To The Stars On The Wings Of A Pig
be not hopeless
because my dear even with the wings of a pig
we can still reach the hands of the
stars...
just have that heart
the good one of course
the one that redeems the
coarseness
of humanity.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Very notable was his distinction between coarseness and vulgarity, coarseness, revealing something; vulgarity, concealing something.
quote by E.M. Forster
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How Much For Your Wings?
How much for your wings?
How much for your wings?
Well it comes and it goes
How much for your wings?
And its high and low
How much for your wings?
I can name a price
How much for your wings?
Many forget their pride
Chorus
If I were you and and you were me
Wed know
And could it be what you perceive
Is wrong?
And what I mean what wrong could be
I dont know
Im not naive but I believe
So I may grow
How much for your wings?
The soul you kiss good-bye
How much for your wings?
Watch the stars collide
How does it feel
When youre the only one?
song performed by by Black Crowes
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My Heart
As there is depth to the ocean
There is an infinite calling to my heart:
The variety of sparks flying
Tragically evolve from one
To many
To all-consuming.
These sparks may be wings
(Sudden flutter of wings) ,
Sad large brown eyes
Of cattle, horse or donkey
Preceding their cruel bending
At the hands of humans;
The sparks can be stars
Or many stars, galaxies.
The dead are calling to me.
My heart is an open container.
It is not really my property;
It is the conclusion of my pain.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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Birds have done great jobs for the progression of humanity: they kept alive our love for freedom and they insistently motivated us to reach the skies, to reach the stars!
quote by Mehmet Murat İldan
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The Grass, Not The Bench
It is not the Bench
that gives me that feeling that i have touched
the face of the sky
grope my hands upon a bunch of stars
or slide my doubting finger
to a fresh wound
of resurrection
I sit there All Day
and finds nothing that redeems me
From Oblivion
It is the grass and the ground
that it has
covered for years
faithfully that have given me
the essential strength of my bones
the tingling feeling
on my heel
the feeling is more than that
i am surrounded by silent stars
cumulus clouds
feather winds
filled with foams
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Premonition
DEAR heart, good-night!
Nay, list awhile that sweet voice singing
When the world is all so bright,
And the sound of song sets the heart a-ringing,
Oh, love, it is not right—
Not then to say, 'Good-night.'
Dear heart, good-night!
The late winds in the lake weeds shiver,
And the spray flies cold and white.
And the voice that sings gives a telltale quiver —
'Ah, yes, the world is bright,
But, dearest heart, good-night!'
Dear heart, good-night!
And do not longer seek to hold me!
For my soul is in affright
As the fearful glooms in their pall enfold me.
See him who sang how white
And still; so, dear, good-night.
Dear heart, good-night!
Thy hand I'll press no more forever,
And mine eyes shall lose the light;
For the great white wraith by the winding river
Shall check my steps with might.
So, dear, good-night, good-night!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Im Alive
Mmmmm ... mmmmm ...
Mmmmmmmmmmmm
I get wings to fly
Oh, oh ... Im alive ...
Yeah
When you call on me
When I hear you
Breathe
I get wings to fly
I feel that Im alive
When you look at me
I can touch the sky
I know that Im alive
Mmmmm ohhhhh ahhhhhh
When you bless
The day
I just drift away
All my worries die
Im glad that im
Alive
Youve set my heart
On fire
Filled me with love
Made me a woman on
Clouds above
I couldnt get
Much higher
My spirit takes flight
Cause I am alive
Ohhhhh
When you call on me
When you call on me
When I hear you breathe
When I hear you breathe
I get wings to fly
(fly)
I feel that Im alive
(Im alive)
When you reach
For me
Raising spirits high
God knows that
That Ill be the one
Standing by
Through good and
Through
Trying times
And its only begun
I cant wait for the
Rest of my life
When you call on me
When you call on me
When you reach for me
When you reach for me
I get wings to fly
I feel thatIm alive
Yeah
When you bless
The day
I just drift away
All my worries die
I know that Im alive
I get
Wings to fly
God knows that Im alive
song performed by by Celine Dion
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I can make change just to reach out
I can make change just to reach out
To reach out to somebody hands
I can make a change reach out openly to opponent
I can make a change we can be friends
I can make a change reach out for love
I can make a change reach out reach for Peace
Reach out and said Hello
Reach out and said how you do
Reach out and said you beautiful
Reach and said I love you people
Reach out, hugs one nearest to you
And give a hugs to everybody
Reach out, and touch both hands
And feel their faces
Feel is feel he is good, feel it feel she is nice
Reach out it a beautiful thing to do
and scream out loud
Show some sincerity
I love you all people
Reach out, reach out
You will see beautiful in life
Beautiful in life: SEE
poem by See Fee Lee
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Did Anyone Approach You
You never look up
You never look back
You never say anything based on fact
Youve got issues going way back
You never say hi
You never say much
You never make an effort to stay in touch
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody feel you?
