Carpe Diem-seize The Day -with A Hug!
Wander not dear- blow with the fair breeze & fly the high seas,
All the fretting & sulking stoked, to find an enduring harmony in me,
Wander not into sounds that trick, with their spirited agonies,
Come seize the day, for we shall speak in the melody, God meant for you & me.
Look into my eyes; you shall reach the end of all your journeys,
Place your hand over my beating heart, & find it surpass yours in all degrees,
Like the butterfly, in a God endowed span, enjoys itself thoroughly,
Seeking nothing from flower to flower, save the sweetest of honey,
Live the joy & exuberance as God meant it, rest all must be memory,
Like the sweetness cast by the meekest flower, on a winter day, on a bended knee.
* * *
Let the cuckoos sing their sweetest,
Where lovers with a heavy heart rest,
Let the winds blow their trumpets
Where a lone candle burns in earnest.
Let the stars burn their brightest,
Let the darkest hour put them through the harshest test,
Let the coy flowers wistful in sobs of dew throw a riot,
In half shut eye, in half a dream reach their height.
Let the sunbeams open vaults of lit treasures,
And from each casement poet’s thought & sigh come together,
Let the moon in amorous pursuits,
In dew locks of the night, break into cold sweat.
With too great a capacity for joy,
When the world has little occasion for it.
Tarry not- for here I stand in abated breath,
Patient as the ants in your spell, I lie sedate,
When each moment pricks, like a thorn-embedded & plucked,
Before, in brooding fears & doubts, I drown,
Release me from this anguish, gently, to be reborn.
* * *
When the river persists the hills bow,
When the fruits heave the branches bestow,
Come monsoons the wind must with all his might blow,
Out on errands, the waning moon must return in her full halo.
Come the season, every tree pledges to burst into her splendor,
All entrusted with a purpose, a task to accomplish,
A soul to save, a heart to give away, a time to grant a wish,
For what do you wait- when God’s work lies incomplete at your door?
My time stands encased in a dew dropp in mid-air,
Holding my share of turmoil’s in sighs & cares,
While I knit verses in the trails of the birds & the bees,
Impart some sustaining truths that good things
come to those who wait on destiny, in a fighting frenzy.
Let's lend our heart's and spirits to light a hearth
And thereon, find new ways to measure our heart's girth.
6th Nov-2010
poem by Seema joglekar
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Restless Heart
Words & music:amy grant and michael w. smith
On the street it never changes
Theres a chill in the air
Icy people, empty faces
Not a word, not a soul who cares
Do you give up
Have you given in to the lie that a heart never changes
Dont be fooled by what you see there
Another man with another case of
Chorus:
One restless heart
Who never could find love
Too many hurts
To reach out again
How can he know
Love still wants to find him
One restless shell of a man
Dont look away
In a moment his life could be new
Just a moment and love could break through
Oh finally some place to start
For a man with a restless heart
Why the fear then, why the worry
Why the walls holding love inside
When youre needed in the fury
In the fighting to save mens lives
Dont you give up
Dont be giving in to the lie that a heart never changes
If you reach out godll reach in
Bring an end to another case of
Chorus
One restless heart, one restless heart
One restless heart, one restless heart
Hes got to know that love still can find him
Love can reach any man
Dont look away
In a moment his life could be new
Just a moment and love could break through
Oh finally some place to start
For a man with a restless heart
Tag:
Dont you look away
Oh never a stranger again
Love has saved a restless man
Finally some place to start
For a man with a restless heart
Tag
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Still Im Sad
Version 1 (from stranger in us all)
See the stars come fallin down the sky
Gently passing, they kiss your tear drops dry
See the wind come, softly blow
Your hair from your face
And the rain comes falling down
In its crazy way
Still Im sad
For myself my tears just fall in the dust
As I search in the night and find theyre lost
See the wind come gently blow
Time into my heart
And the rain comes falling down
While were apart
Still Im sad
Version 2 (yardbirds version? )
See the stars come joining down from the skies
Gently passing they kiss your tears when you cry
See the wind of summer blow your hair upon your head
See the rain, the falling rain, its rain
Still Im sad
Oh my flowers, my tears are falling two days
They are driving the night profound, they are lost
Flower, flower the wind is blowing
Time into my heart
When the wind blows hard, we are apart
Still Im sad
Oh, oh, oh, oh, still Im sad
Oh, oh, oh, oh, how Im sad
song performed by by Rainbow
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I Let The Music Speak
Im hearing images, Im seeing songs
No poet has ever painted
Voices call out to me, straight to my heart
So strange yet were so well acquainted
