The Alternative - 1908
If, some day, you should find me, cold and stark
If you should stumble o'er my lifeless clay
In some still thoroughfare or public park
And sadly say:
'Alack, and had he lived, as like as not
He'd reigned with Bent!' I should not care a jot.
If I should die in some by-way obscure,
And you should come across my silent corse
In its last sleep, my spirit would - be sure
Know no remorse.
'Twere better that I thus had ceased to live
If life with Bent were the alternative.
I say, if I should die, and all alone;
And, dying thus, escape the wiles of Bent;
O'er my remains I'd have you make no moan,
Nor yet lament.
But let relief be mingled with your woe;
And murmur o'er my clay, ''Twere better so.'
Nay, if you came, as in my bier I lay,
And sald, 'Who knows? If this had not occurred'
I should arise in my grave-clothes and say,
'Don't be absurd!'
And, being safely out of Tommy's reach,
I'd probably get out and make a speech.
I'd tell you, 'Better have a monument
Above my head and, coffined, lie at rest
Than live in some Cabinet with Bent
Upon my chest.'
And, having said all that was to he said,
I should continue being very dead.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Bent
If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk
And if I need some of your love again
Give me more than I can stand
When my smile gets old and faded
Wait around Ill smile again
Shouldnt be soom compilcated
Just hold me and then
Oh, just hold me again
Can, you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Keep breakinme in
And this is how we live
With you and me........
Bent
If I couldnt sleep
Could you sleep
Could paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need alot
I started out clean
But Im jaded
Just phoning it in
Oh,just breakin my skin
Can,you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Keep breakin me in
And this is how we will live
With you and me.......
Bent
Start bending is never enough
Til I feel all your pieces
Start bending me
Keep bendin un...
Til Im completely broken in
Shouldnt be soon compilcated
Just touch me and then
Oh, just touch me again
Can you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Im never
Get put back together
Keep breakin me in
And this how we will live
With you and me.....
Bent
Without out understanding
Hell Ill go there again
Can you help me
Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Yeah your breakin me in
And this is how we will live
With you and me.......
Bent
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Hell Bent For Leather
Seek him here, seek him on the highway
Never knowing when hell appear
All await, engines ticking over
Hear the roar as they sense the fear
Wheels! a glint of steel and a flash of light!
Screams! from a streak of fire as he strikes!
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Black as night, faster than a shadowcrimson flare from a raging sun
An exhibition, of sheer precision
Yet no one knows from where he comes
Fools! self destruct cannot take that crown
Dreams! crash one by one to the ground
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Theres many who tried to prove that theyre faster
But they didnt last and they died as they tried
Theres many who tried to prove that theyre faster
But they didnt last and they died as they tried
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Dying
I'm Dying, Dying to wake up without you, without you in my head again
I'm Dying, Dying to forget about you, that you ever lived
There's a shade come over this heart that's coping with laying down to rest
I'm Dying to live without you again
I'm Dying, Dying to find a distraction, get you away from me
I'm Dying, Dying to reach a conclusion, so that the world can see
It's the same old story of love and glory that broke before it bent
I'm Dying to live without you again
The first time you left I said goodbye
Now there's not a prayer that can survive
Dying, Dying to die just to come back so we can meet again
Dying, Dying to say what I always should have said
It's a strange emotion this but there's still hope in this
As long as there's a breath...
I'm Dying and I can't live without you again
It's a strange emotion this but there's still hope in this
As long as there's a breath...
