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Amnesiac

To amend the rules is sufficient,
But why with amnesia?
Your work is so precious to everyone,
The amity is felt so strongly,
Yet you do not remember us.
Amnesia is all it is, yet you seem to never recall
Or stipulate a fact for the work is so tremendous.
There is an anticipation perhaps of the coming story,
You need an antidote as this is painful.
It’s simply a brass object in the way,
A rash decision is to make,
I am not brash, and I never rattle.
Yet the rasp is heard so well
Of a particular problem.
The mind is suffering, amnesia is the accident,
And what of the partnership?
I find the world now obnoxious,
As this is my observance, when the whole assembly
Is so obsequious and you do not remember us.
I negotiate with the doctors,
And they neglect us as neighbours,
Bewildering us, obfuscating.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Amnesia - 6

AMNESIA - 6
esspeecee…22.09.09.

Natural Amnesia
Yields and builds
Huh Hush Sigh
By hoi polloi.

Clothed Amnesia
The drapet
Happy in being
Pseudo oblivious
Keeps in-built feeling
Sailing rowing rafting
Joyriding with
Not river in boat
But boat on river

Cloaking feeling
Zapping showing
Out side smearing
Attire of Amnesia.

With the feeling
Not in the feeling.

With the happening
Not in the happening.

With the grief
Not in the grief.

It is
The thumb rule
Golden rule
Trusted rule
Bottom line rule
To
Plunge in allness
Of Universe
With eternal Bliss.

Glory unto:
Cultured Amnesia
Nurtured Amnesia
Pampered Amnesia
Purported Amnesia
Engineered Amnesia
Self imposed Amnesia [SiA].

Tie, fly-high
With SiAmnesia! !

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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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20% Amnesia

What is your destiny? the police woman said....(20% amnesia)
The word that she wanted was destination i'm afraid (20% amnesia)
This is your future boy, this is your fate (20% amnesia)
And you're obsolete and they can't afford to educate you (20% amnesia)
In his bedtime boot boy jersey
Ringing up some fantasy tart
Give me strength or give me mercy
Life intimidates art
Chorus:
Give me strength or give me mercy
Don't let me lose heart
From rage to anaesthesia
Twenty percent amnesia
Were you passed out on the sofa (20% amnesia)
While justice was bartered by a drunken oaf? (20% amnesia)
This is all your glorious country thinks of your life (20% amnesia)
Stripped jack naked with a stanley knife (20% amnesia)
So the german queen went home again
But she couldn't find forgiveness
They made a fist of her hand of friendship
But it's only business
Chorus
The wine you drink has never seen a grape
And now your sci-fi suit has lost its shape
But its a dangerous game that comedy plays
Sometimes it tells you the truth, sometimes it delays it
Think back, think back if you still can
When the trumpet sounded and the world began
Somebody said "we must have won"
So they started burying the boogeyman
Mister gorbachov came cap in hand (20% amnesia)
From a bankrupt land to a bankrupt land (20% amnesia)
Mister gorbachov and some other fella (20% amnesia)
Were taken to a show called "cinderella" (20% amnesia)
It wasn't an accident, it wasn't a mystery (20% amnesia)
It was calculated and the rest is history (20% amnesia)
You don't have to listen to me
That's the triumph of free will
When there are promises to break
And dreams to kill
Chorus

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Amnesia within amnesia

Of the world left behind
Of people lived with
In a state of amnesia
Does one descend

All that one is aware of
Is the looming loneliness
Contracting and expanding
Not knowing the reason why
For in a state of amnesia
Does one descend

Call it karma
Call it a baggage
The back-pack stuffed
Not knowing what it contains
For in a state of amnesia
Does one descend

Amnesia within amnesia
One lives and fades


03sep2010
11.00hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Embarrassments Can Be Quickly Erased

If a declaration is made,
Of having amnesia...
'After' a violent act of atrocities,
Against others have been committed...
'That' is acceptable.
In any court where laws are aborted,
Tom distort.

And if one's amnesia can be connected,
To a childhood deprived of attention given...
Senseless attacks upon others are warranted.
No matter how innocent those who are defenseless.
Or a decision one makes,
To premeditate...
A conscious doing that takes place.

