Astronomer
One metre is a distance to stay when sick,
He who lived a long time ago is too neurotic.
He who loved a fine day is paying some note
To the gates threatening to open and devote
Their time in keeping with lovely customers
Who laugh and describe a year of astronomers.
They artfully gaze at the sky at darkness,
Pleasing me, pleasing the rest of saintliness.
I deceive a sky full of stars, and it deceives me,
We promote goodness in the hemispheres, and then see.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Thin Line
I thought the time was passed when I could
Find beauty in a birds
I set the stage and the scenery
Rehearsing every word
Yeah but when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
And its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
All right
With my confidence on fire
I set to fixin up my roles
My separation of desires
Just left me deeper down in the hole
Yeah when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
And its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Yeah and when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
Its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Now Im tryin to get back
To what I know that I should be
Hoping to God that I was just
A temporary absentee
Yeah when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
Its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Yeah when I tried to make it more
Well it was always less
And its a thin line between pleasing yourself
And pleasing somebody else
Somebody else oh yeah
Oh yeah
All right
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Keeping My Distance
(jimmy davis/tommy burroughs/don smith)
Im keeping my calandar open
Even if it takes me years
til you figure out what your plan is
You figure out all of your fears
I dont wanna know anything about her
Or what you feel like you have to defend
But Ive seen your situation
And the world she keeps you in
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until my time is here
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until you make it clear
If you dont want to rush it baby
Well then by all means dont
But Im gonna wait for the day when
When you see that its me you want
I can see, I can tell that you need me
You know that I need you too
So why on earth cant you ever let her go
Will you ever try anything new
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until my time is here
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until you make it clear
Where will you find the strength
I cant hold you against your will
You keep me at arms length
Im reaching out to hold you still, yeah, yeah, yeah
I can see that you need me
You know that I need you too
So why on earth cant you ever let her go
Will you ever try anything new
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
And Ill wait until my time is here
Im keeping my distance
Im keeping my distance
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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Pleaser
I'm constantly pleasing everyone but me.
I'm sick of being so unhappy.
I can't do this any longer.
I feel like going under.
I smile when I'm really upset.
I run when out of breath.
I constantly try and make people happy.
But never even think about me.
I don't know why.
All I do alone is cry.
I'm constantly Pleasing everyone but me.
I'm sick of being so unhappy.
poem by Jean Pullman
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Wisdom
I will deceive the immortality
in my inadequacy, between myself
and a messy belief.
The sky cracks open.
One unreal moon
slaps the dark clouds.
You want to rest on my shoulder
till eternity.
The silence leads to nothingness.
Over the rifts, space and time
eyes stalk the hands.
You cannot write your name.
You will not move a step,
I will not stay for long.
The distance will defend us both.
poem by Satish Verma
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Dancefloor
Good times bad times baby you're in trouble
You stole my heart and you're given me up
And we're not even friends so how can we be lovers
I wanna know the truth
'cause I've had enough
I'm sick and tired of pleasing you
Have I had your love
Is that the best you can do
You can dream of changing my mind
But your wasting your time
'cause if you think you've got me right just watch me
On the dancefloor
Gonne lose it in the music
On the dancefloor
Got my body gonna use it
On the dancefloor
The best that you never had but now you've lost me
So come on watch me getting over you
Had your chance but baby you blew it
You never loved me and baby you knew it
And every time that you messed with my mind
I still believed in you
'cause I've had enough
I'm sick and tired of pleasing you
Have I had your love
Is that the best you can do
You can dream of changing my mind
But you're way out of line
'cause if you think you've got me
Boy just watch me
On the dancefloor
Gonne lose it in the music
On the dancefloor
Got my body gonna use it
On the dancefloor
The best that you never had but now you've lost me
So come on watch me getting over you
song performed by by Kylie Minogue from Fever
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Love
Whilst tracing thy visage I sink in emotion,
For no other damsel so wond'rous I see;
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I think of no other, my true-love, but thee.
With heart-burning rapture I gaze on thy beauty,
And fly like a bird to the boughs of a tree;
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I fancy no other, my true-love, but thee.
Thus oft in the valley I think, and I wonder
Why cannot a maid with her lover agree?
Thy looks are so pleasing, thy charms so amazing,
I pine for no other, my true-love, but thee.
I'd fly from thy frowns with a heart full of sorrow--
Return, pretty damsel, and smile thou on me;
By every endeavor, I'll try thee forever,
And languish until I am fancied by thee.
poem by George Moses Horton
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Sonnet IV. How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!
