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The Escape

I was becoming older every day.
Uncollecting was my mantra.
I set my guards down,
lake was ready to swallow me.

Snubbing out the frills,
never before I had become naked
in the sun. Every bone was
hungry, every blood raged.

To tell the truth was a great
achievement in the blue forest
of lies. Birds flew, I killed none.

Wisdom was not my partner, I
lived with simple sentences,
ever grateful to naïve errors.

poem by Satish Verma
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A Swallow On My Neck

Oh ...
I have been smashed again
With the men from the
Old Valhalla Road Crematorium
Boring men with the same old patter
I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
And I don't know why I held out
So long for me and you
Until he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew
Then I was wrecked again
With the men full of bluff and ardour
From a well-known funeral parlour
I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
Older and wiser
Never applies to me
And so he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew
Aah ...
Oh ...
You have been telling me
That I have been
Acting childish
Foolish, ghoulish and childish
Oh, I know, I know, I know !
I know, I know, I know
But I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
Ah ...
I don't mind
Ah

song performed by by Morrissey
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Homo Erectus

(kinky friedman & panama red)
I left barber college
Searchin for knowledge,
Went to the university.
I must confess, sir
This lady professor
She turned me on to anthropology.
Now Im a homo erectus
Got to connect this
Bone that I discovered yesterday.
Tyrannosaurus
Lived in the forest,
Died because its heart got in the way.
Dear doctor howard
Come down from your tower
And join me for lunch at the y.
Although youre thirty
I still think youre pretty
Lets give it that good ole college try.
cause Im a homo erectus
Got to connect this
Bone that I discovered yesterday.
Tyrannosaurus
Lived in the forest,
Died because its heart got in the way.
Ok!
Hey jomo kenyatta
No, no, youre not a
Australopithecine boogieman.
Its took us a jillion
But were all still here, been
Boogeyin since boogeyin began.
And Im a homo erectus
Got to connect this
Bone that I discovered yesterday.
Tyrannosaurus
Lived in the forest,
Died because its heart got in the way.
You know Im a homo erectus
Got to connect this
Bone that I discovered yesterday.
Tyrannosaurus lived in the forest,
Died because its heart got in the way.
You know that Im a homo erectus
Got to connect this
Bone that I discovered yesterday.
Tyrannosaurus
Lived in the forest,
Died because its heart got in the way.
Im but a homo erectus
Got to connect this
Bone that I discovered yesterday.
Tyrannosaurus
Lived in the forest,
Died because its heart got in the way.
Watch out for homo erectus ...

song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Swallow On My Neck

Oh ...
I have been smashed again
With the men from the
Old valhalla road crematorium
Boring men with the same old patter
I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
And I dont know why I held out
So long for me and you
Until he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew
Then I was wrecked again
With the men full of bluff and ardour
From a well-known funeral parlour
I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
Older and wiser
Never applies to me
And so he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew
Aah ...
Oh ...
You have been telling me
That I have been
Acting childish
Foolish, ghoulish and childish
Oh, I know, I know, I know !
I know, I know, I know
But I dont mind
I dont mind
I dont mind
Ah ...
I dont mind
Ah ...

song performed by by Morrissey
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Ich habe dich nie je so geliebt

I never loved you more, ma soeur
Than as I walked away from you that evening.
The forest swallowed me, the blue forest, ma soeur
The blue forest and above it pale stars in the west.

I did not laugh, not one little bit, ma soeur
As I playfully walked towards a dark fate -
While the faces behind me
Slowly paled in the evening of the blue forest.

Everything was grand that one night, ma soeur
Never thereafter and never before -
I admit it: I was left with nothing but the big birds
And their hungry cries in the dark evening sky.

poem by Bertolt Brecht
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L'oiseau bleu

The lake lay blue below the hill.
O'er it, as I looked, there flew
Across the waters, cold and still,
A bird whose wings were palest blue.

The sky above was blue at last,
The sky beneath me blue in blue.
A moment, ere the bird had passed,
It caught his image as he flew.

poem by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
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Great Blue Sky

watching the great blue sky recede into the black space it really is,
listening to the lapping of an active lake under the great blue sky,
feeling the soothing warmth of an active lake under the great blue sky,
smelling the lotion passing into the soothing warmth of an active lake under the great blue sky,
tasting the freedom of summer as the lotion passes into the soothing warmth of an active lake under the great blue sky,
the great blue sky which recedes into the black space it really is.

poem by Kale Beaudry
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C'est La Vie

I've been taking what you've given
Now I'm thinkin' I've been livin'
Fantasy of your sweet smile
Sad as blue and blue as only
You can cast the color on me
Can you see my fire rain
Ohh... Ohh...
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie here am I lonely
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie here am I lonely without him
Boy you swallow truth like honey
As you spew your lies upon me
Sweet and smooth as it goes down
Ohh... Ohh...
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie here am I lonely
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie here am I lonely without him
Oh say you, say me
Say always and forev'
'Ver more I'll be
Your perfect little sugar bride
Oh if you could see,
The truth within our perfect harmony,
Your melody is bringing me down
Ohh... Ohh...
C'est La
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie here am I lonely
C'est La Vie
C'est La Vie here am I lonely without him
Without him
Boy you swallow truth like honey

song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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Whose Garden Was This?

