Inviolable Social Institution
it is this inviolable
social institution where
a kitten
has learned to sleep
with the puppy
without too much
strain
in their loneliness
they have learned to accept
that differences
do not matter
when love fails however
they invoke
the power of the law
eventually, one becomes
the lawbreaker
while the other one
enjoys the sweet fruits
of alimony
one becomes free
and shouts his newly acquired freedom
the other too
if you only know
does the same
in another place another party.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Learned...
from being homeless,
i learned the value of home!
from being hungry,
i learned the value of being fed.
from being sick,
i learned the value of health.
from being left alone,
i learned the value of love.
from being confined in a cell,
i learned the value of freedom.
from being persecuted,
i learned the value of human rights.
from being an infidel,
i learned to see the face of god...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I've learned
Ive learned that to love someone doesnt have to involve pain,
Ive learned that to have a friend you must be a friend first,
Ive learned that in time youll see your mistakes and learn from them,
Ive learned that to be alone sometimes is the best thing for you,
Ive learned that in order to love a person you must feel loved,
Ive learned that if your wrong admit it or youll never forgive yourself,
Ive learned that your first love will be a part of you and you may never forget,
Ive learned that in order to move on you must fix what was first wrong,
Ive learned that if you ever mess up, you can always start over again,
Ive learned that to be 'cool' doesnt involve pressure,
Ive learned to accept what I have and be happy,
Ive learned that people will come and go so tell the ones you love how you feel,
Ive learned that to respect yourself you must respect others,
Ive learned that your actions always involve consequences whether it be good or bad,
Ive learned that priceless words can mean the world to someone,
Ive learned that sometimes being silent is the best solution,
Ive learned to expect the unexpected,
Ive learned that healing a broken heart involves tears and pain,
Ive learned to see the world in the eyes of others,
And Ive learned that each new day is a day to touch a life.
poem by Carly Almonde
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The Sound Of Wings.....
from the bars of the cell,
i learned freedom from the body.
from the underside of the bridge,
i learned home has not a house.
from forty years of working,
i learned the bitterness of the slave.
from the political lies,
i learned that truth cant be bought.
from the books i read,
i learned to reason and question.
from the heroin needle,
i learned the value of life.
from love lost,
i learned how to love.
from doubt i learned seeking,
in seeking i found god to be more.
from the scars on my heart,
i learned to be a man.
from battles fought and lost,
i learned the need for peace.
from discrimination i learned equality,
from anger i learned forgiveness.
from the mirror i learned responsibility...
from the bars of the cell,
i learned the sound of wings!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Puppy and kitten
I had been with a kitten,
With whose love I was smitten.
Warmth wafted us between.
She left after a good innings.
I had been with a puppy,
In whose company too I was happy.
Currents flowed between us.
I left her in the beginning of the innings.
One day I had a vivid dream,
Wherein came the puppy before my avid eyes,
Wagging, her head under my cares.
The puppy, not the kitten, I rules.
The one who is in your stream
will only come in your dream.
29.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Lonely Bird and I
my little bird
is still in its cage
for years
i never hear it tweet
a happy song
i know it has kept
that song for years
but i never ask
it to sing it for me
i like to set it free
but it has learned
to love its solitude
in the cage
birds from the fields
on early mornings
seduce it to come out
and fly with them
but it is loyal to my
company
i have not asked it
about any desire for
freedom
sometimes i tell it
something about the
blue sky and the
fresh wind
and the beauty of some
far places
that i have been
to
there were many times
when i left it alone
and when i come back
it does not say anything
about loneliness
at all
when i think that it must
be dead
it stretches its wings
rebutting my theory
that it is possibly
a dead resurrected
for indeed it is alive
and in loneliness
have learned to thrive
it taunts me sometimes
that we have so many things
in common
but it kept things the
way they should be
always in secrecy
always with self-respect
about our own self-inflicted
choices
about our honest acceptance
of who we are
and of what have we become
you ask me about loneliness
and i have all the answers
but try asking my bird about it
it still remains in its chosen
field of
dignified silence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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About Survival And Life
There are so many things I have learned,
About survival and life and healing from pain.
I've learned that those who ignore,
Others doing their best to painfully survive...
Will eventually learn a few lessons themselves.
And for some who shun others as an expectation,
Especially those...
Unaccustomed to being shunned themselves,
The pain to them that comes will be incredible.
Although...
An adjustment aided by one's hindsight often helps.
Allowing lessons as lessons are to be taught and learned,
No matter how difficult the acceptance is....
