One
I lust for empathy
At least permit me to entropy
and this void will be my asylum
as I rebuild my inebriated beacons
to raise the roof beams
that will mantle my perpetual nights
and our individual darknesses
in one final clout,
in one splendid dream
that will eat a life time
in a glacial sleep
we will be
one.
poem by Norman Santos
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The Resonant Dream
The final dream
So resonant and pure
The final dream
Will never be at its end
Its long journey almost o'er
The final dream
Has just begun
To rattle the fate at hand
The final dream
Is as pure as gold
It is perfect and will stand
The final dream
Will never come to a close
Yet it has a happy hand
The final dream
Is a grand dream
That turns the time of sand
The final dream
Is such a dream
That it is now near its end
poem by Alex Fischer
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In The Long Run We May All Be Entropy
IN THE LONG RUN WE MAY ALL BE ENTROPY
In the long run we may all be entropy-
At the end of the end
We may all be scattered dust-
Ultimately after billions and billions of years
Our earth and our sun and our galaxy
may disappear -
But now
in this small time of our own lives
while we are in the middle still,
Let us love those we love with all our love-
And let us enjoy as deeply as we can the gifts life gives-
And let us be good to one another
And kind as we can be-
Let us find and make blessing of our own time here
Doom or no doom
Final death or no final death-
In our lives
Let us love and be good
with all we have to give.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Inevitable
When the stars held hands
And slow danced in the blear
Of the lazy purple clouds and
The mistral mantle of fog
Ominous without her moon
Comes creeping with a beckon
The disquietude expands
Into the room of the future
And the clock's hands swooned
Into each other like dead bodies
Toppling like walls of dominoes
Malingering for the final clout
And the consummate abeyance
And inside, I cringe with the void
And hollow bones, for I know not
Of the Promethean key they spoke of
I cannot resume my saunter
In the semantic of romaticism
Surmising a hopeful trepidation
Is but another dry stick thrown
Into the pyre soused in kerosene
Waiting for my back to lay
Tired from the gallows, tired to pray
Yet, enduring or not, I do dream
Of days pacified by chaste bliss
I dream of love as I dream of marigolds
That never have I touched nor seen
Or wonder if they have claws and thorns
To safeguard its frangible corona
I dream as I wake up asleep
From sleeping awake,
Of love, loving and in return
And whilst the lunatics peer
Into the gelid window pane
Traversing the lattices
To find the supple flood
Of their ashen moon's hair
poem by Norman Santos
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Dreams and Dreamers
No one exists
With out experience
Of the dream.
Nature also has the experience
Of dreams.
The rainbow is
Dream of clouds,
Twinkling stars are
Dreams of the night,
Flowers are
Dreams of the earth,
Moon is
Dream of the sun,
Woman is
Dream of a man,
Smile is
Dream of the tears,
Poetry is
Dream of the words,
False is
Dream of the truth,
Human is
Dream of the God,
Dream of human is
Dream of the dreams!
Dream,
It is a display of sight (view)
In closed eyes,
Action of the sleep
And riddle of the slumber, (deep sleep)
Solitude of the seclusion,
Mirror of the wounds,
Mumble of the mind,
Windows of the paradise,
Language of an individual
Les’ understood by himself,
Dream is a
Modern poetry
Has no syllable and meter,
Dream is a
Divine power of human, (desolation, super natural, forlorn)
Dream is not a myth
But it is a naked truth,
Dream is a secret room
Of an individual
He rest there
With his genuine face,
Dream is
Incubator of a man,
Dream is wings
Of an individual,
Dream is
A lighthouse of man
Dreams are
Colors of a man
To glorify his
Black and white life;
Let all of us praise for men
Who love the dreams,
And we express
Our sympathy to all men
who live in dreams too….
(Aalaabanai by Kaviko-In Tamizh)
poem by anushmadhu P.Bharathi
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Entropy
Consider the riddle that is man
From his perch at the top of darwins ladder
Though the rules he little understands
Plays at life as if it really mattered
When before all our eyes
A parading of lies
And reality splatters
But we have dreams, wonderful dreams
While we live in dreams, terrible dreams
Were only waiting, waiting for
Entropy, mindless entropy
Beseech it not,
For it has no thought of anything
All things are equal to
Entropy, heartless entropy
It knows not love, for it shows no love
For anything, anything
Breathes there a soul so dull
It has not striven to attach some meaning
To the chaos that invades the human skull
At the thought that some force is intervening
And this thought we call god
Keeps us straight as a rod
While all else is careening
But we have dreams, beautiful dreams
But we live in dreams, perverted dreams
While we are waiting
Theres no stopping
Entropy, skulking entropy
That lustless rapist who plants its seed in
Everything, everything, everything
Yes, there is a thing call wisdom
But weve never had it
We are too preoccupied with
How to iron-clad it
There was never a chance
There was never a chance
Let us dance!
