A Beautiful Symphony/Breshna Khan
A little rosebud tiny
and dear,
Now in her sixth year.
Petals slowly open
each day,
A lovely lady on her
way.
Someday you will look
and see,
Beautiful Breshna, a
symphony.
poem by Heather Burns
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Thou Tiny Little Rosebud
Thou tiny little rosebud
What beauty do you hold?
The secret that's within you
will open and unfold
A color that becomes you,
A red or pink or white.
Your petals just like velvet
Behold! a wondrous sight.
In morning there are dewdrops
that glisten where they fall
on petals that will hold them
'till sunlight dries them all.
Thou tiny little rosebud
protected by the thorn,
beloved of all the flowers
I'm glad that you were born.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The ROSE Healing - God's Design
When spring comes to us,
Scent of flowers in the air,
A tiny little rosebud,
A flower of God's design.
Perfect in His possession,
Always in His hand,
God unfolds the petals,
The secret's unknown to me,
The tiny little rosebud,
A flower of God's design,
Unfolds with perfection,
The rose in His hand.
As my life lies before me,
With it's joy and distress,
He is always near me,
Unfolding all life's petals,
The flower of His design,
Forever in His hand.
poem by Eva L. Shaw
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My Special Red Rose
My Special Red Rose
My special red rose so full of life just blossoming with
lovely red petals
Always looking so beautiful and radiant in the morning sun
And now yet again another red petal has falling from my
beautiful rose
but the petals that remain are very dear to me because they are still part of my lovely red rose.
Yet today my special red rose doesn't blossom quite as full but I still look at it every day in the morning light
For the lovely red petals that are still on my special
red rose
bring so much joy and happiness to my hearts delight
poem by Joseph Skelley
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That Lady
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
Hear me calling out to you
'Cause that's all that I can do
Your eyes tell me to pursue
But you say "Look yeah, but don't touch, baby"
Nah, nah, nah don't touch
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Sexy lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would dance upon a string
Any gift she'd want I'd bring
I would give her anything
If she would just do what I say
Come 'round my way, baby
Shine my way
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would love to take her home
But her heart is made of stone
Gotta keep on keepin' on
If I don't she'll do me wrong
Do me wrong, yeah
(Instrumental)
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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Who's That Lady
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
Hear me callin' out to you
'Cause it's all that I can do
Your eyes tell me to pursue
But you say look yeah, but don't touch (but don't touch), baby
nah, nah, nah don't touch
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Sexy lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would dance upon a string
Any gift she'd wanna bring
I would give her anything
If she would just do what I say (just do what I say)
Come 'round my way, baby
Shine my way
Who's that lady (who's that lady)
Beautiful lady (who's that lady)
Lovely lady (who's that lady)
Real fine lady (who's that lady)
I would love to take her home
But her heart is made of stone
I would keep on keepin' on
If I don't she'll do me wrong
Do me wrong, yeah
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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Rose Petals
Rose petals are so soft to touch,
rose petalsfragrance is so divine to smell,
rose petals are like lovely lips which smile,
rose petals are given to lady love,
rose petals are spread on bed of newly bride,
rose petals are life of butterflies,
rose petals are used for beauty baths,
rpse petals are offered on the lotus feet of god,
rose petals are placed on grave of dear ones,
rose petals are offered in river ganga for departed soul,
rose petals are showered on newly weds,
rose petals are decorated on festive days,
roses are given as a promise for everlasting love.
poem by renu Vig sharma sharma
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Someday Soon
Someday soon, someday soon.
Seasons were made for the change.
You will be there.
Just like the night to the day without a care.
The dark goes before the dawn.
Open up your eyes.
Someday soon
Ooo, therell be a better day.
And someday soon,
Yes, its not too far away.
Someday soon
Oo yeah, with open skies,
And someday soon.
All we can do is try.
The coloudest day comes around,
You will be there.
All of the feelins youve found, without a care.
So my friends, you take a look.
Dont you look too far.
Someday soon
Oo yeah, with open skies,
And someday soon.
All we can do is try.
Someday, someday, someday soon,
Someday, someday soon
Someday, someday soon
Someday soon
Someday soon
Someday soon
song performed by by Journey
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Famous Movie Poem - Citizen Kane
rosebud, how much
secret can you hide
away in a rosebud?
your muse, his
exquisite eyes, lips,
hands and fingers?
an unrequited
relationship?
taking a friend's
dear one for an
afternoon of
sensual ride shoving
and turning between
an ocean of pleasure
and a torn conscience
hard as a 20-year lie
tossed between words
in a newspaper run
by a megalomaniac?
rosebud how much love
can you hold in a rosebud?
all the night fantasies rolled
up tight, kept warm between
heart racing bossoms, entertwined
desires that blend like fragrance and
scents to drive up yearnings for
physical adventures and the fluid
and stimulating verses pouring
out of your systems
rosebuds, where would you
find them most appealing?
a virgin pink at her lips
soft and shy at heart
and a longing held tight
as petals waiting for the
perfect moment to unveil
its charm, splendour
a heart waiting for the
right moment to leap
into another
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Whos That Lady
Whos that lady......(whos that lady)
Beautiful lady........(whos that lady)
Lovely lady...........( whos that lady)
Real fine lady
Hear me calling out to you
cause thats all that I can do
Your eyes tell me to pursue
But you say look, yea, but dont touch baby!
