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Me and MY Heart

Many a time I wonder
If I’m brought to earth
With a heart in pieces
Strewn all over the body

It made me self-conscious

Many a time I felt
Each piece popping
Out of its pocket
Raw and bloody

I’m glad for this arrangement-

I have the other pieces to go on
And help me survive!

02 Nov 2010
14.07hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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A Heart Broken Into Pieces

piecing together the broken pieces
takes so much of my time
this heart is broken and the pieces
shattered pieces
are too tiny to be pieced again
i am a very impatient man
on love
on matter of the heart
i give up, i cannot piece the broken pieces again
too much pain
guess what? i have just thrown my heart away
look at me?
my eyes are calm, my body stable
pierce my skin with a needle
it does not hurt anymore
my eyes have no tears
my mouth does not tremble
my legs are tall and stable

heartless, i shall love no one this time.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bloody Luxury

(coverdale)
Now when I first met you
I was rolling along,
Just a bar room crooner
Singing heartbreak songs,
An I supposed I could never get next to you
But, you seemed quite happy with my company
You kept my body heat steady at 103,
With your mouth full of gimme
An your body full of much obliged
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Youre a five star woman,
An you know what to give
To fill a part time loser
Full of reasons to live,
But, theres no doubt about it
Im taking a chance on you
Becos you get my heart beating heavy,
Make my knees go weak
You get me so damn nervous
I can hardly speak,
But, nothings gonna stop me
Hanging on my good luck charm
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...

song performed by by Whitesnake
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A Piece Of You

Im just trying to live this life of mine
The more I look, the more Im blind
And all I ask for is piece of mind
And all I want is a piece of you
Well I lost my way today
Back home from work
The snow fell like dust
I felt like dirt
Happens everytime I start to search
For that long lost piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
It seems the last time I was sure
Of anything
I sold my heart
I wore your ring
But now, the queen has lost her king
All I want is a piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you
A piece of you

song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Thousand Pieces

When I was born
My heart's shattered
Into thousand pieces
That's why
In my life
I always search my lost pieces

One by one
I look for it in many places
Piece by piece
I found it in many hearts

It is strange
Even though I
Never experience before
I feel like
I have known it
For a very long time

Memories
Favorites
Dreams
Fe elings

One by one
I collected many puzzles
Year by year
I got it back in many ways

Desires
Wills
Vows
Reasons
One by one
I take through many wounds
Piece by piece
I keep it in many stars

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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God Was Sleeping!

God isn't sleeping
And God won't sleep
But in the beginning
God was sleeping!
Suddenly
He started dreaming -
It was a nightmare!
In His dream He started crying
At one point of time
It woke Him up
And He heard His heartbeat
Allah Allah
Then He started questioning Himself
What is Allah?
Who is Allah?
And so on
Thus He started knowing Himself!

At one point of time
God Thought
It would be better
If there were two Gods
One male one female
So God went for splitting Himself
Into two pieces
At that time
God’s body was round and solid
Then Its size became bigger and bigger
Until it made the biggest explosion
As a result of the explosion
God’s body
Except
God’s body’s heart
Broke into tiniest pieces
That are called mind!
Afterward
They started to gather around
God’s body’s heart
Due to gravitational force
Thus God made a mistake
And hurt Himself physically
But He learned His lessons
Then
God’s body turned Himself
Into the Most Beautiful Thing
That resembles a human being
And created the universe
With a little bit of His saliva

Now
God is able to create
Sexual organs of His body
But He doesn’t do that
Cause
He is the only one of His species –
He is One
And
Unique.

poem by Asif Andalib
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Like Shooting Stars

I heard him say,
When asked
What it felt like when love was lost
When depression overcame,

'Like no love was left in my heart
I checked other parts of my body
It's no longer there either
I'm not sure when it burned out

It was there once
Felt by the rest of my body
Intensified by proximity
To its intended target

Love generated its own light
Created its own heat
I looked for words to describe it
Landed on shooting stars

A thrill to see
Something special
While flying by
But where do they go

That's the problem
I found out
They aren't going
Indefinitely anywhere

For a short time
We see a visable light
Created by them
Then the light is gone

Small pieces of dust rock ice
Debris from the tail of a passing comet
Ignited by friction visable part a meteor
Just passing through our atmosphere

We only see the light
Meteoroids are what causes it
Not as romatic sounding
As Shooting Stars

If by chance one's unusally large
Over a few kilograms
Some parts will
Survive the burning

What's left
That falls to earth
Some say is
Just a piece of cold rock

What was on the outside
Heated up
Burned up
And is gone

What hits earth
Is now called a meteorite
Differnent names
For the different stages

Actually the term
Falling in love
Is a pretty accurate metaphor
When compared to shooting stars

Made up of dust rock and ice
Made visable when heated by friction
Then either slams to earth leaving a scarr
Or is vaporized and is gone.'

