Wind
At begining,
I was a breez.
That time the snow
was alone.
I touched on the lotous buds-
born from,
the navel of the sea.
I take this shape at last,
by some one's works.
That time,
You was the sea.
I wrote in you,
at the blueness of the
ocean of letters.
'Will you wait for me? '
'For ever, every where, '
you'll hear what my,
pen have to say.
You said.
I belived-
that has a smell of promise.
I made waves on you.
But you are like a statue,
like one
don't know any thing.
Enough,
i am going to the
mountains of time,
as air,
as invisible.
In my old shape,
As a wind.
poem by Muhammad Mirash
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The Shape of the Wind...
The arctic blasts turn men into plaster casts,
They take the shape of the wind.
The ragged sails lashed by the gales,
Are full of the the shape of the wind.
The shrewd and wise, with half closed eyes,
Can guess the way of the wind.
They bend and bow, and go with the flow,
They take the shape of the wind.
The evening fires make crooked spires,
As they give way to the shape of the wind.
My ice cold breath meets it’s sudden death,
As it takes the shape of the wind.
And all our life, with all it’s strife,
Is nought but the shape of the wind.
So no longer resist, just desist,
And accept the shape of the wind.
poem by John Coldwell
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Poetics
I look for the way
things will turn
out spiralling from a center,
the shape
things will take to come forth in
so that the birch tree white
touched black at branches
will stand out
wind-glittering
totally its apparent self:
I look for the forms
things want to come as
from what black wells of possibility,
how a thing will
unfold:
not the shape on paper -- though
that, too -- but the
uninterfering means on paper:
not so much looking for the shape
as being available
to any shape that may be
summoning itself
through me
from the self not mine but ours.
poem by Archie Randolph Ammons
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Time Waits For None
Oh time oh time
Just wait for mine
I can't run with you
Please wait for mine
I wanna go back to my child hood days
The loving memories & the loving days
Now the world is so busy schedule
I can't sit in peace for a while
Many pressures are arising in my mind
Where I should go, what I should do
I wanna do a lot
However my time is short
Oh time oh time
Just wait for mine
I can't run with you
Please wait for mine
Every day I wake up with some promise
However I fail to keep it
I have to fulfill some dream
Which is my life?
Sometimes I feel time is flowing like wind
However I stand like
My place is not changing
I am like what I was before
Now I wanna to change myself first
Then I could do anything more
However I can't do everything in this little time
Oh time oh time
Just wait for mine
I can't run with you
Please wait for mine
I don't know when my time will be over
&
I can't see the earth further
However I can do one thing
As time is not stopping
I have to run with it
To say the world keeps walking
poem by Sweta Leena Panda
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Enjoy and shout
Before you act, listen.
Before you react, think.
Before you spend, earn.
Before you criticize, wait.
Before you pray, forgive.
Before you quit, try… Earnest Hemingway
Time is an essence
Hardly can you wait for chance
Think for a while and it is gone
The works has to be done
No room to criticize
But yes scope to improvise
But if you wait
It may seal your fate
Time should not run out
There won't be then anything to talk about
You may try to learn
It may add only concern
If you wait for success
It may deny you the access
Time and tide wait for none
You are the master so strike as one
Shape the destiny
With the grace from almighty
If you have will power and strong resolve
You are sure to sail through and solve
You are the sailor
And you are the jailor
Keep all prisoners out
Have free mind cell to enjoy and shout
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Shape Of Things To Come
Magic, logic
The system works, but not for me
Look beyond the nearest moment
And youll see
The shape of things to come
Somewhere deep in the city
I can feel you I know youre here
Baby, Im just a pussy-cat
But not a one that you should fear
One, two, always love you
One, two, move up above you
Two, two, right in the face
Yes sir, no sir, three bags full so
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Let me get you outta here
Tragic, logic
The system hurts, but not for me
I look beyond the farest moment
And I say
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Somewhere deep in the system
I can see you but youre not clear
A simple case of error correction
Come on baby, get your ass in gear
One, two, always love you
One, two, move up above you
Two, two, right in the face
Of sir, no sir, three bags full so
The shape of things to come
Let me get your outta here
The shape of things to come
Look into my eyes and Ill make your day
The shape of things to come
Good things, great things, all just same things
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
song performed by by Cher
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Shape Me Like A Man
Spark my body into existence
Breath your life into me
Fill these eyes with temptation
Work your mystery
Make me in the image you desire
Raise me up from the earth
Let me be your creation
Women, give me birth
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Shape me like a man
Put this broken body in motion
With a strong and natural drive
Fill my flesh with sensation
Women let me know Im alive
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Make me like a man
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Nature Plays Music!
