Born during the seventies
I
The deepest thing within
Destroying the possibility of breathing
Will cry even when we’re gone
Even after our own death
We will remain
The homeland poets in the foreign countries
Obscure forces of alien lives
Too tired sights of alien eyes
The deepest thing within
Will move on breathing
When all our days are gone
Hopefully not dying again
Insane
Wretched descendants of alien pasts
Paying their bills with our own skin
Moving back to illusions
Building the worlds
Out of the ruins
Nothing has ever belonged to us
Nothing will ever be
The broken dawns in our minds
Deliver
The fronts of the dead
To move everything into nothing
Within the last battle
II
Were you in the universe
Scented by any scent
Your skin on the altar
Would not darken the repentances
Endlessly
No
There were no songs there to feed you
No sweet words to hear
Out there beheaded by the sky
You put the honeycomb
Into the order of nothingness
Look
What an incredible classification
Lies there within the chains
Out of pain and deception
They weep like dogs
They roar like bulls
Your settlements weep
The road to them treaded in lies
III
When we went there they asked
Where do our children go
The question enhanced the pain
The machine gun on your shoulder
Your head on holiday in Thailand
We believed it would never happen
And when it happened we believed
It would not happen again
And when it happened again
They did not dare to ask again
Where is it our children go
IV
They said you were their sail
They took you between clothespins
And put you on a wire
Letting you wait for the winds
They said you were their sail
Uniforms to sew
Green black grey and blue
Green black grey and blue
In no man’s lands of the nightmare
They said you were the sail
To sweep away the threshold of the world
To patchwork the holes of history and memory
Tearing out the words of salvage
Putting up tents to settle their power
Carrying you out in a packed coffin
(The poem is dedicated to all the victims of the Civil War in the region of ex-Yugoslavia)
Written in 1996.
©Miroslava Odalovic
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Alien
Alien to love
Alien to hate
Alien to knowledge
Alien to fate
Alien to sanity
Alien insane
Alien to caring
Alien in pain
poem by Poet Dragon
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The children in black
The children in black
Where did their childhoods go
Trailing water behind
How did they become this cynical
They write words of hate
Tears of joy is no longer a term for them
How can they be so small
But hate so much
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to happiness
Are they that controlled
That everything can effect them
Don't they have the right to laugh
Why are their eyes this guarded
Does everything have to be that formal
What happened to innocence
Did it go away with the faith
The children in black
The children in black
I can see the bitterness
Can't you see the ugly truth
Bitter minds already got their minds trained
So why are children so dark
Is there that much pain
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to be open minded
Did it close like a door
Only opening for a few
Is this society that negative
That they can't see the light
What happened to love
Loving parents and friends
It must have went away
The children in black
The children in black
Their hate scares me
Their eyes make me grimace
With thier hate they can stop the world
But how is that possible when they are so young
Are their minds that easy to twist
The children in black
The children in black
I hope they will soon see the light
I don't know if it's normal to be afraid
But that's what I feel
Why do most people find it easier to be sad
Do they realize it's not
The children aren't children anymore
They're miny adults trying to impress
Why don't people realize this
Are they that oblivious
Maybe if people opened their eyes we could do something
But until then...
The children in black
poem by Lillie Ellis
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Colors
There was a black man
There was a blue man
They hated each other
For the color of the skin
They both believed the other
To be the offspring of some great sin...
One dark day
They got into a helluva fight
Each believing to be in the right
They beat upon each other
Through and through
They beat each other black and blue,
Until finally
They both did come to see
How much alike
They'd come to be.
Now there is a black man
There is a blue man
Together they stand
Once divided by the color of the skin
Never more shall they
Be blinded that way again...
Black or white
Yellow or red
The color of the skin
Is truly all inside the head,
And the colors in the head
Come out in the words
That are said,
And the words
That are said
Can leave the heart so alive,
Or, utterly dead.
It's a choice to make:
Either for the image of the soul
Or, for the color of the skins sake;
The darkness of night
Or, the beauty from
The colors of the
Light.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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I Want An Alien For Christmas
This year for christmas
Theres something Id really like
So if youre up there somewhere santa
Please dont bring me another bike
I dont need any ugly sweaters
And I dont play much basketball
But theres something kinda special
That I want most of all...
