Soiled Dove
Silent beauty,
cast into darkness,
bitter sweet silence,
pitched upon the beauties back,
blue eyes turn to black,
the soiled dove emerges,
cry for her,
she will never be the same,
broken,
fallen,
uncompromising,
sob for her,
for she cannot,
her pain made to raindrops,
falling upon her back,
abandoned sun weep for her,
you will never see her again,
forsaken,
used,
unable to resist the snake,
remarkable ignorance,
fallen before original sin,
tattered little soiled dove,
CRY FOR HER.
poem by Jason Karlan
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Soiled, Soiled, Soiled
Soiled, Soiled, Soiled
Soiled, Soiled...
...Of ordinary...Chemistry
There is a suggestion there, that uh, manipulation of no
Humal, compounds, brain-neuro transmitters
And that sort of thing
May in fact, open the door, to uh, untapped areas of
Human contortion
Lead us to our team...
song performed by by Mudvayne
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Fallen, Empty, And Broken
fallen soldier
fallen sky
fallen angel
from on high
fallen heartache
fallen soul
fallen man
losing control
empty bed
empty arms
empty dreams
empty heart
empty wallet
empty hands
cant take nothin'
from an empty man
broken promises
broken vows
broken spirit
wont allow
broken fences
broken lives
broken tomorrows
broken nights
fallen, empty, and broken
every road is the same
bent, bruised, and shaken
still numb from the pain
now you dont answer
when i call out your name
fallen, empty, and broken
walking in the rain...
fallen, empty, and broken...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fallen Angel
Theres a candle burning in the world tonight
For another child who vanished out of sight
And a heart is broken, another prayer in vain
Theres a million tears that fill a sea of pain
Sometimes I stare out my window
My thoughts all drift into space
Sometimes I wonder if theres a better place
(Tell me)
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling
Now the times in frightening
Cant ignore the facts
Theres so many people
Just slippin through the cracks
So many ashes are scattered
So many rivers run dry
Sometimes your Heaven is Hell
and you dont know why
(So listen)
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling, falling, falling...
Can you hear me
Can you hear me
Somewhere out there theres a shining light
And I got to be with you tonight
And with all were nowhere
We still pay the price
Yeah the Devil seems to get his way
In downtown paradise
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling, falling, falling...
Where do fallen angels go
I just dont know
Where do fallen angels go
They just keep falling, falling, falling...
Theres a candle burning
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Raven Dove
(Dolly Parton)
There will come a day when sorrow fades away,
And anguish and heartache shall ease,
No mothers cryin', no soldiers dyin',
And turmoil and misery shall cease.
The hungry shall be fed, the aimless shall be led
And sad eyes will no longer weep,
The last shall be first, through heaven he'll burst
With his heavenly host from the East
Weapons to plowshares, hate turns to love,
Descending from heaven he'll sweep down to us
In radiant splendor; oh, won't it be sweet
When the raven of darkness turns into a white dove of peace
(Raven dove)
Oh, there will come a day when I'll fly away
Forever to be in his keep
Eternal life in the sweet by and by
When raven dove, raven dove speaks
When lambs walk with lions, a child tames the beast
Nations shall gather and bow at his feet
And loved ones shall rise up from their earthly sleep
And he'll separate all the chaff from the wheat.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, how sweet
When the raven of darkness turns into a white dove of peace
Raven dove, behold he cometh in the clouds
And every eye shall see him
Sweet bird, sweet bird of peace
Raven Dove
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Psalm 116
Who steps down from the seat of glory?
Who comes down from the heavens above?
It's my Lord and my King who has heard my cry
Who flies to me on the wings of a dove
It's an incredible thing in the darkness
When its shattered by light from above
Just when I thought there was no more hope
You came down on the wings of a dove
I was falling ever deeper into darkness
And I could see no light from above
And I cried out with all that was in me
And you came down on the wings of a dove
You have delivered my soul from death
And you have filled my soul with love
You restored my crushed and broken heart
When you came down on the wings of a dove
poem by Frank McEleny
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Silent Silver
Silence adrift with golden sunset.
Fallen shadows cast upon mankind.
Silent hopes and dreams of reality.
Cast forth with silver silence.
Set adrift upon milk fed shores.
Calling forth the inner shadows.
Setting the fallen idol in raptures.
Casting spells which reflect kindness.
Sunken fallen empty hollow ship.
Cast forth the raptures into silence.
Empty bottomless silence, king of hearts.
Fallen idols again sound to silver silence.
Beat upon the wind swept shores of life.
