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Fame

when you pursue it
when you claim that you need it badly
it simply closes its door from you
airtight

when you finally give up pursuing it
when you too lock your door
and stay inside it for good
it knocks and insists that you take it

you peep by your window
it waits there and so silly that you
look at it
with full pity

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Knock on a Door

Who
Who
Who knocks?
Who knocks at
Who knocks at my door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door? ... No, it's just my brother, Josh, that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door:
It's time for dinner.

poem by Hannah Shier
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Crazy Moon

in my life i still wait
for the crazy moon
one that knocks
on my door simply
because i have
closed the window
and this crazy moon
insists that i have
to see it whole
before it leaves
to its journey and
swears what bad
is there that my
darkness can do
to me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Acceptance

each day she bleeds
there is pain
her mind is empty
there is no thought in there

she waits by the door
looking beyond the front road
she knows no name
she waits actually for no one

no one is coming
and she does not know where is anywhere
everyday this happens
every hour is a spirit

when the day fades
she does what routine requires her
she goes inside
closes the door behind her

she eats too little
recites her prayer and then sleeps
this happens everyday for all
the rest of her life
who is doing this to her?
No one.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When The Lord Closes The Door

(kinky friedman & jeff shelby)
When i find myself alone in my house and in my head
And i blow the candles out and i take myself to bed
And i'm old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
When sleep closes my eyes and sends me searching for you
And i'm feelin' blue as the sky without your love to carry me through
And i'm weak enough to be afraid but strong enough to let it show.
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
Baby i'm a gypsy boy, i'll ride the night until
I come to you like moonlight through your raggle-taggle window sill.
When you find yourself alone in your house and in your head
And you blow the candles out and you take yourself to bed
And you're old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.

song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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When The Lord Closes The Door (He Opens A Little Window)

(kinky friedman & jeff shelby)
When I find myself alone in my house and in my head
And I blow the candles out and I take myself to bed
And Im old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
When sleep closes my eyes and sends me searching for you
And Im feelin blue as the sky without your love to carry me through
And Im weak enough to be afraid but strong enough to let it show.
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.
Baby Im a gypsy boy, Ill ride the night until
I come to you like moonlight through your raggle-taggle window sill.
When you find yourself alone in your house and in your head
And you blow the candles out and you take yourself to bed
And youre old enough to realize, ah, young enough to know
When the lord closes the door, he opens a little window.

song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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BREAKING THE DOOR OPEN (revised)

on that day when i lost the key
to the room
i waited for some solutions

perhaps i shall break the lock
or smash the door or remove the door jams
or climb on the other side of the house
and enter through the window

but my arms for breaking
are weaker now

my hands tremble at the thought
that once in my childhood
i did climb a wall and break open
the window
and was so badly beaten
that i could hardly stand and walk
back home

i keep on waiting for some solutions
until i realized that anyway
this is not my room of destiny

and there is nothing
in there that is worth my trouble

and so
not being that foolish enough
(or hopeless to say the least)

i simply walked away
with nothing on my shoulder to carry

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Door Between Two Worlds

this the door between our two worlds
it divides the inside and the outside
the light and the darkness
the choice is yours

there is no lock
there is only the hinge that holds the door to its place
when you open it
there is no sound
and when you close it
there is only this silence of the air sealed inside our minds

my heart does not sing inside
it is muted by the darkness that moment your gentle hands
close the door

it is patient, the mind

the incompatibilities of the things outside us
are too inviting
they tempt us to step outside and promise us
the magical wonders of freedom

we feel so light like our joys like cottons and clouds
they are no different from our wishes

i am in the middle of this door between us
& you look at me like i am the last man of this earth

your heart opens with eyes too careful not to know
what i do next is the suspense of this uncertainty

your eyes close, my heart bleeds
my hands wilt, your mind wanders like a lost wind

the door closes finally
walling us in
it locks upon itself and

the world sleeps soundly curling its feet on the beds of the
heavens

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Another Learning

there is a door
between us as though
we are just
two adjacent rooms

to enter into your door
i need to have that key

you keep on telling me
the key was lost and you
do not know
where to find it anymore

there is another door
and you are allowing someone else to come in

at first i say 'This is unfair! ' and
I thought of forcing
that door open

on the other hand
i have my own door too
and the lock is broken

a long time ago i have
thrown out the key

for what use is a door with
a broken lock?

