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When It Was Over, You Did Not Tell Me Where It Really Ended

you show me a scar
in your heart,
you assure yourself it was once the wound
of things that ended
years ago

of the wound
that i inflicted

you had anger and
now when we meet again
you are smiling
you now
have happiness beside him and your children

i look deeper inside your eyes
showing you also my scars
in my own way of telling you about
my loneliness for years
accumulating like layers of mud and
rocks

this loneliness
that never ends like doors that always open
to the night skies
without stars

on the surface of my skin
lies a wound that never heals
you caused it too
but i did not tell you

let them believe that i am the guilty party
the fault of your earth
the murderer convicted but was never heard

i smile at you this day
i am happy on this casual meeting

it will be the last
i am dressed but i am not prepared to go anywhere
on the surface
how can you see what is on this deep
sinking eyes?

the sharks, the pointed rock, the deaths on the ocean floors
the corpses there rotting
unearthed unnamed.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Flesh Wound

We flew over miles of ocean--be prepared.
I don't have the faintest notion who'll be there.
You underestimated; nobody sympathized.
I think you'll soon feel better once we get inside.
I see the door is open -- Why don't we walk right in?
Let's put our party hats on and let the fun begin!
We should have called and said that we were on our way;
Who would have ever guessed that you'd be so unreachable?
Just another flesh wound--another thorn in my side
Just another flesh wound--another wonder-cure that you tried
Just another flesh wound--another scratch on your hide
Just another flesh wound--another irritation you abide
You know the rumour's going that he was synthesized.
And if we had to dress, I wouldn't be surprised.
I say -- you're so outrageous -- you'll go to number one!
They'll have us both arrested for having too much fun.
Just another flesh wound--another scratch on your hide.
Just another flesh wound--another thorn in your side.
Just another flesh wound--another bruise on your pride.
Just another flesh wound--another paranoia that you hide.
And when she held her nose, she took an underdose.
It was nice to see her completely comatose.
You go first, you're completely debonair;
Let's go dutch -- it's only fair.
Just another flesh wound--another thorn in your side.
Just another flesh wound--a minor injury you dignified.
Just another flesh wound--another unsuccessful suicide.
Just another flesh wound--another curse that you ride.

song performed by by Robert Palmer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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New Skin

At first I see an open wound infected and disastrous
It breathes chaotic catastrophe it cries to be renewed
Its tears are the color of anger, they dry to form a scab to touch
Its stiff and resilient, underneath, the new skin breathes
As outwardly cliche as it may seem, yes,
Something under the surface says cest la vie
It is a circle, there is a plan dead skin will atrophy itself to start again
Look closely at the open wound see past what covers the surface
Underneath chaotic catastrophe, creation takes stage
Its all been saved with exception for the right parts
When will we be new skin
Its all been seen with esception for what could be
When will we be new skin
Fallacious cognitions spewed from televisions do mold our decisions
So stop and take a look, and youll see what I see now

song performed by by Incubus
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Inside

Inside the doors are sealed to love
Inside my heart is sleeping
Inside the fingers of my glove
Inside the bones of my right hand
Inside it's colder than the stars
Inside the dogs are weeping
Inside the circus of the wind
Inside the clocks are filled with sand
Inside she'll never hurt me
Inside the winter's creeping
Inside the compass of the night
Inside the folding of the land
Outside the stars are turning
Outside the world's still burning
Inside my head's a box of stars I never dared to open
Inside the wounded hide their scars, inside this lonesome sparrow's fall
Inside the songs of our defeat, they sing of treaties broken
Inside this army's in retreat, we hide beneath the thunder's call
Outside the rain keeps falling
Outside the drums are calling
Outside the flood won't wait
Outside they're hammering down the gate
Love is the child of an endless war
Love is an open wound still raw
Love is a shameless banner unfurled
Love's an explosion,
Love is the fire of the world
Love is a violent star
A tide of destruction
Love is an angry scar
A violation, a mutilation, capitulation, love is annihilation.
Inside the failures of the light, the night is wrapped around me
Inside my eyes deny their sight, you'd never find me in this place
Inside we're hidden from the moonlight, we shift between the shadows
Inside the compass of the night, inside the memory of your face
Outside the walls are shaking
Inside the dogs are waking
Outside the hurricane won't wait
Inside they're howling down the gate
Love is the child of an endless war
Love is an open wound still raw
Love is a shameless banner unfurled-acapo

song performed by by Sting
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lazarus Heart

He looked beneath his shirt today
There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide
From the wound a lovely flower grew
From somewhere deep inside
He turned around to face his mother
To show her the wound in his breast that burned like a brand
But the sword that cut him open
Was the sword in his mothers hand
Every day another miracle
Only death will tear us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
Id be the blood of the lazarus heart
The blood of the lazarus heart
Though the sword was his protection
The wound itself would give him power
The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour
She said the wound would give him courage and pain
The kind of pain that you cant hide
From the wound a lovely flower grew
From somewhere deep inside
Every day another miracle
Only death will keep us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
Id be the blood of the lazarus heart
The blood of the lazarus heart
Birds on the roof of my mothers house
Ive no stones that chase them away
Birds on the roof of my mothers house
Will sit on my roof some day
They fly at the window, they fly at the door
Where does she get the strength to fight them anymore
She counts all her children as a shield against the pain
Lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower in the rain
Every day another miracle
Only death will keep us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
Id be the blood of the lazarus heart
The blood of the lazarus heart

song performed by by Sting
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A knife wound heals; a wound caused by words does not.

