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Beneath All Else...

beneath my feet
i hide my shadows and
they escape like
fugitives
under the guises
of their
sad stories

beneath my hands
i clasp my emptiness
and shaped like a ball
you mistake it for
fullness

you are confused
and i look amazed
still unfazed by your
feigned confidences

beneath my hair
i hide my thoughts
beneath my skull
i hide my soul

beneath my beliefs
i hide a number of faces
beneath my heart
i tell love stories

beneath all these
are the shallowness of them all
something that nobody expects
for i am simple
as a yellow paper
where you list
your bad debts

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLII: What Lies Beneath

beauty lies beneath
sense lies beneath
secret lies beneath
character lies beneath
rule lies beneath
mind lies beneath
past lies beneath
foundation lies beneath
root lies beneath
dark hole lies beneath

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Beneath The Skin

Beneath the Skin a caustic red river
Beneath the Skin corrosive abuser
Beneath the Skin genetic in rupture
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin a still born forgiveness
Beneath the Skin cell transfer in whispers
Beneath the Skin a lover cries murder
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin i wasted this moment
Beneath the Skin old undiscovered
Beneath the Skin another lies ruptured
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered

song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Stranded (Lyrics)

Your waves come crashing down
Like a semi-auto trailer
I dive so deep in the sea
To avoid killer whales
A perfect moment here and gone
It has sailed
I'll use a hammerhead to drive
Rusty nail inside

I'm feeling the sea beneath me, beneath you
I'm feeling the sea beneath you, beneath me

Imagine if our world was blue and weightless
I never meant to do wrong to you
You're my starfish

You moan a tone so low beyond me
A telepathic sub-sonic frequency
I need a little air for emergency
You have to understand this urgency

I'm feeling the sea beneath me, beneath you
White sand beneath my feet
No brain between my ears
I'm feeling the sea beneath you, beneath me
I know that if I had one
I'd spare us both these years

A sea anemone, you're my enemy

poem by Satan's Sibling
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Subconciously

at the surface is a roy
could be roy something else
you face him
beneath a roy could be a jerry something
that you have met but could not fully
remember
you are determined not to be confused
and so you focus on the road that the the yellow bus is taking you
it is nothing but imagination
you are in the house
doing nothing because writing is actually nothing
beneath you is someone else and it
(a thing or something) is telling you what to write
you are not alarmed
it is nothing it is nothing but words and words are nothing
as a matter of familiarity
beneath your mind is the heart
beneath that heart are so many things
you try to enumerate names
and more names
and places
until you reach a certain marker, shades of red,
pathways of veins, flowing blood, all kept and contained
within the sound system
and then you look at your hands
beneath it
someone so lovely and beautiful
someone you desired for long
beneath you

and then you stop.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Sit Beneath This Tree

I sit beneath this tree,
Bared beneath the moon,
I'm touched by it's coolness,
I'm loved by it's light,
I sit beneath the tree,
The world can see my scars,
The hollow where my heart layed,
And where my soul escaped,
Then in my hand the dagger,
In your hands my heart,
As it quickly slows,
The necklace round my throat,
Slowly drips down my chest,
I sit beneath this tree,
As you hold onto my hand,
My soul it tries to fly,
With wongs broken from guilt,
I sit upon the earth,
As you hold my hands and plea,
Plea for my forgiveness,
Before the darkness takes control,
Plea for my love,
Before I journey to my grave,
I sit beneath this tree,
As you pain my death,
With your guilt and no forgiveness,
I sit beneath this tree,
As my soul it walks away,
Towards loved gates of Hell.

poem by Holly Heron
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There's Milk Beneath This Poem

there's milk beneath this poem, and blood
aswirl, like a marble cake of moments half-baked;
there's blood beneath this poem, and tears
unmixed like oil in a rain barrel of thoughts;
there's tears beneath this poem, and come
awash with a million squirming attempts to awaken;
there's come beneath this poem, and the sea
unforgiving, with its undertow of fears, unknown and unsought.

there's milk beneath this poem, and silent screams
unheard for years and moments, draping the hallways;
there's silent screams beneath this poem, and mad laughter
adrift in the corrridors of the family myth, undone;
there's mad laughter beneath this poem, and choking sobs
unmoving in my throat, like a chicken bone, unloved, always;
there's choking sobs beneath this poem, and gnashing teeth
awash with the bitter taste of sweet defeat, like bile, or yesterday's onions.

there's milk beneath this poem, and time
like the blank white page before me;
there's time beneath this poem, and space
where the emptiness is reborn as room to move;
there's space beneath this poem, and thought
rumbling like the very voice of god himself, imploring that
there's thought beneath this poem, and all
is like nothing else, so much as the need to love;

there's milk beneath this poem, and all
the death on earth can't change that.

