I was five years old when I wrote my first song. It was out of longing for my father that I wrote it.
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A Linda Song
Music: Barry Manilow
Lyrics: Enoch Anderson
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He never wrote a song for Linda
He wrote as though he lived alone
He wrote of dreams that end
And of sad brave men
Inventing worlds he'd never known
But he never wrote a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
Loved him back to life
When his luck ran low
But he never wrote a Linda song
He nearly broke his heart at writing
Linda kept him from despair
Standin' by his side
through the hungry days
But he hardly seemed to see her there
And he never wrote a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
The one real thing in his crazy world
And he never wrote a Linda song.
When the bills piled up
He couldn't pay
He couldn't dream no more
So he hitched a ride and he rode away
And he left a note for Linda by the door
By the door
When times got rough he'd phone her
Once or twice she took the call
Then she changed her number and she turned her head
And Linda never looked back at all
He'll never write a song for Linda
And she was right there all along
All he knows is no one understands
And he never wrote a Linda song
No he never wrote a Linda song
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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No More
I wrote my name on the seashore
The waves came and it was no more
I wrote my name in the air
The wind came and it was no more
I wrote my name in the sky
The clouds came and it was no more
I wrote my name in the puddles
The sun came and it was no more
i wrote my name in the dust
The rain came and it was no more
One day Gabriel wrote my name
and alas! i was no more
poem by Humna Hamid
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If I wrote a song
If I wrote a song
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If I wrote a song
What could I sing to you
To tell you about my heart
How it will stand by you
Never to let you down
To love you indefinitely
To hear your laugh
And watch you smile
How could that be sung
What would be our melody
The beat of two hearts
Laying together in perfect unison
Gently played into a night
The romantic ballad
Of a string quartet
If I wrote a song
How could I play to you
All that is in my heart
When I think of you
poem by Matthew Holloway
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What They Will Say
Some times, I wonder if I write for the future.
That may seem like a strange statement to make.
Forty-three years ago, I wrote a poem
that at the time no one wanted to know.
Now it is my best-loved poem
read by countless people around the world.
Thirty years ago, I wrote two poems
and each one won me an award,
but at the time I wrote them,
no one wanted to know.
All of which makes me wonder
if what I wrote in my yesteryears
that then none wanted to know.
Could they all be popular now?
Today I started collecting and retyping
short stories I wrote twenty years ago.
At the time, publishers and agents
didn’t want to know.
Now twenty year on
I am wondering what they will say.
24 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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It is not half cooked
Having heard and read, I wrote.
Having seen and felt, I wrote.
I wrote of love and romance
From experience and perception.
As I wrote I was soothed.
Don’t scorn my writings as half cooked.
10.10.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wrote A Song For Everyone
Met myself a comin' county welfare line.
I was feelin' strung out, hung out on the line.
Saw myself a goin', down to war in june.
All i want, all i want is to write myself a tune.
Chorus:
Wrote a song for ev'ryone,
Wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for ev'ryone
And i couldn't even talk to you.
Got myself arrested, wound me up in jail.
Richmond 'bout to blow up, communication failed.
If you see the answer, now's the time to say.
All i want, all i want is to get you down to pray.
Chorus
Chorus
Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains.
Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same.
Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth.
They could have saved a million people, how can i tell you?
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Cry For A Bad Man
CRY FOR THE BAD MAN
He walks so tall to be so small,
I've never net a man stranger.
Lives his life for the dollar sign
and to deal with him is dang'rous.
Well, he knocked me down but I'm on my feet,
now I'm so much wiser.
I'd rather quit that to go back home,
than to deal with the money miser.
Ah oo, let's cry for the bad man.
Ah oo, I sing a song for the bad man.
Well, you treat me right, baby, I'll treat you right,
that's the way it's supposed to be
but I put my faith down in my friend
and he almost put an end to me.
Well, I work seven days a week,
eight when I'm able.
When you take my money from me
you take food from my momma's table.
Ah oo, let's cry for the bad man.
