Stone-men
The inert object exists
it cannot react to the world
there are stone-men so
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Object
You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object
song performed by by Cure
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It is clear that every immediate object of our senses both exists and is real in the primary meaning of these terms so long as we remain aware of the object.
quote by Charles D. Broad
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God Is Not Like The Sky
Sky is inert
God isn't
Sky is an object seen by all
God isn't
Sky changes colour and form too
As clouds move
God doesn't
Sky can be destroyed at the time of final dissolution
God cannot
Sky is extremely small in comparison
God contains the sky and all creations
Sky is a speck in His creation.
poem by Sumitra Das
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Sex Object
Yes! No!
Yes! No!
I don't want to be your sex object
Show some feeling and respect
I don't want to be your sex object
I've had enough and that's a fact
Yes! No!
Yes! No!
I don't want to be your sex object
You play your tricks they're just perfect
I don't want to be your sex object
You turn me on then you forget
No! Why? [sex]
No! Why? [sex]
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Yes! No!
Yes! No!
I don't want to be your sex object
You play your tricks they're just perfect
I don't want to be your sex object
I've had enough and that's a fact
[Spanish: No! Yes! Maybe Perhaps Yes]
No... si, si quieres
No... si, si quieres
Por que? No. Quizas.
Por que? No. A lo mejor.
Sex object
Sex object
No... si, si quieres
No... si, si quieres
Por que? No. Quizas.
Por que? No. A lo mejor.
No! Why? [sex]
No! Why? [sex]
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
[German?]
Sex object
Sex object
No! Why? [sex]
No! Why? [sex]
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Maybe, Perhaps, Yes!
Sex object
Sex object
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society, as a blazing meteor when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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The Wall!
Why persist?
Why do not you gave up after all?
Do you not see how this wall
that you try to fall apart
is brick and stone?
Stronger?
Oldest?
Do you think
that your torment, your pain
soften its contours?
Adorn your stone walls?
Do not you see that
is brick and stone?
Fall one day?
Just the sound it will do
Just like in Jericho!
Be Mute!
Be Inert!
Dead!
We thank you!
Leave Us !
Tears to shed
comes from fleeting moment!
But if water is strong,
violent stream
A river meeting the sea!
you reveal the way for us
And when you're
Tired and all the work already done
Allow us navigate your river bed.
bricks and stones on our head!
poem by Mirna Morgan
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There exists, if I am not mistaken, an entire world which is the totality of mathematical truths, to which we have access only with our mind, just as a world of physical reality exists, the one like the other independent of ourselves, both of divine creation.
quote by Charles Hermite
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The World Is Stone
Stone, the world is stone
Its no trick of the light
Its hard on the soul
Stone, the world is stone
Cold to the touch
And hard on the soul
In the grey of the streets
In the neon unknown
I look for a sign
That Im not on my own
That Im not here alone
As the still of the night
And the choke of the air
And the winners delight
And the losers despair
Closes in left and right
I would love not to care
Stone, the world is stone
From a faraway look
Without stars in my eyes
Through the halls of the rich
And the flats of the poor
Wherever I go
Theres no warmth anymore
Theres no love anymore
So I turn on my heels
Im declining the fall
Ive had all I can take
With my back to the wall
Tell the world Im not in
Im not taking the call
Stone, the world is stone
But I saw it once
With the stars in my eyes
When each colour rang out
In a thunderous chrome
Its no trick of the light
I cant find my way home
In a world of stone
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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When I first made Night of the Living Dead, it got analyzed and overanalyzed way out of proportion. The zombies were written about as if they represented Nixon’s Silent Majority or whatever. But I never thought about it that way. My stories are about humans and how they react, or fail to react, or react stupidly. I’m pointing the finger at us, not at the zombies. I try to respect and sympathize with the zombies as much as possible.
quote by George A. Romero
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Mallarme said that everything in the world exists in order to end in a book. Today everything exists to end in a photograph.
quote by Susan Sontag
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As long as the beard exists, the world clenches its fists. As long as the pakul hat exists, the world stutters in fits.
Turn To Stone
The city streets are empty now the lights dont shine no more
And so the songs are way down low turning turning turning
A sound that flows into my mind the echoes of the daylight
Of everything that is alive in my blue world
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
The dying embers of the night a fire that slowly fades till dawn
Still glow upon the wall so bright burning burning burning
The tired streets that hide away from here to everywhere they go
Roll past my door into the day in my blue world
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Yes, Im turnin to stone cos you aint comin home.
Why you aint comin home if Im turnin to stone?
Youve been gone for so long and I cant carry on,
Yes, Im turnin, Im turnin, Im turnin to stone.
