What is happening to you?
I find it strange how we stopped making new beginnings
With our two hands we grope no light, with your ring finger
You snap a fly and there it dies with nobody mourning,
With your eye you touch a stone
And throw it to the sky. How strong are your thoughts today?
How crazy, how messy.
In the kitchen with your knife
You slice more onions amazed that you will shed no tears,
Proud about your long stares
Staying on the stairs
Just beside your apron a cockroach is crawling
On used tissue paper. And a fish is leaping like a frog
Like a dove just struck a window and
Fell to the ground. Soiled bleeding heart. You are always busy asking-
Why is this why is that? There is no end to your murmur.
You’re making heat where ice is frozen, making
Pancakes when there is no electricity in the oven
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Conspiracy
A haggard hawk drops
A stone on the pond
Making a ring wave tricky trap
A fed up frog jumps up
Thinking of a drop
Hope of new life and rain
Swamps down quickly a crane
Making a feast out of the frog
Pond can't punish the culprits
Begs pardon with folded hands.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Mixed Feelings
The tears I've shed
run down my face,
the fire in my eyes
the betrayal in my heart
and endless footage running in my head.
I cant believe what happened
Who are you?
I dont want to know this person you've become
my heart aches
my eyes are sore,
and I am sick
I'm sick of the same feeling
I'm sick of my heart suffering
I'm sick of people like you
And I'm sick of being the one hurt.
How old are we?
It's about time to grow up
I'm not going to stay quiet anymore
I'm going to show you the real me
and the real me is angry
Angry at the past
Angry at the present
Angry at the future
Most of all angry at you
for making me feel this way
for making me shed my tears
for having my heart betrayed
And for making me regret things in my life
the decisions I've made
the feelings I've felt
and making me hate you today.
poem by Chantel Braatz
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Man's making, , , !
Flowers are
Making
Beauty...
Trees are
Making
Wonder...
Rain are
making
River...
Sun are
Making
Day...
Moon are
Making
Night...
Man are
Making
Many thing's supper
Something's is
Tenson...
Woory...
Hurry. ..
With out love of heart...! ?
Day for day
Man's making...! ?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Whatever Makes You Happy
You ain't gotta make it hard if it's easy
Applying pressure on the wound when it's bleeding
Hangin' with the guys cos it's just cool being me
Too much talking from the girls drive me crazy
You're telling me your definition of a pop star
You give a smile as you cover up your heart
So tell me what to say and I'll deliver it
I won't stop, can't stop, cos I'm living it
Chorus:
Whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
Now let me break it down
Tell you what it means to me
I don't wanna spend my time in the VIP
I gotta meet someone who doesn't need publicity
Cos your style is....
And you can justify everything
But it don't really matter when reality kicks in
So tell me what to say and I'll deliver it
I won't stop, can't stop, cos I'm living it
Chorus:
Whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
I'm finding out I don't wanna be in this place
Cos it's about the music, not the fame
Chorus:
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me (cos it's doing it for me)
Is it making you crazy that I'm happy?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
Is it making you crazy (crazy) that I'm happy (happy)?
Lately, you ain't doing it for me
(You ain't doing it for me)
So whatever makes you happy
Is it crazy to be happy?
Cos it's doing it for me
song performed by by Sugababes
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Making Connections
Tendrils grappling in air
Making connections be
It the wind or something else
Out there
Just to hold on to what when
Thin green sword-like palm
Hawaiian leaves stretching to the
Blue skies and sun
Making connections to whatever
Is who knows what slices thin some
Spaces in between light and dark
Some shadows playing like small
Children in the night park playground
Anything to touch life
Yawning to what-is if-this-could-happen
Then what?
Powered Rockets bulleting to space stabbing
& Lots of jet nozzles buzzing to
Vast dark silence clean cutting lines
Colored smoke curving with light
Making connections to planetary skies
Moon, Venus, Jupiter
On to Pluto to Zeus what if
One baby-finger touching fine fish
Fins swimming in ocean-space out-there
Making connections in between haze & fog
What if it is there that which lies next to this
Next to us from far and they can be then near
We are all tendrils rockets baby fingers space ocean fish fins
Making connections this empty hands loosened fingers
Dripping sands and spilling fine touches to wind chimes
Pointing stretching making fingers in between
A short distance making always always
Connections to what if what if I am there too.
