A Poetic Something
I think I am a poet
therefore I'm lying to myself
in just a line I saw it
just lying on the shelf
I reached for it
It moved out of reach
those words I knew
those words my mind grew
Unable to jot down
a mute to speak out
unable, unable it rocks
strange sounds, broken cradle
stop rocking, its unstable
now across the dinner table
I see it, I saw it
should I move towards it?
Turn back, just ignore it
now it follows
astounding, I have no use for it
it gives permission for those words
it writes, it reads ‘Hi'
Oh you got to be kidding
poem by Kelvin Owusu

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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CX: Ability
It’s not unable, it’s just not a favor
It’s not unable, it’s just reluctance
It’s not unable, it’s just not my style
It’s not unable, it’s just wrong
It’s not unable, it’s just no time
It’s not unable, it’s just out of place
It’s not unable, it’s just not consideration
It’s not unable, it’s just objection
It’s not unable, it’s just not effective
It’s not unable, it’s just stubbornness
It’s not unable, it’s just not important
It’s not unable, it’s just mercy
poem by Maria Sudibyo

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For Me You Are…………
Building the wall of confidence, all around my ribs
Inspiring, when am alone, even in noise
Showing me, the fairy way, when I get confused
Hauling me from, those atrocious affairs, that matters
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
Pursuing illusion, enlightening my life
Reaching, as a shadow at the time of tide
Intimacy, in the dream that comes into my mind
Yielding smile at my labor, creating zeal at my failure
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
At every insult and every admire
Youth mind, mine even if retires
Occupying for me, the seat of mentor
Uprooting all solitary despairs
Aspiring not to be worry, else to fear
Reinforcing skeleton by self-esteem of yours
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
Enriching my each moment, being even so bare
Animating my life, that anyone can't imagine
Nursing me, to special from alone
Grasping me in the midst of up and down
Enlivening those deadly postures of dreams
Lightening by a heavy power as thunderstorm
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
Forgiving me for each-every mistakes done
Organizing such beautiful ceremonies
Rearranging me, trying to make me genuine
My life you are, I can't remain alone
Eagerly, have awaited for you, oh my feminine!
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
poem by Nibedit Nahak

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Should Have Never Crossed Your Path
Should have never crossed your path
Funny things you want the most
Should soon be taken back
Slap my own hands like a child
Stealing from the candy store
I think Ive taken to your smile
And I hunger for your laugh
Do the craziest things like look around
When I know youre nowhere near me
Break my back on a song
Though I know youre not there to hear
Unanswered questions lying on the coffee table
From a song I havent finished since last summer
Cause I never could decide how much was gin
How much the sea
Or other incidentals clouding what was really me
Everything I am is bare feet and burning sand
Waiting for the calm cool hand of the sea
A madman of emotions waiting for the drug effect
Of the reason and the intellect to comfort me
Half the time I love you like you love the falls first breeze
Then you seem as distant as the skeletons of trees
Far away outside my window
Where inside I think of you
As if I thought hard enough Id know which way to turn
And what to do
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Im quite sure Ill be alright
We all live with some distraction
Its just too bad
Mine will hang around all day and night
Like an uninvited guest
You cant turn away try hard as you might
Lord knows Ive tried
I might let it go and take a long long run
Quit my job and join the coastline baking in the sun
Then again I might just make big plans
And leave them on the table
Like the song I left unfinished
And the words I am unable
I will always be unable to express
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
song performed by by Indigo Girls

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Unable To Keep From Looking Back
Unable to face facts...
Is an unfortunate mindset to have,
When all foundations of the past...
Are being revealed to have cracks.
Every question one can ask,
Can today be traced to the truth.
And every denial one offers back,
Slips from a validity needlessly pursued.
The few amongst the many,
Feeling to be at peace with themselves...
Without the need for traps,
Also have a need to isolate from those...
Who stubbornly refuse,
To accept with belief these times we are at.
Unable to face facts.
Unable to keep from looking back.
Unable to shake away hours from a yesterday.
And...
Unable to say a grip held tightly,
Begins to fade and to drift away...
From one's existence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Crash
Lying in bed
Crying your eyes out
Curled in a ball
Nice and tight
Crash today
Seven men died
Seven in a van
One in a car
Bottle of vodka
In the passenger
Seat
Driving unable to maintain
Drifting and veering
Unable to control
Car smash the van
Through the windshield
One goes
Lying on the floor
Others come and
Count dead bodies
One left live in the van
Mind regained and
Awareness received
All is dead
All is dead but you
Later that night
Lying in bed
Crying your eyes out
Curled in a ball
Magnum in hand
Silence has come
Lying in bed
No more crying
Curled in a ball
Lose and feeble
No sound is silent
Eight men died
Today
poem by Tommy D'Attore

