Songs to sing

                                                                        Songs 

- Amy Whinehosue

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ludxpkyrab0


- Chet Baker

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3xpcBx1Gm-c

- Jessie J

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y29eTcRFEl8&list=PLE2D54A39EFCC106A


- Nina Simone

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8tuTSi6Sck

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=1WIf04F04Bs

Listen.

Baby,  I'd rater be blind gurl, then see you walk away from me.
And Baby, I'd rather be blind girl, then to see you want away with her.

So you see I love you so much that I don't wana see you walk away baby,
most of all i just don't wana be free.

Made us forgot

i might be living in a fantasy
written by greek philosophers like socrates
I am wining and dining
flirting with nature in her hiding
the warm spring breeze like seduction in air
as i inhale deeply my breath slowly wales
the longing goes stronger and despiration derails
I loose all control in my mind, judgment fails
all that guides me are your hands reachoout right
ready to touch me as she shuts out the light
we're faited to pretend
that heaven can hold all out prays
that the sublime is a place with out hurt
the weight of the world will lay in the back of our minds
holding is down to the darker times.
a tradgedy is what life is
thats all we're got
besides all thise moments
where happiness made us forgot.

No lie.

why do i always want to save people?
spend my time listening
attentive and right
hands in my lap, thinkin of what to give as advice

i have many a friend
and time and again
I loose my personal zen
the balance that keeps me at 10

so I take my long walks
past trees, over rocks
to the silent part of the world
forests that waear sunlight as pearls

I am ok here,
I am me
and person no tother has yet to see
how i wish i could share it with thee
the secrets amongest the leaves of uncertainties

lets ponder the distance of stars in the sky
wonder if they can fall in love before they eventually die
and even though I am writing this while I'm quite high
I still feel I am flying, and that is no lie.

Aint no Sunshine when she's gone
nothings more powerful then a soulful song,
I sit and ponder of those darker times
when all felt lost and life was a lie.

Then the brighter days came
shooting me higher, feeling insane
I was dancing with the moonlight
writing about lost light
slowly unraveling
but my eyes didn't see what people saw of me
and I hid in the trees
head in the leaves
To avoid my uncertainties

And then I was asked to go.
Sideways, eyes closed, head high
I turned my heart to the sky
lost all hope and left to cry
why did you let our love die?

It feels distant now
like a bad memory
I sit here typing
listening to these old melodies,
that remind me of you
and i just have no clue
when the moment came
that I finally knew
I had to give up on you.

So this is my only plee
please don't ever forget
for although you'd never want to admit it
Our time together is one i'll never regret.

You once wrote to me 

" You're a street angel

lying on a bed of sand

The dark sun rays

like curtains

falling on your face

You're a lonely street angel

lost in a big ocean

shells dripping from your pockets

like riches, gold, or silver

but shells are better

these shells lay next to you at night

your just a street angel

waiting on the curb

listening to the many stories

of all the passerby's" 

Thank you for these words of beauty.

Street angel

She once told me


I was a lonely street angle

Lying in a bed of sand

She called me her angle

And I was on a cloud with honor

That she would pick me up from the ground and call me a divine

Beautiful creature like a pure lovely street angle

Rough around the edge

I was lying in a bed of sand

Sleeping, she watches as I slept

... And I thought- no, she is my sweet angle

Lying in a white puff of cloud

Peering down at all the passerby-

Humans as they say their silent prayers

Only we can hear

Dark sun rays shading them from hot sun

Cool warm breezes ticketing your hair

Leaves picked up and dancing

As we prance from cloud to cloud

Lonely and free

Winter nights


By Alicia proto



Recall that night

We devised that plan

That ended in tears

Pain lasting for years

And remember that dinner

We ate steak

And talked late

... About Jesus

And the saint

And you and she

Lay in bed together, merrily

And I alone

Under our old spot

Where you and I

Spent some time

All those months ago

Whose to know

But shall we jo-ke

About it all

We had a ball

While it lasted

Those fine cold winter nights

boy.

 like the way your mind works boy, 
all clever and coy like your this shiny little toy
for me to play with with great joy

you say there won't be any playing, but i know all to well boy
you are my playful lil toy, good for me like soy

i dig how you deny me 
your sweet tendered touch
by blood it does rush- to me face
as i blush
and the room goes into a hush

i like how we do a tango, and your my favorite mango,
id like to take a bight but its clear you are fright- tend
by my touch
so i'll try to stay a hushed
quiet with my cheeks as they blush.

i'm done.

