Walking Forever
it seemed to him
that he'd been walking forever...
the night was brisk and cool....
a half moon, and a few stars.
every step he took he let go
of something else....
all the things he'd thought he needed....
all the things that got in the way!
pride, hurt, anger, need, and
all the images he had of what should be.....
he walked up to the door, and knocked....
she opened the door just a crack...
'what do you want? '
'i just want to hold you,
to feel you close...
to smell your smell,
to taste your taste....
to listen to you breathe
in the darkness...
to hold you while you sleep....
that's all i want,
and the world can go to hell! '
she opened the door,
...and let him in!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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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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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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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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To Hold You Close
to hold you close enough
closer than close
negating the powers
of distance
we smell the smell
of our souls
we taste the taste
of our desires
we are so near
skin to skin
soul to soul
i penetrate you
the center of your being
i fall upon
the crater of your longings
i lose myself
in this darkness
as i close my eyes
and perhaps forever lost
without despair
without regrets
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Locked Doors
For the angels who inhabit this town,
although their shape constantly changes,
each night we leave some cold potatoes
and a bowl of milk on the windowsill.
Usually they inhabit heaven where,
by the way, no tears are allowed.
They push the moon around like
a boiled yam.
The Milky Way is their hen
with her many children.
When it is night the cows lie down
but the moon, that big bull,
stands up.
However, there is a locked room up there
with an iron door that can't be opened.
It has all your bad dreams in it.
It is hell.
Some say the devil locks the door
from the inside.
Some say the angels lock it from the outside.
The people inside have no water
and are never allowed to touch.
They crack like macadam.
They are mute.
They do not cry help
except inside
where their hearts are covered with grubs.
I would like to unlock that door,
turn the rusty key
and hold each fallen one in my arms
but I cannot, I cannot.
I can only sit here on earth
at my place at the table.
poem by Anne Sexton
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Buy Me A Rose
(jim funk/erik hickenlooper)
He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants
A three car garage, her own credit cards
He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss good night
If he could only read her mind, shed say:
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life
Now the days have grown to years of feeling all alone
And she cant help but wonder what shes doing wrong
Cause lately shed try anything to turn his head
Would it make a difference if she said:
Buy me a rose, call me from work
Open a door for me, what would it hurt
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes
These are the little things I need the most in my life
And the more that he lives the less that he tries
To show her the love that he hold inside
And the more that she gives the more that he sees
This is a story of you and me
So I bought you a rose on the way home from work
Opened the door to a heart that I hurt
And I hope you notice this look in my eyes
Cause Im gonna make things right
Im gonna hold you tonight
Do all those little things
For the rest of your life.
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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What The Hell Do You Want
(tsk..why you gotta act like that?)
When I say that I love you, you ask me what I want
When I try to care for you woh-o hoa, you say I'm tryin' to front
When I'm tryin' to listen to you oh ho baby, you take it as a joke
And when I try to give you good advice yeah yeah, you swear that I don't know
So what the hell do you want? Uhn, Baby?
What the hell do you want, from me?
What the hell do you want, I need to know
What the hell do you want, baby
What the hell do you want from me
Baby, tell me,
What the hell do you want from me yeaah
Listen here, Baby,
I need to know right know
Tell me how
When I try to make love to you, oh yeah yeah yeah, you tell me not tonight
And when I wanna touch you, oh ho baby, you say that now is not the time
And when I wanna hold you, oh ouuh, you tell me you need space
But you just said I wasn't affectionate enough
That's what you told me yesterday
So what the hell do you want? Uhn, Baby?
What the hell do you want, from me?
What the hell do you want, I need to know
What the hell do you want, baby
What the hell do you want from me
I don't know what else to do yeah,
What the hell do you want frome me baby,yes
Listen
You tyin' to decieve me, you're tryin' to mislead me, yes yes
You didn't appreciate what I was doin'
Thank god I'm just gonna keep movin'
You can't hurt me no more yeah so I'm walking out that door
You can't hurt me no more so I'm walking out that door
song performed by by 112
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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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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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I Step Out Of The Door
i step out of the door
from my dark room the windows are not opened
it is humid
it is cold
and i step out of the door the windows still closed
i lock the door and step upon a patch of green grass
the dews are hanging on the blades
and shaken
i look upon a sky
and there is this star still shining despite the opening of the
mouth of the morning
after a deep sleep
i see your face but i promise there shall be no tears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Behind The Door
With trembling hand,
I knocked upon the door,
which someone had sent me to.
They told me a new life
awaits me there.
I reached out
and knocked on the door
not knowing when it opened
exactly what I’d find.
My heart beat faster,
almost racing from my chest.
I could hear footsteps
coming from within.
My hand trembled even more
as the footsteps headed towards the door.
I stood there in anticipations
as the door begins to open wide.
So far, I have not told you
who will be coming to the door.
