Background Noise
I can't hear the beat of my heart over
The mindless background noise of the present.
The buzzing hums of endless exposure
Disconnect me from myself. I'm absent.
I'm an empty shell, thoughts superimposed.
My mind is deafened by dross and debris,
Glossy detriments just tossed and disposed
By some automated machinery.
The saturated sounds flood, drowning out
My soul. I sink in the ceaseless droning
Of modern life. I'm left unable to shout—
Lungs bursting—for a trace of meaning—
Something with purpose, something dynamic.
The response that I receive is static.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Endless Stream Of Tears
I cry awake at night and hug my pillow
And pray that I will die before I wake
No such luck
Another day of cryin
Dont know how much more my old heart can break
Flooded with these memories and emotions
The tears like rain keep on falling down
They say that Ill forget
But my face is just as wet
As it was the day you left this town
Chorus:
Drowning in this endless, endless
Drowning in an endless stream of tears
Its relentless and Im defenseless
Drowning in an endless stream of tears
I cant believe that I can talk about it
I never thought Id live to see this day
But a broken heart wont kill you
You just want to die
But you have to go on livin anyway
I feel it through and through
And Ive never been so blue
And I cried a river over you
Repeat chorus
Oh, Im drowning in this endless, endless
Drowning in this endless, endless
Drowning in this endless, endless
Drowning in this endless stream of tears
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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The Sounds
I can hear her heart beat
It seams a little strong
I can hear the things I did wrong
I can hear her thoughts
By looking in her eyes
I can hear her all the times she cried
I can hear the memories
As they echo off the wall
Falling from the pictures down the hall
I can hear regret
Building up in side of me
And I can hear all the things
I could not see
Those are the sounds of a woman leaving
Stronger then the wind in a willow tree
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
I should of heard it coming
But I chose to pretend
I should of recognizes that sound
Way back then
But I just wouldn't listen didn't want to all those years
Now the truth is ringing clear
In my ears
Those are the sounds of a woman leaving
Stronger then the wind in willow tree
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
Those are the sounds of a heart breaking
You can't hear it
But the noise is killing me
I can hear it
And the silent is killing me
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Words
To speak, is to think - Exist.
We presume.
Throw around.
These exquisite realizations - Sounds.
Sounds, zounds! !
Composed all around.
To secure our thought.
A world made of noise.
Meaningless afterthought.
Justification of self.
To drown the other.
I wonder...
What other?
What self?
What cost?
Price, is it to be purchased?
Can one truly exist, if left alone?
Our meaning thus.
To build-up proof.
Memory - of us.
Present the evidence, on worth.
Where none otherwise.
Might be found.
Searching for Me.
Meaning and life.
Within the Valley.
Of the Shadow of Death.
Hoping to find.
Capture it.
Before It reaches out.
Buries me.
Into darkness.
Velvet mist.
So I wonder, my purpose.
Seek, if a soul could be found.
Its value discovered.
Bit-by-bit.
A letter, at a time - I plead.
Seek, for existence meek.
Some discovered, some lost.
Was to all, mischievously bound.
Thought to myself...
A purgatory, to endure.
Justify that heavenly joy.
Has it been earned or lost?
Without knowing - Without care.
Was my preaching.
Pathos, for naught?
Alas! ! !
What is life?
But bandying empty words.
In an hourglass...
poem by Ilari Rahja
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Visual Snow
My sight fills with television static.
I disconnect as my vision impairs.
The blue field debris becomes erratic.
Faint, shaking particles stipple the air.
They grow heavier as my breathing thins,
And my bones melt, osmosing through my skin.
I feel my muscles slowly liquefy.
Sweat bathes my brow. I sink to petrify
Where I stand—where the sound has panned away.
I hear a muffled chorus hum beside me.
A high-pitched tone drones almost endlessly.
My thoughts as they were scramble and decay.
I'm disoriented, and my loss grows
Beneath falling mounds of visual snow.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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The Habit
the habit is an epoxy
attaching a part of my thoughts
to your thoughts
yet somehow there is no spark
of understanding
like a star bursting
and so everyday as the sun rises
killing the shadows of leaves
in my mind
i keep taking track of what happens
a word stands as a boundary
a punctuation marks
a departure
and there are questions like guards
and sentries of
the parapet
there are birds unable to fly from the
hammocks of the mind
there are works unable to come out
from the hollows of the heart
and so the journey to another desert
with the camel and the
carpet starts all over again
there is no end
this habit has no purpose but to satisfy
what i do not know
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sounds Of Reality
You want to sit in silence
just to gather your thoughts,
however you know that something
will shatter that shell apart.
