My Invisible Ark
i build an ark
invisible to you
i am filling it
with all breeds of
emptiness
when you become a storm
when all your anger
floods
all the space that i
have
i will close all doors
and windows
wait till you are full
and then
gladly shall i sail away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sense Of Something Coming
I am like a flag in the center of open space.
I sense ahead the wind which is coming, and must live
it through.
while the things of the world still do not move:
the doors still close softly, and the chimneys are full
of silence,
the windows do not rattle yet, and the dust still lies down.
I already know the storm, and I am troubled as the sea.
I leap out, and fall back,
and throw myself out, and am absolutely alone
in the great storm.
Translated by Robert Bly
poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Full Sail
Full sail full sail
Steady as you go
The wind will blow
Set sail at frisco bay
In a fog cold and gray
Clear sailing, day after day
Full sail full sail
Now the air is still
We lay adrift
Come upon a sea of trouble
Till the winds of change shift
My course is set
Theres no turning back
But theres no goin anywhere yet
Full sail full sail
Waiting for the wind to blow
The wind will blow
Does the silence of the sea
Sound warning of a storm ahead
Whispers of the breeze
Stir and disappear
To soft to hear
Whats in store for me
Adventure on the high seas
Put the childhood dream to the test
Find the measure of the man
Follow the sun heading west
Full sail
Steady as you go
Steady as you go
Full sail
Waiting for the wind to blow
The wind will blow
Hey full sail
Mmmm mmmmm
Hey full sail
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Weather Hurricane Storms With Good Friends
dark summer storm clouds encase dark horizons
dark summer storm clouds close lost horizons
season of summer storms sweeps in across seas
rains come storms come closing tourist beaches
cold rain hurricane storms threaten new floods
batten down windows close shut tight exit doors
good time to weather storms with life true friends
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Weather The Storm
Our city's foundation - the bricklayers job
To safeguard the man and the mob from the mob
The violent, the furtive, the wasteful, the crass
Weather the storm, the storm will pass
Hide and abide by the rule of the clan
And the policies made by the kings of man
By the stocks and the whips and the chain and the farce
Weather the storm, the storm will pass
From the gaze of the twisted and frauds, be sure
You bolt down your windows, you lock up your doors
Wait for the gauntleted sword to swing past
Weather the storm, the storm will pass
You know the squalls calming, the culprits exposed
by a new air you'd heard some experts proposed
Southerly storms and high pressure bars
Possible flooding, riotous winds
Collapsing towers, hurtling cars
Walls of granite, gates of brass
Doors of oak and bars of iron
Covering the window glass
Will weather the storm til the storm will pass
In fifty years, will I instate
My peace, or will it be too late?
In time that's spent, is anger asked
To savour calms that never last?
In a drying day in a drip in time
When the bolts have fled to a cleaner clime
When you emerge from your shelter, at last
The skies are still - your life has passed
Unconditional
Is there a way to become invisible?
You say you might but you wouldn't dare
I think it works when it's unintentional
I know you hear me and I know that you don't care
I'm not invisible
I didn't say that you were unemotional
You put it on like the clothes you wear
You've got emotion but it's one-dimensional
Your full of hate full of anger full of fear
I'm not invisible
No love is unconditional
No way to walk that line
You couldn't make it if you tried
Is there a way to become invisible?
I've done my best to be seen and heard
I'm not amazing and I'm not original
I'm not so sure did you even catch a word?
I'm not invisible
No love is unconditional
No love is unconditional
No love is unconditional
No love is unconditional
song performed by by Face To Face
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Without The Windows
without the windows
where can the frames be?
without the space
where can air be and all those who thrive
because there is an emptiness between
arms and lips and bodies
without my emptiness
what is the use of you?
without this space between us
where can we be?
this nothingness makes us meet once again
let us love it, embrace it and make love to it
do we have a choice, my dear?
maybe you, on some uncertain terms, but
i have to be honest, i have none,
i have only you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Am Not Afraid Of Emptiness
i may not have told you, but now i will tell it to you
three times,
girl, i am not afraid of emptiness
the one that walks upon you when you were once this huge
space like a Gothic church with doors like mountains and windows
like continents
the sound of emptiness reverberates like a tin cup
that falls on the iron rails of this room
it fills every nerve that coils upon itself and forms a hand gripping
for waterfalls
it closes the ears and rips every rational entries that your eyes
write in the pages of your journal
it encloses you like a mental jacket of that new patient
at ward 6,
it walls you in like you are a chair inside the congested kitchen
look, who likes the congestion of the spirits?
who likes the choking of the nicks of time?