What about our fearless leaders?
What about our necks?
What about the church of jesus?
How bout drugs and sex?
What about our precious freedom?
What about free will?
What about our precious freedom?
What about free will?
What about our precious freedom?
Entropy will win!
What about the rule of reason?
Entropy will win!
What about our precious freedom?
What about free will?
What about our precious freedom?
What about free will?
Entropy!
Were all up against it
Entropy
Were all up against it!
Entropy cant take away your freedom
Precious freedom
Theres no freedom
No shelter
No heaven help us!
Entropy crushes everything
Entropy smashes everything
Entropy cleanses everything
Everything!
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Without You
On the wings of the night
I wager for another glance
the doors were closed
even before the departure
but the windows are ajar
on your open sleep
There is a limbo behind
the beseeching and crestfallen
but this yearning cannot lie,
its veracity cannot be tamed
so I tethered myself, caged myself
until I grew more savage
and even more desperate
I miss you and I miss you
too much that it would kill
like a lynch embracing tight,
you descend into my skin
like a fang and every night,
you come with larcenous feet
like a saccharine death on a slumber
Vines embraced the epitaph
and the etched date slurred
There is a brooding loneliness
underneath this sleeping grave
but it won't hatch in this cold
until your raging flame pounce
Yonder, under the moon
I can feel you shudder
and the shuffling of your feet
as you danced in oblivion
and I envy the night
as it pranced with you
The bones shivered
but it melt into ashes
and the wind won't ferry it
and the sea won't sink it
I need your final clout
or your familiar joust
Without you, the silhouettes
who stood as my beacons
for my derided weight
the days turned to dreams
and dreams turned to phantasms
I can feel a shattering
its fulmination trapped inside
my asylum heart
poem by Norman Santos
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Lust For Life (feat. The Pretenders)
Words and music by David Bowie and James Osterberg
(Lust for life x 3)
Here comes Johnny in again
With liquor and drugs
And a flash machine
Hes gonna do another strip tease
Ah, hey man, whered ya get that lotion?
Ive been hurting since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love
Well, thats like hypnotising chickens
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
I have a lust for life
Cause Ive a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a GTO
I wear a uniform
On a government loan
Im worth a million in prizes
Yeah, Im through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs
Ooh, Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
A lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Ah a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Lines of Lust
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Ban The Void
Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
Grandma stopped baking cakes.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
Brought me my first heartbreak.
Tch.
Ban the void.
I told her I couldn't take it.
She 'had' to bake another cake for me!
Tch.
Ban the void.
She said she was going on strike!
Tch.
Ban the void.
And even though I didn't like it!
Tch.
Ban the void.
She's not gonna cook in the kitchen,
She's itching to do something else to please!
Tch
Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.
She brought herself a brand new car.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
And drove to wherever she wanted.
Tch.
Ban the void.
She said she had her own special needs.
And will come and go whenever that need pleases!
Tch.
Ban the void.
I got so annoyed...
And I tried to stop that void deep down in me!
Oh...
Ban the void!
I couldn't go to sleep!
I dreamt of grandma's baking,
And it teased me!
I even cried my eyes.
But grandma's sweet potato pie kept creepin'.
Oh...
Ban the void!
Ban the void!
Oh...
Ban the void.
Grandma loved her brand new car.
And never got one ticket,
For her speedin'!
Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
Ban the void.
Oh...
Dedicated To:
In loving memory...
Clara Louise Countryman Pertillar
'Miss you, grandma! '
Love,
Larry
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Phalanx of Doorways
As we resigned into our sleep
and tossed on our disparate sides
we close our weary eyes
and descended into shadows
slathered with doubt and fear
from a life-long dream
that leaked into our reality
In the void terrain
of lifted unconsciousness
these flustered feet
meander with klutz speed
along a phalanx of doorways
searching for my way back
into your ajar impasse
And in this insatiable alley
I make myself a labyrinth
where every silhouette
are prancing beacons
and every noise is
a superfluous reverie,
I rivet myself into my circles
like a planet out of gravity.
