A traveler must have the back of an ass to bear all,
a tongue like the tail of a dog to flatter all,
the mouth of a hog to eat what is set before him,
the ear of a merchant to hear all and say nothing.
quote by Thomas Nashe
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Universal Traveler
Universal Traveler - Air
(Talkie Walkie; Trans. by Tish)
I know so many
Places in the world
I follow the sun
In my silver plane
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
If you have a look
Outside on the sea
Everything is white
It's so wonderful
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
So far
So far
So far away
I met so many
People in my life
I've got many friends
Who can care for me
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Trust fills everywhere ?
And tomorrow
Is a brand new day
Let's go somewhere else
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
Universal traveler
So far
So far
So far away
So far
So far
So far away
So far
So far
So far away
So far
So far
So far away
song performed by by Air
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Unknown Traveler
(Music: DirkschneiderKaufmannGianola - Words: DirkschneiderKaufmann)
I've passed the lonely gates of Babylon
I've touched the ancient pyramids
I've seen the golden face of Taj Mahal
I've felt the sea of Atlantis
I've counted bricks along the China Wall
I've rode the Slopes Of Kathmandu
I've tasted all the rocks of Everest
To the mountains of the moon
I've seen it all
Through time and matter
No more retreat and no more defeat
So hear the call
The final battle
I'm under attack - I want to come back
I am the unknown traveler - always on the move
I am the unknown traveler
I am the unknown traveler - always on the move
I am the unknown traveler
I've joined the table back in Camelot
Looked for the wood for Merlin's wand
I've traveled places I've been everywhere
I've traveled times so on and on
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Mr Dream Merchant
(ross / weiss)
Hey, mr. dream merchant
Everything depends on you
Oh, hey, mr. dream merchant
Bring him back to me
And make my dreams come true
When I said goodbye
To my love
I didnt mean to make him cry
I didnt realise that I had love
Now I need him by my side
Oh, hey, mr. dream merchant
Everything depends on you
Oh, hey, mr. dream merchant
Bring him back to me
And make my dreams come true
You should have told this fool
To stop it
You should have made this blind girl see
I got my pride back in my pocket
Wont you bring him back to me?
Oh, hey, mr. dream merchant
Everything depends on you
Oh, hey, mr. dream merchant
Cant you make him see
We need each other?
Im no good alone
I really really, really love him
Bring him back to me
And make my dreams come true
Oh, hey, mr. dream merchant
Cant you make him see
We need each other?
Im no good alone
I really, really love him
Bring him back to me
And make my dreams come true
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Too Far From Auntie's Gaze
Auntie said
don't go
too far away
with the mutt
I need to know
where you are
and so you
and the mutt
went down
the metal stairway
and off
into the barrack grounds
at Aldershot
keeping close
to the places
that your aunt
could see you from
and you could hear
soldiers marching
on the parade ground
and the sergeants
bellowing their orders
to the marching troops
and you sensed
the cold air
and frost
on the ground
as you walked
and the mutt sniffed
the earth
and you said
come on mutt
let's go for a run
and off you went
and the mutt followed
and overtook you
its tail wagging
its eyes large
and brown
like pools of chocolate
and lucid like mud
and you raced him
as far as you could
then you had to stop
for breath
and the mutt
stopped too
and looked back at you
its tongue hanging
from the corner
of its mouth
and you looked over
to where your aunt lived
and realised
she wouldn't
be able to see you
from where you were
and the dog didn't care
and the air
was chilling
your lungs
and your tongue hung
in the corner
of your little boy mouth
and the soldiers marched
and marched
and you stood watching
bent over
with your hands
on your knees
and big black birds
called out from the trees.
poem by Terry Collett
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God's Gifts
GOD gave man two ears so that he might hear
Man's truth and also man's lies,
Then also to help man find his way
GOD then gave man two eyes,
Man was then given just one mouth
And also just one tongue
So he would tell the truth and not a lie
And he was gifted that, when he was young.
