Passion and vision
There must be some familiarity for passion,
Though much familiarity brings aversion
There must be some distance for vision,
Though too long or too short, it blurs the vision.
24.12.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I said Don’t Tell Me
Don’t tell me of a world of masterful politicians
Don’t tell me of a world of embattled coalitions
Don’t tell me of a world of the spin doctors slurs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Don’t tell me of a world of the dominance in hate
Don’t tell me of a world in riches for who last ate
Don’t tell me of a world of trades in bloodied furs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Do tell me of a world where a heart seeks allures
Do tell me of a world for when tranquillity conquers
Do tell me of a world empowered as rebellion stirs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Don’t tell me of a world of violent augmentation
Don’t tell me of a world in servitude of aggression
Don’t tell me of a world of pennies before the cures
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Don’t tell me of a world of the lost and the listless
Don’t tell me of a world of a dying disciple so lifeless
Don’t tell me of a world infested by human aggressors
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Do tell me of a world that the politician fought for freedom
Do tell me of a world where we dropp the food not the bomb
Do tell me of a world when making love new life occurs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Do tell me of a world for grain that fed the thousand starving
Do tell me of a world when a day broke in a child’s laughing
Do tell me of a world where I can drink from purest streams
I can start to perceive though to only make sense in dreams
poem by Vision Ghost
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The Comfort of Familiarity
The comfort of familiarity,
Should not give some license
To disrespect openly!
Or disregard others living lives,
As they choose their lives to be.
Who gave who rights to be the mortgagor
And the mortgagee of this 'property'!
The comfort of familiarity,
Imposes on those with opinions expressed.
To feel accepted by a few,
Many drool to impress.
Dressed they seek with pretentions shown,
Just to be suppressed by intentions known!
The comfort of familiarity...
Looks for similarity to address!
To produce annoying conflicts enjoyed,
By those addicted to live with unrest!
Instead of encouraging themselves...
To live no less than their best!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In order to get somewhere in life, you need to have a vision. The vision brings you to the table. Without a vision, you just do what everybody else does and you are just there.
quote by Michael Schenker
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Too much familiarity breeds contempt
Too much familiarity, all the questions answered not just by yes or no
The explanations as demanded all enumerated, and there are no extrapolations needed,
At the last notice, I think I have spoiled you like my first lover,
In giving everything, everything is totally lost, and parting has become inevitable
With you now, I have given trust, but now with limitations however,
It is not selfishness, it is something else, it is to keep you because there is something in you
That makes me alive somehow, you make me breathe, and you have given me a space
Somehow, I must withhold a little bit about myself, to make this love work,
Now when you ask, I will either make some white lies, and later some big lies or be silent
So not everything in me is taken away, and you will think that I am not at all consumed
I am sweet, I will be sweeter still in some measurable unknowns, and you will taste these,
With a note, that not all that is sweet shall be given, some will be bland and even bitter,
I want to keep you for a while; we will be talking some more, like sweet lovers
Whispering nothings, I will confuse you a little bit about some beginnings, I will swerve
Away a little bit, away from your closeness, this too much familiarity that is slowly
Breeding contempt, this familiarity that destroys and has no power to recreate.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Opportunity to Leave You Alone
Why didn't I tell you before?
I did.
But I was not dressed the part.
I was not the vision you expected.
And your listening ended quickly.
I've been telling you.
But the familiarity of my voice...
Had not sweetened with deception.
And you became impressed,
By those who were at their best,
Expressing a falseness.
I addressed...
To your vacant eyes!
Now you find yourself completely duped.
And I don't understand that.
Since you were the one,
Who chose that life to live.
Did you not tell me,
To 'keep the faith? '
And maintain my realities?
I have.
Thanks for the advice.
And an opportunity to leave you alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Desires to fire
Dissimilarity be with similarity,
Distance be with nearness and
Strangeness be with familiarity
For love to fire in each pair.
20.06.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Double Vision
Feeling down n dirty, feeling kinda mean
Ive been from one to another extreme
This time I had a good time, aint got time to wait
I wanna stick around till I cant see straight
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision gets the best of me
Never do more than I really need
My mind is racing, but my bodys in the lead
Tonights the night, Im gonna push it to the limit
I live all of my years in a single minute
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision always seems to get the best of me - the best of me, yeah
Ooh, double vision, I need my double vision
It takes me out of my head, takin me out of my head
I get my double vision, oh, seeing double double
Oh, I have double vision, yeah, Im getting double vision... (to fade)
song performed by by Foreigner
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Distance makes the heart grow fonder, and familiarity breeds contempt. According to this my soul mate should be in Thailand.
quote by Jason Zebehazy
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Sinning To Many Is A Frightening Premise
A familiarity may breed contempt.
And that encompasses,
A host of influences.
Having a familiarity,
May also include...
Some experiences achieved.
But an ignorance that breeds contempt,
Says a lot about one's limitations.
And the ease by which,
One who is thoughtless 'and' mindless too...
Can be programmed to self destruct.
Based on the feeding of fear alone.
And many people do,
Self destruct within minds stuck.
And fear to those ignorant,
Is as familiar to them...
As is their lack of knowledge.
Which also to them is treated like a sin.
