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Treads too can form the road.

A pair of words in pair can catch you
By its sound in rhymes.
A pair of words grow rhymed
By its repetition by tongue.
People tread on the laid road
And the road is laid by people’s treads.
25.01.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Pair Of Eyes

A pair of eyes constitutes the mass of art,
A pair of eyes, tells the throb of heart.
A pair of eyes, is a cool forest pond.
A pair of eyes, is sorcerer's wand.
A pair of eyes, mirrors the soul and mind.
A pair of eyes, thru which man we find.
A pair of eyes, sees all our deeds,
God's eyes are those, one's conscience needs.

poem by Nilakshi Das
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People Is Like

Some people is like a diamond that can't help it but just to look at it
And cherish it every day some people is like a pair of pants
That you change every day, some people is like a pair of sock
That keep you warm through the night some people is like a teddy
Bear that you can hold and cuddle with and tell it that you love it
All through the night some people is like a book that you just want to
Open it and read just before you go to bed at night

poem by Valentine White
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Add me to pair.

There are you, only you,
who for I long. Tell me,
what is with me wrong?

I love you, only you,
which is not a crush.
Nor a truce, but real.
Can’t you grant my wish?

Maybe one,
someone, is in your way.
In a better way I can sway.
Heed can you pay?

Sweet and sour, one likes.
Moon and stars, one likes.
Kids and kitten, one likes.

If not sweet, be I a soar;
If not a moon, be I a star,
If not a kid, be I a kitten,

To you, dear.
Take me too, with you,
along with them.
Then I am not wrecked.
A pair of eyes,
A pair of limbs
And a pair of breasts,
all in pair you have.
Take me, to pair with the other.

I can’t retreat. Upbeat is
my heart, that will repeat,
will not subside, or recede.
Don’t put me aside.

There are you.
Only you who for I live.
Show me, please,
show me that
you lull me to trance.
17.12.2000, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Loving like a Pair of Running Shoes

Being in love is like a pair of running shoes.
When they're new,
they win you over, your
excited to use
them an showem off

Two years go by
And it's time for a new
pair of running shoes.

You may or
May not
Get the same, pair
You pray of an upgrade
Being in love
is like a pair
of running shoes.

poem by Kayla Michele
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Sensing An Old Flame

everything's changed.
the park is gone.
the tree is cut.
the creek dried.

a row of houses here.
the residents talk different languages.
i can't find the big stone anymore.
the walls have gone higher
and i can no longer see the bend
of the road. People move to places.

and we come back to reminisce.
some strings of light. some shapes of shadows.
we try to figure out.
what was there once.

i see you. you see me.
we know what to say.
we know what to do.
what we did once.

amidst all these changes.
we decided there will be no changes.

hello and then goodbye.
these words had always been
a nice pair.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A pair of Sparrows on my lovely Lemon Tree

Those were the days
So joyous and carefree
When I could watch the preening of
A pair of sparrows on my lovely lemon tree

Summer days were so short, winters were so long
And for endless hours one could go on a kite flying spree
When I could watch, hopping here and there
A pair of sparrows on my lovely lemon tree

Enjoying tender sunshine in winter is a past
And chapattis from an earthen hearth a history
When I could watch, assembling of a nest by
A pair of sparrows on my lovely lemon tree

What seemed to be mundane at that time
Life in my backyard so ordinary
Bliss it is in hindsight, chirping of
A pair of sparrows on my lovely lemon tree

I still sometimes motivate myself
To get off the treadmill and shake the shackles free
But can’t anymore find in my back yard
That pair of sparrows and that lovely lemon tree

A pair of sparrows on my lovely lemon tree..

A pair of sparrows on my lovely lemon tree.......

30 July 09

poem by Ravi Singh
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The Doubters And The Lovers

THE DOUBTERS.

YE love, and sonnets write! Fate's strange behest!
The heart, its hidden meaning to declare,
Must seek for rhymes, uniting pair with pair:
Learn, children, that the will is weak, at best.
Scarcely with freedom the o'erflowing breast
As yet can speak, and well may it beware;
Tempestuous passions sweep each chord that's there,
Then once more sink to night and gentle rest.
Why vex yourselves and us, the heavy stone
Up the steep path but step by step to roll?
It falls again, and ye ne'er cease to strive.

THE LOVERS.

But we are on the proper road alone!
If gladly is to thaw the frozen soul,
The fire of love must aye be kept alive.

poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Words are of no use, but in vain

Lovers look at each other,
A pair of eyes look into another
pair of eyes - Love and desire
are passed through the pupil in the eyes;

Face glitters,
Speechless messages are
understood for ever;

They need not speak,
Words are of no use, but in vain.

Ref: ThirukkuRaL 1100

kaNNotu kaNNiNai nOkkokkin vaaichsoRkaL
enna payanum ila.

poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Welding In Pink

Even though sound organs are not dance,
The words are flowing out.
Even though a pair of ears are lost,
We can hear the sound of flower growing.
The pink words that will be saying by eyes
And the pink words that will be heard with ears
If it will be made up by mixing white and red,
it will be so bad.

poem by Myat Kyaw
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If I Were

if i were a pair of gloves
i know you want to become a pair of hands

if i were a pair of shoes
i know you want to be a set of bare feet.

that indeed is romantic
something that fits like a dado to a joint
like thread to the eye of the needle

even though
nothing is challenging enough
like a round peg to a round hole

but baby these fittings are more of fantasies
there are more truths and realities
those that don't fit
and yet still exist together

like us.
i love you and you love me too.
against all odds.
and evens.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Baby Driver

My daddy was the family bassman
My mamma was an engineer
And I was born one dark gray morn
With music coming in my ears
In my ears
They call me Baby Driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
Hit the road and I'm gone
What's my number
I wonder how your engines feel
Ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What's my number
I wonder how your engines feel
My daddy was a prominent frogman
My mamma's in the Naval Reserve
When I was young I carried a gun
But I never got the chance to serve
I did not serve
They call me Baby Driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
Hit the road and I'm gone
What's my number
I wonder how your engines feel
Ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What's my number
I wonder how your engines feel
My daddy got a big promotion
My mamma got a raise in pay
There's no one home, we're all alone
Oh come into my room and play
Yes we can play
I'm not talking about your pigtails
But I'm talking 'bout your sex appeal
Hit the road and I'm gone
What's my number
I wonder how your engines feel
Ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What's my number
I wonder how your engines feel

song performed by by Simon & Garfunkel
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Pair Of Brown Eyes

One summer evening drunk to hell
I stood there nearly lifeless
An old man in the corner sang
Where the water lilies grow
And on the jukebox johnny sang
About a thing called love
And its how are you kid and whats your name
And how would you bloody know?
In blood and death neath a screaming sky
I lay down on the ground
And the arms and legs of other men
Were scattered all around
Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed
Then prayed and bled some more
And the only thing that I could see
Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me
But when we got back, labeled parts one to three
There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me
And a rovin a rovin a rovin Ill go
For a pair of brown eyes
I looked at him he looked at me
All I could do was hate him
While ray and philomena sang
Of my elusive dream
I saw the streams, the rolling hills
Where his brown eyes were waiting
And I thought about a pair of brown eyes
That waited once for me
So drunk to hell I left the place
Sometimes crawling sometimes walking
A hungry sound came across the breeze
So I gave the walls a talking
And I heard the sounds of long ago
From the old canal
And the birds were whistling in the trees
Where the wind was gently laughing
And a rovin a rovin a rovin Ill go
For a pair of brown eyes

song performed by by Pogues
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