The Voice
where from it comes
i know not
sometimes it's as
close as a whisper
at times i hear it
reaching me
piercing through the
innumerable dark layers
that wrap firmly around me
surprisingly, there are times
when i hear it as if
a formless being talks it over
sitting right in front of me
of late i realise
it comes mostly from
within me...
*in response to Onelia Avelar's
comment on 'dialogue with self: iii'
11dec2009
13.44hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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For The Good Times
(words & music by kris kristofferson)
Dont look so sad, I know its over
But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning
Lets just be glad we had some time to spend together
Theres no need o watch the bridges that were burning
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops fallin soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
Ill get along, youll find another
And Ill be here if you should find you ever need me
Dont say a word about tomorrow or forever
Therell be time enough for sadness when you leave me
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops fallin soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
For the good times
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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TV Me
They cover me in the clothes you see
And I'm suffocating I try to breathe
Only here to let them know
Fading out as the hours go
Cover me if I walk away
Tripping out, I'm in hyper space
Till the will it begins to break
Feel the wall as it starts to shake
Too late, I know
I'm getting deeper, oh yeah
Falling away
Goodbye all, I'm in heaven
Hear me now, desperation
Reaching out, arms wide open
Hear me now I say
Move away if you still don't see
Hanging on, it could never be
Give it up when you start to bleed
Take it down, it feels good to me
You gotta be what you try to be
Only see what you wanna see
Just to see what you've done to me
Had a lover, I think I'm free
Too late, I know
I'm getting deeper, oh yeah
Falling away
Goodbye all, I'm in heaven
Hear me now, desperation
Reaching out, arms wide open
Hear me now I say
Gone, gone, gone
Too late, I know
Too late, I know
Goodbye all, I feel free
Hear me now, don't cover me
Reaching out, as I leave
Tripping out, TV Me (TV Me)
Goodbye all, I feel free (I'm in heaven, TV Me)
Hear me now, don't cover me (Desperation, TV Me)
Reaching out, as I leave (Arms wide open, TV Me)
Tripping out, TV Me (I swear, TV Me)
Goodbye all, I'm in heaven (I'm so free, TV Me)
Hear me now, desperation (I'm so free, TV Me)
Reaching out, arms wide open (I'm so free, TV Me)
Hear me now I say
song performed by by Feeder
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Problems At PH
At times PH is plagued with problems
and new ones crop up everyday.
However, its appeal is irresistible
no matter what we say.
It gets to you at times when you log in
and it logs you out again.
You make a comment on a poem, post it
and when the page refreshes
the comment isn’t there.
You post it again and again
and the recipient of the comment
wonders why you posted it a half a dozen times.
Then there are the times when it just won’t let you in
and your frustration grows.
Each day is a new adventure
whenever we log in again and again and again.
If you ask the powers to be a question,
it is months before you get a reply.
You say that you are going to leave,
but the draw is irresistible
and therefore instead of saying goodbye
you should be saying is see you later
when I can log in.
We must love the frustration that this site brings
and one day hope the powers to be
might eventually get it right.
poem by David Harris
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Temptation
Temptation:
You never knew when it's coming;
it shows up.
It needs no invitation;
it comes at odd times.
Work is slow...
Down time.
There you are reflecting,
trying to ease your mind
and bim!
Temptation!
Where did it come from?
Who asked for it?
Did you hear her coming?
Did you hear her belly aching?
Yes you did!
Did you hear my response?
No you did not!
Why? Because I did not.
Temptation!
If I answered...
One thing leads to another.
Around here
people call the police
for a whisper.
Next thing you know,
you are cuffed and taken down.
Temptation!
Men, listen up
be prepared for temptation.
It's omnipresent...
If you are at church
it is there.
If you are at work
it is there.
A spoiler of a good time.
An enemy of rest,
your spouse's friend.
Careful, here it comes.
Temptation!
