I have seen you
I have never seen ocean and I have never seen mountain
But I have seen you and want to see you again and again
I have never seen forest and I have never seen desert
But I have seen you and really want to win your tender heart
I have never seen pyramid or ShahJahan's Taj Mahal
But I have seen you and want to adore you once and for all
I have never seen Great Wall or Babylon's hanging garden
But I have seen you and want to carry your all the burden
poem by Asif Andalib
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Babylon
Forever, youll be remembered as the one who played it cool
Whenever they speak your name theyll say its you who broke the golden rule
But heres what I really want to know
Did you see the writing on the wall
Chorus:
Babylon
How long can this foolish magic carry on
Babylon
Who will love you when the fantasy of youth is gone
Babylon is it true that your streets were paved with gold
And did you play beneath the stars
Babylon did you know it would all come down to
How you played the dealers cards
Remember how you loved the laughter
A kingdom on the rise
Crys in the night would turn you to song
And when they call ooh you sang along
Heres what I really want to know
Did you see the writing on the wall
Babylon
How long will this foolish magic carry on
Babylon
Who will love you when the fantasy of youth is gone
Babylon is it true that your streets were paved with gold
And did you play beneath the stars
Babylon did you know it would all come down to
How you played the dealers cards
Its over you rate two pages in some book
Your legacy
Lost in the night and still you sing your song
For those who will take heed
Heres what I really want to know
Did you see the writing on the wall
Babylon
How long will this foolish magic carry on
Babylon
Who will love you when the fantasy of youth is gone
Babylon is it true that your streets were paved with gold
And did you play beneath the stars
Babylon did you know it would all come down to
How you played the dealers cards...
song performed by by Starship
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where are your powers Babylon?
Illustrious Babylon
where are your powers now?
city of fame
city of gold and silver
city of a famous name
where are your powers now?
city of wonders
empire of sin
Babylon
city of ruins
mighty Babylon
city of prowess
empire of old
empire of supremacy
rich with stolen gold
where are you now?
city of the hanging gardens
city holding the righteous captive
where are your powers Babylon?
city of desolate wastes
ferocious Babylon
look out over the valley
Cyrus the great of Persia
with his army of men
and Darius the Mede
with his army of men
diverting the great river Euphrates
and sneaking under your walls
your 'impenetrible walls
Babylon
city of ruins
Where are your powers
King Nebuchadnezzar?
your colossal gate is open
your subjects are drunk
drunk with wine and blood
unaware of approaching destruction
living their normal course of life
where are you now Babylon?
heaped in ruin and desolation
...forever
now just a dry desert plain
and the wind goes...hush...
poem by Allen Steble
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Carry You
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
If I can walk on water
And calm a restless sea
I've done a thousand things you've never done
And I'm weary watchin'
While you struggle on your own
Call my name, I'll come
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I give vision to the blind
And I can raise the dead
I've seen the darker side of Hell
And I returned
And I see these sleepless nights
And I count every tear you cry
I know some lessons hurt to learn
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you, my child
I see these sleepless nights
And I count every tear you cry
And call my name, I'll come runnin'
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child
Lay down your burden, I will carry you
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you, my child, my child
I will carry you
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Hey-Yeah-Hey-Yeah Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Wonder of work's
Some budy
Told love is
A taj mahal
Is the one of
Beauty ful bulding
For loving
The king of S. khan
Wife mumthaj
Momey of the
Loving bulding;
Is the taj mahal...!
Taj mahal is
Lovely and great
Bulding...
But; that is not
Great vision...
To the white
Tails and marble's...
Its not...
Thousands
Thousands
Labur people
Hands and to
The work's;
Is a taj mahal
To day
Great beautyful
Bulding...
Not for love only...
