Waiting For The Right Time
up all night too
i wrote something too personal for you
i could not find
the best metaphor for it
and so
i went literally
on the
consonants of my
grappling
the following morning
i look for
beauty
there is none
and so i deleted it
there is no sense
of the divine
there is only that
mundane grasshopper
singing under the sun
nothing about the sacrifices of the ants
or the redeeming quality
of the turtle
i am not impressed at all
about what i am
i am waiting for the right time
to find the reason why i must
open and bloom
why i should not take the pain some more
in the tightness of my
bud.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Still Waiting
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Drop dead a bullet to my head
Your words are like a gun in hand
You can't change the state of the nation
We just need some motivation
Three times casino eviction
Just lies and more contradiction
So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
Ignorance and Understanding
We're the first ones to jump in line
Out of step for what we believe in
But whos left? To start the pleading
How far will we take this
It's not hard to see through the sickness
So tell me what would you say
I'd say its up: to me
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
This can't last forever
Time won't make things better
I feel so alone
Can't help myself
And no one knows
If this is worthless
Tell me: so
What have we done
We're in a war that can't be won
This can't be real
I don't know what to feel
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
So am I still waiting
For this world to stop hating
Can't find a good reason
Can't find hope to believe in
song performed by by Sum 41
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What You Write: Edited For Some Clerical Errors
hey man what you write
last night was brief
concise and direct to the point
you were grappling on a metaphor
that was not there
but i always understand the feeling
i've been there
and staying, cool, effervescent like
sparkling wine, they say it was horrible
like a witch riding on her broomstick
i say it was romantic the moon was there
it has musk on its ears
and something dirty was there at the
portion of the right foot of that poem
they say it was filthy
i say it was real and cocky
it was stiff
they say it was hardheaded
i say it was real
got the brains and grasped what we mean
about last night
the woman was singing in her sleep
i couldn't help but laugh
but you were there serious about your stuff
if no one says that what you wrote was a poem
you bet
i say, i will.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What You Write
hey man what you write
last night was brief
concise and direct to the point
you were grappling on a metaphor
that was not there
but i always understand the feeling
i've been there
and staying, cool, effervescent like
sparkling wine, they say it was horrible
like a witch riding on her broomstick
i say it was romantic the moon was there
it has musk on its ears
and something dirty was there at the
portion of the right foot of that poem
they say it was filthy
i say it was real and cocky
it was stiff they was it was hardheaded
i say it was real
got the brains and grasped what we mean
about last night
the woman was singing in her sleep
i couldn't help but laugh
but you were there serious about your stuff
if no one says that what you wrote was a poem
you bet
i say, i will.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reason To Try
(john lind & phil gladston)
Recorded by eric carmen
Arista as1-9746 / 1988
We went runnin
Out where the stars are born
We came crashin down in flames
I could be right
You could be wrong
We could be anything at all
But tonight at least Im sure
I know this rain will pass
We need a reason to try again
I know this pain wont last
We can find those dreams again
I know
We went screamin
Into the dead of night
We were kicking down the door
Now we can go back
We can go on
We can do anything we want
Anything we want and more
I know this rain will pass
We need a reason to try again
I know this pain wont last
We can find those dreams again
I know
We need a reason to smile again
I know
We need a reason to try again
I could be right
You could be wrong
We could be anything at all
But tonight at least Im sure
I know this rain will pass
We need a reason to try again
I know this pain wont last
We can find those dreams again
I know
We need a reason to smile again
I know
We need a reason to try
I know
I know this rain will pass
We need a reason to try again
I know this pain wont last
We can find those dreams again
I know this rain will pass
We need a reason to try again
I know this pain wont last
We can find those dreams again
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Legends, Elegies, Pleasures And Norma Jean
The man who wrote Legends of the Fall
Wrote; 'Don't fall in love as if fallin' off a dock at night'
But when you are struck by the thunderbolt
How do you not fall?
The man who wrote the Duino Elegies
Wrote; 'Beauty is only the start of bearable terror'
But to be stuck without beauty
Is unbearable
The woman formerly know as Norma Jean
Wrote; 'I know from life one cannot love another'
I know what she meant, but to love you
How can I not?
The man who wrote The Pleasures of Hope
Wrote; 'How hard it is to find the one just suited to our mind! '
But it is just a little too easy to find one
Who is ill suited
From Legends, Elegies, Pleasures and Norma Jean
What they wrote is unforgettable
And that is what you are muse, though near or far
In every way
poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro
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Find A Way To My Heart
Find a way to my heart, and I will always be with you
From wherever you are, Ill be waiting
Ill keep a place in my heart, you will see it shining through
So find a way to my heart, and I will, I will follow you
This journeys not easyfor you, I know
If your footsteps get too faint to hear, Ill go
Cos you know, questions are never that easy
And never the same
You have the answer believe me
If you have the faith
Find a way to my heart...
