The Norm
The ticking of the clock on the wall
The sound of a car pulling up outside
A cushion on the sofa
The slamming of a car door
Stillness
Me typing on my keyboard
Thoughts in my head
The chance of a plane crashing in to my window
right now is
Very slim to none
The chances of anything out of the ordinary happening
right now
is very slim to none
I carry on waiting...
poem by Nathan Strange
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Tickin Away
The clock above the bar
Is telling me its 12:15
And its not such a gentle reminder
That Im where I shouldnt be
I just keep waiting for something to happen
Waiting for somebody to come walking in
Somebody as perfect as you were
So I can try it again
(but) chances are so hard to come by
And the second one is impossible to find
The clock keep running
And the odds keep getting higher
That its all just a fantasy of mine
But I shouldnt be thinking about it
I shouldnt be worried about it
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its ticking away
I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
There aint nobody in the world like you baby
If there was, she wouldnt be coming in here
But I shouldnt be thinking about it
I shouldnt be worried about it
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
Yeah, its ticking away
Its ticking away
Its just a clock on the wall
But its ticking away
I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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The Sounds
i heard the sound of the clock ticking
some things come
i am remembering these some things
burnt, and melting in my forehead,
i like the sound of the ticking of grandfather's
clock at night, i hear footsteps
and drippings of water
from the gutter to the floor
the window is closed and the wind makes
the sound of someone caught between
door jambs, creaking sounds creeping
on the wall, something is terrible, really terrible
and i turn my body to the left side,
there is this storm, and the strong rain comes
with the grunting wind, and trees are falling
unto each other, i hear leaves and twigs,
and the roof wanting to leave the house,
something is terribly happening on this night
of the suicidal darkness, the shimmer of the river
looks like a stainless knife
who's there? i ask the door. The mirror on the other
side answers, how dare you?
it is nobody. it is just myself, my mouth answers.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Her Insomnia
this is a private affair
between her and her wall clock
there is this consistent rhythm
of the tick tock tick tock
her pupils roll and sometimes
still
staring at the walls of the house
restless she avails of all the possible
combination of postures
but to no avail
the clock keeps on ticking and ticking and ticking
she feels like a tick
and she cannot talk
this is her private affair with her wall clock
above her head
her mouth is closed shaped like
a lamppost
without a light.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Solace and Solitude
In the slim chance of happening,
my heart has learnt to abide-
In a stillness and in a solitude
for which weariness can hide.
Where weariness and fortitude
have melded and become one.
Where trials and tribulations
are pasts and have been dones
Where pain and memory have no foothold,
for their tempers have been curbed.
Where rest is not a dream.
Where peace lies undisturbed.
Typing To Hard
Thumping away with no remorse
Typing too hard
No need to take out anger on a keyboard
Scream at the wall stamp the floor
But don’t type away as if each key is a member of year 9.
They’re rude
They have no sense of personal hygiene
They don’t want to learn
Scream away at them if will
But don’t take your anger out on a keyboard.
