Undefined Elegy
I.
no matching ever been briefed
simply a sky
young with soothing sun
saluted the pain of departing
a straight road-way pitch-black
never meets any border
encouraged the move to motion
long year-close breathless enclosures
masterly entranced the draconic spatula
scattered its every shape and saliva
yet none to arrange the match
unmatched by its acrylic brights
hanging hard from sky O Sky
the indepth blotting
our plinth and plank
just do nothing
simply afloating a boat
the journey undefined...
II.
the wave unheard
unplanked
the wave origin
white but heavy
blotting and blotting
the pain
the departing
never meets any border
invites the move to motion
alone and world
world but alone
alone the world
blinking battering
banishing depth of divining
the maker of matching to unmatched
fathoms to derive the sky never ends
Pranab k c
19/11/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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My Quest My Life
Long night... long...
I ride on dark
To find
From where to where
Life flows
Blooming bleeding banishing
Breathing to meet its oath
All I keep behind
Peaks Oceans deserts
Thousand of thousands stars
Galaxies androids planets
Blue black green
Keep colors behind
Fly I smooth
In quest
In Quest
Found no end
No origin
From back to front
Everywhere exists
Silence
No chaos
No race
In solitude a wave
White
White
White
All shapes are bubbles
Floating flipping flickering
As white touches the frame
Bubbles are gone
Become the part
Only of white wave
Yet me not gone
And life alone
Move fast and fast
Waving back to front
View
Viewer
Viewing
Nowhere the finishing flag
Beginning everywhere
Every point as far
Conscious screening
White
White
White
Waving its cool and caring lap...
Pranab k c
18/06/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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World In Motion
Journalism, for the mass
Greener, than the greenest grass
Naivety, isn't what we need
Every picture wee see, every line we read
What about pollution, what about rain
What about the people suffering their pain
Criticism is the magic word
To think about rumors we have heard
World in motion, everywhere
Wake up from your dreams
Open up your eyes and see the light
World in motion, all the time
Feel it in you heart
What you wanna see with your own eyes
World in motion
We don't really care about what we see every day
From Moscow to Jo'burg, from Rio to L.A.
We pretend to be a nation of tolerance and peace
But isn't it violence which increase
Headlines are shocking, stories are brand, new
How can you be sure that everything is true
No difference between reality and show
Stimulation, overflow
It's a world in motion
Every picture we see
A part of history
World in motion
It's a world in motion
It will always last
Between future and past
World in motion
It's a world in motion
But what's going on, and what is wrong
World in motion
It's a world in motion
Against the wind
Close your eyes and let it in
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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We Live So Fast
Please dont ask me to stay
Im leaving this town
Dont worry now
Believe me as I believe that
Luck is on my side
The future is mine
If I can find
A way through these strange days of my life
We live so fast
Motion, motion
No time to waste
Use it, use it
We live so fast
Motion, motion
Make the first step and reach out for tomorrow
We live so fast
Motion, motion
We cant stand still
Move it, move it
We live so fast
Motion, motion
Move out of my way its time to make it happen
The streets deserted and cold
Theyre not paved with gold
But I dont care
For those who think young will still survive
Making their move
Hoping to prove
That they can face
This big city, small world, big time
We live so fast
Motion, motion
No time to waste
Use it, use it
We live so fast
Motion, motion
Make the first step and reach out for tomorrow
We live so fast
Motion, motion
We cant stand still
Move it, move it
We live so fast
Motion, motion
Move out of my way its time to make it happen
But now I know their ways
I found my place
Saw their true face
Theres nothing to stay for so Ill go
Ill pick up the phone
Still searching for home
We life so fast
Alone but not lonely I move on
We live so fast
Motion, motion
No time to waste
Use it, use it
We live so fast
Motion, motion
Make the first step and reach out for tomorrow
We live so fast
Motion, motion
We cant stand still
Move it, move it
We live so fast
Motion, motion
Move out of my way its time to make it happen
song performed by by Heaven 17
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The Tell-Tale Mirror
She was sitting in the office of her husband's
down town store, And waiting for his coming, as she oft had done
before, "When in a handglass on his desk,—Jerusha! she
was mad— She saw these lines reflected, from a brand-new
blotting pad:
This -was the way the letter ran, and ended much like this
Should any reader wish to know what made his
wife so mad, And what those brief reflections were, upon that
blotting pad; And why a suit for a divorce was quickly brought
about— Hold this before your looking-glass and you will
soon find out.