Time may come, and time may go, I know
If you should call out for me, Ill go
But you know, there is a code to be broken
I wrap it around
Without a word being spoken
Without a sound
Theres a reason I hide my heart
Out of sight out of mind
And when I find out just who you are
The door will be open for you to..
Find a way to my heart...
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Goodbye Tin Terriers
Oh, you told me that the mystery was gone,
Oh, you told me that the song had been sung,
Are you so sure that we know,
As the images flicker and glow?
Everyone's waiting to find,
Waiting to find.
Oh, you told me that the mystery was gone,
Oh, and nothing will be sacred for long,
This is the start of the show,
There's a secret that's waiting to blow,
Everything's waiting to find,
Waiting to find.
Oh, well if you're trying to see,
Something beautiful, magic and free,
Don't think you're wasting your time,
Everything's waiting to find,
Waiting to find.
song performed by by Kula Shaker
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Saturn Nights
Written by dan peek, 1972
Found on homecoming and highway.
One more song about movin along the highway
Feel the fantasy in the air
(ah -- --)
Filled the room with flowers from norway
Sensed her majesty in the air
Made a sign bove your doorway, to show I care
Ive been waiting every morning
Just to help you find your way
Ive been standing on your corner
(dont go away) dont go away
One more song about movin along the highway
Feel the fantasy in the air
Ive been waiting every morning
Just to help you find your way
Ive been waiting every morning
Help me make it through the day
Ive been waiting every morning
Just to help you find your way
Ive been waiting every morning
Help me make it through the day
Ive been waiting every morning ...
song performed by by America
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Long-Left Wide Step
Failed to find meaning in my
immediate surrounds; 1-2-3,
a-1-2-3, I went down the street,
usual music not speaking to me
Thought of my dad, cowboy hat on
his head, playing his music - Chris
Blignaut singing the song of a hapless
baboon, a bully-beef can with ants
His wireless for greeting his tribe, no tax
to pay, he sings - the can's too tight, his
face is stuck, the ants bite him, the baboon
goes mad - we stared with shiny eyes
As the chaos was described - and I sing
along with the song as I long-left wide
step 1-2-3- down the street, happy in
a cloud of memory - the beauty
Not intrinsic in the melody, but in the special
quality of nostalgic song - the soft golden light
enclosing times past…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Cant Find My Way Home
By steve winwood
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason Ive been waiting so long.
Somebody holds the key.
But Im near the end and I just aint got the time
And Im wasted and I cant find my way home.
Come down on your own and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason Ive been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key.
Chorus
But I cant find my way home.
But I cant find my way home.
But I cant find my way home.
But I cant find my way home.
Still I cant find my way home,
And I aint done nothing wrong,
But I cant find my way home.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Can't Find My Way Home
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason i've been waiting so long.
Somebody holds the key.
But i'm near the end and i just ain't got the time
And i'm wasted and i can't find my way home.
Come down on your own and leave your body alone.
Somebody must change.
You are the reason i've been waiting all these years.
Somebody holds the key.
Chorus
But i can't find my way home.
But i can't find my way home.
But i can't find my way home.
But i can't find my way home.
Still i can't find my way home,
And i ain't done nothing wrong,
But i can't find my way home.
song performed by by Styx
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Sunday Morning
Maurice white, sheldon reynolds & allee willis
Intro chorus:
Ooh, sunday morning
You;re gonna find my love shining on you
Oh, Im waiting
And my heart is anticipating
Your face
On my pillow
Feel sunshine pouring through the window
Like the grapes on the vine
Love gets sweeter with time
You were made to love
Chorus:
Ooh, sunday morning (Ill see you sunday morning)
Ooh, sunday morning
Its like the best of everything falling on you
Your eyes
Shining on me
Youre the brightest star, that ever could be
Your kiss
Oh, Im so thankful
The love that we share, Im sincerely grateful
The wind blowin in the tree
Singing love songs to me
Singing you were made to love
Chorus:
Ooh, sunday morning (Ill see you sunday morning)
Youre gonna find my love shining on you
Ooh, sunday morning
Its like the best of everything falling on you
Ooh, sunday morning (Ill see you sunday morning)
When we shared sweet love like no other
Ooh, sunday morning
Like a summer day with your lover
Ooh sunday morning (Ill see you sunday morning)
When we shared sweet love like no other
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Beauty parlours
Each and every particle
Has its own beauty
I do not find any reason
For any beauty parlour.
Fatwa is dictatorial and
Is in excess
I do not find any reason
To support fatwa.
Men and women are equal
before the law of nature
Without the one the other
Has no existence.
I do not find any reason
To go with one
And neglect other
That is not nature.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Bloom is not a Bloom
Bloom not bloom
mist not mist
Night half come
heaven bright go
Come like spring dream how long time?
Go like morning cloud not find place The bloom is not a bloom,
The mist not mist.
At midnight she comes,
And goes again at dawn.
