Act Like A Dog
Beg like a dog
as you search in the fog
for your blind sir
who'll give a mere quarter
to me for finding
you, in fright thats blinding.
I hope you plead and beg in the fog
Oh please, your acting like a frightened dog!
poem by Stephen Black
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Nothing us but only in between us
In finding you
I find me, in looking for you
You look for me, so in finding you finding me,
We finally find out, there is nothing us but only
You and me finding you and me, there is really
No us, just some things between us, always finding
You and me finding you always finding two
Not one, nothing one, but always two, a separate
You finding me and me finding you in this search in futility
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Constant strife
My feelings are strange
To my own heart.
I ponder and ponder
To find I’ll never
Know the reason why.
The sky looks the same
So does my habitat.
But deep inside I find
Something is changed.
And the change, it is
The strangest and the greatest
I ever experienced.
I am caught up
In a fight, the very fight
Between hope and despair.
For God, I plead
There be an end to it.
‘Cause I can’t take it
Even a moment more.
I begged despair
And did plead to hope
To stop this war.
Yet they play with my life
As if it were a mere plaything.
And none of them ready
To step down for me.
poem by Emily Angel
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With reasonable men, I will reason; with humane men I will plead; but to tyrants I will give no quarter, nor waste arguments where they will certainly be lost.
quote by William Lloyd Garrison
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With reasonable men, I will reason; with humane men I will plead; but to tyrants I will give no quarter, nor waste arguments where they will certainly be lost.
quote by William Lloyd Garrison
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Hope 'Love is
I have searched for the answer to the question what is love?
And I came to find out that love is hope.
The hope of finding someone who will understand you;
The hope that that same someone will not only accept the good in you but also your faults;
The hope that when you are intimate that your passion for one another transcends your souls.
The hope that even after you both are old and grey when you look at each other you still see beauty.
These are the things we all look for when we search for love.
So love is no more than hope.
Goodbye, City of Blinding Lights
Goodbye, City of Blinding Lights
You never were my friend
I was born to you, my sweetheart but
You'll never see my end
Goodbye, City of Blinding Lights
I never will forget
Your plastic hearts, your hair-styled queens
They linger in my head
Goodbye, City of Blinding Lights
You'll not blind me again
Now, I was caught up'n your beauty
For these sins I must repent
Goodbye, City of Blinding Lights
I leave you not for God
I leave you not for work, for sport
It's'cause everyone else cannot
poem by Matt Pocock
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1968 Talking About the Revolution
I took off my glasses
that I might see
I took off my shoes
that I might be
The one I was in search of
The one I never had
The one that by finding
I would be so glad
I took off my watch
so I wouldn't know the time
I took off to nature
hoping to find the sign
The one I was in search of
The one I never had
The one that by finding
I would be so glad
I started to take of my clothes
I thought the last distraction
Then luckily I realized - - -
This is just a poem- - - an abstraction
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Acting is not about being someone different. It's finding the similarity in what is apparently different, then finding myself in there.
quote by Meryl Streep
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A Love Me?
If my actions are blind to me
when others react
that reaction I take as blasphemy
unjustly given and a mystery.
If I am blind and not remember
when I kicked the dog
then the snarling dog
barking at me
seems totally unforeseen.
If often repeated
I apply doggie discipline
not seeing
that in each instance
my unremembered action of kicking the dog
is directly related to the dog
snarling at me.
If you are angry with me
and I fail to connect it to
what I just did
then I am truly blind
and can not see
that your anger
did not occur out of the blue
but came from the action
that came from me.
If this all applies to both of us
then anger reigns constantly.
So how to lament for love
when all I see, or all you see
is what each of us want
love to mean to each of us
ignoring
what love you have to give
and my own actions
which thwart the very love
I hope to receive.
So I concentrate
in talking with you
about what love means to me
therefore I am blind
to what love you need.
.
My blind eye
can only see
that you constantly deny me
the love I want
blinding me too to
the love you give.
