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Death Star

Like all temporal musings,
a gyratory wind
on a ponderous vacuum -
the shrilling symphony that whets
the dislimned filigree
donned upon my elusive stars
fulminates from holding the floodgates
and when it succumbed
to its ghastly call
and basked in
fire and ice
its soul is devoured
now a death star
tight-roping with empty words
and vacant eyes.

poem by Norman Santos
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Broken Constellations

Days stretched
but its light kept waning
until the pallor is the same
with a dead star's flame -
a prostrate miasma
of saudade iridescence
that only divulges
in beleaguered musings
and I wonder
if I am the only one
who can see its gossamer fractions
and the only one inveigled
by its fecundated vacuum

Somewhere,
in this prostrate flummox
of a fulminating constellation
our eyes opened
into different horizons

Your furtive vision
basked in the quiescence
of star-spangled oceans
measuring its depth
and usurping the reflection
and the resplendence of this
emporium of modest afflictions
stifles the echolalia
of a quasar's scream

I remain suspended
steadfast to my ponderous insularity
played by godly tethers
of delinquent abandons
stifling with frantic inflections
as the doors of the galaxies
revolved in a riveted motion
and in this eternal frame
of constant recuperation
from constant withering
you are ubiquitous amongst
the broken constellations

The universe wouldn't halt
for our subtle rupture
but the fusillade rages on
while you resigned into your aurora
and a bereavement ailed
cicatrizing with the superfluity
of my blackholes' etudes.

poem by Norman Santos
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Fugue 2 / Song Of Daedalus

Call me cool as january
I walk like the breeze
And wear the world like filigree
Call me too large for life
Thats only sticks and stones
Im standing so tall
It seems that Ive grown
Call me irresponsible
Your rules of the game
Are only clouds to float above
Call me, lets do lunch
When I get time for girls
Im working on things
To astonish the world
Call me weird and laugh at me
I tell you its true
Ive found a cure for gravity
Call me mad as march
High as in hogmanay
Just watch me and weep
Im out of this maze
See the wings made of feathers, of wax and of thread
See me soar high above all the quick and the dead
Call me now
Call me stars and moon and plough
Call me lord, call me sire
Call me earth and wind and fire
Call me judge, call me shah
Call me king, call me tsar
Call me god

song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Fugue 2 / Song Of Daedalus (feat. Violin: Nadja Salerno-Sonnenberg)

[Solo Violin - Nadja Salerno-Sonnenberg
Vocal - Joe Jackson]
Call me cool as January
I walk like the breeze
And wear the world like filigree
Call me too large for life
That's only sticks and stones
I'm standing so tall
It seems that I've grown
Call me irresponsible
Your rules of the game
Are only clouds to float above
Call me, let's do lunch
When I get time for girls
I'm working on things
To astonish the world
Call me weird and laugh at me
I tell you it's true
I've found a cure for gravity
Call me mad as March
High as in Hogmanay
Just watch me and weep
I'm out of this maze
See the wings made of feathers,
of wax and of thread
See me soar high above
all the quick and the dead
Call me now
Call me Stars and Moon and Plough
Call me Lord, call me Sire
Call me Earth and Wind and Fire
Call me Judge, call me Shah
Call me King, call me Tsar
Call me God

song performed by by Joe Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Desperate Heart

One night, one empty room, one man gettin over you
One star, one lonely moon, I make a wish, I know will never come true
You call my name, and you beg me to hold you again
But the truth remains, Im only a fool who cant help but pretend
Chorus:
Its all over but Im holding on, I cant let go until the love is gone
Its all over but I keep holding on with a desperate heart
With my desperate heart
Some nights, I try in my mind, I see myself learning someone new
Still I know, Im wasting my time, no one can take the place of you
So I close my eyes, I swear I feel you here by my side
But its all only a lie, I need to believe for my heart to survive
Its all over but Im holding on, I cant let go until the love is gone
Its all over but I keep holding on with a desperate heart
With my desperate heart, I keep holding on
(guitar solo)
All this time Ive been drowning in hopeless illusions Im keeping inside
That someday youll walk out of the shadows and back into my life
Its all over but Im holding on, I cant believe your love for me is gone
Its all over but I keep holding on (with a desperate heart)
Yeah with my desperate heart, I cant let go until the love is gone
(all over but Im holding on) I keep holding on
(all over but Im holding on) I cant believe your love for me is gone
(all over but I keep holding on)
(all over but Im holding on)
(all over but I keep holding on)...