poem by Charles Follen Adams from Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems
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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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Unicorn 12
where the unlimited meets the limited,
and the unimagined meets the imagined;
where the unseen meets the seen,
and the eye meets the heart;
where the earth meets the seed,
and the seed meets the root;
where the root meets the earth;
and the flower meets the air;
where the heart meets the thought,
and the thought meets the sound;
where the sound meets the word;
and the word meets the voice;
where joy arises,
and where sorrow ends;
where love arises,
and the world is one;
where magic lives,
and miracles are law;
where childhood lives
and freedom is always now,
the unicorn is.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Catch A Wave
Catch a wave and youre sitting on top of the world
Dont be afraid to try the greatest sport around
Everybody tries it once
Those who dont just have to put it down
You paddle out turn around and raise
And baby thats all there is to the coastline craze
You gotta catch a wave and youre sittin on top of the world
Not just a fad cause its been going on so long
All the surfers going strong
They said it wouldnt last too long
Theyll eat their words with a fork and spoon
And watch em theyll hit the road and all be surfin soon
And when they catch a wave theyll be sittin on top of the world
Catch a wave and your sittin on top of the world
So take a lesson from a top-notch surfer boy
Every saturday boy
But dont treat it like a toy
Just get away from the shady turf
And baby go catch some rays on the sunny surf
And when you catch a wave youll be sittin on top of the world
Catch a wave and youll be sittin on top of the world
Catch a wave and youll be sittin on top of the world
Catch a wave and youll be sittin on top of the world
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Art of Border
It could be a shield, it could be a cage
The safety sealant, the tying trap
The filter line, the block wall
Border, border, border
The sacred culture, the love crossing
The moral limit, the emotion frame
The rule control, the life permission
Border, border, border
The friction fight, the freedom cut
The bond mark, the fence crack
The counter side, the edge of touch
Border, border, border
Can you keep it as promise
Can you bridge it by hope
The song from deserted corner
Border, border, border
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Altars of Light
If the light is the soul
then soul is what's
all around me.
It is you,
it is around you too,
it is you.
The darkness is inside me,
the opaqueness of organs folded
upon organs--
to make light in the house of
the body--
thus to bring the
outside in,
the impossible job.
And the only place to become
the skin
the border, the inbetween, where
dark meets light, where I meets
you.
In the house of world the
many darknesses are surrounded
by light.
To see the one, we need
the other / it cuts both ways
light on light is blind
dark on dark is blind
light through dark is not
dark through light is movement
dark through light becomes,
is becoming,
to move through
light is becoming,
is all
we can know.
poem by Pierre Joris
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Devotion
Charm up, strange down
Old face, new sound.
Same kick, same pain
Same reason, same game so.
Dance, lets move.
I cant dance, I cant sing
Im too old, Im too thin so?
Motion, Im in love
One nights enough so.
Dance, lets move.
You can play
You can lose
You cant win
(Im still looking for rhythm)
You can choose
Move up, I dont like this motion
Move out, I dont like this feeling
Move up, I dont need devotion
Move out, I dont need a reason.
and Im still looking for the rhythm.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Light-Winged Smoke
LIGHT-WINGED Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and the messenger of dawn,
Circling above the hamlets as thy nest;
Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form
Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts;
By night star-veiling, and by day
Darkening the light and blotting out the sun;
Go thou my incense upward from this hearth,
And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame.
poem by Henry David Thoreau
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Smoke
Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird,
Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight,
Lark without song, and messenger of dawn
Circling above the hamlets as they nest;
Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form
Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts;
By night star-veiling, and by day
Darkening the light and blotting out the sun;
Go thou my incense upward from this hearth,
And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame.
poem by Henry David Thoreau
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Open Book's Monologue Part 5: Welcome To The Library!
