The Purity Of Love
When it comes to a pure love
age is neutralized
we are all children
playing in life’s playground.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Playground
I climb up, spending daylight
Slide down drunken on the other side
Some sweet girl, playing my wife,
Runs off with a boy whose bike shell ride
Playground (its a playground)
Marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground (its a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world
Bells will ring, door flings open
Hare and greyhound in the old kiss chase
Youve been caught, game has ended
Smack on kisser from her slap on face
Playground (its a playground)
Were marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground (its a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square world
Watch the leaves all tear away (one by one)
Leaving you but lined like an exercise book
What did your report once say (know the one)
This boy must try harder to please
From down on his knees
Playground, playground, playground, playground, playground,
Playground, playground, playground
Brain gets bent, heart gets broken
You cant jump off once the page is turned
School is out but never over
Thats the only lesson you can learn
Playground (its a playground)
Were marked by the masters and bruised by the bullies in the
Playground (its a playground)
Never stop rehearsing, rehearsing for the big square
Playground (its a playground)
Go for the high jump if you let em push you in the
Playground (its a playground)
Theres no escaping, escaping from their big square world
You may leave school, but it never leaves you
song performed by by Xtc
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A Beach Playground!
While children playing
And parents walking along
Beach is playground now!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Playground Love
Im a high school lover, and youre my favorite flavor
Love is all, all my soul
Youre my playground love
Yet my hands are shaking
I feel my body remains, themes no matter, Im on fire
On the playground, love.
Youre the piece of gold the flushes all my soul.
Extra time, on the ground.
Youre my playground love.
Anytime, anyway,
Youre my playground love.
song performed by by Air
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Young Children
YOUNG children playing in the field
of love, there are beatiful trees,
fresh cut grass, and hope, that with
their flags, they can show the world
that with out love, there is no peace.
YOUNG children laughing and playing
in the rain, this is their time, to
take hold of life, and write it all
down, so their children can see, that
with out love, there is no peace.
poem by David Gerardino
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Empty Playground
The swings stand empty,
but rock back and forth.
Probably in the memory,
of the children who sat on them.
The slide is also empty,
with no laughter filling the air.
The children have all gone home,
leaving the playground empty
with no one there.
Maybe tomorrow
there might be laughter there,
and the empty playground
will not seem so bare.
(7 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Playing on the Playground
Everyone plays in groups,
They run across the playground.
Playing football or soccer and,
Maybe even basketball.
Girls running around chasing boys
And here's me playing soccer or me,
playing alone. Maybe always alone.
poem by Sengthida Lorvan
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Vivaldi, concerto for flute
Children playing on a green playground
Mothers watching
Closely watching
The faces of children
Smiling
Cool air
Green leaves brown leaves yellow leaves
Soft wind
Leaves falling down to the slow soft wind
Children running
Chasing each other
They are playing
A mother feels the soft wind
Cool air
And sees the trickles of leaves
Blending green brown yellow
With sunshine as canvass
Nature and human figures of mothers and children
Blending
Amazing
What a beautiful painting has God
In quick short brushes
Effortlessly with perfect strokes did make
The frame is laughter of children.
I am taking the whole picture for home.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The playground of life
My childhood was rare
Before the nightmares and fears
Brothers, sisters, friends
Running, jumping, climbing
Enjoying the freedom of being a kid
We explored the beauty
Of the countryside
Its creeks, crystal clear
Trees in abundance to climb
Sharing secrets with sisters
Giggling and laughing
Just playing in the sun
We did this in secret
Before mum and dad came home
Bothe of them working
To give us a roof, cloths and food
We explored in our own playground
The playground of life
We conquered the world
And swung like Tarzan
Pretended we won
A war in a chant
Now as I stand on the banks
Of my childhood field
I remember the laughter
And playing in the sun
And smile with a tear
Wishing I was a child once again
poem by Kaila George
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Brian And Robert
If you're just staring at your walls
observing echoing footfalls
from tenants wandering distant halls
then this one is for you
if children playing all around
to you is noise not pleasant sound
and you'd be lost on the playground
then this one is for you
all alone the life you lead
a silent diner where you feed
bow your head pretend to read
this one is for you
slip past strangers in the street
there's no one that you care to meet
longing for your TV seat
this one is for you
song performed by by Phish
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Children Of Love*************10/4/79
love is looking into their eyes
and seeing the joy of your little
girl and boy.
these are the children of love
'pure and clean' just like a dove.
they fly above their elders lives
touching all the husbands and wives.
for most of them are the parents
of these children of love.
they are the guardians of these white doves.
'children of love' young and carefree
teaching all of us what life is meant to be.
showing us joy when we are sad
explaining happiness when they are glad.
expressing to us
what we choose to hide
life and love is one of a kind.
children of love is what they are
always near, never far.
they listen to us and what
we have to teach.
but we are the ones
who stretch out and reach.
trying to touch love
'from these little white doves'.
poem by Louis Rams
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A Day In Park
swings, slides and sand
the park so peaceful early in the day
the sun rising, shadows casting across the grass
the breeze flow so soft, quiet and free
the ball diamond so peaceful and empty
soon the sounds of children laughing and parents chatting
the park comes to life with all to enjoy
dogs playing catch, kids flying kites
grills cooking and picnics galore
the fields so full from footballs to baseballs
playing catch, to playing tag
reading on a bench, laying on a blanket for a tan
the park so pictureous and a masterpiece
It's art and spirit so priceless
we never have enough parks for all to see
to be free and play
Parks nature's playground for us to play
poem by Michael Peterson
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Brian & Robert
If youre just staring at your walls
Observing echoing footfalls
From tenants wandering distant halls
Then this one is for you
If children playing all around
To you is noise not pleasant sound
And youd be lost on the playground
Then this one is for you
All alone the life you lead
A silent diner where you feed
Bow your head pretend to read
This one is for you
Slip past strangers in the street
Theres no one that you care to meet
Longing for your tv seat
This one is for you
song performed by by Phish
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Looking For Another Pure Love
Never tears or sorrows came before me in my mind,
I had no problems, never a problem in my life,
Never a worry on my mind.
