One Within The Moment
A thousand lonely nightmares breed
Creatures of the wildest greed
Leaving me here bleeding, not knowing what I need.
An empty hearse rolls on by the window of my asylum
Fresh death is calling them to seek
Old shapes re arrange themselves in liquid motions
Old wounds have broken upon the surface of emotion
Rise
One within the moment
One within the movement
I’m loosing my faith
I’m loosing my face
Help me, I beg of you
Help be paint a brighter blue
This sky of fading grey
Help me, I beg of you
Help me find the words to say
In expression of the feeling
In recollection of the memory
Help me, I beg of you
I need you, feed me
Feed my fantasy.
Help me, I beg of you
Help me to heal
And you shall find asylum in my eyes.
Tell me, is this hell reality?
It won’t come as a surprise.
My head is spinning
My heart is singing
Hymns alongside heavens choir
Where is my halo
Where are my wings?
What is the hour?
I'll catch you when I do.
And when I do I'll love you
poem by David Lacey
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Here I am Alone
How strange it is that I should feel this way,
Disjointed, disillusioned, isolated from the day.
How strange it is that I could feel this way,
Disjointed, disillusioned, lost within dismay.
A deeper blue than I’ve ever known beckons beyond my shoulder
Each moment I grow older, each moment a lifetime’s fading
Self pity breeds self destruction, yet how am I to construct
A world of splendour when I am forever scared to face endeavour?
Sick I am of fading in and out of blue,
Always I am waiting for the moment that I find you
Longing for the Love I offer from deep within my blue.
Outside you stride un-willing to hide
From insecurities bred through paranoia.
Here I remain, paining soft and slow,
Growing more and more annoyed with myself
For placing hope upon the shelf and allowing
Demons to toy within this heart of mine.
I feel as though I could unleash a flood of tears upon the world
That is if I were not so bound so tight within the fears I harbour.
In seeking the words to reveal the way I feel
I’m continually loosing myself within a recess of confusion.
Why is it that I am forever scared to face the world beyond my window?
I envy you, you of honest soulful eyes,
Each second you amaze me as together
We attempt to seek redemption
Upon our journey through the skies.
Here I am alone, knowing that I could be beside you
Taking in the spectacle of ancient funeral rites.
Here I am alone, wasting away, sinking in the blue,
Here I am alone, smoking away the night.
poem by David Lacey
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Cold Marble
So sure that the dream would last forever
Here I am now, just able to see the high water mark of emotions tide.
Shattered and left a hollow state,
My clay frame cracked.
Buck toothed hill dwellers swarm the shadows
The clock is breathing, organic mechanisms
Hidden beneath the orchard the child at the dropp of an apple yearns for wonderland.
As Alice walks in shadows she tries to understand.
Dying coral - drifting currents
Carry the ocean - we are the sea bed of future times
It is we who are the fossils of the future
We who now await the sun
We the young - born to be forgotten
Born fresh amongst the rotten
And lost to memories decayed through intoxication.
All we are is all we ever were
All we ever could be
Laugh for the time is now and never any other in fading.
Cold marble pressed against sweating skin
The floor of my asylum is a rivulet of luxury
Decadent memories of a former life stir reminiscence upon the midnight hour
I'm falling in failing to rise
Keeping open with a hope in faith my eyes
Still I fall
Still I am calling on lost gods.
I can hear above a promenade of whispers faint murmurings,
Memories of a life long since lived.
Clouded shadows guard my window pane.
My dog is a dog his own
Guardian of my home and soul support in times of need.
How many perversions can share he nightshade deadly to the virgins touch?
Old friends are loosing sense of themselves
The words they re arrange themselves
Leaving me in a placid state
I celebrate this secret bliss of mine
In holding hands with father time
Woven tight with silken gold
We are forever young and never old.
Could it be that I m to adorn the mask of disbelief
When all that surround me is a miracle sublime.
This moment yours and forever mine.
This moment out of time.
poem by David Lacey
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If You Feed It Good
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes.
And,
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Feed it good...
And it stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
I'm not gonna mock you anymore,
'Cause you're good to me.
You don't have to knock,
On that unlocked door.
No more...
I'll rock your needs
When we get it heated! .
