Are They Your Four Restless Wings, O Child?
o child!
do you have hands and legs?
or are they your four restless wings?
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Birds and the Above
What is their grade, who sing to the above?
Their legs can not carry their bodies,
For they are inferior, they are inferior.
Legs are too much for those who walk,
Yet the hands are meaning too much.
You are superior, and you are amazing -
It is a man who walks and talks that inspires,
Yet feeble people do not seem wrong
To the caring ones, the ones who care.
Care must be given to you,
As the hospital will fetch you
If hands and feet are allowed.
As you are like a bird,
Birds are like you, for you fly.
With wings you are not,
But hands and feet.
You walk and yet fly,
Yet wings are not feet
For the birds.
What is their grade, who sing to the above?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Restless
I dont belong to no one
I dont belong at all
Got my face in the corner
Got my back to the wall
And pretty baby Im restless, restless
Restless through and through
Im restless, restless
You look restless too
Im a hair trigger lover
And I cant face up to nothing
Im impatient with the wind
But Im waitin here for somethin
And pretty baby Im restless, restless
Restless through and through
Im restless, restless
You look restless too
Restless sleep, twisted dreams
Moving targets, silent screams
Restless city, restless street
Restless you , restless me
Im a face at the window
Im a black satin sheet
And I cant stay warm
I stay out in the street
And pretty baby Im restless, restless
Restless through and through
Im restless, restless
You look restless too
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Restless
(carl perkins)
I dont belong to no one
I dont belong at all
Got my face in the corner
Got my back to the wall
And pretty baby Im restless, restless
Restless through and through
Im restless, restless
You look restless too
Im a hair trigger lover
And I cant face up to nothing
Im impatient with the wind
But Im waitin here for somethin
And pretty baby Im restless, restless
Restless through and through
Im restless, restless
You look restless too
Restless sleep, twisted dreams
Moving targets, silent screams
Restless city, restless street
Restless you , restless me
Im a face at the window
Im a black satin sheet
And I cant stay warm
I stay out in the street
And pretty baby Im restless, restless
Restless through and through
Im restless, restless
You look restless too
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Whose Child Is This
'Whose child is this'
Neither his hands nor legs remained
Child who's melted completely
Had nothing to hold up
'Whose child is this'
He was shouting in a moving way
Showing another child
Whom saved from wreckage
He doesn't know he's his brother Hasan
(Poem: Mehmet Omer KAZANCI/Translated by: Nilufer DURSUN)
poem by Nilufer Dursun
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Leg
I know your legs are
On the legs of Baali the demon king
I know your legs are
On the head of Bharata your brother
I know your legs are on the
Head of Uddhaba your follower.
You have no leg I heard.
I Know you are present everywhere
Everytime and in everybody.
I do not know what a leg is.
I know the insect has six legs
I know the animal has four legs
I know the bird has two legs.
Your leg is my project paper
I do not know howmany legs you have
I do not know I a leg is.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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X3
one's fixed finally
like a fly
on that sticky paper
unable to remove
its legs from
those limitations
the wings are useless
the winds are of no help
the wings of the the mind
cannot uplift
where the body is stuck
with the connivance
of the pelvis
and the hands
dichotomy...
that gap between the
flesh and spirit
must be dovetailed
by a prayer of mercy
the faith that makes
us sleep
when the eyes are
too weary
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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386
if there is no place that can accommodate
your sadness,
i know how sweet is the
feeling of departure
you are prepared to spread your wings
but your heart is still as heavy as the weight
of your legs
but then you have the right to fly away
from sorrow
to drift away from lament
happy trip my friend
i send you my blessings
i wish you all the luck to finally reach your destination
happy flying with your wings
but before you finally go
let me know
the secret of your having grown
those pair of big and strong wings
tell me which part of your body
are you hiding your hands
for soon if i have some
i may fly away from
sadness too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hot Legs
(rod stewart)
Whos that knocking on my door
Its gotta be a quarter to four
Is it you again coming round for more
Well you can love me tonight if you want
But in the morning make sure youre gone
Im talkin to you
Hot legs, wearing me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, are you still in school
I love you honey
Gotta most persuasive tongue
You promise all kinds of fun
But what you dont understand
Im a working man
Gonna need a shot of vitamin e
By the time youre finished with me
Im talking to you
Hot legs, youre an alley cat
Hot legs, you scratch my back
Hot legs, bring your mother too
I love you honey
Imagine how my daddy felt
In your jet black suspender belt
Seventeen years old
Hes touching sixty four
You got legs right up to your neck
Youre making me a physical wreck
Im talking to you
Hot legs, in your satin shoes
Hot legs, are you still in school
Hot legs, youre making me a fool
I love you honey
Hot legs, making your mark
Hot legs, keep my pencil sharp
Hot legs, keep your hands to yourself
I love you honey
Hot legs, youre wearing me out
Hot legs, you can scream and shout
Hot legs, youre still in school
I love you honey
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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What Left My Throat Dry?