Welcome to the library! come one come all
Welcome to the library! come with your brethren on this wall
Welcome to the library! come all you books tattered or new
Welcome to the library! come tired and overdue
Yes welcome to the library the place where you're most mundane
Yes welcome to the library the place where you're to endure most pain
Yes welcome to the library where you'll sit unwanted
Yes welcome to the library where you'll sit haunted
Yes welcome to the library where everyone's just like you
Yes welcome to the library where we're all books too!
Yes welcome to the library where you can take comfort
Yes welcome to the library where In the fact you're no longer unique
Yes welcome to the library You're just pen marks ink
Departing the library? I think not, even if you get out we'll bring you back
Departing the library? Here you rot, but we'll dust you to ease your passing
Departing the library? Don't make me laugh, here you're black and white
Departing the library? Nobody argues on your behalf, look more amassing
Welcome to the library! A place of keeping and safety
Welcome to the library! Take your place you'll like it, just wait and see
Welcome to the library! New books don't mind the old they're disillusioned
Welcome to the library! You've sold your soul... but it's too late for you
so WELCOME
poem by David Knox
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Douglas
Douglas, you will love again
I'm your mother and I feel your pain
You're not too old- only 50 dear
Brian's an OAP, he remarried last year.
And Douglas's childhood returns in his head
The sun won't heal the rain
Remember butterfly summers instead
Blotting paper for the pain.
Douglas, son, you must move on
We all have crosses to bear
You can see your children now and again
Take them to the fair.
And where did all the loyal friends go
Blown free by the ill wind that sucked you below
Promises fail that are written in snow.
Douglas you are drinking too much
You won't find peace in a glass
Maybe you need a counsellor
Or a weekly yoga class.
Son, I miss your dad you know
They say time is a great healer.
Make the best of life
The farce, the show
Curse the cards but don't blame the dealer.
But Douglas he will cry alone
His masquerade won't cover his tears
And Douglas he will die alone
When he wakes tomorrow to face his fears.
poem by Kevin East
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Border Train
Got nobody left to listen to
Got no promises to keep
Something's gotta be out there
Fine a world for me out there
No more livin' half asleep
There's an island in the misty night
Little platform by the track
I dreamed I saw a light for me
A face, a place so right for me
That I'd never think of lookin' back
Through the shadowland
Like a siver band
Got no kind of plan
I ride the border train
Somewhere new to be
Light the way for me
Moon and memories
I ride the border train
City jumps up like a circus
Neon flutters out of sight
The town itself is traveling
America unraveling
And swallowed in the hungry night
Through the shadowland
Like a siver band
Got no kind of plan
I ride the border train
Somewhere new to be
Light the way for me
Moon and memories
I ride the border train
There'll come a time
With no goodbyes
When I'll simply grab
That border train
And at journey's end
They will all be real
My lovers and friends
And I swear to God
There's time for me
And I'll live the life I waited for!
