In Candles...
my life is written in candles,
some that have burned
through the darkest nights,
some that remain unlit.
some that wait for passion unreserved,
some that applaud holiness,
some that undress for sin.
some that have names, others faces....
some that sound faintly like rain.
some that smell strongly of love,
others as bright as the stars.
and the last one nearly burnt down,
waiting for the wind to come...
when silence strikes the final match,
and fills the void with music!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Waiting For A Blue Sky
He sits upon the empty sand
and gazes up to the endless grey
The weathered face
and battered hands
Protest the soul
that carried them so far this way
The beaten skin
is turning to a wrinkled smile
And his eyes light up
and give his soul away
He said, I'm waiting for a blue sky
I am waiting for a bright day
I'll be there thru the wind and rain
Don't care what anybody says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
that fills the day with all its clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a bright day
I'll be there thru the wind and rain
Don't care what anyone else says
I'm waiting for a morning bright
that fills the day with all its clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Rose
Single rose
Lies broken
In the memory of our dream.
Prose remains unspoken.
And loving words
Like unlit candles
Forever wait to gleam.
Single rose
Lies dying
In the courtyard of love's castle.
Our one unopened parcel
From heaven
Lost in the post.
What wasn't said
Will cost us the most.
As passion makes its exit
Ascending through clouds of cream,
Loving words
Like unlit candles
Forever wait to gleam.
poem by Kevin East
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Messenger of Hope
Wind,
No matter how strong,
No matter how little,
Will always,
Mean so much to me.
Wherever I am,
In this unimaginable world,
I can always feel,
The wind,
As it comes and goes,
And travels across,
Your imagination,
Across the oceans,
To a land unknown,
And touches the cheek,
Of another person,
Another life.
Which is why,
I like to believe,
The wind can carry,
Anything and everything.
Like the sound of music,
The smile of a child,
The spirit of an individual,
Or the smell fo something you long,
To smell again,
Like the smell of rain or,
The smell of freedom.
Wind,
Is the Messenger,
Between person to person,
Between place to place.
But for me,
Wind,
Is my Messenger of Hope,
Hope to believe again,
Hope to understand,
Hope that I will return home,
And hope to keep my life intact,
For I never will know these things,
If it weren't for the wind,
My Messenger of Hope.
poem by Music Galore
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I Want All Of You
Written by donny brown and adam schlesinger
I want all of you
I want all of you
From your feet up to your mouth
Every inch of north and south
Ill keep calling you
Ill keep calling you
Wont you listen to me say
Dont you ever go away
Will you wait for me?
Will you wait for me?
Ill be waiting here for you
Anything that I can do
Will you think of me?
Will you think of me?
Whisper words into your ears
I will never bring you tears
I want all of you
(ah ah ah ah...)
You are everything
You are everything
From your elbows to your lips
Down your arms to fingertips
Ill be waiting here
Ill be waiting here
In the rain and bright sunshine
Wont you say that youll be mine
You are in my heart
You are in my heart
From the dusk into the light
Every day and every night
I want all of you
(ah ah ah ah...)
And when I see you smile
You can make the darkest day worthwhile
And when you look my way
I need you to believe me when I say
I want all of you
(ah ah ah ah...)
I love all of you
I love all of you
From your fingers to your toes
From your knees up to your nose
Ill be here for you
Ill be here for you
Anytime and any place
Just to see your pretty face
You are everything
You are everything
In my night and through my day
Would you listen to me say
Im in love with you
I am in love with you
I am in love with you...
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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Bladerunner
Written by ricky & marty wilde
(mother? )
(mother? )
Well as the city nights grow cold
The lights jump through the shutters
And a thousand echos fill the streets
And bounce along the dirty gutters
(out there)
I know that hes waiting for me
(somewhere)
I know that hes waiting there for me
I watched her falling to the ground
And saw the glass go flying
And inside her mind the fuse blew out
But deep inside a voice was crying
(out there)
I know that hes waiting for me
(somewhere)
I know that hes waiting there
Look out for the bladerunner
I thought I heard him calling you
And now a silence fills the room
I feel my heart start beating
cos inside the shadows there he stands
Hes waiting on our final meeting
(out there)
I know that hed waited for me
(somewhere)
I know that hed waited there for me
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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The sound of music.......
The sound of music gives us so much emotions
and that plays a melody deep in our heart greatly
All the sound on the earth are like music
and the music brings love and enjoyment to our life
Music expresses universal language of the world
and brings people together where ever they live
The music is the best gift of God to all of us
where its fills our soul with peace and mind with creativity
Every music has its own rhythm
and it's creates a great sound of music
Music in the mountain brings peace in our heart
and music in the ocean fills our soul with love
When I hear the sound of music
then I begin to write a song as a soul of music
If you don't love the sound of music
then your soul will be unsung
Because music can put life in to a dead man
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2006 Ravi Sathasivam
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Gypsy
Written by stevie nicks.
