One Must Not Play At Second Violin
One must not play at second violin,
sway, pointless puppet dangling on display,
bend as and when it suits, soft putty, clay
moulded to set roles. This pulls heart's string
insultingly, embarrassing must ring,
left stranded, beached, expected to obey
each whim, humiliating interplay
expressing weakness in most everything.
It is not seemly to be seen to know
such slight consideration. Never stay
one moment longer, head high stride away
by daylight to new lodgings, up and go,
swift slam this sham disgraceful. Who bears sharp blow
can't glow, one day high price must piper pay,
success, self-confidence, events gainsay,
bartering hope for wear, must scope forego.
Why stumble, stranger, thrust out from joy's gates,
some 'thing' unworthy of the least respect,
in circumstances scarcely circumspect?
This parody of principles, translates
treason, sharing's reason repudiates.
Look at yourself, your motives deep inspect.
Look once again, if motives are suspect
this complicates love's idyll, desecrates.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Putty In Your Hands
Written by j. patton & k. rogers
You say hop and I hop
You say drop and I drop
You say stop and I stop
Anything you say Im not gonna play
Im just like putty
Putty in your hands ah-ah
At the wave of your hand
(putty putty putty putty)
Im your slave to command
(putty putty putty putty)
And I gladly obey
(putty putty putty putty)
Anything you say Im not gonna play
Im just like putty, putty in your hands ah-ah
You can stretch me till Im ten feet tall
Or mould me down to the size of a rubberball
You can use me, abuse me, but dont refuse me
Without your love I aint nothing at all
They say Im a fool
(putty putty putty putty)
cos you treat me so cool
(putty putty putty putty)
Ands I go on/all this way
(putty putty putty putty)
Anything you say Im not gonna play
Im just like putty, putty in your hands ah-ah
You can stretch me till Im ten feet tall
Or mould me down to the size of a rubberball
You can use me, abuse me, but dont refuse me
(? ) nothing at all
They say Im a fool
(putty putty putty putty)
cos you treat me so cool
(putty putty putty putty)
Ands I go on this way
(putty putty putty putty)
(? )Im not gonna play
Im just like putty, putty in your hands ah-ah
Ah-ah
Im just like putty, putty in your hands ah-ah
Ah-ah
Im just like putty, putty in your hands ah-ah
Im just like putty, putty in your hands ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
(ad lib to fade)
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Puppet Man
[Backup girls voices]
Puppet man
Puppet ma-an
Puppet man
Puppet ma-an
[Enter Jones Vocals]
Baby, Baby you know it's true
I'm a puppet just for you
I'll do any little thing you say
I wouldn't have it any other way
Take my heart and take my soul
I'm givin' you complete control
If you wanna see me do my thing, Baby pull my string Huh, yea
[Backup Girls next section]
Puppet man, puppet man-an
[enter Jones]
Baby, Baby, I'm your sweet pet
I'm just your personal marionette
Wind me up and let me go
Don't you know I'm a one man show?
Raise your finger and I'll perform
I'll crack a jack till' the crack a dawn
If you wanna see me do my thing, baby pull my string
[alternates between Jones and backup girls]
Pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa
Pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-na-na-na
Shna- na-na-na-na-na-na
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-na-na-na
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-na-na-na
Shna- na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
[backup girls]
Puppet man, puppet ma-an
[Enter Jones]
Baby, Baby I'm warning you, satisfaction guaranteed
Anytime you feel uptight
I'm at your service morning noon or night
I do whatcha' want me to
Cause I'm a puppet just for you
But if you wanna see me do my thing
Baby pull my string
[Alternates between backup girls and Jones]
Pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa
Pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa
Shna- na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa
Pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa-pu-pa
Shna- na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
[Jones finishes]
Puppet man
Baby, I'm your puppet man
Ya I might even...
If you pull my string
I'll do anything
Baby, baby I'm your puppet man
Can't do anything unless ya pull my string
Love ya, Love ya, Love ya, Love ya!
Down deep in your soul
Do anything, I might even love you
Wow-oh
[FADE]
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Hawks Stare
Moderation seems so out of place
As where she walks hawks stare up in surprise,
Unused to mortals soaring through their space
Drawn by Hyperion's chariot in the skies.
