Eating Animals
Go to ancient manuscripts and read their message,
Powerfully state your knowledge in an adage;
Your weakness is still paper and all it entails
With eyes and ears and tongue, the fingernails.
My peace is a fantasy, a bird of love called a dove,
It never fails in flying above others, nor does it not love.
My tiny creatures I store in my mind, the recall center,
Where their false play hampers what is always proper.
Power is to prosper above the animals and beasts
Such that wine and worlds are conquered by feasts.
This food is qualitative, all the hungry people
Accuse the slim people to eat and be abnormal.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Invisible Handicap.
My ears don't work efficiently
But nature always compensates
It is with confidence I state
I can still read quite easily
The test card to the bottom line.
When mu optician tests my eyes
His verdict comes as no surprise.
He tells me that my eyes are fine
My eyes can supplement my ears.
I lip read automatically
Because I know that I can see
A great deal better than I hear
As long as I can see clearly.
My deafness will not hamper me.
Tuesday,17 April 2012
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Did You Read The Morning Paper
(Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson/R. Monica)
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
There on the front page was a picture
Of a crowd as they watched a parade passing by
And through the haze of last nights sleep
Something familiar caught my eye
There was a couple looking so much in love, yes
They had a front line view
And as I pulled the paper closer
I realized standing next to her it was you
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Now I know why you've been working late each night
And no longer have desire to ever hold me tight
And your busy, busy schedule was all a lie
Oh, even the dream with a bonus, oh just another alibi
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Did you get the news today
Did you read the morning paper
Isn't the picture very clear
Where do we go from here
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headlines
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Oh, what now
Did you read the morning paper
Did you get the news today
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Did You Read The Morning Papers?
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson/r. monica)
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
There on the front page was a picture
Of a crowd as they watched a parade passing by
And through the haze of last nights sleep
Something familiar caught my eye
There was a couple looking so much in love, yes
They had a front line view
And as I pulled the paper closer
I realized standing next to her it was you
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Now I know why youve been working late each night
And no longer have desire to ever hold me tight
And your busy, busy schedule was all a lie
Oh, even the dream with a bonus, oh just another alibi
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Did you get the news today
Did you read the morning paper
Isnt the picture very clear
Where do we go from here
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headlines
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Oh, what now
Did you read the morning paper
Did you get the news today
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Pretenses
this is what
they want to see of you
a handsome face, strong arms, clean fingernails,
broad shoulders,
determined eyes that look always forward
scented ears
the best feet and
good standing,
to please them
you give those parts to all to them
and what you will get
in return is the
applause,
everybody is happy,
except you,
it was not you,
it will never be you,
you are in truth not the one that you really are
you only comply what what they want to see
and surely they will get them
they will get
what they see
you go inside your room
slowly disassemble yourself
all those beautiful parts
a handsome face, strong arms, clean fingernails,
broad shoulders,
determined eyes that look always forward
scented ears
the best feet and
good standing,
you lie in your bed without looking at the mirror
it takes only the rattling of your bones
to tell you who you really are
then you close your weary eyes
and sleep
the dream will join you in these truths
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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pretenses
this is what
they want to see of you
a handsome face, strong arms, clean fingernails,
broad shoulders,
determined eyes that look always forward
scented ears
the best feet and
good standing,
to please them
you give those parts to all to them
and what you will get
in return is the
applause,
everybody is happy,
except you,
it was not you,
it will never be you,
you are in truth not the one that you really are
you only comply what what they want to see
and surely they will get them
they will get
what they see
you go inside your room
slowly disassemble yourself
all those beautiful parts
a handsome face, strong arms, clean fingernails,
broad shoulders,
determined eyes that look always forward
scented ears
the best feet and
good standing,
you lie in your bed without looking at the mirror
it takes only the rattling of your bones
to tell you who you really are
then you close your weary eyes
and sleep
the dream will join you in these truths
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fingernails
Babies have fingernails
Children have fingernails
Teenagers have fingernails
Adults have fingernails
Senior Citizens have fingernails
Dead people have decaying fingernails
Kittens have claws
Kitties have claws
Felines have claws
Cats have claws
Seniors Catizens have claws
Dead cats have decaying claws
Hotwheels have wheels
Vespas have wheels
Slugbugs have wheels
Hummers have wheels
Oldsmobiles have wheels
Dead car parts have decaying wheels
But most importantly, I have fingernails, a cat, and a car.
poem by Gerald Flippinhanger
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Transatlantic
3000 miles across the sea, are you waiting there for me
Im stuck here in this state, so I must communicate
Dont know just where you are, just know that youre too far
Theres only one thing I can do
Chorus:
Gonna send my love to you (transatlantic)
Beam my message through
Gonna find your frequency (transatlantic)
Send it e.s.p.
