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Midnight Scare

Nights are really scary
You won’t like to be awake and worry
Mind works at faster space than light
You think more of wrong then right

Nights are meant for relaxation and sound sleep
You need not think much and go very deep
If you stress more then it may spoil your night
You will be in state of alert and constantly fight

If someone has told you about the miracles
You mind will definitely be occupied by such tales
Some unnatural happening may threaten your conscious
This may trouble you and keep engaged continuous

I would love to recall such incidences
I was saved from it at once
Some ghost like object appeared at the window
I picked the stone and tried to throw

It gave me some sort of confidence
Even though I give no weight or credence
It has given me some bad thoughts to scare
But I am prepared to stay and go no where

I keep remembering Holy Spirit
It keeps me sound and totally fit
No ghost or such evil can come near
As I have enough courage not to fear

I saw once some frightening element
I was speechless and could not speak or comment
I remembered God number of times
I got composure back but it happens sometimes

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Night of Nights

‘Twas deep; so deep of night,
When I saw what I had seen -
So truly deep of night,
When I went where I had been,
And really deep of night,
When I heard what I had heard:
Perhaps a fox or badger,
Or a sort of night-time bird.

‘Twas late that night of nights,
When something there was there -
So very late that night of nights,
Where that thing was where -
'Twas deep of night of nights,
When it ran to where it ran:
Perhaps a stoat or Billy goat,
Or ghostly little man.

‘Twas in the night of night of nights,
When something scary caused a scare -
So late of night of night of nights,
When something hairy raised my hair -
The deep of night of night of nights…
So don't you wonder what it was?
Well I never really truly saw it -
Why? Because because!

‘Twas in the night of night of night of nights
Oh I've had enough!
Night night.

Night night, night night
Night night, night night
Night night
night

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Touch Me

Why don’t you leave me alone and in isolation?
Why is it that you still come and guide me with relation?
Why is it that I still spend sleepless nights?
Internal thoughts clash with mind and fight

You come before eyes when I close for little comfort
I try to forget sweet memories or resort to
No successes as you drive powerfully and invade
You stand in between doors and don’t fade

I fail to close the eyes and turn the back
Again you resurface and eventually crack
Oh god! what is happening for the good?
I fear that I may eventually forget to take food

You ask me about the reassurance with promises
I had done it number of times with so many misses
You whole heatedly forgave me with no regrets
Such was graceful act on your part to allow me or let

I fight for letting bright sun to appear
I can’t imagine its brightness so near
I feel like rejecting all happiness and stay far
The sky, moon and even don’t appeal the stars

Can’t you come again in same form?
I am totally shaken and mentally broken
I fear that I shall never get sound sleep
I shall remain awake and ceaselessly weep

Stars twinkle but don’t appeal
Moon light spread but strong urge is repealed
I shall never hear that morning melody
As I lay unconscious with no movement in body

Will you touch me in form of wind?
Will you spread the light and be kind?
Push me with your gentle touch to come in same for again
Rush to open fields to experience the rain

I hope you will be kind enough
The earth had been unkind and rough
I have now reason to smile or laugh
As you have come back as my better half

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tears Before Bedtime

I know the name on the tip of your tongue
And I know that accusing look
Everybody knows Ive been so wrong
Thats the problem and heres the hook
Tears before bedtime
Therell be trouble tonight
I dont want to talk about it anymore
I dont want to have another fight
I dont want to talk I dont want to fight
How wrong can I be before I am right
For the tears that you boo hoo hoo hoo
There can be no defence
You say youll forgive and forget
But its only a pretence
Either you can leave the past behind
Or give me something to disconnect my mind
I sleep with my fists clenched tight
When I dont lie awake all night
I guess time gave up the ghost too late
And the balance of our love
Very soon turns to hate
Darling your suspiciousness
Tortures me at night
But I cant excuse the cruel words
That I use whenever we fight
(chorus)

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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If It Wasnt For The Nights

