Higher Ground! ! !
After the fit of mango showers,
Hill & dale fume in cold sweat,
Lifting aromas off the ground,
Sun hurls a beehive at every head.
While he petitions- wet buds,
To stock up their syrups,
And nubile mango leaves to deeper reds.
Every closing flower shelters,
A pearl dropp on her bed.
Admitting rays one at a time,
Roving clouds open like a turnstile,
Sweet misery, deciding to be,
In light or shade; takes a while.
Over all this the cuckoo drowns,
Wails that to the slums belong,
The cursing in the streets,
Catch the fierce mood of his song.
From trees shadows glimmer,
Patterns are woven and undone,
From every shade solitude is sought,
But for me there is none.
Subtle wind blows the chaff
And keeps the grain,
Wasted things hit the ground,
While good is retained.
The vine clings to the clover,
Enough to draw a deeper breath,
In a love that asks nothing in return,
But- the simple truth.
Twittering birds swear at the rainbow,
Finding their wish marooned in the sky,
Like the bitter -sweet of the season,
A God in every glade can be found,
Only if you knew how to look high.
The same season, another place, another time
End of a long silent walk, with no debate to prove,
Contented, you reached a low branch to touch the leaves,
My reward - with me, you reach for things above.
poem by Seema joglekar
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If you want to gather honey, don't kick over the beehive.
quote by Dale Carnegie
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Under The Mango Tree
i like the idea
of doing many things under the mango tree
like
watching time go by like it is a stranger
and i
am a stranger too watching time pass by
like i am so interested
with what time
can do to me
making me old
making the mango tree bloom and flower and have fruits
and they are so many
that the mango tree bends
to the ground
and time stays for a while and ripens the fruits
and make all of them
in time
fall one by one to the ground
like some kind
of withered flowers
luscious, sweet, fruits of the mango tree
falling
by the slightest passing of the wind
and then the children
come and with all joy
pick them one by one
putting what they can
under
their shirts and still rushing
to keep
and take some more
under the mango tree
all the people
are so much alike
the rushing, the taking, the joy
of always having more
and it will never stop
as i watch time slowly go by
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Rattlesnake Trail
Got a hair shirt round my shoulder. got a cold stew in my spoon.
And Im falling on my head, lifting feet of lead ---
Now its got me baying at the moon.
Well, theres a race on for tomorrow. Im stretching out
For what might have been.
Going to come out from the night, got my second sight ---
Play rough --- you know what I mean.
Im going for the kill. Im going tooth and nail
Up that dusty hill --- on the rattlesnake trail.
Got the law laid down to the left of me. got the real world to the right.
Heading up through the middle with my cat and my fiddle ---
Yeah, looking for a fight.
Going to ride hard in bandit country --- on the blind side of the bend.
Keep my nose to the wind while the rabbits skinned ---
Bed down at the journeys end. (be a rattlesnake.)
Im going for the kill. Im going tooth and nail
Up that dusty hill --- on the rattlesnake trail.
The rattlesnake trail.
Im going on the rattlesnake trail.
Going to be with wolves in winter --- run in angry packs by day.
But when you give a dog a bone, he has to be alone ---
Growl, keep the other dogs away.
See that thin moon on the mountain. see that cold star in the sky.
Going to bring them down --- shake them to the ground ---
Put that apple in the pie. (be a rattlesnake.)
Im going for the kill. Im going tooth and nail
Up that dusty hill --- on the rattlesnake trail.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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The Field of the World
Sow in the morn thy seed,
At eve hold not thy hand;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
Broadcast it o’er the land.
Beside all waters sow;
The highway furrows stock;
Drop it where thorns and thistles grow;
Scatter it on the rock.
The good and fruitful ground,
Expect not here nor there;
O'er hill and dale, by plots, 'tis found;
Go forth, then, everywhere.
Thou know’st not which may thrive,
The late or early sown;
God keeps His precious seed alive,
When and wherever strown.
And duly shall appear,
In verdure, beauty, strength,
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.
Thou canst not toil in vain:
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.
Thence, when the glorious end,
The day of God is come,
The angels reapers shall descend,
And heav’n cry - 'Harvest Home.'
poem by James Montgomery
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Lightning Rod
So you say you like the way I look
So you say you like the way I look
When I fall and no one's there to catch me
So you say you like the way I move
So you say you like the way I move
Into every storm I see above me
'Cause everybody's doing what they like
And what they like is not enough for me
I do not feel the same
Here we go 'cause
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(and everybody wants more)
What you want is never what you get
Here comes the wall, better lower your head
What you want is never what you get
You're going to fast
So you say you like the way I move
So you say you like the way I move
Into every storm I see above me
Breaker breaker one two
Break out to break through
You can swim slash drift where the tides take you
It's about your attitude
Extension of your latitude
Rejection of gratitude
What up, whatcha thinking dude?
Who said every day's gonna be fun?
Keep an eye on the web
Other people have spun
Who said every day's gonna be fun?
