When All The Illusions Are Gone
stripped of our illusions
what are we?
stones on the river
dry leaves on the pavement
rusty fan on storage bins
dilapidated cottages
abandoned houses
desert, bush, turtles
with their backs taken
rabbits without ears
crocodiles without their
teeth
if we let that be.
but there is no need actually of an illusion
because we are real, we touch ourselves,
feel the warmth of our bodies
i try it by simply being myself
less my caprices and whims
less the ambition and the dreams
reduced in the most simple of simpler terms
to the core of it all, i am a happy man
knowing now the limits of my
domains, settling for what is there
nothing more, nothing less
it can be done, illusions are gone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Have no illusions
Have no illusions –
Life is challenging
Have no illusions –
Marriage is not easy
Have no illusions –
Sometimes you’ll question
Have no illusions –
You will find fault
Have no illusions –
This is marriage
Have no illusions –
You will work it out
Have no illusions –
Hardship brings strength
Have no illusions –
You are each other’s rock
Have no illusions –
Love will endure.
poem by Melanie James
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Promoted and Religiously Defended
The look and feel of it...
Are illusions.
Those participating in exchange,
Are illusions.
Even the illusions themselves,
Can be concluded to be exclusively...
Illusions.
With or without perceptions needed.
And yet...
God is the exception of this conception.
And He, She or It,
Can not be seen at all.
Although we remain devoted.
To keep what isn't real in our lives,
Promoted and religiously defended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regret
i do not know much about turtles
but i like to know one
they say turtles are not really slow
they are just gentle
and cool
as they live more in the water
rather than
on land
i have regrets though
not having known
that turtles
just want to be slow
and be not rushed
like
they are forced to be what they are not
by this rabbit
but there's one thing though that hurts
when turtles claim the value
of rationality
as though it is the only ingredient of a good
personality
i like to say, i like emotions too
turtles and rabbits that feel and tell the world
not to hurt each other anymore
but just be themselves
and be free and
be loved
and be appreciated
for what they are
unique
and long for a clique
i still think that this world is as beautiful as me
as you
as we together
writing poems and have fun
wading on the pond and basking in the sun
come, come, let us join our hands
rabbits and turtles on strong bonds
smile!
(see we have this picture now)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Could It?
It could be true! That nothing’s real.
That all the dreams that we pursue
are just illusions which appeal?
It could be true!
That all the things I thought I knew
are delusions and are not real.
You have another point of view.
Can you believe that what you feel?
is not just an illusion too.
Or does it still seem real to you
It could be true!
(18-Jun-07/roundel)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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For Dreams That Do Not Come True
you sit on one of the marble pavements
of the hospital in the city
looking like a hopeless boy abandoned
by his mother
and people that pass you by think that you
are one of the beggars
you wonder why dreams do not come true
no matter how you pray
you look far without having to see
anything and anybody that is real
you blame no one though
not even the gloomy day
grays clouds heavy and about to rain
air so polluted and faces of people without the smiles
buses running senselessly
indifferent hawkers and arrogant schoolchildren pulling
their bags like a dragging day
everything seems to be surreal
gossamer-like as you float in the air
feeling like one of the illusions in your mind
you accept dreams that do not come true and you think
perhaps some day
yes someday, dreams may come and be real- true
concrete and smooth and confident to the hold of your hands
and then you stand like a true man on unreal dreams
you leave the pavements of illusions
you go back to one of the rooms in the hospital
'No tears! No tears! ' you tell yourself because now
you have learned to be brave and strong and logical.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Illusions
So let the rain fall on me
If its gotta be today its o.k.
And let the fire burn my ass
If its gotta be today its o.k.
Cause weve got no illusions
Cause weve got no illusions
Cause weve got no illusions
And let the water wash my brain
If its gotta be today its o.k.
And if the rivers will run dry
If they really want let them try
Cause weve got no illusions
Cause weve got no illusions, ohho
Cause weve got no illusions...
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Simple Act
Look around and find something useful
See that you are not hunting to look fool
When nothing seems perfect and full
Don’t become worthless and mere tool
Time is essence and really healing factor
We play as mere stage actor
We got pick coming signals
As they bring warning with their arrivals
Hear and learn from your dreams
Those scenes may speak of whims
If you fear of complete failure
Trust your soul and make it sure
Go to one side of corner and be silent
Watch over it and offer no comment
It may add more pain and agony’
If you cry and disclose it to many
Feel the comfort at heart
This is considered as very good art
You may find it in nature’s refuge
It is so vast, apparent and very huge
You may hear breathless leaves with no noise
You may feel cold in breeze with lots of promises
What do they speak of silently in your ears?
A positive attitude infused in mind for coming years
You can visualize the firmness sans illusions
Steel like resolve with no more confusion
Nothing can take away your gentle feeling
As you are near to Him and almost willing
But touch the blowing wind
Think over it and bear in mind
You are the sole judge
World is finished once you bend and misjudge
See the ship has set direction
Sails through storms with simple action
Reaching shore is simple object
This should be final score with simple act
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Unreal Reality
All that i see, seems so unreal to me,
Is it the truth or is it only fantasy,
Is it a dream or is it unreal reality?
