The Riddle Of That Small City (For Singapore)
in that small city
i promised myself
i can take whatever it is
in one day
whatever it is
is still actually undefined
and what is undefined
is always exciting
for it amounts to
anything goes
what falls on my head
like a Forest Gump feather
in that small city
is always welcome
and what was undefined
and what was so exciting
was finally
done
you'll never know what it is
because you have read this
to understand and best
understand the undefined
means you never have
to read whatever it is
it is after all
undefined and yet
i must assure you
it will, and will always be exciting
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Keep It Goin'
CHORUS
Someone's got to keep it on going
Just as long as there're folks who haven't heard
So you can count on me 'cause He's showin'
That there're so many ways to spread His Word
CHORUS (three times)
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Find Old Friends
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Undefined Poem
Undefined poem...
A vague comment
as what the word meant
to the one who reads
and did not discern
what the writer wrote about
as if to imply rudely
that the acrostic
was empty.
But please...
As you read again
and again
till you have dig deeper
the messages between the lines
maybe you'll find things more real
than those empty lines in the phrase.
Like life itself...
Undefined as it seems
but if dealt accordingly
may contain meaningful views
as the rainbow that shows
amidst the misty blue sky
after the storm subsided.
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Saving Face
She lives the glamour days.
The Euro-fashion phases.
So set another trap some other way.
Cause shes not biting.
And oh no, shes getting wasted again.
Imagine that.
Hooked on saving faces.
What are you thinking.
What are you doing here.
You pretend youre safe inside.
But I know what no one knows.
Were the same.
Undefined by you.
As youre living through my eyes.
Always living through my eyes.
Shes taking over the game.
And always running away.
Theyve tried to tug her in so many ways.
Shes still inviting.
And oh no shes playing bastard again.
Imagine that.
Hooked on pointed fingers.
Are you breathing.
What are you doing here.
You pretend youre safe inside.
But I know what no one knows.
Were the same.
Undefined by you.
As youre living through my eyes.
You pretend youre safe inside.
But I know what no one knows.
Were the same.
Undefined by you.
As youre living through my eyes.
Cause its a union of androgyny.
That lingers like the plague.
Know its still a question of gender.
Imagine shes pretending that shes hooked on saving faces.
What were you thinking.
What are you doing here.
You pretend youre safe inside.
But I know what no one knows.
Were the same.
Undefined by you.
As youre living through my eyes.
You pretend youre safe inside.
But I know what no one knows.
Were the same.
Undefined by you.
As youre living through my eyes
song performed by by Orgy
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Something Negligible
like small amounts of caffeine
small doses of morphine
a little sugar
a pinch of salt
a dropp of honey
some other matters
negligible
an out of town date with
infidelity
a tint of light
a shadow of a chunk of
a body of
a quart of solubility
diffusing into a very small space
a little part of water
and sand
a little of everything
until you become little too
tiny like a grain
of iron filling
still attached magnetically
to something
undefined.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jesus Curses A Fig Tree
Today the apple tree unfurled its spring leaves,
green flags waving in the western breeze,
triumphant yet again over withering winter.
I see small apples, unripe bulbs,
clusters of sweetness,
promised, yet undefined;
imagination or memory
is required to taste that fruit today,
but I'm not hungry
and not on my way
to the rapacious city.
I will wait.
poem by Steven Federle
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Why? (How Can We Understand Why?)
looking at what inspired
the man
is not that really good and smooth
and flowing
there are rough edges of wood
imbalanced perspectives
some parts are not really in place
there are places that sow
the seeds of envy
and lay the grounds for
death
somehow you are put there
(without your permission) and you
wonder for a while
why?
there are no answers
there are echoes of the mountains that do not know you
the clouds are less interested
and the sea as usual is noisy
why?
you mend some broken hearts
yours is not
you walk away looking for something undefined
you pick up stars that evade your gaze
you follow rivers
looking for the outlet to the sea
why?
you concoct answers you
lay on the grass rest your body
and put your hands on your forehead
it is nighttime
there is no one here
and you are longing for something undefined
and it is always, same,
same, same, query
why?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Man
Album: Fever to tell
I got a man who makes me wanna kill
I got a man who makes me wanna kill
I got a man he makes me wanna uh
I got a man who makes me wanna Kill
I got a man who makes me wanna die
I got a man who makes me wanna die
I got a man who makes me wanna OH!
I got a man who makes me wanna die
We're all gonna burn in hell.
I said we're all gonna burn in hell
Because we do what we gotta go
Yeah well and we got the fever to tell
I said we got the fever to tell
Hey!
Come on!
Hurry now Uh Hu
Hey
Uh
Come on
I got a man who makes me
I got a man who makes the devil pale
I got a man who makes me wanna kill
I got a man who makes me wanna kill Yeah
We're all gonna burn in hell.
