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Touch Her Yellow Skirt

In a world of pain,
Eyes weep more abundantly
Than an April rain.
I’m searching
For a geranium path
Where I can breathe perfume
And kiss her hand,
Find myself in awe
To touch her yellow skirt.

I wish we both had sunlight and coffee,
Apple pie from a city bakery,
And that we were smiling
Like we never smiled before.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Alienated From the Sublime

I don’t want
To let this time slip by
Like a mountain slide
Or let you evaporate
Like summer mist,
Continue to be haunted by
A distant, irretrievable kiss.

Let me find you this spring
Laughing among the lilacs,
Dancing among the daisies,
Smiling with the apple trees
With your lovely yellow skirt
Revealing and sunning
Your gorgeous, sexy knees.

Your eyes, your thighs,
Your ponytail in the sunlight,
Your essence of perfumed sweetness,
Everything about you
Makes me high,
I can’t let you walk away,
I have to be in your life,
You have to redeem mine
From lonely years
Alienated from the sublime.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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The Love That Makes Everything Right

Conversing in starlight
In a night of a thousand dreams,
We were laughing a midnight
Watching the headlights flicker by
Like drunken fireflies.

I'm so happy to see you,
I find such consolation
In the way you smile,
Your eyes are my home
Whenever I'm lonely.

When you were a young girl,
You played piano and sang
As sunlight shone through the window
Of your Saturday room
And settled on purple flowers.

Everyday I fall in love
Like when we were children
Walking the sweet sidewalk
In front of Mrs. O'Brian's Bakery
In the afternoon after school.

One day the world will exist
Long after we've parted
With your lingering perfume
And our final kiss,

But I know we made everything better
For our moment in this place.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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We’re Home

Pray with me
At the botanical garden,
Stay with me this weekend
As we breathe our yoga of devotion.

I fell in love with you
As I placed my mat next to yours
And we drank clear water
Of reverence and hope.

Let’s sit on the terrace
And give thanks for each other,
Express gratitude for our lives,
Let us find God in each other’s eyes.

I could weep with you in the rain,
Smile with you in the sunlight
Touching your hair graced by summer flowers,
Share fruit with you walking along a city street.

It’s not too late to make everything meaningful,
It’s not too late to discover each other in this sacred place
And finally realize that we’re home.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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[01] City-Bus

City-bus is crawling one zone to another
Someone is recalling somebody silently
Entering into the dustless cool mall
I may dare to tell all the senior ladies love
May open the cellular phone.

Yellow champak smelling the teen-age
Passerby may suffer from unknown blunder
It's really an untold epic
Somebody feels someone
I may redesign my attributes
May write some lines on the corpuscles.

City-bus is entering into the yesterdays
Yellow neon-evening is moving from tomorrows
I may fall down to the stoppage
May kiss the air might touch your lips someday.

City-bus can't cross the globe
Can't find your cyber destination!

Poem 05
Book 'Beckoning Jade-Dreams' April 2007
Copyright Musharrat Mahjabeen
Mizan Publishers, Dhaka, Bangladesh
ISBN 984-8700-82-X

poem by Ashraful Musaddeq
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Days of April

O, my days of April, I've pined for you so long
And waited to see your gardens return where they belong
O, my days of April, which find me with a fellow
Do you see my new smile outglowing daffodills yellow?

O, my days of April, you leave me sleepless in your splendor
You find me beneath the shaded trees in his arms tender
Marveling beneath the orange sunlight that covers the grassy hills
Feeling the blissful breeze travel where it wills

O, my days of April, his voice hums like your honey bees
It often sends my heart on happy little sprees
And as we swim through the land of lavender seas
I thank you for the days you bring such as these

O, my days of April, he smells like your fresh rain
That waters the mowed grass in the thirsty plains
His eyes shine like the diamonds you leave on the blades
I hold them to my memory to escape December days

O, my days of April, remember you'll live forevermore
Your cloudless days and golden rays always will knock at May's door
And your flowers will bloom so high they almost reach the gables
But remember us, remember us, my sweet days of April

poem by Whitney Albright
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-42