How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:
And often, when I sit me down to rhyme,
These will in throngs before my mind intrude:
But no confusion, no disturbance rude
Do they occasion; 'tis a pleasing chime.
So the unnumbered sounds that evening store;
The songs of birds—the whispering of the leaves—
The voice of waters—the great bell that heaves
With solemn sound,—and thousand others more,
That distance of recognizance bereaves,
Makes pleasing music, and not wild uproar.
poem by John Keats
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Look Carefully
when your feet
land on the desert
look carefully
rest a bit and breathe
a while
the hot air and do not
be frightened
the mirage may mislead
and the far distance
may be too drowning
but look down
on your feet for beside you
is this little flower
purple and too tiny
in full bloom
too pleasing
to the eyes
of the one
lost in
his affections
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Utility of life
Why thou devote your time
in cheating and fraudulent work
thou devote your time to the service of mankind
and for creatures of God
Thou devote your time
in chanting the name of thy God
Thou devote your time
in meditation and concentration
why thou waste your time in evil critics
thou devote your time
for good relationship and
worldwide fraternity
why thou waste your time for evil deed
thou devote your time for good deed
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Sonnet-Should I Shed My Inhibitions?
'You’re going prettier, day by day, 'I feel;
'My inhibitions could fail me, 'I fear;
For Nature donned on every fruit a peel;
Enticing one to taste; My time is near?
Oh, how I wish to wine my cortex off?
Could I then see your beauty in your walk?
Oh, how I wish to see your natural laugh;
And see your eyes rove; hear your lovely talk.
And when the spectre goes away, 'tis sad;
I cannot live in dreams always for long;
The modern world of human Beings’ mad;
And so, I strum my guitar for a song.
This earth was lovely when Adam loved Eve;
Until the Serpent went to Eve deceive.
poem by John Celes
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St. Louis' Apartment
Your love is like a pleasing aroma around me,
And like a pavement made of sapphire;
So burn the meat on the wood with the fire of love!
And come up in the morning to Mount Sinai.
Up there you will meet St. Louis' Apartment with love,
For love and life gathers with the sunshine around me;
And every dawn is like a new life and a blissful day,
But the beautiful signs are always around my bed.
Come to me with the pleasing aroma of love,
For my donkey will not rest like your monkey!
And like the sweet bed of roses to sleep on at last,
For your love is a pleasing aroma around me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Befitting pair
He is a brave man;
He utters brave words,
Makes brave promises
And breaks them bravely.
She is a pleasing woman.
She speaks pleasing words,
Assures pleasing events
And excuses herself pleasingly.
Both suit each other.
24.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Can Hear You Calling
(myles goodwyn/jim clench)
Published by summerlea music, ltd. - bmi
Night time is the time you choose
Flight time with nothing to lose
A lifetime of pain and abuse
I've got to wake up, lord i got to wake up
I see your eyes grow holes, i feel your heart grow cold
Please let me turn away, i can't face another day
I can hear you callin' me, like you did before
I was talkin' like a man insane, but i'd scream for more
I can feel you pleasing me, i can't take any more
I can feel you're sent this time to drag me down
And later on, will you want my soul
I'm so afraid that i'll lose control
I'll settle down, i just need some rest
Come on sugar, now do your best
My time has come at last, all my bridges are burning fast
Time has come for me to choose, little to win, but plenty to lose
I believed in you, you see, now with only you and me
Who was right, and who was wrong
I was lost and you were all alone
I see your eyes grow holes, i feel your heart grow cold
Please let me turn away, i can't face another day
I can hear you callin' me, like you did before
I was talkin' like a man insane, but i'd scream for more
I can feel you pleasing me, i can't take any more
I can feel you're sent this time to drag me down
I can hear you callin' me, like you did before
I was talkin' like a man insane, but i'd scream for more
I can feel you pleasing me, i can't take any more
song performed by by April Wine
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I Can Hear You Callin
(myles goodwyn/jim clench)
Published by summerlea music, ltd. - bmi
Night time is the time you choose
Flight time with nothing to lose
A lifetime of pain and abuse
Ive got to wake up, lord I got to wake up
I see your eyes grow holes, I feel your heart grow cold
Please let me turn away, I cant face another day
I can hear you callin me, like you did before
I was talkin like a man insane, but Id scream for more
I can feel you pleasing me, I cant take any more
I can feel youre sent this time to drag me down
And later on, will you want my soul
Im so afraid that Ill lose control
Ill settle down, I just need some rest
Come on sugar, now do your best
My time has come at last, all my bridges are burning fast
Time has come for me to choose, little to win, but plenty to lose
I believed in you, you see, now with only you and me
Who was right, and who was wrong
I was lost and you were all alone
I see your eyes grow holes, I feel your heart grow cold
Please let me turn away, I cant face another day
I can hear you callin me, like you did before
I was talkin like a man insane, but Id scream for more
I can feel you pleasing me, I cant take any more
I can feel youre sent this time to drag me down
I can hear you callin me, like you did before
I was talkin like a man insane, but Id scream for more
I can feel you pleasing me, I cant take any more
song performed by by April Wine
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Till Last Breath
It has never changed and will never be
Love may try to emerge and feel free
It has royal elegance and princely touch
What beauty you are to feel queen as such!