Howch!
poem by Buxton Shippy
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For The Good Times
(Kris Kristofferson)
Don't look so sad;
I know it's over;
But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning.
Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together
There's no need to watch the bridges that we're bur.....ning.
Lay your head upon my pillow,
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
blowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times.
I'll get along; you'll find another;
And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me.
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever.
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me.
Lay your head upon my pillow,
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
blowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times.
Andr Velloso - Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
[email protected]
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Unwitting
I would run away
except I have no place to run
except to you.
I would fade to dim
except
your light
keeps me in view.
My eyes cast down
certain days
but you have
mirrors
on my ground
and they my eyes
re-direct.
I take a match
to flame my aching soul
and your ocean pond
would not hear of it.
I've talked of leaving life
and you put it before me
and I can't.
I sit down
my head in my hands
and hear you whisper
a tiny centimeter
away
and my whole body
feels light again.
This you do for me
everyday
most times
un-knowing
that you do
by
just reaching out
in your natural way
saving my life
unwittingly
each day.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A You Who
If there is a little man
that lives on my shoulder
and tells me 'no' when
I am tempted,
then why sometimes
I don't hear from him
when I need him most?
If there is a angel bright
who leads me at all times
to the light
then pray tell
how did I end up here
in the dark?
If I am the observer of all this
then why do I not convene on this
a conference between the two?
And lets include the Devil too
for he surely has a role here too.
At the conference I say:
'Now listen angel and little man
what is going on here?
What good are guardians who
go AWOL
at precisely the wrong times?
What guide is this who abandons
the trail when danger looms? '
The angel said in her defense
said, 'I do speak out but you
close your ears
I yell, I scream, but to no avail.
Hoarse, I give up thinking the little man will take over.'
The little man said 'I am thinking the same thing
except in reverse.'
The Devil lounged in the back ground and said nothing
until I accosted him and asked 'What is your story? '
He stirred slowly, saying 'Story I have none, but I will
comment upon the obvious truth here.
You are part them and you are part me.
And each time you hear those voices
mine and theirs
it is you my friend that is making that choice
don't foist it off on them and me.
'I' I said outraged. 'I am the cause of all this?
'Yes they all said. 'Because in fact, you are the only one in the room.'
We are just people you made up to remind yourself that you are you.'
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Imagination
I have come to indecision
Someone is pushing me
All the cities, subways, rivers
No direction left for me
I have lost my way home early
I dont care cause I wont stay there
All I hear is this silent whisper
Will you be here again
Imagination takes the shadows away
Everyday Ive been without you
Imagination keeps the shadows away
Everday I stay without you
Too many times, without you
I have seen your eyes in purple
I have seen your eyes in blue
All the flowers, tears and faces
All the days I spent with you
Again and again Ive been escaping
Ive been lost in the dark I fear
Can you hear this silent whisper
Will you be here again
Imagination takes the shadows away
Everyday Ive been without you
Imagination keeps the shadows away
Everday I stay without you
Too many times, without you
Choose and change you say
How can you let this run away
See the storms through your broken window
See the beauty of the falling rain
Everyday Ive been without you
Everyday shadow follows me
Cant you see you left your traces
In too many faces
Imagination takes the shadows away
Everyday Ive been without you
Imagination keeps the shadows away
Everday I stay without you
Too many times, without you
song performed by by Xymox
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Domestic
I am at home
but still homesick
my homeless heart
is sick - true home for
heart is much to seek.
poem by ONElia AVElar
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4th Of July
Born of the age
Flagged hopes
Censored rage
The black clad box
Bombs bursting in air
Bleed white red and blue
Cried dawn's early light
For the hope
Oh where has it gone
Brothers sisters stand firmly and try
Reaching the spacious ski-ies
Fourth of July
Lie by the sword
Black times
False reward
The greetings of doom
So proudly they hail
Lost fortune of free
The stripes and bright stars
Promise lost
Oh where has it gone
Brothers sisters stand firmly and try
Reaching the spacious ski-ies
Fourth of July
Brothers sisters stand firmly and try
Reaching the spacious ski-ies
Fourth of July
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Good Catch
long hair spread on a blue pillow
her fishing-net full, a good catch
sweet dreams and a man's sunken head
deep in her blue fairy pillow...
