Accessories
See the Sun?
Is it bright?
Is it hot?
Congratulations.
On that we both can agree.
Now...
That object,
We call the Moon.
Mystery clouds its existence.
And it is responsble with the Sun,
For producing incredible things...
Right here on Earth.
I aint kiddin'.
And you know what?
This little ball is spinning.
And all of this is speeding,
Miraculously through the Universe.
'Lies! '
Now...
Take a look at me!
Let's compare notes.
Show me anything you see,
I have that you don't.
Without mentioning the hair,
Color of eyes or skin.
I regard those as accessories.
You know...
Like preferences I've chosen.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Skin Melvin
your skin melvin you must accept can never be
the color of the clouds
the sun
the moon and the stars
but do not be dismayed
your color is
the earth where all the
other poets
of this universe
write
breathe
and thrive
it is my color too
neither is there
a shying for shame
nor a need for pride
i am just comfortable
by just being
myself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Havin A Ball
Written by james young, john curulewski
Lead vocals by james young
Yeah
Now tell me girl
Wont you tell me true
Help me get this out of my head
Now fenny thinks that there aint no stoppin
Until you got me flat on my back
You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what Im thinking
Were just havin a ball
Now theres things that I agree with
And things that I really dont
If you think Im free to try something crazy
There aint nothing round that I wont
You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what Im thinking
Were just havin a ball
Yeah
Just havin a ball
Just havin a ball
Just havin a ball
Just havin a ball
Now if you want to spend some time with me
If youve got some time to kill
Tell more or else Ill leave this place
Know a couple of a ladies that will
You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what Im thinking
Were just havin a ball
You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what Im thinking
Were just havin a ball
Yeah
Just havin a ball
Just havin a ball
Just havin a ball
Just havin a ball
You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what Im thinking
Were just havin a ball
You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what Im thinking
Were just havin a ball
You know my number
Just give me a call
You know what Im thinking
Were just havin a ball
song performed by by Styx
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Earthworm In An Hourglass
Don’t call me the seductive Sun,
That stretches out to burn every flower chosen,
Burning itself out, before darkness spreads her hair,
All its charms it has spun.
Don’t call me the stealthily staking Moon,
With her clouded memory reigns bright solitary,
In lunar milky glow her blemishes show,
Her imperfections enhance her beauty.
Don’t call me that denounced outcaste Star,
Seeking her beau, like a flash of forgotten dew,
Under the aegis of what gods from a universe afar
She diligently tries to reach out to you.
Don’t compare me to the passing spring,
That throws fleeting banquets on the run,
Lightning & thunder, to the rhythms of nature play encore,
Blossoms & butterflies in ruby panic of fleeting time cohere.
Don’t compare me to the wet rains,
When you come & go with each wistful moan,
What sobbing skies have the storms dreamed?
To rejuvenate the earth with desire of man.
Don’t compare me to the shady mists of pale autumn,
Falling leaves hailing hymns, frowning long night’s measure,
Bees grin of promises of spring unkept in wet kisses
Vista throws convulsions of color & flavor.
Don’t compare me to cuddly winter’s enduring grace,
Where every breath clouds up in weather so foul,
Strength of trees are tested, yet stripped they shall stand witness,
As I trudge to arrive at your call.
Don’t get down on your knees-
To call me your Sun, Moon & Star,
Like them we have war whooped Time & are not changed by it,
Though always looked up to, yet their distances are kept, on ground never their hushed foot fall,
Counting their sand grains, the hourglass has given up, a feeling to worship is born, .
In an anguish with no pause, they patiently await to rejoin their own..
Don’t compare me-
To the varied seasons-that are not so sweet to me,
They ceaselessly count the receding hours in the hourglass & don’t let me be.
