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I didn't think about whether I was writing poems. I was thinking. And the more I was thinking, the more there was I didn't understand.

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Feeling The River Flowing Inside Me

I didn't think about whether I was writing poems.
I was thinking.
And the more I was thinking,
the more there was I didn't understand

— David Anti

did i have as my goal to understand?
no it isn't, it is merely to feel how i feel,
and keep a record about it,
i write like a river, actually
i do not know where i am going,
i just go with the flow, i close my eyes
and feel the
flow, and not ask where am i going?
for that is not the question
and there will be no answers, nothing specific
it is only the flow, and the sound, and the color and
the scent,

i am told, all rivers go to the sea
it is the truth, and i do not question it.
i do not ask any understanding about the sea when i arrive there.

again it is just a feeling.
perhaps, you may change the term

it is possibly faith
understated.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Most of the younger people I knew didn't seem to have a handle on things; they hadn't found their place, they didn't understand how the world works, they didn't understand how to treat other people, and they didn't know how to stop thinking about themselves.

quote by Kristin Hersh
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Lacey had this huge chip on his shoulder. He walked into the room thinking that the people didn't welcome him and didn't like him. He gave the impression that he didn't understand the Voice and New York, and he didn't want to.

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Everyone Was There

Thinking about senior year
Everyone was here
Playing capture the flag at the park
Didn’t stop ‘til it got dark
And the very next day
Had poison on my arms and legs
And I didn’t even care
Because everyone was there

We were young and stupid
We were wild and crazy
But we didn’t even care
Because everyone was there

Thinking about that one Saturday
Was having fun in our own way
At a friends house we were spending the night
Think that was true? Yeah right
We were partying hard in the field
If my parents found out I’d be killed
But I didn’t even care
Because everyone was there

We were young and stupid
We were wild and crazy
But we didn’t even care
Because everyone was there

Thinking about graduation night
We were all as high as a kite
Laughing about the whole year
And we were all here
Sitting around a bonfire
With a bottle of fire water
And I didn’t even care
Because everyone was there

We were young
And we were so stupid
We were wild
And we were so crazy
We didn’t have a worry or a care
Because everyone was there

poem by Maggie lll
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Thinking of you on your birthday! Leah :)

Another year another birthday thinking of you all day

Thinking about school the old times, the memories stay

Thinking about laughs and good times we had in class

Thinking about the joys of the past

Thinking of technology class and the time everyone loved the pizza man song

Thinking about XL and the day we did up the room with paint

Thinking about the time Verneita pretended to faint (LOL)

Thinking about the time we all got out of school early when it snowed and went up the golf

Remember the times we used to get in trouble and we didn’t even care sometimes I wish I could do it all again.

Thinking of you on your birthday :)

poem by Stephanie Mcgrath
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I'm Not The Man I Used To Be (Jazzie B & Nellee Hooper Version)

When I'm in trouble or out of step
If my balance has been upset
Oh there's a feeling I can't accept
There's one thing that helps me to forget
Wonder what I'm thinking
Wonder why I'm drinking
But it's plain to see
I'm not the man I used to be
If life were easy and didn't ask,
didn't tease me or take things back
I'd just start to understand,
what makes me the man I am
Wonder what I'm thinking
Wonder why I'm drinking
But it's plain to see
I'm not the man I used to be
Oh it's plain and it's a shame
I'm not the man I used to be
I've lost dreams that won't come back
memories fading fast
I should save the ones I have
What's the use, most of them are bad
Wonder what I'm thinking
Wonder why I'm drinking
But it's plain to see
I'm not the man I used to be
Oh it's plain and it's a shame
I can't explain
But I'm not the man I used to be
Oh it's plain and it's a shame
I can't explain
But I'm not the man I used to be

song performed by by Fine Young Cannibals
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Didn't Care

You didn't care,
when I was alone,
fighting with,
me in your absence.
You didn't share,
your laughter, grief,
your sojourn...
I knitted a sweater,
for you,
with white and
sky blue.
You didn't come in winter.
Still now, it's with me.
You know, I have in my hair,
a flash of silver white!
Soon, I'll need spec,
to read your poems.
Oh! I forgot to tell,
you one thing, hmm.silly
though, no won't tell,
you will laugh then.
Everyday, I write a poem
thinking of you!
You told once, my poems
are rubbish!
But, believe me, I write,
squeezing my blood,
from my love for you!
If you won't talk,
well, I'll be speaking
aloud, rather, under,
the gulmohar tree,
under its bunch of
red flowers, or,
under any leafless tree,
one which you will prefer...
But, we must meet..
someday,
any day,
as it has been
fixed by God!

poem by Nilakshi Das
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Thinking Man's Blues

i was thinking about Jesus
i was thinking about robbing a bank
thinking about the band a playin'
while the Titanic sank
thinking 'bout salvation
thinking about getting free
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?

i was thinking about generations
i was thinking about saving grace
i was thinking about truth and lies
thinking about flesh and lace
thinking about redemption
and rivers running to the sea
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?

i was thinking about the Dharma
'bout Martin Luther King
thinking about Merle Haggard
thinking about James Dean
thinking about the costs of war
about moral depravity
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?
thinking and a wondering
do you ever think about me?