I had loved you this before too
When you had critical time to pass through
It was never an open clash for relation
You were nice and showed full indication
It is nice to build healthy bond
That shall withstand test and prove not second
It has to be first and must remain so
As life must witness fine show
No one prefers any kind of bitterness
Allow it any time and surface
It will never give real enjoyment
If life is wasted only to resent
I have stood for compromise
If that provides firm promises
There should be chance for glimmer of hope
Even if that amounts to walk on rope
I shall cooperate till the last breath
As it is the only mean to honor the death
If life was not lived with full honor
Rest everything can be compared with drainage of water
So think of it honestly and adjust
It requires full understanding and is must
We are just visors here and stay temporary
We do only things that can lead to no worry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!
How many bards gild the lapses of time!
A few of them have ever been the food
Of my delighted fancy,—I could brood
Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:
And often, when I sit me down to rhyme,
These will in throngs before my mind intrude:
But no confusion, no disturbance rude
Do they occasion; 'tis a pleasing chime.
So the unnumbered sounds that evening store;
The songs of birds—the whispering of the leaves—
The voice of waters—the great bell that heaves
With solemn sound,—and thousand others more,
That distance of recognizance bereaves,
Makes pleasing music, and not wild uproar.
poem by John Keats
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Stranded At The Moonbase
A long way up in light-years,
Just a pinpoint in space,
In a century of planetary storms,
Stranded at the moonbase,
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
Looking out at the roof-window,
I've seen many strange things,
From shooting stars to Stars 'n' Stripes
Thought I'd caught a glimpse of golden wings.
The air is getting low,
The air is getting low,
The air is getting low,
The air is getting low.
I got the vision of a big white dove.
I've heard the creaking of the pearly gates above.
I'm wond'ring why the big white dove
Is keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting.
Looking way down below me,
The worlds are all awhirl-whirly.
Won't you come along beside?
This place waits for company.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
I leave my limbs behind me.
As I'm being lifted
Out into the, into the
Spiritual boom-boom abyss.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
The air is getting low.
I got the vision of a big white dove.
I've heard the creaking of the pearly gates above.
I'm wond'ring why the big white dove
Is keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting,
Keeping me waiting, keeping me waiting.
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Girl, Ya Just So Fine
Girl, ya just so fine.
Mmm, Girl, I think about you all the time.
Mmm, Girl, ya always on my mind.
Cuz, Girl, ya just so fine.
Girl, ya just so fine.
Mmm, Girl, I take time to rhyme.
Mmm, Girl, I want ya to be mine.
Cuz, Girl, ya just so fine.
Mmm, Girl, ya just so fine.
Mmm, Girl, it is the time.
Mmm, Girl, to let love shine.
Cuz, Girl, ya just so fine.
Authors Note: I bet your gettin sick of authors notes aren't you? ? hahahaha well here it is comment plz! !
poem by Abdul Malik Habibalah Wajid Hunter
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She is Far From the Land
She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps,
And lovers are round her, sighing;
But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps,
For her heart in his grave is lying.
She sings the wild song of her dear native plains,
Every note which he loved awaking; --
Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains,
How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking.
He had lived for his love, for his country he died,
They were all that to life had entwined him;
Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried,
Nor long will his Love stay behind him.
Oh! make her a grave where the sunbeams rest,
When they promise a glorious morrow;
They'll shine o'er her sleep, like a smile from the West,
From her own loved island of sorrow.
poem by Thomas Moore
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Home, My Little Children, Hear Are Songs For You
COME, my little children, here are songs for you;
Some are short and some are long, and all, all are new.
You must learn to sing them very small and clear,
Very true to time and tune and pleasing to the ear.
Mark the note that rises, mark the notes that fall,
Mark the time when broken, and the swing of it all.
So when night is come, and you have gone to bed,
All the songs you love to sing shall echo in your head.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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