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Home Is Myself

long ago
i was unwanted
grandpa
never praised me
though i worked
hard
even for
one word, perhaps

love or
even a pat on my shoulder
which i never
really had

papa i remember
bought me
a toy chopper
but that was just
once

he was not drunk
when he played with me
in the garden

when you feel unwanted
you do not
have friends
you have nothing good to say

it was early
for me to learn that
dying can be good

i never speak to anyone
about it

i only speak to myself
because i have
no choice

i love isolation
it becomes a way of life

never had a best friend
never had a circle of
friends

as a matter of consequence
i become too independent
complete in myself
and had always been
a survivor

despair is an everyday word
so i was no longer
afraid.

today people want me
call me by my name
and praise me, but

it is too late then
i do not need it anymore

when grandpa died all those near me
cried and mourned for days

i keep my usual distance
wear my tinted sunglasses
and walk myself
all alone back home

home is myself
my heart.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Speak The Word

Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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A Cautious Listener

when i speak to you
i always keep my own eyes

sometimes when i speak to
some sort of people like you
i am afraid that after i have spoken
my eyes are no longer in their sockets
i get blinded
and then i find myself lost in the
labyrinth of our thoughts
and then i tell you that you are such
a cruel chatter
leaving me trembling with my fingers
trying to find my way back
home

and you tell me
where is home my friend? is there a home for you?
basic as what is home? depends on what home is

and then i begin to bite my nails
i shrink
a small child
asking where mom is where dad is
when house and home are gone
when the stairs are too high
when the lights are turned off and i am outside the door
when all the friends are saying their prayers with their moms
and when it begins to rain
and i have nothing to run to

and so now i am careful when you start talking to me
i touch my eyes feel my eyelashes
for a touch of home

my tongue gets twisted before
but now as careful as a cat, my tongue is a rope tied on a tree
the other end open ended
like a fork of the snake
spelling each word correctly

when you speak i listen
and i will not let you know that i do not easily believe you
i have a book in my head
and it is enough
it is good.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dad

How I wish I could go back
I wish I could tell you I love you
I am so proud of your purple hearts
You were wounded in world war two

You worked hard for your family
I never heard you really complain
You were grateful for all you had
You always tried to show us the way

I remember how you loved to laugh
How you cried when Grandma died
You played Santa Claus every year
You had friends and were well liked

We always went on a long vacation
You taught us to respect and love
To work hard and not be lazy
You taught us to believe in God above

I was twenty-four when we last hugged
They played the taps on that lonely day
Mom and Jim were both still alive
A twenty-one-gun salute by your grave

The love used here is what really counts
Mom and Jim are now home with you
My faith in the Lord is what sustains me
My tears flow but there is more I must do

Your battlefields have long ended
Your heart was good, deep and true
I will always try to honor your name
Dad I want you to know I love you

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Old Upright Piano

For as long as I remember, when friday night came round
The family would gather out at grandpas house.
With supper over and the dishes done
It was then the best time came
At an old upright piano that only grandma played.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
Grandpa was a stubborn man, they said it was his style.
Grandma called him ornery, but she said it with a smile.
Even he could not disguise the love he felt so strong;
We all could see it in his eyes when she played his favorite song.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.
I was almost 17 when my grandma died;
I stayed all night with grandpa; the old man never cried.
He sat at her piano, there was nothing we could say
It was the first time in my life I ever heard my grandpa play.
It wasnt beautiful dreamer or my wild irish rose
It was a song he played from memory & he never missed a note
I sat right there beside him until the morning came
What a friend we have in jesus was the only song he played.
She played beautiful dreamer, my wild irish rose;
She never played em perfect, but there was love in every note.
Grandpa sat beside her, in harmony they sang,
At the old upright piano that only grandma played.

song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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A friend indeed!

I have a friend, a friend in word & a friend indeed.
A friend who loves me with all friends being & I love friend too.
My friend rejuvenates me
A friend of my youth,
A friend indeed!

I have a friend in word, my friend reminds me of my purpose in life
I can exhale with my friend by my side
My friend is good to me
A friend indeed!

When my friend is gone, I miss my friend already
But my friend has gone home because I am home for now
But the truth is our home is in our friendship.
I have a friend, a friend indeed!