Nature plays game using sea, wind, tree, sky
Like fingers playing on the key board of piano!
Dashing waves, thudding waves, hissing waves
Are different notes of music of all Nature knows!
Oozing or howling sound is the music of storms;
Hissing sound of breeze is the music of spring
And many sounds of music produced by nature
Everybody cannot forget along with the smell sure!
Simple harmonic waves are the rhythmic beat music
Every heart and verse of poet has like the ticking time
Or the works of mind nonstop till the end of time here!
Wind passing through flute or saxophone is nice to hear
Like the vocalist produces various rhymes of music
Forming natural base for all songs we enjoy in life forever!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The Sublime - TIME
The Sublime - TIME
Time -like a ballerina's waist-ring
Having no start and nowhere an ending
To look at its a colourful circular thing
It knows nothing but just to swing.
And time -like a wizard's magic crystal
'cause when the TIME ARRIVES, its all just mystical.
Time like the purest of everything of all
Time like the heavenly, the God.
Time like the vast ocean
Time like the waves
We try to save the transient sand memories
And the silence-breaker washes 'em away.
And again, Time- like the colourful rainbow
splashes happiness;
Time- becoming the new born child forgetting all the menace,
And in a swish, dropping all gloomy days so far,
TIME remains the unique dazzling 'Pole Star'....
-Ashi
poem by Asawari Savarikar
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Song Of The Evergreens
Listen to the briskly whistling winter evergreen
Whispering through the frozen morning light
And tell me whats to come
Saying my time is near
Never fear
I close each year
Im winter
Reminding me to trade my t-shirts for my woven wools
Trade my sandals for my skis
Whispered warnings in the wind
Saying soon come the dancing snowflakes
Theyre kissing every tree
Theyre kissing you and me
Please hurry
Falling
Dazzling dancing diamonds from the sky
Prisms
Rainbow sparkled flurries in our eyes
Whipping across the frozen crystal meadow
Pond of ice
Race the snow
Well build a warming fire there
And cuddle close and wine and dine
The setting sun
The morning light will find us high
Shooting down the glistening mountain side
Screaming through the whispering pines
The freedom of each day
Will cleanse our minds
I can hardly wait for winter
I can hardly wait for the snow
I can hardly hardly wait for winter
I can hardly wait for the snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
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Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
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Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
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Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow
song performed by by Chicago
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The Snow
The Snow, the snow
however so sweet,
The snow blows, glows
and that our treat
It topples, trims, melts, and goes,
Not even the experts; so called pros,
can accurately predict
how the snow blows
Even when we look at the sky,
We can see the snow come down,
and then it spreads it's wings and flies,
all over the town
That town is anxious
as it waits for the little snow,
all the children wait happily
as they all know;
that the snow will surley go,
and leave no trace behind
Hear now, Hear now
for it may be,
It's time, It's time
for the white snow to flee.
It's come, It's came
so please don't run,
come here, next year,
to have some more fun.
Jon VN
I Promise You That
Theres no breathing you should feel like this.
I know that I am the only one to play.
I feel you $ me
Its hidden in your keys, oh.
I dont believe that things Ive said and done.
I only hope therell the time to be the one.
We can work it out if only you let me, oh
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
There will be good times waiting for you
Whatever you hear
I wont disappear
I promise you that
I promise you that
I never said that I could chase the world
But if you give me the chance that Ill do so
I know that in your heart you can forgive me
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
There will be good time waiting for you
Whatever you hear
I wont disappear
I promise you that
I promise you that
Via times dont need I ####
Still there is time to turn it around
Im not saying its an easy thing
Let me show you
I promise you that
Whatever,whenever
Therell be good time(waiting for you)
Whatever you hear(whatever you hear)
I wont disappear
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
There will be good time waiting for you
Whatever you hear
I wont disappear
Whatever you say
Whatever you do
There will be good time waiting for you
Whatever you hear
I wont disappear
I promise you that, I promise you that
song performed by by Westlife
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Consuming Myself
those that strike me
and occupy me
those that consume my mind
i am sucked by this
emptiness
but i bother no more
i wait in ambush in my newly found
silence
i wait when the wind is fed up
when the soil needs no more of
the water
when the leaves begin to fall
because the buds
have taken most of the time
in peace
it was the chaos that do not
shock me
because i have embraced them
because i have known
all of it
from its very first drop
now i have learned
the cycle of another confidence
i stare
at those which do not excite me anymore
i stand straight and hold the hands
of the lust of time
every minute
there is an understanding of every second
my heart does not beat
that much
the surprise is gone
the bow shape is lost
the arrow is here
beneath the palms of my own hands
now i look at all these
i am strong
and i begin to leave
walk away
from here that has oppressed me
searching for the divine
and the noble
i take my chances
out there
is the azure beginning
the blue skies
the endless horizon
sun full
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wrangell Mountain Song
Sunday, and it's raining in Alaska. Seven days, I haven't seen the sun.
