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Hostel

I rang the bell…
Impatient and dour
From the stride
In the drunken alleys
Deluged by the moon
Searching for a place,
A stale room
Inept and incomparable
To the grandest places
Stashed in the foliage
Of sunken pockets
Of gnarled hallways

A place
Where I am found
Welcomed
Nursed
Injected with fire
Bloated and ballooned
To take flight
Because, after all
The fray will end
And there will not be
Another vacancy…

I rang the bell
And ran away,
Astray,
Breathing death
Back to solitude
Back to the alleys
Less the places
Where I found myself.

poem by Norman Santos
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My Home

How do I find my way back?
I've strayed too far from home.
I've gone so many places
for so many days.
I've even been to Rome.

I have seen so many sights now.
It seems to me that somehow
that every place I've ever seen
were places in-between
from the place that is my home.

My search for brand new places
and all those other places
never filled the gap
as I crossed the map,
so far from my sweet home.

For I missed the landscape,
the place that I grew up in.
The old familiar faces
were not in the places I've been.
And now I must retrace my steps.

I've searched this world all over.
Too long I've been a rover.
I'll take a trip on back
for I'm on the wrong track.
I wonder what I'll find at my home?

Nothing seems the same now.
Familiarity has changed somehow,
except for the peace I feel around me.
'Cause in my memory I still can see
the place that is my home.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Bellman

He rang it in the marketplace,
He rang it in the street,
Old Silas was the Bellman
In the village of Purfleet,
He'd rung the bell for sixty years,
He'd rung the bell for war,
He'd rung it for the harvest
But would ring the bell no more!

The Mayor and all his councillors
Had met within the Hall,
Discussed the ponderous questions
That would bear upon them all,
Their gowns were trimmed with ermine
And the mayor, he wore his chain,
The solemn Majesty of State
Was heard in their refrain!

‘We must dismiss the Bellman, '
Said the hoary Abel Creep,
‘He rings it at the strangest times,
I just can't get to sleep! '
‘Agreed, ' said Horace Fumblewit,
It's more than time enough,
I thought that he'd be dead by this…'
‘Hear hear! ' said Toby Gruff.

They called him to the chamber
And delivered him the score,
Old Silas staggered back in shock,
They'd rocked him to the core!
He raised the bell above his head
And gave a mighty ‘Clang! '
Then jumped up on their table
Where they sat, their ears rang!

‘I've been the Bellman sixty years,
My father taught me then,
His father went before him, rang
The bell for Inkerman;
But way, way back before that time
My forebears had a stake,
They warned of the Armada,
Rang the bell for Francis Drake! '

He stomped along their table
In his coarse old hob-nailed boots,
He silenced their authority
To rule in mean disputes,
For every time a councillor
Would seek to raise his voice,
The bell would drown his utterance,
It gave them little choice!

‘There's been a Bellman in this burgh
Right back, before King John,
You think you petty underlings
Can rule once I am gone?
Your ancestors lie buried in
The gravel by the Church,
While mine live on in history…
I'll knock you off your perch!

He raised the bell and made it peal,
It rocked the ancient hall,
The walls shook with vibrations
‘Til the roof began to fall,
The beams came crashing down in a
Scenario from Hell,
‘Your time is not forever, ' cried
The man who rang the bell!

poem by David Lewis Paget
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Sound Of The Bell

Found a place where we can talk
I found a way to reach a little ground
Keep your castle in my sandbox
Build it up so we can burn it down
Anyway I love my man
Love to keep him spinning round and round
Keep him feeling love for my hand
Any way to turn him inside out
I dont wanna go down like the sunlight
I dont wanna go out like the moonlight
I dont wanna be found at the sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
Meet me up and down again
Every time is sweeter than the last
Once you get a taste of impact
Youre always hungry for the crash
I dont wanna go down like the sunlight
I dont wanna go out like the moonlight
I dont wanna be found at the sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
And this is everything
I have loved
Yeah, I have loved
Break...
My...
Heart...
Down, I dont wanna go down like the sunlight
I dont wanna go out like the moonlight
I dont wanna be found at the sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
I dont wanna go down like the sunlight
I dont wanna go out like the moonlight
I dont wanna be found at the sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
The sound of the bell
Yeah...
(I dont wanna be found in the sunshine
I dont wanna be dim like a night light
I dont wanna be down like the sunlight
I dont wanna go out like the moonlight...)

