Symbolic Gesture
A symbol has been born, of vitality,
Offering the world the chance to bind.
Bonds of luxury are acting like flowers
Of every colour, of every degree.
The world has surmounted the role
Of protector, protection is the symbol.
A symbolic gesture has actuated the real
Demand for authority to be exact.
The exact aims of a generation are upon us,
Their fences are of wood, wooden bricks.
poem by Naveed Akram
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One Light: Three Primary Colors
Red is the colour of blood that flows in the body of all creatures given birth
Green is the colour of grass that like a carpet covers a lot of the soil of earth
Blue is the colour of sky that surrounds this world and is of an infinite girth
All three colours come from a Single Source having an Immeasurable worth.
Red is also the colour of danger and a symbol which indicates all to beware
Green is also the colour of the leaves that most of the plants and trees wear
Blue is also the colour of water that covers most of this world which is fair
Three colours are the original blend of all those others found in nature there.
Red is also the colour of anger, passion or pain that is expressed, felt and seen
Green is also the colour of something natural an indication of where it has been
Blue is also the colour of Infinity and the light glowing in a mind which is clean
And all three colours are shades of One Light the essence of all universal sheen.
Of all the three colours I like blue the most as it seems to be uniquely sublime
It speaks to me of loftier and deeper things that were experienced in my prime
It also represents the colour of the biggest phenomena known to man in time
Being a symbol of That in which all exists and from which all began to chime.
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Note:
There are many other colors but as far as those which form the basis of technology there are only three i.e; as in a R.G.B. monitor and screen projector etc.
poem by George Krokos
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Autumn Is Brown!
The colour of Autumn is brown
Like the leaves of Spring are crown!
The colour of Winter is white
Like the Summer heat at its height!
Falling dry leaves are symbol of Autumn
After flowers of Spring with bees hum!
Autumn is the symbol of wisdom ever
After rich growth of fruits in Spring sure!
Rain in Autumn is joyful as in heaven
Just as for the birds trees are haven!
Autumn ever denotes mental maturity
Just as fully grown flowers of beauty!
poem by Ramesh T A
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The Colour Of Freedom
The colour of freedom, a symbol of passion
A sign of emotion will show you the way
The colour of freedom for every nation
The heartbeat of peace has never an end
The colour of freedom, a symbol of passion
A sign of emotion will show you the way
The colour of freedom
The colour of freedom and hope
Danger - I wanna guide you trough
To cold in a world, to hot to defend yourself
I'm here to protect you,
Love you, hold you, that's what I told you
Talking - until the morning light
Hold my body tight all night
In my fantasy I turn you on
The dream is over, are you gone?
We are - in a strange situation
You and me as one - no declaration
I say the words you long to hear
Is there anything, I have to fear
Love - it's a prime temptation
Think abouth togetherness - a combination
Is there a price we have to pay
The colour of freedom will show you the way
You're so different - unique like a melody
The harder I try, the better is the remedy
Power energy do you have a memory
Take my hand in reality
Can we try again, just one more time
Can the love we found, be back as yours and mine
So much we need to share
Send me a smile and show you care
I'm searching for the beat, the beat of your heart
Once again let me be a part
A part of your life, a part of your love
A part of what I'm dreaming of
One more chance, we gonna taste it
Now or never, no time to waste it
Is there a price we have to pay
The colour of freedom will show you the way
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Bloody Luxury
(coverdale)
Now when I first met you
I was rolling along,
Just a bar room crooner
Singing heartbreak songs,
An I supposed I could never get next to you
But, you seemed quite happy with my company
You kept my body heat steady at 103,
With your mouth full of gimme
An your body full of much obliged
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Youre a five star woman,
An you know what to give
To fill a part time loser
Full of reasons to live,
But, theres no doubt about it
Im taking a chance on you
Becos you get my heart beating heavy,
Make my knees go weak
You get me so damn nervous
I can hardly speak,
But, nothings gonna stop me
Hanging on my good luck charm
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Sonnet- The World Today(8)
The world of men, women do live in sin;
The problems of today, how do you solve?
If man corrects micro-cosmos within,
The macro-cosmos will sooner resolve.
