A Tale Of Love
In a small town lived a young girl,
Who had a very sweet name called “Furl”
She was very gentle and delectable
Exceedingly gorgeous and affable,
In the same town there lived “Ram”, a young man,
A little tea shop he ran.
Both fell in love with each other,
About consequences they didn’t bother.
Both were of different religions,
Born in diverse regions.
In this malicious society of nation,
There is a lot of racial discrimination.
It is a universal tradition,
That girl and boy marry only of same religion.
The society made Ram and Furl separate,
And thus bad luck struck their fate.
They both thought,
About their life a lot
And decided if not live with each other,
Then why not die together?
The next morning’s rising sun,
Saw the dead couple, making everyone stun.
Thus, the lovers had to die,
Due to social religion’s tie.
Let us shatter all religious rifts,
And consider each other as God’s gift.
Let us cut the bonds of caste and race,
And eliminate inhumanity’s every trace,
So that no couple is alienated again,
On no account do they die again.
poem by Roopa Menon
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A Girl from a Little Town
In a little town, close to a park,
Lived a girl in a small house.
She had a dog, who liked to bark,
And always had a cold, black nose.
This girl grew up in the town at last,
And dreamed to leave the city fast.
Her dog was unhappy and sad,
But she decided to follow a lad
Who lived in a very big city
Without any nice dog or cat.
The boy was nice and even witty
And bore a funny, little hat.
The girl dreamed colorful dreams
About the future, interesting life.
And she thought: “I’ve got a good wheeze,
I’ll be a beautiful, young wife! ”
The boy sensed the coming prose
And vanished fast into thin air.
She had to remain in the small house
With the happy, black dog to care.
poem by Jolanta Gradowicz
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A just laicism allows religious freedom. The state does not impose religion but rather gives space to religions with a responsibility toward civil society, and therefore it allows these religions to be factors in building up society.
quote by Joseph Ratzinger
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Small Town
Well I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities
All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity
Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic thats me
But Ive seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an l.a. doll and brought her to this small town
Now shes small town just like me
No I cannot forget where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I want to be
Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look whos in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and thats good enough for me
Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And thats probly where theyll bury me
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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When I Was A Young Girl
(A Song of Old Ballads)
WHEN I was a young girl, all in a green arbor,
When I was a young girl in Springtimes gone by
All the long days I went singing and smiling,
Down by the roses the sweet days beguiling,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
Oh, the long days I must sit at my sampler,
Oh, the slow way that the still time would go!
I longed to be running across the bright heather,
'Off with the silk gown and on with the leather,
Following the raggle-taggle gypsies, oh!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl in days that were golden,
When I was a young girl, and life had no smart,
All the world seemed a place for my playing,
Full of great lovers to come to me, saying,
'Madam, I give you the keys of my heart . . .'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, and dreaming apart!
When I was a young girl, I dreamed of my lover,
A tall cavalier who should whisper me low,
'Love, on your lips are red roses a-blowing,
I am your true love, and fast is time going
Am I your true love? Oh, say yes or no!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl–
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl there came my true lover,
Swiftly I knew him in glad days gone by;
Never a sword or a lovelock or feather,
But oh, at his touch 'twas our hearts came together,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
poem by Margaret Widdemer
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Born To Die
Just a baby
On a doorstep
Its how they found me
Cold and hungry
Raised on hatred
Fed by strangers
As a young girl
I often wondered
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
People push me
Knock me down
My foster parents
Kicked me around
They brought me up on
Loneliness
I never had me
A single friend
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Must be someone
In this world
Who can save me
From myself
Or am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Forgive, but never forget.
As the pretty young teenager lay on the bed,
With the most darkest thoughts swimming through her head,
A minute she spent staring into space,
Wondering why society was so hard to face.
You see, this young girl had done nothing wrong,
Yet no matter how hard she tried she just didn't belong,
Simply because she wasn't perfect,
She was made to feel like, as a human, she wasn't worth it.
Depression and sadness became all this girl knew,
The urge to pick up the razor just grew and grew,
Alone in the world, she had no strength to fight,
That's when she decided tonight was the night,
Ending her life, she believed, was the only way,
How can she carry on when all she saw was grey,
So she picked up the knife and ran it through her skin,
Her life was gone before it could truly begin.
News of her death spread far and wide,
"What a shame, we had no idea, " they all cried,
She was the talk of the town for a while,
Before people moved on and regained their smile,
For the teenagers who society remembers with regret,
We shall never forget.
poem by Just Paige
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Born In Birth Universe
Where is first blessing
for this new young couple
for each new young couple?
These young souls
so blessed with love of life
in love of each other.
They await first blessing
blessing of new destined life
given God’s mystic purpose.
How God intrigues
us with this longing
internal wait for new life.
Where when is time
of this life born creation
moment of conception?
