Back of the Car
Sat in the back of the car
By night, glancing out
At every passing star
By day the trees as they
Pass as a blur, watching the birds
Fly free.
Deep in thought with a
Plagued mind, full of sorrows,
Secrets and questions with
Desert mirage answers,
Looking with a lead weighted
Head and heart gazing out the
Back window of the car.
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poem by Robert Eclipse
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Devil or Angel
Sitting here alone, in the swarthy night,
Watching the star along with the crescent moonlight,
I feel I’ve fell down to a dark side of my heart,
I thought I’ve become a horrific person,
I don’t even know who I am,
I thought I’ve became lunatic,
I thought the sun would never rise again,
I thought the night would lead this world to the dark,
But it’s only bundle of my mind,
I’m not lunatic yet,
The sun still rise in the east,
Shines bright to the world,
But I realize something,
I’ve become a horrific person,
The darkness has lead me to the virulence,
Burry down my holy side,
Lead me to the devil,
Lead me to the hell,
Lead me to the eternal torture flame,
I need my angel come back,
Lead me to the light,
Lead me to the benevolence,
Burry down my evil side of my heart,
I really need my angel to come back,
Help me to seize the light,
Help me to get out of this darkness,
Help me find the eternal happiness
But I don’t know where is my angel,
I don’t know who is my angel,
May be my angel is at the cross of these oceans,
Or may be my angel is you…
Fin
poem by Chris Natalius
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The Bless Of My Own Silence....
in this place
the first thing that i hear every morning
is the song of the birds
on top of trees
as they prepare to leave
after a night's sleep
as i open my window
and light is still young like some eyes blinking
i wonder
what are these birds up to
they do not build their nests here
they just come
spend a night and then leave and are back again
on the same hour of the same night
i try to ask more questions
that i myself have to answer
but then
something comes up within
the reasons do not really matter
it is their songs
the harmony with the wind
the joy of the trees
the bliss
of my own silence....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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THE BLISS OF MY OWN SILENCE (revised)
in this place
the first thing that i hear every morning
is the song of the birds
on top of trees
as they prepare to leave
after a night's sleep
as i open my window
and light is still young like some eyes blinking
i wonder
what are these birds up to?
they do not build their nests here
they just come
spend a night and then leave and are back again
on the same hour of the another night
i try to ask more questions
that i myself have to answer
but then
something comes up within
the reasons do not really matter
it is their songs
the harmony with the wind
the joy of the trees
the bliss
of my own silence....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Only You
Only you have the answers
But the questions you have to find
Only you know the secrets
But the truth lies deep in your mind
Only you are the answer
You turn the night into day - yeah
Only you are the manchild
You are the light and you are the way
Tell me the secrets
I wanna know
Tell me the secrets
I wanna know
Only you
Only you are the manchild
You are the light and you are the way
I cant believe this is is true
Why do I listen to you
If I am all that you say
Why am I still so afraid
Only you.... ! only you.... !
Only you.... !
In every age
In every time
A hero is born
As if by a grand design
song performed by by Kiss
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Cold Shoulder
Watching the stars on primrose hill
The moon is high and the city is still
I came here to escape the chill
Of your cold shoulder
Evil sometimes the things you say
If you really wish I would just go away
Then why do you cry
Like a little child
All your world thats what you say I am
Im working so hard to be a better man
You know Ill never ever lie, never play those games with my mind
Youll be the loser, you might find
Questions lead to answers in time
While youre so cold, so cold inside
Remember that fight in amsterdam
When I made you cry cause I know I can?
You could not escape the chill
Of my cold, cold shoulder
All your world thats what you say I am
Im working so hard to be a better man
You know Ill never ever lie, never play those games with my mind
Youll be the loser, you might find
Questions lead to answers in time
While youre so cold
I know youre hurting inside
Want someone to pay for the tears you cry
Aint gonna be me, not this time
Never lie, never play those games with my mind
Youll be the loser, you might find
Questions lead to answers in time
While youre so cold, so cold inside
Never play those games with my mind
Youll be the loser, you might find
Questions lead to answers in time
While youre so cold, so cold inside
I know youre hurting
Im hurting too
But I dont wanna hurt you
cause I love you
But my head says not this time
song performed by by Culture Club
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Little Devotional
Well I'm blowing smoke out of your window
And you're slipping back into your dress
You know you were always such a lady
I've always been impressed
But gentlemen
They don't ask questions
Just keep quiet
She'll pay attention
Gentlemen don't ask questions
We could pay attention
I said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers."
Said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers."
