Waking Up At 3: 19 A.m.
hungry and thirsty
i am awakened
i switch on the light
and look at my watch
it is 3: 19 a.m and i
am feeling the
unholiness of the hour
hungry and thirsty
i look for food and water
for how long shall i conceal
the truth of my hunger and thirst?
it is not the water and the
sandwich
it is my soul
hungry and thirsty for
God
deep within i am moving
away
like a ship in the middle
of a storm
yet not wanting an anchor
not wanting an island
even a shadow
of the shore
for when will this hunger
and thirst stop
i do not not really know
perhaps
God shall soon
tell me
again about Job.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Hungry And Thirsty Soul
a hungry and thirsty soul
how can a body then look so beautiful?
how can you satisfy a hungry and thirsty soul?
how can it die? the body asks
how can a soul so beautiful and forgiving be
in such a dirty, emaciated and bleeding body?
how can this body conceal such a hungry and thirsty soul?
look into the pool of my soul, and find if your light
can penetrate therein without bending
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Woes
You are thirsty but you can't drink water,
You are hungry but you can't eat food,
Of the horses prepared for the battle!
Like Apollyon, the angel of the bottomless pit.
One woe is past but behold!
There are two more woes after this;
Like the torment of a scorpion when it strikes.
You are thirsty but you can't drink water,
You are hungry but you can't eat food,
And life is all about us on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I Bring You Tidings
i bring you food
you set them aside
you are telling me
you are not hungry
i bring you water
you set it aside
and tell me
you are not thirsty
i bring you stories
you do not listen
you tell me
you do not need
any of those
you ask me
to bring you justice
fast and swift and
commensurate
now you are thirsty
now you are hungry
now i am listening
to your story
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Need Water
Scorching hot summer’s day
Devastation struck on our holiday.
Water, water running out
No more water left about.
Where is water?
What to do?
Stressing, thirsty, hungry too.
Need a shower!
Need a drink!
But there is no time to think.
Running, running to the store
“No more water” written on the door.
I need water, but there’s none,
Definitely not having fun.
Feeling dirty!
Feeling sick!
Needing something so basic.
Water, water I need you
Then I’ll be as good as new.
Water, water always there,
Once it’s gone we’re made aware
Wasting water is not right
Now it’s gone I’ve seen the light.
I need water to survive
I’m lucky to be alive!
poem by Salvatore Mazzeo
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Questions...
do we ever know for what reason
that the sea which used to be coy and calm
has become violent when it landed
in that island?
do we ever know why it has taken a thousand lives
when it has no use for them?
is it hungry like a man deprived of food
or thirsty like a dog not given water?
does this water, this sea ever feel
the loss of mankind?
or is it just one of them, numb and insensitive
like the mountains
and stones?
does it hear the sobbing of those who are left
in pain and madness?
does it not fear too their capacity for
retaliation or revenge?
the sea and man
what relationship have you really?
friend or foe?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Remembering Thirst
it was when there was not water anymore
when i remember thirst
i hold the glass peering carefully if there is still any water left
there is none and so i go on and on the usual way that was
everything still contained in the vessel of my childhood
the ordinary wants still unsatisfied sleeping the whole night in thirst
even so thirsty in dreams until
finally forgetting thirst
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Dilemma
I am hungry
my stomach growls like a lion caged for days
I am thirsty too
my mouth and tongue miss a glass of water like hell
I cannot eat and i cannot drink
there is food on the table
there is water in a bowl
When i think of all these that i want and i cannot have
everything turns into stone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Prosperity and poverty
Hunger for food has been met;
Hunger for love has set in.
Hunger for power has been met;
Hunger for ethics has set in.
Hunger for lust has been met;
Hunger for faith has set in.
Thirst for knowledge has been met;
Thirst for innocence has set in.
Thirst for contacts has been met;
Thirst for concerns has set in.
Thirst for comfort has been met;
Thirst for compassion has set in.
