The Song of Kanthil Flowers
perhaps my words are ragged
for love always never ragged
for years we chatted such as
the can sound which was kicked by the legs idly
in blind alleys clogged, the silence channel
the sound of the cat's mouth or fight because of lust
during the nights with expectantly
once upon time I picked kanthil flowers, want and want
i embed in your ear
or stringing gori leaves and I made a crown on your head
to lullaby of bankruptcy from full moon to full moon
although this hand was shaking and had trouble reaching
tired of soluble that prey
so where else wanted sown
to the cry earth? ?
create an extinct man in civilization
or in ditches garbage every day we meet
hearts are torn whether you like the wind go?
probably not easily met kanthil flowers
such as courtship
only the broken tiles on the ruins
from our house burning
and we are only able to totter
traveled up from alley to alley
offering the folders containing the restless soul
restless
bells-whistles
is a madness marker there?
hunted man said as losers who continue
must constantly marginalized..
or mortgaged as old newspapers
the merchant
peddlers are still ultimately pointless
as a wrapper
boiled peanuts joy of our children? ?
if we are tired then we sat under the mahogany
tiredness and fatigue
what we want to sell this madness?
before the almighty of these, say that this is not the madness? ?
(1998)
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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Sunset blood drained from the sky
Desires found the night to die
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I will listen to the silence
Love is louder than anything
And peaceful in its violence
Serious in making chains
The voices of greed all sound the same
But when I hear the bells of madness ring
I will listen to the silence
Love is louder than anything
And peaceful in its violence
Fantasy is reality
I love my fantasy
Reality is fantasy
Just dont call it reality, oh no
Tunnel pain is falling fast
Into the fear that time will last
But when I hear the bells of madness ring
I will listen to the silence
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And peaceful in its violence
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And peaceful in its violence
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Restless Heart
(coverdale/vandenberg)
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting,
My precious time.
There are times in my life,
I dont know witch way to turn,
When everything I touch
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My precious time...
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So Im tired of wasting, wasting,
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song performed by by Whitesnake
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Old Moon Madness
Late, sometime before midnight
He comes creeping up
And before you get him sussed
Hes gone before dusk
And when you arise
Red ruby rings circle your eyes
If its later than you realized
Check with the stars and the skies
Old moon madness has struck again
A howl in the dark light
A flash of teeth bright white
A scream and a bite
Old moon madness has struck again tonight
But theres no need to worry
For the crimes that youve done
Worse has been committed
With no moon madness to blame it on
Old moon madness has struck again
In fact you could say youre lucky
You and me
Mother earth has only one moon
And not three
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Moonlight Madness
Its the midnight hour and I wish you were here
Somebody following me, I just cant sleep alone
I figure its the way I am ,or a thing that
Happened to me somewhere in my childhood
Im all that I could ever be in your arms
Its like I cant imagine life without you
But all my women cry
And all my heroes die, or we could try a little
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We could do the strangest things
Try a little moonlight madness
Let someone in your dreams
Or we could try a little moonlight madness
Living on the same old lies
We should not try to find the meaning
Let history decide
Whether its right or wrong to give you
What I may give you
How we learn to do the things,we never do
Let me try a little moonlight madness
On you
I cry with a smile and I laugh with a tear
I struggle but the body wont move
And the quicksand pulls me down
I wanna be the man that you think I am
I follow in the steps of the one
Who knows the darkness well
And you can get me by your side
By talking to me with your eyes
Not breaking promises
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Im howling,howling at the moon
Or we could try a little
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We could do the strangest things
Try a little something different
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Whether its right or wrong to love each other
Yearning in the brain for something new
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Try a little moonlight madness
Try a little moonlight madness
On you
Try a little...
