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Parakeet and a Bird hunter

I smell like a Tangerine
my friends were passing remarks at me.
I found the word 'Puberty' in Webster's.
I can see my parents are very keen
on my day to day activities.
They tell me ' Dear you must look after yourself
no more joggles, walk properly as the road is skidding
and you are a little mother now'.
I am sure my parents are perfectly correct
and I see the difference in the mirror.
My palpitation entirely different and my skirts & blouses are tighten.
When the next door handsome negro boy who strums his guitar
and murmur elegies like a magpie in the dawn.
Oh! I feel something is burning within me.
I never hide my innermost feelings to my poor Mom! .
She is in her usual nonchalant mood and sings 'kay sera! sera! .'

To the poet David.Gerardino

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Que Sera, Sera

(written by j. livingston and r. evans)
Were gathered here this evening to testify
And I want you to know the words for today is let go
(well) ha, I want you to let go
And I want you to just sit back
And relax and open you hearts, your mind and
Let it go, go, go, go, go
Wed like to tell you a story this evening
Havent not so long, long, long ago
Its a story about you and me
Oh, yeah
This is how it goes
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be
(ooh, will I be pretty) yeah (will I be rich)
Heres what she said to me
Que, sera, sera, whatever will be
Hee, hee, hee, hee
Ha, oh, oh, oh, because, because
The future is not for us to see, no
Que sera (que sera) que sera (que sera)
Que sera, oh--- yeah
When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my lover, ooh, baby
Baby what will I be (hmm, oh, oh, oh)
What will I be
(will I have...)
Heres what my baby said to me
He said que sera, sera
I just wanna say that whatever will be
Hee, hee, hee, hee
(oh---)
Que, que sera, oh, oh, oh, oh (sera) oh (sera)
Oh, hey, hey, whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Whatever will be, will be
Surely, surely, surely, surely, surely
Surely be, hoo
All because the future is not for us to see
(ooh, no, no, no, no) que sera
(que sera) que sera (que sera)
Que---sera, I want yaul to ....
-musical interlude-
Oh, oh, oh
Que sera, oh
Sera, oh
Sera, whatever, hoo, will be, hoo, yeah
I know, I know, at least I hope that you know
The fu---ture is not for us to see
Que sera (que sera) que sera (que sera)
Oh well, well , well, well, well, well, well
Que------hey, sera-----
Oh, oh--, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Que-----oh, oh, oh!

song performed by by Natalie Cole
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Conflicting Idealism!

When mother had put on the dress to me,
She told me not to let anyone to remove that,
When I became slightly older, she gave me,
The long skirts and blouses to wear,
Then the sarees of various materials, color and designs,
Filled my closets, I used to run around,
When I was young and then I was advised,
To walk slowly without making any noise,
Though the anklets, the parents had worn,
Around my ankles always made the ringing tone,
For them to know where I was,
From wherever they were,
Mother advised me to sleep on the side,
And for my every sneeze she arrived with pride,
To cover my exposed joined feet and to correct,
A few strand on the face and smiled,
A well educated man whom my parents and relatives loved,
tied the three knots to make me his wife.
This is the guy, who asks me to do,
What my parents prevented me to do.
This is the guy that my parents respect the most,
And advise me to listen and obey whatever he says.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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No Ser Fcil

NO SERA FACIL
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(Gloria Estefan)
No sera facil
despues de amarte tantas veces
olvidarte,
si aun al verte solo quiero acariciarte.
Volver a amarte.
No sera facil
aparentar que entre tu y yo
nada ha pasado,
si aun las huellas de tu amor no se han borrado.
No sera facil.
Estribillo
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No sera facil
abandonar esas memorias
que has dejado,
acostumbrarme a que lo nuestro
ya ha pasado,
aunque yo sepa que a mas nadie tu has amado.
No sera facil
verte pasar y no poderte dar
ni un beso,
mirar tus ojos y saber
que no hay regreso,
reconocer que a tu pasado pertenesco.
No sera facil.
No sera facil.
No sera facil
contar las horas hasta ver
la luz del dia,
amanecer en una cama
tan vacia.
No sera facil.
No sera facil
pasar las noches sin poder
hallar el sue#o,
calmar mi llanto cuando surgan
tus recuerdos.
No sera facil.
Estribillo.
No sera facil.

song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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No Sera Facil

