An Excerpt Of A Non-poem
'I started to draft
'In My Own Eyes'
last 2008;
And shared it
with a friend (priest) .
It's put on hold
for a while
because I know
I can be too emotional.
How I wish I could just free
willingly tell my story,
like re-living
the past'
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sometimes
Sometime my feeling simply hurt some much. I am just in some much emotional pain. So very much. It is hard to say. What is it, it is. I will tell you at times I, hate such emotional irrigate people.
What want to be free from the hang-ups up of the past, to be free of the pain of the misunderstanding and be free to love my life un-bogged down with all of this emotional pain, weight at time.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Livin' In The Past
Happy, and I'm smiling, walk a mile to drink your water.
You know I'd love to love you, and above you there's no other
We'll go walking out while others shout of war's disaster.
Oh, be forgiving, let's go living in the past.
Once I'd used to join in every boy and girl was my friend.
Now there's revolution but they don't know what they're fighting.
Let us close out eyes. Outside their lives go on much faster
Oh, be forgiving, we'll keep living in the past.
Oh, be forgiving, let's go living in the past.
Oh, no, no, be forgiving, let's go living in the past
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Portofino Sounds So Far Away!
It is the story of nights
When love somnoles for a while
While near the window, a dogwood tree
Blossoms in white, in flowers, in time
It is the story well known
When I hold your hand
To stay where we are, or just
To stay
For with time, between two kisses
Suddenly, love leaves for a while
In lavender, in tears, in promises
All goes, between two kisses
On an August night
It is the story others only know
The story which, with time, becomes ours
Between two goodbyes, at a train station
On an October night
And, as I look back
To the times we never had, alone,
To the fears that kept us up, alone,
After a promise was shared, alone,
I smile. For it is the story
I was told when young
When date trees grew near
Fig trees, and when high tide
Brought the bluest sea to our door
When we were told that with time
All goes, between two dogwood white petals
Falling
Or when in your eyes I lost
The times we never had
Alone
October 31,2008
poem by Vahe Kazandjian
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Emotional
Ooh yeah yeah yeah
Here comes the soul
Gimme that soul
Ooh hes emotional
Hes an emotional man
Sacrify the day
And bless the night
Want you to come and do me
Ooh hes emotional
Hes an emotional man
Hes got tears in his eyes
Watch him break down and cry
Watch me cry
Hear me babe
Was soll ich dir noch sagen
Es ist doch alles schon gesagt
Ohne uns sind wir die hlfte wert
Wir gehn vorbei und sehn es nicht
Hes a desperate man in a world so cold
Und du weit, ich habe ein herz wie ein lwe
Hes just longing for a woman to hold
Und das herz geht so lange zum messer bis es sticht
Do me
Ooh hes emotional
Hes an emotional man
So emotional
I had my woman right here
I had her in the palm of my hand
Want you to come and do me
Ooh hes emotional
So emotional
Hes an emotional man
Hes got tears in his eyes
Watch him break down and cry
Watch me cry
Still hear me babe
Ich wei, da die frau die mich ertrgt noch nicht geboren ist
Aber ich bitte dich, komm zur welt
Hes a desperate man in a world so cold
Und du weit, ich habe ein herz wie ein lwe
Hes just longing for a woman to hold
Und wenn du willst, dann geh ich down on my knees and pray to
The spirits above, do me
Ooh hes emotional
So emotional
Hes an emotional man
I had my woman right here
I had her in the palm of my hand
Want you to come and do me
Ooh hes emotional
So emotional
Hes an emotional man
Hes got tears in his eyes
Watch him break down and cry
Cry -
Watch me break down and cry
Tears in my eyes Ive got to cry cry
Tears in my eyes Ive got to cry cry
Watch me break down and cry
And pray to the spirits above and do me
Ooh hes emotional
So emotional
Hes an emotional man
I had my woman right here
I had her in the palm of my hand
Want you to come and do me
Ooh hes emotional
So emotional
Hes an emotional man
Hes got tears in his eyes
Watch him break down and cry
Cry -
Cry - hear me babe was soll ich dir noch sagen
Cry - es ist doch alles schon gesagt, du siehst ja wo ich bin
Cry - cant you see Im down on my knees
Cry - but Ill tell you something wenn nicht, dann nicht
Ooh hes emotional
So emotional
Hes an emotional man
I had my woman right here
I had her in the palm of my hand
Want you to come and do me
Ooh hes emotional
So emotional
Hes an emotional man
Hes got tears in his eyes
Watch him break down and cry
Cry -
song performed by by Falco
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Willingly
Willingly I gave you my heart
and watched as you trample it into the ground.
