Distant Idol
You are up there
Perched
And poised
On a citadel.
Like the Gods
So very human
So very living
But yet
Could not be held near.
I wish someday
You would walk
Down the citadel.
like a human,
have a heart
of feelings and emotion,
which could love
and get loved in return.
But till you remain
Perched,
High on the citadel,
You will be worshipped
Just like the Gods
So very human
So very living
Yet,
distant like an idol.
You are so distant
In the same world,
Under the same sky
But
Unreachable
Just like the stars
Very much seen
Very much admired
Yet never could be felt near.
I wish someday
You would abandon your star status
And hold out
Your hands
Or simply reach out to me
From beyond the clouds
Beyond the distances
And
hold me close
very close
to your being.
But till you remain distant,
Unreachable,
perched on a citadel
you will be wished for
Just like the stars
Very much seen
Very much admired
Yet never could be felt near.
-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Rainbow, Much Beyond My Reach
Up on the horizon
Beyond the clouds
There shines the rainbow
the colours lovely
violet, indigo and blue
How can I not love you
Your colours are so true.
But you belong to the skies
And much as I would want to
You will always remain
Much beyond my reach.
There where the sky
Bends to touch the earth
Preached on heavens pedestal
The colours
Green, yellow, orange and red
How can I stop dreaming of touching you
My hands go mad.
But you belong to the horizon
And much as I would want to
You will always remain
Much beyond my reach.
Someday beyond the clouds
If I ever reach,
Someday in the horizon
If I ever tread,
Would love to hold you
Rainbow
Your arch
A curve of smile on my soul
Your colours a myraid
Of my varied emotions
But till that someday
Remains a distant dream
As much as I would want to
You remain
O raibow!
Much beyond my reach.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Montsgur
I stand alone in this desolate space
In death they are truly alive
Massacred innocence, evil took place
The angels were burning inside
Centuries later I wonder why
What secret that they took to their grave
Still burning heretics under our skies
Religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god will know his own
The innocents died for the pope on his throne
Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal
Curse of the grail and the blood of the cross
Templar believers with blood on their hands
Joined in the choruse to kill on demand
Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty
To stand with the cathars to die and be free
The book of old testament crippled and black
Satan his weapon is lust
Living this evil damnation of flesh
Back to the torture of life
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god know his own
Laugh at the darkness and in god we trust
The eye of the triangle smiling with sin
No passover feast for the cursed within
Facing the sun as they went to their grave
Burn like a dog or you live like a slave
Death is the price for your soul's liberty
To stand with the cathars and to die and be free
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Communist Lying In Bursa Citadel
your beloved is a communist
who has been in prison
since ten years
lying in bursa citadel
he lıes ther
improsened
but his chains broken apert
he reached
the ultımate post in the world
but lıes in bursa citadel
his roots are in the country soil
bears the burden like sheik bedreddin
he lies in bursa citadel
his heart has not been drilled
and not sticking
and is brave as before as ever
his song has not been finished or exhausted
full of hope
still not losıng the paradise yet
he lies in the prison
that lies in BURSA CITADEL
Nazım HİKMET Translatıon Metin ŞAhin
poem by Metin Sahin
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Once you permit those who are convinced of their own superior rightness to censor and silence and suppress those who hold contrary opinions, just at that moment the citadel has been surrendered. For the American citadel is a man. Not man in general. Not man in the abstract. Not the majority of men. But man. That man. His worth. His uniqueness.
quote by Archibald MacLeish
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We...nobodys...nobody
You stand a nobody
In my life.
And here I am
A nobody in yours.
You are a distant stranger
As
A stranger to you I remain.
I can not touch your soul,
as you cannot touch mine.
I cannot think your thoughts
As you cannot think mine.
But then the dreams in my eyes
Why I see them in yours?
It could be imagination,
Or plain crazy guess.
I know,
You stand a nobody
In my life.
And here I am
A nobody in yours.
You are a distant stranger
As
A stranger to you I remain.
I cannot hold your smile
In my lips
As you cannot hold mine in yours.
I cannot cry your tears
Neither can you cry mine.
But beyond the dreams
Why lie locked
In deep recessess of your mind
Those unsaid lines,
Which lie buried in mine.
It could be plain fiction
Or plain crazy guess.
After all,
You stand a nobody
In my life.
And here I am
A nobody in yours.
You are a distant stranger
As
A stranger to you I remain.-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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My true faith
My true faith
She is my true faith
I wished her to remain same till death
That was real feeling from inside
But alas! The distance was very much wide
She has lived very far
I can see her like only star
Not distance may matter
Yet she is world too far
How to tell her about unseen love?
