Internet Cafe, Robinsons Fuente
perhaps all the people here
skyping
are talking about business
or about flights canceled
wanting for a rebooking
it shames me
i am talking about an emotion
perhaps if they will know
that i am writing a love poem
vis-a-vis my age
my looks, my dress code,
my glasses,
my ring-finger, and my black back pack
with less clothes in it
surely they will burst out laughing
if they ask me
perhaps my answer shall be about being lost
not about love
(for how can i afford myself being humiliated in such a public place like this?)
there are Americans on the other side of the cafe
there are lovers kissing each other openly after sipping brewed coffee
x x x
but being about being nothing at all
or perhaps i will tell them
that this world is about to end tonight
buildings crash down to earth
seas growing tongues in their huge mouths
swallowing us all
and that i do not mind
how this world annihilates itself
or when it ends
or even if it ends this split second
like a
wind of your eye
i will not of course
tell them that i am growing tired and unhappy and
discontented
that this feeling of unfairness is a vine to my old body
a snake to my arms
they do not mind it
they will not give a hoot
they shall keep on typing on their keyboards
doing business
people are still frightened
i am funny
i write about love
but i tell them
i am not frightened anymore
when the waves come
when buildings are swallowed
when islands sink
when all the people in the streets scream
when the malls vomit all its customers
the buying public
this crash commercialism of all sorts
softer hair, smoother face etc etc
i sit calmly
and give all of my hands
in a hundred percent
surrender
well,
all of us are dead somehow.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Your Poems About Love Revisited
the first poem that you really find it hard to write
is to write an image which must tell her
that you love her truly from the bottom of your heart, and then
the most beautiful poem comes from her when she admits that she
also loves you with all her heart and soul and mind,
and then the saddest poem
was not written.
it was when everything ended.
the years passed.
and you do not even know
where she is.
it is always the saddest poem,
when you do not know where to find love
anymore.
All corners of the world are looking for it.
They seem not to find it,
and all these corners will only stop writing
and talking and speaking
when love is found
when their hearts are
filled,
when their mouths
cannot utter a word,
because of so much abundance,
bliss, joy, happiness, these shall make
us mute for another hundred years.
for in making love,
words do not have use,
except to call its name again
on the intensity of feeling....love.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Could Have Been An Answer?
it is there
you do not really know why it is there
and it is doing you two things
it is indifferent
you like to touch it and make love with it
it does not know you
and it dislikes you like a food that is inside its mouth
and it wants to
vomit everything
that is the truth
the paradox of your self-proclaimed relationship
to yourself
love hate love hate
you want it to stay but you cannot hold on to it
it gives you
that feeling that this world is unending
but it ends
your world
the moment you mind it
even for a second
do not expect to understand
its wisdom is in not completely understanding it
if you know it well
it can kill you
because it is so sweet and to a certain extent
it becomes your own
poison
you remember it
you want to always remember it
because it makes your heart beat faster like a jumping gazelle
but it you remember it quite long
it becomes sharp as a knife
and starts slicing you heart apart
skin by skin
and so you give it away
set it free like a blue butterfly from your hand
you become so sad
tears are inside your eyes
wanting to burst like a dam of tons of water
raging upon rage itself
you are sad now
in fact sadder than sad
and no one can help you about it
you cannot tell anyone
because shame shames you like a reflection of your face in the mirror
and so you talk to yourself as though it is
another talking shadow beside your
shadow
from the light of the moon
tonight
you want to confront each other
drink lots of hard liqueur
and challenge it
what about dying together
this moment?
