There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Phenomenal woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
FREEDOM
Like morning breeze that kissed the leaves
So soft so gentle whispers to the cheeks
A shiver felt cuts but a second
And flies above the ground depart.
In loving mourn the distance felt
Upset and gloomy thoughts connive
Design the future hollow feels
Empty gallows like lantern floats.
Behold the threshold unfolds horizon
Tomorrow’s unseen mystery flickers
To the well of faith charged in full
Whispers of wisdom the mind engulf.
Gladness overflows the heart in pain
Shallows death the earth regained
Rays of light that kissed the mound
Diminished the dark devoured the flesh.
The windows sparkled flash the gleam
Awaken slumber springs to life
Freed of burdens slugged the threshold down
In gaiety bloom the prospered soul ascends.
A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning
A friend to share the lonesome times
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
We are all a part of everything
The future, present and the past
Fly on proud bird
You're free at last.
So soft so gentle whispers to the cheeks
A shiver felt cuts but a second
And flies above the ground depart.
In loving mourn the distance felt
Upset and gloomy thoughts connive
Design the future hollow feels
Empty gallows like lantern floats.
Behold the threshold unfolds horizon
Tomorrow’s unseen mystery flickers
To the well of faith charged in full
Whispers of wisdom the mind engulf.
Gladness overflows the heart in pain
Shallows death the earth regained
Rays of light that kissed the mound
Diminished the dark devoured the flesh.
The windows sparkled flash the gleam
Awaken slumber springs to life
Freed of burdens slugged the threshold down
In gaiety bloom the prospered soul ascends.
A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning
A friend to share the lonesome times
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
We are all a part of everything
The future, present and the past
Fly on proud bird
You're free at last.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
CHILDREN
CHILDREN, ye have not lived, to you it seems
Life is a lovely stalactite of dreams,
Or carnival of careless joys that leap
About your hearts like billows on the deep
In flames of amber and of amethyst.
Children, ye have not lived, ye but exist
Till some resistless hour shall rise and move
Your hearts to wake and hunger after love,
And thirst with passionate longing for the things
That burn your brows with blood-red sufferings.
Till ye have battled with great grief and fears,
And borne the conflict of dream-shattering ye
Life is a lovely stalactite of dreams,
Or carnival of careless joys that leap
About your hearts like billows on the deep
In flames of amber and of amethyst.
Children, ye have not lived, ye but exist
Till some resistless hour shall rise and move
Your hearts to wake and hunger after love,
And thirst with passionate longing for the things
That burn your brows with blood-red sufferings.
Till ye have battled with great grief and fears,
And borne the conflict of dream-shattering ye
I live on.
He wakes, who never thought to wake again,
Who held the end was Death. He opens eyes
Slowly, to one long livid oozing plain
Closed down by the strange eyeless heavens. He lies;
And waits; and once in timeless sick surmise
Through the dead air heaves up an unknown hand,
Like a dry branch. No life is in that land,
Himself not lives, but is a thing that cries;
An unmeaning point upon the mud; a speck
Of moveless horror; an Immortal One
Cleansed of the world, sentient and dead; a fly
Fast-stuck in grey sweat on a corpse's neck.
I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.
Who held the end was Death. He opens eyes
Slowly, to one long livid oozing plain
Closed down by the strange eyeless heavens. He lies;
And waits; and once in timeless sick surmise
Through the dead air heaves up an unknown hand,
Like a dry branch. No life is in that land,
Himself not lives, but is a thing that cries;
An unmeaning point upon the mud; a speck
Of moveless horror; an Immortal One
Cleansed of the world, sentient and dead; a fly
Fast-stuck in grey sweat on a corpse's neck.
I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.
Monday, July 26, 2010
GOOD MORNING
God sends us many blessings
from the heavens up above,
He gives us peace and gladness
and the dear ones that we love.
He cheers us with the shinning sun
and He makes the flowers grow
He gives us beautiful rainbows
and the special faith they show.
He gives the gift of friendship
while He teaches us to share
And He blesses us with special friends
so we can show how much we care.
With Love always & Takecare…
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Tuesday, July 20, 2010
One lonely tree
One lonely tree
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Alone in the walks of life
One lonely tree
Lonely on the land I walk
Lost, wondering, confused
Like the lonely winter tree
Lonely smiles
On tears lonely lonely cry
I'm nowhere to be found
I feel lonely without your love
One life with a lost soul.
Lonely.
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Alone in the walks of life
One lonely tree
Lonely on the land I walk
Lost, wondering, confused
Like the lonely winter tree
Lonely smiles
On tears lonely lonely cry
I'm nowhere to be found
I feel lonely without your love
One life with a lost soul.
