To Take The Place
To take his place you are against him,
Three more rushed to take his muscle,
His hands were on his head and they were big,
His hands shook like feathers and more.
Many escaped and exposed their face,
Like a captain stepping closer.
Because that’s the name of science,
As if an old woman snarls and purses her mouth
From an awe or thought, an action.
All we had was more knowledge,
Kicking its madness and skimming the pages
Of thought.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Closer They Get to Madness
The closer they get to madness,
The more they realize they are not alone.
The more common they become,
To those they thought lazy and dumb.
Now they find themselves...
Displaced and disgraced,
Like everyone else.
How sudden can a kindredness get?
How quick can those who 'had'
Find themselves among those
They chose once to disrespect.
The closer they get to madness,
They will receive the full affect!
Closer and closer to rub shoulders...
With an acceptance and much regret!
The closer they get to madness,
A perfected lifestyle behind them is left!
The closer and closer...
And closer,
They get!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Exploring My Thoughts
upon itself the thought
reflects
upon a thought
like an image in a mirror
my face looks upon
itself and my hands touch
my hands
upon itself the self
breathes and catches life
to itself
there is life and there is motion
there is this emptiness
that looks upon a sky
down upon itself
like a cup still dreaming
of the rain
there is this air that moves
in space
like an infusion of breath
upon your mouth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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upon itself the thought
reflects
upon a thought
like an image in a mirror
my face looks upon
itself and my hands touch
my hands
upon itself the self
breathes and catches life
to itself
there is life and there is motion
there is this emptiness
that looks upon a sky
down upon itself
like a cup still dreaming
of the rain
there is this air that moves
in space
like an infusion of breath
upon your mouth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Upon Your Thoughts
upon itself the thought
reflects
upon a thought
like an image in a mirror
my face looks upon
itself and my hands touch
my hands
upon itself the self
breathes and catches life
to itself
there is life and there is motion
there is this emptiness
that looks upon a sky
down upon itself
like a cup still dreaming
of the rain
there is this air that moves
in space
like an infusion of breath
upon your mouth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stepping Stones
Baby youve been up, broken down
Every man knows your name in this whole damn town
In every bar they know your drink, what should I think
I turned around to look and you gave some dude a wink
I thought Id be happy with a woman like you,
But you walked on my pride and my manhood too
I dont know too much but one thing I know
A man stuck on you is like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
What you forgot to mention, what was your real intention
Did you want a man to love, or someone to prop and carry you up
To a higher status, but the matter of fact is, your detachment
Will bring you further down and now youre all used up
Dont bother coming round
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Well, I remember back to waht you put me thru
I keep thinking to myself
Whats wrong with you
Aint it enough to have a man for a lover and a friend
Tear him up and leave him when the moneys spent
Well, youre just like delilah sittin in her den
You take the strongest man and break em down again
But I have gained some knowledge
Go on pack your things and move back to college
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
Because you keep using me like a stepping stone
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Lio
Lio they say you havent made it
Until you got that favor
I cant help it hurts me
The pen cuts like a razor
Too bad if they kick you in the face
They draw blood you can put in your pen
And you write again
Oh what a disappointment, lio
I thought that you would go the distance, my-o
Anticipation was a little, high-o
You were low, low, low, low, lio
Symbols spread across the pages
I play electric wires
Ive got rhythms in my head
And irons in the fires
It dont hurt the process
But they did leave a scar on the face of the fighter
Wholl fight again
Oh what a disappointment, lio
I thought that you would go the distance, my-o
Anticipation was a little high-o
You were low, low, low, low, lio
My world, which lives inside of my head
No where else but my head
And Im the one who puts the limitations on it
They said you belong in this line over here
No thanks, Im not that weak
And the music will speak again
Oh what a disappointment, lio
I thought that you would go the distance, my-o
Anticipation was a little high-o
You were low, low, low, low, lio
You were low, low, low, low, lio
You were low, low, low, low
Humans walking around in cages
We build with our own hands
Looking for the turning point
That waits outside
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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A Woman & A Man
I took a walk today
To where the ocean meets the sky
I thought about the way
They always say love never dies
And as the sun went down
I saw a lovers silhouette
A woman and a man
In a dance I envied them
I thought of you
I loved you so
I dont know why
I let you go
A woman and a man
A love so close
Walk hand in hand
While Im alone
A woman and a man
A love embrace
He turned his head
I saw his face
Could it be you
Yes, it was you
A woman and a man
I had to turn away
I hoped you wouldnt see me there
I thought about the way
You used to say I didnt care
And as you walked on by
I pulled my scarf across my face
And I began to cry
For all the love Id thrown away
But there you were
Like in a dream
You were with her
And not with me
A woman and a man
A love so close
Walk hand in hand
While Im alone
A woman and a man
A love embrace
He turned his head
I saw his face
Could it be you
Yes, it was you
A woman and a man
A woman and a man
A woman and a man
A woman and a man
We were so close. baby
Guess you never know
Just how precious love is
til youve had it and held it
And let it go
A woman and a man
A love so close
Walk hand in hand
While Im alone
A woman and a man
A love embrace
He turned his head
I saw his face
Could it be you
Yes, it was you
A woman and a man
A woman and a man
A woman and a man
A woman and a man
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Escaping From Your Hands.....
i have escaped from being
one of those marionettes
and so i proclaim that
i
do not need much
i
have enough
of me
and you
and i do not wish to prolong
our
agonies
in the luxuries that have numbed
us into
wood and tin cans
and
scarecrows
i have finally escaped from your hands
slipping like
mud
and with my own hands i sculpt
a face
that you will never love.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mr Paddy's Capers.
