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A man sits down right on a bridge
In water he throws random rocks.
His main goal is plain and simple,
He wants to hit some swimming ducks.
The neatly stacked in brain thoughts,
Were put in there last night in bed,
Because the man needed some bucks
And found granules of dust instead.
The rage of poverty took place.
He just had no one in the world
To give his body an embrace,
So he could feel a little loved.
The present morning he woke up,
With all connected to revenge.
For all these years he had enough;
Existence pushed him on the edge.
He blinked a few times at the sun,
Which dingy windows hardly showed,
And briefly made his mind to run
At the nearest bridge he’d known.
There, with all his might he shouted:
“I’ve played your game too long this time,
Spiral ends, my souls have voted
The main learned lesson is all mine,
In the crude evolving stages,
I have survived with all my wits;
The brain passed the test of ages,
The body rotted from the roots.
Oh, the years of desolation,
You have condemned my being through…
My patience runs thin as paper.
I’ve had enough of all of you!
I want the game of life to stop,
And rewards for all I’ve suffered.
The seeded things I shall not crop,
The given land does not suffice.
Abrupt the torment has to end,
Your point has been more than proven,
There’s nothing else to understand,
I want to come back to the end.
In recognition for the way
Creation made me feel and think,
I only want the light of day
To turn into the night of death.”
If another could see the play,
And realize just what he hears,
The mirror of the lake would pray:
“Please shout your grief another way!
You’re scaring all the ducks away
And they’re just here for the water.
Your upset mood about your state
Should be told to another matter,
Which can be found solely in you,
Not in the lake, not on the earth,
So go and look a bit though
The pages of your memory!”
The other stood flabbergasted:
“Why should the lake talk to a bum?”
But his mind would soon inquire:
“Did you have a few drinks of rum
Or this is only consciousness
Going a bit towards insane?"
From simply creeping from wetness
Sadly it’s all what we became.
It may be painful to admit,
Despite the one given status,
Humanity is just a hint
Of what transcends the Universe.
for F. A.
You, in going a little way from yourself
Have gone a long way from my gullible ilk.
« I’m trying hard not to like you, » you said
The breaths of several men surging in your nostrils
And the stench abraded in your flesh :
« You are unshaven. »
You took proper care to remember the right words :
« Why are you so far away, I cannot reach you. »
The ****** you probably tried to fake –
Thanks for the repeated protestations -
Blew all the other exhausted noises through.
« I think it’s all this lack of sleep and all that, » you said
Trapping me with your alien scents.
You have gone away more than a little from yourself.
I have felt and avoided the humiliation in your voice :
« Turn out the lights. I’m afraid
You’d never like me again. »
These are bothersome words.
Only constant repetition make them less wearisome.
One whole week you waited and watched.
One by one you chalked us down.
We fled, not so much from you
As from ourselves, not knowing which
You or the condemned flower to take :
« Why don’t you tell me something about yourself.
I’ve said enough, » you said and came closer
Wraithed in your trapper's overflying airs.
Now that you have prospected a little
Confiscated my intimate thoughts, coaxed my ego
Applied the guileful balms which embolden
A man in bed and made of the future a promise
And turned and sighed like the unwanted thing
Now that you have preyed in my sanctuary
Gazed long in wistful silence my empty shrine
How can I let you go – take my scent
And mix it till it roots in other flesh
And wandering, I’ll not know why someday
I might fret in the company of familiar strangers.
« What about the lad ? » Alone and wishfully loitering
« Oh, let him toss and turn. Why shouldn’t he ?
He’ll write better then, » you said, for once
Rippling the nimble calm embossed on feigning face
That poised flutter of your lips when words you wield
Assume a dextrous innocence
Little wonder then the sensually provoked blushes
Cross-fertilise the loping lurk of your poems.
You in going a little way towards me
Have gone a long way from yourself.
Before you go a little way prospecting
Leave leave a little of yourself in your safe.
