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Reality

I opened the window,
I allowed the wind to move in.
Now cyclone in my mind.
Thoughts are moving aimlessly.
Some beliefs are uprooted,
Some fear to loose existence.
What stands out now, is reality.

poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Thoughts

My thoughts
In absence of words, moving aimlessly.
In strong wind of life,
Some will soon be torn, disarray.
Some will loose it's identity.
When the words will be mine,
Thoughts may not be.

poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Move It On Over

Came in last night at half past ten
That baby of mine wouldnt let me in
So move it on over (move it on over)
Move it on over (move it on over)
Move over little dog cause the big dogs moving in
Shes changed the lock on my front door
My door key dont fit no more
So get it on over (move it on over)
Scoot it on over (move it on over)
Move over skinny dog cause the fat dogs moving in
This dog house here is mighty small
But its better than no house at all
So ease it on over (move it on over)
Drag it on over (move it on over)
Move over old dog cause a new dogs moving in
She told me not to play around
But I done let the deal go down
So pack it on over (move it on over)
Tote it on over (move it on over)
Move over nice dog cause a mad dogs moving in
She warned me once, she warned me twice
But I dont take no ones advice
So scratch it on over (move it on over)
Shake it on over (move it on over)
Move over short dog cause the tall dogs moving in
Shell crawl back to me on her knees
Ill be busy scratching fleas
So slide it on over (move it on over)
Sneak it on over (move it on over)
Move over good dog cause a mad dogs moving in
Remember pup, before you whine
That sides yours and this sides mine
So shove it on over (move it on over)
Sweep it on over (move it on over)
Move over cold dog cause a hot dogs moving in

song performed by by Hank Williams
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Fear of my thoughts

You make me fear the thoughts in my brain
For the things I think
Of you
Thoughts which are't to be thought
Things which will never occur
I fear the thoughts in my mind
For they are things I long for
Things I know will never happen
Becasue you and I can't happen
I fear the thoughts inmy mind
because you are there every time
I can't visit my own mind
My own thoughts sadden me and enrich me with anger
Am angry atmelf
I fear my own thoughts
Just because it has what I want
Because I'm green with envy at it
Because you're there and not out here
I fear my own thoughts...

poem by Cannita Melius
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Rocksteady

Success is a state of mind
It is not bound to anything
It is the act of doing, not attaining
and moving forward with purpose

How often do we feel stuck
Out of place
Too tied to our circumstance to the point
of frustration

I sincerely hope this does not occur
for no amount of doing will set you free

Success is drive
is verve
is passion
is lack of fear

Now fear
fear is a different beast entirely
It is foolish to fear loosing everything
but also foolish to believe
you have to loose everything
to gain something

then again
sometimes loss is necessary

but be not afraid
for there is nothing in life
you can loose
that you cannot overcome
and something will never loose itself from you
if you treat it with passion

for passion is not given
rather it is lived
and felt
and reciprocated

it is what creates success
and demolishes fear

be bold
for if you are not
happiness is weak

be driven
for if you are not
your life will go nowhere
and you will blame everything
because of your weakness

fear not
because fear does not exist
outside your own mind

and lastly
above anything else

love

and give love
and spread love
and most of all
despite every corner that
tells you otherwise

believe in love

because sometimes belief
is far greater
than any thing
you could ever hope to encounter

poem by Matthew Edward Peterson
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How Can You Keep On Moving

(agnes cunningham)
(c) - (f) - (g)
(c) how can you keep on moving un (f) less you migrate (c) too
They tell ya to keep on moving but (g) migrate, you must not do
The (c) only reason for moving and the (f) reason why i (c) roam
To move to a new lo (g) cation and find myself a (c) home
I can't go back to the homestead, the shack no longer stands
They said i was uneeded, had no claim to the land
They said, "come on, get moving, it's the only thing for you"
But how can you keep moving unless you migrate too
Now if you pitch your little tent along the broad highway
The board of sanitation says, "sorry, you can't stay"
Come on, come on, get moving it's their everlasting cry
Can't stay, can't go back, can't migrate, so where the hell am i
How can you keep on moving unless you migrate too
They tell ya to keep on moving but migrate, you must not do
The only reason for moving and the reason why i roam
To move to a new location and find myself a home

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Talk Of Wisdom

We talk all wisdom after certain age
In between pray Him all the way to manage
Take care of troubled life and so on
But forget soon after when cyclone is gone

Human being is social animal
You got to be vigilant and careful
No one knows when he will strike
Better take care of and silently like

Neither God is lazy nor crazy
He knows everything while remaining busy
When we are ion departure schedule
We make all bid to justify and console

Think of the situation when we could move
Not even a single step without his blessings to prove
He has designed every thing to suit in perfect way
Whether you ask or not it is given away

He has done one very wise thing
Death is kept as fear tool for something
Individual may care less for anybody and welcome
If he is not sure of out come

We may be selfish enough to disregard His existence
Yet in private bow the head in his presence
It is double faced talk to prove the brilliance
But may come to sense all of sudden when loose the chance

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Storm, A Brainstorm

look at the window
something lingers on there
this sadness
so clear to me now

the snowy land, the roofs of houses
covered by this certain coldness
this sadness
in my mind

look at the window
a snowstorm is coming
and i wil be here in the hiding
on some confusion
i will stay
and look out the window still
and impulse comes
a solution

this darkness
this death of beliefs
this death of beliefs in the humanity of other people

this
this death, this idea of death

it is not a lovely day for me

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What 'Is' Would In Thin Air Disappear

Anyone can install shutters,
On an opened window.
To close when one chooses.
And one...
Could continue to live,
As one would please.

