Golden words
As word suggest golden,
brightness always retained,
even buried underground,
It’s inherence never detained,
So the words beautifully chosen,
carefully selected and weighed,
may retain sweetness,
even lost for a while,
Friendship from a friend,
with chosen word,
touches heart bare,
only to find place in it,
It will never cost more,
Wicked may do it more often,
Just to cheat a noble soul,
Only to loose it once again,
Do grief over not a words,
for words are just a gimmick,
played for safety and skill,
Just to say it is fun and comic,
I may not fall to prey,
Again to loose golden place,
Wicked I may have the design,
but with all good intention,
May I wish all happiness,
in her life to come,
let all black clouds disappear,
let my Roshan get better shine,
Gold may loose charm again,
silver lines may disappear,
let friends go in oblivion,
but friendship not in vain,
Curse not luck and fate,
All are but same side of coin,
one side may be dark,
other side may be 'Roshan' or bright
Both sides stand equal to me,
What is dark or what is bright,
If both are to be there,
let bright be with her,
I shall carry with black,
hope to find golden rays,
when fall on golden coin,
inscribed words may shine and speak
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Richest Man
A true friendship is Golden,
It lasts for eternity, not for a fleeting moment,
It endures petty squabbles and unkind words,
it endures because it is Golden.
...A true friendship is climbing the largest mountain in the world,
It is wrapping up warm on a bitter, wintry day,
It is the warm glow of a traditional log fire,
A true friendship is Golden.
A true friendship is about trying to make things better,
providing strength in times of adversity,
and courage in times of weakness,
A true friendship is Golden.
A true friendship is turning dakness into light,
being a rock to rely on when life is cruel,
it is about being there when the going is tough,
A true friendship is Golden.
A true friendship is unwrapping a special present on Christmas day,
it is the tinsel that decorates so beautifully the tree,
it is the star that lights up the night sky,
A true friendship is priceless, something gold cant buy
poem by Simon Thorpe
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Land of Golden Sunshine.
Behind the mountains,
Is a wonderful world of thy,
Full of light, life
And golden sunshine.
The sun rises from east,
And make my life bright,
Behind the mountains is where,
The golden sun lives,
With golden sunshine.
A part of world,
That is so wonderful,
So nice,
Is the world where golden sun shine.
Behind the mountains of dream,
Is a gateway.
For a wonderful living and life,
A place form where the sun rise.
A place of happiness,
A place of life.
The land of golden sun shine.
poem by Anurag Kumar
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Destined For Glory
Once upon a time in a forlorn land,
a man on a mission was left at fates hand
In his eyes you could see the whites turn red
Surrounded by evil, abandoned for dead
Born on the run by the sign of the sun
A mail-clad warrior, the chosen one
His name's been cursed, he is bound to fail
A wandering spirit with the will to prevail
By the sign of the moon,
he swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
He still can recall his father's words
"Don't loose your faith, let your voice be heard"
Echoes from the past will lead him on
By these words of honor, shine like the sun
By the sign of the moon
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
The prophecies spoke of a wandering man
Skilled with steel, black as the night
Normally veiled from the mortal eyes
His hammer arose like a magic force
With a gaze that turned everything into stone
the warrior spoke, "I am the one"
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Desinted For Glory
Once upon a time in a forlorn land,
A man on a mission was left at fates hand
In his eyes you could see the whites turn red
Surrounded by evil, abandoned for dead
Born on the run by the sign of the sun
A mail-clad warrior, the chosen one
His names been cursed, he is bound to fail
A wandering spirit with the will to prevail
By the sign of the moon,
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
He still can recall his fathers words
Dont loose your faith, let your voice be heard
Echoes from the past will lead him on
By these words of honor, shine like the sun
By the sign of the moon
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
The prophecies spoke of a wandering man
Skilled with steel, black as the night
Normally veiled from the mortal eyes
His hammer arose like a magic force
With a gaze that turned everything into stone
The warrior spoke, I am the one
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Speak easy
Ever had so much to say but cannot find the words, when you do you just do not have the nerve.
Waste time, time wasted over what might be said, conversations played out only in your head.
Silence is golden so they say, time keeps ticking its running away.