I let the music speak, with no restraints
I let my feelings take over
Carry my soul away into the world
Where beauty meets the darkness of the day
Where my mind is like an open window
Where the high and healing winds blow
From my shallow sleep the sounds awake me
I let them take me
(let them wake me, let them have me, let them take me)
Let it be a joke
Let it be a smile
Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while
Let it be a tear
Let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry
Some streets are emptiness, dry leaves of autumn
Rustling down an old alley
And in the dead of night I find myself
A blind man in some ancient valley
I let the music speak, leading me gently
Urging me like a lover
Leading me all the way
Into a place
Where beauty will defeat the darkest day
Where Im one with every grand illusion
No disturbance, no intrusion
Where I let the wistful sounds seduce me
I let them use me
(all illusion, no disturbance, no intrusion)
Let it be a joke
Let it be a smile
Let it be a farce if it makes me laugh for a little while
Let it be a tear
Let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry
Let it be a tear
Let it be a sigh
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry
Let it be the joy of each new sunrise
Or the moment when a day dies
I surrender without reservation
No explanations
No questions why
I take it to me and let it flow through me
Yes, I let the music speak
I let the music speak
song performed by by ABBA
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After the Rain
i may not give everything, of a wish that your
heart desire; a beautiful merry making, a balloon
of color, a garden of full of flowers, not even a
place for comfort that other can given, nor a
solitude place to lay your arm and dream that
wish my dear
look at the rain that fall and the sweat that call to
a journey that both of us wish to touch, see the
night that leaves the sky so bright they don't wait
the sunset to dark, yet! gloom spread the whole
night with glittering spark of light
trouble hurt, the wind turbid the river, breaks the
silent sky with a thundering light, the storm struggle
to clam the motionless wind as the rain wait to
settle the ground of lasting rest, never the sun
comes to show its face, nay! shine in the wavering
sky of silent
now tell me, that the rolling tide wave the flow
of lasting lament of your presence, the speechless
of your heart grow the courage to go on, behind the
scene of fear; the direction that the scent of
perfume comes the beginning of stronger heart,
something that makes it stands in the minted hope
of this world
the lasting comfort that both of us would meant to
live the sacrifice that we are on through, the painted
home comes in the melted candle of sweat at all, as
it live and be with me till, death leaves no more in
our dear dream
live the old dream and dream comes once more in
our weary sky........
poem by Antonio Liao
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Mud of our dream
oh! beautiful and wonderful night when the sky
is so bright, what a complacent flower in
the early morning, as the bees and the butterfly
sip the sweeten hyacinth of the petal flows
let the mountain climb to the highest clouds and
drink the rain that fall down to the stream, may
the birds laugh as they fly and wiggle the wind up,
up in the limitless sky
may the dream that dreams to reach the endless
and vivid touch cease to capture, the thirst that
hold the vision to learn of every closing eyes and
open the heart to accept that, dream conquers no
return
lock me not in the acceptance of the night, and
hide my enigmatic existence to wait the given time
for in every weakening hand trembles in the
furnishing fire of cedar's fall
the mud beats and pieces of every dream has come
to remind the heart that, venture leads the soul to
wait to the dream's come true, as it wave the heat
that excites the aim to reach that goal
always in the go, aim high for the way is unspoken
words to hide but, have the eye to reach and the
foot to mark.......sweet dreams my darling.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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To Edward Williams
I.
The serpent is shut out from Paradise.
The wounded deer must seek the herb no more
In which its heart-cure lies:
The widowed dove must cease to haunt a bower
Like that from which its mate with feigned sighs
Fled in the April hour.
I too must seldom seek again
Near happy friends a mitigated pain.
II.
Of hatred I am proud,--with scorn content;
Indifference, that once hurt me, now is grown
Itself indifferent;
But, not to speak of love, pity alone
Can break a spirit already more than bent.
The miserable one
Turns the mind’s poison into food,--
Its medicine is tears,--its evil good.
III.
Therefore, if now I see you seldomer,
Dear friends, dear FRIEND! know that I only fly
Your looks, because they stir
Griefs that should sleep, and hopes that cannot die:
The very comfort that they minister
I scarce can bear, yet I,
So deeply is the arrow gone,
Should quickly perish if it were withdrawn.
IV.
