A Poem For My Country
Beijing is fine
the summer palace is cool
the tombs and temples are dignified and
mysterious and for the whole
of china and its people and
lakes and moats
and trees and gardens
i am mystified but
back home
then where my heart sings
The Philippines is still
my own home for it is here
where my heart is
beating
where my soul
is at peace
and true to my own
patriotism
there is no other place
that i love
this Philippines, this country
that welcomes me
wherever i was
lost.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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O Philippines!
O Philippines, my beloved country!
An archipelago of islands in Southeast Asia,
Rich in culture and society.
Her fame spreads like a 'flavored shisha.'
A variety of rare animals you'll see
Such as tarsiers, tamaraws, flying lemurs...
Marine species and coral reefs by the sea.
O Great Philippines! Her beauty shines!
Come now and visit Philippines.
Go to Boracay and Palawan Islands,
As one of the wonders of the world today
And join the hundreds of tourists each day.
And yes! I'm proud to live in Philippines
With so many loving memories.
O Philippines! I greatly admire!
For Her I'll give up my life.
She made me
Of who I am today,
An abiding citizen to the country.
O Philippines! I greatly admire!
poem by Alon Calinao Dy
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Back Home
Yeah yeah yeah
Well Im going back this summer to ohio
Im gonna seek out all my friends Ive always known
Im goin back to that farm that I remember
Well Im goin to spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Im gonna get up every morning before the roosters
Ill run downstairs fix my breakfast all alone
Ill milk those cows feed the chickens and the horses
Well Im gonna spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Ill eat everything that ma puts on the table
When I get back you wont believe how Ive grown
Ill hit the sack early everynight thinkin bout tomorrow whoa oh
Well Im gonna spend this summer back home
Back home, back home, back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Thats what Im gonna do thats where Im gonna be, thats this summer
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Gonna get up, gonna get up, gonna get up every morning
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Hey woo feels okay back home
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Back To The Well
When my home is, so far away
And I miss you, so bad it hurts
When I feel like, Ive lost my way
I know where to go to quench my thirst.
Chorus:
Back to the well for a drink of cool, cool water
Back to the arms where my heart first fell,
Back to the place my loving cup runs over
Back to my love, back to the well.
Cross the ocean and around the world
Ive logged a million country miles
But I always come back to the girls
Who makes it all worth while.
Chorus:
Back to the well for a drink of cool, cool water
Back to the arms where my heart first fell,
Back to the place my loving cup runs over
Back to my love, back to the well.
Chorus:
Back to the well for a drink of cool, cool water
Back to the arms where my heart first fell,
Back to the place my loving cup runs over
Back to my love, back to the well.
Back to my love, back to the well...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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I Wish I Had My Home
Home
Brandon
Home
What is a home?
Where is home?
When can I go home?
Home is a place where you can feel safe
Home is a place where you can break down in the free
Home is the place where you feel joy happiness and whole
Home is a place where you lay your heart in
I have laid my heart in three different places
(What) My first home is a place everywhere
All I need is a basket and a ball
All I did was give a ball love and I got something better in return
A ball gave me hope, understanding and appreciation for true love
I have never put more hours into one thing than it
It was always my top priority and I was it’s top priority
Better than any girlfriend and any friend
Home
Brandon
Home
What is a home?
Where is home?
When can I go home?
Home is a place where you can feel safe
Home is a place where you can break down in the free
Home is the place where you feel joy happiness and whole
Home is a place where you lay your heart in
I have laid my heart in three different places
(What) My first home is a place everywhere
All I need is a basket and a ball
All I did was give a ball love and I got something better in return
A ball gave me hope, understanding and appreciation for true love
I have never put more hours into one thing than it
It was always my top priority and I was it’s top priority
Better than any girlfriend and any friend
It only treated me great when I treated it great
I could never leave my hear with it because it put it’s heart in mine
I wish I had my home
(Where) My home is a place where dreams are rested and free and comfort
I feel safe, I feel that I can get some sleep and I feel that Im at home
When my body needs a rest it has hammocks for me
When I need a place to think and collaborate it always had a quite spot with a beautiful view for me
When I need a place to escape to, it welcomes me with open arms and I can stay as long as I like
I have made my imprint in the Cayman Islands and It has left its imprint in me and have left one part of my life in it and
I wish I could go back home.
