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I Guess

i guess today when you arrive
you enter the room so tired you lock the room
and switch on
and switch off the light
you sleep
and tell the world for once
you have nothing to do with it
until the next day
when it rains heavily on your roof
and the water rises
and you ask it where is the door for your next escape

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Hold The Light

What is this light
This light that I see
Can it be reached
Is it out-reaching me

Is it the door
The door of my dreams
Where I reach on forever
Endless it seems

Is it water around me
Or is it air
I start to get tired
I start to not care

The light gets dimmer
Like the switch of a room
But the room is much smaller
Like a child of womb

Claustrophobic I am
The light I cant see
Its darker than before
Endless it cant be

Just when your down
Quitting the fight
Remember one thing
You hold you light

poem by Ryan Stark
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My Light?

In my time i have switched on many light's in many room's,
but mine was alway's dark,
i felt my light leaving me,
i was getting tired,
could someone help me find the switch,
all there seem's to be is gloom,
how much longer do i have to go on living this way,
why can't i find a room in which i am happy,
is this the way it is be, forever,
is this it for evermore,
sometimes, i see the light at the end,
not realising it is my reflection,
that my light has alway's been there,
i just needed to be told.

poem by Alan J Duffield Lock
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The Allegory Of The Cycle Of Doors

and so there is this door that appears before you
and you open it
and then when you enter the room
another door appears
this is the cycle of doors that keep on appearing and you
keep on opening
but the room still appears from a distance
always distant
from your eager feet to enter
you say to enter the room i must please the door
but the room moves away just the same
and the door tells you
to keep the room
you have to burn it and when the room is burned
the door finally disappears
and then both the door and the room shall tell you
now be happy
for you now have a house of your own

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Two Of Us Inside A Room Of Fear ....

since i am
grappling in
the dark
and you too
lost inside
this room of
less air
and we are
all alone
trying to figure
out where to
take the
exit
the possibility
is
you may soon
touch me
and i may soon
find you
we are anxious
our fears are like
worms inside
our guts
but if i may soon
hold your hand
and touch your
face and your
body
who knows
if there is a switch
there
where i can
turn on
light
so much light
that will guide us
both
to another
world

find me
who knows i
am a switch myself
who knows
if i also own
light
so much light
untapped
undiscovered

discover me
i am waiting
in fear.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In My Room

There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now it's dark and I'm alone
But I won't be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room

song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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In My Room

Theres a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now its dark and Im alone
But I wont be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Giving Way To New Beginnings

when i arrive home
today
it rains heavily

there is no one home

i have my own key still
i open the door and close it

i hear quite clearly my
footsteps reverberating
in all the corners of the
wooden room

there is a sad music
attached to each footfall

i open the glass door
to hear once again the sonorous
sounds of the rain falling
on the tin roof
gushing and
flowing freely
upon the gutters
down in
the drain

it is like remembering
and then wanting to forget
but then forgetting
may sometimes mean
the pain of having
to throw off yourself
bits and pieces of you
like raindrops
from the roof
down to the gutters
till it is taken
by all that is drained
in the
canals
of your personal
history

well it can mean too much
like a heavy weight
upon your
breast compressing
your heart

then you justify

this is life,
no one lasts forever
relationships make
their own
natural endings

to give way to
new beginnings

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm so fast that last night I turned off the light switch in my hotel room and was in bed before the room was dark.

quote by Muhammad Ali
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Long Long Way To Go

While I sit here trying to think of things to say
Someone lies bleeding in a field somewhere
So it would seem weve still got a long long way to go
Ive seen all I wanna see today
While I sit here trying to move you anyway I can
Someones son lies dead in a gutter somewhere
And it would seem that weve got a long long way to go
But I cant take it anymore
Turn it off if you want to
Switch it off it will go away
Turn it off if you want to
Switch it off or look away
While I sit and we talk and talk and we talk some more
Someones loved ones heart stops beating in a street somewhere
So it would seem weve still got a long long way to go, I know
Ive heard all I wanna hear today
Turn it off if you want to (turn it off if you want to)
Switch it off it will go away (switch it off it will go away)
Turn it off if you want to (turn it off if you want to)
Switch it off or look away (switch it off or look away)
Switch it off
Turn it off

song performed by by Phil Collins
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We Will Find a Way Out

We've been in this room eight days now.
The food supply is low.
And there is very little water.
Perhaps we should listen to that young kid.
He does have a flashlight.
The others have been studing that map...
Discussing whether the hinges on the door,
Swing in or out.
They have few matches left to strike.
We will be in total darkness soon.
That kid keeps saying there's a light switch...
And a door next to it that is unlocked!
Why don't they listen to him?

