The Pinching of Metal and the Deteriorating Immunity
This is what you suffered to fear,
The naked face of immoral reality weeding out your social dogmas,
Subliminally excreting intoxicated doctrines to rape your diluted state of being,
Polluted emotion has left me craving blood and sex,
Raw, impure, adulterated beast
Stewing morbidly under the skin
Oh how the prostituted mentalities of rodents screech in muted overtones,
God's pussified drones of a sickening nature,
I have grown to love the hatred of man's undisputed carnality
And the cold detachments of their wrathful grudges,
I am my own saviour,
Impersonal emptiness,
Hollow husk of what you consider a human man
Walking, killing, breeding,
Within the walls of immunity
As the bones of infant leeches drive me to be impaled,
The noise fades
As the vibration increases...
poem by Jack Cropes
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When nature is....
Like water and air, blood is polluted
Rivers have been made impure and purity diluted
So we are thoughtless and merciless too
We have seen great struggles but today nothing to think through
Millions of quick bucks are expected in overnight
Then why to struggle for poor people's right?
They may die and must die for inaction
Who is there to ask us why for any reaction?
When nature is affected to dangerous level
Nothing is expected to go well
Man changes and so the nature
Giving complete change to nature
People become selfish and leaders too hollow
How can country progress and grow?
When there is enough to grab at free will
Any person in opposition can be easily killed
It speaks of truth and is clearly visible
We need to search soul else face the troubles
If we can't change ourselves and reform
The hard core fabric may stand torn
Let us not blame system or others
We are part of it and tendency is cause to bother
It is natural law that mighty may only survive
You got to make the way and powerfully drive
Still it is not late to adjust and educate opinion
Neither people should not dig their own grave for region
Not encourage any thoughts for propagation of religion
Nature may remain same for all to be with as companion
Love to live with and give whatever you can like nature
Air, water and light is totally free without any bond for sure
Why do we then create artificial disorder and suffer?
Nature has so much for us in store to offer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life today
We are polluted
Thoughts are diluted
Voice is muted
Environment not suited
Such is life today
We have been pushed away
Nature is far off and distant dream
We are acting as an individual and not team
We are divided in cast, creed and religion
Hatred is added and forgotten the region
We are limited to tiny land
Where only foes rule and not the friends
Atrocity, murders and rape is order of the day
Such has become routine and find’s its way
Life is uncertain and goal very much unclear
Death has become cheap life always feared
Life is changing very fast
Nothing has been built on trust
At every step you encounter deception
Possibly it is order of day with new perception
How many deadly diseases added their names?
No immunity or medicine is found or claimed
Counter to counter resistance is diminished
Life stands to be lost and get finished
Any thing can happen on the way
You want peace in life to stay
It can never be had or dreamed
No hope of ray is possible or beamed
Everything has become instant
But has increased the distance
The natural flavor is lost
But has doubled its cost
What do we want to enjoy?
Fast life with fear in the absence of joy
I wish to return to natural habitat
Hopefully will be able to change the habits
Let city change its mood?
Let them change entire pattern of food
But one thing will never be changed
The pollution and others may not be managed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Killing Fields
You know the feeling
When adrenaline takes control
Can't beat the rush
That leaves a suicidal hold
Instinct spares no one
Destroying the human heart
The taste of blood
Can rip your soul apart
Devils that drive us
Do not discriminate
A state of mind
That becomes the ultimate end
Action reaction
Blood line is not immune
To the depth of human nature
Inside of me and you
A sociopath with empty eyes
and no soul
Paranoid psychotic heart of stone
My blood runs cold
Evils of passion
Can drive reason to extremes
Love
song performed by by Slayer from Divine Intervention
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Reality Bites
reality has a picture
an old one, still black and white
for which i have
this love-hate relationship
of keeping it and
then throwing it away
again
reality has a way of showing me
that i cannot escape
and here i am as always
visiting it alone when no one is watching
we are friends finally
and we keep secrets
reality knows how to keep this secret
this Sphinx of my mind
that black bird with strong wings that
can fly away whenever it likes
to
and stay on top of the situation
saying:
' i can manage the weight
of silence'
reality this venomous snake that bites
me and can kill me
even
but through time i have taken much
dose by
dose
teeth to
teeth
and so
i gained this immunity
of death and pain
'we get attuned
to heat'
the desert has this
wisdom
somehow
reality is skin to my bones and flesh
or bones and blood
wrapped in sealed
epidermic containers
i have all the options for lying like the other woman
next door
and then suffer