Lonely.
One lonely tree
One lonely tree
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Alone in the walks of life
One lonely tree
Lonely on the land I walk
Lost, wondering, confused
Like the lonely winter tree
Lonely smiles
On tears lonely lonely cry
I'm nowhere to be found
I feel lonely without your love
One life with a lost soul.
Lonely.
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Alone in the walks of life
One lonely tree
Lonely on the land I walk
Lost, wondering, confused
Like the lonely winter tree
Lonely smiles
On tears lonely lonely cry
I'm nowhere to be found
I feel lonely without your love
One life with a lost soul.
Lonely.
It's time to go!
It's time to go!
The finger of night
is touching my face;
The cold weather of the back yard
is patting my brownish hair;
I'm still alone;
Despite having lots of friends;
I'm still tired;
Despite resting for a long time.
I'm still exhausted ;
Despite sleeping all the day.
It's not the first time;
My heart asks me about you.
It's not the first time.
I'm looking in the front mirror;
In the hope of seeing you beside me.
It's not the first time.
I'm smelling everywhere;
Just for finding your fragrance.
I hate storm;
It takes every thing
I hate rain
It washes away my memories
When did I get lost?
I can't find my way.
When did I get blind?
Still…need to see you more.
It's time to go…
Someone is calling me.
Can you hear the sad song
that crow is singing?
It's time to go.
It's raining hail.
Where is my umbrella?
The finger of night
is touching my face;
The cold weather of the back yard
is patting my brownish hair;
I'm still alone;
Despite having lots of friends;
I'm still tired;
Despite resting for a long time.
I'm still exhausted ;
Despite sleeping all the day.
It's not the first time;
My heart asks me about you.
It's not the first time.
I'm looking in the front mirror;
In the hope of seeing you beside me.
It's not the first time.
I'm smelling everywhere;
Just for finding your fragrance.
I hate storm;
It takes every thing
I hate rain
It washes away my memories
When did I get lost?
I can't find my way.
When did I get blind?
Still…need to see you more.
It's time to go…
Someone is calling me.
Can you hear the sad song
that crow is singing?
It's time to go.
It's raining hail.
Where is my umbrella?
TWO FACES OF RED
TWO FACES OF RED
The red of blood-
Its deep shade signifying
The dreary hue of pain;
It tells a story
Of trials and sufferings,
Of paths by thorns adorned-
Traversed with bare feet;
Of wounds inflicted
Through the long journey called life-
Embraced by the soul
As sources of strength…
The red of a rose-
Its crimson petals signifying
The pure hue of love…
It tells a story
Of a special bond
Binding two souls to faith eternal;
Of precious time
Spent in sweet delirium-
When the world seems so beautiful;
Of moments filled
With lifetime of ecstasy-
Embraced by the soul
As sources of life.......................
The red of blood-
Its deep shade signifying
The dreary hue of pain;
It tells a story
Of trials and sufferings,
Of paths by thorns adorned-
Traversed with bare feet;
Of wounds inflicted
Through the long journey called life-
Embraced by the soul
As sources of strength…
The red of a rose-
Its crimson petals signifying
The pure hue of love…
It tells a story
Of a special bond
Binding two souls to faith eternal;
Of precious time
Spent in sweet delirium-
When the world seems so beautiful;
Of moments filled
With lifetime of ecstasy-
Embraced by the soul
As sources of life.......................
Saturday, July 10, 2010
My heart....................
Gender:
Posts: 125
Happiness is not a goal, but a way of life.
My Heart....
« on: February 16, 2009, 04:16:51 PM »
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I love you more than life itself
But I'm afraid to love.
My heart is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.
I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll love me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again
I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.
I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track
You've got my heart held on a string.
It's breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you
I know that somewhere in your heart
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make you see.
I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my heart belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.
Posts: 125
Happiness is not a goal, but a way of life.
My Heart....
« on: February 16, 2009, 04:16:51 PM »
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I love you more than life itself
But I'm afraid to love.
My heart is like the fragile wings
Of a tiny little dove.
I'm scared to get too close.
I feel that I can't win.
You'll love me for a little while
Then you'll set me free again
I've lived so long on hopes and dreams
I don't know what to do.
I don't think I can trust my heart,
For it belongs to you.
I know you'll only hurt me
Yet, I still keep running back.
Between the paths of our hearts
There's a worn and beaten track
You've got my heart held on a string.
It's breaking right in two.
Enough belongs to me -to hurt-
The rest belongs to you
I know that somewhere in your heart
There is a place for me.
I just don't know how to find it
And there's no way to make you see.
I can only hope that someday
You'll wake up and you'll find,
That while my heart belongs to yours,
Yours, too, belongs to mine.
