Moon Insane and A Poet Lunatic
An insane moon hangs from rainwet sky
but why
Out of mood a long day
totally farce the surroundings
all day long
composed an obituary
strictly for me
to dedicate
totally no pleasing avenue was there
to move keeping hands on others
not metaphysically
not sexually
it guards me
follows me
from sunset
just behind from the mafia's palaces
behind towers of cells, radars
behind leaves of low-profile trees
baggaging to be vanished today or tomorrow
the moon insane never leaves me alone
but why
nostalgic masturbation from adolescent days
looking at the peaks of hostel girls bumming oil
those buildings looks crooked tonight
moon peeps through those portico yet
my hands are smoky today
fuming with vanity
not to beg
not to snatch
just to leave
all the hazards
my legs are tough to kick the masks
even my own hangs everywhere
plea of adjustment
you my insane
causeless follows with serene beauty
in front
back
beside
wherever I move
pleasing my sensation
the bloody celestial
hate to hate your body
out of my grip
better come close to my knee
I'll saturate all the agony
one birth could preserve
just to finish oneself
insanity contaminates
getting my lunatic face
once again when my darkness
falls upon the walls my room
I stand useless without a word
to write again
Pranab k c
07/04/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Insane
Somebody told me it was over
Nobody told me where it began
No one believes in you
I understand
Like a blind man
Whos lost his way
No one hears a word
Of what you say
I forgive you
Would you do the same
I would believe you
If only youd be true
I would believe if it were true
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane insane
I dont know where youve been looking
I think its only in your mind
Its tied so tight inside of you
All the thoughts unkind
I would believe you
If only youd be true
I would believe if it were true
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane
Insane
I would believe you
If only youd be true
Im getting older
And I cant escape time
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same or me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane insane
Insane
song performed by by Texas
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Absolutely Bills Mood
I was born in a lighthouse, my mother was the sea
I crawled to school each morning, when it occured to me
That lifes just a mood ring were not allowed to see
And this is what it said to me
My room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And theres someone always calling my name
He calls when Im alone
And he calls when Im not home
And he calls when Im stuck out in the rain
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Now listen all you swingers, dont you try to tag along
I know monkey see, but monkeys dead, for you it would be wrong
Put a dime in my jukebox, youll only hear this song
And it wont be fun for long
Because my room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And theres someone always calling my name
He calls when Im alone
And he calls when Im not home
And he calls when Im stuck out in the rain
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Thank you
Thank you
My room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And theres someone always calling my name
He calls when Im alone
And he calls when Im not home
And he calls when Im stuck out in the rain
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
Im insane
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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2 In 1
I thinkabout the sun
from sunset to sunrise
like hideand seek, this celestial object
hides from me, and when the sun leaves
the moon peaks from behind the darkness
i stay outall night just to harnest,
midnights beauty, she's sucha beauty
the stars make-up the midnight sky,
like make up they shine when she blushes
Likea shush, the darkness remains silent
at midnights still, the wind blows
and you can feel, the touch of beauty
as the light of the moon shines on the concrete
to reflect hidden sunshine
afterall the sun hides behind the moon
likea celestial game of peeka boo,
then the sun rises to takea peak
Dont stare to longas beauty can blind
and then you willonly beable to feel
the warm embrace of the sun
as it shines over your bodyand
it kisses your cheek puttinga smile
on your face, a smileonly the
sun or moon can make you display,
as it is for the glow of the moon
or the suns rays
poem by Clinton ricks
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The Moon
The moon hangs in the sky, shining so bright;
Everything below, enveloped in a silvery light.
Once darkened corners, are now subtlely lit,
As, silhouetted against the moon, bats now flit.
The moon appears early, on a winter’s afternoon;
Aware that the onset of darkness, will begin soon.
Occasionally, we get to witness a solar eclipse,
When the moon, in front of the sun’s face, slips.
The milky moon, reflected on the restless ocean,
Highlights the wild water’s never ending motion.
A silvery ribbon stretches from horizon to shore;
A mesmerising sight which, many people adore.
This celestial light is totally natural in its source:
Commanding tides, with a strong, gravitational force.
The moon waxes and wanes, from full to crescent:
Whatever form it takes, the view is always pleasant.
Everything in sight, is painted with a silvery splash,
As darkness and light, now mix together, and clash.
From the moon, there radiates a milky, white glow,
Which kisses everything, in its path, down below.
Illuminated by the sun, the moon appears to shine;
But this is all down to its make-up and clever design.
The moon is highlighted against the black, velvet sky,
And will still be hanging there, years after we all die.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder” (The Billion-Dollar Question)
We must all stay aware…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder….,
It’s been increasing for years….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Can’t dare turn our backs….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
It’ll sneak up and kill us…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
It’s hard to believe and conceive….