So Im back, to the velvet underground
Back to the floor, that I love
To a room with some lace and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy that I was
To the gypsy... that I was
And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does
Well, lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
Ah, and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy
To the gypsy that remains faces freedom with a little fear
I have no fear, I have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love
She is dancing away from me now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And a memory is all that is left for you now
You see your gypsy
You see your gypsy
Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
And it all comes down to you
Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes
(she was just a wish)
(she was just a wish)
And it all comes down to you
Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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When red the wine
When red the wine
fills the glass
to its brim,
with sparkling shine
and taste sublime
and candles flicker
in the dark
and soft hands entwine
around mine,
I see the blush
upon your cheek
and the words you speak
sounds like a murmur
in my ear.
There are stars that shine
in the night
but your golden eyes
are much more bright.
Later as passion
gets a life of its own
rapture fills the body,
mind and soul
and I thank Him
that made you mine
and blessed by planting
the first vine.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Written in The Wind
Someday this love will say goodbye
we don't belong in a love of a lie
somehow we will know
this feeling will be no more
How we can now cry.
If there are no tears to dry
this love had faded away
that was written in the wind.
Time goes on to heal a broken heart
time to forgive and forget the past
somewhere in a quiet of dreams
this love could be written in the wind.
We make a song to feel in love
we put music to believe
just keep your love surrounded me
keep our hope believing me.
And it is over now
this love was written in the wind,
and it took away by rain
suddenly we feel the pain.
Sometimes love last forever
sometimes it passed as ours
seems it was an illusion
a love that was written in a wind.
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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a Poem Of Silence
Silence is a beautiful thing.
no other sound is as great as silence.
Silence is the sound of nothing,
but it is still a sound.
even if a sound is great and amazing,
nothing can top the blissfulness of silence.
not the sound of wind on grass,
not the sound of laughter,
nothing is as beautiful as silence.
silence is a sound, but it is so much
better than any other sound.
What created such a far-off winner?
I love silence, silence is the best.
Never there will be a time that there
will be
a greater sound
than silence.
poem by Llew N. Rmail
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The Rain and Wind
Rain is the most beautiful thing
I have ever seen
Drumming that always changes
From what it had once been
Thrumming like it’s a beat
Music waiting for the words
Flowing like the streams it creates
Competing with the birds
And the wind!
I wish I could paint it
But I don’t know what wind looks like
One little bit
I listen to the wind and the rain
Most nights they sing me to sleep
The wind whispering secrets to me
Secrets I will always keep
Isn’t the rain the most beautiful thing
You have ever seen
Don’t you wish you could be like it
Change from what you had once been
poem by Anonymus Girl
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Somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere in the sunlight lies our love
Somewhere on the winter wind i can hear you again
In our dreams we touch in the rain
Somewhere we can run to hide from the pain.
Maybe with the stars up above
The twinkling of your eye meets mine
Somewhere in summer meadow we kiss again
Where we walked our lovers' lane.
Somewhere by the passion of the sea footprints remain
Where i wait to see your face
Sunlight through grey
Holding you again- one day.
poem by Kevin East
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Faces & Names
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause trouble for me
Faces and names
If we all looked the same and we all had the same name
I wouldnt be jealous of you or you jealous of me
Faces and names
I always fall in love with someone who looks
The way I wish that I could be
Im always staring at someone who hurts
And the one they hurt is me
Faces and names, to me theyre all the same
If I looked like you and you looked like me
Thered be less trouble you see
Faces and names, I wish theyd go away
Id disappear into that wall and never talk
Talk, not talk
I wish I was a robot or a machine
Without a feeling or a thought
People who want to meet the name I have
Are always disappointed when they meet me
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause problems for me
Faces and names
Id rather be a hole in the wall
Looking out on the other side
Id rather look and listen, listen and not talk
To faces and names
If I had a breakdown when I was a kid
I lost my hair when I was young
If you dress older when youre not
As your really age you look the same
If we all looked the same, we wouldnt play these games
Me dressing for you and you dressing for me
Undressing for me
Faces and names, if they all were the same
You wouldnt be jealous of me or me jealous of you
Me jealous of you, me jealous of you
Your face and your name
Your face and your name
Faces and names
Faces and names
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Timeless....
timeless...
the smell of fresh cut grass,
the taste of sweat on a lovers neck.
the sound the shovels make
filling the grave,
and the moment just before
when life fled into the sunset.
the burnt fringe of the letter
you saved from the fire.
the echoes of passion...
in a box in the closet.
the silence just after
the guns stopped firing,
just before the world found its way!
the spoon in the bowl,
and the peace in the stomach.
the blanket, the fire,
shelter for the night.
