The Song Of The Rain
i was born pure at the heights of the skies
soiled as i planted passionate kisses on earth
painful though, but to become the life sustaining force
causing the green carpet of life dance in glee everywhere.
yes..it is blessed to be soiled for the sake of others' joy.
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Mutatis Mutandis
Soiled, Soiled, Soiled
Soiled, Soiled, Soiled
Soiled, Soiled...
...Of ordinary...Chemistry
There is a suggestion there, that uh, manipulation of no
Humal, compounds, brain-neuro transmitters
And that sort of thing
May in fact, open the door, to uh, untapped areas of
Human contortion
Lead us to our team...
song performed by by Mudvayne
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Soiled hand to soiled hand
Changes life in this world
ah, commerce rules!
quote by by Indira Babbellapati
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Nothing To Gein
Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away,
With my love,
Thats all shes ever needed, from me
Its my time, to mother,
One of my own in my life,
I am so alone, left with no one
In my life, Im so alone
Life submissiveness,
Hypnotizing the ignorant a little boys best friends always his mother,
At least thats what she said,
Life of a simple man,
Taught that everyone else is dirty,
And their love is meaningless,
Im just a soiled dirty boy,
Im just a soiled dirty boy,
Sheltered life innocence,
Insulated memories, spark reflections of my head,
Duality in my consciousness,
Caught in the war of hemispheres,
Between the love lost in my head,
Mommy do you still live inside of me,
Im so lost in my life without any guiding,
Protected me my whole life from everything,
Nailed shut the doors to the shrine,
To screen your dead eyes from me and my sickness,
Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading,
Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face,
Deliver the remains from her womb of earth,
Prep the rack and tie up for new loves rebirth,
Covert understanding of novice surgery,
Ill focus concentration and only take just what I need
For sickness Im masticating,
Dancing and masturbating,
Celebrate in fields of night with skin upon my face
If I soak my hands in others blood am I sick,
If I wash my hands in others blood am I sick,
If I drench myself in others blood am I sick,
If I bathe myself in others blood
Blame mother for the sickness,
Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading,
Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face,
Dance and masturbate in night light by myself..
Nothing is left for me to gain theyre coming to take me far away,
Chorus
Life of a simple man taught that everyone else is dirty and love is meaningless
Im so soiled
Soiled
song performed by by Mudvayne
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I Begged God for My Life
I cursed the birds
Their droppings soiled my clothes
I cursed the animals
Their droppings soiled my feet
While walking on the beach
I cursed the insects
For eating flowers in my garden
I took a gun
Killed the birds and the animals
Sprayed deadly poison
On the the insects
I was feeling happy
As if I had conquered the world
I heard god’s voice
What should I do with you my son?
You soiled my world
By killing my
Birds, insects and animals
For your greed and lust
I begged god for my life
Promised him to
Treat man, animals alike
Preserve his world
With all my might
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Song For America
Virgin land of forest green
Dark and stormy plain
Here all life abounds
Sunlit valley, mountain fields
Unseen in the rain
Here all life abounds
No man rules this land
No human hand has soiled this paradise
Waiting patiently
So much to see
So rich in Earth's delights
Painted desert, sequined sky
Stars that fill the night
Here all life abounds
Rivers flowing to the sea
Sunshine pure and bright
Here all life abounds
No man rules this land
No human hand has soiled this paradise
Waiting patiently
So much to see
So rich in Earth's delights
So the maiden lies in waiting
Pull the sailor into shore
Land of beauty and abundance
Innocent, you opened wide your door
Wanderers found the waiting treasure
Full of gifts beyond their measure
Milk and Honey for our pleasure
Across the sea there came a multitude
Sailing ships upon the wave
Filled with visions of Utopia
And the freedom that they crave
Ravage, plunder, see no wonder
Rape and kill and tear asunder
Chop the forest, plow it under
Highways scar the mountainside
Buildings to the sky
People all around
Unsustaining in these roads
See an eternity
People all around
So we rule this land
And here we stand
Upon our paradise
Dreaming of a place
Our weary race
Is ready to arise
song performed by by Kansas
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Soiled Thoughts
I am plagued with soiled thoughts
saying that I made a mistake
so many years ago.
It says I should be crucified
for the wrong that I did.
It says I have been too complacent
with my marriage of convenience
to get away from domineering parents.
