The pause enhances.
She is such like any other beauty.
She looks more than such beauties
By the pause that she gives
In between her appearances.
Pauses enhance the musical notes
02.11.2004
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Beauty is an energy
Is being fair a beauty?
Is she a beauty, who has fair skin,
Youth or virgininity?
There are beauties, of gray,
Ill cut, ripe and mothers.
Beauty is an energy exuding.
28.05.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A beauty likes a fool
Wise men know what monsters
The beauty queens could make them.
Fools only are fit to beauties
And could be as hen pecked.
29.06.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Many Menopause
At, the many menopause there are MANY PAUSES
men pause
Priests pause
And dogs sometimes wait on corners
Cats pause, sleep, and eat, and scratch their claws,
And the many pauses stops sleep
Mind leaps
limbs squeak then later creak
legs go to sleep
At the foot of the many mounts of pauses
The summit dissapears without a peep
Thoughts implode
awoken from their sleep
At a concert (classical)
A manly diva hits the keys like liberace
A many pause of clearing throats in silence
To cover up the bigger pause of being mistaken, then
An old man in a dress, hobbles out off the podium to take a leak
Meanwhile a million women over forty toss and turn in a pool
of troubled sleep
The pauses trickle on in patterns
like a carefully choreographed song
People shuffle foot slow in endless queues
Some stand in galleries like statues taking in the view
Meanwhile a women enraged and certain of her plight
Takes out a writ against her ovaries
And the OESTROGEN that left one lonely night
Her unloved spouse believes she's finally lost the plot
HOW CAN SHE PLACE A HORMONE IN THE DOCK?
So it was no suprise when the trial came
Her OESTROGEN just didn't show and couldn't take the blame!
The Judge cried 'She's a LOON!
And tried to console her with some HRT to go!
But still not satisfied she took her plight
To the Jerry Springer Show
And not suprising after PAUSING many pauses
Her Oestrogen just failed to show
I rest my case! she finally said
My fertile days of Eggs have gone
And then she paused a MANY PAUSE
And put the kettle on!
Alberta Spriggs-Parchly
poem by Yvette Smith
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The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes--ah, that is where the art resides
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The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes ah, that is where the art resides.
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I don't think I handle the notes much differently from other pianists. But the pauses between the notes - ah, there is where the artistry lies!!
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The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes--ah, that is where the art resides!
Arthur Schnabel in in Chicago Daily News (11 June 1958)
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Pride Of Africa
I can hear and see clear
I can see the signs of cascading black waterfalls
Drizzling our soil with dazzling beauties
Charming sight to behold like a bouncing breast
Beauty in black
Beauty so unique
And beauty second to none
I can hear and see clear
A beauty best known to the diamond merchants
Not to the lay man who easily pick on street
I can hear and see clear
A sound of beating black drums
And a singing of a dulcet black voice
Coming from gently all the sides
Like cold gentle breezes blowing
from atlantic ocean
So cool and gentle
A black beauty carefully composed in black
Sparking lightenings across the globe
Just a bright-black skin and a green soil
As agents of beauties that brighten the world
It is nature's gifts that can't be changed
Beauties of intelligents
Beauties of creativities
And beauties of cultures
That is black in beauty
A beauty beaming even in the dark
For all to see and to believe
For all to taste and appreciate
That is black beauty
The prides of Africa....
¤NTA! !
(30/july/2012)
11: 41 - 11: 58
poem by Naseeru Taneemu Annuree
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You Can Cause A Pause That Amazes With Awe
Don't hesitate too late,
For a scheduling of that date...
To address and enhance your fate.
Only you,
Can live your life even bigger.
Only you,
Can hold a grip that slips.
Only you,
Can transform what's going on...
With a knowledge you can handle it!
You can put the awe in a pause you cause.
You can cause a pause to amaze with awe.
And only you,
Can live your life even bigger.
Only you,
Can hold a grip that slips.
Only you,
Can transform what's going on...
With a knowledge you can handle it!
You can put the awe in a pause you cause.
You can cause a pause that amazes with awe.
You can put the awe in a pause you cause.
You can cause a pause that amazes with awe.
Don't hesitate too late,
For a scheduling of that date...
To address and enhance your fate.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the theater, it's about taking time in a musical segment, a pause in a musical way and then moving on.
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Since in music we deal with notes, not words, with chords, with transitions, with color and expression, the musical meaning always based on those notes as written and nothing else - has to be divined.
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Of unknown beauties
Known beauties enthrall, no doubt.
Unknown beauties can still more.
Beauties accessible are cheap.
Beauties beyond access are high.
