This season, over eight productions, I am presenting four young tenors.
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What people want is not what some would call imaginative and often austere productions but very lavish productions which cast back into the auditorium an image of their affluence.
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Presenting statues of honor to reporters for covering an earthquake is like presenting a first prize to a doctor for performing surgery.
quote by Phil Donahue
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The day i was born! (26 / 10 / 2011 / 03: 15-AF) .
I respect the day i was born, because it proves a point of my reasons in planet earth. /
I am addicted to knowledge & information about respect. /
Hence, i disindulge myself from different people. /
I have been an author from the day i was born. /
I find it hard to give up my career, because it made me to achieve my victory. /
Author: Koena France Mokoena
kfm productions.
poem by kfm Productions
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The Growing Season
The seasons work together
To make the world possible
Summer, the sun season
Fall, the leaf season
Winter, the snow season
And spring, the time of beauty
Summer, the yellow season
Fall, the orange season
Winter, the white season
And spring, the time of the rainbow
Summer, the blank season
Fall, the shadow season
Winter, the dying season
And spring, the growing season
The growing season
There is not many tenors in the male category and that makes me stick out.
quote by Bryan White
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End to Life and Life to Come
Thunderous mountains brought forth from slumber.
Clashing on air in the midnight mists of souls
Spiral to the depths of the earth
Seek the mother to grasp the answers
Instill she has the questions pondered
Never ending whispers amongst the winds
Embraced by the musical tenors of every season
Fiery skies rape the sleeping beauty
All is in a tither, patiently awaiting solace
Come it will, when the heavens divide the earth
Maker of life shield the eyes of the innocents
Twisted agony ceases this day
Exodus has come
No more worship to life
poem by Cassandra Reiman
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Presenting yourself
Presenting yourself
In all poems
And directing me
To write
This and that
Calling these fine
You made me great.
Living in this earth
I'm thankful to you
I'm just an instrument
In your hand
I'm getting self respect
Honour with family
Kith and kins
Friends and well-wishers
You appreciate me
And you made me great.
Presenting yourself
In everything and
Doing everything
Only for me
You made me great
Thanks and it is
I know not sufficient.
I'm nothing
You are really great.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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To the Teacher.
To The Teacher.
Teach my child the formation of the letters
Love and affection, science maths, chemistry and physics
With some short stories, songs and poems
Not only the theoriticals, practicals of massive productions
But also the outcomes of harmful by productions
Not to make a genious to produce automic bombs
But to rescue living beings from those welthier mines
Gold, silver and copper to illuminate ornaments and aeroplanes.
[email protected]
Wrote to the teacher on 07th june 2003 and presented to the Engineering Excellence.
poem by Sisirachandra Vaduge
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Winter
As I walked outside
My face can feel the cold
I am taking a stride
I see people young and old
Taking a stride down the snow on their sleds
I see lots of beautiful snow
And not so ripe trees
Winter is a season that makes me warm inside
Winter is a sad season to everyone
To me, winter is a happy season.
I Cant Think Straight
I cant think straight
Take a look, look at me
What you get is what you see
Ride a bike drive a car
Vegan pie cut a fart
On the bus on the train
Tami d on the brain
Cant explain like the who
Now its time to do the do
I cant think straight
On my couch with a pen
Wheres the phone again again
Cant control rhythm rhyme
Naked beats on the mind
Goodevening ladies
My name is roy cormier I like it smooth terribly.
I mean, a lot of fellas, they like it raw.
Personally, I prefer smooth, you know, like the coconut lotion,
Im talkin I run a lot of productions company productions,
Keepin it on the smooth, generally. on the coconut, and uh,
You know with the coconut lotion and all, keeping it lovely, its uh,
You know, nothing but love, baby baby
I am yes you are no
I am yes you are no
You are no I am yes
I cant think straight
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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In high school, I was Mr. Choir Boy. I had solos, I was helping out the tenors with their parts and our choir teacher would ask me what songs we should do.
quote by Lucas Grabeel
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Out Of Season
I found out just a little too late.
I had my doubt, but I decided to wait.
Even though I could feel somethin comin
It came as such a surprise.
I should have known when you first started
Runnin away before my eyes.
Im so out of season
You left me cold and Im standin here freezin.
Im so out of season now.
I lost out.
I wasnt playing to win.
And I think about
How I just took it all in.
Just when I thought
I couldnt get any higher
You cut me down to size.
I should have noticed
When you put out the fire.
