And Then You Wanted To Go And Leave Me Here
you come like a shadow creeping beside the twilight of my life
i wake up at dusk and hear the faint sound of hope and there
you are dressed in morning light shining upon the drapes of
my room where the windows are tightly lipped in silence
we talk like the wind getting inside a leak of my wall and we
whisper what we know from the beginning, about love and how
some of it lay broken on the road of mishaps and how some
wounds begin to know how to heal themselves and pretend that
a scar is beautiful and shiny upon a skin that knows how to forget.
i smell the skin of freedom spreading on your bosom and i touch
the scent of your hair and i begin to know what life is all about until
you know the real hour for leaving, the sunset calls you and then you
hear the song of the sea, and then you wear upon your shoulder the
wings of the seagull. You leave me and i am like a window waiting
for the white sail from the ocean its shadow getting smaller from the
horizon. And then the moon rises up with the stars lighting the darkness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't Wake Me Up
Don't wake me up
I'm dreaming of you
Your skin
Your kiss
Your touch
Your laugh
Don't wake me up
I feel your skin
I smell your hair
I taste your lips
I see your eyes
I hear your laugh
Don't wake me up
Lest I forget
You never know
What if?
What if I forget
And it never happened
And you cease to exist to me
And it seems never to have happened
Please leave a reminder
So I never forget
Don't wake me up
Or I might break
I might fall apart
I might lose you
I might fail
I might forget
What then?
There's nothing left
So don't wake me up
Because you are all that I have
Your skin
Your lips
Your smell
Your touch
Your laugh
Your hair
Your eyes
So don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Because I need you
And without you
There is nothing to wake up to
Don't wake me up
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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There Is No Such Thing As A Meaningless Poem
there is no such thing
as a word without meaning
each word has a shadow
it has its own moon
and marsh
each sigh calls for a word
to give it a sound that you can hear
inside your heart
each moan has a memory beside it
warm and
so gentle
each touch is a syllable that you
keep in silence
as a treasure inside your skin
hence there is no such thing
as a poem without meaning at all
there is always a body
a hand
at night there is always a whisper
a love call
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Moon Glow
The darkest night, flows with a
wind hush through open blackness.
Ya'ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?
Rivulets spill with water
across the mountain plains;
as liquid rolls down along the steep slope-
ya'ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?
Stars glitter through sparkles
of the darkest night.
Wind cold breeze swifts;
swiftly into space.
Laughter engulfs the moon light.
Ya' ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?
Moon light angles corners,
as sweet melodies swell into air,
of silence.
You ever sight the bird dance,
as shadow flicker
upon the moon?
Ya' ever see the moon glow?
Ya' ever hear the wind whisper?
poem by Celine Berghmans
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Im Already There
(richie mcdonald/gary baker/frank myers)
He called her on the road
From a lonely cold hotel room
Just to hear her say I love you one more time
But when he heard the sound
Of the kids laughing in the background
He had to wipe away a tear from his eye
A little voice came on the phone
Said daddy when you coming home
He said the first thing that came to his mind
Im already there
Take a look around
Im the sunshine in your hair
Im the shadow on the ground
Im the whisper in the wind
Im your imaginary friend
And I know Im in your prayers
Oh Im already there
She got back on the phone
Said I really miss you darling
Dont worry about the kids theyll be alright
Wish I was in your arms
Lying right there beside you
But I know that Ill be in your dreams tonight
And Ill gently kiss your lips
Touch you with my fingertips
So turn out the light and close your eyes
Im already there
Dont make a sound
Im the beat in your heart
Im the moonlight shining down
Im the whisper in the wind
And Ill be there until the end
Can you feel the love that we share
Oh Im already there
We may be a thousand miles apart
But Ill be with you wherever you are
Im already there
Take a look around
Im the sunshine in your hair
Im the shadow on the ground
Im the whisper in the wind
And Ill be there until the end
Can you feel the love that we share
Oh Im already there
Oh Im already
There
song performed by by Lonestar
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Never, Ever
Sitting in my room, staring at the wall, I can't believe it's happening
Once so wonderful, now, life's a twisted kind of reality, a fantasy
Don't know where to begin
Saw your love for me vanish in a single moment of stupidity Nightmare this may be, but it is not a dream, ooh
I want to scream; a broken heart still bleeds
Never ever talk, never ever smile
Knowing that my life won't be the same Never ever touch, never ever feel
I will never hear you call my nameagain
In my dreams I see, see you come to me; a memory of times of old
Waking up, I realize Hell's as cool as ice and the touch of sin did get me in
Nothing burns like the cold
Never ever talk, never ever smile
Knowing that my life won't be the same Never ever touch, never ever feel
I will never hear you call my name
As we sin, so do we suffer
I've fallen from grace, want to turn back time and make it undone
Never ever talk, never ever smile
Knowing that my life won't be the same Never ever touch, never ever feel
I will never hear you call my name Never ever talk, never ever smile
All I see: a future full of fear Never ever touch, never ever feel
I can never whisper in your earI'm sorry
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Birthday night
The golden light
of twelve candles
sparkled on your skin
while you came to me
like a goddess
stepping back into my life
and a shadow
followed you
on the bedroom wall
and I could see
your beautiful big eyes glowing
as if set alight.
