A ramshackle piano in a junk yard!
I cannot play any instrument
But I can hoot aloud against the unjust!
I just pressed a reed and in a low pitch
I heard this; ' Frederic Francois Chopin,
Do you remember a Polish pianist?
I suffered from poor health
And I died in Paris in 1849
At the age of 39.'
I want to say him that I have been to Gdynia
And I saw apple cheek beautiful girls in the dance of Mazurkas.
But I was dumbfound and I felt like a dummy run in the life theater
Or behind the stage as an unkempt underprivileged!
To my friend robyn selters in gra
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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I don't know where there can be so many pianists as in Paris, so many asses and so many virtuosi.
quote by Frederic Chopin
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Twin Dummy
dummy says
I have dreams
frightening screams
I have dreams
dummy says
it's too late
big mistake
it's too late
the circus left without me
and I'm alone with you now
dummy says
stay with me
talk to me
stay with me
dummy says
holiday
come and play
holiday
big top
carousel
cotton candy
where am I?
fun house
acrobat
fortune teller
all of me, all fades away
dummy says
my dear friend
here you stand
my right hand
dummy says
'til the end
my dear friend
my right hand
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song performed by by Voivod
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Essence of the Village and new dawn!
Soot over the chimney
And hoot wakes up the moody.
A Man wears an overall
With a spade he puts charcoal.
Moves slowly the steam engine
Early in the morning!
Train goes passing meadows
Cows eat the grass
Ferry crosses and the church bell rings
Village awakes!
The baker rolls the dough
A man with a plough,
The van brings the newspapers from the town
And the middle aged skinny driver's strange behaviour
With the widowed milkmaid turned into a new folklore
And sooner or later that definitely goes to the paper?
to my faraway poet friend robyn selters in gratitude!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Do Not Just Sit There
we are here in this theater of life
choose your mask if you want one
take it if you need it
be in whatever form you like
ugly? you look ugly? cover it and then look
just fine
beautiful? are you beautiful? show it
in this theater of life
we are called upon to be ourselves
in whatever shape we take
cool? you want to be cool? then be cool.
shy? you want to be shy? then be shy.
now, let us take the dance floor
do not refuse my last offer
let us dance because the music is playing and
the band had taken a week for the rehearsing
hold my hand, follow my steps and do not look down
look at me and follow me
use the instinct of life
we shall now dance the last dance of life
the best dance ever
the sweetest ever
now that i have you and you are beside me
let me guide you
to the zest of life to the best of what life has to offer
this is the last dance
please do not be shy
please do not die.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The White Dance
1. Music again is heard.
The pianist stood up to name a dance.
And in the view of all
I go to You to have now my chance.
R.: I ask today for dancing only You, and You from all.
And that's not a mistake, that a dance is waltz.
Like a wind whirl the dance will turn us,
Oh, this white dance will surely serve us,
If it will make us real friends tonight.
2. Waltz fly above the earth,
Kind as a friend, and white as a snow.
May be this waltz for long
We shall remember in our thoughts.
R.
song, music by David Tukhmanov, lyrics by I. Shaferan, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Beautiful Music
Before I knew that I was blessed
When I was just like the rest of the people
Who never let dreams in their minds
Music would play and say
Maybe you're wastin' your time
Before I knew what good could be
When I couldn't see the need or the reason
For trusting in me or my star
Music would play and say
Hey, what a dummy you are!
And when I heard all the words about passion
Singin' to me about love of a fashion
That I never heard anywhere else
That's when I said,
"Gotta get some of that for myself"
And when I heard about hurtin' and healin'
Beautiful words about beautiful feelings
What lots of believin' could do
Beautiful music, I knew it just had to be true
You're beautiful
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Before I saw my life in lights
When I couldn't taste the nights I was missin'
I'd listen alone in my bed
And music would sing to me
Things no one else even said
And when I heard all the words about passion
Singin' to me about love of a fashion
That I never heard anywhere else
That's when I said,
"Gotta get some of that for myself"
And when I heard about hurtin' and healin'
Beautiful words about beautiful feelings
What lots of believin' could do
Beautiful music, I knew it just had to be true
You're beautiful
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Beautiful Music
Beautiful, Beautiful Music
Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful Music
Beautiful, Beautiful Music
Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful Music
Beautiful, Beautiful Music
Beautiful, Beautiful Music
-acapo
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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The Day the Piano Came
His fingers caressed the new, shiny keys, pulling out the strings
of Chopin melodies and chords that tugged at the heart.