Now,
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Just feed it good...
And it stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Don't shout or scream,
To be mean and demean.
I'm not your enemy.
Nor do I owe a thing....
To ya!
You can pout with a frown,
Thinking it will bring me down.
To be around...
For your clown count!
To the ground.
But,
If you feed it good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Yes,
Feed it real good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Just,
Feed it good...
And it stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
Keep that in your head,
And let it feed real good!
Like it should.
Feed it good.
Keep that in your head,
And let it feed real good!
Like it should.
Feed it good.
Yes,
Feed it real good...
It stays fresh.
It stays the best,
One can get!
And,
Keep that in your head,
And let it feed real good!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grey Blue Eyes
I feel for the light
Your glory was lost that night
And no mind can't get me right
And now I'm praying that you'll find me out
Stone, stone has pulled me down
But my faith has got me bound to your grey blue eyes
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Don't forget my broken heart
You remember it from the start
You made it and it's all a part
Of your grey blue eyes
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
You're gone and I know I'm dead
I've lost my way
Can't find me in your grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Find Your Face
I don’t know how it looks to you
But you know more than I want to you.
Pull back your hair for me and let me know how you feel
Run my fingers through your hair, can you tell me is it real?
Look me in the eye when you say
You’re feeling blue in every way.
Reflections tainted through distorted eyes
Abstraction painted green the skies
Loosing sense of sense experience
Your body outside yourself and lost
Frozen deep in the porcelain frost,
Lost in inner space, am I
Faceless without a faith in the sky?
Find your face; leave your mask at home upon the shelf
Find your face, your faith, your self.
The true self White King is crowned
Only a shadow of the Ego exiled remains.
His memory dismantled in dark waters is drowned.
Ignore the feeling you’ve been here before
Start the dance of healing, leave inhibitions at the door.
For what is it you ask of me?
Is it not always for a little more?
poem by David Lacey
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Hidden Track
Lost and Broken
Hopeless and Lonely
Smilin' on the outside
But hurt beneath my skin
My eyes are fading
My soul is bleeding
I try to make it seem okay
But my faith is wearing thin
So help me heal these wounds
They've been openfor way too long
Help me fill this hole
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open
And I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them up.
I only wanted a magazine
I only wanted a movie screen
I only wanted the life I'd read about and dreamed
But now my mind is an open book
And now my heart is an open wound
And now life is an open soul for all to see
But help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this hole
Even though this is not your fault
That I'm open
And I'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me
So you come along
I push you away
Then kick scream for you to stay
Cause I need someone to help me
Oh I need someone to help me
To help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
To help me fill this hole
Even though it is not your fault
That I'm open
And I'm bleedin
All over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them
I need someone to help me fill them
I need someone to help me close them up
song performed by by Good Charlotte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wounded
Lost and broken
Hopeless and lonely
Smiling on the outside
But hurt beneith my skin
My eyes are fading
My soul is bleeding
I'll try to make it seem ok
But my faith is wearing thin
So help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That i'm open
That i'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And i need some one to help me sow them up
I only wanted a magazine
I only wanted a movie screen
I only wanted the life i'd read about and dreamed
And now my mind is an open book
And now my heart is an open wound
And now my life is an open soul for all to see
But help me heal these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That i'm open
And i'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And i need some one to help me
So you come along
I push you away
Then kick and scream for you to stay
Cuz i need some one to help me
Oh i need some one to help me
To help me help these wounds
They've been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul
Even though this is not your fault
That i'm open
And i'm bleeding
All over your brand new rug
And i need some one to help me sow them
I need some one to help me fill them
I need some one to help me close them up
song performed by by Good Charlotte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wild Eyes
As I sit here now
In the throne of my becoming
Numb with cold
And old with age.
Each page fresh
A life anew and breathing.
I feel at ease,
At one with the soul of the world forgiving
Living the moment
Within each movement in expression.
Each day I re arrange what it is to be so real
Never as I think and always as I feel.
Forever will it be such golden a dream
Such distant star moving silent silver gleams
Forever yet never to know
What the movements really mean.
Am I to forget myself in the memory ever loosing?
Am I to loose myself in the decision forever choosing?