I want an alien for christmas
Bring me an alien this year
I want a little green guy
About three feet high
With seventeen eyes
Who knows how to fly
I want an alien for christmas this year
He can live in the bath tub
So dont worry about a thing
And Ill take him out for walks
When it gets nicer in the spring
Ill always keep him company
Hell never be alone
And we can hang around the house all day
And watch the twilight zone
I want an alien for christmas
Bring me an alien this year
I want a little green guy
About three feet high
With seventeen eyes
Who knows how to fly
I want an alien for christmas this year
I want an alien for christmas
Bring me an alien this year
I want a little green guy
About three feet high
With seventeen eyes
Who knows how to fly
I want an alien for christmas this year
I want an alien for christmas this year
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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The day we said goodbye
"The day we said goodbye"
(Narrative Poem)
I was sitting in the far corner of the room
I was thinking about you how you are in pain
I was hoping and praying that you come back to us again
I asked God to give us a chance to take care of you as you take care of your children.
I have so much faith in my heart that God will grant my prayers as He always did.
But as I was pondering about of what will happen then if God will take you that time there was an urge for me to go to the bed where you lay fighting for life.
I kiss your cheek and rub your forehead lovingly hoping it will ease some pain you are suffering telling you you're not alone you are accompanied by so many.
As I was saying those words you nod your head to me I thought you came back but that was the last time I saw you move as I looked at you
You're not breathing anymore.
I rubbed my eyes hoping I was wrong but indeed! "MAMA YOU'RE DEAD"!
I walked away quietly surprisingly I was very calmed I told my sisters to call the nurses.
They asked me why? I can not said the horrible words I just sat back again in the corner where I was still hoping I was wrong that you are still breathing.
The nurses came and said "She is gone". They called the doctor and he said the same..."She is gone".
Mama I never thought that was my last kiss for you
The last words I uttered "I love you Ma".
The day we said goodbye is the day you died.
Every time I think of your death I feel like a sharp knife pierce to the deepest chamber of my heart.
I long to hear your voice even you're upset
I long to hug you sometimes teased you
I long to take you with me hoping I give you some happiness
I long to show you love I know I did not showed you enough
I long to tell you I LOVE YOU with all my heart
But I know it is just all longings nothing more I can do
I know you're with the LORD and with Papa and Kuya
I hope you're still watching us even from afar
And I hope you help me cope with this longing I am feeling inside
MAMA you are always my guiding light I know even from heaven you still give us your love.
No one can give us love beyond this life but you my beloved MAMSI.
Written……11-11-2012
poem by Emelita C. Smith
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Illegal Alien
Got out of bed, wasnt feeling too good
With my wallet and my passport, a new pair of shoes
The sun is shining so I head for the park,
With a bottle of tequila, and a new pack of cigarettes
I got a cousin and she got a friend,
Who thought that her aunt knew a man who could help
At his apartment I knocked on the door,
He wouldnt come out until he got paid.
Now dont tell anybody what I wanna do
If they find out you know that theyll never let me through, cos
Its no fun being an illegal alien, no
Its no fun being an illegal alien
Down at the office had to fill out the forms
A pink one, a red one, the colours you choose,
Up to the counter to see what they think
They said it doesnt count man, it aint written in ink.
I dont trust anybody, least not around here, cos
Its no fun being an illegal alien, I tell ya
Its no fun being an illegal alien, no no no no no
Its no fun being an illegal alien, I mean it when I tell ya that
Its no fun being an illegal alien,
An illegal alien, o.k.
