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So You Don't Like The Sour Man?

so, here you are again, feeling sorry for the sour man
the one who does not know how to stretch his face
to make a smile
the one consumed by the ghosts of his own worries
that never came
the one who stays in the nook
afraid,
you do not like this sour man
scared, not easy to handle, expensive
to the pocket
you do not find him
a good company to your sports
laughter
and happy-go-lucky
merry, merry, merry,
round and round
telling people hey life is short why not just enjoy every minute of it
savor the moments
lick every sweet dropp of life like honey to your finger

finger licking good
till the last dropp till the supply lasts
take today, today, today, why worry about tomorrow

oh, you do not like the sour man
and you are angry at him

well, it is sad, the sour man has conquered you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Merry-Go-Round

Merry-go-round, merry-go-round,
Up in the sky.
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round,
Soars me high!
Breeze rustles,
cloud's castles,
Roam round and round!
I shriek in false fear,
Seeing the thing near,
which I never have found.
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round,
Brings the fun to me,
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round,
Fills mind with glee!
Moving round, round,
Touching the ground,
Almost kisses the sky.
Merry-go-round, merry-go-round,
Takes me up in the high!

poem by Nilakshi Das
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What Is It That You Like?

don't you like this sweetness
of my words?
you are bored with this sugar
and honey
and cream?
you are afraid you have become
sick of such
sweet tongue
such sweet indulgence?
oh, you want something bitter
something sour now?
some bitter herbs some sour
species of green lemons?
try me,
i am a bitter person
i am the latest delicacy of
all that is sour
and
decomposing.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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an unhappy childhood of this man who names himself 'I'.....

i've seen this picture of you
on that far corner of the world

land of snow and you are inside that very thick
winter clothes

there is that smile in your face
and i am taking a closer look

it is sour.

i know what sour is. I've been one for forty years
wearing that

sour smile, and i have many reasons why a smile must be sour
for forty years

the reasons are sour
very sour

beyond those tastes of a hundred green lemons

or a green mango with some disturbing gums on its mouth

i burned all my pictures in college
except those when i was yet a boy beside my mama and our white dog

i was in grade one and i did not like school and mama forced me into it

i was selling chocolates and i ate them all and mama was mad at me and beat me with a stick

papa did not like me reading books as he does not know how to read

i climb trees and hide on the leaves and read stories
in our dialect and draw some pictures of women without their dresses on

you see i still have this picture of myself riding a carabao and hauling some wood and coconut palms

i take a close look of my own smile, It is very sour
and it tastes like yours, but perhaps mine is the worst

but i am happy now, i know how to suppress sour smiles, i know how to manage and project myself

i smile like a cow now, and laugh like a horse
because all of them are dead.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fugue For The Fox

Call happy calling children are falling
In line to ride on the merry-go-round
People are passing children are laughing
They want to ride on the merry-go-round
Doesn't matter when you came
Every ride is just the same
Do not worry how it's done
There is room for everyone
Carousel turning children are yearning
To ride it forever and never come down
Little one's singing older one's clinging
Everyone riding the merry-go-round
Go round and round and up and down
Round and round they go always reaching for the ring of gold
Never knowing when the music's over they will be old
Call happy calling children are falling
In line to ride on the merry-go-round
People are passing children are laughing
They want to ride on the merry-go-round
Sometimes up and sometimes down
Don't let your feet ever touch the ground
Sometimes right and sometimes wrong
You'll end up where you belong
Sound of their laughter makes the ride faster
Soon the circus stand must come down
Music grows nowhere the ride is over
Say goodbye to the merry-go-round

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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izza on a merry-go-round

izza is my my niece
she rides on a merry-go-round
at the carnival
today

before riding it
however
she raises her eyebrow
puzzled
whether to ride
or not to ride
thinking that
if all these horses
run in circles
it will not
be arriving at any place
pointless
futile

on the other hand
all the other cousins
her age
are riding
and she too must ride it
for fifteen minutes

i see
she is enjoying every minute
of the ride
she finally decides to
mount herself
like the rest
waiving her hand
to her mother
taking pictures
on her first ride
on the merry go round
when it ends
she dismounts
at last

i ask her
how does it feel
to ride
in circles

she says
'it is so wonderful'

she claps her hands
and i tell her
'good! '

in silence
i could have told her this,
izza
that is what life is all about
a merry go round
where
we are all children
enjoying our ride
in circles
arriving at nowhere
arriving at no ends
and
your mother is
just like God
taking the pictures
of us waiving
our hands with joy
the joy of life
that joy
on that merry go round
too short
for fifteen minutes......

