The Man Inside Your Head
You are my fancy,
I am your fear.
You are my wardrobe,
I am your spill.
You are my sole friend,
I am your nemesis.
You are my entity,
I am the identity.
You are that barrier,
I am your captive.
You are my armada,
I am your cradle.
You are crispy,
I am cloudy.
You are my lie,
I am your truth denied.
You are my drug,
my escape, my other half.
I am your reality,
your itch, your totality.
I am you
You are me
Like the shadow and the light
is trapped in the same shape
I am your third person,
your alter-ego,
your forgiveness and revenge:
The man inside your head.
poem by Norman Santos
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The Perfect Drug
The perfect drug
I got my head, but my head is unraveling
Cant keep control, cant keep track of where its traveling
I got my heart but my heart is no good
And youre the only one thats understood
I come along but I dont know where youre taking me
I shouldnt go but youre reaching back and shaking me
Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky
The more I give to you, the more I die
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You make me hard, when Im all soft inside
I see the truth, when Im all stupid eyed
The arrow goes straight through my heart
Without you everything just falls apart
My blood wants to say hello to you
My feelings want to get inside of you
My soul is so afraid to realize
Every little word is a lack of me
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
And I want you
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
(whispering)
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug
You are the perfect drug, the drug, the perfect drug
Take me, with you
Take me, with you
Take me, with you
(continues in backround)
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Without you, without you everything falls apart
Without you, its not as much fun to pick up the pieces
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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A White Architect Of Light
8.8.88: She came back from the land of democrative destiny and dissolved
into the chaotic void.
Fighting for the freedom of reality
Building the light house in the darkest hours of life
Fixing up the spiritual essence through the existential nothingness
in the valueless zone
Layers by layers, realities of life theatre are turned into distilled light
out of trapped reflections
Mother of modern Myanmar honoured by consciencious tree of life
Curving away all the unnecessary parts
Curving away all the necessary parts
Communication revolution of the 21 st century
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Perfect Drug (Aphrodite Remix)
the perfect drug
i got my head but my head is unravelling
cant keep control can't keep track of where it's travelling
i got my heart but my heart's no good
you're the only one that's understood
i come along but i dont know where you're taking me
i shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me
turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky
the more i give to you the more i die
and i want you
you are the perfect drug
the perfect drug
the perfect drug
the perfect drug
you make me hard when i'm all soft inside
i see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed
the arrow goes straight through my heart
without you everything just falls apart
my blood just wants to say hello to you
my fears want to get inside of you
my soul is so afraid to realize
how very little good is left of me
and i want you
you are the perfect drug
the perfect drug
the perfect drug
the perfect drug
take me with you
without you everything just falls apart
it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Itch, Itch, Itch
should it not annoy me
what comes from single addition sound
itch, itch, itch
scratching my finger point
my heart is like free market
my brain is like full garbage
itch, itch, itch
there's worm army in my back
I get itch in my leg
itch, itch, itch
it's an itch in my mouth
I have sharpen my nail
I want to jump and scream
can I come to scratch you into pieces
the hands that touch me impolitely
the blunt mind that speaks empty
itch, itch, itch
you are just itch for me
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Inside The Cross of Iron Shadow
Inside The Cross of Iron Shadow
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Shape to Guide Aligned by Light
Formed of Cross Divide of Shadow
Light to Darken The Cross Within
The Dark Surround The Light With Out
Shape To Confine The Shadow Caste Of Iron Cross
Pieced Together The Puzzle Within
Immediate Light of Circumstantial
Fade to Black
Cross Fade to Light
The Sound Staged Within
Shadow Sounds Free of Night
Forged Of Iron Shadow
Holier Than Thou Be This Shadow Cross of Age
Cast of Moon Beam of Light to Burn
Outline of Cross Confines The Shadow Dark
Which Binds A Mind To Light
Fore There In No Way Exist
This One Without The Other Side of Good
As Day to Blackest Night of Evil
As Sun Give Rise to Dawn To Cast Away
The Nightmare Within A Mind Of Day and Shadow
Night of Day To Darkest Cross Beam of Light
To Light A Mind Eclipsed In Shadow
Forever In Light To Dark Shade of Gray Matter
Inside The Cross Of Iron Shadow.
poem by Ricardo Antunes
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Son of Man...
