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And So She Decided To Make Her Own Sail And Leave

frail woman colored pale
by her own loneliness
people chide her as the
daughter of dullness and
how one day she finally gets
fed up, she gathers some
wood and palms and cloth
and decides to make a boat
and leave the place of her
birth and loneliness

she will be taking the
rough seas and look for
and island of arms and
hands to hug her and make
her feel happy these coming
years and the coming days

one day the radio brought
the news of a woman slain
by a monster who lives in
the sea
how her flesh were torn
how her bones were cut
into indistinguisable pieces

it is so sad but she will have
no regrets: i told her about
the strength of routine
i warned her about far
distances
i told her about sea monsters
i hinted her that there are no
arms and hands in the islands

but she did not believe me
she was fed-up and she took the risk
i guess she is brave
but people think she was never wise
and she was too hardheaded

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Never Loved A Man Before

(tom snow/gerry goffin)
Deep in the night
When you think the world is fast asleep
You come to me, take me where I wanna go
Making promises I know youll keep
Youre the first love in my life
And the moment we touch
I can tell you how weak Ive grown
You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before
Its hard to say it
Words dont come so easily to me
But its here in my heart
And its making me lose control
What else can I tell you
Whod refuse a night that takes you away
And touches your very soul
You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before
I went along looking at love differently
Oh but now its so strong
Look what youve done to me
You make me feel like I never loved a man before
Never held him in my arms, never told him I loved him
I remember all the lovers coming through my door
But you make me feel like I never loved a man before
(repeat to fade)

song performed by by Diana Ross
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The Way We Look At Things At First

the way you look at the woman
the way she walks and bears herself along a narrow alley,
the way she bends when she picks up
a coin, the way she blinks an eye,
or look at you when you stare at her
white face, black long hair flowing like silk in air,
her lips pouting at you
you think she is seducing you
her hands on her hips and her legs landing on the ground
like a wooden boat at the pier,
the way you look at first on the first impression is always on the
flesh
not on the shape of her bones
or the strength of her arteries and veins,
not always what is inside her guts,
or the brains in her
that you will not see unless
you go towards her, ask her name
take time together
and ask her what she thinks about
loneliness and pain

by then you will know if she is really your woman
and it is only you and time
to tell the world that the days are still worth living

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Is Just Nothing

he said they were together for days on the island
of their desires
just the two of them
enjoying the nights there
as lovers

she said she remembered all those
lovely nights with him
her hair watered by his kisses
his weight all over her
and she was helplessly
in love

he said she was part of his past
now that he is old
and ugly
and helpless in poverty
with another woman
caring for him
and a child
to be cared
by him alone
as he is weak
and dying

she said she had forgotten him
her first love
she said she lives alone in a wintry land
and knows how to take care of herself
she said she is happy
and now so free

i told her things may be lost and people may be hurt
but chances are
there are rainbows sometimes that reconnect hearts
bridges that dissolves distances

i told her that some missing pieces are found
some chains of love become a necklace of reunions
and reconciliations

i did not tell her though because it is so hurting
that
he did not really love her that whole
and true
when he made love to her on that island of desire
he was thinking of another one
his true love
that once broke his heart many years ago
when once he
was whole and true and young and
honest and real

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Make Me Feel Like A Woman Wants To Feel

(dana collins)
Open up your arms to me
Come and hold me tenderly
Let me know your love for me is real
And love me like theres no tomorrow
Share my joys and share my sorrow
Make me feel like a woman wants to feel
Chorus:
I know you love me cause you told me so
But that aint enough cause I want to be shown
Make me feel like a woman wants to feel
And let me know you miss me when Im not around
Go ahead and kiss me when Im feeling down
Make me feel like a woman wants to feel
Repeat chorus
Love me like I want to be loved
Let me know Im the one you dream of
Make me feel like a woman wants to feel
Make me feel like a woman wants to feel

song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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I Thought I Told You That (feat. Faith Evans)

Theres a boy that Im into, hes so fly, so cute
I dreamt of, him every night, he had me, on cloud nine
Thought I could trust him, why?, he said to me when I needed him
He was there for me, then I found out he did the same
For every girl, with a pretty face
I just wanted to believe that
He was so innocent, so sweet
He did everything for me and
People told me all along, he was wrong
But I was so naive
Dont let him do to you what he did to me
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought I told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone
He played me the whole time, thats why Im warning you
Im not the jealous type
cause Ive already been there done that
And nothing that he says will make me want him back
It does matter what he sends me
A dozen flowers or a diamond thats bling bling
Its all good but Im not the one to be staying home while hes having fun
I just wanted to believe that
He was so innocent, so sweet
He did everything for me and
People told me all along, he was wrong
But I was so naive
Dont let him do to you what he did to me
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought i told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone
Girlfriend, Im just trying to make you see
That its not about you, its not about me
You cant let him get the best of you this way
You gotta love yourself and just walk away
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought I told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought I told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone

song performed by by Anastacia
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The White Woman At Sunset Boulevard

she was the woman who left me.
She hands me the back of her bones.
she does not bother looking anymore at the past.
she hates me. she detests
every word that i say.
she will not answer my call.
She says i am a liar and had always been lying to her.
The dirt in my arms are terrible, she says, these arms
that used to hold her too tightly that she cannot breathe
are broken branches of the rotten tree.
She walks away towards the dark side of the sunset boulevard, that place unreachable by the night lights. Beyond the hold of my arms, beyond the grasp of my lips.
she already loosened all the screws and bolts of the bicycle
that we used to ride together every afternoon on this sunset boulevard.
all the parts are scattered near the shore of the sea.
The waves reached them and they all get too rusty.
She does not talk to me anymore, this white woman at sunset boulevard.
She walks fast.
She runs.
Her eyes sharp, and flaming with anger against the rage of the dark,
away from the city lights, away from my lies, away from the
warmth of my whisper.
I am her wrath.
I am the source and cause of her anger.
Her pains, her sorrows for years and years when i left her
without leaving any word.
When my name was finally eaten by the waves of the sea in
sunset boulevard. When she drowned.

she left rushing like a storm towards another island.
she destroys houses and
fell the trees.
She goes away just like that, as quickly as suddenly
as a gnashing teeth of the cyclone.
I whispered her name to calm her down.
She hurriedly left.
She did not see that tears too that fell to the sand. They are mine. Salty, fresh tears. Hidden inside my bags for years. Twenty-five years of solitude.
More than that for my loneliness on an unknown island where i was stranded beyond my power. There was not a single boat to take me to her.

She did not
look back. She would not believe me.

But she is right.
My tears are not as salty as the whole sea that she swallowed when she drowned on that very day when i left her.
I have not
given her the reason. I have them ready from the bottom of my heart.

She tells her friends:
She does not want to be duped again. One of me, is enough.She is gone.
I happened to her once in her lifetime. She, is likewise.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The second woman

When I first met her, she was coy and meek
And too kind
I like her, and she likes me too,
And she was aging and needed comfort
For her waning days,
She brought along a younger woman
One with whom I can
Truly make love, and where we can be
That is her motive,
Productive.
She is happy and waits for the gift
A child to be frank
But God must have something against her
What she does what she is
There is no baby for her
There is no gift
From heaven

Her anger is super, and she plans to take
Away from me,
Feeling defrauded, she wants to
Take back everything: this house, this car, this
Chair, and slowly she carts away my parts: my hands
My heart, my arms, my toes, my chest, my head
And we struggle, I cannot allow this thievery, I must
Not allow this misery; I am taking every lost part back.
She must be stopped.
She says she owns the younger woman and she
Must be returned back
At once.
She takes her
And she will die.
She does not care.
She takes what she wants to.
She will be coming back to take what she owns.

She takes one step inside my door.
I have a gun and she is not superwoman.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Peom For K. (The Banker With All The Conflicting Interests)

i shall now write
a poem for my happiest day,

it is all about an old, scheming and fraudulent
woman
stacking all her money and the money of the other
people

inside her room
inside her house and inside
her bigger storehouses

she says
these are all for her children

and grandchildren and the children
of all her grandchildren and

all the coming children of more
grandchildren & great great grandchildren

what is mad about this is
that she is taking the money due

to other people who are hungry and innocent
and gullible

but she is a very
wise woman and she gets what she wants
she gets what she all wants
practically everything that her hands can
hold her eyes can see

perhaps

forgetting that soon she will be
made to pay for the price of her greed

and avarice and dirty schemes and
foul techniques and it will be for all

her children and grandchildren and the children
of all her grandchildren and

all the coming children of more
grandchildren all the coming children of more
great grandchildren &
great great grandchildren

...and then justice shall reign

but when it comes
i shall not see this event anymore
but i will be happy

>>>ii

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't Belong Here

We all have somewhere we belong
I been waiting to know where my place is
I know one place for me and is New Jersey
Coming here change my life so much
I just feel like I
Don’t belong here
I just want to leave here forever
After I made my mistakes
Everything change that I never picture
Will happend and what I have done
I didn’t expect any of this
I never learn from my mistakes and just keep doing
People keep blaming me,
Giving me dirty looks and stared at me
When someone told something to them
Rumors spread about me all the time
It never end and puting me down
I’m so sick of this people and this town
I didn’t mean to do any of this on purpose
I just couldn’t made up my mind
I don’t belong here
These people are jerks and just act nice because
They feel sorry for me
I feel sorry for them too
I’m just annoy and tiring by all this going on
I try and put all my strength into it
There nothing else I can do to make this people
Think different of me
So it best if I leave and leave all this memories behind
That I don’t want to remember
I just feel like I
Don’t belong here

poem by Christina Phan
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More Than A Woman