the whisper you hear
when only god could be talking,
the prayer of the wind,
the lantern, the bridge!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Music Fills Our Souls
Music fills our souls,
so we can keep dancing,
out win the devils steps,
out dance him once and for all,
Music fills our souls,
the notes that are applied,
the sounds they project,
refill our hope, strength and desire,
so we may dance on,
this crazy marathon,
Music fills our souls,
it give us cause to rejoice,
a reason to keep the steps in stride,
a feeling of serenity,
a vital component to survive,
Music fills our souls,
we know we could not do this alone,
so we asked our gifted friends,
to help us in our quest,
Music fills our souls,
our friends came along,
put the melody in the air,
the passion in our souls,
Music fills our souls,
by the love and grace,
our friends have shown,
Music fills our souls,
Debbie Nicholson copyright@2009
poem by Debbie Nicholson
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The Glory Of Life
(Chris Farren/Beth Nielsen Chapman/Annie Roboff)
Safe in the eye of the storm
Mercy and faith keep me warm
Oh the dreams I've seen tattered and torn
Just when I think I can't take anymore
You give me shelter and never will I be alone
Hold me closer and help me to find my way home
Cause its a long road through the darkest of nights
But your love won't let me lose sight
Of the glory of life
High is this mountain I climb
Deep is this river of time
The devils got trouble in mind
Sometimes I stumble
But you're there to remind me
Standing right there beside me
You give me shelter and never will I be alone
Hold me closer and help me to find my way home
Cause its a long road through the darkest of nights
But your love won't let me lose sight
Of the glory of life
This world has left me tangled up inside
No where left to hide
And the wind and rain
Is baring down on me
(Baring down, wearing down on me)
You give me shelter and never will I be alone
Hold me closer and help me to find my way home
Through the darkest of nights
But your love won't let me lose sight
You give me shelter and never will I be alone
Hold me closer and help me to find my way home
Cause its a long road through the darkest of nights
But your love won't let me lose sight
Of the glory of life
song performed by by Rascal Flatts
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Too Many Nights
Too many nights, with too many faces
I don't know where I've been
Too many days
With too many places, I don't know who I am
Drive into the lights
The streets are like rain clouds
Dripping into the night
Wheels keep on turning
The sky is still burning
Thunderclouds start a fight
Far away from home
Rolling like hills
The sea is my homeland
Wishing upon a car
Miles are minutes
And days are my cities
Recording my life on a map
Far away from home
Too many nights, with too many faces
I don't know where I've been
Too many days with too many places, I don't know who I am
And the stars make a picture
And the stars are my heaven to see
And the stars make a picture
And the stars are my heaven to see
song performed by by Goldfinger
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Listen To The Rain
As the leaves swayed by the wind hands
My feeling strongly catch secret sense
There was something in the wind
Calling for the rain...to fall
Wonderful sky with colors change
Sometimes cloudy with pain
Drain all in tearful rain
But now listen...
Listen to the rain
do you listen to the rain?
it tells a story...
'When u meet a friend
Appreciate them, love them
Like me love to earth...
We are far apart but
We remember each other
Either in joy or hard
We remain together'
The last drop
The rain stopped,
There was a rainbow drawn
Proudly high in the blue sky
Expressing a nice feeling
Defined by the rain and earth
Of the true friendship
Everytime the wind kiss on my face
It reminds me to the rain
Evertime the wind touching my hair
Feeling lucky budding in my vein
This is just a nice feeling
Possibly the same way
like earth and rain felt
and this is...
this is because of u my friend
We did creating our own rainbow
Forever drawn in our hearts
cant be seen but can be felt
Safe in our red heart
'when u meet a friend
appreciate them, love them
like me love to earth...
we are far apart but
we remember each other'
...a true word from rain
This memory will remain
poem by Unwritten Soul
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Hornbridge and Girls.
Hornbridge likes to see girls undress.
But slowly. Their thin fingers and thumbs
Holding the cloth and taking off. Especially
The black negligee held just so. He fully
Dressed waits until the final article of
Clothing is removed and she stands gazing
At him with her bright expectant eyes.
He likes to have music in the background
Playing. Jazz or classic. Gerry Mulligan for
Some types or Mozart for others depending
On their breeding or class. Occasionally a Rock
Chick makes it through his defences and he
Puts on the Stones or something of their ilk.
He likes it when the girls place their hands on
Their hips as they wait for him to undress.
Yet there is always some disappointment.
Some flaw in either breasts or waist or legs
Or ass. Gloria spoilt him. Hard act to follow.
Those eyes. How he could swim there in that
Blue liquid of the two eyes. Those breasts.
How could he ever forget them? His dear friends.
The way they would be waiting. Her hands soft
And warm and gentle touching him. And how
She loved to disrobe to the tones of a turned
Down Vivaldi from the hifi. Sad she left. Final
Curtain. Big cancer. No fond slow goodbye.
poem by Terry Collett
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Silence
Opium heals,
applying a chemical bellows
to the Vital Heat;
a golden silence.
At what cost!
Matchstick limbs out of Auschwitz,
fever-bright eyes.
Such sweet poison!
Music heals,
early music;
Greek Olympian music.
Clusters of notes with open phrasing
dancing on the surface of the Void
and tumbling endlessly in,
leaving no trace.
The unmatchable healer
is Silence itself.
Into it everything
subsides;
half-formed phrases,
the concatenation of thought,
the sword-play of tongues.
All vanish
like snowflakes
in a raging furnace.
He who has found
the silence,
which lies behind sound,
as the sky lies
behind planet, star
and cosmic dust,
he does not pursue
the clatter of sound.
poem by Brian Taylor
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