Win Some Lose Some
we do not get everything
some things simply are set aside
when the other is taken
we choose
we take and cut and take priorities
we decide
which to give and take which to throw away
and keep
for now i have chosen
this speechless joy
i have sewn some noisy letters
and keep things serene like a lake
without rain
this purification of pain
this savoring of longing
love clinging
like oysters salivating for pearls
to choose words
those joyful chords
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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940 Pearl Birthstone Of June
Pain produces perfect pearl
For pearls are not just mineral
Aphrodisiacal oysters
Provide perfect pearls - pre-packaged!
Inside their shells gently growing.
The pearl symbolises - purity
In love - in life - in liberty.
Pain produces perfect pearl.
Natural pearls are so spontaneous
Growing slowly throughout lifetime
Seven years inside the mollusk
Gulfs of Persia - California
Jordan - Mexico and Mannar
Pearls of every size and colour
White - silver - cream - green - black and blue
Natual pearls are so spontaneous.
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June
Fueling faithfulness and friendship
Healing heads and hearts and hearing
Bringing wearers nearer Heaven
Twinned with Zodiac sign Gemini
Channels the strength of Sister Moon
Pulsating purifying power.
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June
Polished pearls give perfect pleasure
Pain produces perfect pearls
Natural pearls are so spontaneous
Birthstone pearls grace Joyful June.
June Joyful grace pearls Birthstone
Spontaneous so are pearls natural
Pearls perfect produces pain
Pleasure perfect give pearls polished.
This poem is dedicated to a Polished Pearl.
(John Knight - Cool Colchester - 23 January 2010)
poem by John Knight
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With A Need To Express Me More
If a fly can be what it is...
And has been what it is for years.
It does not have to convince.
If a bee is known to sting...
And is left alone by those who choose,
Not to be stung.
That bee will buzz,
And be about its business.
If I know who it is that I am...
With an identity that belongs to me!
I will not be a fly.
Nor can I,
If wished...
Be a bee.
But I don't choose to be either of these.
I have chosen to be me.
And that's who it is I am.
With a need to express me more!
And...
If I should buzz while I fly?
If I so choose and decide?
That too will also be me!
Doing me as I have chosen to be!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Dividing Line
There has always been a dividing line
But you choose, you choose, yes you choose not to see it
And then you wonder why you fall
It cuts through the heart of every city
If you climb to the top of the highest building
You can see where it falls cause the streetlights stop
The colours start to change
You hear a voice inside you
Not the words that you wanted to hear
Not the things that you wanted to see hey, hey, hey, hey
In the comfort and safety of your own home
Remember those outside in the cold
And the wind and the rain
And take in your hands a little ray of light
And turn it into a beam that pierces the darkness of the night
There has always been a dividing line
But you choose, you choose, yes you choose not to see it
Sometimes we believe if we close our eyes
The rain might wash it away
Thats why we stumble and we fall
Not the words that you wanted to hear
Not the things that you wanted to see hey, hey, hey, hey
When everything that you hold dear to you
Has finally faded away from your life
The last cold ray of sunshine slowly disappears
Round the corner of the building
And leaves you alone
When darkness covers the city and the streets are silent too
What will you turn to...
song performed by by Genesis
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Bland And Dry And Negligible
sometimes we simply close our eyes
on some ugly things
we choose not to hurt somehow
those who never chose to be
bland, dry and negligible
given the choice why should they stay
on such a disliked state somehow?
we simply sit there and pretend nothing disturbs us
we sip our coffee slowly savoring the appearance of new light
we place one hand on the table as the other hand keep the handle of the cup
the human person facing you cracks a conversation
you pretend you listen but you understand the pain
things are not equal
life is not fair
there are those who are unlucky
some protest their fates
despite all the hard work
they still arrive at nothing but losses and regrets
meanwhile the early morning sun rises slowly to make a brand new day
you utter the prayers
Lord, Lord, keep us, keep us,
make us understand, make us feel you
give us hope
make us live another day
give us peace.
then you face the human being in front of you.
