You Are In Triumph
I wail and wince at your triumphs,
Whilst my urges grow stronger everyday.
The garments of beauty on my body
Outweigh the weight on my mind.
It is rich help, hoarse speech, humourous talk,
That aids and works for the future.
Yet your triumphant hour awaits,
And my little men and women are aware.
Let this be a lesson for those in rage
To withhold their beat of drums, even in fits of kindness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Beat Goes On
Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da
Wait till you have reached the age
Blah blah
History has turned the page
Blah blah
We still want to hear a brand new thing
Uh huh
We still need a song to sing
Uh huh
And the beat goes on (6x)
Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da
Love is a thirsting, lasting on my mind
From tomorrow until the end of time
And the beat goes on (4x)
And the beat goes
And the beat goes
And the beat goes on
Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da
We still move to a rhythm just like this
We still dream of sharing our first kiss
And the beat goes on (4x)
Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brain
La-dee-da-dee-dee
La-dee-da-dee-da
Well our kids are turning faster everyday (everyday)
We still want to dance the night away
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on...
(to fade)
song performed by by Britney Spears
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Confusion
I feel so
Confusion
What am I supposed to do with you
I love and hate you
My feelings grow stronger and stronger each and everyday
People tell me the only is to forget you is to date someone else, but
I can't because I'm going to feel guilty that I still love you
Every time I see your smile
I melt
Every time I hear your voice
My heart beat fast
I can't make my mind up about you
I'm feeling like I trap in your hole
I can't get out
You make me love you and want to be with you more and more each and everyday
I feel so
Confusion
I'm screw up
I keep sayings things I want to take back
My friends are mad at me
I need to learn from mistakes I make
I need to move on with my life, but
I need some help first
So whatever advices anyone give
It won't help
I need to talk to him
I don't know
I'm so
Confusion
poem by Christina Phan
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Let the Beat Control Your Body
-a- anita ; r - ray
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat contol your body
R: now the my beat control your body!
R: let my beat / let my beat
A: control your body/ the beat is running throw your vains/ control your body /when you let it penetrate your brain!
R: the booming system which plays in places / move your system, change these spaces / when Im on the mic you cant refuse / no one ever came to preach, I came to amuse / techno making; no mista
Never faking / always breaking it down, hey to a party / now let my beat control your body!
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: now let my beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: let my beat / let my beat
A: control your body/ the beat is running throw your vains/ control your body /when you let it penetrate your brain!
R: its my beat now / its my beat
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body, yeah...
R: let my beat / let my beat
R: down with the forces how we go / the second to first just you to show / you just cant stand still cause you gotta move / you feel the bass line you feel the groove / my beat accepts you jus
You are / it drives you away just like a fast car / its my beat, it belongs to me / so let my beat control your body!
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: let the beat control your body!
A: let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body / let the beat control your body
R: now let my beat control your body!
A: control your body/ the beat is running throw your vains/ control your body /when you let it penetrate your brain!
A: let the beat control your body!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited (1996)
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Body Talk
I can tell
By the way you stare at me
(talk):
Its deep...real deep
Your minds messed up
Words just dont come easily
(talk):
It should be natural
Your invitation...baby
Turned my head around
Quiet conversation
Language without sound
Body talk...work your body
Everybody let your body talk
Body talk...work your body
Everybody needs some body talk
The guy with me
Hes just a friend of mine
(talk)
Its purely platonic
So if youre tuff enuff
Baby step across the line
(talk)
Girlfriend dont bite
My imagination...baby
Bound to blow my mind
Body talk...work your body
Everybody let your body talk
Body talk...work your body
Everybody needs some body talk
Body talk
I can hear your body talk
Speak to me baby
Body talk
I can hear your body talk
Speak to me baby
Body talk
I can hear your body talk
Body talk
I can hear your body, body, body, body
Talk
I get the picture...baby
Come on over here
Your lips aint moving
But I hear you loud and clear
(chorus out)
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Wail! , Wail! ! , Wail! ! ! for HAITI.
Wail, ! Wail, ! ! Wail for HAITI! ! ! ! ! !
