Do You See Me
It's 3: 58am in New York city,
My pen painting patterns, while my tongue drowns in whiskey.
I heard dines-ties have always been created on tragedies,
Tragedies make the morning news,
And legacies are only remembered if the legend dies horribly.
Two months shy and 6 years away from 30,
My life a catacomb,
Decorated with loneliness and too much self-pity.
My various talents a facade like plaster of paris,
From which my chandeliers fall from these watery walls.
And every few years I meet a certain someone who sends my depression into coma,
Covering me with another blanket of bullshit, till I forget the color of my skin.
And when I shed, I shed painfully,
Pealing of my flesh, till vultures feed on my bloody wounds
And on this crusted scabies, bugs lay their eggs.
My people are the most insecure people I have ever met,
Diligently teaching ourselves to never feel pain,
Till we never feel pain,
Even in death.
I want to visit all my ex's naked with a rose in hand,
Kneel and apologize for never giving them a chance to really see me.
I try to turn my life stories into paintings,
But I'm constantly prosecuted by the people closet to me,
So instead I recline into this cain chair,
Self practicing chemotherapy,
Still struggling with nightmares I had when I was 7,
With flashbacks of my father's belt on my bare bony bum,
Molding my veins into titanium.
I feel a grief that can't be spoken,
Were words are constantly on vacation,
Allow me share this blank canvas,
A part of me worthy of your interpretation.
Do you see me?
I'm naked,
More naked than I have ever been with all my clothes off.
09/10/12. Hollywood, California.
poem by Jolomi Amuka
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Naked City
All the victims have turned to stone, no one is happy, theyre all alone
Id sacrifice my social position tonight
In new york, millionaires, and lonely people with lonely stares
Im not lookin for love and Im lost in this night
In the naked city (in the city) there are ten million stories (naked city)
Im not lookin for pity (in the city) in this naked city (naked city)
Street vampires in the night, young lovers and love at first sight
This is my flesh and my fantasy
Older women with younger men, Ive got a feelin Im in trouble again
But Ive got to live my destiny
In the naked city (in the city) its a race with the devil (naked city)
All the pain and the sorrow (in the city) is there more tomorrow (naked city)
In the naked, naked city (in the city) naked city
Lonely people lookin for someone, lonely people goin their way
Lonely people lookin for something, lonely people goin their way
In new york, millionaires, lonely people with lonely stares
Im not lookin for love and Im lost in this night
In the naked city, there are ten million stories
Im not lookin for pity in this naked city
In the naked, naked city (in the city), its a race with the devil (naked city)
All the pain and the sorrow (in the city) is there more tomorrow (naked city)
(in the city, naked city) (repeats out)
song performed by by Kiss
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Barenaked
Do you ever have that dream
where you're walking naked down the street
and everyone just stares
Do you ever feel so deep
that you speak your mind
to put others straight to sleep
You wonder if anybody cares
Sometimes I think I'm the only one
whose day turned out unlike it had begun
And I feel bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day
You ever go downstairs to start your day
but your car's not there
Yeah you know the joke's on you
You ever try your luck with a pickup line
But you just sucked
You tell yourself it wasn't you
And I know it's hard to hold it inside
It's days like these I run and hide
When I feel bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day
It's all a state of mind
but I don't mind trying to find a way
to keep my head above the mess I make
what the world creates
sometimes it feels so good to let it all fall
as the world fall
I may fall
we all may fall
and then the world comes tumbling
down down down down down
I'm bare naked
And I just can't take it
I'm getting jaded
No I just can't fake it anymore
'Cuz I'm bare naked
And I know life's what you make it
Wish I could float away
to some other day
When I feel .. feel (bare naked) .. feel
When I feel ..
Yeah no no no ..
song performed by by Jennifer Love Hewitt from Barenaked
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Hit It
1st verse
Somebody said what are you doin down there
Trying to make me a living
All I want is to get my fair share
Im pleading but nobodys giving
Maybe Im wrong, and I dont see things clear
But I know how I feel after all the these years
Ill keep fighting the pain and the heartache and tears
Chorus
Then Ill push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
Im going to push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
Push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
Im going to push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
2nd verse
Looking up cause Ive got time to spare
Today the sun aint shining
Im still searching everywhere
For my cloud with the silver lining
People say that enough is enough
Turn my back on this thing put it down to bad luck
But the day I do that, then my life will be up
Chorus
So Ill push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
Im going to push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
Push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
Im going to push it, going to work it
Keep right on till I hit it
song performed by by Ub40
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
poem by Cedrick Dennis
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I Feel Pain
I Feel Pain from the generations of mistreatment
I Feel Pain that you may not
I Feel Pain from years of suffering
I Feel Pain. From the discriminating plot
Some people think that I am crazy
Some people think that they follow in my ways
Some want no part in my actions
Some could care less about the previous days
I Feel Pain from everyone who almost did something
I Feel Pain from everyones hate
I Feel Pain from all who have lost
I Feel Pain from the ones who's help came to late
There is a lesson to be learned from all of my troubles
A lesson some might think is insane
You need to be aware of what you do to others
Because of you, I Feel Pain
poem by Patrick Cusick McKay Jr.
