There is no flower that remains red for ten days, and no power that lasts for ten years.
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There is no flower that lasts ten days and no might lasts ten years.
A Flower with years
Like a seed
I began in the open firmaments of the heavens
battered by the very elements of nature
to make me strong
in a milieu that
oppresses, dictates, and abuses
but I’ll rise'
like a flower, I bloomed with light’s rays
like a flower, I was groomed by years
like a flower, I unfolded with grace
like a flower, I am the living years
but watch and see'
I’ll be your treasure because of these years
I see me with years -
a cistern that absorbs the days
then
replace them with experiences
a price not paid with a few years
so I murmur not
because of these years
yes
I am these years
but I’ll rise'
like a flower, I bloomed with light’s rays
like a flower, I was groomed by years
like a flower, I unfold with grace
like a flower, I live in years
but watch and see'
I’ll be your treasure because of these years
I’m
crafted in hurt, misery and pain
A price I paid for younger to listen and fear
yet they see this not
yet I’m not perturbed because of these years
but I’ll rise'
like a flower I bloom with light’s rays,
like a flower I groomed by years
like a flower I unfold with grace
like a flower I live in years
but watch and see'
I’ll be your treasure because of these years
poem by Paul Andrew Bourne
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The Death of a Flower
Love is a soft, sweet flower
Blooming 'neath sunlight's rays
Life gives love its power
Sustains you all your days
Love is a soft, sweet flower
Bright petals circularly arrayed
Life gives love its power
To hold one's heart in sway
Love is a soft, sweet flower
Flourishing by a cool bay
Life gives love its power
But eventually both fade to gray
Love is a wilted flower
Petals all crumpled and frayed
Life gave love its power
But death took both away
poem by Elizabeth Sheaffer
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Love That Won't Last
when i tell you that i love you
please do not
ask something that lasts
forever
for i am a man
simply a man
and i am
not
immortal
my love lasts
while i last
i last only for a moment
like a flower
that blooms today
and then
tonight is blown away
by the slightest
touch of
this
divine sigh
do not see me as a bud
of this
flower that in your mind
blooms and will last
forever
i am man i am mortal
at any time i may die.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Flower In Our Heart
In our youth, the flower in our heart begins to grow.
Love comes along and that flower blossoms.
As the years, spin merrily by.
Unlike the autumn
when the flowers in our garden,
shrivel and die.
The flower in our heart
remains constantly strong;
right up until our last breath
is finally taken away.
poem by David Harris
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Youthly Power
Sade in the youthly power
like the odor out of the flower
So, in the blosson within the flower
to understand the color of the flower
is the way to comprehend the feeling of the flower
and to feel the flower is by its power from the odor
poem by Shady ElShafie
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Power Flower
Pan is my name
I live outside the door
I have to keep the score of things around you
Fire and air,
Water I prepare
I am the piper at the gates of dawning
Its not magic its not madness
Just the elements I style
And I guarantee faithfully I will never go
Until all is said and done
In a twinkling Ill be gone
Well excuse me I have so much more to do
Fancy I fell,
A childlike tap Ill steal
Look twice my friend its not the wind at all
Youll never see,
What you refuse to be
The power in the seeing is believing.
Its not magic its not madness
Just the elements I style
And I guarantee faithfully I will never go
Until all is said and done
In a twinkling Ill be gone
Well excuse me I have so much more to do
Its not magic its not madness
Just the elements I style
And I guarantee faithfully I will never go
Until all is said and done
In a twinkling Ill be gone
Well excuse me I have so much more to do
(background)
Flower power, power flower, flower power, power of love
Power flower, flower power, power flower, flower of love
(repeat)
Hes a power flower yeah, oh
Protecting all the flowers, yeah, oh
Hes a flowers power, yeah
Through earth, wind, fire, showers, yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hes a power flower yeah, oh
Protecting all the flowers, yeah, oh
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Power lasts ten years; influence not more than a hundred.
