Bizarre Beasts
Bizarre beasts are breezy once laughing,
Clean and clear are their arts forever;
Clever maps are driven, forming an illness,
Deafening the ears of the traveller.
A devilish grin arouses the beasts around,
The colossal weather-changes bear fruit
For all the cloudy scene, when animals roar
And beam on the lesser variety, forever.
I am an eminent believer in beasts that travel,
Boring boldness accepts their heads of work,
For the descriptive edge arrives, well ahead,
Demonic and different are the classes of their travel.
poem by Naveed Akram
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What is man without the beasts If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected.
quote by Chief Seattle
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Are you heard?
God forbids men to kill men.
God permits men to kill beasts.
Men are saved and not the beasts.
Don’t they pray to God, as do men?
Hasn’t God listened to them?
Aren’t they as much to Him?
Neither you nor the beasts are heard
It is your misplaced inference
26.10.2002 Trichur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Film Of My Love
Co-starring you
And co-starring me
Starring us both together
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Forever and ever and ever
A back lot romance
A scripted affair
The screenplay a blessing from heaven
Were gone with the wind
On the orient express
To join the magnificent seven
The film of my love
Will travel the world
And travel the whole world over
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Over and over and over
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Over and over and over
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over
A close-up of yours
A long shot of mine
Superimposed together
Ill zoom in on you
With a love that is true
In cinemascope forever
A clapper board kiss
Theres an oscar in this
A hit or a miss whatever
A box office wedding
A premier for two
Well be on location forever
When pathe recall
The thrill of it all
Theyll edit us both together
A legend a classic
An epic of love
Captured on film forever
A lasting embrace
That time cant erase
Let them censor the wind
Or the weather
The film of my love
Will conquer the world
Forever and ever and ever
The film of my love
Will travel the world
And travel the whole world over
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Over and over and over
The film of my love
Will travel the world
Over and over and over
Over and over and over again
Over and over and over
Over and over and over
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Men are beasts and even beasts don't behave as they do.
quote by Brigitte Bardot
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Pacidy
1970. officially unreleased.
Pacidy, my love
Glowing ember of evening
Your eyes are frozen with guilt
I read my fate on your cheeks
The smoldering coals of a passion
Once a meadow of hope
Days of minstrels and bright steeds
Autumn nights and silk sheets
Your tender battle shadow on me
Scented lavender kiss-es, soft and warm
The union of strength in a love against life
Love against life
Pacidy, my love
Your touch, so limp, was once frenzied
Your argon lips were once sweet
A life has slipped through my hands
My spirits sift in a stale sigh
Did love exist as a dream?
Mother fawn of a pine wood
Shepherdess of my grief
Veils a freedom not for me
Far beyond the steep ridge, where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
Where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
Where blizzards
Blast the spirit of man, the frailest of beasts
Frailest of beasts
song performed by by Genesis
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Cure For Me
I acquire the cure for my ills,
The solution is final for my illness.
It is death that resides in the middle of life,
I ignore when I am like a fortunate man.
The illness will be cured due to beasts,
They enter the planet through the vacuum.
The illness is again discontinued.
My Satan is conquered for all those watching
So that ill men who see can nevertheless find
The very soul to be complete.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Bless The Beasts & The Children
Bless the beasts and the children
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice
Bless the beasts and the children
For the world can never be
The world they see
(*) light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
(**) bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Bless The Beast & Children
Bless the beasts and the children
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice
Bless the beasts and the children
For the world can never be
The world they see
(*) light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
(**) bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Bless The Beasts And Children
Bless the beasts and the children
For in this world they have no voice
They have no choice
Bless the beasts and the children
For the world can never be
The world they see
(*) light their way
When the darkness surrounds them
Give them love
Let it shine all around them
(**) bless the beasts and the children
Give them shelter from a storm
Keep them safe
Keep them warm
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Clownfish
Boneless beasts
Whose life is no more
Than a wabble in the succulence of plankton,
Far below light,
Were mutations struck in a bad moon,
And being prey
Is the purpose of living.
In another sea
Bereft of eyes today
Some early pupfish gather
In glee,
Living for the rain to fall,
Bumping heads with eating teeth;
Wearing a grin to fill the entrails of a killer.
Now we picture the clownfish,
Fashion plate,
Courtesan appendages plentiful
Chasing its shadow under the spray,
While unthinking rocks
Make memorable mists,
Waterspouts over men's heads,
Who silently think on the shore:
Deriving theories of natural selection,
But doubting that their wives are faithful
Or if their brilliant insights can bear viable fruit.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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Here Lies America!
standing in front of the
headstone that reads:
'here lies America,
home of the free and brave,
hard work and capitalism...
ran with the beasts of profit,
till the beasts turned on them,
and swallowed their souls....
here lies America!
ashes to ashes...
.......... dust to dust! '
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Departing of Gluskâp
It is so long ago; and men well-nigh
Forget what gladness was, and how the earth
Gave corn in plenty, and the rivers fish,
And the woods meat, before he went away.
His going was on this wise.
All the works
And words and ways of men and beasts became
Evil, and all their thoughts continually
Were but of evil. Then he made a feast.
Upon the shore that is beside the sea
That takes the setting sun, he ordered it,
And called the beasts thereto. Only the men
He called not, seeing them evil utterly.
