To One Who Bade Him Work
EACH day Work bids my heart anew,
Fold wings and watch my brain at play;
But brain and heart will fly your way,
And find their natural home in you!
Come to me--'tis the only way!
For heart and brain have had to learn
Such carrier-pigeon feats of flight,
That were you here, my heart's delight,
My brain and heart to Work would turn,
Spread wings, and flutter from your sight.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Brain or heart?
Brain or heart?
Losing your heart for someone?
No, losing your brain for someone.
Falling in love gives euphoric feelings,
Which stems from brain and not heart.
The concept of love is formed
By top-down and bottom-up process,
That connects the brain and the heart
Through sensory nerves and hence so.
27.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bad Brain
I used to be an A student
I never used to complain
I used to be a truant
But I'm still the same
Bad bad brain
Bad bad brain
I used to go to parties
I used to drink champagne
Now I'm beginning to feel the strain
Bad bad brain
I used to be in show biz
I used to have fortune and fame
I used to have pleasure and pain
I used to have a name
Bad bad brain
Now I'm on the Bowery
I can't remember my name
Bad bad brain
Bad bad brain
Bad bad brain...bad bad brain...
song performed by by Ramones from Road To Ruin
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The Centre Of The Heart
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of the heart is the suburb to the brain?
You wear them so well, those innocent eyes
You're putting on a wonderful disguise.
I want you so bad, I'm pushing my luck
It feels like beeing hit by a truck.
This is no place special, don't know why I came
If someone has a minute, won't you explain?
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
Singing: "Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na"
Beeing with you, dealing with fire
Oh, won't you come around (come out) come out (today) and play
I want you so bad, answer my calls
Let's spend the night within these walls
This is no place special, nothing for the same (nothing for the same)
If someone's got a minute, do please explain!
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
Singing: "Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na"
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me...
(tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me)
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
Singing: "Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na"
What am I gonna do now?
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain?
The center of my heart... yeah, yeah, yeah!
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon hoooooooo!
Na na na na na na
What am I gonna do now?
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
song performed by by Roxette
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Invaders Of The Heart
Words and music by rick nielsen
(its rolling)
(oh, wrong song)
(its rolling)
Invaders of the heart
Are messin with my mind
Invaders of the heart
Can make your heart blind
Invaders of the heart
Are drivin me insane
Invaders of the heart
Are playin with my brain
I cant see anymore
Now Ive gotten tunnel vision
I cant be anyone
I just got no direction
I cant see anything
But I dont need glasses on
I cant think anymore
Im just a nervous wreck
Invaders of the heart
Are messin with my mind
Invaders of the heart
Can make your heart blind
Invaders of the heart
Are drivin me insane
Invaders of the heart
Are playin with my brain
I cant see anymore
Always buckle under pressure
I cant be anyone
The slightest thing will set me off
I cant feel anything
Im on pins and Im on needles
I cant think anymore
Ive lost my appetite
Invaders of the heart
Are messin with my mind
Invaders of the heart
Can make your heart blind
Invaders of the heart
Are drivin me insane
Invaders of the heart
Are playin with my brain
(take it, rick: 1, 2 ,3, 4, 5, 6 ,7 ,8 ,9 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32...)
Invaders of the heart
Are messin with my mind
Invaders of the heart
Can make your heart blind
Invaders of the heart
Are playin with my brain
Invaders of the heart
Are drivin me insane
Are messin with my mind
Make your heart blind
Invaders of the heart
(one more time!)
(okay, choice of lousy endings now.)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Brain Plus Heart
Wonder this brain human
Lasting ever to only reasoning
And never malleable to feelings..
Wonder this heart human
Lasting ever to only feelings
And never susceptible to reasoning..
Wonder this brain human
Despite its vast comprehension, acquisition
Never records the requisite in heart
Wonder this heart human
Despite its vast experience, endurance
Never ceases its inquisition somber
A hearty brain, a brainy heart
The human to rest in solace
Wonder if ever be getable..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The heart has no brain and the brain has no heart. That’s why feelings are unintelligible and thoughts are insensitive.
aphorism by Alejandra F. Tort from Toma las riendas...de tu vida (2011), translated by Dan Costinaş
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We Grow And We Die
May we die as we have delivered,
Natures of the brain are compact;
Nested in the rights of Our Word
Is the brilliant brain and the well-spoken heart.
