Nastiness
Some people can be nasty
when they talk to others,
being very abrupt
at any question asked
and hurting feelings
in what they say.
Nastiness thankfully
is not contagious
and is only used by a few
who think they are superior
in whatever they do.
Sadly, their behaviour
just demeans them into ridicule
and friends depart quickly
leaving them quite lonely
with no one to turn to.
1 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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Don't bring me down with you.
Why when you talk?
you seem not to care.
when you do agree?
you get offensive.
why when i talk about stuff?
you don't pay attention.
so if i was hurting?
would you care?
who do i turn to?
when all i want to do is hide?
nobody seem to care.
nobody seem to want to talk.
should i just keep to myself.
only because it a waste of time to talk.
am i being a drama queen?
or am i just being human?
you tell me cuz i sure don't know.
to you, i don't know about a lot of things.
cuz to you i'm just a child.
a child who don't know about the world.
but, you really don't know me.
you only think you do.
truth be told when i was hurting.
you wasn't there helping me.
you were there doing the hurting.
so why should i care what you think.
when everything you say brings me down.
just because you are unhappy with your life,
don't mean you can bring me down with you.
because you on your own for that.
leave me alone!
Copyright © 2009
10-14-08
poem by Mona Martinez
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I Cant Stop Hurting You
She looked at me with eyes that cut right through me and said
You must be blind
Let me tell you a little something about yourself
Youre the hurtin kind
I must admit after the pain and fight
Ive a sneaking suspicion that you might be right
I love you, I love you, I love you
But I cant stop hurting you
I want to, I want to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you, its getting bad
I dont know what to do
I see you packing up all your precious little things
That mean so much to you
I hurt you now youre moving out again
But we know just what youll do
Well see the error of our ways in crime
With conciliatory promises well change this time
I love you, I love you, I love you
But I cant stop hurting you
I want to, I want to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you, its getting bad
I dont know what to do
I love you, I love you
I cant stop hurting you
I need to, I need to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you
Its getting bad, I dont know what to do
And when you go I miss you all night
The wounds heal from the scratch and bite
I dont know whats wrong
I dont know whats right
But I cant stop hurting you
I cant stop hurting you
We talk so coolly about the pros and cons
When I get hot headed I just cant hold on
I love you, I love you, I love you
I cant stop hurting you
I need to, I need to
I cant stop hurting you
I cant, I cant
I cant stop hurting you
Its getting bad, I dont know what to do
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Nasty Habits
Heres something to think about
Where would we be without nasty habits, nasty habits
Makes me want to scream and shout
Life would be so dull without nasty habits, nasty habits
All those naughty little things that we dont discuss publicly
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Tell me your secrets, tell me your name, tell me your secrets
Does it please you to employ little girls or little boys
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Do you like to romp and play by yourself when theyre away
Nasty affair what do I care
Do you peek at magazines filled with doggies and leather queens
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Tell me your secrets that no one should hear
Whisper them softly into my ear I wont tell, I wont tell
People act so proper when theyre going bout their business
Cup of coffee, lfriendly conversation
til they get home,
til they get home
Turn the phone off, lock the door and shut the curtains
Make sure that the neighbors are without suspicion
No one will know
No one will know
Nasty habits I must condone
No one knows what I do when Im all alone
Nasty habits Im so ashamed
Nasty habits here to stay now theyll never go away
Try and stop youll have to pay
Nasty habits are here to stay
(repeat chorus)
Nasty habits I must condone
No one knows what I do when Im all alone
Nasty habits Im so ashamed
But we must not let that stop our little game
Nasty habits are so much fun
Nasty habits here to stay now theyll never go away
Try and stop youll have to pay
Nasty habits are here to stay
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Change
The other day I walked accross the street
i couldnt believe what I appeared to see...
as I looked at a poor boy who came to me
I asked him his name and he didnt know
he just asked me for change.
I asked where is your mum?
he just asked me for change
I asked where is your dad?
he just asked me for change
I asked will someone come?
he just asked me for change
I asked why are you sad?
with no response to my question there was a pause...
but then once again he asked me for change
see, as i watched him dissapear with his pain
I realised that he actualy asked me...
for a change.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Everything is connected
Asked to describe life
I said: ' the peaceful moments
with the friends you meet.'
Asked to describe friends
I said: ' the people you love
and care for daily.'
Asked to describe love
I said: ' feelings of goodwill
you have until death.'
