A Stream
there is a certain stream that all of us
would like to swim
where we are like children
following no other person's command
it is not a stream of water
that makes us wet and shiver
and make us think about some
kind of thirsts and satiation
it is something that we must not
cross lest we find ourselves in another
world and leave everyone
everything as they are and we
do not want it
we are scared we hesitate
to throw our feet in there
but then there is no choice
the nights, the lonely nights
take us all there
this is the stream of consciousness
that we all have
we think and love and speak in silence
in the light of our hearts
we travel inward, we hope we
truly become ourselves
invented, reinvented over and over again
to see our real faces
we simply float in there
we flow and we can never stop
gladly beyond as he calls it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Stream Is Flowing From The West
The stream is flowing from the west;
As if it poured from yonder skies,
It wears upon its rippling breast
The sunset's golden dyes;
And bearing onward to the sea,
'T will clasp the isle that holdeth thee.
I dip my hand within the wave;
Ah! how impressionless and cold!
I touch it with my lip, and lave
My forehead in the gold.
It is a trivial thought, but sweet,
Perhaps the wave will kiss thy feet.
Alas! I leave no trace behind --
As little on the senseless stream
As on thy heart, or on thy mind;
Which was the simpler dream,
To win that warm, wild love of thine,
Or make the water whisper mine?
Dear stream! some moons must wax and wane
Ere I again shall cross thy tide,
And then, perhaps, a viewless chain
Will drag me to her side,
To love with all my spirit's scope,
To wish, do everything but -- hope.
poem by Henry Timrod
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Double Slit
Humor
humor and soup
and philosophy
and dreams of artificial splendor -
a thick, black turd
floating in the punchbowl
of life's
over inflated
expectations
a stream
a stream of thought
a stream of consciousness
does consciousness stream?
perhaps
but
I hear tell
that it moves
both as a particle
and a wave
©MMVI Derek R. Audette
poem by Derek R. Audette
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Gallant maiden...Lets fish...
Lonely stream, where do you depart with your lover?
Lovely maiden, why do you walk on this lonely stream?
Lovely song brace with echoes...
I fish this stream my lovely maiden...
I can't fish...
Come, lets fish...
If you were this fish...
I will take care of you...
Come, i can't eat this fish...
We caught...
Where my gallant maiden, Where do you live?
You make me question this stream...
You make me guard our departed stream...
Come lets fish...
Lets, start over...
Before, this stream drys out...
Before, we can no longer fish again...
Oh, expire fish i treasure your bone for my lost lover...
I held you in my heart forever and ever...
Do Not Believe, Do Not Fear, Do Not Ask
Do Not Believe, Do Not Fear, Do Not Ask
Different nights, different people,
Wants- doesn't want, bites - doesn't bite (loves - doesn't love),
Someone will leave alone, someone will jump off,
Someone will be tired and fed up.
Someone will spin wire from cleat
Someone will start new themes
Someone will show off, someone is maniac,
Someone is like you, someone is like me...
Don't light and don't extinguish
Don't believe, don't be scared, don't ask
And calm down, calm down
Don't believe, don't be scared, don't ask
Don't believe, don't be scared, don't ask
Don't believe, don't be scared
Different nights - different people
He will not, she is scared
Somebody makes his enemies his friends
Somebody goes down into the dust under feet
Somewhere there's much of what is little
But round the roads there will be a raid
Somebody will risk, and somebody will not be able
Somebody will understand, but won't be able to help
Somebody will go away, somebody will come back
Somebody will find his new sun
Somebody into the bushes, somebody into me
Somebody like you, somebody like me.