Wallich Geranium(Geranium wallichianum)
Geranium Buxton Blue(Geranium wallichianum 'Buxton Blue')
Roundleaf Geranium(Geranium rotundifolium)
Small Geranium(Geranium pusillum)
Trailing Geranium(Geranium procurrens)
Meadow Cranesbill, Meadow Geranium(Geranium pratense)
Black Eyed Geranium(Geranium ocellatum)
Nepal Geranium(Geranium nepalense)
Himalayan Geranium(Lilac Cranesbill, Geranium himalayense)
Don's Geranium(Geranium donianum)

Alike and similar somewhat, somewhat
Hey, geraniums, such halcyon breeze
You colour along with dulcet delight
While the Himalayas proudly greets
In acceptance welcoming me thereat
How do I thank you in great words
When I'm wordless with wonder-heart

O'Wallich of rose-pink and red-purple
O' Buxton Blue of opal or angel-blue
O'Roundleaf Geranium of pale purple
O'Small Geranium of rosy pink hue
O'Trailing Geranium of pinkish purple
Of leaves similar, hairy sparse so true
So true mercy hearts hearty yours all

O'Meadow Geranium purplish red and white
O'Black Eyed Geranium black eyed purple
O'Nepal Geranium wild and small and white
O'Himalayan Geranium blue and beautiful
O'Don's Geranium pinkish purple and sweet
Of herbs and veins similar and beautiful
So true mercy hearts hearty yours sweet

poem by Indira Renganathan
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In Mrs Clarke's Wake

Mrs Clarke pushed
her battered bassinet
between market stalls

not listening
to the stallholder's
shouts and calls

Helen walked behind her mother
as told holding your hand
So I know where you are

Mrs Clarke had said
you sensed
Helen's small hand

in yours
her seven year old skin
touching your

seven year old flesh
her thin fingers
encircling yours

We'll see if they've got
a school skirt
for you here

her mother said
turning back her head
Helen nodded

and you noticed
Helen's enlarged eyes
behind her thick lens

spectacles
searching her mother's
large behind waddling on

stopping now and then
beside stalls
picking up clothes

searching for a skirt or dress
grey and the right size
Helen whispered to you

putting her head
close to yours
Rice pudding for tea

when we get home
with red jam
and sugar too

if you want
and she smiled
and you said shyly

That's good
because I'm starving
she looked at your hand

in hers and said
Then we can play
mums and dads

and my dolls
can be our family
her mother stopped

and picked up a skirt
and held it up
to the light

then held it against
her daughter's waist
judging for size

and you watched
her mother's hands
red with washing

and cleaning
thinking and gauging
the size and cost

as you studying
Helen's hand in yours
like a soul lost.

poem by Terry Collett
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Umbrella Song

On the poor side of town, lives a girl no one knows
With her worn out shoes and her ragged clothes
Her mother tries to provide since her father has died
But no one even cares if shes alive
And when the rain comes down
Shes never getting wet
And though the skies are gray
Shell still be smiling yet
Cause in her eyes theres no teardrops
In her heart theres no pain
Shes got her love as an umbrella from the rain
Oh, what love is an umbrella from the rain
On the rich side of town, lives a boy no one knows
With his shiny shoes and his fancy clothes
Hes got everything he needs if he wants to succeed
But no one even cares if hes alive
And when the rain comes down
Hes never getting wet
And though the skies are gray
Hell still be smiling yet
Cause in his eyes theres no teardrops
In his heart theres no pain
Hes got his love as an umbrella from the rain
Oh, his love is an umbrella from the rain
Isnt life feeling strange and money cant buy
All you need to get by
All around the world, there are folks no one knows
If theyre worn out shoes, their fancy clothes
Will they find more there to give for and open the door
To know that someone cares if theyre alive
And when the rain comes down
Were never getting wet
And though the skies are gray
Well still be smiling yet
Cause in our eyes theres no teardrops
In our hearts theres no pain
Weve got a love as an umbrella from the rain
Oh, our love is an umbrella from the rain
And when the rain comes down
Were never getting wet
And though the skies are gray
Well still be smiling yet
(repeat 4x to fade)

song performed by by Lea Salonga
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Somewhere

Somewhere, somewhere in the sunlight lies our love
Somewhere on the winter wind i can hear you again
In our dreams we touch in the rain
Somewhere we can run to hide from the pain.
Maybe with the stars up above
The twinkling of your eye meets mine
Somewhere in summer meadow we kiss again
Where we walked our lovers' lane.
Somewhere by the passion of the sea footprints remain
Where i wait to see your face
Sunlight through grey
Holding you again- one day.

poem by Kevin East
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Annihilation

While the blue noon above us arches,
And the poplar sheds disconsolate leaves,
Tell me again why love bewitches,
And what love gives.

