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Yellow flowers

She has a little tan face
With yellow high lights
In her hair
Her favorite thing to do
Is dance with the music
Made by the wind
A late bloom -er
Of sort
Time for play is short
Making for her fun loving nature
The kisses she gives away
Only to the bees
Are as sweet as necter
Just like a traveling circus
Soon She will leave
On wintery days
I will miss her
My little sun flower

poem by Howard Johnson
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Let's Walk Through This Garden

Come, my beloved, let us walk through this garden
Where lots of bees enchanting with the nature
Life of bees has got the life in the heaven
And placed it on the peach and citrus tree
Let us follow the footprint of those bees
Who has walked miles over the mountain?
The mountain to draw nectar high above the cool plain
Let us go into the fields, my beloved,
For the time of those who left to harvest
Seed of love has sowed into this garden
As the spirit nourishes the grain of joy with love in burden
Let us hear the melodies of the wind touch the wings
Let's sit beside this flower and pursue their exchange of the sweetness of kisses.
Let us go into the next field, my beloved,
Let's us not fill our heart with joy of sadness
Bees are yet to shed tears for those who have already lost their heavies
Under the forced of the whispering wind
Let us tend the bloom of the earth
Let us make the flowers our happiest heaven
Let us relax after the day's toil,
And listen to the murmur of the provoke bees
Rather parting with old acquaintance.
Oh! Let us return to our dwelling, my beloved!
For the wind has caused the yellow leaves to fall;
And shroud the withering flower that whisper elegy to the bees
Come my beloved, come close to me since nature has just wearied
And bidding her enthusiasm farewell.
With quiet and content sorrow
Come close to me beloved; come too closed to me.
Let us speak glory of our heart,
For that is greater than the sorrow of the bees
Lost her heaves in the flower garden
Under the force of the merciless whispering wind.

poem by Kezang Dawa
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My Girl Is a Kiss Machine

My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet
Like a flower in the sun
Which comes here to greet

Every time she meets me
she kisses on my face
and then she guides me
back to those sunny days
when clouds were lieng
at the bottom of my feet
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet

She kisses on my cheek
kisses on my fingure tips
She kisses on my chin
kisses with her lucky lips
Every time she kisses
it gets sweeter by a bit
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet

Whenever i feel like crieng
she kisses on my eye
Makes all my sorrows none
and I can see them fly
I am always on my toes
wishing that she meets
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet

When I say I am leaving
she kisses very hard
And makes it harder for me
to leave her in the yard
Thats why I am saying
She is best thing in my kit
My girl is kiss machine
Her kiss very sweet

poem by Giram Vishal
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A Little Traveling Music, Please

On the road so long and lonely
Can't believe I'm headed home to stay
God I miss my one and only
A little traveling music please
Seems we're always seperating
Still she doesn't let me lose my way
Home is anywhere she's waiting
A little traveling music please
I may forget how much I care
But once I've left her laughter
Two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
This time I'll stay home forever
Hold her close and turn the world away
Even if it's not forever
It it'll keep me from unraveling
A little traveling music please
Two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
This time I'll stay home forever
Hold her close and turn the world away
Even if it's not forever
She's going to keep me from unraveling
A little traveling music please
A little traveling music please

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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A Little Travelling Music, Please

On the road so long and lonely
can't believe I'm headed home to stay
God I miss my one and only
a little traveling music please
seems we're always seperating
still she doesn't let me lose my way
home is anywhere she's waiting
a little traveling music please
I may forget how much I care
but once I've left her laughter
two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
this time I'll stay home forever
hold her close and turn the world away
even if it's not forever
it it'll keep me from unraveling
a little traveling music please
two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
this time I'll stay home forever
hold her close and turn the world away
even if it's not forever
she's going to keep me from unraveling
a little traveling music please
a little traveling music please

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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My Lost

A flower that grew so high,
The brightest colour of a favoured bride,
Walking on marbles, the ceiling is sky,
Spreading its petals with a magnificient pride,
always dancing in th caressing winds,
Whistles to the blessedness of the day,
A special specie of its own kind,
like a stream that approaches May,
Sweet necter, my heart excruciatingly longs,
Even bees perch with love so dear,
While other circles overhead with known songs,
Flower that seemed to stick to its stalk forever,
However, clouds wept upon your dusk.
Before night fall, the flower fell.
Deep darkness, My regrets dearly tell.

poem by Olabode Joseph Oluwatayo
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Let It All Be Music