Consideration for your fellow man
Would not hurt anybody, it sure fits in with my plan
Over the border, there lies the promised land
Where everything comes easy, you just hold out your hand
Keep your suspicions, Ive seen that look before
But I aint done nothing wrong now, is that such a suprise
But Ive got a sister whod be willing to oblige
She will do anything now to help me get to the outside
So dont tell anybody what I wanna do
If they find out you know that theyll never let me through, because
Its no fun being an illegal alien, I tell ya
Its no fun being an illegal alien, and its getting me down
Its no fun being an illegal alien, no no no no no
Its no fun being an illegal alien, yeah yeah yeah
Its no fun (not much fun) being an illegal alien, I tell ya that
Its no fun being an illegal alien, I tell ya
Its no fun being an illegal alien, no no no
Its no fun (not bloody much fun) being an illegal alien,
Its no fun being an illegal alien, and thats what I am.
song performed by by Genesis
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“sea” I Love
“SEA” I LOVE
The frothy surf, the waves, the swell
Sail across new worlds to see
To return with tales to tell
I set my sail to the “call of the sea”
Gulls join for a gratis ride
Dip! Dip! Back with dinner treat
By night in “crow’s nest” they hide
Up again before the stars retreat
Sprouts of water a fine sight to see
Blue whales on a splendid display
Rising hope and luck for the sea
Keeping spirits high day by day
Days go by, roughs and calms
Winds against, winds from west
Tour along variables and doldrums
Swing the sail, to its very best
Zealous wanderer of the sea
Sail! Sail! Thing I do best
Thing I love the mighty sea
Thing I love its endless sight
……………jibin joseph
(for you dad)
10th Nov 2007
Rio Grande, Brazil
poem by Jibin Joseph
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Broken Promise
Who will deliver the blow
to hissing winds of red hot skin
when burning desert hits the green trees?
Life flows through fire in the shadows
of cloudy peaks. I resume living
in the bodies of other people,
I am not myself. And change must
come in the garb of numbers,
in the mode of nothingness,
like the horns locked in the middle
of the road, raising dust and hoofs
two bulls fighting in the ruins of widespread
culture of politics. Only slogans give
the clue to black power of flesh. A
dispute does not settle for the last rites.
Neither burial nor a funeral will take place.
Only bones will give rise to a flower bed
where ashes will read the history.
poem by Satish Verma
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What Have You Done With The Stars
Wet with tears between clothespins you take them
Neatly ordering them on the wire
With thornful fingers
You take the blue towards your blood
You let them hang upside down
Like bats to watch over the night without the flight
Winglessly buried in the first breathing of the arch
Under which the day is breaking
Too shameful to break out
And offend with its light
Millions sleeping under the nightmare
We'll just sit here and wait
And sing and knit and sew
A child with silver hands
A child with golden eyes
A child with ruby hair
A child with diamond heart
Who can take them off the wire
And cast them back to the sky
The little kites with nothing but the wind
To show them the way back home
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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How To Kill An Alien In 3 Stages
How to kill an Alien in three stages
1 Get the low down on them
ie dress code skin colour habits and Alien Medical history
Learn about their home planet their political and intellectual powers of reasoning
Investigate their toilet habits, diet and get an Alien medical history
Meaning Alien history that is alien to you
A list of allergies
1 Invite them to dinner
Find out if they are 'dairy intolerant'
Offer them milkshake disguised as a lamp shade some Alien's eat lampshades for the fibre
Give ghem cheese sandwhich disguised as a piece of caramelised carpet
2 speak in sub titles to confuse them
3Play spinning tops with their head and wait for the dairy to take effect
until they final bloat and explode
CLEAN All SURFACE GRIME away with damp cloth
Leave debri for forensics and phone MI6
speak in clipped foreign language that is indistinguishable and reeks of espionage
Finally 'phone home'
poem by Yvette Smith
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Orinoco Flows
Verse 1:
Let me sail, let me sail, let the orinoco flow,
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the yellow sea.
Sail away, sail away, sail away. (x3)
Verse 2:
From bissau to palau - in the shade of avalon,
From fiji to tiree and the isles of ebony,
From peru to cebu hear the power of babylon,
From bali to cali - far beneath the coral sea.
Turning up, turning up, turning up, up I do. ohh. (x3)
Sail away, sail away, sail away. (x3)
Verse 3:
From the north to the south, ebudae into khartoum,
From the deep sea of clouds to the island of the moon,
Carry me on the waves to the land Ive never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands Ive never seen.
