Keeping It Real
Keeping it real.
So much so it sizzles,
Fresh off the griddle.
Hot stuff here!
And it may require your need to cool it down,
Before you can accept if for what it is.
And not for what you wish it to be...
To be kept in sync with your reality!
This...
Can blister.
And we know 'realities' come and go,
For a dime a dozen these days.
Maybe even cheaper than that...
Since so many false ones are just laying around,
After being tossed out the window!
But this...
What I offer,
Is the real deal!
If ever you wish to feel the quality of it...
Let me know.
It will not disappoint.
That's how reliable it is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Real Cool World
So far this love is delightful
The face of seduction was you
But I listened for each and every footstep
In this real cool world
Questioning saintlike and fantastic heroes
Feeling like lost little children in fabled lands
So I listen for each and every friendship
In this real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
Starry-eyed life but somehow believing in nothing
You whisper sweet nothing but reading between your lines
I listen color me doubtful
In this real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
You came from nowhere
You came from nowhere
You held me you shook me
Hey
Its a cool world
Its a cool world
Its a real cool world
Its a real cool world
Its a real cool world
Its a real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
Now there is you
In my real cool world
Mmmm
Real cool world
song performed by by David Bowie
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Making It Real
I was once told to make it real
Well here's the deal
It is I feel
No deviation off this rugged course
With remorse its sad to see someone try to explain it to me
What I already see
You got talent and wisdom
But you just don't how to use it
You abuse it.
I was once told to make it real
Well here's the deal
I try to better myself every day
With a sense of moral guidance
And absolute faith
In the dark world I embrace
So let me make my stance
My standing pose
For it is mine as you have yours
I was once told to make it real.
Well here's the deal.
I'm not here to please or get on my knees
I tell you what I want when I want
Like it or not
Its my power to overcome
Its my hour to be done
To waste with a smiling face
I was once told to make it real
Well here's the deal
Have you ever been told your trying to hard
Well I'm not
Everything goes
Everything flows
Like magic
Its something I've always known
I was told to make it real
Well here's the deal
The battle is already won
It was kinda fun
But now it on to the next
Never let limitation of a closed mined
Waste too much of your time
Accept them as the are
Which sometimes isn't very far
But don't make the measurement if they don't reach the par
Let them think there better
With another well written letter
Well I do make it real
And with this its my deal
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Real Fiction
There are two kinds of fiction to find…
One in the world and the other in the mind.
When unpleasant things happen for real
With which the real mind is unable to deal,
It creates a world of fiction so it can survive
In order to justify that its unreal beliefs are alive.
These unreal beliefs have a real world all alone
As they deny real facts with data of their own.
Their fiction continues as world events transpire
With interpretation to support beliefs they require.
The world of fiction will collide with the world of real
As its members seek reality, it will lose its appeal.
Unless it dispenses with its delusions of the facts,
It will disappear as it's devoured by the reality it lacks.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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We Real Cool
we real cool
we have jesus
the devils have only fire
we real cool
we have male, female
to help us
explore each other
the devils can only
play his dirty games
by himself
we real cool
we fight, we cry,
we make up sometimes
we real cool
we prove to God
that his Project X
is phew...a great success
this new creature
can feel, can reason
can create another world!
inspired by
We Real Cool
THE POOL PLAYERS.
SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
Gwendolyn Brooks
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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It's not the stuff......
I offer to help
organize your world,
a simple offer....
your response...
To buy! !
To let you know,
a gift,
is not a payment....
nor an obligation....
a simple smile is enough.
You see,
for me,
it's not the stuff.
I've had everything I've ever needed.
Even more so that I've ever wanted.
Lost, borrowed, and even stolen....
in the grand scheme of life...
always could it be replaced.
What I seek,
what I want.......
if for someone...
with a soul...
not to haunt.
Real,
real,
real,
show me a sunset,
or a star that falls,
declare a love.....
that's all! ! !
Get Real
Oh pity us here we angels of lead
We're dead, we're sick hanging by thread
Get real
Get real
You can't stop meaningful teenage cries
From deep behind fifty year old eyes
Get real
Get real
CHORUS
I'm scared to touch
Too tense to be undone
I walk the streets
Not expecting morning sun
Against the voice of doom
Failures fall all over town
I guess I should, I feel I should
Get real
Get real
What's up?
What happened when I wasn't around?
Who did what?
What went down?
