Soul must purge out.
When you pity,
When you are true
And when you lend
You will feel that
You are relieved
Out of what you have got.
When you obtain,
When you attain
And when you gain,
You will feel that
You have got enough
Feeling a kind of fullness..
Soul is a bowl,
Which when in full,
Must empty too
To get rid of
Constipation.
The greedy must note it.
26.11.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The constipation
Pity is a kind of love
That you must experience;
Doing so, you cleanse your soul.
Being true is a kind of love
That you must experience;
Doing so, you please your soul.
To part with is a kind of love
That you must experience;
Doing so, you ease your soul.
To earn, to gain and to count
Are things done with creed and pride
To fill and stuff the soul with.
The soul is the bowel, which’s full
When you’re in the pinnacle.
The bowl must ease out its contents.
Unless you pity, be true
And gift in the path of life,
Your soul has to constipate.
10.10.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Paradox: Lenten Reflections
it is when you feel so strong
that you become weak
when you have learned too many things
that you start to feel
that you know nothing
when you feel you are so blessed
that you become so empty
when you are too near to God
that you become too distant
when you feel you are so loved
that you are forsaken
so we start with nothing again
to achieve the fullness
to be so forsaken to feel being loved
to be emptied all over again
to become full again
to reach an end
so we can start all over again
to be reborn in order to die
to die and return back to dust
to gain eternal life
for in truth our wisdom is nothing
but all foolishness to him who gives it
for it is in giving everything
that we get back what was missing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Satisfied
This summer time I have no fury
No chance of sinking sailing ships
If time stood still Id take aim and fire
For you
For every ocean there must be shore
On which I stand with restless toes
When everything I look for in myself is in you
I feel a little more than empty
But I wanna feel more than full
Its a pity all I have
Is just enough to keep you satisfied
This knot can come undone no matter how we try to keep it tied
Inside this bottle theres a message
You may be drinking way too much
If I had the strength to take the weight of you I would
I feel a little more than empty
But I wanna feel more than full
Its a pity all I have
Is just enough to keep you satisfied
This knot can come undone no matter how we try to keep it tide
Something high it keeps me here
Something that keeps us together
You keep me dry despite the weather
I dont need to feel this way
For you but I do end up feel satisfied
Its a pity all I have
Is just enough to keep you satisfied
This knot can come undone no matter how we try to keep it tied
Its a pity all I have
It just enough to keep you satisfied
This knot can come undone no matter how we try to keep it tide
Its a pity all I have
Is just enough to keep you satisfied
This knot can come undone no matter how we try to keep it tied
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
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I Feel I Can't Feel My Own Feelings
I feel,
I feel like a stranger with my own feelings
I feel like an outcast in my own healing
I feel like deception in my own truth
I feel like a coward in my own greatness
I feel like a loser in my own victory
I feel like the victim in my own attack
I feel I can't find right words from my own lips
I feel am opting out of my own success
I feel my soul dodging my own body
I feel my failing exceeding my own guts
I feel my nightmares overcoming my dreams
I feel dejected in my own being
I feel a refuge in my own nation
I feel missing in my own premises
I feel blind with my own open open eyes
I feel empty with my own well-informed mind
I feel stolen with the divine likeness am wearing?
I feel you could tell me what you feel am feeling right in my feelings.
poem by Iyamuremye Wilfred
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Pity...
I have only pity for my
poodle name Pretpret
(ditty for Pretty)
It is always following me
wherever i go
and sit beside my feet
so i can feel the warmth
of its belly
It is expecting me to go
for a walk this morning
and it will be beside me
guarding
But i am not taking my walk
today
I still have to organize my thoughts
and write some poems
I pity the sun
Now it is shining without me
I pity the paths
for it is empty without me
I pity the grass
they spread their beautiful green
without me
Don't you understand what pity means?
Oh, it happens
when we are not with them
because we prefer to be with words
juggling with the letters
playing with the sounds of syllables...
Now, i am going out
What pity does i feel for all the words?
I must pity the study room
for it is now empty
I must pity the books
they are now closed
I must pity the stairs
missing the sounds of my footsteps
and so on and so forth
feel it
the world is such a pitiful emptiness
without us
we can be noise and disturbance
sometimes
but the world knows
we are important
for without us
the world is nothing too
but God's useless
creation....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sad to see him go
Its sad to see him go,
Go away to nothingness,
He made me feel pity for me,
Myself pity,
Pity that I should not feel for him,
He made me so mad that I should not feel sorry for him,
He comes and goes as he pleases in my life,
He made me feel as if I did not exist to him,
He should feel sorry for me cause I went through a lot ever since he left me with this broken heart,
Sad to see him go,
Its my fault that I didn’t try hard enough to be there for him yet he was never there for me in began with,
I have the rights to be anger with him,
He made me feel like I was losing my mind,
Sad to say that I do declare I have somewhat feel pity for him,
Yet so sad to see him go.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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What if it's just a feeling?