You can't give a man food
who is hungry for love
and expect that food
will be Love's Fulfilling Metaphor.
You can't' expect that supporting your family
is Love's Fulfilling Activity
and a sufficient substitute.
The love we give indeed
must be love
not Love's Simplistic Acolytes.
You know I love you because
I work hard for you;
because I cook for you
because I care for the children for you
because I sacrifice for you
because I discipline the kids;
are all Love's
Poor Pale Subsitututes
and it's Frothy Placebos.
Love is not
the wedding ring
the pretty photo
the material things.
Love is its own mystery.
So, let's not ask
what is this Love:
ask instead
do you feel loved
by me?
That is Love's True Test
and, too,
more fulfilling.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I Hope for a Day
I hope for a day when people love you for what you are,
whey they are sad they search a friend not a bar.
i hope for a religion that just teaches you love and to forgive hate,
if you want to pray just smile and forget month and date.
i hope for a day when being good is the biggest qualification,
and loving all good and bad the only resolution.
i hope for a day when sun shines and you hear laughther all around you,
and a kid looking up and thinking why is this sky blue?
i hope for a day when maps are clean and earth not broken in countries,
and people finding there home everywhere and not cutting trees.
come close your eyes and hope with me,
pray for humanity and set us free.
you may say i hoping against hope and i am just mad,
i still hope for such a day when god is here, again,
and no one is SAD
poem by Aneesh Koul
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He is the creator and mediator
He that could speak and things appear right there,
that reached out His hand mightily over the universe,
He is the creator and also the mediator,
He who is blinding, who makes lightning bolts lash out,
did not save Himself for me a mere human,
He fell down from God to a mere man
and how can I explain His deepest love
that He still selflessly gives to everyone?
poem by Gert Strydom
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Melancholy Math of Life
First quarter is filled with doubts and fears.
Second quarter is infected with jabs and jeers.
Third quarter recoups these wasted years.
Last quarter reminisces lost smiles and cheers.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Redefine
Killing for the sacred one
Find the words and go beyond
Search for the word to find
Just follow me and redefine
Redefine
This will be the constant fear
That goes beyond the life-dead trail
Falls into the searching light
Falls to the bottom of this blind
Kill for the sacred one
Find the words and go beyond
Seach for the word to find
Just follow me and redefine
Redefine
This will be the constant fear
That goes beyond the life-dead trail
Falls into the searching light
Falls to the bottom of this blind
Finding the word
Please be the word
???
Wretched torture death dismay
Feed off the ones that go unto you
Finding the ones are sacred to you
Killing the souls and fighting the dead
We are the ones the coming of dread
The coming of dread
???
The temple which will do no good
The beast before will show you should
Search for the word to find
That penetrates the re-align
Redefine
This will be the constant fear
That goes beyond the life-dead trail
Falls into the searching light
Falls to the bottom of this blind
Search for the word to find
Just follow Me and redefine
song performed by by Obituary
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Were There Hope
I was never in a league of noble gentlemen
To whom she'd cast polite and flitting smiles,
Only distant hope and dying dreams for me!
Or perhaps descent into a game of wiles
To give a chance of sipping wine on heady nights
With her angelic presence to declare;
Above, an aura playing out hypnotic hues,
And I in awe of blonde cascades of hair.
But no! my tiring soul is sinking in a mire
To haunt me for an age and evermore, for
How could I expect to hold her silken hand
When I am but a soulless ghost of yore?
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Hope, hope?
Hope?