No sera facil
Despus de amarte tantes veces
Olvidarte si an al verte solo quiero
Acariciarte volver a amarte
No sera facil
Aparentar que entre t y yo
Nada ha pasado si an las huellas
De tu amor no se han borrado
No sera facil
No sera facil
Badonar esas memorias que has dejado
Acostumbrarme que lo nuestro ha pasado
Aunque yo sepa que a ms nadie t has amado
No sera facil
Verte pasar y no poderte dar
Ni un beso mirar tus ojos y saber que no
Hay regreso reconocer que a tu pasado pertenezco
No sera facil
No sera facil
No sera facil
Contar las horas hasta ver la luz
Del da, amanecer en una cama tan vacia
No sera facil
No sera facil
Pasar las noches sin poder hallar el sueo
Calmar mi llanto cuando surjan tus recuerdos
No sera facil
No sera facil
Abandonar esas memorias
No sera facil

song performed by by Gloria Estefan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Whatever Will Be Will Be

Got a letter just the other day
So much was left unsaid
When you went away
How my heart grew so cold
From the misery of dreams ago
An open envelope
The last time that we spoke
You said that you would always be my man
And now this letters here
What will you say my dear
To bring me to emotions once again
The truth of it you say
Theres never been day
That youre not sorry you apologize
But life teaches new things
Beyond the pain it brings
You to a place where you are truly wise
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
I know weve made mistakes
Cause love is give and take
I mean to say it wasnt all your fault
I too had some regrets
Such pain Ive felted yet
Its better to have love than not at all
The memories we had of all the good and bad
Has helped me be the woman that I am
So dont apologize
Ive come to realize
Just what is meant by all in love is fair
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Sometimes its just not meant to be
But the love that we share goes on and on
Spiritually therell be no more crying
No and therell be no more lying no no no no no
And the truth that we gained will offset the pain
And now we finally see
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Hmm hmm hey ooh yeah oh
Ooh

song performed by by En Vogue
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Que sera sera

When the words are flowing and written
It’s the feeling I could express
Will it be read or immediately forgotten
Will it be an anchor or scrabble of confusion?
I don’t care of those things
Que sera sera
What ever will be, will be
As long as I could be honest to myself
Que sera sera

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Guitar At Two In The Morn

Someone strums a guitar, at two in the morn,
Such a melancholy sound.
In the darkest hours before the dawn,
Where only silence does abound.

The body of a woman, weeping in the night,
While somebody strums her strings.
A tortured soul, before first light,
While the guitar gently sings.

poem by Juan Olivarez
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Aqui No Sera

AQUI NO SERA
Desde las malvinas hasta la
.(..?.mis ojos . ambos medisanos en lucha y cancion)
Salvadoreno pequeno gigante
senala a todos aqui no sera
Es salvadoreno pequeno gigante
senala a todos aqui no sera
Aqui no sera facil ocacion
Aqui no sera tan solo un pedral
lamer y cantera no permitira
otra intervencion en el salvador

song performed by by Ozomatli
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Que Sera Sera

They content with
the images of themselves
proud of the genetic chain fulfilled
through their children
Yet they are empty too
for sometime
Just like me
Though i entertain not an image
of anybody
NOT even myself or the other self of myself
IT Is the NOw that i embrace
on a door that closes and opens when i step
outside

i sing, que sera sera
whatever will be will be.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tangerine

Tangerine, turning green
Cellophane, window pane
Socialise, paralysed
Plastic faces suck me dry, tangerine, tangerine, tangerine, tangerine
Chorus:i know its sad, lifes just a piece of fruit
Touch down, new ground
Stop living on the moon - (repeat chorus)
Twenty eight, suffocate
Take a ride, see me fly
Detonate, feel it break
See myself disintegrate, tangerine, tangerine, tangerine, tangerine
(chorus)
See it as I climb, the rain burns in my eyes
So catch me as I fall away, tangerine, tangerine, tangerine, tangerine
(chorus)
I know its sad...

song performed by by Feeder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home

Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home
The children who neglect their parents will be cursed,
The Nature makes such children’s house a hellish dome,
They are lucky children who are blessed by their parents,
It is said that there is a heaven under the legs of mother,
The children love or not to their mother but she loves all,
She embraces good or bad children but she can’t smother,
Mother is habituated to pray to God for all their happiness,
A few children won’t love their parents but love their wives,
In old age parents are in need of only their children’s love,
Who devote God, adore parents will be happy in their lives,
Love of parents always comes to children from the sky above,
God bless those children who are blessed by their parents,
And God curse those children who are cursed by their parents.

poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Que Pasa?

