No escape from instincts
I pay debts, not as much as I could
But as much as I preferred.
I am honest, not as much as I should
But as much as it suited.
I am chaste, not as much as I desire
But as much as I fear.
I speak truth, not as much as I ought to
But as much as I dare.
No moral teachings will save me
From my instinctual acts.
27.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Truth or Dare
Let's play a little game of truth or dare
Tell me the truth do you love me
I dare you to lie and, if you do I dare you to tell me why
They say the truth shall set you free
So tell the truth and soar like an eagle over the deep blue sea
I dare myself to succeed and reach all of my expectations Truth be told if I shall fail its because I didn't live up to my expectations
I will not blame anyone for my failure and I dare you to do the same
Be honest with yourself, tell the truth when you make a mistake
We all mess up that is part of life but tell the truth when you do I dare you
poem by Craig Mize
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Desire and fear
Desire reins fear
And fear, desire.
As desire succeeds,
Fear subsides and vise versa.
As desire to swim gets through,
Fear to swim fades away.
Fear of repercussion kills
Desire of being immoral.
When desire is impulsive
Fear takes back seat.
Desire can conquer fear
But not its consequences.
10.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Fear Through Words
It is through fear I write this
Through fear I dare not speak these words
Or name the muse of who I pen them to
I hold a gentle and honest love to my heart
Such a love as yet untried and unknown
What good are my words when I cannot speak them
To my muse so beautiful so sweet, so divine
I fear I may lose them so completely
That I stay silent, bide my words so well
And watch with abject despair
My muse, object of my whole desire
Grow more distant with each passing day
And I fear I may lose all together
By speaking these words, these cursed words
I asked myself once, what I search for
Is it what I want or what I need in life
And there I saw my muse, a world of beauty
More than I could imagine or ask for
A gentle heart and loving nature
Those warm soothing eyes I look to
Do not see me as I would wish
I fear if they were to, see my innermost soul
My passion and my love for them
They would turn away and be lost completely
Which is why I write with fear
These words I dare not speak
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Truth or Dare
The truth is I loved you, I dare you to remember
The truth is you hurt me, I dare you to share my pain
The truth is I wanted you back, I dare you to say the same
The truth is you never said sorry, l dare you to try
The truth is I protected you, I dare you to not run away
The truth is you squandered trust cheaply, I dare you to lay the first new stone
The truth is I did insane things, I dare you to stop the insanity
The truth is you lied for nothing that was real, I dare you to face the truth
poem by Alexander Downie
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Dare Speak Me
Words don't roll off my tongue
Prefer being lodged in my throat
Tickle, Consciousness pricking
Fear induced swallows of Constricted truth
Dare I speak/ What would the world say
Dare I speak/ What would the world think
Naked thought aint' exactly P.C.
Honesty usually isn't policy's best
Especially choosing irony outlined boundaries
Hypocritical VERBS metamorphosis
Stuck, Awaiting liberation
Dare I Speak Me? ? ?
poem by Naked Thought
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Be wise
Desire is inborn;
Fear is implanted;
Both at loggerheads.
Desire defies not;
Fear concedes not.
Desire goes stealthily;
Fear rules steadily;
Passion oozes wisely.
Desire dies slowly;
Fear echoes proudly;
Life lies listless.
One lives only once.
Next whence?
Why this pretence?
‘Eat, drink, and be merry! ’.
Charvaka says.
‘Annihilate the desire,
Pray, slave and repent
Till you die’,
Moral teaches us.
It is left to you to choose
There from
13.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Heart Could Never Conceive
Do you ever look in the mirror and see your shame?
Do you stop ever assessing it, and take the blame?
Do you ever take responsibility for the acts you have taken-
For the falsity created, or the love you've forsaken?
You tried, in vane, to create a monster out of me,
Alas, the monster created, is in the mirror and you now see!
Shame and remorse should be your daily companion,
I am sure, if you're honest, you share my opinion!
Leave the monster, both real and false, behind-
Cast all fear aside, from your heart and mind!
Your mind told you not to believe
What your heart could never conceive!
The battle waged: truth versus deceit;
Truth hails victorious-fear and lies lay in defeat!
