To Go No Where
So time is up, so words are spent,
so I intend to go, but......... where? Shazia batool
To go no where
You will go nowhere
But come to me and here
I shall take your care
And no one may dare
You have kind heart
Some sort of beautiful art
Aches for somebody's grief
Provides cause for relief
People are nice and fair
Only you should judge and dare
It is alter all cunning minds
You may sometimes fail to find
Nature is full of love
Air and wind you must believe
They carry fragrance somewhere
So love dares and come from somewhere
You may never ignore
A nice call from nature
It is not about sharing grief
It is about love and belief
You may find me evergreen
As it was and always have been
There may be some setback
And so much at stake
You are observed by me
Totally impartial and free
You are you and thoroughly involved
Given free clean chit and totally absolved
You are not seen from outer level
You have shown and excelled
You were at your best and proved
I was never to be part but only loved
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Anarchy
I want to make it quite clear.....
my heart is not a thoroughfare.
i long for never-never land
for honest people, nice and fair.
no joys i find in shallow world
im fed up of this love-sick air.
wipe out these tears and hold the grief
i don't have too much time to share.
but darkness can't be a horrid thing
sun shines through this mist of despair.
friends oft misinterpret my love
they judge me but by surface layer.
so time is up, so words are spent,
so i intend to go, ....but where?
poem by Shahzia Batool
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There Is Something To Love
There is something to love that reaches beyond
the outer covering, even if we just do kiss and play,
that draws us to return, to continue on another day
and it binds us unseen with a kind of magical bond.
Some people endlessly search for youth’s natural fond,
to find a kind of place where age is swept away
but there is something eternal to love, to its sway
to the way that it makes people to each other respond.
Even if our feelings, our energies are at a time spent,
if we have loved fully, have loved to the heart’s intent
there is still something drawing, that we feel and see
as if there is something that does in the heart descent
that is acting much deeper and totally independent,
a strange kind of thing that turns bliss into tranquility.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Nature above.
Crossing the green nature,
seeking what to expore above the mountain and the tree,
just to know what it is about,
except to find it near the river, near the forest,
once to find nature in town, still the beauty it lives,
flower of it kind, plants that is speacial,
for wedding and so on,
but because of human life, selfishness,
now it is not fair, they never care,
the smell of the nature, the scenery so clear,
wish people wounld love and find what was all about, the last moment they will see,
but even so they don't want to do their part for it,
pray for the last nature that it will survive.
poem by Lee Sharon
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Dare To Dream
(paul begaud/vanessa corish/wayne tester)
I am my own believer
In my heart the reason
I will follow the light from within
Im not afraid of weakness
Im gonna taste the sweetness
Of the power not to give in
Oh I will see it through
I believe this is my moment of truth
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream
I will go the distance
Embrace resistance
I will lay my soul on the line
When the wait is over
And the hunger has spoken
If I give my all,i will shine
Oh I will see it through
I believe, this is my moment of truth
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream,oh
And the heart will shine like the sun
A million voices together as one
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
Dare to dream
Dare to fly
Dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky
Dare to reach
Dare to rise
Find the strength to set my spirit free
(find the strength to set my spirit free)
Find the strength to do what I believe
(I believe)
Dare to dream
Dare to dream
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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When Nature Stands For
What can I do when nature stands for?
All kinds of love and return for sure
That spring after autumn to care
Dream about monsoon and come out in open to dare
I don't know about vague reference
But I try to live in its shadow and presence
Love is something that attracts me
Confines not in walls but come out to feel free
I love smiling faces and flowers
Not of gardens alone but of desert coming after showers
Just of simple nature and always in spread up position
What to speak of their fragrance beautiful composition!
I offer open smile when come across
To look at some one and deliberately choose
To throw open the gesture in recognition
Without any malafied intention, spark or ignition
In a romantic man resides lovely creature
Sees in positive style and thinks of beautiful future
What is wrong if one involves in imagery position?
Dreams of beautiful company and creation of romantic relation
You may not be good looking
But certainly capable of nice cooking
Stories of attachment and close association
That may certainly drive to the elevation
Is it not the same feature with all human?
Look with beautiful eyes and summon
To fall in lovely relation with no desire
But simply raise the level of understanding and admire
I go for it without existence of slight doubt
It has nothing to do with lust and talk about
It is natural nature that compels you to love
Behold in faith and generously believe
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Never hesitate to leave
Never hesitate to leave!