My friend in word is my friend indeed and my friend in need.
Friendship is all we need & we have.
I have a friend a friend indeed!

poem by Nandi Mhlongo
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Afraid To Be Alone

I force myself through another day
Can't explain the way today just fell apart like everything
Right in my face
And I try to be the one
I can't accept this all because of you
I've had to walk away
From everything
I'm afraid to be alone
Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone
I'm afraid to come back home
Another sleepless night again
Hotel rooms my only friend
And friends like that just don't add up
To anything
And I try so hard to be everything
That I should never take away from you again
'Cause I heard ya say
I'm afraid to be alone
Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone
I'm afraid to come back home
I cannot forget
I live with regret
I cannot forget
I live with...
I'll live through this
I can't see through this
I can't do this anymore
I'm afraid to be alone
Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone
I'm afraid to come back home
Afraid you'll leave me when I'm gone
I just wish I was back home
Home

song performed by by Staind
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I Wish I Could

I wish I could tell you I love you
I wish I could take back those times I did not
But I can't and I never can
I wish I could take back those times that I was mean
That I had an attitude
But I can't and I never can
I realized to late what you mean to me
Grandpa I love you
Grandpa I miss you….I'm sorry for my tears

You saved me from the orphanage where you were forced to go
You saved my baby brother's life but I never said thank you
Grandpa I love you
Grandpa I miss you…..I'm sorry for my tears

I can never again hug you
I can only see your smile in your pictures
I can never ask about the wars you fought in
I can never hear your stories again
Grandpa I love you
Grandpa I miss you…….I'm sorry for my tears
I wish I could tell you I love you
But I can never do it again

poem by Rachel Dowd
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Grandpas Rocking Chair for M lady Chitra

On the front porch a rocking chair
nobody uses no one dare
Nor dare they move it anywhere.
Grandpa decreed it must stay there

What grandpa said was what he meant
he left no room for argument.
He simply stated his intent
Though other folk felt different

When Grandpa died the family tried
to set his iron rule aside
You’ll rue this day their Grandma cried
Your Grandpa will not be defied.

They moved the chair to show they could
though grandma did not think they should
She warned them all that nothing good
would come of this. She understood

although she knew Grandpa was dead.
She knew he’d rise in wrathful pride
to reinforce what he has said.
His last command before he died.

The chair was moved despite her pleas.
Her warnings were not listened to.
From that day on they knew no peace
Til grandma told them what to do

The rocking chair must be restored
to where Grandpa said it should be.
They all agreed of one accord
the chair replaced immediately.

Sometimes at night it seems to be
moving gently slowly rocking
Although there’s nothing they can see
they know that Grandpas visiting.

To see his word is still obeyed.
That no one moves his rocking chair.
Nobody will they’re too afraid.
They know sometimes he still sits there.

27-Oct-08

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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What would you do...

What would you do…
If your mother turns you away.
What would you do…
If your family doesn't trust you.
What would you do…
If no one needed you.
What would you do…
If you family forgot you.

What would you do…
If your friends weren't there to lean on.
What would you do…
If your friends no longer cared.
What would you do…
If you lied to your closest friend.
What would you do…
If your friends ditched you.

What would you do…
If you tried to be someone you're not.
What would you do…
If you lied to those you love.
What would you do…
If you forgot who you were.
What would you do…
If you were disgusted in yourself.

What would you do…
If you met a brilliant friend.
What would you do…
If making friends was too hard.
What would you do...
If they tried so hard.
What would you do…
If you fell in love with a friend.

What would you do…
If everything turned out all right.
What would you do…
If you learned how to love.
What would you do…
If you became the happiest girl alive.
What would you do…
If I changed it all.

Would you…
Love me.
Would you...
Hate me.
Would you…
Let me be your friend.
Would you…
Tell me all your secrets.

I know…
I am not perfect.
I know…
You aren't either.
I know…
We are completely different.
But I know…
We were meant to be friends.

Remember me…
When you're home alone.
Remember me…
When you need a friend.
Remember me…
When your life's a mess.
Remember me…
When your heart is broken.

I will always be there...

poem by Tiana Webb
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Go Home, Girl

(a. alexander)
Well, me and frank were the best of friends
And our friendship will never end
But it would hurt him so for him to know
That Im in love with his girlfriend
Now, the love of a girl and the love of a friend
Are two things you cant compare
Though my heart will ache I will let it break
cause I know that it just aint fair
So go on home girl, lets call it a night
You better go home girl, this just aint right
But before you go I want you to know
That I love you, yes I do
And though it breaks my heart for us to part
Still I know frank loves you too
Well, you say that a we can make him see
We have a love thats really real
But I think that he is just like me
And I dont know just how hed feel
Darling, people know it would hurt him so
If you told him that it must end
And I could never hold the love I stole
From a man I call my best friend
Go on home girl, you better go home, girl
Go on home, you better move on
Me and frank been friends for so long
And our friendship is really strong
He gives me his car to go for a ride
Never knows how long Ill be gone
Well, Im trying to forget all the things that weve done
While frank is just a-waiting back home
Girl you cant go ride with me anymore
Thats the way its got to be from now on
Go on home!
Uhn, hun. better go home, girl
Uhn, hun. now you better move on, girl
Uhn, hun. better go home, girl
Uhn, hun. you better move on, girl

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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song performed by by Donna Summer
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New Life Today.

