Carthage Destroyed
My horse shudders beneath me,
The fighting is over,
All is quiet now,
Save for the trickling of
your blood through the streets.
poem by Alexander Reda
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Fluorescent Musing (Sonnet)
I seek for the temporal gush of the wind
And vie to ferry the holocaust in a dream
Beneath the summer's palm I gleaned
For the wisps of the hottest stream
To fill these disembogued vessels
And exonerate the concealed streets
To the grandiosity of buried castles
And let the fluorescent sun seethe
Into the iron cellars of the eye
To blind the heavily stained vision
With mouth full of blood I shall cry
Until I bleed out this lingering derision
As I lay beneath the scorches of the weather
And as it muse back past the shudders.
poem by Norman Santos
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Peace Frog
Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles
She came
Theres blood on the streets, its up to my knee
She came
Blood on the streets in the town of chicago
She came
Blood on the rise, its following me
Think about the break of day
She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
She came
Blood in the streets runs a river of sadness
She came
Blood in the streets its up to my thigh
She came
Yeah the river runs down the legs of the city
She came
The women are crying red rivers of weepin
She came into town and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair
Indians scattered on dawns highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young childs fragile eggshell mind
Blood in the streets in the town of new haven
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of venice
Blood in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of phantastic l.a.
Blood streams her brain as they chop off her fingers
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious union
Theres blood in the streets, its up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, its up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the town of chicago
Blood on the rise, its following me
song performed by by Doors
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i LoVe aSMaRa iN THe RaiN...!
The streets of *Asmara* are magnificent site
With art deco buildings, tall trees
'N Italian resembling refreshing cafes
With their famous cappuccinos and sweet cakes
I Love to take a walk in those streets
When they are quiet
...Quiet as the Sahara desert
But they never are and never will be
For it's a city that never sleeps
It is quiet only when it rains
It rains only in summer
Summer comes only ones a year
...'N i walk the streets then
I love to take a walk in the streets of Asmara
When it is summer and quiet
I love Asmara in the rain
'N i would walk the streets again and again...!
poem by Konjit Berhane
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Me & My Horse
riding together,
you and your horse.
as you run against the wind all you call hear is-
the wind wipping your ears,
the horse's hooves thundering beneath you,
the chains of your bit as the horse pulls against the reins,
and the faint sound of the horse behind you.
your horse stops,
the horse behind you catches up.
the race is over,
freedom will have to wait until next time.
poem by Horse Lover
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Save Me Now
One day the earth woke up, said
Boy I feel half dead
Somebodys turning up the poison
And its getting in my head
Sometimes I wish my guests
Would move away somewhere
Yes Im burning up all over
I cant even breathe the air
Chorus:
Save me now, save me now, save me now come on and
Save me now, save me now, save me now
One day the earth woke up, said
Boy its getting hot
And remember all those trees I had
Well now there aint a lot
And my eyes kept slowly trickling
Down to where the partys at
And if everybodys going there well
Thats the end of that
Chorus
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Fancies
From Wellington Terrace.
WHITE stars above, red stars beneath,
And o'er the bay the brooding hills:
No murmur, save a quiet breath
That faintly through the darkness thrills,
The bay with shadowed lights a-blur;
On high a glow that waves and wanes;
And through the city here and there
The red-lit streets—like living veins!
poem by Arthur Henry Adams
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The Lone Ranger Rides Off
Thank God he's gone,
on his horse
of all colors-
we can take up again
the lives
he rode shooting into
in the blind
mask of belief
in the legend of himself-
and why should we have
to think we've failed him?
ransomed
these lives of ours,
let him ride off
with his guns and his needs
into other lives,
quiet as ours,
further west-
why should a woman
blame herself
for not knowing
how to ease him
down
off the horse of his differences?
Why this guilt-
we can't spit it out-
for all he will learn
when the bright
horse fails
beneath him,
when he comes,
hat in hand, palefaced,
blinking
in our daily sun,
for our blessing,
for a place among us?
poem by Eric Torgersen
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Forever Yours
It feels like
keeping and holding a star in the sky
born to be born again with you
the days of thunder cry their goodbye
and for the first time I know what to do
I just keep on being one with you
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
loving and fighting the mirror I need
dearest I'm down on the ground
waitind to see whereto the storm leads
it's my blood that bleeds from your wounds
dearest you're all that I need
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
and when I kiss you
your lips are the onla food I need
your fingertips open
spaces that make me complete
dearest you're all that I need
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever
loving - fighting
holding - losing
giving - taking
wanting forever you
loving - fighting
holding - losing
giving - taking
song performed by by Xandria
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Forever Yours
It feels like
keeping and holding a star in the sky
born to be born again with you
the days of thunder cry their goodbye
and for the first time I know what to do
I just keep on being one with you
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
loving and fighting the mirror I need
dearest I'm down on the ground
waitind to see whereto the storm leads
it's my blood that bleeds from your wounds
dearest you're all that I need
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
and when I kiss you
your lips are the onla food I need
your fingertips open
spaces that make me complete
dearest you're all that I need
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever yours, forever yours
I'm here to stay
cause in your arms, in your arms
I feel so save
forever
loving - fighting
holding - losing
giving - taking
wanting forever you
loving - fighting
holding - losing
giving - taking
song performed by by Xandria
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Falling Out
When my house of cards for falls.
when i think I've lost it all.
she comes dancing so pretty down the street.
And i think that's a girl i would like to meet.
so full of energy.
But do i got it, as she does pure confidence.
knowing when and where your going.
rising above it all.
Save me, oh baby just save me.
when my house of cards falls and i think i lost it all.
i see her fighting off two men.
protecting her children. oh how i want that,
anything to know true love.