song performed by by Veruca Salt
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No Son Of Mine

The key to my survival
was never in much doubt
the question was how I could keep sane
trying to find a way out
things were never easy for me
peace of mind was hard to find
and I needed a place where I could hide
somewhere I could call mine
I didn't think much about it
til it started happening all the time
soon I was living with the fear everyday
of what might happen at night
I couldn't stand to hear the
crying of my mother
and I rememeber when
I swore that, that would be the
last they'd see of me
and I never went home again
they say time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say
He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said:
You're no son, no son of mine
You're no son, no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
and you're no son, no son of mine
oh his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it
and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it
You're no son, no son of mine
but where should I go,
and what should I do
you're no son, no son of mine
but I came here for help, I came here for you
Well the years they passed slowly
I thought about him everyday
what would I do, if we passed on the street
would I keep running away
in and out of hiding places
soon I'd have to face the facts
we'd have to sit down and talk it over
and that would mean going back
they say time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say
He sat down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said:
You're no son of mine

song performed by by Phil Collins
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Of Him I Love Day And Night

OF him I love day and night, I dream'd I heard he was dead;
And I dream'd I went where they had buried him I love--but he was not
in that place;
And I dream'd I wander'd, searching among burial-places, to find him;
And I found that every place was a burial-place;
The houses full of life were equally full of death, (this house is
now;)
The streets, the shipping, the places of amusement, the Chicago,
Boston, Philadelphia, the Mannahatta, were as full of the dead
as of the living,
And fuller, O vastly fuller, of the dead than of the living;
--And what I dream'd I will henceforth tell to every person and age,
And I stand henceforth bound to what I dream'd;
And now I am willing to disregard burial-places, and dispense with
them; 10
And if the memorials of the dead were put up indifferently
everywhere, even in the room where I eat or sleep, I should be
satisfied;
And if the corpse of any one I love, or if my own corpse, be duly
render'd to powder, and pour'd in the sea, I shall be
satisfied;
Or if it be distributed to the winds, I shall be satisfied.

poem by Walt Whitman
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Fire and water (A morning in Sivakasi)

A shrill peacock-cry from the bell tower
Pierced my morning silence
The temple bell rang and rang
With its thick tongue in fever
Images, fiery, some smouldering
Came dropping from the white sky
Clusters of acacias that had grown
Waterless under the skin of the earth
Spread their ghostly hair evenly
Into the rainless, blazing August sky
The girls with jasmines in their hair
Stood unblinking all day, in the hall,
Bringing fire into people’s lives
Dark sweaty men made balls of fire
Old ladies kneaded fiery dough
There is fire in their tired hearts,
In their minds, on their hands
But no water to quench their thirsts.

poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri
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Hand In Hand, Come Lets Love...

A dream it was, just a dream-
we were walking together with hand in hand
towards the Sun set where the sky and the earth
seemed to be holding together

you the emotional and impractical was arguing,
that they were destined to be together as we do-
me the practical with rationale was saying,
that for all eternity it can't be true;

we have walked a long way, the Sun has left the horizon
and the moon has taken his place with a gleam,
still we walked together with hand
in hand, into places unknown,

hoping to know, what's there at the end of the ends
and at the farthest of the farthest places-
each one trying to prove the other wrong, but wanna
see it for ourselves, with what's there after all-

blessed by thee, do they get to be together
or are they cursed to not to be
for all the distance we have walked together
and all the places left behind

the sky and the earth still seemed to be holding
together in the end of the ends and in the farthest
of the farthest places; so we were, holding ourselves
together with hand in hand, walking with stride to stride;

love is not there to be found or to be sought,
it is there to be lived, in every walk we walk
and every hold we hold, come what may, with hand
in hand together forever!