Music is a mirror
Near around my soul
Music is the spirit
Come on let it roll
Music is my nature
People have you heard
Music is my future
Music is the world
Let it all be music
People sing a song
Let it all be music
Let us sing it on and on and on and on
Lets play the music
My kind of music
Lets play the music
Play it on
Lets play the music
My kind of music
Lets play the music
Play it on and on and on
Music isnt somewhere
Music turns you right
Music is a fever
Leads you day and night
Music is like heaven
Where you wanna be
Music is religion
Music sets you free
Let it all be music
People sing a song
Let it all be music
Let us sing it on and on and on and on
Lets play the music
My kind of music
Lets play the music
Play it on
Lets play the music
My kind of music
Lets play the music
Play it on and on and on
Music is tomorrow
Music is today
Music is forever
Music is the way
Music is for women
Music is for men
Music is for children
Sing it all again
Let it all be music
People sing a song
Let it all be music
Let us sing it on and on and on and on
Lets play the music
My kind of music
Lets play the music
Play it on
Lets play the music
My kind of music
Lets play the music
Play it on and on and on
I can feel it, in my soul
I can feel it, in my heart
Sweet sweet sweet music
Music
Sweet sweet sweet music
Sweet music
Play it on
Play it on
My my my my my kind of music
Play it
Play the music
My my my my my kind of music
Play it
I said play it
On and on and on and on
Music

song performed by by Boney M.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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One Bloom

The tiny flower raised up its face to me,
and seemed to say, oh, how I do agree,
that in fact its such a delightful day,
with my friends around me in full array.
We brighten all the green hedgerows cut neat,
and ask, ‘please do watch where you put your feet’.

The tiny flower danced in the cooling breeze,
and down I knelt beside it, on my knees,
seeing such sweet beauty there in its face,
gracing this warm, sunny and pleasant place.
Smiling at the ever changing weather,
the cold wind, sun, rain and snow together.

The tiny flower actually made me think,
how such a dainty thing, blushing so pink,
could lift my spirit, wonderfully high,
when here I am, simply passing it by.
And yet it had caused me to stop and stare,
at this one bloom so extraordinaire.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Cut Here

So we meet again!" and I offer my hand
All dry and English slow
And you look at me and I understand
yeah its the look I used to know
"Three long years... and your favorite man...
Is that anyway to say hello?"
And you hold me...
Like youll never let me go
"Oh cmon and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while... "
"Oh I wish I could... and I will!
But now I just dont have the time... "
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye...
I still see that look in your eyes...
So dizzy Mr. Busy too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute - Sometime soon - Maybe next time - Make it June
Until laterDoesnt always come
It so hard to think "It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance"
Because its hard to think
"Ill never get another chance to hold you...
To hold you... "
But chilly Mr. Dilly- too much rush To talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second - Just Hang On - All in good time - Wont be long
Until later...
I shouldve stop to think - I should've made the time
I couldve had that drink - I couldve talked a while
I wouldve done it right - I wouldve moved us on
But I didnt - now it's all too late its over... over...
And you're gone...
I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you so much
But how many times can I walk away
and wish "if only... "
How many times can I talk this way
and wish "if only... "
Keep on making the same mistake
keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "if only... "
But "if only... "
Is a wish too late

song performed by by Cure
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My! My! Honeycomb

(ronnie scott/ steve wolfe)
Producers for bonnie: ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Recorded in 1975, this was bonnies first ever recording! lyrics taken from careful listening.
Here I am in the city
With a picture of you in my head
I remember that night
The words you said
You told me I was pretty
With the moon shining down on my hair
Im hung up on you now
But youre not there
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, the birds have flown
Wild, wild honeycomb, leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, I should have known
Sweet, sweet honeycomb, leave my honey alone
Wrote you so many letters
I was hoping youd answer with flowers
Then I sat by myself
To watch the hours
But you didnt come boy
Not a word, not a call, not a thing
Dont you know how it hurts me
When you sting
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, the birds have flown
Wild, wild honeycomb, leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, I should have known
Sweet, sweet honeycomb, leave my honey alone
Leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, the birds have flown
Wild, wild honeycomb, leave my honey alone
My! my! honeycomb
The bees are buzzing, I should have known
Sweet, sweet honeycomb, leave my honey alone

song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Flower to Flower

I came across one flower
While walking in a garden
It saw me and gave a smile
I too smiled and walked
Each day in garden I smiled

One day I gazed at flower
At its plant and roots closely
I observed its dance in wind
And its dance made me sing
It made me smile all my time

Everyday I went to flower
Smiled with it and came back
My days went like seconds
Nights passed like years
Flower made me its lover

So I wrote songs on its dance
On its lovely beautiful smile
All about its charming beauty
And my state of dying slowly
In which I am smiling daily

One day I saw flower singing
In the garden while jogging
Song reveled its moving off
From my garden to a house
Of loved one from its past

I smiled on all my songs
While writing a new song
Its song of flower to flower
Which I gave to my flower
When departing from my lover

poem by Kranthi Pothineni
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Play In The Sunshine