Thru the static in the air, I will transmit that I care
Do you read me loud and clear, yes thats my heartbeat that you hear
No phone no radio, the telegrams too slow
Im going crazy without you
Gonna send my love to you (transatlantic)
Beam my message through
Gonna find your frequency (transatlantic)
Send it e.s.p.
S.o.s, in distress
Close my eyes for your reply
Do you read me
Will you reach me
Transistor tube and microchip
Wont bring me closer to your lips
Send a kiss out through the night
Like a laser beam of light
No underwater train, no supersonic rain
Is fast enough to get to you
Gonna send my love to you (transatlantic)
Beam my message through
Gonna find your frequency (transatlantic)
Will you
Will you read me
Send my love (transatlantic)
I wanna know
Do you read me...
song performed by by Starship
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Two Ears, One Tongue
Two exclusive ears to increase your karma knowledge;
One twisted tongue to lash out at personable proponents
Of thinking outside the black box
Who, with no good reason, you label obnoxious opponents
Although they work hard, day and night,
To bring you wealthy wisdom's crucial components.
Two eminent ears to stress the need to listen
More than you wag your terrible tongue
Which, though small, can loosen links
With marvelous mentors and associates stung
By the rush of bad blood to your hasty head
And intuitive impulses fit only for the young.
Two eyes to see the vast expanse of excellent erudition
On which God gave you double dominion
To forge ahead by controlling your tempting tongue
And graduate from the rank of midget minion
Into a person of substance and savvy
Although, you'd argue, it's only a matter of oblique opinion.
poem by John Sensele
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I still love books. Nothing a computer can do can compare to a book. You can't really put a book on the Internet. Three companies have offered to put books by me on the Net, and I said, 'If you can make something that has a nice jacket, nice paper with that nice smell, then we'll talk.' All the computer can give you is a manuscript. People don't want to read manuscripts. They want to read books. Books smell good. They look good. You can press them to your bosom. You can carry them in your pocket.
quote by Ray Bradbury
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The sixth sense
Eyes are there to steer the way;
Ears are there to tell the way.
Nose to sense the danger, tongue
To select food and skin to feel heat.
I direct my eyes to see women,
Ears to hear them, nose to smell them,
Tongue to kiss them and skin to toss them.
Is it due to sixth sense or starvation?
18.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Conditioned To Focus On Limitations
The message that they are getting to hear,
Is not the message heard they wish preferred.
And, coincidentally, it is not the content of the message.
They oppose and object,
It is the messenger who states this message,
With an eloquence delivered to them
They reject.
And 'if' that messenger had represented,
One of them
They'd be more inclined to pay attention.
But of course,
They have been conditioned to focus
On limitations to impress.
And not use their ears for listening
To a message they should address.
The message that they are getting to hear,
Is not the message heard they wish preferred.
And, coincidentally, it is not the content of the message.
They oppose and object,
It is the messenger who states this message,
With an eloquence delivered to them
They reject.
And it is obvious to those who know,
As to why most ears are ignorantly closed.
They want to raise the bar 'their' way.
But not with 'this' one.
Who has come to play,
Hardball with decked cards regardless.
Of what others perceive another should say.
They want to have it their way.
Even though their way betrays and begins to fade,
Those days of one's pigmentation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enigma
The noblest name in Allegory's page,
The hand that traced inexorable rage;
A pleasing moralist whose page refined,
Displays the deepest knowledge of the mind;
A tender poet of a foreign tongue,
(Indited in the language that he sung.)
A bard of brilliant but unlicensed page
At once the shame and glory of our age,
The prince of harmony and stirling sense,
The ancient dramatist of eminence,
The bard that paints imagination's powers,
And him whose song revives departed hours,
Once more an ancient tragic bard recall,
In boldness of design surpassing all.
These names when rightly read, a name [make] known
Which gathers all their glories in its own.
poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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The Way Of The World.
THE WAY OF THE WORLD.
When I talk something sweet of you
Understand-
There remains the sticky slag of black bitterness
In the inmost recesses of my heart!
When I powerfully contradict something outside
Beware-
The same I approve meekly in my heart!
Ever at strife are my heart and tongue-
To the speechless voice of my heart
Listen you, then, O, my friend!
When something slanderous of women I profess aloud
Understand-
My thievish looks in every corner fish for them!
