For My Eyes Only
FOR MY EYES ONLY
It is raining outside
And time is up
For my sweet-heart to turn up
Form her evening classes
I have been screening each bus
Expecting her to step down
And she usually walks down
In the showering rains, fully wet.
I am to present her an umbrella today
To stop seeing her wet like this
Fully drenched, she glows as striking beauty
This ‘idol' is exclusively mine and
No third man has any right otherwise………..
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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Umbrella Man
When the sun just refuses to shine on through
And its cats and doggies all over you
You need some protection so what do you do
See the umbrella man
Go and see the umbrella man
When its raining - umbrella man, umbrella man
You can see him when its sunny, when the rain comes down
You ought to find a corner where hes always found
A reflection in a puddle, just turn around
To see the umbrella man
Go and see the umbrella man
When its raining - umbrella man, umbrella man
There are some things in life on which you can depend
Dont try to guess when itll rain again
You dont have to worry cause youve got a friend
Come see the umbrella man
I will be your umbrella man
When its raining - umbrella man
Go and see the umbrella man
Dont forget the umbrella man
When its raining - umbrella man
I will be your umbrella man, umbrella man
song performed by by Utopia
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He Man Army
HE MAN ARMY
If I were to be given a free license to kill
whom should I aim and shoot at first
…..not those innocent birds or beasts
nor the menacing tuskers or man-eaters
I would prefer to terminate every corrupt mean rogue
but, God is there and has to punish such souls
I have no business to step into His shoes
Neither, He delegates powers in me to be on this role
nor myself a man of virtues to launch a crusade of my own
yet, I would be one among the God's ‘Demolition Squad'
fully masked with laser - guns, in wait for His NOD
to wipe out every evil within split seconds
restoring peace and order, turning EARTH to its original kind.
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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The Negative Rains
THE NEGATIVE RAINS
The pouring rains has just stopped
The lane is empty with no one in sight
Wiped so clean and shinning in light
Chastely new, is in wait for someone it knew
Her fragrant jasmine freshens up the open tunnel
Gently lifted saree rigging open the rare leg panel
Pitching her every step carefully in a forward pace
Luminous hinds lighting up the murky sky
Chilling breeze on her shivering crease
Drizzling dews on the oily cheeks
Partly drenched with mirror like backs
Setting the street on a romance-full blaze
Fridge cool postures, water logged breast cases
Dripping waterlines along the in skirt laces
Rare comes the blossom with the rains of the season
Spells of dryness, quickly afloat are the deep-lost passions
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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Gone With The Rains
GONE WITH THE RAINS
After a spell of heavy rains
there settles, a phase of uneasy calm
excessive waters are draining down
washing its course to a brilliant clean
walking in the middle of the road at this time
a very pleasant experience, you taste it one
‘garam, garam katchori' with a special chai
will lift up your inner reserves - catch it up.
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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Catch Up Or Disappear
CATCH UP OR DISAPPEAR
YOU cannot just grudge
the way the world so flies
You cannot just try
the speed so high, you cry
You cannot just shy
away from the rules that so fry
You cannot just lie
blind to the needs that are so sly
You cannot just say nay
To the changes that may leave you so dry
You cannot just stop and pry
as no one wants you here so naïve
If, you cannot thus survive
CLEAR OUT - the world is so,
NOT YOURS OR MINE.
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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With my own memoirs, they are truthful, and I write everything fully expecting to some day end up televised on Court TV, and I'm fully prepared to be challenged legally on it.
quote by Augusten Burroughs
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Bus Stop
The Hollies
Bus Stop
(Written by Graham Gouldman of 10CC)
Single release 1966
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
"please share my umbrella."
On bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
under my umbrella.
All that summer we enjoyed it, wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it, by august she was mine.
Ev'ry mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop
sometimes she'd shop
and she would show me what she'd bought.
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane.
Some day my name and hers are going to be the same.
That's the way the whole thing started, silly, but it's true.
I'm thinking of a sweet romance beginning in a queue.
Came the sun, the ice was melting, no more sheltering now.
Nice to think that that umbrella led me to a vow.
{interlude}
Ev'ry mornin' I would see her waiting at the stop
sometimes she'd shop
and she would show me what she'd bought.
All the people stared as if we were both quite insane.
