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one thing with us
is that we are not like the air that fills the space
the void,
we have not adopted the properties
of fluidity
flexible enough to adjust
to emptiness
embracing it
like a long lost friend
and liking what
new setting is there
we should have taken the shape
of God's containers
and say that despite the hollowness
there is nothing wrong
but what is there
is the excitement
of being like Him
Everywhere.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Staring At The Monitor
i know i am not alone
experiencing this kind of stare
at the monitor when you think you cannot write
not because there is nothing to write anymore but because
you will not to.
of course you regret such kind of decision
that negates what you are what you do what hardheaded man
are you,
you begin again not thinking what thoughts are shaped of
there is no form that convinces you
everything is fluid like air shaping itself upon every
emptiness of
its container
what makes this void that takes a shape inside our brains?
what keeps us busy thinking about nothing
what makes us so passive
like empty balloons taking the shape of air pushed from the
mouth of our beholder?
ah, you may say
you are beholden to no one
it is the same thing that i keep on saying to myself
we like to think that all are smooth that at the end paradise reigns
again
that we are welcome
that no one shall be punished and forsaken
but i have seen the death of one
there inside his locked room
three days
gunned
foul
his body rotten
the guide was the group of flies
telling
here is the one
who thought there are no rules
even in love
here is he
he is dead and those who are alive
has something again to think about
the void that fills the spaces
of our pores
our hearts hungry again for instruction
our bodies
waiting for the next line
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lost and Bewildered Without Their Masters
When the false light of the self righteous dims,
Fades to go out.
Will beliefs of survivors clash?
Will those who were taught to trash themselves...
Feel orphaned,
With an emptiness?
Identities thought theirs,
Should have never been adopted!
Identities given...
Should have long been dismissed!
When the false light of the self righteous dims,
Fades to go out...
Will the pouting observed be replaced with shouts,
Of glee deserved?
Or will those disenchanted,
Find their addictions unbearable?
They have become accustomed to suppressive customs!
Entertained at their detriment!
And now lost and bewildered without their masters!
When the false light of the self righteous dims,
Fades to go out.
Will beliefs of survivors clash?
Will those who were taught to trash themselves...
Feel orphaned,
With an emptiness?
How will they fill the hollowness,
Of their existence then,
When this happens!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mindless Child Of Motherhood
Ive been traveling a long time,
To be just where you are.
In dreams I have seen you,
But you are so very far.
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
I was your friend,
I was a fool,
I feel for you, though were far apart.
I see your face,
Lost without trace,
I see your mind, just an empty space.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
I know that its not fair,
To bare a bastard son,
But why do you hide there,
When we could have shared a love?
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
How long must I travel on,
To be just where you are?
I was your friend,
I was a fool,
I feel for you, though were far apart.
I see your face,
Lost without trace,
I see your mind, just an empty space.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
Mindless child of motherhood,
You have lost the thing thats good.
To me.
song performed by by Kinks
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The Void
By Samuel Sweetnam
Cold is the Void
That is what we are not
That is where we are to go
That is what we are to become
Dark is the void
That steals the night
That fills the heart
Of the greedy man
Black is the void
That hides the lost
That feeds the beast
That hunts the good
The void is cold
The void is dark
The void is black
The void is torture
If the void is all
We are to become
Then what is left
Is there no hope?
For one small child
Born one dark night
Among the void
Consuming the night
He brought the life
He brought the hope
Some two thousand years ago
He brought us light
So remember this
My dear friend
Of the babe born
On Christmas morn
He brought the Warm
He brought the light
He brought the Love
Among the night.
poem by Samuel Sweetnam
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A Vacuole....
