When Creativity Dies.....
someone will make the rules
many will obey
and so
they have become all the same
similar in all aspects
the world has become one
uniformity in
boredom
someone tells me how to do it
dictating the taste of the structure
the colors to place
the tone
and even the scent of the piece
but i am not into it
i am listening to the voice of my heart
it is restless
it is traveling like a vagabond
with no place to call home
thus, i do it the way i want it
and someday
i will be that someone who will tell
this world how to do it
but i will not do it
the world will return to another place
for bored people
and since then
creativity dies
all of them shall bury it
without their knowing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The World is a Place I've Never Been
The world is a place I've never been
Snow-topped mountains,
Blissful plains,
Roaring big cities.
But are places the world?
Is home the world?
If home's the world
I've been to the world.
But what makes home?
Does a place make a home?
Do people make a home?
Maybe people are the world.
poem by Llew N. Rmail
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A Picture Of Colors
A picture of colors
A purple forest of colors
A balloon of colors
A blue fantasy of colors
This is what our planet should be
A whirlwind of colors
A white world of colors
A resting place of colors
A red hideaway of colors
This is what it should look like
A ‘yes' world of colors
A yellow rainbow of colors
A graced hill of colors
A green meadow of colors
An overflowing basket of colors
An orange bowl of colors
This would be a perfect place
Welcome into my world...
Welcome into my world
Waiting for you at the door step lonely
Longing for your love completely
Opening my heart for you widely
Wanting to hold your heart in me deeply
Welcome into my world
Let me stay with you closely
Let me touch you tenderly
Let me feel you lovingly
Let me kiss you softly
Welcome into my world
Make a place for me in your heart
Make a place for me in your future
Make a place for me in your life
Make a place for me in your world
Welcome into my world
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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No Name
I want to go home.
To a place where I can go.
But no one is home.
I'm stuck out in the cold.
There is no one to dry my eyes.
I cant find my place in this world.
I'm staring loose my faith.
This pain is just to real.
I turned around and ran.
To a place where I can get help.
But there is no one there to.
Is there any place where I can go?
Is there anyone who can help me?
But there is no place where I can go.
And no one is listening to me.
poem by Shannon Welch
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World In The World
Music by a. topuntoli/g.randone
Lyrics by a. topuntoli/g.randone/m.gabutti
Mixed by:mauro di deco
When the world will fall apart,
And it feels like theres no air,
Theres a place where you can run
To see your problems left behind.
When your faith seems locked away,
And the grey is all you see,
Theres a place waiting for you
And that nobody can invade.
Your world in the world.
Where theres nothing wrong.
Your world in the world.
Where you feel at home.
Your know this world
Will never,
Never let you,
Never let you down.
Your world in the world.
Where it never rains.
Your world in the world.
Where you put your friends.
Your know this world
Will never,
Never let you,
Never let you down.
Your world in the world.
When the world is just a haze
And you cant work out this maze.
Theres a place where you can go
To feel that everythings alright.
When the going starts to hurt
And you feel youre on the floor.
Theres a place waiting for you
And that nobody can invade.
Your world in the world.
Where it never rains.
Your world in the world.
Where you put your friends.
Your know this world
Will never,
Never let you,
Never let you down.
Your world in the world.
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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Home, Sweet Home
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain;
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call --
Give me them -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,
And feel that my mother now thinks of her child,
As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door
Thro' the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond father's smile,
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile!
Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
To thee I'll return, overburdened with care;
The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there;
No more from that cottage again will I roam;
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
poem by John Howard Payne
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Colored Masks
You the people with million character and face
Absolutely in every story you find for yourself a place
Your colored characters even the best actors may find it hard to play
You're the best one in every situation and place
Your selfishness kept your soul slave
To win the glory of being the most appreciative you can make any mistake
The world is suffering but there absolutely you can't find for yourself a place
Only the world's bright side and its shining colors attracts your imagination for whom is your hard race
Hard to control your ego to convice you that all the people at this world are and deserve the same
But your selfishness has made you the hero for your cheep rat race
And every while you put on a different mask to play your new piece
And at every new script you choose a new role and face
But everywhere and always you take the best characters and place
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Put A Little Love In Your Heart
Think of your fellow man
Lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see its getting late
Oh, please dont hesitate
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place
For you and me
You just wait and see
Another day goes by
And still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know
We wont let hatred grow
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place
For you and me
You just wait and see, wait and see
Take a good look around
And if youre lookin down
Put a little love in your heart
And I hope when you decide
Kindness will be your guide
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place
For you and me
You just wait and see
Put a little love in your heart
Each and every day
Put a little love in your heart
Theres got to be a better way
Put a little love in your heart
Dont you think its time we start
Put a little love in your heart
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Why has the world gone crazy?