May we die like the spring and not winter;
Offered to the mind is the brain,
For they both grow with each other,
Finding strength to resolve a certainty
That we have delivered.
The death of someone is a brain,
The mind has much to consider.
poem by Naveed Akram
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While the heart beats, bruise it — it is your only opportunity; while the eye can still turn towards you with moist, timid entreaty, freeze it with an icy unanswering gaze; while the ear, that delicate messenger to the inmost sanctuary of the soul, can still take in the tones of kindness, put it off with hard civility, or sneering compliment, or envious affectation of indifference; while the creative brain can still throb with the sense of injustice, with the yearning for brotherly recognition — make haste — oppress it with your ill- considered judgements, your trivial comparisons, your careless misrepresentations. The heart will by and by be still … the eye will cease to entreat; the ear will be deaf; the brain will have ceased from all wants as well as from all work. Then your charitable speeches may find vent; then you may remember and pity the toil and the struggle and the failure; then you may give due honour to the work achieved; then you may find extenuation for errors, and may consent to bury them.
quote by George Eliot
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Sonnet: Helmet-wearing Does Save Lives
A priceless brain resides within the skull,
From which the neural control reach each part!
–A living computer that takes each call,
And keeps all organs working fine, and heart.
A brain that’s smashed in accidents can’t work,
Nor can damaged a brain-box serve purpose;
Surrounding waters take brain off each jerk:
Protect each part in correct ways, God does.
When science has shown brain-injuries so rife,
Can be averted wearing helmets good,
Why not protect your God-given one life,
By putting proper cover like a hood?
Like how a shield protects one from a knife,
Yes, helmet-wearing saves your limbs and life!
‘Helmet-wearing does save lives! ’
poem by John Celes
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Too Much To Think About
Sister help take this pain from my heart
Help me stand up and find out whats right
Dont want to exist here in the dark
When the gates of eden offer so much light
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
Young man lay down your guns
And hold your woman in your arms
The concretes not worth dying fo
They say theres more to this life
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
So what am I living for
They say the truth is not hard to find
Its right here in front of my eyes
If I could just open my heart sometimes
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
But theres too much to think about
Too many problems in my brain
Yeah, theres too much to think about
How could I ever make up my mind
Make up my mind
Make up my mind
Make up make up my mind
Make up make up my mind
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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If I Can Teach This Heart
If I can teach this heart to stop
Loving you so much it hurts me,
Then maybe my brain that's on top
Won't ache from such frivolity.
Unruly emotions consume-
My heart beats a mind of its own,
Tell me when will my sleep resume?
This tired body wants rest alone.
Oh why can't the heart just obey?
In beating compliance submit
To wisdom my brain doth relay,
Not stressing it to the limit.
If I taught this foolish heart then
Not to see you and hear your voice,
You know I'll never love again,
A Stone Heart never had a choice.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain
January 5,2008
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Logically It Should Have Been You
if the brain is the heart
i could have loved and married you and lived with you
but my heart has a mind of its own
always at war with my brain
my logical choices versus the glowing of the heart
what could have been
and what must be
and what should have been
all these are discarded because the heart
says this
and i followed it
to the last letter of its sigh
its longings
its quivers
and to the end i may have regretted it
telling myself
how dumb had i been
the heart has its own reasons
which i cannot fathom
it is strong like the flood of the river
and i was weak
till i met the punishment
death of my mind
resurrection of my spirit
a broken body
a living heart
i have always chosen love even to the extent of my loss
my own eternal damnation
my inevitable perdition
but all is still fair in love, so they always say it
and how can ever dispute
the words of the wise
unless, otherwise, i deny what i have always been
a heart always full of love
and an empty mind
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Put Out My Eyes
Put out my eyes, and I can see you still,
Slam my ears to, and I can hear you yet;
And without any feet can go to you;
And tongueless, I can conjure you at will.
