Sunset
The sun is perched
on the edge of the world,
its crimson colour aglow,
beckoning clouds of the night
to wake their sleepy heads,
as it wants to rest
itself for another day.
poem by David Harris
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Candle At The Edge Of The World
There is a candle at the edge of the world
that burns for all humanity.
In the daytime, it burns blue
to colour our skies when we wake.
At night, it is covered with a shade
and that is when darkness calls.
This candle at the edge of the world
is a constant reminder to us all
that if we venture too far too fast
we will eventually fall.
The candle burns within us
to show us the way each day
and if it ever fails
that is when our darkness calls.
It burns through our torment and strife,
our loves, happiness and failures too.
That candle at the edge of the world
is simply me and you.
poem by David Harris
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Birds
Have you seen the birds
Perched on lamp-posts,
Cars and roof-tops?
May be, they are perched
On your heads too; -)
What do they do? !
You’ve cut off all the trees.
So now, they just have
These inanimate objects
And a lot many dumb heads
To perch and poo; -)
I love them flying in the sky
But I wonder…
When they get tired of flying,
And wish to rest on the
Swaying branches,
They might be wrangling
With each other,
For lack of space
To find the best tree
Or in a couple of years,
Maybe the only tree –
Left to shelter them.
Just as we humans
Squabble with each other
For scraps of land
That are hardly there
To house us
As most of them
Have been taken up
By the skyscrapers
To boost our flagging economy.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Where the Wild Things Are
So wake up sleepy one
It's time to save your world
Steal dreams and give to you
Shoplift a thought or two
All children touch the sun
Burn your fingers one by one
By one
Will this earth be good to you ?
Keep you clean or stain through ?
So wake up sleepy one
It's time to save your world
You're where the wild things are
Yeah
song performed by by Metallica from Reload
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Walking On The Edge
Keep on, keep on, whispering in the night
Theres no problem if its not in sight
In the face of annihilation
We still plan futures for the children
Keep on whispering in the night
People talk its just cocktail chatter
What we say, anyway, doesnt really matter
Everybody, time is tight
Were walking on the edge
Of the long black night
From the left and from the right
Theyre walking on the edge
Of the long black night
And waiting on the big bang
Wake up, wake up, yes this is your life too
The light of spirit also burns in you
In the face of extermination
We still plan futures for the children
Get up, yes this is your life too
We talk and talk and shake our heads in wonder
Nothing that we can do
Can stop us from going under
Everybody, time is tight
Were walking on the edge
Of the long black night
From the left and from the right
Theyre walking on the edge
Of the long black night
And waiting on the big bang
I sit here and contemplate my future
And all the songs that we all sing
Dont really do a thing
Everybody, time is tight
Were walking on the edge
Of the long black night
From the left and from the right
Theyre walking on the edge
Of the long black night
And waiting on the big bang...
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Two Sleepy People
Two sleepy people miles apart,
May be sleepy but close in heart.
Two so alike it's hard to believe.
Too much to do, too much to achieve.
Awake in hours of the night,
Unable to rest, too uptight.
Two sleepy people, one young, one old.
Maybe sleepy but both are bold.
Not afraid to tackle anything.
Not afraid to face what life may bring.
Awake and burning the hours away.
Two sleepy people are too far away.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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There was a sleepy head, you see
She was as sleepy as could be
When at night she didn’t rest,
Daytime put her to the test.
And, oh, that sleepy head was me.
quote by by Walterrean Salley
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What Mother Tells Me
she is always the first to wake up in the house
as she prays the rosary
and father follows to check the carabao on the side
of the hill and transfer it to a greener pasture
while we their children are still asleep
always wanting more sleep on those cold days
curled in our bed covered with thick blankets
and soft pillows on our heads and our ears all covered up
against the sound of the kitchen
our eyes hiding from the light of the morning sun
and mother pulls my blanket
and takes my arm and hugs me and tells me
wake up! wake up! the night is over
go to the river and take your bath
there is no one on your side now
the rest have gone to their respective tasks
wake up! wake up! my son
go and clean yourself and face the day because
the night is over
and these words still cling to my ears:
the night is over
and another one will be coming
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sleepy Time Girl (Song) :
Sleepy time girl.She never gets her rest.
Sleepy time girl.She never does her best.
At anything!
Sleepy time girl.She's never on the ball.
Sleepy time girl.Her words! They're always
off the wall.
That little sleepy time girl.
Sleepy time girl.Sleepy time girl.
She's always late for school.
Sleepy time girl.
She never ever seems to care.
That little sleepy time girl..
Short-Song-Poem By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1986,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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Edge Of Day
Sitting near the edge of day
when the night creatures go to sleep
and just before the day creatures awake.
When the clouds of darkness dissipate
leaving the sky a pale blue,
so the sun can peer through.
That edge of silence
when no sound stirs.
That few minutes when the world
is at peace with itself.
I sit there and ponder
all the wonders of the world,
the beauty that catches you by surprise
when you first see it with wide-open eyes.
The strugglers in foreign parts
to see each new day through.
The deserts and the mountains
that stretch out across so many lands.
The delicate landscapes that all of us can see.
Those precious dreams that dwell
deep inside you and me.
