A Killing, Its Not Love
Talk less and stand quiet
Your lamentation has lost its viability
And when you tried much to touch
I was with your touch
But now its a legend
Nowhere to keep your own soul
Nowhere to fly your extended dream
Now an alone nestler just listen the sound of dripping
A bitter hangover just splashing our feathers
The broken mast some formulated mutants
Trying to catch the serenity....ha......
The bogus doctrine-supplier simply... your brain
Every moment you suck the shackles of eternity
Go beyond all origins of morality and find
A dream-breaker shouts loud to strangle your death
To life again with hostile manifesto which hangs
from the high of negative positivity.....
Tell me again those untold fever you had under the cloak
Tell me those undoubted domination which had their
Main toilet to reach and you with prophetic amnesia
Simultaneously bite your boobs and cried for the cramps
of unknown untasted maternity.....hey, the gypsy guy
Anchor nowhere your destiny dictates to keep silence
And follow the sensation your inself builds.........
Wake up the morning greets you again to brood and breed........
Pranab k c
16/06/2011
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Death-Statement
Death has no color at all yet
you the liar
the poet and painter
tried to make me convinced
much colorful journey to anchor
whenever the gossip begins
you cried with enthusiastic arrogance
to simply the eternity infinity
with its gorgeous act to guide the chariot
blunt bogus the orthodox maniac
never tried to catch the origin
by dying you own
words and brushes
many times illustrate
a deep romantic ambiance
as if
death is the destiny to grab
with heroic passion
liar you are
I don't believe you
the poet and painter
you only know the way to
tremendous self-suffering
to enjoy death every moment
actually you don't live
live your ideas...
Pranab k c
03/09/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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First Date
Whatever happened
To the teenage romance
Is it hidden in a tacky magazine
Everybodys talking
Saying trash is neat
You think its good fun
But its never that free
Who is the man of the moment
Does his image stand ten feet tall
Or is he just a cardboard hero
Staring down at you from your wall
You can dream but you cant touch
You can dream but not too much
You can dream but you cant touch
You can dream but not too much
Friday night
Out on the town
Its a special date
First time around
You read all about the story book romance
He stands there waiting
And you want to hold his hand
Saturday
Youre broken down
Your heart is lying somewhere
Is it lost or found
You can dream but you cant touch
You can dream but not too much
You can dream but you cant touch
If this is love its not enough
You can dream but you cant touch
You can dream but not too much
You can dream but you cant touch
You want a love that costs too much
You can dream but you cant touch
If this is love its not enough
You can dream of tender touch
Dont let your heart be lost to love
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Dare To Dream
(paul begaud/vanessa corish/wayne tester)
I am my own believer
In my heart the reason
I will follow the light from within
Im not afraid of weakness
Im gonna taste the sweetness
Of the power not to give in
Oh I will see it through
I believe this is my moment of truth
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream
I will go the distance
Embrace resistance
I will lay my soul on the line
When the wait is over
And the hunger has spoken
If I give my all,i will shine
Oh I will see it through
I believe, this is my moment of truth
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream,oh
And the heart will shine like the sun
A million voices together as one
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
(find the strength to set my spirit free)
Find the strength to do what I believe
(I believe)
Dare to dream
Dare to dream
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Unreal Touch
When I think of you
I close my eyes and imagine
holding you in my arms.
I get so lost in my thought
that I feel your touch,
That unreal touch.
When I dream of you,
the dream is so real
that I never want to wake up.
But I do wake up and I realize
that touch was again,
an unreal touch.
How I long to feel your touch,
to hold you in my arms again.
But now everytime I feel your touch,
it's always that unreal touch.
So when I go to bed tonight,
I'll dream of you and feel
that unreal touch.
When I wake up,
I'll think of you and again,
feel that unreal touch.
poem by Adam McKim
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The Memory Of Suicide
I sit and think of the moment I shall have
The moment I leave this place to find what is truely mine
The moment I will soon have
I sit and think of the pain, the joy
Of watching myself go, as if in a dream
The moment I stop being time's toy
I sit and I wait for it to come; the freedom, the passion
As I watch the blood fall so red, so heavenly
The cuts and scars are my fassion
I sit and I stair in the eyes of death as life comes to an end
I shall be free, I shall have all I want
And then for you I shall send
Feel the breath of suicide
See it's face
Love it, charish the memory, suicide
As I sit and wait I feel her grasp on my soul, on my mind
I feel her voice chanting her name 'suicide.... suicide'
She is for me she is my love, she is so kind
I know I shall be with her for ever in eternity, in her home
I know how sweet her voice, her touch
You should follow you should come
As I sit and wait I know she will love me like her own
I know I have come home to her, and will stay with her
For my broken heart she has sewn
As I sit and wait she closes in on me so dark, so cold
I will join her in the dark in the serenity
And I know you will follow as you are told
Feel the breath of suicide
See her face
Love her, charish the memory, suicide
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Paradox of Practicality
practicality ignites futile dodges
impracticality arbitrates soul to high
wide emancipation pledges the life
to feel to fly where none gone before
here you hang on clear impurity
mutiny begins when practical lost charms
again effect kills cause when causes are planned
every pure is pulp of uncertain vibrant
know not how to follow
the heart with the dream
where dream means the unreal
shows the real from forbidden!
