The Gardener LXXIX: I Often Wonder
I often wonder where lie hidden
the boundaries of recognition between
man and the beast whose heart knows
no spoken language.
Through what primal paradise in a
remote morning of creation ran the
simple path by which their hearts
visited each other.
Those marks of their constant tread
have not been effaced though their
kinship has been long forgotten.
Yet suddenly in some wordless
music the dim memory wakes up
and the beast gazes into the man's
face with a tender trust, and the
man looks down into its eyes with
amused affection.
It seems that the two friends meet
masked, and vaguely know each other
through the disguise.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Foremostly, I Am Still Beast...
i shall not restrain myself forever,
flowers open to the sun somehow,
buds turning into full orange petals
red centers, glossy views of the
coming days,
i am bound, i have long accepted that,
my hands have ropes as stems,
but my heart is too a sharp knife
that cuts across those hidden
boundaries of my own being
i am free, this morning, i tell myself
beside you, i am, unbound and you
look at the happy angle of my face,
half-moon, half-sun, half-beast
half-human,
at a certain hour of the day,
i wish i have achieved a certain
divinity of my thoughts,
but soon, these all crumple, i am not
that mostly, i am beast,
i am undefined, but most of all,
i content with the mystery
that you still love me.
my fingers run wild over the belly
of your body, the navel tells the story
of love and hate,
the mind closes some more
there is no distraction anymore about the
promises of certainties,
for these are all unnecessary.
meanwhile, the emptiness rests on the floor
like a dog,
the desire to be beast is on top of the bed
with you, another beast,
on mutual tolerances.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Destroy, Destroy, Destroy
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
It entered the world as nothing more then a mere boy.
Cold and abandoned.
The exiled one.
He knows no love.
He is what no one wants to become.
He lives off of lust and blood.
A pain felt hundred times worse then living on the brink of death.
All he does is fight.
Morning till night.
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
Abused,
constantly confused.
Trust no one.
Get close and suffer.
The forgotten lover.
Neglected and rejected.
And that has created his own protection.
A self projection of what seems sincere.
A wall wrapped up like spider web.
he waits patiently for his victims.
He doesn't show any leniency.
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
The deception is his human form.
Hell rip you apart.
Hell tear out your heart.
When he feast its best to retreat.
For him their is no bias.
He hates all as equals.
No taking pity on one over another.
The battle of the beast.
A creature who knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
He doesn't pillage or plunder.
He decimates and devastates.
He burns entire societies to ground with his anger.
Which causes the constant quake.
The battle of the beast.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Defeating...That Beast
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
Think about the distance you've come,
Defeating...the beast.
Think about your decision not to run,
Away...from the beast.
Think about those knees on the ground,
Weeping for the beast.
Think about the dirt you ate,
Fed...by the beast.
Think about celebrating...
Those days ahead awaiting!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
No longer the martyr,
Defeating...that beast.
Get up...and strut about.
You've defeated...that beast.
Let those words come out of your mouth,
'I've defeated...that beast! '
Let the people see and believe it,
You've defeated...that beast.
Whoop...and hollar about,
'I've defeated...and done feeding it!
That beast is outta my house.'
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat,
That beast that's come to be.
You've become...to defeat it!
You've begun...to defeat it!
More than a piece of cake!
Defeating...that beast.
Gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.
Much more than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
But gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.
More than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
Gone and eliminated.
Defeating...that beast.
Much more than a piece of cake.
Defeating...that beast.
But gone and eliminated.
That beatened up beast to beat!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Triumphus
A man, made
In the image
Of God,
Became a
Beast, in the
Form of a man.
The beast
Sired a son,
Not a beast.
The beast
Abandoned
His son.
His son
Has a son,
Not a beast.
poem by Francis Santaquilani
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Not Here to Beat the Beast
I am not here to beat the beast.
Nor did I come,
To sneak a sniff of its presence.
Not to cower kneeling in defeat.
To please rumors of a haunting...
Suffered without investigation.
That beast has been feasting,
Long before I arrived.
And I'm sure...
If it knows you are here in fear,
It will not suspect
I have desires to follow in its footsteps!
Wherever it has been claimed to be.
But I am curious,
Why you have allowed it to eat
From your peace that decreases.
While you complain...
Little of your gains are left!
As you struggle over what remains.
Who and why...
Decided for you,
That should be a position to maintain?
I came to ask the beast to leave.
Not to agree or negotiate my presence.
Like that beast...
I too have needs!
And I will not sit in hiding,
To decide which needs of mine...
The beast can take,
Because I sit in indecision!
To inflict my own heartaches.
Oh no!
I am not here to beat or feed any beast!
But I will make an appearance made known.
And tell that beast to leave my ass alone!
I am not going to endure any conflict,
Over that which I know belongs to me!
That beast needs to see,
I am not afraid!
Where is it?