Turkish proverbs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Spell From Over Yonder

When the raven's colour's white
And a cross turns upside down
Dead end don't walk keep out
Anchor's turning the inside out
After all this ship of life
Couldn't find a resting-place
And a spell from over yonder
Took the wind out of the sails
Remember all those hungry years
The elder left behind
Just look at all those hungry years
They come to be in the next century
Underneath the surface is
A wound that never heals
And the salt of all oceans is
The essence of your tears
I wish there could be a future
Without a past
I wish there could be green roses
In Alice's Wonderland
Remember all those hungry years
The elders left behind
Just look at all those hungry years
They come to be in the next century
It's business the mighty claim
For selfish power
No culture say the old
Ignoring Rock and Roll
Ignoring Rock and Roll

song performed by by Zed Yago
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Scenes Ever Never Seen

Ever seen light ridden heartbreak of a butterfly soul?
Fragile wings fragrance pure rising from the burnt
‘Tis said bees as well they die once they sting
The sting may be deep in your skin and still you live
But the small flying body buzzed off dies
I wonder where it goes.

It rings the bell, the bell of a song sometimes heard
А never seen - never written down wound of a song
It stings the skin surface scratch gives a little cry
The skin heals but what about the song
I wonder where it goes.

I’ll just never see.

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Wound

a wound will always
be a wound.

a scar may come
to say you are healed
but soon it will
remember the wound.

perhaps you have not
loved enough
to learn from those
whose hearts
are broken, they

say: forgive and forget.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Unrequited Love, Lovelessness, Broken Heart, Hopelessness

there is no wound that you can see
by all means you will see no visible injury

in this place the people that you meet smile at you
and they will say

' he's doing well and taking
more fortunes and luck and prosperity'

but there is a pain that only your heart feels
that which their eyes cannot see
that which their hands cannot feel
that which their ears never hear

there is this pain
without an open wound

there is no blood dripping
but there is pain throbbing

there is no bruise
no inflammation
but there is this pus aplenty
boiling inside but
without a possible exit

there is this voice hidden
inside you
screaming

there is this threat of a
sudden eruption
at any moment

there is someone inside you praying
that now it must perish

degenerate and then
altogether die and
disappear forever

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Scratch The Surface

Scratch the surface serve a purpose
scratch the surface don't waste my time

Such empty life Such simple sheep night after night
herd to the creeps all hidden faults beauty is null
such shallow sight barely skin deep

What is the force that drives the superficial
tell me what keeps their minds remaining little
so afraid of what they'd see underneath the fantasy
so afraid to actually scratch the surface.

All mirrors hide Big money lies faillure inside
big lying eyes that's maybe why eyes are the soul
they take so much time big dollar signs

song performed by by Sick Of It All from Scratch The Surface
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which Of The Wound

'which of the wound'

voice are all stand silent
words are helpless to express
eyes are also determined
to hide tears within
expressions are ready
to eliminate the pain
also got some fickle thing
a false show of enthusiasm wave
lips agreed to show
a fake smile altogether
how would you know
which of the wound
is left open to stitch on....

poem by Seema Gupta
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Flesh Wound

Its four o clock in the mornin and the daylights creepin in
Im lyin awake in bed
Outside my window the rains just pourin down
And theres a pain inside my head
I looked hard into the mirror, took some water in my hands
And threw it on my face
But your memory wont fade away, I can see you everywhere
Around this empty space
This nights too long, Im fadin fast
I tell myself, this pain wont last
Its just a flesh wound
Missin my heart but it still cuts deep
Nothin but a flesh wound
It tore me apart and I still cant sleep
You know you really did it well
Now Im lyin on a bed of nails
But its nothin but a flesh wound
Better pull myself together, gotta hold my head up high
Thats what i;ve got to do
No damage done, but deep inside my heart
Who am I tryin to fool
Its over now, all in the past
I tell myself, this pain wont last
Its just a flesh wound
Missin, my heart, but it still cuts deep
Nothin but a flesh wound
It tore me apart and I still cant sleep
Ive got no choice, I must be strong
Cant lie here thinkin about it all night long
Its nothin but a flesh wound
(repeat chorus....)

song performed by by Foreigner
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Surface Expressions

If I should greet you with a grin
It hardly expresses all that’s within
If I should extend an open hand
It barely tells you where we stand

The surface expressions we select
Are not good mirrors and don’t reflect
So much which beneath the surface lies
One need scratch below for deeper ties

Yet if we think in hardly meeting eyes
We see the truth as known by other guys
We do injustice from the start
To those who keep things close to heart

