Awaken
With the clouts hurled behind
your sanguine impositions
I have awaken completely
from the dream that you people
injected into the antics of
my ponderous comatose, but
those knuckles can only bleed
and break against the steadfast
concrete wall of my quiescence
accepting your jabbing filth
like how I had always been
before your star crossed
my misanthropic detachment.
poem by Norman Santos
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Abused
Their dark anthems breeding turmoil
Bleeding tumours to my listening
When they observe me leprous
In public, abusing me
My wars approach in chains
Knives plucking ears sourceful
I watch me deluded comatose
I conquer...
I bleed the lakes
Above infants excrement
I bleed their cities & regions
A crow in verse
Their dark towns moth-eaten
Eating ease in gas-chambers
My screams ov flesh, I cook them leprous
Holding weed ov lily witches
I sweep all mundane lives
Ov hate anthems in the sun
He cursed & swore my name
Shine a plague godless cartoon
Moribund misanthropic
Morbid scenes crying fat & tar
Drink me whore to please Medusa
Breeding chambers ov Holocaust
They're singing curses sadness feminism
Upon my name forever abused.....
poem by Shireen Ramadan
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Broken Constellations
Days stretched
but its light kept waning
until the pallor is the same
with a dead star's flame -
a prostrate miasma
of saudade iridescence
that only divulges
in beleaguered musings
and I wonder
if I am the only one
who can see its gossamer fractions
and the only one inveigled
by its fecundated vacuum
Somewhere,
in this prostrate flummox
of a fulminating constellation
our eyes opened
into different horizons
Your furtive vision
basked in the quiescence
of star-spangled oceans
measuring its depth
and usurping the reflection
and the resplendence of this
emporium of modest afflictions
stifles the echolalia
of a quasar's scream
I remain suspended
steadfast to my ponderous insularity
played by godly tethers
of delinquent abandons
stifling with frantic inflections
as the doors of the galaxies
revolved in a riveted motion
and in this eternal frame
of constant recuperation
from constant withering
you are ubiquitous amongst
the broken constellations
The universe wouldn't halt
for our subtle rupture
but the fusillade rages on
while you resigned into your aurora
and a bereavement ailed
cicatrizing with the superfluity
of my blackholes' etudes.
poem by Norman Santos
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White Knuckles
Smack dab flat on my back
The solid ground began to crack
I pulled her down and down and down
I lost my breath
I thought I'd drown
Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
Her leg, my hand, a smoldering brand
Sticking to her wet body like sand
Her place, distaste, we fell from grace
Red smears across her face
Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
White knuckles!
White knuckles!
White knuckles!
White knuckles
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Taken To Extremes
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
Accepting people AND their shortcomings
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
Accepting people AND their shortcomings
I had stop,
Accepting people and their shortcomings
I had to stop,
An empathy they would expect from me.
I was made to drop,
All the giving of my energy...
Taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
I had stop,
Accepting people and their shortcomings
I had to stop,
An empathy they would expect from me.
I was made to drop,
All the giving of my energy...
Taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
At one time I was,
Am I now...
No!
Accepting people AND their shortcomings.
I was made to drop,
All the giving of my energy...
Taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
I had to stop,
An empathy expected from me.
And taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
I had to stop,
An empathy expected from me.
And taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
And taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
I had to stop,
An empathy expected from me.
I had to stop,
An empathy expected from me.
I had to stop,
An empathy expected from me.
And taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
And taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
And taken to extremes until they saw me bleed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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As I Grew Older
It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun--
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky--
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!
poem by Langston Hughes
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Little Star
Brother you are truly the little star.
You dreamed to reach the top
And amazingly you did it.
Brother you are truly the little star.
You wished to be the saviour and you made it.
And made us the most proud people in the universe.
Brother you are truly the little star.
You desired to be the most shinning one in the sky,
And today I am glad to see you there.
Brother you are truly the little star.
Your passion and your success,
Is inspiration to all the youngsters,
Who dream to be the most dreamed one.
Brother you are truly the little star.
You crossed all the hurdles,
On your way to your mission.
And passed each and every examinations,
And finally reached your goal.
Proving that,
Nothing can stop a Born Star.
Brother you are truly the little star.
For all those,
Who never believed on you and your dream,
Finally you replied them with your action,
Without offending them by any means.
Brother you are truly the little star.
Also for that Mother,
Who had been waiting all these years,
Hoping that her smallest one will,
Surely quench her thrust one fine day.
You made it.
poem by Pratisha Karki
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Find Me
Wherever you are.
Before I overdose
Or I am comatose.
In a blazing car.
Find me.
Before I jump
Or choke
From the lump
In my throat.
Left with that silent scream.