Pranab k c
30/01/11
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Dream Catcher
Hanging by the window,
the dream catcher waits,
to catch me a dream, that's hopefully great.
Quiet and still, it waits in the night,
to catch a dream, traveling in flight.
Its web is of leather, its feathers light,
the magic it works, carries great height.
Will it bring me a lover, a funny story or song?
or, will it bring nightmares
where everything goes wrong...
The time is now near, for me to lie down
and wait for a dream that's happy and sound.
Dream catcher, dream catcher,
caution you please,
my heart is now calm, my mind is at ease
Go in the night and find what you will,
catch me a dream
that's meaningful and still.
poem by by unknown author
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A Cinematographic Longing
Pranab k c
06/2011
patch of light makes me confused
long dark green the surroundings
but the gold playing a magic marvel
when fog a little tired to triumph over the sight
just look catches that beauty to brood
feet getting flattering to move that dense
heart a bit blistering to touch the patch
silence long that profound cool awaiting
sometimes a far away amity of unborn truth
sometimes a senseless fragrance of smoky mountain
perplexed the reason of birth as the life
mingled with light and shade
if sun is truth why so unseen cold so long
makes all the sip sovereign with mist and myth
never born any legend to kick rightly the drowsiness
if strong is our mistic passion why such cloud
appears random to rub the face of stony erection
galaxy not the cage to escape from divan
but simply a patch of shiny green away
erase all the fathom of shattered solitude
dominates whole heart unmatched with life and death
unmatched drowning sensation from easy to eagerness
for knowing the pit thousands of impossible to penetrate
the end, the origin of origin, the standing temporary tabulation
of beauty, ill-beauty, not-beauty or no any demand
of hanging seeking the charm of metaphor or Mephistofeles
only crickets are unique in revolt to bit the drum
O' the dear of dirty feelings a life is nothing
only to begin another for fog and sunshine
the soul spreads just beside our old tavern
patch of light the ultimate sojourn hallucinates
all the liking for living
(14/06/2011/India)
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Do You Get Hurt
when you
talk much
I get tense
'cause
just a bit after
you'll
talk bogus
and
you'll lose
your personality
when you talk
i keep silence
'cause
your feelings
not yet crystalised
to build
your realisation
Pranab k c
05/07/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Track Of Loneliness
silence plays no pleasing ride
not chaos
a lonely track of befusing
to its last breath
runs simply to make its ruin
man means money
if society you follow
the charm to chariot
meaningless to put its meaning
beyond these the busy track
locates you with definite arrow
day seeks hide
to nights apron
night flows
as stream follows unknown source
the silent origin
but to me
wind blows high
the depth of departing clock
ticks no talk
since its ultimate lock
deadly exists to stupidity
encircled orbit of life and death
lower much lower the templing shadow
the tomb looks high to touch
that sovereign savor
creates or createless
static tranquil
silence plays no good
no chaos plays the evil
the shadow and snobbery
high the hell dreaming the heavn of beauty
man means money
whether alive or dead
dip or drop
saint or salient
the track of loneliness
follows you
to its extreme....
Pranab k c
28/09/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Gargantua
Though the sign says "Monterey: forty light years from right here,
" We'll go anyway got a head start on the clouds as the view,
dream-like, rolls away, while every song you hate is playing
in your head softly a loving sound
Now the quiet never stays porcelain elvis heads and gamma rays
keeping me awake with this fine knit elastic cloud,
stretching out living new age golden days
but when I think out loud my stupid little voice gets lost
Fascination, overkill and sensation whole and violent when you're high
you might touch down in gardens of gargantua
when all the world is spinning say hello to him from all of us
when all is all undone and sung without a sound
over the always nobody elevates hoping for enlightning voices
out of nowhere fastened tight crashing light into walls
if you look around at all you might feel small where the soul lives
where the whole thing is going down
Every now and then I fall out into open air just to feel the wind,
rain and everything and though the hum and sway gets me down
I'll find the way to peace and openness but when
I think out loud my stupid little voice gets lost in fact
I'm waiting for everyone to shut up...
