Signs Of My Old Age
just wet my pant
this morning
i was holding it
it was too short
to be seen
after i had it full
in my mouth
the bottle
of mineral water
in my hand
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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From Zero
from zero i have to
go again to some
one like you.
for i am nothing
and will always be
nothing
without you.
and then you come
very simply
as a smile
a pat on my back
and then
a hold
on my hand
my heart begins
to beat
like i am some
one
for you
and then we are
here
from ground
zero
a leaf falls
a little wind blows
a lock of hair
on my palm
the first step
to a kiss
i sit here
remembering
things again
three women
are carried
up
on an elevator
as i watch
with a bottle
of mineral water
beside my hand.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everything You Have To Pay For This Days
Everything you have to pay for this days
Like a bottle of water
If you want to drink it
And I believe that is insame to pay for a bottle of water
Because the water that you buy is not 100% pure
Half of the water that you drink is bottle water and the other half is tap Water
But the water that you get out from your tap is just as good as the water
That you buy in the store
Why?
Because the water from the tap at home you don't have to pay for it
And you can drink as much as you like
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Bottle
Life long bottle partner
Feeding bottle at childhood
To Ganga jal(Holy water of river Ganga)
Bottle at deathbed
Water bottle at schooldays
Cold drinks bottles
And liquor bottles at adulthood
And blood bottles at hospital bed.
Lifelong bottle partner
Lifelong bottle partner
Our life our soul is in a bottle
This body is bottle
And it is life partner.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Water Is Not Water
Just not wet anymore.
Won't work as a door stop.
Must have some water.
WATER-WATER-WATER-WATER
In the baby bottle, SMALL BOTTLE-ok.
Just thirsty.
Want some cold WATER? ?
We don't have any water.
CRY-CRY-CRY, tears are water.
BUT-there not wet NOW.
TEARS NOT WET - TEARS NOT WET.
ACID RAIN no pain.
ACID RAIN no pain.
ACID RAIN no pain.
DRIP rain drops - DRIP.
Clouds full of ACID RAIN.
CRY-CRY-CRY-CRY.
11/24/2006 Joe Poewhit
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JESUS SAVES
poem by Joe Poewhit
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Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless--like water. Now you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup, You put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle, You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now water can flow or it can crash Be water my friend.
Bottle Of Red Wine
(by bonnie bramlett and eric clapton)
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I cant get up out of bed
With this crazy feeling in my head.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
You hear what I say?
Gonna love you anyway.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I went to an all-night get together
And everyone I knew was there.
Had the love that would last forever.
Everywhere I looked, I saw you standing there.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I cant get up out of bed
With this crazy feeling in my head.
I said get up right now, oh oh.
I said get up right now.
Feel so bad this morning; got a terrible headache in my head.
Do me a favor, baby, do me a favor please.
Please get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up, get up; get your man a big big bottle of red wine.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Your Last Picture
you in black shirt
wet with sweat
on a blue train
in the city
you are holding
a bottle of beer
on your side is
the dalmatian
without the usual
rope in your hand
things run smoothly
like the train
like the round body
of the bottle of beer
like your dog
lying on the floor
of the train
one night
when all the
passengers
are gone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Water
Fishes was
Kissing on
The water...
Water was
Enjoy the
Kissing...
Moment of the
Fish is
Very fun...! !
Hit the tail
To tail
Making kising
Is.....
Mouth to mouth
Wonder full...
Wonder full
Kisses is
Fish + fish
Given by nature...
Watch the lession
Fish kissing
Water only
See and enjoy...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Without you [2]
In my thoughts we sit on the porch
of the big old house
in fifth avenue
and we watch the sun setting,
with colours that no painter can reflect
and the smell of the flowering jacarandas
is heavy and sweet in the air,
we drink sweet wine, from a bottle St. Anna
and your smile and the short happiness
I cannot catch here
but now there are tears that hang heavy
on my eyelids
and I am afraid of every new morning,
as without you my life is shattered,
without you
my life is like a cup full of holes
from which the water of life, flows continually,
as if I am caught in a world
where my destiny is already set
and this is just a helpless daydream
which is disillusioned
in the brightness
of every new tomorrow
and the reality of life.