I'm Dying and I can't live without you
I'm Dying and I can't live without you again
song performed by by Five For Fighting
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The Business
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Madseason - Bent
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(4:16)
If I fall along the way
pick me up and dust me off.
and if I get too tired to make it
be my breath so I can walk
If I need some other love
give me more than I can stand
and when my smile gets old and faded
wait around I'll smile again
shouldn't be so complicated
just hold me and then
just hold me again
can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
get put back together
you're breaking me in
and this is how we will end
with you and me bent
If I couldn't sleep could you sleep
could you paint me better off
could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot
I started out clean but I'm jaded
just phoning it in
just breaking the skin
can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
get put back together
you're breaking me in
and this is how we will end
with you and me bent
start bending me
It's never enough
I feel all your pieces
start bending me
Keep bending me until I'm completely broken in
shouldn't be so complicated
just touch me and then
just touch me again
can you help me I'm bent
I'm so scared that I'll never
get put back together
you're breaking me in
and this is how we will end
with you and me bent
song performed by by Madness
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Bent
If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk
If I need some other love
Give me more than I can stand
And when my smile gets old and faded
Wait around Ill smile again
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just hold me and then
Just hold me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
If I couldnt sleep could you sleep
Could you paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot
I started out clean but Im jaded
Just phoning it in
Just breaking the skin
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Start bending me
Its never enough
I feel all your pieces
Start bending me
Keep bending me until Im completely broken in
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just touch me and then
Just touch me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Bent
If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk
If I need some other love
Give me more than I can stand
And when my smile gets old and faded
Wait around Ill smile again
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just hold me and then
Just hold me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
If I couldnt sleep could you sleep
Could you paint me better off
Could you sympathize with my needs
I know you think I need a lot
I started out clean but Im jaded
Just phoning it in
Just breaking the skin
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Start bending me
Its never enough
I feel all your pieces
Start bending me
Keep bending me until Im completely broken in
Shouldnt be so complicated
Just touch me and then
Just touch me again
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
Can you help me Im bent
Im so scared that Ill never
Get put back together
Youre breaking me in
And this is how we will end
With you and me bent
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Look Up To See
The little girl bent her head
She lost her mother today
Lost her to the waters of death
Where her warm hugs cannot reach
But she opens her eyes
Looks up to see
Her little sister wipe away her tears.
The little girl bent her head
She has cried so many tears
Non of them were perfect
And she's tired of the screams
But she opens her eyes
Looks up to see
Her friends welcoming her home.
The little girl bent her head
The scars on her arm, a tell-tale sign
Her sadness she locks away
Hidden in colours on canvas
But she opens her eyes
Looks up to see
The ball go through the basket of happiness
The little girl bent her head
She thinks there could've been another way
That she should've never left.
The land of smiling skies
But she opens her eyes
Looks up to see
A hand show her the way
The little girl bent her head
In a dark corner lies her future
Hiding from her heart
Too far for her to touch it,
But she opens her eyes
Looks up to see
A dream walking through light
poem by Mariam de Haan
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Stone
The days have passed, nights are gone,
I'm still in love with a stone,
The seasons changed, the clay too came,
I still hold it with no moan,
The clay comes to me in so many shapes,
Wants me to hold it, whatever it may take,
But clay can hurt me, clay may fake,
Even if it's clay, I have a heart it can break,
The season may change,
The clay may go,
Slowing my heart beat,
All time low,
Stone is hard,
Stone is black,
Stone is emotionless,
Doesn't stab at back,
The clay, the stone, both make me die,
But if a stone does, even the clay may cry...
and I'll never ask why...
It's better to live with a stone,
not clay,
Clay is soft, but it hurts,
which is not the stone's way.....
poem by Apurva Jain
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To Some I Have Talked With By The Fire
WHILE I wrought out these fitful Danaan rhymes,
My heart would brim with dreams about the times
When we bent down above the fading coals
And talked of the dark folk who live in souls
Of passionate men, like bats in the dead trees;
And of the wayward twilight companies
Who sigh with mingled sorrow and content,
Because their blossoming dreams have never bent
Under the fruit of evil and of good:
And of the embattled flaming multitude
Who rise, wing above wing, flame above flame,
And, like a storm, cry the Ineffable Name,
And with the clashing of their sword-blades make
A rapturous music, till the morning break
And the white hush end all but the loud beat
Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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More Than Fine
When I wake in the morning,
I want to blow into pieces.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.