Will it be a long lost sibling,
a future love, or even God?
I will have to let you decide,
because being a nervous person.
The suspense was killing me,
so I ran and hid, and never saw
who was it answering the door.
poem by David Harris
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Plaything
I've been through this before
I feel like walking out that door
If this is what love is then I don't want no more
Today you made me feel that I was nothing real
you took me and through me away
I am not a play thing, I'm simply wearing your ring.
I'm getting tired of the lies that you sing.
I been through all this before
I feel like walking out that door,
If this is love I don't want no more
I dreamed of you when I was a little girl
that you come in and change my world
Now I'm sitting her with my dreams out the door
Ive been through this all before
I feel like walking out the door
If this is love I don't want no more
Believe me I am strong I can live if your long
gone..
I will hurt for some time, but soon the pain will fade.
I will be fine!
Ive been through this all before
I feel like walking out the door
If this is love I don't want no more
Written By Carmen Cantu-Cabrera 2008
poem by Sita Cabrera
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The Room
(chris waters/tom shapiro)
When I pull in the drive where your car used to be
It doesnt hurt me like it used to
I can walk through the door, and not wonder anymore
Where you are, like I used to
I can go down the hall, see the pictures on the wall
And not miss you
But I just cant bring myself to go into..
The room
Where I spent every night with you
And the light of the moon
Came through the window
And I held you
We were so close
And its just too soon
For me to go into the room
Id remember too much if I opened that door
And Im not sure if I could face it
The beds emptiness would remind me youre with
Someone else, and I couldnt take it
So, I sleep on the couch in our living room now
Since our love died
cause Im still not ready yet to go inside...
The room
Where I spent every night with you
And the light of the moon
Came through the window
And I held you
We were so close
And its just too soon
For me to go into the room
Where the light of the moon
Came through the window
And I held you
We were so close
And its just too soon
For me to go into the room
song performed by by Wade Hayes
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Ask For More
Id rather dance in the air than lye on the ground
Id rather open my ears than shut out the sound
Travel to the ends of the Earth and tell you what I found
I'd rather kneel down and pray than scream at the sun.
Prefer to know, than to hide from my skeletons.
I don't want to sit down and cry while watching others run.
If I missed the bus more than once, I'm not the only one.
Don't wanna wait around for things to come to me.
'Cause when my hands are tied, they struggle to be free.
And if they steal my eyes, I'll find a new way to see.
The world is forever turning, there's a thought that never stops burning
If I'm pounding at your door, it's because I'm here to ask for more.
The world is forever turning, there's a thought that never stops burning.
If I'm pounding at your door, it's because I'm here to ask for more.
Prefer a thousand hello's to just one goodbye.
Prefer the pain of the truth to a pretty lie.
Listen to the words in my head, although they may not rhyme.
Listen to the voice in my heart, some days it's so sublime.
Don't wanna wait around for things to come to me.
'Cause when my hands are tied, they struggle to be free.
And if they steal my eyes, I'll find a new way to see.
The world is forever turning, there's a thought that never stops burning
If I'm pounding at your door, it's because I'm here to ask for more.
The world is forever turning, there's a thought thats always burning.
If I'm pounding at your door, it's because I'm here to ask for more.
The world is forever turning, there's a thought that never stops burning
If I'm pounding at your door, it's because I'm here to ask for more.
The world is forever turning, there's a thought thats always burning.
If I'm pounding at your door, it's because I'm here to ask for more
song performed by by Shakira
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Hold On
(written by natalie cole, marvin yancy and kevin yancy)
You know, of all the things in the world Id miss
It would probably be music and love
They say you dont know what youve got til its gone
Thats so true
Even though we still take it for granted
And I used to be like that but not anymore
cause I found out what love really means
Love means happiness and dedication
Love will sometimes bring complications
But you must have faith and a whole lot of trust
Most of all you can never give up just
(hold on, hold on)
Hold on to your good thing, yeah
(hold on, hold on) forget about the small things
(hold on, hold on) do it for love, do it for love
And remember that love is a feeling
But its also an action, yes
Youve got to give sometime
If you want to get back some, well
And when all the kings horses
And even all the kings men
Cant put it together again
That is exactly when youve got to
(hold on, hold on) hold on to what youve got
(hold on, hold on)
Its the little things that mean alot
(hold on, hold on) do it for love, do it for love
In spite of everything, no matter what
Youve got to h-o-l-d on (you gotta hold on)
Hold on, hmm, hmm, hmm, ooh, oh, oh
Youre so hard headed
cause you feel that youre right
Well, tell me how you gonna feel
In the middle of the night
All alone, all alone
I know, I know
It doesnt matter whos right or wrong
If you feel so inclined
To blame that shame on someone else
Ooh, stop and think about it
Point the finger at yourself
Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hold on to your good thing (hold on)
Forget about the small (hold on) things
(hold on) and hold on
Hold on, oh hold on (hold on)
Real tight in spite of everything
Hold on (hold on)
When you feel like walking out that door
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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You Stepped Into My Dreams
(ian hunter)
(transcribed by colin ford)
That's it baby, take one last look
We gotta go catch a plane
Then you won't die, and i won't die
But we won't ever be the same
Oh i can feel a mood coming down on me
Such a good thing disappears
I can sense the loss creeping up on us
And it's deeper than any tears i've known
You stepped into my dreams
You opened up the door
You stepped into my dreams
I want you back for more
You stepped into my dreams tonight
In the shadows of a major story (?)
