Gust no Gale
Heavy handed wind protest the quiet arrangement of my yard
Redecorate as you please disturbing as you are
Leer The aftermath of a childhood prank
Barking branches Shake my sleep
Gust my thoughts my think
close your disturbing howl
Muddled couch bound and Confused
Ill stay inside for now
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I got to read some writings by serial killers, and they got inside my head. They were quite disturbing. I read disturbing stuff about that very detached way of manipulating people to do things.
quote by Ralph Fiennes
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Heavy Metal Universe
We're the masters of the wind
We're demons left in howl
we're the undefeated warriors
we have heard the call
We're the keepers and the leaders
of the only thing we love
we're the saviours
and protectors from above
In your sky there is no limit
and masters we have none
heavy metal is the only one
'cause its heavy metal universe
an it's never going down
flying 'cross the universe
we're heavy metal bound
we're heavy metal bound
With a burning hot desire
like a supersonic blast
we have come to show the world
that we have come to last
There ain't no way to stop us
and you'll never kill our pride
'cause it's not only music
it's a chosen way of life
And our world has got no borders
and in union we all stand
'cause heavy metal is our promissed land
'cause it's a heavy metal universe
with a heavy metal sound
masters of the thunder
shake you to the ground
It's a heavy metal bomber
and it's never going down
flying 'cross the universe
we're heavy metal bound
we're heavy metal bound
See my hands held to the sky
let me rock you 'till forever
raise your voice we're soaring high
swear allegance now or never
burning up we build a flame
as we speak the oath togheter
metal is our way forever...
... way forevermore
And our world has got no borders
and in union we all stand
'cause heavy metal is our promissed land
'cause it's a heavy metal universe
with a heavy metal sound
masters of the thunder
shake you to the ground
it's a heavy metal bomber
and it's never going down
flying 'cross the universe
we're heavy metal bound
we're heavy metal bound
song performed by by Gamma Ray
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Delayed Reaction for M'lady Tara
The grey dawn breaks over the sea
I watch and wonder wearily,
Why is it when I close my eyes?
Then sudden storms of thoughts arise.
Ideas that circle ceaselessly
disturbing my serenity.
I try to sleep to no avail my
my every effort doomed to fail
Yet when my clock emits its beep.
My mind decides it’s time to sleep.
But I can’t sleep its time to rise
and face the day with bleary eyes.
I do not know why this should be.
Can anyone enlighten me?
20-Aug-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Your position
To me,
Some are nothing,
Some are pleasing,
Some are tempting
But only you,
Who’re intoxicating.
You are
To many, nothing,
To some, pleasing,
To a few, disturbing
But only to me,
You’re maddening.
To you
Many are nothing,
Some are interesting,
A few are inspiring
But only I,
Who am disturbing.
It is not your fault;
It is my vulnerability.
It is not my fault:
It is your magnetizing.
Let fate be put to be at fault.
05.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Should doubt knock at your doorway, just say to those skeptical, disturbing, rebellious thoughts, I propose to stay with my faith, with the faith of my people.
quote by Thomas S. Monson
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Personalized Garbage
What better day is it than today,
To trash and put out on the curb...
All disturbing nonsense.
Every single bit of it.
Without a need to start an argument.
Like a chore over time that has been ignored,
Sack all that crap stored...
To get rid of it.
And set it out to stay away permanently....
From your front door.
And if it should be passed as you leave,
To get some fresh air inhaled and exhaled to breathe...
Don't acknowledge you are familiar with it.
If you do recognize this as personalized garbage,
Again it will be yours to reluctantly admit.
What better day is it than today,
To trash and put out on the curb...
All disturbing nonsense.
Every single bit of it.
Without a need to start an argument.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fallen Leaves
A gentle
breeze
blew leaves
upon your
tree.
They clung
to the
branches,
refusing
to
surrender.
A violent
storm
appeared,
beat
against
your
branches.
Disturbing
the
leaves.
They
held
firm,
until
they
couldn't
hold
any
longer.
The
pressures
of life, so
great
they fell
away
crying.
poem by Heather Burns
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Among Others Up To It.
that what?
that dog was woofed on me
and am I supposed to be offended
on entire a world?
and let him bark!
for me it even isn't disturbing.
I did extra earplugs
in ears, isn't ringing.
I can`t hear nothing.
and I have the peace.
I after all, lacked it.
and the dog will bark and...
' the dog for him licked the muzzle...'
dog is from barking,
among others.
poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
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It ill becomes a carpenter to be heavy-handed, a smith to be shake-handed, or a physician to be tenderhearted.
Well, sometimes if I go out to dinner with my family, people will come up to me and put their hand across my plate for me to shake, sometimes when I have a bite of food in my mouth. I find this a bit disturbing.
quote by Abdul Qadeer Khan
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The quiet from the road
I wonder will they bring the quiet back from the road;
The quiet where the trees fingers reach the sky,
Quiet of the graceful geese sweeping by,
Quiet of an airplane shadowed above,
Peace of the fence line's lowly shrub.
