Artistic Pursuits
the hands of days
are winds
bringing all dusts
to my hair
it is night
time
it is cold but
i wash my hair
to make
me colder
everything is getting
fresh
deep in the night
lots of
life
creep into my
soul
sleep is useless
i tell it
i do not need it
here i am
giving the sounds of silence
to this earth
here i am
writing letters
for those i do not
know
for those i have never
met
it is this joy of
saying
without knowing if
someone hears me
it is this automation
this self-generation this seeding
without having the interest to know
if something
grows from those unknown
unexplored grounds
tomorrow
this is a closed mouth
speaking to the earth
this is the sleepless soul
singing its songs
to the wilderness of
vast space
what i know
is that there is an end
a place
where you too
have never been
this is the joy
of our loneliness
we always do not know
about what happens next
that is the only
excitement left
someone,
someone is there
doing the same thing
ardently like one springtime
artistically....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love Sonnet XLIX
In me there is a vast and lonely place,
Where none, not even you, have walked in sight.
A wide, still vale of solitude and light,
Where Silence echoes into ebbing space.
And there I creep at times and hide my face,
While in myself I fathom wrong and right,
And all the timeless ages of the night
That sacred silence of my soul I pace.
And when from there I come to you, love-swift,
My mouth hot-edged with kisses fresh as wine,
Often I find your longings all asleep
And unresponsive from my grasp you drift.
Ah, Love, you, too, seek solitude like mine,
And soul from soul the secret seems to keep.
poem by Zora Bernice May Cross
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Beyond The Oceans Set To Sail...
Beyond the oceans...
Set to sail...!
My soul is lost to an unknown land...!
It screams...
It weeps...
My sleepless nights to help...
My anchor hooked to shores...
Left calm oceans behind...
What if stillness too awaits...ever after
My soul for sake...soulless in loneliness and darkness...
What if I hit to seas...
And it's clamoring rage... To find my soul, my friend no more...
My fears and anxiety ever grow...
Oceans apart...
He calls his love his life...
I by a haunted vision held back to earth's promises...
Life's ties...!
Holy rituals...!
Conventions...!
Night's dark shadow casting upon cold body, hollow...
Moon's faint image grows over the dark sea, over my dumbness, heartlessness
Mourning over my soul's death...
poem by Lama Abbas
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You Bet On Another Day
yes, you must live for another day
bet this day bet on another day
until you find this love that love
that must make your days whole
your nights still so exciting
you may fail again
on this sad day
on this despair of being alone
and still murmuring about the pain
in your soul
about the night that rains
so cold and becoming so unbearable
you want to sleep you cannot
the lizards keep bugging your thoughts
another failure
another fruitless turmoil
you get attuned to these feelings of
being low and meaningless
this day that day that coming day
you bet again for another day
you wake up, wash your face, go to the toilet,
clean your bed, dress yourself, and look at the mirror
to comb your hair and say
i'm ok, and this day will be ok
and they will all be ok,
you keep on entertaining promises
you maintain a number
a certain faith
who knows? you may hit the jackpot
it is near
wipe your tears, wash your face
prepare for another sleepless night
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Penseroso
Soulless is all humanity to me
To-night. My keenest longing is to be
Alone, alone with God's grey earth that seems
Pulse of my pulse and consort of my dreams.
To-night my soul desires no fellowship,
Or fellow-being; crave I but to slip
Thro' space on space, till flesh no more can bind,
And I may quit for aye my fellow kind.
Let me but feel athwart my cheek the lash
Of whipping wind, but hear the torrent dash
Adown the mountain steep, 'twere more my choice
Than touch of human hand, than human voice.
Let me but wander on the shore night-stilled,
Drinking its darkness till my soul is filled;
The breathing of the salt sea on my hair,
My outstretched hands but grasping empty air.
Let me but feel the pulse of Nature's soul
Athrob on mine, let seas and thunders roll
O'er night and me; sands whirl; winds, waters beat;
For God's grey earth has no cheap counterfeit.
poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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Venite Descendamus
Let be at last; give over words and sighing,
Vainly were all things said:
Better at last to find a place for lying,
Only dead.
