The Stink
Eyes will speak, not the road.
I am going very far.
Ability to suffer was me.
Landmarks had spinned,
the art abducted.
Was it unlucky for defying life?
Who wore the guilt,
for choosing pomegranates,
for the blasts?
Now I am struck on midway,
annihilating the adequacy,
the thrust for good and bad.
I survive the stink.
Blood spilling on quivering lips,
that God was nowhere in sight.
poem by Satish Verma
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Our Survival
We shall survive distance.
We shall survive space.
But can we survive the loneliness
that we have to face?
We shall survive winter.
We shall survive spring.
But can we survive the guilt
of the wedding ring?
We shall survive long nights.
We shall survive days.
But can we survive the longings
that always and forever stays?
We shall survive suspicion.
We shall survive fear.
But can we survive living
without each other, dear?
We shall survive all of this
if we put our love first.
We shall survive hunger.
We shall survive thirst
only if this love is true.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Unlucky In Love
Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell
The rain is falling through the window
Down the walls on the floor
Im sitting in a station and Im wondering
Ooh can it rain any more
When youre so far down
Theres no getting up again
Oh Im so alone
And Im to blame
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in love
Guess it always ends up that way
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in my life
Guess itll always be the same
Im the only one to blame
Why oh why am I unlucky in love
The train is standing on the platform
But my feet are stuck to the floor
Maybe in another town Ill get lucky
Yeah if I could reach that carriage door
But when youre so far down
Aint no getting up again
Oh Im so alone
And Im to blame
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in love
Everything I touch turns to dust
Unlucky in love
Unlucky in love
Never needed anything quite as much
A womans voice and a womans touch
Why oh why am I unlucky in love
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Bad Blood
Somehow... someway... somewhere
Bad blood - when you speak you know Ill listen
Bad blood - all your kisses now Ill miss them
Bad blood - a bulletin on in car system
Bad blood is back
There are those who complain
There are those who cope
There are those who lose all belief
There are those who still hope
There are those who can solve our problems
There are those who live life like a tv...
Life like a tv soap
Gonna bring bad blood
Bad blood - when you speak you know Ill listen
Bad blood - all your kisses now Ill miss them
Bad blood - a bulletin on in car system
Bad blood is back
There are those you should meet
There are those to avoid
There are those who act brave in defeat
There are those who feel destroyed
There are those who just mute the heartache
There are those for whom life aint over...
Life aint overjoyed
Gonna bring bad blood
Bad blood - when you speak you know Ill listen
Bad blood - all your kisses now Ill miss them
Bad blood - a bulletin on in car system
Bad blood is back
And bad blood breeds bad
Whats good?
Whats good?
Whats good about goodbye?
Heartache...heartache...heartache...
Bad blood - when you speak you know Ill listen
Bad blood - all your kisses now Ill miss them
Bad blood - a bulletin on in car system
Bad blood is back
And bad blood breeds bad
Bad blood... bad blood...
song performed by by Abc
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At cross road
Never but at cross road,
Are we at cross road?
Is there any load?
Why not we meet?
Even at cross road.
Are we blood thirsty?
And care for no one,
who may come but none?
Doesn’t concern everyone?
Even at cross road.
Can we not share?
Misery and poverty,
happiness and unhappiness,
hunger and roofless human,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut?
Burn the green forest,
and big trees,
do we want disaster?
Even at cross road.
Rain is scarce,
food also less,
nature is finished,
no bloom for ever,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut throat?
Merely for greed,
does the religion preach?
Priests or heads just teach
Even at cross road.
I may not survive,
peace may not revive,
nobody will also survive,
we will soon be extinct,
even at cross road.
Time is running out,
Still human race is not out,
We may still be in,
Kindness may be over,
Even at cross road,
Life is worth to live in,
forget not but just be in,
embrace but not embarrass them,
help but not reject them
Even at cross road.
We May still not adopt,
remain at large but not still opt,
is the nature so cruel?
Kill and get also killed?
Even at cross road
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Survival Shake
This is no story its the key of existence
A little thing you better not forget
I dont know nothing bout its a water-resistance
Why dont you use your head
And survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
So tell me darling what you wanna be
A welcome idiot in an appletree
I shake you up and I shake you down
Down to the ground
To survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
So better be careful boy
Survive, survive, survive...
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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In Evil Long I Took Delight
In evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopped my wild career.
I saw One hanging on a tree,
In agony and blood,
Who fixed His languid eyes on me,
As near His cross I stood.
