The Sandman who sleeps near-by a dustbin
Oh! The sad fading memory re-kindles.
That desperate fragile man was crying on a rainy day
And he was soaked in a cobbled narrow street.
I offered him a small colored note
But he refused.
And I gave him a big note that too he refused calmly.
Then only I realized that he was starving.
Unfortunately all the shops were closed and it seemed to be a public holiday in a memorial of a bygone puppet President.
[ *Sandman- The genie of folklore who makes children sleepy; in allusion to the rubbing of their eyes as if there were sand in them.]
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Lie would win over truth
He was
Shabbily dressed,
Gloom
On his unshaven face
Pain in the eyes
He entered my chamber
Politely asked for a
Ten-rupee note
To buy medicine for his
Ailing wife
Without thinking much
I gave the note to him
After few days
He came back again
With the same story
Another note
Was given to him
By his third visit
I came to know
He was an imposter
Concocting false stories
To collect money
I yelled at him
Asked him to go away
Refused to give
Any money
He smiled and said
Now you know the truth
However,
I need the money
You have to give it to me
Other wise
I shall go on the road
Shout on the top of
My voice
You call yourself rich
But you are the
Biggest miser
On the earth
Who does not have?
Even a Ten-rupee note
To help an ailing lady
I am a popper
Nobody knows me
However, you shall
Lose your prestige
In my heart, I cursed him
My prestige was on stake
Lie would win over truth
In sheer disgust I gave
A hundred rupee note to him
Requested him to please
Spare me
Do not bother me again
11-03-2012
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Used-Up
Many people
one might meet.
On city sarcophagus street.
Are dead.
It’s just.
No one...
has gotten around,
to burying them yet.
This is what became
of the brokenhearted!
Who refused
to get their act together!
Who refused
to walk with faith!
Who refused
to embrace the light!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Heartbreaker
(russ ballard)
And theres no need to tell me Im just wasting time
But if you tell me break it slowly
Im in deep water and Im hanging on a line
And youre the only one can save me
But if you gotta go
I think you better know
Oh, heartbreaker, if you wanna leave
I wont make you stay
If you wanna go, better go away
Oh, you loser, offered you a love
You refused her
What you gonna do when she goes away
I know the memories melt their pictures in my mind
Too bad to see they could be fading
But Ill come home to you
If someday you should find
You want me back then Ill be waiting
But if you gotta go
I think you better know
Oh, heartbreaker, if you wanna leave
I wont make you stay
If you wanna go, better go away
Oh, you loser, offered you a love
You refused her
What you gonna do when she goes away
Um, heartbreaker, if you wanna leave
I wont make you stay
If you wanna go, better go away
Oh, you loser, offered you a love
And you refused her
What you gonna do when she goes away
Oh, what you gonna do when she goes away
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Mr Sandman Lullaby
Go to sleep my child
and when you close your eyes,
Mr Sandman will call
while your sleepy head
heads for the field of your dreams
under a never-ending sun.
There you will play
the whole night through.
Go to sleep my child
and when you close your eyes,
Mr Sandman will call.
Once again, you will chase butterflies
across the field of your dreams,
laugh and sing
and no crying among your tears.
Just go to sleep my child
and when you close your eyes,
Mr Sandman will call.
A new day awaits you
on the other side of your dreams
as bight and sunny
as you want it to be.
Now hushaby, hushaby
and close those sleepy eyes.
6 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Not To Self: Don't Die
I'm as blue
I'm as blue as the ocean is true, it's just reflections of the sky
I'm as cold
I'm as cold as the stories you told but never sick enough to die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Note to self: don't die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Don't change, just lie
I'm as sick
I'm as crass as the things in your past, you wished that you could let them go
Caged birds
Caged animals starving for class
In your house when you're alone
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Note to self: don't die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Don't change, just lie
Who do you call when you're alone
Nobody, baby
Who do you want to be, figure out and just let me know
Don't change, don't change, don't change
Just let me go
Just let me go
Just let me go
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Note To Self: Don't Die
I'm as blue
I'm as blue as the ocean is true, it's just refelctions of the sky
I'm as cold
I'm as cold as the stories you told but never sick enough to die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Note to self: don't die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Don't change, just lie
I'm as sick
I'm as crass as the things in your past, you wished that you could let them go
Caged birds
Caged animals starving for class
In your house when you're alone
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Note to self: don't die
Note to self: don't change for anyone
Don't change, just lie
Who do you call when you're alone
Nobody, baby
Who do you want to be, figure out and just let me know
Don't change, don't change, don't change
Just let me go
Just let me go
Just let me go
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Apples + Oranges
What if the sun refused to shine?
