Heaven On The Earth
Melbourne is a Heaven
Enjoying a sojourn in Melbourne
I feel jealous of the environs
the Melbournians have here to live.
No stray dogs, road-crossing cats,
foul smelling bodies of bandicoots,
fleeting bikes at break-neck pace,
urinating men in street corners,
drunken troupe dancing before
the dead body carrying chariots,
vendors selling fish, flowers...in baskets,
heaps of rags, paper and plastic wastes,
biting mosquitoes and flies hovering eateries,
and bargaining boys with traffic cops,
the screaming public buses
and the black smoke belching out lorries.
I am sure, this is heaven on earth!
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Guillotine
the guillotine stands
alone in the square,
the pinnacle of pulse....
that drains the heartbeats....
traffic heavy, horns honking,
hurrying, hurrying....
trucks and buses puffing clouds
of death into the air....
neon signs keeping score.
billboards selling the dream,
street preachers selling Jesus....
corner whores selling themselves....
in sterile rooms atop the skyscrapers,
far from the stink, far from
trash strewn in the alleyways
like tiny lives forgotten,
gum stuck to the shoes.....
they gamble with futures,
trading hungry mouths without faces;
never looking back.... vultures
in black suits and ties...
winning, winning, or losing it all.
while the homeless and the addicts
walk the streets below....
looking for something they cant remember....
light dancing on the razor-like blade.....
heads from bodies, hearts from souls......
profit from the last heartbeat!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Cosmopolitan Stink
it is a closed road
so i am included
as one without a
pass
i understand
perfectly
a new set of
dead bodies
whose flesh
are partly
eaten by fish
arrives today
from a boat
that meet
the storm
headlong
it sank
and the pointing fingers
grow like lichens
on the tree
the odors here
are dumped
and the nose
bleeds
body after body
wail after wail
too huge
for the cosmopolitan
street to handle
i shifted
my gaze
and take
another road
a hungry child,
families sleeping on the streets
of the city
imprisoned garbage
angry rats
caught at dead end
corners
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I have visited Australia several times, and I always try to make a point of going to Melbourne because it's almost my favorite city there, Melbourne and Sydney. But I shouldn't say that because I haven't been everywhere-and I'm very fond of Perth too!
quote by Jackie Collins
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Bad Boys
(coverdale/sykes)
I know you, you know me
Im the black sheep of the family,
Im in an out of trouble
Im the talk of the town
I get wild in the street
When the sun goes down
I steal around, like a thief in the night
Dancing til the break of day
Bad boys,
Running undercover of moonlight
Bad, bad boys,
Getting wild in the street,
Wild in the city
I see you, you see me
Just a black street boy in society
With high-heeled women full of champagne an lies,
Getting wild in the street
til the hot sunrise
Stealing round like a thief in the night
Dancing til the break of day
Bad boys,
Running undercover of moonlight
Bad, bad boys,
Getting wild in the street,
Wild in the city,
Wild in the city,
Wild in the city
Bad, bad boys,
Running undercover of moonlight
Bad, bad boys,
Getting wild in the street,
Wild in the city
I know you, you know me
Im the black sheep of the family,
Im in an out of trouble
Im the talk of the town
I get wild in the street
When the sun goes down
I dont care what the people think,
I cant hear what the people say,
I steal around like a thief in the night
Dancing til the break of day
Bad, bad boys,
Running undercover of moonlight
Bad, bad boys,
Getting wild in the street,
Bad, bad, bad boys,
Running undercover of moonlight
Bad, bad boys,
Getting wild in the street,
Wild in the city
Undercover of moonlight...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Luetin
Album: A Hundred Days Off (2002)
I will give you very good time
i will give you very good time
if you come back to me
i will give you white plastic chip
make you make you make you make it make me
cool in my tomb
i will give you everything
account invention
vision vision vision vision
i will transform her feel it
feel the fiber
transformer
one day
[repeat]
it's your name day
two of the men i know
had a name day
they were cold coffee
selling names for boys
selling names for girls
get your own ends
get your own ends
the sex and everything
the sex and everything
get your own ends
get your own ends
you can live after the first course of one
the cats go mad when you call
the smell of dogs when you call
is it the black one, or the red one
[x2]
[repeat]
the guy sits in his smoky smoky hole all day
i think he is spicy
i think he smoked his lungs
x2
he just bite a little bite
he just bite a little bite
you want some more wet chicken
it tastes the same
[repeat]
all day...
[repeat]
song performed by by Underworld
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Here On Earth …, There In Heaven…
Here on earth imperfection, there in heaven perfection
Here on earth discontent, there in heaven content
Here on earth disgrace, there in heaven grace
Here on earth disease, there in heaven ease
Here on earth hatred, there in heaven love
Here on earth war, there in heaven peace
Here on earth decay, there in heaven freshness
Here on earth selfish, there in heaven selfless
Here on earth oppression, there in heaven liberty
Here on earth agonize, there in heaven relax
It’s either on earth, or in heaven
The decision, all yours
poem by Obed Akuma
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Stray dogs
Here and there and everywhere
Stray dogs doing business
And barkedup wrongtrees
And spoiled the working
Environments.
