Romantic Poet And Memory Of Magic Realism - Wael Moreicheh
ROMANTIC POET AND MEMORY OF MAGIC REALISM
life still fact of dream small village
in unfinished seas a sailor can not visit the land
or say can god of souls stopped death for ever
magic realism our story
through broken economic'my economic under zero hours '
as peace in middle east
poem by Wael Moreicheh
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Daggers In The Eyes
Some people
I saw
Some daggers in their eyes
A constant gaze
The gaze about to kill me
Or provoke me
To an extent
That I do something
To turn the daggers away
Aimed at me
The whole bunch of people
And their common intent
Having daggers in their eyes
Unleashed
And in control of a spirit
A calm effect was needed
And after a night
The spirit had gone
Like a virus
And slowly
Softness retuning to the eyes
Of those people
Some evil averted
Or magic of the village
In a reality that was
Though not palpable
But for the spirit
Harsh
And my experiment with magic realism
So the realism was
Subjected to magic
With a long line
And a time span
But I knew what it was
Instead
The daggers were pulled down
Softness returning
Experimenting with magic realism
And some demons of love
Some vital interests
And the dark side of the feminine
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Strange Magic
Youre sailing softly through the sun
In a broken stone age dawn.
You fly so high.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Youre walking meadows in my mind,
Making waves across my time,
Oh no, oh no.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Oh, Im never gonna be the same again,
Now Ive seen the way its got to end,
Sweet dream, sweet dream.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Its magic, its magic, its magic.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic,
You know I got a strange magic,
Yeah, I got a strange magic,
Oo-o-o-oo, strange magic. (fade)
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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LOVE without love - WAEL MOREICHEH
love love love without love but love
love in midnight love in any time or place without any place
love through light and heart of the nymphs of the sea
love and some of realism also existence
love and storm of leaves with papers of love
love in bed of love who need more divine lady
love dreams through love
FOR Love from UNITED LANDS
.......... LOVELY song
from the seas OF passionate love TO THE PACIFIC OCEAN
and LOVE WITH BROKEN HEART
can say take my heart
for sonata SUN LIGHT
FROM......... dream land
TO MY life are not poor OR RICHNESS WITH COLOSSAL
an ODE
enough AND OUT..........liquefaction
not rich enough not poor enough
LOVE like LOVE
out of OUR wreck economic.......without rest?
Psychological - War
yet only I CAN`T love more
are my love can stay for MY LOVELY LADY
by providence
WHO FEEL BY
MODERN AGES AND STONE AGE IN FOG OF POETRY
AND ' BED OF SEAS '
BED
OF
LOVELY
TIME?
WHAT`S.......... FROM TEN YEARS AND
PEACE COME WITH THE DREAM milky way
BEFORE ANY SONG
ARE YOUR BEING FOR
LOVE FOR EVER? ?
BEING OF LOVE
WAEL MOREICHEH
poem by Wael Moreicheh
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dance On The Brim Of The World - Wael Moreicheh
LONDON and the wood pigeon in the station of air port
LOVELY PEOPLE IN LONDON AS
LOFTY HISTORY? ?
CAN NOT TELL ME? ?
THE CITY OF LONELY LOVE and unfinished love
THE BLOOD OF HALF HUMANITY
BEFORE FOUR CENTURY '
DREAMER POEMS
THAT`S REVELATION LOVE SO
'TH` EXPENSE OF SPIRIT IN A WASTE
SHAME
IS LUST IN ACTION AND TILL
ACTION LUST ' AS IMMORTAL POET SAYS
WHY ALL MEDITATION end when sailing in the south seas
HAVE MIRACLE OF THE VIRGIN-BIRTH
AND UXORIOUS OXFORD`S STUDENT ALSO I AND ME AND MY
WITH GREEKS MYTHOLOGY AND MUZZIEST POEMS
ALSO' TRAFALGAR BATTLE'
BESIDE OCEAN OF PEACE-LOST
LYCIDAS AT DEATH DOOR OF CRITICAL COMPRESSION
OF ZERO POINT FOR our CIVILIZATION
TO SOULS OF TEN DOWNING STREET......and
PRIME OF APRIL AND PRIME OF THE MARE
IN OUR EXISTENTIALISM WAYS OF VANDAL.. horde
AND DELL OF ' SARTRE ON LONDON BLOG '
WHO SARTRE TO ENGLISH POEMS? ?
CAN LORD OF A TIGER LET ME
INSPIRE BY REALISM OF LADY PETALS ON
FLOWER`S LOVE
TO DREAM INTO DREAM? ?
