Knowing You My Dear
you stand there
motionless staring at the calmness
of the pond
you seldom take the first move
neither do you speak
there is the mystery of
first meetings
something falls from your hand
the one that you have been grasping for years
you finally made the scream
that now bears your
real name
welcome my dear
to the truthful world of funny selves
even the maggots who are seriously feeding
on the carcass of a pig
had taken time
to have a laugh at you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Dying Request
There's a time for everything
A time to laugh, a time to cry
A time for silence and a time to scream
Atime to live and love and a time to die
And now for me it's that time atlast
It's here finally, it's time to be done
Its all at an end, my life has passed
And I've found my sellf staring down the barrell of a gun
There's a time to strive, but now's the time to rest
I'm ready and willing and going out with a bang
Don't forget me soon, was my dying request
As I pulled the trigger and the gunshot rang.
Take A Stand
I see you hide
Do you have pride
Afraid to share what's inside
you've been walked right by
a real nice guy
overlooked and shoved aside
can't hear your voice back in the crowd
move up fornt and shout out loud !
take a stand !
take a stand, say what you feel
be who you want, but be for real!
voice your opinion,
don't jsut sit still
speak your mind at your free will
take a stand !
stand your ground
don't let the world push you around
take a stand !
stand your ground
don't let the world push you around !
song performed by by Youth Of Today
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Hold Her In Your Hand
You got to walk a little slower when youre with her
Take the time to be tender, thats the plan
You got to stand a little taller while her world falls to pieces
Only then can you hold her in your hand
You got to live for every moment that she gives you
Make the one in a million understand
You got to stand a little taller while her world falls to pieces
Only then can you hold her in your hand
Now too many faces have come down between us
And I was the fool to be
And I cant deny you the wide open spaces
As long as she stops loving me
You got to stand a little closer when you hold her
Make her feel like a woman , understand
You got to stand a little taller while her world falls to pieces
Only then can you hold her in your hand
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Water so Deep and Profound
Water so sinuous and devious,
And as mystifying as you.
Water is always hiding its true self,
Never in one form.
Water can be the shimmer,
Reflecting off the light of the pond,
Making the pond seem magnificent.
Water can be the rushing sound,
As it escapes the secretive pond,
And runes down into the vast ocean,
Seeking adventure and unfound dreams.
Water can be the feeling of calmness,
As it sits there, overlooking the pond,
With wonder and seeing how it made it what it is.
Water so supple and wondrous,
The pond is born from the water.
Water so deep and profound,
Just like you,
The pond so incomplete without water,
Just like your family.
poem by Music Galore
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Its Funny
It’s funny how you break me down
And yet I’m still there waiting
How you yell and scream
And I’m still there trying.
Its funny how you get away
With the crap you do.
Well I’m not laughing
Because it’s just
Sad that you manipulate
Me the way you do.
Make me feel guilty
When I try to express myself!
It’s funny how you have
So much control over MY world,
And how push my buttons and
I refrain from do anything at all.
Its funny how play your cards,
Thinking I’d never leave.
Well no ones laughing anymore
Everyone can now see
You will no longer have control
Over me! No longer be the cause
Of my tears, no longer tell me what to do.
It’s funny, the way you’re
Looking at me all pathetic,
It’s funny the way I tipped the
Tables. Yes I’m laughing now,
I can finally fly and have no worries.
Your reign is done, the moments
Are gone, I think its funny that now
You’ll suffer what I have for many months.
poem by Megan Bullington
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The Palmed Heart
I knocked on the door of her soul
peered into its window
tried to see her there at the table
where she sits each day;
I listened for her heart beats
tried to divine her secret place
her mystery needs.
But no;
my trek and voyeurism
came to naught;
she kept all her secrets in her pillow keep
and I had at last
to knock her door
and wait for her to turn the lock
peer out
and ask
'Hi, do I know you? '
She did not; but my eyes had fixed her
many times
and she knew them, their gaze.