That's what he said,
In so many words.

poem by Tom J. Mariani
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One & Only (feat. Twista)

I'm lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin' for my one and only
I'm riding home in pain again baby
But that don't mean s*** to you
You're currently engaged
In an intimate conversation
With a young groupie or two
They say "players only love you
when they're playing games"
Still I gave my heart to you
I should have stayed away
Like my friends all told me to
[chorus]
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only
See I'm looking for a man that'll rub me slow
Make me sing real high
When he goes down low
But see it ain't just a physical thing
He's gotta treat me affectionately
And I gotta know he won't betray my trust
Just like every other motherf***** does
Is this just an impossible dream baby
To elusive to pursue
It's been such a sad and windy road for me
Just searchin' for the truth
[chorus]
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
Why can't I find my one and only
Every time----oh-mmm
Every time I turn around
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so loney
Why---
I'm looking for my one and only
Every time I turn around
Agh---ha ha ha ha
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
Whey can't I find my one and only
Still lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
Agh---ha ha ha ha
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
So so lonely
Yay-
I'm lookin' for my one and only
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Every time I turn around
Agh-ha ha ha ha
I find my heart in pieces on the ground
I'm lookin' for my one and only
Why can't I find my one and only
Agh--

song performed by by Mariah Carey
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each piece of Ampatuan

for each body, each child and each pregnant woman
each newspaperman, each bystander, all 57 of them & more

the body of Ampatuan shall be chopped into pieces
each piece as a partial payment of each dead body accounted...

perhaps justice will be served
perhaps the thirsty earth shall be quenched
perhaps each scream shall be silenced

perhaps....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time Ended

The moon shined
as the blind saw
the autistic spoke
and the cripple ran
the dead rose
as time ended like a bloody rose

The fishes flew
Hinayana sangs
and the lions danced
the cows flew
as the ants grew
penguins got a nose
as time ended like a bloody rose

The trees walked
and the sky cracked
the stars fell
and the earth weeped
time stopped as the
wind no longer blows
time ended like a bloody rose

The roses bleed
and we were all dead
the blind told me he saw it
and the autistic explained it
the deaf ran to hear it
as the dead made an audience

Time Ended Like Bloody Rose

poem by Robert Roberts
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Paper And Ink

Touched the mirror
Broke the surface of the water
Saw my true self
All illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Sat down up close to the colored black hole
Like they'd always told me not to
Saw the one dimension polka dot pacifier
And all illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Bared myself wholly heart and body unadorned
Stripped down solely
To the evil and the good
Felt no shame
Naked to the world
And all illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Faced towards the sea
Looked to heaven up above
Felt the world revolve around me
No one could tell me otherwise
But the turbulent waters won't reflect this life
Only the sun the moon and sky
And all illusions shattered
Money's only paper only ink
We'll destroy ourselves if we can't agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Money's only paper only ink

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Paper & Ink

Touched the mirror
Broke the surface of the water
Saw my true self
All illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Sat down up close to the colored black hole
Like theyd always told me not to
Saw the one dimension polka dot pacifier
And all illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Bared myself wholly heart and body unadorned
Stripped down solely
To the evil and the good
Felt no shame
Naked to the world
And all illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Faced towards the sea
Looked to heaven up above
Felt the world revolve around me
No one could tell me otherwise
But the turbulent waters wont reflect this life
Only the sun the moon and sky
And all illusions shattered
Moneys only paper only ink
Well destroy ourselves if we cant agree
How the world turns
Who made the sun
Who owns the sea
The world we know will fall piece by piece
Moneys only paper only ink

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Time Has No Meaning

Time has no meaning
beyond the confines of death.
For when your life is over
and you've taken your last breath
only the interval that lay between
the then and now
is looked back in reflection
as you take your final bow.

Do you remember the exact time
of your birth on earth?
When you inhaled and made your entrance
and heard a ticking sound?
It was not the tick of the clock
that instantly brought you around.
It was the beat of your own sweet heart
in the body you were bound.

Can you identify the times of your life
that brought you insights new?
When it's time to pack it in
you may remember a few.
But the few were fleeting happenings
that drifted away into the blue.

The timelessness that's beyond this life
is the freedom we've been searching for.
All of our lives we pray for it
and are never really sure
where it is or if we'll ever reach it?
For life is so measured in time
that we wonder if it will all go away
as we hear the clock's last chime.
and so do not waste your thoughts
or worry about how time flies.
Because the timelessness that awaits us
is right beyond the skies.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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I can only rest in peace with all pieces of my heart joined!