Just when she thought
She'd found a place alone
To read her book, Mr Paddy
poked his nose between
Her and the open book, so
That pages are blanked out
By his huge head. Mr Paddy
Go off and annoy another,
She said, but he stood there
Determined to be where he
Was, between her and the
Brown covered book, held
Out in her small hands. Oh
Mr Paddy I cannot see the
Pages. Please go off and run
In the garden or in the kitchen
And steal a bone, she said. But
He wouldn't leave her alone,
He pushed his head against her
Young girl body, his damp nose
Dampening her wrist and her
White dress with blue sash, and
Dribble from his lips was wetting
The pages. Mr Paddy please let
Me be, I'm trying to read can't
You see? Mr Paddy's brown eyes
Scanned the pages, nothing there
But scribbled lines upon white paper,
And still he stood wet mouthed with
Big brown eyes and his silly old caper.
poem by Terry Collett
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Always a woman
Late at night when I tuck them tight
I am a mother
Morning breaks and I have eggs to bake
I am a nurturer
But always with me the thought
I am a woman
Suit, heals and briefcase
I am a lawyer
Lace, stockings and champagne
I am a lover
But always with me the thought
I am a woman
Tears and stories of regret
I am a friend
Teachings and homework
I am a mentor
But always with me the thought
I am a woman
Apron and dinner to make
I am a cook
Stolen cookies and milk
I am an accomplice
But always with me the thought
I am a woman
Alone at last with chocolate to indulge
I am me
Pages of a book to entice
I am me
All roles rolled into one
But … always a woman
poem by Jenna Wolf
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I Shall Have These Hands That Shall Write About Hands....
must have i forgotten
from where all these come?
ah, i have read about your hands
and now i shall have to mind about mine
once i had these hands
whose name is
work and struggle and
sacrifice
they lifted rocks
outlined by Sisyphus
and roll them from
atop the hill
and put them again there
in senseless
labor
when i got reason
my hands began to think
as though they have brains
under their nails
these hands begin the
questions
grapple for answers
and got
no satisfaction
they dabble in poetry
trembling and tense and
looking for
a compromise for some
fetish
must have i forgotten from where
these hands come?
someone says these hands are from
the hands of God
whose hands hand what we do not have
in hand yet
these hands did what was wrong then
and covered the face of the
penitent and the remorseful
these hands that slap a face that
triggered a gunfire
that lay upon the hardened breasts
and held breaths
these hands that write now for you
face upside down not asking for anything in return
these hands that speak for you
as you turn your head for someone else.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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3 C.04 Thought And Action
From birth we clearly see,
We act then think clearly,
From birth immersed in action be,
Then through though guide it fitfully. [1]
Thought without action no result be,
Action without thought nothing be,
Thought and action should together be,
Best interpreters of thought - action be. [2]
poem by Munnan Misra
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Kilroy Was Here
Theres a fellow roaming round the street
I think most of all Id like to meet
I must consider him a clever lad
Making like a young sir galahad
Everywhere I go I think hes been
He autographs the walls around the scene
If you look hard enough youll find him there
In rooms of public places everywhere
Kilroy was here
Left his name around the place
Kilroy was here
Thought Ive never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends
I found I had time on my hands to spare
Surveyed my telescope around the land
And saw his name imprinted in the sand
Kilroy was here
Left his name around the place
Kilroy was here
Thought Ive never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends
I found I had time on my hands to spare
Surveyed my telescope around the land
And saw his name imprinted in the sand
I wonder could he be a cavalier
Or a roving musketeer
Or just a dustman whos insane
Everyplace regardless where or when
.... strikes again and again and again
If I ever meet that man at all
Ill hang a plague upon my bedroom wall
A monument erected in his name
Would help to contribute his name
Kilroy was here
Left his name around the place
Kilroy was here
Thought Ive never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends
I found I had time on my hands to spare
Surveyed my telescope around the land
And saw his name imprinted in the sand
Kilroy was here
Though Ive never seen his face
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Did I Really See That?
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
Sleeping on my side of the bed?
Am I replaced?
So quick?
I thought we were going to talk
About it
Try to work it out
I cancelled all my plans
In a manner to surprise you
I didn't like the way things went
The other day
And now I get home
To find this?
A woman on our bed
Wearing my gown with ma woman on ma side of da bed
Am I replaced?
Just like that?
I thought what we had meant
Something to you
I thought we had a connection
I thought fate had brought us
Together
I thought our future
Was written somewhere
In heaven
Most of all I thought the feeling
Was mutual
For 5years I was relaxed
Thinking I'm in the right place
Where my soul belongs
Wasn't looking
Wasn't searching
Was content
And now I find
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
On my side of the bed
Am I replaced?