Sure, never to my latest breath,
Can I forget that look;
It seemed to charge me with His death,
Though not a word He spoke.
My conscience felt and owned the guilt,
And plunged me in despair,
I saw my sins His blood had spilt,
And helped to nail Him there.
A second look He gave, which said,
“I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die that thou mayst live.”
Thus, while His death my sin displays
In all its blackest hue,
Such is the mystery of grace,
It seals my pardon too.
With pleasing grief and mournful joy,
My spirit now is fill'd,
That I should such a life destroy,
Yet live by Him I kill'd.
poem by John Newton
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Sometimes when you make a film you can go away for three months and then come back and live your life. But this struck a much deeper chord. I don't have the ability yet to speak about it in an objective.
quote by Keanu Reeves
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Never Be The Same
Dont stand around
Like friends at a funeral
Eyes to the ground
It couldve been you
Why do you weep
For the passing of ages
You slip with the back of your hand
Youre taking it out on the one you love
I couldnt believe it
But we might still survive
And rise up through the maze
If you could change your life
And never be the same
How long must I wait
For you to release me
I pay for each mistake
While you suffer in silence
I could still have an easy life
But the lie aint worth the living
Once more will I hear you say
We might still survive
And rise up through the maze
If you could change your life
And never be the same
Dont stand around
Like friends at a funeral
Eyes to the ground
Dont suffer in silence
cause we might still survive
And rise up through the maze
If you could change your life
And never be the same
Everytime I hear you
Never be the same
And everytime I mess up
Never be the same
song performed by by Crowded House
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Only The Strong Survive (Take 22)
I remember my first love affair
Somehow or another the whole darn thing went wrong
My mamma had some great advice
So I thought I'd put it into words of this song
I can still hear her sayin' it
Boy, Oh, I see you're sittin' out there all alone
Cryin' your eyes out 'cos the woman that you love has gone
Oh, there's gonna be, there's gonna be a whole lot of trouble in your life
Oh, so listen to me get up off your knees 'cos only the strong survive
That's what she said, only the strong survive
Only the strong survive,
Oh you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
Don't go all around with your head hung down
Well I wouldn't let that little girl
No, I wouldn't let her know that she made me feel like a clown
There's a whole lot a girls lookin' for a good man like you
Oh but you'll never meet 'em if you give up now and say that your life is through
Yes she said: Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
You've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Oh, you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
'Cos only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Well, you've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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These serial bomb blasts
There is something
drastically wrong
somewhere,
something wrong
with the air
we breathe in,
something wrong
with the soil
we walk on,
something wrong
with the education
we receive,
jobs we do
culture we live in
something wrong.
Because I cannot
believe that
serial bomb-blasts
In jubilant Jaipur
beautiful Bangalore
and amiable Ahemadabad
...were deeds of humans.
Tell me I'll believe
Planet earth
has been invaded
by Satanic forces
...descending from nowhere,
.
who rejoice at the
sight of blood
devastation death
of innocent fools
...their crime
..they are simple citizens,
blown into splinters
for being just there
.. that day on the street,
.....when the blasts ocurred..
Tell me which
is that heart
which will not bleed
at the sight of a child
suffering
squealing in Burns ward
that night after the blasts.
But beware
terror-traders
you are pushing the Planet
.....towards a holocaust,
where neither you
nor we stupid fools
will remain to clap or cheer!
****
poem by Chhavi Anupam
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Eyes: those tragic eyes,
It was her eyes, those tragic eyes
The saddest eyes I ever saw.
That made me start to realise.
The price that children pay for war.
Those eyes had seen brutalities
no innocent should ever see
She haunted still by memories
from which I fear she can’t break free.
I look into her eyes and see
that she expects nothing from me.
She has no hope that there might be
an ending to her misery.
Although I know I’m not to blame
I still feel guilty all the same.
Though we protest our innocence
in our attempts to rationalise.
What can we say in self defence.
That is not based on blatant lies.
It makes me frankly furious
that innocents should suffer so
The guilt belongs to all of us.
We can’t pretend we did not know
That we should learn from history
instead of choosing to ignore
Because we do not want to see.
There are no winners in a war.
I can’t forget those empty eyes
They’ll haunt me ‘til the day I die.
Monday,08 November 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Strange entity
Why our love became strange entity?
Was it lacking honesty and of poor quality?
