IT’S ALL STARTED WHEN

 

Poetry killed the poet.

The poet loved poetry.

The poet’s son was watching it

and wrote a poem.

The poem which the poet’s son wrote was missing one day.

The poet’s son suspected poetry must have hidden it.

How do you find the poem?

The poet’s son went to poetry and asked where the poem was.

Poetry was silent.

Next moment, poetry tried to kill the poet’s son also.

But the poet’s son caught poetry just before

and killed the poetry.

That was the story how poetry was lost long ago.

It’s all started when poetry killed the poet.

EPIC

 

Once upon a time,

Poetry man painted rhythm. Rollin’ and tumblin’ picture in a frame. Stormy weather. Sing sing sing. Lullaby of birdland,  the galaxy song   beyond the blue horizon. Don't think twice, it's all right. Everything flows. Row row row.     River man. Many rivers to cross. The magic number  sittin’ on the dock of the bay somewhere down the crazy river, muddy water. Straighten it out, master builder. Conception by the light of the silvery moon. Take me to the river. Ring ring ring.      Starman. Scenario  standing on the corner Plum street. She’s out there somewhere on the sunny side of the street. Don't get around much anymore. Constellation folks who live on the hill running up that hill. Misty mountain. On the road again. Don’t get me wrong,  Yellow. Speak no evil,  deep purple. Draw the line,  Blue in green, Footprints dancing barefoot praise you from a distance. The man with a child in his eyes. Remedy. Memories are made of this golden ring. On and on, the circle game changes. Arthur’s theme swinging on a star, bridge over a troubled water, moving over the rainbow. Take this waltz. Message in a bottle. ——————————————— (Collage of song titles)

Calling

 

Here comes the rain again.

Do you really want to hurt me?

I can’t tell you why.

That’s the way everybody wants to rule the world.

What a wonderful world.

Fly me to the moon.

Grandfather’s clock 

moving this masquerade time after time 

without you.

I can’t go for that Tequila Sunrise.

Fragile night birds drive carnival long long time.

Take my breath away.

Shout,  Luka.

Every breath you take.

Sweet dreams are made of this fantasy.

Wonderful tonight.

Love me tender,  true dreams.

The rose.

Just the way you are.

Hallelujah.

Honesty …..  wait for me.

You are the sunshine.

Feelings …..  stand by me.

The tide is high.

Moon river

You’ve got a friend close to you.

When you wish upon a star,

imagine the sound of silence,

unchained melody 

calling you.

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(Collage : Song titles——from the book of repertoire)