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one cannot iron out
air perhaps you may
cover out a
delineation with
some euphemisms
denial does not
lead you
to light you are like
the moon
wanting to conceal
its pain
in those dark nights
only to
suffer efflorescence
as the
frogs worship it
as goddess
chanting throughout
the rain

sorrow too is
like gold
one cannot hide in
mud
each moment is
gleam
pain glimmers
like a star in
that indifferent sky

amidst the flow of
black wings
the moon is
carried on....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Moon of leaves,
Moon of the falling leaves,
To you I bring the slippers
of the sun.
That you may dance upon the
floor of sun,
My lady carries sun within her eyes.
Moon of the Unrevealed,
Moon of the gold-encrusted shield,
To you I bring the fragment
of my prayer.

Moon of the crinkled hair,
Tell me, will my lady yield
Eyes and mouth and breasts unsealed?
Will my lady yield?

Moon of the yellow streaked with red,
Moon that the sun would lead to bed,
Moon with the death's head
More than dead,
Why do you frighten the Goddess of Love,
Whose frail white fingers are moving above
The lover's white body lost in his love?
Moon, you are more than dead.

Moon of the ermine loist in the snow,
Moon of the frozen furbelow,
Moon of the nothingness here below,
Moon, you must go.

It is the Sun that tells you so-
Moon, you must go.

And I was dark beneath the moon,
And you were dark beneath the moon,
And we were dark beneath the moon.

Now I am gold beneath the sun,
Now you are gold beneath the sun,
Now we are gold beneath the Sun.

poem by Harry Crosby
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Moon Goddess

I'm the Moon Goddess.
I love the moon.
The moon is mine,
and nobody can take it from me.
You try to take it prepare for pain,
and also torture.
I'm the Moon Goddess.
Always remember that.

poem by Ninja Soul
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Lost without a moon

Where has this moon gone?
the moon that used to brighten up
the night sky,
And the moon that used to shine
Brighter than any star,
The moon that used to bring to me
This beautiful light,
For this moon used to lighten up
My heart,
Now that this moon is gone
I must rely on the stars
to bring me light,
This moon left me alone,
alone to suffer and think
empty thoughts,
And now i know that
I am lost,
Oh where has this moon gone?

poem by Oscar Aceves
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I Wish Upon A Star

tonight
i am not that really lonely
as you think
i am
or as i used to be
one
always looking for the stars
the Phoenix
and the Suffix

but tonight
and for so many nights
when you were not with me
i have learned
a lot of lessons from the roof

like the star
i am distant
i am shining
i am indifferent

like the star
i am not a guide for someone's fate
i am a lie
a sophistry of the universe

like a star
i glisten not borrowing any light
from the sun or the moon

like a star i may be alone
but look at me carefully if by chance you are in the desert with
somebody

i am still lovely
i do not rain and i keep the silence of such
beauty

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Like the moon Like me

Like the moon and the star
staying there in silence
A star falls is a single tear
the moon turns into shadows
Hidding from my fear
red moon brights the sky
The rage in me is releases
the moon goes away
when the sunlight comes out
pushing my worries away.
when the star gets closer to the moon
I make new friends.
When the stars fade away from the moon
I lose my friends.
when the clouds block my light
I feel useless and betrayed.
I hide from everything.
As the moon stays in the sky
I stay alive.
When the moon are in peices
My life has ended

Like the Moon
Like me
We are the same
in this suffering world

poem by Sarah Frank
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Here Comes The Moon

Everybodys talking up a storm
Act like they dont notice it
But here it is and here it comes . . .
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Impulse always quickens when its full
As it turns my head around me
Yes it does and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Gods gift I see thats moving up there into the night . . .
Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
Looks like a little brother to the sun
Or mother to the stars at night
And here it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Breath is always taken when its new
Enhance upon the clouds around it
Yes it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.

song performed by by George Harrison
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Insect Kin

Iron lung i know you well
deal with you like a bad spell
see the trail moon burns
red strip and vicadin
you were the only one
you're the censor
you'll never people me
i'm not defenseless
in the afternoon as the light dims
build a life out of all this semtex
you're the brightest one
you were the centre
the perfect opposite of what you asked for
it's not just one way
a negative factor
with all these wasps out
i'd better take cover
copper tongue beam me up
lonely without my impediments
start to save what we used to steal
walking on gelatin
i never noticed you
you were the brightest one
you were wide of me
just like the english sun
you caught the light again
in a perfect way
the biggest threat of all
is in the alleyway
you're the demon seed
you're the factor
feel better with a little bit of plaster
it's not just one way
a negative factor
with all these wasps out
better take cover
there's all the pain
in the way she talks
all the pain in the way she walks
all the pain in her wave goodbye
all the pain in the way she smiles
all the pain in her fatal charm
all the pain in her arms

song performed by by Bush from Razorblade Suitcase
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Pain Is My Friend

pain is my only gain,
pain is my friend,
pain so deep and cold,
i feel at home with the dark pain,

i love pain pain is my friend,
pain will bring back my love,
pain will give me life once again,
pain so deep and cold,
is the only way i can have,
my love and my friend,

pain is the worlds friend,
pain shows us if we do wrong,
pain shows us who we are,
pain is not only in the dark,
but in the light as well,

pain is so deep and cunning,
pain can show me who i am,
pain shows the world who we are,
pain is my only friend,

with out love theres pain,
with out anyone theres pain,
with out the sun with out the moon,
theres pain so as you can see,
pain is with us and always will be,
pain will never leave its a marriage,

its a soul and a part of you,
that will never leave,
pain is my friend and it is your too....