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the whose garden was this? album, and has also been released on the changes album.
Whose garden was this
It must have been lovely
Did it have flowers
Ive seen pictures of flowers
And Id love to have smelled one
Whose river was this
You say it ran freely
Blue was its colour
And Ive seen blue in some pictures
And Id love to have been there
Tell me again, I need to know
The forest had trees, the meadows were green
The oceans were blue
And birds really flew
Can you swear that its true
Whose grey sky was this
Or was it a blue one
You say they were breezes
Ive heard records of breezes
And Id love to have felt one
Tell me again, I need to know
The forest had trees, the meadows were green
The oceans were blue
And birds really flew
Can you swear that its true
Whose garden was this
It must have been lovely
Did it have flowers
Ive seen pictures of flowers
And Id love to have smelled one
Tell me again, I need to know
Tell me again, I need to know
Tell me again, I need to know
Words and music by tom paxton

song performed by by John Denver
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Qinghai Lake

Qinghai, Qinghai Lake,
Largest salt lake in China

Blue colour water
Blue clear skies.

Birds fly near the Birds island
During spring times.

Stand high and tall at 3,600 m
Weather according to season

Sunrise at dawn
Sunset at dusk near Qinghai Lake

beautiful colourful lake
seen from hill top

Many cattle of yaks and sheep at the hills top
with the nomadic Tibetans and their tent

The lake full of beauty and colour
beyond compare

Qinghai Hu,
Many fishes and plants.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Dragon Lake

Bao Peng sat back and lit his pipe,
The hob was cold, the ash quite dead,
He drew a tiny firelight
That lit the scar high on his head.
While Zhang was hushed, he gathered round
Each brother, cousin; neighbours too,
‘Bao Peng will not begin his tale
Until your silence asks him to! ’

‘In years gone by, ’ Bao Peng began,
‘When revolution ruled this land,
Our village lived at peace back then,
We helped each other, as we can!
We grew rice in the paddy fields
Kept pigs and horses, sheep and game,
And lived, though poor, contentedly
Until the Helmsman’s Red Guards came.’

‘We drew our water from the lake
And shared in everything we grew,
The Buddhists had a temple there
A thousand years, for all we knew.
They held our manuscripts and deeds,
Cared for our souls, and history,
These holy men did no-one harm
But lived an ageless mystery!

The Red Guards came, in gangs and droves,
Just schoolkids really, like some mob,
With filthy mouths they screamed at us,
Then beat our women, killed our dogs.
They made us swear to love their Mao,
To hate the ‘Olds’ - old buildings, books,
We didn’t stand a chance -’ Peng stopped…
And felt the scar from Red Guard hooks!

‘They killed my wife, Mei Fang, ’ he said,
‘They stoned her up on Bullock Hill, ’
The tears streamed freely down his cheeks
And we could see, he loved her still!
‘And then they went down to the lake
To burn the temple, burn the books,
The monks were slaughtered, beaten down
With clubs and knives, with swords and hooks! ’

‘The flames came through the Temple roof,
The pages of the books were charred,
We stood well back, as well we knew
What they’d not know - the Beijing Guard!
A form stirred deep within the lake,
The waters moved, and out there slid
The monstrous shape of fang and claw,
The greatest ‘Old’ that ever lived! ’

‘The screams were heard for hours that night,
The ghastly shrieks of those devoured,
The ones who raised their clubs to me,
Dragged in the water, overpowered!
The Red Guards never came our way
Again, we held a village wake…
They should have asked, before they burned
Just why we called it - Dragon Lake! ’

poem by David Lewis Paget
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Life is There Where The Moment is Mine And His

It's a sultry summer day and here is a lake,
All around lies a forest with tall oaks,
We could feel the freshness of the trees,
We enjoy the green of nature and the happy birds.

Sun is setting slowly, its last shine is kissing the waves,
You are keeping my hand into yours and we are walking around the lake,
I have a great feeling, something i cant describe in words,
If exists a meaning of life, you are the meaning of everything.

He is rowing a boat crossing the lake,
Looking at each other our eyes meet,
Words are not enough to express our happiness and love,
Our silence is a romance in moonlight.

