A lone tree
A lone tree will not make a grove.
In a grove too, it stands itself.
A lone man makes no society.
In a society too, he stands himself.
27.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The society is a necessary evil.
A lone man, with a football,
On a lone ground, when heading the goal,
Can derive no interest out of it.
He requires court, rules, competitors,
And overwhelming spectators.
You have interest in life
As, with interest, the society watches you.
The society grooms you and brooms you.
24.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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China Groove
When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
Down around San Antone
And the folks are risin' for another day
'Round about their homes
The people of the town are strange
And they're proud of where they came
Well, you're talkin' 'bout China Grove
Oh, China Grove
Well, the preacher and the teacher
Lord, they're a caution
They are the talk of the town
When the gossip gets to flyin'
And they ain't lyin'
When the sun goes fallin' down
They say that the father's insane
And dear Missus Perkin's a game
We're talkin' 'bout the China Grove
Oh, China Grove
But every day there's a new thing comin'
The ways of an oriental view
The sheriff and his buddies
With their samurai swords
You can even hear the music at night
And though it's a part of the Lone Star State
People don't seem to care
They just keep on lookin' to the East
Talkin' 'bout the China Grove
Oh, China Grove
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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China Grove
Tom johnston
When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
Down around san antone
And the folks are risin for another day
round about their homes
The people of the town are strange
And theyre proud of where they came
Well, youre talkin bout china grove
Oh, china grove
Well, the preacher and the teacher
Lord, theyre a caution
They are the talk of the town
When the gossip gets to flyin
And they aint lyin
When the sun goes fallin down
They say that the fathers insane
And dear missus perkins a game
Were talkin bout the china grove
Oh, china grove
But every day theres a new thing comin
The ways of an oriental view
The sheriff and his buddies
With their samurai swords
You can even hear the music at night
And though its a part of the lone star state
People dont seem to care
They just keep on lookin to the east
Talkin bout the china grove
Oh, china grove
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Lone Wolf
I am a lone wolf
I always was and will be
I feel fine, I am resigned to this
I am a lone wolf
I am a lone wolf
Got my cares
Wrapped up all nice and neat
In my suitcase
Ill take it down the street
To a place with plenty of space for me
I am a lone wolf
I am a lone wolf
It blows my mind
That people wanna try to get inside my tired head
I am a lone wolf
I am a lone wolf
I am a lone wolf
Nobody needs to get too close to me
Youll only see this truth
I am a lone wolf
song performed by by Eels
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The Palm And The Pine
From the German of Heine.
In the far North stands a Pine-tree, lone,
Upon a wintry height;
It sleeps: around it snows have thrown
A covering of white.
It dreams forever of a Palm
That, far i' the Morning-land,
Stands silent in a most sad calm
Midst of the burning sand.
poem by Sidney Lanier
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On The Road
I 's boun' to see my gal to-night--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
De moon ain't out, de stars ain't bright--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
Dis hoss o' mine is pow'ful slow,
But when I does git to yo' do'
Yo' kiss 'll pay me back, an' mo',
Dough lone de way, my dearie.
De night is skeery-lak an' still--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
'Cept fu' dat mou'nful whippo'will--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
De way so long wif dis slow pace,
'T 'u'd seem to me lak savin' grace
Ef you was on a nearer place,
Fu' lone de way, my dearie.
I hyeah de hootin' of de owl--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
I wish dat watch-dog would n't howl:--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
An' evaht'ing, bofe right an' lef',
Seem p'int'ly lak hit put itse'f
In shape to skeer me half to def--
Oh, lone de way, my dearie!
I whistles so's I won't be feared--
Oh lone de way, my dearie!
But anyhow I's kin' o' skeered,
Fu' lone de way, my dearie.
De sky been lookin' mighty glum,
But you kin mek hit lighten some,
Ef you 'll jes' say you's glad I come,
Dough lone de way, my dearie.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Low Society
A judge a dentist or physician
In this low society
Trade ambition for position
In this low society
Have you heard its in the stars
Next july we collide with mars
Have you heard it in the bars
In this low society
No more pay and lots of leisure
In this low society
Low society
Im just doing what I can
In this low society
But Im an incidental man
In this low society
I give away what others sell
The secrets yours so never tell
cos if you do youll go to hell
Low society
Side by side and always tired
All for one and no-one hired
All thats left is love inspired
Low society
And when the party is complete
And youre still standing on your feet
The taste of victory is sweet
Low society
And darling dont forget
In this low society
To turn off your t.v. set
In this low society
The most important thing at all
In this low society
Is not to stand too tall
In this low society
In this world that never learns
I can see rome as it burns
All the passion and the power
Turns to ash within an hour
No more play and no more pleasure
In this low society
song performed by by Heaven 17
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That's Our Society
Cries,
Screams,
Tears,
Anarchy.
