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Six o'clock in Princes Street

In twos and threes, they have not far to roam,
Crowds that thread eastward, gay of eyes;
Those seek no further than their quiet home,
Wives, walking westward, slow and wise.

Neither should I go fooling over clouds,
Following gleams unsafe, untrue,
And tiring after beauty through star-crowds,
Dared I go side by side with you;

Or be you in the gutter where you stand,
Pale rain-flawed phantom of the place,
With news of all the nations in your hand,
And all their sorrows in your face.

poem by Wilfred Owen
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A Sunset at Les Eboulements

Broad shadows fall. On all the mountain side
The scythe-swept fields are silent. Slowly home
By the long beach the high-piled hay-carts come,
Splashing the pale salt shallows. Over wide
Fawn-coloured wastes of mud the slipping tide,
Round the dun rocks and wattled fisheries,
Creeps murmuring in. And now by twos and threes,
O'er the slow spreading pools with clamorous chide,
Belated crows from strip to strip take flight.
Soon will the first star shine; yet ere the night
Reach onward to the pale-green distances,
The sun's last shaft beyond the gray sea-floor
Still dreams upon the Kamouraska shore,
And the long line of golden villages.

poem by Archibald Lampman
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We May Roam Through This World

We may roam through this world, like a child at a feast,
Who but sips of a sweet, and then flies to the rest;
And, when pleasure begins to grow dull in the east,
We may order our wings and be off to the west:
But if hearts that feel, and eyes that smile,
Are the dearest gifts that heaven supplies,
We never need leave our own green isle,
For sensitive hearts, and for sun-bright eyes.
Then, remember, wherever your goblet is crown'd,
Through this world, whether eastward or westward you roam,
When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round,
Oh! remember the smile which adorns her at home.

In England, the garden of Beauty is kept
By a dragon of prudery placed within call;
But so oft this unamiable dragon has slept,
That the garden's but carelessly watch'd after all.
Oh! they want the wild sweet-briery fence
Which round the flowers of Erin dwells;
Which warns the touch, while winning the sense,
Nor charms us least when it most repels.
Then remember, wherever your goblet is crown'd,
Through this world, whether eastward or westward you roam,
When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round,
Oh! remember the smile that adorns her at home.

In France, when the heart of a woman sets sail,
On the ocean of wedlock its fortune to try,
Love seldom goes far in a vessel so frail,
But just pilots her off, and then bids her good-bye.
While the daughters of Erin keep the boy,
Ever smiling beside his faithful oar,
Through billows of woe, and beams of joy,
The same as he look's when he left the shore.
Then remember, wherever your goblet is crown'd,
Through this world, whether eastward or westward you roam,
When a cup to the smile of dear woman goes round,
Oh! remember the smile that adorns her at home.

poem by Thomas Moore
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Kiss The Rain

Quiet rain at starlit night
Without bow and without sound
Fallen to wet the ground
Dropping from another world

The girl in the rain
Without shelter and with a dog
Walking and searching for a way out
With steady steps toward a dim light in the front

People in the rain
Watching her and hard to believe
Is she wandering without an aim
Why she is so assured by herself

Face up and kiss the rain
She stops and stares at a star with smile
She knows the star is never far away
The star is watching her everyday
The star knows her and the dog better than anybody else
The star will lead her home and always stay and never walk away

It’s her star
It’s her dog
It’s her rain
It’s the rain from the star

poem by Michael Guo
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Twos and Threes

Relationships live or die
from the Threes and Twos;

You and I
may love our best;
your needs
my needs
may meld or clash;

but as long as we're
the Twos
we will fail;

and the relationship
will delve down the deeps.

Yours vs. Mine
Right vs. Wrong
Your Family,
My Family,
Your View
My View,
Your Needs,
My Needs:

stuck in the Twos.

The Three is You and I
and understanding that
there is another person
in the relationship;
The US.

Then we see
that sometimes we have to
value US
more than
than You and Me.

What shall prevail:
the irritation over
the tooth paste tube,
the unmade bed
the chores or we Three?

Is Happiness
the sacrifice
for Three
we learn to make?

Yes it is.

The Three
you me and the kids

Us and our family
not versus,

but additions to
the love
we want to add to our lives.

The Three comprehends
that all belong in this tapestry.

No outsiders here.
No insiders either.

Nations too,
practice Two:
Us vs. Them
Good vs Bad
Foreigners vs Us
God with Us and
not with Them.

