You can't
You can't escape
As there is no scope
For you to be away
With lot more to say
Everybody may bring you back
As there is lot more at stake
Your have dominating role to play
As it is only option and way
Why have you decided to leave?
Chosen isolated place to live
Far from densely populated place
Where people may fail to reach in case
Think twice before you decide?
As this may not be the option wise
It may suit you just for argument
Else it is impracticable and bad movement
No one can run away from responsibilities
As it may express clear inability
Will power to face the challenge
And sheer cowardice to manage
I leave to your conscience and wisdom
But no one in past has resorted to seldom
It is not taken lightly in true spirit
We can tackle it if that really fits
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Happiness Is An Option
It is not easy
It is not easy
Looking from a window
At the edge of a house
At the edge of a town
Its grey like the day
When I lost it
Clouds overhead
I talked to a flower
That was almost dead
My body a prison
Why did I do it
Someone want me not to
But I still went through it
(living it upside, you gotta remember, that happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
Needed somewhere to clear my head
Find some strength a warmer bed
Maximum love in a minimal world
Id never achieved it
But then I believed it
So when I lost it - how
Im not sure - now
It was a strange feeling
Like a law repealing itself
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(giving it up, if you are giving it up, if you are giving it up)
I can wake up in the morning
And not believe what I see
Look in a mirror and think
If thats really me
I dont think I suit my face
Its not a catastrophe
Its more a philosophy
Like the russians wondering why
Were born under a blue sky
But die in a dark forest
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(but happiness is an option)
This is neither old nor new
Its always forever
Somewhere between sense
And ambition
Pleasure and decision
We have to make a choice
What do we want
Everyone singing
war, what is it good for?
While planning the next one
I dont need to win
You dont have to loose
We can choose
Happiness is an option
(you can choose)
It is not easy
But dont give up now
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
Happiness is an option
(chris: happiness is an option)
It is not easy
(no, it is not easy)
The war within us
(so war within us)
(so dont give up)
But it gets easier
(but it gets easier)
The more we learn
(the more we learn)
I dont need to win
(I dont need to win)
You dont have to loose
(you dont have to loose)
So dont give up
We can choose
Happiness is an option
(happiness is an option)
(chris: happiness is an option)
It is not easy
(no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
But dont give up now
(dont give up now)
(so dont give up)
It is not easy
(it is not easy)
Happiness is an option
(happiness is an option)
(if you are giving it up, if you are giving it up)
You dont have to loose
(you dont have to loose)
(if you are giving it up, you gotta remember)
We can choose happiness is an option
(we can choose happiness is an option)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I Have Decided
I have decided,
Im gonna live like a believer,
Turn my back on the deceiver,
Im gonna live what I believe.
I have decided,
Being good is just a fable,
I just cant cause Im not able.
Im gonna leave it to the lord.
Theres a wealth of things that I profess,
I said that I believed,
But deep inside I never changed;
I guess Id been deceived.
cause a voice inside kept telling me,
That Id change by and by,
But the spirit made it clear to me,
That kind of lifes a lie.
I have decided,
Im gonna live like a believer,
Turn my back on the deciver,
Im gonna live what I believe.
I have decided,
Being good is just a fable,
I just cant cause Im not able.
Im gonna leave it to the lord.
So forget the game of being good,
And your self-righteous pain.
cause the only good inside your heart
Is the good that jesus brings.
And when the world begins to see you change,
Dont expect them to applaud.
Just keep your eyes on him and tell yourself,
Ive become the work of god.
I have decided,
Im gonna live like a believer,
Turn my back on the deceiver,
Im gonna live what I believe.
I have decided,
Being good is just a fable,
I just cant cause Im not able.
Im gonna leave it to the lord.
I have decided,
Im gonna live like a believer,
Turn my back on the deceiver,
Im gonna live what I believe.
I have decided,
Being good is just a fable,
I just cant cause Im not able.
Im gonna leave it to the lord.
