How tranquil is a coral tomb, and may the heavens grant that my companions and I be buried in no other!
Jules Verne in 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
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Be Very Patient
Be very patient,
The potter's clay;
Be very wise,
The writer's pen;
Be very useful,
Of the muse of life with a living hope;
Let your yes be yes and your no be no.
Life is like the patience of Iyyob,
So abstain from fleshly lust;
Like the days of our visitations on this earth.
Sarah obeyed Abraham,
Like the sea and the seashore;
So established are the two witnesses.
Oh womb, womb, womb!
Oh bomb, bomb, bpomb! !
Oh tomb, tomb, tomb! ! !
Be very patient in this life.
Womb. bomb, tomb;
The womb is opened.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The earth is defiled.
Womb, bomb, tomb;
The time of trouble on this earth with our muses.
Our bombs will shake the heavens,
And our sins will led us to our tombs;
As it is written in the Book Of Life like,
A child born today from the womb.
We came out of the womb and,
Many of us will be killed by the bombs! !
Which will finally send us into the tombs.
Read about the facts,
Learn about the truth,
Our days of darkness from the womb!
We came out of the womb and,
Are destroying the world with our bombs;
Soon, we will be buried in the tombs!
Womb, bomb, tomb;
Be very patient on this earth without hatred.
Lets be each others keeper,
Lets learn for the truth of all things;
Our days on this earth is still very short.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Grant Us Peace, Father of Abraham, Isaac and Ishmael
Grant us peace,
that we may not oppress our neighbors
Grant us justice,
that we may not enslave our neighbors
Grant us sanity,
that we may not torture our neighbors
Grant us mercy,
that we may not murder our neighbors
Grant us conscience
that we may not expel our neighbors
Grant us love,
that we may hunger for truth
Grant us discernment
that we may know what is ours, and what is not
Grant us decency
that we may return what we stole
Grant us courage
that we may admit what we’ve done
Give us strength to atone.
Ask only
that we end our silence.
The Alienated Mistress; A Madrigal. (From An Unfinished Melodrama)
Lady.
If Love be dead (and you aver it!)
Tell me, Bard! where Love lies buried.
Poet.
Love lies buried where 'twas born,
Ah, faithless nymph! think it no scorn
If in my fancy I presume
To name thy bosom poor Love's Tomb,
And on that Tomb to read the line,
Here lies a Love that once was mine,
But took a chill, as I divine,
And died at length of a decline.
poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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A Vision upon the Fairy Queen
Methought I saw the grave where Laura lay,
Within that temple where the vestal flame
Was wont to burn; and, passing by that way,
To see that buried dust of living fame,
Whose tomb fair Love and fairer Virtue kept,
All suddenly I saw the Fairy Queen,
At whose approach the soul of Petrarch wept ;
And from thenceforth those graces were not seen,
For they this Queen attended; in whose stead
Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse.
Hereat the hardest stones were seen to bleed,
And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce :
Where Homer's spright did tremble all for grief,
And cursed the access of that celestial thief.
poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
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O Sailor, Come Ashore
O sailor, come ashore,
What have you brought for me?
Red coral, white coral,
Coral from the sea.
I did not dig it from the ground,
Nor pluck it from a tree;
Feeble insects made it
In the stormy sea.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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At Every Instant
At every instant, the call of the spirit
Resounds in the split heavens.
We are going to the dead land,
The male earth of clay, to be joined
To our special companions,
The female race.
Luck is with us, what is this beautiful place?
This is where fortune reminds us of life,
More life is more vision, more than we can imagine.
At each call from the heavens
Is an answer of the tower,
Troops of angels beckon to realise
The hurts and joys of Man.
poem by Naveed Akram
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SONNET. VVere thy heart soft as thou art faire
VVere thy heart soft as thou art faire,
Thou wer't a wonder past compare:
But frozen Love and fierce disdain
By their extremes thy graces stain.
