Senseless?
senselessly
make sense by being senseless at times
we all need that
to realize we are not what we are after all
we too are what we are for what we are not
senseless and
numb
senselessly why worry about sense at all?
bipolarity
flesh and spirit
mind and matter
brain and brass
don't you worry
take some beer and smoke
watch what happens to the world
in conflagration
of senseless thoughts
loafing is the work of another genius
when the mind simply drifts like a butterfly
on a windless day
shopping for petals in the garden
of no-man's land
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet 2
my mind's eye from outer eye remove.
make senseless the argument of sense
that beauty not subject to sense prove
nor object to time that takes you hence.
then, mind from eye withdrawn,
in dark, sense may shine bright
and mind itself your beauty form,
forming mind to your illuminate.
but not thought's sense to hear
nor sense of mind in sense feel,
dimensional sight and intelligent ear
bereft of mind from mind would reel.
no war between your feature and form
exists except in eye - that does harm.
poem by Doug Bentley
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A Senseless Night
Do not know what is going to happen with my life?
Really, I have no idea and all that I can say is that I know nothing
It is late at night and I am just typing words on the keyboard
Trying to make sense by joining these alphabets
What do these alphabets mean?
Why am I trying to pen these words together?
Sense, what is the sense behind it all?
Basic meaning of it is what?
Actually, it is senseless
I have just gone berserk and that is all I know
Is there any sense behind these words, I do not know
Sensibility has lost its identification
A senseless night awaits me.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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As A Matter Of Sustenance
as a matter of survival
the last bite of the chocolate
tongue need not be
delicious to the tongue.
you let it roll inside your
mouth, let the tongue relish
it a bit, till it melts there.
this is senselessly
numbing, such sweet
taste of life, and then
this emptiness of the
mouth, needing a fill
for a glassful of water.
this is senseless,
there is no more meaning
for the filling up and the
emptying, except the hands
that keep on running and
running meaningfully on
the keys, listening merely
to the sound of words,
and nothing more, there
is this senseless search
for an understanding this
logicality, this madness
for reason, the heart aches
in shame, unable to accept
the ease of an explanation.
let it be, let the eyes shed
tears, let the flesh tremble,
till darkness comes, till the
silence of the stars.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Senselessly Cruel
When I was a poor young boy at school
Girls like you always played me for a fool
But now, a time has come to lay to waste
The theory people have of getting an acquired taste
You treated me -
Oh, so, so senselessly cruel
Oh baby, you were so senselessly cruel
From the beginnings I suspected the worst
And you didnt disappoint me
It was just that you were the first
But now, I wouldnt let you touch me
If you were within a foot
And girl, Im never ever gonna get hurt
cause you treated me -
Oh, so senselessly cruel
Oh now, so senselessly cruel
(oh, so senselessly cruel)
(oh, so senselessly cruel)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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O My Fish
O MY FISH
O my fish
Fishermen have
Fished you
Lying in a basket
Senselessly senseless
In dark oblivious
Nay anaesthetised
You lie dead
With nobody to entomb you.
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
poem by Karnail Singh Heirwale
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The Deadly Game
Killing, killing
'cause men are willing
to follow in ways of the past.
Why? Why?
Why let it last
into the future
and beyond?
Thinking, thinking
thoughts that are sinking
into the depths of hell
Why? , Why?
Why let the bell toll for the dead?
Those that can't respond.
Senseless, senseless,
most are defenseless
to rise up
and say, 'No more.'
Why? Why?
Why must there
always be war?
Because we have been conned.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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China White
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
Sometimes it seems the good times
Never will return
A lot has changed, babe
cause evil rules the world
You said youre looking for a place
Where theres no hate
Oh, babe, it really makes no sense
To escape
How long will it take
To make the world a flaming star
How long will it take
Till they stop their senseless wars
How long will it take
Till everybody will understand
That we need to fill our hearts with love again
The only future weve got
Exists right now
Lets take the time, babe
As long as the world is turning round
How long will it take
To make the earth a fireball
How long will it take
Till no more life exists at all
How long will it take
Till everybody will understand
That we need to fill our hearts with love again
Its up to you
To fight the evil in your mind
Its up to you
The more love you give, the more youll find
The more love you give, the more youll find
Dont make the world a flaming stra
Stop, stop all these senseless wars
How long will it take
Till everybody will understand
That we need to fill our hearts with love again
song performed by by Scorpions
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If You Wait For Better Metaphors
let go that patience
waiting for a load of metaphors
to make your poem
for today, you end up poor
with no poem to share,
are you conscious about what the lords, the gods, will say?
about your creations?
the beauty that you must exude to please these lords, these gods?
