Morning Breaking
morning breaking
on a promising day
without rain
hardheaded stars
still hanging
on the horizon
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bright Morning Stars
(traditional)
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Oh, where are our dear mothers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
They are down in the valley praying,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Oh where are our dear fathers,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
They have gone to heaven shouting,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
Bright morning stars are rising,
Day is a-breaking in my soul.
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Fulfillment Of Dreams
we have each other still
the rain stops
the flowers bloom
the skies clear
the sun popping up
on the promising horizon
we have a house
a kid
a dog that waggles its tail
and laps our legs
we have a car
we have poetry
we have our own movie time
we have a night together
at the veranda by the sea
we watch the stars
and the moon
we hold each other's hands
we kiss and then we embrace....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Breaking The Law
There I was completely wasting, out of work and down
All inside its so frustrating as I drift from town to town
Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die
So I might as well begin to put some action in my life
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
So much for the golden future, I cant even start
Ive had every promise broken, theres anger in my heart
You dont know what its like, you dont have a clue
If you did youd find yourselves doing the same thing too
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
You dont know what its like
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law
song performed by by Judas Priest
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February Stars
I'm hanging on
Here until I'm gone
I'm right where I belong
Just hanging on
Even though
I watched you come and go
How was I to know
You'd steal the show?
One day I'll have enough to gamble
I'll wait to hear your final call
And bet it all
I'm hanging on
Here until I'm gone
I'm right where I belong
Just hanging on
Even though
I pass this time alone
Somewhere so unknown
It heals the soul
You ask for walls
I'll build them higher
We'll lie in shadows of them all
I'd stand but they're much too tall
And I fall
CHORUS
February stars
Floating in the dark
Temporary scars
February stars
REPEAT CHORUS (2X)
song performed by by Foo Fighters from The Colour And The Shape
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Night Queen
It was deep midnight
the sky was crystal clear
millions not millions
but billions of stars
assembled in the open sky
was it a procession
or obeisance of Night Queen
The downpour of stars
appeared as undulating scarf
studded with jewels
the humming of stars
was breaking silence of nature
as if
singing in praise of night queen
All stars slowly moved down
to horizon of sky
it was the time
for farewell of Night Queen
The king of the day sent a gift
of morning star to embellish her neck
then with a reddish shawl on her shoulder
I asked one of star
why do you assemble after every dusk
the star could not answer
after asking so many stars
I could know the Venus comes
after every dusk
to receive the Night Queen
The Night Queen comes to meet
her beloved Moon and slowly covers
the face of moon for a night
The Night Queen covers the entire creatures
under her veil to give them rest
and to give relief from days toil.
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Lack Of Rain
Lack of Rain
As evening began to fall heavy clouds gathered,
rain tomorrow the meteorologist said, a nice girl
about twenty five years old, and dressed in red.
So the clouds will be hanging about blocking out
stars till the next day when the girl gives the order
for the downpour that will turn into drizzle.
Heavy fighting in Pakistan, didn’t see any rain
though, but billows of black, oily smoke fearful
people trying to flee and a tough talking general.
When morning came it was sunny but quite chilly,
village dogs sat facing the east the meteorologist
had married and wanted a dry honeymoon.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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I Reached Your Heart At The Horizon
You are my sun, i am your moon,
You made my life bright when i needed it so much,
I 'll always be in the night to light up your dreams,
And to wake you up with my kiss, in the morning at the horizon.
I am far away from you,
I am sailing with the stars in the sky,
Let me be your night in your day,
Let my love sunrises and sunsets with you.
I am sunk in the sea of your eyes,
Your thoughts took me far away,
I reached your heart at the horizon,
And there i'll whisper to you my love.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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As Things Awake
The crimson hues of morning call,
its fingers touch some but not all.
The golden orb on the horizon wake
intensifies the morning skies.
We watch in wonder
at the beauty of a dawning day.
Soon the quiet of early morn
will be shattered as things awake.
