Bus Poem #14: Materialism
Question: How does cold weather affect subway service?
Answer: It makes it colder.
poem by Robert Dickerson
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Must Be No!
No is no! that is what the answer must be
Before I destroy my soul and ruin my destiny
If I think an action might corrupt my virtue or my soul
Then the answer to that question, must always be no.
Never ever will I answer with a maybe or even a yes
When I know that someday that sin I must confess
Though I might not know alot but one thing I do know
When it conflicts my pride and honor, the answer is no.
My reputation and my values is what makes myself me
It is how that I am known from what others do see
So could I lie or cheat to cause others pain or woe
The answer to that question, will always be no.
No is no! and the question must end their
As I wont say yes to cause any sorrow or despair
I will not steal or rob from a friend or even a foe
And the answer to that question, is once again no.
Though I might meet with temptation or evil or corruption
It might enter my brain which will cause a disruption
But then one day I know my past it will unfold
And I will feel proud in those times, that I did say no.
A poor man has nothing a rich man has his wealth
But that will not send a soul to either heaven or hell
So will I lie or use to deceive either the young or the old
Once again to that answer, it will always be no.
poem by Randy McClave
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His Answer To My Question Was A Question
His answer to my question
Was a question
My answer to his reply
Was returned
With another question
The game of
Answering and asking
Questions
Did not end
Till I questioned
The very motive
Of our conversation
We came to the conclusion
How to pass time?
Was the biggest question
Asking questions
And creating confusion
Was the answer
So we passed our time
Asking and answering questions
The question now is
Whether we did right or wrong?
The answer is
Why ask a useless question?
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Please Song
Please
Bring me
Some warm weather
Please
Warm my body
With the sun
Because I can't stand the cold weather
Anymore
And
The cold weather makes me shiver
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Question
I don't have the answer
So why ask me, why?
Why do you ask me a question
When there is no reply?
As though the answer was this?
Did you know all along?
That so much space
Is weighed down in white silence
Who told you these things?
These imagined replies?
To the unanswered question
The question why?
There is no reply
But bad weather
Rough roads
There is no reply
Leave the rain alone
There is no reply
No reply
No answer to why
Leave the question alone
No face in the sky
No key to the door
No there is nothing, but nothing
So leave nothing alone
And turn round and go home
Watch the sea from your window
The waves rise and fall
Nothing but madness
And nothing at all! !
The moon's silver crescent
No time to recall
What is left
What is deaf
What is blind
To ritual?
To sign?
There's no pattern no season
No face in the wall
No reason too reasonable
To make no sense at all!
There is no reply
To pain
Love lost
To prayer
Why ask me these questions?
When there's no answer there?
yvette m smith july 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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It Really Never Was...
the day is getting darker
painting shadows on the wall
broken wings of blue skies
going for a moment
everything's now in the evening
with longings in the deep
and wishes still not happening
the winter
glasses with frosty roses
and perfect days in somberness
in the white weather
every thought
is now alone
reaching to the mountains
faraway
in silences of time
every hour
is cold and getting colder
with drifting clouds
in northern skies
that can't hold back
how do I not be alone
when times are like these
how do I not feel the blues
when the clouds surrounds me
with few landings
into summer thoughts
every hour
is cold and getting colder
with drifting clouds
in northern skies
that can't hold back
the winter
comes soft and sweet
with clean glisten thoughts
and snowflakes that never stop pouring...
when it gets cold outside
the winter
oh the winter
how fresh it can get
how cold it can get
it really never was...
full of romantic
it just has these surprises
in the weather
that can't hold back
the clouds that surrounds me
it really never was...
just the winter
it really never was...
just the winter
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Question
Looking for question: have you got one?
Hungry for question: will you give one?
Looking for question
O Yeah
Looking for question
Because
God gives the answer.
God gives the answer
In so many ways!
