Elephant
Hating you is easy
Because I have loved you with equal measure
Known the art of dissapointment when left behind to ponder on a rainy
afternoon
The elephant that's sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room
Today it's me and him you left us long ago
To work out what is left of the happy ever after, not quite so
So I am courteous and polite and give the elephant a drink
From a large red plastic bucket that I filled up at the sink
He tells me in a whisper you've been seeing someone else
And it has been a year or more I been left upon the shelf
Unloved but not lonely I know love's too good to be true
But now i'm talking not ignoring,
The elephant in the room.
poem by Yvette Smith
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Plastic surgery is like a big elephant sitting in the Hollywood living room.
quote by Patricia Heaton
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The Incubus
Who wants a nice white elephant,
Quite fit in wind and limb?
An ornament for any gent
Who can find use for him.
It won't pay us to kill the cuss;
But we can't afford his keep.
Who wants a nice white elephant?
We'll sell or lease him cheap.
Who wants a nice white elephant?
He'd make a lovely pet.
In rich, fat days we loved his way,
But in these times of fret
He's sort of grown too big for us
To fondle, groom and feed.
Who wants a fine white elephant
Of most exclusive breed?
Who wants a nice white elephant?
Of noble lineage he.
His breed is by State Jealousy
Out of Prosperity.
The rich years thro' he grew and grew,
And, ah, we loved him so.
But we can't afford his bed and board,
And we'd like to let him go.
Who'll buy a nice white elephant?
No decent bid refused.
We love him yet, altho' our pet
Has often been abused.
But come on, gents, walk up, walk up.
Our funds, alas, are scant.
Altho' we once were sold a pup
Who'll buy an elephant?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Every elephant contains two elephants, one who learns what he's taught and another who insists on ignoring it all.
Jose Saramago in The Elephant's Journey (2008), translated by Margaret Jull Costa
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Waa
Rat was
Play for
Elephant...
Elephant also play
for rat...
Suddenley
Angry mood
Elephant
Told rat
'Go to play for cat'
Ok...
Ok..
Told the rat bite
The elephant leg
And run to run...
With smile...smile...
Very soory
Elephant was cry
With lough for rat...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Animal Sentimentality
Animal Sentimentality
If I told and elephant it was the biggest land animal
in the world, would it trumpet this good news around
and be bigheaded, or be envious the elegant giraffe,
for its lovely eyes, long neck and splendid view?
On the pristine sandy beach, near the Nordic town,
a rare, long legged bird landed, it was so beautiful
that it was shot next day for its feathers, the paper
that reported the crime had black borders that day.
An elephant isn’t cute, walks arduously, cranky eyes,
once saw an elephant foot, used as an umbrella stand,
bought its owner was on holiday in Africa, this made
me so gloomy that I peed into the foot before leaving.
I should have said something at once, hit him and left
in a righteous huff, but had also brought bottles of
whisky; yes, I do have soft heart for animals, bit booze
is dear in Sweden; mind, I never visited him again.
poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
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For example, after developing a sound similar to an elephant trumpeting, I wrote the song Elephant Talk which gave my elephant sound an appropriate place to live.
quote by Adrian Belew
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You Cant Put Your Arms Around Whats Already Gone
I saw red, stayed at home
Placed a big pillow over the phone
In this town where Im from
Ive learned two is so much better than one
But you left me alone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Well, you hurt to the core
You used to kiss like no one had done before
And your taste turned me on
Now you drive me real crazy just by being born
Cos you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
And you cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Took the tram round the bay
Where everyone tells you to have a nice day
And my pride almost broke
When the tears dont fit you, you look like a joke
And you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Cryin eyes gettin worn
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Hey, you left (left left left) me alone (left me alone)
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Watch you sink like a stone
You cant put your arms around whats already gone
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
Baba b-baba b-baba ba
song performed by by Roxette
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Band Of Gold
Now that youve gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left are the dreams I hold
Band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
You took me from the shelter of my mother
I have never known or loved another
We kissed after taking vows
That night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That youll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Now that youve gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left are the dreams I hold
Band of gold
And memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
Dont you know that I wait
In the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That youll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since youve been gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left are the dreams I hold
Band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That youll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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The Elephant Bar
I have a simple question to ask you
Have you ever been to an Elephant bar?
