International Military Music Festival
every tune the beat
of a nation's heart
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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International Military Music Festival
courage and patriotism
fire up every tune
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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International Military Music Festival
smart are the men
out of war
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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International Military Music Festival
our courage rises
with the beats
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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International Military Music Festival
so many songs, so many lives
lost and saved
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Music
Music is timeless
We sway to its beat
The slow the fast
Make us glow
With ecstasy
That powers to the beat
Rock and Roll
Classics
Pop and Blues
Jazz and Rap
Music no matter what the beat
Always sooths the soul
Love songs
Mowtown
Barbershop and Chorus
Each and ever tune
Makes us swoon to the tune
Those of us lucky
To have music in our souls
Are the ones that send melodies?
That lives forever in our souls
The sweet voices of angels
The rock of ages in bands
They are our escape
From our pinnacle dreams
poem by Kaila George
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Science is the search for truth - it is not a game in which one tries to beat his opponent, to do harm to others. We need to have the spirit of science in international affairs, to make the conduct of international affairs the effort to find t he right solution, the just solution of international problems, not the effort by each nation to get the better of other nations, to do harm to them when it is possible.
Linus Pauling in No More War!
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Catatonica
As our duet of love, a performance shown, is put upon display for vulgar eyes on the floor; the lights change with painted overlooks splashing their palette of watercolours over our moving bodies.
To the beat we dance, our tune a virgin, for the tune's beat that we dance to is no longer a mere dance away, our dance must fly with this tune in time with the tune's beat and in beat with our dance that we synced to this tune.
We tune our bodies in, tune them perfectly together with not just the beat and our dance, but with each other's minds and each other's hearts.
Within our thin, weak, skinny minds our thoughts think their own thoughts, deeper within our thought's tune and beat it dances inside a caved-in thought of the thinking tune's rhythmic beat timing itself to our dance.
Matching in the sky, our steps amaze, no tune can support us on its waves of notes and colons and no beat can out-beat us in it's own tragedy of percussion.
Our dance is a shaman of ritual love, packaged under the moon's eye for all to see and admire in its own tunefully-beating-dancing light.
We are going to dance forever, dance until there's no dance left in us, dance until our blood mixes with each others and our soul's diseases decay with one another's and we become the dance.
The tune we create in our minds is that of purity, no one will hear this tune except for us. Me and You.
The beats will never fade, no stamp stopped too sincerely, no stomp slacking too slowly.
We're going to dance, we're going to dance, we're going to dance. We're going to dance to our own beat, to our own tune, and to our own love.
poem by April Abigail
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The 2010 Port Fairy Music Festival
We are another year older and time is ticking on
And another Music Festival at Port Fairy has come and has gone
Great entertainment for young and for old and for those in their life's prime
And everyone there seemed to have a good time.
In the 2010 Port Fairy Festival some heavy showers of rain
And after an hour the sun shone out again
But this did not dampen the good fun and cheer
Of the Festival with such a great atmosphere.
In port Fairy close to the great City of Warrnambool
The weather it is mostly warm to cool
It is held on the Labor Day Weekend of the Fall
Where a good time is generally had by all.
It brings to people from far and near such great happiness
The 2010 Port Fairy Music Festival another great success
There's music in the festival arenas and music on the street
Where once a year lovers of music do meet.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Listen To Music
Listen to music
To change your mood
A fast beat
May make you shrewd
Listen to music
Just to relax
A melodious one
May freeze you as wax
Listen to music
Out of some passion
A slow beat
May keep you from tension
Listen to music
With a fresh cool breeze
A divine rythm
May keep you in peace
Listen to music
To keep doctors away
A classic tune
May keep your ail at bay
Listen to music
When your mind goes dull
A Rehman's composition
May cheer you up well
Listen to music
Just before you sleep
A bethoven's melody
May make your's deep
Listen to music
When your worries attack you
Then see those worries
Running out of view
Listen to music
When you turn as a angry hound
Your favourite beat
May cool you down
Listen to music
But when time says ''no''
Sing a song
And live so long
poem by Abinaya Saravanan
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Music is...
Music is...
Music is expression...
Music is freedom...
Music is the song of life...
Music is notes...
Music is noise...
Music is beat...
Music is relaxing...
Music is peace...
Music is loud...
Music is calm...
Music is meaningful...
Music is sound...
Music is heart...
Music is soul...
Music is mind...
Music is body...
Music is nature...
Music is language...
Music is the song of my life...
Music is everything...
Music is me...
Music is....
poem by Madeline anderson
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Heart Attack
The heart of our nation's had an attack.
Its beat has slowed right down.
No cardiac surgeon could ever fix
the problem that's brought it around
It' s been brewing for years like arrhythmia
with its on and off woes
that come and go with our nation throbbing
forgetting the promise of those
who told us we were the shining stars,
the land of the free and the brave.
While all along the heart of its people
becomes harder and harder to save.
The woes of this nation start from the top
where the money like blood circulates.
While the heart of our nation slowly bleeds
as the oil of the rich coagulates.
The middle class works the jobs that are left
and the poor are left in the cold.
The peacemakers of song and words they tell
are forgotten and lies are sold.
We are the surgeons who must fix the problem
or the heart of our nation will die,
never again to beat or breathe free.
