A well disposed Squire
Among the amber dusky smoke in a twilight
This rare thoughtful gentleman still survives as a bachelor
Who shares with the jobless his bare lands in complaisant.
He provides the necessary for the ploughmen to turn the unkempt earth
and bring harvest in time.
The poultry is look after by country lass
And I am sure one day a wetted country hen would pick the Headmaster's fragment heart secretly.
Please do not let vamoose the handsome Sun in the romantic sky.
* A humble dedication to my poet friend George.Murdock who visited into our gloomy nest generously.We lit a bright & fragrant candle on the Christmas day and conveyed our sincere gratitude for his generosity.
Thanking you again for your kind attention!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A hole in the roof
The old prison cell and there's no ceiling
And a hole in the roof.
The person in confinement
Who sees the night sky.
No changes at all
The old stars and the Moon as earlier.
The North star seems very old
And the bachelor thinks of the next-door widow Violet and her whereabouts.
And he's not seen his old friend Jack Daniel's smile since a long time.
Someone says the President's Birthday comes soon and there will be an amnesty for prisoners?
He's sentenced for ten years and the half of the term almost gone.
* To my poet friend George.Murdock in gratitude.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Country Gentleman
Country gentleman walked a crooked mile,
Got our money in his pocket.
Did it all with a very handsome smile.
Now, he's livin' it up in a great big office.
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
He ain't a-goona help no poor man.
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
He's just gonna help his rich friends.
He ain't a-gonna help no women.
He ain't a-gonna help no children.
He's just gonna help his rich friends.
Country gentleman, we see him on T.V.,
Glad handin' folks and chattin' to the nation.
We never knew what really to believe.
Just word upon slogan with emotional connection.
Chorus:
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
He ain't a-gonna help no children.
He ain't a-gonna help no women.
He's just gonna help his rich friends.
And in the papers all we'd ever read is
So and so big-shot signed his resignation.
Now, country gentleman he wants us to believe
That he's kind and honest with the best intentions.
Chorus
Country gentleman, now there's a bird that flew
High above his nation, prayed on its weakness.
Picked our bones and threw it in his stew.
Thank God he went back to California.
Chorus
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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A Song Of Riches
What will you give to a barefoot lass,
Morning with breath like wine?
Wade, bare feet! In my wide morass
Starry marigolds shine.
Alms, sweet Noon, for a barefoot lass,
With her laughing looks aglow!
Run, bare feet! In my fragrant grass
Golden buttercups blow.
Gift, a gift for a barefoot lass,
O twilight hour of dreams!
Rest, bare feet, by my lake of glass,
Where the mirrored sunset gleams.
Homeward the weary merchants pass,
With the gold bedimmed by care.
Little they wise that the barefoot lass
Is the only millionaire.
poem by Katharine Lee Bates
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Candle Of Hope
I light this candle of hope
For the people in Mindanao
Particularly in Maguindanao
A southern part in our country, the Philippines.
I light this candle of hope
For the weeping child, for the abused
For the weak women, tortured and some buried alive
I light this candle of hope
For the widows, widowers, orphans
for the mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers.
This Christmas, I know it will be very hard
To celebrate Christmas with joy in your heart
It is not easy to lose a loved one.
Your tears will be gone, in His time
Your broken heart will be whole
Just keep that faith inside in each one of you
And keep this candle of hope burning..burning
Note: Please light your Candle of Hope too for them.
In your own little way, you have helped them lighten their load.
Thank you and God bless
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Feeling
Deep in my heart
I have this feeling...
Feeling to be good
Feeling to be kind
Feeling to be open
Noble, gentle, and humble...
Feeling to be helpful
Feeling to be truthful
Feeling to be respectful
Faithful, cheerful, and thoughtful...
Feeling to be friendly
Feeling to be sincere
Feeling to be polite
Considerate, obedient, and honest...
And a feeling to make
The world a happy nest.
Search your heart
And tap that feeling
The feeling of serenity
The feeling of tranquillity
The feeling of grace
The feeling of peace
The feeling of love
The feeling of life
The feeling that leads you
To the realm of light.
Nurture this feeling
Think and let it grow...
