I hit on a Lamp post in the day light!
'Hey! Are you drunk? ' he asked me in a friendly manner.
'No chum, haven't seen a dropp long time as I am out of a billet now.' I too replied him politely.
'Why don't you come with a heavy book in the night
And you can read a lot, I'll give you light free of charge.'
'You are so kind like a night flower.'
'Be on alert while reading because anytime the Paradise requests for street Lamps as the curfew there it seems? ,
We can go together but must sign a contract they too have a policy of hire & fire.'
* It's really amazing when human beings keep their mouths shut the lamp posts talk very politely like the stone age?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Dreaded Requests
I am not a rude or ignorant man,
but there are some things,
that I will not do.
Unfortunately, I do not like
to read a lot of what
I am politely requested to read.
I am often bombarded by people
asking me to read
and comment on their work.
I do not like to be rude
and ignore their pleas,
but I just read what I like,
not what I am asked to read.
I choose whom I like,
if I see a title I find interesting
I will take the time to read it
and make a mental note of the author.
If I like what I read,
I will dip into that author’s work
time and time again.
I do not care if they read my work or not
that is their choice and I have mine.
All I ask is let me make up my own mind.
Do not bombard me with notes
requesting that I read your work,
as I am likely to ignore them.
I am not being rude or ignorant
it is I just do not do requests.
poem by David Harris
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Contract In Love
written by Lamont Dozier, Janie Bradford, & Brian Holland
(c) 1962 Jobete Music Co., Inc. (ASCAP)
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love
Baby, baby, sign it
Sign it
Sign it
Sign it
You say you love me
And I believe it's true
But before I let myself go
Here's what you've got to do
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
You've got to sign
(You, you, you'd better sign it)
My contract on love
(You, you, you'd better sign it)
Write it in your heart
(You, you, you'd better sign it)
That you'll never do anything
To ever make us part
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
Yeah, I know it may seem strange to you
Yeah, but I've lost a love so many times before
Yeah, and now that I know the score
No one's gonna hurt me no more
And I'm takin' all my chances with romances
Yeah
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
So just sign
(You, you, you'd better sign it)
Right here on this dotted line
(You, you, you'd better sign it)
Where it says you'll be mine, all mine
(You, you, you'd better sign it)
Until the end of time
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
So come on, come on, come on, and
Sign, yeah
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign, yeah
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign, right here on this line
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Yeah
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
(Sign it)
Sign, yeah
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign, yeah
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign my contract on love
(Baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
FADE
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Rat Reading
Rat's are
My home
Reading for book's
At night time...!
Each book's
On the book stand
Rat reading
Not very well....! ?
Rat simply
Read some of
Pages only;
Book's are broken
Rat read mean's
Rat bite's
Book's are crying
I am also...
Rat reading
O...sorry
Rat bite's...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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I read a book
I read a book
Not to enhance my looks
I read a book
Maybe to avoid being a crook
I read a book
Not just to learn how to cook
I read a book
To ascertain how to defend my rights
Not just to acquire knowledge
Reading a book I pledge,
Is one of the roads to the light
I read a book
To understand how a kings territory
Is defended with pieces such as the rook
I read a book
So there will be no questions asked
When I count correctly what you took
I read a book
So that I play not ignorant
Now on life I’ve a different outlook
I read a book
So if I come up with all the right answers
I will know for sure it is not merely a fluke
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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til The Day After
Chorus
I believe you can love someone forever
I believe if its right love will last a lifetime
If you say I will stay everyday right here by your side
Loving every night
Soft perfume and a smooth walk
A smile that dances when you talk
Sweet melody when you whisper to me
I love ya
I need ya
Im never gonna leave you
Summer mornings in your hair
Paradise in my arms and I wanna take you there
So Im down on one knee, and if youll have me
I love you
Ill please you
Im never gonna leave
Im gonna stay till the day after
After the sun turns off its lights
The stars dont shine at night
When God comes for my soul
Ill politely say no
Im gonna stay till the day after
The world stops turning around
Chorus
Im gonna stay till the day after
After the sun turns off its lights
The stars dont shine at night
When God comes for my soul
Ill politely say no
Im gonna stay till the day after
The world stops turning around
After the sun turns off its lights
The stars dont shine at night
When God comes for my soul
Ill politely say no
Im gonna stay till the day after
The world stops turning around
Im gonna stay till the day after the world stops turning round
Im gonna stay till the day after the world stops turning round
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Halfpenny
She asked me politely;
'How much brother you have in your big pocket? '
I said; 'Sorry Madam only a halfpenny'
'Never mind but do not expect a full night sleep.'
She's so kind when you compare with that Landlady.'
*Some goals are so worthy, it's glorious even to fail.