Silence were best, with songs and sighing over;
Now be the music mute;
Now let the dead, red leaves of autumn cover
A vain lute.
Silence is best: for ever and for ever,
We will go down and sleep,
Somewhere beyond her ken, where she need never
Come to weep.
Let be at last: colder she grows and colder;
Sleep and the night were best;
Lying at last where we cannot behold her,
We may rest.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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Thank You For The Music
Im nothing special, in fact Im a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, youve probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
cause everyone listens when I start to sing
Im so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud
So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me
Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk
She says I began to sing long before I could talk
And Ive often wondered, how did it all start?
Who found out that nothing can capture a heart
Like a melody can?
Well, whoever it was, Im a fan
So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me
Ive been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair
I wanna sing it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance!
So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me
song performed by by ABBA
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Loneliness
Loneliness cries deep from my soul,
Keeps trying to tell me about the world growing so cold.
Too many people trying to take from my earth,
But we cant live without controlling our birth.
Deep inside a voice cries out for you,
Its not alone cause, people, I been cryin too.
If we dont stop what we all see is wrong,
I guarantee you mankind wont live long.
Chorus
Theres a land, a glorius land,
Its right here on earth.
Understand what you can from the land,
Your life is its worth.
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh.
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh.
Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh-oh.
To face the problems that everyones found,
We must replace what we took out of the ground.
Pray for your brother, let your soul find a way,
Help one another, oh, please listen to what I say.
Chorus
Loneliness ...
Oh ..., I cant get away from loneliness ...
Yeah, loneliness ... oooo ...
Loneliness ...
Yeah, loneli- ... loneli- ... lo- ... neliness ...
I just cant get away from loneli- ...loneliness ...
Yeah, ... yeah ...
Loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
Cant get away from loneliness ...
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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The First Night
Now night comes, the first night in the grave.
O where is all the brightness that surrounded you?
Your bed is made in the cold earth.
How will you sleep tonight?
Your pillow is damp from the last rain;
nightbirds scream, scared away by the wind;
no little lamps burn for you now; only the moonlight,
cold and pale, plays on the place where you sleep.
The hours creep by-- will you sleep till daylight?
Do you, like me, hear every toll of the bell?
How can I lie peacefully and sleep for a little while
when you, my love, are in such a bad bed?
You came, you went with a light trace,
a fleeting guest in this land of earth;
Where from? Whither? We only know:
from God's hand to God's hand.
poem by Isolde Kurz
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For a Good Cause and Care
Tides are high
Tides are deep
With a sigh
I cannot sleep,
Thinking of my long hair
I wish I could keep.
To cut it I would not dare
For I know it is a part of me.
However I know that hair
Grows back within each week
And I know I have the heart to share.
Even though for a moment I will weep,
It is for a good cause and care,
For my hair will grow back everytime I sleep
Just as much as tides are high
Tides are deep
Even if they go away in a chime,
They come back and up the beach they creep
Every day and for all of time.
So I know I can always keep
My hair for it will grow as tides do each time
As the seas swells and heaves as it sleeps.
poem by Music Galore
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Little Charlie Hades
Little Charlie Hades has gone
To dwell with God above,
Where live the little angel throng
In perfect peace and love.
His little spirit now is free,
Free from all earthly pain;
His little form no more can be
In the bright earth again.
His little life was short on earth,
Being but three years old;
His little form so full of mirth,
Now the cold earth enfold.
In her embrace she gently keeps
His form she calls her own,
There sweetly sleeping his last sleep,
Quietly all alone.
His laughing eyes of violet blue,
Are closed in deep repose;
His curly hair of coal black hue,
His little head inclose.
In beauty he was bright and fair,
He was his friends' delight;
They miss his footsteps everywhere,
From morning until night.
That innocent voice full of glee,
On earth is heard no more;
That precious soul from sin is free,
And will be evermore.
His parents mourn for Charlie dear,
Their loving little one;
And oft times they will shed a tear
For their little infant son.
poem by Julia A Moore
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How Can I Keep From Singing?
