Bugs and Blunder - Rugs Pulled Unde
Migration to a facebook friendly twitter
won't help to sell a site where interaction
decreases daily, leaving users bitter,
few backed up - sense lacked - access now a fraction
of what before saw much to praise, smile raise.
Is this for real? Bliss permanent perversion
meets, scarcely sweet, or just a passing phase,
poorly thought out, bug replete, snug version
forgotten, dead and buried as our joys
which once won stars, not iron bars which break
fluidity and friendliness, employs
misconceived ergonomy, mistake.
Bugs run amock, stock falls, blocks reputation:
collapse negating sense - whence our frustration!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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In The Lost And Found
The imitation picks you up like a habit
Riding in the glow of the tv static
Taking out the trash to the man
Give the people something they understand
Mistake a nervous flash for a fine-line smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor man's clothes
The permanent installment of the daily dose
And you tell me, "fool, you tell it like it is"
Your wall's gone wider than your head trip is
Checking into a small reality
Void as a drug you take too regularly
>>The acolyte's laugh; the broken crutch
>> The first true love folded at the slightest touch
Brought down like an old hotel
People digging through the rubble for things they can resell
"happy holidays," said sid the saviour
Believe in love i still favour
I won't take your medicine
I don't need a remedy
To be everything i'm supposed to be
I don't want nobody else
I can do it by myself
We're meant to be together
Now i'm a policeman directing traffic
Keeping everything moving, everything static
I'm the hitchhiker you recognize passing
On your way to some everlasting...
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Junk Bond Trader
The imitation picks you up like a habit
Riding in the glow of the tv static
Taking out the trash to the man
Give the people something they understand
Mistake a nervous flash for a fine-line smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor mans clothes
The permanent installment of the daily dose
And you tell me, fool, you tell it like it is
Your walls gone wider than your head trip is
Checking into a small reality
Void as a drug you take too regularly
The apple needs to laugh; the broken crutch
The first two folded at the slightest touch
Brought down like an old hotel
People digging through the rubble for things they can resell
Happy holidays, said sid the saviour
Believe in love I still favour
I wont take your medicine
I dont need a remedy
To be everything Im supposed to be
I dont want nobody else
I can do it by myself
Were meant to be together
Now Im a policeman directing traffic
Keeping everything moving, everything static
Im the hitchhiker you recognize passing
On your way to some everlasting...
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Pub Face- Loneliness
Pub Face -loneliness took his seat by the bar
Having forced himself through a hysterical mass
Of delerious, but serious
Women and men
Proffesionals
At the heart of the City
Now giggly google eyed
And child like adolescents
Stomping around handbags
Shifting in time to pub music
On a loop
Drinks flying across saloon bars
Taking their pills
with a shot glass and cigars
Big talk
And facebook
'Ambitions for fame'
And the jeering echoes at 'Pub face's'lonely request,
'Can I have the same again! '
It wasn't as if he was asking for the world
Or for a Face on a book or a quick little 'Twitter'
Maybe that's why they were laughing
'A lack of ambition, of apps and application, he's just jealous and bitter! '
His only real crime was his loneliness and not being on time! but
nobody was listening
'How could anyone be lonely? in a world FULL OF FACEBOOK! '
poem by Yvette Smith
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The lost smile
The lost smile
a magic smile as a reverie
Oh! a life full of revelry
a welcome smile unsaid
leading all my way to bed
smile a seductive one
absorb me to be won
your smile tickling my cheeks
ah! raise me into the highest peaks
my hidden smile weaving silence
without sense, wait for your presence
a smile totally forgotten
drowns us all in pricking pain
a tear-laden smile on the face
speaks volumes beyond words
smile whispering colors
full of blushing pleasures
a vanishing smile with heaviness
light leaving for darkness
and me and me wandering awhile
in search of my lost smile
poem by Prasanna Kumari
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Drowning My Sorrows
I read the letter through a haze of alcohol
A close encounter with the weak and pitiful
Although my conscience said shes absolutely right
The thought was buried in the blindness of the night
Im free at last
Im drinking to the past
Those best-forgotten memories are fading fast
And now Im drowning my sorrows
Heres to you
Dreams of love are finally through
And when Im frowning my sorrows
Life is sweet
The bitter world is an echo in my heartbeat
The chair is empty where I slaved my years away
Please save your tears for someone elses rainy day
Where once your picture stood, a bottles in its place
Another chapter in my epic fall form grace
I cant believe
That you are so naive
To think that losing you would give me cause to grieve
I thought you really loved me
But what am I gonna do know you are gone
The nights are long
And when the stars are gone
I stagger to my sense and I carry on
song performed by by Johnny Hates Jazz
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You Burn Me Up Im A Cigarette
You burn me up Im a cigarette
You hold my hand I begin to sweat
You make me nervous
Ooh Im nervous
It must be real bad karma
For this to be my dharma
With you
You burn me up Im a cigarette
Life with you is a losers bet
You make me crazy
Ooh Im going crazy
Your therapeutic antics
Well they really make me frantic
With you
Strategic interaction irreducible fraction
Terminal inaction and a bitter hostile faction
Im getting anxious
Im franxious
Transactional diseases are the only thing that pleases
We
You burn me up Im a cigarette
Demanding my attention which youre not gonna get
What did the sage mean?
