Terror Balloons (seneryus)
Blood splattered, limbs scattered
face of terror mocking
at the lethargic bandobast.
People lending helping hands
disregarding every nomenclature
whipping off the rust.
Perpetrators sulking in hiding
lamenting, once again
couldn’t ignite the desired mistrust.
Blame game taking shape
some heads may also roll
pricing humans, Govt. works best.
Nothing happened, nothing will happen
older ones enjoying the prison
people waiting balloons to burst.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Whippin'
Don't need a helmet got a hard hard head
Don't need a raincoat I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage there's too much...blood...
After a while seems to roll right off...hmm...
Whipping ah...they're whipping ah...
...they're whipping ah...they're whipping...
Don't need a hand there's always arms attached
Oh don't get behind I can't fall back
Why must we trust all these rusted rails?
They don't want no change, we already have
They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!
Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough
I can't believe a thing they want us to...oh...
Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too...
Oh, they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...
They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...
...they're whipping...yeah...they're whipping
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Not there
School is there
Students are not there
Village is there
School is not there.
Budget is there
Development works not there
Poverty is there
Govt functioning not there.
Govt fuctioning is there
People as bonded labourers
Go far.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Night People
(alan toussaint)
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other waiting for something to happen
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for soemthing to happen
While the day world is sleeping
Night people are creeping, hanging out
Looking at each other
When the day world stops moving
Night people start grooving, hanging out
Looking at each other
When the day bees stop buzzing
Night people start coming, hanging out
Waiting for something to happen
Night people , hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for something to happen
You dont get one thing
Without the other
We got to keep the world alive
If everybody went to sleep
At the same time,
Howd we keep the world alive
In a word we got the night people,
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for something to happen
Got to see who is with you
Who is with me, who is with who, were hanging out
Looking at each other
Got to see whatcha wearing, whatcha got
Whatcha sharing , hanging out
Waiting for something to happen
As the day world goes by
Night people doing fine, hanging out
Looking at each other
When the day world starts humping
Night people start pumping, hanging out
Waiting for something to happen
Night people hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for soemthing to happen
Night people, hanging out
Looking at each other
Waiting for something to happen
Night people grooving , hanging out
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
Night people grooving
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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A Depressed Bubble
His eyes twinkled,
When water bowled along,
With a heavy heart full of grief he stood there,
Feeling out of sorts.
Thinking what would happen to his mother,
When she'll know he got a D,
Thinking what would happen to his father,
Knowing his son couldn't reach his expectations.
Hearing his father's footsteps the boy ran away,
How would he face his father,
How would he face his mother,
What would he say to them?
Only this that they shouldn't have expected much from him,
Or rather blame himself?
His father called out his name,
He couldn't bare the pain,
It was the third time his hard work had went in vain,
The boy thought of nothing,
And while the father reached,
He was horrified for he saw blood stains on the floor,
And no sign of his child.
Teardrops wetted his clothes,
And all that he cited was,
Did you came to see me,
Or did you wished me to go with just tears in my eyes and blood on my hands.....
Written on 10/20/10
poem by Ayesha Riaz
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People Say...
People say I'm lazy, but to me I'm just mellow
People say I'm crazy, sometimes I agree
People say I'm ugly and maybe thats the case
But since when do you judge someone by the shape or colour of their face
People say a lot of things but i don't listen anyway.
People say I'm a scruff, the way i dress is the way i feel
People say I talk crap, who cares it makes sense to me
People say i should get a job, but i couldn't hold one down
People say I'm a mess. Now i do agree there
But I am who I am.
poem by Mark Hopwood
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Sad to see
Its sad to see,
That no ones free.
Its sad to see,
No one like me.
I cry,
Then die.
I fall,
On a wall.
Its sad to see,
People pass by the homeless.
Its sad to see,
They dont help the poor.
I try to help,
But people say no.
I try to help,
But no one will isten.
Its sad to see,
Animals abused.
Its sad to see,
No one helping them.
I try to save them,
But I'm always late.
I try to save them,
But people wont give up.
Its sad to see,
When people hunt animals.
