touching a raw nerve
the dog runs the sandal
dangling from its mouth
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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reside encircled
under fragrant sandal tree
the poisonous snakes
not giving up soothing trait
sandal confers love for them
tanka by S.D. Tiwari
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Inside Your Head
It's so hard to keep and stay,
Inside your head.
Any wisdom from you runs...
Run, run, runs.
With a running done that comes,
Run, run, runs.
With a running done that comes,
Run, run, runs.
When you open your mouth,
Out it comes...
Something ignorant is done,
Really dumb, dumb.
Something ignorant is done,
Really dumb, dumb.
And you might think your responses are cute.
When you choose something abusive,
To say that's aloof.
And you might think your responses are cute.
When you choose abusive uses,
To say that are loose.
But,
Any wisdom from you runs...
Run, run, runs.
With a running that is done,
Runs, run, run..
With a running that is done,
Run, runs, run.
It's so hard to keep and stay...
Inside your head.
When you open your mouth,
Any face will turn red.
'Cause,
Any wisdom from you runs...
Run, run, runs.
With a running that is done,
Runs, run, run..
With a running that is done,
Run, runs, run.
Any wisdom from you runs.
Run, run, runs.
It's so hard to keep and stay...
Inside your head.
It's so hard to keep and stay...
A wisdom chased away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Touch
Thank you
Dont mention it
Im pleased to meet you
Dont think Im very good at this
Let me show
I dont wanna know
I just wanna go (down)
F-f-falling...the world is by your side
Falling...did you find a place to hide
I just wanna know
I just wanna go
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
She said, the twenty second floor
But I said, I cant think what its for
I just wanna know
I dont wanna go
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
Im t-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
T-t-touching you
song performed by by U2
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Sweet Caroline
(words & music by neil diamond)
Where it began, I cant begin to know when
But then I know its growing strong
Oh, wasnt the spring, whooo
And spring became the summer
Whod believe youd come along
Hands, touching hands, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet caroline
Good times never seem so good
Ive been inclined to believe it never would
And now i, I look at the night, whooo
And it dont seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two, oh
And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulder
How can I hurt when holding you
Oh, one, touching one, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh Ive been inclined to believe it never would
Ohhh, sweet caroline, good times never seem so good
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Sweet Caroline
(words & music by neil diamond)
Where it began, I cant begin to know when
But then I know its growing strong
Oh, wasnt the spring, whooo
And spring became the summer
Whod believe youd come along
Hands, touching hands, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet caroline
Good times never seem so good
I made him climb to believe it never would
And now i, I look at the night, whooo
And it dont seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two, oh
And when I hurt
Hurting runs off my shoulder
How can I hurt when holding you
Oh, one, touching one, reaching out
Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh I made him climb to believe it never would
Ohhh, sweet caroline, good times never seem so good
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Touching
Touching are words expressed,
When hearts are filled with such emptiness.
Touching is that lost contact,
We long to hold and feel against our chests.
Touching are the flow of memories,
Coming when someone has left.
So touching we are when those times arrive.
And touching we wish,
To be done when the end comes.
As tears are cried.
And those with touching emotions,
Felt with sighs...
Inside.
Rising to surface...
Are not found to be at their best.
When wept!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cause And Control
a nerve has its own domain
like a territory
when a bone creates a wrong
the nerve begins to run
out of control
an impingement
an erroneous reach out
a right arm screams in pain
stressed out
the mind invents a fabrication
you do not mind it
trace the cause
it's but a nerve, that nerve
that hate.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Nerve
Im glad I had the nerve to talk to you that day
I could just have easily have let you get away
In that crowded airport, far from my hometown
If I had lost my courage then, you wouldnt be around
Im glad I had the nerve.
And Im glad he had the nerve to get down on his knees
And say I bought this ring for you, wont you wear it please?
My daddy sure touched somethin in my mommas heart somehow
If he hadnt, I sure wouldnt be here with you now
Im glad he had the nerve.
Or I never wouldve lived like this
Or learned like this
Or laughed like this
Or loved like this
Im glad he had the nerve to sail across the sea
My great grand-daddys great grandpa in 1833
He met an indian maiden in the smoky mountain mist
If they hadnt crossed that line, I would not exist
Im glad they had the nerve.
And Im glad he had the nerve, while staring into space
To give this universe a time and a place
With one tiny atom or an adam and an eve
However you look at it, whatever you believe
Im glad he had the nerve.
Or we never wouldve live like this
Or learned like this
Or laughed like this
Or loved like this
Thank God he had the nerve.
