Cities, nightmare
For creatures who walk on feet
Myopic planners.
haiku by Mamta Agarwal
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Angel In My Nightmare
ANGEL OF DARKNESS
ANGEL IN MY NIGHTMARE
My head won't stop aching
I'm just awakening
Remembering I was dreaming
There was an angel in my nightmare
It was her face I saw last day
I was going my own way
Now I'm gonna pass away
She was the angel of my nightmare
Stop crying, just walk
No more reason to talk
There is nothing in my world
Except the angel of my nightmare
Haunting me, torturing me
Kissing me then killing me
Splitting me into pieces
That's the angel in my nightmare...
(to be continued...)
A.O.D.
poem by Angel Of Darkness7
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The Joker is Blind
Blindness is very common
Particularly with views
And those with myopic vision
Well, they are excused.
Obviously they're unaware
Of sane platitudes
Their philosophies they share
With some attitude!
Like a doctor who explains
How to repair a plane
Blind and myopic men
Are intellectually insane.
A myriad views laid out
Analyzed, they're not logical-
It makes one want to shout
'You are nothing but comical! '
On second thought, however
It makes the net really fun
For this blind myopic joker
Brings laughs to everyone.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 22,2010
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Creatures Of Love
A woman made a man
A man he made a house
And when they lay together
Little creatures all come out
Well, Ive seen sex and I think its alright
It makes those little creatures come to life
I can laugh or I can turn away
Well, Ive seen sex and I think its okay
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
From the sleep of reason, a life is born
We are creatures, creatures of love
Its okay to be afraid
When the blue sparks hit your brain
We can love one another
Ive been told that its okay
Doctor, doctor, tell me what I am
Am I one of those human beings
Well I can laugh or I can learn to think
So help me now to find out what I feel
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
Weve been here forever, before you were born
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
A man can drive his car
And a woman can be a boss
Im a monkey and a flower
Im everything at once
Well, a woman and a man can be together
If they decide to theyll make little creatures
Watch em now!
Little creature of love
With two arms and two legs
From a moment of passion
Now they cover the bed
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
From the sleep of reason, a life is born
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
song performed by by Talking Heads
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You Can't Know Love
You can't know love,
If it's symbolic.
No you can't know love,
If you're myopic.
No you can't know love,
When trying to cop it...
With a selfishness wished.
Oh no you can't know love,
If it's symbolic.
No you can't know love,
If you're myopic.
No you can't know love,
If you're erotic...
And neurotic a bit.
People claim to wish a bit of romance.
From those they want to snuggle up close,
And hold.
People claim they aim to have one true love.
But also they are wanting satisfaction,
That's ecstatic.
In an everlasting act!
But no you wont know love,
If you're irratic.
Or you wont know love,
If you're dramatic.
Oh no you wont have love...
If uncommited,
It will always exists.
Oh no you can't know love,
If it's symbolic.
No you can't know love,
If you're myopic.
No you can't know love,
If you're erotic...
And neurotic a bit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hearts Made Of Feet!
and so we struggle,
turning in the womb,
choked by the cord.
conceived in darkness,
becoming light!
we are hearts made of feet,
feet that walk the path.
feet that slip and fall,
feet that take the wrong turn.
feet that keep on walking,
sore, tired, hurting.
feet of desire, and purpose,
feet of soulful intent!
all the great philosophies
come to this...
feet that only stop walking
to bandage other feet;
then walk together,
leaving one set of prints!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Autumn Vavroovahana Patra
Autumn reigns on Earth;
In all creatures plays waves of mirth.
Chilly breeze blows on Earth;
People enjoy the beauty with mirth.
Green paddy plants smile in the lap of Nature;
Goddess operates the lives of all creatures.
Is the Deity of all Deities;
Is our Almighty.
Creatures surrender on mother’s feet;
She is our lives savior, delight.
Provides duty;
Chanting hymns we live with gaiety.
Beauteous looks Autumn firmament.
In all creatures plays waves of merriment;
Silvery cloudy play in the sky;
In poet’s mind plays gay.