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
That’s why so many are blind….,
To the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !
We’ve seen the bloody attacks…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
So we must face the facts….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Yes they’re after us all…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
Their radical religion condones it….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Can we control it or stop it….,
So it won’t go any further….? ? ?
That’s the billion-dollar question….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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The rising of the moon.
The sun is up most every day, but what just what happends when the the sun leaves us. We see the moon every night, yet we think nothing of it, but I.. Well I am tied with the moon, as long as the the moon shall remain strong I shall stand strong beside it, the moon is my simbale for it has been my simble sence birth and shall remain my simble till death. Every twilight I shall rise with the moon as the sun falls.
poem by Zoe Blackbird
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Blood Keeper
Do it right
Save time
Make love
Feel fine about everything
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane.
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Look right
Shield my eyes
Cough it up
Apologize to everyone
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Lovely body parts for everyone
Come and take them off right now
What do you need them for, its just the two of us
No ones asking you why
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Do it right
Save time
Close the nest
Wash your hands of everyone
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
Im obsessed, Im a wreck, Im insane
Isnt that what you want me to say?
Dont you need to feel my blood on the tracks today?
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Descend
Sitting back I only wish
Today will turn out fine
And wash away the stain
The poison in my eyes
What do you recommend?
I feel my life descending
Im falling out of reach
Catch me as I bleed (again)
Im not insane
Cant reach the pain
Chorus:
If I could be all by myself
I could be me
If you could see, live with my pain
The thoughts that I keep
I hate the way they are
Their patronising thoughts
Tried to get inside my head
Ask the question I have read
But one thing makes it hard
Feel so fragile as I cry
So confused yet so alive
So abused the system lied
You lied to me
Im not insane
Cant reach the pain
Chorus
Alone ....alone
Hands appeared around my neck
Felt so hard to breathe I stared
As my focus turned to haze
I could see them
Im not insane
Cant stand the pain
Chorus
song performed by by Feeder
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Diary Of a Madman
What could it mean.
Living beyond shame and fear of the unknown.
Insanity is incredible
And sanity is unstable
The diary of the insane is history.
And memory is long lost in the desert
Of the heart.
To an insane,
Sanity is insanity
And insanity is sanity.
The soul of an insane has gone far beyond earth.
But the sane is oblivious
Of the fate of his own soul
After the final call.
Above all,
Is sanity sane?
No. For bad temperament is
Madness in itself.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Shadows of life! ! !
Com stay in shadows of mine
Shadows of life
Sun dawn at beach
Walkig on moon
Shadows of life
Day bright light aftr darkness
Wht can get it to go thru
Nuthng just an insane clip of my life
Shadows of life
Dunt stay in my life
Leave me alone
Thers nuthng I can offer u
excpt disapointmnt
Take it light or ruin it totally unvoid
There's nuthng I can describe
Shadows of life
Nuthing in my hands
Walking on moon
Day bright light aftr darkness
Wht can get it to go thru
Nuthing just a sweet attempt of urs
Shadows of life
poem by Somia Race
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For You Baby
Pranab k c
21/08/2011
'Geniuses are perverted
but all pervert are not genius'
holding such a hand written banner
a semi-insane waited in the queue
when the bus arrived to the stop
the semi-insane told the attendant
'would it go to that land
only animals and plants reside closely
where pervert and genius never get pass'
attendant looked silently the face
took the banner from his hand
and wrote with quick stroke
'only insane could differentiate
animal from man, semi-insane can't'
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Dust Moon
How long have I been running far far away from you
As many miles as I've gone
Still the darkness comes on
There will be a crimson moon tonight
Dust moon rises...your face haunts me so
Dust moon rises...sanity leaving me soon
I still see your blood on the face of the moon
Your face haunts me, nothing clear now
Dust moon has risen
Bloody, mocking moon
Daylight seems lifetimes away, eternal midnight
Keep running away
Dust moon has risen...haunting me so
Dust moon rises...sanity, leaving me so soon?
I still see your face on the blood of the moon
And when the dust moon rests his weary head
And the sunshine begins to rise
Will I still be here or will I be dead
Is the dawn of a new day just a lie?
Unintelligible
Looking back to those days
I wonder... yes I wonder now
If this is where I should stand today
I dare say that following my fate
Or should I say a destiny that I made
Is something that makes me insane
How long will I deny it for myself
That as I stumble along the way
The dirt that is being dug up
Is thrown all over my face
poem by Rose de Ramar
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My Hands
my hands have ten rivers
there are furrows of sorrows in the destiny of my palms
no mountain peaks to view the world
holistically,
my hands have ten crystal clear ponds
my hands mirror my face
my hands surrender
my hands open
they are all yours too and you are so cruel
you are telling me like you detest me in the residence of your full moon
you do not need rivers, you had enough of my surrender, you are ashamed
of open hands, you touch me and then you make a plea
'please close your hands and with your ten rivers, please sail away from me! '
i know what a full moon is. I too had enough of its light and silence.
i have the nerves of the stars, and i know what sailing away means.
let me thank you for your dark skies, your clouds are too heavy for me.
i am raining tears, too salty for my ten rivers.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Moon, We Look to You.