There’s an old warm wind that brushes me each time we clashed
Showing me this new life today

Can change bring two paths as one or one path veered to one again; no it can not.

Questions amidst inner demons singing for a reign to bring old feelings of winds of change unwanted by one and an unwanted one now. It was just another mistake is all?

Where were that journey which was new and the pact that expired which could stand any test in time or
Agendas unknown; not here in my new life today.

A New Life today shudders with no choices in Freedom bounding to make an inevitable change of stances that shake platforms not solid but carried aloft and free. Freedom is awesome and choices are good. I am free and happier today.

Why is this New Life Today?

What is this New Life Today?

Uncontrolled and recoiling with a dream bursting with old sounds in the imagined imagination imagery of unrealities forgotten. Pushed aside and shredded after unpacking.

The light of reasoning sees that a choice taken separately was not a choice of my choosing that has produced, this 'New Life Today'.

To be felt attractive again, one's esteem to bloom again, to walk again with friends supportive and not look at your watch or think of home again. This is a New Life Today again.

No one wins but one can lose more and in my New Life Today again; I feel it is not me. No joy or comfort it is in thoughts of what could be or should be; cast off the shards of control in my New Life Today.

Just to laugh again, to fly and soar again, to not look over my shoulder again, to talk freely as I would again, in My New Life Today.

Do you think; I don't have to I see my New Life Today again. I don't look back, I have. I go forward and won't look back too much; I am looking forward to a New Life Today again.

This time, this time and again I see why things happen for a reason again in my New Life Today. It's been worse and its better now than later so I am grateful for I will be happy again in my New Life Today.

The eyes smile, my heart sings and I realise I am beginning to be Happy again in my New Life Today again.

Azriel

poem by Azriel Dreams
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Home

I force myself through another day
Cant explain the way today just fell apart like everything
Right in my face
And I try to be the one
I cant accept this all because of you
Ive had to walk away
From everything
Im afraid to be alone
Afraid youll leave me when Im gone
Im afraid to come back home
Another sleepless night again
Hotel rooms my only friend
And friends like that just dont add up
To anything
And I try so hard to be everything
That I should never take away from you again
cause I heard ya say
Im afraid to be alone
Afraid youll leave me when Im gone
Im afraid to come back home
I cannot forget
I live with regret
I cannot forget
I live with...
Ill live through this
I cant see through this
I cant do this anymore
Im afraid to be alone
Afraid youll leave me when Im gone
Im afraid to come back home
Afraid youll leave me when Im gone
I just wish I was back home
Home

song performed by by Staind
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Come On Home

(tom springfield)
The springfields
Don't stand there wailing "got no place to go"
Come on home
You look at me like that and i can't say no
Come on home
Well, i know you done me wrong
And i know i should be strong
But, i cried the whole night long
So, come on home
Come on home
Tell me baby, must you be so cruel?
Come on home
You treat me just like i'm some kind of fool
Come on home
Well, i know you let me down
I was glad when you left town
But, you're good to have around
So, come on home
Don't run away now
Come on home
You got your way now
Come on home
A-hear what i say now
Come on home
Come on home
When you smile at me well i feel so good
Come on home
I can't be mad at you like i know i should
Come on home
Well you took me for a ride
And i thought my love had died
Still i need you by my side
So come on home
Come on home
Come on home
Come on home
Come on home
Come on home
Yeah, when you smile at me well i feel so good
Come on home
I can't be mad at you a-like i know i should
Come on home
Well, you took me for a ride
And i thought my love had died
Still, i need you by my side
So, come on home
Said yes
Come on home
Sit down
Come on home
Come on home

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Home is where our bed is

We can fight all we want
You may even call me names
Telling me how much you hate me
But home is where our bed is

Home is where you forgive me
Home is where i let go of all the pain
Home is where we come to
When we show all our love

