Hiding
Since you are hiding
And I am here
Where and when do we start?
In the first place
We have nothing to begin with
You hide
I can never find you
There is no beginning to
Something & everything unknown.
There is nothing given in particular.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Real Good Place To Start
Still reelin from a relationship that left me torn in two
Tryin to find that first step that leads to someone new
Gettin me back together, didnt know it could be so hard
But if Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
I need a new beginning, and girl you fit right in
Sometimes a new beginning is found in an old friend
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
Thereve been times when you and him just couldnt get along
Id hear your knock and let you in, be your shoulder to cry on
And now hes finally left you, and Ive find you in my arms
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
I need a new beginning, and girl you fit right in
Sometimes a new beginning is found in an old friend
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
song performed by by George Strait
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If I Was A Stranger
(wally rathie/tom rathie/ed stevens)
Published by beeg tunes/frankly blond music - bmi
If I was a stranger, lookin for love, standin in the rain
And if I needed some help from above
Would consolation be enough
Would you remember, could we forget
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, to the end
Ive been waiting all of my life, for love to arrive
Now that I found you, my soul is alive
This dedication will survive
I still remember, that night we met
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, till the end
Ive been waiting such a long time
For this love to come along
True devotion is so hard to find
Could you give your heart again
Wash away my loneliness
Would you remember, could we forget
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, to the end
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, to the end
song performed by by April Wine
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We all learned in kindergarten that the beginning is a very good place to start. As we have this debate on illegal immigration and illegal entry into this country, let's begin at the very beginning by sealing the borders to this great Nation.
quote by Marsha Blackburn
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Come Out, Come Out Wherever You Are
As a 'precocious' child,
And extremely curious...
The playing of hide and seek,
Was fun until it wasn't.
Yes...
I use to peek to see,
Where the others would hide first...
Before I found a place impossible,
To be found.
Then I would leave the neighborhood,
To walk around and adventure.
And when I returned,
Those same kids would be hiding.
To be sought.
Today?
Those same 'kids' are hiding,
To be sought.
And there is something about that,
I no longer find amusing.
Come out, come out wherever you are.
Your children have become crazed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unknown
This unknown figure...
This unknown place...
Where am I at anyways?
This unknown feeling that I have,
This unknown pain inside;
I can't run away from.
Unknown heart, Unknown soul,
All unknown and all gone.
Sadden by all of this and all that's left..
Is me with no feeling...
I'm gone and lost and can't find a way out!
I'm an unknown person,
And an unknown girl who can't be seen.
I'm invisible, I'm a nobody,
I'm an unknown figure to people.
I'm gone forever and ever...right?
poem by Jessica Lee
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New Beginning
The whole worlds broke and it aint worth fixing
Its time to start all over, make a new beginning
Theres too much pain, too much suffering
Lets resolve to start all over make a new beginning
Now dont get me wrong - I love life and living
But when you wake up and look around at everything thats going down -
All wrong
You see we need to change it now, this world with too few happy endings
We can resolve to start all over make a new beginning
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
The world is broken into fragments and pieces
That once were joined together in a unified whole
But now too many stand alone - theres too much separation
We can resolve to come together in the new beginning
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
We can break the cycle - we can break the chain
We can start all over - in the new beginning
We can learn, we can teach
We can share the myths the dream the prayer
The notion that we can do better
Change our lives and paths
Create a new world and
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
The whole worlds broke and it aint worth fixing
Its time to start all over, make a new beginning
Theres too much fighting, too little understanding
Its time to stop and start all over
Make a new beginning
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
We need to make new symbols
Make new signs
Make a new language
With these well define the world
And start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over ...
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Believing They Are Best Kept Unknown
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A civil unrest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A cause to arrest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A joke to detest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
Scenes to detest.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
Scenes to detest.
Believing them best,
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
So many sighing.
And some are hiding...
Their emotions from becoming,
A civil unrest.
Believing them best,
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Believing they are best,
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
Kept unknown.
And...
Believing they are best,
Left alone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fresh Entrances
I am trying to find a way to restart.
Somewhere to begin to say
What is in my heart,
Right now.
Before what's in it now...
Snuggles deeper inside with the other,
Excuses made.
Seeking to reintroduce,
A redefined dignity.
While attempting to find a place comfortable,
To stay and hide disappointments lived!
I am trying to find a way to restart.
I can choose any way to begin.
But I am examining fresh entrances...
To boost a few butts to move.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Funnel's hole
channel every entrance, push to the limit
and burst without hesitation all has to be
intact before the time of reckoning
shall we stop for everything and prepared
for nothing for if we begin the end is the
beginning of every start, and certainly the one
who displayed first will start the end
let no man stumble with me and let each
imperfection stand without me, is the word
is enough to show you the way, for as soon
as the race begin every beginning has to
obey to the rule
the hole is small but the funnel is huge
enough to fit, have anyone bring a stock
for the race is long and dusty; not everybody
enjoy the prize but each one is contested
one has to run to win and everyone wish to
get the tail, the channel is good and the way
is puzzling, be alert to make a win
the game is over, please let yourself be
summoned...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Could It Be
Well I don't know what to say
Because there's truth to what you say
I know it kills you I'm this way
There's something different every day
Could it be I that I never had a chance to grow inside?
Could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?
Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree
Could it be that I'm only being me?
Not easy living in my mind
A little peace is hard to find
My every thought is undermined
By all the history inside
Could it be I that I never had a chance to grow inside?
Could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?
Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree
Could it be that I'm only being me?
I know I hear the words you said
Over and over again
I just can't get them through my head
There's just to many voices
Must be like living with the dead
Waiting for me to begin
To do the things that I have said
And for this I'm sorry
So there's some truth to what you say
Could it be I that I never had a chance to grow inside?