haven't you taken a closer look
at the vacuole? it is owning a space for itself
and what you do not see is that
it is ingesting emptiness upon
its own open mouth
and just like you digesting everything
to tiny pieces
until everything gets so fluid
upon its own belly
the universe begins to take shape
and move
just like our own feelings of emptiness
we must learn this art of
ingestion
taking things and converting them
into fluids
until they take the shape of our faces
our future
and fears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time And How To Spend It
LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF SPACE
THERE WAS NO CLOCK, THERE WAS NO TIME, NOR ANY MAN TO COUNT IT
THEN FROM THE VOID, DARK REACH OF SPACE, A WONDROUS GLOBE APPEARED
BUT STILL NO CLOCK, STILL NO TIME, AND STILL NO MAN TO COUNT IT
AND THEN FROM GOD, EARTH AND CLAY, CAME MAN AND TIME-BOTH FLEETING
THEN DAY AND NIGHT, DARK AND LIGHT, DIVIDED BY SUN'S GREETING AND CAME THE NEED TO KEEP THE TIME, OF WHICH THERE SEEMS NO ENDING
AND SOME GREAT SAGE WITH DOUR WORD IS NOW A MESSAGE SENDING
HASTEN QUICKLY, LOSE NO TIME, THE END OF TIME IS PENDING
NOW YESTERDAYS ARE LONG AGO AND TOMORROW MAY NOT COME
SO TAKE EACH MOMENT AS A GIFT-FROM SUN TO SETTING SUN
BUT WASTE NO TIME WITH HURTFUL THOUGHTS SPEND NO TIME DESTRUCTIVE
FOR TIME YOU SEE IS A PRECIOUS THING, SO SPEND YOUR TIME CONSTRUCTIVE. THOUGH I'M NO SAGE NOR LETTERED MAN, ONE THING I KNOW FOR CERTAIN
IT'S BEST TO SPEND TIME DAY BY DAY---UNTIL THAT FINAL CURTAIN!
poem by Lyken L. Warren
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Embracing the rain
No more raincoats, I’m embracing the rain
Sunny days long gone, I’m embracing the rain
Sometimes you are dying
A circle of life is changing
In the darkness is new light
evolving and growing through the night
No more raincoats, I’m embracing the rain
Sunny days are long gone, I’m embracing the rain
Sometimes you are trying
Starting new things without slowing down
Illumination is the key
Trust the unknown, wait and see
No more raincoats, I’m embracing the rain
Sunny days long gone, I’m embracing the rain
Okay to be fearful, I’m embracing the rain
Better days are coming, I’m embracing the rain
I’m embracing the rain
poem by Alana Joy Bailey
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Know Your Feelings
Know your feelings.
Sit and visit with them.
Become familiar.
And...
Connect to their depth.
Learn the playing of the game.
Beyond the setting of changing goal lines.
Accept those things learned and adapt.
And grow accustomed to observing facts.
And not focus on the colors...
Of that which has been installed,
To get you tossed off the playing field.
Know your feelings,
And become flexible with them.
Beyond the setting of your own goal lines.
Be prepared to adapt.
Become flexible and patient.
Know your feelings and get as close as possible.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lost In Space
Have you seen that girl
With the strange look on her face?
Shes a pretty little thing but shes lost
Lost in space
Shes in another world
Yeah shes off in adistant place
Shes a pretty little thing but shes lost
Yeah shes lost in space
Yeah shes lost in space
And I cant understand a word she says
And I dont know why shes such a mess
And I cant get through no matter what I do
But I love her anyway
And she walks the earth
But shes not from the human race
Shes a pretty little thing but shes lost
Yeah shes lost in space
Yeah shes lost in space
And I cant understand a word she says
And I dont know why shes such a mess
And I cant get through no matter what I do
But I love her anyway
Id try to talk to her
But it seems like such a waste
Cause shes a pretty little thing but shes lost
Yeah shes lost in space
Yeah shes lost in space
Yeah shes lost in space
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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narrative poetry: Learn more!
different?
Though
his earliest poems
are
formal and satirical,
he quickly adopted
the new forms
of Brazilian modernism
that were evolving
in the 1920s,
incited by the work
of Mário de Andrade
(to whom he was not related) .
He adopted a
Whitmanian free verse,
mingling speech fluent
in elegance and truth
about the
surrounding,
a few improvements
many times
quotidian,
world,
with a fluidity of thought.
to Wikipedia
Notice something
We've made.
are you jealous?
sorry,
i am not telling
you
that i am writing this one,
i am not telling
you
that i write for you
or myself,
sometimes, i challenge
the hypocrisy
of the poets
who feel the way
you do:
hubris!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spiralling Shape
Down, down, down you go
No way to stop
As you fall, hear me call
No, no, no
Listen to this warning and
Consider these
Simple words of advice
Stop, stop, stop
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what it's really like
But everyone says it's great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
This could lead to excellence
Or serious injury
Only one way to know
Go, go, go
Go ahead, wreck your life
That might be good
Who can say what's wrong or right?
