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Love monster

I tune myself on like a shortwave; appreciate my ballad
My affection is like a soft sanity texture, taste it like an italian salad
Language foreign, it crossed her ears like a train whistle
Reality blurry like she read my emotions from a scrambled epistle
Truth a needle that pierced thru her structured soul
Darkness transparent as I passed thru her feelings & I left them like an ant's hole
They treat me like war, reverse the word I'm raw like a crude oil
She calls me a bacteria because I transformed her and she sworn dat I popped from soil
It began by being breathless and ended by being heartless
With my fictional words I cursed a sentiment of a goddess
I kept roses to myself and served her lawn weed so that she can smoke off the pain
The series continues because its a 'saw' movie & I crossed the lane
I'm caged in like I'm a love monster
My heart has to glow like a midnight star

poem by Dennis Mzwakhe Pitso
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A Loving Tale

Oh the ballad of us star crossed two,
we sing we dance we parade
as we so often actually do,
our songs are quiet
introspective sweet nothings
to the ears of the heart,
our dances are wild
spontaneous as our whims
and our parades are private
as we gallivant amongst each other,
our eyes speak this language.
a language i could swear
was divinity in its purest,
no mistakes no misperceptions
just bliss. from one eye to the next.
i wish so hard to feel that one-
exact moment... where for us both
i know,
everything fades away
and all that remains is two,
one soft touch against another.
(that is what i want)

poem by David Thomas
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A Fictional Loss

How many times have i sat by your side?
How many times have i cursed my life?
How many miles have you crossed today?
How many miles since yesterday?

How many things have you wished for?
How many things have you adored?
How many people have you held dear?
How many people around here?

Holding on to a picture
Chasing endlessly after
Love without a frame
Love caving in

Confused and distort
Surprisingly bored
Not a single memory
Was captivating

The emptiness inside
Is holding me tight
A fictional loss!
A fictional loss!

Why do i feel such pain?
With no reason attained?
A fictional loss!
A fictional loss!

Took over my heart
And broke me apart
Into my voiceless lungs
You planted the melody

poem by Lubna Hazeem
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Midnight Star

I was waiting in the express lane with my twelve items or less
At the checkout counter at the local grocery store
I was only passin by
But a paper caught my eye
And I learend a few things I mever knew before
It said your pet may be an extra terrestrial
It said the ghost of elvis is living in my den
You can learn to cope with stress
You can beat the irs
And the incredible frog boy is on the loose again
Oh, mignight star
Its in the weekly midnight star
Aliens from outer space are sleeping in my car
Midnight star, I wanna know, I wanna know
Eat jelly donuts and lose twenty pounds a day
Hear the story of the man born without a head
And top psychics all agree
That the telephone company
Will have a brand new service that lets you talk to the dead
Oh, midnight star
You can believe it if you read it in the weekly mignight star
Theyre keeping hitlers brain alive inside a jar
Midnight star, I wanna know, I wanna know
Tell me, tell me, tell me how to make my bust-line grow
Midnight star, I wanna know
Oh, midnight star
Well, dont you know that I read it, I read it in the weekly midnight star
The ufos have landed and well tell you where they are
Midnight star, I wanna know, I wanna know
Midnight star
Well, you can read all about in in the weekly midnight star
You can use you esp to learn to play guitar
Midnight star I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(ah, midnight star) inquiring minds like mine wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know
(you can read it {x5}, midnight star {x2}) (ah, midnight star) I wanna know, I wanna know

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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I'll Never Smoke Weed With Willie Again

I always heard that his herb was top shelf
I just couldn't wait to find out for myself
Don't knock it till you tried it, well I tried it my friend
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
I learned a hard lesson in a small Texas town
He fired up a fat boy and he passed him around
The last words I spoke before they tucked me in
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it began
You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
I hopped on his old bus, the Honeysuckle Rose
The party was Vegas, it was after the show
Alone in the front lounge, just me and him
With one parting puff grime creeper set in
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it began
You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
Now we're passing the guitar, telling good jokes
I know ones a coming cause I'm smelling smoke
No I do not partake, I just let it pass by
With a smile on my face and a great contact high
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it began
You can pour me some old whiskey river my friend
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
In the fetal position with drool on my chin
I messed up and smoked weed with Willie again

song performed by by Toby Keith
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Will The Truth Come Out One Day?

Will the truth come out one day?
Is what has happened wrong?
Our paths crossed in a funny way

To you I have nothing to say
But with you it's our secret all along
Will the truth come out one day?

