Trivial
sometimes, yes, sometimes
seems to be my favorite word of the day,
i like (another favorite is i, just like most of us,
i, i, i, i, i)
to trivialize a lot of events: funerals, baptisms,
even marriage,
sometimes, i ask why, why all these events and things
and people (oh yes, the people)
have become nothing but images, nothing to be
taken seriously about,
i don't grieve at the dead, they are all gone,
i don't wonder at new births, nothing to be amazed
there is nothing new,
and i don't get excited about other people's marriages
don't like to see about the slicing of the cakes
or the drinking of the wine, the releasing of the doves,
the first kiss, or the lifting of the veil,
and the much awaited catching of the bridal bouquet
of red roses
they bore me,
i don't itch and twitch,
i am numb but i am not dead yet
are you happy now?
alright, there is pain, but let me tell you
these are tolerable
and don't hurt that much anymore
with constant practice, i suppose.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Favorite Girl
Funny how things don’t seem to ever change
Now that I see you I’m transformed I am not the same
I know all the parts of you cause you’re my favorite girl
Because of everything you do you’re my favorite girl
Good things come and good things go
we only have today Tomorrow who knows
You’re my favorite you’re my favorite girl
I've tried so hard to move forward
But I keep on moving back
I’m stuck in some odd time warp
On an elusive track
Your a sacred pearl cause your my favorite girl
There’ no sanctuary in this world but your my favorite girl
People come and people go
we only have today Tomorrow who knows
You’re my favorite you’re my favorite girl
Its the same old story But damn if it don’t make you cry
Boy meets girl than loses her for no reason why
In my heart, nothing should matter except you’re my favorite girl
The whole universe could shatter you’d still be my favorite girl
People come and people go
We only have to day
Baby baby you stole the show
Baby baby you stole the show
Tomorrow who knows
You’re my favorite you’re my favorite girl
poem by Harlan Lovestone
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Itch
Ha ha ha (ahh)
Don't wanna hurt you (hurt you baby)
You think you love me, but you don't really know me
Don't wanna hurt you (hurt you baby)
Wanna go ride, not a backseat drive
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay I need
Ahhhhh ohh - something inside that you can't provide
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch again
I feel the itch
i-i-itch, i-i-i-i-itch (ahh)
i-i-itch (ahh), i-i-i-i-itch
Don't want to hurt you (hurt you baby)
You can hug me, but you can't really hold me
what I do, and it's crazy
Don't wanna be cold, but I'm out of control
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay that's true
Ahhhhh ooh - wish I could, but I can't be good
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch
I feel the itch again
i-i-itch, i-i-i-i-itch (ahh)
i-i-itch (ahh), i-i-i-i-itch
Cause I want to go down wanna feel my heart pound
Don't you know that I get restless
You can't reach where I need scratching
So feel the itch again
Itch
Itch
Ahhhhh ooh - ay ay ay I need
Something inside that you can't provide
I'm feeling the itch again
I need to get tricked again
I'm starting to twitch again
I feel the itch again
I'm starting to twitch again
I need to get tricked again
I feel the itch again
I feel the itch
Yeah yeah, I feel the itch again
i-i-itch
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Something bein' done
How is that everybody asks me to do something, but everytime I ask for something It's a 'no'. I am So sick of people walking all over me. One of these days I am going to kill myself, I am already anyways. I am killing myself by all the anger kept inside of me, if i was to let this anger out somebody would be dead. Even the people I love is getting to be a big pain. I can't handle this. What am I suppose To do? I want to be dead, I hate everything about my life. I basically hate evrything and everybody in it. I just want to scream my head off, or maybey cut it off. Can somebody help me. Of course not because that's what I want and of course It's too much to ask for. They would want something done first, and I am in so much pain that nobody understands. What am I suppose to Do?
poem by Makayla Straight
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Phat
The word 'fat' is a term,
That 'skinny people' use,
Because they don't know what else to say,
When they see a 'fat person.'
No one has to be so rude about it,
When they see a 'fat person' eating ice cream,
Or sitting around watching others,
But some 'skinny people' don't understand to just dropp a conversation.
The word 'rude' is what 'fat people' use when someone makes fun of them,
'Fat people' are all over the world,
And yet - 'skinny people' don't want to accept the fact that 'fat people' are in this cruel world,
So some 'skinny people' have to act like they're all that and be mean to others.