All around me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake, or the ultimate reality?
That house is so big that it reaches right up to the clouds
It's got hundreds of windows, so the people inside can look out,
And they look down below and wonder what it's all about.
Look at that lady she got silver all over her face,
Is she a human being or a creature from outer space,
Is she authentic or phoney, i guess it's just a matter of taste.
Oh because they can feel it, it's gotta be the real thing,
Because they can touch it, it's gotta be reality.
If they say it's real, it's gotta be the real thing.
See that fella, looking all spick and span,
Is he a tailor's dummy or is he a real man,
Is he genuine, or straight off the assembly line.
All round me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake or the ultimate reality?
Is it a dream, or is it the real reality?
song performed by by Kinks
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Screen credits
Hollywood, Bollywood –
what’s in a name?
illusions film illusions;
reality’s the frame…
But Hindus have the best seats
in real life’s picture-house:
resting in eternity,
watching all else pass..
*
(occasioned by reading the 'Hindupedia' website on Dharma, Ayurveda, and much else..)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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It's Not For Me To Know
Easy come and easy go for me that was the fun
It was something that I didn't think was so bad
Now I'm lookin' out my window but I don't know where I am
And I've given up trying to understand what I can't
I don't have any illusions anymore
And I've done all that I can do
It's not for me to know
It's not for me to know
It's not for me to know
And It's not for me to know
I stood under the moonlight to ill-luminate myself
Something I fell into from being kicked around
I don't have any illusions anymore
And I've done all that I can do
It's not for me to know
It's not for me to know
It's not for me to know
And It's not for me to know
No one seemed to notice seeing from smoke screen eyes
You can get what you want but I don't think it is true
I don't have any illusions anymore
And I've done all that I can do
It's not for me to know
It's not for me to know
It's not for me to know
And It's not for me to know
Yeah me to know
song performed by by Ramones from Adios Amigos
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Dreams
In dreams I've won a million races
Fought with dragons slayed them dead
Played the game with all the aces
Taken all the praise as read
Dreams have seen me star in movies
Leading ladies swoon at will
Everything I touch seems groovy
Never had a dream off ill.
Hero, master, greatest leader
Just you name it I am he
In my dreams no life is sweeter
All the cards are held by me
So why wake and spoil illusions?
Join in life's reality
All it's pain and sheer confusion
Always haunting you and me
Simple question, simple answer
Or at least that's how it seems
Life's a tune and we're the dancer
We can choose to live our dreams.
poem by Dave James
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Both Sides, Now
Rows and floes of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons evrywhere
Ive looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on evryone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
Ive looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
Its cloud illusions I recall
I really dont know clouds at all
Moons and junes and ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As evry fairy tale comes real
Ive looked at love that way
But now its just another show
You leave em laughing when you go
And if you care, dont let them know
Dont give yourself away
Ive looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
Its loves illusions I recall
I really dont know love at all
Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say I love you right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
Ive looked at life that way
But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say Ive changed
Well somethings lost, but somethings gained
In living evry day
Ive looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
Its lifes illusions I recall
I really dont know life at all
Ive looked at life from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
Its lifes illusions I recall
I really dont know life at all
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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So Much Time Has Been Wasted
to be honest with you
so much of my time has been taken by this
foolishness
so much effort
squeezing my brain and stretching my bones
and pinching my ears
and biting my fingernails
this poetry
but what can i do?
i am hooked to its whims and caprices
it imagery and
logical imagination
got no regrets somehow
i still love this 'imaginary garden with real toads in them'
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On patrol in the African bush
The LMG was getting heavy and hot
in my hands
and somehow the H-frame
became a part of my shoulders and back
and the stinging and unremitting African sun
was taking the last moisture out of us.
From nowhere some gnats appeared
and hang circling,
above our heads
Thirst was burning my throat
like scraping sandpaper,
but we could smell the river
and its cold water
looked inviting to us.
We were spread in an attack formation
and the squad was armed with
two LMG’s, a mortar
and R1-assault rifles.
The enemy tracks disappeared
near to the river
and we swerved to comb the banks,
to find the crossing point.
and we were at our nerves edge
and ready for fighting action.
Some tiny ripples appeared in the river
before the water at the riverside erupted
and three menacing happy snapper’s,
came fighting mad from the tranquil river.
Out of the nearest bush
an angry young lion rushed,
dragging a young gemsbok
away from the river.
With snapping jaws three crocodiles,
went for the astonished lion.
The lion roared in anger
and stood its ground,
but there were three jaws
opening and closing
with snapping teeth.
We froze and stared astounded
and saw the lion
tearing away into the bush
and the crocodiles dragging the buck
into the water.
[References=> LMG=> Light machinegun, R1 rifle=> Similar to Belgian FN-rifle]
poem by Gert Strydom
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I think people want their illusions and writers are mostly illusion. When you read their words, you read a flattened, incomplete version of the writer.
