A Friend Passing
Resting by the road
Open to the sky
Watching for the birds
And whatever else goes by
Resting by the road
Listening for the rain
Would have made better time
Except for needing the cane
It helps me to get along
Sometimes gets in my way
Just like my friend
With whom I used to share the day
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Let me keep watch
Let me keep watch
Over your body when
You are resting in peace.
Let me sacrifice
My meditation to you
When you are resting in peace
Let me protect your body
From rotting
When you are resting in peace.
Let me protect your memories
And dreamless dreams
When you are resting in peace.
Let me plant a fruit tree
Above you that I may still eat
When you are resting in peace.
Let me storm the gates of heaven
When you are resting in peace.
Let me give you oblation
Of our experience
When you are resting in peace.
Let me breathe for you
When you are resting in peace.
Let me douse the fires of hell
When you are resting in peace.
Let me glorify your name
When you are resting in peace.
Let me be your counterpoint
When you are resting in peace.
Let me overcome the light
When you are resting in peace.
Let me touch your organs
When you are resting in peace.
Let me drink your water
When you are resting in peace.
Let me describe your bones
When you are resting in peace.
Let me dream your dreams
When you are resting in peace.
poem by David E. Patton
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Foolish Flames
All the patients at the clinic make a hall of flames,
Admitting them into schools for the occupation;
Resting this time, a nice trick of the soul and mind,
Resting and suffering superbly, in the mind.
May celery and carrot be the real meal,
The brave ones conquer all, they just conquer.
These men and women are ghosts of children,
Killing all the time, some of us are not dead.
Death has been miraculous tonight,
Sleeping shall be fine, as more than health is absent.
Rolling the eyes helps my path and road
On the way, on the real way.
All these distresses conquer me as I speak
To the pillow and bed, the straw mat of foolery.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Rain
The logic of rain
Is that when it comes it makes
And always makes the road wet.
Can the rain be illogical at any time?
Can the road also conspire? So that
When it rains the road would have its way
Of not getting wet, and you are somehow
Confused
And reason out that this cannot be true
And that logic
Will always be faithful to you.
Beware. The time comes when the road
Deceives you. It deceived you once, and I can
Deceive you some more
You always walked on it
With a raincoat
When the rain came
The road hid
In the flood of your asphyxiated mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Death's Time Comes Shy
Never resting;
Time!
The silver arm
bleeds silver:
blood.
Death beckons
Cries. Cuts.
CALM.
Death hides,
waits...
Always watching.
Never resting.
Time. Time.
TIME.
Bound No’th Blues
Goin’ down the road, Lawd,
Goin’ down the road.
Down the road, Lawd,
Way,way down the road.
Got to find somebody
To help me carry this load.
Road’s in front o’ me,
Nothin’ to do but walk.
Road’s in front of me,
Walk…an’ walk…an’ walk.
I’d like to meet a good friend
To come along an’ talk.
Hates to be lonely,
Lawd, I hates to be sad.
Says I hates to be lonely,
Hates to be lonely an’ sad,
But ever friend you finds seems
Like they try to do you bad.
Road, road, road, O!
Road, road…road…road, road!
Road, road, road, O!
On the no’thern road.
These Mississippi towns ain’t
Fit fer a hoppin’ toad.
poem by Langston Hughes
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At cross road
Never but at cross road,
Are we at cross road?
Is there any load?
Why not we meet?
Even at cross road.
Are we blood thirsty?
And care for no one,
who may come but none?
Doesn’t concern everyone?
Even at cross road.
Can we not share?
Misery and poverty,
happiness and unhappiness,
hunger and roofless human,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut?
Burn the green forest,
and big trees,
do we want disaster?
Even at cross road.
Rain is scarce,
food also less,
nature is finished,
no bloom for ever,
even at cross road.
Why do we cut throat?
Merely for greed,
does the religion preach?
Priests or heads just teach
Even at cross road.
I may not survive,
peace may not revive,
nobody will also survive,
we will soon be extinct,
even at cross road.