Inexcusable crime
And incurable disease
Of the last century
Left my throat dry
Without water wetted my wings
Without sickle tied my legs
I lost my peace in the din
A fish in the water without a fin.
Water can not wet my throat
The sun can not dry my wings
Untying my legs will not give me back my fins.
What is the use to be dry,
If I shan't get the shadow and the fly?
I shan't get surely the shadow from the sun
To it, it will only increase my bebt burden?
My wet wings needn't to be wide spread
As I know the hope of justice has already dead!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Restless
Restless mind
Restless heart
Restless soul,
In a restless body
Need some rest.
They all await death
To release them from
Their restless misery.
They’ll fly away
Into nothingness
Leaving behind…
Their lifeless body.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Hands Of Time!
the hands of a small child,
shaping sand on the beach.
the flutter of wings,
a sparrow's first flight.
seeds planted by hand
in the fresh plowed ground.
the light teasing shadows,
late afternoon to night.
the war hero's silence,
his eyes grown hard.
the family burying the child,
the mother cannot weep.
the hungry stare
of poverty's stink.
the addict's hard edge,
bare rooms, bare walls.
the hanging tree,
and the lovers oak.
the bullet in the chamber,
and the open mission.
the church locked empty,
boxes to beds in the alley.
the old man who cant forgive
what the young boy did.
the hands of a small child...
the hands of time!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Legs, hands, legs, hands, the city grinds to a halt
when they took the subway
they threw bombs
they threw bombs
shrill, shrill, shrill,
the screams, screams, screams
louder than the train's engine
legs, hands, legs
hands, legs, hands everywhere
could not get the train going
could not get the city going
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I Became Grandma
My daughter carries the child firm
In her womb for ten months term;
Like a pearl kept in the shell, the child
grows to be delivered into the world;
Head, chest, abdomen, hands and legs grow
along the internal organs with heart and brain;
I feel longing to see the face of the child
the first appearance in to the world;
I count the days to hug softly
And kiss the baby soothingly;
The beautiful moon has slipped down
Came to the earth upside down;
The doctor and nurse attended delivery
My daughter delivered a female child;
I became grandma instantly
I feel happy extremely!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Bless You
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.
Bless you, wherever you are,
Windswept child on a shooting star,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Restless spirits depart,
Still were deep in each others hearts.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Some people say its over,
Now that we spread our wings.
But we know better, darling,
The hollow ring is only last years echo, oh.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Bless you, whoever you are,
Holding her now,
Be warm and kind hearted.
Ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed.
And remember, though love is strange,
Now and forever, our love will remain.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
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Three, four.
Bless you, wherever you are,
Windswept child on a shooting star,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Restless spirits depart,
Still were deep in each others hearts.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Some people say its over,
Now that we spread our wings.
But we know better, darling,
The hollow ring is only last years echo, oh.
Well, now bless you, whoever you are,
Holding her now,
Be warm and kind hearted.
Ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed.
And remember, all though love is strange,
Now and forever, our love will remain the same.
Mm-mm-mm-mm.
Some people say its over,
Now that we spread our wings.
But we know better, darling,
The hollow ring is only last years echo, oh.
Diddle-dee-bop-bop.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Bless You
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.
Bless you, wherever you are,
Windswept child on a shooting star,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Restless spirits depart,
Still were deep in each others hearts.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Some people say its over,
Now that we spread our wings.
But we know better, darling,
The hollow ring is only last years echo, oh.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Bless you, whoever you are,
Holding her now,
Be warm and kind hearted.
Ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed.
And remember, though love is strange,
Now and forever, our love will remain.
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm,
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- well take a listen
Another version
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Three, four.
Bless you, wherever you are,
Windswept child on a shooting star,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
Restless spirits depart,
Still were deep in each others hearts.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Some people say its over,
Now that we spread our wings.
