Movements
you bring pink roses everyday
from nowhere
with an oblique smile,
some questions have remained unanswered
when I plunge in silence
you won’t stop talking
anger is its own failure
for breaking the door
where was the need for honour
killing of flesh
I will come out of the oblivion
once you pray for the retreat
time was running out for the sky
tornado has started moving
poem by Satish Verma
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Learning To Live Again
I burned my hand, I cut my face
Heaven knows how long its been
Since Ive felt so out of place
Im wonderin if Ill fit in.
Debbie and charley said theyd be here by nine
And deb said she might bring a friend
Just my luck, theyre right on time
So here I go again.
Im gonna smile my best smile
And Im gonna laugh like its going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray that she dont see
That learning to live again is killing me.
Little cafe, table for four
But theres just conversation for three
I like the way she let me get the door
I wonder what she thinks of me.
Debbie just whispered, youre doin fine
And I wish that I felt the same
Shes asked me to dance, now her hands in mine
Oh, my god, Ive forgotten her name.
But Im gonna smile my best smile
And Im gonna laugh like its going out of style
Look into her eyes and pray that she dont see
That learning to live again is killing me.
Now here we are beneath her porch light
And I say what a great time its been
A kiss on the cheek, a whisper goodnight
And I say, can I see you again.
And she just smiles her best smile
And she laughs like its going out of style
Looks into my eyes and says, well see
Oh this learning to live again is killing me
God this learning to live again is killing me
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Tornado
Nature deadly twisters
War of winds strikes again
You live in a nice neighborhood
As nice as it will be after
They drop down from the clouds
Completely out man's control
Some day it's gonna catch me
The tornado is right behind
It picks me up to overseas
The tornado is right there
Cumulonimbus storms arrive
Lightning flashes a hundred miles around
Electrical collision course
Creates the elephant trunk
Creeping and looking for your home
Sucking anything from the ground
Go 25.000 feet in the air
The deadlist of all thunderheads
The strong winds and the vacuum
Are gonna take you to the heart of the storm
Moving and turning
No escape, you disappear
It rips you off, keeps you in
Rises you up and pushes you out
Into the guts of the tornado
Get high by the suction of the funnel
Spinning at 300 miles an hour
And trying to outwit this monster
Moving and turning
No escape, you disappear
It rips you off, keeps you in
Rises you up and pushes you out
The frontal attack, now is in the past
Is it finished, or is it coming back?
No one knows, where it goes
Am I safe ? Am I gone with it ?
Running scared !!
Do it quickly, if you see it
There is no time, for a warning
The tornado has struck, hope you have some luck
Dust will make you blind, nothing you can find
Running scared !
Tornado ! Tornado ! Tornado !!
song performed by by Voivod
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No Name #2
Concrete hands picked up the telephone ring
Do you know who's you're talking to?
No, and i don't care who
She whispered quiet terror news
He didn't give a hoot
Said do what you have to do
All she had to do was speak
Mouthpiece to cheek
Please say no more
I'm lying here on the ground
A strip of wet concrete
Her name was just a broken sound
A stutter step you hear when you're falling down
Killing time won't stop this crying
Killing time won't stop this crying
Killing time won't stop this crying
You better start watching what message that you send now
No more situations i only go in to be kicked out
He got knocked down leaning like he ran into a clothesline
And remembered a couple of words that hid a crime
You're just fine
You'll be just fine
But i'm on the other line
Killing time won't stop this crying
Killing time won't stop this crying
Killing time won't stop this crying
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Another Try
Another try, I give again, I started shy, my heart started to mend.
It all looked great, but I could tell, something was wrong, as she started leaving her shell.
I was as blind as could be, I had no clue, I did not see, that this experience would be new.
The tension grew, as we fought more, this is something I cannot do, as I showed him the door.
He said no, as I told him get out, things went bad, as he started to shout.
I didn't know, what he would do, I started to show it, as my fear grew.
He knew this, as I walked the other way, then he kissed me, and I let him stay.
He said sorry, I was having a bad day, I forgave him, without delay.
This was a grave mistake, I realize now, he was just a fake, but his anger was real.
Not long after, he started it, I was being abused, as he started to hit.
I was starting to fear, him and his ways, he took away my support, as it started to fade.
I was running out of options, stay or leave, either way, my heart was going to be cleaved.
I was ready to leave, as he came to me, he brought me roses, and I succumbed to see.
That the decision I made, was not the right one, I am afraid, if it is already done.
The choices I made, the things I have done, my heart is breaking, as I am down to one.
So whatever you do, whatever you say, when starting new, watch how quickly it can change your day.
poem by Eric Maffettone
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A Posy Of Pink Roses
A posy of pink roses
stand on the alter of my church.
The roses maybe artificial,
but it is what they represent.
There is always a welcome
for anyone visiting here.
They can come to the church for guidance
or comfort there.
They may come from everywhere
and the door is always open
to welcome you inside.
They can pray a bit,
reaching out to our Lord,
or they can come in for a chat
about what is troubling them.