Wail for the sight is Gory,
Wail for the deaths of these Infants
Wail for the deaths of these women, ; young, and Old
Wail for the loss of the productive workforce of this Nation
Wail for the Calamity that came within few seconds to claim thousands of lives.
Wail for the loss of generations of this Land called Haiti
Wail for the Unconsolable mothers, and fathers for the loss of their loved ones
Wail, if you have tears in your tear glands,
Wail, if you have heart that is meek
May the Almighty console us all, for the sights of the dead in the rubbles too frightening to look.
poem by Segun Rasaki
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America needs every one of us to lend our energy, our talents, our ambition to making our nation better and stronger. I believe that with all my heart. That's why “Stronger Together” is not just a lesson from our history. It's not just a slogan for our campaign. It's a guiding principle for the country we've always been and the future we're going to build. A country where the economy works for everyone, not just those at the top. Where you can get a good job and send your kids to a good school, no matter what zip code you live in. A country where all our children can dream, and those dreams are within reach. Where families are strong… communities are safe… And yes, love trumps hate. That's the country we're fighting for. That's the future we're working toward.
quote by Hillary Clinton
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Poetry Book III - Pupil
Iris
You are so beautiful.
Look how detailed you are…
Iris galaxy surrounding the core.
The beauty is not far…
It is not possible to escape…
The beauty you are.
Oppressed Color
Dark layer on top.
Stronger than the light.
Hard to understand for some…
The natural courage.
But do not question what is…
Your dark beauty is not simply beautiful…
It is a gift from natural courage.
"Do Not Copy"
Find your own.
Do not be impatient…
It sits in your depth,
Waiting for your wisdom to arrive.
No need for envy.
When there is only beauty…
The beauty that awaits for your wisdom
To arrive.
Light
You work with it,
It works with you.
You choose it,
It has already chosen you.
To See
Another human…
A variation of who you are.
But if the mind is imprisoned,
It is not possible to see…
The pupil.
Written October 07,2012
poem by Erica Borges
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A Highly Evolved Being
A highly evolved being
would not kill,
A highly evolved being,
would meditate and be still.
A highly evolved being
is “positively aware”
of everything including
birds in the air.
A highly evolved being
enjoys everything
and needs nothing.
They do not need see evil to be
“Postively Aware”.
For a highly evolved being
only shares,
and really cares
For all are ALL ONE,
from the same source,
For life becomes a meditation
and everything is a part of the whole,
everything works together
helping each other grow.
Grow and become the best
that they can be,
To be an effect on the future
and make it filled with merriness and glee.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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I think the drummer should sit back there and play some drums, and never mind about the tunes. Just get up there and wail behind whoever is sitting up there playing the solo. And this is what is lacking, definitely lacking in music today.
quote by Buddy Rich
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Dance Between Two Women
Thank you for the flowers you brought me today
And thank you for the kindness you showed me today
No love can be stronger than between two strong women
No man can ever know the dance between two women
We can dance... my lady... may I have this dance?
Thank you for the wisdom the knowing from inside
And thank you for the comfort only a woman can provide
No man can ever know the dance between two women
Love cant be stronger than between two strong women
We can dance... my lady... may I have this dance?
Thank you for the strength without a need for power
And thank you for the rhythym, the sacred circle
Love cant be stronger than between two strong women
No man can ever know the dance between two women
Like you and i
We can dance... my lady... may I have this dance?
song performed by by Jewel
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The Drums of Battersea
They can’t hear in West o’ London, where the worst dine with the best—
Deaf to all save lies and laughter, they can’t hear in London West—
Tailored brutes and splendid harlots, and the parasites that be—
They can’t hear the warning thunder of the Drums of Battersea.
More drums! War drums!
Drums of Misery—
Beating from the hearts of men—the Drums of Battersea.
Where the hearses hurry ever, and where man lives like a beast,
They can feel the war-drums beating—men of Hell! and London East.
And the far-off foreign farmers, fighting fiercely to be free,
Found new courage in the echo of the Drums of Battersea.
More drums! War drums!
Beating for the free—
Beating on the hearts of men—the Drums of Battersea.
