Storm
storm yesterday afternoon
knock down pine trees
damaging flowers
telephone poles
electric poles
shake the pillars ad
colorful neon lights
people in the streets shivering
cold
tremble
hunger
everyth ing becomes chaos
Sad heart
when many women
and the children crying
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Yesterday Went Too Soon
Sitting in today, watching traffic buzzing by, and faces closing in
A victim of regret, it glitters and it fades away, like silver turning grey
Washed it all away, waiting for this dream to end, before it sucks me in
Im climbing high, up above the streets and rows of neon lights
Im holding out my hand but Im alone
Wish I could show you
Wish you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
But Im missing yesterday
Crashing on the ground, the silence seems to suffocate, and bury me again
Waiting for a taste, of happiness to lift me free, and carry me away
Im climbing high, up above the streets and rows of neon lights
I know its just a dream but Im alive
Wish I could show you
Wish you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
But Im missing yesterday
Im still missing yesterday
Ill wait, Ill wait for you tonight.
Lost another week, feeling like a leper in, a world of vanity
Its killing me today, addiction pulls you down, you know
And shes the drug I need
Im climbing high, up above the streets and rows of neon lights
Im holding out my hand but Im alone
Wish I could show you
Wish you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
But Im missing yesterdayIm climbing high, up above the streets and rows of neon lightsIm holding out my hand but Im alone
Wish I could show you
Wish you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
But Im missing yesterday.
song performed by by Feeder
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The Fat Man And His Origami
the fat man one day gets fed up with so much noise.
he goes out and faces the traffic
and with his strong determined hands he folds cars into deers
demented streets into stairways
high rise buildings into cliffs and mountains
traffic signs into sunflowers and electric poles into poplar trees
the smog into some breeze from the sea
the crazy world into the hum of an old Chinese village
somewhere in Shanghai he lives there
as Lao Tzu
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In a state of Zen! ! ! ! !
Children chuckle
As paper boats
Float in
Puddles.
Tap dance of
Rain
Makes
My hearts leap…
Birds
Screeching at
Midnight
In the city.
A small town
Girl
Lost in
Neon lights
Searches for
Night sky.
Trees
Dressed in
New leaves.
A woman
Dozes at noon
Beside
An empty
Water bottle.
Tree trunk
Despite storm
Srands firm.
Who knows
Heart is crying,
without sound.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Mid path
Right and wrong are two poles apart,
Between which we prefer living,
Often around the equator,
Poles being too hard to adapt to.
08.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Yesterday I Went Too Soon
Sitting in today watching traffic
buzzing by and faces nosing in
A victim of regret it glitters and
it fades away like silver turning grey
Washed it all away waiting for this
dream to end before it sucks me in
I'm climbing high up above the streets and rows
of neon lights I'm holding
out my hand but I'm alone
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
but I'm missing yesterday
Crashing on the ground the silence
seems to suffocate and bury me again
Waiting for a taste of happiness
to lift me free and carry me away
I'm climbing high up above the streets and rows
of neon lights I know it's
just a dream but I'm alive
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through but I'm missing
yesterday I'm still missing yesterday
Lost another week feeling like
a leper in a world of vanity
It's killing me today addiction pulls
you down you know and she's the drug I need
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
but I'm missing yesterday
Wish I could show you wish
you could see through my eyes
Tomorrow shines through
but I'm missing yesterday
song performed by by Feeder
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Twin tism
bonds entwined
between two poles:
a sad pole,
a mirthful pole
the sad rubs off on the
joyful, the mirthful
colours the sad pole
a scintillating interaction
springs to life. in my eyes
the poles always stay
connected - like two
dissimilar twins.
but
kid myself not. these
work on electricity
a silent gleam of thunder
visible only to the
discerning eye.
alas:
.power cut! the ravishing
bolt fell flat. And so the twin
poles found each other no
more. sad but true. This i
observed with my cherished
companions.