I got appointments, work I have to do
Keeping me so busy all the day through
Theyre the things that keep me from thinking of you
(ohhh) baby, I miss you so, I know Im never gonna make it
Oh, Im so restless, I dont care what I say
And I lose my temper ten times a day
Still its even worse when the nights on its way
Its bad, oh, so bad
Somehow Id be doing alright if it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could make it)
Id have courage left to fight if it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could take it)
How I fear the time when shadows start to fall
Sitting here alone and staring at the wall
Even I could see a light if it wasnt for the nights
(even I could see a light I think that I could make it)
Somehow Id be doing alright if it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could take it)
No one to turn to, you know how it is
I was not prepared for something like this
Now I see them clearly, the things that I miss
(ohhh) baby, I feel so bad, I know Im never gonna make it
I got my business to help me through the day
People I must write to, bills I must pay
But everythings so different when nights on its way
Its bad, oh, so bad
Somehow Id be doing alright if it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could make it)
Id have courage left to fight if it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could take it)
How I fear the time when shadows start to fall
Sitting here alone and staring at the wall
Even I could see a light if it wasnt for the nights
(even I could see a light I think that I could make it)
Guess my future would look bright if it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could make it)
If it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could take it)
If it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could make it)
Even I could see a light if it wasnt for the nights
(even I could see a light I think that I could make it)
Guess my future would look bright if it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could take it)
If it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could make it)
If it wasnt for the nights
(if it wasnt for the nights I think that I could take it)
Even I could see a light if it wasnt for the nights
(even I could see a light I think that I could make it)
Guess my future would look bright if it wasnt for the nights
(fade)

song performed by by ABBA
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No peace in mind

We all love peace and happiness
Calm and silence with some quietness
Whole day may pass with so much of joy
It will be good to spend the day and enjoy

If the day is starting with welcome
Rest of the day may also pass nicely and done
You may have happy mood to work with interest
It will generate some satisfaction to deliver the best

Think of scuffle you have at work place
The ire and unhappiness will only have some trace
You will be out of control and think ceaselessly
Of all those bad moments often and endlessly

You are not unto yourself and completely unseated
You want it to be told to some one or narrated
Alas! You find none and bear the brunt
Your whole body is shivering and anger make it burnt

You reach home with restless mind
The dinner seems unacceptable you watch it as if blind
No taste and no appeal for nice music to be heard
Only lying on bed with futile thoughts to be bored

Sound sleep may elude only when you think too much and peep
That may disturb your whole set and force you to weep
Still it may not budge and send you in hostile environment
You lie low in bed and pray God for that particular moment

Reason or no reason that happens sometimes
Even though you might not have passed critical times
Or undergone any stress or with disturbed thought
Mind at rest is as such occupied and relentlessly fight

The rest has got direct bearing on mind memory
It adds and flood tension with some more worry
You may not get sleep even if desperately try
You may get no answer even if ceaselessly ask why

You may end up in no solution
The ideas may have reverse resolution
You may be killing a person number of times
Yet he may come again to trouble you many times

You got to wait for morning sunshine
The beginning of the day may help you for while
You may start it with fresh patch up in mind
You may try to gain composure and look very kind

It is such a delicate stage and must be avoided
You will be joked at for failure and even chided
Something must be done to avoid the sudden flare up
It will be nice if we react less and keep mouth shut

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Ghost

The yawning creak of the door
as ivy branches tap the windowpane,
dancing shadows from the candle
caught in a draught from beneath the door.
I sit in what is reputed to be a very haunted room
waiting to see a ghost no one has ever seen.
They’ve only heard the wailing
in the middle of the night.
Therefore, I’m sitting here
my imagination wanting to play tricks
on me as darkness falls.
I’ve come to help this lost wailing spirit
that seems bound to this room
and to help release it
into the heavenly light,
also to find its secret
why it is bound to this room.

