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After The Scream

after the scream, she takes her needed vacation
in Florence,
takes her silent walks along the boulevard
by the river of Arno,

this is Italy, and the scream had long been forgotten.
it is over she said, my brother is dead, and i am here

working on a plan to survive the pain
of my family

each step is a forgetting.
the sound of her heels on the cobbled stones
must tell another story

something happy, about her love and her coping up
for a new beginning.

her long hair hangs on her thick black coat
the river is a big, wide, long silver
running between two connected
ancient towns of other people's miseries

not hers now. It is over. It is over.
She keeps on telling herself.

she obliges a smile in this picture.
her hands inside her pocket.Her arms
sticking on the side of her
frail, brown body.

Meanwhile, the sun begins
to spread her morning light.

It is time to go.That's what is written
at the back of the picture.

I am looking at it now. I am smiling.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This River

this river is a wide and long stretch
of brown dreams
it is silent its ripples are like moving threads
it has a song of its own
that only your heart can sing

we sail this river again
this ealy morning when the sun still hides itself
in the nipa palms

we sit side by side as the boat takes its time
we hold our hands
we are still lovers throught the years
we look forward to the same direction

it will not take that long
at the end we will see again the cascades
we will hear the flow of the mountain springs

we will again remember
the harmony of what we once were
do you hear that cascading song of the water?
that is the song of the river that in my heart i always treasure

together and forever
we will cascade, my love, like this long, brown river to the sea
of our daily affections

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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your picture had long been
taken out from my pocket
i have thrown it
in the river that flows to the sea
who knows where
it may be

i care not to know
i have long forced myself to forget you

but then true love no matter what
even with forceful forgetting
comes to you again
whispering her name

it seems that even without your picture
you name is still
embedded in my brain
your face is a memory
that cannot be forgotten
in the deepest crevice
of my heart

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When You Want To Forget Love

your picture had long been
taken out from my pocket
i have thrown it
in the river that flows to the sea
who knows where
it may be

i care not to know
i have long forced myself to forget you

but then true love no matter what
even with forceful forgetting
comes to you again
whispering her name

it seems that even without your picture
you name is still
embedded in my brain
your face is a memory
that cannot be forgotten
in the deepest crevice
of my heart

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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your picture had long been
taken out from my pocket
i have thrown it
in the river that flows to the sea
who knows where
it may be

i care not to know
i have long forced myself to forget you

but then true love no matter what
even with forceful forgetting
comes to you again
whispering her name

it seems that even without your picture
you name is still
embedded in my brain
your face is a memory
that cannot be forgotten
in the deepest crevice
of my heart

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All That I Give

Why do you hate me?
Why does he hate me?
Why does she hate me
And all I want to be?

I want to be alive
I want to be dead
I want to survive
And scream 'Off with my head! '

My hair is blonde
My hair is black
You're dead and gone
So don't come back

My eyes are brown
My eyes are blue
I always frown
When I see you

You make me scream
You hurt my pride
You bust my seams
From deep inside

You want me alive
You want me dead
You want me to survive
Yet scream 'Off with her head! '

I've cried for you
I've lied for you
I've given it all
That which led to my downfall

I've told you the truth
And given you lies
And all the rest
I hide deep inside

So go screw yourself,
You greedy damn whelp!
And don't come back
'Cause I won't help!

You wanted the truth?
Well, here it is:
You don't deserve me
And all that I give

You won't get me back
As long as I live
I'm on the attack
I'll get back what I give

I've given you life
I've given you lies
I've given you hair
I've given you eyes

I've given you smiles
I've given you frowns
With you I have been
Through the ups and downs

But enough is enough!
I'm done with you now!
You don't deserve love;
You disgusting, selfish cow!

poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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Refugio's Hair