Expectations high hope's heart shows here
Merit earned by inner aptitude,
Acute, bright mind articulate shines clear
Uniting equity and attitude
Daring fate to reinstate points dear
Equally to heart and head, for one
May fail to function if its twin can't cheer
Alike true motives, task successful run,
Unpaired, objectives stumble, can't be gained.
DEstiny's success? Progress unchained.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Heart Wants What It Wants
You say one thing and there I go turning around again
Working things over better left unsaid
Spinning around in my head
Talking a moment
Too personally
I have told you just half the words
I've wanted to give you
Fear of rejection keeps my heart at bay
Feelings I'd rather not say
I'd rather have you close
Than never at all
But every now and then
When my world is closing in
I feel you breezin' through my mind
I can attempt to close my eyes
I can avoid the wrong or right
But something deep inside
Says my heart wants what it wants
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing
I know I should run
But my heart wants what it wants
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing
I know I should run
You know the heart wants what it wants
You do one thing and
Then I go
Always imagining
Reciprocating feelings that aren't there
Sometimes I think you're aware
Your body languge it gives you away
Maybe I should run
Turn my back
Head for the sun
Feelings left to come undone
Maybe you like what's goin' on
Deep down inside I know it's wrong
I know I should run
But the heart wants what it wants
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing
I know I should run
But my heart wants what it wants
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing
I know I should run
You know the heart wants what it wants
It's not even a love affair
I'm makin' plans with the ghost of what was there
I've become a desperate fool
And it's all because of you
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing
I know I should run
But my heart wants what it wants
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing
I know I should run
You know the heart wants what it wants
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing
I know I should run
But my heart wants what it wants
Baby
Stay away
Do the right thing baby
Because the heart wants
What the heart needs
Can the heart get
What the heart wants
song performed by by Darren Hayes from Spin
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Please Dont Drag That String Around
(words & music by blackwell - scott)
You like to keep me dangling on a string
cause you know without you my life dont mean a thing
So I beg you
Please dont drag that string around, oh no
Well, what if it should break
Oh, tell me, what would I do then
Keep that string up off the ground
Oh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end
Yes, Im your puppet, my heart is in your hand
One twist of the wrist and I jump to your command
So I beg you
Please dont drag that string around, oh no
Well, what if it should break
What would I do then
Baby, keep that string up off the ground
Oh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end
I feel inside me, as sure as anything
One day Ill mean more to you than a puppet on a string
So I beg you
Please dont drag that string around, oh no
Well, what if it should break
Oh, tell me, what would I do then
Keep that string up off the ground
Oh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Prisma
Rainbows shine pure through spray
of drops, prismatic view
of multi-coloured hue
emerges from the grey.
What seem impressions true
tomorrow melt away.
Dawn's daily spider play
displays silk nets anew,
through diamond stranded dew
lights scintillate, breeze sway –
all things sing echo, clue
interpreting the Way.
Dew's sparkling interplay
between earth, water too,
empowers life; curfew
of night lifts, gifts relay
world’s waking wonder woo,
air slakes thirst, scorns delay.
Nature must convey
respect to dew as due,
for where its overdue
photosynthesis may
not from primaeval stew
evolve - for mammals too
no haemoglobulu.
Life offers [th]us each day
diversity where you
can rediscover new
its beauty on your way
to Paradise, - display
of nuances, each true.
So as we travel through
time’s complex interplay
perhaps impressions stay,
perhaps disperse into
new background bright and blue,
perhaps... but who can say?
How can links one mind drew
then be restated? Clay
may be remodelled, hay
cut neatly so a few
twin stems splice true, but who
may reproduce mind ray
unique of each soul’s s[t]ay?
12 September 1996 revised 5 October 2009
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Prisma
As clouds contain a spray
of drops, prismatic view
of multi coloured hue
emerges from the grey.
What seem impressions true
tomorrow melt away.
As daily spiders play
their silken nets anew
through diamond stranded dew
light shines in every way –
so all is echo, clue
interpreting the Way.
Life offers [th]us each day
diversity where you
can rediscover new
its beauty on your way
to Paradise, - display
of nuances, each true.
So as we travel through
time’s complex interplay
perhaps impressions stay,
perhaps they melt into
a background bright and blue,
perhaps... but who can say?
