A Mercenary
The soil as his witness, walking on footpaths
Self-laid, the soul a renegade
No ownerships of the reckless heart
Except for an illusory god, hung by a thread
The soul pacifier in this no man's land
Walking in alleyways and backstreets
In cocaine country, pushed by the palms of fate
To a frontier, where destiny is snorted up the nostrils
To soar to the heights of Seraphim, towering above the heavens
A shrouded mission of a lone warrior, a man of many masks
Blending in to the theatrics of the narcotic kings
As humanity is razed for their daily wages
Where powders reign, deceptively virgin in hue
On table tops and within hollow chambers of ungainly barrels
As law men fall like the Amazonian rainforests
Logs of human flesh covered in sanguine coats
Floating on to river banks and beds
Yet he thrives in this bloodshed landscape
A chameleon in thespian action, fusing in to the bleakest of backdrops
Even snorting bliss, as anointment, an investiture to a ominous practice
For a resonating fraternity within a prospering cartel
Waiting for kismet to lend in a gentle push, for the final chapter
To spell the doomsday for a thriving trade
A crusader with a heart of a lion and the loyalty of a templar
Sketching the Armageddon of powder's hold
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Houdini of Melancholy
Revolutions and renaissances
Of the melancholic heart
As it plucks the strings of rejuvenation
From a winter's hibernation
Where the soul ceased to exist
Maceration of the heart to abyssal depths
Yet amidst the furor of the tempest
A renegade primordial flame flickered
A bonfire of residual hope, awaiting a gentle thrust from kismet's palms
To throw open, the corridors of a humble prosperity
A nimble phoenix rising from the ashes of subjugation
For the germination of dormant dreams
To cultivate mirth, in the bleakest of land
To lavish upon the heart, a titanic endowment
The buoyancy of a feather, the vivacity of a fleeting rhapsody
The strength of a bison yet the culture of a fidalgo
The courage of a crusader yet the humility of a slave
The suppleness of the wind streaming past crowded valleys
The honesty of the full moon with her bare-naked craters
Armed with blades of love and a shield of honor
For a tryst with destiny, in my juggernaut of life
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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The Way Of The Warrior
Our time has come, get ready fight
Sisters and brothers in metal unite
The dreams that you had are about to come true
The voice of the warrior is calling for you
Turn your own deeds to his gracious glory,
And he will make you see
This is the way we want it to be
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it to be
Walking the way, the honest will see
Walking the way of the warrior
Walking the way, the way of the warrior
Blood-red the steel of our swords shall flow
And by the allegiance were ready to go
Stout are the foe, in warfare so bold
Nothing can stop us, the future we hold
Brace up, defend,
Never ever be outdone in bravery
This is the way we want it to be
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it to be
Walking the way, the honest will see
Walking the way of the warrior
Walking the way, the way of the warrior
The saints and the sinners in battle so bright, as the forces of steel will unite
The way of the warrior, the call of his life, shall lead us all into the light
The metal crusade will conquer all
Our bonds will be stronger, see the infidels fall
Surrender your soul to the gods of steel
In the blood of the fallen the enemies kneel
Turn your own deeds to his gracious glory,
And he will make you see
Brace up, defend,
Never ever be outdone in bravery
This is the way we want it to be
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it to be
Walking the way, the honest will see
Walking the way of the warrior
Walking the way, the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it
This is the way we need it
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way we want it
This is the way we need it
This is the way of the warrior
This is the way
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Kunta Kinte
The galvanizing torrents of the Gambia,
In these backwaters of a luscious Casamance
The Mandinka mettle reverberates to a sashay of currents
A heritage unspoilt, unscathed and pristine in its bounty
A colossal iceberg parched by the African sun
One in spirit with the ferocious surge of a Gambian princess
Roar of a primal Lion, pitter-patter of a lone tribal warrior
Lighter than a feather yet rooted to her legacy
The bough of a Baobab, standing regal and tall
Against the ferocious presence of an omniscient Ra
Tirelessly exuding her radiance in an act of a sweltering defiance
At the icy façades of the palest of hues, marching with barking canines
Hollow ungainly barrels clasped in hand, fedoras burning on the crown
As the copious backwaters were transformed to a trading colony
Where humanity was anchored to power-wielding collars and the clatter of chains
As a precious destiny was swindled by sweeping winds of subjugation
As the roaming white man, tainted white water with sanguine smears
As the supreme heritage of a foolhardy warrior persona
Died a million deaths, to rise back up again two centuries later
As she, the Mandinka heritage levitated from the ashes, like a dexterous Phoenix
To conquer her terrain, to soar yet again, like an emancipated feather
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Flame
Like a flame that seeks redemption,
From Aeolus's thrusts,
Via a pair of palms that unite,
To form a monumental wall;
I seek my own pair of palms;
To unite for a simple prayer;
For a miraculous intervention;
Two eyes that stare at mine's;
With a symbiotic dependency.