In the old days of our family,
My grandmother was a young woman
Whose hair was as long as the river.
She lived with her sisters on the ranch
La Calera--The Land of the Lime--
And her days were happy.
But her uncle Carlos lived there too,
Carlos whose soul had the edge of a knife.
One day, to teach her to ride a horse,
He made her climb on the fastest one,
Bareback, and sit there
As he held its long face in his arms.
And then he did the unspeakable deed
For which he would always be remembered:
He called for the handsome baby Pirrín
And he placed the child in her arms.
With that picture of a Madonna on horseback
He slapped the shank of the horse's rear leg.
The horse did what a horse must,
Racing full toward the bright horizon.
But first he ran under the álamo trees
To rid his back of this unfair weight:
This woman full of tears
And this baby full of love.
When they reached the trees and went under,
Her hair, which had trailed her,
Equal in its magnificence to the tail of the horse,
That hair rose up and flew into the branches
As if it were a thousand arms,
All of them trying to save her.
The horse ran off and left her,
The baby still in her arms,
The two of them hanging from her hair.
The baby looked only at her
And did not cry, so steady was her cradle.
Her sisters came running to save them.
But the hair would not let go.
From its fear it held on and had to be cut,
All of it, from her head.
From that day on, my grandmother
Wore her hair short like a scream,
But it was long like a river in her sleep.

poem by Alberto Ríos
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Picture Book

Picture yourself when youre getting old,
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on[? ].
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they love each other a long ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
A picture of you in your birthday suit,
You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon.
Picture book, your mama and your papa, and fat old uncle charlie out cruising with their friends.
Picture book, a holiday in august, outside a bed and breakfast in sunny southend.
Picture book, when you were just a baby, those days when you were happy, a long time ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

song performed by by Kinks
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Smile For Me

'Smile for me!

Is somebody waiting for me?

She took this picture

Did she take it for me?

Time is ticking,

Her smile insists, just to tell her was she waiting me?

When she smiles, I feel it, I know, I see it.

When she’s happy,

Smiles so bright, gives me another reason

For her her I’d fight!

I am happy when she’s happy

I smile when she smiles

I face the fact that it’s just her smile.

But I know inside,

Deep inside that smile,

She smiles for me, just for awhile.

A picture perfected, you should see

I just love it when she smiles for me.

She inspires me to reach out my hand

Hold her close

Let her stand

That smile of hers, no one can take,

No matter how early, no matter how late.

The time it takes, you must understand

It starting now, it starts again.

When you see her smile

It makes you see, just how deep is her real beauty.

To display her I would

Smile for me she should

My day would be complete, when she even smiles for me.

Those eyes, that skin, her hair, that grin

Makes you forget what world you are in

Her eyes I gaze

Her hands so soft

When she?

Will she?

I think she ought.

Smile for me, not the first or the last

Just smile for me, my time has past

I wait to see that smile she wore

She smiles for me forevermore.

Did I miss it?

Here it comes, a smile for me is coming out

But when, If, I wonder how.

She smiles when she sees me, when I am no where around

That smile she has inspires us all.

Will she smile? will she smile at all?

I wait to see, is it coming out? That smile is here,

It’s out it’s out

Taken with time

A grin so new

Just one more smile

Ok make it two.

Held in my arms.

Waiting’ to see.

Smiling, waiting, too much to ask,

But smile for me, at last, at last!

I saw one coming out

Here’s another

She smiles, she smiles like no other.
When she, will she, I should wonder,
But that smile of hers is the 9th world wonder.

Smile for me, smile wide smile bright!
Give me a smile to rest with tonight.

My smile is yours as you can see,
But smile for me so they all can see.

