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'Tell me another',
said the shah, greatly amused,
'Scheherazade.'
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Sappho
Really, I felt like Scheherazade or somebody.
'Tell me another stary', said the Shah.
'How was I to deal with this prickliest of characters?
'Do you have any interesting tatoos? ', I asked.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Scheherazade
He was the sultan of samarcand
He had a harem of dancing girls at his command
He owned all the eye could see
Something was wrong, he wasnt happy
And then it happened much to his surprise
The loveliest woman hed ever seen
He asked her name and she replied
Scheherazade
She was the daughter of the grand vizier
A real beauty with the heart of gold, she was so sincere
She made a date with destiny
Marry the king, make him happy
He was enchanted on their wedding night
Just a captive under her spell
Spending a thousand and one arabian nights
All of his body tingled with delight
Hearing the stories she loved to tell
She was a vision, such a lovely sight
Scheherazade
He made a promise on the morning star
He would change, throw away his scimitar
So she came to stay
And thats the why the story goes
Until this very day
song performed by by Peter Cetera
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Often Amused
I am often amused,
By those electing to be suppressed...
In distressed environments.
And since they disrespect themselves,
Anyone living within it...
Gets the same treatment.
No matter what the influences achieved may be.
I am often amused,
By those who critique others...
With equal debilitating sustained values.
As if this depiction makes them feel a safety,
To bring everyone down to a level...
That expresses their disgust!
I am often amused!
But my expereinces outside of this,
I refuse to anyone 'limited' to discuss.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It didn't take long for the world to realize that the Shah was an enlightened liberal next to the bloody reactionary regime that followed, and which executed more people in three months than the Shah had done in 30 years.
quote by Alexander Haig
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We are all like Scheherazade's husband, in that we want to know what happens next.
quote by E.M. Forster
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Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.
quote by Robert Francis Kennedy
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Every role varies greatly, just as emotions vary greatly.
quote by Corin Nemec
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Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.
quote by Robert F Kennedy
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Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly.
quote by Robert F. Kennedy
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Her Rejoicing Day
Never did she ever imagine
That she would see that day
When she had a delightful present
A gift that has come to stay
She did not expect
That this would ever occur
She gave up hoping
But luck has found her
It is her day to rejoice
For she has waited for so many years
The Lord has heard her cries
So she wipes her tears
It is her day to rejoice
For she now has her own baby
She shouts with joy
And joins the society as a Lady
Many said it was a lie
And went to confirm it
They were surprised at what they saw
A truth they finally admit
She thanks the Lord greatly
Her womb has borne its fruit
She thanks the Lord greatly
For a gift so cute
She thanks the Lord greatly
For she cannot keep mute
She thanks the Lord greatly
And dances to the tune of the xylophone and flute
Its her rejoicing day
She will no longer feel upset
Its her rejoicing day
A day she would never forget.
poem by Mark Nyamekye Boadi
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This Poetry
This poetry is not poetry
This poetry is not poetry as poetry goes
But is as silent as a man in a rollo neck jumper
Almost reading yesterdays news
This poetry is not poetry
As far as poetry goes
It is neither verse
Or poesy prose
This is a debunking of 'The poetry'
Everyone knows
And so they are not amused
This poetry is not poetry
So why poetry?
If not
Prose?
It is as idle as a man picking his nose
Pondering a wonderful muse
Yet some, are not amused
Infact if this poetry is Not poetry
What right have I to use, the word poetry?
It is a lovely panacea for expressing and de stressing
The individual's points of view
And yet if not poetry
Who says Not poetry
And who is qualified to choose?
Give me a pocket full of roses
Or a misty morning cloud
Are you amused?
clammy wynette aka Yvette m smith
march 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Mental
Its like Im dressed up in my mothers clothing
Its like Im talking to a voice that doesnt exist
Its like I got a wire crossed upstairs
But all I want is just a little truth and thats it
They say Im mental but Im just confused
Thay say Im mental but Ive been abused
They say Im mental cause Im not amused my it all
Another anchor man is on the t.v.
