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On Return

Wearily, she puts down her bags.
She surveys the scene;
Another year,
A new class.

Yet, old friends
Have been working fervently
Since she left on sabbatical
So long ago.

At last, she smiles,
She surveys the scene;
Yes, it's going to be
An interesting year.

poem by Harriet James
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Migration for different Reasons! ! ! !

A visitor on tree top,
On its way to warmer climes,
Surveys the urban scene;
Waits for morning to take off,
Restless for fresh water body.

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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The camera relieves us of the burden of memory. It surveys us like God, and it surveys for us. Yet no other god has been so cynical, for the camera records in order to forget.

quote by John Berger
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The merit of top and bottom

Woman surveys man’s soulders
To find how strong it is to hold her.
Men surveys woman’s bottom
To see how solid it is to bear him.
Groom shoulder and hip respectively.
13.06.2003

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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One Year In Heaven

One year in heaven,
One year you've been there,
So far away,
Someday I'll see you in the air,
One year in heaven,
I miss you so much,
Smile down upon me,
And show me your love.

One year in heaven,
It seems like so long,
Since the last time I saw you,
And then you were gone,
One year in heaven,
You left earth to soon,
But I know they need you,
More then I do,

One year in heaven,
I'm alone on the earth,
I miss your sweet kisses,
And all that you're worth,
One year in heaven,
Is God really there?
Why did he take you,
As I cried in despair.

One year in heaven,
I still see your face,
The day that you took,
The last breath you would take,
One year in heaven,
Why did you die,
I know God needed you,
But still I cry.

One year in heaven,
Soon I'll be there,
So wait by the gate,
Please, this do swear,
One year in heaven,
To me it is long,
But you have no pain,
From this earth you have gone.

One year in heaven,
It's so hard to move on,
I'll send you a prayer,
And sing you a song,
One year in heaven,
Life's not the same,
Since you left this world,
I'm living in a daze.

One year in heaven,
You watch from above,
Sit there and smile,
And send me your love,
One year in heaven,
You may think it's just a day,
But this world is so different,
Since God took you away

poem by Michele Weston
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A Room with a View! ! ! !

A bird perched on the tree top surveys urban scene.
Wind sneaks in through crevices in winter unseen.
Autumn leaf aboard the breeze without a sound falls.
sights and quiet help me unwind on instant recall.

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Another Year

Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell
Oh its twelve oclock
On the old grey wall
Yet another year
75 is here
I hear all the people celebrating
Its another year
Darkness, darkness
Inside my head
Im on my own again
Thats what I think I said
This place is just a one-horse town
So let the rain fall down
Year and year again
Ill be sitting here reflecting
How nothings changed
But am I still the same
People blow up all around me
Yet I remain
Nothings changed
Another day begins
The same old same again
Its like some movie scene
I know it all frame by frame
Ill try to figure out what it means
Some other day
Now my diary
Is looking back at me
Its another year
76 is here
Im watching all the people celebrating
Another year
Its another year

song performed by by Leo Sayer
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A Faithful Witness

To the firstborn of Yahseph,
Of all that is created;
To the secondborn of Yahseph,
Do set set your mind on Mount Zion;
For His name is His glory and,
Of the economic well-being.

Of the year of the rat,
Of the year of the dog,
Of the year of the cow,
Of the year of the bull,
Of the year of the sheep,
Of the year of the dragon,
Of the year of the snake,
Of the year of the pig,
Of the year of the goat,
Of the year of the lizard,
Of the year of the crocodile,
Of the year of the elephant,
Of the year of the scorpion,
Of the year of the turtle,
Of the year of the fish,
Of the year of the earth,
Of the year of the wind,
Of the year of the fire,
Of the year of the water,
And of the year of the bush!
Like the firstborns of slaves.

The hips of romance,
The faithful witness will not lie;
The same day,
The same night,
Of the love shared at where no oxen are;
And the crib was very clean.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Happy New Year 5766

Happy New Year tsunami
Happy New Year hurricanes
Happy New Year earthquakes
Happy New Year floods
Happy New Year fires
Happy New Year whining tree-saws
Happy New Year broken oven
Happy New Year broken refridgerator
Happy New Year broken promises
Happy New Year working computer
Happy New Year screeching ears
Happy New Year wet windows parched garden
Happy New Year dripping tap
drip
drip
drip

Drip.

poem by Linda Hepner
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Pollsters Stare

Entrenched in indifferences.
And tossed about by negative opinions.
With a decision to make,
As to who best represents them...
During times all stand on shaky ground.
The sounds of sighs from the people are heard.

And with random surveys collected,
As clues they hold in hand...
The pollsters stare becoming very much aware
Not one of the respondents mentions politics.
Printed on the surveys many have suggested,
Names of psychiatrists and some with addresses!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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School's Out

Watching the ticking of the clock,
Tick-tock tick-tock
The clock that counts our days away.
Tick-tock tick-tock
Two minutes left and shrinking fast.
Tick-tock tick-tock
It’s summer time and school is out!

Thank you Sir for teaching us
Another year is gone.
Thank you Miss for showing us
The meaning of those songs.
Summer’s here, summer’s here,
School is out, school is out.
Although we’re glad it’s holidays
Thank you for the year!