Original moment of creation
was born in birth universe
all souls preconceived in God.
Eternal love for awaited child
universal longing expressed
in God’s preconceived creation.
'The concept, time is infinite and undefined'
flows into many universal truths as creation
laws in divine purpose free will consequences.
All humanity all races all born children
are fortunate to receive unconditional
love as God’s blessing in karma choices.
Quotation from the poem ‘Where Is The Time? ’ by Rekha Sathya.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Young Girl
Young girl Abused and broken
Young girl Alone and Frightened
Young girl Worthless and Ugly
Young girl feels so alone
She has no one to hold her
Young girl's father to drunk to even care
The young girl gets beaten everyday
The young girl wanting to runaway
Young girl will not leave her father alone
Like he has done to her
This young girl's teacher has a note
She reads the note aloud to the class
This young girl was beaten to death
No one had the guts to save her
This young girl bruised and dead
This young girl buried in the cold ground
This young girl has no one to visit her grave
No one asked her how she got her bruises
No one even took a second chance
Goodbye young girl fly away into the arms of God
For He loved you and always will
This young girl happy again
poem by Jasmine Kayleen
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Down In The Boondocks
(joe south)
Down in the boondocks, down in the boondocks
People put me down cause thats the side of town I was born in
I love her and she loves me
But I dont fit in her society
Lord have mercy, Im a boy from down in the boondocks
Now, every night I watch the lights from the house upon the hill
Well, I love a little girl who lives up there and I guess I always will
But I dont dare knock on her door
cause her daddy is my boss man
So Ill just have to be content and see her whenever I can
Take a trip on down in the boondocks,
Take a ride on down in the boondocks
People put me down cause thats the side of town I was born in
See, I love her and she loves me
But I dont fit her society
Lord have mercy, Im a boy from down in the boondocks
One fine day Ill find a way and move from this old shack
Well, Ill hold my head up like a king and Ill never, never will look back
til that morning Ill work and slave
And Ill save every dime
But tonight shell have to steal away
To see me one more time
Get together, darling, down in the boondocks
Making love, darling, down in the boondocks
People put me down cause thats the side of town I was born in
I love her and she loves me
But I dont fit her society
Lord have mercy, Im a boy from down in the boondocks
Lord have mercy, Im a boy from down in the boondocks
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Young Man, Older Woman
Hey young girl
Stop teasing me
This is not
How our love should be
Hey my girl
Stop holding me
Free me my baby
From these bonds I can not see
You are my women
I am your man
Yet when we struggle
How alone I must stand
Now listen young girl
You must understand
The natural respect
You must give to every man
Young Girl
Take your time
Young girl
Your such a young girl
Hey young girl
Stop teasing me
This is not
How our world should be
Trust me my baby
Stop holding me
We can be happy
If you just believe in me
You are my woman
I am your man
Why must you wonder
If the world will understand
Now listen young girl
You can’t control me
Free me my baby
From these bonds I can not see
Young girl
Your such a young girl
Young girl
Take your time young girl
poem by Mustafa Marconi
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Small Town Girl
(arnold goland / aaron. h. schroeder)
Am I just a small town girl
With big town dreams
That wont come true?
Thinking everything that means anything to me
Means something to you, too?
Am I just a small town girl?
Hey, big town boy
Dont let me down
You know I got it real bad
I gotta make good somehow
cause thats all theyre saying now
(shes a small town girl with big town dreams)
(big town dreams that never will come true)
Yeah, Im just a small town girl with big town dreams
But, just you wait
Ill make em all come true, yes I will
Oh, take this little small town girl, yeah
In your arms and hold her tight
Make her life start tonight, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on and take this little small town girl
With big town dreams that wont come true
Come on and make her dreams
cause she loves you
Come on now, big town boy
Come on, dont let her down
You gotta fill my heart
You gotta
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Happy The Times Were
Happy the times were when we were free of our troubles
Happy the times were when we rode around in the car with the wind in our hair.
Dancing in the rain in the middle of the street
Running in the sprinklers at the football field at night
We were happy knowing that we weren't going anywhere
Who knew our fun would end sooner than we thought.
Winter came and all of our fun disappeared into the snow and dead leaves.
Happy the times were when everything was in our hands
But now things hang by a loose thread, not making any sense at all
Looking back at the small town with a couple of thousand to keep us company
Looking back as we drive away to the 'supposed' new great life
Happy the times were when we lived in the small town we loved so dear
Happy the times were when we had Sonora.
poem by Kamilla Davila
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Religion or Life
Religion I hate, Life I love; one’s from earth the other from above,
The Life I love is from God, while religion is from this earthly sod.
A religion of earth leads to death; Life from God is eternal breath,
New Life is given by Christ Jesus, as religion will only mislead us.
