Void
As if my inner sound was demanding
take me for
meiosis;
I want to break into many daughter things.
Half my genes
half my color
partly male
partly female
disowning the boundaries,
my lasting pain of grief and anguish
becomes an androgynous god.
I hear the voices in brain
I see the nebulous thoughts dancing
I touch the fallen tears
from faceless eyes.
All my thoughts are leading to void
coming from nowhere
going to nowhere,
I am water and I am sand!
poem by Satish Verma
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The point is that these decisions they've made are partly for your convenience and partly for theirs and partly out of stereotypes that they carry with them from the conventions of the computer field.
quote by Ted Nelson
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Water On Glass
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Cascading down
Theres a sound vaporising into vision
Its a sound in my head
That I feel and it shuts me in a prison
Say it wont last
Say it will pass
Always the sound in my brain
Can you hear it
Water on glass running down again
Water on glass that sound
Water on glass running round again
Help me, the sound of running waters
Coming down
Dancing away
Like the lights on a moving coloured river
Sounds in my head seem to run
And again I feel a shiver
Say it wont last
Pray it will pass
Always that sound in my brain
Can you hear it (can you hear it)
Water on glass running down again
Water on glass that sound
Water on glass running round again
Help me, the sound of running waters
Coming down
Water on glass running down again
Water on glass that sound
Water on glass running round again
Help me, the sound of running waters
Coming down
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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A Feeling Of Half-ness
i had long known that i cannot be full
i am always a glass half full.
This feeling of not having gone at length
to the place where i want to put all my legs and my hands
and let them do something that is so complete.
My cheeks are blushing.
My ears do not fully hear what I am saying to my heart.
My heart beats but always in half notes
In Whispers so that You may not hear everything
That I want to say. Always concealing.
Hiding the true color of this state: halfway
Half asleep. Half awake.
At the middle of things, I shall always be.
I am neither the beginning
Nor the End. I want to speak, but there are no words coming.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Midway to Nowhere
`
'I was born half alive, the other half partly insane.'
she dribbles inaudibly, grinning coquettishly;
and between there is no apology.
Even the deaf can fathom underhanded effrontery.
She however, will not brandish fangs without syrup.
`
poem by Frederick Kesner
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D.sex
male dog
sleep
on...
rich home...
female dog
walking on
street...
with sound...
male dog
open
with the eyes
with out sleep...
female dog sound...
male dog also sound
the sond is nasty
but...
the both wanted sexy....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Wear my Skin
You want to know how it feels
Being hollowed out
Apple cored, centre lost?
You want to know how it feels
Leaking salt water
Filling oceans with tears?
You want to know how it feels
To hear your heart break
And catch the pieces in your hand?
You want to know how it feels
To have your soul rent;
Half in a grave, half out?
You want to know how it feels
To lose your gentle lover;
Your own sweet man?
You want to know how it feels
When your grief is not valid
In the eyes of the world?
You want to know how it feels?
You have to wear my skin;
But I doubt it would fit.
P H Brookes © 1997
poem by Paul Brookes
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Soft rain...
A soft rain is falling down across my brain
And the time of thoughts it’s lightning
A piece of heaven runs out, and still I know
The tired clouds rain on tears...
I do not know whether it is spring or autumn
A meaningless season has entered in the midst
Somewhere grizzled hair nor all fallen down..
Somewhere wet grass refreshed with daw...
Time, an invented notion, ephemeral
Moves in and out without asking my brain
tousle, sit, stand up in her eyes
make as if I feel, I love, nor shout...
On this crossing time over the plane
I measure it with light, water, leaves...
And my thoughts dissolve days and months
As throughout my brain the rain falls in silent...
poem by Vasil Marku
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Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.
quote by Tennessee Williams
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The marksman hitteth the mark partly by pulling, partly by letting go.
Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends whom we choose.
Putting is like wisdom - partly a natural gift and partly the accumulation of experience.
quote by Arnold Palmer
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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 5. Sometimes I Hold it half a Sin
I sometimes hold it half a sin
To put in words the grief I feel;
For words, like Nature, half reveal
And half conceal the Soul within.
But, for the unquiet heart and brain,
A use in measured language lies;
The sad mechanic exercise,
Like dull narcotics, numbing pain.
In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold;
But that large grief which these enfold
Is given in outline and no more.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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I was partly old-fashioned and partly modern.
quote by Eric Allin Cornell
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In Germany I have been acknowledged again since the fall of Hitler, but my works, partly suppressed by the Nazis and partly destroyed by the war; have not yet been republished there.
quote by Herman Hesse
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Facing The Sun, Late Afternoon
driving back home
at the white bridge
the light of the sun
that later afternoon
blinds me, like
what i feel today
i close my eyes
see shadows
let them all inside
my heart,
i open my eyes
half asleep
letting all the shadows
simmer like
i am a dry earth
receiving a little rain,
thoughts run like water
boredom is the dryness
the ennui
fleeting memories
haunt like thoughts
coming back at me
with swords and scales.
'what am i doing here? '
i stop the car, get out from there
and stand on the side of the
white bridge.
'i am doing nothing'.
the water below is silent.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Loot of Kissess
In bed
At sex...
Time...
Male change
Female...
Female change
Male...
At the bed...
Male is
Female...
Female is male...
It only not
Feeelling...
Bodys sexual
Enjoy of
Eneargy....
Making male
This think...?
Don't woory male...
Too love to female
Give eneargy kissess
For loot....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Man could not stay there forever. He was bound to spread to new regions, partly because of his innate migratory tendency and partly because of Nature's stern urgency.
quote by Ellsworth Huntington
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The notes I have made are not a diary in the ordinary sense, but partly lengthy records of my spiritual experiences, and partly poems in prose.
quote by Edvard Munch
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Marry for Love, an Heroick Action, which makes a mighty noise in the World, partly because of its rarity, and partly in regard of its extravagancy.
quote by Mary Astell
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This is due partly to the fact that Americans are much better fed than Europeans, and partly to the undeveloped resources of a new country, but more largely to our climate, which acts as a constant stimulus.
quote by Josiah Strong
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