Cold coyness quenches the still fires
Which glow in Lovers warm desires;
And scorn, like the quick Lightnings blaze,
Darts death against affections gaze.
O Heavens, what prodigy is this
When Love in Beauty buried is!
Or that dead pity thus should be
Tomb'd in a living cruelty.
poem by Henry King
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In the Train
As we rush, as we rush in the Train,
The trees and the houses go wheeling back,
But the starry heavens above the plain
Come flying on our track.
All the beautiful stars of the sky,
The silver doves of the forest of Night,
Over the dull earth swarm and fly,
Companions of our flight.
We will rush ever on without fear;
Let the goal be far, the flight be fleet!
For we carry the Heavens with us, dear,
While the Earth slips from our feet!
poem by James Thomson
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So sweet, no regrets
Come here; come to me; my dear.
Give in before my desires dry.
Grant me before your desires dry.
Your lips must part and breasts wake up.
Your bottom must turn a hot bed,
That the sweats, like fountains, must wet.
Set aside your blushes, I beg.
Set aside your virtues, I beg.
You will get what you miss, I bet.
Have a course, which is not a curse
It is a myth that you are spoilt.
It is an act of sport, that’s all.
Come here, very now, my dear.
Give in before my desires die.
Grant me before your desires die.
Be it a consensual act
And so soon a buried secret..
So sweet as it is, no regrets.
08.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fingertips
I remember standing
on top of a mountain,
like some ancient god
with world beneath me.
The splendour and the sorrow
stretched out at my fingertips.
Able to grant great beauty
or to grant great sorrow
with the touch of a fingertip.
On this plateau,
cool air encircled me
and I smiled to my self,
as I stood alone for a moment
able to touch the heavens
with my fingertips.
16 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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Grant me some wild expressions, Heavens, or I shall burst.
quote by George Farquhar
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-92
Kodiroja(Coral vine, Antigonon leptopus)
White Coral Vine(Antigonon leptopus 'Alba')
I sowed in my childhood
Eager I waited and stood
You grew into my heart
High to the Lord's feet
As high As Him so good
I can feel Him pleased
Your floral aura filled
Pinkish bracts guarding
Subdued flowers smiling
Thickened greens appeased
Coral, grow fast and wild
Slender tendrils upward
Hearty leaves in bushes
My heart well in clutches
Viny coral, twist entwined
poem by Indira Renganathan
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From An Empty Tomb
Because the tomb is empty, Jesus Christ can fill your heart,
With God’s Spirit deep inside, and new life from Him above.
When this life comes to be, from your life God won’t depart,
And as The Lord you do abide, God fills you with His Love.
Christ’s death is a picture for, a true believer, like you and I,
As we die to our old life of sin, it becomes buried far away.
We’re seated now with The Lord, in the Heavens up on High,
In our heart Christ lives within, and in our life is here to stay,
From the grave He did rise, claiming over death His victory,
Now He reigns on His throne, as He rules over all the earth.
Opening up hearts and eyes, pointing men towards eternity,
Calling sinners to be His own, refining us through new birth.
Now for all Christ Jesus lives, seated on the throne of God,
With all the power as before, He came to give to us his life.
New Life to all He now gives, as we live on this earthly sod.
A life you live forevermore, when you come to Jesus Christ,
All of this from an empty tomb, provided by a Savior’s love,
Christ who died for sinners lost, becoming for us a sacrifice.
And for you there’s still room, in God’s mansion high above,
If you’d only come to the cross, God’s only way to Paradise.
The Army
I was the commander of the army but,
You are now buried in your own tomb;
For the bomb came and took you away!
But from your mother's womb you came into this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Over the coral sea
Above & below the coral sea
we don't condescend
with what's below
as tomorrow will be
another day
when we go
below the coral sea
The Red Sea
no, colours
a kaleidescope
of our spectrum
most miss
lest it's on tv.
