You Must Assume Other Names
you must assume other names
as i too shall assume
a lot of numbers
this is the comfort that i still want to enjoy
numb numbers
poems without a lot of words to make you
remember me
what do you feel now?
i know. You feel like a page of a book.
A torn page.
You feel like you are walking past
The numbered rooms in the hospital
Finding your way through same faced halls
Left turn, right turn
Until you find yourself at a certain dead end.
You see a bench. You sit there.
There is no window. There is no door.
Just the length of the hall and then the silence
Of this corridor.
It is. Indeed, it is.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Book Of Days
Your life is as a book
Written on the pages are the weeks
For you would give anything to take just one look
Into the next chapter, the next page
Each page is a new thought, a new dream
Sometimes it takes so long to pass that page
And sometimes nothing is as it seams
For you know you can not go ahead or back
You know you are where you are
You know you can't change that
As you read page to page, so near to fear
You write the chapters as you go, with each turn
Each turn, each move changes what's to come
And you know each moment could be the last
With this in mind you go so mumb
So numb to the touch, to the thought
You turn page after page
until you reach the 'end'
And only then, you are freed from the title
The title that has kept your thoughts bound, and tight
You turn the pages one by one
You take the pain, take the joy
Until you are done
And your story becomes another on the shelf of eternity
(1/24/2008)
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Listen, Learn, Read On
In ages past when spells were cast
In a time of men in steel
When a man was taught no special thing
It was all done by feel
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the book of taliesyn
Hear the song of lovely joan
Her sound so sweet and clear
In the courtroom of the king
Among children and the peers
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the book of taliesyn
now hear ye the words of taliesyn,
On the foaming beach of the ocean,
In the day of trouble,
I shall be of more service to thee
Than three hundred salmon...
The hare he bounds across the page
Past castles white and fair
Past dreaming chessmen on their boards
With a fools mate as a snare
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the book of taliesyn
three times I have been born
I know this from meditation...
The bird he flies the distance
From pages two to six
Past minstrels in their boxes
To the waters of the styx
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the book of taliesyn
Dont take the pictures lightly
Listen to their sound
For from their coloured feeling
Experience is found
So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page, read the book of taliesyn
all the sciences of the world are collected in my breast,
For I know what has been, what is now,
And what hereafter will occur...
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Remember Me
You don't need to ask me if i'll be your friend
I am
I am
You don't need to ask me if i'm sure my friend
I am
I am your friend
You must remember me
I'm the one who saw through the world's disguise
Took away its cloak and i made it hide
From me
Remember me?
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can i say
You don't need to find the words to say what's on your mind
If you need a reason to begin again
I am
I am
You will find an answer at your journey's end
I am
Waiting there my friend
You must remember me
I'm the one who knew you when
I'm the one you call your friend
Feel free
Remember me
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can i say
You don't need to find the words to say what's on your mind
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can i say
You don't need to find the words to say what's on your mind
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
You, you
You, you
You, you
song performed by by Moody Blues
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The Numbers
i think i am beginning to know the numbers
their meanings
inside the big dome the dancers are practicing
the steps are numbered
and the whole day the leader keeps the count
one two three four
five six
seven eight nine ten
eight seven six five
four three
two one
four three two one
five six seven eight
eight seven six five four three
two one
the whole day for the whole week for the whole month
these numbers are counted like
one two three four
five six
seven eight nine ten
eight seven six five
four three
two one
four three two one
five six seven eight
eight seven six five four three
two one
i am standing by the door
looking at the dancers jump to the count of
six five four three
two one
they run and stop and run again
and stamp on the left and on the right
and point and slash
and jump and
kick and sway and
stand and kneel
and kick and slash
eight seven six five
four three two one
four three
four three two one
numbers indeed
are numbing
they make us numb
they are making us dumb
five four three two one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Will You Be Like When You're Eighty-Two (Shakespearean Sonnet)
What will you be like when you're eighty-two
Will I be alive or six feet under
Will you still believe that our love is true
And what if our love were torn asunder
Would we be able to bear such a thing
I do not feel I could live without you
I believe I would rather feel death's sting
My love do you feel the same as I do
And what if our love were to have faded
For destiny has been known to be cruel
And many a love has become jaded
Oh why do I feel like I am a fool
You may not remember me at that age
Just like in a book you'll have turned the page
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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No Poem In Here
this is a blank space reserved for an obituary of a dead poem
prose claims a space though in another glossy page.
plese turn to the next page
those non-poets like me please transfer to another room
this place is for dead poems for those who killed living poems this page this space is reserved for all of them.
we non-poets are moving out to another empty page
about to be added, if you can wait, mr. poet...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Chase
you chase the numbers
and you are at a loss
how can the numbers feel?
you are in a discomfort
in some fits
and not at ease with yourself
because you believe in
numbers and like horses you
want to capture each
with a rope of your
tired imagination
disregard the numbers and begin
to believe in the words
those syllables
even in the simplest form
of the comma,
the period.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Remember Me (My Friend)
You dont need to ask me if Ill be your friend
I am
I am
You dont need to ask me if Im sure my friend
I am
I am your friend
You must remember me
Im the one who saw through the worlds disguise
Took away its cloak and I made it hide
From me
Remember me?