Que paso pregunto yo
Pregunto yo que paso en el mundo hoy
Y que en todos los diarios yo leo las mismas noticias de horror
Vidas que callan sin razon
Porque sera que hay tanta guerra
Porque sera que hay tanta pena
Que sera que sera pergunto yo
Que sera pregunto yo
Pregunto yo que sera que no hay amor
Y que en vez de abrazarnos los unos a otros nos damos caon
Y olvidamos el amor
Porque sera que hay tanta guerra
Porque sera que hay tanta pena
Que sera que sera pergunto yo
La gente se esta matando
La gente se esta muriendo
Y yo sigo aqui sin comprender
Que pasa con el mundo que esta tan immundo
Que pasa pregunto que pasa pregunto
Pregunto yo que pasa hoy con el mundo
Que esta tan absurdo que esta taciturno
Que pasa que nada buenos nos pasa
Y que la paz por aqui nunca pasa
Que pasa que solo la guerra pasa
Que es lo que pasa pregunto yo
---guitar solo---
La gente se esta matando
La gente se esta muriendo
Y yo sigo aqui sin comprender
Que pasa con el mundo que esta tan immundo
Que pasa pregunto que pasa pregunto
Pregunto yo que pasa hoy con el mundo
Que esta tan absurdo que esta taciturno
Que pasa que nada buenos nos pasa
Y que la paz por aqui nunca pasa
Que pasa que solo la guerra pasa
Que es lo que pasa pregunto yo
Que pasa con el mundo que esta tan immundo
Que pasa pregunto que pasa pregunto
Pregunto yo que pasa hoy con el mundo
Que esta tan absurdo que esta taciturno
Que pasa que nada buenos nos pasa
Y que la paz por aqui nunca pasa
Que pasa que solo la guerra pasa
Que es lo que pasa pregunto yo

song performed by by Juanes
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Spirit Voices

We sailed up a river wide as a sea
And slept on the banks
On the leaves of a banyan tree
And all of these spirit voices rule the night
Some stories are magical, meant to be sung
Song from the mouth of the river
When the world was young
And all of these spirit voices rule the night
By moon
We walk
To the brujos door
Along a path of river stone
Women with their nursing children
Seated on the floor
We join the fevers
And the broken bones
The candlelight flickers
The falcon calls
A lime-green lizard scuttles down the cabin wall
And all of these spirit voices
Sing rainwater, sea water
River water, holy water
Wrap this child in mercy - heal her
Heavens only daughter
All of these spirit voices rule the night
My hands were numb
My feet were lead
I drank a cup of herbal brew
Then the sweetness in the air
Combined with the lightness in my head
And I heard the jungle breathing in the bamboo
Saudac~oes greetings!
Da licenca um momento excuse me, one moment
Te lembro I remind you
Que amanh~a that tomorrow
Sera tudo ou sera naoa it will be all or it will
Be nothing
Depende, cora,c~ao it depends, heart
Sera breve ou sera grande it will be brief or it will
Be great
Depende da paix~ao it depends on the passion
Sera sujo, sera sonho it will be dirty, it will
Be a dream
Cuidado, cora,c~ao be careful, heart
Sera util, sera tarde it will be useful, it will be
Late
Se esmera, cora,c~ao do your best, heart
E confia and have trust
Na for,ca do amanh~a in the power of tomorrow
Lord of the earthquake
My trembling bed
The spider resumes the rhythm
Of his golden thread
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

song performed by by Paul Simon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Parents Are Not Payable

Listen, dear brothers, sisters,
Look back in nostalgia;
Think about dear mother,
dear father,
The ones who gave life to you
And thaught you how to be
a man, a woman too;
Your mother who suckled you
Nine months she bore you
in her womb;
From his own sweat your
father paid for your school
And made sure your belly is
never emptied with food.
Think about them in
everything you do.
For some day you wil be
a father, a mother too
And your children will think
about you in everything
they do
They will think of the
troubles you went through
To help them pull through.
PARENTS can never be repaid
No matter the wealth you
may have attained.
Parents are not payable,
You just have to make them
feel comfortable,
And that would be enough
for their troubles.