When I return to my cold home, you ask
Why I am not as I have ever been.
YOU spoil me for the task
Of acting a forced part in life's dull scene,--
Of wearing on my brow the idle mask
Of author, great or mean,
In the world's carnival. I sought
Peace thus, and but in you I found it not.
V.
Full half an hour, to-day, I tried my lot
With various flowers, and every one still said,
'She loves me--loves me not.'
And if this meant a vision long since fled--
If it meant fortune, fame, or peace of thought--
If it meant,--but I dread
To speak what you may know too well:
Still there was truth in the sad oracle.
VI.
The crane o'er seas and forests seeks her home;
No bird so wild but has its quiet nest,
When it no more would roam;
The sleepless billows on the ocean’s breast
Break like a bursting heart, and die in foam,
And thus at length find rest:
Doubtless there is a place of peace
Where MY weak heart and all its throbs will cease.
VII.
I asked her, yesterday, if she believed
That I had resolution. One who HAD
Would ne’er have thus relieved
His heart with words,—but what his judgement bade
Would do, and leave the scorner unrelieved.
These verses are too sad
To send to you, but that I know,
Happy yourself, you feel another’s woe.
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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And Suddenly I'll Go
watch the tree branches
that falling down
to the stream, where a happy faces
of the fish patiently
wait to ride; as the tail jerk the
moving current
of the turmoil sight drags the body
to swim, and felt in the hey
oh! Water Lilies, sweet as you say
look upon your beautiful flower that bloom
like wind-dropp moist in the sky
hurdle into my heart the
serenade of sweet memoirs
of today
whisper little angel,
my dream is coming, wait not
until the night suddenly flew all that come
into my wish
then I will pass my whole self
to lay down my time
steadily blow down the
Eastern wind, letting go
where it end, as the moment lap the reel
of time to ponder, then I shall
pass this way again...
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Waiting Soul
Breathe from the gentle south, O Lord,
And cheer me from the north;
Blow on the treasures of thy word,
And call the spices forth!
I wish, Thou knowest, to be resign'd,
And wait with patient hope;
But hope delay'd fatigues the mind,
And drinks the spirits up.
Help me to reach the distant goal;
Confirm my feeble knee;
Pity the sickness of a soul
That faints for love of Thee!
Cold as I feel this heart of mine,
Yet, since I feel it so,
It yields some hope of life divine
Within, however low.
I seem forsaken and alone,
I hear the lion roar;
And every door is shut but one,
And that is Mercy's door.
There, till the dear Deliverer come,
I'll wait with humble prayer;
And when He calls His exile home,
The Lord shall find him there.
poem by William Cowper
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Olney Hymn 34: The Waiting Soul
Breathe from the gentle south, O Lord,
And cheer me from the north;
Blow on the treasures of thy word,
And call the spices forth!
I wish, Thou knowest, to be resign'd,
And wait with patient hope;
But hope delay'd fatigues the mind,
And drinks the spirits up.
Help me to reach the distant goal;
Confirm my feeble knee;
Pity the sickness of a soul
That faints for love of Thee!
Cold as I feel this heart of mine,
Yet, since I feel it so,
It yields some hope of life divine
Within, however low.
I seem forsaken and alone,
I hear the lion roar;
And every door is shut but one,
And that is Mercy's door.
There, till the dear Deliverer come,
I'll wait with humble prayer;
And when He calls His exile home,
The Lord shall find him there.
poem by William Cowper
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Find Out
Ive seen em doing battle
Ive heard in times of war
Still I keep on going
Though its different than before
Theyve been riding high
Up where the cold winds blow
Miles above that highway
Where the rest of us all go
To find out
You have to find out
Its good to find out
Before you open your mouth
Find out
Now dont you find out
You better find out
Before you fill in the blanks
Go find out what it takes
To make a boy break down and cry
Go find out his young mistake
Is a premature goodbye (its a privilege you can buy)
Find out
Where it goes
Find out
Faster roads
Find out
It never grows
Find out
For yourself
You never tried to find the time it takes
To work it out
Its not a waste to taste
The sweat it takes
To work it out
Work!