But the effect of a view observed,
Is not going to vanish...
Because one is disturbed by it.
With a wish that it goes away.

Or the existence of it does...
One day!

Since one is convinced,
By an upbringing or one's environment...
That a gesture influences reality!

'I wish what I see goes away from me! '

And just with the power of thought...
What 'is' would in thin air disappear.
Gone...
As one wishes!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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By My Window At The Second Floor Of My Office

the strong wind
last night
brought it by
the window
of this second floor
office

rotten branch
with a lichen still
growing
a patch of green
on brown bark

a bottle of mineral
water is empty
and it is beside it

the glass window
shows it
and so i notice it

not my fault
why i am saying
about their
existence

again these things
are not
significant

except perhaps
the strong wind
last night

it gave us fear
amidst the darkness
when all the
lights turned
off

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life in isolation

Life in isolation

In no way it helps to be alone
You are constantly facing fear of cyclone
It may sometime never come and strike
You may only be dreaming and flying kite

You have accepted pessimism as only way
That is driving you miles away
From reality and pushing to the brink
It may further force you to sink

You can have no peace at all
When respond to unreasonable call
No one has succeeded in isolation
In seclusion alone without having relation

Life may come to standstill
The inner conscious may loose strong will
Even though you are in life
But always fearful of loosing with knife

Life is no life without company
This has been experienced by many
No one has appreciated it so far
We can’t lead the life by looking at star

Think of the fact that you are human
It is good quality of man and woman
The truth must be clearly borne in mind
There are ways to come out of it and find

It is clear tendency on your part to kill
Lack of strength, enough of confidence and good will
You must live by self but not alone
Those days are definitely gone

You are young and energetic
Life can’t be stagnated or made static
There is so much to live by ideals
Life may then seem as and real

If at all you are not told
Face the truth and be bold
Life is yours and soul must obey
This is how you find sun and bright ray

This fear is unreal and only exists in mind
Some of the bare facts may appeal even to blind
Rest your mind not on imaginary facts
Start new life and don’t hastily act

Make it sure that you are master
You must gain time and move on faster
Life is to be caught up with speed and zeal
It may make difference for you to feel

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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However You May Lay Your 'Loo-Yahs

So given we are,
With beliefs our thoughts within us...
Are kept detached and private.
We are born into this 'reality'...
With a belief we jouney alone,
On a separate trip.
Alone and away from others,
Also participating in this experience...
We are taught in the process to call 'life'.

So given we are,
With beliefs our thoughts with us...
Are kept detached and private.
We even believe we are separate from the trees,
Birds and bees...
Are other created creatures upon thie Earth,
God, too, has made.

So given we are with beliefs,
There is something that will be achieved...
With the infliction of division, fear, hatred and greed.

There are some creatures God has blessed with life,
Who actually believe they have been certified...
As human kites.
To maneuver to heights,
And by themselves.

So given we are,
With beliefs our thoughts with us...
Are detached and kept private.
Some self righteous even perceive...
They can even deceive God!
As if God takes momentary leaves,
Of absences.

Only to discover,
When Mother Nature gets upset...
And has had it with our selfishness.
Just how fragile those who 'empower' themselves...
Are lost to fight against the true power of God,
His 'Diciples' and those messages delivered...

'Whether one is feeling blessed or cursed.
With abundance to enrich...
Or poverty experienced in cycles that are reversed.
What is here to witness on 'this' Earth...
Is 'not' one's dress rehearsal.

From birth...
Be 'yee' and those of 'thee',
Tested.'

WHEREVER!
Or...
HOWEVER you may lay your 'Loo-Yahs',
In the best of pretentious praise.
These days we now live,
Are not for the fake faith seekers...
Preaching their hollow beliefs,
To maintain their materialistic thieving.
It is time to give those corrupted ideals up!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Situation

Blue I dress for every situation
Moving through the doorway of the nation
Pick me up and shake me down
Baby I can't do without
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
I remember only for an hour
Moving right through me can you feel the power
I don't know what's going on
It's getting me but it won't be long
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Now he's in control he is your lover
Nation stands against him he's your brother
Been a long time, been a long time
Now I've got to give somehow
Move out
Don't mess around
Move out
You bring me down
Move out
Forget about don't make a sound
Just move out
Well Well Well

song performed by by Tom Jones
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Your Fear

you fear
writing poems
thoughts coming
in your mind
that you cannot
reduce into
words?

fear not
reality

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Real Fiction

There are two kinds of fiction to find…
One in the world and the other in the mind.

