Early Works - No Answer
Around and around the whole world goes
stopping never
around and around the clock hands go round
stopping always when the spring unwinds
around and around we go on life’s never ending road
around and around.
People pass in lonely spheres
never talking never stopping
strangers, friends and family
strangers are we always
lonely in our world
we pass on and on.
Uncertainty is forever
lasts and lingers on
eternity is impossible
end must come sometime
where do we go from here
the questions always asked.
Life must be something more
than we can comprehend
but what I question
no answer returns
only silence of a coming day
but what I ask again
once more only silence calls
so nothing is all I know.
23 October 1979
poem by David Harris
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World is stopping,
World is stopping,
World is stopping all moving,
World is making all destruction,
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World is stopping to see feigned verses Unfeigned,
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World is stopping to see burdens Increase,
World is stopping to see us going to Hell,
World is stopping so that we do the Will of Truth,
That the Truth is a lie to many people,
But Truth is living by the will of the Unseen,
Since He does not exist,
He really does exist.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Early Works - Strangers
Here we stand to be counted
on life’s lonely road
fleeting strangers in times
of troubles and woe.
Strangers for moments
that pass so quickly by.
Friends are not easily
found in troubled times.
But here we are together
lonely except for life
outcasts of misunderstanding
that develop in our mind.
Children in our own world
finding happier times.
Disillusioned with people
that surround us daily.
Old is just a word
we pretend not to hear,
young is what we are
so why should we fear?
Darkness is only nighttime
hour when we sleep.
Daylight is for living
so why do we weep.
17 October 1979
poem by David Harris
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Who's Stopping You
Take all that you've got
Multiply by zero
Divide by the time you've got left
That's x
Add it up write it down tell me what you've found
We're speaking in tongues
Both of us dumbfounded
Our brains have been impounded by our hearts
Life is so uncertain
Look at all the hurting that we've done
You said you had somebody better to become
Who's stopping you
Who's stopping you
Who's stopping you
Who's stopping you
We're wasting our time
Watching our old reruns
Waiting for the good one that never comes
You say it beats working
On the emptiness that's lurking inside your head
Step into the light my friend
Who's stopping you 4x
You said you had somebody better to become
Who's stopping you 8x
song performed by by Semisonic from All About Chemistry
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Early Works - Circle Of Uncertainty
The lion roar of passing cars
as people pass beyond to where
no one ever goes
strangers with blank faces
on a treadmill belt
where are we going
the words from a silent scream
echo from the walls of buildings
at someone never seen.
Circle of uncertainty
lies in a shadowy grave
no one seems to care
nor want to save
the life that is lingering
in-between no where.
22 October 1979
poem by David Harris
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Sometimes I Ponder
sometimes i ponder on the useless
things that i think i have done with so much importance
for the day:
1.stopping on a white bridge in Dikayo
and seeing the flood of the brown river
seeing the floating coconuts and
some drift woods
stopping the car.
2. standing beside a bay window
seeing the sea torn into halves
brown on the shore and blue on the
upper portion
stop the reading.
3. setting aside the curtain to
let in the light from the morning sun
turning off the lights and getting
away from the hazards of the
computer screen
stopping, stopping.
stooping.
4. looking over the road from
this two-storey building left by
the Spaniards that once ruled
this old town
aimlessly.
5. stopping for a while. wanting
this world to stop revolving.
wishing.
sometimes i wonder, if all these useless
things that i do can change the world
or just my small world.
I am doing all these. Without thinking much
if the time is wasted.
i sit back on my chair. Staring on a blank wall
that is painted with the color of
the chalk.
Back to writing. The chalk reminds.
The chalk that resembles
the pen.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Dance Of Life (3)
the dance of life
is not loneliness
it is meant to be shared
in a circle of friends
two for a tango
three can be a boogie
five or more
in a disco
shouts for joy
energy overflowing
like a waterfall
the dance of life
the ecstasy
the bliss of everyday
the joys of the many
the dance of life
children merry on the playground
mothers watching
and fathers working with so much
awe and inspirations
the dance of life
grandpas holding hands with grandmas
strolling on the beach
the dance of life
sunshine early morning on the grass
moonlight and stars on top of the roof
sipping coffee
reading a book of poems
the dance of life
stopping in a moment and then
contemplating on an end
somehow there is this stopping for a moment
silence
and then returning to the power of fireworks
friends giggling
over an interesting love affair
the dance of life
with you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Days And Nights Go By (by R.b.)
