My Names
My names concern the families who own them,
How do joyous occasions measure up to a diadem?
Houses fill our places when controversy calls,
The names are so distinct, they happily stay balls.
Going to killers is like going to another nation
Just when damage has broken, on a station.
How do stars fall into the sun?
How do we pretend further than a gun?
The naming of officials is banned,
Why do companies of students occupy computer land?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Not Every Poem Knows How To Say Its Own Name Properly
NOT EVERY POEM KNOWS HOW TO SAY ITS OWN NAME PROPERLY
Not every poem knows how to say its own name properly-
There are poems that have no name
And poems that are named by others who have not written them-
There are poems whose names make them what they are
And poems whose names contradict and belie them-
Many poems have their first lines as their names
And these poems often are as memorable as one line only-
Great poems and good poems can be nameless
Or can have unforgettable names.
Not every poem knows how to say its own name properly -
Poems are poems are poems
And names are names are names
And sometimes they meet and are one
And live happily ever after-
But there are times when perhaps
They never should have met each other at all.
Poems have their names
And names have their poems
But sometimes they love each other
And truly are one.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I'm very influenced by landscapes, not so much the way places look as the way the names sound. In this country we've got so many cultures, and the place names - the Spanish names and the Indian names, which are so incredibly musical.
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To get concern
I like that I am poor,
That’d fetch me others’ concern.
I like that I fall ill,
That’d earn me others’ concern.
I like that I am aged,
That’d grant me others’ concern.
Such occasions failing,
I’d pretend like those.
28.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woody
Can you see me there when I'm standing alone?
How did you know I needed you here?
Can you feel the screams from the depth of my soul?
Is that what makes you appear?
See, I often wonder, in the presence of this all,
what we did to become this way.
And, I'll never forget when you whispered to me.
You said, don't worry it'll be ok.
Sometimes the sun calls our names.
And, sometimes we listen.
Sometimes the devil's there, but we just can't go with him.
Can you hear me now when I'm standing this close?
Can I tell you one of my fears?
See, I hope you live to sing when I die,
'cause if you're gone, I don't think I want to be here no more.
'Cause sometimes the sun calls our names.
And, sometimes we listen.
And, sometimes the devil's there,
but we just can't go with him.
Sometimes the sun calls our names, oh, no.
Sometimes we listen.
Sometimes the devil's there,
but we just can't go with him.
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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Faces & Names
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause trouble for me
Faces and names
If we all looked the same and we all had the same name
I wouldnt be jealous of you or you jealous of me
Faces and names
I always fall in love with someone who looks
The way I wish that I could be
Im always staring at someone who hurts
And the one they hurt is me
Faces and names, to me theyre all the same
If I looked like you and you looked like me
Thered be less trouble you see
Faces and names, I wish theyd go away
Id disappear into that wall and never talk
Talk, not talk
I wish I was a robot or a machine
Without a feeling or a thought
People who want to meet the name I have
Are always disappointed when they meet me
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause problems for me
Faces and names
Id rather be a hole in the wall
Looking out on the other side
Id rather look and listen, listen and not talk
To faces and names
If I had a breakdown when I was a kid
I lost my hair when I was young
If you dress older when youre not
As your really age you look the same
If we all looked the same, we wouldnt play these games
Me dressing for you and you dressing for me
Undressing for me
Faces and names, if they all were the same
You wouldnt be jealous of me or me jealous of you
Me jealous of you, me jealous of you
Your face and your name
Your face and your name
Faces and names
Faces and names
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Controversy
I just can't believe all the things people say - Controversy
Am I black or white? Am I straight or gay? - Controversy
Do I believe in God? Do I believe in me? - Controversy
Controversy Controversy
I can't understand human curiosity - Controversy
Was it good for you? Was I what you wanted me to be? - Controversy
Do you get high? Does your daddy cry? - Controversy
Controversy Controversy
Do I believe in God? Do I believe in me?
Some people wanna die so they can be free
(I said) Life is just a game
song performed by by Prince from Controversy
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Naming
Naming names is absurd for the face and hands,
Under the head it disturbs, the very hands.
We exceptionally distribute wealth,
Understand us, as we understand you.
Names of nobles are called twists,
Their lives shortened by the blackout,
Having heaven and paradise as well.
We construct a new age of luscious worth,
Financing the heart for its pleasure.
Names are for laughter, real genius,
The genius spent its intelligence.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Far Away Places
(alex kramer / joan whitney)
The springfields
Far away places
With strange sounding names
Far away over the sea
Far away places
With the strange sounding names
Are callin, (callin), callin, (callin) me
Going to china, or maybe siam
I wanna see for myself
Those far away places
Ive been reading about
In a book (in a book)
That I took (that I took)
From a shelf
I start getting restless
Whenever I hear
The whistle of a train
I pray for the day I can get under way
And look for those castles in spain
They call me a dreamer
Well, maybe I am
But I know that Im burning to see
Those far away places
With the strange sounding names
Callin, (callin), callin, (callin) me
Far away, so far away
Far away, so far away
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Vicious Games
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I cared
So I played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I was afraid
To go under
Afraid to see
When I closed my eyes
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I care
I just played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Now that youre gone
And you have left me
I had to learn
I had to learn how much it hurts
To play those vicious games
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
song performed by by Yello
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Vicious Games
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I cared
So I played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I was afraid
To go under
Afraid to see
When I closed my eyes
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I care
I just played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Now that youre gone
And you have left me
I had to learn
I had to learn how much it hurts
To play those vicious games
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
song performed by by Yello
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Magnificat
The poor still wait
for bolted doors to open
hunger to be filled
and concern to replace
the deep scorn
of the rich, who believe
God is on their side,
who offer golden chalices
and cathedrals of crystal
to purchase
eternal life
with God, who remembers
the poor
will fill their every
need
but send away the rich
with nothing
no things to carry
in their powerful, sleek cars
to their empty houses
silent houses
stony, soulless
mansions,
nothing
but their names
on fine marble
engraved,
yet the poor watch
and still wait.