Civilizations thrive or die
by the Threes and Twos.
So do We.

So practice
Three
not Two;
You might
be
happier.

But then again
that is just my view.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Ode To The Voices in the Wind

Voices in the wind so silent
But thou art so triumphant
With a divine hand you create sunlight
By the way you walk in the twilight
Darkness falls in a waterfall of sound
But in truth you never drowned

Hark the voice in the scarce crowd
Whom the voice is proud
Of the luck that commands your strife
Your treasures include a knife
You’re the shinning star of beauty
Others shone mutely

You seek a quiet room where life can roam
In a dress of pale silk you return home
Power, Providence and Prejudice you destroy all
Your strides bring Peace, Pleasure and Pride for those you call
Your home is a quiet place, a cottage on a riverbank
But then you’re a Goddess with no need for rank

You ride an ocean of clarity and beauty which is you
Like a queen you command a battalion, which is true
Thou art but a child, but your love diminishes war
A child and Goddess as one you will soar
I was told all this by one person more
A voice in a wind was all I saw.

There are voices in the wind said the God
But to your face all I could do was nod

poem by James Davies
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Design

Day after day, untouched by cloud or shine,
lost crowds crowds jostle underground to seek
some raison d’être through the working week
beneath the surface bustle, engine whine.
For some the day begins when in a line
they stand too long for handouts doled with pique.
For far too few is life triumphant [s]peak
prolonged from birth till death by cheques they sign.
What is the rhyme and reason, the design
behind the moving hand whose meaning’s Greek
to most – a host of phantom [s]wills who cheek
to cheek dare seldom dance, who, herded swine,
spend three score years and ten till end of span,
then fade, forgotten, from life’s caravan.

poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Simple Beauty

The simple beauty of the frozen sadness
Than tears of the blue is not much less
And not much more than beauty of the clouds
Inside the rain, to rain the flaky crowds.

But green inside the beauty as the winter keeps
Means more than grass of sorrow as the beauty weeps.
And eyes of green can see it in the whisper's ness
As their tears of blue than yours are not much less.

(dedicated to Alfred Lord Tennyson)

poem by Marieta Maglas
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Twos Up

(three is company)
Last stand
Down to my last dime
Havent got the sense to leave
The dealers cutting fine
Last draw
Back against the wall
Depending where the money is
Is where Im gonna fall
Ace high
Hide your poker eyes
I didnt want to laugh too much
When I picked up the prize
Lady luck
Standing at my side
Ill leave with more than I brought in
And I get her in my life
Get her in my life
Chorus:
I go, you go, she go, we go
Twos up, its a twos up
Give me head, give me tails
Give me doubled up and coming doubled over on the rails
Give me twos up, its what I want
High up
When youre looking down
Then you see two animals
Just fooling you around
Stray dogs
Gonna take them in
I dont know what your names are
But youre gonna break them in
All day
Its difficult to say
Who is doing what to whom
Whos out of the play
I love
The way you slide and slip
Love the way you girls work out
And make the partnership
Make that partnership
Chorus
(gotta give me double or quits)
Twos up, twos up
Like your partnership
Like the way you slip
There aint nothing like a twos up
Thats the way it is, twos up
Its what I want to hear
Give me head, give me tails
Give me doubled up and coming over on the rails

song performed by by AC-DC
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Heaven Meets Earth (in My Mind)

There is a place in my mind, where heaven meets earth
A place in my mind where love gives birth.
A love that’s put into our hearts from GOD above
And earths beauties, like a snow white dove.

Where the two can walk hand in hand
And against evil, they take their stand.
Love and beauty is what is shown
And in our minds, it is known.

Everything in life comes in twos
It is up to us what we use and choose
Heaven and earth, rich and poor,
Evil and good, male and female
This is the things that are real.

And if we use what the LORD provides
We can walk side by side.
It is not difficult to see
That this is the way GOD intended it to be.

The love between a man and a woman
As they walk hand in hand
Laughing, joking, and making plans.

Seeing children playing together.
You tell me! What can be better.
When an elderly couple can
still smile at each other
And acknowledge everyone
As their sister and brother.

