Home Of The Broken Heart
a broken heart
is always a stranger
looking for
a cure
on an unknown
terrain
it finds a river &
swims there
feeling cold it rises
naked from the water
dresses himself
to be born again
he finds a home
it is where his healed heart
is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stranger On The Shore Of Love
The curtain goes up
The first act begins
The scene is two people in love
Lovely is she, lucky feels he
She smiles in his eyes
He smiles in her eyes
They both vow love never to part
One sight for all, lovers to see
A perfect love story begins
til insecurity sets in
What happens then is, one aching heart
Oh, I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
I can tell you that I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
A table for two
Love vows of I do
A honeymoon out of a dream
Who could ask for, anything more
A home on a hill
With love daffodils
And cold winter nights by the fire
What more could be, for she and he
Theres more than enough love and yet
She or he starts feeling regret
What do you get, one broken heart
Oh, I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
I can tell you from experience I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a-a-a-oh, oh, oh
Oh, I dont wanna be, please dont let me be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart, na, na, na, na, na
I dont wanna be no, dont let me be no
No, no, no with tears
I dont wanna have an upset stomach from a broken heart, baby
I dont wanna be
No stranger on the shore of love with tears
And a broken heart
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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The Poet Finds....
The poet finds whatever the moon could not see,
The poet finds whatever the earth does not know,
The poet finds whatever the sun could not see,
The poet finds whatever others do not know,
The poet finds whatever the stars could not see,
So why do the heathen rage and the people plot vanity? !
For she who is pregnant is closer to us,
And the hart pants after streams of water.
Your tears have been your food night and day,
And like your inner self in the lan dof your muse;
But the poet finds whatever the sun could not see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I Know How The River Feels
(steven dale jones/amy powers)
(track 9 - time 3:40)
They say for everyone, theres that certain one
Out there, somewhere
Id been looking hard, searching every heart
Getting nowhere
Didnt know I was making my way to you
Now I know how the river feels
When it reaches the sea
And finally finds the place
It was always meant to be
Holding fast, home at last
Knowing the journeys through
Lying here with you
I know how the river feels
Miles of loneliness, now make perfect sense
Here beside you
Tears like water fall, it was worth it all
Just to find you
And yours are the last arms Ill run to
Now I know how the river feels
When it reaches the sea
And finally finds the place
It was always meant to be
Holding fast, home at last
Knowing the journeys through
Lying here with you
I know how the river feels
Holding fast, home at last
Knowing the journeys through
Lying here with you
I know how the river feels
Oh, I know how the river feels
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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At Bethesda
I lie here delivered to my lot
before man and God
and nothing happens time after time
and year after year
as if God has no powers,
doesn’t notice me,
or I do not follow Him
dutiful enough
and why I have to carry this burden
I have already asked everyone long ago
and they think that it’s from sin
but are not really sure
and I do not know
when and where I did wrong
and it’s already thirty-eight years
and when water is only stirred
everybody wants to get in
and sometimes some are healed
but just not me
as nobody helps me in
and I am almost without hope,
but then a wonderful day comes
that a man finds me
at the bath of Bethesda
and he says to me:
“get up, take your bed and walk”
and something in his eyes
the very way that he looks at me
let all the pain, the paralysis disappear
and suddenly I have power
and I am healed
and dance overjoyed
in front of Him.
He finds me in the temple
and then I know that it’s Jesus, the Christ
and just there and then
I want to talk to everyone
and tell them about Him.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The River and the Dam
The river flows down the hill,
Till it finds it is slowing
The dam stands as tall as a mill,
To stop the river from its flowing
The water accepts its fate,
Yet it rises as it waits
The dam stands it's ground
The river never finding a way around.
The river flows once more my friend
The dam did break and shall not mend
poem by Drew Fisher
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Of A Broken Heart
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try
To take a guess, to be the best
A feeling I hide
That runs this world, that keeps us alive
I want you to climb with me
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
The heart of a child
Is in your hands now
So lets see you smile
cause Im not impressed with your loneliness
And its been a while
Since you forgave all your changes made
So lets count the miles together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
song performed by by Zwan
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The River 2
When I become bogged down with confusion
and I need to sort out my mind.
I go and sit by the river, close to the shallows,
it's the most peaceful place I can find.
I sit on the grass and listen to the flowing water,
and bring the curtain down over my eyes.
The sound of water being disturbed by the pebbles
takes me to a tranquil paradise.
I lose myself in nature's symphony of music,
as it takes me to places unknown.
My head clears of all troublesome confusion,
tranquillity finds a welcome home.
The ripples flow downstream with the current,
but their music thankfully remains.