Hidden behind that timeless frame,
Is a smile I would love to see again and again'

poem by Antonio Lockridge
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Inside the pictures frame

Inside the pictures frame
~
Light breaks in the picture frame
A morning caught over a lake
Or a maidens beautiful smile
The sun cutting through the trees
Shadows falling away
A story begins in every picture
A tale waits to be told
The sound of laughter begins
In a memory of sweet joy
Light breaks in the picture frame
A moment captured for posterity
That the world is held
To forever look upon this scene
Feel its warmth, enjoy its memory
A new day beginning
A maiden or a child’s smile
Kept inside the pictures frame
Where a light forever breaks

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Roll down, Long River (song)

Roll down, Long, Long River to the sea,
Call me, Long, Long River where I should be.
Sing me a lullaby
How to live and die.
Lark's song in the sky
Lets me survive…

Bring your mud mad waters to the East.
Are you tired, Long River, of the heartless lucky beasts?
Lonely tears and cries,
Cruel lies and crimes
You submerge as well,
You'll never tell…

Roll down, Long, Long River to the sea…
Call me, Long, Long River where I should be…
Roll down, Long, Long River…
Roll down, Long, Long River…
To the East…

poem by Galina Struchalina
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A Change Is Gonna Come

(s. cooke)
Producers: martyn ware and greg walsh
Producer (live version): john hudson
Album: live in europe (88), the collected recordings (94)
I was born by the river in a little tent
Oh, and like that river Ive been running ever since
Its been a long, long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is
Its been too hard living and Im affraid to die
I dont know whats up there beyond the sky
Its been a long, long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is
I go to the movies and I go around in town
Everybody there keeps telling me dont hang around
Its been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is
Then I go to my brother
And I say brother, please
But he just winds up, knocking me
Back down on my knees
Sometimes I thought I wouldnt last for long
But now I think Im able to carry on
Its been a long, long time coming
But I know a change is gonna come
Oh yes it is

song performed by by Tina Turner
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A silent river

In the silent river my sweetheart tell me everything
See how calm the waters
In the silent river my sweetheart tell me what you feel
see how beautiful the river
With the sound of birds whistling
Joyful whistling in this river

How happy they gave beauty on this silent river
In the silent river my love dont forget with our promises
Sound of water running thrilling us
Note the butterfly flew with graceful
Add warm atmospher here
in the silent river

how much i have anxious waiting for you here
in the silent river
The anxiety i always remember our promises
here in the silent river
When there is only me that shaded the sun's heat
To time gives the distance between us
In the silent river..
my sweetheart dont forget with our love

poem by Dwi utami
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A Picture In Black And White Always Brings Nostalgia
For Instance The Picture Of Mama And Papa
Beside Their Daughters
Named Leonor With The Pony Tail

Betty With The Tiny Curls
And Delia
With Her Expensive Smile
(She Seems To Frown In All The Other

Pictures)
And There Was This Bouncy, Plump Boy
Wrapped With Silky Cloth
That Mama Held So Tightly In Her Arms
As Papa Sat On A

Big Rosewood Chair
Like General Mcarthur
Not Afraid Of The War
His Left Hand Inside His

Pant Pocket While
The Other Hand Was Holding
Mama’s Waist
I Know That Boy

With A Big Smile As Though Life
Is A Big Joke
That Boy Was Supposedly
Their Only Boy

It Was Me
And Then Ten Years Later
My Brother Came
I Did Not Know Why There Was
No Other Picture
Like That

A Family, For The Time Being
Let My Brother Tell You
We Are Never Close And I Do Not Like
To Tell The Truth

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Picture

a picture in black and white always brings nostalgia
for instance the picture of mama and papa
beside their daughters
named leonor with the pony tail
betty with the tiny curls
and delia
with her expensive smile
(she seems to frown in all the other
pictures)
and there was this bouncy, plump boy
wrapped with silky cloth
that mama held so tightly in her arms
as papa sat on a
big rosewood chair
like general mcarthur
not afraid of the war
his left hand inside his
pant pocket while
the other hand was holding
mama's waist
i know that boy
with a big smile as though life
is a big joke

that boy was supposedly
their only boy

it was me

and then ten years later
my brother came
i did not know why there was
no other picture
like that