Wonder of
work's always
Making only...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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One Of You
Breathe in the water
Drown in the sky
High, high above her
While I'm flowing through your eyes
Hold me in motion
Still in your sun
Under this ocean
There's a world melt into one
And i'm hanging on to everything i hold dear
And i'm letting go of fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
See all the darkness
Blind in the light
Deep in this forest
Tell me leave this in this night
And I'm hanging on,
To everything I hold dear
And I'm letting go of all this fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
Go somewhere better
Go to the sea
Walk through the desert
Till your love grows over me
And I'm hanging on
To everything I hold dear
And I'm letting go of all my fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
To every single one of you
To every single one of you
Every single one of you
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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The Cloud On The Mountain
Elevation bestows the sky's nearness to my abode
I am the mountain's cloud, my skirt sprinkles roses
Now the wilderness, now the rose garden is my abode
City and wilderness are mine, ocean is mine, forest is mine
If I want to return to some valley for the night
The mountain's verdure is my carpet of velvet
Nature has taught me to be a pearl spreader
To chant the camel song for the camel of the Beloved of Mercy
To be the comforter of the dispirited farmer's heart
To be the elegance of the assembly of the garden's trees
I spread out over the face of the earth like the locks
I get arranged and adorned by the breeze's
I tantalize the expecting eye from a distance
As I pass silently over some habitation
As I approach strolling towards a brook's bank
I endow the brook with ear rings of whirlpools
I am the hope of the freshly grown field's verdure
I am the ocean's offspring, I am nourished by the sun
I gave ocean's tumult to the mountain spring
I charmed the birds into thrilling chants
I pronounced 'Rise' standing by the verdure's head
I conferred the taste for smile to the rose-bud
By my benevolence farmers' huts on the mountain side
Are converted into bed chambers of the opulent.
poem by Allama Muhammad Iqbal
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words like a forest hide me
and you will not see me crying
because my eyes have become leaves
without tearglands
words like a wall of rain cover
my weeping with the sound of its heavy rainfall
and you cannot hear me anymore
except the tender sound of a shower
and the rolling of the accompanying thunder
now i have grown words like a garden of grass
and some seeds are groomed to become trees
now i have kept my words like wild vines
and climbers and they cover everything about
my grief and lamentations
now you ask me where i am, ask my words
oh they will not tell you. You are my pain.
And there is no word equivalent to your name
anymore in this forest, in this grassy garden.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Words Like A Forest Hide Me
words like a forest hide me
and you will not see me crying
because my eyes have become leaves
without tear glands
words like a wall of rain cover
my weeping
with the sound of its heavy rainfall
and you cannot hear me anymore
except the tender sound of a shower
and the rolling of the accompanying thunder
now i have grown words like a garden of grass
and some seeds are groomed to become trees
now i have kept my words like wild vines
and climbers and they cover everything
my grief and lamentations
now you ask me where i am,
ask my words
oh they will not tell you.
You are my pain.
And there is no word
equivalent to your name
anymore in this forest, in this grassy garden.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Wedge
Were bobbing on the surface
And the shadow glides below
They say she feels my heartbeat
Oh..but how Ill never know
That its the ocean flowing in our veins
Oh..that its the salt thats in our tears
Oh..cause we could have come so very far
Oh..in at least as many years!
Take the highway through the great divide (x2)
Im building you a pyramid
With limestone blocks so large
I drag them from the mountain top
Youll need a two car garage
And its the ocean flowing in our veins
Oh..that its the salt thats in our tears
Oh..cause we could have come so very far
Oh..in at least as many years
Take the highway through the great divide x2
Cause its the ocean flowing in our veins
Oh..that its the salt thats in our tears
Oh..cause we could have come so very far
Oh..in at least as many years
Take the highway through the great divide
song performed by by Phish
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Burden To Carry
Every man has a burden to carry
And some seem to carry it very well
While others complain, about the burden and strain
And as their fall from grace to all they must tell.
They will blame all others for the life they live
And then brag and lie for pity and shame
They will tell themselves to halt, that it was never their fault
So they figure their loss will also be their gain.
