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A epic is just a few people to read
A small road goes around with wind and rain
Footprints leave a lot of message I need
Hands draw a picture describing the pain
Eyes contact with truth and honor indeed
Ears listen to soundless culture cketching gain
Nose smell fresh fragrant fruition from mead
Brain reminds a endless memory with swain
Songs follow up from heart to heart to feed
Poems continue to remember maintain
A coworker records his track like bead
Rhymes play with the machinery like train
Story is gear maybe poem line is chain
Holding a dream with a big railroad main
poem by Hormish Woo
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Listen To The Rain
As the leaves swayed by the wind hands
My feeling strongly catch secret sense
There was something in the wind
Calling for the rain...to fall
Wonderful sky with colors change
Sometimes cloudy with pain
Drain all in tearful rain
But now listen...
Listen to the rain
do you listen to the rain?
it tells a story...
'When u meet a friend
Appreciate them, love them
Like me love to earth...
We are far apart but
We remember each other
Either in joy or hard
We remain together'
The last drop
The rain stopped,
There was a rainbow drawn
Proudly high in the blue sky
Expressing a nice feeling
Defined by the rain and earth
Of the true friendship
Everytime the wind kiss on my face
It reminds me to the rain
Evertime the wind touching my hair
Feeling lucky budding in my vein
This is just a nice feeling
Possibly the same way
like earth and rain felt
and this is...
this is because of u my friend
We did creating our own rainbow
Forever drawn in our hearts
cant be seen but can be felt
Safe in our red heart
'when u meet a friend
appreciate them, love them
like me love to earth...
we are far apart but
we remember each other'
...a true word from rain
This memory will remain
poem by Unwritten Soul
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This Poem Is Not A Dream
THIS POEM IS NOT A DREAM
This poem is not a dream
It comes from where so many true poems come
From the other side of the mind
When it does not know peace -
From the waking desire
The hunger that is not satisfied
The lonely life and the lonely mind-
It comes from the search for love
And the love itself – the joy of love-
And from the memory of what we most deeply know when we are ourselves in love of another-
This poem is not a dream-
It comes from the waking world and the waking words-
The hard truths the bitter small things
The disappointments and rejections
The endless small humiliations which Time and Chance make of us all-
This poem comes from where we are most human
With the pain of those closest to us-
And our longing to save them and be loved forever by them-
The dream is not the poem
Life in its all its endless difficulties is the poem
And this poem too
Does not say half of all the hurt I have suffered in this one small day alone.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Zero to Hero
paddle force renders strength, it will just
catches fist than fish, thou the river turmoil
makes sense the Lilies gives scent
draw line between sign and close your eyes
certainly the ears listen to the stream,
many come in pain, but when honor
retain the hour capture the pain
come nestle in my little dream, leave with
something that sing, the smile that you bring
will give you a gentle rain
nay you hope for the best for a better it
will only just make you least, for not
anything you want will come in a little glance
but a simple quest everything will take you
to the very best
wait it will just come...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Heart
cold heart. fragile heart. tough heart. blues heart. because of a song. a poem. a story. a memory. a piece of snow crystal that easily melted. because of one smile. one cry. one seduction. one plea. one word. a small box that carries all emotions. questions. secrets. holding pain. burden. doubt. disappoinment. regret. anger. hate. darkness. change it with colorful flower. little candle. scent of rain. warmth of sunshine. kiss of hope. peaceful sleep. sweet dream. happiness. and all of that.
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Listen To The Rain
(Rain)
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen listen
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen listen
Listen to each drop of rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Whispering secrets in rain (listen listen)
Aaah
Frantically searching for someone to hear
That story be more than it hides
Please don't let go
Can't we stay for a while?
It's just to hard to say goodbye
Listen to the rain
Aa...ah
Listen listen listen listen listen listen to the rain
Weeping
Oo...ooh oooh ooh oo...ooh
Oo...ooh oooh oh oh
Listen (listen) listen (listen)
Listen (listen) listen
I stand alone in the storm (listen listen)
Suddenly sweet words take hold
(Listen listen)
Hurry they stay for you haven't much time
Open your eyes to the love around you
You can feel youre alone
But I'm here still with you
You can do what you dream
Just remember to listen to the rain
oo...ooh oh oh oh oh
ooh ooh oh oh oooh
Listen
song performed by by Evanescence
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Home Again In My Heart
One in a million in a lonely town,
Two hundred people trying to keep me down,
Ive taken all I can, I aint lookin back.
Small town boy in a back yard lot,
Cant make a living with the luck Ive got
Im gonna leave it all, I aint looking back.
Thats the way I remember, it seemed to me when I was young.
