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A Contemplation Upon Extinction....

it will be too
unlikely
for one at this prime age
his pink
youth
to start glimpsing about
the face of
extinction

one says it will be
unbecoming
in fact, too premature
and simply
sad

when one tumbles however
and bleeds
and feels the pain
of an injury
one realizes a hint
into the possibility of
an incoming
death

one contemplates upon it
like a folded
letter
whose miserable content
makes you
read it over and over again

deep in your heart
you tell yourself

'this is real and i will
be next'....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pain

I feel the pain rush through my arm
It bleeds and bleeds but it wont stop
Its not so deep...
But the pain feels as if i have cut my vain open
I never do it so deep for me to die
But deep enough to feel the pain
The pain i felt when you left me...

poem by Jenni Cortes
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A wold made of pink

It's just a new obsession
A color which makes me go insane
Pink is not any kind of fiction
Pink always helps me gain
Faith, confidence and everything I need
Trust, joy and a bit of laughter
This color helps me succeed
Pink is the color of my eyes
Only when I look at you
Pink makes me an angel in disguise
It's the color which brings joy to me and my crew
Pink is a color so mighty, so great
Pink is the color my face
Turns when I'm late
Pink is the color which nothing can replace
It's the color which I can't stop thinking of
Neither day nor night
Pink symbolizes my love
Pink is the color of the light
Which shines in my heart for you
It's the color of a wonderland
This color shouldn't be withdrew
It's the color of my imaginary sand
Pink is the color my cat wants to be
Pink is the color of the sun which shines
Pink is the color the world can see
Pink is the color which gives me signs

poem by Mia Peterson
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Pink Letter

Dear Father,
To thee this letter
Is written with a child’s wonder.

Pink ink
On a fancy paper almost pink
Like a blush on a maiden’s cheek
Like rose abloom in mountain’s peak.

Pink letter in the hands of a child
Bears words innocent and mild
Glorifying the father who made all –
tame and wild.

Pink letter with heavenly scent
Pink ink that stays, not evanescent
Lasts in the heart of the child who writes
Too innocent to name wrong from right.

Dear Father,
To thee this letter
Is written with a child’s wonder.

poem by Geraldine Fernandez
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Pretty Pink Rose

Shes just been to russia and theyre dying their faces
Theyre dying over there
A pretty pink rose
That rnr lady takes a space-ship ride shes out of this world
A pretty pink rose
And were living for you my love, were living for you
And were dying for you my love
Pretty pink rose
She tore down paris on the tall of thom paine
But the left wings broken the right insane
A pretty pink rose
Have a nice day, its a killer, turn a cheek
Its a christian code
A pretty pink rose
And were living for you my love, were living for you
And were dying for you my love
Pretty pink rose
Shes the poor mans gold shes the anarchist crucible
Flying in the face of the despot cannible
Shes a pretty pink rose
Never let it rain, never let it rain on the heart of the pretty pink rose
Pretty pink rose
And were living for you my love, were living for you
And were dying for you my love, pretty pink rose
Get me thru the pain, thru the pain of the thorn on the pretty pink rose
Never let it rain, never rain never rain, the pretty pink rose
Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose
Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose
Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart,, of the pretty pink rose
Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart

song performed by by David Bowie
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Futureal

(harris, bayley)
Im running out of my time
Im running out of breath
And now its getting so
I cant sleep at night
In the day, feel like death
Im getting in far too deep
I feel them closing in
Ive got to say that Im scared
I know theyll win
Even so, Im prepared
Do you believe, what you hear
Can you believe, what you see
Do you believe, what you feel
Can you believe
What is real ?
Futureal
What is real ?
Futureal
Whenever anyone seems
To treat me like a freak
It makes me see Im the
Only one who feels
That I know what is real
Sometimes it feels like a game
Of deadly hide and seek
And when youre reading this
Then Ill be gone
Maybe then, you will see

song performed by by Iron Maiden
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Not Just You

i, too, had it, not just once,
but many times, when i
wake up at the wrong hour
and think of you
and then i take my old
favorite pen and
yellow pad paper
and begin to write
a letter for you

you are a ghost now
far away
and i expect you
not to read this
letter that i am
not sending anyway

i will not even
read it
i will just keep it
so when another being
comes whose interest
is poetry and by chance
he digs upon my
poetry books that no one
bothers to read
anymore
at anytime

he may find it there
inserted in one of the
pages between
two chapters
concerning the themes
of love and
death

and perhaps he too
will understand how is to
truly love and be
so unloved because
death has come
to early because
the timing was wrong
because the world
has not understood
because one
sometimes in pain
has no cure
but just the silence