If caught, a bad mood you'll display
But our concealing is strong
Our paths crossed in a funny way

I feel bad 'cause with you I didn't stay
But we weren't seeing each other for that long
Will the truth come out one day?

I'm glad it was under you I lay
Because my feelings for him have gone
Our paths crossed in a funny way

From this will I have to pay?
But i'm glad this is still going on
Will the truth come out one day?
Our paths crossed in a funny way

poem by Kerry Folkes
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My Hungry Soul

Spilling heartfelt emotions upon the page quells my pain,
I wander lost and alone in a barren emotionless land,
Consumed by a desperate hunger for love and affection,
My hunger not purely to dine upon the pleasures of the flesh,
But the intoxicating serenity of my hungry soul's emotions,
I crave that spellbinding look between two star crossed lovers,
When two hearts touch and the light of love shines,
To feel that sublime euphoria washing over my soul again,
I yearn that feeling once more, I need it to feel truly alive,
Like a stranded soul seeking out an oasis in the desert,
I'm lost in the darkness wandering a land of bleak shadows,
The pin holes in night's curtain my only glimmer of light,
In my darkest hour... Shall I ever again bathe in loves warming rays?

Spread the love... The peace will follow...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Word Salad

Like veggie salad tossed here and there
Random words mix up good meaning
Spiced up musings everywhere
The taste of which is quite confusing.

So I looked and read classic poetry
Perchance there find some gourmet score
Hoping my diligence gets the recipe
For the word salad I am looking for.

Salads taste nice with a little dressing
And thrown about words may hit some cue
I guess I could never do salad writing
So I stick to rhyme in the poems I do.

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Caged

His dream was disturbed on this trembling ground
because he was chained and left alone to stare around
He screamed for help, freedom, but every word floated in vain
He tasted the pain of the never ending rain
He wanted to discover the beauty of the earth
He never thought of being chained after his birth
He cherished his moment when he was a little pup
But now, he could feel himself being caged up
He tried and tried to cross the front door
But he is chained, so it pains him more and more
He looked above and stared the sky
He wanted freedom, he yelled and cry
He wanted to smell the fragrance of rose
and beauty of sunlight
But he found no one to fight for his Living right
Each night he was left chained in the cold.
This way, all of his life was sold.
He still begged for freedom in his deep voice
But, he knew that being chained is his only choice
He had loads of secret feelings inside
but everything seemed buried just like his freedom pride

he deserves to have his cries heard.
shouldn't someone lend his hand and word?
He also has a beating heart and a faithful soul
But he was being slaved in his masters control


One day he fell ill with no intentions to stay
And his masters lied the world saying he ran away
but the truth was he was buried half alive
That's how he ended his painful life~
No one was there to share his grief
His life ended just like an autumn leaf
His life ended just like an autumn leaf




' His emotions was being played for a huge span of time
his pain and his suffering was being considered fine
Don't you think it is the worst of crime? ? '


the animals those moo, oink or woof,
Should never be caged beneath a roof.

poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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Like A Baby

Foreign skies
That blinded me to empty charms
I crossed the ocean and fell into your arms
So sure, so wrong
You sang me a simple tune
I took it for a song
Say goodbye, dont tell me why you have to go
Loving you was as good as gold (as good as gold)
Id love to love you, really love you
But you see, theres something you should now
I really didnt think youd go
Because today
I could have sworn I heard you say
I love you
I want you
I need to be with you
Today
I saw something in your face
Stay here
Beside me
I need your love to hide me
You lied
And now youve gone away
And left me crying like a baby

song performed by by George Michael
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A Woman Crossed In Love

Cant stand this silence any more Im dying
The words no sooner leave my lips
Im out of your life in the beat of a heart
It was selfish it was cruel undeniably uncool
Have your way with me
Slap me twice across the face once for a stolen embrace
Once more for honesty
They say the truth will set you free
Its true for some but not for me
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love
Call me shameless I dont care I love you
Desperate measures for desperate times
So much for the sway of a kiss
Darling here I am your ever-loving man
In his darkest hour
Had I known it meant goodbye I would have sooner lived a lie
Than live without you girl
They say the truth will set you free
Its true for some but not for me
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love
So its over like that pack you bags your coat and hat
End of story
Before I fade away hear me when I say
Baby Im sorry
They say the truth will set you free
Its true for some but not for me
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love
No sorry on earth is sorry enough
To win back the heart of a woman crossed in love

