If our children fear we run to magician, magician, magician
If our children fear we run to magician, magician, magician
The magician reads the mantra and gives us magical thread to tie,
We have no true faith in GOD but in the magician only,
Cheated by the magician we lose our faith and money and die,
Name of GOD is stronger than crores of ghosts and magicians,
If we always remember GOD any fear of us will be run away,
In any situation let us deeply think of GOD only,
No doubt GOD will surely help us in any way,
One who has faith in magician will lose his all devotions,
So we should not change our mind about GOD in any condition,
And let us have strong faith in GOD and HIS creations,
Otherwise we will suffer life long in suspicious intention,
In any pressure we must not believe in magical traditions,
If we trust in our beloved GOD we definitely get our real salvation.
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Magician
He said
You will look right into my eyes
Repeat every word that I say
You want some magic in your life
My love is the only way
Magician
Magician
Ohh magician
Magician
His body moves behind my eyes
Obsession grows
Its a private show
Magic man with a sleight of hand
Disappearing right into my soul
Magician
Magician
Ohh magician
Magician
Whoaa whoaa ohh
Hes here again
That magic man
My eyes wont turn away
Just like magnets pull me in
I cant forget his face
Magician
Magician
Ohh magician
Magician
Whoaa whoaa ohh
Whoaa whoaa ohh
I walk right up and said
Take me take me take me
No pride no shame, enchanted
Call it a dream but dont wake me
Magician
Magician
Ohh magician
Magician
No matter how fast he goes
Feels like slow motion
Hypnotize me frame by frame
Caught in my own dream paradise frozen
Magician
Magician
Ohh magician
Magician
Whoaaa ohhh
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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The Magician's Magic
The magician's magic.
Is the magic for you.
He can pull a rabit, out of his hat.
He can trick you with this.
Or he can trick you with that.
A bag of tricks, from the magician to you.
A bag of tricks, a magician can do.
He can pull a rabit, out of his hat.
He can trick you wth this.
Or he can trick you with that.
The magician's magic.
Is the magic for you.
The magician's magic.
Is his magic show.
He can saw a lady in half.
He can split her in two.
He can trick you with this.
Or he can trick you with that.
These are some things, a magician can do.
A bag of tricks, from the magician to you.
The magician's magic.
Is the magic for you.
The magician's magic.
Is his magic show.
He can pull a rabit, out of his hat.
He can saw a lady in half.
Then he ca split her in two.
He can trick you with this.
Or he can trick you with that.
The magician's magic.
Is the magic for you.
The magician's magic.
Is his magic show.
These are some things, a magician can do.
A bag of tricks, from the magician to you.
These are some things, a magician can do.
A bag of tricks, from the magician to you..
Magic-Song-Poem-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1989,2009..
All rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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The' Magicians' Of Our Times
We live in a world of magicians
All around us.
They are the magicians of the kind
Who don`t make a living but mar many a life.
A magician is seen among our 'dear' friends,
Yet one more among our 'close' relatives,
Then is seen another among our rulers
The last one emerges from our well wishers and colleagues.
Every magician wears a cap with no feathers thereon
And he barks at us like a dog often.
We remain calm and quiet with reason dead
And our fall begins to depths infinite.
The magicians hold a wand with a curve at the end
And our heads are held within and soon pulled close to them.
The magicians ask us to spare our valuables for every show
And they pound them to powder many times.
Every magician cuts a woman into two
Later she is brought back alive.
Behind the curtains two women shed tears
For there is another magic played in their lives by him.
Each magic lasts for a phase of time
But we often refuse to leave the dark hall.
Each magic leaves us bloodless
And our minds turn pale for a longer phase.
Each magic mesmerises us and we go for the next show as well.
When their coffers fill to the brim
Every magician leaves and his apprentice enters
The show re begins and by then we fall dead!
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Magician
Magician Magician take me upon your wings
and ... gently roll the clouds away
I'm sorry so sorry I have no incantations
only words to help sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want to count to five
turn around and find myself gone
Fly through the storm
and wake up in the calm
Release me from the body
from this bulk that moves beside me
Let me leave this body far away
I'm sick of looking at me
I hate this painful body
that disease has slowly worm away
Magician take my spirit
inside I'm young and vital
Inside I'm alive please take me away
So many things to do - it's too early
For my life to be ending
For this body to simply rot away
I want some magic to keep me alive
I want a miracle ... I don't want to die
I'm afraid that if I go to sleep I'll never wake
I'll no longer exist
I'll close my eyes and disappear
and float into the mist
Somebody ... please hear me
my hand can't hold a cup of coffee
My fingers are weak - things just fall away
Inside I'm young and pretty
Too many things unfinished
My very breath taken away
Doctor you're no magician - and I am no believer
I need more than faith ... can give me now
I want to believe in miracles - not just belief in numbers
I need some magic to take me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
Visit on this starlit night
replace the stars the moon the light - the sun's gone
Fly me through this storm
and wake up in the calm ...