Chances are, you chase and find them, footprints
They were once, and they all left, just seconds away.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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So what are you doing with your life now?
She says
She stares blankly on the wall
She is busy
Counting the lamp posts on the streets
She is so busy
She thinks God is preparing something
Grand for her and she is so busy
Too preparing something for God
Who prepares for her.
I am amazed
I ask her
“So, did you stare long enough on that blank wall
Was it really blank? Did you really stare?
What made the wall so blank? Is the stare really
Worth making on a blank wall?
And how many lamp posts have you counted?
Is the street filled with lamp posts?
How is God? When will the preparation last?
How are you doing with God? Is God busy too? ”
She is a little bit understanding to my way of thinking.
“There you are making a poem again. You have never changed.”
She said.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bleeding
Stop bleeding said the knife
I would if I could said the cut.
Stop bleeding you make me messy with the blood.
I'm sorry said the cut.
Stop or I will sink in farther said the knife.
Don't said the cut.
The knife did not say it couldn't help it but
it sank in farther.
If only you didn't bleed said the knife I wouldn't
have to do this.
I know said the cut I bleed too easily I hate
that I can't help it I wish I were a knife like
you and didn't have to bleed.
Well meanwhile stop bleeding will you said the knife.
Yes you are a mess and sinking in deeper said the cut I
will have to stop.
Have you stopped by now said the knife.
I've almost stopped I think.
Why must you bleed in the first place said the knife.
For the same reason maybe that you must do what you
must do said the cut.
I can't stand bleeding said the knife and sank in farther.
I hate it too said the cut I know it isn't you it's
me you're lucky to be a knife you ought to be glad about that.
Too many cuts around said the knife they're
messy I don't know how they stand themselves.
They don't said the cut.
You're bleeding again.
No I've stopped said the cut see you are coming out now the
blood is drying it will rub off you'll be shiny again and clean.
If only cuts wouldn't bleed so much said the knife coming
out a little.
But then knives might become dull said the cut.
Aren't you still bleeding a little said the knife.
I hope not said the cut.
I feel you are just a little.
Maybe just a little but I can stop now.
I feel a little wetness still said the knife sinking in a
little but then coming out a little.
Just a little maybe just enough said the cut.
That's enough now stop now do you feel better now said the knife.
I feel I have to bleed to feel I think said the cut.
I don't I don't have to feel said the knife drying now
becoming shiny.
poem by May Swenson
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Make Tomorrow
Put on the dress in which you were married
Pull down the veil til your eyes are hid
Can you remember where we both came from
Let us do as we did
Look at tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Put back the photo under your window
Put down the phone that you hold in your hand
Put away these things that stand in between us
Let us be what we can
When it seems
Hopeless
When it seems
Hopeless
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
What better measure of what you were doing here
Then what you can leave behind
All the children of your children's children
Do you ever think what they're going to find
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the sacred meet the scared
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the dreamer's dream is dared
In each of us
A dream can burn like the sun
Let's try it all one more time
To get this lesson learned
Sitting up in a spaceship
Looking down at the earth
You wonder what they all stuggling for
What's it all really worth
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Mad: 1
He was angling fish sitting on the high way,
frequently making the hook dance
and all on a sudden, pulling the fishing rod so forcefully that
it seemed a big catfish had certainly swallowed the hook.
He was then repenting loudly showing others
really a big fish had been successful to flee making him a fool.
Pedestrians were watching him shaking their necks
and bursting into laughter.
An unhappy man stopped his purple colored car beside the road
and opening the window asked him aloud, 'Brother,
have you got any fish? '
He raised his eyes at forehead with surprise and said, 'Alas!