But I can still see the leaves slowly fall to the ground,
And the snow on the trees as the winter comes down.
Still I go home again in my heart.
My father worked hard on the railroad track;
37 years cut across his back,
He gave it all he had for what he believed.
Like every other kid that came before,
I grew up believing there was something more
And I still believe, I still believe.
Thats the way I remember, it seemed to me when I was young.
But I can still see the leaves slowly fall to the ground,
And the snow on the trees as the winter comes down.
Still I go home again in my heart.
But I can still see the lightning on a warm summer night
And the rain on the roof when I close my eyes;
I can still hear us laughing on the front porch in the dark.
There are days when I know that Ive traveled so far
That Ill never find the road leading back to the start,
Still I go home again in my heart
Still I go home again in my heart
In my heart, in my heart
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Wave Your Flag & Stop The Train
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Someone just pull the little chain
Girl in my compartment lost her mind
Stop the train
Stop the train
Tried to throw herself upon the line
I cant see you leaving her behind
She doesnt quite remember who I am
Stop the train stop the train
Committing suicide was more her plan
When she was attached to another man
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Someone just pull the little chain
Tried to tell the signal man in time
She still trying to jump out on the line
I cant see you leaving her behind
I cant figure out whats with her mind
I cant figure that shes out of time (? )
I see her reflection on the line
Stop the train
Stop the train
Gates and railroad stations passing me by
I cant see you leaving her behind
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Someone just pull the little chain
Please wave your flag and stop the train
Youve gotta wave your flag and stop the train
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Railroad Days
Jan would climb up so high on the foul screen
Down below I would yell to watch out
When we'd play ? was always the winner
He was brave never listened to me shout
Afternoons playin' ball by the old wall
Hidin' out and of course be the star
Kept my records in old looseleaf notebooks
And today I think I still know where they are
Oh, Railroad days
Railroad days
Railroad days
When I was young, in my prime
On my way
When the rain never got in my way
oh in my younger railroad days
Some nights, Drifters playin' on the hi-fi
Talkin' 'bout girls, or preposterous lies
Laughin hard, watchin' Soupy at eleven
Skonkin' down, one of Mom's lemon pies
Ten o'clock, bringin' groceries from the market
Singin songs, to the darkness of the night
Even sang the parts the instruments were playing
Life was freer, dreams were really quite all right
Oh, Railroad days
Railroad days
Railroad days
When the sun seemed to smile on it's way
When the darkness was easier to play yeah
oh in my younger railroad days
Yesterday, I heard they shut the trains down
The ones than ran, by the field where I would play
Said the folks want new and faster transportation
It's just like me, I'll be obsolete one day
Oh, Railroad days
Railroad days
Railroad days
When I was young, in my prime
On my way
When the rain never got in my way
oh in my younger railroad days
song performed by by Bob Seger
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The Revenge Of Love
Oh! Rukmoni, are you listening?
How can you listen!
As you are living in a far away land
By chance if you listen this poem
In the sky or air, take it for granted
That it has been written
For you and if you have time to spare
Go to the silent bank of the river
Or listen to it closed door ever.
Oh! Rukmoni,
I have taken the revenge
Not against you
But against me,
The job why I had not got
In the proper time why I had not.
So when I was breaking the steps
Of the heart of yours
And the houses and the doors.
The steps were trembling
The stars of the sky were whirling
In a fear as if the things might go in a wrong way
Your parents would come out and say
That it would not be possible for them to keep the promise at all
Though to me they would be extremely polite humble.
Suddenly all the hopes would get their wings
Flying like a thread less kite all the dreams.
The job I have got today
And beg to you to pardon me
Why in the proper time I did not!
So you are away from me …apart
Still I feel you in the corner of my heart
And in my every dropp of blood red
And in the every soft touch of the wind.
Just remembering the name of you
I get an immense pleasure in the world of dream
Like a white cloud floating in the paradise
When I am in the ocean of sorrow of my life.
So many brides I have seen
So many brides I have been shown
I have rejected them all
Saying ‘'I am very well alone''
They will not feel the stone
They will not feel the feather
Of my heart and soul
Which I feel lying alone
Looking at the doors of my dream
Tearing down of all the bondage
My love is coming….!
Even though living in the reality
I don't understand why
This is not a truth, it's a lie.
In the multitudes
I am alone and bitterly lonely
With a delirium mind and a heart full of pangs and agony
The eyes are in the sky, I walk down the road
And in my imagination I draw your face in the cloud
Who are sometimes laughing!
Who are sometimes crying!
What is that to me?
Even you are away from me
I got you in the clouds of imagination
In every pose and in every position
Just like that, come to me
And sit down to say sweet or sad story
I promise, I shall not end the journey.