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Youth In Embers

My mirror is troubled, tired of lying to me
My youth is gone, life torn and tattered no longer to be
Like quenching flames that dance suffocating in the rain
Just the agony, pain and regrets of past years reflect again

Is there a way I thought to throw my ashen cloak
And start my life anew under different clock
Yet the flames of my youth shall never leap and burn
Time flows on me so cruelly with no return

So many winters have besieged my life, quizzes out of grace
And dug deep trenches in my face
My skin is dying, dry, dots and spots, brittle and blasted away
Youth proud of lusty days, against now deep-sunken eyes of decay

For years I stopped birthdays and calendar count to tell my time
As the brave day sinks into a hideous foul night
I watch the shy violet behind a rock that year by year renews its prime
My youth in embers, like ashes all bleak white

poem by Isaac Ziv
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In daily dying to ourselves

In daily dying to ourselves
As we pain
Each day, each minute,
We get used to dying
And every death that comes
Close to our skins
Whichever is it
As there are many of them
At the end
Not a death that comes
Really matters.
And so the stress is gone
In fact, we start to welcome
It like a guest,
The invited one, we even
Ask it to stay
And be home with us.

Little deaths here and there
Each is real, nothing frightens anymore.
And death becomes
So boring so common so tiny to tinker

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thats All There Is To That

(clyde otis, kelly owens)
Did you ever
Watch the one you love
Slowly drifting away from you,
And you know
Deep in your heart
There is nothing that you can do
To make her stay (to make her stay),
To turn the tide (to turn the tide),
To ease the pain (to ease the pain)
That you feel down inside?
When her eyes
Say its over and done,
Then you simply must face the fact.
So you leave and think it over,
But you come hurrying back
Hoping shell change her mind,
Praying shell take you back.
But like the lady said,
Thats all there is to that.
(when her eyes
Say its over and done,
Then you simply must face the fact.)
So you leave and think it over,
But you come hurrying back
Hoping shell change her mind,
Praying shell take you back.
But like the lady said,
Thats all there is to that.

song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Spin

Governments elected nobody votes
Politically correct isn't that a joke?
We censor music then give children guns
On CNN
Still fightin' to death over Jerusalem
Four letter disease still makes us run
Can't comprehend that you can die from Love

Can I start things over
And change your mind
Can I sing a melody
Press rewind
Can I move your feet make your heart skip a beat
Can a simple tune flow through you?

When the music feels like this
When you lose control you gotta go with it
Ten feet high
Flyin' above the sky
Your problems don't exist
When music feels like this

No money left in Africa
Starvin' to death
In Bosnia we close our eyes and hide a nation cries
And In the West
TV Possessed and weight obsessed
The media dissects

song performed by by Darren Hayes from Spin
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Your Dear John Letter

When you wrote me a letter
To tell me I'm better off without you

A tear ran down my face
I wiped it away
Before I thought anyone would see

I ripped the letter in little pieces
So no one would read it
But now I wished I didn't

I have nothing but your memory now
But that's slowly slipping away

And if you died
I probably wouldn't cry about it
Because I cried enough for you
In the last couple of years

I guess when you told me
I was better off in the letter
I didn't believe you then

But now I know
That best thing you ever did
Was to write the letter
That broke my heart that fateful day

poem by Beth Ann
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Parting Is Such Empty Sorrow

Parting is such an empty sorrow
Yet there is always a sweet tomorrow
There is such a pain within my heart
When that time comes that we must part

And the minutes and hours that slipped away
Were taken for granted day by day
Until the time comes when you have to leave
And I'm left standing with my heart on my sleeve

Can there really be a sweet tomorrow?
My heart wonders as it fills with sorrow
I just never know if I will see you again
Which is why my heart feels such pain

There is an agony in long good-byes
And tears fall from swollen eyes
And in my heart you're never far away
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, or so they say

But time and distance fogs the mind
And the best that memories do is to rewind
And think again of times gone past
And time with you that went too fast

All that counts is the here and now
And time is not defied, all must bow
To the incoming tide and perpetual waves
That inevitably leads us to our graves

So live in the now, each minute each day
Pray to the Lord to show you the way
Of a heart wide open and ready to give
Of a heart full of love always ready to forgive

Soar with the eagles, run with the bulls
Adorn your heart with incredible jewels
Of love and joy and peace of mind
Let men look to you, these things to find

Then time will simply be a means to an end
Space for all manner of fences to mend
And when we pass over and time is no more
We shall stand and gaze from eternities shore

poem by Frank McEleny
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Letter body

Everything is there in th letter
And the letter has no letter.
Your body is a letter
You have to read and float
And go further and further.