Why has the world gone crazy?
People overdosing on drugs
Why has the world gone crazy?
You can't go outside without getting mugged.
Why has the world gone crazy?
People throwing their kids off a bridge
Why has the world gone crazy?
Everybody having sex before marriage
Why has the world gone crazy?
People going to war for no reason
Why has the world gone crazy?
Everyone's love for the world is leavin
I know I'm only 15
But I know the world is not a good place
America used to be the best place
Now it's a disgrace
The world has gone crazy
Because no one understands
That it's everyones responisibility
To be respectful to the land
The world has gone crazy
It seems that only I can see
That we need to change this place
So that everyone is truely free
poem by Brie Carter
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Our Piece Of Heaven
Heaven is where the heart lies
and the heart lies where it calls home
and home is always
where you hang your hat.
So this conclusion is evident
heaven has to be a place
we call our home.
We can travel the world far and wide;
enjoy the places that we visit.
We are always thankful
whenever our travels end
and we are back where we started.
Our piece of heaven
that place we call our home.
13 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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It's Not My Place (In The 9 To 5 World)
My mom and dad are always fighting
and it's getting very un-exciting
to get a good job
You need the proper schooling
now who the hell
do ya' think you're fooling
but it's not my place oh-no
no it's not my place no no
no it's not my -not my-not my place
in the 9 to 5 world
and it's not my place
in the 9 to 5 world
and it's not my place
with 9 to 5 girl
it's not my place
in the 9 to 5 world
hangin' out with Lester Bangs you all
and Phil Spector really has it all
Uncle Floyd shows on the t.v.
Jack Nicholson
song performed by by Ramones from Pleasant Dreams
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My Lonely World
I live in a world of my own
Where no one ever goes
A place where it is only me
And no one else to see
I live in my separated world
A diverted world
A world where no one has ever been
A world whose face has no grin
I created it you see
Or rather it formed around me
It’s a world with no precise view
Its observations are skewed
It’s a world with no real time
Nothing is ever orderly in a line
It’s a place of my very own
A place that will never be shown
I live in it all by myself
I call it my own hell
My own hell that I suffer everyday
My own hell that I live through everyday
But I live in it
And I don’t ever wish I was out of it
Cause no one understands me
No on cares about me
In their world they all live in
In the world I could never fit in
So I prefer my own world-
My little lonely world
poem by Rachel Blank
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It's Not My Place
my mom and dad are always fighting and it's
Getting very un-exciting to get a good job
You need the proper schooling now who the
Hell do ya think you're fooling
But it's not my place oh-no no it's not my
Place no no no it's my-not my-not my place
In the 9 to 5 world and it's not my place
In the 9 to 5 world
And it's not my place with 9 to 5 girl
It's not my place in the 9 to 5 world
Hangin' out with lester bangs you all and
Phil spector really has it all uncle floyd
Shows on the t.v. jack nicholson, clint eastwood, 10cc
But it's not my place but it's not my place
Don't wanna be a working stiff lose my identify
'cause when it comes to working 9 to 5 there
Ain't no place for me ain't my reality, to me
Vin scelsa's on the radio ramones are hangin'
Out in kokomo roger corman's on a talk show
With allan arkush and stephen king you know
But it's not my place but it's not my place
song performed by by Ramones
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A Place called Home
A home is a place
where everyone goes
for holidays, birthdays
or just to be alone
A home is a place
where you can sort things out
a home is a place
where you can go hang out
Some people don't have
a place to call home
they don't have anything
to call their own
Do you have a place
to call your own
do you have a place
that I call...home.
poem by Marvina Stedge
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My Safe Place
Drawings of seventy three people,
A map of the place where they all live,
I am amongst these people, and
I can hear them in conversation,
Although nobody who lives outside of this room can-
I have given this place a name- a self-fabricated name-
I have found happiness here
Within this world I call my own.
This is my safe place-
This place where skies are touched with clouds of pink and gray,
This place where all is quiet, except for the rushing sound
Of the clear water in the creek that runs through.