In the morning we was gone
Won't you blow a kiss to me baby
We both gotta be moving on
Sometimes you see a lover and she's made for love
But you let that lover slip by
You believe and yet she's so hard to get
And you never know the reasons why
She stepped into your dreams
She opened up your door
She stepped into your dreams
You want her so much more
She stepped into your dreams tonight yeah
Oh when you're doing what you're doing
What do you think of me babe
There ain't much else to say
In another time, in another place
Things might have turned out okay
I can feel a darkness i can never conceal
Sometimes i get just a little insane
I can feel emotions like the mighty oceans
They're driving me again, and i know
You stepped into my dreams
You opened up the door
You stepped into my dreams
I want you back for more
You stepped into my dreams
And i don't know what to do
I'm so scared of losing you.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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You Made Me Want To
You made me want to,
You made me willing to.
You opened up that tiny door
to that other side
I'd never seen before,
and I was Magicalized.
You made me want to
be more,
to step into the Woody Glade
to see who and what lived there.
You made me want to
see more;
My eyes rounded
filling
with Wonder Things.
You made me want to
give more.
At our Midnight Picnic
under Yellow Moon
my blouse opened
to you,
showing you my Soul.
You made me want to
Share Souls.
You made me want to
merge who I was
with who
we were that night.
You made me
the One Alone
into
something more
than I had ever known
on my own.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Lucky Ball & Chain
I lost my lucky ball & chain
Now she's four years gone
Just five feet tall and sick of me
And all my rattling on
She threw away her baby-doll
I held on to my pride
But i was young and foolish then
I feel old and foolish now
Confidentially --
She never called me baby-doll
Confidentially --
I never had much pride
But now i rock a bar stool
And i drink for two
Just pondering this time bomb in my mind
I lost my lucky ball & chain
Now she's four years gone
Just five feet tall and sick of me
And all my rattling on
She walked away from a happy man
I thought i was so cool
I just stood there whistling
"there goes the bride" as she walked out the door
"there goes the bride" as she walked out the door
I could shake my tiny fist
And swear i wasn't wrong
But what's the sense in arguing
When you're all alone?
Sure as you can't steer a train
You can't change your fate
And when she told me of that day
I knew i'd lost my home
Confidentially --
I never told you of her charms
Confidentially --
We never had a home
But this railroad apartment
Was the perfect place
When she'd sit and hold me in her arms
I lost my lucky ball & chain
Now she's four years gone
Just five feet tall and sick of me
And all my rattling on
She walked away from a happy man
I thought i was so cool
I just stood there whistling
"there goes the bride" as she walked out the door
"there goes the bride" as she walked out the door
"there goes the bride" as she walked out the door
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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The Song of Quoodle
They haven't got no noses,
The fallen sons of Eve;
Even the smell of roses
Is not what they supposes;
But more than mind discloses
And more than men believe.
They haven't got no noses,
They cannot even tell
When door and darkness closes
The park a Jew encloses,
Where even the law of Moses
Will let you steal a smell.
The brilliant smell of water,
The brave smell of a stone,
The smell of dew and thunder,
The old bones buried under,
Are things in which they blunder
And err, if left alone.
The wind from winter forests,
The scent of scentless flowers,
The breath of brides' adorning,
The smell of snare and warning,
The smell of Sunday morning,
God gave to us for ours
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
And Quoodle here discloses
All things that Quoodle can,
They haven't got no noses,
They haven't got no noses,
And goodness only knowses
The Noselessness of Man.
poem by G.K. Chesterton
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Wail Of Poverty
i hear the wail of poverty,
feel the constant pressure
in my chest...
staring with eyes,
hardened and hungry,
looking for a break.
working past the point
of numbness,
sleepless under the weight...
i hear the cries of small children,
with every step i take.
i smell the anger,
and it smells like me,
the cold sweat of desperation.
the bullet phone,
or papers served,
one step from the edge.
i taste the tears
that men dont cry,
and the cold silence
of the women.
the car that wont crank,
the lights shut off,
the eviction notice on the door.
i hear the prayers of poverty,
prayed to a god that doesnt hear.
see the faces, and know the names,
and recognize the footsteps at the door!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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