Get real
Get real
Think about myself it happens to me
It happens in the tunnel when I let myself feel
Get real
Get real
CHORUS
I feel it all through breakdowns falling all over town
I feel I should, I guess I should
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
The dazzle of light
The rape of life
The seed, the curse
The jazz of life
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real
song performed by by David Bowie
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Can't Get Enough
I feel real now walking like a woman and talking like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like buddha and doing it again
I get kick I rip it up kick it up take it like a teenage tough
I feel real now talking like sugar and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
I feel schizo every so psycho kicking at an old tin can
I feel real like a man like a woman like a woman like a man
I make dead space feel like a headcase take it like a teenage tough
And feel real now watching those wheels and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
I feel real now walking like a woman and talking like a stone age man
I feel real now talking like buddha and doing it again
So give me this and give me that smother me and give me some of that bad stuff
I feel real now talking like sugar and shaking that stuff
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
Singing I can't get enough
song performed by by Suede from Head Music
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New ideas in technology are literally a dime-a-dozen, or cheaper than that.
quote by Dean Kamen
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Religions
Open us up for the religion,
You have realised the relics.
Enter our formation,
Be friends with me.
Let divine help come in our way,
We practised our ways for too long.
Much of the reasoning behind us
Is of forming relationships.
Offer real help, offer us real help.
Let matters stop of false reflection.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Keep It On The Real
No no,
Tell me, tell me.
Keep it on the real,
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real).
Verse one (kandi):
Trust is something that we cant live without,
Honesty must be there, aint got no room for no doubt.
Reality cant waste no more of our precious time,
Trying to escape the pressures of our mind.
Chorus:
I dont ask for much, no no,
Baby if you want me you gotta tell me something, yeah.
All I want from you is just to keep it comin,
Keep it on the real.
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real)
Verse two (kandi):
Faithfully Ill give my loving to you,
Soulfully our spirits will make it through.
Respect me baby and Ill respect you,
What more can two lovers do?
Repeat chorus to fade
song performed by by Xscape
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Keep It On The Real
No no,
Tell me, tell me.
Keep it on the real,
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real).
Verse one (kandi):
Trust is something that we cant live without,
Honesty must be there, aint got no room for no doubt.
Reality cant waste no more of our precious time,
Trying to escape the pressures of our mind.
Chorus:
I dont ask for much, no no,
Baby if you want me you gotta tell me something, yeah.
All I want from you is just to keep it comin,
Keep it on the real.
(the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real, the real)
Verse two (kandi):
Faithfully Ill give my loving to you,
Soulfully our spirits will make it through.
Respect me baby and Ill respect you,
What more can two lovers do?
Repeat chorus to fade
song performed by by Xscape
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Imaginations Real
Voices across all the nation,
Echo in my mind.
In the streets,
In the factories,
In the towns.
Living out what imagination made real.
Got to leave the old world behind,
Use a fantasy,
Imagination is real.
Chorus
Im so much in love,
I cant explain,
Imaginations real.
Build your dreams,
And make them strong,
Lmaginations real.
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
No solution,
Hatred,
Fear of whats to come.
Dont cry,
Cant you feel it inside,
Cant you see its the only way it can be.
For our past has left us alone,
With a cold reality,
Imagination made real.
Chorus
If you use a dream
To change a mind,
Then imaginations real.
Think with your heart,
And you will see,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
song performed by by Kinks
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New York City Boy
When youre a boy
Some days are tough
Lying on your bad
Playing punk rock and stuff
Home is a boot camp
You gotta escape
Wanna go and wander
In the ticker-tape
You feel the deal is real
Youre a new york city boy
So young, so run
Into new york city
New york city boy
Youll never have a bored day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
The street is amazing
The hoochies unreal
Check out all the hardware
At the latest deal
Hear a song
Thats the bomb
If you dont get the mix
Its got eighty-six
You feel the deal is real
Youre in new york city
New york city boy
Youll never have a bored day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
New york city boy
This is your reward day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
Then as the evening falls
You can return its calls
You feel the deal is real
Youre a new york city boy
So young, so run
Into new york city
New york city boy
Youll never have a bored day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Murdering Dreams
When no one is looking
I count the steps
in front of my house
no reason apparent.
I linger in front of photographs
that resemble you
and I allow
cruelly
the contrast
between you
and my present life.
Disappointment
is harder to bare sometimes
in real life
catapulting us
to alternative realities
concocted by our mourning minds
which seek those media dreams
of the perfect life
of escape from the flesh and blood realities
surrounding us
introducing to us
dripping disappointments
in self, others and family.
How guilt-dripping is this dynamic
where reality is seen to be
cruelly oppressive
compared to those media visions
concocted for us
by movies and tv.
Murdering false dreams
is what, therefore, the children
must do
in order to grow up
and become part of humanity.
