Nails In My Feet
My life is a house
You crawl through the window
Skip across the floor and into the reception room
You enter the place of endless persuasion
Like a knock on the door
When there's ten or more things to do
Who is that calling?
You my companion
Run to the water on a burning beach
And it brings me relief
Pass through the walls
To find my intentions
Circle 'round in a strange, hypnotic state
I look into space
There is no connection
A million points of light
And a conversation I can't face
Cast me off one day
To lose my inhibition
Sit like a lap dog on the edge of his knee
Wear the nails on your feet
I woke up the house
Stumbled in sideways
The lights went on and everybody screamed "Surprise!"
The savage review
It left me gasping
But it warms my heart to see that you can do it too
Total surrender
Your touch is so tender
Your skin is like water on a burning beach
And it brings me relief, it brings me relief, it brings me relief
Like a night in your mind
It brings me relief
In the back door
Under the stars
And the scenery is my flaw
In the back room
Under the stars
And the scenery is my flaw
song performed by by Crowded House
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Time Is Not Kind
Time brings no relief to me.
I miss him so much and you can't see
each day that comes,
each day that goes
just like the spring and winter snows.
It leaves me with my grief.
Time brings no relief to me.
Where is the time when I can be
without his face
in every place?
I believed the lie that time can heal
and liven up my pace.
But each step I take where he has been
is not a step I'm happy in.
Each day that's born,
each night that leaves
echoes the lie as I grieve.
Time brings no relief to me.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Midnight Sun
They say you know your way around
They say you are a man of the world
You say she is a new kid in town
You think shes just another girl
You get suspicious that something is wrong
No explanation why it lasts so long
And by the look on your face, everybody knows
You cant deny that you feel exposed
You can feel the heat when the night is gone
You been burnt by the midnight sun
When you look for relief but you cant find none
You been burnt by the midnight sun
Like a train running down the track
Its too late, things are out of control
Theres no way she can take you back
Theres no release for the brand on your soul
You never noticed the touch of her hand
You messed around with things
You dont understand
Now you sit in darkness while a new day dies
Her face is shining when you close your eyes
When you feel the heat when the light is gone
You been burnt by the midnight sun
When you look for relief but you cant find none
You been burnt by the midnight sun
I know the feeling, you wish youd been warned
Now you and I are brothers in arms
cause I know the pain cause I know her kind
One left a feeling burning in my mind
And you feel the heat when the night is gone
I been burnt by the midnight sun
And I look for relief but I cant find none
I been burnt by the midnight sun
I can feel the heat when the light is gone
I been burnt by the midnight sun
And I look for relief but I cant find none
I been burnt by the midnight sun
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Joy and sorrow to dry
The loss brings you some relief too.
The gain brings you some burden too.
Joy and sorrow will dry themselves.
28.07.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupils
Theres too many people
Planning your downfall
When your spirits on trial
These nights can be frightening
Sleep transports sadness
To some other mid-brain
And somebody here
Will not be here next year
So you stand by the board
Full of fear and intention
And, if you think that theyre listening
Well, youve got to be joking
Oh, you understand change
And you think its essential
But when your profession
Is humiliation
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
Mucus on your collar
A nail up through the staff chair
A blade in your soap
And you cry into your pillow
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Im very glad the spring has come
The sun shines out so bright
All the birds that are on the trees
Are singing for delight
song performed by by Morrissey
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My Spooky Life
At times, my life borders on the paranormal,
witnessing things and hearing things
I cannot readily explain.
Ghosts enter and exit my life on a regular basis.
I’ve witnessed a ball of light fall from the night sky
and then return back to the heavens.
I’ve seen a house burn down until there was nothing left
and a year later I witnessed it do it again
on the anniversary of the first time.
I’ve seen a woman open a door and enter a room,
but when I went to find her moments later,
there was no one there.
I had a conversation with myself to a friend
and a week later, that conversation
took place word for word for real.
It may sound spooky,
but it brings me no fear
as not of it can hurt me
and only I can do that with fear.
(28 June 2011)
poem by David Harris
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The relief is pleasure
Thirst demands; you drink water.
You get relief.
The bladder demands; you pee..
You get relief.
Relief by filling and emptying
Serves you alike
28.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wake Up And Smile...When It Dawns
When something done you did,
Brings such relief released...
To you,
Leave it alone and be pleased...
You've got something done.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Feel free to wear a grin.
Loosen up that tightened collar,
And breathe...deeply.
Know that you've accomplished,
What was meant to do.
Feel your shoulders lighten from that heavy load,
And then...
Live!
Know that you've accomplished,
What was meant for you...
And then,
Live!
When something done you did,
Brings such relief released...
To you,
Leave it alone and be pleased...
You've got something done.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Wake up and smile...
When it dawns.
Just break a smile,
And move on.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Over the Horizon
Summer is a coming
and it brings the shining sun
The glistening water
girls in bikinis
and a masculine brown tan
but also it brings a pain
For I lost someone that fateful summer
Over the horizon
He was starved of life
One summer I fled
Fled, from the beach house
deep in the night
out for a midnight swim
the dark ocean
the silent breeze
and the surprise crashing of waves
But it also brings pain
For I lost my life that fateful summer
Over the horizon
I was starved of life
poem by Declan McBride
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Misery is from detachment
It is not that much inconvenient
For me to detach myself from
Men and materials.
