Dorrah Munthali
she is the gifted woman
as she doesnt behave like a policeman
even though she goes through problems
she overcomes without sweat
i admire her for what she is
since she modelled made me to what i am
i always listen to her advise
as her words are always wise
she is my mother
thats why i am proud of her
for many days she cared for me
thats why she deserved a nice life
poem by Tanaka Chirombo
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Admire, I Do...You
Admire,
I do...
You.
Admitting it is not as easy.
This feeling I have is new.
Over the years it grew.
And one day out of the 'blue',
I just knew.
Admire,
I do...
You.
The way you walk,
With your head held up.
Your eyes so wise and bright.
Your words direct,
I now respect.
With my mind more open.
And more prepared to accept.
Admire,
I do...
You.
Those times we shared.
With you there caring.
And I then unaware...
Just how much you cared.
And today I reflect,
Upon my attitude.
And those awful moods you met,
You did not let upset you.
When you could...
And perhaps should have left,
Me.
Admire,
I do...
You.
And after all those things I put you through,
You stayed.
With me,
You stayed!
With me,
You stayed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Women
This world is, because of the woman
this universe is, because of the woman
nothing exists without the woman
our existence is, because of the woman.
Why being a woman then
should be humiliation?
Why a woman then
should face indignation?
always the woman becomes the prey...?
always the woman has no say.....?
The woman is a mother, also a mother–in-law
the woman is a sister, also a sister-in-law
the woman has many roles to play
a daughter-in-law perfects that night & day.
Why then a woman does
torture another woman?
Why does a ma-in-law
torches a daughter in-law?
Why does a woman destroy another’s world?
Why does jealousy overcomes a sister-in-law?
In the woman, power is manifest,
yet she is unaware and that is a jest.
she becomes Durga when in rage
telling everyone, she is no sage
the woman is where, awakening is there
her absence creates crematoriums everywhere.
Why do then a woman abhor the birth of a female?
Wants a child, whose gender is male?
the male is indebted to her for the courage and life
yet no rewards for the woman, her entire life.
This is the story of the woman, full of anguish
Plight of a woman is because of another’s wish
Exploitation of the woman could not have taken place
Had a woman given the other a little more space.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Serious
Oh, woman you make me feel, like Im on fire
Oh, woman you make it real, its the only way for me
So, if we sometimes fight, doesnt mean we got problems
Aint always black and white, who cares anyway?
Ooh - doesnt have to be serious
Ooh - doesnt have to be serious
(serious)
Doesnt have to be serious
Doesnt have to be serious
Oh baby you get so wild, mmm too much understanding
Oh baby youre such a child, put up with all the tears and cryin
Dont worry if youre confused, we all tend to be sometimes
The whole world is getting used, its just the way it is...
Maybe right, oh, but maybe wrong
Doesnt have to be serious, being hard isnt being strong
Doesnt have to be serious, fighting for love, fighting for pain
Ooh doesnt have to be serious, and if you win, oh what do you gain?
Doesnt have to be serious..
-
Ooh, doesnt have to be serious maybe right, ooh, but maybe wrong
Ohh doesnt have to be serious, fighting for love, fighting for pain
Ooh doesnt have to be serious, and if you win, oh what do you gain?
Ooh doesnt have to be serious, maybe right, oh but maybe wrong
Doesnt have to be serious, being hard, isnt being strong
Doesnt have to be serious, fighting for love, fighting for pain
Ohh doesnt have to be serious and if you win...
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Listen to what he does not say
He is too tough to seem vulnerable
Too proud to complaint loneliness
Listen to what he does not say
He is hiding lake of tears behind ice wall
Doesn't know how to shout for help
Listen to what he does not say
He is the lone wolf of his kind
Forget the way to be honest and cared
Listen to what he does not say
His eyes cold and his heart already broken
When he throws harsh words
Listen to what he does not say
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Shallow Crystals
(ian hunter)
Her life gets smaller in his eyes
And he wonders if he thinks he should cry
Oh mother the colours gone and left your hair
And he wonders if he thinks he should care
She told him how to play a guitar
She told him how to be a star
But mother were you really there
My friend dont speak hes such a mixed up boy
I wonder if she sold him his toys
A kiss on the cheek a conversation decoy
In his cute little corduroys
Oh she taught him how to win the game
She taught him everything is your name
Oh mother did you have to destroy
Mother if you really cared
Youd talk to him cry for him
All you every did was dream
All you ever said was be cool be cool be cool
And I think you made a mess of his life
And I think he made a mess of your life
And I think it made a mess of my life
Mother if you really cared
Youd talk to him cry for him
All you every did was dream
All you ever said was be cool be cool be cool
And I think you made a mess of her life
And I think she made a mess of your life
And I think it made a mess of my life
I think you made a mess of my life
I think you made a mess of my life
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Life is for the Living.
