Lad And Lass
Return to the winds O lad of grand beauty,
Your lass awakens for the play of duty.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Love And Beauty
(Mike Pinder)
I look around at other people
I brush their shoulders at the corner of the street
But all they notice is their feet
It wasn't meant this way
Their minds have gone astray
If they could lift their eyes they'd see
There's people smiling just like me and I'll agree
It's not their fault because it's raining
It's all work and no play, it's just another day
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
Should be everybody's duty
To welcome every man as a friend
I wish that I could change the world
For every boy there'd be a girl for him to know
And maybe people would look up
Then they might realize they're not the only ones alive
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
Should be everybody's duty
To welcome every man as a friend
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
(Love) Love and beauty (Love)
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song performed by by Moody Blues
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For A' That
Tho' women's minds, like winter winds,
May shift, and turn, an' a' that,
The noblest breast adores them maist-
A consequence I draw that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
And twice as meikle's a' that;
The bonie lass that I loe best
She'll be my ain for a' that.
Great love I bear to a' the fair,
Their humble slave, an' a' that;
But lordly will, I hold it still
A mortal sin to thraw that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
And twice as meikle's a' that;
The bonie lass that I loe best
She'll be my ain for a' that.
But there is ane aboon the lave,
Has wit, and sense, an' a' that;
A bonie lass, I like her best,
And wha a crime dare ca' that?
For a' that, an' a' that,
And twice as meikle's a' that;
The bonie lass that I loe best
She'll be my ain for a' that.
In rapture sweet this hour we meet,
Wi' mutual love an' a' that,
But for how lang the flie may stang,
Let inclination law that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
And twice as meikle's a' that;
The bonie lass that I loe best
She'll be my ain for a' that.
Their tricks an' craft hae put me daft.
They've taen me in, an' a' that;
But clear your decks, and here's-"The Sex!"
I like the jads for a' that.
For a' that, an' a' that,
And twice as meikle's a' that;
The bonie lass that I loe best
She'll be my ain for a' that.
poem by Robert Burns
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Blake
Epitaph
All beauty to pourtray,
Therein his duty lay,
And still through toilsome strife
Duty to him was life—
Most thankful still that duty
Lay in the paths of beauty.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Darkness Awakens Into Spring
Dreary cold Days are gone
Awesome how the trees begin budding
Ravishing is the beauty the
Easter lilies along the fences
Caddy dids and crickets begin
There Sweet Song as the
Darkness awakens into Spring
Now the birds are beginning to
build there nest high in the trees
Preparing for there young
Every now and then you can hear a
Frogs Croak and a big ribit
From time to time sweet smell of
spring is in the air as the
Darkness awakens into Spring
Angelic is the spring air
Wonderful how the tree and flowers
Awaken to the suns beautiful light
As I am sitting here in my window
I watch as a little family of Cardinals
begin to make the trees in my
Back yard there home every year
They return here to build their
nest for their young
As the Darkness Awakens Into Spring
By Melissia Ann Senter
poem by Melissia Ann Senter
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Final Glory
On the first blade of grass
Rests a frosty little lass,
A delicate cold beauty
Bound by one last winter duty;
Fallen to earth for glories sake
Her time comes so soon to go...
For this, the final fragile flake
Of the concluding winter snow.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Hut Me...?
i am notty
you are beauty....
you and my hart's is fighty...
daily love is my duty...
what is your duty...?
he me is your duty...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Return
Return often and take me,
beloved sensation, return and take me --
when the memory of the body awakens,
and an old desire runs again through the blood;
when the lips and the skin remember,
and the hands feel as if they touch again.
Return often and take me at night,
when the lips and the skin remember...
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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My advantage
There were three women on travel,
Sitting in front of me on a train,
And they seemed to be lass
Her mother and her grand mother.
The girl was tenderly lovely.
Her mother was firm and striking.
The grand mother had majesty.
My age of seventy is an advantage.
