In Our Breasts
Taut flesh of toxic seductress
comes out of the skin,
rolls in the dream.
A century buries the neck of God
and creates the words
of unbroken greed for useless faith.
A path stuns the sharp thorns.
Nothing would stop the seeker,
he has to annihilate the rival.
Somebody takes an aim
at the dancing egos
and brings down the marvel.
The bitter feud continues, between
stars and moon.
The molten lava moves like a snake.
poem by Satish Verma
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A Falling Out Of Love Comes
A falling out of love,
Comes.
A falling out of love,
Stuns.
A falling out of love's begun.
And,
Plans are gone for more reruns.
A loveless taste begins to bait...
A contemplated argument,
Too tempting not to initiate.
And those words heard again...
Dig deeper into the skin.
To break an aching heart.
Ensuring that the sizzle,
Fizzles within.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
It comes...
A falling out of love's begun.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
It comes...
A falling out of love's begun.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
Why do you get so mad with me.
Knowing I've been here for you faithfully.
If another one has your heart.
I can't make you stay.
Although you've driven us apart!
And it comes...
A falling out of love, stuns
It comes...
A falling out of love's begun.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
It comes...
A falling out of love's begun.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
It comes...
A falling out of love's begun.
It comes...
A falling out of love, stuns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fear Not My Friend
As you tread the path alone,
As you tread till the walk ends,
Stop not, my friend.
Birds flying to Siberia stop not,
Then why should you?
As the boulders large slice your toes,
As the thorns sharp hurt your heels,
Fear not, my friend.
Fishermen venturing into deep seas fear not
Then why should you?
Every path has to end somewhere,
Every walk has to finish at one point,
Stop not and fear not my friend.
In the pains of these fleeting moments,
We must learn to have a dream,
We must dream to live a life too.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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As We Tread Together
As she treads the path alone,
As she treads till the walk ends,
I too will stop not, it is my word.
Birds flying to Siberia stop not,
Then why should she and I?
As the boulders large slice her toes,
As the thorns sharp hurt her heels,
She fears not, and I am with her.
Fishermen venturing into deep seas fear not
Then why should we alone?
Every path has to end somewhere,
Every walk has to finish at one point,
We do not stop and fear nothing ever.
In the pains of these fleeting moments,
We must learn to have a dream,
She has dreams and I follow her suit.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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He, Who Overcomes Pride, Greed, Vanity
He, who overcomes pride, greed, vanity
And removes such hurdles of robbery
from his path,
Facilitates his contemplation:
And, in all humility, serves mankind,
Discarding all else as useless
Is the real seeker of the Lord!
[Translated by P. N. Razdan (Mahanori)]
poem by Lalleshwari
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Unbroken
Tomorrow is another day,
So don't let today stop you.
Tomorrow is unbroken,
Even if today is shattered,
If you want to know how this day could end,
Look upon tomorrow and you will see profection,
Tomorrow is unbroken.
A child in the womb is another heart,
So don't let them fall before their time,
The unborn are unbroken,
Even if the people here are wrong,
If you want to see who they become,
Look upon everyone and you shall see change,
Unborn are unbroken.
Teens are another body,
So don't let them free before they are ready,
They are unbroken,
Even if some are lost,
If you want to keep them whole,
Look at them and show them the way,
While they are still unbroken.
Moonlight is just another light,
So don't shut it out,
It is unbroken,
Even if the surface of the water is moved.