When I advise you of obscenity to shun with all vehemence
Beware-
The same to my lustful eyes is a sumptuous treat!
Poles apart are my tongue and eyes-
So to the speechless voice of your sleepless conscience
Listen you then, O my friend!
When I seriously resolve to end my life
Beware-
A very strong desire roots deep secretly
In the soil of my heart!
When I burst myself into flashing laughter
Understand-
I break into sobs and swim in tears!
Believe not the play of expressions
On the stage of my face-
So tune your ears
To the speechless storms of my lonesome heart!
--s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Did Anyone Know The Messenger?
What in the world,
Are they doing over there?
'Well...
It's a complicated story.
You see..
The culprit giving mouth to mouth,
Resuscitation to the messenger...
Knocked him out,
Because of a message read.
And...
Before he even began to read,
The people determined...
They didn't particularly care for his attitude.'
What did his attitude have to do,
With a message delivery?
'That's the point the messenger,
Attempted to make.
Then that guy called the messenger,
A bunch of names.
Then knocked him out.'
What was the message?
'Well..
I had to read it,
Because the others refused to get involved.'
What did the message say?
'It said...
Keep your faith, stay strong.
Love one another.
Seek and attempt peace.
And please forgive the messenger,
Delivering this message.
He has been volunteering his time,
Without any pay at all.'
Did anyone know the messenger?
'They all did!
That's what's complicated.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sense of senses
If my feeling going nauseous
I’ll breathe the rain scent that fills my nose
Rather than the cold that kills me
If my breath going lost
I’ll taste the sweet promise that kisses my tongue
Rather than the ache than hungers me
If my tongue going tied
I’ll look at the bright smile that holds my eyes
Rather than the bitter that chokes me
If my eyes going blind
I’ll listen to the gentle sound that tickles my ears
Rather than the darkness that surrounds me
If my ears going deaf
I’ll feel the warm sun that touches my skin
Rather than the silence that shrinks me
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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God's Gifts
GOD gave man two ears so that he might hear
Man's truth and also man's lies,
Then also to help man find his way
GOD then gave man two eyes,
Man was then given just one mouth
And also just one tongue
So he would tell the truth and not a lie
And he was gifted that, when he was young.
Two ears for man so he can hear everything
And two eyes for him to see without fail
One mouth and one tongue for the truth
But still from all these gifts; man fell.
poem by Randy McClave
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Gone Too Soon
Grilled and barbecued babies,
In a land called Japan!
He who have ears,
Let him hear this message.
Gone too soon without a trace,
In a land called Japan;
She who have ears,
Let her hear this message.
Wine is a man but,
Beer is a woman;
Life is all about us but,
One man's meat is another man's poison.
A very sad state,
Where babies are barbecued for food;
I don't need medals to crown my intelligence,
All that i need is love.
Gone too soon,
Gone too soon!
The Blackman's stress is under his skin;
Gone too soon,
Gone too soon!
The Whiteman's stress is on his face;
Just as it is seen by nature.
In the land of Japan!
Today is the day,
Tomorrow is another day;
But, yesterday is gone too soon.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A baby's nostalgia
How rich and great the time when mother's love transformed
Me from a mere word 'baby' in her mind into a piece of flesh
That breathed of the eternal childly in her lap.
Unable to communicate in my pre-birth language
Despite my knowledge of wise words, I concentrated on
This 'Now' and dumbly let mother's words fill my infant's
Ears until the universal mother tongue 'mum, maa, muum'-
Meaning'I'm the baby you used to be', ripened in my ears.
My first earthly word which was already old when she
Was young, aroused in her a sublime state of nostalgia
And gave her a life time in an instant, 'now and here'.
A mortal moment that aught to have lasted for ever,
Had come and gone before I knew and I strive
To keep it alive in me as a session of the infinite.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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As a physicist, I can state that none of the 18 physicists who signed the Statement works in this field; nor to my knowledge has ever published a paper on this subject.
quote by David Douglass
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Jupiter
'Eyes have not seen nor ears heard,
But Yahweh has prepared a way for those who loves Him';
Yahweh has done great things for me and i am very glad!
For, the tongue of the wise uses knowledge correctly.
Jupiter! !
I will bring my knowledge from afar to you that you may learn;
For, anger kills a fool and envy slays the simpleton!
So, try to entertain your brain by learning and living by the right things always.
The wicked are not ready to listen to correction!
But, the sweet love of the laws have changed my life today;
And like the muse of love in the land of peace and joy! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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