On A Night Trip On The Last Trip Of The Bus Bound For Zamboanga
i do not look for any reason
why i choose the last trip bound for zamboanga
it is not important
i take the pleasure of seeing nothing along the road
but the darkness and some street lights
some houses keeping the porch flickering
on some constancy
of having light and caution
against evil.
the rest of the few of the passengers here
are all asleep
tired of the day's business
whatever
i could not sleep thinking about this journey
like a bullet looking for its subject
like a tennis ball dissolving into a dark space
soundlessly, everything moves
inside my mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bus Travel At Night
it is the loneliest journey
bus travel at night
the driver does not talk
to the conductor
the silence is the silence of the sleep of all the passengers
i follow the road
the signs are intact
there are only lights on the sides of the streets
the trees are black
the leaves are merely shadows
the world passes me by
in complete silence the scenes changes
and all so sudden
the world moves with me
the bus is a bullet
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Many Lights Do You See?
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There's one to say that night has come
And there's one that guards this jagged shore
And there's one to call the children home
And there's one to light the path they take
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There's one to keep the shadows off
And there's one that tells me she got home
And there's one to read his novel by
And there's one that warms this dreary room
And there's one to watch the baby sleep
And there's one to count the blinking stars
And there's one that I just can't forget
And there's one that I remember too
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There's one that waits for closing time
And there's one that gets left on all night
And there's one that marks the western sky
And it shines down on the quiet street
And there's one that floods the darker parts
And there's one that hurts my tired eyes
And there's one that says she's not asleep
And there's one that waits for her to wake
How many lights do you see?
How many lights do you see?
There is one that spills out on the beach
And it sparkles on the jetting rocks
And there is one that waits for tired ships
That sleep within this tired port
song performed by by Bright Eyes
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Good verse Evil
There could be a time
When good is defeated
When lights vanish from time
When the sun does not rise
There will be only night
In night there will be only darkness
And in darkness there will be only evil
There could be a time
When evil is defeated
When the dark is banished to the fiery depths of hell
There will be only happiness
People will not live in fear
The earth will be blinded in light
And in light there will be only good
But you have a choice
You can choose to fight the dark
And conquer the evil
Laughter is the best weapon against evil!
poem by Blair Williams
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Passengers
The things we think that feel the best.
Most often cause us pain.
So we risk to seek the pleasure.
Again, and again and again.
This is for the ones we hurt the most.
They sit and watch us slowly die.
We sacrifice their little hearts.
We rarely bat an eye.
They are merely passengers.
Riding on our ship.
We unknowingly bring them along.
On our destruction trip.
When we feel the pain.
They feel it even more.
The quest to our destruction.
Lies just beyond the door.
We open it up and walk right in.
The pleasures make us blind.
The innocent little passengers.
They follow right behind.
A tear wells up in the little one’s eye.
And rolls down their little cheek.
But we journey down the road to hell.
Their pain is worth the peek.
Another door, another room.
Further in we go.
The passengers hurt and terrified.
As we continue on our show.
Then when it is all said and done.
And we admit our own defeat.
The innocent little passengers.
Stand behind us bruised and beat.
We turn around and there they are.
We see the damage we’ve done.
The pain for the innocent passengers.
Was not at all worth all our selfish fun.
We say we’re sorry, forgive me please.
Can we leave this all behind.
Not aware of all the scar tissues.
We’ve left in their little minds.
So chose your path so carefully.
With everything you say and do.
The pleasure we seek, it is all lies.
But to our passengers it’s the truth.
We hurt the ones we love the most.
Our actions lead the way.
Remember their tomorrows.
Lie within our todays.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Some Fun With Balloons On A Midnight Candle
some colored balloons in my room
floating towards the ceiling
they are light
wanting to escape
their nature of flight
they can fly away from this roof
and they all gleam on borrowed light of the moon
like some colored lights
fruits, floating fruits dissolving in dark skies
above a midnight candle
they stay for a while and travel a certain distance
in this heat this dark confusion in my mind
each shall burst, i have not heard this sound
cracking in this darkness
floating, i am, it is me, how well do i know?
this burst this natural death
in space
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In A Swedish Graveyard
After wearisome toil and much sorrow,
How quietly sleep they at last,
Neither dreading and fearing the morrow,
Nor vainly bemoaning the past!