song performed by by I Mother Earth
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Who Dares To Ban Your Voice
habituation the real hostile
against your homosapiens interception
leads you to a ditch where beasts are genuine match
not the human whom you learned from the pages
of substantial seldom peeps from the racks of book-buggers
if such statements prove false to your intellect
simply the paradox here I set to make you perplexed
just follow the knot of binding hangs you from social truth-
corrupted eyes can't believe the human justice
'cause ambiance acts the main factor where habituation
of having injustice stands as the parameter of looking at time
everywhere your eyes finds conspiracy behind the changing scenario
now is the scope you gossip brilliantly to defy the demand
you posses by birth perhaps not the logistic missiles
the liberty of speech any form you like and suit
not to be shot for that guilt
habituation of having the domination
you think your birth-right
if not, breed the rose colored with your blood
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Follow Your Dream
The sign above the doorway
reads Follow Your Dream,
whatever dream that may be.
Reach out for the heavens
and catch a falling star,
make your wish under the moonlight
and dream it will come true.
We have no life without our dreams
so follow them readily.
Make each one so special
and it will come true.
Follow the trail it puts you on
and follow it constantly.
Persistence will find that rainbow
you seek at the end.
All you have to do
is follow your dream.
1 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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I listen to the silence
I Listen To The Silence
Darkness about me
In the somnolent silence
The silence has substance
As thick as can be
silence about me
as loud as a scream
In a nightmarish dream
It can terrify me
Silence has a feel
Of darkness in velvet cloaked
As a desperate cry being choked
Phantasmic, yet real
As Quiet surrounds me
The silence has substance
The absence of presence
is deafening to me
Sounds whispery as paper
Things scurry about me
Sounds, soft, sad and scaly
Like venom and vapour
Silence is sound incomplete
Silence whirs, silence hums
Silence throbs, silence thrums
Silence has it’s own heartbeat
Quiet has movement,
Tho’ever so slow
Quiet has substance
and how do I know?
I listen to the silence...
as you do also
poem by David Whalen
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Denstiny
Whatever it takes i will rule my destiny,
With no fear i will hunt my destiny.
Corrupt and exploited minds control my ways
But still i will get my destiny.
My destiny though tiny,
I will get it in full.
Never will i share it with anyone,
Not even my only one.
No man knows my destiny but God alone,
For life is but a dream.
And if at all we will wake up
i pray that i should wake up clean.
I let the talk, talk the talk,
And the walk, walk the walk
For it is those who seek that find,
And those he (God) pleases that he blesses.
But for me, blessed or not,
Either way i will live into my own story.
And get my destiny.
poem by Saint Thomas
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And so I dream...
I yearn to find that love that shall consume my very being,
When each time feels new just like the first,
To free the emotions that live deep within a dreamers heart,
To arouse those feelings with just a mere gaze,
To see into a soul without even trying,
I crave that touch that can melt me to the core,
To be released of all fear when control is lost,
To find that feeling of utter peace in your arms,
To know your touch without ever having felt it,
Yet I know that an eternity shall roll by,
Before I ever see into that part of my soul,
And while few shall know only some of me,
Only one shall know all... And so I dream...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Dreams
We go to bed with a dream,
We get up with a dream.
All our life we strive for a dream.
All our life we dream.
It’s beautiful to live with a dream,
Though sometimes we suffer.
There are moments we scream
And life seems to be a tougher.
We all dream to achieve a goal.
Our dream is an elixir of longevity.
It’s an elixir for our undying soul,
It’s Gods gift and His charity.
The one who can dream survive,
A dream widens the world,
That one always feels alive.
Inside the brain a dream unfurls.
Calendars are just ruthless,
But we are still proud of our age.
Even being toothless (ha ha)
We dream to perform on a stage.
The book of life I cherish,
I try to reach my dream.
My soul makes it garish
And strive for another dream.
May be my dream won’t come true
As devil hurts sometimes
But the beautiful picture I drew
Will be the bells chimes.
So, dream, my dear friend,
Up to the last breath, up to the end!
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
February 15,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My Search For Silence
I'll sit here in my bedroom
where the silence is sometimes deafening
(when I have thoughts on my mind
that need to be discussed) .
As I clear my mind to listen
to the silence
I realize there is no silence here.
The ticking of the old wind-up alarm clock
becomes so loud...
I feel compelled to move
my ''experiment'' to another room.
