I opened the door for a lot of people, and they just ran through and left me holding the knob.
quote by Bo Diddley
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You See My Smile?
Your wishes are mine to fulfill?
And your happiness is based on my reactions?
And your dreams are in my eyes?
Well...
See that door?
With that knob?
Turn that knob on that door.
And believe you are on the other side of it!
I was prepared to have a nice date.
It has been awhile.
However...
You see my smile?
I am determined to keep it,
Right where it is.
You or anyone else will not take it away!
Not after it took some time to find my face!
And out of my place,
You can begin taking your pace!
Slow if you wish...
But do it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Bridge
i stared across the bridge,
lantern held high...
searching the trees and
the shadows for a sign.
the surging river below
made my heart stamp its feet;
the wind blew, almost moaned,
the bridge groaned as it swayed.
taking off my boots,
i crossed barefooted and sure.
looking down, i could not see rocks,
but i knew they were there...
on the other side the damp dirt
felt good to my feet...
i followed the path down,
ever down... a wolf howled!
i came to a clearing,
made out the form of your hut...
dark and still, almost a womb.
i made my way to the door,
my trembling hand on the knob...
unlocked, the door opened.
staring around the darkened room,
nothing moved, only a lone candle
on the table beside the bed.
i could feel the stare
of your hungry eyes...
heard you whisper, 'come here! '
a thousand battles,
and journeys untold,
forgotten in the warmth
of your flesh...
new stars formed
in a limitless sky,
fell and shattered
as we loved!
the groan of the earth,
the moan of the wind,
the fury of storms unleashed.
holding back, holding back,
till there was no return...
dissolving into the fire
of your pulsing depths...
and all of life, finished!
with the morning light,
i found myself alone...
got up and dressed
with the ache and the taste...
as i left the hut,
i turned to see the owl...
set my chin, braced my mind,
and walked to face the coming snow!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Flame
I'll never be far from home
Talkin' on the telephone
You told me it's over, you made up your mind,
I'm part of the life that you're leaving behind
I'm left holding the torch
And the heat from the flame,
Only ease me a pain
Don't you know how much it hurts,
You took all i had and you threw it away
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
Nomatter what you say, it hurts
You didn't had to make it worse
It wouldn't be better as you told me yourself,
Instead that you left to somebody else
Maybe i could understand
You'd been staying with another man
Day isn't long and nights can be lonely
I wasn't there and you needed to hold me
I'm left holding the torch
And the heat from the flame,
Only ease me a pain
Don't you know how much it hurts,
You took all i had and you threw it away
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'll never be far from home
Talkin' on the telephone
You told me it's over, you made up your mind.
I'm part of the life that you're leaving behind.
I'm left holding the torch
And the heat from the flame,
Only ease me a pain
Don't you know how much it hurts,
You took all i had and you threw it away
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
Holding the flame once again
I'm left holding the flame, yes i am
song performed by by Fine Young Cannibals
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A New Door
i remember
this door was made
12 years ago
the day when i married you.
we chose clear lacquer
to keep its original
mahogany grain
we keep the gloss
and we were never
at loss.
there were loud slams
oh, i hate to remember
but there were also gentler closes
of this door
with all the tender intents
of not having to disturb
a single soul.
then the hinges begin to rust
and the door creaks and
screams getting louder
like the madness of the one
who fears
that love is finally gone.
the termites came
and the frames get hollow as
time pierces it
showing the emptiness
inside it as though
it was mere kind
of a seashell
the knob is finally broken
and the key to open it again
was lost
then we come back to our senses
after twelve years
the door has to be replaced
with a new one
this time white in paint
the hinges glossy copper
the knob in shining silver
and the key fits in without any sound
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Automatic Door
No mantra to utter
No knob to turn
No button to touch
Mere presence
In the vicinity
Opens to eternity
Automatic door.
Sensor for each sense
Motor for the move
Timer for the delay
Logic and software
Embedded in the hardware
Hidden from the view
Automation at service
Comfort and convenience
Man's many inventions
Holding their ground
Life's little pleasures
Spring out and abound.
End of my shopping
Both hands full
I walk to the door
It slides open
A great wonder
Of modern world.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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My past is my demon
my demon, it haunts me everyday,
never doing what best for me,
i please others before myself,
i let it become me,
my demon,
never lets me love myself,
always telling me what not to love,
its always there when i'm turned on,
reminding me of painful memories,
i don't wish to remember,
that's my demon,
paing don't go away,
it knocks at my front door waiting to be let in,
how can i?
it what holding me back from having a life,
from trusting people,
my deamon it don't play by the rules,
if it did,
it will know it is not welcome,
but my demon is what i have to face,
so i opened the door to let it in,
my demon is now apart of me,
it what makes me who i am.
poem by Mona Martinez
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INTIMACY between man and dog
LAST night the dog
was alone. It has to be outside the house.