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Years And Years Of Order
years and years of order,
a century of
system, what have all these made out of me?
have i become a piece of law?
solid stone?
a bar of gold?
a thread of silence?
have i become so less of myself?
that seed growing and suppressed
inside a plastic pot?
where are my tendrils? oh, they have all been pruned
and i look so prim and proper
like a manicured lawn,
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all my leaves wish for
its rays, and i have always adored the moon
and all my flowers
exuded the fragrance for the night
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inside the box of civilization
the walls of propriety
the house of morality
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i am misshapen
i am bleeding and i am dying
to be whole again
to be free, i am evaporating
into a madness that all my senses are craving
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a ball of fist,
a stab of stares
a burst of a gun beside my butt
a scream for love
look at me, do i look so ruined?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Moon Over Madness
There she lies, a vision in the dark
Invader of my heart
Look at me, behaving like a fool possessed
Damned if Ill be doomed
By this woman neath the moon over madness
Shall I kiss the mouth, stroke the hair
Undress her - do I dare
Or bite into the vein above her heaving breast
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The tuft of hair beneath the lace
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As she draws a languorous breath
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Let the beast inside me win
Im so uncertain
Or shall I fight my heart no more
Ease my lover to the floor
And loose my burden
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Let the beast inside me win
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Ease my lover to the floor
And loose my burden
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Before you come to harm
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Stike hard, do it soon
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My madness
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song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Full Moon
Havent you noticed a kind of madness in my eyes?
Its only me, dear, in my midnight disguise.
Pay no attention if I crawl across the room.
Its just another full moon.
Dont be afraid of me when Im walking in my sleep.
Dont get alarmed, dear, when I start to crawl and creep.
Try not to listen when I mumble like a loon.
Its just another full moon.
Its just another full moon.
You see before you a truly broken man.
cause when it gets to midnight, I dont know who I am.
Full moons a-callin, and its put a curse on me,
And it will never set me free.
The full moons still up there,
Like a great white balloon.
The owls are a-callin,
And theyre singin my tune.
The night keeps a-callin.
I wish the day would come soon,
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Here comes another full moon.
If your hands start shakin
When night starts to fall,
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And the shadows on the wall,
If the face in the mirror
Isnt you at all,
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La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
La la la la la la.
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song performed by by Kinks
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A Gentle Madness (Love Poem)
Love is a gentle madness that leaves you empty,
Giving everything and expecting nothing back.
Love is a gentle madness that makes you feel alive,
Taking pleasure in every little thing she does.
Love is a gentle madness that changes everything,
Making your life impossible without her near.
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Blinding you to her perfectly obvious imperfections.
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Holding you closer than her breath each night.
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poem by Ian Beckett
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Moaner
Hey kiss me I kiss you
Kiss me I kiss you
I know about you
Ive been told about you
Ive been waiting for you
And the airs thin
Tiny holes
And everybody wants to know you
Is rapt like moon river
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The new white slacks alight
Sliding into the city
Tunnel beneath the feet of the people in the city
Roamin roamin roamin in the city
And crossway boy
Crossway boy
Downtown waterfront boy
And the shadows where the ambi and the motor meet
And shes on the phone again
Surfin shes on the phone again
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Shes calling from america
Shes surfin shes moshing
And the girls are diving and the girls are up to something
Animal boything up on the roof again
Boything lookindown there
And theres every kind of lack
To make it down to the delaware
And up in your head
And moaner moaner moaner moaner
Rudy get the get the get the get the get the
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City loves a boyfriend
Love walks with a boyfriend
A city loves a boyfriend
Friends walking with a boyfriend
And the nights with a boyfriend
And the city loves you loves you loves you
Loves everyone
Everyone is smiling
The smiling is pushing it around
Its pushing it around
Like shadows in the evolution in the dark
And the super boys
Where time is all where time is everything
Where time of all this started
As were turned to earth earth wind and fire
Get the sound in your head
Black metal walls are crawling
I am the hunger above your town
A little sound in alittle amp
I am dubious hard metal I am stainless
I am milk in your plastic
I am wrapped in this left alone
In a full moon with
The only thing I can do
Lying awake on the floor
At night the doors I cant I cant awake I cant awake
Ah ah ah ah
Water into you to me constantly
Constantly
Without without without without again without again
Your telephone number
Through the glass of water
The instance between is opened
The silence is indifferent and your love love love
Love walks with the boyfriend
The city loves a boyfriend
Friends walking
Friends walking with a boyfriend
The city loves a boyfriend
Everybody loves a boyfriend
You left me alone you left me alone
With a full moon
Full moon full moon full moon full moon full moon
Boys boys boys boys
Cross crossway crossway boy
Down on the waterfront
song performed by by Underworld
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Love Magic
Love tenderness
love madness
love passion
I continue without pressure
your love is magic
I feel perfume,
I see flowers
love affairs have thousand flavors
I hear your name in the wind
in the sing of the birds
in the cry of the rivers
in the dark and cold nights
in full light of the day.