What if it's just a feeling and nothing more
just a feeling that's never penetrated to the core
and what shall i do if my love is superficial
how shall I act if i find it's not official
what? i simply lie to myself? what if its not real?
what if i don't love her for who she is like a fool
what if my heart uses and deceives me like a tool
I hope this is more than i feel
i want this love to be pure and true
i want it to be the kind where i spend my life with you
but is it so?
is my love strong and full or will it go
away
one day
and leave me hollow
that's a lot to swallow
but my love, o my dear, hat if its a lie?
i don't wish to lie, I believe i love you
i really do
i could write on the whole of the sky
but would that make my love true?
how can i prove that i love you?
what if its just a feeling
hopefully not...hopefully not just a feeling...... i fear
poem by David Knox
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Yogic...
searching for clarity
the best of which is an empty slate
that which we mistake sometimes
for clarity actually is one that contains nothing
as though
emptiness is one of those that has
nothing inside it
as though when things are in their fullness
like a flower in full bloom
as though
fullness is mess and must be
avoided
as though fullness is pain and emptiness
is unloading and must heretofore
be marked as the
ballroom
happiness so to speak
messy is noise and the empty window is clear
but the pool of water without the disturbance of the wind
is full and yet
mirrors some clarifications
that you can see your face unadulterated by grief
undiluted by any dropp of lamentation
one dives farther to see what is real and perhaps
sleep for a while
drowsiness of reality
illusion is a little bit tipsy because of so much thoughts
unthink, undream,
unmind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Epigram. Since Milo Rallies Sacred Writ
Since Milo rallies sacred Writ,
To win the Title of a Wit;
'Tis pity but he shou'd obtain it,
Who bravely pays his Soul to gain it.
poem by Mary Barber
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Sneaky Feelings
Now everybodys breakin up somebody elses home,
Before somebody else starts breaking up their own.
I get you in my dreams.
You should hear the things you say.
Is not that its so much fun,
But its safer that way.
Sneaky feeling, sneaky feelings,
You cant let those kind of feeling show.
Id like to get right through the way I feel for you,
But Ive still got a long way to go.
Why dont we call it a day, and we can both confess.
You can force me to use a little tenderness.
White lies, alibis, anything but say that its true.
Now we could sit like lovers, staring in each others eyes,
But the magic of the moment might become too much for you.
Sneaky feeling, sneaky feelings,
You cant let those kind of feeling show.
Id like to get right through the way I feel for you,
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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I Feel Blue
I FEEL BLUE
TO HAVE A WOMAN AS TRUE AS YOU
WHAT CAN I DO
FOR FEELING YOU COULD EVER BE TRUE
IN A DAZE
LIVING OUT MY TIME IN A RAGE
IT'S SO WEIRD
SO GLAD I FIGURED OUT HOW THIS CAR SHOULD BE STEERED
TO LOVE A WOMAN AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU
TO LIVE A DREAM LIKE THIS MAKES ME WANNA DO
WRITE A SONG
AN APOLOGY FOR EVER BEING SO WRONG
AND GET ALONG
WITH MAKING A FOR YOU IN A SONG
YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A BABE IN A STRANGE LAND
WAITING FOREVER FOR YOU TO LEND ME A HAND
FEELING BLUE
WHAT ELSE CAN A POOR MAN DO
poem by Talile Ali
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Feel Like a Simile Sometimes
I feel like a train sometimes
that can't get no locomotin.'
My wheels lumber
and my Ideals get stuck
in sideways roller motions.
I feel like the moon sometimes
beautiful but dead.
Feel like thinking sometimes
but get tangled up in emotions.
Feel like a bird sometimes
remembering how to soar.
Feel like sleeping sometimes
and not getting up,
being in bed for a while.
Feel like Christmas when
someone gives me a smile.
Feel like feeling more
on certain days and times.
Feel like talking deep
and thinking light
laughing loud
and quiet.
Feel like feeling like
my best days
sometimes.
Feel like is feeling like
if a good poem rhymes
sometimes.
Feel like is feeling like
if the rhythm beats in time,
if my heart skips to music quips
and rejoins at the metered line.
Feel like
is feeling like
feeling is ok;
but feeling good or bad
without that like
is better;
well..
like superior.
Like ok?
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I Want A Little Sugar In My Bowl
Nina simone
I want a little sugar
In my bowl
I want a little sweetness
Down in my soul
I could stand some lovin
Oh so bad
Feel so lonely and I feel so sad
I want a little steam
On my clothes
Maybe I could fix things up
So theyll go
Whatsa matter daddy
Come on, save my soul
Drop a little sugar in my bowl
I aint foolin
Drop a little sugar in my bowl
Well I want a little sugar
In my bowl
Well I want a little sweetness
Down in my soul
You been acting strangely
Ive been told
Move me daddy
I want some sugar in my bowl
I want a little steam
On my clothes
Maybe I can fix things up so theyll go
Whatsa matter daddy
Come on save my soul
Drop a little sugar in my bowl
I aint foolin
Drop some sugar- yeah- in my bowl.
