An Observation
this maybe something
paranoid
i just feel that the rest of those
who are there
inside the small circle
closely knitted among themselves
like some design
of a crocheted set of flowers
simply want us
or me
to be like themselves
on a code
of exclusivity or uniformity
i don't like it,
my voice speaks
my fingers hide inside
the pocket of my pants
my conscience sits like
a king
in the throne of my brain
my eyes like a lighthouse
in the middle of darkness
searches
only for my own
lost soul
let me be then
just be myself
unstyled to yours
unkempt like
hair blown
by the monsoon
winds
they say
i am wild and i must have
come
from untamed Siberia
oh!
i do not really mind
i sound like a barbar
i sing like a gypsy
i dance the ethnic
steps
of the nomad
and there is no
land titled
for me
oh!
do not worry
i get used to all these
purposelessly
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The barbar down the lane
Most time as much a scissor talk
Call for long legs and hair walk
A thing that happens all the time
To every pocket that has least a dim
The man change a hair one
With smile and happiness morning in line
A hair enters and 'voom' disappears
The man inside with hair on repairs
Our barbar down the lane
Is a man with no shame
My hair I dedicate to him
And mine is down with all vim
The everday I wish to enter
And embrass the comb in my hair
This then I know it him
The barbar down the lane
poem by Henry Nii Ayi Cobblah
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Knowing For The First Time That You Write Poems Too
this is
the circle of life
in a trance
and dance
i am inside its
island of
exclusion
and i for one
thought that
this is but
a small world
where i
barely fit in
with no one
bothering
to like and enter
inside
this circle of
words
and then
you come
and dance
yourself to the
beat of the
numbers in your
mind as i
in total amazement
watch
you step upon
the dance of
freedom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The Bamboo Groves
i fly for i have wings
and i go inside the closely knitted
bamboo groves
where the leaves dance
with the wind
where my bleeding heart
begins to heal
and sing...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Barabara Ann
A Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
Oh Barbara Ann take my hand
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin' Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Went to a dance looking for romance
Saw Barbara Ann so I thought I'd take a chance
Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Oh Barbara Ann take my hand
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin' Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Say Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Oh Barbara Ann take my hand
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin' Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Tried Betty Lou
Danced with Peggy Sue
Tried Mary Lou
But I knew she wouldn't do
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Oh Barbara Ann take my hand
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin' Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Oh Barbara Ann take my hand
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
Barbara Ann
(Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann)
You got me rockin' and a rollin'
Rockin' and a reelin' Barbara Ann
Bar bar bar bar Barbar Ann
Barbar Ann
Barbar Ann
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Door Between Two Worlds
this the door between our two worlds
it divides the inside and the outside
the light and the darkness
the choice is yours
there is no lock
there is only the hinge that holds the door to its place
when you open it
there is no sound
and when you close it
there is only this silence of the air sealed inside our minds
my heart does not sing inside
it is muted by the darkness that moment your gentle hands
close the door
it is patient, the mind
the incompatibilities of the things outside us
are too inviting
they tempt us to step outside and promise us
the magical wonders of freedom
we feel so light like our joys like cottons and clouds
they are no different from our wishes
i am in the middle of this door between us
& you look at me like i am the last man of this earth
your heart opens with eyes too careful not to know
what i do next is the suspense of this uncertainty
your eyes close, my heart bleeds
my hands wilt, your mind wanders like a lost wind
the door closes finally
walling us in
it locks upon itself and
the world sleeps soundly curling its feet on the beds of the
heavens
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Can Have Both
Staring in the window of the shop that never opens
Planning my selection from all the treats inside
Should I take as I desire - oh shall i, oh shall I ?
Or should I hang around to be enticed inside ?
Im trying to explain to myself
I can have both
Im trying to explain to the voice inside
I can have both
I can have both
Theres nobody around to say no
Whove brain-washed the small shy boy inside
He doesnt know he can have both
Smiling through the window to the one who never serves you
Ive not been feeling myself tonight
Should I take as I feel like it - well shall i, oh shall I ?
Or should I wait and hope to be dragged inside ?
Oh ...