It is his job.
This morning it slips through the
newly opened door
waggles its tail
licks my feet
and keeps its body beside mine.
There is no grudge.
Last night was forgotten.
People should have been like that.
Duty and intimacy
holding close.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Great Serenity: Questions and Answers
People in a hall that’s lit so brightly
It hurts
Spoke of religion
In the lives of contemporary people
And on the place of God
People spoke in excited voices
Like in an airport
I left them
I opened an iron door that had written on it
“Emergency and I entered within.
Great serenity: Questions and answers
poem by Yehuda Amichai
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A glimpse
a glimpse
the half opened door
some would say
a half closed door
it all depends on the
state of mind you are in
well half closed for pessismist
and half opened for optimist
half opened or half closed door
so long as it is open
and not close
a good exercise for the mind
of a story teller, novelist, a film maker
a glimpse at the half closed door
the mind is thrown open
like the kick you would give
a half opened door
so that you and pet cat could
glide through easily
the stories that start coming out
from a glimpse at the half opened door
agatha's murdered corpse lying behind
a stalker, a ghost in the corridor of the mind
from the glimpse of the half closed door
a million possibilities, ideas pouring forth
half closed door, half opened door
whichever way you may say
it is an opened door
a million stories, ideas, possibilities
knock at the door of my mind
a glimpse of the half closed, half opened door
my half closed half opened eyes
open themselves to my ever curious mind
boundless as the universe
inspired by
A Glimpse
A GLIMPSE, through an interstice caught,
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove,
late of a winter night-And I unremark'd seated in a corner;
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and
seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going-of drinking and
oath and smutty jest,
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little,
perhaps not a word.
Walt Whitman
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Friends?
i am extending my hand
like a door knob of my door
you are here just in front of me
where i am seated
with a rose in my mouth
please open the door
and please take my red rose
with your lips
do not speak any word
let me feast upon your face
your body, your soul
it has been a long time
and my world stopped turning.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The End
I Saw Red
Warrant
Oo it must be magic
How inside your eyes I see my destiny Every time we kiss
I feel you breathe your love to deep inside of me
And if the moon and stars should fall
They'd be east to replace
I would lift you up to heaven
And you would take their place
Then I saw red
When I opened up the door
I saw red
Heart just spilled on to the floor
And I didn't need to see his face
I saw yours
I saw red then I closed the door
I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore
Everyday I wake up
I thank God that you are
Still a part of me
Opened up the door to which
So many people never find the way
Snd if the sun
Should ever fail to send its light
We will burn a thousand candles
And make everything alright
Then I saw red
Wnen I opened up the door
I saw red
Heart just spilled onto the floor
And I didn't need to see his face
I saw yours
I saw red then I closed the door
I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore
I've been hurt
And I've been blind
I'm not sure that I'll be fine
I never thought it would
End this way
Oo it must be magic
song performed by by Warrant
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Holding On To Nothin'
We're holding on to nothing left to hold onto
I'm so tired of holding on to nothin'
The years have shown no kindness
For the hard times we've been through
We've squeezed the life from every dream
And still go right on bluffin'
With really nothin' left to hold onto
Chorus:
Oh why do we keep holding on with nothing left to hold onto
Lets be honest with each other
That's the least that we can do
I feel guilty when they envy me and you
We're holding on with nothing left to hold onto
We were young and foolishly mistaken
Victoms of a passion much too strong to be denied
With only tears to show for all the years that we've been fakin'
God only knows how long how hard we've tried
Repeat Chorus
We're holding on with nothing left to hold onto
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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I Saw Red
Ooh, it must be magic
How inside your eyes, I see my destiny
And every time we kiss, I feel you
Breathe your love so deep inside of me
If the moon and stars should fall
They'd be easy to replace
I would lift you up to heaven
And you would take their place
(Chorus): And I saw red when I opened up the door
I saw red, my heart just spilled onto the floor
And I didn't need to see his face...
Cause I saw yours
I saw red and then I closed the door
And I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore
And every day I wake up
I thank God that you are still a part of me
We've opened up the door to it
So many people never find the key
And if the sun should ever fail to send its light
We would burn a thousand candles
And make everything alright
Chorus
I've been hurt, I've been blind
I'm not sure that I'll be fine
I never thought it would end this way
Cause I saw red when I opened up the door
I saw red, my heart just spilled onto the floor
And I didn't need to see his face
Oh, I saw yours
I saw red and then I closed the door
And I don't think I'm gonna love you anymore...