And the drummers! Ah! the drummers!—stern and haggard men are those
Standing grimly at their meetings; and their washed and mended clothes
Speak of worn-out wives behind them and of grinding poverty—
But the English of the English beat the Drums of Battersea!
More drums! War drums!
Drums of agony—
The big bruised heart of England’s in the Drums of Battersea.
Where in fields slave Englishwomen, Oh! the sound of drums is there:
I have heard it in the laughter of the nights of Leicester Square—
Sailing southward with the summer, London but a dream to me,
Still I feel the distant thunder of the Drums of Battersea!
More drums! War drums!
Drums of Liberty—
Rolling round the English world—the Drums of Battersea.
Oh! I heard them in the Queen’s Hall—aye! and London heard that night—
While we formed up round the leaders while they struck one blow for right!
And the old strength, that old fire, that I thought was dead in me,
Blazed up fiercely at the beating of the Drums of Battersea!
More drums! War drums!
They beat for victory—
When above the roar of Jingoes rolled the Drums of Battersea.
And where’er my feet may wander, and howe’er I lay my head,
I shall hear them while I’m dreaming—I shall hear them when I’m dead!
For they beat for men and women, beat for Christ, and you and me:
There is hope and there is terror in the Drums of Battersea!
More drums! War drums!
Drums of destiny—
There’s hope!—there’s hope for England in the Drums of Battersea.
poem by Henry Lawson
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So Little Kindness
I cant believe it after so long
How can the memories really be gone
Now I dont deny its over
But why must you be so cold
I cant believe it
So little kindness
Yeah baby thats too bad
Saw you this evening out on the town
You went outta your way just to put me down
Now why got this chip on your sholder
When I dont even love you no more
I cant belive it
So little kindness
Baby its sad
cause we cont even talk about the little things
After this love we had
So little kindness
Baby thats too bad
So sad child child
Dont worry baby
Im not gonna stand in your way
Now that its gone
Our love is strong
No matter what you say
So little kindness
Youre so blind
That you cant even recognize a real thing
When it was yours and mine
So little kindness
After all this time
So little kindness
Baby its sad
Cause we cant even talk about anything
After what we once had
So little kindness
So little kindness
So little kindness
Im looking for some kindness
I need some kindness
Can I just have some kindness
Give me some kindness
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Beat! Beat! Drums!
BEAT! beat! drums!--Blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows--through doors--burst like a ruthless force,
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation;
Into the school where the scholar is studying;
Leave not the bridegroom quiet--no happiness must he have now with
his bride;
Nor the peaceful farmer any peace, plowing his field or gathering his
grain;
So fierce you whirr and pound, you drums--so shrill you bugles blow.
Beat! beat! drums!--Blow! bugles! blow!
Over the traffic of cities--over the rumble of wheels in the streets:
Are beds prepared for sleepers at night in the houses? No sleepers
must sleep in those beds; 10
No bargainers' bargains by day--no brokers or speculators--Would they
continue?
Would the talkers be talking? would the singer attempt to sing?
Would the lawyer rise in the court to state his case before the
judge?
Then rattle quicker, heavier drums--you bugles wilder blow.
Beat! beat! drums!--Blow! bugles! blow!
Make no parley--stop for no expostulation;
Mind not the timid--mind not the weeper or prayer;
Mind not the old man beseeching the young man;
Let not the child's voice be heard, nor the mother's entreaties;
Make even the trestles to shake the dead, where they lie awaiting the
hearses, 20
So strong you thump, O terrible drums--so loud you bugles blow.
poem by Walt Whitman
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Law of our existence.
Knowing or not everybody works out the law,
Doing what is in their mind without a flaw,
One attracts with thoughts of positive or negative,
The other plays it out by became the executive.
Criminal deeds are done with uncontrolled urges,
So are good deeds from the heart's messages,
But there are some who have hatred or greed,
In the meantime plays goody-goody, pays dearly for this deed.
Who works for the devil will get their punishment,
Both the thinker, so is the doer both had same commitment,
But those who choose peace, kindness & understanding,
Will live in peace, true contentment & happiness never ending.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Elevation of Mood
My moods shall beg again, too far and away,
Their complication is advanced and to stay.