There are people in this world that are 'low class' and are different from the people in the 'higher class, '
Because some people in the 'lower class' goes into depression and eat,
Because of the events happening in their life,
And so they become 'fat.'
But what 'skinny people' explain,
Is that they are slobs and can't eat normal instead of shoving food down their throat,
But what 'fat people' explain,
Is that they try to lose weight, but some of them can't because it's hard.
'Skinny people' make fun of them and 'fat people' let them,
Because some 'skinny people' don't know how it feels like to be 'fat, '
And some 'skinny people' call 'fat people' ugly and of course 'fat, '
But what 'skinny people' don't know is that we all are phat.
poem by Alicia Meyers
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Favorite Things
Im thinking of my souls sovereignty and I know everything you hate in me
Fill me up with over-pious badgerings, to throw them up, oh, one of my favorite things
Remember all the lessons fed to me?
Me the young sponge, so ready to agree
Years have gone
I recognize the walking dead now aware that Im alive and way ahead
Too bad the things that make you mad are my favorite things
And Im so happy I see you looking,
I know that youre thinking that Ill never go anywhere
The things that Ive done and teh things that Ive seen
I dont really expect you to care
song performed by by Incubus
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The People's World
people are good;
people are bad;
people are happy;
people are sad;
people are near;
people are far;
people are true;
people are blue;
people are white;
people are right;
people are silent;
people are violent;
people can throw;
people can grow;
people can share;
people can care;
people can unite;
people can divide;
people can fool;
people can rule;
people can trust;
people are worst;
don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!
poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter IV: People Part 2
It’s not wrong, but it’s not people’s choice
It’s not lie, but it’s not people’s say
It’s not bad, but it’s not people’s favorite
It’s not impossible, but it’s not people’s expectation
It’s not secret, but it’s not people’s thought
It’s not unimportant, but it’s not people’s need
It’s not illusion, but it’s not people’s believe
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hit Me Like You Did The First Time
Go, people wanna know
All the pleasures of
Ive got my favorite place
You know just what to say
Hit me like the first time
All of your friends go there
Theyre not like me
I got my favorite place
You know just what to say
Kill me like you did the first time
Come on now (3x)
Hit me like the first time
Mount this heavy snow
Its warm like a winter coat
Thats my favorite place
cause you know just what to say
Kiss me like you did the first time
Come on now (8x)
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Having cakes as a business certainly changes things for me - I don't now sit at home doing a cake for the fun of it anymore. But it's an extremely happy and pleasureable business to run because people are generally buying cakes for celebrations.
quote by Jane Asher
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My Favorite Girl
My favorite girl, oh, shes my favorite girl, dont you know,
My favorite girl, oh, shes my favorite girl.
You walked into my life, your love was so new,
And nothing will ever change my feelings for you,
Well, you were so far away, now I am close to you, girl,
So let us run away, our heart thats waiting will stay.
My favorite...
Theres so much I like in you I cant go on,
I wanted a girl like you Ive looked so long,
Girl, nothing will make us wrong, I know our love is too strong,
Lets leave the rest behind, our dreams ask what we will find.
My favorite...
My favorite...
(rap:) shes my favorite girl, the one Im always thinking of, that one.
(rap:) my favorite girl, the one I love.
My favorite... (repeat & fade ad lib)
song performed by by New Kids On The Block
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Writing
It is like
Having good fortune
Taking delicious food
Drinking favorite wine
Releasing your heat
Greasing your mind
Playing with your own child
Doing love with beautiful woman
It may not be any thing
But surely it is writing.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Cynicism Is an Art
Come you little children- people
Children-people of the future
For soon you will be people-people
What sort of people-people will you be?
