Self Bleeding Beatings
I will not and can't stand back...
To standby,
To see you in tears!
I wont!
Nor will I watch your head...
Going through the motions,
Over something that has been said!
By someone you don't know.
Or know us.
To keep you that upset.
If you,
Don't keep your ears on someone's lips...
You'll prove,
That you've freed yourself from pettiness...
And give the boot to excuses suffered.
Don't bluff.
Just do it.
We both could use the experience.
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Just because life seems extreme!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Even though you wanted your Rooster to rule.
With a stronger cock hold on the doodle-dee-doo!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Just because life seems extreme!
With an absence on the streets...
Of meaning.
I will not and can't stand back,
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
Nope!
No need to keep up with 'those' self bleeding beatings!
I will not and can't stand back,
Nope!
Just because life seems extreme!
With an absence on the streets...
Of meaning.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pick This to Leave
A product solicited and much too erotic,
With a marketing done to the very young.
In articles that blatantly state:
'Scope Upon Your Pleasures.
And Keep Fixed In Positions to Satiate.'
Promoting promiscuity.
And the irresponsibility,
Of random breeding.
What else could this be?
But a fostering of humanity,
Depleting in self defeat.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't need it.
Don't welcome it to feed it.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
New addictions may appease.
But pick this from your head to leave.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Or become addicted.
Make this leave.
Don't be submissive.
Make this leave.
Don't think of this as a benefit.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Or become addicted.
Make this leave.
Don't be submissive.
Make this leave.
Don't think of this as a benefit.
A product solicited and much too erotic,
With a marketing done to the very young.
Someone, something has to stop it.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit.
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Don't let this sit pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Don't let this sit pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
Nope. Nope...
Pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope. Nope.
Pick this to leave.
Nope. Nope...
Pick this to leave.
Don't give this even a chance to breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Shall I Rhyme With My Life?
shall i rhyme my life with a fife?
nope
or with a fyfe?
nope
or a greiff, rife, slife, streiff, ?
no, no, no.
what about a strife?
definitely not.
i rhyme my life
with my wife
and not with the knife.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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He Broke My Heart
He had my heart... he tore it apart..... i though he loved me.... but that was not as the eye could see.... now i greave in harmful ways.. im bleeding love and now my dead body, it lays....... on thorns as my tears turn into blood, and my body descenegrates to mud... will i ever feel love again? nope, i still get shivers down my back and my lips are cracked, and my heart is torn because too many has been worn
poem by Katlyn Carr
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Romeo Is Bleeding
You made me love you
Too blind to see, yeah
Tomorrow comes
Casanova might bleed
Having so much,
How could I be so far wrong
Lve always known pain is part of pleasure
For someone else
Hoping it would never cloud my soul
Taking me so long to fall, oh no
Chorus:
Romeo is bleeding
Cant hold out forever
Romeo is bleeding
Hurting for himself
Romeo is bleeding
No pulling it together
Romeo is bleeding
Why you die for love?
You cant imagine what you dont know
So here I am,
Howd I get so much in love
Led by my heart
And addicted to the thrill - oh
You come around say
You lost your love light
Lm breaking down,
Paying for my past life
Found out by all the pain that I feel
Chorus:
Romeo is bleeding
Cant hold out forever
Romeo is bleeding
Hurting for himself
Romeo is bleeding
No pulling it together
Romeo is bleeding
Why you die for love?
I wont die
But I better find a way to be healed
Chorus: (repeat)
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Bleeding
Bleeding from eyes,
And bleeding from my heart-
I don't care …..
But I do dare.
I took the revolution as an inseparable part in my life.
I was placed under the custody.
But I never felt humble myself, and I will not lose my agony.
I fight for my friends, my ‘LOUTISH FRIENDS'-
And I will be fighting for them until the system will be allowed to become balanced.
You see, I always keep my patience.
But don't try to fidget me.
Don't try to aggravate my revolutionary sense.
The tyrant crown will be diminished.
They must retrocede.
You will see a reversal (a new era) .
You will welcome it.
But bleeding…..
Yes, this is a gladsome bleeding.
This is an inviolate, but an irresistible bleeding.
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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Strangers Room
- at this time.....i just like to sing..
Here in this lonely room,
Late in the afternoon
Dreaming my life away-hey.
Dont answer the telephone,
Im not home receiving you.
Here in the afternoon,
Alone in some strangers room,
What am I doing here at all?
No need to over do it,
Im bleeding now,
Im bleeding now.
Stop the bleeding now,
Stop the bleeding now.
Oozing out
Dripping down
Tables silent shout.