©: T. Wignesan, 1965 (from the collection: tell them i'm gone, 1983, rev. 2012)
(Hook)
You're missing out(missing out)
Like a ball you pitching out
Missing all the most precious times
Going through the most hectic times
In my life im moving forward
Not going a step behind
No need for excuses for what you didn't do
I cant keep dwelling on where were you
(Verse 1)
Every time i looked up
You were never there
Unlike time, i didn't have alot to spare (spare)
Ive had some trying times and
Some were great
At times i felt like i had enough on my plate
Is it to late
Can i begin with
Can i start
Before i finish
Or be replenished
I don't know
If i were to get away
Tell me where would i go(go)
(Chorus)
Where has the time gone
In my life
Felt alone (so alone)
My good outweighed my wrong
Thats why i have to remain strong(so strong)
When you weren't there
I felt no one cared
Got to let it go
To succeed i have to grow
Let the past be the past
Get it straight
Practice more to appreciate
On those days when i dont have a clue
I cant keep dwelling on where were you
(Verse 2)
Flipping through my life i see the pages
They are not worn out
Just going through the stages
The stages of becoming a woman
This is my life
I got to own it
Do what i got to do
Regardless of the situation
I got to stay true
Stay true to myself
Stressing in this world not good for your health (your health)
Try to look around
Im no longer lost im found(found)
(Chorus)
Where has the time gone
In my life
Felt alone (so alone)
My good outweighed my wrong
Thats why i have to remain strong(so strong)
When you weren't there
I felt no one cared
Got to let it go
To succeed i have to grow
Let the past be the past
Get it straight
Practice more to appreciate
On those days when i dont have a clue
I cant keep dwelling on where were you
Repeat until chorus fades
Written By: Concetta Hardnett
4/14/15
(Hook)
You're missing out(missing out)
Like a ball you pitching out
Missing all the most precious times
Going through the most hectic times
In my life im moving forward
Not going a step behind
No need for excuses for what you didn't do
I cant keep dwelling on where were you
(Verse 1)
Every time i looked up
You were never there
Unlike time, i didn't have alot to spare (spare)
Ive had some trying times and
Some were great
At times i felt like i had enough on my plate
Is it to late
Can i begin with
Can i start
Before i finish
Or be replenished
I don't know
If i were to get away
Tell me where would i go(go)
(Chorus)
Where has the time gone
In my life
Felt alone (so alone)
My good outweighed my wrong
Thats why i have to remain strong(so strong)
When you weren't there
I felt no one cared
Got to let it go
To succeed i have to grow
Let the past be the past
Get it straight
Practice more to appreciate
On those days when i dont have a clue
I cant keep dwelling on where were you
(Verse 2)
Flipping through my life i see the pages
They are not worn out
Just going through the stages
The stages of becoming a woman
This is my life
I got to own it
Do what i got to do
Regardless of the situation
I got to stay true
Stay true to myself
Stressing in this world not good for your health (your health)
Try to look around
Im no longer lost im found(found)
(Chorus)
Where has the time gone
In my life
Felt alone (so alone)
My good outweighed my wrong
Thats why i have to remain strong(so strong)
When you weren't there
I felt no one cared
Got to let it go
To succeed i have to grow
Let the past be the past
Get it straight
Practice more to appreciate
On those days when i dont have a clue
I cant keep dwelling on where were you
Repeat until chorus fades
Written By: Concetta Hardnett
4/14/15
I cannot believe I can see
my own breath.
To amuse myself, I try
making shapes;
it doesn't work.
I see how fogged up
the glass on the door is.
I consider drawing on it,
and realize my fingers
will stick.
I wait about fifteen minutes.
This time, I consider writing
backwards "I am trapped. Let me out!"
Even if I lose a bit of skin,
someone might see it.
By this time, it's a half hour.
I take out a cigarette, but
my lighter won't ignite.
I shake it upside down,
hold it in my hands, and
it lights.
Ah. At least one thing to
calm my nerves.
How did I even end up in here,
I wonder.
Then, I remember.
I suppose my brain was
going a bit numb, for me
to forget.
It's only been thirty minutes.
The dim-witted Mr. Cross,
locked me in here while I
was unloading boxes.
He found it amusing;
since I put hot pepper on
his sandwich once,
not knowing he was allergic.
I guess this was his revenge.
Does he realize though, that
I could freeze to death, in here?
Does anyone realize that I am not
at my station?
I scream, but no one hears me.
I pound on the door, the walls.
My hands start to hurt.
I think I may have split a
knuckle opened.
I see blood, but it is not dripping.
I dip my hand in a bag of ice,
near the corner, on the right side.
I start feeling it go numb,
and I pull it out to finish my
thought about writing on that door.
I walk over to it, and I feel goose bumps.
Unfortunately, I didn't grab my sweat shirt,
before I came in here.
Feeling like my arms are going to
fall off, I go to write on the door.
As soon as I start, I hear a voice.
"Is someone in there?"
I yell, "Yes".
The door opens, it's the janitor.
He asks what happened, while
handing me his sweater.
Then after I finish, he smiles.
I ask him if he found this amusing.
His response was a simple,
"Yes. The door doesn't lock from the inside".