I fly right through this storm
and ... I ... Wake ... Up ... In ... The ... Calm
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Magician - Internally
Magician, magician
Take me upon your wings, and
Gently roll the clouds away
Im sorry, so sorry
I have no incantations
Only words to help sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want to count to five
Turn around and find myself gone
Fly through the storm
And wake up in the calm
Release me from this body
From this bulk that moves beside me
Let me leave this body far away
Im sick of looking at me
I hate this painful body
That disease has slowly worm away
Magician take my spirit
Inside Im young and vital
Inside Im alive, please take me away
So many things to do, its too early
For my life to be ending
For this body, to simply rot away
I want some magic to keep me alive
I want a miracle, I dont want to die
Im afraid that if I go to sleep Ill never wake
Ill no longer exist
Ill close my eyes and disappear
And float into the mist
Somebody, please hear me
My hand cant hold a cup of coffee
My fingers are weak, things just fall away
Inside Im young and pretty
Too many things unfinished
My very breath taken away
Doctor youre no magician
And I am no believer
I need more than faith can give me now
I want to believe in miracles
Not just belief in numbers
I need some magic to take me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
I want some magic to sweep me away
Visit on this starlit night
Replace the stars the moon the light, the suns gone
Fly me through this storm
And wake up in the calm
I fly right through this storm
And I wake, up, in, the, calm
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Magic
Magic is a word
that conjures up things in our mind,
all sorts of magician tricks.
Magic is much more than that,
more that being deceived,
just look around you
and see all the magic there is around you
for everyone to enjoy and see.
The waking of a flower
as the dawn creeps across the sky.
The first sound of a new born babe
as it gives out its first cry.
These are not magician tricks,
but the magic of our world
and if we look more closely
the world is filled with magic
for all to see.
29 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Loving You Is A Commitment
as you watch TV
I compose another poem
i think about you
as you watch that segment
of a magician turning doves
into air manipulating flowers
to become fragile butterflies
it's the magician that amazes
you to no end
at night before you sleep
you like to mention
those butterflies
tonight i write about a butterfly
turning into a woman
wanting to stay on my hair
i do not like magicians
the magic is dead
but even if you like magic still
i won't tell you what i feel
loving you is a promise
that i will fulfill
perhaps i must start believing
in magic
or else everything becomes
a matter of a
contractual obligation
a matter of loan with a mortgage
as security
where feelings
become irrelevant.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Abra-cadabra
Here's a million dollars.
Do it again.
'Abra-cadabra.'
Again.
He re's two million dollars.
Do it again. Do it again.
'Abra-cadabra.'
Here.
Take the keys to my Mercedes.
Here's the deed to my mansion.
Do it again.
Please!
'Abra-cadabra.
I keep telling you...
It's not going to work.
I'm just a magician.
I can't change you from being the idiot you are.'
Please!
I beg of you...
Just one more time.
Here. Here...
Take my Rolex.
'Abra-cadabra.'
Here...
T ake my LIFE.
I can't stand this any longer.
'Are you kidding?
I've got my eyes on that yacht.
We can try one more time!
And why would I want to take your life?
If you find it worthless...
What am I going to do with it? '
You're not really a magician.
Are you?
'No!
But neither am I an idiot.
Comeon...
Let's try this one more time.
Abra-cadabre.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Magical Wishes
Magic, so obvious to the magician’s eye,
Is like perhaps angels appearing,
And winds blowing from nowhere
To be kept by the magician in sealed bottles.
It is sure that beauty is eventful,
That messages are written for the mission,
Understanding them needs emotions.
The hands of a priest hold tightly the key
To what is supernatural.
If he is asked to politely
Open this irritating gate
He demands a prayer to be performed,
For nature to slide and be unbalanced: -
Supernatural flames antagonise our spirits,
A disaster has occurred from our wishes,
Fires must be extinguished, that of Black Magic.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Who Stole my magical part?
Once i was a single piece of story,
And then was added up with a bit of Magic.
I roamed about on the grass and the slums
And on the glass of hope and in salty lake.
A bottle of tear was changed to pure wine
And the glasses of wine to strong Vodka.
The magic was so sleek and the core was hot
It burnt me like a cup of water in a pot
my hair got straightened, when the magic
Was by hearted by me and filled up my nerve.
It was born in me and grew with me and then,
I thought it would die with me and get buried.
Nothing happened, never did i die or the other,
Never did the magic die and moved selfless.
Never ambitious i was, but the magic was.
Not the magician i was of that magic, i thought
Just a dropp of the self, threw the magic from me?
Did my veins broke and was i soaked in blood?
It was all a magic of life who taught me to roam
And i knew, hidden was there someone to watch me,
Doing the magic, unskillfully, in dramatic pace.
All in grief I was, coz I forgot all that I knew,
Who is raiding my soul? I asked myself,
Neither I answered nor anyone else or the Magic either
And on the way I found the Magic playing against me.
Realized I, with extreme gentleness, my plight
The time was up and no more magician I was.