To provide just the right amount of significant influence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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First Year University Expereinces
I learned why it is not wise to skip class often
I learned that skipping homework in university is not the same as skipping homework in high school
I learned what it feels like to be awake for over 2 days
I learned how to smoke pot from a bong
I learned how to compose an essay the day before it's due
I learned that the Freshman 15 is no joke
I learned how to do laundry
I learned to pretend to be happy
I learned to multitask
I learned to be more sociable
I learned why my parents and teachers warned me about the difficulty of university
I learned that failing is expensive
I learned small things, like freshly washed bed sheets, make me happy
I learned to lie
I learned how expensive alcohol is
I learned what it feels like to be a failure
I type this rant while skipping my business ethics class as I further delay the composition of my psychology term paper
poem by Michelle Cow
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Expected As A Practiced Custom
When people accept and believe,
It is okay for them to lie...
They will approve of all,
And everything else they do...
Without showing any remorse.
And of course today why should they?
Especially when what has been done,
Is expected as a practiced custom...
That reflects a learned and social tradition,
No matter whose lives are affected by disrespect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Epiphany, Dead Man Walking
i learned to walk again,
the day you drove away
and left me standing in the drive...
i learned to see again,
staring at old photographs
in a book hid away.
i learned to think again,
thinking, and rethinking
every move and every action.
i learned to feel again,
struck dumb with waves of sorrow,
with blood on my lips.
i learned to cry again,
in the dark and sleepless night,
when no one else could see.
i learned to fight again,
pushed back against the wall
with nothing left to lose.
i learned to pray again,
to a God that doesnt answer,
from the gates of hell.
i learned to dream again,
violent shaking nightmares,
waking up to a cold sweat.
i learned to love again
to cherish every moment,
every touch forgotten.
i learned to walk again,
and walked off into the sunset
with our hearts in my hands.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Alimony
(r. l. jones/w. young/r. higginbotham)
(c) - (f) - (g)
(c) look at this one, look at that one
Tell me do they look like me
All my (f) friends said, dont you worry
Said theyll testify for (c) me
Well, I (g) wonder which of (f) my friends had it in for (c) me
Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me
I dont (f) want six extra children
When aint but two that look like (c) me
Please, have (g) mercy, judge your (f)honor
Alimony is killing (c) me
Please, have mercy, judge your honor
Im as poor as I can be
Aint had money in my pockets
Since way back in fifty three
Cant you cut down all my payment ?
Alimony is killing me
Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me
Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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What I Learned Today
What I learned today is that there will be a tomorrow,
what I learned today is the truth is full of pain and sorrow.
What I learned yesterday is people make mistakes,
what I learned yesterday is I will do whatever it takes.
What I learned Saturday when i watched you leave I take back
what I said, what I learned Saturday is when we fought i dread.
What I learned now is that part of my heart is gone,
what I learned now is you will no longer wake me up at dawn.
It is quiet with out you,
I feel I have many things to do.
poem by Angelina Sabia
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348
so you have proclaimed freedom
you have said it all: no food, no shelter, no clothing, no nothing
except freedom
just the feel of being free and being freed from everything
naked, and homeless, and hungry,
and then so
unfree.....
freedom, what is freedom, there is more to be learned
there is more to be done
there is more to be responsible about it
this freedom from need, from want, from being so ignorant
and shackled with that limitless desire to be free from feelings
without the mind?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Freedom? You Want To Be Free?
so you have proclaimed freedom
you have said it all: no food, no shelter, no clothing, no nothing
except freedom
just the feel of being free and being freed from everything
naked, and homeless, and hungry,
and then so
unfree.....
freedom, what is freedom, there is more to be learned
there is more to be done
there is more to be responsible about it
this freedom from need, from want, from being so ignorant
and shackled with that limitless desire to be free from feelings
without the mind?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Returning Menace
Though the cancer has returned, so much from God I’ve learned,
Not from the reading of His Truth, but, my life is His living proof,
Of my Lord’s Power and Grace, granting strength place to place,
Going through every trial and test, in the Lord Jesus I found rest,
Rest which only God could give, as through that trial I would live.
I learned, in God, just how I can, put my trust In God, even when,
Life situations turn for the worst, when I look to Christ Jesus first,
Especially when days were dark, God’s Grace always left a mark,
Sustaining me in grace and power, even through the darkest hour,
This as God proved in my life, a sustaining power of Jesus Christ.
In spite of cancer I’ve had health, which provides a greater wealth,
Far exceeding temporal prosperity, with gain acquired for eternity,
As His Grace is more than rife, working out His Purpose in my life,
Using my life just as God wills, while His Purpose The Lord fulfills,
And my cancer isn’t the story, but, God’s Grace, Power and Glory.