Maurice Harris,5 March 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Mother Theresa's 'Poezia
Release me, oh God,
From the desire to be adored,
From the desire to be exalted,
From the desire to be honored,
From the desire to be applauded,
From the desire to be ranked
From the desire to be sought after for advice,
From the desire to be commended,
From the desire to be famous,
From the fear of being disdained,
From the fear of being disparaged
From the fear of being denounced
From the fear of being repellent
From the fear of being forgotten
From fear of collapsing under dishonesties.
From the fear of being mocked,
From the fear of being suspicioned!
Amen.
poem by Masiela Lusha
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Fear.....
do you fear
when you see the truth
do you fear
when you speak
what is true
do you fear
when they call you
paranoid
do you fear
when you're pushed aside
do you fear
you might get ostracized
do you fear
when characterized
as evil, and told
you won't get any paradise
It's all about keeping you down in fear
and not letting you face it in clear
pushing you down,
down in fear
take charge but don't act Cavalier
stay honest and be a pioneer
life is such a (b***h)
and seems always unclear
but it's not true what and how it appears
let’s adhere
to truth and persevere
keep fighting
and you won't disappear
in the dark and gloomy frontier
just fight those fears
fight your fears
don't let them come near
and you will have a happy and prosperous
New Yea r! !
poem by Khalid Hameed
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Vox populi
Congratulation, Arvind kejriwal.
I congratulate you on behalf of all
Honest and sincere committed people
Who dare to oen their mouth and
To speak the truth openly and flatly.
Life is nothing when truth is there
Before us and to speak the truth
Is the birth right of all that
We are not enjoying so far
You are truly our star.
Truth is eternal not our life
Motherland is sacred with the mass
Not the parliament where the murderers
Looters rapers assembled by
Hook or crook by money and muscles.
Congratulations, Arvind congratulation.
Anna Team is as such made an ideal
And the real words of the masses
It is the Vox-populi of the
Common human race.
Let us again congratulate.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Products of a Manipulating Salesmanship
You may not like to hear this...
But your entire existence,
Has been based upon feeding your greed.
Every belief you have,
Stumbles when confronted by truth!
And the absence of it from your teachings.
To say you have been led astray,
Would be like leading someone to light...
Who has been taught,
That the brightness of it will cause them danger!
And the less it reflects upon them,
Will keep them protected!
And yet,
Even though the opposite has been proven,
Many will keep themselves hidden in darkness.
With a symbolized vanity...
That keeps them addicted to acts of sin and fear.
Products of a manipulating salesmanship!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Adulations Artful Aid
Some of us may be tall, ma'am;
Some of us may be dark;
Some handsome; tho' not all, ma'am,
Are touched by Beatury's spark.
But tall, and dark AND handsome, too?
Oh, lady! If you please! .. .. .. ..
It's really very nice of you;
But do you think they're really due
Superlatives like these?
We'd hate to doubt your word, ma'am,
Since you're informed in art,
Tho' much we'd have preferred, ma'am,
To play a humbler part.
But in meek deference to you,
Well, lady, we'll admit
We're tall and dark, and handsome, too,
It seems a rather boastful view,
But one gets used to it.
And now we're getting used, ma'am,
To thoughts that flattery brings,
You might well be induced ma'am,
To say some more nice things.
Are there not moral qualities,
Innate in each rare male,
That one of your discernment sees
Truth, strength, wit, wisdom - things like these?
Speak, ma'am. Let truth prevail.
We're so unused to praise, ma'am,
So used to blame most dire,
That flattery these days, ma'am,
Creates a new desire.
A complex quite inferior
(See Freud) its sickly hue
Cast o'er us. But if you'd say more
Along such lines - why, then, Encore!..
Thanks, ma'am. The same to you.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Moral Fiber!
true moral fiber...
is grounded in respect!
respect yourself!
respect the earth!
respect your neighbor!
(everyone is your neighbor)
respect the search for truth.
respect justice!
respect the rights of human beings
to be human beings!
respect the need of each and all!
living thus...
will not allow you to respect,
acts of injustice,
acts of ignorance,
acts of prejudice,
acts of greed!
be respect!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Get-That-Thing-On-The-Victim
Who cares which one is better suited...
Has more stage presence,
And is preferred to apply a much needed touniqet?
