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The Past, The Present And The Future

a blanket is neatly folded
and kept inside a cabinet

you wake up, open a window
and you see the road leading to an endless horizon

you go downstairs
sit on the floor and listen to the sound of the day

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wake Up

Wake up! won't you listen to me
Wake up! won't you listen to me
Won't you listen to me
Wake up! won't you listen to me
Wake up! won't you listen to me
Won't you listen to me
Big brother's watching, we watch him back
We see right through his disguise
He tries to scare us, with angry words
But we all know that they're lies
Whole world is waiting
Just see the fear in their eyes
Whole world is watching, observing every move
Is it beginning or the end?
Just like a chess game, but so intense
That i just don't understand
Anticipation
It's much to big to pretend
Chorus
(wake up), it's 1984
(wake up), but we've been here before
(wake up), it's 1984
(wake up), but we've been here before, (here before)
Big brother's screaming but we don't care
Cause he's got nothing to say
Think of the future, think of the prophecy
Think of the children of today
Big brother's marching
So we all stand in his way
Open your eyes, sisters and brothers
Neatly disguised, so far away
Open your heart, try to remember
Two worlds apart, but so close
(wake up), it's 1984
But we've been here before
(wake up), it's 1984
But we've been here before
All our lives leading up to this day, watching and waiting
Wake up! wake up!
Wake up! wake up!
Open your eyes, sisters and brothers
Neatly disguised, so far away
Open your heart, try to remember
Two worlds apart, but so close
Chorus
Whole world is watching
Anticipating
Big brother's marching
Is it beginning or the end?
Chorus

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wake Up (It's 1984)

Wake up! wont you listen to me
Wake up! wont you listen to me
Wont you listen to me
Wake up! wont you listen to me
Wake up! wont you listen to me
Wont you listen to me
Big brothers watching, we watch him back
We see right through his disguise
He tries to scare us, with angry words
But we all know that theyre lies
Whole world is waiting
Just see the fear in their eyes
Whole world is watching, observing every move
Is it beginning or the end?
Just like a chess game, but so intense
That I just dont understand
Anticipation
Its much to big to pretend
Chorus
(wake up), its 1984
(wake up), but weve been here before
(wake up), its 1984
(wake up), but weve been here before, (here before)
Big brothers screaming but we dont care
Cause hes got nothing to say
Think of the future, think of the prophecy
Think of the children of today
Big brothers marching
So we all stand in his way
Open your eyes, sisters and brothers
Neatly disguised, so far away
Open your heart, try to remember
Two worlds apart, but so close
(wake up), its 1984
But weve been here before
(wake up), its 1984
But weve been here before
All our lives leading up to this day, watching and waiting
Wake up! wake up!
Wake up! wake up!
Open your eyes, sisters and brothers
Neatly disguised, so far away
Open your heart, try to remember
Two worlds apart, but so close
Chorus
Whole world is watching
Anticipating
Big brothers marching
Is it beginning or the end?
Chorus

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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A Metaphor For Gentle Secrets

the clothes are washed
and hanged
and dried and ironed
and then
folded neatly inside
the cabinet inside
your room
and then locked.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Of Cottons And Feathers

cottons are found
on the floor

feathers on the table
from the window

the wind blows and carries them
inside
the bed is well kept
blankets carefully folded
and pillows removed
of creases

something inside me is as light
as cottons and feathers
something inside me is well folded now
like blankets
something in my heart are pillows
removed of
any crease

i triumphed i did it
now i can soundly sleep
as the wind from the window
blows me
into the land of dreams
where i can be
nothing but
just the spectator

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bring Me to Life

How can you see into my eyes
Like open doors.
Leading you down into my core
Where I’ve become so numb.
Without a soul
My spirit’s sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home.

Wake me up inside.
I can’t wake up.
Wake me up inside.
Save me.
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Wake me up.
Bid my blood to run.
I can’t wake up.
Before I come undone.
Save me.
Save me from the nothing I’ve become.

Now that I know what I’m without
You can’t just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life.

Bring me to life.
I’ve been living a lie
There’s nothing inside.
Bring me to life.

Frozen inside without your touch,
Without your love, darling.
Only you are the life among the dead.

All of this sight
I can’t believe I couldn’t see
Kept in the dark
But you were there in front of me

I’ve been sleeping a 1000 years it seems.
I’ve got to open my eyes to everything.

Without a thought
Without a voice
Without a soul

Don’t let me die here
There must be something wrong.
Bring me to life.

Bring me to life.
I’ve been living a lie
There’s nothing inside.

