Love And Thought
Two well-assorted travellers use
The highway, Eros and the Muse.
From the twins is nothing hidden,
To the pair is naught forbidden;
Hand in hand the comrades go
Every nook of nature through:
Each for other they were born,
Each can other best adorn;
They know one only mortal grief
Past all balsam or relief,
When, by false companions crossed,
The pilgrims have each other lost.
poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Lost Highway (live)
I'm a rollin' stone all alone and lost
For a life of sin I have paid the cost
When I past by all the people say
Just another guy on the lost highway
Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine
And a woman's lies makes a life like mine
On the day we met, oh I went astray
I started rolling down that lost highway
I was just a lad, nearly twenty two
Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you
And now I'm lost, too late to pray
Lord I paid a cost, on the lost highway
Now boy's don't start to ramblin' round
On this road of sin are you sorrow bound
Take my advice or you'll curse the day
You started rollin' down that lost highway
You started rollin' down that lost highway
You started rollin' down that lost highway
You started rollin' down that lost highway
song performed by by Coldplay
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My Other Hand...
the black man's hand,
the poor man's hand.
the Muslim hand, the Jewish hand...
the gay man's hand,
the working man's hand,
the ex-convict's hand,
the farmer's hand, the garbage man's hand...
the Christian's hand, the atheist's hand,
the father's hand, the soldier's hand,
the peacemaker's hand,
the healer's hand, the teacher's hand,
the prodigal's hand, even the murderer's hand...
the victim's hand, the broken hand,
the praying hand, the touching hand...
all, when extended,
feel like my other hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Born To Hand Jive
Before I was born late one night
My papa said evrythings all right
The doctor let my ma lay down
With her stomach bouncin on the rack
cause a bebop stork was about to arrive
Mama gave birth to the hand jive
I could barely walk when I milked a cow
When I was three I pushed a plow
While chopping wood I moved my legs
And started dancing while I gathered eggs
The townfolk laughed
I was only five
Hell out dance em all
Hes a born hand jive
Born to hand jive baby!
Born to hand jive baby!
Now you can hand jive baby
Oh can you hand jive baby
Born to hand jive baby
Born to hand jive baby
Oh yeah! oh yeah! oh yeah!
Born to hand jive oh yeah!
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Twos and twins
Twins are not two; they are distinct from two.
Eyes are twins; breasts are twins; so are legs.
Two noses aren’t twins, nor two faces.
Twines are not together nor separate.
By friendship two cannot become twins
Bur sexual relation can make two twins.
Twins are held by a link so hard to split.
Lovers are twins, neither one nor two.
30.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Chickenman
I am an only child
Born of the wild
Riddled to spend my time
Defending my land
You are the only one
Born in the sun
Riddled to spend your time
Defending my plan
Dead dog on the highway
Median cats are growling at me
I turn my lights on brighter
Im counting through the night ride
And its one more life for the taker
Chickenman chickenman
One more song for the maker
Chickenman chickenman
On the road to athens
I saw a dead deer on the highway
I slipped into a desert
Five prairie dogs and a rabbit
I was running down on queen street
I saw a woman on the sidewalk
(danger danger)
She was beaten by a stranger
(danger danger danger danger)
Danger danger danger
And its one more life for the taker
Chickenman chickenman
Chickenman hold my hand
One more song for the maker
Hold my hand
Chickenman
I was on the road to austin
Met a man on the highway
He sold me junk and conversation
He was wise and dirty from the weather
I said darkness into darkness
All the carnage of my journeys
Makes it harder to be living
He said its a long road to be forgiven
One more life for the taker
Chickenman chickenman
Chickenman hold my had
One more song for the maker
Chickenman chickenman
Chickenman hold my hand
I am an only child
Born of the wild
Riddled to spend my time
Defending my land
You are the only one
Born in the sun
Riddled to spend your time
Defending my plan
I went looking for a car
Found myself beneath the stars
I went looking for a girl
Found a man and his world
Chickenman chickenman
(I went looking for a car)
Chickenman hold my hand
(found myself beneath the stars)
Chickenman chickenman
(I went looking for a girl)
Chickenman hold my hand
(found a man and his world)
I am an only child
(chickenman chickenman)
(chickenman hold my hand)
Hold my hand
(chickenman chickenman)
(chickenman hold my hand)
I am an only child
(chickenman chickenman)
(chickenman hold my hand)
Hold my hand
(chickenman chickenman)
(chickenman hold my hand)
Chickenman chickenman
Chickenman hold my hand
Chickenman chickenman
Chickenman hold my hand
Chickenman chickenman
Chickenman hold my hand
Chickenman chickenman
Chickenman hold my hand
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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The Touch Of Your Hand
On the day that you were born
I touched your hand so chubby and warm.
I touched your hand when you were one
and helped you walk my beautiful son.
I held your hand when you were two.
We ran, your favorite thing to do.
I held your hand when you were three
as you climbed on my lap and smiled at me.
I touched your hand when you were four
as the ocean touched our toes at the shore.
