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War

Everyday when I stroll along the streets,
My ever remaining pain a bit retreats,
I admire the beauty of day and night,
It is always to me a frolic sight,
The birds, the goats, the wandering sheep,
Give my restless heart a delightful leap,
Suddenly I tremble with unknown fear,
The sight which is to me very dear,
Is vanished somewhere in wails and screams,
And shattered their hopeful lovely dreams,
The scene has changed in the blink of eye,
They become the victim of their destiny sly,
People have come there with flowers and wreath,
To offer whom war has put to death.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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On Going To Mumbai

Parting is the destiny of every rose,
The garden is sad when it goes,
Both are helpless and pain grows,
But, fragrance yet it having pathos,
I'm here but my heart remains there,
And take me too lives my heart where.

I'm restless when remember the sight,
My mother departed me with wet eyes,
Placed her hands on my head hiding her eyes,
Containing herself she tried at full her might,
My sisters too put their hands on my head,
My heart weighty, I stumbled moving ahead.

My lovely friends who're dear to me,
Came and surrounded me with affection,
My heart restless like waves in the sea,
And eyes were wet like froth's collection,
They can't be parted like the sun from its beams,
I would often meet them in my dreams.

poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Undercover Of The Night

Hear the screams of Center 42
Loud enough to bust your brains out
The opposition's tongue is cut in two
Keep off the street 'cause you're in danger

One hundred thousand disparus
Lost in the jails in South America
Cuddle up baby
Cuddle up tight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night

The sex police are out there on the streets
Make sure the pass laws are not broken
The race militia has got itchy fingers
All the way from New York back to Africa

Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Cuddle up baby
Sleep with all out of sight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover
Undercover
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night

All the young men they've been rounded up
And sent to camps back in the jungle
And people whisper people double-talk
And once proud fathers act so humble
All the young girls they have got the blues
They're heading on back to Center 42

Keep it undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Keep it undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night

Down in the bars the girls are painted blue
Done up in lace

song performed by by Rolling Stones from Under Cover
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Warchild ('78 Demo)

Warchild, your heart is broken
Your mind is breakin', it's such a shame
Warchild, your body's broken
Your woman's taken, it's not a game
People once shared your wisdom
Shared your memory, shared your dreams
Now your thoughts have all been shattered
What once was rhythm are now just screams
Warchild, I used to love you
The whole world loved you, we used to care
Warchild, your mind has been emptied
So all you do now is just sit n' stare
People once shared your wisdom
Shared your memory, shared your dreams
Now your thoughts have all been shattered
What once was rhythm are now just screams
Your lady's waiting, she's hesitating
Not knowing why
Warchild, the pain you're showing
The pain is knowing that you're gonna die
People once shared your wisdom
Shared your memory, shared your dreams
Now your thoughts have all been shattered
What once was rhythm are now just screams

song performed by by Def Leppard
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The Face of Yesterday

As she ascended the stairs.
Pausing for a moment. Standing on
the balcony reflecting on yesterday.
She turned momentarily, her eyes
scanning the crowd of beautiful
people, gathering for a lovely
evening.

Music was softly playing. Couples
were swaying to the music.It was
a magical scene.
Suddenly a pair of eyes were
looking back at her. Someone so
famaliar, someone from yesterday
had stepped out of her dreams,
and emerged into this life time.

He was dancing with a lovely lady.
She was visibly shaken, turning away
to regain her composure for a moment.
Thinking she must get closer, take
another look, speak to him. Somehow
capture his attention.

As she approached the stairs, she
turned once again in search of the face
that eluded her so many times before.
The face of yesterday.