The feeling will rid
The world of its sorrow
And this feeling will bring
An all new tomorrow.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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Christmas Spirit
Everyone gather near
And Ill tell you a story that youll love
Ooh its christmas time
The seasons right
The seasons right
And all around the world we celebrate the birth of christ
He came to bring us peace
He came to bring us everything that we need
To set us free
Oh I long to feel that christmas spirit in my heart
Oh I long to feel that christmas spirit in my heart
As a child I still recall
Well christmas was my favorite season of them all
Oh my heart was filled with child night praise
And I hope there is you know it
Why the savior came
He came to bring us peace
He came to bring us everything that we need
To set us free
Now I long to feel that christmas spirit in my heart
Yes I long to feel that christmas spirit in my heart
So turn your heart throbs in
And let God grow within
Not to destroy
The greatest gift Ive known
He came to earth to bring love
To show us love
He came to bring us peace
He came to bring us joy
He came to bring us everything
Have faith if we believe
The gift that we receive
Is like that love and everything
The greatest gift Ive known
He came to earth to bring love
He came to bring us everything
Still l long to feel that christmas spirit in my heart
Yes I long to feel that christmas spirit in my heart
Now I long to feel that christmas spirit in my heart
song performed by by Donna Summer
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In a Country
My love and I are inventing a country, which we
can already see taking shape, as if wheels were
passing through yellow mud. But there is a prob-
lem: if we put a river in the country, it will thaw
and begin flooding. If we put the river on the bor-
der, there will be trouble. If we forget about the
river, there will be no way out. There is already a
sky over that country, waiting for clouds or smoke.
Birds have flown into it, too. Each evening more
trees fill with their eyes, and what they see we can
never erase.
One day it was snowing heavily, and again we were
lying in bed, watching our country: we could
make out the wide river for the first time, blue and
moving. We seemed to be getting closer; we saw
our wheel tracks leading into it and curving out
of sight behind us. It looked like the land we had
left, some smoke in the distance, but I wasn't sure.
There were birds calling. The creaking of our
wheels. And as we entered that country, it felt as if
someone was touching our bare shoulders, lightly,
for the last time.
poem by Larry Levis
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Brother! It seems to be an off-season
The magical song birds flew away from the uncle's orchard without informing him.
The trees some were uprooted and old as same as uncle's gray beard.
I remember the bygone days when the fruits were laden and ripen on the tree tops how they danced merrily?
But now no more any singsong or a friendly chat and only you hear is the faint whisper of decaying leaves over his pet dog 'Marco's' silent tomb.
*Hey! My dear friend nothing could be hold firmly as everything disappears like in a sad dream.
This poem is a dedication to my friend George.Murdock in gratitude.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Christmas Dreams
Christmas Dreams
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted December 19 2009
I wish for Christmas,
a full breed female pug or Yorkshire terrier dog.
I wish for Christmas,
new underwear with warm pajama's.
I wish for Christmas,
to get a single family home not in a gated community
that is stainable off the grid with 4 sided stone wall 10 feet high gated.
I wish for Christmas,
for peace on earth in every country and
good will to people to around the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for love to give everyone who is good or bad
in every country around the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for food to feed every country all the people all around the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for free healthcare for everyone in the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for climate change to be fixed
so everything go back to normal and healthy,
no green house gases, c02 admissions or
deforestation even deoceaned plus sinking Islands from melted glaciers.
I wish for Christmas,
A Merry Christmas.
poem by Lori Triggs
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I swing my limbs!
But never lift an inch
From the magnetized Earth
And I realized though I sing
Not a bird,
And limbs are not wings!
a humble dedication to my brother poet Shridhar B S in gratitude!
