July
Girls walk slowly
In the sunshine,
And an old man
Is arranging flowers
At the floral shop.
My best friend Luna
Has on a yellow skirt
And smiles sweetly
At the cops.
I never want
July to end,
Everything is exciting
And unimaginably hot.
The stars will dance
When the sun is not
Any longer in the sky.
I tremendously enjoy
Every nuance of this life.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Kalimba De Luna
In the land of the sunshine
People know how to groove
Making emotions
Believin in what they do
Kalimba de luna
Take me tonight
Show me the way
To get right on time
E.o.u.a. - on the rhythm
Gente li ta los
E.o.u.a. - on the rhythm
Gente li ta los
Na na na na na na...
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de sol
Please talk to me
Lying is my life
Believin in what you say
Hey he he he heeeeeeey oooh oh oh
E.o.u.a. - on the rhythm
Gente li ta los
E.o.u.a.
Na na na na na na...
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Ooooooooooh oh oh oh
Donga donga tenge popopopopopop...
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh
Na na na na na na...
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna
Kalimba de luna...
song performed by by Boney M.
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When I No Longer Exist, You Will
Put your fuchsia lipstick on
And let’s walk out into the sun.
Your hazel eyes sparkle in the daylight
Standing near the floral shop
Making all the loneliness of yesterday
Seem alright.
So many glamorous words like alluring
Enter my mind and dance
When I fall asleep at night
And dream of your gold necklace
In the barroom light
As you stand sweetly
With a glass of wine.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Spring Flowers ~ Tulips
Tulips shyly smiling, greet the spring
Tightly closed when at
First we meet
Tulips slowly opening, begin to sing
Gaining volume
Ever sweet
No longer shy, as days grow longer,
Raising their heads
They begin to flirt
Tulips dressed in many a color
Breezes swirling
Each floral skirt
Tulips, brazen painted hussies,
Part their bright lips trying to seduce
The busy buzzing bees
Far too bold for dainty tussies
Vibrant Tulip flowers produce
Visions certain to please
poem by Mary Havran
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Dancing In The Sunshine Of The Dark
Lets get the message across
Crazy christan nightmare men
Dont come here in the house of pain
Or we will cause you misery and shame
When I get you in these arms
The partys over...
6.30 in the morning
Wake up its time to go
A priest, a smile
Names in a file
Last act of the show
Can you hear them coming
Keys ring cross the floor
Dont worry bout tomorrow
Cause you know what they came for
And here we go
Here we go
Dancing in the sunshine of the dark
Here we go
Dancing in the sunshine of the dark
Two cops youve sent to heaven
And now its time to follow
You dont mind they should have known
A bullets hard to swallow
One last wish is granted
Kind of last romance
Lock your cell take off your shoes
And then you start to dance
And here we go
Here we go
Dancing in the sunshine of the dark
Here we go
Dancing in the sunshine of the dark
Yeah
Someones gonna miss you
Throw flowers on your grave
Dance your soul out of your body
Smile brother be brave
Five steps to the gallow
And a direct slide to hell
Enjoy your last steps in the light
Before you leave the cell
Here we go
Yeah
Dancing in the sunshine of the dark
Here we go
Dancing in the sunshine of the dark
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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La Luna
I remember when I met you
All the stars were hanging in mid-air
In these moments - nothing mattered
But the way you caught me in your stare
We were walking - we were talking
We were laughing about the state of our lives
How our fates brought us together
As the moon was rising in your eyes
On and on the night was falling
Deep down inside us
On and on a light was shining right through
Ah la luna la luna
The night that we fell under the spell of the moon
Ah la luna la luna
The light that will being me back to you
The light of la luna
In the hotels, in the cafes
All the world was made with romance
In the harbor moonlit water
All the ships were swaying in a dance
Then you held me and you kissed me
And I knew I had to be with you
You didnt ask me you just took me
To the tiny bed in your tiny room
On and on the band was playing
A song of surrender
On and on the sun would soon break thru
Now I walk along the streets of marseilles
The winter sky is cold and gray
And I dont know why I left you that day
And I dont know where you are
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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A Mile With Me
O who will walk a mile with me
Along life's merry way?
A comrade blithe and full of glee,
Who dares to laugh out loud and free,
And let his frolic fancy play,
Like a happy child, through the flowers gay
That fill the field and fringe the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
And who will walk a mile with me
Along life's weary way?