We had never heard anything so beautiful as the gentle notes
that rolled into my ears, soft and warm. I shivered
in this warmth. It was too beautiful. This man
was a genius, bringing us this new and beautiful happiness.
That night, while everyone slept, I crept downstairs
and sat at the new piano. The smooth white glistened
under my curious fingertips. They itched to play.
This was a real piano.
I had never seen such an elegantly monstrous instrument,
and it was right here, in my house, under my fingers.
I was wrapped in bliss that night, and in the years
that followed, that silent piano brought me peace.
poem by Zoe Guillory
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This Is Our Dance
(words & music by reed - stephens)
We had a real good evening
Now all our friends are leaving
Soon well be alone
Wait till everybody has gone
Then play just one more song
cause this is our dance
Darling remember, its our dance
Loving and tender
Ill take you away, take you away
In my arms
Yes this is our dance, now were together
For our dance cant last forever
And nobody knows just what tomorrow will bring
So let our dance begin
Well turn the light down low now
Ill never let you go now
Youre here in my arms
And when I hear you whisper youre mine
Well play that song just one more time
cause this is our dance
Darling remember, its our dance
Loving and tender
Ill take you away, take you away
In my arms
Yes this is our dance, now were together
For our dance cant last forever
And nobody knows just what tomorrow will bring
So let our dance begin
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Beautiful Girls
Whether by land, sea, or air
I know they'll be there
I know they're around the world somewhere
I know they're absolutely everywhere
The beautiful girls make their lives their own
The beautiful girls have their own personalities
The beautiful girls are the ones many men will worship
They await to worship the ground that the beautiful girls walk on
The beautiful girls are pretty and confident
The beautiful girls are sexy and strong
The beautiful girls are pure and kind
Some beautiful girls will board their airships
Some beautiful girls will walk the streets
Some beautiful girls will stay in their castles
Some beautiful girls will make their return to the sea
Swords
Guns
Daggers
Wands
Staves
Magic
Books
It's your girls adventures
It's your girls world
I consider myself lucky for being in your girls world
poem by Justin Gildow
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Only The Lonely (Live)
Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah
Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah
Oh, oh oh oh, ooh-ah-ah,
Only the lonely, only the lonely
Only the lonely (Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah)
Know the way I feel tonight (Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah)
Only the lonely (Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah)
Know this feeling ain't right (Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah)
There goes my baby (pum pum pum pum)
There goes my heart (pum pum pum pum)
They're gone forever (pum pum pum pum)
So far apart (pum pum pum pum)
But only the lonely
Know why I, I cry, only the lonely
(Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah
Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah
Oh, oh oh oh, ooh-ah-ah
Only the lonely, only the lonely)
Only the lonely (Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah)
Know the heartaches I've been through (Ooh yay, yay, yay, yeah)
Only the lonely (Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah)
Know I cry, cry for you (Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah)
Maybe tomorrow (pum pum pum pum)
A new romance (pum pum pum pum)
No more sorrow (pum pum pum pum)
But that's the chance (pum pum pum pum)
You gotta take, if your lonely heart breaks
Only the lonely (Dum-dum-dum dummy-doo-wah
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Saving Ev
As I was going to bed,
I heard loud
shouts directed at Ev.
I ran outside to the front,
girls yelling words
mean and blunt.
Girls punching Ev,
I did break in,
and make sure Ev
got air to breathe again.
Then I broke away and
ran towards the door,
along with Ev,
girls running after all four.
The door did shut
but girls were strong,
cops came fast
before too long.
A shoe was left outside,
girls thought we were
trying to hide.
The cop pressed charges
and girls went to court.
Ev 'let it go' that was his retort.
Now Ev says if I hadn’t jumped in,
there would be no more left of him.
Thank God I did or I would be left
with less one friend.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.14,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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So You Died
so you died!
when i heard,
i cried.
you were apple
of my eyes,
love of my life.
when you
left my side
i died.
i died
when you died.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Have you ever been sick?