Did anybody deal you?
Did anybody make you do some things now?
Did anyone approach you?
Did anybody coach you?
Did anybody tell you what to say now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
You never looked up
You never look back
You never did anything in between
Are things black and white with you
You never believed
You never belonged
Never made milestones to call your own
Ive got this feeling something happened here
Something happened here
Did anybody hide you?
Did anybody fight you?
Did anyone decide to do some harm now?
Did anybody read you?
Did anybody bleed you?
Did anybody feed you lots of junk now?
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Hopeless - its not hopeless
Doubtful - but not hopeless at all
Something happened here
Something happened here
song performed by by A-Ha
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if there is no place that can accommodate
your sadness,
i know how sweet is the
feeling of departure
you are prepared to spread your wings
but your heart is still as heavy as the weight
of your legs
but then you have the right to fly away
from sorrow
to drift away from lament
happy trip my friend
i send you my blessings
i wish you all the luck to finally reach your destination
happy flying with your wings
but before you finally go
let me know
the secret of your having grown
those pair of big and strong wings
tell me which part of your body
are you hiding your hands
for soon if i have some
i may fly away from
sadness too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Loving You Always
I will climb this mountain
cross islands of despair,
crawl over barren deserts
until I reach your heart my dear.
Oh, how I want to draw
you to me and tell you
the way I feel. So many
troubles we have had.
No ocean is big enough to
keep me from you my dear,
or star so far away
for me to reach you.
Heaven only knows how much
love have I buried in my heart
for you my love. Your smile
will always bring sunshine
to my soul.
De Profundis
Oh why is heaven built so far,
Oh why is earth set so remote?
I cannot reach the nearest star
That hangs afloat.
I would not care to reach the moon,
One round monotonous of change;
Yet even she repeats her tune
Beyond my range.
I never watch the scatter'd fire
Of stars, or sun's far-trailing train,
But all my heart is one desire,
And all in vain:
For I am bound with fleshly bands,
Joy, beauty, lie beyond my scope;
I strain my heart, I stretch my hands,
And catch at hope.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Dear Valentine
Dear valentine
Dear friend
Tonight we dine
Once again
Dear valentine
Dear lover
The stars will shine
Undercover
Dear valentine
Dear heart
Just like sunshine
So together, but apart...
poem by Gloraly Gomez
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My dear son, you are a man
My dear son, you are a man
Man is not beast and man is not God
And man can not change his nature
My dear man, your source of strength is sun
And sun is in the sky and sky is within you.
My dear son, your body is your chariot
And your chariot is taking you
Where you want to go no matter hell or heaven.
There is nothing like bad or good and
Hell or heaven my dear son
Hell is within you so also heaven.
My dear son, you are a man
Humanity is your identity
And that given to you when you born.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Wish You Were With Me
There at the horizon now
The sun is meeting the sea.
The radiant sky is painted
With splashes of yellow and red;
It seems, the warmth of love
Just came off the water bed.
Wish you were with me!
Touching the wings of one another
The skeins of geese fly.
Do not know, where are they heading to
Is it a place unknown or a home nearby?
From a distance, I watch the magical moves
Where the feelings of love are running high.
Wish you were with me!
The shadow of loneliness is getting longer
And so is the darkness on the beach.