There were still drops of water
on your naked skin
which was warm to my touch
and you blew all the candles out
and in sudden darkness
your kiss was soft and hot.
In having you against me
there was something familiar
and something new
and things felt as if they
were destined to be
and I could hear
your heart beat against mine.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Love Lights
The sun rises
sparkle fingers
aop the horizon;
my feelings are alive.
I tingle at the breeze of a single
butterfly wing
that is your touch;
dust in light shafts
come through
the window sill
stir
and float
above us,
I move to taste you;
perfumed still
from the surging night
and you loom above me
reaching
across our illumination;
swirling
to me;
my nipples swelling
remembering
night time lustings;
night time now is dust light beams
dancing in moon streams
gleaming.;
smooth
skin now
igniting again
against
smooth
skin;
I hear you moan,
reclaim my center
with your weight
and I compress
caress your chest;
last nights
love
in an instant
returns with us to bed,
and we imitate
the sun rise
slow soothing
love-making
in the steady ray sun beams
while shadow flowers
in the window box
follow our movements
on the wall;
love strokes-
rhythmic signs
surrendering breath
and astonishment
as body love
takes hold.
Once again
we fall among the lost.
The taste of you
on my tongue
again
the smell of you
rush to my lungs
again
we spiral away;
we're gone;
timeless etched
bathed
in that bursting sun
which announces once again
morning.
Put your hand here I say
and you do
I sign
a soft sign
and you
your deep baritone
moans again;
sudden shuddering
and the window sill
tells me its sunset
8 hours
more we've lingered,
while a new sun
salutes us
on the bed
next day;
lying
finger tip to finger tip
as new shards
of light
proceed and recede
to the window sill
each saying
good night
see you in the morn;
each a long-stemmed
lit rose;
fading
slowly
leaving us
side by side
repleated
and completed.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The White Room
(SpringfieldVallance)
I can see her at her windows watching,
locked away inside her skin,
I can see her but I can't get to her, she won't come out,
and she won't let me into
The white room (she's living in)
Lying alone til she comes undone
In the white room, she burns for the real thing.
But it won't come.
In her head is the same obsession
and all the bottles and pills won't heal her heart.
She heard his last confession
and every word just tears her apart
In the white room (locked away)
doing time till her time is done
In the white room there's so much to say
but the words won't come.
Come back to the land of the living,
when you gonna break the chain,
there's so much too much that you're leaving
and you're never gonna stop the rain
In the white room.
waiting for the call that never comes
in the white room, she awaits.