Oh, you must, because it’s so quaint
One of my favorite restaurants so far
Why, everyone loves the Elephant
The statues in this place are so neat
And the food, oh such food they have
Each morsel is a scrumptious treat
I’ll tell you more about the food
Delicious in both taste and sight
Elephant size portions they advertise
They create meals that are perfectly right
Chicken salad that’s so good for you
They create the perfect blend of flavors
I always eat mine so slowly
Because it’s food that I truly savor
Take time from your busy schedule
No matter where you are
Because you MUST visit a restaurant
That is called The Elephant Bar!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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A Dancing Elephant
Have you seen a dancing elephant before? !
Tell me before i put out a tabby cat;
For this earth is full of choices.
You've accepted the application of images of the animals,
And like the best legs in town!
But with a glittering surprise, the elephant will dance in your town;
And like a little cat with a shoes on one leg.
I have to review the acts of the fatty cats around me,
With prior approval to my drabs;
Because everybody love success!
This dancing elephant you are talking of is very fascinating,
But the fantastic act of my mind is to be with you always;
For the land that beautifies he images of these animals are like the muse of your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Take A View
'Kofi Karikari' and 'Agyeman Prempeh',
Shrinking in size to take a view;
For, it was a matter of time with your naked eyes.
Love and affection,
Of the white elephant and the black elephant;
But today, the youth are more attracted to condoms thn you think.
'Don Diego De Azambuga'!
Where are the Cathedrals and the Mosques in the Middle East?
For, many are now being likked with the bombs;
And, i need to take a view to understand this muse of war in Syria today.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dry
Trying hard to face another day
No more left to give, nothing left to break
Melting in the sun, breathing in the day
Falling into love and climbing out again
Theres nowhere left to run
No more tears to cry
The rivers running dry
Theres no more left to give
Love has left me dry
Reaching out beneath a sea of pain
Riding high on waves of hope again
Chipping as the stone face cracks away
Crying out again as my bones break
Theres nowhere left to run
No more tears to cry
The rivers running dry
Theres no more left to give
Love has left me dry
Why is every minute like a year
What if we could save ourselves from this
Life is such a bitch and it gets worse
Fate is like a rope around your neck
Theres nowhere left to run
No more tears to cry
The rivers running dry
Theres no more left to give
Love has left me dry - love has left me dry
The rivers running dry again
song performed by by Feeder
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Band Of Gold
(r. dunbar & e. wayne)
Producer for bonnie: jim steinman
Now that youve gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the memories
Of what love could be
If you were
Still here with me
You took me from the shelter of a mother I had never known
The love of any other
We kissed after taking vows
But that night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms
I waited in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness, filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That youd walk back through that door
And love me
Liked you tried before
Since youve been gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were still here with me
Since youve been gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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The Lonely Room
Tiptoe around the room.
What is it that is found?
Silence, except for the clock that's ticking
nothing else is around.
An empty room with nothing in it,
only the clock that ticks the minute
in this lonely room.
Why was the clock left behind
with not a soul to tell the time?
It was on the mantelpiece
with nobody to hear it chime.
Was it left as a reminder?
I think it would have been kinder
to remove it from the room.
Left alone, it had no purpose.
Who could hear it now?
Ghosts from the past that once lived here
that have taken a vow
to listen to the clock's every minute
in the room with nothing in it
but the ghosts and the time.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Nothing
Shot down your instincts, turned into a freak
You said this was your first time
How fast changes come for you to finally see
Shallow plains for you to find what you...
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo nothing left...
Stuck in with no way out a gift for your grief
Shattered your thoughts of a good thing that you never had
Hopelessly knowing whats right or wrong
Can't stop the feeling, it comes so strong
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
Noooo...
Observe nature from a black top view
Left you defenseless hoping for defeat
Built on my fears
Confession of obsession
One day happy place for you to hide
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
There's nothing left!
For me on this ride
There's something left for me!
With you by my side
There's nothing left!
