Does your neighbour love you? Lend him a sequin.
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Neighbour
Neighbour
is good
Friend...
Neighbour is
good relation...
Neighbour is
Your brother...
Neighbour is
Your sister...
Neighbour is
Your mother...
Neighbour is
father and gran father...
All are thear...
Neighbour is
Not neighbour...also
your family...
Love it...
Help it...
Enjoy it...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Sequin Trail
Lonely hearts follow
the sequin trail
to their dreams
of exotic pleasure
behind curtains unseen.
Enticed by the sparkle
of the sequin trail
they move blindly forward
through the mystic veil.
Each step bringing them closer
to hear the romantic violins
of cupid’s fanfare
where they believe
love upon them will be born.
2 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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To Love or to be Loved
I read the equation which states: -
Love your neighbour as you love yourself,
To love your neighbour as if they were you
To love is to give away thy energy
To love is risk thy soul for someone
To love is invest uncertainly
To be loved is to be made a weaker a subject
To be loved, a wonderful experience
To be loved a non stressful activity
To love makes you struggle
To be loved relaxes your mind
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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I miss my twin sister
My twin sister...
Many people said like that to us
Even, we are not coming from the same dad and mom
But our figure are almost the same
I remember when the time she visit me and my husband
My tears came up from my eyes
I don't know why i did that
Maybe because i need her to share my feeling
I need her to hear my story
You lend me everything
You lend me your books
You lend me your Bible
You lend me your dress
You give many precious gifts to me
You lend me your husband to take me
You lend me your husband to hear my sharing
I am sorry my sister, I know i hurt you
But, i never want to replace your place
He is your King
and You are his Queen
No one can't doubt me for that
Please, smile for me
You look so pretty with that dress
He is so lucky to have you
Pray for me.... so i can live my life with smile
Hard Luck Story
Dont ask me to love my neighbour
Cause I dont love the man
Dont ask me for my favours
I wont lend a hand
And if I had real power
Then I could disappear
Wouldnt have to be around you
Id sink into the atmosphere
Then I wouldnt hear
Your hard luck story
Its a hard luck, a hard luck story
Dont ask me to tip the waiter
For he is underhand
I can tell he is a woman hater
And he is a nasty man
Within reach lies all desire
For each and every soul
Stripped bare and stretching higher
You fall into the last balck hole
To end your hard
Hard luck story
Its a hard luck
Hard luck story
Dont ask me to pray to jesus
Ive never met the man
I only meet weekend preachers
Pictures of the promised land
All the new holy saviours
Who pretend to understand
Who do you think will save you
Modern day beggar man
Such a hard luck
Hard luck story
Its a hard luck
Hard luck story
Its such a hard
Hard luck story
Its a hard luck
Hard luck story
Dont ask me to love my neighbour
Dont ask me to tip the waiter
Dont ask me to pray to jesus
He picked his time to leave us
Its a hard luck
Hard luck story
Its a hard luck
Hard luck story
Its a hard luck story
Hard luck story
song performed by by Men At Work
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Love of our neighbour, then, has just the same respect to, is no more distant from, self-love, than hatred of our neighbour, or than love or hatred of anything else.
quote by Joseph Butler
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Lend A Helpin Hand
(allen collins - ronnie van zant - gary rossington)
Oh. now when you think the times ___
Take a look around
cause babies are dying from disease
Sleeping out on the ground
People never seen the tortured eyes
From a foreign land. no
When you see somebody whos down and out
Lend a helpin hand
You better, lend a helpin hand. if you can
Lend a helpin hand
Do it if you can
Oh. every time you feed your face
Do you bow your head
Hunger kills each and every day
Wont you share your bread
If youve ever felt the pain inside
I know youd understand
When you see somebody whos down and out
Lend a helpin hand
You better, lend a helpin hand. if you can
Lend a helpin hand
Do it if you can
Oh. every time you feed that face
Do you look around
For somebody right in your own neighborhood
Sleepin out on the ground
And do some down south jukin
If youve ever felt the pain inside
I know youd understand
When you see somebody whos down and out
Lend a helpin hand
Why dont you, lend a helpin hand. if you can
Lend a helpin hand
Wont you please lend a helpin hand
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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I'm Bad
bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
I was bas born
I'd be badder when I die
I'm bad when I am sober
I'm badder when I'm high
I'm when I feel good
I'm bad when I'm blue
I'm bad to myself
So I'll be bad to you
So I'll be bad to you
I should've been good
Look at the trouble I've had
I would if I could
But I'm just bad
bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
I'm, bad and I'm alive
I'll be badder when I'm dead
I'm bad in my body
man I'm badder in the head
I'm bad in the bed
Something wrong from the start
Guilt in my mind
Evil in my heart
Evil in my heart
I don't need to be happy
I don't care if I'm sad
I don't care about nothin'
Cause I'm bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
Don't lend me a dollar
Don't lend me a dime
Don't lend me your wife
She'll have a good time
I'm bad in my car
I'm badder when I'm home
I'm bad when I'm with you
And I'm badder all alone
I'm a low down worm
I'm a conquering worm
I'm a blood-suckin' worm
I'm a slime baitin' worm
I'll put you on the hook
And I'll watch you squirm
I could never learn
Any young turks new tricks
I could never learn
Not to kick against the pricks
Things go from bad to worse
Sometimes it makes me glad
That I was born
Under the Curse of being bad bad bad bad bad
bad bad bad bad
Don't lend me a dollar
Don't lend me dime,
Don't lend me your wife
She'll have a good time
Don't lend me a twenty,
Don't lend me a ten,
If you lend me a hundread
You'll
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Arna
Snow, now, show, how, blow, low, flow, mow;
And like Arna your lover who is my neighbour,
But night and day i will watch over you.
