Throwing Away Pain
i look down my feet
passing by my navel
i am naked
i touch the old flower of my
youth
with the same
stunted fingers
i wish i am as warm
as the palm of your
past
i am not disappointed
i am real
i feel the coldness of a
stem
the hopelessness
of a rock
i know the day is short
and so i throw away pain.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I See You in Your Fingers
I see your fingers
I see you in your fingers
I see your history from your fingers
I feel your touch from your fingers
They don't tell a lie to me
They don't give me a fake smile
Or promising kiss
But they give me a warm hold
and tickling touch
I see you from your fingers
I see the truth from your fingers
I see you in your fingers
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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At Night When The Air Comes
at night i hear the coming of the air
hushing,
i feel the touch of its fingers
that is why
i understand coldness
and patience
and ultimately the life of
silence
short and too concise
brief and frank
and candid and yes, sometimes
it can be so cruel.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Be There
be there where we once meet
on the agreed date
on such a moment
for i am but a passing
gusty wind
be there on the running river
dip your feet
for only once shall i pass
it is my coldness
that you must not forget
you shall touch me and i must feel you
only but once
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Yesterday's Flower
Yesterday's Flower
sunshine falls on potent flowers
like the nectar of youth's love
' blooms in emerald green ', held captive rose buds
dance to the music of the wind
life at first soft and sweet subtle
a whisper behind the floral scene
we're short lived as the fragrance arose
for the intoxication of seasons past
the celebration of flower's spring
worn thin life's very stem
dew drops hang so sparkling clear
and the musk of a honeysuckle nights
caress the moment and kiss good-by
youth the bloom of a new flower
now spent and broken
and the Fall winds weep!
' We are like a lovely flower, fragrant and firm until
the season of our lives take the lively parts slowly.'
For death waits for no one!
poem by Myrtle Thomas
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Dont Let Go
Words and music: mike reno, brian macleod
Does anybody out there
Ever want to stand up
And shout it out
Tired of going nowhere fast
Gotta turn your world about
You know you have to keep on tryin
Cause sooner or later
You get what you want
Show em what youre made of
Ohh, its just a matter of time
So tell me can you feel it
Can you touch it
If you feel it in the palm of your hand
Dont let go
Aint it funny how the gross looks greener
On the other side of town
Dont you ever get tired of feelin
Like the whole world is bringing you down
Nows the time to get things movin
Follow what youre feelin
Prove that you can do it
Show what you believe in
Ohh, its just a matter of time
Tell me, can you feel if
Can you touch it
If you feel it in the palm of your hand
Dont let go
Tell me, can you feel if
Con you touch it
If you feel it in the palm of your hand
Dont let go
I know where you con get it
If anybody wants if
I know if made you feel so right
All you gotta do is stand up and be counted
Show me that youre out there tonight
Can you feel it
Can you touch if
If you feel it in the palm of your hand
Dont let go
Come on
Can you feel it
Can you touch it
If you feel it in the palm of your hand
Dont let go
Tell me, can you feel it
Can you touch it
If you feel it in the palm of your hand
Baby, dont let go
Dont let go
Dont let go
Dont let go
If you feel it in the palm of your hand
song performed by by Loverboy
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If anybody's friend be dead
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If anybody's friend be dead
It's sharpest of the theme
The thinking how they walked alive—
At such and such a time—
Their costume, of a Sunday,
Some manner of the Hair—
A prank nobody knew but them
Lost, in the Sepulchre—
How warm, they were, on such a day,
You almost feel the date—
So short way off it seems—
And now—they're Centuries from that—
How pleased they were, at what you said—
You try to touch the smile
And dip your fingers in the frost—
When was it—Can you tell—
You asked the Company to tea—
Acquaintance—just a few—
And chatted close with this Grand Thing
That don't remember you—
Past Bows, and Invitations—
Past Interview, and Vow—
Past what Ourself can estimate—
That—makes the Quick of Woe!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Naked Without You
What have I done I broke your heart
Now theres no sun just cold and dark
Without your smile I cant laugh
Without you baby Im just a half
I didnt know just what I had
I didnt know Id feel this bad
But I feel
Naked without you
I feel naked without you
I feel naked without you
What have I done I broke a vow
Now Im the one whos crying now
Without your touch I cant feel
Without forgiveness I cant heal
Nobody else can take your place
And if I dont see your angel face
I feel
Naked without you
Im still cray about you
I feel naked without you
I hurt the one who really loved me
Dont look at me
I feel ugly
Im naked without you ohhhhhhh
Im so tired but I cant sleep
I threw away a love so deep
Im naked without you repeat
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Age considers, youth ventures
Age considers, youth ventures
Age visualizes, youth dreams
Age makes theories, youth experiments
Age loves, youth longs
Age sees people, youth sees places
Age knows belongings, youth discovers them
Age pains to gain, youth gains to others' pain
Age has heart, youth has mind
Age is thoughtful, youth is tactful
Age ponders, youth wonders
Age recounts, youth counts
Age is experienced, youth is in experience
Age is cautious, youth dashes
Age floats, youth swims
Age lives, youth still making a living
Age is in touch with termination, youth with determination
Age is confident, youth is competent
Age adds years to living, youth adds life to living
Age is lost in past, youth is drowned in future
Age is grown, youth is crown
Ageless is youth, youthless is age
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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John Madden 2000 Theme
(ludacris)
Maaaaaaaaan, get out my way and watch out as I come through
Bustin in your line, crackin helmets in two
I bring the pain, so whatcha gone do?