(When) I miss her so much and I would do anything to see her again
I miss her humbleness, her laugh and her comfort when I need to break down
I miss her when I need her there or when there is a good moment
I miss my home because my home is in her
She is my home but it is a place where I cannot stay
Instead of me leaving my home, my home left me and I forgot something inside
I know she can take care of my home but I hope she takes care of my heart
If it has too I know it will bleed for her and it would become hers
All I want is to know when I can go and see my home where my heart lays
poem by Buddha Love
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You Dwell In Me
You dwell in me my beloved
Ah and beyond
Inside me there's a heart, exists there just for keeping you inside
You're the reason that's why beauties exist and I believe in
Every time you'r there, In my soul
Butterflies fly to blue skies sway
Taking with them the soul within
Inside me lies love and colorful butterflies
Angels have caves covered with veils
No one can take away the love, love stray
While lovers return home angels cry home alone.
Return home beloved bring the love back home
Return home one time may angels stop their cry's
May peace once again comes home
Im here alone, afraid is my soul
Storms out there people's cry my heart can't more bear
Children's bare hands
Return back my beloved bring the love which is lost
Tell him here is his real home.
Ah beloved!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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My Heart Sings
My heart sings.
My heart sings the songs of happiness.
My heart sings the songs of joy.
My heart sings the songs of peace.
My heart sings the songs of the Blues.
My heart sings the songs of the Gospel.
My heart sings the songs of good news.
My heart cries a melody for all to hear.
My heart sings the harmonies of love.
My heart sings a song of beauty
that comes from the Thorne Birds
just before they die.
My heart sings songs to keep me alive.
My heart sings songs for as long as it beats.
My heart sings forever.
My heart sings haluwasa.
My heart sings.
poem by Jennifer Burns
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A Country Boy At Heart
No matter what city I live in
it will never be home to me
my home is the wide-open spaces
in the heart of the countryside.
Where fields stretch to the horizon,
changing colours with the seasons
as they fall upon us for a while.
I’m a country boy at heart;
in the country is where my heart is free.
Away from the city turmoil
and the rush of vacant minds
breathing in the cool clear air
with no worries about time.
No bleating of irate horns
only the twittering of birds
winging they way through
the freeways of the sky.
Yes, I’m a country boy at heart
that is the place I want to be.
In the country where my heart is free.
5 March 2011
poem by David Harris
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Wow, Philippines
this country
is blessed with lush rainforest
harboring
a variety of tropical
flora and fauna
huge ferns
multicolored birds
fishes and
butterfies
crossed by multiple navigable rivers
san juanico bridge
mc arthur park
clear waters
crystalline
bluer clouds
shining sun
blooming flowers
pocked by mysterious caverns
and refreshing waterfalls
atop a wooden raft
some ropes
and splashes
how could i ever ignore
this country
my country
my town
that now i am traveling
always like
a stranger
saying
wow, wow, philippines!
come my friends
we must try again
remembering the fresher times
of rivers and seas
and clouds and skies
wow, wow, philippines
i have never been
and yet so near
the islands of my dreams
now these realities
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Need to Come Back Home
Home is where the heart is.
That is what they say.
Home is where the heart is.
So let me find my way
back to you.
I've wandered much too long,
seen a lot of sights,
drifted like a boat
'til darkness filled my nights
I've seen too many people
everywhere I've been.
And not one face I've seen
can replace the love I'm in.
*** So I need to come back home to the face I left behind.
I need to come back home to the place I left behind.
I need to come back home and find you once again
and let my wandering end.
Piano interlude
I've searched each place I've gone
never could sit tight.
Left my tracks behind
'til darkness filled my mind.
Guess I can't replace you.
Gotta journey back to you
swallow up my pride.
REPEAT ***
Home is where the heart is.
That is what I say.
Home is where the heart is
So let me find my way
back to you.
