That Corrupt Woman
what i hear this
morning is about the news of her
disorientation
she repeats the names of
those who left her
over and over again
she keeps asking for her
pills
she has aches all over her
body
when she goes to the doctor
the latter finds nothing
wrong
it is the apathy of her soul
the Furies are pulling her hair
and breaking her every bone
bad karma is the knife that slices
every portion of her skin
she will be returned home
now there is no cure
she will speak in ciphers
that she herself cannot understand
there is pain everywhere
but there is no visible wound
she finds no comfort in air
she is grasping for breath
she tears her own clothes
and roams naked in her mansion
her children are asking her
but her answers are dumb.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Home Of The Broken Heart
a broken heart
is always a stranger
looking for
a cure
on an unknown
terrain
it finds a river &
swims there
feeling cold it rises
naked from the water
dresses himself
to be born again
he finds a home
it is where his healed heart
is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
poem by Cedrick Dennis
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His Burden
early morning she goes out
putting orange juice in a cellophane
without bread or cookie
she sips like a child
she cannot be outdone by him
she walks a kilometer or so
and he would be looking for her
for hours filled with anxiety
then she finds her without her bra
in the marketplace
singing and dancing
the people looking at her with pity
tired she sleeps on one of the benches
and snores aloud
dirt is on her feet and arms
and hair and breasts
he finds her finally
and takes her with his arms back home
where his daughters are waiting
for their mom
his burden is his wife
besieged by the mystical furies
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pain Pills
I took too many pain pills
To see what it would do
I took too many pain pills
Now i'm thinking about you
I took too many pain pills
My body's shutting down
I took too many pain pills
I'm lying on the ground
I took too many pain pills
I'm wishing you were here
I took too many pain pills
My death is drawing near
I took too many pain pills
It's messing with my head
I took too many pain pills......
And I think i'm finnaly dead....
poem by Jessi lucas
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Through my shattered eyes
I hear the deathly silence.
I can just but taste the tears.
The echos of blame and guilt.
Will huant my years.
As it feels my soul.
I know the shame.
I no the fear and pain.
I hear my clothes tear as he rips.
I see them fall to the floor.
I feel his hot yucky breath.
As he pins me down.
I feel the stabing pain as he rapes me.
I feel his vile touch.
Upon my pure naked skin.
As I try to push him off.
But still he enters in.
So now I see the world through different eyes.
As he lays there on top of me.
a big and huge part of me dies.
And I feel his touch upon me again
Though I ask him to stop.
And beg like a dog.
he takes me again.
He leaves me there a sobbing mess.
In tatters not knowing what to do.
Go home he shouts I've had my fun.
Run as fast as I can.
But for how long?
I taste the tears as he rapes me again.
My innocence he had slain.
The tears I cry are of the shame.
As I realise things will never be the same.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Poet Finds....
The poet finds whatever the moon could not see,
The poet finds whatever the earth does not know,
The poet finds whatever the sun could not see,
The poet finds whatever others do not know,
The poet finds whatever the stars could not see,
So why do the heathen rage and the people plot vanity? !
For she who is pregnant is closer to us,
And the hart pants after streams of water.
Your tears have been your food night and day,
And like your inner self in the lan dof your muse;
But the poet finds whatever the sun could not see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Tearing Away, Wearing Away
My heart is pulling me down,
My tears are breaking my soul,
Tearing away, wearing away,
Freezing down my core,
My beat has slowed,
Rhythms gone,
My love for you is tarnished,
You turnt away,
Forgot my love,
Deaf now to my cries,
My voice is tearing through this place,
And still your ears don't hear,
My blood is seeping from old scars,
Ode to an ancient pain,
My heart is pulling me down,
My tears are breaking my soul,
Tearing away, wearing away.
