After Me Flood
I must live my life for
Now I am there.
I shall eat my fruit full
Next the seed will be crushed.
I shall fly my kite high
Next the sky will be erased.
I do not know who will live next for
After me it will be a flood.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Life I Live
The life I live
Is so real
The life I live
Seems like a big deal
The life I live
Is full of pain
Form the cradle
To the grave
The life I live
Is full of sorrow
And will always be seeking
A better tomorrow
The life I live
Waiting for to be great
Will get better
On a latter date
The life I have
Was given to me
The life I live
Is as true as can be
poem by Destiny Avaritia
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Live
Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
song performed by by Zug Izland
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Kite Fight
Kite to kite
Fly the sky...
Suddenly
Kite to kite
Fight the sky...
One kite cut
Another kite...
with out nife...
One kite flying
Another kite...
Pass away to fly...
Not for kite
Life also same...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Kites
Kits are
Fly with
The sky...
Air was very help full...
Kite fly to fly
Another kite to fight...
Fight move the thread...
One kite cut the fight...
Another kite...
One kite loss life with fly...
Another kite fly to fly...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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I have a kite
a kite fly too high, is but a dream to see
see it with me, fly it to see, feel it
with me, all are just the way to
be with me
a kite flies, lies a tie that flies
a wonderful kite, soar high above to
the sky so high, surfing to the heaven
it see
a kite that brings, the thing to be,
brings it with me
a day that i know, where it go, hold
me so dearly, and leave with me
for that kite that fly is me....
poem by Antonio Liao
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High As A Kite
I'm high high high as a kite
I'm high high high as a kite
And I just might try and do it tonight
But only when the time is right
I'm low low low as you go
I'm low though I've been here before
If I go any lower you know
I'm gonna tell you that the time is right
I thought today the grey would all go away
That the blue was there so roses were red
But instead the red has gone to his bed
Oh no
I'm high high high as a kite
I'm high high high as a kite
And I just might try and do it tonight
But only when the time is right
Yeah I just might try and do it tonight
But only when the time is right
song performed by by Travis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To Think High is To Live High
Live a life king size
As you’ll live only once.
Live high; think high.
To live low and think high
Has been outdated, the youth!
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How Do You Expect This Kite To Fly In The Wind?
my friend, how do you expect this kite to fly in the wind
its long tail is disconnected from its body like a tree without roots
its paper is thin, its skeletons too soft to stand against the wind
how do you expect to live in freedom,
on uncut navels, on shallow disappointments, on shaky guts,
my friend, to live in freedom
like the kite, we too must go against the wind
the stronger winds against us are much better
much wanted
we shall then fly so high against the wind that gives us the lift
and when we gain the heights
up there, we look on all the things
so little before us
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life, Where Is life!
Life is always light
for some
Life is always fight
for some,
Life is full of light
For some
Life is without light for some,
Life is search for light,
Some live a long life,
Some live for a short,
Some live for a purpose,
some live for themselves,
Some live for others,
Some are good thinkers,
Some are fantastic,
Some live in fantasies,
Some are short sighted,
And live a life, full of fight,
Some or long sighted,
And always stumble!
Some are great by birth,
Some are great by thoughts,
Some are great by deeds,
some are really great,
and they have the vission,
They have the strength and will,
they look as a lake still,
Yet they are full of life,
They always smile
And keep worries way a mile!
some has ways open, some has to open them on own,
Some Wander where life takes,
Some take life where they want,
Some are really great
Those realise, if not there is either birth or death,
Who is there to say what is life?
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Like A Kite
'Black Hills Road',
Your love is like a kite which has taken me so far away!
'White Hills Road',
Your muse is like a kite which has taken me so far away!
For your 'ganja-tea' took me so high.
My life and my leadership came to you,
And like the clash of the ideologies around;
But i left my nightmare on the street last night.
I give thanks to your hot-milk,
But i will live up to speak out my mind;
And i am ready to learn from your ideologies as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Automation
a seed that falls to the ground
from a dead, rotten fruit
cracks its covering and
sprouts
a tight bud soon
from a stalk opens up to become
a full blooming flower
with petals proud and
dignified
and so must you girl
be the seed and the bud
and be the full flower that you can be
in full automation
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Flying High
My oh my!
What a gorgeous day to fly
Let's release that puffer kite
High in the crystal clear blue sky
We're running out of string
Send that kid on his bike
To the hobby shop to get more
What do you mean, what for?
Why, to fly that kite
Beyond the clouds, earth and universe
The wind is perfect today
We can do this beyond the moon and stars
oops! string broke over passing cars
Where is it now?
Where the past kite fliers now fly
My, oh my!
