The Breech
Over-cast skies
foretold my isolation.
A veil reveals the
breech between us.
Walls, resurrected,
watch me curl into
the fetal position.
I am a prisoner
of my own will,
shrouded in loneliness.
poem by Alice Parris
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Going Fetal
Everyone is going fetal
It's the dance the kids all feel
Just get down under your desk
Feels like your mama's nest, alright
Everyone is going fetal
It's the one that's really real
You're gonna love if you give it a try
You just lay down like you're gonna die, alright
Everyone is going fetal
If you feel like your fate is sealed
Then just get down, curl on up
Just like a helpless pup, alright
Everyone is going fetal
Everyone is going fetal
Everyone is going fetal...
Going fetal...
song performed by by Eels
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The conservative movement was told to curl up in a fetal position and just stay there for the next eight years, thank you very much. Well, how things have changed.
quote by Christine O'Donnell
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The One Escape
Seven feet high.
Five feet across.
Infinite room to die.
The walls will keep you safe from the others
The almighty warden claims.
But am I afraid of the others?
Prisoners may be able to contort me, but
Prisoners can’t fill my soul with pains.
Prisoners can’t crush my heart with chains.
Why are prisoners so silent when the lights fade, you ask?
Isolation
Isolation that prickles your neck at night
Isolation that makes the darkness bite.
Screaming bounces off of the impenetrable walls of isolation,
And it hits you.
Echoes haunt your head
And the memories of not wanting to feel dead,
Disappear.
The bars
And the walls
And the dark
Erode your life.
How can you escape?
There is only
One
Way
Out
And it satisfies the walls
The grim reaper holds the ticket
His ticket leads out of the bars
And into the bright
Into the light
Pit of eternity.
The stone walls seem dreadfully close tonight
And this rope around my neck feels tight
This cold loneliness, my heart is full of it.
And I think I see the reaper with my ticket…
Loneliness and Laughter
Loneliness and Laughter,
Great rivals are they.
Loneliness is saddness.
Loneliness is crushing.
Loneliness is isolation
In a crowded room.
Laughter is the cure.
It chases the sadness away.
It lifts the crushing weight.
It opens the door between
Isolation and happiness.
Laughter is the cure for everything.
poem by Cassandra Kinman
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Veiled Scenes Behind The Sun
Perceived glimpses cast emotions
Perceptions give glimpses
Wrapped in a draped veil
Cupped hands you hold out with discretion
An offering of vagueness
When a turning sun reveals
Truth maybe scant but
Concealing the obvious is obvious
When a turning sun reveals
Eyes meeting eyes are not insincere
When the turning sun reveals
A pall fades behind the dark side
Truth in abstention drapes around me
It revolves then evolves
Bending the beating heart
When a turning sun reveals
When the turning sun turns
There is dimness, there is luminosity
Aspirations and bleakness
For all this disappears behind the sun gloaming
poem by Eric Von Rohr
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Isolation
In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best that I can.
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,
I'm ashamed of the person I am.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
But if you could just see the beauty,
These things I could never describe,
These pleasures a wayward distraction,
This is my one lucky prize
Isolation, isolation, Isolation, isolation, isolation.
song performed by by New Order
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Loneliness
Roy orbison/joe melson
Loneliness is the worst thing in the world
To be alone all the day long
No ring on the phone, yeah this is wrong
Low down loneliness
This loneliness, I must confess
Yes its a mess of this loneliness
Low down loneliness, loneliness all around
Loneliness, you have found me loneliness
Oh loneliness, all of the time
Such loneliness, youre so unkind
Low down loneliness
Loneliness everywhere
Loneliness, Ive got more that my share
Oh loneliness, my destiny
Yeah loneliness, was I born to be
In low down loneliness? loneliness
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Curl
You curl, you know how to curl,
Yes you know a curl in your hair
And you curl yourself like a
Hair, in your bed,
It is so cold and no one
Sleeps here
No one comes
There is no hello
As guest and no
Hi to pretend
You are coming
Well, you curl, you know how to curl,
Like your hair,
This time, curl forever,
Nothing straight till the end,
Eternal curl,
Still
Touch it
It bounces and rebounces,
touch it again,
and be silent
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Never So Alone As Here (in memory of my mother)
A night
scattered with stars
each star
so clear
in its perfect
isolation
you feel as if you are
about to pluck it
from its position
examine it
put it
exactly back
watch as time & the world
come apart
(watch as neither match)
each minute
like a bead of prayer
fumbled through fingers
in its litany of despair
a rosary of
hopelessness
the back of her hand
resting in the palm of mine
stupidly the thought
crossing my mind
“She made
this hand...”