Time is running out,
Still human race is not out,
We may still be in,
Kindness may be over,
Even at cross road,
Life is worth to live in,
forget not but just be in,
embrace but not embarrass them,
help but not reject them
Even at cross road.
We May still not adopt,
remain at large but not still opt,
is the nature so cruel?
Kill and get also killed?
Even at cross road
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Last Open Road
How fast can I run?
How far can I go?
These are the questions,
The young want to know
I met her in Brooklyn,
She was coming from a place
I said "where are you going to"?
She said "where have you been"?
'Cos I'm trapped in here,
Set me free
I know your world let me see
Take me down that last open road
Take me down that last open road
Take me down that last open road
I know there is so much past
this place
I see it smile on your jagged,
ragged face
Something tells me,
something strong
There's a world I've heard of,
So before it's gone
Take me down that last open road
Take me down that last open road
song performed by by Chris Rea
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IF Only We Used Christian Resources
If you can read the Bible
And help others read it, too,
Or quote a sacred Scripture,
To share God's point of view,
Or preach a precious parable,
To give some folks a clue,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
For these things Christ would do.
If you can paint a portrait,
Or sculpture from cold clay,
Or create a masterpiece
That pianists can play,
Or fashion silver and fine gold,
For crosses, so we pray,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
Yes, you are on the Way...
If you can write a poem down
That Christians call sublime,
Or decorate a Christmas cake
Before that special time,
Or ring Church bells in unison
And harmonies that chime,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
As you, to Heaven, climb...
If you, like other Christians, use
Resources God has blessed,
Spread revelations you can spare,
Worldwide - north, south, east, west,
Or open up your bank account
And tithe, your faith to test,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
Where God's saints do their best!
poem by Denis Martindale
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Just Being Alone
just being alone
my head resting on my fist
and listening
to the falling rain
on the second week
of december
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Road/Yes The Road Again
THE ROAD/ YES THE ROAD AGAIN
The road
Yes the road again
To see to feel
The beauty of the new in an ancient landscape-
Green green the trees
And blue the sky
And light the morning world-
The new
the road
The open road again
Who would have believed
I would ever find it again?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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October Road
Well im-a going back down maybe one more time
Deep down home, october road
And I might like to see that little friend of mine
That I left behind once upon a time
Oh, promised land and me still standing
Its a test of time
Its a real good sign
Let the sun run down right behind the hill
I know how to stand there still till the moon rise up
Right behind the pine, oh lord
October road
(repeat)
Its the big-time life that I cant abide
Raise my rent. tan my hide.
Sweet call of the countryside
Go down slow. open wide.
I did my time
And it changed my mind
Im satisfied oh.
I got so low down, fed up
My god, I could hardly move
Wont you come on, my brother
Get on up and help me find my groove
Keep me walking, october road.
Keep me walking in the sunshine, yeah
A little friend of mine
October road
(repeat)
Help me now
song performed by by James Taylor
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Strangers
Where are you going I dont mind
Ive killed my world and Ive killed my time
So where do I go what do I see
I see many people coming after me
So where are you going to I dont mind
If I live too long Im afraid Ill die
So I will follow you wherever you go
If your offered hand is still open to me
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
So youve been where Ive just come
From the land that brings losers on
So we will share this road we walk
And mind our mouths and beware our talk
till peace we find tell you what Ill do
All the things I own I will share with you
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
Well take what we want and give the rest away
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
Holy man and holy priest
This love of life makes me weak at my knees
And when we get there make your play
cos soon I feel youre gonna carry us away
In a promised lie you made us believe
For many men there is so much grief
And my mind is proud but it aches with rage
And if I live too long Im afraid Ill die
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
Strangers on this road we are on
We are not two we are one
song performed by by Kinks
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Star
Walkin alone at night in the cold rain
Wondrin if I will see you again
In some corner light
Runnin down the road in the warm sun
Dreaming that I am still the one
Resting by your side
You took the road to fortune and fame
Your name in lights
I want you to know I still feel the same
Star, I still love you
I still love you
Remembering when you played me that first song
The first show that you asked me along
Just to be around
Workin so hard till you got that first break
You said you could turn them around
Give them something new
You took the road to fortune and fame
Your name in lights
I want you to know I still feel the same
Star, I still love you
I still love you
Got that photograph of you and me
I hear your voice on the radio
Will I ever lay with you again
Nobody planned it we just seemed to drift now
I always seem to have to leave
Just as you come around
But someday soon girl I just got to see
I just gotta find out
If we still have time
Chorus:
(mccafferty, charlton)
Copyright 1978 nazsongs/panache music ltd.