In my journey through life I seek knowledge and wisdom
Impressions of a soul marking my journey through existance
My inner self open to the light ending my eternal darkness
The fear of truth no more filling my waking reality
Truth travels beyond an imagination so vivid
Yet I fear the truth of reality in my waking world
I am son of man born into a world of misstrust
My dark brother living in the shadow of pure light
Deaf and blind with no heart, I seek out the light of love
I am son of man... And as always... I seek answers...
Spread the love... The peace will follow..
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Identity of a person
Identity of a person
Identity signifies complexity
Identity identifies with reality
Identity is the bearer of all vanity
How does a person identify with identity?
You define yourself based on what?
They say, they say
You’re kind or moral based on what?
Or
You’re a genius and shrewd based on what?
Or
You make the perfect lover, look for no other
They say, they say
You’re strong without a thought it may not last long
Or
You’ve skills since with a record you run up high bills
Or
You are shy but no one ever talks to you or says hi
Or
You never give up because right now you are on top
They say, they say
You are generous or gregarious when all you are is conscious
Or
You’re innovative yet not the originator of the idea conceived
What are the facts?
That makes your identity intact
When change on identity has the last impact?
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Not In Touch With Reality
They have no idea what reality is, while thinking God doesn’t exist.
These people seem to be everywhere, living their life without a care.
But the little reality that they see was planned by God in Eternity.
Friend, God created every single man as part of His Sovereign Plan.
Many my friend, believe God to be, nothing more than man’s fantasy.
The need for them to believe is something that they can’t conceive.
Instead of wanting to believe, they choose to live a life deceived.
They have no idea why they’re here and no belief beyond this sphere.
They only believe in natural birth then they simply decay in the earth.
Believing that they have evolved, when they die they just dissolve.
Truth for them is only relevant and it changes with every new event.
Sin to them is just a choice, while our concerns are simply noise.
Living life with an amoral mind, all moral thought by them is denied.
They say there are no absolutes, to what we claim to be God’s Truth.
But one question they will ignore, ask them are you absolutely sure?
They live in a world all their own and they’re going to die alone.
Their life of sin is not of The Lord, and by Him it will not be ignored.
All Sin and evil that you see will be destroyed, in the fire of Eternity.
Even if one ignores this fate, from God’s Judgment he won’t escape.
Reality they will know for sure when they’re in the fire forevermore.
For every single man’s reality extends, my friend, far into Eternity.
With no grasp of eternity, they have no idea what their end will be.
Even if they don’t understand, all before God’s Judgment will stand.
But friend they shall see, when before Him they’re on bended knee.
For every man has a destiny, and this they shall face in Eternity.
My Dearest Drug Friend
My dearest drug friend caught up in your trip,
Holding on tightly but still losing your grip.
My dearest drug friend passed out on the floor,
Full of insanity but still searching for more.
My dearest drug friend so messed in the mind,
Leaving the life you once had behind.
My dearest drug friend craving your coke,
Blinded by powder and chemical smoke.
My dearest drug friend you're slipping away,
If only you'd stop this damaging way.
My dearest drug friend hold on to your life,
Put down your gun and your blood-shedding knife.
My dearest drug friend stop selling your soul,
Stop playing with needles and paying the toll.
My dearest drug friend you're giving it all,
To drugs you'll bow down, to drugs you will fall.
My dearest drug friend you've chosen to die,
You gave drugs your life and that makes me cry.
poem by Pritisha Sardesai
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Final Straw
As I raise my head to broadcast my objection
As your latest triumph draws the final straw
Who died and lifted you up to perfection?
And what silenced me is written into law.
I can't believe where circumstance has thrown me
And I turn my head away
If I look I'm not sure that I could face you.
Not again. not today. not today.
If hatred makes a play on me tomorrow
And forgiveness takes a back seat to revenge
There's a hurt down deep that has not been corrected.
There's a voice in me that says you will not win.
And if I ignore the voice inside,
Raise a half glass to my home.
But it's there that I am most afraid,
And forgetting doesn't hold. it doesn't hold.
Now I don't believe and I never did
That two wrongs make a right.
If the world were filled with the likes of you
Then I'm putting up a fight. I'm putting up a fight.
Putting up a fight. make it right. make it right.
Now love cannot be called into question.