Life is a two way street, you can go up or you can go down,
You can be ungrateful, want what you want with your limited knowledge,
And for everything just frown.
Your life can become a never ending misery, old age, sickness and you die,
Or you can listen to the wise man before your time
And learn to question everything, asking why?
Life is for the living, let go, let come what has to teach you,
Face everything with enthusiasm, gratefulness
And look always for something interesting to do.
Never stop learning how to take care of your soul, so is your body,
Be brave, face what comes, solve problems, listen
And know that life can be a beautiful melody.
You heard the wise saying that you can choose between life or malediction,
You have a free will and a self judgement built into you for protection.
What you give out or even think will return to you,
Kindness, but the truth will build you up,
Hostility and fraud hit back with sickness, problems and you'll always be blue.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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The virtue
A nice girl and a nice woman,
A nice wife, mother and grandmother,
A woman has been all her life,
With lust and passion set to fire.
13.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Very Wise Woman
The very wise woman she said to her son
If you cannot love yourself you cannot love anyone
With what she said I for one cannot disagree
She does seem a very wise person to me
The truth in her words I have come to realize
For one in her early thirties she does seem so wise
She said to her son your love of self to love of others expand
Of how love works she is one who does understand
Wisdom does not have an age to it as we have been told
A marvellous insight from a young mother to her nine year old
And since self love is a sibling of compassion and ruth
Her words to her son in them have the beauty of truth
If you cannot love yourself you cannot love anyone
The very wise woman she said to her son.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A woman as strength
l Let you be as woman
We all are proud as human
A person can be called insane
If any one discriminates in gen
A noble feeling and highest regard
Simple way of appreciating and looking forward
Little thought of realization and vision inward
A kind look always coupled with affectionate words
I admire and bow my head
You always inspired me to lead
What would have been world to me?
Not to breathe air in atmosphere very free
I say once again and affirm
We all raise arm and confirm
You exist in all form of affinity
I consider you as sign of divinity
Words may be less to describe
Let it be written or inscribed
So when some one reads it and understands
Find in woman a mother, Goddess and friend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Parents Are Not Payable
Listen, dear brothers, sisters,
Look back in nostalgia;
Think about dear mother,
dear father,
The ones who gave life to you
And thaught you how to be
a man, a woman too;
Your mother who suckled you
Nine months she bore you
in her womb;
From his own sweat your
father paid for your school
And made sure your belly is
never emptied with food.
Think about them in
everything you do.
For some day you wil be
a father, a mother too
And your children will think
about you in everything
they do
They will think of the
troubles you went through
To help them pull through.
PARENTS can never be repaid
No matter the wealth you
may have attained.
Parents are not payable,
You just have to make them
feel comfortable,
And that would be enough
for their troubles.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Better Off Dead
Ash his heart onto the ground
Pull his guts out by frustration
Be careful you might kill him
Just cause he cant hear what you say
Doesnt mean that hes not listening
If you listen to your words
He might like what you say
So youve been going out for years
And Im sure that youve been happy
Happy with your role
Youve been looking up to him
As if youve forgotten of your own life
Forgotten of your own face
Burn and start again
Just cause he cant hear what you say
Doesnt mean that hes not listening
If you listen to your words
He might like what you say
On my own again
Thats what she said
Im leaving you tomorrow
But she already left
She already left me
She said Im better off dead
Its your own life
Live it for yourself
Its your own life
Live for your...
Just cause he cant hear what you say
Doesnt mean that hes not listening
If you listen to your words
He might like what you say
On my own again
Thats what she said
Im leaving you tomorrow
But she already left
She already left me
She said Im better off dead
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Understand the friendships
One craves more to be needed than gifted.
One craves more to be cared than loved.
On craves more to be remembered than praised.
Keeping these in mind, behave with your friends.
17.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You Owe It All To Me
Never thought there would be a time
When all youd wanna do is fight
Its made me suffer lonely days
And Im waitin for the evenings sun
To come along and calm me down
Cant you see that on my face
Without me you would be nowhere
All alone Ive cared
You owe it all to me
Without me you would be nowhere
All alone Ive cared
You owe it all to me
I know it seems to you sometimes
When were alone I tend to hide
Leave my feelings locked behind a door
As I watch the wind cut through the trees
I never wanted you to leave
I only wish Id told you this before
Without me you would be nowhere
All alone Ive cared
You owe it all to me
Without me you would be nowhere
All alone Ive cared
You owe it all to me
What kinda life am I to lead
With this love youve given me
I thought you were a friend of mine
But everyday youre someone new
And thats the one Ive got to lose
Why do you make it so hard to fight
Without me you would be nowhere
All alone Ive cared
You owe it all to me
Without me you would be nowhere
All alone Ive cared
You owe it all to me
song performed by by Texas
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The Rose...
