I have survived and possibly I should not hope for more than that.
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Return To Hangar
Welcome to an empty fortress
A mighty wreck that once was proud
Ate alive by oxidation
Abandoned by a crew of cowards
Navigation systems failed
Computers crashed and they all fall down
Possibly Ive seen too much
Hangar 18 I know too much
Solo - pitrelli
All the guilty paid the price
Suspended by their broken necks
No one survived to tell the story
When foreign life forms resurrect
And military intelligence is
Still two words that cant make sense
Possibly Ive seen too much
Hangar 18 I know too much
Solos - pitrelli, mustaine
Solos - pitrelli, mustaine, pitrelli, mustaine
song performed by by Megadeth
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A Story About A Wedding and My Friend and Poverty and Joblessness
i met an old classmate
today
at the wedding of
a newly appointed high school teacher
my ex-classmate is jobless and his wife
looks like
an old sickly monkey with less hair on her head
(forgive me but that is
the only possible
adjective that
i can give)
he is fat and feels like
a louse
(i am sorry
i am intruding into his
own feelings)
he does not like me
his eyes are shouting at me
possibly because we look the same
possibly because we too
feel the same
possibly because our wives look
like twins
possibly because the weather is bad
and people do not mind us
because everyone is hungry and
there is nothing much to eat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Were There Hope
I was never in a league of noble gentlemen
To whom she'd cast polite and flitting smiles,
Only distant hope and dying dreams for me!
Or perhaps descent into a game of wiles
To give a chance of sipping wine on heady nights
With her angelic presence to declare;
Above, an aura playing out hypnotic hues,
And I in awe of blonde cascades of hair.
But no! my tiring soul is sinking in a mire
To haunt me for an age and evermore, for
How could I expect to hold her silken hand
When I am but a soulless ghost of yore?
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I Have Survived
I am scared you might see the scars; I try so hard to hide
Caused by the ones murdered me, drove me
By cursing, swearing
Haven't always been scared, reserved
They killed me, but now I'm alive
They hurt me, wounded me
But I survived
How is it possible to breath
When you already died?
But now I'm concerned
Even though the hate has died
It bones still linger on my mind
Its ghost still haunts me in the night
But it's alright, I can fight
Because I survived
Haven't always be scared to trust
Life is a game of Russian roulette but
I survived, now I live and breathe
Not ready to die because
I am alive
I have survived
God Only Knows
I was waiting for something
I was listening to my breathing
Like a man listening to life
I was looking for fire
It could take me or leave me
It could all just burn away
The oxygen law
It remains me
Id been surrounded for hours
By the sound of thinking metal
And I knew something was wrong
I can tell you what fear is
It is the smell of burning
And Id been close once before
I waited a long time
How I survived God only knows
It seemed like forever
How I survived God only knows
I dont like the memory
How I survived God only knows
How I survived God only knows
I remember the feeling
Ill remember forever
How it all just came apart
I dont believe in praying
I dont believe in a god
Now I question everything
The dreamer is gone
Im an old man
I could tell you of horror
I could show you the pieces
But I just want to forget
Im not sure if I saw it
Im not sure if I heard it
I just screamed i cant get out
i cant get out
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Still Life With Death's Head, by Pablo Picasso
If you want a still life
Do not forget to plant a death head by the bowl
Possibly a torn ear to take a hint
At what the noise deceased was thinking
Possibly a piece of an eye in the rear
To grasp all inclusive within a blink
Possibly an eyecon to trick the light
Confidential perspective
And try not to stand too close to it
Unless well trained at colours
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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That poetry survived in its formal agencies finally, and that prose survived to get something said.
quote by Robert Creeley
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The reason why I have survived as long as I have survived is what my friends, comrades and supporters thought was an extraordinarily cautious approach.
quote by Ernst Zundel
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Everyone Is As Beautiful As One Can Possibly Be
well, you ask,
if everyone can be as beautiful
as possibly one could be, and i
say, yes, and i add, that everyone
can be as humorous as one could
possibly be, it all depends on how
you would like to be,
just like a very lively party, one could be
as lively as one could possibly be
and think one as beautiful as a
possibility, and then
way back home, when you are all alone,
you shed tears, and listen to the sound
of reality.
that is also a possibility. well, i tell you
you can be real this time.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hope Never Dies
Loving is tough,
But loosing
And
Trying to forget it
Is tougher.
Because,
This 'Hope' never dies
The feeling,
That
One day
They will just pick up that pen
And
Write back a long, loving, longing letter.
The feeling,
that
one day
they will
forgive your follies
And
Gather you back from where they left.
These feelings are
Because,
This Hope never dies
The feeling,
that
they might
one day
turn around
and
wave back
and
include you in their long run.