Forgiveness is the only hope I hold.
And love- love will be my strongest weapon.
I do believe that I am not alone.
For this fear will not destroy me.
And the tears that have been shed
It's knowing now where I am weakest
And the voice in my head. in my head.
Then I raise my voice up higher
And I look you in the eye
And I offer love with one condition.
With conviction, tell me why.
Tell me why.
Tell me why.
Look me in the eye.
Tell me why.
song performed by by REM
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Sonnet - Virtues Stay Forever
Just as how light dispels any darkness,
So also, knowledge drives off ignorance;
Revenge is captive held by forgiveness,
Lies are held in check by Truth's performance.
The world does one thing and says another;
The world says one thing and does something else;
You can't rely on your own dear brother;
To lie and to deceive, the world compels.
The paint of cheating flakes with time;
Mere bricks of truth get soon exposed to all;
Nothing distorts the beauty of a rhyme;
The foundation matters too, for a wall.
Yet, people prefer vices to virtues,
The rope that draws well-water ain't a noose.
poem by John Celes
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Itch
Ha ha ha (ahh)
Don't wanna hurt you (hurt you baby)
You think you love me, but you don't really know me
Don't wanna hurt you (hurt you baby)
Wanna go ride, not a backseat drive
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay I need
Ahhhhh ohh - something inside that you can't provide
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch again
I feel the itch
i-i-itch, i-i-i-i-itch (ahh)
i-i-itch (ahh), i-i-i-i-itch
Don't want to hurt you (hurt you baby)
You can hug me, but you can't really hold me
what I do, and it's crazy
Don't wanna be cold, but I'm out of control
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay that's true
Ahhhhh ooh - wish I could, but I can't be good
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch
I feel the itch again
i-i-itch, i-i-i-i-itch (ahh)
i-i-itch (ahh), i-i-i-i-itch
Cause I want to go down wanna feel my heart pound
Don't you know that I get restless
You can't reach where I need scratching
So feel the itch again
Itch
Itch
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay I need
Something inside that you can't provide
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch again
I feel the itch
Yeah yeah, I feel the itch again
i-i-itch
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Embracing Waltz
nothing was to oppose
nothing to be worried
embraced madly
to lead the darkest deep
warm embrace
the arena wide
shadow peeped
its access denied
forest stood holding horizon
to blink the existing paragon
solitude to blind the boredom
the bedroom, the holy cathedral
hectic anguish of achieving, non-achieved
warm embrace
the arena wide
shadow peeped
its access denied
lone luster made me stand
inside within the inside
to catch the breed
breed of legacy
the rounded truth of life, death
warm embrace
the arena wide
shadow peeped
its access denied
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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No Commitment
No commitment
Just purpose.
No faith
Just weak trust.
The life?
Just one more desire.
The love?
Just strange liar.
No surrender
Just false ego.
No care
Just mercy flow.
The respect?
Just identity suspect.
The service?
Just selfishly publish.
No identity
Just unknown entity.
No dependence
Just lonely existence.
The fear
Just inside prayer.
The God?
Just I myself.
Copyright © Shiv Abhishek Pande
poem by Shiv Abhishek Pande
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The Nirvana
Tracing the primordial culture of truth
in its oneness, we find the ultimate answer.
Still the negative effect prevails
increasing the confusion.
Existence in now, has a travesty of truth.
Can we breakaway from our past?
Can we exist between right and wrong?
Between good and evil?
Between truth and fiction?
How many faces has reality?
The Self amalgamates the formulations
provides the mind with the safe exits.
The visualization
was not a happening, not actuality
an escape from pain & reality?
The thoughts were always disturbing
creating a false identity.
Thoughtless self had no movement.
Was that the nirvana?
The final moksha?
poem by Satish Verma
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Angel's Fall
Emptiness follows me
just like a shadow
that's cast on a wall
reflecting a dark past
that won't set me free
trapped inside myself
of what came to be
I watch Angel's fall
Looking through stained glass
at the things that would never last
my eye's can no longer see
my place of serenity
as I watch Angel's fall
Losing my sense of reality
with voices screaming inside my head
the hunger I fed
is tearing inside my soul
hiding behind the pain I can't let go
I watch Angel's fall
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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How Could I Hide?
