get out of this depression
Let me live again
Let me be myself again
It hurts me when I am not heard by others
I realize now that I can't always be the centre of attraction
Because
Others need to talk also
I shouldn't do all the talking
But I do
Even though
I bored them all with my talking
I am not perfect
You have to understand that God
There are things I need to change
I don't need any more distraction in my life
I don't need any more violence in my life
God do it for me now
Give me a good night rest
My mind is like a computer
Garbage out
Good thoughts in
There is plenty of misery in my life that you need to get rid of for me
I have to recognize the signs
I have to tell myself
I am angry
Give me peace of mind
Yes I carry the heaviest burdens on my shoulders
Somewhere I know love is waiting for me
Because I am
Holding back the tears
Imagine me being free from depression
What's going on inside my head?
I am calling for help
The sky is crying
God don't tear my clothes
God all it takes is a leap of faith
God take me to the river
I only have eyes for you God
God I am running out of lies to tell
God sugar spilled on the floor
What a mess it made
God hold me with your hand
God I need to use my imagination
God take it to the limit
I rather go blind
And not see the bad things I did
Because I am so ashamed of it God
How deep is the ocean God?
I'll be seeing you in my dreams
God in the morning the time seems to fly
It does me good
A good drink of water is all I need God
I have nobody else with me but you God
God you see my soul shining through
God I have to praise you like I should
God my friends stole the sun from my heart
God right here right now I am waiting for a miracle to come
God I need you so
My life would not be complete without you God
Oh God I need you so
That I could take my worries out of my mind
And feel free and at peace
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A Classical Thought
While the trees will give me the thoughts I need,
For the life of roses beneath the leaves,
There's a light for me and for everyone,
To repay the shadows of days and eves.
When the mind remembers the youth of life
And the countless seconds and hours and years,
There runs a stream from within our eyes-
Is a stream of ailing but shining tears.
The time of life begins and ends----
In an epic of thousands of pains and gains.
poem by Osama Waqar
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Heart Of Man (To My Daughter) 10/15/78
i looked into my daughters eyes
love and affection i could not hide.
while explaining to her what life meant to me
the tears started to roll very freely.
choked up with emotion that i could not stop
i told her what i struggled for and what i got.
the two most beautiful women in my life
my brown eyed daughter and my wife.
this is what part of life means to me
having my child and my family.
although at times i may not seem to care
for my thoughts may be elsewhere.
my ears may be deaf, and my mind far away
but my love is here to stay.
so when i hear GODS beckoning call
let it be said to one and all.
my indian spirit is with me, 'i will not fall'.
my body may die, but not my soul
for that is something that can't be put in a hole.
my body may die, but not my mind
for that will live throughout all time.
so my daughter, don't you despair
for i will always be right here.
and when you're feeling down and out
think of today and what we talked about.
let your thoughts run free and clear
and you'll feel my presence near.
' from one heart touching another.'
poem by Louis Rams
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My Tears for you!
When i try to forget
and again i am lying to me
So; my first Tears in Paris
are given to you!
When my thoughts, smilling, Oh! I am safe
and my soul dreams that is free but in chains she is
So, my second Tears in Paris
Claim to you!
When my heart is untrue to myself
i insist and believe in
So my third Tears in Paris
come to you!
When i am forced to see what really is
my chest a warning do So, just know
all my Tears of entire world
drain to you!
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Unbearable
The hardest thing to do
When convincing someone you are right,
Is removing the smell of sewage
Where you are insistant upon releasing
These 'revelations' and 'fresh' approaches.
Somehow your credibility will not be maintained!
Especially when the stench becomes unbearable...
And the garbage men have become your closest allies!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Thoughts Of Suicide
Here I sit and write this poem
Thinking of all I love and all I hate
Thoughts of suicide thinking its my fate
I think of all the times I used to laugh
And now I wish I'd just die
How did so much misery come in to my life
And now all I have are thoughts of suicide
Crying every night is not the way to live
Heck I'm still a kid
I should be out hanging with all my friends
But these thoughts of suicide haunt my head
Will they care when I am gone
When nothings left expect my thoughts
And this small poem telling everyone
I will be no more in about an hour
Don't try to save me
Just save your tears
Nothing can stop me
Because i have thoughts of suicide
Heres to the end my dear friend
I hope you live life through
This is the end to this girls life
And all her thoughts to boot
Nothing there but my thoughts my secret thoughts of suicide
poem by Danielle Arsuaga
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