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Ode to Friendship

This is a special ode to friendship
whispers of urgent telegraphic message
running through the membership
dormant friends given the delet passage
lack the ethos of apt consistency
a few real friends are always contributing
their smiles interest the tendency
not shaky, not silent but always inviting

why do you see my COF and whistle
“Boy! Nice pretty chicks you got smiling there
his only chick slept and on a trestle
I smiled at him, “these are real cool friends here
I trim, water them, always nurture
I must only plant a few flowers I well care for
so that their fresh smells give pleasure
he wept “yours smell sweet, mine like camphor

stop crying Boy! Go back to your garden
trim your flowers, reduce their size take just a few
nurture them well your heart must gladden
to see them flourish well and smell sweet in the dew
the lovely flowers in my COF you do envy
I always pray for, care for, feel for, water with love
tender devotion makes the task less heavy
the gentle breeze cools, so is the smiling sun above

poem by Dela Bobobee
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My world is beautiful!

My world is beautiful,
My worlds are beautiful,
Always it will,
Life is full of Nature's bounties
My sweet mother caress and
cares me,
Me and my friends, We look beautiful with what she
gave us,
We make our world happy and
beautiful,
Not worrying,
what she didn't give! I and my friends play hide and
seek,
Colourful butterfly,
Hide behind Flowers,
How thrilling to find these flying
flowers, butterflies dancing to my Heart's silent song! Flowers filling perfume to air,
Adding colours to life,
Shining Sun make them bright,
Lonesome dove sings at dawn,
Goodmorning dear,
Wake up and look at the world, sailing clouds say,
' have a nice day'
Gentle breeze keeping us cool,
Plants swing to my silent song! Flowers smiling in my lap,
Filling my heart with joy,
Dove fly around me and sings in
ears,
Look at smiling innocent flowers,
They smile at you, Though you kill them,
Separating their mother,
Listen to silent cry of plants,
Silent mourning of butterflies,
Can't you mourn,
yes now I am mourning and my heart weeps at death of smiling
flowers! Taking oath in presence of my
friends,
'Never will I kill flowers '!
my days will be more happy and
nice,
With playful smile of flowers!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Pride And Ego

I hide this in my heart,
for a long time and,
people noticed it,
friends talked about it,
though they do not know,
what that is hidden anew,
I nurture it day by day,
strengthen it say by say,
people noticed it,
friends talked about it,
When they know about it,
I do not understand what is it,
I boast about me and
let my friends to flatter about me,
For the flattering that I get,
I boast about me and
let myself to flatter about them,
My friends know about it,
I know about them,
To survive in this world,
we have to scratch one another,
but the truth hidden in my safe,
can not be shunned always,
from the watchful eyes of my friends,
a word, an action or a scream,
may bring out all the goods,
and evils that is kept in my heart.
as the old meat decays and
emits the repelling odor or
the sweet fermented smell,
from the dried flowers.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Roni

The truth about a roni, shes a sweet little girl.
You can treat her right, real nice, and hold her tight.
Only tender ronies can give a special love
A special kind of love that makes you feel good inside.
If you believe in love and all that it can do for you
Give it a chance, girl, youll find romance.
And if you find a tender roni that is right for you
Make it official. give her your love.
My heart belongs to tender roni, shes my only love. shes my only love.
My only heart, baby. my heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love.
Shes my only love.
The truth about a roni, shes always on the phone
Talking to her homeboy, wishing they were home alone.
She sends you lovely letters with the smell of sweet perfume.
This is what a real tender roni likes to do for you.
And if you believe in love and all that it can do for you,
Give it a chance, girl, youll find romance.
And if you find a tender roni that is right for you
Make it official. give her your love, oh yeah.
My heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love. shes my only love.
My only heart. my heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love.
Shes my only love.
The truth about a roni, shes a sweet old girl
About the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world.
Shed make the toughest homeboy fall deep in love-
Said once youve had a roni, you would never give her up
Shes a special kind of girl that makes her daddy feel proud.
You know, the kind of girl that stands out in crowds.
Found a tender roni and the roni is so right.
I think Im gonna love her for the rest of my life.
And if you believe in love and all that it can do for you.
And if you ffind a tender roni thta is right for you.
Make it official. giver her your love, oh yeah.
My heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only lover. shes my only love.
My heart, oh yeah. my heart belongs to tender roni. shes my only love.
Shes my only love.
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song performed by by New Edition
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My Garden

Silent, dark and cold I am
To the outside that knows not
The glow within my shell
Trembling with a secret
And the immortal self,
My interior self...