poem by Holly Heron
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Soul Doctor
Well I woke up this morning
Took your advice
I dialed the number
And I let it ring twice
Then I hung up
Now I tried to do
Everything I could
To save our love
And make it feel good again
I cant fight it, theres nobody home
Hard hearted and all alone
I give you love, you aint giving it back
I cant take it
I need to see the soul doctor
Before the fever begins
You know Im searching for the soul doctor
When love is wearing thin
Doctor soul is in
Ive been kicked in the corner
Im down in the dirt
I cant feel a thing
But I know it ought to hurt
Now your shaking my spirit
Im breaking my back
Im too blind to hear it
So I over react to satisfaction
If I could get me some
I aint talking, theres nothing to say
Misunderstandin, your walking away
Maybe baby, its gonna take time, time, time
I need to see the soul doctor
Before the fever begins
You know Im searching for the soul doctor
When love is wearing thin
Doctor soul is in
I need to see the soul doctor
You know things are looking grim
I keep searching for the soul doctor
Doctor soul is in
The doctors soul intention
Let it be understood
Cant pull the strings of my heart
I aint made out of wood
Now I take what I get
To get what it takes
Need a little bit a love
Got a whole lotta heartaches
I cant fight it, theres nobody home
Hard hearted and all alone
Maybe baby, its gonna take time, time, time
I need to see the soul doctor
Before the fever begins
You know Im searching for the soul doctor
When love is wearing thin
Doctor soul is in
I need to see the soul doctor
You know things are looking grim
I keep searching for the soul doctor
Doctor soul is in
Hey, a little bit of soul, oh yeah
Doctor soul is in
Heart and soul doctor
I need to see the soul doctor, soul doctor
Doctor soul is in
Doctor, doctor, doctor, doctor save my soul
Doctor soul is in
Ooh
song performed by by Foreigner
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The Agony Of The Long Waiting
i understand fully well
what is this agony of waiting
i'd been there
six months, and some false alarms
there were rumors
and bad news
i waited for the good news
it did not come
what arrived was something unbearable
father hid the knife
and mother asked me to listen to her
i know the agony of waiting
i know the pain of arrivals (and departures too)
i was once there
and no amount of comfort was enough
neither balm nor herb
neither drug nor injection
no amount of psychiatric treatment did cure
yet i survive
i am still here with you
silent and strong
it is our agony
and we understand.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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M.Y.O.B.
Kids Chorus: 1,2,3,4
Tell me what you know, and I'll tell you some more
Jackie and CJ used to be
Nobody knows, just you and me
She calls him up, but he's not there
He's out with someone else and that's not fair
Say yeah, Say hey
M-Y-O-B-Mind your own business
She don't know whose getting his kisses
JR has gone and broken his vow
He wants to tell her, but he don't know how
Say yeah, Say hey
Chorus:
Woah I, I hope she understands
He never meant to break her heart
Oh now, now everything is different in my eyes
Kids Chorus: M-Y-O-B-Mind your own business
She don't know who's getting his kisses
Little girls start out everything nice
Wearing pretty clothes made of sugar and spice
Boys will be boys it's a fact of life
When a heart breaks
Someone pays the priceWhat she don't know or hurt for sure
And the doctor can't help
'Cause there ain't no cure
Now Jackie sits home thinking everything's fine
But when she finds out
It'll blow her mind
And now, I don't know what to do
Chorus 2x:
Oh I, I hope she understands
He never meant to break her heart
Oh now, now everything is different in my eyes
The Golden Rule
That must be learned
You may be cross
But without you, girl
It's really his loss
What he don't know or hurt for sure
And the doctor can't help
'Cause there ain't no cure
When Jackie finds out where he's spending his time
And she walks out, it'll blow his mind
And now, I don't know what to do
Bridge:
It's so hard, there is no easy way
I can explain
I just don't feel the same
Kids Chorus:1,2,3,4
Tell what you kn
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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Compulsion 6
you say you will not do it
never again
this sickness this sickening thing
inside you
you smile
you breathe
your stomach begins to deliver a speech
this cannot be
denial, denial, denial of the natural color of your hair
one that blends
with your skin
one that speaks the words that your tongue
has been keeping
the one that you hide
and pretend it is not there
it grows
and becomes big and so visible
you knife it out
never shall it heal
this wound this life
this is what you are
and ever shall be
forever, and yet you keep it hidden
funny, because they are all seeing it
and speaking about it
it seems, you are the only one
mute, deaf, blind and so dumb
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Only The Children
We keep hurting each other when words cant be easily said
No understanding or reason, just fear and confusion instead
We need hope for the future, and the young need a chance to survive
No one knows the pain thats felt by the innocent, theyre
Fighting to stay alive, can no one see the tears in their eyes
Chorus:
Only the children, only the children cry, only the children
Why do those who have plenty ignore those with nothing at all
Why must the ones just beginning, stand with their backs to the wall
They keep asking for answers and we keep on telling them lies
They only want to understand what they feel inside
The hunger that tears them apart
Its the one thing theyve known from the start
Chorus - (only the children cry)
(instrumental break)
Chorus repeats ...
song performed by by Toto
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Take me home
God take me home.