The mind is truly where heaven meets earth
So let’s enjoy it all, and take it for what its worth.

poem by Louis Rams
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Road Ode

Ive been on this lonely road so long
Does anybody know where it goes
I remember the last time
The signs pointed home a month ago
Rented cars and empty motel rooms
Lead you everywhere but home
Crowds of people shouting
How they love the show
They dont know
(*) the endless crowds of faces
Just keep on wearing a smile
The countless times and places lead me back
Please take me back home
(**) I wonder if these feelings ever change
How many times Ill lift this load
Come tomorrow Ill be gone again
Roads of sorrows coming to an end for me
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)

song performed by by Carpenters
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At The Chime Of A City Clock

A city freeze
Get on your knees
Pray for warmth and green paper.
A city drought
Youre down and out
See your trousers dont taper.
Saddle up
Kick your feet
Ride the range of a london street
Travel to a local plane
Turn around and come back again.
And at the chime of the city clock
Put up your road block
Hang on to your crown.
For a stone in a tin can
Is wealth to the city man
Who leaves his armour down.
Stay indoors
Beneath the floors
Talk with neighbours only.
The games you play
Make people say
Youre either weird or lonely.
A city star
Wont shine too far
On account of the way you are
And the beads
Around your face
Make you sure to fit back in place.
And at the beat of the city drum
See how your friends come in twos;
Or threes or more.
For the sound of a busy place
Is fine for a pretty face
Who knows what a face is for.
The city clown
Will soon fall down
Without a face to hide in.
And he will lose
If he wont choose
The one he may confide in.
Sonny boy
With smokes for sale
Went to ground with a face so pale
And never heard
About the change
Showed his hand and fell out of range.
In the light of a city square
Find out the face thats fair
Keep it by your side.
When the light of the city falls
You fly to the city walls
Take off with your bride.
But at the chime of a city clock
Put up your road block
Hang on to your crown.
For a stone in a tin can
Is wealth to the city man
Who leaves his armour down.

song performed by by Nick Drake
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Red, White & Blue

When I'm far away
And I can't get through
Wherever I roam
Keeps bringing me back to you
Holding on to hope
There's no need to fear
Wherever I roam
This piece of home
Keeps telling you that I'm near
So lift up your heart
Cause the brave will always come through
While we're apart
We will raise the red, white and blue
When I stand alone
Without you by my side
I think of all
That you stand for
It fills me up with pride
Reaching out to you
Across mountains, sea and sky
I think of all
That you stand for
And hope will never die
Now I'm coming home again
I'm coming home to you
And as I roam
This piece of home
Has brought me back to you

song performed by by Judas Priest
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Endless Walk

walking cold to the bone in the rain
wind cuts like a knife in my skin
water drips off my face i look around to see
it's just me walking in the rain, my mind is full of clouds
i start to wonder why does it rain, why am i walking, how long has it been raining, how long have i been walking...
i look at my wrist to see there's no watch
i reach for my pocket to feel there's no pocket
except strings of fibers, fibers are all thats left
from what used to be clothing
my skin looks pale and is full of scars
i fall down on my knees it terrifies me to see the reflection in the puddle of water this is not the face i remember as my own
i stand up only to realise the street is not there
it's just a dark floor
i look around there's a wall on both sides
i look up to scream there's no sound only water that fills my eyes
before i can make sense of it my body starts to move
i'm walking again, where am i going, why can't i stop

poem by Paddy Jansen
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Walking Side By Side

Walking side by side, hand in hand
one does not mind in walking together
on a path common, lying ahead
frosty dreamy, glowing in sunshine
if everthing can only be seen
in common eyes!
Walking side by side..

Who knows of tomorrow, of what makes
a village girl shy or a baby bird trembles
at her first flight
wings dance in so much joy
do not wish to come back on earth,
her earth! and flying side by side with winds of reckless freedom
her wings reckless, in sorrow with her earth
dreams captive, mind in despair
Walking side by side..

As more one pledges to walk side by side
more his dream captive, mind in despair
no more pledge please
pledge like a wish in bondage
ruins a dream
starves a dream, just
walk alone in dream
someone somewhere must take care!

Copyright: Shamik Bose 2009

poem by Shamik Bose
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So Alive

Today I watched the boats
Moving through the harbor
Walking on water
In your arms I'd stay
Forever if I could
Fireer if I may
Keeps me in your thoughts, don't disappear
I am on your side
And so alive
So alive it isn't real
If this is how I feel
Then nothing now is true
And nothing now can ever be taken away from you
Sinking in the past
The things that shouldn't last
Just put to bed and stand beside me
Stand beside me
Always on your side
I'm on your side
And so alive it isn't real
I am on your side
And so alive
And so alive
And so alive
I am on your side
I am on your side
I am on your side
And so alive
So alive

song performed by by Ryan Adams
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George and Sarah Green

WHO weeps for strangers? Many wept
For George and Sarah Green;
Wept for that pair's unhappy fate,
Whose grave may here be seen.

