A Dead Body
dead body
on the road...
no budy watch
it...
on the road...
dog only dead....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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For Eat
One the road...
The steet dog...
Eating...
Dead rat...
Another dog
Come to...
Wanted eat
Rat...body...
Dog to dog
Simply fighted at road...
Crow will come and
Pick up
The rat's dead body...!
For eat...!
The dogs Yaaaakkkkk...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Dead Or Alive
Well the new sheriff sent me a letter
Yes the new sheriff sent me a letter
He said, come up and see me dead or alive,
Come up and see me dead or alive.
Well its a hard road dead or alive
Its a hard road dead or alive
Well its a hard road dead or alive
Its a hard road dead or alive
Well I really dont like your hard rock hotel (yeah) sheriff
Well I really dont like your hard rock hotel, sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff
Dead or alive, no sheriff
Well its a hard road dead or alive
And its a hard road dead or alive
And its a hard road dead or alive
And its a hard road dead or alive
Well he even sent me my picture
(oh yeah, and hello)
He even sent me my picture
(yeah yeah)
Hey, how do I look boy (wonderful)
Dead or alive?
How do I look boy (sweet) dead or alive?
Its a hard road dead or alive
Its a hard road dead or alive
Well, its a hard road dead or alive
And its a hard road dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
Dead or alive
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Bom..
bom blast
on the road...
every budy dead...
the bom also....
thats is blast....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Dead Guy Stickers
In the USA,
They want to put dead guy pictures on cigarette packs.
With that brilliant logic in mind, I say put dead guy stickers on:
car windshields(dead guys in wrecks)
pistol and rifle handles (dead guys shot)
marriage licenses (dead spouses)
hamburger and hot dog wrappers (dead fat guys)
pies, cakes (more dead fat guys)
bathroom doors (thousands of dead guys in bathrooms every year)
bicycles (road kill dead guys)
fire places (burnt dead guys)
swimming pools (drown dead guys)
every electrical outlet (fried dead guys)
air plane tickets (dead passenger guys)
the beach (shark bit dead guys)
cities (shot dead guys)
air (blue dead guys)
fish (poisoned dead guys)
motorcycles (more road kill dead guys)
scarfs (strangled dead guys)
football helmets (brain dead guys)
hot tubs (more drowned dead guys)
and so on.
Just about everything can kill you, such as:
Mothers (dead baby guys plus dead fathers)
Fathers (dead baby guys plus dead mothers)
Police(multiple dead guys and chicks)
Drugs (multiple dead guys and chicks)
and so on.
Once everything has a dead guy sticker on it,
You've been warned and the world will be safer, right?
It shows we care, right?
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Quiescent
The feat,
Your feet,
Quizzical!
But the quiescent of this muse is from the eating.
Quiescent, tin, tins, in, it, is, queen, queens, sue, teen;
And like a dead bird on the road,
But the quiescent of your muse is in the making.
Quiescent, sent, scent, set, sit, quiet, quest, quite, teens;
And like a dead cat on the road,
But, you have to appease your friend with the muse of love.
Quiescent, cent, ten, net, nets, see, seen, tie, ties, nest, use;
And like a dead dog on the road,
But you need love to carry on this mission.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cosmopolitan Stink
it is a closed road
so i am included
as one without a
pass
i understand
perfectly
a new set of
dead bodies
whose flesh
are partly
eaten by fish
arrives today
from a boat
that meet
the storm
headlong
it sank
and the pointing fingers
grow like lichens
on the tree
the odors here
are dumped
and the nose
bleeds
body after body
wail after wail
too huge
for the cosmopolitan
street to handle
i shifted
my gaze
and take
another road
a hungry child,
families sleeping on the streets
of the city
imprisoned garbage
angry rats
caught at dead end
corners
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dead Mans Road
When I was young
Old man sat me on his knee
He told me if I had a dream
I could be what I wanna be
Now life goes on
A voice echoes in the wind
Its telling me to carry on
Now I know that its him
He said
Whoa, watch out boy
Dont go messin with your life cause it aint no toy
Lord help ya to carry lifes load
It could all pass you by down on dead mans road
Now I got a good woman
You know shes lookin out for me
And if I get a little blind
You know she helps me to see
But I gotta keep a runnin
Cause theyre catchin up to me
I think I hear that voice again
This time it says to me
He said
Whoa, watch out boy
Dont go messin with your life cause it aint no toy
Lord help ya to carry lifes load
Dont you let it pass you by down on dead mans road
Look out
When I was young
Old man sat me on his knee
He told me if I had a dream
I could be what I wanna be
Now life goes on
A voice echoes in the wind
Its telling me to carry on
Now I know that its him
He said
Whoa, watch out boy
Dont go messin with your life cause it aint no toy
Lord help ya to carry lifes load
Dont you let it pass you by down on dead mans road
Whoa, watch out boy
Dont go messin with your life cause it aint no toy
Lord help ya to carry lifes load
Dont you let it pass you by down on dead mans road
Whoa, watch out boy
Dont go messin with your life cause it aint no toy
Lord help ya to carry lifes load
Dont you let it pass you by down on dead mans road
song performed by by Cinderella
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On the Same Road...