No, no, no dont touch
Whos that lady......(whos that lady)
Sexy lady.............(whos that lady)
Beautiful lady........(whos that lady)
Real fine lady
I would dance upon a string
Any gifts shed want Id bring
I would giver her anything
If she would just do what I say
Come round my way baby
Shine my way
Whos that lady
Beautiful lady
Lovely lady
Real real fine lady
I would love to take her home
But her heart is made of stone
But Ill keep on keepin on
If I dont shell do me wrong
Do me wrong
Background: look yeah, but dont touch
Just do what I say
Dont, shell do me wrong
song performed by by Santana
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I Wish I Were a Flower
Oh I wish I were a flower
A most beautiful flower
This is my dream
With the gentle breeze
In the springtime I will
Hop out of my earthen bed
Listen to the sweet
Chirping of the blue jays
Singing me love songs
Standing tall waiting
For kisses from Heaven
To rain down on me
When you come by
I will smile
Knowing someday-
I will brighten your home
With the sun
Stored in my petals
Later with the warmth
Of the golden sunshine
I will open my petals wide
Waiting for my love-
The honey bee
To come and savour me
For how much blessed
Could I ever be than
To be a beautiful flower
A most beautiful flower
For your enjoyment
For your pleasure
poem by Rachel Nichols
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The Heathrose
ONCE a boy a Rosebud spied,
Heathrose fair and tender,
All array'd in youthful pride,--
Quickly to the spot he hied,
Ravished by her splendour.
Rosebud, rosebud, rosebud red,
Heathrose fair and tender!
Said the boy, "I'll now pick thee,
Heathrose fair and tender!"
Said the rosebud, "I'll prick thee,
So that thou'lt remember me,
Ne'er will I surrender!"
Rosebud, rosebud, rosebud red,
Heathrose fair and tender!
Now the cruel boy must pick
Heathrose fair and tender;
Rosebud did her best to prick,--
Vain 'twas 'gainst her fate to kick--
She must needs surrender.
Rosebud, rosebud, rosebud red,
Heathrose fair and tender!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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You'll Accompany Me
Words and music by bob seger
A gypsy wind is blowing warm tonight
The sky is starlit and the time is right
And still you're tellin' me you have to go
Before you leave there's something you should know
Yeah something you should know babe
I've seen you smiling in the summer sun
I've seen your long hair flying when you run
I've rnade my mind up that it's meant to be
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Out where the rivers meet the sounding sea
You're high above me now, you're wild and free ah but
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Some people say that love's a losin' game
You start with fire but you lose the flame
The ashes smolder but the warmth's soon gone
You end up cold and lonely on your own
I'll take my chances babe i'ii risk it all
I'll win your love or i'ii take the fall
I've made my mind up girl it's meant to be
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
It's written down some where, it's got to be
You're high above me flyin' wild and free
Oh but someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Out where the rivers meet the sounding sea
I feel it in my soul, it's meant to be
Oh someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Somedaylady you'll accomp'ny me
song performed by by Bob Seger
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You'll Accomp'ny Me
A gypsey wind is blowin warm tonight
the sky is starlit and the time is right
and still your tellin me you have to go
before you leave there's somethin you should know
yeah
something you should know babe
I've seen you smilin in the summer sun
I've seen your long hair flyin when you run
i've made my mind up that its meant to be
someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
someday lady you'll acomp'ny me
out where rivers meet the soundin sea
your high above now your wild and free
oh but someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
someday lady you'll accomp'ny me yeah
ohh
Some people say that love's a losin game
you start with fire but you lose the flame.
the ashes smolder but the warmths soon gone
you end cold and loneley own your own
Ill take my chances babe i'll risk it all
i'll win your love or i'll take the fall
ive made my mind up girl its meant to be,
someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
someday lady you'll acomp'ny me
it's written down somewhere its got to be
your high above flyin wild and free
oh but someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
someday lady you'll accomp'ny me yeah
someday lady you'll acomp'ny me
out where rivers meet the soundin sea
i feel it in my soul its meat to be
oh someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
someday lady you'll accomp'ny me yeah
you will acompany me
ohh
yeah
i know yuu will a-comp'ny me yeah
ahh
somday lady
ohh
somday lady
your gonna comp'ny me
your gonna walk with me and talk with me
yeah
ohh gonna comp'ny me
gonna comp'ny me yeah
someday
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Open For A Moment, Even Just For A Moment
open your hands you may soon close them
like the child playing his fingers to the moon.