Wooo oooo ooo oooo
Wooo oooo ooo oooo
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
I ride the border train
Somewhere new to be
Please light the way for me
Moon and memories
I ride the border train
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Undone
Last stop on the westcoast line
South of the northern border
One small corner on my mind
Everybody they know me there
Don't get any second glances
Chances are that they don't care
World as come undone
like they change it everyday
Change don't come at once
There's a wave building before it breaks
Can't wait for election day
Where the nasty occupation
Corporations rule the day
Playing on the pendulum throws
Farther out to the one side swinging
Has to sweep back the other way
The world has come undone
Another day and who can wait
Change don't come at once
It's a wave building before it breaks
All this hope and nowhere to go
This is how I used to feel but no more
The world has come undone
Like a game that few can play
Change don't come from one
It's a wave building before it breaks
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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There's More To Me Than Meets The Eye
There's more to me than meets the eye
Look closely, I too also cry
There's more to me than meets the eye
I swear to God and that's no lie
There's more to me than meets the eye
Get a chance to know me then decide
There's more to me than meets the eye
What the eyes percieves isn't always right
There's more to me than meets the eye
I'll be that guy on whom you can always rely
There's more to me than meets the eye
I still believe in love, happiness and rainbows in the sky
There's more to me than meets the eye
Behind all this, I'm a shy guy
There's more to me than meets the eye
Give me a chance to be a part of your life
There's more to me than meets the eye
I'll give you my heart, in which you'll reside
There's more to me than meets the eye
I look into yours and feel alive
There's more to me than meets the eye
Reminicing on the first time we met, and those cheesy lines. To my face it brings a smile.
There's more to me than meets the eyes
Without you in my life I'd rather die
There's more to me than meets the eye
Now that I've told you, do you believe in us.
poem by Kgagamatso Chimelwane
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The Border
Written by russ ballard and dewey bunnell, 1983
Found on your move, america in concert (85), ventura highway and other favorites, the very best of america, encore: more greatest hits, premium gold collection, centenary collection, and highway
You must be lost in a faraway land
I searched forever your footprints in the sand
I feel you need me, I have to answer
That desperate call that I do not understand
A burning bridge, a lonely highway
Another dark night thinking alone
What couldve happened, am I just dreaming
It doesnt matter but theres one thing that I know
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
Id be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
So on and on I keep on running
To make the border before the light
Just one more river, then I can make it
Again youll be in my arms tonight
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
Id be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
Id be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border ...
song performed by by America
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World In Motion
Sun going down in the usa
Down on main theres a family sleeping in a doorway
Around the corner you can hear the sound
People dancing around the golden calf
Those who have not, those who have
On the billboards and the t.v. screens
They got food and cars and toys and trucks and jeans
Like a homeless childs fitfull dreams
Smiling faces free from wanting
Lifes abundances beyond counting
World in motion -- speed your changes
Close your distances, find your angels
Lose your fears and meet your dangers
World in motion
Once we were running through smoke and fire
Running into the sun
In the rush of youth, for love and truth
Our deeds were done
Now we awake with a world at stake
And a race we run
We run
Sun going down on the usa
Sun coming up a hundred years away
On another world and another time
Things like hunger, greed and hatred
One way or another, gonna be eradicated
World in motion -- speed your changes
Close your distances, drive your angels
Lose your fears and meet your dangers
World in motion
till the world I look out at this world and see
Is the world I know this world can be
You have a volunteer in me
Now come on
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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The First Photo That Memory Took
that moment when …
when memory first opened its treasured album
and began to make our picture of ourselves -
it belongs to all of us, to each of us.
it’s where each meets all, and all meets each;
more of ourselves than we have ever stopped to analyze:
that blurred, out-of-focus moment – was it
the pattern on the hood of our pram,
the strap around our kiddicart,
the turn of the stair,
the pattern of the bricks around the fountain in the park,
the memory of our first fall;
the lion’s head fountain on the wall?
was it not a person, of
those who peered into our cot, or lifted us,
simply because
we could already control those beings around us
with a dribbly smile, a vague wave of our hand?
was it the first thing that we remember
because it paid no attention to ourself,
but simply, was… was, outside our favoured world?
whether we ever open the album, or do not,
it sits there, unexplained,
holding some secret of a consciousness
beyond the theories of scientists and philosophers;
inevitably, ours
to be followed – some years after –
and this, we may deny at first –
by that moment of a further consciousness:
when - as equally mysterious, unforgettable,
and often unremembered to this day -
we knew that we knew something
but did not know what it was we knew.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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