Aghhh!
(scat sing and whistle)
Stop the bleeding now.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Strangers Room
- at this time.....i just like to sing..
Here in this lonely room,
Late in the afternoon
Dreaming my life away-hey.
Dont answer the telephone,
Im not home receiving you.
Here in the afternoon,
Alone in some strangers room,
What am I doing here at all?
No need to over do it,
Im bleeding now,
Im bleeding now.
Stop the bleeding now,
Stop the bleeding now.
Oozing out
Dripping down
Tables silent shout.
Aghhh!
(scat sing and whistle)
Stop the bleeding now.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hemorrhage
Hemorrhage (In My Hands)"
memories are just where you laid them
drag the waters 'till the depths give up their dead
what did you expect to find?
was there something you left behind?
don't you remember anything i said when i said
don't fall away, and leave me to myself
don't fall away and leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands again
leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands
love lies bleeding
oh hold me now i feel contagious
am i the only place that you've left to go
she cries her life is like
some movie black and white
dead actors faking lines
over and over and over again she cries
don't fall away, and leave me to myself
dont fall away, and leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands again
leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands
love lies bleeding
and i wanted
you turned away
you don't remember, but i do
you never even tried
don't fall away and leave me to myself
don't fall away and leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands again
leave love bleeding
in my hands, in my hands
love lies bleeding
song performed by by Fuel
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Why Don't You Go First?
You are too curt.
Too blunt.
Too direct and outspoken.
And on top of that you are arrogant.
I can't stand you!
'Hey...
What can I say?
I awaken some days...
And discover I can not stand myself.'
You're kidding?
'Nope!
Just this afternoon,
When I decided to have lunch...
At the Foxwoods Casino,
Where everything is great.
I sat there alone feeling so blessed,
I kept myself away from several people...
Just to enjoy that alone.
I did not want to upset anyone's day.'
Are you being sarcastic?
'I have no clue.
What do you think?
Should both of us get away from me?
How about if I let you go first?
Yeah.
Why don't you go first?
I'll watch your back.
How about that? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I don't know much about him; never heard him say more than nope or yup.
quote by Dashiell Hammett
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Nope, no sex scandals yet. But I am open to offers!
quote by John Cusack
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Break Down Doors
Seems forsaken
No mistake here
I watch you follow
It's not your call though
Around and around and a
Oh look what I've found
It's like a string being unwound
I'll be there standing
Oh I break down your door
Just to hold who I'm bleeding for
I'm at your window
I can't get in though
I stand here dying
Well I'll die trying
Around and around and a
Oh look what I've found
It's like a string being unwound
I'll be there standing
Oh I break down your door
Just to hold who I'm bleeding for
Oh I'll come crashing thru your floor
Just to hold who I'm bleeding for
Oh I'll break down you door
Just to hold who I'm bleeding for
Oh
song performed by by Default
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I'm Dying inside
I'm dying inside, crying, bleeding, screaming
but no one can tell because I keep a straight face
on the inside i feel like killing myself
i feel like i have no reason for living
like something is eating my insides
There is a voice in my head telling me to just die
That no one wants me and sometimes I feel like its telling the truth
My inside hurts they're screaming at me because of the pain
I've tried evrything but nothing works
What should I do about the bleeding that I feel inside of me about the screaming about the pain
I cant take the pain the bleeding the screaming
I must do something
I must go somewhere where the pain will go away where everything bad goes away
I know what to do but I'm scared
But the pain the bleeding and the screaming is getting worse
I do what i have to do
I take they knife and put it through my chest
I wake up and the pain the bleeding and the screaming inside me are gone
I have gone to the better place where ther is no pain
Where there is nothing that can hurt me
There is no more dying inside me
The pain the bleeding and the screaming are all gone
poem by Nicki Faith
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My Little Angel
I love you sissy,
I really do.....
I want more for you,
something true!
Seeing you lost,
kinda broken...
my soul,
so unspoken...
I missed your life,
because I was a wife..
I chose a man over you,
but a real man,
nope...
he would never do....
I'm sorry baby....
for leaving you...
Somehow,
I will,
be there for you! ! !
Gaza (Palestine)
Stop the killing
Gaza is bleeding
She's bleeding dying kids
She's bleeding mothers' tears
Where is the leniency?
Let's overcome the inhumanity
Let's live with mercy
Let's have a life without brutality
Now we know the truth
We know the fake peace
We see the lies that devils try to smooth
We will fight for peace
Peace is what we are looking for
Peace screams and wails with every breath
Peace is the world cure
Peace is our desire on earth
poem by Muhammad Raza Master
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apj Indonesia’s Torturous Democracy?
