A Great Home
There are not only vessels of gold and silver in a great home,
But also of wood and clay items to satisfy the muse of beauty;
Some for honour and some for dishonour,
But that is how the world is around us today.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Silver And Gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Silver & Gold
Words and Music by Johnny Marks.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Closer To Us All
Silver and gold!
Bronze and brass;
From me to you to satisfy the muse of your love!
But, the works of the last days are now closer to us all than ever.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Closer To Heaven
Those who steal should steal no more! !
For you are taking away my sins by stealing my items;
And, i am getting closer to heaven than you are.
Cut it off and throw it away!
And learn how to do the right ting than evil;
For i have to enjoy my life with my muse,
And like the peace of a land far away from home!
Stop stealing and live peacefully with us all,
Because, i want to ride my horse always in peace around you;
And like the muse of love than the muse of wars! !
For, stealing my items brings me closer to heaven than you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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11.11.11
Today is the 11th of November 2011!
And, you were born at 11: 11 A.M.27 years ago! !
However, the kiss of your lips with my muse was like,
The sweet muse of love and care in the land of beauty!
For, you are all that i need.
At 11: 11 P.M. i found your nakedness to the world so sweet!
And like the words of love to satisfy my muse in the land of beautiful roses;
But, i have a lot to learn from you as well,
Because, you are 27 years old today and,
You are a virgin! !
You were born 27 years ago but,
The sweet love of your muse came and touched my heart!
And, you will always remember my kiss;
For, this love is all about you and i! !
And like words of peace in the land of unity,
For, i am always ready fro your love.
11.11.11!
And like the date reserved for many Germans to marry;
But all over the world are the works and words of love to move us on,
For, you are like the words so sweet to touch my lips!
And i will always remember you because, you were born on this day.
You came into this world 27 years ago in the land of survival! !
Naked to the world to respect your muse;
But, the joy of your birth had brought peace to your culture,
For, you have really made a mark to respect my muse.
You were born on the 11th of November 1984,
And today, you are 27 years olf to respect the muse of love;
But your first kiss came along like the works of peace,
Because, you waited for it for a very long time! !
And today, you are ready for marriage;
But, try to keep your virginity for the man of your heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Putting It On
Pleasure, treasure, measure;
Outside,
Burning,
Beside,
Upon it,
Saying,
Putting it on! !
Earthen vessels,
Made of fire from flour with oil to satisfy your muse;
And like an egg boiled in a bronze pot.
Ring, bring, wring, spring, string!
Burn it on wood with fire;
And like a public charge in the name of war! !
But the exodus from North Africa to Europe is now noted to us all.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Of Two Hammers
I gave a hammer to Al
Because he was great co-worker and pal
Although he called me 'Sir'
I was never taken in.
The hammer was silver not gold
Of no great worth did it hold
The silver was of steel, friendship and respect.
The hammer I kept is ugly.
It works well all the same
And is not insane
In trying to meet this world's demand for beauty.
poem by Bill Grace
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Mr. And Mrs. James Akpan
I was seen by the eyes when i was around you people!
And like the days ahead of the sun to satisfy the muse of mankind;
But, the new moon of green ears of barley came in! !
And, it was with joy all over in the land of beautiful flowers.
Old habits are very hard to break!
But, this muse of yesterday now rigisters itself once againt today;
For your love introduced my muse to you,
But, what is man that you care so much about him?
Your words have encouraged those who stumbled,
Your love has now touched the hearts of many! !
And, your peace is very much known to us all;
However, i really came in to help your children.
Managements are really yours! !
But, to Mount Zion i will rejoice with the muse of my success;
And like the very words of Mrs. Akpan to me when i took up the contract,
But today, i am what i am because, i never went overboard!
What is life after all?
Whaz is love after all?
What is care after all?
What is peace after all?
What is untiy after all?
For, i really took your children like my own brothers and sisters;
And today, the benefits of my teachings had really made them great!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Silver & Gold
Well, I met an old man walkin down the street
His clothes were torn and tattered
With sandals on his feet
And I stopped to help him
And lend him a hand
He said, I love you so much
But you must understand
1st chorus:
Silver and gold might buy you a home
But things of this world
They wont last you long
And time has a way of turning us old
And time cant be bought back with silver and gold
And he said to me, lets rest for awhile
For I have some good news to share with you, child
He said, you cant change this old world
The people need to know
That a dear savior died here
A long, long time ago
Repeat 1st chorus
His eyes shown like diamonds
And his smile was heaven sent
His hair was long and flowing
And his back was slightly bent
And I knew he knew it
For that day I changed
As I watched him walk on
I forgot to get his name
2nd chorus:
He said, silver and gold cant buy you a home
When this life has ended
And your time is gone
But you can live in a world where
Youll never grow old
And things cant be bought there with silver and gold
Tag:
And time cant be bought back with silver and gold
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Annabel
It will surely rise up!
Because, i am Annabel in the land of your muse;
And like the works of art and the beauty of your love,
For, the colour of the sea is like the muse of your town.
I know your mind and,
You are unable to hide this muse from me! !
For, it will always rise up to satisfy me;
And like the joy of success!
But, try to understand my sweet muse around you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Forward Ever!
