Out of nowhere
She wears achromatic hairs
And nods knowingly
haiku by Nicolas Grenier
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Fake Plastic Tree (acoustic Version)
A green plastic watering can
For a fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
On girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins
And it wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out
And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time
song performed by by Radiohead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fake Plastic Trees
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself.
It wears her out
It wears her out
It wears her out
It wears her out
She lives with a broken man,
A cracked polystyreneman
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
And it wears him out
It wears him out
It wears him out
It wears...
She looks like the real thing.
She tastes like the real thing,
My fake plastic love
But I cant help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run.
And it wears me out
It wears me out
It wears me out
It wears me out
If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time
All the time.
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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Fake Plastic Tress
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It wears her out
It wears her out
It wears her out
It wears her out
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery for girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins
And it wears him out
And it wears him out
And it wears him out
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I cant help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out
It wears me out
And it wears me out
If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted all the time
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fake Plastic Trees (live)
Radiohead cover
her green plastic watering can
for her fake chinese rubber plant
in the fake plastic earth
that she bought from a rubber man
in a town full of rubber plans
to get rid of itself
it wears her out
it wears her out
it wears her out
it wears her out
she lives with a broken man
a cracked polystyrene man
who just crumbles and burns
he used to do surgery for girls in the eighties
but gravity always wins
and it wears him out
and it wears him out
and it wears him out
she looks like the real thing
she tastes like the real thing
my fake plastic love
but i can't help the feeling
i could blow through the ceiling
if i just turn and run
and it wears me out
it wears me out
and it wears me out
if i could be who you wanted
if i could be who you wanted all the time
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.
quote by Rabindranath Tagore
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Styles Of Beggary 2
Two men
Eyes whitened, pupils hidden
Probing inside of eye-lids..
Alms staring at me
If I am blind to Truth
Knowingly I pay the untruth
Knowingly untruth well tunes
Sindhur, mascara
Colourful ribbon-bow overhead
Fake plait long with tassle
Modern chudidar, clinking anklets..
Sita alias Rama
Salutes, somersaults, dances
Flees away crossing over to Srilanka
Trainer, earner
Bunch of bucks
Tailed fuel, oven on
poem by Indira Renganathan
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A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
A clock stopped -- not the mantel's
Geneva's farthest skill
Can't put the puppet bowing
That just now dangled still.
An awe came on the trinket!
The figures hunched with pain,
Then quivered out of decimals
Into degreeless noon.
It will not stir for doctors,
This pendulum of snow;
The shopman importunes it,
While cool, concernless No
Nods from the gilded pointers,
Nods from seconds slim,
Decades of arrogance between
The dial life and him.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Shut Up & Dance
Chorus:
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Dont get deep, shut up and dance
Love has got me down
The weight is all around
So you lend a hand to peace on earth
Heres my piece, now whats it worth
Yea, but its all right
When you cant define the crime
Then life aint worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight
When you work your fingers to the bone
And what does that get you--nothing
If in a crowd of people
Youre still alone
I hope that tells you something
The road to heaven is paved in hell
And it makes you wonder
Why youre here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress and she wears the pants
Here comes jill and she needs romance
But you cant do jack so shut up and dance!
Sex is like a gun
You aim, you shoot, you run
When youre splittin hairs with mr. clean
It like gettin head from a guillotine
And the night has just begun
Chorus
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Artless (Cinquain)
Sadness
Paints bleak portraits
Of Pain, where dreams became
Achromatic images...when
You lied.
Cynthia Buhain Baello
11.8.12
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A Licentious Person
Thy sins and hairs may no man equal call ;
For, as thy sins increase, thy hairs do fall.
poem by John Donne
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She Who Wears The White Hairs
she who wears the white hairs
teaches me what to do with my life
i embrace her and take the clue
from the scent of her wisdom
earned by her for years and years
the weight burdening much
on her bare shoulders
her wrinkles speak of the struggles
of the past warring on the moles of her
cheeks the furrows where tears rush
and fall and then seep on the floor
i kiss her tonight for it is her birthday
and i whisper to her my gratitude
i smell the sweetness of her soul
and it sinks deeper into the recesses
of my heart: here is the lady who made me
i once remember the Chinese eyes in me
my brown skin so tight to my bones
my complacency removed from my youth
my mind soaring like a blithe spirit in the air
she was there all the days of my life
teaching, guiding and patiently noting
what i lack, what i need and what i must be
soon i shall have her white hairs too
her wrinkles her sad smile her own death
soon like her i will stand proud too
she did her best and we were brought to the test
she does not mind her passing we are ready for the timing
we shall switch roles, she dies we save more souls
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Nods and Curtseys and Recovers
It nods and curtseys and recovers
When the wind blows above,
The nettle on the graves of lovers
That hanged themselves for love.
The nettle nods, the wind blows over,
The man, he does not move,
The lover of the grave, the lover
That hanged himself for love.
poem by Alfred Edward Housman
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Handsome And Strong
My love is handsome and strong
he is one in the tens of thousand
his face bronzed and smooth
his hairs is wavy, black as a raven
his eyes are as beautiful as dove
his cheek are so lovely as garden
his hand are well formed
he wears a ring set with gems
his body is like smooth ivory
his thighs are columns of alabaster
his majestic like mountain rwezori
his mouth is sweet to kiss
that is how my love is
poem by Ahmed Kakembo
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The game of love
The game of love that I played
I was unfair all the way
I won your heart and broke it
Like a poor toy made of clay
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray
Now I understand all the truth
I wasted all my precious youth
I made mistake in the first place
My whole life is now in a mess
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray
Now we are oceans apart
All the girls now break my heart
Now I know what you mean to me
So I cry for my destiny
Now I have lost life's joy and charms
Now I long for your tender arms
Now I long for you today
When my hairs have become gray
poem by Asif Andalib
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On His Baldness
At dawn I sighed to see my hairs fall;
At dusk I sighed to see my hairs fall.
For I dreaded the time when the last lock should go...
They are all gone and I do not mind at all!
poem by Bai Juyi
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When The Right Time Comes
when the right time comes
i will tell you
that i love you
even when all our hairs
have turned to gray
even when all the gray hairs
have gone away
but now my love
my lips are sealed
my hands are chained
i am inside this cell
my feet are gel
wait a while
i am setting myself free
help me find
my claws my wings my eyes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The expression a woman wears on her face is far more important than the clothes she wears on her back.
quote by Dale Carnegie
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Beauty Is...
I followed a single snowflake
On its free-fall journey to earth.
Obscured by its frozen, cloned kind
Landed silently camouflaged
Like a virgin parachutist
Whose achromatic flake added
To the cumulative beauty
Of a wintery afternoon.
At that moment I realized
Beauty was not a single truth
But a delightful harmony
Of invisible qualities
Comprising the form of beauty
Most often sadly overlooked.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Men often act knowingly against their interest.
quote by David Hume
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Pubic Hair
Nobody loves me,
Nobody cares,
Nobody counts
My pubic hairs.
Nobody says
'You're a swell little guy',
Or says, 'I will love you
Until I die! '
Nobody worships
The ground where I've trod,
More likely they tell me
I'm just a sod!
Nobody loves me,
Nobody cares,
Nobody counts
My bodily hairs!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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