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Soulful Throes of Saudade

Oh ethereal traveler:
I touch the clouds forming at your feet!
My shirtless sherpa body
boldly braving Himalayan peaks!

Oh slumbering summits...
I fasten flags of mercy to your bedpost!

Desolate Beauty...
cloistered lachrymose pearl...
...shrouded in your room of
purple mountain shadows
and blue sea shark fin shade...
eyes storing pieces of Pelee's tears...
sacred volcano of hardened igneous scars...
imposing time bomb of tranquility...

– I know reflections of palace
crystal ball chandeliers
and opulent mineral rich patterns
often flood the eyes in certain
liquid dense moments of truth...

- Watery swords of light illuminating life's distortion.

OH strong hold of Saudade...!
familiar feeling of loss...!
Like sudden waves of ether
I'm awash in past pheromones!

Could this ever evolving …
… all enveloping force …
be anything other than divine natural selection?

Oh single faceless love...!
...lost upon birth...

We shall be delivered as one body once more – you be sure of it …

...as soon as we finish weaving our lovely deeds
through out the fabric of the material bacchanal world.

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Milky Skin Morning Star

Milky skin morning star,
Venusian beauty bathing
in breathtaking light,
aurora borealis illuminating
desolate northern skies,
soothing bedside blanket
comforting lonely nights.
For you to rest an open palm
on my bare chest is enough,
Place a hand upon my waist,
let it linger,
Staring down into eyes
ever so loving and wide,
void of soft blue bliss
silent lullaby of agonizing joy

oceanic eyes, so vast so blue
iris halo of infinite horizon
coalescence of heaven and sea
Purest of pleasure,
Simplest of Joys,
buoyant being,
steady column of light,
body slender and lithe.
How do you manage to
weigh so heavily in heart?

Goddess presence,
Aphrodite's essence,
Sensual affection,
alert adoration,
sympathetic wakefulness,
underlining understanding,
kindred spiritual fusion,
love's living legend,
breathing myth of the muses,
writhing mound of Olympian union,
Elysium ecstasies and Atlantean wounds

Horse shoe high!
Inundated in liquid
azure aura of love
voltaic high voltage cinergy
pulsing through me
lifting me from
the ashen anchors
of a drowning earth

Desolate Beauty
cloistered pearl
So far so close
lachrymose little girl
in and out with the tide
anxiety's immediate fringe of tragedy
my heart's helpless notions
physical threads of life
beyond the reach of any language

Let us take of these transparent hoods
denude the gods, disavow our guard,
let down Samson's summer locks
and set free our passionate youth.
Naked plunge, together e'er long,
drowned in the eye of the self elapsing
wellspring of empyreal elan!

Vaporous desire, delicious venom
undulant strata, vesuvian strufa
bodily cloud cover dream
Down pour of crystallized touch
fingers thighs and knees
pluvial passions rain down
in ionized carnal cloud burst

bodies unarchored
two renegade skiffs
sailing on the sooty wings
of a charcoal night

Oh ethereal traveler:
I touch the clouds forming at your feet!
My shirtless sherpa body
boldly braving Himalayan peaks

Oh upon slumbering summits...
I fasten flags of mercy to your bedpost!

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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New Light New Colour

An old man
welcomes
his four day old
grandson

white stillness pure gold purple wonder gold strength pink joy
pink infinity navy blue now strong indigo blue light blue fountain
the green first reason endless yellow compassionate orange
royal red

single red free orange free yellow
green depth as clear as crystal all attractive light blue
strong indigo blue strong navy blue pink wishes gold compassion
compassionate purple gold of golds of creativity

who is quiet
and naturally very small and delicate

red inspirer orange giver yellow help dazzling green
light blue of the delicate with indigo blue eyes navy blue good
with pink kind eyes golden hair
golden complexion purple complexion
gold warmth of white space

white of whites
gold truth purple mentor funny gold pink friend of children
navy blue of nature indigo blue knowledge light blue song of nature
green creation yellow in senses orange guide red way

white and gold love
of all purple knowledge gold presence pink in thunder and storms
navy blue pleasure indigo blue beauty light blue lines
all attractive green of yellow stirring music of orange red refuge

clear red orange orange yellow yellow with green giving hands
of green light blue truth indigo blue essence navy blue sparkle
pink with gold purple guide gold here here white