Love, ethics, faith lost,
Innocence, concerns and compassion missing,
Despite food, power and lust,
Despite knowledge, comfort and compassion,
The soul will die a slow death
Long before the body succumbs.
The world will not die of poverty
But it will sure die of prosperity.
25.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Infancy determines you
Every human strives
To feed its belly, ego and sex,
In that order in his infancy.
Those short-fed thence
Would drive one ever since,
For its fulfillment,
Through out one’s life.
A leader is ego thirsty.
A lecher is sex hungry.
A greedy is food hungry.
15.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Good And Evil
I shall speak of the good but not the evil within you.
For what is evil but good tortured by hunger and thirst?
In truth when good is hungry it seeks food in dark places,
And when thirsty truth drinks from dead water.
Goodness comes when you are one with yourself.
Yet when you are not at one with yourself you are not evil.
A house divided is not a den of thieves; it’s only a divided house.
You are good when you strive to give the best of yourself;
Yet you are not evil when you seek personal gain.
When you strive for gain you are like a root,
Seeking growth whilst clinging to the Earth.
You are good when you are fully awake in your speech.
Yet you are not evil when you sleep and babble without purpose.
You are good when you walk to your goal firmly with bold steps;
Yet you are not evil when you go forth limping,
For even while staggering and limping you move forward.
You are good in countless ways, yet are not evil when you are not good;
You are only lazy and loitering.
In your longing for “My Higher Self” lies your goodness.
This inherent and “God Given” longing is in everyone.
poem by Ray Lucero
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The Thirsty Crow
Have you ever heard this story before?
Of a wise and clever thirsty crow?
Well, if you haven't then listen
The famous tale of this hero, now let's begin,
It happened when in a spell of dry weather,
The poor birds could find very little water,
This crow, when he felt thirsty,
Searched for some water desperately,
But in summer, as it was great famine,
Even a dropp of water he couldn't find,
This unfortunate fellow thought that he must,
In despair surely die of thirst,
Then suddenly he spied an old pitcher,
Filled with very little water,
But oh! The pitcher was so high with a narrow neck,
The little water, the poor crow could never get,
He was unlucky, thought the crow,
His beak couldn't reach the water as it was low,
Then suddenly a brilliant idea flashed into his mind,
Around him some pebbles he could find,
He picked some pebbles and threw into the pitcher,
And finally the water raised its level,
This clever fellow then threw more pebbles
Until the water was higher in the pitcher,
Higher enough for his beak to reach the water,
The thirsty crow now took a sip of water,
Then drank more water from the pitcher,
Until he was no more thirsty,
The genius crow then flew away,
To tell the world about his victory!
poem by Sadia Maqsood
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Learned... This Hunger and Thirst
one who sleeps on the floor
cannot fall,
in the morning one wakes up
with thirst, the one
that even you drinking
water and wine
in dreams
never gets satisfied, there is
this hunger that continues
to be hungry, that no
bread in breakfast
or bacon or scrambled egg
can satiate,
there is this soul that you cannot
touch, but
gives you that feeling of you being here
and yet not really here
as though your one foot is in the ocean
and the other
is on the mountain trail
always looking for the
right way to finally find what you are really seeking...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Have Desire To Have
Have money,
Plenty of money,
or little money,
Have appetite,
Have no time,
we are hungry,
and then become angry.
Have appetite,
Burning appetite,
Churning appetite,
dizzy appetite.
Have appetite,
Have plenty of time, but
Have no money.
People are hungry,
and they are hungry as always.
Angry are hungry,
anger for better things,
Better fast food,
better service,
better facilities
Hungry people are angry,
anger for basic food,
Just to fill the pit,
that churns day and night,
not knowing,
What is available to a man.
Hunger is the turning point,
when insufficiency is pointed.
Hunger is an insult,
when inefficiency is noted.
