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Facing The Door (Life Poem)

Here is life and love, pain and pleasure,
Ten years traversing those steps,
Tired waitress, twelve hours hell,
I am facing the door in Fratelli’s.

Too-jolly Australians on a budget,
Eating soup and dessert, are missing,
The pasta, the best part, it seems,
I am facing the door in Fratelli’s.

Miscreant male constantly corralled,
By his Austrian authoritarian aunt,
Filling her face with a pasta mountain,
I am facing the door in Fratelli’s.

New lovers lost in each other’s eyes,
Carpaccio di salmon slices sharp cold,
Their Gaja Barbaresco lust blood red,
I am facing the door in Fratelli’s.

Old lovers holding hands in silence,
Pasta warm feelings of Taglioni Fratelli,
This Chianti Classico two will soon be one,
I am facing the door in Fratelli’s.

Married couple, on different planes,
Broadcast to their neighbours the plans,
Of loveless friends in lifelong bondage,
I am facing the door in Fratelli’s.

Meal memories of two and more,
Of friends and family, work and play,
Life and love and unforgettable moments,
I am facing the door in Fratelli’s

poem by Ian Beckett
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Facing Hell

You make promise of protection
To a future after life
To the final resurrection
And to eternal paradise

But then I'm blinded with temptation
And to every mortal sin
Is it God that sits there waiting?
Or will the darkness suck me in

Let's wake up the dead
Oh yeah
It's better that never you know
More tears are shed
Oh yeah
I'm praying that you'll never know
That I'm facing hell

Oh the children sit and listen
The belief was in their eyes
In a land without tomorrows
Through the night you hear their cries

But then your eyes just skip the pages
Of a book that never ends
Is it God that sits there waiting?
Do you hear the call again?

Let's wake up the dead
Oh yeah
It's better that never you know
More tears are shed
Oh yeah
I'm praying that you'll never know
That I'm facing hell

It's just crazy world we live in
And I'm out of my mind
You pray tomorrow but your leaving today
Evil one is coming and he's knocking your door
Cause todays the day you'll pay

Let's wake up the dead
Oh yeah
It's better that never you know
More tears are shed
Oh yeah
I'm praying that you'll never know

Let's wake up the dead
Oh yeah
It's better that never you know
More tears are shed
Oh yeah
I'm praying that you'll never know

That I'm facing hell
That I'm facing hell
That I'm facing hell
That I'm facing hell

song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne from Down To Earth
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Remembering

I never really want to be alone.
I had a woman once in my life and but now shes flown.
Evry night I keep seeing her face.
I never really broke her heart. she was a part of me.
But thats the way it was now we live sepratly.
When will you walk through this door babe?
When you left I fell to pieces.
But now I feel as good as if I were dead.
Ill keep remembering all my life.
Remembering when you were my wife.
Remembering all my life.
And Im facing a life that I must go through remembering.
I first set my eyes on you one cold february.
You made me go out of my way to make me feel fine.
Oh but when will you walk through this door babe?
When you left I fell to pieces.
Now I feel as good as good as if I were dead.
Ill keep remembering all my life.
Remembering when you were my wife.
Remembering all my life.
And Im facing a life that I must go through remembering.

song performed by by Bee Gees
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Facing Up

Why do you wish to live in an ideal world?
Why do you think, that God will always be there?
Is it so hard to see things like they are?
Maybe one day, you'll stop living in a dream
Maybe not
Why religion, or magic or anything else?
What do you mean, love is not all we need?
Is it so hard to look at death every day?
Maybe one day, you may say this is for real
Maybe not
Facing up
Maybe not
Facing up
What if not?
So many problems of science involved
Complexity and basic principles
Observations of the empty space
Still searching for the final theory
Yeah the final theory
About our fate
Destiny
The dark energy
Facing up
Maybe not
Facing up
What if not?

song performed by by Voivod
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Carefree Into A New Day

it`s like running away
like chasing the brightest day
like waking up in your eyes
it`s like a blossoming leaf in may

it`s like never knowing about the past
stepping light and fast
facing that horizon
facing that new place at last

tears burning our eyes like fire
the wind commanding our desires
traveling an upward trail
chasing dreams that`ll never expire

lifting ourselves from the floor
watching the lights shine on the door
running away like if never to return
stripped from worries and naked our soul

poem by Issam Aladdin
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For me, poetry is a situation - a state of being, a way of facing life and facing history.

quote by Tahar Ben Jelloun
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Marianne

