Infectious As A Disease
A product of their own precise agendas,
And priorities they have put into place.
Any mention of their erroneous ways,
Or brushed aside mistakes...
Activates quicker steps of them moving forward.
Excusing every step they make!
Correcting their misdeeds,
Or self reflecting with apologies leave...
They believe themselves untouchable.
And,
Those wishing not to have anything,
To do with them at all...
Agree.
They are untouchable!
In fact...
As infectious as a disease,
Many realize as one disease not needed.
Knowing...
As many have come to learn,
People like this...
Will not be spotted in the corners,
Championing anyone's happiness...
If not their own!
All you will hear from these folks,
Moans and groans as if they were achievements.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
The Untouchable
Long ago
a
silhouette
was
planted
in my
minds
eye.
a face
so
vague
untouchable.
time went
by,
features
emerged
holding
as a
precious
gem
untouchable.
being
tucked away
to a
secret
place.
not to
be
revealed
so
untouchable.
now in
the distance
you
stand
with
a tear
in your
eye.
perhaps
waiting
in
the
balcony
yet
still
so
untouchable.
poem by Heather Burns
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Untouchable
Shes not just another pretty face in a magazine
This girl is real - shes every schoolboys dream
She fills my fantasies, my eyes and my ears
But every time I try to touch her - she dissappears
Oh oh oh oh oh shes untouchable
Oh oh oh oh oh untouchable delight
Oh oh oh oh oh shes untouchable
Oh oh oh oh oh shes outta- sight
In my mind Im always with her - moans and sighs
I touch her full red lips - her silken thighs
We meet in the city, she begs, please take me home
But when I wake up in a cold sweat: Im all alone
song performed by by Falco
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Disease Of Conceit
Theres a whole lot of people suffering tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people struggling tonight with the disease of conceit
Comes right down the highway, straight down the line
Rips into your senses, through your body and your mind
Nothing about it thats sweet
The disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts shaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Steps into your room, eats into your soul
Over your senses you have no control
Aint nothing too discreet
About the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people dying tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people crying tonight from the disease of conceit
Comes right outta nowhere and youre down for the count
From the outside world the pressure will mount
Turn you into a piece of meat
The disease of conceit
Conceit is a disease but the doctors got no cure
They done a lot of research on it but what it is theyre still not sure
Theres a whole lot of people in trouble tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people seein double tonight from the disease of conceit
If your delusions of grandeur and an evil eye
Give you the idea that youre too good to die
Then they bury you from your head to your feet
From the disease of conceit
song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
One Untouchable
I thought I had...
Been untouchable.
And then you came...
With a touch,
That got inside of me.
I thought I'd come,
To leave alone...
But meeting you,
Came to change...
So much those possibilities.
And maybe if you knew,
What it felt to feel denied...
You'd know what's been there,
Deep inside...
Trying to quiet those sighs I hide.
You don't know what it's like...
To be the one untouchable.
No!
If you knew what that's like...
You would touch me,
All the time.
Knowing what it is I wish.
And knowing what is wished I miss...
You could replenish.
And more.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Bender
sweet...
could take me around
only to...
I spit
step on my disease, so nice to see me bleed
step on my disease, I cannot contain
slow it down
I'm
so winded
I've fallen down again
taste...
the numb of my teeth
forever...
it made me
spit
step on my disease, so nice to see me bleed
step on my disease, I cannot contain
slow it down
I'm
so winded
I've fallen down again
I fell over
walking dead
now that you found out some more about me
I wonder how long it'll be
before you leave
song performed by by Deftones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Win the Disease
Disease
Are called...
New new...
Name for today...
Disease...
All are come
Comenley same...
For nasty water...
For colour full drinks...
For fasted food...
Cross sex...
Bad habiets...
With out execise...
That is...
Todays for disease...
Name is new...
All disease are old...
Change your steps
On...
Food...
Drinks...
Habits. ..
Normal sex...
win the disease...
With your life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Mother Nature Has Already Taken Those Steps
Before a manmade disease,
Can be treated and cured.
Many will agree,
The disease has to be located,
And isolated.