The lovely lady was standing, talking
with friends.Laughing in merriment.
The familiar face was nowhere in sight.
It had vanished into the night. As if a
vapor. Was this reality or an illusion?
Her heart sank in despair.

poem by Heather Burns
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Self–love And Truth Incompatible

From thorny wilds a monster came,
That filled my soul with fear and shame;
The birds, forgetful of their mirth,
Drooped at the sight, and fell to earth;
When thus a sage addressed mine ear,
Himself unconscious of a fear:
'Whence all this terror and surprise,
Distracted looks and streaming eyes?
Far from the world and its affairs,
The joy it boasts, the pain it shares,
Surrender, without guile or art,
To God an undivided heart;
The savage form, so feared before,
Shall scare your trembling soul no more;
For, loathsome as the sight may be,
'Tis but the love of self you see.
Fix all your love on God alone,
Choose but his will, and hate your own:
No fear shall in your path be found,
The dreary waste shall bloom around,
And you, through all your happy days,
Shall bless his name, and sing his praise.'
Oh lovely solitude, how sweet
The silence of this calm retreat!
Here truth, the fair whom I pursue,
Gives all her beauty to my view;
The simple, unadorned display
Charms every pain and fear away.
O Truth, whom millions proudly slight;
O Truth, my treasure and delight;
Accept this tribute to thy name,
And this poor heart from which it came!

poem by William Cowper
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Pansies (Novelinee)

Far away hidden in a secret grove
yellow, purple and black as the dark night
pansies grew to express someone's sweet love
and on my eyes there was a blessed sight,
a more fragrant picture I hardly knew,
suddenly life was lovely and strong
where a myriad of lovely flowers grew,
I heard some birds singing a happy song
and strange it felt as if I did belong.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Death by Beauty

Beauty is the source of all things in day,
but then Death comes to take our sight away.
Beauty is the sower of love and peace,
then Death comes a knocking so it can reap.
Beauty 's in the eye of the beholder,
but Death comes when all that mess is over.

Most think that all hope has run astray,
when death makes true beauty fade away;
but I am here to tell you the truth,
that beauty will always be in you.
Beauty is such a magical thing;
It happens when the soul laughs and sings.

Death is such a horrible sight.
Death makes moods colder than dry ice.
The world can always devour
a beautiful flawless flower.
so, The price you pay for beauty's sin
is the kiss of Death upon your chin.

poem by Wesley Garrett
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Restless Nights

Wished we ran and lived as one
In another world my little one
Where strange trees and dark rivers run
I told a dream to you
Now outside the streets of pain
And the childhood games we play
Have faded away
But my baby, she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby, she has restless nights
On late night movie screens
Young lovers look so sure
Lost in wide awake dreams
That they cant afford
Once I held you in my arms
On a bed of stone
Now we have grown (but darling)
Well my baby she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby she has restless nights
Wished we ran and lived as one
A different world my little one
Where strange trees and dark rivers run
I told a dream to you
Now outside the streets of pain
But here inside my heart
It all falls apart
But my baby, she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby, she has restless nights
But my baby, she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby, she has restless nights\

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Walk In The Night 1

Walk in the night where you're
Not likely to be worried sick by
The pitter-patter innocent footsteps
Of the kidnapped child victims
Go into the belly of the night
And hear not the click-clank
That suddenly ends after the woman
In danger's screams have fallen silent
Enjoy the leisurely stroll under cover
Of the night and be not scarred of
The clomp of the heavy footsteps that
Follow you into the alleyways of the night
Walk into the night and do not allow
Yourself to be intimidated by
The clippety-clop sounds of the dead
Horses that you sight in the night
Step, step, step into the gentle night
Be less afraid under the ominous
Clouds of the night and you will hear
With a clear beat the plodding and
The shuffling and the tap tapping
Boots of the owners of the night as
They close in on you where you shiver
With fear where you hide

poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Screaming pain

The silent screams inside
Nobody does hear
But me.

The screams of fear.
The screams of pain.
The screams of past pain endured.
No body knows.

The screams of hurt.
The screams that huant.
The screams of despair.
The screams of loneliness.
The screams of death.

Im screaming inside out.
With nobody to hear
Im screaming with pain.