The dancing shadows on the wall the two-step in the hall
Are all I see since youve been gone turning turning turning
Through all I sit here and I wait I turn to stone I turn to stone
You will return again some day to my blue world
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
I turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
Turn to stone when you comin home, I cant go on.
Turn to stone when you are gone, I turn to stone.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Stone at Tree
I threw the stone at tree
Fruit fell down and came in hand as free
What a gesture by dead object?
Compassionate and liberal act
What did I not know yet?
The reaction from it was coming very late
I threw stone in ponds
Few round of noble thoughts turned round
What did it convey to me in person?
Waves after waves were reaching me with some reasons
It was not a simple dropp but bomb shell
Mind was not at ease and nothing was going well
Why all natural objects react in favorable way?
Why they don’t protect in turn it away
Nature is meant to be tolerant and generous
That is why they are known and very famous
I thought several times over abuses hurled
Brought down the spirit of noble person and muffled
What good it did when some one was especially hurt?
Why could I not stop tirade and help it to convert?
Let the bitterness go away from human mind?
No one has ever got peace or little bit find
It has lead to outrage and new additions
No improvement in relations but only deterioration
It needs little change
For that we need not wait for considerable age
It can be done with little gesture
Just simplicity with actions very pure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Unique National Characters!
Which is better character among nations
Of emotional, reactionary and cold ones?
Indians react emotionally to a situation;
French react immediately and forget;
English react in a cold way to a situation.
Likewise other nations in another ways
React to a situation joyful or tragic in real life.
National characters are built on Nature, culture
That are typical and distinct with each other!
Their characteristics can be seen in sports,
Other activities of arts, culture and technology.
These traits cannot be compared and criticised
Based on the quality of each and everyone
For, they are all unique in their own ways!
poem by Ramesh T A
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A Splendid World
React to the other end of the world,
It revolves due to spherical nature,
Obviously round to us, fully able,
With honesty it moves, so deserving.
Selfish inhabitants soon flee from the river
Filled with judgements, lies and deceits.
We learn in the sky, why do we deserve it?
The whole world is upon us with splendour.
React to Earth like a doctor skilful and praised,
Beginning to sleep, finding peace with medicine.
It dissolves for you in the rivers and oceans
Of blood, brine and minerals of diversity.
The sphere is sensual to the touch,
Humans do this for enlightenment.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The World Today Does Not Need A Poem
THE WORLD TODAY DOES NOT NEED A POEM
The world today
Does not need a poem
It exists as it exists
Satisfied in itself
Happy, at peace.
It needs nothing
And wants nothing.
It is rich and easy
Bright and blessed.
The World today does not need a Poem,
poem by Shalom Freedman
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About A Stone Without A Door
you are telling me about a stone
who refuses to admit anyone simply
because it has no door, no room and no space
for someone like you,
you who does not even know what knowing someone
really means. you ask the stone for a space and it says no
and you tell the stone that it has a space
where the leaf and a dropp of water live
the stone says no, and you insist because of the state you are in
you are dying and you need a place
perhaps a burial space where you may finally lay yourself
to rest, but the stone still says no, telling you that it has
no feelings that for centuries it has always been its nature
stony, stony silence, stony stares, unfeeling, that in its
house of stone, there exists no word for sympathy
that it is simply living up to the demands of its true nature
its tradition, and you finally understand, yet somehow you
tell the stone about what it does not know
inside it there is this leaf with dew, there is dropp of water
coming from the rain, that until now it has not fully known,
that inside its stony silence, there is still this song
that it has a heart that it keeps denying.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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you are telling me about a stone
who refuses to admit anyone simply
because it has no door, no room and no space
for someone like you,
you who does not even know what knowing someone
really means. you ask the stone for a space and it says no
and you tell the stone that it has a space
where the leaf and a dropp of water live
the stone says no, and you insist because of the state you are in
you are dying and you need a place
perhaps a burial space where you may finally lay yourself
to rest, but the stone still says no, telling you that it has
no feelings that for centuries it has always been its nature
stony, stony silence, stony stares, unfeeling, that in its
house of stone, there exists no word for sympathy
that it is simply living up to the demands of its true nature
its tradition, and you finally understand, yet somehow you
tell the stone about what it does not know
inside it there is this leaf with dew, there is dropp of water
coming from the rain, that until now it has not fully known,
that inside its stony silence, there is still this song
that it has a heart that it keeps denying.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Einstein, Nicholas, My Fantastic Wife And Our Dog On The Beach At Home
a stone
a relative stone
a meteoric stone
a Newtonian stone
a photoelectric stone
a stone from Manhattan
a thermodynamic stone
one stone
a son
in my life
in my wife
a sun
alone
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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