If you want to see the man on the moon,
Open the window and gaze upon it,
For it shall always be unbroken.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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For Those Who Grieve
no one
no one can really stop you
from eating the bark of the tree
the thick skin of the
fruit
no one can tell you what should have
been proper
or better
you like the skin and you throw away
the fruit that could have
satisfied your
thirst and hunger
the bark has poisoned you
the moon has warned you too well
the worm is wriggling
its frail and elongated
body
you have no ears
your sense of smell so badly damaged
and now you
are dying
no one tells you that life is as sweet
as the ripe fruit of the tree
that luscious flesh that flowing
juice
your gaze is sharp as a knife
stabbing even the
sun
and you are always right
what you have been searching
that can satisfy your hunger and thirst
is not found on the fruit
not even in the tree
it is in the poisonous bark
that useless skin
that silly coat
definitely it is not even here
where we are all grieving
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hour of Fire
Clocks relative with throes of agony
Voluptuous time demands her silk
Rise like soft chimney smoke sky
Burdened in demise of emerald womb
Nestled in clover fantasy we dream
The rapture of wet lilac clouds
Held by arms of golden tides
Your estate of free laughter binds
Pure city of David rejoices
Thorns bite my wicked flesh
Troubadour at your pampered bosom
Pomegranate oil cleans my wounds
Blind stone Isis prostrate with defeat
House of Hur holds up the prophet
Temples of feather words brings rain
Extremes unite into a summerhouse
Your moon brings fathomless desire
Velvet eyes stare at the stars of joy
She brings me an hour of fire
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Bullying
A stab, a kick, a push or a shove
The name-calling it is all bulling,
from a child to a teen to an adult,
it is all the same,
so now it must stop.
Scars and buries,
will heal, but words well not
like sticks and stones,
the mental side of you,
should not hurt,
but it takes longer to heal,
to understand why it happens to you, and way you feel the pain but not others,
it does not moves away slowly from you,
the past,
and that alone causes heart ache, and suicides.
poem by Alley Rodriguez
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Unbroken
Fallen to pieces (I am undone)
The things you said the (manipulation)
I trusted you like a fool while you made all the rules
So you searched me out
And you took me down
-TO BE UNBROKEN, WHAT WOULD THAT BE
IF WORDS THAT WERE SPOKEN HAD NOT SHATTERED ME
IF I WAS UNBROKEN, I'D NEVER KNOW
THE BEAUTY OF HOPE AND HOW FAR GRACE WILL GO
TO BE UNBROKEN, TO BE UNBROKEN-
The things you found (to use against me)
Have lost their sound (where mercy and truth meet)
I fell to the Father's feet, His words washed all over me
And all the scars you made
Watch them fade away
[refrain]
I've tasted bitter, tasted sweet
Embraced the victory and some defeat
I've tasted bitter, tasted sweet
I've found the beauty in the place they meet
[refrain]
song performed by by ZoeGirl
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Lava Lamp
In the half light of the evening
I could almost see you glow, I can tell by the way you're moving,
Time may be right to let you know,
you've got a many coloured halo, the body of venus
a babe rainbow and if I come on any closer, I might fall into your silhouette
but the shape of things to come is constantly changing
so let it, so let it, so let it flow
lava lava lava lamp, lava lava lava lamp
indigo, violet and blue, can we meet where the edge is blur cause I am comin' atcha, like a bug eye heading for the burn
the truth is I can't stay away, no I wanna let you light my volcano
and maybe it's just my imagination, but you never know
because the shape of things to come is constantly changing
so let it, so let it, so let it flow
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
so let it, so let it, so let it ...
