Eye Can't Lie!
Non verbal signals, Understand the pupils,
When these are bigger, smaller and normal,
One is attracted to another, the iris open wider,
Black grape balls in the white eye balls glitter.
Look at the eyes and the eyes don't lie,
When the pupils are shrunk to the beat,
Of sorrow and sadness, though have a false smile,
Eyes speak thousand of mute words,
To show the expression of their minds,
When we are happy these are dilated,
When we are sad these are constricted,
When we are intoxicated and feel happy and sad,
These are either dilated or constricted,
As if the iris controls the light to control our emotion,
When we are lifeless, the eyes still speak the truth,
Pupils are dilated as if the Iris found the truth in light.
When we are dead, the pupils are big,
As If the happiness is found in that last breath.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Truth Wisdom Read In Mind's Eye
the iris is the orb
of our eyes
foretelling future
possibilities
when eyes
cannot lie
in pupil
non verbal signals
pupils expand
wider to iris
embrace attractions
contract when
suffering pain
sorrow sadness
happy dilated
sad constricted
eyes are
never mute
in multiplicity
mind expressions
the light
in our eyes
is a sparkle
of truth
every thought
breath truth
in eyes
must mirror
Inspired by the poem ‘Eye Can't Lie! ' by veeraiyah subbulakshmi
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Illusory Correlation
The shadow of the world—Pours in my eyes—
An inky blackness—To fill my dilated pupils—
To cover the ephemeral flashes—With colors—
The kaleidoscopic kind—Stained mirror glass—
My eyelids close—Clattering over them—
Smearing the atramentous penumbras—Like a fumage—
I write a charcoal line—Until it leaks and drips—
As an oil over sensations—That crash into the waves they are—
Outside the aperture of my sight—Clouding in the fog—
Of subconscious misunderstanding—Is my eclipsing iris—
Folding with its lens—As it snaps to trap light—
From the binding blindness—Of asymmetrical blotting—
Tainting the white—By cracking shatters of veins—
And clotting, jaundiced pigments—Of muted behavior—
This youthful, opaque perception—Is an abstruse, open, invisible window—
With its melting shards of broken glass—Cutting through—
What I thought—
Would puncture you—
What I thought—
You'd see—
poem by Tim Stensloff
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White Girl
The white girl came to an expected end
after she took Charlie as a friend.
There was only one way for her to go
when she slid that slope of snow.
You could plainly see her slow demise
with dilated pupils and reddened eyes.
Her lack of appetite and loss of weight,
incessant talking which wouldn’t abate.
She ground her teeth and couldn’t keep still
and giggled on to her next tripping pill.
Rhubarb and custard, and snappers too
left her vomiting and asleep in the loo.
Everyone knew that this couldn’t go on,
but she was out of it and too far gone.
One morning she was found out of her head
and died of an overdose in a hospital bed.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Without You Here
I quit lookin at the clock,
it will only bring me down and it wont bring you here.
If I pulled out all the stops and a little less in my hair,
could I bring you here is my favorite white bic light,
it can undark every night and keep it with you close
as I wave your eastbound plane away
Too scared to PRAY my eyes are too dilated to see without you here I feel my fear [x2]
without you here I feel my fear
I don't wanna rock, I wanna roll on top,
of you and I let go with me to second street and A as we tear up the place,
I miss your pretty face
Too scared to PRAY my eyes are too dilated to see without you here I feel my fear [x2]
without you here I feel my fear [x4]
song performed by by Eve 6
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Eyes in the Darkness
Eyes in the darkness
Dilate to look beyond
The shadows that bathe
The surfaces that surround
Them. Blindness provides
A deeper reason to see.
When the light is found,
The pupils shrink to pin-points
Swallowed in a vein-cracked white.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Dry Eyes
three continuous days
of dilating the pupils
and closure of eyes
strange...pronounced
the assistant, how long
do your pupils take to dilate
finally considering the half dilation
after more than the usual time
the doctor summons with a smile
focuses concentrated flash light
wonders why the vision suddenly gets blurred
preceding blinding flashes of light
which to the neurologist was
a problen that needed prolonged medication
which when taken for five months
threw up the zombie in me
fear gripping every move
phobia to go about even normal activities
day two off to another specialist
field tests and stuff like that
administered twice over
because of a suspected anamoly
at the peripheri that finally led to
a retina specialist who after several
probings and focusing pronounces
'you suffer from extreme dryness
of eyes, and we need to generate tears!
it was such a relief but
what intrigues me most is,
how unwittingly i became tearless!
where must have i spent them all?
what if i wanted to cry?
for,
tears best connect us to the world...
and best cleanse us!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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And The Teacher Goes Out!