- NEXT FACT OF THE ARTS
WAEL MOREICHEH
poem by Wael Moreicheh
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I Know That Its Magic
Im amazed at things you, you do it all with ease
I smile while everything you do, drives me to my knees
cos I know that its magic, and I know that its magic
Yes, I know that its magic, in everything you try to do
Many times I see ahead, Ill have to make a stand
Maybe I can call on you, I know youd understand
cos I know that its magic, and I know that its magic
Yes, I know that its magic, in everything you try to do
cos I know that its magic, and I know that its magic
Yes, I know that its magic, in everything you try to do
cos I know that its magic, and I know that its magic
Yes, I know that its magic, and I know that its magic
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Some of the poetic writers who insert passages of realism in their texts have no underlying philosophy to uphold them, and revert to realism.
quote by Marguerite Young
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We've Got The Magic
All I need is a place in my heart
To keep me happy 'til the day I die
All I want is a place in my soul
To reach up far and touch the sky
It's magic
We've got the smile that'll make you laugh (ha)
A special way to show you it's real
Some people think it's a touch of class
But you know it's just the way we feel
It's magic
We've got the magic, deep in our souls
We've got the magic, to play rock-n-roll
We've got the magic, to never grow old
Can't you hear the sound, in the air
Can't wait to show this magic inside
Gonna bust out and spread it wide
Can't you hear what we're trying to say
Feeling's gettin' stronger everyday
It's magic
We've got the magic, deep in our souls
We've got the magic, to play rock-n-roll
We've got the magic, to never grow old
Can't you hear the sound, in the air (whoa yeah)
We've got the magic, deep in our souls (yeah)
We've got the magic, to play rock-n-roll
We've got the magic, we'll never grow old
We've got the magic
We've got the magic
We've got the magic
You've got the magic
So take it on home
We've got the magic, deep in our souls
We've got the magic, to play rock-n-roll
We've got the magic, it's magic, magic (whoa-oh)
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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You Have Cast Your Spell...
Is It Magic?
I know not why I love.
Have you cast your spell of magic,
that makes this so?
I have taken to notice, the magic
that is life. Is that you? Is it
your magic that makes me so aware?
You are part of my entire being.
Is this also, your magic at work?
There's a song in my heart, and a
spring in my step. Is it magic?
Is it love? Magic? Love? Both?
When apart I feel a loss. Is
it your magic, that compels me
to miss you so?
The Magic of your kiss. The Magic of
your voice. The Magic of your touch.
If it is magic, I am completely
and willing, under your spell.
Can I live but a day, without the
love of your magic? No. Not
a day, or a minute, or one second
for all eternity.
I have never felt this way before.
Nor will I ever again, without
the cloak of your magic.
You are, and always will be,
My Magic Lady.
Yes...yes, most will say it is
love. Love perhaps.
Magic? Definitely.
It's Love! Magic!
Is It Magic?
I know not why I love.
Have you cast your spell of magic,
that makes this so?
I have taken to notice, the magic
that is life. Is that you? Is it
your magic that makes me so aware?
You are part of my entire being.
Is this also, your magic at work?
There's a song in my heart, and a
spring in my step. Is it magic?
Is it love? Magic? Love? Both?
When apart I feel a loss. Is
it your magic, that compels me
to miss you so?
The Magic of your kiss. The Magic of
your voice. The Magic of your touch.
If it is magic, I am completely
and willing, under your spell.
Can I live but a day, without the
love of your magic? No. Not
a day, or a minute, or one second
for all eternity.
I have never felt this way before.
Nor will I ever again, without
the cloak of your magic.
You are, and always will be,
My Magic Lady.
Yes...yes, most will say it is
love. Love perhaps.
Magic? Definitely.
It's Love! Magic!
Is It Magic?
I know not why I love.
Have you cast your spell of magic,
that makes this so?
I have taken to notice, the magic
that is life. Is that you? Is it
your magic that makes me so aware?
You are part of my entire being.
Is this also, your magic at work?
There's a song in my heart, and a
spring in my step. Is it magic?
Is it love? Magic? Love? Both?
When apart I feel a loss. Is
it your magic, that compels me
to miss you so?
The Magic of your kiss. The Magic of
your voice. The Magic of your touch.
If it is magic, I am completely
and willing, under your spell.
Can I live but a day, without the
love of your magic? No. Not
a day, or a minute, or one second
for all eternity.
I have never felt this way before.
Nor will I ever again, without
the cloak of your magic.
You are, and always will be,
My Magic Lady.
Yes...yes, most will say it is
love. Love perhaps.
Magic? Definitely.
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Magic Is In You
Magic is in your skin I want to be in
Magic is in your eyes for you the perfect size
Magic is in everything you wear down you your underwear’s
Magic is in your touch I want you so much
Magic is in your voice that makes me loose all choice
Magic is in your look for you have me open like a book
Magic is in your lips right down to you hips
Magic is in your kiss that I do miss
Magic is in the air when you are there
Magic is in your hair for you do care
Magic is in your being for you are worth seeing
Magic is in your nose right down to your toes
Magic is in your quirkiness for you are happiness
Magic is in your walk and the way you talk
Magic is in your style and that beautiful profile
Magic is in your laughter for I’ll stay ever after
Magic is in your cheek for you make me weak
Magic is in your arms that hold me tight makes me feel all right
Magic is in your face so sweet you’re good enough to eat
Magic is in your smile for you I’d walk more than a mile
Magic is in your arms to hold that chases away the cold
Magic is in your kindness for you have taken away my sadness
Magic is in your romance for you have given me a second chance
Magic is in your bosom felt I melt
Magic is in everything you say that makes my day
Magic is in everything and everywhere because you are there
Magic is in everything for the joy you bring
Magic is in everything come what may for in your life I’ll stay
Magic is in everything for sure for you are the one I adore
Magic is in everything you do for I love you
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Magic Realism is not new. The label's new, the specific Latin American form of it is new, its modern popularity is new, but it's been around as long as literature has been around.
