A Voice Lays Hanging On A Pole
like a tattered piece of
loin cloth
a voice lays hanging on a pole
beside a
grassy path
it speaks
and i listen
it speaks about its loneliness
its being tattered
it is a torn voice haunted by
a scissor
the thread of mystery runs
wanting still
till nighttime to find the naked
eye
of the needle
pines beside the hill
stand by
like strangers staring
upon the dead body
of a boy
overrun by a ten wheeler
truck
tragic! yes, tragic is the
silence
more tragic is the indifference
that simply walks away
unnoticed even by the invisibility of the
soul of
the wind
chimes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tattered & Torn
Tattered and torn
Tattered and torn
Thats where my soul is worn
Tattered and torn
Thats when I was born
Tattered and torn
I broke away from me
Tattered and torn
I knocked me to my knees
Tattered and torn
I drink my own cells
Tattered and torn
A decomposing well
Tattered and torn
Roaches in my head
Tattered and torn
I become the living dead
Tattered and torn
Tearing myself apart from the
Things that make me hurt
song performed by by Slipknot
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Tattered and Torn
Tattered and Torn
That's where my soul is worn
Tattered and Torn
That's when I was born
Tattered and Torn
I broke away from me
Tattered and Torn
I knocked me to my knees
Tattered and Torn
I drink my own cells
Tattered and Torn
A decomposing well
Tattered and Torn
Roaches in my head
Tattered and Torn
I become the living dead
Tattered and Torn
Tearing myself apart from the
things that make me hurt
song performed by by Slipknot from Slipknot
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Branded
Tragic is the self misplaced.
Tragic is a lost identity...
And no familiarity on anyone's face.
Tragic in denial
Sits the misfits feeling on trial
For lives lived reeking and stinking of bile.
Tragic for them,
Love is not recognized at all...
Nor suitable to start,
From a place within them that begins.
And this becomes tragic for those
Unlike them but comprehending,
These tragedies
May not always be self inflicted...
As they are branded!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reality
Tragic youth was looking young and sexy
The tragic youth was wearing tattered black jeans
Bearing arms and flaunting all her mischief
The tragic youth was going down on me
And I swear
Woo hoo
Yes I swear
I built a wall of sound to separate us
And hid among the junk of wretched highs
I sped from Planet X to Planet Alpha
Struggling for reality
Ha ha ha ha
Woo hoo
Ha ha ha ha
Whoo hoo
Hey, now my sight is failing in this twilight
Da da da da da da da da da
Now my death is more than just a sad song
Da da da da da da da da da
And I swear
Woo hoo
Yes I swear
Woo hoo
I still don't remember how this happened
I still don't get the wherefores and the whys
I look for sense but I get next to nothing
Hey boy welcome to reality
Ha ha ha ha
Woo hoo
I've been right and I've been wrong
Now I'm back where I started from
Never looked over reality's shoulder
Ha ha ha ha
Huh ha ha ha
Woo hoo
Huh ha ha
Wooh
Woo hoo
Wooh
song performed by by David Bowie
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He That Hath Ears
'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.'-
St. John the Divine.
The Spirit says unto the churches,
'Ere ever the churches began
I lived in the centre of Being-
The life of the Purpose and Plan;
I flowed from the mind of the Maker
Through nature to man.
'I sleep in the glow of the jewel,
I wake in the sap of the tree,
I stir in the beast of the forest,
I reason in man, and am free
To turn on the path of Ascension
To the god yet to be.
'I was, and I am, and I will be;
I live in each church and each faith,
But yield to no bond and no fetter,
I animate all with my breath;
I speak through the voice of the living,
And I speak after death.'
The Spirit says unto the churches
'The dead are not gone, they are near;
And my voice, when I will it, speaks through them,
Speaks through them in messages clear.
And he that hath ears, in the silence
May listen and hear.'
The Spirit says unto the churches,
'So many the feet that have trod
The road leading up into knowledge,
The steep narrow path has grown broad;
And the curtain held down by old dogmas
Is lifted by God.'