Phosphorescence of the moon in lake water,
Was reflecting in his eyes such brightness,
I can see the joy of his face, his magnetic smile,
We'll seal this love with a tender hug and a kiss.

We'll float on the lake took by the wind,
His arms wrapping me meanwhile we gaze to each other,
He is mine and i belong to him to eternity,
Life is there where the moment is mine and his.

poem by Cristina Teodor
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The Truth That Sets You Free!

the worth of truth lies not
in whether Buddha said it,
Jesus said it, or even one of
the great thinkers or poets
said it...
the worth of truth lies in
whether you've experienced it,
felt it, lived it, whether it
is exuded through the pores of
your very being...
this is the truth that sets
you free... the truth that changes,
breathes, and lives!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Mantra

MANTRA
I went to buy a pen
And asked the sales woman
In a lighter vein
“I’m going to pen
A poem; the best of my writings
Give me that green one
After sanctifying
With a mantra of your religion
Or that of mine”

She replied with a humble mien
“I know Sir, no mantra, no hymn
God, the Almighty will
Take care of all”

I said with a smile
“Thanks! I liked this mantra”

poem by Sathya Narayana
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In Cause Truth Risk All Truth Defend

Lies are told by those too scared,
too lazy, or too naive to tell the truth.
But predominantly lies are told
by master manipulators who seek
to conquer others exploit divide.
Enlightened souls must tell truth
in cause truth risk all truth defend.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Holding Onto A Discipline

I regard the making of an effort,
With actual attempts to do my best...
As my greatest achievement.
Compared to the many experiences I've had.

Holding onto a discipline,
And devoted to it isn't as simple as it seems.
I've learned the bigger the dream wished,
The more unnoticed to others is one's sacrifice.

And if the acquiring of money and things,
Is not associated to one's produced dreams...
One's achievement is not validated.
Although a life lived in a superficial existence is.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Light That He Was Talking About

IT takes me months
to realize that
it was him who saw the
light,

HE stayed inside
the cubicles of his wisdom
I strayed
from the doors of my
prison
I chose to become a blue
butterfly
fluttering my blue wings
in the garden
of love (and lust as he sees
it)
I have chosen
a short span,
this perceived quality
of a life
well lived
in the beauty of my errors,
my truths,
my altruistic feeling that i have done
what i must do

They that command me
have found
the uselessness of their
mandatory lists
of what not
what ifs
what musts.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Errors

there will be always errors
my errors
not yours, even your errors
shall be mine
for there will always be errors
that is too normal
for our lifetime
too short to be erroneous
but always real
too real to be touched
too exciting
to be always noticed
and too numb to be affected
by their
hypocrisies

you too? oh my, why?
don't you like to be the most normal
bird with only two wings
to fly?
how can you use a third wing?
to see with the third eye
aren't you funny to see
on this third
excess?

come, let us feast on these errors
drink these glasses of errors
be filled and vomit with errors
defecate these errors
and be empty again
after having learned so much
to become the
newest genius in this town

of errors.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Naked

So you want me to take it off
Just to see whats
Underneath my cloth
Ill show you Im every
Inch a man
Measure all that you
Think you can
Im more than what
Meets the eye
Flesh n blood is
Often a white lie
By the cover you misjudge
The book
Open your mind and take
Another look
Naked, and Im unashamed
Naked, with no one to blame
Naked, ya you want the truth
Naked, heres my birthday suit
Naked, naked, naked, naked
I pretend to be not anyone
Except me and my imperfections
There is nothing i
Expect of you
That you wouldnt
Expect of me, too
Chorus
Will you excuse me for my ignorance
cause I can see only one
Difference
Those of you who seek to find
While all the others choose
To walk n talk blind

song performed by by Extreme
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Once That Little Boy

To be grateful and feel blessed,
To have accomplished 'something'...
I can look upon and be proud of the doing,
Is an achievement...
A little boy with a dream,
Who was told many years ago...
Could never be done,
Since no one else had done it before.
Is?
Well...

To be grateful and feel blessed,
To have accomplished 'something'...
I can look upon and be proud of the doing,
Is an achievement...
A grown man,
Once that little boy...
Could never say in words,
What that feeling is to make sense.
It's...?
Well,
Unexplainable.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Handful Of Victories

Where death
and exotica meet,
life stands naked
in midst of our sacred hymns,
Shadow fighting is not actuality.
An essay on truth fades.
Someday I will pull down the curtain.

At the end of the road, death waits,
apologizing for coming unannounced.
A white cloud drifts in our arms.
The deep sorrow walks with us
and the empty home,
now belongs to moonlight.

In nothingness our achievement claims.
A handful of victories,
tossing here and there.
The empty words transport
the dark lies.
The truth lies bleeding,
and we flee,
from our predictions.

poem by Satish Verma
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