My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet though far off hymn
That hails a new creation:
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul—
How can I keep from singing?
What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord my Savior liveth;
What though the darkness gather round!
Songs in the night He giveth:
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that refuge clinging;
Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,
How can I keep from singing?
I lift mine eyes; the cloud grows thin;
I see the blue above it;
And day by day this pathway smoothes
Since first I learned to love it:
The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing:
All things are mine since I am His—
How can I keep from singing?
poem by Robert Wadsworth Lowry
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Dance Of The Soul
Shades of Grey, Black and White,
Paint the star studded moonlit night.
Rustlling leaves and waving trees;
Raging winds and subtle sounds.
A song that stirs the mum soul.
A song that breaks the chains of silence!
The soul dances with joy profound,
Throngs helter-skelter,
In the vast emptiness of the night.
In a dimension of its own, still unseen!
A place, the words of this World
Can never comprehend!
A passage to the divine realm itself,
Let the soul proffer
It's dance ceasing never!
Till it becomes,
An entity of Heaven itself!
poem by Vivian Thompson
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Letters From Earth
Well its a cold world
And Im in the middle
Caught in the in-between
I dont belong here
So Im writing to you
Its wrong here
Where Im sending you some
Chorus:
Letters from earth, yeah
Well its a new world
And now Im a stranger
Stranger than you know
I dont belong here
And Im writing to you
With blood on my hands
What if I send you madness
What if I send you pain
And letters from earth, ooh
All right
Come on its another game
But you gotta play on
Cause they say its just pretend
Ask them why they say youll never, never die
Come on - the game is called the end
Well its a cold world
And Im in the middle
Caught in the in-between
I dont belong here
So Im writing to you
Hey let me explain
What if I send you confusion
What is the time and the pain worth
Oh no no
Im only sending -
Letters from the earth
Letters from earth, ...
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Back To The Light
Far, far from the light
Here the night creatures call
In the cold breath they howl
And the hollow tears, theyre calling you
Ill be there, though maybe you wont see my babe
Ill still care, no mater where Ill still be there
When you make to the other side
Lord Im going back, back to the light
Back to the dreams that are paved with gold
Back to the light
Back to the land, where the sunshine heals my soul
Deep, deep in the night
When the world fils with tears
And the wind grows, colder and colder it grows
And the fire dimes, with the same old fears
Ill be there, no matter what youre going through
In the dark I care, Im holding on, Im hoping on
Its still the same old me inside#
Lord Im going back, back to the light
Back to the dreams that are paved with gold
Back to the light
Back to the land, where the sunshine heals my soul
On and on, searching for the clearer view
Winning and loosing an inner war
Wondering what we do it for
Though the road seems never ending
Hold on to the hope Im sending through
No matter where youre going to
Ill be there
Im holding on, believe it
Well be walking in the light
cos therell be no place left to hide
Back to the light
Back to the dreams that are paved with gold
Back to the light
Back to the land, where the sunshine heals my soul
Let me hear you babes - yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Queen
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Together Again
...hayeahhhh...
A red black beetle crawls over my feet
Its little steps tickle
It gives me the creeps
I wash my hands and I wash my face
A fresh summer breeze catches my hair and I say
...hayeahhhh...
...hayeahhhh...
Went long the river it was a red night
My teddy fell asleep
Closed his black button eyes
It was a red night when I walked on my own
When my teddy awoke theres one thing I knew - cause were
Chorus:
Together again
Yeah forever together
Your heart is my home
Together again
Yeah forever together
Your heart is my home
The golden field, the sense of red nights
Theres something lost
Cause weve forgotten to fight
The field is broken but the dream will survive
Plant a new appletree
Sisters of night
Chorus
...hayeahhhh...
A red black beetle crawls over my feet
Its little steps tickle
It gives me the creeps
I wash my hands and I wash my face
A fresh summer breeze catches my hair and I say
...hayeahhhh...
Your heart is my home
...hayeahhhh...
Your heart is my home
Chorus
...hayeahhhh...
Your heart is my home
...hayeahhhh...