Or those who have learned by path of pain
To shy from trusting lest be hurt again
To know a heart requires patience taking
Rare a face reveals a heart that’s breaking

poem by Mary Havran
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Tongue

Thank you for the time.
Like a razor kiss my wound.
Cut me to open.
Im ready to use.
Bring the newer ending sense.
I need the comfort of a stranger.
Eighteen years all the wait.
Like a razor kiss my wound.
Thank you for the touch.
Like a razor kiss my wound.
Cut me to open.

song performed by by Underworld
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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None See The Beauty Of The Other

A thirsty oarsman
Took a gulp of sea water
And spit it on the ocean's face.
The ocean was irritated
And quizzed: what are you doing!
The oarsman quipped:
Why you are roaring
And keep on earth worthless
As being tasting salt
Not worth to drink
To quench a thirsty!
It was the rivers
Running to me in tears
Worried about their parting
With the ravines they loved
That made me bitter with salt!
The ocean quivered and spelt.
The oarsman found
A lot of fauna moving
Up to surface and moving
Down to the heart of ocean.
He retreated with no word
In reply to challenge ocean!
At night, the stars
Talked to the ocean
Of their beauty of shining eyes,
They told the ocean
That they look bright
Of their celestial charisma
While looking on the ocean
The ocean with Moorish eyes
That wide open in surprise
Tell the stars that she
Never had seen the beauty
Of the stars that look down
But her beauty alone
In the deep eyes of the stars!

poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan
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Initial Attraction

What lies beneath the surface smile?
which you display to everyone?
The mask you wear to be in style.
What lies beneath is yours alone.

Does it indicate interest?
What lies beneath the surface smile?
And will I perhaps pass the test
enjoy your company for a while.

Is it a sign of practiced guile?
or simple act of self defence.
What lies beneath the surface smile?
Must I rely on my sixth sense?

My need to know grows more intense
I am prepared to wait awhile
to try and gain your confidence.
What lies beneath the surface smile?

(poeticpiers/20/07/2007)

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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His Eyes Said It All

There was once a small child,
Like one we all know
From around the neighborhood
With a mom who's an addict
And a father, nowhere to be found

His father did leave,
Dressed for that big party in the sky
With an open wound left on his heart
And his baggage, left to be tattered
And weathered in the years to come

He was twenty when he was five
His world was turned upside down
His innocence stripped away like newspaper
His heart ripped out and his stomach pitted
For his eyes said it all.

And the years did come, in fact
A career made of distribution,
Better yet an enterprise
Narcotics, women, sex and fame
Life in Chicago was all the same

He learned to fight by the ones who'd beat him
He learned to curse by the adults who'd scold him
He learned to steal from the ones who loved him
And he had a reason for everything,
As if searching for something that wasn't there

He found love in war and destruction
He found peace in death and despair
He found passion in excess and addiction
He found everything but what his innocence was lost through
And you knew, for his eyes said it all.

By now, he had it all
3 piece suits and Italian leather
Slight wrinkles in his worn skin
Bulgy eyes, tinted yellow with jaundice
And a sinister smile made of gold

His money was endless
And his wives were plentiful
His son's bastards along with their sisters
His memories shift to the last night
As he arrived to the gate with the large villa

His mentor inside, old and shaky
As they drank and laughed with shared stories
Of murder some forty years prior
And in that instant, the boy's gun was drawn
For what he was searching for, his eyes said it all.

poem by Adrian Menoover13 Nieves
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To A Heartbreaker

Do not look for the wound
I am not hurt
And I do not bleed

You know
You injured me so

Worse
Than you think

But look I still know how
To carry myself

I look well
I still wear a smile on my face

I won’t show it
I won’t shed a tear
I won’t make you happy
As you want it to be

Look
I got no wound no bruises
Look
You must be surprised
I still keep myself alive

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heart...oh...Heart

My heart will sing if i'hear your happy voice*
My heart will smile if i'saw your shadow in my dreams*
My heart will sweet if i'feel your sweet kiss*

My heart will flowery if you always stand for me*
My heart will yearn if you lost from my mind*
My heart will cry if you received the sadness*
My heart will painful if you received the pain wound*

My heart will empty felt if you hided behind in the other heart*

Heart..oh heart*
Why must you feel all of all pain and the wound because of the love*

Heart...oh heart*
Maybe i'cannot to cry*
Heart...oh heart*
There was nobody see my heart wound**

poem by Dwi utami
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“Faithful Trust”

There’s nothing to offer to those ignoble vows
But a long wail of dejection if this heart allows
Trust has come to open the wound

Averment carries no word for word
The misguided mind has become the guard
Trust has come to open the wound

A solemn promise’s been made to none
With faithlessness it is believed to have gone
Trust has come to open the wound

The wound that's trapped into bleeding emotion
To heal the pain it drinks the potion
Then trust has gone with its faithful notion
And everything fades with that true devotion.

(23rd of October,2010)

poem by Munia Khan
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