song performed by by Tatu
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Straight To The Heart
Words & music: michael w. smith and brent bourgeois
When Im down when my souls in need of rest
Come your words of comfort and of hope
I see your face always smiling back at me
A stream of light shining straight to the heart
Child of god, child of light
Therell be no more lonely nights
Cause you have brightened up my life
Theres a road that leads me to this place
A path of love running straight to the heart
Over the years Ive learned one important thing
Its that real friends shall never truly be apart
You were there in my darkest time of need
With a hand reaching straight to the heart
Child of god, child of light
Therell be no more lonely nights
Cause you have brightened up my life
Take this gift, it is all I have to give
A prayer of love forever straight to the heart
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Long-Legged Fly
THAT civilisation may not sink,
Its great battle lost,
Quiet the dog, tether the pony
To a distant post;
Our master Caesar is in the tent
Where the maps ate spread,
His eyes fixed upon nothing,
A hand under his head.
Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence.
That the topless towers be burnt
And men recall that face,
Move most gently if move you must
In this lonely place.
She thinks, part woman, three parts a child,
That nobody looks; her feet
Practise a tinker shuffle
Picked up on a street.
Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
Her mind moves upon silence.
That girls at puberty may find
The first Adam in their thought,
Shut the door of the Pope's chapel,
Keep those children out.
There on that scaffolding reclines
Michael Angelo.
With no more sound than the mice make
His hand moves to and fro.
Like a long-leggedfly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Love In The Air
The moonlight shimmered on the water
of a small woodland stream.
We sit on the bank,
watching moonbeams dancing
on the growing ripples on the water,
from the pebbles that we throw.
The sound of the wise old owl,
and the rustle of the leaves
ruffled by the breeze.
The plop of our pebbles
dropping into the stream,
and our two hearts beating,
as we sit together
with arms around one another
underneath the moon.
We sit there enjoying
the love that is in the air.
24 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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The Old Lady At The Stream
THERE AND OLD LADY
WHO SIT BY THE STREAM
WATCHING THE DUCK SWIM BY
ALONG WITH THE FROG
WHO CATCHES A FLY
OH THERE AND OLD LADY
WHO SIT BY THE STREAM
WHO NEVER MOVES
JUST WATCHES THE WATER
KEEP IT GROOVE
NEVER TALKING TO NO ONE
ACCEPT GOD AND HER SELF
THANKING HIM
FOR HER HEALTH
AND SITING ALONE
WITHOUT A CARE
JUST WATCHING THE DUCK
SWIM ON BY
ALONG WITH THE FROG
WHO CATCHES ANOTHER FLY
OH THERE AND OLD LADY
WHO SIT BY THE STREAM
poem by Bruce Martone
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The Real World
Lead vocal - john miles
One more compromise I wont be making
One more easy way out I wont be taking
So many chances dont come twice
So many eyes are made of ice
One more cheating hand I wont be shaking
One more substitute I wont be trying
One more piece of the rock that Im not buying
So many times we stand and fight
So many reasons cant be right
One more simple truth Im not denying
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many fools who dont think twice
Too many ways to pay the price
Dont wanna live my life in the real world
One more sacrifice I wont be making
One more golden rule I wont be breaking
No one to let me state my case
No one to tell me to my face
One more sweet suprise I wont be faking
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many bridges you can burn
Too many tables you cant turn
Dont wanna live my life in the real world
Too many lonely hearts in the real world
Too many lonely nights in the real world
Too many games that I cant play
Too many windmills in my way
Dont wanna live in the real world
song performed by by Alan Parsons Project
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In the river brook
oh! beautiful river
of the brook placidly floats in the
slippery foot
quietly smooth
as it stood in the
river floor, where you come
to my eager calls
come to the silent of
the night, as the
moon light shine making me afar, in
your stream
that reunites
me to go too far, until
the evening soon it depart, as
the day you come
to see my
hands leading me where I might be
open it wide
to know the true is
right,
your silence stream guides me
so bright, hope that
you will always be in the night
I sight
poem by Antonio Liao
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A Buddhist speaks: a man listens, drinks
‘The burning flames of anger have parched the stream of my being.
The thick darkness of illusion has blinded my intelligence.