He sits alone; they think he is dull,
In the last desk of the class; he paints
a world of his own-a teacher enters!
His eyes brighten once again, a sheer
hope of determination brings back the
glee as the pupils change their color
from the former noisy bees to submissive
sloths. Once again he hopes the teacher
will look at him, will advise or appreciate
like he glorifies the star pupils.
The teacher stands, there is a bewildering
silence, he turns the pages as he moves
forward, waves of joy arise in the heart
of the urchin for he has waited all these
days to be loved, to be cared and granted
like the other pupils. A question is posed
and the clever ones shout in a hundred
thunders, amidst which his answer is lost
just like the ripples which arise and vanish
quickly. The bell rings and without a single
glimpse into the eyes of the urchin, the
teacher goes out! !
poem by Saket Suman
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Red Pupils And A Pretty Face
Red pupils and,
a pink iris
hands so soft
and yellowing at the end
pink lips
white face
little hips
as white as lace
a soft kiss
and a subtle race
poem by Rez rabbit
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The Impression
over a cup of coffee
you begin to talk about social studies
her eyes gaping wide
her pupils dilated
it's about a woman depressed
her husband left her
for another man
crazy, she laughs, she cries
she sobs
she loves him still, despite
crazy, she laughs, she cries, she sobs
we are alone now
as i get another cup
she warns
i may not be able to sleep tonight
caffeine is inconsistent with
contentment
lousy, i am lousy
i said to myself as i leave and close the door behind me
she opens a book
and hides her blush.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Climbing You
I want to understand the steep thing
that climbs ladders in your throat.
I can't make sense of you.
Everywhere I look you're there--
a vast landmark, a volcano
poking its head through the clouds,
Gulliver sprawled across Lilliput.
I climb into your eyes, looking.
The pupils are black painted stage flats.
They can be pulled down like window shades.
I switch on a light in your iris.
Your brain ticks like a bomb.
In your offhand, mocking way
you've invited me into your chest.
Inside: the blur that poses as your heart.
I'm supposed to go in with a torch
or maybe hot water bottles
& defrost it by hand
as one defrosts an old refrigerator.
It will shudder & sigh
(the icebox to the insomniac).
Oh there's nothing like love between us.
You're the mountain, I am climbing you.
If I fall, you won't be all to blame,
but you'll wait years maybe
for the next doomed expedition.
poem by Erica Jong
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Natasha in the Snow
For Natasha Richardson 2009
Beneath the snow
lie rocks and stones
that have no surprises
but hardness.
Beneath the skull
lie blood and bone
that hide possibilities
in softness.
Two surfaces collide
in chance and time
spaces are filled
with the heaviness
and swell of blood
pressure pushing tight
Cranium restrictive
enclosed and held
brain coning
no oxygen drive
to breath
no ventricle beat
to pulse
Pupils fixed and dilated
no more response
no more subtle irony
nothing more
no-one.
poem by M.L. Emmett
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Sleep
Encased pupils rapidly moving
Erstwhile yawns extend to snoring
Bliss setting in to dreaming
Some humans airily walking
Some humans merrily talking
Aperture on the iris best awaiting
The mind early or late signalling
Sun light the iridic doors feeling
The physique getting to a refreshed living
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Right between my underpants
Just before opening the draw
big green eyes with black pupils
peep at me.
Right between my underpants
Felix has made his nest
and yawns with an open mouth
so that his white teeth shows.
