Somewhere
Somewhere in the long ago,
A gentle breeze began to blow.
Two worlds chance to meet,
Coming together bitter-sweet.
Looking back to days of yore,
It's happening once more.
poem by Heather Burns
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Soul Mates
Perhaps we've met before,
Like stepping thru an open
door.
Somewhere in the long ago,
A gentle breeze began to
blow.
Two worlds chanced to meet,
Coming together, bitter to
sweet.
Another season, another time,
Another reason, another rhyme
Golden threads inter-twine.
poem by Heather Burns
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There’s a new breeze coming
There is a new breeze coming
It is whispering to my ear
There is a new morning coming
There is a new sun
There is a new breeze coming
It is so so refreshing
Making all my burdens lighter
My heart is not heavy
My thoughts are happier
That this new breeze
Everything has become light
Like the weigthlessness of a butterfly
Fluttering to the melody of
This new soft breeze
There is a new promise
There’s a new breeze coming
There is a new morning
There is a new breeze coming
From my home, sweet home.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Grey Lady Of The Sea
(lebon)
Youve whispered out loud
But your breeze doesnt bend
Were lying in the palm of your hand
No land we see, no place to be
The salt of your tears, adds stain to our hearts
Theres no long years can tear us apart
Our futures entwined with your past
Because when we lie awake
Well be thinking of you
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Bravado is all but gone
And patience is down
You scared us and youve turned us around
But you wont let us drown
Because when we lie asleep
Well be dreaming of you
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
So answer us when we call
And say if you think were old
When life is so short we can stay long
But youll never be alone
Because one day well return
Well be waiting for you
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Sweet Memories Of My Childhood Days
Sweet memories of my past
Like sweet gentle breeze upon the mast
Sweet ceaseless flow of the running stream
Sweet castles in my boyhood dream
Sweet tales of ages and places
Sweet memories of names and faces
Sweet whispering voices before dawn
Sweet ecstacies that linger on
Sweet glory of hard time overcome
Sweet hopeful days to come
Sweet cherished secret untold
Sweet tasted love of old
Sweet me, in most sweetest ways
Sweet undying memories of my childhood days! !
poem by Okonkwo Osamedua. Allen
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Blow By Blow
Written by dave mason, john cesario, and mark holden.
Its always something
Or it aint nothing at all
Its feast or famine
Too hot or out in the cold
So here we stand
Alone together
Our backs against the wall
If my heart wasnt in it
I wouldnt be here at all
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
And here we go again
(here we go again)
Well its blow by blow
Coming off the ropes
And fighting for the hope in us all
Are you in my corner
Or playing both sides of the wall
So make a stand
Its now or never
Cause life is much too short
And if your heart isnt in it
You shouldnt be here at all
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
And here we go again
(here we go again)
Well its blow by blow
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
Im back on my feet again
(Im back on my feet again)
Well its blow by blow
I can almost see through the tears
And Ive got my pride
The dreams that Ive hidden for years
Just wont be denied
So here we stand
Alone together
Our backs against the wall
If my heart wasnt in it
I wouldnt be here at all
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
And here we go again
(here we go again)
Well its blow by blow
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
Im back on my feet again
(Im back on my feet again)
Well its blow by blow
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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The Best Thing
(corky laing)
You try to love the way that you did before
But he dont be that loved anymore and im
Im coming from the pouring rain
My eyes are red but they still see through
The feeling thats coming over you
And Id love to come again (come again)
I wanna love you over again
You, you wanna know
Youre the best thing thats happening to me
In a long long time
Be wise, open up your eyes
You, you wanna know
Youre the best thing thats happening to me
n I wanna love again.
