At The War Remnants' Museum
we watched the pictures of the
war and it victims
we stopped joking
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Posting Pictures
i'm going to quit writing poetry,
and start taking pictures...
pictures of the homeless,
the jobless, the hungry,
the war victims, drug victims,
crime victims, victims of oppressive
regimes, beaten, imprisoned, threatened...
starting right here!
the elderly left to die in want,
those left to live on the street,
families sleeping in cars,
parents burying their children...
smoke stacks smoking,
nuclear disasters, oil spills,
mountains being mined,
timber being cut...
lonely people walking alone!
small children crying...
lovers left in the cold...
empty churches full of people.
i'm going to post these pictures in color
for all the world to see,
post them in dead silence...
maybe then someone will hear,
hear, and offer a hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Joking
You said the world was magic
I was wide-eyed and laughing
We were dancing up to the bright side
Forget about your ego
Forget about your pride
And you will never have to compromise
And you were only joking
You were only joking brother
We talked about our mothers
Kissed the wounds of our fathers
I could have been your sister
I would have been your brother
You kissed me like I was a soldier
Headed for a war
I dying man but I dont know what for
And you were only joking
You were only joking brother
You were only joking
(wide-eyed and laughing)
You were only joking brother
(dancing up to the bright side)
Gravel and glass on the bottom of my feet
I bruised my heels on the swollen street
We were girls in bars
Boys on the town
Bumping like a pinball off a careless crowd
You said good friends are hard to come by
I laughed and bought you a beer
Its too corny to cry
Well sentiment given
Oh sentiment lost
You shake it off with a smirk and a toss
And you were only joking
You were only joking brother
You were only joking
Were only joking brother
And you were only joking
(gravel and glass on the bottom of my feet)
You were only joking brother
(I bruised my heels on the swollen street)
You kissed me like a soldier heading for a war
(joking)
Im a dying man
(you were only joking)
And you were only joking
(dont know what for)
(dying man)
You were only joking brother
(dont know what for)
And you were only
And you were only
And you were only joking
Brother
One two three four
Ah yeah
Sha la
Sha la
Sha la
Sha la
Sha la
(wide eyed and laughing)
Sha la
(dancing up to the bright side)
Sha la
(wide eyed and laughing)
Sha la
(dancing up to the bright side)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Was Only Joking
'I was only joking! '
You know...
Many years ago,
I heard those same comments...
Said to me by a few folks.
Those who 'still' socialize and meet.
Doing those 'same' things,
As they tease each other and greet.
On the same neighborhood streets.
In discussions of a yesterday.
As if those 'yesterdays' have not gone away.
Some of them have unruly children,
Who lack discipline.
And they even brag about,
How they 'hang' around and party...
With their teenage grandchildren.
Don't get me wrong.
I still may hum a few old songs.
I've been accused of taking my life too seriously.
And that I 'think' too much.
And with that I must agree.
But at the age of...
How old are you?
Over fifty?
I am...63.
'I was only joking! '
Trust me,
This I know.
But something inside me wishes...
People like you would grow.
And I don't believe,
I will ever see...
Those wishes come true!
Do you?
'I was only joking! '
And you are too sad,
To bring a smile to my face.
Or even think I should laugh!
I'm glad my seriousness,
Kept my steps moving with a forward pace.
'I was only joking! '
I know.
You told me so.
I just don't have it in me,
To cry!
Goodbye.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am being watched..
Wherever I go, I am watched,
even to the loo, I am watched,
While driving the car,
crossing the signals,
Walking in the malls,
Talking in the halls,
I am watched.
When the smoking alarms go on,
I am watched.
When the traffic tickets issued,
I am watched.
When the bills are not paid,
I am watched.
When the bills are over due,
I am warned.
When my accounts are watched,
when my status is watched,
when my orientation is watched,
What freedom do I talk about?
When my finger prints are stored,
When my eyes are photographed,
When photographs are safe kept,
What freedom do I have?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Freedom
I used to think you understood
Taught me right and learnt me good
Made things simple for my brain
Told the truth and made it plain
But the implications I mistook
Until I found out whose side you took
And now with paper in my hand
Im beginning to understand
So this is freedom - {they must be joking}
They must be joking - {if they think its true}
So this is freedom - [i doubt their truth}
So this is freedom - {for me and you}
From the front page news to the interviews
Its sink the reds and left the blues
They pretend theyre differing points of view
But its only different shades of blue
But the implications I mistook
Until I found out whose side you took
And now with paper in my hand
Im beginning to understand
So this is freedom - {they must be joking}
They must be joking - {if they think its true}
So this is freedom - [i doubt their truth}
So this is freedom - {for me and you}
[guitar solo]
So this is freedom - {they must be joking}
They must be joking - {if they think its true}
So this is freedom - [i doubt their truth}
So this is freedom - {for me and you}
F.r.e.e.d.o.m.