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JESUS SAVES
poem by Joe Poewhit
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Lonesome Dove
(written by carl jackson and larry cordle)
I hear a lonesome dove off in the distance
His cry echoes out through the hills
Hes sad that his lover flew off with another
And I know the sorrow he feels
Lonesome dove were not that different
You sing a sad song but youre not alone
Youve been forever forsaken by the one that you love
I know how you feel lonesome dove
Ive tried to run from the pain of his memory
But I cant find a place I can hide
And that old lonesome dove is gonna mourn for his love
No matter how far he flies
Lonesome dove were not that different
You sing a sad song but youre not alone
Youve been forever forsaken by the one that you love
I know how you feel lonesome dove
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Coming Back To Life
Guess it's in all those small things
Eyes closed or eyes wide open
Something in the corner of everyone's eye
See or look away again
This time I won't ignore
Not hesitate just adore
And I think I'm starting to come alive
Life flooding my veins again
Feel I'm coming back to life
I'm falling
Feel I'm coming back to love
This black crow becoming white dove
Feel I'm coming back to life
I'm falling again
I'm falling in love
I guess it's in all those great important matters
We all like to bend around
We do our best to ignore
While our hearts is reaching for more
We are not synchronized
We are intellectualized
Feel I'm coming back to life...
song performed by by Blindside from Silence
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Pure Fairness
Fairest beauty by blotch of lust untouched
That shimmers like still lakes of early morn
And not a wave to stir upon is forged
Thus before her, randiness be forlorn
And all that beauty that does cover you
Ne'er shall lust brag thou wander in its cool
Nor a phallus disgrace thy glorious blue
Nor a dropp of red ooze from thy sealed pool
Let the soiled and coital maidens behold
Such pureness their bragging shall never own
Such flawless beauty to raunch unsold
Be ungraspable by their filthy own
Behold, sweet fairness unmarked, scenic and pure
Behold, her - to these lines the pristined muse,
She's the coax to lust - and a wasted lure
Behold! , sweet fairness by lust unused.
Soiled beauty and fair i do chastise thee
Sweet beauty untouched i panegyrize thee.
poem by Mbanaso Samuel
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You And I Could Fly High Into The Blue Sky
If you were my morning dove
What is love dove
Could we fly through the air dove
Would it be enough
If you and I could fly
Could you and I try
Not to shed tears and cry
I will not lie
To thee my dove
You and I could fly high into the blue sky
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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Evol
is this just another love song? well it sure sounds that way..
about some girl who dumped me and how i found my way
well this time its different, 'cause im not coming back
im not sure i want another freak attack
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
its an all or nothing game like russian roulette
you can pull the trigger and risk your life, or sit back and relax
all of my romances left with a bullet in their head
it leaves a whole story blank.. it leaves a dreamer dead
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
im falling.. im falling.. im falling.. im falling.. i'm falling.. i'm falling..
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Obsession with the beloved
.
The Tanjore Tower’s shadow
Never falling on the earth
Is not a loan wonder.
Your shadow falling on the earth
Too is equally a wonder.
Whenever I come to you face to face,
Blushing you turn away your face
As if your back is less a beauty.
You walk down holding up
The skirt from kissing the ground.
What would you do saving the skirt
While your pretty soles get soiled?
We melt together,
I in writing your name
And you later in reading it.
All those statues stand still
Only one seems to be on move
When you go round the temple.
Fresh from bath you stand in front.
My mind goes back to trace
How you would have bathed?
The beauty contest is on.
The juries are in confusion.
Yes, you are in the audience.
As diabetes, I denounced sweets.
Could I shunt the kiss I implanted.
How can I teach the butterfly
That revolves around you
That she has mistaken you a flower?
White hair, black teeth,
How well you smile
Even in the negatives?
29.10.2005
(Mani Barathi, from kumutham,29/10/05
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Black raven, White dove
When it's black,
Like the raven,
The well is full, but full of what?
My sun is shining in a half pale burst,
With toxic, red hot guilt
And as if in stark contrast,
The white dove just hits home-
And its what I've always wanted alive,
But then when I give some brainpower,
I decide that maybe it could be dead-
And it took the black to show it.
But then the black of the raven,
So beautifully stunning,
I look at her and all I see,
Is the storm in her eyes,
And the dove
Should be crying
For it doesn't know
That my white heart is dying
Replaced by the black of the right
"Home is where the heart is"
Then my home's firmly with the white,
It's where I've lived,
For six months past,
And I feel like I belong
I feel like I am home there
But then I see,
Cupid's stupid decree-
With one black wing and one white,
But which is wrong?
Which right?
But is the dove ever going to surrender?
Wave its' flag and give in to the raven?
Cause the raven's a-pecking,
And so far she's winning,
And with a fight,
And a laboratory,
The boy of white has slim chance of winning.