What had the sage seen?
Musical elation is my only consolation
Oh yeah
You burn me up Im about to ignite
When you tell me you love me I give up this fight
Im feeling put down my feelings shut down
I want rejuvenation from male emancipation
Strategic interaction terminal inaction
A bitter hostile faction irreducible fraction
Transactional diseases are the only thing that pleases
We
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Bitter Sweet
(d. pickerill/p. odonoughue)
Bitter sweet
Bitter sweet
I never thought Id understand
Never thought I could
The way I feel about you
And how much I need your love
How much I need your love
Bitter sweet
If I analysed each feeling
And captured every thought
Id not be any nearer
To the beating of your heart
The beating of your heart
Bridge:
Its neither pain nor pleasure
Ice cold or tropic heat
Your love is hard to measure
But its taste, mmm, its taste
Is bitter sweet
Bitter sweet
Bitter sweet
Now as I think about you
And the way you make me feel
You hurt me and I doubt you
You smile and my heart heals
Smile and my heart heals
Bridge
Bitter sweet (x5)
Bridge (x2)
Bitter sweet (x7)
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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At Verona
HOW steep the stairs within Kings' houses are
For exile-wearied feet as mine to tread,
And O how salt and bitter is the bread
Which falls from this Hound's table,--better far
That I had died in the red ways of war,
Or that the gate of Florence bare my head,
Than to live thus, by all things comraded
Which seek the essence of my soul to mar.
'Curse God and die: what better hope than this?
He hath forgotten thee in all the bliss
Of his gold city, and eternal day'--
Nay peace: behind my prison's blinded bars
I do possess what none can take away,
My love, and all the glory of the stars.
poem by Oscar Wilde
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For What Use Is Time
when the mouth has forgotten
the shape of a smile on the lips
when the tongue has forgotten
the sweet taste of love
when the body has buried the
memories of desire on the
graveyards of boring routines
when everything in us is nothing
but the rush the haste in meaningless
daily buses and bustling streets
for what use is time & space with us?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Youve Forgotten
Youve been passed around from hand to hand
Cast upon the darkest sands
Now youre so confused that you can hardly stand
Forgotten, youve forgotten now youre on the run
Forgotten, youve forgotten
How to live beneath the sun
How to live beneath the sun
Before you left I thought I knew
That you would always need me too
I never thought someday, that Id be telling you
Youve forgotten, youve forgotten
The things you used to feel
Forgotten, youve forgotten
How to smile for real
How to smile for real
And for the changes you have made
Your beauty was the price you paid
All your dreams rose up and then you watched them fade.
