The Newly Found Love For Isolation
i am going
for the lighter side of life
i pretend
that i am recently born
with a mind of
my own
i promise myself
that i can stand alone
and behave like an
island of the
vast ocean
the irony happens
people come
they become interested about
the meaning
of isolation
they search for what
is virginal
they want
something original
and then they will say
they will miss me a lot
that they really love me
and it is late that they realize this
the come in hordes
bringing with them their boats
when they arrive however
i am no longer there
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Shall See
You've gone crazy
But i don't mind
You're gonna wish you never left my side
You shall see you should have stayed with me
When you come walkin' thru my neighborhood
You can only guess our love will be so good
You shall see, you were meant for me
You got so many plans, but i don't mind
I sure can't understand, why you left me behind
But when you realize your big mistake
You see that you was wrong but you'll be too late
Because i'll be long gone, and you will find you
Should have never left my side
She will cry, banby i don't mind
The way that you mistreated me
You were so unkind, but when you find
You'll wish you could still be mine
Now i know the reason why love had me so blind
You told me that you care
I should have read between lines
Well, now tht tables truned
You shall see
You missed your last change
To get with me
You got so many plans, but i don't mind
I sure can't understand, why you left me behind
But when you realize your big mistake
You see that you was wrong but you'll be too late
Because i'll be long gone, and you will find you
Should have never left my side
Oh, you come knockin', on my front door
You're gonnbe so sad i don't love you no more
'cause your love is tainted
Your love is frustrated
Your love is mismated
Your love is a river, river run dry
You got so many plans, but i don't mind
I sure can't understand, why you left me behind
But when you realize your big mistake
You see that you was wrong but you'll be too late
Because i'll be long gone, and you will find you
Should have never left my side
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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No Longer Afraid!
the day you
wake up and realize...
you no longer have
any reason to pretend,
that you have nothing
of value left to lose,
that you cant change the past...
that the people that love you,
love you in spite of yourself.
that the people you hate
are just reflections of you.
that life cant be possessed,
and is not about possessing.
that what you leave behind
is your heart... nothing more!
that death is not the enemy,
not the end, but comes to all...
then you become...
no longer afraid!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Aging
when already old, what do you think never lost?
human, when already old will know fear and become shy
used to pretend not see, pretend not listen
maybe you yearn your youth, but when realize
the life stops
when already old, the last thing gone is worry
you really know the world so you lose courage
you even don't want to see your hair color
of course, there some who covered by despair and boredom
every minutes and seconds go so slowly
of course, there some who too exhausted and do nothing
even though that, don't think because it's too late
you don't like yourself right now
don't shame to be afraid, just do what you think
if finally you realize you're wrong, you still can fix it, don't give up!
you are so tough, old, and wise to keep strong
you should love that aging
stand by feet, because it is your charm and your biggest weapon
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Dweller (my daughter)
you came into this world unexpectedly
how you would change my life, i did not foresee.
holding you in my arms, my heart began to melt
bringing out emotions which i never felt.
i looked into your eyes, and what i could see
'was your future staring back at me.'
i pictured your life every step of the way
and to GOD i did pray.
asking him to watch over you
and everything in life that you would do.
as you got older you was strong as a house
you was no longer that frightened little mouse.
you became the woman that you are today
and nothing in life will stand in your way.
and because of you, i have grown stronger.
i will not hold my feelings back any longer.
i speak my mind as i see life start to unfold
sometimes too much, or so i'm told.
we have learned from one another
the true meaning of life and love.
for two hearts can not be as close as we
and our love has been set free.
i love you more than life itself
and in my heart you will always dwell.
