When He Is Lost Hecan Be Everything To Anyone
he accepts everything and everyone
anywhere and whatever
when he does not know what to do with his life
he can be in any religion
with any person a lover a friend an enemy
or a stranger
in any place be it in the plains or valleys
or oceans and nooks
he can be a slave or master or
cook or shaman or even a woman
whatever that the other does to him
will always be acceptable
he is the sea that takes everything
the boats that float and arrive at certain ports
and those that sink
and forever forgotten
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ch 05 On Love And Youth Story 02
It is said that a gentleman possessed a slave of exquisite beauty, whom he regarded with love and affection. He nevertheless said to a friend: ‘Would that this slave of mine, with all the beauty and good qualities he possesses, had not a long and uncivil tongue!’ He replied: ‘Brother, do not expect service, after professing friendship; because when relations between lover and beloved come in, the relations between master and servant are superseded’:
When a master with a fairy-faced slave
Begins to play and to laugh
What wonder if the latter coquets like the master
And the gentleman bears it like a slave?
A slave is to draw water and make bricks.
A pampered slave will strike with the fist.
I Like That Idea
i like the idea of what boats are meant for
i told you once
boats are meant to sail
far to the sea
and dissolve in the horizon
till they are gone
till they sink
to the bottom of the sea
and kiss its floor
and become the
permanent ornaments
of the corrals and sands
but i like your idea too
of boats
like mine sailing to the farthest sea
of boats like yours
that come back and embrace again
the welcoming arms
of the ports and the shores
and hear the sounds
of men and women
and children
all rejoicing
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Muslim Lady
I am a Muslim lady to think about a course,
But love is all that i see in this man;
And now that i have found my true lover,
What can i do?
Think about it and put me straight,
For i am a woman and never been loved before;
But now that i have found my true lover,
What can i do?
My true lover is a Jewish so,
Think about it and put me right;
Oh religion! Oh religion! ! Why this division?
Put me straight to make a positive decision,
For this is the sweetest time of my life;
And this man is my true lover oh religion!
Live and let us live too on this love,
For true love has no barrier!
And i hope that, nobody can stop me now.
I am burning up in the desire of this love,
And i cannot sleep at all at night;
So come and help me if you can,
For this man is all that my heart knows.
Now that i've found my true lover,
What can i do? Because i am a Muslim woman;
But i will go to my lover for wisdom,
Oh! I will go for him whom my heart desires.
He is the one to share my honour of love with,
And of the other Muslims and Jewish all around us;
But i am ready to live and stay with this man forever,
Becuase his love had really touched my heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Why We Shouldn't
No person should ever commit a sin
Whether it be against a stranger or a friend
No matter their faith or the color of their skin
No matter they be women or they be men.
No one should ever have the right
To sin for pleasure and even for spite
As to think too they have that might
To sin with happiness and even delight.
Nobody should think that it is acceptable
To live in sin and become respectable
As in GODS eyes all sins are detectable
And like a disease to all they are infectable.
No person should sin for pleasure
No one should sin for revenge or leisure
Nobody should have that displeasure
To give away a soul GODs greatest treasure.
Man knows where the devil has been
Woman knows evil starts from deep within
Children are taught immorality is not our friend
So we should never commit a sin.
poem by Randy McClave
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Lover Lover Lover
I asked my father,
I said, father change my name.
The one Im using now its covered up
With fear and filth and cowardice and shame.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
He said, I locked you in this body,
I meant it as a kind of trial.
You can use it for a weapon,
Or to make some woman smile.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Then let me start again, I cried,
Please let me start again,
I want a face thats fair this time,
I want a spirit that is calm.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
I never never turned aside, he said,
I never walked away.
It was you who built the temple,
It was you who covered up my face.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
And may the spirit of this song,
May it rise up pure and free.
May it be a shield for you,
A shield against the enemy.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me,
Yes and lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come back to me.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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All Kinds Of Lovers
Before we become a lover, we must become a friend
It is a process that never ends.
A lover of life, lover of care
Lover of religion, lover of despair.
We must choose the life of the lover
That we expect to be, for the road
You follow, may be your destiny.
If you receive good, give it in return
If you receive bad, there are lessons to be learned.
This world needs lovers of every kind
That will follow their beliefs, and their minds.
Imagine how this world would be
If as lovers we did not follow our destinies.
So many animals would have been extinct
Or on the endangered list, if there wasn’t
Anyone to fight for their rights.
And this battle rages day and night.
what if we didn’t fight for our religious beliefs
We would be persecuted to the end
And not knowing which was our enemy
And which one was our friend.
We can be lovers of many different things
For the joy in our hearts is what these loves bring.