Asked to describe death
I said: ' The equaliser
joy becomes nothing.'
Asked to describe joy
I said: ' opposite of sad
the happy feelings.'
Asked to describe sad
I said: ' opposite of joy
feelings of great loss.'
Asked to describe loss
I said: ' it occurs in life
regardless of us.'
Asked to describe life
I said: ' the peaceful moments
with the friends you meet.'
Everything is connected.
poem by Krantol Northic
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Bad Boy
C'mon!
Yeah!
I thought that I was indestructible
But how could I imagine this
I never gave a second thought
Was only hit or miss
While you feed me and it feel so good
Does that mean that wrong is right?
Guess I got the warning
It happened overnight
Honey, it's only nasty
When it's nasty
And you know that it hurts
When it's right
I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
They call me nasty
They call me bad
'Cause I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
There are the good ways
To be a bad, bad boy
I'm a bad, bad boy
I'm a bad, bad boy
I'm a bad, bad boy
Well my behaviour has been in question
Since the day that I was born
I get on my knees to love and to please
Now you've been warned, yeah
Pay the price if you don't ignite
Now they're trying to pick and choose
You may be the most and know the cost
Yes, come to you
Oh your eyes are on me now
My defence must be bad somehow
Bad boy
I'm a bad boy
Call me nasty
They call me bad
But I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
There are the good ways
To be a bad, bad boy
I'm a bad, bad boy
Show me
And it's only nasty
When it's nasty
And you know that it hurts
When it's right, right, right, right, right
I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I found all the good ways
Oh show me
Bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I found all the good ways
To be a bad
'Cause I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
Please call me nasty
Please call me bad
'Cause I'm a bad boy
I'm a bad boy
I found all the go
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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He's nice enough not to want to be associated with a nasty remark but not nice enough not to make it. Lacking the courage of one's nastiness does not make one nice.
quote by Michael Kinsley
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If It's Hurting You
Please don't think of me
If you do you gotta block it
I got chills tonight
And you can't be here to stop it
I'm not a parasite
It's just a lonely night
Tonight
I walked from the bar
'Cause they were only laughing
I wished on our star
But they covered it in satin
I'm not a gigolo
That's what I want you to know
Tonight
Ooh ooh
I've hurt you I can see
Ooh ooh
Do you think it's not hurting me
Ooh ooh
The grass ain't always green
And if it's hurting you
You know that's its hurting me
You know that's its hurting me
You'll meet other men
Who will break your heart
If I see you with them
It's gonna tear me apart
Maybe in another life
We wouldn't be alone
Tonight
Ooh ooh
I've hurt you I can see
Ooh ooh
Do you think its not hurting me
Ooh ooh
The grass ain't always green
And if it's hurting you
You know that it's hurting me
You know that it's hurting me
You know that it's hurting me
You know that it's hurting me
song performed by by Robbie Williams from Sing When You're Winning
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Think About It
Think about it.
Is it really fair,
That anyone declared intelligent...
Should assume those not given that designation,
Are amongst those ignorant?
And should at all cost,
Be avoided?
And...
To that,
Your response would be?
Are you giving the question I asked,
More time to ponder?
Comeon.
Why are you looking at me,
Suspiciously?
Why are you backing away from me?
It's just a simple question.
Hey?
Hey?
You don't have to run away.
It's not my survey.
What is it you hide,
And try to protect?
HEY?
Some people today,
Get highly defensive...
By anyone attempting to communicate.
It's not like I asked anything to offend,
Intentionally.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Or Without Mentioned Or Hidden Intentions
God already knows who's nasty.
God already knows,
Regardless of the 'I do's or didn'ts.
People rather not mix religion and politics.
Or have discussions about sex...
Especially if it's on Sunday.
That's when a lot of people go to church,
To mingle with others to confess...
What is dumped from their dirty minds.
God already knows who's nasty.
God already knows,
Regardless of the 'I do's or didn'ts.
Regardless of who's sins,
Broke man's rules and created laws.
Regardless who has blemishes,
Or hidden unadmitted flaws.
God knows it all...
If in God one claims their faith stays,
To believe.
God already knows who's nasty.
God already knows,
Regardless of the 'I do's or didn'ts.
Why is it so many people pretend they don't?
When God already knows,
What creations of His...
Are or are not pure!
And nobody has that right,
To interpret who's side God is on...