My consciousness drowns in torrents of desire.
The mountain of pride has flung me into the nether worlds.
The driving blizzard of envy has dragged me into samsara.
The demon of belief in the ego has me firmly by the throat.’
(Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche)
[samsara = the flow of the world] ]
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Oh Dilgo! You too? And you,
high in the snowy mountains, in a thriving monastery,
surrounded by devotion, love, study, meditation, prayer…
what hope for me and us, if this is what you find in you?
Then I remember your serene and smiling face,
untrammelled, unaffected, giving, and compassionate;
your first thought, before and after meditation
and the seeking of those light-clouded inner worlds,
compassion for the world; as you in turn were taught..
what hope for me and us, what can we do –
but, read this… not with self-loathing, but compassion,
the compassion that brought you, too, to write…
and I recall how snow, hanging from a mountain ledge,
forms drops of water sparkling in the sun and mountain air;
now and then, they drop; join together in a trickle;
a little way below, a mountain stream
gurgles, laughs upon its way;
makes a channel in the rock, splashes from the overhangs;
further down below (silent and still from up here, but for
a single bird, wheeling, gliding, in the lower air)
down below – a mighty river plans to form;
how pure its water tastes.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Looking-Glass River
Smooth it glides upon its travel,
Here a wimple, there a gleam--
O the clean gravel!
O the smooth stream!
Sailing blossoms, silver fishes,
Pave pools as clear as air--
How a child wishes
To live down there!
We can see our colored faces
Floating on the shaken pool
Down in cool places,
Dim and very cool;
Till a wind or water wrinkle,
Dipping marten, plumping trout,
Spreads in a twinkle
And blots all out.
See the rings pursue each other;
All below grows black as night,
Just as if mother
Had blown out the light!
Patience, children, just a minute--
See the spreading circles die;
The stream and all in it
Will clear by-and-by.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Don't Throw It All Away
Maybe i don't wanna know the reason why
But lately you don't talk to me
Darling i can't see me in your eyes
I hold you near but you're so far away
And it's losing you i can't believe
To watch you leave and let this feeling die
You alone are the living thing that keeps me alive
And tomorrow if i'm here without your love
You know i can't survive
Only my love can raise you high above it all
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
(break)
We can take the darkness and make if full of light
But let your love flow back to me
How can you leave and let this feeling die
This happy room will be a lonely place when you are gone
And i won't even have your shoulders for the crying on
No other women's love could be as true , i'm begging you
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
We changed the world we made it ours to hold
But dreams are made for those who really try
This losing you is real
But i still feel you here inside
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
(repeat last verse at least twice more and fade out)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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(Our Love) Don't Throw It All Away
Maybe I don't wanna know the reason why
But lately you don't talk to me
Darling I can't see me in your eyes
I hold you near but you're so far away
And it's losing you I can't believe
To watch you leave and let this feeling die
You alone are the living thing that keeps me alive
And tomorrow if I'm here without your love
You know I can't survive
Only my love can raise you high above it all
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
(break)
We can take the darkness and make if full of light
But let your love flow back to me
How can you leave and let this feeling die
This happy room will be a lonely place when you are gone
And I won't even have your shoulders for the crying on
No other women's love could be as true , I'm begging you
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
We changed the world we made it ours to hold
But dreams are made for those who really try
This losing you is real
But I still feel you here inside
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love , our love
Don't throw it all away , our love
(repeat last verse at least twice more and fade out
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Fish with no tail
as i gaze out of nature... i have seen a fish without a tail
impossible but its true, first things came up to my mind
is, ask whether its worth to give time to remember all
the scene or perhaps, just a memories of a simple
goodbye
as the fish swim, deep beneath the crystal blue water, i
couldn't remember the minutes, the hours past, nay i felt
that i haven't taken my meal, it seems all are just a blink
of a second in my eyes
it keeps on bubbling, even in a thousands seconds it
stay in the water, until i notice that the fish fail to surface
beneath the running water, for the absence of the tail
the body is nothing
all is just a mirror of a fish that, every movement of the
body, the twist of the tail has to follow, its a paradox to
believe that we see the tail of other fish, nay never we
saw that we don't have tail of our own
like the fish it swim, with no direction, only an inspiration
that we can do, yet as it goes there we go, tail that swim
in the water stream with no affection of what to do
now i see, how to swim, in water, lou! where i may go...in
the world of stream when everybody is frame......