Oh Gabriel where are thou?
I am waiting, even in my twilight;
As the candle flames on;
In my flimsy vulnerability;
Protected by my beloved's touch;
And St Elmo's fire;
As their palms holds me away;
From the vengeful thrusts of the wind gods;
Walking in the cracked footpaths of destiny;
With a candle in hand;
Waiting for destiny.....
To spring a surprise.
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Walking With Shadows
All my life
They've been here.
Waiting for you.
Patiently.
All they want is your heart and soul
They want your tears to fall
All they want is your purest sin
They want to welcome you in
They will seem
Innocent,
But they will lead you
Back to me.
All they need is one tortured soul
They need walking shadows
All they need is your last confession
They need your pain to show me
I'm waiting for the unforgiven
Waiting for sleep to come
I waiting for my one obsession
Waiting for you to come home
'Innocence is pain in disguse'
They said.
Now I believe
song performed by by Gary Numan
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The hidden Lion
make yourself smell like a perfume of passion, that never dies
and a wonderful moment that never fades, day to reckon
where everybody will remember, when our eternity await,
its final destiny
hidden lion keeps us, roaring in and out looking someone to be
devour living inside our soul, with every tears it fall, even
death it deceived, for the lion is very strong to push us in
the dungeon of the abyss of no return
the gift of life we share is the same life we give, let this be the
life that leads our offspring we entrusted the earth we left
with them, make the best, out what we inherited, the immortal
life, we bring is one that blooms the spring
life is just makes us fool, deceive what makes us fall, a lion in us
push us to feel that, the truth tell us the righteous way to the
kingdom we pray, is the final life we will stay
the freedom gain, of Adam and Eve pain is tainted with blood, that
makes us strong to face what brings us down, for the lion in
our heads hold the fortress, of the secret of the chamber of
our hearts, the Faith........
poem by Antonio Liao
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Walking Home Through the Rain
Walking home through the rain reminds me
Of those long past school days
The wet tie flying in the wind
The mud in those stiff academic shoes
Reflections and dreams of insurrection
Walking through the rain reminds me
Of trying to keep my wet shoes clean
First day at work rain drumming down
On my laborious earnest dampened head.
Walking through the rain in a foreign land reminds me
How often I longed for home: the slashing familiar rain
In alleys lined with laburnum: how even the cold betrayed me
The drops fell into eyes and then in rivulets
Leaked out treacherously again
Walking through the wet wet rain
Walking working wishing wondering
Waiting for a kind of fate
Waiting for kind fate
Fatally kind; rain, when you fell on parched land
Only then did my soul, apaised, try to understand.
Copyright: Rani Turton
poem by Rani Turton
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Bury My Soul
if i died today
it would take my pain away
no more in the way
with no more to say
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
take my mind away from the misery
take my heart away from the mystery
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i looked into your eyes
and i saw all the lies
my hate is now my fate
the more i try
the more i die
the more i die inside
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i left to rest my soul
i buried my heart in the dark hole
turn the page
begin the new chapter
i surrender
i surrender my soul
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
bury my soul
bury my soul
poem by Bobby Butterfield
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The day after cocaine
The day after cocaine
The mystery of shame
Expressing with a broken face
cracked from the nose
Hear the chorus go flat
No chance of rewind
It happened in the attic
The event of following lines
Sniffling after snorting
Snorting before sniffling
Somewhere in Central America
I made a cartel
happy
poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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Behind the Mask...
Don't be fooled by the mask that I wear,
Throughout my journey I wear many masks,
Masks I am afraid to live whithout,
I reveal only what I'm comfortable with,
Whilst hiding the naked heart of me,
Yet all of these masks have become me,
Pretense an art form I know so well,
Don't be fooled by my boldness,
Look past the surface to the emotions within,
To the soul that cries in silent pain,
A boundless well of passion waiting to be tapped,
Loves flame waiting to devour the gentle breath of reason,
All this I hold for you... Behind the mask...
