People who light up like Roman candles come down in the dark very quickly.
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Candles
The days of the future stand in front of us
Like a line of candles all alight----
Golden and warm and lively little candles.
The days that are past are left behind,
A mournful row of candles that are out;
The nearer ones are still smoking,
Candles cold, and melted, candles bent.,
I don’t want to see them; their shapes hurt me,
It hurts me to remember the light of them at first.
I look before me at my lighted candles,
I don’t want to turn around and see with horror
How quickly the dark line is lengthening,
How quickly the candles multiply that have been put out.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Upon The Sight Of A Pound Of Candles Falling To The Ground
But be the candles down, and scattered too,
Some lying here, some there? What shall we do?
Hold, light the candle there that stands on high,
It you may find the other candles by.
Light that, I say, and so take up the pound
You did let fall and scatter on the ground.
Comparison.
The fallen candles do us intimate
The bulk of God's elect in their laps'd state;
Their lying scattered in the dark may be
To show, by man's lapsed state, his misery.
The candle that was taken down and lighted,
Thereby to find them fallen and benighted,
Is Jesus Christ; God, by his light, doth gather
Who he will save, and be unto a Father.
poem by John Bunyan
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Dark and Light
Here where I live it is dark.
Abide within and it is dark.
Sinister beings dwell in the dark.
Seeing is not possible in the dark.
They are Dark.
Cavort about in the dark.
Come and surround in the dark.
Laugh and howl in the dark.
See them not, hear them yet, here in the dark.
They are Dark.
Not always do I live in the dark.
Comes a time without the dark.
Sinister beings exists in the dark.
Cannot survive without the dark.
They are Dark
When it is not dark,
And it is not always dark.
Beings of warmth pierce the dark.
Crack and splinter the dark.
They are Light.
Then sometimes I live in the light
Warm and safe in the light
Want to stay in the light.
Surrounded by life and love in the light.
They are Light
Sometimes light, sometimes dark.
In one world, than in the other.
In one, fear; love in the other.
Back and Forth, Light and Dark
I am Dark! I am Light!
poem by Jeff Manion
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And Here Comes Dark
It's dark outside
But I see the light
Then darkness
I see the light again
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I am lonely and sad
But I see the light
You ask my name
Then darkness
You take my hand
I see the light again
We fall in love
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I can't find you
But I see the light
You were right there
Then darkness
I have my doubts
I see the light again
You say I'm wrong
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I reach for you
But I see the light
You don't reach for me
Then darkness
I feel alone
I see the light again
I read your face
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I want to leave
But I see the light
You're come to me
Then darkness
I feel your grip
I see the light
You're hurting me
And here comes dark
It's dark outside
I try to scream
But I see the light
You have my throat
Then darkness
I can not breath
I see the light
For the last time
And here comes dark
poem by Yasmin Rubayo
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What The Poet Wrote
What the Poet Wrote
(Birth over an open grave)
A poet wrote: ”Mothers give birth over an open grave. I thought it was harsh, most
children live long after their mothers die. A young man driving behind me was edgy
wanted to overtake thought I was driving too slow. I kept as far to the right as I could,
he saw his chance, but he was not quick enough, front collision. He wasn’t wearing
seat belt, died on the bonnet of his car. So much blood, dark red and sweet, but his
eyes were open and they saw beyond to a place I have never been. His mother,
a widow, collapsed when the coffin was lowered into a an unfeeling ground, she had
given birth over an open grave. I see a field lit by millions of candles in rows a man
walks among them and ever so often snuffs out light with his thumb and index finger.