Yeah... ooh, it must be magic...
song performed by by Warrant
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The Door to the Past
The door is opened to the past,
Success brings up regret,
Saving times and being aghast.
Stations of life amassed,
Ringing on the phone was an asset,
The door is opened to the past.
My joy justified beauty and blast,
Resting was actually on a bayonet,
Saving times and being aghast.
The celebration of a sight is to broadcast,
On the television like the alphabet,
The door is opened to the past.
Messing with systems of life fast,
Creates unemployment and debt,
Saving times and being aghast.
The story is simply one to last,
Enjoying a tale that one has met,
Saving times and being aghast,
The door is opened to the past.
poem by Naveed Akram
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We Are The Key
we are the key,
in what we believe,
will never fall,
for god holds,
us all,
only we,
can open a,
bigger door,
and stand,
on the other side,
where freedom,
is the heart,
we over turn you,
like turning a,
door knob,
to enter you,
must pray and,
believe in god,
for we will not,
cheat-kill-steal or lie.
poem by Tommy Laster
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Being Boring
(tennant/lowe)
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I came across a cache of old photos
And invitations to teenage parties
Dress in white one said, with quotations
From someones wife, a famous writer
In the nineteen-twenties
When youre young you find inspiration
In anyone whos ever gone
And opened up a closing door
She said: we were never feeling bored
cause we were never being boring
We had too much time to find for ourselves
And we were never being boring
We dressed up and fought, then thought: make amends
And we were never holding back or worried that
Time would come to an end
When I went I left from the station
With a haversack and some trepidation
Someone said: if youre not careful
Youll have nothing left and nothing to care for
In the nineteen-seventies
But I sat back and looking forward
My shoes were high and I had scored
Id bolted through a closing door
I would never find myself feeling bored
cause we were never being boring
We had too much time to find for ourselves
And we were never being boring
We dressed up and fought, then thought: make amends
And we were never holding back or worried that
Time would come to an end
We were always hoping that, looking back
You could always rely on a friend
Now I sit with different faces
In rented rooms and foreign places
All the people I was kissing
Some are here and some are missing
In the nineteen-nineties
I never dreamt that I would get to be
The creature that I always meant to be
But I thought in spite of dreams
Youd be sitting somewhere here with me
cause we were never being boring
We had too much time to find for ourselves
And we were never being boring
We dressed up and fought, then thought: make amends
And we were never holding back or worried that
Time would come to an end
We were always hoping that, looking back
You could always rely on a friend
And we were never being boring
We had too much time to find for ourselves
And we were never being boring
We dressed up and fought, then thought: make amends
And we were never being boring
We were never being bored
cause we were never being boring
We were never being bored
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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When One Door Closes
When one door closes,
Another comes along to be opened.
Do not become upset with regret,
As the slow pace of the waiting...
Seems to have forgotten you.
Moving with anticipation...
Cures this stagnation of one's thoughts.
And before you know it...
That door of opportunity,
Doesn't require a knock.
It is already opened!
And the gifts that are there...
Are much greater,
Than perceived.
When one door closes,
Another comes along to be opened.
However...
In some cases,
All that has to be done...
Is to walk in to let it be known,
You have arrived to accept your blessings!
And only then does it become realized...
Your low and no more money days are gone!
Something with abundance has come to fulfill,
All your needs succeeding those of limitation.
And it is clear what and 'who' this 'Deity' is!
And...
Once again you are lifted!
Feeling a forgiveness that frees!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Holdin On To Nothin
Were holding on to nothing left to hold onto
Im so tired of holding on to nothin
The years have shown no kindness
For the hard times weve been through
Weve squeezed the life from every dream
And still go right on bluffin
With really nothin left to hold onto
Chorus:
Oh why do we keep holding on with nothing left to hold onto
Lets be honest with each other
Thats the least that we can do
I feel guilty when they envy me and you
Were holding on with nothing left to hold onto
We were young and foolishly mistaken
Victoms of a passion much too strong to be denied
With only tears to show for all the years that weve been fakin
God only knows how long how hard weve tried
Repeat chorus
Were holding on with nothing left to hold onto
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Something To Someone
The Door of Knowledge will be opened
To someone
When you offer a free education
With generous mind
The Door of Light will be opened
To someone
When you donate your own eyes
With the human heart
Giving someone something
Is really a great thing
In life
poem by Kavin Charalan
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Summer Son
Im tired of telling the story
Tired of telling it your way
Yeh I know what I saw
I know that I found the floor
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
I thought I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
Your hands reach out and touch me still
But this feels so wrong
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Here comes the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
Im over you
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Here comes the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
Im over you
Im over you
song performed by by Texas
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