Fall Guy
People make fun at me
My eyes glassy; nose stubby
Skin inky and body burly
A fall guy I am
An ugly effigy; a zany!
I too boo at Almighty
'Hey! You went astray!
While shaping my clay! ! '
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Faith Collapsing
you are the only person I know
but I take you round to people who are on the go
well you took me to a picture show
and what's the first thing I see
but them burning pictures of my head to toe, hey!
i'm not an effigy, no, no!
I asked you if you would be mad
if I packed my things and moved away to faraway land
well I packed my things and I moved to this place
and what's the first thing I see
but them burning pictures of me in my face, hey!
i'm not an effigy, no, no!
well I moved back from this faraway land
walked right into a room with me mum and me dad
well I saw my picture hanging on the wall
they tried to rip it and burn it
but it just withstood it all and I said hey!
i'm not an effigy
i'm not angry
i'm not an effigy... hey!
well walking around this stinking town
I look up at the buildings and they get me down
well I look to my left and then I look to my right
and then I realize they've been striking at me
since the middle of last night, hey!
i'm not an effigy
song performed by by Ministry
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Effigy
You are the only person I know
But I take you round to people who are on the go
Well you took me to a picture show
And what's the first thing I see
But them burning pictures of my head to toe, hey!
I'm not an effigy, no, no!
I asked you if you would be mad
If I packed my things and moved away to faraway land
Well I packed my things and I moved to this place
And what's the first thing I see
But them burning pictures of me in my face, hey!
I'm not an effigy, no, no!
Well I moved back from this faraway land
Walked right into a room with me mum and me dad
Well I saw my picture hanging on the wall
They tried to rip it and burn it
But it just withstood it all and I said hey!
I'm not an effigy
I'm not angry
I'm not an effigy... hey!
Well walking around this stinking town
I look up at the buildings and they get me down
Well I look to my left and then I look to my right
And then I realize they've been striking at me
Since the middle of last night, hey!
I'm not an effigy
song performed by by Ministry
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The Almighty Sea
The almighty sea reigns higher than them all.
The almighty sea will always stand tall.
The almighty sea will be your fall.
The almighty sea reigns higher than them all.
The sea is responsible for many a death,
Drowning the victim for its every breath.
Engulfing the bodies, in its wave,
Sending their souls to the grave.
The sea is a murderer killing by the millions.
Everyday people, normal civilians,
Are taken away by the monstrous surges.
And out of the ocean, a corpse emerges.
The sea is can kill in a matter of hours,
With the sheer extent of the waves’ powers.
Surely nothing can stop the water in its path,
Immersing the world in its wrath.
The almighty sea reigns higher than them all.
The almighty sea will always stand tall.
The almighty sea will be your fall.
The almighty sea reigns higher than them all.
Waynes Pet Youngin
Hey...lay it on me
1 2 3 4
5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25
Morgans pain succumbs to the frame
In a zany combination of waynes pet youngin
Astral plane conversing lame
In a zany combination of waynes pet youngin
A stained pane drownin out the rain
In a zany combination of waynes pet youngin
You name the game and Ill bring dwayne
And roger and rerun to waynes pet youngin
Reruns brain - confetti stain
In a zany combination of waynes pet youngin
Whats your name? are you glad you came?
But would you die in the name of waynes pet youngin?
Yes I would! aaaahhhh!
Ahahahahahahahaha!
Ahahahahahahahaha!
Ha ha!
song performed by by Ween
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Nose
No one cares for the nose
To go nose straight is the tao
If there were no eyes
You could see better with your nose
If there were no nose
you wouldnot distinguish the sweet from the bitter
And there would be no value judgements in the world
And it is the nose that keeps you hot in the cold
And that keeps you cold in Jakodabad
The nose is the vigilant customs officer
That does not allow any drug to your lungs
And the nose cannot be bribed
Oh Nose! the customs officer of the body
And the pivot of value judgement in the world
If that name thou love
Remain with us and teach the noseless world
That it must have a nose in this wartorn world
He who knows the greatness of nose
Surely goes to the realm of rose
In the life to come
Hurrah Let us compose hymns to nose
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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At the Café Door
Something they said beside me
made me look toward the café door,
and I saw that lovely body which seemed
as though Eros in his mastery had fashioned it,
joyfully shaping its well-formed limbs,
molding its tall build,
shaping its face tenderly,
and leaving, with a touch of the fingers,
a particular nuance on the brow, the eyes, the lips.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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When I Turn Off The Living Room Light
Who cares if youre jewish,
And your breath smells of garlic,
And your nose is a shiny red light.
To me you are gorgeous,
And everythings right,
When I turn off the living room light.
Your clothes are old-fashioned,
Your knuckles are bony,
Your hair looks a terrible sight.
But I dont have to see you,
The way that you are,
When I turn off the living room light.
When I turn off the living room light.
I dont have to see you,
The way that you are,
When I turn off the living room light.
Well its not that you are ugly,
And Im not being cruel,
It helps me to relax, dear,
It helps to keep me cool.