Time passes
love passion
love magic
I still keep your promise
come soon.
Translated by Nelson Francisco de Andrade
poem by UMBELINA FROTA Linhares Pimenta Bastos
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Shadow Material, Materialize In Ego
Dark Side Of The ID, Full Moon Rise
Moon In Bloom, Sanity's Fall,
The Schizoid Manic Man, Luna Madness,
Foot Candle Luminance At A Point Zero Two
A Caliber Made To Transfix, Drives One Crazy
200,000 Miles Up, Hammer Fall
Gunshot Report, Dark Of Light
When Full Moon, Dark Side Of The Mind
As Madness Reigns, Sanity Dies
Reality Of The Shadow, When Not In Full
Ghost Of Man, Dead To All
Repression, Suppressed
Materialize To Bone, Disowned
Luminance At Pitch Black Dark, Six Feet Under
poem by Ricardo Antunes
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Can I Play With Madness
Give me the sense to wonder
To wonder if Im free
Give me a sense of wonder
To know I can be me
Give me the strength to hold my head up
Spit back in their face
Dont need no key to unlock this door
Gonna break down the walls
Break out of this bad place
Can I play with madness
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness
Theres no vision there at all
Can I play with madness
The prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness
He said youre blind too blind to see
I screamed aloud to the old man
I said dont lie dont say you dont know
I say you pay for your mischief
In this world or the next
Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance
And the hellfires raged in his eyes
He said do you wanna know the truth son
Ill tell you the truth
Your souls gonna burn in a lake of fire
Can I play with madness
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness
Theres no vision there at all
Can I play with madness
The prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness
He said youre blind too blind to see
Can I play with madness
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness
Theres no vision there at all
Can I play with madness
The prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness
He said youre blind too blind to see
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Gasoline Alley Bred
Woman, get your head out of curlers.
Time get your butt out of bed.
Get down your hats and baggage, my child.
Going back home,
going back to the homestead.
I'm a-gonna heat me some water,
and put a shine upon my shoes.
Telephone my ma,
Keep the room above Joe's
'Cause we're coming back,
coming back to the homestead.
Everything is packed,
getting back to the homestead.
This time, this time we'll stay.
I know that we could have made it;
we had ideas in our heads.
And I wish somehow
we could have saved it
but we're Gasoline Alley bred.
Yet the years haven't really been wasted,
and I know it in my head.
We did good for the life that we've tasted
'cause we're Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley bred
Woman, you can really believe it,
I did everything a man could do.
Breaking my back just to make us a dime.
That won't mean a damn
when no one wants to know you.
Woman, I know how you're feeling.
I've seen the hurt upon your face.
How many time do you think that I've cried?
Knowing every day that your heart was getting broken,
holdin' back your pride til you were nearly chokin'
Oh let's get away.
chorus
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
song performed by by Hollies
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for Father P.