days and nights go by
like friends and lovers
merely passing by us
not stopping not staying
know by now, life is
like that, too, merely
passing by, not staying,
pilgrims, yes, days
and nights are pilgrims,
always passing by,
not staying,
night not blacking out
day, not exploding
yes, just passing by
like poems that you
read, that you pass
by, and then we
begin again, we pass
again, not stopping
not staying, sometimes
not even glancing.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Just Three Days
Ah life
For what are all these fights
While we live for few whiles
What for are our fights
We are like butterflies
Our existence is just for Whiles We are strangers passengers across roads of life
What for broken hearts
How long lasts our lives
Why lovers become strangers
Why all these wars
If Life lasts just whiles
For love we die thousands times
And yet we spend lifetime trying to find
A shelter to survive
And our lives flies just in whiles
Nothing is eternal in this world
Just the prints of our feet
The Provence of our deeds eternally survives
We are just innocent butterflies
Who's life lasts just while
Three days lastour lives than we pass
When or how no one of us ever knows
Just the prints of our steps stay there
Even when we are gone.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Wall Clock And The Stairs....
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
gathered,
all the sad and lonely people
they are all here
and i listen, listen all too well
and i ask myself, from where do all these lonely people come from?
and i ask some of them, from where do you come from?
all the lonely and sad people do not answer
they are well dressed, and square and straight and prim and proper
their lips are sealed and their gazes are deep
all the lonely and sad people with their wits on, their wisdom kept
in the silence of their boxes
that thorax, that ax on their backs
no blood at all, no sound, nothing so bad to see
from all these sad and lonely people
who have gathered here
knowing perhaps that we all look the same,
and behave in the same manner
of the wall clock and the stairs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lovers and Strangers (The Tea Maker)
and behind the thin paper wall
in that dim shabby room
sitting upon my rickety chairs
they drink my rancid tea
only lovers and strangers
pass my hut at the foot of the hill
a lonely place for a lonely communion
a wilderness to pour out a melancholy conscience
only lovers and strangers
seek for a lonely place
where a homely soul lives
and not necessarily for my tea
poem by Monoranjan Karam
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Please Somebody Stop Me
No stopping me now.
I went to far.
Just one step too far.
Back up.
Let's see how this stacks up.
No stopping me now.
I went to far.
Just one step too far.
Back up.
Let's see how this stacks up.
The pain has pushed me farther and farther.
Closer to the edge.
A suicidal rage was just a stage.
With daggers in my eyes I just want everyone to die.
A written confession upon this stone.
I walked away from you.
I had no choice.
The cold shoulder.
Every time I think about I feel a little bit older,
Time just continues to tic away.
And I still don't know what the right thing was to say.
No stopping me now.
I went to far.
Just one step too far.
Back up.
Let's see how this stacks up.
No stopping me now.
I went to far.
Just one step too far.
Back up.
Let's see how this stacks up.
Hate, can't even begin to describe the love and anguish I felt.
They say you only have the cards you were dealt.
Well I'm missing my ace of black hearts.
Where is she now?
When I'm looking so hard she can never be found.
Denied of everlasting harmony and peace.
I'm just a lonely old soul to the infinity.
And every time I think about her the guilt just rises up in me.
A volcano ready to explode.
Where do I put it all.
Is their a place under a hidden waterfall.
One last kiss, and it's welcome to the abyss.
No stopping me now.
I went to far.
Just one step too far.
Back up.
Let's see how this stacks up.
No stopping me now.
I went to far.
Just one step too far.
Back up.
Let's see how this stacks up.
Not so good.
Painting a picture of a star saying I wish he would.
Forgiveness abandon for indifference.
Passion abandon for satisfaction.
I loved you so much, and now you wont say one word to me.
I chase only to hit a brick wall time after time.
I want my partner in crime.
No I will not be fine.
Not this time.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Perfect Strangers
Everytime we meet
My heart skips a beat
Seems were perfect strangers
I cant understand
Whats inside of man
That makes us perfect strangers
Through all this time so lonely
All the people with nobody
With lifes misunderstanding
Feel Ive known you all my life
Theres something quite familiar in your eyes
A soul is calling
Do you ever wonder why?
Everytime we meet
A sympathetic beat
In the heart of strangers
Here the love it calls
But you dont know me at all
Seems were perfect strangers
Just like perfect strangers
Ever looked up to the sky
On a night so melancholy
See the angry world around you
Really need someone to talk to
Doesnt mind you feel so crazy
Wheres the understanding stranger
Or the understanding lover
I know therell come a day
When peace will touch the heart of you
Until then I will say
Open up your eyes
Youre not hypnotised
Were not really strangers
You dont understand
That in the heart of love
Theres no perfect strangers
Everytime we meet
A sympathetic beat
In the heart of strangers
Repeats...