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Extrovert
Yes, its true
I want that apple, just like william tell,
No more floor gazing, no more head down the well.
Im feeling extrovert.
I should be shaking the stars instead of hugging the dirt.
I swear!
Im really burning, fit to boil up the sea,
Human volcano at a zillion degrees.
Im feeling extrovert.
Instead of quiet and shy Im really dying to fly.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel,
Extrovert.
No hidden message, nothing political,
You neednt listen, I just wanted to show,
Im feeling extrovert.
I am the lion whos roaring not the mouse that gets hurt.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel.
My trumpet plays for you,
Im gonna blow it now.
song performed by by Xtc
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Extrovert
Yes, its true
I want that apple, just like william tell,
No more floor gazing, no more head down the well.
Im feeling extrovert.
I should be shaking the stars instead of hugging the dirt.
I swear!
Im really burning, fit to boil up the sea,
Human volcano at a zillion degrees.
Im feeling extrovert.
Instead of quiet and shy Im really dying to fly.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel,
Extrovert.
No hidden message, nothing political,
You neednt listen, I just wanted to show,
Im feeling extrovert.
I am the lion whos roaring not the mouse that gets hurt.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel.
My trumpet plays for you,
Im gonna blow it now.
song performed by by Xtc
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I Cant Explain
New feeling inside
Its a hot certain kind
I feel hot and cold
Down my soul, baby
I cant explain
Going out of my mind
Dizzy in the head, and Im feeling blue
Things you say well maybe theyre true
I get funny dreams again and again
Knows what it means, but
Cant explain
I think its love
Say it to you
When I feel blue
I cant explain, no, I cant explain
You know I cant explain
Im going out of my mind
Well Im a worried guy
But I cant explain
song performed by by David Bowie
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from: Shoemaker's Holiday, Or The Gentle Craft
Cold's the wind, and wet's the rain,
Saint Hugh be our good speed ;
Ill is the weather that bringeth no gain,
Nor helps good hearts in need.
Troll the bowl, the jolly nut-brown bowl,
And here, kind mate, to thee ;
Let's sing a dirge for Saint Hugh's soul,
And down it merrily.
Down-a-down, hey, down-a-down,
Hey derry derry down-a-down,
Close with the tenor, boy ;
Ho ! well done, to me let come,
Ring compass, gentle joy.
Troll the bowl, the nut-brown bowl,
And here, kind, &c. (As often as there be men to drink.)
(At last, when all have drunk, this verse.)
Cold's the wind, and wet's the rain,
Saint Hugh be our good speed ;
Ill is the weather that bringeth no gain,
Nor helps good hearts in need.
poem by Thomas Dekker
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Sometimes When I Have Nothing To Say
sometimes when i have nothing to say
like the silence of the closed window
or the nights on the grass
or the twinkle of the stars... i feel so full
and when i get so full, i feel like
vomiting my existence,
i am nauseous to this hiding, sometimes
i want to say it all, and then i become so empty
and when empty i float, i feel like i am nothing but air,
and then i surrender again
to the walls.... talking and talking to the walls
and i do not really care about the rumors that they have ears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Missin You
When you're gone
I feel this empty void
Something is obviously missing
I feel lost
I feel lonely
I feel sad
I feel alone
This feeling is it going to last
Or shortly die
When you're gone
I'm missing you like crazy
I can't think
I can't sleep
I can't eat
Nothing can be done without you there
I need to see your face
I need to hear your voice
I need to smell your scent
You are the antidote to this disease
Please won't you cure me
When I'm missing you like crazy
And get rid of this empty void
poem by Khirishka Albury
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I Cant Explain
Got a feeling inside (cant explain)
Its a certain kind (cant explain)
I feel hot and cold (cant explain)
Yeah, down in my soul, yeah (cant explain)
I said ... (cant explain)
Im feeling good now, yeah, but (cant explain)
Dizzy in the head and Im feeling blue
The things youve said, well, maybe theyre true
Im gettin funny dreams again and again
I know what it means, but
Cant explain
I think its love
Try to say it to you
When I feel blue
But I cant explain (cant explain)
Yeah, hear what Im saying, girl (cant explain)
Dizzy in the head and Im feeling bad
The things youve said have got me real mad
Im gettin funny dreams again and again
I know what it means but
Cant explain
I think its love
Try to say it to you
When I feel blue
But I cant explain (cant explain)
Forgive me one more time, now (cant explain)
I said I cant explain, yeah
You drive me our ot my mind
Yeah, Im the worrying kind, babe
I said I cant explain
song performed by by Who
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