A Manly Heart
The manly heart carries gold and silver,
One shines and the other slivers;
The jewels, the diamonds, the happiness, the pains,
Were all kept to the heart.
And nights may travel in strong confusion,
For women there are strong years,
For men there is fair weather and stings,
The memories of our behaviour may live.
Hours of confusion, days of affliction,
Tear into our bowels as we swill our water;
Boiling liquid of the same strength
Dives into the bellies of the juicy soul.
And emotions, once as strange as success,
Float softly in our souls of learning,
Confusion crept on this man I am,
Woe dissolved me, woe descried my being.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Heady
The heady heart dives with delivery,
And, floating softly and with confusion,
A passion overtakes the being of wonderment,
A heart heckles other hearts.
Amazed by anger, a ritual readies itself,
To obstruct an already great object
And to interfere with this dalliance brought on,
A war has guaranteed its delivery.
Hours of this Past have been dissolved,
Catching sight of a life in ruins,
Causing sharp griefs and wild sensations,
This is only a woe so ever-lasting.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Silly Confusion
Meet me on the moon very very soon
Meet me on the stars jupiter and mars
Fly me to a star
Burning out in space shining on my face
Fly me through the night on your silver wings
Over crystal seas valleys of the kings
By the lilac shore where the dragon flies
In the diamond skies
Silly silly confusion
And tangle of wild illusion
Were living in a wonderworld of fantasy
We spent all our times in sweet living dreams
Its a silly silly confusion
Like a flower of wild profusion
You can do the things in life
You always wanted to
Within your heart you know it always will come through
Take me for a ride in your dream-machine
To a time and place where no one has been
Let me look upon worlds Ive never seen
In your dream-machine
Fly me to a star burning out in space
Let me feel the light shining on my face
Sail on solar winds sail on silver birds
Through the universe
Silly silly confusion...
Its a silly silly confusion...
Silly silly confusion...
Its a silly silly confusion...
Silly silly confusion
Silly silly confusion
song performed by by Boney M.
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Evening Solace
The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;--
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.
And days may pass in gay confusion,
And nights in rosy riot fly,
While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion,
The memory of the Past may die.
But there are hours of lonely musing,
Such as in evening silence come,
When, soft as birds their pinions closing,
The heart's best feelings gather home.
Then in our souls there seems to languish
A tender grief that is not woe;
And thoughts that once wrung groans of anguish
Now cause but some mild tears to flow.
And feelings, once as strong as passions,
Float softly back--a faded dream;
Our own sharp griefs and wild sensations,
The tale of others' sufferings seem.
Oh! when the heart is freshly bleeding,
How longs it for that time to be,
When, through the mist of years receding,
Its woes but live in reverie!
And it can dwell on moonlight glimmer,
On evening shade and loneliness;
And, while the sky grows dim and dimmer,
Feel no untold and strange distress--
Only a deeper impulse given
By lonely hour and darkened room,
To solemn thoughts that soar to heaven
Seeking a life and world to come.
poem by Charlotte Brontë from Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (1846)
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Confusion
The silence in my heart has built a zombie of me.
The empteness has lert me an emotionless wreckage.
The confusion brings with it dread.
Making the fall even harder.
God life can be so cruel.
Confusion of the past.
Confusion of today.
And confusion of tommorrow.
I dont no my direction.
Even though I wonder far.
My direction has no direct way.
I'm lost dear lord.
I can't find my way.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Gift of Rain
The rain is a gift of jewellery as a special gift,
One might be strong in diamonds,
One may strike the eyes of jewels that are too rich,
But one may never call the rain too precious
For the strength of the torrents are harder than diamonds
To feed the little men and women with jewels.
The wind is arousing the rain, negating the pain
Of a blessed year, feeling like living with us.
The rain has so much cleverness that it is believing in anything
Finding any crevice of faith, as one would his own bible.
The rain is a gift I seek, for the furthering of my very soul,
For the upliftment of the strong heart that is within me.
poem by Naveed Akram
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State Of Confusion
Woke up in a panic,
Like somebody fired a gun
I wish I could be dreaming,
But the nightmares just begun.
Theres flooding in the basement,
Theres water all around.
Theres woodworm in the attic
And the ceiling just fell down.