Could it be that my habit is to find a place to hide?
Could it be that sometimes I say things just to disagree
Could it be that I'm only being me?
song performed by by Staind
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Our Hiding Place...
we have a hiding place
it is not dark
it is the outside that is
dim
there is a circular fence
an aqueduct for a door
you know where to find me
when they think i am gone
you do not not have to go there
because you do not love me
we have a hiding place
and we do not speak about it
it is lonely there
but that is all that we've got
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Ones Unaware
There is no sense in hiding.
What does one hide?
And from whom?
Formulated identities,
Are what they are.
And this people see.
What is hidden is not invisible.
An obviousness is there.
The only ones in hiding,
Are the ones unaware!
There is no sense in hiding.
What does one hide?
And from whom?
Misdeeds done...
Eventually come to bloom.
For all to see.
From those places no longer assumed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Saving Grace
Without direction I walk the night
I was alone in a single beam of light
One glance and you changed my blues
To a prism of light
A thousand hues
Now I must climb to the rainbows arc
Who knows I might find a halo for your heart
Whenever I'm lost for words
And my whole world is falling apart
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
I find hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
My saving grace
I fought the world with a restless heart
Kept my emotions locked away in the dark
Then you came to build me up
When this world could only tear me apart
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
And I find hiding place in your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
For the rest of your life
You can count on me
To never let you down
When you whisper to me
You give me strength to believe that I can hold on
Somehow
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
I find a hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
You are my light and my love everlasting
And I find a hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
My saving grace....
My saving grace
song performed by by 38 Special
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Some people are afraid to show their true colors
i am not
i don't hide
i have nothing to hide
i am what i am
i am brown, i am a Filipino,
and I am not afraid, I am what i am, i show who and what i am, and i take responsibitity
for what i am
for what i write for what i do for what i say
mountains do not hide, how can they? the seas keep their bodies in the open
their waves blown by the air, for how can they be what they are when they are in hiding?
the trees and the plains, the valleys and the hills, what can they be if they are in hiding? shall you see a vast desert of them then?
the air, if only they have that nature to be seen, they could have assumed such forms that you see, they too are happy to be seen so that you may believe in them,
for in truth, those true and giving do no hide, and if you cannot see them,
they always try,
in some conceivable manifestations,
in some shapes, colors and forms
like some leaves falling when the wind passes by,
like some trees bending, like some pieces of paper blown to the other end.
why are you in hiding?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Neighbor, Less Than Two
Like a miniature clown across the street
You can't help but love him-he's awfully sweet
It's hard to fault him, he's less than two
Full of chuckles and devilment, his name's Andrew
When he sees us walk on the street outside
He pounds his windows-we've no place to hide
With a smile and a laugh we're forced to go in
A circus of happiness can now begin
He loves to be cuddled and lifted high
I laugh out loud-my back gives a sigh
Chattering and yammering about his own things
We hide the confusion his talking brings
A young Tom Edison he loves the light
He'll point out a fixture, and yell 'My Yight'
He stands on his toys to reach the switch
And on goes the Yight, without a hitch
He loves to hide behind the couch
To find him it's part of his play
When you catch him hiding with a great big smile
He laughs and it makes your day
When you give him chocolate and other candy
He's less taken with laughing and hugs
He'll fly around the room with a chocolate face
Stomping candy into the rugs
For all young clowns the show has an end
And neighbors who duck out of sight
As the trouble, yelling and crying begin
We depart in the fading twi-yight
poem by Ray Andrews
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A New Year Should Begin Again With New Hope
A New Year should begin with new hope-
Beginning again-
But after so many beginnings and so many years
And in Old Age?
I write these lines as if I had written them many times before
What if a new beginning is only a repetition of what one has already done before?
I try to begin again
I force myself forward
An old man tries too to walk faster
And sometimes he can
But slowness and sadness are his essence.
I will begin again
But more slowly than before.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Purpose Of Metaphors
you like to be candid
and yet no matter what honest words
in the most simple terms
they still
refuse to understand what you really
want to mean
to say
you shall meet metaphors
those that go inside them
their tone and color and shape and scent
what you have
obviously
you begin to hide what they refuse to believe
dress them
and give them a new face a new set of arms and feet
and these all get near them
and shake hands with them
and then
they relate and begin to understand
you
how can they ever think of something else
beyond what you do not understand
you keep the emotion inside you
you give them a fragile butterfly from your mouth
and awed
they start to believe what pains you
in your hiding things
something new opens
a door, a window, a heart, a mouth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Is Hiding Away
It is summer and the flies are in,
But tell me where my lover is;
Because she is hiding away from me,
And i don't know why.
Life to me in the African jungle,
Sitting here alone waiting for my lover;
But she is hiding away from me! !
So, do not remain silent when you find her;
But rather give me a call to locate her hiding place.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Naidz
haud ignota loquor
Hear me first
do not harm me
and listen to me
because from the
beginning
when i invented the word
now that you read
the lines
now that you connect
as threads
of my thoughts
time after time
when you begin to know
me, let me tell you,
as you relate and
begin to identify...
i have never spoken
of unknown things..
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Ears Are Yours And They Await
Confused by the ending.
And when it all began.
Did it end before the beginning?
Or was the beginning the start of the end?
I am confused by it all.
And...
In my confusion,
You want us to remain good friends?
Don't you think I deserve an explanation?
'I don't know where to begin.'
How about...
When you said you loved me!
Start from there...
To a connecting of that,
With us remaining as good friends.
I can not promise you friendship
But right now,
I can promise you my patience.
My ears are yours and they await!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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