The feeling,
that
one day
they might
just reach out
And
Call you endearingly again
“Sweet heart”, “my love”
These feelings are
Because,
This Hope never dies
The feeling,
that
they might
one day
just walk in
Back into your life
Through that door
So tightly, mercilessly closed (that you keep eyeing all the time)
The feeling,
that
they might
one day
hold your hand,
look deep into your eyes
and
wisper again
those exclusive three words
(“I love you”.)
These feelings are
Because,
This Hope never dies.
Wake up, fellas
To smell the coffee (possibly with a piece of chocolate cake)
These are dreams
Bubbles on top of
A roaring stream.(they don’t have a future)
I know
You tried hard
possibly
Even harder
But
What to do
this silly
Hope never dies (nice blame game) .
Loving is tough,
But loosing
And
Trying to forget it
Is tougher.
because,
This Hope never dies.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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My Curse
Open now are my eyes,
Open now possibly for the first time,
For now i see i am cursed,
Cursed by my eternal lust,
My eternal lust for that which
i cannot possibly hope to attain,
For this is my eternal pain.
poem by Paul McAnaney
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It took me a while to figure that out and to realize what a gift that I had been given. And when I finally did, I dedicated myself to be the best pitcher I possibly could be, for as long as I possibly could be.
quote by Nolan Ryan
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12 Cents
Watching, waiting
You know it shouldnt take this long
Leaning, forward
I know it couldnt possibly take much longer
I know the pain moves on
And I feel the same for the wrong
Angels, walking, floating on and on
Breathing, eloquent
I know it couldnt possibly wait much longer
Searching, so long
I know well find a way
Reaching all alone
I know they couldnt possibly hate much longer
song performed by by Ugly Kid Joe
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Of course we all have our limits, but how can you possibly find your boundaries unless you explore as far and as wide as you possibly can, I would rather fail in an attempt at something new and uncharted than safely succeed in a repeat of something I have done.
quote by A.E. Hotchner
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Year To The Day
I woke up to yet another day
Grown to expect
Expect more of the same
Except for, for a subtle change
And that is, Im slowly fading away
Harvest moon, soon will pass
Crop is gone, left only chaff
A bitter pill, and an overcast
A flag unfurled, at half mast
A year to the day
Since you went away
A moment in time
When you were last mine
Im here standing still
With more time to kill
I barely survived
I barely survived
Like pouring salt on an open wound
Memory filling
Filling this empty room
Im as bare, Im as bare
As a barren womb
Still like the air
In a whitewash tomb
A year to the day
Since you went away
A moment in time
When you were last mine
Im here standing still
With more time to kill
I barely survived
I barely survived
Three sixty-five
song performed by by Van Halen
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My Brother
my brother is a seaman
he sends a message today
through his
cell phone
that he is passing by
New York & hat
possibly he shall
for the first time
meet his illegitimate son
and possibly
Delia.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ogedengbe agbogungboro
1.A fearless warrior of great charisma,
men want to be him and women his lovers,
his bravery; an unsolved enigma,
a warrior that attacks better than a tiger,
his vision of d future brought succour
and hope to the villagers.
2.He cheated death in a miraculous way,
though death was filled with dismay
what could possibly kill him
if the beheading did not send him off to his grave,
Alas! all hope was lost for his attackers
where was hope? ...hope was in an antique cave.
3.A saviour for the ijeshas,
as the oracle had predicted,
hope it brought to the ijeshas,
a news that alleviates fear indeed from ifa.
4.Hope is that thing with feathers,
that perches in the soul,
and sings the tune without the words,
and never stops at all,
and sore must be the storm,
of the attackers on the ijeshas
that could abash ogedengbe agbogungboro
that kept so many warm,
but the hope he gave the ijeshas
was one to behold.
poem by Damian olatunde Ogedengbe
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It's like taking over This Is Your Life from Eamonn Andrews - you just open your mouth and hope you sound like yourself. That's all you can possibly do.
quote by Michael Aspel
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What Hope Can Do.
Hope....
Hope......
Hope is what strives you to be the best that you can.
Hope is what helps you hold on.
Hope is what makes you feel there could be a possibility that everything can work out for the better.
Hope is what you can make it be.
Hope is magical.
Hope is fantastic.
Hope is beautiful.
Hope is everything.
Hope is sweet.
Hope is there for you.
Hope is there for friends.
Hope is there for family.
Hope is there for loved ones.
Hope is there for everybody..........
By Billy Aston - Wright
poem by Billy AstonWright
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Lost In My Heart
I'm bound by my heart
I'm tortured by my heart
I shall possibly drowned by my heart
I'm found by my heart
I shall endure by my heart
I shall possibly take flight by my heart
You were found by my heart
You were lost by my heart
If by my heart
It still shall beat
I shall never possibly forget you
Matthew Herinckx
June 22nd.2006
poem by Matthew Herinckx
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