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noorie |
Mar 22 2008, 03:34 AM
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#796
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Dedicated Member Group: Away Posts: 3219 Joined: 21-June 06 Member No.: 6518 |
Colors Of The Wind You think I'm an ignorant savage And you've been so many places I guess it must be so But still I cannot see If the savage one is me How can there be so much that you don't know? You don't know ... You think you own whatever land you land on The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim But I know every rock and tree and creature Has a life, has a spirit, has a name You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger You'll learn things you never knew you never knew Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest Come taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth Come roll in all the riches all around you And for once, never wonder what they're worth The rainstorm and the river are my brothers The heron and the otter are my friends And we are all connected to each other In a circle, in a hoop that never ends How high will the sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you'll never know And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon For whether we are white or copper skinned We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains We need to paint with all the colors of the wind You can own the Earth and still All you'll own is Earth until You can paint with all the colors of the wind "During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act" "You have enemies? Good! It means that you stood up for something, sometime in your life." |
pinky |
Mar 22 2008, 09:44 PM
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#797
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Dedicated Member Group: Members Posts: 4221 Joined: 28-January 06 Member No.: 4518 |
Thanks a million noorie .. they are all so beautiful And you're the sweetest for saying so! Pinkz, but you know that even without me telling you, right? You wouldn't believe this but I nearly lost courage to use a smilie on a forum. Thanks for being there for me always Pinkz. You are the best noorie... You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger You'll learn things you never knew you never knew.. Thanks once again for all the lovely poems you have posted "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
Prince Charming |
Mar 24 2008, 01:35 AM
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#798
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Newbie Group: Members Posts: 8 Joined: 17-March 08 Member No.: 45417 |
Thanks a million noorie .. they are all so beautiful And you're the sweetest for saying so! Pinkz, but you know that even without me telling you, right? You wouldn't believe this but I nearly lost courage to use a smilie on a forum. Thanks for being there for me always Pinkz. You are the best noorie... You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger You'll learn things you never knew you never knew.. Thanks once again for all the lovely poems you have posted colourful poem ? > P _ C <
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Prince Charming |
Mar 24 2008, 02:06 AM
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#799
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Newbie Group: Members Posts: 8 Joined: 17-March 08 Member No.: 45417 |
Welcome to the real world I�m beginning to understand. I saw a sign once outside a church. It said Are you really living or just walking around to save the expense of a funeral? I didn�t know that Love is real life, and everything else just a more or less entertaining way of dying. And I didn�t know that Love is like nothing on earth. Love isn�t what you fall in. It�s what pulls you out of what you fall in. Love isn�t a good feeling. Love is doing good when you�re feeling bad. Love means hanging in when everyone else shrugs their shoulders and goes off to McDonalds. Love means taking the knocks and coming back to try to make things better. Love hurts. It�s its way of telling you that you�re alive. And the funny thing is that after all Love does feel good. People say Love is weak. But love is tougher than hate. Hating�s easy. Most of us have a gift for it. But Love counts to ten while Hate slams the door. Love says you where Hate says me. Love is the strongest weapon known to mankind. Other weapons blow people up. Only Love puts them back together again. And everything that seems real, that looks smart, that feels good, has a sell-by date. But Love has no sell-by date. Love is Long Life. Love is the ultimate preservative. I don�t know too much about Love but I know a man who does, up there on the cross loving us to death. Love is the key to the door of the place he�s prepared for you in the kingdom of God. If you�re beginning to understand then welcome to the real world. � Godfrey Rust From the collection Welcome to the Real World May be freely reproduced for non-commercial purposes. godfrey@wordsout.co.uk Sweet Poem 4m my . soul where u ... can Catch . if u ... love the person u seen . than i . m sure u love whome u have not seen "God". > P _ C <
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iiluu |
Mar 30 2008, 11:30 PM
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#800
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Member Group: Members Posts: 213 Joined: 26-October 05 Member No.: 3076 |
Noorie, thanks a lot for all the poems that you have posted,such a beautiful collection.. part out of longing, part daring my self, part to see that widening of the world, part to find my own, my secret hiding sense and place, where from afar all voices and scenes come back ... ..................................... Therefore it was surprising that, as we kept the newspapers from Mother, She died feeling responsible for a disaster unverified, Murmuring, in her sleep as it seemed, the ancient slogan Noblesse oblige. ....................................... Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! ....................................... you join the herd at once and almost proudly run to the slaughter house. You're the strangest creature on earth ....................................... Thanks Pinkz, thanks so much! This is one of the few threads that I know where I won't be unwelcome. Catch 22, my gratitude to you. I feel the same noorie, what a great thread.. you are most welcome everywhere noorie Catch is a great guy. I wish he hadn't gone away. Pinkz, about that "welcome" bit, I am not so sure. That's why I don't visit other people's threads anymore. I agree 100% Thanks a million for all the beautiful poems you have posted noorie Catch..... ...