Instead, I just closed my eyes.
Im so out of season.
You left me cold and Im standin here freezin.
Im so out of season now.
Im so out of season
You let me go and you gave me no reason.
Im so out of season now.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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The Season Of Spring
THE SEASON OF SPRING
the season of spring
weather seems to sing
lovely lovely days
are coming our ways
the season of spring
blooming blossoming
of nature of all kind
let roots unbind
the season of spring
birds unfold their wings
diving high into sky
wish one could fly
the season of spring
careful hearts love sting
reaching out towards others
some persons might bother
the season of spring
nice sound bells ring
new wave new style
faces have on a smile
the season of spring
an new awakening
busy humanity on earth
as if it’s a new birth
listen listen to my words
the season of spring is near
now a look into your lovely eyes
and one can see spring is already here
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Image From D'Orleans
Young men riding in the street
In the bright new season
Spur without reason
Causing their steeds to leap.
And at the pace they keep
Their horses' armoured feet
Strike sparks from the cobbled street
In the bright new season.
poem by Ezra Pound
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Irresistible
Seasons come, seasons go
But each season leaves a distinction
For which it is remembered
So once a season came
With a green environment
Rosy plants all around
And I enjoyed the period
Went to the orchard
And picked a flower
That I stayed with long after the season had vanished
But this same flower I had picked
Went with the season
I did not know I could not stay with it
Without its season
Despite all that
There is a wonderful flower I have seen
Which does not vary with seasons
But stays amidst all circumstances and seasons
It has a goon\d name
That every time I mention it
I find myself hungry
Dear sister
Pick the flower too
The all season flower of salvation!
poem by Brian Bwesigye
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Christmas Is A Season...
christmas is a season of the heart,
a time to cherish family and friends;
a time to laugh and hug, or start,
to amplify the joy your prescense sends.
christmas is a season of the heart,
it knows the love that cannot die;
it knows the reasons that we part,
and gladdens, 'tho we know not why.
christmas is a season of the heart,
it shines it's light to all who see;
gifts are heaped upon it's cart,
and we are thrilled, to let it be.
christmas is season full of joy,
with acts of giving at every turn;
a child's eyes shine with it's new toy,
and lessons of love we slowly learn.
christmas is a season of happy sounds,
carols of praise float on the air;
the season of love that knows no bounds,
the season that shows we truly care.
poem by David Lessard
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Sighting
I ask for a chance to sight a bird,
May winter run away afterward.
This season is just some of the year,
What may pass can disappear.
My season transmits its pride to the park,
And the nation changes a season, very dark.
Let evil be somebody very dark and grey,
Not the present season, not winter anyway.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I Secure My Future!
I provide you with mentorship, because i want you to be successful...
I am going to teach you how to prove a point, compose a poem or drawing.
I believe this will make you a better person in future.
I am on my way to victory, hence i am unstoppable.
I have been a mentor from when i was young.
...Hey yo..boy i am in a hurry, but i think you have a problem...
Don't be scared calm down & try to explain your problem,
remember though your problem is my problem...
I suggest you get away from your friends, because they give you bad influence.
I have been there & done that & i regret...
I believe you deserve something better, so i give you a chance!
poem by kfm Productions
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Rains Have Come
Dear Mom, send my dad across; the rainy season has come.
Oh, dear daughter, how can I?
Your dad's too old; the rainy season has come.
Dear Mom, send my brother across; the rainy season has come.
Oh, dear daughter, how can I?
Your brother's too young; the rainy season has come.
Dear Mom, send my uncle across; the rainy season has come.
Oh, dear daughter, how can I?
Your uncle's too dandy; the rainy season has come.
poem by Amir Khusro
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With The Flying Upon Her Broom
If she did have an honest bone in her body,
It was highly camouflaged.
I thought I saw it too!
But too duped I was by her sweetened charms.
And other skills she had in presenting visuals.
Skilled in the art of pretension this one.
I am sure by now someone might have seen it?
A depth connected to truth and heartfelt honesty.
Or one she pulled out of her bag of tricks!
Still beating with a pulse.
Not realizing that this heart is fresh.
And has just been ripped from someone's chest.
Which reminds me of the season of witches.
And how happy she must be this time of year,
To celebrate with the flying upon her broom.
I am sure she has kept a lot of tricks to treat,
Up her sleeve or wherever she hides them.
And the same habits of trying anything,
To remain convincing as a human being.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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