Never
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Love's Requiem
Confusion writhes around our hearts impatiently
It drains the faith that lights the dark and sets us free
From the chains of our war and the pain we once called love
The poison of doubt enslaves our minds and we bleed
We abandon the trust that kept us blind and disappear
Under the crimson wings of hate where the lost are safe
Until they love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
We pray to the serpent of delight desperately
The questions are answered and we try not to weep
Until we are sure we're suffering for love
In the dungeon of our dreams we're so weak
The promise made to be broken still haunts our sleep
We won't open our eyes afraid we would die for love again
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
The salvation we seek will be waiting us there
In the heart of darkness lonely and scared
With a promise of death for our love
And now that we're free from the chains of our dark love
I'm lost
And now that we're free from the chains of our dark love
I'm lost
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
Take me into your arms and sing me your beautiful song
Hold me until we're one and sing me you're beautiful song
The heart of darkness is hope of finding you there
And that hope will be our love's requiem
Take me into your arms and sing me your beautiful song
Hold me until we're one and sing me you're beautiful song...
song performed by by H.I.M.
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Here's A Quarter (Call Someone Who Cares)
You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone
Now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared
And you say you'd be happy if you could just come back home
Well here's a quarter, call someone who cares
CHORUS:
Call someone who'll listen and might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lines
Here's a quarter, call someone who cares
I thought what we had could never turn bad
So your leavin' caught me unaware
But the fact is you've run, girl that can't be undone
So here's a quarter, call someone who cares
REPEAT CHORUS
Yeah here's a quarter, call someone who cares
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Put A Quarter In The Jukebox
Man 1:
She said she'd always love me
She said she'd never leave me
Then I wake up this morning
She's gone without a warning
Man 2:
I know what you've been through, pal
My woman left me, too, pal
I'm drinking to what used to be
Here's a toast the drink's on me
Both:
What this joint needs is some music
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Man 1:
It feels just like a dream
We were such a winning team
Oh, I'm sure it's true that love is blind
Cause leaving never crossed my mind
Man 2:
Another round on me, pal
I feel the same you see, pal
It's hard to face this endless day
I've got to drink the hurt away
Both:
Hey this joint needs some more music
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Man 1:
What'll I do with the nights now that she's gone
Man 2:
And what'll I do when the nights go on and on and
Both:
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
Put a quarter in the jukebox
Both forget about her
Make the music louder
Someone put a quarter in the jukebox
And we'll sing our cares away
Tomorrow is another day
(repeat/fade)
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Could I ever be your hero?
In those desolate nights,
When life is of fright and fear,
The curtains waving dramatically,
The moon darkening slowly,
Could i ever be your hero?
The hours when your heart is slow,
Your mind so much in pain,
Giving up and losing all hope,
Trying to no avail,
Will i ever be your hero
The moments of your last breath,
Your skin becoming cold as ice,
Finding life in lifeless places,
The heart beat slowing down,
Could i ever be your hero?
When life turns back on you,
Seeing no bravery in yourself,
Finding no option or alternative,
Falling in a ditch of hot water,
Could i ever be your hero
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Human Touch
I know Ive just gotta get out of this place
I cant stand any more of that mechanical grace
Though you say its only industrial squeeze
It looks like luxury and feels like a disease
Oh give it to me, give it to me
I dont want to know much about much
Give it to me, give it to me
I need, I need, I need the human touch
Left with just a house to hold
Drinking your way to drydock
Its easy to break up a model citizen
Living in the state of shock
I just cant believe I am responsible for this
What the makeup hides cant be hidden with a kiss
When Im talking in tongues I go where you lead
I dont make you plead, oh I need you
How Id like to fix her in a picture of rage
How Id like to catch her when shes acting her age
But when shes laying stretched out on the floor
Its no mystery to me anymore
Chorus
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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I Search
I search for that something called an Identity
I search for the eternally dynamic being called 'me'
I search for that ever-elusive ray of Hope
That'll steady my walk on life's tightrope
I search for that stroke of Brilliance
That'll make me stand out among millions
I search for that much-needed Common Sense
That'll help me to decipher utter nonsense
I search for that slippery thing called Fame
That'll erase all my past memories of shame
I search for that quality called Tenacity
That'll help me cope with life's complexity
I search for that something called a Carefree Life
That'll remove me from worries and Danger's knife
I search for something called an Identity
And I still search for that being called 'me'
poem by Rony Patra
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