I saw it played by someone else whom I didn’t know,
And who stole my magical part for him,
Was that myself? Or was that a Magic.
poem by Vinoop Fredy
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Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.
quote by Charles Dickens
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Keep The Faith
When every trust you hold
And every truth you're told
Goes up in a cloud of smoke
And every lesson learned
Every corner turned
Ends up as a winding road
Don't be afraid
Sometimes you've got to talk into the dark
To find your way beyond the shadows
Shadows of your heart
(Oh oh oh)
(Keep the faith, Keep the faith)
Ohhh (Keep the faith)
Keep the faith, yeah yeah yeah
When you're still searchin'
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
You've gotta just believe
And remember, remember to keep the faith
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
Oh I don't know why
No matter how I try
I manage to lose my way
Covered up in doubt
No easy way out
Oooo takin' it day by day
I don't have the answers
Sometimes I, I don't know if I'm strong enough
But when I feel like givin' up
I've got to remind myself
Ohhh (oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh)
(Keep the faith, Keep the faith)
Ohhh (Keep the faith)
Keep the faith, yeah yeah yeah
When you're still searchin'
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
You've gotta just believe
And remember, remember to keep the faith
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
(Oh no) You don't have to climb
(Oh no) Any mountain
(Oh no) You don't have to move
(Oh no) You don't have to see
(Oh no) You don't have to know
Yeahhh, oh just remember
(Oh oh oh)
(Keep the faith, Keep the faith)
Ohhh (Keep the faith)
Keep the faith, yeah yeah yeah
When you're still searchin'
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
You've gotta just believe
And remember, remember to keep the faith
(Keep the faith, keep the faith, keep the faith)
Yeah, just believe, just believe
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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A wizard cannot do everything; a fact most magicians are reticent to admit, let alone discuss with prospective clients. Still, the fact remains that there are certain objects, and people, that are, for one reason or another, completely immune to any direct magical spell. It is for this group of beings that the magician learns the subtleties of using indirect spells. It also does no harm, in dealing with these matters, to carry a large club near your person at all times.
in The Teachings of Ebenezum
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Reaping Rewards By Hoping
Hope gives a strong long rope
And ties faith so as not to elope
And widely extends the scope
Using hope surely one can cope
Hope does rejuvenation
Promoting jubilation
Giving mind ventilation
Stopping soul's vacillation
Hope is a healing spark
Helping us earn top mark
Peace for you it will earmark
Making optimistic your remark
Hope brings proper ties
Removing fear which dies
In hope alone future lies
For success hope is the price
A hoping soul is a sure winner
Hopeless mind grows thinner
Hope in a highly positive manner
Augments the mind of a planner
If hope is lost
Doom will be fast
Only gloom will last
Sad will be the past
Hope keeps faith alive
Faith makes one survive
Hope has the power to revive
Hope to mind, do not deprive
Hope is a dashing magician
Brain's chief technician
Hope is a skillful logician
Who can outsmart a politician
With hope, everything we own
Without hope, thorns are grown
Wherever hope is shown
There only bliss will crown
God and hope form a group
To help all they happily stoop
If a soul joins their troupe
It will never at all be in a soup.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
The magician and the politician have much in common: they both have to draw our attention away from what they are really doing.
She Is Trapped In His Magig Spell
He is a magician
And she is trapped
In his magic spell
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Magician
Trying to make
something
out of nothing
I, the magician
crash and burn.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Oh Where, Oh Where is the Family Physician
Whatever happened
To the family physician?
His genial compassionate
Demeanour had a placebo effect,
And you felt at ease
In his presence.
You were half cured
By his kind words.
He could diagnose
By studying your pulse.
He really had the
Touch of a magician.
Now there is
A specialist for every part
Of your anatomy.
When unwell
You go to see him.
Without looking you
In the eye,
He will ask you
What brings you by?
In a tone
Devoid of emotion,
Says we’ll investigate
And do some tests.
When you are done
And armed with a file
Go back and wait for your turn.
Feeling tense and fragile.
After going through your file,
He looks at you with disdain in his eyes.
Everything is fine,
It’s just in your mind.
And scribbles
A prescription in his illegible hand
For sedatives,
And advice to make life style changes.
Exasperated
You look for alternatives.
I suspect even if they have a clue,
It’s a simple case of flu,
They send you for tests
As they get handsome cuts from labs.
Oh where, oh where
Is the family physician,
He didn’t send you
For invasive tests,
And several opinions
He really had
The touch of a magician.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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These Are The Days
These are the days of the endless summer
These are the days, the time is now
There is no past, theres only future
Theres only here, theres only now
Oh your smiling face, your gracious presence
The fires of spring are kindling bright
Oh the radiant heart and the song of glory
Crying freedom in the night
These are the days by the sparkling river
His timely grace and our treasured find
This is the love of the one magician
Turned the water into wine
These are days of the endless dancing and the
Long walks on the summer night
These are the days of the true romancing
When Im holding you oh, so tight
These are the days by the sparkling river
His timely grace and our treasured find
This is the love of the one great magician
Turned water into wine
These are the days now that we must savour
And we must enjoy as we can
These are the days that will last forever
Youve got to hold them in your heart.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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