I Desire
I want to have the extremes of your Love,
See, how silly am I, wishing for unachievable.
I don't care if you maltreat me or promise to unveil your beauty,
I just want something unbearable to test my fortitude
Let the God fearing people be dwelling in the paradise,
For, instead I want to be face to face with you.
(I don't want to go to paradise but want to observe the Divine Beauty)
O fellows, I am here for a few moments, as a gust,
Like morning star I will fade and vanish in a few moments.
I disclosed the secret in public,
I need to be punished for being so rude.
poem by Allama Muhammad Iqbal
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A Beauty of Love!
I enjoy beauty of star studded night sky;
I enjoy beauty of harmonious waves of sea;
I enjoy beauty of peaceful living of people;
I enjoy beauty of natural poems of poets!
Beauty of human life I enjoy in all forms;
Beauty of fun loving children I enjoy often;
Beauty of smiling flowers I enjoy in garden;
Beauty of art work I enjoy in all forms ever!
World is full of beauty Nature bestows to all;
World is paradise due to love and beauty ever;
World is the abode of man's cultural refinement;
World is the spring board to heaven at the end!
Beauty of love is eternal for all to enjoy in life
Evolving animal into man and man into divine!
poem by Ramesh T A
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If Paradise
If paradise is half as nice
as being here with you,
then I won’t mind being there
when my days here are through.
If paradise holds half the beauty
I see before my eyes in you,
then paradise must be
a wonderful place to see.
We talk of paradise being heaven,
but my real paradise
is when you hold me
in your loving arms with care.
6 March 2008
poem by David Harris
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So Close, Yet So Far
(words & music by joy byers)
So close, yet so far from paradise
I hold, you in my arms, in paradise
Is mine, then you slip away
Like a child at play, and here am i
So close, yet so far from paradise
When you, are close to me, it's paradise
We kiss, oh my love, paradise
Is mine, then suddenly you're gone from me
Like a floating star, i see, and here am i
So close, yet so far from paradise
I reach out for you, but each time i do
I always find you gone
I know love is new, i'll take care of you
In my arms is where you belong
Just, a step away, are we from paradise
Take my hand, come away, to paradise
My love, i want you close to me
I need you desperately, oh here am i
Waiting for you
Here am i
Praying for you
Here am i, so close, yet so far from paradise
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Just a Horse
From time to time,
People tell me 'lighten up, it's just a horse.'
From time to time
People tell me, ' a lot of money spent'
From time to time
People tell me, 'it's just a horse.'
If you really think it's
'Just a horse, '
Like 'just a promise, '
'Just a friend, '
Than you can't see
The beauty of it all.
You just can't see.
The distance traveled,
The time spent,
And the costs involved for
'Just a horse.'
The reason to rise,
Early in the morning,
Taking those long walks,
Even when it's pouring.
It's my proudest moments,
My only company,
The saddest moments,
And the gentle touch,
That gave me a reason to go on.
It's the hopes and dreams,
And the coming of the future.
The fond memories of the past,
And the unforgettable joy of the coming day.
So...
If you really think it's,
'Just a horse, '
Like 'just a promise, '
'Just a friend, '
Than you can't see,
The beauty of it all.
You just can't see.
'Just a horse'
Brings out the best in me,
'Just a horse'
It gives me who I am and
Keeping me from being,
'Just a girl.'
'Just a woman'
'Just another passing being'
I'll smile and nod to agree,
knowing deep down I don't.
you may think it's 'just a horse, '
but it never will be for me.
If you really think it's,
'Just a horse, '
Like 'just a promise, '
'Just a friend, '
Than you can't see,
The beauty of it all.
You just can't see.
poem by Jess Schwarcz
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Paris, Paradise And You!
I have to confess more or less,
The truth in all, which Paris has!
I want to give my bless, to the beauty of this place,
On these lines, in painting a part of its face!
I remember, the moments, we were along!
How nice we talked and dreamed a lot,
As we walked, on Rue St. Germain and St. Michel,
Looking at stores, at buildings. Feeling History, everywere?
And when, the Seine, we had passed,
We many of the events, had felt from the past?
Notre Dame, with it splendour, we looked for more and more,
And next to it, the great ornaments, that we all adore!
Lovers, were sitting in every corner, at every bar,
Even if, Jarden de Luxemburg, was not so far!
And YOU, were so amazing in French,
That I bought, all the books, that were in ranch!
Paris, and her Latin Paradise, were in our hand,
As beautiful as was said!
Napoleon, has put it, with much love, in his plans,
So we, can feel its marvelous bends!
We were in a small Paradise! Lutese in the past!
Today, Paris, we can feel it at last!
