Rody
after how many plays
and stories written
Brody has remained an
undergraduate
his impatience for listening
has grown fangs
venomous he scares
those who could have spoken
about what his truth is
his inability to take the shape
of the mold
where he wants to fit in
genius i know he is
but look at him
he is always overtaken by
the worst nincompoop in town.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rody, the impatient genius
after how many plays
and stories written
Brody has remained an
undergraduate
his impatience for listening
has grown fangs
venomous he scares
those who could have spoken
about what his truth is
his inability to take the shape
of the mold
where he wants to fit in
genius i know he is
but look at him
he is always overtaken by
the worst nincompoop in town
true he writes
in fact the best in the city
but i guess
Brody isn't that smart enough
to know what a system is
and to fear its wisdom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Poem's Truth Is That It Says More Than It Knows
THE POEM’S TRUTH IS THAT IT SAYS MORE THAN IT KNOWS
The poem’s truth is that it says more than it knows
That it goes beyond its own intention
That it means in more than only one way
The poem’s truth is its hidden music
And the melody it plays through and beyond our listening
A poem’s truth answers itself in endless questions and ambiguities
No wonder no one simply reads these simple words
As if they were simply written.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Thoughts Of A Dying Atheist
eerie whispers
trapped beneath my pillow
you won't let me see
your memories
and I know you're in this room
I'm sure I heard you sigh
frozen in between
where our worlds collide
scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
and I know the moment's near
and there's nothing you can do
look through a faithless eye
are you afraid to die?
it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
It scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
and it scares the hell out of me
and the end is all I can see
song performed by by Muse
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Not Listening Effectively
Clarification!
I did not accuse you,
Of not listening.
Effectively.
However,
I do question...
You inability to use your ears,
For the purposes of hearing.
You may find that a doing so,
Will open your mind...
To comprehend with an understanding,
That to you which has been said.
But that would take,
A closing of your mouth.
To allow what has been spoken,
A giving of an opportunity to be heard first.
And IF that something said,
You already know?
There is nothing like the proving of it.
With action and not the servicing of lip.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silent Truth
I can see the truth with it's infinite light
Shining through the darkest night
Becoming pure in it's own way
Never trying to become astray
Sometimes the truth does not speak at all
Never telling us that we will fall
Although we rise again and feel
The truth is always there and real
Listening to the truth may open our eyes
Catching us by an unexpected surprise
The truth is spoken again
And will never fail to end
poem by Sarah Bruun
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Scares
I got a million scares that can’t be seen.
Well they can at night when I sleep.
These scares are the nightmares that I dream.
Nightmares of a childhood that was far from perfect.
One of scares is the voice of my own mother’s words that hurt.
Burden, useless and cripple she called me.
All because I was born with Cerebral Palsy.
I have other scares that cut just as deep.
Like the distance between me and my daddy.
How to people live in the same house and barely speak?
It was as if no matter what I said he just did not hear me.
Some times my scares feel so fresh I try to dull the pain with alcohol;
which is now becoming its’ own scare.
Well, I’m done bitching because I know you too have your own
scares.
Lazy Enlightenment
now my soul speaks
now it is spoken before
it has spoken
before it has attempted
to speak
to my body to my mouth
seeing itself
in itself seeing
the beauty of the mirror
mirroring itself
upon itself
it is there
there is no question
there is no answer either
it is there
we have not seen it
we feel it
it is there listening
to us listening
to those awakened
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There are two main human sins from which all the others derive: impatience and indolence. It was because of impatience that they were expelled from Paradise, it is because of indolence that they do not return. Yet perhaps there is only one major sin: impatience. Because of impatience they were expelled, because of impatience they do not return.
quote by Franz Kafka
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Make your mold. The best flux in the world will not make a usable shape unless you have a mold to pour it in.
quote by Robert Collier
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
Old Age Time
You have lost the stage of supremacy
So only alternate left is intimacy
You don’t want to loose privacy
Hence tune on suitable frequency
It gets deeps with passing of an age
You may feel confined to cage
You are written off as spent force
Only few may love and others curse
You need strong partner
Who can understand you as gardener?
