The World Unreal
I see an Angel,
Dressed in rags, buried in tears.
He builds a home, on the solitary shores
Feeding on sorrow and sipping from a cup of passion
And that is the world unreal
History in tatters, the future in darkness
Only a breeze to cool the world
Burning with injustice, fading in corruption
To bare the curses of our ancestors
In the world unreal
The light of despair lingers
Upon the seed of imperfection
That humanity plants in pride.
And reap from in ignorance
Yet faith decides the end
Of the world unreal
Men sing hymns of lust,
Women dance to the nude tunes of immorality
The goddess of pleasure
And their children follow suit, to shine in darkness
The wind of desire blows away the foundations of truth
In the world unreal
YET the world unreal survives
That the angel in rugs might live on
Not to take but to give, Not to be fed but to feed
Not to rule but to serve
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Almost Unreal
Babe, come in from the cold, and put that coat to rest.
Step inside, take a deep breath, and do what you do best.
Yea, kick of those shoes, and leave those city streets.
I do believe love came our way, and fate did arrange for us to meet.
I love when you do that hocus pocus to me.
The way that you touch, youve got the power to heal.
You give me that look, its almost unreal, its almost unreal.
Hey, we cant stop the rain, lets find a place, by the fire.
Sometimes I feel, strange as it seams, youve been in my dreams all my life.
I love when you do that hocus pocus to me.
The way that you touch, youve got the power to heal.
You give me that look, its almost unreal, its almost unreal.
Its a crazy world out there. lets hope our prayers are in good hands tonight.
song performed by by Roxette
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Early Works - There’s A Light
The world seems mystic and unreal
as into the night I steal
seeing shadows on the ground
of towering figures all around.
In the distance, there’s a light
of a candle burning bright
as the moon up high
shines through crevices in the sky.
Like a sleeking ghost, I wander
gazing at the shadows I ponder
in the darkness of the mystic night
and feel the call of a beckoning light.
My shadow seem to run and steal
into the mystic and unreal
as the candle lit by my love sends
cascades of light dancing on the stars above.
Date unknown.
poem by David Harris
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Real Fiction
There are two kinds of fiction to find…
One in the world and the other in the mind.
When unpleasant things happen for real
With which the real mind is unable to deal,
It creates a world of fiction so it can survive
In order to justify that its unreal beliefs are alive.
These unreal beliefs have a real world all alone
As they deny real facts with data of their own.
Their fiction continues as world events transpire
With interpretation to support beliefs they require.
The world of fiction will collide with the world of real
As its members seek reality, it will lose its appeal.
Unless it dispenses with its delusions of the facts,
It will disappear as it's devoured by the reality it lacks.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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No Place For Angels
you first seduce me
baptized with fire
my one addiction
your sweet desire
is living in a world of hate and greed
standing on the edge of time
we had paradise but that was lost
forever to mankind
no place for angels
for you and me
no place for angels
i'm lost in your reality
were life seems so unreal
i feel the madness
with jesus liar
the one creation
obsessed by fire
is living in a world of hate and greed
standing on the edge of time
we had paradise but that was lost
forever to mankind
no place for angels
for you and me
no place for angels
i'm lost in your reality
were life seems so unreal
you may think im just a crazy guy
in my world of madmans brain
do i live my life in a fake disguise
is my world just caving in?
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
no place for angels
for you and me
no place for angels
i'm lost in your reality
were life seems so unreal
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Unreal Touch
When I think of you
I close my eyes and imagine
holding you in my arms.
I get so lost in my thought
that I feel your touch,
That unreal touch.
When I dream of you,
the dream is so real
that I never want to wake up.
But I do wake up and I realize
that touch was again,
an unreal touch.
How I long to feel your touch,
to hold you in my arms again.
But now everytime I feel your touch,
it's always that unreal touch.
So when I go to bed tonight,
I'll dream of you and feel
that unreal touch.
When I wake up,
I'll think of you and again,
feel that unreal touch.
poem by Adam McKim
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I’m Lost
I am lost without my life
I am lost widthout you
I am lost in the world of fears
where i am waisting my tears.
I am lost in the world of darkness
where there is only sadness
I am lost in this unreal world
I am lost in the world, where their is no one to care.
I am lost somewhere in you
hoping thar someday u'll care.
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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The Real
I know the sun's around
To wake the dead
You've got if anything
A bigger head
Most likely to perform
Was who I knew
But now it's you that I have to know
Silly who ya know
Has got away
Sweet little who ya know
Lives in L.A.