song performed by by Starship
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Till We Cease

i'll take the plunge
before you
let us meet death as one
together
walking alone together forever
take my hand
as you took my heart
death steals my pulse
as you stole my heart
past the first time, to the wedding band
death cant break our hands apart

i know it in the flecks of your eyes
even if we die
our hearts wont die
a single solitude together
we walk together
alone and consumed in death
forever
promise you wont ever
let my hand
my heart
go

the fire in you soul
lights our way
hoping its a blackhold
just think....
lost forever
together
with my love
catch the blood flow
in the heart
the beat of my heart
in sync with the beat of our steps
maybe well stop to rest
make me yours
make you mine
you inside me, inside this night
and at the end
of forever
hold my hand tight
dont let go
till we cease to breath this dank death
you had my life, and now the rest

with your eyes holding my eyes
our eyes a firelight
of passion
torches burning to the soul
my guide through a blackhole
my hand and yours melted so tight
making eachother ours in this night
firelight your eyes
the love that never dies

poem by Kathryn Garner
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Infirmity

In purest song one plays the constant fool
As changes shimmer in the inner eye.
I stare and stare into a deepening pool
And tell myself my image cannot die.
I love myself: that’s my one constancy.
Oh, to be something else, yet still to be!

Sweet Christ, rejoice in my infirmity;
There’s little left I care to call my own.
Today they drained the fluid from a knee
And pumped a shoulder full of cortisone;
Thus I conform to my divinity
By dying inward, like an aging tree.

The instant ages on the living eye;
Light on its rounds, a pure extreme of light
Breaks on me as my meager flesh breaks down—
The soul delights in that extremity.
Blessed the meek; they shall inherit wrath;
I’m son and father of my only death.

A mind too active is no mind at all;
The deep eye sees the shimmer on the stone;
The eternal seeks, and finds, the temporal,
The change from dark to light of the slow moon,
Dead to myself, and all I hold most dear,
I move beyond the reach of wind and fire.

Deep in the greens of summer sing the lives
I’ve come to love. A vireo whets its bill.
The great day balances upon the leaves;
My ears still hear the bird when all is still;
My soul is still my soul, and still the Son,
And knowing this, I am not yet undone.

Things without hands take hands: there is no choice,—
Eternity’s not easily come by.
When opposites come suddenly in place,
I teach my eyes to hear, my ears to see
How body from spirit slowly does unwind
Until we are pure spirit at the end.

poem by Theodore Roethke
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My Miss Beautiful

Beautiful is an underword to describe you,
Oh poor english, give me more words,
Dont envy me you lexicon,
I need words with virtue and weight,
Every lexicon I have opened,
Should I call her marvellous,
Well I am more than marvelling,
Should I call her beautiful,
She is not equal to others,
Since the lexicon cant give me more,
I will call her my miss beautiful

If beauty was a contest,
I bet she is winning,
Her smile, posture and eyes,
In others, I found it not
My miss beautiful,
Holding you in my arms,
Telling you, you are beautiful,
I denounce English,
She refused with words that suit you,
Stars are beautiful,
But you are not my star,
The rainbow is beautiful,
Yet you are not my rainbow,
You are far beyond that,
My miss beautiful

poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Stars have eyes! !

Stars have eyes

Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars full of soul
Look any longer they take control

Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars behold the sight
Look any longer and glide free like a kite

Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars oh what a smile
Look any longer they’ll lite your darkness for a mile

Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars share the love
Look any longer you know it comes from above

Well now you’ve seen the eyes on stars
Shared the beautiful soul amazed by their wonder
Enchanted by the smile
And overwhelmed by the love

But look any longer you will see the pain
The pain on the eyes of stars
Never to be concealed by the rain

The eyes on stars cry
Never to be wiped dry
The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry blood tears
Permanently there reminding of fears

The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry

Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
They cry blood
Stars eyes cry

Stars eyes smile
Stars have eyes
Stars eyes.