Instead call me the EARTHWORM toiling in the dark calling your name,
An enduring truth binding us together, for a preordained journey down below,
When the thin sand doubts, I give my life’s hourglass a little shake,
Giving me wobbly knees, out the endearments like crystal stardust, flow,
Leaving the EARTHWORM with more sand at the top of the hourglass than at the bottom
And my time shall never run out! ! ! ! .
poem by Seema joglekar
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Object
You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object
song performed by by Cure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Congratulations
Congratulations for breaking my heart
Congratulations for tearing it all apart
Congratulations you finally did succeed
Congratulations for leaving me in need
This morning I looked out my window and found
A bluebird singing but there was no one around
At night I lay alone in my bed
With an image of you goin around in my head
Congratulations for bringing me down
Congratulations now Im sorrow bound
Congratulations you got a good deal
Congratulations how good you must feel
I guess that I must have loved you more than I ever knew
My would is empty now cause it dont have you
And if I had just one more chance to wind your heart again
I would do things differently but whats the use to pretend
Congratulations for making me wait
Congratulations now its too late
Congratulations you came out on top
Congratulations you never did know when to stop
Congratulations
song performed by by George Harrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Congratulations
Traveling wilburys
Congratulations for breaking my heart
Congratulations for tearing it all apart
Congratulations you finally did succeed
Congratulations for leaving me in need
This morning I looked out my window and found
A bluebird singing but there was no one around
At night I lay alone in my bed
With an image of you goin around in my head
Congratulations for bringing me down
Congratulations now Im sorrow bound
Congratulations you got a good deal
Congratulations how good you must feel
I guess that I must have loved you more than I ever knew
My would is empty now cause it dont have you
And if I had just one more chance to wind your heart again
I would do things differently but whats the use to pretend
Congratulations for making me wait
Congratulations now its too late
Congratulations you came out on top
Congratulations you never did know when to stop
Congratulations
song performed by by Roy Orbison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Help Me Cause Im Falling
1) what would you say if I called your name
Sailing in space spinning in clouds far above the ground
Searching the sky its a mystery
Passing through colors, colors and light
And the world it welcomes me in with arms and eyes
Chorus -
Help me cause Im falling
And Im feeling like Im never gonna hit the ground
2) dream lit sky flows into the night
Clouds rush through, through my mind and the world is spinning in time
What would you say if we felt the sky
Flow through our hair and the clouds float by
Dreamers sifting their souls through heavens eyes
Chorus
song performed by by Zuba
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Affirmative Action
I am not upset,
Because they seem to apply quotas...
To my existence.
But the monthly statistics,
And the cameramen in the backyard...
Filming my every move,
Can be overwhelming.
It's not that I am against affirmative action.
It is the way it is done,
That has me believing I 'am' different than everyone.
And watched too closely!
On a daily basis.
And used to remind them of their superiority.
They claim they don't know enough about me.
I guess they are referring to my skin color.
And how that affords me all of the attention I get!
As if that has anything to do with me being so loved?
Envy has a way of producing conflict.
One thing is for sure...
I am not rolling my eyes at the people on beach,
Who already have my skin color.
Nor am I trying to get darker...
To look good or more healthy!
They've been trying to re-create that,
In their laboratories.
Sick are those demented,
Who weave these insecurities...
Sick are those who expose their wickedness,
And sit back to enjoy those of color bleed!
And sick becomes a greatness believed...
That sinks in obscurity!
Left crazed to defend...
An offensiveness felt,
That angers one of a different colored skin!
Or lack thereof.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet- The Mystery Of God And Creation
What mystery shrouds the creation of God?
How mysterious is the Almighty One?
Did man evolve or was he made by Lord?
How can man call as God the Moon or Sun?
What harmony pervades the Universe?
What destiny awaits man on this earth?
Are sufferings, the Almighty One's curse?
Why God has made men of unequal girth?
How long ago, the Universe exists?
Why did God make one earth and many stars?
Despite their weakness, how men show their fists?
When Nature destroys, so does man- made wars.
And yet, God proves His love for human race;
And when man sins, God shows His angry face!
poem by John Celes
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In Need of Love
Maybe I have to tell you,
My eyes are brown.
My nose is wide.
And my hair is kinky too.
Maybe I just don't show,
My feelings deep.
Or those things inside of me,
You will never know.
And no!
It is not okay you walk away.
In belief I am just an object.
There!
But too invisible to see.
And no!
It is not okay my feelings are ignored.
As if I should not have them.
And you have more.
Maybe I have to tell you,
My eyes are brown.
Skin black as viewed
With a wide nose and kinky hair too.
Although you may walk away,
Believing to dismiss me is okay.
As if I am an object invisible to see.
And not in need of love.
But I am!