Together we all must try.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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First Encounter - Sudirman Arshad
Sudirman
the air charged too with his spirit,
talent and optimism
as riveting as his songs
his personality and
laughter
Sudirman
for the man, laughters and songs
conquer all
Sudirman
his laughter too is
music to our ears
Sudirman
cutting across racial barrier
with laughter and songs
The late Sudirman reigned the Malaysian entertainment industry in the 80s and early 90s after he won a national talentime contest Bintang RTM organised by Malaysian television network RTM.
A graduate in law he had the nation enthralled with his riveting showmanship and songs that cut across racial barrier in English, Malay and even Chinese. He was also judged Asia's best entertainer in an Asian international music festival held in England in the 80s.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Music of the heart
Sometimes people events simply take their toil
We tire, get angry, and our blood can boil
The world tries hard to knock it out of you
But we need to keep faith and stay true
Listen to your heart soul, feel the music within
Feel share the music and its song it does sing
When others try to drag you in that bottomless hole
Stay true to your inner music and remain whole
Follow your heart soul’s tune to keep to the path
Don’t silence your music with anger and wrath
The earths music of life constantly us surrounds
Its rhythm beat is there, stop, listen to its sounds
Listen to your souls heart’s song its always near
Drink in the earth’s music, there’s nothing to fear
Don’t let others drown your music though they try
Stay true to your song, keep your music in the sky
Twenty-four Hours A Day
Arthur swanstrom / hanley
Like a little old fashioned music box
With just one tune to play
My heart keeps singin I love you
Twenty four hours a day
Like a little old fashioned music box
That skips a note or two
My heart keeps missin a heart beat
Singin its song about you
And although the song we know is old
Its still the sweetest story ever told
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Spin
Governments elected nobody votes
Politically correct isn't that a joke?
We censor music then give children guns
On CNN
Still fightin' to death over Jerusalem
Four letter disease still makes us run
Can't comprehend that you can die from Love
Can I start things over
And change your mind
Can I sing a melody
Press rewind
Can I move your feet make your heart skip a beat
Can a simple tune flow through you?
When the music feels like this
When you lose control you gotta go with it
Ten feet high
Flyin' above the sky
Your problems don't exist
When music feels like this
No money left in Africa
Starvin' to death
In Bosnia we close our eyes and hide a nation cries
And In the West
TV Possessed and weight obsessed
The media dissects
song performed by by Darren Hayes from Spin
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I remember in 1968 when we were in Cannes, in the festival, and we were supposed to be there 10 days, and the second day the festival collapsed because the French, you know, film-makers raised the red flag in the festival and ended the festival.
quote by Milos Forman
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Grandma Dances
It's not that I don't know how;
it's not that I don't know why;
it's just that you're leaving me
and it don't matter no how.
It's not just that love is lost
it's just that I have
a music call-
for me that's enough.
You and me were not
what we seemed.
It's not just that I was joy-prone
It's that I was never seen,
and won't be missed at all.
No one will pitch no fits
'cause I was nice as I was,
no impact
because in fact
it's not my face that's gone.
It's not my eyes or ears
It was my heart
took the purple shaft;
the full-on burning spear.
There was no purple scream
there was no muted call
parting musically too had beat
no problem,
no harm
no foul.
You never knew half-tones,
never got my melody,
and I
could never sing
your sad song
and faking it
didn't seem right to me.
Give me life's song book
give me a melody that's strong
I'll dance and pirouette
all the night long.
You never knew me;
never got my steps;
never never mind
the fault is mine
our rhythms just didn't click.
Now there was the old bebop
today there's the hippy hop;
but my style is live
my hand is jive
show me what you got.
My feet sweep
cross floors on heels,
happiness is just
the rhythm and the swing.
Get your self a tune
that carries the heart's beat
step along side someone
who can hear the music sweet.
Meld the tunes
lift the light,
sample happiness,
which is after all
music;
that no matter what
carries the tune
it is music true lovers
can always hear.
But if you get caught
with silence wrought
and you don't hear no beat
get yourself examified
you may be dead or dying,
or just plain unhappy.
So if you can hear me wailing
with words rhyme and meter
there's hope for you my friend
and coincidentally;
if I reach
the you that's there
and you catch the tune-
good,
that also means
my heart is live
I'm still jive
and both of us
still dancing—
right through
this old age single hood.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Where's the Music?
Can you hear the music's roar?
Can you feel the music's beat?
Can you read any ole musical score?
Can you clap your hands and stomp your feet?
Let the music lift you up and make you fly,
Let it envelop you and sing a sweet tune
As your thoughts are away, floating in the sky,
The music will not let the return any time soon.
But a life without music,
A life without song,
Is only when you choose it,
And my friend, that decision is wrong.
So open your soul and let the ballads in,
Because a life without music feels to me a sin.
poem by Alex M.ller
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We're quickly moving to the point where we will have no military bases in the Northeast, and this undermines support for the military. We are a nation of citizen soldiers.
quote by Rob Simmons
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The festival of colors, 'Holi' is on the anvil
The festival of colors
Holi is on the anvil
Welcome it
With dance and music
Singing and merry making
Apply colors
Which are dry and harmless?
Avoid deeds
Not liked by many
Eat mouth-watering sweets
Greet everybody
Enjoy the festival
With friends and family
Do not forget
The poor and needy
Help them enjoy
The festival equally
03-03-2012
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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