To make me forget your memories
The virtual road ends in my house
I could not do anything but to stand up
In the wall of your picture to draw up
Which sometimes crying!
Which sometimes laughing!
Playing the flute of the dolorous
The nectar of my heart glorious
She talks with me like a mad woman
And saying that I became a mad man.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Green Monkey
When the deep blue night is running close on your track
And you can feel the green monkey crawlin across your back
Dont take me so real that you forget how to feel
Dont let the threat of the dagger turn your heart into steel
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
So you think that star cluster shining bright in the sky
Will speak the fate of your evening, tell the truth to your lie
Dont let the features you read control the tickets you buy
Soon as you learn that you live, youre just beginning to die
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
song performed by by America
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Read With Your Heart
My heart is beating with a love, so strong and so true,
my heart is beating with a love just for you,
my heart is singing a song you don't seem to hear,
yes my heart is crying out to you dear,
my heart is waiting here all alone,
it almost finds you, then poof you are gone,
my heart will keep looking all day and all night,
hoping one day it will find you, when things are just right,
don't read poems with your mind, but read with your heart,
there is a message hidden in each little part,
yes there is a message in each little poem,
keep reading them honey, till you are my own.
poem by Harry Bryant
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Out of gear
The time gear has gone out of gear
All type of innocence and mlischief to bear
Not the golden days but fear may follow
No rest, no peace, no memory will allow
It was mother's hand that had kept you low
You were there troubling her and not intended to follow
The same is hunting you now and reminds
All that was good you missed and did not find
Time cycle may not be taken back
You were naughty and jumping jack
Same thing you followed in your youth and sought
That thing should have been avoided or not ought
It has gone with winds and disappeared
The consequences are now feared
Many things may come out of cupboard
That may off set you while walking on the road
It was not all that good you did
Now you resent and has no lead
Still you have third sense to read
The fall out in future before you are dead
It may not allow you to sit quiet
You may even try to forget
The memory may follow even in sleep
But it will stay forever even if you to try to give slip
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Barricades & Brickwalls
Barricades and brickwalls won't keep me
from you
You can tie me down on the railroad
track
You can let that freight train lose
Iron bars and big ole cars
Won't run me out of town
I'll be damned if you're not my man
Before the sun goes down
You can chain me down
On the edge of town
You can leave me there to die
But the railroad track
Will bring me back
When the lonesome whistle cries
You can lock me out
You can scream and shout
You can try to change your name
But by the end of the day
I'll take you away
Like a force 10 hurricane
song performed by by Kasey Chambers from Barricades & Brickwalls
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Song of Warriors and Saints
Sing me a song
That could lull me to sleep
And make me dream
Of my dream before I weep...
For in my sleep
I may see again
Visions I cannot remember
At dawn when I was awake.
And when my skin is seared
By the scorching heat
Of day, my sweet dreams
And the song can heal the pain.
Sing to me the song
Of a courageous warrior
In the field of battle
That leads to honor and the grave...
But in death, the warrior sees
The struggle to fight
For freedom and equality
Is his poem of elegy...
And in his wake,
The living sing a new song
And to his funeral they march
With a jaunty heart!
Sing to me the song
Of Solomon or Socrates -
The right way - or the road
To perdition and to shame!
Or the songs of angels
That lift my ailing spirit-
For the good and the truth,
In my heart, I always seek...
And with a melodious cry
My world is free of lies
And I live the life
I longed for before I die...
For the song in my dream
Is the song of all songs-
The song of warriors and saints!
poem by Jane Quijano
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God's Poets, Love & A Good Poem
GOD'S POETS
The prize jewels of any nation
Are the philosophers of the heart.
How they think is universal
For it's God who makes them so smart.
Most poets tell the truth of life
Though they may wrap it in beauty.
It's their passion, not their purpose
To compose is but their duty.
Poets have no reason to lie
When the truth is always so clear.
All that others say and do
Is but food for the poet's ear.
One merit of a poet's work
Which most cannot deny.
They say more and in fewer words
To illuminate you and I.
God sent His poets down to earth
With words of wisdom and of worth.
That they might touch the souls of men
And bring them back to Him again.
EVERY OTHER NIGHT
If it was left to me and my desire
I would seek satisfaction every other night.
I would enjoy your divine, God given love
And hold you forever close and tight.
Every other night would be Heavenly for me
Though I must respect and honor what you do and say.
My need for you is far greater than your need for me
As I patiently wait for our time of play.
I will always remain watchful, loving and caring
Not to hurt, destroy, mistrust, dissatisfy or offend.
Out of all God's blessings from Heaven to Earth
You're my greatest treasure, passion and friend.
A GOOD POEM
A good poem paints a picture
For both your heart and brain.
