No I Am Not Made Of This World
The flesh denies the touch
The touch denies the real
The real denies - just like me
That I am here struggling to learn
The ways of all the flesh
To cast the touched within the womb
Where fires burn in torches raised
No I am not here and you cannot find
A single thread to lead my steps
Might as well be a net
Caught within itself
Struggling to learn the ways of all the nets
‘Too broad a human, should be narrowed down’
So as to stand under the shadows
The same ones I stood against
The day I was born
When Irony stood my way
No I am not, not made of this world
I am 9 an upside down 6
struggling an in between zero
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Hardly Men
Hardship suffered from the sun and stars,
Rays of light fall onto the mountains of highness;
A man is against all the ways of men,
One man stood at a pinnacle one denies.
The pastor of heaven is gaining my time,
Men of times and troubles are about.
They hardly speak to me after trouble,
Loathing the bread winning and the victory.
May hardness make men grow and learn
Like real men who stagger from new heights.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Shadows! !
SHADOWS
I go by each day smile on my face
Only that smile is just a thin layer that covers the scars I have forced myself to embrace
The world is shown through the eyes that others see
But my internal picture is covered in dark debris
My body moves around like a gazelle in its most graceful phase
Only I know I’m only its prey that won’t run from the chase
My spoken words you hear send laughter to your ears
Only I hear them pouring out like bitter tasting tears
I hold you with all I’ve got and in my touch you feel my sincerity
When all alone I refuse my own touch as it denies me of clarity
You swear my heart beats soft, warm redness flowing with purity and kindness
But I feel its burns stagnant and black as it destroys me and denies me happiness
You thought you knew me as you watched me go through my days
But when I am with you the me you know and see is there
But my other in dark shadows it stays
Inside my two worlds collide
My hurt, fears and pain have put all the love I knew and felt aside
I want you to know me understand me
The real me
But I would never lead you to this empty hole
So I go on and live like I know
Let my dark side fight to be free
Till then I let it be…
Lerato Ladyfair Shuping
poem by Lerato Shuping
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Three Ways
Theres three ways out of every box
Fall out the bottom
Or you crawl out the top
Theres three ways
Out of every, every box
But if you cant find your way out
Then you just burn it
To the ground
Then youll disappear
Like smoke
Into the clouds
Theres three ways off a merry-go-round
You either jump
Or you let it slow down
Theres three ways
Off a merry-go, merry-go round
But if you cant put your foot down
Then you just burn it
To the ground
Then you walk away
Real slow
Back into the crowd
Theres always somebody there for a laugh
Then youre the only one
Thats left
Now thats what you get
Left behind in the wreck
Theres three ways off a burning bridge
You pray for rain
Or you learn how to swim
Theres three ways off of every
Burning bridge
But if you cant find strength
And you quit
Then you can just burn up
And sink
Then youll drift away
Real slow
Down into the ground
song performed by by Wallflowers
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This Is A Lie
how each of us decides
i've never been sure
the part we play
the way we are
howeach of us denies any other way in the world
why each of us must choose
i've never understood
one special friend
one true love
why each of us must lose everyone else in the world
however unsure
however unwise
day after day play out our lives
however confused
pretending to know to the end
but this isn't truth this isn't right
this isn't love this isn't life this isn't real
this is a lie
how each of us believes
i've never really known
in heaven unseen and hell unknown
how each of us dreams to understand anything at all
why each of us decides
i've never been sure
the part we take
the way we are
why each of us denies every other way in the world
however unsure
however unwise
day after day play out our lives
however confused
pretending to know to the end
but this isn't truth this isn't right
this isn't love this isn't life this isn't real
this is a lie
this isn't truth this isn't right
this isn't love this isn't life this isn't real
this is a lie
song performed by by Cure
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First Try
Cant run fast enough
Cant hide I cant fly
Im struggling with the limits of this ordinary life
Im just a
Just a
Just a first try
Cant hear what you say
Cant see by the light
Im struggling with the limits of this ordinary life
Im just a
Just a
Just a first try
Cant say what I mean
Cant love from the heart
Cant trust in the mercy and the goodness in the world
Cant learn to accept that its alright
To struggle with the limits of this ordinary life
Cant be
Just a
Just a first try
Cant be
Just a
Just a first try
Just a
Just a
Just a first try
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Yes, yes, no one denies, for example, that you're going to be able to fix the Murray through the Living Murray process without money, no one denies that.
quote by John Anderson
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Starving and fasting
He desires her, who denies him entry.
She desires him, whom she denies entry.
He starves and she fasts, food wasting.
Starving is suffering; fasting is over powering.
26.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tried To Be True
From baby to best with no second test
These little storms destroy you
Here is the fame they promised to give you
Taking the place of my hand now
Well did you try to be true
What separates me from you now
What separates me from you
Did you borrow the soul
The soul that you sell now
What does your conscience tell you
Where are the demons
Of your desires
Why does my love destroy you
I said I tried to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
I said I tried, tried to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
What separates me from you
(what separates me from you now)
I think its you now
Tell me where is the fame
Where is the fortune
Where is the world that denies you
Who is to blame
When my heart finally forfeits
To a road that will only misguide you
Well did we try to be true
What separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
Oh did we try, try to be true
(what separates me from you now)
(what separates me from you now)
It separates me from you now
(what separates me from you now)
It separates me from you
(what separates me from you now)
Its you
Baby
Yeah I bought my love a hunger
(I tried, tried to be true)
More precious than a stone
(I tried, tried to be true)
(where is the world that denies you)
All these fatal flowers
(I tried, tried to be true)
(where is the world that denies you)
Did I misguide you?