Stray dogs have no
Commonsense not true
Stray dogs encounter
The alien.
Stray dogs safeguard
The interest
And ensure to make
The area clean.
Stray dogs welcome
Common mass
Stray dogs do not like
Corrupt class.
Stray dogs can only think
The morrows
Stray dogs have practical
Experience and knowledge
You know I know all know.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Earth
God loafs around heaven,
without a shape
but He would like to smoke His cigar
or bite His fingernails
and so forth.
God owns heaven
but He craves the earth,
the earth with its little sleepy caves,
its bird resting at the kitchen window,
even its murders lined up like broken chairs,
even its writers digging into their souls
with jackhammers,
even its hucksters selling their animals
for gold,
even its babies sniffing for their music,
the farm house, white as a bone,
sitting in the lap of its corn,
even the statue holding up its widowed life,
but most of all He envies the bodies,
He who has no body.
The eyes, opening and shutting like keyholes
and never forgetting, recording by thousands,
the skull with its brains like eels-
the tablet of the world-
the bones and their joints
that build and break for any trick,
the genitals,
the ballast of the eternal,
and the heart, of course,
that swallows the tides
and spits them out cleansed.
He does not envy the soul so much.
He is all soul
but He would like to house it in a body
and come down
and give it a bath
now and then.
poem by Anne Sexton
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I Saw A Heaven
I saw a heaven of grass and trees
From the top fall dark autum leaves
I saw a heaven with waterfall
Falling from Mrs.earth's artic stall
I saw a heaven with opera like rocks
There lived dogs like fox
I saw a heaven covered with ice
Jumping from the bottom a plenty of mice
I saw a heaven with no dead end
thereMessages never reached were they were send
So in short I saw a heaven
But I don’t exactly remember when
poem by Bhupender Swarnakar
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The Time That God Walks
why does deliverance feel like
the old woman's jagged fingernails
digging in the dirt?
while poetry screams from
weeping willows and dead spiders...
light finds it way through crack and crevice,
dancing in the little boy's palm!
there is a song that dwells
in things that seem most still.
graveyards come alive in the dead of night.
and streetlights write history
on streets deserted and quiet.
while lamps shine in closed windows
as a testament to memory.
this is the time that god walks,
her long hair grey with suffering.
and stopping on the corner she lights a smoke,
while stray cats rub against her bony legs.
'if only they had drank the cup of suffering,
they would have known! '
she puts out her smoke,
and starts sweeping away bodies!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Oh, Could We Do With This World of Ours
Oh, could we do with this world of ours
As thou dost with thy garden bowers,
Reject the weeds and keep the flowers,
What a heaven on earth we'd make it!
So bright a dwelling should be our own,
So warranted free from sigh or frown,
That angels soon would be coming down,
By the week or month to take it.
Like those gay flies that wing through air,
And in themselves a lustre bear,
A stock of light, still ready there,
Whenver they wish to use it;
So in this world I'd make for thee,
Our hearts should all like fire-flies be,
And the flash of wit or poesy
Break forth whenever we choose it.
While every joy that glads our sphere
Hath still some shadow hovering near,
In this new world of ours, my dear,
Such shadows will all be omitted; --
Unless they're like that graceful one,
Which when thou'rt dancing in the sun,
Still near thee, leaves a charm upon
Each spot where it hath flitted!
poem by Thomas Moore
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In Saint Gabriel's Wings
In saint gabriel's wings I fly over living waters
And all over the mountains all the way to the blue sky above
The people here on earth
Yes with Saint's Gabriel I will be in Heaven tomorrow
And I will enter the gate of heaven
And in God's above I will be because now I am dead
So don't look for me on the earth because I am not there
I am now resting in heaven forever
I shall cry in heaven
And my tears will run down from heaven
Also my spirit will be in heaven
My body is the only thing that will remain on the planet earth
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Synergy
the weak and the strong
hate and love, religion and science,
night and day, sun and moon,
water and fire, heaven and earth
man and God, sky and sea,
the chasm and the abyss,
flowers and grains, grass and pebbles,
bees and butterflies, song and poems,
prose and stories, paper and pen,
cats and dogs and rains, fleas and ants,
water and oil, stone and paper,
scissors and glass and diamonds,
thoughts and actions, friends and foes,
mountains and plains and valleys,
eels and ladles, pins and sands, thread and
needles, stars and fish, sheep and shit,
silence and noise, solitude and emptiness,
i-pods and beans, cells and phones,
cliches and idioms, foams and fowls, and
come to think, well, don't laugh: you and me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Meaning
I find the reasons for displeasure in a way,
Birthday erases bikes of selling pleasure and are away;
I see this ashtray in some solid ticket to ride,
The bells are sounding like heaven itself
In the churches of many scents and spells.