poem by Laura Cummings
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For Awhile (feat. Faith Evans)
Faith Evans:
Ohh
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh Yeah
Living My Life Without You
Something I Don't Wanna Do
So Please Don't Walk Away
And Leave Me All Alone
Baby Stay For Just Awhile
(Chorus) Why Don't You Stay With Me
For Just A While
Cause If You Leave
You'll Take A Piece Of Me
Why Can't You Stay With Me
For Just Awhile
(Boy)(Girl) You Know You Have
The Key To My Heart
Slim:
Ooh Baby
Girl I Don't Want You To Go
You Are, My Heart And Soul
The Reason That I Live
The One, That I Adore
And I Can't Stand The Thought
Of Being, By Myself
But I Can't See Myself
Loving No, Nobody Else
Chorus
(Slim): Girl Why Won't You Just Stay With Me
There Is Nothing I Won't Do For You
(Faith): You Are My Destiny, Oh Yes You Are
(Slim): You Mean The World To Me
(Faith): Whenever
(Slim): Girl I'll Be Right By Your Side
(Faith): I Love You
(Slim): Love You
(Faith): Baby
(Slim): Baby
(Faith): Stay With Me
(Slim): Why Won't You Stay With Me Baby
(Faith): Stay With Me
(Slim): Stay With Me Baby, Lil' While Longer
(Faith): You'll Take A Piece Of My Heart
(Slim): You Will Take A Piece Of Me
And Girl You Know I Love You Too
(Faith): Just Awhile
(Slim): Girl You Know
You Have The Key To My Heart
Stay With Me
Won't You Stay With Me For The Rest Of My Life
(Faith): Cause If You Leave You'll Take A Piece Of Me
(Slim): Your The Only One Never Let Me Go, Baby
Girl You Know You Have The Key To My Heart
Oh Baby
Stay With Me Baby
A Lil' While Longer
Stay With Me Baby
A Lil' While Longer Baby
song performed by by 112
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A Married Man's A Fool
(Willie McTell)
Had a friend, Louie Brown, he was a deacon
Just as wise as he could be
Now I realized he could read the Good Book
Back from Revelations down to Genesis
You know last Sunday morning we was over to the church
My buddy wants to take him a stand
And he looks out upon that whole congregation
The Good Book in his hand
Now he cast his eye about, and then he looks over in the Amen Corner
All the sisters commenced to shout [What'd he say ?]
He said a married man's a fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him
She stick by you all your life the chances is mighty slim
Now you read the Good Book, chapter twenty-one:
Every married woman got to have a little fun
Read on over chapter twenty-two:
It's a sin to let that woman make a fool outta you
Now you read a little further, chapter twenty-three:
She two-time you, brother, like she double-crossed me
Read on back, over chapter ten:
She shimmy one time, you got the problem again
'Cause a married man's a fool to think that his wife
Loves nobody else but him, I mean, loves nobody else but him
Well, a married man's a fool to think that his wife
Loves nobody else but him
She stands by you all your life the chances is mighty and slim
Now you read on over twenty-fifth page:
Married womens, Lord, is hard to engage
Read kinda careful, chapter twenty-six:
Back door slamming you got to learn to get it fixed
Read on out, chapter twenty-eight:
Who's that back slidin' out through the back gate ?
I believe I'll close on chapter twenty-nine:
Woman get tired of the same man all the time
'Cause a married man's fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Will The Real Slim Shady Please Shut Up
may i have your attention please. may i have your attention please. will the
Real slim shady please shut up? i repeat. will the real slim shady please shut
Up?
We're going to have a problem here
You all act like you've never heard a white person before
His rhymes even worse then before
Punk kid trying to be hard core
Marshall mathers is back and worse then before
Making us snore, whining into the microphone
(baby crying)
He's the return of... oh wait. no wait
You fool.
You didn't pay money for this cd, did you?
And dr. dre did (dre laughs).
Everything you idiot, without dre bringing you
You're as good as dead
The world has had enough of eminem.
Jiggy jiggy
Even his girlfriends cheating on him
Look at him. walking around, living off dre
Acting cool, but he's kinda weak though
The little twerp blasted me on his last cd. why?
Cause i turned him down for a date. heehee
As for the question about who came first.
Was it carson daly or was it fred durst?
I'm sorry slim but this is going to hurt
They both came closer then you ever will jerk
Your song is on my nerves. your song is on my nerves
Your lucky because you got more fame then you deserve
That is the message i deliver to little kids
You can become famous and never know what talent is
Of course they love you. of course they do
You are like a cartoon version of rickish roader on silver spoon
You ain't nothing but a produst. a package to be bought up
You know, a year from now, you won't even be thought of
So you write about dead animals and cannibals
Someday you'll stop dating dogs and date higher mammals.
Man there are a million women just like me,
That think like me
That all can see
That slim shady is just a boy going through puberty.
So if you agree,
Scream loudly with me....
Your slim shady
Yes your the real shady.
You sound like peter brady
You get quite irritating.
Will the real slim shady please shut up
Please shut up
Your slim shady
Yes your the real shady.
You sound like peter brady
You get quite irritating.
