Music is sexual.
May there be solitude
and your attitude.
May there be silence
and your presence.
Let come a melody,
in an admired voice,
with touching words.
Enough, you undergo
sexual energy.
25.08.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Music is the soul
Gifted with a talent for music,
One has nothing to grieve.
His life is full of melody.
He lives long, dissolving in cosmic energy.
24.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Solitude, Singing
Being alone is knowing
That in in this solitary splendour
Solitude, stark and staring,
Solitude, singing a lullaby
Solitude, singing a dirge
Surrounded by so many sundry things;
Things seen and unseen
Factors known and unknown
Solitude singing softly, chanting without ranting
Solitude’s songs that sing of solemn things
Silence singing golden songs
Silence healing ancient wrongs
If only silence could be
More than a memory
More than history
Silence can be more than words
Empty words echoing in an empty world
Echoing in empty valleys
Silence unspoken, unspoken, unbroken
Transfixed by time.
poem by Rani Turton
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Attitude (Lyrics)
Maybe I act on confused behavior.
Maybe waves crash like semi-trailer.
Maybe I’ll spend my off time without you.
It seems like we need our own space.
And all this time I wasted away;
Do not feel good unless you stay stay stay.
And all this time I chased you away,
Simply to catch back up with,
Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome welcome.
Your solitude is welcome, welcome
Your attitude is welcome.
All you see is red lights behind me,
Maybe this isn’t what you wanted baby.
And I don’t blame you falling backwards,
No one’s ever quite confused you this way.
And all this time we wasted away;
We don’t feel good unless we’re gray gray.
And all the times I chased you away,
I simply don’t feel good.
Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome welcome.
Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
All this time,
We heard,
Alarms,
Come to find,
We fell,
Apart.
This whole thing has crashed down,
Crashed down.
All this time,
We heard,
Alarms.
Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome welcome.
Your solitude is welcome welcome.
Your attitude is welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome.
You are welcome....
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Is religion real?
Metaphysics tells us
What we see is unreal,
What we cannot see is real.
We spend energy and time
On the God unseen,
At the cost of things seen.
We die with that faith, guided by religions
24.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Like Your Silence
i like your silence
now
it is not like the
silence we had
before
your silence
now is different
it is
reminiscing
it is
refreshing
it is
sensitive
to my presence
it is
reflective of
who i am
enabling me
to hear my
breath
to see and
feel
my very own soul
i like your silence
now
it is the silence
of the memory
that cannot
be forgotten
it is not death
it is life
it is the blossom
of my sorrow
it is the fruit of
my despair
it is the silence
of my silence
it is the peace
within my
solitude
it has become
the center of
my life
the focus of my
scattering
the finding of
my loss
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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48.........silence
........Silence is a sign of loneliness.
Solitude and silence teach me to love,
for what they are,
not for what they say or
what they have done.
See how nature - trees, flowers, grass - grows in silence;
see the stars, the moon and the sun,
how they move in silence...........
we need silence to be able to touch souls.
In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in an clearer light,
and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness.
Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth.
(13th november 2009)
poem by Fawzia Zie
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No Voice
There are times when we feel
we have no voice
we are suffocated by circumstances.
Our voice is lost in the void;
we wander with eyes open
and no mouth for things to say.
Those around us are oblivious
that our presence is near.
We are invisible
with only our ears to hear.
We have no voice to shout our protests clear,
no voice to vent our anger at what we can hear.
Our voice is silenced by circumstances
some of which we do not understand.
We have no voice today or tomorrow,
and even if we had a voice
would it be heard?
Would our words fall
on vacant and deaf ears?
The question remain unanswered
for around us silence reins.
Silent as our protests
and frustration is all we gain.
One day our gag maybe lifted,
but will it be too late.
There maybe no one around us
and our anger will be lost,
lost in the silence when no one is there.
We can only hope that one day
when the silence clears
our voice among the millions
will finally be heard.