poem by Efe Benjamin
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I Am... (The Rage Of Love)

i am the gun,
in the hands of the thinker,
the last road, the last chance,
the last prayer, the last door.
i am the sickness,
that greed inflicted,
that apathy wont touch,
that stinks at the table.
i am the parents,
burying their child,
i am the stranger,
burying the parents.
i am the poor,
denied the word freedom.
i am skin of color,
covered by tasteless white skin.
i am the rope,
hanging from the rafters.
and the holy book
that tied the noose.
i am the drug of charity
that denies involvement.
i am the token gesture
made by hands that never open.
i am the dollar and the dime,
and the vast wasteland between.
i am the sound of books burning,
and the crackle of flesh.
i am the cry for justice,
lost to the din of noise.
i am the noise of ignorance,
that shouts defiantly at stillness.
i am the face of the small child,
whose parents just died.
i am the rage of love,
too long denied!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Out on the pull

I'm sorry for being so blunt,
But admittedly I'm a #@$%,
I care for her looks and blue eyes,
Interest in her words are lies,
If she should tick one box or more,
More than one night could be in store,
A hand I feel I could shatter,
Is held tight to show she matters,
Should she lack plans or act a fool,
I'll try making up these shortfalls,
If it turns out that we do suit,
I wonder if kids would be cute,
And if things do not go that far,
Que sera, sera or huzzah,
I like the arts and going for walks,
Seeking the right girl to court.

poem by Christian Lacdael
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Home is the first school and mother is the first teacher

Home is the first school and mother is the first teacher
Parents are the builder of children’s characters and minds,
The mother won’t be a fighter but should be a well preacher,
If she is an illiterate she must carry her children to tuition,
Howsoever the mother should educate their children first,
And she should send her children to school daily and regularly,
Teachers are not blamed not to fulfil children’s educational thirst,
Both the parents and teachers should make them the best citizens,
As we can’t work with one hand likewise we can’t walk with one leg,
Hence, parents and teachers are the same faces of the same coin,
If parents and teachers do them careless they suffer in life to beg,
Do well and have well it is said to see your own profit in life or ruin,
That is why parents and teachers are the best artists of the child,
If an art is spoilt the statue of the child looks like an ugly and a wild.

poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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A Sunday Prayer 11

Dear Lord I am coming today
to you for some answers,
which keep plaguing me.
Answers for which you can only give.
Why it is each time you seem to open a door for me,
yet when I reach it to go in,
the door slams in my face.
So many times in my life this has happened,
my life of joy one minute is lead to despair the next.
Yet to my friends the door stays open for them.
It makes me feel like crying instead of carrying on.
I give my unconditional love to everyone,
friend and foe alike.
Yet your love like my late parents
keeps turning me away.
What have I done so very wrong
you want to deny the goals I seek in my life?
I cannot deny you have given me things,
a loving wife and family friends from all over the world.
Therefore, why then do you deny my dreams of a better life,
and dash them every time they come close.
Dear Lord you know the answers,
please help me to understand.
Because without those answers
I do not feel any kind of man.
So I am turning to you
Dear Lord help me understand.

poem by David Harris
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Que Sera

They call to her from across the street
But they dont know her name
Shes in the wrong place at the wrong time
Whos to blame
She wonders how to change
The life shes living
She wonders if shell ever get away
As far as I can see, the writings on the wall
Theres no return, we live, we learn
The game goes on and on and
Que sera
I like you but I dont
Really want to take you home
Que sera
Its a lonely life
Living on my own
Que sera
Whats it gonna be, whats it gonna be
She left her home when she was seventeen
Simply disappeared in the rain
Those were bad times so it was high time
She knows shed do it again
She wonders how
Shes gonna make a living
She wonders if shell make it through the day
As far as I can see, Ive seen it all before
A lonely girl in a big bad world
The game goes on and on and
Que sera...

song performed by by Ace Of Base
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3. Unfair Trade

The magpie had opened a jeweller’s
With his liking for silver and gold
Went shopping for stock in the sunlight
Where it shone till his beak took a hold

He wasn’t too keen on the rubies
Though a diamond could shine pretty bright
A gold pocket watch with it’s chain on
Filled magpie with such great delight

Alas his shop put up the shutters
Poor magpie to jail now has gone
Raven police said stocks not paid for
And all got claimed back one by one

poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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