Oh, girl Ive known you very well
Ive seen you growing everyday
I never really looked before
But now you take my breath away.
Suddenly youre in my life
Part of everything I do
You got me working day and night
Just trying to keep a hold on you.
Here in your arms I found my paradise
My only chance for happiness
And if I lose you now I think I would die.
Oh say youll always be my baby
We can make it shine, we can take forever
Just a minute at a time.
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, oh, oh, oh.
There are stories old and true
Of people so in love like you and me
And I can see myself
Let history repeat itself.
Reflecting how I feel for you
Thinking about those people then
I know that in a thousand years
Id fall in love with you again.
This is the only way that we should fly
This is the only way to go
And if I lose your love I know I would die.
Oh say youll always be my baby
We can make it shine, we can take forever
Just a minute at a time.
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, more than a woman to me
More than a woman, oh, oh, oh.

song performed by by Bee Gees
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Just Before Leaving

Nice, I touched
your loneliness

softiest palm
induced its warm
on your beads

amazing shock
shrieked your glass
broken pieces
stabbed my foot

floor much colored
loved our nagging
you never told
pain is your touching

loneliness bugled
the chaos of clearing
sojourn my palm
gone through the wind

chilled from nights dark
trapped the dew dropp

my whole my beauty-sick whole
put it on your breath

the silence...silently
again touched the Nice
told to myself

I battered your loneliness...

poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Take Away My Single Life

I need a commitment
Because I'm tired of moving around
From this woman to that woman
With no reason to settle down
Some people say that I'm too particular
And that I carry too much pride
But I'm only looking for a real woman
That's going to make me satisfied
I need the type of woman
That takes pride in her real hair
And when we lay down at night
Her pretty eyes will still be there
I don't need the type of woman
that's always holding out her hands
With payday being the only day
That she claims me as her man
I want a woman that's in my arms
This day well so as the next
So that I can have positive feelings
At any time when we have sex
There's no need for a woman to be my girlfriend
If she's not fit to be my wife
And until a woman takes me that serious
I will remain living a single life

poem by Lamar Griffin
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The Grenadain Woman

Yes me woman, from my womb life was borne

Yes me woman, the young ones prune by my hands

Yes me woman, with the coves that sways with the redeem of the heart beat, tup-tup, tup-tup, tup-tup, tup-tup

Yes me woman, with beauty unimaginable, soft to the touch

yes me woman, with the voice of a heavenly being, soft, gentle, comforting, encouraging

Yes me woman, determine to succeed with the strength from above

Yes me woman, the days have gone, long gone for her to depend on the strength of another man

Yes me woman, her time has come for the world to see her for who she really is

Yes me woman, creative, innovative, confident, intelligent, loving, kindhearted

Yes me woman, mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, lover

Yes me woman, The Grenadian woman.

poem by Curliann Mark
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What You Want Wid Bess?

Bess
Oh... what you want wid bess?
Shes gettin ole now;
Take a fine young gal
For to satisfy crown.
Look at this chest
An look at these arms you got.
You know how it always been with me,
These five years I been yo woman,
You could kick me in the street,
Then when you wanted me back,
You could whistle, an there I was
Back again, lickin yo hand.
Theres plenty better lookin gal than bess.
Can you see, Im with porgy,
Now and forever
I am his woman, he would die without me.
Oh, crown, wont you let me go to my man, to my man.
He is a cripple an needs my love, all my love.
What you want wid bess? oh, let me go to my man. . .
Crown
What I wants wid other woman,
I gots a woman, yes,
An dat is you, yes, dat is you, yes,
I need you now an youre mine jus as long as I want you.
No cripple goin take my woman from me.
You got a man tonight an that is crown, yes, crown, yes
Crown.
Youre my woman, bess, Im tellin you, now Im your man.
(pressing her very close)
Bess
What you want with bess?
(boat whistles)
Lemme go, crown dat boat, its goin wiout me!
Crown
You aint goin nowhere!
Bess
(weakening)
Take yo hands off me, I say, yo hands, yo hands, yo hands.
(crown kisses her passionately)
Crown
I knows you ain change - wid you and me it always be the
Same. git in dat thicket.
(bess backs into woods; crown follows.)