poem by Christo Andrus
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Magic Beneath

There is a fire beneath me that is ready to burst
It cannot be seen by the naked eye
I cannot explain why or how
It simply rages beneath my soul

It is slowly exploding
The magic inside me
The magic beneath my heart
The spell that makes my heart beat
Faster and slower at the same time

It gives an uncoditional warmness
Making me strong inside and out
Making me to do things
Never been done

The feeling raging through my eyes
Making me want to scream
Letting out everything

Confused, Worried
Will this magic come out?
Come beneaht me
Raging through out the world
Raging beneath me...

poem by Karima Puzon
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Initial Attraction

What lies beneath the surface smile?
which you display to everyone?
The mask you wear to be in style.
What lies beneath is yours alone.

Does it indicate interest?
What lies beneath the surface smile?
And will I perhaps pass the test
enjoy your company for a while.

Is it a sign of practiced guile?
or simple act of self defence.
What lies beneath the surface smile?
Must I rely on my sixth sense?

My need to know grows more intense
I am prepared to wait awhile
to try and gain your confidence.
What lies beneath the surface smile?

(poeticpiers/20/07/2007)

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Chameleon hide

Marked beneath the moon
By blast of darkness shed in a tear
Dying beneath the dawn
In the minefields
Where to die is not the only death
Sunlit cliff cut bruises
Sunlit cliff cut scars
Chameleon hide

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Beneath Still Waters

(dallas frazer)
Beneath still waters
Theres a strong undertow
The surface wont tell you
What the deep water knows
Darling, Im saying
I know somethings wrong
Beneath still waters
Your love is gone
Even a fool could see
That youll soon be leaving me
But each and every heart
Must take its turn at misery
And this time its me
And Ill cry alone
Beneath still waters
Your love is gone
Even a fool could see
That youll soon be leaving me
But each and every heart
Must take its turn at misery
And this time its me
And Ill cry alone
Beneath still waters
Your love is gone
Beneath still waters
Your love is gone
Beneath still waters
Your love is gone

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Cowtown

Im going down to cowtown
The cows a friend to me
Lives beneath the ocean and thats where I will be
Beneath the waves, the waves
And thats where I will be
Im gonna see the cow beneath the sea
The yellow roosevelt avenue leaf overturned
The ardor of arboreality is an adventure we have spurned, weve spurned
A new leaf overturned
Its a new leaf overturned
And so Im going down to cowtown
The cows a friend to me
Lives beneath the ocean and thats where I will be
Beneath the waves, the waves
And thats where I will be
Im gonna see the cow beneath the sea
We yearn to swim for home, but our only home is bone
How sleepless is the egg knowing that which throws the stone
Foresees the bone, the bone
Our only home is bone
Our only home is bone
And so Im going down to cowtown
The cows a friend to me
Lives beneath the ocean and thats where I will be
Beneath the waves, the waves
And thats where I will be
Im gonna see the cow beneath the sea
Yes Im going down to cowtown
The cows a friend to me
Lives beneath the ocean and thats where I will be
Beneath the waves, the waves
And thats where I will be
Im gonna see the cow beneath the sea
Yes Im gonna see (Im gonna see)
The cow (the cow)
Beneath the sea

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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A Robin

Oh, silly robin!
Worms squirm merrily
Beneath three snow feet.

Sharpen your beak
Get in there digging
They flourish indeed
Beneath three snow feet.

Fluff up your feathers
Brace the cold weather
They're naive of your presence
Beneath three snow feet.

poem by Deva De Silva
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Leni

I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky.
Beneath her shoulder, beneath her evil eye.
She towers over this male who is a fly.
My sci-fi lullaby
I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky.
I beg below her, my limbs are paralysed.
She beats me harder than any kind of guy.
My sci-fi lullaby

song performed by by Placebo
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Fragment

Moon of leaves,
Moon of the falling leaves,
To you I bring the slippers
of the sun.
That you may dance upon the
floor of sun,
My lady carries sun within her eyes.
Moon of the Unrevealed,
Moon of the gold-encrusted shield,
To you I bring the fragment
of my prayer.

Moon of the crinkled hair,
Tell me, will my lady yield
Eyes and mouth and breasts unsealed?
Will my lady yield?

Moon of the yellow streaked with red,
Moon that the sun would lead to bed,
Moon with the death's head
More than dead,
Why do you frighten the Goddess of Love,
Whose frail white fingers are moving above
The lover's white body lost in his love?
Moon, you are more than dead.