I spill over sometimes
Or leave gate ajar
And feel you peeping in
To my world-less garden
Where I keep my flowers
In vast array and alive...

I water them far and wide
As often as I like,
The smell and feel of them
Refresh my heart and mind
With joy and pleasure
That 's always genuine...

Here lives the beating heart,
Scented with emotion
That breathes the freshest air
With tender persuasion,
The flowers bloom most fair,
Peacefully and delicately...

Everything seemed to be
Magically arranged,
The flowers enjoying
The refreshing dew
And the bright day
Making itself be felt
But something is missing:
The smile and presence of you
To make the whole day
Complete and pleasing!

poem by Romeo Della Valle
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In The Flower Garden

In the flower garden
The flowers are pink and white
The sky is blue
And it drags along the clouds of white

Friends of mine are waiting for me
Friends of mine are waiting to give me information
and advice

After receiving careful words from my friends
I continue on my way through the flower garden

In the flower garden
I spy my animal friends
A lizard and a bee
Both willing to help me
Either by running along the ground
Flying in the air
Or climbing a tree
Both are willing to help me get to safety
Both are willing to help me to survive
With all the obstacles, snakes, and evil seeds
around

After besting all the enemies
My animal friends and I reach the end of the
flower garden
They've done their job
And for that I'm grateful

I wish my animal friends well
Offering them a warm goodbye
As they make their way back to the flower garden
And leave me to continue on my adventure

poem by Justin Gildow
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[My Little Green Plant]

I have a plant in my house.
Not a tree a shrub ore a shrew.
But a plant.
It's green and red and sparkle blue.
Healthy clean and sticky like glue.
Bold beautifully and fragrant to.
My little green plant, how I love you.

I love my plant all stretched out high.
When it's flowers open it reveals a surprise
Just imagine it as you close you're eyes.
My little green plant, always on my mind.

My plant is thirsty it needs special care.
Nutrients and light, without it would die.
Like a child growing up ill always be there.
12 weeks to grow, and not a care.
3 feed tall and producing air.
My little green plant with little red hairs.

The time has come that I must say good by,
my little green plant has grown up right.
I'll trim it nice and hold on tight,
my little green plant makes me happiest tonight.
I'll sow the seed and sign the deed,
my little green plants one hell of a weed.

Come on now people get your minds out of the gutter..... I'm just talking about sage! :)

poem by Seth Morrow
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song performed by by New Edition
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Dream

i saw a dream
with flowers in the garden
with the breeze in a sudden
with the birds singing
with the bees beeeng

i saw a dream
with a beautiful life
having a adorable wife
with a sweet face
in a sensitive case

i saw a dream
a friend was there
still is here
a sweet sister was there
with a caring hand over my hair

i saw a dream
with beautiful thoughts
with a lots of hope
was happy bcoz i have friends
and a sister more than friends

i saw a dream
of complete life
became so much happy
but i forgot its just a dream
will over as soon as i am waking

i saw a dream
is it my fault?
i thought everything mine
but they were in my dream
they were always far from mine

its just a dream
which is now over
i am still here
the stupid innocent flower

the dream is over
nomore bees are there
no breeze is there
no birds are there

the dream is over
i am stunned again
i am alone
noone is here
just me and my lonlyness is here

the dream is over
the relationship is also over
the caring is just now flirting
and the sweet words are now paining

the dream is over
now feeling the truth
the smiling tooth
the sweet thoughts and
the emotional crafts

the dream is over
it was not mine
bcoz i was just a guest there
played some bad innings
and left losing the heart in stead of earning

the dream is over
i am thankful to my friends and sister
now i am over
seeing the tomorrow
planning for the future
hoping not to be a creature
living here and there

dream is over

poem by Rajnish Jena
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A Note That You Must Read When You Wake Up