[Reference: Sonder jou (“Without you”) (a song) of Mandi Engelbrecth.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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You Spend Always For Company
it is always the case
this money that you spend to lavish your friends
with anything that you can think of just to keep
company alive: a buffet yesterday
a dinner by the beach
pizza at the yellow cab
and some home made ice cream and some light beer
some like it better with tomato cream soup
and others ask for a can of coke
one orders a bottle of mineral water
and then a nice conversation is shared
some stories pass from one mouth to another
about a friend whose life is messy
about a wife who can no longer endure an unhappy marriage
with a violent husband to boot
making her a punching bag and the latest decision
to petition for an annulment of marriage
some discover about a two friends finally having a gay affair
and the talks become so intriguing
you listen, the hours pass, the nights get darker, the music gets louder
you just listen, you look at each face facing you
without any significance
your mind travels far away from them
you get a scoop of vanilla ice cream
and they ask about you
and you tell them that the ice cream is so good.
it is not so sweet. just enough to tickle your tongue.
then one gets so sleepy, yawns and you say that it is such a
very romantic night.
you foot the bill. everyone is happy with you.
a pleasant company.
good night, they say, and again you are left alone
walking at dawn, and then the lights are slowly turned off.
the beach gets so white, with the coming of the morning sun.
some shadows start to vanish. another set of walkers
and blank faces and you say: the night is over.
good morning boracay!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Stolen Child
(wb yeats)
Come away, human child
To the water
Come away, human child
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand
Where dips the rocky highland
Of sleuth wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There weve hid our faery vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries
Come away, human child
To the water
Come away, human child
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light
Far off by furthest rosses
We foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep
Come away, human child
To the water
Come away, human child
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above glen-car
In pools among the rushes
The scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
We give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams
Away with us hes going
The solemn-eyed:
Hell hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside;
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Around and around the oatmeal-chest
For he comes, the human child
To the water
He comes, the human child
To the water and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
From a world more full of weeping than he can understand
Human child
Human child
With a faery, hand in hand
From a world more full of weeping than he can understand...
Than he can understand...
He can understand...
song performed by by Waterboys
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Looking for Water
Still the leaves are spinning 'round
Take my hand as we go down, and down, and down
Looking for water
Well, our light's gone in a New York minute
Don't know about you, but my heart's not in it
(Looking, looking, looking)
I'm looking for water
I'm looking for water
(Looking, looking, looking)
I can't breathe the air, can't raise a fact
'Cause all we've got left is a beat in the night, and I'm
(Looking for water)
Looking for water
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
Take my hand as we go down, and down
Leave it all behind, nothing could be found
(I'm, looking for water)
I'm looking for water
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
(I, looking for water)
Looking everywhere
(Looking for water)
Looking here and there
(I'm looking for water)
I'm looking for water
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I can't live in this cage, I can't eat this candy
The edge of the earth to the spin in my head
The look in your eyes and never means never
The dawn's early light, baby, dark is forever
(Looking, looking)
(Looking, looking)
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for water)
(Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for watter)
Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for watter)
Looking, looking)
I
(Looking for water)
(Looking for watter)
song performed by by David Bowie, music by David Bowie, lyrics by David Bowie from Reality
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Lost Innocence
The small boy sits in the corner
waiting for his father into return.
He is afraid to move about,
He might be punished for that also.
He believes his father
will bring him something good.
But when his dad walks through the door,
all he has is the bottle in his hand.
He runs to embrace his father
and receives a blow to the head.
When the fragile child awakens,
He is in much pain.
His drunken father lies on the couch,
without a care in the world.
He returns slowly and quietly
To his darkened corner,
And says to himself
'Wouldn't it be great if my father loved me,
More than the bottle in his hand.'
(Views Taken from a short story in hindi.)
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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In my thoughts we sit on the veranda
In my thoughts we sit on the veranda
of the big old house
in fifth avenue
and we see the setting sun
with colours that no person is able to paint
and the smell of flowering jacarandas
is heavy and sweet in the air
we are drinking sweet wine
from a bottle of St. Anna
and your smile and the short happiness
between us, I cannot catch here
but now there are only tears
hanging heavily on my eye lids,
I am scared for every new morning
as without you my life is meaningless
without you my life is like a watering can
from which the water of life
is continuing to leak out
as if I am caught in a world
where my destiny is already set
this is only another helpless daydream
that is disillusioned in the brightness
of every new morning
and the reality of life.