this second.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Growing Up In Public
Some people are into the power of power
The absolute corrupting power, that makes great men insane
While some people find their refreshment in action
The manipulation, encroachment and destruction of their inferiors
Growing up in public, growing up in public
Growing up in public, growing up in public with your pants down
Some people are into sadistic pleasures
They whet their desires and drool in your ears
Theyre quasi-effeminate characters in love with oral gratification
They edify your integrities, so they can play on your fears
Theyre gonna do you in public, cause youre growing up in public
Theyre gonna do it to you in public,
cause youre growing up in public with your pants down
Some people think being a man is unmanly
Some people think that the whole concepts a joke
But some people think being a man is the whole point
And then some people wish theyd never awoke
Up from a dream of nightmarish proportions
Down to a size neither regal nor calm
A prince hamlet caught the middle between reason and instinct
Caught in the middle with your pants down again
Caught in the middle, Im really caught in the middle
Im caught in the middle, caught in the middle deciding about you
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Reason Why I Am Here
people.
the reason why i am here, people
is people, satisfied people, looking for more
to tickle their tongues
for more satisfaction, the reason is people,
people who become restless because nothing
seems to make them people anymore,
people who love people
are the reasons for being here
people who miss people
people who question about being people
people who offer answers
they look for the content of the poem as answers
but there is really nothing
contentious about this
a poem simply pleases
puts forth what is in the heart of people
one that teases
and yet cannot be held by the hands
of people
one that slips like a fish in your hands
one that flies away
the moment it hears steps of men
coming on its way
birds are the reasons, fishes are the reasons
the sea, the depths,
the drowning feeling,
the rising and the falling the coming back and forth
of waves, are the reasons,
so many reasons why we are here
at the end
we look at each other, hands akimbo
eyeballs rolling,
without an answer.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Power Of Love
The whispers in the morning
Of lovers sleeping tight
Are rolling like thunder now
As I look in your eyes
I hold on to your body
And feel each move you make
Your voice is warm and tender
A love that I could not forsake
[first chorus]
'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can
Lost is how I'm feeling lying in your arms
When the world outside's too
Much to take
That all ends when I'm with you
Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
Never wonder where I am
'Cause I am always by your side
'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can
[second chorus]
We're heading for something
Somewhere I've never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But I'm ready to learn
Of the power of love
The sound of your heart beating
Made it clear
Suddenly the feeling that I can't go on
Is light years away
'Cause I am your lady
And you are my man
Whenever you reach for me
I'll do all that I can
We're heading for something
Somewhere I've never been
Sometimes I am frightened
But I'm ready to learn
Of the power of love
song performed by by Celine Dion from All The Way... A Decade Of Song
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You Have Lived
You have lived such a gentle life upon this earth
that I am stunned by your sight.
If I could give but a token of the love you have,
then I might not be this lonely tonight.
Let them have their smug and their cool, confined by fashion and peer.
I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere.
I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere.
Oh, there are so few brave one's like you. Need I explain?
Never wondering what to do, what to venture, what to gain.
And, you have loved, in a total way, from flesh to soul.
You speak, without coy without pose.
Your eyes can see that the emperor has lost his clothes.
And what's more, you'll tell the whole world what he stole.
Let them have their fad and their fix, confined by fashion and peer.
I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere.
I love you for your courage in this frightened atmosphere.
song performed by by Don McLean
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Mind Your Own Business
Mind Your Own Business
(Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.)
If the wife and I was fussin', brother that's our right
Me and that ole woman bought a license to fight
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah,mind your own business(Mind your own business)
If youmind your own business, you won't be mindin' mine.
Well, the woman on the party line's a nosey thing
She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah, mind your own business(Mind your own business)
If you mind your own business, you won't be mindin' mine.
--- Instrumental with ad libs ---
Well, I got a little girl that wears her hair up high
The boys all hollar when she walks by
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah, mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Just mind your own business, you wont be mindin' mine.
--- Instrumental with ad libs ---
I may tell a lot of stories that may not be true
But I can get to Heaven just as easy as you
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah, will you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Mind your business, and you won't be mindin' mine.
--- Instrumental with ad libs ---
Now, If I want to honky tonk 'til around two or three
Darlin' that's my headache, don't you worry 'bout me.
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Go on and mind your own business(Mind your own business)
If you're mindin' your business, you won't be mindin' mine.