A friend whose heart has eyes to see
The stars shine out o'er the darkening lea,
And the quiet rest at the end o' the day,--
A friend who knows, and dares to say,
The brave, sweet words that cheer the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
With such a comrade, such a friend,
I fain would walk till journeys end,
Through summer sunshine, winter rain,
And then?--Farewell, we shall meet again!
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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A Wayfaring Song
0 who will walk a mile with me
Along life's merry way?
A comrade blithe and full of glee,
Who dares to laugh out loud and free
And let his frolic fancy play,
Like a happy child, through the flowers gay
That fill the field and fringe the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
And who will walk a mile with me
Along life's weary way?
A friend whose heart has eyes to see
The stars shine out o'er the darkening lea,
And the quiet rest at the end o' the day-
A friend who knows, and dares to say,
The brave, sweet words that cheer the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
With such a comrade, such a friend,
I fain would walk till journey's end,
Through summer sunshine, winter rain,
And then? - Farewell, we shall meet again!
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Sketchy (2)
how dare
am i
sketching flowers
in her garden
and coloring them
all in blue
she cries
when she sleeps
i change my mind
got some colors
put the stars
and a moon
glows of red
and sparkles of light
bursting
petals of yellow and
orange
sun
flowers and
lush of
grass
green and spreading
she wakes up
and smiles
i am no longer there
into the world
of blue oceans
i have
swam
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dance With Me...
Do you dance? Will you dance with me for
the rest of our lives?
I shall dance with you, through trouble times.
I shall dance with you in the dark of night.
We shall dance and skate on a rainy day.
We shall skip and dance our worries away.
We will dance with our children, and our friends,
through life.
Dance, yes we will, in laughter or tears.
Dance, on the stage of life, that we live.
Dance, through the hardships and troubles of life.
And will you dance with me, thou I am sad?
For I know that dance, will make me glad.
And when you weep, fear not my love,
I'll dance you to a happy place.
We'll dance among a field of flowers,
as the stars above, become our shower.
And the moon shall smile as it sees us dance,
two in love...twirling a ballet of life.
And do you say, will we tire of our dance? Na,
for with you as my love...life is a ball. Life is a dance
of love... that shall never end.
Of Words And Dance...
Do you dance? Will you dance with me for
the rest of our lives?
I shall dance with you, through trouble times.
I shall dance with you in the dark of night.
We shall dance and skate on a rainy day.
We shall skip and dance our worries away.
We will dance with our children, and our friends,
through life.
Dance, yes we will, in laughter or tears.
Dance, on the stage of life, that we live.
Dance, through the hardships and troubles of life.
And will you dance with me, thou I am sad?
For I know that dance, will make me glad.
And when you weep, fear not my love,
I'll dance you to a happy place.
We'll dance among a field of flowers,
as the stars above, become our shower.
And the moon shall smile as it sees us dance,
two in love...twirling a ballet of life.
And do you say, will we tire of our dance? Na,
for with you as my love...life is a ball. Life is a dance
of love and that shall never end
Luna
White light cut a scar in the sky
Thin line of silver
The nigh t was all clouded with dreams
Wind made me shiver
Black and yellow pools of light
Outside my window
Luna come to me tonight
I am a prisoner
Luna glide down from the moon
The clouds are all silver and black
Floating aro und me
Luna come into my eyes
Luna surround me
With black and yellow pools of light
Fall by my window
Luna come to me tonight
I am a prisoner
Luna glide down from the moon
The clouds are all silver and black
Floating around me
Luna come into my eyes
Luna surround me
With black and yellow pools of light
Fall by my window
Luna come to me tonight
I am a prisoner
Luna glide down from the moon
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Dance dance dance
Dance in the moon light with,
All the stars in sight
Dance to the smiles
Dance in the shadows my love
Dance dance dance.
You may think I'm crazy
I'd dance in the moonlight
I'll dance when I want to
Please let me dance
Dance dance dance
Dancer take my hand to your,
Hand
I need to dance
Close your blue eyes,
Hold me in your arms and,
Dance dance dance.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Republic Day Vavroovahana Patra
Beauty princess Republic Day appears as a bride adorned with rosy garment;
All people of India enchant with merriment.
All surrender on the feet of freedom fighters, martins;
Living peacefully in freed India content their desire.
Guys and girls, women and men receive the Bride on the altar;
Congratulating the beautiful bride become crazy with pleasure.
Rich and poor enjoy the auspicious day;
Political leaders deliver speech with gay.
With melody people enjoy the august day;
Beautiful girls sing and dance with gay.
The field echoes with enchantment;
All people enjoy with merriement.
