A squirrel squeals...! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
On a hot noon
In mid June,
A squirrel
Races down a black
Iron pipe
Wagging her tail,
Full of energy
Squeaks
In delight,
Her ears alert
Nodding her
Head from side to side.
I watch
From my window
Lying on a soft bed,
In an air conditioned room
Feeling frail,
Just as power fluctuates...
Has God equipped
These creatures to adapt,
Or we have over taxed
Our thermostat…
and our adaptability
lies dormant...
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Without You By My Side
I lie so tired in my bed
And moon shows herself to the door
And I shut my eyes.
I pray to god, wont you tell me please,
Whats a girl like me doing
Lying here without you by my side?
Lying here without you by my side
Lying here without you by my side
The room fills with moonlight and memories of old times,
But dont worry about me, Im just fine most of the time.
The hardest part is late night, when Im home all alone,
And the house is so still nothing better to do than think about you.
Im lying here without you by my side
Im lying here without you by my side
How quick my heart wants to believe, Ill never be lonely again.
Its those little things I never thought about much, that I miss most in the
End.
Like those sweet red-wine kisses, and the candlelight,
And the poetry, but mainly, its just the warmth of your skin,
And having you by my side,
Im lying here without you by my side
Theres this weight in my heart, its so heavy, so sad,
It felt like a wave that any moment comes crashing down,
And maybe my sorrow will drown tomorrow
When Im lying here without you by my side
Im lying here without you by my side
Transcribed by adam longfellow
song performed by by Jewel
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The art of living
at the center of my room
delight
on fresh roses
like your
red lips
on my bed
soft and warm silk blankets
strawberry juice on the side table
and cherry on the
glass
the window is open
fresh air from the sea
cools the room
silence is gold here
and solitude is silver
every moment is
a moment
every hour is not a rush
but on softer touch
every inch of skin
is a caress
every thought is
beautiful
every reality is true
embracing and embraced
this is the art of living
every second a relaxation
sleep comes on cat's feet
like a cloud drifting away
peace in the corner
privacy in my door
and yes, love is always
air-conditioned.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Squirrel Said
The Squirrel said.
'Attention all! '
He stands tall.
On a wooden fence,
in suspense.
Their Squirrel Head,
Their squirrel said,
'My nuts are gone,
My nuts are gone! '
Did you check under your bed?
Another squirrel joking said,
'Of course I did! ' the squirrel said,
'I am the Squirrel head'.
Maybe you forgot you've ate,
Autumn now, it's not too late,
Just look for more, Squirrel Head,
An elderly wise squirrel said.
Just Another Night
(ian hunter/mick ronson)
Oh no, the fuzz, all in a line
My oh my, I think Im gonna die
And its just another night
Its just another night
Got a long black face; who goes there?
All the reefer madnessput a poor kid in jail
And its just another night
Yeah, its just another night
Oh take it easy boy or its doa
Chrome on my body and a lot of folks say
That its just another night
Hey, its just another night
Oh, its just another night on the other side of life
Head ones a saw-bones and he wrecked my chair
Said howd you like to do it in a room downstairs
And its just another night
Oh, just another night
Hey now, papa joe, dont you pull my hair
All this intrigue, it gets me out of my league
And its just another night
Its just another night
His old man spent a fortune just to get him in
But baby boy growed up just as stupid as him
And its just another night
Its just another night
Its just another night on the other side of life
Just another night, hung down slow
I dont like the hotel let me go
Hells bells! give me a chance!
This rock n roller dont wanna dance
Just another night
Just another night
Well, its just another night on the other side of life
I never felt so bad; wheres my shades?
Its gonna be a long one getting crazed
A head spoutin noodles said, what do you plead?
I said you aint got to touch a man to make a man bleed
n its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night (on the other side)
Its just another night!
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Magic Power (for Karen)
There's a sphere
called 'Magic Power'
and it lives inside of you.
No one else can see it
for it's invisible.
It's for when you're feeling frightened,
when you're feeling scared,
just call on magic power
and it will be right there.
No, you won't need a telephone
and you won't need to shout
just muster up the courage
from deep within your heart.
Magic power will hear you
and be right by your side
creating special energy
for each and every child.
Red head, brown or blonde
each have their very own
to help them overcome the dark,
to help them to be strong.