poem by Steven Federle
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War Profit Litany
To Ezra Pound
These are the names of the companies that have made
money from this war
nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand
eighty Hebraic
These are the Corporations who have profited by merchan-
dising skinburning phosphorous or shells fragmented
to thousands of fleshpiercing needles
and here listed money millions gained by each combine for
manufacture
and here are gains numbered, index'd swelling a decade, set
in order,
here named the Fathers in office in these industries, tele-
phones directing finance,
names of directors, makers of fates, and the names of the
stockholders of these destined Aggregates,
and here are the names of their ambassadors to the Capital,
representatives to legislature, those who sit drinking
in hotel lobbies to persuade,
and separate listed, those who drop Amphetamine with
military, gossip, argue, and persuade
suggesting policy naming language proposing strategy, this
done for fee as ambassadors to Pentagon, consul-
tants to military, paid by their industry:
and these are the names of the generals & captains mili-
tary, who know thus work for war goods manufactur-
ers;
and above these, listed, the names of the banks, combines,
investment trusts that control these industries:
and these are the names of the newspapers owned by these
banks
and these are the names of the airstations owned by these
combines;
and these are the numbers of thousands of citizens em-
ployed by these businesses named;
and the beginning of this accounting is 1958 and the end
1968, that static be contained in orderly mind,
coherent and definite,
and the first form of this litany begun first day December
1967 furthers this poem of these States.
poem by Allen Ginsberg
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I Want My Name So Much To Be A Name
I WANT MY NAME SO MUCH TO BE A NAME
I want my name so much to be a name-
But when I am gone
What will that name mean to me?
Your name too
What will it mean
In the great distances?
Names and more names
Only G-d knows.
God has many names
And no name
And only One Name
Why should I insist so much
On my own name?
When only God can know
All the Names
Even God’s own.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Record Of Mighty Arrest
Recording names of stupor corresponds to success,
The dossier of might, a charter of demand.
We mimic the italics of names all around,
A dossier has been published of one’s cross.
The evidentiary record, the archives, the registry,
All amount to this same collection of names, proper.
Shot at the face, we take in hand and put to notice
Sure ways of arresting and sending to the places suited.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Could Have Been
so many excuses
one sighs one day back in his hometown
when every street changed already
new houses built
old houses gone
you do not not recognizes
those old faces anymore
new names now
a heart beats for something
that it cannot understand
a nostalgia taunts you
for not having
achieved what should have
been you
like some of them
who got their names
at some
islands of limelight
an engineer in manila
raking much money
an accountant in her
finance tower
a fashion designer now
making it big
in the Big Apple
and you?
if it were not for Papa
i could have been the best
writer in the city
of Sunrises
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Is It Not Unfair? ....
they do not have to do anything
in fact we do not know if they are still alive or dead or
something
we do not know them for sure
their names are written on the walls
and they are all up there on those clouds
or somewhere
we only hear their names whispered by the wind
their greatness echoing on the on the mountains
rising to the clouds beside the stars
but they have not done nothing at all
we do not feel their warmth
we haven't touched them
neither have they ever ever touched us
but they are proclaimed
as kings and queens
and rulers of the land
God's edict they say
God's will is done they justify
but i am not fazed at all
i have a mission and a vision and i am continuing
everyday and for the rest of my life
even though i bleed and fall
i shall heal and again shall rise proud and tall
and soon perhaps
shall reap it all....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You'll find—it when you try to die
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You'll find—it when you try to die—
The Easier to let go—
For recollecting such as went—
You could not spare—you know.
And though their places somewhat filled—
As did their Marble names
With Moss—they never grew so full—
You chose the newer names—
And when this World—sets further back—
As Dying—say it does—
The former love—distincter grows—
And supersedes the fresh—
And Thought of them—so fair invites—
It looks too tawdry Grace
To stay behind—with just the Toys
We bought—to ease their place—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Different Names
My names differ in the way they are told,
Goals for eternity are these names for some;
What power prevents me from being aware
Of faint thoughts about naming and telling?
My soul prevents other souls from growing,
Stuck into stability, the heart I wear grows;
For he now makes me a slave of thinking,
My feasting is different from his, the man with growth.
I have solutions for the problems of slavery,
Yet I need freedom to become an experience.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Precious Me
My precious names forgive me,
In the sea of death is a police;
The watery wild begs much misery
To disappear, and concoct a little.
My names are like musical notes
Of the sea and the land and the air.
The praised names convince me
That my fathers and mothers are sound,
Some are here, some of us are then fully present.
My name is my friend for all the times,
The divine songs falter after too many times.
poem by Naveed Akram
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On Some Memories
i summon memories
of my youth
i call them by their names
one by one
sweet names
and places
i want them back again
like the way
they once tasted
to my tongues
they are not coming
i call them again
their sweet names
one by one
they are not coming
even if i
tell them
even if just in a dream in sleep in small moments
they are not comings still
definitely, they are not coming back
because i have been so cruel
poem by Antonio Liao
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