And who has said the beast existed?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do not trust
Do not trust
Beast with claws
Beast with sharp horns
Do not trust
Flowing river
Police and armies
Do not trust
Members of royal families.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Finding Peace In A Beast
And the young boy laid down
Down in peace as it abounds
In the field where the peace is found
But this beast this peace it clouds
Today this beast stands amist his peace
But he wont blink in awe of the beast
With closed eyes and racing heart beats
He lies down in peace
And in his dreams the beast was gone out of the field
poem by Yewande Adedokun
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Search! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
the mate of beauty
searched for a partner
and found a beast
howling in the forest
she was beautiful
so beauty has no life in her
she wondered if the beast
so powerful could be hers at least.
she mirrored her face
and puzzled went on
what my beauty is to me
if I cant fetch someone strong to fend
The beast was surprised
to win the love of beauty
ugly as its face was
wild were its passions were
beauty was soft and tender
her feelings very delicate and modest
beast was beastly to say the least
all its emotions battled with zest
how could a beauty beast be
or beastly beauty together could be
ridiculed by the irony of the moment
nature prolonged destiny's consent
beauty was enthralled
the fountaining strength of beast she recalled
and amazing vitality and courage she breathed
for her the beast a boosting privilege
beast was honoured
beauty he indulged with decent corners
though he acted for beauty's innocence
still it made no sense for his essence
what drived the maid to crave for his presence.................
in life too young worlds
are crazy and contrary
they search for things
they dont have
passionate about foreign fashions
and imported sperms
or European Wombs
all that is One's own
one fail to rejoice on own..........
poem by Lalitha Iyer
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Our Metal Beast
Down the road we talk and laugh,
In the metal beast that gives us a ride,
Who knows if it is willing,
And who would really care.
Who ever thought we could ruin,
the life of that which gives it back,
the metal beast are everywhere,
Large ones that seem to carry,
Fifty or more on their tracks.
Or the small ones no more than five or six,
they can carry,
These metal beast,
we never question,
these metal beast that spew out death,
in a smokey and floating form.
Our metal beast,
that we learn to love,
Our metal beast are everywhere,
polished and primed,
or rusty and old,
Our metal beast that we hold onto,
that we love,
Or take for granted.
Our metal beast,
spew out death to our home.
poem by Rebecca Adams
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Nature Of The Beast
It is the key to all the doors,
It is the crashing on the shores.
It lives in your steering wheel.
It hides in the wind and rain,
With voices as cold as steel
Its calling your name
It is the smile upon his face
It is the winning of the race.
It lives in the red-alert.
It lives in the power game
Its easy to take to heart
But harder to tame
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
Without all this heat
Theyll be dancing west to east
This is the nature of the beast
It is the glowing in his eyes
It is the reason for his lies
How many know youre there
How many play your game
Hes always the man to dare
Youre always to blame
It is the need to understand
It is the trigger in his hand
It lives in the uniform
It grows from the need to gain
With faces so old and torn
Its calling your name
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
This is the nature of the beast
(this is the nature)
Without all this heat
Theyll be dancing west to east
This is the nature of the beast.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Mystery beast
Do you know me?
Thats the question you ask.
Well I know you allright.
I am the beast.
That fucks up your day.
What is this mystery beast.
The one that eats my day by day?
Why does this unforseen beast pick on me?
What did I ever do?
Oh mystery beast.
I can not see you.
But I sense your presence.
Please dont pocess my body.
Realease me please.
This mystery beast.
Runs through my vains.
Eating me day by day.
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Faithfully
Some say its just the nature of the beast
When you love somebody so passionately
Time has a way of stealing
That raging fire youre feeling
Leaving the ashes laying at your feet
Those fools of little faith will never know
Those higher places two hearts can go
Where time is standing still
And love will burn until
The heaven and the earth have come and gone
This fire inside for you
Is constant as the morning star
And you will be
Forever in my heart
As long as theres a river
Searching for an endless sea
I will always love you - faithfully
Tonight well raise a glass to lovers
Across the ages
Well hold eahc other and toast to the day
When historys said and done
And well still stand as one
Somethings were never meant to fade away
This fire inside for you
Is constant as the morning star
And you will be
Forever in my heart
As long as theres a river
Searching for an endless sea
I will always love you - faithfully
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Trust Your Heart
In a sheltered place where I viewed the world
And all that it contained
I would see your face in a misty haze
And wish that you were there
Yes I wished that you were there
Darling fool, I was with you all the way
Be as the flower that unfolds with each day
Trust your place in time though you have won and lost
How very much like me you are
When you come to me
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart
Why bear malice just let it go
So what of pride it will swallow you whole
Heres to the judge, to the tyrant, and the beast
You keep a knockin but you cant come in
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart
The moonlight of your soul, fond memories to unfold
Of the days when we were young
Of the love wed forever hold
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart
I bring thunder, lightning and rain
For those who administer injustice and pain
Comfort the weak and feed the poor
What on earth do we need government for?
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart
song performed by by Kinks
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When You Call My Name
When you call my name.
Don't think of me a beast.
I did my best
And you arrested me in doubt.
When you call my name...