Fragrance of blossoms and flowers pervades in the environment;
Students of schools and colleges dance with merriment.
Poets, peasants, patriots enjoy the beauty of Republic Day;
Govt. employees enjoy the day with gay.
All remember Gandhiji, Subhash, Uddam and all martyrs;
On their feet offer blossoms and flowers.
Hindus, Christians, Muslims unite on this day;
Sikhs, Buddhists, jainas enjoy the august day with gay.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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One Day
I'll have a house on the hills
with a three-car garage,
a panoramic view
so I can write under the stars,
finally enjoy life
and do things my way,
own two sport cars,
with a 'Bentley'
in the driveway,
one day', I'll know exactly
how it feels,
to shop at fine gift shops
along 'Beverly Hills',
experience what it's like
to have lunch in Paris,
find someone I loved enough
to even talk marriage,
I'm gonna live happily
and provide my kids needs
live amongst movie stars
and famous celebrities,
but in order for me
to keep this real and exciting
I'll have to stay focused
and never stop writing.
poem by Bernard Snyder
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Good Memories Remain With Me
Good memories remain with me and good memories never die
Of Summer days on uncle Dan's and aunty Mary's farm in green old Lisnaboy
Above the rushy meadow the lark carolled in the sky
And the new mown hay it scented sweetly in the sunshine of July.
The wild brown bees were gathering nectar on the flowers by the hedgerow
And above the sunlit meadows the swallows flew to and fro
And butterflies of many hues flitted around the wildflowers
Their life is brief when compared to ours they are old in forty hours.
The childhood years they went too fast the time just seemed to fly
But our happy memories of the past we reflect on and enjoy
Cock robin with the rich red breast sang on the willow tree
The robin king of his small World his hard won territory.
With my Uncle Dan and Aunty Mary I tossed the hay to dry
In the mid fifties in July in green old Lisnaboy
In old Duhallow north of here and thousands of miles away
But the boy back then now getting old and showing his years in gray.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Loving Fun
Old lady
Age - 65
Old man
Age - 80
Booth are
Begger's...
shop to shop...
Begein
On the road...
shop to shop
They are not
Husband and wife...
They are
Friends
To companian...!
But;
Booth are
Beger's
Enjoy the life
Loving fun...! !
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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A Happy day!
It's got to be your day,
When birds sing on a Sunday;
It's got to be a Happy day!
As flowers bloom around you,
Wishing a good day to you,
Smile and the world smiles with you;
Feel the dew shimmer in Sunshine,
Everything seems perfect and fine;
It's got to be your day!
Dance with joy, Sing your own song
Bring in the zest of innocent childhood
Reach out for that pleasantness
Just as waves reach the Shore,
Life does make things work for sure
Happiness forms like a beautiful pearl;
Let yourself enjoy the free spirit
Nature enchants with it's beauty
It's got to be a Happy day!
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Yesterday's Flower
Yesterday's Flower
sunshine falls on potent flowers
like the nectar of youth's love
' blooms in emerald green ', held captive rose buds
dance to the music of the wind
life at first soft and sweet subtle
a whisper behind the floral scene
we're short lived as the fragrance arose
for the intoxication of seasons past
the celebration of flower's spring
worn thin life's very stem
dew drops hang so sparkling clear
and the musk of a honeysuckle nights
caress the moment and kiss good-by
youth the bloom of a new flower
now spent and broken
and the Fall winds weep!
' We are like a lovely flower, fragrant and firm until
the season of our lives take the lively parts slowly.'
For death waits for no one!
poem by Myrtle Thomas
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The Social Climber
yellow is the color of the social climber
like a vine
with yellow flowers
the dancing lady variety
that thrives on the rotten
barks of trees
that looks for the sunshine
at the top of the trees
the calumnist of the Stars
its food
the rotten lives of other people!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Saving Ev
As I was going to bed,
I heard loud
shouts directed at Ev.
I ran outside to the front,
girls yelling words
mean and blunt.
Girls punching Ev,
I did break in,
and make sure Ev
got air to breathe again.
Then I broke away and
ran towards the door,
along with Ev,
girls running after all four.
The door did shut
but girls were strong,
cops came fast
before too long.
A shoe was left outside,
girls thought we were
trying to hide.
The cop pressed charges
and girls went to court.
Ev 'let it go' that was his retort.
Now Ev says if I hadn’t jumped in,
there would be no more left of him.
Thank God I did or I would be left
with less one friend.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.14,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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