The known and the unknown
Life is known as known.
Death is known as unknown.
Self is unknown as known.
But God? It is unknown as unknown.
05.08.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unknown
This unknown figure...
This unknown place...
Where am I at anyways?
This unknown feeling that I have,
This unknown pain inside;
I can't run away from.
Unknown heart, Unknown soul,
All unknown and all gone.
Sadden by all of this and all that's left..
Is me with no feeling...
I'm gone and lost and can't find a way out!
I'm an unknown person,
And an unknown girl who can't be seen.
I'm invisible, I'm a nobody,
I'm an unknown figure to people.
I'm gone forever and ever...right?
poem by Jessica Lee
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Armani
To Susilo Bambarg Yudhoyono of Indinesia,
And to Lula Da Silvia of Brazil;
Your name is Armani and,
My love for you is like Absalom's Monument.
Life is like a message to the unknown girl,
Life is like a message to the unnown boy,
Life is like a message to the unknown man,
Life is like a message to the unknown woman,
Life is like a message to the unkown gardener,
Life is likea message to the unknown potter,
Life is like a message to the unknown seller,
Life is like a message to the unknown painter,
But i will be with you my love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Destination Unknown
Im getting outta here cause theres too many complications
Yeah Im getting outta here dont get driven any information
And if they ask you for a number to call just say Im gone thats all
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
Destination unknown, Ill be gone, gone, gone
Destination unknown, destination unknown
If anybody wants me just say you dont know the address
Cause Ive had enough of the confusion and the madness
And should anybody ever try to stall, just say Im gone thats all
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
Destination unknown, Ill be gone, gone, gone
Destination unknown, destination unknown
Im tired of playing other peoples games
Tired of waiting for some things to change
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
Destination unknown, Ill be gone, gone, gone
Destination unknown, destination unknown
Im tired of playing other peoples games
Tired of waiting for some things to change
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
Destination unknown, Ill be gone, gone, gone
Destination unknown, destination unknown
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
Destination unknown, Ill be gone, gone, gone
Destination unknown, destination unknown
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
Destination unknown, Im a long way from home
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Unknown Girl
You are the unknown girl that i have to make to,
You are the unknown girl sitting alone in the forest,
You are the unknown girl with the fruits of love so sweet,
But there exists s friend sticking closer than your siblings;
So come into my arms my sweet one.
To tell or not to tell?
You are the unknown girl still looking for a lover;
To seek or not to seek?
You are the unknown girl who is still in love with my muse;
To ask or not to ask?
You are the unknown girl with the attractive breasts!
For you need a true loving companion like my type.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Unfortunate producers
Songs are famous, composers unknown.
Poems are worthy, authors unknown.
Men are popular, parents unknown.
What credit goes to those begetters?
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Believing They Are Best Kept Unknown
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A civil unrest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A cause to arrest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A joke to detest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
Scenes to detest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
Scenes to detest.
Believing them best,
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A civil unrest.
Believing them best,
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Believing they are best,
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
And...
Believing they are best,
Left alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Unknown Fairy
Oh my unknown fairy
I don’t know how you look
Oh my unknown fairy
I don’t know what you think
But I know my fairy
You are dear to me
Your absence makes me think of you
Oh my unknown fairy
You are far away from me
But still I feel you near
I cherish dreams of you
My unknown fairy
And let those dreams come true
poem by Kanu Aravind
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The Unknown Man
THE UNKNOWN MAN
For the tall unknown man
Who keeps hunting my mind
I always wonder who you might be
Just tell me your first name
To ease my inner turmoil
Weeks and months are passing
And I more and more
Think about you
the tall unknown man
Even though I know I shouldn’t
I look out to have a glimpse at you
Now I take the opportunity
I must give it a try
This is as if another me is pushing
Do not judge me wrongly
Please be assured
no intention to bother you
Maybe you have an idea
Who I might be maybe not
Forgive my impudence
This isn’t naturally me
But I take this one and only chance
To get in touch with an unknown man
Who keeps hunting my mind
So please be kind
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Undiscovered Soul
R.sambora
She was standing at the station
Small town suitcase in her hand
There were dreams she found inside her
That no one cared to understand
She never talks about her childhood
So much past to leave behind
Shes so scared to go
But still she says goodbye.
When you walk that road
You walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
In the great unknown.
Born and raised in poverty
Daddy died when he was young
All the fears that raged inside him
His spirit need to overcome
Each day he tears down the reflection
Of who he used to be
And with a little luck
Hell rise eventually.
When you walk that road
When you walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
The great unknown.
Solo
In the search of our salvation
Relentlessly we climb
Just looking for a reason
In creations grand design
If patience is a virtue
Then let us humbly begin
Well be here waiting
til our ship comes sailing in.
When you walk that road
We walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Youre just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
The great unknown
The great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
And undiscovered soul.
Searching for the road
Looking for a home
In the great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
An undiscovered soul
Searching for a home
Looking for a road
In the great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
An undiscovered soul
Patience, virtue, identify, soul
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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To my lost one (villanelle)
If you come from a unknown place
from where I am, as if thrown
into my life and we again meet face-to-face
it may be by God’s grace
and we may leave the paths well trodden and known.
If you come from a unknown place
wherever it may be, carrying just one suitcase
I will be happy to meet you, if you come alone
into my life and we again meet face-to-face
and if you want to, we can disappear without a trace
be on our own, without anyone.