You dont need a battle
You dont need a war
You dont need any lessons
To find out whats in store
You been riding high
You felt the cold winds blow
Now get back on the highway
Where the others have to go
And find out
And maybe when you do
Youll even find out
You havent got a clue
Unless you find out
Its never like they say
Your gonna find out
Youll take it all the way
Go find out what it takes
To make a boy break down and cry
Go find out his young mistake
Is a premature goodbye (its a privilege you can buy)
You never tried to find the time it takes
To work it out
Its not a waste to taste
The sweat it takes
To work it out
Find out
Before you open your mouth
You better find out.
song performed by by Devo
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Heart Of The Flower
Now at the station, the train to another land
Lands of never seen light, light hidden in infinite night
Night in its biggest might, might of the strongest power
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
The waiting room of kingdom come, I look back upon my life
Life of loss but now the end
End of rat race overdrive
Overdrive to foreign lands
Lands of contemptous hours
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
Now on the train
This is the end of my day
I feel my spirits escape like a musical clock thats dying away
I turn once again and wave my hand and say goodbye
I never thought its so easy
I never thought its so easy
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
Diamond/1990
song performed by by Alphaville
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Full Sail
Full sail full sail
Steady as you go
The wind will blow
Set sail at frisco bay
In a fog cold and gray
Clear sailing, day after day
Full sail full sail
Now the air is still
We lay adrift
Come upon a sea of trouble
Till the winds of change shift
My course is set
Theres no turning back
But theres no goin anywhere yet
Full sail full sail
Waiting for the wind to blow
The wind will blow
Does the silence of the sea
Sound warning of a storm ahead
Whispers of the breeze
Stir and disappear
To soft to hear
Whats in store for me
Adventure on the high seas
Put the childhood dream to the test
Find the measure of the man
Follow the sun heading west
Full sail
Steady as you go
Steady as you go
Full sail
Waiting for the wind to blow
The wind will blow
Hey full sail
Mmmm mmmmm
Hey full sail
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Loving Tree
Three women walked upon a road,
And the first said airily,
“Of all the trees in all the world
Which is the loving tree?”
The second said, “My eyes have seen
No tree that is not fair;
But the Orange tree is the sweetest tree,
The loving blood is there.”
And the third said, “In the green time
I knew a loving tree
That gave a drink of the blood-red milk,
It was the Mulberry.”
Then the first one said, “Of all the trees
No sweetest can I name;
Ask her who yonder slowly comes—
That woman lean and lame.”
Grief like a hideous suckling hung
Along her hollow breast,
Pain was upon her as she walked,
And as she stooped to rest.
“Why will you question so?” she said,
“Is it to mock at me?
For how should I, who walk in Hell,
Know of a loving tree?
“My eyes are not as woman's eyes,
They hope not east or west:
Dull Famine my bed-mate is,
And Loneliness my guest.
“ 'Tis not the most delicious flower
That leaves the scent of Spring,
Nor is it yet the brightest bird
That loads his heart to sing.
“A tree may dance in the white weather
Or dream in a blue gown,
A tree may sing as a sweetheart
To bid the stars come down:
“Some trees are slim and lovable
And some are sleek and strong,
But the tree that has the cripple's heart
Will know the cripple's song.
“The sweetest death is the red death
That comes up nakedly,
And the tree that has the foiled heart
It is the loving tree.
“While ever lip shall seek for lip,
While ever light shall fall,
The tree that has the ruined heart
Is tenderest of all.
“Oh, ye may have your men to kiss,
And children warm to hold,
But the heart that had the hottest love
Was never yet consoled.”
The women three walked on their way,
Their shamed eyes could see
How well the tree with the foiled heart
Is still the loving tree.
poem by John Shaw Neilson
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Ode to Fanny
Physician Nature! Let my spirit blood!
O ease my heart of verse and let me rest;
Throw me upon thy Tripod, till the flood
Of stifling numbers ebbs from my full breast.
A theme! a theme! great nature! give a theme;
Let me begin my dream.
I come -- I see thee, as thou standest there,
Beckon me not into the wintry air.
Ah! dearest love, sweet home of all my fears,
And hopes, and joys, and panting miseries, --
To-night, if I may guess, thy beauty wears
A smile of such delight,
As brilliant and as bright,
As when with ravished, aching, vassal eyes,
Lost in soft amaze,
I gaze, I gaze!
Who now, with greedy looks, eats up my feast?
What stare outfaces now my silver moon!
Ah! keep that hand unravished at the least;
Let, let, the amorous burn --
But pr'ythee, do not turn
The current of your heart from me so soon.
O! save, in charity,
The quickest pulse for me.
Save it for me, sweet love! though music breathe
Voluptuous visions into the warm air;
Though swimming through the dance's dangerous wreath,
Be like an April day,
Smiling and cold and gay,
A temperate lilly, temperate as fair;
Then, Heaven! there will be
A warmer June for me.
