They were two halves that together formed a magical whole.
quote by Dick Button
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Probablys (Life Poem)
Two halves would not be one,
If our paths had never crossed,
And we went our separate ways,
Where would we probably be?
Two halves on different paths,
But we were meant to be,
If not sooner than later, but
Where would we probably be?
Two halves in separate worlds,
Spinning apart never knowing,
They were meant to be one,
Where would we probably be?
Two halves would be unfulfilled,
Because if we’re apart too long,
I feel empty and lost in space,
Where would we probably be?
Two halves of two worlds collided,
When years ago you said yes,
Our worlds are meant to be one,
Where would we probably be?
Two halves became whole, and
The part of our lives apart, is not
Going to be that question of,
Where would we probably be?
poem by Ian Beckett
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The Rainbow Of Life
What happens after a rain?
When the sun comes out
A rainbow is formed
What's at the end of it?
That's the age old question is it not?
But really what's at the end?
You might say gold or you might not
What's at the end of it?
Is there two worlds
Is there gold
What is there?
I think there are two worlds
One world is more of a magical one
That everyone wants to go to
But the other one is dark and not so magical
And almost no one wants to go to
For we live in the middle
Our world is good and evil
Magical but dark
Filled with death but new life
If we are good people here then we go to heaven
The magical world
Heaven is like riding trough beautiful meadows
On a gorgeous horse
But if we are bad people we go to hell
The dark side and not so magical world
Hell is as if you were to bath in a sea of blood
With all tears of misery surrounding you
Witch one are you going to
Have you been a good person?
Done all the right things
In your life time
Or have betrayed the angle on your shoulder
I'm going to heaven not because I've
Done all the right things in my life
Because I'm a good person
Maybe not out side but inside
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Myself was formed—a Carpenter
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Myself was formed—a Carpenter—
An unpretending time
My Plane—and I, together wrought
Before a Builder came—
To measure our attainments—
Had we the Art of Boards
Sufficiently developed—He'd hire us
At Halves—
My Tools took Human—Faces—
The Bench, where we had toiled—
Against the Man—persuaded—
We—Temples build—I said—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Magical Music Show(Lyrics) :
Welcome to magic, and the magical music show.
You'll get a little magic, from the magical music show.
When you see, you've got it down.
Take a little look around.
Send your eyes up on the stage.
There could be no better day; for magic.
And the magical music show.
We'll send a little magic.
From the magical music show.
When you think you understand.
Take a look, up at our band.
Take another look around.
There could be no better sound, then magic.
And the magical music show.
You'll get a little magic.
From the magical music show.
So welcome to magic.
And the magical music show..
You'll get a little magic.
From the magical music show.
So welcome to magic.
And the magical music show.
And the magical music show-wooh-wooh..
Magic Song-Poem by Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1985,2009..
All rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Henry Layton
Whoever thou art who passest by
Know that my father was gentle,
And my mother was violent,
While I was born the whole of such hostile halves,
Not intermixed and fused,
But each distinct, feebly soldered together.
Some of you saw me as gentle,
Some as violent,
Some as both.
But neither half of me wrought my ruin.
It was the falling asunder of halves,
Never a part of each other,
That left me a lifeless soul.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Alexis II
This message is to every Tom, Dick and Harry!
And like your sweet muse being exposed for the first time;
However, believe in yourself always.
The magical words,
The magical works,
The magical moves,
And like Alexis my lover;
But, how can i go away when i am still in love with Alexis?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hold The Heart
Something magical happens
In bein' with a woman
Who can hold the heart and soul
Of an inamorato
Whether tall or short;
With whatever color eyes,
And however long hair;
With cinnamon skin
Or skin that is pale or dark
Something magical happens
Something magical happens
In seein' the lightness
And swiftness of movement
In watchin' her dance
Or ridin' horseback
Or brushin' her hair
In witnessin' her
Fervent attentions
Her ardent advances
Something magical happens
Something magical happens
In bein' with a woman
With a mysterious crown
Of enchantment that attracts
And can hold the heart.
poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro
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The Magical Horse
the magical horse who i go to
in my dreams. the magical horse
who always finds me, one that
always knows what i'm feeling.
the one that takes me places
to make me feel better and the one
who comes to my window to talk
and whatever i'm lost he always
comes to my rescue. the magical
horse i go to in my dream
poem by Brittany Sherlin
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Magical Days With You
All the magical ways
With the magic of days
My soul is soaring for you
All the magical feeling
With magic that’s healing
Growing and cherishing too
All the magical rhyme
With the magic of time
Whispering love in true
So love as we live
Our souls share to give
Our hearts beat as one, from two
poem by Paul Moosberg
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Barbarella Fortuneteller
If you want to know whats written in the stars
And youre in rio, go-to barbarellas bar
With a magic circle as that company
Today she writes tomorrows diary
Barbarella, magical barbarella
Mystical fortuneteller
Painting a sky of blue
Do you know barbarella, magical barbarella
Mystical fortuneteller
Selling your dreams to you
Oh oh oh, oh...
Oh oh oh, oh...