It doesn't need a second chance
To make its meaning plain.
A good poem is like the flower
The lily or the rose.
God plants it in a poet's brain
And there its beauty grows.
A good poem like a cardinal
Is pregnant with song
You can't help but hear its message
As it sings what's right or wrong.
A good poem helps us remember
What the joys of life are for
It makes us want to love someone
Till death comes knocking at our door.
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I have fallen in love with you.....
I'm living my whole life to you, your gracefulness of
love handles my emotional stamina, so wonderful
to feel the fumes of your smell, lighted in the hymn
of songs in the spirit of love
take every moment of few minutes, a thing to salute
the force that leads me to surrender, the masculinity
I possess, mill my grain I taste and toss the cup, that
never gain, the sweet melody of wind, harping my
tongue in your lips that call and listen to your echo, my
dear I have fallen in love with you again
let the flow of stream; learn to follow the road, to
surrender the eyes that close, let the your breath
hold to refresh the willing heart to kiss the motionless
hands I adore, your the the wisdom I return, my love
hold on and let me stand at your side and shout to
the golden wind, the great feeling I value the meaning
of you, leave me nothing to give, but the love that made
you, who I’m, today
fallen in love, I surrender in you......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Love Letter Not Posted
Love Letter Not Posted.
I got a sweet email, yes romantic as well,
something about holding hands
and things that tend to follow a passionate kiss.
She had read my poems and thought I was
a darling! I thought of sending her a love poem
but desisted as my poems tend to be cynical;
beside there is a question of grooming.
Dear heart, thank you for the email, I shall not
answer you, but quietly dream of what could
could have been if I had been seventeen, and
not a grumpy old man who wears a winter coat
for comfort even in June.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Memory Lane
People ask me What you doin' son
You're gonna drive yourself insane
You'll never find the sunshine
When you're followin' the rain
Seems like I'd take a new road
After all these years
But I wind up on the same old trail of tears
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin' into you
Reminiscin' through the pain
Recallin' things that we used to do
I'm lookin' up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin'into you
I hate the way I loved you
But my mind keeps goin' back
My train of thought just won't get off
That same old worn out track
It's an every night occasion me and your memory meet
On that endless lonely street of broken dreams
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin' into you
Reminiscin' through the pain
Recallin' things that we used to do
I'm lookin' up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin'/Into you
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
Cuz I know I'll be runnin' into you
Reminiscin' through the pain
Recallin' things that we used to do
I'm lookin' up an old flame
Down on Heartbreak Avenue
I'm still walkin' down Memory Lane
'Cuz I know I'll be runnin'/Into you
Here she comes now
I'm still walkin'
Down Memory Lane
I'm still walkin'
Down Memory Lane
I'm still walkin'
Down Memory Lane
Lord
song performed by by Tim McGraw from Tim McGraw
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Pop and Culture
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With not a poop to stop.
They peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There is a peep on pop and culture,
Without a poop to stop.
Lady Gaga got that pop.
People peep on pop and culture.
Taylor Swift's got Country Rock.
People peep on pop and culture.
And Kanye's a social poppa.
People peep on pop and culture.
With Beyonce and Jay-Z,
Seen on top in magazines.
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With no poop to stop.
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With no poop to stop.
We feed on Beatles.
Those songs of Beatles.
We feed on Beatles.
And...
Prince is there with beats.
And Michael Jackson's Pop is sweet.
We feed on Beatles.
Those songs of Beatles.
We feed on Beatles.
And Lady Gaga just rocks.
We feed on Beatles.
And they introduced this culture shock.
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With not a poop to stop.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ignoti Hominibus Noti Deo
fashionable heart forecast the shadow of the future,
a bright twilight that make every paths know that leads
to the burning endless pain of flame
viewed as you see the memory lend a timing chain
that point to the beautiful star, a heroes where no
one ever touch the fuming zooming ooze of victory of
the passing day, before a little stay of today’s moment
to remember, until tomorrow’s past gain with me
like a precious step walks in the line of wonderful
moment of today, shivering, and hunting the pinnacle
of what is best for a given life, everything gone and
something has made for the show has to go on, beyond
expectation of any men
chant my echo, sing the lullaby of the baby’s breathe,
the blooming Cherry blossom sprouted like a Lilies in
the seabed’s of beautiful harmony of history, within the
harbor of brave and honor cavaliers of Soldiers grave
believe no doubt of expectation, it’s blind and had just
open the memory of great unknown to men, but known
to God
live the victory in your laurel hand and die so others
will be free ……
“Unknown to men, but known to God’ …..the waited
Soldiers lost in the memory of freedom…this poem is
dedicated.
poem by Antonio Liao
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