Milkmaid and the Miner
Shabby lass in a gloomy state.
But she is curly and very cute.
The faint eyes tell me the story of your decaying life
and curriculum vitae are not necessary.
Your transparent fingers are very suitable for milking.
But my innocent buddy
I won't keep you there a long time under the stingy milksop.
You know that I gamble with the turning rough soil.
One day I'll swallow a diamond closing one's eyes.
My humble dream is to fly together
and gambol in the Milky Way.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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My Curriculum Vitae
My Curriculum Vitae
Its three pages long
Words are laid out like a song
Your organisation is where I should belong
I know my contact address
Does not make sense
This is only because I am homeless
That’s why my hair is always a mess
I may look like a thug
But I’m totally harmless
Do not despair
I can co-ordinate
Articulate, emancipate, and participate
Forgive me but I have to state
I have learnt all the sixty nine
positions on how to mate
I am totally confident
Straight and not bent
I am god’s gift
To everyone
When your staff see me in the lift
They will say I am god sent
With me you are always assured of fun
My Curriculum Vitae
is one I rewrote in May
I just had to reemphasis my skills
After so many rejections
I suddenly realised I forgot to mention
My personal education and qualification
Hence I am in a jobless situation
So let me tell you about my
Knowledge and experience
I know my latest music
I also know the strategy of
taking days off sick
I can drink loads of any kind of beer
And keep up with the latest fashion and underwear
My best friends will give you my reference
And tell you about my sexual preference
I am also flexible
You can ring me any time out of the blue
That’s nothing new
Hopefully my Curriculum Vitae
should now secure me an interview
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Curriculum
Bright sunny skies,
Shine high.
With clouds minimized!
And I know why,
Your eyes...
Are clear,
And particular!
On a flight like a kite.
Excited by height.
And delighted your life,
Has a new insight.
And I,
Enjoy this ride you find...
Particular!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
Those bright sunny skies,
Shine high.
With clouds minimized!
And I know why,
Your eyes...
Are clear,
And particular!
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum chosen,
Is your own.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen,
All alone.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum chosen...
That you've shown.
Oh, oh.
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum...
Nobody but you've got it!
That curriculum.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To be long charms.
A long nose, a long nape,
Long hands and legs,
A long lion and waist,
How cute being long is!
When reclining on
Hands and pelvis,
With face tilting up,
Knees arching up,
Mouth parting and eyes closing
How cute that lanky is!
20.09.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Emeralds... and... Black Diamonds
Lie down lass, lie down, in sage green meadows
Your blouse flouncing open, in the teasing breeze
The meadows, feel so cotton, this time of season
Come lay beside me lass, and sense th' softness
Open field, sweet honeysuckle....arouses my yen
Shamrock blades in sparkle by th' mid-noon sun
No clouds abide our scape of choice, to pleasure
Again i ask you lass......come lay you down by me
Come close my love...these hungry emerald eyes
Beg to stare into your warm, black diamond eyes
Take my hand in bond, lov', and let me asure you
That Emeralds and diamonds....never fade away
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Drifting Along
Nowhere to go
But I'll still be cruising
I live this life long
Long long time
You know I'm drifting along (drifting along)
Can't see where I am going
I will get to my destination
I'm feeling the pressure (pressure)
All around me crumble (man now)
But I won't be put down this time
I'm shifting along
Though I sing a sweet song (sweet song)
We'll murder in the streets where I be livin'
I'm closing my eyes (closing my eyes)
Don't want to see killin'
Gentle giants will roam forever
I'm cruising the street
Wondering who I will meet
Oh love has got to reign in our world
La la la la
La la la la la la
I don't know where I am going to (I don't know where I am going to)
La la la la
La la la la la la
I don't know where I am going to
Drifting along
Drifting along
Closing up my ears to the sound
I don't want to hear
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Innocent World
I used to live in an innocent world
I had a car and a pretty blond girlfriend
We was too young to know what we were doing
And anyway I was just fooling around
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
Id run away and never get back
From my innocent world
There aint no reason to tell no lie
When youre young and youve got a lot of pie
Now I slink around like a killer
The things they say are just a lot of filler
In my mind, in my mind
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Running, laughing in the sun
And always having lots of fun
Smoking dope and just being young
In my innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
Id run away and never get back
From my innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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No Frontiers
If life is a river and your heart is a boat
And just like a water baby baby born to float
And if life is a wild wind that blows way on high
And your heart is Amelia dying to fly
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
And if life is a bar room in which we must wait
'Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates
Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fates
And we stack all the dead men in self addressed crates
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day
When fear will lose it's grip
And heaven has its way
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
If your life is a rough bed of brambles and nails
And your spirit's a slave to man's whips and man's jails
Where you thirst and you hunger for justice and right
And your heart is the pure flame of man's constant night
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'til the day
When fear will lose it's grip
And heaven has its way
And heaven has its way
When all will harmonise
And you know what's in our hearts
The dream will realise
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
song performed by by The Corrs from MTV Unplugged
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Specter of Brocken
It sees by negative eyes.
