A love poem for my wife
When the time comes
That I become a very sick man,
Unable to do the usual things
Expected of myself and the demands
Of your sweet society, when I no longer smell
What men smell of women
Their underwear and underarm
Deodorants titillating to our masculine
Desires, when I no longer find
Motels as interesting places
To make more stories or
Those dark secret places of two hearts
Where names and age and reputations
Are irrelevant, when the time comes
For me to kneel and pray and
Find the usual places for solitary
Old men facing the final curtains
Of the play, please my dear
Be gentle with me,
I may have lied, and pursued
What made you mad
But you must know the eulogies
Of the rotten flesh and
Distinguish it from the hymnal truth
Of the spirit
I am not afraid to profess
I have not loved so true
Other women than you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Inside My Study Room
five o'clock, the usual time
but i already woke up at 3: 45
too early really
but i could not go back to
sleep
the words arrive
riding on the boat
such wind
hovering
disembarking in my
brain
i am surrounded by
glass walls
and light brown
drapes
books scattering
like garbage
on the floors and
tables
i smell the odor of
dust and
water inside a vase
unchanged
the red rose
had long wilted
no one comes around
to fix things
and keep all of these
in their proper places
the windows are still
closed and it
is still dark outside
though the crows
have already
sounded their
sad calls
the cocks keep sounding
it is already morning
and the windows
must not be opened
i write some lines
as usual and then
i'll wear my socks
and put on my
rubber shoes
and then i will take
my walk to the
woods
it will be cold
and i can see my breath
like smoke from a pipe
but i need this
my body craves
my feet want to move
the walls are too much
and the curtains feel
like they have to be washed
i open the door
and then i meet a new
world again
i know at first it will
still be cold
that is usual
i know after this
the sun comes again
as usual
and things will warm themselves
again
on promises
like what hope is all about.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Until The End Of Time
[2Pac]
Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side
Somewhere inside my childhood witnessed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be - through the misery that came to pass
The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask - for currency
But you could run to me when you need and I'll never leave
Honestly
song performed by by Tupac from Until The End Of Time
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Soul Dance
I will dance with you
It will be the dance of my soul
I will be open and honest
Show you my inner being
I will trust you
Take you to places in my soul that have been broken and restored
Places that cause pain and healing
Places that have hated and loved
Places I have forgotten and remembered
Places I have not visited in a long time and places I go every day
I will dance with you the dance of my soul
And feel your soul dance with mine to those same places in yours
poem by Mandi Ducroq
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Flying Without Wings
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you find that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all you life
And when you know how much that means
When you find that special thing
You're flying without wings
So impossible as it may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
'Cause who's to know
Which one you let go
Would have made you complete
Well for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
In any given time or place
It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
'Cause you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
And you're the place my life begins
And you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings
song performed by by Westlife from Westlife
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Digging In The Dirt
Something in me, dark and sticky
All the time its getting strong
No way of dealing with this feeling
Cant go on like this too long
{chorus:}
This time youve gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
This time youve gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
Dont talk back
Just drive the car
Shut your mouth
I know what you are
Dont say nothing
Keep your hands on the wheel
Dont turn around
This is for real
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me, I need support
Im digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
Open up the places I got hurt
The more I look, the more I find
As I close on in, I get so blind
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my sex, thats the place it goes
[chorus]
Im digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
Im digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
To open up the places I got hurt
Digging in the dirt
To find the places we got hurt
[x7]
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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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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Flying Without Wings - Westlife
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You'll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You' ll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
'Cause who's to know
Which one you let go
Would have made you complete
Well, for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
In any given time or place
It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
'Cause you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
And you're the place my life begins
And you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Virtuous Women
Good Women
like Jewels Gems and Rubies
Rare and Distinguished and Unique
Virtuous Full Of The Spirit women
Kind Loving and Sweet.
Powerful Serving Women
Discerning Compassionate
and Pure
Sincere Holy Women
Biblical and Crystal Clear
Godly Dedicated Women
Committed Faithful and True
Praying, Praising, Fasting Women
Denying themselves too.
Obedient Wise Women
Who know the Voice of the Lord
Quiet Teachable Women
Who are United in One Accord.
Submissive, Honorable, Reverent Women
Who teach Daughters how to pray
Sensitive, Spirit-led Women
Who follow in God's Way
A Virtuous Women who can Find?