I would never hesitate to leave this world
If my child is in danger or slips out of fold
“Mother would go to any extent” I was told
As certain things are totally free and not sold
I am totally aware that child needs total care
Some of the mother hide it and don’t dare
But what a joy on earth to feel while feeding
Pain mattered less at the time of delivery while bleeding
Each one of us may be dreaming about nice creature
As lots of expectations and dreams for making sure
What a child may bring in for our future life?
How do I feel about it as mother and wife!
My blood is directly flowing in his vanes
Lot many unsaid things are reflected as tales
But whole of world seems so tiny or small
When I hear baby’s cry or simple call
Let all babies get simple care from mother
All happiness with so much dedication and care
It is said child remembers mother when best fed
So later on holds hand of mother and leads
Whole world seems to me a tiny object
If I am to choose I will certainly reject
What a beautiful smile when I start feeding
All so more important satisfaction by her needing
I look at that curly hair
Everything looks so fair
How can I think of going somewhere?
When heaven and happiness is all here
I would love to sink when time comes
I won’t bother whether child later on welcomes or not
At present I see best part on feeding
It is the best present after my wedding
Many mothers may think it as absurd
But it is mother’s love with caring word
Sincere prayer along with it for her well being
My gesture will be after all less of doing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Grief Promise Me To Leave ' Part 1
It’s a conversation between my heart and my grief at the same time
GRIEF PROMISE ME TO LEAVE (PART 1)
My heart: you promised me in the last days that you are leaving me
My grief: I loved your spirit; I found my settlement and safe in it and I
Think I will stay forever
My heart: but you promised me, and here you are broken your promise to me
My grief: I felt that you always need me so I took eternal place inside you
My heart: I didn’t need you in fact I’m tired of your vicinage to me
My grief: no you didn't see anything from me until now, it's just the beginning
My heart: what's wrong with you, you always by my side? Why you prevent the happiness to get inside my heart? And if it came in, you you will gave her only five seconds why?
My grief: I used on your broken heart
My heart: isn't there another hearts to live in it why mine?
My grief: yes there is, but I (ardent love) your soul
My heart: please go away; go away, my yearning will kill me...
My grief: ask your self? Is it possible leaving a heart his desire grief?
My heart: find another me, there is a lot of hearts are waiting
My grief: I can't? Because I lived in a heart his beatings get used on me
My heart: please mercy my wounds
My grief: I’m sorry, but this is our life
My heart: mercy my tears, my eyes dry out cause of you
My grief: I can't leave you
My heart: my friends abandon me
My grief: then they are not your friends
My heart: they left me alone and broken sitting on your chair
My grief: don't worry you are the victorious
My heart: I miss them
My grief: they are not useful for you? Cause I reside in you when you know them
Quiet
My grief controlling totally in my heart now
My heart: you are like the sword cutting me every time you come near, but I will be patient, yes I will be patient for you grief, I will...
My grief made a mockery laughing
My grief: the age rewarding me for this
My heart closed his eyes in a silent way... wait... there is a (happiness whisper) comes and cross me silently, but its mute cause the grief was controlling me totally.
happiness whisper: forgive me my friend i have no place between you, I’m died from along long time, I just came to see is grief still in your heart or he left you so I can take a place between your heart, forgive me my friend the grief is my master.
The conversation is so quiet and the calmness spread through them
My heart: don't leave me like that, come to me just for a moment I wanna taste your happiness that you got between your whispers.
Happiness whisper has left me in silent and quiet way
my heart: where are you my grief come to me, come to my heart that you used to be always, give me new promise, then may be you will reside in a heart for someone else me.
My grief: I will leave you just in one case? When I see the world opened his armful for happiness, love, and safe. In that time I want you give me the signal to leave you! !
My grief is killing my heart now
My grief: now I want you hear me your words about love that you kept torturing me in it
My heart: ok. You are the only one I’ve got now
Trust me
Cause I know the pain...
The pain is over here and over there,
Pain in my heart pain in my soul,
Pain in my skin pain in my bones...
Trust me
Cause I know the cold nights...
It’s when my heart freezing, my eyes clouded and I won't close it,
Cause I scared to see the darkness and fell the silence,
oh my God I’m closing my eyes, I can't take it any more ahhhh.....
Now I’m afraid to open it cause I don't want be alone again...
Trust me
Cause I know the loneliness...