Let us have the desire,
to have a better world,
where no human,
go and sleep with hungry.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Mercy, Mercy
Mercy, mercy, I'm so thirsty.
I thirst for a cup of kndness now
to flow into the bed of dryness
that's parched the hearts somehow
of all the mighty ones
that look, but do not see.
They've closed their eyes to all of those
that live with misery.
Their cups are filled right to the brim
to slake their thirst at will.
No tiny drops of kindness drip
from atop their Kingdom's hill.
Mercy, mercy, I'm so thirsty.
When will my thirst be quenched?
Only when humanity's cup runneth over
and the plights of the masses are drenched.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Become A Poet (For Patti)
some hearts are born hungry,
with a hunger that makes
mountains tremble, and trees fall.
some souls are born thirsty,
with a thirst that makes
rivers run dry, and clouds weep
without aching tears.
some spirits are born reaching,
from beneath the earth
to the realm of the sky,
touching, always daring to touch.
some beings are born to love,
and love so much so hard,
that the void left by the flood
cannot be filled...
and so become a poet!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Like A Tattoo
He told me sweet lies of sweet loves
Heavy with the burden of the truth
And he spoke of his dreams
Broken by the burden
Broken by the burden of his youth
Fourteen years he said
I couldn't look into the sun
She saw him laying at the end of my gun
Hungry for life
And thirsty for the distant river
I remember his hands
And the way the mountains looked
The light shot diamonds from his eyes
Hungry for life
And thirsty for the distant river
Like the scar of age
Written all over my face
The war is still raging inside of me
I still feel the chill
As I reveal my shame to you
I wear it like a tattoo
I wear it like a tattoo
I wear it like a tattoo
song performed by by Sade
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Be
Be the water to the thirsty
Blood to the bleeding
Be the arrow broken
Be the nib of the pen
That has known all knowledge
Without knowing
Be the hunger
Of the hungry
Be Buddha or Krishna
Be the patience of Jacob
Be the flying feather
On the waves of wind
Be the strength of Moses
Humility of Jesus
Be the arm of the one who forgives
And on the last day
Speaks of the judgments
Be pure love
Be pure strength
Be the courage
Be the truth
Be the fire
Be the dust
Be the spirit
Be freedom
Be the attribute
Of the self
Be all space
Be all time
Islamabad
Sept 23,2010
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Miracle Child (single B-side)
She got me to walk on water
I did what she said
She got me to steal the moonlight
Put it over her head
And after I moved the mountain
Which stood in the way
The answer was in the question
She asked me if I wanted to stay
All of my friends said it couldn't last
I'd be another there in her past
But I disagree 'cause
I can't say say no, no, no, no
Save me, she's so hungry
Make a man do anything
I know, she gets hungry
Gets away like an innocent child
Save me, she's so hungry
Has the appetite to everything
I know, she's just hungry
She's got the mind of a miracle child
And when I changed the seasons
And water to wine
I took all the wordly problems
And got the peace in our time
And after I built the temple
She wanted so bad
I took her to altar on Sunday
To look at everything that we had
I could say no, but I always do
Someone outside
Would be comin' through
And I can't stop her
I can't say no, no, no, no
She's so hungry
She gets hungry ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Water
Water, water, water everywher!
Water has no enemies but,
How many of us do have water?
The earth consists of 70% of water and,
Mankind is still thirsty of water;
Ladies and Gentlemen,
How many of us do have enough water?
The rightousness of mankind is still negative,
Many are those who control this water!
On this earth are many without water,
On this earth too are many in darkeness,
How sad it is to see many dying of thirst;
Water has no enemy at all but, mankind has! !
The problem lies in our own hands and,
I do rest my case.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cannibal
We found each other hungry, thirsty,
and singed by love.
Seems,
we've being charred by it again
You left me...
a rapacious lioness.
I commence to rage,
strangling on anger,
I lost my way.
Then lay a weaken prey.
Rush upon me
you hungry lion!
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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