I feel it from deep and believe
She can be mine on any one day
She is keen too but far away
"Safoof, Safoof * I have friend
She murmured and silently quieted
I repeated her to clarify
She smiled and tried to satisfy
He is friend to whom I admired
Played, dreamed and stared
But could not reach him for unknown reasons
I loved him till date as very good person
We are on same boat and I miss the same
I tried to convince and staked a claim
She promised not to discourage but consented
I felt whole world at feet and got elated
"Inshaallah"* we shall meet some where"
In this birth if that is the wish to be met here
I promise to hold it good for you
If words spoken by you is true
I am magically spelled
She opens her lips as not labeled
She is one of the most beautiful I dreamed and desired
Always at heart and adorably admired
I sink daily merely by her look
She has charm of divine book
I try to read her face and again fail
She is no where near me to avail
Inshaallh.. Wish of the almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wish I May, Wish I Might
Every star's a fable,
A story in the sky,
A trail of angel's footprints
(some angels cannot fly) .
Every tale's worth keeping
And writing in a book;
So every star you're seeing,
Just take a closer look:
There's stars wished on by babies,
And stars from lover's eyes,
Stars that saved a sailor
Or intrepid voyager, high.
Stars that guide the night time,
And stars that swiftly fell,
And stars that shine in daylight,
At the bottom of a well.
There are stars in the evening,
And stars before the dawn,
To tell us what the season,
And when the work is done.
There's the first star you remember,
And the last you'll see before
Your eyelids close forever-
Before a star-lit door.
And then you'll be a star yourself,
Shining miles above;
Lighting worlds with distant lamps,
Burning bright with love.
poem by Patti Masterman
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The Stars Do Not Know That They Are Stars
THE STARS DO NOT KNOW THAT THEY ARE STARS
The stars do not know that they are stars
They do not know how violent they are-
They do not know they inspire human dreams
They do not know that they are more distant than they seem-
The stars do not know that they are stars
They do not know we do not see them as they are-
They do not know that trillions of transformations from now
They will not even be gaseous clouds.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Who ever loved
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
Love at first sight, is it the love made of right?
Yet sages claim it takes another kind of love to see
How human spirit, in its tactical withdrawal
From aging outworks and tare and ware that are doomed eventually to fall,
Consents to the bewitching of its shell and shake by troubles of sea
As long as it can hold the frame and citadel
Where the progressive intellect has spent
A lifetime plotting the enlightenment
The backward and the beautiful dismiss of it all
Does it not lie in our power to love and to hate
Does it not the will within us overrule and avoid fate
When reason and dice collide
Which of the two most benefits our pride?
What we observe is censured by the brain
Yet the heart sides with fate time and again
The brain has many ways as it weights events and thinks
The heart locked in one, if missed into melancholy it sinks
The night has many stars to watch us from the sky
The sun has just one glorious unique eye
But go ahead and ask the fools and the bright
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?
Beyond The Distant Hills
The sun is shining for me,
beyond the distant hills.
Where my love is waiting,
for my return.
The water is sweet to drink,
beyond the distant hills,
where a warm fire is waiting,
for my return.
The grass bends in the breeze,
beyond the distant hills.
Where my love’s heart yearns
for my return.
A candle lights a window,
beyond the distant hills.
Where someone keeps a watchful eye,
for my return.
Beyond the distant hills,
where no clouds gather,
and no storms darken the sky.
Beyond the distant hills,
bright eyes wait for my return.
Beyond the distant hills,
my dreams will come true,
and I promised myself one day I will get there.
25 April 1988
poem by David Harris
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Toledo
All through the night you telephoned
I saw the light blinking red
Beside the cradle
But you dont know how far Ive gone
Now I must live with the lie
That I made
But if I call, I know I wont have to say it
Youll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it
But do people living in toledo
Know that their name hasnt travelled very well?
And does anybody in ohio
Dream of that spanish citadel?
But its no use saying that I love you
And how that girl really didnt mean a thing to me
For if anyone should look into your eyes
Its not forgiveness that theyre gonna see
You hear her voice - how could you do that?
You hear her voice - how could you do that?
So I walked outside in the bright
Sunshine and lovers pass by
Smiling and joking
But they dont know the fool I was
Why should they care what was lost
What was broken?
But if I call, I know I wont have to say it
Youll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it
But do people living in toledo
Know that their name hasnt travelled very well?
And does anybody in ohio
Dream of that spanish citadel?
But its no use saying that I love you
And how that girl really didnt mean a thing to me
For if anyone should look into your eyes
Its not forgiveness that theyre gonna see
But do people living in toledo
Know that their name hasnt travelled very well?
And does anybody in ohio
Dream of that spanish citadel?
But we still have florence, alabama
We dont have paris, and we dont have rome
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Still Human
Maybe I’m fierce and cold
Maybe I’m strong and powerful
Maybe I do something unforgivable
Maybe I act like I don’t have a heart
But I’m still human from many sides
Maybe I’m cynical to the world
Maybe I’m drowned in boredom
Maybe I live so much hypocrite lies
Maybe I want to end this existence
But I’m still human for many reasons
Maybe I’m worthless creature
Maybe I’m spoiled little rich child
Maybe I’m stubborn more than a stone
Maybe I’m an arrogant manipulative bastard
But I’m still human by many loves
Maybe I’m broken in thousand pieces
Maybe I rule my own world
Maybe I lost sense of sanity
Maybe I’m untouchable monster
But I’m still human in many parts
Maybe I don’t have any sweet memories
Maybe I never care anyone else
Maybe I wait something unreachable
Maybe I sacrifice all you ever know
But I’m still human till many moments
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Distant Hope
A distant hope
Miles beyond reach,
But nothing that two hearts
Can't easily breach.
