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Morning Musings A La Prayer To The Wind And The River

there is pain on my right side
there is something living in there and growing
it is silent
and decent and reserved
it is blind and like all blind creatures
its sense of touch has been well defined
it is touching me
and listening

i am ignoring it
it can take me soon to places that i know
exist and can ostracize me from
friends
it can silence me too
like a raging river that finds its
place of peace

some brown leaves float there
on undisturbed waters
i can hear only the soft wings of butterflies
fluttering

somehow there is pain that sometimes i cannot ignore
but i have accepted them
as my new friends

it will stay with me and then will take me
and i will be gone
but i have always been a brave man
and i am not
at all
complaining

after all, i own nothing and will take nothing
it is it that owns me and so it is it that will take me

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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poem by Jade Just me
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Not knowing you is respect

I ask your name, what you do, what you are,
You said
I do not have to know you
You are nobody
You have no name
You do nothing
You are not what you are

I am not knowing
I do not know you

We call each other as friends
Blind friends
Two blind friends touching a big elephant
And we shall say different things

You are nobody and I am nobody too
That is identity enough
Respect for nobody to nobody
Blindness is now dignity
We feel the heart
Because we have no eyes
We do not touch
We have no hands
We only speak
Because what we have are only
Two hearts. No eyes. No hands.
A mouth a nose. We are breathers in space.

We are incomplete. That is complete
Respect for humanity.

We are simply breathers. Nobody touching nothing.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nobody's Listening

I have a heart full of pain,
I tried to give you everything,
But I noticed that nobody’s listening,
I tried to warn you,
I told you everything I know,
But nobody’s listening,
Thank you for ignoring me,
Giving me this heartache,
You caused me to see what was unknown from the start,
I want hear you say those words,
That you don’t love me no more,
Want to hear you say you hate me,
I knew this was never real,
I have so much pain that can not understand,
But nobody’s listening to me,
Ignore me, hate me, punch me,
Just let me know that you weren’t listening to me from the start.

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Please Keep The Pain

please keep the pain
do not attempt to throw pain away
please be patient
do not scream do not tell the neighbors

do not shame pain by running wildly on the streets
screaming about your pain
please do not create a scandal for this
honorable family in pain

please keep the pain for a while and be honorable
there is decency in pain
keep this pain with a clean face on a smooth disposition
let your arms lay there
appease the pain
as though pain is a baby that you want to put to sleep

soon it will go
nothing is permanent in this world
nothing will last forever
the pain may not subside but soon it will have its right time
it decides to go by itself
there is no choice

we will have this pain too
our pains in silence
because we are honorable too
you will never know
we will never tell you we are decently in pain too

we are honorable
we do not make presumptions that we will survive
but we will
these pains that make us decent and honorable

our faces will not show these pains
we will not even tell
we just keep them without complaining
we are decent we are honorable
we are the survivors

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Are You Ready?

This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide,
You dont know the chances, what if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain,
You dont know the chances, Im so blind, blind, blind.
Another place Ill find, to escape the pain inside,
You dont know the chances, what if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain,
You dont know the chances, Im so blind, blind, blind.
Deeper and deeper and deeper as I journey to
Living a life that seems to be a lost reality
That I could never find a way to reach my inner self
Esteem is low, how deep can I go,
In the ground that I lay, if I dont find a way to
Sift through the gray that clouds my mind.
This time I look to see whats between the lines!
I can see, I can see Im going blind. (x12)
Im blind. (x4)

song performed by by Korn
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In The Field Of Absence

in the field of absence
i may find you

as a flower
or a a worm

of someone else
as i stare

at the clouds
asking who owns you

and who owns me
finally i nod

at all the leaves
meeting me

someone owns
you
the western wind

no one owns me
as i decide
to fly east

where the wind
is as soft as silk

i have grown
a pair of wings

you ask
what for?

i am flying away.

you ask
why?

i have no answer
but it is this

why that moves
everything

inside me
i ask too: why?

it keeps on moving
it is silent

it is bitter
it is as deep as a

black river.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Washing Of The Water