Long hours, in her atmosphere, near you in close,
Moments of love, holding you, as a red Rose!
poem by Yoseph Lupu
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The magic of life, like happiness is the byproduct of
The magic of life, like happiness is the byproduct of a great deal of faith, determination, courage, self discipline and love, with direction as well as vision, not just for yourself but for the people you care about and humanity in general. Also being here enough to see the beauty, the paradise in your life, such moments expand creation more than a million big bangs.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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There's A Paradise
And I promise you
There's a paradise
And I promise you
There's a paradise
Were its never raining
And the music playing everything's alright
And I promise you
There's a paradise
You start to jam if you agree with me
Lets come together we are family
Pay close attention if you lean on me
For don't you know that it will set you free
Pop is always for the light romancing
Searching for love so keep on trancing
Here is the question if you feel real nice
I promise you there is a paradise
Enjoy yourself is no tragedy
Enjoy yourself is your fantasy
Now this is the song oh baby cant you see
The rhythm the rimes and my melody
You mist it up your life is show
How far you gonna go I really don't know
Here is the story and it cold as ice
Like I promise you there is a paradise
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Secret Paradise
I have nurtured a garden for you in my heart,
A beautiful garden, full of sweet roses…
And jasmine trees in fragrance,
Where you see green and golden birds flew freely.
Every day I visited this garden paradise,
And cherished every moments of it,
As I promise not to leave and forget,
Our secret paradise, always blooming in my heart.
poem by Desert Life
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Trouble In Paradise
Huey lewis
Billy's home, he just got back from la.
Plenty of lines but nothing to say.
Said i, seen this movie and it don't end nice.
Looks like trouble in paradise.
He used to be cool he used to laugh a lot.
Down at the brothers in the parking lot.
Now he's sick, and he's scared and he's paying the price.
Trouble in, paradise. (trouble in paradise.)
Momma said he always was so nice.
(trouble in paradise.)
American son he's not very old.
An american dream that's never been sold.
The smile on his face is just his last disguise.
We've got trouble in paradise.
There's a scream inside that shouts: here i am !
Some people say: we've got to do what we can.
Me i don't know you see i've been there myself once or twice.
Trouble in, paradise. (trouble in paradise.)
Momma said he always was so nice.
(trouble in paradise.) we've got trouble, hey
Five long years since i wrote this song.
Many people dying, so many gone.
Take one more, coming still as good advice.
Trouble in, paradise. (trouble in paradise.)
Momma said he always was so nice.
(trouble in paradise.) we've been troubled, yeah, yeah
(trouble in paradise.)
(trouble in paradise.)
Hey,
Trouble in
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Her Face.
There is a something in her face
Which in no other I can trace,
And feelings sweet as music stir
When I gaze in her dreamy eyes,
And breathe a perfume, as it were,
From flowers in Paradise.
At morn, at noon and night it seems
As if I moved by faery streams,
A strange light on the leaves and grass;
As if her life-breath were the air
Through which the magic moments pass
In her dream-beauty there.
It is thought's paradise which she
Inhabits like a mystery,
Through which my feelings come and go
Like tunes which to her pulses stir;
And my life day by day, I trow,
Is one sweet dream of her.
poem by Robert Crawford
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What is beauty
beauty they say
is being fair of face
beauty is unexplainable
its everywhere, at everyplace
theres beauty in a mothers eyes
and beauty in a babys face
beauty in a soaring tree
and beauty in a
deserted place
beauty in knobbly hands,
that are weathered due to toil and pace
beauty in natures creations
beauty in His kindness and grace
beauty in the joy of parenthood
beauty in the love of friends
beauty too in adversities
and the angels of mercy he also sends
so much beauty, so much joy
all around if we care to see
this world is full of wondrous things
not apparent to you and me
stop to savour reflect awhile
there is beauty all around
things that happen, prayers anwered
His beauty leaves you spellbound
poem by Arti Chopra
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Paradise the planets of bliss
Paradise is the planets of bliss
The home of God’s Body
The garden of Beauty
It is full of good flora and fauna
And made of gold, silver and precious other things
There are fountains and streams in paradise
They are also signs of God’s superb workmanship
There is morning, noontime and evening in paradise
But there is no night
At noontime it is full of silver light
In the morning and in the evening
Tints of various colors are visible in its sky
In paradise
The evenings are more colorful than the mornings
And the mornings are more refreshing than the evenings
The residential area of the poor people of paradise is near its gates
The middle class people live in the middle area of paradise
The high-class people live at the end of paradise.