poem by Antonio Liao
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One of Those Lonely Nights
One of those lonely nights.
Where one types useless words
at unimportant people.
Will you ever see them?
No...
They're just there
cause you're there.
Your lonely and they're lonely.
Two people destine to be apart.
It was due from the start.
You live halfway across the world
and I am where I am.
Catching the cold chill of a lonely night,
I shiver and there is no one here
to make me warm.
One of those lonely nights.
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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O the Kind
Fill my world of mind
With light O the Kind
So that I don't act
As if I am blind
I want to see you in my dream
Don't let my tears make a stream
Make patience my armor
Fill my heart with vigor
Please talk to me in my dream
Don't let my tears make a stream
poem by Asif Andalib
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One Of These Nights
One of these nights
One of these crazy old nights
Were gonna find out
Pretty mama
What turns on your lights
The full moon is calling
The fever is high
And the wicked wind whispers
And moans
You got your demons
You got desires
Well, I got a few of my own
Oo, someone to be kind to in
Between the dark and the light
Oo, coming right behind you
Swear Im gonna find you
One of these nights
One of these dreams
One of these lost and lonely dreams
Were gonna find one
One that really screams
Ive been searching for the daughter
Of the devil himself
Ive been searching for an angel in white
Ive been waiting for a woman whos a little
Of both
And I can feel her but shes nowhere
In sight
Oo, loneliness will blind you
In between the wrong and the right
Oo, coming right behind you
Swear Im gonna find you
One of these nights
One of these nights
In between the dark and the light
Coming right behind you
Swear Im gonna find you
Get ya baby one of these nights
One of these nights
One of these nights
I can feel it
I can feel it
One of these nights
Coming right behind you
Swear Im gonna find you now
One of these nights..etc....
song performed by by Eagles
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You kill the River not the Fish
waste dump makes us numb, plant grows
made us a calm, river flows lead us to glow in
the Lilies where they want go
beautiful fish as it swim, in the fresh water
it flaps; breathing as it dances, waiting to
see the angler hook, in a beautiful sway you
are always seen
gills so shinny, bone so flexible to cook, eyes
that looks like a golden moon in the gloomy
nights you will always stay
jump, jump and jump follow the rhythms of
the stream; almost going near to the sea, where
your heart sings and leads me to be happy
as the river goes out its way, turbid where
nobody wants to fish, everyday faces wants
to tease; it’s the clear water you always dump
makes me ugly, for each waste makes me
so funny
why are you not so sensitive to my calls, where
your eyes in fact is not big as me, you’ve made
me lost, nay! the food that is sweet and plenty,
serve and give the table now is empty
look at me now, my eyes is blind in your hands;
accept that you’re not so lucky for the
river now seems not for everybody; they’re all
dead and you come to me to beg
please listen first to my flee …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Driff me off
yield with full of awesome memory,
languish in the option of time, of where I
settle my complete hope of surrender to
the wave of the sky, I command to lie
down my hand
put off the flower that floats and come
to the magic of the stream, the waiting is
gone as the captive dream cease no one
in the sun
pour out all the water spells, the drifted
echo, lives in the air, listen my blooming
dear your escape is only in dream, for
your sweet touch may be gone; as the
water goes through the stream and the
wind may come the same, the pain may
always live to win
go crystal water, as the drifted sky comes
to end and let the passing tears leaves in
the air.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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