River, river carry me on
Living river carry me on
River, river carry me on
To the place where I come from
So deep, so wide, will you take me on your back for a ride
If I should fall, would you swallow me deep inside
River, show me how to float
I feel like Im sinking down
Thought that I could get along
But here in this water
My feet wont touch the ground
I need something to turn myself around
Going away, away towards the sea
River deep, can you lift up and carry me
Oh roll on though the heartland
til the sun has left the sky
River, river carry me high
til the washing of the water make it all alright
Let your waters reach me like she reached me tonight
Letting go, its so hard
The way its hurting now
To get this love untied
So tough to stay with thing
cause if I follow through
I face what I denied
I get those hooks out of me
And I take out the hooks that I sunk deep in your side
Kill that fear of emptiness, loneliness I hide
River, oh river, river running deep
Bring me something that will let me get to sleep
In the washing of the water will you take it all away
Bring me something to take this pain away

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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A Man Who Knows Much About Nature

He has not been to college or uni and for so called success in life he does not have much to show
But about flora and fauna and Nature there is so much he seems to know
He knows all of the trees in the Parkland by the bark or the leaves that they wear
A man who knows much about Nature and for the health of Nature he care.

A man who knows much about nature by their songs the birds he recognize
He like the quiet place in the country far removed from human made noise
In the shadow of a tree by the river the sun shining bright in the sky
Listening to birds singing around him such moments of peace he enjoy.

He like places without man's buildings away from the noise of the street
A quiet place in Nature's own kingdom where the creek and the river meet
Where lark he is soaring and singing as upward and upwards he fly
He has been a student of Nature ever since he was a young school going boy.

A man who knows much about Nature and to Nature he remains true
And Nature needs all of her good friends for Nature's good friends are too few
The weekend finds him in a quiet place on a sunny day sitting by a tree
Near where the creek flows into the river the river that flows to the sea.

poem by Francis Duggan
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A good morning wish

A touch
Like the first ray of morning Sun
Wipes out the accrued pain of darkness.
The world of mine of a sleepless night
Suddenly gets drenched in flurry of colors.

The silence breaks with so much of joy all around.
Hear it in birds' song,
In fluttering wings of butterflies,
In opening of petals of blossoming flowers.

Your Good Morning wish sets free my Captive heart
It spreads wings and soars high,
Embracing the blue of endless sky.
I feel my heart gets painted in colors
Of this blissful world of flowers
And butterflies.
Suddenly I find my world has no horizon.

poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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song performed by by Zwan
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I'Need a kiss

Sunday is a holiday then we are going to that place.
That silent place full of silence, we are there standing,
we saw the so many coloured greenish leaves big trees.
so many birds, and butterflies decorating the blue sky
Then a butterfly dancing in the sky.
Together we Keep a released longing.
sitting near in the shallow river.
We see fishes in the depth so calm
We look up at the rainbow in the sky.
So many days you have never kiss me.
I'need a kiss, here in the silent place near in the river.
Trees, butterflies, fishes, please we are given a chance.to make a perfect kisses.
Here in the silent place.
My lips are longing after so many days you have never kiss me.
See my eyes, do you know my yearning?
Oh love***kiss me softly now*
everything will be quiet.
Just you and me enjoyed***kiss***
then my heart full of desire, you will know everything.
Your kiss fly with me.
Your kiss will stun me.
Your kiss will softly me soft.
Your kiss is sweet hearted.
Your kiss is a pray.
Your kiss is wanted
your kiss so bright
your kiss is everything.

poem by Dwi utami
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Diaspora

From this plains i see a diaspora
of brown butterflies fluttering towards
the western side of this little earth
where i am merely one of the stewards.

I could have told them to stay as I still
have a lot of red roses to offer but
they are not listening because the
song the green song of the west
is so enticing.

I ask the eastern wind to sing the songs
of the kabuki and the cebuano guitar
and the nose flute of my great sultans
and the agongs of the Malayan caravan,
but they're not listening

Now, the tides changed. The West wind
is harsh and the trees there too unfriendly.

I see the brown butterflies crushed to death.
Thousands of them.

I sit here weeping, singing the song of the
of the ever faithful eastern winds.
There is no one to blame.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Girl On Terrace

I see a girl,
Standing on terrace,
Face covered with long curls,
Staring in the empty space,

She’s watching the stars, or the clouds,
I don’t know,
But her pale face is glowing in moonlight,
Showing her mood is a bit low,

She’s trying to catch,
Someone in the empty air,
Realizes soon it was just a shadow,
And lies back on the empty chair,

Her face is again in her hands,
Seems like gaining some words or thoughts,
Just a second passed and I hear a sob,
It seemed she was in pain,
Something hurt her a lot,

She was continuously touching,
The chair beside her,
Slowly and affectionately,
Like she was touching a person,
Close to her,

Again she realized,
There was no one sitting there,
It was again a shadow,
And seemed like she was going to shatter….

