Frugality
wanted to send a call to me
sitting in a flowing traffic of life, a sinister,
sadistic happiness to see the disasters
coming home, in triangle of death,
for visitation of a nihilistic visual, the wedding
of taxidermal violence, at scope of frugal
clay, moulding the age of anxiety
because there were enough girls to be raped
and hunger was disconnecting the tribes
in camps, the bunkers were safe haven
for daunting, unremembered prodigal sons;
the vultures were dying daily,
you were outcast, a sleepwalker in dark,
confronting the boundaries of labiate palms
poem by Satish Verma
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I'm In My Car
I'm in my car
I got my telephones and radio
This is my home
I have learnt to love and live
The only way I know
And I don't want to change a thing
This is my world you are sitting in
I got a fax so I press send
Send a message to my DJ
A message to my DJ
'Cos he's my best friend
I'm in my car
And I am happy here
Even though the fools will never know
I got peace in here
My private world and endless
Stop and go
And I don't want to change a thing
This is my world you are sitting in
I got a fax so I press send
Send a message to my DJ
A message to my DJ
'Cos he's my best friend
I'm in my car
Safe from my boss
Safe from all the gumbos
That I hate so much
Its not G.T.
Its not all about you think
That you may see
Oh it's not about what you think
You see
I'm safe from my family. ..
I'm safe
I'm safe
I'm in my car
I'm happy here
I'm in my car
song performed by by Chris Rea
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A War Raging On
There's a war raging on
Though I know not where
There are people fighting
Though they do not care
Soldiers are fighting
Mothers are crying
Fathers are preaching
For their sons are dying,
For their is a war killing
And no one really cares.
There's bullets shooting
As I see the guns loading
And there's planes flying
For I feel the bombs exploding,
I see war and I see blood
And death upon the sand
There's hunger and death
I still see in His hand,
For there's people killing
As I see the blood flowing.
There's soldiers marching
For I hear them coming
The killing is flowing
For I see the children running,
There are people being shot
Poets getting caught
Murderers being sought
Lessons again being taught,
For there is a war raging
As the soldiers are hunting.
There is a war coming
For I hear the horns blowing
There is more killing coming
For I see the hate growing,
Children are getting killed
Burying bombs in the fields
Land is being destroyed
Mountains are becoming hills,
For there is a war coming
For I see the hate showing.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Dark and Light
Here where I live it is dark.
Abide within and it is dark.
Sinister beings dwell in the dark.
Seeing is not possible in the dark.
They are Dark.
Cavort about in the dark.
Come and surround in the dark.
Laugh and howl in the dark.
See them not, hear them yet, here in the dark.
They are Dark.
Not always do I live in the dark.
Comes a time without the dark.
Sinister beings exists in the dark.
Cannot survive without the dark.
They are Dark
When it is not dark,
And it is not always dark.
Beings of warmth pierce the dark.
Crack and splinter the dark.
They are Light.
Then sometimes I live in the light
Warm and safe in the light
Want to stay in the light.
Surrounded by life and love in the light.
They are Light
Sometimes light, sometimes dark.
In one world, than in the other.
In one, fear; love in the other.
Back and Forth, Light and Dark
I am Dark! I am Light!
poem by Jeff Manion
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In Chains
Daddy why do they keep you in chains
Why won't you come home
Their going to send me away
Why do they keep you in chains
Son I killed a man
Cut him down dead
Watched his life float away
Now I got to pay
For what I've done
I hope you will forgive me
I will always love you
But now you must forget me
You've got a new family now
Oh god I miss my boy
God keep him safe
Don't blame him for what I've done
Don't let him turn out like me
Oh god I miss my daddy
Why do they keep him in chains
I'm scared of the dark
I want my daddys hand
God keep him safe
God forgive my sins
Keep my boy safe
God I miss my daddy
Why do they keep him in chains
Daddy come home
God I miss my boy
Son I'm going to miss you
Don't do like I have done
One day you'll have a son
Don't do like I have done
My daddys not coming home
God keep him safe
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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I Haven't Given Up, Life
i haven't
given up,
life
even though u
made me,
my mother's
bastard,
your
bitch, life
i haven't
given up
you tore open
my skin,
exposing
moist meat,
raw nerves
and bare bones
i haven't
given up,
life
savoring the
dry milky-crust
of hunger
around
my mouth
i haven't
given up,
life
give it to me,
life.