Ah oo, I wrote a song for the bad man.
Ah oo, let's cry for the bad man.
Ah oo, I wrote a song for the bad man.
Well, you treat me right, baby, I'll treat you right,
that's the way it's supposed to be
but I put my faith down in my friend
and he almost put an end to me.
Well, when you take my money, baby,
when you hurt my family
it's like walkin' through the swamps with no shoes
and step on a snake, it's deadly.
Ah oo, let's cry for the bad man.
Ah oo, I wrote a song for the bad man.
Ah oo, let's cry for the bad man.
Ah oo, I wrote a song for the bad man.
- Gary Rossington, Allen Collins & Ronnie Van Zant
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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In The Day's When We Are Dead
Listen! The end draws nearer,
Nearer the morning—or night—
And I see with a vision clearer
That the beginning was right!
These shall be words to remember
When all has been done and said,
And my fame is a dying ember
In the days when I am dead.
Listen! We wrote in sorrow,
And we wrote by candle light;
We took no heed of the morrow,
And I think that we were right—
(To-morrow, but not the day after,
And I think that we were right).
We wrote of a world that was human
And we wrote of blood that was red,
For a child, or a man, or a woman—
Remember when we are dead.
Listen! We wrote not for money,
And listen! We wrote not for fame—
We wrote for the milk and the honey
Of Kindness, and not for a name.
We paused not, nor faltered for any,
Though many fell back where we led;
We wrote of the few for the many—
Remember when we are dead.
We suffered as few men suffer,
Yet laughed as few men laugh;
We grin as the road grows rougher,
And a bitterer cup we quaff.
We lived for Right and for Laughter,
And we fought for a Nation ahead—
Remember it, friends, hereafter,
In the years when I am dead—
For to-morrow and not the day after,
For ourselves, and a Nation ahead.
poem by Henry Lawson
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MY BABY LIKES TO.......by Talile Ali
MY BABY LIKES TO GET BANGED
MY BABY LIKES IT A LOT
DO IT ALL DAY LONG
WITH JUST AS MANY STIFF DONGS
MY BABY LIKES TO GANG BANG
THATS WHY I WROTE THIS SONG
THATS WHY I WROTE THIS SONG
5,19,15,29
BIG, STRONG, HANDSOME, UGLY
MY BABY WANTS TO FEEL THE MONKEY'S COME
BACK TO BACK,2,3 & 4
MY BABY CAN DO SO MANY MORE
MY BABY LIKES HER SOME
MY BABY LIKES HER FUN
MY BABY LIKES TO GET BANGED
MY BABY LIKES IT A LOT
DO IT ALL DAY LONG
WITH JUST AS MANY STIFF DONGS
MY BABY LIKES TO GANG BANG
THATS WHY I WROTE THIS SONG
THATS WHY I WROTE THIS SONG
SHE CAN DO IT IN THE MORNIN
SHE CAN DO IT NOON AND NOGHT
SHE CAN DO'EM EATING HER LUNCH
EVEN WHEN SHE DON'T FEEL RIGHT
MY BABY LIKES TO GAND BANG
EVERY SINGLE KIND OF WAY
IF SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO WORK
WE'LL SHE'D BE DOING ALL, OK?
MY BABY LIKES TO GET BANGED
MY BABY LIKES IT A LOT
DO IT ALL DAY LONG
WITH JUST AS MANY STIFF DONGS
MY BABY LIKES TO GANG BANG
THATS WHY I WROTE THIS SONG
THATS WHY I WROTE THIS SONG
poem by Talile Ali
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So I Wrote You A Song
Words and music by bob seger
I woke up with this feeling
There was something I wanted to say
So I wrote you a song.
Lately girl Ive been dreamin
Dreamin bout you all through the day
So I wrote you a song.
Hope the words will be right
When I see you tonight,
Youll know how I feel.
Im no longer alone,
Think Ive found me a home
And I think its real.
I woke up with this feeling
Havent felt it for quite some time,
So I wrote you a song.