who likes a light imprisoned in its own flames
burning itself upon itself like a candle consuming both of its ends?
who like the mezzanine filled with letters that you keep
containing love stories of suicide and escape?
look upon your face too crowded with your senses?
it is a forest with trees killing each other for an ounce of light
roots upon roots and leaves upon leaves this world is too crowded
with unraveling thoughts
i am not afraid of emptiness
i like my windows opening all the days of my life
i like doors without locks
stairs without rails, houses without walls and roofs
i live in open space and yes right here inside my heart
i thrive in its empty spaces without the nerves and the veins
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Build A Bridge
Build a bridge to your mind
It takes me there everytime
Lay it all on the line
Theres a way
Build a bridge
Make a path
Overlook the aftermath
Make my tears be your bath
Theres a way
Only if you'll take a ride
Go with me to the other side
Even tho its gonna crumble down
I'll keep building till you come around
Even tho its gonna fall apart
(Break my heart)
I'll keep building till I die
Build a bridge of memories
Stretch it out overseas
To the end of the world
Theres a way
Build a bridge made of pain
Send my longing down the drain
I have no reasons to complain
Theres a way
Only if you'll take a ride
Go with me to the other side
Even though it's gonna crumble down
I'll keep building till you come around
Even tho its gonna fall apart
(Break my heart)
I'll keep building till I die
Wait, wait from me
Wait, please wait for me
Wait, wait for me
Wait, please wait for me
Even though its gonna crumble down
(Gonna crumble down)
I'll keep building till you come around
(Until you come around)
Even though it's gonna fall apart
Break my heart
I'll keep building till I die
Even though its gonna crumble down
(Gonna crumble down)
I'll keep building till you come around
(Until you come around)
Even though it's gonna fall apart
Break my heart
I'll keep building till I die
song performed by by Limp Bizkit
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Inside The Room....
we are only two
inside the room
later
we shall mislead
them into
thinking that
we are only
one
we are one now
inside the
room with closed
windows
and locked doors
and they
want to hear the
sound of
the bed
or the floor
we are one now
and you tell me
that
but then
i am not asleep
like the one
at the sky
hanging like a
lone star
still feeling the
vast emptiness
of this space
between us
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Anger's Logic
Anger...energizes enthusiasm for truth.
Anger...destroys rose glasses.
Anger...antithisizes depression fears.
Anger...has no use for crutches.
Depression...anger turned inward.
Take the pill. Wait, wait, wait.
Anxiety...is the pill working?
Fear...call the doctor. Again. Again.
Doctors never prescribe anger.
Anger needs management.
Sane anger is release.
Managed release becomes anger.
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
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At Night With The Rain
i have closed the doors
and the windows
and let go the curtains
touching the floors
i close my eyes and listen
to the rain
i dream of stars
i miss the moon
the walls close on in me
beyond the glass windows
to the sea
i hear the sad calls of the
night
outside the trees are blown
the black cat stares at me
and then some tears
begin to fall
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Love Is Ambitious Like Air
wanting to fill
every emptiness
like air
filling every
space
my love fits
in and takes
the shape
of you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Later Tonight
You wait till later
till later tonight
You wait till later, till later
till later tonight
That boy never cast a look in your direction
Never tried to hook for your affection
Dresses like the mod of your invention, tall and proud
He is the head boy of the school of thought
That plays in your intentions, night and day
And you wait till later
till later tonight
You wait till later, till later
till later tonight
And you wait till later
till later tonight
You wait till later, till later
till later tonight
cause tonight always comes
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Like A Stone
On a cold wet
Afternoon
No room for love and emptiness
By a freeway
I confess I was lost in the pages
Of a book
Full of death
Reading how well die alone
And if a God will lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go
In your house
I long to be
Room by room
Patiently
Ill wait for you there
Like a stone
Ill wait for you there
Alone
And on my death bed
I will prey
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan
To anyone who will take me to heaven
To a place
I would recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The world was black
And there you led me on
In your house
I long to be
Room by room
Patiently
Ill wait for you there
Liek a stone
Ill wait for you there
Alone
In all I read
Till the day was gone
And I sat in regret
In all the things Ive done
For all that Ive blessed
And all that Ive wronged
In dreams till my death
I will wonder on
In your house
I long to be
Room by room
Patiently
Ill wait for you there
Like a stone
Ill wait for you there
Alone
Alone
song performed by by Audioslave
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Alienation
Email, internet, laptop,
MP3, SMS, mobile, IPOD
Are my competition,
For your attention.
Connected to the world,
While I wait to put in a word.
Each person has the world in his room,
While the rest of the house is filled with gloom
Our eyes and ears are on TV monitor
Exchange good nights and close our doors.