The silence that you crave
will vanish in sounds of reality.
You want to sit without
any outside influence
invading your shell of silence
you have built around yourself.
Sadly the inevitable will happen
and the shell will be shattered.
The sounds of reality
creep into our lives
in those precious moments
when we need to be
alone with our thoughts
and as quiet as can be.
Some don’t understand
the quiet distance others need
and invade it with idle noise
from their chatter to a TV blast
which will shatter your silence shell
with the sounds of reality.
You feel like shouting
get out of my space
and leave me alone,
but then you doubt
if they will understand
and you suffer in the sounds of reality.
24 September 2010
poem by David Harris
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Two forces
Like everything in the world,
You are governed by two forces,
Quite opposite: static and dynamic.
In rest and peace, it is static.
In thirst and danger, it is dynamic.
Balance both with your ethics.
06.09.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Noise: A signal the individual is unaware [s]he could decipher
Background static is held to be noise,
interference' which often annoys,
yet all noise is not static
but code automatic,
signals atoms which seek equipoise.
Here is there, where perception employs
perspicacity spurning poor ploys,
though tao trip's tip erratic
seems, dreams reel to vatic
conclusion aback zen tortoise.
What some hear noise pollution to be
may steer others to cheer ecstacy
therefore channel perception
and filter conception
of subjective judgements at sea!
Decibels on the rise may disguise
signals which in their turn catalyze
basic instincts, defence
for survial, expense
well worth inconvenient cries.
Noise: an echo where energy toys
with a world whose half-life it destroys,
this while reader, ecstatic,
ventures smile enigmatic,
sees the light, contradictions enjoys.
Tympan tampon put on if excessive
or unpleasant some sounds seem, aggressive,
set mind free from restraints
from constraints and complaints,
inner ear hears in air-waves oppressive.
For pro, con, twins identical, boys,
maintain nothing's vain, on 'porpoise'
spins life's jest, though dramatic
seem vibrations erratic,
sense intense is imbed, reaches poise.
(9 June 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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An Ode To No One
i'm never coming back
i'm never giving in
i'll never be the shine in your spit
i disconnect the act
i disconnect the dots
i disconnect the me in me
and you're mistaken, it's you that's faking
living and breathing and dying too
this message is for anyone who dares to hear a fool
you can't bring me back, you can't bring me back
cause i gave it all back to you
thru sacred alleys, the living wrecks
wreak their havoc upon this world
the disenchanted, the romantics,
the body and face and soul of you is gone down that deep black hole
destroy the mind-destroy the body-but you cannot destroy the heart
and you, you make me so i need to disconnect
and you make it so real
i don't need your love to disconnect
to runaround kids in get-go cars
with vaseline afterbirths and neon coughs
galaxies full of nobodies
giving us the farewell runarounds
i took a virgin mary axe to his sweet baby jane,
lost my innocence to a no good girl, scratch my face with anvil hands,
and coil my tongue around a bumblebee mouth
and i give it all back to you
no way, i don't need it, i don't need your love to disconnect
and you make it, so real, i don't need your love to disconnect
no way to disconnect
and you make it so real
i don't need your love to disconnect
no way to disconnect
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Fuck You
I'm never coming back
I'm never giving in
I'll never be the shine in your spit
I disconnect the act
I disconnect the dots
I disconnect the me in me
And you're mistaken, it's you that's faking
Living and breathing and dying too
This message is for anyone who dares to hear a fool
You can't bring me back, you can't bring me back
Cause i gave it all back to you
Thru sacred alleys, the living wrecks
Wreak their havoc upon this world
The disenchanted, the romantics,
The body and face and soul of you is gone down that deep black hole
Destroy the mind-destroy the body-but you cannot destroy the heart
And you, you make me so i need to disconnect
And you make it so real
I don't need your love to disconnect
To runaround kids in get-go cars
With vaseline afterbirths and neon coughs
Galaxies full of nobodies
Giving us the farewell runarounds
I took a virgin mary axe to his sweet baby jane,
Lost my innocence to a no good girl, scratch my face with anvil hands,
And coil my tongue around a bumblebee mouth
And i give it all back to you
No way, i don't need it, i don't need your love to disconnect
And you make it, so real, i don't need your love to disconnect
No way to disconnect
And you make it so real
I don't need your love to disconnect
No way to disconnect
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Fuck You, An Ode To No One
i'm never coming back
i'm never giving in
i'll never be the shine in your spit
i disconnect the act
i disconnect the dots
i disconnect the me in me
and you're mistaken it's you that's faking
living and breathing and dying too
this message is for anyone who dares to hear a fool
you can't bring me back you can't bring me back
cause i gave it all back to you
thru sacred alleys, the living wrecks
wreak their havoc upon this world
the disenchanted, the romantics,
the body and face and soul of you is gone down that deep black hole
destroy the mind-destroy the body-but you cannot destroy the heart
and you, you make me so i need to disconnect
and you make it so real
i don't need your love to disconnect
to runaround kids in get-go cars
with vaseline afterbirths and neon coughs
galaxies full of nobodies
giving us the farewell runarounds
i took a virgin mary axe to his sweet baby jane,
lost my innocence to a no good girl, scratch my face with anvil hands,
and coil my tongue around a bumblebee mouth
and i give it all back to you
no way, i don't need it, i don't need your love to disconnect
and you make it, so real, i don't need your love to disconnect
no way to disconnect
and you make it so real
i don't need your love to disconnect
no way to disconnect
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Oh my love
That day when you said: good bye my lover..