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crazy Circles

Life is like a merry go round painted horses riding up and down
Music takes you and you're gone again
Crazy circles never seem to end
Oh I will face the sun
Leavin shadows for behind
And together we'll go on
Through time oh yeah
Life is like a game of chance
Some find riches and some romance
Some find happiness and some find sorrow
Some find it today and some maybe tomorrow
Oh I will face the sun
Leavin shadows for behind
And together we'll go on
Through time oh yeah
Life is like a carousel you aim for heaven
And you wind up in hell
To all the world you're livin like a king
But you're just a puppet on a broken string
Oh I will face the sun
Leavin shadows for behind
And together we'll go on
Through time oh yeah
Life is like mm and the life is like mm
Crazy circles goin round and round
Crazy circles round and round and
One day you're up and the next day you're down
Life is like a merry go round

song performed by by Bad Company
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Izza On A Merry-go-round

izza is my my niece
she rides on a merry-go-round
at the carnival
today

before riding it
however
she raises her eyebrow
puzzled
whether to ride
or not to ride
thinking that
if all these horses
run in circles
it will not
be arriving at any place
pointless
futile

on the other hand
all the other cousins
her age
are riding
and she too must ride it
for fifteen minutes

i see
she is enjoying every minute
of the ride
she finally decides to
mount herself
like the rest
waiving her hand
to her mother
taking pictures
on her first ride
on the merry go round
when it ends
she dismounts
at last

i ask her
how does it feel
to ride
in circles

she says
'it is so wonderful'

she claps her hands
and i tell her
'good! '

in silence
i could have told her this,
izza
that is what life is all about
a merry go round
where
we are all children
enjoying our ride
in circles
arriving at nowhere
arriving at no ends
and
your mother is
just like God
taking the pictures
of us waiving
our hands with joy
the joy of life
that joy
on that merry go round
too short
for fifteen minutes......

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Fruity Taste of Life

Sweet and sour is life
What yours shall be, destiny shall contrive
But dependence on destiny shall decrease
And it will then depend on you, my friend decrees

What say you to that?
What surprise can pull from the hat?
Think of the sweet Tangerine
Perhaps you would, the sour Tamarind

They both spell L-I-F-E
For not even in strife
Shall the sweet in Tangerine
Be comparable to the sour in Tamarind

poem by Maureen Oby Iwueke Gbagir
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It Was Love That We Needed

It was love that we needed
(Hmm, hmm)
We needed love (it was love)
It was love that we needed (oh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Love
It was love (it was love)
It was love (that we needed)
We needed love, darlin'
Yeah, yeah-eh
(We needed love)
Somewhat impossible
No idea what was happenin' to me
All of my life, things were cool till now
Then the feelin', the strangest feelin' came over me
(Ooh, oh, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
My happiness just came with such surprise
The water just swelled up in my eyes
An all I could see was your pretty, pretty face (pretty face)
Jumpin' up and down
All around (round) the place
It was love (it was love)
It was love (that we needed) that we needed
It was love, it was love, it was love, it was love
We needed love
It was love (it was love)
It was love (that we needed) that we needed, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
We needed love
Never, never, never did I know till now
My deep, deep feelings for another
When just romancin' in the world
Dancin' with you, girl
I knew we'd soon discover, soon discover
(Ooh, oh, na, na, na, na, na, na, na)
My happiness just came with such surprise
The water just swelled up in my eyes
An all I could see was your pretty, pretty face (pretty face)
Jumpin' up and down
All around (round) the place
It was love (it was love)
It was love (that we needed) that we needed
It was love, it was love, it was love, it was love
We needed love
It was love (it was love)
It was love (that we needed) that we needed, yeah, yeah-eh
We needed love
Sing it, girl
Loves, merry go round, goes around and round (whoo, ooh)
Loves, merry go round, goes round (round)
Loves, merry go round (listen)
Loves, merry go round, goes around and round
(Romancin' in the world)
(Just dancin' with you, girl)
Loves, merry go round, goes round (you're my world)
Loves, merry go round (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loves, merry go round, goes around and round
(Romancin' in the world)
(Just dancin' with you, girl)
Loves, merry go round, goes round (you're my world)
Loves, merry go round (whoo, ooh)
It was love (it was love)
It was love, it was love (that we needed) that we needed
It was love, it was love, it was love, it was love, it was love
We needed love
It was love (it was love) it was love
Love that we needed (that we needed)
We needed love, darlin'
We needed love, love, love, love
We needed love
Loves, merry go round, goes around and round
(Loves, merry go round, goes around and round)
(Round and around)
That love, merry go round, goes round
(Goes round and around, round and around, round)
Loves, merry go round
We needed love
Loves, merry go round, goes around and round
(All that we needed)
(It was all that we needed, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That love, merry go round, goes round
Loves, merry go round (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
We needed love
Loves, merry go round, goes around and round
(I'm so proud of you, I'm so proud of you)
That love, merry go round, goes round
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Loves, merry go round
We needed love
(All that we needed was love)
Loves, merry go round, goes around and round
(All that we needed was love)
That love, merry go round, goes round

