Committare
the way things are working
with us
when we start to learn how to cease
and be on our own
separate ways
we cut cleanly like how you cut your fingernails
your toes are neat
and my hands are free at last.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Separate Ways
I wont apologize
The light shone from in your eyes
It isnt gone,
It will soon come back again.
Though we go our separate ways
Lookin for better days
Sharin our little boy,
Who grew from joy back then.
And its all because of that love we knew
That makes the world go round.
Separate ways, separate ways.
Separate ways, separate ways.
Me for me, you for you
Happiness is never through
Its only a change of plan
And that is nothing new.
As we go our separate ways.
Lookin for better days
Sharin our little boy,
Who grew from joy back then.
And its all because of that love we knew
That makes the world go round.
And its all because of the love we knew
It makes the world go round.
Separate ways, separate ways.
Separate ways, separate ways.
song performed by by Neil Young
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But you have left me …..
We have went our separate ways
But you have left me with some good memories
We are no longer together
But you have left me with unforgettable moments
We have went our separate way
But you have left me with little tears to cry
We are no longer together
But you have left me with no questions as to why
We have went our separate ways
But you have left me with so much to live for
We are no longer together
But you have left me with peace inside my heart
We have went our separate ways
But you have left me with out a partner
We are no longer together
But you have left me with an extra friend
poem by Stephanie Mcgrath
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My heart is my hands
My hands
Is
Only my hands...
Not for
your hands....
So...
I want too work
My hands...
I want too serve
My hands...
I want to do about
Somthing of my
Hands...
My hands is
Free for only
Sleeping time only...
my hands is
working all the times
My hands not only
Hands...
It is human workers...
Allways for my friends...
My hands...is my heart...
My heart is my hands.....
Ok...How is your hands...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Prudence
Seek not the things that others seek;
Say not the words that others speak;
Do not the works that others do;
Just do the ones that well suit you.
Live not the ways that others live;
Give not the things that others give;
Learn not the ways that others learn;
Earn not the ways that others earn.
Think not the ways that others think;
Ink not the way that others ink;
Sing not the way that others sing;
Do just things that contentment bring.
Take just the things in others good;
Eat just the needed healthy food;
Copy what is exemplary;
Just take what you can well carry!
(5-10-2000)
poem by John Celes
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Fingernails
Babies have fingernails
Children have fingernails
Teenagers have fingernails
Adults have fingernails
Senior Citizens have fingernails
Dead people have decaying fingernails
Kittens have claws
Kitties have claws
Felines have claws
Cats have claws
Seniors Catizens have claws
Dead cats have decaying claws
Hotwheels have wheels
Vespas have wheels
Slugbugs have wheels
Hummers have wheels
Oldsmobiles have wheels
Dead car parts have decaying wheels
But most importantly, I have fingernails, a cat, and a car.
poem by Gerald Flippinhanger
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Filling Of Peace
As God fills me with His Peace, concerns and worry begins to ease,
As The Spirit redirects my thought, peace within, by God is wrought,
Focusing more upon God’s Love, than the concerns, that I speak of,
As God continues to help me learn, He’s totally aware of all concern.
With the concern I presently face, His Spirit reminds me of His Grace,
As Grace from my Lord is able to, give me hope and see me through,
The darkest trial that comes in my life, in the strength of Jesus Christ,
This when I fix my eyes on Him, whose plans are made not on a whim.
God knows the plans that He’s made, and on The Rock they were laid,
And there’s nothing that can thwart, what God purposed from the start,
It is during the times when, I go astray, that testing may come my way,
As for all He purposes, it’s understood; it’s only meant to do us good.
Our lives and ways are not ignored, upon this earth by Christ our Lord,
And what may appear, at first glance, to be in this life a happenstance,
Is our Lord God working out all things, this as our lives together brings,
Eternal Glory unto The Son of God, as we live life on this temporal sod.