* I hear a mutter though the Sun & Moon are not in good terms they never show the grudge, just rise and set in the familiar sky?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Ewe lo Sisi ngu Mama wam
Sometimes I think I’m laughing at her
Only to find out I’m actually laughing with her and at myself
The sounds that vibrate as we express our joys
In laughter and melody
Sounds and surely tastes the same
The connection and love
Is much too deep to differentiate of separate
Ewe lo Sisi ngu Mama wam
In me she resides and in her I was created
She is the light that brightens my soul
The candle that burns on a stormy day
No matter how gloomy she is
Her candle never burns out
She laid the foundation to my future
She is the planner of my life
Mentor and friend
Ewe lo Sisi ngu Mama wam
There may emotions sited in my heart
Words of gratitude and love
Some of which she had implanted in me
She is kind in nature, humble in spirit
And unselfish of her love
Ewe lo Sisi ngu Mama wam
Ewe lo Mama ngu Sisi wam
Ewe lomakazi yinto yonke kum
Ndimthanda nge nene
poem by Nangamso Ndikandika
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Big Black Smoke
She was sick and tired of country life.
A little country home,
A little country folk,
Made her blood run cold.
Now her mother pines her heart away,
Looking for her child in the big black smoke,
In the big black smoke.
Frailest, purest girl the world has seen,
According to her ma, according to her pa,
And everybody said,
That she knew no sin and did no wrong,
Till she walked the streets of the big black smoke,
Of the big black smoke.
Well, she slept in caffs and coffee bars and bowling alleys,
And every penny she had
Was spent on purple hearts and cigarettes.
She took all her pretty coloured clothes,
And ran away from home
And the boy next door,
For a boy named joe.
And he took her money for the rent
And tried to drag her down in the big black smoke,
In the big black smoke.
In the big black smoke.
In the big black smoke.
song performed by by Kinks
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Whose Country Is This?
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of earthquakes!
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of lovers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of volcanoes!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hansome men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
Whose country is this?
it is a land ruled only by men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land without rainfall;
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by a woman;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of corruption!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pirates! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by law;
Whose country is this?
It is a land controlled by rebels!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ice;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of singers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Christmas at the Wilds
You wouldn’t believe how beautiful
The Christmas lights shown
Ah yes, the Wilds at Christmas
As charming as I’ve ever known
The lights in total darkness
You can see for miles and miles
While driving through the country
It always makes me smile
The sunset is unbelievable
A backdropp for Christmas scenes
It brings so much happiness
And a feeling that is totally serene
Old country homes lit up as well
So proud to share the joy
Of the country decorations
Excitement for each girl and boy
Country living at its finest
Old barns blending so perfectly
Yes, Christmas at the Wilds
Means so very much to me!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Team Work
A loud drunk was at a bar,
speaking about one thing or another,
all of a sudden he yells out,
If you need to something, do it yourself,
that is how our country works,
I turn to my friends as we all look at each other,
pick the guy up and tossed him out,
also we tell him don't come back,
in our country it is called team work,
so stay out of our country.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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Better Weather Here Than Somewhere Else
It's a Northern winter wonderland
Happy couples walking hand in hand
Department stores aglow with lights
Christmas trees always in sight
Snow falls down on New York City
Snow falls down on New York City
It's true that the place is lit up bright
And maybe the streets look amazing at night
And while the country can seem kind of plain
Alabama's got sunshine when New York's got rain
Frost on rooftops and gifts with bows
Teddy bears in shop windows
Santa in the mall with children on his lap
So much to do, so many presents to wrap
And snow falls down on New York City
Snow falls down on New York City
It's true that the place is lit up bright
And maybe the streets look amazing at night
And while the country can seem kind of plain
Alabama's got sunshine when New York's got rain
There's no white Christmas for Dixie this year
But we don't need snow to bring holiday cheer
Maybe we're simple but we still do our part
To keep Christmas a tradition that lives in the heart
So let the snow fall down on new York City
Just let it fall down on New York City
What A Country!
For more than an era,
my Country relished the pains I suffer,
watching my banishment in alien lands.
When the vision is blurred by distance,
they spy me through the hole of a binocular,
and roar in peels of laughter;
one forty million of them relish my own holocaust.
Never had my country been like this before,
She had something called Heart,
teeming with humanity.
Now she ceases to be the country I knew.
Now she is all some decrepit rivers only,
some hamlets and towns,
here and there some vegetations;
Some houses, markets and on the grey meadows,
some people who just resemble humans.
Once my country throbbed with life,
My countrymen recited poems.
