Abiram
The treasure of my mind needs you and,
The measure of my heart wants your love;
But the beautiful letter of yours and,
The handsome words are all that makes me fly high!
For you are very young and innocent and my name is Abiram.
You are very nice and fresh on this love and you are very wise!
And i will take you to meet my people in my village;
For the treasure of your heart is also seen by my love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ill Take Love
(words & music by fuller / barkon)
Some people think that pot of gold
Is all they ever want to hold
But theres a treasure, I think more of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Some people think that their success
Is all they need for happiness
But theres a pleasure, I think more of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Pound for pound oh yeah and
Ounce for ounce love is all that really counts
So let them have their wealth and fame
Eat caviar and drink champagne
Youre all the treasure Im dreaming of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Pound for pound oh yeah and
Ounce for ounce love is all that really counts
So let them have their wealth and fame
Eat caviar and drink champagne
Youre all the treasure Im dreaming of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Ill take love, Ill take love
Ill take love, Ill take love
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A Song. High State And Honours To Others Impart
High state and honours to others impart,
But give me your heart:
That treasure, that treasure alone,
I beg for my own.
So gentle a love, so fervent a fire,
My soul does inspire;
That treasure, that treasure alone,
I beg for my own.
Your love let me crave;
Give me in possessing
So matchless a blessing;
That empire is all I would have.
Love's my petition,
All my ambition;
If e'er you discover
So faithful a lover,
So real a flame,
I'll die, I'll die,
So give up my game.
poem by John Dryden
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Age Old Feelings
For this woman, his heart doth treasure
And in his soul, he will always treasure
In her heart, naught these feelings lay
But like a game, with him she'll play
Broken hearted, he cries heavy tears
Such tears had not been shed
For so long a time as to be forgot
Such a time he had such a thought
That a sacred love he would never find
And to said love, he would become blind
A fair young maiden in her tower sits
Between her heart and mind, she is split
Her mind demands she do what she must
Her heart to her mind may never trust
For her heart is where true love lies
Yet in her mind, that same love dies
How can love live and die at the same time?
It seems that thought would be known as crime
To her, True lover seems so far away
But in truth, that love will come one day
They met by chance, it seemed too late
But in his heart, it seemed like fate
She was so scared as was he
More in love, they could not be
But because the fear was combined with love
It did not seem it could last for long
They felt the joy but also the fear
He tried to help, she tried to hear
But she was too afraid to heed
So what he did was show her whats real
Not the things of want but that she was his only desire
Treasure
you are a valuable treasure, a treasure that is second to none, a rare treasure, priceless treasure, a treasure which every ones desire in his heart, a treasure that every heart awaited to explore.
poem by Tijani Adebowale Destiny
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A Beautiful Flower
I have a flower, Yes I have picked a beautiful flower,
One with greatest strength like a tree with mightiness and power,
Power of faith beyond any measure,
Yet precious and few like a beautiful treasure.
How precious its love it shares,
How very precious sweet and rare.
Easily lost as colors are tossed on the tides,
For those who tend to set it aside.
Beauty beyond their eye’s is what I have gained as a prize,
And keeping it, is what makes my heart so wise.
It may seem like neglect on their part,
But neglect has not been the wish of their heart.
Why so often many are in a rush,
The beauty of this flower is often a hush.
I praise my flower for its humbleness,
Staying that way always brings forth its beautifulness.
Yes my flower that I have I would gladly share,
To those who appreciate my gift that is rare.
This flower is a gift and I will tell you why,
Because its known for its beauty that will never die.
For if my flower and me ever depart,
The beauty of it will always be found in my heart.
Yes I have a flower, a beautiful flower to name,
It would have to be beautiful,
it would have to meet its beauty inside and out the same.
For that isn’t hard to do, Why you don’t even need a clue,
For I could have never have picked a better you,
My Dear Friend (put name here)….. Its true.