I touched your hand when you were five
walking you to school but when we'd arrive
I felt the tug of your hand from mine
and I knew that we had crossed a line.
I looked at you and released your hand
and said'it's okay I understand.'
As I walked back home I cried some tears
thinking of all our hand holding years.
Holding your hand became sporadic now,
when you were feverish or I felt your brow.
I held your hand a few times as a teen
but always alone so it wouldn't be seen.
I held your hand after you said, 'I do.'
We danced together just me and you.
After some years went by my son
you held the hand of your little one.
And so the times of your life turn around
and now that my hand is old I've found
you take my hand and help me walk
and as you do we intimately talk.
And it takes me back to that bright early morn
when I held your hand so chubby and warm.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupils
Theres too many people
Planning your downfall
When your spirits on trial
These nights can be frightening
Sleep transports sadness
To some other mid-brain
And somebody here
Will not be here next year
So you stand by the board
Full of fear and intention
And, if you think that theyre listening
Well, youve got to be joking
Oh, you understand change
And you think its essential
But when your profession
Is humiliation
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
Mucus on your collar
A nail up through the staff chair
A blade in your soap
And you cry into your pillow
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Im very glad the spring has come
The sun shines out so bright
All the birds that are on the trees
Are singing for delight
song performed by by Morrissey
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The Future Of The Past
New times are now old ones,
Old ones are now history,
History becomes ancient,
Ancient becomes unknown,
Unknown shifts though time,
Shaping and molding in every which way,
Unknown times become myths,
Myths become religions,
False becomes truth,
Truths move to morals,
Morals are now what we live by,
Now has just become then,
The past has once been the future,
The future will soon become the past,
You were once born in the future of the past,
But the past has caught up,
And taken you with it.
Like a deadly arrow the past pierces life,
The future itself becomes victim to its strike.
As if to be Bonnie and Clyde,
Hand in hand the two opposites collide,
Together bringing everything to their long awaited fate.
Doing what they do best toward their ever most passions,
The future and the past are, and were, the two deadliest assassins,
Today,
Tomorrow,
And yesterday...
poem by Justin MonacoBarnes
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Fancy`s Wings
How I praise thy sweetness and lovely charms
That ever rose in the ancient rhymes
Never failing and keep up climbs
Thou art blest the mortal breast
Since long that great Homer got to rest
Thy fragrance and frolic
Effect alcoholic
How often you are assumed
In falling dews and in the rising sun
In darkling dawn when all light shun
In glade and grief, we have belief
We art blest from thy lasting relief
Ages gone but mortals` praised never eclipse
Amorous Notes always adorn their lips
O good nature! Let my fancy gets wings strong
To make my rhymes sweet and prolong
poem by Gulsher john
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I Think Im A Clone Now
Isnt it strange
Feels like Im lookin in the mirror
What would people say
If only they knew that I was
Part of some geneticists plan (plan-plan-plan)
Born to be a carbon copy man (man-man-man)
There in a petri dish late one night
They took a donors body cell and fertilized a human egg and so I say
I think Im a clone now
Theres always two of me just a-hangin around
I think Im a clone now
cause every chromosome is a hand-me-down
Look at the way
We go out walking close together
I guess you could say
Im really beside myself
I still remember how it began (gan-gan-gan)
They produced a carbon copy man (man-man-man)
Born in a science lab late one night
Without a mother or a father, just a test tube and a womb with a view
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
Theres always two of me just a-hangin around
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
cause every chromosome is a hand-me-down
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
And I can stay at home while Im out of town
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
cause every pair of genes is a hand-me-down
Signing autographs for my fans
Come and meet the carbon copy man
Livin in stereo, its all right
Well I can be my own best friend and I can send myself for pizza so I say
I think Im a clone now
Another one of mes always hangin around
I think Im a clone now
cause every chromosome is a hand-me-down
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
Ive been on oprah winfrey - Im world renowned
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
And every pair of genes is a hand-me-down
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
Thats my genetic twin always hangin around
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
cause every chromosome is a hand-me-down
I think Im a clone now (a clone now)
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Hand-Me-Down!
got my hand-me-down boots,
and my hand-me-down jeans.
my broke down hand-me-down hat,
doing hand-me-down things.
my hand-me-down fire,
and my hand-me-down pot.
take a hand-me-down chair,
i'll share what i've got.
got some hand-me-down thoughts,
a couple of hand-me-down songs.
i've got a hand-me-down heart
that wont leave you alone.
we'll talk about hand-me-down freedom,
and hand-me-down truth....
in this hand-me-down world,
it's just me and you!
in this hand-me-down world....
paying hand-me-down dues!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Soothsayer
The Soothsayer's tree,
Of a cloud as small as a man's hand;
The Soothsayer's fruit,
Of a poem as sweet as your muse;
Yes, a man is measured by hie strength.
Let my poetry fall on you like rain,
Listen oh Heavens and oh Earth;
Like a shadow from a mountain with a donkey.
A head taller than others,
I will have my donkey saddle and ride on it;
Of a cloud as small as a man's hand.