Youve forgotten, youve forgotten
Youve forgotten, youve forgotten
The best is always yet to come
The best is always yet to come
The best is always yet to come
And how to live beneath the sun
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Sweet Pandemonium
Today tomorrow seems so far away
In the waiting lane, yeah
So safe, in the blinding light of love unchained
In yesterday's grave, yeah
The truth I can sense so sweet
Is buried within sweet pandemonium
Concealed by disbelief
The riddle stays veiled in sweet pandemonium
Afraid that everything remains unchanged
In this fragile dream, yeah
Ashamed of the shattered remains
Of promises made, yeah
The truth I can sense so sweet
Is buried within sweet pandemonium
Concealed by disbelief
The riddle stays veiled in sweet pandemonium
Trying by the enduring dream
Faith by the enduring dream
The secret cries for worrying
Now we're sinking deep in sweet pandemonium
The truth I can sense so sweet
Is buried within sweet pandemonium
Concealed by disbelief
The riddle stays veiled in sweet pandemonium
song performed by by H.I.M.
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Sweet Pandemonium
Today tomorrow seems so far away
In the waiting lane, yeah
So safe, in the blinding light of love unchained
In yesterdays grave, yeah
The truth I can sense so sweet
Is buried within sweet pandemonium
Concealed by disbelief
The riddle stays veiled in sweet pandemonium
Afraid that everything remains unchanged
In this fragile dream, yeah
Ashamed of the shattered remains
Of promises made, yeah
The truth I can sense so sweet
Is buried within sweet pandemonium
Concealed by disbelief
The riddle stays veiled in sweet pandemonium
Trying by the enduring dream
Faith by the enduring dream
The secret cries for worrying
Now were sinking deep in sweet pandemonium
The truth I can sense so sweet
Is buried within sweet pandemonium
Concealed by disbelief
The riddle stays veiled in sweet pandemonium
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
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Version
We could live in a house outside of town,
We could build our own version of society,
Well...thered be no one to answer to
And complicate our lives,
We could be
The epitome of self sufficience.
Time to pay! to pay!
Time to pay; youve got to pay me!
Why should i?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Why should we carry on your false integrity?
When youve shown us that you
Cant even keep your nest clean.
So far weve put finacial gain
Ahead of human needs,
Quality of our lives should be prioritized.
Time to pay! to pay!
Time to pay; youve got to pay me!
Why should i?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Modify your version so we can carry on.
To carry on.
To be conclusive,
Id like to say,
Youve done a super-fine job with your display.
I see now that you cannot comprehend
What it means to respect your life and then some!
To be rich, that would be great.
No, but it doesnt mean poo-poo without your nest!
So why should I pay for your misake, man?
Why should i?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Modify your version so we can carry on.
To carry on.
@song:azwethinkweiz
Floatin round my brain,
Tryin to think about the other thing.
Than that thought you know Im considering.
What if what I thought,
About who I think I though I was,
Was nothing more than my cerebellum slobbering?
Azwethinkweizm is hard to think about,
But simple to trust.
Youll know your on it
When your brain wont stop to take a break, no!
So when donut boy comes askin around,
Tryin to figure out somethin new,
You just smile and say,
pardon you! Im sitting through
Some particles and farcing through some folds.
Ive stumbled upon a brain fart
Which melts away your molds!
So I think upon that ponder
While Im pondering the thought,
Just thinkin about the thinkweiz
Is leaving me distraught!
Well I think I thought
I saw an azwethinkweiz,
Lookin like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
Some think Im insane,
cause I think about the other thing,
Than that one thought you call reality.
What if what you thought,
About who you think you thought you were,
Was nothing more than illusion rapidly crumbling!
Azwethinkweism should be a topic we all can trust.
Its just to bad it makes your
Head go zippitykrack @#$% dang!
So when donut boy comes sniffing around
Trying to figure out something new,
You just laugh and say, pardon you,
Im through some particles and
Farcing through some folds.
Ive stumbled upon a brain fart
Which melts away your molds.
So I think upon that ponder
While Im pondering the thought,
Just thinking about the thinkweiz
Is leaving me distraught.
Well I think I thought I saw an azwethinkweiz,
Lookin like we think we do.
Like we think we do.
So what if you thought about the thinkweiz
Was nothing like you think you are?
Youd probably more than likely be a
Lookyloo lookin like you think you do.
Like you think you do.
song performed by by Incubus
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Sufferings and joys
Admiration of womanly beauty
Is the outcome of perversion of sex.
Desperate inclination for the overt friendliness
Stems from the weak mindedness of the people.
Invention of the God comes to save man from man.
