The soul and the name
While a ball is laughing with fire rays,
The soul can't sleep quiet.
But I was named by God in the other way,
It is the sea name, of sea kind!
In waltz rounding, with a tender sigh
I can't forget the melancholy sight.
And God presented me the dreams another:
The sea dreams, of sea kind!
The hall is singing, luring with fires,
Singing and calling with the sparkles.
But God has given me the soul other:
It is the sea soul, of sea kind!
poem by Marina Tsvetaeva (1911), translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Crown Of Thorns
You ever heard the story
of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
I been talkin' to my alter
Says life is what you make it
And if you make it death well then rest
your soul away
Away away yeah
It's a broken kind of feeling
She'd have to tie me to the ceiling
A bad moon's a comin'
better say your prayers
I wanna tell you that I love you
But does it really matter?
I just can't stand to see you dragging down.
Again, again, again.
So I'm singing
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves you alone
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind and leaves me alone
I used to treat you like a lady
Now you're a substitute teacher
This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man some money
so I'm turnin over honey
Oh Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time.
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone
This is my kinda love
It's a crown of thorns
It's the kind that
It's the kind that leaves me alone
Like a crown of thorns
So know who you know.
So don't burn your bridges cause
someday, yeah
Start singing
This is my kinda love
It's the kind that moves on
It's the kind that leaves me alone
This is my kinda love
It's a crown of thorns
It's the kind that leaves me alone
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Soul Singing
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson
Ive been down
Cascading and blue w/out a sound
Now Ive traded my black feathers for a crown
So feed me milk & honey
Lay me down
Lay me down
Look around
Show me holy places not yet found
Lets disappear and well hide underground
Well get high and well feel safe & sound
It comes around arayayayound
Chorus:
You got my soul singing my soul singing
You got my soul singing my soul singing
You got my soul singing my soul singing
You got my soul singing my soul singing
Home bound
Tired of tired of running town to town
Tired of my heart turned upside down
Now my lifes a smile not a frown
The sound
The sound
Chorus
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Their Kind Of Words
AND I DON’T HAVE / THEIR KIND OF WORDS
And I don’t have
Their kind of words.
Keats, Hopkins, Stevens
Shakespeare, Dickinson.
I don’t have
Their kind
Of Poetry.
A higher deeper
More beautiful poetry-
I don’t have it.
I have simple words
And a tired old soul
And a love of God,
And a singing in the wilderness
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The constipation
Pity is a kind of love
That you must experience;
Doing so, you cleanse your soul.
Being true is a kind of love
That you must experience;
Doing so, you please your soul.
To part with is a kind of love
That you must experience;
Doing so, you ease your soul.
To earn, to gain and to count
Are things done with creed and pride
To fill and stuff the soul with.
The soul is the bowel, which’s full
When you’re in the pinnacle.
The bowl must ease out its contents.
Unless you pity, be true
And gift in the path of life,
Your soul has to constipate.
10.10.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A New Kind Of Fire
A new kind of fire, burning inside
Wonderful feelings, I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
Silent, sweet surrender
A broken heart remembers the first time
Last moments sweet and tender
Cold and dying embers when love dies
In the quiet of the mist
When two lovers kissed the very last time
But we're right here tonight
It's love at first sight and we're doing allright
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
Mexican morning, we danced until dawn
In the moonlight
In blue Acapulco, nobody that we know
Is just right
No thought of tomorrow
And sorrow is clear out of sight
But right here tonight
Love is allright
And we're lost in the light
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside
Wonderful feelings I just can't hide
Life is worth living
Love can inspire such a new kind of fire
A new kind of fire burning inside.......
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Secrets
Wake me up, im dreaming
i want you to know
its dangerous
to know everything
about my dreams
i want you to know
i want you to know
its dangerous
Hold me when im falling
im falling in love with a princess
the kind of the dreams
tries to catch me
im running away
i try to escape
into the next day
i tell all the secrets
i try to keep
when im dreaming
when i talk in my sleeps
The kind of dreams and nightmares
will hold me in his arms tonight
but hes just a fool
he cant catch my soul
he cant kill my soul
Wake me up, im dreaming
i try to escape, its dangerous
to be in my world
of dreams and nightmares
im running away
i try to escape
into the next day
song performed by by X-Perience
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Secrets
Wake me up, im dreaming
i want you to know
its dangerous
to know everything
about my dreams
i want you to know
i want you to know
its dangerous
Hold me when im falling
im falling in love with a princess
the kind of the dreams
tries to catch me
im running away
i try to escape
into the next day
i tell all the secrets
i try to keep
when im dreaming
when i talk in my sleeps
The kind of dreams and nightmares
will hold me in his arms tonight
but hes just a fool
he cant catch my soul
he cant kill my soul
Wake me up, im dreaming
i try to escape, its dangerous
to be in my world
of dreams and nightmares
im running away
i try to escape
into the next day
song performed by by X-Perience
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Only One Kind
3 days have elapsed
The tears have now dried
A kind and highly spirited man has gone!