and for what use is your door
to my prayer?

i do not know what force is &
i already stopped begging

i change the frames of my window
i have some other plans in mind

there are nine planets in our
galaxy

there are many galaxies
in unlimited space

and like all those who still hope
they always know

that someone somewhere keeps
on waiting

in a world where doors welcome me
like arms in half-embrace

and so i go to places where
my feet are welcome
& i have learned the happiness
of forgetting.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Someone

Someone's heart-door shuts
And the song of life never comes out.
Someone mutters
But it's voiceless
And in the feverish air
That never travels to her
Unless a great force.
Oh! It's a gloomy Sunday
The unusual bench in the park
Waits for a stranger to chat.
But the park gate was closed
As the gate-keeper lost his bunch of keys
After a nightcap.
A handsome beggar found the keys in an early morning
At the tavern door step
And he thinks he could enter the Kingdom of Heaven.

* All the time I feel that someone knocks at my door,
And I peep out but nobody's there.
I have heard that the death has a habit of knocking at doors?

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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I lock the door

I lock the door.
Thinking what the heck.
I havent nothing left to live for.
I have noubt left to give.
I simply cannot forgive.

I locked the door.
Shutting the rest of the world out.
Knowing it'll be over soon.

I locked the door.
Taking the razor to my wrist.
And cut my throat.
As the blood spurts out.
It'll be over soon.

As they break down the door.
It's to late now.
I've gone.
Im dead.
And this time you couldnt stop me.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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If You Only Know I Can Also Make A Love Poem For You

you need not open your door
i know someone lives there
and there is no seat for me

but you may open your window
for tonight i can be the moon
and if he sees me and closes the
window i may look for a crack

a little crack made by this termite
and i can be a hush of the wind
getting in trying to touch your skin

if he seals the crack i may be
part of the rain and i may enter
on some slits of your roof
and still drip on your lock of hair

for with you my love even if
there is no possibility
that i can be with you yet this love
though late can still last a lifetime
finding the ways till it finds you
finally loving and kissing me

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sweetest Lie

when i arrive there
the window is closed
i know a shadow
lurking behind it
i sense desire
you peep and i see you
your eyes speak
that i may come inside
the door that
is half open
i do not think that much
i enter the door
and close it behind me

two shadows fade
when the lights are switched off
we feat on such
a beautiful silence

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knock On Any Door

Knock on any door
Look through any window
Baby knock on any door
Knock on any door
Is there any place you want to go
Baby who you lookin for
Yeah, yeah, baby now you know
Its a cold world like they told you so
Knock on any door
Save your tears for some occasion
Keep your heartache to yourself
Knock on any door
Its a simple operation
Just trade your memory for your health
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Its insane girl, you cant run away
Its the same world it was yesterday
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on
Now, now, now how do you survive
With a pain so real, in a world so jive
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Peek through any shade
Knock on any door
Look through any window
Walk on

song performed by by Jackson Browne
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And How Did He Put The Elephant In The Refrigerator?

simple enough
he first
finds the door
of the ref
opens it
lifts
the elephant
using his hands
and then
puts the elephant
inside the ref
and then
he finally
closes the
door

that is how
he does it
and everyone
who hears
him says
he is one
mighty right

the next
problem is
how to put
the giraffe
in the ref

and he says
it is very simple

open the ref
take the
elephant out
and then
put the giraffe
and do not
forget
to close the door of the
ref

is it not
that simple?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Night Begins

Lying is sweet repose behind the bedroom door
she waits for her lover at the appointed hour.
His footsteps are silent
as he creeps along the hall,
knocks upon the door and waits
for her voice to say softly come in.
Opening the door with care, he walks quietly in.
She rises to embrace him
as now for them the night begins.
The murmur of raised passions
echo from them both
as they float along on a cloud of ecstasy
into a long night of passion
that ends so abruptly
as the dawning sun awakes.

26 November 2008

poem by David Harris
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The Question

Love, a question
has destroyed you.

I have come back to you
from thorny uncertainty.

I want you straight as
the sword or the road.

But you insist
on keeping a nook
of shadow that I do not want.

My love,
understand me,
I love all of you,
from eyes to feet, to toenails,
inside,
all the brightness, which you kept.

It is I, my love,
who knocks at your door.
It is not the ghost, it is not
the one who once stopped
at your window.
I knock down the door:
I enter your life:
I come to live in your soul:
you cannot cope with me.