that night i passed by the road
leading to the house where i live,
someone died on the road
i did not mind i am heading for home
this morning while going to the university
another body sprawled on the road, another dead body
there is a crowd of people
curious but not mourning
i do not stop for death
i am going towards mine and we who are still leaving cannot really be lucky
everyday we are dying
we simply have to wait for that fate
ful time
it is our turn we do not have to anticipate it
every hour
a part of us dies
it is enough sharing this moments of death
and so i said
i cannot stop for another person's death
destiny has once taken him
and there is nothing that i can do
i am also just merely passing by...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Further On
Where the road is dark
and the seat is soaked
where the gun is cocked
and the bullet's cold
where the miles are marked in blood and gold
I'll meet you further on up the road
Got on my dead man's suit
and my smilin' skull ring
my lucky graveyard boots
and a song to sing
I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold
and I'll meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road
further on up the road
where the way is dark
and the night is cold
but one sunny morning we'll rise, I know
and I'll meet you further on up the road
Well I been out in the desert
was doin' my time
searching through the dust
looking for a sign
if there's a light up ahead
well, buddy, I don't know
but I got this fever
burning in my soul
so let's take the good times as they come
and I'll meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road
further on up the road
where the way is dark
and the night is cold
one sunny morning we'll rise, I know
and I'll meet you further on up the road
one sunny morning we'll rise, I know
and I'll meet you further on up the road
yeah I'll meet you further on up the road
well I'll meet you further on up the road
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Our Numbness Along the Road Leading to Our Destiny
that night i passed by the road
leading to the house where i live,
someone died on the road
i did not mind i was eagerly heading for home
this morning while going to the university
another body sprawled on the road,
another dead body
there is a crowd of people
curious but not mourning
i do not stop for death
i am going towards mine
and we who are still living cannot really be surely
lucky
everyday we are dying
we simply have to wait for that fateful time
it is our turn we do not have to anticipate it
every hour
a part of us dies
it is enough
sharing these moments of death
and so i say
i cannot stop for another person's death
destiny has once taken him
and there is nothing that i can do
i am also just merely passing by...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Death With Dance
The road...
One dead body
Was going on...
Flower's are
Flow the friends
And relatives...
In front of
The dead body
Drumps play
With drink and
Dance too ugly
Dance...
Danching for friends...
It is sad...?
Or happy..?
It is indian moment...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Further On (Up The Road)
Where the road is dark
And the seat is soaked
Where the gun is cocked
And the bullets cold
Where the miles are marked in blood and gold
Ill meet you further on up the road
Got on my dead mans suit
And my smilin skull ring
My lucky graveyard boots
And a song to sing
I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold
And Ill meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way is dark
And the night is cold
But one sunny morning well rise, I know
And Ill meet you further on up the road
Well I been out in the desert
Was doin my time
Searching through the dust
Looking for a sign
If theres a light up ahead
Well, buddy, I dont know
But I got this fever
Burning in my soul
So lets take the good times as they come
And Ill meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way is dark
And the night is cold
One sunny morning well rise, I know
And Ill meet you further on up the road
One sunny morning well rise, I know
And Ill meet you further on up the road
Yeah Ill meet you further on up the road
Well Ill meet you further on up the road
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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To The Road
Cool is the wind, for the summer is waning,
Who 's for the road?
Sun-flecked and soft, where the dead leaves are raining,
Who 's for the road?
Knapsack and alpenstock press hand and shoulder,
Prick of the brier and roll of the boulder;
This be your lot till the season grow older;
Who 's for the road?
Up and away in the hush of the morning,
Who 's for the road?
Vagabond he, all conventions a-scorning,
Who 's for the road?
Music of warblers so merrily singing,
Draughts from the rill from the roadside up-springing,
Nectar of grapes from the vines lowly swinging,
These on the road.
Now every house is a hut or a hovel,
Come to the road:
Mankind and moles in the dark love to grovel,
But to the road.