And now she searches
for her dying
sees it reflected
in our faces
our grief
her mirror
each star
a tear
in the perfection
of its isolation
never so alone
as here
as now
the Milky Way
spilt across the sky.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Fifteen
You curl, you know how to curl,
Yes you know a curl in your hair
And you curl yourself like a
Hair, in your bed,
It is so cold and no one
Sleeps here
No one comes
There is no hello
As guest and no
Hi to pretend
You are coming
Well, you curl, you know how to curl,
Like your hair,
This time, curl forever,
Nothing straight till the end,
Eternal curl,
Still
Touch it
It bounces and re-bounces,
touch it again,
and be silent
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All Is Loneliness
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
Loneliness come on bother me
Want me 'round my door.
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
Loneliness, heck i said loneliness
Lord, loneliness, yeah, i said loneliness.
I said loneliness come on by my bed
Gonna worry me 'round on my door-mat.
I said loneliness come and found me,
I said you found me whole.
Yeah and now loneliness
Lordy lordy loneliness
Lordy lordy loneliness
Lordy lordy loneliness
Yeah, loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Ah loneliness
Ah loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness.
Every day when i walk home
I see loneliness
When i waited for my baby.
You know i open my front door,
I said mr. loneliness is waiting for me at home
Lordy, lord at home, lord at home, lo-o-o-rd at home.
You know, i get home every day, lord,
There ain't nobody waiting there, man
And i ain't got no girlfriends, and i ain't got no boyfriends, man.
I ain't got no any kind of friends, man, i ain't got no...
My tv set doesn't work, my radio doesn't work, man.
I come home there's nothing
Nothing, man, there's no animals moving,
There's nothing, man
Walk in that door seems like i'm sitting there every day, man.
Lord, loneliness
Lord, loneliness
Ah, ah, loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Lord.
All right!
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Cracked Egg
You feign happiness when you look at me
But I see beyond you're pretty mask
I know under the pavement are deep cracks
Cracks that create a river flowing to the ocean
The infinite sea that promises you no devotion
You're veins will become varicose as you get older
And the cracks will grow wider as you grow colder
You can't pretend to be something else all the time
One day you'll have to break down, fall and cry
And curl into your fetal position, regretting your decision
For you've hurt so many with your pointless lies
So you're reputation would stand the test of time
But you are not as epic as you credit yourself to be
You're just a liar, you're just a feign
'We must be careful about what we pretend to be'
Is something you shall never comprehend
Never understand
Though it's in your demand
You can't seem to push the button
And open the elevator
To rise you up from your current state
One that you pretend to love
But it's blatant that it's all hate
poem by Michelle Asswit
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The Other Day....long Ago
I saw you the other
day, long ago…,
wrapped in the
plushest of
white robes.
You looked out
on to the ocean.
Sitting,
your one hand
clutched the
other's wrist,
as they wrapped
around your
knees.
Both, of which
were tucked,
in fetal position,
up against
your firm
victorious breasts.
Thankfully,
they had eluded
a cancerous fate.
The steely blue,
grey-specked eyes
that had adorned
me long ago
with lust,
now seemed
to absorb the
darkening skies
for which they
mirrored.
All light was gone.
As were you,
my long ago
and
not-so- forgotten
tenderness.
Even with him,
you were without.