Moon, you have a shade of blue tonight –
Is it something that you saw or heard?
Only yesterday, your tone was proud and bright,
Yellow silver, full, and so assured.
Moon, despite the clarity of sky,
Metaphors of cloud that fluff with grey
Drift across your rounded face to spy;
Feeding back, there's awfully much to say.
Moon, you have a role to play up there –
We below must bear the earthly pain.
Duty bound, we shoulder sorrows fair –
You are free from our grotesque disdain.
Moon, we depend on you to shine
When the sun retires down below.
Add to that your grandest role divine:
Tidal Lord, to keep the seas in tow!
Moon, I hope you take to heart our plea –
Needless is the reason for your blue.
Beaming, you should give the night its glee:
We're despairing – so we look to you.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
Moon moon, moon so blue, moon, moon so blue
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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As I Said Before
And I said before
I don't want no more
And I can't complain
'cause my minds insane
I won't say it again and I won't even think about it
I just hope you believe me but I
think that you're gonna doubt it
when I say it again
As I said before
I don't want no more
And I can't complain
'cause my mind's insane
I won't say it again and I won't even think about it
I just hope you believe me but I
think that you're gonna doubt it
when I say it again
Leaves on the trees
Nothing more to believe
I can't be sure
And I know I'm not crazy
Life is just a pleasant breeze
Tides rush the shore
Pleasing me a little more
Nothing here to fight me
Everything delight's me
Hope I get my tea by 4
But don't lay no second laughs down my way
Don't let the evening's that devour you lie forever
Don't you lay no second laughs down my way
Don't let the evening's that devour you lie forever
As I said before
I don't want no more
And I can't complain
'cause my mind's insane
I won't say it again and I won't even think about it
I just hope you believe me but I
think that you're gonna doubt it
when I say it again
song performed by by Zebra
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Nocturne
The earth, still heavy and warm with afternoon,
Dazed by the moon:
The earth, tormented with the moon’s light,
Wandering in the night:
La, La, The moon is a lovely thing to see—
The moon is an agony.
Full moon, moon rise, the old old pain
Of brightness in dilated eyes,
The ache of still
Elbows leaning on the narrow sill,
Of motionless cold hands upon the wet
Marble of the parapet,
Of open eyelids of a child behind
The crooked glimmer of the windown blind,
Of sliding faint remindful squares
Across the lamplight on the rocking-chairs:
Why do we stand so late
Stiff fingers on the moonlit gate?
Why do we stand
To watch so long the fall of moonlight on the sand?
What is it we cannot recall?
Tormented by the moon’s light
The earth turns maundering through the night.
poem by Archibald MacLeish
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Moonruminations For Walter De La Mare
Tonight's moon has
A special face etched on...
Moon light
Moon bright
Raka took a peek from behind the coconut leaves
At the little lamps lighted in his honour
Moon crawled into the house
A sparkling spritely toddler!
Jumped into my hands
Amused me for a while
And slipped out like a hyperactive baby
Turned around and gave me a toothy smile!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Lose Again (live At The Royal Albert Hall, London, UK)
(karla bonoff)
Here's a song that i wish i'd sung before linda ronstadt
Sang it, this is a song that, perhaps you've never heard
Her sing it actually, it's by a very young and talented
Songwriter called karla bonoff. i don't know why i put it
In the act except i think it's really pretty. i hope you
Do too... thank you.
Save me
Free me from my heart this time
The train's gone down the track
And i, i've stayed behind
Nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But you're keeping me going
I know it's insane
'cause i love you and lose again
When the heart calls
The mind obeys
Oh, it knows better than me
If i hold on
Just one more day
Then maybe, babe, you'd hear me true
'cause nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But you're keeping me going
I know it's insane
Because i love you and lose again
Ooh, ooh
Nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But you're keeping me going
I know it's insane
'cause i love you and lose again
Because i love you and lose again
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Mary Pretends
Mary pretends shes so insane, so insane, so insane
Mary pretends shes so insane, so insane, so insane
She just sits back and laughs at the pain
Laughs at the pain, laughs at the pain
Mary pretends shes so insane, so insane, so insane
Falling down of her mind
Gives her everything shes wanted from the world
Close her eyes, drift inside, so alive
She wants to know what it feels like
She wants to know what it feels like to fly
She wants to know what it feels like to die
Goodbye
song performed by by Fuel
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