'So what is it that you are saying? '

Embarrassments can be quickly erased,
Depending upon...
Who passes the judgement.
And the quality of the statements heard to be taken.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Even If I Had Amnesia!

Somebody came to take my moon and stars,
Before the morning dawned.
Somebody planned to hijack all the rays,
Of my day.
But...
I'm not born to be that type of a guy,
To give up what's been routinely mine...
No!
Not ever.
Even if I had amnesia!

Somebody came to take my moon and stars,
Before the morning dawned.
Somebody planned to hijack all the rays,
Of my day.
But...
I'm not born to be that type of a guy,
To give up what's been routinely mine...
No!
Not ever.
Even if I had amnesia!

Oh,
I'm not born to be that type of a guy,
To give up what's been routinely mine...
No!
Not ever.
Even if I had amnesia!

Even if I had amnesia!

Even if I had amnesia!

Even if I had...
Amnesia?

Who IS Amnesia?
And just how many have had it?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Saint Amnesia

Saint Amnesia
Come down from the sky
And help the woman that is about to give birth
In a public washroon of the Arena during a Sunday Afternoon
That seems to be so strange that a woman would give birth to a baby in a public place in the afternoon
Don't you think so Saint Amnesia?
It sounds to me like a soap opera
Don't you think so Saint Amnesia?
But the truth is that life must go on
And when the woman's water breaks it means that the baby will be Born anywhere she is

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Happily for the busy lunatics who rule over us, we are permanently the United States of Amnesia. We learn nothing because we remember nothing.

quote by Gore Vidal
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15 minutes will open up the amnesia and you'll have full recall.

quote by Betty Hill
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Where Did The Lovin Go

I recall the look in your eyes, and the way that I felt
When I heard you say,
Where did the loving go?
Funny how it all slipped away.
I remember all that we had, cause our love was so right,
And so very strong.
I would give anything,
Knowing where we might have gone wrong.
Somethings coming over me now,
Something that I dont understand,
But I would give all the world if I could have you back again.
I want to make it perfectly clear,
Im never gonna make it from here.
I can only say that I love you, woh.
I recall the moment you said,
It doesnt work anymore,
And its come to the end.
I would do anything just to see you again.
I remember all that we had,
And its so very sad
When theres nothing to say.
(background:) gonna say,
Where did the lovin go?
Funny how it all slipped away.

song performed by by Chicago
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Lost Perspectives

Misplaced keys are easier to find.
Unless amnesia is involved...
One will remember what they were used for,
And can indentify them by sound!
That's if they are ever found!
Unlike lost perspectives.
Once they are gone...
Forget it.
The only thing that is clearly understood then,
Is perplexity!
A web of entanglement,
Eventually losing its intrigue!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keeper

She's across from him
Amnesia machine
When she works, the thing
Recall (what preceding?)
And all cosmos stop proceeding
As she keeps you near forgetting;
How each time she does it starts all over
That every slow second is the very first number...

poem by Eon Ezkiel
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Do You Suspect I Have Money?

You care about me?
For how long,
And since when?

The last time I saw you,
You ignored me totally.
That's when I decided,
To return my car.
I couldn't afford to drive it.
Remember?
And I would pick you up...
And we would then just ride.

You care about me?
Was this before or after,
Your recent recovery from amnesia?
Or am I the one suffering,
From a breakdown of consciousness?

You care about me?
Why?
Do you suspect I have money?
And I pinch pennies as a hobby?

You care about me?
Why?
Have you lost your friends?
And other ways to survive?

Or...
Have you discovered your pretentions kept,
Worthless.
And you believe I have some,
You perceive I am willing to share.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shake Me And I Rattle

I was driving to work
when I heard this curious rattle.
For the life of me,
I couldn’t figure it out
where the rattle was coming from.
Every pothole that I hit the rattle was loud,
but on a smooth road, there was no rattle at all.
Finally, I parked the car and got out
and the rattle continued like before.
It didn’t take me long to realise
just where the rattle was coming from.
I was the one who was rattling
from all the pills I’m on.
So the next time we meet,
shake me gently
because I rattle a little bit.

poem by David Harris
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Unless Amnesia Comes to Dance

Forgiveness?
I admit...
I can say it.
I suggest to others,
They should do it.
However...
In my heart,
There's a conflict.
I have no problem with,
Forgiving myself.
That took awhile for me to accept,
Doing that!
But the process and the concept?
It seems as though it is expected,
That I should do it...
Regardless of what is said or done.
By those who say they are just having fun!
At 'my' expense!
With a conscious intention directed.
And meant!