Why, this, you'll say, my Fanny! is not true:
Put your soft hand upon your snowy side,
Where the heart beats: confess -- 'tis nothing new --
Must not a woman be
A feather on the sea,
Sway'd to and fro by every wind and tide?
Of as uncertain speed
As blow-ball from the mead?
I know it -- and to know it is despair
To one who loves you as I love, sweet Fanny!
Whose heart goes fluttering for you every where,
Nor, when away you roam,
Dare keep its wretched home,
Love, love alone, his pains severe and many:
Then, loveliest! keep me free,
From torturing jealousy.
Ah! if you prize my subdued soul above
The poor, the fading, brief, pride of an hour;
Let none profane my Holy See of love,
Or with a rude hand break
The sacramental cake:
Let none else touch the just new-budded flower;
If not -- may my eyes close,
Love! on their lost repose.
poem by John Keats
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My Melancholy Lamentation
You are like the wind
To hold you would be impossible
You are like the sun
For your love I’d stop a bullet from a gun
You are way too hot to handle
You are like the light that comes from a candle
You are like the clouds up in the sky
I’d jump that high, yes I would try
You are like the sands
You just seem to slip right thru my hands
You are like the rain
That washes away all my pain
You are like a bird
You’re like the sweetest sound that I’ve ever heard
You are like a star
O so close but yet so far
You are like the day
That brings forth life in every way
You take away my heart
Every time that we are apart
If only I you would love
I’d get down on my knees and thank God above
I see heaven in your eyes
When you are alone the moon cries
You mean everything to me
This is why I can’t let it be
I won’t ever push and shove
I’m begging you please return my love
Bring happiness again
You’re more than a lover, you’re my best friend
I am captured by your spell
I’d never bid thee fair thee well
For you my heart I would save
For it’s your love that I crave
I can’t get you out of my mind
For your love is an extraordinary find
If only you’d give to me
For you’d set my soul free
Love’s words can not convey
So that is why I lament everyday
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Fool For You
You came into my life, I don't think that you meant to
You were standing in the doorway I was trying to walk through
Like an angel or a devil, I could never quite say
Doesn't matter anyway
[Refrain]
So, I'm a fool for you
I'm a fool for you
Open my heart and let the wind blow through
'Cause I'm a fool for you
Well, you can tell me anything and, honey, I'll believe
'Cause when you keep me hangin', it only feeds the dream
I never gonna reach you on that distant shore
But you still got me coming back for more
Oh, just let the wind blow through
But now the snow is fallin', all the roads are gone
The earth keeps movin' and I'm movin' on
I had so much to tell you but no words to say
It doesn't matter anyway
So, I'm a fool for you
I'm a fool for you
Open my heart and let the wind blow through
'Cause I'm a fool for you
Open my heart and let the rain fall through
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Night Whisperer
O Night comes again,
When the golden light leaving the sky
Follow the sun, to the west hills it flies
Flying birds now return, reach home again
Slowly the shadow comes, kiss over the land
Shades of night
Blanket all in the dark
So your eyes, closed for light
Don't give up or tired by today's fears
By my palm touch you softly with prayers
Leave your worry to sleep well, goodnight, dear
O Night comes again,
Warrior of nights present with delightful smiles
Radiant spherical resonance glows you from miles
Lunar whispers in lullaby, trade your sad with happiness
Protect you from dark, shield in armor, made of light
Goodnight, sleep tight, no danger dares to you tonight
This supreme night
Pillow your mind with bubble dreams
Go high and absorb the moonlight beam
To lullaby you with a sweet dream story
Before come tomorrow rise with sun glory
And run and forget yesterday for new history
O Night comes again
Sparkling in the air, like fairies dancing in the sky
Scattering stars exist at night and gone in daylight
Their shadows in your eyes, blanket you warm in bravery
Remind you 'In the dark, a faint light bolder as brightest spark'
'Find bright in destiny, night help you search for purely'
Be brave always may tonight you gain spirit, and be free
Dont sad if today breaks your heart
Release your mind, calm soul to back home
Next day will be another day, a new start
Wonderful life will come and past just gone
Ease your worry, come sleep, close your eyes
Just dream sweet, sleep well and goodnight
So happy to see you smile,
Could be today life you enjoy so much
Still a lot surprises to discover tomorrow
But now Sleep well smile bright and goodnight
Tuck in patient, waiting for new day
Shades of night
Blanket all in the dark
When the sun falling down
Nothing to lose in dark
But to find strength without light
From east sun reborn, the end of night
And run again for new life, make true your dream
Flying with the birds from nest and discover the day rest
Whispers will no end, my wish will reach you wherever you are
Because the night in every second, to remind the night walker
Where moon just come and comfort you anytime you want
For day will come,
Till the light bring golden ray in warm
Let moonlight embrace you in night arm
Be with you, keep warm on your side
Before tomorrow good night, sleep sweet tonight
Sleep dear, dream high and smile as moon give to borrow
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Even day lose it bright sun, but not mean dark with moon is to cry,
so dropp your sorrow, leave your worry because, in dark
there's a hint to rise again, to rest from all pains, to see another side
of spirit that we neglected in daylight...this come with melody of lullaby
..if we lose in dark, keep believe there's a best way to give us the best
things about life...it's a breakthrough method to find success as sometimes
we never meet a big success before we meet big failure/ dark..
