P A Noushad ...

When I reached William Shakespeare's house,
as the fulfilment of my childhood dream,
I was amazed.
There, in the courtyard,
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I walked where echoes softly blend,
Through time's embrace, where dreamers wend.
Shakespeare's breath still stirred the air,
A childhood wish fulfilled with prayer.
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Where Eternity Whispers

I walked where time and echoes blend,
Through hallowed doors where dreamers wend.
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The 2026 FIFA World Cup Song titled AMERICA
gets world acclaim all around the world
beyond the continental boundaries due to its
theme and ideas, which inspire football fans quickly.
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"AMERICA" - the anthem of the 2026 FIFA World Cup
- rises beyond borders,
a call that echoes in every heart across continents.
It is more than a song; it is a soul-stirring symphony of unity, a flame that lights the spirit of football lovers
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It begins not with a sound, but with a stir—
a whisper in the wind, a pulse in the heart,
AMERICA, the song, rises like dawn—
not from one land, but from the soul of many.
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AMERICA...
A Symphony of Fields and Dreams...

It begins with light spilling over green fields,
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The quiet storm of heartbreak
as black tears, your song touches my heart,
mind and soul, as the realities of earthly life,
uncertainty is the certain thing in the life on earth,
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The quiet storm of heartbreak sighs,
In black tears falling from twilight eyes.
Your song — a shadowed lullaby —
Touches where thought and soul lie.
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Black Tears, Sacred Flame
for Imelda May

A quiet storm in velvet shade,
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In the silence between notes and tears,
A poet rose — with heart sincere.
Not to echo fame or chase acclaim,
But to honor sorrow, soul, and flame.
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In the hush between a heartbeat
and the breaking of a voice,
he appeared—
not to dazzle,
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In the hush between a heartbeat
and the breaking of a name,
he arrived—
not to dazzle,
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Black Tears, Sacred Flame
for Imelda May

A quiet storm—
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Doubt that we are living on earth,
doubt that the sun gives us the light,
doubt that the water keeps
our lives here,
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Never doubt my love dear,
never, never...

Doubt that we are living on this earth,
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I am here, inside the house of the Bard,
Where silence breathes, and spirits guard.
The wood, the stone — they softly sigh,
With voices that time could never deny.
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Doubt the stars that light the sky,
Doubt the sun and winds that sigh,
Doubt the moon's soft silver gleam —
But never doubt this love, my dream.
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You can doubt the stars above,
Or the morning sun's first light.
You can question time and tide,
Or the silence in the night.
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Here I sit, alone, in an old stone church
in England,
beneath the quiet eyes of Jesus
etched upon the wall.
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