Your heart is my home
...hayeahhhh...
song performed by by Wonderwall
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Thank You For The Music
(b. andersson/b. ulvaeus)
Im nothing special
In fact, Im a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke
You probably heard it before
But I have a talent
A wonderful thing
cause everyone listens
When I start to sing
Im so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it loud
Refrain:
So, I say, thank you for the music
The songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be without a song or dance
What are we
So, I say, thank you for the music
For giving it to me
Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk
Uhmmm...she says I began to sing long before I could talk
But, I often wonder how did it all start
To find that theres nothin can capture a heart
Like a memory can
Well, whoever it was, Im a fan
(repeat refrain)
Ive been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair
I want to sing it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance
Thank you for the music
The songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who could live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be without a song or dance
What are we
So, I say, thank you for the music
For giving it to me
So, I say, thank you for the music
For giving it to me
song performed by by Lea Salonga
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How Sublime For Poets
how sublime for poets
who spend sleepless nights
writing a poem and posting
them at dawn when even
all the dusts on the furnitures
are still all asleep, and
he never expects anything
to happen to his life, not
even the simplest thank
you from an unknown
reader, and he, who in turn
knows that a reader exists
somewhere, he too, never
has the chance of saying
you are welcome.
it's the spirit, i suppose,
that cannot stop, but goes
on and on, speaking to
itself, like the way its body
speaks to the house and
listens to the winds of the
windows and waits for
an opening of his only door.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Collection Of Short Poems
MEANINGLESS
I looked into my soul
And saw a great emptiness that enswallowed me.
It was strange and it was dark.
A darkness so vast I fall into it.
Terrified, my heart froze
As fear’s ice hands griped it.
Big dreams and ambitions cut short by the shortness of life
My life now a black deep ocean to drown in
For this is now my fate for mine had being a vain pursuit for self.
DREAMS
The dreams,
These dreams that I dream when I sleep in my sleep.
Are so scary so dark that I awake to only find
That am trapped in the dusty dream of dreaminglessness.
Am lost like a codeless soul flowing in space.
Like a fading painting I evaporate losing myself in the mystic shadows of life.
I don’t know me;
I don’t feel me,
Am I dreaming or is this real?
The dreams,
These dreams that I dream when I sleep in my sleep.
These dreams that I dream are when my eyes are closed yet open
Are not for the faint hearted,
The dreams.
MIRROR, MIRROR, MIRROR
Internal reflections of my soul
Looking deep where I have never being before
I stand mouth agap at the images I see below.
Distorted images,
I can’t see me.
Is the mirror broken or is it the state f my soul?
Mirror, mirror, mirror!
Is there any hope at all?
Tell me now for I fear that I have completely lost my way.
Mirror…?
poem by Tigana Chileshe
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Without You
My Pillow gazes upon me at night
Empty as a gravestone;
I never thought it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Not to lie down asleep in your hair.
I lie alone in a silent house,
The hanging lamp darkened,
And gently stretch out my hands
To gather in yours,
And softly press my warm mouth
Toward you, and kiss myself, exhausted and weak-
Then suddenly I'm awake
And all around me the cold night grows still.
The star in the window shines clearly-
Where is your blond hair,
Where your sweet mouth?
Now I drink pain in every delight
And poison in every wine;
I never knew it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Alone, without you.
Translated by James Wright
poem by Hermann Hesse
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Let The Night Sleep
Let the night sleep
Sleep for ever deep
With the night I sleep
Beyond the world to peep
Universe will sleep
Plants and trees
Birds and bees
Stars and moon
To sleep very soon!
Fruits and flowers
Joy with showers
Will sleep with me and the night
Not to keep the life very tight!
No dawn of the day
Right upto the dooms day!
Sleep permanent
In the world impermanent
I'll sleep without light
My agonies will sleep
My worries will sleep
My pains will sleep
My sins will sleep!
While in sleep
I am pure
I am peace
I am noble!
While my body is asleep
Awake my soul I keep
Sleep akin to death
Death akin to sleep in mirth?
Let the night sleep
Sleep for ever deep
With night I sleep
Sleep to eternity
Soul to merge in Divinity!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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