Interlude
Meandering in shotgun alleyways,
Cradling a pseudo-leonine soul astray—
Vagrant without a name but a tale,
Do not unfurl yours if you can't stay.
poem by Norman Santos
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Shotgun Wedding
(roy hammond)
People were standing, all around
At a shot gun wedding, here in this town
And Im a victim oh yea
Of a shotgun wedding
Cause your fathers got a gun
And there aint no place to run
Shotgun wedding and oh listen to me
Well I got to find a job
You, me, baby makes three
Shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, wedding oh yea
Cause your fathers got a gun
And there aint no place to run
Shotgun wedding
And all I could hear that day was
Do you take this woman
To be your lawful wedded wife
My my my my shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, shotgun wedding
I looked around
I looked around
And all I could see was a shotgun wedding....listen
But I tried to run from town
But her mother tracked me down
She said before I meet my maker,
Some mans gonna make an honest woman of my daughter
So it might as well be you
Oh daddy may be poor
But he owns a forty forty
Shotgun wedding
And oh Im walking up the aisle right now
Here comes the bride singing
Shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, shotgun, shotgun.....yea yeaaaa
I could of run away oh no I could be living high
Nobody could stop me now oh shotgun, shotgun
Just give me one more chance
Let me hear that bass boys that bass boys
Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart
Breaking my heart........
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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The Crawl
It takes the pain away
That could not make you stay
Its way to broke to fix
No glue, no bag of tricks
Lay me down, the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl.
Your smile would make me sneeze
When we were siamese
Amazing grace in here
Id pay to have you near.
Lay me down, the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl.
Dont go and lose your face
At some strangers place
And dont forget to breathe
And pay before you leave
Lay me down, the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl.
Lay me down, the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl.
song performed by by Placebo
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Vita pro meus Leo-amo angelus
Fear not the world, my Leonine…
Fear not the silent times between.
Fear not the chance of loneliness,
fear not that love could whither yon.
Cometh hither, my Leonine…
Cometh to promised snow,
Cometh and see the world!
Cometh to mine promise kept.
Hold on to thy heart, my Leonine.
Hold on to thy gifts from Him.
Hold on to me, hold on to honour.
Hold on! For the right ones will come.
Fear not the world, my Leonine,
Fear not the possibilities that it holds.
Fear not that love will whither:
Fear not the extinct chance of loneliness.
poem by Wynand Johannes Louw
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Dont Shoot Shotgun
Run
(run for cover)
For for cover
Dont shoot!
Shoot!
Shes so dangerous
(shotgun!)
(gun!)
(dont shoot shotgun!)
Maybe Im wrong, maybe Im right
Fallin head over heals at the speed of light
Hey little miss heaven on earth
Whoa, wont you walk this way but I see a red alert
Oh, my senses say keep away
So dont shoot!
Dont shoot shotgun
Dream on nightmare
Touch n go
Dove turned destroyer, she cut you up, shes a slave of love
Run for cover, shes so dangerous
Undercover, shes so shameless
Dont shoot shotgun
You got me bitin my lip
Dont shoot shotgun!
Ya shootin straight from the hip
So dont shoot shotgun
Shoot me, baby!
Ow!
Hit n miss, flesh and blood
Shes sweet and indiscreet, she cant get enough
A little midnight madness
Oh baby, you cant hide
So wild n unpredictable
Step aside
cos youre, youre shooting wide
Oh
Shake it, shake it!
Ah, take this, little hit n miss
Oh
Dont shoot shotgun
You got me bitin my lip
Dont shoot shotgun!
Ya shootin straight from the hip
Dont shoot it!
Dont shoot shotgun!
Shake it, shake it!
Aw, take this little hit n miss
Ow!
(dont shoot! shotgun!)
Oh shoot it!
Dont shoot it!
Uh, oh shotgun!
Shoot me, baby!
Ow!
Let it blow!
song performed by by Def Leppard
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Casanova
If I tell you
That I will take you to a castle
Buried in the sands,
Would you surmise
The esoteric grotesqueness
Of my chagrined empire
With walls of odes,
Firmament of naked
Despondence, incandescence,
The portcullis left ajar
For the meandering souls
Astray in the garish
Coruscations of the sun
And the feline yawning
Of the tinkering crystals
In every chandelier
Tells a tale
And caress a condole
More supple than the velvet
Curtains and carpets
The chiffonier that will carry you
In the caroming susurrations
Of the bland slurs
Of grandiosity
Will you slew in the rendour
Slopes of enigma?
