Children's Love
A boy and girl are playing games,
Dressed so neatly, calling out names;
The field has grass that’s very green;
There’s none to witness this great scene!
Engrossed in play, they run and jump,
Unmindful of the near-by stump;
They sing some rhymes and laugh and smile;
They kiss each other in great style!
Two busy innocent faces;
Two hearts of love afilled bases;
Two minds with ideas in place-
The touching beauty souls amaze!
Small children playing, lovely seems;
God knows their thoughts and divine dreams;
Sometimes, they fight and let off screams,
Amidst the foliage, sunlight beams!
poem by John Celes
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Young Love
A boy and girl are playing games,
Dressed so neatly, calling out names;
The field has grass that’s very green;
There’s none to witness this great scene!
Engrossed in play, they run and jump,
Unmindful of the near-by stump;
They sing some rhymes and laugh and smile;
They kiss each other in great style!
Two busy innocent faces;
Two hearts of love afilled bases;
Two minds with ideas in place-
The beauty touching souls amaze!
Small children playing, lovely seems;
God knows their thoughts and divine dreams;
Sometimes, they fight and let off screams,
Amidst the foliage, sunlight beams!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-13-2007
poem by John Celes
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PC Games
PC Games are children's favorite nowadays
Oh! those days have gone
When children used to play in the fields
They used to play football, cricket and hockey...
Now children are busy playing PC games
Various games like Farm Ville, City ville, Empire Earth, San Andreas, Age of Empires etc
Some of them are so addicted to it
They don't study
But others are exceptional
Playing those PC games are harmful for eyes, health etc
Those games are 3D and 2D...
PC games...
What about those old games?
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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Car Games
(olivia newton-john/randy goodrum)
Have you seen them
Playing car games
Revving up your heart
Before the lights change
Have you been there
And not been aware
That you are the victim
Of a highway love affair
Thru your window
Theres a stranger
Cruising right beside you
Courting danger
When your eyes meet
For one second you believe
Youre another victim
Of a highway love affair
Car games--faces with no names
Freeway lovers lanes
Car games--silent rendezvous
For a mile or two
Playing car games
Every morning theres another
Chance to fuel the fantasy all over
Are we cheating
If its only in our minds
Have you been a victim
Of a highway love affair
Car games--faces with no names
Freeway lovers lanes
Car games--silent rendezvous
For a mile or two
Playing car games
Silent rendezvous, for a mile or two
Playing car games, car games
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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It Depends On The Situation
In the playing of games,
There are those who are less experienced...
Decide without advice taken,
To play them indiscriminately.
Without thought of who the opponent may be.
Or if the one chosen to be exposed to playing,
Has not in fact...
Elected to do so to prevent total boredom,
To hop and take a ride on one's back...
In the playing of games.
And then,
In the playing of games...
It depends on the situation.
The environment is important as well.
However...
If the playing of the same games,
Gets too familiar...
It becomes very difficult to play them,
With the same exuberance...
As those enjoying to play them repetitiously,
Throughout their lives!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Brown Eyed Girl
Hey, where did we go
Days when the rains came ?
Down in the hollow
Playing a new game,
Laughing and a-running, hey, hey,
Skipping and a-jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our, our hearts a-thumping
And you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.
Whatever happened
To tuesday and so slow
Going down to the old mine with a
Transistor radio.
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hide behind a rainbows wall,
Slipping and a-sliding
All along the waterfall
With you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Just like that
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
La dee dah.
So hard to find my way
Now that Im all on my own.
I saw you just the other day,
My, how you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, lord,
Sometime Im overcome thinking about
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium
With you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.
Do you remember when we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Laying in the green grass
Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah
Dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
Dee dah la dee dah la dee dah la
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d...