song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Loneliness

Roy orbison/joe melson
Loneliness is the worst thing in the world
To be alone all the day long
No ring on the phone, yeah this is wrong
Low down loneliness
This loneliness, I must confess
Yes its a mess of this loneliness
Low down loneliness, loneliness all around
Loneliness, you have found me loneliness
Oh loneliness, all of the time
Such loneliness, youre so unkind
Low down loneliness
Loneliness everywhere
Loneliness, Ive got more that my share
Oh loneliness, my destiny
Yeah loneliness, was I born to be
In low down loneliness? loneliness

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Mind Fed Rituals

When determined people,
Pray to God to have their way...
And God sends to them messengers,
To scream from bullhorns...
This is not going to happen.

Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.

Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.

People like this will make their mission,
To enlist others to value their point of view.
Even to select and depict those unknowing,
They have been chosen as culprits...
By someone who did not like,
How they were told...
To remove their rose colored glasses!

Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.

Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.
And the 'spiritual' side of it...
Is a routine of mind fed rituals,
Outdated by a lack indepth perception.

Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
A common sense for many,
That has been diluted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Is Loneliness

All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
All is loneliness
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me
Loneliness here for me.
Loneliness come on bother me
Want me 'round my door.
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
Loneliness, heck i said loneliness
Lord, loneliness, yeah, i said loneliness.
I said loneliness come on by my bed
Gonna worry me 'round on my door-mat.
I said loneliness come and found me,
I said you found me whole.
Yeah and now loneliness
Lordy lordy loneliness
Lordy lordy loneliness
Lordy lordy loneliness
Yeah, loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Ah loneliness
Ah loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness.
Every day when i walk home
I see loneliness
When i waited for my baby.
You know i open my front door,
I said mr. loneliness is waiting for me at home
Lordy, lord at home, lord at home, lo-o-o-rd at home.
You know, i get home every day, lord,
There ain't nobody waiting there, man
And i ain't got no girlfriends, and i ain't got no boyfriends, man.
I ain't got no any kind of friends, man, i ain't got no...
My tv set doesn't work, my radio doesn't work, man.
I come home there's nothing
Nothing, man, there's no animals moving,
There's nothing, man
Walk in that door seems like i'm sitting there every day, man.
Lord, loneliness
Lord, loneliness
Ah, ah, loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Lord.
All right!

song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Real Live Woman

(written by bobbie cryner)
I dont buy the lines in magazines
That tell me what Ive gotta be
Dont base my life on a movie screen
Dont fit the mold society has planned
I dont need to be 19-years-old
Or starve myself for some weight Im told
Or turn mens heads down that road
And I thank God I finally know just who I am
I aint a movie star
They never see the view from where they are
And this old town may be as far as Im goin
What hell hold tonight in his hands
He swears is so much better than
Anything this old world can show him
Im a real live woman
In love with this man I see lyin here next to me
Lost in the way that hes holdin
This real live woman
In the arms of a man where Ill fall asleep knowin theres
Nothin on earth he loves more than
This real live woman
I work 9-5 and I cant relate
To millionaires who somehow fate
Has smiled upon and fortune made their
Common lives a better place to be
And I no longer justify
Reasons for the way that I behave
I offer no apologies
For the things that I believe and say
And I like it that way
Cause Im a real live woman
In love with this man I see lyin here next to me
Lost in the way that hes holdin
This real live woman
In the arms of a man where Ill fall asleep knowin theres
Nothin on earth he loves more than
This real live woman

song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Serene

A sea of cloth on an early morning
A wooden boat afloat
The cloth of blue and gray clouds
Still touching
Hands and Lips
A man wearing a straw hat
A woman on green skirt watching
Him sail back,
A child cradled on her arms
Serene in sleep

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Burning Down

]from the back of my neck, oh oh oh
Wired a glass jaw, oh oh
Plantation burning your boat is coming in
Strum your jews-harp, youre reeking gin
Running water in a sinking boat
Going under but theyve got your goat
Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound
Burning down - cant you see that my hands are bound
Johnny mike is reading in the yard
His storys timely, oh oh oh
What river is it anyway, radio
Not in a boat, in your ear
Running water in a sinking boat
Going under but theyve got your goat
Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound
Burning down - cant you see that my hands are bound
You pick your island in the sun
Take your island off hes got a gun
Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound
Burning down - cant you see that my hands are bound
Hes cooking in the woods, a brush fire in your neck
Feeling mighty mighty, oh oh oh
You can pick your island in the sun
Take your island off hes got a gun
Running water in a sinking boat
Going under but theyve got your goat
Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound
Burning down - cant you see that my hands are bound

song performed by by REM
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