Art Of Reason
The knowledge, the common sense
The consideration, the revelation
The theory, the history
You can call it with many names
As explanation, as an excuse
As rejection, as a plea
As an escape, as a cause
You can use it in many ways
In words, in action
Whether accepted, whether debated
Whether right, whether wrong
You can find it in many forms
The reluctance, the hatred
The prejudice, the confusion
The war, the misunderstanding
You can be trapped in many levels
With honesty, with crocodile tears
With game of persuasion, with playing fact
With time precision, with good attitude
You can touch many people’s heart
Because it is dangerous, because it is forbidden
Because you care, because you scared
Because it is impossible, because it is foolish
You can make it as many as you want
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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(V – 2010) The Winners of the Game
Pride & Prejudice
Makes one strong;
Sense & Sensibility
Seems going wrong.
Pride & Prejudice
Rushes with ego;
Sense & Sensibility
Receives the blow.
Pride and Prejudice
Wins the game;
Sense & Sensibility
Loses the same.
It’s not because
The times are unfair
Or that people nowadays
For goodness little care.
It’s just because
The Game is of
Darkening the light,
It’s just because
The Game is of
Losing one’s sight,
It’s just because
The Game is of
Deviating from the right.
So after all
Though Pride and Prejudice
Wins the game
And, Sense & Sensibility
Loses the same
Pride and Prejudice
Remains blind
And, Sense and Sensibility
Remains kind.
Awake And Aware
Impossible it is,
To turn back the clock.
To stop,
An action that should not have taken place.
Or erase words spoken to disgrace someone,
Who has not been faced...
Before proceeding to enact misdeeds,
Done with a doing.
Impossible it is,
To turn back the clock and freeze time.
With a changing of one's mind,
Realizing and to find steps taken...
Too premature and much too dangerous,
When one is unconscious but makes attempts...
To convince another awake and aware,
Of a misunderstanding.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hatred Is A Heavy Load
My hatred for life knows no bounds,
Anything to me is fair game,
Why I am like this really confounds,
I even abhor my own name.
I detest being fat I hate being thin,
Why can't I be shapely but lean,
Regardless of size I can never win,
For me there is no in between.
I loathe my work with a passion,
I'd just walk away if I could,
But as hatred is part of my fashion,
I don't really see why I should.
When I look around me it springs to mind,
I hate the whole concept of living,
To people and animals I can be so unkind,
At times I am so unforgiving.
I try to find faults wherever I go,
It's my aim in life to be cruel,
If I find one in you believe me you'll know,
I'll leave you feeling the fool.
I detest people telling me what to do,
Why don't they just see the light,
Regardless I'll tell them you haven't a clue,
For even when wrong I am right.
I may not know you but I don't even care,
There'll be something in you I can hate,
I'll search till I find it so please be aware,
Your character I will cremate.
I loathe religion with it's thousands of Gods,
How many Heavens can there be,
It preaches love and peace yet we're all at odds,
All trying to set our souls free.
I detest myself I hear you ask why,
To be honest I'm not really sure,
I hate the thought that one day I'll die,
Yet to me it has a certain allure.
Why am I like this I hear you all ask,
There's no answer or any excuse,
If truth be told it's really a mask,
It's my form of self abuse.
I had loving parents a wonderful life,
They never caused me any affray,
So why do I cause others such terrible strife,
There's no reason for me being this way.
I have never suffered rejection,
Tolerance is the lesson I've been taught,
Though I was given affection,
All that's done is leave me distraught.
I'm perceived as having a heart of stone,
I've been told that is all down to me,
If the price for my hatred is being alone,
Then I need to set myself free.
Hate is a strong and emotive term,
It has the power to kill and destroy,
In reality it's really an obnoxious germ,
Which ruins your ability to enjoy.