Strange emotions stir
Wild eyes.
I feel the demon rising
So slow it stirs at first
The memory of the mountain within the serpents curse
Virgins mounds, unfound fantasies
Dance this night of mystery
Fall into the arms of twilight
Embrace the night as it finds you.
poem by David Lacey
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A Waltz Of Blue Smiles
Please read it on a waltz rhythm: One! two, three...
She's losing her house
She's losing her house
And what what what what
She does?
A poem she writes
Paints both of her eyes
And feet in dark blue
then she cries:
I'm loosing my house
I'm loosing my house
There's nothing to do
Oh mine!
I'm loosing my house
I'm loosing my house
Blue eyes and blue feet
Oh, sweet!
Why are you so sweet
Why are you so sweet
Blue eyes blue face
and blue feet?
Her handkerchief fly
Slow searching the sky
blue rivers of tears
got dry.
On a smile smiley
cheek
colours pass through
With tears and fears
Of blue.
She's losing her house
That's sad very sad
But we know she'll survive
And smile.
Blue cute sign became
In a book of one poem
blue fears, blue tears in
origami folded again.. Insane? ! ..
poem by Elena Sandu
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Wounds don’t heal
My wounds don’t heal,
Get real that I have to deal with this,
Known as the girl that got hurt,
Known as a nobody,
My wounds haven’t even covered or be healed,
Its just a memory I understand that,
But my wounds haven’t heal yet,
Knowing that I was raped, hurt, broken hearted, feeling lonely,
But I am not lonely no more I have someone that’s there for me and I understand that the fact that he loves me and I love him,
Even thou only time can tell,
But did time fixed my wounds,
Did time fixed the hurt I feel,
No I don’t think so,
I feel as if I where a ghost,
Ghost of the past,
My wounds might heal but the past haunts me.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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A Power Is Rising!
They are sailing for distant shores
Trying to find a little more
Trying to escape the trail of industrial horizons.
Driven from our paradise where are we to turn?
Who will open up their doors to us?
Relics of the person I once was are floating
Endless dust desert trails, seeking a soul that they can trust
In re assembling the form I knew before the storming of my years.
The looking glass is beckoning bliss with the promise of beauty
The reflection is a hollow facade, a mask of light in falsity.
Contemplation
Meditation
Appreciation
Each is a road worth wandering as
We turn within the shadows of ourselves.
Staring into the flames of visions empowering,
A power is rising! A power is rising!
Does it come as a surprise to find it in your eyes?
How can we strive towards that which we are?
How can we pray for oneness with the divine
If we are from before the moment of our birth a miracle sublime?
We are as angels with broken wings,
Devils walking upon the surface of our mother
Seeking in the arms of another the warmth of a lovers embrace.
Open up your eyes,
Wider than you ever thought imaginable
Until they slip beyond the sand castle walls of logics limitation.
Allow the tides of imagination to rise.
An ocean of souls, lost to the torment of heartbreak
Are shaking the foundations of my asylum sanctuary.
Let the nymphs of forest shadows to their dwellings within the womb of the earth
How many are there that are lost to the dreams of the night?
How many lost from the moment of birth?
Can you hear them?
Upon the wind as it whispers in wavering.
Savour the taste, taste the flavour
Don't waste it now, your one chance to loose
And gain a world beyond the realm of pain.
I need someone to have faith in me
Someone to help me paint myself a smile.
For I do not plant the seeds of ecstasy
But I help grow them all the while.
I dance the Dance of Seasons turning.
Beneath the yoke, the bright sun burning.
And I must have sailed for a thousand years
And I must have shed the skin of a thousand fears
Knowing all along that I sailed an ocean of fallen tears.
poem by David Lacey
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Idols Of Death
Cold marble pressed against sweating skin
The floor of my asylum is a rivulet of luxury
Decadent memories of a former life stir
Reminiscence within the hours of my awakening
I'm falling, failing to rise
Keeping open with a hope in faith my eyes,
Still I fall; still I am to be found
Carving circles in the ground
Crying out for a sanctuary in the sky.
We are as insane puppets dancing, fuelled my the motion to live
Pulling our own strings when we wish and sometimes the strings of others.