Best recognize or betcha you'll come undone
'Cause everybody's doing what they like
And what they like is not enough for me
I do not feel the same
Here we go 'cause
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(and everybody wants more)
What you want is never what you get
Here comes the wall, better lower your head
What you want is never what you get
You're going to fast
Grit your teeth, this is gonna be a bumpy ride
Loud and clear
Hi-fi, lo-fi
Hand fist, shape shifts to electrify
Sure enough showing up trying to climb sky high
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(and everybody wants more)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants everybody)
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more but they never get it
Tell me why we always sweat it
Everybody wants more
(everybody wants more)
What you want is never what you get
Everybody wants more
What you want is never what you get
And everybody wants more
song performed by by Zebrahead
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Spring of Greenery!
Spring of Greenery!
The Season is here
The Reason to celebrate
Spring brings blooming buds
Dressing Trees with vibrant flowers
Singing birds, Dancing peacocks
Swings are swung in gentle rocks
The King of Fruits; Mango rules
Wanted by all, geniuses and mules
Joy seems to fill the ambience
Time to have fun, feast and rejoice
Refreshing showers of gentle rain
Soothing the Earth, as ever, yet again.
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Confused
I see buds on my Bradford pear trees.
It's too early for these tiny buds.
I'm afraid they just might freeze.
They were fooled into thinking winter is gone
for we had a few warm days.
I'm afraid they're just hanging on.
One day sunny, the next so cold
I wonder if they're strong enough
to place their buds on hold?
Confused they must be, just like me.
For I can't figure out what I need
a cold drink or some sweet hot tea?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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You've Got A Cold
Your nose is runnin'
And your eyes are red
Your head is achin'
You'd be better in bed
From the bottom of your fever
To the throbbing in your toes
You've got a cold
You've got a cold
You're searching madly
To find a cure
But the mercury's rising
To a hundred and four
You've got a beauty, a bad ass
The mother of them all
You've got a cold
You've got a cold
Ain't no use in fightin' it
Get into bed and try to sweat it out
Hot toddies won't help you
Warm blankets won't sweat it out
Inhalants just choke you
Hot flushes will tell you
Anyway you've got it
Ain't no doubt about it
Nothin' new about
You can scream and shout it
Hot toddies won't help you
Warm blankets won't sweat it out
Inhalants just choke you
Hot flushes will tell you
Anyway you've got it
Ain't no doubt about it
Nothin' new about
You can't fight it
Foreign bodies in your kleenex
You've got no taste at all
While your system is dyin'
The bugs are havin' a ball
You've got a beauty, a bad ass
The mother of them all
You've got a cold
You've got a cold
song performed by by 10 Cc
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The proceedings of this House in 1790, in reference to petitions on the matter of the slave trade, and of slavery in the States, have been cited. It has been said that those petitions were not received.
quote by Caleb Cushing
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French Funk
Hello!
Tu dis que je suis un fous
Je dis que tu es la folie
Tu dis que je suis un fous
Je dis que tu es la folie
Tu dis je suis un grand filou
Je dis tu es la vche qui rie
Tu dis je suis un grand filou
Je dis tu es la vche qui rie
Non je ne fume pas
Non je ne fume des cigarettes
Non je ne fume pas
Parce-que je fume seulement de lherbe
Mon coeur est un gare central
Mon coeur est seulement pour toi
Mon coeur est un gare central
Mon coeur est seulement pour toi
Ne sais pas que tu veus la meme chose
Je ne sais pas, mais je croix
Aprs trap de veuve cliquot
I kick the ass of miss trudeaux
Non je ne fume pas
Non je ne fume des cigarettes
Non je ne fume pas
Non je ne fume des cigarettes
Non je ne fume pas
Non je ne fume des cigarettes
Non je ne fume pas
Parce-que je fume seulement de lherbe
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Cold Sweat
(m&l - john sykes/phill lynott)
I put my money in the suitcase
And headed for the big race
I felt a chill on my backbone
As I hung up the telephone
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
They say chances on the outside
Are looking very slim
Ive been so lucky on the inside
I feel Im going to win
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
Take a little money, theres nothing left to lose
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
Ive got me a whole months wages
I havent seen that much in ages
I might spend it in stages
And move out to las vegas
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win means double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I put my money in the suitcase
They say chances on the outside
I got a whole months wages
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Stone cold crazy
Place another bet
song performed by by Helloween
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Cold Sweat
I put my money in the suitcase
And headed for the big race
I felt a chill on my backbone
As I hung up the telephone
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
They say chances on the outside
Are looking very slim
Ive been so lucky on the inside
I feel Im going to win
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
Take a little money, theres nothing left to lose
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
Ive got me a whole months wages
I havent seen that much in ages
I might spend it in stages
And move out to las vegas
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win means double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I put my money in the suitcase
They say chances on the outside
I got a whole months wages
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Stone cold crazy
Place another bet
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Cold Sweat
I put my money in the suitcase
And headed for the big race
I felt a chill on my backbone
As I hung up the telephone
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win pays double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
They say chances on the outside
Are looking very slim
Ive been so lucky on the inside
I feel Im going to win
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
Take a little money, theres nothing left to lose
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
Ive got me a whole months wages
I havent seen that much in ages
I might spend it in stages
And move out to las vegas
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Running down the back of my neck
To lose means trouble, to win means double
And I got me a heavy bet
Cold, cold sweat
I put my money in the suitcase
They say chances on the outside
I got a whole months wages
Stone cold sober and stone cold sweat
Stone cold crazy
Place another bet
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Fatso & His Lady!