Shall we give them our envy or pity?
Shall we shun or yearn after such rest,
So calm near the turbulent city,
With their heart stilled at length in their breast?
They all sleep with their heads lying westward,
Where all suns and all days have gone down.
Do they long for the dawn, looking eastward?
Do they dream of the strife and the crown?
Each one held a lit taper when dying:
Where hath vanished the fugitive flame?
With his love, and his joy, and his sighing,
Alas! and his youth and his name.
The living stands o'er him and dreameth,
And wonders what dreams came to him.
While the tender, brief twilight still gleameth,
With a light strangely mournful and dim.
And he wonders what lights and what shadows
Passed over these dead long ago,
When their feet now at rest trod these meadows,
And their hearts throbbed to pleasure or woe
What dreams came to them in their living?
The self-same that come now to thee.
If thou findest those dreams are deceiving,
Then these lives thou wilt know and wilt see:
The same visions of love and of glory,
The same vain regret for the past;
All the same poor and pitiful story,
Till the taper's extinguished at last.
All the treasures on earth that they cherished,
Now they care not to clasp nor to save;
And the poor little lights, how they perished,
Slowly dying alone in the grave!
With a flickering faint on the features
Of age, or of youth in its bloom:
Lighting up for grim Death his weak creatures,
In the darkness and night of the tomb,—
With a radiance ghostly and mournful,
On the good, on the just and unjust;
For a space, till the monarch, so scornful,
Turned the light and the lighted to dust.
No taper of earth he desired
In his halls where they quietly rest;
For all those who have toiled and are tired,
Utter darkness and sleep may be best.
poem by Emma Lazarus
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Empire Of My Mind
Well, there is trouble in my mind
There is dark
Theres dark, and there is light.
I lay our hands over my eyes
As I look deep
Through valleys deep and wide
Across the border line
For the empire in my mind
You are the reason I dont sleep
You are the light
Thats breaking through the leaves
You know how hard I try
To believe
I have something good inside
Over barricades I climb
For the empire in my mind.
I have no love somewhere in time
Ive been lifted up
Ive looked honor in the eyes
I have no reason; I have no rhyme
I cannot deny
Theres a darkness thats inside
I am guilty by design
And now I realize
The temptations made me blind
To the empire in my mind
There is no order
There is chaos
And there is crime
There is no one home tonight
In the empire in my mind
There is no distance that I dont see
I do have a will
No limit to my reach
I wish I would; I wish I might
See a line tonight
Separating wrong from right
Some are only born to try
And maybe thats the reason why
I am afraid someday Ill find
There is no empire in my mind
There is trouble in my life
There is trouble in my life
song performed by by Wallflowers
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Shadows flicker
To keep the light burning within
I quietly companion myself, when I can
Away from the mind-numbing rush to oblivion
The flickering interplay of light and darkness
Captures my attention
The light sometimes grows dim
Wilting against harsh winds
Only to revive as a guardian
Cups the flame, till it glows strong again
Lending a calming stillness, of quiet comfort
Sometimes the darkness wells up
Choking all that is light, and all that sustains light
Thrashes on dark quicksand
That’s when I pray for the light to be strong
For there are shadows flickering
Even under the brightest lamp, such is the nature of light
poem by Anita Atina
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Drive A Crooked Road
Cruisin down the street
Got the glaze in my eyes
Lookin for a thousand reasons why
I dont want to be here
I dont want to die
What was I thinking we should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
Drive a crooked road
Stop inside a liquor store
Just to grab a taste
Man behind the counter
Dont recognize my face
Give me all your money
Got not time to waste
What was I thinking
We should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
Chorus:
Drive a crooked road
Drive a crooked road
Satisfy your soul
Drive a crooked road
I just ran out of time
I just ran out of luck
Ive never been busted
And this aint even my truck
Everybodys laughin
Nobody cares
It seems like theres red
Flashin lights everywhere
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin in the darkness
Im staring at the bars
Couldnt drive too fast
I couldnt drive too far
I could have been somebody
I could have been a star
Should have stayed at home
Should have stayed in bed
Thought I heard this crazy
Screaming, screaming in my head, said
(chorus)
What was I thinking
We should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
(chorus)
song performed by by Toto
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Hotel Chelsea Nights
How long's it gonna be, babe
Before I get over you, doll
You're tearin' the stuff right out of me kid
What with you living right up the hall
And I'm tired of living in this hotel
TV and dirty magazines
And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea night