It’s when I don't get to hear from you,
Loneliness when I know you are not here by my side,
Loneliness when I’m thinking silently about you...
Trust me
Cause I know my soul...
It’s smashed to three parts,
The first is happy,
The sec is sad,
The third is full of misery,
Ahhh... now I can fell in my soul,
Happiness was never meant for me...
Trust me
Cause I know my heart...
Aches...
Broken...
Scattered around...
Ahhh.... my heart is killing me...
My heart need to heal by some glue...
All of that because of.... ahah (keep chocking) .
My grief: enough, enough, what is all that! !
My heart: you put in me the eternal grief, you put in me the unceasing yearning, you put in me all the kinds of illusions and more, so take it it's yours....
My grief: I will leave you now my friend; I will leave you my friend.
But I want you remember that a part of me will stay in you forever…
poem by Damn Angel
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Totally Hot
(john farrar)
I want you
But takin it easy aint an easy thing to do
And I want you, want you
You must know
Cause baby I cant begin to keep it in
Our love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
Our love is totally hot
Im burnin up
And if my mama could read my mind shed lock me up
And Im burnin, burnin
You must know
Cause baby when youre around I come unwound
Our love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
Out love is totally hot
Play the game and let me do the same
And we gonna get along, gonna get along, gonna get along fine
Watchin out for my heart
But when I am near you
Near you aint the place to start, no, no, no, no
Takin it slow
Whenever I cross your trail, my brakes just fail
My love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
My love is totally hot
My love is so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Baby, baby, so hot, totally hot
You got to me
Gimme what you got, ready or not
My love is totally hot
Gimme what you got, ready or not
My love is totally, totally, totally hot
(repeats)
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Unaware of the fact
I am totally unaware of the fact
As why it has deserted me to act
Why no words are pouring in as it used to be?
Why do I feel so helpless and not free?
Yes it is God gift to have grip on writing
No reason can be advanced for sighting
Everything is just before the eyes
One may not depict correctly even if he tries
Of course they may be deeply lying in corner
It has to come out later or sooner
But it has got no use if untimely composed
It will be simply rejected and totally disposed
Words can’t flow until it has free message
Water can not flow in river until has the passage
The well has enough of water in the belt below
It will remain there as it is and not allow
As the fingers move on the head in hair rings
It may generate melody and words may try to sing
It will send pulses to and fro and resonance may start
Align all activities in one action with live active part
As the earth has become barren
It may need fall of rain even
Dry words may find new energy in roots
The greenery may come up for good scenes to put up
Find it not hard to come out the songs
They may come at right time and not at wrong
Your heart and mind may keenly exchange
It will have good synchronization and able to manage
It will have full sweetness and melancholy
The depth of it may be felt and enjoyed wholly
Let artificial things cover as pure illusion
Poetry may flow with natural tune without any confusion
Poems are not just free flow of words
They are holy words spoken by lords
Not everybody can pick it with intensity
Only good poet may find its full use and utility
It may face temporary setback sometimes
It has too some lean and bad times
It may loose sometimes rhythms and tunes
The creator (poet) should not worry over it and fume
Give it a full justice to come out with some reason
Nature too functions well with every season
How the flowers boom in different colors?
The spring has quality to offer more flavors
Don’t be upset if some time the door is locked
Don’t lament if it doesn’t come up and try to click
It will find its way when cuckoo breaks morning silence
Your mind will be fresh and free from being tense
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Greater Love Then Thee
I love you far too much
you love me far too little
this is a recipe for disaster
this is a recipe for separation
this is not enough to bind our love
through the sad days and the bad days.
Where are you, when I need you, so much?
When you need me, I always make time, rush.
You are presently, incapable of giving, me enough.
I so often miss, the pleasure comfort, of your touch.
When we are together, it is, absolutely magic.
When apart for me, it is so, absolutely tragic.
You keep my heartfelt; pure love for rainy days.
For when you need me; but you can never stay.
Love demands, more than a few, infrequent fleeting moments.
Love demands, more than a few scraps, of precious momentary time.
You are never going to find; another great love; like mine.
I am faithful scorpio; that loves; with everything mine.
I must love totally or forsake mediocrity
I seek in return that you love me totally
I seek that in return she love me totally.
Or set me free; to love with passion; heightened intensity.
I need my soul sort lover; that loves totally; for an eternity.