LOST LOVE
Everything gets lost
Only memories remain..
Deep engraved in heart
A picture remains…
Some moments, some words
Some looks, some feelings
Someone whom I loved, and
Accepted all his failings…
Everyone told me he was not nice,
He'll leave me when he gets his pie..
I knew this was true
Still ventured out in dark hue
The path was thorny, night was dark
I stumbled and fell, my heart bled hard
He wasn't there to lift me up
To comfort me, to console me, to buck me up...
I searched him all over; but in vain
He didn't know, that I was in pain…
I decided to forget him
And turned to go back
With eyes full of tears and an aching heart
When I turned back
I was struck
There he was
Standing.. Folding his arms
I thought he had come to say
That he loves me
To take me where
We can live happily…
But, No
I was wrong
He came to advise me…
To tell me I shouldn't move forward
That I can be happy without his love…
He hugged me tight and took my hand
Imprinted his lips on that hand…
I felt shy and smiled faintly
And he whispered very gently
"Go back to your own path dear,
I have to go my own"
I understood what he meant…
And though shattered was my heart,
I returned back..
Returned-
Where my Life was..
Where my Smile was….
To My Home..
Only memories remain..
Deep engraved in heart
A picture remains…
Some moments, some words
Some looks, some feelings
Someone whom I loved, and
Accepted all his failings…
Everyone told me he was not nice,
He'll leave me when he gets his pie..
I knew this was true
Still ventured out in dark hue
The path was thorny, night was dark
I stumbled and fell, my heart bled hard
He wasn't there to lift me up
To comfort me, to console me, to buck me up...
I searched him all over; but in vain
He didn't know, that I was in pain…
I decided to forget him
And turned to go back
With eyes full of tears and an aching heart
When I turned back
I was struck
There he was
Standing.. Folding his arms
I thought he had come to say
That he loves me
To take me where
We can live happily…
But, No
I was wrong
He came to advise me…
To tell me I shouldn't move forward
That I can be happy without his love…
He hugged me tight and took my hand
Imprinted his lips on that hand…
I felt shy and smiled faintly
And he whispered very gently
"Go back to your own path dear,
I have to go my own"
I understood what he meant…
And though shattered was my heart,
I returned back..
Returned-
Where my Life was..
Where my Smile was….
To My Home..
Friday, July 9, 2010
Could There Be Angels Waiting in the Wings
Could there be angels waiting in the wings,
How might we call upon their ecstasy?
Rainbows are mere garnish on the days
In which we are the glory and the light.
So may we hear the songs our sunshine sings,
The words which will the wonder of our ways;
May we know how good it is to be
As we celebrate the holidays,
So much in love we weep as angels might.
How might we call upon their ecstasy?
Rainbows are mere garnish on the days
In which we are the glory and the light.
So may we hear the songs our sunshine sings,
The words which will the wonder of our ways;
May we know how good it is to be
As we celebrate the holidays,
So much in love we weep as angels might.
STAGE
All the world's a stage,
I am dancing to the tunes of nature fabricated by God,
I will dance til i fall down deep into the realms of water,
there i will act as a fish to survive to fight,
I am an actor and my wor is to act
If i fail there even i deserve not to live,
not to survive and thereby dimnish into watery folds.
I am dancing to the tunes of nature fabricated by God,
I will dance til i fall down deep into the realms of water,
there i will act as a fish to survive to fight,
I am an actor and my wor is to act
If i fail there even i deserve not to live,
not to survive and thereby dimnish into watery folds.
One lonely tree
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
Alone in the walks of life
One lonely tree
Lonely on the land I walk
Lost, wondering, confused
Like the lonely winter tree
Lonely smiles
On tears lonely lonely cry
I'm nowhere to be found
I feel lonely without your love
One life with a lost soul.
Lonely.
Lonely are the days
Alone in the walks of life
One lonely tree
Lonely on the land I walk
Lost, wondering, confused
Like the lonely winter tree
Lonely smiles
On tears lonely lonely cry
I'm nowhere to be found
I feel lonely without your love
One life with a lost soul.
Lonely.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
When "HE" is mine..
When HE is mine..
when he is mine..
The world turns all over again..
my heart dances with all the love rain..
my eyes shower care leaving the pain..
When he is mine..
The clouds pass by in the city of my joy..
embracing my heart..the sky speaks out abt my boy..
my cheeks extend to be so coy..
When he is mine..
when really he is..
all the world is meant to be mine..
for he's my star & he's my shine
when he is mine..
The world turns all over again..
my heart dances with all the love rain..
my eyes shower care leaving the pain..
When he is mine..