that hurtful word was killing me inside..
Oh my love.......I'm in tears days and nights..
Oh my love.......I'm living acreepy life......
Oh my love........you've left agirl with abroken heart..
Oh my love.......I'm bursting to tell you how much i miss you..
Oh my love..can you hear me? .......
or the long distance between us has deafened you..........
What Is...?
What is the meaning of hate?
Is it the dislike of someone different than you?
Or is it the loathing of something simple like broccoli?
What is the meaning of discrimination?
Is it the hatred of someone of a different background?
The hatred of skin color;
Or is it the bitter taste of being different from everyone else?
What is the meaning of uniqueness?
Is it the purpose of being odd and unusual?
The adaptation to your own life and style;
Or is it the stereotypical clan that society has put you?
What is the meaning of life?
Is it that time keeps moving; leaving us in the dust is leaves behind?
The endless stream of consciousness that everything has;
Or is it the meaningless and indefinable thing we give every day?
What is the meaning of death?
Is it that grim reaper knocking at your door?
The inky blackness of nothing;
Or is it something that can’t be defined only experienced when it is time?
Many questions are asked everyday without even meaning to ask them.
They are hidden within the minds of those who are too afraid to speak out;
To let THEIR voices be heard.
So I ask you these questions in hope that you will ask them yourself;
To find the meaning of it for yourself and not what others say it is.
One final question is all I leave you with.
What is the meaning of everything that you thought you knew?
poem by Regan Meade
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Signal To Noise
You know the way that things go
When what you fight for starts to fall
And in that fuzzy picture
He writing stands out on the wall
So clearly on the wall
Send out the signals deep and loud
And in this place, can you reassure me
With a touch, a smile while the cradles burning
All the while the world is turning to noise
Oh the more that its surrounding us
The more that it destroys
Turn up the signal
Wipe out the noise
Send out the signals deep and loud
Man Im losing sound and sight
Of all those who can tell me wrong from right
When all things beautiful and bright
Sink in the night
Yet theres still something in my heart
That can find a way
To make a start
To turn up the signal
Wipe out the noise
Wipe out the noise
Wipe out the noise
You know thats it
You know thats it
Receive and transmit
Receive and transmit
Receive and transmit
You know thats it
You know thats it
Receive and transmit
You know thats it
You know thats it
Receive and transmit
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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At Bottom on the Sea
In an instant, I was plunged down to the bottom of the sea
For a year or so in darkness, I barely knew that I was me
Didn't move, didn't think, immersed in deep despair
When no longer you can breathe, you've no need for land or air
Sleeping on the sea floor, perhaps to dream it all away
Then wake to my own screaming, lungs filling up with briny bay
Saturated with exhaustion, struggled up, thinking of homeland
To foraged on algae and plankton that I sifted through the sand
Waterlogged gut and aching heart, mind rocky run aground
Awareness of how abruptly I'd been knocked overboard and downed
But others remain living, who need my survival and are believing
That my affirmation is required that it is okay to keep on living
When one irreplaceable facet of the group has taken leave
So I undertake the struggle, to get back to the air and light
It's been years now, I won't lie, I'm still seeking to win this fight
Ascending, descending, rising-to-sink, not quite yet to swim
This battle is unceasing for a shattered soul des-per-ate to mend
But the absent one is with us in our mind's remembrances living on
And the uniqueness of his spirit that through our hearts is never gone
poem by DonnaJ York
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Fires And Floods
Through the fire, even the flood, how can we, for God, not bud?
Bud and with a peace blossom, with the peace from God’s Son.
Through a trial, on the side, are men without the One who died,
Christ, who died upon a cross, to bring God’s Peace to the lost.