For a degree of success to occur.
And then again,
Naturally...
Mother Nature has already taken those steps,
To affect that process...
Upon those who leech,
With lessons yet to learn.
And from Mother Nature,
An outreaching will be taught!
With no mistaking,
To whom She has come to teach.
Undoing what has to Her disturbed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Misery, the shadow of the light
Sorrow, fear and disease you cannot avoid.
To lose your mother or child is sorrow.
To face the people or the future is fear.
To decay to pests and accident is disease.
Sorrow: Learn to live with.
Fear: Learn to cope with.
Disease: Learn to bear with.
The end is certain, anyhow.
02.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Loss Of Happiness
Loss of happiness is a disease
that ends up in stopping the breeze
Of joy and fain from your life
And leave you in misery to survive
So don't let happiness slip away
Or even start any of your day
Without glimpse of happiness dear
For happiness is a pill that is rare
So learn now how to make it
So you can fill your every life's bit
With the rays of joy to see
Happiness all waiting just for thee.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It's A Disease
Prejudice is a disease.
Unlike deadly viruses;
West Nile and S.A.R.S
Prejudice does not harm you.
Prejudice is an alcohol,
that brain-washes you.
Makes you think some people
deserve less than you
because they are different.
Just because their skin colour is different
Or because they dress differently.
Maybe because of their differences in religion
or because of their difference in sexuality.
The truth is,
Prejudice may not be able to harm you,
But it is the deadliest disease that ever entered our planet.
It is this disease that gets people murdered,
and then some thrown in jail.
It is this disease that starts gangs against people who are different.
And it is this disease that has our world in a problem today.
So whatever you do,
Never let this disease into your body
or else you life will be gone-forever.
Drug misuse is not a disease, it is a decision, like the decision to step out in front of a moving car. You would call that not a disease but an error of judgment.
quote by Philip K. Dick
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
One Step Closer
I'm 'round the corner from anything that's real
I'm across the road from hope
I'm under a bridge in a rip tide
That's taken everything I call my own
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
I'm on an island at a busy intersection
I can't go forward, I can't turn back
Can't see the future
It's getting away from me
I just watch the tail lights glowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
Knowing, knowing
I'm hanging out to dry
With my old clothes
Finger still red with the prick of an old rose
Well the heart that hurts
Is a heart that beats
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
One step closer to knowing
To knowing, to knowing, to knowing
song performed by by U2
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The nearest are most hated
Eagles and owls,
Monkeys, pigs and donkeys,
All untouchable to us, live
In their places unthreatened.
You are not to decimate them.
Why do you want to decimate
Your own race held by you
As the untouchable or unacceptable?
13.08.2000, Madras
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Doctor To My Disease
Ive been treated for mild depression
And Ive been treated for growing pains.
Ive been treated for hallucinations;
Now I can see it all coming again.
Well, you can wind me up. yeah, you can slow me down.
You can dig a little, and you can mess me around.
But theres one thing I should tell you, to which
You must agree:
Theres no use you playing doctor to my disease.
Said its no use you playing doctor to my disease.
I got no cure for this condition
That youve been causing me tonight.
Well, you put my heart in overdrive:
Hand me the bullet I must bite.
You can stir me up and you can cut me down.
You can probe a little, push that knife around.
But theres one thing I should tell you, to which
You must agree:
Its no use you playing doctor to my disease.
Do you have to break my engine
So you can fix it up again?
Tuned to crazy imperfection
Just to score me out of ten.
Well, you can wind me up. yeah, you can slow me down.
You can dig a little. yeah, you can mess me around.
But theres one thing I should tell you, to which
You must agree:
That its no use you playing doctor to my disease.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Looking For Tornadoes
some of us are born,
looking for tornadoes...
and spend our lives,
singed by lightning.
flying madly like moths
toward the flame that devours,
scarred by the beatings,
just living to feel...
loving the unspeakable,
touching the untouchable...
we smell like the disease,
while eating the cure.
driven by the need,
lost inside the wind.
but the flesh we eat
is none but our own!
set free by weeping,
we walk on the sea.
and roll away the stone,
knowing the tomb to be empty.
till with autumn eyes,
we bury the candle in a drawer.
have long conversations with spiders,
and sleep alone in the web.
