Now Do Not Complain...
I know your predicament
it is all hazy
something is intentionally made obscure
purposely to conceal
what is highly
confidential and personal
on the other hand
there is a certain need for venting
of suppressed anger
like she is a piece of old meat
inside a pressure cooker
tenderized
and finally dead
and those that touch her
feels that she is good
to eat.
do not attempt to understand
pain, there is no use
it will not take you to light
and you are not prepared for
the dark.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Picking My Poison
More and more it feels like the stresses of life are clouding me, like a thick wall of fog through which I can barely see
It feels like all this stress is strangling me, help somebody please! It feels as though I can barely breathe!
But wait while yet all this stress continues to strangle me, there is also this pounding pressure I can feel inside of me
The pressure of taking care of you, the pressure of to myself staying true, the pressure to be who you want me to be, the pressure of never making a mistake for fear that you'll never again be able to look at me
The pressure of trying to succeed, the pressure of always trying to make you proud of me, the pressure of trying to make everybody happy, little do they know that sooner or later all this pressure will finally destroy me
But even if this pounding pressure I feel inside doesn't do me in first, there's still this strangling stress that continues to choke me, and honestly I don't know which poison is worst.
poem by Tiger Lily Love
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From The Biography Of An Unknown Woman: Xxii
...and when between
the pressure cooker
and a nagging demand
from the little one to solve
problems of time and distance
she looked askance
not knowing what to say
as the cooker released
its deafening pressure...
'how can i make you understand
you my little one that
time and distance are
filling yet empty...?
and that they're identical twins
yet intriguingly independent...? '
she muttered to herself
16may2010
20.23hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Obscure
How obscure
To heal a heart full of hatred
Through the light of forgiveness...
How obscure
To cure blindness
Through the light of open-mindedness...
How obscure
To cure deafness
Through the light of consciousness...
How obscure
To cure dumbness
Through the light of intelligence...
How obscure...
To heal a hand of hostility
Through the light of kindness...
How obscure
To cure a paralytic
Through the light of liberty...
How obscure
To cure sickness
Through the light of benevolence...
How obscure to understand
To heal physicality
Through the presence of spirituality
poem by Mary Joy Lumanog
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So What Are You Saying?
I am emotionally distraught.
But I will get over my anxieties.
'Good.'
What do you mean, 'Good'.
Aren't you going to express,
Some kind of empathy?
Some kind of emotional attachment?
'What did you expect?
Weeping?
Or a prolong sympathetic eulogy,
For the attempt you are making...
To escape a near death experience? '
Well...
Yes! Something close that shows,
I am more to you than a piece of meat!
'It's like this...
When that piece of meat heals.
And is ready for my tenderizing?
I'll toss in an ember or two in that flame.'
So what are you saying?
'When the meal is ready and prepared the way I like it...
I'll show more interest.
But I'm not accepting anything leftover that has occured,
Over and over and over to leave it tasteless!
That's what I'm saying! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Never Said It
Wish I would never have said it
But if only admit it
And I will tell you the truth cause that's all I know
So pathetic, you can't ignore how he bought you
He sat you down and he taught you
And you'll obey every rule that he made
Cause he bought you, now he owns you
So don't go away, don't go away
I got something to say about the dark side of me
Dead side of me, light side of me
Dark side of me, dead side of me
I lied to you and you caught me
I shoulda learned what you taught me
And the truth cuts just like a knife,
When you cut me
And I'll do all that I told you
I loved you and I would hold you
But those are just things that I said in my head
But she told you, shoulda told you
I said don't go away, don't go away
Got something to say about the dark side of me
Dead side of me, light side of me
Dark side of me, dead side of me
Just let me be, what I want to be
I said I haven't told you anything
I hold it all inside in vain
I think of you and I think of pain
Now I've told you everything
I said don't go away, don't go away
I got something to say about the dark side of me
(I said I haven't told you anything)
Dead side of me
(I hold it all inside in vain)
Light side of me
(I think of you and I think of pain)
Dark side of me
(Now I've told you everything)