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The Primordial One
The Primordial One is immanent, while He’s never transcendent
And this existent world, at the beginning, was only His vision.
The Lord has Being to create his vision-world without lightweight
For this real world of Becoming, with His meticulous precision.
At the beginning, we were His imagination; we were a reason for creation
And, only for being with Him, He made us, in time, to become so real.
Tower of Babel wasn’t an illusion, when people suffered tongues confusion,
God isn’t an illusion in our perfection, when His plans He wants to reveal.
We are in our Apollinian illusion, when we think that God means confusion
And our own perfectionism we try to reach in the mean time.
But in the reality of our Apollinian confusion, God is no longer an illusion.
In this ache of Being and in this agony of Becoming, He’s sublime.
To reach our perfection we sing a hymn, we need to be with Him,
Because when we are not with Him, we are in the illusion of Being.
Without transmogrifying us, to transfigure Him, sometimes, we have a whim,
Because we need to understand our illusory own perfection in wellbeing.
We try to put ourselves in His place, in order to understand His grace
We need the Dionysian illusion of Being to experience the world we know.
In both Dionysian and Apolllinian illusions, we jump to our conclusions.
We are illusory Primordial Beings creating our Apollinian powerful show.
I am this person staring back from His mirror at me, I want existent to be.
I want to identify this image with myself and to realize who I really am.
Because of my sins I lost my serenity, I have a sense of my mistaken identity.
I was His dream, I am His child and for saving me He sent me His lamb.
Everyone is dreaming, but it seems that no one really believes in dreams.
One by one we need to wake up out of our own illusions of self.
The world of minds is the God's mental projection, it has interconnection.
Without this major pervasive reality, the world is not existent in itself.
The sufferings of people can be for some an illusory space, having no grace,
And they live in their own world of solely material realities without restricts.
Others believe in the world, which is non-physical and it's essentially spiritual,
They need a mental, spiritual and moral dimension to life, without conflicts.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Dreams
You're always there with in my dreams.
Oh what joy could be the wonderful things.
My hopes and wishes al fulfilled,
my endless prayers answered God has granted his precious will.
But in my dreams it's never so.
Dark turns they take pushng hope below.
I lose you just like in real life.
Disappearing causeing anguish and strie.
In my dreams you're always just right there.
Beyond my grasp It makes me so damn scared.
I always know that when I turn my back,
I'll turn around and the future fades to black.
In my dreams I feel you so.
Sometimes good but mostly no.
I don't know what these illusions mean.
A psychic message or a subconcious gleam?
You're always there I don't know why.
When all in life has been deprived.
I miss you much to the core it hurts.
Perhaps it's just I'm going nuts.
Am I in your dreams you precious thing?
Holding his heart out for you to live and breathe?
I try to send this message through,
I doubt though that it gets to you.
Hopefully one day my dreams willbe true.
Only the best for me and you.
A fairytale ending within reality bounds.
Our loving feet planted squarely on the ground.
poem by Michael McParland
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Show Me The Way
Every night I say a prayer in the hope that theres a heaven
And every day Im more confused as the saints turn into sinners
All the heroes and legends I knew as a child have fallen to idols of clay
And I feel this empty place inside so afraid that Ive lost my faith
Show me the way, show me the way
Take me tonight to the river
And wash my illusions away
Show me the way
And as I slowly drift to sleep, for a moment dreams are sacred
I close my eyes and know theres peace in a world so filled with hatred
That I wake up each morning and turn on the news to find weve so far to go
And I keep on hoping for a sign, so afraid that I just wont know
Show me the way, show me the way
Take me tonight to the mountain
And take my confusion away
And if I see a light, should I believe
Tell me how will I know
Show me the way, show me the way
Take me tonight to the river
And wash my illusions away
Show me the way, show me the way
Give me the strength and the courage
To believe that Ill get there someday
Show me the way
Every night I say a prayer
In the hope that theres a heaven...
song performed by by Styx
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Its Not For Me To Know
Easy come and easy go for me that was the fun
It was something that I didnt think was so bad
Now Im lookin out my window but I dont know where I am
And Ive give up trying to understand what I cant
I dont have any illusions anymore Ive done all that I can do
Its not for me to know its not for me to know
Its not for me to know its not for me to know
I stood under the moonlight to ill-luminate myself
Something I fell into from being kicked around
I dont have any illusions anymore Ive done all that I can do
Its not for me to know its not for me to know
Its not for me to know its not for me to know
No one seemed to notice seeing from smoke screen eyes
You can get what you want but I dont think it is true
I dont have any illusions anymore Ive done all that I can do
Its not for me to know its not for me to know
Its not for me to know its not for me to know
Its not for me to know its not for me to know
song performed by by Ramones
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Alpha
I am in the strange bush of dreams with you,
And with a gallant act to reach the top;
But the story from the village is all about us.
Alpha, many people are not well cultured!
And this world is full of illusions and disillusions.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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