-Unknown
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Human Beings
Human being beings are strange in being human,
Strange in love and art and vice,
Strange in being nice
Human beings are strangers in the night
Lights shining on a starry night
No sooner blinked out they are gone
A stranger in the human race
Keeping up keeping face,
Moving on
In crowds and queues and buses
Walking alone at ten
Human beings in being human
Make the strangest men
Not easy to be read,
Or clothed or fed
Or put to bed
Each thought entwined
Lives over signed overlapped
Smaller beings kept but not as 'pets'
Sometimes feel 'trapped'
For human beings are best when left at sea
Frantic firey disordered unchained set free
Their limpet souls make rocks their strange security
For love for life for space,
Human beings are strangest in 'The Human Race'
poem by Yvette Smith
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Relax the night
At bed
Your's...
Sleeping
Time...
You read...
Some book's...
Every budy
Good reading spot
Is bed...
Bed is not
Good reading spot...
Reading spot is not bed...
But...
At your's
Bed read some book's...
At your's sleeping time
With quick sleep...
Read the book's
At bed...
With out sex...
With out crime...
With out serieas...
Just joke book's
Read with your's sleep
And relax the nighrt...
Good night...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Lamplighter
My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky.
It's time to take the window to see Leerie going by;
For every night at teatime and before you take your seat,
With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street.
Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,
And my papa's a banker and as rich as he can be;
But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I'm to do,
O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you!
For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,
And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more;
And oh! before you hurry by with ladder and with light;
O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night!
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Soul For Hire
Hang my head and shut my eyes
What kind of justice is this?
Fool I was, I thought that you fought fire with fire
Got to me more than just a soul for hire
Speaking for myself I wouldn't take the fame, the fees, the glory
For whoring in the practice of the law
I make my case stop and stutter
Soul comes unglued from the uppers
Blood is seeping in the hole
A mother's eye is weeping
I see every human kind
And still the truth is distant
I see every evil men do and desire
Got to be more then just a soul for hire
When it's time to give protection
To the ones who need it most, who are desperate
I get distracted from my job
Streams of ink and piles of paper
What are the breaks?
Jump out the window? Parole? Escape?
Blood is seeping in the hole
A mother's eye is weeping
Hang my head and shut my eyes
I can't see justice twisted
I see every evil men do and desire
Got to be more than just a soul for hire
When it's time to give protection
To the ones who need it most, who are desperate
I get distracted from my job
Streams of ink and piles of paper
To hand them over to dopers and kiddie-rapers
Corrupt in every twisted grudge
And that is just the judge
Hang my head and shut my eyes
What kind of justice it this?
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Contract On Love
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love
Baby, baby, sign my contract on love
Baby, baby, sign it
Sign it
Sign it
Sign it
You say you love me
And I believe its true
But before I let myself go
Heres what youve got to do
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
Youve got to sign
(you, you, youd better sign it)
My contract on love
(you, you, youd better sign it)
Write it in your heart
(you, you, youd better sign it)
That youll never do anything
To ever make us part
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
Yeah, I know it may seem strange to you
Yeah, but Ive lost a love so many times before
Yeah, and now that I know the score
No ones gonna hurt me no more
And Im takin all my chances with romances
Yeah
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
So just sign
(you, you, youd better sign it)
Right here on this dotted line
(you, you, youd better sign it)
Where it says youll be mine, all mine
(you, you, youd better sign it)
Until the end of time
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
So come on, come on, come on, and
Sign, yeah
(baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign, yeah
(baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign, right here on this line
(baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Yeah
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
(sign it)
Sign, yeah
(baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign, yeah
(baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
Sign my contract on love
(baby, baby, sign my contract on love)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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We will hang you, never fear, Most politely, most politely.
quote by William Gilbert
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Dancing with the stars
On a clear starry night,
I was cordially invited
To a celestial party
Where my presence was a must
And of course, I gladly attended…
In this exciting party,
I was honored to dance
With all the beautiful stars
While the angels
Happily played
In the background!
Time passed rapidly
And we were having so much fun
But I notice that the Moon
Was completely possessed
By a rage of jealousy
Since she wanted to dance with me!
Politely, I excused myself
From all the stars
And I started to dance with her!
We danced all night long
Until the Sun arrived
And with a big and bright smile
She said to me: 'What a party',
Which I replied: 'Darling, you are right'
'Let's do it again another night'
©All Rights Reserved-2012
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Add Laughter To Your Busy Routine
I felt
My heart was pounding
More than normal
My worry
Reflected on my face
Which certainly looked?
Tense and Abnormal
My beloved
Noticed the unusual
Change on my face
And politely asked
The reason
For the same
I do not know my self
I replied
I know the reason
Of your agony
She said
You haven’t
Laughed and smiled
Since long
Stop worrying and laugh
As much as you can
Worries are
Part of everybody’s life
They should be faced
In right stride
Have a positive attitude
And
Add laughter to your
Busy routine
Make your life shine
Without any medicine
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Killing Machine
I never give no answers, I never tell no lies
I never walk a straight line so I never get surprised
I dont ask no favors so I wont get abused
I learned to win when I was young
So Im never ever gonna lose
They pay me the money and Ill do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract, on you
I never ask no questions, I never speak my mind
I always found that silence helps to keep me and my kind alive
I take care of business, it takes care of me
I look after myself and do it well
cause somebodys always looking for me
They pay me the money and Ill do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
What manner of man am i?