Never runs back just out of control, do soul searching to find the know.
The words you find seam just too few, say nothing at all keep it in you.
If spoken aloud could set you free, there inside, somewhere in me.
Maybe a magician could bring it to light, maybe a strong man to fight this fight.
Speak easy when spoken, say it so clear, I fear, these words, never hear.
The less you speak the more that is herd, screaming out loud not saying a word.
Speak easy to you, few words need say, speak easy to me, time slipping away.
poem by Gary Kedron
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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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Coin
Every coin has two side
sun is shine
sun is smile
sun is hope
sun is hot
Night is scared
night is dark
dark is nothing
but it is save
Robber with gun
police with gun
what is good
what is bad
coin has two side
we can chose
Item is a tool
bad and good we can chose
poem by Leung Yutung
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Zannat...heaven
Zannat* here, hell here, life here
With joy and happiness to be spent dear
Why to cry and resent for bad luck?
Why to lament and curse when simply struck?
My zannat* is at home
Stands at door and welcome
Ushers me inside and offers comfort
I have reached the bay with her support
She is not only beautiful
But kind at heart and successful
In her work she is really wonderful
With out I could have been zero or half full
I speak nothing in her praise
But gracefully acknowledge on face
"I would have been no where dear"
I live with happiness without any fear
When you are around
Joy and happiness is found
Moon and stars may shine in their place
I have nothing look at you and chase
My universe is here
I do nothing which may cause her to shed tear
Yet sometimes I loose sight of vision
That leads to some bitterness and confusion
I have no regret being ordinary man
She is no less than heavenly woman
What has she gained from me as her man?
I think and probably no answer she can
It will be too much if I say some more words
But it will be ungrateful of me if my words are not heard
I may not say plainly on her face acknowledge
She is always there in my sacred heart temple as inscribed page
She has never uttered a word in desperation
Maintained all time calm with beautiful relation
All women are same with gifted heart
Only we need to develop vision and see it as heavenly art
* Zannat…. heaven
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Blackstars of beautiful twilight
Winding all the black thoughts of the golden children upon the lost divinity
Enriching the black history of warm words and the soulful sounds of silent dignity
Lining all the black rimes to the history walls painted by the cold face of humanity
Igniting the black sparks of the twisted science of reality upon these cold swords of invalidity
Looking towards the bright future of the black poetry, we proudly declare the shine of cold thought mortality
Enhancing the forever shine of all Blackstrars, brings about my finding of true serenity
Blackstrars of beautiful twilight shine upon my forever...spark the joy and pride upon my black mind
Blackstrars of beautiful twilight shine upon the land of my black history and dreams, be the vision and true joy of my black kind.
poem by Sicelo Sithole
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Grief - The Soul of Life
Laughter, Joy and Happiness is all people want,
We could do without grief, they say.
Little do they know that I don't just daunt,
I am their lives' X-Ray.
Happiness is only one side of the coin,
The other one is grief.
To curse, bane and torment they adjoin,
But its all just false belief.
Like the waves that rise and fall,
Life is but a journey.
Emotions you need to experience one and all,
It can't be just sugar and honey.
Grief is eternal, like a black hole,
A void in your life, a hole in your soul.
poem by Shashank iFalcon
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Bright Side Of The Road
From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road
Well be lovers once again on the
Bright side of the road
Little darlin, come with me
Wont you help me share my load
From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road
Into this life were born
Baby sometimes we dont know why
And time seems to go by so fast
In the twinkling of an eye
Lets enjoy it while we can
Wont you help me sing my song
From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road
From the dark end of the street
To the bright side of the road
Well be lovers once again
On the bright side of the road
Well be lovers once again on the bright side of the road
song performed by by Van Morrison
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In My Time
In my mind
The golden silver statues turn to tin
And I find
Confidence is just a place Ive been
In my mind
I was kind
When poppas begging friendship came to me
I was blind
To think it would be easy to be free
In my time
Ive not lied
I tried to save the pride I hold within
When I denied
Happiness is just a room Im in
In my time
In my mind
The golden silver statues turn to tin
And I find
Happiness is just a place Ive been
In my time
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Are You Really a True Romantic?