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can I say
You dont need to find the words to say whats on your mind
If you need a reason to begin again
I am
I am
You will find an answer at your journeys end
I am
Waiting there my friend
You must remember me
Im the one who knew you when
Im the one you call your friend
Feel free
Remember me
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can I say
You dont need to find the words to say whats on your mind
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can I say
You dont need to find the words to say whats on your mind
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
You, you
You, you
You, you
song performed by by Moody Blues
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(Inspiration Poem) A Book Never Read
Living by the fire
Living to admire
Living down to the wire
Still the wheels don't turn
I think it is because I want it
Urn for it
The beautiful almighty
I will not pray
Not as long as I live day by day
How much does my soul really weigh?
How many sins can be forgiven?
The fog will eventually choke you out
Whine and pout all you want
It won't make a dent in my steel cage
Because it was built from pure rage
If Its not a stage
What am I going through?
Its just another page of my book never read
Words as stale as the food I was fed
Maybe it was how many times I have been dropped on my head
I plead guilty to an unwritten destiny
I lied to myself in a mirror straight to my very own face
Memories erased
It's just another page of my book never read
I can't be lead astray
Especially if I'm willing
It's not much different then stealing
A moral yeng then yang
A oh so perfect harmony
Keeping things on a even keel
Always questioning what is real
It's just another page of my book never read
I hold on so tight to my comfy bed
Such a beautiful night
The stars are glistening oh so bright
I turn off the lights
Sleep for the dreams of a tomorrow
We are all living on borrowed time
So I ask again where's mine?
A question that continues to go unanswered
Draw your own conclusion
It's another one of the deep dark mysterious illusions
It's just another page of my book never read
It's as if every word has never been said
It's just another page of my tattered and torn book that will be never read
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Another Harrys Bar
Wet wind on the sidewalk: Im staring at the rain.
Walking up the street, yeah, and walking down again.
And my feet are tired and my brain is numb.
See that broken neon sign saying, hey, in you come.
Got the scent of stale beer hanging, hanging round my head.
Old dog in the corner sleeping like he could be dead.
A book of matches and a full ashtray.
Cigarette left smoking its life away.
Another harrys bar -- or thats the tale they tell.
But harrys long gone now, and the customers as well.
Me and the dog and the ghost of harry will make this world turn right.
Itll all turn right.
Gods tears on the sidewalk: its the mother of all rain.
But in the thick blue haze of harrys, you will feel no pain.
And you will feel no soft hand slipping on your knee.
You dont have to pay for memories, they will all come free.
Another harrys bar -- or thats the tale they tell.
But harrys long gone now, and the customers as well.
Me and the dog and the ghost of harry will make this world turn right.
Itll all turn right.
Now when harry was a young man, harry was so debonair.
He walked a bouncy step in his shiny shoes.
And when harry was a young man, well, harry could walk on air.
He mixed a mean cocktail and he talked you through the late news.
You want to hear some great news?
Harrys still here.
Wet wind on the sidewalk: Im still staring at the rain.
Walking up the street, and Im walking down again.
And my feet are tired and my brain is numb.
See that broken neon sign saying, hey, in you come.
Another harrys bar -- or thats the tale they tell.
But harrys long gone now, and the customers as well.
Me and the dog and the ghost of harry will make this world turn right.
Itll all turn right.
Another harrys bar.
And another harrys bar.
And another, and another harrys bar.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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The Contented Cow That You Shall Hate...
you shall hate me
because i pretend that i do not know
and i have decided not
to speak anymore
about
what happened on those
disappearing years
on those disappearances
of whom we put love
so much
for instance about our love
for an ideology
how many years have we studied
the book and put
each page into practice?
did you count the catastrophe
the numbers which have
remained numbers
because we have become so
numb like
a piece of rotten wood
a paddle
not for the boat but for the
infliction of pain?
i hate the details now
and i shall not enumerate the names
of those
that parted without saying
the right word for it
when we meet
we do not know each other
that is the agreement
we forged
upon a rock
we wrote upon the sea
we spread upon those
dusty mountains
without trails
for those who still want to follow
i am stopping now
and that is what i think justice is all about
i am an individual now
i carry a name
i wear a uniform and
fill up a daily time record
i am a tool
as i have told you
and i am not a candidate anymore
for any
disappearances
call me a contented cow
i am numb and i do not care anymore
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Turn It On Again
I know you're wild
I know you're dangerous
I know you're bad for the both of us
So stick around
Give me one more kiss
Get into this yeah yeah
Hanging up there's no alternative
Five years on we still remember it
A stolen night oh what I'd give
Let's make it serious
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I need to feel the world spin
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I don't know why
But I've still got you under my skin
Our lives have changed
It used to mean as much
I saw you with him
In the traffic rush
What's right for him
Must be good for us
This time it's real
It's the two of us
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I need to feel the world spin
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I don't know why
But I've still got you under my skin
I wanna believe in
Whatever's the real thing
I wanna believe in everything
Everything
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I need to feel the world spin
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I don't know why
But I've still got you under my skin
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I need to feel the world spin
Turn it on. Turn it on again
I don't know why
But I've still got you under my skin
Turn it on
song performed by by Ronan Keating
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The Book
Have you ever opened a book?