You can tell me how stupid i was
I can even show you all my anger
I can vent thru you
And you will feel like walking away

But home is where our bed is
And our bed we most come to
There i will tell you how sorry i was
And there you will forgive without no holding back

You can tell your friend
How bad I've treated you
You can even make some up
And they find it hard to forgive me

But baby home is where our bed is
Home is where you take my crip and still says i love you this man
Home is where you tell your friends that they are wrong
Home is where you tell them all to go to hell

Home Is where we wake up to
Home Is where you forgive
Home Is where you don't sleep 0n me baby
Home Is where our heart is

H0me is where all doors are closed!
Curtains are drawn!
Blinds are shielded! And 'its just you and me
Home is where you forgive no matter how big the sin is
Cause home is love
And i love you!

poem by Hontonnu Dominic
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Speak

Theyve given me a mission
I dont really know the game yet
Im bent on submission
Religion is to blame
Im the new messiah
Death angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Ive given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, youve got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave whats now behind
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government, the media the law
To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists, revolution will grow
The system we learn says were equal under law
But the streets are reality, the weak and poor will fall
Lets tip the power balance and tear down their crown
Educate the masses, well burn the white house down
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word [revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word [revolution]
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak!!!

song performed by by Queensryche
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Unwanted

Unwanted again even as a freind.
No use for an old useless louse.
Unwanted and blamed for your breathtaking game,
of stress and demand which I've been slightly guilty at hand.

So Tired of all this remorse and unwanted guilt.
I can't take anymore why won't someone take my life to kill.
Unwanted and uneeded for years I have pleaded for something new.

Unwanted, unwated
where or when will I find a respondendt.
To just give me a chance for a bright glorious dance.
To let me know that I'm no longer a freak show.
To have and hold so victorious and bold.

Yet forever more I shall remain Unwanted.

poem by Michael McParland
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My Grandpa Orange Garden

From my grandpa Orange Garden
You can saw green orange leaf
all over the place
it fruits had started ripening

He frequently late going home
My grandma hit “Kentongan ”)
For going home soonly
But my grandpa workinghard
Forgotten to eat and drink, and going home

When he going home he saw the roof falling down
And black cloud seen in the sky
Quickly my grandfather took the ladder
Up to the roof and care the roof

For bettering their room
The rain fall from the sky
My grandpa walking down from teh roof
sleppy, and never wake up again
my grandma cried till morning
forgotten the orange fruit harvest
she embrace her husband slept strectched on the ground
in the meeting room
where children and grandchildren are gathering

to day you couldn’t seen the green leaf orange
the fresh orange leave the smeel in my reminiscences
the garden leave high and dry
no grandpa touch down at
the leafs through,
it stalks to let dryness
dryness and to wither
the dush fly everywhere
the house and garden is empty
only ghosts dwell in that house

I still remember
I fomerly run there
Among the orange stem trees
Under the orange leaf shady
His Only one message:
Don’t pick those oranges before ripe

Jakarta,6/29/2005

poem by Prasetya Utama
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song performed by by New Edition
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Is Nothing Sacred

If a love as strong as ours
Couldnt make it all the way,
Can anything make sense at all?
If a love so deep and true
Couldnt stand the test of time,
Then mount everest could slide,
And jeruselem could fall.
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Is forever just another word?
Is a promise something people used to keep
When love was worth fighting for?
If we can say good-bye,
If we can say good-bye,
Is nothing sacred anymore?
If we can say good-bye
Is nothing sacred anymore?
I can hear the final words
Every sentence that was said
Dont know what turned our lives around.
It doesnt matter who was right,
Theres no justice in a dream.
Never thought a heart could break
Without making any sound.
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Is forever just another word?
Is a promise something people used to keep
When love was worth fighting for?
If we can say good-bye,
If we can say good-bye,
Is nothing sacred anymore?
If we can say good-bye
If we can say good-bye
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Our love was as certain as the dawn,
As solid and save as any love could be.
Our love was the star you wished upon,
And you thought that I saved you,
Couldve sworn that you saved me.
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Is forever just another word?
Is a promise something people used to keep
When love was worth fighting for?
If we can say good-bye,
If we can say good-bye,
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Is forever just another word?
Is a promise something people used to keep
When love was worth fighting for?
If we can say good-bye,
If we can say good-bye,
Is nothing sacred anymore?
If we can say good-bye,
If we can say good-bye...
Is nothing sacred anymore...
Is nothing sacred anymore...
Is nothing sacred anymore...

song performed by by Meat Loaf
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