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Voice
There's a lot that you preach and say you stand for
Kindness and generosity but you still have to settle a score
Skilled with the a blade sharper than a lethal sword
Freedom of speak, the only weapon you can afford
So many sit in silence as your opinions are shared
Words that are laced with poison but still they truly care
No one can tell just what your tune can truly sell
The only ones free are the ones whose hearing time quells
Yet there is still one whose voice speaks volumes through yours
As silence descends so does the truth hidden before
This other voice speaks and all has been restrained
But in a less violent way as those that you tamed
Violent may not be the correct term to use here
No, maybe I should show them the terror and fear
That held them so restricted in the cold and the dark
Show them the true power of your words possessive mark
So now that they listen to this other voice
Maybe now you can make the right choice
Let them be free for the sake of your soul
Because even though you try to protect, you can't pay that toll
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Staring At The Sun In Protest
staring at the sun on a noonday
in protest of what is happening to
all of the honest people
the annihilation of those who still
have integrity
i get blinded with too much heat
and penetrating light of the powers that be
expectantly i must surrender
for there is no other choice
they keep on reminding me
but i did not and i will not
in too much loneliness and feeling
left out in the corner of my choices
i begin to see the faces of my truths
these truths
all these painful truths of
a democracy veiled in the euphemisms
of evil ones
i have no regret
the voice of God speaks
and that is enough for me
my body is torn and rotten
my soul is emerging
triumphant at the end...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweet Silence Speaks
At the brink of the midnight
When every mortal sleeps
When voices turn their faces
Then the sweet silence speaks
With the onset of the moonlight
Slowly deserting the streets
When the noises are duped
Then the sweet silence speaks
When the zephyrs are high
At the snow covered peaks
And the voices get numb
Then the sweet silence speaks
I desperately wait to meet her
Through days and all through the weeks
I really die to hear her voice
And then the sweet silence speaks
Through an edge of a dream
When my sweety slowly peaks
All of a sudden I wake up
When the sweet silence speaks
poem by Sumeet Mukherjee
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Knowledge Is Both Gift And Curse
In the darkness i sit and wait,
Knowing the world's tragic fate,
The world will end when comes night,
Never again will we see dawns morning light,
I know the terror, fear and sorrow,
Of knowing there, will be no tomorrow,
And so in the darkness i sit and wait,
Knowing the world's tragic fate,
I wish to God i could forget,
The Earths demise, that is in time set,
Constantly thinking of the soon dead,
I put a bullet through my head,
This is what happens when you sit and wait,
Knowing the world's tragic fate,
poem by Kieran J1996
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The passing of an ordinary man is sad. The passing of a great man is tragic, and doubly tragic when the greatness passes before the man does.
quote by Harpo Marx
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Head On Collision
I've been waiting for a good day
I've been holding back long enough
I've been hurting to tell you some things
it's not the falling of the temperature
that's making all our bones run cool
it's the breeze you make
the presence felt when you're around me
and it feels like I'm at an all-time low
slightly bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case
and I'm still waiting for a good day
I think I've held this long enough
I think it's safe to tell you some things
it's not just what you say to people
and it's not the way you look at me
it's the way you present yourself
for all your worst critics to see
and it feels like I'm at an all-time low
slightly bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case
then you were gone
you were gone
all this time you just didn't know it yet
you were gone
all this time you just didn't know it yet
you were gone
and it feels like I'm at an all-time low
slightly bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
another tragic case and I've been
still waiting for a good day
still waiting for a good day
song performed by by New Found Glory from Sticks And Stones
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Head On Collison
Ive been waiting for a good day
Ive been holding back long enough
Ive been hurting to tell you some things
Its not the falling of the temperature
Thats making all our bones run cool
Its the breeze you make
The presence felt when youre around me
And it feels like Im at an all-time low
Slightly bruised and broken
From our head on collision
Ive never seen this side of you
Another tragic case of feeling
Bruised and broken
From our head on collision
Ive never seen this side of you
Another tragic case
And Im still waiting for a good day
I think Ive held this long enough
I think its safe to tell you some things
Its not just what you say to people
And its not the way you look at me
Its the way you present yourself
For all your worst critics to see
And it feels like Im at an all-time low
Slightly bruised and broken
From our head on collision
Ive never seen this side of you
Another tragic case of feeling
Bruised and broken
From our head on collision
Ive never seen this side of you
Another tragic case
Then you were gone
You were gone
All this time you just didnt know it yet
You were gone
All this time you just didnt know it yet
You were gone
And it feels like Im at an all-time low
Slightly bruised and broken
From our head on collision
Ive never seen this side of you
Another tragic case of feeling
Bruised and broken
From our head on collision
Ive never seen this side of you
Another tragic case
Another tragic case of feeling
Bruised and broken
Another tragic case and Ive been
Still waiting for a good day
Still waiting for a good day
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Poison
Help me
I'm in disgrace
Witness slow death
All over my face
Help me
Pick up my heart
Tell my friends
Wherever they are
Listen
They stole my dream
New corruption
Know what i mean?
Listen
Do you think i don't know?
I've got a face like metal
And a radio
Listen up
Listen up good
New man's fame
Is new man's poison
Stand up
Stand up and fight
Stand up i won't quit so
Stand up and play
Stand up
Stand up and scream
Stand up i won't run so
Stand up and lose
Listen up
Listen up good
Innocence
Is new corruption
Memories?
I don't need
A dead museum
And a grudge to feed
Memories
Rewrite shame
Rearrange the feelings
To ease your pain
Big lie
So this is the word
A needle in the back
And my voice unheard
Big lie
So this is the news
Radio lost
And i've nothing to lose
Nu voice
Said this is insane
I'm trying to learn the rhythm
Of the rule change game
Nu voice
I'm a clock with no hands
Someone said forgive them
I don't know if i can
Tell me
What did i do?