International copyright secured. all rights reserved.
1979 a&m records, inc.
song performed by by Nazareth
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The Wayfarers
Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place
Made fair by one another for a while.
Now, for a god-speed, one last mad embrace;
The long road then, unlit by your faint smile.
Ah! the long road! and you so far away!
Oh, I'll remember! but . . . each crawling day
Will pale a little your scarlet lips, each mile
Dull the dear pain of your remembered face.
. . . Do you think there's a far border town, somewhere,
The desert's edge, last of the lands we know,
Some gaunt eventual limit of our light,
In which I'll find you waiting; and we'll go
Together, hand in hand again, out there,
Into the waste we know not, into the night?
poem by Rupert Brooke
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Wayfarers, The
Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place
Made fair by one another for a while.
Now, for a god-speed, one last mad embrace;
The long road then, unlit by your faint smile.
Ah! the long road! and you so far away!
Oh, I'll remember! but . . . each crawling day
Will pale a little your scarlet lips, each mile
Dull the dear pain of your remembered face.
. . . Do you think there's a far border town, somewhere,
The desert's edge, last of the lands we know,
Some gaunt eventual limit of our light,
In which I'll find you waiting; and we'll go
Together, hand in hand again, out there,
Into the waste we know not, into the night?
poem by Rupert Brooke
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Allison Road
(robin wilson)
Ive lost my mind on what Id find
And all of the pressure that I left behind
On allison road
Fools in the rain if the sun gets through
Fires in the heaven of the eyes I knew
On allison road
Dark clouds file in when the moon is near
Birds fly by a.m. in her bedroom stare
There was no tellin what I might find
I couldnt see I was lost at the time...
Yeah I didnt know I was lost at the time
On allison road
So she fills up her sails with my wasted breath
And each ones more wasted than the other you can bet
On allison road
Now I cant hide so why not drive
I know I want to love her but I cant decide
On allison road
I didnt know I was lost at the time
So I went looking for an exit sign
All I wanted to find tonight...
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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When I look at the road
When I look at the road
Besides my house
I remember you
I miss you, but I am
unable to find you
I miss the scene when
You cross this road
with my heart lingering
where are you?
seeing the road, I miss you
more! I need you
please come to me soon
without you! the road
seems bare lifeless
I don't want to look there
If you are listening to me
Then come to me soon
As I miss you mine
when I look at the road.
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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Rain Show
Chennai city
At south india
On the road
Rain was on the way
Town buses
Go slow too slow
At road
A road poblem
In side the bus
Rain rain drops rain
Come again
Travalling people...
Simply taken
The umberlaw
At inside the bus
With a rain!
How is the rain show?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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HIS FUNERAL (edited)
MULTICOLORED umbrellas
marching the black road
towards his final resting place
this is his funeral
people cross the bridge
of the blue river
the day is bright
and the grief is light
He must have
IF he were still alive
Disliked it
He wants black umbrellas all along
Black suits
Blue flowers
A rainy day
He wants his departure to be sad
He has many unfinished businesses
Too many sins still
Unforgiven
And needing the penance.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fatague
The mercy for those
Who have loved
On dirty streets failing fatigue
Runs in its course
Is there pity
From those watching
The pain, just a feeling.
Like a dull dagger
While resting.
My throat is strained
there I sit, Speechless
hand put fourth
Begging with those who have nothing.
Confused where does the road fork
Darkness hide direction
The light of the moon speaks,
poem by Howard Johnson
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