Some day my name and hers are going to be the same.
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say
"please share my umbrella."
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
under my umbrella.
All that summer we enjoyed it, wind and rain and shine.
That umbrella we employed it, by august she was mine.
{interlude fades out}
song performed by by Hollies
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Star Wars
STAR WARS
God was not happy with the goings-on
Resolved to punish the mankind harshly once
Locked himself in the Master-switch room
With a molten red face of anger and disgust
He thought of sending all the natural forces
But, man has conquered each of them long back
When He tickled upon viruses and epidemics
Earth is securely immune and fully vaccinated against
On test, God sent a big fire ball down
But our Mr. Red Adair **, was there to fight it alone
Now, God has no levers to pull
To cause havoc or deter the peoples down
God was tired, self-defeated and was ashamed
To realize that He is no more omnipotent
Wanting a truce under a forced ceasefire
He came out with His head down, holding a white flag on
(Mr. Red Adair is an oil-well fire fighting expert from US)
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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It's also helpful to realize that this very body that we have, that's sitting right here right now... with its aches and it pleasures... is exactly what we need to be fully human, fully awake, fully alive.
quote by Pema Chodron
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Thousand Human Eyes
Thousand human eyes
Cannot grasp nature’s beauty
In lifetime to praise
Thousand human eyes
Cannot see nature in full
As I always flies
Thousand human eyes
Falls short in their description
Of Sunset sunrise
Thousand human eyes
Cannot apprehend nature
Beneath the blue skies
Thousand human eyes
Fails to see nature’s beauty
To fully appraise
Thousand human eyes
Cannot fully understand
Nature to surmise
Thousand human eyes
Are blessed to see the nature
In its complete guise
Thousand human eyes
Sees the beauty of nature
With awe and oyez
Thousand human eyes
Is not capable to see
Nature’s burning eyes
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Two Station Masters
TWO STATION MASTERS
My friend is a station-master
at Hill Groove in
Nilgiri mountain section
33 years of railway service
fully spent in this sleepy station
hardly, two trains a day
in summer, say, one more
no goods traffic
nor frequent crossings
no revenue instead - ‘Safety' award
for ‘nil' accident record,
closed for rains and landslide,
station is locked up at 6 pm sharp
his gross earnings is forty thousand
for two or three man- hours spent
hill allowance, free warm clothing
no boss to obey, no risk to bother
happiest worker
does'nt want any change, either
look at his counter-part
positioned in a busiest double line,
handling 30-45 trains, within
a tight span of 8 hours
whole night, in full vigil
with all round tension
at times, an irate passenger
supervision of all kind
sucked out and exhausted
leaves for his home,
for the same pay - packet
is it an anomaly
or equity, parity, one cadre- one pay
equal pay for equal work
………………………..I have no answer.
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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Moreover
Moreover,
Meanwhile,
Department,
Pegged;
Lean, mean, wean, dean, bean, yean!
Spiced up by an exciting performance from your love,
But come and let us get drenched fully in this muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Day (part two)
This moment
This time
These sweet grapes upon
This very vine,
This world just as
It now is
Shall never repeat itself.
The soul and the sun
The spirit in the wind
Shall never sing this
Exact same song together
Ever again.
No day
Will ever repeat
Nor replay,
This day alone -in itself-
Is fully good, fully complete.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Lover Of My Soul
When I see the winter turning into spring
Oh, it speaks to this heart of mine
More than anything
Underneath a blanket of snow, cold and white
Something is stirring in the still of the night
And then the sun comes up, slowly with the dawn
Oh, this is the kind of feeling
That I hang my hope upon
There is love and beauty in all that I see
And no one, nobody, is explaining You to me
And maybe my eyes can't see
But You are surrounding me
Here in the wind and rain
The things that I know
Tender and sweet, and strong as my need
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
And when the evening comes, and sunlight fades to red
And time and time and time again
I whisper in my head
'Give me strength, give me faith', to fully believe
That the Maker of this whole, wide world
Is a Father to me
And maybe my eyes can't see
But You are surrounding me
Here in the wind and rain
The things that I know
Tender and sweet, and strong as my need
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
I need the voice, I need the touch
And maybe my eyes can't see
But You are surrounding me
Here in the wind and rain
The things that I know so well
Tender and sweet, and strong as my need
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
I know the voice, I know the touch
Lover of my soul
Talkin' to me and the things I know
Oh, You're the lover of my soul
Talkin' to me and the things I know
You are the lover of my soul
Talkin' to me and the things I know
You are the lover of my soul
In the wind, and the rain, and the snow...