Lerato Ladyfair Shuping

poem by Lerato Shuping
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Wind Child Love Embracing

wind child still
I see your joy laughing eyes
wind child still
I see your warm eyes laughing

wind child still
I see your eyes green healing
wind child still
I see an emerald sea your eyes

wind child still
I see your soft dove brown eyes
wind child still
I see your fawn eyes new life running

wind child still
I see your dark black eyes blessing
wind child still
I see your soul dark passion eyes

wind child still
I see your love welcoming eyes
wind child still
I see your smile universe embracing

wind child still
I see your love of God’s creativity spreading
wind child still
I see stars in heaven smile in your soul eyes

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Thank You For The Drink

As you percolated through the sieves
With an impassive watchfulness -
A sentry intoxicated by distress
For a comrade's fluttering sense
I waved my wrist noncommittally
And dragged my panacea wistfully
Dispensing your endeavors futilely
For you, and the rest of my everybody
Is my artillery, my only affinity left
And I will not tarnish you with my disease
I shall keep you unstained and purged
From my awry and foible soliloquy

So fret not for my erratic smiles
For I will soon succumb to your lulls
And wrought not your fist to rubble
Staring daggers at my tormenters
Because my demons are selfishly mine
And my lugubrious suppurations
Will soon decay like everything
Girdled by beauty - these ephemeral things
That slid from my fervent grip;
Haul not a defense for me
For the things that devoured my faith
Are the things that still hold it
Dislimned by the charades
Augmented with this blind harlequinade

With all the lost perchance I've seen
I have learned to subsist inside a bastion
Disembogued of the effluent phantasms
That cloyed the bountiful fingers
Flimsily holding the floodgates inside

This is not my decline to your exhuming
This is I shoving you away from the putrefaction
Skylarking inside the vaults of my shadows
Tis' I veiling a safeguard unto my cards
So when I can gamble once more
I will hold you in my hands
Without the dire need to shuffle

For now, I thank you for the beer,
The inebriation and the nights
Spinning over bottles and smokes
The concatenating links that groped
Hard to haul me out of this mire
And all that was thin to be seen
By the eyes of the treacherous world.

poem by Norman Santos
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Knowing This Taste We Can't Give Up

Whatever we do tonight.
Who's going to say what we do
Is wrong or right
And why should we care?
Or wonder what brought us here...
To share.

And holding each other tight.
Under moonlight and stars above,
No one can take away...
The loving we'll want to make.
Why should we hesitate?

But should I believe what you say?
That there is no one else,
To stand in my way.
From doing what I want to do.
Like I want to do it too to you.

Should I believe what you say?
Should I just kiss your lips,
And close my eyes and mind?
What would I find...
Later?

Should I believe what you say?
That there is no one else,
To stand in my way.
Should I look away and pray?
And be elated anyway?
You're frosting me like a cake baker!

And holding each other tight.
Under moonlight and stars above,
No one can take away...
The loving we'll want to make.
Why should we hesitate?
For a round of doubts to break us.
To separate then meet to make up!
Knowing this taste we can't give up.
We love what we do until we get it done.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Black Comedy

Sweet cunning eyes try to take from me
Youre too young, Im too wise, this is parody
A taste of what you like can be fatal sometimes
Arms that hold you tight but leave you cold, so cold
The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight
Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words wont make me right
cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me
Call it fate if you like or black comedy
Love, maybe lust, made me sweet sixteen
So my soul lost control, nothing in between
A taste of what you want can be brutal sometimes
Arms that hold you tight but leave you cold, so cold
The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight
Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words wont make me right
cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me
Call it fate if you like or black comedy
The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight
Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words wont make me right
cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me
Call it fate if you like or black comedy
The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight
Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words wont make me right
cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me
Call it fate if you like or black comedy
The stars in the sky are out of reach tonight
Tears fall like rain, wrong again, words wont make me right
cause I knew from the start you were wrong for me
Call it fate if you like or black comedy

song performed by by Culture Club
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That Lives Beyond

shotguns, and ice,
no panties, no ring.
burnt edge of a rose,
barefoot in jeans.

wrinkled, but fire
dancing in your eyes.
the smell of morning
before darkness dies.

the cling and the hold,
mouth, heart, and soul.
the river unleashed,
raging out of control.

the taste of the unnamed,
unseen, and untold.
stardust in my hands
too elusive to hold.

hymn of the night.
song of the day.
what fills empty,
and then goes away.

how precious the moment,
the gift, fleeting breath.
that lives beyond
my life and my death!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Gone

Clock strikes-
A death knell,
For you are leaving.
We cling tight,
A last embrace-
Then your gone
With my stolen heart.
Leaving vacant lips,
Empty arms-
Now half a world away.

poem by Paul Brookes
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I Cant Ever Get Enough Of You