You take a look into her gypsy eyes
Youll get the feeling
That she never ever lies
She will seduce you with that misty look
Shes gonna read you like an open book
Barbarella, magical barbarella
Mystical fortuneteller
Painting a sky of blue
Do you know barbarella, magical barbarella
Mystical fortuneteller
Selling your dreams to you
Oh oh oh, oh...
Oh oh oh, oh...
Heya, heya, make the furure very clear
Dont you be too shy!
Heya, heya, while you whisper in my ear
Tell another lie
Barbarella, magical barbarella
Mystical fortuneteller
Selling your dreams to you
Oh oh oh, oh...
Oh oh oh, oh...
Oh oh oh, oh...
Barbarella, magical barbarella
Mystical fortuneteller
song performed by by Boney M.
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I believe that I understand gangs better than others. Because they're formed out of necessity. They're formed by people to keep from being suppressed.
quote by Jack Bowman
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My Return To The Magical Mystery Tree
Many kids run through the grass
Playing whatever game they've chosen
Passing them by
I walk up to the magicial mystery tree
I've paid a visit to the magicial mystery
tree before
And some have said that they can see
on the tree, a door
And some have said that they never saw
anything on the tree
I can see the door
But it's locked up tight
And try as I may
I can't unlock it
Not even with the help of the sunlight
Some say there's a whole different world
inside the magical mystery tree
Some say that only fairies and their friends
live inside the magical mystery tree
But no one knows for sure
So
After a few minutes in thought
Thinking of what I should do in the meantime
at the magical mystery tree
I decide to leave some very small gifts behind
for the fairies and their friends
Leaving behind some flowers and jewels
for the fairies and their friends
I certainly hope they'll enjoy them
I place near the door of the magical mystery
tree
After that
I realize I'm all done here
I gaze at the magical mystery tree for a few
moments
Until I realize it's time for me to be on my way
Looking at the magical mystery tree one last
time
I smile
Then I turn and walk away
Enjoy the gifts I've left behind
Fairies and friends
poem by Justin Gildow
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Magical Lore of the Sea
When the Moon arouse in the east,
And crimson skies streaked in west,
Sea glimmered in the evening starlight
And the sun sank in the deep blue twilight.
Evening Star shone from afar
And slowly the veil of light unfurled
Diamonds grew as clusters of star
And the wind hummed and chuckled.
The waves strewn and sea hewn
By a magical glow of the Moon,
The sea boomed and life it sewn,
With the cold reflections in gloom
And magical creatures danced and roamed
And plants bloomed upon moonlit mould
Deer ran helter-skelter as the lions roared
And a magical lore of the sea unfold.
Night after night as the time passed
A new life the Sea canvassed
Of warriors of old she portrayed one night
Who fought the foe and hailed a knight.
And once she revealed in her immense womb
Magical fishes and dolphins in the gloom
Sharks and whales plunging up and down
As the waves rolled with a grin and frown
A magical lore of the Sea unfold
As the Moonlight shines onto her
A magical lore of the Sea untold
Fades away as the Moon sinks into her.
poem by Ravenend Frost
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Diamond
it starts as a double face
one for her and another for another
they all love you
despite the lies and deception
they like the gleams of your multiple faces
you give such a magical light
for them
you are a gem
a diamond
you get tired
looking for mud
you want
to bury what magical light is left
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Song Of A Dream
ONCE in the dream of a night I stood
Lone in the light of a magical wood,
Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang;
And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang,
And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed,
And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
Lone in the light of that magical grove,
I felt the stars of the spirits of Love
Gather and gleam round my delicate youth,
And I heard the song of the spirits of Truth;
To quench my longing I bent me low
By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow
In that magical wood in the land of sleep.
poem by Sarojini Naidu
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From the Green Eye
Eye the river which is formed by why.
Eye as for the river my mind has been formed by the why.
From the green eye which is older than the last bend now strait.
Eye of the blood from one person the river of ancient times.
And as human as the world,
like the river you were brought up why deeply.
The dawn is young, for you why me who she is and I.
When hearing, rising up from the mud and singing.
The river which is formed by the first ancient why.
Ancient times, dusky river filled over in mist.
Eye for my mind,
like the river you were brought up to rise deeply, bloody why.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Now, the language that had grown up and formed itself on those principles is what one is dealing with, and the problem is to bring a work of art in that medium into another medium formed on different principles and heard and understood in a different way.
quote by Robert Fitzgerald
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Today... 'Former of all things
God formed the universe including Earth
and by His word gave virgin light its birth.
His glory the angelic beings proclaim
this great God, the Lord of Hosts is His name.
Then gathering the dust upon the ground
He formed the very first man from that mound.
Stooping down His lips met this man of His
and tenderly breathed in life with a kiss.
Taking a rib from this man called Adam
He clothed it with flesh and formed a woman.
A gift from God for Adam to receive
a beautiful woman whose name was Eve.
The Former of all things had a great plan
to create the universe and make man.
But all of these former things will not last
by His new creation they'll be surpassed.
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No Escape!
A mystical magical feeling
Burst of energy
Elation great
Daydreaming and constant smiles
Looking at the world with starry eyes
Every fibre of the being,
Glowing
None can escape it
This mystical, magical feeling
Called
LOVE
:))
poem by Persian Khushi
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