But behind him new light appear, sometimes he turn go back and snuffs the new
lights out, mothers who have given birth over an open grave. He is now heading for
the part of the field where the candles have burnt out, only the wick flickers, quickly
he snuffs them out, but misses some, of people who live too long, those who death
has cruelly missed. There is no light on my terrace, a car passes by and plants casts
shadows on the wall, they have no colours. I’m past caring; tomorrow will come
whether I’m there or not, mother will never know if she gave birth to an open grave.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Light And Dark Have Waned
seven people of light;
a walker of dark;
collect seven signs, are given
split thy light, dark thy rule
whom have dread, yet seven undismayed,
dare face his power
thy dark avows is terror,
to move from, to another
dark is terror still
their light and dark are no more,
just light no walker.
as having walker being passed
from servant of dark
to ruler of light.
the world now be it in peace
with no war and intervening d.ark
poem by Pugegee Phoenix
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For K.R. on her Sixtieth Birthday
Blow out the candles of your cake.
They will not leave you in the dark,
Who round with grace this dusky arc
Of the grand tour which souls must take.
You who have sounded William Blake,
And the still pool, to Plato's mark,
Blow out the candles of your cake.
They will not leave you in the dark.
Yet, for your friends' benighted sake,
Detain your upward-flying spark;
Get us that wish, though like the lark
You whet your wings till dawn shall break:
Blow out the candles of your cake.
poem by Richard Wilbur
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By The Sweat of Your Brow
Giving me too much time to consider that
I am not going home:
Snails on my shoulders in their little houses:
Roman candles pointed earthwards toward
The canal-
And I am in a place they thought may not
Have existed-
And they burn effigies of broomsticks until the
Candles become sauce and gravy,
Until, sometimes, the midnight works,
And you can float underneath her as a little boy
Going up and up into a chimney
While yards of aerobuses circle beneath you
And the magic is in your armpits:
And the magic is by the sweat of your brow
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
Jack Kerouac in On the Road
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Candles In My Heart
Beholding yourself in me,
Your filaments all over,
Its dawn in my world
Light the candles in my heart,
Shed light upon thee,
Chase the darkness away
My heart is mirrored along,
Reflections and purity,
You brought a luminous
Who then shall put a spark,
Your hands are worthy beautiful,
Light up my heart beautiful one
There was a fire, they screamed
You and I know ourselves,
Light up the candles please
Love is knocking at your door,
Asking only few not more,
Complete me and make me whole
Upon when shall I be in darkness,
Angiushing in great loniless,
Stretch your arm, i need a caress
My heart want to burn with love,
Behold its a right and perfect move,
Set my heart ablaze my love
I have been waiting for long,
Until when shall you light the candles,
I need a flame my love
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Torch Song
(fish, steve rothery, mark kelly, pete trewavas, ian mosley)
Read some kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now
Something about roman candles fizzing out, shine a little light on me now
Found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation, alcohol can thrill me now
Its getting late in the game to show any pride or shame
I just burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now, yeah
Doctor says my liver looks like leaving with my lover, need another time out now
Like any sort of hero turning down to zero still standing out in any crowd
Pulling seventeen with experience and dreams, sweating out a happy hour
Where youre hiding 29 you know it aint a crime to burn a little brighter now
Burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now
Dr. finlay: and my advice is if you maintain this lifestyle you wont reach 30
Torch: christ -- its a romantic way to go really, its part of the heritage, its your round init?
We burn a little brighter now, yeah
Read some kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now
It was something about roman candles fizzing out, shine a little light on me now
Found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation, alcohol thrill me now
Getting late in the game to show any pride or shame burn a little brighter now
We burn a little brighter now, yeah
Burn a little brighter now, we burn a little brighter now
song performed by by Marillion
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To Age With Grace
Let my birthday candles
glimmer in the dark.
As another year comes upon me
let me feel their spark
to face unafraid
my future days
that show up one by one,
whether they're lined with cloudy days
or shiny like the sun.
Each year that brings me closer
to that designated time,
the candles flicker softer
to let me know that I'm
closer to my God
than I've ever been.
So I blow out the candles once again
and take a new breath in.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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On The Way
Darkness is coming
It's going to get really cold, so where are you?