And I suspect...
You have no idea what love means.
If it is not drenched in peroxide.
Or has contacts in blue.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ebony Princess
Her hair was as black as the calm of the night
And was as black and as dark as I could see
Her body slowly moved like a bird in flight
I saw her, and I was overwhelmed by her beauty.
Her eyes they shined like a full moon glistened
And her smile was that of a new day sun
My soul before her was locked away in prison
And releasing that key, it had already begun.
Her skin was as soft as the finest silk
And her lips they tempted me with their mystery
Her teeth they sparkled and was white as milk
And her skin, was the color of ebony.
I looked at her and then my look became a stare
She became my muse and also my destiny
Her skin was dark and black was her hair
Then she whispered in my ear, "Don't forget me".
"Don't Forget me", she whispered those words to me
And like a raven with secrets she went away
With her skin so soft and the color of ebony
I pray again that we would meet again one day.
Her name forever is locked inside of my heart
And it will be lost, until to God her name I will confess
Until then if any man asks me who was the beauty of my art
My answer will be, my sweet and beautiful ebony princess.
RANDY L. McCLAVE
poem by Randy McClave
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Fairy & fairyland
Fairy & fairyland
There is a fairyland across the clouds & atmosphere.
It may situate at any planet.
Fairies having curling hair, beautiful eyes, charming color
& two wings on her body lives there.
No body knows their arrival & departure on earth.
Suddenly they come on earth in bright moon light.
They play with color full flowers & butterflies.
Garden, bank of river & lakes, ridges in mountains is their playground.
They dance in-group there.
Demon & ghosts are unholy powers are dangerous for them.
They are always afraid of them.
Stories of fairy & fairyland are subject to attraction in children even now a day.
Such stories are popular & going on in society side by side in spite of controversies.
poem by Vijay Gupta
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Many Do Have Their Doubts About This
Yes...
Many do have their doubts about this.
But we are that 'energy' on Earth,
Reflecting image.
An energy that reflects,
From the Sun...
As it is given.
And how this is done,
Adds to the mystery of 'IT'.
What and 'Who' we refer to as being God...
Is more than just an image.
We are 'cells' within a Mind,
So magnificent...
This 'Greatness' has chosen,
To keep our own minds blind.
Yes...
Many do have their doubts about this.
But we are that 'energy' on Earth,
Reflecting image.
An energy that reflects,
From the Sun...
As it is given.
And how this is done,
Adds to the mystery of 'IT'.
Like fruit picked from a tree.
Or from a vine to peel.
Under the skin...
That's where the deliciousness,
Carried within us is revealed.
And the trees support us with air to breathe.
We take for granted,
The ease presented by this complexity.
Yes...
Many do have their doubts about this.
But we are that 'energy' on Earth,
Reflecting image.
An energy that reflects,
From the Sun...
As it is given.
And how this is done,
Adds to the mystery of 'IT'.
And 'something' tells me very soon...
We are going to learn much more,
About our existence!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She's A Mystery
She won't let me buy her jewellery
She don't want things that she can keep
She wears wild flowers in her hair
And throws them to the sea
She's the beginning and the end of me
Chorus:
She's a mystery
My most beautiful regret
I will never understand her
She's a mystery
The only promise I can keep
Even in my dreams she ruins me
I still don't know what to call her
She says that words don't mean a thing
she changes her name every day
And lies all the time
I feel lucky to call her mine
Chorus
She's anything in the world
That you cannot explain
But when she throws me a smile
It's fire in the rain
Chorus:
She's a mystery
My most beautiful regret
Cause she's a mystery
The only promise I can keep
Even in my dreams she ruins me
She's a mystery
There's no defence
It's innocence
But she won't let you see
Cause she's a mystery
song performed by by Bon Jovi from Crush
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Curriculum
Bright sunny skies,
Shine high.
With clouds minimized!
And I know why,
Your eyes...
Are clear,
And particular!
On a flight like a kite.
Excited by height.
And delighted your life,
Has a new insight.
And I,
Enjoy this ride you find...
Particular!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
Those bright sunny skies,
Shine high.
With clouds minimized!
And I know why,
Your eyes...
Are clear,
And particular!
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Color of Our Skin
The color of our skin
Need not have shades of prejuduce
A tinge of biased thoughts therein
And hues of endless racial malice.
