From Our Heads Like Gods We Give Birth To Others
they view us
as the impotents, those with only words to give to the world
we, phenomenal spectators
artists, onlookers, sensitive eyes, unblinking, blood rushing
to eyeballs, noting every thread of reality
in the fabric of this world
unfolding
we notice colors that they cannot see
we smell more than dogs
we see more than what eagles stare
we can be silent, and so enduring
surviving what they accuse us of
crimes that we cannot commit
we are patient and we endure what pain
is there, reserved for us like empty plates
on poisoned food and yet
we still eat them
caring less, on our emaciated bodies
too willing to offer
and if need be, die our earlier deaths
leaving them guilty in the process
we give no births in maternity beds
we do not really populate like they do
but look on our heads
we give births to other like us
in pain in joy in awakenings
and then we have become so many
ultimately winning
this game of posterity, this final battle of survival
in wit in freedom we have won this war
our swords are more sensitive
to make a kill and we devour what they vomit
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Give Me Some Pain
Well I've been around, I've seen the world,
I've met many women down like you,
But don't you think it's time you took control,
And taught me what you want me to do?
So baby give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Give me some pain
Love is a many splendoured thing,
But only on a bed of trust,
So wipe away my past with your sweet fists,
And show me the freedom of lust
And baby give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
Won't you give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
song performed by by White Town
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To be sensitive
As sensitive, I am neither tolerant nor patient.
As sensitive, I am neither neutral nor indifferent.
As sensitive, I am either a rose or a cactus.
Whose fault is it that I am sensitive?
24.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Im Sensitive
I was thinking that I might fly today
Just to disprove all the things that you say
It doesnt take a talent to be mean
You words can crush things that are unseen
So please be careful with me, Im sensitive
And Id like to stay that way
You always tell me that its impossible
To be respected, and be a girl
Whys it gotta be so complicated
Why you gotta tell me if Im hated
So please be careful with me, Im sensitive
And Id like to stay that way
I was thinking, that it might do some good
If we robbed the cynics and took all their food
That way what they believe will have taken place
And we can give it everybody who have some faith
So please be careful with me, Im sensitive
And Id like to stay that way
I have this theory, that if we told were bad
Then thats the only idea well ever have
But maybe if we are surrounded in beauty
Someday we will become what we see
cause anyone can start a conflict
Its harder yet to disregard it
Id rather see the world from another angle
We are everyday angels
Be careful with me cause Id like to stay that way
song performed by by Jewel
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Why is there pain in this world?
Why is there pain in this world?
When brothers fight brothers for no reason
Faced with the light of a gun ready to shot down there own
Yet the pain and the suffering never stops people
When the guns go off and children die
Why is there pain in this world?
When family fight when kids are looking on
Yet they never see the pain and suffering that they have caused
Yet when they see it too late time has gone
If only they notice there pain as well
Why is there pain in this world?
When the school bell has gone kids should be happy
Yet in the dark corner lays the bully ready to pound his prey
Yet the victim suffer in pain and silent’s too scared
To tell other what is going on
Why is there pain in this world?
When people are hungry when you or I have enough
Why can’t we help them try and ease the pain we can stop them being hungry
We can ease there pain and stop them from starving
Why can’t you see that when I can?
Why is there pain in this world?
When all we need to do is open are eyes and look
Yet were a nation a world that too blind to notice the pain that does not need to be
So here these words open your eyes and see if you can help.
Pain can be eased if only you believe that you can see.
poem by Kelly Berry
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Your well-wisher
As if my whole body’s skin is infected by boil
I can’t get rid of it regardless of toil and moil!
It has become so sensitive a little touch
Can give me alarming pain so I have to watch!
Baby, please give me no more pain
Cause love is flowing through my vein!
I am still and always will be your well-wisher
If you don’t love me anymore be like a star!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Back When.... (The World Was New)
we used to say 'i love you'...
rushing out doors we never locked.
leaving the fire untended,
and dishes in the sink.
summers came and died,
and neighbors seemed to follow.
as the footprints of small children,
became shadows that grew and left.
we who were forever young,
drinking dawn after dawn.
who are we now?
forever rusting in autumn....
the old spicket drips,
and dogs sleep as if they knew.
even the bricks begin to crumble,
the tin torn from the roof.
the setting sun names its own births,
and validates its deaths.
we who never speak,
words that seem strange to lips.
the flowers rest in peace,
the ashes cold and still.
as locks become the way,
the last winter looms in dread.
seems every house is vacant,
as the world drowns in transit.
we used to say 'i love you'...
back when the world was new!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Unravelled
I miscarry a lust for life
a passion for the unknown
a will to experience and observe the most sublime and horrid of things
I miscarry another world
I cannot give birth to in this prison I was locked up in.
I miscarry a pain for the human
difficult to bear, hard to confess
the pain of a child born in poverty
the pain of a man working overnight
the pain of a woman blocked inside her routine.
I miscarry the most delicate of pains
I cannot give birth to because they sound so absurd.