Heavy feet trudging through
The sweet smelling grass.
A sneeze, a speck of hay fever,
Blame it on the class.
A fire bell with lots of groans,
Hurry up, we want to go home,
Ticks on registrations chart
Jimmy, here ma’am, no it’s Mark!

Yes Sir no Sir, three bags full Sir.
Left right, left right.
Emily, Amy, quiet now!
Tick-tock tick-tock
I’m too hot in here now Miss!
Tick-tock tick-tock
Sssshhh, there’s only seconds left.

Thank you Sir for teaching us
Another year is gone.
Thank you Miss for showing us
The meaning of those songs.
Summer’s here, summer’s here,
School is out, school is out.
Although we’re glad it’s holidays
Thank you for the year!

It's now the summer,
School is out,
The last day gone with and enormous shout.
Some of us you'll see again,
Some of us you won't.
But the thing that we want you to know is
Thank you for the year!

poem by Thistle Wargul
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Funky New Year

Went to a party just last night
Wanted to bring the year in right
Woke up this morning I don't know how
Last night I was a happy man, but the way I feel right now
It's gonna be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Ooo, Ahh, got to be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Can't remember when I ever felt worse
Nothing matters and everything hurts
They were passin' round the bottle, made me feel brand new
Trouble with the new man he wants a hit too, hit me
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
oooooo, it's a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Lord, mmm, FUNKY NEW YEAR
Nurse I'm worse FUNKY NEW YEAR
I got to perk up a little FUNKY NEW YEAR
My hair hurts FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
A party baby
Never again FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Who's shoes are these FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Party hardy baby FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
What year is this anyway?

song performed by by Eagles
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These were all middle-class kids from literary backgrounds, joining this sort of train going by, this pop train, jumping on. Whereas the rest of the rock scene, you'll find that there's mostly working-class people.

quote by Kevin Ayers
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Last Year

I may be in my Junior year.
But next year is my last year.
As I look back on the time I’ve been here,
And it feels like my first day as a freshman.
No matter what year I’m in school, I will always be meeting new people.
Most of the people I meet is the people who had moved away,
Now coming back.
Half the friends you come in with,
Will end up being half the friends you won’t be friends with.
So far what I am trying to say is that you need cherish the moments you have.
In a blink of an eye it will all be over.
You say your years won’t be like that
And when you graduate you say where does it go.
My Last Year’s about to begin! !

poem by Natasha Knowles
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I like working with actresses, and I like women a lot, not for obvious reasons, but just in that that there's so much about what they bring to the scene that keeps it so interesting. Their instincts are so different, and they never explain them to you.

quote by Ryan Gosling
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Spend and Grieve

Another year ended
Over and done,
What have we left of it
Now that it’s gone
- What did we lend it?

Only the tears
Of the last year’s spending,
Some of the fears
A beginning, some endings;
Raking our friends
By the sword and the pen with
No wound mending.

How at the fall of the next year, may
We garner our grievings;
Once we have plundered and purged at will
Our last year’s leavings?

Only in time
May we learn our writ;
We spend and grieve
Befriend and leave –
So be it!

25 December 1984

poem by David Lewis Paget
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Everything Is Kiling Me....

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

poem by Adnan Zahedi
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Happy New Year 2012

New Year comes,
Old Year gone,

Happy and Merry Year,
Merry and Cheerful Year.

Happy New You,
Happy and Happy New Year.

All poets, and
All friends;
God bless You All.

Give Your Best in,
Creating Best poems,
In years to come.

Happy New Year 2012,
Happy Dragon Year.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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This New Year

THIS NEW YEAR

This New Year
Unlike any year before,
I will at last do,
What I have never been able to do before.

This New Year
After so many years
In which I did not
I will at last
Become
What I have so long striven to be.

This New Year
Perhaps God
Will give this to me.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Year and A Day

A year and a day
Are all that lay
Between me and
My love

A year and a day
Three months 'til May
The year leaping
Above

A year and a day
You scorn to say
Is destiny
Belov'd

A year and a day
I slight cliché
This puzzle I
Speak of

A year and a day
Do not delay
Migrate to me
My dove

A year and a day
No time astray
Like seconds that
I shove

A year and day
From the same clay
You claim you are
Void of

A year and a day
All night I pray
That you would be
My love

poem by Brandon McConnell
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A Year Like This One

After a year like this one
Im surprised I do not hate your guts
And, after a year like this one
Im suprised I still love music just as much
After a year like this one
Im suprised I did not eat my arm
And, after a year like this one
Im sorry if Im not cordial to everyone
La la la la la ....
After a year like this one
Im suprised I do not hate your guts
And, after a year like this one
Im suprised I still love music just as much
After a year like this one
Im suprised I did not eat my arm
And, after a year like this one
Im sorry if Im not cordial to everyone
La, la, la, la, la.....
After a year like this one
Im supised I am convinced at all
And, after a year like this one
I do not roll my eyes at the cynical
And,after a year like this one
I cant help wonder how theyve been
After a year like this one
I think Ill leave it all to my next-of-kin
La, la, la, la, la.....
After a year like this one
Im suprised were all not raving drunks and
After a year like this one
I want you to choose the restaurant
After a year like this one
Ill need a good whole 16 months alone and
After a year like this one
I think Ill make the west coast beaches my new home
La, la, la, la, la.....

song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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