Most likely to conceive
Was who I knew
But now it's you that I have to know
Only the real world
Is so unreal
Only the real is real
Pocket the business card
Be on your way
Pocket the smiling face
And save the day
Most likely to perform
Was who I knew
But now it's you that I have to know
Only the real world is so unreal
Only the real is real
song performed by by Tracy Bonham from The Burdens Of Being Upright
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I hardly need to abstract things, for each object is unreal enough already, so unreal that I can only make it real by means of painting.
quote by Max Beckmann
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A real joke
Oldie we were really fooled
That sent chill and make us cool
We can do nothing but laugh
It is story of fools only half
Who prefers and loves to laugh?
Who wants to be alone and rough?
Take it as gift from almighty
Laugh it out as sign of nicety
Lessen out the burden
Which has come all of sudden?
Don't loose composure even
You will be really be happy then
Not to laugh it out is cruel joke
The sadness may remain as yoke
To keep confined if some one pokes
Then it may be really big stroke
We are certainly made to believe
It is fallacy and unreal world that we live
Not everything can go as per plan
You got to swim across the lake like swan
Your efforts may not be liked by all
They will cut jokes at your fall
They have nothing to do with your agony
The matters seems to them unreal and phony
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Honesty is the recognition of the fact that the unreal is unreal and can have no value, that neither love nor fame nor cash is a value if obtained by fraud.
Ayn Rand in Atlas Shrugged
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Fiction
she's lost in coma where it's beautiful.
Intoxicated from the deep sleep, deep sleep.
Do you wonder what it's like living in a permanent imagination.
Sleeping to escape reality, but you like it like that.
Guilty by design, she's nothing more than fiction.
She dreams in digital, cause it's better than nothing.
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
She's dreaming in digital, cause it's better than nothing
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
She's dreaming in digital. she dreams in digital.
And your pixel army can't save you now.
My finger is on the kill switch.
I remember i used to compose your dreams, control your dreams.
And don't be afraid to expose yourself before i shut you down.
You made some changes since the virus caught you sleeping.
Guilty by design, she's nothing more than fiction.
She dreams in digital, cause it's better than nothing.
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
She's dreaming in digital, cause it's better than nothing
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
She's dreaming in digital. she dreams in digital.
She's guilty by design. (cause it's better than nothing.)
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
She's dreaming in digital. (she's nothing more than fiction.)
Cause it's better than nothing. now that control is gone.
It seems unreal.
She's dreaming in digital.
song performed by by Orgy
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Give The World A Gift
Give the world a gift
something everyone will love
something they will all respect
something they look up to you for
Give the world a gift
something that brings happyness
something that brings tears of joy
something that brings life to those who wants to give up
Give the world a gift
something big
something world wide
something unreal
Give the world a gift
AND KILL ME! !
poem by Harley Morriss
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In this dream
In this dream i was pretty in this dream i had hair,
in this dream I was real In this dream i didnt care.
In a world unreal in this dream i was cruel,
In this world i was cool but i acted like a fool.
In this world i felt pretty when i looked in the mirror,
now im tryna get back to see myself even clearer.
In this world I was loved, In this dream i was respected,
In this world I had time to go back and correct it.
In this Dream In this Dream where there were no more lying,
In this dream no more trying I was through with crying
poem by alyaisa S.S.S
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You Wont Change Me
Im just a man and I am what I am
Nobody will ever change my ways
I dont need money and I dont need no lies
I only need to live for today
But Id like to talk things over with you
I want to hear the things you say,today
Although you wont change my anyway,no no way
I wish youd come and see me,Id like to hold you
I want to set my mind all free
You understand me woman,you give me time
But I dont need no sympathy
Still I wonder what its like to be loved
Instead of hiding in myself
Nobody will change me anyway,no no way
Nobodys gonna change my world
Thats something too unreal
Nobody will shange the way I feel
So listen to me now,hear what I say
Please give me time and maybe love
If theres a God up there,well I hope he helps me
I need him now to set me free
cos it may be that its over for me
If you dont hear the things that I say,today
Nobody will change me anyway,no,no way
Nobodys gonna change my world,thats something too unreal
Nobody will change the way I feel
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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So Unreal With You
I can't explain just how I feel
'Cause how I feel is so unreal.
I try to tell you but you just steal
all those words I can't reveal
'cause how I feel is so unreal
with you,
Every time we are apart
all those feelings in my heart
get all mixed up. I don't know why?
And that's why I feel
so unreal with you.
*** The sun has lost its glow
But the moon still lets me know
that I'm breathing just for you.
If I had my way with you
all my words would be taboo.
But all my words are deep inside
where all my thoughts of you reside
about how I feel so unreal
with you.
REPEAT *** with changed ending
So I'm breathing just for you
and h
'Cause how I feel is so unreal.
I try to tell you but you just steal
all those words I can't reveal
'cause how I feel is so unreal
with you,
Every time we are apart
all those feelings in my heart
get all mixed up. I don't know why?