We go do it
my mate and l,
the fish, the corals,
no need to bet
'cos one can see
that,
that mainly
covers our planet,
that which lies
beneath our sea
a beauty most never see..
poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
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Ask Me
Amy grant/tom hemby
Copyright 1991 age to age music, inc./edward grant, inc./puxico music (ascap), adm. by reunion music group, inc.
This song is about a girlfriend of mine. if you or someone you love has been a victim of sexual abuse, please dont be afraid to seek help. the sexual abuse helpline is open 24 hours a day, and
Ne who cares is waiting for your call...(800)4a-child
I see her as a little girl hiding in her room
She takes another bath and she sprays her mommas perfume
To try to wipe away the scent he left behind
But it haunts her mind.
You see shes his little rag, nothing more than just a waif
And hes mopping up his need, she is tired and afraid
Maybe shell find a way through these awful years to disappear.
Ask me if I think theres a God up in the heaven
Where did he go in the middle of her shame?
Ask me if I think theres a God up in the heavens
I see no mercy and no one down heres naming names
Nobodys naming names.
Now shes looking in the mirror at a lovely woman face
No more frightened little girl, like shes gone without a trace
Still she leaves the light burning in the hall
Its hard to sleep at all.
Still she crawls up in her bed acting quiet as a mouse
Deep inside shes listening for a creaking in the house
But noones left to harm her, shes finally safe and sound
Theres a peace shes found.
Ask her how she knows theres a God up in the heaven
Where did he go in the middle of her shame?
Ask her how she knows theres a God up in the heavens
She said his mercy is bringing her life again.
Ask me how I know theres a God up in the heaven
(how do you know? )
Where did he go in the middle of her shame
(where did he go? )
Ask me how I know theres a God up in the heavens
(how do you know? )
She said his mercy is bringing her life again
Shes coming to life again.
Hes in the middle of her pain
In the middle of her shame
Mercy brings life
Hes in the middle
Mercy in the middle.
So ask me how I know
Ask me how I know, yeah
Ask me how I know theres a God up in the heaven
(how do you know? )
Ask me how I know theres a God up in the heavens
(how do you know? )
Yeah, ask me how I know
(how do you know? )
Ask me
Ask me
Ask me how I know
(how do you know? )
Theres a God up in the heavens
Ask me how I know theres a God up in the heavens.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Hammer Hammer Hammer
The hammer
The nail
One in sympathy
One uses the other
Until the crucifixion is complete
Who will suffer
At the fulcrum
Between
The good thief
And the bad
Freed from the tomb
And the stone wall of death
Risen and bathed in tranquil Jordan
Who will feel my wounds
And believe that I ever lived?
poem by Guillermo Veloso
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Worms in Africa
The worms in Africa are skinny
Iseola wants to be buried in Africa
The worms in Africa are not slimmy
Which is why Iseola wants to be buried in Africa?
The worms in America are fat
Iseola does not want to be buried in America
The worms in America are slimmy
Which is why Iseola does not want to be buried in America?
Iseola wants to be buried in Africa
The home of her ancestors
Where the worms are skinny and not slimmy
Her tomb stone shall read “home at last”
poem by Doris Dzameshie
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In the Train
AS we rush, as we rush in the Train,
The trees and the houses go wheeling back,
But the starry heavens above the plain
Come flying on our track.
All the beautiful stars of the sky,
The silver doves of the forest of Night,
Over the dull earth swarm and fly,
Companions of our flight.
We will rush ever on without fear;
Let the goal be far, the flight be fleet!
For we carry the Heavens with us, dear,
While the Earth slips from our feet!
poem by James Thomson
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Postcard
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ive been dreamin
For days now
Jump in the sea
I do that easily
The sounds drown me
What does she have
Count on everyone for questions I have not known
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Theres a storm now
In my thoughts now
Come wash me clean
You mean the world to me
Now were smilin
See me smilin
Silence is what I need
Its only in the sea
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I feel like stayin in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
Ill send you a postcard from heavens ocean
I think Ill stay here in heavens ocean
song performed by by Texas
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