Infront of the Balsam trees,
Raindrops over the leaves with love;
The one who first puts his amour on should,
Not boast like the one who takes it off.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Eros
Eros, from rest in isles far-famed,
With rising Anthesterion rose,
And all Hellenic heights acclaimed
Eros.
The sea one pearl, the shore one rose,
All round him all the flower-month flamed
And lightened, laughing off repose.
Earth's heart, sublime and unashamed,
Knew, even perchance as man's heart knows,
The thirst of all men's nature named
Eros.
II.
Eros, a fire of heart untamed,
A light of spirit in sense that glows,
Flamed heavenward still ere earth defamed
Eros.
Nor fear nor shame durst curb or close
His golden godhead, marred and maimed,
Fast round with bonds that burnt and froze.
Ere evil faith struck blind and lamed
Love, pure as fire or flowers or snows,
Earth hailed as blameless and unblamed
Eros.
III.
Eros, with shafts by thousands aimed
At laughing lovers round in rows,
Fades from their sight whose tongues proclaimed
Eros.
But higher than transient shapes or shows
The light of love in life inflamed
Springs, toward no goal that these disclose.
Above those heavens which passion claimed
Shines, veiled by change that ebbs and flows,
The soul in all things born or framed,
Eros.
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Opened The Door
the hand that
balled into a fist,
and struck another
man down...
the hand that stole
the money to feed
his family that was hungry....
the hand that wrote angry words,
threw a stone through the window.
the hand that shut the door,
leaving the stranger outside...
the hand that tore
down all that it had built,
feeling the rage of alone....
the hand that pulled the trigger,
pushed the button,
rang the register.....
the hand that touched
forbidden places,
brought rain from a cloudless sky....
the hand that clasped the other,
kneeling to pray for forgiveness....
just wiped tears from the
face of God... found the key,
and opened the door!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Apparently, I Expected Too Much Of You (A Bittersweet Eulogy For Justice)
I was told many times: 'it will be alright, you will find relief'-
Yet, none who uttered these sentiments are here, to witness my grief!
They may have said: 'just focus on what remains behind.'-
Though none still, are here, so that I may cause remind,
That there is naught left, in the wake of this horrid disaster-
Only I must regain glory lost, both here and everafter!
I have kept the thought of 3 memories, most prescient, alive;
It shall be to this very end that I endeavor, to strive.
I am steadfast in my determination, of mind and soul:
One day, I shall want for naught again, all that they stole;
I am of the righteous, so God Himself, sides with me-
Never has it not been a matter of same-truth resides with me!
I apologize profusely; apparently, I expected too much of you-
It is obvious to me now-I should have never put my trust in you!
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Results Are Not Minded.
Death is certain; we don't expect it.
We go empty hand; we don't think of it.
Fame is a bubble; we don't muse of it.
Forbidden love; we won't dropp it.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Heart's Poignant Grief
Many a lonely day, lo, many a mournful night
I have pondered when, wherest again, I may sight
My pride and joy, my children, most beauteous-
Until this glorious day, I remain steadfast and duteous!
I muse upon how, toward me, they may now cogitate;
Does thought not cross them, perchance, they efflagitate?
Assuredly, my absence from their lives is not trifle:
I shall stay this when reasons for my state do stifle!
My heart aches as days without them do elapse,
Others may believe: 'worry not, your heart adapts';
Alas, not-it withers without, time does not heal-
Synoptic they would be, if they but felt what I feel!
Naught is there to minify my heart's poignant grief,
But for consort again with them, naught is there relief!
Maurice Harris,19 October 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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Highway 51 Blues
(first releasecurtis jones)
Highway 51 runs right by my babys door
Highway 51 runs right by my babys door
But wont get the girl Im loving
Wont go down highway 51 no more.
Well, I know that highway like I know my hand
Yes, I know that highway like I know the back of my hand
Running from up wisconsin
Way down to no mans land.
Well, if I should die before my time should come
And if I should die before my time should come
Wont you bury my body
Out on highway 51?
Highway 51 runs right by my babys door
I said, highway 51 runs right by my babys door
But wont get the girl Im loving
Wont go down highway 51 no more.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Lost in everything
Lost in thought
lost in pain
lost in fear
that you can never retain!
Lost in trouble
lost in grief
lost in heartbreak
that you can never relief!
Lost in sorrow
lost in death
lost in misery
That you can never refresh!
Lost in life
lost in words
lost in everything
That you can never return!
Lost in chaos
lost in peace
lost in burdens
that you can never release!
Because these are the things
we think and feel
through the good and the bad
It's a forever done deal!
poem by Katarina Bowman
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Virtue Vs Evil
Wherever you are wherever you go
I will go with you hand in hand
A faltered state of agony and lust
I will go with you hand in hand
Vying for the amelioration of offspring
I will go with you hand in hand
Injecting an age-long flight from right
I will go with you hand in hand
The endearment of wealth and spendthrift
I will go with you hand in hand
Wherever is the wretched face of human lure
I will go with you hand in hand
The pitfall of human lot has waged a spiritual war
I will go with you hand in hand
poem by Hafiz Qasim
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