Im in a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh).
Im in a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh).
All the dirty dishes
Are still in the kitchen sink.
The tumble dryers broken,
Now the tellys on the blink.
My girlfriends packed her bags
And moved out to another town.
She couldnt stand the boredom
When the video broke down.
Dont know why I feel so bad.
Is it the weather, or am I going mad?
Dont know why I feel this way.
I dont know whether Im coming or Im going,
Cant cover up cause its obviously showing.
Its a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh).
Were in a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh).
I dont know whether Im coming or Im going.
Should feel happy, should feel glad.
Im alive and it cant be bad,
But back on planet earth they shatter the illusion,
The worlds going round in a state of confusion.
Standing on an island
In the middle of the road.
Traffic either side of me,
Which way will I go?
I shouldve stayed at home,
I should have never come outside.
Now I wish I never tried
To cross the other side.
Im in a state (state)
State of confusion (whooooh).
Its a state (state)
Of confusion (whooooh).
Lyin awake in a cold, cold sweat,
Am I overdrawn, am I going in debt?
It gets worse, the older that you get.
No escape from the state of confusion Im in.
State of confusion Im in.
Whooooh
song performed by by Kinks
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Confused To The End
The more confusion seen down here, the more it is abundantly clear,
That Truth revealed for us to heed, is the truth men everywhere need,
All God’s Truth written in Ages past, are Truths that will eternally last,
The Truths that many have refused, is that solution for the confused.
Many are confused in many ways, as we slip into much darker days,
And the very Truth that men despise, is what makes any leader wise,
Yet eternal decrees from the Lord, by the nation’s leader go ignored,
And since this Truth, many hate, they are sealing a much darker fate.
Confusion shall continue to rule, as all who ignore God play the fool,
But fools, who say there’s no God, will soon see His Righteous Rod,
As they’ve no excuse to speak of, regarding God, who reigns above,
For denying God and Eternal Truth, will only bring on God’s Reproof.
Some confusion is simply pride, for Godly Wisdom won’t be denied,
If one humbly seeks God’s face, God supplies wisdom in His Grace.
But, many pursue their own plan, an agenda without The Son of Man,
And the end of the man’s confusion, will be met with strong delusion.
Their confusion, lacking so much control, will affect every living soul,
And persuade many leaders to a need, to follow an even darker lead,
A man indwelt with Satan’s power, taking men into their darkest hour,
As confusion would be welcomed friend, as they see their world end.
(Copyright ©01/2009)
I Remember The Used
I remember the used,
The ones abused,
Beaten to depression,
Tears of pain,
Lost in confusion,
A world black of hate.
Crying tunes of hate,
The minds of the used,
Now filled with confusion,
Their lives abused,
A state of pain,
The chain of depression,
The memories of depression,
The faces of hate,
Weighed down by pain,
Beaten and used,
The ones abused,
lost in confusion.
The label of confusion,
On a plate of depression,
Given to those abused,
The planted seeds of hate,
A bush beaten and used,
The thorns of pain.
An orchestra of pain,
With notes of confusion,
A song called used,
Interments of depression,
Plays tunes of hate,
To those abused.
This me world abused,
My life a world of pain,
Memories of hate,
The smell of confusion,
The darkness of my depression,
A life used.
The path for the used and abused,
Confusion of those in depression,
The hate caused by pain.
poem by Eric Adams
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Confusion (two)
The drama of events
And suspense of life
Lead me to confusion
But my confusion is
Better than your stupidity
Through my knowledge
I can see my confusion clearly
As it is creative and methodical too.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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A Broken Heart's Song
A broken heart's song,
Starts out slow.
A confusion of melodies,
With easy flow.
Keys of a piano,
Play a sad tune.
But nothing compared,
To what comes soon.
Strings of violins,
Add to the gloom.
The broken heart's song,
Fills the room.
Confusion fades,
The hurt settles in.
As a Theremin's cry,
Creeps under the skin.
The pain is too much,
For the broken heart.
As the days go by,
The anger starts.
The beating of drums,
From hitting the wall.
The crash of cymbals,
As you begin to fall.
From confusion to pain,
To anger, now hate.
Guitars scream out,
As the music dilates.
Then suddenly it stops,
You remember when.
