When You Look Upon the Sky
Have you lately gazed upon
with dreamy eyes
the wide expanse of sky?
All it would take is
the shuffling of footsteps
to that choicest of spots;
Unfold that picnic rug
and lay quietly still,
look up and watch for me.
Have you lately gazed upon
with dreamy eyes
the wide expanse of sky?
Come, I am waiting,
Everything will be all right.
poem by Frederick Kesner
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Dreamy Eyes
Im reaching out to touch you
In the middle of the night.
And I dont know if Ive been sleeping
But I hold my pillow tight.
Are you real or are you
My imagination playing games?
I cant set you free
Youll always be my eternal flame.
Your dreamy eyes...
They just wont say goodbye.
Well, it must be my fate
cause I just cant escape.
And the passion never dies
Oh, dreamy eyes
No matter how I cry
I just cant reach you, dreamy eyes.
Your dreamy eyes...
They just wont say goodbye.
Well, it must be my fate
cause I just cant escape.
And the passion never dies
Oh, dreamy eyes
No matter how I try
I just cant reach you, dreamy eyes.
Youre a vision of tomorrow
And a ghost from yesterday
And Ill be trying not to let you
Take my breath away
Youre a summer breeze that comes and goes
But somehow lingers on
Tell me how can I forget you
If youre never really gone
What do I have to do
To get that close to you
And your- your dreamy eyes
Oh, I try so hard to release you
I just keep seeing your dreamy eyes.
Your dreamy eyes...
They just wont say goodbye.
Well, it must be my fate
cause I just cant escape.
And the passion never dies
Oh, dreamy eyes
No matter how I try
I just cant reach you, dreamy eyes.
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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Dreamy River
There's a dreamy river flowing
Down the street from my house
I walk down there after work
But I paddle my way home
There's a dreamy river flowing
On every street corner in the world
And if that young moon is in the sky
She'll wink at you and let you pass by
There's a dreamy river flowing
From my refrigerator into my mouth
It only costs a few dollars
To keep those shelves stocked
There's a dreamy river flowing
From my mouth into my gut
There's a dreamy river flowing
From my wank into the street
There's a dreamy river flowing
In my mind as I lay to sleep
There's a dreamy river flowing
From a town I've never been to
Across this great country
And also from overseas
Sometimes from people's kitchens
Transversing time and space
I float down this river
Every night and day
There's a dreamy river flowing
From the hops and the malts and sugar
I call it my brother, I call it my wife
I call it my true friend
Let me float upon you dreamy river
And drown all these sorrows
That call to me from pasts I've severed
poem by Spencer Breau
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Wide To Receive
Download something
Useful, or useless
Because Im lying here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
Youd care to give
And I dont
Get along with myself
And Im not too keen
On anyone else
Turn on, plug in
Then just walk away
Unlock, process
And then just go
And Ive never felt quite so alone
As I do right now
Im lying here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
Youd care to leave
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide
Wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
song performed by by Morrissey
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Eyes Wide Open
I'm a fortunate son of a fortunate son
Living large on the wrong side of town
Too many friends and the fun never ends
Drinking and hanging around
I wanna rule the world wanna swallow it whole
At least I could kick it all down
I wanna kick it all down
Eyes wide open I can't see
Eyes wide open what you mean
Eyes wide open I can't seem to be
My eyes wide open I can't see
Eyes wide open what you mean
Eyes wide open I can't seem to be
I don't take the bus and I never walk too far
The furthest I got was my own backyard
With a fist full of cash that somebody else earned
Send me some more when it all got burned
I wanna take control
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls from A Boy Named Goo
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Eyes Wide Open
Your eyes are wide open, but yet you don’t see
All the love I have inside of me.
Eyes wide open, but you don’t look around
You don’t open your ears, you don’t hear a sound.
Eyes wide open but the beauties that surround you
Do not seem to exist.
Is it that your eyes on you are playing tricks?
Eyes wide open and yet you have a blank stare.
Have you closed off your mind?
Or you just don’t care.
What can I do to remove that haze
So that on my face you can gaze.
If I hold you tenderly in my arms
And kiss those beautiful eyes.
Will they move? Will they cry?
What must I do so that you can see
That our love was meant to be.
They say that you went deep inside yourself
To hide the hurt and pain
But without your love “ I am the same”.
Eyes wide open. Did they just glance at me?
Is it because your heart is finally free?
I see a tear forming in your eyes
Emotions being let out that you tried to hide.