She looked at me-
looked at my eyes-
beginning to slowly recognize
they had sought her many times.
I hoped they could speak for me
that they could communicate what words could not convey.
But, I could only stand there and allow proximity
to inveigh what I could not, make my silence speak;
place my soul in the palm of my hand
for long seconds
while she looked and looked
a puzzle-stranger at her door.
She finally said.
'Come in, have something to drink; I have made some tea.
I think she recognized me finally
as someone who from afar
had given her their heart
and she was kind enough
not to slam the door
on it
and I.
It was not love
but kindness here
but that dear reader
is what allows True Love in the door
and she did.
And that was the main thing I needed to know about her
and that was what made me love her.
first from afar
and now
up close.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Funny, But Not So Funny
Funny am I
How at this point of my life
That I'll ever see such as these
That people find it humorous
Of which I don't, at least, not as much
To live a life of folly.
Funny is it
How this world evolve with things
Looking real when everyone knows
That it isn't all there is to it
Wanting 'em with their life at stake
Wishing like nothing in carelessness.
Funny, but not so funny
For people could think as such
Like no one will know of it;
For people could do as such
Like there is no a payback for it;
Funny, but not so funny.
Funny, but not so funny
When such a time comes
As the world evolves
So is what have been sown
May not be at your lifetime
But to the lives of the generation to come.
Funny, but not so funny
When given a time to live
But only not many have the thought of it
Living a life just to get by
Is not what accounted for
But living under the will of God.
Funny, but not so funny... at least, not just yet.
poem by Mary Louise Mann Gabumpa
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Children
welcome dear heart of the few, who lives and
drink through out the ages, the race that guide
every phase of the earth, renew and subdue, all
what the world can give
as you go, seldom I hear your sweet yawn! The
little tiger as it cried, the laugh that makes all
smile, the smooth and shinny skin makes the
whole morning bright, the small finger that move
slowly, of which stroll our way so easy, all is a
miniature of what our lives so funny and happy
now the endless ages has gone, you become
one, in the universe, where everyone have to
stand, the wonderful echo of call, I hear it before
and now have come to talk with me on the sand I
want to land
the children of today, wake your own senses, its
you who should lead the way, the you, the I, the
we that will brings unity in the day to come, where
only the children of today has brought reality of
this world we stay
come as you run, the smile the cheer, the
laugh and the fancy joke, to the wonderland are
gone and diminish, be alert the world is so
slippery and the pathway is so dark, lou! the star
above now it shows, for the guiding star always
look below and the eyes that see find it easy, for
the way of the children lives in every pupil
everyone can see
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Move
Fantasies of love for years I've had.
I've made my move it makes me glad.
I finally feel I'm getting there.
Having you close with hope in hand.
I hope it's yes or I'll be sad.
I gave my heart to try and start.
The perfect love that never parts.
We're ideal mates it is our fate.
So take my words and don't berate.
What we feerl because it's real.
To run away is a cruel ordeal.
I made my move I hope it's smooth.
Don't fight it now or we'll both lose.
The grateful fate that we should choose.
poem by Michael McParland
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Scream
Scream
Scream at the world
For all your pain
For all your worries
For all that you lost
For all that you gained
Scream
Scream at the world
Wipe your tears away
Listen to it echo
Feel the stress
Melt away
Scream
Scream at the world
For loves found
And loves lost
For every feeling
That gets jumbled up
Scream
Scream at the world
For your horrible day
For the things that they say
For everything that
Drags you down
Scream
Scream at the world
Then let it fade away
Tomorrow's a new day
Today is a memory
No one knows what' ll happen
Scream
Scream at the world
Then look ahead
Never back
Life moves
One day at a time
poem by Autumn Winds
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See Me In The Mirror
Do you see me standing here,
locked up inside your mirror?
I watch you every day,
standing here inside your mirror.
Why can’t you look over here
at your mirror and see me floating,
waiting to be heard.
I talk to you for hours but
you never hear.
Your mirror keeps me bound
here, unable to touch, stuck in here.