Im trying to explain to myself
I can have both
Im trying to explain to the voice inside
I can have both
I can have both
Theres nobody around to say no
Whove brain-washed the small shy boy inside
He doesnt know he can have both
I can have both
Theres no need to choose
Because
I can have both
Theres no need to choose
I can have both
Theres no need to choose
Because
I can have both
Theres no need to choose
I can have both
Theres no need to choose
song performed by by Morrissey
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Never Give Up, Never Give In
The silence masseurs my sound barrier
Breaking all that I am left inside, insanity
Letting go of the ones I care about
It’s become an art form, graceful
It seems it’s the only thing I’m good for
Holding on till there is nothing left for me to hold
It slips between my fingers, in vain
I’m nothing more then a lonely memory
Left to die in my own fabrication of this life
I feel like my existence is falling to pieces
And I can’t help but deem this is my sentence
Lost to comfort, all kinds of words unexpressed
It’s my own silence that I’ve been condemned
Lost to advice, that’s never followed
It’s my decisions that founded my seclusion
Lost to those who really care
Or maybe more to the ones that really don’t
All these people are locked inside
Until the day I free them from my mind
Lost within the darkness
Lost beneath the light
I’ve run out of road to pursue
I’ve got nowhere left to hide
Step out into the sun
Sleep outside beneath the stars
I must burn down this barricade
Before it drowns out all strength
I will succeed and I will get lost
And with any luck, once the two collide
I will blossom in my dream, my dream
Maybe its then when being lost
Will my sense of failure simply just, vanish
poem by Kelly Batson
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a sequel on charles bukowski's 'SO YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER?
he has his message clearly said: a writer is chosen
he does not have to move heaven and earth
to make a poem or write an essay
or finish a novel, for he is the
privileged soul
the chosen one
the prophet
the messiah
the secret prince
the hidden king
the divine incarnate
whatever
whoever
and words simply come to him like
a light from the sun
embracing him with so much inspiration
that he merely sits there by the throne of his porch
and simply listens to the dictated poem.
he says it is a burst inside your heart
an explosion inside your head
and you simply have to listen with your heart
and mind and soul
and there everything comes so easily
day by day and on and on and on
ad infinitum ad aeternum
there is no sweat
or hard work, there is no striving at all
to become the chosen one
for the inspiration
it comes even if uninvited
it perches on your chest like a bird and sings
it stays there until you die or it dies with you
there is no madness
or murderous intent or this lostness
they are not necessary
to be a writer one does not have to
stay for hours and write a piece and stare at the
screen of the computer and tire your eyes
with so much pressure
Is that so Charles? Did you not once believe
that Elvis Presley is nothing?
Did you not look for a job, or even try to find your lost self
for twenty years or so or even more?
There must be this irony.
And if that be so, I think i must believe you.
He does not bother at all, how can he be a poet?
Not you Charles, someone else.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ppr:kut (Cheapshot & Jubacca Feat. Rasco & Planet Asia)
Rasco]
Uh, yeah.
[Mike]
Why does it feel like night today, something in here's not right today
Why I am so uptight today, paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head
Like a face that I hold inside, a face that awakes when I close my eyes Face that watches every time I lie, face that laughs every time I fall
and watches everything
So I know that when its time to sink or swim
The face inside is hearing me right beneath my skin
[Chester]
Its like I'm paranoid looking over my back
Its like a whirlwind inside of my head
Its like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
Its like the face inside is right beneath my skin
[Rasco]
Hey yo, here we go again with the pain I feel isn't real but in my mind
But I find myself in places with names, but not faces
My memory races at speeds hundred degrees
My soul it bleeds devil must have planted the seed
Now it feels like my backs against the wall, I'm taking the fall
Whenever I call nobody's responding at all
But I don't know who I could trust they screaming my name
I need somebody to help me out of the flame
[Planet Asia]
All I'm trying to do is just master me
all I want to do is smoke a blaster beat
but something keeps talking to me consciously
responsibly it keeps haunting me
From dusk till dawn
Everything has something for ya
That voice inside of your head got you projecting Paranoia
cold sweat shining on your face exposing your purpose and if I
ripped off your skin I'll probably find another verse
Its nothing worse than trying to bring yourself up back from the dead
so I advise you listen to that voice in the back of your head
[Chester]
Its like I'm paranoid looking over my back
Its like a whirlwind inside of my head
Its like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
Its like the face inside is right beneath my skin (2x)
[Mike]
The face inside is right beneath your skin (4x)
[Chester]
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
The sun goes down
Its like Im paranoid..