His feet are curled
His fingers as small as tiny magic wands
His eyes large
Some skin is peeling off his small face
Everything is perfectly formed

white
is the sun with penetrating vision purple and golden constant winner
gold reach of all pink infinite navy blue indigo blue knowledge
light blue care
deep green in greens dedicated to yellow
orange truth
red peace

This perfect body was in his mother only a week ago
thinks the old man
He places his hand on the boys stomach

red glory orange beauty yellow
of green and light blue evenings handsome indigo blue
intelligent navy blue pink of pinks of gold golds purple purple
gold friend openness formless

white and gold
prevailing purple efficient purple purple origin purple form
gold and permanent pink navy blue belief indigo blue blue
dense green yellow orange red friend red

The boy almost gasps at this touch
He yawns
His eyes remain anxiously focused on the window
eager to understand the Australian light

poem by Bhupen Thakker
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Body To Body

Body, body, bo-bo-bo-body, body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
I love the way you make me feel
When you do what youre doing to me, oh
Touching me the way you do, you know, know youve got to feel it too
When you bodys next to mine, youve got me hypnotized
Body to body
Body to body
You know I like the way you do what you do when you do it to me, oh
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
Flowing through this magic night
I love to feel you hold me tight
You are the one thats right for me
You got me feeling tingaly
Share the night with stars above
I think Ive found this thing called love
Fever running through your eyes
You are my heavenly device
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
You opened up the world to me
You changed my life so tenderly
I know you are the only one
Youre brighter than the burning sun
Dont know where youre going to
I dont care as long as Im with you
That certain sparkle in your eyes
Has got me feeling oh so high
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
I like what you do when you do all those things to me
Body to body....

song performed by by Gloria Estefan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pearl of My Heart

The sky is blue, clouds are clear
I know the stars will do the sky,
Here I sit and wait, for one so dear
Pearl of my heart, so lovely and pretty.

Once I set my eyes, I knew that day,
I saw Angle in you, twinkle in your eye
Set my blood rolling and galloping like a Deer
Pearl of my heart, so lovely and pretty.

In my dreams, you conquer
I dream about outings, on beaches
Of lovely views on mountain peaks and flowers
I look up the sky, I’ll wait, the clock ticks,
Pearl of my heart, so lovely and pretty.

poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Astral Body (demo Remix)

Into this world we're thrown
A lifeform without a home
Clowns in a circus called the material world
Gods without immortality, nothing to lose
Nothing to gain, nothing to keep
Shepherds of dreams, we are what we are
Lovers, losers, loners, leapers, liars
The meaning of life and i want to touch
Your astral body !!!
We are what we are
Oh, we're so full of light, don't let it die
And i want to touch your astral body !!!
And if i put pennies on your eyes or pyramids
On your grave, mysteries mountain high
The day i have to go
But before i leave, i just want to feel love !!!
I want to touch somebody else than me
We are what we are...

song performed by by Alphaville
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Astral Body

Into this world were thrown
A lifeform without a home
Clowns in a circus called the material world
Gods without immortality, nothing to lose
Nothing to gain, nothing to keep
Shepherds of dreams, we are what we are
Lovers, losers, loners, leapers, liars
The meaning of life and I want to touch
Your astral body !!!
We are what we are
Oh, were so full of light, dont let it die
And I want to touch your astral body !!!
And if I put pennies on your eyes or pyramids
On your grave, mysteries mountain high
The day I have to go
But before I leave, I just want to feel love !!!
I want to touch somebody else than me
We are what we are...

song performed by by Alphaville
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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IN God I trust

Eyes closed under the dusty chandeliers
Once so bright and illuminating;
Now, hollowness and desolation is all that appears
'Hell's empty and all the devils are here', said Shakespeare
He knew, just like I, we're living the illusion of love but the reality of fear

Once so young and full of life,
Now all I have are these wasted years
And an aching body swimming in tears

Patrol,
I am being drifted in and out
Of the city lights
A dark shadow among darker shadows,
Pulling me down