I sit alone at a table round
Where are the knights of my fable?
Where is the romance that was promised to me by fairy tale philosophies?
Some are coordinated by the will to live
Some by the fear they may die
Some by the notion to give
And some by a fabric of lies
Every man is born to die and in knowing this
Idols of Death beckon wisdom within a realm of eternal sleep.
Christ, Dionysus, Balder, Morrison, Joplin, Jones and Drake
All are Idols in death, deified as Achilles, as Drusilla,
Sister lover of the beast of men Caligula,
Luther, Ghandi, Lennon.
All are idols for the celebrity cult canon.
Even tyrants are mourned by those whose life’s they destroyed
Deep within the memory of sleeping falls a single tear
Even for those that induce fear within the heart of man.
Through poetry we become philosophers, we become lovers, therapists to unknown faces,
We are the makers of myths, continuing traditions forever growing
Shamanic dances, holding within our hearts the history of our kin, it is we who seek within
Ourselves to know all that can be known.
The words have the power, the words exist before me
All I may do is re arrange them, bestowing rhythm and a passion for life.
We are as explorers of the vastest ocean known to man.
We are those seeking beyond a world of illusion,
We are those that see more than there is to see.
Through expression we live, love the greatest
And most common expression of all.
A relationship with the Muse, great goddess of unseen night,
She who trails the midnight sun and shines so greatly still.
Through poetry we learn to love the life we live, but not only
Throughout poetry, through expression, dance, singing,
To laugh to play to enjoy the day and to seek all that
Can not be measured.
Measure me my love, measure me my ecstasy.
poem by David Lacey
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The Crimson Sun
The crimson sun has lost his way
Beyond the oceans blue and grey
In green hope he has found
A new life upon the ground
I watch you drip so slowly
I wish you would never dry
Catch a moments gesture
Hold the tears from your eyes
You can hold for all time
Five forms and nothing more
Each in essense secrets casting
Unlock the silent door
I must find myself to loose myself
In the chaos of loosing and finding
Acrylic surface hides our soul
Wooden birth and painted whole
poem by David Lacey
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Let storm not wither
It killed me almost not to see in near vicinity
I had lost faith and poetic quality
Her absence ruined me almost in every inch
I was full of remorse, felt pathetic and above all a sweet pinch
It is not the company you miss
It is not the memory of sweet kiss
It is the combination skill with feeling
That has ruined all my willing
I was with the sky like free bird
I had no dearth of zeal with words
They appeared at slight wind movement
I would look at her with no comments
What has really affected my thinking?
Is she really gone deep with sinking?
I find sea change in her approach
I feel little warmth in her gentle touch
She may be thousands of miles away
But my thoughts travel and find the way
She is there with beautiful smile
Why should I care the distance in miles?
He once let me removed from scene
I could not see arrogance, agony or pain
It burnt me from within killing whole spirit
I was keeping head down and watch at post dimly lit
The light was not dying out
This was not the fact all about
She was there for me to think right
I never intended any scuffle or fight
It may be insensible to malign her poetic supremacy
It is rather advisable to go down with little diplomacy
Where is the pain in loosing the love battle?
It is testing of strong will, attachment and strong metal
I will never kill my instinct and soul
She may surface from time to time without fail
Take my by surprise and offer embrace
There will then be a lot of smile on face
I shall repeat not what went wrong
She is not meant for simple and cheap song
She is rising and may do so for me either
I am with her even let not the storm wither
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Walking In The Rain
Sitting by the window
Singing songs of love
Wishing you were here
Because the memory's not enough
Wear my mask in silence
Pretending I'm alright
If you could see then you would be
Here standing by my side
It may be hard to believe
But girl you're the only one I need
It may be hard along the way
It's this feeling I get
When blue skies turn to grey
Feels like I'm walking in the rain
I find myself trying to wash away the pain
'Cause I need you to give me some shelter
'Cause I'm fading away
And baby
song performed by by A1 from Here We Come
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Blue In Paradise
(co-written by andy partridge and tracey bryn of voice of the beehive)
Silver lining changed to grey skies
When a red-eyed angel waved goodbye
In my lifetime, I may find him once again to my surprise
Ill wait here, patiently and you may just return to find me
Chorus:
Blue in paradise, the paint runs down
Just like my teardrops
Blue in paradise, Ill paint the town
Until the hurt stops
Make a wish on every rainbow for the colours to reappear
Green with envy, wishing you home, red faced mad I wait alone
Ill stay here, one day dear you may just return to find me
Chorus
And if you return, nothing will be different
And if you return, nothing really will have changed
The red of my heart is black and blue now
Broken up and dragged around
Ill lay my dreams all down to sleep here
Ill close my eyes to hear no sound
Im cryin, Im dyin
But I will hold my breath
til you find me
song performed by by Xtc
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Wilderness
What sanctuary am I to seek beyond the blanket of your arms
When I can find no asylum in the eyes of another?
