Men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, clever; and they die almost at once. They die so soon that our hearts are continually racked with pain.
quote by Philip Pullman
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Continually our love surprises me
Continually our love does me surprise,
as sometimes you bring me pain
and sometimes you hold on to me
while sometimes it feels as if I am reaching into a whirlpool
but sometimes you take away everything bad.
Continually our love does me surprise,
and sometimes tears run over your cheeks
but sometimes it's as if the sun shines through your eyes
and sometimes you hold on to me
while our love is much stronger than just a maybe,
and I am smitten by the look on your face.
Continually our love does me surprise,
as if new depths continually comes to it,
you become part of my awareness
and sometimes you hold on to me
and it's as if we perfectly fit into each other's lives
while continually you are part of me, of my existence;
continually our love does me surprise,
and sometimes you hold on to me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Butterflies For Breakfast? (Life Poem)
Butterflies before you sit the final exam,
Butterflies before you go for a job interview,
Butterflies before you ask her out on a date,
Butterflies before you kiss her for the first time,
Butterflies before you propose two will be one,
Butterflies before you meet her family,
Butterflies before you see her all in white,
Butterflies before you make that big speech,
Butterflies before you see that your baby is OK,
Butterflies before you get news from the doctor,
Butterflies before you lose your job again,
Butterflies before you face any little crisis,
But -
No butterflies for breakfast.
poem by Ian Beckett
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None So Beautiful
Well theres a cross on the hill where the ragweed has grown
Where a mothers young son sleeps all alone
All for the land that he dreamed he could save
Yeah, theres none so beautiful as the brave
Oh, theres a stone in the meadow with all the weight of the world
Where the flowers are watered by the brown eyes of a girl
She cries for the life that her one true love gave
Yeah, theres none so beautiful as the brave
None so beautiful as the boy who cries freedom
None so beautiful as the voice that carries far
None so strong as love beyond all reason that fears no evil
Undaunted by the dark or any wicked mans heart
Oh theres a cross on a hill where no steeple bells ring
A shrine with no name where little children sing to the rhythm that rocks us
From the cradle to the grave
Yeah, theres none so beautiful
Oh, theres none so beautiful
Oh, theres none so beautiful as the brave
Theres none so beautiful as the brave
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Beautiful Eyes
As I gaze deeply into your eyes I cry
Your eyes so stunning for those I would die
Just a simple look back would send me heaven bound
Words need not be said nor the utterance of any sound
No matter what I say nor what I could ever do
Could ever come true to one day hear I love you
You are as the wind can only be felt
Monetary gains can never prove your wealth
Your life is rich even if you don’t see it
Your beautiful smile and your clever wit
Your figure I still desire
Your hips I still admire
Beautiful eyes full of pride
Beautiful eyes my arms will be always open wide
Beautiful eyes I still care
Beautiful eyes forever I will still be there
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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See The Light
Summer's gone winter's in your eyes
I can feel the thunder storms inside
I wake every morning and the cold winds cover me
All I've got's a ghost of what could be
If you can see the lights shine in front of me
If you can see the lights shout out where you'll be
I'm in a broken cream I stare out into space
You know I called you up cos nothing takes your place
I've got a heart of stone and it's sinking deep inside
I want to tell you love I'm too proud to cry
If you can see the lights shine in front of me
If you can see the lights shout out where you'll be
Summer's gone and I can't tell you lies
Oh forgive me love I'm too proud to cry
If you can see the lights shine in front of me
If you can see the lights shout out where you'll be
Summer's gone and I can't tell you lies
Forgive me love I'm too proud to cry
Too proud to cry
Too proud to cry
Too proud to cry
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Creatures Of Love
A woman made a man
A man he made a house
And when they lay together
Little creatures all come out
Well, Ive seen sex and I think its alright
It makes those little creatures come to life
I can laugh or I can turn away
Well, Ive seen sex and I think its okay
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
From the sleep of reason, a life is born
We are creatures, creatures of love
Its okay to be afraid
When the blue sparks hit your brain
We can love one another
Ive been told that its okay
Doctor, doctor, tell me what I am
Am I one of those human beings
Well I can laugh or I can learn to think
So help me now to find out what I feel
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
Weve been here forever, before you were born
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
A man can drive his car
And a woman can be a boss
Im a monkey and a flower
Im everything at once
Well, a woman and a man can be together
If they decide to theyll make little creatures
Watch em now!