You'd think i'd sold perversion
To the son of god (who?)
Tell me
What did i say?
I don't believe that honesty
Pays
Listen up
Listen up good
New man's fame
Is new man's poison
Listen up
Listen up good
Innocence
Is new corruption
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Head On Collision (Acoustic)
I've been waiting for a good day
I've been holding back long enough
I've been hurting to tell you some things
it's not the falling of the temperature
that's making all our bones run cool
it's the breeze you make
the presence felt when you're around me
and it feels like I'm at an all-time low
slightly bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case
and I'm still waiting for a good day
I think I've held this long enough
I think it's safe to tell you some things
it's not just what you say to people
and it's not the way you look at me
it's the way you present yourself
for all your worst critics to see
and it feels like I'm at an all-time low
slightly bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case
then you were gone
you were gone
all this time you just didn't know it yet
you were gone
all this time you just didn't know it yet
you were gone
and it feels like I'm at an all-time low
slightly bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
from our head on collision
I've never seen this side of you
another tragic case
another tragic case of feeling
bruised and broken
anothe
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Child Of The Wind!
I am...
a child of the wind!
where it goes, i go!
where it ceases, i cease!
when it speaks,
it is with my voice.
when it rattles the shutters
on your windows closed...
it is just me,
wanting to come in!
when it moans and howls,
it is my body
burning for yours!
when it softly blows,
i am caressing your face.
when it brings the rain,
i am coming for you...
with a torch and the gift
of life renewed!
I am that wind!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Faithless, The Wonder Boy
I've had these jeans since i was born
And now they're ripped and now they're torn
And all my friends have skateboards
I want the toys of other boys
I want a knife and a gun and things
But mom and dad will not give in
And i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
I can't put the needle in
No i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
And now i know just what it is
It's called disease and it's got my head
It always runs where i hide
Too scared too talk, too scared to try
Too scared to know the reasons why
And all my friends say bye bye
And i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
No i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
And i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
No i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
song performed by by Radiohead
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Big Ideas
I've had these jeans since i was born
And now they're ripped and now they're torn
And all my friends have skateboards
I want the toys of other boys
I want a knife and a gun and things
But mom and dad will not give in
And i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
I can't put the needle in
No I can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
And now I know just what it is
It's called disease and it's got my head
It always runs where I hide
Too scared too talk, too scared to try
Too scared to know the reasons why
And all my friends say bye bye
And i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
No I can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
And i can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
No I can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
Can't put the needle in
song performed by by Radiohead
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In the Dark I Sit
In the dark I sit
A picture on the wall
Eyes staring observing me
Talks to me tells me I’m valueless
A nothing a nobody
I yell at it tell it to stop
But it just ignores me
In the dark I sit
A picture on the wall
Eyes staring observing me
Talks to me tells me I’m valueless
I’m nothing a nobody
I try to ignore it I try to block out the voices
But I have to give in
In the dark I sir
A picture on the wall
Eyes staring observing me
Talks to me tells me I’m valueless
I’m nothing a nobody
I try not to listen try to deny it
But it speaks the truth
In the dark I sit
A picture on the wall
Eyes staring observing me
Talks to me tells me I’m valueless
A nothing a nobody
I begin to believe it begin to listen to the voice
But then I realize they come from within
In the dark I sit
A picture on the wall
Eyes shut now dead now
No longer speaks to me the picture is worthless
A nothing a nobody
It’s finally quite it’s finally peaceful
But now it’s just dark
poem by Eboni Paul
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Justice For Prejudice?
Since your tragic death and dones.
Nothing seems,
To have changed.
The twisted bitter lies;
Just seem to carry on.
This awful thorn of disguise.
Thwarting the strong,
In the eyes.
The young they scream, they die.
I watch their parent mourn.
A thing i can't explain.
But grieve it to my grave.
I've taste the bitter truth,
The tragic slaps of rain.
I said i can't explain.
The british justice way.
They loose the slaves in chains.
But made us slaves with brain.
I have two words to say.
About the justice game.
As i would define;
The tragic charms of lies.
Justice for the rich.
Prejudice for the poor.
poem by Prince Salamaveli
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No Other Voice
There is no other voice I miss as much
When I'm far from my home, your laughter, your touch
There's no music on earth I'd rather hear
No other voice but yours
Your birdsong in the morning
You're the wind in the trees
The lapping of night waves on tropical seas
You're the sound of my heart beat, my breathing, my life
The lullabye rocking our babies to sleep at night
And through the dead of the voices I scream in my head
There is only one voice that sings love songs instead
There is no other sound that speaks straight to my heart
There is no other voice
not even a choice
There is no other voice but yours
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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