Still everyone talks of lack of space,
Bewildered I look at their face.
I wait for you till late in bed
And remember when we together read.
Had long deep conversations,
And shared our aspirations.
When we slipped into the sheets,
You would warm my cold feet.
I felt wistful for a long time,
And poured my feelings in my rhymes.
Things have changed,
We are a little estranged.
I cannot recapture the past,
Nothing ever lasts.
Slowly I overcame my need for you,
It was a pleasure to do
Things at my pace.
I too began to enjoy my space.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Some Things Do Hurt
some things shall hurt
they are designed for that purpose
by some people
these architects of pain
but we shall not be swayed
into the ways of the curse
and degradation
let them draw the plan
and let them construct what they
want to
they will make doors that lock
when we get in
and we shall have to look for ways
ourselves to get out
from their schemes
they will make windows that will only close
and not open and we shall look for
holes where we can take in air
and breathe
we shall be their pawns
and the experimental guinea pigs of their
pains and distress
they may laugh for a while
and drink to our fate
they may proclaim that they are winning
to their pre-conceived notions
of what they believe as our own
stupidity and gullibility
we shall wait for the time
and that is what we are also designed to do
we shall wait when they all fall asleep
drunk to their evil ways
for soon this darkness will turn the table
and side with us
and we shall have the time to open the windows
and summon the moon to hear our pleas
to unlock the doors and summon the sun
to brighten our twilights of woes
we escape and we shall see that house of pain burned
to ashes
now it is our time
the last laugh, our freedom, our revenge.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The Ashes!
break out the windows,
kick down the doors!
stack all the old furniture...
and set fire to it!
the windows....
...through which we stared at life
......safe from its touch!
the doors....
....we closed in our fear
......of who we are
.......and what we see
...........in each other.
the furniture....
....we sat on and laid on
.......while the cries of the struggling
.........and the hands of the hungry
.............reached out...
the fire....
...that burns apathy with pure compassion
.......burns the lie of self till we find
.........the faces of God in the ashes!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Pain-Filled Anger
Oh! What is this?
Pain inside my heart,
Maybe it's anger...
A vibrant twist of both...
Red anger pouring out,
Raindrops pouring down
From my bloodshot eyes.
Oh! What is this?
Emptiness,
Running short of emotion...
No more pain,
No more anger,
Coming up empty...
It's like everything's leaked out
Red numbness pouring out
In order to feel something
And raindrops
Don't feel my eyes anymore...
I feel nothing,
Emotions run dry,
I want to feel something,
Anything at all...
But coming up empty
Is all I seem to have.
It's just not fair...
It's all coming back,
An ache in my heart,
Anger filling my body.
I'd rather have this
Than feel numb,
But red anger pours out
Once again
As raindrops feel my eyes
Once again.
Raindrops fall down to my dirty,
Beat up shoe.
Pain and anger,
So much,
Red stains now feel my mattress.
So, I'll listen to the beat
Of my favorite band
Because it seems
To be the only thing
That will keep my mind occupied
From all this anger and pain
And I'll fall asleep,
Headphones in my ear,
So my anger won't
Win me over,
At least for tonight.
poem by Hannah Diane Williams
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We Build
we build new windows
framed with strong wood and carved
with flowers and birds
we build new doors
we let the vines grown their tendrils again
we watch and we keep on building some more
new floors and ceilings that know how to sing
chairs that are learning how to embrace our hips
we begin to see new clouds
we busy ourselves to make life click and tick and pick up
from where we think we ought to have died
we refuse this call for dissolution
there are meanings coming up
for new beginnings
we build a new house simply because we are uncertain
beyond these broken pillars.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Invisible Man
Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man,
Incredible how you can,
See right through me,
When you hear a sound,
That you just cant place
Feel somethin move
That you just cant trace,
When something sits
On the end of your bed
Dont turn around
When you hear me tread.
Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you.
Now Im in your room
And Im in your bed
And Im in your life
And Im in your head
Like the cia
Or the fbi
Youll never get close
Never take me alive
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you,
Hah, hah, hah, hello,
Hah, hah, hah, hello,
Hah, hah, hah, hello-hello-hello-hello,
Never had a real good friend - not a boy or a girl
No-one knows what Ive been through - let my flag unfurl
So make my mark from the edge of the world,
From the edge of the world,
From the edge of the world,
Now Im on your track
And Im in your mind,
And Im on your back
But dont look behind
Im your meanest thought
Im your darkest fear
Put Ill never get caught
You cant shake me, shake me dear,
Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you
Look at me, look at me
song performed by by Queen
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