Little creature of love
With two arms and two legs
From a moment of passion
Now they cover the bed
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
We are creatures, creatures of love
From the sleep of reason, a life is born
We are creatures of love, we are creatures of love
song performed by by Talking Heads
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See The Lights
Summers gone winters in your eyes
I can feel the thunder storms inside
I wake every morning and the cold winds cover me
All Ive gots a ghost of what could be
If you can see the lights shine in front of me
If you can see the lights shout out where youll be
Im in a broken dream I stare out into space
You know I called you up cos nothing takes your place
Ive got a heart of stone and its sinking deep inside
I want to tell you love Im too proud to cry
If you can see the lights shine in front of me
If you can see the lights shout out where youll be
Summers gone and I cant tell you lies
Oh forgive me love Im too proud to cry
If you can see the lights shine in front of me
If you can see the lights shout out where youll be
Summers gone and I cant tell you lies
Forgive me love Im too proud to cry
Too proud to cry
Too proud to cry
Too proud to cry
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Butterflies, Butterflies
Butterflies they dance
Merrily fly in fields
Dotting fields,
Pink yellow and red are flowers
Flowery butterflies
In beautiful clothes
We play, holding hands around them in fours
And sing, the season's blessings.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Cherish red, love, for the beautiful season is tinged with red!
Cherish red, love, for the beautiful season is tinged with red!
Rosy is the glow on laughing Radha's teeth
And scarlet are the bangles on her exquisite hands.
Cherish red, love, for the beautiful season is tinged with red!
Deep red are the flowers that dropp from the kesudo tree,
The dust that blows is rusty and brown,
Red are the beaks of our feathered friends, the parrot and the myna!
Cherish red, love, for the beautiful season is tinged with red!
Red are the garments of all my friends, whose braids have come off,
For frolicking with Narsaiyya's lord, they are drowned in the nectar of joy!
Cherish red, love, for the beautiful season is tinged with red!
poem by Narsinh Mehta
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Slaughtered And Butchered
I will not live to die to justify your greed.
With an oath and promise to climb out of this pit.
If only for a little bit.
The sentimental value of being free.
Doing as you please.
Responsibility all your own.
Caution is a given.
No one to protect.
Love so so absent, and yet.
A love for the world and all that's around me.
As I move so emotionless, I still move.
Not yet frozen that cold.
With a numbness I grab the icicles behold.
No pain, no apathy to those creatures sliver across the floor.
A actuality when it is not my fault.
Still I get blamed.
A question of where was I like I should have been their.
But for who, those who believe I'm a piece of meat to be continually used?
Slaughtered and butchered.
No mercy, no hesitation with heads hanging on the wall and there's money to be made.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Blue Sky Memories (In Answer To O Ingrid Jonker, For Daleen)
Blue sky memories continually comes to me
of a day under a bright summer sun
as if a part of you stays lingering,
when I love you even more (if I could)
while continually you are snared in my remembering.
Even when times of bad weather want to come
there is an unbreakable bond between us,
while continually I am astounded by our love.
Blue sky memories continually lingers in my thoughts
when I forget all of my previous heartaches,
when continually I am lost in you
and I always know about the depth of our love.
The sparkling sun continuously brings new hope,
when we walk days, months and years together on a road.
poem by Gert Strydom
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How beautiful is
How beautiful is the Belief, when we belief in the God
How beautiful are the Creatures, when we belief in the Creator
How beautiful is the Motherhood, when we belief in the Sacrifices
How beautiful is the Fatherhood, when we belief in the Battles
How beautiful is the Childhood, when we belief in the Innocence
How beautiful is the Dream, when we belief in the Ambition
How beautiful is the Contentment, when we belief in the Simplicity
How beautiful is the Life, when we belief in the dead
How beautiful is the Love, when we belief in the Care
How beautiful is the Happiness, when we belief in the Sadness
How beautiful is the Relationships, when we belief in the Tender
How beautiful is the Fruit, when we belief in the Farming
How beautiful is the Confidence, when we belief in Our self
How beautiful is the Beauty, when we belief in Our eyes
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in Peace
How beautiful is the Friendship, when we belief in Brotherhood
How beautiful is the Marriage, when we belief in Sharing
How beautiful is the World, when we belief in the Peace
poem by Mohammed AlBalushi
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Morning Musings A La Prayer To The Wind And The River
there is pain on my right side
there is something living in there and growing
it is silent
and decent and reserved
it is blind and like all blind creatures
its sense of touch has been well defined
it is touching me
and listening
i am ignoring it
it can take me soon to places that i know
exist and can ostracize me from
friends
it can silence me too
like a raging river that finds its
place of peace
some brown leaves float there
on undisturbed waters
i can hear only the soft wings of butterflies
fluttering
somehow there is pain that sometimes i cannot ignore
but i have accepted them
as my new friends
it will stay with me and then will take me
and i will be gone
but i have always been a brave man
and i am not
at all
complaining
after all, i own nothing and will take nothing
it is it that owns me and so it is it that will take me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How beautiful! !