poem by Michael Witkowski
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When spring arrives
When
Cold winter goes
Cottons
Replace woolens
The cold and the mist
Is forgotten
No shivering and
Clattering of teeth
Colorful flowers
Start to bloom
It is a sigh of relief
For the peasants
Working in the field
Children find it easy
To go to school
Birds sing merrily
Old and sick
Feel happy
The sun
Loses its charm
Young people
Sing and dance
Their hearts throb more
All this happens
When spring arrives
28-01-2012
85-85-01-12
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Marrakech
(j.p. maunick / graham harvey / randy hope-taylor)
Its close to midnight
Packed my bags and Im leaving
Ride the night train
To where I know youre gonna be waiting
And yesterday will fade like snow in the sunlight
Melt away from my memory
Through the darkness until I feel the lights caress
Im on my way to the streets of marrakech
The room is crowded
I can feel my body heat rising
Above the voices
The echoes of a train approaching
A colorful parade like flames in the dark night
Leads the way to my fantasy
Through the darkness until I feel the lights caress
Im on my way to the streets of marrakech
And yesterday will fade like snow in the sunlight
Im on my way; yes Im on my way
Im on my way to the streets of marrakech
Marrakech
The streets of marrakech
Marrakech
The streets of marrakech
song performed by by Incognito
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There...
There …where the taste of silence is strange and forgotten,
There... where the pastel sky floats and is underfoot,
There...where the streets are shivering in a foggy mood.
They need snow.
There … where the face of Earth is changing the poles,
There … where some kilometers of the rain are endless
There... where the ships kiss the sunset with their sails.
They need wind.
There … in the world of only words, where smiles are like tears,
There … where the flowers bloom in dispassion,
There … where's the world of tired, exhausted passers-by
They need faith.
There … where the winters are so freezing,
There … where're so many wrong stitching.
There... where's only darkness around
They need blaze.
There … where the women send emails to the distant lovers
There … where trying to find the true love they failed.
There... where misgiving the whole life covers
They need happiness.
Is there a country where the sky is always blue?
Is there a place where everyone is always happy and true?
©Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 28th of December,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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African Bee
The African Bee.
Yellow flowers in a ring protected by olive trees
no one knows their name I have to ask a botanist
for their Latin name. The dale side here has many
stone walls, tiny if seen from the moon overgrown
now those small plots of land yielding nothing but
poverty and deep seated resentment. The flowers
are not lilies, I can see that, it will soon be Easter
and the little church will be full of women, while
most men will hang about outside, near the bar,
white and yellow butterfly flies unsteadily around
in the wind and, and bumblebees drink from deep
red poppies. A swarm of killer bees fly by, I do not
speak or move till they are gone. My brother in law
Nené who live in Kinshasa, Congo, tells me that
the bees there live, exclusively, on orchid dew and
they are big as sparrows and can sting an elephant
till it dreams of yesterday, maybe it isn’t true but
I would not like to b stung by them. Now that the ice
on the poles melts will we see a fauna of rare flowers?
if so there must be bees there too and the friendly
bumblebee,
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Neon Telephone
Maybe she'll call me (Neon telephone)
Maybe she won't (Maybe she won't)
And if she don't (Neon telephone)
I'm gonna lose my mind (This time I'm gonna lose my mind)
It's kinda dark in here (Neon telephone)
I need a light (It's 2 bright)
I could use a sexy situation that would do my body just right
2night I'm gonna lose my mind
Sometimes her pride is like a big tall building
It hides the street that leads 2 a sweet mystery
(Sometimes) Sometimes we blow the chance 2 be so happy (Happy)
If we could only make up our minds
We could have such a good time
I know she wants me (Neon telephone)
I know she cares (I don't care)
Tell me what's stoppin' me (I don't care 2 know)
From runnin' right over there and runnin' my fingers through your hair
I'm goin' crazy, yes I am (Neon telephone)
Why can't U understand? (He needs 2 change)
I can't stop (can't stop) thinkin' about U, baby
This time I'm gonna lose my mind (This time I'm gonna lose it)
Why can't U call me, baby? Pick up the phone
U know your little Prince can't be alone
I need some of your sweet, sweet... oooh!
(Neon telephone)
(I don't care)
(Neon telephone)
Hello
How come U didn't call?
What, U think U're 2 good or something?