~ In God I trust ~
I know that even the deepest cuts will turn into scars
~ In God I trust ~
Warm draining blood will eventually dry
~ In God I trust ~
The happiness will, somehow, be ours
~ In God I trust ~
And a new life will follow, even after the last goodbye
~ In God ~

poem by AnaDiamond AA
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Unfiltered By Mist

when i appear to you
one of these days

what is it that you want to see?

my hands are hard
my ears covered
my eyes in haze
my body in trembling

this is not what you want to see i guess

you want greek pillars as my feet
my eyes as gentle as a roman saint
my ears attentive as a echoing mountain
my body strong like an old castle

but let me tell you how is it to grieve
for someone that i have loved and lost

how is it to cry and yet not wanting to have tears
how is it to be lost and pretend that he has the mastery of the ways
that he has the manners of a man mastering the art of cultured restraint

tell me if you all know these
if you can relate to these miseries

perhaps one day when the world is ready for me

then i will show myself filled to the brim of reality
like a glass emptied of its contents glistening to the rays of light not filtered by the mist

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How to make your wishes come true

She liked white and had not said a word yet

On her tenth birthday
she stood on the red steps
of the red opera house
-the red opera house on the north side of Sydney Harbour
almost opposite the white opera house

She scattered orange petals, yellow petals, green leaves and spoke
in a light blue voice
A bird of navy blue pink and gold feathers stood by her. Was this the grateful bird? Purple gold and white danced
She said
white stillness, pure gold, purple wonder, gold strength, pink joy, pink infinity, navy blue now, strong indigo blue, light blue fountain, the green first reason, compassionate orange, endless yellow,
royal red, single red, free orange, free yellow, green depth as clear as crystal, all attractive light blue, strong indigo blue, strong navy blue, pink wishes, gold compassion, compassionate purple,
gold of golds, of creativity, white of whites, gold truth, purple mentor, funny gold, pink friend of children, navy blue of nature,
indigo blue knowledge, light blue song of nature, green creation, yellow in senses, orange guide, red way, red inspirer, orange giver, yellow help, dazzling green, light blue of the delicate, with indigo blue eyes, navy blue good, with pink kind eyes, golden hair, golden complexion, purple complexion, gold warmth, of white space, white and gold love, of all purple knowledge, gold presence, pink in thunder and storms, navy blue pleasure, indigo blue beauty,
light blue lines, all attractive green, of yellow stirring music, of orange, red refuge, clear red, orange orange, yellow yellow, with green giving hands, of green, light blue truth, indigo blue essence, navy blue sparkle, pink with gold, purple guide, gold here, here white, white is the sun with penetrating vision, purple and golden constant winner, gold reach, of all pink, infinite navy blue, indigo blue knowledge, light blue care, deep green in greens, orange truth, dedicated to yellow, red peace, red glory, orange beauty, yellow, of green and light blue evenings, handsome indigo blue, intelligent navy blue, pink of pinks, of gold golds, purple purple, gold friend,
openness, formless white and gold, prevailing purple, efficient purple, purple origin, purple form, gold and permanent pink, navy blue belief, indigo blue blue, dense green, orange, yellow, red friend, red
and fell silent

Are the colours telling us that reciting the girl's words could make all our wishes come true? What else do red orange yellow green light blue indigo blue navy blue pink gold purple gold white know?
Today is a Monday

poem by Bhupen Thakker
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O, what shall I do

O, what shall I do, or whither shall I turn me?
Shall I make unto her eyes? O, no, they'll burn me!
Shall I seal up my eyes and speak my part?
Then in a flood of tears I drown my heart,
For tears being stopped will swell for scope,
Though they overflow love, life and hope,
By beauty's eye
I'll choose to die.