Suddenly, I saw a smile,
Reflecting pain, on her face,
Maybe she remembered something good from her past,
Or just an incident case,

She flinched,
As she remembered something,
Her face was worse than I first saw,
Her silent sobs now louder,
Than any other creatures creeping,

It seemed she was living an empty life,
Full of darkness and shadows,
I don’t know what had happened to her,
Wonder if she was hurt by circumstances, friend or foe?

Suddenly, she stood up,
And was going back downstairs,
The rhythm of stick, made me realize she was blind,
Maybe that was the pain,
Beneath her beautiful pale layers,

But I soon realized,
Her pain was more than that,
Of course,
I wanted to ask about the person in her empty shadows,
The reason for her silent sobs,
But that young girl,
On the terrace,
Sometimes smiling, sometimes sobbing,
With her pain and empty shadows,
Was lost………….

poem by Apurva Jain
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Alienation.....

i am going to places
looking for something
at night when everything
is cold and silent
in that far place where i
am in
i think somehow that it is
is not a place that i am looking for
it could be someone
to warm my side
i dislike the thought of greed
for i have already some
of them
it dawns upon me
the sad truth that i am looking for
myself
someone that i have not really found
despite the years
because i have been blind
and deaf
and mute

do i know that we are together
in one body and
yet so
strangely
alienated

with what we really want
to have and to even
just touch?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Running Blind

Cant find the answers
Ive been crawling on my knees
Looking for anything
To keep me from drowning
Promises have been turned to lies
Can't even be honest inside
Now Im running backward
Watching my life wave me goodbye
Running blind
Im running blind
Somebody help me see Im running blind
Searching for nothing
Wondering if I'll change
Im trying everything
But everything still stays the same
I thought if I showed you I could fly
Wouldn't need anyone by my side
Now I'm running backward
With broken wings I know Ill die
Running blind
Im running blind
Somebody help me see Im running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
I can't find the answers
I've been crawling on my knees
Looking for anything
To keep me from drowning
I'm running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind
Running blind

song performed by by Godsmack
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The Visitor

A blind middle aged man
sat alone in his new flat
listening to the silence;
he often sat like that.

He sensed someone close
and strained to hear.
“Hello, who’s there?
I know you’re here”

The silence remained unbroken,
but he knew he wasn’t alone.
“I ask again, what do you want;
why are you in my home? ”

He became anxiously fidgety,
“Why don’t you speak,
have you nothing to say,
or do you fear the weak?

You must know I’m blind
and I’m no threat to you,
so why don’t you speak
like normal people do?

Do you have trouble hearing?
Is that why you don’t respond?
Well, I’ll do the talking
and you just tag along.

Because I’m not convinced
that anyone’s really there
I’ll talk as if you are,
so interrupt when you care.

Are you a lonely guy like me
with no friends to talk to,
and do you spend your days
with nothing at all to do? ”

Have you been here long;
I mean here in my room?
I definitely know you’re here,
I hope you’ll speak soon? ”

“I’ve been here for that long
I can’t recall when I came,
but it was so very long ago
and every day’s the same.”

“You sound very sad and lonely,
as though life’s a drag for you.
Isn’t there any chance that life
will get better in a day or two? ”

“I’ve told you every day’s the same
and nothings going to change.
Nobody can do anything for me,
so nothing can be rearranged.”

“Don’t give up hope just yet
I’ll offer a helping hand.
I don’t know exactly how,
so help me to understand? ”

“There’s nothing anyone can do
the living or the dead.
I don’t have a place to live,
or anywhere to lay my head.