open your mind you have nothing to lose
there is everything to gain even for a moment
i have seen how the flowers open their petals
during the rain and how some petals even fall
to the ground and get crushed and muddy but
oh, i have seen how meaningful it was, how
beautiful the surrender no matter how poignant.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Morning Glories (Balassi Stanza)
You open with the red sun
with small petals that run
over walls from tiny seeds
in purple-blue small cups
everywhere streaming up.
People see you as a weed
while in clusters you grow
opening from the first glow,
are very lovely indeed.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Someday
Someday, rested from hours of sleeping
Well stay safely behind what were keeping
Youll seem warmer than I had remembered you
Lying so close Ill be able to feel you breathe
I could never leave
One day, when I am able to love you
Ill come back from wherever Ive been to
Ill see you looking the same as you always have
Lovely, so lovely, Ill cling to the love you give
So Ill start to live
Someday is coming
If I believe it
Someday always brings the good life you knew ...
Ever back to you
(*) how I need you
Someday, all I can give you is someday
Someday, all I can offer is someday
Please say that youll be waiting when someday comes
Promise me this and a kiss, to keep what you are
Always close to me
Repeat (*)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Rose Garden
I watched you in your
garden,
Roses growing every-
where.
Flowers were so lovely,
Perfume filled the air.
Touching them so
gently,
Creating a bouquet,
Tieing yellow
ribbons,
So they would'nt blow
away.
As I left the garden,
On that summer day
I turned and looked
once more,
Then slowly walked
away.
I admire your lovely
garden,
So happy I would be,
If I were the rosebud,
You touched so
tenderly.
poem by Heather Burns
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when i write about beauty
i always have the
sunflower in mind
and the sun
and the soft winds from the evergreen mountains
i will add some chromatic butterflies
and a very beautiful morning
like some petals of
red roses
and i will also think of tiny round leaves
like drops of rain
showering
falling on
the spreading patches of glimpses
of grass
and then when everything beautiful is in their proper places
with matching colors
bright
and scents all pleasing to my senses and emotions
like to dance
with the wind and rays of the sun
when feelings are so tranquil like a very calm sea
on an early morning
when everything now is so lovely
there
then
will i invite you,
come, my friend!
come, my love!
i will be here
waiting for you
it will be beautiful indeed!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When I Write About Beauty
when i write about beauty
i always have the
sunflower in mind
and the sun
and the soft winds from the evergreen mountains
i will add some chromatic butterflies
and a very beautiful morning
like some petals of
red roses
and i will also think of tiny round leaves
like drops of rain
showering
falling on
the spreading patches of glimpses
of grass
and then when everything beautiful is in their proper places
with matching colors
bright
and scents all pleasing to my senses and emotions
like to dance
with the wind and rays of the sun
when feelings are so tranquil like a very calm sea
on an early morning
when everything now is so lovely
there
then
will i invite you,
come, my friend!
come, my love!
i will be here
waiting for you
it will be beautiful indeed!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Helderberg Hill (Sestina)
You are the high hill with numerous peaks,
that in summer looks magnificent and cheery,
where I have climbed up to waterfalls, to heights,
where I got a view of sun, beach and sea,
felt as if in presence of God, with tranquillity
with your moods you remind me of a lady.
Once I wandered with a young lady
on a twisting trail among your high peaks
to find some inner peace, some tranquillity
and she was quite happy and rather cheery
gazing up at the blue sky, down at the sea
from both of those dazing heights.
Climbing up to the sheer heights
was like exploring the body of a lady
as if finding a secret kind of sea
with beautiful rising pointed peaks
and the experience was quite cheery,
suddenly leaving an own tranquillity.
My privacy is invaded by her tranquillity
as from far I still do watch her heights
and although feeling rather cheery
there is danger in this lovely lady
that beacons me with her high peaks
to look upon an endless open sea.
I long to gaze out upon the sea,
to be with her in tranquillity,
to wander among her peaks,
to again explore her heights
as if to visit a dear kind old lady
but I wonder if I will find her cheery?
But I must now continually stay cheery,
keep far away from the troubled sea,
avoid all of the dangerous heights
of live to be able to find tranquillity
but still the beautiful ageless lady
is luring me continually with her peaks.
How glimmering and cheery with ice her peaks
high above the sea, do glow from their heights,
she is without tranquillity, a chilly frozen lady.
poem by Gert Strydom
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