(tried to be true)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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A lot of my friends are struggling musicians. Being a struggling actor, it's just frustrating because you're not allowed to do what you want to do.
quote by Gina Gershon
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Stars
sunny days in a winter world
scatter deception in her eyes
a glimmer of white has fallen
on her smile now she cries,
a sunny world has died these days
now I know, she longs for the days she now denies
chorus:
she has fallen from the stars
and I don't know what it was
the sugar bowl snowed in her tomorrow
yes, she calls upon the stars
on her way of broken glass
to take away that bowl of sorrow
that bowl of sorrow
yesterday's fading grey,
she forgot the kid she used to be
the pallor white she seeks for day by day,
I forgot the kid she used to be
now I know, she longs for the days she now denies
chorus
now I know, she longs for the days she now denies
chorus
song performed by by H-BlockX
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Sonnet (Suggested by some of the Proceedings of the Society for Psychical Research)
Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun,
We'll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread
Those dusty high-roads of the aimless dead
Plaintive for Earth; but rather turn and run
Down some close-covered by-way of the air,
Some low sweet alley between wind and wind,
Stoop under faint gleams, thread the shadows, find
Some whispering ghost-forgotten nook, and there
Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.
poem by Rupert Brooke
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Sonnet (Suggested By Some Of The Proceedings Of The Society For Psychical Research )
Not with vain tears, when we're beyond the sun,
We'll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread
Those dusty high-roads of the aimless dead
Plaintive for Earth; but rather turn and run
Down some close-covered by-way of the air,
Some low sweet alley between wind and wind,
Stoop under faint gleams, thread the shadows, find
Some whispering ghost-forgotten nook, and there
Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.
poem by Rupert Brooke
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Jazz in itself is not struggling. That is, the music itself is not struggling... It's the attitude that's in trouble. My plays insist that we should not forget or toss away our history.
quote by August Wilson
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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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The Mind Denies Its Own Decline
THE MIND DENIES ITS OWN DECLINE
The mind denies its own decline
It refuses to try to remember with difficulty and imprecision
A poem it once would have recalled easily and exactly-
It instead lets itself go somewhere else-
But on reflection it understands
Dying goes on inside even when denied -
The mind is still the mind but it is not as good as it was
And the body works more slowly too.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sonnet
(Suggested by some of the Proceedings of the Society for Psychical Research)
Not with vain tears, when we’re beyond the sun,
We’ll beat on the substantial doors, nor tread
Those dusty high-roads of the aimless dead
Plaintive for Earth; but rather turn and run
Down some close-covered by-way of the air,
Some low sweet alley between wind and wind,
Stoop under faint gleams, thread the shadows, find
Some whispering ghost-forgotten nook, and there
Spend in pure converse our eternal day;
Think each in each, immediately wise;
Learn all we lacked before; hear, know, and say
What this tumultuous body now denies;
And feel, who have laid our groping hands away;
And see, no longer blinded by our eyes.
poem by Rupert Brooke
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The Real World
Lead vocal - john miles
One more compromise I wont be making
One more easy way out I wont be taking
So many chances dont come twice
So many eyes are made of ice
One more cheating hand I wont be shaking
One more substitute I wont be trying
One more piece of the rock that Im not buying
So many times we stand and fight
So many reasons cant be right
One more simple truth Im not denying
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many fools who dont think twice
Too many ways to pay the price
Dont wanna live my life in the real world
One more sacrifice I wont be making
One more golden rule I wont be breaking
No one to let me state my case
No one to tell me to my face
One more sweet suprise I wont be faking
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many bridges you can burn
Too many tables you cant turn
Dont wanna live my life in the real world
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many games that I cant play
Too many windmills in my way
Dont wanna live in the real world
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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Beleive It Or Not
I know life is very tough,
But that’s how it is,
Struggling day & night,
You either have to fight,
Or you have to see the door,
Legends are not born,
They are created on the roads,
Believe it or not,
You are never lost,
May be it’s a cost,
For the greater things,
Sometimes you need to believe,
Believe in your faith,
I know this is not a poem,
But I believe that one day,
People will recite it in rhymes,
Every line is a struggle,
Between keypad and fingers,
And that’s how life goes,
Struggling and strong,
Believe it or not,
You are never lost,
poem by Jatin Tanwer
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Bones of a Bad girl
Flesh to flesh
Thoughts to thoughts
Bad girl, bad thoughts
Bad girl wants to touch flesh
But bad man slaps hand away
Bad deeds, good thoughts
No flesh for bad girl
Girls do not touch, thoughts unwelcome
Boys touch flesh, no bad boys
Friends who hold hands, bad girls
Boys who touch girl, good thoughts, warm flesh
Girls crave flesh, bad bad girl
Flesh turns cold, bad thoughts
No way out, big trouble
Flesh is melted, distorted, explored
Thoughts revere, devilish girl
Boys do deeds, good thoughts
Girl slapped on the wrist, more bad
Boys given treats, deeds undone
Girls have bad thoughts, naught arms purple
Flesh dark circles, sketches, screams
Bad wirls with thoughts and deeds, girl want flesh
No flesh is for free, girls still scream
poem by Kelsey Wallace
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The artificial and the real
In this world, the artificial and the
Real mix, and sometimes it is hard
To distinguish one from the other,
So here is the gauge:
The artificial man does not bleed,
The real man does,
The real man is not afraid to love,
The artificial does not
The real flower has a dew and
Can be torn apart and gives off a scent
The artificial flower gives a blank
Stare at you
And there is no question thrown
Away
The plastic, the wax, the foam,
The flesh, the blood, the sweat,
The dust, the stiffness, the wires
The feeling, the softness, the veins
But you must beware, I may feel you
And you may feel me, but I can still
Be not real, but artificial in some subtle
Sense, in some secret ways, so what is
The real gauge this time? It is just you,
Be real yourself, and let them be, whatever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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