(as interpreted by virgin records japan)
(accuracy is not guaranteed)
I take one look at you
It leaves me breathless
I see your dreams come true
Youre not so restless
Or light, or bright
Marianne
One day I might not care
What happens to me
Your lack of sympathy fails to disturb me
Ive got a life of my own
I remember the day
I thought we couldnt lose
Running round the garden in your mothers shoes
Playing silly sisters
And drinking green tea
On a cold autumn day
Someones car had broken down
The best of summer ends
When you give a celebration
We can leave but we cant really go on
It would spoil the celebration
Anita, all thats left is us facing a life
That goes on as before
One day I might not care
What happens to me
Your lack of sympathy
Fails to disturb me
Ive got a life of my own
Anita, all thats left is us facing a life
That goes on as before
Marianne
Anita, all thats left is us facing a life
That goes on as before
Marianne
Anita, all thats left is us facing a life
That goes on as before
Marianne
Anita, all thats left is us facing a life
At the end of the world
Marianne

song performed by by Human League
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Pulls are aging.

As lovers, he lies on his back
And she, with her head on his chest.

As couple, he sleeps facing the roof
And she, with her knee on his thigh.

As parents, they sleep together,
With their backs facing each other.

As elders, the husband and wife
Sleep in the foetal position.

As the old, they sleep separately.
Bonding replaces sexual pulls.
21.10.2012

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Misfire

Neither here nor there
I do not care who you are.

To know you I gone here and there
The negotiation made between us is not ours.

Talk process is in progress
Wait and see.

You are in the sea facing tide
You are on the land facing storm
You are in the sky missing somewhere.

You are neither here not there
I am wandering and in worry
While you are busy in misfire.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Black Door

Read it well and learn from it with your own mind,
For your nose-ring, your ear-rings and your ornaments are here with me;
But your beautiful jewels are still on your neck.

I don't know who you are but,
As long as you love me i will keep on living;
I don't know what you do but,
As long as you love me i will keep on writing;
And like lovers sitting facing each other,
For the Black Door is still opened.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Old Man

sits on the
hard wood chair
beside the door
facing the
road
always always
waiting

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Facing it, always facing it, that's the way to get through. Face it.

quote by Joseph Conrad
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Why Are You Waiting

What can I do Im at the door
Ive tried turning back theres no point in that now
What should I say, what should I do
Should I fix my hair oh why am I scared now
Facing the world is so hard do you know what I mean
People are so often hard and far too ready to say...hey...ohhh
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail)
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail, you wont fail)
Look at me stand outside the door
Like a frightened child with a nervous smile see
What should I do, what should I say
Should I speak at all
I am much too small now
Facing the world is so hard do you know what I mean
People are so often hard and far too ready to say...hey...ohhh
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail)
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail)
Why are you waiting?
What if I fail (you wont fail, you wont fail, you wont fail)

song performed by by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Now Or Ever

You've excluded me from depictions,
Of how your perfect life should be lived.
Those depictions were inflicted.
And for years,
To me you did this.

If you were not facing unsurmountable conflicts,
I doubt seriously if a 'we together' would be heard...
Coming from your lips.
That is a fact of life that between us has existed.
Painting over a Zebra's stripes...
Doesn't diminish the sight of it!

And what makes you think a 'togetherness' is what I wish?
I'm not the one with a mind confused in conflict.
I remember your specific words...
'Why bother with someone I regard as worthless.'

You've excluded me from depictions,
Of how your perfect life should be lived.
Those depictions were inflicted.
And for years,
To me you did this.

You left me to survive alone.
And on my own you were not in the picture.
Now or ever will that be my wish.

I did not barter my soul,
Hoping for a price paid by the highest bidder.
Nor did I quit to whore...
To solicit impressions to make.
Your chose to go through that door.

You left me to survive alone.
And on my own you were not in the picture.
Now or ever will that be my wish.
You chose to whore now you handle it!

I don't think of you like the others do.
You can blitz them with bling and other meaningless things.
But someone without integrity...
Has nothing else to offer to deliver,
Or without strings attached to me bring!

If you were not facing unsurmountable conflicts,
I doubt seriously if a 'we together' would be heard...
Coming from your lips.
You've excluded me from depictions,
Of how your perfect life should be lived.
Those depictions were inflicted.
And for years,
To me you did this.

Remove your garbage from my door.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Memory Of Love

I came upon a house so bare.
I knew there could be no one there.
I wished to enter so I knocked.
No one answered. The door was locked.
I saw a window through which I peered
and saw it looked just as I feared,
lonely, deserted, cold and musty
cobwebs hanging, everything dusty.

