Submerged
I'm submerged, plunging deep into the sea.
I'm pulled by weight of burden and me—
A balloon pressed underneath the current,
A flooding of flotsam and deterrents
Which drown out my more buoyant energies.
I'm shackled to chains made to guarantee
That I cannot become an escapee
To the far shores of freedom emergent.
I'm submerged.
As gravity prevents me ecstasy,
Dropping my down in abysses empty
By the jet-stream of things so divergent,
I must embrace my hopeless internment,
For breathless and heavy I'll always be.
I'm submerged.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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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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Trains
Trains take you to the empty spaces
Where orange fires raged the other day
And you could then collect the fire- dust
In the enclosed cup of your joined palms
And pour it in oblation into holy rivers
Which will take them to the green sea.
Trains bring people to river canals
Where death is a mere after-fact
Submerged in flowing green waters.
It is like what your life’s beginning was
When you were sleeping in your mother
Submerged in a sea of emerald aqua
With your eyes closed in green oblivion.
Trains take you through the sea of darkness
Holding you safely in their green wombs.
poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
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You drown not by falling into a river, but by staying submerged in it.
quote by Paulo Coelho
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River in spate, hopes
Submerged, turbulent current;
Floodgates are open…
haiku by Mamta Agarwal
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Chains
I dont want any trouble. I dont want to make any waves.
I dont want any conscience. and I dont wanna be brave.
Ive kept my distance. my feelings have never been shown.
I know that Ive been walking fences,
Denied what I have known.
I carry chains. (I carry chains.)
Heavy, heavy chains. (chains that are made.)
I carry chains (I carry chains) round my feet.
I feel the weight (I feel the weight.)
Chains are the different things that should not be hanging on me.
I put my conscience under a stone, the stone under the ground.
Walked from where I had left it. I hoped it couldnt be found.
My conscience persisted. its a haunted seed I have sown.
Calls me out from the distance
And it just wont leave me alone.
I carry chains. (I carry chains.)
Chains that are made. (chains that are made.)
I carry heavy chains. (I carry chains.)
Talk about the weight. (I feel the weight.)
Chains are the temporary things that should not be hanging on me.
song performed by by Chicago
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Submerged rocks stare back
through the glistening water.
I empty my mind.
haiku by Iain Trousdell
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Jodi Jante Chao Tumi
(If you want to know)
He plays this Hemanta
Song and asks me
If I want to know
How much pain he has
I should go and ask
A caged bird,
To gauge the depth of his tears,
I should go and ask
The submerged lotus.
Little does he know
That I don’t want to know
Anything at all.
There was a time
When I wished to know it all.
But then he told me
Friendship is all about forwards.
No queries, no replies.
That’s what all his friends do.
Why don’t I too?
Now, even if he wishes
That I ask him,
Or I would like to know him…
The depth of his pain and tears,
I now know that
I don’t want to know anything.
Yes, Hemanta sings well.
The words are nice…
The song is nostalgic.
But it fails to melt me.
There was a time,
Every word and every song
I heard with him,
It touched me somewhere
Deep down there,
Just because he played it for me.
Now, even if he tries
Or I try,
Those feelings have just gone away
Our friendship has ebbed away
And given way
To some sort of
Animosity that
Has caged us like that bird
Has submerged us like that lotus
And we cannot fly away,
Nor can we breathe easy
In these murky waters…
Of our stale relationship.
song, lyrics by Aparna Chatterjee
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My Faith In You
My faith in you demands coverage by the sands
That speak like grains of sand to invent into lands.
My coping subdues your coping, sense the snow
That fell on this country, I was never tired a day ago.
I am submerged by cold, by actual bricks,
To nights they reign supreme, like aerobics.
Master the loss of weight according to belief
And knowledge in mixture, this may be brief.
I am sensible, I have gravity on my side,
For this is Earth and the atmosphere is supplied
With air of oxygen and love, like and trust,
It just brings the merry city to the freshest.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I'm not aware that I was consciously influenced by any director, though these things often happen unnoticed, submerged in the unconscious.
quote by William Peter Blatty
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Dire Manhattan #3
Walking aimlessly
Past the sleeping terrain
Of Manhattan
At 1: 30 in the morning,
Thinking of a place
Where I could crash and burn.
The wind cradled me
And caressed my chaffed lips.
The cars were scant
And the smell of forgotten love
Flourished.
Alone, fretting in the dark
Underneath the stark abyss,
I was submerged in the pretentious
Moon-glazed concrete of quagmire.
I will never be the same
Underneath the Manhattan skies.
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
quote by Virginia Woolf
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It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
quote by Virginia Woolf
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Sometimes you get submerged by emotion. I think it's very important to express it - which doesn't necessarily mean hitting someone.
quote by Eric Cantona
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Angelical Embrace
The journey is beautiful
So are the souls
Each one with agenda
Each on their path
In between we cross
To get in touch with source
Anger, lust and remorse
Seems to be a great force
Submerged in deep mist
When we choke to liberate
With a stretch of mushy wings
A smiling angel comes
Guiding us in time
Makes our life sublime
In the angelical embrace
We get back our grace
The journey still continues
And we go on a cruise
Now as an untied soul
Impeding others from fall
poem by Tara Acharya
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I've been kind of submerged in my own little geographic location for a really long time in Venice Beach.
quote by Amber Tamblyn
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The Survivor
Once more he sees his companions' faces
Livid in the first faint light,
Gray with cement dust,
Nebulous in the mist,
Tinged with death in their uneasy sleep.
At night, under the heavy burden
Of their dreams, their jaws move,
Chewing a non-existant turnip.
'Stand back, leave me alone, submerged people,
Go away. I haven't dispossessed anyone,
Haven't usurped anyone's bread.
No one died in my place. No one.
Go back into your mist.
It's not my fault if I live and breathe,
Eat, drink, sleep and put on clothes.'
poem by Primo Levi
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There is a real, living unity in our time, as in any other, but it lies submerged under a superficial hubbub of sensation.
quote by Marshall McLuhan
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I remember being shocked when I came out from under the focusing cloth after a minute or two being submerged within that, at the startling green color of those ferns.
quote by John Sexton
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Freedom on My Mind
The night before wasn’t unlike many others, with the monkey on his back it’s hard to rest. His clothes are dirty, his hair’s a mess, but the marks on his arms, they tell it best.
And he woke up with freedom on his mind. Chains come in many shapes. He wants to run and leave it all behind. Somewhere safe, freedom on his mind.
The night before was just like all the rest in the 8 by 10 that he calls home. As a foolish young man he made a mistake. The thought that he’ll die here carries a heavy weight.
He wakes up with freedom on his mind, and all the things he left behind. Chains come in many shapes, there’s freedom on his mind.
The night before wasn’t unlike many others. He did it again and she’s so ashamed, as if it’s her fault, at least that’s what he told her. She says he’s better when he’s sober.
And she woke up with freedom on her mind. Chains come in many shapes. She wants to run and leave it all behind. Somewhere safe, yeah freedom on her mind.
I woke up with freedom on my mind. Though my chains are of another shape, I want to run, leave them behind, yeah freedom on my mind, there's freedom on my mind.
poem by Rob G. Gifford
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Why have we had to invent Eden, to live submerged in the nostalgia of a lost paradise, to make up utopias, propose a future for ourselves?
quote by Julio Cortazar
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