The color of our skin
Does not show our state of heart -
What we are, or where we've been,
Or the love we have there to impart.
The color of our skin
Does not show in our poetry
We write the human side we're in
And show the canvas of diversity.
We're thankful for these colors
And hope that people come to know
Whatever reasons our poems are for,
We are all colors of the rainbow.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A Dark Moon Mystery!
Moon everybody knows since time immemorial to man
But dark Moon nobody knows yet since landing there
Some 40 years ago by first man Neil Armstrong of USA!
Stories, poems and scientific facts of bright Moon all know
But nothing of stories, scientific photos of dark Moon yet!
Have the known Aliens and UFOs come from dark Moon?
Bright Moon facing Earth revolves round waxing and waning
But the other side always dark Moon is a great mystery ever!
When mystery of dark Moon will be known time only knows!
Mystery of Moon provoked man to send rockets to explore
The land of Moon for life, raw materials and Space exploration;
Since landing on Moon in 1969 no efforts are made to know full!
Scientific exploration and inventions are very expensive for man
But poetic exploration and expression of Moon is economical fun!
poem by Ramesh T A
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There Was A Time
There was a time when the wide world
seemed immense, when every tree
was gigantic, streams were like rivers
with something celestial
that touching my eyesight
when I was but a child
but now as a man
it’s with different eyes that I look
and although things have taken
their normal size
there are still things that are sublime
that I at times comprehend.
The rainbow with its bright colours
that arc above the earth,
has a kind of magic
which science explains,
but still there’s a kind of mystery
that nothing can really measure.
The rising sun that paints the sky
and clouds in its loveliness,
even the moon and stars
have an own influence
on feelings, on well being
as if in their presence they can bless.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Cave Men
still at the cave of existence
we plod on with our breaths
our intelligence
we call the cavemen names
the peking man, the perak man
what would the world label us
say in the same number of years
between us and the peking man?
man in the cave of universe
hogging on to a physique they
could not even get to really own?
disceptions at every end of the hair
burning the fire of disappointments?
what would you call them? Us?
the Trapped men, may be?
trapped in the cave of their own existence
- this physique that can be refashioned
to carry nothing but us
i fancy living without the bothersome
constituent and time has the technology to
help us make the switch
fancy us greeting each other
turning round and round in space
as we transfer our nature into
the sun, moon, earth and everything
that springs from it
spiralling men
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Deep crisis
Sun was beaming at very long height
Rays were as usual penetrating and bright
Could not stare it for longer than a moment
It had darkest patches ever for nothing to comment
Full energy source for whole living being
Only celestial body recognized as powerful king
Universe may freeze if stops for a while
I was amused at dark patches meanwhile
Does the powerful too has to suffer/
How many obstacles in between to serve as buffer?
Not at mercy of anybody and everything to offer
Still I saw helplessness to come under scanner
I found it really coinciding with my status
I had everything which can be considered as plus
Still feeling discontentment as point minus
May be I was plugged with some disease as virus
Moon too shined at distance with beautiful face
No rival or adversary in whole sky for race
It disillusioned me when I found some patches
Why moon so deficient even with so many riches?
I continue to regard this phenomenon as promises broken
Beautiful words please when they are mildly spoken
Who would love to be down with natural disfavor?
When gifted with shining beauty in strong armor
Every object has its inherent ups and down
We should be at best all the times but should not frown
Sun may show real anger with his surroundings brown
Moon too may show displeasure with silver crown
Still they carry on with what ever they have
Rise and set with responsibility and behave
They never deviate from their destined axis
We change the position when face the crisis
We often change our attitude and color
We never think positively against or for
Every object has its inherent weakness
It is how we observe and witness
One always tends to think endlessly in this regard
Keeps position intact and moves little forward
It keeps him in dilemma for unknown reason
Nothing can prevent him from acting as person
Time may come when one has to act as responsible
Situation may not be favorable but reversible
It may boom range and come on you at any time
He or she need not to resort to any other method or crime
You can’t be perfect in all the respects and function
Heavenly bodies may have their sometimes malfunction
We, as human beings, may err and feel bad about shortcomings
Its is reality and fact that we are bound to come out of innings
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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