Certain jokes penetrate the mind if humourous,
When too humourous, the little jokes are marvellous.
Enter a menace to exit the stream, it delights,
For the hiding of our thoughts and our appetites.
Birthrights let minds envelop certain tasks,
To be afterwards rewarded like flasks.
These small containers contain beautiful milk
And to drink this leads to your ilk.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Stronger Than Cancer, Bob
I felt different, a little tired
worn out, ill here and there
visit the Doctor, did some test
took some picture, waited for the results
A spot in me started small, got bigger
Time will tell, not a good sign
here came the shock
the bad word no one wants
but I take it stride cause i can beat it.
I am strong, I have will, the power to go on
my new slogan Stronger Than Cancer
no one will beat me down
I will grow old, see my boys grow
see them wed, see their kids
I will not give, , no matter when
Stronger Than Cancer
hope will rally, cures to be found
Meds to take, no fakes
I will survive, fight for life
pain will never go, mind so strong
prayers needed, prayers answered
the fight never ends, I will not bend
till the end. I am Stronger Than Cancer
Thanks Brothers, Sisters, Friends and Mother
for the love of me.I will survive
Strong Than Cancer, Bob
poem by Michael Peterson
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Ballad Of Cleo & Joe
Every morning the clock kicks off the beat.
Little Joe struggles just to get up on his feet.
Waits in his platforms for the right train to come.
Sipping his coffee another day has begun
Little Joe got work for minimum wage
Tries to get through another dead beat day
At five a clock he comes home to change
takes him many hours just to rearrange
And he works his body just to be somebody
There's a woman in the mirror looking like a dream
And he works his body and he feels somebody
and the working boy becomes a dancing queen
And he works his body just to be somebody.
There's a woman in the mirror looking like a dream.
And he works his body just to feel somebody
and the working boy becomes a dancing queen.
Every night the DJ kicks off the beat.
Little Cleo's jumping just to get up on her feet.
Waits in her platforms for the right song to come.
Sipping her cocktail another night has begun.
And he works his body just to be somebody.
There's a woman in the mirror looking like a dream.
And he works his body and he feels somebody
and the working boy became a dancing queen.
Every morning the clock kicks off the beat
Little Joe struggles just to get up on his feet.
Waits in his platforms for the right train to come...
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper from Sisters Of Avalon
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Ghana's Most Beautiful
When drums are head
when beads on the ankle rattle
when flute gives it traditional rhythm
one thing comes in mind, the lives of our fathers
the rhythm of their heart beat.
Their quest for unity. We display them
We are Ghana's most beautiful
the eyes of our region.
We represent our culture and the beauty of
Ghanaians.
Our culture and hospitality makes alien natives
of our land
we are Ghana's most beautiful.
We are women of diverse culture
but common history.
We use beauty to promote unity
we use beauty to discourage conflict.
We use beauty to tell you, your history.
We are Ghana's most beautiful
the eyes of our society.
poem by Lovett Listowell
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Incarceration
In the darkest corner, I hide,
afraid of my inner thoughts
that no one will ever hear.
My pen resists the urges to write them down
as misunderstood they would be.
Afraid the sins of my mind
will spill out to others too.
They remain trapped within
a tormented mind unable
to escape to fruition,
which is better that way.
Least there they cannot
tarnish other saintly minds.
Inside they must dwell
until my body decays
and my mind no longer
thinks of urges to play
on the innocent of heart.
27 August 2012
poem by David Harris
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A Lesson In Living
What words expel the conscious
leaving the mind to wander aimless
Where history haunts like a ghost
Forever watched by the days past
Then to the future that great unknown
The words and phrases of a mortal fear
Hold present in each taken breath
What awaits, what awaits
Anticipation burns beneath the skin
A fiery torment of a busy mind
The levels of observation and judgment
Overwhelm a tired soul
Love a word of just four letters
Becomes a saviour to behold
A creation of countless misunderstandings
Bore into the world into the conscious
A daily never ending cascade of thought
Each one becoming a lesson in living
poem by Matthew Holloway
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