I wonder, where have all the True Romantics gone? ... there are, but few
still flowering... still spinning dreams, still weaving words of love so true.
For, when l read a book, or watch a movie... perhaps, read a line
or two of poetry... l know that, somewhere in there, l will find
some bitter, shadowy undertone... perhaps, to spice some ailing plot?
True feelings, it may well reflect...
but True Romantic? ...
l think not.
The True Romantic is a gentle soul... a Literary Unicorn,
existing in a Golden Land, from where the sweet, soft dreams are born;
all spun from strands of pure romance... this bright-eyed hope of love, so fair;
no shadows here, to spoil the magic woven from the heart, with care.
The Unicorn is, but a dream... in myth, beyond our sight... far lost;
but, lose the True Romantic... lose the dream;
is this, then worth the cost?
Perhaps, it is that we have wandered from the path, in modern days;
perhaps, it is not now correct... politically, to trace the ways
the great Romantics, down the ages weaved their bright and shining dreams,
yet, there was sadness... there was yearning in their works...
but, now.... it seems
that all emotions... good or bad, must be displayed... the darker side;
the negativity of love... when lost, betrayed...
or just, denied.
So, is this some analysis... some facet of psychology
the author feels a need to show?
for it is not quite poetry,
or writing in the manner of the True Romantic... can't they see
the True Romantic's dream just cannot mix with grim reality?
As different as chalk and cheese; a world apart... a different thing
from the tapestry of dreaming that the True Romantic spins.
It is certain, that this rhyme will ruffle feathers far and wide...
but, the words therein contain the truth... it cannot be denied.
When seeking out the True Romantic's world, so many paths unfold
a promise of this Golden Land; yet seven in ten are dead and cold;
leading nowhere, but, to broken hearts... and sweet dreams, cruelly blighted...
the True Romantics work must leave imaginations
quite delighted.
Perhaps the authors of today, beset by cultural platitudes;
the realists... the avant garde... the modernistic attitudes,
have somehow, lost their bright-eyed innocence...
the touchstone of Romance;
if, this is so; then sad to say... they really do not stand a chance
of ever really dreaming Golden dreams... as True Romantics do...
Will the tiny flame still flicker in the dark?
l do hope so.
poem by Dream Weaver
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Excelsior
When the moon is full and bright
And its charm is falling down,
Every roof you see in town
Is a puddle filled with light.
In the night that's looking blue
Silver rain superbly shines,
Like a dream of lofty rhymes,
Lovely tunes, and whispers, too.
From the starry worlds on high
Magic comes now here below
And envelops nice and slow
The sad valley of the cry.
When the golden dust is great,
Flowers shine and stars are bright,
What bad thoughts can dim the light,
And what dragon, and what fate?
Nature, sky, and God of love,
Dark blue mystery of life!
I don't mind the curse and strife
For you've lifted me above.
poem by Alexandru Macedonski, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Friendly Words
Words are acts in friendship, in common language,
We carry out tasks for the joke and story,
Holes in the ground are worth filling
As death is again at service, and death is willing.
Gold is found there, it serves the purpose of God,
The purpose is to exist and dissolve venom that describes,
It is poison that bites your head and hands
Like a golden bee and a stinging wasp.
Words shall direct their effort, and they swing from place to place.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dark Side
I bit my upper lip
I take another sip
Coffee so black
Jittery
Stressed
Solve an impossibility
Build the creativity
With humans ingenuity
All with that makes no sense
The soul never relents
Or knows how to repent
How much do I owe?
Can I weigh it in gold?
Can it be told?
With the words that heal
What has been revealed?
What has been sealed?
Shrouded in darkness
The fog has blinded me
Its beyond my understanding
I'm not sure what I should be demanding
Attacking the defenseless
Breaking the hopeless
A survivor of what
Just shut up
A listen to the unforgiven
The urgency is now
How to sooth the savage beast in me
So Angry
Lashing out in strange ways
What has my serenity done to me?