You said that all was fair in love and war,
but I wasn’t out to do battle with any kindred soul.
I gave my love willingly,
you took it readily,
and soon as my back was turned,
you began to play around.
You made our love a battleground
with your cheating and lies.
You think it didn’t notice
and you wouldn’t get the blame.
I can’t walk out on you
and you know the reason why.
You are that love of my lifetime
and if you go, I’ll surely die.
So willingly, I put up with all
the misery you give to me.
Hoping every day,
you’ll see the error in your ways
and you will stop hurting me
just as willingly.
30 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Writing, yeah. Me and my friend Scott Bloom just finished the first rough draft of a script. It's taken us three years to do, but we finally got a first draft. And we'll see whatever happens with that.
quote by Ethan Suplee
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Sad Poem 3a (Continuance)
As I drove back from today
from the town I go to
tears trickled from my eyes as I drove.
They were not tears of sorrow,
but tears of relief and joy.
I saw the friend I had been trying to get hold of,
his story is in my Sad Poem 3.
He is still not himself,
which is quite understandable.
However, talking to him
solved a number of mysteries
that had been playing on my mind.
15 March 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Messenger
Look around
Give your eyes a new adventure
What you see
Is a mix of past and future
Your moment
Is coming
Hold on/hold on
How you gonna be when they tell the story
Everything we took
Was it from each other
Hold on/hold on
Its to late to get around it
Say goodbye to how we found it
This is what we least expected
Dont you put the blame on the messenger
Ive seen the flames
That lick at survival
Check your dreams
Into the justice hotel
The moment
Is coming
Hold on
Hold on
song performed by by INXS
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Willingly
When I was just a young boy
My mama said to me
Dont fall in love willingly
Now that is all forgotten
Unwilling memory
But if you change your mind
I will walk the line
Ill follow....
Willingly
We used to talk about it
But now it seems the wind has blown your way
And I have come to doubt it
That you and I will ever love again
cause good enough is one thing
That I will never be
And I admit it all
Willingly
And now the times are changing
The things Ive seen before dont look the same
My life is rearranging
But falls apart with whispers of your name
And though I swear to love you
With all sincerity
Ill slowly fade away
Willingly
The sun is on my shoulders
Perhaps its colder for Ive lost some pride
Or maybe its the absence
Of all the joy I felt right by your side
And when the storm was over
I found your memory
And I will hold it warm
Willingly
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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A Memory
I close my eyes and see you there.
A beautiful memory that really is so rare.
I remember you so very well.
To this day you have me in your spell.
I hope you're doing very well.
No ills on you have befell.
I rermember all the times we had.
All the good with little bad.
What we shared was really rad.
Now I feel so very sad.
You're not here,
Through my head a lonesome spear.
I truly long to have you near.
I close my eyes and see you clear.
Cherishing the memory I hold so dear.
A bond so strng with nothing wrong.
Since that time it's been very long.
Time has passed and still it lasts.
A picture of you that fills the past.
I want you still I know it's real.
No other person knows the deal.
Of what we had or how we feel.
I close my eyes and see you now.
Hear your voice it stops the frown.
It fills my heart the sweetest sound.
In my mind I picture you.
It moves me still.
I hope I move you.
So close your eyes and think of me.
Feel the love you had for me.
Let it grow and help it show.
You'll find that you already know.
Let it free and we will be,
the greatest love story ever seen.
poem by Michael McParland
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True Love
Put myself aside.
For the sake of another.
The one I call friend.
The one I call lover.
My jaded past.
And The hurt that I gave.
The pain she endured.
