It's Getting Dark
it's getting dark and the darkness
the darkness thickens no light
it's getting close and the closures
pick remnants of steps apart
it's getting to the caves and the caves
the caves are mind devoured
it's getting to the end and the end
no beginning has discovered
it's getting me trapped and the rats
they lick their wounds - just yelled
it's getting me known in sets
elements I've been expelled
it's getting me centered on axis
on a null an' an x an' y
plus minus zero life taxes
and a VAT tearing the sky
apart apart apart it's getting dark apart
it thickens no light apart
it's getting close apart
pick remnants of steps apart
the caves and minds apart
beginning the end apart
the traps and rats apart
elements sets apart
life and its taxes apart
on a null an' an x an' y
watch the words daily die
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Elemento De Noctis
Element of the Night, Darkness. My way and my path of life.
I've been ranting continuously ever since I found out that the Dark is actually light in a different form. So I made my 'E' poem Elemento de Noctis:
Darkness was created with the land
The dark one stretched out his old gloomy hand
Yet not a soul is willing to go
In darkness you reap, in darkness you sow
Darkness is one of the light
It shines its energy out day and night
Yet nobody trusts its presence
Due to human fear towards its essence
The dark is never evil
From the beginning it is good
Yet from the beginning it is misunderstood
As both light and dark are mutual
The dark cannot exist without light
Just as day could not end without night
The path of life that nobody has taken
The path of life that I have awaken
Till The Heart Caves In
Orbison/burnett/neuwirth
Stood together in an open field
And shared the secrets that the night revealed
Then wed chase the light racing through the sky
Can we untangle guilt and innocence?
How hard we torture this ambevolence
Night will bring no dawn wheres the power gone?
For Ill steal your dreams while you are sleeping
And sell them for dust and cheap lust
And Ill turn your hope while you are weeping
And cover your eyes with sad lies and dark skies
Come closer to me, on your hands and knees, alone when your wills gone
How much is not enough? , how much is through?
How long will I be getting over you?
How much grief and sin
Till the heart caves in? till the heart caves in? , till the heart caves in?
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The light and dark
when all is dark
and all is scared
a light will brightly glare
for those who seek
it they will find
an end a light
to put a peace at mind
but those who stray from
the path will see
but darknrss without a hope
for all who live and die
you have but two things to find
may it be dark or may it be light
pick whichever sets your mind right
but beware of the dark
it may start out as fun and joy
but end without a joy insite
now pick your side
and pick it well
you can rise or you can fail
poem by Gabs Yordan
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Unravel
The bat unravels
His life
By flying high inside the dark caves
But also people went into the dark caves where the bats were
And they never made a sound
Also I congratulated them because they are brave
Eventhough inside of the cave was water and they went for a splash Also
But they caught some eel for them to have for dinner
But the german men that went in the cave found so many water snakes and He caught some water snakes for his dinner and he grilled The water snakes Outside the caves but the other people had to eat The eel raw
But the German men said that the snakes tasted so good that Reminded him of grilled chicken
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Anchored Briefly
While melting-down he was going to cheat
the death. So be it, bribing the inevitable.
In search of me, you and self, life was
coming to an end. Standing on sharp edge
he wanted to go back to beginning of era,
to try again his fear against coarse future,
to be versed in or not to cease, to yield
to the butchering-ground for salvation.
He did not want to pick up the droppings
now with butterfingers. Let there be a revolt
against the buyers of wallets. Gods have
left the caves and crowds are thinned out.
Prayerwheels are broken. Sky was overcast.
The morality heaves out of bush and steps
up to find a new crisis.
poem by Satish Verma
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All Cats Are Grey
I never thought that i would find myself
In bed amongst the stones
The columns are all men
Begging to crush me
No shapes sail on the dark deep lakes
And no flags wave me home
In the caves
All cats are grey
In the caves
The textures coat my skin
In the death cell
A single note
Rings on and on and on
song performed by by Cure
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Am I Your Angel
Am I your angel of darkness?
That has been reborn again,
Into the dark,
Where my life begins,
And where love just barley begins all over again,
Am I your angel of the light?
One that is just re-beginning,
Their life in your arms,
One that is fresh and pure,
Am I your angel of the light?
Am I the darkness or the light?
One that needs the light,
Or one that needs the dark,
Am I the dark or the light?