How high, this kite did, fly
poem by Matt Mondschein
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My Prime of Youth Is But a Frost of Cares
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares,
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,
My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
And all my good is but vain hope of gain.
The day is gone and I yet I saw no sun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
The spring is past, and yet it hath not sprung,
The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green,
My youth is gone, and yet I am but young,
I saw the world, and yet I was not seen,
My thread is cut, and yet it was not spun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
I sought my death and found it in my womb,
I look't for life and saw it was a shade,
I trode the earth and knew it was my tomb,
And now I die, and now I am but made.
The glass is full, and now the glass is run,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
poem by Chidiock Tichborne
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Live Life
live
live the life you want to live
live the way you want to live the way you want your life to be
pursue your dreams and dream the dreams that you pursue
live your life live your dreams touch and reach for all these dreams
do not think much there is no point to so much ponder and banter
live, live, live the life that gives you life
this is our main business my friend,
the living must live the life of the living
we die, we die for sure, in our own time, in His own will
ours is not to destroy this life we have
this gift
ours is to live this life, why bother about dying?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Elegy
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares,
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,
My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
And all my good is but vain hope of gain;
The day is past, and yet I saw no sun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
My tale was heard and yet it was not told,
My fruit is fallen and yet my leaves are green,
My youth is spent and yet I am not old,
I saw the world and yet I was not seen;
My thread is cut and yet it is not spun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
I sought my death and found it in my womb,
I looked for life and saw it was a shade,
I trod the earth and knew it was my tomb,
And now I die, and now I was but made:
My glass is full, and now my glass is run,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
poem by Chidiock Tichborne
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On The Eve Of His Execution
My prime of youth is but a frost of cares,
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,
My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
And all my good is but vain hope of gain;
The day is past, and yet I saw no sun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
My tale was heard and yet it was not told,
My fruit is fallen and yet my leaves are green,
My youth is spent and yet I am not old,
I saw the world and yet I was not seen;
My thread is cut and yet it is not spun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
I sought my death and found it in my womb,
I looked for life and saw it was a shade,
I trod the earth and knew it was my tomb,
And now I die, and now I was but made:
My glass is full, and now my glass is run,
And now I live, and now my life is done.
poem by Chidiock Tichborne
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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A Seed Within
what are you going to do?
he might ask
are you going to wait
are you going to wait
for the seed to take root
bloom and bear fruit
leave it to me
he might say
i will give you the fruit in a capsule
you give me your seed...why toil
he would ploy
A FRUIT IN A CAPSULE IS'NT A FRUIT AT ALL
The path too is a joy
the growth too is a joy
from the seed to the fruit
a spiritual share is a joy too
the giver and the taker share the joy
if it was a share
which gave you joy
how can you use it
as a ploy
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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I Don't Want To Live This Life
Now that you're gone i feel the painmy heart trembles i call your name
I miss your touch your soft blonde hair i keep searching for an answer
It just ain't there
And i don't want to live this life and i don't want to live this life
And i don't want to live this life anymore
Everywhere i turn, the finger points on me you'll never understand i'm in misery
'cause baby without you i have no one oh, my sweet darling what have i done
And i don't want to live this life and i don't want to live this life
And i don't want to live this life anymore
She smiled at me as i held her carefully her last words were "i love you"
Thought it ser me free and i can't forget that look on her face
It looked like an angel as she died in my prayers
And i don't want to live this life and i don't want to live this life
And i don't want to live this life anymore
song performed by by Ramones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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People Can't Enjoy What They Like
To row your boat,
It's best to know a little 'bout life.
You just can not do,
Whatever it is that you like.
And if you want to just,
Be about flying your kite...
You'll have to do it,
Either from the left or the right.
You can't rely on,
People to respect what you do.
You can't rely on,
Love for you to always be true.
You can't rely on,
Those you know to be cool with you...
Since,
People live to do what they choose.
And,
No matter what is you do,
Or don't do.
You can't rely on,
People to respect what you do.
Since,
People live to do what they choose.
To row your boat,
It's best to know a little 'bout life.
You just can not do,
Whatever it is that you like.
And if you want to just,
Be about flying your kite...
You'll have to do it,
Either from left or the right.
Since,
People live to do what they like.
And,
Today people seem to be uptight...
Since,
People can't enjoy what they like!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Experiment. "Thou hast a lap full of seed..."
Thou hast a lap full of seed
And this is a fine country
Why dost thou not cast thy seed
And live in it merrily
Shall I cast it on the sand
And turn it into fruitful land
For on no other ground
Can I sow my seed
Without tearing up
Some stinking weed
poem by William Blake from Songs and Ballads (1793)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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