My emotional slave.
I have learned a new way.
I see through new eyes.
I want to bring joy.
Into both of our lives.
He will come first.
With her right behind.
What once was all selfish.
Now loving and kind.
It's not about envy.
I've nothing to boast.
The One I gave the least.
He gave me the most.
He got rid of my pride.
Now her heart I can see.
He showed me that you.
Should come before me.
All my past angers.
They've just about ceased.
His mercy and grace.
Has given me peace.
I cannot explain.
The joy that He brings.
By loving another.
And not loving things.
The gifts that He shared.
He gave when I sought.
Is now a reality,
And no longer a thought.
I thought in my mind,
It couldn't be real.
Thank you Lord Jesus.
For what I now feel.
What's true and what's right.
What's noble and just.
I give You my heart.
I give You my trust.
The one who I love.
My friend who is true.
I will give to no other.
But I give her to You.
You made my heart soft.
She made my heart melt.
You've shown me a love.
I never had felt.
Your love is the truth.
My love was just lies.
I give thanks that you showed me,
My wife through Your eyes.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Women never own you
No one gives bribe willingly.
No woman submits lovingly.
Both do so that they succeed
And cherish not the exploiters.
No king lost war willingly.
No woman showed readily.
Both did so with no options
And grudged the userpers.
The women you won
Will never own you.
11.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Coloured By Octarine Light
Started on Dodger the new novel by Sir Terry
Prachett, the magic of storytelling moving my
mind into a fantastic realm and I'm off - my
spirit riding the story in seething emotions
and feelings
Images conjured in lines of artifice varying in
degree, pedantic words put in the mouth of a
protagonist, no matter - it remains delightful,
the awareness that this story was woven by
a past master
Of social commentary, the author's spirit illu-
minating lines that would have fallen if uttered
by anybody else, my heart pliable in Pratchett's
hands, the novel coloured and shaped by the
octarine light
Shining bright after years of bringing the Disc-
world alive; following unnatural speeches my
eyes ride every line creating a musical tune
by rendering the emotional tones in the
musical score
Of the text - all other noise is intrusion, not
registered while taking in the book I hold In
my hands - dreaming within the London
of a Charles Dickens, presented within
the eldritch perspective
Of a masterful Pratchett…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Got To Be Free
(malik pendelton/nicole johnson)
Ive got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Long goodbyes, stolen glances
Cant explain all thats happened in our past
Im tired of creating lies to be alone
Im living wrong, were living wrong
More and more you make me
Afraid to come around
You take the pleasure out of being in love
And being down and down and down and down and down
For the one whos there for me
All I really want to be is free, yeah
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
You dont know why, havent got a clue
In the dark about why I am leaving you
You cant expect me to go on this way
No, I cannot stay, I will not stay
More and more you make me
Realize what I have home
Whats taboos exciting
But sometimes it just gets old
Sometimes it just gets old
For as long as I am me, boy
All I really want to be is free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Life of a Roman Catholic Priest
A priest is nearest Christ;
A priest is Christ at times;
A priest is almost Christ;
A priest is most divine.
A priest is God’s shepherd;
A priest must tend to flock;
A priest must be like ‘rock’;
A priest should ne’er defrock.
A priest communes with God;
A priest draws hope from Lord;
A priest shows love of Christ;
A priest carries His Cross!
A priest is tempted too;
A priest has falls in life;
A priest falters also;
A priest has strength from Christ.
A priestly job is tough;
A priest’s life can turn rough;
A priest has strife enough,
But has to smile and laugh!
A priest helps harvest souls;
A priest has many roles;
A priest has but one goal –
To drink from Christ’s own bowl!
Pray that more priests should come;
May priests curb their freedom;
May priest usher Kingdom;
A life for Christ’s welcome.
Fondly dedicated to Rev. Fr. Xavier Claudius,
Beloved Parish priest, ‘Holy Family Church, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 25-7-2010
poem by John Celes
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Basically I started to jot notes, lots of faxes back and forth to my writer, we faxed ideas throughout the whole first draft, and started all over again.
quote by Bruce Boxleitner
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Few Have Tears On Hold
Who's not living getting minimal aid?