For whatever reason they come
the door is always open
with posy of pink roses on the alter
as sign they are welcome there.
9 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Never stop running!
never stop running
never stop moving forward
even if your friends leave you
helpless and alone
even if you have no place
you can call home
never stop running
your race to success
or wherever you are going
because your race
makes you shine
and keeps you glowing
never stop running
never stop moving forward
even when you suffer a loss
leaving you crying sad
even when you make a mistake
leaving you insanely mad
never stop running
your race to satisfaction
or wherever you may venture
because your race
is a triumphant adventure
that keeps you glowing
never stop running
never stop moving forward
even when you lose your energy
leaving you so very tired
even when you lose your will
to keep running the course
NEVER stop running!
your race to the finish
your race to completion
because your race
is what keeps you going
your race keeps you glowing
poem by Allen Steble
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Am I running from myself?
Am I running from myself?
Am I?
Who can tell me whom am I running from?
Is it me who is a villain of my own self?
Or is it a man in the mirror
Am I running from?
A man who is like me
But has no feelings
Who am I running from?
Knowing one or the other day
I have to face the reality
Whom am I running from?
Whom am I running from?
But I am not cheating myself
Am I?
No I’m not
Then why is it
Am I running from myself?
Who can tell me who am I running from?
Does anybody have answer for that?
Whom am I running from?
No! No! No!
Got to solve this puzzle of caves myself
As I have to face the reality one day
Nobody can answer my questions
Then I myself
Have to keep on moving
Solving my problems myself
As to why am I running from myself?
Why am I running from myself?
Know they would talk about it
Day in day out
Who cares!
I have to stop myself
Myself today or tomorrow
Have to get back on track
Coz that is the way I have to be
Have to curb my ways
I know I have to explain myself a lot
Why Am I running from myself?
But I have to curb myself
Why Am I running from myself?
Why Am I running from myself?
By Farukh
poem by Farooq Hussain
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Suspicions In The Way
Weren't we once in love?
Or was that just another game to play?
Weren't we once there for one another?
Or was that just for public display?
Questions unanswered.
Time lost and investments hindered.
Broken and mended,
With emotions on the fence.
I was never in love like that.
Nor have I ever,
Been that way since.
Weren't we once in love?
Questions unanswered.
Or was that just another game to play?
Questions unanswered.
Weren't we once there for one another?
Questions unanswered.
Or was that just for public display?
Questions unanswered,
And...
Suspicions,
In the way!
Can't get off the fence,
With suspicions in the way.
Can't get off the fence,
With suspicions in the way.
Can't get off the fence,
With suspicions in the way.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cant Stop Running
Time marches on
I learn to crawl, I learn to walk
You couldnt stop me from running
Stop me from running
Before I heard my name
Before I learned to talk
I knew I was running to something
Running to something
Into the arms of my god
Time marches on
And I awaken to the world
And Im still running to something
Running to something far away
Unseen by the others in the herd
Im only running to something
Running to something
Into the arms of my dream
I cant stop running
I cant stop running
I have a vision of myself breaking the finish line string
I still can hear it
This dream is calling
So Ill keep running
Time marches on
I start to trip, I start to fall
And now Im running from something
Running from something on my tail
Cant turn to look, cant hear the call
Im only running from something
Running from something
Running in fear I will fail
Meanwhile
Time marches on and on
And the strength to run may soon be gone
Now I watch the young ones coming
And its on their legs Im running
Into the arms of my god
Can you hear it? can you hear it?
Feet dont fail me now
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Not ready to yell
I have this friend of mine.
Who is obsessed with animé
Who can only express anger
When shugo chara is gay
So I decided to teach her.
What anger was about.
So that if Ikuto came back
She'd still know how to pout
But after failure and failure.
I couldn't get her to scream
Turns out anger
Is harder than it seems
'Ikuto sucks! '
I yelled to try and get her mad.
Which earned a proud glare
But left me feeling sad.
Anger wasn't her forté
So it clearly showed
why bother trying to change her
when her smile always glowed
There wasn't any point
To make her mad as hell.
When this rambunxious weird girl.
Was not quite ready to yell.
poem by Silence Dogood
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Wishes That Remain Ungranted
we thank God for those wishes
and prayers that till today remained unanswered
there are reasons
he knows all these reasons and we fall short of our limited explanations
we do not have to pray hard for something
that we do not deserve
for some things that may after all be not good for ourselves
the very reason why they remained as not ours to have and to hold
those who insisted and those whose prayers are finally answered
God says
have been duly punished.
we only pray for what God wills
that is wise enough.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Breaking The Law
There I was completely wasting, out of work and down
All inside its so frustrating as I drift from town to town
Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die
So I might as well begin to put some action in my life
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
So much for the golden future, I cant even start
Ive had every promise broken, theres anger in my heart
You dont know what its like, you dont have a clue
If you did youd find yourselves doing the same thing too
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
You dont know what its like
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Stop These Honour Killings
those who kill in the name of honour
what honour are they talking about?