and then be too unhappy
or just
be the happiest man
for the moment
two faces, day and night
when we get older we know what is this all about
and it is not even worth mentioning at all
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My House of Human Skin
Look at me now, no uncouth wife
No mocking kids, no drab sex life
It all seems so immaterial in
My House of Human Skin
The waves of doubt that lapped my shores
Were quashed among the slavish whores
That visited my halls within
My House of Human Skin
I now have cold philosophy
That always comes easy to me
My thoughts will move forever in
My House of Human Skin
I am not God, I am not grace
Though I may have a normal face
I gave up being your kin within
My House of Human Skin
Emotionless, I walk these halls
Don't feel the need to talk no more
I cannot feel at all within
My House of Human Skin
One night some blacked-out faceless men
Took me away, I fought, I rent
But blood and bone were not within
My House of Human Skin
Now I stare at mattressed walls
I can no longer walk the halls
Yet my mind soars on mental wings
Cannot be stopped by trivial things
I've never been confined within
My House of Human Skin
poem by Matt Pocock
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Human Or Not (vampire)
My heart is hollow
Like the beat of a drum
My skin is pale
Like the color white
My teeth are now fags
They lust for the teats of blood
But not just any blood
The blood of what I use to be
But I’m I not still human
What is it that makes me not
The hollow beat of my heart
The paleness of my skin
Or the lust for blood
Has your heart never been sad
Have you never spent
All summer in doors
So if it is not those things
Then it must be my lust for blood
We all need it
But I just need it a little more
So I am different but I am still human
poem by Emoly Core
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Why Me Only?
Rape here and rape there, rape is every where.
And country is become a big Mogul Harem, my fear;
Rape in the village, rape in the town:
Rape in sari, rape in gown:
India, secular, socialist and democratic:
But of late has become a rape republic.
Rape on an infant, rape on an old:
Rape of a student, rape of a tourist, told:
Rape by a friend, rape by an enemy:
Rape by majority, rape by minority;
Rape by the rich, rape by a poor ward:
Rape by forward, rape by backward.
A paid rape and a free rape,
A group rape and a compulsive rape,
All are socialist and secular,
In this perversion, hateful;
Daily it is breaking news,
Still there is no emotion to view.
I had survived, from among the dying,
The rapists reached to rape me, trying;
In my mother's wombs, unborn, I was a fetus;
No safe corners hide to shun the pain, tedious;
As I got a shape of a beautiful moor,
The dark sheep are there to maul my contour.
'This single act ends my own life, ' is one,
Where all the pains reside;
Crushed by the mis-fortune of some deadly sin-
Can't be washed by greatest win.
I lifted but hated my self here,
'There's no solace any where! '
"It is a dark spot, where all light spent,
All darkness! " cried I, Intent;
It hit me hard to graceless mutiny,
I was hideous, hopeless without scrutiny;
I sat, where night never ends;
Heaven's radiant show never lends.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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Blood Runs Cold
I heard this line one time 'bout tryin' to save the world
But have you ever tried to save yourself
A wide-eyed suicide drive
Remains a fake
As if you'd ever
Ever go and make the same mistake
Strung out as the night comes crawlin'
Your halo of thorns is fallin'
Blood runs cold
I feel it in my bones
But you don't know your time is up
Blood runs cold
Somebody somewhere is screamin' out the words
But do they ever really ease the pain
I guess what I'm trying to say
Is whose life is it anyway because livin'
Living is the best revenge
You can play
This fall from grace
I see your face
It's over
[Repeat Chorus]
From you love was kind
Resolved left scarred and blind
Wasted and naked in the wings
Denying twist of fate
Demanding Heaven's gate
Lying in wait above the wind
Strung out as the night comes crawlin'
Your halo of thorns is fallin'
[Repeat Chorus]
Blood runs cold
Blood runs cold
song performed by by Def Leppard from Slang
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Stages Of Discovery
soon the walls are no longer working,
the stairs are not worth the climb,
the skin no longer holds this flesh,
at first, you are naked and beautiful,
then you become those ugly bones,
and then you are gone
the place is without any mist
there is no air, and then
what irony is this, we are both complete
and happier, in this newly found
emptiness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Last Fall
The blood runs cold through my viens
But still my heart beats even faster
I am afraid
Now fear turns to rage
Rage into hate
Hate into emptiness
Emptiness to isolation
I am alone
A hollow shell of my former self
Now one final step and the wind rushes by
One pain to end it all
This is my last fall
poem by Tanner Geldart
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As I Wait For For You
and then our minds met at a point
of convergence
i waited for you in a room without a number
a place without a name
a space where only us know what & how to fill
i am naked
you want the whole truth and so i am naked
in this room without a number, a place without a name