Otherwise
a grieving shadow
that seeks that happily ever after
becomes a mind dripping
of false realities.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Real Thing
A mongoose can smile at a cobra
But that cobra will always be a snake
Diamante can shine like a diamond
But you know, like I know
That rock will be fake
Its the real thing
The real thing
Nothing but the real thing
Its real
You can xerox the mona lisa
Deadpan da vinci in every detail
Might beat customs on a home-made visa
But false papers
Only gets you in jail
Its the real thing
The real thing
Nothing but the real thing
Its real
Life wears a smile on its face
But it comes with a sting in its tail
Make believe fables have their place
But only a fool. only a fool
Believes fairy tales
I heard all the lies that they tell ya
phone me baby. the cheques in the mail
Well as fantasy. it may please ya
As the real thing
It does nothing but fail
Its the real thing
The real thing
Nothing but the real thing
Its real
Its the real thing
The real thing
Nothing but the real thing
Its real
song performed by by Abc
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Its Real
Its real to me
When you say
I love you
Its real to me
When our hearts
Beat as one
Its real to me
When we entwine
Our passion feuiled
Bodys as one
Its real to me
all the little things you do
that make me smile
Its real to me
every time we
Talk about the little
things in life
Its real to me
how you want
To hold me close
Each and every night
Its real to me
when you say
The most romantic
things whipsered
softly in my ears
Its real
because
you make me
feel like a
teenager again
I want to spend
Eternity with you
I want to be apart
of your life
Thats the reality
of how I feel
Thats what we
Call True Love
© Copyright Kaila George 2012
poem by Kaila George
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Out Of Sync
Shes out of sync
And everyone around her
Knows that something is wrong
Shes out of sync
Shes got all the symptoms
Of a girl who skipped a beat
Shes out of sync
A piece of ancient history
Shes a walking mirage
Shes out of sync
She entered through the exit
And never stopped to think
Shes out of sync shes a half step behind
Shes out of luck her body split from her mind
Shes out of orbit shell never connect
Shell run out of time before she accepts shes out of sync
Shes out of sync ---- (sync)
Shes out of sync ---- (sync)
Shes out of sync
And everybody senses
Theres a distance to keep
Shes out of sync
And totally committed
To living in a dark age
Shes out of sync
Shes constantly undoing
Whats already been done
Shes out of sync
Trapped in a silent movie
And shes on the brink
Shes out of focus
Shes a warp in time
Shes discontinued
A break in the line
song performed by by Devo
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Blame It On Me
(Bruce Robison)
You're standing there, that look in your eye
You're looking for good ways to tell my good-bye
Something 'bout people, how they never know
They're loving somebody, then lettin' them go
You're looking for reasons but there ain't no need
You can blame it on me
Blame it on me, I was the one
I had no right to turn it all wrong
I held you too close, I couldn't let go
Can't loose your cool these days I know
I'll go on home and you can feel free
To blame it on me
I am too rough, I work too hard
I got no cool friends, I drive an old car
I'm not the picture of any man's dream
Handful of bluebonnets, boots and old jeans
I was a fool to think it could be
So blame it on me
Blame it on me, I was the one
Acting like real life was some old love song
I held you too close, couldn't let go
Can't loose your cool these days I know
Thinkin' forever, ever could be
So blame it on me
When you start looking for ways out of love
Then I've been making mistakes by the dozen
So if you want to leave
You can blame it on me
I held you too close, couldn't let go
Can't loose your cool these days I know
So I'll go on home and you can feel free
To blame it on me
Blame it on me
Blame it on me
song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Real
I look out my window
and see what is real.
Trees, bark encrusted,
rough my hands; cool
leaves, cherry blossoms,
white and vibrant, writhe
in the bee-blurred light.
Yes, these things
are real,
and yet,
turning inward,
to our secret room,
I find you
waiting,
breathing,
real.
poem by Steven Federle
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It's Reality That's Making People Real Mad
Status quoters on the ropes with hopes...
They could pull times long passed,
Back to have them in their grasp.
Since realities created,
Slips quickly and fast.
Status quoters on the ropes with hopes...
For a return of conditions,
When they had control of it!
And now they see no benefit,
To pick from empty pockets.
Elected politicians seem to dismiss all their wishes.
And people who had missions to keep all their interests fixed...
Thought paying politicians would keep business as it is.
Oooooooo remember when a hoopla was favored?
Oooooooo remember when this hoopla had flavor,
To savor!
Status quoters on the ropes with hopes...
They could pull times long passed,
Back to have them in their grasp.
Since realities created,
Slips quickly and fast.
Oooooooo remember when a hoopla was favored?
Oooooooo remember when this hoopla had flavor,
To savor!
Now realities are slipping quickly and fast.
Oooooooo remember when a hoopla was the favored flavor?
Now realities are slipping quickly and fast.
Oooooooo remember when a hoopla was the favored flavor?
Now realities are slipping quickly and fast.
Oooooooo remember when a hoopla was the favored flavor?
Now realities are slipping quickly and fast.
And reality is making people real mad!
Oooooooo...
It's reality that's making people real mad.
It's reality that's making people real mad.
It's reality that's making people real mad.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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