Religion, call it what you may, distorts Truth from God’s only way,
The way provided to all of us, who in God’s Word place their trust,
New Life from God, in His Son, regarding truth, is second to none,
For religion truthfully has no part, in truly changing a sinner’s heart.
Religion can make us feel good, creating a common brotherhood,
Filling life with religious stuff, but salvifically it doesn’t do enough.
It doesn’t reach the heart of men, inspiring them to be Born Again,
Through the Spirit of Jesus Christ, who alone offers men New Life.
Religion can fill a need on earth, but, eternally men need new birth,
We need to be born spiritually, to have new life with God eternally.
All religions on earth my friend, with the world will come to an end,
While all who have Life from God, will live beyond this earthly sod.
Religion comes in many forms, and around men’s ways conforms,
While God’s Only Way is higher, with Eternal Life being His desire,
Which will be granted to all of us, who, in His Son place their trust,
A Life far above all man’s ways, while giving to God eternal praise.
(Copyright ©06/2008)
I Love Only One Girl
(words & music by sid tepper - roy c. bennett)
Oh, I love only one girl, the one I got my arms around
I love only one girl, one in every town
In paris there is mimi, and when the moon is bright
I love to take her walking, along the seine each night
I kiss her on the left, then I kiss her on the right
Oh, I love only one girl, the one I got my arms around
I love only one girl, one in every town
Im proud of my brunhilda, in frankfurt on the rhine
Oh shes a lot of woman and all of her is mine
Oh she can lift a steinway as easy as a stein
Oh, I love only one girl, the one I got my arms around
I love only one girl, one in every town
In naples theres maria how she can cook and flirt
You cant beat her lasagna, I eat until I hurt
And then she tops it off with amore for dessert
Oh, I love only one girl, the one I got my arms around
I love only one girl, one in every town
Oh I love only one girl, the one I got my arms around
I love only one girl, one in every town
I love only one girl...i love only one girl
I love only one girl...i love only one..girl..
Shes the girl for me...
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Jack-a-roe
There was a wealthy merchant, in london he did dwell
He had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you well tell
Oh the truth to you well tell
She had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degree
But none but jack the sailor, her true love ever be
Oh her true love ever be
Jackies gone a sailing, with trouble on his mind
Hes left his native country and his darling girl behind
Oh his darling girl behind
She went down to a tailor shop and dressed in mans array
She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away
Oh convey herself away
Before you get on board sir, your name wed like to know
She smiled on her countenance, they called me jack-a-roe
Oh they called me jack-a-roe
I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball
Oh to face the cannonball
I know my waists to slender, my fingers they are small
But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
Oh to see ten thousand fall
The war soon being over she went and looked around
Among the dead and wounded her darling boy she found
Oh her darling boy she found
She picked him up on in her arms and carried him to the town
She sent for a physician to quickly heal his wounds
Oh to quickly heal his wounds
This couple they got married so well they did agree
This couple they got married so why not you and me?
Oh why not you and me?
Oh why not you and me?
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Jealous Girl
Fellas
Theres a jealous girl in our town
Ohh, baby
Fellas
Theres a jealous girl in our town
Ohh, baby
I know you feel about
Me and my girl
But I gave you the first chance to
Be in my world
Now you are saying things
To keep us apart
You had the very chance to
Be in my heart
When I loved you, you didnt love me
Our love had no unity
All you ever told me were lies
Its my girl I know you despise
Fellas
Theres a jealous girl in our town
Ohh, baby
Fellas
Theres a jealous girl in our town
Ohh, baby
Girl I really hope you find another
I just cant take no more
Of you tryin to be my lover
(ooh)
You see
Ive got what I want
And what I need
So girl
Wont you please try
Just to leave
When I loved you, you didnt love me
Our love had no unity
All you ever told me were lies
Its my girl I know you despise
Fellas
Theres a jealous girl in our town
Ohh, baby
Fellas
Theres a jealous girl in our town
Ohh, baby
(oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
(spoken- mike):
Hey girl
(hey girl)
Why are you so jealous?
I mean, you had your chance
If you loved me so much, you wouldnt let me go
(let me go)
Face it girl
Its time for someone else
All those times when I tried to show you how much I loved you
And how much I cared for you
You never seemed to have the time
(I let go)
Girl its hurtin me
As much as its hurtin you
But thats just how life goes
You win some
You lose some
Sweatheart
Point blank
You lost this one
I just wanna let you know that its hurting me so
Girl I just had to let you go
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
And its you
Girl its you
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
Theres a jealous girl
In our town
song performed by by New Edition
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My First Kiss
In the bed of crimson joy
Lies a baby boy
Whose parent begot him?