Well I pictured you in blue
But I have to say I'm more partial to the red
Deep, dark, and devastating
Leaving no question as to where you've been
I calm the crowd by keeping quiet
Move like a shadow up to your matress
Gentlemen don't ask questions
We could pay attention
Do you think he'd be better ('Cause we're down for competition)
Doing what I do best?
Do you think he'd be better (This could all be on purpose)
Doing what I do best?
I said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers."
Said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers."
Do you think he'd be better
Doing what I do best?
Do you think he'd be better
Doing what I do best?
Do you think he'd be better ('Cause we're down for competition)
Doing what I do best?
Do you think he'd be better (This could all be on purpose)
Doing what I do best?
I said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers."
Said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers."
Said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers."
Said, "I'm gonna have myself in shambles
Before your folks are up and looking for some answers.
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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On & On (Mersey Song)
Out through the foggy window there just to see the eyes of my future children
looking back at me back through the foggy window
on and on miles pass years turn over
on and on there from that rolled down window ponies run free
cradled protectively there in the greenery somewhere I keep this picture
on and on miles pass years turn over
on and on for all the roads we've travelled
and all the bridges burned I was thinking out loud the ways
of the world that all seem so constant how few
of the lessons we really have learned.
out through the foggy window frozen in frame capturing passing pictures
life's last refrain, memories ashes scatter
on and on miles pass years turn over
on and on
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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On & On
Music by 10,000 maniacs - lyrics by mary ramsey
Out through the foggy window there
Just to see the eyes of my future children
Looking back at me
Back through the foggy window
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on
There from that rolled down window
Ponies run free cradled protectively
There in the greenery somewhere
I keep this picture
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on
For all the roads we've travelled
And all the bridges burned
I was thinking out loud the ways of the world
That all seem so constant
How few of the lessons we really have learned.
Out through the foggy window frozen in frame
Capturing passing pictures life's lastrefrain,
Memories ashes scatter
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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The Sea
As I stand gazing at the sea,
Serenity enraptures me.
The ocean's constant motion
Spins a trance like a potion.
Here is where I want to be.
My triumphs and sorrows,
My todays and tomorrows
All blur as waves pass me,
In the rhythmic rush
Of this unending sea.
A lesson I'll learn
From my stem to my stern.
The sea has set me free.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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On On
Music by 10,000 maniacs - lyrics by mary ramsey
Out through the foggy window there
Just to see the eyes of my future children
Looking back at me
Back through the foggy window
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on
There from that rolled down window
Ponies run free cradled protectively
There in the greenery somewhere
I keep this picture
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on
For all the roads weve travelled
And all the bridges burned
I was thinking out loud the ways of the world
That all seem so constant
How few of the lessons we really have learned.
Out through the foggy window frozen in frame
Capturing passing pictures lifes lastrefrain,
Memories ashes scatter
On and on
Miles pass years turn over
On and on.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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All Roads Lead To You
Headed north on a one-way trip
I never thought Id be back this way
I never thought Id be missing you
Enough to suffer for the whole night through
Headed south and I didnt look back
I rode the wind off a beaten track
Tried running from the thought of you
Haunted down by what I know is true
To the north
To the south
It dont matter
Every road leads to you
(Im coming home)
Chorus:
All roads lead to you
Wherever I go
Everytime I told you I was just passing through
What my heart didnt know, was all roads lead to you
Headed east on an amtrak train
I hit the city in the pouring rain
I never thought Id be calling you
Every hour from that hotel room
Headed west on a jumbo jet
I rode off into the red sunset
I stood there knocking on the devils door
Wondering what the hell im searchin for
To the east
To the west
It dont matter
Every road leads to you
(Im coming home)
Chorus
All my life, the winding road Ive followed, has led me straight to your arms
All roads lead to you
(gotta get back to you, baby)
Wherever I go
(ah, yeah, yeah)
Everytime I told you I was just passing through
What my heart didnt know, was all roads lead to you
Im coming home to you , baby, oooooo
All roads lead to you
(Im coming home)
All roads lead to you
(never goin away again)
All roads lead to you
(ah, ha, yeah)
All roads lead to you
All roads lead to you
(gotta get back to you, woman)
All roads lead to you
All roads lead to you
All roads lead to you
song performed by by Chicago
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Set them free..They will multiply..
Watching the birds is real fun,
no need dime, only the time,
colorful birds to colored birds,
chirping birds to singing birds,
flying birds to walking birds,
cunning birds to love birds,
Watching birds is just a lesson,
making mind to have a vision.
collect the twigs to make the nest,
one by one, they think the best,
choose the right tree,
just high and free,
Making the nest perfect,
without any single defect,
The birds toil together or alone,
all day long until it is done.