All this and more I see
as I sit near the edge of day
as the night silently fades away.
25 July 2001
poem by David Harris
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Overnight at the Riverside Tower
Evening colors linger on mountain paths.
Out beyond this study perched over River Gate,
At the cliff's edge, frail clouds stay
All night. Among waves, a lone, shuddering
Moon. As cranes trail off in flight, silent,
Wolves snarl over their kill. I brood on
Our wars, sleepless here and, to right
A relentless Heaven and Earth, powerless.
Overnight at the Riverside Tower
Evening colors linger on mountain paths.
Out beyond this study perched over River Gate,
At the cliff's edge, frail clouds stay
All night. Among waves, a lone, shuddering
Moon. As cranes trail off in flight, silent,
Wolves snarl over their kill. I brood on
Our wars, sleepless here and, to right
A relentless Heaven and Earth, powerless.
Crimson Tide
I wake up in the morning
I see the bright sunshine
O Lord, let be so good
A day to reckon with
I wish the day would speed by
To be with you
O Crimson Tide
O Crimson Tide
I need you my Lady
Come on Crimson Tide
I need you my sweet Lady
Here comes the sunset
Here comes my own sunshine
O Lord let be so good
My day I've reckoned with
I wish the night would slow down
Never to leave you
O Crimson Tide
O Crimson Tide
I need you my Lady
Come on Crimson Tide
I need you my sweet Lady
poem by Kolabomi Adeko
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The Sun
Long after midnight has fallen
a hush falls throughout the land
as dawn slowly approaches
to once more colourize the land.
A magic revitalization
from millions of miles away.
Each petal will unfurl
under this magic eye
that looks down upon us
from beyond the blue sky.
Sleepy heads will yawn
and awaken with its warmth,
as beauty will colour
night’s landscape bleak.
When the sun nudges the moon to sleep.
26 March 2010
poem by David Harris
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Cosmos
So much rain fell
that the grass
was like a swamp
and next to the road
suddenly wildflowers bloomed
in colours of white, pink
and crimson-brown.
On long green stems
they grew together
the petals almost
in the shape
of a fortget-me-not
but much more spread
at the front edge.
Some kids might take them
to play the I love you game,
but do so in vain.
The smell of cosmos
hangs soft in the air
and there were patches
of colour everywhere.
I picked some with regret
to see the petals fold over
to hide their heads
of yellow and black specks.
Far to brittle to the touch,
still their beauty was too much
and I thought God,
You made nature really great.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sleepy Time Time
By jack bruce and janet godfrey
Im a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe, life is a joy.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time, sleepy time all the time.
Asleep in the daytime, asleep at night.
Life is all playtime; working aint right.
Chorus
I have my sunday, that aint no lie.
But on monday morning comes my favorite cry.
Chorus
song performed by by Cream
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At The Edge Of The Edge Of The Edge
AT THE EDGE OF THE EDGE OF THE EDGE
At the edge of the edge of the edge
There is another invisible edge
And this too has an edge and another edge
Edges unending
Beyond our comprehension
Waiting for us to fall down and down-
On the edge of the edge of the edge
I write on
Has the great descent already begun
And am I in the midst of it
As I pretend to go on?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sleepy Time Time
By jack bruce and janet godfrey
Im a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe, life is a joy.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time, sleepy time all the time.
Asleep in the daytime, asleep at night.
Life is all playtime; working aint right.
Chorus
I have my sunday, that aint no lie.
But oh monday morning aint my favorite cry.
Chorus
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Wake Up Screaming
(jim lauderdale/john leventhal)
Used to sleep through the night peacefully
Not a care in the world got to me
But now I lay me down to sleep
Im afraid of what I might see
I wake up screamin' when your dream goes by
Used to feel like a man in control
Unaware of the storm in my soul
The sight of you took away my breath
I wake up screamin' when your dream goes by
Now in this dream Im in a room
All dressed up just like a groom
Watchin' shadows dance in the ledge
Suddenly you then appear you whisper in my hear
And I jump right over the edge
Just a dream that I seem to recall
Cant you tell me which doctor to call
Tell him please Im not feelin too well
Everynight Im hearin' wedding bells
I wake up screamin' when your dream goes by
I lay there in an ice cold sweat
Sheets are torn and theyre soakin' wet
I wake up screamin' when your dream goes by
I wake up screamin' when your dream goes by
I wake up screamin' when your dream goes by
song performed by by Gary Allan
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Don't Let me Wake
Let us dance among the moon beams
Rest are heads upon the stars
For life with you my darling
Is as close to heaven by far
Everyday an adventure
Of what real love can be
So Lord please don't wake
For these dreams I am having
Are as close to love
I will ever be
So let me have one more hour
In this world that was never meant for me
For in the breaking dawn
It starts my heart to ache
So I ask you Lord
Please don't let me wake
poem by David Kush
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The Awakening
I wake up in the basement
I'm so hungry
I'm dry
I must be here sleepwalking
Mustn't I?
Getting up from my easy chair looking for my wife
Following a trail of crimson
Spots that lead into the night
Suddenly I realize
I see it all through real eyes
These crimson spots are dripping from my hand
And ooh it makes me feel like a man
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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