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the visit on the first week of May

when you arrive
the doors do not open
by themselves
the locks are asleep

both of you get inside
you find that the air is still
not really tranquil
there is simply no hands
of time
that welcome both of you

the bed is ready
yet you only put your bags
and then leave

the field of loneliness is fertile
yet not word has ever grown
the seeds rot
and the rain never stops

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You Must Dropp The Seed

i am the field, plowed fertile field
near the river
some dogs are buried within me
some snakes live here
i know their wishes and desire

somehow i wait for you as the rain
and you as the sower
of the seeds
pour some sweat of your brow
and let your arms swing
let the seeds
fall

that is all i want
that is all that i am waiting for
just dropp the seed
and i will let them grow

then you can leave

i will take care of the snakes
and i will always remember all the dogs sleeping here

now you must leave
the seeds shall grow spontaneously as i watch the seasons change
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If I Was A Stranger

(wally rathie/tom rathie/ed stevens)
Published by beeg tunes/frankly blond music - bmi
If I was a stranger, lookin for love, standin in the rain
And if I needed some help from above
Would consolation be enough
Would you remember, could we forget
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, to the end
Ive been waiting all of my life, for love to arrive
Now that I found you, my soul is alive
This dedication will survive
I still remember, that night we met
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, till the end
Ive been waiting such a long time
For this love to come along
True devotion is so hard to find
Could you give your heart again
Wash away my loneliness
Would you remember, could we forget
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, to the end
If I was a stranger, would you let me in
Find a place inside your heart, wash away my loneliness
If I was a stranger, would you let love begin
Right from the start, to the end

song performed by by April Wine
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Behind Closed Doors

Written by new order
There is a secret place
Underneath a tree
Where if you go and haste
You will find a key
The key will open doors
And you will look inside
The things that you will see
Will open up your eyes
At any given time
On every other street
The city comes to life
Though everyones asleep
A man beats up his wife
He doesnt wanna keep
Behind closed doors
Theyre in retreat
I dont know what makes me stay
The city life just aint the same
Theres something wrong with kids today
I blame the parents anyway
Theres no hope
No one to trust
I cant cope
Its obvious
Please dont take my drugs away
Im gonna give them up someday
There is a place somewhere
That I could call a home
Id live without a care
Id never be alone
One day I will get there
I feel it in my bones
I check upon the scores
I listen to the coors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
They still want more
Behind closed doors

song performed by by New Order
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The Waiting For Some Answers

we have dreams
they are seeds
some have not
grown
there is simply
no fertile soil
there is no rain
to feed them

some bushes
are beautiful still
destined as they are
flowerless

we have dreams
without leaves
vines that have
not run
because there
are no walls
for them to lean
on neither
trellis or
rooftops

but just the same
we take baskets
emptied where we
must place them all

we march through these
aisles
these paths lead
to the same
direction

at the end we bow down
lay prostrate
we say those prayers of
thanks
and like the rest
shall keep on
waiting

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Swines and the Rain

Rain sweeps dirt from the swines
No place they find to hide
In open field aimlessly they run a little
and back again

mother hog perhaps waits somewhere
swines are in rain now
rain has got new game to play today
rain and swine and an open field

Dancing air with furious velocity
And the horizon systematically
swelling light from surroundings
swines are now with fear
getting close together
no dirt with them
bloody faces become pale

but rain stops at a phase
scenario changes
in darkness
a mother hog
searching her littles
her footsteps they know very well
a sudden dart of returning home
the swines
chasing the darkness fiercely

(15/07/2011)

poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Hall Of Doors

You walk through the hall of doors
With life in sight with death in mind
You watch people open their doors
And you think of how the doors and fate bind

You watch waiting to see your exit
As you see others turn down their path to their end
You know that the paths can not change
You know even with time fate shall not mend

Down the hall you walk
Doors lining each side
Every person holds the key to one of those locks
All around you people stride

Doors open
As people come to their door mats
You walk by doors just hoping,
hoping the next isn't yours, isn't your mat

You watch parents and children leaving eachothers sides
You see love being torn, hate being sewn
as the doors open wide
Some people leave together, some alone

You wait to see your door, your fate
You watch to see which door your key fits
You watch to see if your heart is with love or hate
You watch untill you find the mat at which you shall sit

You walk through the hall of doors
With life in sight, death in mind
You watch as people open their doors
You wait to see which door your fate lays behind.

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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We Are As Vessels For Divinity

We are as vessels for divinity
Encased in the skins of mortality
And through our eyes gods may see
True the skies and forever be
One with all, the soul, the world
In knowing that sublime of words.
The word, the word that future sees
That whispers on a mountain breeze.
The Word unheard forever there
Is the breeze within your lover’s hair
The murmur of the autumn night
The bliss of kissing true the light.

