Solitudes
The questions hang like skin tags.
A broken mirror, stabs
during birth of time.
We have got to do it, save it
in its infancy, before it is submerged
along with the temple of fake gods: -
before it is plagiarized by the
polity. The wives were fattening
on art of running the state
from behind the curtains. Would
you like to sign on my skin?
Your death wish? I am washing
my sins today. It is bit cold
here in the blue lake of tears. Now
you can hold my arm for final plunge.
poem by Satish Verma
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Beneath The Skin
Beneath the Skin a caustic red river
Beneath the Skin corrosive abuser
Beneath the Skin genetic in rupture
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin a still born forgiveness
Beneath the Skin cell transfer in whispers
Beneath the Skin a lover cries murder
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
Beneath the Skin i wasted this moment
Beneath the Skin old undiscovered
Beneath the Skin another lies ruptured
Beneath the Skin all cold and hungered
song performed by by Queen Adreena
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Skin Im In
The skin Im in
Its hard to see, I know
This skin Im in
Were never free
Dont you agree?
Yet another age has passed
We all must look away
From the way we are today
We must look away
On every fate
Opening eyes will see
Who does not cry?
This skin Im in
No-one can hide
Hows the world been leaving you?
The future came too late
For the ones who cannot wait
It will come too late
This skin Im in
Down to the bone, our blood
Fit for a king
Its no surprise
Theres no disguise
Maybe all we need is time
To wipe away the tears
We let fall throughout the years
You must hide your tears
Within this skin
Until the end we grow
And as we sing
We have no more to show
Now walk and say nothing
song performed by by Heaven 17
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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People Submerged In Their Insecurities
People submerged in their own insecurities,
Have a constant need to speak of one's race.
Constantly!
And...
The color of one's skin.
And who is responsible for today's racism.
With deceitful confessions,
That these are not part of their 'sins'.
They are!
And that's why they wish to keep it identified.
They are,
Themselves...
On the dark side.
And doing it absent of color.
Or the lack of it shown!
They are...
People submerged in their own insecurities.
And people like these,
Make their presence known!
Even if their actions annoy themselves...
In a collective ignorance that is overblown!
They are...
People who dislike,
People like me.
And others who strip disguises away,
From people submerged...
In a willingness to inflict their own insecurities,
With misdeeds and a hate for self reflection.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gods Great Banana Skin
Go down my road running just as fast as I can
Nobody knows which is the better way
But when that man in the sky points his finger at you
Dont you ever think no-ones better than you
Gods great banana skin
Dont you laugh at nobody
Youll let the bad luck in
Gods great banana skin
Its the way that it gets you
With every day good luck comes in the strangest of ways
Just keep your head down dont listen what your ego will say
cos when that man in the sky points his finger at you
Dont you ever think no-ones better than you
Gods great banana skin
Dont you laugh at nobody
Youll let the bad luck in
Gods great banana skin
Its the way that it gets you
Gods great banana skin
Gods great banana skin
When that man in the sky points his finger at you
Dont you ever think no-ones better than you
Dont you ever think no-ones better than you
Gods great banana skin
Gonna get you
Gods great banana skin
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Silence Is Golden
If I am silent
I am not real
If I speak up then
No one will hear
If I wear a mask there's
Somewhere to hide
Silence is golden
I have been broken
Safe in my own skin
So nobody wins
If I raise my voice
Will someone get hurt?
If I can feel it
But I can't get touched
If no truce was spoken
Then don't ask me why
Silence is golden
I have been broken
Safe in my own skin
So nobody wins
Won't someone listen
I have been broken
Safe in my own skin
So nobody wins
Did you hear me speak
Do you understand
Did you hear my voice
Did you take my hand
Did you understand me
Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
But nothing is simple
Won't someone listen?
Something was stolen
Silence is golden
So nobody listen
Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
But nothing is simple
Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
But nothing is simple
Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
The silence is golden
I'm safe in my own skin
Won't someone listen?
I have been broken
My body's a temple
But nothing is simple
song performed by by Garbage
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You're The Stranger
Don't hang that sign on me
You're the stranger
Don't try to talk to me
You're the stranger
On the seas
They came from far away
From the skies
Their silver birds of prey
In one day
Ten thousand years could change
We are fools
To live your pilgrim ways
Don't hang that sign on me
You're the stranger
Don't try to talk to me
You're the stranger
And we drive
Five hundred miles this time
To the edge
Of crystal-cut blue sky
Silence breathes
South of the border line
Silent trees
Look back and wonder why
Did father and his holy son
Spread the word and point the gun?