poem by Louis Rams
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From The Bathtub To The Ocean
start with the bathtub, scrub yourself
with soap and some perfume
smooth white skin and flawless body
cleaned with soft water
safe on the privacy of your
comfort room
there is no challenge there
there is just this stagnancy
that kills
and numbs the mind
life is more than that
life always
wants an exploration
of the unknown
and so you begin to think of the shore
of the sea
and its waves and its rolling nature
its challenge for you
to swim or take the sail
towards the ocean
beyond the comforts of your domestic mind
you look forward to the vast expanse
of the Atlantic or the Pacific
you anticipate the storms
the cyclones
of your life
the way other people's ships sink
how other people drown
and how they tell you
they survive
and then they start telling you the real meaning of life
you must go
and find the meaning of your life yourself
definitely not in that silly bathtub
it is always in that ocean
the cyclones
the storms after
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Original You
So damn... do you know that
I can do the things you say
Whatever it might be, again
I show you what you wanna see
So come on now, I am the wrecking ball
and you control the swing
We're gonna go far, far tonight
my queen cause I am the king
So boom boom can't you see
that this is how I wanna be
I'm coming up hard, mean and lean
I am the fighting machine
You're gonna go down if you
push me far enough,you will see
I'm coming down hard, hard on you
if you go up against me
You better believe I was born on top
because I'm better than the rest of you
And you'll never see me coming 'til
it's too late
I'm gonna go wild like the berserk
I always wanted to be
The original rude boy
Why is it that you always have to be
Someone else than before,
why can't you see
I just wanna hold on to what I had
The original you
Why is it that you always try to be
Someone I can no longer stand to see
I just wanna hold on to what I had
The original you
So damn... do you know that
I can do the things you say
Whatever it might be, again
I show you what you wanna see
So come on now, I am the wrecking ball
and you control the swing
We're gonna go far, far tonight
my queen cause I am the king
You better believe I was born on top
because I'm better than the rest of you
And you'll never see me coming 'til
it's too late
I'm gonna go wild like the berserk
I always wanted to be
The original rude boy
Why is it that you always have to be
Someone else than before,
why can't you see
I just wanna hold on to what I had
The original you
Why is it that you always try to be
Someone I can no longer stand to see
I just wanna hold on to what I had
The original you...
You come with a whole lot of words
but I have no ear for you
song performed by by E-type
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Funeral Dance
In Amerigo, Carnival was as hallowed as Christmas itself, perhaps slightly more
so.
There was a meaning to it. See, Islanders did not put into words, yet which
made it the authentic supreme day in the Kinjian calendar.
Africa was marching down the main street of this little harbor town today.
Africa, in undimmed black vitality, surging up out of centuries of island
displacement, island slavery, island isolation, island ignorance.
Africa, unquenchable in its burning love of life.
Carnival was Africa Day in Amerigo.
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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When I'm Gone
You say that you're bored with life and that you're bored with me
'Cause you say that this love of ours ain't what it ought to be
Now you despise this little house that we've always called home
I know that you don't love me now, but you'll love me when I'm gone
Gone
You'll love me when I'm gone and then you'll realize just what I meant to you
You-oo-oo-oo
You'll miss me when I'm gone and then you'll realize how good I've been to you
You-ooo-ooo-ooo
You'll want me when I'm gone and then you'll realize you've loved me all along
Oh, it's true you may not love me now, but you'll love me when I'm gone
Gone
We've grown too familiar with each other, so you say
You say there's no excitement now. Too bad you feel that way
Well, I wonder how exciting that your life will be alone
Oh, I know you may not want me now, but you'll miss me when I'm gone
Gone
You'll love me when I'm gone and then you'll realize just what I meant to you
You-oo-oo-oo
You'll miss me when I'm gone and then you'll realize how good I've been to you
You-ooo-ooo-ooo
You'll want me when I'm gone and then you'll realize you've loved me all along
Oh, I know you may not want me now, but you'll miss me when I'm gone
Gone
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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An ocean of Love
Have you ever sailed on vast ocean,
With no island to see, and things are out of reach?
With dreams and mysteries filled this ocean,
And a never ending faith that someone would teach?
Have you ever felt that feeling,
Of a deep calmness within you that's hard to fight?
And no one could help you believing,
That you're striving for the right?
Did you ever sailed on an ocean,
That further placed upon your heart?
For deeply below this ocean,
Lies a silent whisper, where love starts.
An ocean of Love, the ocean of dreams
Where you can find solace and exceptional truth
Though pain resides even if you don't dream
As the existence of love bears its fruit.
The fruit of harmony, bliss, and wonder
Without the seed that's buried down below
Like a pearl that lies down under
The ocean of love they call, starts hello.