poem by ONElia AVElar
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Always There
I'm running away
I've got to get home
I'm lost in a crowd
But I'm still on my own
I'm looking ahead
So I'm staying behind
I'm not being cruel
I'm just being kind
I close my eyes
It's no surprise
I'm always there
Can't count the times
I've tried to hide
And found nowhere
I'm trying to lay low
But I keep getting high
My feet on the ground
Got my head in the sky
My eye on the future
That's stuck in the past
I find I can't lose
When I aim to come last
I realise
It's no surprise
That nothing's clear
That black is white
That day is night
And there is here
I'm right on the ball
But I'm missing the mark
I burn in the sun
I'm scared of the dark
Got an ivory tower
With a bird's eye view
Got plenty of time
But nothing to do
The best disguise
It's no surprise
Is disappear
Can't count the times
I've tried to hide
And found nowhere
I'm running away
I've got to get home
I'm lost in a crowd
But I'm still on my own
I'm looking ahead
So I'm staying behind
I'm not being cruel
I'm just being kind
I realise
It's no surprise
That nothing's clear
That black is white
That day is night
And there is here
The best disguise
It's no surprise
Is disappear
Can't count the times
I've tried to hide
And found nowhere
I close my eyes
It's no surprise
I'm always there
Can't count the times
I've tried to hide
And found nowhere
I realise
It's no surprise
That nothing's clear
That black is white
That day is night
And there is here
The best disguise
It's no surprise
Is disappear
Can't count the times
I've tried to hide
And found nowhere
song performed by by UB40 from Guns In The Ghetto
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We Fly So Close
we never realise just how close we come to disaster whether in love or everyday life...
My harbour lights are fading fast
Soon theyll disappear
Alone I sit in darkness
Hoping someone might come near
Though I wait, though I try
No one ever comes
And the feeling that I have flood over me
The river starts to run
We fly so close
We fly so close
Sometimes we fly too close
Every place you run to, everywhere you turn
There are places that you know you should not go
But some bridges just wont burn
All my life, though I try
I cannot change the past
And the ghosts that come back to haunt you
Make you realise at last
We fly so close
We fly so close
Sometimes we fly too close
We fly too close
My heart is racing much faster now
Life passes before my eyes
Somethings I see, they make me smile
Somethings they make me cry
So I look, so I try to find
A lesson I can learn
The passing of time hasnt changed my mind
And the ghosts I know return
You know we fly so close
We fly so close
Sometimes we fly too close
We fly too close
We fly so close, you and I sometimes
Sometimes we fly so close,
Well never know how many times
We fly so close
We fly so close
song performed by by Phil Collins
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For The Good Times
Dont look so sad, I know its over
But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning
Lets just be glad we had some time to spend together
Theres no need to watch the bridges that were burning
Chorus:
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the rain drops
Blowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
Ill get along and youll find another
And Ill be here if you should find you ever need
Dont say a word about tomorrow or forever
Theyll be time enough for sadness when you leave me
Repeat chorus
For the good times
For the good times
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Conversation with God
Dear God,
If I wrote you a letter and mailed it,
Would that help?
Would you understand me better then?
If I light it on fire
Will the smoke not only carry the words but their intent on it's billowing wings?
Will they coil themselves into your ears,
Will you finally hear me then?
I've been screaming for years
I've whispered some
I've cried a deluge of tears.
I've become a raving mad lunatic
I've hurled myself against the iron bars
Of the cage you've put me in.
Come visit
See my tear stained face.
Help me understand how we've created the
Me
I've become.
Do I ask for too much?
