Bedroom (Sorrow Poem)
Narrow single fall-out bedroom fear,
Four poster dreaming fantasy love,
King size suite is playing-field empty,
Twin queens wondering if just for queens.
Hard or soft, big or small, no fun alone.
These sleepless thoughts caused,
By ever increasing jetlagged jetlag,
Which now feels more like hangover,
But incurable with a walk or hair of the dog.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Music and Vision Gives Kicks
Only two things can stupefy,
Women and Music, a twin barrel.
A decent woman and a melody
Can take me to Heaven.
To the rest, I am in oblivion.
Last night for eight hours, I was awake.
T. V. music and its queens kept me awake.
Libido rushed double the quantum.
Queens fed the eyes and music, the ears.
They in union induced my hormones.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Farmer
Clad in shabby dress, stinks sweat,
A churlish who works day and night
In the field,
To speed up the pace of progress,
To continue the game of politics,
The destiny of kingdoms
Lies on his rough palms,
By dint of his being,
The kings are kings and
The queens are queens,
He is the father of civilization.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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This Kingdom
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
The wild and eerie winter is upon us,
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
Your solution to royalty is absolutely ahead,
The summer believed me, it was absoluteness,
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
We say and did formulae of chemistry in bed,
The same post of evil as absentmindedness,
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
Our results bespeak in front of the led,
The exact opposite of leading is malice,
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
When does the king seek kindness from the misled?
Your happiness is special with malpractice.
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
The understanding I sought was hunger to be read,
A shining example of pride is in books of passiveness.
We can not witness a criminal who has been dead.
Had the kings and queens of this kingdom bled?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dreams
Through the misty swirls of broken thoughts
I passed the waterfalls you named unshed tears
And saw the single ray of hope
Piercing through the shadows of dark
I walk through dreams that are still yours
Fear not, for I tread softly still
Through the fantasy in your mind
I slayed the monster you named hate
With the sword of eternal light
Forged in the fires of pure love
I walk through dreams that are still yours
Fear not, for I tread softly still
Through the kaleidoscope of feelings
I saw the colors you named emotions
Mysterious black of unknown depth
And piercing blue of tranquility
I walk through dreams that are still yours
Fear not, for I tread softly still
Through the plush grass of emerald green
I ran through the field that you named peace
And heard the distant roar of freedom
Followed by the hush of calm
I walk through dreams that are still yours
Fear not, for I tread softly still
poem by Humna Hamid
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I just produced Criminal, this remake of Nine Queens, and one of the things that appealed to me about Nine Queens is that it was a performance piece, and that's the most fun.
quote by Steven Soderbergh
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You know, I do speak the Queens English. It's just the wrong Queens that's all. It's over the 59th Street Bridge. It's not over the Atlantic Ocean.
quote by Cyndi Lauper
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Seventeen Again
Yay though we venture through
The Valley of the stars
You and all your jewelry
And my bleeding heart
Who couldn't be together
And who could not be apart
We shouldve jumped out
Of that airplane after all
Flying skyways overhead
It wasnt hard to fall
And I had so many crashes
That I couldn't feel
At all...
And it feels like
Im 17 Again
Feels like Im 17
Times might break you
God forsake you
Leave you burned and bruised
Innocence will teach you
What it feels like to be used
Thought that youd done everything
You didnt have a clue
And it feels like
Im 17 Again
Feels like Im 17
Again
Looking from the outside in
Some things never change
Funny how it seems like yesterday ...
All those fake celebrities
And all those viscous queens
All the stupid papers
And the stupid magazines
Sweet dreams are made of anything
That gets you in the scene
And it feels like
Im 17 Again
Feels like Im 17
Again
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Yea
song performed by by Eurythmics
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The World Inside My Bedroom (album Mix)
I gotta pull the plug out
And to be alone
This melody in my sky
Tonight will only be mine
Me alone with my mind
It's raining and it's boring (?)
And it's drowning all the town
Tonight I'll hide in my bed
Or I can get myself wet
(...) like this forever
The world inside my bedroom
Walls made of fantasy
Make me feel alright in my bedroom
Playing this melody
I think of what I'm doing
And I wonder where I'm going
The caress in my visions (?)
That troubles my decisions
Is blocking any conclusions
So I long to feel the night
'Cause the darkness turns on light
On me and on my feelings
On the (...) that I'm regreting
While I'm failing and neglecting
The world inside my bedroom
Walls made of fantasy that
Make me feel alright in my bedroom
Playing this melody all night
The world inside my bedroom
Walls made of fantasy
Make me feel alright in my bedroom
This is where I can feel the light
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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Firelight and Nightfall
The darkness steals the forms of all the queens,
But oh, the palms of his two black hands are red,
Inflamed with binding up the sheaves of dead
Hours that were once all glory and all queens.
And I remember all the sunny hours
Of queens in hyacinth and skies of gold,
And morning singing where the woods are scrolled
And diapered above the chaunting flowers.
Here lamps are white like snowdrops in the grass;
The town is like a churchyard, all so still
And grey now night is here; nor will
Another torn red sunset come to pass.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Cedric's Message.