That's our society.
Pure hate,
Heartless souls,
Numb,
Prejudice.
That's our society.
Unwanted,
Vacant,
Deserted,
Plain.
That's our society.
Conformity,
Pain,
Death,
War.
That's our society.
It makes it seem like it's
Not where you'd want to
Be placed, doesn't it?
poem by Melissa Joy Chesky
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Bob Roberts Society Band
[transcribed by linda h]
Bob roberts society band
By: jimmy buffett
1996
Well, youve heard about the alligators sleepin in the shade
Youve heard heard about the sugar barons screwin up the glades,
Its a melting pot existance
That is hard to contemplate
And a never ending battle in the sunshine state.
But far, far away from the front page news,
Far, far away from the headline blues,
Down a secondary road that severely shows its age
The forties comes to life on a make-shift stage.
Its the bob roberts society band.
Playing every sunday at the orange grove stand.
They dont play grunge and they dont play loud.
Its the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.
Well, the word goes out
From melbourne to the keys.
The faithful get the message
Like its written on the breeze.
Young folks, old folks,
bout to cut a rug
Fox trot, bunny hop,
Do the jitterbug,
To the bob roberts society band.
Playing every sunday at the orange grove stand.
They dont play grunge and they dont play loud.
Its the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.
I saw mini vans from boca,
Buses from perrine.
There were people speaking hindu
In the bar-b-que line.
A couple on their honeymoon
Looked a bit confused.
But the boys in the band put em right in the mood.
They played.....
A lady dressed in purple started dancing all alone
Then she sauntered oh so gently to the vacant microphone.
She sounded like shes someone and never missed a beat.
By the time the number ended they were dancin in the street.
Theyd died and gone to heaven,
That lively little crowd,
Trombones and saxophones
Sent em through the clouds.
It could have gone all night
But the party had to stop.
When they blew the circuit breaker
In the souvenir shop.
Its the bob roberts society band
Playing every sunday at the orange grove stand
They dont play grunge and they dont play loud
Its the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.
Its the bob roberts society band
Playing every sunday down at the orange grove stand
They dont play grunge and they dont play loud
Its the magic of the music that still draws a crowd.
Oh-yea-a-a-ah!
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Superficial Society
So I'm not good enough to hang out with your friends
You say it's a bluff, it's no lie
You want to be cool and hang with both sides
But what would they say, I'm the fool
It's a superficial society
It's a bunch of bullshit can't you see
Why wouldn't you wake up to reality
I guess backstabbing ain't the way of life for me
Open your mind and close your eyes
To the things that really persist
It's not your hair or the things you wear
That makes someone socially exist
It's hard to find yourself sometimes
Around the people with a cool policy
Why don't you let yourself unwind
And leave that lame society
Superficial society
Superficial society
Superficial society
It's all superfical to me
Superficial society
Superficial society
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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No taste without society
A society is
An army wherein each one
Is an unchained slave.
A society is
A fortress in which each one
Is under the siege.
A society is
A kennel wherein the pair
Is in surveillance.
A society is
A prison with prisoners
Kept in unshackled.
Without society,
Pride and prejudice will fail
To add to one's taste.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (22 March 2012)
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Dialogue
The Lone Star: Why are you looking at me?
Me: : For a soulful company
The Lone Star: I am so above, you are far below
Me: : My heart yearns for a distant fellow
The Lone Star: Do I not blink too often!
Me: : My pulse beats too fast, O listen!
The Lone Star: I am a citizen of a cold universe
Me: : My heart warms for you and will never lapse
The Lone Star: I float alone like a wanderer
Me: : I can touch your reflection on a dew's sphere
The Lone Star: You miss me when there is a day's light
Me: : You sleep so quiet in depth of a day's bright
The Lone Star: For ages lonely I am here
Me: : When I shall leave my place, I will be right there
Shamik Bose 6.6.2010 Calcutta
poem by Shamik Bose
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Stand in The Rain
She stands bellow the tree,
As she looks out towards the sea.
Her eyes see the blue, yet her mind is lost,
It has left her on it's journey remembering what it lost.
The breeze blows though her dark crimson hair,
And still she does not blink, she only stares.
She stares though nothing only seeing pain,
The pain that has left her standing in the rain.
