Basic Rules
Your body will rot and your mind has forgot
The reasons why it made me
Keeping me bound to your logic
Your looks
Childhood books
Survival, that’s me
Perception
Never free
poem by Christian Connor Schwantes
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Childhood Is...
Childhood is hanging your pictures on the refrigerator, and tea parties you always have to cater.
Childhood is chasing butterflies and picking flowers,
playing with blocks and making towers.
Childhood is hating nap time,
and thinking everything is always MINE
Childhood is crayons and coloring books,
Playing hide and go seek in all the right nooks.
Childhood is falling asleep to your favorite lullaby,
wishing you had wings so you could soar into the sky.
Childhood is only crying over a scrapped knee,
or being stung by a bumble bee
Childhood is thinking boys have cooties,
or your mom making you wear itchy booties.
Childhood is ruining mommy's new leather,
and making friends and keeping them forever.
Childhood finally ends,
When you start to grow up,
And not having to drink out of a sippy cup
poem by Shenika Vermaak
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Lose Again (live At The Royal Albert Hall, London, UK)
(karla bonoff)
Here's a song that i wish i'd sung before linda ronstadt
Sang it, this is a song that, perhaps you've never heard
Her sing it actually, it's by a very young and talented
Songwriter called karla bonoff. i don't know why i put it
In the act except i think it's really pretty. i hope you
Do too... thank you.
Save me
Free me from my heart this time
The train's gone down the track
And i, i've stayed behind
Nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But you're keeping me going
I know it's insane
'cause i love you and lose again
When the heart calls
The mind obeys
Oh, it knows better than me
If i hold on
Just one more day
Then maybe, babe, you'd hear me true
'cause nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But you're keeping me going
I know it's insane
Because i love you and lose again
Ooh, ooh
Nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But you're keeping me going
I know it's insane
'cause i love you and lose again
Because i love you and lose again
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Lose Again
(karla bonoff)
Heres a song that I wish Id sung before linda ronstadt
Sang it, this is a song that, perhaps youve never heard
Her sing it actually, its by a very young and talented
Songwriter called karla bonoff. I dont know why I put it
In the act except I think its really pretty. I hope you
Do too... thank you.
Save me
Free me from my heart this time
The trains gone down the track
And i, Ive stayed behind
Nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But youre keeping me going
I know its insane
cause I love you and lose again
When the heart calls
The mind obeys
Oh, it knows better than me
If I hold on
Just one more day
Then maybe, babe, youd hear me true
cause nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But youre keeping me going
I know its insane
Because I love you and lose again
Ooh, ooh
Nothing can free me
From this ball and chain
I made up my mind
I would leave today
But youre keeping me going
I know its insane
cause I love you and lose again
Because I love you and lose again
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Concealment And Covering
you conceal so many things
for so many reasons
you cover them
for so many ratiocinations
you cover you cup of coffee
so it may not get cold that easily
in the same manner you cover your cooking pot
so it may get hot earlier and at least fuel
you cover your ears perhaps because there's so much noise
you cover your head because it may be so hot or there may be rain
you cover your book to protect it from stains
you cover your furnitures because there is so much dust
you cover your body, your heart, your mind
for so many reasons
to each his own because we want to survive we want to live
we want to be just left to ourselves in our chosen privacies
no one has ever said that survival is a crime, a sin, a wrong,
it is the most fitting thing to do, and you must do it too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Loyalists Get Crowns Or Thorns
Being loyal is like a child
Clinging fast to its mother's hand.
It is a survival instinct,
Which honesty cannot command.
One is loyal for a target.
Loyalty is task specific,
Time bound and space bound in approach.
In its place enters no mercy.
Being loyal undermines shame,
Defers logic, ignores justice
And works against one's conscience.
A loyalist might succeed or succumb.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The more I work with the body, keeping my assumptions in a temporary state of reservation, the more I appreciate and sympathize with a given disease. The body no longer appears as a sick or irrational demon, but as a process with its own inner logic and wisdom.
quote by George MacDonald
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My Childhood Garden
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
lush and green
it was so happy it made me scream
my joy and hopes
and all my mopes
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
with the ups and downs
when i jumped i could not touch the ground
with my purle ponys
it made it homey
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
flying high
with the little lies
the grass fine
up in the sky my kite
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
now in the past
i now know that it can never last
now as i get taller
it was differnt when i was smaller
my childhood garden
poem by Danielle Eager
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The more I work with the body, keeping my assumptions in a temporary state of reservation, the more I appreciate and sympathize with a given "disease." The body no longer appears as a sick or irrational demon, but as a process with its own inner logic and wisdom.
quote by Thomas Arnold Mindell
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Antipoet
and with a blast of silence
i experience all and nothing
and become further consciousness
a place where the chains of perception are lifted
and I am free out of mind and body
the walls are burning down around me
and I am nowhere
poem by Jerome Moore
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Logic suffers
Desire blurs the logic.
Passion wounds the logic.
Fear maims the logic.
Rage kills the logic.
They spring from instincts
To protect the self
And hence ignore the logic.
Logic is meant for the third person.
24.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet: There Are Reasons for All Things
There must be reasons for the shaking leaves;
There must be reasons for the swaying trees;
There must be reasons for the drying sheaves;
There must be reasons causing any breeze.
There must be reasons for the waves at sea;
There must be reasons for ripples in pond;
There must be reasons for the sea briny;
There must be reasons for a mutual bond.