Im screaming and screaming
Let me forget

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Its De-lovely

I feel a sudden urge to sing the kind of ditty that invokes the spring
So, control your desire to curse while I crucify the verse
This verse Ive started seems to me the tin pan-tithesis of melody
So to spare you all the pain, Ill skip the darn thing and sing the refrain
The night is young, the skies are clear
And if you want to go walkin, dear
Its delightful, its delicious, its de-lovely
I understand the reason why
Youre sentimental, cause so am i
Its delightful, its delicious, its de-lovely
You can tell at a glance what a swell night this is for romance
You can hear, dear mother nature murmuring low let yourself go
So please be sweet, my chickadee
And when I kiss ya, just say to me
Its delightful, its delicious, its delectable, its delirious,
Its dilemma, its de limit, its deluxe, its de-lovely
You can tell at a glance what a swell night this is for romance
You can hear dear mother nature murmuring low let yourself go
So please be sweet, my chickadee
And when I kiss ya, just say to me
Its delightful, its delicious, its delectable, its delirious,
Its dilemma, its de limit, its deluxe, its de-lovely

song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Yes! Death is Beautiful!

for all the girls and guys out there
who fear death like anything and stare
up the sky and say their prayer
Oh God of death! Spare me, just spare!

for all the men and women I care
death for them, is not at all fair
Immense pain it gives, which they can't share
it takes away everything, makes them bare

to them I say, fear not the death
coz death is beautiful, it refines your breath
to breathe the bliss and smell the light
no days no night, dear, what a beautiful sight!

Death may be painful at first
but at end is just blissfull
agonizing body at first
the end experience, so wonderful!

Some sail through dark tunnel, lights at last
others flow above, high and fast
Some hear a melodious strange music
others.... divine experience, which God casts...

you feel like you never belonged here
A peaceful Destination is calling you there
and you're eager to go, be one among them
That's why dying people, they never have pain...

Death is like a commercial break
a transition period for a tired soul
tired from the game of life, we people play
Death is a comma(,) which refreshes the Soul...

Fear not the Death!
Coz it's the most beautiful thing
that can't happen to you again
and every precious moment and thing
comes witha little or more pain...

Yes! Death is Beautiful
Death is precious, so Rare
and comes with no clue
that's why we enjoy once
and that is True...

Death is Beautiful
Death is True...

poem by Soumya Dash
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India’s Kashmir

The valley is so beautiful;
No words can describe best;
The mountains are so wonderful –
A feast to eyes of guest.

The apples grown are tasty too;
The snow-fall’s lovely sight;
The fronds and twigs have drops of dew –
A vale of much delight!

But peace is something rarely seen;
Militants are the cause;
The rill is swathed in shades of green,
As Nature is the boss!

But dangers lurk in various hues,
Unknown to man and beast;
For, terrorists create the news,
Especially from the west!

The halcyon days are by-gone dreams,
That people’s hearts long for;
But what is heard is gun-noise, screams
From terrorists afar!

When will peace come back to this vale?
Can time really tell?
Yet, people live with hopeful wail
Though life turns into hell!

The pride of India is envy
Of neighbor countries all;
Will God then cure this malady?
–The people’s clarion call!

poem by John Celes
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My shattered dreams [A mele visuri]

My shattered dreams, which mind conceives,
Fill up my heart with woe again,
I see them all in the pale leaves
And in the sorrow of the glen.

In snow they will forever sleep,
Covered by time with its thick shawl,
My shattered dreams, which make me weep
And fill my heart with bitter gall!

