Man
visioned
To rise to fall
Pricking conscience pricks
Consciousness wakes but wakeful so
Inert
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Prose Poetics-12
A few were spinning
Around the deities
A few were meditating
More a few were waiting
For 'archana'
Wakeful like the goddess
I was watching though
There was a silent pricking
Of conscience inside me
As I was not praying
But that didn't matter
For justice was on my side
As I was actually filing
A case against the priest
In the court of the goddess
Performing archana with
Cut-naamaas mumbled
Ashtotharam was interrupted
As of a show even today by
Cleaning around the deity
Talking to the flower girl
Counting the coins
More then and then
Service or profession
This impious act?
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Freedom is inseparable from conscience. And even if it is true that all the ideas developed by the social consciousness are the product of evolution, conscience at least has nothing to do with the historic process. Conscience, both as a sense and as a concept, is a priori immanent in man, and shakes the very foundations of the society that has emerged from our ill-conceived civilisation.
quote by Andrei Tarkovsky
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Rise Or Fall
Take action
Gotta raise a fist in blood
Domination
Can't continue acting like jerks
You show me all there's a chance
With only words for defence
There is no freedom to speak, no
Rise or fall
Number one to take the stand
Rise or fall
Take a word from this promised land
Yeah
Your reaction
Sticks and stones are no match for steel
This rebellion
Revolution's in your hands
Now listen
So it's part Apache
Do you know what that means?
Is it a segregation?
Rise or fall
Number one to take the stand
Rise or fall
Take a word from this promised land
Strength in numbers can alter your place
Take the action before it's too late
Make a stand
Give it up
Rise or fall
Number one to take the stand
Rise or fall
Take a word from this promised land
Rise or fall
Number one to take the stand
Rise or fall
Take a word
Take a word from this land
Rise or fall
Rise or fall
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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A pain that pricks the conscience is more effective than a lot of whiplashes.
Do I Look Like A Rose?
Do I...
Look like a rose?
A mixed hybrid,
That pricks when picked...
If not carefully held,
In an anxious hold.
Do I.
Do I...
Look as if my beauty exists,
For a quick lift...
For you to run off with!
Do I...
Look as if,
I have something to give...
With an offering found,
To be irresistible?
Do I.
Do I...
Look as if my beauty exists,
For a quick lift...
For you to run off with!
Do I...
Look like a rose?
A mixed hybrid,
That pricks when picked...
If not carefully held,
In an anxious hold.
To sit and wither to watch...
As we both grow old?
Do I, do I...
Look as If I'm that kind,
Of rose to behold?
I could be.
But if overnight,
You decide not to treat me right...
I can also bite!
With a stinging done,
You will never forget.
With a pricking you will wish,
You had never chose to pick!
With a scent that will not soon leave,
Your swollen nose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I like the sound of violin
Sharp and probing
Pricking like needles
My heart is numb and painful
Acupuncture violin
Pricking my heart my soul
I become lost too unbecoming
My defined peace
It is here in settled absences
Nothing fills it
Now it must be something coming new
Filling pricking needles of violins
Make me live make me pain some more.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet 151
Love is too young to know what conscience is,
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove;
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body’s treason.
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love—flesh stays no father reason,
But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize—proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
No want of conscience hold it that I call
Her "love" for whose dear love I rise and fall.
poem by William Shakespeare from Sonnets (1609)
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Assimilate
As easy for water
To trickle down
Easier for habits
Bad to be conjured
Once conjured
Easier to assimilate
Not afraid of further falls.
Making sacrifices big and small
Attain heights
Where, vice
Merely in thoughts
Pricks the conscience
Forewarns of fall
Of which
Soul would find
Difficult to absolve
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is
Love is too young to know what conscience is;
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove.
For thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason,
But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
No want of conscience hold it that I call,
Her "love" for whose dear love I rise and fall.
poem by William Shakespeare
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Rise & Fall
These are the streets I used to walk
On summer nights, sit out and talk
Thats the house where I used to live
I remember what I would give.
This is the town I wont forget
And after anger theres nothing left
Walking now round and round
Familiar sights are open ground.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
We used to live where children play
They leave their homes a mile away
To come and stand in trees and grass
Where we once walked the memories last.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
The sun shines east, the sun shines west
But I know where the sun shines best
Casey street in the afternoon
Once again its over too soon.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Rise
(rise)
(rise)
Rise and fall
Rise and fall
song performed by by Madness
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The Rise & Fall
These are the streets I used to walk
On summer nights, sit out and talk
Thats the house where I used to live
I remember what I would give.
This is the town I wont forget
And after anger theres nothing left
Walking now round and round
Familiar sights are open ground.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
We used to live where children play
They leave their homes a mile away
To come and stand in trees and grass
Where we once walked the memories last.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
The sun shines east, the sun shines west
But I know where the sun shines best
Casey street in the afternoon
Once again its over too soon.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Rise
(rise)
(rise)
Rise and fall
Rise and fall
song performed by by Madness
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Rise And Fall
(McPherson/Foreman)
These are the streets I used to walk
On summer nights, sit out and talk
That's the house where I used to live
I remember what I would give.