There is currency in paradise and many market places
To buy things of one's choice
Where all salespersons are angels
The residential area of the prophets and the like
Is at the end of Ferdous paradise
Wherefrom God’s main court
Laohay Mahfuz and Sidratul Muntaha are nearby.
poem by Asif Andalib
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The sweetest beauty
The sweetest beauty
~
The sweetest beauty
I've had the joy to know
Is tied to my heart
I am bound to her
With an honest devotion
My hearts secret love
This friendship shall last
It shall face each test that comes
It shall never be broken
A promise now made
Will be kept as it was sworn
From the heart and soul
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Waving to moments passing by
Moments happy moments
people think about them
people write about them
people talk about them
people hope about them
I see moments
lots of moments
but I wave to my moments
as they pass me by...
My life is a ship
on an Ocean deep
passing by is the ship 'Could've been'
it holds all my moments in its keep
I stand on my lifes deck
waving to moments till they're just a speck
Moments happy moments
people live them
people grab them
people make them
people savour them
but I wave to my moments
as they pass me by...
Goodbye 'Could've been'
Goodbye moments...
poem by Michelle Melody
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Moments
We have treasured moments
we collect everyday,
as we walk our journey
along life’s long and winding road.
Moments that we want to keep
for some sad and lonely day.
Moments to treasure,
when the sun refuses to shine.
Moments to remember
and call upon at anytime.
Moments when we are blessed,
with love and friendship divine.
Moments that we gather,
with love in our memories.
Moments, beautiful moment,
we gather everyday.
poem by David Harris
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Deeper than the Sea
I knew, from the very first day we met,
That this relationship will end in pain,
But still, I would repeat it again and again,
For those days we were together,
Are moments in paradise.
O this cruel fate,
Today we must part,
Embrace me closely,
Give me your sweetest smile,
Do promise me that you will stay happy.
O dearest, my tears will not fall in front of you,
I will keep them for my silent moments, alone…
Can't you see?
I had released my loveliest bird to fly freely,
Since my love is deeper than the sea.
poem by Desert Life
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Summer In Paradise
Way back when well our master plan
Was havin fun fun fun as americas band
Well we came out rockin with rhonda and barbara ann
Singin of surf and sand
Now when we look back over all the fun we had
If our lifestyles over now it sure is sad
We gotta get back to livin without a care
Give me sunshine water and an ozone layer
Paradise is a state of mind
Where mother nature nurtures and man is kind
We need a change now wouldnt it be nice
If we could bring back summer
Get us back our summer
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
They chop down the forests
And in their haste leave a trail of destruction
And toxic waste is leavin no one safe
In their home or their habitat
Cant let it go like that
Too much consumption and too much greed
When you consider all the people
That are livin in need
Interdependence in this world is a natural fact
And were all under attack
Its the eve of destruction or so they say
But mankind doesnt have to go that way
If we all get together we can make things right
And we can bring back summer
Get us back our summer
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
Surfers recycle now dont you know
Like evryone from california to kokomo
Were gonna keep on rockin
And raisin world consciousness
We gotta fix this mess
Looked in the future and what I saw
Was a world in harmony with natural law
Theres trouble now but it will be alright if we can
Bring back summer
Get us back our summer
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Broken paradise
Broken paradise
~
Paradise has been tainted
stained by a dreams lie
there is no rose garden
no happily ever after
no final solution to happiness
which is in itself a work in progress
paradise is not as expected
its just another place, another time
with different things to face
new people, different words
it was not supposed to be like this
where is the endless laughter
the smiles and friends
which a dream once promised
paradise is broken
but there is still something here
worth holding out for
I really love her
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Luggage
I am a traveller
with only one bag of luggage.
In my bag,
is my passion
to the beauty of many colors
and lights of this universe...
my commitments to many people
who have shared with me
dark moments
and joyful moments too...
and my hopes and dreams
to finish my travel
without hurting anyone
but leave everyone
with only happy moments
to treasure.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Cold Beauty
What is beauty without warmth n love,
Brrrrrrh cold seein but cannot hold.
No grasp of this beauty, only a distant touch,
Maybe from giving beauty to much.
Or not givin beauty enough,
Seein the distant gaze of green, grey, n blue haze
In the place where beautys eyes go.
But to the touch beauty is cold as snow.
How did beauty get so?
Why did beauty let go, of the warmth that imbrased her so tight?
Guess beauty is still beauty inspite,
Only dream of beauty every night.
To wake everyday in dismay not to see beautys face.
So my thoughts of beauty remain in solitude,
to respect beautys mind not to be rude.
Still wantin to intrude because of my pain.
But what if beauty calls anothers name,
In the hours that I dream of her.
So my words remain a secret to beautys ears,
As i quickly wipe away the tears.
And wish beauty the best of life.
As i grasp myself and my dutys,
Still lingering in my mind is cold beauty.
poem by Ozie James
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