Here in this place where nobody cares
What time of day people go to sleep or what hour that they awaken-
This is the place where nobody ever gets angry or slights one another-
Here where we dance when it rains and
Where we laugh when the sun is shining over that creek,
But the sun never burns us.
I have locked the silver gate that exits to the world outside,
So that untrustworthy and belligerent people cannot enter-
This is what I have called my safe place, although
Some say it is dangerous in some sort of way.
Some say that it is dangerous to deny what is real, and
To live in a self formulated world,
Ignoring the lives of three billion people,
Feeling no empathy for those in pain and those fighting in wars out there-
While listening to voices that only I can hear or those I care to hear.
I feel that that world has not been kind to me and
There is so much out there that I fear and it is with great irony
That people are so fearful of my own unfamiliarity- although
To me people who live in this great earth outside of my safe place
Are just as foreign to me as I am to them- I must say that
If I were to continuously wear the key to that silver gate about my neck-
Keeping myself safe here amongst my made up community, I can
Live in my world and others live in theirs and we won't have to fear one another- as
Unfamiliarity is synonymous with danger to so many people.
The sun shall shine upon both places and everyone shall be safe, and
Nobody- not myself, my own special friends or
Those living in the world outside of here
Shall ever get burned…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Drama On The Golden Prince On The 7th Floor, Cebu City...
i am in a place away from home.
in my room there are two beds
the curtains are double layered
the thicker one i set aside leaving the
silky one transparent so i can see
vaguely the outline of the whole city
as i am on top of this little world
where i may have a holistic view
of this present moment.
i need some definitions of what
solitude is. It does not have the haunting qualities of
the guilty mind.
when i sleep tonight i shall not make creases
on the blanket.
i do not turn on
the TV
I will be listening to the sound of the carpet on the floor
when i walk barefooted and put my hands on the railing
of the window
watching the city glow
the lights of the cars moving
in different colors
other friends may make a call
but i am turning my cellphone off
really, really, there is no place
to replace a home.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Livin' In A World
Children are called the future of an adult world
They are born with spirits so innocent
Til we teach them how to hate
Add to the world's confusion
We teach our kids rules
That we don't adhere to ourselves
Right or wrong
What example can they take
The people we learn from
Forge the ideas we become
Living in a world they didn't make
Living in a world that's filled with hate
Living in a world where grown-ups break the rules
Living in a world they didn't make
Paying for a lot of adult mistakes
How much of this madness can they take
Our children
Children grow to become our young adults
Problems of the world
They must learn how to confront
Doing drugs and joining gangs to rebel
Colors show they belong
To the social override
Cause they're living in a space
They feel out of place
Living in a world they didn't make
Living in a world that's filled with hate
Living in a world where grown-ups break the rules
Living in a world they didn't make
Paying for a lot of adult mistakes
How much of this madness can they take
Our children
song performed by by Janet Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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You Can Never Go Home
Open the door and adjust my eyes
The concrete streets are as gray as the skies
The wind stings my face and this world just melts away
And it brings me back to another place bur memories are such a waste
You can never go home, you left that world behind
Is this the only place
The only place to go
Are these tired words, the only that we know
The old familiar taste, of the bottle in my hand
Or is this the only place, I can understand
Your whiskey tainted wisdom spills like vomit from your mouth
The world is closing in and I just gotta get out...
Of my head and of this town
Familiar places are bringing me down,
The truth can be hard to swallow
When its spit right in your face.
I just gotta get out
Hay
song performed by by Unseen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The place I call home
I'm leaving now.
I'm going home.
I'm leaving now.
To the place I call home.
I won't come back.
I'll be at home.
I'll be happy there.
The place I call home.
Where the birds sing.
And the flowers dance.
Where the wind whispers.
In the place I call home.
The children play.
The stars sparkle.
The dogs bark.
In the place I call home.
I'm going now.
To my home.
Where I'll live freely
In the place I call home
poem by MyLittle Secret
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Place In This World
Words: michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrick
Music: michael w. smith
The wind is moving
But I am standing still
A life of pages
Waiting to be filled
A heart thats hopeful
A head thats full of dreams
But this becoming
Is harder than it seems
Feels like im
Chorus:
Looking for a reason
Roaming through the night to find
My place in this world
My place in this world
Not a lot to lean on
I need your light to help me find
My place in this world
My place in this world
If there are millions
Down on their knees
Among the many
Can you still hear me
Hear me asking
Where do I belong
Is there a vision
That I can call my own
Show me im
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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