song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Cross My Heart

First time I crossed my heart I was beggin baby, please
At your bedside, down on my knees
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart
I crossed my heart, pretty baby over you
Second time I crossed my heart rain came in from the south
I was lyin there with something sweet and salty in my mouth
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart, pretty darlin over you
Well, you may think the worlds black and white
And youre dirty or youre clean
You better watch out you dont slip
Through them spaces in between
Where the night gets sticky and the sky gets black
I grabbed you, baby, and you grabbed me back
And we crossed our hearts
We crossed our hearts
Yeah, I crossed my heart...
Little boys, little girls
They know their wrongs from their rights
Once you cross your heart
You aint ever supposed to lie
Well, life aint nothin but a cold hard ride
I aint leavin til Im satisfied
I cross my heart
Yeah, I cross my heart
Well, I cross my heart, pretty darlin over you

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Train Long Gone

(Gone!) Well, I hate how that word
Rattles all around in this room
(Alone,) with a memory so strong
I could sweep it up with a broom.
(Tears,) if I shed anymore I'm afraid
They might wear out my face
(Clear,) Yes, It's clear to me now
That her love can never be replaced.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
--- Instrumental ---
(Time,) time got so slow and thick
That the clock hardly ticks anymore
(Crime,) it's a crime how I sit here
And stare like a dog at the door.
(Blame,) Aw yes, I'll take the blame
I admit I did not treat her right
(Shame,) It's a shame laying here
All alone on this cold, windy night.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh.
Love may be gone but never forgotten
The memory won't leave you alone
And the train may be long gone from the station
But you can still hear the whistle moan.
Still hear the whistle moan.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train gone, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train.
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh
Train, long gone train...

song performed by by Randy Travis
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Wishing On That Old Star

After our date was over that first night
I found myself out on the porch in the soft moonlight
Emotions and feelings about you running wild
Looking up into the sky, I felt like a child
Picked out the brightest star, I could see
Made a wish on that old star for you and me
Praying happiness and joy would fill our hearts
So our relationship could have a fresh start
Promising to always treat you like gold
Swearing I'd never leave you out in the cold
It seemed that old star renewed its glow
Following me everywhere I go
Now, two kids and thirty years have gone by
Still, I look up to the night sky
Watching me out on the porch
Our love still burning like a torch
You say that we've come so far
Since you first wished on that same old star

poem by Jr James D Nall
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Pain In Love

In a complete silence,
I heard loud cries,
Cry in pain,
Pain in Love,
Love for someone,
someone rests in heart,
Heart filled with affection,
Affection for someone,
Someone didn't understand,
Understanding of those feelings,
Feelings got hurt,
Hurting give wounds everyday,
Everyday the lover dies,
Dies for get someone in life,
Life is not so easy,
Not easy to handle a jar of love,
Love and Pain met together,
Together and forever,
Forever in pain,
Pain of lost love,
Lost Love never found again,
Again and again in a dark,
Darkness In life accompanies the soul,
The soul who visited me,
Me hearing those cries,
Cry for pain in love,
Pain In love is really so loud,
Loud in silence, more louder in many voices,
Voices ask about the cry,
And Reply comes, I cry in pain,
Pain of love, paining in love,
Crying and dying for love,
Really I am dying with pain in love.

poem by Tanveer Sharma
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The Cinematic

It's a strange task to put something down in ink
The things worth saying
Are the things that can't be said- I think
The songs that mean something to sing
Are beyond words above language
The kind you can't directly engage
All this to say what I now say
Is worth saying, worth it to me

When I write a movie script
There's something about me
That becomes
Invested
Inserted
Infused
Into my characters, it's a feeling that is foreign
For I feel what they feel and not what I fell
And yet their person flows from who I am, closer than kin
Simultaneously their emotions are born of mine
As their emotions are born in me.
It's not quite as if I see what they see
And yet they are me, more than just a sign
Of something I feel, something I thought
They're a piece of myself that I brought
To fictional life with words that don't
Describe all that they are, nor all I am
Sometimes it feels like their identity hits me, unplanned
But then there's the sense it was always there
Was always here
Was always me-