Oooh doggies!
We wanna play in the sunshine
We wanna be free
Without the help of a margarita or exstacy
We wanna kick like we used 2
Sign up on the dotted line
We gonna dance every dance
Like its gonna be the last time
We got 2 play in the sunshine
Turn all the lights up 2 10
I want 2 meet u (meet u), kiss u (kiss u),
Love u (love u), and miss u (miss u)
Do it all over again, do it all over again
We gonna play in the sunshine
Were gonna get over
Im feelin kind of lucky 2 night
Im gonna find my 4-leaf clover
Before my life is done
Some way, some how, Im gonna have fun
Play in the sunshine
We gonna love all our enemies
Till the gorilla falls off the wall
Were gonna rock him
Were gonna roll him
Were gonna teach him that love will make him tall (somehow)
Aah, pop goes the music
When the big white rabbit begin 2 talk
And the color green will make your best friends leave ya
It will make them do the walk
But thats cool
Cuz one day, everyday will be a yellow day
And lets play
We gonna play in the sunshine
Were gonna get over
Im feelin kind of lucky 2 night
Im gonna find my 4-leaf clover
Before my life is done
Some way, some how, Im gonna have fun
Play, play, play, play, play, play, play
We gonna play in the sunshine
Were gonna get over
Im feelin kind of lucky 2 night
Im gonna find my 4-leaf clover
Before my life is done
Some way, some how, Im gonna have fun
(play), (play),
(play) no, (play) no, (play) no
(come on, play) no!, (play) no!, (playplayplay) yes!
Drummer, do your thang
Drummer, drummer, do your thang
Drummer, drummer, drummer
Can I get some of that?
Lets get out of here (yeah)
(lalalalalalala play, laugh in the sunshine)
Were not afraid 2 (play, laugh in the sunshine)
We are going 2
(play, laugh in the sunshine)
(play, laugh in the sunshine)
La la la

song performed by by Prince
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Lone Yellow Flower Waves In The Open Fields

lone yellow flower
waves in the open fields
bowing according to the tune
among the sea of green;
lone yellow flower has no one to blame
and it seeks none to praise
for it knows all life comes in
when the conditions are right;
lone yellow flower knows
death comes in like the wind;
lone yellow flower
is never alone
for it is a part of the expression
of the earth and time and the universe;
lone yellow flower sees what is before and around
lone yellow flower observes what is within and about
and so lone yellow flower lives with no delusions
no beliefs of heaven and hell
fears none and does not live or die
to please or amuse or appease;
and lone yellow flower
blossoms and shines
and shrivels and ceases
in harmony
with what actually is;
lone yellow flower
waves in the open fields
bowing according to the tune
among the sea of green

poem by Raj Arumugam
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Wilted Flower

I can't forget a face
The face which made my flower grow
Blooming without the need of rain
Or the warm light of the sun

I can't forget those spoken words to me
Words I tried to ignore
Making my flower react to the way I do
With me, I was shedding tears, my flower, falling apart

I can't erase the words from my mind
My tears pour more, making it hard to breathe
The flower you gave me is withering slowly
Not long from now, it will wilt and never bloom again

poem by Sarah Bruun
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Angel Kisses

I don’t know what an angel looks like
I don’t even know if they have wings
But I know when I need a reminder
Something wraps around me and sings
It’s the wind in the trees
Makes me pause for a moment
And it’s singing to me
Invisible hand brushing my cheek

Angel kisses to remind me
Everything is okay
Angel kisses and suddenly
I remember what I’m here for today
It’s my chance to love you through this
Daily dance and pass along to you
Some angel kisses

When I think about all I have to do
It’s hard to even know where to start
A day late and a dollar behind
But I try to play my music with heart
It’s the language of the birds in the trees
Floats me up for a moment
And it’s singing to me
Grabs my heart, takes my hand, close my eyes, I feel the..

I wish I could keep those
Gentle reminders
How do you stay peaceful?
Let me be kinder

poem by Patricia Genetos
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Let It Be.

She always had that, Let It Be, album
On the turntable, with him, the latest uncle,
Sitting beside her on the couch or in her bed,
Smoking, making out, and you were told to go
Outside and play and leave her be, and so
You’d go out and play or find some mischief
To do with Hawksmith, who always seemed
To know how you felt, what made you tick,
And he’d say, let’s go up to Grundle’s barn,
Let’s go make out in the hay, and he’d laugh,
And so you’d go to the barn or down by Mullen’s
Pond and watch him fish. She always played
That darn Let It Be album when she was high,
Had it up loud, the music blaring out over
The yard, and she and him, laughing and cursing,
And when you used to creep back to the house
Late at night the lights were on and you’d hear
The Beatles’ album going round and round on
The turntable without reason or any sound.

poem by Terry Collett
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You Can Make Me Dance, Sing Or Anything