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
lava lava lava lamp, I'd love to turn you on
song performed by by Duran Duran
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I Am A Path With So Many Conduits
i am a path with so many conduits
so please do not follow me
every path leads to a hundred paths
and you shall be lost
but keep the faith and love
and soon you will find
the only way
leading to my heart
when you reach there
(do not use your mind)
you may see yourself grieving
i have long been taken away
and i have no words or substance
no flesh or even bones
use the skin of your fingertips
to feel the dust
see the stain and do not ever wash
what is there is there
i am the eye staring at you, drowsy
about the coming
of something that is yet to be known
you shall not understand
neither shall i.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The River & The Highway
(gerry house/don schlitz)
She follows the path of least resistance
She doesnt care to see the mountain top
She twists and turns with no regard to distance
She never comes to a stop
And she rolls, shes a river
Where she goes, time will tell
Heaven knows, he cant go with her
And she rolls, all by herself
All by herself
Hes headed for a single destination
He doesnt care whats standing in his path
Hes a line between two points of separation
He ends just where it says to on the map
And he rolls, hes a highway
Where he goes, time will tell
Heaven knows, she cant go with him
And he rolls, all by himself
All by himself
And every now and then, he offers her a shoulder
And every now and then, she overflows
And every now and then, a bridge crosses over
Its a moment that every lover knows
And she rolls (and he rolls)
Shes a river (hes a highway)
Where she goes (where he goes)
Time will tell (time will tell)
Heaven knows she cant go with him (he cant go with her)
And she rolls all by herself
And he rolls all by himself
Fare thee well
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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Everlasting Skin
A breath of air vanishes from me,
Imperiling the meeting of ways I have been;
The baby so schooled in politics
Is now irrepressible and naughty.
A contaminated skin has been devised
By the infant’s soul and flesh,
Division was never happiness for him.
Flesh was a noisy substance for this lad
Who empties his skin like a snake,
Vanishing skin is the cause of his disease
That grows and unites beyond the call of duty.
Air is the fuel my fellow finds and discovers
From the faults of the skin, from everlasting skin.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dunne Studying.
Dunne watches her mistress sleep.
There is the flickering of the eyelids
As if in dream. She gets out of bed
And with soft tread walks to her
Mistress’s bed side and looks down.
She holds her breath. She takes in
Each aspect of the face and neck
And how the hair is spread upon
The pillow. She wants to lean down
And kiss the lips, put flesh to flesh.
She hovers like some hawk waiting
To fly down and take her fine prey.
She breathes out slowly. She watches
The rise and fall of her mistress’s breast.
She moves out a hand to lay it there
But does not touch. She imagines so.
Imagines also climbing into the bed
And snuggling up close and kissing
The nape of neck. Her hand lingers
Over the breasts. Her eyes greedily
Study the soft cheek. She breathes
In deep. Her heart pounds within her
Breast. So near so near. She imagines
Lying within those arms and feeling
The hands caress her back. Her mistress
Stirs and she moves away. Walks back
To her own bed to await the light of day.
poem by Terry Collett
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Dancing On The Moon
(ian hunter/darrell bath/honest john plain)
(transcribed by colin ford)
Oh!!
Well I climbed through the fence, out with the (? ), head for the river plate(? ).
The rivers not tame, heat in the city meant dogs cant smell the same.
Dont wait up, Ill be home soon, but I cant come now cos im
Dancing on the (dancing, dancing) moon, yeah.
(dancing, dancing....)
I crawl like a snake, seen a better daybreak, I sleep when Im wide awake.
All my bodys achin, I know theyre tryin to break me, but thats a chance i
Gotta take.
Oh, dont wait up, Ill be home soon, but I cant come now cos im
Dancing, dancing, dancing (dancing on the moon) dancing, dancing, dancing on
The moon
All right.
Im outside a memphis, my motors little danger(? ) she gives me
Pharmaceuticals
Knowin my friends, they help me beat the hangman, they know Im innocent
Well thats all right, Ill be home soon, but I cant come now cos im
Dancing, dancing (dancing, dancing) on the moon
(dancing, dancing on the moon) .
I can see your house in between the trees
I can feel your body shakin in between my knees.
You know it feels so low, I come so far
I always love to have some fire on me
Youre looking so good
Well I got me a room, cant say where it is, you can guess the address
Well I need some money, need it in a special place, not try the weaknesses(? )
Wake up (? ) , nursin my wounds, I told you I was comin, I was comin home soon. yeah.