I try (I try) to put your body right out of my mind
But you keep on coming on and on
I thought it was just for last night
A passing fancy, a bird in flight
But you keep on coming on
So I wanna come again
I wanna love you over again
(I wanna love you over again)
I love to love you over again
You, you, you wanna know
Youre the best thing thats happening to me
In a long long time
Be wise, I wanna love again
Come on love again
Come on love again
You, you wanna know
Come on love again
I wanna come again
You, you wanna know
Youre the best thing thats happening to me
You, you wanna know
Youre the best thing thats happening to me
You, you wanna know
Youre the best thing thats happening to me
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Soon You Will Find Out The True Taste Of My Being
you think of me
sweet as candy
you remember
my young days
of your yore
then we meet
again one night
and i know how
it feels like to
pretend to be
as sweet as you
expect me to be
we talk we are
sober we laugh
we like it
we listen to the
music of the night
and we were so
silent we remember
so many things
and then you kiss
me in my lips
and you know
how tasteless
my tongue has
become through
my lonely years
i know
when i close my eyes
i do not remember
anything at all
the image is like
the wind
and it merely passess
coldly
so swift i never
had the chance
to feel anything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweet Talkin Woman
Where did you go?
I was searchin searchin on a one-way street,
I was hopin hopin for a chance to meet.
I was waitin for the operator on the line.
Shes gone so long what can I do?
Where could she be? no no no,
Dont know what Im gonna do,
I gotta get back to you.
You gotta slow down slow down sweet talkin woman slow down
You got me runnin run run you got me searchin.
Hold on hold on sweet talkin lover hold on
Its so sad if thats the way its over.
I was walkin many days go by,
I was thinkin thinkin bout the lonely nights.
Communication breakdown all around.
Shes gone so long what can I do?
Where could she be? no no no,
Dont know what Im gonna do,
I gotta get back to you.
You gotta slow down slow down sweet talkin woman slow down
You got me runnin run run you got me searchin.
Hold on hold on sweet talkin lover hold on
Its so sad if thats the way its over.
Ive been livin livin on a dead end street,
Ive been askin askin kindly everybody I meet.
Insufficient data coming through.
Shes gone so long what can I do?
Where could she be? no no no,
Dont know what Im gonna do,
I gotta get back to you.
Oh, slow down slow down sweet talkin woman slow down
You got me runnin run run you got me searchin.
Hold on hold on sweet talkin lover hold on
Its so sad if thats the way its over.
Slow down slow down sweet talkin woman slow down
You got me runnin, you got me searchin.
Hold on hold on sweet talkin lover hold on
Its so sad if thats the way its over.
Slow down slow down sweet talkin woman slow down
You got me runnin, you got me searchin.
Hold on hold on sweet talkin lover hold on
Its so sad if thats the way its over. (repeat & fade out)
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Blood Of The Worlds Hands
Sometimes it make me wonder
Sometimes it make me question
Sometimes it make me saddened
Always it makes me angry but...
When you can see it happening
The madness thats all around you
Nobody seems to worry
The world seems so powerless to act...
Its out of control
Blood on the worlds hands
Each day a new toll
Another assassination
The same day a new creation
But what are they coming into
Security of a world that brings...
One day another killing
Somewhere theres someone starving
Another savage raping
Meanwhile theres someone laughing at us
Its out of control
Blood on the worlds hands
Each day it goes on
Brutality and agression
Tomorow another lesson
Expecting another air raid
Praying for a ceasefire...
They say things are getting better
No need to be complacent
Theres chaos across the border
And one day it could be happening to us
Its out of control
Blood on the worlds hands
Its our epitaph
Its out of control
Someone should know
Blood on the worlds hands
Someone should
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Blood On The Worlds Hand
Sometimes it makes me wonder
Sometimes it makes me question
Sometimes it makes me saddened
Always it makes me angry but...
When you can see it happening
The madness thats all around you
Nobody seems to worry
The world seems so powerless to act...
Its out of control
Blood on the worlds hands
Each day a new toll
Another assassination
The same day a new creation
But what are they coming into
Security of a world that brings...
One day another killing
Somewhere theres someone starving
Another a savage raping
Meanwhile theres someone laughing at us
Its out of control
Blood on the worlds hands
Each day it goes on
Brutality and aggression
Tomorrow another lesson
Expecting another air raid
Praying for a ceasefire..
They say things are getting better
No need to complacent
Theres a chaos across the border
And one day it could be happening to us
Its out of control
Blood on the worlds hands
Its our epitaph
Its out of control
Someone should know
Blood on the worlds hands
Someone should
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Sweet L.A. Days
written by Neil Diamond and Doug Rhone
I can see it all now.