Now I am not intending,
To make you feel ashamed,
Whats wrong in me pretending?
cause you cant help being plain.
Your nose may be bulbous,
Your face may be spotty,
Your skin may be wrinkled and tight.
But I dont want to see you,
The way that you are,
So I turn off the living room light.
We dont feel so ugly,
We dont feel so draggy,
We dont feel so twisted up tight.
And we dont feel as ugly as we really are,
When we turn off the living room light.
When we turn off the living room light.
We dont feel as ugly as we really are,
When we turn off the living room light.
song performed by by Kinks
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Grooming makes one pleasing.
An ass is ugly, not for his nose.
He is lazy unlike the horse.
A crow is ugly, not for his black
But for his voice, unlike the koel’s.
An eagle is ugly, not for his beak,
But for his menace, unlike the parrot.
No matter how you are made,
You can make yourself lovable.
19.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Mule and The Molecule
This meeting was not liked by the Stubborn Mule,
But he had no choice because Tinsy is his fuel.
Since Tinsy is the smallest thing that there is on earth,
Stubby decided to see just what this little guy was worth.
“Hey Tinsy, you’re so small, I’ll bet you can’t be in a stone.
I’ll bet you live in your own tiny place, just yourself alone.”
Tinsy replied, “Well Stubby, stone and everything is made of me.
Trillions like me are in all things in this world, including your body.”
Stubby thought for a while and then said to his newfound friend,
“Now that I understand, I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to offend.
I think you can explain to my buddies who all of you are.
If they realize that you’re part of them, they’ll treat you like a star! ”
Tinsy replied, “I don’t want them to treat me like a star.
They just need to appreciate that I am a part of what they are.”
Tinsy Molecule and Stubborn Mule now have a life of fun.
They work together and play together since they are really one.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Certainly I feel like I'm the tip of the arrow at times because certainly the national media wants to talk about the fact that I'm a black Republican and some people think of that as zany that a black person would be a conservative but to me what is zany is any person black, white, red, brown or yellow not being a conservative.
The sixth sense
Eyes are there to steer the way;
Ears are there to tell the way.
Nose to sense the danger, tongue
To select food and skin to feel heat.
I direct my eyes to see women,
Ears to hear them, nose to smell them,
Tongue to kiss them and skin to toss them.
Is it due to sixth sense or starvation?
18.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Anti Love Song
(skin)
No i don't want love you,
'cos i know who you are,
That's why i've been staying away from you,
That is why i ever call,
Huummm, i know that you could possess my body,
And i know you could make me scrawl
I know you'd have me shaken,
Have me climbing the wall
That's why i don't wanna' love you
(lenny kravitz)
'cos i know how you are
Sure you say you're right on and your righteous, girl
Come with me, i know you'd be right off
'cos i know you could possess my body,
I know you could make me crawl,
And just as hard as i fall for you girl,
Well you know you would fall for me harder
That's why i don't want to love you
(skin)
'cos i know what you would do to my heart
You scourge me like a hot iron,
Leave me whining all alone in the dark,
'cos i know that you would make me suffer
I know that you would drive me wild (that's right) wild
You would take me in a circle
And when it gather you, i know you'd disappear
That's why i don't wanna' love you
(lenny kravitz)
'cos i know you like to be in charge,
And with me you know you can't control me, baby,
'cos you know you drive your car
I have you eating your ego (i don't think so !!)
I'd make it pocket your pride, oh no
And just as hard as i've been loving you, oh girl,
Well you know you'd be loving me harder
(lenny kravitz & skin)
That's why i ain't gonna' love you
(lenny kravitz)
Harold, come on
(lenny kravitz & skin)
That's why i don't wanna love you
No i don't want to love you
No i don't want to love you
No i don't want to love you
No i don't want to love you
No i don't want to love you
No i don't want to love you
No i don't want to love you
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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A Handsome Man
i am a handsome face
long black hair
aquiline nose
slim body
kissable lips
sharp eyes
white teeth
smooth brown skin
lean and muscular body
i promise you nothing
i have no time
and i do not know what
love is
i am the vagabond of
this earth
a wanderer of its bosom
no one owns me
and i own no one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Awakening call.....
dabble pain harsh emotion to fall down, all
seems to go wrong, and nobody even tried to
go back home
naive atmosphere showered every distance;
like a smoking gun powder smell of incense
catches every nose that dying is waiting, ready
to snap everything when everybody is done
wait no more, so sleepy that even the freezing
wind of the ice pole, won't stop the teardrops
eyes has to fall it down
shine my soul, the trembling soul, can't stop
the pain, not the fire that burn my skin nor the
suffering that close near me to end
splash me and ignite my body, for i kept on
shouting but nobody seems to listen, until i
scream, cried and laugh; and my whole body die
with sin
finally, i pose as joy lighted my excitement
of grit, pushing my teardrops falls down my lips
and the rain stops my pain.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Love Profusion
There are too many questions
There is not one solution
There is no resurrection
There is so much confusion
And the love profusion
You make me feel
You make me know
And the love vibration
You make me feel
You make it shine
There are too many options
There is no consolation
I have lost my illusions
What I want is an explanation
And the love profusion
You make me feel
You make me know
And the love direction
You make me feel
You make me shine
You make me feel
You make me shine
You make me feel
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
There is no comprehension
There is real isolation
There is so much destruction
What I want is a celebration
And I know I can feel bad
When I get in a bad mood
And the world can look so sad
Only you make me feel good
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
(Spoken:)
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
And the love profusion
You make me feel
You make me know
And the love intention
You make me feel
You make me shine
You make me feel
You make me shine
You make me feel
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
I got you under my skin
And I know I can feel bad
When I get in a bad mood
And the world can look so sad
Only you make me feel good
song performed by by Madonna
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Political Greed
The world is changing and so are we
We are reaching the stage of poverty
Times are harder and prices are climbing
But our wallets are really declining.
