Random Poems
Ozymandias
by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
Dedicated to Rameses II, ruler of Egypt
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert...Near them, on the sand
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies; whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things.
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sand stretch far away.
Sonology of Sex
Clock DVA
I've no idea what I'm going to do. I'm so deeply puzzled.
I've done terrible things. I've killed three people.
I don't consider myself a terrible man...more than others.
She had become hysterical and she started screaming.
I guess I hit her. I don't actually recall, it all happened so quickly.
I heard her screaming. But I never understood really why she did that.
She-She had never screamed before.
I guess you want me to keep on talking.
You make a man think he's accepted. It's all just a great big game to you.
You're all obviously too lazy to work to do anything meaningful with your life.
Prey upon the sexual fantasies of other.
Of course, there are little corners in everyone which were better off left alone.
Sicknesses, weaknesses, which should never be exposed.
But that's your stubborn trait, isn't it?
I was never fully aware of mine, until you brought them out.
Untitled
by vomit
i see the creation of a new dimension
the twisted strands of confusion
corruption....illusion
merge in silent evolution
the road begins with self-sacrifice
not of life and love
but of death and suffering
the old diseases of imprisonment
TWENTY
Give up learning, and put an end to your troubles.
Is there a difference between yes and no?
Is there a difference between good and evil?
Must I fear what others fear? What nonsense!
Other people are contented, enjoying the sacrificial feast of the ox.
In spring some go to the park, and climb the terrace.
But I alone am drifting, nor knowing where I am.
Like a newborn babe before it learns to smile,
I am alone, without a place to go.
Others have more than they need, but I alone have nothing.
I am a fool. Oh, yes! I am confused.
Other men are clear and bright,
But I alone am dim and weak.
Other men are sharp and clever,
But I alone am chill and stupid.
Oh, I drift like the waves of the sea,
Without direction, like the restless wind.
Everyone else is busy,
But I alone am aimless and depressed.
I am different.
I am nourished by the great mother.
- Tao Te Ching