02.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Praying For The Return Of Pleasure
when love is gone
to another island
crossing the sea
i pray for pleasure
i light a candle
and offer the flowers
for the grand icon
the winds are strong
there is storm coming
and love may not return
the icon smiles
for the truth is
when love is gone
it is gone
and there is no promise
that it will return
in the eye of the storm
love sinks and cannot come back
anymore
there are no reasons
for separations
when love is broken and
beyond repair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Beauty Rises
Beauty rises
Stars set black
As dawn awakens
The unyielding skies
Beauty rises
From slumbers grasp
Drinks coffee
Dons her mask
Beauty rises
To meet the day
Another away
Another day
poem by Chuck Cowan
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Sweet Bonnie, Bonnie Lass
Sweet Bonnie, Bonnie lass
She is walking through the grass
With the wind blowing in her hair,
She is looking for the man
She calls her own and take his hand
But sadly, he is never ever there,
As she is heading back home
And again she is all alone
As again GOD had ignored her thoughts,
But sadly no one does care
What she is doing over there
As she’ll never find, what she had sought.
Sweet Bonnie, Bonnie lass
Whom I had just past
As I shied away from happily,
I have known of her before
As she had knocked upon my door
But now the door is shut and I am free,
As it was not that long ago
When she filled my heart with woe
Then threw my heart and life away,
As she smiled as though she cared
But never worried how I had faired
And goodbye to me she never did say.
Sweet Bonnie, Bonnie Lass
Love for you it never did last
And your hopes and dreams are now all gone,
Someday though you will get old
And you will be standing all alone
As you will be walking upon your lawn,
You will be seeking someone new
So you can say again, I love you
As your walking down life’s final path,
But no one will ever be there
As the winds blows though your hair
My Sweet Bonnie, Bonnie Lass.
poem by Randy McClave
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My Bonnie Lass
My Bonnie Lass From Scotland
Whom I love with all my heart
Across the sea, she came to me
From her, I shall never part.
As she is my everything
As I wander throughout my life
And like a prayer, she is always there
So now my Lass, has became my wife.
As she is the beauty
That enters into my thoughts
So now when I close my eyes, I realize
She was my victory in a battle hard fought.
My Bonnie Lass from Scotland
Whom I love with all my soul
And in my brain, she will always remain
As never will I let her go.
When I close my eyes and off to sleep
My mind though is still wide awake,
Sometimes I wonder, as though I ponder
How do I live, if from me, she GOD did take.
For I love her more than the red, red rose
That blooms in the summertime
And I will love her till, my heart stands still
Till then, I know that she is mine.
My Bonnie Lass from Scotland
You are the reason that I do live
As in this world of take, and remake
To you and only you, I will always give.
And though in times that we might fight
But in my heart I am holding your hand
I can take the pain, like the falling rain
As always I know, I am your man.
In years from now when its my time to leave
And our present will become your past
With tears in my eye, I will always cry
That I love you my Bonnie, Bonnie Lass.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Will I Look Again
As I look around me
at everything my eyes can behold
I wonder if I will ever return
to see another sunrise.
Will I look again at the rolling hills
that have enchanted me
during my holiday,
or the small harbour
where sleeping boats lay?
Will I smell the scents
of autumn’s turning winds
or see all the creatures
Mother Nature likes to bring.
Will I one day return
to enjoy the peace and beauty of it all.
Only the future holds the answer
and it’s not prepared to tell.
26 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Ghenghis Khan
Genghis Khan was a ladies man
on constant call for booty.
He’d conquer towns, and then sleep around
like it was his sacred duty.
He swept the steppes of maiden heads
on his own star search for beauty.
He tapped the ass of many a lass
from Princess to common cutie.