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Words of Fire
Words of Fire,
Words of Power,
With the force of a steam train,
With the speed of a bullet,
You hit me.
You knocked me off my high horse,
Upon the ground I lay,
Unable to move,
Such is the power of your word,
You hit me.
When first I read your word,
Words of Fire,
Words of Power,
The threat of culpable damnation,
The gift of undeserved salvation.
You are the living Word,
The only word,
Who was,
Who is,
Who is to come.
Words of Fire,
Words of Power,
Words of Eternity,
Words of Fire,
That burn within my heart.
From my youth,
My hair now grey,
Those words of Fire,
Those words of Power,
My life maintained.
poem by Steven Reeve

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Silent
I hear no voices inside my head.
I hear no echoes in the wind.
Everything is silent.
I now know how the deaf must feel.
A world with no sound.
Words that don't speak.
Silent.
Well I guess it's wrong of me
to compare my writer's block
to the deaf, but that how I
feel.
Lost, and frustrated.
Seeing lips move but unable hear the words.
I'm a poet who wants to speak but no sound
do I hear.
Silent!
X Can Do
Unable to do
he became able to do,
unable to do again,
able to do again
and unable to do again.
He was unpotentialized,
potentialized,
expotentialized,
repotentialized
and reexpotentialized.
Someone said it was the honey.
poem by Douglas Scotney

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The Race Of Standing Still
I'm racing racing towards it
Like when I was a small boy
Cutting through a waving field
Decorated by summer sunlight
Unable to remember
Unable to forget
Unable yet at peace
Unable yet scared
I'm racing racing towards it with fear and excitement
They seem unseperable
They seem so far apart
They are my close friends
They are my very ghosts
I'm racing towards it
Holding perfectly still
In the race of standing still
song performed by by Zao from Zao

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P*s*t*88
You are responsible !!!!!
The words to this song
Are invisible and therefore
Unable to be printed
When the beast of pantera
Runs loose words as such
Do not exist !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So whatever sounds you
Interpret as words
Are strickly up to you
Remember...you are in control !!!!!
Diamond darrell and
The boys have created
This flashback just
For all you girls and
Major praty animals
cuzwenowhatchulike !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Soooo crank it up !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Listen at your own risk !!!!!!!!!!!!!
And party down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
P.s.
Some sounds got on the
Tape backwards
We dont know how or why
But we also dont care!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Partytime!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
song performed by by Pantera

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Voices (btw I'm not schizophrenic)
Why do you tell me what to say?
why do poison my thoughts and make them so fey?
why am i unable to inveigh?
unable to conquer you
unable to take you captive
how can i continue to live
when you live inside me too
stop trying to ruin my life, i won't give in
you can't make me sin
take the voices away they're in my head
they make me feel dead
i must kill them before they kill me
If only you could see
the things they make me think
i will not sink
deeper into this hole
take the voices away i won't speak
out of malice or in romance
SHUT UP!
poem by David Knox

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Paralysed
They have placed me on this cold stone table,
I’m trying to move, but unable.
I can’t understand why they’re doing this to me
I’m not dead, but why can’t they see.
If I could move they would see straight away,
but I can’t, and I’m unable to say.
No matter how much I try I cannot move a limb
and very soon the autopsy will begin.
Would they notice if I managed to blink an eye?
I can’t! I’ll try a tear, or better still cry.
The only thing functioning is my confused mind,
and frankly my brain has been left behind.
The pathologists are talking and preparing to cut,
they’re going to open my chest and gut.
My life signs aren’t displaying on the screen;
they think I’m just another has been.
They'll be murdering me without misgiving
because they can’t see I’m living.
I’ve got a peculiar feeling deep inside of me…
thanks dear God, I’ve managed to pee!
poem by Orlando Belo