How do you tell a politician who has
Money in the bank that we’re on the
Road to bankruptcy, when beyond
Their nose they can not see.
How do you get out of the coffin
That they have made, when your
put inside a grave.
How do you open up that coffin door
When fresh air you can’t breathe any more.
When that latch is closed so tight
And you try to open it with all your might.
This my friend is an ugly sight.
People all over the world are asking for change
And the politicians are the ones to blame.
They think of them selves and the almighty dollar
While the public screams and hollers.
Some times I wonder if going back
To the times of bartering
Is the key- to get out of poverty.
I have what you want and you
Have what I need, and no
Middle man in between.
You make clothing and I make shoes
Let’s just exchange and no one will lose.
There has to be an end in sight
We are tired of this constant fight.
We must open up their eyes
For to our needs they are blind.
Let them live in the slums of any
State that they choose, then they
Will see how much they lose.
Give them that challenge and you will see
They can not live in poverty.
Not one of them will reverse that role
Because it’s too hard and much to cold.
(07/09/11)
poem by Louis Rams
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Disappointment
last night a rape of
disappointment ravaged me
its ugly hands invaded my
body and spirit
leaving scars on the tender
and fair skin of my conscience
i curled into a ball of pain
nursing bleeding lips
and acidic skin
tears trickling down the closed eyes
dissolved into the smears
of hymen- blood and semen
dotting the sheets…
from expectation to
disappointment to
sorrow is the trajectory,
spoke the buddha’s voice
so far lying buried deep within
not attempting to dry my tears
but allowing them to cleanse
my body and spirit…
31dec2009
04.05hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Stone
The days have passed, nights are gone,
I'm still in love with a stone,
The seasons changed, the clay too came,
I still hold it with no moan,
The clay comes to me in so many shapes,
Wants me to hold it, whatever it may take,
But clay can hurt me, clay may fake,
Even if it's clay, I have a heart it can break,
The season may change,
The clay may go,
Slowing my heart beat,
All time low,
Stone is hard,
Stone is black,
Stone is emotionless,
Doesn't stab at back,
The clay, the stone, both make me die,
But if a stone does, even the clay may cry...
and I'll never ask why...
It's better to live with a stone,
not clay,
Clay is soft, but it hurts,
which is not the stone's way.....
poem by Apurva Jain
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Ugly Moods
Correction!
I did not say you were ugly.
Not in a physical way.
I meant you had ugly moments.
And you seem to bring them,
With you everyday.
No one denies,
You have looks for the eyes.
And if you kept your mouth shut sometimes...
You will find me more in your presence.
But it is your attitude,
That keeps me distanced.
And right now you are not being pleasant.
This is not the 'essence' I expected.
I am honest like that.
Do you want me to lie?
I did not say you were ugly.
You do have ugly moods.
And I can get very ugly myself...
That is how I recognize
That 'thing' I despise,
In you!
I do.
And two like us sharing that ugliness,
Do not need to be in the same room to feud.
I do not have to prove,
I can get uglier than you!
Even though that would be a challenge.
When you get through being so ugly...
Without your lips hanging down,
That's when I will come back around!
Have a good day!
Right now...
That is all I wish to you to say!
And yes...
You can be,
Very disagreeable and quite ugly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Limitations Of The Body...
sometimes i forget that i have a body
it is only when i eat that i remember i have one
but most of the times
i am full and so i almost forget all about this body
i am feeding it with wrong things
ideas, more ideas,
i am covering it with mysteries that it cannot relate because
a body is just a body
earthly, mundane
clay,
stick, creepy
skin, hair
sunken eyes,
trembling hands
it is flesh, bones, cartilages,
and
nerves, and when all these nerves take revenge on me
i shall finally lose this body
which i welcome somehow
because i have not experienced it yet
fully
i live in the mind,
my castle is in my imagination,
and i eat nothing for the day
but words
and i drink nothing for the day but ink
and i touch nothing for the day
but keys
the body is forgotten and so are my chains,
my prisons, my
dark rooms,
my body, this fetter,
this
ball and chain that hold me
in hunger and pain and
thirst and
constant urination,
disturbing
defecation
sometimes i like to become nothing but air
so you cannot see me anymore so i can go places and be lost forever
because i am not this body,
and i do not want to be caught in here
a little longer.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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