The waxing crescent moon appears brighter,
As she finds the stars within reach.
Behind the moving clouds, she glows!
While she plays with the dear one,
I watch the love flow...
Wish you were with me!
While I sit on the sand,
My unraveled fingers
Long to touch your hand.
In an emptiness
My heart is about to cry
With the pain within, swelling like waves,
Oh dear, my yearning soul here quietly lies.
poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Searching
I'm searching for something
Something I've already found
But not knowing that I've found it
Not even sure what it is that I've found
I'm not sure it's my soul that can't find it
Or my senses that seem to block my mind
From finding what I'm searching for that
I've already found
Or is it the heart that I can't trust to help me
Find my way to this thing I have found but don't know
I've found it
Is it the barrier we all have to come across?
That we will find but never know that we have found it
Or is it my lonesome imagination
trying to play tricks on me
I guess this is just one more thing
I have to deal with today
I know I'll always be searching
for something I've already found
And it will always be searching
for me but it has already found me
I know this thing I'm searching for
has and will change my life for the better
For I hold it very dear to me but don't know I do
And it holds me dear to it but
dose not know it holds me dear
I will always be within it
It will always be within me
We are part of each other
Pieces of a puzzle
The stars in the map of stars
Two wings of a butterfly
But what could it be that I'm searching for
Dose it think about me
Dose it wonder about who I am
Is it just as confused about me
as I am about it
as we lay on the blanket under the stars silently thinking
you turn on your side put your hand around me
then say so sweetly
so passionately
I'm so glad I found you baby
I've been looking for you for a life time
I love you and always will
for you are the only thing I’ve been
searching for
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Gods children, both of us
Poor Beauty, my feathered friend,
Your heart is cold, upon the ground.
Ah, your colours fade to grey
I can see your eyes lose their shine.
Your wings can´t carry you anymore
The sweet melody died out
Oh my princess of the air, your time has come.
You shall never reach the cloud crown.
Let me hold you one last time,
My hands will support you on your last journey.
Lift on your wings once more child of the sky,
For death is the greatest adventure.
Fly towards the light of almighty
But you must go alone, humble and afraid.
How I long to soar away with you!
But I am a human, child of earth,
Born from soil and water, bound to my mother, the globe.
I have no feathers, no wings, we are different
You and I, daughter of the wind, prisoner of the ground.
Now I say my good bye´s, return to me, when I am dead.
I hope, I pray that when I´m gone
I can grow white feathers and be free!
poem by Anne Harkonen
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Dear Heart
Dear heart
I wish you could see that
Dear heart
You mean the world to me
Man with the broken heart filled with lead
Suffered and he fought for what he believed
The fighting is over now, the man is dead
A martyr for the cause
Man with the golden arm, his face gone pale
Taken too much junk, hes gone over the rale
Breathes out a sigh and his body wails
Hes gonna land in trouble, land in jail
Hed give his life, give his everything
To reach that goal and take that last and final fling
But I guess its just another story
In the greatest story ever told
Dear heart
I wish that you could see that
Dear heart
You mean the world to me
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Dear Heart
Dear heart
I wish you could see that
Dear heart
You mean the world to me
Man with the broken heart filled with lead
Suffered and he fought for what he believed
The fighting is over now, the man is dead
A martyr for the cause
Man with the golden arm, his face gone pale
Taken too much junk, hes gone over the rale
Breathes out a sigh and his body wails
Hes gonna land in trouble, land in jail
Hed give his life, give his everything
To reach that goal and take that last and final fling
But I guess its just another story
In the greatest story ever told
Dear heart
I wish that you could see that
Dear heart
You mean the world to me
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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African Touch and Russian Cure
Do you have sense my dear wench?
You shouldn't reach me soon to drench
in destitute situations dire.
A leap off Africa from mire
isn't fair the old man's hands to clench.
The pedicurists my heart wrench!
your touch pushes me in a trench
and kisses me to fall in fire.
Do you have sense my dear?
A manicurist to retrench
from her land yearns, and to avenge
poverty, likes me to hire.
Tattooists too, to me wire.
The maids mail me my thirst to quench.
Do you have sense my dear?
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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