The Winding Stair And Other Poems
IN MEMORY OF EVA GORE-BOOTH AND CON MARKIEWICZ
THE light of evening, Lissadell,
Great windows open to the south,
Two girls in silk kimonos, both
Beautiful, one a gazelle.
But a raving autumn shears
Blossom from the summer's wreath;
The older is condemned to death,
Pardoned, drags out lonely years
Conspiring among the ignorant.
I know not what the younger dreams --
Some vague Utopia -- and she seems,
When withered old and skeleton-gaunt,
An image of such politics.
Many a time I think to seek
One or the other out and speak
Of that old Georgian mansion, mix
pictures of the mind, recall
That table and the talk of youth,
Two girls in silk kimonos, both
Beautiful, one a gazelle.
Dear shadows, now you know it all,
All the folly of a fight
With a common wrong or right.
The innocent and the beautiful.
Have no enemy but time;
Arise and bid me strike a match
And strike another till time catch;
Should the conflagration climb,
Run till all the sages know.
We the great gazebo built,
They convicted us of guilt;
Bid me strike a match and blow.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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In Memory Of Eva Gore-Booth And Con Markiewicz
The light of evening, Lissadell,
Great windows open to the south,
Two girls in silk kimonos, both
Beautiful, one a gazelle.
But a raving autumn shears
Blossom from the summer's wreath;
The older is condemned to death,
Pardoned, drags out lonely years
Conspiring among the ignorant.
I know not what the younger dreams -
Some vague Utopia - and she seems,
When withered old and skeleton-gaunt,
An image of such politics.
Many a time I think to seek
One or the other out and speak
Of that old Georgian mansion, mix
pictures of the mind, recall
That table and the talk of youth,
Two girls in silk kimonos, both
Beautiful, one a gazelle.
Dear shadows, now you know it all,
All the folly of a fight
With a common wrong or right.
The innocent and the beautiful.
Have no enemy but time;
Arise and bid me strike a match
And strike another till time catch;
Should the conflagration climb,
Run till all the sages know.
We the great gazebo built,
They convicted us of guilt;
Bid me strike a match and blow.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Beautiful Girls
Whether by land, sea, or air
I know they'll be there
I know they're around the world somewhere
I know they're absolutely everywhere
The beautiful girls make their lives their own
The beautiful girls have their own personalities
The beautiful girls are the ones many men will worship
They await to worship the ground that the beautiful girls walk on
The beautiful girls are pretty and confident
The beautiful girls are sexy and strong
The beautiful girls are pure and kind
Some beautiful girls will board their airships
Some beautiful girls will walk the streets
Some beautiful girls will stay in their castles
Some beautiful girls will make their return to the sea
Swords
Guns
Daggers
Wands
Staves
Magic
Books
It's your girls adventures
It's your girls world
I consider myself lucky for being in your girls world
poem by Justin Gildow
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Younger Girls
Words and music by robin zander and rick nielsen
Try to bend me, try to shake me
Try and turn my head around
Oh try to change me, rearrange me
I think you know about the boy you found
A fantasy like this is hit and run
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
I had a dream about girls like you
You said call us, you'll get two
One for your money, two for the show
I'll give you something more
I know,i know,i know,i know
It's hard enough to make you wanna cry
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
It's hard enough to make you wanna cry
And it drives me out of my mind
I'm in love with you, baby
My poor innocent baby
Don't you say maybe
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Feels so good, let me in
I might jump right out of my skin
Don't you ever grow up little girl
Sweet young thing, not so innocent
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
(repeat to coda)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Lightning Never Strikes Twice
Let the wind blow you out of my memory
Let the rain wash you out of my eyes
Too many bad times of loving you
Now I gotta realize
That I can throw you right out of my mind
And put you right back in your place
Cause lightning never strikes twice in the same place
I can live without loving you
Carry on in the same old way
Do anything I wanna do
Say what I wanna say
Cause I can throw you right out of my mind
And put you right back in your place
Cause lightning never strikes twice in the same place
Lightning strike
Lightning strike
Your kind of woman just drags me down
Want to put me on a ball and chain
I was king till you took my crown
I wanna win it back again
Cause I can throw you right out of my mind
And put you right back in your place
Cause lightning never strikes twice in the same place
Lightning strike
Lightning strike
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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The Good Old days
In those days
The good old days
When I had nothing
to think but long
Black beautiful haired girls
Which once or twice
Looked at me and smiled
Of all these beauties, the one
That caught my attention
Was even the the most beautiful
As beautiful as a gazelle
She strolled into my life
And I became the happiest
One in earth
I can stay for days without food
This love can make one
Go crazy.