He is sleeping in my bed unsuspecting,
As I sneak out the back door again.
I stalk across the dimly lit garden,
Stricken with guilt, remorse, heart-piercing pain.
Even during blissful moments in his arms,
Your face flickers in the reflection in his eyes.
I close mine only to see your face again,
In the blackness, dark as night skies.
How can I be happy with someone else,
When thoughts of you haunt me, asleep or awake?
How can I smile up at him,
When its your features I'm trying to remake?
Even though he makes me happy,
Its nothing compared to the joy you brought me.
I start the car and stare at the lucky charm,
Remembering when you said, my happiness it will guarantee.
I guess it never did work,
Because now I'm sitting in this empty car,
Wondering how things could have gone this wrong,
When we had promised stay together upon a solitary star.
I'm driving down the familiar road,
Wishing an accident would take away this pain.
Better a quick unfortunate incident,
Than a slow death, plagued by guilt, going a little insane.
Walking through the wrought iron gates,
I cant help remembering the many times I've sneaked out.
Each time I reach the graveled path,
If you're worth the trouble, I doubt.
But I cant help stalking out the house,
You've become my obsession, my pilgrimage.
Praying silently he never finds about you,
For I'm sure he'll have me put in a cage.
I feel the steady calm rising as I near you,
Your voice is in the wind, the rustle of the leaves.
I can hear my heart beat in my ears,
I move to your headstone among the other graves.
As usual I trace the engraved heart,
Let a few tears slip and lie down on your cover.
Wishing the block of marble between would disappear and so,
For the last time I could see my sunshine, my one true lover.
- Miliya Parveen
I want a love
that comes once in a lifetime
filled with sleepless nights
and for all the no reason fights
I want warm whispers underneath an ever billowing blanket
where I hunger for his touch
and he is only awaiting me
Passion overwhelming all of our senses
intoxicating
Legs caught up in a tango
the rythym shared bewteen
beautiful
heart pounding
echooing all the way down into my gut
breathless and head still spinning
I feel as If i am one with the universe
and you
straight to the stars where the warmth of the sun is almost blinding
I want to feel
My heart ripping
in two when you leave my side
blood dripping
all over the floor
Screaming into pillows
lips burnt from the salty concentration of my wet tears
grit my teeth and close my eye
gripping the blankets for something to hold on to
comfort
I let only the darkness enfold its arms around me
Tossing and turning and choking on stale air
Sweating bullets
Feverous
I welcome the pain
its something I can bear
I want a love, and I want it so badly
I want a love that makes me
act the fool
Insanity
Just plain happy
When you return
I want to feel my heart jump into throat
Speechless
arms and legs shaking
like a leaf in a windstorm
So happy
my heart's going a 1000 beats per minute
hold me close
and you will feel the amplitude to it
I want breathless moments
where you kiss me
and rejuvenate
all the life once more in me
killing all the sadness and loneliness
that has accumulated my system for months
where I am cured
I yearn for you
I want to glow
Lighting up the dingy airport
like a lost ship it will help you to find me
I want to make your face tingle
with hummingbird kisses
Jumping into your arms
kissing you so hard your eyes pop out
do you welcome this dream?
I wonder
-------- PART ONE TO BE CONTINUED
Form:
MY HEAVENLY FATHER IT IS YOU I PRAISE
TODAY ON MY BIRTHDAY YOU GAVE ME A BIG RAISE
NO CANCER FOUND IN MY ORGANS OR BONES
THE BEST BIRTHDAY PRESENT IN MY BIRTHDAY ZONE
THERE IS STILL A PROBLEM THAT CAUSES MY PSA TO GO UP AND DOWN
AND IF IT KEEPS GOING A TREATMENT WILL HAVE TO BE FOUND
BUT FATHER I HAVE GONE THROUGH THIS ONCE AND DO NOT WANT TO DO IT AGAIN
YOU CAN DO WHAT MAN CANNOT YOU CAN HEAL ANYONE OR REMOVE THE PAIN
SO MY HEAVENLY FATHER IT IS TO YOU THAT I PRAY
AND I WILL CONTINUE TO DO THIS EVERY SINGLE DAY
MY HEAVENLY FATHER I NEED YOUR HEALING TOUCH
YOU KNOW FATHER IT IS YOUR LOVE THAT I CRUTCH
SOMETHING IN MY PROSTATE IS MAKING MY PSA TO GO UP AND DOWN
AND IT IS YOU MY HEAVENLY FATHER THAT WEARS THE CROWN
YOU ARE IN CONTROL OF EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING
AND ONLY YOU MIRACLES YOU CAN BRING