A refreshed and invigorated feeling fills my entirety,
the river works time and time again.
poem by Orlando Belo
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M.Y.O.B.
Kids Chorus: 1,2,3,4
Tell me what you know, and I'll tell you some more
Jackie and CJ used to be
Nobody knows, just you and me
She calls him up, but he's not there
He's out with someone else and that's not fair
Say yeah, Say hey
M-Y-O-B-Mind your own business
She don't know whose getting his kisses
JR has gone and broken his vow
He wants to tell her, but he don't know how
Say yeah, Say hey
Chorus:
Woah I, I hope she understands
He never meant to break her heart
Oh now, now everything is different in my eyes
Kids Chorus: M-Y-O-B-Mind your own business
She don't know who's getting his kisses
Little girls start out everything nice
Wearing pretty clothes made of sugar and spice
Boys will be boys it's a fact of life
When a heart breaks
Someone pays the priceWhat she don't know or hurt for sure
And the doctor can't help
'Cause there ain't no cure
Now Jackie sits home thinking everything's fine
But when she finds out
It'll blow her mind
And now, I don't know what to do
Chorus 2x:
Oh I, I hope she understands
He never meant to break her heart
Oh now, now everything is different in my eyes
The Golden Rule
That must be learned
You may be cross
But without you, girl
It's really his loss
What he don't know or hurt for sure
And the doctor can't help
'Cause there ain't no cure
When Jackie finds out where he's spending his time
And she walks out, it'll blow his mind
And now, I don't know what to do
Bridge:
It's so hard, there is no easy way
I can explain
I just don't feel the same
Kids Chorus:1,2,3,4
Tell what you kn
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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The River, and I
I stand naked, untouched
Alone, unafraid and still
The sun shies away
And the wind brushes past me
While I stand
Naked and untouched
I kneel down,
And feel the river
Flowing relentlessly, unstopped
Angry, loud, cold and pure
The river shows no mercy
As it beats against the rocks
It knows no love, no guilt
It only knows survival
As it finds its way
And so it flows
Relentless and unstopped
Yet, I fight the river
I yearn for its love
Like a fool,
I keep standing, waiting
The river keeps moving
Paying me no heed
Yet I keep standing
Naked and untouched.
poem by Gauri Gupta
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On The Other Hand He Calls It The Thousand Monkeys
on the thousandth
monkey
you shout
o my god
i made it!
the monkey
hangs and shifts
place from
vine to vine
jumps on the river
and swims
finds a fish
and eats it
rises from the river
and dances on
a rock
under the morning
sun
quite exciting
the other monkeys
did the same
except for one
he sits by the window
watches the running of
time
dust after dust
dusk after dusk
waiting for
the big break of
his own life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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That Corrupt Woman
what i hear this
morning is about the news of her
disorientation
she repeats the names of
those who left her
over and over again
she keeps asking for her
pills
she has aches all over her
body
when she goes to the doctor
the latter finds nothing
wrong
it is the apathy of her soul
the Furies are pulling her hair
and breaking her every bone
bad karma is the knife that slices
every portion of her skin
she will be returned home
now there is no cure
she will speak in ciphers
that she herself cannot understand
there is pain everywhere
but there is no visible wound
she finds no comfort in air
she is grasping for breath
she tears her own clothes
and roams naked in her mansion
her children are asking her
but her answers are dumb.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dancing Heart
A heart of actuation,
That finds love so romantic,
A heart that is filled with music,
A heart that dances when the music heats it,
A heart that gives love a second inadvertent.
A heart that finds a place for another,
Pain might invade
But dancing interferes,
The melody carries it away,
Flowing down with the beat.
A heart that beats for another,
A heart that lets go of it scrape.
A heart that knows the meaning of real love,
Who's misery can't be victorious,
Who's love is so pray.
poem by Marlene Rashidi
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The Roamer's Mayor
Still as stone
And cold as I
As far as home
And as alive
White walls, bed
Scream to be free
You paint them red
As red as me
Did I find you here
Or was I told?