Upon this vast ocean, two souls were me and you
Over the waves and across the surface
I have found a love so true
The ocean of love was then the wondrous place.
poem by Lovelyn Layon
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A Letter To My Mom
Mom…
It’s been too long
I live in this planet
But I know
You’ve lived it
Much more longer than I have
Mom…
It’s been too long
My waiting to hold you
To say sorry
For all the fault I’d done
Without thinking of you
But Mom…
I know it’ll never be too late
To save you in my mind
To keep you from anything
To remember all we’d ever had
Mom…
Once I’d prayed
Speaking of this:
If I’ve gone
Please give the best for my Mom
But if fate doesn’t let it
Please let me live once again
To love my Mom deeper and deeper
Mom…
It’s been too late
But I still want to say
Thank you
For all your love
For all you’ve been
For all we are
For all this life will be
I love you Mom…
It’s been too long
I wait the chance
That finally comes
To say I love you
This might be my first
But I promise it’ll not be my last
I hope when you’re reading this
I’m by your side
poem by Clara Odelia Ciutara
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The Irony of Love
Irony is a literary or rhetorical device.
The essayist Henry Watson Fowler wrote:
“any definition of irony
—though hundreds might be given,
and very few of them would be accepted—
must include this,
that the surface meaning
and the underlying meaning of
what is said are not the same.'
He left out that any definition of
Irony must include that it is cruel.
I never understood
The meaning of irony
Or how cruel it can be,
Until you told me,
That though you may love me,
You find it difficult to
Hear the words
“I love you” from me.
You see, some three years ago
You jokingly said
'I love you' to me,
And I begged you
Never to utter those words again.
Not because I did not want to hear them,
But because they were difficult for me.
They carried heart-felt consequences
That I did not want to face.
So, I shut out my heart and followed my head.
And in life filled with so many regrets,
It was the biggest mistake I ever made.
The irony,
After some thousand days have past,
You uttered the same
Imprudent sentiment to me.
This sentiment is the definition of irony –
The surface meaning
And underlying meaning are not the same.
Because although I asked you not to say
“I love you”,
It is all I wanted to hear.
The cruelty,
That now that heaven has at last
Blessed, cursed me with
Clarity of the heart,
And I want to say what I mean
With no different underlying sentiment,
You tell me you do not
Want to hear these words from me.
But the most ironic and cruelest part,
Will be,
If you make the same mistake I made
And keep from me what is within your heart.
poem by Hal Caufield
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I miss you, why can’t you see
I miss you
I miss us
The sky seems grayer without you by my side
The time has come for you to say your goodbyes
Our relationship ends, on our 5 month anniversary
Its ok, I forgive you, because I love you
I know you just want to be friends, but I can’t see myself without in my life
You complete my world, and I wish you would come back to me
You said we fell apart, I think it was just you
Our relationship never ended, you just gave up
I told you to be strong
I told you I would stay with you
I said I would never give up on you
I Promise
And now that we’re done, I’m still keeping that promise
Until the day I die
I miss you; I wish you knew how much you mean to me
I miss you, why can’t you see
poem by Katie Bunge
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Afterglow
Like the dust that settles all around me,
I must find a new home.
The ways and holes that used to give me shelter,
Are all as one to me now.
But i, I would search everywhere
Just to hear your call,
And walk upon stranger roads than this one
In a world I used to know before.
I miss you more.
Than the sun reflecting off my pillow,
Bringing the warmth of new life.
And the sounds that echoed all around me,
I caught a glimpse of in the night.
But now, now Ive lost everything,
I give to you my soul.
The meaning of all that I believed before
Escapes me in this world of none, no thing, no one.
And I would search everywhere
Just to hear your call,
And walk upon stranger roads than this one
In a world I used to know before.
For now Ive lost everything,
I give to you my soul.
The meaning of all that I believed before
Escapes me in this world of none,
I miss you more.
song performed by by Genesis
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Things That Are Not Already There
things that you finally realize
you miss
but are not there anymore
either they are taken
or lost
either because you have taken
them for granted
since you did not mind
when they are gone
you start to think
and miss them but
is it really late?
go and find them
for there is always time
if you really love them
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As I Grow Older
As i grow older
I realize that changes arrive
As they please.
There are no summonses
For the senses.
When they come
They come in a caravan, in hordes and hordes and when
Something is wrong
They go wrong
All the way
Anyway in any way.