A distant hope
May seem out of control,
But love has a way
Of fulfilling it's goal.
A distant hope
May seem like a dream,
But dreams can come true
With two hearts as a team.
A distant hope
May be distant now,
But time and patience
Will close distance somehow.
poem by Adam McKim
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Have I Told You, Son?
Have I told you, son,
That someday you'll be a man?
And that someday that I can't help you,
You'll have to make a stand?
So hold your head up high,
And when I tell you, son,
I say
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
Have I told you, son,
That someday you'll have a car?
And that for you to reach me,
Would still be much too to far?
So hold your head up high,
And when I tell you, son,
I say
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
Have I told you, son,
That someday you'll have a wife?
And that she'll be there for you,
When I am no longer in your life?
So hold your head up high,
And when I tell you, son,
I say
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
Have I told you, son,
That someday all things will end?
And though I fixed your bicycle,
Some things you cannot mend?
So hold your head up high,
And when I tell you, son,
I say
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
And have I told you, son.
That someday soon I won't be ill?
And that even though I'm gone
I'll be with you still?
So hold your head up high,
And when I tell you son,
I say
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
And have I told you, son,
That someday we'll meet again?
And that you'll tell your son just what I told you 'way back then? '
So hold your head up high,
And when you tell your son
I say
Don't you cry, don't you cry.
poem by Gabrielle Morgan
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Unreachable Star
i am tired of you
unreachable star
my hands are numb
my fingers surrender
i am tired of dreaming
you
unreachable star
you are always
very far
tonight i am telling you
i quit
there will be a place
so quiet
and there i will bury
everything
to include you
my
unreachable star.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Every Star Tells Its Own Lie
EVERY STAR TELLS ITS OWN LIE
Every star tells its own lie.
We see them in the sky
And dream of them
As distant lights
Wondrous other words,
Destinations we may one day
Arrive at.
Stars are fires
Gases and heat
Unbearable darkness and cold
Nothing human.
We look up and dream
But when we truly measure to see
We know
How dark the heavens are
And how deeply distant forever
From what we long to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Lost In The Stars
(kurt weill/maxwell anderson)
Before lord God made the sea and the land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
And one little star fall alone
Then the lord God hunted through the wild night air
For the little dark star in the wind down there
And he stated and promised hed take special care
So it wouldnt get lost again
Now, man dont mind if the stars grow dim
And the clouds blow over and darken him
So long as the lord gods watching over him
Keeping track how it all goes on
But Ive been walking through the night and the day
Till my eyes get weary and my hair turns grey
And sometimes it seems maybe gods gone away
Forgetting the promise that we heard him say
And were lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And were lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And were lost out here in the stars
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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for Rose and Arvin
now you have seen
the secret garden
the flowers here
are edible
the seeds life giving
but we do not eat
anything
we do not even chew
any leaf
in here we are cursed
to simply utter
to let time pass
in here we are simply
living on that unseen shape
of awe
on that indescribable taste
of wonder
the stars may be far
as distant as our unfulfilled dreams
but they are always ours
and we are always
their chosen gods.
we shall reign here
on our self-made thrones.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Someday We'll Know
90 miles outside Chicago
Can't stop driving I don't know why
So many questions I need some answers
2 years later you're still on my mind
Whatever happened to the Uptown theatre?
Yeah it held the stars up in the sky
Is true love just once in a lifetime?
Did the captain of the Titanic cry
Someday we'll know
Why love can't move mountain
Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Does anybody know the way to Atlantis?
Or what the wind says when she cries
I'm speeding by the place where I met you
For the 97th time
(Chorus)
Someday we'll know
Why love can't move a mountain
Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Someday we'll know
If love is do or die for
Someday we'll know
Why it died so soon
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
I bought a ticket back to where I came from
I watched my past crash in the sea
If I could ask you just one question
Why aren't you here with me?
(chorus)
Someday we'll know
Why love can't move a mountain
Someday we'll know
Why the sky is blue
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Someday we'll know
If love is do or die for
Someday we'll know
Why it died so soon
Someday we'll know
Why I wasn't there for you
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
Someday we'll know
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Misty Moon
the misty moon the secret star that shyfully hides behind his pa
la lovely lune c’est magnifique tres fantastique my glowy Moon
a floodlit sky only noticed by lovers as they think its romantic
and the right thing to say
not really seen for what he is a share shifting orb
crescent present
shine on harvest moon for me and my me
a non during lightbulb sanity in confusing melee
he does have a face not visible to human race
the winkin moon the thinking moon
he knows when to glow and shares the stage
with a million stars magnitudinal actors real stars.
fuzzy shining and sharp depends how you look
with your eyes seem so tiny from distant earth
yet were really tiny from distant sky
i notice you moon and talk to you moon
and say to the stars they pulse in return
poem by Jasmine Maddock
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