Since God knows I still have some things to work out...
I am sure He will forgive IF I am a little reluctant,
To attach the forgetting to that forgiveness!
There are 'some' situations that have happened...
I ain't forgetting, period!
Unless amnesia comes to dance with my awareness.
And I hope that is understood,
By some folks that will always be up to no good!
And somehow...
I want them reminded.

And once again...
I will be the first to forgive myself!
Praying to God for understanding...
That I could not wait for Him to give attention,
To a case that needed a decision made immediately!
With the hopes that the wings awaiting my arrival,
Will not be tainted by my actions!
That's why I am quick to apologize...
Upon delivering a surprise like that!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished-for state. When did history become a bad word?

quote by John Guare
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A Survival Of Love

On a mid-winter's night
when the stars were bright
a stranger came into town.
As he looked around
it was then that he found
that all of the ground was white.

It was beautiful to see
and he wondered if she
would be looking out at the snow?
All the time he'd been gone
as he approached the front lawn,
he prayed that there she would be.

His hands were so cold.
They were wrinkled and old
but they remembered the feel of her face.
So much time had passed by.
Many tears they did cry,
not knowing what their future did hold,

In between all the years
there'd been so many tears
not knowing where he did go?
He'd been hit on the head
robbed and then left for dead.
but survived and as his head clears

He cannot recall
who he is at all.
No memories of whom he had been.
What was his name?
Was he insane?
Amnesia had created a wall.

He had a wife
who prayed for his life,
never giving up hope he'd return.
Every day she would go
and look out at the snow
as the years had brought nothing but strife.

Not knowing at all that his amnesia's wall
came suddenly crumbling down.
He remembered his past.
He traveled there fast
and he came to the town of snowfall.

As he approached in the snow
she was at the window,
looking at what she thought was a ghost.
Trembling to see
Was it really he?
She opened the door very slow.

She felt his hand.
His hand held a strand
of her hair that was white like the snow.
They couldn't let go
for they both did know
that their lives ended just as God planned.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Remember

Writer Dolly Parton
Copyright 1973
I remember I remember I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember meadows and fields of golden wheat
I remember songbirds and sugar cane so sweet
I remember lots of things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember gingerbread my mama used to bake
And I remember home made toys that daddy used to make
Yes I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And our little country home they filled with love
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And all the things they did to make life happier for us
Yes I remember lots of things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember candy that daddy used to bring I remember songs my mama used to sing
Oh I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember mama and daddy most of all
And how they taught us children right from wrong
I remember mama and daddy most of all
How they used to hope and pray they'd live to see us grown
Oh I remember many things that often I recall
But I remember mama and daddy most of all
I remember I remember I remember mama and daddy most of all most of all

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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It's Interesting

It is funny how good friends forget each other

Most funny that it is you

My name you cannot remember

I call it your game

yet deep within me something yells

'he is just just just HIM'

It is hurting and most baffling you are crazy now

amnesia is your best friend now

Oh liar liar pants on fire

Tell me how you cope not being burnt

Oh oh you

Tell me how you live without a lip

I do not know where I missed it

Or was it a mix up?

You are a mix

A mix you will be

poem by Bambi bells
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Amity

Amity amity amity amity amity amity amity caught stars in her
Arms hello hello kitty happy in new york city amity walking like a
Lucky charm Im a neon sign and I stay open all the time
So lets go, go go go
Amity amity God dont make no junk but its plain to see he still
Made me he told me so: Im good to go
Im ready to go
cos you laugh and talk and cos you make my world rock
Im so, so so so
Amity amity amity amity amity amity amity good to go

song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time.

quote by Steven Wright
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