Earth looks beautiful;
Creatures are delightful.
Pray goddess gleefully;
Surrender on the Rosy feet gaily.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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One More Red Nightmare
Pan american nightmare
Ten thousand feet fun-fair
Convinved that I dont care
Its safe as houses I swear
I was just sitting musing
The virtues of cruising
When altitude dropping
My ears started popping
One more red nightmare
Sweat beginning to pour down
My neck as I turn round
I heard fortune shouting
Just get off of this outing
A farewell swan song
See you know how turbulence can be
The stewardess made me
One more red nightmare
Reality stirred me
My angel had heard me
The prayer had been answered
A reprieve has been granted
The dream was now broken
Thought rudely awoken
Really safe and sound
Asleep on the greyhound
One more red nightmare
song performed by by King Crimson
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The Absence
I speak to you across cities
I speak to you across plains
My mouth is upon your pillow
Both faces of the walls come meeting
My voice discovering you
I speak to you of eternity
O cities memories of cities
Cities wrapped in our desires
Cities come early cities come lately
Cities strong and cities secret
Plundered of their master's builders
All their thinkers all their ghosts
Fields pattern of emerald
Bright living surviving
The harvest of the sky over our earth
Feeds my voice I dream and weep
I laugh and dream among the flames
Among the clusters of the sun
And over my body your body spreads
The sheet of it's bright mirror.
poem by Paul Eluard
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Goin Back
In a foreign land
There were creatures at play
Running hand in hand
Leading nowhere to stay
Driven to the mountains high
They were sunken in the cities deep
Livin in my sleep.
I feel like goin back
Back where theres nowhere to stay
When fire fills the sky
Ill still remember that day
These rocks Im climbin down
Have already left the ground
Careening through space.
I used to build these buildings
I used to walk next to you
Their shadows tore us apart
And now we do what we do
Driven to the mountains high
Sunken in the cities deep
Livin in our sleep.
I feel like goin back
Back where theres nowhere to stay.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Love the Dinosaurs
for the periods
i like that of the
dinosaurs dearly
huge creatures
that carry small
grey matter and
pose little danger
they walk and walk
walk and walk
all day long
looking for masters
to pat their heads
to down at us with
their slit eyes the size
of three chicken eggs
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Weird Nightmare
Weird nightmare
You haunt my every dream
Weird nightmare
Tell me whats your scheme?
Can it be that youre a part
Of a lonely broken heart?
Weird nightmare
Why must you torment me?
Weird nightmare
Pain and misery
In a heart thats loved and lost
Take away the grief youve caused
Cant sleep at night
Twist, turn in fright
With the fear that Ill live it all again
In my dreams
Youre there to haunt me
When you say she doesnt want me
Ive been hurt
Do you know what that means?
Weird nightmare
Take away this dream youve born
Weird nightmare
Mend a heart thats torn
That has paid the price of love
A thousand fold
Bring me a love
With a heart of gold
Weird nightmare
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Prayer On The Valley Road
I love to walk by the willows along the valley road,
Just before sparkling stars fade and night turns to dawn.
When nocturnal creatures return to their homes,
Lazy mist lifts from the stream and birds greet the morn.
This is where I spend time with my Lord,
Moreover, Addoni is there for me.
I have no wish to be elsewhere,
We speak of loves, losses and glee.
Cities that explode and cities that burn.
We speak of men who are at war.
We speak of loving wives and children,
Moreover, governments whom we implore.
Down a track, that sees a dying moon,
We speak of worldly concerns.
Beautiful creations even the amazing,
He waits for my prayers for our soldiers safe return.
El Shaddi hears me say, 'My child is ill',
And answers, I walk before you upon this track.
As I do, My Spirit is holding your dear child,
Moreover, in my time you will see her back.
So my beloved one I hear His voice,
I'm about to bring light to your day.
You have asked much of me this morn,
I love you; but my answer maybe, 'Nay'.
