The Rap Of Change
Change I adore.
Just to open that door,
With it's bright shiny hue,
To walk pastures new.
To breathe pure fresh air,
With wind in my hair
Looking eagerly ahead
To adventure be led.
‘Tis the breath of all life
Whether sunshine or strife.
We gird loins afresh
And take that deep breath
To exciting new space
Whatever it's pace.
The thrill I can't tell you.
Come try it anew.
That euphoric feeling,
Raising way beyond ceiling
Through sun or through ice,
So open your eyes.
Take that next step.
You will never regret.
Come hold my hand tight.
We will soon see the light,
With no turning back.
And with wings on our back.
We'll fly beyond skies
Win the ultimate prize..
The truth will be plain.
That dawning we'll gain.
Yes change I adore.
That shiny new door.
poem by Rosi Caswell
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Take Me Away
Take me away from where I am.
Let me see anew.
Take me away from all I know.
Take me away with you.
I need a place where just your face
is what I get to view.
Your eyes will open and I will see
what I could not see before.
The windows to your soul will appear
and open every door.
that brings me peace and all things sweet
and all I do adore.
Where will you take me when we go
and will I even care?
Probably not, for with you love,
I'd go anywhere.
I'd close my eyes and let you choose
and when I find we're there
I'd hold you tight and ne'er let go
and thank my lucky star
that you took me away from where I was
to be just where you are.
So, take me away on this fine day
to wherever, near or far.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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L8,2212
There is a door which you open
you enter, and then it closes you
behind you
forever,
there is no force here,
but only volition,
you enter it
with all the warnings,
that the
possibility that it will close forever
has been told to you
over and over
again,
somehow, you do not make it a problem
you like a closed door, and you hate it
when it opens,
you love it when it is closed forever,
the room is nice
there is a certain loveliness
in there,
it has shiny floors,
it has a bright ceiling,
the lights are lovely,
like stars
in an open dark sky
the air is fresh,
the walls are comfortable
who wants to take an exit?
no one.not you.
when the door knows this, it will open
forever,
it decides to open for you
and it will tell you to go out and be
an outsider again and
be gone
for good,
you insist that you own this room now,
that a closed door is not a serious matter
and there is no way that you have to
go out
or be ousted,
the door has a stair with strong hands
and it will drag you out
it will pull your hair and drag your body
like hell
the door has learned its lesson
when the room is not a prison to someone else
there is no use keeping him there forever
for in truth the reason of the door's
existence
is to make you feel the prison and to suffer
and you know your lesson too well
there is no prison to a mind that is an open window
there is no suffering
to a lover of suffering
you see, it takes a little reverse psychology
for closed doors to open
for men to know that suffering is not suffering
at all
when one loves is tripping
when one thinks
otherwise
when one loves whatever happens
when one accepts
the one that is there and not look for something
that is always missing
why go for the unreachable?
why suffer for long?
life is life, and death is death
you are here, grab this here.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Baby Step Back
Now it looks to me like the same old place
In the sky it looks like rain
The same old town with the same old streets
The address has not change
You can find me there
With the door shut tight
And the one wish that remains
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
No you know I dont write no bad checks
I have no wish to repent
Ive seen a few
But whatever I do
I dont cause no accidents
Whiskey and wine help me pass the time
I dont leave no evidence
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Still I dont kneel down
I was born to fight
So youd best leave me alone
Maybe Ill get much more than I need
Or much less than I should own
Last of all let me say it again
Either step up or step on
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby walk back baby walk back
Either walk on or walk back
Baby step back ...
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Overheated
Step back.
Look at it.
Deep breathe...
Then go.
Step back.
Look at it.
Deep breathe...
Then go.
Step back.
Look at it.
Deep breathe...
Then go.
And if this is a brick wall,
These attempts are made...
To try to break through,
It is best to check to see...
If there is a door open.
And if there is...
An experience teaches,
Checking for cleared entrances...
Is the first thing one should do!
With a saving of time,
And a cooling down...
Of an overheated attitude.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Door
Picked my heart up off the floor
Too busy to go open the door
All my dreams are folklore
Of places i`ve never been before
In a life that`s become a bore
Fell asleep and started to snore
I`m always searching for more
Search for the one to adore
Wondering whats in store
Looking behind all the wrong doors
As i dig deep into the core
Because i`ve been here before
Won`t come back thats for sure
With a wound that`s still sore
It`s enough to make me roar
But i just don`t care anymore
Because to be honest
I know there is so much more
Someday i`ll find it i`m sure
I just have to open the right door
poem by Joseph Whelan
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Requiem For A Love Story
I have change in my life
I 've change my world
I 've got my heart in my hand
I want break up you
sorry, sorry, I'm sorry
I 've got stars in my hand
I hold moon and fly in the sky
I go to space without you
sorry, sorry, I'm sorry
I go to go to paradise
and hold angels in my chest
I kiss god in the the sky
I go without you
sorry, sorry, I'm sorry
I walk in the shiny way
I 've to abandon by your world
sorry, sorry, I am.........
clouds raining for me
my love break up me
she go to paradise
she break up me
she go to house of god
she hold angles
she is died
sorry my honey, I'm sorry, no you.........
poem by Aidin Azarkerdar
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Moment To Moment
Written by gerry beckley and phil galdston, 1998
Found on human nature.