Who has ever got any fish on a dry street? '
poem by Sayeed Abubakar
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There Is More Between Us Going
in that island
we had it all
our hands grope
with what is more
our bodies rub
the heat like flint stones
making fire
in a few days
and night
under the light of the moon
we shall find that there is something
more going between us
something that we cannot forget
beyond the flesh
and the bone of our contentions
i hate to say it
but it is love and i hate to accept it
that i am weak
on this particular aspect
i must pack and leave
the soonest before my heart breaks
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sex In The Kitchen
Girl you're in the kitchen
Cooking me a meal
Something makes me wanna come in there and get a feel
Walk around in your t-shirt
Nothing else on
Strutting pass, switching that ass while I'm on the phone
Cutting up tomatoes, fruits and vegetables and potatoes
Girl, you look so sexy while you're doing the damn thang
I want
Sex in the kitchen over by the stove
Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls
Hands on the table, on your tippy toes
We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed
How would you like it, baby
(How would you like that?)
Tell me right now pretty baby
Hey man, I'm gon call you back
Girl you're in the kitchen, chillin in your robe
I'm saying to myself she better go put on some clothes
Tickling and teasing
Doing that little dance
Girl, you gon make me lay you down and give it to you one mo 'gain
[Chorus 2x]
Girl I'm ready to toss your salad
While I'm making love, I'll be feasting
Girl you're in the kitchen
Sweating up a storm
The oven's on 500
So you know the kitchen's warm
Girl you know just how to get into a brother's mind
Cause here we are still in this kitchen
Doing it for the third time
[Chorus (fades out)]
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Tonight Ill Be Staying Here With You
Throw my ticket out the window,
Throw my suitcase out there, too,
Throw my troubles out the door,
I dont need them any more
cause tonight Ill be staying here with you.
I should have left this town this morning
But it was more than I could do.
Oh, your love comes on so strong
And Ive waited all day long
For tonight when Ill be staying here with you.
Is it really any wonder
The love that a stranger might receive.
You cast your spell and I went under,
I find it so difficult to leave.
I can hear that whistle blowin,
I see that stationmaster, too,
If theres a poor boy on the street,
Then let him have my seat
cause tonight Ill be staying here with you.
Throw my ticket out the window,
Throw my suitcase out there, too,
Throw my troubles out the door,
I dont need them any more
cause tonight Ill be staying here with you.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Tears In My Throat
For years
tears have been behind my eyes
forced back
by a promise
A childhood
filled with tears
blocking
future tears all together
Choking on depression
pressure building
making my whole body hurt
making me hate everything around me
A fire in my stomach
making those tears boil
turning my self pity
into pure anger
It feels like
if I could cry
just once
I could find love
Cupid's arrow
erupting in flames from the heat of anger
anger fueled by depression
grown through time
Maybe one day
love can be my sheers
tears steaming down my face
allowing me to find peace
poem by Kaysen Fraker
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Sex In The Kitchen (remix)
Girl, you're in the kitchen
Cooking me a meal
Something makes me wanna come in there and get a feel
Walk around in your t-shirt
Nothing else on
Strutting past, switching that ass while I'm on the phone
Cutting up tomatoes, fruits and vegetables and potatoes
Girl, you look so sexy while you're doing the damn thang that
I want
Sex in the kitchen, over by the stove
Put you on the counter by the buttered rolls
Hands on the table, on your tippy toes
We'll be making love like the restaurant was closed
How would you like it, baby
(would you like that)
Tell me right now, pretty baby
Hey man, I'm gon' call you back
Girl, you're in the kitchen, chillin' in your robe
I'm saying to myself, "She better go put on some clothes"
Tickling and teasing, doing that little dance
Girl, you gon' make me lay you down
And give it to you one mo 'gain
[chorus 2x]
Girl, I'm ready to toss your salad
While I'm making love, I'll be feasting
Girl, you're in the kitchen
Sweating up a storm
The oven's on five hundred
So you know the kitchen's warm
Girl, you know just how to get into a brother's mind
Cause here we are still in this kitchen
Doing it for the third time
[chorus till fade]
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Making Love Out Of Nothing At All
(jim steinman)
I know just how to whisper,
And I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers;
And I know just how to lie.
I know just how to fake it,
And I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth,
And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you,
And I know just what to prove;
I know when to pull you closer,
And I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading,
And I know that times gonna fly;
And Im never gonna tell you everything
Ive got to tell you,
But I know Ive got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches,
And I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules
And then I know how to break em
And I always know the name of the game.
