Laughter is the mind's intonation. There are ways of laughing which have the sound of counterfeit coins.
quote by Edmond de Goncourt
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Let get laughter way out of yourself
Let get laughter way out of yourself
Make the happy sound awake
Laughter magic and enchanting
Don't sustain it in your soul
Let yourself go into joy
May it help forever
People from wherever
Getting circled together
Laughter can be a kind of help
A worthy enemy to distress
Rise this laughter so dear
To be heard by human ears
Make it go on around the world
Little chuckles happy giggles
So many ways of laughing
Don't fear the others comment
Let laughter way out of yourself
Be assured laughter is magic
Open your heart to this very
Very special kind of sound
Let get laughter way out of yourself
Make the happy sound awake
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poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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As Baile
Intonation
The title "As Baile" can be translated as "away from home".
The song itself is all intonation, although you might say the intonation is "based" in Irish Gaelic. Enya sings "or, horo, mo-ray he u way, he u way" and so on. The word "or" is an interjection that could be translated as "oh!" or "oho!", but the rest of the song is intonation.
Information from Louise N Fharrachair and Daniel Quinlan
song performed by by Enya
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The Sound of Your Laughter
The sound of your laughter
Is what pulls me through
The harshest winter
The sound of your laughter
Makes every bright summer day
Brighter
The sound of your laughter
Is what gets me up in the morning
With it
I can take anything life can bring
Not to make too much out of it
But to me
Everyday Is a good day To live
To The sound of your laughter
Centre Of Attention (Fun Poem 41)
You will find wherever you go
someone who wants to be
the centre of attention.
Personally, it is not a road
I want to go down.
Myself I would rather be the shrinking violet,
the one sat on the shelf.
Unfortunately, the more I try to hide,
the more obvious I become.
Therefore, I am marched down to centre stage,
so someone can have some fun,
but as I am a fun loving person,
I'll play along with them.
I don’t mind being the stooge,
whom they can poke fun at.
After all, I’m only a short six foot three inches tall.
Therefore, they have a little bit to poke fun at.
Then the people start laughing,
well let me tell you now.
Laughter is magic to my ears,
it mean people are happy,
and I like that sound,
even if they are laughing at me.
Laughter is good medicine;
it helps so many lose their blues.
Therefore, if I get called upon,
to a place I don’t want to be,
so long as someone gets a laugh,
that is all that matters to me.
poem by David Harris
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What A Beautiful Sound
beautiful sounds
that stir the heart
free awakening soul
lift flight sky spirit
sound of river running wide unified flowing
sound of creek running downhill leaping splashing
sound of stillness crisp haunting in still mountain morning
sound of wind timeless moving over through forest trees growing
sound of whispers retracting as first soft snow flutters falling
sound of soft rain tender kissing warm earth embraces water waiting
sound of rain heavy droplets embracing dancing love symphony greeting
sound of storm clouds fast running painting sky black spiraling
sound of thunder freedom singing vibrating through poet laughing
sound of morning awaking to gentle joy of my young daughters laughing
a beautiful sound is bliss joy of young daughters happiness laughing
a beautiful sound is healthy children fed soul wonder bliss laughing
a beautiful sound is our well fed children in joy mind song laughing
a beautiful sound is God smiling with me in child mind song laughing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Laughter
Then the Lord smiles
Flowers florescence
Tickled heart shines
In twinkling eyes
Befriending laughing tears..
Laughter is heavenly
Savvy happy, for it links
Body, mind, soul so intense
Beatitude for it enchains
Being to being contagious
Harmony for it thereon begets
Laughter is heavenly..
Hell with laughing devils
Their laughter of cacophonic peals
Laughs to laugh at tears
Not so, not so with heavenwards
Imbibed of seventh heaven redolence
Laughter is heavenly
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Laughter In The Rain.
We use to have it,
Long long time ago.
We use to reach for it.
But now it’s no more.
It was our pride,
Having laughter in the rain,
With nothing to hide,
We made it plain.
How stunning it was laughing in the rain.
Laugh like a drain,
Like a baby with no stain.
Yes!
I felt like a child
Felt it like a lady that is not wild.
Having laughter in the rain with you,
Hand in hand walking on the street with you.
In all times you hold me tight.
To make me feel alright.
Laughter always in my mouth.
`Cause you always with me no matter what.
How stunning,
Having laughter in the rain.
No cunning,
We made every thing plain.
Sit on the couch laughing and laughing
Laughing and laughing.
To ease the pain.
Having laughter in the rain.
Laughter in the rain,
Sadness of our pain.
It was a pleasure.