song performed by by Kinks
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Sitting By My Window
by this window
my world is made and seen
you pass by
a lonely shadow
shaded by the
full moon
in silence you
always pass
by and i sit by this window
seeing you
my loneliness
reflected in yours
this is our world now
you pass by
while i stay always looking
what passes away next.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Somethin' Else
Look there! Here she comes
Here comes that girl again
Wanted to date her since I don't know when
She don't notice me when I pass
She goes with all the guys out of my class
That ain't stopping me from thinking to myself
She's sure fine looking she's something else
Look there, cross the street
There's a car made just for me
To own that car would be a luxury
Right now I can't afford the gas
Brand new convertible's out of my class
That ain't stopping me from thinking to myself
That car's fine looking and she's something else
[INSTRUMENTAL]
Well look here wait and see
Work hard and save my dough
I bought a car at the motor show
Me and that girl we go round and round
Look real sharp with the flat top down
Keep dreaming and thinking to myself
If it comes all true she's something else
Look here what's all this
Never gone through this before
Here I am knocking on the door
Car's out front, it's all mine
It's a '49 job not a '59
I got the girl and I'm thinking to myself
She's sure fine looking she's something else
song performed by by Ufo
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The Broken Road of My Life
I am sitting here,
watching my life go by me.
Faces pass, people come and go.
My life is going down a completely different road.
Down the broken road.
My life has completely fallen apart.
There is no stopping it.
I try to pick up the pieces again and again,
but nothing seems to work.
There is nothing left of my heart.
I don't feel love.
I don't feel happiness.
I feel nothing.
There is no reason for me
to continue to live.
I have nothing more to live for.
Why must people break me down inside,
right to the very core?
I don't feel pain.
I don't feel misery.
I don't feel anything.
Even if people say it will be alright
still I hear myself say,
'I want to end my life! '
But now it is too late to turn back.
I can't stop going down the broken road.
My life means nothing,
it just seems to go zooming by
while my body is left behind.
This is the broken road of my life!
poem by Jaana Coon
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Strangers But Strangers And Strangers
strangers but strangers and strangers
life goes on truth goes gos on humanity goes on
meaning goes on time goes on rain goes on storms go on
animals kingdom s go on in the forest of Darwin
strangers but strangers and strangers
images go on in the line of alternative realities
images are close relationship with human existence
strangers but strangers and strangers
facts are not strange but language is strange
strangers but strangers and strangers
Slender Frame
( pal waaktaar/mags)
Your coat is hanging loosely
On your slender frame
Theres many roads to lave by
But few come back again
I dont believe it
I believe it
Take a look around and see
Whats stopping you is stopping me
One moonless night and well make it right
And vanish in the dark of night
Pack up your things and go
Run down the road, dont take it slow
Pack up your things today and run away
Yeah, run away
You say its useless crying
Never got you far
You claim theres none as lonely
Lonely as you are
I dont believe it
I believe it
Take a look around and see
Whats breaking you is breaking me
One moonless night well make it right
And vanish in the dark of night
song performed by by A-Ha
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Many Friends
Friends.
It was running wild, running through the house, unstoppable.
Down the road it ran... filling cities and town with a quiet scream.
What is happening, no one asked; people just stood there
and questions were not answered.
Rain was, a whisper on your umbrella, so what is new baby?
How should I know... the new thing was the world had
fallen silent, humanity had to listen to the world’s voice.
It was then, a small nation, that doesn’t follow rules, decided
to dropp a bomb, that stunned the globe into hush.
Silence, silence do not open your mouth and express an opinion
less a written word will appear on your screen...forever
screaming noiselessly into your ear: you must not have
a view contrary to the mainstream. And the big silence will
overshadow our life and reduce it to baby picture on
the facebook a place where you sold your soul in order to
have 7234 friends.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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As I Write This Poem
as i write this, she is with someone else,
a friend, i do not really know. I do not dare ask.
i do not like any answer. for what i have are just questions.
as i write this, the people around me are talking within themselves.
half-naked. copying their books. talking loudly among themselves.
friends, yes they are friends, and they say they belong to one another.
someone stands to take a look at me.
as though i am a tree. another one stares at me. as though i am a bird.
i hear a phone ringing.
it is not stopping. she says she is waiting outside the door.
i am not a tree. i am not a little bird.
with her waiting for me, they looked at me,
confused.
i do not dare tell them, i am a man
and this is not about love. this is about
my soul
she is my soulmate waiting. and she says
she can wait that long. whatever. wherever. whenever.
then they start doing their own affairs.
one reads back his book. the other goes back to his seat.
and then they stopped talking.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Forever Lonely Road
As I walk along the forever lonely road
Thoughts of you collide in my mind, and I can't get them out
As I walk along the forever lonely road
My eyes start to play tricks on me, and I believe them
As I walk along the forever lonely road
I reach out, and my hand touches your skin
As I walk along the forever lonely road
I can hear your voice calling to me, and I can't resist
As i walk along the forever lonely road
I get closer to you, and I'm unable to turn around
As we walk along the open road
Life isn't so lonely anymore, because of you
poem by Mikaila Scotto
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