Often I do it to escape, to evade,
To slip and to pass up.
No attachment to others
Like detachment from others
Brings on me all the relief.
23.02.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Something Wild
That fugitive dream
of shrinkage:
a room in a room
a door in a door.
You were hurting the house affairs
at midnight.
The space accident
starts dismanteling the life.
Selective pain
comes again.
You start distancing from story touch,
long vision.
The canary brings down
the roof. Somebody was leaving.
The eyes will search another sky,
another tree.
In a light slumber
another fall from the perch.
poem by Satish Verma
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The music brings me back
The music brings me back
The music brings me back
Back to a time
Back to a time
I feel the lights all around me
Feeling all the energy on the dance floor..
I am wanting more!
The music brings me back
The music brings me back
Back to a time
When I knew you were mine
I feel the lights all around me
Feeling all the energy on the dance floor..
I am wanting more!
Back to a time
when I knew were mine
The music brings me back to a time
The music brings me back to a time
You got love on the mind
The music brings me back.......
Back into time...........
poem by Sita Cabrera
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Birdsong
Birdsong brings relief
to my longing
I'm just as ecstatic as they are,
but with nothing to say!
Please universal soul, practice
some song or something through me!
Cutting
First comes pain.
Then bleeding rains.
A sweet escape from this blasted shame.
Cutting away to stop the flame.
That all this saddness brings.
Fast relief when I touch the blade.
Across my skin great relese it brings.
It doesn't last for very long.
Though I'll keep doing it till the pain is gone.
To watch the blood pour from my arm.
Makes me happy with no sense of harm.
Perhaps one day I'll go too far,
and ultimatley end up buying the farm.
You can't understand this frightful charm.
If you've never done it you can't discern.
The escape you feel in cutting burns.
It takes my mind from the hurtful world.
Where I can make no sense of a single word.
This is how the truth is learned.
Cutting away with forceful turns.
poem by Michael McParland
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The relief
Food entering mouth is a relish;
Its exit from anus is a relief.
Mating is relish; orgasm is relief.
Relief is the peak of the pleasure.
26.06.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Like Fire To Water
Different yet the same, in our soul pride and blame
The son and daughter, like fire to water
The two live within us
We pray our faith for help
Like madness and sin, kin passes to kin
The fire and water, the sacred slaughter
... All that and more told in ancient lore
Now I shall begin...
To set forth on a quest, all past is put to rest
So we shall never have to cry again
So we shall forever remain sane
The force of belief, brings me relief
Let us now unite, we fly as one
With the wings God has sent, we fly into the end
song performed by by Orphaned Land
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A Pleasing Sought Has Been Reached
Put down the moisterizer,
And go get a friend.
A 'fling' or 'something'.
Or let go of this relationship...
Since neither one of you,
Are gratified by the things...
You once together liked to do!
Or come together to mend...
In a foreplay lovers choose.
Turn off the water faucet,
And get down from the sink.
What's the matter with you two?
Is your desperation on the brink?
Conversation 101,
Is a beginning you can start.
Communication done and desired,
Will heat the embers...
To bring new life to that fizzling fire.
And can melt away icicles quick.
Ending midnight visits to the restroom!
As one pretends to be sick of the other...
While an unsatisfied spouse...
Lays in bed,
Making good single use of it!
And getting a heads up,
On the matters at hand!
And infusing a bliss...
That becomes sensually picturesque,
With images fleeting that brings one to rest.
And sleeping quietly,
After the incentive brings about relief!
And agitated the other becomes...
When the snoring done,
Loudly peaks at new levels...
As if a pleasing sought has been reached!
'It has! '
~Snoring is not the only thing,
You pretend to do!
I'm suppose to believe,
You now talk in your sleep? ~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Real Meaning Of Christmas
Christmas brings lights that lighten every alley.
Christmas fills the void of each heart's saddened valley.
Christmas brings Santa with surprising gifts of toys.
Christmas brings laughter to mainly girls and boys.
Christmas brings carols sung by mellifluous voices.
Christmas brings fantasies that suit many choices.
Christmas adds glamour to the choicest street's splendour.
Christmas emits fun with its rare yuletide colour.
Christmas makes sad faces to beam with unfeigned smiles.
Christmas brings seasonal joy travelling several miles.
Christmas brings hope to the annually despondent.
Christmas brings Christ, ever in our hearts resident.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (9 December 2018)
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Relief and Burden
A loss leaves some relief,
Which relievs some sufferings.
A gain brings some burden,
Which disturbs some happiness.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Real relief
So long as the low race feels stigmatized
No racial parity by law gives relief.
So long as housewives feel stigmatized
No woman empowerment gives relief.
So long as free women feel stigmatized
No sexual freedom would give any relief.
Only when their opponents feel stigmatized
For their attitudes, relief would be in reality.
18.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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What brings me joy?
What brings me joy? A cool day in the summer time, the air that flashes across my face,
A gentle kiss that is embraced on my lips, to be held when the lonely feels sets in, Peace with in my heart when there is no one around,
What brings me joy? To know that I am loved and that I could love with no question asked,
To feel your heart press against mines, to taste a good taste that makes my mouth water,
What brings me joy? To be nowhere but feel as if I am on top of the world, To fly high in the sky and never get off the ground, To be overwhelmed with a feeling as if this is my world.
What brings me joy? My life and all that it has to offer.
poem by Kimbaline Navas
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