I need her loyal; faithful; in blessed beautified monogamy.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Licia Sonnets 37
I speak, fair Licia, what my torments be,
But then my speech too partial do I find;
For hardly words can with those thoughts agree,
Those thoughts that swarm in such a troubled mind.
Then do I vow my tongue shall never speak
Nor tell my grief that in my heart doth lie;
But cannon-like, I then surcharged do break,
And so my silence worse than speech I try.
Thus speech or none, they both do breed my care;
I live dismayed, and kill my heart with grief;
In all respects my case alike doth fare
To him that wants, and dare not ask relief.
Then you, fair Licia, sovereign of my heart,
Read to yourself my anguish and my smart.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Love's Chastening
Once Love grew bold and arrogant of air,
Proud of the youth that made him fresh and fair;
So unto Grief he spake, 'What right hast thou
To part or parcel of this heart?' Grief's brow
Was darkened with the storm of inward strife;
Thrice smote he Love as only he might dare,
And Love, pride purged, was chastened all his life.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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A Grief Message!
When grief stricken
And the heart is full of pain
Of loss of dear one
All beautiful things of Nature
And sweet things of life
Become a matter of no concern
However delightful
They all might have been once
And cannot be enjoyed again so!
Message of grief
Written in nice verse
Moves heart much indeed!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Dirty Four Letter Word
In this age of technology, profitability and such
There just isn't time to be nice very much.
Besides what does it get you when you try to be nice?
Honking from behind? Hand gestures once or twice?
Lately have you seen a person let someone go first?
What did you do the last time your role was reversed?
Billions are spent to sell all the things you see.
But being nice costs nothing; it’s absolutely free.
Yet being nice has the power to win over everyone.
All will marvel from its spell since it’s seldom done.
Sadly, each day seems colder as an ill wind does blow.
History tells us that this route is a tragic way to go.
Though there is hope if all try to do their part
To be kind in word and deed directly from the heart.
Only then can we expect a world not so absurd
That now seems to label the term “nice”
A dirty four lettered word!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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One Heart Calls Out To Another (Without Word)
Should one heart call out to another, without word,
Through the many miles that now separate them,
I wonder: 'will the call of my heart be heard? '
What about love, does it elevate them
To a different level, where words are no longer needed?
This heart calls out to its counterpoint, in another,
Yet I know not surely, whether the call is heeded-
Or perhaps, the latter heart, sees the former, as a bother!
Time shall surely reveal what is now, a mystery;
Will the call of this heart, find in the other, a response?
If I were to venture a guess, based upon our history,
I would say that time and space are not long for these bonds-
Naught shall stand in the way of this love, divined;
True love is a force of nature unto its own
And shall overcome all; it shall never be just left behind,
As though the refuse of time-as our's has shown!
True love distinguishes itself in its re-incarnation,
Where false love runs its course, then withers.
True love allows not, unworthy imitation-
As one may only gift the perpetuity it delivers!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Beautiful Heart
God has given us beautiful heart
It is with feeling and as an art
It sees nothing but only feel
A closeness to come at will
Many hearts may be wishing
But may end it with bad finishing
Some one to get bogged down
And some one to become friend and known
Let us make it as good wish with endurance
Work toward its fulfillment at once
No need to make it public or announce
As it may any time fail and bounce
It is nice to dream and walk
Hand in hand and silently talk
Make it realize what all is in mind
New match to match with love very kind
Desires after all is divine culmination
Putting behind lots of questions
Create a feeling of substance very rare
No one may bread it or dare
This may warrant some changes
It is your loving and tender age
It aches for love and beautiful company
This might have been illusion for many
Stars twinkle in recognition
Bless for nice couple in addition
You can walk now hand in hand
Ripples become one and tune in as permanent friend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You Are…To Me…For Me….
Like sugar
Like chocolate
You are so sweet
So sweet to me
Like an old man that’s blind
Or woman who comforts a baby that cries
You are kind
So kind to me
Prayed all my life to find
Yes to find someone like to find
Tried to ignore it but there are feelings growing in my soul…
For you
Yes for you, only for you
Every time I hear your voice
I know to rejoice
Cuz you have my heart
I never want us to part
You are so sweet
So sweet to me
You are so kind
So kind to me
Beautiful inside and out
I don’t have to meet you to know what you’re all about
You got me hoping for this to last
Hoping we can make it past
2 or 3 years
Release your fears
I will not hurt you
Just want to love you
Protect you and take care of you in ways only I know how to
If it’s not too much or no shame
Maybe one day I can carry your last name
But I don’t want to push
Cuz you and I are ordinary people
We can take it slow
I’ll be here and just so you know
I’ll love you til’ the end of time, if you let me
Let’s just be and if it’s real
Then let’s jump in the car and peel
Cuz baby you got that ‘Whip Appeal’
Just know I’ll never cheat, lie, or hurt you
Don’t matter what them other chicks do
I’m down and ONLY FOR YOU!