(want you, want you, want you, want you right away, )
((to fade))
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Voyage of the Mind
Imagination is the infinite place
The soul is the vehicle of a dream
The mind is the engine of the soul
Doomed at the rotunda of darkness
The wicked flesh longed to retire
For its greed of satisfaction
The mind ignited to its journey
Dream came along to its grandeur
Engrossed by the replica of wishes
Adjourned by the muster of the soul
So the voyage of the mind continues
Its destination is beyond imagination
That only soul and dream can capture
But when awakened by a nightmare
The soul returns to the flesh
With the breaking in of a day dream
The voyage of the mind still remains
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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2: 25 P.M. Roxas
there are things that do not jibe
round peg to a square hole for instance
birds that dive and fly in the belly of the sea
or fish that swim in the molten lava of the earth
us, for instance, is another thing
we have ceased to be human tired of the power of words in our lips
we should have kissed as often as we signify a love that does not change
but, we are some of these things that do not jibe at last
our dances have become awkward
people are watching and they just couldn't say it honestly that we have to stop
us, scarecrows
not scared but powerless over the vultures that feed on our flesh
over those birds that steal the grains of our youth
over time that is too cruel
us, feeding upon us,
about to puke.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Foeticide
Ends did not meet, like beginnings,
fact was insulted by fiction:
the newborn stuns the God.
Drop by drop
life drips from ankles.
Desolation takes advantage,
forgets the path, becomes self-centered.
Dialect changes, to taste the foul
heritage,
cadaver breaks the glass jar.
Foeticide of a flute, overnight
the soft face becomes dark. Orange moon
floats like an empty boat.
Waves burn
for the sake of swollen lids of time.
The essence of lies weaves a theme
a skull rolls down on a slide
laughing like sin of omissions.
Night screams.
A hot sun glows from the window.
poem by Satish Verma
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What is it all about
We try to talk about many things
Petty and not so vulgar
We try to overwhelm ourselves
With so much words as I choose
What to put to make you marvel
And you pretend you marvel
That I make sense, but in truth
That is not the point of this meeting
Of two souls, it is the meeting of bodies
Of two bodies, needing each other’s warmth
And wrath, as I tell you about something
Interesting, you know that I am just
Pretending, my eyes are looking at every
Corner of your skin, the tip of your fingers
Wanting to touch me, too,
The softness of your body, the lines in
Your curvatures, swaying towards
My lips, I stop, I kneel before your
Gentleness, as you close your eyes
As you hold my hair, as you caress
My neck, my arms, my chest and you
Have sympathies for my gentleness
My humiliation, you ask me with the
Signal of your hands, and eyes, and
Lips that I rise up
To kiss you, it is all about it, and
We have no chance saying words
Again, we breathe each other’s longings
We fill our mutual emptiness, like we
Are all cups now filled with air.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stop Stop Stop
(clarke - hicks - nash)
See the girl with cymbals on her fingers
Entering through the door
Ruby glistening from her navel
Shimmering around the floor
Bells on feet go ting-a ling-a linging
Going through my head
Sweat is falling just-a like-a tear drops
Running from her head
Now shes dancing, going through the movements
Swaying to and fro
Body moving, bringing back a memory
Thoughts of long ago
Blood is rushing, temperature is rising
Sweating from my brow
Like a snake, her body fascinates me
I cant look away now
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Give me time to breathe
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Or Ill have to leave
Now shes moving all around the tables
Luring all in sight
But I know that she cannot see me
Hidden by the light
Closer, closer, she is getting nearer
Soon shell be in reach
As I enter into a spotlight
She stands lost for speech
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Give me time to breathe
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Or Ill have to leave
Break
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Give me time to breathe
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Or Ill have to leave
Now I hold her, people are staring
Dont know what to think
And we struggle knocking over tables
Spilling all the drinks
Cant they understand that I want her
Happens every week
Heavy hand upon my collar
Throws me in the street
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Give me time to breathe
Stop, stop, stop all the dancing
Or Ill have to leave
song performed by by Hollies
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