Will the real slim shady please shut up
Please shut up
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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Married Mans A Fool
(willie mctell)
Had a friend, louie brown, he was a deacon
Just as wise as he could be
Now I realized he could read the good book
Back from revelations down to genesis
You know last sunday morning we was over to the church
My buddy wants to take him a stand
And he looks out upon that whole congregation
The good book in his hand
Now he cast his eye about, and then he looks over in the amen corner
All the sisters commenced to shout [whatd he say ? ]
He said a married mans a fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him
She stick by you all your life the chances is mighty slim
Now you read the good book, chapter twenty-one:
Every married woman got to have a little fun
Read on over chapter twenty-two:
Its a sin to let that woman make a fool outta you
Now you read a little further, chapter twenty-three:
She two-time you, brother, like she double-crossed me
Read on back, over chapter ten:
She shimmy one time, you got the problem again
cause a married mans a fool to think that his wife
Loves nobody else but him, I mean, loves nobody else but him
Well, a married mans a fool to think that his wife
Loves nobody else but him
She stands by you all your life the chances is mighty and slim
Now you read on over twenty-fifth page:
Married womens, lord, is hard to engage
Read kinda careful, chapter twenty-six:
Back door slamming you got to learn to get it fixed
Read on out, chapter twenty-eight:
Whos that back slidin out through the back gate ?
I believe Ill close on chapter twenty-nine:
Woman get tired of the same man all the time
cause a married mans fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Sister Surprise
We are
Walking nostalgia
Like old movies for real
Look at me, look at you
Look at them, look at us
Im young
Sell a slim body to the man next door
Sell a slim body to the man next door
Like my sister surprise
Well wait for you
We are
The pleasure creation
Gone wrong. gone wrong.
We are
Walking ghost stories
No religion
No relief
No old wisdom
No belief
Sometimes I could scream
Well wait for you
song performed by by Gary Numan
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A Terrible Night
In the sweetest moment
of the night,
when sleep and dreams would
relieve and encompass
conscious thoughts.
I heard a sound.
I was awaken by the sound.
The sound came from the
door and it was lighter than
the tick of the clock.
I rested on the wall.
Hugged myself with a
preambulating heart
that has refuse comfort
because of the quiet sound.
The sound came again.
This time it was rapid.
Sinking me deep in fear,
enveloping me with goose pimple.
Suddenly, the sound stopped.
I stared at the door,
awaiting my fate.
For the night is still young and
deep within i long for dawn.
I waited.
There was nothing. Every
thing was quiet, too quiet.
Except sound from my beating
heart and tickling clock.
My eyes were wide open.
I focused on the door while
my thoughts move to and fro
my past and present deeds.
Oh Lord i cry, forgive me.
Time passed by.
The cock crow, immediately
i had a staggering courage.
I walked slowly to the door,
with immerse fear, i opened it.
With great sigh, i was relieved
though i had lost my sleep.
All this while, i have been
denied a good night by my
neighbour's dog, who was
found sleeping close to my door.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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Listening To The Clock Ticking
that last servant of the house
finally leaves
she also had to go to sleep with her mother
it happens this way sometimes
he is left alone and as he tries to sleep
he feels that the big mouth of the house is eating him
swallowed his body listens to the sound of the clock on the wall
ticking and ticking as if time is running out.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Storm In Our Hearts
Written by kim wilde & tony swain
There was a lot to make up
For the time wed had
Cos wed been lonely far too long
Had enough of feeling sad
And no, it didnt take long
To right all the wrong
And hurt inside
And now I cant believe whats happening
Right before my eyes
Just look at the rain falling
Look at the thunder
Look at the storm in your hearts
Look at the waves crashing
Pulling us under
Helplessly lost in the dark
We could have lost so easily
And let it go
We had no reason to believe
That love was just about to grow
And we got given a chance
Im so proud we didnt throw it away
Cos broken hearts lie on the pavement
You see them every day
Just look at the rain falling
Look at the thunder
Look at the thunder
Look at the storm in your hearts
Look at the waves crashing
Pulling us under
Helplessly lost in the dark
In the dark
Just look at the rain falling
Look at the thunder
Look at the storm in your hearts
Look at the waves crashing