a space, where only our self-manifested emptiness know how & what to fill
when you arrive do not call my name
be so soft and gentle with your feet
do not even say your name as
i have also left my name somewhere else
and it is only i who knows it
i lose my identity
that is how i want to spend my short moment with you
i am naked
i only have my face, my skin and my flesh my bones my whole body
not my soul
do not knock
just push the door
it is left open throughout the nights of my waiting
i have intended it that way
so when you arrive and i am still asleep with my dreams and desires
of you
do not disturb the silence and sweetness of my sleep
just whisper your desire for love so sweet to my ears
touch the surfaces of my skin and caress with your soft fingers the smooth lines of my face
place your head just beside my tight chest
for there you shall hear the sounds of all my desires
and then my love we begin the sharing of our hidden truths
we shall dance in our nakedness
we shall make love real
we shall open the shutters of this closed window
we let the slits of light from outside the night get inside us and put some
warmth on the empty pores of our skins
we bring light to the darkness of our lives
we put fire to those eyes that refuse to close and die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lifes Only Guarantee
Death is the only thing guaranteed in this life.
we all come in to this world naked of all emotion
and fear.from cradle to crib from cot to bed we grow
our eyes open to the big world an at times cold
and dark place.soon we are old enough to know
what fear and emotion is getting older and wiser
we fear our emotion and the ways of the world
And what we know as we grow older the only
emotion we come to fear with a tear in our eye
is the only guarantee that life gives us that of death.
poem by Andrew Gemmell
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Another Heartless Rape
Beaten, forced down, surrender with no control,
A man has too much power, a man with no soul,
Quiet, be quiet, promise you'll make no noise,
Strength so overwhelming, the pride of these little boys,
Hand across the mouth, muffling the screams,
Forced to face reality, breaking our once had dreams,
The pulling of the hair, the hard slaps to the face,
Blood covers the floor, in this unknown place,
Tears stream down your cheeks, pleading him to stop,
Bruising your walls inside, brutally, as he's on top,
Noone there to help you, no superman, no cape,
Just another victim of another heartless rape,
poem by Niakeva Thomas
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A useful action
I can’t be silent spectator
Thought I may be considered insignificant factor
The world is stage for new actors
Many may be lost and fewer may emerge as victors
How to shut the eyes and not look around?
Agony, pain and shame only found
It seems unhealthy and not sound
The battle is really lost on the ground
We havee lost the compelte morale
We have no fresh air to inhale
All polluted thoughts and things to for sale
Even waters unsafe in sea for whales
Nature has turned unruly
We are suffering ttuely
We may have nothing to preserve as heritage
We are loosing gain and clear advantage
We have tow ait for only destruction
This is clear indication with instruction
Either fall in line with or parish
You may only witness tragic finish
We are proving irresponsible
The gain is not made convertible
We damage more and recover less
It is difficult task to face
Earthquakes, flloods and jungle fire has become common
It is clear warning and direct summons
It was never before in the past
We disintegrating very fast
Sea waters are polluted
Human values are diluted
Yur voice is muffled or muted
Innocents are punished and executed
Where do we stand on today?
Is there left no ther way?
Are we really proving non-sernse value?
Does it require seond thinking or review?
I think we need some correction
Every word must speak of some action
It is our plannet and must be made beautiful
The sources are plenty and very useful
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Attica State
What a waste of human power
What a waste of human lives
Shoot the prisoners in the towers
Forty-three poor widowed wives
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Media blames it on the prisoners
But the prisoners did not kill
Rockefeller pulled the trigger
That is what the people feel
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Free the prisoners, jail the judges
Free all prisoners everywhere
All they want is truth and justice
All they need is love and care
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
They all live in suffocation
Lets not watch them die in sorrow
Nows the time for revolution
Give them all a chance to grow
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Come together join the movement
Take a stand for human rights
Fear and hatred clouds our judgement
Free us all from endless night
Attica state, attica state,
Were all mates with attica state
Attica state, attica state,
We all live in attica state
Attica state, attica state,
Attica, attica, attica state
song performed by by Lennon John
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I worship impersonal Nature, which is neither ""good"" or ""bad"", and who knows neither love nor hatred.
quote by Savitri Devi
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Nature Of The Beast
It is the key to all the doors,
It is the crashing on the shores.