As if God has not already decided,
Who's hiding what it is they do out of God's sight.
God already knows who's nasty.
God already knows,
Regardless of the 'I do's or didn'ts.
With or without mentioned or hidden intentions,
Dumped from the dirtiest of minds of those who sin...
Or pretend they are better than those who openly do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nasty Girl
Thats right, pleased to meet u
I still [dont wanna/wont] tell u my name
Dont u believe in mystery?
Dont u wanna play my game?
Im lookin for a man to love me
Like I never been loved before
Im lookin for a man thatll do it anywhere
Even on [the/a] limousinse floor
Cuz
Tonight, Im living in a fantasy.
My own little nasty world
Tonight, dont u wanna come with me?
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Tonight, living in a fantasy
My own little nasty world
Tonight, dont u wanna come with me?
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
I guess Im just used to sailors
I think they got water on the brain
I think they got more water upstairs
Than they got sugar on [the/a] candy cane
Thats right, its been a long time
Since I had a man [who/that] did it real good
If u aint scared, take it out
Ill do it like a real live nasty girl should
Tonight, Im living in a fantasy
My own little nasty world
Tonight, dont u wanna come with me?
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Tonight, Im living in a fantasy
My own little nasty world
Tonight, dont u wanna come with me?
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Tonight, Im living in a fantasy
My own little nasty world
Tonight, dont u wanna come with me?
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Tonight, Im living in a fantasy
My own little nasty world
Tonight, dont u wanna come with me?
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Please, please
Please, please
Nasty girl (nasty girl)
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Nasty girl (nasty girl)
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Nasty girl (nasty girl)
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
Nasty girl (nasty girl)
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
(do u think Im a nasty girl)
(nasty girl)
Nasty girl (nasty girl)
Do u think Im a nasty girl?
[..]
I dont like this groove
Try and give me something I can croon to
Catch my drift?
Thatll work
Thats right, I cant control it
I need seven inches or more
Tonight I can no longer hold it
Get it up
Get it up
I cant wait anymore
Uh, its time to jam
Dance nasty girls, dance
(everybody)
Uh, its time to jam
Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance
(everybody)
Uh, its time to jam
Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance
Uh, its time to jam
Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance
Uh, its time to jam
Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance
Uh, its time to jam
Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance
Uh, its time to jam
Come
Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance
Are u going to come?
Uh, its time to jam
Are u going to come?
Are u going to come?
Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance
Uh
Is that it?
Wake me when your done
I guess ull be the only one having fun
song performed by by Prince
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The CIA And The Smoking Gun
many cities places regions
in the world have
become a smoking gun why?
the CIA plays international monopoly
with world politics foreign governments
but they were nasty people
they had to pay
nasty is the way
they were tortured while...
CIA agents watched
nasty is the company you keep...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Digital Get Down
Justin (Spoken)]:
Baby baby get nasty nasty
and we can get freaky deaky
[Spoken low]
Baby baby we can do all that we want
We're gettin' nasty nasty we're getting freaky freaky
Baby baby we can do more than just talk
'Cause I can hear ya hear ya and I can see ya see ya
Baby baby we can do all that we want
We're getting nasty nasty we're getting freaky freaky
[Chorus 1]
Digital, digital get down (get down) just you and me
(You may be) Twenty thousand miles away, but I can see ya
And baby, baby you can see me
Digital, digital get down (get down) just what we need
We can get together naturally
(We can) We can get together on the digital screen
[Justin]
Every time I'm sittin all alone girl
I can't wait to get you on the phone girl
So, pick it up, babe
I can see everything you do
Bouncin' me from satellite to satellite
I love the things you do for me so late tonight
So turn me on, yeah
It's like I'm right there next to you, yeah
[Chorus 2 - Justin]
Can we get connected?