I bought two love birds,
that were kept in a cage.
Hung the cage under the balcony,
above the reach of dogs not felony.
chirping disturbed their sleep,
Nikko, the dog set them free.
Only two flew away,
but I have a few dozens now,
making their nests,
right in front of me, on the trees.
Watching the birds is real fun,
no need dime, only the time.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Gazing Upon A Star In Memory Of Another Star
Sometimes we take moments for granted
Some days we never really appreciate the meaning of life
Somehow we never realize what it really means to spend a day with those we care about
So somewhere beyond the clouds I hope we will meet again
so that I can make it up to you for the moments we never had.
With tears flowing to tell my sorrow,
Here I am gazing upon a star in memory of another star
Clock ticked, seasons changed
Smiles came, laughter passed
Wounds would heal but scars never did
Heart still bleeding a sea of pain,
Guess the bandages can never conceal the lesion left behind
If I had one wish it's your smile on my wish list
Two words to say, I'd say them to you
But now all I can do is gaze upon a star in memory of another star
Wish I could turn back the hands of time to make the moments we never lived
But it feels like the clock stopped ticking when your heart stopped beating
I kept believing because I never wanted to start grieving
I held their hands to keep them strong and with your words I sought to console them
Couldn't shed a tear because I had to dry their tears
But here I am drowning in my tears wishing I had someone to come comfort me
But all I can do is gaze upon a star in memory of another star
With 1 hand high I'll take 6 steps back
Can't breathe no more so I'll take a 0 to the floor and cry some more
8 moves to get up, I hope it's enough to express the pain deep inside my chest
i thought 0 wounds were left but it's truly a valley of anguish and I'm scared to visit it
hands together so I'll pray to the Lord that at His feet we'll meet again
Feel like I'm at the worlds edge trying to dance the pain away
1,6,0,8,0,9 are the figures my head will never forget.
So I'll dance and move all those steps till they spell that date
When I sat all alone gazing out into the night sky with 2 eyes wet
just like I'm doing now with both eyes soaked
Gazing upon a star in memory of you.
poem by Sir T.A.E.P.S
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Take Me Back
I thought I saw you from a distance
I swore I'd find you once again
Touched that feelin' for an instance
Could not recall just where or when
Oh no
Some desert island off Marocco
We had a love so hard to find
Oh so full of life, so free and easy
Another place, another time, oh
Take me back
I wanna be there with you
It happened just like that yeah
Slip in a dream or two
Come on, take me back
Oh, deja vu
One soul, one mind
One light that shines
One love so fine
Oh, come on, take me back
Some call it fate, some superstition
Some call it luck, it's all the same
Just one of the mysteries of creation
Something you feel but can't explain
Oh, take me back
I wanna be there with you
It happened just like that, baby
I've fallin' deep into
Oh girl, come on
I want you to take me there
Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know...
Come on, take me back, baby
I swear I've been with you
It happened just like that
Send me a dream or two
Come on take me back
Oh, deja vu
song performed by by Van Halen
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Take Me Back (Deja Vu)
I thought I saw you from a distance
I swore I'd find you once again
Touched that feelin' for an instance
Could not recall just where or when
Oh no
Some desert island off Marocco
We had a love so hard to find
Oh so full of life, so free and easy
Another place, another time, oh
Take me back
I wanna be there with you
It happened just like that yeah
Slip in a dream or two
Come on, take me back
Oh, deja vu
One soul, one mind
One light that shines
One love so fine
Oh, come on, take me back
Some call it fate, some superstition
Some call it luck, it's all the same
Just one of the mysteries of creation
Something you feel but can't explain
Oh, take me back
I wanna be there with you
It happened just like that, baby
I've fallin' deep into
Oh girl, come on
I want you to take me there
Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know...
Come on, take me back, baby
I swear I've been with you
It happened just like that
Send me a dream or two
Come on take me back
Oh, deja vu
song performed by by Van Halen
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The Broken Window
you promise you'll be back
I'm here waiting
Days after Days
I'm here crying
Night after Night
Everyday my window are cracking
me with the broken window
you left without saying goodbye
you leave me alone in this cold weather
I'm here watching
cars passing by
I'm here hoping
I'll see you again
I'm here wishing
you were here next to me.
me with
The Broken Window
poem by Guenael Oristel
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Eaten In Eden
Eve, the Mother of Mothers,
Woken from her first sleep,
Thoughts coursing through her brain,
Accepting every sight and sound,
Sensing the presence of her humanity...