I'll be left forlorn and without any hope,
If I continue on this dangerous road,
With my loathing of life I can no longer cope,
‘' Hatred Is A Heavy Load ‘'
Drunk Again
If I had a dollar bill for every time I've been wrong
I'd be a self-made millionaire and you'd still be gone
So hand me down my best dress shoes and my best dress shirt
Cause I'm going out in style to cover the hurt
And all I wanna do all day is spend it in bed
But that's bad for the body and even worse for my head
So I'll try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing
It'll help to forget and help me to sing
Cause now I'm drunk again
The means to my end
And I'm scared of myself
Cause now it's the same the faces and names
And I'm scared of myself again
Have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreaming
Scared you so bad you couldn't control your heart or your breathing
Well walk out the door with me on the floor
You don't care how I'm feeling
I guess a weak and tired and frightened man is no longer appealing
Some people have a gift of reaching right into your soul
and finding the whole and making it
bigger
Baby sometimes I think I catch ya crackin' cynical smiles
and in a short while you'll be my
heart's grave digger
Well there's not much I can do
Cause I'm at the mercy of you
So baby I guess we're through
Cause now I'm drunk again
The means to my end
And I'm scared of myself
Cause now it's the same the faces and names
And I'm scared of myself again
Cause now it's all the same the faces and the names
So go walk out the door you don't believe me no more
And I'm scared of myself again
If I had a dollar bill for every time I been wrong
I'd be a self made millionaire and I wouldn't be singing
song performed by by Reel Big Fish from Cheer Up
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Cheating....
in some ways we are cheats.
do not deny that,
for it is a fact,
in some ways, we do not tell the truth
when it hurts the one we so much
love, we keep on residing inside the houses of
our own
illusions, not to dislodge the one that we care
that we want to stay
in the places of our longings,
in some ways, we are cheap,
we love the wrong part, we admire the wrong person,
we marry what others think
does not deserve us,
in some ways, we are hardheaded
we go where death waits
we negate what the good life offers,
with all honesty, we make our own lies,
we confess, we are wrong and we are
wronged in return
in some ways, we never really understand
life, death,
and those that still lie in between
we miscalculate the distance
we suffer, we notice,
we regret
but in all these, we must admit,
we want to be honest, but we just can't...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bad Boys
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
I look out the window, see the fishes get the run-around
I tell the boys I gotta be movin on
Im tired of playin the game, the endings always the same
Odds are you wont last too long
I can see you, you cant see me
Dont feel shame no more
Im not here, youre not there
That I know for sure
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys
Left on the street to fend for yourself
You do what you can to get by
The choice is run with the pack
You make a take on the sly
This time Ill go it alone
Im gonna make good on my own
No more of this foolish pride
I can see you, you cant see me
I dont care no more
Im not here, youre not there
That I know for sure
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys
Dont wanna be in a cell
Dont wanna end up in hell
I know I dont like what I see
Dont want it to happen to me
I gotta get out of this town
No sense in hanging around
Time I found out what I want to be
Nobody wants to run, and nobody wants to hide
The moment of truth becomes a burning inside
Hey look at me, and youll see
How Ive changed my ways
Im not there, youre not here
Wont have people say
Bad boys, bad boys
Bad boys, see how they run
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys, they call us
Bad boys, see how they run
song performed by by April Wine
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These People Are Never the First
Too often...
Those who use common sense,
Are punished for being correct.
In fact,
Some sarcastically call them smart.
As if they are using some exclusive part of the brain...
Others do not have membership to address or obtain.
It's just another excuse to sound off their laziness,
With a customary abuse of their existence.
You need not ask for them to give an opinion.
It will be there in the atmosphere!
Along with a judgement passed...
As to who made the wrong or right decision.
And why...
If it was up to them,
They would have made another choice.
And these people are never the first,
To make their voices heard!
It's just another excuse to sound off their laziness,
With a customary abuse of their existence.
And it makes one wonder why...
God has blessed certain creatures with wings to fly.
And some creatures with brains...
Never to be used for long periods of time.
Or,
Very little.
If at all.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things that no one can admit
You see,
I've tried...
to be me!
I never thought that a woman should be alone,
dangerous,
to let her heart roam...
I think I'm the last to feel this way,
so many things wrong with today
I'm never going to be the girls you see on TV,
nope,
I'm just me...
I thought that maybe you could find my heart inviting,
but in this world,
reality, frighting...
no one truly cares...
in fact...
they look at me scared,
GUESS WHAT...