Cause now that it's out,
I'm secretly devout,
So secretly, darkly obsessed,
With the black of the girl,
And the light blue of the raven's eye,
But then its' always been white,
The dove the keeper of my heart,
Cause I found the dove lost,
With clips in his wings,
And I tried to set him free
I showed all that he belonged to me
And he's the one who set me free,
My first and ever pet,
The first one I've wanted to be with-
Forever.
And the dove's innocent eyes,
And repeated cries,
Made me overlook the fact he can't fly,
But I'm not going to feed him,
All of his food,
He needs to live on his own too so he won't die
But could the raven ever be-
Just with me?
Even if the raven is more beautiful,
How does she know,
And how do I?
That she won't kill me,
That we won't die.
So used to the dove,
The raven's so new,
And there's so much evidence of some grey hue-
An ever-waging war,
Of black and white,
An ever-waging war,
Of wrong and right,
The dove or the raven,
Only you can decide,
The dove or the raven,
The tone that is inside.
poem by Ally Gunther
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Baby’s Breath
Sweet baby’s breath
In the garden of love
So beautiful wreath
In a lovely dove.
Sweet baby’s breath
In the heart full of love
Is dancing lass in a meadow –wreath,
The symbol of love of dove.
Sweet baby’s breath
Made to a lovely wreath
In our consensual walk
When we freed the cheerful dove.
Sweet baby’s breath
In the house of love
Source of joy and a precious wreath
In the loving eyes of parent dove.
poem by Jomark Baynado
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Now Going Back To A Little Seriousness About Life
i have give you a list of games
a to z, back to z then a, and you gape at me
unable to believe,
finding it so hard to believe that in the middle of the city
during a blackout i can be
another black dog with eyes gleaming like
a pen light roaming around
a black canvass inside the movie house
where each hungry city dweller is looking for
something to hold
to eat and puke.
now going back to where we once were,
we never made us
they made us to do things that we do not really do
the way we did it,
we are constrained to escape from the doorsteps
of restraint,
and be free birds, white
in visions, twittering on sky blue skies
now going back to what we are....
where are we really?
i am serious. Are we not lost?
in the middle of this darkness where we think we are no longer stars
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rotten Apple
Hey ah na na
Ignorance is spoken
Spoken
Confidence is broken
Broken
Sustenance is stolen
Stolen
Arrogance is potent
What I see is unreal
Ive written my own part
Eat of the apple, so young
Im crawling back to start
Hey ah na na
A romance is fallen
Fallen
I repent tomorrow
Tomorrow
Is suspended my sorrow
Sorrow
Recommend you borrow
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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Snakepit
when you find yourself
inside a snake pit
you can not just be naive
to be bitten and even
swallowed by another
snake
you become a snake
yourself and bite
as many as you can
this is the law of the
survival of the fittest snake
and when you emerge
as the victor
go back to your form
coy dove, white feathers,
lovely beak
gentle claws
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Snake And the Dove
The Snake And the Dove
The snake
And the dove
Go their way
Biting ungrudgingly
Soaring unpledgingly.
The sunken cheek
The damaged liver
Can go
Neither
But
Providentially.
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
poem by Karnail Singh Heirwale
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Black Flowing Hair, A Memory Of You
I see you leaning by a wall next door
Against an afternoon sun
And though it is your back that faces me
I know
From the beating of my heart
That it is you, Black-flowing-hair
I can smell you
In mint
And you shall be inside me
As I breathe
So I can live for another time
You are
My tallest tree
On top of the Sleeping-dragon-mountain
And I look up to you
Like my full moon one cold night
Untouched by my fingers
Black-flowing-hair
The world may not have found love in my eyes
As I have none to boost
Since I have given it to you
All of it
I shall find it
But shall not take it back
From you
Your shadow is my god
And it is only that I can touch
Without you knowing
The shadow
Of your
Back
My self-made god
Is enough life
I do not ask much
I cannot
You do not know me
There is no need
I only give myself
I do not have to take any
In return
Now I declare
I have found my place
In you
I have found myself
In you
I have found you
I am Mute-white-dove -sitting
On the breast of Black-flowing-hair
Touching the clouds
Holding the rainbow
Saving all the raindrops of my life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Raindrops
Raindrops are falling from my eyes
They fall from pain filled and blackened skies
They fall because of broken trust
They fall because of deceitful love
They fall because of broken promises
They fall because of sorrowness
They fall because of false hopes being shattered
They fall like pieces of my heart being scattered
They fall and create a deep blue stream
They fall after a blood curling scream
They fall because i am lost in the dark
They fall because you broke my heart
Raindrops are falling from my eyes
They fall from pain filled and blackened skies
poem by Jean Pullman
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