Your obstacle's
have
shredded
weaker men
i haven't given up
I don't quit
maybe,
one day,
it will be you,
life,
that will
give up
realize
my resolve,
my stamina,
my struggle
and mostly…
my love of
the pain
Death
is the
only way
you will
defeat
me, life
But then again,
Death
is always
the
victor
by,
Tim Labbe`
I Am Love
Thoughts and actions of the highest regard.
Another before self.
Sacrifice all I am, and all I have,
When you call me to the battle.
I will stand up to the call.
Dying to my ways, in everyway.
A thousand deaths,
Each full of pain and suffering.
Disconnecting from the material,
Disconnecting from the ego,
To connect to the raw energy,
That was responsible for the creation of all.
Becoming all that is pure, lovely and beautiful.
Not for myself, but for another.
To show the façade we believe,
Is simply just that.
As the princess sleeps in her tower,
The prince arrives.
Though he is already a King,
A leader of men.
As her eyes open,
She will awake to the love she always sought.
It was always there,
It was just never called to the battlefield.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Verbose
FIDGETING smile, drat that bone.
BREEZE sprang up, send all the
big bad vultures home.
CHEERFUL confusion makes
extraterresttrial laugh, drat that
bone, i know it come back.
LEAPING, leaping, leaping
like frog, finding no botten, better
call or phone home,
FIDGETING smile, drat that bone,
breeze sprang up, send all the bad
ass vultures home.
poem by David Gerardino
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Cheerful Confusion
FIDGETING smile, drat that bone.
BREEZE sprang up, send all the
big bad vultures home.
CHEERFUL confusion makes
extraterresttrial laugh, drat that
bone, i know it come back.
LEAPING, leaping, leaping
like frog, finding no botten, better
call or phone home,
FIDGETING smile, drat that bone,
breeze sprang up, send all the bad
ass vultures home.
poem by David Gerardino
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That Is
Let be it.
The little bowl abandoning
the unreachable pink-light.
Ambrosia-
was searching a geometric center
of a smoking hub.
Flame-
of a bonefire was leaping
towards a topless tumbler.
The midriff
will spell a disaster.
A nomadic-
sleepwalker had become incandescent,
starts a prayer
for a condemned enemy.
My body was a river.
flowing-
on the impacted rocks of violence.
Was non-violence still relevant
in turbulent times?
Give me some unreason today.
poem by Satish Verma
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War Is Life
I can go in war this very day
with those who are against hunger,
who are against death
and who take arms against the invaders.
The boars are now destroying all crops of life
entering into the fields of civilization;
The jackals are devouring all corpses of our kith and kin
digging the graves;
The vultures are singing the rotten withered song of democracy
clutching the map of our heart;
Leaving my home for ever, I can go away with those
who are against these boars,
against these jackals and these vultures
and who draw irritated hands against their aggressive hands.
My heart cries now saying war war.
Saying war war, my heart bursts into anger
like an atom bomb.
Life is nothing but war,
and warlessness means mere death.
That is the most beautiful river, o Man,
whose course is serpentine.
poem by Sayeed Abubakar
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Coming Home
It's a long and lonely highway.
When you're traveling all alone.
I was on my way to nowhere.
But now i'm coming home.
I'm coming home.
I've been running through the fire.
I've been running for so long.
If i took it any higher.
Baby i would be still be gone.
But now i'm coming home, coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home.