15 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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In Solitude
A glass of red wine spent
Recalling life's events
Crowded in my skin
In Solitude
Relishing a melody of lament
Drifting through my window
Gliding in uninvited
In solitude
Last night I cried out loud
For the sake of hearing a sound
Though I did not hear me
In solitude
Gawking at my naked fear
Of living a life unseen
Yearning to belong
In solitude
I woke up in the evening
Read a book out loud
My voice wavering
In Solitude
As the heroine yearned
In an isolated crowd
To be loved
In solitude
I walked around naked
In my new home
My skin in flames
In solitude
Every molecule of air
Brushing against me
Scorched in vain
In solitude
It was raining that morn
When I came to life
My throat stinging
In solitude
I see no soul
I hear no breathing
I smell no skin
In solitude
I mourn not waking up
Next to my beloved
To warm my frozen hind
In solitude
Yet, I feel no cold
And life goes on
As I bury myself
In solitude
poem by Deva De Silva
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Solitude and Silence
All I have to offer
is solitude and silence.
No accomplishments to speak of,
having never finished anything
worth finishing
except bad relationships
and good friendships
I now regret not keeping.
Those I feel closest to
are the farthest away from me
while I keep myself distant
from those who are near.
If all you seek is solitude and silence,
this I can promise you without breaking.
I only ask, in return, to be allowed
my silence and solitude
from you.
poem by Juge Sopczak
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In The Presence Of God...
dont try to sell me
your roadmap to heaven,
with your streets of gold,
and angelic harps...
i am not interested!
in the presence of God,
(i didnt name her that, you did!) ,
all your spiritual writings
become mere pornography,
your church bells tiny bells
on the legs of ants!
i walk with her through poverty
and despair, touching, reaching out,
and touching.
holding close the child that's dying...
sitting in the cell with the prisoner waiting.
feeding the hungry, building simple shelters
for those who have no home.
standing beside those deserted,
and thought to be worthless.
naming the nameless,
giving faces to the faceless.
finding red beating hearts
beneath all the colors of skin, ...
listening, caring, touching!
in the presence of God...
thunder, lightning, and rain.
i hear and embrace the wind,
wait in silence for the leaf to turn,
and so name the seasons.
in the presence of God...
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The Melody Of My Heart
my heart is on the rise
and fall
my heart's melody is as nice
than all
like the leaves
on the tree by the river
my heart is a melody
to the birds of love,
life and all that worth
as i walked the earth
with the melody
of my heart from then
and sang to my heart a melody
i explore an adventure
of the melody in my heart
and art a melody of my heart
with fingers dancing to the heart
my veins rain with melody of the heart
i feel the heart
in talk and melody
and that melody
is the melody
of my heart
my heart is a melody
to the words of a rhythm
its music from the heart
a melody of emotions,
feelings, love and death
...after all,
it is the melody of my heart
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Melody Cool
Lead voice by mavis staples
Ive seen a many bridges in my time and crossed every one of em
With no trouble at all (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I had trials and tribulations, heartaches and pains (well thats alright)
Survived em all baby (uh huh, say it, say it!)
Hmph, Im still melody, and Im still cool
Melody cool...
They call me melody cool (melody, melody)
I was here long before u (melody, melody)
If ure good I will love ya, (melody) but Im nobodys fool (melody)
Im melody cool
When I was born there were tidal waves (melody, melody)
Whole town went under nobody saved (melody, melody)
At every funeral it rained every time I sang
Melody cool
I have been here much longer, (melody) longer than u (melody)
Im melody cool
Well now, everybody runnin round talkin bout saving souls
When they know good and plenty well they got enough trouble
Trying to save their own
(alright, say it, say it girl)
(melody...melody...melody)
Go on, go on.