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Naked Without You
What have I done I broke your heart
Now theres no sun just cold and dark
Without your smile I cant laugh
Without you baby Im just a half
I didnt know just what I had
I didnt know Id feel this bad
But I feel
Naked without you
I feel naked without you
I feel naked without you
What have I done I broke a vow
Now Im the one whos crying now
Without your touch I cant feel
Without forgiveness I cant heal
Nobody else can take your place
And if I dont see your angel face
I feel
Naked without you
Im still cray about you
I feel naked without you
I hurt the one who really loved me
Dont look at me
I feel ugly
Im naked without you ohhhhhhh
Im so tired but I cant sleep
I threw away a love so deep
Im naked without you repeat
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Black And White So Alike
In my journey in life, I met many people and many issues
and I used many tissues, cried many tears thru the years.
I found people of color are similar to white and alike
in so many ways, they have feelings like white people
and maybe even more, people say to me why you bother
with people of color, I say people are people, color
and white are so alike, have feelings so alike and they
can bond like anyone else, talk for hours and laughs
about little things and big things.
People of color and white are so alike I am greatful to have
met special people in my life, make me feel good when I am down,
make me laugh when I cry, tell me its okay to feel sad, and thats
not bad to feel down sometimes because thats how it is, People of color and white so alike in many ways, they share sorrow and pain, cry
and laugh together, have long or short lunch or just walk
around corner its still something to talk about.
People of color and white so alike in many ways and thats what I say
and I will miss my friend now that she moved on, but our friendship stayed on....
poem by Hedi Vlacich
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I Want To Feel Alive!
i dont want to be around people just like me,
that agree with me, look like me, smell like me,
and believe what i believe....
that make me feel safe.
i want to be around people,
with different color, different thoughts,
different beliefs....
people that question,
and make me question!
i want to be around passionate people,
people who dream, people who dance,
people who run naked in the night,
people who cry and feel,
who touch and hold...
people who let go!
i dont want to feel safe,
i want to feel alive!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Hate
I hate my life,
There were many times I wish I could die.
I at times really feel like dying,
But I only end up crying.
I hate my life,
And every thing (almost everything) in it.
Sometimes I just want to end it.
To forget all my miseries and sorrows,
Don't even bother about seeing another tomorrow.
At times I want to cut myself,
It's hard to do but it's like that's only thing that would help.
I know I am talking out of vexation.
I don't care.
I want to hurt the people who hurt me so bad,
Make them cry and feel real sad.
I feel so fed up,
People from outside would say 'Shut Up! ! '
You don't know what you talking about.
But I am not them,
And they are not me.
So please let me be.
At times I wonder what's my purpose,
Is for me to stay on this earth,
And basically just hurt,
Wait till it gets more worse.
So many things I hate.
Living up to so many expectations,
Wondering if I'll ever meet them.
Things people say to me it come off as me being dumb.
Not like that is what I think of myself.
There are times when I genuinely smile,
A blow from reality tells me things ain't right.
Maybe just maybe things might go my way,
And I'll actually see a brighter day.
Most times I feel so alone,
Constantly reminded I've got problems in my own home.
I feel so tired I just want to rest my head,
Days like these make me feel I'm better off dead! !
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Safe In New York City
(young - young)
Hello baby gimme your hand
Check out the high spots the lay of the land
You dont need a rocket or a big limousine
Come on over baby and Ill make you obscene
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
All over the city and down to the dives
Dont mess with this place itll eat you alive
Got lip smackin honey to soak up the jam
On top of the world ma ready to slam
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
Movin all over like a jumpin bean
Take a look at that thing in the tight ass jeans
Comin your way now you may be in luck
Dont you fret boy shes ready to buck
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
New york, new york, new york
I feel safe in a cage in new york city
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Through my shattered eyes
I hear the deathly silence.
I can just but taste the tears.
The echos of blame and guilt.
Will huant my years.
As it feels my soul.
I know the shame.
I no the fear and pain.
I hear my clothes tear as he rips.
I see them fall to the floor.