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Didnt Know

Didn't know what you had
Until you lost it
Didn't know what you own
Until you got it
Didn't know of your sins
Until you fought it.
Didn't know what you needed
Until you sought it.

Didn't know your lies
Until someone spoke them
Didn't know of the truth
Until someone wrote them
Didn't remembered your dreams
Until someone awoke them
Didn't know they died
Until someone chocked them.

Didn't know you had guilt
Until you cried
Didn't know you felt sadness
Until you tried to hide
Didn't know you felt shame
Until you lied
Didn't know you believed in GOD
Until you asked him why.

Didn't know you felt sorrow
Until you shed a tear
Didn't know that you were scared
Until I saw your fear
Didn't know that you hated
Until you were near
Didn't know that you were unhappy
Until you looked in a mirror.

Didn't know who you truly were
Until your ways you sewed
Didn't know that you were evil
Until the truth was showed
Didn't know you did this before
Until I saw all of your woe
Didn't know who you really were
Though I wished then I did know.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Damien

Things are done that I just don't understand
There's hardly no time left for the average young man
Works his arse off 'til his blue in the face
Drugged with hope so he can keep up the pace

And soon he joins the unemployed
Where all hope and ambition are destroyed
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world

A situation that I don't understand
A desperation that just got out of hand
He didn't realize what steps he should take
He didn't realize that his life was at stake

He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend

Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
Is there any justice left in this world
For you and me
Damien.

A contemplation left much to late
A deliberation we all left to fate
We didn’t understand the role we should play
We ignored the facts hoping they would simply fade away

He left us thinking yet again
Another passing of a friend

poem by Colin Coplin
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I'm Thinking

The pen is gripped between my fingers.
The tension grows, an idea lingers,
And yet somehow it’s stuck.
I’m thinking, ‘just my luck’!

The pen is starting to want to play,
Upon the paper, and have its say.
And yet there’s no feedback.
I’m thinking, ‘I’m off track’!

The pen is tapping away frustrated,
The owner’s now infuriated.
And yet one shall still strive.
I’m thinking, ‘it must arrive’!

The pen is gyrating all about,
There’s something definite coming out.
And yet, a nervous time.
I’m thinking, ‘will it rhyme? ’,

The pen is slowing, and it will stop.
It’s done its writing and needs to flop.
And yet, this work of art,
I’m thinking, ‘is from the heart’!

The pen has finished its job and rests.
It has done well, its achieved its best.
And yet, it will do more,
I’m thinking. ‘That’s for sure’!

The pen - has run out of ink.

I think!

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Three Words

Today I wanted to write you a note
But I didn't know what to say
There's just so much to tell you
That I couldn't tell in a single day

When you asked me if I was okay
And I replied yes
I was just thinking thinking about
How I was going to write you this

Of course it's nothing bad
But something in my mind keeps occuring
And keeps thinking about the wording
Of three very special words.

Now that I've said them
I wonder if there is more to do
To show you
That I love you

I promise I'll find a way
To show you one day
But as for now
I'll think of it somehow.

poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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I wrote those poems for myself, as a way of being a soldier here in this country. I didn't know the poems would travel. I didn't go to Lebanon until two years ago, but people told me that many Arabs had memorized these poems and translated them into Arabic.

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Father Boy

Oh Father Boy, Oh Father Boy
You didn’t see the signs
You didn’t hear a thing did you
Oh Father Boy, my dear
You didn’t see, you didn’t look, you didn’t listen either
You didn’t try to understand
You didn’t take the time
You weren’t a Father, Father Boy, you weren’t a Father, Father.

Oh Father Boy, Father Boy
When a Father has a Boy
To be a Father, Father see
You have to see the Boy
The Boy inside the Father
And the Father in the Boy
But Father Boy, Oh Father Boy
You just didn’t pay attention
For a Boy to be a Father, Father
He cannot be a Father Boy.

(Previously published in Megaera, #4, Fall 2000)

poem by Laurence Overmire
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In This Life

Sitting on a park bench
Thinking about a friend of mine
He was only 23
Gone before he had his time
It came without a warning
Didn't want his friends to see him cry
He knew the day was dawning
And I didn't have a chance to say goodbye

Chorus:

In this life I loved you most of all
What for?
'Cause now you're gone and I have to ask myself
What for?