The clouds pass by in the city of my joy..
embracing my heart..the sky speaks out abt my boy..
my cheeks extend to be so coy..
When he is mine..
when really he is..
all the world is meant to be mine..
for he's my star & he's my shine
Dance in the Rain……
Life's not about waiting for the storms to pass...
it's about learning to dance in the rain." …. BJ Gallagher
Dance in the Rain……
Earth has excited us with the shivering pleasure,
From the first kiss of rain, the soil so mild and tender,
Just what the lovers experience while they hold together.
The breeze was soothing while they embraced.
The rain was ever more beautiful and cool..
Devdar stretched its leaves to feel the drops,
Cool rain muttered by declining romantically,
Yet the dampness played its trick ….. to feel sensually.
The rainbow, so passionate, spread out its pleats of colours
Peacocks added to the romantic mood by spreading feathers,
And danced to the tune along with the murmuring drops
The aroma of the soaked soil filled around…. stimulating.
Yet the pounding of our hearts can be heard.
Flora and fauna enjoyed the essence of the first rain,
That brought them more pleasure than they have ever had,
As if to say "I give myself to you…. completely."
The tranquility is disturbed by the grunts,
Their hearts pounding with anticipation..
They become unified, in each other’s embrace
The taste of rain, the feel of nature, the gorgeous moment!!!!
…………………………………………………sparshana
it's about learning to dance in the rain." …. BJ Gallagher
Dance in the Rain……
Earth has excited us with the shivering pleasure,
From the first kiss of rain, the soil so mild and tender,
Just what the lovers experience while they hold together.
The breeze was soothing while they embraced.
The rain was ever more beautiful and cool..
Devdar stretched its leaves to feel the drops,
Cool rain muttered by declining romantically,
Yet the dampness played its trick ….. to feel sensually.
The rainbow, so passionate, spread out its pleats of colours
Peacocks added to the romantic mood by spreading feathers,
And danced to the tune along with the murmuring drops
The aroma of the soaked soil filled around…. stimulating.
Yet the pounding of our hearts can be heard.
Flora and fauna enjoyed the essence of the first rain,
That brought them more pleasure than they have ever had,
As if to say "I give myself to you…. completely."
The tranquility is disturbed by the grunts,
Their hearts pounding with anticipation..
They become unified, in each other’s embrace
The taste of rain, the feel of nature, the gorgeous moment!!!!
…………………………………………………sparshana
~ Ride A Cloud With Me ~
Soaring 'cross the sky as an eagle
Words dancing across the page
To bring alive a sonnet in fiction
Poet, thoughts and pen engage
Nothing is impossible
That crosses my creative mind
Making magical moments happen
Thoughts rush to form each line
Riding clouds to distant places
Where no one's been before
I've opened up another world
Behind a magical door
What will I see this time,
Fantasy, triumph or tragedy?
The pictures are now unfolding
Take a look at my thoughts and see
I'm speeding 'cross the Milky Way
Where angels and fairies play
Who sprinkle stardust in the night
Send warm sunbeams by day
Viewing now the rainbow's end
But there's no pot of gold
Pardon me, but what I see
Are wonders never told
Diamonds scattered everywhere
Streets are paved with gold
I've found the place of perfect peace
Now my story must be told
In the distance I hear a melody
'Tis where the winds come from
On the other side, a crystal sea
That brings such soothing calm
Looking through a black hole out there
Until I see the sparkling sight
Then I wait to see the rays break through
Changing darkness into light
This is the place where dreams are made
There is so much here to see
Am I in a dream of my own?
Is this real or fantasy?
There's no such thing as fairytales
For all dreams do come true
Just come and ride a cloud with me
To this land beyond the blue
You'll be in your magic moment then
See all you've been searching for
The place where all our dreams are made
Behind this golden door
I leave you now to question
Whether fact or fantasy
You are left to wonder now
After riding a cloud with me
Me and My Words
Me and my words
Are Best Friends
Because We Respond…
Me & my words
Are Comfortable
Because We Understand…
Me & my words
Are Contagious
Because We Love…
Me & my words
Are Substitutes
Because We Trust…
Me & my words
Are Playful
Because We Enjoy…
Me & my words
Are Silent
Because We Believe…
Me & my words
Are Famous
Because We are together!!!
……what say?……………………………….
Are Best Friends
Because We Respond…
Me & my words
Are Comfortable
Because We Understand…
Me & my words
Are Contagious
Because We Love…
Me & my words
Are Substitutes
Because We Trust…
Me & my words
Are Playful
Because We Enjoy…
Me & my words
Are Silent
Because We Believe…
Me & my words
Are Famous
Because We are together!!!
……what say?……………………………….
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