Disorder
My life is governed by the clock,
All duly mapped and plotted;
And only with a nervous shock
I miss the time allotted.
My course without has always been
Set straight to hedge and border;
But I confess that all within
Is vast and vague disorder.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Eating Disorder?
eating disorder, or is it?
it's eat or be eaten, you can't miss it,
that's the order of the disorder, border to border,
you're hooked to a food chain, hooked on a food train.
you come into this world, cut from a chord,
made from food, your overlord,
As decades roll by, food becomes you,
because you got to refuel to do what you do.
so you keep eating till you die,
(you just couldn't stay away from that last french fry,)
But don't you worry about who, what and why,
it's the cosmic menu, so don't cry.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Good Advice
Open the window I need some air
So many people and theres such disorder here
Familiar faces found out lies
Turn to the street now I watch the passers by
I wonder what they recognize
And what theyd recommend to fill my days
Possessions start to wear me down
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Instead they harbor secret thoughts
They break through windows that have twice been locked
I have to walk to wear me out
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
I throw my arms and pray to leave
I gotta head for love like is inside me
My lips press tight so not to drown
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Im nervous
Give me some good advice to wear me down
song performed by by Texas
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Art of Border
It could be a shield, it could be a cage
The safety sealant, the tying trap
The filter line, the block wall
Border, border, border
The sacred culture, the love crossing
The moral limit, the emotion frame
The rule control, the life permission
Border, border, border
The friction fight, the freedom cut
The bond mark, the fence crack
The counter side, the edge of touch
Border, border, border
Can you keep it as promise
Can you bridge it by hope
The song from deserted corner
Border, border, border
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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There was an old man on the Border,
Who lived in the utmost disorder;
He danced with the cat,
And made tea in his hat,
Which vexed all the folks on the Border.
quote by by Edward Lear
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My Bed Time
The bed time I miss
I miss when you told me to get ready for bed. I miss having you tuck me in at night., reading a bedtime story and if I was good a little melody. Then afterwards you would turn my nightlight on and say okay Kay-Kay it’s bedtime. Then you would sing a lullaby till I fell asleep. I miss your voice. I miss all the times we have spent together. I just miss you. I would give my life for you. I miss my bedtime with you. Then I miss you waking me up in the morning
“wakey-wakey, sleepy head”
poem by Makayla Straight
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If we ask a vague question, such as, 'What is poetry?' we expect a vague answer, such as, 'Poetry is the music of words,' or 'Poetry is the linguistic correction of disorder.'
quote by A.R. Ammons
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Coup Detat
On the border
Theres disorder
Now theyve gone too far
Wait for the coup detat
Fragmentation
We dont know who we are
Wait for the coup detat
No choice
Look what weve become
World peace
At the point of a gun
The voice
That calls everyone
Says fight
For a place in the sun
Proud mans daughter
Came through slaughter
But she still bears the scars
Wait for the coup detat
Declaration
cross the nation
Hailed as a rising star
Wait for the coup detat
Too late
To make any plans
The state
Has met her demands
We wait
For the blood on her hands to dry
On the border
Theres disorder
Proud mans daughter
Came through slaughter
song performed by by Level 42
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Shock To My System
So there I stood, square on my side of the great divide
A message came across a void
And for the first time in my life
Im awake, Im alive
I thought I was immune to this
til I felt the static charges in the air
I touch you, youre a live wire
Youre the raw fire burning in my heart
And it took me by surprise, thats no lie
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
A spark, a real shock
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
You start I cant stop
You taught me how to listen, shock to my system
My soul, my skin, you plug me in
And all of my pain is gone just like it never was
For the first time in my life I know what I feel
Now every time we touch Im caught off my guard
Thats no lie
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system,
A spark, a real shock
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
You start I cant stop
You taught me how to listen shock to my system
Shock to my system
Shock to my system
You know you are, you are a sharp, shock to my system
You start I cant stop...
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Time
We test time by seconds, minutes,
hours, days and years.
We then add figures in front of them.
We put time on everything,
whether it is inanimate or animate.
Time will have a space somewhere there.
We are cultured to
seek out time from everywhere.
When we cannot find it,
we are entirely lost.
However, do we really need
a clock to tell us things?
We can eat when we are hungry,
sleep when we are tired,
work until we’ve had enough
and play whenever the moment takes us.
In reality, we don’t need time.
Just think they never
had watches in the olden days.
Have you ever tried
to do without time?
If you haven’t then
you’re missing something so grand.
There are no worries and stress
that modern day brings.
It is healthier living at its best.
Totally relaxing
to enable you to run with the wind.
Time who needs it anyway?
Do we really need to be governed by a clock?
26 October 2007
poem by David Harris
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Dentention
I remember the night
It was cold with a darkly lit sky
Thats when a sense of panic was let fly
As the clock hit ten
I started to stress
For my homework was incomplete
A sin i must confess
It was due the next day
Right on nine
I would surely get dentention
And would have no say
As i'm out of time
My lunchtime for sure
Would be taken away
As punishment for this crime
But i suffer through it
Time passes so slow
But as the clock strikes two
I'm free to go: -)
poem by Daisy Class
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Whatever Have the Governed Become?