What if the clouds refused to rain?
What if the wind refused to blow?
What if the seas refused to wave?
What if the world refused its turn?
What if the stars would hesitate?
What if what is isn't true?
What are you going to do?
What if what is isn't you?
Does that mean you've got to lose?
Digging for the feel of something new
What if the silence let you dream?
What if the air could let you breathe?
What if the words would bring you here?
What if this sound could bring you peace?
What if what is isn't true?
What are you going to do?
Digging for the feel of something new
What if what is isn't you?
Does that mean you've got to lose?
It came from your thoughts
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Adore
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A Drifter as Driftwood
The knock-kneed girl who wears a knee cap, beautiful flowery knickerbockers and carries a knapsack?
A knick-knack around her slim neck and tossing a Kopeck in a narrow cobbled street she walks towards home the late evening.
I feel lonely myself with the sorrowful Sunset and before midnight I must go back to the ship as she suppose to sail early in the morning.
I regret that I couldn’t ask her name and I made a note in my diary with an asterisk.
I gave her a name “Stella”; my ships name.
She resembles the actress “Lara” in the film Doctor Zhivago.
I start to write a short story that would be an endless which I have to throw into the sea.
I see her fading land from far away and it’s like a peaceful dream.
I strum my old ukulele to the beat of ripples.
And the sleep peeps secretly into my disarray cabin.
*A seasonal greeting to all my poet friends!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Appels Oranjes
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the wind refused to blow?
what if the seas refused to wave?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the stars would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
what if the silence let you dream?
what if the air could let you breathe?
what if the words would bring you here?
what if this sound could bring you peace?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
digging for the feel of something new
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
it came from your thoughts, your dreams and visions
ripped up from your weeks and indecisions
what if the sun refused to shine?
what if the clouds refused to rain?
what if the world refused to turn?
what if the clocks would hesitate?
what if, what is isn't true?
what are you going to do?
what if, what is isn't you?
does that mean you've got to lose?
digging for the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to choose?
the feel of something new
does that mean you've got to lose?
the thoughts you cannot lose
what are you gonna do?
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Put Your Hand Inside The Puppet Head
As your body floats down third street
With the burn-smell factory closing up
Yes its sad to say you will romanticize
All the things youve known before
It was not not not so great
It was not not not so great
And as you take a bath in that beaten path
Theres a pounding at the door
Well its a mighty zombie talking of some love and posterity
He says the good old days never say good-bye
If you keep this in your mind:
You need some lo-lo-loving arms
You need some lo-lo-loving arms
And as you fall from grace the only words you say are
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Ads up in the subway are the work of someone
Trying to please their boss
And though the guys a pig we all know what he wants
Is just to please somebody else
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
It would be a better thing for everyone involved
And we wouldnt have to cry
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Memo to myself: do the dumb things I gotta do
Touch the puppet head
Quit my job down at the carwash
Didnt have to write no-one a good-bye note
That said, the checks in the mail, and
Ill see you in church, and dont you ever change
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
Ill see you after school
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Inside The Puppet Head
As your body floats down third street
With the burn-smell factory closing up
Yes its sad to say you will romanticize
All the things youve known before
It was not not not so great
It was not not not so great
And as you take a bath in that beaten path
Theres a pounding at the door
Well its a mighty zombie talking of some love and posterity
He says the good old days never say good-bye
If you keep this in your mind:
You need some lo-lo-loving arms
You need some lo-lo-loving arms
And as you fall from grace the only words you say are
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Ads up in the subway are the work of someone
Trying to please their boss
And though the guys a pig we all know what he wants
Is just to please somebody else
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
It would be a better thing for everyone involved
And we wouldnt have to cry
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Memo to myself: do the dumb things I gotta do
Touch the puppet head
Quit my job down at the carwash
Didnt have to write no-one a good-bye note
That said, the checks in the mail, and
Ill see you in church, and dont you ever change
If the pu-pu-puppet head
Was only bu-bu-busted in
Ill see you after school
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Ten Pound Note
I was five when mam left us
But before she passed away
She gave me a ten pound note
For a coat on a rainy day
But there was no coat which could last
The rainy days I had to bear
So I lent my money to my brother
Who looked after me with care
My brother spent the money
Everywhere we went
On things I didn’t care about
Like camping in a tent
On bandages and soap
And fishing in the river
And chips when we were hungry
To warm a bellies shiver
He seemed to spend lots of money
I wanted my money back
I decided ten years later
For I never bought that mac
Brother where’s my money now
I loaned you long ago
For years you’ve spent it carelessly
But I still love you though
He was sad as he looked at me
Then he began to say
I promised mam not to leave you
Until your rainy day
Its time to buy that coat now
I’m leaving you today
You’ve grown to be a fine young man
But I must sail away
Your note has never left me
Its folded in my pocket
It sits so very tightly
In our mams silver locket
Its your turn to keep it now
Your note has kept us near
Goodbye my little brother
Let me wipe away your tear.