Its sad to see,
Anything bad,
Because animals,
Are humans,
And humans,
Are the animals.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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No No No
Really hate the running really hate the game
Looking at them all I wanna be unborn again
Their suit is getting tighter although theyre getting thin
The flies are crawling on their face and trying to get in
People say that were to blame I say
No no no its just the game
Must we let them fool us no no no
Have we got our freedom no no no
Is it getting better no no no
Do we love each other no no no
Must we wait forever no no no
Heads are getting stronger bodies getting weak
Looking at them all it feels good to be a freak
Their hands are getting closer theyre reaching out so far
The greenies gonna get them make them serve stars
Tell them how it is and they say
No no no we know it all
The washings getting dirty the air is getting thin
Its all in such a mess that no one knows where to begin
They talk about creating but all they do is kill
They say were gonna mend it but they never will
Poison in the rain but they say
No no no we aint to blame
song performed by by Deep Purple
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A Balloon For You All
I want to give you, my dear friends,
A balloon of your choice and colour
So that you will play with it
Your sweet face blooming like a rose.
But you are overgrown
Overgrown like never before!
Some are like Goliaths and some resemble the unknown men from Kob.
Some look like overgrown convent girls and a few are like the Amazons.
I want to sell my balloons at any cost
For my balloons are about to burst any moment.
Once you begin to play with them
I am relieved a lot; who cares for your tears?
I tell a man with salt and pepper on head,
`Buy one balloon and play with it for a while`.
He laughs at me and chases a young girl.
My balloons begin to burst.
I whisper into the ears of a woman selling woes,
` A balloon for your happiness to return, please`
She looks into my basket of colours and throws back a sob.
My balloons begin to shrink.
As I walk along the beach of sand dunes,
The waves of my realisation recede to the depths.
My balloons burst within their little vacuums
As my heart longs for being one among them.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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What I Love Most Before The Rain
it is that point
where the rain is about to fall
like a woman
blushing
when the clouds turn gray
and heavy
when it is about to burst
and yet it still
waits for the first
dropp to fall
it is that point when people
are not running yet
for shelter
at that point i am at ease
sitting on a bench
waiting for the
pandemonium of steps
and hands covering heads
and women losing
their grace and men showing
their rage
and people scattering
like ants
that you spray with
insecticide
it is that point when people
begin to
protect themselves
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Oh My What A Shame
They were married in the old church yard
and they promised to be true to each other
no matter how hard their lives might be
but like meteors that fell through moments parallel
they were soon to cross and on different plots of earth
they both did fall
Though their lives had really not been hard at all
Oh my, what a shame no one's to blame
it just happened that way and there is nothing you can say
when two people say good-bye
Oh my
Two brothers promised they'd return
when the war that they were fighting was over
but only one lived to keep his vow
and the story I was told said he lived to be quite old
before time won out, someone asked if he knew what they both
fought for, but he could not recall he'd ever been to war
Oh my, what a shame no one's to blame
it just happened that way and there is nothing you can say
when two people say good-bye
Oh my
For there's nothing you can say when it's over
And there's nothing you can do when it's done
there's no battle you can win
and there's nothing to begin that's not begun
In this moment, I recall your face and I wonder if you still
think about me, occasionally I still think of you
and I watch the river flow and I know I must let go
but it's oh so hard for the waves are all around my small canoe
I had always hoped this boat could carry two
Oh my, what a shame no one's to blame
it just happened that way and there is nothing you can say
when two people say good-bye
Oh my
song performed by by Don McLean
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What has happened
What has happened?
People were all brains
They were inclined to peace
About one step far
Then suddenly
People went mad
Fire everywhere
Blood will have blood*
Children like broken winged birds
Covered with blood
Blood will have blood*
This is madness
Blind madness
And nobody knows
What has happened!
* from Macbeth by Shakespeare
poem by Eman Elbadawi
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We Are Against Terrorism
We are all against terrorism
We are people for love
Against people who hate
We are East and West
Let's put our hands together
For a better future
We are humans
They are beasts.
