Position of Yours
Positions of grand grand work are yours,
If wishes are accepted by the grandeurs;
So cure a little illness of what endures,
Find the enemy then inside that insures.
poem by Naveed Akram
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It's Grand
It's grand to be a squatter
And sit upon a post,
And watch your little ewes and lambs
A-giving up the ghost.
It's grand to be a "cockie"
With wife and kids to keep,
And find an all-wise Providence
Has mustered all your sheep.
It's grand to be a Western man,
With shovel in your hand,
To dig your little homestead out
From underneath the sand.
It's grand to be a shearer
Along the Darling-side,
And pluck the wool from stinking sheep
That some days since have died.
It's grand to be a rabbit
And breed till all is blue,
And then to die in heaps because
There's nothing left to chew.
It's grand to be a Minister
And travel like a swell,
And tell the Central District folk
To go to -- Inverell.
It's grand to be a socialist
And lead the bold array
That marches to prosperity
At seven bob a day.
It's grand to be unemployed
And lie in the Domain,
And wake up every second day --
And go to sleep again.
It's grand to borrow English tin
To pay for wharves and docks
And then to find it isn't in
The little money-box.
It's grand to be a democrat
And toady to the mob,
For fear that if you told the truth
They'd hunt you from your job.
It's grand to be a lot of things
In this fair Southern land,
But if the Lord would send us rain,
That would, indeed, be grand!
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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My grand dad
I remember you grand dad
Back since I was only three
I remember you granddad
How much you adored me
I remember you grand dad
How you made me smile
I remember you grand dad
You made my toddler years worthwhile
I remember you grand dad
Your lovely smell of tobacco
I remember you grand dad
The love for others you would show
I remember you grand dad
When I came to see you, you would give me a jellybean
I remember you grand dad
You always made me feel like a queen
I remember you grand dad
And I miss you everyday
Grand Illusion
I saw you in a dream, it hit me like a bright light
Flashing on a screen, visions of my whole life.
I used to chase the moment of desire
Back to when my young heart burned like a fire.
It was just a, nothing but a grand illusion.
Heart was quicker than the eye.
Nothing but a grand illusion,
Legend in my own mind.
I held you in my arms till the other side of midnight.
Kept you in my mind, you got me through some long nights.
Standing on the threshold of desire,
Caught between the madness and the fire.
Chorus
It was all a grand illusion.
Hand was quicker than the eye.
Nothing but a grand illusion,
Legends in our own minds.
I used to chase the moments of desire
Back to when my young heart burned like a fire.
It was just a, nothing but a, it was all a grand illusion.
Nothing but a grand illusion.
It was all a grand illusion,
Legend in my own mind.
It was just a grand illusion.
Nothing but a grand illusion.
It was just a grand illusion,
Legend in our own mind.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Cure For Me
I acquire the cure for my ills,
The solution is final for my illness.
It is death that resides in the middle of life,
I ignore when I am like a fortunate man.
The illness will be cured due to beasts,
They enter the planet through the vacuum.
The illness is again discontinued.
My Satan is conquered for all those watching
So that ill men who see can nevertheless find
The very soul to be complete.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Buckskin Bag of Gold
Last night I met him on the train--
A man with lovely eyes;
And he gave me a searching glance
Of sweet charm'd surprise!
I knew 'twas he the lady meant,
Who once my fortune told,
By his jet black eyes, his grand moustache,
And his buckskin bag of gold.
Yes! (Ha! ha!) Yes! (ha! ha!) his is the man
Who does your fortune hold!
He has jet black eyes, a grand moustache,
And a buckskin bag of gold.
Tall! (Ha! ha!) slim! (ha! ha!) quick as a flash!
And twenty two years old;
He has jet black eyes, his grand moustache,
And his buckskin bag of gold.
The dearest man you ever saw
How much I love him now!
And if I should live a thousand years,
No other hears my vow.
Like Judas--no, like Jupiter,
He look'd so brave and bold,
With his jet black eyes, his grand moustache,
And his buckskin bag of gold.