You must open door to door,
you must obey me,
you must open your eyes
so that I may search in them,
you must see how I walk
with heavy steps
along all the roads
that, blind, were waiting for me.

Do not fear,
I am yours,
but
I am not the passenger or the beggar,
I am your master,
the one you were waiting for,
and now I enter
your life,
no more to leave it,
love, love, love,
but to stay.

poem by Pablo Neruda
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A Need For Redemption

the world opens a door
lets you in
makes you feel at home
and gives you love
and you give it children
it wants itself
populated and that is
what it only
wants from you and once
the progeny are
there the reality comes
in batches of
sorrows and
regrets and then the world
having taken what it
wants from you, soon,
excludes you
it closes the door
takes away air, chokes you
and then
you are gone for good

the world opens its doors
again
to populate itself with
innocent people
fooled into desire and lust
and then
finally expurgated into
the depths of
hell.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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After all

Mixtures of ill feelings and hatred
Life is full of misery and to be lead
To look after all as family head
Their likings and disliking clearly to be read

It is plight of common man
He may try to perform whatever he can
He has lust for odysseys water
Not all the wishes can be catered

Either to escape from the responsibility
Or to express the helplessness or inability
It is not good sign or best quality
At the end one can feel only pity

What about men living in the streets?
Wishing to ask so many questions when we meet?
What is he to do when there is no other alternative?
What is he expected to perform as native?

Common men do think many things in common
For him life is to be simply put on
There is no defeat or win
Success is illusion and agony always seen

Forget about helpless and poor
They are always show the door
They have no where to go
They get humiliated as balls throw

Still it has to go on uninterrupted
Whole system stands corrupted
Nothing good at all is intercepted
No good ideas are concepted

No use to react badly or good
We all have to act for food
This is biggest problem and concern
Everything proves secondary in turn

We have still humble mission
lot many aspirations as clear ambition
God only knows its clear outcome
Emergence of anything is always welcome

We may be helpless but not lacking
We dash for the claim and staking
It depends how you are taking
Is it simply believing or in making?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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These Are The Days

Motel sitting in the dark
Empty room like an empty heart
Love will start but they never stay
They don't look back as they drive away

Maybe I
Fix this broken head light
Feeling the cracks and pain arise
And maybe love will stop here tonite

And if she knocks on my door
i'll give her the key
Just one look in her eyes and i know i'll be
Everything that she sees in me
More than i ever thought i could be but

These are the days
When all that i can do is dream
But i don't wanna spend forever
living in the in between
I'm stuck here in a place without love
And i just can't let it stay this way
But for now i'm gonna have to face it
These are the days

Gotta use this lonely time
To change the picture in my frame of mind
Outside the window theres a sunny day
I wanna feel it on my face

You and I
Are out looking for the same thing
And these walls of wondering
Waiting for someone to share this feeling

And if she knocks on my door
i'll give her the key
Just one look in her eyes and i know i'll be
Everything that she sees in me
More than i ever thought i could be but

These are the days
When all that i can do is dream
But i don't wanna spend forever
living in the in between
I'm stuck here in a place without love
And i just can't let it stay this way
But for now i'm gonna have to face it
These are the days

These are the days between your hopes and fears
These are the moments that are still locked here
There still inside even if she will not hear
Like it or not this is what i got
Ohhh God

These are the days
When all that i can do is dream
But i don't wanna spend forever
living in the in between and
I'm stuck here in a place without love
And i just can't let it stay this way (yeah)
But for now i'm gonna have to face it cause
These are the days

These are the days
When all that i can do is dream
But i don't wanna spend forever
living in the in between
I'm stuck here in a place without love
And i just can't let it stay this way
But for now i'm gonna have to face it
These are the days

song performed by by O-Town
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Good beginning

We have waited
For whole year and related
The drought situation and actual need
You have knocked door finally to feed

How come you are late?
It might have sealed our fate
We were eager and impatient
We felt it badly as you were absent

We can't exist any more
If you don't appear
In the sky and thunder
We now fully surrender

We pray o, almighty
Shower with full force and pity
We can survive but not for long
So for we were unreasonable and wrong

Whole of world has geared up to welcome
We are elated with happiness that you have come
What else we need in form of blessings!
Just enough of rain drops with good beginning

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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