Break off my arms, I shall take hold of you
And grasp you with my heart as with a hand;
Arrest my heart, my brain will beat as true;
And if you set this brain of mine afire,
Then on my blood-stream I yet will carry you.
poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Mind Power
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
So when you walk through the door
Is this the bottom word
The fortress of violence will fall
When the tide will turn
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Is there a place you belong
When there is no love
The light that shines is so strong
When you come out of the dark
Yeah
Were living in a violent world
It makes our heart just freeze
Lets melt the ice with heart and soul
To heal a world that bleeds
(to heal a world that bleeds)
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
So when you walk through the door
Is this the bottom word
The fortress of violence will fall
When the tide will turn
So when you walk through the door
You can make it too
The fortress of violence will fall
If you want it to
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Dont use your fist, use your brain
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power, every hour, any minute, every day
Mind power
song performed by by Scorpions
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Sonnet- God Helps Me
Who blows thy hearth and keeps the fire on?
Who racks thy brain and goads out poems new?
Who inspires thy heart and soul each morn?
Who trims thy wings and paints a newer hue?
Who takes thy flight up higher in the sky?
Who gives thy pen a golden nib to write?
Who makes thy poems immortal, not die?
Who gives thee intuition and rare foresight?
This world of men has sensitised me first;
Their hurt, their hurdles- harken my mind's-eye;
Denied of justice, heart is filled with thirst;
My solace comes from Almighty who's nigh?
And so I soar up higher all the while;
No one can ever dare my work defile.
poem by John Celes
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Brain
Lord giveth the brain
To be sane
Which we all
Have profaned.
Made amongst us
Few insane
Mirrored reflection
For the sane.
But this brain
Of the sane
Has become
A source of bane.
Boon!
For him
Who
Lacks the brain.
No I, No my
No boundaries
To restrict
The flight.
Oh brain
Why
Thou has
This animal tamed.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Song
A bud has burst on the upper bough
(The linnet sang in my heart to-day);
I know where the pale green grasses show
By a tiny runnel, off the way,
And the earth is wet.
(A cuckoo said in my brain: "Not yet.")
I nabbed the fly in a briar rose
(The linnet to-day in my heart did sing) ;
Last night, my head tucked under my wing,
I dreamed of a green moon-moth that glows
Thro' ferns of June.
(A cuckoo said in my brain: "So soon?")
Good-bye, for the pretty leaves are down
(The linnet sang in my heart to-day) ;
The last gold bit of upland 's mown,
And most of summer has blown away
Thro' the garden gate.
(A cuckoo said in my brain: "Too late.")
poem by Trumbull Stickney from Dramatic Verses (1902)
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When the Pain In My Heart
When the pain in my heart
Equals the pain in my brain
When I think the only
Reason I care is
Because I am going in insane
When the pain in my heart
Equals the pain in my brain
When I think the only
Reason that I am here is
Because of all the years
When the pain in my heart
Equals the pain in my brain
When I think the only reason
For pain is gain of course
I think let’s start all over again
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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The Angel's Kiss
An angel stood beside the bed
Where lay the living and the dead.
He gave the mother -- her who died --
A kiss that Christ the Crucified
Had sent to greet the weary soul
When, worn and faint, it reached its goal.
He gave the infant kisses twain,
One on the breast, one on the brain.
"Go forth into the world," he said,
"With blessings on your heart and head,
"For God, who ruleth righteously,
Hath ordered that to such as be
"From birth deprived of mother's love,
I bring His blessing from above;
"But if the mother's life he spare
Then she is made God's messenger
"To kiss and pray that heart and brain
May go through life without a stain."
The infant moved towards the light,
The angel spread his wings in flight.
But each man carries to his grave
The kisses that in hopes to save
The angel or his mother gave.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Oh, Heart
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you beat?
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you weap?
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you hide?
Oh heart, oh heart, what lies inside?
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you cry?
Oh heart, oh heart, why do you despise?
Oh heart, oh heart, why are you weak?
Oh heart, oh heart, why can't you speak?
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you burn?
Oh heart, oh heart, why can't you learn?
Oh heart, oh heart, what went wrong?
Oh, heart, oh heart, can't you be strong?
Oh heart, oh heart, why are you blue?
Oh heart, oh heart, where are you?
poem by Whitney Albright
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