When Im up with the sunrise
I want more than just blue skies.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.
Im not giving up, giving up, not giving up now.
Im not giving up, giving up, not backing down.
More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just ok.
When Im wet with the sunshine.
I want more than just a good time.
I want more than just ok, more than just ok.
Im not giving up, giving up, not giving up now.
Im not giving up, giving up, not selling out.
More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just ok.
More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just ok.
More than oceans away from the dawn.
More than oceans away from the dawn.
More than oceans away from who we are
More than oceans, more than oceans, yeah.
More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just ok.
More than fine, more than bent on getting by.
More than fine, more than just ok.
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Prayer is not so much the means whereby God's will is bent to man's desires, as it is that whereby man's will is bent to God's desires.
quote by Charles Bent
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To Set Dramatic Attitudes To Get Bent
The language that you at times speak,
Immediately forces me...
To disagree.
And yet somehow your message spoken,
Is as clear as can be.
The manner that you keep sometimes,
Is harsh for me to be near.
But I must say,
I am relieved...
To have you with me here.
I admit my understanding has not been,
My best testament.
And I try not to submit,
To my vocal sentiments.
And my head gets thick with a defensiveness.
Oh yes,
I can be defensive...
When the wrong meaning is sent!
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent.
I admit my understanding has not been,
My best testament.
And I try not to submit,
To my vocal sentiments.
And my head gets thick with a defensiveness,
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent...
Oh yes,
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent...
Unmeant,
To set dramatic attitudes to get bent.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think everybody has a bent, and the key is to follow that bent. So much human wastage comes from people who are doing things with their lives that they really aren't happy with.
quote by J. Carter Brown
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My Epitaph
Oh, praise me now if you would please
My soul with soothing flatteries.
Praise with my living clay agrees.
'Tis sweet, I vow.
Give me kind words while I can feel
The modest blushes gently steal,
What time my virtues you reveal.
Oh, praise me now!
For, when the vital spark has fled,
No matter what kind words are said,
I'll simply go on being dead
And take no heed.
Or if, perchance, beneath the clay,
I hear some kindly critic say,
'He was a boshter'in his day!'
'Twere hard indeed.
'Twere bitter hard to be confined,
Gagged by grim Death, while fellows kind
Call my good qualities to mind,
And softly sigh.
I vow I'd writhe within my bier,
And strive to croak at least, 'Hear, hear!'
For I have ever prized that dear
Right to reply.
And, when at last I meet my doom
And moulder in the chilly tomb,
Gaunt Death might play within the gloom
Who knows what pranks.
My very skeleton would squirm
To hear, on my behalf, some worm
Or some unlettered grave-yard germ
Returning thanks.
Then, if you're keen on praising me,
I'd rather be alive to see
And hear and feel the flattery,
And know 'tis true.
And when I rise to make reply
I fain would droop a modest eye
And by my halting, speech imply
It is my due.
I do not want a monument.
Why should good money so be spent?
Nay, put it out at ten per cent.,
And when you save
Enough to purchase goodly fare,
Then spread me out a banquet rare.
No gift's appreciated there,
Within the grave.
Oh, praise me now while I am here;
In my attentive living ear
Pour adulation; never fear
I mind the row.
I love you harp upon
Those dulcet strings. Play on, play on!
Do not delay until I'm gone.
But praise me now!
