Quotes about rail, page 14
Torches
It was a big trauma.
Granary went overboard,
my boat was torpedoed.
No romance was left now.
At the burial of the moon
aliens were arriving.
You do not want to call it a genocide.
The massacre of millions, of children
and women. The civil war was inside you,
not in the homes of innocents. A god
falls on the rail-tracks to commit
suicide. His severed limbs I would not see.
I want to close the window,
as the white dove was carrying
dead leaves for a mass grave.
poem by Satish Verma
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Four Liners
Ladies, when he says he's yours
Better check those swinging doors.
Quick to come in, quicker to leave.
Better to lock the doors, I believe.
Oh to be the first to go
is an easier thing to bear.
For the one that's left is lonely
and feels that life's not fair.
Oh to hop a train, a rail
and see where it is going
used to be the hobo's life.
The fun was in not knowing?
Make some money. Stowe it away.
Save it for a rainy day.
If your days don't bring the rain.
Spend the money. Don't complain.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Controversialist
I've sometimes wished that Ingersoll were wise
To hold his tongue, nor rail against the skies;
For when he's made a point some pious dunce
Like Bartlett of the _Bulletin_ 'replies.'
I brandish no iconoclastic fist,
Nor enter the debate an atheist;
But when they say there is a God I ask
Why Bartlett, then, is suffered to exist.
Even infidels that logic might resent,
Saying: 'There's no place for his punishment
That's worse than earth.' But humbly I submit
That he would make a hell wherever sent.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Fate and Conscience
In one corner sat my conscience
In the other stood my fate
My conscience it called out to me
Asking to negotiate
But fate refused to listen
And I lay right there between
The nagging of my conscience
And the seductiveness of dreams
When fate began to listen
And conscience ceased to rail
Against all of my weaknesses
Asssuming I would fail
Then peace fell full amongst us
And these players took their place
As artefacts of reason - not fundamental to the soul
And I stood tall amongst them
And finally felt whole.
poem by David Keig
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Diamonds
what am i running from?
do my feet betray my thoughts?
i have smelled the scent of the Beloved,
my eyes fixed upon her hem.
and day itself undresses,
without guilt or hesitation.
what has been the night has fallen,
like leaves beneath my feet.
beauty oozes and explodes,
into tiny simple things.
love drives the nail and pants the deer,
stamping by the fence rail.
i want to touch i cannot deny,
and will sacrifice all else.
to feel her skin against my soul,
leaving scars that glow like diamonds.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Give Me Leave to Rail at You
Give me leave to rail at you, -
I ask nothing but my due:
To call you false, and then to say
You shall not keep my heart a day.
But alas! against my will
I must be your captive still.
Ah! be kinder, then, for I
Cannot change, and would not die.
Kindness has resistless charms;
All besides but weakly move;
Fiercest anger it disarms,
And clips the wings of flying love.
Beauty does the heart invade,
Kindness only can persuade;
It gilds the lover's servile chain,
And makes the slave grow pleased again.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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The Balcony
A STREET at night, a silent square
That mirth forbids;
Whose windows, with drawn lips and narrowed lids,
Resent the intruder's stare.
Where winds are cautious in their play,
Where only steals
Some meager brougham on its muffled wheels
Before the portals grey.
But suddenly a window swings,
A hand is laid
For one white moment on the balustrade,
And benediction brings.
I linger . . . but, O influence malign
I watch a snail
Crawl casually along the painted rail,
Where I had built a shrine!
poem by Muriel Stuart
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Lines To A Critic
I.
Honey from silkworms who can gather,
Or silk from the yellow bee?
The grass may grow in winter weather
As soon as hate in me.
II.
Hate men who cant, and men who pray,
And men who rail like thee;
An equal passion to repay
They are not coy like me.
III.
Or seek some slave of power and gold
To be thy dear heart's mate;
Thy love will move that bigot cold
Sooner than me, thy hate.
IV.
A passion like the one I prove
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poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Withdrawal II
Withdrawal, rail, wail, it had, hit, rid, wit, hail, dial, daw, with, liar, law!
Drug trafficking is killing many and making others rich;
But, is mankind ready to stop this act? ! !
Then think twice before you fall a victim,
And it is better to save a life than to destroy it.
Withdrawal, award, ward, lit, lid, hard, hat, raid, aid, tail had, raw, war!
With your gain in drug trafficking;
But, remember all the souls that you've destroyed,
And it is better to save a life that to destroy it!
For, judgement comes soon.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Pale Lines!
my Love
Please!
You can give me back That Shadow?
Clouded into his eyes
Maybe you forgot where you kept.
It's right there!
Much overcasted, but enchanted
you do not see!
Small shadow, curve
line pale
between my breasts!
Remember?
Was his Ecuador
Above, semi-Sahara
lower Tropical
your topography took shape on me!
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poem by Mirna Morgan
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