The magic of freedom shapes the whole quiz
Dancing in secrecy, following a way that is a ballet,
The coffee of this day celebrates the break of sport,
A sport loosens control in this modern world
That releases a formality and a reason.
The feeling of heaven itself shall be felt in a day,
After the last day, and during the long stay.
To betray a man shall lose him for the forces,
Like heavens without hells, like the forces of weapons.
What do you follow of my meaning, this season?
poem by Naveed Akram
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In A Better World
The day I leave this earth
There will be nobody always to help me in my life
And nobody else will need to look after me here on earth
Because I will be in heaven
In a better place than earth
But I must say that I can't wait for this day to arrive
And when this day arrive I will be ready for God to take me home
To his abode in heaven
My life will end here on earth
But it will continue in heaven inside of God's abode
And in the garden in heaven I will go for walk any time that I feel like
Without being disturbed by the other people that lives in heaven
Also the dogs in heaven will come and great me while I walk in the garden In heaven
Of course I won't see anymore violence or homeless people here in the sky
At all and that to me will be a relieve
Also my pain and my life strugles will be over
poem by Aldo Kraas
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It Is A Better World
The day I leave this earth
There will be nobody always to help me in my life
And nobody else will need to look after me here on earth
Because I will be in heaven
In a better place than earth
But I must say that I can't wait for this day to arrive
And when this day arrive I will be ready for God to take me home
To his abode in heaven
My life will end here on earth
But it will continue in heaven inside of God's abode
And in the garden in heaven I will go for walk any time that I feel like
Without being disturbed by the other people that lives in heaven
Also the dogs in heaven will come and great me while I walk in the Garden In heaven
Of course I won't see anymore violence or homeless people here in The sky
At all and that to me will be a relieve
Also my pain and my life strugles will be over
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Lesser Lights Of Heaven
The lesser lights of heaven are burning towards a dream
The eyes of mothers bleeding
Cast their children to the sea
The lesser lights of heaven are screaming in our mind
Listen to the chorus
So divine and unkind
The lesser lights of heaven are burning for their Son
Praying for the presence
That birthed them into one
The lesser lights of heaven, their bodies but a flame
A sky that knows no distance
A cut that feels no pain
The lesser lights of heaven are bending towards your will
Cutting through the person
Who would rather die than kill
The lesser lights of heaven cast crowns before your throne
Dissipate into nothing
We truly are alone
The lesser lights of heaven are burning for their Son
Praying for the presence
That birthed them into one
The lesser lights of heaven, their bodies but a flame
A sky that knows no distance
A cut that feels no pain
Can we live through this?
Can we live through this?
Can we live through this?
Can we live through this?
The lesser lights of heaven are burning towards a dream
song performed by by Zao
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Urban slum
City shame in murky water
The swimming pigs ready for slaughter
Foul is the air that kissed my nose
When i compare with the smell of rose
I wonder if the fish will call it home
And choose its shores to prey and roam
The earth around is not even forgiven
Where city souls erk out their living
Dogs and goats are friends
And rats take cats out for a dance
Imagine mosquitoes, imagine life
Green with envy, full of strife
I watch them in filt and dreary scene
'What a life' was all i could imagine! !
poem by Okonkwo Osamedua. Allen
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Plastic Man
A man lives at the corner of the street,
And his neighbors think hes helpful and hes sweet,
cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand,
But no one knows he really is a plastic man.
Hes got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose.
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums,
And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum.
(plastic bum)
Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).
Hes got plastic flowers growing up the walls,
He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork,
He likes plastic cups and saucers cause they never break,
And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate.
Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).
Hes got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
And his children wanna be plastic like their dad,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got a phony smile that makes you think he understands,
But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man)
Plastic man (plastic man).
song performed by by Kinks
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Heaven Help Us
Heaven help the child who never had a home,
Heaven help the girl who walks the street alone
Heaven help the roses if the bombs begin to fall,
Heaven help us all.
Heaven help the black man if he struggles one more day,
Heaven help the white man if he turns his back away,
Heaven help the man who kicks the man who has to crawl,
Heaven help us all.
Heaven help us all, heaven help us all, help us all.
Heaven help us, Lord, hear our call when we call
Oh, yeah!
Heaven help the boy who won't reach twenty-one,
Heaven help the man who gave that boy a gun.
Heaven help the people with their backs against the wall,
Lord, Heaven help us all.
Heaven help us all, heaven help us all, heaven help us all, help us all.
Heaven help us, Lord, hear our call when we call.
Now I lay me down before I go to sleep.
In a troubled world, I pray the Lord to keep, keep hatred from the mighty,
And the mighty from the small,
Heaven help us all.
Oh, oh, oh, yeah!
Heaven help us all.
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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