No barriers can separate hearts,
no grave is deep enough to bury feelings,
revolving billion times for billion years,
round and round around galaxies,
in that grand explosion of star,
pieces of my heart spread on earth!

Finding those on this green planet,
I descended,
hoping to pick pieces of my heart,
finding myself and collecting pieces,
o soul-mates, without you I am helpless,
with hope and faith I live here!

Neither born nor die i may be,
without collecting pieces of heart,
those pieces stuck in friends hearts,
their thoughts are mine own!

Can I stay here long, not my home,
it is their love that brought me here,
someday I rest in peace when only
all pieces of my heart joined together

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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On Seeing You...

On Seeing You...

The body that so far felt
Like a hollow shell
Thrown on the beach
By a vagrant child
The body that so far felt
Like an empty piece of severed bamboo
Fallen on an untread forest path
No longer felt hollow or empty
The shell vibrated with the roar of the sea
The bamboo set ripples of mystic music on the waves

Strangely enough, even the half-moon
Sprayed brightness on the dark niches
Your joy resonated in my heart
Sealing all the crevices and pushed the body
Towards the one loved…

Ah, the stuff dreams are made of

13 May 2011
Evening

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Marketable Property

A piece of the rock?
Today?
It is advisable,
That one wishes a complete boulder!
By the time any remnant of it appears...
Even if a pebble,
To place in one's pocket...
To feel,
Momentarily...
Is enough to know,
One has a hold onto something
One can value.
With the hope that the act of it,
Isn't found taxable by those assessing...
Personal possessions one has to be declared,
Marketable property!

'Either they pay...
Or we confiscate it!
And check the other pocket as well.
Leave not a pocket unturned!
Since we've run out of stones.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bloody Valentine

Dear... My Bloody Valentine
rip my heart out
bloody valentine
look into it deeply
bloody valentine
what do u see?
bloody valentine
are u getting the full picture...
...or just a piece of the puzzle?
bloody valentine
...What do u see...

poem by James Michael
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Fitting Into A Socket

My 'self' was made to feel out of place,
At one time.
Made to feel the odd ball 'out' of pocket.
With a connection that didn't fit...
Into any accepting socket.

But time has made it okay for my 'self',
To deliver beyond my own expectations.
And today I can say,
I am rather proud I allowed 'me' to just 'be'.
Knowing it was never going to be easy...
Putting together all those pieces of me,
To feel completely whole.

And today,
I am feeling so bold.
Wherever I choose to plug myself in...
To energize.
I don't have to worry about fitting into a socket at all.
Since I come providing my own motivation.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Red Carnation As A Symbol

many want to stand for it
love, yes could be,
fire, fire on a green stalk
from whom? from love
yes, yes it could be
bloody, this red carnation
is bloody
but love, love, yes it could be
love, from the pocket
of your black suited heart
oh, yes, bloody, so bloody,
this red carnation, could still be
love, love, yes it could be

how much harm more can
it do
wrecking havoc on innocent
hearts, these bloody, bloody
victims
of love, love, yes, the red
carnation could still be

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Of The Body And Soul...

upon a fusion, you live immersed
conscious about a self within a self

(as in soul bathed in a body,
body trapped by the roaming soul)

sometimes you sigh
this body is so beautiful and my soul has wasted it,

if i (soul) were just enough,
a transfer should have been made a long time ago

liberating this body and letting it find its own definition of joy
the soul is selfish, having entered it has no key for the exit

these two have been too irreconcilable
everyday is an argument, every night a disillusion

fate, bad luck, inseparability, the absurdity of having to live
on immiscible arrangements

water and oil, sky and earth
the days are running, there is nothing detachable.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Without you

The world sits still without you,
war's day's night's, season's,
without you I'm waiting for
something to do, when I realized
there's nothing, time passes me
by, 'I've always felt that' and
still it feels like there's so much
to do, sometimes I feel like
a little planet, that no one has
yet discovered; without you is
like missing a piece of the sky,
or the ocean, I feel like a puzzle
and the one piece missing is you.
Without you there's no hunger,
no thirst, without you my hands
no longer will write pastoral's to
the night, without you my eyes
will not gaze your charms again.
I cherish sweet love, thy lovely
argument of bloody tears, without
you, I shall even live and your tomb
I'll make, or you survive when I in
earth am dust. Without you- who
shall cry my lost? , without you I will
remain dead. And you still live -such
righteousness in the eyes of one.

poem by Elenushka Toledo
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