The town clock chimes midnight.
I wait, but nothing happens.
Maybe the lost wailing spirit
has taken the night off.
A voice sounded from the gloom.
“Excuse me, are you still up? ”
I looked around
and there by the doorway
stood a tall dark figure there.
“Yes, how can I help you? ”
“Please put out the candle
as it is keeping me awake.”
“But this room is haunted
and I’m waiting to see the ghost.”
Then came, a hearty chuckle
from the dark figure.
“So they got you at as well.
Turn out the candle
and get good nights sleep.
There is no ghost here.
Who on earth told you that.
Whoever it was
just tell them Smiler told you so.”
The next morning
after one of the best sleeps,
I have ever had.
I told the proprietor who had invited me.
They laughed when I told them
that Smiler had told me so.
When they stopped laughing
they said. “Smiler is the ghost
we were telling you about.”

poem by David Harris
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Run for cover

Dark clouds run to cover sun’s face,
with intermittent lightening to join the race,
Descending on earth with malign intent,
Fear, destruction all with dreaded content,

Pin dropp silence prevails at midnight
there is great impact of falling light
Stars may loose sometimes their tail
We will catch the sight and not fail

Little murmur can be heard even if spoken with care
You may think to adjust here and there
The noise of little scuffle or fierce fight, may puzzle
Everything is noticed when rain start and dazzle

Dead night makes person to think bad make pessimist
No hope of revival as is one in the case of optimist
Pessimism sometimes may lead to the sinking of ship
Optimist may try to salvage the ship by issuing whip

One must remain alert and awake
Even if nothing is concerned to him or is at stake
Person should control his anger and wishes,
How water is not disturbed with movement of fishes

Mid night fear is very deep in the minds of individual
He is frightened and doesn’t take it as casual
It is propagated that holy souls depart at night
It is deep rooted in mind and seems very right,

Evil doer’s absence may not be noticed or missed;
good and right people will always be remembered and noticed
Nights descend with gloom and dull feelings
No one may prefer to venture out with willingness

Nights represent bleak future for all times to come
Any unpleasant things may not be welcome
Even flowers feel shame and not boom
We try to confine and remain in closed room

Why all wrong doings takes place at night,
why do we prefer and consider it right?
Night is not all that bad but place to seek refuge
Dreams may offer solace with fresh ideas to infuse

Nights may offer very calm and cool atmosphere
Person may resort to any ideas without any fear
it is preparation for next days strategy with precision
it may influence the course of action with correct decision

Nights are not meant for any preparation for long battle
It is place to rest your mind and coolly settle
Everything must come at standstill and simply rest
You can expect better tomorrow and hope for the best

Day and night to be viewed with equal feelings
Even days are witnessed with gruesome murders and killings
We take it as part of destiny and simple fate
We may take it seriously but act very late

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What's Your Name

Turn me up yo
That's right
New Edition
(You don't have to worry)
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Verse 1:
Bobby
Lady, I know I've been acting strange
It seems to me you're tired of playing games
I've been around
Had girls here and there
I did you wrong, but I'll give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Verse 2:
Bobby
What must I do to make it up to you?
What can I say, to make you see things my way?
I know it's hard for you to understand
I did you wrong but I'll give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And it's been on my mind
You don't have to worry
I'm gonna make it right
I'll be on your side
No more lonely nights
You don't have to worry
Bridge:
Don't be afraid
I'll be there whenever you need me
I'll be there trust in me
Just call on me
I won't let you down ohhhh
Rap:
Mike

song performed by by New Edition
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Sleepless On My Pillow

I'm sleepless on my pillow
just thinking of you,
remembering just what it's like to sleep
the whole night through.

I'm not too bad in daytime
when you're not here.
But when the nights come
and you're not here

I think of you and wonder
how I'll fall asleep?
Don't want to turn the light out
for I know I'll just be

Sleepless on my pillow
just thinking of you,
remembering what it's like to sleep
the whole night through.

I wonder if you're awake
just like me?
Or are you peaceful,
sleeping silently?