Maybe you just didn't read me right
The lights went out and you just sitting on the stair
I played your song but I couldn't get the melody right
Why don't you just shoot up like a ball of rubber bands
And I'm tired of living in this hotel
Fire and ashes blowin' cross the sheets
And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea night
I fell like getting rid of all my things
Maybe just disappear into the fall
The traffic roars and my stomach screams
Sittin' here watchin' roaches climb the wall
And I'm tired of living here in this hotel
Following a rainbow into town
And I'm just trying to get a little sleep
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea night
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Glinda's Theme
Come over here and rest awhile
Look at the trip you've made
I know you must be tired by now
So rest here in the shade
Oh, the journey that you've had to make
I've watched you bear the load
But you can always stay at my place
When you come off the road
And if you ever need someone (need someone)
Count on me anytime (you can count on me)
I'll be here to pick you up
Because a rested body is a rested mind
Because a rested body is a rested mind
(Because a rested body is a rested mind)
A rested body is a rested mind
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter anyhow
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When the rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm travelling on
Don't think twice it's all right
Well it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
Light I've never known
Ain't no use in turning on the light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Wish there was something you could do or say
Something to make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talking anyway
Don't think twice, it's all right
And it ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
Like you've never done before
It ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
I can't hear you anymore
I'm thinking and a wondering, walking down that road
I once loved a woman - A child I'm told
Gave her my heart, but she wanted my soul
Don't think twice, it's all right
So long, honey-babe
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
Goodbye is too good a word babe
I'll just say,
song performed by by Nick Drake
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O B E
Find a space, a quiet place,
Lay lifes troubles down
Body asleep, mind awake,
A journey ones about to
take.
Floating down, walking
away,
Leaving our solid body
lay.
Taking on the inner lite,
Necessary, for the flight.
Tis the same, as when
we sleep,
We project breathing
deep.
Our energy connection,
holds secure,
So the trip, we can endure.
The silver cord remains in
place,
So we can travel, time
and space.
Going where we want to
be,
Energized, relaxed, and
free.
Concentration is the key,
There are many things to
see.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Sleepless Night
Old pipes creak and groan
almost as though a visitor is beyond the door
the lights of a passing car appear
against the blinds upon the window
holding almost for a second too long
tired the mind strays beyond all reason
into flights of fancy and mild fear
such thoughts linger, leave and return
warmth envelopes the body
making sweat run, damping hopes of sleep
beyond the duvet a cold chill waits
a duel between the two beckons
while the heart pounds against the chest
counting the unseen seconds
the mind alert making nonsense
footsteps, a cough, the wind
all noises play against reason
what lurks beyond the window
what awaits in the darkness of the street
what prevents this sleep
a thought created in tiredness
echoes late into the night
poem by Matthew Holloway
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And Here Comes Dark
It's dark outside
But I see the light
Then darkness
I see the light again
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I am lonely and sad
But I see the light
You ask my name
Then darkness
You take my hand
I see the light again
We fall in love
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I can't find you
But I see the light
You were right there
Then darkness
I have my doubts
I see the light again
You say I'm wrong
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I reach for you
But I see the light
You don't reach for me
Then darkness
I feel alone
I see the light again
I read your face
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I want to leave
But I see the light
You're come to me
Then darkness
I feel your grip
I see the light
You're hurting me
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I try to scream
But I see the light
You have my throat
Then darkness
I can not breath
I see the light
For the last time
And here comes dark
poem by Yasmin Rubayo
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Journey Towards Light
Walking on the road, I realized something amiss
On turning my back I saw my shadow had disappeared
Leaving me all alone in my journey towards light;
I searched for my companion everywhere
But to my grief he got lost somewhere in darkness
Leaving me all alone in my journey towards light
I don’t know how to pursue my journey without him?