And feel like it’s your life
As you watch each page go pass
You think where did I get lost
Each chapter is an ending
Of what was or what could have been
But each new chapter a beginning
Brings you hope to live again
But the hardest thing in life
Is as you turn each page
You must learn to pass the pain
That lies between the pages
Each chapter a lesson
In life’s little games
Then we smile at ourselves
As we close the last page
To look forward to anew
Of a new chapter in our life’
We smile and nod
At the new book of life
poem by Kaila George
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A terse poem on numbers
Numbers are everywhere
twenty four hours in a day
seven days in one week
thirty one in the month of May.
A number on your front door
and on houses down your road
numbers on your credit card
and also of your postal code.
Numbers called out at Bingo
two fat ladies are number eight
and if your numbers come up
you'll go home feeling great.
Would you like a cup of tea?
one or two sugars in your cup?
sorry but I have to go now
that's the end time is up!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Vince's Diary
I opened up a page to see you,
in Vince's diary babe,
not happy, now sad,
to find out whats been going on babe,
I'm extremely vilified in Vince's diary,
how humiliate I feel now babe,
all those hurtful words,
you had to say,
I will have just now,
I will have to turn another page.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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Zero Covers All
Lately I realize.
I am a numb number,
living through life.
First child.
Date of birth.
Sixth star of twenty-seven.
Scorpio numbers six of twelve.
Studied tenth class,
Then 5-year’s graduation,
Every class I had a scroll number.
Exams written on id number.
Studied law.
Head churning three years,
with numbered sections.
Penal code, constitution.
Clauses of law in numbered sects.
Registered in bar council.
Legal practice.
Case files are numbered.
Subsequently I got,
House number, door number.
Phone number.
Mobile number.
Account numbers.
Credit card number.
Pan card number,
Folio numbers,
Car number,
License number,
Policy number,
Health card number,
Election card number,
Passport number,
Ration card number,
Ultimately, when you put me in morgue,
allotted me a number.
Which, I do no know.
However, I know a number.
I am a big zero.
It covers all my life
Yes, we discovered zero.
What a relief?
Does it not cover all?
fulfill all values!
By the way your number please?
X number or N number?
Infinite numbers.
________________
poem by Satheesan Rangorath
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You & I Both
by Jason Mraz
Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me
Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
What you and I spoke of
Others only dream of the love that I love
See I'm all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy
you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out of
and it's okay if you have go away
just remember the telephone works both ways
and if I never ever hear it ring
if nothing else I'll think the bells inside
have finally found you someone else and that's okay
cause I'll remember everything you sang
you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I'm already finally out of words.
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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Antarctica
Antarctica -- antarctica
Antarctica -- antarctica
Ice age is here, right in your town
Antarctica, look what youve done
And i, I feel like Ive cheated your scheme
And i, I feel like you really know what I mean
Nightfalls heartbeat, the streets in a mess
On reflector, the beach is endless
And i, I feel like Ive cheated your scheme
And i, I feel like you really know what I mean
Its my turn -- its my turn
Antarctica -- antarctica
No day, no night, and always the sound
Ice pressure ? ? (antarctica)
Its me thats found
And i, I feel like Im really part of your scene
And i, I feel like you know what I mean
Pictures moving, and always the whirls
Antarctica, where are you now (antartica)
And i, I feel like Im really part of your scheme
And i, I feel like youre losing your dream
Antarctica -- antarctica
Antarctica -- antarctica
And i, I feel like you know what I mean
And i, I feel like Im really lost in your seam
Its my turn -- its my turn
Its my turn -- its my turn
Its my turn -- its my turn
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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The Kiss The Tongue And The Twitting Bird....
when you get near me when you
press your lips against mine, you shall feel the coldness of my dawn,
you keep your mind open like eyes staring at the sun,
yet what you see is still the haze, the fog hanging by the mountain
since it has always been a very cold day,
when you put your tongue inside my mouth, you feel the rain rushing
making a river of rippling waters and it is the force inside that
you will feel
you close your eyes and trace where it is going, and you shall know
that every dropp of rain that makes this river
is always going away from you away from us, and you start to browse
over the silence of the my day, and you shall find that this day is an
empty page where all my words have already been erased because i do not want you to know anymore what i feel and who i am,
i am detached, i am numb, and i do not wish to know what love is all about and where it is going,
i just like to hear a bird twitting alone on that old tree.
whatever is it that it is singing, i do not really care.
for what i know is that i am alive, and for what purpose, who cares?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You know you've read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you have lost a friend.
quote by Paul Sweeney
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