The broken heart's song,
Starts over again.
poem by Adam McKim
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Love Or Confusion
Is that the stars in the sky, or is it, rain fallin down
Will it burn me if I touch the sun-uh, yeah, so big, so round
Would I be truthful, yeah, in, uh,
In chosin you as the one for me?
Is this love, baby, or is it, uh-huh,
Just, uh, confusion?
O-oh, my mind is so messed up-uh, goin round and round
Must there be all the colors-uh
Without names, without sound, baby?
My heart burns with feeling, but, uh
Woe, but my mind, its cold and reeling
Is this love, baby, or, uh-huh, or is it confusion?
Oh, my head is poundin, poundin
Goin round and round and round and round
Must there always be these colors? , uh
Without names, without sound
My heart burns with feelin
Oh, but my mind is cold and reelin, uh
Is this love, baby
Or is it-uh, huh, just, uh, confusion?
Oh, you tell me baby, is this , uh, love or confusion?
Mama, we must get together and, uh, find out
Exactly what were tryin to do
Love or confusion? , confusion
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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Heart With No Companion
I greet you from the other side
Of sorrow and despair
With a love so vast and shattered
It will reach you everywhere.
And I sing this for the captain
Whose ship has not been built
For the mother in confusion
Her cradle still unfilled.
For the heart with no companion
For the soul without a king
For the prima ballerina
Who cannot dance to anything.
Through the days of shame that are coming
Through the nights of wild distress
Tho' your promise count for nothing
You must keep it nonetheless.
You must keep it for the captain
Whose ship has not been built
For the mother in confusion
Her cradle still unfilled.
For the heart with no companion...
I greet you from the other side...
song performed by by Leonard Cohen from Various Positions
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Fizzled Life At Stake
Who he is that can save? Come, deliver
Where is my safety? Where am I safe in this life?
Every minute of my life I languish in pain and sickness.
I tremble for the quakes of the vagaries of life
Who is he that can tell of my story? Is it you?
No there's none among men with such feat
It is too hard a nut to crack. Still I'm destined to bear it.
Who shall sing of my elegy? Who are they that care to listen?
Every moment of my life I'm in sorrow.
In my eating hours there always a dropp of tear in my tears.
My best companion of life has become but grief
Have I but become a sacrificial lamb?
At least I should have been considered a human.
The wailing of my heart becomes greater of Jeremiah's
Job's encounter is only but a spark of my visitations
Every moment of my life I'm in sorrow. In waking hours flows the avalanche of tears of bitterness in my heart.
Even in my sleeping hours I have nightmares
I see myself a fly being caught in a vicious cobweb.
Any attempt to detach a leg, pins it securely more on a sticky-stand.
Accurse be the day I was born. For it were better I was not born.
Let confusion lay hold of that day of birth the child of affliction was born.
Let terror more terrible than terror lay siege of that day
It were better I had passed through the discharges of my mother
By now all the memories of my being would have being forgotten
Woe to that womb that bore the child of affliction
It shall remain barren for seven generation unborn.
Oh! My souls take thy rest in the bosom of the Most High.
poem by Lightcheerful Briggs
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The Healing Touch of Music
It is difficult sitting here alone,
feeling the cold from the windows,
the sound of the running cars,
the confusion in my thoughts.
Music sings to my soul,
soothes the pain in my heart,
lulls me to hope, to dream
and to walk again on this
pathway of confusion
in our own time.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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In Inevitable Absences...
sometimes confusion laces
the mind and sometimes
visible green dots
float across the puddles
like directionless paper boats
sometimes diffidence
sits on its haunches
weighing a ton on the
fringes of the heart
sometimes fear sets ripples
like the grandfather's clock
after striking into the wee hours
sometimes stars flicker
beyond my reach
sometimes full of confidence
i float in the weightless
spaces within...
a fountain of emotions
spring forth in your inevitable
and eternal absences
04sep2009
14.53hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Why All This Confusion
Many of times I told you before
You never seem to listen to me
What will it take to prove it to you
That my love for you will always be
Why All This Confusion
How you second guess me all the time
You don't see all these tears I cry
Yet you suspect my heart to be untrue
If only you could know how I feel inside
Why All This Confusion
poem by Suelynn Walters
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I Took Your Name
I wore the clothes you wanted
I took your name
If there is some confusion,
Whos to blame?