You are my light and my warmness
Darkness is falling really fast
So you better come quickly
I need your comfort and light
'Cause I am afraid of the dark
As darkness approaches
I hope you are on your way
I know you just left
But I need your comfort and light
It's dark and miserable
Without you
So where oh where are you
poem by Makayla Straight
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Uglatto
You ooh ooh another hairdo mobutu shoes
This roman nose
Yourre uglatto
You grin like a star
The grille of a car
Fat oldsmobilo
A puffed potato
This roman say ugh-latto
You a bad tomato speak esperanto
So desperato and constipato
This roman nose
Youre uglatto
Why do you wiggle so you make me
Want to ho ho in front of people
You are so uglatto
song performed by by Devo
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The Roman Code was merely an enunciation in words of the existing customs of the Roman people.
quote by Henry James Sumner Maine
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The War Between Light and Dark
The disasters in this
world of ours-
terrorists and
killings and such.
The good is also there-
humanitarians and
love and charity.
Every day there are
throws and kicks in the
war between
good and evil.
The war between
light and dark.
Sometimes it seems
as if one side is winning,
but the next it has lost.
People despise the
dark, but it serves as
a complicated balance.
Without dark,
there is no light.
Without light,
there is no dark.
No challenges,
no tests,
no good,
no evil,
no reason to even
live.
Light and dark-
the ironic
saviors of the
Earth.
poem by Jenna Dandurand
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The World's Twilight
The hour has come.
What hour?
The two worlds are combining
What worlds?
The worlds of light and dark
Somethings are only visible in the dark or light
The dark, heartless people can't survive in the light
the heartless are trying to kill you,
run to the light
No light may shine on it.
Any lit room is safe
protect your light
Watch your light
let it burn in the night
expect the unexpected
The hour has come
What hour?
Light and dark are combining
Its the hour of Twilight
A very scary and gloomy sight to see
escepially when someone takes it away.
Every world is cut in half
It has a light side and a dark side
Choose what side you will be on.
Always watch your light
poem by Natalie Vail
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The Divine Light
Eyes grow dim
Darkness prevail
Aghast lightening may dazzle the eyes,
Whole surrounding be gloomy and dark
'Gentle Eye of Day' be blind.
Still be patient
Still be kind-
To know thyself and keep in mind
No light is ever brighter
No light is more shining
Than the One thou hast within
The Light Within, the Light Divine
That will tear and crumble to pieces
The gloomy clouds and dark mountains.
Know thyself
Open thy eyes-
The eyes of Faith
The eyes of Mind
And look your surroundings
All brightened
All brightened with Brightest Sun.
Thousands of candles
Thousands of lanterns
Thousands of torches can't make up a sum-
The Light of Soul
The Light of Self
The Light of joy-
The Divine wholesome.
poem by Vivek Tiwari
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Lost in the afterglow
fireworks sparks
whenever we make love
you caress me in the dark
though not completely roman candles are lit
your love light a fire and
my hearts consumed in its flames
I burn with tender passion and
I surrender to you
Hearing the sound of your voice
easily puts me in a trance
seducing me
whispering sensual words into my ear
and your loving eyes would study my beauty
as your fingers travel my body like a road map
lips meeting mines as we'd kiss passionately
and a night of romance and passion would ensue
you got me so in love, kissing you
A nights full of pleasure
provided me with a lifetime of happiness
It's these moments that my heart treasures
poem by Marcquiese Burrell
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Darkness Of Light
People regard light as a great principle,
Something that awakens our day,
Something that enables us to see in our misty minds,
Something that we all share.
But when does light share darkness,
Nobody ever thinks about when light was dark,
How it was used to kill and sacrifice,
The forgotten.
This light isn't all good,
For once it cleared the darkness,
It never fought away its return,
This darkness in which we all live in,
Is only light itself, for the earth started in darkness.
The birth is only the true state,
The Big Bang or God brang light,
But before the light there was dark,
And light was our saviour now
Our destroyed respects in the dark.
poem by Viraj Bhanshaly
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