So He and I will track this day together as I plow and sow,
Love both neighbors and those under my roof.
Being a testimony that honors my Lord,
Being for Him a living proof.
Once Again Unfair
Last night while i was sleep
walked out of my dreams
places were strange
clouded was the air
my feet were bare
my steps were chasing my nightmare
the voice of the silence was covered everywhere
i was chasing my fear
and i found you there
how i was in need to see your face
even in nightmare
but you did the same!
turned your back and walked once again away
like you always were
once again unfair
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Navajo Night Way Ceremony
In beauty may I walk
All day long may I walk
Through the returning seasons may I walk
Beautifully I will possess again
Beautifully birds
Beautifully joyful birds
On the trail marked with pollen may I walk
With grasshoppers about my feet may I walk
With dew about my feet may I walk
With beauty may I walk
With beauty before me may I walk
With beauty behind me may I walk
With beauty above me may I walk
With beauty all around me may I walk
In old age, wandering on a trail of beauty,
lively, may I walk
In old age, wandering on a trail of beauty,
living again, may I walk
It is finished in beauty
It is finished in beauty
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Nightmare Avenue
Music :matthias jabs
Lyrics:klaus meine, mark hudson
Last night I went to kill
Some time at the famous grill
Where the tall eats the small
There were girls all over me
Thats my insanity
Dont call me ringo, call me paul
Im in heaven, Im in hell
Dont wipe that smile off my face
Cant you tell
I see faces in the weirdest places
Please, wont you take me down
Underneath you spell
Oh, oh Im back at midnight (alright)
I drop my keys, could you get em love
Oh, oh baby I might (he might)
I got the stuff to keep it goin on all night
Take me down nightmare avenue
Goin down nightmare avenue
I wanna take you too
Sharp as a sabres tooth
Back in my favorite booth
Im getting spanked with cold champagne
Id walk on a razor blade
If youre dressed like a french maid
I get my pleasure out of pain
Im in heaven, Im in hell
Dont wipe that smile off my face
Cant you tell
I see faces in the weirdest places
Please, wont you take me down
Underneath you spell
Oh, oh Im back at midnight (alright)
I drop my keys, could you get em love
Oh, oh baby I might (he might)
I got the stuff to keep it goin on all night
Take me down nightmare avenue
Goin down nightmare avenue
Drive me down nightmare avenue
Lay me down on nightmare avenue
Take me down nightmare avenue
Goin down nightmare avenue
Drive me down nightmare avenue
Lay me down on nightmare avenue
And Ive gonna take you too
song performed by by Scorpions
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Absence
I speak to you over cities
I speak to you over plains
My mouth is against your ear
The two sides of the walls face
my voice which acknowledges you.
I speak to you of eternity.
O cities memories of cities
cities draped with our desires
cities early and late
cities strong cities intimate
stripped of all their makers
their thinkers their phantoms
Landscape ruled by emerald
live living ever-living
the wheat of the sky on our earth
nourishes my voice I dream and cry
I laugh and dream between the flames
between the clusters of sunlight
And over my body your body extends
the layer of its clear mirror.
poem by Paul Eluard
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Dark Creatures
I'm calling to you
The creatures of the deep.
The creatures of the dark.
A creation of an ark.
Riding out the storm.
With only you as company.
The powerless feeling.
Watching all my friends and family drown.
Am I'm not able to save them.
One by one they disappear into the expansive blue ocean.
The doctor tells me it was only a dream.
But I know a nightmare when I have one.
Screaming out in the middle of the night.
Where is the shining light.
The heavenly delight.
Isn't that the way I'm suppose to feel?
I'm calling to you
The creatures of the deep.
The creatures of the dark.
A creation of an ark.
Riding out the storm.
With only you as company.
I give you my hand only to slip away.
Continuously falling.
The bottomless pit.
I was dragged in it.
All these corpses souls are looking at me.
Whispering of my guilt.
Screaming out in the middle of the night.
Where is the shining light.
The heavenly delight.
Isn't that the way I'm suppose to feel?