BECOME A LOVER!
poem by Louis Rams
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They Are Waiting
let us not be defeated by
silly matters
those that make boats sink
that swallow souls
of men
into the deepest crevices
of hell
we are not destined to be losers
sing again: we are the champions
float for a while
while the ports are not visible
to the eye
sight the better destinations
islands teeming with coconut trees
white sand beaches
look out there
there they are the dancing ladies
clad in yellow
soft and slender
they're waving their hands
to embrace us
neophytes of love....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Suzanne
Suzanne takes you dow-own
To her place by the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night forever
And you know the girl's half-crazy
That's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges
That come all the way from China
And just when you want to tell her
That you have no love to give her
She gets you on her wavelength
And lets the river answer
That you've always been her lover-er
And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watchin'
From a lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only-y drownin' men could see him
He said all men are sailors, then
Until the sea shall free them
Bu-ut he, himself, was broken
Long before the sky would ope-en
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a sto-o-one
And you wanna travel with him
Ahh you wanna travel bli-ind
And you-ou think that you might trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with his mind
Suzanne takes you down
To her place by the river
And you can hear the boats that go by
You can spend the night forever
And the sun pours down like honey
On Ou-our Lady of the Harbour
And she shows you where to look
Amid the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morni-ing
They are leanin' out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds her mirror
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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Love your enemies!
Should an enemy be in the friend's list?
Should an enemy be in the ban's list?
When the enemy is in the friend's list,
Either the enemy is dubious or a friend,
When the friend is in the Ban's list,
Either the friend is dubious or a foe,
When that famous enemy of someone,
Was listed in the friend's list of the same,
How many of you shocked and never asked?
As a vocal person, I never raise my voice against abuse,
As I am still confused with the traits of the artists,
Who are good at acting as predators and victims.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Religion
Oh Religion, oh Religion,
How you've cheated me of my true lover!
How can i hope for far too long without a lover?
How can i meet my lover with this dichotomy?
How can i cry when, i have found my partner?
Oh Religion, oh Religion;
My pillow is not enough to dry out my tears.
Like the River Jordan, so are my tears;
You've cheated me of my true lover.
This is my sole partner on this earth,
Oh Safi, how can i easily forget you?
You've really touched my heart!
Now that i know the truth, what can i do?
Do i have to cry forever? !
I am stocked in your dreams.
What can love do when, Religion blocks the way?
I am stocked in the faith of my hope,
I am stocked in the journey of my dreams,
I am stocked on you.
Could it be true, when Religion plays its role?
Certainly, i am stock on you;
I know how you feel over there too.
Oh Safi, the love of my heart;
You are certainly the dream of my dreams.
Deep down in my heart,
I have got a companion who cares about me;
But, what have i done to 'Mr. and Mrs. Religion'?
Love knows no bond but,
Religion does block many of our dream lovers!
Oh Religion, how you've cheated me of my lover;
We all came from one source but,
With the laws of curiosity we are divided;
Tell me, how cruel is life?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Woman 26
Woman is the mystry of God
Woman is the miracle of creation
All greats are born out of woman
Woman is the womb of whole creation.
No man knows what is woman
It's onlly God knows what is woman
It's only God knows what for the woman is
Worship woman, woman is the religion
of all religion
Place your holy flower
On the budding nipple
of a virgin woman.
poem by Devil Poet
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Won't You Come Home (And Talk To A Stranger)
Well I was out a drinkin' with a couple of friends of mine
When the bartender handed me the telephone
Said there's a wife on the line
I told her I was just a drinkin' with a couple of buddies I knew
but she told me in a few short words
Just what she wanted me to do
She said won't you come home and talk to a stranger
You might even make yourself a friend
She said won't you come home and talk to a stranger
It's the only place in days you haven't been
Well I sat there about an hour talkin' with the rest of the guys
When she walked through that front door
She had get home in her eyes
She said you've danced and talked with every woman in town but me
And if you'd just come around the house you might like my company
She said won't you come home and talk to a stranger
You might even make yourself a friend
She said won't you come home and talk to a stranger
It's the only place in days you haven't been
She said won't you come home and talk to a stranger
You might even make yourself a friend
She said won't you come home and talk to a stranger
It's the only place in days you haven't been
song performed by by George Strait
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Won't You Come Home
Well i was out a drinkin'
With a couple of friends of mine
When the bartender handed me the telephone
Says "there's a wife on the line."
I told her i was just a drinkin'
With a couple of buddies i knew
She told me in a few short words
Just a what she wanted me to do
She said "oh won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
Cause you might even make yourself a friend."
She said "won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
It's the only place in days you haven't been."
Well i sat there about an hour
Talkin' with the rest of the guys
When she walked through that front door
She had "get home" in her eyes
She said "you've danced and talked
With every woman in town but me.
And if you'd just come around the house
You might like my company."
She said "oh won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
Cause you might even make yourself a friend."
She said "won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
It's the only place in days you haven't been."
She said "oh won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
Cause you might even make yourself a friend."
She said "won't you come home and talk to a stranger.