All these thoughts Ive been dreaming
Somehow Ive got to make them right,
Got to make them belong.
Everytime that youre here
Everytime that youre near
Everything is real.
Im no longer alone,
Think Ive found me a home,
And I think its real,
So I wrote you a song.
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Here is the difference between Dante, Milton, and me. They wrote about hell and never saw the place. I wrote about Chicago after looking the town over for years and years.
quote by Carl Sandburg
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All She Wrote
Something's wrong with your mind
It won't think of me anymore
Was it all a waste of time
Tell me why was I such a chore
Broken glass lies empty
Cut my voice so I can't say
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Lying here in your bed
The one that you liked to do it in
Pieces of long brown hair
Are all over it and still in my brain
I can't explain
What it's like not knowing if I'll ever cross your mind
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Sleep through the day
Fight with the night
Seven a.m. and the tv is white
Covered in snow
I never knew that hell could get so cold
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Something's wrong with your mind
It won't think of me anymore
Was it all a waste of time
song performed by by Default
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Legends, Elegies, Pleasures And Norma Jean
The man who wrote Legends of the Fall
Wrote; 'Don't fall in love as if fallin' off a dock at night'
But when you are struck by the thunderbolt
How do you not fall?
The man who wrote the Duino Elegies
Wrote; 'Beauty is only the start of bearable terror'
But to be stuck without beauty
Is unbearable
The woman formerly know as Norma Jean
Wrote; 'I know from life one cannot love another'
I know what she meant, but to love you
How can I not?
The man who wrote The Pleasures of Hope
Wrote; 'How hard it is to find the one just suited to our mind! '
But it is just a little too easy to find one
Who is ill suited
From Legends, Elegies, Pleasures and Norma Jean
What they wrote is unforgettable
And that is what you are muse, though near or far
In every way
poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro
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Lost poem
It was on this page, then gone
Like feathers blowing in the wind.
Where is the prose I wrote?
Not a letter is in sight.
I am looking with all my might.
Oh where is the prose I wrote?
Today I wrote a new poem,
Was it lost in cyberspace?
I hope not for I might not know it,
Even staring at me in the face.
Give me a break, my memories are at stake.
Oh where is the prose I wrote?
Larry only ever wrote one song, and he wrote that with Tony Kaye, I think it was, from Yes.
quote by Neil Innes
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They Call It Gentle and Smile
The Sun wrote a poem
That is morning
The Moon wrote a poem
That is evening
I wrote a poem
That is love
You wrote a poem on your lips
They fondly call it gentle and smile
poem by Kavin Charalan
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The Same Devotion
Read a song a lad wrote
In love of her beloved.
Read a song a girl wrote
In praise of her own God.
Both vibrate same passion.
In both run same devotion.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This Is Your Song
Live your life to the fall
With a lifetime of smiles
Made us know right from wrong
Always knowing a lie
You made us to be tough
But never too rough
Rise above what you said
Never easily lead.
And one day well all sing along
cause this is your song
I wrote it for you
It wont take all day
Just a minute or two
You were a friend
Walk with you to the end
And one day well all sing along
cause this is your song
So Ill try and go on
Loving all that we know
Through the hardest of times
You put on a show
You made us stand tall
When all around us would fall
Even when you were alone
You believed you could fly
And one day well all sing along
cause this is your song
I wrote it for you
It wont take all day
Just a minute or two
You were a friend
Walk with you to the end
And one day well all sing along
cause this is your song
And one day well all sing along
cause this is your song
We wrote it for you
Itll take all our lives
Just to help us get through
You were a friend
Walk with you to the end
And one day well all sing along
cause this is your song.
song performed by by Ronan Keating
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My sense of a poem - my notion of how you revise - is: you get yourself into a state where what you are intensely conscious of is not why you wrote it or how you wrote it, but what you wrote.
quote by Philip Levine
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I wrote The Same Sea not as a political allegory about Israelis and Palestinians. I wrote it about something much more gutsy and immediate. I wrote it as a piece of chamber music.