How can links one mind drew
then be restated? Clay
can be remodelled, hay
cut neatly so a few
stems twins appear, but who
may reproduce mind ray
unique of each man’s s[t]ay?
12 September 1996
poem by Jonathan Robin
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A Puppet On A String
A puppet on a string is all that you are,
And all that you ever will be
Your told what to hear and what to say
And you're even told what you can believe.
You are not free as you were once before
As you gave that and your dignity away
Now you are told where to go and what to wear
And you were even told to change your name.
Your watched and not trusted wherever you go
And you must ask permission to leave
And that is the life that you chose for yourself
Now for you there is only shame and pity.
You're a puppet on the string as that is you
Your puppeteer tells you how to act
He tells you what to cook and when to sleep
And when to bed him and how to react,
But what can you do, as you have nowhere to go
Everyone knows of your lying and your ways
Your own daughters are confused because of you
Now they will be like you in their own adult days.
You changed your hair and you changed your name
Because your master commanded you to
To make him happy is what you want to do best
But sadly this situation for you isn't new.
You're a puppet on the string that's all that I hear
Wherever you might go or what you might say
You walk in the footsteps your master placed for you
And you will walk them until your dying days.
Your strings are pulled and then you will walk
Your strings are pulled and then you will obey
Your strings are pulled and then you will answer
And that's how you will be from day unto day.
No truth or loyally does your master have for you
Not even a vow to GOD or a wedding ring
But you never expect or accepted them anyway
As all that you are, is but a puppet on a string.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Chosen Motives to Deceive
Ulterior motives,
Not realized exposed
On one's exterior to be seen,
Is expected from a child
Trying to hide a discovery,
Beginning to take a pride
In aspects of manipulation.
But an immature adult,
Unrehearsed
Offends,
Without knowing
Their chosen motives to deceive,
Lacks practice and experience.
And this when witnessed is disrespectful.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Interplay
INTERPLAY
She dreams him night and day,
he feels her faraway,
yet near as near can be.
He turns a corner, she
accompanies, won’t stray -
each moment holiday.
Their thoughts are interplay
between his smile, her way
of thinking, - spirits free.
In timeless harmony
each swears that each shall stay
together come what may.
She sees his smile at play,
he sees her hips that sway,
together, to a tee,
fit interplay - could we
become as close as they
to share through night and day?
4 April 1998
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Dream Matcher's Response to Dreamcatcher's Dream Hatcher - 1518 - Current Version
'The stranger by the sandman's side
had moonlight in his hair
His eyes were blue like sapphire stars
His face was wondrous fair' K Smart
There are no dreams that go astray,
there is no duty one must pay,
where spontaneity on call
may conquer limits one and all,
discarding strictures though men say
obey.
Fey angel eyes may mesmerise,
can take fond Cupid by surprise,
attraction's magic magnet makes
light of past downcast, fast mistakes
repairs to pair two hearts' twinned sway
night, day.
One hand may weave a web as fine
as silken spider's, line by line,
two minds net-knit together may
surpass [l]one hand when interplay
is woken by unspoken sign
today.
As Milky Way's spun stars combine
in silver necklace, gems divine,
your words with mine may overlay
poetic inspiration's play
to lay foundations, redesign
the Way.
"Who is this man of mystery"
his future and his history,
can he uncanny, vision clear,
reinvent what, once held dear,
may reappear, with kiss merry
heart sway?
Dream satchel deep his mind supplies,
who stimulation and surprise
awaits when gifts are shared around,
with none held back, none to impound
as ransom, superficial sighs
that weigh.
Where two may roam, there that is home
from land to land, from foam to foam,
from spirits deep unlock the keep,
restraining order, thence to leap
converting into polychrome
joy's day.
Dreams hyphonate what still may come
with what stays still, forever dumb,
retain the reins of destiny
so reign's refrain's sustained, stays free.
There is no hardfast rule of thumb
in play.
Some inspirations answer prayer,
some aspirations bubble air,
most memories dissolve at dawn
though some persist, won't be foresworn.
If 'Anything' is 'Everywhere'
one may
convert the magic phantomime
into enlightenment to climb
towards tomorrow and expect
rewards not sorrow some project
or interject as paradigm
passé.