--- Instrumental---
Mindin' other people's business seems to be high-toned
Well, I got all that I can do just to mind my own
Mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah, mind your own business(Mind your own business)
If you mind your businessmyou won't be mindin' mine.
Dear Lord, If you mind your business, you'll be busy all the time...
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Because We Are In Love
Children
It was more fun to be children
We just took life as it happened
Run thru the days
Don't look behind
Over wink of an eye and it's over
What a surprise to discover
We were people ourselves
What kind of people did we want to be
No answer ever came to me
It didn't sleep at all last night
Mom, I've come to you like yesterday
About today
Mom, I'm afraid
Hon, come and sit by my side
Listen to me
Words come so hard
But what my heart says
I will give you
Because you are in love
Your eyes begin to open
As if you had awaken from a sleep
Because you are in love
You use imagination
And lose your concentration
When someone drops his name
You're back in his arms as always
Your day-dreams work out that way
It's all just a trick you mind plays
The more love grows
The more it says the same
(Same little girl who's frightened)
But I love him so
(Same little girl who's sure)
That she loves him so
(Sees with a woman's vision knows what a woman knows)
Because we are in love
We reach for our tomorrows
And know we won't be lonely
In laughter and in sorrows
Where love abides
There is the place we'll keep our love forever
You and I
Because we are in love
When love abides
There is the place we'll keep our home forever
You and I
Beacuse we are in love
song performed by by Carpenters
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People Like Us
In 1950 when I was born
Papa couldnt afford to buy us much
He said be proud of what you are
Theres something special bout people like us
People like us
(who will answer the telephone)
People like us
(growing as big as a house)
People like us
(gonna make it because)
We dont want freedom
We dont want justice
We just want someone to love.
Someone to love.u
I was called upon in the 3rd grade class
I gave my answer and it caused a fuss
Im not the same as evryone else
And times were hard for people like us
People like us
(who will answer the telephone)
People like us
(growing as big as a house)
People like us
(gonna make it because)
What good is freedom?
God laughs at people like us
I see it coming
Like coming down from above
The clouds roll by and the moon comes up
How long must we live in the heat of the sun
Millions of people are waitin on love
And this is a song about people like us
People like us
(who answe the telephone)
People like us
(growing big as a house)
People like us
(gonna make it because)
We dont want freedom
We dont want justice
We just want someone to love.
Someone to love.
Someone to love.
Someone to love.
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Conversations Of The Heart
the first poem that you really find it hard to write
is to write an image which must tell her
that you love her truly from the bottom of your heart, and then
the most beautiful poem comes from her when she admits that she
also loves you with all her heart and soul and mind,
and then the saddest poem
was not written.
it was when everything ended.
the years passed.
and you do not even know
where she is.
it is always the saddest poem,
when you do not know where to find love again.
you say, not anymore, but
it can be a lie, for how can one live without it?
All corners of the world are looking for it.
They seem not to find it,
and all these corners will only stop writing
and talking and speaking
when love is found
when their hearts are
filled,
when their mouths
cannot utter a word,
because of so much abundance,
bliss, joy, happiness,
all these shall make us mute for another hundred years.
(do we ever reach there?)
honestly in making love, (and be in so much trouble loving,)
words do not have use,
love, you embrace me with so much intensity
all my nerves sing, neurons spark with flints,
i explode, finished.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When The World Ends
When the world ends
Collect your things
Youre coming with me
When the world ends
You tuckle up yourself with me
Watch it as the stars disappear to nothing
The day the world is over
Well be lying in bed
Im gonna rock you like a baby when the cities fall
We will rise as the buildings crumble
Float there and watch it all
Amidst the burning, well be churning
You know, love will be our wings
The passion rises up from the ashes
When the world ends
When the world ends
Youre gonna come with me
Were going to be crazy
Like a river bends
Were going to float
Through the criss cross of the mountains
Watch them fade to nothing
When the world ends
You know thats whats happening now
Im going to be there with you somehow, oh...