Where does this queen Reside
Virtuous Women are Made
and it starts from the Inside.
poem by Debbie Bennett
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A Place In The Sun
(track 14 - time 4:18)
(steve dukes/chris lindsey)
Long ago, far away
I felt your lovin? glow upon my face
Was it a dream or just a promise made
What is my destiny
Someday Ill find a way to shine
Leave all these rainy days behind
I know theres got to be
Some place warm and bright for me
Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Darkness hangs overhead
Close to the point where angels fear to tread
I close my eyes and think of you instead
And pray youll be here soon
Someday Ill find a way to shine
Leave all these rainy days behind
I know theres got to be
Some place warm and bright for me
Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Sometimes it feels like this whole worlds against me
And every beaten path is just another winding road that tempts me
Far from you and all thats true
Ive got to find my way again
Someday Ill find a way to shine
Leave all these rainy days behind
I know theres got to be
Some place warm and bright for me
Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Yeah Im running out of places I can run
Looking for a place in the sun
Oh, wont you shine down on me sunshine
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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None of Them Have Men In Their Lives
None of them have men in their lives.
The boys that were raised...
Stayed boys.
Encouraged to do what boys do.
To go outside and play.
Games they would do all day.
None of them have men in their lives.
They were taught to criticize the ones that tried.
They would mock their attempts.
To convince the efforts made...
Were not up to par.
And less than grade A.
Leaving children to be raised by women...
To degrade any man that came their way!
None of them have men in their lives.
Because they do not recognize what one is.
They seek an image...
Portrayed by society.
And they wait for society to create for them...
Men that society has diminished,
With false images.
And none of them will ever find,
A man who can duck bullets and flies!
Or escape criticism...
For the things he does and tries.
There will never be a man,
To be who he is in their eyes.
They have all been lied to!
And that's why...
None of them have men in their lives!
Not even the boys who too seek men...
To show the women they have found at least one.
One that had a mind...
And did no prison time!
Or played games,
Like boys who grow up to look like men do!
None of them have men in their lives.
Since the ones who know they are,
Men.
Have chosen not to have anything to do with them.
Believing they are just as rare as true women.
So...
They fly alone solo!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Marsh
i know how the marshes smell,
used to have the smell of fish and mud
untouched by the body of a boat,
a wooden boat
definitely without the noise of the machine
and the gun
and the bearded men that carry the guns
less the children
and their mothers who have never come
and stayed an inch deep in the water
i have gone there once
i was a virgin, a fresh mind like the lily
of the marsh
i was the pure air of the lilies, i breathe
and they breathe with me
until i become like some of the bearded men
who come with the noise of the machine
and the guns
i do not like the smell of the marshes now
there are dead bodies of children and women
and unaccounted men
rotten, time and the waters finally buried them
less the usual ritual
of good men.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Far Away Places
(alex kramer / joan whitney)
The springfields
Far away places
With strange sounding names
Far away over the sea
Far away places
With the strange sounding names
Are callin, (callin), callin, (callin) me
Going to china, or maybe siam
I wanna see for myself
Those far away places
Ive been reading about
In a book (in a book)
That I took (that I took)
From a shelf
I start getting restless
Whenever I hear
The whistle of a train
I pray for the day I can get under way
And look for those castles in spain
They call me a dreamer
Well, maybe I am
But I know that Im burning to see
Those far away places
With the strange sounding names
Callin, (callin), callin, (callin) me
Far away, so far away
Far away, so far away
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Places
There are times when we think
of places where we grew up.
We moved away, then came back
to find some places were different
and others were not.
The ones that were different
we remember them as they were.
We hoped they would never change,
but time and progress
made sure that they did
and all we are left with
are memories of what once was.
poem by David Harris
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Hearts Fall
Edwin McCain
Hearts Fall
Pin feathers, dusty old wings
Living all my crazy never-land dreams
And I feel her trying when were apart
And I feel like dying
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And how she loves me, I dont understand
And if time wont change me, perhaps she can
And I feel her trying when were apart
And I feel like dying
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
My selfish anger and I just run away
But a perfect heart always makes me stay
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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For Every Man A Woman
For every man a woman some have been known to say
But in some places of one sex there's a shortage or so 'twould seem that way
And in some Towns some men don't have a woman and in some Towns some women don't have a man
And some without a partner have to live out their time span.
For every woman a man though that's not always the case
A batchelor or a spinster you will find in every place
In a place of a one sex shortage those who harbour self doubt
In their chatting up ability are those who do lose out.