He fed the panther's crafty brood, and filled
The lean wolf's hunger; from the hollow tree
His honey stayed the bear's terrific jaws;
And the brown rabbit couched at peace, within
The circling shadow of the eagle's wings.
And when the feast was done he told them all
That now, because their ways were evil grown,
On that same day he must depart from them,
And they should look upon his face no more.
Then all the beasts were very sorrowful.
It was near sunset, and the wind was still,
And down the yellow shore a thin wave washed
Slowly; and Gluskâp launched his birch canoe,
And spread his yellow sail, and moved from shore,
Though no wind followed, streaming in the sail,
Or roughening the clear waters after him.
And all the beasts stood by the shore, and watched.
Then to the west appeared a long red trail
Over the wave; and Gluskâp sailed and sang
Till the canoe grew little, like a bird,
And black, and vanished in the shining trail.
And when the beasts could see his form no more,
They still could hear him, singing as he sailed,
And still they listened, hanging down their heads
In long row, where the thin wave washed and fled.
But when the sound of singing died, and when
They lifted up their voices in their grief,
Lo! on the mouth of every beast a strange
New tongue! Then rose they all and fled apart,
Nor met again in council from that day.
poem by Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts
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The Only Beast Out Here Is You
You throw on the floor what you don't need anymore
And toss them like a stone, never mind the broken bones.
Justify the senseless death with a false sense of accomplishment,
You found a way to turn blood gold, murder’s always best served cold
You’re sick, twisted, depraved
With your clever word games,
They’re just like us, but not enough
That’s how you justify the tests
That’s how you justify the deaths
Say they’re all just mindless beasts
But you don’t see the irony
Face it cuz you know it’s true
The only beast out here is you
It’s simplified design, no hidden message in the rhyme
Lead them to the slaughter, spill their blood upon the altar
Take the lives that can’t defend, and break the ones you cannot bend
You found a way to get rich off this, bleed them dry to make a profit
You’re sick, twisted, depraved
With your clever word games,
They’re just like us, but not enough
That’s how you justify the tests
That’s how you justify the deaths
Say they’re all just mindless beasts
But you don’t see the irony
Face it cuz you know it’s true
The only beast out here is you
You think to keep the wolves at bay
With all the clever things you say
Manipulate the public state
By filling up their dinner plates
Murder whets their appetites
Yet they lose no sleep at night
You’re sick, twisted, depraved
With your clever word games,
They’re just like us, but not enough
That’s how you justify the tests
That’s how you justify the deaths
Say they’re all just mindless beasts
But you don’t see the irony
Face it cuz you know it’s true
The only beast out here is you
poem by Robert Mahoney
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Unstooping
Low on his fours the Lion
Treads with the surly Bear;
But Men straight upward from the dust
Walk with their heads in the air;
The free sweet winds of heaven,
The sunlight from on high
Beat on their clear bright cheeks and browns
As they go striding by;
The doors of all their houses
They arch so they may go,
Uplifted o’er the four-foot beasts,
Unstooping, to and fro.
poem by Walter de la Mare
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Clean Things
Clean beasts must have split hoof and chew the cud,
Clean fish must have scales and fins,
Clean insects must have jointed legs above their feet to hop;
And like other clean things listed in your Bibe.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Deep Seas
Deep seas may strike and deliver the praise
Of a monstrous sea, boiling heat has occurred,
Boiling madness has elegantly travelled,
Boiling is the disorder of this monumental wave.
I am deep in thought over the abode in this soup,
The soup of peace and war, a sea so tranquil and hostile,
I would like to stay here forever, to erode the land with it,
Without me and without a mountain to collide with.
Dirty weather arouses suspicion from the waters,
Clean and clear is the river, rivers of ice are cold,
Rivers die and live forming foam from the dear sky,
This sky shall boldly try the patience of the rivers.
poem by Naveed Akram
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In the spirit of Shabistari - 1
When I was young, I dreamed all day of travel
When I was old enough, I spent all day travelling
When I had travelled much, I called myself a traveller
Now I sit here, still and silent on the cushions
while the roses release their perfume,
the peacock cries upon the wall,
and in the courtyard, the fountain plays;
and all my travel has returned to me,
all my travelling is within me,
travel, travelling and traveller are one;
and my mind travels to places I had never imagined
and I sense the world turning on its axis,
travelling around my self.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Enlightened Will They Find Their Minds
Suppressed by their own demonic ties.
And pewed upon by pulpit culprits.
Preached to follow doctrines that do not apply,
To a wholesomeness...
But instead to lies!
Beasts that have fed them an emptiness...
Also taught them to remain suspicious of themselves.
And the days ahead will reveal their confinement!
And enlightened will they find their minds...
Released from deceptions and traditional receptions!
Returning invitations...
To dine and wine with disciples of Lucifer!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Departure
Fat and angry are beasts of killing arts,
Then tomorrow we ride them when one departs.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: Perils of Eugenics
Let man not play with chromosomes and genes
Of living creatures – animals, man, trees;
The risks of interference danger means,
Producing awry, bizarre forms with ease!
The human genome and of beasts though clear,
The harmony within is still secret;
Research, man delves in seems to go too near
The heart of creation by God pre-set.
The successes in cloning and stem-cell,
Goad scientists try experiments foolish;
The accidents, mishaps do always tell –
Man pays a price dear for being selfish!
Eugenics has perils unraveled not;
Man dare not alter clay make-up of ‘pot’!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-14-2009
poem by John Celes
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