And where the eagle used to fly
They carve their concrete in the sky
Tearing at our mother's skin
Taking all her blood within
Remember how it used to be?
Did father and his holy son
Spread the word and point the gun
And where the eagle used to fly
They carve their concrete in the sky
Tearing at our mother's skin
Taking all her blood within
Remember how it used to be?
Stand up again and say:
Don't hang that sign on me
You're the stranger
Don't try to talk to me
You're the stranger
Don't hang that sign on me
You're the stranger
Don't try to talk to me
You're the stranger
Music & lyrics by: geoff downes & john payne
song performed by by Asia
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There Is No Sense To Cleansing Or Removing
on that morning
when there is no water
when the face
needs washing
and you did not
wash it
when you feel
like not doing
anything about your
skin
you actually fell like
you have
many layers of skin
on many faces
that you become so
afraid to see the mirror
and find out
what is really wrong
or if there is
at least one aspect
where something
right can exist
even for
a moment
you let time
pass away
you do not hold
a part of its
skirt
you are not in the mood
for a skirmish
with the seconds
or any single
minute
you let everything go
you have no hold of
anything anyway
and you keep yourself
still
as steel
unmoved by that feeling
of unbecoming
that situation where
you feel the
mud drying all over
your body
you dream of water
and rain
something to drench
the wall inside you
you are helpless
there is no sense to
a cleansing
or a removing
you continue with
your task
the one that does not
pay
like a crime
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Explorations: XXXI
Skin morphs into
A vulnerable leaf
In the face of passion
And paralyzing fever
Skin feels a textured
Piece of unique art
Tempting one to touch
When just bathed
There's no difference
Between the landscape
And the skin when
Both are fresh
Skin,
Potent communicator
Of the subtle body language
Ah, the skin!
The treasure
Skin hides like
The deep ocean blue
What's skin deep?
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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See Me In The Mirror
See me in the mirror if you want to
See me in the mirror if you really want to
Maybe not too clear, but the face you'll see is mine
Do you feel my eyes burning through you
Do you feel the burn when my eyes see through you
Do you see my eyes when they burn into your mind
I can feel the teardrops hit the ground where I'm layed
I can feel you breathing while I sleep through the day
See you in a vision in the dark with no light?
Your soul may go to heaven, but your heart's mine tonight
Do you feel my skin when you touch me
Do you feel my skin when you reach and touch me
Cold and blue and thin but it's still somehow alive
And you can feel my blood running through you
You can feel the rush of my blood run through you
You can feel the gush when my blood runs up your spine
And I can feel the teardrops hit the ground where I'm layed
I can feel you breathing while I sleep through the day
See you in a vision in the dark with no light?
Your soul may go to heaven, but your heart's mine tonight
See me in your mirror if you want to
See me in the mirror if you really want to
Maybe not too clear, but the face you'll see is mine
See me in the mirror, mirror, mirror
See me in the mirror, mirror
See me in the mirror, mirror
See me in the mirror, mirror
See me in the mirror, mirror, mirror
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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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
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pain To Fake A Smile
I told you i didnt care
and tried to fake a smile
like when you faked loving me
but this time i tried my hardest
not to let you see my pain
it was written in my eyes
as i glared at you
trying to hold my tears back
but when i left the next morning
i could feel cold wet tears running down my cheeks
and falling like rain
i thought about you
wundering if you ever cared
i realized you dodnt when you disapeared
i felt my heart drop
it shattared and hurt so bad
i hured your voice in my head
as if you were beside me
your words surounded me and haunted me like a ghoste
i saw you in my head and all around me
i closed my eyes and there you were
is there no escaping you?
your hold on me is like barb wire chain
when i move and try to escape
they cut my skin open softly but deeply
i dont know how you can just watch me bleed
my pain is not self inflickted
but it hurts just the same
why did you use me and break my heart?
thank you now my heart fell apart
poem by Sandy Vanity
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New Warm Skin (demo)
One fatal gift
Arrived here today
Heavenly sent
From the beauticians that pray
Here comes that face
And it's a textural treat
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
New
Warm
Skin
New
Warm
Expensive to touch
It's a novocaine skin
Beauty; this beast
Is transparent and thin
This sun can be cruel
I don't want to melt
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
New Warm Skin
New Warm Skin
New Warm Skin
New Warm
One fatal gift
Arrived here today
Contorted dreams
Of the beauticians that pray
Crawling out of this heat
And drifting this way
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
New Warm Skin
New Warm Skin
New Warm Skin
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
song performed by by Simple Minds
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The Boots...