I have decided,
Im gonna live like a believer,
Turn my back on the deceiver,
Im gonna live what I believe.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Lines To Observe
I refused to yield to pressure
Even though I had nothing precious with me as treasure
It did hurt my sentiments to break me from within
They could never come to know how much depressed I had been
If I was told to leave place at once I could gladly do
If it was last option I could have agreed even if untrue
But why would they insist on me falling in their lines?
How can they pressurize me when I completely declined?
I would never leave my faith if that causes any embarrassment
If they want to have forcible conversion then it is their movement
I will cling to that path from where inspiration and strength is drawn
I shall disown any belief that has been forced upon
If we come out from our stated lines to observe
We may come across many tales of messiahs who descended on earth to serve
Laid down their lives for upholding the faith and true causes
So many citations can be had from many prophets as it was
Money and power play dominant role
It is just show off and sprit behind it is completely stolen
Religious places are made show pieces and symbol of exhibition
Where people visit not out of faith but with superstition
What difference it may make if millions are of same faith?
How does it stop innocent people falling to merciless deaths?
How come a person offering prayer is sprayed with bullet?
Who will claim and say it was only the destiny decided by fate?
I shall believe in any faith if that preaches true religion
Enough respect for humanism barred by any region
Let some one pray rising sun or respect emergence of moon
We all must feel heat while toiling hard in after noon
This was the message actually intended
It was never meant to be offended
All messages meant for masses were carefully worded
To be professed and adopted were later on distorted
I feel like crying when regretfully listen to cruelty
Have we stooped so below to insult the almighty?
We hanged them to death and took away the life
Yet they preached and professed without fearing knife
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It is people
It is people’s victory
No one should feel sorry
It was writing on wall
Demand of the day and call
Mahatma Gandhi did it to gain freedom
Such movement was witnessed seldom
Today it is happening once again
Glory to motherland and power to regain
No bloodshed or single loss of life
Amidst uncertainty, with growing concern and strife
Whole country has witnessed a non violent struggle
With free will drive for looters, grabbers in populated jungle
Why country and poor can not be placed at top?
Why does our spirit and conscience not stop?
What is reason for putting country into shame?
Is the liberal democracy only causing to blame?
Politicians and bureaucrats have done immense damage
The country’s affair is in shamble and unable to manage
The precious national wealth is taken away from people
God only knows when we can do it or be able?
Even the mighty can be brought down to knee
This is movement for calling a country really free
The system is not used to the advantages for few
People are in street to compel the culprits review
Only one man has done the miracle
Whole of country is proud of and entered the circle
The time zeroed in and changes are offered
The conception may be odd but opinion never differed
The country has to be freed from the slavery
From the organized loot and corruption mystery
Who can lead the nation and bring the result?
The country has faced enough of it with insult
Mahatma faced bullet for telling truth
This lone man may loose battle and face the death
Yet whole country is behind mass movement
We can only offer tribute and no other comments
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lonliness Is An Option
Loneliness is an option.
One we all often choose.
Running away from what is good.
In the end you only lose.
Afraid of closeness and true love.
This option turns you to a slave.
Bitterness, heartache, hell incarnate.
Never sharing of yourself.
From fear of losing what you love.
Instead alone you will remain.
Choosing your own form of pain.
You want to love.
You want to give.
You're too scared of what you fear.
So this is the option you have choosen.
Alone without your true love spoken.
Loneliness is an option.
It leaves your life incomplete and barren.
Wishing all the time you could share your tender loving careing.
You're afraid, who's to blame?
It truly is a shame.
This option you may feel is best.
Remember though there's always happiness.
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Fool
No,
But must go
By the argument
With little amusement
Sad part to resent
Over the comment
But truth remains
There is much to gain
Speak no truth
Hold tongue behind teeth
It is sign of wisdom
Witnessed seldom
One of the strongest sides
Difference is very wide
But fool is wise
Full of wisdom with no promises
He knows
Not to give reason for others to blow
To face the criticism for revelation
And raise many questions
Fool is full of wisdom
Enough scope for freedom
Wise may suffer
Fool has nothing to offer
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Cowardice Stand
It is not good to have cowardice stand
Not all foes can be called future friend
They must be shown their right place
As life is just open for all to win the race
No one decides our destiny
It may be claimed by many
But keep them at arm’s length
Show them your resolve and real strength
How can they be right?