'First of all...
He is black!
Second,
He has no experience!
How do we know he can be trusted?
You just mind your business.
We will find a way out.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Switch!

You gotta stop listen up
Checking out my beats
Know that theyre unique
Got you jumping out your seats ah
Never bring the same flow upon a track
Better watch your back when I bring the switch attack now
People when they nod
Nod they dont to the funk
Thing that I bring
Make your head wanna ring
Here we come you know we bring it raw
Get up on the floor cuz you gotta get some more
Friday night
The partys just around the corner
Shell be there so I just cant be late
Gotta get my groove thing on
Cuz Ill be dancing all night long
Send me to a place where I can have some fun
Refrao
Once I get up on the floor, see me coming back for more
See me rocking all my moves, everybodys watching me
Once I get up on the floor, see me coming back for more
See me rocking all my moves, everybodys watching me (switch!)
Da freak (4x) - switch!
Rock it like this (2x) - switch!
Five guys clap your hands
Just clap your hands to this
Just clap your hands to the beat now (switch!)
Uh, uh, uh, we get down, uh, uh, uh, uh (switch!)
Nine oclock
And finally my groove is swinging
Beats are fine now
I guess its time to rock (guess its time to rock)
Now the partys on the way
I found out Ive got to stay
People start to gather round and round and round and round
Refrao
Switch! (3x)
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah
Switch! (2x)
Da freak (2x) - switch!
Rock it like this - switch!
Five guys clap your hands - switch!
Uh, uh, uh
Switch! (4x)
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah - switch!
Ah yeah come on, ah yeah, ah yeah

song performed by by Five
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Bud of Pain

Shut the door, shut the door.
Shut out the burning light.
Lock me in, lock me away,
away from eyes and sight.

Turn the world away.
Leave them at the door.
Creep into a cosy corner.
Bother me no more.

Alone, I want to be alone.
Alone, I need no one.
Alone inside my private mask.
Alone, alone, alone.

Turn me off, turn me off.
Switch off the flickering light.
Leave me be, leave me be.
I have no strength to fight.

© Morney Wilson

poem by Morney Wilson
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Even Though It's Just a Light Switch Away

Steadfast and too dumbfounded,
To get up...
And move from a groove.
Even though it's just a light,
Switch away!
Even though it's just a light,
Switch away!

Caught up in a crust of raucous.
With something 'bout the raucous,
That attracts it to us.
With a fussin' and a cussin' that we love so much.
In a crust of raucous wanted,
And too caught up!

Caught up in a crust of raucous.
And caught up.
With a fussin' and a cussin' that we love so much.
Even though it's just a light,
Switch away!
To turn off and keep it like that!
But some want it back on!

Even though it's just a light,
Switch away!

To turn off,
And keep it like that.
But some want it back on!

Even though it's just a light,
Switch away!

To turn off,
And keep it like that.
But some want it back on!

Even though it's just a light,
Switch away!

To turn off,
And keep it like that.
But some want it back on!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Much Depends On This Experience

one night when you arrive home
it is you that opens the garage

you have to step out of the car
and expose yourself to this inevitable coldness of a nightfall

no one is home
tonight

when you open the door using your own duplicate key
you switch on the light

no one is home tonight
the garage and house is now well lighted

you close the door and all the windows
you go straight to your bedroom
&
switch on the air-conditioner

you feel the arrival of a very cold packet of wind
from the tip of your feet
and it arrives like a jackal
as you begin to imagine it to be like

the one that you read in those horror books
it howls so loud trying to break the tympanum of your ears
and it is going to bite you
with its sharp eyes and teeth

but there is something so wrong with you:

you are not afraid, you do not mind jackals,
and now you are ready to bite this crazy one

you like this cold, and you smell the frost
you lick it

there is something so wrong with you:
you are aroused, and you do not like to sleep at all.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As Fast As Mohammad Ali (Fun Poem 77)