And sinning to many like this,
Is a frightening premise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Morning Glory
Written by jay kay and stuart zender
All of my visions were untrue
Till I had a vision of you
And untimely end for all
But it was only then, only then that I saw
Saw the morning glory.
Cant you take me there
Cant you take me there
Away from solloquies of sadness
And prophecies of pain for us all to see
I had a vision in my mind
I had a vision of peace
I had a vision of you
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Hysteria Of A Sick Soul From A Friend's Diary
it happened so fast
it was just a blur
i tried to clear
my head of the
whisky fuzz
it was just a
blur,
a film over,
just a glaze over a glassy surface
hope loses clear vision.
Her eyes glazed over
perhaps from lack of sleep
The haze blurs the hills
confuse, obnubilate,
obscure barbaric incantations
yes, unclear, indistinct,
blurred decisions
Remarks confused
the debate
over words
obnubilate
their intentions
blur,
smear,
smudge,
smutch
earth smudges
blear, blur
dim indistinct
The fog blurs my vision
dim, slur
you're one vague indistinct
shadow in the
night
garden
The distinctions between
two theories about ourselves
blurred at the end
goodbye says goodbye to goodbye
just that just that
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Have a Vision
A vision like a dream
Living in a dreamy world
Like living in heaven
A place where we can't find here
Send forth our wishes
Every day I see myself in a mirror
Wishing a vision
Of my own vision
Having to have a vision
Blind to see my life mission
Walking into this sanction world
Without know why we are here
So I have a vision
To call God comes again
To save us from sin and
Ask His forgiveness, blessings and graces.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Familiarity breeds contempt; distance breeds respect.
Familiarity With Darkness
There are those who see daylight.
And to them the sighting is obvious.
It brings to them a joy.
And a feeling of excitement.
As for others,
What appears for them to see...
Is an annoyance they would rather,
From it flee.
Because it reminds them,
Of something their familiarity with darkness...
Helps them to avoid.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Are In My Vision
Fade to screens of violence
Like a tv screen but silent
Where the victims are all paid by the hour
Staring at the ceiling
That she gyrates all around me
I am trying to forget shes done this all before
Far too many people
For a quiet night with myself
Oh I could be anyone tonight
Focus on a feeling
Ive detected while Im sleeping
Sing a chorus of on broadway and deny it all
You are in my vision
I cant turn my face
You are in my vision
I cant move my eyes
You are in my vision
I cant move at all
You are in my vision
Delicate bodies
That decay beneath their clothing
Play cards in an empty house in paris
The wreckage of a hero
Lies broken in a corner
And everyone pretends they like to live that way
You are in my vision
I cant turn my face
You are in my vision
I cant move my eyes
You are in my vision
I cant move at all
You are in my vision
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Familiarity With A New Born Day
the cocks still crow this early morning
same footfalls passing and stamping on the road
the same trails from the house to the market to the church
back home and same sounds of the gate opening and closing
and same chill of the air from the sea to the mountain
over and over again on this familiarity from day one to day one hundred
till the thousandth
this familiarity that breeds contempt
it is trying to kill us all
but there is this thing inside that keeps burning
this fire this light
it tells us keep going for one day this boredom that tries to kill us
shall soon be a big day for you and for all of us
nirvana, heaven, rebirth, the dusts that stick on our feet
wanting to be alive again and be the flowers under the gentle rain
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I wanted to get that sense of peace and even boredom that comes with long familiarity.
quote by Debbie Reynolds
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Sonnet 4
the self to brink of paradise may rise
but dim that vision remains, distant
until self surrenders and self dies.
then vision brightens in an instant!
veil torn, new eyes new vision behold;
new ears new communications hear.
the new Man arises from man of old
to meet vision as vision draws near.
a new earth forms from old earth;
old earth's transfigured by new.
veil rent in second birth
new self becomes selves two!
two selves dwell in one new self;
the heavenly Self and self of earth.
poem by Doug Bentley
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A Passing Fancy
The bell was ringing in the distance, of my existence,
but I let it ring.
Couldn’t think of a thing to say, anyway,
certainly not today.
Or any day for that matter, I didn’t want to natter to anyone.
Too many calls, then love palls.
Familiarity breeds contempt, and I was not exempt.
I‘ll let the dust settle on this affair, it’s just the way it goes,
that’s what I chose to do. Finish it, I had to quit.
He’ll forget, and once again my heart will be ‘to let‘.
It was a passing fancy, a chancy romance, and one begins
to learn and discern.
The closing of a book full of empty pages,
I think I’ll take the phone off the hook,
until fate, brings the next available mate.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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When Vanity Becomes One's Face
Unfortunately,
When vanity becomes the face...
Of one parading that around others.
A charading done that has taken place,
Becomes the accepted familiarity.
And when the time does come,
For that one to reveal underneath a mask...
Worn to masquerade reality.
What is seen is regarded as fake.
Leaving one without choices or options to make.
Unfortunately...
When vanity becomes the face,
Of one parading that around others.
A charading done that has taken place,
Becomes accepted familiarity.
When vanity becomes one's face,
Escaping these presentations...
Is difficult to erase to replace with truth.
Since deceivers only deepen,
A distrusting of them and whatever they do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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