When you have will power to fight
You can sail through any storm
When wind is in favor and sun very warm
Age may play its role and so the nature
We have the key and have to make it sure
What can be fate tomorrow is anybody’s guess
Get prepared for it and express readiness in any case
The idea must be conceived from the very start
This is one of the beautiful gift or art
Every individual is gifted with it by almighty
Only it must be shown with confidence and ability
There has to be no letting in at any stage
New words are to be written on every page
Each page must speak of its own story
There is no scope to feel later on sorry
Confirm that you are individual
Your approach may be casual
But you are not lost soul
You might have committed fowl
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not to end
I stood on high wall of river bank
Pain rushed to mind and I sank
It was just matter of seconds for life to end
High melody drama with current trend
Some one shouted from back” hi, don’t do”
Life may be hell but still you are not through
It may take you o where I you really run away
This is not the solution to find the way
I think it was inner voice that was awakening soul
I too felt it was too early to smell a foul
Why not face it bravely and stand the test?
Why not sincerely attempt at to extract the best?
Was it not cowardice act to shy away from reality?
Was there no other option than to have continuity?
Life is name of constant struggle and to live with
Show must go till we have enough strength and last breath
I had swallowed bitter pills in the form of insult
People approached me for cutting joke and not to consult
They had all weapons in their armory to cause me worry
I had decided for extreme steps instead of feeling sorry
It was on going struggle in mind that forced me to retreat
I had no strength or courage to face them and treat
It was altogether a combined attack on my survival
I did not get enough time to search for any revival
Human beings are gifted with strong will power
It is in built and in distress exercised by fewer
What else is seen in this peculiar conscience call?
It is definitely blessings in disguise from future fall
To act in haste with reaction is totally unwelcome
Let any untoward things take shape or come
It is your common sense that prevents you fro, going extreme
Is it not the mysterious call from almighty the Supreme?
I thought for a while and decided to withdraw
It was complete turn about from failure show
It not only infused me with great strength and courage
I decided to give go bye to helplessness and manage
It is playing hide and seek game with our fate
We don’t wake up to realities and act very late
Life doesn’t stop and flows at any rate
We must behave sensibly without waiting at the gate
To end the life is by no means any solution
To get up and face it will be complete revolution
It may bring so many unexpected changes
As life hangs in balance between high and low ranges
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Definitely A Mother
It was difficult situation for me to carry
Discharge all obligations and make them all merry
I had at once decided to go for begging
But the confidence was shaky and conscious legging
I could not decide to go for any other option
Survival was important and only the question
It was below dignity to go to some one and mention
About immediate plight to have some kind of food or ration
I may toil hard to meet two ends for their sake
As far as physical exertion is at stake!
I can over stretch and attempt for some relief
I felt this was not the time to cry over and express the grief
I find statues at cross roads with enough of illuminations
Mother asking for help helplessly with clear indication
It may be viewed by passers by as fine art piece
But how can those hands afford two pieces of bread with peace?
I decided not to go in for any kind of help
But fight it out my on own and step out
Day and night exertion may not kill a person
But build a confidence with strong reasons
My children are coming up with age
In no time they may be matured enough to manage
What is hard reality behind to face the world?
When children are safe in your shelter and fold
I feel all mothers come out and fairly fight
This is the time to challenge and make others to feel right
How can we see helpless ladies daily at important places?
With beggars bawl only to invite wrath with cruel abuse
I shall make it reality when get the chance to hold ground
Make it as firm bid and show to all that it really looks sound
No civilized society can make us to stand in helplessness
It is the shame that will make them to look down with faces
Mother and child are not be exhibited as an art in statue
They must be taken care of and heard with all its dues
If we consider the child as future of strong nation
This must be seen as an important factor in relation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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?? ???? ?? ???.. She Remains
?? ???? ?? ???.. she remains
?? ???? ?? ??? ???? ???? ??