They say there was no love in it
and the soiled thoughts may be right,
but they are wrong when they say
I should be crucified
because I do that to myself daily.
There is no escaping my mistakes
no matter how much I try.
The only thing I can do
is to ensure the innocent do not cry
regardless of my tormented soul.
4 December 2008
After word:
This poem was created after overhearing a conversation and is not based on my own life.
poem by David Harris
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A Breathe of Fresh Air
I'm a deep thinker
And I'm just trying to live my life
Who am I?
The answer is, I'm not quite sure
I have that feeling
The feeling in your stomache
The feeling behind your ribs
That feeling that just can't let you be
The pain
Well can I even call it that
It's not quite pain
It's absence of pain
It's just the feeling
The feeling that's always present
I just want it to go away
Please just go away
I want to breathe freely
I want a breath of fresh air that isn't soiled
Soiled by the feeling
The feeling of pain
Or is it the absence of pain
poem by Aerin Andre
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Chicken And Vegetables
it was time to sit down to pleasure eat
the vegetables looked so juicy so good
cut beautifully presented all appealed
to the eye this part of meal all must eat
but oil juice soiled had a taste could not eat
two pieces of chicken drumsticks next appealed
fresh looked crisp brown cooked to perfection
upon first every bite oh how supreme tasty sweet
what was the hand that soiled the vegetable oil?
what was the hand that blessed the tender meat?
when clapping these hands never never meet
taste offering as heart’s condition bitter or sweet
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dress of Snow
“Dress of snow”
In a snow covered coffin
Her remains were laid to rest
Her god created a snow blanket
For one of his best
She lived a life so pure
Always thinking of others
Now a carpet of snow lay
For the mother of mothers
Not walking on a carpet of red
Her carpet was just right for her
A carpet of pure driven snow
Just as pure as her
MICMAC
poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory
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How Blessed Am I
How blessed am I for being born
Of parents good and God-fearing!
How blessed am I for siblings nine
Who made my childhood truly great!
How blessed am I for being made
Handsome and healthy, fair and hale!
How blessed am I for gaining ken
And virtues, wisdom, fortitude!
How blessed am I for being reared
So well by parents dutiful!
How blessed am I for achievements
Quite praiseworthy in life on earth!
How blessed am I for having fared
So well in life in every field!
How blessed am I for talents, gifts
That most men cannot dream to have!
How blessed am I for miracles
That gave my life a newer lease!
How blessed am I for finding time
To thank and praise the Almighty!
How blessed am I for grace of God
That goads me on in heaven’s road!
How blessed am I for everything
God gave me amply in His time!
How blessed am I for love of God
That chose me to be Christian!
How blessed am I for hope and faith
That help me follow Jesus’ steps!
How blessed am I for poesy
That made my life stress-free, worthwhile!
How blessed am I for God’s with me
And I’m with Him in earthly life!
poem by John Celes
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The city and the sea
I
To none the city bends a servile knee;
Purse-proud and scornful, on her heights she stands,
And at her feet the great white moaning sea
Shoulders incessantly the grey-gold sands,--
One the Almighty's child since time began,
And one the might of Mammon, born of clods;
For all the city is the work of man,
But all the sea is God's.
II
And she--between the ocean and the town--
Lies cursed of one and by the other blest:
Her staring eyes, her long drenched hair, her gown,
Sea-laved and soiled and dank above her breast.
She, image of her God since life began,
She, but the child of Mammon, born of clods,
Her broken body spoiled and spurned of man,
But her sweet soul is God's.
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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Life Saving Symbiotic Philosophy
symbiotic philosophy to save not only society
but the planet at large
earth-born natives mustn't
imagine ourselves high-tech alien invaders
despite ingrained stellar ambitions
stimulating sci-fi imaginations
identify ourselves not
as an earth exploiting space age race
destined for lunar/martian colonization
reach for the stars?