Bring me to life

(from Evanescence)

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bring Me To Life

How can you see into my eyes,
Like open doors ?
Leading you down into my core,
Where I've become so numb.
Without a soul. My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find it there and lead it back home.
Wake me up inside,
Wake me up inside,
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Bid my blood to run,
Before I come undone,
Save me from the nothing I've become.
Now that I know what I'm without,
You can't just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real,
Bring me to life.
Wake me up inside,
Wake me up inside,
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Bid my blood to run,
Before I come undone,
Save me from the nothing I've become.
Bring me to life,
Bring me to life.
Frozen inside without your touch,
Without your love, darling,
[Only you] Only you are the life among the dead.
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems,
Got to open my eyes to everything.
[Don't let me die here]
Bring me to life.
Wake me up inside,
Wake me up inside,
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Bid my blood to run,
Before I come undone,
Save me from the nothing I've become.
Bring me to life,
[Bring me to life],
Bring me to life.

song performed by by Evanescence
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Sleep

When my mom came
Inside my room
I was under a blanket
And water smooth on window panes
Was trickling in the rain
The candles burned
When the wax curled
And fell on my mom's finger
And softly I
Without a sound
Sat up inside my bed
And put my finger onto hers
And calmly I just said,
'You mustn't weep
You mustn't cry
For daddy didn't really die.
He's waiting for us in his room
He will wake up
next afternoon
I promise you, he's
here alright
Along with us,
not out of sight
Not in the heavens,
Or in the ground
He's sleeping,
sweetly,
Safe and sound.
Believe me, mama
He's alive.
You mustn't cry
You mustn't weep,
I swear I heard him.
He's just... asleep.

poem by Sasha Ioffine
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The Window

Open the window's
On the home
New air and light
Come with you...

The sun
The moon

Birds sound
working sound
speaking sound
t.v.radio sound

Around all are
Come and speak to you...

you are ready to
Open the home window?

You are did not
Open the window
your home only
Silint...
But; you are a
Very vailent....! !

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Open Your Life

Do you know what there is
Just behind your wall?
Do you hate what you can't see
On the spinning ball?
Ignorant and wasted
That's what you are
But you could be so much more
Listen to your TV
Believe the words
And you're dumber than before
Try to see the real picture
Train your mind
To read between the lines
Take your level higher
That is your way
Just get up
Start out today
Time seems an endless road
When we are young
It don't need a genius to know that it's wrong
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Rise now, rise now
Feel the new drive
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Full synthetic anger
That's what you breathe
It's a strategy for all
Telling people stories
And bed time tales
But the real important false
So you grow the wrong seed
Inside your head
To the will of the modern priest
Supervised aggression
Instructed to sleep
That's the devil that you breed
All that we learn
Is just one point of view
Out there in the world
It may not become true
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Rise now, rise now
Feel the new drive
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Time seems an endless road
When we are young
It don't need a genius to know that it's wrong
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Hey now, hey now
Open your life
Rise now, rise now
Feel the new drive
Hey now, hey now
Open your life

song performed by by Helloween
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Open Road

I'm sitting at the wheel
I got a green light
Not afraid of nothin' cuz heart and soul
I'm built for life
So let the engine roar
Push the pedal down
I want the white lines on the highway
To lead me out of town
I'm rolling on and on and on
Who knows where I'm goin'?
Life is an open road - it's the best story never told
It's an endless sky - it's the deepest sea
Life is an open road to me
Life is an open road to me
I got headlights to guide me thru the night
I got the window down and the radio playing
It makes me feel alive

song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Noontime Poetry

now i am home
earlier having taken the shortest distance
between office
and this door leading to my house
with a rusty roof
squeaking steel gate
painted red
for luck
the concrete fence
surrounds
the garden
wild and wanton
not having time
to trim excessive
branches
looking out to the
road
(of indifference)
the road is dusty
and the dog meets
me with a wagging tail
and licking tongue
got to open this
old door
hard wood and
now i am entering
this cold house
where curtains
colored green
and some white
laces hang

i sit on this rocking
chair and rock myself
for a while
pleasing pleasing
myself
not thinking about
anything
until i remember you
and your coming
birthday

i open my computer
again
because i remember
some faces
that need my loving
my care
or simply my thoughts
and it is you
on the screen

outside the window
the sun scorches
scourges
everyone

noontime
i am at the height
of this chasm
i want to make
a hole
and make myself
fall in there
i want it
deep and endless

where i can
not just sleep
where i always wake up
where i will
just fall and fall and fall and fall forever...