Dead side of me
I said I haven't told you anything
I hold it all inside in vain
I think of you and I think of pain
I never tell you anything
I said I haven't told you anything
I hold it all inside in vain
I think of you and I think of pain
Never said it, so forget it-
song performed by by Papa Roach
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Piece By Piece
She looks good
But shes not all together right
All the parts are not screwed on tight
Theres a touch of tragedy
When she moves
I can see the secret showing through
Shed deny it if she thought I knew
But she could never hide from me
Anyone would think theres nothing wrong
She looks so satisfied
But Ive known about her much too long
She cant conceal what she feels inside
Im going to show her that
Piece by piece
Inch by inch
I can put her back together again
Ill supply the love she lacks
And give her back
Exactly what she needs
Bringing it piece by piece
All I need to find a way around her defense
Is just a little common sense
I dont have a strategy
Ill be there, like I have so many other times
Shell reveal to me a certain sign
That only I can see
Anyone would think theres nothing wrong
She seems like shes complete
But its obvious its been too long
Since she believed what she needs is me
Anyone would think theres nothing wrong
But shes not fooling me
Everybody wants to lead her on
But I believe what she needs is me
(what she needs is me)
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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A Touch Away
Mother natures been good to me
Thats why Im sittin in this cherry tree
But its alright, its alright
Its not so bad
Im just a touch away
The shady lady
From shady lane
Is lying in my bed again
And its alright
It feels good
Its not so bad
When shes just a touch away
Nothing much
Is all I ask
And its alright, ok yes
Light as a feather, oh yes
Like a rosebud
When the sun is high
She opens up
Before my eyes
And the light falls
On her wet skin
Its alright
Im just a touch away
Nothing much
Is all I know
And its alright, oh yes
Light as a feather,
And just a touch away
Put a finger to her lips again
She cries with pleasure
Cries wih pain
And its alright
It feels good
Its not so bad
Were just a touch away
Nothing much
Is all I know
Not too fast
Not too slow
And its alright
Soft as a feather
And just a touch away
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Throughout the Years
Throughout the years I've bottled up this pain
Held onto it even though it almost killed me
I don't know why I bottled it all inside
I guess I thought nobody would understand
I was right nobody does understand
It's a different kind of pain
Pain of agony and desperation
Pain has followed me everywhere throughout the years
I swear I was born with it
Being in pain is nothing new with me
I was just made this way
Made to be broken and in pain
But throughout the years it feels like it has gotten worse than before
I feel so trapped and alone
Wish someone would and could save me
I need to be set free
May 23,2009
poem by Espn Chick
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Death's Meeting
i invited Death
i prepared a slice of
lamb's roasted meat
a glass of red wine
adjusted the light
dimming yellow,
into the saffron
of mellow ambiance
i signaled that He
shall now come
and sit on the Persian
pillow
i sit in front of Him
so we can talk
peacefully
Death is silent
looked at Time
and left me
The red wine never had
the touch of death
the meat is cold
and the light is
finally switched off
i rise from
the floor and
stand by the side
of the window
i see death again
rushing to the sea
disappearing like a
black cloud
upon a mountain top.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Wonder
I wonder
How many people suffer from what i suffer from
And everyone puts it down to them just being
An angry or abusive kind of a person?
So they get labelled
And misunderstood
And little sympathy goes their way
The smallest thing seems to spark them off and people steer clear
'They should learn to control themselves' these people say
So, they get angrier and angrier because they are more and more ignored when what they want is to escape the spiral they're caught in
And smile
They often say 'everything is fine' because they get scared of people, these people, suspecting that one of their 'moods' is about to happen
Better to have the pain
The pain
Of suppression
Than court rejection
But for a while, only a little while
A breathing space sort of a while
For then the pressure cooker inside begins to heat and the lid clatters loud and the steam hisses and it bounces violent on the cooker and what's inside burns and smokes and chars and grills and boils and spoils
And, yet, they say
Try to say
Everything's fine
Until the hands tingle and the head goes blurry and the redness takes them and their mouth dries and they begin to tremble and nothing's fine at all.....