Salvation Jane
One chain to the mountain
Two feet in the chain
Three fires approaching
Four hours away
A sol invictus the invicible sun
The night is almost come
Five times the assassin
Six species destroyed
Seven valleys are numbered
Eight years till they're gone
Just when I thought
I'd die on this rock
I see a face I know
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Nine times the protector
Ten years and a day
Eleventh hour we're facing
Twelve o'clock in the sun
Oh mother nature
We're trying to kill you
Such greedy fools
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Thirteen grand designs
Fourteen you're walking the wire
Fifteen is when you're lonely
Sixteen is a long way there
Seventeen is a whisper
Eighteen is a whirl
Nineteen is a mother
Twenty minutes ago
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
Wild wild flower of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power of love
Salvation Jane
You've got the power to change
You're such an easy prey
Salvation
Salvation
Salvation
Submitted by Michael Hack
song performed by by INXS
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A fence lasts three years, a dog lasts three fences, a horse three dogs, and a man three horses.
Sonnet: Great things are born of sufferings
The Bee that stings, alights on each flower,
more gently than the kiss of a lover!
And though it sucks the nectar hungrily,
The flower gives it away, lovingly!
Twisting and turning through the birth-canal,
The baby comes out head first, crying loud;
When mother's sufferings become banal,
It turns into a sigh of relief, proud!
Great things are born out of much sufferings;
And this is true of Poetry that lasts;
In sufferings, the spirit becomes king,
With armour of grace/divineness, God casts.
Effortless man remains in laziness;
After pain comes relief, thats happiness.
poem by John Celes
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Lament For Leaf Loss
Sing sad songs for the days that are gone
Now the days are growing darker and the night lasts long
But listen for the flutter of each shrivelled tear
As it drops in golden leaf-fall of the fading, dying year.
Sing sad songs for the days that are gone
Now the light is growing dimmer and the night lasts long
But listen for the echoes of the summer’s breeze
As it gossips with the branches of the leafless poplar trees.
Sing sad songs for the days that are gone
Now the frost is growing grimmer and the night lasts long
But listen for the rustle of lost autumn leaves
And the crying of the dewdrops as the barren forest grieves.
Sing sad songs for the days that are gone
Now the mood is growing glummer and the night lasts long
But listen for the whispers of the coming spring
When the buds begin their bursting and the birds begin to sing.
Sing no more for the days that are gone
For the light will soon be stronger and the night less long
And listen to the rhythm of season’s song
As spring will soon be with us while the winter won’t be long.
poem by C. Richard Miles
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Slow Love
I want some slow love
The kind that lasts forever
The kind of love that will be there in the morning
I want some slow love
The kind that leaves me never
The kind of love that lasts a long long time
Now dont mistake my coolness for a cold heart
I want you more than you should know
Its just these days Im not inclined to move so fast
Why dont you stay a while say a hundred years or so
And make some slow love
The kind that lasts forever
The kind of love that will be there in the morning
I want some slow love
The kind that leaves me never
The kind of love that lasts a long long time
Im not inclined to live a lifetime in one night
Although I long to touch I yearn for much, much more
A slow love
The kind that lasts forever
The kind of love that will be there in the morning
I want some slow love
The kind that leaves me never
The kind of love I thought Id never find
The kind of love that lasts a long time
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Chinese Cafe/unchained Melody
Caught in the middle
Carol, were middle class
Were middle aged
We were wild in the old days
Birth of rock n roll days
Now your kids are coming up straight
And my childs a stranger
I bore her
But, I could not raise her
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Down at the chinese cafe
Wed be dreaming on our dimes
Wed be playing--
Oh my love, my darling
One more time
Uranium money
Is booming in the old home town now
Its putting up sleek concrete
Tearing the old landmarks down now
Paving over brave little parks
Ripping off indian land again
How long--how long
Short sighted business men
Ah, nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Down at the chinese cafe
Wed be dreaming on our dimes
Wed be playing--
You give your love, so sweetly
One more time
Christmas is sparkling
Out on carols lawn
This girl of my childhood games
With kids nearly grown and gone
Grown so fast
Like the turn of a page
We look like our mothers did now
When we were those kids age
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Nothing lasts for long--
Down at the chinese cafe
Wed be dreaming on our dimes
Wed be playing--
Oh my love, my darling
Ive hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me.
