Feel The Pinch
From time to time in plain clothes
a man who goes everywhere in a placid mood
for his living.
Still he could not find a pinnacle.
His wallet has a disease called ' perishable'.
Only coins remain and the currency notes evaporate.
The breadwinner; a rolling stone
will never gather moss
and who destined to be a loner
in his lifetime.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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To Gather Moss And More Of Moss
to gather moss
be a stone
to gather more moss
be a very still stone
be a stone still till the end
of time
you stand still and think
you want to be the moss
rather than a stone
to be all moss
you must betray the stillness
of stone
you must even forget
the importance of
what a moss can be
then you think some more
to be completely this moss
you need to be friendly
to the water and to the river
then you decide to be the water
instead of the moss
to be more than the water
you wish instead to become the river
and so you flow and learn the rush
and become the running river
until what you want really
is just to flow
to rush and run and then
you become nothing
but the motion itself
until you are lost
and then
you become what you are now
lost but real
always flowing, rushing, running
where nobody owns you
not even the river
or the stones or the moss
you have become
this running, this flowing, this being
so real so free
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Where I find a treasure-trove?
A Dollar coin stuck in my sticky wallet
And I salute the face that engraved on the coin,
The sixth President of the United States of America
Mr.John.Quincy.Adams who resembles my benevolent maternal grandpa.
I would like to Scratch a lottery to build up my treasury
But I am scared that I'll loose the coin which guards my magical wallet(notes fly & coins remain) since a long time.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The moss that loves the stone
It is the moss that loves the stone
Most. No matter what or when, the
Moss somehow manages to stay
Even without a why, they say.
But the moss keeps on sticking
To the body of the stone that
Keeps its nonminding stiffness.
It is cold, it is hard, it is unfeeling
At all. It is the moss that keeps its
Love. It sticks with it, rain or shine.
It rolls with it. It stays with it even
In the desert, even it if means its
Own death. It is the moss that sticks
To the stone. It is its true lover.
In the river, the water has ordered
The moss to leave. It ordered the stone
To crush it. The moss cannot be
Removed. It covered the stone.
It is loving it whole.The stone has
Become the moss, and the stone
Is gone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Most Beautiful
a hand bag as big as a brief case,
have compartments, but not arranged,
stuffed stuffs are many,
lip sticks, mascara, eye liner,
powder and creams to smooth the surface,
peeler, scrubber and the polisher,
scissors, clips and gloss.
perfect hair and branded dress.
a wallet with few credit cards,
a zipper for coins and currency notes,
come out as they are,
who are the most beautiful people,
in the world?
Women or Men?
I say Men are the most beautiful people,
because they do not need make up.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Here Comes Life
the rolling stone
sliding past
following us
the rolling stone
now ahead of us
here comes life
and there it is gone
we are still the moss
catching no stone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thanks To The Rolling Sea
(words & music by batchelor - roberts)
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Fish on the table and fish on the fire, fried fish hanging on the tree
Everything here that your heart desires, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea
Living is good and living is fine, were happy as can be
We owe all this to the salty brine, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea
We work all day but our hearts are gay, and while we work we sing
The mighty sea is good to us and weve got everything
Abalone steaks and tuna fish cakes, taste so heavenly
We know who we owe it to, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Once In A Lifetime (feat. Human Nature)
ONCE IN A LIFETIME
Kenny Loggins and Human Nature
Runaway Bride
Something about you
Oh, could it be I finally found
My destiny
Now here you are
Within my reach
How did I miss you? (how did I miss you)
When you were out there all the time
It took this moment
To make me realize...
Once in a Lifetime
You find your reason for living
You find the one that makes your every dream
Come true
(Find the one that makes your dreams...)
Oh I could search the world forever
But no one else could do
Cause once in a lifetime
You find someone like you
Ahh..
Once in a lifetime, ohh
I've waited for so long (so long)
Makin this can't nothin be but a lie
Cause all about
Standing by wind, oohh
Alone in the crowd, oh oh oh
I went through the motion (went through the motion)
Then out of heaven you arrived
Whatever was wrong
Suddenly is right
Cause once in a lifetime
You find the reason for living
You find the one who makes your every dream
Come true
(Find the one who makes your dream...)
No, I could search the world forever
And no one else would do
Cause once in a lifetime
You find someone like you
(Find someone like you...)
Hearts that wait for love can grow so weary
(Don't you know... a heart can grow?)
But it doesn't matter anymore
When you find the one you've waited for...
You find your reason for living
You find the one that makes your every dream come ... oh you make it come true
Oh you could search the world forever
But no one else would do
Cause once in a lifetime
You find someone like you.....
Cause once in a lifetime
You find someone.....
Someone like you......
(Ahhh...)
Whoaaa......................
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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And The Money Kept Rolling In (And Out)
Che: And the money kept rolling in from every side
Eva's pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling in you don't ask how
Think of all the people guaranteed a good time now
Eva's called the hungry to her open up the doors
Never been a fund like the Foundation Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on in rolling on in rolling on in rolling on in on in
Would you like to try a college education
Own your landlord's house take the family on vacation
Eva and her blessed fund can make your dreams come true
Here's all you have to do my friends
Write your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticket
Throw it high into the air and should our lady pick it
She will change your way of life for a week or even two
Name me anyone who cares as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
And the money kept rolling out in all directions
To the poor to the weak to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
Eva
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling rolling rolling
Rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out rolling on out on out
song performed by by Madonna from Evita Soundtrack (Part 2)
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Get Out Of This Town
Edwin McCain
Get Out Of This Town
Im rolling thunder with the top down
Its time to get out, get out, get out
Crescent City high-life
Dancing with the devils wife
Just like some voodoo dream
Living on 4th and Magazine
A black rose and a chicken bone
I dont know if Ill make it home
Another night at Snake and Jakes
Just a little more than I can take
Its time to get out of this town
Theres no more fun to be found
Im rolling thunder with the top down
Its time to get out, get out, get out
Its time to get out of this town
Theres no more fun to be found
Im rolling thunder with the top down
Its time to get out, get out, get out
Lear jets and limousines
Found my way to the Vegas scene
Hit hard on a sixteen
The pit boss is getting mean
Just waiting on my car
Rolling like the Junkyard
Three days and some big scars
That's what it takes to be a rock star
Its time to get out of this town
Theres no more fun to be found
Im rolling thunder with the top down
Its time to get out, get out, get out
It's time to get out of this town
There's no more fun to be found
I'm rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out
I'm falling down
I'm falling down
Its time to get out of this town
Theres no more fun to be found
Im rolling thunder with the top down
It's time to get out, get out, get out
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Travel and society polish one, but a rolling stone gathers no moss, and a little moss is a good thing on a man.