'On this holy Mahogany Alley, I was ordained Deacon,14 March 1998...'
what is needed is only the
alley of trees, the white robe,
and the date,
it is the whole of life
already
no other name
except God....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm Tired Of It All
I am tired of it all
I am tired of today
I am tired of the summer heat-
I am tired of all the years of trying to be something
And still being nothing and no one
I am tired of myself and my ambition
I am tired of reading the great poems of others
I am tired of Poetry
I am tired of being old
I am tired of no longer having the means to help those I care for-
I am tired of having written for so many years
And having so little to show for it-
I am tired of being an old man getting older -
I am tired of being afraid of what is going to happen to me
And those close to me
I am tired of having so many sick friends-
I am tired of having more and more people I have known who are dead
I am tired of a world in which violence and stupidity play such a great part
I am tired of all the problems that should have been solved years ago
And yet persist-
I am tired of cruelty
I am tired of rudeness and petty selfishness
I am tired of seeing the evil get away with it
I am tired truly tired
Tired of being tired also
Tired of myself and my complaints-
And my failure all these years
To make things right-
And yet and yet with all the tiredness
I know there is so much else even in myself-
I still want to live and dream and hope and help those I love
I still want to write still a few lines of poetry
that will be read by others
And help them
Dream to begin again
I still want to give to those I love
The little I still have to give
I still want to live
For life itself is life itself is still good
Despite the tiredness.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Paradise Alley
Come on in, have a look around
Hang your hat and find a chair
The pretty women smile at you
The partys just beginning
Theres music everywhere
Paradise alley
Paradise alley
Paradise alley
Brothers got to stick together here
Fight with one, you fight with three
The family blood is thick as mud
Day to day the world keeps spinning
Paradise alley
Paradise alley
Paradise alley
It reminds you of who you used to be
And who you are, and who youll always be
It finds you in pursuit of dreams
And hopeless schemes
Life is richer than it seems
Nothing like being in a womans arms
The one you love, the one you want
Theres one small problem, who can she be
I feel like winning her in paradise alley
Paradise alley
Paradise alley
Im gonna take you there
Paradise alley
Paradise alley
Im gonna take you there
Take you to the paradise
song performed by by Chicago
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You Call It Madness
(con conrad, gladys dubois, russ columbo, paul gregory)
I can't forget the night i met you,
That's all i'm dreaming of.
Now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
You made a promise to be faithful
By all the stars above.
And now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
My heart is beating,
It keeps repeating for you constantly.
You're all i'm needing
And so i'm pleading,
Please come back to me.
You made a plaything out of romance,
What were you thinking of?
Now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
~interlude~
You made a plaything out of romance,
And what were you thinking of?
For now you call it madness,
But i call it love.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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The Wayward Wind
In the lonely shack by the railroad track
I spent my younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made me a slave to my wanderin ways.
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
Oh, I met him down in the border town
He vowed wed never part
Though he tried his best to settle down
Now Im all alone with a broken heart.
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
And the wayward wind is a restless wind
A restless wind that yearns to wander
And I was born the next of kin
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
The next of kin to the wayward wind.
song performed by by Neil Young
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In These Restless Hours....
in these restless hours
one wakes up to share what
innately is also
restless...
thoughts are wanderers
in a caravan of camels
under the full moon amidst
the coldness of dawns...
the desert howls like a fox
asking for names
i whisper my name to the wind
so all the sands of time may know
that i have allowed
to be counted in
in these restless hours
we are too, part of the pack of
those restless creatures
see our shadows under the fullness of the
moon treading the desert sands of time
the foxes, the bats, the snakes,
the cockroaches, the gnats
and the nits and lice.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Funeral Of Hearts
Loves the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you
She was the sun
Shining upon
The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail
He was the moon
Painting you
With its glow so vulnerable and pale
Loves the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you
She was the wind, carrying in
All the troubles and fears here for years tried to forget
He was the fire, restless and wild
And you were like a moth to that flame
The heretic seal beyond divine
Pray to God whos deaf and blind
The last nights the souls on fire
Three little words and a question why
Loves the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
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