before i embark on another trip today
i depart from the usual

silence, there is something inside me that wants
to

say something, like a note that i have written last night
which i put

inside my pocket and if by chance my tongue cannot get away
from its sealed

lips, i may just take that note and put it beside your table while
you are

still asleep, and if i had to, if i shall not forget, I'll put
a rose beside it,

the one that i pick from your garden, still fresh with dew on its
petals,

it is like, i only give what i take from you, a rose from your garden,
and a note from me, that despite all those stormy days,

i think, and this you must treasure like all the flowers that grow
in your garden, that which you water and nurture,

that it is my fault, that even if you cannot forgive me,
as i pack my bag, to give your flowers more space, and for you to be at peace, i, too, shall take a deep breath, saying

i still love you.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Carnations in the garden

There are carnations in the garden
in colours of ruby red,
pure white and blossom pink
and some pink with deep purple inside
and others purple-blue.

I smell the sweet fresh flowers
and look at colours
hue as if by magic
into each other.

Some grow in flowering pots,
some are planted in flowerbeds,
others even in the rock garden

and the flowers at places are mixed
to catch the eye
and everywhere there’s care
and a lot of love
that went into the tending of it.

poem by Gert Strydom
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In Beautiful Garden

Love blossoms in beautiful garden
Flowers boom in colorful shape even
Some fully spread and some just coming out
This is how the life brings change about

Do the flowers need any show?
Do they need some support to grow?
Not at all as it is natural change
It has taken place with the emergence of age

Flowers have natural tendency to attract
It is argument supported by fact
Whether you like or dislike, it can’t be denied
The real fact remains to be seen and can’t be lied

Flowers too need good environment
Lovely people to look at with nice comments
If nature does not find its lovers
Its importance will not be lost however

It has direct relation with good music
What ever seen and observed is accepted as basic
Think of cool breeze in early morning with bird’s voice
You may definitely dislike the little disturbing noise

It makes you to sink over lost opportunities
There is enough of time to think over its futilities
But some changes are always welcome
They are certain and bound to come

In life you may need partner
It has to happen sooner or later
If that is synchronized to the tune
Life will become sweet with fortune

Garden may look barren without flowers
Land may look deserted without rain showers
It is natural blessings that you got to respond
Your wish and goal definitely corresponds

Life has to be challenging with enterprise
It must move on even with surprises
How a flower can be looked with out fragrance?
Life too will be looked without charm without its presence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Sweet Comparison Between Flowers And Us

Flowers blossom in the sunlight,
As we all need sunlight to blossom
too.

Flowers love a good shower of
cool and refreshing water,
Like we all need a refreshing
shower too.

Flowers are cheerful when music
plays that beautiful song,
In the same way that favorite
song cheers us up.

The breeze of the wind gives us
that breath of life,
Flowers are filled with the
breath of life,
That the breeze provides.

Delicate flowers lose their petals
in need of nourishment,
Just like we lose a strand of hair
that needs to be nourished to grow
back again.

A good night's sleep help us to feel
refreshed,
Flowers need a good night's sleep
to feel refreshed and to blossom
beautifully.

A sweet comparison between flowers
and us,
Knowing how we are very much alike,
It makes a beautiful story.

poem by Derek James
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A Flower's Fragrance Declare The World

In friendship's fragrant garden
The flower is the poetry of reproduction.
None can have a healthy love for flowers
unless he loves the wild ones.

Everything has been thought of before
but the difficulty is to think of it again.
In the hope of reaching the moon
men fail to see the flowers

And it's my faith, that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
flowers are our constant friends.
The gardens that make us happiest flourish
A flower's fragrance declares to all the world

poem by Ezna Stephna
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It Was Good Then

I go back to my childhood
And images come flying at me
These water color memories
That have faded to a certain extent
With the passage of time
Fade no more
But become no brighter.

I remember things in
Sunshine yellows
And frosty blues
Minty greens
And lavender hues.

I remember smells.
Is it even possible to remember
Smell?
But, I swear I do.

Days had their own smell
Skin had its own smell
Sticky with sweat
From playing outside at high noon.
The grass, flowers, and air
Were scented.
By some far away perfume
Carried from place to place.