paying attention.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Anniversaries
for all
the things that we both know
we don't talk about them
we start talking
about those that we pretend we do not know
you choose the words
like the way you put the right flowers in a vase
at the headboard of the bed,
and i choose the words not to hurt you
we do not look at each other's eyes
we refrain the touch
of the hands
you leave the flowers there
and i look to another direction
there are things that remain
to be done
we ought to
and then the flowers wilt
nights come and go
and then the following morning
we choose again
words, flowers,
we continue
not talking about what we already know
i guess
this is the only way how we can survive
the travails of marriage.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ignoring A Bad Element
you go for the
good things
not really that
these good things make
you wholesome but
you only exercise your
right to choose
and then one day
this bad element
pops up and you
do not really like
it but you choose
the good element
as you once said
you choose not
to hurt you choose
the best course
greet her hello
do not say goodbye
just pretend that
you are there
that she is there
but inside you
you think about
someone else
the better one
oh, maybe not
the best, but
she is better
than nothing
you don't get rid
of things or people
you embrace them
but then
ignorance sometimes
is cooler than cool.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Summer Holiday at the World End
if always choose the right answer, life guaranteed prosper
impossible
we don't know something's right or wrong before choosing it
we choose something not because it's 'right'
but because we want to choose it
it's not problem if fail
as long as we decide it by ourselves
look at the sea in the last day of summer holiday
passing time happily
with the feeling something going to end
joyful moments that we hope will last long
summer will repeat again till the end of the earth
but my chance to see it must be limited
so, I just can look forward
the one who decide it right or wrong is the future me
such a waste if we spoil it with doubt
because human can not stop the time
from C.M.B.
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Turn You Inside-Out
Divide your cultured pearls in haste
I'm looking for to lay to waste
Of all the things I cannot taste
and this not the racy race
They spoke loud
I believe in what you do
I believe in watching you
It's what you do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
Given the choice
Given the heart
Given the tool
Given the word
Given the cheers
I believe in what you do
I believe in watching you
It's what you do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
song performed by by R.E.M. from Green
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Turn You Inside Out
Divide your cultured pearls in haste
Im looking for to lay to waste
Of all the things I cannot taste
And this not the racy race
They spoke loud
I believe in what you do
I believe in watching you
Its what you do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
Given the choice
Given the heart
Given the tool
Given the word
Given the cheers
I believe in what you do
I believe in watching you
Its what you do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
song performed by by REM
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Sonnet: Choose The Things in Your Life
0 choose your friend who must be good as you;
And choose your spouse better than you; make sure;
And choose the one best as your Teacher too;
And choose ambitions that suit your nature.
0 choose the profession thats truly best;
And choose the hobbies that ne'er interfere;
And choose your Time to begin work, take rest;
And choose your enemies, you surely fear.
0 choose your food that gives extended health;
And choose your garments -comfortable wear;
And choose the honest way to added wealth;
And choose the burden right, body can bear.
0 choose the people who deserve help most;
And choose good principles, yet never boast.
poem by John Celes
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Shunting
Shunting, hunt, hut, hunting, tin, gin, sin, it, is, in, sun, guns, sing;
And like the muse of war! !
But be very wise to choose from the right things always.
Shunting, hunts, huts, sund, hung, tins, unit, sit, hit, in, Inn, gun;
With words of peace in the land of war!
But be very wise to choose from the right things always.
Brought, bought, fought, ought, drought, wrought, nought, sought, thought;
And like beautiful doors and windows!
But be very wise to choose from the right things alway! !
because, not all that glitters is gold.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Love Art Blues
Ive got the love art blues
Dont know which one to choose
Theres really something to lose,
With these love art blues.
I went and played too hard,
And I lost my mind.,
Oh, these love art blues
Leave me a heavy one.
My songs are all so long
And my words are all so sad
Why must I choose
Between the best things I ever had.
I spilled my promise cup
I really dont know why
Now the distance lies
Between you and i.
My songs are all so long
And my words are all so sad
Why must I choose
Between the best things I ever had.
Ive got the love art blues
Dont know which one to choose
Theres really something to lose,
With these love art blues.