It doesn't really matter, really, because
Soon you won't be people-people
Soon you will be dead-people
Dead-people of so long ago
What sort of dead-people will you be?
poem by Bobby Crawford
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That veil was the first symbolism
Of her lies, it covered
The truth of her origin,
Her face underneath, you never really
Saw the truth of her eyes,
You were blinded by the cloth
You were tempted by the part that was still covered,
When the veil was lifted
It was then that you saw, the truth, of what was felt,
You wanted to back out,
And stop the ceremony of a commitment
But there were lots of people in the church
Ready to clap their hands, after the much awaited kiss
You kissed her, and the people clapped in
Jubilation of your beginnings
You did not really mean it,
But it was too late; you have already sealed the contract
With that kiss and all the people in the church clapped their hands
The rest in your life to come shall be without the participation
Of your senses.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The veil that covered her face
That veil was the first symbolism
Of her lies, it covered
The truth of her origin,
Her face underneath, you never really
Saw the truth of her eyes,
You were blinded by the cloth
You were tempted by the part that was still covered,
When the veil was lifted
It was then that you saw, the truth, of what was felt,
You wanted to back out,
And stop the ceremony of a commitment
But there were lots of people in the church
Ready to clap their hands, after the much awaited kiss
You kissed her, and the people clapped in
Jubilation of your beginnings
You did not really mean it,
But it was too late; you have already sealed the contract
With that kiss and all the people in the church clapped their hands
The rest in your life to come shall be without the participation
Of your senses.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Favorite Things
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudel
Doorbells and sleighbells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses and blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on your nose and eye lashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When Im feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I dont feel so bad
song performed by by Carpenters
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I Am Giving You Up For Another
it has been a nice exchange of
wholesome conversation
the past few days
when we treat ourselves as friends,
what could have made you change?
talks about money, and people, and
how life shouldn't be
desperate things and miserable events
ships that sink, minds that explode
and kids on rehabilitation,
marriages on the brink of breaking
governments that don't serve anymore
how desperate we could be?
you must have realized that this is my
hiding place
as i have no other place to hide
and breathe
we now must part, i want to live.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Viewpoint
some people said I was crazy
And some people said I was lazy
And some people said I was on course
For a fully fledged 'divorce'
Until I said 'listen, I'm not married'
Some people said I was always carried
By other people with as much emotional baggage
Some people said I looked like a cabbage
And some people said I was as BIG AS A HOUSE
Some people said I was as quiet as a mouse
And some people said I should get a life
some people said I was a pain in the neck
And some people said they felt the pain
And some people who salvaged the wreck
Abandoned the deck
Broadcasting the ship would sink
And some people of the same clan
Disconnected their phone
Leaving me to ponder on my own
About all that they had said
And all their words fell silent
And suddenly dead.....
After so much defintion
I chose life instead
yvette smith march 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Out Of Their Minds With An Accepting
Choosing to remain uninformed,
But in a constant curiosity...
About what goes on in other people's lives.
As the World continues to spin,
News events.
Printed in papers and on TV...
As neighborhoods everywhere,
Become more incensed with violence.
Says this about that...
It is no mystery,
More people are finding they've become...
Out of their minds.
With an accepting of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God Will Heal My Broken Heart
My heart has been hurt so much from you and other people who hate me
I hope one day
God will heal my broken heart
I pray day after day I be ok again
I need to get on with my life
My heart is all black and clouded
Never ending pain
My heart hurt so much because I love you or someone I know died
I cry everyday
I can't take it anymore
So I hope and hope
God will heal my broken heart
I need a micrale
People I know pray for me to be ok and be happy again
I want to thank them for caring so much
They don't want something happen to me and they don't have to
I be fine again
I just want to stop dealing with this broken heart so I don't have to worry to much
My happiness is gone and I want it back
People keep asking me how I am and I wish I can tell them the truth, but
I don't want them to keep worrying about me
A little bit longer and I be alright
I be waiting here and
God will heal my broken heart
poem by Christina Phan
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People, Lets Stop The War
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo-ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Hey all you people, for goodness sake,
Lets get together, what does it take,
To make you understand the value of a man?
Im talkin about your son and neighbor, yes I am. oh ...
Chorus
People lets stop the war.
People lets stop the war.
People lets stop the war.
People lets stop the war.
If we had a president, that did just what he said,
The country would be just alright, and no one would be dead,
From fighting in a war, that causes big men to get rich.
Theres money in them war machines, now aint this a bitch? oh ...
Chorus
I been excited, aint nobody ready.
They dont know what to get ready for.
Lets get ready and stop the war.
Ooo ... excited, aint nobody ready.
They dont know what to get ready for.
Lets get ready and stop the war.
I been excited, aint nobody ready.
They dont know what to get ready for.
Lets get ready and stop the war.
Ooo ... excited, aint nobody ready.
They dont know what to get ready for.
Lets get ready and stop the war.
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo-ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Chorus
Chorus
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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