And people say
People say
Best avoid
Best avoid
Best avoid
People like that
And they do.
poem by David Keig
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Most Of What I Have Is
Anger, bull anger, dragon anger
Tiger anger,
Strong anger of twisters,
For the one I truly and truly love,
The desert and the volcanic ash
The ungiving, the unyielding
It is like,
A dead pond
Murky, brackish water,
It is the dwelling of
A porcupine-fish, just that,
It does not even swim
Or tried learning the art
Of swimming
It is my pain
This is my pain that I painted
On a piece of paper
One dark line in black
At the end at the rightmost tip
Is the red
Tip of iron-hot jagged-edge acetylene torch fire
It is aimed in my head in my heart
It is anger
That is angry to itself
And so everything in this pond dies,
The moss, the lilies,
The tadpoles the catfish the last catfish
Of this pond
Died the other day the frogs Stopped croaking since
The toads found warts on their throats
It is anger
A blizzard
Burst my eardrums
She may sing the songs
Of love to my deaf
Ears
Perforated Eardrums of anger
It is anger That keeps me alive
Its only desire Is to kill This anger this looseness
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Like That You Stay
i like that you stay,
for a moment inside my room.
i will ask you, those little things
that you can do for me, so you will stay for a while
so i may have a smell of you
so i may see you even for a few seconds
so i may have life.
i ask you to pull the calendar page. It is not
october anymore. Time flies.
you display me the face of november. a sad one.
a face of uncompromising stance. Not not you. Not your love.
you may refuse my feelings, like the way you resist
some sweeter spaces between us. i like you.
i like you to stay even for a moment.
you flatten a crumpled piece of paper and you ask:
there is still something important on this page.
i look at it. some words, not supposedly written
some words, not to be read by anybody.
you read it. how can you understand?
when i always conceal the meaning
of my pain. i am only for me. I understand the rules
of this game.
i like you to stay really. i like you.
but then, i open the door and then you leave.
you have never understood, the silent beats
of my dying heart.
i like it this way. i touch myself still wanting to touch you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Security
I know the feeling i can see it in the mirror
It knows that i'm receptive and it knows that i am here
It's always quite confusing when i try to leave it home
I'll be walking going somewhere and i feel i'm not alone
It is with me in the morning it is with me late at night
It's always confidential and it knows i'm always right
I can hide it in believing what i'm doing is not a game
But the feeling keeps me feeling that it's with me just the same
If something in the world seems right then it is what i know
This is where i want to be, so this is where i go
Everybody feels better look inside and see a radio, a radio
Everybody feels better with security
I put on my coat and omit my hat
Get a grip on my umbrella i'm not looking back
Everybody's different but we're all quite the same
And the feeling comprehensive and the feeling in the range
It is with me in the morning it is with me late at night
It is always quite supportive and it knows i'm always right
I can hide it in believing what i'm doing is not a game
But the feeling keeps me feeling that it's with me just the same
And if something in the world seems right then it is what i know
And this is where i want to be then this is where i go
Everybody feels better look inside and see a radio, a radio
Everybody feels better with security
I know the feeling i can tell you when it's there
It's crawling up my socks and it's running through my hair
It's always quite confusing when i try to leave it home
I'll be walking going nowhere and i'll feel i'm not alone
It is with me in the morning it is with me late at night
It is always confidential and it knows i'm always right
The feelings there to tell me what i'm doing is not a game
And the feeling keeps me feeling that it likes it just the same
And something in the world seems right and this is what i know
And if this is where i want to be then this is where i'll go
Everybody feels better look inside and see a radio, a radio
Everybody feels better with security
It's just something they told me
They said that everything in the world is right and this is what i know
And this is all i want to be so this is where i go
Everybody feels better look outside and see a radio, a radio
Everybody feels better with security-t-t
Everything in the world is right and this is who i know
And this is where i want to be so this is where i go
Everybody feels better look inside and see a radio, a radio
Everybody feels better with security-t-t
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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Feels So Good
Feels good
Im stranded on a spaceship hideaway
And something makes me think Im here to stay
Im so happy where I am
Feels good
Ive journeyed to the other atmospheres
And every breath I take just makes it clear
Im holding heaven in my hands
Its automatic baby and it feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
These extra-sensory sensations
Are causing me some complications
Electrostatic information
Feels good
Im playing with a pleasure trafficker
Arriving soon intergalactica
Im holding heaven in my hands
Its automatic baby and it feels good