Stand there and just get shook out your shoes
So clean out your locker, Im out to getcha
Cuz I just popped ya, you cant take the pressure
You might as well quit, cuz you just cant last
Madden two thou put your face in the grass
And your spine in the dirt, so put on a skirt
If you step on the field and dont wanna get hurt
Just bruised and beaten, all black and blue
And its been like that since madden 92
(ludacris)
You better come harder than hard, rougher than rough
Put up your guard, get ready to crush
Its thangs on this field that you just cant change
E.a. sports, its in the game, whatcha want?
(the rock in the palm of my hands!!!)
Whatcha got? (I got john madden!!!!)
Whatcha want?
(the rock in the palm of my hands!!!)
Whatcha got? (I got john madden!!!!)
Whatcha want?
(the rock in the palm of my hands!!!)
Whatcha got? (I got john madden!!!!)
Whatcha want?
(the rock in the palm of my hands!!!)
Whatcha got? (I got john madden!!!!)
Feel the power
song performed by by Ludacris
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What I Have Not Ever Seen
what i have never seen
does not bother me, it is felt
and it gives me all the comfort
the stillness
and stability, it is like the hand
that holds my hand and gives me
warmth
during the harshness
of the rains
i have never seen the fingers
and the palms and the veins
but i have felt
the heat in the coldness of my
winter
sometimes there are those unseen
yet more real than what is visible
to the naked eye
i do nothing. i just believe.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mark of Pain
Fading, what we feel about pain, eaten by the rolling times
Whether long or short time will it take to be faded away
One can say that pain never leave, one can say that pain is curable
But one thing surely happens is pain leaves its mark
even when the touch of its torchery has gone
Like hammering that wooden body of our feeling and flesh
that mean mark of the nail will never recover
Now life will easier to walk through if you see that sickening mark is left behind
but never dare to forget its warning, when you're about to face the same swinging hit again
Never again you feel your pain stay forever
'Cause only its mark remains silent, but not its real flames
To Beatrice Stuart--Wortley Ætat
Patter, patter, little feet,
Making music quaint and sweet,
Up the passage, down the stair;
Patter, patter everywhere.
Ripple, ripple, little voice;
When I hear you, I rejoice.
When you cease to crow and coo,
Then my heart grows silent too.
Frolic, frolic, little form,
While the day is young and warm.
When the shadows shun the west,
Climb up to my knee, and rest.
Slumber, slumber, little head,
Gambols o'er and night-prayers said.
I will give you in your cot
Kisses that awake you not.
Open, open, little lids!
Lambs are frisking in the meads;
Blackcaps flit from stem to stem;
Come and chirp along with them.
Change not, change not, little fay;
Still be as you are to-day.
What a loss is growth of sense,
With decrease of innocence!
Something in your little ways
Wins me more than love or praise.
You have gone, and I feel still
Void I somehow cannot fill.
Yes, you leave, when you depart,
Empty cradle in my heart,
Where I sit and rock my pain,
Singing lullaby in vain.
Come back, come back, little feet!
Bring again the music sweet
To the garden, to the stair;
Patter, chatter everywhere.
poem by Alfred Austin
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You're The Only One That's Real
When you kiss me, are you breathless?
When you touch me, do you fall apart?
Do you shiver when you dream?
Is there a pounding in your heart?
When i talk do you hear?
When i cry do you care?
When i wake up in the morning do you want me there?
Chorus:
I want you to know me
I want you to hold me
To know who i am
What i want
When i feel you're the only one that's real
I want you to know me
I want you to hold me
Cause when we kiss
When we touch
That all i know
You're the only one that's real
Verse two:
When you call me, are you smiling?
When you leave me, does it make you sad?
Is there an emptiness you feel?
When we're together are you glad?
A silence you told me,
If i'm crazy console me,
Cause in each other's arms is where i wanna stay...
I want you to know me
I want you to hold me
To know who i am
What i want
When i feel you're the only one that's real
I want you to know me
I want you to hold me
Cause when we kiss
When we touch
That all i know
You're the only one that's real
You're the only one that's real...
The only one...
I want you to know me
I want you to hold me
To know who i am
What i want
When i feel you're the only one that's real
I want you to know me
I want you to hold me
Cause when we kiss
When we touch
That all i know
You're the only one that's real
song performed by by 2gether
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Queen Anne's Lace
Her body is not so white as
anemone petals nor so smooth--nor
so remote a thing. It is a field
of the wild carrot taking
thefield by force; the grass
does not raise above it.
Here is no question of whiteness,
white as can be, with a purple mole
at the center of each flower.