Eyes wide open- now they are mine
I can see your love for the very first time.
poem by Louis Rams
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Perpetually Waiting
still like a statue
i stand and watch
watch you walk away from me
your footsteps leading you to a new place
stomping on my love's symphony
my arms still stretched wide
come back to them
that's where you belong
in my embrace
in my heart
my eyes over brimming with hope
the hope of your return
the hope of our reunion
'just turn back once
see what you are leaving behind'
that's my constant prayer
but your footsteps go unfaltered
leading you to your destiny
i wait for the day when you'll realize
it is your destiny
that you now leave behind
my spirit, still intact
my love, still unhampered
i know you'll come back to me
farewell, my love
farewell, my darling
so go on now
but when you return
you'll find me still waiting
my arms still stretched wide
my heart ready to reunite
poem by Ridah Ellahi
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Eyes Wide Open
Here it comes, here comes another day
Another decision on the way
Well here it comes, here comes a covered display
of preferences to make
Well here it comes, here comes a knock on the door
Open it for an opportunity
Well here it comes, here comes another day
for memories to be made
Eyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
'n there it was, it was a perfect take
and were you asleep or awake
There it was, it was a perfect time
to speak your mind
'n there it was, it was a chance of a lifetime
It flew right by and what did you do?
Well there it was, it was another day
for memories to be made
Eyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
I've got my eyes wide open
Eyes wide open all the time
Because you never know
what you might see...
song performed by by King Crimson
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The Beauti Of Sorrow
Beauti of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
conceptually multiplied
virtually personified
politically religified
perceptually cubified
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
life is a beauty
living our prize
to share them our duty*
effects all our lives*
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
running reel of thoughts
projection of the mind
independent performing plots
and a function to define
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
many a different beauties
shine in a single sorrow
many a different evenings
raise a plethora of tomorrows
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
contemplation of all thats left
the final mystery announced
a souls a speck of a black hole's death
so evil, and good renounce
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
sorrow isn't knowing now
knowing hurts so much
hurt is hope that holds you down
ego is a common crutch
Beatui of sorrow
vast as the sea
eve of the morrow
inner expanse of me
*Changed Line From:
[to share it our duty-original-2.26.10]
[the purpose of our lives-original-2.26.10]
poem by Tim caffery
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Who Believes?
I believed in the eyes that devolved,
Watching still the scenes of nature;
I gathered myself to be thrown
Into the abyss of my design,
I see wounds on my body due to this abyss,
Eating away at my soul.
I am convinced, I am beautiful in thoughts
That conquer the wide expanse.
My sight is permitted to grow,
As the journey resulted in sport.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sleepy Eyes
Your sleepy eyes have a dreamy look,
suggesting you are far away,
thinking of some distant thoughts,
rekindled by a memory,
of a special place in the long ago,
when love lit up your life,
and planted special memories there.
Memories to call upon at sad times,
to brighten up your life,
prevent you from falling low
into some kind of depression.
So your sleepy eyes and dreamy look,
have somewhere to take you to,
a world away from the things,
that are troubling you.
poem by David Harris
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Gingerbread Angels
Gingerbread angels lay crashed upon the mattress
Grooving moulds into comfort holes,
Creating a void into which they may slip.
One bears the emblem of the Rose upon his arm
The other lay upon a sailing smile out of reach for a while,
He marries his hair with the cloth buttoned to his chest.
They rest. Eyes wide shut, stepping out into the expanse that
Is the Wilderness of our mindscapes.
poem by David Lacey
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When God created us all, We were not left alone
it is true and i agree completely
when God created us all
we were not left alone
he created the rivers and the seas
to tell us that we must flow and be deep
and be wide with compassion
he created the skies that we may always
look up to the wide expanse of this
unfathomable love, this universe
he created the earth where our fellowmen live
so we all become coals hot with cinders
unsegregated from the fires that burn
within us, lest we become cold and nothing
but ash, blown by the wind and then forgotten.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whiles You Sleep
Cold water in hand
as i watch you sleep
peaceful and beat
weary and tired
yet this overwhelming sensation
over come me as i grip the jug
tightly oh i feel something
so devilish in me
i just wanna see how you react
as i lay back starring in to
your wide vastly gazed out eyes wandering
if am part of your dream
with cold water in hand
laughing like a maniac
hahaha
poem by Robert Roberts
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The Plane
when it starts to fly it is being met by this rain.
there is this strong wind ahead of us and some dark clouds
the stewardess announces said state and we are 30,000 feet
above the mountains
yes, these are the bumpy skyways.
i close my eyes. i think of you, the house, the garden, the room,
and the two dogs you are caring.