Tho’ Science has gone to planets and the stars,
The world’s leaders play religion’s trump-card!
To make or break the fragile peace: star-wars;
Bringing a role for the rhetoric by bard.
All men forget, belong they to one race;
And Science is not to destroy all mankind!
Solutions good come when on a love base;
To God’s tenets on earth, we all must bind.
Can earth become a paradise? Never;
Till men can their satanic bonds sever.
poem by John Celes
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Relations
We were all born,
With much pain,
To the one who bore us
And
To us,
Who were born.
We all came
Wailing our way
Into this world.
We are all
Destined
To wither away
Like the leaves of the fall.
But,
Till then,
Till we are green and strong,
Till we stick to the branches
Of the tree called
World.
We thrive.
Nurture ourselves
With the sap
Of life,
Called “love”.
Flowing in our blue veins
From the unseen,
Impalpable bonds.
Some of which,
We are born in,
Others we bore.
Some,
We are thrown into,
Others being co incidents
Or
“Accidents”.
We all know,
We will
One day
Disappear alone,
Never to rise again
As u, me, she or he.
But
these unseen
Impalpable bonds
among ourselves,
keeps us
Rooted
to the big tree
Of belonging,
Of being needed,
Of being cared for.
Making the tree
More green,
More strong,
More nourishing
For
“Generations”
Who will enter
This world
With much pain
Just like us
“Wailing”.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Dipping Low
I went around the world till I found the right spot.
It was ultra sweet and just a little bit hot.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Now if you get down there you'll be doin' it right.
Yeah, once you got it you better hold on tight.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin' low in the lap of luxury.
Now if you wanna break down I'll hold my head up high.
I'm a good mechanic, I'll go over you in style.
Dippin low in the lap of luxury.
Dippin low in the lap of luxury.
song performed by by ZZ Top
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Give The People In The World A Chance
Give the people in the world
A chance to embrace peace
Give the people in the world
A chance to make friends
Give the people in the world
A chance for a better education
So it can help them to get
A better paying job
Give the people in the world
A chance for them to love each other
Give a chance for the people in the world to pray
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn
To be happy
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn
To eat healthy
And to learn to take better care of their health
Give a chance for the people in the world to learn how to relax
And to learn how to cope with their anger
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The World With Me
i came to this world to be sad
i came to this world to cry
the world with me became bad
and the pain of life is all mine
the world started to burn
started being hotter
in the day that i was born
i was brought here to suffer
birds stopped singing
flowers didnt smell
from all the hate that i bring
because i came from hell
the world without me was better
the world was fine
everyhting will be good later
in the day that ill die
poem by Qendresa Ulaj
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Into how many parts would you divide the child after Divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many insane parts would you divide your new-born child’s eternal happiness; after your treacherously vindictive divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many heartless parts would you divide your new-born child’s invincible freedom; after your venomously unbearable divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many ribald parts would you divide your new-born child’s unsurpassable creativity; after your lethally unceremonious divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many salacious parts would you divide your new-born child’s majestic destiny; after your lecherously ignominious divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many emotionless parts would you divide your new-born child’s triumphant spirit; after your contemptuously debasing divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many terrorizing parts would you divide your new-born child’s unbridled fantasies; after your abhorrently cadaverous divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many excruciating parts would you divide your new-born child’s humanitarian blood; after your cold-bloodedly cannibalistic divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many tyrannized parts would you divide your new-born child’s unconquerable artistry; after your violently besmirching divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many reproachful parts would you divide your new-born child’s redolent playfulness; after your despicably devastating divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many sacrilegious parts would you divide your new-born child’s impregnable mischief; after your sadistically bemoaning divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many wanton parts would you divide your new-born child’s impeccable integrity; after your hedonistically carnivorous divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many ghoulish parts would you divide your new-born child’s limitless fertility; after your mindlessly malicious divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many diabolical parts would you divide your new- born child’s infallible innocence; after your unforgivably truculent divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many vengeful parts would you divide your new-born child’s uninhibited cries; after your preposterously bigoted divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many criminal parts would you divide your new-born child’s princely silkenness; after your tempestuously confounding divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many satanic parts would you divide your new-born child’s tiny brain; after your barbarously ungainly divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many sadistic parts would you divide your new-born child’s unlimited curiosity; after your egregiously dastardly divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many carnivorous parts would you divide your new-born child’s parental longing; after your inanely decrepit divorce?