a family, for the time being
let my brother
tell you

we are never close and i do not like
to tell the truth

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everything Takes Me Back

(michael p. heeney/casey beathard/michael white)
Its a song on the radio
Its your picture on the wall in my bedroom
Its any one of a million memories
Girl, everything takes me back but you
Its every place that weve ever been
Its running into someone we both knew
Or its the face of a total stranger
Girl, everything takes me back but you
Ive called you up Ive begged and pleaded left love letters at your door
Though I broke your heart you gotta believe it hurt me even more
So whats it gonna take, what ya wanna hear girl, I think Ive paid my dues
And it might be just but it dont seem fair that everything takes me back but you
Its a sound or its the silence
Its the thought of what Ive done
I cant undo
Or its the dream I cant put behind me
Girl, everything takes me back but you
Ive called you up Ive begged and pleaded left love letters at your door
Though I broke your heart you gotta believe it hurt me even more
So whats it gonna take, what ya wanna hear girl, I think Ive paid my dues
And it might be just but it dont seem fair that everything takes me back but you
Its the night or its the morning
Its the thunder rolling in before it rains
Or its a long, long, long, long stretch of highway
Girl, its nothing and its everything, its everything
Everything takes me back but you
Girl, everything takes me back but you

song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Scream

Oooh yeah...
You can fill my cup
You can fill my bowl
This train is ready to roll
Your eyes of fire has stole my soul
Still coming back for more
You are the lock I am the key
Climb on my lemon tree
You are the one youre on your knees
You are my little queen
You know just what I mean
Climb on my lemon tree
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get extreme
All night, all night long
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get obscene
All night, all night long
All night, all night long
Pretty baby in the back of my car
Look now youve gone too far
Have a slice of my lemon pie
One more will get you high
You wanna know, you wanna see
How much you can squeeze
You are the one,
You are a tease
You love my demon seed
You know just what I mean
Climb on my lemon tree
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get extreme
All night, all night long
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get obscene
All night, all night long
All night, all night long
Suck it!
Yeah!
You took me in the wild
No one around for miles
You aint too proud to beg
Juice running down my leg
I want a chick who makes me feel
Mmm... closer babe
I want you to be free
I want you lovin me
I want to hear you scream
I want to you to touch my leg
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get extreme
All night, all night long
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get obscene
All night, all night long
All night, all night long
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get extreme
All night, all night long
Make me scream
All night, all night long
Gonna get obscene
All night, all night long
All night, all night long

song performed by by Billy Idol
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I Will Get There

Ohohah
Hey
Yeah
I've been wanderin' 'round in the dark
Been lost somewhere where no light could shine on my heart
I have known a pain so deep
But I know my faith will free me
[Get there] And I'll get through this
[Get there] I'll find my way again
So don't tell me that it's over
'Cause each step just gets me closer
[chorus]
(I will get there) I will get there
(I will get there) I will get there somehow
Cross that river (Cross that river)
Nothing's stoppin' me now
I will get through the night (Oh, yes, I will)
And make it through to the other side
(Get there) Get there
(Get there) Get there
I've been in these chains for so long
I'll break free and I'll be there where I belong
Hold my head up high, I'll stand tall
And I swear this time I won't fall
[Get there] I will do this
[Get there] No matter what it takes
'Cause I know no limitations
And I'll reach my destination, I will get there
[chorus]
I will get there (I will get there)
I will get there (Ooh) somehow (Somehow)
Cross that river (Cross that river)
Nothing's stoppin' me now
I will get through the night
And make it through to the other side
(Ooh, get there) Get there
(Get there) Get there
Well, the night is cold and dark
But somewhere the sun is shining
And I'll feel it shine on me
I'll keep on tryin', I'll keep on tryin'
I will get there (I will get there)
I will get there somehow
Cross that river (Cross that river)
Nothing's stoppin' me now
I will get through the night
And make it through to the other side
Get there, get there
I will get there (I will get there)
I will get there somehow (Somehow)
Cross that river (I'll cross that river for you)
Nothing's stoppin' me now (OhwhoaI)
I will get through (Through) the night
And make it through to the other side (Ohhoohho)
(Get there) Get there
(Ooh, get there) Get there (Whoaoh)
I will get there (I will get there)
I will get there somehow (Somehow)
Cross that river (I'll cross it for your love)
Nothing's stoppin' me now (No matter what)
I will get through the night (I will get through the night)
And make it through to the other side
(Get there) Get there
(Ooh, get there) Get there
Get there
Ohhooh
I'll get there