??? ?? ???? ???? ???? ?????? ?? ???? ??
??? ?? ??? ?? ???? ??? ?? ???? ???????? ???
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She lives with constant state pf fear
Doesn't speak well as if forced to bear
Nothing abnormal has taken place for her
Yet she is very much tense and continues to bother
???? ???? ?? ?? ???? ?? '???? ???? ?? ??? ??? ??'
'????? ?? ???? ???? ?? ?? ????? ?????? ?? ???'
???? ????? ?? ?? ???? ??? ?? ?? ??? ?? ?? ??
?????? ?? ???? ?? ???? ?? ?? ?????? ?? ?? ?? ??
I teased her by saying "moon has surfaced on earth'
Lovely face is here to play havoc and cause the death
She lost her temper when sarcastically commented
Withdrew suddenly and absented to resent
?? ?? ???? ?? ??? ???? ???? ?? ????????? ???? ????
??????? ??? ????? ?? ???? ?? ???? ???? ????
???? ????? ???? ???? ???? ??????
??? ????? ???? ???? ???? ????? ????
I thought of and resorted to do something
To bring her back in smile by naturally acting
I was not ready to see her in angry mood
Thought to retrieve before it got out of control and misunderstood
???? ?? ???? ????? ? ???? ?? ??? ???? ????
??? ??? ???? ?? ???? ??? ?????? ????
??? ????? ?? ???? ??? ?? ???? ??
?????? ??? ???? ??? ???? ????? ??
I thought of teasing her little more
Rub the salt on wounds and explore
To see how does she suffer from cruel joke?
How she reacts with tearful face under smoke?
????? ???? ? ????? ???? ????? ?? ???? ??
???????? ?? ???? ?? ?? ???? ?? ?????? ???? ??
?? ??? ????? ??? ?? ????? ???? ????? ???? ????? ?????
???? ?? ??? ?? ?? ?? ????? ??? ???? ???? ?????
She is no fool to understand change
Time being let down but not too fool to manage
But it has worsened to such stage that she didn't want to give in so easily
I too firmly decided not to agree that readily
??? ?? ????? ??? ????? ???????? ??? ????? ????
?????? ??? ???? ?? ????? ??? ?? ?????? ??
??? ???? ?? ??????? ?? ???? ??? ??? ?? ???? ??
???? ?? ????? ??? ?? ??? ??? ???? ??????? ?? ???? ?? ??
She realized it soon and accepted
Retrieved the lost position and respected
Smiled gently as if nothing had happened
Moon face lit up and showed as it did not take place even
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Will You Be Able To Understand My Last Option, Or Just Tell Me I'm Wrong?
i can tell you how much i hate my life,
and still you would not understand my stuggles,
everyday i find myself in a place i don't like,
and can't seem to excape,
i wonder when i can find peace,
just to live my life,
to enjoy it like i use to,
but now it became hard,
my cloulds are gray,
with lots of rain,
and it seems like nobody even cares,
when i scream at the tops of my lungs,
it's like nobody hears,
they missing what's in front,
without knowing how to help,
it's like i'm trapped in a place,
i don't want to go,
but, nobody knows how to help,
lost and confused,
where my only option,
seems to be suicide,
but so many questions left remaining,
whether it be about my family,
and others i leave behind,
without a reason of my absance,
just a broken heart and anger,
into why i did it,
why i take the easy way out,
without getting help?
to me, my only question is,
what would they do?
it seems as if nobody can understand,
let alone find a way to help,
so my last question is,
why not do it,
everything else seem to already fail?
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poem by Mona Martinez
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Did You Know
Did you know that love can grow any place where people go,
And I can tell by what I see that you have found a place with me.
The sun is high the day is new and
I have found a place with you.
Ev'ry place and ev'ry face casts a spell and leaves a trace,
With you in mind and with you near, the myth is gone, the past is clear
And here with scars of now and then so you and I begin again.
Did you know I've been searchin'? Did you know I've been blind?