A name, that’s beautiful as you.
poem by Esther Ayala
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Freddy, My Love
Freddy, my love
Sung by:cindy bullens/grease soundtrack
Freddy my love, I miss you more than words can say
Freddy my love, please keep in touch while youre away
Hearing from you can make the day so much better
Getting a soother or maybe a letter
I really flipped over the gray cashmere sweater
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love freddy my love
Freddy you know your absence makes me feel so blue (so blue)
Thats okay though your presents make me think of you
My ma would have a heart attack when she catches
Those pedal pushers with the black leather patches
Oh how I wish I had a jacket that matches
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Dont keep your letters for I grill to every line
Your spellings kinda crumby but honey so is mine
I treasure every gifty
The ring is real nifty
You said it cost you fifty so your thrifty I dont mind
Freddy you see youll hold me in your arms one day
(freddy my love)
And Ill be wearing your lacy lingerie (freddy I know)
Thinking about it my heart pounds already
Knowing when you come home about to go steady
And through your service pay around like confetti
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Creation With Perfection
Behold she is the hand made of the LORD,
created with all the beauties of heaven BEYOUND.
A true gift and blessing to the WORLD,
and a unique treasure to BEHOLD.
She is created right from the dept of GOD'S HEART,
that is why she is nothing but a sweet HEART.
She makes a heart that never BREAKS,
and the least to cause an heart BREAK.
She is an extraordinary gift to HAVE,
and a lovely friend to CRAVE.
How can i forget her amazing SMILE,
that can heal even the deepest scars from a thousand MILE.
Her immense beauty can never be compared to NONE,
all what you can feel when around her is happiness & FUN.
She is a treasure to the world of MEN,
And having her is like saying ' AMEN '.
She is everything anyone can ever have WANTED,
A person anyone can ever VAUNTED.
She is worth every bit of life's HAPINESS,
because she's strong, focus, gorgeous and FEARLESS.
Having her in your MIND,
is like having gold in the palm of your HAND.
Am not trying to be SARCASTIC,
am only been REALISTIC.
She's a million times a LADY,
that's why been around her makes you COZY.
She's the symbol of divine LOVE,
and an instrument of GOD ABOVE.
She's so indispensable and UNFORGETTABLE,
and her friendship is IRRPLACEABLE.
She gives you a sense of HUMOUR,
even in a scene of a TUMOUR.
Without God creating HER,
this world will be an empty place without HER.
I just want her to know that she is a TREASURE,
Beyound every available MEASURE.
The reason she's so bright like a STAR,
is because her beautiful name is ' ESTHER '.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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You Are My Treasure
You are my treasure
My warm desire
You are my treasure
Setting my heart on fire
You are my treasure
Worth more than the gold in the sun
You are my treasure
My heart’s number one
You are my treasure
All the riches I’ll ever need
7 March 2007
poem by David Harris
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Those' Images Made
People love to treasure those images made.
Those images created to help them escape,
From depictions of reality.
And the way the displaying of it is portrayed.
People love to treasure those images made.
People love to treasure those images made.
The ones flowered to sugar without a bitter taste.
Those images glammed up to spotlight,
On a public stage.
But behind the scenes indignities can be mean.
Yet...
People love to treasure those images made.
And their minds are affixed to them to defend...
Every blemish that is openly seen.
Since people who love their images made...
Have not been conditioned on reality to feast.
People love to treasure those images made.
Those images created to help them escape,
From depictions of reality.
And the way the displaying of it is portrayed.
People love to treasure those images made,
With an excusing of detrimental flaws and pain shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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HARD ASS........by Talile Ali
don't like this feeling
it's tearing me apart
i was such a hard ass
and i broke your heart
the fact that i did love you
makes it all a crime
being such a hard ass
has lost me you for all time
being such a hard ass has cost me such a wife
a treasure because she loved me
could talk about everything so nice
you were no house keeper
but you were a star
a brilliance shining so brightly
out did the brightest star
the universe is something
for a brilliant mind
thats how much i love you
you really were one of a kind
the fact that i did love you
makes it al a crime
being such a hard ass
has lost me you for all time
being such a hard asshas cost me such a wife
a treasure because she loved me
talked about and give good advice
poem by Talile Ali
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Ode To John Keats
Oh lost love from long ago
I think on you once more.
When spring arrives and birds do sing
and colorful blossoms grow
My memories spring to life again
as if you were right here.
And all the phrases that you wrote
still sound within my ear.
I treasure them all within my heart
just as I treasured you.