some days i gifted you a rose...
while i did not get, what it means...
and don`t know why...
but some thing inside my heart...
told me to do that, ,
and give it to you...
oh...
o my lovely rose, and my lovely passion...
o my dreamy rose, , ,
did not know some days, how lovely your meaning is...
while you are from my longing...
and from inside....
how mistaken i was in my expression..
when i not gifted you all a roses in the world..
you are my life's` rose..
as i gifted you the rose..
i gifted you to the rose...
and wish that rose gifted to me again..
my rose...
poem by Hazem Al Jaber
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My Daughter (So Proud Of You)
Congratulations
My daughter today
You made it all the way
Studied hard; got through
I am so very proud of you
In yourself you did believe
Honours you did receive
Everything
You deserved, you got
So much happiness you bring
Your mother loves you alot
That's the person you are
God made the best daughter by far
poem by Rose Angel H
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It Doesnt Have To Be
You are on one side
And I am on the other
Are we divided?
You are on one side
I am on the other
Are we divided?
Why cant we live together
There are no rights
This isnt your decision
We need to talk of changing things
But no one wants to listen
It doesnt have to be like that
It doesnt have to be like that
It doesnt have to be like that
A heart on the inside
The same as any other
Are we divided?
Someone always has to suffer
We are broken
Theres no one left to change it
Is that the way it has to be?
Why cant we rearrange it?
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
What is the secret
In calling me a brother?
Are we divided?
Always one against the other
We are strong now
Put down the ammunition
For what we know is right
Is gonna breakdown this division
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
(one against one)
(one against one)
It doesnt have to be like that
You are one side
And I am on the other
Are we divided?
song performed by by Erasure
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Ruiner
My heart is full of anger
although in Malawi there is no hunger
but i seek revenge in my heart
wherever, whenever i sat
She ruined my best day
while it was my girlfriend birthday
i sit making a promise to myself
i will never care for her like keeping books on shelves
Some of my good friends laugh at me
But my girlfriend still loved me
i call the girl who messed our nice day
the 'ruiner' as she made it a bad day
i felt being betrayed
as fewer friends cared
i got hope and courage from them
as i felt like i lived inside my heart with them
the ruiner made it a bad day of my life
as my mother was sick and i felt like swapping life
this was the day for me to suffer
as my anger in my heart was buffer
i promised my heart not ever talk to her again
since she though i was a bargain
now i had build hatred
i guess now red was friend
now she thought i was scullery
but to the ruiner i became smarmy
as she became crumy
since she doesnt know that life there is a fulcrum
my girlfriend cuddled like a pet
as we were together in a net
all i do is nat protaste
since i live in a peaceful state
poem by Tanaka Chirombo
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Listen
Listen to the vines with the thorns
For they are the tricksters
Listen to their wisdom
Listen to the trees
For they are the sages
Listen to them whisper their knowledge in your ear
Listen to the leaves
For they are the talkers
Listen to them talk
Listen to the stream
for it is the dreamer
Listen to its dreams
Listen to mother nature
For she is their mother
Listen with her for she is your mother too
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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My Rock
Woman! I must say,
You are an all around person,
You are a chemist, designer, artist, wife, mother, lover, friend...
And a developer in a relationship and many
Other things which I cannot yet think of.
You woman are a true blessing to this world...
And me,
Why did I never notice the (many) of you before?
You take...the sh- and never quit...you have the ability
To keep the peace.
Authority to you is a pass-time.
You manage your life so well.
I ask myself why me, how can you...
Forgive this insecure little boy(man)
never knowing or thinking of anything...
But his third leg, , ,
And don't do that well.
If you sweat me...I deserve it.
If we sweat...I am being blessed.
If you sweat...
I've did something wrong.
Forgive me..once more while
I examine my attitude again.
whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Oh Woman
My whole life rides on the mood of my lady
Her ups and downs are turning my life around
Shes happy today, its like a breath of new life
But tomorrow her sorrow will tear me down.
Slowly, oh slowly I can tell that she needs me
It shows right through the walls shes built around herself
Oh higher, oh higher Im climbing in her eyes
Its a servant she wants but a man she must have.
Oh, oh woman I need you like I never needed anyone
Oh, oh woman like the morning needs the sun
Oh, oh woman you know that our lives have just begun
Ill behave, oh woman, cause Im your slave.
Oh, two lives in tune, its a delicate balance to keep
Well stand together but never too near
Oh, hold me close but dont you smother me
Ill speak of my love but only for you to hear.
Oh, oh woman I need you like I never needed anyone
Oh, oh woman like the morning needs the sun
Oh, oh woman you know that our lives have just begun
Ill behave, oh woman, cause Im your slave.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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