Trying to think
Wanting to be totally tanked
But walking away
Because I know that's not the way
No gonna happen
Not now
Or any other day
I'm stronger
I'm not a monger of meager means
I've already came clean
But the guilt is still there
Rotting
Always bringing the despair
Beware the knife is sharp
Its cuts so deep
Wait the chance it so needs
To breath
To loose
Another golden goose
Another golden egg
Then your dead
As the words I read
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Don't run away
Do not run away
You will loose the way
Find the solution and stay
Dark may disappear with arrival of ray
There is time for everything
Do not expect short of anything
He has destined you for something
Try hard for desired result to bring
Nothing can stop
No show can go flop
If you have strong will
A powerful instinct to kill
Sincerity and honesty may play a role
Mighty and strong may reach the pole
Weak and feeble may loose the race
The success may bring shine on face
Life is not to last for indefinite
Day has to end with arrival of night
Stars may shine and laugh in sky
We need only courage and little try
No set back can be permanent
Luck and efforts must be tried constant
Who knows fortune may smile at any moment?
There may not be left any time to lament
Who may remember the failure as milestone?
Who will not like bright day when night has gone?
It is constant change and real progress
The world will praise only those who meet the success
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Any magic there
is there any magic behind?
Why I couldn't find?
why did I stay spell bound?
what was new in it to be found?
well, I don't know
I have decided to throw
Complete weight and go free
Watch it quietly under the tree
I don't know what he may do?
The feelings are very true
The delicate phase I am passing through
He may also be feeling same too
I have become feeble and weak
what more do I long and seek?
I am completely lost in his charm
i see bright future and no harm
Eyes bright up when he enters
I loose the nerve and simply center
rush to greet and to be lost for ever
whole body is shivering with fever
I simply fall for his embrace
eyes meet and close the face
complete silence with only whispers
words move on and act as strikers
Nothing stands on the way as gap is narrowed
No more dictates as simple rule is followed
Not to loose again but everything to gain
it may go on as events move in chain
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A preference
You were never a Juliet
You seemed to me simple idiot
You preferred a heavy jolt
It was shock and blue from bolt
I thought you were showing some grace
I was never after you and in race
I had read anxieties on your face
Still I showed willingness to embrace
I knew something was making you wild
You were not the same as true and mild
I figured it out and decided to ignore
You had acted in haste this before
I let you behave the way you like
You may go on top and shout with mike
You may display cards while on bike
No one will bother even if you strike
You preferred neither to show nor to see
wanted me to dump in blue or dark sea
You didn’t want to remain as friend to find
Spoken words supposed to be very kind
Be little kind and considerate
Don’t complain always and narrate
Don’t land in hostile land
You will find villains and not good friend
No messages may flow
It will be great blow
Friendship process may go slow
Don’t vitiate but lay low
Understand and properly read
Between the lines and don’t misread
Try to find out ways and means
Search your soul and cleanse
You may find the answer
Not from all but from fewer
Steer the course and stay sound
Way with new friends is always found
Fill the air with melody of cuckoo
Be always right and try to be true
Make no bone of contention with noise
Keep your word good with promise
Your oldie may jump
Won’t care about any bump
Stay safe and very cool
Don’t make yourself fool
You may feel triumph
It may be win only half
You may loose and cry
Consequences may leave you dry
You may choose
But subsequently loose
You won’t know what is right or wrong
You will be alone and not find among
I shall prefer not to stay
Not that far or so much away
I shall knock at the right hour
May rush from any where even if on tour
I wish you to be little tough
Always kind with words and not rough
Convey best possible feeling right now
I shall be there but don’t know how?
I shall accompany you
When you may surrender to thou
It may be his wish to prevail
You may fall in line and avail
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Work In Preygress
Our knots gnawed by that garish aged rat
Time
Frayed edges fall on pastures
To be chewed as fodder
Fill ones udder if thou must
Mine inner mind
Mine lustful loins
Tis lost on wasteful bounder
Strays such as you
Whom
Upon golden bountiful mounds of hallowed hay
Hollow sits
As shallow does
Mustered sensual senses
Loiter
Way beyond all that is prevailant
Valiant desires of mine mind
Resisted by knowledge past on by mankind
How on earth prey
Did those two words lay
Side by side
Misguided words
Dare I say
Why ever not...
poem by Karen Sinclair
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