Words and Music by Edwina Reizer
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Im Going Back Home
Rudy stevenson
Im going back home where I was born
First I planned to stay but I cant live this way
Im going back home where I was born
Try to understand I think this citys grand
But with all its charme give me the little country farm
Im going back home where I was born
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah now oh yeah
I tell you all about it I think you ought to know
Tell you all about it why I wanna go
I miss the country preacher and the house of prayer
I miss the bootlegger smelling in the air
Miss friendly faces and the country smiles
The crickets singing you can hear it for miles
Miss the rooster crowing at the break of dawn
Yes it all happens where I was born
Miss the fried chicken colored greens
Miss the hot biscuits and the lima beans
Miss the prayer meeting where the people pray
With the drum beating till the break of day
You can have it you can have it
You can have it you can have it
You can have thy town I wont be around
This here lifes too fast but ll never never last
Im going back home where I was born
I got to go home got to go home
Where the people are real people can feel
Got to go down got to go down
Leave here today on my way so long so long
Going back home going back home
Got to go home got to go home
Got to go home got to go home
Where I where I was born
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Take me Back home
Take me back,
Back where I once came from,
From the place I was born and raised,
This place I am at its not home its pure hell for me,
A young child who was only
8 left home to be in a new so called happy place,
That place made me miserable,
Hated by those who hated me,
Picked on those you can’t fight back,
Yet I cry and cry over no one heard my pain,
I scream no one heard,
It’s a little too late for me to go back,
At 16 yet I still think of my true home where my true heart lays,
Where I must try to go back no matter what it takes,
Just take me back home where I feel safe at.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Rhythm Of My Heart
(marc jordan, john capek)
Across the street the river runs
Down in the gutter life is slipping away
Let me still exist in another place
Running under cover of a helicopter blade
The flames are getting higher in effigy
Burning down the bridges of my memory
Love may still be alive somewhere someway
Where theyre downing only deer
A hundred steel towns away
Oh rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
With the words i love you rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
Ill be sailing
Photographs and kerosene light up my darkness
Light it up, light it up
I can still feel the touch of your thin blue jeans
Running down the alley Ive got my eyes all over you baby
Oh baby
Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
With the words i love you rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky Ill be sailing
Ill be sailing
Oh Ive got lightning in my veins
Shifting like the handle of a slot machine
Love may still exist in another place
Im just yanking back the handle
No expression on my face
Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
With the words i love you rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
Ill be sailing
Oh the rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
With the words i love you rolling off my tongue
No never will I roam for I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
Ill be sailing
The rhythm of my heart is beating like a drum
With the words i love you rolling off my tongue
Never will I roam for I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
Ill be sailing
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Home Again In My Heart
One in a million in a lonely town,
Two hundred people trying to keep me down,
Ive taken all I can, I aint lookin back.
Small town boy in a back yard lot,
Cant make a living with the luck Ive got
Im gonna leave it all, I aint looking back.
Thats the way I remember, it seemed to me when I was young.
But I can still see the leaves slowly fall to the ground,
And the snow on the trees as the winter comes down.
Still I go home again in my heart.
My father worked hard on the railroad track;
37 years cut across his back,
He gave it all he had for what he believed.
Like every other kid that came before,
I grew up believing there was something more
And I still believe, I still believe.
Thats the way I remember, it seemed to me when I was young.
But I can still see the leaves slowly fall to the ground,
And the snow on the trees as the winter comes down.
Still I go home again in my heart.
But I can still see the lightning on a warm summer night
And the rain on the roof when I close my eyes;
I can still hear us laughing on the front porch in the dark.
There are days when I know that Ive traveled so far
That Ill never find the road leading back to the start,
Still I go home again in my heart
Still I go home again in my heart
In my heart, in my heart
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Welcome Home
In my life
I have seen
Far away places
Wild and serene
But nothing I saw
Prepared me for
The mat on the floor
Saying "welcome home"
Time flies
See the moon rise
As I'm makin' my way
Through another long day
But I'll go
To a place I know
In my heart I know
There's just no place
Like home
Welcome home
Welcome home
To that place
That's safe and warm
Always a shelter
From the storm
I'm going home
Welcome home
Roll out the welcome mat
For me!