Flying bush, flying low along the shoreline, doing everything I can to make it home.
I can't wait to see the Wrangell Mountains. I can't wait to do what I will do.
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
when I can't wait to get back home to you.
Three years from the war, settled down now.
I did my time and served my country well.
In the freedom I defended, I fly beneath the North Star,
And I just don't know a better way to feel.
I can't wait to see the Wrangell Mountains. I can't wait to do what I will do.
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
when I can't wait to get back home to you.
It's a quiet life out here among the mountains
in a cabin that was built with these two hands.
McCarthy lies asleep beside the glacier. It's colder now, winter's in the air.
If you think they're wild, it's just because they can't be broken,
it's a strong and gentle people living there.
I can't wait to see the Wrangell Mountains. I can't wait to do what I will do.
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
when I can't wait to get back home to you.
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
when I can't wait to get back home to you.
song performed by by John Denver
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All She Wrote
Something's wrong with your mind
It won't think of me anymore
Was it all a waste of time
Tell me why was I such a chore
Broken glass lies empty
Cut my voice so I can't say
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Lying here in your bed
The one that you liked to do it in
Pieces of long brown hair
Are all over it and still in my brain
I can't explain
What it's like not knowing if I'll ever cross your mind
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Sleep through the day
Fight with the night
Seven a.m. and the tv is white
Covered in snow
I never knew that hell could get so cold
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me
Something's wrong with your mind
It won't think of me anymore
Was it all a waste of time
song performed by by Default
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Shape In A Drape
There's a guy going round the town
You got to check what he is puttin' down
Just one look you know the story is great
He's the guy the chicks love
And the cats can't hate
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And you can dig that he is stookin'
Now some say he's a clipster and a tailor's toad
And he could hype a miserman for all his gold
Some say he's a hipster and some say nix
But everyone's solid when he gets his kicks
He's a shape in a drape
A shape in a drape
He's a shape in a drape
And he is sure alive and kickin'
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Excersize In Futility
Like water through my fingers
Time evades my grasp.
Invisible, intangible,
as uncatchable as wind.
Oh, how I long to possess
that which possesses all, in time.
Metal, mountain, ocean, life-
each are as a dropp of water
into an ocean when faced
with this Force to be Reckoned With.
Will it be mine, before I depart this Mortal Coil?
Ironic, isnt it, for only Time will tell!
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time of war, and a time of peace.
An Invisible letter
An Invisible letter
I would like to write down something
Between me and the invisible city
I would like this silent letter
To be sent
By the perfect shape of wind
You will ask
How is it possible for the whole city
To be invisible
This is absurd
Even for You
You will say
But however, whatever one hawk
Just right now is becoming a wind portrait
Which separates city on syllables
More over, because the hawk is
The roof of one invisible building
Where still live I
Your poet
Who is writing for invisible things
In this city
That is constantly running away
And taking eyes apart.
Borce Panov
poem by Borce Panov
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Stop Your Masochistic Fishing
Don't start...
Saying that you're missing my kissing,
When we're distant.
Comeon, comeon.
Stop your...
Masochistic fishing,
Just to hear me pitch a fit.
So comeon, comeon.
You know the shape I'm in,
When you smell the liniment.
You know the shape I'm in,
When you smell the liniment.
So comeon, comeon.
Don't start...
Saying that you're missing my kissing,
When we're distant.
Comeon, comeon.
You know the shape I'm in,
When you smell the liniment.
You know the shape I'm in,
When you smell the liniment.
You know the shape I'm in,
When you smell the liniment.
So comeon, comeon.
Stop your...
Masochistic fishing,
Just to hear me pitch a fit.
You know the shape I'm in,
When you smell the liniment.
So don't start...
Saying that you're missing my kissing,
When we're distant.
Comeon, comeon.
Don't start...
Saying that you're missing my kissing,
When we're distant.
Comeon, comeon.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Last Time Of Summer
Looking for a parking spot
One last time
The boardwalks wait
One last time
The smell emanates
One last time
A child screams
One last time
The cotton candy spins
One last time
The crunch of a candy apple
One last time
Step right up
One last time
A video game
One last time
Miniature golf
One last time
A slice of pizza
One last time
An ice cream cone
One last time
A belly ache
One last time
Asleep in the car
One last time
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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