Pale horse as Pegasus is seen
to set the scene for unforseen
adventures which advance to chance
no sharp indentures, - circumstance
highlights freewill, none pastures green
gainsay.
Thus dreams bring close what far away
appears to others, interplay
between right brain and left may link
cause and effect beyond the brink
of far horizons' sway with fey
display.
(15 Apri 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Stranger Eyes
A-when you took the fall
And then you floated down
And then you took the jump
And you fell through clouds
Yeah then you watched the world
Beat the crowd
Come on ride me high
(stranger eyes)
A-well a-ride me high
(stranger eyes)
Yeah you took the fall
And then you landed soft
You thought to yourself
Oo well Im not alone
You with your dark red soul
And your chaperone
Come on ride me high
(stranger eyes)
Wont you ride me high
(stranger eyes)
Come on ride me high
(stranger eyes)
Ride me high
(danger [? ] stranger eyes)
Stranger eyes
Oo well I need your touch
That means so much
Oo well I need your touch
Cause it means so much
A-ride me high
Come on ride me high
(stranger eyes)
A-yeah ride me high
(stranger eyes)
Ride me high
(stranger eyes)
Oh, come on and ride me high
(danger [? ] stranger eyes)
Stranger eyes
(stranger [echo] stranger eyes)
(stranger [echo] stranger eyes)
(stranger [echo] stranger eyes)
[fade]
song performed by by Cars
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To My Love
To My Love
As a fragrant flower
Let me bloom a day,
And in your silken locks
Let me for a moment stay:
As the bright vermilion,
Let me be with thee,
On your moon-like forehead,
With pride for others to see:
As a string of pearls
Let me around you stay,
To caress your slender neck
And there to happily play:
As the tinkling bangles
Let me for once be
On your fair, lovely arms
And roll on with glee:
As the soft breeze
Let me for a time flow,
And on your lap play
Like a sweet child of glow:
The heart I possessed,
I know not how you snatched,
At your feet, now, my soul, I lay
With a love that is unmatched!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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High Price Of Hate
Got the eyes of a vulture
As you gaze from your meaningless throne
And the pain that youve been selling
Id rather die before Id own
Ill call you a doctor
Or find you a priest
cause no one can save you
And you wont get no peace
Ive felt your displeasure
And girl I used to relate
So dont hand me no anger
Ill be crushed by the weight
Thats the high price of hate
Thats the high price of hate
Lord whats the cost of my fate
Shell lay out wide open
Like a surgical knife
Ive watched it take over
Whats left of your miserable life
Shell live on deception
Your pleasures long dead
Your soul is left bleeding
From the lies that you spread
Dont pull on my collar
I wont rise to debate
Dont ask me for comfort
Youre a lifetime too late
Thats the high price of hate
Thats the high price of hate
Lord whats the cost of my fate
Oooh, theres a storm overhead
Will it ever end baby
Its all inside your head
Is it gonna end
Thats the high price of hate
Thats the high price of hate
Yeah, I hope I aint asking too late
Thats the high price of hate
Thats the high price of hate
song performed by by Toto
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Piper At The Gates Of Dawn
Piper at the gates of dawn
The coolness of the riverbank, and the whispering of the reeds
Daybreak is not so very far away
Enchanted and spellbound, in the silence they lingered
And rowed the boat as the light grew steadily strong
And the birds were silent, as they listened for the heavenly music
And the river played the song
The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
The song dream happened and the cloven hoofed piper
Played in that holy ground where they felt the awe and wonder
And they all were unafraid of the great God pan
And the wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
When the vision vanished they heard a choir of birds singing
In the heavenly silence between the trance and the reeds
And they stood upon the lawn and listened to the silence
Of the wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
Its the wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn
song performed by by Van Morrison
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You Happy Puppet
[ music: robert buck/words: natalie merchant ]
How did they teach you to be just a happy puppet dancing on a string?
How did you learn everything that comes along with slavish funnery?
Tell me something, if the world is so insane,
Is it making you sane again to let another man tug at the thread that pulls up your nodding head?
How did they teach you to be just a happy puppet dancing on a string?
How do you manage to live inside this tiny stage you cant leave?
Tell me something, if the world is so insane,
Is it making you sane again to let another man tug at the thread that pulls up your nodding head?
A dullard strung on the wire.