I'm goin' home
Sometimes
I remember
All the days I never knew
If I would ever make it through
But just when
I'd give up again
I'd remember when the days
Were stormy
Home was always
Waitin' for me
Sayin'
Welcome home
Welcome home
Where there will always be
A welcoming light on
Just for me
When I go home
Welcome home
No place
That I would rather be
Than goin' home
In my heart I know
That someday when my time
Is drawing near
I'm gonna hear
Welcome home
Welcome home
Where there will always be
Somebody waiting
There for me
When I go home
Home sweet home
Everyone's smilin' just for me
When I go home
In my heart I see
Somebody waiting
There for me
Welcome home
Welcome home
It looks like a
Starlight symphony
I'm goin' home
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Home is much more
I thought of home
As a dwelling house
Where I could lay naked without a blouse
I thought of home
As a dwelling house
Playing cat and mouse with my spouse
But home is much more!
Much more than a place you lay your head
O! where do I begin
Home is within
Home is deep rooted in ones soul
Home is empty if your heart has a large hole
Home is rebirth from childbirth to death
Home is when you make peace with thyself
And return back to earth!
I thought of home
As a bed with a respectable foam
I thought of home
As a place we feel we belong
Recharging our bodies to be strong
I thought of home
As living in no chronological order
With father, mother, sister or brother
I thought of home
Associating it with family
Affiliating it with ones country
Contemplating with the idea
As where one spends Christmas, Easter and New Year
O! dear
But home is much more!
O! where do I begin
Home is within
Home is thy inside twin
Your spiritual interior environment
No one dares enter without thy consent!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.co.uk
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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A Heart That Worships
A heart that worships is so emptied
Of fears, of doubts and worrying
It speaks in joy for what God did
In praise and thanks it always sings.
A heart that worships only beats
For God Who handles it with care
In daily prayer it will meet
His Love and Faithfulness there.
A heart that worships is at rest
For God's assurance is His promise
His will for us is always best
Our earthly weariness will cease.
When we feel lost and oh so empty
Our hearts of worship will return
To our God Who is all worthy
With praise and love He'll make us yearn.
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May 6,2009
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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San Francisco
I, I know what you did
Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss
Love, is dancing on my finger
He got to the heart of the matter and lingered
Now I'm walking with the living
I always liked Steinbeck and those old men whistling
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back and you tell me I'm home
Talking in the Mission
Over coffee this is my utopia
Then I'll be your lady
As the ocean rises, the sun is fading
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back, we're back in san fran
And now I feel the ever after
Over red wine on the eve of summer
The buzz, the buzz of the city
As we settle in it's majesty
I, I know what you did
Like a boy of summer gives his first kiss
We're back, we're back in San Francisco
We're back and you tell me I'm home
You tell me I am home
You tell me I am home
You tell me I am home
Back in San Francisco
And I know what you did in San Francisco
I know what you did in San Francisco
San Francisco
song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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Home R Not Home
Home a place of comfort
Home a place you love
Home a place you make a living
Not home you fell alone
Not home you fell like you don’t belong
Not home you’re out of your comfort zone
Always lost
Always confused
Hating it
Wishing you were back home
No fun
Hopping you didn’t waste your time
Lost
Lonely
Always lost
Always confused
Home R Not Home
poem by Keith Young
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When I Look Into Your Eyes
When I look at your eyes
I read a thousand love poems
Spoken softly in a thousand sighs
Embracing me like I was home.
When I look into your eyes
A thousand words of love there seen
Deep emotions I find there lie
Expressed to me, like I was a queen
When I look into your eyes Love,
All Time and Space just disappear
I seem to be lost in the galaxies above
And that feeling comes when you are near.
One look...so eloquent in meaning
Drown me in a burst of brilliant stardust
As my heart glows with intense beating
I feel like melting, and dropp my gaze...I must.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 22,2010
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Come Back Home!
Come back Father!
come back Home!
see your daughter
come back home
request is long,
though words are meager,
heart is tired,
eyes are eager,
to see you again
but cannot find
a single glimpse of your face
full of grace...
O! kind and tender!
come back home...
with your image
dreams are pregnant
dreams are rich
but inadequate,
for this craving heart.
i have portraits of your figure fine
but these photos are unkind.
they don't let
your tender hands
reach my head.
so come back home...
why don't you hear
my mute cries...?
tho' these are knocking
upon the higher skies.
don't you know
that in my heart
your memory lies.
my anxious soul
and silent sighs
call you Father
come back Home...
see your daughter
come back Home...
poem by Shahzia Batool
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