I'm calling to you
The creatures of the deep.
The creatures of the dark.
A creation of an ark.
Riding out the storm.
With only you as company.
Blood starts dripping out of my nose.
And I don't know how it it happen.
For I just woke from this horrible dream.
A splash of cold water to wipe my face clean.
But I still don't feel as if I'm really here.
An outer body experience.
An astral projection of my reflection.
Looking at the second one of you.
Is that really me?
Screaming out in the middle of the night.
Where is the shining light.
The heavenly delight.
Isn't that the way I'm suppose to feel?
I'm calling to you
The creatures of the deep.
The creatures of the dark.
A creation of an ark.
Riding out the storm.
With only you as company.
Screaming out in the middle of the night.
Where is the shining light.
The heavenly delight.
Isn't that the way I'm suppose to feel?
I'm calling to you
The creatures of the deep.
The creatures of the dark.
A creation of an ark.
Riding out the storm.
With only you as company.
With only you as company.
Only you as company.
My dark little creatures.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Nightmares (Revised, In Line Form, Oh and Viewable)
Chills run up my spine.
Pictures of bodies rising out of the ground.
Its another nightmare.
Its another nightmare.
Its my nightmare.
With word as my weapons.
I cut through the book ages.
With my hollow mind I bear the secrets of the darkest despair.
Suicide on the mined.
I'll save you.
I'll save you.
And still you died.
The picture fades.
But such a gruesome scene screws up the head in ways never seen before.
Still chills run down my spine.
Pictures of bodies rising out of the ground.
Its a nightmare.
Its a nightmare.
Its my nightmare.
The tears run red.
Using leeches to get bled.
Strangers laying in your bed.
A Grievance with the undead.
A broken wedlock with dire consequences.
Memorabilia with a satanic meaning.
Going crazy, getting sick coughing up blood.
The clown with a wicked smile wants to give you a hug.
Chills still run down my spine.
Pictures of bodies rising out of the ground.
Its a nightmare.
Its a nightmare.
Its my nightmare.
Being buried alive.
Darkening skies.
An eclipse of an false sunrise.
Spider creepy crawling out of my eyes.
A bleeding in the brain disguised.
A doctor performing surgery while your awake.
The fears have reappeared.
Chill still run down my spine.
Its a nightmare.
Its a nightmare.
Its my nightmares.
My nightmares
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Happy They Have Been Able To Please
At one time,
People were complaining...
No activities for them were scheduled.
Today,
More than enough diverse activities...
Are scheduled for those wishing to participate.
And there are those calling from their windows,
That the planners of the activities...
Should have not scheduled them,
On the same day.
And that is why they have chosen,
Not to take advantage...
Of any those choices made available.
And the ones caring less,
Who is expressing what and for what reason...
Come and go to do as they please,
With a doing to get done...
Keeping prioritized,
From Sundown to Sunrise...
Their own focused motivations.
At one time,
People were complaining...
No activities for them were scheduled.
And the naysayers are still there,
Supplying from one event to another...
Their unsolicited critiques.
And the planners,
Who have scheduled such activities...
Are thrilled and happy,
They have been able to please...
The wants, wishes and needs of everyone.
They seem to be anyway.
'My goodness.
How were you all able to do this? '
~Excuse me?
I had earplugs in my ears.
We all do.
Most of us have removed them.
Those of us on the committee.
Do you mind repeating that?
What was it that you said? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Black was everything without any light (in answer to Ted Hughes)
Black was everything without any light,
in a endless night
until in the brain of the creating One
the miracles of life did come
and dazzling blazing light appeared,
the sky unfolded in a deep blue hue
under a yellow-white sun
and all in black space hanged,
the creatures, the plants and everything
on a planet called earth
where creatures dwell from the time
that the first one appeared and thereafter
from there birth
and no crow came from nightmare,
the evil hand or anywhere but from
the hand of the creator God
who thought and things became
from the sheer energy of His spoken words.
[From Crow (extract) Two legends by Ted Hughes.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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