who are you to take so precious a life
who are you to bring justice about
love conquers all so we are told
but here love has bought only death and hate
redeem your twisted sense of justice
take guard before its just too late
to kill to maim, is not humane
to play God is more insane
oh twisted sense of justice, stop
stop causing so much shock and pain
who are you to kill in the name of honour
what honour are u talking about
leave justice to the one above
forget this violence, just cast it out,
live and let live is what should be
look within and always learn to see
you are not perfect, far from it,
cast out cruelty and tyranny
youre full of lies, ego, false pride,
you think others will look up to you
look within my friend and see yourself
youre not a hero, but the hated few
honour is sacred, burning bright
belongs to men that stand up and fight
men who value life for all
men of honour stand out tall
stop these killings once for all
you think youre high but you'll take a fall
play not the judge, just live your own
before bad karma seeds be sown
poem by Arti Chopra
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There Are Some Questions
there are some questions
that at first glance
bring you nothing
like an empty basket
with nothing
but wicker spaces
all around it
like: how do you do?
what time is it?
but change these questions
to something
that slaps us
that makes us think about our existence?
like: how do you do with cancer?
what time is it that you will die?
tragic, but the truth runs like nerves
howling for help in your flesh
berserk
but then like anybody moving
it stops to rest
and stares to a world without questions
just plain
stare and acceptances
some manage however to let hope
come inside their mouths
to say:
how do you do mother? what time is it when the next baby comes?
when we will be a family,
a home, when we will face the new born babe
like a fireplace
near the breakfast table
where conversations about baptisms and weddings
flourish like some flowers
starting to bloom
in spring
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A man with a pink umbrella
Pink day
Pink hedge
Pink porch
Pink balcony
Pink woman
Pink ghost on a pink road!
Pink door
Pink hello
Pink dream
Pink sparrow
Pink night
poem by Framarz Bagheri
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Ten Story Love Song
When your heart is black and broken
And you need a helping hand
When you're so much in love
You don't know just how much you can stand
when your questions go unanswered
And the silence is killing you
Take my hand baby I'm your man
I got loving enough for two
Ten storey love song
I built this thing for you
Who can take you higher than twin peak mountain blue?
Oh well
song performed by by The Stone Roses from Second Coming
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Insurrection
insurrection...
or just the pot boiling over,
the plant breaking through the gound,
the leaf bursting from the bud,
the wind breaking down the door.
light breaking through the darkness,
the body breaking free of bonds.
the spirit breaking from the body,
the truth breaking from the silence.
hope breaking from despair,
caring breaking from the calloused....
the individual breaking from the crowd.
the many breaking from the few,
the man breaking from enslavement.
the pot boiling over...
be careful!
you'll burn your hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Anger
anger is not love
anger is driking
anger is killing someone
anger one thing never do
love, anger love not anger
anger is ramming you head throug a glass door
when your are man you do stupid things
stupid things that are stupid
when mad you dont feel nuthing
anger we all have
anger you cant change
when mad stays
stay away from everyone
anger can kill because you do stupid things
when mad sleep
anger just anger
ANGER
poem by Kerri King
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Some Fairy Dust 25.08.2009
My guru says not to go
for quantum leaps, effect
changes incrementally; it
does not work for me, I’m
either deeply depressed
or totally joyous
After attending the most
boring meeting ever, an
all-time low, could not wait
for incremental joy, called
up my three-year-old self
to march to the library
Then we went to collect new
T-shirts, Cindy in pink so I
started singing “Let’s take a
drink, a drink, a drink, to Lily
the Pink, the Pink, the Pink
the saviour of the human race
For she invented medicinal
compound, most efficacious
in every way” dancing while
swinging my new T-shirt, getting
in everyone’s way, Dr Jokweni
begging some of my energy
I threw him some fairy dust,
his face beaming now, a big
smile, while I’m running
through my day!
poem by Margaret Alice
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Killing Time
Everybodys going somewhere
See how they stand in line
All complaining their lives are unfair
Too bad for them, too bad for mine
(its the killing time) from now till then
(killing time), not knowing when
Theyre watching me, Im watching them
Standing by the empty mine
(killing time)
Its a killing time
I know it well
Killing time
Until the bell
Too late to change, too soon to tell
And in between, the killing time
(killing time) giving me hell
Up above the stars still shine
Through the poverty and grime
Of the empty streets below
Killing time, nowhere to go
(killing time)
Tell me, brother whats the plan?
Will I be a working man?
And occupy my idle mind
Or kill the time I knew so well
(killing time) giving me hell
Still I can smile at what I see
Soap operas full of vanity
So much wealth and property
Side by side with petty crime
Is that all lifes meant to be?
Commercials full of luxuries
A man has one, a cat has nine
And in between its killing time
(killing time)
Its a killing time
I know it well
Too late to change
Too soon to tell
Still I can smile at what I find
Waiting round and killing time
Bite the bullet
Help me through it
These lunatics will take my mind
Why cant life be more sublime
Than all of this waste and killing time
Killing time
I know it well
Its the killing time
song performed by by Kinks
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