Have you ever been sick?
Walked that hospital floor with a stick
Have you ever been sick?
Had an operation painted graphically horrific
My knees, weak they felt
I heard their voices melt
Into pain from poor health
For them rebirth or death sickness spelt
Suddenly I realized life is not static
While listening to a tale so tragic
A mother cried at sicknesses trick
Her family of four it decided to pick
At any time we can lose
Anyone sickness decides to abuse!
Have you ever been sick?
In vain visited numerous clinics
Have you ever been sick?
Wondering where life will next kick
Have you ever had a cough?
Thinking you are having it so rough
Have you ever suffered from heat?
Knowing others gave up there in defeat
Have you suffered from cuts?
Or open wounds that severely hurt
Have you ever looked at the sick?
And thought anyone of them eccentric
Health is wealth and good health for sure
Is created by thoughts that are deemed pure
While the clock goes tick-tock-tick
If you ever find yourself sick
It helps to eliminate the negative traffic
With more than just a mere flick
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Organic Soul at Naughty Sixty!
I eat lettuces like a goat
Carrot & Beet
As same as Wine and Cheese
Wife hides the brown sugar bottle
And I sleep on the floor as per the doctor's advise for sciatica.
With all these restrictions
I have to participate the World Diabetic Marathon!
Darling it's harder to bring the cup this time home
At least a certificate for finishing the race too doubtful
Because the former champions
Alzhimer and HIV run in the race?
(for my poet friend robyn selters in gratitude!)
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Set Free
I remember once when your soul was clean
And also the time when that apple was green
The apple it grew from the tree upon its limb
And we matured from children, and grew into women and men
What happened to us then, was truly unforeseen.
I remember that apple, and it I would not pick
Though it was not deliberate or had it been a trick
So it grew all alone and then on the limb it rotted
From age and negligence it was also spotted
Now that apple disagreed with my body's politic.
I read and then I heard stories all about you
Sadly none were lies as they all were on the venue
We had been used and cheated as your soul had waited
Seems that was the purpose, that you were created
Never would I want to act or to become like you.
I read in the news that you had died
My reaction to that news I could not hide
As I remembered that rotten apple falling from the tree
Then it hit the ground, its essence was set free
So for you or the apple, I had not cried.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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I'm a revolutionary, money means nothing to me.
quote by Frederic Chopin
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Oh See How They Dance!
their form
their posture
their movement
oh see how they dance!
their laughter
their joy
their smiles
oh see how they dance!
behind their faces of happiness and joy
they hide their true self
behind their masks they hide...
oh watch how they dance! ! !
across the stage
across the floor
up and over and under
they dance oh they dance! ! ! !
they act
they sing
they play
we watch how they dance! ! ! ! !
while we watch we think
what they hide behind their masks
on that stage and in character
and rejoicing! ! ! ! ! ! !
like nothing is wrong with their lives
i wish i would dance! ! !
but i go and i live my
boring old life and
oh i see how they dance! ! ! ! !
as
i
simply
stay lost in the crowd...
who sees how they dance.................
poem by Lost Princess
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Saving Ev
As I was going to bed,
I heard loud
shouts directed at Ev.
I ran outside to the front,
girls yelling words
mean and blunt.
Girls punching Ev,
I did break in,
and make sure Ev
got air to breathe again.
Then I broke away and
ran towards the door,
along with Ev,
girls running all four.
The door did shut
but girls were strong,
cops came fast before
too long.
A shoe was left outside,
girls thought we were
trying to hide.
The cop pressed charges
and girls went to court.
Ev let it go that was his retort.
Now Ev says if I hadn’t jumped in,
there would be no more left of him.
Thank God I did or I would be left
with one less friend.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.14,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Our Seasonal crops!
If all these wicked rusty Guns
turn out into tiny tractors
a soft soul could operate?
This *Earth would be a peaceful Farm Yard
instead of bloodshed?
You could provide our seasonal crops proudly
to the Heaven, Hell or Mars?
to my fellow poet friend robyn selters!
*The Buddha describes Earth as follows; Hard, Rough, Heavy, Soft, Melt and Smooth!
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repose later on.
quote by Frederic Chopin
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