She comes like a spring dream -
how long will she stay?
She goes like morning cloud, without a trace.
A Grasshopper Must Jump
offer young grasshopper
tiny roots of wisdom
to perceive her reality
grasshopper wants desires
to jump ever more boldly
from grass blade to blade
see how high I can jump
see how far I can jump
screams young grasshopper
grasshopper wants praise
grasshopper wants esteem
grasshopper wants no advice
grasshopper hears with legs
so jump blindly grasshopper
learn own leap life lessons
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Open Your Eyes
You want what you deserve
but it's right in front of you
You want something better
than any other
You don't even bother
to figure what it is
that you think you deserve
You'll find it all one day
but not this way.
Open your eyes,
your heart will follow
Open your eyes,
see what you've been missing
Open your eyes,
and find the answer
I can't take anymore,
have you ever asked yourself,
what am I looking for?
You're indesisive
You are just another caught up in all of this
plastic glamerous world
You'll never see
who you could be
Open your eyes,
you're heart will follow
Open your eyes,
see what you've been missing
Open your eyes,
and find the answer
Your world is waiting, anticipating,
your time is fading,
if you never open your eyes
If only you could see,
that there is something you can do,
to make this better
Open your eyes,
your heart will follow
Open your eyes,
see what you've been missing
Open your eyes,
and find the answer
You're world is waiting, anticipating,
but your time is fading,
if you never open your eyes
song performed by by Hoobastank
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Voices at the Window
Who is it that, this dark night,
Underneath my window plaineth?
It is one who from thy sight
Being, ah, exiled, disdaineth
Every other vulgar light.
Why, alas, and are you he?
Be not yet those fancies changeed?
Dear, when you find change in me,
Though from me you be estranged,
Let my change to ruin be.
Well, in absence this will die:
Leave to see, and leave to wonder.
Absence sure will help, if I
Can learn how myself to sunder
From what in my heart doth lie.
But time will these thoughts remove;
Time doth work what no man knoweth.
Time doth as the subject prove:
With time still the affection groweth
In the faithful turtle-dove.
What if you new beauties see?
Will not they stir new affection?
I will think they pictures be
(Image-like, of saints' perfection)
Poorly counterfeiting thee.
But your reason's purest light
Bids you leave such minds to nourish.
Dear, do reason no such spite!
Never doth thy beauty flourish
More than in my reason's sight.
poem by Philip Sidney
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0026 The other poetry
It could be tomorrow.
Or the day after.
The important thing will be
that you’ll know when it happens that
it’s what you’ve been waiting for
perhaps all your life
you’ll go out of the door as usual
at the usual time
but instead of turning right
you’ll turn left
just that
and then it will unfold
like someone else’s life
and you’ll talk to different people,
listen differently
see differently
and then find yourself writing
in a quite different way
perhaps even in a strange language
about emotions you never had before
deep down, it’s always been whispering
no singing, in your ear
like when you were a child
and there they were behind you but
you could never turn round quick enough
to catch them. The other poetry
you never wrote but you know it’s there
maybe waiting for you
maybe waiting for someone else
but there. So close.
Maybe one day.
Or the day after.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Over The May Hill
All through the night time, and all through the day time,
Dreading the morning and dreading the night,
Nearer and nearer we drift to the May time
Season of beauty and season of blight,
Leaves on the linden, and sun on the meadow,
Green in the garden, and bloom everywhere,
Gloom in my heart, and a terrible shadow,
Walks by me, sits by me, stands by my chair.
Oh, but the birds by the brooklet are cheery,
Oh, but the woods show such delicate greens,
Strange how you droop and how soon you are weary-
Too well I know what that weariness means.
But how could I know in the crisp winter weather
(Though sometimes I notices a catch in your breath),
Riding and singing and dancing together,
How could I know you were racing with death?
How could I know when we danced until morning,
And you were the gayest of all the gay crowd-
With only that shortness of breath for a warning,
How could I know that you danced for a shroud?
Whirling and whirling through moonlight and star-light,
Rocking as lightly as boats on the wave,
Down in your eyes shone a deep light-a far light,
How could I know 'twas the light to your grave?
Day by day, day by day, nearing and nearing,
Hid under greenness, and beauty and bloom,
Cometh the shape and the shadow I'm fearing,
'Over the May hill' is waiting your tomb.
The season of mirth and of music is over-
I have danced my last dance, I have sung my last song,
Under the violets, under the clover,
My heart and my love will be lying ere long.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Beauty and the Candlestick
Even beauty must have light
To wander through the darkness of night
Or else she may stumble
Although the light be dim
It will become brighter with him
Even when the storm rumbles
The darkness will not hide for long
Beauty will have its song
Even if it must be a mumble
The light's heat will burn the tips
And it's wax will cry and drip
Leaving beauty to be humbled
But find that light and she may
Find he's waiting as he lay
Hoping his beauty will not crumble.
poem by Airda Jones
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