Through the mighty locks of the tongue
Yet as he grows
And everyday as he moves he frowns
Because he does not believe
In the mighty devil called kiss
Yet still he frowns
At every girl he meets a dawn
Are the girls mad? He says
Or do they find means to kill
But as his heart grow older
He found out he could not hold on
So he must get the girl
That he despise so much as dirt
No girl would look at him
For it was he who insulted them
So he become frustrated
And decided to end his life
But he never gave up
Though he decided to end his life
Which he could not do
For countless time he tried
He tried hard to search for love
So he can be called a man
So he searched and searched
In the heat of the sun he searched
To search for what
His heart so much desire
In the sunny days
That brings too much sweat
As lucky as he was
Love finds him as he walks
To the path of wonderland
Through the moony light
It made his heart
So glad
That he become
Very sad
Love touched him so soft
That it made his body grow weak
But he touched love back
Lo and behold he got so strong
Love planted a kiss
On his mouth so dry
That it made him quiver
For the devil called kiss he so much despise
For he said to himself
I thought love lived in the sun
But ooh he lives in the moony light
Were he shines and brightens the night
I thought to find love
In the heat of the day
But sweet love is indeed
The great comforter of night
For this man was me
In my early days when I was young
That I despise do much
The devil called kiss
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Orthodox
Love to whom, who really lover you,
But never hate who does with you so,
Kindle the revolution in the heart of you,
And remove the baseless tradition like a foe.
In a town, there lived a handsome boy,
There lived a girl too, full of coy,
Both were young having strong intention,
They would meet and did long time mention.
The time passed their love got its culmination,
Castes were different but had sinkie thought,
And wished to marry they had determination,
And life-partner in each other they'd sought.
Race was the single obstacle in their wedding way,
They eloped and married and enjoyed a marital life,
Cause they never dare to their families say,
Now they began living happily but with strife.
Both families got angery knowing this deed,
His father warned not to come back,
They would be killed if they paid on heed,
All seasons passed, they didn't come back.
He begot four children with the passage of time,
Now their children got their prime,
Passing twenty years, once he thought,
Their elopement likely they had forgot.
With his family he started for his home,
To see his father's home children were keen,
Cause they had been fed up living in single home,
Cause their grandparents they had never seen.
Reaching that town, it began to rain,
Children were wet like blossoming flowers,
Somehow he managed to reach the door again,
Door was knocked snackly like it showers.
The door being opened, emerged his mother,
Seeing them her joys knew no bound,
Kissed and hugged, and let them enter,
And home filled for sometimes with joyful sound.
The father saw them, became red and red,
And frightened mother her tears began to shed,
He roared, ' You've lost my dignity,
So, on you can never be taken pity.'
He pushed into his room, emerged in little time,
There was gun in his old hand,
Shot at all, like attacks a lion in his prime,
A moment passed, all six were lying dead on the land.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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Not What You See
Wait a minute baby
I'll be right back
I just gotta talk
To a friend
For a couple of minutes
I see you looking
At the two of us
And what do you see
The oldest couple at the Mayflower
Esther and Me
I push her in the chair
I know she'd walk
If she could
She says "Take your pills"
As if they do any good
I'll bet you think
That what you're looking
At is all we are
Two old people forgetting
The way we were
Sonny, no one is
What they look like
Everyone's so much more
Sonny, no one is
What they look like
And we're not what
You see that's for sure
You should have known her before
You should have known her before
Legs she had legs
That made the guys drool
And her waist was as small
As your neck
And the face and the hair
And the rest of her
And when I look at her now
I still see her young and beautiful
She's my girl and I'm her Joe
And we're not what you see
In a minute baby I'll be right back
I just got some more to say
To my young new friend here
Esther just turned 80 and I'm 83
The oldest couple at the Mayflower
Esther and me
I knew that when I saw her
We were meant to be one
She says she didn't notice me
But don't you believe her
I'll bet you think that what you're looking at
Is all we are
Two old people
Stumbling through the days
Sonny, no one is what
They look like
Everyone's so much more
Sonny, no one is what
They look like
And we're not what you see
That's for sure
You should have known me before
You should have known me before-a
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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The girl you all...
The girl you all once knew so well,
Has left and now dwells.
Dwells in the place of burning fire.
The place where you sent her with desire.
The girl you all once knew as a child,
Has left not for a while.
She's gone and won't come back again to this town.
Are you happy she took her final bow?
The girl you all once made fun of at school,
She was treated so cruel.
How you made her feel pain and fear,
Making her think she's unwanted here.
The girl you all once put in such pain,
Because of you fear and grief is what she gain.
She gained this by your torture in her life,
And yet you wonder why she sleeps with that silver knife,
The girl you all once called the bitch from hell,
Can you hear her ring those darken bells?
Do you understand the pain she was put through,
Around the people she once knew?
The girl you all let her life end,
Did you remember when you were once a friend?
A friend to her when she had none around,
So why did you let her die and leave this small town?
poem by Alice Spakrs
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