Now none thinks twice before banishing a poet,
Now at dead of night, the whole country feel free to send a poet to the gallows;
one hundred and fifty million of them,
derive a lucretian pleasure
out of a poet's execution.
Once the country knew how to love.
Now She has learnt violence and frowning.
Sharp swords at her disposal,deadly weapons
tucked into her waist, fatal explosives in hand,
no longer can She sing a song.
Over an age, in search of a country,
I've been ransacking the globe;
Without a wink of sleep, decade after decade,
In my maddening pursuit of a country.
Reaching on the edge of my own country,
I wait with arms outstretched for her.
Alack! I've heard them say:
If my country ever gets me in her grip,
She'll build my sepulchre there.
[Translated by Sujal Bhattacharya]
poem by Taslima Nasrin
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Sweet Jamaica
Other people come and go
They try to make it through
I have to smile and tell them no
Cause I only care for you
I only care for you
Yes, you are my sweet, sweet jamaica
Country mama, brown country girl
When you touch me i, I feel so tall
If you let me down boy Id be so small
Yes, you are my sweet jamaica
Country mama, brown country girl
Everybody needs a friend
To brighten up their world
I know youll never let me down
Cause youre not that kind of girl, no no no
I want to see you round every turn
Youre my world far as Im concerned
Got no time to runabout
Just want to spend my life out with you, only you
Yes, you are my sweet, sweet jamaica,
Country mama, brown country girl
Oh, yes you are
Sweet jamaica, oh brown country girl, ooh
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Put Some Drive In Your Country
Well I was raised on country classics
Like Roy Acuff and George Jones
Lord I loved to hear 'em
Sing all them old time country songs
But I really got excited 'bout the time I turned 15
That's the first time I heard Waylon and old Bocephus sing
They put some drive in their country that really turned me on
Yeah, put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you movin'
You know that can't be wrong
Every time I hear that outlaw stuff on my car radio
It makes me wanna drive it just as fast as it will go
Put some drive in your country
Let's keep country drivin' on
We played some shows in Atlanta on Sunday afternoons
The gigs were packed and I was nervous
Cause I wanted folks to like my tunes
The crowds were full of younger people
They were all about my age
So I turned and told the band just before we walked on stage
Put some drive in your country fellas
We turned those people on
Yeah, put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you dancin'
You know that can't be wrong
See I made myself a promise when I was just a kid
I'd mix southern rock and country and that's just what I did
Put some drive in your country
Keep country drivin' on
Put some drive in your country
Hey, let's keep country drivin' on
When the music gets you movin'
You know that can't be wrong
I still love old country
I ain't tryin' to put it down
Damn I miss Duanne Allman
I wish he was still around
Put some drive in the country
Keep country drivin' on
Put some drive in the country
Let's keep country drivin' on
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Gone Country
Shes been playing in a room on a strip
For ten years in vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror
But she only ages
Shes been reading about nashville and all
The records that everybodys buying
Says Im a simple girl myself
Grew up on long island
So she packs her bags to try her hand
Says this might be my last chance
Shes gone country, look at them boots
Shes gone country, back to her roots
Shes gone country, a new kind of suit
Shes gone country, here she comes
Well the folk scene is dead
But hes holding out in the village
Hes been writing songs speaking out
Against wealth and privilege
He says i dont believe in money
But a man could make him a killin
Cause some of that stuff dont sound
Much different than dylan
I hear down there its changed you see
Theyre not as backwards as they used to be
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, back to his roots
Hes gone country, a new kind of suit
Hes gone country, here he comes
He commutes to la
But hes got a house in the valley
But the bills are piling up
And the pop scene just aint on the rally
He says honey Im a serious composer
Schooled in voice and composition
But with the crime and the smog these days
This aint no place for children
Lord it sounds so easy it shouldnt take long
Be back in the money in no time at all
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, back to his roots
Hes gone country, a new kind of suit
Hes gone country, here he comes
Yeah hes gone country, a new kind of walk
Hes gone country, a new kind of talk
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, oh back to his roots
Hes gone country
Hes gone country
Everybodys gone country
Yeah weve gone country
The whole worlds gone country
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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