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Significance of Birthday

Today is your day! Enjoy it's your day!
Today is the day, you opened your eyes to see this wonderful world and experience the beautiful creation of the god.
Today is the day, you made your family happy and proud by adding the hopes and new sunrise to there life.
Today is the day, you should thank god for gifting you with the precious “human life'.
Today is the day, for whatever you are here only because of this day and that‘s today.
Today is the day of your journey of life till today and pray god to give you decades of such fabulous days of today
Today is the day of celebration, day of joy, day of desiring to make life better and more good to value the precious gift given by god.
Today is your day1Enjoy it's your day!
It is your Birthday, Happy birthday to you
May god bless you, Happy Birthday to you

poem by Pinky Porwal
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Sour

some fruits are loved
for their being sour

it is their sourness
that reminds of their essence

like the green mango
it is even missed more
than when it ripened

but with you my love
do not worry

sour or sweet or bitter
we will always be together

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Merry Go Round

(b.andersson/b.ulvaeus)
First release 1972
I have tried in vain never had success
So it seems my life is nothing but a mess
I have lost my only friend
Now it seems I have to start again
Merry go round
Where am I bound
With my love and feelings
Merry go round
Who wants to kiss me
And hug me and miss me
Yes, who wants to do it
I wish that I knew it
Merry go round
Wish I had found
Somebody to care for
Where am I bound
Life is so lonely
If life is just only
To love when my loving
Goes round and round
Looking for someone
Who would want to stay
I might find her
With a bit of luck one day
But who knows
So until then
I can only try and try again
Merry go round
Where am I bound
With my love and feelings
Merry go round
Who wants to kiss me
And hug me and miss me
Yes, who wants to do it
I wish that I knew it
Merry go round
Wish I had found
Somebody to care for
Where am I bound
Life is so lonely
If life is just only
To love when my loving
Goes round and round
Merry go round
Where am I bound
With my love and feelings
Merry go round
Who wants to kiss me
And hug me and miss me
Yes, who wants to do it
I wish that I knew it
Merry go round
Wish I had found
Somebody to care for
Where am I bound
Life is so lonely
If life is just only
To love when my loving
Goes round and round

song performed by by ABBA
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Life Has Its Little Ups And Downs

I don't know how to tell her,
That I didn't get that raise in pay today,
And I know how much she wanted the dress in Baker's window,
And it breaks my heart to see her have to wait,
And cancel all the plans she made to celebrate.

But I can count on her to take it with a smile and not a frown,
She knows that life has its little ups and downs,
Like ponies on a merry-go-round,
And no one grabs the brass ring every time,
But she don't mind,
She wears a gold ring on her finger,
And it's mine.

The new house plans we've had so long,
I guess will gather dust another year,
And the daffodils are blooming that she planted way last fall,
Upon the hill, and over by the gate,
And Lord knows I hate to say again we'll have to wait.

But you can bet that she'll just take it with a smile and not a frown,
She knows that life has its little ups and downs,
Like ponies on a merry-go-round,
And no one grabs the brass ring every time,
But she don't mind,
She wears a gold ring on her finger,
And I'm so glad that it's mine,
She wears a gold ring on her finger,
And I'm so glad that it's mine.

song performed by by Charlie Rich, lyrics by Margaret Ann Rich from The Fabulous Charlie Rich (September 1969)
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Ode to A Sour Pickle

Ode to a sour pickle,
To pucker up your puss.
Lay down a shiny nickel,
Come on, don't be a wuss.

The heck with kosher dills,
And sweet little pickles too.
It's sour pickles for your gills,
Can't take a thing in lieu.

A big ole sour pickle,
Will bring on a grimace.
Where they're concerned I'm fickle,
Please bear me no malice.

12/23/10 Alton Texas

poem by by unknown author
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In The Harbour: The Wine Of Jurançon. (From The French Of Charles Coran)

Little sweet wine of Jurançon,
You are dear to my memory still!
With mine host and his merry song,
Under the rose-tree I drank my fill.

Twenty years after, passing that way,
Under the trellis I found again
Mine host, still sitting there au frais,
And singing still the same refrain.

The Jurançon, so fresh and bold,
Treats me as one it used to know;
Souvenirs of the days of old
Already from the bottle flow,

With glass in hand our glances met;
We pledge, we drink. How sour it is
Never Argenteuil piquette
Was to my palate sour as this!