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Two Lovely Valentine Hearts
The touching of two lovely valentine hearts,
Blessing our days and warming our nights,
Filling our hearts and blending our souls,
With everlasting happiness, love and laughter. The touching of two lovely valentine hearts,
Love and beauty of the Aphrodite Goddess,
Wisdom and artistry of the Athena Goddess,
Corolla and whirls of the Azalea Goddess. The touching of two lovely valentine hearts,
Beautiful blue eyes of rainbow arc of hue,
Feeling the strength of permeate air breathed,
Gleam in the smile of the pearly white teeth. The touching of two lovely valentine hearts,
Creating rainbows for few precious moments,
The music from cabin sounds very grand,
and miracles created our most heavenly magic. The touching of two lovely valentine hearts,
Cannot escape the rapture that's captured.
The loving friendship that remained strong,
With essence of beauty lighting our life. May this poem instill the love and romantical existence and joy of
our life which is the birthright of all.
The very essence of being.
Love, love!
poem by S.A. Charles W. Hall
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Croquet by Moonlight
On a moonlight evening, in the month of May,
A number of young people were playing at croquet,
They mingled together, the bashful with the gay,
And had a pleasant time and chat, while playing at croquet.
CHORUS:
This play they call croquet, croquet,
This play they call croquet,
It is amusement for the young,
This play they call croquet.
On that pleasant evening, the moon shone clear and bright,
And every heart among that crowd was filed with great delight.
It was a merry party, for lady Dell was there
Her merry laugh above the rest was heard by all, so fair.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
She was the belle that evening, admired by great and small,
And all the boys liked to play with the girl and blue ball.
She was a splendid player, so lively and so gay,
For she was skilled in playing that pleasant game croquet.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
Two young men among them, that loved this pretty Dell;
Although I write about them, their names I will not tell.
They were fine young fellows, so bashful, and yet so gay;
They tried to beat the girl that with the blue ball play.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
Ah! with those handsome fellows, Dell thought she'd have some fun,
"The one of you that'll catch me, may see me safely home."
The play began in earnest, between those fine young men,
To catch the girl with the blue ball, was impossible for them.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
She went around the play-ground, so full of life and gay,
She left them at the farther arch, so she beat them at croquet.
It was late that evening, and as I went away,
I know not how they came out, in that pleasant game, croquet.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
So croquet by moonlight is pleasant, as you see,
For business cares were laid aside, in that little company.
So playing at croquet, croquet, so playing at croquet,
It is amusement for the young folks, this play of croquet.
poem by Julia A Moore
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What Is Beautiful
What is beautiful?
Children playing together not concerned with the color of their skin
Watching a child’s creativity in playing with an imaginary friend
Every child that we see playing happily and smiling
God’s gift of a child is life’s most precious blessing
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Watching our kids growing up during adolescence
Discover who they are; the need to “fit in” is present
They may find that during this time, life is quite stressful
Yet, they’re finding new friends and this feels wonderful
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Teenagers that becomes so excited in going on their first date
Parents reminiscing this moment; a lost feeling that was great
Both the joy and nervousness as a teen experience a first kiss
A first kiss is an unforgettable moment; the feeling of bliss
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Watching teenagers emerging into young men and women
They’re bodies are maturing; their emotions are growing
They are about to leave to begin working or go on to college
They will learn more about life and gain much knowledge
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
Men and women during the prime of their lives
From healthy bodies outside to wonderful spirits inside
From men’s masculinities to a women’s soft, silky skin
Their hearts are filled with love and compassion within
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
From the appearance across the sky from the setting sun
To a couple’s minds, souls, and hearts uniting as one
From the wonderful beauty in the wings of a white dove
To the warmth and the feeling of love and to be loved
This is beautiful!
What is beautiful?
We grow older; wrinkles are now showing on our face
Yet within, the same love shines through with every embrace
The beauty of our once young faces is still present in our hearts within
Life’s utmost beauty; loving the times spent with our families and friends
This is beautiful!
poem by David Hall
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Children Playing
Children playing in the street
Dirty face and dirty feet
Skipping ropes and singing songs
This will last all summer long
Fresh air as there playing out
Keeps them fit as they run about
Games they play I know so well
As my journey back to my childhood dreams
Remembering the days no money about
All us kids just played out
Ancient games our parents would play
I still remember to this day
Skipping ropes tug of war
And playing tag I adored
Playing out from dawn to dusk
Happy were we school was done
Dinner time what did we care
With so many friends out there
Mum calls us in its getting late
And homely food on a plate
Slept like a log without a doubt
My energy all burnt out
Just what will tomorrow bring
Our gang is talking about building a swing
These pleasant days I remember well
Because many times in my childhood dwell
To see a smile on a Childs face
The world is a happier place
07 09 2010
Chellaston
poem by Jim O'Donnell
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Faces
Im waiting helpless and wanting more oh
I have been here before
So whats the next step is it up or down
Please [take*] me to the door
But there are too many faces too many faces
And I dont know what theyre all for
So give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in-between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in-between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
Yi yi yi yi yi yi...