The right and the wrong are wrought
To distribute sufferings and joys.
13.10.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nature Of Things Fascinate Me
Nature of things fascinate me
I just think and move on
Stopping shall be a grave mistake
I walk along dusty dreamy ways
Pale...kissing...faint sunshine
Oaks amidst reed
Flowery beds
Sweet smelling spring
Trespassed beauty without a glance
Heartless not I am
Nor blind of sense or taste
Nor Lack I words of praise
That shall fill your heart with delight
Bliss ever
Master's creation...
Not that amuses me not...
Not that I love him ever more
Not that visage of miracle of thy creation has worn a thick veil before me
But life calls
To stay shall be, too grave a mistake...
poem by Lama Abbas
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S, A, D
A season with little light
Leaves a sense of dread
A foreboding thought persists
With little hope of change
The unidentified issues ponder
Upon so many thoughts
Leaving little else to reassure
The quick passing of the day
Affects the body and mind
Which yearn for just a little sun
To warm the heart and soul
A little light to shed upon the day
Something bright in this season
Dark mornings, grey skies and early nights
Seem to dispel those hopes
The disorder remains in place
Throughout the season
Leaving a sense of dread
poem by Matthew Holloway
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A perfect drive
It leads to frustration and dismay
when people choose short cut or way
it not only brings failure but discredit
it is unwise step and not considered deem fit
No one can attain glory over night
he may have many reason to feel it right
it surely does not pave the way for success
even if you have ability or direct access
I was asked by someone to show some options
i suggested rigid method with strict adoption
they have no long sight to implement the drive
they half heartedly go for it and strive
I sense some trouble with hazardous short cuts
it increases problems with lots of if and buts
there is no scope for complete success
one fails to understand the situation and assess
It is no win no loss situation
you are there and there with its continuation
what else can prevent such sordid state?
it can not be attributed merely to fate
Some people are quick to grasp and act
they have fraction of second to react
little delay can cause lot of damage
it is surely then critical phase
It is rightly said 'Strike hard when iron is hot'
deliver he blow when real battle is fought
enemy must flee and be on the run
it is question of survival and not the fun
You can not afford to relax for a second
the situation may slip away and go beyond
it will be hard to retrieve the position
it may compel you to seek superstition
There is no alternate to hard approach
it may not be helped by an expert coach
you got to swim and reach the shore
you must have sense and ability to explore
No one can claim near perfection
it all depends on vigorous action
the result can swing in any direction
this is one of the strongest indication
No method can take you to safety
you have to add new features with variety
it can not be allowed to stagnate
it must confine to rules and strictly state
Sometimes short cuts can deliver astonishing outcome
this can be made exception and one time welcome
it can not be made as strict condition for all the plans
it must have full deliberation with careful glance
All will go well when adopted with full swing
some full surprises can be expected to bring
it is cent percent result with no loss at all
it is tremendous rise instead of nose dive fall
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Remember
I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Duped and Dunced
Everyone has their own choice of habit.
Respecting them decreases,
The act of passing judgement.
Yet,
Someone has to pay for misdirected critique.
Our satisfactions wont accept,
A rejection of deceptions.
Our satisfactions wont accept,
An approval of those flaws of others.
We wish to cover our own...
So none of our blemishes are shown.
Our satisfactions wont accept,
Imperfections projected.
That's why we have psychologists,
On our side to make sense of this.
Everyone has their own choice of habit.
Respecting them decreases the act,
Of passing judgement.
'Yeah...
Right!
And what planet did you just arrive here from?
And don't say Mars or Jupiter.
Those folks are part of the problem.
We've witnessed them talking,
Out of both sides of their mouths!
At once.
And many of us have become students.
Many of us,
Have been duped and dunced.
And open to other possibilities like these.
Becoming addicted to negligence.
But ssshhhh,
You didn't hear that from me!
Let's agree to that,
Okay? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Only to Live
Only to live! There nothing is more sweet.
Only to live! There nothing is more bitter.
Only to live, when flowers are at the feet
And overhead the happy swallows twitter.
Only to live! There nothing is more sweet.
Only to live, when flies the angry sleet,
And the head bows above a dead love’s litter.
Only to live! There nothing is more bitter.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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