And I lost it all, no ambition
No aspiration, no future.
I just want to be with her
No matter what.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Girls
If I said I do not like girls, then that would be a lie
How can I not like girls?
So beautiful and graceful they are
Yes, sometimes I have turned to be angry with them
However, it is only girls, who can rule this world
Girls are great
Great and amazing
Also, the most wanted
I like girls, because they can make a guy, complete
Love of girls, is the best
They can make lot of difference
Girls are the BEST.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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The Hymn of the Socialists
By the bodies and minds and souls that rot in a common stye
In the city’s offal-holes, where the dregs of its horrors lie —
By the prayers that bubble out, but never ascend to God,
We swear the tyrants of earth to rout, with tongue and with pen and sword!
By the child that sees the light, where the pestilent air stagnates,
By the woman, worn and white, who under the street-lamp waits,
By the horror of vice that thrives in the dens of the wretched poor,
We swear to strike when the time arrives, for all that is good and pure!
By the rights that were always ours — the rights that we ne’er enjoyed,
And the gloomy cloud that lowers on the brow of the unemployed;
By the struggling mothers and wives — by girls in the streets of sin —
We swear to strike when the time arrives, for our kind and our kith and kin!
By our burning hate for men who rob us of ours by might,
And drive to the slum and den, the poor from the sun and light,
By the hell-born greed that drives our sons o’er the world to roam,
We swear to strike when the time arrives, and strike for our friends and home.
By the little of manhood left in a world of want and sin,
By the rift in the dark cloud’s brow where the light still struggles in,
By the love that scarce survives in a stream that is sluggish and thin,
We swear to work till the time arrives for ourselves and our kind and kin.
The little of love may dry in its stream that scarcely flows,
The little of manhood die and the rift in the dark clouds close,
And hope may vanish from earth and all that is pure and bright,
But we swear to strike eer that time has birth with the whole of our gathered might!
poem by Henry Lawson
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Beautiful
The time is right
Im gonna pack my bags
And take that journey down the road
Cause over the mountain I see the bright sun shinning
And I want to live inside the glow
Yeah
I wanna go to place where I am nothing and everything
That exists between here and nowhere
I wanna got to a place time has consequence oh yeah
The sky opens to my prayers
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
Please understand that it not that I dont care
But right know these wall are closing in on me
I love you more than I love life itself
But I need to find a place were I can breathe
I can breathe
I wanna go to place were I can hold the intangible
And let of the pain with all my might
I wanna go to a place where I am suspended in ecstasy
Some where between dark and light
Where wrong becomes right
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
I wanna go to beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
song performed by by India Arie
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You Are So Beautiful
When I saw you
First time,
I knew from the start
that you’re right girl for me.
When I talk to you
First time,
I recall you look just like
My former girlfriend.
When I meet you
First time,
My heart just fall for you
I don’t know why.
When I dream of you,
First time,
My dream is always you,
I don’t understand why.
When I always miss you,
First time,
My mind goes crazy and lazy,
I don’t know how.
When I always think of you,
First time,
My lonely soul fall in love with you,
I wish I know how.
When I remember you,
First time,
I never fail to call you,
Every day and every night.
When I tell you,
First time,
You are so beautiful,
I really mean what I say.
You’re really a pretty girl,
Love at first sight, I recall,
I fall in love with you.
Because you’re so beautiful.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Where does love come from?
I wanna know where love comes from
I know he is a guy, I know she is a girl
But they are just another boys and girls for me
I wanna know where love comes from
I know he is an attractive man and it’s nice when he’s around
I know she is kind and has beautiful smile too
But they are just another beautiful couple for me
I wanna know where love comes from
I know he could be relied on when there’s trouble
I know she never leaves her crying friend alone
But there should be lot of people like them
And why do they become together?