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simplefable |
Mar 31 2008, 12:08 AM
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#801
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Dedicated Member Group: Members Posts: 8613 Joined: 3-August 07 From: ANDHRA PRADESH Member No.: 20340 |
Colors Of The Wind Noorie.this is a wonderful poem...my favourite. Have you heard this song in Pocahontas ..It sounds so beautiful in Vanessa William's voice..thanks After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Aldous Huxley "Waqt ne kiya...Kya haseen sitm...Tum rahe na tum..Hum rahe na hum.." geetadutt noorjehan shamshadbegum Anmol Fankaar |
pinky |
Apr 22 2008, 11:35 AM
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#802
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Dedicated Member Group: Members Posts: 4221 Joined: 28-January 06 Member No.: 4518 |
There to Here
by Lauriel Mariondatter You ask me how we got from there to here, And you tell me you can't remember, And so I'll answer it for you, Though perhaps not the way you want me to. We got from here to there on the back of a unicorn racing through our dreams, We got from here to there when night's silence thundered between us, We got from here to there believing a song to be stronger than the worlds pulling us apart. And we were right. We stood in good relation to the earth, We stood in good relation to the gods, We stood in good relation to all that was beautiful, You see, we were Alive We got from there to here when we believed reality to be stronger than love, We got from there to here when we forgot to look up and believe that gravity held no hold on our souls, We got from there to here when we left our storybooks for some other distracting play, And now I do not know my world, And I cannot find my God, And beauty dies, Shut out in the cold. And I believe we can get from here to there if we just believe, And I believe we can get from here to there if you'll take my hand, And I believe we can get from here to there - if only in our dreams, And when you're dancing across the sky, Somewhere between the stars and the moon, Look for me by your side, I'll meet you with hands outstretched, We'll go - from here to there, there to here, and back again. You Were Always There by Zac Whenever I needed someone to talk to You were always there. My eyes filled with tears, my heart filled with pain, and You were always there. There was no time when I had doubt to come to you because You were always there. I could see in your eyes you wanted to help, and that you really cared. Whenever I was down and blue You were always there. No matter my problems, are what was wrong You were always there. Whenever I felt like nothing matters You were always there. Now your gone, and I don't know what to do I close my eyes and think of you, and how You were always there. It's hard to look at the pictures, and get memories of you Can you hear me now At night I pray, and I speak to you I guess you were right when you told me no matter how far you were You would always be there. I know one day I'll see you again, but till then I have to say goodbye Even though it hurts to hear your name, and speak of you One thing I will always say is You were always there. "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
iiluu |
May 11 2008, 03:43 AM
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#803
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Member Group: Members Posts: 213 Joined: 26-October 05 Member No.: 3076 |
There to Here by Lauriel Mariondatter You ask me how we got from there to here, And you tell me you can't remember, And so I'll answer it for you, Though perhaps not the way you want me to. We got from here to there on the back of a unicorn racing through our dreams, We got from here to there when night's silence thundered between us, We got from here to there believing a song to be stronger than the worlds pulling us apart. And we were right. We stood in good relation to the earth, We stood in good relation to the gods, We stood in good relation to all that was beautiful, You see, we were Alive We got from there to here when we believed reality to be stronger than love, We got from there to here when we forgot to look up and believe that gravity held no hold on our souls, We got from there to here when we left our storybooks for some other distracting play, And now I do not know my world, And I cannot find my God, And beauty dies, Shut out in the cold. And I believe we can get from here to there if we just believe, And I believe we can get from here to there if you'll take my hand, And I believe we can get from here to there - if only in our dreams, And when you're dancing across the sky, Somewhere between the stars and the moon, Look for me by your side, I'll meet you with hands outstretched, We'll go - from here to there, there to here, and back again. You Were Always There by Zac Whenever I needed someone to talk to You were always there. My eyes filled with tears, my heart filled with pain, and You were always there. There was no time when I had doubt to come to you because You were always there. I could see in your eyes you wanted to help, and that you really cared. Whenever I was down and blue You were always there. No matter my problems, are what was wrong You were always there. Whenever I felt like nothing matters You were always there. Now your gone, and I don't know what to do I close my eyes and think of you, and how You were always there. It's hard to look at the pictures, and get memories of you Can you hear me now At night I pray, and I speak to you I guess you were right when you told me no matter how far you were You would always be there. I know one day I'll see you again, but till then I have to say goodbye Even though it hurts to hear your name, and speak of you One thing I will always say is You were always there. Any poem on cricket smileZ,sunday evening i read it with flute . ...