poem by Richard Belis
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Moon Exercise

Check out the moon
Glowing so cool
I'll listen to a tune and think about school
Trying to catch up
Falling behind
Doing this as a makeup
So please grade kind
the moon is full
You can't fake that power
Feel the difference in the water while you shower
I don't really know where to go
Pen on paper makes easy flow
The moon
So sad, so alone, so cold
Forced to orbit this planet on it's own
No friends, no relatives or plant life
Just a cold, barren, empty rock (with no bud to light)
The moon doesn't stand a chance
Going against the sun
See her light shine one second your done
Always living in shadow
Can't help but feel the pain
Looking at the moon
Standing in the rain

poem by ryan Cravatta
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The Stars Are

The stars are
Although I do not sing
About them—
The sky and the trees
Are indifferent
To whom they please
The rose is unmoved
By my nose
And the garland in your hair
Although your eyes be lakes, dies

Why sigh for a star
Better bay at the moon
Better bay at the moon . . .
Oh moon, moon, moon

poem by Samuel Menashe
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For Wanting To Write....

perhaps, because of this
i may end up
with a head cut, or
a body shredded like
cheese,
tired limbs like
burnt toast,

perhaps because of that
i may not reach
what destination is reserved by
the lines of my palms,

perhaps i may not even end at
all,
because here you are
reading these lines
and you will like them

not because they are as palatable
as exotic friend frogs
but because you have felt sorrow
and have the smell of pain
the sound of acidic rain
over your hair
now melting and before you notice it
you too have become bald
because of having known much
than what is permitted by all these lines

it is about us,
it is about our being part of this vast
nothingness

sands of the desert
light of the moon spreading on sands of the desert nights
hushing wind
taking all the possible directions

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A sunset [ double Quintain (English and Sicilian) ]

While the red butterfly melts its wings
Within the light red poppy chain,
The pink gray cloud of the sunset rings
On the gray pink sky the light rays,
Seemingly thrown in a bloody pain.

The leaving sun abandons the sky
For a few hours and like crickets crawl,
The whispers of oak leaves mean good bye,
While the coming night is a dark haul,
Looking at the moon with a black eye.

The sun and the moon finds synergy,
Light becomes gray regolith of moon
With helium fusing energy,
Night makes moon looks like a big balloon
Or like swaddled in a big cocoon.

Much more, like thoughts enveloped in words
Or like souls carrying their divine love,
With feathers of light like Holy birds,
In the rain with drops of divine globes,
Falling down for giving love awards.

Like rain with drops of human spheres,
Pouring up to Him when they can hook
Or falling right down to disappear,
Reverse arch getting a killer look,
Trying to provide fragrance of fear.

Their waves are liquid and drain in sight
Of Earth to meet at infinity.
They are like dark rays in the pure light,
Light rays are arches for Trinity,
While dressed in wind seems to be the night.

Stars are candles and night lights them all,
The colors withdraw in the lost light.
In the black darkness they look so small.
The seeds of dream germinate for fight,
Becoming real for breaking their wall.

poem by Marieta Maglas
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Now I See You, as The Blue Moon

Now I see you full, my love
As the moon, the Blue moon,
I thought, I did see you;
It was the moon, the Gibbous moon.
You smiled, for me, when you were
The moon, the Crescent moon,
With your pain, on your dark.
You laughed, for me, when you were
The moon, the Half moon,
But now I know, that I saw,
Only the moon, the dark moon,
And thought it, to be,
The moon, the full moon.
©Anees Rahman

poem by Anees Rahman
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Love Aches

Have you ever craved the waves of flowers perfume
That float in the garden of roses under the moon sheen loom
They come and go whence no one knows at night gloom
As spring renewed his reign in colors and in splendor bloom

Thoughts of sadness wave and sail in my mind
They come and go leaving memories of pain and agony behind
Like that keen fragrance in the garden, born on the wings of soft wind
And yet none of the flow of thoughts is soft, soothing or kind

But in the instant the thoughts of air remain
To ignite the memory I knew of laughter and of joyful pain
Of times unlike now that will not come again.
The mountains of aching thoughts the earth under heavy clouds of rain