I need some love and affection, baby
I'll call you on the phone
I hope that I get through
If you're in the mood and on the phone,
here's what you do: leave a message
You know the kind I like to get back to
[Repeat Chorus 1 with Justin's echoes]
Yeah
[JC]
I lose my mind just when you're speaking
I see you on the screen, I get to freaking
So, get down, babe
And I'll get down for you
I get so excited when I'm watching, girl
I can't wait to see you touch your body, girl
It's just me and you
So, we can do what we gotta do (yeah)
[Repeat Chorus 2 - JC]
[Repeat Chorus 1 with JC's echoes]
Digital, digital, digital, digital get down (get down)
Digital digital digital digital get down (get down)
[Spoken low]
Baby, baby we can do more than just talk
'Cause I can hear ya, hear ya, and I can see ya, see ya
Baby, baby we can do all that we want
We're getting nasty, nasty, we're getting freaky, freaky
Baby, baby we can do more than just talk
'Cause I can hear ya hear ya, and I can see ya, see ya
Baby, baby we can do all that we want
We're getting nasty, nasty, we're getting (oh, oh) digital
[Repeat Chorus 1 with digitalized echoes]
[Repeat Chorus 1 with digitalized echoes]
Digital, digital get down (get down) Just what we need
song performed by by N Sync
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Hurting
Hurting
hurting deeply
hurting severely
weeping, rolling, irritated
hurting
hurting like a caged boar
hurting like a woman in labour
hurting like a godly man prior
repentance
lamenting
lamenting like a hungry infant
outwitted by your superior craft
of segregation
stranded on a deserted island of
inferiority
burdened by excruciating pains caused
through deprivation
suffering from the wounds of
prejudices
haemorrhaging like a severed vessel-
weakened by your master culture
swamped by your perfect philosophy
imprisoned, betrayed, suppressed and
miseducated
with the perfect help plan.
Hurting, hurting, hurting!
poem by Paul Andrew Bourne
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I'd asked around 10 or 15 people for suggestions. Finally one lady friend asked the right question, 'Well, what do you love most?' That's how I started painting money.
quote by Andy Warhol
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Diffrent People Diffrent Pains
Laying in her room music blairing
parents yelling tears pouring from her eyes
gasping for air like she is dieing. people don't understand
how other people with illnesses think.
people in the world are hurting people stare at us
like we don't belong. maybe we don't. but we are here
we are living so if your hurting just know other people are worest
off then you. Take it easy Just for once.
poem by Debbie Ledford
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To Women As Far As I'm Concerned
The feelings I don't have I don't have.
The feeling I don't have, I won't say I have.
The feelings you say you have, you don't have.
The feelings you would like us both to have, we neither of us have.
The feelings people ought to have, they never have.
If people say they've got feelings, you may be pretty sure they haven't got them.
So if you want either of us to feel anything at all
You'd better abandon all ideas of feelings altogether.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Gertrude Stein chews the fat
We asked ourself a question
since no-one else asked it
it was are poems about the poet
or about poetry
or about neither
or about both
and now we had asked this question
we had to answer it and we said
if poetry raises all these questions
the answer must be simply
yes
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I Told Myself
I told myself
You do love me
Is it really true?
She asked me
I told myself
You care for me
Are you really sure?
She asked me
I told myself
You do miss me
As often as you?
She asked me
I told myself
You need me too
Are you guessing?
She asked me
I told myself
You never tell me
Why on Earth?
She asked me
I told myself
You hide a lot…
Is that friendship?
She asked me
I told myself
You think too much
Does he not feel?
She asked me
Tell me, my love
What shall I say?
To all those queries
That she asked me...
How should I answer?
What should I ponder?
Tell me the truth
For she still asks me...
You For Me
And Me For You
Is it the Future?
One last Question
She did ask me.
I don’t have the answers
Yet she keeps asking me…
May be, she knows,
One day, one moment
You’ll let her know
How you feel for me...
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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DaDa
Da Da
Da Da
Da Da
Da Da
Da Da
Da Da
Da Da
Da Da
Da Da
I don't know what you mean about nasty feelings, it's
Let me help you out of this, you were starting to feel a
certain way, violence, resentful.
How do you know that? I told you? I told you that?
That's right, remember yesterday?
I don't want to talk about that, I don't want to talk about it.
Let's talk about, uh, talk about something else. Ok?
What would you like to talk about?
Uh
Tell me about your son.
My son, yeah well, he took care of me. He's took care of me
for a long, he still takes care of me. And she takes good, and
she takes care of me. She takes, she takes good care of me.
He takes care of me,
Do you believe it
I have a daughter too.
You don't have a daughter.
Yeah, I have a dauther, yeah.
A son - you have a son, a son.
No I, no I, all I have, I have
I have a son, I have a son and a daughter, and a daughter.
No, I have a son, daughter, daughter too, and a boy, and a boy
Da Da
Da Da
I'm a little tired now
Well that's alright, I think that's enough for today.
I'm feeling rough and kinda hungry too.
Da Da
Who's my boy?
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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