Already!
I had always been loyal
You cheated more than I could remember
And I kept forgiving n forgetting
I kept loving you like you
Never wronged me
I Kept on trusting you
but to you all that was just a blur
I bet you thought I was fool
I bet you thought I'd never leave you
I bet you thought you were ma life
That's why you cheated
That's why you lied
That's why now I find
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
On my side of the bed
Am I replaced?
I know you are
I have ran out of tears
I cried for so long*difedile*
I have ran out of Forgiveness
I forgiven you more than the
Bibble Says I should
I have ran out of space for you
The place I used to keep you is shuttered
And I have ran out of love for you
What I thought was mine
Is now ours
What I thought I owned
It turned out
We own
What I thought was true to me
It was all a lie
A woman on our bed
Wearing my gown
With my woman
On my side of the bed
She can stay
I'll leave..
poem by Diopelo King
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On The Street
I saw you walking down the street with him
You know I almost couldve died
I didnt know you had a second friend
I never thought you woulda lied
I guess somebody else has knocked upon your door
See somebody elses socks lying on your floor
And I saw you on street with him
You know I almost coulda died
I never said that I was all that choice
I never said I was a dream
I didnt think youd pull that second voice
It seems a little too cheap
I see somebody elses smile cut across your face
I see somebody else has taken you some other place
Yeah I saw you on the street with him
You know I really coulda died
I didnt know you had another man, I didnt know,
I thought I was in
I didnt know you had another plan, I didnt know
I thought I was in on the action
I thought I was ace in the hole
But I guess I was wrong
I see somebody elses smile cut across your face
I see somebody else has taken you some other place
Yeah I saw you on the street with him
You know I really coulda died
I didnt know you had another man, I didnt know,
I thought I was in
I didnt know you had another plan, I didnt know
I thought I was in on the action
I thought I was ace in the hole
But I guess I was wrong
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Highly Inflammable
Highly inflammable
Waiting to explode
Neurotic tensions
Risen overflowed
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
Influenced by the fashion pages
Influenced by other's phrases
It ain't hip if you are retro
You're a pseudo quasi intellectual
Supreme equality
We used to compete
The right to decide
Is denied to the sheep
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Highly Inflammable
Highly inflammable
Waiting to explode
Neurotic tensions
Risen overflowed
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
Influenced by the fashion pages
Influenced by other's phrases
It ain't hip if you are retro
You're a pseudo quasi intellectual
Supreme equality
We used to compete
The right to decide
Is denied to the sheep
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Cry Freedom
How can I turn away
Brother/sister go dancing
Through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place
To place your better days
Cry freedom, cry
From a crowd 10,000 wide
Hope laid upon hope
That this crowd will not subside
Let this flag burn to dust
And a new a fair design be raised
While we wait head in hands,
Hands in prayer
And fall into a dreamless sleep again
And we wave our hands
Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us
All slip away
There was a window and by it stood
A mirror in which
He could see himself
He thought of something
Something he had never had but
Hoped would come along
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside
Where we are all confined
While we wave hands in fire
Wave our hands
Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us,
Slip away
In this room stood a little child
And in this room this little child
She would remain
Until someone might decide
To dance this little child
Across this hall
Into a cold, dark, space
Where she might never trace her
Way across this crooked mile
Across this crooked page
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside where
We are all confined
Till we wave our hands
How can I turn away
Brother/sister go dancing
Through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place
To place your better days
Hands and feet are all alike but gold between divide us hands and feet are all alike but fear between divide us hands and feet are all alike hear what I say hear what I say oh, so be it
How can I turn away brother/sister go dancing through my head human as to human the future is no place to place your better days
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Ashers To Ashes
I want them to know its me
Its on my head
Ill point the finger at me
Its on my head
Give it all to you, then Ill be closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Ill see you
I will let you shout no more
Its on my head (its on my head)
Ill pick you up from the floor
Its on my head (its on my head)
Ill let you even the score
Its on my head (its on my head)
Give it all to you, then Ill be closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the eyes of the mountain
Ill see you
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the eyes of the mountain
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
She loves me not
song performed by by Faith No More
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Colder
He was six foot four, and forty-six
and even colder than he thought he was
James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks
Not that I cared about the other woman.
Those perfumed breasts with hearts
of pure rock salt.
Lot's wives-
all of them.
I didn't care
if they fondled him at parties,
eased him in at home
between a husband & a child,
sucked him dry
with vacuum cleaner kisses.
It was the coldness that I minded,
though he's warned me.
"I'm cold," He said- (as if that helped any).
But he was colder
than he thought he was.
Cold sex.
A woman has to die
& be exhumed
four times a week
to know the meaning of it.
His hips are razors
his pelvic bones are knives,
even his elbows could cut butter.
Cold flows from his mouth
like a cloud of carbon dioxide.
Hie penis is pure dry ice
which turns to smoke.
His face hands over my face-
An ice carving.
One of these days
he'll shatter
or
he'll melt.
poem by Erica Jong
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