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Foreign Tongue
While speaking in a foreign tongue
many challenges are there
that I enjoy.
New culture
new languages
new rules
new way of thinking
make it romantic
that I enjoy.
I enjoy the mistake
I enjoy new experiments
I enjoy new manner of
Speaking writing
that you have.
While speaking
in a foreign tongue
a new way of life
come to the surface
new words new lines
new and new
that we both
enjoy and like.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Faith With Works
Bridle the tongue,
And be the doers of the law than the hearers;
Of a beastly system,
The tongue is like a fire!
It is an unruly evil and no man can tame it.
The tongue,
You need faith with works to be saved;
The tongue,
Faith without works is dead.
Like a thief in the night,
Do turn your hearts from hatred and turn to love and mercy.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If She Only Knew
Words and music by michelle branch
I dont know whose side Im takin,
But Im not takin things to well,
I can see inside youre achen,
But is it still too early for me to tell.
I try to help you out through the hardest of times,
Your heart is in your throat,
And Im speaking my mind,
Though it looks as if its over,
Im still not over you,
If only she knew.
I try to let it go
But I dont know if I can take it,
Cause the way you looked at me made me see
That I cant really fake it.
I try to help you out through the hardest of times,
Your heart is in your throat,
And Im speaking my mind,
Though it looks as if its over,
Im still not over you,
If only she knew.
I know she loves you and I cant interfere,
So Ill just have to sit back and watch my world disappear.
I try to help you out through the hardest of times,
Your heart is in your throat,
And Im speaking my mind,
Though it looks as if its over,
Im still not over you,
Oh Im still not over you,
If only she knew.
song performed by by Michelle Branch
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In a Manner of Speaking
In a manner of speaking, I want to kill you,
said the drunk redneck to his wife,
In a manner of speaking, I don't love you,
said my ex (turned vegan) to me,
as I returned from a psych ward, hoping for
some sort of reconciliation,
And in a manner of speaking, the whole
world has gone to shit, that no mentally
unbalanced poet can improve upon,
In a manner of speaking, I was just a haiku
before I birthed an epic poem in 2008
and it went something like:
In a manner of speaking…
In a manner of speaking, there is plenty of
beer and loose women,
In a manner of speaking, there is plenty of
internet journals with useless information,
In a manner of speaking, there are plenty of
assholes writing about getting laid and anal sex
on MySpace,
In a manner of speaking, my friend got raped
a few years ago and now has occasional herpes
outbreaks, which are quite disturbing
to her husband,
In a manner of speaking, I'm losing faith in humanity
and love at times,
In a manner of speaking, we just go through the motions,
hoping for something to change or something
spectacular to happen.
But I don't really know any more,
trying to make sense of it all, screaming for some sort of
sanity that eludes me,
In a manner of speaking, I feel alone here,
unable to connect to what's around me-
I just told some guy at a bar that I was a Dallas Cowboys
fan and I don't even watch football,
and he told me to come in my 'gear' on Sunday,
In a manner of speaking, I feel somewhat liberated
because I have no clue as to what I'm doing,
knowing that there is really no escape.
January 8,2008
-Alexander Shaumyan
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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No Business Of Ours
How many times have we
turned our back on someone
who needed our help?
Too many times,
we turn our back saying
this is no business of ours.
How many times have we
walked away on someone
who just needed someone there?
Too many times,
we turn a deaf ear
when we should be listening.
How many times have we
done these things?
Too many times and more.
How many times have we
stood by in someone’s crisis,
but never did a thing.
Too many times,
we have never lifted a finger
when we should have stepped in.
One cry heard in the night
and never answered
is just one cry too many.
Cemeteries are too filled with cries
that were no business of ours.
One day we might realise
one voice can defeat an army,
and one outstretched hand of friendship
could reverse all too popular trends,
saving us from saying,
over and over again,
this is no business of ours.