they, who left you here, they who do not feed you
crumbs, left-overs,
they, who live in the clouds, who feast among themselves
and look down upon you
as mediocre crab
running to catch the ebb and
tide of the sea,
you write, because you do not rhyme
because you cannot count
the beat of your aching heart
you write, because your mind is blank
blacked-out,
look at you,
you do not look like any human being at all?
you fear
losing your poetic sense?
damn, write, do not pray for metaphors
do not crack your head for images,
do not pray for the gods and lords
they too have problems of their own
mindless,
senseless,
quarelling among themselves on some crowded skies,
your stay is short
there is no specific duration of your stay
write and write, let them have their own shame
life has no rhyme
in fact, senseless,
why pretend you rhyme? why pretend you make sense at all?
you are never god in the first place,
you are the quiver of this universe, the hum that numbs
why bother?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Sense
The day has been going and story of life is just fading away since my life has no certainties. Nothing is really known and I am just penning few words. I am not sure as to why I am writing things even though sense is far away. Feeling of proper sense is nowhere near as I am just in a senseless world where finding the right answers is really difficult to do. What have I written and why?
poem by Rohit Sapra
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I have a kind of standard explanation why, which goes like this: Science fiction is one way of making sense out of a senseless world.
quote by John Sladek
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The fear factor
What does the world become
when at times
life becomes senseless
to the naked eye
The wise man
will put your mind
to thinking
and your actions for movement
If I'm with knowledge
then how should I hold
onto my wisdom
poem by Shai Cherry
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So I suppose poetry, language, the shaping of it, was and remains for me an effort to make sense out of essentially senseless situations.
quote by Thomas Lynch
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Because Is A Pause Between Thoughts
'Because' is not a reason to give,
To remain the same.
With nothing held in the brain changed.
Because is a pause between thoughts,
And searching for sense to make.
But having none to appreciate the activity.
Thoughts,
To convince a sense is there.
And excuses a reason to think is not rare.
Because attached to a nothingness,
Provides one a purpose...
Believed to validate an inactive mind.
And a thoughtless mind in times like these,
May offend those who believe they are considerate.
And if so...
Of what? Why? And how is that shown?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Intellect distinguishes between the possible and the impossible reason distinguishes between the sensible and the senseless. Even the possible can be senseless.
Intellect distinguishes between the possible and the impossible; reason distinguishes between the sensible and the senseless. Even the possible can be senseless.
Glamour is the ugliest form of attire hidden in senseless sense.
aphorism by M.B.J. Pancras
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Sometimes Somewhere
there are times when i simply stand
beside a rail
on a platform that looks out to the sea
that does not exist
seagulls of the mind fly like white foams
fishing
for thoughts and digesting what solid resolves
are.
then the mind becomes a cloud that drifts
on another floating orange horizon
then the body becomes a river looking for
its banks
and then the eyes blink undecided
whether to become a moon
or a star
there are times when i simply sit and watch
time going by
and there is no certain direction
but i simply let all these doubts pass
hoping that they all die
like some kind of martyrs
namelessly
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Say Don't Worry I Don't Believe In Suicide And Neither Should You
I say don't worry I don't believe in suicide
No matter how much it hurts on the inside
From the deepest darkest depression
I still have hope from the faceless
This is my heart and it so priceless
Like obsession I keep getting asked the same question
I say I don't worry I don't believe in suicide
Never even tried
They are enough risks in this life
Why ever give up on ones self?
No matter many how many times I fail
I will keep coming back so strong
No their is nothing wrong
I say I don't believe in suicide
Yes I have cried
Who hasn't at a time
Does that make me out of my mind?
I tell you here and now I'm fine
With verses that rhyme
I say I don't believe in suicide
For to take a life so precious even your own
Is just so wrong
It shakes me down to very core
A sadness forever more
The greatest intentions galore
I am of this world
And I won't just let go
Don't you know?
I say I don't believe in suicide
Still friends unbeknownst to me come out of the wood work
They start talking only to realize their is nothing wrong
For my soul is still here all as one
I live the bad with the good as everyone should
Sometimes I feel so alone
But we all do
Does that make me a man living on the edge?
Not by any means
Just listen to me as I say I don't believe in suicide
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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And, The Moral of This Story Is...
And,
The moral of this story is...
No matter what is done to improve your stride,
Your wish to achieve a success respected...
Will be considered a foolish move,
Amongst those who have lost direction.
As well as their sense of dignity.
Or a pride they have chosen to deny.
Any sign of decadence,
Has proven to be the choice...
Of those wishing to survive,
In a world that has become senseless!
Especially for the ones,
Believing themselves to be making forward movement.
And this they do,
As if 'right' is on their side!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The fate of the soul
The soul must be senseless
When it is liberated.
Could it then sense
The pleasure of heavens
Or the pain of hells?
Why are you for an eternity?
04.04.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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