(will we crash? will this plane fall to the ground? shall we die in an instant?)
i close my eyes.
then the plane steadies. i open my eyes.
there are clear clouds. below is a wide expanse of the blue sea.
i look at the wings of the plane.
and then its wheels touch the ground.
the door opens.
it is another world for me.
i feel the importance of the ground. Its glory. Its reign now.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Winter Night for Friend Hunter
Though almost imperceptibly. The snow was falling steadily,
unruffled by the slightest breeze. To coat the branches of the trees,
with layers of the purest white, which sparkle in the pale moonlight.
The contrast pleasing to my eyes. Beneath the trees a blanket lies
as yet a flimsy covering which is slowly thickening.
The snow continues relentlessly but quietly and stealthily.
The winter will remorselessly alter existing scenery.
Cover the faults and flaws with snow, assisted by the winds which blow.
When night departs and morning breaks, spread far and wide the fallen flakes.
Until the world appears to be as far as human eye can see.
A pristine expanse of pure white: a truly awe inspiring sight.
Which waits to greet us when we rise, a sight too bright for human eyes.
26-Nov-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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World Wide
World wide
People are waiting for the arrival of spring
World wide people are celebrating Easter
The Easter egg is a sign of fertility
World wide people are waiting for God’s arrival
World wide is in trouble
I hope if anybody can fix it
Will have to be God alone
World wide
You hear about our peace keepers being sent to Afghanistan
World wide
They hear
About the soldiers we lost
When are we going to pull out of Afghanistan?
World wide
Is hunger and poverty
Why don’t they spend the money wisely world wide?
Why don’t they end the war world wide?
They don’t even seem to get tired
I am already tired about listening to it
And to know that it is going on world wide
When are people going to share a moment of silence world wide?
And share the truth with one another world wide
We are loosing this battle world wide
What can we learn from this battle world wide?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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sitting, waiting
sitting, as simple as sitting on a stair
you look around through dragonfly eyes
from higher places
like a cliff overlooking a village
closer to cotton clouds
patches of hissing
winds up here,
alone,
you sit, sitting is simple, it is not complicated
as waiting which is heavier sometimes with a person who is not
showing some shadows for the coming,
sit,
i sit,
i am sitting viewing a wide horizon, a vast expanse of a field,
some white herons heaving leaves blown from dead trees this summer,
they fly away
from you, they fly away from where you are seated, from your country,
you remain sitting,
sit, like a dog to his master telling him to sit,
sit,
it is simple as being yourself alone, not even waiting
things end in darkness
dust settles finally on the ground after a truck fully loaded with almost
everything leaves
the road heading far away from you,
you are not waiting for anything
you have no time
left for waiting, everything leaves and goes away, always everybody
utters the word goodbye
except these, the rain, the rain, there are many of them,
these hordes of rains
they are coming and you sit and do the last thing possible
listen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Close Your Eyes
[1933 standard written by Bernice Petkere. Arrangement baed on the Peggy Lee's 1963 recording]
Music play
Something dreamy for dancing
While we're here romancing
It's love's holiday
And Love will be our guide
Close your eyes
When you open them dear
I'll be right hear by your side
So...
Close your eyes
Rest your head on my shoulder and sleep
Close your eyes
And I will close mine
Close your eyes
Let's pretend that we're both counting sheep
Close your eyes
This is divine
Music play
Something dreamy for dancing
While were here romancing
It's love's holiday
And Love will be our guide
Close your eyes
When you open them dear
I'll be near by your side
So won't you close your eyes...
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Beautiful Bashful Eyes
Big beautiful bashful eyes
with lashes oh so long
I love your beautiful bashful eyes.
They remind me of a song.,
a song to describe their color
and their lids that are half closed.
They never let me see behind them.
What they're feeling is never exposed.
Big beautiful bashful eyes
are lost in timid intent.
I wish for them to open wide
to see where they have spent
their shy-retiring gazes?
Were they ever looking my way?
Or were they lost in silent thought
afraid that they might stray
And find that all around you
eyes would be looking your way?
My eyes would be among them
and you would hear me say.
'Big beautiful bashful eyes
with lashes oh so long
you've captivated my attention
and are now the words to my song.
'Beautiful eyes, bashful and blue
my thoughts are lost in you.
Your lashes long, your lids dreamy-eyed,
no one can tell what secrets they hide.
I have secrets my eyes hide too.
They're all about my feelings for you.
Those bashful eyes have become for me
everything that I dreamed they would be.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Look Of Hatred And The Innocent Man
he gazed at all the eyes
that gazed on him inside
that smoky room
there was one eye which
looked at him with the gentleness
of the man of compassion
he knew it
as it was devoid of
the usual cruelty
that all of them inflicted
upon his
innocence.
he knew it
because it was fake
in fact in truth
it was made of marble
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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