What ever have the governed become?
Mere puppets fed some grain
Of fancy lies as elections come
As though they lack some needed brain?
What ever end shall the governed be,
Mere numbers on the survey scale?
Pressed upon and taxed so freely
To pay for debts when leaders fail?
Why does the governed keep so silent
Accepting all in meek obedience
When in their hearts Protest is bent
On shouting out their very Conscience?
No, the governed will speak and rule
No more of lies and sheer Deception
Governed we are and we're not fools
We will not cower in the face of Corruption!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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To fetch you
To fetch you only
I am roaming here
within the time
allotted to me
within limited over.
Does not matter
how much batting.
In due course
I must get out
It is true.
It is also true
to complete fetching
You are the only person
who can help
And it is I
who can cross the
border of dispute
that you are not
a part of it.
I am thankful
and grateful
that you direct me
to move on this
right path of poetry
Where you are always
with me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Having Misidentified a Wild-Flower
A thrush, because I'd been wrong,
Burst rightly into song
In a world not vague, not lonely,
Not governed by me only.
poem by Richard Wilbur
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Eternity
Standing at the edge of the world,
I look out over eternity,
that edge of life where people go,
but never com back from.
Writers often talk about it,
no one has ever seen it,
nor is it ever mapped.
We hear it is a space so vast
that no eyes can see
where it begins or ends.
Romantics use it to describe love
and how some live.
However if no one has ever seen it,
how do we know it exists?
The question has no answer,
except that we are told
it is a long, long time.
23 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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I think your life is governed not by the bricks or mortar around you, it's governed by who holds your hand and who spits in your eye.
quote by David McCallum
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Sorrowful ocean
Life is like vast ocean,
Full of sorrow and pain,
Joy less and worry main,
Not to loose hope and energy regain,
To Learn a lesson from each failure,
Content with less and nothing to procure,
Difficulties more but patience to endure,
No immediate result but success is sure,
If life was ever to be smooth,
Who would pray and take oath?
Eat more and carry the weight
Sound sleep and get up late
Life and death are two parts of wheel
failure of any one may makes us to feel
Life may move on and doesn’t come to an end
Pray for success and ways to mend
who understands life but never lament?
No regrets but passing the comment
trying very hard to overcome the shock
Time never stops as clicks the time in clock
Hardship may give you endurance and strength
Will power to withstand and go to any length
No loss of face but to feel at ease,
Success to knock and failure to cease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ewe Transended
ewe transended
ewe transended
fever pitch working against time the clock tock tock the chime in mind the aweful feeling in my gut the test is getting done a valentine a valentine a valentine poem for the only one of love has reached a need for release the day is almost on us the delay is what eye seek eye knoe you miss me more then eye can ever miss the ewe so tell me darling in your heart and eye will hear it eye will know it eye will feel it all brand new eye live with out the dread of worry and of fear eye live with all the love that comes from holding on to you inside a shell of broken hide away nervous conditions given me to overcome the fever is just love for ewe transended
poem by Charles Hice
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Tick Tick Tick....!
Tick Tick Tick Tick,
Clock Ticks,
Lub dub Lub Dub heart beats,
Cycle of inhaling and exhaling
makes breath,
Pulses from unknown center has own lifetime,
keeps time for us, clock that set in
every cell schedules its life and
birth! Life is light trapped in atom,
excited electron has to fall back,
Just like life raises up and falls
back,
rhythm, wavelength and
frequency decide energy of light, local time may not match with
clock in other region,
Light travels covering space
does truly decide time?
You are the medium where light
is slowest, faster it is in different medium
and plane, Before the internal clock stops,
Sending warning alarm,
Alarm thyself, you are here not
only to know,
But also to the wish of the one
beyond light and clock, who can fix clock even in a light
photon,
can fix clock in everything,
Arise and awake before chime of
alarm,
No snooze is there in your clock, Never get yourself lost in
yawning,
No one can stay here.
when time is up!
Namaste and thank you all before
my clock ticks and buzz to say
time is up!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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I must govern the clock, not be governed by it.
quote by Golda Meir
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Showdown At The Border
His necktie is bright red
From lookin in one direction
No flowerchild in his bed
Hes got oil well protection
Just had to be a blind dog
Chewin on everything
Took a slice of the blackbird pie
She began her singing
I know that your oil is black
But your dipstick is pearly white
Ten gallons on your head
That aint what I need tonight
Showdown at the border
Showdown at the border
Showdown at the border
The rendezvous was neutral
He dont want no gossip headlines
Her polaroid blackmail
He said,no way Ive had mine
Just too much for him to lose
Because of some cuervo passion
Cold, cold forty-five, answered in texas fashion
I know that your oil is black
But the dipstick is pearly white
Ten gallons on your head
That aint what I need tonight
Showdown at the border
Showdown at the border
Showdown at the border
Bright red went to his head
Tequila tension rising
This is no business for the weak at heart
This is no business for those with a
Nervous disposition
Tanned man from the f.e.d.s
Cool mohair buying off the squeeze
Showdown at the border
(cleminson)
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Lyrics used by permission only.reproduction prohibited.
Copyright 1980 a&m records, inc.
song performed by by Nazareth
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