Will you keep the portmanteaux
Bolted from the panorama
And swath the corona
Of the feral castigations
Of bigoted clovers
With four leaves
Establishing the thwarting
Of our weary eaves?
I shall wait
It shall stay
Till you trample in the pavements
Of unruffled cobbles
And quaff the gambles
In the goblet
Of perpetual fire.
poem by Norman Santos
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Astray
and times move so fast, and now there does not seem to be any
and once it felt that there was more than plenty
I do believe that something somewhere sent me
To you, astray, and the bald raging flame of your heart is making me stay.
and I admit, that I have spent some time in confusion
Not knowing what is or is not illusion
Riddled with myself and destruction
Astray, and the bald raging flame of your heart is making me stay.
and flux, we move, crawl across the sky like the weather
To think that she once thought that I was clever
But I was do or die not now or never
Astray, still the bald raging flame of your heart is making me stay.
song performed by by I Am Kloot
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When Astray
A total warrior closes his sword when astray,
Offered by him is the law of the cured, when astray.
Destiny has its roots in madness of a solution,
Off the wall a man jumps to self-award, when astray.
Heads of government lie everyday to their comrades,
Then fetching taxes is the priority with the Board when astray.
Some combat achieved combats, more than a sport,
To swear to the utter ruin of elders to be adored when astray.
A section of the clause inside a commandment
Shows us the way to the ones who have explored when astray.
The wars are attempted by one man mostly,
My heavenly war is slightly deplored when astray.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Palace In The Sky
High above the clouds
On majestic mountain tops
Floating
Our palace in the sky
Where only angels dwell in praise
Come unfurl your wings
Reach the highest heaven's gates
Let us glide on the winds of change
Close your eyes, allow your soul this journey
Reach within yourself for a place of purity and bliss
Remove those earth bound chains and mortal love
Unfurl your thoughts and fall to your knees
Set yourself free
poem by Persian Khushi
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Transatlanticism
The transatlantic
is just another avenue
that sequesters our reality
but we knew a clandestine door -
a shotgun alley
where we would mangle
to the sharp verity
of this lie
for in the end
of every shotgun
we are doomed
to loneliness
and
goodbyes
poem by Norman Santos
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Palace In The Sky
High above the clouds
On majestically floating realms
Our palace in the sky
Where only angels dwell in praise
Come unfurl your wings
Reach the highest heaven's gates
Awaiting to open to your worthy soul
Let us glide on the winds of change
Close your eyes, allow yourself this journey
Reach within yourself for a place of purity and bliss
Remove those earth bound chains and mortal love
Unfurl your thoughts and fall to your knees
Set yourself free
poem by Persian Khushi
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In A Poem
in a poem
or even in a pseudo
poem
i like to be as articulate as a
winding river
as happy as a gazelle
jumping on a hill
as secretive as a cave
keeping my stalagmites
and stalactites
as social as a fish
talking to a fly
as loud as a frog croaking
with the rain
as blue as the cloud
as green as the grass
(pardon these cliches)
i like to be as true as
a barking dog to the wrong
tree wagging its tail
even to the wrong master
in any poem be it a true poem
or a pseudo poem
i like to sing with the cicadas
on lonely nights like this
and when my soliloquy is over
in all poems
and pseudo poems
i like to dropp
in my much needed
sleep in my couch
or on the solid wooden floor
dead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crazy Lowdown Ways
Well i got a problem
and it just won't wait
I've been getting on one
With the man who guards your gate
When he says you're sleeping
In your hideaway
It is what he's keeping back
That gives your game away
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
And i'd like to say
That i like this
More than i do today
Yes i' got a problem
like you've never seen
I've been getting bothered
By the man who locks your screen
When he says you're hiding
And in your room you'll stay
It is what he's holding back
That says what he can't say
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
And i'd like to say
That i like this
More than i do today
I'm just a lazy man
Who has to hear the truth
And i hear what's true from you
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
Come quit your crazy lowdown ways
Come quit your weary worn out ways
You're walking astray
And i'd like to say
That i like this
More than i do today
La la la
La la la
La la la
La la la
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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FootPrints In The Sand
footprints in the sand
heading that way as it
leads away it leaves a
tale.