Familiar faces seem strange to me
A circle of kings surround me
A circle bound in time and set by destiny to strive
To live and be alive within the moment ever after.
I have forgotten the wisdom of the willow man's secret
I have lost the ability to see with eyes of ecstasy upon the world
As if it were of innocence.
Forget the night unwinding
I find myself in the arms of the one who holds me closest.
What is the dance without the dancer?
Think not that I have forgotten the love that lay fresh for you amongst the rotten.
We are as lost within the wilderness -
I have arrived at the town of my birth to find the generations lost to self destruction.
Is it a lifetime of parading the silver screen you seek?
Or is it that you would inspire the dreams of men?
We have created ourselves a world into which we sink
Free of the shackles of conformity
Free of the shackles of normality
Free of the shackles of reality
I am free for they shatter in binding my soul.
Deserted upon an island
Left alone through a mutiny of the soul
Underground unfound are we
Those souls of midnight ecstasy
That seek to set their spirit free
And be as one as all should be.
poem by David Lacey
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Love and the butterfly
Love is like a butterfly
never here nor there
high or low
not really watching where to go.
A first love is like a butterfly
hatching out of a cocoon
we are amazed by the beauty
of this new feeling.
True love is like a butterfly
spreading its wings
and starting towards the sky
knowing that they want to have this forever.
Loosing love is like a butterfly
laying its eggs then flying away to die
leaving them in this big world all alone
knowing nothing familiar only home.
Wanting for love is like a butterfly
still as a caterpillar
wanting those wings
to be just like his friends.
Love is like a butterfly
Trying to spread its wing and fly
Love is like a butterfly
It can stay or it can die.
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poem by lizzy Sydney
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Feed On Me
They are dying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
They are hungry and need feeding
They've resigned themselves to fate
They are desperate men
Death's written on their face
When your will to live
Is all but gone
And you're left alone
But you need someone - feed on me
Feed on me
They're outgunned and they're outnumbered
But they'll never turn to run
And the 'in name of freedom's'
Written with their blood
Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Inevitably far outweighs the gain
Feed on me
Feed on me if you need to breath
Feed on me
When your hunger strikes you down again
And you feel your inner strength has drained - Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - don't accept defeat
They aredying on the dance floor
They are lying in debris
They are fading with exhaustion
From the mortal injuries
Some would call them mercenary
But they always knew the pain
Enevitably far outweighs the gain
When your will to live has almost gone
And you're left alone and you need someone
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me
Feed on me - I got what you need
Feed on me
Feed on me - don't accept defeat
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Thoughts No. 2
Sometimes i feel
I live like a prisoner
But i don't know
If this really is pressure
Surprise you win
I'm lost as screamers roll in
Sometimes i feel
Like leaving this room i'm in
Faded film people dropping words
About the real things to say
? (not "someone pulls me deeper", as in cd booklet)
And tells me who i will be if i stay
A clever machine writes pretty words
For pretty boys
To sing to us all
We're all so grateful
My face you cry
And i show my darker side
The night is yours
And i just switch off and hide
Cafe and sin
The wine's not to my liking
My face you cry
Oh my didn't i say come in?
Frown (?) in my eyes showing nothing
But surprise about you
And what are you thinking
About my life and her drinking to you too
A dying non-human writes unkind words
For unkind friends
And as for the tears, they'll never show
Asylum people calling on my door
From day to day
The image must fall
I've had my time
song performed by by Gary Numan
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