Im going to tie you up like a baby in a carriage car
Your legs wont work cause you want me so
You just lie spread to the wall
The love you got is surely
All the love that I would ever need
Im going to take you by my side
And love you tall, til the world ends
Oh, but dont you worry about a thing
No, cause I got you here with me
Dont you worry about a
Just you and me
Floating through the empty, empty
Just you and me
Oh, graces
Oh, grace
Oh, when the world ends
Well be burning one
When the world ends
Well be sweet makin love
Oh, you know when the world ends
Im going to take you aside and say
Lets watch it fade away, fade away
And the worlds done
Ours just begun
Its done
Ours just begun
Were gonna dive into the emptiness
Well be swimming
Im going to walk you through the pathless roads
Im going to take you to the top of the mountain thats no longer there
Im going to take you to bed and love you, I swear
Like the end is here
Im going to take you up to
Im going to take you down on you
Im going to hold you like an angel, angel
Im going to love you
Im going to love you
When the world ends
Im going to hold you
When the world is over
Well just be beginning...
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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The Waves
(jack hues / darren costin / nick feldman)
Working at your job all day
Sends the time spinning away
Watch tv from half past six
Cook, make love and pick up sticks
But you can hear the waves crash on the beach
At night
Books you read can sublimate
Music seems to dissipate
And maybe just a bottle of wine
And a couple of smokes and youll be fine
But you still hear the waves crash on the beach
At night
You can feel the waves crash on the beach
At night
Your lover lies beside you fast asleep
The moonlight falls upon the tears you weep
And you can hear the waves crash on the beach
At night oh at night
So all you really need is love
Love to give, receive above
And then the waves will soothe your heart
Your one true love will never part
True love (is the answer to everything
True love is the answer true love is the thing)
True love (is the answer to everything
True love is the answer true love is the thing)
And we will lie together both asleep
The moonlight will provide the tears we weep
And as we breathe the waves crash on the beach
At night
And as we breathe the waves crash on the beach
At night
song performed by by Wang Chung
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You're There
Saw you again tonight.
Come to think of it, ain't seen you for quite some time.
I don't really know what others think,
Whether you're beautiful or not - whether you need a shrink.
Don't know, don't care,
Cause I'm here and you're there.
You know, it really bothers me, that I don't know,
What you feel about me, what you think when you're alone.
But I must be honest, I love you, and feel the sparks,
And there are so many times I just wanna give you a hug.
Not cause I'm infatuated, far be it. Not with some Hollywood-ingrained meaning,
Don't know what it's called, perhaps the big-brother-you-never-had feeling.
Just want to wrap my arms around you, know that you care,
But I'm standing here, and you're standing there.
I guess I wish that I knew what goes through your mind,
How feelings, boundaries, and lines are defined.
I wish I knew how you felt, if you wished someone would just give you some love,
Wanting nothing in return, just knowing they're accepted is enough.
Never looking for something in return, just wanting you to know they cared,
That they still think of you, when you ain't there.
I know, that people put these assumptions, on such actions,
And to cross the lines often meets with misfortunes.
I don't really want to be romantic, not just yet,
But I want to leave you something, to give you a smile when you hop into bed.
Maybe break you free from the chains that hold you from expressing,
The love I believe so many humans are repressing.
A love that gives so much for so little. A love that can be for anyone,
A love that belongs only to the daring ones.
I push my feeling aside, shake your hand, maybe one day, I'll call my dare,
But tonight, I'm here and you're there
With a distance between, I wish didn't exist,
Stuck in the mire of this growing desire.