Empty. Hollow.
And sadly,
gray.
But content
and secure
none-the-less
I remembered
you the other
day,
long ago.
An artist must never be a prisoner. Prisoner? An artist should never be a prisoner of himself, prisoner of style, prisoner of reputation, prisoner of success, etc.
quote by Henri Matisse
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These Walls
These walls
They are the plainest of color.
It is as though they are made to make one suffer.
Surrounded by them, ever so bleak
Makes my energy drain, leaving me weak.
These walls
How can they be so bare?
It's almost as if no one cares.
They almost never bring me cheer.
Instead they instill a little fear.
These walls
Never seem to move
For they have nothing to prove.
They just stand their gorund,
Knowing, always, where to be found.
These walls
My patience is beginning to run thin.
I feel completely trapped within.
I want to curl up into a ball and hide
But I know that would be a hit to my pride.
These walls
This is completely unfair.
I just want to feel the fresh air
And the warmth of the sun
Instead of the air conditioning that always seems to run.
These walls
poem by Ashley Reese
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Rebuild
It is time to tear down walls
It is time to take the risk of falling
Too long has the heart been prisoner to memories of pain
Too long has isolation been the only comfort
Freedom from these chains of pain
Freedom from these bonds of fear
It is time to live
It is time to love!
poem by Alice Vedral Rivera
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The Real Truth
Blue eyes, black skies and clouds filled with pain. disguise the emptiness, the disdain. late calls, long halls with words no one hears. reveals the loneliness and the years. like going backward
A revolving door. I dont know which ways out anymore. I cant run from the real truth. and not be living a lie. you cant hide from the fate chasing you. and watch it, from somebody elses eyes. cold hearts, cruel thoughts can destroy the faith. just ask the singer who hell from grace. but things change and strange days can turn a point of view. just time till everyone gets their due. I may not save the world but Ill save myself. cant depend on somebody else.
song performed by by Toto
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Love Is All That Matters
(eric carmen)
Lost in a dance
Waiting for the chance
All I really needed was to love you
Night after night
Searchin for the light
You saved me
You gave me something I could feel
Love is all that matters
Faithful and forever
Keepin us together
Love is all we need
Prisoner of illusion
Sentence is suspended
Loneliness is ended
Love has set me free
Dreams from the past
Comin true at last
Never noticed how my life was changing
Now I can see
All that love can be
You saved me
You gave me
Something that was real
Love is all that matters
Faithful and forever
Keepin us together
Love is all we need
Prisoner of illusion
Sentence is suspended
Loneliness is ended
Love has set me free
Love is all that matters
Faithful and forever
Keepin us together
Love is all we need
Prisoner of illusion
Sentence is suspended
Loneliness is ended
Love has set me free
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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A total lunar eclipse poem
total darkness on a wedding night
except the flickering candle that
plays out out his anxiety to take
a peek of the moon (bride)
the sun (father) has afforded him
he would tilt the veil to let the light
of a hundred moons shine through her face
he would look at her the way an eclipse has
cleared the path for the moon to shine
the full moon that turns into a crescent
to be shrouded in his bossom so that
it glows a warm and sweet orange
and she will peek into his face the way
the eclipse reveals the secrets of the full moon
first a crescent and then its full splendour,
a husband at last to light the way to her future days
###in the old days in China a man would only know how his wife looked
like on the wedding night and vice versa. the eclipse looks very much
the way a chinese man tilt the veil over the head of wife as he takes a peek of her face.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Isolation's salvation
Upon fining a jocund company
Of dear nature's own
I said let's have a symphony
And in bliss let us drown
Little daises, little fairies
Come let us dance in the prairies
My dear buccaneer
Where did you learn to leer?
And so he has to go
Away with dear woe
While I behold the breeze
those skies and those trees
Nature is the keen listener
To all my say
And I am a merry prisoner
On joy's way
It is the isolation's salvation
And the solution of my confusion
Here I make a confession
And on myself a close inspection
poem by Vittal Vandavasu
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