Cuz you are sweet
So sweet to me
You are kind
So kind to me
ONLY FOR ME! ! !
(©Copyright-May 8,2005)
(For: Platinum Writers Inc)
poem by Aaliyah SantiagoJoseph
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Shall I Wasting in Despair
Shall I wasting in despair
Die because a woman's fair?
Or make pale my cheeks with care
'Cause another's rosy are?
Be she fairer than the day,
Or the flow'ry meads in May,
If she be not so to me,
What care I how fair she be?
Shall my heart be griev'd or pin'd
'Cause I see a woman kind?
Or a well-disposed nature
Joined with a lovely feature?
Be she meeker, kinder, than
Turtle dove or pelican,
If she be not so to me,
What care I how kind she be?
Shall a woman's virtues move
Me to perish for her love?
Or her well-deserving known
Make me quite forget mine own?
Be she with that goodness blest
Which may gain her name of best
If she be not such to me,
What care I, how good she be?
'Cause her fortune seems too high
Shall I play the fool and die?
Those that bear a noble mind,
Where they want of riches find,
Think what with them they would
That without them dare to woo;
And unless that mind I see,
What care I how great she be?
Great, or good, or kind, or fair,
I will ne'er the more despair;
If she love me, this believe,
I will die ere she shall grieve;
If she slight me when I woo,
I can scorn and let her go;
For if she be not for me,
What care I for whom she be?
poem by George Wither
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Songs Set To Music: 4. Set By Mr. Smith
Come, weep no more, for 'tis in vain;
Torment not thus your pretty heart;
Think, Flavia, we may meet again,
As well as that we now must part.
You sigh and weep; the gods neglect
That precious dew your eyes let fall;
Our joy and grief with like respect
They mind, and that is not at all.
We pray, in hopes they will be kind,
As if they did regard our state;
They hear, and the return we find
Is, that no prayers can alter Fate.
Then clear your brow, and look more gay;
Do not yourself to grief resign;
Who knows but that those powers may
The pair they now have parted join?
But since they have thus cruel been,
And could such constant lovers sever,
I dare not trust, lest, now they're in,
They should divide us two for ever.
Then, Flavia, come, and let us grieve,
Remembering, though, upon what score;
This our last parting look believe,
Believe we must embrace no more.
Yet should our sun shine out at last,
And Fortune, without more deceit,
Throw but one reconciling cast,
To make two wandering lovers meet;
How great then would our pleasures be
To find heaven kinder than believed,
And we, who had no hopes to see
Each other, to be thus deceived!
But say, should heaven bring no relief;
Suppose our sun should never rise;
Why, then, what's due to such a grief
We've paid already with our eyes.
poem by Matthew Prior
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The Manly Heart
Shall I, wasting in despair,
Die because a woman's fair?
Or my cheeks make pale with care
'Cause another's rosy are?
Be she fairer than the day
Or the flowery meads in May --
If she be not so to me,
What care I how fair she be?
Shall my foolish heart be pined
'Cause I see a woman kind;
Or a well dispos-ed nature
Join-ed with a lovely feature?
Be she meeker, kinder, than
Turtle-dove or pelican,
If she be not so to me,
What care I how kind she be?
Shall a woman's virtues move
Me to perish for her love?
Or her merit's value known
Make me quite forget mine own?
Be she with that goodness blest
Which may gain her name of Best;
If she seem not such to me,
What care I how good she be?
'Cause her fortune seems too high,
Shall I play the fool and die?
Those that bear a noble mind
Where they want of riches find,
Think what with them they would do
Who without them dare to woo;
And unless that mind I see,
What care I though great she be?
Great or good, or kind or fair,
I will ne'er the more despair;
If she love me, this believe,
I will die ere she shall grieve;
If she slight me when I woo,
I can scorn and let her go;
For if she be not for me,
What care I for whom she be?
poem by George Wither
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