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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End Of The Road

There was peace and quiet for me
Down the walk, beside the sea
Things are going wrong, boy
Things are going wrong
I used to wake up in the morning
To the sound of the birds singing at my window
Please wait for me
Ill be there at the end of the road
Now the good things gone with the wind
Its back today, Ive moved away
Things are going wrong, boy
Things are going wrong
I used to wake up in the morning
To the sound of the birds singing at my window
Please wait for me
Ill be there at the end of the road

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Tiny Demons

One of them plays a piccolo in my ear
Another one makes me smell things that arent there
And they know where to hide
And they know everything thats inside
Of my head
Tiny demons, inside me
One of them ties a lasso around my heart
Another makes me nod when I drive the car
And they wont ever leave
But they wont show their faces to me
And they wait til I feel
Like theyre gone and they jump out and steal
My relief
Tiny demons, inside me
Listen, listen
Listen for the sound
That is not in the music
Only you can hear it,
Only you can use it
Its the sound of someone breathing,
Its the breath of life
Its the sound that you are weaving
With the thread of life
Listen, listen
Listen to the sound,
Let nothing disturb you
You are in a place
Where nothing can hurt you
If you feel a strange sensation,
It can do no harm
Like the spiral of creation,
It will soon move on

song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Inside The Dark Closet

you must have liked staying
inside the dark closet
even without the cricket

at least everything there
is neatly folded
with a system of
stacks one thing
over the other in
submissive silence

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What You Do Not Expect....

you are on your
way to the tenth floor
go inside
the room and closed
the door
open the window
and get some fresh
air from
the sea
you sit on the
window sill
and the people
down the street
go panicky

you are whistling
a song
and all the while
they are praying
that you do not
jump
from that
high....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Lowering

The flag is folded
lengthwise, and lengthwise again,
folding toward the open edge,
so that the union of stars on the blue
field remains outward in full view;
a triangular folding is then begun
at the striped end,
by bringing the corner of the folded edge
to the open edge;
the outer point, turned inward along the open edge,
forms the next triangular fold:
the folding continued so, until the end is reached,
the final corner tucked between
the folds of the blue union,
the form of the folded flag is found to resemble that
of a 3-cornered pouch, or thick cocked hat.

Take this flag, John Glenn, instead of a friend;
instead of a brother, Edward Kennedy, take this flag;
instead of a father, Joe Kennedy, take this flag;
this flag instead of a husband, Ethel Kennedy, take this flag;
this 9-times-folded red-white-striped, star-spotted-blue flag,
tucked and pocketed neatly,
Nation, instead of a leader, take this folded flag.
Robert Kennedy, coffin without coverlet,
beside this hole in the grass,
beside your brother, John Kennedy,
in the grass,
take, instead of a country,
this folded flag;
Robert Kennedy, take this
hole in the grass.

poem by May Swenson
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Of My Beloved

my bed is cold, my pillows too
my blanket not taking the heat of my body
the window of my room is open
to the brightness of the moon tonight
i wish to hear the sound of familiar steps
on the bamboo leaves....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Think About You

I listen to the birds singing
early in the morning
as I wake up out of bed
but thier songs that I hear
doesn't sound the same
not how they use to
when you were here
all I hear is name
still all that I can do
is think about you

I watch the rising sun
peek out over that horizon
ready to shine down
on a brand new day
but it won't be shining
down on me today
with clouds in my head
bringing in the rain
from everything you said
that fills the heart full of pain
still all that I can do
is think about you

Trying to lose myself
inside the crowd
to forget about yesterday
still feeling alone
now that you're not around
seems everything here is gone
and still all that I can do
is think about you

poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Open Road Song

Written by max collins
Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal
I press it to the floor
I dont need a girl dont need a friend cause my friend lonesomes
Unconditional
Were flying forever bored
And for a moment I love everything
That I see and think and feel
I love my broken side view mirror
Cause its so perfect
Im so perfect youre so perfect youre not here
I hear the change in gear
My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song
The night is becokoning although I have nowhere to go but home
Feels good to be alone
With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind
Where would it hang
I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore
As I pour my poor heart out
To a radio song thats patient and willing to listen
My volume drowns it out
But thats ok cause I sound better then him anyway any day
Yeah my voice is sweet as salt
I search for comfort and Ive found it where Ive found it many times before
Times before can be forgotten

song performed by by Eve 6
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Window

If you have a window,
In your little dark room,
Four walls can't bind you,
The ray of the sun,
Will jostle, willingly,
To enter into your tiny world.
The sky will peep into,
To get you away from the shadow.
A singing bird will sing,
Beside it, to tinge your,
Mind with the melody.....
Air will pass thru it,
Bearing the fragrance of
The first blooming rose.
The window will show you,
The road to the unknown...
The horizon where, the
Earth and the sky embrace,
Each other, calling you,
To be out, out there,
To make the stars guide,
The sky, your philosopher,
And the sun, your friend.
If you have a window,
Keep it open and it will,
Give you the address of,
The unknown, unexplored paths.

poem by Nilakshi Das
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