I REALLY DON'T CARE! ! !
The Carnal Mind
Misunderstanding, sing, ring, guns, arise, dine, dean, sane, made, dues, ant;
And like the carnal mind!
But true love, care and concern for all is what we need as human beings.
Misunderstanding, rag, dig, rand, rend, sender, issue, aids, aide, aid, sit, sun;
And like the muse of love as compared to the muse of hatred! !
But the carnal mind had taken over and, minkind is now faced with wars!
However, true love, care and concern for all is what we need.
Misunderstanding, saint, stain, nun, mare, tear, near, seas, sea, sears, sear, gun, sages;
With hatred everywhere today to overcome the fruits of love!
But we the human beings need to change for the better! !
Because the wars are killing us all,
And we need a better home with love than hatred.
Misunderstanding, ears, ear, era, are, dare, dear, read, tan, run, ran, age, ages, sine;
Why should we throw bombs against each other? ! !
When this earth was meant for you and i;
For, it is better to live peacefully than with hatred that leads to war!
And, you and i know the truth onthis earth.
Misunderstanding, rats, tar, tars, is, sin, gin, den, miss, at, as, Miss, sad, mad, sage, sat;
And like the very acts of the carnal mind! !
But, is there any hope for us? !
Then we better think twice before killing someone because of hatred;
For his earth is the only one that we have.
Misunderstanding, under, understand, stand, standing, end, and, star, rat, satrs, rise;
Mind your language and watch your lips!
For we need to understand each other in a very peaceful way;
And like the sweet muse of love,
For e carnal mind is all that we need to control! !
Misunderstanding, dam, side, ride, am, in, Inn, seat, seats, sand, set, sets, sits, due;
And like the rainbow colours teachings us how to mix up with each other,
For the carnal mind had taken us to the other side!
And, war had been to us like the way we do spell out our names! !
Misunderstanding, use, uses, mind, mean, mine, man, men, sue, sues, mend, range, me;
And like the carnal mind in conflict with each other!
But, it is time we know the difference betwen right and wrong;
For, peace is better than war!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Illusion
What have I done?
Why did I enter this world of fun?
Is this a game that has no end?
But who’s got to win
And who’ll cry?
I can’t resist…
I will stay…
I will keep playing
Until my hands are numb
Until the prize is mine
But what is this?
My heart says something
And my mind can’t deny.
Oh no, not this!
This should not be the case
It’s too soon…
I’m so confused!
And it’s impossible!
This is a foolish game
And I’m the one to be blamed
But how can I escape
From the world that I have made?
I don’t want to lose
All that I have gambled
Is so hard to regain
And so for now
I will fly high and soar
To this fantasy world
You and I are involved
poem by Rose de Ramar
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The History of Now
The recording of culture is history;
but our culture is more than that.
It's the world of human action,
and the myths we make of the fact.
The recording of history is culture,
but our history is more than that.
It informs a hidden agenda.
Unconscious of motive we act.
It's the history of now, the history of now.
It's only the present that exists as endowed.
It's the history of now. The moment - KAPOW!
That knocks you right over and muddies your brow.
Through the prism of language, we know what we know.
We carry our baggage and stories of woe.
Victor and vanquished pride cannot budge,
the dead weight of hatred and ancestral grudge.
We fight our good fights with our hand on our heart;
the music is swelling as loved ones depart.
As sheep to the slaughter, the script cannot chart,
a course more ignoble: the propagandist's art.
The recording of history is culture,
but our culture is more than that.
More than the great individuals,
the scholars so love in their tracts.
The recording of culture is history;
but our history is more than that.
Not simple dates or statistics,
the full horror and gore still attracts.
It's the history of now, the history of now.
A strange contradiction that makes sense somehow.
It's the history of now, a mystery and shroud.
The past and the future: best fiction allowed.
poem by David SmithWhite
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I Gotta Find Peace Of Mind
I gotta find peace of mind... I gotta find peace of mind
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says there's no me without him... Please help me forget about him
He takes all my energy... Trapped in my memory
Constantly holding me... Constantly holding me
I need to tell you all... All the pain he's caused
Mmmmm
I need to tell you I'm... I'm undone because
Mmmmm
He says it's impossible... But I know it's possible
He says it's impossible without him... But I know it's possible
To finally be in love... And know the real meaning of
A lasting relationship... Not based on ownership
I trust every part of u.... Cause all that you say you do
You love me despite myself Sometimes I...