Can I talk 2 U?
Are U alone?
Good God
song performed by by Prince
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Silent Witness
The neon haze of city lights
The tribal sound of marching feet
Cuts through the gloom on cold dark nights
The tired and homeless roam the streets
The sirens wail the engines roar
A shadowed man just glances around
A victim of life's mindless toil
Lies cold and helpless on the ground
The window dummies silent stare
Bear witness on the nights
If they could move
What it would proved
To see them all take flight
The neon haze of city lights
The tribal sound of marching feet
Cuts through the gloom on cold dark nights
The tired and homeless roam the streets
The walls shout loud with angry words
The people air their views
The poor can scream but no-one hears
The concrete jungle sings the blues
song performed by by Ub40
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Giant Thunder
Giant Thunder, striking hard
I wonder if anyone's heard
Its not raining hard
But this Thunder is roaring louder
Women, children runing
Helter skelter
Not done yet? This roaring Thunder is shouting even louder
I fright at the sight
I want to join the women
Children running
Even the trees and wind have
Joined in this chaos
Women, children, men, even
Wind, trees running helter skelter
The Thunder never stops striking
And the Cloud, never stops crying.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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The coldest of the cold?
A greedy person’s Cold ambition
Or could it be Cold windy nights
The pureness of Cold clear water
Or the alien aspect of Cold neon lights
The careless Cold shoulder
The unfeeling Cold heart
The curse of Cold nature
Cold hands held apart
Could it be Cold feet
Could it be cold fears
Could it be cold weather
Or icy cold ears
Even above cold blood…
Even above… being apart
My choice of all, above, Would be
the unfeeling…of a cold, cold heart
poem by David Whalen
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Shivering And Not Singing
Cold and freezing in low degrees,
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
Mittens, earmuffs and coats of fleece,
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
And breezes seem to hollar...
'Winter's here and will slick the streets.'
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
The snow is deep and boots are needed on feet,
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
And spending more to crank up that heat...
While wrapped in blankets,
And warm bed sheets.
Oh...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Winter's here and will slick the streets.'
Leaving people to turn up their collars.
And spending more to crank up that heat...
While wrapped in blankets and warm bed sheets.
And...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
And spending more to crank up that heat...
While wrapped in blankets and warm bed sheets.
And...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Oh...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Oh...
Shivering are many doing this alone.
Oh...
Shivering and not singing in their homes.
Oh...
Shivering are many doing this condoned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Midsummer New York
Wake up in the morning, my hands cold in fear.
And midsummer new york my heart shakes in terror.
My heart, my hands, my legs, my mind,
Evrything I touch is shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Wake up in the morning, my beds wet in sweat.
And midsummer new york, scream in the mirror.
And the door, and the chairs, and the floor, and the ceiling,
Evrything you see is aching, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
And you shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Wake up in the morning, my minds dried up in pain.
Midsummer new yorks waiting for the rain.
The window, the trees, the park, the sun,
The whole world s shaking, is shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Shake, oh, shake, oh, shake,
Shake, oh, shake, shake.
Aching, aching, aching, aching, aching,
Oh, its aching, aching, aching, oh, aching,
Aching, aching, oh, its aching, aching, oh, oh.
Shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake!
Shake, oh, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake.
Shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake, shake.
Ooh, oh, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, aching, oh, oh, aching, aching, aching, aching.
Shake, shake, shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shaking, ooh, oh, shaking, oh, shake,
Oh, oh, shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Oh, oh, shaking, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake,
Shake!
Oh, oh, oh, shake, shake.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Midsummer New York
Wake up in the morning, my hands cold in fear.
And midsummer new york my heart shakes in terror.
My heart, my hands, my legs, my mind,
Evrything I touch is shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Wake up in the morning, my beds wet in sweat.
And midsummer new york, scream in the mirror.
And the door, and the chairs, and the floor, and the ceiling,
Evrything you see is aching, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
And you shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Wake up in the morning, my minds dried up in pain.
Midsummer new yorks waiting for the rain.