By night, upon these stormy fells,
Did wife and husband roam;
Six little ones at home had left,
And could not find that home.

For 'any' dwelling-place of man
As vainly did they seek.
He perish'd; and a voice was heard--
The widow's lonely shriek.

Not many steps, and she was left
A body without life--
A few short steps were the chain that bound
The husband to the wife.

Now do those sternly-featured hills
Look gently on this grave;
And quiet now are the depths of air,
As a sea without a wave.

But deeper lies the heart of peace
In quiet more profound;
The heart of quietness is here
Within this churchyard bound.

And from all agony of mind
It keeps them safe, and far
From fear and grief, and from all need
Of sun or guiding star.

O darkness of the grave! how deep,
After that living night--
That last and dreary living one
Of sorrow and affright?

O sacred marriage-bed of death,
That keeps them side by side
In bond of peace, in bond of love,
That may not be untied!

poem by William Wordsworth
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I want to face it on my own

I was driving to my Home
Weather was very humid and hot
Saw an old man on the Road
Walking slowly with a stick in Hand
I stopped the car on his Side
Got out with a Smile
Asked him to sit in the Car
So that he can escape the Sun
Without tiring, reach his Destination
The old man Refused
Thanked me for my Courtesy
And Said
Heat of life is more than the Sun
I have faced it throughout my Life
I want to face it on my Own
Self dependence is my rule for Life
Try not to depend on known Unknown
As long as I feel I can
When Not,
I shall leave it to the God Above

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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What Are We Doing

What am I doing in a place like this
When its painfully clear that my face dont fit?
What am I doing acting identikit,
When all I want to do is to be the opposite?
Why am i, why are you,
Whos pretending just whos fooling who
Do we go our way or join in their merry queue.
What are we doing in the pouring rain
Walking hand in hand, I gotta be out of my brain.
What are we doing, is it all for show
Are we drifting along, going along with the flow.
I dont know, I wish I knew
Is it me or you whos fooling
What a bore, wheres the door
Are we just for decoration?
What am I doing to you?
What are you doing to me too?
What are they doing to us?
Someone help me, tell me truly.
What are we doing in a place like this
Trying to prove to the world that we really exist
Standing around with all the egotists
Sticking out like a zit knickers all in a twist.
Why are we? I dont know,
Are we merely going with the flow
To prove, who we know
Or drifting along acting a part in a show?
Why am I going through this?
Why are you going through this too?
What are they doing to us?
Someone help me, tell me truly.
So do we go our own way
Or do we join their merry queue
Pretending its o.k.
Them or us, whos fooling who?
Why are we standing in the acid rain
Watching industrial waste trickling down the drain?
What are we doing under the nuclear glow
What we all gonna do? where we all gonna go?
What are we doing?
What are we doing?

song performed by by Kinks
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My home away from home

When through earth's dusty path i roam
Nightfall let me return home!
For within its four wall shall i find
Warmth and comfort of every kind!
But when worldly ventures doth beckon
That far away from home i shall finally begone
Let me paint thy face upon the canvas of my heart
And write on its page, few lines of thy sweetest part
For when the world shall curse me to hate
And every journey seems a little too late
When travel sore i find no resting place
Search among crowds and see no memorable face
Then those lines of thy sweet part i verse my poem,
Shall be my comfort, my home away from home!

©Allen

poem by Okonkwo Osamedua. Allen
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Home is...

Home is...
Hugs and laughter;
But not everything,
Is happily ever after.

Home is...
Surrounded with love,
It will never run out,
There is always enough.

Home is...
Shelter from the rain,
Even if it feels like
Everyone is going insane.

Home is...
Memories and sorrows;
But never to forget,
Our possible tomorrows.

Home is...
Pain and tears;
A place we can go,
To face our fears.

Home is...
Daisies and butterflies,
With just the right mixture,
Of the foolish and the wise.

Home is...
Welcoming and warm,
Out in the open,
On a fourty acre farm.

poem by Josephine Adrian
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