I said we're all gonna burn in hell
Because we do what we gotta go
Yeah well and we got the fever to tell
I said we got the fever to tell
I got a man
Well
I got a man
Hey
I got a man
yeah
I got a man
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Man
Album: Fever to tell
I got a man who makes me wanna kill
I got a man who makes me wanna kill
I got a man he makes me wanna uh
I got a man who makes me wanna Kill
I got a man who makes me wanna die
I got a man who makes me wanna die
I got a man who makes me wanna OH!
I got a man who makes me wanna die
We're all gonna burn in hell.
I said we're all gonna burn in hell
Because we do what we gotta go
Yeah well and we got the fever to tell
I said we got the fever to tell
Hey!
Come on!
Hurry now Uh Hu
Hey
Uh
Come on
I got a man who makes me
I got a man who makes the devil pale
I got a man who makes me wanna kill
I got a man who makes me wanna kill Yeah
We're all gonna burn in hell.
I said we're all gonna burn in hell
Because we do what we gotta go
Yeah well and we got the fever to tell
I said we got the fever to tell
I got a man
Well
I got a man
Hey
I got a man
yeah
I got a man
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song performed by by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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Undermind
Undecided, undefined
Undisturbed yet undermined
Relocated not retired
Reprimanded and rewind
Mystified and misshapen
Misinformed but not mistaken
Reinvented, redefined
Rearranged but not refined
Unrelenting, understroked
Undeterred yet unprovoked
Reinvented, redefined
Rearranged but not refined
Mystified and misshapen
Misinformed but not mistaken
Undecided, undefined.
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Phish
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And yet what is Modernism? It is undefined.
quote by John C. Ransom
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Girl you want (Lyrics)
She sings from somewhere you can't see,
She sits in the top of the greenest tree.
She sends an aroma of undefined love,
It drips on down in a mist from above.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
You hear her calling everywhere you turn,
You know you're headed for the pleasure burn.
But the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue,
She's the real thing, but you knew it all along.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
Look at youw with your mouth watering,
Look at you with your mind reeling.
Why don't you admit it's all over,
She's just the girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She sings from somewhere you can't see,
She sits in the top of the greenest tree.
She sends an aroma of undefined lust,
It drips on down in a mist from above.
She's just a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
She's a girl,
Just a girl,
The girl you want.
poem by Satan's Sibling
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Man's role is uncertain, undefined, and perhaps unnecessary.
quote by Margaret Mead
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An undefined problem has an infinite number of solutions.
quote by Robert A. Humphrey
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What Is A Good Poem?
It is like a
traveler
with no fixed plans
where to go
and is not
intent of arriving
at its
undefined destination
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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selfishness on throne,
undefined motive of lust,
lack of love and care.
haiku by MBJ Pancras
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Silhouette of my soul
The dark mountain behind me looks so different
For every time I look it’s changed
My soul has the same identity
For when I think I have finally got it under control
The silhouette changes
The mountain starts it day dark with a siloute that defines it
My soul is always in dark
The mountain gets more defined as sun comes up
My soul is always dark
The mountain end up dark again
The silhouette changes
My soul starts it day
Always hung-over from last days confusing silhouettes
so I begin clawing my way out of the deep hole
Even in sleep my soul is confusing
I dream about things that always seem in the dark
Then one of my silhouettes comes up and shines all the darkness away
Bring a smile to day that started with a mountain of undefined silhouettes
I can hold this in place as long as I need it, because I do…always
So when the darkness approaches to make the mountain undefined
It silhouette lost again my silhouette of counterfeit dies a death everyday
In comes the dark
Drunk again with so many silhouettes of my soul that want to be
I fall down under my mountain of darkness in a silhouette
My soul surrounded by light, but the face of my soul in the dark
Hidden the truth of what all these moments mean
So I pass out drunk on confusion for the next day will be the same
The silhouette of my soul
We All Pray For!
small children's faces,
eyes looking up with love,
too young, too true
to their hearts to lie....
too free to hold back,
too full of life to doubt....
too near to the darkness
to fear the light....
too close to the magic
not to believe....
love untouched, undefined...
...the teachers
.......we all pray for!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A modern democracy is a tyranny whose borders are undefined; one discovers how far one can go only by traveling in a straight line until one is stopped.
quote by Norman Mailer
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Even song
Lay away the story,--
Though the theme is sweet,
There's a lack of something yet,
Leaves it incomplete:--
There's a nameless yearning--
Strangely undefined--
For a story sweeter still
Than the written kind.
Therefore read no longer--
I've no heart to hear
But just something you make up,
O my mother dear.--
With your arms around me,
Hold me, folded-eyed,--
Only let your voice go on--
I'll be satisfied.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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