If you come from a unknown place
and walk into my embrace,
my lost one, come without a chaperone
into my life and we again meet face-to-face
our pasts will be erased
and all unhappiness will be gone,
if you come from a unknown place
into my life and we again meet face-to-face.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I Stand At The End Of All I Am
STAND AT THE END OF ALL I AM
I stand at the end of all I am
And look out in the distance
I do not see the Youth behind me
I do not see the dark days ahead
I do not hear my own voice softly saying I have never surrendered-
I do not know where it will turn
And if it will be as horrible as it has been for many-
I stand in the unknown before the unknown- unknown
And what will be with all I have done and this life given to what I have written?
The long line smiles for rarely do I let myself go on so-
Good morning mister Fool- another day opens before you with a poem and a smile.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Unknown Soldier
Who dies in a war i may ask
Unknown Soldier
Who is the one buried next to his fallen comrades
Unknown Soldier
Who is the never to be remembered,
Unknown Soldier.
poem by Devin Weseen
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Fear Of Unknown
FEAR OF UNKNOWN
Fear of unknown brings on the storms
Playing havoc with life's sweet dreams
Shattering the hope in everyone's future
Building a world of heartache and torture
Fear of unknown brings about uncertainty
Painting dark colors of insecurity
Filling the souls with sentiments of trepidation
Letting the thoughts wander without navigation
Fear of unknown brings about skepticism
Eroding the trust and faith with pessimism
Only time can bring back the optimism
But ironic it is when believing fatalism
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Aphorisms: Men and women, Happiness and misery
Some Aphorisms
Happiness is good health and a bad memory unknown
If I dropped dead right now I’d be the happiest man alive Samuel Goldwyn
Ask yourself if you are happy and you will cease to be John Stuart Mill
Be happy, it’s a way of being wise Odette
Anxiety is interest paid on trouble before it’s due Dean Inge
Harmony seldom makes a headline unknown
Don’t do whatever you like-like whatever you do unknown
Comedy is tragedy plus time Carol Burnett
When it rains look up rather than down
For without the rain there’d be no rainbow Jerry Chinn
Everything human is pathetic, the secret source
Of humor itself is not joy but sorrow unknown
I love my raggedy-ass ol’ life
I never want to die Dennis Trudell
We’d all be sorry if
All our wishes were gratified Aesop
Give a man free hands
and you’ll know where to find them Mae West
When a wife learns to understand a man
She usually stops listening to him unknown
All who would win joy, must share it
For happiness was born a twin Lord Byron
A Home is not a mere transient shelter
It’s essence lives in the people within unknown
Be good and you’ll be lonely Mark Twain
Don’t scorn the man who’s happy, he knows something you don’t Paul Jones
Men don’t need women, only parts of their anatomy unknown
Sex is what women have and what most men don’t unknown
poem by David Whalen
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Remorse & Regret
Remorse the feeling of regret
the regret of doing a event
The alarm of Knowing your Human
-
The feeling of which we all like Kill
The feeling that comes, when murder happens
But is unseen, neither Good, Bad
Just Unknown
-
Death, abuse, Blood, carnage
None of it is Ne or Unknown to it
Its just unknown to itself
-
No mercy in spreading itself
No remorse...
just regret and Fear, its job
building and growing like Cancer
Until you self-destruct
-
Remorse does its job
and so does Karma
But never equally...
poem by Marcellus Watts
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The Unknown Soldier
Wait until the war is over
And we're both a little older.
The unknown soldier.
Breakfast where the news is read.
Television children fed.
Unborn living. Living dead.
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And it's all over
For the unknown soldier.
It's all over
For the unknown soldier.
*army marching sounds*
*gun firing*
Make a grave for the unknown soldier
Nestled in your hollow shoulder.
The unknown soldier.
Breakfast where the news is read.
Television children fed.
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And
song performed by by The Doors
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Only the unknown frightens men. But once a man has faced the unknown, that terror becomes the known.
quote by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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Welcome Change
Change is inevitable,
But yet we fight it, just the same.
Change is essential to our evolution.
Change is going to happen,
In fact, it happens every day,
Maybe it is too small to see, or perhaps we would rather not see it.
We fight change, because we fight the unknown,
We fight the unknown, because we are scared,
Scared of change, scared of the unknown.
If we were to allow change to happen freely,
We might find solutions to the problems that exist around us,
But instead, we are hung - up on controlling everything around us.
Maybe this is the problem with the world today.
Everyone assumes control of everything and does not allow nature to run her course.
Maybe this is why, we have devastating fall out from Nature,
Natural catastrophic disasters, such as fire and flooding.
We fight change, therefore we are fighting nature and her natural being and her existence
in the world that she has created by God's hand and has graciously allowed us to be a
part of .
We should welcome change and allow nature to control our destiny.
Change is uncontrollable,
Change is inevitable,
Change is the unknown.
Nature takes pride in being one of life's illusive wonders, the unknown.
poem by Gina Whitacre
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Unknown to devil
Unknown to devil
My capital flow
And its consequences
Unknown to devil
Where is the savior
In and around sentences.
No deficit nothing
Linkage problems
Central issue forgotten
Output and input
Are there in questions
And thirst quenches.
Investment declined
Savings fallen
Unknown to devil
What is there to happen
It is the poet who has
Seen future past and present.
Nothing to create
Everything is there to
Show only
And none came forward
And time passed
Known to devil only.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Stranger (La Extranjera)
She speaks in her way of her savage seas
With unknown algae and unknown sands;
She prays to a formless, weightless God,
Aged, as if dying.
In our garden now so strange,
She has planted cactus and alien grass.
The desert zephyr fills her with its breath
And she has loved with a fierce, white passion
She never speaks of, for if she were to tell
It would be like the face of unknown stars.
Among us she may live for eighty years,
Yet always as if newly come,
Speaking a tongue that plants and whines
Only by tiny creatures understood.
And she will die here in our midst
One night of utmost suffering,
With only her fate as a pillow,
And death, silent and strang.
poem by Gabriela Mistral
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