So when the world is scary
dig inside yourself
and you'll find your magic power.
and remember what I've said.....
poem by Ruth Walters
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Traffic Jam The Sequel
Everybody has feeling
But not every time they feel the same
One side feels it’s annoying
Other side feels it’s arrogant
When they don’t realize the other feeling
What wait in front are only troubles
Everybody has feeling
Sometimes it’s difficult to remember that
One side feels it is freedom
Other side feels it is threat
They think they will lose
If they should always care about opponent’s feeling
Everybody has feeling
“I should be treated first! ”
One side crosses the path
Other side slices the road
If everybody ignores feeling
They only become trashes
Everybody has feeling
But what would happen to the world
Everybody has their own problems
Everybody has their own reasons
But not everybody has good tolerance
If the patience over …
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Crouchin’ On The Outside
One two three four five six seven eight hey baby you're a little too late
I'm standin' on the outside lookin' in at you on the inside
Lookin' out at me on the outside lookin' in
Through the window of my madness at a place I never been
And you say you understand just what my trouble's all about
But you're sitting on the inside playing on the win side
While I'm freezing on the outside in the what's-it-all-about side
Lookin' in at you on the inside looking out
One two three four five six seven eight hey Jim let's talk about hate
I'm walkin' on the white side lookin' 'round at you on the brown side
Lookin' back at him on the black side lookin' down
And we're mouthin' words of freedom but we don't make any sound
And we clasp our hands in brotherhood and then go wash our hands
While you're stayin' on the brown side on the go-ahead-and-put-me-down side
While I'm standin' on the white side on the got-me-way-up-tight side
Lookin' back at him on the black side lookin' back
One two three four five six seven eight hey Claude don't bother to wait
You're cruisin' on the gay side lookin' straight at me on the straight side
Lookin' way at you on the gay side lookin' straight
And you're screamin' from the rooftops bout the pleasures that won't wait
And your closet's full of queenly gowns for extra special dates
And you're campin' on the gay side on the c'mon-out-and-play side
While I'm over on the trick side on the got-to-find-a-chick side
Lookin' way at you on the gay side lookin' straight
One two four seven nine eight twelve fifteen nineteen eighteen ninety-nine twenty-four else
[ sax ]
One two three four five six seven eight hey Miss hallucinate
You're boppin' on the hip side laughin' at me on the flip side
Chasin' after you on the hip side losin' my grip
And you're walkin' on a tightrope and you're tryin' not to slip
And you say you found out where it's at and give it all a try
So you're groovin' on the hip side in the come-and-take-a-trip side
I'm movin' on the square side in the show-me-when-and-where side
Chasin' after you on the hip side lookin' high
Lookin' at you on the hip side lookin' out yeah
Lookin' at you on the flip side lookin' back
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Crooks In Diguise
For the general public so little respect they do show
They only tell us what they want us to know
They constantly pull the wool over our eyes
They must be the masters at secrets and lies
They lie for power and by lying to power they do cling
And their own praises they are never shy to sing
They must think we are fools in that they may be right
They are so good at lying they can convince many black is white
We must be quite gullible to believe all they say
They tell lie after lie and lying for them does pay
We give them their power which to their own adevantage they use
And the great power they have at a whim they abuse
We call them the honourable these crooks in disguise
Who have become excellent at telling lies.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Lyin' To Yourself
You tell me lies that you believe
You say its the real thing
I can see how you've deceived
I know what's happening
And seeing is believing 'til you find out that you're blind
You're Lying To Yourself (Lying To Yourself)
You're Lying To Yourself (Lying To Yourself)
Wake up, shake up, turn around
I'll give it to you straight
It's been too long, it's past a joke
Something I can't take
The cost is due, now tell me money ain't the means [to me it sounds like
"meaning"]
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
Lying To Yourself again, you're Lying to Yourself again
Lying To Yourself again, you're Lying To Yourself again
Lying in the morning
I'll kiss you goodbye
You won't regret a part of this
And neither will I
Revealing hearts with a common need play their hands
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
You're Lying To Yourself
(Lying To Yourself)
NOTE: This song is a B-side to the Alpha album single "The Smile Has Left
Your Eyes
song performed by by Asia
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My Best Friend
My alarm bark
Every morning
We're on the deck
Then back inside
My best friend
I love you more
Tail wagging
Unconditional love
You gave me more
My protector
I know that bark
A warning to all
Someting isn't right
My best friend
I love you more
Tail wagging
Unconditional love
You gave me more
My foot warmer
You sat by me
Content and happy
Just to be there
My best friend
I love you more
Tail wagging
Unconditional love
You gave me more
My listener
You heard me
Tell those stories
Time and again
My best friend
I love you more
Tail wagging
Unconditional love
You gave me more
poem by Paul H Nelson
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Lastness
A black bear sits alone
in the twilight, nodding from side
to side, turning slowly around and around
on himself, scuffing the four-footed
circle into the earth. He sniffs the sweat
in the breeze, he understands
a creature, a death-creature,
watches from the fringe of the trees,
finally he understands
I am no longer here, he himself
from the fringe of the trees watches
a black bear
get up, eat a few flowers, trudge away,
all his fur glistening
in the rain.