I remember the feel of grass
Between my bare toes.

I remember laughter.

I remember the gnarled trunk of
A tree under my hands and
Shoeless feet
When I climbed all the way to the top
And was not afraid to look or
Climb down.

I remember being a gypsy child
Going from place to place
Town to town
Without fear.

I remember making friends
I remember innocence..

I remember
Security,
Something I have forgotten since.

I remember
Childhood
Water color memories.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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Slow down, smell the Roses

Whoa! Friends, slow down a bit, smell the roses
And appreciate your situations.
We can’t lose sight what’s under our noses
If we do, we invite our frustrations.
Who needs that god-awful discouragement?
Not you or me, so look for the flowers,
They are there. Look around; follow the scent.
But don’t look in other people’s bowers
You have plenty more in your own backyard.
Now take a whiff and thank your lucky stars
For these gifts, you have earned this high regard.
That’s right my friends, give yourselves a cigar.
Over the years we sowed what we reaped
Its harvest time now, the roses smell sweet.

poem by Albert Ahearn
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Conspicuous by its Absence

While tending to the garden one balmy November,
Helping my mother wash the leaves of the dust,
And gently cut off the dead branches and flowers,
Spraying the ones still seeming bright and robust…

She picked some reeds lying by her side,
Puzzled, I asked what are these for mother.
They are for the infants of the garden my child,
They need support to grow and are called climbers.

Sweet pea is one garden flower of such a family,
So I am going to use these reeds to make a trellis.
By January, despite chill the flowers will be smiling gaily,
Soft hues, translucent, capricious and sweet scented...

They are really my favourite as they have no flamboyance,
Growing them is like meditation and needs a lot of patience.
Now, in gardens, they are conspicuous by their absence,
Perhaps because we like things with zero maintenance...

To thrive, plants or relationships need love and nurture
No wonder, they wilt and have an uncertain future....

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Flowers

(orbison/dees)
When I was a boy I ran among the flowers
Looking left and right at the bright array
I played through the spring, whiled away the hours
Lingered with the flowers every day
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way
When the summer ends and the storms of life are over
When the winter comes and the petals fall away
They may write it on my stone, he was just a roller
But he stopped to pick some flowers along the way
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, picked some flowers, along the way

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Good Friendship

In friendship lies, life’s beauty prime –
A bond that stands the test of time,
And withstands every change of clime.

Good friendship makes life worth living;
Than taking, life is in giving –
The crux of friendship, worth telling!

Our earthly life would be a bore,
Without good friendship at its core:
That takes each person to the fore!

Though parents care for their children,
And relatives for kith and kin,
Yet, friends usher on earth, heaven!

Happy the ones, who have good friends!
Their worries in life, almost ends:
In need, good friend always attends.

And without friends, life could be sad,
And make all events, pretty bad,
And turn some persons, almost mad!

Good friends are rarely found in life,
And help you timely in your strife –
Some turning husband or your wife!

Nurture good friendship if you can;
Essential are friends good, man:
Those add spice to your earth’s life-span.

poem by John Celes
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Flowers Galore

Are there not flowers like the rose,
Those look prettier and smell better?
Yet, people do not prefer them,
Nor nurture them in tonnes for use.

Are there not flowers in the wild,
With gorgeous looks and perfumes great,
Whose birth is known to herds that graze?
God only knows why they are there!

Are there not flowers hidden well,
In forests deep and dense and dark,
But are found rarely like orchids,
Those look so splendid to the eye?

Are there not flowers raised in fields
Or found in meadows, lawns so green,
And sold as garlands for deities,
Or strewn on tombs and cemeteries?

And yet, some cannot even bud
Or blossom into flowers big;
While some get trampled under feet,
A few adorn altars of God!

Galore are flowers that we see,
Whose hues, shapes, sizes vary much;
God makes each petal, leaf and bud
With beauty that no words can tell.

Each one bears witness to God’s pow’r,
And smiles with freshness with each shower;
Each one is beautiful a flow’r;
And decks the planet earth’s bower!

poem by John Celes
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In Beautiful Garden

A Sweet Comparison Between Flowers And Us

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