I miscarry a ravishing artist
all outraged and covered in blood and feathers
that pours herself on a blank piece of paper
trying to translate complicated and alluring thoughts
into heartfelt and pointless words
I miscarry an infected sensivity
I cannot give birth to in a atrocious reality.
poem by Eva Grotesque
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Flowers For The Magnificent Liar That We All Love No Matter What
you ask for bread
i give my own bread
plus juice, i had one
cold in the fridge
pressed from fresh orange
you can take it
sip slowly as i watch
i can give you almost
anything
if you just ask
you do not have to fabricate
stories
i know each line
been there, you see,
been there, i keep telling you
you ask the world
my world
i am always ready to give
this world to you
i have no power over the stars
and the sea
but i can ask them
for you
you just ask, all you need to do
is just ask
there is no need for a lie
yet you did lie to me
will you ask if it pains me?
even before you ask me
i have already an answer
like a fried chicken on the platter
I've been in pain
there is always pain over my shoulders
you're the burden there
so how can i ever experience pain again?
you are a liar
and will always be
one magnificent liar
if you only ask
we can always give you
the answer: we will always love you
just the same
know that. you must know that.
we have all cried for you
we want to save you
perhaps, these flowers will tell
that all....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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His Pleasure Is My Pain
A man stands in the doorway like a small child
Angry fists
She lies on her bed her head buried in her pillow
And she stares at the moon
He speaks to her all the words shes heard too many times before
And pretty soon she just lets his voice fade away
And she thinks...
This was a gradual steel frost
That started with cold feet
And ended with numb hearts
This was once satisfying sex but now no longer is
It was once filled with the possibilities of new china or old stone
But now its exagerated and waterlogged no longer what these
Hands had
Intended and still I cry in my sleep
He always said I was too sensitive,
But I say
(chorus)
At least I never meant to make him cry.
At least I never meant to make him hurt that way
Nooo I never meant to make him cry
Never meant to make him hurt that way
Yes its true, Im too senstive
But he takes pleasure in my pain.
Yes its true, Im too senstive
But he takes pleasure in my pain.
And the unheard hours they fly by
She goes to the window
She puts on a nightgown and brushes her hair
Hes already asleep
By the time she
Goes and lays herself back down.
She thinks
My god, what am I doing hear?
My bones have grown tired of his hunger, of his gray eyes,
And I feel if I were to stay one more night here Id die or explode
Or worse yet just fade away.
There have been days so dark that I felt like august
And that I soon too would turn to fall.
He always said I was too sensitive that if I cared so much
The world could kill me that way.
I wonder if hes only half alive or if hes simply always been this
Inarticulate,
Cause I say
And she gets out of bed and looks at her feet as though they
Were the wings for her freedom
She gets up and goes to the door
Its a moment in which anything can happen
Instead she gets out some clothing
Puts it in a bag and leaves him sleeping
While she heads for the door.
song performed by by Jewel
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Give God
Give god your sorrow.
Give god your pain.
Give god your shame.
Give god your soul.
God god your hurt.
Give god your heart and god will make u a new start.
Give god your tears because god have listening ears.
Give god your life.
Give god your Everything.
When u give god all of these, happiness he will bring.
poem by Louis Sheffield
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Oxidation
Through my nostrils
I inhale Oxygen
And give back Carbondioxide.
Oh! Along this sensitive process
I survive to write
And I realized
The life is not worth
When stop breathing.
* Yes Mr. President in these final days we can do it again,
best of luck!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Death is a relief.
No birth is welcome; the world is heavy.
Each death is welcome; the world gets relief.
With a birth, as its food, many births perish.
With a death, many births would get relief.
29.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We Cry for Food and They Give Us Bullets
Food! Food! Food!
It is all that we need
It is all that we need
to calm down our spirits!
It is food that fills
that fills the empty pangs
of our stomachs,
pangs that make us yawn
but cannot sleep
that make us gulp
but cannot vomit,
that make our saliva
taste sour and acidic!
We cry for food
like the helpless little children
with the art to attract attention
by our street demonstrations.
Yes, we cry for food like little children
to calm down our spirits,
that the cry cannot at all be neglected
for it is food,
it is food that soothes our spirits.
But you give us bullets
on the streets where we stage
our cry for food
You give us bullets
instead of food.
But even bullets cannot silence
our cry for food
for as long as we`re hungry
we shall be like little children
that will ever cry for food.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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The hidden Lion
make yourself smell like a perfume of passion, that never dies
and a wonderful moment that never fades, day to reckon
where everybody will remember, when our eternity await,
its final destiny
hidden lion keeps us, roaring in and out looking someone to be
devour living inside our soul, with every tears it fall, even
death it deceived, for the lion is very strong to push us in
the dungeon of the abyss of no return
the gift of life we share is the same life we give, let this be the
life that leads our offspring we entrusted the earth we left
with them, make the best, out what we inherited, the immortal
life, we bring is one that blooms the spring
life is just makes us fool, deceive what makes us fall, a lion in us
push us to feel that, the truth tell us the righteous way to the
kingdom we pray, is the final life we will stay
the freedom gain, of Adam and Eve pain is tainted with blood, that
makes us strong to face what brings us down, for the lion in
our heads hold the fortress, of the secret of the chamber of
our hearts, the Faith........
