The Quest for Augoeides
The evening sky, alive w/ stars,
Beheld w/ eyes confined behind bars,
Imparted a pale, tragic glow
On the desperate souls entrapped below;
Within the putrid dungeon sighed
A saintly patron, undisguised,
Though tarnished by his simple days
Of youth misspent in sinful ways.
He longed to spread his wings in flight,
& part from his unthinkable plight,
But, in his past, they atrophied
From underuse & shallow pride.
Yet deep within this sinner's breast,
There beat a heart in rhythm blessed,
Attuned to his immortal soul,
& immune to his purported role.
As decades slipped like grains of sand
Thru hourglasses, pain began
To overtake his withered frame,
But voices deep within him came
To sing him sweet reminders of
A light within the skies above
That he had long since disavowed —
"It rests concealed amidst the clouds."
Enraptured by celestial hymns,
He followed their suggestive whims,
Recalling the internal light
He'd lost in his eternal night,
& in this contemplative state,
His erstwhile long-awaited fate
Of death within the dungeon ceased,
& he found hope & love increased.
He viewed his outward circumstance
As though it was the perfect chance,
& learned within his prison cell
To use his inner vision well.
As he took flight through the idle skies,
He saw himself revitalized —
The wings once clipped to bar his flight
Grew strong within the starry night,
So he pressed onward thru the dark,
& followed his illumined spark
Towards the promised solar rays,
Wherefrom he long ago once strayed.
Though demons sought to drag him down,
He lusted not for Satan's crown,
& so their jeers were heeded not,
For he'd transcended feeble thought.
Their silhouettes fell far behind,
Hapless against his conquered mind;
Though it remained profoundly still,
His voice within grew loud & shrill.
As it announced to his delight,
"Shadows cannot be without light,"
He gazed ahead in ecstasy
At the golden rays of destiny.
Now pressing on with newfound zest
At having passed his school ground test,
Our saint approached the shining sun
To atone for his misguided fun,
& in response, it simply beamed,
For he'd misunderstood, it seemed,
& never stopped to think, perchance,
His only sin was ignorance.
Pure truth this revelation spelled;
w/ heightened sense, our saint beheld
His own reflection gazing back,
Until his vision glazed & cracked,
& he regained his consciousness,
Recalling his accomplishments,
For now his prison ceased to be —
He found himself released & free.
— T.M.P.
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Live your own truth
Bulletproof on the Roof
Ruthless Groove
Put it in a loop
Don't lose your will to move
Ak21
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Revenge is a cold meal
desire eats you to teal
for waiting is debarred
that owning melts starred
- sensincan
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After dark…
When the mutt’s bark
Finally fell silent.
I had been leaving forgotten island
Which had the dirty mark
In my misty mind.
It was behind…
The tortured part,
Of my broken heart…
I came to my acausual devine,
And asked for some flask of “wine”.
Unholy Spirit gave its bloody part,
And familiarized me with a comrade…
Overnight!
The secret scarlet curtain —
Became tore apart…
Ego faced up with brand new dyad!
It was her, my newfound bargain,
Which felt from the mysterious air…
When I reached her hideous heart:
I got, she’s my personal “Noah ark”
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Oertle
The chonky tortles chortle as they see the immortals trip through the portal.
It felt quite abnormal, since paranormals were never normal.
One of their attire is formal, the other is quite informal, their eccentric clothes are filled with a pattern of florals.
" Oh look at that dear" other said, "those mortals looked like they could make such good pets"
"Ah of course honey, what shall we name them?" One replied.
"Hmm... let's name this little one Squirtle and this precious one Wartortle" other gleamed.
Instead of throwing Pokè Balls at them, the immortals carries them with fancy.
"Why hi there chonky ones, we're Mr and Mx Oertle, I hope you'll have a great time under our care" the two said as they give the two a gentle fondle
The chonky tortles look at each other and nod, "Squirtle, Squirtle, Squirtle!" One exclaimed "Wartortle!" The other replied.
The immortals look at them in awe, they hope that they can care for them for the rest of their lives.
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My mind cuts on, not off
I speak
I write I think I say
These words are letters on the page
The texts from a keyboard in outer space
The pink, curved organ is replaced
Brain is not the word today
Curves they move
in a race
the pattern surrounds
around I’ve found
the loops and hoops
they are unbound
sometimes I feel it all around
my thoughts synapse
it suffocates
how to stop it all
I think
There’s not a pill that I can take
To feel so normal
the buzzing would be left adjace
Can you seek or see
All of me on my face
Alive am I
Are you my dear
The thoughts,
the writing so unclear
I move and breathe
is that all it takes
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Avoid These Mistakes on Old McDonald's Sing-Along Farm
Join us at Old McDonald's Sing-Along Farm for a fun and educational adventure! In this video, kids will enjoy catchy rhymes, learn about farm animals, and sing along to the classic "Old McDonald Had a Farm" tune. Perfect for children aged 3-8, this engaging video will spark their curiosity and love for learning. Don't miss out on this delightful experience – subscribe to Playful Learners Hub and let the farm-tastic fun begin!