I try to catch and subdue my mind of these many tunes
Like tears of light fallen from the forlorn moon,
Flattened, scattered and bright on a dark lagoon,
Where high reeds lull and sway by echoing duns

But my mind is dissolved under such bare
My anguish floats away, I am too timid, for who can hold
The pain of Youth, the perfume of a flower or a moon so bold?
Where one can ask the strength to dare?

poem by Isaac Ziv
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Condors

I. CONDORS FLYING
WE watched the Condors winging towards the Moon,
A Moon that glimmered in the blue daylight;
Around us were the Andes, and beyond
Andes, the Ocean, empty like the Moon.
I heard you speak in Atahualpa's tongue:
Then distances grew present; all the range
Of Condors' wings between my thought, your thought:
As though they had transcended need for wings,
We watched the Condors winging towards the Moon.

II. CONDORS IN THE JARDIN DES PLANTES
To sink into the depths we need take weights-
Put on such armour as our divers use;
To rise above the fathomed we must bear
Weights, and you are weighted for emprise
Of rising to where flows the thinnest air,
And here beneath our towers you roost and run,
And trail your wings. I think I know your pain,
Your pain and weariness!
Like divers are ye that perpetually,
Plated in metal, make circuit about
Where some sidereal gesture has withdrawn
The tides, the main-
Condors with shuttered, iron-heavy wings!

poem by Padraic Colum
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My Love

on a dark night
when i cannot see the path
where i must walk upon
on blistered feet
you shall be my star
my moon
and you shall guide my way

on a storm
when my sails are threatened
by the waves
bigger than houses and boats
you shall be my
strong rudder

but now my love
you are sleeping
you struggle too on your nightmares
i see you
wriggling in pain

i will always be with you
for now, i am your star, your moon, your sun
your rudder

i can wait
when you wake up

at this moment
i must be strong

poem by Antonio Liao
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The Moment of Rain

'You drenched yourself in rain as though you were in pain,
I could hear you crying in the sad music of rain;
Was the sorrow too deep that you had to hide in vain,
The tears under the shadow of the somber saddening rain?
Out there in a corner, I shared some secret dear sorrow,
Since the Moment of Rain: today too and may be another tomorrow;
The smiles did steal some flashes, and you seemed easy and fine,
But I was sobbing silently, inconsolable somewhat to pine;
For a whisper may be in the evening twilight from you side,
That all is fine and you are over it and the sorrow no longer did abide;
Had come too far from the Moment but still the sorrow stayed, Dear,
Like a soul's shadow it prods and does lie to deep for wanton tear;
The answer to the Moment of rain, my scared half glances still seek in vain,
There is still some proportion of the Sweetness of my own Dear pain:
I confess the crime of slowly pilfering the freedom that danced in the rain,
Might have been blind to the flight of the spirits: oh I was insane! '

poem by M.A. Parry Eugene
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Black Moon

Oh the devil is rising with the moon
He cries and my blood runs cold.
Oh no never was the darkness so black,
No light and nowhere to go.
My spirit is crying for a love
So tired of being alone.
I remember he came here to steal,
And you are his stealer of souls.
I see a black moon rising,
And its calling out my name.
Oh its calling my name.
Ive been blinded, lost and confused,
Darkness will call me no more.
Heaven is no friend of mine,
No God ever knocked on my door.
I see a black moon rising,
And its calling out my name.
Oh its calling my name.
Im standing on the dark side of time
Reaching for the power of her hand.
Shes weaving an unholy light
And calls from lucifers land.
I see a black moon rising,
And its calling out my name.
An angel of hell is rising,
Heavens no friend of mine.
I see a black moon rising,
And its calling out my name,
I see a black moon rising,
And it causes so much pain.
An angel of hell is rising,
Heavens no friend of mine.
I see a black moon rising,
And its calling out my name.
Its calling my name,
This spirits crying for love.
Heavens no friend of mine.

song performed by by Black Sabbath
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A Superstition About A Black Butterfly

if it is a brown butterfly that flutters inside
the house
we have reasons to be glad
for it means money

if it is a black butterfly we better prepare
for it means death
sorrow, lament

last night the moon was full and it was floating
on the clouds
the sky was so dark the distant star in contrast
flickers like a firefly full of life

i have seen Venus, the neighboring planet
i keep the joy of light

there came a black butterfly
inside the room passing through the window
while you were sleeping
the light of the moon was all over you

i have seen death
it is inside me this love fading like a faint light
like that most distant star
losing the essence of its light

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Poisened Blue

When the bloodshed starts
at the doorstep of solemn silence,
give me a lone engagement with the invisible
to unchain the split heart.

I will take away the pain
from home and come back in failing
light when a star meets the star
and a moon meets the moon.

What was your core intention
to dismember me like a breadfruit
and cover it with a human skin
stapled to a dead soul?

You drink the ruins after a collective
failure.I am watching the sky
for nightingales.

poem by Satish Verma
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