When you come home again
I sleep through the night,
never waking up until
the morning light.

But when you have to leave me
for a little while,
it's then I hate those nights again
for I know that I'll be

Sleepless on my pillow
thinking just of you,
remembering what it's like to sleep
the whole night through.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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A bad dream

I hastily stepped out from bed to ponder over
It was bad dream and I started to find cover
It made me restless and compelled to wonder
I rubbed the eyes and regained composure however

It happens many times when you are seized with work
So many times you may trying to avoid or shirt
It does not relieve you from burden and chain of thoughts invade
The memory is fast recycling and not easily fades

It is human mind that works as super computer
It adjusts very fast and compels the situation to alter
It argues in favor and against in protective manner
It keeps hope alive and does not make chance thinner

Dreams are in fact a safe refuge or heaven
We are the king and also beautiful queen
The whole set up revolves around and make us proud
Your voice is heard clear and loud

It is replica of sound and healthy mind
We have enough space to find
We can have level field to play
It keeps you linked and do not push away

It is said that when person is gripped by fear
He may not be in position to think or shed tears
He will have no place to put his views
The dreams may provide him enough time to review

It is by product of active human psychology
Mind does not rest even if raised in bogey
It strikes back to find the reasonable solution
It will not rest until finds out with strong resolution

I think over endlessly over the state of mind
It some times cry and try to act very kind
If something wrong is done unintentionally
It will try to satisfy logic by reasons finally

It is right application at right moment
It does not disturb the normal movement
The ups and down may force to think
But the stable mind may not allow to sink

The unstable mind sometimes pushed person to brink
He may loose the power to balance and properly to think
It is progressive thoughts that come to the rescue
This is considered as positive step and may be had by only few

So the dreams are healthy sign of mental order
It takes active part and always ready at border
The slight palpitation may push it to strong action
It will be sound and positive reaction

It is always good to sleep without any tension
The mind may be occupied with lots of questions
Still it is wroth try to be worry free
It is nice idea for all of us to agree

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Dont Have To Worry

Turn me up yo
Thats right
New edition
(you dont have to worry)
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And its been on my mind
You dont have to worry
Im gonna make it right
Ill be on your side
No more lonely nights
You dont have to worry
Verse 1:
Bobby
Lady, I know Ive been acting strange
It seems to me youre tired of playing games
Ive been around
Had girls here and there
I did you wrong, but Ill give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And its been on my mind
You dont have to worry
Im gonna make it right
Ill be on your side
No more lonely nights
You dont have to worry
Verse 2:
Bobby
What must I do to make it up to you?
What can I say, to make you see things my way?
I know its hard for you to understand
I did you wrong but Ill give my life to make it right
Chorus:
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And its been on my mind
You dont have to worry
Im gonna make it right
Ill be on your side
No more lonely nights
You dont have to worry
Bridge:
Dont be afraid
Ill be there whenever you need me
Ill be there trust in me
Just call on me
I wont let you down ohhhh
Rap:
Mike & ron
Ne expertise please
Here to put the squeeze on the industry fleas
Getting cheese, peep these, butter slurs, his & hers
Chinchilla furs, check the goodfella words
You dont ever have to worry
Cause I get in ya like murry
And boo, its only a tight flurry
Youre frontin cattin, you wanna rumble in the satin
In a bad ass suite somewhere in lower manhatten
Break:
Im from the street too but I gotta eat to
Wont hesitate to eat you, other than that gald to meet you
I spend nights in the ramada my honeys stay laced in escada
Chickens is mad that I got her
Casino style gambiono types smile, kiss you before I twist you
All the wax is official
Players on the set gettin wet sippin perrier jouet
So you dont even have to worry, yet
Chorus: (2x adlib over)
I know that things aint right
Seems like all we do is fight
And its been on my mind
You dont have to worry
Im gonna make it right
Ill be on your side
No more lonely nights
You dont have to worry

song performed by by New Edition
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Holy Is The Ghost

Do I believe that you can be,
Saved?
It's not up to me,
To place that judgement made.