(time goes--where does the time go--
I wonder where the time goes. . .)
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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The Dead Flower Bed
The Dead Flower Bed
The Dead Flower Bed
A Flower Loves
Eye saw the flower bed as eye walked bye it looked so empty after storm has come, on close inspection there was three plants still thriving there in hopefullness and love, whiteflower looking all better, one purple flower plant blossoming, and a forelorn dandylion
without seeds but steadfast in his love in the center of the flower bed between the daughter and his love, after bad weather gone.
Love remains the flowers fade but love still stays even inside the dead flower bed. A flower loves.
poem by Charles Hice
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Dancing Days
Dancing days are here again
As the summer evenings grow
I got my flower, I got my power
I got a woman who knows.
Chorus
I said its alright
You know its alright
I guess its all in my heart
Youll be my only, my one and only
Is that the way it should start?
Crazy ways are evident
In the way that youre wearing your clothes
Suppin boze is precedent
As the evening starts to glow.
Chorus
I told your mamma Id get you home
But I didnt tell her I had no car
I saw a lion he was standing alone
With a tadpole in a jar.
Chorus
Dancing days are here again
As the summer evening grows
You are my flower, you are my power
You are my woman who knows.
Chorus
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Dead Flower
[I am a cheater.liar, sinner..the ideas of the poem mystery are entirely of my cousin arushi chaplot]
A blooming bud converted to flower,
And the flower lived happily,
But soon died its power,
And it withered away rapidly..
But the people around felt good,
Because it was all they wanted,
As they did all in their power that would,
Kill that flower-they taunted..
The flower died one day,
And in dirt and filth it lay,
People showed pity but never felt it,
Reality of dead flower with time became a myth.
poem by Srishti chaplot
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Nothing Lasts Forever
Another day I wait,
Til' I see your face,
I still don't know why,
I'm waitin' in this place.
Oh why do I,
Have to decide?
When all I know,
Is you're on my mind.
So I must say,
Here now,
I must have,
Decided somehow.
Cause I know,
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
And make it all better.
We've spent our time,
With you as mine,
But now I know,
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
And make it all better.
Somehow.
I'm sorry it had to go this way,
But there's nothing I can say.
We've spent our time,
And let it go,
Now I know,
We shouldn't be together.
Cause I know,
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
And make it all better.
We've spent our time,
With you as mine,
But now I know,
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
And make it all better.
Somehow.
I can't believe,
This is happening,
I don't know,
Which way to go,
From here on the way,
I've sat here today,
Thinking about,
The only way out.
Cause I know,
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
And make it all better.
We've spent our time,
With you as mine,
But now I know,
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
And make it all better.
And I know,
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
And make it all better.
Nothing lasts forever,
So I'll go,
Because nothing lasts forever.
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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Poor plastic Flower
My mother in law loves flower
This is our trial
My wife in denial
As she plants a flower
She has a brown thumb
This makes me glum
For she can’t even grow a plum
She has plastic flowers
And those took a powder
Poor plastic flower
A flower needs water
To give it power
She forget this every hour
That is why her flowers are powder
Her plastic flower had power
Until it's last hour
The vase did tower
As it was full of water
Poor plastic flower
poem by Keith Wells
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Little flower
It seems she is the beautiest flower.
Hidden in the darkest tower.
Hidden in the deepest dark.
Wearing all her thorns so sharp.
The flower I do like so much.
The flower I'm not allowed to touch.
The flower I'm thinking of.
Although she's sometimes so rough.
Flower of my misery.
Shine on in eternaty.
Flower of my happiness.
Eased away my deep distress.
The flower is so far away.
Watch her growing day by day.
She lives on the other side.
But she makes my days so bright.
poem by Sven Meinecke
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