But now Christ lives in all of us, those who in Him put their trust,
And fills us with the Peace of God, in trials on this earth we trod.
In trials bringing us to our knees, He fills us with a gentle peace,
A peace that lightens any load, to continue on the present road.
God’s purpose of life’s small fires, has from Him but one desire,
To purge new lives of old dross, through the power of the cross.
Transforming men to be like Him, as He purges us from old sin,
Keeping us in life’s darkest hour, with Christ’s sustaining power.
Through the power of the Blood, we receive Grace in the flood,
Changing those who do believe, and helping others to receive,
The Lord Jesus as their Savior, Who becomes their Sustainer,
Christ who becomes their Light, when the trial is dark as night.
When we endure a trying time, it could be part of God’s design,
To help someone close at hand, in a trial, to better understand,
That Christ, who brings us Hope, helps us in our trials to cope,
In a world that’s lacking peace, with His joy, that will not cease.
Poem to my Dad
11/22/82
by Emma Beverage
They left him there
Like an empty shell
An empty shell - silent - still
They left him there
So we could stare
So we could stare
At this hollow shell
It looked like my dad
Had gone to sleep
Sleep, sleep, eternal sleep
Sleep that made my family weep
And as I stared, this thought grew
Thoughts would never - again pass through
My daddy’s head
My daddy was dead
Someone had come to steal his soul
I heard his footsteps shuffling - slow
I heard his footsteps
When they took his soul.
poem by Emma Beverage
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Endless
Drowning in an endless sea...
Torments of bruising pain...
Gnawing and gnashing upon the heart-
Grinding bitterly in much heated disdain;
Suffocating in too much knowledge...
With coping mechanisms all but spent--
Heart beat 'tis mal-propelled...
Wondering where time went;
Coiled into insomnias nightmare...
Rewound in endless replay...
Oh-the agonies of an aged life...
The harsh realities of today;
Same time tomorrow...!
Same time this day...!
Tortured in circles of ugliness...
Blue skies now turned grey;
Nothing to change a worried life...
Nothing to ease all of the pain--
Drowning in an endless sea...
Dying over and over again;
The Golden Rule
June 18,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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You killed me.
look what you have done,
im an empty shell,
i have no more life left in me,
you took it away that cruel cold dark night,
you overpowerd me with your cold heart,
you tore me mentaly,
you scarred me physically,
i sit with my razor,
i hear you gruff voice,
i push down on my skin,
relece all my fears,
your touch has left me afraid of men,
afraid on there voices,
afraid of intimacey,
IM JUST AN EMPTY SHELL.
sarah (my memoir of rape)
poem by Sarah Toonac
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Love You Out Loud
I sit in my living room thinking of you
And the feelings I fear are coming true
And everything about you is wrong I know it
But I still taste you on my tongue
And I still breathe you in my lungs
And I wish I could stop breaking down
Wish I could love you out loud
Wish I could love you out loud
But I'll just keep it to myself
Wish I could hear how it sounds
To be with you and no one else
Don't make a sound
Don't tell a soul
It's 7:00am and I just want to call you
And tell you I'm falling in love
But, there's someone else inside these four walls
If she smells you on my skin
I can't let her know where I've been
I wish I could be with you now
Wish I could love you out loud
Wish I could love you out loud
But I'll just keep it to myself
Wish I could hear how it sounds
To be with you and no one else
Wish I could love you out loud
Because I'm under your spell
Wish I could tell the whole world
But I'll just keep it to myself
Don't make a sound
Don't tell a soul
Don't tell them anything
And I won't let you go
Don't say a word
Don't tell a soul
And I shiver at the thought of you
I can't believe that you love me too
And we quiver when we touch
I can't believe I love you so much
And I hate it when you walk away
I know we can't go on this way
But there's magic when we touch
I can't believe I love you so much
Wish I could love you out loud
Wish I could hear how it sounds
Wish I could love you out loud
Wish I could hear how it sounds
Wish I could love you out loud
But I'll just keep it to myself
Wish I could hear how it sounds
To be with you and no one else
Wish I could love you out loud
Because I'm under your spell
Wish I could tell the whole world
But I'll just keep it to myself
Don't make a sound
Don't tell a soul
Don't tell them anything
And I won't let you go
Wish I could love you out loud
But I'll just keep it to myself
Wish I could hear how it sounds
To be with you and no one else
Wish I could love you out loud
Because I'm under your spell
Wish I could tell the whole world
But I'll just keep it to myself
Wish I could love you out loud
Wish I could hear how it sounds
Wish I could love you out loud
Wish I could hear how it sounds
Wish I could love you out loud
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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