Oh, they come in bunches
Like friends.
Sometimes, i like to reason out
And convince myself that the best
Way to survive is to hide.
To bury my head.
Oh, it does not help any cause.
I welcome the changes.
I shake each hand that says my name.
I drink with them and dance with
Each of them.
We get drunk and we do not even
Remember the exact hour
When we have fallen asleep.
We have no fixed hour
For waking up.
Each is free to go.
Each is free to come back.
This is life. No one blames anybody
Why he is lonely. The doors are open.
The windows open by themselves
Like prostitutes, the beds.
When someone closes
Like fingers,
The frown shouts like a
Mad woman.
As I grow older
I let things be and I don't really
Mind if anyone disagrees.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Drag
conversations at night
when you cannot sleep
arrive at a drag, not like
the one we had nights and
nights before
when we still do not know
much about each other
our bodies and
pasts, our way of projecting
ourselves to a certain future,
we begin to search for
the meaning of a present
and i realize
there is nothing much to
meaning, just a drag, to let
the hours pass, without killing us
neither tickling us,
boredom works full time
and we do not ask when will
this last. we are the experienced
class, the category that asks no
more, because we think we know
for sure, we think we already know
what we do not.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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when i wrote the words i love you i miss you i want you
you will by chance read these ordinary lines that a lover says to another lover faraway,
oh! My God! you really tore your heart out of your chest and threw
on the computer stand when
you write these lines
they are ordinarily said, let me tell you again,
i love you i miss you i want you on my side,
the musings sound like you and i have met and kissed
in the subway
of strangeness as i hold your hands like you are a train bar
so i may not fall away
and die like a stupid bum, but i write lines of love and missing
as i am born to love and miss
those unloved and unfound, what for too is my loneliness
and being messy,
got to go now, you did not tell me your name, and i did not tell mine,
we do not find any importance
about knowing each other at all, we just meet, i say i love you i say
i miss you, and you listen attentively and pretend you like each word,
we recall the rules of our game, for those who believe there is heaven
for those who don't keep your little space of earth,
and live, wiser, cautious, and better adjusted this time,
easy come,
easy go, there is not much pain, there is no bargain, and well
what is the gain?
now you are learning now you are saying when i go away
i miss you i love you i want you and i will not
look back at you, your tongue is so adept in your cheek.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life's Not Always Fair
Life is the thing that all people have the right to,
But not all people have it the way they want it.
People take life for granted,
There's suicide, and homicide, People killing other people.
One thing I have learned is...
Life's not always fair, So deal with it.
Some people live and some people die,
Death is not always the answer.
The angels come down,
They take you away,
To what you think is the better place to be,
But you miss them...Family, friends, and being THERE!
You never realize what you have until it's gone,
Once it's gone then you realize what has really happened.
You cry and cry, You want to DIE!
People need to realize that, Life's not always fair
Don't die! Live life to the fullest!
And you will see, It can only get better.
No matter how bad things look,
Just realize one thing...LIFE'S NOT ALWAYS FAIR!
poem by Kristina White
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This Girl
Take me as I am
Though I'm good at pretending
I tire easily
And hurry to the ending
There's more than what you see
But not the way you see it
I hope you follow me
And you get the meaning
Here is where I stand
Here is who I am
And I'm not interested in
Fitting in
I only want to be
To be this girl
I'm not interested in
Giving in I only want to be
This girl
Take me as you will
Under no illusions
I offer myself whole
I give into you and I
Offer you the sky
The sun and moon and seas
But you need to know that I
Not more or less than me
Here is where I stand
Here is who I am
And I'm not interested in
Fitting in I only want to be
To be this girl
I'm not interested in
Giving in
I only want to be
This girl
I'm not interested in
Fitting in
I only want to be
To be this girl
I'm not interested in
Giving in
I only want to be
This girl
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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I am just an orange seed
Among the fire works in Orange County of California
Where I see the vast designs in the night sky at Disneyland.
I step down to Euclid street towards the Gas Station
That fuels me to run this oblique skeleton in the Zigzag race.
I cry silently and my hot tears flow into the Pacific Ocean
And search the roots in my tiny island called
'The Pearl of Indian Ocean'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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