When happy days, O, lovely trees,
Will give you back what you have lost,
The leaves that from your boughs were tossed,
In night's deep darkness still will freeze
My shattered dreams, which mind conceives!

poem by Alexandru Vlahuţă, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Surviving The Game

time…
its hands never tremble
it is slowly passing its scalpel on our faces
like a serial killer in love with its art
only my hands tremble
when I try to shave
I always say to myself
today I have to be more beautiful
perhaps I will meet the sublime
I have been wearing the same clothing
for a lifetime my word
I walk the streets laughing
perhaps I will disappear in this clatter
and time will lose me from sight
yet people turn back to their homes
I am left alone facing the destiny
my hands tremble with love
I am surviving the game where people hide
after each sunset my hands are trembling
a bow to you
who taught me to live by the rule
everything reduces to the one and only clothing
in which I was born I live I die

poem by Ionuţ Caragea from Donator universal (2007), translated by Ioana Tirtirau
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You've come to change my destiny.

You've entered my heart via my eyes.
Who are you to me oh stranger mine,
Very dear to me you are so suddenly.
you've come to change my destiny.

Love seems to cascade from your eyes,
love is hidden in your unspoken words.
How do I handle so much love suddenly,
you've come to change my destiny.

I was walking alone in this life of mine,
searching for someone to walk besides.
You came along to accompany me suddenly,
you've come to change my destiny.

Everyday now I pray to God,
that we never get separated.
We take a vow on this jointly,
You've come to change my destiny.

poem by Renu Kakkar
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Suddenly

It's Independence Day I'm free
And it's a strange place to be
I'm gonna break these chains
Unleash the changes in me

I see an endless road
I feel the restless wind
I've lost the fear inside
Cause I've got no choice
But to live or die

Suddenly you're in this fight
alone
Steppin' out into the great
unknown
And the night's the hardest
time
When the doubts run through
your min
Cause suddenly you find your
self alone
Suddenly you find yourself

In an empty room
With a suitcase on the floor
It'll be daylight soon
I'm gonna wage my private
war

Who's watchin' over me
Must be a guardian angel
I just need time to breathe
And give my life
The best of me

[Chorus]

Suddenly you're in this fight
Steppin' out and then

[Chorus]

song performed by by LeAnn Rimes from Twisted Angel
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The Death Of A Hare

He ran across in front of his car confused in the headlight's glare
He heard a bump he could not stop he knew he had killed the hare
Another car followed close behind so he had to drive on
'Twas not his fault though that in itself of no consolation to Ron.

And though the hare he could not avoid about it he feels bad
For the creature his car killed last night today he does feel sad
Though the hare he did have a quick end and did not suffer any pain
That his car should have caused it's death the regret with him does remain.

When he tells his friends about last night they tell him it's okay
The poor hare you could not avoid such things happen every day
That was how the hare was meant to die it was it's destiny
At least it did not suffer pain and death came suddenly.

A wildborn creature dead on the roadway is not an uncommon sight
But he does feel quite sad today that he killed a hare last night
He is compassionate of heart his type of person rare
It saddens him to think last night he caused the death of a hare.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Everyday You

Everyday you make my sun smile
In warm and tender feelings
At night dreams of you brighten as
the milky moon
All i can think about is when i will
see you soon

You the reason why my heart sails in
passionate flames
Why my heart beats with such delightful
claims
Everyday your image eclipses my heart
Everyday your embers are warmth in my soul
Everyday you paint my within
with feelings strong
Everyday with you is a sweet song
And under the romantic sun we do belong

Everyday thoughts of you erupt
through my crater and lava fills my skies
Everyday thoughts of you deep within
gentle arise

poem by Wes Mbanje
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Nocturnal Blues

freshness
of the night
wave
the ocean breeze
as the night paint
the moon
in the sky with light,
sway the cool hour
of deep
close eyes and whisper
every wish of tasteless midst

let
all the birds sing
a sight of melody lifts that
flies and make
the flowers bloom
saying hello, for the night
does not close
only your eyes has lost
it sight

rain comes in,
conquering wit to the land,
hold my tears like
a river flows
of deep passion; loving
you with respect;
take my
breath my dear and
pray for nothing will
come with
unopened heart as I cherries
your presence

poem by Antonio Liao
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