When unpleasant things happen for real
With which the real mind is unable to deal,
It creates a world of fiction so it can survive
In order to justify that its unreal beliefs are alive.

These unreal beliefs have a real world all alone
As they deny real facts with data of their own.
Their fiction continues as world events transpire
With interpretation to support beliefs they require.

The world of fiction will collide with the world of real
As its members seek reality, it will lose its appeal.
Unless it dispenses with its delusions of the facts,
It will disappear as it's devoured by the reality it lacks.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Dust On The Wind

Dust on the wind
Traveling aimlessly
Drifting from place to place
Time A distant memory

Seeing everything
But not comprehending
Moving forward toward
And unknown goal

Only resting moment
Until the wind
Picks up the
Lost travelers again

poem by Autumn Winds
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In This Moment

Light is dim
Although in this moment
Light is not a welcome entity-
My mind wants to hide itself
Within the darkness of
This very early summer morning-
In this moment, I foresee no serenity and
I hear voices screaming while
In the fortress of this room
I know I am the only one present.
If only my bed, here where I lay, were a ship, I would journey years backward
To the place I lived in at all times many decades ago-
Now I know that land was non existent, even though
At the time it was my only reality.
In this moment, my only reality is within this room
Where the light is dim and
Outside this window, where the shades are pulled halfway down,
A world surrounds me-a world I cannot call my home.
Here within the place of my thoughts,
There exists a sea cobalt blue in its hue
A sea of tranquility, although it seems as if
All tranquility has just been shattered-
Even though the voices I hear screaming are terrifying and unreal-
The voice of reality is dimmer.
Threatening voices and this bed in which I lie is a boat
Now in the midst of a storm at sea, and although
I can foresee no destiny-here where I lie resting,
All is familiar to me while the real world outside is foreign, and
A threat to my existence.
So here in this moment, I close my eyes to all that I fear and I know that momentarily
I shall drift off to sleep and dream of the past-
Where I lived inside my own world of bliss and harmony-
Here In this very moment where the light of reality is dim,
My eyes are closed and I am sailing upon my magical ship,
Back to the time where fantasy brought me only peace of mind
Unaware of the day I would awaken alive in a planet they call "Earth"
Where my imaginary ship would overturn and I would find myself
Drowning in a sea of madness where there exists no recourse to fear,
In this moment where light has never been dimmer…

poem by Claudia Krizay
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Catching Breaths Like Words

the difference between
you and me

is not the sameness of
our miseries

the difference is that you
are an open window

that has closed again
but i am a window that i

broke and never close
because there is no more reason

to keep me closed i am
sinfully opening to the

changes of the clouds &
the course-less drifting of the wind

i do not pay attention
to direction now
except perhaps on the basics

of having to feed my day to
day existence

when you arrive here
i am no longer myself

and then you leave
saying i am the useless wind

of the house and i deserve
no room at all

early in the morning
before i become myself again

words rain in my eyes
like tears

salt to my tongue and
biting

i want to put them in a
bowl

treat them like salad
days

but i do not eat words
neither do you

so i let them pour
on the vacancies of the

floor and they drip on
the earth and

gone & i said i have no
time for thoughts

thoughts do not help me
find my arms

i rush to go and be myself
again

on the wings that you
detest

above everything else
i resume

catching breaths
like words

feeding myself like
paper

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Have Been Successful at That

You say you are slow to change.

I say you've been conditioned and programmed,
To seek and adapt to limitation.

You say your beliefs are based on faith!

And yet every move you make,
You do in fear.

You say you are blessed!

With what?
Anxiety and stress?

You can not deal with reality!
That's an assessment.

Because you say it makes you depressed.

Not exactly in those words.
But that's what you project!

You wish to run away when the truth is spoken.
And you do that often,
To quickly disappear.

Dismissing it to say...
You prefer not to listen to 'that' mess.

Whatever you're not comprehending...
Remains blocked and attached to fears you endear.
Within your mind that is troubled.

I can understand 'why' you find me strange and unusual.
I do!
Because unlike you,
I will not satisfy my mind by keeping it confined!

And you have been successful at that!
Like many who have made denial a career.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Persisting To Exist To Pester

If it has been what it is,
And you've been made to believe...
It was not!
And you discover a truth from you,
Has been intentionally dismissed.
What else is there connected,
To your disbeliefs...
Persisting to exist to pester?

Perhaps you should investigate,
This annoyance that irritates.
To uncover why it insists to prick you.
Why keep defying in denial the reality of it!

If you don't mind,
I would like to leave you with this...
I wouldn't continue to question its existence.
I would suspect the validity of those beliefs you keep.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unwanted Memory

Havoc struck cyclone
Threw me aghast to shrink sunk
A shrine gobbled up

Nineteen sixty four
wreathed big with uprooted lives
Dhanushkoti deep

poem by Indira Renganathan
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