What for?
Driving down the boulevard
Thinking about a man I knew
He was like a father to me
Nothing in the world that he wouldn't do
Taught me to respect myself
Said that we're all made of flesh and blood
Why should he be treated differently
Shouldn't matter who you choose to love

(chorus)

Intermediate:

People pass by and I wonder who's next
Who determines

song performed by by Madonna from Erotica
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When We Do Nothing, A Philosophizing

did he tell you
that even those who stand and wait
also serve?

which means precisely that those who do nothing
(also does something)

that by doing nothing
they also share
what you are thinking right now

do we think that writing is doing something
that thinking is also doing something?

what is it that which is nothing that we can do?
tell me.

everything is everything and it includes nothing actually.
everything embraces also nothing.

so when you do everything you also do what nothing is.
there is nothing that we can do.
everything is here, including this 'nothing'

do you really do nothing?
try thinking some more. try doing nothing, if it is possible at all.

i tell you, it is not.
really, it is.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dream About It

I didn't wanna talk
I didn't even know your name
But the way that you moved your body
I could tell that you were game
As I moved a little closer to you
You cast your spell on me

I didn't wanna stop
Didn't wanna miss a beat
Cos the passion inside of you
Knocked me off my feet
There was nothing I could do about it
You had a hold over me
It must have been plain to see

But don't go jumping to conclusions
I ain't looking for romance
I'm having the best time now
But please understand

Don't even think that I
Wanna run away with you
Never assume that I
Could ever feel the way you do
Who said a thing about
Love forever true
Don't even dream about
Dream about it

You led me to your ride
Pulled the soft top down
I could tell I'd got your motor running
As we cruised through town
As a warm breeze strokes your body
I felt you touching me
It wasn't just a fantasy

Don't ever dream that this could be
More than just sexuality
Just 'cos I'm knocking boots with you
You ought to think yourself lucky
To land yourself a squeeze like me
So you just appreciate it
Before you go and waste it

song performed by by Liberty X from Thinking It Over
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Pure

Don't you bring me down
Kick me when I'm down
Put me away again
Every now and then
Your bottle spinning my fate
As I hold my breath
And so you don't want any part of this now
Where did it go so wrong
I guess I'm finally finding out
It's got me tripping now
The little things, everywhere I go
It's such a shame
Why you held on, so long
Why don't you confuse me a little more?
Confuse me
And I never thought that you
Who would believe that I wasn't good enough?
Those things I never thought you'd do
You got the best of me
You got the best of me when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know, this will be the last time
You've got me running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I'm down, all the way down
Put me away again
Every now and then
Your bottle spinning my fate
While I hold my breath
Don't sweat the lies that you say I control
Confuse me a little more
[Confuse me]
And I never thought that you
Who would believe that I wasn't good enough?
Those things I never thought you'd do
You got the best of me
You and all your secrets don't need me
You got the best of me when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know this will be the last time
You've got me, running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I'm down
So when you say you've let me go, let me go
'Cause you didn't care about this, sorry you
I guess you'll be alright
Now that you've got things to go your way
How could you be like this?
This is the last time but you don't hear me though
You got the best of me, when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know, this will be the last time
You've got me running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I don't understand the way
That you're thinking, thinking, thinking, Andrea
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Confuse me a little more
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?

song performed by by Orgy
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MaMa's Cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
It's an assortment of goodie things
Chocolate, pies and banana pudding
Enough food and that's Mama's cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Apron in hand and lasting impression I didn't want to miss
Everything seem perfect from beginning to end
Enough food and that's Mama's Cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Smiling faces and a gentle speech of o.k.
Noone knows how much the void I can't fill
Enough food and that Mama's Cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Being polite and sincere would carry the weight
Seemingly enough she has the greater plan
Enough food and that Mama's Cooking ahead

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
The napkins, plates and never-ending why didn't it last
Noone knows how much the void I can't fill
Enough food and that's Mama's Cooking again

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Craving for the turkey and dressing pan
Not to admit, seemed a bit much
Enough Food and that's Mama's Cooking again

So nowadays, I look for the needle in the haystack
Wishing on the times, she would come back
It's been 10 years, since I said thoughs word's
Enough food and that Mama's blessing for us

Missing mom everyday becomes second-nature for me
Enough food, Enough love and One day she'll see
For know I'll take her spirits with me and others will speak
Enough food, Enough love and One day she'll see

poem by Natasha McGee
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The world went by, and we didn't get caught up in all the other things, because we didn't have time. We had no spare time. It was always thinking about training and focusing on what we wanted, our goals.

quote by Peggy Fleming
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