The rain falls around her on the sea,
Yet still she stands under the tree,
It will not leave her, it will not go,
What she has seen will never go,
She will always remain alone,
She remains in the wind as it moans,
She feels movement of the air,
Yet she does not hear it, she does not fear,
Se fears not the storm, only the pain,
She stands by the side of the sea, stands in the rain.
She stands here, still,
As the pain begons to kill.
She stands and looks past her heart through the pain,
As she stands in the rain.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Lone Yellow Flower Waves In The Open Fields
lone yellow flower
waves in the open fields
bowing according to the tune
among the sea of green;
lone yellow flower has no one to blame
and it seeks none to praise
for it knows all life comes in
when the conditions are right;
lone yellow flower knows
death comes in like the wind;
lone yellow flower
is never alone
for it is a part of the expression
of the earth and time and the universe;
lone yellow flower sees what is before and around
lone yellow flower observes what is within and about
and so lone yellow flower lives with no delusions
no beliefs of heaven and hell
fears none and does not live or die
to please or amuse or appease;
and lone yellow flower
blossoms and shines
and shrivels and ceases
in harmony
with what actually is;
lone yellow flower
waves in the open fields
bowing according to the tune
among the sea of green
poem by Raj Arumugam
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The Mountain and the Wind
The mountain stands
The wind plays with her
Leaving her treetops in disarray
The wind moves on, unaware
Of the rustling gossips
Of him and her.
The mountain stands
The wind serenades her
A sighing song among the leaves
The wind moves on, unaware
Of the thousand songs he gave
Echoing in the bamboo grove of her heart.
The mountain stands
The wind dances around her
A waltz, a tango one eventide
The wind moves on, unaware
Of the face he left behind
Carved forever in her heart.
poem by Angelina Pandian
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Cops Not Needed
In a highly evolved society,
cops would not be a necessity.
People have a higher Consciousness,
whole society would be in Oneness.
We would all live in peace as One,
everyone would be like Christ the son.
Values would be taught like honesty,
responsibility and how to express what we feel,
We would all have are needs met and would not have to steal.
No teenage gangs for teenagers are listened to,
they have changed the society and made it a new.
We used creative thinking to think all issues through,
instead of using force, punishment which makes us feel blue.
Written By Christina Sunrise on November 12,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Huckleberry Grove
Shirley was a lady whose teeth were made of gold
She danced before the music and everything it told
Huckleberry Grove
Where the music plays into tomorrow night
Huckleberry Grove
Only fools would need to argue or to fight
Shirley had eight children and each of them were told
You got joy for singing burning in your soul
Huckleberry Grove
Where the idiots can't ease you of your mind
Huckleberry Grove
Take a free train
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from B-Sides: Seasides & Freerides
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Forever Together
There it stands.
That fateful tree.
The tree out in the field,
the one from when I was a child.
The one where I spent endless hours doing nothing.
The tree that I did homework at.
This tree holds so many memories.
Enough to fill it from the top to bottom.
Happy memories, sad memories, angry moments,
All the good times and all the bad.
This is the tree of love.
Where I had my first kiss.
Three times...
This is the tree where I was born.
This is the tree that I will be buried under.
I love this tree.
It loves me.
We know each other so well.
Our hearts are one.
They have been for quite some time,
but Here I come.
Wait no longer lone tree.
I will be with you forever now.
It's been awhile hasn't it?
The police took their sweet time didn't they?
That isn't a factor now.
We are in the process of being united.
It won't be long now.
Forever together.
It won't be long.
Forever.
Forever...
poem by Zac Beemer
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The Lone, Long Wait
When God created
The universe,
He made inevitable
This
Lone, long wait.
Every bright day
Waits
Lone and long
To disappear into
The darkness of
night.
Each cold winter
Waits
Lone and long
To bathe in the warmth of
summer sun.
Each heart
Waits
Lone and long
To have a fill of
some love, Some affection.
In its whole run
life
Waits
Lone and long
To nestle in the arms of
Death, the ultimate destination.
I often wonder
Why God?
Why?
Why everywhere
You made inevitable
This
Lone, long wait?
poem by Anjali Kakati
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A Glorious Gown of Glimmering Gold
A glorious gown of glimmering gold
Encompasses one luminary globe
Against the sky of this still grove
The crickets moan in baritone
Their cellos serenade my soul
In a glorious gown of glimmering gold
Against the sky of this still grove
The light of fireflies erodes
One’s seemingly inert ego
Yet silhouettes still seem to show
The night is more than what’s foretold-
Against the sky of this still grove.
Though man is made in manifold-
He is among the truly whole-
A glorious gown of glimmering gold
Against the sky of this still grove.
poem by Lazarus Knix
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