So through trials of an earthly kind, I’m moved to have a heavenly mind,
This as all things are working together, for that time that will last forever;
Trials and concerns may not cease, but, Christ grants me perfect peace,
As I look forward to what He prepares, in an Eternity which has no cares.
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A conversation....
she cannot accept the fact that a good poetry is just another form of imagination 7: 16 AM
Me
Mercy Temple
is she AC? 7: 16 AM
she wants to put me in those poems 7: 16 AM
Me
Shirley Bassey
me too hehehehe 7: 16 AM
and begin to ask if my life, my marriage, my toes, my knees, my fingernails, my shoulders are 7: 16 AM
okay 7: 17 AM
Me
Victoria Vega
i still do believe they were ur unconscious mend 7: 17 AM
a dream 7: 17 AM
and so my song this morning is 7: 17 AM
my toes, my knees 7: 17 AM
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As for our garments, my Mother did not only delight to see us neat and cleanly, fine and gay, but rich and costly: maintaining us to the heighth of her estate, but not beyond it.
quote by Margaret Cavendish
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Different
Baby can you see what is going on?
That I’m not like other girls
All I want to do is date you, kiss, hug, and have good time
You can’t always get what you want
Stop saying that I’m scared to do it
It’s my decision I want to do it
You are taking things way to fast and
This is first time I let things get way too far
When I say no you need to listen
I’m so
Different
Is this what you want and you can’t wait for me
You need to found someone else who understand you
I can’t and I just need to be comfortable around you first
I hate when we fight about something over and over again
I get what you saying, but you need to understand
That I have career I’m trying to achieve that
I’m working for something it’s worth doing
I can’t let this get in the way
Different
Is what I’m and I never meant for what happen and
Now we are not friends or even speaking to each other
We are going our separate way and never going see each other again
I learn one thing about you is that you were playing me around
I’m not doing what you want me to do, and let you treat me like this
You never love me, care, respect, and all you are is jerk
What I learn from other girls and your friends
I’m so navigate and stupid
Wow here I thought I love you which you never knew
I’m happy that I’m
Different
poem by Christina Phan
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No game in the world is as tidy and dramatically neat as baseball, with cause and effect, crime and punishment, motive and result, so cleanly defined.
quote by Paul Gallico
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Least Complicated
I sit two stories above the street
Its awful quiet here since love fell asleep
Theres life down below me though
The kids are walking home from school
Some long ago when we were taught
That for whatever kind of puzzle you got
You just stick the right formula in
A solution for every fool
I remember the time when I came so close to you
Sent me skipping my class and running from school
And I bought you that ring cause I never was cool
What makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
So I just sit up in the house and resist
And not be seen until I cease to exist
A kind of conscientious objection
A kind of dodging the draft
The boy and girl are holding hands on the street
And I dont want to but I think you just wait
Its more than just eye to eye
Learn the things I could never apply
I remember the time when I came so close with you
I let everything go it seemed the only truth
And I bought you that ring, it seemed the thing to do
What makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
So what makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
Im just a mirror of a mirror myself
All the things that I do
And the next time I fall Im gonna have to recall
Its isnt love its only something new
I sit two stories above the street
Its awful quiet here since love fell asleep
Theres life down below me though
The kids are walking home from school
Im remember the time when I came so close with you
Sent me skipping my class and running from school
And I bought you that ring cause I never was cool
What makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
So what makes me think I could start clean slated
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
The least complicated
The least complicated
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Luck consists largely of hanging on by your fingernails until things start to go your way.
quote by Aaron Allston
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Savin Up
You may have diamonds
You may have pearls
You may think you got it baby
Over all the other girls
But honey you aint got nothing
And Ill tell you why
If youre empty as a soul can be, baby
Deep down inside
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You may have a big backyard
And ruby rings
And my loves just a second-place runner, honey
To your fancy things
But what you got to hold on to
When the lights go down
You come lookin for me baby
But I aint nowhere around
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You better start
You need a strong man, baby
To love and understand you
A man who aint afraid, sugar
To get some dirt on his hands for you
And when youre feeling so down-hearted
And all you wanna do is cry
Ah, just come on, take my hand, baby
Together you and i
We could start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
Wed better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
You better start savin up
For the things that money cant buy
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Old Ways
Old ways, it sure is hard to change em
Come what may
Its hard to teach a dinosaur a new trick
Lately Ive been finding out
Im set in my ways
Old ways, can be your ball and chain.