the boots of modern America,
are made of black skin, Native American skin,
poor white trash skin, migrant worker skin,
unemployed skin, homeless skin,
prisoner poverty street skin....
who will they walk on next?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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New Warm Skin
One fatal gift
Arrived here today
Heavenly sent
From the beauticians that pray
Here comes that face
And its a textural treat
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
New
Warm
Skin
New
Warm
Expensive to touch
Its a novocaine skin
Beauty; this beast
Is transparent and thin
This sun can be cruel
I dont want to melt
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
New warm skin
New warm skin
New warm skin
New warm
One fatal gift
Arrived here today
Contorted dreams
Of the beauticians that pray
Crawling out of this heat
And drifting this way
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
New warm skin
New warm skin
New warm skin
Is this a war?
Is this a god?
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Salt Tears Arch Into Rainbow Bridges
tears reflection
is cast in shell mist
of skin mirror mind
which must transcend
impaling of torturous now
into possibilities
of new birth beginnings
new love new life
birth is new happiness
when we tear through dead skin
of past life
we must outgrow
burst transcend newborn
body become shimmering souls
which must embrace gift illumination
of each days new light
vision mind paradise walks
salt tears arch into rainbow bridges
thoughts energy mind blooms phoenix glorious
passion walk among creation heal suffering souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Know
So be it, Im your crowbar
If thats what I am so far
Until you get out of this mess
And I will pretend
That I dont know of your sins
Until you are ready to confess
But all the time, all the time
Ill know, Ill know
And you can use my skin
To bury secrets in
And I will settle you down
And at my own suggestion,
I will ask no questions
While I do my thing in the background
But all the time, all the time
Ill know, Ill know
Baby-i cant help you out, while shes still around
So for the time being, Im being patient
And amidst this bitterness
If youll just consider this-even if it dont make sense
All the time-give it time
And when the crowd becomes your burden
And youve early closed your curtains,
Ill wait by the backstage door
While you try to find the lines to speak your mind
And pry it open, hoping for an encore
And if it gets too late, for me to wait
For you to find you love me, and tell me so
Its ok, dont need to say it.
song performed by by Fiona Apple
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The hot hot sun
The hot hot sun
bakes
my skin skin skin
irksome infants
make
a din din din
could get under
my skin skin skin.
No
take a breath
a deep belly breath
let your diaphragm do the work
vorsprung durch inhallation
the oxygen bubbles into my blood
the heat touches my
bones
my mind absorbs those mutual benefits
slows, calms, immersed a gentle euphoria
and the warmth of the breeze embraces
I feel the joy joy joy
of the sun sun sun
on my skin skin skin
on this hot hot day!
poem by Robin Pratt
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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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The Banshee's Wail
Today, I listened to the banshee's wail
Some believe that to be an old wives' tale
Today, I heard the ringing of the death knell
Dry your tears and say your fond farewell
Today, I grew weak and expired
Another soul, the Grim Reaper acquired
Today, I drew my last breath and died
Burying your face in your hands, you cried
Today, I quietly passed away
Leaving something I failed to say
Today, I met my untimely demise
We didn't get to say our final goodbyes
Today, I silently gave up the ghost
No longer tied to life's whipping post
Today, I came to my life's end
It's a tough thing to comprehend
Today, I went to the hereafter
Think of me only with laughter
Today, I died due to the fall of man
The good Lord has a master plan
Today, I was committed to my simple grave
Rejoice, oh rejoice! Only Jesus can save
poem by Charles Hancock
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Ink, Allover My Skin
I sit here with ink allover my skin
dropped here by my dancing tears
tears that won't leave my skin
till the song has faded away
it seam each tear writes it own song
and in each song it sings
a feeling a melody of wanting pain
the pain I sing, each time i cry, in melody for you
lyrically leads to invisible ink stains
allover my tear soaked skin
what if you could see my love
in each and every tear drop
writing its only love song
would you cover me up and hide me away
be ashamed, or take me as something broken
but someone who you could love a new
Dancing Teardrops
singing allover my skin
poem by Verlecia fields
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