Indonesia is a sprawling
archipelago nation
of 237 million people.
Indonesia emerged
from decades
of dictatorship
as recently as 1998.
Indonesia continues
to make
strides toward democracy...
however a weak
limp legal system
continues to be
a hot black spot.
torturing suspects
'the norm' in Indonesia
routine police perks
routine law enforcement
torture suspects convicts
extract corrupt confessions
“Indonesian law enforcers
routinely torture suspects
and convicts to extract
confessions or obtain
information... beatings,
intimidation and rape are
so commonplace they are
considered the norm.”
Jakarta-based Legal Aid Foundation Report
Restaria Hutabarat said the group's report
found police beatings intimidation rape
are commonplace considered routine norm
“few victims believe
they have the right
to lodge complaints”
police intimidation beatings raping suspects
few terrorized victims lodge complaints
Boy Rafli Amar will make changes if necessary
Indonesian National Police Spokesman Col. Boy Rafli Amar
said he would study
a 21-page legal report
would make changes
in the force if necessary.
Make changes in
the Police force
if necessary?
Beatings raping suspects
is not urgent grounds
for necessary changes?
Beatings raping
innocent people
is not a serious
crime when wearing
a badge of immunity?
Are police perks
more honourable
than paying a prostitute
in the world's
largest Islamic nation
a nation shamed?
Source: Associated Press, Jakarta | Fri,12/31/2010 12: 24 PM | Headlines
poem by Terence George Craddock
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You Come This Morning And Touch My Weakness
you two come this morning
searching the secret place in my body where my weakness lies
you gaze at me, like both of you are siamese twins
you scan my skin, you listen carefully to the beatings of my heart
you move your nose trying to figure out the smell
of that secret place
you frisk me, you strangle my hair hoping to find the secret
between the locks of my hair
on top of my forehead and behind the skull covered with
thick skin,
you try so hard to find what i am
what you find is what i am not because your hearts are hardened
by what you are not, in all the years that we have parted
i also listen to the beatings of your hearts
and in there there is no more sound of compassion
this time you must leave, i am locking my door.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bleeding On The Radio
Bleeding on the radio
I see the feeling flashing and eye
Awake the frequency of your life
Put back what you take
Make up what you break
Or watch the tv burn the sky
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you ever take it
No
Now im bleeding on the radio
I need a vision to run away
From htis world we live in today
Put back what you take
Make up what you break
Or watch the tv burn the sky
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you ever take it
No
Now im bleeding on the radio
Pull the lever
Fight forever
Dynamite a hole in the sky
Humming on you
Comming on through
Over in the flash of an eye
Dont you ever close your eyes
Coz it gets you every time
Waking up to make a sign
On the Radio Yeah
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Dont you speak your mind
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radioooooo
The radio
Bleeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
Bleeeeeeding on the radio
song performed by by Zed
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Orphan Boy
orphan boy cries alone in the dark
tears rolling down his face leave a flooding mark
dirty, filthy, bleeding hair
a single shadow is his only company there
no one helps him
crying face bruised
he had to get away from a family of abuse
he's a child forgotten
hungry in pain
heart so broken
he doesn't notice his blood stain
feeling so empty his body unfilled
he notices crumbs someone has spilled
the boy remembers his dad on crack
he remembers him drunk getting beatings from a baseball bat
running away with sad eyes
nobody notices or cares if the kid cries
he is gone for today
nobody seems to love him and he has nowhere to stay
picked up by a cop
the boy is taken away
he gets in the car and he starts to pray
god i am only seven
but if i die can i go to heaven
the cops eyes fill with tears
the cop drops him off
and the boy dissapears
Bleeding Heart
Beneath the bravery, the heroics, the disguise.
Beneath the happiness, the veil, the lies.
In the soft and maellable, yet cold hard
So infinitely precious, yet battered and scarred.
A stream of life-giving red slowly ebbs away.
The essence of life that twas meant to stay.
Beneath the perfect surface, intense damage.
We grasp at threads as scraps we try to salvage.
Using tissue paper to stem the bleeding torrent.
But it takes more than tissue to stop the current.
Tortured, bleeding heart, lucky few will never find.
The tortured, bleeding heart now is mine.
Rumbling waters beneath desert sands.
Bleeding hearts, something few will sense.
Watch the people, those closest to you, those you often meet.
From people in office, sports stars, celebrities, and winos on the street.
If you care to pry their.shells apart,
Hidden inside, you will find bleeding hearts.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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