So, as my path again has turned, I will lean upon what I’ve learned,
My total health may not be restored, but, I’ll always have The Lord,
Who, as He helps me understand, guides me with His gentle Hand,
In things I cannot comprehend, as my present life draws to an end,
With ahead a glorious destiny, when with Christ, I step into Eternity.
(Copyright ©12/2011)
When You Have Done Your Best
when you have done your best
and they all begin to like
your art
your ways and what you want to become
when they also want to become like you
when you tell them now where to go
and what to do
when they are now at home with themselves
in their own chosen climates and houses
when they have understood their fears
and learned to live with their longings
when they have learned the power
of laughter
when they have learned to dream
when they have learned
how to talk to a tree,
it is time for you to go
you have freed them all from their shackles
you have taught them how to fish
it is time for you to go
your presence has become useless
it is now time to go
human reconstructor.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I saw you and I learned this
I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,
Now where would I go from here?
I will die in your arms
I saw you and I learned this,
My eyes, your dreams
My heart, your memories
Oh, what is there of mine?
Everything is yours
My life is yours, my breath is yours
In my eyes came your tears
All of my woes began to smile
I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,
Now where would I go from here?
I will die in your arms
I saw you and I learned this,
This heart doesn't seem like anything
What do I say, what do I do?
Yes, in front of me
You stay seated
I will keep on looking at you
You called out, look I came
What vow is bigger than love?
I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,
I saw you and I learned this,
That love is crazy,
Now where would I go from here?
I will die in your arms
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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I Have Learned
I had been told 'never' to say never.
And for as long as I lived,
I will learn a 'never' said will return.
And I found that to be true.
I have learned to focus and remain conscious.
Never to keep repeating the same mistakes.
I have learned,
The giving of oneself...
Opens the door to heartache.
I have learned,
Forgiveness for some...
Means a forgetting for them to what they've done.
I have learned,
A revolving door...
Revolves not solve solutions.
I have learned,
A no does not mean yes...
To a depleting of my happiness.
I have learned,
Never to allow my peace of mind...
To be plucked by anyone wishing to get on my nerves.
I have learned,
THAT!
And 'that' aint gon' happen no mo'!
Never.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What I Learned From Loving You
Sometimes I still think of you
Love thats gone by and the things that I do.
Time heals hearts, so they all say
Passing of years slowly pulls the pain away
Oh, theres still a little tenderness
Left in everything I do
Its what I learned from loving you.
Its what I learned from loving you.
Times have changed, I have changed too
Even my eyes turned a deeper shade of blue
I guess its all that crying we went through
Its what I learned from loving you.
Its what I learned from loving you.
Well, I had too much to learn
To hold on to someone like you
It took losing you to make me see
The man you needed me to be.
I dont cry though were apart
And some day soon someone else
Will need this heart
Oh, next time Im gonna know
When a love is true
Its what I learned from loving you.
Its what I learned from loving you...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Metastases
sonnet #5
metastasis
i have become a thief of the night, stealing precious hours;
that hated word, metastasis, which makes soon become now,
so easy to hate when i need mostly to love somehow.
do not mourn my passing or miss the friendship that is ours,
grass is still green though we stand in a desert bleak and bare.
around me ghosts listen, my words glint only as fool’s gold;
with the depth of a blind man’s gaze i see i’ll not get old,
we earn what we get and nothing comes for free – wisdom rare!
there’s a great deal i can change, even more that i cannot;
i’ve learned to live with pain, fatigue replacing energy,
i’ve learned to accept if with sorrow, those who have left me;
why count the cost of lost dreams, discarded hopes – i dare not!
the friends who remain teach me to accept my death with grace,
their love and their caring will guide me to a kind safe place: -)
DHS 12/2010
poem by Derrick Hubert Schnabel
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With An Acceptance To Acknowledge
Early in my life,
I learned to navigate.
And appreciate what I initiated.
Mistakes I have made.
And not one did I excuse.
I admit I have a low tolerance for weepers.
Perhaps I understand them too much.
I have yet to witness the sharing of sorrows,
Mend anything to become productive.
Early in my life,
I learned to navigate.
And appreciate what I initiated.
But the loneliness of doing that alone,
I abandoned to socialize with others.
Needless to say...
Some lessons learned should never be abandoned.
Early in my life,
I learned to navigate.
And appreciate what I initiated.
With an acceptance to acknowledge,
Some lessons learned should never be abandoned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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