Catching sunlight in her hair
She was the feminine divine
She was the maiden sublime
But was she ever there?

Within dust soil vessels of mortality
The seeds of divinity are sown
Upon the fertile fields of destiny we grow
And we are grown
Ready now to take the world within our grasp
Ready now to clasp tightly to all that
By rights is ours to hold.
Ready to grow old with grace
Keeping faith in the virtues by which we live.
Ready to give.

poem by David Lacey
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Storm Lodge

comes
the wind gently
muted the space, run through
and through as it wrestles
the nature strength

lose steam
blogs the esteem,
even the train speed counter the
wind, find the golden rain
that stops the plane
for even the brave wants
to be a friend

see how the storm
live in the
plain, many have found a shelter
dislodge the green,
looks the rain never stop to clean the
pavement, just as time vanish all
the grain

please droplets of rain
come no more,
I am gone, before you'll left my land,
see dismay in
my face, the teary eyes
left in vain, even if you’re away the plain
will pay

oh! little sweet fertile
soil you have
grown, yet! sad for the rain
till and devour your land to the
ground...

poem by Antonio Liao
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Blind

Ive been searching for the answers
Ive been diving in the sea
Ive been haunted by the shadows
Of what we could have been
And its not that Im broken
And it isnt that I bleed
But when you pulled the stars from the heavens
It got so hard to see
And where would I put my hands now?
Its over now, we had our time
Its over now, we had our time
But you leave me, blind
Will you leave me, blind
Dove for the treasures
We went deep down for the pearls
And we could have cracked it open
Yeah, it could have been so good
And where would I put my hands now?
Its over now, we had our time
Its over now, we had our time
I feel this pain, I know Im alive
If love is wrong, then Im doing time
I feel myself, small like a child
My love has gone, how will I survive
Its everywhere, its in the trees
All those stars and I cant see
Im blind, Im blind, Im blind
And how will you think of us
A crease along your hand
Lying at these temple doors
Beautiful and sad
And where would I put my hands now?
Its over now, we had our time
Its over now , we had our time
But you leave me, blind
Will you leave me, blind
Its in the trees
All those stars and I cant see
Oh, you leave me, you leave
You leave me, blind, blind
Ooh, you leave me, you leave me
Its in the trees
You leave me, you leave me
Blind

song performed by by Heather Nova
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Lone Bone

and then when we arrive at the prime
after a hard climb only to find nothing but thyme

life tastes like lime and we begin to mime
what to us was all grime and slime

to our face the ill-winds are blown
and what remains is the clown

we feel now that a clone has grown
inside ourselves we find what we own

the seeds have been sown in the throne
of the stone where our lips are sewn

the moan is thrown
& now back to the lone bone

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Field Of Opportunity

Ive been wrong before
And Ill be there again
I dont have any answers my friend
Just this pile of old questions
My memory left me here
In the field of opportunity
Its plowin time again.
Im going back to my house
But Im not goin now
Its too early to be leaving here, somehow
Let me bore you with this story
How my lover let me down
While I borrow seeds of sadness
From the ground.
In the field of opportunity
Its plowin time again.
There aint no way of telling
Where these seeds will rise or when
Ill just wait around til springtime
And then, Ill find a friend
In the field of opportunity
Its plowin time again.
When Im all done cultivatin
Ill be rockin on the porch
Tryin to picture you and where you are
And therell be no hesitatin
When cupid lights the torch
With those headlights comin down the hill
Between the stars.
In the field of opportunity
Its plowin time again.
There aint no way of telling
Where these seeds will rise or when
Ill just wait around til springtime
And then, Ill find a friend
In the field of opportunity
Its plowin time again.

song performed by by Neil Young
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Grown to Bloom

In the days gone,
When I took for granted...
My life.
And the ease of complicity,
I had accepted nature...
As it surrounded me.
I've grown to bloom!

I've grown to comprehend...
What begins ends soon.
To feed a process,
I am blessed to experience.

And...
I have learned to enjoy whatever it is,
I do!
More than any time before!
Now that I know I can open doors!
And not be concerned how it was done.

That task...
I leave in the hands of a mind,
Far greater than mine.