It is the trembling finger that traces
The eyebrow’s curve, the curve of the cheek?
The mouth that quivers, when the hand caresses,
But cannot speak?

No, not these, not in these is hidden
The secret, more than in other things:
Not only the touch of a hand can gladden
Till the blood sings.

It is the leaf that falls between us,
The bells that murmur, the shadows that move,
The autumnal sunlight that fades upon us:
These things are love.

It is the ‘No, let us sit here longer,’
The ‘Wait till tomorrow,’ the ‘Once I knew —’
These trifles, said as I touch your finger,
And the clock strikes two.

The world is intricate, and we are nothing.
It is the complex world of grass,
A twig on the path, a look of loathing,
Feelings that pass —

These are the secret! And I could hate you,
When, as I lean for another kiss,
I see in your eyes that I do not meet you,
And that love is this.

Rock meeting rock can know love better
Than eyes that stare or lips that touch.
All that we know in love is bitter,
And it is not much.

poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Tiger

The city is a jungle, you better take care
Never walk alone after midnight
If you dont believe it you better beware
Of me
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
The city is a nightmare, a horrible dream
Some of us will dream it forever
Look around the corner and try not to scream
Its me
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
Yellow eyes are glowing like the neon lights
Yellow eyes, the spotlights of the city nights
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
The city is a prison, you never escape
Youre forever trapped in the alleys
Look into the shadows and youll see the shape
Of me
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
Yellow eyes are glowing like the neon lights
Yellow eyes, the spotlights of the city nights
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
People who fear me never go near me, I am the tiger
And if I meet you, what if I eat you, I am the tiger
I am behind you, Ill always find you, I am the tiger
Tiger, tiger, tiger!

song performed by by ABBA
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Apple Bush

October in a land that's in my back yard
There's a people who succeed they don't try hard
Well, they've found a way to live with ease
Eating from the bush instead of the tree
Apple bush, apple tree
Back to eternity
Find you a path and you buy with a car
Apple bush, apple tree
Back to eternity
Cut you a path with a chance may might fall
Move over in a corner, standing there
Tell my house they have to see it again
But my house doesn't worry it's got a path of it's own
And a bush, and a tree
Gotta leave it alone
Apple Bush, apple tree
Back to eternity
Find you a path and you buy with a car
Apple bush, apple tree
Back to eternity
Cut you a path with a chance may might fall
Someday like my house you're going to chose too
If you cut this new path well the old one will do
If you live with the people who live with ease
The red apple bush, the blue apple tree

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Never In Your Sun

I met her at lovers park
One rainy april monday
Smiling soft and warm as on
A clear december sunday
Wearing taffeta and lace
That matched her braided hair
With their coraled beads that sang to me
She said hi and asked me why
Was I looking with sorrow
When there were much brighter days
In store for me tomorrow
I looked up at her and smiled
And said, why I dont know
But would she agree, to stay with me
And she said
Never in your sun, she said
Never in your sun, then she said
I will only come
In your pouring rain to relieve the pain
So if you are at lovers park
And someone looks with sorrow
Ask them why are they so sad
When sunshines theirs tomorrow
Theyll reply they dont know why
And ask you please to stay
til the end of time, and when theyre fine
Be kind and say
Never in your sun, just tell them
Never in your sun, then say
I will only come
In your pouring rain, to relieve the pain, never, ever
Never in your sun, never in your sun, believe that
I will only come
In your pouring rain to relieve the pain

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Kisses For You...

I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.

With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.

Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.

Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.

Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.

Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.

Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.

Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.

I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.

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A day without your kiss, is as a day
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FOR ALL THAT YOU DO.

WHY DO I LOVE YOU?
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YOU ARE MY WORLD. MY LOVE.

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poem by Joe Fazio
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Banquet Of Love