To give you a kiss, and tell you, how special, you really is.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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We Write Because....
we write
beyond their frames of reference
we write because we have traveled so well
this journey of life
seemingly without end
so many things to see still
so many places to traverse
rivers to cross
skies to fly our hours
so many bridges of this world
so many black birds dissolving in fading afternoons
so many waves that sing of folding times
so many mountains gummed
so many sorrows and joys
kids begging on the streets
prostitutes strutting their bodies on long and lonely and hungry nights
so many decent men and women nonspeaking their ways
on airport halls
lots of sounds on the malls
sipping silences on private beaches
exclusive hotels
blending colors
mixed scents
intriguing dialogues
colliding bodies
salty sweat
cranky faces
all sorts, all sorts
of intricacies
and idiosyncrasies
a very interesting
world
indeed, indeed!
so many people with their mouths eager to tell
the stories of their lives
i walk, i listen, i keep my mouth shut
i write
we write because there are people who want their stories to be written
we are all ears now,
and fingers too
must you ask me when shall i stop?
let them all shut up.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Maybe I'm crazy
I am not Emo
I’m not a Goth
I’m perfectly normal
But I know what it feels to be lost
Stuck in the crowd
Can’t hear a sound
Feels like I’m pushed back in the distance
Can’t come out
Do people see?
Do they believe?
Or am I just crazy from being lonely?
The words burst from my lips as I scream
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
Am I forgotten? Am I just crazy?
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
Somebody hear me
Somebody save me
I check my phone, nobody calls
I can’t help, but feeling so forgot
I put on a show, nobody knows
Where did all the people I used to love, go?
I see a face, forgot its name
But they don’t seem to recognize me, anyway
All of my friends are with somebody else
And now I’m sitting here all by myself
(All by myself)
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(But the people, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, don’t know about me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I just lost, maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Or am I just crazy?
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh maybe)
I took a chance, got sick of the burn
There’s no need of me, to feel so undeserved
People walk by, I try to say hi
But they even try to talk to me, why?
Is it my face? Is it my name?
Or am I just overreacting, and going insane?
I know they see me, I know they see me
So why are they leaving?
Why did they leave me?
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(People around me, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, don’t know about me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I? , maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody please save me)
Or am I just crazy?
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh just maybe)
Live life they say, it’s the only you’ve got
But how can you live? How can you give?
If there’s nothing you’ve got
Well I’ve got myself, and I’ve got my dreams
But I guess I’ll just have to live them separately
Stuck in the shadow, I need someone else
How can I get them to notice me, so I won’t be by myself?
Do you hear?
Do you see?
Or am I just another nobody, who has nothing? (nothing)
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(People around me, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, they don’t know me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I just lost, maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Or am I just crazy?
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh maybe just maybe)
When I cry, I only cry to myself
I’m alone; I wish I had somebody else
Oh
When I cry, I only cry to myself
I’m alone; I wish I had somebody else
Oh
When I cry, I only cry to myself
I’m alone; I wish I had somebody else
The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(People around me, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, they don’t know me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I just lost, maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Or am I just crazy?
(Am I crazy?)
Or am I just crazy?
(Maybe, oh maybe)
Just maybe
Maybe I’m crazy
(Save me)
Maybe I’m crazy
(Don’t forget me)
Maybe I’m crazy
(Don’t go baby no)
Maybe I’m crazy
Just maybe
Maybe
poem by Sugar Bear
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End Of The World....
i'm not concerned about the end of the world...
for me the world ends every day that we're
still fighting wars, that children around the world
go to bed hungry, that families are left homeless,
that men and women cant find jobs, that people
are denied justice and equality, that children cant
afford to go to school, that old people cant get
medical care, enough to eat, or a place to live...