I've grown to bloom...
To wither.
To feed a process,
I am blessed to experience.
Until I have finally come to rest,
In the nest of eternity!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sad To See

it is sad to see
that in the middle of the rain
you go and you
leave me here
so guilty

when the rain stops
there is no peace
inside my mind
the rain goes on

why are you doing this to me?

soon i shall forget you
as i drown and
finally die
inside the flood that you
have caused me

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Seeds

in the fertile fields of our beings
tiny seeds are sown
and they always grow
and become flowers

they also exude scent
and display bright colors
to the sun

and they wilt before
we know it
simply because we are too busy
we could have given
these seeds enough time
to see how they become
themselves

so beautifully that we could
have adored them
even in a single moment
a very brief moment

yet we didn't and now we are sad
in this regret
this reminiscing

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Zoo Station

Im ready
Ready for the laughing gas
Im ready
Ready for whats next
Ready to duck
Ready to dive
Ready to say
Im glad to be alive
Im ready
Im ready for the push
In the cool of the night
The wartmth of the breeze
Ill be crawling around
On my hands and knees
Shes just down the line ... zoo station
Got to make it on time ... zoo station
Im ready
Im ready for the gridlock
Im ready
To take it to the street
Ready for the shuffle
Ready for the deal
Ready to let go
Of the steering wheel
Im ready
Ready for the crush
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Its alright...its alright...its alright...its alright
Hey baby...hey baby...hey baby...hey baby
Its alright
Its alright
Time is a train
Makes the future the past
Leaves you standing in the station
Your face pressed up against the glass
Im just down the line from your love...zoo station
Under the sign of your love...zoo station
Im gonna be there...zoo station
Tracing the line...zoo station
Im gonna make it on time...make it on time...zoo station
Just two stops down the line...zoo station
Just a stops down the line...zoo station

song performed by by U2
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In Praise Of Fiona

how orderly are your lines
how beautifully they appear
like morning sunrise that
never fails to arrive on the
window sills of my loneliness

and then the doors open
and then the floors sway
to the rhythm of your songs
but she was no longer there

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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February Rain

To be the mud, the bog, the mire;
To soak the bones in February –
Eons from the autumn shower–
Even from a summer berry!

Sparrows chirp a desperate call,
Darting questions at the cows –
Oblivious to the dousing squall, they
Churn the sludge with pastern ploughs.

The crying air was lost in rhythm:
Drums incessant in the drops;
Not a chance for rainbow prism –
Even if the hammering stops!

Metallic chills entrap machines –
Tractors hushed within the shed.
Inside the house, a full cuisine
To bless with mead – and little said!

But out across the tiring field,
A sodden fox is hunting down
His prey of sorts – but nil of yield;
Perhaps he’ll starve; perhaps he’ll drown.

Still the clouds are hammering,
Hammering home their dreary aim –
A chatterbox in constant yammering,
Drenching all to make a claim.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Ready To Fly

I've been trying to open the door
To the secret of my destiny
And every new road I think is the one
Seems to lead right back to me
I've looked for a way to be wiser
A way to be strong
Now I see the answer was hiding
In me all along
Chorus:
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
Restless, hopeless, and misunderstood
Like so many others I know
So busy tryin' to keep holdin' on
When I should've been letting go
I was given the gift to find it
The spirit inside me
But I never really imagined
All I could be
Chorus:
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
The answer to all of my wonder
Was right in my hands
Now it's time for me to discover
All that I am
Chorus:
And I'm ready to fly
Over the sun
Like a rocket to heaven
And I'm ready to soar
Right through the sky
Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high
I've always had wings
But I wasn't ready to fly
I've always had wings
Now I'm finally ready to fly

song performed by by Richard Marx
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Ready For The Rain

Early in the morning, before the daylight
I hear the sound of thunder, comin through in the night
I lie awake and I wonder , where my life is goin
Am I on a road leadin nowhere, theres no way of knowin
cause Ive seen the lightning
And Im ready for the rain to fall
Now Im standin on a mountain, lookin into the sky
I see the clouds come rollin in, water fills my eyes
I dont know whats in the future, no one can say
Dont wanna think about the past, Ive gotta live for today
cause Ive seen the lightnin now
I need to find my own way, while Ive still got time
And Im ready for the rain to fall
cause Ive heard the thunder
And Im ready for the rain to fall
Im ready, ready for the rain
Ive got to rise above it all
And get ready for the rain to fall
Did you ever know someone, who had lost their way
Built their own little kingdom, and just blew it all away
Im not ashamed to admit it, that someone was me
Im gonna look to the future now, cause Ive set myself free
And Ive seen the lightnin
Im gonna set myself free, while Ive still got time
Get ready for the rain to fall
cause Ive heard the thunder
And Im ready for the rain to fall
Im ready, ready for the rain
Ive got to rise above it all
And get ready for the rain to fall, while Ive still got time....
(repeat chorus)

song performed by by Foreigner
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So much is hidden In the womb of time

Time is a moving wheel
Never stops never tires
So much is hidden
In the womb of time
Everybody
Waits, for it to arrive
The world wants to see
What’s hidden inside?
Worries and smiles
Are the same in all times
Faces keep changing
With passing of time
There was a time
When I had arrived
I don’t know the time
When I’ll leave
Change in fortune
Keeps changing
From time to time
Time is slow for some
Fast for others
Some cheer, some cry
Reason to live for many
To die for few
Time is time
For all and one
Everybody understands this
Only with time

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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