You only speak to me in
Yes's
and
No's.
You only show me today
I want to know about tomorrow, but I get the silent treatment.
So,
If I am indeed the master of my fate
If I really were the captain of my soul
Why is it that you pain- stakingly remind me
I really have no control.
This life
This voyage you have sent me on
Seems so solitary at times.
What if I jumped out
In the hopes that the dark blue waters
Of the ocean would fill me up until
I
Sink to the bottom like a heavy stone.
Would you see me then?
Would you save the drowning man?
I am nothing more than a grain of sand
Screaming as loud as I can
Competing with other screaming grains of sand
For
You
To
Hear me.
Hear me, I whisper
Hear me, please
Hear me, I whisper
Hear me, I plead
Talk to me in a language I can comprehend..
All I'm begging for..
Is
You make me whole again.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Late night driven by
Late night
And i´m sitting here
Watching the dark road pass me by
Trough the car window, there´s him
And then there´s me
Late night
And i´m sitting here
Thinking about the random things that cross my mind
Next to me, there´s him
And then there´s me
Late night
Driving trough the loneliness of the night
Watching my life before my eyes
There´s him and
Then there´s me
Late night
And the radio is the only thing
We can possibly hear at this moment
There´s him and then there´s me
This silence is striking
Late night
Tried falling asleep
There´s him
There´s me
I wonder if he knows that
There is you.
poem by Nina gáspari
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Good Times
Good times [3x]
Oh baby, Good times...
Good times- any time you need a payment
Good times- any time you feel free
Good times- any time you rock the mic
You're not getting hassled; not getting hustled
Keeping your head above water
Making a wave when you can
Taking every layoff
Good times
Easy way to rip off
Nipple buenos
Scratching + surviving
Good times
I hear you baby chime in
+ it's good times
Aint we lucky we got our good times?
This was a previously unreleased track that was put out on a Vagrant Records
compilation in '98.
song performed by by Blink 182
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All Alone In The Dark
I can see you when the moon is shining bright
I can feel you when the moon is out of sight
Whisper softly, well it sounds so nice
All alone in the dark, all alone in the dark
I can hear the words you whisper when youre near
I can feel them tickle softly in my ear
Kiss me softly while theres no one here
All alone in the dark, all alone in the dark
You know this darkness makes me see
That youre the only one for me
You know this darkness makes me see
And this times the only time
We can make our feelings ryhme
With all the things we could not say
I can see you when the moon is shining bright
I can feel you when the moon is out of sight
Whisper softly, well it sounds so nice
All alone in the dark, all alone in the dark
All alone in the dark
song performed by by Monkees
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On Betrayal
we often feel as if we've been betrayed...
and we're hurt, angry, scarred, and vindictive...
but the truth is we lead lives of betrayal.
times we fail others, times we fail ourselves.
times when we mean to do the right thing,
and dont follow through.
times we excuse ourselves by
saying we're following our heart.
times we turn away,
and blame it on circumstance.
times we dont dare to do what life demands.
times we choose indifference,
times we think we've already given enough.
times we choose the easy way out.
times we are not grateful...
times we dont forgive but expect forgiveness.
times we dont speak what our heart feels,
until it's too late....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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No Business Of Ours
How many times have we
turned our back on someone
who needed our help?
Too many times,
we turn our back saying
this is no business of ours.
How many times have we
walked away on someone
who just needed someone there?
Too many times,
we turn a deaf ear
when we should be listening.
How many times have we
done these things?
Too many times and more.
How many times have we
stood by in someone’s crisis,
but never did a thing.
Too many times,
we have never lifted a finger
when we should have stepped in.
One cry heard in the night
and never answered
is just one cry too many.
Cemeteries are too filled with cries
that were no business of ours.
One day we might realise
one voice can defeat an army,
and one outstretched hand of friendship
could reverse all too popular trends,
saving us from saying,
over and over again,
this is no business of ours.
7 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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