Every man has a burden to carry
And some need to carry that burden alone
As they don't seek help, from no one but themselves
And only GOD will feel their pain or hear them moan.
The burden they have is their right of passage
As they walk through life to become a man
Every step that they take, another worry they will forsake
And truly that a vigilante only he should understand.
Every man has a burden to carry
And so many carry it with a vigor and pride
As they head down the road, with their own life's load
While keeping a happiness and love and joy deep inside.
They live the life that was presented to them
And never once do they complain or quit
They take life in it's stride, they throw their chest forward in pride
And what they lost or will loose, they will never miss.
Every man has a burden to carry
And to see it just look upon a mans face
He will either be wearing a smile, like holding a child
Or else you'll see pain and sorrow and even disgrace.
Just walk in his footsteps at least one time
Take his journey as he run's or walks or even tarries
Then you will feel the weight, that man can't escape
As every man has a burden, that he must carry.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Hanging Garden
Creatures kissing in the rain
Shapeless in the dark again
In the hanging garden
Please don't speak
In the hanging garden
No one sleeps
In the hanging garden
In the hanging garden
Catching haloes on the moon
Gives my hands the shapes of angels
In the heat of the night
The animals scream
In the heat of the night
Walking into a dream . . .
Fall fall fall fall
Into the walls
Jump jump out of time
Fall fall fall fall
Out of the sky
Cover my face as the animals cry
In the hanging garden
In the hanging garden
Creatures kissing in the rain
Shapeless in the dark again
In a hanging garden
Change the past
In a hanging garden
Wearing furs
And masks
Fall fall fall fall
Into the walls
Jump jump out of time
Fall fall fall fall
Out of the sky
Cover my face as the animals die
In the hanging garden
As the animals die
Cover my face as the animals die
In the hanging garden
song performed by by Cure
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Babylon
Babylon is no more
and lies shattered
against a desert plane
where it has fallen
centuries ago.
Yet Babylon’s spreads
wider to cities
all across the world
where unreligious people
stay and play
on the microcosm
of humanity
and strife to be greater
than the gods
and create places of sin
and utter rebellion.
Only when the clock work
strikes midnight
are the hand seen
that writes on the wall
and only then,
there’s some comprehension
that all evil will perish
and that the city fortress will fall.
poem by Gert Strydom
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How Many Miles To Babylon
In this wasteland without any shadows
There is no water for my dusty throat
There is no rainbow days filled with silent sorrow
And for our sins there are no antidotes.
Eternal sand
There is no end to this no mans land
We all must pay
For the piper we dance while he plays
How many miles to babylon
How many years must I carry on.
In this our endless searching for the holy grail
There is no sleep for the souls who find no rest
Ships of the desert without rings or sails
Flotsam and jetsam floating from the west
Eternal sand
There is no end to this no mans land
We all must pay
For the piper we dance while he plays
How many miles to babylon
How many years must I carry on.
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
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How Many Miles To Babylon
In this wasteland without any shadows
There is no water for my dusty throat
There is no rainbow days filled with silent sorrow
And for our sins there are no antidotes.
Eternal sand
There is no end to this no mans land
We all must pay
For the piper we dance while he plays
How many miles to babylon
How many years must I carry on.
In this our endless searching for the holy grail
There is no sleep for the souls who find no rest
Ships of the desert without rings or sails
Flotsam and jetsam floating from the west
Eternal sand
There is no end to this no mans land
We all must pay
For the piper we dance while he plays
How many miles to babylon
How many years must I carry on.
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Empire State Human
Since I was very young I realised
I never wanted to be human size
So I avoid the crowds and traffic jams
They just remind me of how small I am
Because of this longing in my heart
Im going to start the growing up
Im going to grow now and never stop
Think like a mountain, grow to the top
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
With concentration
My size increased
And now Im fourteen stories high
At least!!