I went and played too hard.
song performed by by Neil Young
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I Choose You
(r palmer)
I choose you
When love comes along you go with the flow
You should trust your feelings on it
When you get hit by the arrow youll know
Cupids aim is always on it
Its half past two now
Your face is lovely
Its only lit by candlelight
Just me and you here
Our room is quiet
Only our sighs and whispers
You dont choose who you fall in love with
You dont mess with the gods of love
You cant choose who you fall in love with
So I choose you
When love comes along you go with the flow
You should trust your feelings on it
When you get hit by the arrow youll know
Cupids aim is always on it
You mesmerise me
My head is spinning
This is much more than fantasy
Lost in your kisses
My senses tingle
We lose our inhibitions
You dont choose who you fall in love with
You dont mess with the gods of love
You cant choose who you fall in love with
So I choose you
Ohohohah
I choose
I choose you
I choose
I choose you
I choose
Oh babe I choose you
I choose
I choose you
Whooo
You dont choose who you fall in love with
You dont mess with the gods of love
You cant choose who you fall in love with
So I choose you
Whoo
You dont choose who you fall in love with
You dont mess with the gods of love
You cant choose who you fall in love with
So I choose you
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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About Things That Tumble
at the table
spoons and forks, knives
things tumble down
lips trembling
sad stories and handkerchiefs
tears
you know what i mean
there are three of us
one is an outpouring of
rain
we choose the sunshine and
clouds
we look at each other
you know what i mean
we understand now
there is too much about
these things that tumble
falling earth
ascending sun
and crumbling cliffs
what do we get?
what do we have to do with
all these
things that tumble down?
we help ourselves with what we have
we move on
with all that we keep
memories and the will
determination and speed
there are two of us now
the rain stops
it begins to understand
we choose
sunshine and clouds and
days.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Choose
I choose focus
I choose freedom
to be happy, to have fun
to have a wonderful life
to be young, light and bright
I choose health, wealth
lands, treasures
I choose to trust, love
commitment, faith,
I choose to enjoy life
I choose the lord
I choose...
poem by Johnny Walks
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As You Are There...
As you are there,
Give me the thunder I need,
Let the lightning accompany him.
Give me the rain I need,
Let the rain bow linger after him.
As you are there,
Give me the love I need,
Let the care of it surround me.
Give me the lust I need,
Let the mist of it submerge me.
As you are there,
Sharpen the sickle for me
And let me get into a feild of harvest.
Choose the gun for me
As I shoot at things far.
As you are there,
There is a glimmer of hope.
You stand by me ever.
There is a world for my conquest
When you lead my chariot.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Choose Stand Tall
Who will stand tall
at appointed trashing table
chosen accounting time?
Who are the strong ones?
I am inherently far stronger
than quitters can choose to be.
I am strong enough to choose.
How I will choose to live.
How I will choose to die.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Am Free I Choose The Peace And Quiet Around Me
i am free. i rest below the light of stars.
i look for the peace of the things around me.
trees that do not move, waters on the pond that are still,
birds resting on the nests with their wings clipped in sleep
i wait for nothing. i do not think about taxing things.
and when despair comes to meet me i simply move
and take refuge in other places where there are no obstructions
to the peace and quiet that i decide to choose.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gold and Green
Gold and Green,
some choose gold
and some choose green.
You don't need to be wise,
to choose a wise decision,
just a matter of want.
Let inspiration and desire
decide your decisions
then may you have your dignity
when you listen and fallow.
I have seen the pure insanity,
again, I have seen many things
but I have seen enough
to know enough.
I have seen pure gold,
within the eyes of love
but I have seen too much,
its overwhelming.
Gold and green,
I have both,
one inside my heart
and one inside my pocket,
but I know enough
and I will empty my pocket.
I choose what I think is wise.
Even if being poor takes much away,
I gain more than green,
I gain Gold.
poem by Malory Joyce
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Do Not Be Upset About A Past Love
do you feel rejected about your past lover?
do not be upset, just remember and then smile as you remember
his kiss and embraces and (you know better, what more)
reminisce the sweet moments, and then carefully pluck out the
bitter ones, like the way you choose the chaff from the grain,
the rotten tomatoes from the healthy ones,
the bad eggs, the speckled and spotted ones,
select, that is your right,
to choose and discard or keep, and for those that you do not need,
those that you think still hurt you
and destroy you,
let all these things go
exercise your power to select, and throw and vomit and delete,
choose and be so choosy,
just take what is necessary, just keep the happiness and throw
sadness and loneliness away,
take life, and live and be yourself, what else does we need really?
whatever it is, forget and forgive, bloom and zoom,
grow and glow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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