Morrow

Someone once told me
It's ok not to be ok 

It's ok to say I was not happy
To be sent against my will
To be forced to take a pill 
I have go venture over this hill they diagnosed would one day kill 

Am I clinically unwell? 
Am I really under a spell? 
What is this hell, 
Can you tell? 

I am falling into the pits of the unknown 
It is damp and Gray and cold 
Deeper and deeper I go and no, 
I hAve no light to find comfort on my shadows 

Why am I like this? Is it me or this society? Shall I flee while I still have the possibility? 
Or stay and bleed till I'm drowning in tea-rs of my sorrow 

Perhaps I'll just ask again in the morrows 

Sold

                sold 
 My heart missed it's audience upon my chest to hear it pumping

My blood circulates around my body, I can pick up the thumping 

Each night before I lay my head to rest
I pray to god another day will come for her to test- my heart and how it beats for that girl so sweet 
Her eyes shine with divine grace it's almost matches my beat 

The heat that warms the tension between our souls 
I look directly at her and feel no cold 
I am sold 
Forever for us to grow old
I an sold

Universal

We all have a window
that looks out into nature
that seeks beyond the divine
out into another time-
entirely alone in the universe
which leads for us to act preverse
we are one, we are sublime
we are all together for the time- being until we face out
deaths
so until then I have but only one request:

blues beat:




Going through the motions (x3) Of my pain



Got to find a doctor (x3) for this

pain.



Oh life is no game, and I'm tired of being aaashamed

So I'll find me a doctor for this pain. (x2)

[RAP] uh-oh, doctor doctor, can you please prescribe me a pill cuz i just cannot deal with this microscopic kill- or pain, the game is too insane ahse she's to blame so i'll just save my pain for a dair-y day, AY



Got to find this doctor, cause I know it's no real shocker that I got to have a doctor to mend this pain.

Steps

Steps

I like the way you sit girl
All cross legged on one step
Ass on the upper
Then you extend em to a third
have a nigga bout to shutter

I love the way you vibe girl, all cool n non chilant
til' you catch ma eye lookin for yours
and we do a silent grunt and that smile turns into a pucker and the pucker spills out words
as you kiss me with your stares
and in turn I give you my cheek as to say i respect the way we meet like this, on those steps
those lucky lucky steps

Here

Sweet sorrows and thoughts of quiet despiration,
acts of kindness, ease until the morrows

these are what fill my life with meaning,
these are what keep me strong and true

I will one day disapear into a forest,
isolate my time for myself

only to reapear a new philosopher
bearing books I write as help

I AM HERE.

Quiet Thoughts

Does essence precced existence?
Or existence precced essence?

Did God personally concieve us, or
is he just a fragment of our imagination?

if all things are by law divine,
what, then, does law say if he or she is mine?

Why do we love, feel alone and ache?
Who keeps on creating even while we are awake?

I wonder what questions philosophers deem to answer
or if our ponders are just wasted efforts.

Why are we here?
What waits for us beyong death?
Is it truly worth questioning,
or shall we just try to live without regret?

Locram Otway

William Barnacle Bar was my location late one saturday night about two weekends ago. I was acompanied my a lovely artist as we strolled the streets looking for a place to have a nice drink. We fell into the lap of the most interesting spot for history and heard the tale of gangsters and old folk from way back when.
What an adventure, and I am not the only one to blog of it :

http://suzannahbtroy.blogspot.com/2011/09/william-barnacle-bar-80-st-marks-place.html

Active Minds

EVERYBODY come out for the Active Minds Meetings every Tuesday on the third floor of the wellness center @ 8:30.

This week, Tuesday february 21st we will be holding a collaborative open mic in the stood. Everyone is welcome to perform or sit and enjoy.

I will be reading one of my poems in hopes of warm energy and a safe space to be creative.

xxx

Weeping Willow
By Alicia Proto

Weeping Willow, my friend from soil
I run to you for shade, your branches coil

What would you say to me if your essence could speak?
How I wonder how we'd be companions, and laugh so sweet

show me your secrets, share with me your sorrows
so I can hug thee now, today and tomorrow

you give me oxygen, and I you carbon dioxide
we help each other then rest into the night time

Allow me to count the ways of how by law you are divine
engrave my name in you bark and declare you foreve and always mine <3

Story

Phones are a conspiracy
the government can see through the screens ad into our eyes
so they aim for our souls?
are we safe on our phones?

shall we listen to our
forefather, who
do like the romans do
or rather the wide use to do?