Sweet boy bring me the "Morning Call"
Perchance I'll find his name;
At the "Grand Hotel" he must have stopp'd,
I wonder when he came!
He must have charm'd those Lumpkin girls,
So haughty, proud and cold,
By his jet black eyes, his grand mousetache,
And his buckskin bag of gold.
How can I seek a name unknown?
Oh, tell me where he went!
What is this I read! why Papa's bank
Is robb'd of ev'ry cent!
The thief, it seems, left town last night,
Well, well! I'm nicely sold!
He had jet black eyes, his grand mousetache,
And his buckskin bag of gold.
poem by Henry Clay Work
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Domestic Shades-17
Wishing My Grand-son
I let my heart open
To let all my wishes soar..
Golden flowers in showers
At the behest of the Sun
Merrily sporting in the breeze
Further to Heaven zoom
Begetting blessing sprinkles all
In showers then to pour
My dear Grand-son,
On every pace of yours
Heightening you to the steeple
People to applaud thronging
As you play
On harp of your heart
Your mind your bow
A soulful life harmonious
A signature-tune your life..
Bowing to this Granny's singing
Ever on as ever
'Happy Birth Day To You....'
For ever long dear Grand-son
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The easiest time to cure an illness is before it is accepted as a part of the self-image.
quote by Jane Roberts
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My Life's Been Grand
(Merle Haggard/Terry Gordon)
My life's been grand
I been a hand at livin' it up all the way
I've had good times and bad times and hard times and done time
But life's been a blessing every day
My life's been grand
You know I'd write home and tell 'em
But they wouldn't believe how good my luck's been
And if it ended today I've been all the way
My life's been grand
My life's been grand
song performed by by George Strait
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Domestic Shades16
For angst theirs against
Infants and babies shut in classes
Montessori 'holidays' means a lot
That grand-mas are the happiest
Running behind grand children
Bleating to grand-son 'yes sir, yes sir'
Towed by grand-daughter like 'little lamb'
Boasting to daughters
Their baby care olden days..
Kept running behind me
My grand-daughter
My daughter behind her
A cypher-contest finally
Caught defeated for bath
But bath-towel crying elsewhere
Escaped to rescue, my daughter
Little wee locked in momentarily
Battled on a chaos further red mouthed
Poking 'Grandeur''s tongue
Prostrating to my back 'toothsome'...
And...
Now, I am not for Montessori Holidays
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Union Cures The Illness
For any illness,
The symptoms and signs are within oneself, but
The cure is obtaining medicines from source outside;
Whereas,
For the illness of a well jeweled mistress
Who is longing for union with lover,
She herself is the medicine,
Union cures the illness.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Grand Pu
[singing w/ ad libs] - 6X
Ooooooooooh-oooooh...
It's Grand Puuuuuuuu...
[Grand Puba over singing]
Uh... Yeah...
Grand Puba... Uh...
We bout to put it down for y'all tonight
Already... yeah...
I'd like to say peace to the Gods and the Earth
People of the universe...
Uh... I'd like to say peace..
To my Brand Nubian brothers...
Lord Jamar.. Sadat X.. Alamo!...
Uh
song performed by by Grand Puba from Understand This
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Domestic Shades 7
Sumangali Prarthanai: -
An occasion auspicious with elysian reverence
Grand-ma descended from her heavenly residence
Decades two ago was grand-ma's demise
Wished by her folks here to arise
She came now on to her life- place
Soulfully visited down to grace
Seated comfortably her photo on smiles
Lit lamps glittered on both sides
Incense smoking fragrantly into her nose
Big bindi made her majestic to pose
Garlanded with jasmine and rose
Newly dressed grand-ma there arose
Sumangalis dead to be commemorated
Sumangalis alive were feasted
Grand gastronomy for those sumangalis
With gifts of turmeric, kumkum, and flowers
Me seated there, already in shivers..