Gardener may also need support
As it may depend more on good rapport
You know more of your inability
That has already proved as bad quality
You are not wanted by any of the section
It all depends only on your action
You know your limits and hence nurturing
Render the advices and almost tutoring
You may need isolation and safe stay
Not wrong people may be preferred but kept away
It is more of compulsion than necessity
As it has grown out of your inability
It has come to you from sheer time passage
One must think carefully about it and manage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Perhaps there is only one cardinal sin impatience. Because of impatience we are driven out of Paradise because of impatience we cannot return.
quote by Franz Kafka
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Defamatory
what you said
was too defamatory
you paid him money
to tell a lie
and he got the money
and told the lie
the lie becomes a snake
with sharp fangs
the fangs contained the venom
and now
it spits back at you
you may not be dead
but i know that you are numb
for more lies
you too has become the snake
that spits the venom
that has grown fangs
now so immune
you manufacture all the lies
in that snake pit
of yours
how can the gods explain
such existence as you?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Perhaps there is only one cardinal sin: impatience. Because of impatience we were driven out of Paradise, because of impatience we cannot return.
quote by W.H. Auden
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Burning Up
Would you believe me
If I said Id never lie
Though it aint easy
I can tell you I have tried
But I got to say
That it comes those days
That I told something untrue
Would you forgive me
If I said Id lied to you
This is my fear
To tell you what Ive done
As things come clear
Im afraid that youll be gone
But all I know
Is if you go
At least Ive told whats true
Hope youll forgive me
When I say Ive lied to you
Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Yes Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
How will you kill me
For what Im about to tell
Please do it gently
cause you know Im bound for hell
All I know is
Ive lost my soul
Im burning inside
Hope youll forgive me
Yes I have lied
Oh yes Ive lied
Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Yes Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Now you know that Ive gone
And Ive been untrue to you
And once its told
Well you know theres nothing we can do
I regret that I let this get so out of hand
I pray, please stay, that youll understand
Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Yes Im burning up
Im burning for you
When the truth has been spoken
Theres nothing I can do
Im burning up...
(repeat)
song performed by by Eagle Eye Cherry
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What To Do
you get a handful of mud
put a little rain
and then you begin shaping
a face
carefully you put some
tenderness
sculpting forgiveness
you mold your vision
of integrity
you stop for a while
and contemplate on what is
it that is missing
your heart is heavy
it is filled with the burden
of love
you pour love
more of it like a basin
of water
the mold is so thirsty
until
it is finally broken
your hands after the
error
must begin again
to shape the mold
of regrets
until love reassembles
your face
a beautiful face so full of
hope &
courage
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let Them All Talk
Hear what I say
See what I do
Believe me now Im all over you
All over you
I know a place
A certain very tender spot
To have and to hold
To have and have not
Listening to the sad song that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche
Let them talk
Let them talk
Let them all talk
Oh yeah were killing time
Just to keep you clocking on
These are the best years of your life
Now theyre here and gone
Do the world a service
And you could do yourself a favour
Whose tongue now is tasting last weeks flavour
Our day will come
When you have squandered all your youth
To have and to hold
A stranger to the truth
Listening to the sad song that the radio plays
Have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche
Let them talk
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Shape In A Drape
There's a guy going round the town
You got to check what he is puttin' down
Just one look you know the story is great
He's the guy the chicks love
And the cats can't hate
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And you can dig that he is stookin'
Now some say he's a clipster and a tailor's toad
And he could hype a miserman for all his gold
Some say he's a hipster and some say nix
But everyone's solid when he gets his kicks
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And he is sure alive and kickin'
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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being cO-EQUAL
being co-equal
you are in no position to tell me
who i am
and what i am supposed to do
what i must speak
and what i must think
do not shame me with your
interference
you think that i have not done enough
and have not lived
to the shape and mold of your expectations
i am silent as paper
give me the pen
and i will tell you
i make the difference
and you shamed me too
for you speak in the tongue of
so much noise
i scream in the silence of
my written words.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truth Is.....
Truth is that when you left me,
I finally was happy.
Truth is that the day you showed me the truth,
I knew everything you have ever said was a lie.
Truth is that when I cried after we broke up,
I was crying tears of joy.
Truth is that the scares on my wrists and sheans,
I did because you caused me to be in pure darkness
Truth is that our first kiss,
I never felt the spark.
Truth is that what you wanted,
you never revised.
Truth is that when it came to the break up of you and me,
that was the day I felt like a queen.
Truth is that I still want to thank you,
for showing me the truth about you.
Truth is that you gave me a man,
who loves me for who I am.
Truth is that the day you left me,
I became alive.
Truth is that you never broke me,
you just gave me something greater fight for.
Truth is you lead me to him,
and how he's the one for me.
Truth is that I'm happy as can be,
all because you're the one who lose me.
poem by Alice Spakrs
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