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
What Had Been Frivolous Priorities
Times and people change.
Even those who have passed judgement on others.
And it must be difficult for these folks to now make claims,
They have had amnesia for decades...
As they delivered their misdeeds.
To purposely pick to inflict their aims.
When so much of what they've done...
Exposes them for what and who they are,
To be revealed to everyone!
And pretentious people I keep distanced.
It's in my DNA.
But I keep my eye on them anyway!
Those folks will betray their mamas.
And will say anything to defend their lies!
And what had been frivolous priorities for some...
Have been replaced by the reality of survival,
That has unmistakably come stun.
Leaving little room to appease deceptions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
This Disease
This disease
Im out of my class
This disease
Im needle sick again
This disease
We must expect such things
This disease
She finds me the girls
Tick tock tick
All gone all gone all gone
Tick tock tick
Whispering goodbye
Tick tock tick
Who is talking?
Tick tock tick
I dont have the choice
Look at me
A puppet dancing on strings
Look at me
And this is easy?
Look at me
I got the screams
Look at me
Words failing
This disease
This disease
song performed by by Gary Numan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Real Is Beautiful
when you go back from where you
once stayed
you notice that there is a wrong there
and it is messy
very messy
and your friends who cannot believe it
call your attention
it is a shame they say
and it will be damaging to my reputation
but i have no plan correcting it
i leave it there
to show me who i was and why i am at present
elevating myself to another level
after all i am the fruit of so many errors
an improvement of my past mistakes
and i am real
and so i leave things as they are
unretouched and no matter how erroneous they had once become
i still think
that they are so beautiful
because they are real.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Infectious Grooves
Insane-the mother funksters tear it up
The beat-that makes you wanna stomp it up
Rhythm-you just can't get enough of the Infectious Grooves
Hardcore-and then they switch it to the smooth
Got vibe-mix it in with the groove
The plague-that's gonna make you booty move it's the Infectious Grooves
Gave it-the network of ability
Threw in-all kind of insanity
Add it up-and now you got the recipe of The Infectious Grooves
Chorus:
Talk to me baby you should of been good-you think you're on it
but you ain't got nothing on me
It aon't as if I hadn't told you so
So now you sit and then you go and when you hear it
Damn-that's what you say when you hear us
Jam-'cause the boys know how to make it all
Slam-now you wanna get with the program of the Infectious Grooves
Pack'n-a loc'd kinda zak that's
Attack'n-with the bass that's pump'n and
Smack'n-leave you breathless coughing and hack'n with Infectious Grooves
We found- the hippest, hardest, heaviest sound
Took it straight from the underground
Now you got the plague that's going around, known as Infectious Grooves
Talk to me baby it's me again
I love to tell you 'cause it ain't the way that you wanna hear
You try to stop it, but I seen you move your booty
Move that booty, mmm that's a booty, she has a very nice booty Infectious
Now you know it's Infectious
It's Infectious-the rhythm that'll tear it up
Infectious-the beat that makes you get on up
Infectious-the mother funksters tear it up-with the Infectious Grooves
Infectious-A loc'd kinda zak that's
Infectious-with the bass that's pumpin and
Infectious-leave you breathless coughing and the Infectious Grooves
Infectious-switch to the smooth and it's
Infectious-miz it in the groove and it's
Infectous-the plague that makes your booty move it's the Infectious Grooves
Infectous-the plague that makes your
Infectous-the plague that makes your
Infectous-the plague that makes your booty move it's the Infectious Grooves
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Sweet Tooth
Her heart shivers in my hand
Shes melting on me like cotton candy
I make the faces that make you cry
I want you more when youre afraid of
My disease, disease is draining me
Anymore youre not so pretty please
Disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when youre afraid of me
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
Her hair hangs in swollen strings
Im choking on her, it feels so sickening
I make the faces that make you cry
I want you more when youre afraid of
My disease, disease is draining me
Anymore youre not so pretty, please
Disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when youre afraid of me
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!