Being in the light,
Might be better,
But living in the light to long,
Will make me go under,
Being in the darkness,
Is where I always am,
But being consumed,
Will just make me fly again,
Or could I just be your angel?
One that is mixed with both,
The dark and the light,
Maybe it would just be better,
Am I your angel?
Just flying the night sky's,
And always bringing light,
The question is,
Am I your angel?
And Here Comes Dark
It's dark outside
But I see the light
Then darkness
I see the light again
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I am lonely and sad
But I see the light
You ask my name
Then darkness
You take my hand
I see the light again
We fall in love
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I can't find you
But I see the light
You were right there
Then darkness
I have my doubts
I see the light again
You say I'm wrong
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I reach for you
But I see the light
You don't reach for me
Then darkness
I feel alone
I see the light again
I read your face
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I want to leave
But I see the light
You're come to me
Then darkness
I feel your grip
I see the light
You're hurting me
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I try to scream
But I see the light
You have my throat
Then darkness
I can not breath
I see the light
For the last time
And here comes dark
poem by Yasmin Rubayo
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An Old Saying
It's all about one time
An old saying I used to hear
Do not take it in granted
The old sayings have lot to say
Be aware of your steps
Sometimes guides us to the light
Sometimes to the darkness of the nights
But they always take us somewhere else
So be aware
The old sayings are precious
The experiences of real lives
So keep them in your mind
My grandmother used to say
once you begin never ends
It begins with just one step
So try to think before taking every single step
The good road or the bad one
It all begins with first step
One step can guide your way to shattered caves
So be aware
Try following the lightness and it'll guide your steps to brightest path.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Here We Are Again
YOU ARE right
There are reasons why we write
Daily, we are looking for a cure to this disease
Not what you think,
It is what we think,
For how can you go inside our minds
Our houses are closed
Our gates high and locked
We want to go outside and commune with the trees
We cannot
That is the irony
The paradox
We desire to be Free
Yet we live inside these Caves
So many caves
Vast darkness where we speak without seeing our Faces
This is horrible
But what reaches you are
Too beautiful to believe
Too good to be True
What you call as Truths
We dismiss as Lies
There are twists and turns
Labyrinths inside a very small house
Where ants are keepers
and Confidantes
We keep a treasure here
Chests and Trunks full of money and gold
Nope
Don't get me wrong
We are not right
We mumble like hungry slaves in the desert
We are those broken bones
That you find
So beautiful.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ever since we crawled out of that primordial slime, that's been our unifying cry, More light. Sunlight. Torchlight. Candlight. Neon, incandescent lights that banish the darkness from our caves to illuminate our roads, the insides of our refrigerators. Big floods for the night games at Soldier's field. Little tiny flashlights for those books we read under the covers when we're supposed to be asleep. Light is more than watts and footcandles. Light is metaphor. Light is knowledge, light is life, light is light.
quote by Andrew Schneider
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In My Childhood
IN MY CHILDHOOD
In my childhood
I trapped rats
And let them off
Now rats have set
Traps for me
Some at every step
The traps of mind
For the mind
They have made my life
A life-long prison
Without any hope
Of release
In this birth
Or the next
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
poem by Karnail Singh Heirwale
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Night Runners Competition Counted
we enjoy counting the rats
running around at night,
when we are arriving home
on our faithful motorbike,
usually two or three rats to see,
Kayla and I have a competition
counting first spied rats we see,
who can spot local drain rats first
the biggest rats seen truthfully
are as big as healthy pet cats,
we go look at pets frequently
in BSD once a week we peep,
in at a pet shop when we watch,
a movie in expedition BSD every week
a family movie is a special treat,
our two happy daughters think it so neat
our neigbour concreted over their open drain
next door rats love their drains seldom stray,
so less rats outside rats too close we do disdain
rats who venture close in life peril cannot stay,
if any bold rats venture into our house ceiling,
these rats are disposed of poisoned very quickly
our rule is no entry for any rats poison strictly,
tropical rat best learn trespass has no pity feeling.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Pick Up The Pieces of The Mess That's Made
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
This challenge you have met!
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
You've met the challenge that's been swept.
Don't let this creep into your sleep.
As if a daydreamed lover,
Is a desire you wish to meet.
Get up and beat this need fatiguing.
If you want a peace of mind...
Don't become weakened by routines,
You know should be left behind.
No need to keep this stored and neat,
As if this is sublime.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
This challenge you have met!