Cedric approached you
in the playground and said
My sister Christina
wants to see you
on the playing field lunchtime
and he said it
in a quiet voice
as if he didn't want
the other boys to hear
he ran messages for girls
and off he went
to play with some other boys
leaving you to stare out
onto the empty playing field
and so lunch time
after you'd eaten dinner
you went onto the playing field
beneath the summer sun
and there she was
over by the wire fence
waiting for you
and you said
Cedric said you wanted to see me
and she said
Yes do you mind
if we walk off alone together
I don't want other's ears
to move in on our conversation
No sure
you said
Let's go over by the woods
by the far fence
and so you walked off with her
across the playing field
by other kids who were playing
football or sitting talking
or playing skip rope
or whatever
and when you came
to the woods
you sat down with her
and she said
You do love me
don't you?
I mean you're not
seeing anyone else?
You looked across
the playing field
to where you'd sat
with another
some months before
and she had asked
the same question
but since then
it had turned
momentarily sour
Yes and no
you said
looking back at her
taking in her dark hair
and deep eyes
and how her hand
lay on her thigh
covered by grey skirt
and her naked knees
just visible
to the eye
What do you mean
yes and no?
she asked
you watched
her lips move
and replied
Yes I love you
and no I'm not
seeing another
and she smiled at you
and put her hand on yours
and waited for a kiss
and so you did
her lips on yours
out by the woods
on that summer day
out of doors.
poem by Terry Collett
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A Sleepless Night #2
sleep deprived, the restless mind
plays out scenes in thoughts
those now passed and to come
in every available scenario
the good, the bad and the ugly
paranoia playing lead villain
and hope the reluctant hero
the ever-changing pace of story
set upon the empty stage of night
forgetful lines amid many a silence
or moment of consideration
truth, fantasy and fear well cast
also act out these scenes
time passes, stories are told
dreams and nightmares evident
restless and sleep deprived
it becomes hard to distinguish
the lines of reality
before the closing act
of a sleepless night
poem by Matthew Holloway
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17 Again
Yay though we venture through
The valley of the stars
You and all your jewelry
And my bleeding heart
Who couldnt be together
And who could not be apart
We shouldve jumped out
Of that airplane after all
Flying skyways overhead
It wasnt hard to fall
And I had so many crashes
That I couldnt feel
At all...
And it feels like
Im seventeen again
Feels like Im seventeen
Times might break you
God forsake you
Leave you burned and bruised
Innocence will teach you
What it feels like to be used
Thought that youd done everything
You didnt have a clue
And it feels like
Im seventeen again
Feels like Im seventeen
Looking from the outside in
Some things never change
Hey hey Im a million miles away
Funny how it seems like yesterday ...
All those fake celebrities
And all those viscous queens
All the stupid papers
And the stupid magazines
Sweet dreams are made of anything
That gets you in the scene
And it feels like
Im seventeen again
Feels like Im seventeen
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybodys looking for something
Yea
song performed by by Eurythmics
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The Dead King
Hawaii's King resigned his breath
Our Legislature guffawed.
The awful dignity of death
Not any single rough awed.
But when our Legislators die
All Kings, Queens, Jacks and Aces cry.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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The Game Of Chess
Red knights, brown bishops, bright queens,
Striking the board, falling in strong ‘L's of
colour.
Reaching and striking in angles,
holding lines in one colour.
This board is alive with light;
these pieces are living in form,
Their moves break and reform the pattern:
luminous green from the rooks,
Clashing with ‘X's of queens,
looped with the knight-leaps.
‘Y' pawns, cleaving, embanking!
Whirl ! Centripetal ! Mate ! King down in the
vortex,
Clash, leaping of bands, straight strips of hard
colour,
Blocked lights working in. Escapes. Renewal of
contest.
poem by Ezra Pound
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Passionate Time
With such time of passion, we tread and bury
The crowned queens so quarrelling with kings of nations.
Their wondering heads wear those fitting decorations,
Round their skulls of glory.
Our hearts light with fervour, and glory utters a sound,
Unstable are the hearts of blood and gore, to make noise.
Round their skulls is sheer glory.
At the feet of the princesses are lots of tiny queens,
Just princes work with sad eyes to distribute effort.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Fantasy Remix
Oh yeah...
(Keepin it real son)
Ooh yeah
(That's right)
(Shining star... you're my shining star, girl)
(Yo, New York in the house
Is Brooklyn in the house?
Uptown in the house
Shalom are you in the house?
Boogie Down are you in the house?
Sacramento in the house
Atlanta, Georgia are you in the house?
West Coast are you in the house?
Japan are you in the house?
Everybody are you in the house?