And Im glad I had the nerve to talk to you that day
song performed by by George Strait
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U Got Nerve
Gave you chances
On top of chances
Opportunities taken for granted
My reality is all your exshalities
'Cause insanity
Why you askin me?
Took my kindness
For a sign of weakness
My own blindness
'Cause my sadness
No longer am a slave
Over your madness
I am glad it's finally over
CHORUS:
Who do you think
You are now?
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
Who do you think
You are now?
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
See I'm tired of all the games
That you seem to like to play
See what you can do for me
Is forget you knew my name
See your qualities are
Less than pleasing
I got more than
One reason for leaving
It's time to close shop
Open new chapters
See new beginnings is
What I'm after
Get your skeletons up
Out my closet
Don't make me lose it
I just might lose it
Who do you think
You are now?
(Yeah)
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
(Can't believe)
Who do you think
You are now?
(Yeah, yeah)
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
(Oh yeah babe)
Who do you think
You are now?
(Who do you think you are?)
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who do you think
You are now?
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
See I'm tired of all the games
That you seem to like to play
See what you need to do is
Forget you knew my name
I'm a play ya till you've left
'Cause you talkin' me to death
See I ain't even sad that
I'm here all by myself
Who do you think
You are now?
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
(Yeah, yeah)
Who do you think
You are now?
I can't believe you've
Got the nerve boy
(Yeah, yeah)
Repeat chorus
Yeah, yeah
You've got the nerve boy
Yeah, yeah
You've got the nerve boy
(Fades
song performed by by Aaliyah
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Recent Victims of Amnesia
It is difficult for anyone,
To trust someone who jumps the gun.
Speaks from both sides of their mouth,
And runs.
Accountable for anything,
Has not from this one been shown.
Overblown exaggerations,
From this one is expected and known.
It is difficult for anyone,
To trust someone who jumps the gun.
Speaks from both sides of their mouth,
And runs.
As they rely upon excuses,
To delay what they should have done.
While abusing the common sense of others,
To insist the culprit to be another one.
As if those who stare are unaware,
And have been deaf, blind and dumb.
Or recent victims of amnesia,
Seeking embellishments to be entertained.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pounding
pounding, pounding nails,
pounding heartbeats, pounding feet.
pounding voices, pounding anger,
pounding need, pounding greed.
hungry, hungry eyes,
hungry souls, hungry holes.
hungry children, hungry countries,
hungry hands, hungry man.
throbbing, throbbing blood,
throbbing dreams, throbbing schemes.
throbbing ideas, throbbing hatred,
throbbing inside, throbbing cant hide.
touching, touching hearts,
touching true, touching you.
touching forbidden, touching daring,
touching color, touching wonder.
pounding, pounding nails...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Like A Guitar Solo Scream
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh!
'Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that...
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh! '
Oh some people,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
Some...
People,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
While others love to stir up stuff.
And then there's people...
Who love to fuss.
And then there's people...
Who love to anger.
And...
Love they do to fist-i-cuff.
And love they do to rush cuss.
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh!
Ohhhh...
Some people,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
While others love to stir up stuff.
But not you,
You want to be heard...
Like a soloist with nerve.
Wah-wah-wah.
You want to be heard...
Like a soloist with nerve.
Wah-wah-wah.
You want to be heard...
Like a soloist with nerve!
'Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that up.
And keep your mouth shut!
Go bottled that...
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh! '
Whining up like a guitar solo scream.
Wah-wah-wah.
Just whining up like a soloist on the scene.
Wah-wah-wah.
Whining up like a guitar solo scream.
Wah-wah-wah.
And doing it just to be heard and to be seen.
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh! '
Oh some people,
With their mouths shut.
Just look through peepholes,
With their mouths shut.
And keep their feelings,
Bottled up!
But not you,
'You' just want to be heard.
Wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wahhh!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tik Tok Goes the Clock
Rising smoke
Yonder up the sky
Panting chest with message
Running feet, with chest so sweaty.
That old drum
Its sound swallowed
By buttons and codes.
As tick tok the clock runs
Of a nerve itching of need
In the archives
The drum is found
Tik tok the clock runs
Buttons and codes
A revolution info-technology.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Run Crying Into The Night
Addictions in the home, parents fight
A child runs crying into the night
Hand over her mouth, he's there to rape
Woman runs crying into the night
Bullets are flying, kids are dying
Mothers run crying into the night
Bombs are dropping, houses exploding
People run crying into the night
The world turns evil, fear is building
Vicki runs crying into the night
poem by Victoria Dame
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In Love With Yourself
He came over to my house
Didnt even knock, he just walked inside
And when I didnt want to talk
He said, oh god, what a lot of bullshit.
