At The Center Of My Being
at the center of my being
lies all my weaknesses
and if you hit it right at
bull's eye, i will surely die,
your fingers do not find me
my skins are walls.
your lips are too searching
but my tongue has curled
upon itself like a frozen meat.
your eyes try to melt me
but my mind has hardened
like a rock, you try to cradle
my body, like a swing, but
my arms have changed into
sturdy pillars
at the center of my being
there was once this queen,
she turns into a sparrow
forever taken by tomorrow.
and so no matter what you do,
nothing happens to my sorrow
at the center of my being
someone tries to call you
and smile and waive at you,
i am telling you, i do not know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Centre Of The Heart
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of the heart is the suburb to the brain?
You wear them so well, those innocent eyes
You're putting on a wonderful disguise.
I want you so bad, I'm pushing my luck
It feels like beeing hit by a truck.
This is no place special, don't know why I came
If someone has a minute, won't you explain?
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
Singing: "Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na"
Beeing with you, dealing with fire
Oh, won't you come around (come out) come out (today) and play
I want you so bad, answer my calls
Let's spend the night within these walls
This is no place special, nothing for the same (nothing for the same)
If someone's got a minute, do please explain!
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
Singing: "Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na"
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me...
(tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me)
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain? Tell me,
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
Singing: "Na na na na na na, Na na na na na na"
What am I gonna do now?
What am I gonna do when I get a little excited a little in vain?
The center of my heart... yeah, yeah, yeah!
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon hoooooooo!
Na na na na na na
What am I gonna do now?
What am I gonna say when I find the center of my heart is the suburb to the brain?
song performed by by Roxette
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Poor Baby
Orbison/c & r price
Glittery eyes; witchy smiles
A good time is all you are after
Skin tight thighs; little white lies
Put you in the center of the laughter
But your reign of queen is over
Your fortress has been broken down
You're still the center of the laughter
But your role has changed to the clown
Chorus
Ooh poor baby
Someone broke your heart in two
Ooh poor baby
Who would have thought it could happen to you
Poor baby
A pretty face; sweet talkin' ways
Got you a part of the action
A come-over-touch, glances and such
You always had to be the main attraction
Now you're the one who's crying
You lost at your own lonely game
You're still the center of attraction
But now i'm gone, you've got yourself to blame
Chorus
Ooh poor baby
Do what you said you'd never do
Ooh poor baby
You let someone get much too close to you
Poor baby
Poor baby,poor baby
Poor baby,poor baby
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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My Cueen
In my crusade in the callus sands;
Coasting in the desserts of Africa
Below the crystal coating of Casablanca;
I came across an oasis;
In the center of Chad
A dwindling lake;
Cancer of the cells;
Blood that is......
Carnivorous, cultured, cultivated;
In her creaky corps;
In her caliphate;
On the curvy shores of Lake Chad;
Lay my curvy 'chantress;
My queen, my cueen;
My charming caliph;
There she lies my sylph my cylph;
Her creamy colored cuticle;
Touching the crux;
Of my tachy'cardic center.
My nu'cleus in cacophony;
As the center of me erupted;
Like the craters of Cotapaxi.
My queen, my cueen;
Catering to my heart's center's sheen;
Cradled between chambers of muscle's coir;
Rapturous for her.....
My sylph, my cylph;
Even if this lifetime evades us;
I will cee you in a crimson carnival;
In the center of Valhalla;
The city where pavements are candy;
And lake craters are flavored cordial;
I will cee you again my love
My cinderella;
In the center of the earth;
For I am diving to the craters;
Of Cotapaxi;
With my own cancer;
As the numbness of my psyche;
Capitulates my corroding existence;
Cee you in the corridors;
Of Canaan.....heaven that is;
Over the cumbersome clouds;
One day the cenile me will look at the ceiling;
As I kiss your lips;
For a s'cinitillating eternity;
You cee..........
In our cea of love;
Caeser and Cleopatra;
In Cismet's celebrity!
poem by Dilantha Gunawardana
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For R.F.
this body
has no center
because it has no
edge
it has no here
and there
for if there is
how can this body
contain
a love that
has no measure?
the sun
is not the center of my universe
for i am never one
of your planets
i wish you are my star
my sun
my God
but i live and
go nowhere
to you
i understand
i am
nothing...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Labyrinths Light
The Labyrinths Light
How beautiful the labyrinth.
Its center in clear view.
Reflecting light of soul in flight
Within the morning dew.
With no false starts
or broken hearts.
It takes you in its arms.
Lovingly it guides you,
enraptured by its charms.
The journey is our joy
The path it never ends.
The center of our universe
Within our spirit blends.
So follow the path of the labyrinth.