I signed your living will
I smiled your face
Im ready to close the book on
Nasa and outer space
If there is some confusion
Whos to blame?
Whos to blame?
I sequenced your arrival
I sealed your fate
I pushed the button
And erased your master tape
I wrote the sales pitch
I threw the gray switch
I dragged your big-assed
Dirty robbed car out of that ditch
If there is some confusion
Whos to blame?
Whos to blame?
I crossed your great divide
I stirred your oceans tide
I called your bluff until
I blew your circuits wide
Ill be your albatross,
Devil dog, jesus lord
I dont wanna be iggy pop
But if thats what it takes
If there is some confusion
If there is some confusion
If there is some confusion
Whos to blame?
Whos to blame?
song performed by by REM
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Lonesome Heart
The mighty oak I see outside
It's roots are deep and long
It will live a hundred years
And bend when winds are strong
I sometimes feel I can't go on
Losing you is hurting me
I sometimes wish late at night
I had the strength of that old tree
The days my friends they stand by me
They tend to help me through
But then at night when darkness falls
Again I'm missing you
I try to fight but strength won't come
Soon I fall apart
Then the tears fall like rain
So alone is a lonesome heart
I sometimes wish I had the strength
To pick up and move along
But memories that I have with you
Streaches the nights so long
I sometimes wish I had the strength
So I would not fall apart
Missing you is against my will
So alone is a lonesome heart.
poem by Bill Simmons
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Travel My Soul
You can look into my eyes and travel
It to the depths of my soul
A beauty which will never grow old.
I will not only tell you I love you
I will show you I love you.
Follow the pulsating blood through my veins
Taking you to my soul.
Once in my soul you will see, that the love
We have for each other, was meant to be.
You’ll see the fireworks exploding in my heart
As you would a shooting star across the sky.
For this love would never die.
My love courses through my veins
Like the rivers that course thru the lands.
The beauties are enjoyed by everyone
Wanting to touch it and travel its never ending course.
But you are the captain of this ship
And you can go to any destiny your heart desires.
Travel my veins to my head, just so that you can see
My thoughts, emotions, my memories.
As the stars are to the sky, the moon to the earth
The sun to the land, giving new life birth.
You are the days, the nights, the food to my soul
And you are the one, that I long to hold.
If you tire of the travel and would like to
Give my heart a test.
I will be there, to put your heart to rest.
poem by Louis Rams
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Ball Of Confusion
(b. strong/n. whitfield)
Producer: martyn ware and greg walsh
Album: the collected recordings (94)
People moving out,
People moving in,
Why, because of the color of their skin,
Run, run, run, but you just can't hide.
An eye for an eye,
Tooth for a tooth,
Vote for me and i'll set you free,
Rap on, brother, rap on.
Well, the only person talking about loving thy brother is the preacher,
And it seems nobody's interested in learning, but the teacher,
Segregation, demonstration, intergration, determination, aggravation, humiliation,
Obligation to our nation.
Ball of confusion,
That's what the world is today, hey.
The sale of pills is at an all time high,
Young folks walk with their heads in the sky,
The cities aflame in the summertime,
And oh the beat goes on.
Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul-shooting rockets to the moon,
Kids growing up too soon,
Politicians say, "more taxes will solve everything,"
The band played on.
So, round and around and around we go,
Where the world's headed, nobody knows
Oh, great googamooga,
Can't you hear me talking to you,
Just a ball of confusion,
That's what the world is today, hey.
Fear in the air, tension everywhere,
Unemployment rising fast,
The beatles new record's a gas,
And the only safe place to live,
Is on an indian reservation,
The band played on.
Eve of destruction, tax deduction,
City inspectors, bill collectors, mod clothes in demand,
Population out of hand, suicide, too many bills,
Hippies moving to the hills,
People all over the world are shouting, "end the war!",
And the band played on.
Great googamooga,
Can't you hear me talking to you,
Just a ball of confusion,
That's what the world is today, yea-yea,
Just a ball of confusion,
Tell ya that's what the world is today, yea-yea,
Just a ball of confusion, oh!
song performed by by Tina Turner
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