With this ghost on my side!
There's something left
With you in my life!
There's nothing left!
Nothing left, nooo...
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Elephant On The Telephone
There’s an elephant on the telephone
Who wants to make a trunk call
To the elegant but pleasant gent
That he calls his negligent uncle
Who had forgotten, since he’s not
An elephant with great foresight,
To tie a tight knot upon the spot
In his cotton handkerchief, a fortnight
Ago in November, so he’d remember
That December’s the time for going shopping
For expensive gifts he intends to fit
In the elephant’s huge Christmas stocking.
poem by C. Richard Miles
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Then You Left Me
I never ask for any time from you baby.
I never ask for any lies.
You only hurt the one you love the most baby.
You only had to make me cry.
'Cause you left me (you left me) all alone (you left me)
You left me(you left me) to stand alone.
And ev'ry night I sit beside my bed baby.
And I keep thinking of your love.
The things we dreamed about.
How much I love you baby.
We had the world and the stars above.
But then you left me (you left me) all alone.(you left me)
You left me . You left me (you left me) to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me to stand alone.
You left me. You left me. You left me. You left me.
song performed by by Bee Gees from Cucumber Castle
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Close Encounter
And there he was, like mercury,
Dressed in his leathered skin,
The elephant that looked at me
And knew that he would win!
While I stood still with mounting dread
And in one of those jams,
His tusks were pointing dead ahead!
Just like battering rams!
I could run left, I could run right,
A nearby tree to climb,
Then hold on tight with all my might
As we two passed the time...
Then suddenly he walked away!
He left me standing still...
Perhaps I'd live another day,
Though right then I felt ill...
I gulped and walked away real slow...
Quite gingerly at first,
Then scarpered off, now on the go
And running at full burst!
The elephant let out a roar!
He bellowed loud and clear!
I kept on running all the more,
Like you would, too, my dear!
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2010.
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Close Encounter'.
More Stephen Gayford poems here:
denis-martindale-dot-blogspot.com
poem by Denis Martindale
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Cleveland Hippie 2003
Cleveland Ohio I went to
in 2003 yes indeed,
with a turtle named Toledo,
named after an Ohio city.
Stayed at an artist hippie's
House who painted
Marilyn Monroe,
left my props at Hippie's sisters that
were for my Birthday show.
Artist hippie smoked pot
and thought I was really hot,
so wanted me to stay,
but I said “no way,
I’m on to Florida
the sunshine state.'
So he dreamed about me
with an elephant baby,
I told him in the dream
“baby elephant talks and flies”
but he thought I was crazy,
but baby elephant dream
kept showing up more than all the time,
he figured I'ld get rich when he finally did analyze.
Now artist’s sister still has
One of my CD’s,
it’s about Razel and
her evil boyfriend Freddy.
Now I did get most of my
Show props back,
some left behind,
because other friend
went through town real fast.
I really did see Cleveland
like Lake View Cemetary,
where it was gigantic
and very scary
Went to the Rock Hall of Fame,
where Cleveland said Rock was heard
there first was their claim.
Since then I went through Ohio state,
but not through Cleveland which
makes Ohio the state so great,
maybe next time at another later date.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.18,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Lust is my Disease
(Verse I)
I can taste your lips
At my finger tips
Though you’re still so far away
I can feel you every day
Tragic endings now
It’s hard to live without
Your breath upon my skin
And the way we used to sin
(Bridge I)
And so I whisper
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty
And sometimes I scream
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty!
(Chorus) The breathing, the moaning, the screaming
Was always the best part
The lusting, the loathing, the beatings
Broke everything but my heart
(Verse II)
Drink another down
Drink enough to drown
But still I feel you breathe
Desiring your reprieve
Passion at its end
Dead, forgotten
Now it all means nothing
And always, it means nothing
(Bridge II)
And so I whisper
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty
And sometimes I scream
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty!
(Chorus)
(Breakdown)
Oh, a life without a heart
Isn’t easy to conceive
But your body is an art
And lust is my disease
(Chorus x2)
Oh, I’m empty now.
poem by Jesse Bauer
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