quote by John Burroughs
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Words are the coins making up the currency of sentences, and there are always too many small coins.
quote by Jules Renard
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High Fives
High fives truly night jive
Living in the night time
Soul man golden old man
Weathering the time sands
This whole rhythm gives me what I need
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime goes by
White lines fooling my kind
Living for the night time
Hold hands home in old land
Weathering the time sands
This whole rhythm gives me what I need
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime
Praying hard as your lifetime goes by
Goes by
song performed by by Simply Red
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For Richmond's Garden Wall
WHEN Thomas set this tablet here,
Time laughed at the vain chanticleer;
And ere the moss had dimmed the stone,
Time had defaced that garrison.
Now I in turn keep watch and ward
In my red house, in my walled yard
Of sunflowers, sitting here at ease
With friends and my bright canvases.
But hark, and you may hear quite plain
Time's chuckled laughter in the lane.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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The Centenarian
Great Grandfather was ninety-nine
And so it was our one dread,
That though his health was superfine
He'd fail to make the hundred.
Though he was not a rolling stone
No moss he seemed to gather:
A patriarch of brawn and bone
Was Great Grandfather.
He should have been senile and frail
Instead of hale and hearty;
But no, he loved a mug of ale,
A boisterous old party.
'As frisky as a cold,' said he,
'A man's allotted span
I've lived but now I plan to be
A Centenarian.'
Then one night when I called on him
Oh what a change I saw!
His head was bowed, his eye was dim,
Down-fallen was his jaw.
Said he: 'Leave me to die, I pray;
I'm no more bloody use . . .
For in my mouth I found today--
A tooth that's loose.'
poem by Robert William Service
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And the trajectory that our debt is taking now beyond $14 trillion is going to have an impact on our currency. It goes south, and our currency's going to have an impact on our standard of living and affect every family in this country, and over time, our international competitiveness.
quote by Jon Huntsman, Jr.
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Reflection 0.2
when you arrive here
there is no stone not a single stone
there is no moss not a single hair of a green moss
then there was the pain of waiting
time is always delaying its coming
trains stopped and cars are having flat tires
but you are faithful you keep on waiting you entertain promises
like dear memories or dreams or wishes that come true somehow
and you waited for so long
now this place is filled with stones and moss grow in each body of the stone
the waters spread their territories and land is emaciated
and the house is covered with water and the roof is gone
and there is nobody here anymore and it is only i who remember you and
i tell them about you and they do not believe me
and i feel like i am a ship that just sunk.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Inner Cry
The day started with a smile and I thought it will remain forever
but nothing is certain in this life.
I saw in the mirror my hair turns gray, a front tooth loosened
which cannot grip anything.
Hearing too very weak and doctor prescribed me glasses for catract.
Oh! it's really funny now I see things better than earlier.
Everybody has changed and they all are running behind something
but nobody knows their goal.
new currency notes and coins twinkling like stars
and the banks open day & night to secure them.
Those who doesn't have accounts waiting for what?
They too feel hungry and run here and there
even not knowing their blood group.
paper says the petrol price has increased again
and it doesn't make any difference to me
as I walk all the time.
Today the topic is our children, already grown ups, married and settled down in overseas.
we are waiting for what?
at least to see them once before we die,
but they grumble always
no leisure time to visit us.
banks open day & night; people rush
what is this unnecessary stress?
Myself and wife both of us waiting hand-in-hand
looking to the infinity with a smile and inner cry
for a better world without any barriers and boundaries; if little more Oxygen.?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Human Resources Bank & the Life's gamble?
The smoldering Man,
He felt its smoothness
When he touched
The new big currency note!
And the sadness
When it's changed into
dirty small notes?
O the annoying!
Harsh bitterness
while swallowing
the rough coins
at hard times?
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A rolling stone gathers no moss.
quote by Publilius Syrus
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Loser Girl
Sat alone in a corner,
Not quite being anyone,
Watching from the shadows,
Hidden from the sun,
The time crawling past,
As her lips stay tightly closed,
For fear that if she speaks,
Her opinions will be opposed,
She's just the loser girl,
The loner girl,
Who never says her part,
The loser girl,
The loner girl,
The girl with a broken heart,
No one approaches her,
She just doesn't fit,
The spark in her is gone,
The candle that won't be lit,
Things happened long ago,
That she'll never forgive,
Someone broke her apart,
Now she's terrified to live,
She's just the loser girl,
The loner girl,
Who never says her part,
The loser girl,
The loner girl,
The girl with a broken heart,
I'm just the loser girl,
The loner girl,
Who never says her part,
I'm the the loser girl,
The loner girl,
I'm the girl with a broken heart...
This song is for the girls who pushed away and now I'm fast becoming the loser girl. Thanks a lot. I'll never be the same again.
poem by Amber Millar
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