Baby, baby come on, baby come on, baby come on)
Oh when you walk by every night
Talking sweet and looking fine
I get kinda hectic inside
Baby, I'm so into you
Darlin' if you only knew all the things that flow through my mind
But it's just a sweet, sweet
I'm in heaven
(Yeah)
With my boyfriend
(Oh yeah)
My laughing boyfriend
(It's so deep, so deep)
There's no beginning and there is no end
(Sweet, sweet)
Feels like I'm dreaming but I'm not sleeping
(Fantasy)
Sweet fantasy
(So sweet, you're my fantasy)
Sweet fantasy
(Sweet, sweet fantasy)
Images of rapture creep into me slowly
As you're going to my head
And my hearts beats faster when you take me over
Time and time and time again
But it's just a
I'm in heaven
(Hey baby)
With my boyfriend
(Oh yeah)
My laughing boyfriend
(It's so deep, so deep)
There's no beginning and there is no end
(Sweet)
Feels like I'm dreaming but I'm not sleeping
(Fantasy)
Sweet fantasy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sweet fantasy
(Hey yeah)
(Oh, oh it's just a sweet)
I'm in heaven
With my boyfriend
(Oh)
My laughing boyfriend
(On and on and on)
There's no beginning and there is no end
(So deep baby)
(Just a sweet, sweet)
Feels like I'm dreaming but I'm not sleeping
(Fantasy)
Ladies & Gentlemen
Introducing the Ol' Dirty Doggy
Let me go now, do do do
Me & Mariah go back like babies with pacifiers
Ol' Dirty Dog no liar
Keep the fantasy hot like fire
Jump, jump
Let me see you do the stomp
Girls, let me see you shake your rump
Yo brothas get it from the back and pump
And just do it, do it, do it
Uh huh
I'm a little bit country, I'm a little bit rock n' roll
And I'm soul to soul
Big letters all big and bold
Ol' Dirty Bastard across the globe
I'm in heaven with my boyfriend
My laughing boyfriend
There's no beginning and there is no end
(Sweet fantasy)
Feels like I'm dreaming but I'm not sleeping
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gonna do a remix
(Repeat)
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I'm gon' have some fun
(Repeat)
You are my fantasy
I'm in heaven
(Sweet fantasy)
With my boyfriend
(Oh yeah)
My laughing boyfriend
(Sweet fantasy)
There's no beginning and there is no end
(So sweet)
Feels like I'm dreaming but I'm not sleeping
song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Imperial Bedroom
Everyone agreed that she looked delightful
Except for her sister, who was hateful and spiteful
Blushing bright red from her head to her feet
But rushing into her bridal suite
The imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
Life turns out like a tv serial
A head full of daydreams, his hands full of material
She says its nothing, hes messing up her hair
And still he looks so neat
Stepping into the bridal suite
The imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
So the best man will do his best again
Now theyre getting dressed again
Blushing bright red from her head to her feet
Sneaking out of the bridal suite
The imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
We know who youre with and where you are
In the imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
Two names under the register
In the imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
Au revoir
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Encounter.
Isis had let the girl into
her small private room
at the school, she should
have said no, but she was
of two minds, and then
one, and then she just let
her in, and turned to the
window, not wanting to
face the girl, and let her
look break through to her
heart, and she had heard
the girl whisper, I love you,
so soft it seemed as if breathed,
as if a small knife had entered
under her ribs and inched
towards her heart, and she
had not turned around, and
had just replied equally softly,
I know, and then a few moments
Later, I love you too, and then
there was silence, and she
sensed the girl put her arms
around her waist, but she had
done nothing, just stood there,
looking out on the school grounds
at the playing field, and the girl
had released her, and Isis had
uttered, Best go now Jodie, and
she heard only quiet footsteps
and the door closing with a dull
thud, and the room seemed
suddenly empty, as if a world had
begun to die and another been
born, and over the playing field
a warm sun opened up like a
young god to a bright new dawn.
poem by Terry Collett
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Koocachoo
No-one else l know can thrill me like you do
I only ever want to go-go dance with you
Youre the dream boy of my bedroom poster
Now were on a roller coaster ride
Youre the greatest gift that l could ever wish for
And theres not a single thing l wouldnt give for
A little time with you, my koocachoo
cause lm so in love with you
No-one else can take me to the highs like you
You show me all the colours when lm feeling blue
Youre the brightest shining lights on broadway
Pink in evening sunsets every day
Youre the greatest gift that l could ever wish for
And theres not a single thing l wouldnt give for
A little time with you, my koocachoo
cause lm so in love with you
Even at night when lm sieeping
You are all lm ever dreaming of
Youre the greatest gift that l could ever wish for
And theres not a single thing l wouldnt give for
A little time with you, my koocachoo cause lm so in love with you
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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October [Octombrie]
As if it were an icon full of light
Inside my heart your lovely image looms,
And my own dreams – small apricot tree blooms –
Fall like the snow around it, soft and white.
And when I see you standing at the door
I leave my dreams and bow down at your feet;
I'm like a flake that's melting in the heat,
Under your eyes, which I so much adore.
But when you're bored and quickly go away,
When with small steps on narrow tracks you sway,
And trample on dead leaves with awe and fear,
I feel the autumn twilight in my breast,
I cannot think, I'm empty as a nest,
When the last swallows fly and disappear.
poem by Al. O. Teodoreanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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