And whether your name is Billy and whether your name is Sue
A man for every woman it is not always true
In places of a shortage of one sex some must lead a single life
Not for every woman a husband and not for every man a wife.
A man for every woman or vice versa to all does not apply
Some never do find a lasting love though hard enough they try
Some never have a partner and without a partner die
And for everyone there's someone in some cases is a lie.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Snow drops
From today, March 1st,
this sunny day, to 8th of March
Most women of my Land
Will smile and pray
Inside their hearts
For One they Love! !
The much loved man
Will hear woman's call..
There he is! !
As in her secret thoughts
At her own door:
Holding a bunch of
gentle little Snow Drops..
She gets those sweet flowers
then he's paid instead
only one warm and sweetest kiss!
But! ! For the spring to come
he needs a thousand! !
So, now get ready: His time to pray..
She has to kiss him
nine hundred ninety nine
times again..
Let's hope she'll hear..
Get it done..
Or..
Spring will never ever
come..
..
So, may I say my my pray:
For man to give the loved ones what they wish
and women give men a bit more then a much
too little- tiny kiss! !
poem by Elena Sandu
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Masculine
Phonecall:
(this is one of the neighbors from down the street.
This record of this music has been goin on all afternoon
And Im sick and tired of it. if it doesnt stop Im calling the police!)
You got me on the run, you got it your way
Now Im feeling pretty good and Im beginning to sweat
Your love is so fine, its got me feelin alright
Going out of my mind, I got to have you tonight
The girls so deep inside, like blood in my veins
Never lets me hide, now Im going insane
It makes me climb the walls, bite my nails to the bone
Its always by my side, it never leaves me alone
Chorus:
When its time to get tough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
When she wants to play rough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
Masculine
I know that Im a man from the spark in my soul
It can make me so hot, you got out of control
Grab her by the hair, drag her back to your cave
Its what makes a man a man, people always stay the same
(chorus)
Im masculine
(masculine, masculine)
(repeats)
Anytime, anyplace, anyway, in the heat of the nite and in the dark of the day
Anytime, anyplace, anyway
When its time to get tough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
When she wants to make love, Im masculine - what dyou say?
When she wants to make love, Im masculine
When she wants to play rough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
When she wants to make love, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
If you push me Ill shove, Im masculine
When she wants to play rough, Im masculine
When she wants to make love, Im masculine...
(to fade)
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Making Love To An Angel(2nd Revision)
A smile so sweet.
The secret places in which we meet.
Your are my true confidant.
We leave a trail of misery.
Screwing you in you back seat.
Nobody can ever know.
Cause you are my little dirty secret.
But still the best when i need it.
Going down, and going to heaven at the same time.
Making love to an angel and you know it.
It feels so damn good.
Who would shy away?
And all I have to say is that guy must be gay.
The taste of your lips, so bitter sweet.
The secret places in which we meet.
Again your on top of me.
Your controlling me and I like it.
Their just no denying it.
Oh baby, you know just what to do.
Holding it all in, and knowing just when to let go.
Making love to an angel and you know it.
It feels so damn good.
I wish it would never end.
Lets give it a go again and again.
Those words coming from you sound so sweet.
The secret places in which we meet.
It's so right.
All day and all night.
The claw marks you leave on my skin, create a burning within.
All I want is more.
We got to have it rough.
Never enough.
Making love to an angel and you know it.
It feels so damn good.
Perfect with every touch, to every desirable shape.
She is a goddess.
Can anyone relate?
Its our everlasting escape.
Oh baby I'm making love to an angel you know it, and you know it.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Dreams of Un-forbidden
I used to dream
Dream of places with endless skies
Dream of places with high mountains
Dream of places with low clouds
Dream of the place I am living in
But nobody dares dream here
Here is the place
Where the men have no hope
Where woman walk without a soul
Where children’s laughter
No longer bounces off the walls
This is my home
And I have no shame
Even when I roam
To the places so hidden
I wish it to be the un-forbidden
poem by Jackie Emley
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I Walk In The Quiet Places
I WALK IN THE QUIET PLACES
I walk in the quiet places
Where I can hear myself think-
I love the beauty of the silence
And the pleasure of just seeing things-
To be able to walk
To be able to look and see
Is such a big thing -
I know so many no longer capable of this-
I walk and think and pray for them also.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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