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Pictures
When I cant see you
Your always near
Back right pocket
I keep you there
Safely hidden
For all those times
When nothing else at all
Can get me by
Billfold out
Deep inside
A botched Id and credit cards
I reach in to pull out
A thousand words of photo art
Wallet sized
Never bent or ever torn up in the least
I take good care of you
You mean so much to me
Pictures of you and i
They always make me smile
Even at the worst of moments
Theyre always what I seek
When ever I get weak
They keep my head up and my heart unbroken
Hair is flowing
Eyes and a smile
Jump off the paper
And over a mile
To bring you to me
Almost for real
No matter where I am
Or how I feel
Billfold out
Deep inside
A botched Id and credit cards
I reach in to pull out
A thousand words of photo art
Wallet sized
Never bent or ever torn up in the least
I take good care of you
You mean so much to me
Pictures of you and i
They always make me smile
Even at the worst of moments
Theyre always what I seek
When ever I get weak
They keep my head up and my heart unbroken
Its so hard spending time away
Even short hours much less a day
I might as well tear out my lungs
Becuase we fit together
Nobody knows me better
Without you
Ill come undone
Undone
Pictures of you and i
They always make me smile
Even at the worst of moments
Theyre always what I seek
When ever I get weak
They keep my head up and my heart unbroken
My heart unbroken
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Death Is Quite
Death is quite
Stands, waiting, watching
As your life flash’s
Before your eyes
He waits for you
To make the choice
Do you want to live?
Or do you want to die
In a flash
In a moment
You see highlights
Of your life
The good, the bad
The what ifs
And what you do have
Then one singular voice
Whispers softly in your ear
Reaches out to you
As he says his little prayer
Don’t let her die
Let my mum live
Eyes flutter open
A silhouette comes in view
Small head bent
Tear tracks spent
Then you know
Right then and there
I have a life to live
poem by Kaila George
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Love's Apparition and Evanishment: An Allegoric Romance
Like a lone Arab, old and blind,
Some caravan had left behind,
Who sits beside a ruin'd well,
Where the shy sand-asps bask and swell;
And now he hangs his ag{'e}d head aslant,
And listens for a human sound--in vain!
And now the aid, which Heaven alone can grant,
Upturns his eyeless face from Heaven to gain;--
Even thus, in vacant mood, one sultry hour,
Resting my eye upon a drooping plant,
With brow low-bent, within my garden-bower,
I sate upon the couch of camomile;
And--whether 'twas a transient sleep, perchance,
Flitted across the idle brain, the while
I watch'd the sickly calm with aimless scope,
In my own heart; or that, indeed a trance,
Turn'd my eye inward--thee, O genial Hope,
Love's elder sister! thee did I behold
Drest as a bridesmaid, but all pale and cold,
With roseless cheek, all pale and cold and dim,
Lie lifeless at my feet!
And then came Love, a sylph in bridal trim,
And stood beside my seat;
She bent, and kiss'd her sister's lips,
As she was wont to do;--
Alas! 'twas but a chilling breath
Woke just enough of life in death
To make Hope die anew.
poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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The last Night that She lived
1100
The last Night that She lived
It was a Common Night
Except the Dying—this to Us
Made Nature different
We noticed smallest things—
Things overlooked before
By this great light upon our Minds
Italicized—as 'twere.
As We went out and in
Between Her final Room
And Rooms where Those to be alive
Tomorrow were, a Blame
That Others could exist
While She must finish quite
A Jealousy for Her arose
So nearly infinite—
We waited while She passed—
It was a narrow time—
Too jostled were Our Souls to speak
At length the notice came.
She mentioned, and forgot—
Then lightly as a Reed
Bent to the Water, struggled scarce—
Consented, and was dead—
And We—We placed the Hair—
And drew the Head erect—
And then an awful leisure was
Belief to regulate—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Bent metal is worse than bent wood and weight for weight is more flexible.
quote by Lawrence Hargrave
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Shakespearean Sonnet 1 Modernized
Hi, beautiful, having no suitors yet?
Make haste, and of yourself, do make copies,
That when you're dead, the grandchildren you'll get,
Will cause remembrance to your memories:
But you, bent on being a slim beauty,
Subsisted, at length, on your body fat,
Dieting, eating none when there's plenty,
Punishing yourself, severely at that:
You, who are the last show of youthfulness,
And from whose womb new life could have issued,
But now, really wasted to uselessness,
While childless, as siring you've not pursued:
....You all, single, married, abandoned wife,
....Tarry not, live: go make yourself a life.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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