Feels good
Feels good
Feels good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels good
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels so good
Feels good
Im stranded on a spaceship hideaway
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
Feels good
And it feels so good
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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To Avoid An Explosion
honestly
i do not write to impress
you
with what i have in mind
or what i am
to you or the
rest of those
who are reading
each word
i write because
i have to express myself
it is like a
pressure cooker
you know
trying to make the
hard meat
soft to my
eating
that steam being
let go
on those vents
simply to avoid
an explosion.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Got You
Right here
Something in the dark shot glasses, you know
Something that you can lean to
Something that you can ride to
Something that you can step to
You know
Sometimes real love can be
Not seen 'cause you're thinkin'
What's right in front of you
Can't be the one for you
Then one day you realize that
There are feelings that you can't hold back
And you're so caught up
Now that's all you think of
Crazy how
All that talk of us not able to last
Just because of mistakes we made in the past
But they fail to understand
Chorus:
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you
You got me
I got you
Things are often said to
Doubt what I feel for you
But words that people say
Won't take my love away
Although it hurts sometimes, it's alright
But why they say some things that ain't right
I never know but please understand that baby, it ain't nothing
All that talk of us not able to last
Just because of mistakes we made in the past
But they fail to understand
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you (I got you, baby)
You got me (you got me, baby)
I got you (I got you, baby)
You got me (you got me, baby)
So that's all that people can do
Nevermind all the love, all that you
gotta do is simply love, trust, and just stay...
Together we'll get through whatever if we
Don't let speculations make situations up
We'll be alright
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you (I got you, baby)
You got me (you got me, babe)
I got you
And nobody can come to change a thing (feels so good inside)
'Cause you gotta know
You got me
And it feels so good to have your back now
I'm so proud
I got you
And if somebody tries to take you from me
They will see I've got you (I got you)
You got me (yes, you got me, baby)
I got you (nothing come between us)
You got me (you got me)
I got you (through whatever)
You got me (you're all that I need)
I got you (oh, baby)
You got me (forever, baby)
I got you (I got you)
You got me (you got me)
I got you
You got me
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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I've always been really in touch with my primal instincts. In my profession you have to be. You have to be open to going where your emotions take you. Acting is a sort of pressure cooker that allows the fizz to come out the top. God knows what I'd be like if I didn't have that. Even more animal, perhaps.
quote by Andy Serkis
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Dead Will Be The King
Why believe the heart torn, which is the only thief - Why not put me to death, a feast with the dead - Finally for my dark soul, the pressure of pleasure to a release - When you are unhappy, a cross of grief - I am happy, when my nose bleeds, nails taste like my tongue, i vomit, just to breathe - The fly fed by my meat of flesh, she reaps, i cry, in defeat - I will obey the wind, the flow off her rotten wings - I will swell, if she stings - I shall be her joker, her jack, her queen - If she wears the crown and i bow to a box, dead will be the king.
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Exceptional Excellence Undenied
Tease the cooker!
But not too much.
Remember the cooker decides,
Whose taste buds will be satisfied!
And why...
If the cooker so chooses to apply,
An exceptional excellence undenied.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Death Dies Again
It was death himself
at my swords tip
shocked at his predicament
unaccustomed as he was
to insouciance
and unfamiliar he was
with his own impending ending.
How do you tell Death that
his own death comes?
He said.
'How am I to meet
alls end this way
when I am the very symbol
of the terminus;
the end for all and the other many? '
'Tell me how I am come to this end;
the irony of my own dead death
now near? '
'Death must die' I said
as life itself begins'
'Its not so mysterious Death
to understand.
You are not the end but
my own beginning
and I am life's insistence at the beginning;
that coming to the fore
youth moving to sure
and steady borning.
'That is the cycle of all things, '
I said.
'You die death;
not a sad departing
but my own new beginning.
'How sad' Death said
'I understand your glib reckoning
but my death to me is personal
and while the Great Cycle
to you is mesmerizing
for me it is my fully sensed ending.
Endings are personal and while
loves I've known
have found new loves
it has not
and did not
obliterate
old love's ending.
And that is I.
Old loves die
and their death
is not erased
by new love's
beginning;
they fade
away amid the sad
sighings
we hear at night
when alone
in our beds
in the dark
crying.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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