Enjoy the moments of tranquillity
as from the eastern horizon
the morning does wake.
poem by David Harris
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Insurrection
insurrection...
or just the pot boiling over,
the plant breaking through the gound,
the leaf bursting from the bud,
the wind breaking down the door.
light breaking through the darkness,
the body breaking free of bonds.
the spirit breaking from the body,
the truth breaking from the silence.
hope breaking from despair,
caring breaking from the calloused....
the individual breaking from the crowd.
the many breaking from the few,
the man breaking from enslavement.
the pot boiling over...
be careful!
you'll burn your hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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To A Teacher/Poet Named Fred
i know Fred
and i remember him
he always wrote
about the rain
there was no flood in
his rain
i mean
there is no rage or anger
in him
just the gentle
shower of rain
a soft spoken kind
of rain
a patient shower
caressing fine sands
on many dark nights
when he was always alone
watching those stars
those silent stars
he loved loneliness
and loneliness loved him
he did not live
that long
he died
at forty
the rain remembered him
and in his grave
that day when he was buried
the rain, as gentle as
the early morning wind
fine feathers cotton soft
sings the last
hymn for him
it was sad & it was lonely
the flowers and
the butterflies all sighed
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Vicious Streak
What am I gonna do
I feel like Im on fire
If you only knew
That youre the object of desire
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that youre the only one
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that it wont be long
My aim is true
My vision is clear
My thoughts are crude
Whenever youre near
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that youre the only one
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that it wont be long
I keep hanging on
Youve got a vicious streak
For someone so young
Youre like solar flair
In the rising sun
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
song performed by by New Order
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Hope Hanging On At Heathrow
Like the last lonely leaf on the London plane,
I drive down, lonesome, up the long airport track,
Still hanging on, through the wind and the rain.
Will you still forgive me, if I just explain?
Will you come home to me? Will you fly back,
Like the last lonely leaf, on the London plane?
I never meant to cause you all that pain
That tears through your heart, bruising it black,
Still hanging on through the wind and the rain.
Do you believe, since my efforts are vain,
It is “THE END”, as in books, at the back
Like the last lonely leaf, on the London plane?
Though you ignore me, with haughty disdain,
You’ll find me waiting, despite your attack,
Still hanging on through the wind and the rain.
Half-hopes cling on; trust’s faint traces remain.
Determined, I stay, since I shall not crack,
Like the last lonely leaf on the London plane
Still hanging on through the wind and the rain.
poem by C. Richard Miles
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Better Than This
I'd give anything, everything
To have something better than this
Look there, do you see it
Something hidden beyond the horizon
And I'll watch it in the rain pouring down
Turn into fog, just a mystery
He looks for a glance out the window
Sees me sitting there, watching, in the rain
I'd give anything, everything
To have something better than this
I see a memory, my memory
When I said, look there
But he didn't see it, never will see it
Something's there, hidden beyond the horizon
He turns, looks out the window
Sees me kissing my dreams in the rain
Turns away quickly with a bitter smile
Thinks I should be kissing him
But I'd give anything, everything
To have something better than this
That doesn't turn his back on my dreams
And I remember crying
Crying in the rain, talking to myself
I want a life better than this
So I fix my eyes on the horizon
There's something there, beyond the horizon
I'll quietly watch it
In the rain pouring down
Turn into fog, just a mystery
Now I have just a memory of that boy
He turned away from me for always with a bitter smile
But I know I don't feel that way
Anymore
Now I have something to do with my life
Something better than that
Because I fixed my eyes
On that something, beyond the horizon
That time when I wanted something
Something better than this
And I fulfilled my dreams
When She Died At 16
when she died at sixteen
that early morning the rain fell
you look at the sky
on the limitless horizon
at the infinite possibilities
that she could have become
the clouds are darker
than you expected
sometimes you do not like the rain
the darkness and the scream inside your heart
you like to deny them
their sad existence but they had always been there
even before you learned to defy
inside your thoughts crying
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On a perfect day
You begin it with a morning walk
Moments of reflection on God’s
Wonders, his creations, an
Early fresh air brushing your hair
Some dews on grass glistening
Some scents on early flower blooms exuding
Some new leaves on the tall trees sprouting
In a while you see the break of dawn
The sun finally breaking out gently
From the crevices of clouds on a wide horizon
Seeing a new light,
Then breakfast with the family
Some prayers to bless simple food
Early morning news, a little talk,
Some crack for jokes,
Then
It is office time
You work, you make judgments
On people’s grievances, they want
Something from you
To be done, swiftly and rightly,
They are thirsty and hungry,
And you have to feed them
Right away, you always think what is
It that is best for all and must
Be done, no matter what,
Then you go back to your home,
You sit on a chair facing yourself
On a mirror for some reflections,
You smile, you are proud, you did
Not yield to the wiles of this world,
You have asserted yourself on some
Principles to no compromises,
You look again at another closing sunset,
Seeing a new promising light,
Then you pray and sleep soundly
Another day has ended again,
Your head rests on a soft pillow
Feeling light like being reborn
Your conscience is clear
There is no stain in your hands
An unblemished heart
Beating for God for humanity
Seeing a new fading light
On such a perfect day…..