The window, the trees, the park, the sun,
The whole world s shaking, is shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Shake, oh, shake, oh, shake,
Shake, oh, shake, shake.
Aching, aching, aching, aching, aching,
Oh, its aching, aching, aching, oh, aching,
Aching, aching, oh, its aching, aching, oh, oh.
Shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake!
Shake, oh, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake.
Shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake, shake.
Ooh, oh, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, aching, oh, oh, aching, aching, aching, aching.
Shake, shake, shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shaking, ooh, oh, shaking, oh, shake,
Oh, oh, shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Oh, oh, shaking, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake,
Shake!
Oh, oh, oh, shake, shake.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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My heart beat
01/09/2010
My heart beat
My heart beat
My heart beats with worry and sorrow
Seeing mankind climbing the ladder of hate
Seeing mankind fading away the love for humanity
My heart bleeds
My eyes cry sadness as blood brothers and sisters
hate on each other
The love I have for my sisters is deep
The care I feel for my brother is deep
None can separate my siblings and I
For we forever one
My heart beats play songs of sorrow and pain
My heart bleeds with sorrow and pain when I see
Homeless yuts begging on the streets
Where are you mother of earth set to nature and feed this young one
GOD why plant a seed on hateful woman
All eyes are on you woman of prostitution
All eyes are you woman of abortion
Defiling the survival of humanity by allowing vanity to control you
Who is to look after the nation and keep it clean when you are
Soulfully unclean
Move away from the darkness mankind
Can't you see the women are dying
Can't you the children are still crying
Hunger pains the stomach
Hunger supresses the brain to lowest level of thinking
I feel the pain in the core of my chest
I feel my heart beat, the drums in my brain
Makes my ears buzz when I hear the cry of the children on the streets
My feet get cold and my toes cramp as they feel the cold on the side walks of Jozi
My heart beats with sorrow and worry
Seeing mankind turning a blind eye on Poverty
My heart beats sing a sad song, a sad song
That tells me to fight poverty
Lets fight poverty people
Lets give to the needy
Take care of our elders
Feed our children
Love the nation
because my heart beats sing a sad song, a sad song.
My heart beat
By: Empress Ela Spirit
EES! ! ! ! !
poem by Zanele Mavuso
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Rockin In The Arms Of Your Memory
The first time I saw you
You were waitin tables at the corner diner
I said to myself
Never seen a woman look any finer
From that moment on
I was stone cold gone
You wuld be forever in my mind
Now somewhere in the neon lights
Im holdin on for dear life
Rockin in the arms of your memory tonight
It was san francisco
Silly sutis and white ties by the bay
You appeared with your papa
Tears were rolin down your mothers face
Everyone was happy
Showered by well wishers as we drove away
Now somewhere in the neon lights
Im holdin on for dear life
Rockin in the arms of your memory tonight
Im living but dying
Im laughing but crying
Somebody tell me it will be alright
I bought it for your birthday
God you looked so lovely in that dress
I took you to a party
Or was it to a night club I forget
Been twenty years and counting
Im drowning in your love a little more each day
Now somewhere in the neon lights
Im holdin on for dear life
Rockin in the arms of your memory tonight
Now somewhere in the neon lights
Im holdin on for dear life
Rockin in the arms of your memory tonight
song performed by by George Strait
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Poles Apart?
…poles apart ? ? ?
A poem by Sivan PG Menon
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Poles, diverse…
Away…Distant…..
Draws …. One to one..…
conscience …Universal …
Earth…. its axis, an ardent vision…
Spins…
Infuses light …. Darkness….seasons’…..
In furious jolts …
Virulent high tides …and low ones…
…sea changes… Eerie calm…..awe inspiring …
Nature, sublime..
Guides….
Mentor…creator and the destructor….
*‘ Srishti.. Sthithi.. Samhara’….
Motives, never revealed....
As in man … ‘poles apart’
But…act Balancing ! ! ! ! !
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Sivan PG Menon
3rd Aug 2008
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•Srishti.Sthithi. Samhara.
•Indian mythological elements on Creation.Existence. Destruction
poem by Sivan P.G Menon
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