We can sail, we can sail... with the orinoco flow
We can sail, we can sail...
Sail away, sail away, sail away.
We can steer, we can near with rob dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
We can reach, we can beach on the shores of tripoli.
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
From bali to cali - far beneath the coral sea.
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
From bissau to palau - in the shade of avalon,
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
We can reach, we can beach far beyond the yellow sea.
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
From peru to cebu hear the power of babylon,
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away (x5)
Ahhah, aahha, ah.
song performed by by Enya
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Green Sky
One time, I asked the shooting stars
So that they swam in the green sky
So that no one can contaminated them
Like what just happened in the blue sky
That cotton cloud was taste so sweet
When they flew in the green sky
When birds still can ate them
Like when that didn't happen in the blue sky
I saw my reflection on the river flow
So beautiful when the green sky is behind me
So bright the reflection is
Like used in the blue sky
I don't know when we would meet
It may be never
But I want to try to see you
I don't want they regret what they have done
Because they never have meet you, green sky
poem by Renaisan Esaeliem
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Yes! Death is Beautiful!
for all the girls and guys out there
who fear death like anything and stare
up the sky and say their prayer
Oh God of death! Spare me, just spare!
for all the men and women I care
death for them, is not at all fair
Immense pain it gives, which they can't share
it takes away everything, makes them bare
to them I say, fear not the death
coz death is beautiful, it refines your breath
to breathe the bliss and smell the light
no days no night, dear, what a beautiful sight!
Death may be painful at first
but at end is just blissfull
agonizing body at first
the end experience, so wonderful!
Some sail through dark tunnel, lights at last
others flow above, high and fast
Some hear a melodious strange music
others.... divine experience, which God casts...
you feel like you never belonged here
A peaceful Destination is calling you there
and you're eager to go, be one among them
That's why dying people, they never have pain...
Death is like a commercial break
a transition period for a tired soul
tired from the game of life, we people play
Death is a comma(,) which refreshes the Soul...
Fear not the Death!
Coz it's the most beautiful thing
that can't happen to you again
and every precious moment and thing
comes witha little or more pain...
Yes! Death is Beautiful
Death is precious, so Rare
and comes with no clue
that's why we enjoy once
and that is True...
Death is Beautiful
Death is True...
poem by Soumya Dash
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Red Sails
Feel a bit roughed up, feel a bit frightened
Nearly pin it down some time
Red sail action wake up in the wrong town
Boy, I really get around
Thunder ocean
Thunder ocean
Red sails take me, make me sail along
Red sails, and a mast so tall
Red sail
Red sail
Do you remember we another person
Green and black and red and so scared
Graffiti on the wall kept us all in tune
Bringing us all back home
Red sails
Thunder ocean
Red sails
Sailor cant dance like you, ooh, yooou
Ahh, red sail
Red sail action
Red sail
Some reaction
Action boy seen living under neon
Struggle with a foreign tongue
Red sails make him strong
Action make him sail along
Life stands still and stares
The hinterland, the hinterland
Were gonna sail to the hinterland
And its far far, far far far, far far far away
Its a far far, far far far, fa da, da da da
1
2
3-4
Ooooooo
song performed by by David Bowie
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Alien Afternoon
Woke up in the morning staggered out of bed
Thought about getting back again, but went downstairs instead
Read the daily paper have to know the truth
Slammed the door as i ran outside, looked at my watch and cried
Gotta get to work on time
Gotta get to work on time
Then the sky turned a deeper blue
Not a cloud as the sun shone through
But all around rain kept falling to the ground
The wind was blowing but the trees didn't make a sound
Just another alien afternoon
Just another alien afternoon
Time that i was leaving while there's still a chance
Before i start believing in what i see or hear
Nothing here to keep me, nothing anywhere
Gotta get out pack my bags before i go insane
Gotta get away in time
Gotta get away in time
Then the sky turned from blue to green
Took on colours i have never seen
Then a sound started ringing in my ears
I heard voices but in truth there's nobody there
Just another alien afternoon
Just another alien afternoon
To be there back where i belong
To feel again the wind upon my face
To see again all that i took for granted
All that i left and everything i knew
We are home
We are your home
We are all your home
Not another alien afternoon
Never more to go wandering
Never leaving my world behind
There was never a reason
To leave my heart and my home behind
Where i was born is where i should be now
I would never be lonely
I would never be sad again
I wanted to go anywhere
I wanted to see how strange it all could be
Nothing would ever take me away again
Never more to go wandering
Never leaving my world behind
No, no, no, no
Nothing will ever take me away again, away again
No, no, no, no
song performed by by Genesis
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Sailing In Your Eyes
Sail with you in your oceans of blue
feel the endless waves of joyful and painful tears on my skin
this journey for me now endless
as I sail with you in your oceans of blue
though the ship may list
water may threaten
drowning of me sometimes your thought
I will sail with you in your oceans of blue
your eyes truly the windows journey to your soul
poem by Vincent Armone
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The House Of Pain
welcome
to the house
of pain...