The need to go inside
was an urgency I could not hide.
Should I break the door or shatter the pane?
Encouragement came when I felt the rain.
I entered slowly and looked around
amazed and astounded at what I found.
Every room was empty but for one,
a bedroom with chair facing towards sun.

Beside the chair was a frame
holding the picture of a girl with no name.
Curiosity got the best of me
so I turned it over and I did see
her name scribbled hastily.
'Janette, my love I give to you
this picture I love to sit and view.'
and then I placed it back.

The house was no longer cold to me
for it housed a loving memory.
I left it right beside the chair
as if the lover still was there.
Upon leaving the bedroom I closed the door
so it would stay as it was before.
My intrusion on this private place
as I exited left a smile on my face.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Orando laborando.

it is not his name

it is
this prayer
hand in hand
with prayer

these are the hands
that clasp
after a day of
plowing those
arid lands

the silence of the stones
after the
pebbles have
gritted

the chair facing
the sunset
after the door is
banged

it happens when
we finally rest
in sleep
after we shout
to one
another.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tell Me To My Face

(clarke / hicks / nash)
Will you try to justify the meaning
Of the note you sent this evening
To my door, youre not deceiving me
Id have thought that youd have known much better
Sending round an unsigned letter
Facing me would be much better now
Is it just that you cant face the future with me
Cant you tell me to my face
You just took the cowards way to say goodbye
How would you feel here in my place
If at last I think Im glad to rid myself of you Im sad
To think about the time Ill have to go
Then Ill turn and walk away so please dont beg for me to stay
Cause I know just what I will say to you
Is it just that you cant face the future with me
Cant you tell me to my face
You just took the cowards way to say goodbye
How would you feel here in my place
Tell me to my face youre leaving now
Tell me to my face youre leaving now
Though you try to justify the meaning
Of the note you sent this evening
To my door, youre not deceiving me
Id have thought that youd have known much better
Sending round an unsigned letter
Facing me would be much better now
Is it just that you cant face the future with me
Cant you tell me to my face
You just took the cowards way to say goodbye
How would you feel here in my place

song performed by by Hollies
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Rises From The East

You pray facing the east with your back facing the west!
And, you do worship the sun which rises from the east! !
But, have you come up with another theory?
For, the fact is now laid bare in 'Ezekiel 8: 16'.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Patsy In Green - Do Yourself A Favour B-side

I heal the waiting hand
I cannot understand
I feel away again
I hear the crashing waves
I fear not for where she waits
I cannot play again
Oh, I know the reason why
I know the reason
Pacing up and facing off
Pacing up and facing off
(extremely dodgy transcript!!!)

song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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We Came On Earth With Nothing And We Will Return…

We came here on earth with nothing,
And we will return where we came from with nothing.
We should help the poor and the very poor,
And we should not shut the door,
When they knock, seeking assistance.
Our mission is to make a positive difference.
Most of our gifts were given at birth,
Our mission is to improve things on earth,
Not to destroy Mother Nature with our arsenals,
Not to use the ignorance and the excuses of our generals,
To mercilessly bomb the less fortunate nations.
Communication is the avenue to prevent misguided actions,
Because the consequences are irreversible.
We must be thinking ad infinitum and be able,
To outsmart the potentially overzealous adversaries.
By using effectively our God’s given artilleries,
We will undoubtedly triumph over the evils.
We have no refuge for the hatemonger and the devils.
Very often, we tend to deviate from the true mission,
We are here to do better than that; let’s show more compassion.
We should help the poor and the very poor,
We should never shut our door.
And blindly ignore our neighbors,
When they are facing foreclosures.
We came here on earth with nothing,
And we will return where we came from with nothing.
Be more humane and we shall be compensated.
The Occupy Wall Street protesters will always be infuriated,
Because too many of us, we, the 99 Percent,
Are going through a rough time; things are not decent.
We all need help and guidance,
We are all facing the music; we are all at the dance.
We came here on earth with nothing,
And we will return with nothing, nothing.

poem by Hebert Logerie (February 2012)
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About You Last Night....

i am missing you
For you have accustomed me to a morning conversation
with coffee and
some bread on the table
facing the sea
sunrise lighting our faces
unkempt hair
salty skin
parched lips
over-kissed the night
dreams outpouring
bliss, so much bliss is killing me
and you are there
so silent still
this silence that are like hands caressing my body
my heart is a sleepy dog
resting on the soft white rug
beside the door of
our room...

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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