Spread the love... The peace will follolw...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Nothing And Everything
Hiding behind my hair today
My eyes dance with fire
The thought of living here
And the bounds I transpire
Walking in this slow-motion now
I think you've made so bad
Standing with your mannequin
I try to hold my breath
The grave that bears my name
Started a dream
A dream, immortality
Yet I fall in vain
Just as long as I don't breathe
I'll never be like them
Standing with your mannequin
I try to hold my breath
If you go and I would stay
And you would call my name
I would cry, yes, I would cry
Walking in or walking out
Is the same as talking about my heart
My heart
Hiding behind my hair today
Wishing I was far away
Walking in this slow-motion town
I seem to be so bad
Standing with your mannequin
I try to hold my breath
If you go and I would stay
And you would call my name
I would cry, yes, I would cry
Walking in or walking out
Is the same as talking about my heart
My heart
If you go and I would stay
And you would call my name
I would cry, yes, I would cry
If you go and I would stay
You would call my name
I would die, yes, I would die
Walking in or walking out
Is the same as talking about my heart
My heart
Anyone can see
You're laughing down at me
It's easy for you now
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Lucky Ones
Beige-brown logs of decaying flesh float on the river;
Enumerable, abject.
The bough decapitated;
Near the zenith.
How long? how many more?
The elders wonder as they stare agape;
As the women on the riverbank,
Wallop their bosoms, wailing in a cohort, covered in sanguine red;
The chosen color of fate in this bed of feminocracy
A bleak country sans a vision or a voice;
As decapitated bodies float in the river,
Corpses nobody wants, nobody arrests;
As the bodies float to the jaws of a second death;
In the hands of slithering predators;
In the hallways of muddy banks; bewitching waters;
In a harrowing twilight.
Then one day, from the source of the river
Comes a speckle of hope,
A body, a bullet piercing a makeshift fontanelle,
Some unknown widow's husband, A mother's son,
Leaving behind a rare legacy.
A face that solemnly bequeaths to the onlookers, a morceau of hope.......
Two eyes, a nose and two lips that matter so much,
A burial, a much looked forward burial;
For one of the lucky ones.
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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The Edge Of Darkness
Ive looked into the heart of darkness
Where the blood-red journey ends
When youve faced the heart of darkness
Even you soul begins to bend
For a week I have been waiting
Still I am only in saigon
The walls move in a little closer
I feel the jungle call me on
Every minute I get weaker
While in the jungle they grow strong
What I wanted was a mission
And for my sins they gave me one
They brought it up just like room service
cause everyone gets what they want
And when that mission was all over
Id never want another one
I know captain
That youve done this work before
Weve got a problem
You can help us I am sure
The colonels gone rogue
And his methods are unsound
Youll take a pbr up river track him down
Theres a conflict in every human heart
And the temptation is to take it all to far
In this war things get so confused
But there are some things that cannot be excused
Hes acting like God - an insane lunatic
Your mission - exterminate
With extreme prejudice
The route is dangerous
And your progress may be slow
Heres the file and its all you need to know
Here I am the knife in my hand
And now I understand why the genius must die
Now I stand alone in the darkness
With his blood upon my hands
Where sat the warrior the poet
Now lie the fragments of a man
Ive looked into the heart of darkness
Where the blood-red journey ends
When youve faced the heart of darkness
Even you soul begins to bend
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Turn To Stone
She came from the past
She was never meant to last
Her destiny was fatal
From the start
A messenger from hell
She cast a deadly spell
On all of those who dare
To cross her heart
Aint no use in you trying to run
Fate has taken its toll
Just one look and the damage is done
Burn your eyes
Turn your heart into stone
History foretold of a circle
Cast in gold
An evil seed of power
Sealed within
But fate has lent a hand
Destroyed the golden band
And freed her soul
To wash the land with sin
Aint no use in you trying to run
Fate has taken its toll
Just one look and the damage is done
Burn your eyes
Turn your heart into stone
She cast a deadly spell
She put a spell on you
Shes got evil in her heart
Turn your heart into stone
Turn your heart into stone
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Aurobindo 13-Savitri-Book -1
An appreciation on Savitri-
Book I The Book of Beginnings-
Canto V The Yoga of the King:
The Yoga of the Spirit's Freedom and Greatness
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
'The glory he had glimpsed must be his home.
A brighter heavenlier sun must soon illume'
'The body illumined with the indwelling God,
The heart and mind feel one with all that is,
A conscious soul live in a conscious world.'
This, I have an aspiring waver inside..possible?
'His height repelled the lowness of earth's state'
Where'There are thrills of the flesh, but not the soul's desire.'
'In each success a seed of failure lurks.
He saw the doubtfulness of all things here,
The incertitude of man's proud confident thought,
The transience of the achievements of his force.'