And what glistening! Sancho Fergus,
my boychild, had such great shoulders,
when he was born his head
came out, the rest of him stuck. And he opened
his eyes: his head out there all alone
in the room, he squinted with pained,
barely unglued eyes at the ninth-month's
blood splashing beneath him
on the floor. And almost
smiled, I thought, almost forgave it all in advance.
When he came wholly forth
I took him up in my hands and bent
over and smelled
the black, glistening fur
of his head, as empty space
must have bent
over the newborn planet
and smelled the grasslands and the ferns.
poem by Galway Kinnell
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Rainy Day In June
I need some sunshine on my face
To help me dry my eyes
I need a blue sky over here
So I can clear my mind
Maybe your soft breath on my back
To make me feel at ease
Anything more than what I've got
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
Yesterday morning I woke up
On the wrong side of the bed
And on the right side laid a note
I knew what it said
Then the rain came, hasn't stopped
I don't know if it will
But I'll keep waiting with the hopeful heart
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
The thunder rolls, the lightning flashes
Every thought began with you
I see your face in every clouded paths
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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My Genie
I was given a lot of work, one day in school,
Surely boring math and science, fit for a fool.
I prayed God to grant me a wish
He sent a genie with a swish.
With very little hair, short and stout,
Wearing a yellow shirt, like a scout.
God granted me this wish under one condition,
The genie must never be jobless in any situation.
Failing which my head would burst into ten piece.
Thinking of my homework, I was at peace.
In a soft voice, the genie said, “Give me your command”
Complete all my homework was my only demand.
I thought him to be a dork,
But it completed all my home work
Within a second.
To my fates end
Again it asked for a command, what could be said,
If I don’t say any, I would be dead.
Then I handed him a broom
And asked it to clean my room.
As cleaning my room is a difficult task,
I thought I would sit and bask.
But to my great surprise,
It cleaned my room before I could blink my eyes.
I didn’t know what to say next,
If I don’t say my head would be a bust.
Thinking, I went near the window sill,
Where I found a dog, whose tail was never still.
Then looking at my genie, feeling very pale
I asked him to straighten the dog’s tail.
The genie went and tried
To straighten the dog’s tail, but he failed.
The genie tried in shine and rain,
But the tail would bend back without any pain.
Being successful in my command,
At the thought of having saved my head.
I felt water splashing on my face,
Then I got up from the daze.
Neither dog nor genie
Homework still to be done by me.
But when my dream comes true
What would I do?
poem by Meenakshi Hariharan
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A Poem About The Rotten Self
it is
a law that every
human being
accepts
as is: it is always the soft side that is hidden
sort of
Achilles's heel since we do not want to be
destroyed in an instant
it is the hard side that is always shown
a carapace
an armor of the body
a steel polo shirt
a pair of pants made of platinum
a bronze heart
a brain full of lead
tin hands
iron feet
the soft side is left like a fruit that you have forgotten
inside the
cabinet because of your selfishness
that inability to accept that all things are meant to be given
away
one day
you will find all the pulp consumed by the ants
have hope get the remaining seed with dried fiber like hair
on all over its body
take it and sow it
today.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Passenger Side
Hey, wake up, your eyes weren't open wide
For the last couple of miles you've been swerving from side to side
You're gonna make me spill my beer,
If you don't learn how to steer
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
Roll another number for the road
You're the only sober person I know
Won't you let me make you a deal,
Just get behind the wheel
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
Should've been the driver, could've been the one
I should've been your lover, but I hadn't seen...
Can you take me to the store, then the bank?