Draw mear to me and,
I will draw near to you;
Because your gold and silver are corroded!
To the status of the heathen and,
To pay the tribute money to my lovers;
But where rivalry and strife are,
There is confusion and every evil work.
A stiff-neck and a stubborn generation,
And like horses with riders on them;
But my citizenship is in heaven!
I will open my mouth with wisdom,
For strength and honour are like my clothes;
And in my tongue is the law of kindness.
Let my own works praise me,
And like a great blaze of light!
But kindness can be deceitful at times,
And beauty can be in vain.
Forward ever!
Come and stand by me;
Because this poem is for you,
For your love is like the sweet muse of my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cheema
My life will always remind you of my name,
But you are like a rivalry to distinguish me from my muse;
For my tongue is tied up in matters like this!
And like your thoughts and of your shadows in the land of love,
But the test-tube babies are living around us.
When somebody breaks your heart,
Forgive him or her;
For i am Cheema and i have what it takes to satisfy you!
But be very wise to live on this earth.
The right info at the right time leads to success!
For the Sabbath had made me what i am today;
But your strange weather patterns are seen all around us.
I have your muse to swing with at times,
But i have to take care of my steps as well;
Because not all that glitters in this life is gold!
And like the memories of every man and every woman.
How can i easily desire you once again?
How can i go out and look for you?
For the rains came in and took your love away from me!
And all the four seasons are not enough to satisfy me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The House-Wives
We all men and women,
Professionals,
Living in the world of business,
Are the marketers:
Purchasers or sellers,
Merchandise our skills, or labour,
Or merchandise the items of body,
Honour, respect and nobility.
Some sell blood,
Some kids and kidneys,
Against the a few coins of silver or gold,
Or notes of paper;
And no one offers anything free of cost,
Except the house-wives,
Who toil with loyalty and fidelity,
Surrendering their entire entities,
Against the wages of words,
Spoken though in pretentious love
By the tongues dipped in hypocrisy
And though only once in life.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Treasured
Treasure is a lovely love, a built book,
One of the heavens contains the treasure.
Treasure forbade me to truly become you,
Understanding the gold and silver is becoming clear.
Let golden items sway, let gold become heavenly
By being money and wealth of a man in reign.
The money colder is the money touched;
Anywhere you go, is the silver being rich?
Let coins be coins as far as the eyes glance,
The body I suffer shall happen to be in the river of gold.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Hatherwood
Hatherwood, road, rode, dear, read, red, wear, he, oar, ware, root, wheat, hare, ore;
With eight eyes and eighty legs in the land of your muse!
Hatherwood, wood, word, hat, her, the, at, heat, art, hoot, oat, we, row, wrote, raw;
With six legs and six eyes moving arounf in the land of your muse!
Hatherwood, eat, ate, tea, tar, rat, do, doe, doer, too, two, oath, whore, woe, to, war!
But, in cold and wet areas to satisfy you with the muse of love;
And like the very hot girl in a cold village.
Hatherwood, hoe, toe, ward, hard, rate, date, heard, heard, tow, tear, tore, wore, rod, hate!
With much work at hand to satisfy your muse;
However, be ready to learn the truth from others in this life always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For I Am The Way
for i am the way
burn all effigies of clay
walk on water today
for i am the way
for i am the way
today i turn my blood to sweetest wine
a holy sign imbued with the divine
today's the day the gods walk out on me
the great divide is crossed for you by me
for i am the way
burn all effigies of clay
walk on water today
for i am the way
for i am the way
today the silent one does have her say
today all contradictions seemed ok
today's the day that i become the sky
a silent understanding, my, oh my..
for i am the way
burn all effigies of clay
walk on water today
for i am the way
for i am the way
today, for once, i'm not the last to learn
today the only bridge i have, i burn
today's the day the gods walk out on me
the great divide is crossed for you by me
for i am the way
for i am the way
for i am the way
for i am the way.
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Honour a good man that he may honour you, and a bad man that he may not dishonour you.
A Poetical Epistle To Sir William Bennet, Bart. of Grubbat
My trembling muse your honour does address,
That it's a bold attempt most humbly I confess;
If you'll encourage her young fagging flight,
She'll upwards soar and mount Parnassus' height.
If little things with great may be compared
In Rome it so with the divine Virgil fared;
The tuneful bard Augustus did inspire,
Made his great genius flash poetic fire;
But if upon my flight your honour frowns,
The muse folds up her wings, and dying - justice owns.
poem by James Thomson
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Abruzzo's Voice!
The topography,
The act,
The art,
The muse,
The poem,
The poet,
Acquainted with the unique act of Abruzzo's voice!
Nut, try to appreciate its beauty;
And like the muse of sweet love,
But equally delicious to satisfy you! !
Love,
Superiority,
This red wine from your red valley!
But, with the 'Montepulciano Grape';
And, it is ideal for the accompaniment of your joy,
But, this dry red wine is with the muse of your work.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It's Me!
It's me!
And like the beauty of your skin;
It's me!
And like the beauty of your bed;
It's me!
And like the sweet words of your muse;
It's me!
And like the acts from your mind;
But, it will take only me to satisfy you all year round.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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