Everybody's living with a whoop pooped
Everybody's living with a whoop drooped.
Going where their woes flow.
Few have tears on hold.
Today everyone's affected.
And emotional.
Everybody's living with a whoop pooped.
Everybody's living with a whoop drooped.
Who's not living getting minimal aid?
Everybody's living with a whoop pooped
And who's not feeling some pain today?
Everybody's living with a whoop pooped
Everybody's living with a whoop drooped.
Going where their woes flow.
Few have tears on hold.
Today everyone's affected.
And emotional.
Everybody.
Everybody's living with a whoop pooped.
Everybody.
Everybody's living with a whoop drooped.
Everybody.
Everybody's living with pain.
Everybody.
Everybody living is drained.
And...
Everybody's living with a whoop pooped.
Everybody.
Everybody's living with a whoop drooped.
Everybody.
Everybody's living with pain.
Everybody.
Everybody living is drained.
Everybody.
Everybody living is strained.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You
It's now become the saddest story
I was never worth the worry
Not that you would notice anyway
But when I'm walking in my sleep
The floor is cold beneath my feet
And as I step
You're with me everyday
You oh you
You've gone and started something
That you won't see through
You oh you
You've got this thing about
What should be coming true
Was a friend
Things were different then
Either way I have to lose
Now it seems
There's a distance between
What you say and what you do
You're steps will always lead me here
I've found myself in God knows where
It's something I will always seem to do
You know you'll ask me how I've been
But what exactly do you mean
What would you like for me to say to you
You oh you
Gone and started something
That you won't see through
You oh you
You've got this thing about
What should be coming true
You were a friend
Things were different then
Either way I have to lose
Now it seems
There's a distance between
What you say and what you do
Was a friend
Things were different then
Either way I have to lose
Now it seems
There is a distance between
What you say and what you do
You oh you
You've gone and started something
That you won't see through
You oh you
Got this thing about
What should be coming true
You oh you
You oh you
You oh you
Gone and started something
That you won't see through
You oh you
song performed by by Bic Runga
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My Past
I can never let go of my past because my past has marked me
Every time I look down
Every time I look over
There is my past
The notches
The bold the non-mistakable scars
…the scars
My past
Each and every one has a story
Each and every one has a memory
Each and every one has brought tears to my eyes
For no story nor memory are of happiness, triumph, or glory
No, they are of fear, anxiety, self-hatred, paranoia, and loneliness
I can never let go of my past because my past will always be part of me
poem by Scarlet Mo Chroi
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No More Looking Back
Walking along a crowded street
I see thousands of faces before me.
Then I see a face that I used to know
Long ago in my life story.
It starts me thinking about the things you said
For your image is still inside me.
The past is gone but in my head
Youre still walking along beside me.
Is it something playing tricks with my eyes
Or just an illusion deceiving me,
Or is it someone in a disguise
Or visions of things that used to be?
But lately Ive been going to
All the places that we once knew,
And just when I think that I am free of you
I keep seeing the things that remind me of you,
And just when I think youre out of my head
I hear a song that you sang or see a book that you read.
Then youre in every bar, youre in every caf,
Youre driving every car, I see you everyday,
But youre not really there cos you belong to yesterday.
No more looking back,
No more living in the past,
Yesterdays gone and thats a fact,
Now theres no more looking back.
Got to be hard,
Yeah, look straight ahead.
That s the only way its going to be,
Yesterdays gone and thats a fact,
Now theres no more looking back,
Perhaps someday Ill stop needing you,
Then maybe one day Ill be free of you.
But lately Ive been going to
All the places that remind me of you.
And just when I think youre out of my head
I hear a record you played or see a book that you read.
Then youre in every bar, youre in every caf,
Youre driving every car, I see you everyday
But youre not really there cos you belong to yesterday.
No more looking back,
No more living in the past.
Yesterdays gone, thats a fact,
Now theres no more looking back.
No more looking back.
No more living in the past.
Yesterdays gone, thats a fact.
Now theres no more looking back.
song performed by by Kinks
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