Don't put the blame on me.
You did admit
That we should quit
Whatever this was...
And what's done is dead!
WHY do you take time to bother me?
WHY can't your mind just rest in peace?
WHY are your trying to be so sweet?
My bitterness increases.
When you call my name.
Don't think of me a beast.
Don't think the dial tone that you hear...
Is tinged with deep hidden affection,
That has long decreased.
There is no goodness left done I can do for you!
Especially when doing my best,
To have you say I am good for nothing!
I should accept these rejections and dance?
When you call my name...
Don't put the blame on me.
You did admit
That we should quit
Whatever this was...
And what's done is dead!
My roaring days are gone!
Is that what you expected?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beauty & The Beast
Ooooooo
Weaving down a byroad, singing the song
Thats my kind of highroll gone wrong
My-my
Smile at least
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
Something in the night
Something in the day
Nothing is wrong but darling
Somethings in the way
Theres slaughter in the air
Protest on the wind
Someone else inside me
Someone could get skinned, how?
My-my
Someone fetch a priest
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
Darling
My-my
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
(weakling)
My-my
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
I wanted to believe me
I wanted to be good
I wanted no distractions
Like every good boy should
My-my
Nothing will corrupt us
Nothing will compete
Thank God heaven left us
Standing on our feet
My-my
Beauty and the beast
My-my
Just beauty and the beast
You cant say no to the beauty and the beast
Darling
My-my
My
My-my
My
song performed by by David Bowie
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Pity this love
I don't trust anyone.
Not even me.
Then why should I trust my heart,
that wakes up with a start
every time you come around.
Why should I trust
the pulsating veins that bear its thrust.
why should I trust the hint of a smile,
in your eyes.
why should I trust?
The sweating forehead puzzles me now
and the shy burns that prickle your skin,
the way you roll your eyes
and keep up conversations, befuddles me.
What are these feelings
that come knocking in the middle of a sweaty dream,
come so suddenly that they scare me
and bind me in hours of fruitless apprehensions.
should I believe what they tell me?
That I love you and you do too
But I don't trust anyone.
Not even me.
poem by Waqas Naeem
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Blue Skinned Beast
I can fly you to your loved ones but I can promise no return
To a shell-shocked God forsaken where their craters still they burn
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
Still the worst is over that I hope you understand
The youre one more hurdle over our protector of the land
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
Have a drink on me
Have a drink on me
I heard you shout for yesterday, but I was sleeping on the job
And I dreamt of fighters miles away whose lives I had to rob
Have a drink on me
I put it down to the company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Here you have this medal you can even melt it down
Or frame it in the living room every time you turn around
I can fly your loved ones to you
With guarantee of no return
And if john waynes dummys bounce off
Dont look shocked when it comes your turn
Have a drink on me
I put it down to company
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Hip hip hip hip !
Hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
Three cheers to the blue skinned beast hip hip hip hip !
To the blue skinned beast hip hip !
song performed by by Madness
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My Sister The Beast
my sister was a beast this morning
she was so mean and hairy
also she looked like my Anut Carey
my sister the beast went to school
her teahers and classmates said she was an hare with no care
and oh how they stared
my sister the beast came home with no one to hold
she cried and cried her self to sleep
oh she was just so alone
poem by Alexz Johnson
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Beauty And Beast
They met a million years ago
Yet fresh as morning dew kissed keaf
Their love was revealed.
Arrows but no arrows passing through them.
She walked a line of broken dream
He, twixt genius and madness did seem.
But though their lips surely had not met
There lay a hunger passion had set.
Bathed in love yet dried with fear
He questioned her heart, she answered with tear
Weak with the strength of Cupids' sting
They dreamt in music they slept on cloud
Defeating doubts that whispers bring
Their silent symphony so loud.
But when passion cooled as he left her door
Jealousy would strike with sharpened claw.
Now Beauty saw the beast as weak
His poetry her heart would seek
To paint the wind would be a start
Mere brushstrokes when they were apart.
To leave would mean a lonely bell
Lost like the leaf in graveyard fell.
To stay and soothe the wounded soul
Retrieve sweet joy the beast had stole
Or cut him, left to rage alone
Facing demons on his own.
Yet love in silent carriage rides
Moving hearts and turning tides.
As Beauty lay in silent prayer
The beast would have to leave the lair
Die in the mud or soar to sky
Taste his own blood or surely die.....
And now they met a week ago
So strong in trust the beast will grow
Her wounded sparrow now ascends
As Beauty's faith in love transcends
-The pain
And they burn like a fevered candle
-Again.
Forever unquenched.
poem by Kevin East
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The Beast 2
He let his son
clean the bad mans hubs
He let his son be seen
With the beast
How could he let that be
It makes no sense to me
I've seen some things
from been young to been a man
but I've never seen anything like this
He's been a beast
for most of the time
but family keep his secret underground
The whole street know what he is
but they seem blind to this beasts smile
But now it's time
for justice to smile
The beast is about to get
whats proper and right
The beast is going down
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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