I've got five dollars we can put in the tank
I've got a court date coming this June
I'll be driving soon
Passenger side, passenger side,
I don't like riding on the passenger side
I don't like riding on the passenger side
song performed by by Wilco
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Freaks On This Side
Freaks on this side, the freaks on this side {x8}
When u cant find the reason 4 the smoke
Theres probably water in the fire
When everything u know aint enough 2 float your boat
And ure lookin 4 somethin thatll take u higher
Chorus:
U got 2 get down (freaks on this side, the freaks on this side)
2 a brand new sound (freaks on this side, the freaks on this side)
In the water ull drown (freaks on this side, the freaks on this
Side)
But the lost is found (freaks on this side, the freaks on this side)
Come on, baby
When confusion tries 2 tear your world apart
And the demons fight 4 power
Thats the time u got 2 listen 2 your heart
No one knows the final hour
Chorus
When u see an illusion everywhere u look
When u know the process of creation
When u understand everything in every book
Congratulations - ure in the new power generation!
(freaks on this side, the freaks on this side) {x4}
The freaks on this side! {x3}
When everybody calls the truth by a different name
And the indifference between us still remains
God is love, love is God - simple and plain
Party in this way, theres so much more 2 gain
(freaks on this side, the freaks on this side) {repeat 2 end}
(get on down, down, down, down, down)
Freaks on this side
We drownin (get on down, down, down, down, down)
Yeah, yeah
U got 2 get down
(u got 2 get down) {x2}
Its new power generation
And ure groovin 2 another jam of the year
Think it aint when it is
And we be drownin
Glug, glug like a mug
Looka here - freak on this side
The freaks on this side
Looka here - on this side
On this side
The freaks on u got it on this side
song performed by by Prince
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Green
Sometime ago we broke up for no reason I know
Why do I have this feeling youre still in control
Im confused like Im used to whenever Im in trouble again
But this time I have to grow up and learn to decide
The grass is greener on your side
It was always greener on your side
It will always be greener on your side
Im way too nervous to be patient right now
Why do I have this feeling Im not in control
The price that I pay for in my almost obsessive devotion you see
Is much higher than I would ever expect it to be
The grass is greener on your side
It was always greener on your side
It will always be greener on your side
It will always be greener on your side x5
The grass is greener on your side
It was always greener on your side
It will always be greener on your side
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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Is it Dark on the Other Side
What lies on the other side of death?
What happens at the last breath?
How will I feel inside?
When I take a look at life from the outside?
In life there is no place to hide,
No need to step aside,
Don't wanna have too much pride!
It is along life's truth that we must glide!
Is it dark on the other side?
Are we all gonna be fried?
No way, I say,
No need to be afraid!
When you feel it is time to rest,
Lay your head on love's breast,
And when you reach the other side,
You will see that I've not lied,
Life is love's game,
So don't be tame,
Set your hearts aflame,
No one but yourself to blame!
The Light shines bright next to the dark,
Within all life lies the spark,
Of eternal life and love,
Just wait until you see the Dove!
26 June 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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The Voice Of Love
Scanning the land,
With her soft and alert eyes;
Searching for the 'clawed' ones
Whose thought alone chilled her spine,
With a thorough look at every side
Only after the last vestige of doubt had died;
She called him just like her mother used to,
In her soft and alert voice,
' Come my son, come....'
Protecting him from the unseen danger,
She could not risk being scared;
Because with every step she took she knew,
History would shout 'encore',
For the day when her mother made her run,
But never met her at home,
And all that she remembered of her,
Was her soft and alert voice,
' Run my daughter, run....'
She eyed her son to be sure,
But quickly focused away,
To the silent movements in the land,
To the visible unseen danger;
They were far, she could escape,
But her son was weak and slow,
And in a hurry she called to him,
In her soft and alert voice,
' Quick my son, quick....'
Faster than a bullet, swifter than the wind,
She could run and she knew that well,
But the thing she knew well the most,
Her son was weak and slow,
She had to protect him now,
He deserved no pain, was all she knew.
She turned around and fought her death,
She knew no pain, her son was safe,
And all she said while drifting to sleep,
Was in her soft and alert voice,
' Run my son, run....'
poem by Kanishk Gupta
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Lie Still
How simple it is for some to lie still
and close their ears for they've lost the will
to object or reject
any unconscionable act.
Much easier to take the blue pill.
For the red pill will alert you. Don't want that
for your ears will hear and know where you're at.
You're in a place where fools
make all the rules
and turn up the thermostat.
It burns up your brain
and has you remain
at the mercy of their will.
Much easier to take the blue pill.
It's much easier to just lie still.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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