song performed by by Boyz II Men
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Little Bit Of Love

Yeah
Woo...ooh...ooh...ooh...
You say you want to be the one I need
You say you want to be the one for me
You say you want to be the one I need
But then you go and act so crazy
You say you never want to let me go
You say you want to be the one I hold
You say you never want to let me go
But then you go and leave me lonely
If you want to make things right
Love can make a way
If you want to take the time
Act like what you say, yeah
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is lovely
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is lovely
You want to be the one who makes me shy
The one who makes me laugh and makes me cry
You want to be the one to change my life
Then maybe you should treat me kindly
You want to make believe you never left
You want to make believe I never wept
You said youd never ever leave again
Oh, baby, wont you quit pretendin
If you want to make things right
Love can make a way
And if you want to take the time
Act like what you say, yeah
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is lovely
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is lovely, oh
Oh
Oh, if you want to make things right
Love can make a way
And if you want to take the time
Act like what you say, yeah
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is lovely
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is lovely
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is all it takes (Little bit of love)
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is all it takes
Girl, you got to make things right
A little bit of love is all it takes
Girl, we got to take our time
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love is lovely
A little bit of love is all it takes
A little bit of love goes a long, long way

song performed by by New Edition
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Just A Little Love

When I think that you got everything that you need,
you only ask for more.
You got dresses from Paris and a Jaguar car,
Nasty habits that no sheik could afford.
Easy money and what it buys.
is the loneliest kind of high.
If you ever just give it a try,
Just a little love (just a little love)
Goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love (just a little love)
Just a little love
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.
You bought a high-dollar house in the Hollywood hills,
the zip code of the stars.
Into nouvelle cuisine, candy keeps you lean.
The doctor takes your credit card.
In the emptiness of the night, when you never feel satisfied.
And you're missin' what could make it right.
Just a little love (just a little love)
Goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love (just a little love)
Just a little love
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.
Oh yeah.
Aren't you carryin' cash just a little too far?
What happens when it's gone?
Every pleasure gets old, like a river runs dry.
The things that last come down to one.
Just a little love, goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love, just a little love,
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.
Just a little love, goes a long way.
A little love goes a long, long way.
Just a little love, a little love,
A little love goes a long, long, long, long way.

song performed by by 38 Special
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The Scream Of Edvard Munch

i look at it again. I have read the story
how the scream came about as an important piece of
art in our history.

it was said that he visited his sister in
a mental asylum located at the foot of a hill
in the nearby creek in one of the far towns in Norway.

he was sad and had all the pity for his sister.
He felt inside his heart the eruption of Krakatoa
her saw the picture how 2/3 of the island was missing
by the thickness of the lava.

He saw the mummy of Peru.It was another sad story.

He pieced them together. Fused them all with his own kind
of misery.
He was on a small boat heading home.

Nature screams. The volcano. The mummy. And the misery
raging inside him.
He screamed.
There was no sound at all.
The two shadows behind him did not bother at all.
The fires behind him are threatening to burn the boat
him inside it.

No one hears anyway.
Except us, who keeps on seeing the
painting.
It was stolen sometime.
We keep on recalling too.

Somehow we see
our own miseries
and we too scream
silently
in front of our monitors now.
In a cyberspace that is too empty
and huge

and again, no one hears.
Try screaming.
Now.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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