The Sorrow and Happiness
Wounds in our life
like wounds of the prophets
when was stoned,
sending out,
fro their society
crossed
and then refused
Every where
Wounds in heart
was felt until now
When the love refused
When we could not anymore
Knock On her doors
When we could not attend
Her Weddings
When we only heard
the News from another person
When greetings were given far from
When she gave greetings of happiness
When his children continued born
But we continue to heart
When the friend alone
did not want gave her address
Where you remained.
I so stand alone
Whether you currently happiness
Or suffering
The wound when I am be
in the greay territory
Whether currently I happy
Or suffered?
Prasetya Utama,27/05/2008
poem by Prasetya Utama
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The Stargazer
the stargazer
wrapped up his eyes
in a small box
tied neatly
with a ribbon
and a bow....
and gave it
to the little boy,
lying afraid, and
sleepless....alone,
and crying in
an empty apartment....
the little boy stopped crying,
closed his eyes, went to sleep...
and dreamed....
of a world where mothers
and fathers wanted their children...
and loved them....
the stargazer took his cane,
and made his way down the alley
to a stoop, and sat down...
to listen... for the song
of the living.... feeling around
for another box!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Three years ago the Government announced the creation of Reconciliation Place, and said that it would include a memorial to those removed from their families. However, they refused to include any of those who were removed in the design of their own memorial.
quote by Malcolm Fraser
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Genie
(HogarthKellyMosleyRotheryTrewavas)
[One Way Street]
I let the genie out of the box
I let the genie out of the box
I'm scared of everything I am
I let the genie out of the box
I'm scared of opening the can
I let the genie out of the box
I had this recurring dream
I was living another life
In another country
In another time
As I got older the dream began to fade away
Until one day
There she was.. tapping me on my shoulder
She says she's got so much to say
But she's not telling it today
She said "Come back when you're alone"
But I'm not sure I want to know
Cause maybe her road
Is a one-way street
Maybe her road..
I'm scared of everything I am
I'm scared of opening the can
I'm scared of losing who I am
Think I might've taken all I can
I let the genie out of the box
She said there's a house in your mind
An attic of treasure, a forgotten pleasure park
Waiting inside you in the dark
Don't leave it behind
Don't leave it behind
I'm scared of everything I am
I'm scared of opening the can
I'm scared of losin' who I am
Think I might've taken all I can
I let the genie out of the box
I let the genie out of the box
Out of the box
song performed by by Marillion
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A Fading Memory Beneath Forgetful Sod
Look me up at 2: 00AM
When the last lonely bar has closed
And you’re drunk with sadness
And not with booze;
Look me up with your running panty hose
And your smoky dress;
Look me up with your tearful eyes
And your weary voice;
Look me up with your abandoned children
Dangling from your heart
Like a nearly broken necklace;
Look me up like a lost sinner
With unutterable crimes to confess
To her fallible priest and fragile God;
Look me up, dear angel,
Before you’re gone forever,
A fading memory beneath forgetful sod.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Sandman
When the sandman comes tonight
I will keep my eyes shut tight.
For I don't like that gritty feel,
the sandiness that does conceal
what visions lay behind my eyes,
the dreams I have of starry skies,
the dreams I have that leave too soon,
the dreams of being on the moon.
The sandman visits all who sleep.
Into your bedroom he will creep.
He'll sprinkle sand into your eyes
and in the morn you'll realize
that daytime's here. It's time to face
all those in the human race,
going through the day at hand
just waiting for the man with sand.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I never refused an autograph, never refused to buy someone a drink. Now I'm learning to say I've got other things on, instead of doing it and wondering why.
quote by Paul Gascoigne
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Blessing In Disguise
Well, I guess you know
You took me by surprise
When you told me that youd broken all the rules
And the future felt as empty as your eyes
When I realized how far I was from you.
Chorus:
But they tell me that the truthll set you free
>from the sad confusion of your lies
And it led me to a side of you that Id refused to see
So I guess its been a blessing in disguise
So theres nothing left to keep us holding on, now
To the mystery we used to be before
What we ever shared together there is gone, now
And what might have been dont matter anymore.
Chorus:
But they tell me that the truthll set you free
>from the sweet illusion of your lies
And it led me to a side of you that Id refused to see
So I guess its been a blessing in disguise
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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