Are you feeling comfortable?
Have you ever enjoyed your sleep?
You are not at rest
And not seen your body yet
The most valuable gift given to you.

You have not kept the body
In good condition
And the body is taking your care
Read the body read the letter of the body
And go with the body to understand the letter
And make yourself ready to get the nector.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I am oaring in pink

I'm writing a letter for a company
My partners are talking about inflation
My pink nailed girl calls me
My fingers are flying
She is painting my lips pink
The door opens
'A letter for London'
'It's urgent'
I 'm nodding
She is laughing
I am oaring in pink!

poem by Framarz Bagheri
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Real Fright

Real frights the story of a maddening darkness,
It leaves your hands and your face real tight,
Your mind starts to wander while your body starts shaking,
Your mouth feels dry as your bones start aching.
You want to know the pattern thas has gripped your life,
Your heart starts pounding while youre breathing real fright,
A face chalk white that starts the sight,
Ears hear the sounds of real fright.

song performed by by Iron Butterfly
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Flash (Life Poem)

The moment of capture frozen, red-eyed, real
The playing of children free, magic, mud-filled
The conundrums of youth Beboed, carefree, cool
The adventures of travel, pink, tanned, taciturn
The history of love smiling, promising, pleasures
The marriage of minds trusting, glowing, giving
The responsibility of two eager, anxious, angry
The coldness of career tough, real, redundant
The birth of babies screaming, fragile, forever
The parties of New Year old, new, necessary
The death of life tearful, premature, passive
The optimism of hope fresh, green, growing
The world of pictures captured, mirrored, mine
The memory of forever posed, startled, stunned

poem by Ian Beckett
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The 13th

'everyone feels good in a room' she swings
'two chord cool in a haze' she sings
'a-buzz a-buzz a-buzzing like them killer bees...'
tell me this is not for real
please tell me this is not for real...
from time to time her eyes get wide
she's always got them stuck on me
i'm surprised at how hot honey-covered and hungry she looks
and I have to turn away to keep from bursting
yeah I feel that good!
she slips from the stage
a foot no more
but it seems to take an hour for her to reach the floor
and the two chord cool still grooves
as she slides to us as smooth as a snake
i can't smile, I just start to shake
and I just know this is a big mistake
yeah but it feels good
do it to me! ...
'if you want I can take you on another kind of ride...'
'believe me I would but...'
deep inside the 'but' is 'please'
i am yearning for another taste
and my shaking is 'yes'
'you will be all the things in the world you've never been
see all the things in a world you've never seen
dream all the things in a world you'll never dreamed...'
but I think I get a bit confused...
am I seducing or being seduced?
oh I know that tomorrow I'll feel bad
but I really couldn't care about that
she's grinning, singing, spinning me round and round
smiling as I start to fall
her face gets big, her face gets small
it's like tonight I'm really not me at all
and it feels good!
do it to me! ...
it feels good!

song performed by by Cure
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There Will Be Substitutes

and for him to be alive for another year
he takes the substitutes for such absence

he justifies
this absence shall make my heart grow fonder

he looks at himself in the mirror
and feels the gloss of the glass on his face

the pain is there and it may subside a little bit
but it is there and it has always been there

and it will always be there
always

the substitutes heal the surface and makes a scar
the real pain inside keeps piercing
to the bottom

always and it has always been there
like a cancer of love always, always creeping, growing

there is no cure

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Pain I Can Control

The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..

poem by Nyl Revol
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Never Die

Hands on a window pane
Watching some children laugh and play
They're running in circles
With candy canes and French braids
Inspired to question
What makes us grown-ups anyway?
Let's search for the moment
When youth betrayed itself to age

So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
Never Die

In searching for substance
We're clouded by struggle's haze
Remember the meaning
Of playing out in the rain
We swim in the fountain
Of youth's timeless maze
If you drink the water
Your youth will never fade
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
Never Die
Never Die
Never Die

I won't let go of that youthful soul
Despite body and mind my youth will never die
I won't let go of that youthful soul
Despite body and mind my youth will never die

[Guitar Break]

So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
So let the children play
Inside your heart always
And death you will defy
'Cause your youth will never die
Never Die

song performed by by Creed from Human Clay
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