- to my love

poem by Senthil Kumar B
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No Son Of Mine

Well the key to my survival
Was never in much doubt
The question was how I could keep sane
Trying to find a way out
Things were never easy for me
Peace of mind was hard to fin
And I needed a place where I could hide
Somewhere I could call mine
I didnt think much about it
Til it started happening all the time
Soon I was living with the fear everyday
Of what might happen that night
I couldnt stand to hear the
Crying of my mother
And I remember when
I swore that, that would be the
Last theyd see of me
And I never went home again
They say that time is a healer
And now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what hed say
He sat me down to talk to me
He looked me straight in the eyes
He said:
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
And youre no son, no son of mine
Oh, his words how they hurt me, Ill never forget it
And as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
But where should I go,
And what should I do
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
But I came here for help, oh I came here for you
Well the years they passed so slowly
I thought about him everyday
What would I do, if we passed on the street
Would I keep running away
In and out of hiding places
Soon Id have to face the facts
Wed have to sit down and talk it over
And that would mean going back
They say that time is a healer
And now my wounds are not the same
I rang that bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what hed say
He sat me down to talk to me
He looked me straight in the eyes
He said:
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
When you walked out, you left us behind
And youre no son, youre no son of mine
Oh, his words how they hurt me, Ill never forget it
And as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
But where should I go and what should I do
Youre no son, youre no son of mine
But I came here for help, oh I was looking for you
Youre no son, youre no son of mine - oh
Youre no son - ha yeah, ha yeah, ha yeah, ha yeah
Youre no son, youre no son of mine - oh, oh...

song performed by by Genesis
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The Bell From Europe

The tower bell in the Tenth Street Church
Rang out nostalgia for the refugee
Who knew the source of bells by sound.
We liked it, but in ignorance.
One meets authorities on bells infrequently.

Europe alone made bells with such a tone,
Herr Mannheim said. The bell
Struck midnight, and it shook the room.
He had heard bells in Leipzig, Chartres, Berlin,
Paris, Vienna, Brussels, Rome.
He was a white-faced man with sad enormous eyes.

Reader, for me that bell marked nights
Of restless tossing in this narrow bed,
The quarrels, the slamming of a door,
The kind words, friends for drinks, the books we read,
Breakfasts with streets in rain.
It rang from europe all the time.
That was what Mannheim said.

It is good to know, now that the bell strikes noon.
In this day's sun, the hedges are Episcopalian
As noon is marked by the twelve iron beats.
The rector moves ruminantly among the gravestones,
And the sound of a dead Europe hangs in the streets.

poem by Weldon Kees
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The Moon

The moon may wake up a stone
And this stone married me,
It is in the belly of a walking lady,
It is in the whole life of what is lovely.

I have belief in the empty places,
Of all single times this is a place I cherish,
I cherished my love of this woman
As I have loved it and found a stone
The size of a moon, our moon, our being.

The moons are not long in flight
They merely meet me in orbit, by the naked eye;
So rich is the talk of life after death
With this life, with this woman.
I can not die.

poem by Naveed Akram
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A Room For Everything

Oooooh...
You were looking away from me
Western skies calling you
Colors spilling, running, dazzling you
I was looking the other way
Voices call from the east
I saw my roots of the trees there, planted at my feet
It could be Im searching
For a place so small
With room for everything
Where worlds on worlds revolve
But how can we wait?
I wouldnt hold you
No, I wouldnt hold you
I wouldnt hold you back
Suppose I was the clever one
And words came easy to me
I could say I was writing a song
About you, you and me
Maybe that verse is yet to be found
But waits inside of me
A secret room, a tangled web
To unweave
It could be Im searching
For a place so small
With room for everything
Where worlds on worlds revolve
But how can we wait
Knowing our way
How can we hold on
Still, you know its not too late
I wouldnt hold you
No, I wouldnt hold you
I wouldnt hold you back
I wouldnt hold you
No, I wouldnt hold you
I wouldnt hold you back
I wouldnt hold you
No, I wouldnt hold you
I wouldnt hold you back
I wouldnt hold you
No, I wouldnt hold you
I wouldnt hold you back