What is the point of my exitence?
All life has ever thrown at me is pain.
Please take me out of this world.
My life has to end.
As suicide I shall commit.
As pills slide down my throat.
And the razor slices my skin.
All I pray is its the end.
Please take me.
Take my life.
I beg of you.
Let me die.
Dont put me through any more pain.
God let me die.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Cancer
he went to the doctor because of
a pain in his chest.
they gave him a physical and ran every test.
the doctor told him:
the results will come back within one week
then we'll sit and we'll speak.
the results came back, just like he said
and with it bad news, of which he had dread.
CANCER! how can that be, i am only thirty three.
what will happen, what can i do.
i have a family just like you.
what will happen to my children
and my lovely wife, how will she
survive in this uncertain life?
two kids to raise and her husband not there.
what is GOD thinking, does'nt he care.
i'll accept death, be it as may.
but i always dreamt with my children i'd play.
now with the bad news he had to face the family.
should he tell them the truth, or tell them a lie.
but sooner or later he would die.
that night with tears in his eyes
he told his family he was going to die.
the time i have left on this earth only GOD can tell.
and if i'll go to heaven, or if i'll go to hell.
so while i am here, i want to share my entire life
with my family, because with you is where i want to be.
we're going to do all the things that we've
never done before, like take a trip to the shore.
all the sports that we wanted to do
fishing, boating, hunting, hiking
and just some quality time all alone.
for i don't know when i'll be coming home.
i want you all to remember this:
this is not words of good-bye
for we'll see each other on the other side.
CANCER: THINK ABOUT IT BEFORE YOU TAKE THAT DRAG
FOR IT MAY BE YOUR VERY LAST.
poem by Louis Rams
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For A Friend
LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.
poem by David Gerardino
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Me, Love, Them
LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.
poem by David Gerardino
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The Hindus' Karma Theory
Soul had no pain without body.
Body has no pain without soul.
Soul, liberated has no pain.
Body, dead, lost senses for pain.
Engine with oil runs the car.
Without oil, the car won't move.
The credit goes to the engine.
Burdon of the fruit goes with soul.
The soul finds an entrance in a birth.
With it come the fruit of the past.
As long as the sin carried over,
The soul enters birth after birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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(Hurt Poem) A Repetitive Break Down
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
Curing the world one person at a time.
In the body souls and minds.
My first true love.
Absence from god above.
A sickness it has become.
Constantly being undone.
When push comes to shove.
I just couldn't hurt you enough.
The wounds left me even more numb.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
Every fight was our last.
Surrendering to my past.
In it lives a silent kingdom.
Of knights king and queens.
Romance with a wicked dance.
That still haunts me.
I'm not a blind man for I can see.
The fire still burns.
But the light is just never the same.
My heart has been forever stained.
My head urns to just be empty.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
You completed me as only the one could.
As only one should.
To stubborn to admit I was ever wrong.
I was never wrong.
Drowning under my own shallow ego
Suffocating, the plastic wraps right over my head.
Oh it's killing, its stealing, oh its taking the air away from me.
I just need to breath.
I'm so sorry that I have this disease.
Crucified with her eyes.
Somebody dig the hole and just bury me.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In The House Of Sin...
sin closes all
the windows and
doors
seals any
entrance of
streaks of
light
the foul smell
does not know how
to stay
the smoke of sin
roams around the house
until it finds
an exit on the
chimney
there is no scream
but the whole
neighborhood sees
and finds
you...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Adoption
(01/11/12)
So many children are waiting in the wings
For being adopted is their thing.
Afraid to make plans for they don’t know
What lies ahead - their future is something
That they do dread.
Some move from home to home and never
Finding where they belong.
Many were abandoned and left on the street
With just their clothes on their backs and no food to eat.
Some were newborns left at police stations
Fire stations, and at church doors
Never to see their parents any more.
They have dreams like so many others
But they would prefer to have parents
And a sister or brother.
A person that they could say that- this is my mom
And this is my dad and I’m proud and awfully glad.
That I have parents as so many other children do
And knowing what it is to be loved like you.
We are all adoptable if given a chance
Look in our hearts and you’ll understand.
We don’t know why we was abandoned
Or what we had done wrong, but with
Parents is where we belong.
I’ll wipe away my tears so that you could see
The love and pain that’s inside of me.
If you can’t have children or have a kind heart
Then adoption is where you can start.
ADOPT
poem by Louis Rams
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