I feel the light betray me
The sun...
[Mike]
Its like I'm paranoid looking over my back Its like a whirlwind inside of my head
Its like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
Its like the face inside is right beneath my skin (2x
song performed by by Linkin Park
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A Girl Who Is Lonely
There she sits,
All alone and in the dark,
No body cares,
Whether she is even there,
She questions to herself,
Does anyone care about me?
And wonders whether she is even seen,
She sits alone,
Feeling invisable,
Feeling scared,
All of these emotions inside,
Not knowing how to hide,
She tries to stay strong,
She tries to be brave,
To hide all of the pain inside,
She thinks of all of her past,
Wondering what she ever did wrong,
What she did to deserve all of this,
She sits alone,
No more tears to cry,
No more words to speak,
A single person speaks,
Startling her,
She looks around,
To find she is the only one there,
The one being spoken to,
She begins to feel part of the world,
And feels visable.
poem by Charlie Bones
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Burn The School Down
She said
I lost my best friend last week at school
He got shot
Someone thought that he was part of something that
He was not
Now I'm watching all the cheerleaders show just how sad they are
When my friend used to come 'round
They used to laugh and egg his car
Now I'm gonna do my part as a concerned citizen
I think we should burn the school down
And start again
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
Education for the nation
Kids retaliate on each station
Expectation, violation
Pressure increased in each generation
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, she said
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, start again
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
She says
I want to feel more comfort in my own skin
But everyone around me makes me feel like
I'm worth less than them
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, she said
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, start again
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
song performed by by Zebrahead
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Paranoid Eyes
Button your lip dont let the shield slip
Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask
And if they try to break down your disguise with their questions
You can hide hide hide
Behind paranoid eyes
You put on your brave face and slip over the road for a jar
Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar
Laughing too loud at the rest of the world
With the boys in the crowd
You hide hide hide
Behind petrified eyes
You believed in their stories of fame fortune and glory
Now youre lost in a haze of alchohol soft middle age
The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high
And you hide hide hide
Behind brown and mild eyes
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Outcast
do not wait to be told
to step out
because there is no place
for you inside
this circle
and be not sad
there is more space
outside the circle
and many
are waiting
to be with you
who needs
exclusivity anyway?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Four-Legged Soul
my four-legged soul,
running wild through the night,
gnashing, gnawing, tearing,
and howling...
baying at the moon.
my four legged soul
can taste the feel,
can feel the raw....
inside the blood,
inside the flesh.
soul devours darkness,
darkness devours light.....
running wild, and free,
drenched in the moment!
my four-legged soul....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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All Depends on Mind!
A small dust in one's eye can
hide whole world,
Every impression depends on
how clear one's eyes are,
And how clear the line of vission
is, Because even a small leaf near eye can hide even the distant
Sun! A feeble voice nearest to ears can
hide a distant loud voice! Life is the record of impressions
and expressions,
More than that is,
Way of communication and
confrontations with
connotations, Encounters of truth and false!
Blinding our eyes with our own
dust,
Or by covering eyes with our
own colour,
eyes are helpless, as helpless as any useful device, misused!
Senses are independent of one
another,
Yet they are confederate,
Mind is the the governor,
Soul is the king!
May these senses obey or conspire,
Impressions on the mind,
Expressions of mind,
Misunderstanding is far dangerous than not understanding,
Reports of Governor are decisive,
lead or mislead the King,
But the raise and fall,
Depends on how able the king is!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Can you see God
Do you see God inside the rain,
Or when the sun shines on your face,
When birds are singing songs of praise,
Or only if you start to pray
Do you see God through skies that pour,
Does his presence leave you wanting more,
And when you're chained down to the floor,
Does God respond to desperate roars,
Do you see God when water falls,
When the fights so big and you're so small,
Or feel him when you start to stall,
And time times ten reject his call,
Do you see God through darkened clouds,
When waves so big you might just drown,
Does God exist when up is down,
When prayers seem to have no sound,
Do you see God through blurry skies,
Or violent winds and hurried lives,
And every time you start to lie,
Do you feel Gods piercing burning eyes,
Do you see God inside the storm,
When death has struck and heart is torn,
Do angels sing when you're re-born,
When you are lost do angels mourn,
Do you see God inside the rain,
When rain and pain are one and same,
When there are no more happy days,
Do you see God inside the pain
poem by Nathan Streango
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Lost Soul To An Angel....