[Reference: Sonder jou (‘n liedjie) (Without you (a song)) by Mandi Engelbrecth.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Short Term Effect
Movement
No movement
Just a falling bird
Cold as it hits the bleeding ground
He lived and died
Catch sight
Cover me with earth
Draped in black
Static
White sound
A day without substance
A changeof thought
An atmosphere that rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
Scream
As she tries to push him over
Helpless and sick
With teeth of madness
Jump jump dance and sing
Sideways across the desert
A charcoal face
Bites my hand
Time is sweet
Derange and disengage everything
A day without substance
A change of thought
The atmosphere rots with time
Colours that flicker in water
A short term effect
A short term effect
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
An echo
And a stranger's hand
A short term effect
song performed by by Cure
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By My Window At The Second Floor Of My Office
the strong wind
last night
brought it by
the window
of this second floor
office
rotten branch
with a lichen still
growing
a patch of green
on brown bark
a bottle of mineral
water is empty
and it is beside it
the glass window
shows it
and so i notice it
not my fault
why i am saying
about their
existence
again these things
are not
significant
except perhaps
the strong wind
last night
it gave us fear
amidst the darkness
when all the
lights turned
off
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Few Cents Short
(john michael montgomery)
Looking for spare change
To put gas in my car
But what Ive found
Wont get me very far
Seems lately the low times
Have hit me pretty hard
cause Im a few cents short
From getting to where you are
Im a few cents short
Of holding you in my arms
And a few cents short
Of keeping us from falling apart
Aint it funny how the money
Can change our lives
cause Im a few cents short
From losing you tonight
So I walked to a pay phone down the road
But a few dimes and a nickel is all I had
The operator wants more money
To place my call
But Im a few cents short
If that dont beat it all
Im a few cents short
Of holding you in my arms
And a few cents short
Of keeping us from falling apart
Aint it funny how the money
Can change our lives
cause Im a few cents short
From losing you tonight
Im a few cents short
Of holding you in my arms
And a few cents short
Of keeping us from falling apart
Sure is funny how the money
Can change our lives
cause Im a few cents short
From losing you tonight
Yes Im a few cents short
And Ill be losing you tonight
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Long Neck Bottle
Longneck bottle
Let go of my hand
Hey jukebox dont start playin that song again
cause theres a girl at home who loves me
You know she wont understand
Longneck bottle
Let go of my hand
Hey barroom mirror on the wall
Go stare at someone else
Dont show the world the fool I am
Just keep it to yourself
Longneck bottle
Let go of my hand
Hey jukebox dont start playin that song again
cause theres a girl at home who loves me
You know she wont understand
Longneck bottle
Let go of my hand
Dance floor seems youre underneath my feet
Everywhere I turn
I oughta waltz right out of them swingin doors
But thats a step I just cant learn
Longneck bottle
Let go of my hand
Hey jukebox dont start playin that song again
cause theres a girl at home who loves me
You know she wont understand
Longneck bottle
Let go of my hand
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Sparkling wine and blood
How should I know,
that red J Le Roux sparkling wine
and blood has the same colour.
The one foams
sparkling out of a beautiful bottle
and the other gushes out of an artery or drips
and comes from the heart.
Yesterday, it feels half a life ago,
there was grape moisture
that came from a bottle
while love was blooming in full.
Today the taste is still in my mouth,
there are still a few blocks of chocolate left
and I wonder when
we are going to eat the potato chips
and when you are gone,
it’s as if nothing here is right
and I loose my heart
bit by bit
with red blood.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Head Above Water
Lyrics: daryl hall, john oates, sara allen
Music: daryl hall
Oceans emotions yeah we all feel the same
Afraid of undertow and great tidal wave
May go under many hundred of times
Keep on kickin, baby throw me a line
C.c. sick, mai de mer
Try, try, try Im holding on, holding my
Head above water
Its so hard to keep my head above water
No never envy the big fish in da pond
Its deep and dark when all the surface is gone
My kind of humor kind of keeping me dry
On the horizon, water touches the sky
C. c. sick, mal de mer
Try, try, try Im holding on, holding my
Head above water
Its so hard to keep my head above water.
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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