Look at something long enough you'll find,
that the splinters and the cracks begin to show,
I'll be the first in line when the walls start falling
and she lets go of
The white room (it's late)
living alone only makes you numb
In the white room she burns for the real thing
but it won't come
In the white room (she's living in) I think its time
that you're time is done,
In the white room she burns
In the white room (it's late)
lying alone till she comes undone
In the white room she awaits
In the white room
song performed by by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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As I Wait For For You
and then our minds met at a point
of convergence
i waited for you in a room without a number
a place without a name
a space where only us know what & how to fill
i am naked
you want the whole truth and so i am naked
in this room without a number, a place without a name
a space, where only our self-manifested emptiness know how & what to fill
when you arrive do not call my name
be so soft and gentle with your feet
do not even say your name as
i have also left my name somewhere else
and it is only i who knows it
i lose my identity
that is how i want to spend my short moment with you
i am naked
i only have my face, my skin and my flesh my bones my whole body
not my soul
do not knock
just push the door
it is left open throughout the nights of my waiting
i have intended it that way
so when you arrive and i am still asleep with my dreams and desires
of you
do not disturb the silence and sweetness of my sleep
just whisper your desire for love so sweet to my ears
touch the surfaces of my skin and caress with your soft fingers the smooth lines of my face
place your head just beside my tight chest
for there you shall hear the sounds of all my desires
and then my love we begin the sharing of our hidden truths
we shall dance in our nakedness
we shall make love real
we shall open the shutters of this closed window
we let the slits of light from outside the night get inside us and put some
warmth on the empty pores of our skins
we bring light to the darkness of our lives
we put fire to those eyes that refuse to close and die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A White Architect Of Light
8.8.88: She came back from the land of democrative destiny and dissolved
into the chaotic void.
Fighting for the freedom of reality
Building the light house in the darkest hours of life
Fixing up the spiritual essence through the existential nothingness
in the valueless zone
Layers by layers, realities of life theatre are turned into distilled light
out of trapped reflections
Mother of modern Myanmar honoured by consciencious tree of life
Curving away all the unnecessary parts
Curving away all the necessary parts
Communication revolution of the 21 st century
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Aung San Su Kyi, The White Architect Of Light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Light's shadow is light
Shadow
Your body's warm but you are not
You give a little not a lot
It could be love until we kiss
You're all I want but not like this
I'm watching you disappear
But you, you were never here
CHOURS
It's only your shadow,
Never yourself
It's only your shadow,
Nobody else
It's only your shadow,
Filling the room
Arriving too late
And leaving too soon.
And leaving too soon.
Your body gives but then holds back
The sun is bright the sky is black
Can only be another sign
I can not I keep what isn't mine
Your laughter, it lingers on
But you, you were almost gone
CHOURS
It's only your shadow,
Never yourself
It's only your shadow,
Nobody else
It's only your shadow,
Filling the room
Arriving too late
And leaving too soon.
And leaving too soon.
How can I tell if you mean what you say?
You say it so loud but you sound far away
Maybe I'll have just a glimpse of your soul
Or was that your shadow I saw on the wall?
I'm watching you disappear
But you, you were never here.
CHOURS
It's only your shadow,
Never yourself
It's only your shadow,
Nobody else
It's only your shadow,
Filling the room
Arriving too late
No, no, no
It's only your shadow
It's only your shadow
Nobody else
It's only your shadow
Arriving too late
And leaving too soon
Oooh.
It's only your shadow.
song performed by by Britney Spears
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Wearing The Inside Out
From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didnt recognise what Id become
No more than alive Id barely survive
In a word...overrun
Wont hear a sound
From my mouth
Ive spent too long
On the inside out
My skin is cold
To the human touch
This bleeding hearts
Not beating much
I murmured a vow of silence and now
I dont even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by light I turn on the night
Wear its darkness with an empty smile
Im creeping back to life
My nervous system all away
Im wearing the inside out
Look at him now
Hes paler somehow
But hes coming round
Hes starting to choke
Its been so long since he spoke
Well he can have the words right from my mouth
And with these words I can see
Clear through the clouds that covered me
Just give it time then speak my name
Now we can hear ourselves again
Im holding out
For the day
When all the clouds
Have blown away
Im with you now
Can speak your name
Now we can hear
Ourselves again
Hes curled into the corner
But still the screen is flickering
With an endless stream of garbage to
...curse the place
In a sea of random images
The self-destructing animal
Waiting for the waves to break
Hes standing on the threshold
Caught in fiery anger
And hurled into the furnace hell
...curse the place
Hes torn in all directions
And the screen is still flickering
Waiting for the flames to break
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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In This Skin
They see me in a magazine
I'm the one they want to be
Still don't feel I'm good enough
Still don't feel I'm thin enough
I stand up and I'm pushed back down
And every opinion now
It makes me feel inhuman
Giving in and giving up
To be worthy
To feel beautiful in this skin
Be beautiful in this skin[love the skin I'm in]
Love me for me
Have confidence in this skin
Be confident in this skin[in the skin I'm in]
So tell me what is wrong with me
I'm the girl with everything
So why am I not strong enough
I want to be strong enough
To tell you how I really feel
I know my talent is real
So don't tell me, don't tell me
I have to be 102
I don't have nothing to prove
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Cause I am worthy...