At thy feet I fall, fair creature rich in beauty,
And for pity call; O kill not love and duty.
Let thy smooth tongue fan on my sense thy breath,
to stay thine eyes from burning me to death.
But if mercy be exiled
From a thing so fair compiled,
Then patiently
By thee I'll die.

poem by John Wilbye
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Reflections

Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time
I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of the way life used to be
Reflections of the love you took from me
I'm all alone now
No love to shield me
Trapped in a world that's
a distorted reality.
Happiness you took from me
and left me alone
with only memories.
Through the mirror of my mind
Through these tears that I'm crying
Reflects the hurt I can't control
Cause although you're gone
I keep holding on
to the happy times
ooh when you were mine
AS I peer out through the window
of lost time
Looking over my yesteryear
And all this love I gave all in vain
(all the love) All the love I've wasted
(all those tears) All the tears that I've tasted
(ooh ,ooh) All in vain
(all in vain , till nothing remains)
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream that's lost
From the hurt
That you have caused
Everywhere I turn
seems like everything I see
Reflects the love that used to be
In you I put all my faith and trust
and right before my eyes my world has turned to dust
After all those nights I sat alone and wept
Just a hand full of promises and all that's left of loving you
Reflections of
the way life used to be
Reflections of
the love you took from me
in you I put all my faith and trust
right before my eyes my world was turned to dust
Reflections of...

song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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A cloud burst

It is not cloud burst
It is essential and must
Iron too may rust
If it remains in open with dust

It has power to create havoc
It has so much energy in stock
If clouds can't hold what it should?
It may strike with all its might to mould

When heart is filled with grief
It needs some leakage for brief
If it is allowed to retain even for a while
It will ruin the man and completely spoil

The heart has to shed some tears
It has so much to worry with fears
Tears will weaken the ache in heart
The life may feel fresh with good start

No part of the body may be affection
The diseased part may show some infection
The eyes may have clear indication
The tears may roll and have reflection

Though it controls the whole body?
It is damaged by action f somebody
It may treasure many happy moments
It may not react well with any movements

It is traditional and natural
Drink the water which is mineral
Know the person who is full of kindness
It may help to develop oneness

Love can’t be blinded
It can’t be blended too
It has to have natural and strongest bond
All kind of fishes must swim in the same pond

We are compelled to move by loose connection
It may still be affected by adverse reaction
It should usher in new era of love and affection
It is not preferred by influential people or any particular section

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dry bones

It is all for self and not to be found
Ageless feeling when she is around
Why to bother when heaven is within reach?
Let whole world watch it and preach

I don’t know what her love is meant to be
No restriction or condition to feel for free
At 63 if I can handle the lovely flower
It will be like wetting under the rainy shower

What will be really joy and so closeness?
Classic example of bonding and oneness
I can cherish those moments little longer
If she comes out in open not as stranger

What can be found in dry bones?
Not same man can be created by clones
As eyes may be dry and without any message
Loveless beautiful body marred by an age

I have found her as brilliant
Versatile, intelligent and variant
She is imposing figure and giant
I am too in mood and look defiant

What does she lack in my eyes?
Absolutely nothing with question of no whys
She is there in midst of pond
I am lost and very much fond

She is not a flower like rose or lotus
I have all the words for her and praise thus
Is it for wooing her or sending some pulse?
Let that not result in something else

She is very much excited but very wise
I too extend warmth with lots of promise
I may sand by her in case of any need
As other men do I shall shun the greed?

Let me touch my bones and skin?
Is it earthly prize or heavenly win?
Is she all for me even in dream?
She is directly hitting me as beam

I am no perfect man
Except dreams what else I can?
But yes I can have kingdom of her choice
Where there is peace, silence and no noise

I can still hold your hand
Show to world that we are perfect match and real friends
Let the cruel fate push us to untimely end
Yet we have so much to offer and send

You at opposite shore
I see you in sun and adore
The rays blind me with all that light
Force me to think and perform the right

“Will you please take me along “?
The path is not smooth and anything can go wrong
Still I am here to take care and watch
All the lovely moments not to come at stop

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Them Heavy People

Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
They arrived at an inconvenient time.
I was hiding in a room in my mind.
They made me look at myself. I saw it well.
Id shut the people out of my life.
So now I take the opportunities:
Wonderful teachers ready to teach me.
I must work on my mind. for now I realise:
Everyone of us has a heaven inside.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Them heavy people help me.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
They open doorways that I thought were shut for good.
They read me gurdjieff and jesu.
They build up my body, break me emotionally.
Its nearly killing me, but what a lovely feeling!
I love the whirling of the dervishes.
I love the beauty of rare innocence.
You dont need no crystal ball,
Dont fall for a magic wand.
We humans got it all, we perform the miracles.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Them heavy people help me.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball...