It's better not to cry anymore;
Just better to hold him as high as that Spirit belonging will reach
Into your memory
Into your tight clutch
In your pint of plain
In your train of linking thoughts
It makes you see
That only one kind of remembrance
Is fit for Tucker
That kind should be as kind to his
Broad smile and the soft crack of his whipping humour
As one more immortal soul
A kind 'oul soul
Has retired his tendencies towards being
With one and all
In the heart of the nights
He gave to the one and the all
One man has gone
One more man has shone
And will shine again
In a very different light
(November 1991, Berlin. Elegy for a friend)
poem by Jinjah Man
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The Broken Soldier
The broken soldier sings and whistles day to dark;
He's but the remnant of a man, maimed and half-blind,
But the soul they could not harm goes singing like the lark,
Like the incarnate Joy that will not be confined.
The Lady at the Hall has given him a light task,
He works in the gardens as busy as a bee;
One hand is but a stump and his face a pitted mask;
The gay soul goes singing like a bird set free.
Whistling and singing like a linnet on wings;
The others stop to listen, leaning on the spade,
Whole men and comely, they fret at little things.
The soul of him's singing like a thrush in a glade.
Hither and thither, hopping, like Robin on the grass,
The soul in the broken man is beautiful and brave;
And while he weeds the pansies and the bright hours pass
The bird caught in the cage whistles its joyous stave.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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I am a seller, Arent you?
I am a seller
A seller of different kind
I sell my dreams
in lieu of better dreams
sometimes to 'time'
sometimes to 'fate'
And sometimes to 'reality'
I am a dream seller
Aren't you?
I am architect
an architect of different kind
I build my dreams
block by block
only to dismantle
sometimes because of 'time'
sometimes because of 'fate'
And sometimes because of 'reality'
I am arcitect
an architect of different kind
Aren't you?
I am a buyer
A buyer of different kind
I bargain for dreams
sometimes with 'time'
sometimes with 'fate'
And sometimes with 'reality'
I am buyer
A buyer of different kind
Aren't you?
Inspite of knowing
ultimately i will sell
I concieve dreams
Inspite of knowing
ultimately i will dismnatle
I build my dreams
Inspite of knowing
ultimately i will fail in bargainig
I bargain for my dreams
because
its better
to sell, dismantle or bargain for
my dreams
than end up
selling, dismaaintling or bargaining for
my soul
poem by Anjesh shekhar
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There Are Numerous Things That I Find
There are numerous things that I find,
on the atlas of your lovely body,
sometimes eddies with wandering deer,
deep valleys where tranquil waters flow
places of shelter where my ship can anchor
and also a storm tossed raging ocean
with in its blue goes to the depth of your soul
and dreams, silences and hopes and joys
I find with you and a kind of intimate trembling,
that yearns for a much deeper kind of contact
as if in our togetherness in pleasure we are dying
in tender touch, in bliss and in sweet tranquillity
we celebrate the life that pulses as we come together,
you open to me like morning glories waiting
upon the rays of the sun, with blessing of sudden heat.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Not That Kind Of Girl
Im not that kind of girl who thinks I can change the world
With just a simple twirl of my hair
Ill never break your heart, tear your soul apart
With just a simple spark from my stare
Wont go playing with your insides
Take your wallet for its big size
Wont be suckered in by those foolish games
1:
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Im not that of girl who think you can rule my world
With just a simple wave of your hand
So dont you push me down, or start to play around
Cause when you see me frown, just beware
Dont go playing with my insides
Tell me stories, tell me big lies
Wont be taken in by those silly games
Repeat 1
Come on, come on
Yo, tell me vc, what kind of girl are you?