All cannot come to like.
I dislike all.
It sees by affirmative eyes.
All are wonderful.
I like all.
It sees by negative eyes.
Everyone has seemed to hide the crime.
Everyone is a criminal.
It sees by affirmative eyes.
Everyone seems to be pure.
Everyone is a good human.
Eyes see the shadow.
Head writes the story.
Story that changes depending on feelings.
The truth is transparent ahead of feelings.
Eyes see the shadow.
Head writes the story.
Story was written only from my prejudice.
Closing My Eyes
Written by peter green.
Now its the same as before
And Im alone again
With no sorrow for myself
And Im blaming no one else
And closing my eyes
And seeing you standing there
Now its the same as before
Youve touched me with your love
And though youre in my heart
Were still a world apart
As now Im back to the time
Where I would search for a dream
But no use to try anymore as before
Someday Ill die, and maybe then Ill be with you
So Im closing my eyes
To hear the people laugh
For theyre all aglow
Not knowing where to go
But is it asking too much
When the question is what to do
With the life Ill have
It seems I know nothing now
Except my love for you
And the strength in my hands
To go on feeding your smile
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Innocent Child
In the eyes of an innocent child, you see all, you know all.
In the eyes of an innocent child, you know why the sky is blue and the
leaves fall.
In the eyes of an innocent child, There is no peace and there is no
war.
In the eyes of an innocent child, There is only peaceful co-existance.
In the eyes of an innocent child, There is only here and now and
nothing in the distance.
In the eyes of an innocent child, there are the colours of the rainbow,
black and white.
In the eyes of an innocent child, Grey areas are not right.
We look at things in grey, black and white, but not like a rainbow.
Some say we even look through rose coloured glasses.
It would be nice if we could look at the world through the eyes of an
innocent child.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Emerald's & Diamond's [Reprise]
Lie down 'side me lass, in dark green meadows
Your blouse flouncing free in th' teasing breeze
The grass blades feel so cotton.....when we love
Lay beside me now......and feel my passion rise
Open field, honeysuckle sweet, annoints my yen
We search for clovered stems....in leaves of four
No cloud veils th' scape of choice to pleasure on
Again, I ask you lass, come lay you down, by me
Come close love...read my tell-tale emerald eyes
Smiling back into yo'r warm black diamond eyes
Take my hand lass, I vow to you on bended knee
That Emeralds and Diamonds....never fade away
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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thy Delicate Lips
Thy delicate lips
Thy delicate lips
Ye talking eyes
Yond curly locks
These velvety hands
Cone shaped Fingers
On a Brittle wrist
Milky white feet
And prominent nose
Under lucky forehead
Are well arranged
As a rhyming scheme
In a classical sonnet
poem by Akram Saqib
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My Soul Lives With You In Your Dream
I'm thinking of you every day,
And seeking meaning of you in everything,
When i close my eyes to sleep at night,
My soul start seeking you in your dream.
I am the flower from your dream,
That scent to you amazing fragrance,
I wrapped you with my charm and beauty,
And let you to enjoy me every dream you have it.
When my eyes are tired and closing for sleep,
My soul awakes in me and seeking your soul in everything,
In the darkness of life you are my hope and happiness,
When do you sleep my soul lives with you in your dream.
My soul found you in your dream,
And dancing tenderly your soul,
A lovely love story of two souls,
That found each other in a crazy world.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Day-Dreaming of that day
As I daydream in school oblivious to the fact that my teacher's giving a lecture
I see his curly brown hair and his dimples as my teacher makes a mini joke.