Two ears for man so he can hear everything
And two eyes for him to see without fail
One mouth and one tongue for the truth
But still from all these gifts; man fell.
poem by Randy McClave
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Tongues
the tongue
of my body
is in the nerves
the tongue
of my soul
in the heart
the tongue of
my mind
in the head
the tongue
of truth and deceits
in the mouth
the tongue of
the World (Creation)
in the words
of God
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Kissing is a rehearsal.
I managed to kiss her on lips.
Lips unlocked, my tongue slipped in.
It darted through lips and about
Her mouth, touching her tongue on tip
Then at bottom and at corners,
Sucking the tongue and swallowing the juice
Till she got fire at her bottom.
Resistance gone, she surrendered.
Kissing is just a rehearsal.
Her mouth stands for her lower one.
Man's tongue stands for his under part.
The tongue signals the man's prowess.
09.08.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hidden Something
something that you promise not to see
again
the tongue hides within the mouth
it will not taste this again
the eyes roll
eyelids close as the scene is
repeated
it is about another form
of tongue-in-cheek
the mouth says something that it does not mean
the brain understands perfectly
like the heart
and so here it is again
viewed for the nth time
this time the conscience is numb
it says
another lie
it comes back again
savoring
what it says it hates
what it believes is too unlikely of its being
but what can you do
here it is again
mutually salivating
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The oil merchant handles gold and diamonds; the grain merchant does business with silver, but the wine merchant is a poor man.
Hamlet: Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveler returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
line from Hamlet, Act III, Scene 1 by William Shakespeare (1599)
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A Dream As A Traveller
I have a beautiful dream,
A dream As a lone traveler,
For being a lonely traveler
To see many beautiful places,
To see many beautiful scenery,
To see lakes, rivers, ocean and mountains.
Travelling is my Passion,
To experience other country's culture,
food and traditions
To meet beautiful and friendly people,
To make friends around,
Just Like you and me
Travelling is my life
Just Love the travel freedom
To see the world alone
As back packer
Dream of a traveler
To write and share my travelling story
As a lone traveler.
To travel around the world
To go to the most remote places on earth
Give me the best excitement and amazement
Good for my soul and life experience.
14 March 2012
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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The Domestic Stones (fragment)
(Translated from the French by David Gascoyne)
The feet of morning the feet of noon and the feet of evening
walk ceaselessly round pickled buttocks
on the other hand the feet of midnight remain motionless
in their echo-woven baskets
consequently the lion is a diamond
on the sofas made of bread
are seated the dressed and the undressed
the undressed hold leaden swallows between their toes
the dressed hold leaden nests between their fingers
at all hours the undressed get dressed again
and the dressed get undressed
and exchange the leaden swallows for the leaden nests
consequently the tail is an umbrella
a mouth opens within another mouth
and within this mouth another mouth
and within this mouth another mouth
and so on without end
it is a sad perspective
which adds an I-don't-know-what
to another I-don't-know-what
consequently the grasshopper is a column
the pianos with heads and tails
place pianos with heads and tails
on their heads and their tails
consequently the tongue is a chair
Tiger By The Tail
What a shock it was so surprising
You looked so small and frail
I didnt know what to do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
People said that you must be joking
You let emotions run away with you
I realized a little too late
I bit off more than I could chew
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
Sometimes you grip it right
And sometimes you fail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
At times life can be so enlightening
But it can turn on you
Lately it gets so complicated i
I dont know what the tiger will do
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
Sometimes you grip it right
And sometimes you fail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
Sometimes you grip it right
And sometimes you fail
I grabbed the tiger by the tail
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Road of life
Time is passing
the circle is shrinking
road is gloomy
traveler is muddled
sounds like dirges
sight of casket
randomizes the mind
the soul seems incomplete
traveler feels hollow
standing up with a will
efforts ending in smoke