Each flower is a hand's span
of her whiteness. Wherever
his hand has lain there is
a tiny purple blossom under his touch
to which the fibres of her being
stem one by one, each to its end,
until the whole field is a
white desire, empty, a single stem,
a cluster, flower by flower,
a pious wish to whiteness gone over--
or nothing.
poem by William Carlos Williams
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Even The Petals Of The Flower
even the petals of the flower
holds the dew only for a short
moment like the passing wind
like us we also hold unto our
souls like petals of the flower
holding on to the morning dew
only for a short moment like
the passing wind like all of us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As Soon As The Good Times Roll
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics: klaus meine
If you feel real sad somtimes
Caught in bad vibrations
And it seems youve lost your drive
And your destination
If you feel that lifes passing by, passing by
Catch the train of better times
Rock tonight
Hard times go
As soon as the good times roll
Hard times go
As soon as the good times roll
If you feel that all your life
Is packed with complications
And almost everything you try
Ends up in new frustrations
If you feel that lifes passing by, passing by
Catch the train of better times
Rock tonight
Hard times go
As soon as the good times roll
Hard times go
As soon as the good times roll
song performed by by Scorpions
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Little Lion Face
Little lion face
I stopped to pick
among the mass of thick
succulent blooms, the twice
streaked flanges of your silk
sunwheel relaxed in wide
dilation, I brought inside,
placed in a vase.Milk
of your shaggy stem
sticky on my fingers, and
your barbs hooked to my hand,
sudden stings from them
were sweet.Now I'm bold
to touch your swollen neck,
put careful lips to slick
petals, snuff up gold
pollen in your navel cup.
Still fresh before night
I leave you, dawn's appetite
to renew our glide and suck.
An hour ahead of sun
I come to find you.You're
twisted shut as a burr,
neck drooped unconscious,
an inert, limp bundle,
a furled cocoon, your
sun-streaked aureole
eclipsed and dun.
Strange feral flower asleep
with flame-ruff wilted,
all magic halted,
a drink I pour, steep
in the glass for your
undulant stem to suck.
Oh, lift your young neck,
open and expand to your
lover, hot light.
Gold corona, widen to sky.
I hold you lion in my eye
sunup until night.
poem by May Swenson
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Rock Roll Doctor
A woman in georgia didnt feel just right
She had fever all day and chills at night
Now things got worse, yes a serious bind
At times like this it takes a man with such style
That you cannot often find
A doctor of the heart and a doctor of the mind
If you like country with a boogie beat
Hes the man to meet (hes the man to meet)
If you like the sound ofa shufflin feet
I said, he cant be beat (he cant be beat)
Oh, if you wanna feel real nice
Just ask the rock and roll doctors advice
Its just a country town but patients come
From mobile to moline from miles around
Nagodoches to new orleans
In beat-up old cars or in limousines
To meet the doctor of soul
Hes got his very own thing
Two degrees in be-bop, a ph.d. in swing
Hes the master of be hop
Hes the rock n roll king
If you like country with a boogie beat
Hes the man to meet (hes the man to meet)
If you like the sound ofa shufflin feet
I said, he cant be beat (he cant be beat)
If you... if you wanna
If you wanna feel real nice
Just ask the r and-r d-rs advice
(rock n roll doc can make you feel so fine)
So fine so so fine, so fine, he makes you feel so fine
(rock n roll doc can make you feel so fine)
Rock-n-roll rock-n-roll rock-n-roll doctor, feel fine
Well he makes you feel so fine
song performed by by Cher
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Rock & Roll Doctor
a woman in georgia didn't feel just right
She had fever all day and chills at night
Now things got worse, yes a serious bind
At times like this it takes a man with such style
That you cannot often find
A doctor of the heart and a doctor of the mind
If you like country with a boogie beat
He's the man to meet (he's the man to meet)
If you like the sound of'a shufflin' feet
I said, he can't be beat (he can't be beat)
Oh, if you wanna feel real nice
Just ask the rock and roll doctor's advice
It's just a country town but patients come
From mobile to moline from miles around
Nagodoches to new orleans
In beat-up old cars or in limousines
To meet the doctor of soul
He's got his very own thing
Two degrees in be-bop, a ph.d. in swing
He's the master of be hop
He's the rock 'n roll king
If you like country with a boogie beat
He's the man to meet (he's the man to meet)
If you like the sound of'a shufflin' feet
I said, he can't be beat (he can't be beat)
If you... if you wanna
If you wanna feel real nice
Just ask the r and-r d-r's advice
(rock 'n roll doc can make you feel so fine)
So fine so so fine, so fine, he makes you feel so fine
(rock n roll doc can make you feel so fine)
Rock-n-roll rock-n-roll rock-n-roll doctor, feel fine
Well he makes you feel so fine
song performed by by Cher
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What I Did Next
and then i went to the rest room
to touch the coldness of water
my fingers want to feel
what numbness is in my head
i see the woman crying
i see the child inside the niche
everyone is looking for the comfort
in each others hands
a hold, a stare, a word
to date, there is still none.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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