This is the town I won't forget
And after anger there's nothing left
Walking now round and round
Familiar sights are open ground.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
We used to live where children play
They leave their homes a mile away
To come and stand in trees and grass
Where we once walked the memories last.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
The sun shines east, the sun shines west
But I know where the sun shines best
Casey street in the afternoon
Once again it's over too soon.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Being here again
I can recall
Forgotten moments
The rise and fall.
Rise
(Rise)
(Rise)
Rise and fall
Rise and fall
song performed by by Madness
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No Regrets
Wouldn’t it be a nice world
if we had no regrets
for the things we do,
but that is not the case,
our conscience says that will not do,
so we carry the baggage
for things we’ve said or done.
The most regrets we have
is when we hurt a loved one,
it’s always in the heat of the moment
and we say and do a lot of things
that we would normally never do.
Then our conscience pricks us
and asks why did we do that,
another regret for the baggage
that we all carry around.
4 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Conscience's functions
The nose smells when the odour changes.
The conscience pricks when the wrong enters.
The nose goes silent after the change stays.
The conscience goes dumb after the wrong stays.
Entering the fish market,
You will smell the fish.
Staying in the fish market,
You will no longer feel it.
08.04.2012.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sun Rise The Mood Fall
sun rise each morring your a wake each moring
the moon fall dialy but when it become mide night
the moon rise and the sun fall
when moon rise it set a upon your face
the sun glow upon your face with your eyes glow like the ocean
in the moring where didi the moon go
sun rise up when you read for the day to star and
the moon fall down the sun is king
the mood rise once aging when it night
SUN RISE THE MOON FALL
poem by Julisw Kelley
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Seconds
It takes a second to say goodbye,
Say goodbye.
It takes a second to say goodbye,
Say goodbye, say bye bye where are you going to now?
Fall, rise and . . . fall, rise and . . .
Lightning flashes across the sky,
]from east to west you do or die.
Like a thief in the night,
You see the world by candlelight.
Fall, rise and . . . fall, rise and . . .
In an apartment on times square,
You can assemble them anywhere.
Held to ransom, hell to pay,
A revolution everyday.
U.s.s.r., d.d.r., london, new york, peking.
Its the puppets, its the puppets who pull the strings.
Say goodbye, say goodbye.
It takes a second to say goodbye,
Push the button and pull the plug, say goodbye.
Fall, rise and . . . fall, rise and . . .
Theyre doing the atomic bomb,
Do they know where the dance comes from?
Yes theyre doing the atomic bomb,
They want you to sing along.
Say goodbye, say goodbye.
song performed by by U2
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The Collective: The Marionette in a Yellow Dress
She sat on the chiffonier
Behind the glazed walls
Her lifeless eyes rover
About the gamines' rise and fall
In a mimicry of maneuvers
She yearn for her to be hauled
Her regal and inert grace is
Reserved with her melancholic reveries
Thawing the quintessence of her bliss
Whilst in the playhouse's heraldries
And when the pang of jealousy kiss
The strings will tangle with her maladies
Oh! Marionette in a sun dress
Rest those stiff smile and unfurl
What lies behind the curled tresses
And synthetic rouges and smile of pearl
Surmount a leg from your duress
And sever the laces of your world
Zither a string, a marionette fall
Into a ring—winter, spring, summer and fall
poem by Norman Santos
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The Written Poems
Ah, which is not poetry
Sun and moon, day and night
Birth and death, merry and sorrow..
Happiness be if idyllic poem
Even sorrow a dolorous poetry..
Yes..lovely poems
But sorrow is not sorrow to swear
Inside the inside, inside it a dream
Rolling is sorrow on uncaged glee
A glee of unfettered wishes and desires
An aesthete of the secret soul..
Yes..a lovely poem
And gaiety too not so to swear
Inside the inside, inside it a guilt
Pricking the soul is the wakeful conscience
Awry-sorry-karma on wrong rungs
A fake upping of the secret soul
Yes..a lovely poem
Ah, just in bliss of ripened years
Connoisseur you rejoice them
Glee and guilt, aesthetes of secret soul
Written poems in every godly creature
Found and read in appreciation to acclaim
Oh..lovely poems
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The herd of sheep.
I wake up; the sun wakes up.
As I wake up the sun wakes up.
When I wake up the sun wakes up.
Since I wake up the sun wakes up.
Because I wake up the sun wakes up.
I shall show you the day;
I shall dispel the dark.
I shall show you the night-less day.
I am the seer, the prophet, the son of God.
I am the God incarnation.
The head told; the herd of sheep followed.
12.11.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Erase 'em All
Building the walls around it
Created self with nothing much
Without a cost to find it
Feeling avoid and losing touch
The borrowed taste his novelty
Could be a product of another's humility
Don't worry your loss wil be his gain
He wouldn't hesitate to turn his back on you
And it might be true
Erase 'em all - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall befoer you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all
The warning's out it's gonna come to an end and I
Hate to see him label me as a friend tonight
Never question my intentions without the right
Showing me another way to turn his back on you
And it might be you
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
You wanna stay you'd better run
When I catch up you better have a gun
I'm so wound up from playin' dumb
This time it's real and real isn't fun
You never saw this side before
Don't test the water for what's in store
I drew the line and I learned a rule
What's good for me isn't good for you
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all
song performed by by 1208
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