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Quit Breaking My Heart
You were my first slow dance
Thought that we had a chance
But together was too hard for you
Hanging out with your friends
And my exceptance sees
All I need is for you to be true
I know you care
But it's just not there
When you're not around
I want you there
And you need to stop
Breaking my heart
Chorus
Quit breaking my heart
It's tearing apart
All I need is for you to be true (You to be true)
Quit breaking my heart
It's tearing us apart (Ohh)
Baby (Oh yeah)
Quit breaking my heart
Baby I don't feel this way 'bout everyone
Something about you boy
Nothing seems to be quite like this
Holding your hand
Touching my face
Standing here waiting for our first kiss
I know you care
But it's just not there
When you're not around
I want you there
And you need to stop
Breaking my heart
Repeat Chorus
Quit breaking my heart
song performed by by Mandy Moore from So Real
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Rain Water
Morning of 21st, I am 34.
The rain outside my window drizzles a rhythm of February dawn.
Rain water flows from the early morning sane—
Rain water washes the yesterday’s pain.
Rain water and I have loved you dear—
Rain water and you come close to me near.
Rain water taps my fingertips, and I love you more than yearning—
Rain water runs deeper into our skins of longing.
Morning of 21st, I am happier.
The rain won’t stop until I melt as a better person.
(written on February 21,2008 Marikina City, Philippines)
poem by Chester Maynes
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The Jump
He is standing at the open door of the aircraft
and see his life flashing past,
while strong winds are pulling
on his face and jacket
and the light keeps on flashing green
and somebody taps him on the shoulder.
It’s like a explorer
walking into an new world,
with the earth rushing past beneath him
and he is almost above the horizon.
It’s as if for moments
he is hanging and feeling insignificant
and he is thought struck
while he falls at terminal velocity,
the wind is whistling in his ears
and it is then that he locks his thoughts,
knowing that man is but paltry
and seconds drags on like hours
before he pulls the string,
the parachute rushes open,
breaking his fall with force
and he is gliding like an eagle
while he’s riding the wind,
getting breathtaking views
of the scenery
that stretches out far below him,
drawing a picture
up to the horizon.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Four Oclock In The Morning
4 oclock in the morning
When the ambulance arrived
4 oclock in the morning
When the ambulance arrived
The blue lights were flashing
As they lay my baby down inside
They took her to the hospital
In the darkest hour of the night
They took her to the hospital
In the darkest hour of the night
It was silent as the grave
As my baby lay beneath the light
They turned on the gas and cut her open
She didnt feel no pain
They turned on the gas and cut her open
She didnt feel no more pain
Daylight was breaking
And down came the rain
Down came the rain
Down came the rain
Down came the rain
Down came the rain
song performed by by Pogues
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Evening Rain
I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
Like the day
Saw the same
All the problems
I follow
I run away
Saw the plane
The grey life
Tomorrow
But I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
But I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
I close my eyes
It doesn't work
I can hear tomorrow
I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
I can't stand to see the morning come
While the evening rain's still falling
song performed by by Moby
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