I see you look around nervously,
as if you can sense my presence in here.
I shout, I stomp, I scream and yell.
You turn, quickly, to your mirror.
Your eyes widen with fear.
No! , I yell as you turn away.
Please don’t leave me alone in here.
It’s cold and lonely, please speak to me.
Your shoulders stiffen and
then relax outside your mirror.
Finally, you look at me and speak.
You ask me why I’m here and stay.
I tell you I don’t know.
I’m just stuck standing in your mirror.
You poor thing, you say, feeling sorry for me.
It’s alright, I say, you’ve kept me company all day.
You come closer and stand nearer to your mirror.
You raise your hand to the glass, and I raise mine.
A vibrant burst of beautiful light emanates from your mirror.
Real. I feel your hand touch mine.
I feel the roughness and the smoothness.
Free at last, I am finally real, to come and go as I feel.
To touch and be touched, and to give and take.
I kiss your cheeks and your mouth.
Thank you, I tell your shocked face.
Your rough hands cup my shocked face.
You return my hesitant kisses with your assured ones.
You are mine, girl in the mirror, you tell me.
I am yours, boy outside the mirror, I tell you.
Finally we are together.
poem by Brooke Harris
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Clown In Waiting
Everyone has a funny story
that has happen to them.
I have quite a few
which makes me a clown in waiting.
At the time they were not funny,
however looking back now
the embarrassment has gone
and years have passed.
You think why did I do that?
It was probably immaturity
or being over zealous
that those silly mistakes were made.
Now as you sit down with friends
and talk about years gone by.
You recall these funny stories,
giving everyone a damn good laugh.
You smile to yourself,
hoping you don’t make mistakes like that again.
You know you will
as you are a clown in waiting.
23 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Comedian Joel Marks
Comedian Joel Marks
Joel Marks was born in D.C.
does a standup act with funny Jewish comedy.
He traveled across the country for all to see,
with National Acts, more than three.
He did 22 shows, but no more,
he misses the shows, maybe some more are in store.
His mother finally saw his act before she passed,
she thought he was funny, he made her laugh.
Joel did a prank when he was young,
he dressed up like a girl, he had a lot of fun.
He wanted to get into his sister's fraternity,
he says 'My parents knew and liked the pictures of me'.
Of course Joel does a funny Jewish act,
he’s not a cross dresser, that’s a fact.
Joel also drives a very fast car,
like his career it has gone quite far.
I wish your more success in the coming years,
making people laugh and bringing them to tears.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on November 3,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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In The Waiting Line
Wait in line
'Till your time
Ticking clock
Everyone stop
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you see
There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe in
What you see
Nine to five
Living lies
Everyday
Stealing time
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you feel
It doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see
Ah and I'll shout and I'll scream
But I'd rather not have seen
And I'll hide away for another day
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe
In what you see
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's taking everything they can
Everything they can
song performed by by Zero 7
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Comedian Joel Marks
Comedian Joel Marks
Joel Marks was born in D.C.
does a standup act with funny Jewish comedy.
He traveled across the country for all to see,
with National Acts, more than three.
He did 22 shows, but no more,
he misses the shows, maybe some more are in store.
His mother finally saw his act before she passed,
she thought he was funny, he made her laugh.
Joel did a prank when he was young,
he dressed up like a girl, he had a lot of fun.
He wanted to get into his sister's fraternity,
he says 'My parents knew and liked the pictures of me'.
Of course Joel does a funny Jewish act,
he's not a cross dresser, that's a fact.
Joel also drives a very fast car,
like his career it has gone quite far.
I wish your more success in the coming years,
making people laugh and bringing them to tears.