Well my home was really never.
On a far and distant shore.
If i stayed away forever.
I could never miss you more.
And so i'm coming home,coming home.i'm coming home.
Coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I think of all these years gone by.
Never even wondered why.
I never touched the ground.
All the time that's come and gone.
All the nights i've been alone.
And now i'm homeward bound.
I heard the thunder over canaan.
And i've heard the angels cry.
And their voices came revealing
"as you live,so will you die."
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
I'm coming home,coming home,i'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, i'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home, coming home, coming home...
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Sleepwalker
Maybe I could be the one they adore
That could be my reputation
Its where Im from that lets them think Im a whore
Im an educated virgin
Sleepwalker, dont be shy
Now dont open your eyes tonight
Youll be the one that defends my life
While Im dead asleep dreamin
Cupid, dont draw back your bow
Sam cooke didnt know what I know
Ill never be your valentine
The sleepwalker in me
And God only know that Ive tried
Let me in, let me drown or learn how to swim
Just dont leave me at the window
I could be the one to be your next best friend
You may need someone to hold you
Sleepwalker, take this knife
You may see someone tonight
Youd be the one that saves my life
When Im dead asleep dreamin
Cupid, dont draw back your bow
Sam cooke didnt know what I know
Ill never be your valentine
The sleepwalker in me
And God only know that Ive tried
Im in your movie and everyone looks sad
But I can hear you, your voice, the laughtrack
But you never saw my best scene
The one where I sleep
Sleepwalk into your dreams
Now, sleepwalker, whats my line
Its only a matter of time
Until I learn to open up my eyes
When Im dead asleep dreamin
Cupid, dont draw back your bow
Sam cooke didnt know what I know
Ill never be your valentine
The sleepwalker in me
Now, the sleepwalker in me
Now, the sleepwalker in me
And God only know that Ive tried
song performed by by Wallflowers
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Sleepwalker
Maybe I could be the one they adore
That could be my reputation
Its where Im from that lets them think Im a whore
Im an educated virgin
Sleepwalker, dont be shy
Now dont open your eyes tonight
Youll be the one that defends my life
While Im dead asleep dreamin
Cupid, dont draw back your bow
Sam cooke didnt know what I know
Ill never be your valentine
The sleepwalker in me
And God only know that Ive tried
Let me in, let me drown or learn how to swim
Just dont leave me at the window
I could be the one to be your next best friend
You may need someone to hold you
Sleepwalker, take this knife
You may see someone tonight
Youd be the one that saves my life
When Im dead asleep dreamin
Cupid, dont draw back your bow
Sam cooke didnt know what I know
Ill never be your valentine
The sleepwalker in me
And God only know that Ive tried
Im in your movie and everyone looks sad
But I can hear you, your voice, the laughtrack
But you never saw my best scene
The one where I sleep
Sleepwalk into your dreams
Now, sleepwalker, whats my line
Its only a matter of time
Until I learn to open up my eyes
When Im dead asleep dreamin
Cupid, dont draw back your bow
Sam cooke didnt know what I know
Ill never be your valentine
The sleepwalker in me
Now, the sleepwalker in me
Now, the sleepwalker in me
And God only know that Ive tried
song performed by by Wallflowers
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But I can't bear it when somebody who some man made a pass at - to call that violence seems to me absurd and insulting to women who've really met violence, who've been raped or bashed.
quote by Helen Garner
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My Home
I have a home,
It is a safe haven,
Lay a house on the beach.
From far distant I stand,
Sweet memory I recall close…
Stillness of time,
Now as dust, they lay.
A homesick heart I bear.
I softening loneliness I make.
As all loneliness You heal,
My home I shall first return.
Within Your embrace…
My Home.
The longing ever stronger.
To just remain at home.
My stains are too many,
My being untrue,
But truth my home knows,
That home is only with You and Me.
My shelter, My home
My house, My heaven,
A comfort resting place,
Call Home.