Im on the outside and Im peering in
But things dont look like what they have been no
There are too many races too many races
And I dont really want to win
So give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
I promise I will never take more than I can give
But I dont want to play these silly games
No, I just want to live so please
Take off your mask and show me all that you are
Because life is better when you are not busy playing parts.
Yes I said life is better when you are not busy playing parts.
Yes it is, life is better when you are not playing with
Faces
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
Im living for sure
Why am I running I am running so far oh
Just to figure out who you all are
And there are too many questions too many questions
And all the answers seem so far
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
Im living for sure, yeah
Yi yi yi yi yi yi yi...
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song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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Faces
Im waiting helpless and wanting more oh
I have been here before
So whats the next step is it up or down
Please [take*] me to the door
But there are too many faces too many faces
And I dont know what theyre all for
So give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in-between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in-between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
Yi yi yi yi yi yi...
Im on the outside and Im peering in
But things dont look like what they have been no
There are too many races too many races
And I dont really want to win
So give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
I promise I will never take more than I can give
But I dont want to play these silly games
No, I just want to live so please
Take off your mask and show me all that you are
Because life is better when you are not busy playing parts.
Yes I said life is better when you are not busy playing parts.
Yes it is, life is better when you are not playing with
Faces
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
Im living for sure
Why am I running I am running so far oh
Just to figure out who you all are
And there are too many questions too many questions
And all the answers seem so far
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
I just want to know what is real
Give me earthquakes and heartache
And everything thats in between
Cause I dont want to fight this any more
Im living for sure
Im living for sure, yeah
Yi yi yi yi yi yi yi...
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song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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Ireland’s Voice of Freedom
Alone, there walks a musican,
O’er the mountain terrain roads,
Just playing on his accordion,
His soul engrossed in pressing notes;
He walks for miles in country-side,
In solitude from place to place,
Under the cloudy sky, starless,
Along the coast-land by the sea!
With mesmerized eyes gazing ’round,
The beauteous scenes of Nature’s make,
And ears both glued to sounds of chords,
That emanate from his machine:
In unison with his heart’s throbs,
’Midst foliage, all verdure green,
And breeze from sea that cools his skin,
And muddy smell of coming rain.
He marches, longing freedom’s air,
Singing a patriot’s old song,
Whose words echo in the highlands,
With mind afilled by thoughts of war,
His motherland is embroiled in!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-11-2007
poem by John Celes
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A Live Kitty and a Puppy Atop a T.V.!
A live kitty
And a live puppy
Atop a TV!
I placed a kitty;
Also a puppy,
Atop a TV
Box – my ditty!
But there wasn’t much place;
They could not fit the base;
Each had a lovely face;
My eyes began to gaze!
The kitty girl was smart,
And sat as if by art;
The puppy boy was small
And slept until my call!
Cute little animals
Looking so lovely;
To make them sit there,
Wasn’t that easy!
I coaxed them to do it;
When one sat, the other stood;
Both had to pose,
For my photo, close.
The kitty mewed;
The puppy whined;
They never liked
The narrow place!
The kitty black
Sat with duck-back!
For puppy slack,
I knew not the knack
The light was dull;
Shadows were full;
But both were still,
After some drill.
At last, I clicked a photograph!
It came out well after all;
It wasn’t so clear;
Behind, there was the wall!
And this was done
When I was a boy;
How well they adjust,
Animals, when young!
Like puppies and kittens,
Children too are so innocent;
They do not carry ill-will;
Love looking o’er the window-sill.