Did you know I've been touchin' anything I could find?
Did you know that here below, moving where my feelings flow,
You live with me in time that's new, suspended in a love that's true
And far beyond the fatal noise and bathed in all life's simple joys.
Did you know that love can grow any place where people go,
And I can tell by what I see that you have found a place with me.
song performed by by Don McLean
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In the Raising of Their Own Children
Those that do not play an active role,
In the raising of their own children...
But appear from nowhere,
To claim bragging rights.
When discovered 'their' child...
Stands under a spotlight.
Should not be offended when sent,
A 'Thank You' card by a son or daughter.
Someone has shown them how to express,
An appreciation for being abandoned.
And given an opportunity to feel blessed.
Some children have a right to express that,
As an option.
Not an expectation.
And some parents should not be allowed,
To proclaim that at all.
Especially when the doing of it isn't done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The departure lounge.
Many times,
I have been near the departure lounge.
Never knew the how or why.
Only too near tears to cry.
Time to leave.
Cliches on your sleeve.
Ready to be 'sold'.
Like cards up, an armful ready.
The departure lounge.
What is this place?
The only sensible option!
Many times,
I could have gone
Rather than see and play out-
Bitter endings.
The departure lounge!
A better place to be looking at
From a comfortable view
Than actually arrive at.
poem by Peter Vealey
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A suffering with pain
We are undergoing sufferings and pain
There is no end in sight and all our efforts are in vain
There is complete lack of confidence and brain drain
We on verge of loosing everything including life train
What have we gained from our past experience?
Why life stands at cross road with so much variance?
Have we not decided at all what can be good for us?
Can we not go in with clear mind and full trust?
We stand to loose everything in process
We have lot of problems ahead and got to face
We still remain attached to our views rigidly
We harp on unnecessary things and remember it vividly
This is pushing us to gallows
It never grants freedom or allow
We are not prepared to accept or follow
We cheat our own conscience with promises hollow
This takes us to such a place where there is no comeback
It is possibly a trap and we fail to realize or lack
It is such a tricky place that once you enter
There won’t be any escape route in the centre
We go on committing the blunders and still expect good result
We put self pride at risk and face the possible insult
This is new type of emergence and called new cult
The whole concept is to cheat and new strategies built
Everybody wants easy fame, name and money
It is bad luck on our part and not realized by many
We loose thousand in gambling but for noble cause not even a penny
It is strange but looks not isolated as funny
It is human psychology to go in for easy swim
We aren’t prepared to improve upon or trim
We follow on set norms and look upon others
We feel jealous on others fortune and continuously bother
It may takes to bottom of the things or at lowest ebb
People may try to frown upon you or even snub
You take it as routine matter and don’t resent
You have become shame proof and consent
We are known as selfish animal and go to any length
God has given us enough sense and power to react with strength
It can help only when used with courage and good will
It won’t served any purpose if used for tactics to steal
We may have enough time to improve upon and address
We can avoid unpleasant things in duress
It may definitely help to prevent the disaster
If we leave it to Him who is one and only Master
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A heed to an advise
Why do we fall for easy prey?
is there anything like shot sure way?
with less effort and more yield
no labor but still green field
This is tendency of youth today
comfort and easy life drawing them away
how to become millionaire in a single night
without countering resistance or offering a fight
How to emerge as a dominating force?
can any one suggest or show the source?