song performed by by Kate Bush
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What Happens When I Go...

so many times will i watch this
there is no way that i can stop watching this
show of a
beautiful body

when i was about to go, i feel the loss
and the grief is like rain at night
there is no ceasing
of the sounding and pounding of the
pain

i have hesitations of course
i am not the familiar kind that goes into
the house of
the mundane

must i bury myself in the terse tension
under my bed?

i cannot betray what myself has been praying
for
to be free for a while and make the most
of what time is left

and so i go
into the familiar places of the heart
meeting everyone
nurturing the wounds and trying to
erase the scars

when i arrive there i feel the shrinking of
my body
my hands are touching my feet
the door when it closes suddenly becomes
a very tall man

i am looking up
to that artificial light
i am lost again
and defeated

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Her Touch

She walks on blue light
Ethereal and soothing
The grass is so green with truth
Hold the moon in your heart
Let her rise like velvet fire
We all know the world is broken
Darling I can hear you breathe

Blue sea, blue eyes
Out of my reach like spring not here
Dappled emotion rises with dawn
Dreams without tears
Evening makes her eyes like sapphires
Yellow flowers grow like visions
The world has failed me
I seek love
I seek quiet

Everything grows with hope
Her words make me want to be tender
She likes when I am gentle
Meaning can be so abstract
Her touch brings me shivers
Her touch brings me hope

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Outro

All of the seasons
And all of the days
All of the reasons
Why I've felt this way
So long
So long
Then lost in that feeling
I looked in your eyes
I noticed emotion
And that you had cried
For me
I can see
What would touch me deeper
Tears that fall from eyes
That only cry?
Would it touch you deeper
Than tears that fall from eyes
That know why?
A lifetime of questions
Tears on your cheek
I tasted the answers
And my body was weak
For you
The truth

song performed by by Rush
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Like an eagle resting...

Like an eagle resting on the yellow shape of the silent sun
I Wait impatiently the dingles of the bells
Crying conscience of steady moons, at angels sunset
Breathless death, with his narcissus eyes
Adore by the altars, the looted vanity of the beauty of sleep
My body swallows, contradict by life.

Of these moments' blow by the winds,
where agony stand, where dark falls.
Echo flow away the inner life of mine
Clear my body of sacred breath, after life echoes

My heart bleeds, naked my body rest.
Symbol of reasons & pride, of visions arguing at night fall.
Chasing endless monsters hide by alternate consciences of.
tears and rains, rains and tears.
To hear, to touch, immaculate past, lays.
wait to remember.

Flocks of mermaid, murmurs at the imminent sunset,
where day has no rest.
Morning melody,
night tragedy.
Dazzles are my eyes, like a silent good-bye.
Waves

I remain seats in these empty scripts.
There are not bridges, there are not ways.
For myself, to escape.

poem by Luca Menin
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Tears

Words and music by geddy lee
All of the seasons
And all of the days
All of the reasons
Why Ive felt this way
So long
So long
Then lost in that feeling
I looked in your eyes
I noticed emotion
And that you had cried
For me
I can see
What would touch me deeper
Tears that fall from eyes
That only cry?
Would it touch you deeper
Than tears that fall from eyes
That know why?
A lifetime of questions
Tears on your cheek
I tasted the answers
And my body was weak
For you
The truth

song performed by by Rush
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Virgin Youth

Now and again
All my body springs alive,
And the life that is polarised in my eyes,
That quivers between my eyes and mouth,
Flies like a wild thing across my body,
Leaving my eyes half-empty, and clamorous,
Filling my still breasts with a flush and a flame,
Gathering the soft ripples below my breast
Into urgent, passionate waves,
And my soft, slumbering belly
Quivering awake with one impulse of desire,
Gathers itself fiercely together;
And my docile, fluent arms
Knotting themselves with wild strength
To clasp—what they have never clasped.
Then I tremble, and go trembling
Under the wild, strange tyranny of my body,
Till it has spent itself,
And the relentless nodality of my eyes reasserts itself,
Till the bursten flood of life ebbs back to my eyes,
Back from my beautiful, lonely body
Tired and unsatisfied.

poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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