song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Money Honey

(jesse stone)
(a) - (d) - (e) capo on 1
(a) well, the landlord rang my frontdoor bell
(e) I let it rang for a long, long spell
(d) went to the window, peeped through the blind
(e) asked him to tell me what was on his mind
He said, (a) money honey, (d) money honey, (a) money honey
(e) if you wanna stay here with (a) me
I was clean and screened and so hard pressed
I called the woman that I loved the best
Finally found my baby bout a quarter to three
She said, Id like to know what you want with me
And I said, money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Well, she screamed and said
Whats wrong with you, from this day forth
Our romance is through
I said, tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place ?
She said, money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Ive learned a lesson and now I know
Sun may shine, wind may blow
Women may come and women may go
But before I tell em that I love em so
I want money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Bell In The Sea (live In Paris)

The Bell in the Sea" Taken from the Marillion single "Uninvited Guest ---
I dreamed I rolled on the ocean floor
In the sunken bones of a broken ship
On the shadow line where whispers creep
To the world above from the world beneath
CHORUS: On the waves of silver I dreamed of gold
'Til I lost the peace that dreaming gives
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives
I dreamed I sailed to the mirrored edge
Of that murky world for an iron bell
That dragged me down to the ocean bed
And rang to mark where my shadow fell
CHORUS:
I dreamed I slept on the ocean bed
And a silent grave of silver sand
Rolled in the sway of an iron bell
I've heard it said when they go to sea
On stormy nights you can hear her moan
She tolls for the mourning of my own death
And echoes here on the village stones
On waves of silver I dreamed of gold
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives
[JOHN HELMER & STEVE HOGARTH

song performed by by Marillion
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Reincarnation

Shards of time
come into my mind
about places I've been
about places I've seen

For a few seconds
I'm back at the scene
walking and talking
with the people I'd seen
at the place of my first death

As the soul rises
I feel reincarnation of the body and mind

poem by Dave Alan Walker
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My Heart Is Healed

You rang my phone.
And I heard you there breathing.
Not even an 'hello'...
Did you consider to say to me.

And I wondered 'why' you called,
My telephone number.
When you knew that I would check,
The caller ID.

It was up to you not me to leave.
You had decided it was finally over.

It was up to you not me to leave.
And suddenly you reappear.
Hoping my life,
Seeks you to fill a need.

You rang my phone.
And I heard you there breathing.
Not even an 'hello'...
Did you consider to say to me.

It was up to you not me to leave.
You had decided it was finally over.

It was up to you not me to leave.
And suddenly you reappear.
Hoping my life,
Seeks you to fill a need.

Don't you call me no more!
Exploring possibilities,
There is a vacancy.
Empty but you've got the key!

Don't you call me no more!
Exploring possibilities,
There is a vacancy.
My heart is healed and has been relieved.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pearls Of Passion

There was a banquet of believers when we walked into the room.
December days of x-mas felt like days in june.
And there were morning light and sunrise chimes ecoed all around.
Now's the time for weary minds, the moon is northern bound.
And you know i'm going back, going back today.
Back to where i came from.
And you know i'm going back, going back to stay.
To the alleys where pearls of passion came my way.
There's a promise in the twilight, it's so innocent and wild.
Two hearts that break the silence, you can hear a distant cry.
And there's emptiness and loneliness, it's more or less the same.
Let's run between the raindrops, babe and catch the midnight train.