Every woman and every man (melody)
One day they just got to understand (melody)
That if we play in the same key everything will be
Melody cool
(melody, melody, melody, melody)
Whats your name? (melody, melody)
New power wave your hand, everybody sing out across the land
Say hey hey hey (hey hey hey)
Say hey hey hey (hey hey hey)
Everybody say hey hey hey (hey hey hey)
They call me melody cool (melody, melody, melody)
Looka here young un
Let me give u a piece of good advice, (melody)
And I do get paid for counseling
It aint no big is and little us in my life
So thats why u see they call me melody cool (melody, melody cool, melody)
I was here long before u (melody, long before u)
If ure good (melody) I will love u but Im nobodys fool (melody)
Im melody cool
(melody, melody cool, melody... long before u)
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In Silence
We talk in silence
We speak in exchanging breath
We argue in silence
We battle with our stare
We think in silence
We travel in our mind
We promise in silence
We create the secret better
We sing in silence
We smile in radiant melody
We enjoy in silence
We move with our body
We share in silence
We stay in each other arms
We love in silence
We grow the hope of warmth
We hate in silence
We shake in every fiber being
We pray in silence
We enchant the words in heart
We long in silence
We drown in loneliness
We break in silence
We flow soundless tears
We walk in silence
We tell our story in footprint
We listen in silence
We could hear numerous voices
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Touching
Touching are words expressed,
When hearts are filled with such emptiness.
Touching is that lost contact,
We long to hold and feel against our chests.
Touching are the flow of memories,
Coming when someone has left.
So touching we are when those times arrive.
And touching we wish,
To be done when the end comes.
As tears are cried.
And those with touching emotions,
Felt with sighs...
Inside.
Rising to surface...
Are not found to be at their best.
When wept!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Best wishes.
The thirtieth, May, this year,
Is the thirty fifth day of you,
That comes to you in as many years.
A mother may wish with smile.
A spouse may wish with eyes.
The kids may do with grins.
Others may greet you with words.
But the pet wishes with silence.
That silence is louder than the sound.
A wish gains as per its source,
Not by words. The pet has no words.
All wish you to live long.
I wish you to live young.
21.05.2001, Pmdi
Greeting from the forbidden lover]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Energies
Mental energy: solving problems
increases it, movie watching reduces.
Emotional energy: flirting increases it
and hatred reduces it.
Physical energy: sports increase it
and book worms reduce it.
See that energy is built up.
03.08.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sexual love- its effect.
You are desperate to please her,
You discard what she dislikes
And adopt what she likes.
You spend time and energy
Like water to earn her love.
You do everything
To rise up in her estimate.
Her defects are invisible.
Her merits are enlarged.
Her evasion, you take as testing.
Her vision, you wait for endlessly.
You are obsessed with her features.
It is the real sexual love.
Love for the deity is similer too.
01.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Silence and Echo
solitude
like silence
falls off on the ground
undisturbed waters
transparent
this silence of word
silence of air
this silence
solitude
nobody's longing
breaks against a bricked wall
high
wall like concrete
thick
and heavy
this perfect peace
at times
larynx scream
will wake up the silence
disturb
this constant reverie
sorrow
wants to leave
or silence
wants to play
with the echo
longer
(transl. Annaya Chomczyk)
poem by Dorota Szumilas
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Reading The Tea Leaves of My Father
Silence ostensibly follows...shock an' solitude;
May i offer you a cup of Jasmine Green Tea?
Sometimes the unthinkable affords us
options and opportunity
to realize our acumen,
muse on our attitude,
or perhaps be opaque
to the shock and solitude,
and ensconce in the mind-quelling ambience
of time, Death and tea leaves.
For Tomorrows another day;
that's what my Father would say,
when silence held its breath
far too long,
while people feared chaos;
.....and,
he could not bear to watch the void
of the helplessly old staring 'n twitching
at the nothingness before them
No way to live he'd say....
ther' be no dignity to this!
My Father was a very wise man,
took each day as it dawned....with Faith;
tho' he despised tea with a passion.
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Audio is superior in music
A song from Television,
And a song from Radio,
When you listen to,
You are absorbed more
From the radio.
There you see the words,
And hear the tune,
With eyes shut.
20.08.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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