And find your heart at last.
For therein lies your future
In the wishes of your past.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Centered
My inner light and my inner darkness.
My positive and my negative.
In the center, my neutral or balance.
My peace, will not allow my scale to tip.
Too positive, taken advantage of.
Too negative, taking advantage of.
Mind full of others, or mindless.
Full of myself and void of others.
Full of others and void of myself.
Minding my business or another's.
Apathy or arrogance.
Not centered.
But self centered, the center of attention, the center of the universe.
If others are my universe, then I don't know who I am.
I am lost.
I find myself.
I create my universe.
If I worry about where I have been, or where I am going,
Then I cannot just be.
A creation with too many directions.
What I became, is first,
What I become, is last,
What I be, is now.
Which is all I truly only have.
Where I have been,
Where I am going.
Is the end of where I was.
The beginning of where I will be.
And the revelation of where I am at.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Journey 2 The Center Of Your Heart
I know U've been hurt before
I can see it in your eyes
And if U just close the door
I would not be surprised
Even though I know U've heard it
These words I'm tryin' 2 say
I think the others only flirted
With the true meaning of always
U can say what U wanna
But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center of your heart
No, no
Heart (Heart)
I see the candle through your window
Burns there every night
The shadow leaves an innuendo
Of no one holding U tight
Many nights I've dreamt U near me
But awaken 2 U gone (Gone)
I know one day U'll hear me
I don't care how long
U can say what U wanna
But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center of your heart
Oh yeah
(Journey center of your heart)
Journey 2 the center of your heart
Heart
I've waited a lifetime, baby
Just 2 know your name
We've done everything in our minds
Let's stop the game (Let's stop it)
Even though I know U've heard
These words I'm tryin' 2 say
Somehow I think these others, they only flirted
With the true meaning of always
(U can say what U wanna)
Oh, U can say what U wanna
(But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2)
But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center ... (Heart)
(U can say what U wanna)
(But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center of your heart)
Heart, heart
(Heart) {repeat in BG}
Your heart {x3
song performed by by Prince
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The city is the nerve center of our civilization. It is also the storm center.
quote by Josiah Strong
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I was born with a need to be the center of attention, and, of course, you're the center of the world when you're acting.
quote by Julie Christie
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Me Against The Universe
I have traveled
for more than a millennium
to the center of space
My purpose?
My reason?
It's quite simple
yet
quite absurd
I have traveled far
through space
and time
to fight the dragon
which resides
in the center
of this universe
Oh yes
I am quite mad
Oh yes
this probably is
suicide
Do I care?
Do I fear?
I assure you
I should
BUT
I don't
I will fight
only with my mind
I will speak
only with my soul
I will challenge
only with my body
All who I am
all
who I have existed
as
All
in all
I will not back down
until there is
a victor
My eyes
are set
on this stupid goal
and I
will most likely die
But I ask you
Who else
has fought
the universe
alone?
poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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Twenty-Pound Stone
It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if
offering my stomach, as if it were pulling me forward.
At night the sun leaks from it, it turns cold, I sleep with it
beside my head, I breath for it.
Sometimes I dream of hammers.
I am hammering it back into sand, the sand we melt into glass,
the glass we blow into bottles.
This stone is fifteen green bottles with nothing inside.
It never bleeds, it never heals, it is a soup can left on the back shelf,
the label worn off.
It is the corner of a house, the beginning of a wall.
At night it changes shape, it lies on one side, casting jagged shadows.
It brightens where my tongue touches it.
Richard's eyes were this color, a pale fruit, honeydew.
When I swing it over my head I swear it could lift me.
If I jump from a bridge it would drag me down, the current couldn't
carry us, it has no lungs, no pockets of air.
If I could walk it to the center of a frozen pond & leave it,
in the spring it would be gone.
poem by Nick Flynn
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Our Paranoia
the uncured disease of mankind had always been
that the earth is the center of the universe
that man is at the center of all these
that he is loved by the skies and the seas and the mountains
that i am the center of your attraction
or that i have loved you truly too
these are the demands of illusions
the sun is just one of the thousand stars
though it may be true that it is the center of our universe
that you may have loved me truly and i may think that i am the only
star in your universe
how hopeless can i be thinking that way
when the truth is just i am just a dust, a speck of this vast space of dusts
one night i stand in the middle of the grass and looked at the stars
i feel so far and so tiny just like Venus that planet that glitters in the north.
human love is as small as a grain of sand, yet somehow we imagine that
as a Saturn in the planetary system.
i am not saying the truth that indeed we are nothing but an empty sigh.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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God's Anatomy
God's body has got the best throne
God's body can freely move around
Inside God's glow
God has got a chair of artificial glow
Skies are also artificial glows of God
But it is the biggest
The universe is inside it
And it is inside God's original glow
God's original glow is called God's mind
And it is the eternal space.