To feel beautiful in this skin
Be beautiful in this skin[love the skin I'm in]
Love me for me
Have confidence in this skin
Be confident in this skin[in the skin I'm in]
Be real, be real
See the beauty inside this skin
I don't have to hide this skin[love the skin I'm in]
I feel, I feel
An awakening in this skin
Stop forsaking me in this skin
I am, I am,
[Beatiful in this skin
'beatiful' lies within
Beatiful in this skin
I am]
To be worthy
Be beautiful
Love me for me
'Cuz I am beautiful
To feel beautiful in this skin
Be beautiful in this skin[love the skin I'm in]
Love me for me
Have confidence in this skin
Be confident in this skin[in the skin I'm in]
Be real, be real
See the beautiful in this skin
'Cuz I don't want to have to hide it
I feel, I feel
I'm beautiful in this skin
Beautiful in this skin
I'm beautiful
And your beautiful
Beautiful in this skin
I'm beautiful
And you are beautiful
Beautiful in this skin
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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Early Works - The Twilight Hour
When twilight is here
you shall see
but not hear a sound
the world will be peaceful
the seas will be calm
the flowers will sway gracefully
in the breeze as night does come.
The twilight hour
is the hour before darkness does prevail
when little children into dreamland sail
when the sunset leaves the sky grey and blue
then the twilight hour comes into view.
The big city sounds die peacefully
when twilight calls gracefully
as small creatures rest their heads in sleep
as all the world in tranquil stillness does seep
for the twilight hour is tranquil
as it gracefully does call.
Date unknown
poem by David Harris
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White Room
I can see her at her windows watching
Locked away inside her skin
I can see her but I cant get to her
She wont come out, and she wont let me into
The white room (shes living in)
Lying alone til she comes undone
In the white room
She burns for the real thing
But it wont come
In her head is the same obsession
And all the bottles and pills wont heal her heart
She heard his last confession
Every word just tears her apart
In the white room (locked away)
Doing time til her time is done
In the white room theres so much to say
But the words wont come
Come back to the land of the living
When you gonna break that chain
Theres much too much that youre leaving
And youre never gonna stop the rain
In the white room
Waiting for the call that never comes
In the white room, she waits
Look at something long enough youll find
That the splinters and the cracks begin to show
Ill be the first in line when the walls start falling
And she lets go of
The white room (its late)
Living alone only makes you numb
In the white room
She burns for the real thing but it wont come
Come back to the land of the living
When you gonna break that chain
Theres much too much that youre leaving
And youre never gonna stop the rain
In the white room (shes living in)
Doing time til her time is done
In the white room she burns
In the white room (its late)
Lying alone till she comes undone
In the white room she waits
In the white room...