Empire state human
Just a bored kid
Ill go to egypt to be
A pyramid
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if Im not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because Im not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till hes fully grown
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till hes fully grown
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
song performed by by Human League
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O Lord My God! - -Carl Boberg
O Lord my God!
When I in awesome wonder
consider all the worlds
Thy hands have made
I see the stars,
I hear the rolling thunder,
The power throughout the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the geltle breeze;
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in; -
That on the cross my burden gladly bearing,
He bled to take away my sin; -
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim, My God, How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
poem by Sangnam Nam
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The Ant Explorer
Once a little sugar ant made up his mind to roam-
To fare away far away, far away from home.
He had eaten all his breakfast, and he had his ma's consent
To see what he should chance to see and here's the way he went
Up and down a fern frond, round and round a stone,
Down a gloomy gully where he loathed to be alone,
Up a mighty mountain range, seven inches high,
Through the fearful forest grass that nearly hid the sky,
Out along a bracken bridge, bending in the moss,
Till he reached a dreadful desert that was feet and feet across.
'Twas a dry, deserted desert, and a trackless land to tread,
He wished that he was home again and tucked-up tight in bed.
His little legs were wobbly, his strength was nearly spent,
And so he turned around again and here's the way he went-
Back away from desert lands feet and feet across,
Back along the bracken bridge bending in the moss,
Through the fearful forest grass shutting out the sky,
Up a mighty mountain range seven inches high,
Down a gloomy gully, where he loathed to be alone,
Up and down a fern frond and round and round a stone.
A dreary ant, a weary ant, resolved no more to roam,
He staggered up the garden path and popped back home.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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O’ You My Luminescent Lips
O’ YOU MY LUMINISCNT LIPS
esspeecee …15.06.09.
With your swinging lips
Together will go for
Virgin dating
In hanging garden of Babylon.
With your nimble lips
Together will go for
Topsy-turvy rafting
In river Amazon.
With you ‘bee-stung’ bold lips
Together will go for
Enjoying redness
In setting sun on ocean.
With your pale lips
Together will go for
Dehydrating delight
In desert Sahara.
With you ‘dead-as-cold’ lips
Together will go for
Frigid, frosty fusion
On the summit of sage Himalayas.
With your streamy lips
Together will go for
Serene canoe sailing
In the river Satadru.
With your quivering lips
Together will go for
Gleeful gliding
In vast space.
With your wet lips
Together will go for
Delighting dousing dive
In bottomless Atlantic.
With your fluttering lips
Together will go for
Stupid soliloquizing
In undiscovered isle.
With your acrobatic lips
Together will go for
Glib and gracile floor exercise
In gymnastic arena of Olympics.
With your arid lips
Together will go for
Imbibing moisture
From Nigeria Falls.
With your fatigued lips
Together will go for
A sheer Sabbath in
‘Palace on wheels’ of Rajasthan.
With your creeping lips
Together will go for conversation
With tender grass carpet
In effeminate dawn.
With your aggressive lips
Together will go for a chill out in
Electrifying samba duo
In discotheque hang out.
My psychic sojourns
With your lips are: Over.
I’ll reflect beams of lights
From my prismatic eyes
On your irresistible lips
For dance of colorful rainbow.
O’ You my Luminescent Lips.
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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The frost and fire at two ends
I see the snow cap on the far away mountain top
And I feel so sorry that how could you bear that much cold
But I am burning here in the desert from top to bottom.
And still I carry my innocent hope to be a mountain
But I know it's very hard for a broken soul to reach the peak.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Time's dominion
Mountain,
silent warrior,
bearing time’s scars
in its noble crags.
Ocean,
mountain’s mirror,
refusing time’s ravage,
without form and void.
Mountain,
decayed, honest,
embracing time
with dignity.
Ocean,
time’s subconscious,
internalising
polluted memories.
Tide,
ocean’s heartbeat
on the shoreline,
outside of time.
Mountain,
living.
Ocean,
dying.
Its soul unfurling
to time’s dominion.