And yet the vintage was good, in sooth;
The self-same juice, the self-same cask!
It was you, O gayety of my youth,
That failed in the autumnal flask!

poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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We Wish You A Merry Christmas

So we drive as fast as we can go
through the black night black ice and the snow
until we see the street signs and we know
we are coming home
Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin
Good tidings for Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
And so when the words we sing are gone
Pray God's blessing continues on
and you laugh and compliment this
merry Christmas
Good tidings we bring
to you and your kin
Good tidings for Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
we wish you a merry Christmas
and a happy new year

song performed by by Relient K
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Glee -- The Ghosts

In life three ghostly friars were we,
And now three friarly ghosts we be.
Around our shadowy table placed,
The spectral bowl before us floats:
With wine that none but ghosts can taste,
We wash our unsubstantial throats.
Three merry ghosts--three merry ghosts--
three merry ghosts are we:
Let the ocean be Port, and we'll think it good sport
To be laid in that Red Sea.

With songs that jovial spectres chaunt,
Our old refectory still we haunt.
The traveller hears our midnight mirth:
"O list!" he cries, "the haunted choir!
"The merriest ghost that walks the earth, "
"Is sure the ghost of a ghostly friar."
Three merry ghosts--three merry ghosts--
three merry ghosts are we:
Let the ocean be Port, and we'll think it good sport
To be laid in that Red Sea.

poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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Affirmations(2002-2004)

Today, I will get up before my alarm
Today, I won't close my eyes until dusk
Today, I will not get a speeding ticket
Today, I will count this day as a first
Today, I will enjoy the life that has been left to me
Today, I won't frown over the may-have-beens
Today, I won't cry over the should-have-beens
Today, I won't wonder about the could-have-beens

Today, I'll smile.......Today, I'll Laugh.... Today, I'll relax

Today, I won't feel alone because I don't see you
Today, I'll find something new that wasn't true of you
Today, I won't be afraid to look upon a new face
Today, I'll step up and take my place
Today, I won't think about what I've lost
Today, I'll look forward instead of behind
Today, I'll find some piece of mind

Today, I'll hope.... Today, I'll pray... Today, I'll believe

Today, I'll dream as if I always did
Today, I'll wish on a star the way I used to
Today, I'll reach for the heavens and sigh
Today, My heart will start to heal
Today, the biggest miracle is ME.
Today, Yesterday's problems ceased to be
Today, the rain has stopped and the sun has returned
Today, the breath of kindness is found in words

Today, I wonder.... Today, I am a child.

poem by Lillian B. Rose
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Not guilty by the hour

‘Guilty or not guilty’, he asks

She says, ‘Not guilty by the hour’
Her face looking very sour
Not guilty by the day
If you look at things my way

I stand here a bruised flower
Helplessly ripped of all her power
Dreading been subjected
To another punishing shower

If today I am jailed
Then society has failed
It is he who should have been long nailed

So she says, ‘Not guilty by the hour’
Her face looking very sour
Not guilty by the day
If you look at things my way

Many a time I have cried
Knowing how hard I’ve tried
A victim of domestic violence
Dismissed by all as nonsense
Ignoring my pleas by pretence
Enduring yearly beatings and mental abuse
Even my public cries seemed to be of no use
As I stand before you all wrongly accused

With my very own hands
I have taken away a life
Without the use of a knife

But I’m not guilty by the hour
Her face looking very sour
Not guilty by the minute
If you take your time and sit
Examine every fact without prejudice bit by bit
Not guilty by the day
If you look at things my way

For with the drunkenness of a violent man
Sprung the madness of an innocent woman
Yet I profess to be hundred percent human

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Here Today & Gone Tomorrow

Philip bailey, m. sharron & g. ballard
Wanting you, and watching every move
Turns me all over
Like a first time lovers woo
My hearts, your heart,
And every time you hit that door
Theres a chance in a million
I wont see you anymore
Though I never want to leave your side
But weve got to realize were
(chorus)
Here today and gone tomorrow
Nothing lasts forever and a day
(nothing ever lasts forever)
Here today, and gone tomorrow
This is too good to be real, and I never
Want to say good-bye
I reminisce and savor every kiss
Every moment
For in a moment we are gone
Cherish you, and when the night
Is through
Starting all over,
Spending it with you
Its so precious in the time we spend
cause when it all comes to an end were
(chorus)
Here today and gone tomorrow
Nothing lasts forever and a day
Here today, and gone tomorrow
Your love is too good to be true and i
Never want to say good-bye
And when I look into your eyes
I thank God that Im alive
I can never say Ive missed
All of the reasons were
Here today and gone tomorrow
(repeat chorus)

song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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