Finds are just as fair
When there's concrete in the gold
Striking riches
Or the dirt and the mold
But a heart is a heart
No matter how cold
poem by L'Angley S Delmonte
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Mind, Heart And Time
the mind
is a pen that
stitches
the broken skin
of the
heart
the heart when healed
makes the mind
sleep
it sings like a
wind
that touches
the heights of
cliffs
the coldness of the
fog
that hangs upon
the trees
turns this place of misery
into
a temple of beauty
the mind wakes up
a stranger anew
to what it had been seeing
in the face
of that river without
banks
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Heart In Winter
A lonely and troubled heart
Crying for love from another
Trying to love another
A heart that suffers within
So cold than the iced mountains
Without a melt from the sun that shines during summer
A heart that finds no rest
Temptation is it's source
Deep pain and deep sorrow a heart lives with
It's not all about cold, but cold love
A heart that needs warm love to comfort
Years leaps over still a heart is the same
A heart of pain and depression
A heart in winter time.
poem by Marlene Rashidi
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A Known But Stranger! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
A KNOWN BUT STRANGER
happy to know you well from crowd
song cuddles heart by sweet voices
as stunning grace sneaks into wholeness
soul never needs beauty by grace and colors
yet love resurges even from unknown crowd,
passion never finds distinction of strangers ,
resilience needs musk of grace as ocean by full moon
tide promises thrill as beguiled from blue
beam redounds falling over ocean’s skin
currency of attraction mills through breath
unknown becomes known blazing glory of own
as known seems to be stranger by pretension
as I am known but stranger by audacity of desire
love serenades heart without discrimination
do we ever know metaphysics of matrices
as nature putting a show of indigo sky
gleam radiates to earth to flow
mirth sprinkles on ocean spreading across
moon beacons from distance falling over
dream never knows the reeks by distances
heart overwhelms by grace of green
yet all known clones from strangers by genesis.
poem by Dr subhendu kar
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The River Sings
The river sings
A voice rises above
Fairer than the water, rings
I know you well
For the river has told
All there is to tell
It sung of a maiden
Fair as the water’s song
Her heart heavy laden
Though she sang
Her song was sorrowed
In voice the sadness rang
No words were needed
The river knew
Her voice it heeded
She walked alone
Her gaiety was lost
River, her only home
She listened to the water
Telling a story
Calling her River Daughter
The river sang, through day and night
Sang for her, the only listener
She joined the song, through dark and light
She called to her lover
Come free me!
Called with song and river
poem by Rachel Harris
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When Love Finds You
Love sure is something no one can explain
It can bring you such joy, it can bring you pain
And with every emotion, love puts us through
Theres nothing you can say, when love finds you
Love is the power that makes your heart beat
It can make you move mountains, make you drop to your knees
When it finally hits you, you wont know what to do
Theres nothin you can say, when love finds you
Chorus:
Give it all you can give it, when your love comes around
If you put your heart in it, then it wont let you down
Youll find out its true, baby, someday when love finds you
And when you least expect it, it will finally come true
Theres nothing you can say when love finds you
Repeat chorus
Youll find out its true, baby, someday when love finds you
song performed by by Vince Gill
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No Matter Who
Well its a long, long road when youre out there alone,
No matter what side youre on,
But theres a heart of gold behind the smile
And it brought me to where I belong.
cos Id set my sights on finding you
And Im staying forever, you know its true
Yes Id set my sights on finding you
Dont be lonely tonight, we can make it alright
No matter what you say,
No matter who you are,
Love always finds a way
Finds a way to your heart.
Well its a cold lonely road, but you can survive
No matter which way you choose,
And as long as theres life behind these eyes
Im here with you, win or lose.
If you let your light shine on through
Someone will come round to pull you through,
Yes just let your light shine on through,
Dont be lonely tonight, you can make it alright.
Just hold my hand,
Come with me a while, Ill make you smile.
Just hold my hand
Theres someone who loves you, its me, oh its me.
No matter what you say,
No matter who you are,
Love always finds a way
Finds a way to your heart.
Its alright that you cry if youre lonely sometime,
No matter whos by your side,
cos the love that you look for is inside us all,
But its something you have to find
And Id set my sights on finding you
And Im staying forever, you know its true.
Yes Id set all my sights on findingyou
Dont be lonely tonight, we can make it alright.
No matter what you say,
No matter who you are,
Love always finds a way
Finds a way to your heart.
song performed by by Phil Collins
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for Juvy...
Juvy is a thirsty woman
she is thirty, a widow for three years now
her husband died on a car accident
leaving her with
a daughter
tonight she cannot sleep
her breasts are making fire
she goes out of the house
and finds the brook nearby outside the fence
of her house
when she gets there
it is cold and dark but her breasts are glowing like cinders
she undresses herself
and goes into the water
her breasts are playful on the ripples of the water
she goes deeper
and dives
opens her eyes looking for happiness
she opens her mouth
drinks the fresh water of the brook
she is thirsty and wants to drink
everything
satisfied for now
she goes out of the water
dresses herself again
under the moon
she goes home
opens the door of her room
and with her hair still wait
she lays in bed and begins to sleep
the picture of her husband
is no longer
on top of the table
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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