There was a time I knew
All that there was to know
No one could tell me then
I was wrong
I wasnt strong enough
To see where my weakness lay
The world that you hold so tight
Could slip away
And from moment to moment
Your life can change
Theres a storm over the horizon
A sea no one can see
Somewhere around the bend
Right when you least expect
Someone can walk away
With no regret
Leaving an empty space
Breaking a sacred trust
All of your shiny dreams
Begin to rust
Yes from moment to moment your life can change
Theres a storm over the horizon
The sea you cannot see
Yes from moment to moment
Promise me youll never change
Promise me youll stay the same
Promise me youll never change
Yes from moment to moment your life can change
Theres a storm over the horizon
A sea youll never see
Yes from moment to moment your life can change
Theres a light when the sun is rising
A day after today
Promise me youll never change (promise me youll never change)
Promise me youll stay the same (the same)
Promise me youll never change
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every single moment
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every single moment
Every moment is a shining light
Every moment is the darkest night
Every moment gotta get it right
Every single moment
(fade)
song performed by by America
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A question of priorities
A portal closes then you see
another one has opened wide.
Is this an opportunity
you have brief moments to decide.
If you go through this open door
your life will change forever more
If you do not you may regret
you lacked the courage to step through
One thing for sure you won’t forget
the chance which fate had offered you.
A golden opportunity
which you declined reluctantly.
You longed to go but chose to stay
You knew that you were needed here.
you knew you could not walk away
From everything which you held dear
A wise decision to remain
that question echoes in your brain.
When you decided not to go
through that portal and explore.
The truth is that you’ll never know
what lay beyond that open door.
But still you wonder constantly
what you’d have done if you were free.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Tell Me If There Is Really A Need For Change
there will be no changes
the weapons of
survival remain the same
same morning
same nighttime
same faces adore your
space
same words trickle
from the ceiling
same eyes waking up
same moons below your eyelids
if you cannot take all these
monotonous landscapes
and sonorous sounds of
sameness all about us
there can be a little change
like temporary departures
for possible
comparisons
you leave and then you
may come back
tell me if there is a need
for change
tell me if i really have to
love another and then
forget
you forget us
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My shiney star
You are the best thing that ever happen to you mom
you light the path to my heart with your smile
You brought you mom to relative when you were born into this world
you are your mom pride and joy and my shiny star
You are an angel that guided your mom in the right path
You are my shiny that bring joy in my life
You are my shiny star that just takes my breath away
You are the most beautiful and elegant star that shines so bright
When I held you in my arms for the very first time I knew i loved you
You are the greatest gift that a aunt could ask for, You are a one of kind that stole my love
Your my niece the one I treasure and who i love dearly
You are my shiny star that brings joy to my life when your near.
poem by Candymarie Nevin
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Crumbling Land
In a while Ill find the time to make the sunshine mine
In a smile I saw a single eagle in the sky
Wheeling, soaring, gliding high
On a hill there lived a man with many shining things
Shiny gold, shiny car and shiny diamond rings
Wining, dining, shining king
Now the eagle flies in clear blue skies
Drinking in the clear blue well
Back here on the ground another dealer coughs and dies
But fifty more come rolling off the floor production line
Then a man commuting like a village on the sand
In his hand a moving picture of the crumbling land
Screaming, dealing, movie man
Here we go, hold your breath to see if something blows
Close your eyes, count till ten and see the sunrise rise
Gliding high into the sky
By the holy mansion, let the guardian rise
Upon the finger of the king
On high the eagle flies, that glitter all of gold
Then wheeling in a cloudy sky, he flies into the sun
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter L: Sleep
Don’t open your eyes
But set your ears wide
Pretend you heavy rest
But don’t lower your guard
Any mysteries closed in the light
Any feelings hidden when awake
Any dangers that might present
Any games played behind door
Any secrets eager to reveal
Any people should be avoid
Manage your innocent breath
But prepare your shiny teeth
Don’t expect too much
But keep the spying watch
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Lady, What Are You Doing With Your Life?
you gave up your career
in that busy city where you are what they call
a necessity
giving you importance, that feeling of being
needed
you have meaning, they gave you meaning
now, you have lost this
meaning,
you believed him when he said
i love you
and now the demands are many
you gave him your love, your life, you gave him
posterity, his kids, you gave him a home
a garden, a room where you make love
you sweat it out, this love you have for him
you learned to cook and sew and
entertain him and his kids
on the nights after you make love with him
you look at the ceiling your eyes wide open
refusing sleep you walk up and open the
door, you walk farther to open this window
looking for some stars
to light you to guide you
you are lost
in their dark space on a crowded universe
there is no more place for you
you have no face
and now, you realize this great loss
this misfortune
you are taking lunch with us
you talk the whole day
my wife shall help you find your way again
to yourself, take back the name that they
have stolen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pure Feeling
so you desire nothing more
except
pure feeling,
how can i write about
feeling?