quote by Terri Windling
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Magic Evening
Magic evening
Thru night and waves
Mirror gleam living
In a heart that craves
Yesterday was ambiance
Now is something more
In aquatic acquaintance
To the vast shore
Magic glowing
Dream of red yellow
On heaven showing
Moments saying hello
Sea of exotic song
Dream to set sail
Romantic heart to long
In its sodden trail
Magic of sky
Thru the ember ocean
As its time goes by
With its full emotion
Love of possibilities
Morning that shall bring
Blue drifting seas
As dawn again will sing
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Is It Magic?
I know not why I love.
Have you cast your spell of magic,
that makes this so?
I have taken to notice, the magic
that is life. Is that you? Is it
your magic that makes me so aware?
You are part of my entire being.
Is this also, your magic at work?
There's a song in my heart, and a
spring in my step. Is it magic?
Is it love? Magic? Love? Both?
When apart I feel a loss. Is
it your magic, that compels me
to miss you so?
The Magic of your kiss. The Magic of
your voice. The Magic of your touch.
If it is magic, I am completely
and willing, under your spell.
Can I live but a day, without the
love of your magic? No. Not
a day, or a minute, or one second
for all eternity.
I have never felt this way before.
Nor will I ever again, without
the cloak of your magic.
You are, and always will be,
My Magic Lady.
Yes...yes, most will say it is
love. Love perhaps.
Magic? Definitely.
Hawthorne has given us a tradition that some people refer to as Yankee Magic Realism, and I do think there is a certain quality to the landscape that definitely leads into the dark woods.
quote by Alice Hoffman
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My mother learned that she was carrying me at about the same time the Second World War was declared; with the family talent for magic realism, she once told me she had been to the doctor's on the very day.
quote by Angela Carter
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Magic? Love? Both?
Why do I love you? I love you
because...you...are you.
I know not why I love.
Have you cast your spell of magic,
that makes this so?
I have taken to notice, the magic
that is life. Is that you? Is it
your magic that makes me so aware?
You are part of my entire being.
Is this also, your magic at work?
There's a song in my heart, and a
spring in my step. Is it magic?
Is it love? Magic? Love? Both?
When apart I feel a loss. Is
it your magic, that compels me
to miss you so?
The Magic of your kiss. The Magic of
your voice. The Magic of your touch.
If it is magic, I am completely
and willing, under your spell.
Can I live but a day, without the
love of your magic? No. Not
a day, or a minute, or one second
for all eternity.
I have never felt this way before.
Nor will I ever again without
the cloak of your magic.
You are, and always will be,
My Magic Lady.
Yes...yes, most will say it is
love. Love perhaps.
Magic? Definitely!
There is one thing the photograph must contain, the humanity of the moment. This kind of photography is realism. But realism is not enough - there has to be vision, and the two together can make a good photograph.
quote by Robert Frank
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I Was Made To Love Magic
I was born to love no one
No one to love me
Only the wind in the long green grass
The frost in a broken tree.
I was made to love magic
All its wonder to know
But you all lost that magic
Many many years ago.
I was born to use my eyes
Dream with the sun and the skies
To float away in a lifelong song
In the mist where melody flies.
I was made to love magic...
I was born to sail away
Into a land of forever
Not to be tied to an old stone grave
In your land of never.
I was made to love magic...
song performed by by Nick Drake
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Magic Bus
Every day I get in the queue (too much, magic bus)
To get on the bus that takes me to you (too much, magic bus)
Im so nervous, I just sit and smile (too much, magic bus)
You house is only another mile (too much, magic bus)
Thank you, driver, for getting me here (too much, magic bus)
Youll be an inspector, have no fear (too much, magic bus)
I dont want to cause no fuss (too much, magic bus)
But can I buy your magic bus? (too much, magic bus)
Nooooooooo!
I dont care how much I pay (too much, magic bus)
I wanna drive my bus to my baby each day (too much, magic bus)
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it ... (you cant have it!)
Thruppence and sixpence every day
Just to drive to my baby
Thruppence and sixpence each day
cause I drive my baby every way
Magic bus, magic bus, magic bus ...
I said, now Ive got my magic bus (too much, magic bus)
I said, now Ive got my magic bus (too much, magic bus)
I drive my baby every way (too much, magic bus)
Each time I go a different way (too much, magic bus)
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it ...
Every day youll see the dust (too much, magic bus)
As I drive my baby in my magic bus (too much, magic bus)
song performed by by Who
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