But I dont know how to leave you,
And Ill never let you fall;
And I dont know how you do it,
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all.
Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair;
And every star in the sky is taking aim
At your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
Ive got to follow it, cause everything I know, well its nothing till I give it to you.
I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.
But Im never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And Im never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
song performed by by Air Supply
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5. Snow Fun
I remember in the fifties when the snow fell very quick
Like big cornflakes crunchy crisp and sparkling white
I remember ground was frozen and it settled very thick
It kept falling down like sheets throughout the night
I remember in the morning as we opened our front door
To a solid wall of snow that filled the frame
I remember how we shouted when it fell upon the floor
Then we tried the back to find that just the same
I remember pipes were frozen no more water solid ice
Not a dropp it was as dry as it could be
I remember all the kids thought the snow was very nice
And our parents making plans to get us free
I remember how the snow fell and dad rushing at the door
Diving forward like a badger in fine fettle
I remember fresh white snow makes a lovely cup of tea
When you scoop it up and boil it in the kettle
I remember it took ages before he found a route
Near exhausted with his face now glowing red
I remember many tunnels making lots of different chutes
We all made with tools that dad got from our shed
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Black History Month
In January...
There they are making history.
In February...
There they are making history.
In March...
There they are making history.
In April...
There they are making history.
In May...
There they are making history.
In June...
There they are making history.
In July...
There they are making history.
In August...
There they are making history.
In September...
There they are making history.
In October...
There they are making history.
In November...
There they are making history.
In December...
There they are making history.
But...
It's nice to know
The shortest month of the year
Was chosen to celebrate
The great deeds of African-Americans!
However...
It is those LEAP YEARS,
That really have the blacks jumping for joy!
Note: 'Black History Month' along with other
works of interest can be found in...
*'MindPrints from Untouched Places-VOL I'*
~Now available online at a PC near you~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Definition Of Love
Love is finding your thoughts on another,
It asks how much not why,
The extent if fixed yet reasons change,
It is manual and not automatic
Long i grew in great ignorance,
Westlife attached meaning and i believed,
Love is making her the 'queen of my heart'
I stopped, pondered and then declined,
True love is when she accepts,
To be the slave of your heart
Love is not being there for her,
Love is being there with her,
It is not what you do,
Love is how you do it
Love is beyond compasion
Love is not about what you feel,
Love is what you do with your feelings,
Its not an affection only,
What matters is the expression
Love is not making her your everything,
Love is just making her something,
Love becomes a state when,
You dont need everything because of something,
Love is love and this is love
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Im so sorry
I'm so sorry
Sorry for making you think all men are the same
Sorry for making you feel naked
Sorry for sharing my dreams with the outside world
I'm so sorry
Sorry for taking late night calls in your presence
Sorry for not making you my number one
Sorry for not saying thank you
I'm so sorry
Sorry for the tears I've made you cry
Sorry for not answering when you called upon my name
Sorry for waking up and not finding me there
Sorry for making you feel unappreciated and unloved
I'm so sorry
Sorry for not saying Happy Birthday
Sorry for being a nightmare in your life
Sorry for making you my punching bag
I'm so sorry
Sorry for making you say sorry when it was not your fault
Sorry for the promises I made but never kept
I'm so sorry
poem by Neo tshegofatso Molefe
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You Move Me
This is how it seems to me
Life is only therapy
Real expensive
And no guarantee
So I lie here on the couch
With my heart hanging out
Frozen solid with fear
Like a rock in the ground
Woman you move me
You give me courage I didn't
know I had
You move me on
I can't go with you
And stay where I am
So you move me on
This is how love was to me
I could look and not see
Going through the emotions
Not knowin' what they mean
And it scared me so much
That I just wouldn't budge
I might have stayed there forever
If not for your touch
Oh but you move me
Out of myself and into the fire
You move me
Now I'm burning with love
And with hope and desire
How you move me
You go whistling in the dark
Making light of it
Making light of it
And I follow with my heart
Laughing all the way
Oh 'cause you move me
You get me dancing and you
make me sing
You move me
Now I'm taking delight
In every little thing
How you move me
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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