It lives in your steering wheel.
It hides in the wind and rain,
With voices as cold as steel
Its calling your name
It is the smile upon his face
It is the winning of the race.
It lives in the red-alert.
It lives in the power game
Its easy to take to heart
But harder to tame
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
Without all this heat
Theyll be dancing west to east
This is the nature of the beast
It is the glowing in his eyes
It is the reason for his lies
How many know youre there
How many play your game
Hes always the man to dare
Youre always to blame
It is the need to understand
It is the trigger in his hand
It lives in the uniform
It grows from the need to gain
With faces so old and torn
Its calling your name
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
Without all this heat
Theyll be dancing west to east
This is the nature of the beast.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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How Is That Exactly?
A women told me today to move on with my life.
I don't know if I ever can.
I don't know if I ever will.
Maybe not in so many words.
But still.
And time to continues to stand.
Not giving an inch.
If it was only such a cinch.
Self esteem, fades then your okay.
Suddenly your brave and need no one.
Dependence is a reflection of either needs or love.
And sometimes both.
Being alone purifies the soul.
In a way only a monk or hermit could ever understand.
Oh or social outcast.
A freak of nature.
The awe inspiring beast.
Looks don't attract but turn away.
But in a different way.
He's a criminal, sorry mam but I've never had even parking ticket.
Yet you see me trying make it quickly across a red light.
I'm surprised she didn't scream officer saying I was going try to rape her.
Just plain selfishness.
Why would I ever look for that.
When I had something so much better, lost it, and ran.
I was so scared.
Now I just don't care.
A mask of many faces.
A face full of all different colored braces.
Maybe it's my fathers fault that I try to hold my self to a higher standard.
I mean running around 13 or 14 kids surely don't help.
I understand why I feel the way I do.
But I don't know how to fix me.
Tell me how is that exactly?
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Race
Lie down, [fair 1//pheromone], and come away
Till the rain is over and gone
G-g-gimme the beat now (face the music)
Lead line (face the music)
If the air is a little thick in this room 2nite
I reckon its the result of an onslaught of separatist rookies
Overcome by this colorful sight
Talkin so fast that even they
Talkin so fast that even they
Dont know what they mean
Of all the things that base a rhyme
How is it that u everytime
Regurgitate the racist lines that keep us apart?
Thank God this aint monopoly
Ud make us all go back 2 start
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
Check it
Three seats over theres a lady black
Entrusted 2 her care is a little white girl
And the fact of the matter is
Before her momma or another kid at school
Tells her about the fallacy that 1 race rules over the other
Shed be a much-better-off-left fool (face the music)
If we never heard about the evils that those before us committed
Then how my dear, tell me now how my dear, tell me now how now would we know
And then the band say
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
I gotcha
Race
Race
(face the music)
D-d-down with h-i-s-t-o-r-y and all this bs propagandi
Keepin u from me and me from u as we grow
I dont wanna know (I dont wanna know)
Why those before us hated each other
Id rather believe they never did
Id rather believe (Id rather, Id rather believe)
That theres hope 4 a kid
And if he imitates the best
I guess thats what Ill try 2 be
And I will let the rest dissolve with my guitar underneath the sea
Race
(face face face face face)
Face the music (face the music)
Face the music
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Race
Face the music
We all bones when we dead
Race
In the space I mark human (face the music)
Cut me, cut u
Both the blood is red
Get it?
Race
Got it
Race
Face the music
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
(face face face the music)
Race race
Race race
(face-f-face the music)
Race
song performed by by Prince
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What For? ...
The vast emptiness, which engulfs me,
Is so persistently painful,
If I gorge,
Until overindulgence,
Greed and hatred for myself.
I still - feel empty,
Hollow,
Hollow to the core,
Shallow, hatred and empty - even more.
For food, I know - won't fill my void,
Just detract from my emotional emptiness.
Inside, I'm as barren as the Kalahari,
With an ache as persistent as time,
And a pain as sordid as childbirth,
And a mind as twisted as mine.
In my world, I'm no longer playing,
Just an observer, wishing for more,
In my head, I'm no longer needed,
And my existence - I wonder,
What for?
poem by Karen Sinclair
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