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Incy Wincy Spider Nursery Rhyme | 3D English Rhymes for Children Kids So...
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I love it when people argue about which words rhyme with which other words, because I work with a guy – and I'm reasonably sure he's a native English speaker, though I have no idea where he's from – who speaks a dialect of English that apparently only has two vowels. Like, "pan", "pen", "pin" and "pun" are homophones for this dude. His answer to which words rhyme with which other words is "yes".
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Clutch
I would ask how fair is life,
But I have no time for this.
I won’t miss the stripe,
And fall on the abyss.
I have spent too much,
And now only left me tears.
It was indeed a clutch,
So I could face my fears.
There is honor on a battle,
But none when you face yourself.
Don’t waste energy on a prattle.
Even if it is hard to do,
Remember what you left on your shelf,
A book where you can see through.
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DIFFERENT TYPES OF SONGS
TAMIL SONGS
Tamil songs in films have a very rich musical tradition , and there are lots of tamil audiences who love tamil songs . Tamil films will also be dubbed into other languages too , so the wider audience will be interested in the songs. Tamil cinema music has the musical renaissance of threshold . In the 19's were 55 songs in one of the films in Tamil and which was reduced to 5 in the cinema . Tamil songs had the greatest impact on a tamil-audience in the best way .The famous singers in tamil songs are S.P Bhalasubhramanyam ,Hariharan , Shankar Mahadevan, A.R Rahman , Shreya Goshal etc.. R. Gnanathesikan is a famous tamil singer and he is known as the Ilayaraja and he sunged lots of hit music in tamil film industry and that is named as Ilayaraja hits. Old tamil songs were evergreen hits , and till in the 20’s too tamil songs are getting trending worldwide . In tamil songs Dappankuth songs are
Also getting trending it's a song which is the same as the folk dance music genre which is performed in the south side country .Kuthu song is also known as Dappan kuthu songs .In each country has their own traditional music system Tamil country has also its own terms of music sense.
ARABIC SONGS
In early Islamic period the traditional music is based on the maqam system , maqams can be more realised with the instrumental music and vocal, and it will exclude the rhythmic component . The composition and improvisation in traditional music is connected with the maqam system . Al-kindi , Al- Farabi ,Abulfara these were some of the arabic musicians , some tones of arabic music are still used in arabic songs ,Pre- Islamic Arabia it has lots of achievements including the music , musical instrument and the musical theory Arabic music or Arab music.its music have its own music styles and genres in the music of the Arab world .it has a long terms of ancient history interaction with many other musical styles.Arabic country has many more rich traditional history and it has the varied styles of music . Each and every country having their own traditional music.The mostly included musical instrument can be in European Mediaeval and classic music have roots in arabic music and the musical instrument have been adopted from the arabic mediaeval world .The musical instruments are lute , rebec ,rebab ,guitar , naker these are all the instruments which is used for the arabic music . There are lots of Arabic music varieties: Arabic reggae and hip -hop , Arabic electronica ,Arabic jazz ,Arabic rock etc.. These are some of the varieties in Arabic music .
ENGLISH RHYME
English rhyme is known as a traditional song or another name for it is a poem and , for Britain and many other countries , children will sing the poem and it is a traditional song for them . It's easy as when the poem is converted as nursery rhyme , the childrens can easily spot that . mainly in english rhyme repetition will be in a phrase more than once within a line of a poem.english rhyme can be also a lullaby for the nursery kids . From the ancient mid 16th century nursery rhymes started to be recorded in English plays .Tommy Thumb's Song is the first collection for the pretty song book ,and it was published by Mary Cooper in 1744. The famous English rhymes are Twinkle twinkle little star ,London bridge is falling down etc ..Childrens can easily access the nursery song and they can study easily there will be ABCD songs each song has a sense of music .
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Yesterday, I fell asleep.
And like a wandering off sheep,
You came to me and made a nip.
And I felt it like a hit,
And then…
I really did understand.
That I’m not a freak,
And I didn’t meet
my life time end…
‘Cause I waited you almost weak,
And finally in that period peak.
You kissed my pale cheek,
Because you knew I’m week…
And then…
You take me by your hand.
I was, before of you, truly meek,
So you started to speak:
“I won’t let you meet your end,
So together we will find our land.”
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Little Miss Muffet, illustration by Kate Greenaway from The April Baby's Book of Tunes by Elizabeth von Arnim, 1900
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I don't think the SoC characters should have British accents at all tbh, but even if they did, shouldn't they sound more working class??? Y'know, considering fucking literally everything about them
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