His Poem
i read his poem today,
a disciple of
I don't really know
he will not tell
but this i can say,
i follow every thought
every metaphor
and it is like i am being
pushed
to the labyrinth of the
large and small
intestines of a
chicken,
i know how is it
to be a gizzard,
i survive all these
blind curves
until i bump upon
a closed door
like an opening at the
end of the tunnel,
there is still no light
only lots of
shit.
One thing,
last word, i like the
ride of the
roller coaster
which brings me
back to my
heyday
my youth
which i may say
is paramount to his
nauseous, really.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Iceberg
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Iceberg-Ive fallen in love with an
Iceberg-its only the tip of the
Iceberg-Ive heard that its cool
I got class, I got style
But once in a while out on the town
I must go
Youd better wash out your zone
Watch out you stone bone headed woman
Watch out you bone headed man
Iceberg-its freezin over second avenue
Theres not a thing that you can
Iceberg-its comin over second avenue
Youd better believe theres nothin
You can do about it
I was an orphan and I couldnt help it
Ive been in and out of trouble
Ever since they left me in a basket
On the freeway
Its me thats been doggin your shadow
Its me thats been a shadowin your dog
You got me hung up lock and stock and barrel
Ill always be behind you in the fog
So you better not annoy me
Or Ill do somethin that I might regret
Youd better not annoy me or Ill do
Somethin that you wont forget in a hurry
And I might be back for some sloppy seconds
Youve heard me heavy breathing on the telephone
My word they say that Im belongin
In a home for crazy people
But you know I dont belong there
I was an orphan and I couldnt help it
Id been in and out of trouble
Ever since they left me
In a basket on the freeway
Lie lie lie etc
Die die die etc
Hooray hooray ha ha ha
Hooray ha ha ha
Get down get down get down get down
Theres really not a lot that you can do
Lay down lay down lay down lay down
Theres really not a lot that you can do
Theres really not a lot that you can do
And I might be back for sloppy seconds
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Our Shelter Is The Purpose Of Our Creation
IT is the intention to gain
that makes one creative,
and so when the gain is taken
one sulks back to his
stagnant self,
the intention to be happy
is one thing too,
as though the purpose of having this life is simply
happiness,
that when one is sad, life becomes
meaningless
a slave of feeling, a roller coaster of emotion
one is a rider,
when the ride is over, what then is next?
the roller coaster stops
one gets out from his seat and bind
you take a walk, remembering the highs and lows
and this soon shall stop
there is no roller coaster in the house where we live
will there be no excitement anymore
when we feel nothing
shall life and dreams cease too?
we are not our creators
we are created for a purpose
and this we must discover
and there we shall take shelter.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the steps of Rumi 88: Metaphor
Simile – what looks like something else –
that’s a fun game for the senses,
for the mind: oh look Dad,
there’s a scarecrow in that field
that looks just like a man, does it
really scare crows?
Oh look Dad, there’s a beggar in the street
who looks just like a scarecrow,
I wonder if the same crows
see him too?
But metaphor – ah, that’s something else:
explanations don’t quite explain it:
you see something; it brings to mind
something very different; maybe
you just forget it, pass on; maybe
you’re a poet, and you think,
that other thing casts a subtle light
on this first thing, I’ll see if others
find the same.. and, sometimes they do,
sometimes they don’t…
Metaphor brings the whole universe,
world upon world, to the mind:
you could write a poem full of metaphor
as long as the circumference of the world,
and when you’d written it out, you’d find yourself
right here again just where you were.. but
what a lot you’d seen on the way…
We’re so used to some metaphors
because by now, they’re shared,
written into language (lucky the people
who inherit languages such as these,
they’re born into poetry…) :
take ‘bread’: you walk past the baker’s shop
in the early morning when the air is clear –
or better, go in to buy your breakfast rolls:
the smell couldn’t be more wonderful,
more promising.. the bread’s so delicious,
and best eaten today..
ah yes, ‘daily bread’ – that becomes a metaphor
for all that each and every day brings –
waking up, new thoughts, new experiences,
all that brings life to life…
that covers so many subtle things…
where does it all come from?
that’s for you to say…
Sometimes it seems that the whole world
is a metaphor for something…
for what? For its own unity,
for its very creation,
for that which we call God,
for our very self?
that’s for you to say…
Metaphor. When you meet it,
does it make you think of
English class, another boring
poem, another boring question
to answer as you chew your pen –
‘What does the poet mean when
he speaks of, lies like oyster shells
to be penknifed for their pearls? ’…
or - does it fill your heart with joy
as if someone had given you
a golden key to a secret garden
which is all you ever hoped for;
more than you could ever imagine…
and yet you recognise
it’s all really just yourself? …
In the corner of your room
there's a little girl curled up
in a large armchair, reading a book.
Don't disturb her.
