Who wrote the lyrics and where are they?
I enjoy the rhymes, which are like pearls on a necklace.
Every word has its own melody,
just like the waves of the ocean.
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Words are hard to come by
to express the true thought,
and the soul is constantly questioning.
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Darling, darling, darling.....
He desires her,
when desire fills his eyes,
his lips cannot help but utter sweetness,
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These naughty oldies
Have no shame to hide
Why they think it is pride
When one leg in grave and another shaking
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Wondrous joy is no more a toy to play with,
Heart wins heart with no involvement of mind.
Take a horse ride far in the jungle
It will boost your self pride.
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False smiles and glitter, hiding the pain,
covering the struggle, again and again,
behind the glass, lies a world unknown
window dressing, tricky zone.
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Left me with bitter taste
Your deleterious phrase
I can't brush them out
the return years after
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In the desert hot and dry
there lie some dunes so high
with sand blowing all around
and no sign of life to be found
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There is a significant difference
between amateur and professional.
Like vulture and eagle,
one thrive on dead bodies
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I have a strong nose
That smells everything
It is so strong
That it can even smell
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Come on you are too naïve
You must understand the difference
between a thinking mind and a rotten mind
if you want to play this game of life.
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The good eye will come back to me,
and the evil eye will come back to you
if you keep an eye on me.
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In a garden adorned with flourishing blossoms,
where nature's happiness paints the meadows and floods,
a symphony of chattering birds takes flight,
their songs of affection, a delightful pleasure.
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In a corner of the fair
there was a cat with a stare
watching a fish in a bowl
It swam like a joyful foal
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While walking past a shop of sweets,
I surveyed little bit a dreamland of treats,
eyes glued at myriad of flavors, all bold and new,
but alas, my dream was too good to be true.
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Oh wise donkey, so gentle and kind
with eyes that speak of a brilliant mind
your humble nature, so full of grace
a loyal companion to killers, in any case
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I cry in rains, to hide my tears,
While the world goes on, with all its cheers.
I let the drops, merge with my pain,
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When world sleeps
I am awake in my own eyes
stars shine on my nose
And I play with the moon
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All of the things I had planned for tonight
fell through the sky today,
and the moon turned crazy.
My lap is now empty,
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Who will convince them that kings no longer reign,
as they should, in this period of democracy?
I can only say, even for the sake of name,
enjoy this era and taste the democracy
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The Best Song Hasn't Been Sung..
Who wrote the lyrics and where are they?
I enjoy the rhymes, which are like pearls on a necklace.
Every word has its own melody,
just like the waves of the ocean.
Will it find its way to a lover's heart?
Will it comfort and ease the sufferer's pain?
I set each word to music,
like the seven colors of the rainbow.
Oh, I missed something!
These are too loud for human hearing.
Where is the singer's location?
Who is going to learn this song?
The lyrics are too good,
and the rhythm will be fantastic,
making your legs want to dance.
Oh, my thoughts are racing.
Someone should perform this song
with the softest voice she can muster,
like the murmur of heartbeats.
I'm aware that the best song hasn't yet been sung...
Great thief of life escapes with death.
Joy is not tied with time