I find a comfortable spot
in the bathroom.
Sitting on the bench that normally holds
the all-important reading material
I begin to listen for the silence.
It takes very little time
for me to realize this is not the room
for silence.
The sink begins dripping
almost as if to mock me
and say ''Silence...yeah right! ''
I tighten the faucet only
to be laughed at by the toilet
as it makes it's usual
groan while it levels off the water in the bowl.
This is surely not the room for silence.
I head to the kitchen.
There must be silence here.
I find it still and quiet until I really listen.
The flourescent light above the stove
is whining as if to say ''I'm here! ''
I turn it off and begin my quest for silence
once more.
The refridgerator lets out a God-awful noise
that makes me jump.
It only last a few seconds but it's enough
to ruin the mood.
I begin to wonder if silence
can ever truly be found
in a house that is lived in.
I go sit in the living room.
As I plop down on the micro-suede couch
and listen to the music it makes against my flannel pajamas
I laugh.
Who wants silence?
I love the sounds of my life.
This house is full of sounds...
love, laughter, water dripping, lights flickering,
the clocks ticking....
and I'm listening
and loving every sound!
Positivity
Yes,yes,yes,yes,yes
Positivity yes
Have u had your plus sign 2 day?
Positivity yes
Do we mark u present, or do we mark u late?
Is that a good man
Walking down that street with that money in his hand
Is that a good man?
Why do u dog him
If that was yo father, tell me, would u dog him then
Would u dog him?
Positivity yes
Have u had your plus sign 2 day?
Positivity yes
Do we mark u present, or do we mark u late?
Is that all your gold?
Where did it come from? what did u have 2 do? (did u have 2 do)
Can u sleep nights?
Do u dream straight up or do u dream in ws?
Positivity yes
Have u had your plus sign 2 day?
Positivity yes
Do we mark u present, or do we mark u late?
Na na na na na na, so slow
Positivity yes
Na na na na na na, so slow
Can a boy who drops out at school
At 13 years of age
Answer the 2 of life and death
When it slaps him in the face?
Whos 2 blame when hes got no place 2 go
And all hes got is the sense 2 know
That a life of crimell help him beat u in the race
Help him beat u in the race (help him beat u in the race)
Positivity
Positivity yes
Have u had your plus sign 2 day?
Positivity yes
Do we mark u present, or do we mark u late?
Na na na na na na, so slow (na na na na na na, so slow)
Chorus
Na na na na na na, so slow (say it again - na na na na na na, so slow)
Positivity yes
Na na na na na na, so slow
Wave your hands 4 positivity yall!
All the boys and all the girls (all the boys and all the girls)
U r the new kings of the world!
Shall the court sing together
In every mans life there will be a hang-up
A whirlwind designed 2 slow u down
It cuts like a knife and tries 2 get in u
This spooky electric sound
Give up if u want 2 and all is lost
Spooky electric will be your boss
Call people magazine, rolling stone
Call your next of kin, cuz your ass is gone
Hes got a 57 mag with the price tag still on the side
Cuzzin when spooky say dead, u better say died
Or u can fly high right by spooky and all that he crawls 4
Spooky and all that he crawls 4
Dont kiss the beast
We need love & honesty, peace & harmony
Positivity
Love & honesty, peace & harmony
I said, hold on 2 your soul, u got a long way 2 go
Sho nuff, sho nuff, sho nuff
Dont kiss the beast
Be superior at least
Hold on 2 your soul, yall, court, sing
Hold on 2 your soul, we got a long way 2 go
Hold on 2 your soul
song performed by by Prince
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Wake Me Gently
I was scared to death
Afraid to close my eyes
And find that I was gone
Like every other one
Who left before the dawn
I vanished in the air
Am I still there
Wake me gently
If you can Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
And in my sleep
I look so lifeless on this bed
Laid out on satin sheets
This dream's a novel
That I don't dare complete
No happy ending read
I think the hero's dead
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
Me to my slumber
And I'll never come home
Please help me, I'm frightened
Of what's going on
What's going on
And if I can't wake up Will I be all alone
A stranded orphan here
Or will I bump into
Some other wandering soul
And will they talk to me
Somebody, somebody please rescue me
Wake me gently
If you can
Wake me gently
Just touch my hand
Wake me gently
Pull my sleeve
'Cuz where I'm at
Is where I want to leave
I wanna leave
I wanna leave
I wanna wake up
I wanna leave
I don't wanna stay
I wanna leave
I wanna go
I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Just wake me up
I wanna go home
Wake me up please
'Cuz I wanna go home
I wanna go home
Wake me
Wake me
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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