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pradeepvishwakarma |
May 12 2008, 10:08 AM
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#804
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Member Group: Members Posts: 47 Joined: 1-November 05 Member No.: 3159 |
: Poem on cricket :
In the morning we like to play , In the evening we like to play , Cricket is the game which we play , Sometimes we like to play , Sometimes rain likes to play , This is sameas two teams who like to play , Cricket is the game which we play . . *Above poem by pinky having some thing gr8 thx pinky. Also thx to Hf,noorie,simplefable and other members for there sweet poems. With regards, Pv. . - - = +
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pradeepvishwakarma |
May 12 2008, 10:09 AM
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#805
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Member Group: Members Posts: 47 Joined: 1-November 05 Member No.: 3159 |
: Poem on cricket :
In the morning we like to play , In the evening we like to play , Cricket is the game which we play , Sometimes we like to play , Sometimes rain likes to play , This is sameas two teams who like to play , Cricket is the game which we play . . *Above poem by pinky having some thing gr8 thx pinky. Also thx to Hf,noorie,simplefable and other members for there sweet poems. With regards, Pv. . - - = +
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pradeepvishwakarma |
May 12 2008, 10:09 AM
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#806
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Member Group: Members Posts: 47 Joined: 1-November 05 Member No.: 3159 |
: Poem on cricket :
In the morning we like to play , In the evening we like to play , Cricket is the game which we play , Sometimes we like to play , Sometimes rain likes to play , This is sameas two teams who like to play , Cricket is the game which we play . . *Above poem by pinky having some thing gr8 thx pinky. Also thx to Hf,noorie,simplefable and other members for there sweet poems. With regards, Pv. . - - = +
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pinky |
Jul 5 2008, 06:02 PM
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#807
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Dedicated Member Group: Members Posts: 4221 Joined: 28-January 06 Member No.: 4518 |
A sweet little poem.
Around the corner I have a friend, In this great city that has no end, Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, And before I know it, a year is gone. And I never see my old friends face, For life is a swift and terrible race, He knows I like him just as well, As in the days when I rang his bell. And he rang mine but we were younger then, And now we are busy, tired men. Tired of playing a foolish game, Tired of trying to make a name. "Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim Just to show that I'm thinking of him." But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, And distance between us grows and grows. Around the corner, yet miles away, "Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today." And that's what we get and deserve in the end. Around the corner, a vanished friend. Remember to always say what you mean. If you love someone, tell them. :emily An Angel Dancing by Kevin Nakao Nanaumi My heart raced when i saw you dancing. the movements you made, so swift, so graceful, it was like your feet never touched the ground. twisting and turning, as if you were dancing on ice. your beauty lit up the room as if a million spotlights were turned on at the same time. every step you took, brought a tear to my eye. every smile you made, made my heart throb. every word you say, makes me speechless. i need some time, to catch my breath, because you took my breath away ...the moment i saw you dancing. This post has been edited by pinky: Jul 5 2008, 06:05 PM "The best and the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched...but are felt in the heart." Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond My hope carries me and places me On the sweetest lap of the unknown. There i behold my self-form In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born Every morn and every Night Some are born to sweet Delight Some are born to Endless night |
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