That mango tree was no normal
It got immense love so mortal
From dawn to dusk he watered
Hoping it is never left shattered
Plucking the fruits in noon
He sat by it with all bloom.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
What is it that brings that bloom
In this man so fat & hair so white
Was the thought that always rung
When I usually see him sing.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
My lady love sowed this seed
& fed to it her life
I cried cried & I cried
And one day she grew up
Through ground & this is it
He told with a whisper.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so immortal
Telling his tale of love
He had the last mango from it
He bore a smile on face
A tear in each eye
The seed in his palm.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
Inspite of it being watered
Although I gave utmost care
In no time it became dry
And in air remained only their love……..
poem by BhanuPrakash Singh
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She Shook Me Cold
We met upon a hill, the night was cool and still
She sucked my dormant will
Mother, she blew my brain, I will go back again
My god, she shook my cold
I had no time to spare, I grabbed her golden hair
And threw her to the ground
Father, she caved my head, oh lord, the things she said
My god, she should be told
I was very smart, broke the gentle hearts
Of many young virgins
I was quick on the ball, left them so lonely
Theyd just give up trying
Then she took my head, smashed it up
Kept my young blood rising
Crushed me mercilessly, kept me going around
So she dont know I crave her so-o-o
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh
Ill give my love in vain, to reach that peak again
We met upon a hill
Mother, she blew my brain, I will go back again
My god, she shook me cold
song performed by by David Bowie
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Quiet Night Thoughts
Before my bed
there is bright moonlight
So that it seems
Like frost on the ground:
Lifting my head
I watch the bright moon,
Lowering my head
I dream that I'm home.
The Dying Soldier
Yes! raise me on your arm, Dick Dale,
My comrade old and true.
And let me of the glad earth take
One last and lingering view.
When yet a few brief moments more
Of this flittering hour have fled,
You’ll shed an old friend's tear, Dick Dale,
Above your comrade's head.
We fought together, side by side,
In many a bloody fray,
From Malvern Hill's dark hour of strife,
To fierce Antietam's day.
And when again the 'long roll' calls,
For battle to prepare,
You will not fail the flag, Dick Dale,
But I shall not be there.
You will not soon forget me, Dick!
I know it by that sigh;
I know it by those tears that shine
In your half averted eye.
But my dear old comrade's heart will swell,
I know with honest pride,
When he thinks that for the grand old flag,
His old companion died.
Cut off this light brown lock, Dick Dale,
For the girl that waits at home.
Yes! Hoping waits her soldier love,
Who never more can come.
'Twill soothe perhaps her bleeding heart
To know that watched by you,
The boy she loved, at least has died,
With one who loved him too.
You'll visit all the quaint old nooks
We sought when we were boys,
And thoughts of me will come, Dick Dale,
With thoughts of childhood's joys;
And when you reach the old playground
Where once you used to play,
You’ll not forget your friend, Dick Dale,
In his lone grave far away.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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Woman is like a mango
A girl is a mango infantile,
That tastes in pickles.
A lass is about ripe mango,
That tastes in curries.
A woman is a ripe mango,
That tastes with its flesh.
At forties as juice and at fifties
As jelly, she lingers to my taste.
Even in sixties, she is like mango-essence.
In seventies, as endosperm of its nut
She still taste though differently.
Woman to men is evergreen.
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Look At Me Now
Someone is waiting, lurking in the trees
The spirit of her is walking back to me
Ah look at me now feeling emotion
Ah look at me now
The king of the castle brought her to her knees
Gave the salvation army girl a squeeze
Ah look at me now feeling emotion
Ah look at me now
Look at me now
Now shes a sallow face
Scattering her lace -- on dewy ground
Ah, I keep searching my head
Now its spinning around
Lifting her head, her countenance redeemed
Re-acted the murder by the silver stream
Ah look at me now displaying emotion
Ah look at me now
Look at me now so cold and yet so brave
Weave me some wings to take me to her grave
Ah look at me now feeling emotion
Ah look at me now
Look at me now
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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New Day
In heaven the ground is waiting
For the dust
The seed
My love once more
I shout
New day
Hold the air and gasp in life
This solid dance
This cold cold night
Is gone
The dark heat throbs
The fools sweat swims
The hazy light
The deadly sins
Are gone
Crack the stone
Invade my head
Dropping honey dropping dead again
The silence shouts
Across the gap
Another dreaming
Love me again
Shout.
song performed by by Cure
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