I fight myself I just can't believe that you.... Would have anything to do
With someone so insecure... Someone so immature
Ohh you inspire me, to be the higher me
You make my desire pure... You make my desire pure
Just tell me what to say... I can't find the words to say
Please don't be mad with me... I have no identity
All that I've known is gone... All I was building on
I wanna walk wit you, how do I talk to you?
Touch my mouth with your hands... Touch my mouth with your hands
Oh I wanna understand the meaning of your embrace
I know now I have to face... The temptations of my past
Please don't let me disgrace... will my devotion last
Now that I know the truth... Now that it's no excuse
Keeping me from your love... What was I thinking of?
Holding me from your love... What was I thinking of?
You are my peace of mind... That old me is left behin
song performed by by Lauryn Hill
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The People's World
people are good;
people are bad;
people are happy;
people are sad;
people are near;
people are far;
people are true;
people are blue;
people are white;
people are right;
people are silent;
people are violent;
people can throw;
people can grow;
people can share;
people can care;
people can unite;
people can divide;
people can fool;
people can rule;
people can trust;
people are worst;
don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!
poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
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Fool Animal
We are surely fool animal
If can't sense the downfall's arrival
Even insects and birds sense the danger
Why should we commit something in anger?
We can't resort to follow dangerous way
Addiction, if you consider, is all the way driving you away
From real life to that of artificial thinking
In fact taking you at the bottom and sinking
Consumption of alcohol can be legal
Some of its consequences may be illegal
Anything taken in excess is bad
That increases frustration and makes you sad
Inner consciousness is real reflection
That shall never allow you to for bad action
But since you are made slave of desires
Nothing good can be accepted by you to admire
It is wrong to assume about the winner
The chances of coming out it becomes thinner
It may certainly kill you from within
What will then be loss or gain?
It is time pass for pleasure
Certain quantities are allowed for sure
If you can control and drive your desires
Nothing may go into flames or on fire
Keep it to self and master the art
You are the person to have good start
Be not at its mercy and succumb
It may otherwise make you to jump
The day may end with tragic death
People may lament death and lay the wreath
For few days you may be remembered
Rest all may be the days to follow and numbered
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Have To See
You have to see the evil or maladaptive manipulative ways, or adoptive manipulative ways of others that use people as things, then you can protect your self and relate to them as well as God in a ways that do not poison you to their level. You can really do good when you see the evil in others, even if they do not see it in them selves, do not play their game; if you do, on the deepest levels they will despise you for being dump enough not to see through their games. If you play their game to get more game, you are, or will be just as lost as they in time.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Some Considerations
Consider this world and also our place in it
and know that time passes by every minute.
Consider those who’re living and also the dead
and know of the ways people earn their bread.
We consider many things but few are of real importance
and know that all those which are not are in abundance.
In consideration of this what can anyone do?
but live one’s life in a way which is true.
Consider the flowers in the garden and the colours they show
and know that with tender loving care from a seed they grow.
Consider all the children somewhere and watch them play
and know that with laughter and fun most pass the day.
Consider the things which are false and those which are true
and know how each one can and does affect all that we do.
In consideration of this what can we all do?
but try and live in a way which is just true.
Consider the march of the spirit of progress and the direction we’re all going
and know that every so often we must turn around and look back knowing.
Consider that which we all know and also that which we do not
and know it’s but knowledge and ignorance that make up the lot.
Consider the beginning and that of the very end
and know it’s terrible to get there without a friend.
In consideration of this what can one do?
but go through life with a friend who’s true.
Consider about each day and then also about each night
and know that without them there’s no darkness or light.
Consider the sunshine and also the shade
and know that with them each day is made.
Consider the evening and also the time we sleep
and know that because of them the night is deep.
In consideration of this what is there to do?
but live one day at a time and remember too.
Consider that which seems right and also what appears wrong
and know that they are both attributes of the weak and strong.