Oh, Im gonna stop that grass
And give up all this drinking
Really gonna make my life last
Clean up my whole way of living
Up until the party last night
I was a different man
But old ways got their way again.
The economy was getting so bad
I had to lay myself off
Well, working was a habit I had
So I kept showin up anyway
Then one day things turned around
I got my back pay
Old ways comin through again.
I got old ways.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Commitment Is Like Cutting My Fingernail
commitment
is like cutting my fingernails
i leave the part
that i do not need
i severe that which
gives me pain
i polish that which
must be clean
and neat
and against the sun
shall glow and glisten.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Must Learn To Set Me Free Now
you must my dear learn to set me free now
it has been time that i have been inside
the cell of your self-made light, inside the
shackles of your own illusions, i have been
free all my life and i can continue to pretend
that i am inside your own kind of predictions.
i want you to be alive, i want you to be free
like the way i free myself from my own shadows.
learn the ways of the clouds unleashing all its rains.
cry if you will, grieve if so needed, then take in what
is there left from your eyes, breathe your own soul.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Vivid Images
five brown wrinkled fingers
coming out from an arm of age
ten in all
when in loneliness i lay down on a rock
and count the years
and months
and the toes are added and the tongue
forms a word from my thorax
i
love
myself
that is the declaration of my being
i stand and raise my arms to embrace the
morning sun
i look down
and see a worm
singing
its loneliness too
the leaves are falling
like my hair
the fingernails demand
the cutting of extremes
the silence of the night
sews my lips
seals my mouth
i remember mama
and i take an old picture where she is too young
and beautiful
things are always moving like an age
like a helpless wrinkle
what do i learn from this world:
nihilist, i leave everything as is
no explanations
just a signal that we are moving forward
and there shall be stopping
until the last breath is
given
off.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Two Souls
Whatever happened to the value of our love
Ive seen you change
Ive seen it coming slowly, these changes
Youre not the same
Its not too late to start over
Its not too late to turn around
What are the things important to you?
Cant be the money
Well I got news for you
Two souls (should be two souls together)
Two souls (in the life that we planned)
But youre working obsession is squeezing me
Out of your world
Id rather live in a dolls house in a small street
Where it always rains
You kid yourself youre working all for me
But older kids play with bigger trains
Its not too late to start over
Its not too late to turn round
Its like we live in separate worlds
Cant buy the lost time
I want my share of you
I want my share of you
Two souls (should be two souls together)
Two souls (in the life that we planned)
But youre working obsession is squeezing me
Out of your world
Cant buy the lost time
I want my share of you
I want my share of you
Two souls (should be two souls together)
Two souls (in the life that we planned)
Out of your world
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Journey From Mariabronn
Two began together, lived as one
Each one to the other had become
More than a friend, living to meet a common end
They were true, each one knew all is well
Still the elder knew it could not last
Hidden memories from the young one's past
Drew them apart
Both knew that deep within his heart they must part
Each their own separate way
It puzzles me how we can be so close and yet worlds apart
Can it be, my memory has torn my life in two
From the very start
I screamed for the devil to let me be
I called to the heavens to set me free
Today I prayed for the answer and not one
Of the gods in the sky would rescue me
Dreams of fortune fill the young one's mind
Learn the worldly ways of hope to find
Love on the way, searching to find the light of day
In his soul he had found his own way
But to each other they soon will return
Destiny fulfilled, their words will burn an eternal flame
song performed by by Kansas
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Everything Is Kiling Me....
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
poem by Adnan Zahedi
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