- no -
kneel and plant kisses on
earth's mineral-nutrient-rich
life-sustaining soil
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Into The Circle Of Life, Let Us All Dance...
come, come into the circle of life
let us dance, into the circle of life
let us dance, like the circling of the earth
come, come, have no fear, let us dance to the dance of life
do not fear to die,
i was once a slug
and a child caught me
and played with me
and crushed me
i died and then i became a bird
and i fly the skies and then a child caught me with his sling
and put me in a cage
and then i died
and then i became a man
and i walk the earth and journeyed to its corners
and got caught in the war and i was shot in the head
and then i live again
much greater than the past
higher than what i was....
so come, come into the circle of life
let us all dance, dance, into the circle of this life
not lesser than the past
come, come, have no fear, my love, let us dance gently into the dance of life
have no fear, rise above what you were once.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Shadows Unknown Weep Wisdom’s Waters
it is easy to walk soft silent steps unseen
like a ghost within wield world
among a crowd pushing for attention
still shadows remain unseen
many puff themselves up with pride
trouble little puffer fish hide
by inflating themselves with illusions
delusions of self importance
rising on spout hot air with balloon egos
claiming what is not their place
their right work done by back bone souls
eventually deceitful heads do roll
pretenders fast fall from false claimed heights
hands soiled not from toil
in contrast well hidden wise are souls radiant
safe within common fold
behold cool purity of clear flowing crystal waters
water seeks its own level
water seeks not to elevate itself upon great heights
beware frozen peril cruel
water attains seasoned its own multiple forms
humanities prize pools of wisdom
water is life river sustaining thirst heart beats
drinking centuries velum stratum
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Soiled Dove
Silent beauty,
cast into darkness,
bitter sweet silence,
pitched upon the beauties back,
blue eyes turn to black,
the soiled dove emerges,
cry for her,
she will never be the same,
broken,
fallen,
uncompromising,
sob for her,
for she cannot,
her pain made to raindrops,
falling upon her back,
abandoned sun weep for her,
you will never see her again,
forsaken,
used,
unable to resist the snake,
remarkable ignorance,
fallen before original sin,
tattered little soiled dove,
CRY FOR HER.
poem by Jason Karlan
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Snow on snow
Snow on snow
Flakes gently falling
Like leaves from a tree
Asking permission
Before they land
On the snowflakes underneath
Each one different
Like leaves on a tree
A white carpet
Pure white till soiled
By children’s shoes
They love its touch
Ooo snowball fights
Snow doesn’t hurt
Snow is soft and forgiving
People hurt
They are selfish and cruel
So let it snow
Snow on snow on
poem by James Hart
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A March Snow
Let the old snow be covered with the new:
The trampled snow, so soiled, and stained, and sodden.
Let it be hidden wholly from our view
By pure white flakes, all trackless and untrodden.
When Winter dies, low at the sweet Spring's feet
Let him be mantled in a clean, white sheet.
Let the old life be covered by the new:
The old past life so full of sad mistakes,
Let it be wholly hidden from the view
By deeds as white and silent as snow-flakes.
Ere this earth life melts in the eternal Spring
Let the white mantle of repentance fling
Soft drapery about it, fold on fold,
Even as the new snow covers up the old.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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nature-Day Ending -Izeli
Jacaranda in full bloom,
points it's branches to the setting sun.
Gentle breeze rains blossoms from on high
to carpet the earth with their purple dye.
Heavy flapping of the cawing gulls
swallows in pairs dance in a race
Bright green light green shadows lengthening
White disk with a shimmering face.
Dark green treetops turning yellow green
Olive lit hillside now to be seen
Tiny butterflies fluttering bye
Dust like dots of the tiny fly
Here I sit and drink in the life
of nature and creatures
as the day is ending
I marvel and wonder at the life I see,
in a perfect rhythm of eternal blending.
poem by Mary Mc Creath
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On his deathbed Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose pity and whose peace and whose refuse are for all -- the soiled and the pure, the rich and the poor, the loved and the unloved.
quote by Mark Twain
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The Life of a Flower
As the snow melts with upmost intensity
Out of the white field under the blues sky a green spot rises
The rise of a legacy of a summer, a legacy of blooms
The sun rises and white is no more
White once now is green, green signs of life
Life that will live for a summer time, summer that never ends
From green to yellow, yellow that perfects the view
View out of sight, so far away you can see the Earth curves
From yellow that blinds the eyes to cloudy skies
Now is time again, say good bye till summer comes back
From brown, the name of a legacy that lasted a life time
Brown surrenders to white, so smooth takes it by force
And Earth sleeps again under the white blanket
Forever and ever life lives and dies
Perfection is all.