song performed by by Roxette
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Alive

throughout their lives they lied to all around.
there was no truth to be found.
they cheated every chance that they could
and with family, it mattered not if they should.
then one day it came to pass
that they was confronted by an angel from above
and they expected compassion and love.
the angel told them: to look around
at all the destruction that was found.
you have put all these people through
a living hell, and with each one you rang a bell.

a bell that you claimed was to all your successes
of cheating and conniving people out of the wordly goods
and that you did'nt even need a hood.
now you are at deaths door
and it's time to settle the score.
you are going to be given a chance to make things right
otherwise you won't live the night.
there are many here on earth
who have lived in filth and dirt.
they have struggled all their lives
and belittled by their fellow man
and now is their time to take a stand.
you must show them that with faith, all is achieved
and this will be one of your good deeds.
then you will build a house in the name of the lord
and you will not charge them room or board.
you will show them how to live
and to share, and to give
all that you have given to them
and how to become a friend.

now the angel showed them, that on that night
they lied, then they died from that old life
and they became alive in the power
and the glory of the greatest story.

THEY WERE REBORN!

poem by Louis Rams
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Concrete

Dedicated to I.B. and K.L.

I rode with you in the city
and in my mind I was sleeping on his shoulder
the time to smile has passed for us
it’s gone, it’s but that doesn’t mean it’s over

I have said I loved
so many things, so many people in my life
my soul aches to this day to find
some truth inside those empty lies

but there are still the echoes
they travel through the alleys and bend
as we write in the concrete
love lies at the rainbow’s end

I walked with you on sidewalks
in places I had never seen
I trusted you with my heartfelt words,
my predictions, and my dreams

I have said I needed
so many things, so many people in my life
I hope that one day I will find
some truth hidden beneath the strife

and there are still the echoes
they travel through the alleys and bend
as we write in the concrete
love lies at the rainbow’s end

does nothing matter?
will nothing last?
can’t something be in the future
instead of in the past?
can’t I just breathe in
familiar air
in a familiar place
so I don’t have to wonder where?

there are still the echoes
they travel through the alleys and bend
as we write in the concrete
love lies at the rainbow’s end

can I hold on to anything?
are memories enough?
you write in the concrete
what is love?

poem by Jade Leven
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A Place In Time

Written by: Wilfred C. Mellers Monday, December 04,2006

I have been to many places
I have known many faces
But I have yet to have met that special someone
I’ve been high and low
Even once my heart was a glow
But no one that’s been the one

I’ve been here and I’ve been there
I have found no one that wants to care
I am still searching for that someone near and dear
I’ve looked around the corner and over the bend
I have still not found a special friend
I’ve met many people that were close
None of them I’ve loved the most

I care for everyone that I have met
Looking back life I can not regret
The feeling of being a pair is still there
Do you really care?
Jump into the fire if you dare

Enter into my world, just walk right in
You will see the places I’ve been
Walk a mile in my shoes
Take a chance if you choose
Take a leap of faith with me
Look into my eyes and you will see

A man that gives himself completely
A man that needs you desperately
A man that will be there not just occasionally
A man that knows responsibility
A man that will never fall for infidelity

A man that will love you down to the bone
A man that would never leave you alone
A man that there through good times or bad
A man that would give you everything he had
To hear your voice makes him exceedingly glad

Now I am a one man show
I hurt more than you’ll ever know
How I would love to see your face a glow
I am sure for me your love would grow
All I need is a chance
I could show you true romance

I could take you places you’ve never been before
I can be the one you adore
I like to know love before I sleep
For you in my heart I’ll always keep
Leap blindly into the dark
Your fire will give my heart a spark
Let me be your all and all
I will be at your beckon call

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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All the Placid Places

All the placid places of which we are fond,
From a beach house by the shore or Walden's pond.

From a mountain retreat or near a waterfall we find,
these placid places can even be found in our mind.

From the rockies of Canada to an Island beach;
All these placid places are still in reach.

When life gets chaotic with all the dreams we chase,
Take an occasional journey to visit a placid place.

poem by Saint Eule
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