And you might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but tell me; into how many goddamned parts would you divide your new-born child’s immortal love; after your devilishly vituperative divorce?
©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
poem by Nikhil Parekh
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On Autumn´s Earth
This is the beginning
Now carry me away
On to the faraway new day
That now is born to play
Yes this is the beginning
Moments dreamed and found
Everything in its singing
That comes again around
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
On autumn´s earth
Yesterdays were all turning
In their beat´s echo heart
Forever in lay and burning
Poles and miles apart
Flames of their color giving
All that came from within
Days their dreams own living
As worlds take their spin
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
On autumn´s earth
Swept away in their call
Dreams that were carried on
Love songs of colors fall
Until their moments are gone
You and I had our calling
Dreams that were not to be
Now like autumn earth's falling
All that we had is now free
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
On autumn´s earth
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
On autumn´s earth
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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On Autumns Earth
This is the beginning
Now carry me away
On to the faraway new day
That now is born to play
Yes this is the beginning
Moments dreamed and found
Everything in its singing
That comes again around
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
On autumn´s earth
Yesterdays were all turning
In their beat´s echo heart
Forever in lay and burning
Poles and miles apart
Flames of their color giving
All that came from within
Days their dreams own living
As worlds take their spin
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
On autumn´s earth
Swept away in their call
Dreams that were carried on
Love songs of colors fall
Until their moments are gone
You and I had our calling
Dreams that were not to be
Now like autumn earth's falling
All that we had is now free
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
Times of days and worth
Each their together role
On autumn´s earth
Flowers on autumn´s earth
Reaching their own goal
On autumn´s earth
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Still A Woman
How can one feel good with gender discrimination?
When all sorts of abuses are openly advocated and thrust upon
this assumes greater degree of recognition when it is racially oriented
not a word about atrocity is said or lamented
How do I feel as woman in such matter?
Is it not the global concern or subject matter?
One can come to the conclusion and draw the inference
how many countries still suffer in its presence?
Skin color is their main enemy and source of indignation
People may want their company for sexual relation
Women are considered to be a sex symbol
Even today they have to suffer a lot and face the call
Women can't be raised to dignified level
In many countries they have done exceedingly well
Yet many countries subject them to cruelty and humiliation
They have always faced indignity with existence in question
Time and again it has been warned for their condition
Several laws are in force that causes intimidation
There is lot more yet to be done for their enlistment
Women all over world have strengthened the movement
Nature has given them weak role to play
Even thought they have functioned in peaceful way
Some of the women had to under go male domination
Yet that has not upset the existing relation
Any role for women must lead to their safety
Status and position should be given as per their capacity
We have not liberated them in real sense
Domination has still remained with its essence
How can we play decisive role for their honor?
The most important impediments are cast, creed and color
The race and religion is also not lagging behind
We got to give serious consideration and find
No doubts females can ever be equated with that of males
Yet they have succeeded in many fields and not failed
They have come out with impressive records
We can certainly think about it and look forward
World has yet to recognize their skill and grant equal status
Even though they are coming up fast in our radius
Still more is needed to be done for improving their standard
We have to look beyond and not backward
There is no denying fact that women have suffered in all the ages
We have kept them under captivity and poorly managed
We have done nothing to alleviate their sufferings
Even though they have come up of their own offering
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ugly Flowers
Ugly flower
Anything in
The world...?
No...
Not its...
Beauty...
Very beauty flowers
Are there...
Normal flowers also
Are there...
Ugly flowers
Are not in
The world...
Many ugly flowers
Are born on some
Bleady people
Sole and mind only...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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If
If all the world were funny
I could laugh it away.
If all the world were sad
I could cry night and day.
If all the world were kind
I could soothe my soul.
If all the world were mean
I could play a friendly role.
If all the world were ugly
I could close my eyes to its sight.
If all the world were beauty
I could indulge in delight.