(rod stewart, ron wood, kenny jones, tetsu yamauchi, ian mclagan)
Hey baby, I wanna say somethin to ya, listen
Sometimes when I get out of my head
And I say all the wrong things
Sometimes I know I stay out late at night
And I get back fighting, hey babe
Somehow all my plans
Keep slippin through my hands
And I end up crying, but listen
I can be a millionaire
Honey when youre standing there
Youre so exciting
You can make me dance, you can make me sing,
You can make me do just any old thing, and I love it
Sometimes I wanna get up so early
And get away from here girl
Summers gone, and before long
North winds blow, that bring the snow
Ill keep us warm girl
My schemes it seems, are merely dreams
Fading with each morning, hey babe
But this old heart of mine
Is far too proud not to keep on tryin
You can make me dance, you can make me sing,
You can make me do just any old thing, yeah baby
Ah yeah
So little bird dont fly away
Want you here every day
Dont ever leave me
Id rather lose both my eyes
Than never see your smiling face again girl
You can make me dance, you can make me sing,
You can make me do just any old thing
You can make me dance, you can make me sing,
You can make me do just any old thing
Hey babe
Keep on loving me babe, yeah
Keep on loving me babe
Just keep on loving me babe
Just keep on loving me babe
Just keep on loving, ooh babe
Just keep on loving me darling
Just keep on loving me darling
Just keep on loving me darling, darling, darling, darling
Ha ha
Woww, alright
Hey baby
Oh darling
Keep on loving me darling
Just keep on loving me darling
Just keep on loving me darling
Just keep on loving me darling

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Doongalla

From recent rains the woodland path was greasy up along the wooded hill
And the freshening winds of mid afternoon blew with a wintery chill
And in Doongalla east of Melbourne the white cockies did call
In that quiet old mountain woodland where the stringybarks stand tall.

When I last was in Doongalla six or seven years ago
Across the wooded hillside the wintery winds did blow
And the currawongs were calling as through the woodland they did fly
And from memory I remember that too was in July.

The laugh like calls of the kookaburra in Doongalla's woodland ring
And around his invisible borders the grey shrike thrush whistle and sing
And the pleasant fluting of the beautiful crimson rosellas sweet music to the ear
In the woodlands east of Melbourne them one can see and hear

The chilly winds of the high country blow across the wintery sky
And the yellow robin is chirping on the sixth day of July
And the majestic stringybark gums touch the low lying clouds 'twould seem
In Doongalla by the Basin where Mother Nature reign supreme.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Yesterday's Flower

sunshine falls on potent flowers
like the nectar of youth's love
' blooms in emerald green ', held captive rose buds

dance to the music of the wind
life at first soft and sweet subtle
a whisper behind the floral scene

we're short lived as the fragrance arose
for the intoxication of seasons past
the celebration of flower's spring
worn thin life's very stem

dew drops hang so sparkling clear
and the musk of a honeysuckle nights
caress the moment and kiss good-by
youth the bloom of a new flower
now spent and broken
and the Fall winds weep!

' We are like a lovely flower, fragrant and firm until
the season of our lives take the lively parts slowly.'
For death waits for no one!

poem by Myrtle Thomas
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My little prince

Your hair as gold as the wave in the fields of wheat
Your eyes as pure as the spring in a desert
But your smile disappeared since that moonless night

You told me little by little of the story in your planet
Through your fingering dance on my black and white pet
While you sing a song with the lyric sad a bit

You talk very slow and your words very short
But the melody you play sounds like whirlpools and rapids making the string of my heart flutter

You don’t let go every tiny error or out
Until you are satisfied with your voice lost

Every time you come late
But you leave so hurry like wind without your footstep resonate

Can I tell you yesterday and tomorrow are more like a dream
Any pain and maze are just too small to count for today’s joy and gleam
Life is full of ups and downs but the happiness and fulfillment will certainly come
As my little prince you are so much a talent

poem by Jane Cai
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Wild Daisies

They are Nature's natural survivors though they seem so dainty and small
And they bloom in all Seasons and weather In Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall
With yellow hearts and snow white petals the wildflowers everybody does know
Even on the coldest days of Winter they bloom in the shade by hedgerow
Wild daisies distinct from all others the flowers everyone recognize
They close their petals to the night air and open their hearts to the sunrise
Even in the coldest days of Winter the wildflowers one often does see
So dainty looking yet so hardy they always do look disease free
When I was young in depths of Winter they bloomed in the fields far away
The very same species of wild daisies I see in the town park today
They must have been around forever the hardiest of little wildflowers
They even bloom in the coldest of weather in the sleety and wintery showers
They are Nature's natural survivors the poets their praises do sing
They bloom in all Seasons and weather Summer, Autumn and Winter and Spring.