a tale of pain a tale of sorrow
a tale of hurt a tale to be told
whispir in my ear a tale of a
new generation
a generation of determination
where love is an everyday thing
and not as rare as a blue moon
so foot prints in the sand
your tale was heard as it hit
the nation pure like solid gold
so though your mist wash away
your tale live on till today
poem by Robert Roberts
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Never Ending Story (live Acoustic Version)
Armies have conquered
And fallen in the end
Kingdoms have risen
Then buried by sand
The Earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
She puts us to sleep and
In her light we'll awake
We'll all be forgotten
There's no endless fame
But everything we do
Is never in vain
We're part of a story, part of a tale
We're all on this journey
No one is to stay
Where ever it's going
What is the way?
Forests and deserts
Rivers, blue seas
Mountains and valleys
Nothing here stays
While we think we witness
We are part of the scene
This never-ending story
Where will it lead to?
The earth is our mother
She gives and she takes
But she is also a part
A part of the tale
We're part of a story, part of a tale
We're all on this journey
No one is to stay
Where ever it's going
What is the way?
We're part of a story, part of a tale
Sometimes beautiful and sometimes insane
No one remembers how it began
song performed by by Within Temptation
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Sleepless
If I could have you my love
Inside of my heart
How wonderful would be my life
My eyes still are gazing around
Out off the nights
Sleepless since the day that you've gone
Alone is the soul still in mourn
Ruined are my dreams treacherous is my world
Desires are tired and pale
This heart still in grief howeling in vain
Couldn't take off the veil between the life and your pain
Love desires are cradling in frailty of trust
Till the end of the life in solitude will stay this heart,
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Meladori magpie
And on her doorstep
I saw that I was blind
I'd forsaken
What was mine
What had mattered
Mattered little now
We had shattered
Apart somehow
Ooh
I can't help but stay the same
I remain true to my name
Time to get up
And take the long walk home
For the first time
I go alone
Do you remember
when we first met?
Chasing down the alleyways
behind my dad's
Ooh
I can't help but stay the same
I remain true to the name
Of lovers past
Good enough to lose
Good enough to choose you
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from The Aeroplane Flies High
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Soul
soul of opalescent glass
who's outside stares in
sing another sarabasse
for this starry spin
soul of some forgotten taste
tiger in the grass
unfurl your wings in this cluttered place
and the puppeteer rides past
soul who's somewhere over the hill
W dot ice-cream
Barbie's made it in the queue
and Polly lies styrene
cobbler cobbler there's a shoe
knows just how he feels
he sings Hallelujah
'cos his soul's been heeled
poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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Fairy Tale High
On a fairy tale high
Don't you believe that your dreams all come true
The fairy tale world inside can bring it to you
You just have to wish, and you'll take off and fly
On a fairy tale high, fairy tale high
Fairy tale high, fairy tale high
On a fairy tale high
Just look around you, the dark clouds are far
Stand on your tiptoes, and reach for a star
As stardust comes sprinkling, it will brighten your eyes
On a fairy tale high, fairy tale high
Fairy tale high, fairy tale high
Fairy tale high, fairy tale high, fairy tale high
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
On a fairy tale high, feeling higher and higher
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Autumn
When there is nothing left to say
I will brush the cobwebs from my soul,
this rusted dented old soul.
Unfurl it, let it catch the freshening breeze
-a leaf waving goodbye to its season,
gone to join its tribe on the last breath of autumn,
waiting for the ground to break its fall.
poem by Ronald Shields
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To The Meandering Lion
Paws scorching the ground
leaving a rivulet of fire
a map for the meandering
Illustrious gilt of a skin
tawny as the sun's sheen
euphoniously sewn to the bones
And your proud head
bobbing with an arrogant crown
and roaring with a subtle clout
A steadfast monolith in the cracks
of the brittle bones and incendiary sand
I want to be who you are - meandering in blithe
poem by Norman Santos
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