Is it because the perfect time to strike
When cupid finally blows its arrow?
Is it because they have correct puzzle of heart
And find their soul mate each other?
Is it because they have been lonely
And feeling peace when together?
Is it because fate entwined, cosmic coincidence, body chemistry, mutual agreement or something else I don’t know?
But there are lots of same love story about that
And I don’t’ understand yet
Where love come from between them
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Bad Fit
How many nails do I have to have
hammered into my brain to realise
we don't fit?
This liaison has always been flawed.
Gel, we never did, but we had passion.
A wealth of it.
Should I take this hammer
and strike the final blow?
I don't know.
Hammers strike memories,
as though they're all piano keys
and the sound is harsh..
They have me re-visiting old war wounds
that I should have buried years ago.
They are awakening.
They've been dormant for so long.
Maybe I should have one final strike
and put them to rest.
The trouble is, if I pick up the hammer
and strike the first blow,
I may never stop
poem by Ruth Walters
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All things beautiful
I love girls,
They give my heart swirls,
They make feel up,
When they say hey was sup,
I ? girls cause they're beautiful,
I love girls because they're cute,
I would love girls without the looks,
I don't care if they're deaf or mute,
Because love has no ears or sight,
Love sneaks up on you like a thief in the night,
So don't judge a book by its cover,
You do not know it but they could be your lover,
You do not see a flower,
And wish to see it loose it's power,
So don't treat girls as toys,
Because these girls try so hard for the boys,
So give a wink, give a smile,
Provide some time, is always worth while,
To see a face light up like dawn,
Out of pain and being scorn,
It is so much better,
To receive a love letter,
Than to see someone's eyes,
Burn with your demise,
So treat your girls nice,
Or feel the burn of ice,
You think your so tough,
But girls can play rough,
They truly are amazing creatures,
With lovely spirits and great features,
So is not better to see true beauty's eyes,
Than watch a girl tear up and disguise.
I wish I could be someones dream man,
But that will have to wait,
God has called me for a higher purpose,
To protect me from a saddened state,
So all the girls big and round,
Don't beat yourself up, get off the ground,
True beauty lies within the soul,
Stand true stand tall,
You are beautiful just by being you,
They're aren't many girls who actually have a clue,
That looks and great hair,
Fade and get bare,
Stand up for your beliefs,
And get healed with Gods relief,
He loves you as a child,
Even when you go wild,
- to all the girls confused or in doubt,
Don't give me those look, stop that big pout,
Your beautiful to me,
Your beautiful can't you see? !
poem by Jordan Moore
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Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
I come home in the morning light
My mother says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls just want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have--
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls-- they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun
Some boys take a beautiful girl
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
Oh girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have
That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls--they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun,
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun...
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Any Other Time
ALL of us play our very best game—
Any other time.
Golf or billiards, it’s all the same—
Any other time.
Lose a match and you always say,
“Just my luck! I was ‘off’ to-day!
I could have beaten him quite half-way—
Any other time!”
After a fiver you ought to go—
Any other time.
Every man that you ask says “Oh,
Any other time.
Lend you a fiver! I’d lend you two,
But I’m overdrawn and my bills are due,
Wish you’d ask me—now, mind you do—
Any other time!”
Fellows will ask you out to dine—
Any other time.
“Not to-night, for we’re twenty-nine —
Any other time.
Not to-morrow, for cook’s on strike,
Not next day, I’ll be out on the bike —
Just drop in whenever you like —
Any other time!”
Seasick passengers like the sea—
Any other time.
“Something . . I ate . . disagreed . . with me!
Any other time
Ocean-trav’lling is . . simply bliss,
Must be my . . liver . . has gone amiss . .
Why, I would . . laugh . . at a sea . . like this—
Any other time.”
Most of us mean to be better men—
Any other time:
Regular upright characters then—
Any other time.
Yet somehow as the years go by
Still we gamble and drink and lie,
When it comes to the last we’ll want to die—
Any other time!
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Girls Just Want To Have Fun
I come home in the morning light
my mother says when you gonna live your life right
oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
and girls they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have fun
the phone rings in the middle of the night
my father yells what you gonna do with your life
oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
but girls they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have -
that's all they really want
some fun
when the working day is done
girls - they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have fun
some boys take a beautiful girl
and hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to walk in the sun
oh girls they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have -
that's all they really want
some fun
when the working day is done
girls - they want to have fun
oh girls just want to have fun
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper from Twelve Deadly Cyns ...and then some
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How beautiful! !