I feel his hot yucky breath.
As he pins me down.
I feel the stabing pain as he rapes me.
I feel his vile touch.
Upon my pure naked skin.
As I try to push him off.
But still he enters in.
So now I see the world through different eyes.
As he lays there on top of me.
a big and huge part of me dies.
And I feel his touch upon me again
Though I ask him to stop.
And beg like a dog.
he takes me again.
He leaves me there a sobbing mess.
In tatters not knowing what to do.
Go home he shouts I've had my fun.
Run as fast as I can.
But for how long?
I taste the tears as he rapes me again.
My innocence he had slain.
The tears I cry are of the shame.
As I realise things will never be the same.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Sir Duke
Music is a world within itself
With a language we all understand
With an equal opportunity
For all to sing, dance and clap their hands
But just because a record has a groove
Dont make it in the groove
But you can tell right away at letter a
When the people start to move
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
Music knows it is and always will
Be one of the things that life just wont quit
But here are some of musics pioneers
That time will not allow us to forget
For theres basie, miller, satchmo
And the king of all sir duke
And with a voice like ellas ringing out
Theres no way the band can lose
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
I can feel it all over-all over now people
Cant you feel it all over
Come on lets feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
Everybody-all over people
Notes: corrected by [email protected]
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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When I Feel Your Pain
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
COMING THROUGH THE PHONE
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
WHEN YOUR HOME ALONE
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
WHAN I STARE
I FEEL YOUR PAIN AND I SHED A TEAR
WHEN I THINK OF WHAT YOUR GOING THROUGH
THE ONLY THING I CAN REALLY DO
IS LOOK YOU IN THE EYES AND SAY
YOU KNOW I'LL ALWAYS LOVE Y OU
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
DAY BY DAY
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
AND I SHED AWAY
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
MORE AND MORE
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
WHEN YOU WALK OUT THE DOOR
WHEN I THINK OF YOU AND ME
I FEEL YOU PAIN RUNNING THROUGH
ITS RUNNING THROUGH MY BODY SHARP AND DEEP
BUT I KNOW YOU CAN'T BE BEET
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
WHEN YOUR HOME ALONE
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
COMING THROUGH THE PHONE
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
WHEN I STARE
I FEEL YOUR PAIN
AND I SHED A TEAR
poem by Sarah Baughman
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May bleed with pain
My heart may bleed with pain
To find out the worth of being human with gain
It’s utility on earth and leading of as an entity
To be remembered or hated as personal quality
The ensuing festival has touched heart with grief
Millions of people are attached with strong belief
Has that really brought the kindness with brotherhood?
Do we ever wipe out the tears from the people of neighborhood?
If answer is yes, then we have achieved what father really wanted
His sacrifice is not in vain as the so many years were spent on being haunted
What did they get in turn for perpetuating inhuman treatment?
Did our father O, Lord utter a word or preferred to lament?
I weep when see the tearful eyes with a message
You waged a relentless love war throughout the age
You suffered so much for us to be called a non believer
You only wanted to be sufferer and our pain reliever
“They will what they are doing and for whom”?
“What do they know and what ideas they groom?
This was your message even when descended with gloom
Today even we do not know exactly by sitting in the room
How could you bear such cruelty on your body?
Was there no pity in their heart or thought by anybody?
Did they know what they were doing and for what cause?
Could they not stop it for while or observe a pause?
There was no one to take you to safety
You were subjected to torture and cruelty
Oh, how long you endured pain and lay flat
Still you loved till last and did not spate
All those events make me very sad
I still see those watery eyes and feel what you had
It might have been very crucial days
When you were forbidden preaching ways
I feel hurt when sharp thorn strikes
I look helplessly with pain at skies
I plead for help with anguish
How could you bear all poking till they finished?
You stood for universal brotherhood and mankind
I feel very much hurt when some one is very unkind
I remember each word vividly and memorize
Each soul on earth is committed to oblige
We could never have been one as we are today
We may be celebrating it with fun fare on auspicious day
If single word I could adopt and prove
It will be worth to be called a good move
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dying Soldier
I taste blood.
I am dying.
I see things more clearly now.
I feel the broken bones
Within my exhausted sack of a body
And I know
I am dying.
I see the doctors come to examine me.
I know there is nothing they can do.
Too many bullet wounds.
So much blood has gone.
The nurses look at me
With pity and pain.
I cry, silently, at night
Taste the saltiness of my tears,
Hear the screams of the madmen some of us have become.
We will never be whole again.
I turn away from everything.
The drugs make me drowsy, but don't make me forget.
I'd have nightmares in my sleep.