7 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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Romance of the souls
She
Kept on speaking
Telling me
How to deal with
Life’s intricacies
How to remain calm
In difficulties
And keep smiling
I kept on listening
So involved and
Mesmerized I was
I didn’t know
When she had
Stopped speaking
She reacted pleasantly
Asked me
Were you not listening?
I came out of
My deep thoughts
No, No
I was enjoying your
Wonderful discourse
I remember
Each and every word
You said
Was my reply
Now it was my turn
To tell her
About contentment
Confidence and attitude
She closed her eyes
Listened to what I said
With full sincerity
I finished speaking
But she did not
Open her eyes
Were you listening?
I asked
Yes, yes
Was her reply
Each and every word
You said
Is embossed in my mind
So involved we were
In each other’s discourse
That we did not realize
When each of us
Finished speaking
Kept our eyes closed
Wanting to listen
More and more
I asked her
How it is possible?
It was her turn to
Explain it to me
Dear friend
All what happened
Is called
Romance of the souls
My soul
Was romancing
With yours
24-01-2012
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The Much Abused Stars
speaking of stars
sometimes, speaking of sometimes
the moon
why always the moon? what crime in poetry
has it committed
to always accuse it of being
too silent?
screeching cars, searching for scars,
breaching brakes, couched screams
ice cream on rocky road flavors
tongue twisting on a trip for tarts
for a start
i guess, things are alright with us
here waiting for the bus.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Faith in the Air
I grew in Christianity
With faith to the Divinity
Always in church to pray
And sing songs His way
Such times are often zestful
Have keep my faith quite truthful
As I persist each day in the Lord
Speaking the tongue of His word
Even when adversity strikes
My heart, mind and body alike
Are strong with my faith intact
For Jesus is with me quite exact
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Let It Be
Producers : stock/ aitken/ waterman
Recorded in 1987 as a charity single for the zeebrugge ferry disaster. lyrics taken from uk album sleeve.
When i find myself in times of trouble
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
When i wake up to the sound of music
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, oh let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
When i find myself in times of trouble
Mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be...(x8)
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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I Heard My Destiny Speak In An Unknown Tongue
I heard my destiny walking beside me, I heard
It speaking in an unknown tongue; I asked for ways
And where; I spoke as well as I could in
What I thought could be language it could understand.
I saw my destiny befuddled, sometimes sure
Of it’s stride, and sometimes stumbling as
I walked beside.
I heard my destiny sigh, almost as weary as I.
Then I kept the questions to myself
All my queries were as pointless and why
Should destiny explain to each and every one?
We exist, and then we go
Maybe far, far into the sky.
Tell me where to go and when
Tell me why, how and the means to get there.
I am just a bit of blood and bone
Without you my flesh is bare.
I heard my destiny walking beside me, I heard
It speaking in an unknown tongue;
It showed me strange paths In foreign lands
So much worry and sleepless nights;
Yes, destiny I think even I, in my wildest dreams
Sometimes have my rights.