When I get a pair of underpants out
the black and white cat
watches me amused,
as if now
he knows some of my secrets.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Thousand Steps To Nowhere
Iris
A thousand steps
Paperman
Obviously
Iris
The jewish cemetery
Paperman
It may come in handy
Iris
Let me get him. your heart
Paperman
Stay here
A thousand steps to nowhere
That is all I see
This night is asking questions
Where and what for me
A thousand miles from henny
Who warned me from the start
I feel foolhardy, I miss sardis
Thought I was so smart
Chorus
Down is up, up is down
Thats just life in kinja town
The natives and the castaways
Thats just life for me these days
Henny
Ive had it with this weather
My skin is pale as bleach
Im heading back to kinja
And stretch out on the beach
My past is in these boxes
All clean and neatly packed
No time for sorrow, I leave tomorrow
Theres no turning back
No turning back, Im island bound
I want to turn from white to brown
Sing and dance to calypso songs
Trade in this mink for a pink sarong
Iris
I really do admire him
And what hes taking on
This island and these crazies
But I fear hell soon be gone
Cant let myself fall for him
A terrible mistake
Hes got henny, Im one too many
This time my heart could break
Chorus
A thousand steps to nowhere
That is all I see
Paperman
My heart is pounding madly
Iris
Mine too, wont let me be
A thousand reasons not to
Paperman
Strange but oh so true
Im behaving
Iris
Youre not past saving
A thing we both should do
Henny
Cause hes happy
Duet
Down is up, up is down
Henny
I understand
Duet
Thats just life in kinja town
Henny
Cause hes my man
Duet
The natives and the castaways
Thats just life for us these days
Henny
Cause hes happy
Duet
Down is up, up is down
Henny
I understand
Duet
Thats just life in kinja town
Henny
Cause hes my man
Duet
The natives and the castaways
Ensemble
Thats just life for us these days
Thats just life for us these days
Paperman
Gilbert come and prime the pump
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Kept In The Dark
Black days for humanity
Suffer the pain, the futility
Select few with immunity
Not the case for the majority
Eyes that pierce the world restrained
Healthy will to reveal contained
Questions search for truth remains
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
Words of power start to infect
Must see through must disconnect
Word of truth we all elect
If truth is dead then resurrect
Green is all that they can see
Their only link with reality
Who controls the monopoly?
Exploitation done professionally
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
song performed by by Xentrix
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Kept In The Dark
Black days for humanity
Suffer the pain, the futility
Select few with immunity
Not the case for the majority
Eyes that pierce the world restrained
Healthy will to reveal contained
Questions search for truth remains
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
Words of power start to infect
Must see through must disconnect
Word of truth we all elect
If truth is dead then resurrect
Green is all that they can see
Their only link with reality
Who controls the monopoly?
Exploitation done professionally
What is it you wanna see?
What is it you wanna hear?
Control is all that it can be
Control is what we all should fear
What is it to be?
Is it life or authenticity?
Black is truth or is it white?
Kept in the dark, cannot see the light
song performed by by Xentrix
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Punishment and reward
A toffee was given after each caning.
Some pupils took toffee as reward.
Some pupils took caning as punishment.
They grew up to be busy or lazy.
27.03.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You are disappointed? You thought...
You are disappointed? You thought that in peace we
Would part to the sound of a requiem, a swan-song?
You counted on grief, with your pupils dilated,
Their invincibility trying in tears on?
At the mass from the vaults then the murals had crumbled,
By the play on the lips of Sebastian shaken…
But tonight to my hatred all seems drawn-out dawdling,
What a pity there is not a whip for my hatred!
In darkness, collecting its wits instantaneously,
It knew without thinking: it would plough it over-
That it's time; that a suicide would be superfluous;
That this too would have been of a tortoise-like slowness.
poem by Boris Pasternak
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Tease
You really like me I can tell
To hug and to kiss you do love as well
Am I attracted to you?
For that I do not know
Maybe in time to come, a mind game though
I pull her near, fairest amongst
And deep breathes from her nostrils heard
She touches me close as tilted her head
Into my eyes stared
Gently she strokes
She would not speak
And blinks, not in these times of pleasure
A little parted her glittering lips
And her crimson tongue out lurks
Drawn near and her dilated eyes she close
I smell her neck and into her ears whispers
A peck on her forehead I can only afford
poem by Nicholas Boateng
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Ducks love Chocolate!
Ducks love chocolate anytime everyday,
They buy it, eat it, especially in May,
One day the ducks ate it in the class,
Then the teacher hurt them which was a lark.
The next day the pupils sued him as he used a spank,
The money went to the pupils which put it in their bank,
The wanted to spend it but then they thought twice,
Then spent it on chocolate which is very nice.
poem by Dotty Ducks
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