I will never forget
what you meant to me.
Don't have a single regret.
And I was feelin' alright
when it was just me and you.
We loved with all of our might.
That's all we wanted to do.
There ain't a lot we had to know
except that I wanted you
to be wherever I'd go.
Will anything ever be sweeter than those days?
Nobody's gonna replace
all that we shared with each other in those days,
back in those sweet L.A. days,
sweet L.A. days.
No one could ever replace
how on a Saturday night
we would jump in your car
and how we'd drive through the night
and maybe not get that far.
There wasn't much we had to learn
except that we knew the road would take us through every turn.
Will anything ever be sweeter than those days?
Nobody's gonna replace all that we shared
with each other in those days,
back in those sweet L.A. days, sweet L.A. days.
Ooee baby it's takin' me back,
back to those L.A. days,
sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet L.A. days.
They can't be taken away,
not those L.A. days, no,
those L.A. days,
sweet L.A. days
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Bitter Blow of Love
Love! you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains
To weep at my enduring foe
Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity
To fool myself repeatedly
That I could ever triumph over love!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Zig Zag Month!
Tension, tension without any relaxation
Days go on in the world in month of May!
Zig zag, all things happen one after the other
Marriage and illness, marriage and death!
Sweet and hot, life goes on very sharp now!
But in May will this go on so long or how long?
But our good work was completed midst of chaos;
What a tension and what a relief at the end...!
Now I have a breathing space to write this;
Tomorrow what is next only God knows..!
But natural process comes to a good end....
Somehow with Almighty's grace at last.....!
Sonnet, sweet and bitter, I write as happening
Whether it is May or cold months next..........!
poem by Ramesh T A
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(Love Poem) Bitter Sweet Rose
Bitter sweet rose will you be mine?
Or am I wasting my time?
Bitter sweet rose you smell divine.
Do you have a succulent kiss?
Is it something I've already missed?
Bitter sweet rose what gives?
Is it how we must live?
Bitter sweet rose will you answer my questions?
Are you devote?
Do you stray when your bored?
Will you doubt?
Is what you want something more?
Bitter sweet rose are you keeping score?
Will you try something new?
Will you lock your door?
Do your lips taste like dew?
Bitter sweet rose do you want to go?
Do you love the snow?
Is this right?
Is this what you want tonight?
Bitter sweet rose, oh my bitter rose.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I wish you knew those days.... [ De-ai şti acele zile...]
I wish you knew the sorrow of those long days of yore
When eagerly I waited, but now they are no more!
The overwhelming tension and all the hours raids
My bitter recollections, the melancholic shades,
Let them recede in silence and their sad eyes to raise,
And after that to close them. If only knew those days,
O, child, who smile so nicely, you'd mourn me, I suppose,
And at my open window, where creeps a green dog-rose,
You'd let these words of wisdom to roll off your sweet tongue:
“You have endured great hardships, although you are still young!”
poem by Elena Văcărescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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I Miss You (Billion Dollar Babies)
Touched by thoughts
as cold as ice
Like some bathroom floor
No love can be worth this price
Still I ask for more
Endless days and restless nights
And forgotten scenes
Hopelessly I tried to find
Escape from this deam
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
No matter where you are
I hate being alone
Love is sweet
And bitter too
The taste can leave cold
You know I hate it
But I cannot refuse to capture control
How it seems
There's no way out
I guess I never knew
Emptiness has left no doubt
Now I want you
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
No matter where you are
I hate being alone
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
No matter where you are
I hate being alone
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
You've been gone for so long
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
Tell me you're coming back
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Bein' Back Home
HOME agin, an' home to stay —
Yes, it's nice to be away.
Plenty things to do an' see,
But the old place seems to me
Jest about the proper thing.
Mebbe 'ts 'cause the mem'ries cling
Closer 'round yore place o' birth
'N ary other spot on earth.
W'y it's nice jest settin' here,
Lookin' out an' seein' clear,
'Thout no smoke, ner dust, ner haze
In these sweet October days.
What's as good as that there lane,
Kind o' browned from last night's rain?
'Pears like home has got the start
When the goal's a feller's heart.