How beautiful this life is,
It keeps changing every moment
Welcome the new season
And forget the one that went
How beautiful this rain is
The sky is sprinkling love
Each heart is fluttering its wings
Like an innocent dove
How beautiful this moment is
It’s nothing on its own
But may grow into a great chronicle
The seed has just been sown
How beautiful this season is
Every flower is budding out
And my heart is blooming with them
After a long time of drought
How beautiful poetry is
That sitting at my office seat
I’m staring at the windows around
Just to make it complete; -)
How beautiful Sapient policy is
That you work on all 364 days
And don’t feel like doing it on one
In your manager’s books, it stays
How beautiful this industry is
It’s stays very kind with you
But it may kick you out
Suddenly out of the blue
How beautiful this conclusion is
It reflects my real pain
That I’m supporting my application
Even in this beautiful rain: -(.
poem by Vivek Mehta
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Mine Eyes
Sometimes we say before we speak
It's funny how we so bold
Without a word the words are still heard
Somehow the eyes they told
Isn't it funny how we can be
Such creatures of such mystery
All that we are and what's true in our hearts
Through our eyes we can so clearly see
Oh the mysteries within our own souls
We hide so others wont know
But in the end and in the blink of an eye
Your eyes on you they told
Isn't it funny how life can be
Isn't it funny about you and me
Such creatures we are we tell on our hearts
Our eyes have so learned to speak
Sometimes we say without a word
Our eyes so tell the truth
Can you see mine eyes so telling on me
Can you see that I so love you.
2006 Bill Simmons
poem by Bill Simmons
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Live as brave men; and if fortune is adverse, front its blows with brave hearts.
Valley Of Love
welcome to the valley of love
where there is love above, and love below
love, everywhere you go.
in this valley you will see, all of GODS creations
and see the truth in his revelations.
you will be taught the love of man for each other
and for all that the LORD has provided.
in the seas, the sky, the earth, and all its worth.
this love will fill every part of your being
this is what you'll be seeing.
your heart will feel like it's about to explode
and even fill your entire soul.
the love in your eyes, will even fill the darkness night
and turn everything into light.
anything and everything that you could imagine
love to be, will become your reality.
there will be no such things as sadness, or hate
just hearts full of faith.
take your partners hand and travel down the road
to this 'valley of love' where birds will sing up above.
and where sea creatures will jump out of the water
all in perfect order.
and the land creatures will run ahead.
to make you a warm comfortable bed.
this valley is not a dream, or just imagination
it is a beautiful desired sensation.
which fills your heart to capacity, and opens your eyes
so that you could see, all that is meant to be.
poem by Louis Rams
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Beauty Autumn Vavroovahana Patra
Autumn comes with gaiety;
Alluring Nature smiles with delight.
Attracting in her beauty;
All creatures enchant with delight.
Beauteous looks the lap of Nature;
Benevolent god blesses all creatures.
Boys and girls return from school delightfully.
Best is the Autumn plays allure gaily.
Crows play happily on the tree;
Cows graze on the field being free.
Cattles look beautiful;
Cow-boy plays with them are delightful.
Dogs roam hither, thither are obedient;
Days pass quickly, peasants pray mother with merriment.
Deity of deities Devi Durga prayed everywhere;
Devee loves all creatures.
Eve looks beautiful;
Every hearts are delightful.
Evening brings pleasure;
Entire Earth smiles with pleasure.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Beautiful Are Eyes!
Sure, sure, it is true,
eyes are windows,
Windows that opens the heart,
mind and Soul,
To world around!
Beautiful eyes that see pain around,
And within see that pain,
Enchanting peace of soul,
That eyes which see the Self Everywhere,
The eyes that are beautiful,
Only windows that bring the fresh air!
Eyes are beautiful that can see beyond,
And see beyond the world,
The world beyond heaven and hell
hello hello namaste to all,
Smiling lips add to its beauty,
That can keep it smile in all worlds!
Eyes that are beautiful,
That can see beloved everywhere,
The formless beloved in all forms,
nicely packed in ugly or attractive packets,
Our beloved tests us,
Let the beautiful eyes show us the truth!
Eyes are beautiful not when they attract others,
But attracts with highest wisdom and knowledge,
Eyes are beautiful when they radiate love and compassion!
Eyes are beautiful which shines with truth,
Glows with cosmic intelligence,
that has Infinite ocean of Self behind,
The eyes that
bornblind Surdas,
Helen Keller,
Louis Brail and
many such had!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Broken Hearts
So many guys
So many girls
Falling for each other
Little do they know
What is to come
Broken hearts
They don't seem harmful
But, oh, you are so blind
The pain
The unbearable pain
That Broken hearts bring
They leave you crying for help
Falling to your knees in pain
Wishing you never knew love
Wishing you never loved
Yet, love is so beautiful
So wonderful, so amazing
But not the after taste
Oh, no, not that
Broken hearts are so much harder to fix
Than scrapped knees
The scar is deeper
That no kiss can fix
Oh, the pain, the unbearable, throbbing pain
Broken hearts bring
poem by Stephanie Sanchez
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