They locked us up once
So theyll do it again
C.h.a.i.n.e.d.
They locked up my friends
Now theyre coming for me
song performed by by Housemartins
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You've Been Watched
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
Whenever you misbehave,
You've been watched a lot.
Whatever it is you say,
You've been watched a lot.
It would behoove if you,
Turned it up a notched.
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
You've been watched.
No matter what you might have,
Or might have not.
You've been watched a lot.
There are snoopers dedicated.
You've been watched a lot.
No matter how careful you make it.
You've been watched a lot.
Even simple things you do...
They may say you do that too!
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You've been watched a lot.
You've been watched.
No matter what you think you have,
Or haven't got.
You are being watched nonstop.
There are snoopers dedicated.
You've been watched a lot.
No matter how careful you make it.
You've been watched a lot.
Even simple things you do...
They may say you do that too!
People are so fascinated,
They fantasize you being naked.
You've been watched,
Around the clock.
You are being watched...
Nonstop.
You've been watched,
Around the clock.
You are being watched...
Nonstop.
You've been watched,
Around the clock.
You are being watched...
Nonstop.
Nonstop.
You've been watched!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Lord Is Always Joking At Me
My lord is always joking at me.
When I asked for a bicycle
he gave me a car.
When I asked for a computer
he gave me a mobile phone.
When I asked for a book
he gave me a pen and a pad of paper.
When I ask for money
he gave me some trees.
When I asked for a bedroom
he gave me a house with a garden
that has many flowers....
My lord is always joking at me!
Though my lord is always joking at me
I know he loves me, anyway.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Pictures In The Sand
And Im gonna spend my time,
Drawing pictures in the sand for you.
And Im gonna ride the tide[? ],
And Im gonna make a rendezvous.
Sitting by the sea,
Sipping at my tea,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing message to you.
Pictures in the sand (drawing pictures in the sand)
There is nothing I would rather do (there is nothing I would rather do)
Than just sit here in the sand (drawing pictures in the sand)
And think of thinks Id like to say to you (I love you true)
Every single day (every single day)
I waste my time away,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing messages to you.
(all together)
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
Pictures in the sand.
If I didnt have a dime,
Would you still be loving me?
While I spend my whole life through,
Drawing pictures just for you.
But I could never draw my love,
Its so very hard to do.
Every single day,
I waste my time away,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing messages to you.
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
Pictures in the sand. (do-bum, do-bum...)
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pictures In My Mind
Sweet nighttime pictures in my mind
have made it hard to sleep.
Can't I change them into dreams,
the kind I want to keep?
They've got me wide-awake in bed
wondering why they're here?
I should be sleeping soundlessly
but they just won't disappear.
Pictures of dancing and sweet romancing,
things that are no longer around,
I need to stop these pictures
and keep my feet on the ground.
Pictures of moonbeams shining
with a glow that warms my heart,
I close my eyes and I see you
and now my eyes start to smart.
The pictures become too blurry
for tears have formed in my eyes.
I wipe them and look for the pictures.
They're gone and I realize
that they were pictures of younger days
when all we ever knew
was passion and sweet embraces.
These were pictures of me and you.
And so as I lie here next to you
and wait for sleep to come,
I content myself with these scenes I've had
for I remember where they're from.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Joker
She smiled and laughed
As loud as she could
She was always with me
But why the hell she would? ?
Not a reason cause I loved her,
Neither we bestfredns nor she loved me
How could I smile always outside? ?
With a broken heart inside of me? ?
I got serious and stopped joking
Then I realized, in her life I was no more
And never. Didn't wanted to accept this
But for her I was nothing more than a JOKER…
poem by Sushanta Rokka
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Hundred
Hundreds of joking hatred gathered together for everlasting stay,
Two hundred were solidly in love with themselves,
Three thousand voices were heard.
A crowd must be heated in straight affairs
Of their laughter, and joking is unheard of.
A joy destroyed us, destiny will give us a new look.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Can It Be Stopped
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can it be dropped.
Can it be stopped.
Hoodwinkers on the loose.
Hoodwinkers out to dupe too!
And...
Can they be stooped.
Crooked people after loot,
Proving they can low stoop.
But...
Can they can they dropp it.
Can they be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can they be stopped.
Hoodwinkers on the loose,
Stooping low as they choose.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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They're To Succeed
Passing by they stopped and parked
Such lovely blossom seems so sweet.
Gladly indeed they thought it's a treat
They rushed in! Out came a swarm of bees
The bees cried chop, cho. They're a happy fleet
They watched them keep busy around the tree.
In this world of ours, it there wild world.
Funny these people never stopped to ask
They've to achieved between those tree.
God provided and restored life indeed
All on there own enjoying the breeze around the tree.