Vow, tow, sow, glow, cow, bow, grow, wow;
According to the promise of your love and,
According to the promise of peace!
But partake with me in that which is right always.
You will be refreshed with the muse of love and,
You will learn a lot from me as well;
But i will watch over you always!
For Arna your love is my neighbour,
And i will do my best to guide you on with my experiences.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To Lend
To Lend
Don’t you know
People need people
Amen
To lend an ear,
To listen, to hear
About what’s special and dear
Or full of fear
People need people
Amen
With a message to send
People need to lend a hand
To help us all accomplish God’s plan
Sharing life with someone special
Walking hand in hand
On the beach in the sand
People need people
Amen
To lend themselves as a friend
To another as a sister or brother
A father
A mother
To lend
Don’t you know
People need people
Amen
poem by E.Marie AldrichCreasy
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That past is still within our living memory, a time when neighbour helped neighbour, sharing what little they had out of necessity, as well as decency.
quote by Mary McAleese
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This Noise
The noise that disturbs your neighbour is like,
A swimmer without a life-jacket!
But, i will live to lead you on peacefully;
However, this noise around you is like a hammer hitting the head of the nail.
The noise that disturbs your neighbour is like,
Creating the silent war within your neighbourhood!
And like the heart of a summer around many others;
For, i know when it matters most.
Try to learn and try to live with one another,
Try to do your best without disturbing your neighbour!
For, this noise will surely not bring you peace among them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Neighbour once over the hedge, neighbour over it again.
Buy your neighbour's ox, and woo your neighbour's daughter.
Ratnakar
Blissful homes and blissful love,
The food that you ate matters to me;
And i am the one you are searching for,
But the muse of life is like your love.
He who increases the knowledge of the world increases sorrow,
But i am guiding my mind with the wisdom of your love;
And you are like my neighbour next door.
Ratnakar my neighbour is very nice and full of wisdom,
And wisdom excels folly as the light excels darkness!
But love builds up the home.
Blissful homes and blissful love,
Who plants a field and doesn't eat from it?
For i am from Papua New Guinea;
And like the days in 'Helen of Troy',
But i am here to show you my sincere love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My dears…
Lend me your ears;
Lend me your eyes;
Lend me your words;
Our attitude, we must mend.
We must make amends;
Sometimes, we must bend;
The stalemate must end;
Our faults, we can’t defend.
To our patients, we must well attend.
On them, we all depend;
They are our Godsend;
Our ways, we must wend!
Let smiles and laughter, the air rend!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-09-11
poem by John Celes
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I Am Graced
I am graced and I greet you with open arms,
Hands are stretched out to keep your heart.
My heart has good wishes for you,
I want to complain, I need some time to explain.
The neighbour is to be loved,
That neighbour is you and my heart.
I want to marry the dream of my choice,
That next-door person is you, my choice.
I read the complaint I make, and I have warmth,
For warm feelings deliver a peace.
You are to be loved like the one next-door,
The neighbour of decisions, no lies.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Does The Lotus Shrink Away For Everyone?
(after A.G. Visser)
Early every evening after I see my neighbour driving away
an expensive car stops on the sidewalk,
there’s an old legend that returns to me
when the sultan Mirza Khan goes on a pilgrimage
with many knights
on his way to Ispahan with his caravan
and he’s just left when the neighbour’s wife rushes past
without loosing a moment.
Early every evening after I see my neighbour driving away
where in the darkness of night he leaves
to be involved with his commitments
with many knights,
while the winter wind cuts through me,
the gaze of the neighbour’s wife chills the leaving car,
there’s an old legend that returns to me
where in the palace Fatima made herself lovely
and the sultan had just left
to be involved with his commitments,
the neighbour’s wife hurries and do not want to avoid her lover
and I read insubordination, pleasure and rebellion on her face,
early every evening after I see my neighbour driving away.
When a horseman appears as the emir of the Badewyn
Fatima is naked, young and slender
and the sultan had just left
and the neighbour is really dedicated
exemplary, friendly and he wears glasses,
there’s an old legend that returns to me
where they meet each other and make love for hours
when the purple iris blooms in the cup of the holy lotus
and Fatima is naked, young and slender
and the neighbour is with other knights when his wife is wooed
while she is begging for other attention.
Early every evening after I see my neighbour driving away,
there’s an old legend that returns to me:
Does the lotus shrink away for everyone, does it wither
when the sultan Mirza Khan goes on a pilgrimage
when the purple iris blooms in the cup of the holy lotus
on his way to Ispahan with his caravan?
[Reference: “Divan” by A.G. Visser.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Universe
Many blindly believe and trust in what is not the truth,
But nature itself is full of love and it is crowned with beauty!
So be yourself and learn from the truth always.
Listen to your heart and return to yourself,
This universe if full of love for us to share;
And, try and learn the best from others too.
Love makes the world go round so,
Listen to your heartbeat;
For, in the beginning was the world made for us to live in.
Why hate your neighbour?
You've got love to give;
And whatever you do,
Do it for the love.
You've got love t give to the universe,
You've got a message to share with us all;
So, why hate your neighbour?
With love, we have the green vegetation;
With love, we were made out of dust;
With love, the skies are blue and white to see;
With love, the oceans are blue;
With love, we were made male and female;
This is the sweet love to touch all mankind but,
Many are very blind to the truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Feud’s abode
Feud is born and exists
Where affinity or identity rules.
Brother vs. brother and Neighbour vs. neighbour,
Have more hatred and less harmony.
25.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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