29.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauties You Have Given
LORD you hold my heart in your hand
of my life you're in command.
you've been with me from my birth
teaching and guiding me so that i can see
all the beauties that you have given me.
i turn and look all around
of beauties lost and beauties found.
the beauty of the sunrise in the early hours
the openings of all the flowers.
the smells of the grass ever so green
and everything else in between.
the oceans, the rivers, the mountaintops too
all of this was made by you.
the animals, the plants, and crops galore
is everything that we've been searching for.
we have food to eat and water to drink.
we even have a bathroom sink.
we have roofs over our heads to keep us dry
if off our butts we get up to try.
we see new life spring up every day
in every form and every way.
watching the reflections of the sun upon the waters
and the sands upon the beach
and boys and girls jumping into it
finding a bit of relief
these are just a few of the beauties that i see
and i'm sure that you have seen
just as much as me.
enjoy all the beauties that surround our lives
and if your with the one you love
then it's twice as nice.
poem by Louis Rams
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Beauties of the world
Beauties unheard are numerous.
The heard are such as Helen of Troy,
Sakuntala and Cleopatra.
Beauties unseen are countless.
Those seen are such as Aiswraya Roy,
Jacqueline Kennedy and Marlin Monroe.
Beauties untouched are numberless.
The touched are such as the spouse,
The beloved ones and harlots.
Ability to see beauty
In women and get obsessed with it
Is the prerogative of man.
[ Sakuntala is a character in a Sanskrit play by same name by the poet, Kalidasa ]
25.01.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Musical notes of life
The sun peeks through the horizon
In the wake of another day
As heart drums, breathe waves
Vibrations inside veins
Alert the soul;
Though and reason
Move notes of live within
Real self wrestled with the ideal
Arrange sounds of being in time
As inner peace champions the soul
Our life just plays on…
Like good music
Delight to the heart
Nice to the ears
Mind and soul struggle
To define time with vision
Dreams challenged with who we are
Conducts life musical bar
Yet, inharmonic each day unfolds
As hope give way to chaos
Unified or in disarray
The mind compose its play
Our actions write the lyric
Being in time make music
Music for life…
Performed to the audience
To the watching universe
To the world concert it shows
Composed in notes as each day goes
Existence in universe makes music
The sun rises every morning
Another day comes to be
It’s a new note musical key
Harmonized or in disarray
The mind composes its play
Musical notes of life…
poem by Fasika Ayalew
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Enhance Me
Enhance me,
With understanding.
Let 'that' which I know,
Lift me up above restricting shadows.
There to entrap my contentment!
So that I may remain attached to resentment.
And I must not stop,
My growth to contemplate doubt!
I want 'that' out of my mind.
I have come to single it out...
Too much of 'that' has been experienced!
With those indifferent,
And still tossing about!
In anguish.
I wish to dismiss this and let it drift away!
Today.
Enhance me...
To allow acts of comprehension,
Give no immediate attention...
To the intentions I make clear,
And desire to be understood!
Enhance my steps with a calmness of breath.
Enhance me...
Like I can be!
And should.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beauty Is Truth
Natural beauty of nature
Is like a beautiful damsel.
She needs no makeup or perfume
To enhance her physical beauty-
Her beauty is truth, period.
An anonymous wildflower
Growing with delicate fragrance
Beside a forests time-worn path
Can't be anymore lovelier
If plucked and placed within her locks;
Nor her comely grace be improved.
Their "beauty is truth, truth beauty"
Apart they are most beautiful;
In concert they accent the whole.
On a Grecian urn:
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty"
All we need to know.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Departure Points
once I would have written verse symphonies
sound serenade as mists enlightenment
soul transform into notes on harmonic journey
few have had ear
heart eye soul tuned
for performance
desire to sit
in rapture enthralled
orchestra sound
now I scribble but a few brief notes
ciphers sound in rush hour traffic
heard pauses amazed with awe blinks
forgets rapidly
rushes on to
departure points
poem by Terence George Craddock
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That Music Extraordinaire, Mozart
That music extraordinaire, Mozart,
Who from his tender days, played with desire
Musical from the bottom of his heart.
Sweet notes from his music he did impart
That captivated audience to admire
That music extraordinaire, Mozart,
Whose tones can set an emotion to start
With a charm to have their hearts raised on fire
Musical from the bottom of his heart.
With pleasant pace from his great style of art
Is such that shows he was such a live wire,
That music extraordinaire, Mozart,
Whose harmony when heard is nice and smart
Can cheerfully raise hearts to go much higher
Musical from the bottom of his heart.
Joy occurs from such wonders that does chart
In tremendous ways that truly inspire.
That music extraordinaire, Mozart,
Musical from the bottom of his heart.
poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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Poetry
My soul my catalyst to my rhythmic rhyme
My internal clarinet, oboe and lyre play
Throughout my mind lost in time
From its musical notes I draw my pain
To paint in color and vivid passion
Poetry for beauty and beauty for gain
My Allegro, Adagio, Rondo Allegio
Sewn in symphony coloring me
Playing colorfully in my poetic concerto
The supreme art tincturing tuning poetry
In harmony with my soul's song
Composing sweetly a new song in me
Poetry
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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