Goddbye was all she wrote.
Can anyone
Trade me a dream.
Find me.
Before I bleed to death.
From the wound
In my heart
She harpooned.
Took my breath
With her charismatic smile.
In crass erratic style.
Find me.
Aching in my verse.
Just one kiss
Can break the curse.
Love's battle plan
So strategic.
It cuts you down
So paraplegic.
Find me.
Is love so opaque? .
I'm frozen over like a lake.
Skate on me
And my heart will break.
Stranger
Bring me danger
Of embrace.
Find me.
While there is
Still a trace.
poem by Kevin East
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Only Woman Bleed
Man's got his woman to take his seed
He's got the power - oh
She's got the need
She spends her life through pleasing up her man
She feeds him dinner or anything she can
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Man makes your hair gray
He's your life's mistake
All you're really lookin' for is an even break
He lies right at you
You know you hate this game
He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Black eyes all of the time
Don't spend a dime
Clean up this grime
And you there down on your knees begging me please come
Watch me bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Only Women Bleed
Man's got his woman to take his seed
He's got the power - oh
She's got the need
She spends her life through pleasing up her man
She feeds him dinner or anything she can
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Man makes your hair gray
He's your life's mistake
All you're really lookin' for is an even break
He lies right at you
You know you hate this game
He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Black eyes all of the time
Don't spend a dime
Clean up this grime
And you there down on your knees begging me please come
Watch me bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
song performed by by Alice Cooper from Welcome To My Nightmare
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Only Women Bleed
Man's got his woman to take his seed
He's got the power - oh
She's got the need
She spends her life through pleasing up her man
She feeds him dinner or anything she can
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Man makes your hair gray
He's your life's mistake
All you're really lookin' for is an even break
He lies right at you
You know you hate this game
He slaps you once in a while and you live and love in pain
She cries alone at night too often
He smokes and drinks and don't come home at all
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Black eyes all of the time
Don't spend a dime
Clean up this grime
And you there down on your knees begging me please come
Watch me bleed.
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
Only women bleed
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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Another Folly
In this world of filth
Which stains and sticks of sin
And many hopes of men
Seem murdered in their sleep
Only to wake up in this cold grief
To see their journey of life
Nothing but a hell of a dream
Will he make it through their destiny’s streams?
Steadfast questions echoing but threatening no answers
Stranded in the whirlwind
Life is but restless swing
Is redemption within reach?
Unleash this many souls from suffering their anguish
Fate is another seductive witch
Will her another victims ever free?
If they are locked up this belief
That its only chosen few that should succeed
And others proceed to bleed
In their sorrows lasting for fruitless morrows
Till their elegy are sang by a sympathizing sparrow
Pleading with the creators
For a another life at least to borrow.
poem by Seyi Dekol
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The Wall That I See
always this wall
this wall, always, this,
wall, always
i see, and face, and
grasp, and feel
with my palms, and touch
with my fingers
never love it
but i am in here surrounded
always, by this, wall,
this, wall, this wall,
always, i dream of
overcoming this, wall
this height,
i dream of ladders,
and tall feet, and i always,
look beyond this,
this wall, this.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There Are Not Too Many People
There are not too many,
Who can leave hurdles leaped.
That others seek,
To reach and stir someone within.
With a tone that is expressed,
From an honestness.
And that's how those protective walls,
Come to be shakened.
To break and awaken.
There are not too many...
Who can express,
An experience they possess.
Not one that affects,
A comprehension that connects.
There are not too many,
Who can say they have lived.
And this is believed.
From an understanding given and perceived.
There are not too many people,
Unafraid to 'be'.
Without their hearts,
Left to bleed on their sleeves...
Publicly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Dreamer♀
I was to dream
A land before time
When gold are merely stones
And pride is the only power
I was to dream
A life before now
Beyond complexity and madness
Where tale is an education
I was to dream
Only to be awaken
To witness abjection
Where pride is powerless
I was to dream
Only to be awaken
To see ignorance within arrogance
And words are meaningless
poem by Mary McHeaven
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Concrete Mind
Can I get a pass, from my wrongs?
Will you make me not forget?
Are you like a concrete mind,
That's permanently set?
Concrete mind won't wear out.
For when she has a crack.
She only fills in where it's split.
Your wrongs she'll always track.
I thought I would be honest
Lead a new way of life
To concrete mind this is a weapon
She'll use just like a knife
She'll just use it against you
You'll never live it down
Her life is like a circus
And you're the lonely clown
And when you try to fix
The things that have been broken
Concrete mind will take your wrongs
And use them like a token
Where did I go wrong you'll ask
In each and every way
So if you trip and stumble
Concrete mind will say:
“Go straight to jail,
Do not pass go
Be ashamed
You are so low
Just like scum,
You always rise
All of your truths
To me their lies
You past is now
You'll never change
Forgiveness a word
I find so strange
I will forgive
But not forget
My heart is hard
My mind is set
Show you mercy?