Consider the past and the future and of course the present
and know that all life relates to them and is not an accident.
Consider the labour with the crops and also the extent of the field
and know that with care and nature’s help a rich harvest will yield.
In consideration of this what is there one must do?
but only the best that one can so as to get through.
Consider what people give and also what they do take
and know that between them both much trouble make.
Consider all that which brings sorrow and all that brings joy
and know that both in life are really like an inevitable decoy.
Consider the things we believe in and those worthy to fight for
and know that there are some things in life people die or kill for.
In consideration of this whatever we all say and do
should be in harmony with life which considers us too.
Consider the reality of God and the mysteries of Divine grace and love
and know that without them from certain things we couldn’t rise above.
Consider the relationships of people as that of husband and wife
and know that around them we build society and organise our life.
Consider what people need apart from their desires and obsessions
and know that of things acquired many are unnecessary possessions.
In consideration of this it’s fairly obvious to say
that most of us have a lot and give so little away.
Consider our obligations to each other and individual human rights
and know that it’s neglect and selfishness which start all the fights.
Consider the alternative to any situation we may now find ourselves in
and know that through adversity and struggle we can succeed and win.
Consider the time it takes to go somewhere and then again to return
and know that it’s the distance between them we must cover to learn.
In consideration of this we’ll need all the help we can get
and be willing to act on advice which will cause no regret.
poem by George Krokos
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Pretty Persuasion
Its what I want, hurry and buy,
All has been tried, follow reason and buy,
Cannot shuffle in this heat, its all wrong
Try to put that on your sleeve its all wrong its all wrong
Hes got a pretty persuasion
Shes got pretty persuasion
God damn, pure confusion
Shes got pretty persuasion
Its what I want, hurry and buy,
All has been tried, follow reasoning,
And I put that in this heat its all wrong
Try to wear that on my sleeve its all wrong all wrong
Hes got a pretty persuasion
Shes got pretty persuasion
God damn, pure confusion
Hes got pretty persuasion
In the line of heart,
All is peeling away,
Its what I want, hurry and buy,
All has been tried, follow reason and buy,
Try to put that in this heat its all wrong
Cannot wear that on your sleeve its all wrong its all wrong
song performed by by REM
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Made in Italy
The power of time is made in italy
Gucci and Versace are names of history
The present is here, it is literally
The power of time is made in Italy.
So did Ben, so did I
So did all, so did everyone
We buy names, we buy fame
In our hands we touch the dream and pain.
You see in town, it’s all around
The power of time, the power of history
You wear signed jacks, t-shirts and blues
This make you feel brand new and cruised
So did Ben, so did I
So did all, so did everyone
We buy Versace and taste Trussardi
We know the Prada, the same Armani and too Cavalli
The style is rule, the style is right of everyone, the sense of people
The sense of life is made in Italy.
poem by Alexander Galbur
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Revelation
(m - kusch l - deris)
Now we chase the end of time
Afraid of what we will find
Once again since jesus christ
The stars look down on mankind
Revelation
Overcome creation
False illusions
Fade and die
Whatever we awaited
Charity or hatred
Whatever we awaited
Will arise
Its revelation
Revelation
Power and prosperity
It wont be like before
Name, rank and authority
Not counting any more
Revelation
Overcome creation
False illusions
Fade and die
Whatever we awaited
Charity or hatred
Whatever we awaited
Will arise
Its revelation
Revelation
Bemoan your words
Bemoan your deeds
Repent your thoughts of lies
Attain your sword
Attain your shield
Defend the sense of life
Bemoan your hate
Repent your greed
Improve your rotten seed
Pray for the child
Thought born just by a fraund
And a whole
Pray for the child
Who wont know
Whats crying for
Revelation
Overcome creation
False illusions
Fade and die
Whatever we awaited
Charity or hatred
Whatever we awaited
Will arise
Its revelation
Revelation
Solo 1: roland
Solo 2&3: michael
song performed by by Helloween
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To live
To live is
To carry all knowledge you have on your words
To remember all memories you experienced on your action
To learn everybody’s heart on your touch
To face the impossible pain on your walk
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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