Copyright: Rani Turton
poem by Rani Turton
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God's Tongue
god,
your tongue
are between
the subjects
around me
each face
your spellbinding
vocabulary
each action
mine included
your verb too
how you
have spoken
to me through
that man
who runs away
with my money
not to do similar act
soon too
you will speak
to him
through another man
who would run
away with his money
my IQ awakens me
to your tongue
in the shape
of all your subjects
speaking to me
through every act
mine, theirs
how wrong i have
been all these years
to think
that you have neglected me
there your tongue
in all your subjects
talking to me
with facts, figures, deeds
and misdeeds
each minute of the day
a mindful chatterbox
you are
but i like you
the challenge
and mysteries
you throw to me
to find out who you actually are
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Its My Turn
(mchael masser/c. b. sager)
I cant cover up my feelings
In the name of love
Or play it safe
For a while that was easy
And if living for myself
Is what Im guilty of
Go on and sentence me
Ill still be free
Its my turn
To see what I can see
I hope youll understand
This times just for me
Because its my turn
With no apologies
Ive given up the truth
To those Ive tried to please
But now its my turn
If I dont have all the answers
At least I know Ill take my share of chances
Aint no use of holding of
When nothing stays the same
So Ill let it rain
cause the rain aint gonna hurt me
And Ill let you go
though I know it wont be easy
Its my turn
With no more room for lies
For years Id seen my life
Through someone elses eyes
And now its my turn
To try and find my way
And if I should get lost
At least Ill own today
Its my turn
Yes, its my turn
And there aint no use in holding of
When nothing stays the same
So Ill let it rain
cause the rain aint gonna hurt me
And Ill let you go
though I know it wont be easy
Its my turn
To see what I can see
I hope youll understand
This times just for me
Because its my turn
To turn and say goodbye
I sure would like to know
That youre still on my side
Because its my turn
Its my turn
Its my turn
To start from number one
Trying to undo
Some damage thats been done
But now its my turn
To reach and touch the sky
No ones gonna say
At least I didnt try
Its my turn
Yes, its my turn
Its my turn
Its my turn
Its my turn
song performed by by Diana Ross
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I have often repented speaking, but never of holding my tongue.
quote by Xenocrates
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Let It Be
When I find myself in times of trouble, mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be , let it be
Wisper words of wisdom, let if be
And when the broken hearted people, living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be , let it be
There will be answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be , let it be
There will be answer, let it be
[solo]
Let it be, let it be, let it be , let it be
Wisper words of wisdom, let it be
And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music, mother mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be , let it be
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be, let it be , let it be
Wisper words of wisdom, let it be
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Ode To The Child
the child is the
father, mother
mentor of the man
he gathers the whole
language for him
his mother tongue
with all the shades of meaning
in the first many years of his life
when you hear a man speak
he is speaking the tongue
of his childhood
when you hear a man lie
he is lying on the inoncence
of his childhood
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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On Betrayal
we often feel as if we've been betrayed...
and we're hurt, angry, scarred, and vindictive...
but the truth is we lead lives of betrayal.
times we fail others, times we fail ourselves.
times when we mean to do the right thing,
and dont follow through.
times we excuse ourselves by
saying we're following our heart.
times we turn away,
and blame it on circumstance.
times we dont dare to do what life demands.
times we choose indifference,
times we think we've already given enough.
times we choose the easy way out.
times we are not grateful...
times we dont forgive but expect forgiveness.
times we dont speak what our heart feels,
until it's too late....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Tongue
Inadvertently I passed the border of her teeth and swallowed
her agile tongue. It lives inside me now, like a Japanese fish. It
brushes against my heart and my diaphragm as if against the walls
of an aquarium. It stirs silt from the bottom.
She whom I deprived of a voice stares at me with big eyes
and waits for a word.
Yet I do not know which tongue to use when speaking to
her – the stolen one or the one which melts in my mouth from an
excess of heavy goodness.
poem by Zbigniew Herbert
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There Are Times
There are times
when life goes topsy-turvy.
There are times
when we are full of dismay.
There are times
when pebbles dropped in water
can be felt across the bay.
There are times
when life gets a little crazy
and we know not which way to turn.
There are times
when everything is rosy
and in everyone’s life, there is sunshine.
There are times
when you feel lazy
and want the world to roll on by.
There are times
your world is filled with laughter.
There are times
when you want to
just sit down and cry.
There is a time for everything
and it will happen when it wants to.
We can only live from day to day
and take these times when they happen.
11 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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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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Turn, and Walk Away
i gave you all the dreams i had
i gave you all i am
now the times are hard and bad
dreams have crumbled in the sand
you turn and walk away
you turn and walk away
you turn and walk away...
hungry eyes are distant now
you're lost inside yourself
you only feel what you allow
you've put me on the shelf
you turn and walk away
you turn and walk away
you turn and walk away...
autumn slowly turns to winter
as leaves fall from the trees
you're staring through the window
as your tears begin to freeze
you turn and walk away
you turn and walk away
you turn and walk away...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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