That’s why
Looking for question
O Yeah
Searching for question.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Souls Of Weather
In spring as we shed our clothes
The humble trees wear robes of green
We thank god that winter has left
How a wonderful weather it is
How a merry scene it is
But what can the servants of god do
Of the scorching hot air that arrives on our doorsteps when may fades
O how unwelcoming it is
It makes us forgive the cold biting weather
It makes the servants raise up their hands to thy lord and say;
''May winter come on fragrant winds
And bind us in its cruel cold wings''
poem by Saba Sheikh
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Shivery
This cold cold weather, bids me not
to energetic spree
I stand and shiver, wondering how
To warm that cold cold me
If only I could make a start
It would not be bad it seems.
But somehow I just linger on
And do it, in my dreams.
My ideas are brilliant
They are plain to see
But ho, this cold cold weather
Does waste my time for me.
So What Makes Desire Of All Kinds?
So what makes one desire
What is that which propagates interest
What makes us love to rest?
Or love to rise, love to run and love to walk?
What makes us love to talk?
How do you decide what you like?
Everyone is different, but how do we arrive
At the conclusion of what we like, or from what do we derive
Enjoyment, what makes it fun, why ride a bike?
Why play a video game, why take a nature hike?
What makes us like heat or cold
Or love to buy that is sold?
How do we decide our own interests?
What is it that I do to digress?
From reality- and the pervasive question
Why? this is my source of depression
Loss of identity, what do i like and why?
What makes me love the sky
At sunset, what makes it beautiful?
The final question i must ask is just
Just what is love? and makes us love?
Why do I love her, was it all a dream
What is love? ! Not what does it SEEM? !
poem by David Knox
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Forgetting search
Forgetting search
I answered
The question present
That is unanswered.
A hint of answer
Question sidetrack
People fled away
Not knowing
What is question
And what is answer.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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My Question for M lady Fay
There is a question I must pose
In the vain hope that someone knows
Who’s willing to enlighten me.
Before my birth where would I be
This question always puzzles me
and when I die where do I go.
I have asked priests who hesitate
to answer me, they vacillate.
Because in truth they do not know.
They quote their Holy Book to me
But I have looked and cannot see.
The answer that I seek to find.
Why is it that they pretend to know
from whence I came and where I go.
And yet they will not answer me.
My question is a simple one
I make it clear to everyone.
But no one seems to understand.
The truth is what I seek to know
From whence I came where do I go.
Will somebody please answer me.
20-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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What is knowledge
What is knowledge
Who is there to explain.
This common question
Has no answer.
I undertake not to put
Any other question
Till the answer availabe.
The answer that is available
Is not applicable.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Star Of Bethlehem (feat. Neil Young)
(Neil Young)
Ain't it hard when you wake up in the morning
And you find out that those other days are gone?
All you have is memories of happiness
Lingerin' on.
You might wonder who can I turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
All your dreams and your lovers won't protect you,
They're only passing through you in the end.
They'll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
And wait for you to come back again.
You might wonder who I can turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
From that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of Bethlehem
Wasn't a star at all.
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Colder In The Rain
Feeling confused about the things that i have seen
Nothing seems to be real everything's a dream
Which causes me to question
What life really means
This is our world
Can't take no more
I'm breaking, help me
Tell me where to go
In time i'm gonna find my own sweet way
My tears will dry
I don't know why
It's getting colder in the rain
But the summertime
Got left behind
And there's no one else to blame
Sitting here thinking about the place we're going to
Not knowing where or what might happen if we both flew
Even though I know i've made mistakes
I will learn from every one
This is awful
Can't take no more
I'm breaking, help me
Tell me where to go
In time i'm gonna find my own sweet way
My tears will dry
I don't know why
It's getting colder in the rain
But the summertime
Got left behind
And there's no one else to blame
My tears will dry (Tears will dry)
I don't know why
It's getting colder in the rain (Colder in the rain)
But the summertime
Got left behind
And there's no one else to blame (Yeah)
And there's no one else to blame........