You are the lover of my soul
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Pretty Flamingo
(mark barken)
All around all of the guys call her flamingo
cause her hair glows like the sun
And her eyes light up the sky
When she walks by
She moves so fine like a flamingo
Crimson dress that clings so tight
Shes out of reach and out of sight
When she walks by
She brightens up the neighborhood
And every guy would take her hand
If he just could, if she just would
Some sweet day
Ill make her mine, pretty flamingo
And every guy will envy me
Cause paradise is where Ill be
When she walks by
She brightens up the neighborhood
And every guy would take her hand
If he just could, if she just would
Some sweet day
Ill make her mine, pretty flamingo
And every guy will envy me
Cause paradise is where Ill be
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Turn It On
Reaching to another day
And the world is just one step away
Making money, aiming blind
Its time to change - leave it all behind
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
Hear the echos in you heart
Turn your mind in - then - make a start
Anything you want to be
Will soon become reality - then youll see
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
Youre out of touch - so turn it on
You dont need much - to burn it on
Take a different point of view
And discover just what you can do
Getting closer every day
Now the world is just a step away - (dontdelay)
Turn it on - whenever you can
Turn it on - you know that you can
You hit the top - so turn it on
Youll never stop - just burn it on
Turn it on (turn it on) - whenever you can
Turn it on (groovinon) - you know that you can
Turn it on (turn it on, yeah) - whenever you can
Turn it on (just movinon) - you know that you can
Turn it on
Turn it on
Turn it on
Turn it on
song performed by by Level 42
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Your Always Missing
Something Strong is living on
Even though you’re gone
When I cry my tears
They create rain for you
Because you’re gone
I’m sitting by the bed side
Where you once laid
Many days I cry my self to sleep
And the rain comes to play with me
All I want is just you near
Missing everything that I want to share with you
Every time I close my eyes
I close my eyes with you
And I see your face next to mine
And the rain is above my head tonight
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing
Walking in the park
Clouds always gray
Time with you was gone to soon
And theirs only tears and rain
So what is left to say today
Tree’s never swaying
Plants never growing and dancing with you and me
The rain is always here
It’s never that comforting to me
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing
I just want to see you again
Singing a song with me
Never again to dance in the rain not without you I won’t
No more playing for me
But the rain is playing with me
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing
Never to hear the silent cries
Only angels seem to hear
I’m guessing your up their too
But is the rain playing with you
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing today
Your always missing from me
And the rain is crying with me
Modern Love XLV: It Is the Season
It is the season of the sweet wild rose,
My Lady's emblem in the heart of me!
So golden-crownèd shines she gloriously,
And with that softest dream of blood she glows:
Mild as an evening heaven round Hesper bright!
I pluck the flower, and smell it, and revive
The time when in her eyes I stood alive.
I seem to look upon it out of Night.
Here's Madam, stepping hastily. Her whims
Bid her demand the flower, which I let drop.
As I proceed, I feel her sharply stop,
And crush it under heel with trembling limbs.
She joins me in a cat-like way, and talks
Of company, and even condescends
To utter laughing scandal of old friends.
These are the summer days, and these our walks.
poem by George Meredith
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The Treetops Swaying Know How I Feel
The brook of song knows what I sing
The fish in the sea they know what I feel
The wave of beauty they’ll fully bring
The summits of the world know what I feel
The forests of green know where I am
I’m shining I’m happy I’m fully spelled out
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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She walks in beauty
She walks in beauty, eyes soft,
Innocent; silky breast that captures
men’s heart, her alarming whiteness,
making angels turn dark.
In times of sorrow, she's the light; if she
cries, her tears breakdown into drops of
divine moist. Wrapped in her skin, never
has a sin, her lips turn to fear in
the eyes of evil. Her sacred presence makes earth
heavenly; her beauty blinds the power of vision,
her virtuous is an envious, making instinct
jealousy take over. She walks in beauty.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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