There is no escape
Always creeping, always following always there
Always here, there is nowhere to go
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to stay far from
No distance great enough
No wall strong enough
Never enough
How can you hide
From what is inside
How is that you could distance yourself from that who is in you
That who is you
How is that you could just not be the you who you are
How is it I could not be me
No matter what I do he's there he's in me he is me
How could I not be the sum of my mistakes?
How can You tell me that I'm more
How could I not be something to abhor
I cannot run from who I am, how is that not tied to what I did
What I do doesn't that become me? Do I become that?
My mind tells me that's wrong, my heart is evil, but it knows You
The part of me that does know You says You can erase it all
But I don't feel it, I'm sorry, I often don't, I feel like me
And to me that is the greatest torture to be me
Because the me that I think that I am is someone who I could never
Bear to live as, never, not ever
Instead of believing you I just ask How can I hide?
Can I hide from what's inside?
Can I cease to be me
Can I escape the mistakes
Can I escape the thoughts
Can I escape the identity
Can I escape from me
There is nowhere to run, nowhere I've gone
Nowhere I feel I can go
Will be far enough from me to escape me
Nothing in my mind feels sufficient to conquer me
I cannot divorce myself from what I believe makes me who I am
How could it not rule me, the evil thoughts I have thought
Are not just thoughts in the past, they're thoughts that last
They're thoughts I still think, how is there freedom from that evil
How is their cleansing from that sin
Truly without You there is no hope and I cannot win
But even with all You say about me I don't know how to change
Can I change my idea of me?
Can I come int my new identity?
Can I really escape when I cannot run?
I must fight against him
Show me Your love
Help me please
Cleanse me from 'me'
So that I can be me
poem by David Knox
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Knowing This Admission
I alone had to face my dysfunctions.
And to see them for what they were.
I was not going to live all of my life...
Pretending my experiences,
Did not rip my heart apart or hurt.
I began to express my emotions,
With a knowing of this admission...
Came from an inner strength,
And not a submission to weakness.
I would condense to convince,
Myself.
I could not hold my head up high,
If I kept my sorrows gone denied.
I alone had to face my dysfunctions.
And to see them for what they were.
I was not going to live all of my life...
Pretending my experiences,
Did not rip my heart apart or hurt.
I have healed from several illnesses,
None of which I needed to embrace.
I forced myself to analyze by looking inside...
To replace a charade,
That grew tired of masquerade.
I alone had to face my dysfunctions...
With a forgiveness I wanted to admit.
I did not want to live my life,
Condoning unhappiness.
I could not hold my head up high,
If I kept my sorrows gone denied.
And this,
After getting over it...
Has allowed me to increase,
My identity with a peace released!
And not an approval have I sought to seek,
From anyone who has yet to do what I have done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let The Inner Light Shine!
Sometimes in dream
I see only light,
The light that shines,
But Sometimes
play different colour!
Wonderful are these,
life and dreams,
without rhyme or reason,
They swiftly turn,
Change course and colour!
Sometimes only wearer know where the shoe pinches,
And others may laugh on his walk,
may it be relative or friend,
Friend is that one with heart, keep aside his own pain,
May all others smile or laugh,
No one to weep with,
friend full of loving heart,
ready to wipe tears of
crying heart!
May it be life, or it may be a dream!
Dreamer only know
how take dreams him far,
How great or how dreadful dreams are,
One has to face it all alone!
Is one's own mind give,
shape and form to his dreams,
Lest they are play of shadow and light,
Shade and colours mind feels!
What is that making
In my dream or life,
I only enjoy,
Or even I only suffer By unknown fear,
Everyone is busy in his own itch,
Who on this universe, has free hands to help,
Some leisure left is used to poke one's nose into others affairs,
Not to help, only to irritate and laugh?
Let inner light shine bright,
Stop inner turmoil and fight,
Let all useless thoughts die,
let only love shine,
glory of wisdom and knowledge divine,
Beyond horizon of limitations of human mind,
Every heart be true and kind!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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“reality”
Subjective mind creates its reality
Along with a substratum of duality
Mixed with a smidgen of credulity
Yet 'neath a soul sees only totality
ROTMS
‘As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain; and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality ’
Einstein,1922
“Truth is merely a refinement of ignorance”
Nietzsche
poem by Ray Lucero
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