How beautiful this life is,
It keeps changing every moment
Welcome the new season
And forget the one that went
How beautiful this rain is
The sky is sprinkling love
Each heart is fluttering its wings
Like an innocent dove
How beautiful this moment is
It’s nothing on its own
But may grow into a great chronicle
The seed has just been sown
How beautiful this season is
Every flower is budding out
And my heart is blooming with them
After a long time of drought
How beautiful poetry is
That sitting at my office seat
I’m staring at the windows around
Just to make it complete; -)
How beautiful Sapient policy is
That you work on all 364 days
And don’t feel like doing it on one
In your manager’s books, it stays
How beautiful this industry is
It’s stays very kind with you
But it may kick you out
Suddenly out of the blue
How beautiful this conclusion is
It reflects my real pain
That I’m supporting my application
Even in this beautiful rain: -(.
poem by Vivek Mehta
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Till The End Of Life!
As par the time passes away
You and I became lover of each other,
You are the One who is my mirror Image
And I feel proud that So beautiful in that image.
I am destination and I am your way
But you are my life, my Love, Tears of all days and nights,
Today I had cry but not because of you my love
That tears were for my loneliness.
I feel that I can live my life till the end with you
You are very beautiful like rainbow and stars,
You are so great as sky is!
Till the end of life I always wants to be with you.
I loves your each and every picture
I am very lucky princess that I have very impressive,
Dashing, and gorgeous Prince like you
Your Cinderella is waiting to live her life
With You in the journey of Till The End Of Life.
poem by Kaitreena Stwert
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Have I Told You...
Beautiful, are you, as the flowers of the field.
Beautiful, is the sound of your voice.
Beautiful, is the touch of your hand.
Beautiful, are the eyes that speak of love.
Beautiful, is your understanding and kindness.
Beautiful, is the way you always consider others.
Beautiful, are the courage of your convictions.
Beautiful, are the silent, countless words of, I love you.
Beautiful, is the softness of your touch.
Beautiful, are the children that you hold dear.
Beautiful, is your faith, honesty and loyalty.
Beautiful, are the people, you bless with your love.
Beautiful, are you secret acts of charity.
Beautiful, is the goodness, you give to all.
Beautiful, is the way your never judge anyone.
Beautiful, is your never dreaming...that you are indeed so beautiful.
Beautiful, is your heart...your very soul.
Beautiful, is the way you have made this a better world.
Beautiful, is the helping hand, you extend to all.
Have I told you, you are beautiful in every way?
How Beautiful Is It
Pilling up the positive thoughts,
Wishing time could depart us,
How beautiful are your hands,
Fashioning a fish pond with your peers,
Holding your niece so dearly,
Awaiting to hug cousin,
How beautiful are your hands,
As beautiful as they may be,
They will never hold me
Your eyes looked beyond me,
Sensible but not even capable,
How beautiful are your eyes,
Looking at the smoke and clouds,
In desolate lands with voidness,
Where wealth is found under sand,
How far can your eyes see,
As clear and vivid your vision may be,
You may never see me in your sight
Being simple and full of humility,
How far can you act my friend,
The words are hidden and rare,
Difficult to choose and express,
Yet the feeling so easy to encounter
How beautiful are you feelings,
As beautiful and humble as they may be,
You might never feel for me
The movement of the stars and moon,
The dreams you dream my dear,
The hopes, thoughts and visions,
Being there is actually being absent,
How beautiful are your dreams,
Do you dream of me like I do,
How wonderful are you visions,
As wonderful and beautiful they may,
I might never be in them
Me and you, perfect match,
The fairytales so continous and perfect,
The feeling so strong and ever coming,
How beautiful is us,
As beautiful as we may be,
There can never be us.
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Mere beauty a vanity
You nurture, of course, your posture
For a strike, like a match.
Also have in store enough coal,
Once struck, to keep it in glow.
Girls! As well, culture your lustre
And composure. That alone, when lit,
Can keep him close to your pasture.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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