By Suzae Chevalier on November 3,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Real man
I am a real man
I am real
This world where I am
Is real
In this real world
I am living
This world will not die
This world will not perish
How can I perish
I am made out of this real world
Here there is only truth
And I am truthful
As in ice there is water
In gold ornaments there is gold
In clay-pots there is clay
In iron-weapons there is iron
Look like the world I am strong.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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3-d
Look at me, I appear in the night
Look at me, Im made up of lights
Look at me, I am really a sight
A sight to behold
To hold with your eyes
Look at me, I can move like you
Look at me, I can zoom in on you
Look at me, I can...and scream
I can make you laugh, I can make you scream
3-d, the more you look
The more youll see
3-d, the more you
The closer Ill see you
Look at me, Im out of control
Look at me
You can look down my throat
Look at me, but cant out just me
Im mind, Im matter on the video screen
Look at me, ooh, the reds and greens
Look at me, all the colors so real
Look at me, Ill make you laugh
And Ill make you scream
Im mind, Im matter on the video screen
3-d, the more you look
The more youll see
3-d, the more you
The closer Ill see you
I like what I see
I feel good about me
Youll like what you see
Youll like what you see youll like what you see youll like what you see youll like what you see
Well its in 3-d
3-d, the more you look
The more youll see
3-d, the more you look
The more youll see
3-d, the more you look
The more youll see
3-d, the more you look
The closer Ill see you
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Onward To The Next Journey
in that dream
you stared at me as though i am the most
guilty party
that i owe you a lot of explanations
and that i must repay
and give you back
what i had taken
i felt so abused
we danced the tango together
and we made the right steps
if we fell on the dancing floor
it was because
the lights went off
and we did not know about it
you know how i held your hand
it was tight
i was afraid to lose you
when the lights went on
and it was quite long
you were already taken away from me
i did not know who
i thought it was your decision
until you came inside my dream and
told me
i was not so strong and let you go
i have set the years free
i am now outside the prison of my younger years
the tree had borne so many fruits
there is no regret at all if it died at the wrong time
i have no dreams
and i have accepted what those years have given me
until you come again
when my arms are frail when my hands are closed
it is funny
fate is funny, let us just laugh at it
meanwhile i am ready for the next journey
it is not a dream, let us see.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Real Man
When I was a child
I thought as a child
I spoke as a child
I didnt know better
But now Im a man
I look like a man
Im old as a man
And I should know better
Got my head in the sky
And my mind knows what it wants
But my body just drags me down
And my world is something you cant see
But its still very real to me
You can find it in the hole where I keep my soul
There it is - way down inside me
Theres a real man
Forget about my body and be a real man
I see with my heart
I hear with my heart
I feel with my heart
Sometimes it works better
And some so-called friends put me down
And they pity me for trying
Bad emotions push me around
But the vision shines on and on
It will shine when we all are gone
And Id like to add a little sparkle while Im here
Light it up - way down inside me
Theres a real man
Forget about bad feelings and be a real man
Some mens world is only hate and money
Afraid of everything and they laugh at nothing
And they only live to criticize
You can laugh at me now [ha ha ha]
But the time comes to everybody
When you must decide
When that day finally comes along
You might wish youd been a little more strong
Then youll wake up in the morning cryin
Oh my god
There it is - way down inside me
Its a real man
You got to grow up sometime
Be a real man
Suffer them slings and arrows
Be a real man
Now be a real man
Dont sell yourself for nothing
Be a real man
Dont take no crap from no one
Be a real man
Get your trip together
Be a real man
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Shes A Mystery To Me
(david evans, paul hewson)
Darkness falls & she will take me by the hand
Take me to some twilight land
Where all but love is grey
Where time just slips away
Without her as my guide
Night falls Im cast beneath her spell
Daylight comes our heavens torn to hell
Am I left to burn
And burn eternally
Shes a mystery to me
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
In the night of love words tangled in her hair
Words soon to disappear
A love so sharp it cuts like switchblade to my heart
Words tearing me apart
She tears again my bleeding heart
I want to run shes pulling me apart
Fallen angel cries
Then I just melt away
Shes a mystery to me
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
Haunted by her side the darkness in her eyes
But that so enslaves me
If my love is blind then I dont want to see
Shes a mystery to me
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
Shes a mystery girl
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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