Scared enough to take a step ahead
But determined to achieve my goal I began to walk
Not caring for obstacles and darkness in my path.
After reaching at the end of dark tunnel
I saw a ray of light
My happiness knew no bounds
But there came a voice from somewhere
And it was of my companion shadow
He told me, “My friend your journey in light has just begun
Keep following your path towards wisdom and you shall
Achieve your goal”.
Indeed he was right.
My journey towards light has just begun and
It’s a Long way before I reach my destination.
Dramatics Guild
singing and dancing
pointing to a you,
nobody, nobody but you,
crying and begging
for love and then
jumping for joy by reason
of a newly found
self: independent and
exploring, and happy
to be alone, this,
that, and this and that,
pure dramatics guild.
inside the room
the study lamp lights till dawn
writing a thesis
of human affairs
setting aside emotions
black and white in thinking
ablaze in logical deductions
this is his lady
reason and dogma
that is the truth of his
being and you have
never known
what twists await
at the end of this
deliberation.
poetry? side trip to the journey
of life's boring kingdom.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Shine Your Light
You've told me,
many times before,
that you prefer living,
in a world of darkness.
But tell me this,
when looking into darkness,
don't you see the smallest light,
in the distance?
Can't you see,
a little light,
that will shine through,
any darkness?
But yet you still say,
dark is better than light,
so are you saying that,
you too are a dark person?
No that can't be so,
when I think of you,
the last thing I'd think of,
would be dark.
You have so much light within,
but yet you've decided to live,
where no light can get in,
but is suffocated by dark.
You seem so strong inside,
but yet to everyone you hide,
except to me when you show me,
the real light within.
If you are full,
of such strong light,
then why do you tell everyone,
you love the darkness?
poem by Katherine Bryce
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So Tired
Well, Ive been on the road
For a year or more
And Ive done a lot of things
I never did before
Now I want everyone
To listen to my song
And you can tell me
When youve heard it
If you think Im wrong
cause Im so tired
Of everybody staring at me
Yes, Im so tired
And Im so uninspired
Please help me
Well Ive seen em rise
And Ive seen em fall
And I use to think that
I was having a ball
But I was kiddin myself
For a long long time
But now I got myself a spoon
And Im feeling fine
But Im so tired
Of everybody staring at me
Yes, Im so tired
And Im so uninspired
Wont you please help me
Where can you go
Where can you go
When there is no one
To show a guiding light
What did you say
What did you say
Have you been thinking about me
Day and night
cause Im so tired
Of everybody staring at me
And Im so, so tired
Im so uninspired
Please help me
Wont you please me ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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A journey, which I desired, never ends
Very early in the morning
Still dark around nothing visible
I was half asleep and I heard the
Voice of eldest my cousin brother
Got a news, very painful
I should have cried having heard this
How did I manage myself,
I do not know even now
No one around knew
I was aware of the happening
He left the scene,
With every one crying
I guised fast asleep still
No one had the courage to wake me up
It all brightened,
Things around showing up
I still posing as if I was asleep
Sometime later came in
My younger cousin sister
Came near and woke me up
Said “Come home”
I said “Go, I will follow”
She left, with nothing further to say
I got up with no mind to see
Or to talk any around
I came out of the house
Stepping down each step
Very slowly on to a street
Sun shining harsh
From mid-way eastern horizon
Walked very slowly
Deliberately walking over the heap of
Sharp edged granite nuggets
Allowing them to hurt my bare feet
Crisscrossing the road
So that the journey home
Was further elongated
I did not have the strength
To look at any one
I walked keeping the face down
Looking only at my feet
Sweating profusely
Because of the hot sun up
But I had no intension of wiping
I kept on walking
And reached home
To see my pregnant mother
Lying dead
Because it was a complicated
Case of delivery
And I was at the end of
A journey, which I desired, never ends
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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