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
Pretty face with pretty eyes
Devil I am, all dark inside
Saw you once or maybe twice
Lost my ways and I cannot hide
whenever you look at me,
I lose my mind
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
I am a rebel who
lost his cause to a lover
You saved me from myself
you promised me salvation
through your Love
I promise, I will not leave you to
someone else
Now I wait for your invite
to be on your side,
under bright light,
where you might,
take me inside,
inside your church of love
give me a another chance
(so) I can prove
that..
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
I am a rebel who
lost his cause to a lover
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
I am a devil who
lost his soul to an angel
poem by Khalid Hameed
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Dance, Dance Everywhere!
Dance, Dance Dance
everywhere,
When I look at the sky,
I see the clouds dance
Into steps of winds
My heart dance when I watch clouds dance!
How it can make me dance?
Without any tune or beats,
Its own beats me my heart dance.
Some strange tune it sings in silence and dance!
When I see at shore of ocean waves that dance,
Some birds in sky fly and dance,
On the waves boats that to the tune of waves, dance,
My mind sing lyricless
music to which it dance!
When I walk along the beach,
The headless crown of palm trees with wide open hands dance,
Watching them dance trees start their dance!
When I on countryside, green paddy fields dance,
Looking at them, the bird on the branch dance!
When walk along, trees with fruits dance,
And to its own rustling music, leaves dance!
When I walk in the park,
Plants with flowers dance!
Looking at the graceful dance flowerless dance,
When I move on street, hope and hap dance,
Seeing at them even hopeless an hapless to dance!
Smile on faces with hope dance,
Wrinkles on the forehead of hapless dance!
When I look at people in them mind dance,
In some happiness dance,
In some sorrowfulness dance,
Some I found with desperation dance
In some their laziness dance,
In some saintliness dance,
Most of the time wickedness dance,
And in some other dreams that dance!
Success that dance with some,
Distress that in unsuccessful dance,
In some hearts mercy that dance
Together with love and kindness dance!
Some where cookedness dance,
And some where innocence dance,
In every nation either hunger dance,
Or in people's mind anger that dance,
Either corruption in corrupt mind dance,
Or those systems on the heart of people dance!
Dance, dance, dance everywhere,
It is time for my soulful dance,
If you see somewhere some other type of dance
Just sing it dance
and let no other see the pain in your heart dance
Hide it with that unfailable lips on which smile may dance
Dance, Dance, dance,
Tune your steps with eternal dance!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Renegade
Hes just a boy that his lost his way
Hes a rebel that has fallen down
Hes a fool been blown away
To you and me hes a renegade
Hes a clown that we put down
Hes a man that doesnt fit
Hes a king but not in this town
To you and me hes a renegade
But he is a king when hes on his own
Hes got a bike and thats his throne
And when he rides hes like the wind
To you and me hes a renegade
Hes just a boy who has lost his sights
Hes a stranger, prowls the night
Hes a devil, thats right
To you and me hes a renegade
Check it out, check his face
Look at his eyes, theyre so sly
I wonder why he cries from the inside
I wonder why hes a renegade
Oh please, Im on my begged bended knees
Oh please, please heed my call
Hes just a boy that has lost his way
Hes just a boy, thats all
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Renegade
Hes just a boy that his lost his way
Hes a rebel that has fallen down
Hes a fool been blown away
To you and me hes a renegade
Hes a clown that we put down
Hes a man that doesnt fit
Hes a king but not in this town
To you and me hes a renegade
But he is a king when hes on his own
Hes got a bike and thats his throne
And when he rides hes like the wind
To you and me hes a renegade
Hes just a boy who has lost his sights
Hes a stranger, prowls the night
Hes a devil, thats right
To you and me hes a renegade
Check it out, check his face
Look at his eyes, theyre so sly
I wonder why he cries from the inside
I wonder why hes a renegade
Oh please, Im on my begged bended knees
Oh please, please heed my call
Hes just a boy that has lost his way
Hes just a boy, thats all
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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