Let me know
Im not the kind of girl to make you lose your mind
I wanna be the kind of girl youll never leave behind
Youre gonna take it, never fake it, you know youll see
That Im just the kind of girl I always wanted to be
Im not that kind of girl, Im not that kind of girl
Im not that kind of girl
I like your kind of girl, I like that kind of girl
I like your kind of girl
Im not that kind of girl
I like your kind of girl, I like all kinds of girls
I like your kind of girl
Im not that kind of girl
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Hey Kind Friend
Hey kind friend
I dont know when Ill see you again
On a ferry boat bound to victoria
Laying down to hide from the wind
Big dipper hangin over the city
You know everything now is different for me
And it aint no use in
Explainin the scenery
I said
Kind friend
Help me forget where I been
Kind friend
Remember who I am
I was too late in spokane
So I caught a ride through the cascade range
I saw the sun die in olympia
Running down on capital lake
Now I ask you for some relief
Its one true root that you bring to me
Its 3 am
And its good company
I said
Hey kind friend
Help me forget where I been
Hey kind friend
Help me remember who I am
Hey kind friend
Dont know if Im gonna see you again
Its okay friend
Its okay friend
(its so hard when they all have to face going away)
So Ill meet you in new orleans or Ill see you around
Cause I dont know if its worth coming down
Hey Im calling you
From a goldrush town
And I say
Hey kind friend
Help me forget where Ive been
Hey kind friend
Help me remember who I am
Hey kind friend
I dont know if Im gonna see you again
Its ok friend
Im ok friend
I said Im ok friend
Im ok friend
(see ya later)
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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A poem for someone special
A poem for someone special
~
She is all that is beautiful
to my heart and soul
she is beyond my dreams
my wildest expectations
she is the love I hold
in the quiet of the night
she is kind, loving
what more could I ask
but for her happiness
her health and smile
that I am there to share it
and witness such joy
how infectious it would be
that I too would smile
would laugh, dance, sing
she is all that is beautiful
to my heart and soul
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Melancholy Song
-believing that humans are made in the image of God
has its implications;
living life here, while looking There
brings about the most precarious, melancholy situations-
There's a sad song singing
In the soul of the wind,
And yet a joyful wind blowing
Through every soul's song.
It never stays
And it never goes,
Calling our hearts onward
To wherever it flows.
It's a song of sadness
And of good cheer,
A song of great warmth
And no small fear.
The song of the masses
And the song of one,
The sound of breaking darkness in the night
And the music of the rising sun.
It's the melancholy in me
And great joy,
It's the deep desire to stay
And yet homeward go.
I know this song
And the tears it brings,
I hear this song
Within my heart, where it sings.
It leaves me lonely
But, never alone,
For it's ever with me
Singing of a place, called Home.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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The Nun
So thy soul's meekness shrinks,
Too loth to show her face-
Why should she shun the world ?
It is a holy place.
Concealed to itself
If the flower kept its scent,
Of itself amorous,
Less rich its ornament.
Use-utmost in each kind-
Is beauty, truth in one,
While soul rays light to soul
In one God-linked sun.
poem by Isaac Rosenberg
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Angel Dust
They fall softly
Rain drops on petals
Soft wet blossom
Floating down
Wings of wind chime calling
Singing
memory and dreams scape
Dryads and sea nymph
Drift wood
And moonshine
footfall of roses
leaves a departure
fragments of love
points on an atlas
You carry your dreams
in your pocket
careful and carefree
Angel to ange
The sirens are singing
Drawn from the sea with a sigh
Calling you home with a dream
And after the taking of tea
There are no silver clouds in the sky
Softly the rain drops are falling
Washing the dreams from your eyes
poem by Yvette Smith
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Soul Please Understand
Soul, you must understand
how this body sleeps with you.
Soul, you must remember
it has separate manners with you.
Soul, learn the sensual pleasures
of this body, its twists and turns,
its crooked ways, its perverted ways,
its insatiability, even its evil ways,
Soul, you have all the patience,
when the body is rested before its
time is over, Soul, awaken it,
shake it, let it shed off its dusts
of errors, its stains of lusts,
wash it with fasting, and repentance
Soul, be wise, and kind enough to
save this Body, until it rusts and
to dust it shall return, and Soul
when you go up there, Forget.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Understand
Soul, you must understand
how this body sleeps with you.
Soul, you must remember
it has separate manners with you.
Soul, learn the sensual pleasures
of this body, its twists and turns,
its crooked ways, its perverted ways,
its insatiability, even its evil ways,
Soul, you have all the patience,
when the body is rested before its
time is over, Soul, awaken it,
shake it, let it shed off its dusts
of errors, its stains of lusts,
wash it with fasting, and repentance
Soul, be wise, and kind enough to
save this Body, until it rusts and
to dust it shall return, and Soul
when you go up there, Forget.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What kind of Man is this?
What kind of Man is this?
To embrace this world with a kiss
and show to us the love of God.
What kind of Man is this?
What kind of man is this?
That betrayed You with a kiss
the Son of Man he sent to die.
What kind of man is this?
How can a man do this?
To betray You with a kiss
and sell his soul for silver coins.
What kind of man is this?
What kind of world is mine?
That condemns this Man so fine
and nails Him to a cross of wood.
What kind of world is mine?
What kind of Man is He?
Who gave His life for me
upon that cross of Calvary.
What kind of Man is He?
What kind of man are you?
To do the things you do
and turn your back upon His love.
What kind of man are you?
What kind of man am I?
That I could watch Him die
and remain unmoved by His cry.
What kind of man am I?
Oh Lord I now can see
that You have died for me
and gave Your life a sacrifice
on the Cross of Calvary.
My Lord may I tell you this?
That I've been moved by Your kiss
and come to kneel before Your cross.
My Lord may I tell you this?
Forgive me Lord I cry
that for me You had to die.
It was the only way to save
such a sinful wretch as I.