rehab pain
driving insane
intense agony
dark legacy
of an instant
of an accident
all muscles
instant torn
in right leg
limp weep on
limp on pain
to recovery?
patchwork leg
green blue black
blue hand prints
bruised muscles
littering agony leg
from right buttock
down to bruised
ankle screaming
swollen sorry foot
pain body
cannot carry
pain soul
cannot endure
pain raw by day
screaming seconds
pain blasting
pulsating
twisted muscles
knotted knarred
internal fire aflame
locked in pain
wearing down
resolve unrelenting
weeks enduring
rehab pain
driving insane
intense agony
welcome
to the house
of pain...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Cookin In The Kitchen
I met an alien one night while I was walking after dark
He said dont be afraid Ive come to know Ive come to make my mark
And theres a road, and its very long
And you gotta be sweet baby
And you gotta be strong
He said why are these men and women lying here just on the street
He said why are these children dying cos they have no food to eat
And theres a road, and its very long
And you gotta be sweet baby
And you gotta be strong
Why are these people hating others for the colour of their skin
Why are your brother creatures murdered for the flesh that lies within
Dont lose the rage, dont become immune
When others criticise you
Dont change your tune
Youve got to love, with a passion that hurts
Its love that conquers baby
Its love that serves
And in the moment before you go to sleep
You can turn on me Im the blue light wrap me round you
And when the world turns its coldest shoulder
In the name of all thats good
And theres a road, and its very long
And you gotta be sweet baby
And you gotta be strong
And Ill be there, to dry your tears
And Ill be cooking in your kitchen
Food for everyone
And ill be working in the backroom
Help for everyone
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Sydney Cove, 1788
SHE sat on the rocks, her fireless eyes
Teased and tired with the thoughts of yore;
And paining her sense were alien skies,
An alien sea and an alien shore.
In gold-green dusks she glimpsed new flowers
And the glittering wings of gleaming birds —
But haunting her still were English bowers
And the clinging sweetness of old love-words.
A soft breeze murmured of unknown shores
And laughed as it touched her with fingers light,
But she mourned the more for the wind that roars
Down sullen coasts on a northern night.
Like topaz gems on a sable dome
The stranger stars stole shyly forth;
She saw no stars like the stars of home
That burned, white-fired, in the frosty north.
A restless sea was at her feet,
A restless sea of darkest blue;
The lights burned dimly on The Fleet,
And these were all the ships it knew.
She watched the dark tides rise and fall,
The lion-tides that, night and noon,
Range round the world, and moan and call
In sad sea-voices to the moon.
Thus while she watched they ebbed and flowed;
Till last with sudden splendour Day
Lit all the scene with gold, and showed
An arrow black on a garb of grey.
poem by Roderic Quinn
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The Grey World
Grey nights in the wind,
And the grey-faced dead.
Grey hairs in my head,
And grey eyes in my mind.
Grey mists in the morn,
And grey waves that rave,
Grey mould on my grave,
And grey eyes forlorn.
Grey clouds in the sky,
And the grey world asleep,
Grey ghosts that sigh,
And grey eyes that weep.
poem by Leon Gellert
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