From his nomad home to just North of Rome
So widely spread was his chromosome
That this years Khan Reunion
Is scheduled for the Super dome
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Summer fun at the Beach
Summer fun is so grand
It's so fun too play in the sand
Summer time with family is so fun
you get to laugh and play in the sun
Running around on the beach
and for the ocean they try to reach
Summer fun is so grand
all the little kids run and play hand in hand
Get to play with a beach ball
seems like your there all day long
Making sand castles is really grand
just laughing and playing in the sand
Laughing, running, jumping, and jogging
screaming, shell collecting, beach walking and ball hogging
And all this summer fun has just begun,
I hope you read this poem when you done
poem by Attalia Gooden
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Christmas Day
A young gentleman came riding past,
On a snow blue winters day,
He asked to drink by our fire
And I was pleased to let him stay,
He drank there quietly for a while,
And then he turned and said to me,
Your eyes are green,
Like summer grass,
Your lips are red,
Like a fresh cut rose,
Your hair is soft,
Like an Irish stream,
And your voice,
Is filled with sweet beauty
And the last words I heard him say
Were I shall return,
For you,
My love,
On Christmas Day
And the night will come,
But I won't sleep,
As I watch the stars that lead him,
I cannot place where he is,
But still my heart goes with him,
I'm saving all my Sunday clothes
For the day that I'll be leaving,
Father knows,
My sister knows,
And my friends,
They're happy for me,
And the priest he says,
You should thank God,
For the blessing,
Of such beauty
And the last words
I heard him say,
Were I shall return,
For you,
My love,
On Christmas Day
I shall return,
For you,
My love,
On Christmas Day
(On Christmas Day)
(I shall return for you my love)
And the last words
I heard him say
Were the last words
I ever
Heard him say
I shall return,
For you,
My love
On Christmas Day
I swear,
I will return,
On Christmas Day,
And yes,
I shall return,
On Christmas Day,
I shall return,
For you,
On Christmas Day
My love,
I will return,
On Christmas Day
I shall return,
My love
On Christmas Day
On Christmas Day
song performed by by Dido
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Beauty awakens the soul to act.
quote by Dante Alighieri
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Beauty is, , , , , , , , , ,
.Beauty is in the eyes of beholder
Or the one who is prepared to solder
Understand and execute the spirit behind
There you have god and beauty or both to find
Child, no doubt has divine innocence
Ingredient inclusive of all essence
Yet you must see and find its presence
And feel relief when come out tense (situation)
Night and day perform their duty of cycle
Wait for no return and simply tackle
All needs of human beings and serve
What after all we think and deserve?
Trust is corner stone of everything
Belief and practice has little do or something
Yet there prevails calm and appreciation
Beauty is such thing for building the relation
Think of a stage where beauty is absent
Hatred and jealousy in all the forms very much present
You can't have sigh of relief and peace
World may seem to have near end and nothing to release
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Salty Salty
Hey sailor, what you think, hey buy a girl a drink
That was the first thing she said to me
I was on dry land but I was back at sea
She was so pretty but she was so mean
Cmon boys, Im sure youve been
Chorus:
Na, na, na, na, na salty salty
Na, na, na, na, na salty salty
Hey mama whats your name, hey whats it matter
You just tied up from your long voyage
Im sure gonna make you feel better
She was a beauty she was so good
Doin her duty now its understood
Chorus:
Hey lady, whats your game, hey can I play it
Everybody knows when the price is right
So just come out and say it
She was a beauty she was so good
Doin her duty now its understood.
(mccafferty, sweet, charlton, agnew)
Publishing copyright: m.a.c.s. music
Copyright 1986 nazareth (dunfermline) ltd., dunfermline
song performed by by Nazareth
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One Tear
Last night, when at parting
Awhile we did stand,
Suddenly starting,
There fell on my hand
Something that burned it,
Something that shone
In the moon as I turned it,
And then it was gone.
One bright stray jewel -
What made it stray?
Was I cold or cruel,
At the close of day?
Oh, do not cry, lass!
What is crying worth?
There is no lass like my lass
In the whole wide earth.
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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