All my days before today were happy,
And secure until your phone call,
You were tellin me goodbye.
Now Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life,
And Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life.
Now the wheel of fate has turned,
Im worried bout the new love youve discovered,
He is a problem in my life,
I have a problem on my mind.
Things you cherish most in your life,
Can be taken if theyre left neglected,
Leavin a problem in your life.
cause now Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life, ooh,
And now Im lookin for another love,
And now Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life, ooh,
Im lookin for another love,
Im lookin for another pure love in my life.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Lookin' For Another Pure Love
Never tears or sorrows came before me in my mind,
I had no problems, never a problem in my life,
Never a worry on my mind
All my days before today were happy,
And secure until your phone call,
You were tellin' me goodbye
Now I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life
And I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life
Now the wheel of fate has turned,
I'm worried 'bout the new love you've discovered,
He is a problem in my life,
I have a problem on my mind
Things you cherish most in your life,
Can be taken if they're left neglected,
Leavin' a problem in your life
'Cause now I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life, ooh,
And now I'm lookin' for another love,
And now I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin' for another pure love in my life, ooh,
I'm lookin' for another love,
I'm lookin for another pure love in my life
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The playground.
We are the kids in the playground of plastic man,
Swing sets, sand pits, climbing ladders, down,
Sliding frames, see saw and the hide and seek,
The life and the play ground are alike.
Two sit on the see saw and looking at each other,
Going up and down, the life becomes boring rather,
If one gets down, the other will slam down faster,
In life's playground, people separate cooler and harsher.
Playing swing is fun for the sitting, not for the pushing,
Some sit and enjoy and the rest push punctually until the ending,
Sand pits are small, where we are not hurt, but get dirt,
A closed community, where has no space for peace and growth.
Everything that done in the dark will be exposed in simple light,
Everything that hidden will be shown in the soul flight,
Nothing is hidden for ever to seek, but seeking is a game,
Everyone of us delight, to find the lies or truth of the shame.
Everyone of us rushing to the ladder, crowded at the slope,
Not many can climb, never can climb, waiting with hope,
Then one by one to the top to see the glamorous playground,
Then sit and slide slowly and steadily to land on the sand.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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What We Mean....
it is when you are too serious
that this land dies, that this sea dries,
try making things in a manner that gives you fun
learn the games
ride upon the wishes of the ordinary
enjoy the ride like a cowboy upon his red horse on the prairie
do not close the doors of possibilities that this world is
but one playground for all children
that we are after all the children
the results do not actually matter
it is the journey, the fun along the way
the picking of the flowers
the gathering of all the ripe fruits
that the trees have been giving for free
you have overworked yourself
and that is bad enough
try the power of laughter
forget the tough times for they can never be yours forever
look at the waves of the sea
they keep on playing the highs and downs and they arrive at nothing
have fun and then pass the fun for those who have not
reflected about this
the journey is too exciting
the scenes flash like one paradise to another
for we are the children of God
and He did never mean us to cry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I love to go to the playground and watch the children jumping up and down. They don't know I'm firing blanks.
quote by Emo Philips
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I have a dream
Play with the children
Never been to a playground,
Swim in the deep sea
With the souls struggle ashore
Watch the life with innocent blinds
And explain them
Life is blind!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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This Used To Be My Playground
Chorus (first time without background vocals):
This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say
Don't look back
Keep your head held high
Don't ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You're feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don't hold on to the past
Well that's too much to ask
(Long and movie versions only:)
(chorus)
Live and learn
Well the years they flew
And we never knew
We were foolish then
We would never tire
And that little fire
Is still alive in me
It will never go away
Can't say goodbye to yesterday [can't say goodbye]
(chorus)
No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then there's hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
You're not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday [the dream]
Those are words I'll never say [I'll never say]
This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy
(Short and movie versions only:)
This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me
(Movie version only:)
This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our great escape
This used to be the place we ran to
This used to be our secret hiding place
This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me
song performed by by Madonna from Something To Remember
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What's up, the world is changing!
What's up, the world is changing! Coming out from outside, what do I see. The people are sad not happy and losing there jobs. How can they pay there bills and rent, mortgage on there house if they do not have no jobs. The people use to have a smile on there face because they have money to pay there bills and other things that have to be paid to. What's up, the world is changing! Coming out from outside, what do I see. The children use to played outside in front of the doors and the children use to laught at each other by joking. The children use to go to the store by themselves without getting hit by a bullet. The children use to socialize with other children by playing. Now, the children is dieing, crying, and continue to fantasizing. What's up, the world is changing! Coming out from outside, what do I see. The children is looking for love cannot find love from there home so, they are looking for the right one to give them love. The children looking in the wrong places to found love. It will be too late to tell the children that the love isn't out there. The love is inside there hearts and can they flll it?
poem by Shattocha Evans
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