It is a treasure.
And I am sure
It is nothing you will not want to measure.
Our laughter in the rain.
The many tears we cried over and over again.
It is something maybe good.
Everyone thought we could,
Take it to the next level if we would.
I remember thousand of the droplet tears
The holding and cuddling to take off the fears.
Titter to make us laugh.
Titillate me to get me down.
Laughter in the rain.
Took away our pain.
But now it is no more.
We lost it long time ago.
It was our pride.
It was with us every time we ride
Laughter in the rain.
poem by Chinwendu Ibeh
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Do you hear it?
Do you hear it?
The laughter?
You don't know, do you
That we are only here to serve THEM
Those so high, high above us
We are their pawns, their playthings
To them we are nothing
They sit on their thrones laughing
At us
Laughing their laughter,
The laughter of dark gods.
poem by Jesse Bourque
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Loves Strange Ways
When passion shines her blinding light on you
You know my friend theres nothing that you can really do
Just follow on behind her veil of deepest purple haze
Down, to loves strange ways
Drowning in a laughter as you go
Intoxicating laughter that spins you high and low
Dangerous times are these, but oh so wonderfully new
Laugh along you fool, cant you theyre laughing at you
Lost in the haze
Of loves strange ways
Aint it funny how it turns
When its all over, nothings learned
Just a passion and a fool
And a memory that burns
And thats what you get
When you play with loves strange ways
song performed by by Chris Rea
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But No More
The time is now or never
The crashing is coming near
The delphi is on the corner
And he whispers in your ear
It used to be men could be solemn even while laughing
And laughter could be heard shore to shore
But no more
Now all you hear is crying
Cause no one's on the phone
Your feet are just now freezing over
You know that you are here all alone
It used to be men could be solemn even while laughing
And laughter could be heard shore to shore
But no more
When I think of friends and places
Things we wanted, hoped we'd be
All that's left is fading traces
Memories of what use to be
Hear their laughter, see their shadows
Feel the darkness, see the light
We had lit all but lost so quickly
We think we won but we lost the fight
But it's all the same to me
I've seen all I want to see
First they laugh at you
Then they cry
Say they'll always be there
Then they die
So alone yet so alive
It used to be men could be solemn even while laughing
And laughter could be heard shore to shore
But no more
song performed by by Zebra
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Your Laughter
YOUR LAUGHTER
Your laughter,
a blossoming bud,
eyes like peacock,
vivacious, sweet your laughter,
what are the feelings,
on your faces,
your laughter,
like a melodious rain,
creates sensations in the heart,
your laughter
benumbs the eyes
i pray,
you carry on laughing
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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The Sound Of Laughter
The sound of laughter is a thing of beauty for laughter spreads the very gift of joy
That people they are drawn to happy people is not that hard for to understand why
Since everybody wishes to be happy and laughter it spreads happiness around
And only the heartless could not like the sound of laughter for laughter is a very happy sound,
Than laughter there is no more happy feeling laugh and the World laughs with you seems so true
But if you feel sad and for yourself feeling sorry the saddest person in the World is you
Even your friends would rather not be with you if they see you as one who worship gloom
The happy people attract people to them and in their presence happiness does bloom,
The sound of laughter sends out laughter ripples it is a sound one always loves to hear
And laughter it gives rise to smiling faces and never fails to fill the cup of cheer
The sad one who feels comfort in self pity is the one others do not wish to know
But if you are one who laughs away your worries your friends in numbers seem to grow and grow
And who could not but love the sound of laughter to it there always is a joyful ring
It seems to send happiness out in ripples it is a joyful and infectious thing.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Laughter, The Best Medicine?
what's in a sound, thaT HAS NO WORD?
laughing in enjoyment, or at a spirit broken
laughter brings us closer, or for a fight will gird
laughter has a resonance, meaning many things unspoken
being me, i may laugh, i may cry
but i will only half the time laugh with most of you
the laughter that a good man, a good joke may buy
is the laughter that soars joyful in skies of blue
the laughter that needs a victim? maliscious and so wrong,
you're resonance is dissonance to this poets soul
in this errant, poetic whim, this sad and mournful song
i speak of sounds emanating from a hole
not a heart.
hope, Emily says, sings without words
like the morning majesty of a symphany of birds
nobody i would condone, laughs at birds, only
somehow, with them, but if they're hurt, like maybe you or me
have a poets heart, and share some hope
what may start with a smile
at hurt feelings, or a snit, or a mope
might become a laugh, in a little while
i've heard of many a hopeful smile
try one on
before the music is all gone
and you're left at break of dawn
alone
laughing...