And that's why I feel
so unreal with you.
*** The sun has lost its glow
But the moon still lets me know
that I'm breathing just for you.
If I had my way with you
all my words would be taboo.
But all my words are deep inside
where all my thoughts of you reside
about how I feel so unreal
with you.
REPEAT *** with changed ending
So I'm breathing just for you
and how I feel is so unreal
with you.
Words and Music by
EDWINA REIZER
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Lost or won
Saddest songs
To prove our acts wrong
Life is not pleasure
No one is pretty sure
Come to me
I shall make you free
From all worries
That whole world carries
Do not feel much about sorrow
Try to overcome and not allow
Keep them away or very low
Reap the harvest as you sow
See it your self and experience
The world is different and at variance
All worry about next world
Turn away from present and act very cold
No love, no feeling for fellow brethrens
Detachment unreal with other concerns
Life may take you to ugly turn
You may nothing to offer or return
Love being as ordinary individual
Treat the life as precious and not casual
It is holy mission to be carried on
Leave it to Him to decide what was lost or won
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fiction (Dreams In Digital)
Shes lost in coma where its beautiful.
Intoxicated from the deep sleep, deep sleep.
Do you wonder what its like living in a permanent imagination.
Sleeping to escape reality, but you like it like that.
Guilty by design, shes nothing more than fiction.
She dreams in digital, cause its better than nothing.
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
Shes dreaming in digital, cause its better than nothing
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
Shes dreaming in digital. she dreams in digital.
And your pixel army cant save you now.
My finger is on the kill switch.
I remember I used to compose your dreams, control your dreams.
And dont be afraid to expose yourself before I shut you down.
You made some changes since the virus caught you sleeping.
Guilty by design, shes nothing more than fiction.
She dreams in digital, cause its better than nothing.
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
Shes dreaming in digital, cause its better than nothing
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
Shes dreaming in digital. she dreams in digital.
Shes guilty by design. (cause its better than nothing.)
Now that control is gone. it seems unreal.
Shes dreaming in digital. (shes nothing more than fiction.)
Cause its better than nothing. now that control is gone.
It seems unreal.
Shes dreaming in digital.
song performed by by Orgy
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The First Day of Snow
Snow, is a luxury
In our tropical world
Snow is a fable
Never saw, never touched, never smell
The first day of snow drifting onto a winter wonderland
The first time I felt it, on my face, around me
Boundless joy, wonder, ecstasies
Unreal, beautiful, white
A winter wonderland of ecstasies
Just for me
Silvery icicles, hanging off branches golden like the autumn days fading into winter
Silvery, like fairy tales
Pond of frozen winter clear, ducks swimming chasing their own tails
In ecstasies, in wonder, like a fairytale unfold
Snow, is a luxury
Unreal, beautiful, unbelievably soft
Boundless wonder, boundless joy
A magical world of snowy white
God’s glorious creation
A winter wonderland,
Beautiful beyond measure
You are much more than what you think you are, you have much more than what you think you have
You are not
What you think you are
You are just the force
Operating a robot
Whose physical and
Chemical dimensions
Are determined by
A permutation and combination
Of certain amino-acids
You are not
What you think you are
You are not
What you think you are
You are not a female or male
You are not a daughter or son
You are not a sister of brother
You are not a mother or father
You own not a thing
You belong to one
Nothing is yours
None is yours
The only thing you own
Is you
As said elsewhere
You are born a daughter or son
Only to the nature’s desire
To ensure continuity
Of a particular
Genetic system
Your emotions are thus unreal
Your pleasures are unreal
Your pains are unreal
Your sorrows are unreal
All keep changing
With your change with
Your attitude and out look
The only thing unchanging and real in you
Is you
You are placed in this robot
And operating it
Just to accomplish the
Unmet desires that you
Were nursing
Earlier in yet another robot,
Or in previous birth,
As some learned say
And if you so believe
Remain just a witness
To what all happening
Stay emotion free
Stay fear free
Stay in confidence
Stay in peace
Stay in balance
You will see
Great things got
Achieved by your
Effectively operating
The robot, wherein
You are placed
You are not
What you think
That you are
You are much more
Than what you think you are
You have much more
Than what you think you have
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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To Look At The World Again
TO LOOK AT THE WORLD AGAIN
To look at the world again
To see and name
Each kind of different thing
To surround it with words
And try to capture it
As it slips away
To paint in words
To write music
To make one vast description of ‘what is’ in words.
All these are unreal dreams
Someone else must realize-
I have my own small world of feelings
I return to again and again
My little universe of fears and loves.
Outside great and far beyond any nearness I can seem
The world goes on
While I can only
Write
Inside.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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