poem by Norman Santos
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She Who Lacks His Touch
She who lacks his touch
She with lack of trust
Only to remain in dust
She who wants no luck
What she would give for lust
She with lack of trust
Her eyes have bled with time
Her life not to remain in line
What she would give for lust
She who lacks his trust
Her image has began to change
Her reflection is not the same
Her grip tightens on the brush
She with lack of trust
This anger can not remain
Something has to change
She who lacks his trust
What she will do for lust
The knife once used for peeling
Now lay under her pillow
Her presence will now be felt
She who lacks his trust
The time has come
The final dance begun
She gets his final touch
What she has done for lust
poem by Morgan Bodden
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Let The Nights
let the nights
sing for us our love songs
if it be
let it be some birds' calls for love
let the nights
when we are too weary
be a very restful sleep
taking us to dreams of more love
let the nights be not a recalling
of our mistakes
let there be no stories
about our shortcomings
let the night be like
a shadow of a house on top of its roof the full bright moon sitting
the lamp slowly dying to rest and sleep
in a little cozy room the windows still open
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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That this individual life of all of us is not something limited in its temporal expression to the life that now we experience, follows from the very fact that here nothing final or individual is found expressed.
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Dream Of A Dream
I'll dream about you when I sleep tonight
Dream about what some wouldn't consider right
Dream about your touch
That I long for so much
Dream about my hope for a future with you
And that feeling of having something new
Something so wonderful and with all the meaning in the world to me
Something that would give me so much glee
And is sure to change my life undoubtedly
I'll dream about the memories we'll share
And all those good times, whilst for each other we care
I'll dream a dream sure to raise my heart
Then to brake it as from dreamland I depart
I talk of a story of a dream
A dream sure to redeem...
What has been lost from me for so long...
My life. Now seemingly so wrong
A dream I hope, but doubt to come true
But will continue to hope for no matter what I do
This is a dream of a dream of mine
A dream, that if should ever come true, I would not decline
poem by Amy Parkinson
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Lust lust lust Lust lust lust Lust lust lust
Lust lust lust Lust lust lust Lust lust lust
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Muse Alone
As these eyes ruminated
for the forlorn entropy
and cicatrize from reality
sleep fanned the embers
under the condor's nest
with infernal sibilance
grating painfully
invoking the saline water
to hit the kirtle
measuring the distance
that stretched
for another month
In the equipoise
of the myriad of blatancy
and perfunctory banality
I searched for depth,
for fathoms,
for life in bereft -
There was not a quasar
inflamed like yours -
two dancing pistols
revolving with doors
I miss you
ever more
never more -
my asylum of sanity,
my sanctum of artillery,
my pantheon of decay,
my hope and
lost hope:
amities
afflicted
I will look for you -
your taciturn footsteps
leading to the alley
stalled in a novel
or lines of poetry
in my dream hued
with steely blue
wistfully careening
over the pockmarks
and derided salutes
caught in the vortex
of pensive reveries
tasted daggers
of forced amnesia
But I will not indulge
and bask in your sunshine
like frothing pearls
upon a harried sleep
I will muse upon you
and muse upon alone
your promised vindication
poem by Norman Santos
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Thank You Lust
o lust!
you are lying widely
there in my body and mind
i know long there have been
opposing sounds which you find
but darling lust,
i am grateful to you
i learnt a surprising thing
what a sheer lust could do?
each time when i had been left alone
at a foggy platform
you made me to
move against every storm
they said
it was strength of soul
i say
it was only lust that's all
you made me to learn
riding on a flying cloud
you told me that
even a choked throat
will sing aloud
you taught me to enjoy
music of raindrops on roof
you powered me to carry on
with bleeding hoof
thank you lust, for
evolving the depth of my heart
thank you lust, for sweetening
the bread of my part
thank you lust, for giving me
your feet for the run
thank you lust,
for imparting me the aeons of fun
thank you lust,
for your teachings
to admire the moon
thank you lust,
for granting me
songs and the tune.
poem by Bharat Mehru
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Come, Let Us Sleep and Dream
Let us sleep and dream
Let us pluck out the stars
From heaven and plant them
in the ocean of mermaids.
Let us explore the castle
of fairies and paint the
stories of their flights
in long and lonely nights.
Let us sleep and dream
Let us sleep and dream
when days leave us scars
that let us cry and scream.
Come, let us sleep and dream
knowing that in our sleep
there we find mermaids
and fairies, tending our scars
by the magic of their sweet voice
and their mystic loving hands.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Innate Belief In Humane Human Nobility
time imposes questions upon humanity
all human cultures countries throughout ages
all must answer question of sphinx
as to how they will walk through time
individual will is weathered in time
beauty of mind endures past material
entropy destroys empires oppressive
aspiring intellect seeks freedom equality
governments of greed enslaving for profit
intolerant of free will fall before judgement
racial ethnic equality is God given birthright
dream search aspires complete soul self unity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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