poem by Tommy Lee Rage
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Counterfeit Faker
Call out the undertaker
Call out the police
Counterfeit faker
Is coming after me
Yes, I loved him like my brother
I loved him ambiguously
Theres no way to measure the damage he has done
Counterfeit faker
Carries a grudge
Nervous, I walk through windows
I walk through a plate glass door
Silent, his presence mocks me
And draws me on some more
Counterfeit faker
The damage has been done
The damage has been done
The damage has been done
Counterfeit faker
Bring him on
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Live with Laughter
So much time passess
We have moments of saddness
At other times it seems like we are passed depressed
One thing will keep us together
Its the sound of joy
Laughter from a little kid
The sound of there high pitch laughter
The laughter at every new thing they see
Laughter makes our day better
Laughter makes our life worth living
Nothing can make you feel better rather than laughter
So make someone laugh make yourself laugh and live life
poem by Lexie Bousman
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Of course the most difficult thing on the violin is always intonation. The second one is rhythm. If you play in tune, in time with a good sound that's already high level. Those three are the main things.
quote by Ruggiero Ricci
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My Eshan, my son
He touches me
With the way he smiles
His laughter
Is my every joy
He carries the world
And the burdens
Of more than he should
But he is just a boy
If only there was a way
To bottle those smiles
Or put in a jar
His bubbling laughter
I would treasure each sound
Of joy from his lips
His every happiness is
My happily every after
My love for him
Knows no bounds
He has always been the one
Who makes me smile
With his cute little ways
And how he holds me tight
He is Eshan, he is my son
poem by Priya Patel
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Her Laughter (A tribute to Pablo Neruda)
Now all is gone with the dust,
Air, light and shadow have vanished,
But her laughter remains,
It has kept on blooming,
Through all seasons dark and cold,
Even when the golden sun did not rise,
And the roses turned coal black,
In this cold tundra land of snow,
Her laughter brings to me warmth,
Like a mid summer day,
So I embrace it,
Wishing it will not fade,
My sense have become weak,
The only sound I hear is her laughter,
And the sight of her smile appears,
In the glory of all my love,
I carefully, whisper a praise,
'Perish this world,
The land, sky and sea,
As they can not compare to her laugh,
Thus they do not exist in my mind',
And when the stars all hid,
Along with the shining moon,
Covered, shrouded in the clouds,
All shall be completely dark,
Then a light shall come forth,
In the form of her laughter,
Guiding my steps to her,
Like the silent wind,
Which takes the wanderer to his destination,
With the rain of the monsoon,
Her laughter shall soak me,
Drowning me deep in her sea,
And when winter arrives,
To keep me away from her,
I shall stay patient,
Until spring reaches to reunite us,
In the field of our affection,
Where we shall meet again,
In times of joy,
And of melancholy,
When I am with her,
Or in my ventures,
Laughing may she stay,
So that my strength grows,
And I shall conquer all,
Beheading my enemies,
Through the blade made by her laughter,
If they shall try to distance me from her,
They shall end up in a abyss of vain,
Then let nothing else exist,
No air, no light, no shadow,
But her laughter will forever remain with me,
poem by Paurakh Shrestha
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Laughter echoes
Laughter echoes
Giggles, chuckles, snigger's
He's in hysterics
Laughter echoes
Blood trickles
Oozing, seeping, gushing
His beautiful broken skull
Laughter echoes
Cold voice whispers
Mutters, murmurs, mumbles
He won't stop laughing
Laughter echoes
poem by Fedora Wearing Biggins
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You Believe In Laughter, Do You?
since when have i seen you laughing?
twelve years ago?
really? you don't believe in laughter
anymore. I will take you to places
where laughters are planted
and grown. A stroll at the park
seeds of laughter are sown
by all the children. They run
without direction. Life is a
play, a game. Life is not
a thinking, but a mere
being there. I will take you
to these fancy restaurants.
See the lovey-dovey teeners
over there? They are engaged
in whispers-at-nothing really.
Cheek to cheek. The guy is
handing a spoonful of macaroni
to the girl. And the girl chews.
And the guy takes a glass
of coke, so she does not choke.
Laughters are made here.
And they are everywhere.
Do not follow them home.
You may not find the laughter
anymore in their own
lonely rooms.
Why should our room be
devoid of laughter?
Let me make them
for you. I start with a can.
I will open it. Don't look at me.
Do i look like a guilty
jilted lover?
Now you are laughing.
I told you. It is true.
That affair is over.
We start anew. This
canned laughter. Try it.
For once. Please.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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