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U-Brought
sunrise brings sunset
night brings day
life brings death
and you my dear
you bring love and happiness
poem by J.r. Poteau
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Red Sky...
I cant see past the red sky at night,
that brings us such joy, and shepherds delight,
It brings us all closer and better acquainted,
better than war, or any art painted,
cause there`s truth in the sky,
and need you ask why,
because the red sky at night is never a lie,
It looks just so peaceful and ever so clean,
just like a planet where no-one has been,
So lets keep it coming, the goodness and light,
and keep on getting a red sky at night.
poem by Paul G Fisher
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I am co-counsel and as co-counsel I have the right to represent myself, speak for myself and conduct myself and my trial by myself in my best interests in order of due process.
quote by Lynette Fromme
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No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
quote by Ben Johnson
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No man is so foolish but he may sometimes give another good counsel, and no man so wise that he may not easily err if he takes no other counsel than his own. He that is taught only by himself has a fool for a master.
quote by Hunter S. Thompson
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Good counsel is no better than bad counsel, if it be not taken in time.
Because just as arms have no force outside if there is no counsel within a house, study is vain and counsel useless that is not put to virtuous effect when the time calls.
quote by Francois Rabelais
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What Brings You Here To Me
Ghostly figure walks the floor
I hear you try to communicate
I sit and ignore what you do
And how I try to even escape
What Brings You Here To Me
In the dead of night I feel you
My heart pounds hard and fast
The sounds and tricks you do
I pretend your gone at last
What Brings You Here To Me
Imagination some may say
No I refuse because I know
If only they would witness this
Then they would believe it so
What Brings You Here To Me
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Give Me Dark Any Day
Darkness a shroud, created to blind
Light often leaves somebody behind
Dark is forever, faithful and true
Light often hides all the lies from you
You think light brings answers, no
Night does that, just so you know
Night is protective
Light, selective
Night is a comfort, a blanket, and friend
Light hides more lies and ways to pretend
Night is how you protect yourself
Light brings pain that you'd rather put away on a shelf
Watch as night appears as Light fades in the west
Now can you see why I like Dark best?
On that note, I leave you with this
Know that Night will protect you with a dark, sweet abyss
poem by Tori Alana
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The significant sun
The glow grows by day
And the plants make food
Flowers bloom
Lovers meet
Nighttime heat
The sun shines not at night but
But by day
The birds of the air
Chirp a melody
Whistling and fooling
For the curious to see
Why they play
The sun shines not at night
But by day
He hides his glow
Cause he cannot bear to see
The fright of the dark night
And the rays are no more there
Instead cold, musty air
Cold as the heart of the night
Brought about by no light
The sun shines not at night
But by day
Joyful laughter emerges faces
Greeting the bright mourning
Leaving the eerie night behind
The sun brings hope
The night brings fright
And the innocent hearts
Too fragile to bear the sight
Closes its eyes and wishes
For light
The sun shines not at night
But by day
poem by Rachael Hardy
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I Do Not Know Why The Night Brings Its Own Special Music
I DO NOT KNOW WHY THE NIGHT BRINGS ITS OWN SPECIAL MUSIC
I do not know why the night brings its own special music
But after the long hot day a breeze has a song of its own
Music then is in the eyes also
And in the spaces between the deep darkness
And the wondrous white lamplight
One feels a beauty inexpressible -
Time and Life and Fate are many things
But the night when it has its Beauty
Calls to us in sounds of joy no other darkness can.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Real Meaning Of Christmas
Christmas brings lights that lighten every alley.
Christmas fills the void of each heart's saddened valley.
Christmas brings Santa with surprising gifts of toys.
Christmas brings laughter to mainly girls and boys.
Christmas brings carols sung by mellifluous voices.
Christmas brings fantasies that suit many choices.
Christmas adds glamour to the choicest street's splendour.
Christmas emits fun with its rare yuletide colour.
Christmas makes sad faces to beam with unfeigned smiles.
Christmas brings seasonal joy travelling several miles.
Christmas brings hope to the annually despondent.
Christmas brings Christ, ever in our hearts resident.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (9 December 2018)
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The Months
January brings the snow,
makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes loud and shrill,
stirs the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daises at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
Skipping by their fleecy damns.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hand with posies.
Hot july brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers.
August brings the sheaves of corn,
Then the harvest home is borne.
Warm september brings the fruit,
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Fresh October brings the pheasents,
Then to gather nuts is pleasent.
Dull November brings the blast,
Then the leaves are whirling fast.
Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.
poem by Sara Coleridge
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Moon and Stars
I look up above my head this fair evening
And saw the slender of it all,
How the night time is formed and fashioned
And with beauty of night delightful
Brings on that special kind of night.
Bring on the night!
Bring on the beauty of the night,
As the moon shines up
And stars paly up above
So, bring on the night!
Romance in the air
Bring on the night!
Lovers are in motion,
So bring on the night!
Delight me,
Kiss me,
Thrill me,
Bring on the night!
The Night Rider
Riding a dark horse,
With a dark force
The Night Rider.
Where does he go?
That I don’t know.
He goes when there’s no light
He comes through the night
With a great speed
Riding his dark steed.
The suffer he brings
Coming on the wings
Of the dark steed
He’s the one who lead
The forces of darkness
Full of might
Through the night.
He brings suffer
He breaths flame
In the world of darkness
He has fame.
poem by Milan Gojkovic
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Oft, in the Stilly Night
Oft, in the stilly night,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond memory brings the light
Of other days around me;
The smiles, the tears,
Of boyhood's years,
The words of love then spoken;
The eyes that shone,
Now dimm'd and gone,
The cheerful hearts now broken!
Thus, in the stilly night,
Ere slumber's chain hath bound me,
Sad memory brings the light
Of other days around me.
When I remember all
The friends, so link'd together,
I've seen around me fall,
Like leaves in wintry weather;
I feel like one
Who treads alone
Some banquet-hall deserted,
Whose lights are fled,
Whose garlands dead,
And all but he departed!
Thus, in the stilly night,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
Sad memory brings the light
Of other days around me.
poem by Thomas Moore
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Solitary Night
Spending time with one of the spirits tonight.
Feeling the solitude of the night.
Together with the loneliness it brings,
Of no one to talk to at this,
Time of the night.
Oh how I feel the emptiness.
Missing the company of my friends,
At this time of the night.
Spending time with one of the spirits,
While talking about idealistic things.
Longing for their company.
The communication and argumentation,
That this kind of night brings.
Academical, social, political and practical
Subjects we do enjoy discussing about
On a night of peace and solitude.
Like this night of peace and quiet,
I long for my true friends' company.
On a night where the spirits flow,
Freely and happily.
With good country, jazz, blues and rock
Music playing on the air.
Sharing smiles and laughter at one another,
Until the dawn comes knocking down on the door.
(Sept.19,2010)
poem by Lloyd Joshua Hamada Mayangao
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