And,
Do I believe that you can be,
Saved?
It's not up to me,
To grade or rate your days!

I'm not one to sum up with a fuss...
Who has had it tough,
Without a suffering one covers.

Some days I slip away to pray.
Knowing the expense,
Of the dues I had to pay.
And,
Some days I slip away to pray.
Knowing the expense,
Of the dues I had to pay.

Do I believe that you can be,
Saved?
It's not up to me,
To place that judgement made.

Holy is the Ghost,
That paves the way!
Holy is the Ghost,
That saves!

Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.

In the morning,
That Ghost saves.
In the evening,
That Ghost saves.
From the dawn and through the night time too!

Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.

In the morning,
That Ghost saves.
In the evening,
That Ghost saves.
From the dawn and through the night time too!

Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that paves the way.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.

From the dawn and through the night time too!
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.
Holy is the Ghost that saves.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silly; Cats: Big Fat Cat Without A Hat

Outside my window a big cat sat,
a big, FAT, cat without any hat.
Its fur was white and really quite long.
Nights she would serenade me with a song.

Her song could get loud, almost scary,
almost like a huge monster, hairy.
It got so I had trouble sleepin',
and very late nights I was keepin'.

To quiet her I gave her some food,
but she got even louder with food. How rude!
I took her in, but never again!
My bed she made into a pigpen.

So I put her back out in the night;
with rain she was a pitiful sight.
Then one night along came a big black Tom.
They left like going off to a prom.

After two months of sweet peaceful sleep,
guess what through my window did peep.
The big fat cat tuning up for song,
with six black and white kittens tagging along.

poem by Bri Edwards
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I Can't Recall

When I opened my eyes after being asleep for many days
nothing appeared clear, everything was a haze.
They told me things would become clearer in no time at all,
and then even my memory would be able to recall.

When I was in the sleeping world, it was as if I was dead,
I had no thoughts in my mind or memories in my head.
No erotic imaginings or frightening horrific dreams,
just blank darkness, with no feelings of being.

But now I’m awake, where have I been for all these days
and what caused me to miss out in so many ways?
Why can’t I remember who I am and why I’m lying here?
I’ve no memory of my family, and feel no pain or fear.

You say that I was found in my car at the bottom of a river,
and I was rescued and revived by an anonymous life saver.
No one knows who rescued and gave life back to me that day,
but they say a white cloud appeared and then drifted away.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Vampires, Mummies & The Holy Ghost

Vampires, mummies, and the holy ghost
By: jimmy buffett, roger guth, jim mayer, peter mayer
1994
--spoken:
Ohhhh rock n roll is a scary business. no hit records, no mtv
Videos...youll never make it here...scary. not! lets do it
Coral reefers...
Looked in my laptop, what did I see?
A flashin message says today therapy
Rather walk through fire than converse with my shrink
But Im getting better thats what some people think
Talk about denial and dysfunctional things
Heads like a bell somedays it dongs and it dings
My brain play tricks on me it likes to shift gears
Spend lots of money, but Im tacklin my fears
Chorus:
Vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
These are the things that terrify me the most
No aliens, psychopaths or mtv hosts
Scare me like vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
Ooohh
Had a dream last night took a time travellin ride
Back to my childhood where those monsters reside
They nack on innocence and dine on self-esteem
But I like to be in touch with what makes me scream
Chorus:
Vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
These are the things that terrify me the most
No aliens, psychopaths or mtv host
Scares me like vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
I was never ever frightened by the murderer on our block
He nurtured orchids and raised hamsters
The neighborhood is still in shock
La la la la, la la la la....
La la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la....
La la la la, la la la la la la
So many dragons lurking out in the fog
So many crazy people mumblin monologues
Its not the tales of stephen king that Ive read
I need protection from the things in my head
Like...
Chorus:
Vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
These are the things that terrify me the most
No aliens, psychopath or mtv host
Scares me like vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
Chorus:
Vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
These are the things that terrify me the most
No aliens, psychopath or mtv host
Scares me like vampires, mummies and the holy ghost
--spoken:
Ohhhhhoooohoooo. its scary out here in the world of rock n
Roll. ohooohoo. ahh haa haa haa haah, ah haa haa haaah. ahh
Haa haa, hegh achh ach.
Scared ya, didnt i? ha ha