If I was as fast as Mohammad Ali
I could switch the light off
and be in bed before it went dark.
Sadly, I am not that quick.
When I switch the light off
and it, goes dark
I’m struggling around
to reach my bed,
bumping into things
left and right.
It gets so bad
that I have to struggle back
to switch on the light.
So if you are like me
not as quick as Mohammad Ali.
Here is a little trick tip do,
study where everything is placed,
then turn off the light.
It saves all those bangs and bumps
for another day.

4 May 2008

Author’s Note:
This was inspired by a quote Mohammad Ali once made.

poem by David Harris
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Build a Hut

Build a hut
Build a hut
Build hut from bottom to top

Dig a hole
Dig a hole
Dig for the strongest bones

Make a roof
Make a roof
Make it a leakless room

Raise the wall
Raise the wall
Raise till all the wind fall

Lock the door
Lock the door
Lock and keep the wolves outdoor

Set the window
Set the window
Set to see your neighbor’s widow

Light your hut
Lighten your heart
And enjoy a cup of chocolate

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Little Disturbed

at 2: 01 in the morning
you switch on the light
a little bit dim
not to hurt your eyes
and you get out of bed
naked

you open the door
towards the kitchen
and get a glass of water

you drink
you want to satisfy thirst
wetting your tongue
and gargling the coldness
swallowing it gently
feeling this creeping
coldness to your
throat down
to your abdomen

something is burning
inside
and the water is
not killing it

you sit and think
a while and stare
at the light

there is nothing there
except the glare

now you wonder
sleep is still nowhere

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Know How To Mix The Oil And The Water

between the oil and the water
put the soap
or the common detergent
that is how they do it

in poetry it is not easy
to mix the oily feelings with the watery ones
and it is hard to check
which detergent to use
what is it that is having poetic sense?

between them and you
how do you get well along the lines of poetry?
who is the water and who is the oil?
and who is the detergent among the metaphors
and the similes?

takes time really.
at first we keep on writing these nonsense comparisons
trying to tell which one is best, better and good
which one is worse

but sooner you realize that this has nothing to do with comparisons
it has only something to do with the clicking of the right switch
to give light
to the dark room where we live, to give the sound of the singing bird,
to give that hush, to make us sleep soundly
on a soft pillow, and then dream in another world
where we do not talk but merely observe how the colors float
how they pass us by

and we are nothing but spectators always wanting to have no part
in everything
and that precisely is the light feeling
that makes the click

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In my house

You enter a room to see a park
You close a door only to be led to another stairway

Leading you to another room with nothing but windows
You close a window the rest remains open

You close the windows and another door
In that park in the room where you just entered
Opens

Then you are confused about the roof that opens
To a river to the rocks where another door opens
To a wall with trees and birds and butterflies

This is weird you say, this is really weird
Then from the garage comes a wind that blows
Its horn like a car

I have just arrived offering you an explanation
For all these mess, these uncertainties, these self-made

confusions.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Room

(chris waters/tom shapiro)
When I pull in the drive where your car used to be
It doesnt hurt me like it used to
I can walk through the door, and not wonder anymore
Where you are, like I used to
I can go down the hall, see the pictures on the wall
And not miss you
But I just cant bring myself to go into..
The room
Where I spent every night with you
And the light of the moon
Came through the window
And I held you
We were so close
And its just too soon
For me to go into the room
Id remember too much if I opened that door
And Im not sure if I could face it
The beds emptiness would remind me youre with
Someone else, and I couldnt take it
So, I sleep on the couch in our living room now
Since our love died
cause Im still not ready yet to go inside...
The room
Where I spent every night with you
And the light of the moon
Came through the window
And I held you
We were so close
And its just too soon
For me to go into the room
Where the light of the moon
Came through the window
And I held you
We were so close
And its just too soon
For me to go into the room

song performed by by Wade Hayes
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