Show you grace?
Go find those things
Another place.
All you give.
I'll simply take.
I'll do this till,
Your will I break”
Concrete mind
Will you soften a bit?
I've tried so hard,
But I want to quit.
Like one step forward
And Ten steps back
You throw me a rope
Without any slack
Concrete mind
Can't you see
From your concrete prison
I can't break free
So concrete mind
I ask one last time
Will I ever pay the price
For my past crimes
Your concrete heart
Your concrete mind
Won't let me leave
My past behind
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Let It Bleed
originally by Rolling Stones
Well we all need someone we can lean on
And if you want it, well you can lean on me
She said, my breasts they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy
Yeah we all need someone we can dream on
And if you want it, well you can dream on me
I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement
When you drink my health in scented jasmin tea
You knifed me in my dirty filthy basement
With that jaded faded junky nurse, oh what pleasant company
We all need someone we can feed on
And if you want it, well you can feed on me
Take my arm, take my leg
Oh baby don't you take my head
We all need someone we can bleed on
And if you want it baby, well you can bleed on me
We all need someone we can bleed on
And if you want it, why don't you bleed on me
Get it on rider, get it on rider
Get it on rider, you can bleed all over me
Well lean on rider, dream on rider
Feed on rider, bleed on rider
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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I put up a huge wall of denial. It was years before I was able to break through it... accepting that your child has a disability, especially one like LD that cannot be seen or easily diagnosed, is one of the hardest things to come to terms with.
After the Days of February Have Gone
How can you justify,
The re-enactments of someone else's struggles
If you have not partaken in those sacrifices yourself?
To celebrate their tears and anguish,
Without researching their pain...
And those accomplishments,
That have gained your freedom
To do as you please
Is not justice left to enlighten or appease.
Forgetting to be greatful to people like these,
Who only wished to do you well.
When this 'spell' diminishes...
And after the days of February have gone!
Can you say you are completely pleased?
As you continue on singing songs out of tune.
Will you continue on awakening your mind?
Or are these times you celebrate,
Come as a reminder to you
Whatever contribution made,
To awaken others...
Is also historic?
Your steps laid,
Are just as concrete
To defeat misunderstandings,
Flourishing and encouraged!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Concrete Girl
Bleeding thoughts.
Cracking boulder.
Don't fall over.
Fake your laughter.
Burn the tear.
Sing it louder.
Twist and shout.
Way up here,
We stand on shoulders,
Growing colder.
Laugh or cry.
I won't mind.
Sing it louder.
Twist and shout.
Immovable shadows.
The concrete girl.
They'll rock your world to nothing.
And they're swimming around again, again.
And they're swimming around
The concrete girl.
Catch your breath like a four-leaf clover.
Hand it over.
Scream to no one.
Take your time.
Sing it louder.
Twist and shout.
Nothing to run from is worse than something,
And all your fears of nothing.
And they're swimming around again, again.
And they're swimming around
The concrete girl.
Concrete girl, don't fall down
In this broken world around you.
Concrete girl, don't fall down.
Don't fall down, my concrete girl.
Don't stop thinking.
Don't stop feeling now.
One step away from where we were,
And one step back to nothing.
And we're standing on top of our hopes and fears,
And we're fighting for words now, concrete girl.
And we're swimming around again, again.
And we're swimming around now,
Concrete girl.
Concrete girl, don't fall down in this broken world around you.
Concrete girl, don't fall down.
Don't fall down, my concrete girl.
Concrete girl, don't fall down in this concrete world around you.
Concrete girl, don't fall down.
Don't break down, my concrete girl.
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Blood On Their Hands
Delusions are difficult to erase,
From minds nourished to believe...
They are entitled to take and receive,
And do as they please.
Delusions fed,
Can not envision concepts...
Of having little to nothing left,
To continue feeding a greed.
Every aspect of this consciousness,
Has been spoiled by intriguing propaganda.
And hyped to delight in another's defeat.
Without a self reflection done or apology.
But a brick wall stalls when made of concrete.
And hitting one's head against it,
Does not advance one to a conquering done...
Sweetened by victory.
As one would like to rewrite history.
A brick wall made,
And built thickened by concrete...
Only leaves a head beatened against it,
To bleed internally.
Since prior activities,
To ensure it isolates and stands...
Has been built by the very ones,
With blood now on their hands.
And drips...
Without consideration,
Of an evaluation to self examine.
And this has created,
Unhealthy mindsets that debate matter over substance...
With an absence of reason and cause.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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