The book she reads with all her self today,
may never read again, doesn't need to -
is a metaphor for
all she needs to know today
about the world, about herself;
she finishes the book,
closes it thoughtfully,
looks up at you;
she knows herself
a little more today.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Gone
What you see's not what you get
With you there's just no measurement
No way to tell what's real from what isn't there
Your eyes they sparkled
That's all changed into lies that drop like acid rain
You washed away the best of me
You don't care
You know you did it
I'm gone
To find someone to live for in this world
There's no light at the end of the tunnel tonight
Just a bridge that I gotta burn
You are wrong
If you think you can walk right through my door
That is just so you
Coming back when I've finally moved on
I'm already gone
Sometimes shattered
Never open
Nothing matters
When you're broken
That was me whenever I was with you
Always ending, always over
Back and forth, up and down, like a roller coaster
I am breaking that habit today
You know you did it
There is nothing you can say
Sorry doesn't cut it babe
Take the hit and walk away
Cause I'm gone
Doesn't matter what you do
It's what you did that's hurting you
All I needed was the truth
Now I'm gone
What you see's not what you get
song performed by by Kelly Clarkson
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I Thought To Begin The Day With A Poem
I THOUGHT TO BEGIN THE DAY WITH A POEM
I thought to begin the day with a poem
But inside myself I hear only my own slow emptiness
Word by word I try to hear
And there is some small motion now
But still
A real poem
A poem of beauty
A poem of light
A poem of love
A poem that makes the dreamer long to dream-
And the lover long to love-
A poem that moves-
Well it is very very dark outside
And the world straining to give
Small rain to a dry land
Seems to say,
‘There may be a poem today
But it is not the poem you dream
Not the poem others will love
As you have loved
True poetry.’
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Like an adventure
as we grow
life takes us to the battle field
where we have to fight in order to survive
life is all about war
dealing with heart break
with sorrow and pain
as we goes through life '
the harder it will get
when i open my eyes
is when i begin to see
how hard it is to get what we wanted
life never goes our way
that's the sadden of me
life is like a roller coaster
let; s enjoy the ride
life is like an adventure
that will; never come to an end
you die it goes along without you
you alive it goes with you
i life there's no option
you bleed to carry on
again
life is like a roller coaster
let's enjoy the ride
life is like a journey
everyday we learn a new story
everyday we face a new challenge
life is like a adventure
it takes us anywhere
it blows us anywhere and whenever
sometimes life burn us
where we have to turn to ashes
let's all accept it and enjoyed the journey
like an adventure
poem by Guenael Oristel
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To Keep Watching
The one thing that made my day, today
He was handed a slip of paper
The one thing that made my day, today
The teacher's face blank and unreadable
The student's face pale and drawn with fear
The one thing that made my day, today
Until he read the paper
The one thing that made my day, today
The door shut closed behind the teacher
The one thing that made my day, today
All the other students turned back around
Except one
The one thing that made my day, today
And that one saw the thing that made her day
The one thing that made my day, today
The boy read the paper ... and he smiled.
poem by Hannah Shier
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Soirée at the HAP
Mandi is playing the piano,
a light breeze sways table cloths
and softly Piet, Jan and André laugh
before one of the poets realize
that he has to read his poems next
while a spotlight comes on
and Ian somewhat hoarsely talks
at the opening on the small stage.
Glittering are glasses full of wine
in the romantic soft light
of many small candles
and I enjoy poem after poem.
A guest artist sings an old song
about Lilly Marlene loosing her lover
that brings some memories back
and her voice is intimate, soft and pretty on the ear.
[Reference: HAP: The Home of Afrikaans Poetry in Capital Park, Pretoria.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rolar Coaster Ride For Hope
ROLAR COASTER RIDE FOR HOPE
esspeecee …29.06.09.
Kill hope not, abort hope not
Decerebrate hope not
Ride on roller coaster of hope
Stay e’er dawned in hope.
Woman delivers promise
From solitary dark
Womb room of hope
Her soul’s being: Child.
Bread, air, water
May be taken out,
In desperate darkness
Sight may be veiled
On the arch of rainbow find her
Cluster smiles are unfolding still.
Struggle is harsh
With tingle of pain
Eyes are languid
Behind closed lids
In imaginary floating
Tunnel in vast sky
Discover her idyllic smile.
Be restful
Time may lengthen
To: Born as smiling tulip
Don’t dropp and droop
On the dusty sad sod
Smile of her’s.
Honor, hope, love,
The blue soft light to
Smear your wholeness
In her doting smile.
Game of chivalry
Vesuvian sculpture
Colossal crafting
Sculpt her smile
Before she smiles
Someone else for.
Friend-Hope
Will halt to
Carry forward you
Womb-to-tomb
You finish sculpting until.
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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18 Definitions Of A Short Poem
1) A short poem
Saves time,
2) A short poem
Saves time
For its reader, also.
3) A short poem is over
Before its read.
4) A short poem
Can be swiftly reread.
5) A short poem
Is a lightning flash.
6) A short poem
Is one metaphor only.
7) A short poem
Is less than nine words.
8) A short poem
Opens ones eyes
In the morning.
9) A short poem
May be a short prayer.