Some characters scare me
Are they all pieces of myself?
Are they all mine? If they're mine are they me?
Do I have that darkness? Their darkness?
That light? Their light?
That hope? Their hope?
That despair? Their despair?
That love? Their love?
That hate? Their hate?
Is everyone so attached to their characters?
I feel their pain it makes me cry
I cry real tears in fake dreams
Fake stories with fake screams
If it's all so fake, then why?
So close, so near, and when they die...
Do I lose them? Do they live forever
Without ever living or do they die and
Pass away? Am I allowed to wonder such things, allowed to ponder?
One thing I know
Every characters I make I feel
And in each script there's always one, always one much like me
Am I self-focused or simply too attached?
Even as they breathe I breathe
As their story I weave
They weave mine
The beautiful irony wherein they write or influence my life
As I write theirs
So what do they feel about me?
How do we interact? Am I free?
They seem to have influence, seem to exist
Theirs is not a power I think to resist
So I'm left with question
That they're asking
That I'm asking

What are we to us?

poem by David Knox
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Love For Language

Sound denotes the tune
Tune shapes the word
Words sprout of strong feelings
Feelings have no limit, no boundary
But it is clothed by the language
Language endows with the identity
Identity confers recognition
Recognition offers self esteem
To the human beings in the society
Thus everyone has to devote time
and give all out efforts for protection
restoration and growth of one's own language.

poem by Ratnakar Rout
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Last Train Done Gone Down

This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on.
That last train done left town
That last train done left town
I heard the whistle moaning low
That last train done gone down
My sweet babys on that train
My sweet babys on that train
I wonder if I will see her again
That last train done gone down
I heard that whistle moanin low
I heard that whistle moanin low
Im begging and pleading, please dont go
That last train done gone down
Im sorry for what Ive done
Im sorry for what Ive done
Too late good-bye, my sweet baby cried
That last train done left town
That last train done left town
That last train done left town
I heard that whistle moanin low
That last train done gone down
Words and music by peter rowan

song performed by by John Denver
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The River Unbroken

Waiting for the train to come
I keep awaiting for the train to come
Dreamin of the river and the rising sun
I keep thinkin bout the world to come
My life packed up in a suitcase
Old man staring from a doorway
My hope tarries in the distance
Love comes on the wheels of my deliverance
Oh-oh-oooh-oh where is the river unbroken
Oh-oh-oooh-oh when will the whistle blow
Waitin for the train to come
I keep waitin for the train to come
Keepin my appointment with the one who lives
In the heart of everything that is
All night sleepin in a station
My god, its hard not to be impatient
I watch through the windows of forgiveness
I cry but my words my only witness
Oh-oh-oooh-oh where is the river unbroken
Oh-oh-oooh-oh when will the whistle blow
Oh-oh-oooh-oh where is the river unbroken
Oh-oh-oooh-oh when will the whistle blow
Sometimes I feel I cant go on, I cant go on
I get so tired, all passions gone
My heart, my head, my arms, my legs, I get so tired
Without the strength to crawl away
Then something breaks inside my soul, my strength is gone
That spirits finally taking hold
My ears can hear, my eyes can see
Those clouds of joy still cover me, cover me, cover me
Oh-oh-oooh-oh where is the river unbroken
Oh-oh-oooh-oh when will the whistle blow
Oh-oh-oooh-oh where is the river unbroken
Oh-oh-oooh-oh when will the whistle blow
Oh-oh-oooh-oh where is, where is the river unbroken
Oh-oh-oooh-oh when will the whistle blow
Fade:
Waiting for the train to come
I keep waiting for the train to come...

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Heart Of The Flower

Now at the station, the train to another land
Lands of never seen light, light hidden in infinite night
Night in its biggest might, might of the strongest power
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
The waiting room of kingdom come, I look back upon my life
Life of loss but now the end
End of rat race overdrive
Overdrive to foreign lands
Lands of contemptous hours
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
Now on the train
This is the end of my day
I feel my spirits escape like a musical clock thats dying away
I turn once again and wave my hand and say goodbye
I never thought its so easy
I never thought its so easy
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
Diamond/1990

song performed by by Alphaville
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Tricks

there is an open hole
inviting, and you get inside the hole
and there is no coffee there but it is great
warm, and soft, and so enticing, you want to stay for a while
and there is so much mutual liking, you are the peg on that round hole,
no, you're not the pig and she is not a bitch,
she's beautiful like a flower less the fruit
or the frost, and you are beautiful too plus the grease
on her stalks and sepals,
she is the open hole and you're the round peg,
and there is this war of the roses and the bees
and there is this language of love
that both of you wish to truly speak.
it ended like the wings of the butterfly
slashed from its body
it is sad it is beautiful
brieflessly
& breathlessly
devoted to
you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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