that lonely people cant find love.... and that nobody
seems to give a damn!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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What's In It For Me?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE HAVE TIME FOR TWITTER AND FACEBOOK, BUT NONE FOR THEMSELVES OR OTHERS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE HAVE A HUNDRED 'FRIENDS' ON FACEBOOK,
BUT NOT EVEN TEN IN REAL LIFE
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE EMOTE WITH EMOTICONS BUT NOT WITH THEIR FACES,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE PREFER TO WRITE 'LOL' RATHER THAN ACTUALLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LOVE THEIR COMPUTER MORE THAN THEIR FRIENDS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LIVE THEIR LIVES MORE ONLINE THAN OFF IT,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE CAN SPOT THE ERROR IN SOMEONE'S TYPING BUT CANNOT SPOT A TEAR IN A FRIEND'S EYE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE CAN GROW ANY CROP ONLINE BUT CANNOT EVEN PICK UP A SPADE IN REAL LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE RELISH THE FOOD AT MCDONALDS AND DOMINOS, BUT CRIB OVER HOME COOKED FOOD,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE ARE READY TO KILL FOR A FEW SHREDS OF PAPER,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE KILL IN THE NAME OF RELIGION,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE A MAN IS READY TO KILL HIS BROTHER OVER PROPERTY AND MONEY,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE VALUE OF MONEY IS MORE THAN THE VALUE OF LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE LIVING A LIFE IS TOUGHER THAN KILLING A LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE IT'S EASIER TO EARN MONEY BY CHEATING THAN BY WORKING HONESTLY,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE VALUE OF A GIFT IS THROUGH ITS PRICE AND NOT ITS EMOTIONS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE MEASURE OF A MAN IS THROUGH HIS CAR AND HOUSE RATHER THAN HIS CHARACTER,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LOVE THEIR POSSESSIONS MORE THAN THEIR FRIENDS AND PARENTS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THINGS ARE LOVED AND PEOPLE ARE USED,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE DO ANYTHING FOR A BETTER PAY BUT NOTHING FOR A BETTER CONSCIENCE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD IS BAD AND I KNOW THAT BUT SILL IF I WIN THIS WORLD,
WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
poem by Deepak Hariharan
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Talkin Talkin
Talking, talking
It doesnt really matter
If you know my name
It doesnt really matter
If you see things the same
As I do
It doesnt even matter
If Im tied and tense
It doesnt even matter
If Im still making sense
Over you
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Cos Im only talking, talking
Talking, talking
It doesnt matter
What the people
All around you say
Be careful how
You listen
They dont know you
The way that I do
And if you wanna
Talk about it baby
Thats alright
Its better if I say it
Than to sit down
And write it to you
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Cos Im only talking, talking
It can be that
Youre here with me
When Im standing out
On my own
The words of love
That you gage
When we were alone
It doesnt matter
If you want to
Rock and roll all night
I know youre gonna
Be there when the
Feeling is right
The feeling is right
The feeling is right
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
Im just talking, talking
Talkin, talking
You know Im just
Talking, talking, talking, talking
song performed by by Moody Blues
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Brothers
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Here we are
Late in the hours that start another day
Here am i
Skirting around what I really want to say
Brothers
Well they hold a place in your heart
Theyre something apart
But then...
Lovers...
Well thats a different thing to talk about
All this world
You know Id give you my love - if there were more
But these words
Cover the roads that weve walked so long before
Thats another feeling
Thats a different story
When weve really nowhere to start
Thats another feeling
Thats another place in your heart - when I say brothers
Weve got really nowhere to start
Thats another feeling
Thats a different story
Theyre simply just two worlds apart
Thats another feeling
Thats another place in my heart - when I say brothers
When ever we two get talking about love
It always ends up
Ends up in tears
I would have thought by now youd know me
So please stop cryin
And wasting those tears
song performed by by Kim Wilde
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Growing Pain
Im a battleship, frozen by my mothers anger,
Anchored in the north pole sea.
Im a sphinx, stamped on the hilton poster,
Hoping to see the desert.
Im a woman without country or state.
Opening her head to the universe,
Hundred thousand people in me.
Evry day theyre growing,
Evry day theyre feeling.
Hes an infant, blinded from his mothers sorrow,
Crawling in the bleeding sky.
Hes a building, floating in spring air,
Hoping to open his windows.
Hes a man, bound on earth soil,
Reaching his hands to the universe,
Hundred thousand people in him.
Evry day theyre feeling,
Evry day theyre growing.
Growing pain, growing joy,
Growing pain, growing joy.
Growing together, reaching each other.
Growing pain, growing joy,
Growing pain, growing joy.
Growing together, reaching each other.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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