There’s no one I can talk with,
you’re the first for many a year
and if you had eyes to see
you certainly wouldn’t be here! ”

poem by Orlando Belo
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When In Pain

when in pain
i prefer silence.

but i keep on writing.
and writing.
and writing.
and writing.

when in pain
i prefer always the silence
of the stars.

makes me feel like i am a star.
this silence, this pain.

when in silence, like the stars,
the pain gets too peaceful
like the stars

and then the pain subsides like
an ebbing tide

like an anger subsiding into
a still undisturbed mind

when i shine like a star
i remember the pain and it does not pain anymore.

silence kills the pain
like a distant star on a dark night like this one.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Silence Of Pain

The pain of silence deafens me
Like some bomb in my soul.
And I lie
Among the smouldering wreckage of my life
To hear your final drum roll,
Now only in the echo of a memory
That some silent thief had stole.
The pain of silence stabs me deep.
Yet from my wounds
No blood does ever seep.
Can't you see?
I'm still bleeding to death in your dreams.
Could it be?
As I fight for my breath,
In moonbeams- you hide.
With the pain of silence
That sword in my side.

I look out
Across a black sea.
Dying stars will surround me
The embers of love
That used to be.
I'm done,
Crying to the astral lights.
Smothered in your snake bites.
And as I lie dying in silent pain.

Now your promises ring in my mind
Insane.
As my life blood
Runs away down the drain.
Those lost dried tears
Flood
The silence of pain.

poem by Kevin East
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Blind

Signs
Signs are lost
Signs disappeared
Turn invisible
Got no sign
Somebody got busted
Got a face of stone
And a ghostwritten biography
Dogs start to run in,
Hungry for some food
Dogs start a-twitching
And theyre looking at you
It was light
By five
Torn all apart
All in the name of democracy
Hes hurt
Hes dying
Claimed he was a terrorist
Claimed to avert a catastrophe
Someone shoulda told him
That the buck stops here
No one ever said
That he was involved with thieves
And theyre blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
No sense of harmony, no sense of time,
Dont mention harmony,
Say: what is it? what is it? what is it?
Give a little shock, and he raises his hand
Somebody shouts out,
Says: what is it? what is it? what is it?
He was shot down in the night!
Peopple ride by but his bodys still alive
The girl in the window what has she done?
She looks down at me ...
Says: i dont want to die!
And Im blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Somebody could have told us where they go
Crawling all around looking for foot, foot, footprints
Now tell me what the hell have we become?
Some dirty little bastards what the hell is going on? u
No sense of harmony, no sense of time,
Dont mention harmony,
Say: what is it? what is it? what is it?
Give a little shock, and he raises his hand
Somebody shouts out,
Says: what is it? what is it? what is it?
He was shot down in the night!
People ride by but his bodys still alive
The girl in the window what has she done? she looks down at me ...
Says: i dont want to die!
Theyre blind and theyre blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind, blind, blind, blind

song performed by by Talking Heads
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The Distance Remains The Same

Time where have you left me
Here without a heart
Without an answer
I tried to open my eyes
I tried to see the song
All things considered
This much remains the same
Hit that wall again
The same old barrier
Time after time Ive tried
To glimpse the other side
Oh and time surely made me see
I was taking your love so carelessly
Now we know
Though it doesnt do much good anymore
I still feel the old familiar pain
It could be that love is blind
I was blind to all your reasoning
But at the start you were blind to me
Now I guess you could say were even
Isnt that what we always wanted to be
Putting our souls on the line to win this game
Im feeling the strain
Ill always love you
Through all this distance
All these barriers
Trying to erase the pain
Erase the pain
Erase the pain

song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Morning Musings A La Prayer To The Wind And The River

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Friends

Not knowing you is respect

Nobody's Listening

Please Keep The Pain

Are You Ready?

In The Field Of Absence

Washing Of The Water

A Man Who Knows Much About Nature

A good morning wish

Friends As Lovers, Lovers As Friends

I'Need a kiss

Diaspora

Girl On Terrace

Alienation.....

Running Blind

The Visitor

When In Pain

The Silence Of Pain

Blind

The Distance Remains The Same

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Morning Musings A La Prayer To The Wind And The River

Related quotes

Friends

Not knowing you is respect

Nobody's Listening

Please Keep The Pain

Are You Ready?

In The Field Of Absence

Washing Of The Water

A Man Who Knows Much About Nature

A good morning wish

Friends As Lovers, Lovers As Friends

I'Need a kiss

Diaspora

Girl On Terrace

Alienation.....

Running Blind

The Visitor

When In Pain

The Silence Of Pain

Blind

The Distance Remains The Same

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