A gun, lump sum and then I move on
What manner of man are you?
Stab a friends back to jump a queue
I do what I do cos I cant do nothing better
You do what you do, just defendin yourself
cos you aint got nothin better to do
I got no place, no name, Im just a killing machine
I kept the population down, if you know what I mean
I never stop in one place, I move about the cities
Got expensive tastes, but I hasten to add that
Im the best that there is
They pay me the money and Ill do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
song performed by by Judas Priest
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The unfinished journey
Darling!
If you feel boring
Take out my notebook
With the pencil stub
And write down
What I mutter please.
These lamp posts give us light
But they're stagnant.
Proud Noblemen pass with their limousines
But they never give us a lift.
Probably they believe that we dropp our dust
On their velvet seats.
You see the far away star that burns forever
Somehow we're bit lucky as we burn off & on.
If the Inn-keeper fond of poetry
We could have give this and stay a night free.
Perhaps in the next birth you may be a Noblewoman
And I am the same poor pilgrim.
Hope you stop your car and take me towards your Castle.
On the way I listen to your secret heart carefully
And do you remember me your old fellow journeyman?
*To Mikhail Aleksandrovich Sholokhov for his novel 'And quiet flows the Don.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Denmark Street
Down the way from the tottenham court road
Just round the corner from old soho
Theres a place where the publishers go
If you dont know which way to go
Just open your ears and follow your nose
cos the street is shakin from the tapping of toes
You can hear that music play anytime on any day
Every rhythm, every way
You got to a publisher and play him your song
He says i hate your music and you hair is too long
But Ill sign you up because Id hate to be wrong
Youve got a tune its in your head you want to get it placed
So you take it up to a music man just to see what he will say
He says i hate the tune, I hate the words but Ill tell you what Ill do
Ill sign you up and take it round the street and see if it makes the grade
And you might even hear it played on the rock n roll hit parade
Daytime, night time, every week you can hear that heavy beat
Now the walls are shaking from the tapping of feet
Daytime, night time, every day you can hear that music play
Every rhythm, every way
song performed by by Kinks
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Just Keep Quiet and Nobody Will Notice
There is one thing that ought to be taught in all the colleges,
Which is that people ought to be taught not to go around always making apologies.
I don't mean the kind of apologies people make when they run over you or borrow five dollars or step on your feet,
Because I think that is sort of sweet;
No, I object to one kind of apology alone,
Which is when people spend their time and yours apologizing for everything they own.
You go to their house for a meal,
And they apologize because the anchovies aren't caviar or the partridge is veal;
They apologize privately for the crudeness of the other guests,
And they apologize publicly for their wife's housekeeping or their husband's jests;
If they give you a book by Dickens they apologize because it isn't by Scott,
And if they take you to the theater, they apologize for the acting and the dialogue and the plot;
They contain more milk of human kindness than the most capacious diary can,
But if you are from out of town they apologize for everything local and if you are a foreigner they apologize for everything American.
I dread these apologizers even as I am depicting them,
I shudder as I think of the hours that must be spend in contradicting them,
Because you are very rude if you let them emerge from an argument victorious,
And when they say something of theirs is awful, it is your duty to convince them politely that it is magnificent and glorious,
And what particularly bores me with them,
Is that half the time you have to politely contradict them when you rudely agree with them,
So I think there is one rule every host and hostess ought to keep with the comb and nail file and bicarbonate and aromatic spirits on a handy shelf,
Which is don't spoil the denouement by telling the guests everything is terrible, but let them have the thrill of finding it out for themselves.
poem by Ogden Nash
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Fragile Light
If your old and weary car breaks down
And can no longer faithfully carry you like a parent
On a dark night on a rain-spattered street;
If your nearest friend has turned ghost-like
And vanished with your cash;
If your loving mother isn’t home
Or has lost her phone,
I want to be someone
Who would drag himself out of bed
In the middle of the heart-tattered night
To search some godless street
Until you were found and safe.
I’ve given up on love a long time ago;
I’ve given up on finding meaning to my existence;
I’ve given up from time to time
In any belief in a compassionate God,
But I won’t give up anytime soon
My desire to do you some good
And protect the fragile light of your eyes.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Give Me a Chance
Girl, give me a chance to steal your heart
‘Cause I can. I’m both book and street smart
I know all I need about you
Like how your favorite color’s orange and the next one’s blue
I see your beauty and know about your knowledge
With your intelligence you can get in a good college
Or with your beauty
You can be anything you want to be
So girl, give me a chance to steal your heart
‘Cause I can. I’m both book and street smart
If I had the chance, I’d love you right
But you haven’t given me the chance to hold you tight
Or tell you I love you when the time is right
Give me this chance to tell you good night
Or talk with you ‘Till the daylight
I’m trying to change who you like, I might be close, but not quite
But who knows who’ll you’ll end up with. Could even be a gnome
But hey it could also be the one who wrote you this poem…
poem by Nam Nguyen
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