Moon of the ermine loist in the snow,
Moon of the frozen furbelow,
Moon of the nothingness here below,
Moon, you must go.

It is the Sun that tells you so-
Moon, you must go.

And I was dark beneath the moon,
And you were dark beneath the moon,
And we were dark beneath the moon.

Now I am gold beneath the sun,
Now you are gold beneath the sun,
Now we are gold beneath the Sun.

poem by Harry Crosby
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Hymn 4

Salvation in the cross.

Here at thy cross, my dying God,
I lay my soul beneath thy love,
Beneath the droppings of thy blood,
Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove.

Not all that tyrants think or say,
With rage and lightning in their eyes,
Nor hell shall fright my heart away,
Should hell with all its legions rise.

Should worlds conspire to drive me thence,
Moveless and firm this heart should lie;
Resolved, (for that's my last defence,)
If I must perish, there to die.

But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear;
Am I not safe beneath thy shade?
Thy vengeance will not strike me here,
Nor Satan dares my soul invade.

Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood,
And all my foes shall lose their aim:
Hosannah to my dying God,
And my best honors to his name.

poem by Isaac Watts
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Through The Broken Soul

Lonely snores, lonely dreams,
lonesomeness is all it seems,
eerie thoughts of foregone love,
mingle with night like hand in glove,
brightened dark plunging swoon,
beneath sooth and lonely gloom,
lonely snores, lonely dreams,
lonesomeness is all it seems,

Broken soul, remember seethe,
tame the darkness beneath your feet,
bemoaned psyche of living dearth,
haunting glows of affections felt,
grip the bed within your grasp,
wriggle the sheets in tightly clasp,
Broken soul, remember seethe,
tame the darkness beneath your feet.

reason with the pouring clatters above your roof,
napping and tapping to soul's reproof,
fix your gaze beneath the night,
sack the fiendly sight of fright,
broken soul meet your god,
expunge all - the eerie flood,
lonely snores, lonely dreams,
lonesomeness is all it seems,

another gleam of a damsel's view,
oh shut your eyes to love anew,
simple solitude - all the cure,
alone, alone is all the pure.

poem by Mbanaso Samuel
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Natasha in the Snow

For Natasha Richardson 2009

Beneath the snow
lie rocks and stones
that have no surprises
but hardness.

Beneath the skull
lie blood and bone
that hide possibilities
in softness.

Two surfaces collide
in chance and time
spaces are filled
with the heaviness
and swell of blood

pressure pushing tight
Cranium restrictive
enclosed and held
brain coning
no oxygen drive
to breath
no ventricle beat
to pulse

Pupils fixed and dilated
no more response
no more subtle irony
nothing more
no-one.

poem by M.L. Emmett
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Love’s Serenade

I’ve just got to know her better
and there’s one thing I can do.
I’ll sing beneath her window
of my love, so real and true.

She may not know me well,
but I’ll soon put that to right
when I’m beneath her window
with the moon shining bright.

With my guitar, heart and voice,
and a fresh rose of red,
I’ll be beneath her window
to serenade her from her bed.

When she hears me singing
she’ll beam down a smile
and blow me a kiss to prove
its been worthwhile.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Avenue Of Hope

Along the avenue of hope
The footsteps falter, the fingers grope
and days, stretch out, beneath the sun
No-one's born, and no-one dies, no-one lives, so no-one cries
and we wait to see just what we will become
Don't let me falter, don't let me ride
Don't let the earth in me subside
Let me see just who I will become
You're like the clouds in my home town
You just grow fat and hang around
and you're days stretch out beneath the sun
and you don't live, you don't die, you don't love so you don't cry
and we wait, to see just what we will become
Don't let me borrow, don't let me bring
Don't let me wallow, don't make me sing
Let me see just who I will becomee
Don't let me falter, don't let me hide
Don't let someone else decide
Just who or what I will become
Don't let them borrow, don't let them bring
Don't let them wallow, don't make them sing
Let them stretch out beneath the sun

song performed by by I Am Kloot
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Whom to Tick Off...and Why?

To tick,
Or not...
To tick off?
Should this be one's main focus,
As a goal?

Should one have other ambitions?
Such as to step on one's toes?
Or...
Deliberately roll one's eyes,
From left to right...
Pausing,
With immediated vertical...
Up and down movement?
Followed by a thumbing of one's nose.

The choices dwindle today.
So appropriate were the days,
When walking with a cork up one's butt...
Displayed one's irritation,
With those thought 'beneath'.

Now...
Today,
So many are beneath.
Even beneath those they chose to be 'beneath'.
And it becomes increasingly difficult to decide,
Whom to tick off...
And why?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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