It's the only place in days you haven't been.
song performed by by George Strait
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What an ememy won't
a enemy won't help you in a fight
a friend is there wether you're wrong or right
a enemy wont catch you if you fall
a friend is someone you can always call
a enemy doesn't care if you feel sad
...a friend is there thru good and bad
a enemy is not a friend hes fake
a friend will give but not take
a enemy to hurt you will always find a way
but a friend will always be there until your last day
poem by Conan Edogawa
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A Enemy / A Friend.
a enemy will always snitch,
a friend likes you wether your poor or rich,
a enemy won't help you in a fight,
a friend is there wether you're wrong or right,
a enemy hurts you day and night,
a friend is like family you're always tight,
a enemy wont catch you if you fall,
a friend is someone you can always call,
a enemy doesn't care if you stay alive,
a friend doesn't let you drink and drive,
a enemy doesn't care if you feel sad,
a friend is there thru good and bad,
a enemy is not a friend hes fake,
a friend will give but not take,
a enemy will try to hit up your girl,
a friend will help you confront the world,
a enemy borrows money and doesn't pay you back,
a friend will always have your back,
a enemy to hurt you will always find a way,
but a friend will always be there until your last day.
01/23/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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Think Like The Sea
think like the sea
be deep
like its oceans
be thoroughly wide
like its domains
arrive at every continent
and welcome the
newness of their
shores
do not just be like any man
staying in one place
digging his own grave
with no lover
crying over his
passing
like any other wind
a gust
a push, another
unwanted pus.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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deep in my heart i know God
deep in my heart
i know God as a friend
waiting for me
in the valleys and plains
for a thousand years
he was called Master
by the slaves and he
did not answer
for another thousand
years he is called the
Creator by his creatures
he did not listen
for another thousand years
he is called the Father
of his sons and he did not mind
until then when you call him
Your friend, your peer, your partner
did he look upon you and smile
and in this understanding
God has come, patting you on your shoulder
welcoming you to sit as a friend
on his table to take his glass
and drink the wine of eternity
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Center of Man
Woman as an equal, what does that entail?
When I look at my equal, I see
A woman who is my Queen...
A woman enriched with dreams
And my lack of understanding
Most times supply her with schemes.
A person aware of herself
The negative and the positive.
I see a well rounded creation...
A woman associated with her man
Be he positive or negative.
A person sufficient as my mate,
Friend, lover, wife, and whatever...
Women decide,
And not to hide,
For what is known as that quick ride.
A woman unique to my life
As well as my strife.
Woman as an equal, what does that entail?
Hell, thats more information then I wanted.
A woman is surely that phoenix out of the fire.
A true Egyptian goddess and with goddess desires.
With or without me: damn she's good.
I wonder now and again how would
My life truly be...
If God, would have never noticed...
Adam's loneliness.
whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Slave 2 The System
Slave) {repeat in song}
Slave, yeah {x2}
Slave 2 the system here before I was born
Slave 2 the master, workin' me till I'm worn
The only penthouse I can count on's a big black ball and chain
Slave 2 the system, the future's all arranged
Oh, U better fetch that water, boy {x2}
Slave 2 the system
Thompson's my last name, but my daddy's name is Lloyd
The farther back I trace it, the more it becomes null and void
All my life I've struggled just 2 be called a boy
Slave 2 the system, oh what a joy
Oh, U better fetch that water, boy
Hell if I do!
(Oh, U better fetch that water, boy)
Oh, I'm just a slave 2 the system
Here before I was born
Slave 2 the master, workin' me till I'm worn
Slave 2 the system
song performed by by Prince
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The Face
You take a final look around
And then you put your house-key down
Upon the table by the note
You take your handbag and your coat
You don't want too much to carry
To slow you down on the way
You picture his face
In the morning
As he was going to work
Without saying a word
You saw the face
Of a stranger
It wasn't always like this before
His face like a stranger
You didn't know what to say
So you are going away
From the face of a stranger
And not the lover you knew before
Why should you want to call your friends
Why should you want to start again
You tried explaining through the years
But it would always end in tears
And one thing you know for certain
You've said goodbye to that place
But still
You picture his face
In the morning
As he was going to work
Without saying a word
You saw the face
Of a stranger
It wasn't always like this before
His face like a stranger
You didn't know what to say
So you are going away
From the face of a stranger
And not the lover you knew before
Somewhere a telephone
Is ringing in an empty room
Miles away
You are looking at a new town
But you are thinking of the past
The rain is falling down
Why do you keep that photograph
Of his face like a stranger
As he was going to work
Without saying a word
You saw the face
Of a stranger
And not the lover you knew before
His face
In the morning
As he was going to work
Without saying a word
You saw the face
Of a stranger
It wasn't always like this before
His face like a stranger
You didn't know what to say
So you are going away
From the face of a stranger
And not the lover you knew before
His face
In the morning
As he was going to work
Without saying a word
You saw the face
Of a stranger
It wasn't always like this before
song performed by by Anni Frid Lyngstad from Shine
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