strong determination can only be the option
other things can be ruled out of question
It is human tendency to fall for anything about
no one may rush to your help at one shout
You have no choice to go for short cut
you have to hold ground firmly and stay put
Nothing comes in easy manner
the screw can not be tightened without spanner
the half hearted try can invite disaster
you will have to act as your own master
No one may come forward and guide
you can not judge it from movie or slide
you have to have your own vision and sight
this will only be only asset and mite
It is opportune time for all
the new generation can accept it as challenge or call
they have an ability to scale the wall
you can later on make the claim very tall
it is of no use to live in falsehood
you can not impress even in your neighborhood
if you want to rule over vast horizon
each and ever battle has to be won
It is not easy to climb on tallest peak
you may be prepared but bodily very weak
the real tempo may keep you in high spirit
you may then be able to achieve the feat
The world is changing very fast
nobody wants to remain at the last
it is unique to face such dilemma in adverse condition
the fuel is ready but need little ignition
It is advisable to go in with full preparedness
there may not be favorable condition to face
it is open challenge and competitive race
you should be well prepared to loose in any case
It is brave to face the challenge than to leave
any right thinking person may not be prepared to believe
if everything is taken as day to day war
the success may not remain very far
It is hard but not impossible
everybody is prepared and capable
only some encouragement is needed
it will prove easy if some advices are heeded
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An earnest request
It is my earnest request
You bring an end to this quest
The heaven is just in another world
That sends me shiever and cold
It is was never precisely told
How can we come out of that fold?
It is not simple task to challenge age old
All stories existing about another world
I would love to forget about this theory
I want it to be erased from the memory
At last moment that strikes the mind
Something to be done at last time to find
To find refuge in heavenly abode
That it has been specially kept by God
We may escape anything but reside
In heaven where there is nothing to hide
Though I am biggest proven evil
No one else can clam as unbeaten devil
All worst things were on card and on anvil
I was able to restrict and succeded not to reveal
What it assures to the persons?
The relief in particluar season
Or to escape unscathed without any reason
What is to be picked as good lesson?
Oh God, you presnet as if there is no heaven
Hell is for asking and available even
No one has to put on extra effort to get in
That can be availed without any struggle or have been
You make hell only option on the way
Heaven word should be totally taken away
There must be open entry for hell
Though open but strength will not swelll
It compells the person to deliver good
When he is forced to forget the food
The sense is loosing grip and about to depart
He has no other option but to leave all and part
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Learning How To Smile
Five miles outside of Vegas when
we broke down
Threw my keys into that window
and we never looked back
We got all drunk and sloppy on a
Greyhound bus
We passed out cold so
All the losers
They were laughing at us
I will never let them break
your heart
I will never let them break me
We got lost in Phoenix
seemed like such a long time
Seven months of living swimming
On those thin white lines
I did some time
for selling acid to the wrong guy
Life just keeps on getting smaller
And we never ask why
Why there is no perfect place
Yes I know this is true
I'm just learning how to smile
And that's not easy to do
I know there will come a day
When we can leave
And just go running away
(ooh yeah)
we were broke outside of Philly
when the storms came
I was working in New Jersey
Hitching rides in the rain
You was happy talking dirty
at that phone sex place
Life just keeps on getting
weirder for us every day
You say there is no perfect place
I say I know this is true
We are just learning how to smile
And that's not easy to do
We both live for the day
When we can
Run away
Ah baby we can leave
And run away
We can leave this place
And run away
We can leave it all behind
Just like we do everytime
Yes we both live for the day
When we can leave
And just go running away
No I will never let it break
your heart
No I will never let it break me
Five miles outside of Vegas
Five years down the line
We got married in the desert
In the sunshine
I can't handle all the hell
That happens everyday
When you smile and touch my face
You make it all just go away
Yes I know there ain't no
finish line
I know this never ends
We are just learning how to fall
And climb back up again
I know there is nothing perfect
I know there is nothing new
We are just learning
how to live together
me and you
You know I live for the day
When you say
song performed by by Everclear
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ows, You Opted To Be Free?
hmm, ok after a careful
analysis i believe you.
your option to be free
remains to be an option.
open ended and just like
any open ended question
it needs a very serious
presumption:
you know what prison was.
and you opted. you exercised an option.
i guess you were free
from the very beginning, otherwise
how can you ever have that option
to be free.
explain within
24 hours, why are you free
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Leave Nothing Behind
Leave no stone unturned.
Leave no desire not yearned.
Then look back on it all.
Leave no poem without word.
Leave no song unheard
and never let them fall
into a space where all of them
cry out for their place.
Leave no book unread.
Leave no soul unfed.
Leave no scowl upon your face.
All of these things you left undone
you must learn to embrace.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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