Throw off the loads that are bending you double;
Love is for life, only labor is trouble;
Truce to the town, whose best gift is a bubble:
Come to the road!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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I Won't Get Grazed
I'm going away to see my own
And tread my earth
I've got no ordinary gain
By to set my worth
I get enough and I get too late
And if I fall down on the road
Then I won't get grazed
I cannot let you take my time
Or till my earth
You've had enough of life to see
That it shakes my nerve
All of these things I can't get straight
And if I'm falling to the road
Then I won't get grazed
I've had two of them or three
And I just get hurt
I watch me crawling down the road
Trying to guess my worth
I know not what I'm trying to say
But if I'm falling on this road
Then I won't get grazed
I watch you running down the road
So I get mine worked out
But you watch me falling on the run
And you have me called out
All of these things they get so strange
Just kill me falling on the road
But I won't get grazed (x4)
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from One From The Modern
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What If I Took The Road Less Travelled By?
there were only two choices,
that was during his time,
the road less,
and the road more,
whatever that means,
you know it
and i know it
and i have chosen the road more:
more people, more opportunities
more laughter, more entertainment,
more and more
the more that we can conceive in our
minds,
less the soul, more in the body
on an imbalanced
trichotomy,
what if i have chosen the road less traveled by?
less the lust,
less the fame,
less the money, more pains, more grief,
less the acceptance of the family,
and less the looking up
smiling faces of society,
i could have been dead by now,
betrayed by all of you,
and so, thank me, fate, thank me luck,
for i am here with you
in this party of rivers of drinks and mountains of food,
in this luxuries of lust and
favors,
here we are in this ballroom
of music and dances
we all smell like rats
feel like crocodiles
and spit fires like dragons
inside the walls of
our extinction.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The only difference between a dead skunk lying in the road and a dead lawyer lying in the road is that there are skid marks around the skunk.
quote by Patrick Murray
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Nowhere Road
Theres trouble on the subway
Theres something on the track
Theres a dead end waiting and
We cant go back
So take it to the highway
Head back and open wide
Step right up and take a nowhere ride
Chorus:
Its a nowhere road
Its a nowhere road
No matter where it goes its a
Nowhere road
Its a nowhere road and Im tired
Its a nowhere job and Im fired
It dont matter what they say
You cant get there going this way
From l.a. to miami
And all points in between
Look outside you get the same old scene
You take it to the highway
You travel far and wide
Caterpillars carving up the country side
Chorus
Its a nowhere road and Im tired
Repeat
song performed by by Fastball
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I Wont Get Grazed
Im going away to see my own
And tread my earth
Ive got no ordinary gain
By to set my worth
I get enough and I get too late
And if I fall down on the road
Then I wont get grazed
I cannot let you take my time
Or till my earth
Youve had enough of life to see
That it shakes my nerve
All of these things I cant get straight
And if Im falling to the road
Then I wont get grazed
Ive had two of them or three
And I just get hurt
I watch me crawling down the road
Trying to guess my worth
I know not what Im trying to say
But if Im falling on this road
Then I wont get grazed
I watch you running down the road
So I get mine worked out
But you watch me falling on the run
And you have me called out
All of these things they get so strange
Just kill me falling on the road
But I wont get grazed (x4)
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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Bound No’th Blues
Goin’ down the road, Lawd,
Goin’ down the road.
Down the road, Lawd,
Way,way down the road.
Got to find somebody
To help me carry this load.
Road’s in front o’ me,
Nothin’ to do but walk.
Road’s in front of me,
Walk…an’ walk…an’ walk.
I’d like to meet a good friend
To come along an’ talk.
Hates to be lonely,
Lawd, I hates to be sad.
Says I hates to be lonely,
Hates to be lonely an’ sad,
But ever friend you finds seems
Like they try to do you bad.
Road, road, road, O!
Road, road…road…road, road!
Road, road, road, O!
On the no’thern road.
These Mississippi towns ain’t
Fit fer a hoppin’ toad.
poem by Langston Hughes
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Road Block
Yeah!, all right!
Oh, ain't no problem
Carry no heavy load
Lord, no!
Why can't i love you, baby ?
You try to block my road.
You try to block my road. hey!
Oh, better off to hand you
Everything i own, ha ha ha ha!
Strange to see you waiting for me,
You try to block my road, yeah yeah,
Try to block my road
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block daddy daddy daddy
Road block
Road block
Alright on the road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Yeah! road block
Road block, alright, alright, alright!
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Whoa road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Road block
Yeah!
Try to block my road, daddy daddy daddy
I said now every time i turn around
Why, try to block my road
Why did you try to hurt me try to block my road
I said all i ever wanted to do was try to block my road
N-now all i ever wanted to do was to love you try to block my road
Tell me, tell me, tell me try to block my road
Tell me, tell me, tell me now try to block my road
Waaah try to block my road
Waaah try to block my road
Try to block my road.
Ha ha!
Oh, ain't no problem
Carry no heavy load
Oh no, no!
Why can't i love you, baby ?
You try to block my road.
Hey hey, try to block my road,
Now now, try to block my road
Right, right, honey right now!
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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