This form was all she was,
It ended there beyond herself,
Yet there before her some likeness,
Some extra humanity...
Words within her telling her things,
Recognising colours and forms,
Seeing flying birds and crawling creatures,
Seeing eyes looking back at her...
Ears, what were these hidden in her hair?
Detectors of left and right events,
Alert to buzzing of bees, eagles landing,
Her own movements across the grass...
And hands and feet, shaped alike,
Fit for purpose, yet what purpose?
Then there were bones within warm skin,
Yet even more, blue lines above bones.
Strange endings, nails, hard skins,
Fingers and toes curling, gripping,
Chest curves hiding the human heart,
More bones front and back,
Being able to twist left and right...
Hair, strange, without senses, dead,
Like twigs on trees, hanging down,
Then an awareness of something,
There between two eyes, a shape,
A mere blur when the eyes are open,
One eye closed and it appears...
And what is that drawing in and forcing out?
The chest filling and emptying,
Yet again, for what purpose?
Oh, my, the amazing concept of the head,
A heavy rock to carry, perhaps for balance?
And a falling gap for thoughts to share,
Leaving her head to venture forth,
And thus she talks and walks to Adam,
To be touched and embraced, softly,
To feel the warmth of his skin...
Is that how she looks with hair and form,
With arms and legs, fingers and toes,
A few differences, yet much the same?
If so, then why, for what purpose?
Strange thoughts tumbling within,
Puzzled frowns upon her brow...
What am I? What are you? What are we?
And slowly the answers unfolding before her,
As if she were a child beside him,
Needing to be taught afresh, listening,
Yet feeling inferior for lack of knowledge,
Surely knowledge is power, to be desired?
And what now? Rules? Told what to do?
This, yes, that, no? For what purpose?
Confusion as to Creation, her creation,
All these creatures, lovely, ugly, why?
Birds flying, yet she had no wings, why?
Forced to walk, forced to run, but why?
Flying is easier, faster, more beautiful...
Adam, fellow humanity, fellow thinker,
Does he know all the answers?
No, he only knows a few answers...
Feeling weakness, inferiority, not being wise,
So many secrets, things unexplained,
Curious, needing answers, feeling left out,
Burdened with strange doubts, as if unloved,
As if not counted trustworthy to know...
But even now, more strangeness,
A creature that talks as well,
A fellow thinker, with questions, too,
A serpent, nothing more,
A fragile thing easily crushed underfoot,
Another reason to tread carefully...
What's that? Eat of the forbidden fruit?
Creator keeping secrets from us?
Holding back both wisdom and power?
But why? For what purpose?
Too many questions. Something's wrong here.
Heart aching for answers, yet no-one in sight...
Just one bite, that can't hurt, can it?
Something eaten in Eden...
And so the fruit is swallowed and death was born.
Something new under the sun, manmade...
Something that changed everything...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Box Full Of Letters
Got a box full of letters,
Think you might like to read
Some things that you might like to see,
But they're all addressed to me
Wish I had a lotta answers,
'Cause that's the way it should be
For all these questions,
Being directed at me
I just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read
You'll come back again
And I'll still be your friend
I got a lot of your records,
In a separate stack
Some things that I might like to hear,
But I guess I'll give 'em back
I wish I had a lotta answers,
'Cause that's the way it should be
All these questions
Being directed at me
Just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read
You'll come back again,
And I'll still be your friend
I can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read
Just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read
song performed by by Wilco
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The Star outside my window
It was late
I couldn't sleep
The moon lit night was seaping through my window seam
i quietly rolled over on my tummy
as i gazed out at the starry night
i felt so small and weak looking at the millions of stars
just then one star caught my eyes
It was the biggest most spectacular star in the sky
at first i thought it couldn't possibly be a star
i sat still for minutes staring at it
it didn't move
not once
so i closed my eyes in the dead of night
and carefully made my wish to the star outside my fogged up window
i layed back down my eyes blinking shut
a smile on my face
i fell asleep with the sweet though that it might actually come true
that star still shines outside my window every night
my wish never came true
poem by Deja Noelle Rupp
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The stone in you
It is your silence
That is full, and dark and deep
Impenetrable
A vast desert
Spreading in a mirage
Dry, deserted, so lonely
To ever conceive
There is no music of the dunes
There are no palms, no trees
In your wordless existence
I am giving you
My full attention
You’re being alone in your deep darkness
The dawning may not come
I have not heard the sound
Of the coming of the sun
Because of your ego
Thick and tall
The silence that blocks you
To have life
In the stone that is you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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