A place call Home,
When we stay in,
Live our whole life in this homeland,
That’s my home.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Bermuda Triangle
Music by Barry Manilow
Lyrics by Bruce Sussman & Jack Feldman
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We decide to get away
And have some fun
Book a room and catch a flight
For two weeks in the sun
She says, "Hawaii's too expensive."
I say, "Barbados isn't bad."
She says, "I'd love to see Bermuda."
And I say, "Woman, are you mad!"
Bermuda Triangle
It makes people disappear
Bermuda Triangle
Don't go too near
But she
Doesn't see my angle
And she thinks I'm being dumb
So Bermuda Triangle
Here we come!
Lying with my woman on
The island sand
I look up and see her with
A stranger, hand in hand
I see her sitting on his blanket
I see them going for a swim
And when I run to find my woman
I find her running after him!
Bermuda Triangle
Makes my woman disappear
Bermuda Triangle
Don't go too near
Looking
At it from my angle
Do you see why I'm so sad
Bermuda Triangle
Very bad!
Lying lost and lonely on
The island sand,
When a lovely stranger says
Hello and takes my hand
And soon she's sitting on my blanket
And then we're going for a swim
When I say, "what about your boyfriend?"
She turns and waves goodbye to him!
Bermuda Triangle
It makes people disappear
Bermuda Triangle
Don't go to near
But look
At it from my angle
And you'll see what I'm so glad
Now Bermuda Triangle
Not so bad!
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Touching Numbers
I was sitting alone at home
thinking about you
wondering what the heck
you were up to.
Are you sitting there alone
thinking about me…
wondering if I was in
someone else's company?
Have you found someone new
to give your affection…
are you stroking each other's palms
considering a connection?
Are you snuggling up close
and kissing him
the same as you kissed me
on my neck and chin?
Is your breathing deep and heavy,
does your heart pound,
are you truly happy now
that I'm not around?
I really hope you're there
thinking about me,
looking at our photographs
on your phone's memory.
Touching numbers, about to call,
thinking of what to say.
Maybe, should we meet up
in our favourite café?
I suppose I'm just a fool
for thinking like this,
dwelling on a lost love
and past happiness.
I have to face it, you're not
thinking of me at all.
A full day has just about gone…
should I make the call?
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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Death in the Jungle
When leopards prowl,
When lean wolves howl,
When vultures swoop
Upon their prey,
When panthers leap,
When lions growl,
Then Death removes
His sinister cowl
And soon begins
To maim and slay.
Where eagles fly,
Where grey sharks lie,
Where deadly snakes
In dark holes lurk,
Where scorpions hide,
Where screech owls cry,
There Death awaits
And bye and bye
He moves about
To do his work.
poem by Tan Pratonix
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Death Benefits
As death approaches it helps me appreciate life,
Since thought of dying makes daily problems fade.
Worries about all material things causing strife
Mean nothing in view of death’s daunting shade.
Death reminds me how precious is each day.
A rising sun engenders hope with its shine
Its movement means limited time to leave my say
To improve the world with my personal design
Death helps me focus on things that really count
Like the importance of love of family and friends,
And secondary significance of wealth in any amount,
Knowing that my body dies but, my soul never ends.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Dead Flowers
When you're sitting there, in your silk upholstered cahir
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know.
I hope you won't see me, and my ragged company
Cause you know I could never be alone
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning,
Send me dead flowers by th U.S. Mail,
Send me dead flowers to my wedding,
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave.
When you're sitting back, in your rose pink, Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby day
I'll be in my basement room, with a needle, and a spoon
And another whore to take my pain away
Take me down, little Susie take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground.
And you can send me dead flowers every morning.
Send me dead flowers by the U.S Mail.
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Take me down, little Susie take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground.
And you can send me dead flowers every morning.
Send me dead flowers by the U.S Mail.
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave
song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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