If all the world were peaceful
I could capture calm.
If all the world were love
I could offer to all my palm.
And if all the ifs can never be
then what's to become of you and me?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Happy Family
playing the role of the happy family,
acting carefully like a perfect family,
putting a lie,
in everyone's eye,
making promises that can't be broken,
putting smiles that can't be taken,
feeling bad and not happy,
but being good at acting happy.
playing the role of the happy family,
father, mother, sister and brother,
but none of them bothers,
everyone is all alone.
talking in a different phone,
talking with a different language,
eating at the same table everyday,
acting happy by every way,
playing the role of the happy family
but there is always the quite,
for every single day and night.
wearing a faked smile,
letting between each one of them, a mile
watching together the television,
but each one is seeing it from his vision,
trying to love and care,
but they can't even share,
each one is in adifferent place.
wearing a big mask on his or her face
a mask of a big smile like a clown,
as all of them are living in a different town,
but still playing the role of the happy family,
still acting like a happy family
still wanting to make us believe that they are a family.
poem by Sarah Abu Zeid
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To a daughter
I give to you long golden hair.
offering nothing that love can bring,
but just the richest yellow glow
that makes men look at women.
I give to you two ruby lips
offering nothing that love can bring,
but just the sexiest coloring
that makes men look at women.
I give to you two emerald eyes,
offering nothing that love can bring,
but just a magical haunting gleam
that makes men look at women.
I give to you a heart all true
offering everything that you need,
it will not bring you anything
that makes men look at women.
I give to you a clever brain
offering everything that you need,
to take you through the life we lead
and make folk respect women.
I give to you the power to know
which ones to choose, which way to go
and more that this I give you soul
a power to make you grow and grow.
And when I leave you, when I die
I'll give to you the earth and skies
the grass, the trees and endless seas
that colour the world for you and me.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Bigger Picture
Im starting to see a bigger picture
Im beginning to colour it in
Im starting to see a bigger picture
Im beginning to colour it in
My soul the sky, my heart a sun
My mind a world - my only one
My thoughts the people, the world around
My dreams the kings - or the clowns
Im starting to see a bigger picture
Im beginning to colour it in
Im starting to see a bigger picture
Im beginning to colour it in
The continents and the seven oceans
Bound the range of my emotions
My time is long but not forever
My moods are the changing wind and weather
Im starting to see a bigger picture
Im beginning to colour it in
Im starting to see a bigger picture
Im beginning to colour it in
Colour it in !
Colour it in !
song performed by by Waterboys
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Born and Delivered
Smiles and flowers awaited my birth,
Named even before being born
I was the one they wanted
The one they waited for.
A girl, true to type,
Welcomed & celebrated by all.
The first born
The darling babe
Of uncles & aunts
Cousin brothers & sisters
& most importantly of my dad & ma
My name was well considered & discussed
It had to be universal & yet a symbol
of all that is good & pure
So it was Joy
A joy to all
My name a reminder to me
To be a joy to all
& yet the world around closing in on me
Each passing day
Telling my folks that after all
A girl is a girl
Be it joy or otherwise
They didn't waver
Or lose their faith or hope
When their ‘joy' returned
Deserted & lost cursing her fate
Of being born but not delivered
Of the age old burden
of being a woman
With her daughters
Unwanted & slighted
Their arms opened wide
To embrace not one but three
Joys to their aging bosoms
Born and delivered.
poem by Joy Kirt Sidhu
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The Symbol Of Trust
It is about you and me,
And it is about lust and love;
But where is the symbol of trust?
It is about a boy and a girl,
And it is about a man and a woman;
But where is the symbol of trust?
Allegations and manoevres,
But a better classroom will make the difference!
For today i have met you.
Who is telling the truth and, who is telling the lie?
For i am only human and do make mistakes at times;
But where is the my lover to satisfy me?
There is no pity in war!
And you are fighting bullets with stones;
But, where is the love that you promised me?
It is about the mind of peace and the mind at war,
And it is about you and i on this love;
But where is the symbol of trust?
It is about the world that we live in,
And it is about the lust of the people than love;
But where is the symbol of trust?
Now i know where this world is heading towards.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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