Nobody can
Put out your hands and you fall through the window
And clawing at nothing you drop through the void
Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned
In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
And now that you've tried it, you're back to report
That the spiralling shape was a fraud and a fake
You didn't enjoy it, you never believed it
There won't be a refund, you'll never go back
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what it's really like
But everyone says it's great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
(Spiral in their eyes)
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
Don't spend the rest of your life wondering
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
Don't spend the rest of your life wondering
(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
Don't spend the rest of your life wondering
(Everyone wants to see that thing)
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Belief Of Self As Once The Sun...
that you were once a star
or even the sun
you must believe all these
as part
of your unique history
for it you don't
what shall you become
without it?
a void, an everlasting darkness
an emptiness that never
fills itself
a traveler that keeps on hurting
his chest
unable to arrive
at any destination....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nothing?
you are everything i have
the sun where every planet in me
revolves
you are every space i have
and i am lost
in your vastness
shine on me
find me
light the darkness that engulfs me
touch me
make me live again
i am nothing without you
you are the sun and i am the emptiness that surrounds
your brightness
fill me
i am this emptiness that completes
the abundance of your heat and light
do not doubt
i am the space that completes you
and this is the irony
the paradox of which without me you are nothing too
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spiraling Shape
Down, down, down you go
No way to stop
As you fall, hear me call
No, no, no
Listen to this warning and
Consider these
Simple words of advice
Stop, stop, stop
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing thats hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what its really like
But everyone says its great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
This could lead to excellence
Or serious injury
Only one way to know
Go, go, go
Go ahead, wreck your life
That might be good
Who can say whats wrong or right?
Nobody can
Put out your hands and you fall through the window
And clawing at nothing you drop through the void
Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned
In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
And now that youve tried it, youre back to report
That the spiralling shape was a fraud and a fake
You didnt enjoy it, you never believed it
There wont be a refund, youll never go back
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
And nobody knows what its really like
But everyone says its great
And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes
(spiral in their eyes)
Fogging the view, cupping face to the window
In darkness you make out a spiralling shape
Putting all reason aside you exchange
What you got for a thing thats hypnotic and strange
The spiralling shape will make you go insane
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
But everyone wants to see that groovy thing
(everyone wants to see that thing)
Dont spend the rest of your life wondering
(everyone wants to see that thing)
Dont spend the rest of your life wondering
(everyone wants to see that groovy thing)
Dont spend the rest of your life wondering
(everyone wants to see that thing)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Life’s Gateway
Those who – find no beauty.
Within life’s pages. Have lost...
Gateway lies beckoning open...
a simple smile can be a welcome token.
Those who pursue – yet find no beauty
within life’s manifold pages. Have lost multiplicity.
All beauty within – breast filled soul.
Milk of life swells to inspire not to console.
In stewing vulnerable void – goodness flees
sadly encroaching emptiness blackness dwell.
Gateway soul-sucking vortex demon seed lies
onward wayward beckons despair embracing hell.
Those who failing - find no beauty.
Have lost sanctified plot – perceive not immortality.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Friend
a friend is just a friend
a patching somewhere
on some empty spaces
where such being
may fill
the shape of a flower
for accent of a vase
or a fluttering butterfly
to decorate a shrub
or a substitute for
someone who left
and left another
emptiness
a friend is just a friend
do you expect some more?
let the friendship be nothing
but be brief and concise
like some answers to
life's questions
let it not be beyond
yourself and your loved one
a friend is just a memory
that comes and goes
like the wind that for a time
cools your face
you just let them pass
and be themselves, ...
friends, have some,
but come to think,
they may also be expensive
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Love Is Ambitious Like Air
wanting to fill
every emptiness
like air
filling every
space
my love fits
in and takes
the shape
of you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Driving Me Away
Driving me away
is easier
than saying
goodbye-
kissing the air,
the last syllable
of truth
being always
two lips compressed
around
emptiness-
the emptiness
you dread
yet return to
as just punishment,
just reward.
Who
loved you
so relentlessly?
Who lost you
in that howling void
between infancy
and death?
It is punctuated
by the warm bodies
of women,
who hold you for a while
then run
down that echoing corridor
doing
as they are told.
poem by Erica Jong
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You & Me
You like me and i like you
but its unexpressable that how much i like you,
the foods may not the liking of me liked by you
but i will love always as much as you,
controversies may make a battle field for me and you
but our understanding will create the love in me and you
the way i like the thing may not be suitable for you
but our faith will adjust the love percentage between me and you
the way of thinking may be vary from you
but my destiny will be always you you and you
love you
poem by Rajnish Jena
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Be
Be,
The word of emptiness
That fills void
Be
The beginning
Be the end
Nothingness to nothingness
Wrapped the sound be
You will be...
Only to feel
Feel to be
You will be//
poem by Aftab Alam Khursheed
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