10) A short poem
May be a poem of a single word.
11) Poem.
12) A short poem
A small play on words.
13) A short poem
May be a single sentence.
14) A short poem is shorter
Than the definition of it.
15) It breaks up the icy sea within.
16) A chill down the spine.
17) There is no end
To making definitions of the short poem.
18) A short poem in Hebrew
Is shorter than than the same poem in English.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Depression Coaster
Depression Coaster
===============
Up It Goes
Then Down
Down Again
It Goes
A Roller Coaster Ride Of Depression...
Alone
Round About
It Goes
Down About
It Goes
No Adrenaline Rush To My Heart.
It Goes...
D
o
w
n
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poem by Ricardo Antunes
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Life
It's like a roller coaster ride-
You dare yourself to do it
Feeling a little foolish, true,
But taking the trouble, usually conclude
It the right thing to do.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Risk Riding Roller-Coaster Poetic Thoughts
once the poetry is read the surface
can no longer hide beneath veils
come ride our roller-coaster be careful
on turns flying through mind's eyes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It's been quite a roller coaster ride, but I've grown and learned a lot about myself. The greatest thing is being able to interact with fans and touch people's lives... for that I give thanks.
quote by Christina Aguilera
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The Poem Is A Metaphor
THE POEM IS A METAPHOR
The Poem is a Metaphor
It means ‘the world’
It means ‘all that there is’
It means ‘the soul’
It means ‘our deepest feeling’.
The Poem is a Metaphor
It is more than what it just appears to be
It takes on a life of its own
It says more than it can define itself as
The Poem is a Metaphor
And it itself does not understand
Where it began and how it will end
And whether or not
It should always be rewritten.
The Poem is a Metaphor
And we too are metaphors
That will vanish one day
When all the real Poems
Pretend to still be here.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Love and understanding
Who today would praise
consciousness itself,
which brings new life and thought
every morning, opening
our minds a little more,
making the light seem brighter,
everything more vivid,
life itself more worth living?
This morning, I read the words
‘Love itself is understanding’…
and in the mind, doors blew open,
windows rattled, a wind
that smelled of spring and grass and rain
blew through the mind
and the word love
blew off the dusty shelf
along with the cobweb
but lay unbroken on the floor
waiting to be washed and put back
next to understanding
and the silliest, biggest gift of all
is to know for the first time
what you’ve always known
and which nearly two thousand years ago
Gregory the Great
also recognised for the first time,
maybe felt the same way, as if
he was entrusted with the key
to a large house on a windy day.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Enthusiasm is not the same as just being excited. One gets excited about going on a roller coaster. One becomes enthusiastic about creating and building a roller coaster.
quote by Bo Bennett
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when you read a poem do not expect too much
when you read a poem do not expect too much
from every word
my words too falter and fall short
of strength like the runner who always wins his sprint
and now in his worst state
mourns for his knee
which is broken
my images too wilt like some red roses that
a lover offered once to his true love
but now deserted
and looks at them in the state of dryness
when you read this poem do not therefore expect too much
this is just a sigh
looking for an opening in the crevices of an understanding heart
this poem is just a mirror and you will be the face who must
give your smile
the light from the window shall provide the glimmer
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Goodbye
Anything that you want
Anything that you need
Anything that you havent gotten yet
That you want from me
Everything that you are
And everything that you thought you wanted
Everything that youre not supposed to want
You want from me
You dont need to understand
Just give in to the band
When its slipping through my hands
And its more than I can take
Its just about to break
All these feelings that we fake
Goodbye
Everyone that you know
Everywhere that you go - you see them
Every feeling that you try to hide inside begins to show
You dont need to understand
Just give in to the band
When its slipping through my hands
And its more than I can take
Its just about to break
And these feelings that we fake
On this roller coaster ride
Its going to collide
With those secrets that we hide
Goodbye
And its more than I can take
Its just about to break
All these feelings that we fake
On this roller coaster ride
Its going to collide
With those secrets that we hide
Goodbye
song performed by by Oleander
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A Poem To Be Heard
A poem to be held
a poem to be fed, with words stronger than the ancient
spirits.
Ti's a poem to be read by all.
A poem that beats the heat of temptation away.
It's power in every single word attracts the moonlight.
A poem, a light in the dark wilderness.
A poem that is just needed and leaves the audience
speechless.
A poem that comforts a sad soul.
Read to me a poem
when I'm cold.
Read it to me till I'm old.
When I'm heart broken, a poem, a love, I'd want.
A poem, a victory through lives endless battle.
A poem an epistle to mine heart, and every written word
in it is heard.
A poem, about royalty, about Kings and Queens
and how they live in luxury.
A poem, a song about sweet heavens.
Read me a poem and slow my heart beat down.
A poem with a tasty flavor, I'd want to hear.
Read me a poem that explains how Nelson Mandela
conquered his fears.
A poem that can describe how Martin Luther Kings
felt when he fought for freedom.
I long to hear it,
Therefor read me a poem,
to be heard.
poem by Marlene Rashidi
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