poem by Antonio Liao
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Sensitive To Light
I was feelin rather good
Shouldve touched some wood
Here she comes again
Reachin out to bend my ear
Shes worth another look
All the time it took
Pleasin to the eye
How can I just disappear, oh
It aint clear, no
Shes a bright and shining star
But I just must be sensitive to light
Oh I just might, yeah
I could have let her in
Give her just a spin
Let her think its love
Better rise above it all
Shes knockin at the door
Seems to want some more
Never gets the clue
What am I to do shell fall
And she might call, oh no
Shes a bright and shining star
But I just must be sensitive to light
Oh, I just know
She could do me well
I can always tell
Shes ready for the kill
But I think that I will go, no
Sure Im gonna see
Something just for me
Till it comes along
When its feelin wrong Ill know
Gotta take it slow, yeah
Shes a bright and shining star
But I just must be sensitive to light
Oh, I might, yeah
Shes a bright and blazing star
But I just must be sensitive to light, yeah
Sensitive to light, ooooh
song performed by by Rainbow
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Party Girl
They say youre nothing but a party girl
Just like a million more all over the world
I know I shouldnt be raising my hopes so high
But I have seen the hungry look in their eyes
Theyd settle for anything in disguise of love
Seen the party girls look me over
Seen em leaving when the partys over
They cant touch me now
You say you dont mind
Were so hard to find
I could give you anything but time
Give it just one more try
Give it a chance
Starts like fascination
Ends up like a trance
Oh youll never be the guilty party girl
Maybe someday we can go hiding from this world
Maybe Ill never get over the change in style
But I dont want to lock you up and say youre mine
Dont want to lose you or say goodbye
Im the guilty party and I want my slice
But I know youve got me and Im in a grip-like vise.
They cant touch me now
You say you dont mind
Were so hard to find
I could give you anything
I would give you anything
I can give you anything but time
Give you anything but time (repeats)
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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He Kept The Love Alive
How clearly I recall the night that I fell in love
You was the star that fell from above.
You became the stardust in my eyes
Leaving me totally hypnotized.
All my life I had searched for you
God saw my pain and followed through.
I had became so blindly in love
That I did not see, that you was trying to talk to me.
Then your words like knives cut deep into my soul
How much pain can my heart hold.
You say you love me, but that it’s good-bye
And walk away with tears in your eyes.
Is it something I’ve done to make you change?
I’ll accept that- I’ll take the blame.
Now I learn that a child you are bearing
Did you’d think that I’d stop caring?
It is the best news that I have heard
But you didn’t tell me, you wouldn’t say a word.
Now I have a reason to double my love
For you’ve been blessed from above.
You now carry a new life, and a new
Love that will grow.
The bond will be stronger, this much I know.
Give our love a chance to live
Between us we have so much to give.
poem by Louis Rams
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Commit Suicide..To God
Commit suicide to God
Every single day
Tell Him all your pain
And He'll take it all away
Commit suicide to God
Give Him all your heart
Pray for all your needs
And you'll never grow apart
Commit suicide to God
Tell Him you give up
Fell His love overtake you
And let Him lift you up
Commit suicide to God
Every single day
Give it all to Him
And He'll take it all away
poem by Cheyenne Ashley
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The Game of Stare
There’s a boy with his fellow
I caught his eyes with a wander
Now the game has been played
Now you have been challenged
You better asked my name
Before anyone came
But you only stare, stare, stare
Like I annoy your safety ring
Like you can’t even think
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I lose you something
Something you can’t even win
There’s boy in the dance floor
I catch his eyes, he comes closer
Now the game is replayed
Now you better watch out
You better take me out
Before someone calls you coward
Cause you only stare, stare, stare
Like you never see me in dress
Like no one else who dares
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I steal you something
Something you can’t even think
There’s a boy in the park
He makes me catch his eyes
Now the game is forward
Now you don’t want to break up
You better have a word
Before you loose your hold
And you only stare, stare, stare
Like a puppy wants a bone
Like you’ll be lost if I’m gone
You only stare, stare, stare
Like I can give you something
Something you think you can’t win
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Soldiers Pain
My hero he hurts
In a variety of ways
He’s inflicted with suffering
On the brightest of days
A never ending battle
Quite heartbreaking to see
A special loved one falling
please send his pain to me
Pain of war, mind,
and pain of heart
He needs a miracle
And a brand new start.
Please give me his pain
Give me his sorrow
Give me his loneliness
Not temporary, nor borrowed
I yearn for it all
If he will be free
Rid all of his turmoil
Which transferred to me
I will endure all pain
Accept it is as love
My treasured gift
I pray to you above
I beg you St. Jude
Patron of hopeless causes
Release his pain to me
I’ll accept any clauses
I love him deep down
In ways I don’t understand
I need him to be free
miracle PLEASE take his hand
I would be so honored
If you’d transfer to me
His many years of pain
and see him set free.
I love you my hero
And I long to feel
You in a pain free life
boasting a sky of teal.
I