rides, insane
traveler is fedup
ball keeps rolling
gets bigger and bigger on its way
isolation gave nothing but tears
poem by Syed Muhammad Furqan
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Fly my lovely kite in the rain
wet cloth me in the night, dress me with a
mink that feather my skin; warm my day
with joy in the lucky sky, return the smooth
of the mouth that sweating my tongue of
the fresh dew lips i return as you
fly little kite in the rain, the tail that guide, hide
it with the wind, cut it short as it dance in the
turmoil breezing skies with dazzling wiggle; just
parting each part with the tearing tail it fall, come
wash out the waiting wet tail in the high above
the land it fly the night may fall, but the rain it
speed up in the tailing sky, as far in a distance
light beneath the horizon of a different
Heavenly skies
rain. rain; touch my tail in the body it fell, thread
lost as far it could stood, hold where nobody should
fold, in the string the wet kite brings, the neon of
fresh, steer me to find the genuine face where
everybody wish to tie my hand to stay goodbye
soar high my dear kite the sky is wide, easy to
fly, as you surf the heavenly sky, leave no one to
remember that the past has something to say
of how to make it easy, with a heavy tail in the air
weight balance my speed, in the wet it rise,
to the spectrum of the clouds, where you want stay
high......fly my kite, the wet tail seem it easy to
carry as the sky goes high
poem by Antonio Liao
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Romanticly charmed
I slither upon one of another outer shell
cool lips pressed against
one whose kisses are hard to resist
warm bold hands upon thy back
romantic whispers set me back
hypnotized by your sexy eyes
I flatter my lashes
you flatter your abbs
your charms are the only one
that can really turn this whole thing around'
the love bell jingles
and we go down
sigh
kiss
rub
cupid really must be bound
lights go out
sleep all night
wake up morning
same ol' story
but one thats just never ending.
poem by Brooke Moran
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Foot In Your Mouth
I recognize that typical, cynical smile you wear on the front row
I can hear you telling everyone about the other show
Youre the one with all of the friends
But none are real cause youre a hypocrite
Just remember that you did it yourself and you wonder how
Just dont stick your foot in your mouth
Never thought before you spoke
You tell me what I want to hear
Turn around and tell another
Who you think you know
Did you really think it wouldnt get back to me
Fabrications that you spun so well
Always ready with a tabloid story to tell
So dont complain to me
Shut your mouth and go quietly
Cause it didnt have to be like this and you wonder how
Just dont stick your foot in your mouth
Didnt have to be this way
You tell me what I want to hear
Turn around and tell another
Who you think you know
But no one cares what you wanna say
Dont bug me or any other
Shut your mouth and go
How can you live with yourself
Knowing all the lies that you tell
How can you live with yourself
I know what you want and what youll do
To get your foot in the door or to just break through
But youre never gonna get to where you want right now
Cause you stick your foot in your mouth
All you have to do is change
song performed by by Hoobastank
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Adage 4
'Don't make use of another man's mouth unless it has been loaned to you.'
Belgian Proverb
if i let you borrow
my mouth
will you follow what it will say?
or will you tell it
what to say?
i am a poet
without a motive
my words speak for themselves
the only function of my
mouth and my tongue
is to eat
and shut up.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet: The Tongue
Tongue, the muscle belly in the mouth’s floor!
That grandmothers used to narrate folklore;
With sensors to taste the food that we eat,
And speak fluently with neighbors who cheat.
The boneless tongue gives creatures satiety;
In misdemeanor, speaks words so nasty;
The tongue-tied man cannot speak out too well;
The one with a long tongue argues like hell.
The tongue can emit both a soothing word,
And also cut like a double-edged sword;
The tongue helps one to sing a sweet song,
And touch one’s nose-tip whenever too long.
The tongue can start a war or conclude it;
Some stars use it for their kissing habit.
poem by John Celes
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The Irony Of Delay
what the heart wants to speak
the mouth tries to hide
the teeth grits in anger
the tongue genuflects upon its tail
then the right time comes
the heart speaks
but by then the body has become weak
the mind too fickle
and so when finally the heart has spoken
what true love is there
the niche is ready for the funeral
of the limbs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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