When the masters gone you hang there with your eyes and your limbs so lifeless.
How did they teach you to be just a happy puppet dancing on a string?
How do you manage to speak, your mouth a frozen grin?
A dullard strung on the wire.
When the masters gone you hang there with your eyes and your limbs so lifeless.
Tell me something, if the world is so insane,
Is it making you sane again to let another man tug at the thread that pulls up your empty wooden head?
Your hollow head, your marble eyes, your wooden hands and your metal jaw pins
All wait in limbo for the man who knows how to move you this way.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Keyless
High hopes are mocked by Time as, day by day,
efforts are hamstrung, - phantom puppet show
reflects our vain illusions’ ebb and flow.
Effects’ and causes’ ripple interplay
scoffs at control. Coincidence at play
enacts a dance whose patterns none may know.
Why seek for key? Self-righteous afterglow
can’t channel flow to stem the current grey?
Chance - Time’s harmony – Man won’t obey,
cares not a tinker’s curse for those who bow
would string, - self validating vertigo
soon bursts to leave brief, troubled, bubble bray
deflated, echo muted, song unheard.
Who’ll witness stand that strings were ever stirred?
19 September 2005 revised 30 October 2006
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Everytime I Look At You
such a feeling
though i have no wings of the bird
i know i can fly
such a high state of my
mind
my heart begins to have the wings
of the bird
flying to the skies
such a foolishness
i pinch myself
this is going absurd
since you are not here
such a stupidity of my
imagination going berserk
such pain
making me fear the light
such darkness
humiliating my own little light
left flickering
and with a slight blow of the
hush from the dusts of the curtain
dies.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Was My Life
It was just another day
It was just another fight
It was words strung into sentences
It was doomed to not be right
There is something wrong with me
There is something wrong with you
There is nothing left of us
There is one thing I can do
/chorus/
Lying on your bed,
Examining my head
This is the part of me that hates
Paybacks are a bitch
I throw the switch
Somewhere an electric chair awaits
Hey! this was my life
Hey! this was my fate
This was the wrong thing to do
This was the wrong one to be doing
This was the road to destiny
This was the road to my ruin
Now theres motives for the suspect
Now theres nothing left to say
Now theres method to the madness
Now theres society to pay
/chorus/
In our life theres if
In our beliefs theres lie
In our business theres sin
In our bodies theres die
This was my life
This was my fate
song performed by by Megadeth
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She's built cold walls of fiction
She's built cold walls of fiction around her bleeding heart
to protect her from prediction that spring may bring fresh start,
imagined wrongs correcting, pain dissipating fast, -
much time she spent erecting tall walls which need not last.
Though hurt was felt, affliction, most wounded pride would chart,
revolt against restriction when spurned, too soon to part.
Whose fault? When facts inspecting, she found herself outcast
through error in selecting unworthy one miscast.
Refrain then from erecting defences unsurpassed,
when motives, aims, suspecting makes molehills mountains vast,
take life as benediction, wake to true Cupid's dart,
smooth over contradiction, let empathy impart
emotions intersecting, flag high and not half-mast,
no longer self-rejecting, dejection all aghast.
Self-confidence ends friction as tears and fears depart,
love conquers interdiction, joy triumphs, heals hurt heart.
(31 March 2011)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Great circus
I am stuntman and a king,
Act as joker in circus ring,
All applaud work when wear wing,
Laugh them freely when I sing,
Nothing is changed from the initial days,
Same rings shows and same animals,
Tiger and lions obey master’s call,
Jump or sit and push firing ball,
All are trained and not miss play,
All prove better and have their sway,
Even monkeys read book or page,
But danger animals are kept in cage,
Everybody perform small or big role,
Stunts are shown in ring or pole,
It is well organized and brave front,
All stay together but never confront,
Life is circus and we play a role,
Members may be many but stay as whole,
All act orderly and face no problem,
Stay them together as long as not blame,
Life being challenge not always smooth,
Often fight among and break single tooth,
If stay they together and pass all test,
Life could be easy and result will be best,
This is small step and we go all length,
Demonstrate the will and good strength,
Respect and orderly life will yield result,
Tear you all apart if you hurl insult,
Either small or big, elder or younger,
Have to behave well and control anger,
Not to crate panic even if have hunger,
Family stays together and even last longer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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