There must be reasons for the changing climes;
There must be reasons for both drought and rain;
There must be reasons for good and bad times;
There must be reasons for a boon or bane.
There must be reasons for all things on earth;
But not much reasons why men sin since birth!
poem by John Celes
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Im Set Free
(reed)
Ive been set free and Ive been bound
To the memories of yesterdays clouds
Ive been set free and Ive been bound
And now Im set free
Im set free
Im set free to find a new illusion
Ive been blinded but
Now I can see
What in the world has happened to me
The prince of stories who walk right by me
And now Im set free
Im set free
Im set free to find a new illusion
Ive been set free and Ive been bound
Let me tell you people
What I found
I saw my head laughing
Rolling on the ground
And now Im set free
Im set free
Im set free to find a new illusion
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Why do people behave in the ways, they do? (A prose poem)
I cannot understand
why most people behave
in the ways they do at present?
I certainly cannot accept
their logic, reasons, excuses
for doing so, all the time!
But I know that all can
well, certainly behave better,
and still derive pleasure
in life on earth, nevertheless:
Yet, keeping God’s tenets
flawlessly, at the same time.
For,
Words, both good and bad
come out of the same heart
of man by similar efforts;
Deeds, both good and evil
need the same energy and plan
for their execution.
So,
Why can’t people speak and do
the better things in life,
in better ways,
as per their conscience,
even if they cannot
believe in God
or in a superior power
that made us all?
The result is that
one can live naturally,
by free will and yet,
serve the unknown
Lord of the mighty universe,
whether you accept
the truth or not.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 03-11-11
poem by John Celes
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Never could you hide from...
1. Never could you hide from
Years, passed in turn.
Childhood is left for
Adult's life by all.
R.: But the school desk
I'm dreaming,
And the school books
I'm reading,
I remember all the teachers
One by one.
And the freckled girl is crying
From my childhood, when I'm
Trying to recall in mind the old time.
2. If you know, the childs
Try to grow fast,
Being in hurry
Turn to man, at last.
R.
3. We feel being tighted
In the golden age,
But we long for childhood,
When it comes to end.
R.
song, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Box
Box
by Ted L Glines
working working
no time to play
postpone your dreams
for another day
eternity waits
an endless stage
for your childish glee
or dreams of rage
children know
magickal places
dragons and elves
grins on their faces
but growing up
is serious stuff
put your childhood away
learn how to bluff
living by logic
from man-made books
kills your soul
under pious looks
an empty life
is something built
one day at a time
from fears and guilt
growing misuses
drown childhood gladness
replaced with abuses
of adult sadness
rushing your life
schedules and clocks
all of it ends
in a fancy box
going to heaven
or that place of screams
such an awful waste
for the soul with no dreams
poem by Ted L Glines
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Freedom Now
They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping soo hed die
That his body and spirit would waste away
And soon after that his mind
But every day is born a fool
One who thinks that he can rule
One who says tomorrows mine
One who wakes one day to find
The prison doors open the shackles broken
And chaos in the street
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping his memoryd die
That the people forget how he once led
And fought for justice in their lives
But every day is born a man
Who hates what he cant understand
Who thinks the answer is to kill
Who thinks his actions are gods will
And he thinks hes free free free free
Yes he thinks hes free free free free
He thinks hes free free free free
Soon must come the day
Whe the righteous have their way
Unjustly tried are free
And people live in peace I say
Give the man release
Go on and set your conscience free
Right the wrongs you made
Even a fool can have his day
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Free our bodies free our minds
Free our hearts
Freedom for everyone
And freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Things Happen For Their Reasons
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Things happen for their reasons.
And,
What is there to say...
That can excuse mistakes away.
Stop that need to medicate.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why waste time in prolonged debates.
Thing happen for their reasons.
What is the purpose for seeking escapes.
Things happen for their reasons.
Acceptance eases,
The facing of one's fate.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Stop that need to feed on grief.
Things happen for their reasons.
Why squeeze a healing wound to bleed.
Things happen for their reasons
They happen for their reasons.
And aging doesn't make one safe.
Or offer escapades as a gateway to charade.
Things happen for their reasons.
They happen for their reasons.
Things happen for their reasons.
And there is no need to make excuses,
For the obviousness...
Of those mistakes made.
Even while one ages,
With a life reminisced played on many stages...
Try their best to gracefully accept,
Things happen for their reasons.
And those experienced,
Eventually see this.
Things happen for their reasons.
And in the living of one's life...
A discovery reveals,
Those reasons with insight.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Perceptive Youth
The zeal of perception is vaster than the lake of peace,
Forces gain the hands of collective might, to overthrow their tin.
The tin connects to wires of metallic flesh,
And electric help fires at the roofs of decorations.
What is the celebration now that you survive?
The survival of the worst sinners pervades as youth,
The growth of their bones manages my uproar.
A young man and frolicsome children adore the folly
Of a station of law, that law that counts beyond the books.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Perception
Trust and faith
in what I believe
comes to me
through all I perceive.
If I perceive myself
as free,
then that is what
I always will be.
If I perceive
that everything's fine,
then my perception
is a grand design
that takes me above
the chaos and fear.
It becomes nothing
to which I adhere.
If I perceive
that I'm in control,
then my perception is
a midnight's stroll
that leads me to find
great peace within.
It completes the perception
my vision lets in.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Logic is not a body of doctrine, but a mirror-image of the world. Logic is transcendental.
quote by Ludwig Wittgenstein
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