Hes got that far away and vacant look in his eyes
I turn the channel but nothings changing
The only truth is that everythings a lie
They say Im mental but Im just confused
Thay say Im mental but Ive been abused
They say Im mental cause Im not amused my it all
Theres truth in everything
Theres truth in lies
With all this knowledge
I think Im gonna be wise
They say Im mental but Im just confused
Thay say Im mental but Ive been abused
They say Im mental cause Im not amused my it all
Not at all
Not at all
song performed by by Eels
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I’m a clown.
Call me a clown
As I do everything
For an applause.
Aren’t you amused?
Let me be a clown.
Call me a clown
As I do everything
For my belly.
Aren’t you amused?
Let me be a clawn
14.12.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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At the beginning of spring
Around me at the begging of spring
I see the works of God disguised
in the scheherazade of white, pink and yellow
flowers on the trees,
hanging with sweet innocence,
but not without coincidence,
still a part of an eternal plan
of the way that things are bound to go,
which includes man
the being who with choice
can live with integrity
or without conscience
be just another animal
in the great zoo
called the world.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Where Were You When That Happened?
It has already been tried.
Whatever it is you think you do.
Or believed done.
To yourself or someone,
Else
Involved involuntarily.
It has already been tried.
To cast vacant innocent eyes,
To hide behind another masquerade.
'We can't both be in the same Milky Way?
Why would I not be aware of the obvious?
You must be filming this for your archive collection.
Labelled, 'Repeated Scenes In Unconvincing Color''
It has already been tried.
Whatever it is you think you do.
Or believed done.
To yourself or someone,
Else
Involved involuntarily.
'Why do you think I have this smile on my face?
Because I am happy to see you?
I am more amused than happy.
But then again,
I'm happily amused.
So much has changed!
And I wonder...
Where were you when that happened? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dovvsu
I greatly admire yu and your personality,
And i greatly love you and your poems;
For, you know how to use numbers!
And like the muse of my mind in the land of peace,
But let me hear from you always.
Backyard games,
I do dearly miss you my sweet love!
And to know you better is like the muse of your name;
For you are called Dovvsu and,
I will dance with the light that is now seen around you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Rongmon the Fisherman by Dr. Bhupen Hazarika (Translated from Assamese)
That morning
Rongmon the Fisherman
Went fishing
On his wobbly little boat
'Please don't go fishing!
Please don't go fishing!
Look, there comes the storm
O Rongmon, listen,
The river is swarming
With crocodiles
Thirsting for blood'
But towards the evening
In middle of the river
He disappeared 'thout a trace
Beating her bosom
Look'in at heaven
(Rohdoi) gave out a heart piercing wail
‘Go, you waves, take flight
I'll find my way through the night
My Rongmon must be brought home'
Lying on the beach
Brought by the waves
Atlast, She found her Man...
(Translated by S.A.Shah, Bokultol)
poem by Syed Ahmed Shah
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Stay silent to survive
Stay silent to survive.
People cannot stand to hear the truth.
They are at your throat if you speak it.
They keep away from those who speak it.
But truth is sweet to its lovers!
Truth destroys shara.
Brings rapture to its lovers,
And unexpected riches,
Which shara obscures.
Those lovers cannot remain silent
Who have inhaled the fragrance of truth.
Those who have plaited love into their lives,
Leave this world of falsehood.
Bulla Shah speaks the truth.
He uncovers the truth of shara.
He opens the path to the fourth level,
Which shara obscures.
poem by Bulleh Shah
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The good man is the teacher of the bad, and the bad is the material from which the good may learn. He who does not value the teacher, or greatly care for the material, is greatly deluded although he may be learned. Such is the essential mystery.
Someone Who I Adore
there's someone who i adore
i don't really know him
but its just so hard for me to ignore him
the way he writes
it amaze me
but if he only knew how i really feel
he'll say i'm crazy
i wish that he was not so far away
so that i can know him personally
the way he is so friendly
it do amaze me greatly
i just adore and admire him alot
just by the way he writes
yes i don't know him at all
you can call me crazy
but i really wish i can know this person greatly
poem by Candice Freeman
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