Put me in a drug induced coma
Inside I would still weep.
I know I am dying.
My parents will be given a medal
At my funeral.
Another son of the country dies
Honorably
At battle.
I taste blood, I feel the pain
In my exhaustion I see things clearly.
I am dying.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Me And The Sea
do not expect me to wear
a G-string when i decide to take my swim
i always go naked.
I like always to feel the sea
all over my body
i plunge myself
and feel the nakedness of the sea
too
it's water all over me
all around me
naked sea to my naked body
you know how it feels
it feels like the way we do it
you are the sea
and i am a body
you are a body
and i am the sea
so simple and yet
what a bliss
naked, deep, blue, watery
wet, slippery, salty,
sweat mixed with the salt of the sea
two naked bodies
feeling
salt, earth, sand, fire
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Buck Nekkid
Two shots shy of a 40 ounce quart
A hand in the pocket and a hand in the shorts
Shoot me with two and don't be slow
Only got one good way to go
Get naked
Buck naked
Buck naked
It's the only way to go
Twenty six chicks, all tied in a knot
Ain't all good, but it's what we got
Get naked
Buck naked
Let me see you naked
It's the only way to go
Buck buck
I was feelin' so fine
And things were lookin' better
My baby said maybe
And I said I'd let her
Get naked
Buck naked
Let's get naked
It's the only way to go
Get naked
Everybody get naked
Buck naked
It's the onliest way to go
Get naked
Get buck naked, yeah
song performed by by ZZ Top
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The Ferryer
Three years after my father's death
he goes back to work. Unemployed
for twenty-five years, he's very glad
to be taken on again, shows up
on time, tireless worker. He sits
in the prow of the boat, sweet cox, turned
with his back to the carried. He is dead, but able
to kneel upright, facing forward
toward the other shore. Someone has closed
his mouth, so he looks more comfortable, not
thirsty or calling out, and his eyes
are open, there under the iris the black
line that appeared there in death. He is calm,
he is happy to be hired, he's in business again,
his new job is a joke between us and he
loves to have a joke with me, he keeps
a straight face. He waits, naked,
ivory bow figurehead,
ribs, nipples, lips, a gaunt
tall man, and when I bring people
and set them in the boat and push them off
my father poles them across the river
to the far bank. We don't speak,
he knows that this is simply someone
I want to get rid of, who makes me feel
ugly and afraid. I do not say
the way you did. He knows the labor
and loves it. When I dump someone in
he does not look back, he takes them straight
to hell. He wants to work for me
until I die. Then, he knows, I will
come to him, get in his boat
and be taken across, then hold out my broad
hand to his, help him ashore, we will
embrace like two who were never born,
naked, not breathing then up to our chins we will
pull the dark blanket of earth and
rest together at the end of the working day.
poem by Sharon Olds
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Chicago II
I feel the tug of life
on my apron strings
the ebb and flow
of the big city.
I feel the wilderness
letting go.
I feel awakening
a ferocity of my own.
I feel the pull of the world
on my bootstraps.
the sites I've yet to see.
I feel my skin
settling in to the skin
of the big city.
I feel my veins pumping with the life
of this new city.
I feel my tissues revitalized,
I feel the virtigo of life
swarming around me.
I feel the call
of the city
even now.
And I must go, to this new place,
and feel life, at a new pace.
11-4-03
poem by Valerie Jupe
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Red was the Color' (1947 Riots)
Track was Red...
Train was Red...
Hands were Red
Eyes were Red..
Poeple were Red..
Earth was Red
What was Red?
Red was the Blood
Cries were unheard
Pain was feelingless
Grief was unbearable
Religions were different
People were different
'Kill him' he is a Sikh
'Murder him' he is a Muslim
'Ruin him' he is a Hindu
'Rape her' she is not our's..
'Tear off her clothes'
Naked women were in the streets
Helpless women were in the streets..
Helpless they were all...
who was naked?
Humanity was naked...
Who was weeping?
God was weeping
Who had lost?
Love and Brotherhood had lost..
Where was 'Aman'? (Aman=Peace)
Aman was no where..
Religions were different
People were diferent
But God was the same
HE was the one in the all...............(but everyone had forgotton)
But One thing was same
That COLOR WAS THE SAME
RED WAS THE COLOR...
i used there Train was the red...that was very bad incident..in sept 1946 from pakistan a train came to india..on Amritsar Ralway station....but the train was RED with blood of people, passengers....
your eyes'll get wet....there was not one passenger alive in the train...Deads were there in the train...
and after that incidents Indians, In revenge they did the same in 1947 (not sure but that was March) ....
poem by Amandeep Singh
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