song performed by by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Tree that bears Flower
spread my wings; shield my shadow for eternity’s’
belt, the neon light reflected the highest sky and
calls for a great wind; rain that hold the grain
young as the meadow of Daffodils, sway the
melody of each beginning
made each leaves be the smell of your dreaming
sweet taste of returning home and be the entity
of courage to live in the pendulum of singing time
laps in every presence of the heart; for you to
know, and hold on of sublime surrender
bloom and cherish my flower, let every perfume
capture each beginning, never the opulent heart
blink the horizon star of darkness close the
window to stop your wisdom
move to the point that shows the leaves that smell
the harmony of wind and propel to the professing
idiom that life, never fail to reach the heart that
desire of tomorrow
let me first lead and do the beginning of being
a tree ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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White Shadow
Ten coaches roll into the dust
Chrome windows turned to rust
'hand on inside they know they must
Hanging on the green backed words "in god we trust"
No one knew if the spirit died
All wrapped to go like kentucky fried
Tring to read the flight of birds
Low on fuel, getting low on words
And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow
Each one drawn to empty spaces
Outsiders, borderline cases
It's hard to tell black from white
When you wake up in the middle of the night
Weighed down by the absence of sound
Broken now by the cry of a hound
Looking for movement withing the haze
Light can be deceptive with her rays
And she comes out like a white sadow
And she comes out like a white shadow
She comes out like a white shadow
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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The Unknown Star
I was born of an unknown star, of a mother who did not know herself-
From the very beginning I was a canary that could not sing and who
Would fall to the ground every time I lifted my wings to fly-
Trapped inside a cage of my own delusions,
I was alone looking upward towards that clouded sky, searching for that unknown star,
Where by chance I could find a place where I would belong-
My mother wept a wide stream of tears
Not to be consoled from the deep pain that tore at her heart-
The day I lost myself to another world, she abandoned me as agony wrenched her soul-
A phantasmal canary lying still at the bottom of my cage-
Hiding behind a rainbow looking for rays of hope,
Trying to deafen the voices only I could hear,
Searching for that unknown star,
I would dance in the rain beneath the faint light of the moon at night
Seeking for myself, that person I could not find, however
All I could find was a shadow upon the wall-
A shadow upon the wall I hardly recognized as myself,
A reflection within a pond which was that stream of my mother’s tears-
Dancing in the rain trying to become somebody,
Somebody famous or a perhaps an angel or a saint,
Trapped inside a cage of my own apparition where dense cloud cover barred me from
That unknown star where I might feel at home-
Looking about me at hillsides I might have tried to climb-all I could see was my shadow.
A shadow upon a hillside or inside, a shadow upon the wall,
A vague reflection within a pool of tears- Seemingly eyes of a ghost staring into mine,
Reading the demonic thoughts that raced inside of my mind-
Born of an unknown star, I had never found a home and
Born of an unknown star, I had never found myself-
Searching inside and outside all I could ever see was
A dark shadow of a lost person with no destiny or direction-
That canary that could not sing or fly, or perhaps a being who
Tried to come to life dancing in the rain beneath the faint moonlight- I became
A shadow dancing beneath the light of that unknown star I could not reach-
Hoping someday I would save the souls of those who despair and expectantly
Someday I would become that canary, but lifting my wings to fly and bursting into song,
Joyfully watching the sunrise as the moon would vanish
Behind disappearing dark clouds of despair.
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Whatever Happens, Move On, Pursue That End
when we begin we already know what distance is
we see it in the stars we hear it from the Siberian winds
we were telling the trees that our beginning was the smile of the snails
that the moss have always been faithful to the stones
at the middle we learned the games of the waves and the seagulls
there is always the happy chase between respect and dignity
like the moon how it sits on the black horizon how it lightens the silence
you want to know the intimacy of the wind and the cliff
how they have become almost the same in sonorous sounds
sometimes you sense the semblance of surrender
not wanting to go on and be the roots of the trees and the grass
i have touched the tips of your hair, though short, but that is enough
my wings have fully grown and the winds are waiting
i am destined for something else beyond the touch of your hands
i do not know how my story shall end, but the voices are assuring
whatever happens, tell me, for once, that you too shall find yourself
do not turn back, pursue the end without the trembling, the remorse of pain
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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White Skin Black Heart
Yeah, whatcha gonna do now, now that you started?
Whatcha gonna do now, now that its done?
The words got out there, they float around and are coming right back down.
You gonna leave us lying here
Dealing with the consequences of a bad sound
Of a bad sound.
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Whatcha gonna do now, that its spoken?
These words of a habit, have not faded away.
.................... it clear, conscious gets opened like a wound.
If you cant concieve a better line and better times,
Then let silence bury you, in the end.
When you feel it, when you feel it
Youre condemned.
You see, youve lost your strangle on the freedom road! you
Think ........................of something a long time ago! you
[spewed it out you were so] insecure! it was like ............. on
The toilet floor! youre a [nine seat] drunk, ............... and
You say you want something, .......... you heard the rednecks
Roaring for blood and then they wanted more! life was so small, you
Couldnt get enough. you made a start.
White skin black heart
Dripping,
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Drag your eyes from [aurora] black heart!
White skin black heart
Drag your leg, get outta here [my sight]!
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
You didnt have to start
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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