Yes, 'incertitude' of life between birth and death
'And yet a greater destiny may be his,
For the eternal Spirit is his truth.'
'He can re-create himself''and fashion new the world'
'A call was on him from intangible heights;
He dwelt in the wideness of the Eternal's reign.'
'A universal light was in his eyes,
A golden influx flowed through heart and brain;
A Force came down into his mortal limbs,
A current from eternal seas of Bliss;
He felt the invasion and the nameless joy.'
And that, a blessing on the immortal soul
'A lone forerunner of the Godward earth, '
'In the eternal courts of Solitude. '
'In a divine retreat from mortal thought'
'His being towered into pathless heights,
Naked of its vesture of humanity.'
An immortal obligation far from mortal's apprehension..
............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Mission In The Rain
I turn and walk away then I come 'round again
It looks as though tomorrow I'll do pretty much the same.
I must turn down your offer but I'd like to ask a break
You know I'm ready to give everything for anything I take.
Someone called my name you know I turned around to see
It was midnight in the Mission and the bells were not for me.
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
Ten years ago, I walked this street my dreams were riding tall
Tonight I would be thankful Lord, for any dream at all.
Some folks would be happy just to have one dream come true
But everything you gather is just more that you can lose.
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain,
All the things I planned to do I only did half way
Tomorrow will be Sunday born of rainy Saturday.
There's some satisfaction in the San Francisco rain
No matter what comes down the Mission always looks the same.
Come again, walking along in the Mission in the rain
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Pitter-Patter
The sound of pitter-patter
Around the scintillating corona of a blazing bonfire
In the bleakness of a sun-parched terrain
On cracked veneers where jagged scripts are engraved
In the tongue of the earth, screeching towards the heavens
As the beats of the palms, on svelte drum heads
Even the reverberating echoes of a warrior persona
Calls forth a deluge from the heavens
As the soil awaits its call for a metamorphosis from within
For the seeds of the earth to leaven, to spiral
Towards a larger than life mural of a cascading Azure curtain
To embrace falling tears from the breaching heavens
To carry forth in their arms, the bed of civilization
A bequest of the gods, the seepage of celestial tear ducts
To spawn a grove of shoots, to engender a gathering of life forms
To divide and multiply in gay abandon,
Listening to the melodies of a different pitter-patter
One calling forth the genesis of life, to the bleakest of land
As the pulsating drum beats transform to a thanksgiving prayer
An oratorio resonating towards the heavens
To sash and bouquet the attentive gods for a heavenly intervention
The advent of a pluri-genic offspring, to mother Africa
For the liberation of her maternal instincts, her supple buxom breasts
To nurture the pitter-patter of her fledgling innocence
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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Heart & Soul
(graham russell)
Just loving you has left the world behind
I wish i knew how love could be so blind
Now all these thing i never can let go
Can't let go
I'd give you my heart and soul( i'd give you my heart and soul)
If that's what it takes to prove myself to you
I under stand my life has lost control
What would i do without your love to hold
Nobody knows how much i've come alive
All that i have to give i give to you from deep inside
I'd give you my heart and soul (i'd give you my heart and soul)
If that's what it take to prove myself to you
I'd give you my heart and soul (i'd give you my heart and soul)
To hold you now and let your love come thru
And all these nights i sat alone waiting for someone
And here you are my very own, waiting for so long
I want to give you more than you have ever known before
song performed by by Air Supply
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Heart Soul
(graham russell)
Just loving you has left the world behind
I wish I knew how love could be so blind
Now all these thing I never can let go
Cant let go
Id give you my heart and soul( Id give you my heart and soul)
If thats what it takes to prove myself to you
I under stand my life has lost control
What would I do without your love to hold
Nobody knows how much Ive come alive
All that I have to give I give to you from deep inside
Id give you my heart and soul (Id give you my heart and soul)
If thats what it take to prove myself to you
Id give you my heart and soul (Id give you my heart and soul)
To hold you now and let your love come thru
And all these nights I sat alone waiting for someone
And here you are my very own, waiting for so long
I want to give you more than you have ever known before
song performed by by Air Supply
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Lonely Star
lonely star
someday will reside in your heart
like enchanted song, silently unstoppable
shaking the soul
only human can feel lonely
though surrounded by many friends
impala and lion do not know sadness
tiger and wolf also can not shed tears
this wide world
is not hanged over the star
me and everybody
are the lone children
there is no choice can be made in our heart
though stare them all from above
but who ever we are
if feel alone and lonely
why don't keep walking
free yourself from lonely darkness
to meet someone
to move forward
challenge the sky
to the middle of unknown people
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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