Glow is mass having least density
Glow is space
Everything that exists has glow
God's glow exists because of
Gravitational Force of God.
God's mind is round and still
Because the core of God's body
Is absolutely frozen and dead
It always remain at the center of God
No matter where God's body goes
Around it some slightly loose souls exist
Heart of God's body
Consists of these two layers of mass
As a result of gravitational force
God's heart tends to become smaller
But space of anything cannot be nil
For this reason
An outward repulsive force exists
That creates never-ending heartbeat of God
God's heartbeat Allah Allah sound
Goes on forever at the center of God
Everyone's soul's pulse is also Allah Allah sound.
God's body remains at the center of God's mind
Most of the times as a Round Living Thing
When God expands His visible glow
He makes His body the Most Beautiful Thing
God's body has a pimple on His face
It's His beauty spot
It's the symbol of bad things
God's body has got
Minimum bad odor
And overwhelming good odor
That's why
God's body is fragrant
God's body puts on clothes
To look more beautiful
God's body puts on crown on His head
To look Most Perfect.
The center point of God is just above paradise
Where Prophet Mohammad met God's body
On the Night of Ascending To God
God's visible glow remains near His body
God's invisible glow is at distant places
From His body
God's body is the most solid thing
God's body is made of tiniest particles
Tiniest particles are souls
Owing to Gravity there are some loose particles
On the surface of God's body
That's why He can create things
Artificial glows of God are made of tiniest particles
There are seven skies
Skies are like bubbles
One above the other
From smaller to bigger
The uppermost sky is the biggest
At each connecting point of skies
There is a gate of sky.
Time exists
Because of change and movement of matters inside Space
From point of view of time God is infinite.
N.B.- The Night of Ascending To God is the Night of Meraj.
poem by Asif Andalib
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A View In Town Square
four blue chairs surround
a center table
at the center table
lies the red cloth
there are no diners
this time of the day
on the blue frames of
the glass window
where the white curtains
hang & flow like silky water
the lush of the red
bougainvillea is a wreath
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whoever removes the Cross and its interpretation by the New Testament from the center, in order to replace it, for example, with the social commitment of Jesus to the oppressed as a new center, no longer stands in continuity with the apostolic faith.
quote by Hans Urs von Balthasar
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Things happen in American politics in the political center. If the President will meet us in the center, there are things we can accomplish.
quote by Mitch McConnell
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Abernathy Road Roundabout
Bronze angel, strong arms
lifting the rainbow,
you stand in the center.
Our fast cars veer around
north, then east
to shop, to school,
to home
but we can’t see
what you see.
Even the truckers,
who lumber down
Abernathy Road
and enter the circle
with heady grapes
ready for press, for barrel,
for thick, green bottle
steer past you.
Our lives are scheduled over-full.
We all have
some place else to go
until unfulfilled,
we return at last
to our bright center,
and in your embracing arms
we rest.
poem by Steven Federle
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Back in the Rat Pack days, we'd take Frank's plane and sit dead center, because of Nancy. We'd watch the Rat Pack in the center ring and you couldn't ask for a better thing.
quote by James Darren
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Leave It Alone
When you feel it in your gut,
Something is not up to snuff...
Just leave it alone.
And if you see someone sweating,
Bundled up and in a rush...
Just leave them alone.
Don't bother to find,
If they're stoned to the bone.
If you see something that looks out of place,
Just leave it alone.
And if you see someone laughing with a smile on their face,
Just leave them alone.
Don't bother to find,
If they're stoned to the bone.
There is something on their mind only they condone.
If there's something in the mix that can't be fixed,
Just leave it alone.
Don't try to be the center of something that's a misfit,
Just leave it alone.
See it as it is to then go home.
Don't try to find a reason or a rhyme to define.
There's no sense today of any kind.
Everything is done to blow a mind.
If there's something in the mix that can't be fixed,
Just leave it alone.
If you know for you there is no benefit,
Just leave it alone.
Accept it as it is to then go home.
Just leave it alone.
Leave it alone.
If there's something in the mix that can't be fixed,
Just leave it alone.
Don't try to be the center of something that's a misfit,
Leave it alone.
Accept it as it is to then go home.
Leave it alone.
Leave it, leave it, leave it alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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First Encounter - P Shushila
Tamil Nadhu Queen of Song
it is so difficult to
forget those two eyes
Tamil Nadhu Queen of Song
the eyes so telling
of her calibre
first met in the 1980s when she came with a large Indian group comprising a lot of famous stars to perform at the Putra World Trade Center.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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