Darren hayes / rick nowels
Well I know that I have only ever held your hand but just one touch is more
Than enough to understand theres a master plan and although I know I dont
Believe in destiny maybe it found me now my world is filled with so many things
But nothing compares to the touch of your skin theres a symphony and a melody
That plays whenever youre around I think Ive been found
I can see the sun and I can feel the rain I can hear the wind call your name i
Can feel your love but theres one thing I cant do I cant ever get enough of
You
Now I know that in the past Ive been much too keen but your eyes are the
Kindest that Ive ever seen I guess there are some things you just know theres
A voice inside telling me to hold on and never let you go theres a tune that
Plays its a sacred sound its a symphony I hear whenever youre around now my
World is filled with a whisper of love and a promise of tomorrow I can see the
Sun and I can feel the rain I can hear the wind call your name I can feel your
Love but theres one thing I cant do I cant ever get enough of you
When we make love I lose track of time I cant count all the colors I see in
Your eyes and while your heart beats in mine, its true I cant ever get enough
Of you
Now my world is filled with so many things but nothing compares to the touch of
Your skin theres a symphony and a melody that plays whenever youre around i
Think Ive been found
I can see the sun and I can feel the rain I can hear the wind call your name i
Can feel your love but theres one thing I cant do I cant ever get enough of
You
I can see the sun and I can feel the rain I can hear the wind call your name i
Can feel your love but theres one thing I cant do I cant ever get enough of
You

song performed by by Darren Hayes
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Snowflakes

The kiss of the moon
Breathes life into blackest night.
Snowflakes
Lay on frosted field.
Sparkling under astral lamplight.

I stand where we once stood.
Holding my dreams so tight.
Silence winging through the wood.
Angels singing
Burning white.

There flies a symphony in my soul
Floating softly on the breeze.
But she's not there to answer
As I whisper
'Darling please'
To myself,
And lonely midnight fields.
To be so alone
Is to die
By the sword that passion wields.

Slowly, in black and white
Our love runs through the night.
Like a movie
That made us cry.
My elusive butterfly
Ebbs away on a rolling tide.
No, she's not there
But remains inside.

Forever to play the strings
Of my freezing heart.
Yet
After dewdropp clings
Sunlight and snowflakes
Have to part.

poem by Kevin East
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Please No More Sad Songs

Yes shes leaving on the train
Never coming back again
The lines go far ahead
Got a job fixed in the city
Wants to be a star shes pretty
And I dont get a part
So please no more sad songs
Ive heard enough today
Isnt it nice holding you tight, remember?
Left a note here on the floor
Where she used to knock the door
I found when I got home
Said youre gonna be a singer
Be a star and real swinger
I hope its very nice
So please no more sad songs
Ive heard enough today
Isnt i t nice holding you tight, remember?
Thought she was joking when I looked around
Went to her room and saw her things had gone
She must have flown, ahhh
Yes shes left upon the train
Never coming back again
The lines went far away
Got her job in the big city
She became a star so pretty
Now I dont know her name
So please no more sad songs
Ive heard enough today
Isnt it nice holding you tight, remember?
(repeat)
Isnt it nice holding you tight, remember?

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Of A Virgin Born

Have you seen the
Star of wonder
Star of grace
Star by which
The stars themselves
All navigate?

Have you sensed the
Star behind all sight
Reaching out
Through all the senses
Calling you in
Silent song?

Is this the
Star that brought me here
The light behind my eyes
The store of shining words
Before the living thoughts
Are spoken?

Have you seen the
Star of wonder
Star of grace
Star that lights
The life behind
Each face?

poem by Steven Silent Wolf
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Black Nocturne

Black nocturne
The vacuum that confiscates
The entirety of the city
That was incinerated
By the flames of incarcerated
Musings

Black nocturne,
You are an omen.
A shattered glass,
A howling moon,
A glass house on fire,
A submerged knight
On a grotesque chariot.

Black nocturne,
You are the fire
In the shriveled waters.
You are the air
That shrills the eviscerated
Noon time breath.
You are the water
That taints the fire cerulean

You are the blundering monsoon
That splinters me.

poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Wish I May, Wish I Might

Every star's a fable,
A story in the sky,
A trail of angel's footprints
(some angels cannot fly) .

Every tale's worth keeping
And writing in a book;
So every star you're seeing,
Just take a closer look:

There's stars wished on by babies,
And stars from lover's eyes,
Stars that saved a sailor
Or intrepid voyager, high.

Stars that guide the night time,
And stars that swiftly fell,
And stars that shine in daylight,
At the bottom of a well.

There are stars in the evening,
And stars before the dawn,
To tell us what the season,
And when the work is done.

There's the first star you remember,
And the last you'll see before
Your eyelids close forever-
Before a star-lit door.

And then you'll be a star yourself,
Shining miles above;
Lighting worlds with distant lamps,
Burning bright with love.

poem by Patti Masterman
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