(to the martyrs of terrorism)
(We are all humans
let us all behave like humans
God forgive
God bless)
poem by Eman Elbadawi
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Close Enough
I may not be a pillar in my town
Or have the kind of job, you think that I should
I know you see me out runnin around with a couple of people
You think are no good
Ive tried to clean it up a couple of times, but im a
Backslidin fool when it comes to walkin that line
Its ok. you think, youre better than me
Yeah, thats all right, girl, thats all right
Chorus:
cause im close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Im close enough for a little rock and roll
Yeah, its true, I dont plan my time
When youre looking for me, I m hard to find
I know, you dont wanna run around with me
With my socks fallin down, girl, im just poor company
Ive seen your face, and its a one-eyed jack
We like to talk about this or that
None of these things really interest me
Hey, thats all right, girl, thats all right
Chorus:
cause im close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Im close enough for a little rock and roll
I know you think im a rough cut, baby
I aint as rough cut as I am the blood on your hands
Gonna love that blood right off your hands
Chorus:
Yeah, thats all right, girl, thats all right
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Im close enough for a little rock and roll
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Ideas
Before our very eyes…
Like helium balloons
Things imbued with gas rise
Like lead balloons
Bad ideas sink like a rock
Like Burst balloons
Can fall From the skies
Like trial balloons
Ideas float and undock...
before our very eyes…
poem by David Whalen
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There are people who make things happen, there are people who watch things happen, and there are people who wonder what happened. To be successful, you need to be a person who makes things happen.
James Lovell in speech to Girl Scouts in DuPage County, Illinois, 1997
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Man is in Heaven
Where is my house in heaven?
Is the mocking going on,
When the heavenly rage has become zero?
Truly the heresy has its faults,
And the apostate can argue with sin,
A sinful man or woman.
Too many times the leader of humans
Is against all lusts of humans,
And the living has happened all the time.
Humans have a right as much as Man,
And you offer Him a place in heaven
If you soon think he is good and ten too good.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Like Helium Balloons
Before our very eyes…
Like helium balloons
Ideas imbued with passion rise
Like lead balloons
Bad ideas sink like a rock
Like Burst balloons
That fragment before one’s eyes
Like trial balloons
Ideas conceived, then undock
And float away
Like lover’s sighs…
Like helium balloons
before our very eyes…
poem by David Whalen
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Takin' It All Too Hard
No not this confused again
No not the same mistakes again.
You're taking it all to heart
You're taking it all too hard
Why can't you see what's going on?
I know you'd never admit
You would ever be to blame
Everything's a game to you
The old days are gone
And they're better left alone
I cannot help you, it's much too late
No not this confused again
No not the same mistakes again.
You're taking it all to heart
You're taking it all too hard
There's always a reason why it happened
You never never did anything wrong, but it
It just happened to fall apart
You're taking it all too hard
Now that it's dark, all of your fears,
Like shadows creeping around.
You're much too scared to look down
And it's lonely out on your own
The old days are gone
And they're better left alone
But I still miss you
I keep it to myself
Oh no not this confused again
Oh no not the same mistakes again
You're taking it all to heart
You're taking it all too hard
Oh no not this confused again
Oh no not the same mistakes again
You're taking it all to heart
You're taking it all too hard
You're taking it all to heart
You're taking it all too hard
song performed by by Genesis
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Looking At The Many People
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people,
Waiting to live a life they like.
The many people...
In a luxurized hype.
Looking at the people,
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.
Embittered and lamenting.
Looking at the many people.
Living venting and resenting.
Looking at the many people.
Condescending and offending.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.
Embittered and lamenting.
Looking at the many people.
Living venting and resenting.
Looking at the many people.
Condescending and offending.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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America Cries
America cries.
Her economy dies.
Killed by people you can't trust.
America cries as we bite the dust.
America cries. Now come the whys.
No one could see it?
You've got to be kidding.
America cries as the Neros were fiddling.
The capitalist system is so out of hand.
The capitalists have taken over our land.
What's left for us?
Not much you see
except more taxes for you and for me.
Lending and spending, spending and lending,
the crying and weeping will be never-ending.
America cries and says its goodbyes
to times of financial prosperity.
The financial sting that's played like a game
stock market crashes?
foreclosures to blame?
No. America you played into the hands.
They've dumbed us down so no one understands.
America cries. Where were the wise?
They left long ago and will not return.
America cries for she refuses to learn.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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