The victim has been sedated!
Medicated for years.
And has been in a failing state of delusion!
The blood once dripping.
From a scratch denied that was done...
Has begun to gush!
Life and the quality of it...
Slips from the unconscious lips,
Of this patient!
Who cares which one is better suited...
Has more stage presence,
And is preferred to apply a much needed touniqet?
Who gives a flippidy doo da dee...
Whether he is black with a Harvard degree!
Or she is white?
An ex-president's wife.
And might wear combat boots in her bedroom?
'Get-that-thing-on-the-victim'
Alr eady the smell and stench of it...
Has reached the streets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lie Versus Truth
I always
Speak the truth
But
How can I lie?
Since I speak truth
I admit
Sometimes
I also speak lies
Unable to decide
I am truthful
Or a liar
I expressed
My dilemma
To an old saint
Who replied?
A liar is a liar
Similar to a sinner
All said and done
A truth
Which can take a life?
Is worse than a lie
A lie
Which can save a life?
Is better than
Any truth
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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As a child I was taught that to tell the truth was often painful. As an adult I have learned that not to tell the truth is more painful, and that the fear of telling the truth — whatever the truth may be — that fear is the most painful sensation of a moral life.
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Can I dare fear?
Anita, my love for you is total
And your love for me is vital.
As you are but woman, I dare
But as you are someone’s, I fear.
Desire does not die from fear
Nor does it make me dare either.
30.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mother Earth
The Mother Earth, that many praise, has been tainted by evil ways,
When created by God, it was good, suited for all man’s livelihood.
Created by God sound and pure, created by the Creator to endure,
Saying very good after creating man, all part of God’s lasting plan.
But, when seduced by that snake, God’s plan, man would forsake,
With craft Satan would deceive, both the man and the woman Eve,
With that choice, came a price, as they were forced from Paradise,
The devil continues his evil plan, from Adam and Eve to all of man.
For Satan hasn’t stopped at all, since he led Adam and Eve to fall,
Determined to defame the King, Christ, who reigns over everything.
Filling men’s hearts with self worth, to reason they control the earth,
Suggesting all earth will melt away, if demigods don’t save the day.
For God, these men have no room, as they fill men with utter doom,
Wanting to be a god for those, who don’t believe in Christ who rose.
For one month out of every year, they focus on man’s wrought fear,
And since they despise The Lord, all God’s Truth, is simply ignored.
With all the facts these men read, Eternal Truth they just won’t heed,
For God’s Word will tell them all, God is big and that they are small.
He is not in fear, wringing his hands, as all Eternity He understands,
And knows Mother Earth and its lie, by His Hand, shall eternally die.
(Copyright ©04/2008)
Burst Of Fire
Oh, for that burst of fire,
within a ring of feeling, the
fire of love consummate
For the overpowering desire,
the desire for fire, the living
feeling like a being alive
Seizing, overpowering its victim,
unifying all rivulets of desire in a
flaming quagmire, burning alive
Inflamed in an all-consuming, over-
powering desire, torturing, tortuous,
delightful, delicious, destruction of
All restraint, instinctual seizure,
instincts alive in burning desire,
aflame, alight, lighted, lightning
Shocking, deft retreat, hynotised,
frozen fire, desire alight, aflame -
in love consummate
Submitting to fire, sparkling, blowing
apart, insensate, desire satiate, briefly,
evolving upon the new knowing
Kindling upon new experience, stirring
memories ancient, increasing instinctual
release, a never-ending spiral
Flaming higher, desire awakened anew,
flaming higher, insatiate, a force uncontained,
unrestrained, joyous submission, peaking
Peaking, growing forever ascending, a
spiraling curve of growing explosions
until melting together forever…
poem by Louise Tredoux
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Truth or Lie
The Truth
a word of respect
a word of courage at times
hard to define, hard to detect
Showing love
compassion and care
to be honest and humble
to be just and fair
To be right
to be honest above all
to tell the Truth at last
to tell the Truth over all
...But to lie
to show deceit
to be dishonest
or to tel incomplete
To hurt or harm
with words untrue
to say wrong things
that you will rue
To be honest
to tell the Truth always
no shame, no deceit
to be honest always
poem by Kellsey Hartmann
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