song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Insomnia

There are nights when you cannot fall asleep,
you toss and turn, but sleep will not come.
Your mind is too awake with things you must do
you cannot stay in bed anymore.
You get up and watch the clock
as time ticks remorselessly by
and ask yourself why is happening to me?
Insomnia they call it.
As you grow older less sleep you need,
or at least that is how it feels to me.
You have too many things
occupying your mind
sitting there alone
in the middle of the night
doing some of the things you have to do.
Hoping to clear your head
of some of the thoughts running through it
while waiting for your body to say
I am tired now.

5 November 2008

poem by David Harris
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Taking Time

i tried to ask myself what are days for
they always equate it with walking and the nights
always with sleep. Some have taken the courage
to redefine the colors.
black need not be dark, and white need
not be waking,
sleep would be pink at times
and twilight blue.
i do most of the thinking at night
when everyone hides in the darkness of their sleep.
there are colors and sounds and scents.
and i begin to love the variations,
the aberrations have become adventures
and no one in the house knows
no one understands what is happening to my
eyelids, my mouth does not speak
and my eyes,
having seen much, have desired days
to be the place for the dead,
the white mausoleums, the scents of the flowers
for the weary.
i sleep and dream at noontime and
nobody is there anymore to
mind. I am alone and i have began to love
this moment.
my day is dark. my night is light.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Terrible Night

In the sweetest moment
of the night,
when sleep and dreams would
relieve and encompass
conscious thoughts.

I heard a sound.

I was awaken by the sound.
The sound came from the
door and it was lighter than
the tick of the clock.

I rested on the wall.
Hugged myself with a
preambulating heart
that has refuse comfort
because of the quiet sound.

The sound came again.
This time it was rapid.
Sinking me deep in fear,
enveloping me with goose pimple.

Suddenly, the sound stopped.
I stared at the door,
awaiting my fate.
For the night is still young and
deep within i long for dawn.

I waited.
There was nothing. Every
thing was quiet, too quiet.
Except sound from my beating
heart and tickling clock.

My eyes were wide open.
I focused on the door while
my thoughts move to and fro
my past and present deeds.
Oh Lord i cry, forgive me.

Time passed by.

The cock crow, immediately
i had a staggering courage.
I walked slowly to the door,
with immerse fear, i opened it.

With great sigh, i was relieved
though i had lost my sleep.

All this while, i have been
denied a good night by my
neighbour's dog, who was
found sleeping close to my door.

poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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If You Could Read My Mind

If you could read my mind
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
bout a ghost from a wishin well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And I will never be set free
As long as Im a ghost that you cant see
If I could read your mind love
What a tale your thoughts could tell
Just like a paperback novel
The kind that drugstores sell
When you reach the part where the heartaches come
The hero would be me
But heroes often fail
And you wont read that book again
Because the endings just too hard to take
Id walk away like a movie star
Who gets burned in a three way script
Enter number two
A movie queen to play the scene
Of bringing all the good things out in me
But for now love, lets be real
* I never thought I could act this way *
And Ive got to say that I just dont get it
I dont know where we went wrong
But the feelins gone
And I just cant get it back
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
bout a ghost from a wishin well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
But stories always end
And if you read between the lines
Youll know that Im just tryin to understand
The feelins that you lack
I never thought I could feel this way
And Ive got to say that I just to get it
I dont know where we went wrong
But the feelins gone
And I just cant get it back

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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If You Could Read My Mind

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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