What's as good as that there jay
Screechin' up'ards towards the gray
Skies? An' tell me, what's as fine
As that full-leafed pumpkin vine?
Tow'rin' buildin's — yes, they're good;
But in sight o' field and wood,
Then a feller understan's
'Bout the house not made with han's
Let the others rant an' roam
When they git away from home;
Jest gi' me my old settee
An' my pipe beneath a tree;
Sight o' medders green an' still,
Now and then a gentle hill.
Apple orchards, full o' fruit,
Nigh a cider press to boot —
That's the thing jest done up brown;
D'want to be too nigh to town;
Want to have the smells an' sights,
An' the dreams o' long still nights,
With the friends you used to know
In the keerless long ago.—
Same old cronies, same old folks,
Same old cider, same old jokes.
Say, it's nice a-gittin' back,
When yore pulse is growin' slack,
An' yore breath begins to wheeze
Like a fair-set valley breeze;
Kind o' nice to set aroun'
On the old familiar groun',
Knowin' that when Death does come,
That he'll find you right at home.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Its All Coming Back To Me Now
There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it
Right outside the window
There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And I just knew my eyes were
Drying up forever
I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I cant remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made
But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That its all coming back to me
When I touch you like this
And I hold you like that
Its so hard to believe but
Its all coming back to me
(its all coming back, its all coming back to me now)
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things Id never do again
But then theyd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow
Baby baby
If I kiss you like this
And if you whisper like that
It was lost long ago
But its all coming back to me
If you want me like this
And if you need me like that
It was dead long ago
But its all coming back to me
Its so hard to resist
And its all coming back to me
I can barely recall
But its all coming back to me now
But its all coming back
There were those empty threats and hollow lies
And whenever you tried to hurt me
I just hurt you even worse
And so much deeper
There were hours that just went on for days
When alone at last wed count up all the chances
That were lost to us forever
But you were history with the slamming of the door
And I made myself so strong again somehow
And I never wasted any of my time on you since then
But if I touch you like this
And if you kiss me like that
It was so long ago
But its all coming back to me
If you touch me like this
And if I kiss you like that
It was gone with the wind
But its all coming back to me
(its all coming back, its all coming back to me now)
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things wed never do again
But then theyd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than all your laws allow
Baby, baby, baby
When you touch me like this
And when you hold me like that
It was gone with the wind
But its all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
Then we see what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall
But its all coming back to me now
If you forgive me all this
If I forgive you all that
We forgive and forget
And its all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
We see just what we want to see
Al coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall but its all coming back to me now
(its all coming back to me now)
And when you kiss me like this
(its all coming back to me now)
And when I touch you like that
(its all coming back to me now)
If you do it like this
(its all coming back to me now)
And if we...
song performed by by Celine Dion
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Bitter
what is bitter than bitter
is a love that ends without the formality of
a goodbye.
it likes to be sweet, but there is no taste whatsoever.
it is like a film that ended in a total blackout.
no names parading on the screen. no ending.
people just leave and they wonder
what happens
a broken heart still thinking about a love
that is not really gone.
when we meet we know it is over.
no one says it with finality somehow.
unfinished business. the soul keeps coming back.
it has something to tell to the living.
but no one has always the courage to lend an ear.
you know that. what is there is only the usual fear.
the moment one sees, his feet keep running.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Old Black Joe
1 Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay,
2 Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away,
3 Gone from the earth to a better land I know,
4 I hear their gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe.'
5 [Chorus] I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low:
6 I hear those gentle voices calling, 'Old Black Joe.'
7 [Solo] Why do I weep when my heart should feel no pain
8 Why do I sigh that my friends come not again,
9 Grieving for forms Now departed long a go?
10 I hear their gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe.'
11 [Chorus] I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low:
12 I hear those gentle voices calling, 'Old Black Joe.'
13 [Solo] Where are the hearts once so happy and so free?
14 The children so dear that I held upon my knee,
15 Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to go.
16 I hear their gentle voices calling 'Old Black Joe.'
17 [Chorus] I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low:
18 I hear those gentle voices calling, 'Old Black Joe.'
poem by Stephen C. Foster
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