SO FATHER I ASK FOR YOUR HEALING RIGHT NOW
AND I BELIEVE THAT IT IS ONLY YOU FATHER THAT WILL ALLOW
TO HEAL THE DISEASES THAT OCCUPY A LOT
AND IT WAS ONLY YOU THAT HEALING YOU APPLIED TO OTHERS AND BROUGHT
SO MY HEAVENLY FATHER INSTEAD OF TRUSTING MAN TO COME UP WITH A PLAN
I AM PUTTING MY FAITH IN YOU TO RESCUE ME FROM THIS SCAM
REMOVE THE PROBLEM THAT MAKES MY PSA RAISE
AND YES MY FATHER IT IS ONLY TO YOU THAT I PRAISE
CAST OUT AND UNHEALTHY THING INSIDE OF ME
AND FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL PLEASE MY HEAVENLY FATHER SET ME FREE
FROM THIS PROBLEM THAT HAS AFFECTED ME FOR MANY YEARS
AND YES IT IS A CURSE THAT HAS BROUGHT ME TEARS
SO MY HEAVENLY FATHER I PRAY FOR YOUR HEALING TOUCH RIGHT NOW
AND NO MORE DISEASE FATHER WILL YOU ALLOW
TO AFFECT ME IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM
AND IT IS YOUR LOVING TOUCH THAT KEEPS ME WARM
SO FATHER IT IS ONLY YOU THAT I WILL GIVE MY FAITH AND MY TRUST
AND YOUR HEALING FATHER IS AN ABSOLUTE MUST
IN JESUS PRECIOUS NAME AMEN
Written by Michael Kolter
We know it as a poison,here are some things that you may not know
It can drop one dead in their tracks, or it may take a while
A trickster, one of devious deeds, the Devil's tool
It may appear to be something else, when putting on a show
The Mafia has been using it for years, they like it's style
Not something a common man learns in school
If given in the right amount, but not a lethal dose
The dosage prepared by someone with medical experience
Then to a "gopher" to administer the crippling task
In a few days will appear to be stroke, or very close
Leaving the victim helpless, with little or no defense
While arsenic hides behind the mask
Affects the right side of the brain and cripples the left side
Drives the blood pressure through the roof, three hundred plus
Your mind is going a million miles per hour wandering what is taking place
A severe cramp in your left leg, bent at the knee with your foot touching the backside
All you can do is lay there and cuss
You cannot walk, you cannot talk because of a twisted face
A stroke leaves ever lasting damage, arsenic will last for a few days
The blood pressure comes back to normal, but flash backs will haunt you
The doctors in this conspiracy, will doctor you for a stroke
Will tell you that you are not a doctor, i have found out as I have my ways
The people that do not know this, have no proof on what they can do
They will laugh at you, like it is a joke
They sent me a message each time, but I know that they will be back
Claim that they are going to make me pay, or drive me insane
Because those people are never going to be nice
Remain calm and pray, until the next attack
I never run, but now I walk with a cane
As for Mr. Arsenic, I have already met him twice
Form:
I understand that we’ve just met,
I understand that we don’t quite know each other yet,
I understand that you’re not alone,
And that you have a place to call home.
I understand that you are the same,
In so many ways,
I understand that you are different,
In so many ways.
I understand that you like stupid tv shows,
I understand that you like stupid games,
I understand that you have the most generic name.
I understand that we have a connection,
Based on things we can’t say,
I understand that we are there for each other,
At the end of the day.
What I don’t understand is that I ignore the most important thing,
You can’t be mine,
We can’t be a thing,
Because as you know,
You belong to someone else.
Open or shut,
Doesn’t matter,
Because I wish I was her,
And I wish that you were mine.
And I keep telling myself I can detach,
That we can just be friends,
But I think I’m realizing,
Just how badly this could end.
Because I keep imagining,
Of what it would be like,
In another world,
Where I had met you first.
I can’t stop thinking,
I just can’t,
It’s like my head is going a million miles an hour,
And my brain is dead.
Why do you have to be good?
Why can’t you be bad?
Why do you have to make it so hard to hate you?
Why do I feel sad?
The three amigos made me lose hope,
But the so-called knight in shining armor has yet to prove himself,
Other soldiers have failed,
Or simply lost interest.
I’m rooting for the knight,
How he will joust I am not sure.
Because he’s different,
I might be ok,
But it’s the princess I have to worry about.
Do you actually care?
Or know what you’re doing?
Will you stick around,
Or are you going to leave me too?