Bring it positive, , , and like in our day, night also will go and sun will rise again
so the new day comes for new start...to make dream to be true
where past nightmare it just nothing to scare..
So take care, Goodnight and sleep tight wherever you are
because every second, there's a place meet dark...be bright!
_Unwritten Soul
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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Blow By Blow
Written by dave mason, john cesario, and mark holden.
Its always something
Or it aint nothing at all
Its feast or famine
Too hot or out in the cold
So here we stand
Alone together
Our backs against the wall
If my heart wasnt in it
I wouldnt be here at all
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
And here we go again
(here we go again)
Well its blow by blow
Coming off the ropes
And fighting for the hope in us all
Are you in my corner
Or playing both sides of the wall
So make a stand
Its now or never
Cause life is much too short
And if your heart isnt in it
You shouldnt be here at all
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
And here we go again
(here we go again)
Well its blow by blow
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
Im back on my feet again
(Im back on my feet again)
Well its blow by blow
I can almost see through the tears
And Ive got my pride
The dreams that Ive hidden for years
Just wont be denied
So here we stand
Alone together
Our backs against the wall
If my heart wasnt in it
I wouldnt be here at all
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
And here we go again
(here we go again)
Well its blow by blow
Blow by blow
Well its blow by blow
Im back on my feet again
(Im back on my feet again)
Well its blow by blow
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The heart of a tree
With branches reaching out as if for a embrace
The tree may bow to nature with grace.
He stands alone when the wind blows strong.
The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall.
There are some things that the eyes can't see.
Like the heart of a tree.
In winter's cold chill, You can see the tree stand still.
Leaves are gone but the tree stands strong.
Until winter turns into spring and the birds begin to sing.
The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall.
There are some things that the eyes can't see.
Like the heart of a tree.
Through storms and the wind. Bowing with a graceful bend,
Until the sun shines again, still standing at the end,
The tree is like a true friend.
The leaves may fall, but the tree stands tall.
There are some things that the eye can't see,
Like the heart of a tree.
The old Tree's secrets
How many lovers sat together under the old tree?
If only the tree could speak.
The stories would be of weary travelers
finding a place of peace, and dreams in their sleep.
Stolen moments of lovers, perhaps a sweet caress.
A young man with a ring, a young girl said yes.
Tree I only imagine, I enjoy the guess.
Gentle breezes that lifted the leaves
to let them gently fall to earth.
Misting rain to meet the tree's thirst,
Perhaps two trees inter-twined are
Two lovers that were curst.
poem by Judy Arline Puckett
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Happiness
as the morning comes in most splendid gesture,
halo the early freezing heart of a long night
breathe, awake the wondering blooming flower
calling the beautiful bird to nestle in a wonderful
day of hello
the spirited world move into the avenue of
happiness and review majestically the revelation
of a morning dew, revered the flashing day as it
comes in reflected shadow of the memories of
the wonting moment of stay
nay! you made the angry wind as the turmoil of
river stream, hold your heart to swim, always be
in the petal of joy, a hallucination of closing
the predicament of each experienced of life,
never give up; it's just a parting time to lost
be on the age of cloud nine and open the
beginning that was in the past living within the
crystal clear of a pure heart, entwined the
humble star of your destiny
give the best of the bests your heart desire,
happiness welcomes every heart to grow and
let the soul forwards the gift of life to live......
poem by Antonio Liao
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