The kitty and the puppy
Remained very happy;
They licked the milk together,
From the same container!
They chased each other, playing;
And sometimes even biting;
The kitten mewed and snarled;
The pup would bark and bite.
Young children too are like-wise;
To talk with, they are nice;
They love to eat and play;
From dawn to dusk, throughout the day.
They fight over little things;
Unlike adult earthlings
Forgiving others soon;
Admire the Moon!
And children love small kittens,
And caress them with love;
And like to wear mittens,
Or keep warm ’fore the stove.
And children love small puppies,
And play with them for long;
And tease them to have fun,
And make them to even run.
Alas! Adults are different;
They fight for everything;
They will not forgive others,
Nor forgive their brothers.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-7-2008
poem by John Celes
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War Games
You’re playing your War Games yet again
Aircraft Carriers, Tanks and Jeeps
Fighting the warfare, and giving pain
Feeling no Karma, you’re in too deep,
You can’t keep starting War Games yet again
A Constitution’s good, not written in stone.
Searching for your Holy Grail
Fighting a War feeling pain
You know it’s going to fail
Peace is the answer, and feeding the poor.
You’ve got power, but you don’t want to let it go, Let it go!
Don't keep on fighting your war games yet again.
The face of the future is asking you How?
You’ll never win any War, so show restrain
You look everywhere, in the back of your mind
Your still playing your war games we must complain
Protecting your finances, while you’ve still got time
Peace is the answer, well it’s better, much better than war
So just remember, you have to, you've got to let us know
When you stop playing your war games forever
You’re playing your War Games together
I want you to make peace and not war
I’m sure you’ve heard that before
You’ve got the power to end it this very day
So stop playing your war games without delay
Let little children grow up in peace,
Stop playing your war games, be clever
It’s better to talk, for the sake of our Earth
You can’t keep playing your war games for ever
Your building a barrier, why can’t you see
You’ve got the cheek to question my sanity.
Just stop playing your War Games altogether
You know talking is the right thing to do
poem by Gordon David
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Encounter.
Isis had let the girl into
her small private room
at the school, she should
have said no, but she was
of two minds, and then
one, and then she just let
her in, and turned to the
window, not wanting to
face the girl, and let her
look break through to her
heart, and she had heard
the girl whisper, I love you,
so soft it seemed as if breathed,
as if a small knife had entered
under her ribs and inched
towards her heart, and she
had not turned around, and
had just replied equally softly,
I know, and then a few moments
Later, I love you too, and then
there was silence, and she
sensed the girl put her arms
around her waist, but she had
done nothing, just stood there,
looking out on the school grounds
at the playing field, and the girl
had released her, and Isis had
uttered, Best go now Jodie, and
she heard only quiet footsteps
and the door closing with a dull
thud, and the room seemed
suddenly empty, as if a world had
begun to die and another been
born, and over the playing field
a warm sun opened up like a
young god to a bright new dawn.
poem by Terry Collett
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If You Really Love Me
And if you really love me wont you tell me..
And if you really love me wont you tell me..
And if you really love me wont you tell me..
Then I wont have to be
Playing around
You call my name
Oooh so sweet
To make your kiss incomplete
When your mood is clear
You quickly change your ways
Then you say Im untrue
What am I supposed to do
Be a fool who sits alone waiting for you
But if you really love me wont you tell me..
But if you really love me wont you tell me..
And if you really love me wont you tell me..
Then I wont have to be
Playing around
I see the light of your smile
Calling me all the while
You are saying baby
Its time to go...
First the feelings alright
Then its gone from sight
So Im taking out this time to say
Oh if you really love me wont you tell me..
Oh if you really love me wont you tell me..
And if you really love me wont you tell me..
Then I wont have to be
Playing around no
Playing around no
Hey yeah
Goofin around no
Oh baby
Playing around no
Let me know how you feel baby
Hey oh baby
Playing around no
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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R. U. O. K.
Key:-a - anita r - ray
R: do you think the mics the same, when I talk to your brain
So youre playing hard to get, or you dont wanna play the game
So Ill help you out through thick and thin
Like the dog in the story called rin tin tin
So my rhymes are fast coming up from the past
Always on time, yo!, cause I dont wont to be last
Open your dreams say, what more can I say?