The low keening of a coyote's howl,
More silent preening of the wild fowl,
The quiet of water in trembling spring,
But silence above everything else seen-
And I wonder will silence stay close by,
Or slowly wander, a cloud in a sky?
poem by Patti Masterman
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Fear Followed by Death
As I lay here waiting for sleep to take me I hear a sound
The sound of glass shattering, confused am I
Struck with fear of dying I begin crying
Then I see a dark figure standing in my room
He is carrying a scythe in his left hand
A evil and disturbing grin on his twisted face
I begin to scream as he begins to come toward me
Then everything goes black
and dead am I
poem by Suzaku Vaneko
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Disturbing The Priest
Lets try getting to the sky, hang on or youre going to die
Sour life can turn sweet, its laying at your feet
Sweet child with an innocent smile watches closely all the while
Dont be fooled when he cries, keep looking at the eyes
Good life is contradiction because of the crucifixion
If youre ready and have the need, I will take your soul and plant my seed
You just gotta listen to the night at the ending of the day
You just gotta listen to the night as safety slips away
Moving out of sight are the things you need to see to feel
And as they slip away becoming so unreal unreal
You just gotta listen to the night as youre going up the stairs
You just gotta listen to the night and dont forget to say your prayers
And as you lose control to the eyes in dark disguise
And icy fingers send electric lies
Were disturbing the priest, wont you please come to our feast
Do we mind disturbing the priest, not at all, not at all, not in the least
Ahhhh, do we mind disturbing the priest
Aahhhh, not at all, not at all, not in the least
The force of the devil is the darkness the priest has to face
The force of the night will destroy him but will not disgrace
To get into his mind and to his soul you gotta set alight
The flames of doubt so deep inside inside
The devil and the priest cant exist if one goes away
Its just like the battle of the sun and the moon and night and day
The force of the devil, thats were all told to fear
Watch out for religion when he gets too near too near
Were disturbing the priest, wont you please come to our feast
Do we mind disturbing the priest, not at all, not at all, not in the least
Good life is contradiction because of the crucifixion
If youre ready and have the need, I will take your soul and plant my seed
Aahhhh, ahhhh, ah ha ha ha haaa!
Lets try getting to the sky, hang on or youre going to die
Sour life can turn sweet, its laying at your feet
Sweet child with an innocent smile watches closely all the while
Dont be fooled when he cries, keep looking at the eyes
Oh, disturbing the priest!
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Nursery Rhyme (UNKLEsounds Edit)
Badly Drawn Boy :
Does it mean I never let you know
Each time I turn inside
When I fully grow I'll outsize you
But I won't let you fall in love
You know it flows over me
And you won't let me drown inside
Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet
Sing a nursery rhyme to keep me quiet
Woman please stay close to me, close to me
Carried through your ecstasy
You can't stop me breathing
Even when you're on fire
Know that you're weaving
With my emotional wires
Flows through me, in through me, out through me
Over me, feeling me, feeding me electrically
It's electric ballroom love X7
Do do do do, do do do do
I have to breathe the air you breathe
I'm inside you
In a room inside a room, I'm inside you
The colour changes follow your emotion
I can see when you're feeling desire
I feel him close to you
While I just walk around inside you
Don't let him close to me
Not when you know it's not the one
The one X6 that you love
It's electric ballroom love X7
Keep me quiet
Won't you sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet while you're on fire
X3
Please just sing me a nursery rhyme
To keep me quiet, while I'm inside
X2
I won't let you fall in love
You know inside, the baby knows
X4
Your baby knows X4
You're on fire, you're on fire
Keep me quiet, keep me angry
song performed by by Unkle
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Disturbing Dreams
All
The
Disturbing
Dreams
Kept me up last night
And it wasn't funny at all
Because I tried so hard to sleep
And I couldn't
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Moonspell
Breaking through the wandering clouds
the white light being spread from above
Giving me chills and making me want to sit there, all night
the full moon in all it's glory,
is calling to me, untill the morning
waiting for some attention, the wolves howl
blistering my thoughts,
the full moon's reflection in my eyes
feeling a distant sense of animality
disturbing my routine with insanity
wondering where I stand,
Looking in a lake,
the full moon reflected in my hand
poem by Yannick Hermans
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How Many?
How many houses
Do I change -
Before the
Cacophony
Of your voices
Stop
Disturbing me?
In every house
Where I go…
Your thoughts -
Keep haunting me…
Is there no
Letting go?
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I Dream
In day time I dream
And in night I scream
Get nothing on hand
And unnecessarily land
Thoughts make me wonder
To roam around for Adventure
Head feels heavy in next day morning
Like to sleep in day time with little snoring
It happens with all
When receive disturbing call
What to tell and how to react?
Mind is busy with immediate steps to act
Not all people get put of it easily
As solution is not available readily
Many sleepless nights follow
You are desperate and act slow
You fight daily with novel ideas
Make all attempts with several pleas
Yet get no clue as how to get rid off
But it has now become top priority with job
It is daily struggle and life moves on
Sound sleep is now distinct and gone
You are now seized with burning issues
You have no time to go through it and review
I want to be peaceful with events
But can't offer quietly with comments
I have become camel in this desert journey
Where I scream but can't have honey
If one thinks that life can become easy?
It is nice to feel with picture so rosy
But things are different from reality
It may prove decisive if you come out with sheer ability
I may be gone one day
But life may as it is stay
It is endless and continuous
So its fruits are also obvious
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tree
When the sun goes down
I have my first drink
standing in the yard,
talking to my neighbor
about the alder tree
rising between our houses,
a lowly tree that prospered
from our steady inattention
and shot up quick as a weed
to tower over our rooftops,
where it now brandishes
a rich, luxuriant crown.
Should we cut it down?
Neither of us wants to --
we agree that we like
the flourishing branches,
shade like thick woods.
We don't say it,
studying our tree in silence,
but we know that if the roots
get into the foundations
we've got real trouble.
John goes back inside.
Nothing to be done in summer --
not to those heavy branches.
I balance my empty glass
on top of a fence post.
In the quiet early dark,
those peaceful minutes
before dinner, I bend down
to the flower beds I love
and pull a few weeds --
something I've meant to do
all day.
poem by Richard Jones
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To let go
Off the disturbing ripples of doubts inside my heart
I will sit beside this placid pond
To see the full moon
Sitting at its throne.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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