I have no answer but certainly it did good damage
It went out of control and shamed the age
We used to swear by god's name
That we shall remain together and one
No one would dare to separate us
That much confidence I had with trust
Some sort of tsunami struck our love land
We turned foes from known friend
He took vow not to see me again
It caused me heavy and unbearable pain
I was with you from childhood
The love groomed from neighborhood
I wished to be your partner forever
Now we are no where to it or near
Our ship struck midway in sea
That any body could observe or see
It is drifting and washed away to bank
Now whom to blame for it or thank?
We are same again and live separate
Except memory we have nothing to relate
God only know how much I sacrificed
Each word I fulfilled as promised
Can we not become same again?
Why to share grief and pain?
Love is certainly the thing to miss
It gives itching and tease
From now onward life will surely be a hell
There won't be anything left to tell
We shall cry alone in one corner
To miss each other as partner
Believe in me and count for honesty
We were together with the blessings from almighty
We can do it once again if you let go little
Things may improve and help to settle
Only lucky people get the full support
We were not unlucky to miss the port
Our ship may launch its journey again
Let there be cyclone or heavy rain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Remebering The Never Again
bring me in
let me in
I'll promise to defend for everything that's been given
your driving me nuts
your spilling my blood and guts
hello my friend
the demon have come to me
they made whispers louder then thunder
they told me i better not make another blunder
or my fun would be over
bring me in
let me in
I'll promise to promise to defend for everything was given
your driving me nuts
your spilling my blood and guts
hello again
I'm going to try to mend somethings
over and over again
i kneel down
just to feel something so real
a kiss goodnight
and the rooms goes dark
i shut the door
never to venture back anymore
bring me in
let me in
I'll promise to defend everything that was given
your driving me nuts
your spilling my blood and guts
hello for the last time
i guess things have changed
and that's fine
i really don't mind
kind as you are
your still to far
your picture i have captured in a jar
forever embedded in my jagged memories
bring me in
let me in
ill promise to defend everything that was given
your driving me nuts
your spilling my blood guts
but its finally over
over oh over
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Why is there Oil?
Why is there oil I asked one night,
and a startling answer came into sight.
It’s Mother’s Earth’s blood, that is what oil is,
It’s Sacred and my blood to share.
Be wise in your pumping
Man is not to do wrong with this blood,
For it’s not to be shed so humans end up dead
for here is what she seriously said:
“You are pumping the blood right out of ME,
Which makes ME very Sad,
The spilling has greatly affected
My Land
and my Ocean,
Which has caused a commontion
.
There is a better way,
Let Your
CONSCIOUS take the LEAD…
…Please take heed.'
THE END
Copyright 2010 Christina Sunrise
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Midway Horse
O' midway horse, O' midway horse,
What good is this yearning?
You may dream of blue blue skies
But your fate is midway running.
Finally, after a lot of searching and digging, it was simply the love of family that gave me a road into the character. Once I got into that, and we delved into what it would be like to survive cancer and the ability to see how precious life is, it became easier to play her.
quote by Jeanne Tripplehorn
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Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Admonition 15
Whoever does no good in the time of ability will see distress in the time of inability.
No one is more unlucky than an oppressor of men
Because in the day of calamity no one is his friend.
Choose The Happiness
What the happiness is all about
Choices that comes across your life
Catch the right one and be aware
When your turn comes not to lose your way
Don't let it pass you by
Catch the happiness while it's around
This is what the happiness is all about
Choosing your path to the love
Dough it's ways are narrow and hard
This is what the love is all about
Choosing The way to happiness and faith
Or walking through the saddest path
Even in your darkest day
Smile and you'll find your way
To the light
This is what the life is all about
What the life is all about
Choosing the happiness or not
Regardless what your reason is
Just walk ahead and forget your fears
God is there at the end of the path
It depends how long you can survive
Sacrificing blindly for the love
This is what the love is all about
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Eyes are eyes
Daring and crying,
Roving and exploring
Sometimes twinkling
Eyes are eyes
They speak
What’s in the heart inside?
Store tears
Flow them freely
In happiness and misery
Eyes meet eyes
Heart beats increase
Love game begins
Two souls meet
Close when one sleeps
The world of dreams
Slowly creeps
Vanishes when open
Reality seen
Unlucky are the ones
Without eyes
Unable to see
The beauty around
Eyes are eyes
They see
Good and ugly alike
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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I suffer from Irish-Catholic guilt. Guilt is a good reality check. It keeps that 'do what makes you happy' thing in check.
quote by Edward Burns
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