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
You've met the challenge that's been swept.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Make sure no remnants get,
To be left kept as toxins.
Pick up the pieces of the mess that's made.
And don't have one regret,
This challenge you have met!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Darkness Of Light
People regard light as a great principle,
Something that awakens our day,
Something that enables us to see in our misty minds,
Something that we all share.
But when does light share darkness,
Nobody ever thinks about when light was dark,
How it was used to kill and sacrifice,
The forgotten.
This light isn't all good,
For once it cleared the darkness,
It never fought away its return,
This darkness in which we all live in,
Is only light itself, for the earth started in darkness.
The birth is only the true state,
The Big Bang or God brang light,
But before the light there was dark,
And light was our saviour now
Our destroyed respects in the dark.
poem by Viraj Bhanshaly
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I don't know anyone who actually likes the dark or night-time. I don't care how much they say it doesn't bother them. That's why we used to huddle in caves and light fires when the sun went down.
In Joyous Spirits
Wallow in joy for the rest of your life,
Open this sentence with absolute joy.
A life has immense value with the living art,
An artistic quality attached to the very heart of affairs
Is a new indulgence of a man always in spirits so high.
Highness is His importance of a joyful kind,
Kindness will match this name of a sound nature.
Those in search of character are not blind,
Interesting perhaps is their short form of patience.
Character shall mend us when visited upon,
It houses itself in caves, the caves of too much brightness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dark Light
Look out, cause theres something wrong
And you dont know what it is
Watch out, or its sodom and gommorah
The malevolent order
Right now, before its much too late
Before its much too late
A dark light---a darkness never ending
A dark light---the devil gets his due
A dark night---is everywhere descending
A dark light---is coming for you
Now look up, well the skies are black
And theyre getting darker all the time
Watch out, for the things that you believe in
Youre gonna be attacked,
And you wont know what it is
Wise up, you better watch your step
You better watch your step
A dark light---a darkness never ending
A dark light---of perversion and hate
A dark night---is everywhere descending
A dark light---theres no time to wait
Look out, for the death of love
There will be no more love
Watch out, its yourself that you are fooling
Who do you think youre fooling
Shout it out, its a terrible thing
Such a terrible thing
A dark light---a darkness never ending
A dark light---the sun is turning cool
A dark night---is everywhere descending
A dark light---is shining at you
Dark light, dark light
Is shining at you, dark light
song performed by by Kiss
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Survivors And Inheritors
Caves, like palaces,
hotels, churches
(and shoes) ,
outlive their tenants.
Tigers came and filled the caves
with snarling and roaring.
After the atomic bomb fell on Hiroshima,
more than a hundred Japanese soldiers retreated here.
Most fell on their swords in accordance with custom,
grasping the hilts with both hands,
pulling and falling into an exploding sphere of pain.
The rest cut open their stomachs
and died more slowly, but just as surely.
Their flesh was eaten by tigers and dogs,
their bones mingled with those of prehistoric men
and the residue of earlier tiger feasts.
Thirty five years later, Buddhist monks came,
Japanese, Thai and Chinese,
and chanted mantras
for the salvation and reorientation
of the Japanese spirits,
who returned to Japan.
The earthly elements they left behind
were collected by the Japanese Embassy
(who also took the swords) .
The caves were cleaned.
The tigers stopped coming.
Like deserted Indian Temples,
the caves were left to monkeys,
who jabbered and squabbled
with the sounds of enraged chickens.
Dun, as a boy, came here with his friends,
when they were bored with fishing,
to fight the monkeys for their territory.
Now the worn limestone caverns
are empty, silent, echoing,
teeming with images in parallel worlds,
waiting for the next arrivals.
Tonight one old monkey
sits motionless.
poem by Brian Taylor
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Shine Your Light
You've told me,
many times before,
that you prefer living,
in a world of darkness.
But tell me this,
when looking into darkness,
don't you see the smallest light,
in the distance?
Can't you see,
a little light,
that will shine through,
any darkness?
But yet you still say,
dark is better than light,
so are you saying that,
you too are a dark person?
No that can't be so,
when I think of you,
the last thing I'd think of,
would be dark.
You have so much light within,
but yet you've decided to live,
where no light can get in,
but is suffocated by dark.
You seem so strong inside,
but yet to everyone you hide,
except to me when you show me,
the real light within.
If you are full,
of such strong light,
then why do you tell everyone,
you love the darkness?
poem by Katherine Bryce
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