But we know better, darling,
The hollow ring is only last years echo, oh.
Well, now bless you, whoever you are,
Holding her now,
Be warm and kind hearted.
Ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed, ed.
And remember, all though love is strange,
Now and forever, our love will remain the same.
Mm-mm-mm-mm.
Some people say its over,
Now that we spread our wings.
But we know better, darling,
The hollow ring is only last years echo, oh.
Diddle-dee-bop-bop.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Flight of Quest
God gave me da wings of observation,
I thanked to God for this reward,
He gave me desire to fly,
I flew around da world,
With da joy of flight,
But I got sorrowful winds,
Black clouds in every swing,
People with smile,
But pain in hearts,
Meeting hands but not dere hearts,
Deceiving others to flourish themselves,
Meeting hands but lacking warmth,
With the hearts lacking da beat,
Eyes full of expectations,
Lips glued to speak da truth,
Deceiving da one who wants da love,
Da warmth of heart,
Da warmth of hand,
Considering da other to be spare part,
Utilizing when first tans,
.....
I flew with da filled eyes,
For da quest of sincerity,
For da quest of love,
For da quest of friendship,
But what I found worthful,
A snake showman,
Closing da snake box,
By saying them up,
Humans r dere to bit others,
......
My wings broke,
I said to God,
Burn da wings I couldn't resist,
Smiled and said,
That’s distinct an angel,
From da school of humans!
It’s up to u,
Take legs
Or
Take wings! ! ! ! !
poem by Arshia Mukhtar
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Alankar(Decor) -50
Some Naani Poems
Natural
1 He was waiting
For his moon joyful
Didn't turn up that moon
He waited till new moon's day
2 Glossy red lips
Fluttering sans wings
Not to flee away on legs
But to bite, sever apart
3 Clouds thronged
Beat till her heart poured
Her gheraoed star
Could not see her sinking
4 Far away school
Welcomes for'u.k.g'
Little babe is thinning
Grand-ma is grumbling
5 Customary prayers
Split mind in splits
Legs and hands, eyes and mouth
In their own perfect recitation
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Gods children, both of us
Poor Beauty, my feathered friend,
Your heart is cold, upon the ground.
Ah, your colours fade to grey
I can see your eyes lose their shine.
Your wings can´t carry you anymore
The sweet melody died out
Oh my princess of the air, your time has come.
You shall never reach the cloud crown.
Let me hold you one last time,
My hands will support you on your last journey.
Lift on your wings once more child of the sky,
For death is the greatest adventure.
Fly towards the light of almighty
But you must go alone, humble and afraid.
How I long to soar away with you!
But I am a human, child of earth,
Born from soil and water, bound to my mother, the globe.
I have no feathers, no wings, we are different
You and I, daughter of the wind, prisoner of the ground.
Now I say my good bye´s, return to me, when I am dead.
I hope, I pray that when I´m gone
I can grow white feathers and be free!
poem by Anne Harkonen
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Weapons never Rule the World
the world started
out with a war
each mind fashioned
his kinds to dominate
all set out for artillery -
the fangs, claws, poisons
wings that could fly
a thousand miles
legs that could run like a jet
eyes that could see ten score miles
weapons, weapons, weapons,
until the almighty fashioned his
proud kind to show their mistakes
plain men with two hands, legs
and a conscience.
all these weapon owners
that kill themselves to extinction
men - god's proof to his rivalries
the winners of the real world
are those with conscience, love
that mere weapon owners
are loosers fit only
for the pots and pans
the almighty always guiding
never allowing his men
to lose sight
that weapons never rule the world
owners of fangs, claws, mighty wings
that all end up in the pots and pans
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Restless Heart
(coverdale/vandenberg)
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting,
My precious time.
There are times in my life,
I dont know witch way to turn,
When everything I touch
I get my fingers burned...
Dreams to ashes, ashes to dust,
When all that glitters
Is dull with rust...
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting,
My precious time...
Im torn and tattered,
Shattered and worn,
Ive had enough
Trying to live my life
In the eye of the storm...
Every heartache
Leaves a scar on my face,
Somebody reach out
Or throw me a line,
Get me out of this place...
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting, wasting,
My precious time...
Oh, so tired.
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting,
My precious time...
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting, wasting,
All of my precious time...
Restless heart, restless mind,
So Im tired of wasting, wasting,
All of my precious time, time, time
Restless heart...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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