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself cause Im not
Dont you know Im not?
And I said, youve got a lot of nerve
Coming here after all of the times
That youve tried to pull the wool
Over my eyes and my ears and nose and mouth and...
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself cause Im not
Dont you know Im not?
And he said, youve got a lot of nerve
Painting me like Im the villain.
What about all of those words, like hes just a friend?
Oh god, what a lot of bullshit...
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself cause Im not
Dont you know Im not?
And I said, youve got a lot of nerve,
After all, it wasnt me who left.
And now youre sleeping with that girl
That you used to say that you have always hated.
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself cause Im not
Dont you know Im not?
And we took off all of our clothes
Had a lot of sex and then fell asleep
And when I finally awoke
I held him close and I whispered in his ear and said,
dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself
Dont be so in love with yourself cause Im not
Dont you know Im not?
And he said, i know, dont you think I know?
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Pain runs through my body
Pain runs through my body, and I don't need anymore.
Pain runs through my body, so leave me alone you whore.
Pain runs through my blood, as I start to bleed.
Pain runs through my body, and love is what I need.
Pain runs through my body, everyday of my life.
Pain runs through my body, as I pick up the knife.
Pain runs through my body, as I put it through my chest.
Pain runs through my body and I think you know the rest.
poem by Ari Castillo
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Five Long Years
(by eddie boyd)
Have you ever been mistreated? you know just what Im talking about.
Have you ever been mistreated? you know just what Im talking about.
I worked five long years for one woman, she had the nerve to put me out.
I got a job in a steel mill, shucking steel like a slave.
Five long years, every friday I come straight back home with all my pay.
Have you ever been mistreated? you know just what Im talking about.
I worked five long years for one woman, she had the nerve to put me out.
I finally learned my lesson, should a long time ago.
The next woman that I marry, she gonna work and bring me the dough.
Have you ever been mistreated? you know just what Im talking about.
I worked five long years for one woman, she had the nerve,
She had the nerve,
She had the nerve,
She had the nerve to put me out.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Gotta Lotta Nerve (Perfect Perfect)
Lyrics: Daryl Hall, John Oates, Sara Allen
Music: Daryl Hall
Oh, no, stop bitching indiscretion
You're such an A-1 lover, since when are you perfection
Never true blue to me, so why are you getting nasty
Well, it's lucky for you that I'm gonna keep dancing
Oh, I know
Everyone you do is perfect
Everyone you know is perfect
Everywhere you go is perfect
So on and so on
But you've gotta lotta nerve when you talk about love
If you've gotta lotta nerve we can talk about love
Oh, you've gotta lotta nerve to be talking about love
Yeah, you gotta lotta nerve 'til we talk about love
Listen to you ... your roots will be showing
Better watch what you say and do
Or da cool you'll be blowing
We're talking 16 tones of nerve-a
We're talking perfect nerve
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Gotta Lotta Nerve
Lyrics: daryl hall, john oates, sara allen
Music: daryl hall
Oh, no, stop bitching indiscretion
You're such an a-1 lover, since when are you perfection
Never true blue to me, so why are you getting nasty
Well, it's lucky for you that i'm gonna keep dancing
Oh, i know
Everyone you do is perfect
Everyone you know is perfect
Everywhere you go is perfect
So on and so on
But you've gotta lotta nerve when you talk about love
If you've gotta lotta nerve we can talk about love
Oh, you've gotta lotta nerve to be talking about love
Yeah, you gotta lotta nerve 'til we talk about love
Listen to you ... your roots will be showing
Better watch what you say and do
Or da cool you'll be blowing
We're talking 16 tones of nerve-a
We're talking perfect nerve
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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To Want To Do To Perfect An Art
this is the secret
passed from one mouth
to another
about the greatness of this
art
first is to want
then to do
and then to do this
and that over and over again
because you want it
and you want to do it
and so
this is the greatness of this art
to want, to do, to perfect
the art of fitting words
like pipe to pipe
where water runs
to quench the thirsty mouth
out there
you and i,
art and fidelity
technique on
the opaque
optics of options
wordiness and worthiness
you and i
love and devotion
sun to day
moon to night
hand to mouth
eyes and lips
body and soul
the soundness
and the soundless
bursting of my
emotions, tonight.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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