I'm just so numb, i think i forgot to have fun.
i just melt beneath the sun.
Just save me, oh baby just save me.
when my house of cards falls and
i think i lost it all.
i see her running out of a house on fire with her children.
and then i know what loss truly is.
So i must keep my faith.
Even with all thats wrong something got to go right.
Save me, oh baby just save me.
when my house of cards falls and
i think i've lost it all. i look back and
remember what i once had. and
its nothing compared to some so dumb.
A moment that should just be cherished.
A sequel to the prequel. with a kiss goodbye
i say save me oh baby just save me.
mmmhmmm. yeah save me, oh baby just save me.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Ride
The horse beneath me seemed
To know what course to steer
Through the horror of snow I dreamed,
And so I had no fear,
Nor was I chilled to death
By the wind’s white shudders, thanks
To the veils of his patient breath
And the mist of sweat from his flanks.
It seemed that all night through,
Within my hand no rein
And nothing in my view
But the pillar of his mane,
I rode with magic ease
At a quick, unstumbling trot
Through shattering vacancies
On into what was not,
Till the weave of the storm grew thin,
With a threading of cedar-smoke,
And the ice-blind pane of an inn
Shimmered, and I awoke.
How shall I now get back
To the inn-yard where he stands,
Burdened with every lack,
And waken the stable-hands
To give him, before I think
That there was no horse at all,
Some hay, some water to drink,
A blanket and a stall?
poem by Richard Wilbur
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O! Judges Of The World
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
Listen!
In the ablaze valley of Kashmir,
To the dripping trickling of blood.
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
The breathers in the spheres of liberty,
Realize you the human rights,
And fix no limit of cruelty,
In Kashmir who inflict atrocity.
Now our houses remain or not,
Our heads, the bodies retain or not,
We will utter the word “Freedom”,
We will snatch the right “Freedom”.
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
Listen!
In the ablaze valley of Kashmir,
To the dripping trickling of blood.
The sons died tossingly in front of mothers,
The sisters’ shawls ragged in front of brothers,
Coated in blood is each leave and plant,
Each grain of Kashmir now does chant,
Listen to the Freedom’s band,
Look to the loyalty of the land.
O! Judges of the World,
The Guardians of peace,
Listen!
In the ablaze valley of Kashmir,
To the dripping trickling of blood.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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What is a Horse?
What is a horse?
A horse has eyes as dainty as a mink.
The grace is interrupted merely by a blink.
A horse is beauty.
What is a horse?
A horse is a tree in a storm that never goes down.
A horse is a weathered rock that stays around.
A horse is ancient.
What is a horse?
A horse waltzes like breeze over rivers.
She curvets and leaps like rain shivers.
A horse is a marionette.
What is a horse?
A horse is determination, that never stops flowing.
A horse is fondness, that never stops growing.
A horse is poetic power.
poem by Lily Whittaker
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Lawless World
Streets paved with blood
From the murders and the rapes
of a lawless world
Our governments send the troops
around the world
Fighting not for justice
but for the oil
And anything else
they can call their own
While the murders
and the rapes
rule our streets
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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The Streets Are Quiet Now
The streets are quiet now.
The wind is howling
Across the streets at night
Whilst children sleep at night.
The streetlights shine
Through the curtain sat night
And the sky so black you can see the stars.
Looking like diamonds
Shining bright in the night.
The streets are quiet now
How strange it seems at night
Now a sound to be heard till morning breaks
Outside at night
poem by Angela Fletcher
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Horse is All
If I can dream of a horse.
I can fight for a horse.
I can hope for a horse.
So...........................
If a dream is a wish that will come true.
Love is a battle worth fighting.
and hope can get you there..
then horse is all I can say
poem by Brooke Kaz
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Looking for my Horse
Just the other day I lost my horse
I lost my horse, I lost it somewhere
Not here for sure or I would find it
My horse is hungry my horse must drink
The flies are horse flies you know
They zoom about my head as if to say
You are sitting on your saddle, you dummy
Your saddle under you, beneath that … a horse
poem by Werner Klokow
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Unassailable Fidelity!
The horse never slept
Nor it lay on ground
His mind was battling
With the songs of swords
The challenges of the riders
The splash of blood
The pool of blood
The horse kicked
The horse of the enemy
Eager to cut the throat
Of his master on him
The horse trampled on
The dead on the battlefield
To take his master to safety
When the hissing sound of sword
Lashed at him like a storm.
The horse learnt the rule
The rule of sword
The rule of battlefield
The justice of killing
And the destiny of killed!
His master on him swing
With the sword socked with blood
Of the enemy cavalry
And enemy animal carriers
And moved fast to fix
The mast and flag
At the fort his master seized.
As the thunder and lightening
Deafened and blinded
The horse lost a leg
And the master had the wound
Gushing blood with all force
The horse leapt as a wind
And crossed the river
And fell on the river bed
And his master took his head
To put on his lap
To see the flash of life
Taking wings through eyes!
The horse had the satiety
Of saving his master
And serving him to keep alive!
poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan
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Faces On Hands, Hands On Heart
news blackout, streets packed out,
politicians inside trade deals....
feed the poor, Communist whores,
dont know how despair feels!
Jefferson raise a cup, Crazy Horse rises up,
freedom's a blood filled rainbow...
homeless jobless, insulated snobness,
fighting for today and tomorrow.
faces on hands, hands on heart,
a small fire strong against the dark.
all God's children doing their part....
faces on hands, hands on heart!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Cloud Chief Horses
I never had a horse at Cloud Chief
Even though horses were in season
My dad would say I ate like a horse
So to save food that was the reason
I guess it was either me or a horse
My dad had an horse in early days
Must of had more food in his time
Good reason to love his yesterdays
poem by John McCornack
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