Pulling us under
Helplessly lost in the dark
Look at the rain
Look at the thunder
Look at the storm
In our hearts
In our hearts
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Q, Mike, Slim, Daron (Interlude)
If you are available
If you are available
Verse1
This is what we're lookin' for
Sexy, independent, never scared to let it go
Always positive, willing to communicate
Baby, this is what we're lookin' for
Verse2
She's gotta sex appeal, keep it real
Kinky as we wanna be
And she gotta give in, always giving
Gotta be very spiritual and emotional
Baby if you really wanna know
So if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
Repeat Verse2
If you really wanna know
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Repeat Verse1
If you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
Oh if you are available
(Q,Mike,Slim,Daron)
song performed by by 112
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In Trying To Look For The Words
i am trying to look for the words
like looking for flowers in the garden
but there are not any anymore
in this season of rain
when sunshine is becoming slim
and hideous
when the mind is becoming tedious
about what to spell
and sing
there are lesser elements there
the usual sands
which we always equate with time slipping away from the fingers
the timid pebbles that do not ask anymore
the meaning of silence
too tired for the constancy
too mindless about
what happens everyday
in trying to look for something else
one finds
stupor as a burden at the back of the head
shunning light
evading vibrancy of thoughts and memories
retouching the blackness and whiteness of the past
killing time
and resting one's head on the sofa
with the tv on
past midnight.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Love The Sound Of Crashing Guitars
Mao mao mao...
I love the sound of smashing guitars /
I love the sound of crashing guitars /
Red guitars against the wall / big guitars can turn so small /
I love the sound of crashing guitars / show it!
The 6-string kick inside / the 6-string kick inside /
The 6-string kick inside.
I love the sound of breaking guitars /
I love the sound of crashing guitars /
Hey you long haired vintage jesus /
Break the guitar into 1000 pieces /
I love the sound of crashing guitars / dont you?
The 6-string kick inside / the 6-string kick inside.
Dont you love the sound of crashing guitars? /
Dont you love the sound of crashing electric guitars? /
Dont you love that sound, drivin in your car /
Dont you love the sound of crashing electric guitars? /
Dont you? / dont you?
I love the touch of watching the stars /
I love the sound of trashing guitars /
Custom made, townshends ace /
Smash the axe and break the case /
I love the sound of crashing guitars / crashing and crashing!
The 6-string kick inside / the 6-string kick inside.
I love the sound of crashing guitars / mao mao mao...
song performed by by Roxette
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Frankly, I think the chances of having a happy childhood while you're still a kid going through it are pretty slim.
The Real Slim Shady
May I have your attention please?
May I have your attention please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're going to have a problem here
c
(Verse 1)
Ya'll act like you never seen a white person before
jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
started whoopin her ass worse than before
they first get divorced throwing her over furniture (scream)
It's the return of the
"Oh wait
song performed by by Eminem from The Marshall Mathers LP
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3 Days
Yesterday you were a friend
Yesterday you became a lover
Yesterday we couldn't pretend
Yesterday it was time to discover.
Today you didn't speak
Today you love someone
Today my chances seem bleak
Today I have been out done.
Tomorrow you're with him
Tomorrow I'm lying on the floor
Tomorrow my chances seem slim
Tomorrow im begging,
Don't go out that door.
poem by Robert Trew
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Silly; Human nature: Do You Have A Sister, King?
Do you have a sister
Oh My Royal Mister?
If you do I would come to Your Court,
And would, with her, consent to consort.
If she is pretty and slim, all the better,
But she doesn't need to measure up to the letter.
Yes, slim, rather than fat would be best;
That makes it easier to hold ALL of her to my chest.
It's not that I dislike fat girls; I know they can be nice. And
There are those who would choose MORE meat,
And, at a slim girl, not look twice.
As for my mention of the word 'pretty',
I know there will be those who, on me, may feel pity.
Truth be told "pretty" isn't needed if she is nice, and sweet,
And maybe wealthy and quick-on-her-feet.
So here is my supplication to You, Oh King:
Give me her hand, and
I'll give her the ring.
(Nov.2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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