My tears will dry (My tears will dry)
I don't know why
It's getting colder in the rain (Colder in the rain)
But the summertime (Summertime)
Got left behind
And there's no one else to blame
(No one else to blame)
My tears will dry (my tears will dry)
I don't know why (I don't know why)
It's getting colder in the rain (Colder in the rain)
But the summertime (Summertime)
Got left behind (Got left behind)
And there's no one else to blame
(There's no one else to blame)
My tears will dry (yeah)
I don't know why (I don't know)
It's getting colder in the rain (Colder in the rain)
But the summertime (Summertime)
Got left behind (Got left behind)
And there's no one else to blame (Ooh-ooh)
song performed by by Sugababes
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The monitor
Who is absent?
With all due respect
the question is rhetorical
and the answer is me.
With all due respect
the question is didactic
and the answer is you?
With all due respect
the question is metaphysical
and the answer is all of us?
With all due respect
the question is present
and its meaning absent?
Fatal?
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Cant Answer You Anymore
Something came from nothing today
While I was saying no
So dont you knock on my door
Cause I cant answer you anymore
Absence makes the heart grow far
Stayin away from the people
Was a question before
But I cant answer you anymore
Stepped to the sea ?
I did everything right
For somebody that does everything wrong
So I go from coast to coast
Over the hawthorne bridge
To the one I adore
You asked me what Im looking for
But I cant answer you anymore
No I cant answer you anymore
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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I Will Be Grateful For This Day
I will be grateful for this day that God gave me
That is full of sunshine during this winter day that is cold at the same Time
But I wished that God would take the cold back with him and leave me with the warm weather
But maybe it will be too hot when he brings the warm weather
So I will have to live with the cold weather for now
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Star Of Bethlehem
(neil young)
Aint it hard when you wake up in the morning
And you find out that those other days are gone?
All you have is memories of happiness
Lingerin on.
You might wonder who can I turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
All your dreams and your lovers wont protect you,
Theyre only passing through you in the end.
Theyll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
And wait for you to come back again.
You might wonder who I can turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
From that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of bethlehem
Wasnt a star at all.
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Star Of Bethlehem
Aint it hard when you wake up in the morning
And you find out that those other days are gone?
All you have is memories of happiness
Lingerin on.
You might wonder who can I turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
All your dreams and your lovers wont protect you,
Theyre only passing through you in the end.
Theyll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
And wait for you to come back again.
You might wonder who I can turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
Yet still a light is shining
From that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of bethlehem
Wasnt a star at all.
song performed by by Neil Young
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A Song Of Winter Weather
It isn't the foe that we fear;
It isn't the bullets that whine;
It isn't the business career
Of a shell, or the bust of a mine;
It isn't the snipers who seek
To nip our young hopes in the bud:
No, it isn't the guns,
And it isn't the Huns --
It's the MUD,
MUD,
MUD.
It isn't the melee we mind.
That often is rather good fun.
It isn't the shrapnel we find
Obtrusive when rained by the ton;
It isn't the bounce of the bombs
That gives us a positive pain:
It's the strafing we get
When the weather is wet --
It's the RAIN,
RAIN,
RAIN.
It isn't because we lack grit
We shrink from the horrors of war.
We don't mind the battle a bit;
In fact that is what we are for;
It isn't the rum-jars and things
Make us wish we were back in the fold:
It's the fingers that freeze
In the boreal breeze --
It's the COLD,
COLD,
COLD.
Oh, the rain, the mud, and the cold,
The cold, the mud, and the rain;
With weather at zero it's hard for a hero
From language that's rude to refrain.
With porridgy muck to the knees,
With sky that's a-pouring a flood,
Sure the worst of our foes
Are the pains and the woes
Of the RAIN,
THE COLD,
AND THE MUD.
poem by Robert William Service
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