pure feeling?
yes, without words, without borders
no laces,
plain cloth, sand on the pillow
mold on the hammock,
lost worm wriggling on the shiny floor,
bird flying on brisk wings
towards places that i imagine,
deep into the sea
breathless
i lay my head upon your thighs
without looking at your eyes as i close mine in full trust
you thrush upon me
in the darkness of it all
love that rebuilds my empire
desire that puts moon on my evening sky
pure feeling
no direction, nothing to ask and nothing to give
i ask sometimes if i am right
if it is possible.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Poet's return
So I'm back again, never thinking I'd pick back up this pen, thinking about were my life has taken me, and where will it go next. Im coming to the brink where my life is about to change forever, deciding which path is right, the one that I take or another one that I make. But yet I'm back, back with the same old outlets, back to the same old problems; a tale as old as time itself with the worries of a decade...so im back. I never thought I'd write another poem, but poetry is all around us, its in every breath you take, in every beat your heart makes, in the fluid from your veins from even the fantasies in your brain, POETRY is everywhere. The truth of the matter is poetry, just like a beat of rhyme, is everywhere. Most know it, many adore it, few idolize it, but we all show it. Because one way or another were all are going to use it, and when that day comes....oh such a beautiful vision that our minds well never lose it.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Breath
Oh, tonight began with anything
Shadows, a light, a warm breath and a scream, ah yeah
Oh, tamper if you like between the doors, oh yeah
Oh, cant expect to go out ... to go out
With anything ... anything more
Oh, reach the door, a breath and a scr... oh reach the door
And a nada lada yeah
Life aint what its worth, a breath and a scr... oh, reach the door
All these reaching hands out grabbin things, grabbin me
Day in, day out, accumulating, ah yeah
Whoa, I suggest you step out on your porch
Oh yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh, yeah
Run away my son, to see it all ... oh, see the world
Oh reach the door, a breath and a scr... oh reach the door
Oh, and a nada lada yeah
Life aint what its worth, a breath and a scr... oh, reach the door
Come ... here it comes ... there it goes ... when it comes
Where it goes ... where it comes, cant see through the faith
Oh, come ... here it goes, grasp what you can
Dont you know theres something inside your hand, yeah
Oh, if I knew where it was I would take you there
Theres much more then this, oh ... whoa, much more then this
Oh, see the world ... much more then, oh
Much more then ...
Why?
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Piano {Klavier}
They say to me
Open this door
curiosity screams
Whatever could it be
Back behind that door
A piano
The keys are all dusty
The strings are all untuned
Back behind that door
At the piano
But she plays no more
It so long ago
On the piano
She's who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
She said to me too
That I'll stay with you
But it just seemed to be
She played alone for me
I poured her blood
On the fire of my rage
I locked up her shrine
They questioned in time
At the piano
She's who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
At the piano
I stand by her
But it just seemed to be
She played alone for me
They opened up the door
And how they cried
I heard her mother plea
her father struck out at me
They tore her from her chair
No one believed me there
I was so insane
With the strech and the pain
At the piano
She's who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
At the piano
She's who I hear
As I began to play
I took her breath away
song performed by by Rammstein
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Their Fences And Yours
it is a rainy day and you look for
that nearest
available shade, this time, your neighbor's house
it is fenced and about five steps away
their closed door
some bushes hide what supposedly should have been
an open space
like a warm embrace of the arms
the door bell does not sound and you have no other choice
you change your mind and walk away back to your house
it too is fenced, like what they do.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knowing That You Dont Know...
you cant change the wind,
you cant change the rain.
you can change the tracks,
but you cant change the train.
you can change your mind,
but you cant change your heart.
you can change the light,
but you cant change the dark.
you can hold the truth,
but you cant hold a lie.
you just keep holding on,
until the day you die.
you can hold your peace,
but you cant hold the clock.
you can only hold the fire
until it gets too hot!
you can touch the earth,
but you cant touch the sky.
you can touch the feeling,
you cant touch the reason why.
you can touch your lover,
you cant touch the love.
sometimes knowing that you dont know,
just has to be enough!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Magic Of Forest
.Nature around me, leaves rustling in the wind,
Dewy green grass in mornings, under my steps,
To breathe deeply the fresh, pure air of forest i enjoy.
I listen the twitter of birds that i so much adore,
I love to walk along rivers,
Blossomed flowers to smell and admire.
I adore the forest, the marvelous trees,
I want to live there forever,
Till the end of my days.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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