Quick as lightning after some minutes
Zap! grand-ma transited elsewhere to possess
Lady next to me fell on jigging tosses
In an abysm of fear I screamed amma.......
poem by Indira Renganathan
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In how many lives does love really play a dominant part The average taxpayer is no more capable of the grand passion than of a grand opera.
quote by Israel Zangwill
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Her Wish
her wish
is another grand wedding
on her 20th anniversary
she will have
some fireworks
and a grand ballroom
complete with
flowers and doves
and nice food...
her wish is to be
married soon.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In how many lives does love really play a dominant part? The average taxpayer is no more capable of a 'grand passion' than of a grand opera.
quote by Israel Zangwill
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Grand Illusion
Have you ever been sittin' at home watchin' television
and suddenly something comes on the TV and you say to yourself,
"Hey, how come my life ain't like that?"
Or maybe you're sittin' lookin' in a magazine,
you see some pictures, some advertising, you says,
"Man, I must really suck because my life sure ain't like that."
Did you ever feel that way? Yeah-
Well, you wanna know why your life isn't like what you see on TV
and in movies, in magazines and such, you wanna know why?
'Cause that's all bullshit! That's right-
Don't you go believing movies and TV and rock videos and all that crap, come on, I mean-
All that is is somebody else's fantasy, you know what I'm sayin' to you?
In fact, all it is is really more like a "Grand Illusion."
Welcome to the grand illusion
Come on in and see what's happenin'
Pay the price get your tickets for the show
The stage is set, the band starts playin'
Suddenly your heart is pounding
You're wishing secretly you were a star
But don't be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazine
They'll show you photographs
Of how your life should be
But they're just someone else's fantasies
So if you think your life is complete confusion
'Cause you never win the game
Just remember that it's a grand illusion
And deep inside we're all the same
We're all the same
So if you think your life is complete confusion
'Cause your neighbor's got it made
Just remember that it's a grand illusion
Deep inside we're all the same
America spells competition
Join us in our blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motor car
But someday soon we'll start to ponder
What on earth is this spell we're under
We made the grade and still we wonder
Who the hell we are
song performed by by Styx
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The Grand Illusion
Written by dennis deyoung
Lead vocals by dennis deyoung
Welcome to the grand illusion
Come on in and see whats happening
Pay the price, get your tickets for the show
The stage is set, the band starts playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
Wishing secretly you were a star.
But dont be fooled by the radio
The tv or the magazines
They show you photographs of how your life should be
But theyre just someone elses fantasy
So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because you never win the game
Just remember that its a grand illusion
And deep inside were all the same.
Were all the same...
So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because your neighbors got it made
Just remember that its a grand illusion
And deep inside were all the same.
Were all the same...
America spells competition, join us in our blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motor car
Someday soon well stop to ponder what on earths this spell were under
We made the grade and still we wonder who the hell we are
song performed by by Styx
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Grand Illusion
Oh grand illusion, like the fade away
Take me and go out and play, oh yeah
Its no intrusion, its like a rainy day
That can wash the clouds away of this pain inside
Harmony, we need harmony
Find the melody that puts our hearts in tune
Harmony, we need harmony
Simple symphony that makes us feel brand new
Oh grand illusion, like to fade away
Take me and go out and play, oh yeah
Its no intrusion, its like a rainy day
That can wash the clouds away of this pain inside
Harmony, we need harmony
Find the melody that puts our hearts in tune
Harmony, we need harmony
Simple symphony that makes us feel brand new
Harmony, harmony
Oh grand illusion, like to fade away
Take me and go out and play, oh yeah
Its no intrusion, its like a rainy day
That can wash the clouds away of this pain inside
Come on now, boy, put it on the line
Take some space just to ease your mind
And to think it through
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Recipe For Happiness Khaborovsk Or Anyplace
One grand boulevard with trees
with one grand cafe in sun
with strong black coffee in very small cups.
One not necessarily very beautiful
man or woman who loves you.
One fine day.
Submitted by Britton
poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
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