I dream of that day we would be together
side by side,
hand in hand.
I dream of that Valentine's Day that you would take me out to dinner
and we would share our very first kiss.
I dream about that day when you would slip you arms around me and I would look into your innocent eyes.
poem by Katie Holland
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A discard doll
I slipped from the Manor's upstairs into the trash bin.
My hair burnt, eyes removed and they amputated my hands.
I stuck in the leftovers, among the stench I cannot see anything
And I write on a broken slate with a piece of chalk which gripped by my right foot's fingers.
Darkness is better than a true vision.
And I think of the new doll who sings well in the upstairs.
I humbly pray for her a long-life in the Mansion.
*[ Australian Man throws the daughter off bridge. A morning News.]
I dedicate this poem to innocent street children where they sleep under the same transparent sky.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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I dream with my eyes open
I dream with my eyes open
Of the life I wish to live
And myself, I must believe
I dream with my eyes open
For the lover far away
Whose words of love, with my heart do play
I dream with my eyes open
Of journeying well on this path
‘Though stones and thorns will scrape o’er some parts
I dream with my eyes open
To walk under a benevolent sun
Feeling warm and mellow
I dream with my eyes open
To find the reason I’m here
And in that call, relish every day, my dear
I dream with my eyes open
That when its time to go
I bid adieu, when I’ve done what I had to here
poem by Anita Atina
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And I Dream
When I'm lost
You take my hand and make me burn
All of the time
Turn my life around
I feel lost, take my life and make me shine
You feel life, life won't let you down
With the love we take
Have I ever let you down?
Travel round and see the world
Is there something I should find?
And I dream
Nothing I can find
And I dream
Nothing I can find
So to life
Let me whisper in your ear
Say the words
I'm what you long to hear
And a place we can go to is in my mind
I love life, there's no way you can be mine
With the love we take
Have I ever let you down?
Travel round and see the world
Is there something I should find?
And I dream
Nothing I can find
And I dream
Nothing I can find
You buy a diamond for my throne
Then comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
All of the time
All of the time
All of the time
And I dream
Nothing I can find
And I dream
Nothing I can find
You buy a diamond for my throne
Then comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
You buy a diamond for my throne
Then comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
You buy a diamond for my throne
The comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
song performed by by Texas
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And I Dream
When I'm lost
You take my hand and make me burn
All of the time
Turn my life around
I feel lost, take my life and make me shine
You feel life, life won't let you down
With the love we take
Have I ever let you down?
Travel round and see the world
Is there something I should find?
And I dream
Nothing I can find
And I dream
Nothing I can find
So to life
Let me whisper in your ear
Say the words
I'm what you long to hear
And a place we can go to is in my mind
I love life, there's no way you can be mine
With the love we take
Have I ever let you down?
Travel round and see the world
Is there something I should find?
And I dream
Nothing I can find
And I dream
Nothing I can find
You buy a diamond for my throne
Then comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
All of the time
All of the time
All of the time
And I dream
Nothing I can find
And I dream
Nothing I can find
You buy a diamond for my throne
Then comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
You buy a diamond for my throne
Then comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
You buy a diamond for my throne
The comes a penthouse, on a hill
but my need to dream will still go on and on
song performed by by Texas
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I Swallow
I swallow pride,
I swallow guilt,
I swallow everything he spilt.
I wipe away the remnants of,
What is left of both our love.
I swallow all that is not seen,
I swallow every broken dream,
I swallow when I want to scream,
This by itself is magic.
I swallow if just for his likes,
I swallow and it’s tragic.
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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The dream boy
The dream boy shall be nice,
the dream boy shall be sweet,
the dream boy shall be cute,
the dream boy must be funny.
Of course he must be tough,
of course he must be cute,
of course he must be smart,
and most definitly handsome.
The dream boy should pass me notes,
the dream boy should be clean,
the dream boy should be cool.
The dream boy can't be mean.
The dream boy can't be conceited.
The dream boy cannot lie.
The dream boy shall not gossip.
The dream boy shall not brag.
The dream boy shall not stalk.
The dream boy will be made.
But does such a dream boy exist?
poem by Jasmine Aira
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