Know hand out stretched in the tree
They roam through the field to succeed
Move from three to tree to fulfill their needs
Stopped in all most every tree they meet
They have to survive on the ground to the tree.
poem by Delores V. Bogle
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Pictures Of You
Pictures of you
Its just pictures of you, through the bedroom door
With that sly little grin, says you want it some more
But theres people around, and they dont look so nice
Tell me why dont they move, this has happened before
This has happened before
Its just pictures of you
In darkness
Pictures of you
Id been sleeping for hours,
When you came to my house
Youd been lost in a crowd, said you had to get out
You were covered with tears and you said you were sad
So you wanted to play
Yes, you wanted to play
Well you touched me and smiled, as you let yourself go
Oh, but something was wrong, cause your touch was so cold
Like youd been in the ground and you asked if you could
Stay
And I said no!
Its just pictures of you
In darkness
(pictures of you)
In that lovely white dress, oh your skin was so white
With the moon in your eyes, on that cold winter night
When your lips were so soft, that I though they would
Melt,
And the sound of your breath and the way that you felt
And I said yes
And I said yes
Its just pictures of you with a knife in your hand
With a rose in your teeth lying nude in the sand
Its just pictures of you, standing high on a cliff
With the wind in your hair, and a smile on your lips
And your eyes were so wild, when you started to laugh
Blending in with the wind, sounded just like a scream
Why do pictures of you
Come to me when I dream
In darkness
Pictures of you
Pictures of you
Pictures of you
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Victims No More
Victims No more on this Mother Earth,
No More killing of her
people, animals, mammals, fish and birds,
to them she has given birth.
Yes, victims no more,
For all of us as one,
what you do unto the innocent
with your weapons,
has devastating repercussions.
From a standpoint of victims you make us your slaves,
bringing all of us to an early grave.
No Victims of the Sea,
the sea creatures are meant to have a destiny,
and swim in an ocean that is clean.
No one is here to have their homes taken away from them,
be it through pollution of oil from which it stems.
This oil drilling has to end.
So put down your weapons.
Copyright 2010 Christina Surnise
www.purplepoems.com
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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I Watched
Pediatric E.R, R.I.P 11/5/09 (Volunteer work can be tough)
I watched…
A heartbreaking scene today
But I couldn’t take
my eyes away
I watched …
I feel shamed to say
I watched
a little girl die today
I watched …
an anguished EMT cry
I watched nurses drawn faces
I watched a little girl die
I watched …
Just outside the doors
The Frantic CPR applied
With frantic, futile force
I watched
Her mother fearfully enter the room
To be seated by her side
To share in her impending doom
I watched
A strange, unsettling scene
Upturned faces as if in prayer
hopefully watch the vitals screen
I watched
A life dissipate and fade
On a bed
That I had newly made
I watched…
At least a half hour they tried
With wondrous machines, marvelous medicines
Yet still, this little girl died
I watched…
Then I heard a small whimpering cry!
But It was only the mother
As she saw her child die
I watched…
Her arms outspread, her mom at her side
Young staring eyes so angelicly appealing
I watched, sadly watched….then I also cried.
poem by David Whalen
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Victims No More
Victims No more on this Mother Earth,
No More killing of her
people, animals, mammals, fish and birds,
to them she has given birth.
Yes, victims no more,
For all of us as one,
what you do unto the innocent
with your weapons,
has devastating repercussions.
From a standpoint of victims you make us your slaves,
bringing all of us to an early grave.
No Victims of the Sea,
the sea creatures are meant to have a destiny,
and swim in an ocean that is clean.
No one is here to have their homes taken away from them,
be it through pollution of oil from which it stems.
This oil drilling has to end.
So put down your weapons.
Copyright 2010 Christina Surnise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Pictures And Memories
There's a teardrop
Falling slowly from my eyes tonight
As I think of your two arms
That used to hold me so very tight
But you're gone now
And girl I'm alone and blue
With just these pictures and memories of you
Pictures and memories
Of a love warm and true
Pictures of love we shared
And the memories of you
But your pictures can't heal my chest
Of this hurt deep inside
Pictures and memories
I feel like crying tonight
--- Instrumental ---
I may be crazy but you know sometimes
I can almost feel your touch
Those who say I should be over you
Well I guess they just never loved as much
I'd put your pictures where I can't see them
But I'd still see them in my mind
Just like your memories,
They're right here with me all the time
Pictures and memories
Of a love warm and true
Pictures of love we shared
And the memories of you
But your pictures can't heal my chest
Of this hurt deep inside
Pictures and memories
That's why I'm crying tonight
Pictures and memories
I feel like dying tonight...
song performed by by Alabama
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The pictures are created by the listener, with a little help from the broadcaster. The pictures are perfect. If you're showing pictures, different things in that picture can distract from the spoken word.
quote by Bob Edwards
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The hallway of every man's life is paced with pictures; pictures gay and pictures gloomy, all useful, for if we be wise, we can learn from them a richer and braver way to live.
quote by Sean O'Casey
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