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Lyin' To Yourself
You tell me lies that you believe
You say its the real thing
I can see how you've deceived
I know what's happening
And seeing is believing 'til you find out that you're blind
You're Lying To Yourself (Lying To Yourself)
You're Lying To Yourself (Lying To Yourself)
Wake up, shake up, turn around
I'll give it to you straight
It's been too long, it's past a joke
Something I can't take
The cost is due, now tell me money ain't the means [to me it sounds like
"meaning"]
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
Lying To Yourself again, you're Lying to Yourself again
Lying To Yourself again, you're Lying To Yourself again
Lying in the morning
I'll kiss you goodbye
You won't regret a part of this
And neither will I
Revealing hearts with a common need play their hands
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
NOTE: This song is a B-side to the Alpha album single "The Smile Has Left
Your Eyes
song performed by by Asia

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Zero Circle
Be helpless, dumbfounded,
Unable to say yes or no.
Then a stretcher will come from grace
To gather us up.
We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty
If we say we can, we’re lying.
If we say No, we don’t see it,
That No will behead us
And shut tight our window onto spirit.
So let us rather not be sure of anything,
Besides ourselves, and only that, so
Miraculous beings come running to help.
Crazed, lying in a zero circle, mute,
We shall be saying finally,
With tremendous eloquence, Lead us.
When we have totally surrendered to that beauty,
We shall be a mighty kindness.
Thinking Of You
lying all alone and restless
unable to lose this image
sleepless unable to focus on anything but your surrender
tuggin a rhythm to the vision that's in my head
tuggin a beat to the sight of you lying
so delighted with a new understanding
something about a little evil that makes that
unmistakeable noise i was hearing
unmistakable soud that i know so well
spent and sighing with that look in your eye
spent and sweatin with that look on your face like
sweet revelation
sweet surrender
thinking of you
thinking of you
sweet revelation
sweet surrendering
song performed by by A Perfect Circle from Mer De Noms

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What Is It To Be 'Stuck' In Life?
WHAT IS IT TO BE 'STUCK’ IN LIFE?
What is it to be ‘stuck’ in life?
To be unable to get out of the prison one is in?
To see no way out except the way one has tried and failed with many times before?
No light.
What is it to be unable to move?
To feel lost
To believe no change possible?
What is it to despair in life?
What is to be stuck in life all one’s life
And repeat again and again
The same mistakes?
Here I am forty- five years later
Trying to write a dream true
And unable to.
poem by Shalom Freedman

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Miss Piggy regrets..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
That tastelessly named flu’s got her
(She forgot to wash her front trotter…) so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
It’s a swine of a stroke of bad luck:
Her eyelashes, she sneezed them unstuck… so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today…
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
She’s all pink from her snout to her face;
Her mascara’s all over the place… so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today..
Why not try the lamb today, madam…?
poem by Michael Shepherd

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Talk To Me
Talk to me in the dark of night
when there's silence, only your voice.
Speak to me of your daytime thoughts
so I may hear you and rejoice.
This is my time with you alone.
Your words can still my heart.
All through the busy hours of day
my body plays its part.
But, nothing I do can ever compete
with the sounds you give to me.
All that I do is never complete
'Til I'm lying next to you.
So talk to me in the dark of night
and lull me off to sleep.
Let all my dreams be of your words,
the words that I shall keep
'til the morning breaks my reverie
and brings me another day.
I will move forward through the hours
awaiting the words you will say.
poem by Edwina Reizer

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Finnigan
Lying words among men,
And living words among the truth;
But when the needy speak right,
Your muse is exposed!
And like the drink of the thirsty.
Money can't buy my love,
For i am Finnigan in the land of joy!
And i have seen the lying lips around my me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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It pains me to love you
It pains me to love you
~
These feelings forever change
From admiration to love to hate
What words I have spoken
To leave you without comfort
That you are unable to speak to me
To look me in the eye
Am I to apologise for my words
For saying you are beautiful
And forgive your lies
In saying you did not mind
As any would be happy to hear them
It pains my heart to love you
It cuts my soul to hate you
That I am unsure of any feeling
Each sway and twist of a thought
Leaves me further at a loss
How each feeling changes
To forget about you for a moment
Then be caught in a dream of you
I wish I could take back my words
And leave you in an innocence
Of my love, my admiration
And how I hate to hate you
poem by Matthew Holloway

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