Yip pe yard, yip pe yeah, hay girl r.u.o.k.? !
A: you go away, you got nothing left to say
Didnt even call today, r.u.o.k now?
You acting strange, wondering why you change
You playing silly games, r.u.o.k. now? !
A: youre asking me if Im ok
Well I uset to be till you came my way
Yes, Im sweating and sure I bluse
Not because Im shy but Im furious
Boy, you used me and abuse me
And now you asked me if Im ok
Well Im leaving you, no intention to stay
Im stepping out that door boy
Ill be ok
A: you go away, you got nothing left to say
Didnt even call today, r.u.o.k now?
You acting strange, wondering why you change
You playing silly games, r.u.o.k. now? !
R: if youre feeling stressed
Are you feeling depressed
R.u.o.k.
A: no, no, no, no, no
R: r.u.o.k.
A: no, no, no, no, no
R: hah!
R: pleased to be going in the likes of the morning
This is your final call, yes your final warning
Im acting ridged, yes Im kind of strange
But my love for you, hah girl remains
You never let you feelings go to tell what I need to know
Now you asking me please dont go
Now its to late because theres no more fate
Yip pe yard, yip pe yeah,hah girl r.u.o.k.? !
A: you go away, you got nothing left to say
Didnt even call today, r.u.o.k now?
You acting strange, wondering why you change
You playing silly games, r.u.o.k. now? !
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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She Walks...
She walks in beauty in my Dreams
She dances across the shadows of my mind
As the moonlight beams
Upon two souls entwined
All through the day and into the night
She walks in beauty in my dreams
In my memory, I hold her tight
Safe in my arms, sheltered from the screams
In the shadows my mind does teem
My thoughts my dreams, she does invade
She walks in beauty in my dreams
Across my heart in an endless parade
Love cascading, exploding in a brilliant flare
Flowing like a mountain stream
Until I am left with my dreams and where
She walks in beauty in my dreams
JPM 2/11/2008
Faces
Key:-a - anita r - ray
A: look around you
What do those faces tell you?
R: faces, joy and pain
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: people, people all over town
Some of them are poor and others wear a crown
Ive seen alot of many faces
Joy and pain in different places
Open your mind, set yourself free
Figure it out, what could it be?
Sympathise, understand
Give love and peace to the other fellow man
A: faces
R: faces, joy and pain
A: look around you
Do you see those faces
What do those faces tell you
A: everywhere I go, different faces I see
A: faces
All around different faces I see
Some are happy, some in misery
They express joy and pain
No two faces are the same.
R: playing with your life, playing with your soul
You all scream out Im the one in control
Killing of the colours, silly stupid games
You know who you are without no names
Dont mess the world cause that the sequal
Open your mind cause we talking about the people
In the world, all kind of places
Different races, different faces
A: different faces
Everywhere
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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The Single Father
I was a single father raising my child
It had been hard for quite a while.
Having my parents watch him during the day
And no other child with which to play.
I would walk in the door and he
would jump with joy, this was my little boy.
I would give him horsy back rides
And he would laugh until he cried.
We would play “ hide n seek”
And thru his fingers he would peek.
Then we’d run around playing tag
He’d laugh so hard that he would gag.
He had such a shrilling laugh
That the gasses I would pass.
Then he’d laugh even harder
This is my son, and I his father.
Now he is in school learning to read and write
And his grades are dynamite.
I come home from work and still
Make time to play.
And I thank GOD for him every day.
A father and son playing together
In this life what can be better?
It can be better when you have
a boy and girl to share your life.
The boy will go thru cuts and scrapes
And she will go thru satin and lace.
She will pick out her own dress to wear
And certain secrets with you she’ll share.
She will play with her dolls and toys
And capture the hearts of all the boys
She will become the soft side of you
For this is what little girls do.
So to all the single fathers still out there
This is my poem with you I’ll share.
Not many fathers will accept responsibilities
But there are some out there like you and me.
poem by Louis Rams
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