I measure the days I must live through
just as I measure the dew
that arrives and glistens in the morn
and shines upon the grass.
Oh that you could walk upon it with me
and I could make it last.
But only in my dreams of you
can thoughts like these last.
And only in my wakefulness
can this not come to pass.
Somewhere in my future times
we shall meet again.
I know not where? I know not how?
But I'll recognize the when.
And together my love our words will be written
with the ink from love's sweet pen.
Written from the memory of
FANNY BRAWNE
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Rose
The treasure at the heart of the rose
is your own heart's treasure.
Scatter it as the rose does:
your pain becomes hers to measure.
Scatter it in a song,
or in one great love's desire.
Do not resist the rose
lest you burn in its fire.
poem by Gabriela Mistral
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Sweet And Innocent
Lots of loves are precious
Lots of loves are true
But they can't make the kind of love
I get from loving you
Sweet and innocent is your love to me
The way you hold me not too tight
The tender way you kiss goodnight
Makes you the one exactly right for me
Young and beautiful
Is the love I get from you
They say that you dont know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
Sweet and innocent
Like the love I get from you
They say that you don't know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Heart To Heart
(Emmylouy HarrisPaul Kennerley)
Heart to heart we'll hold together
Hand in hand we'll find a way
Oh, the storms of life may blind us
But with the loving vows that bind us
Heart to heart hand in hand we'll stay
Side by side forever and always
Day by day till our lives are done
This sweet love is ours to treasure
Far beyond all time and measure
Side by side day by day as one
The years connot take what's between you and me
We'll stand her together for the whole world to see
Heart to heart there'll be no other
Hand in hand for our love is true
Oh, the words that we have spoken
Will be a promise never broken
Heart to heart hand in hand with you
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Sweet & Innocent
Sherrill/hall
Lots of loves are precious
Lots of loves are true
But they cant make the kind of love
I get from loving you
Sweet and innocent is your love to me
The way you hold me not too tight
The tender way you kiss goodnight
Makes you the one exactly right for me
Young and beautiful
Is the love I get from you
They say that you dont know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
Sweet and innocent
Like the love I get from you
They say that you dont know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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The Poet
Sometimes a killer
Because words
Words can shatter
Solid concepts human beliefs
Pages into the pieces torn
Sometimes a healer
Because words
Words can heal
Restore forgotten values relief
New books of life born
A plunderer
As words
Words are the treasure
Masks to wear and masks to tear
Life pulsating people to find
As words
Words are the target measure
Of a killer
Of a healer
Of a treasure hunter swift
The poet is Love Gift
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Misconceptions
This is a spray the bird clung to,
Making it blossom with pleasure,
Ere the high tree-top she sprung to,
Fit for her nest and her treasure.
Oh, what a hope beyond measure
Was the poor spray's, which the flying feet hung to,—
So to be singled out, built in, and sung to!
This is a heart the Queen leant on,
Thrilled in a minute erratic,
Ere the true bosom she bent on,
Meet for love's regal dalmatic.
Oh, what a fancy ecstatic
Was the poor heart's, ere the wanderer went on—
Love to be saved for it, proffered to, spent on!
poem by Robert Browning from Men and Women (1855)
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Mama Africa's Treasure
On the run!
With your mind;
On the move!
With your love;
And like Mama Africa's Treasure! !
But, they came and took your treasure away.
Food for the belly!
To gain your love and to love once again;
But, do guide me with your true love always! !
Because, Mama Africa's Treasure is what what you need.
Be thankful with what you've got from me!
In the jungle,
Wild and free!
But, with hidden tracks;
However, this train is heading towards the land of your muse.
Welcome to the world! !
Welcome to the muse of Africa;
Rich in love,
Rich with colours,
But, open your eyes and look around with them!
With the muse of love and with the muse of peace,
And like Mama Africa's Treasure.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Treasure
My love and angel I am here for you
my heart beats only for you
my eyes lies just on your face
my lips long to meet yours
my one and only you make me cry
when you say you are going i cry
when you leave me alone
i whish i could hold you close once again in my arms
you are the treasure that i seek you were close to me but i did not know
the love that i seek for many years was right beside me yet i could not feel it
when i close my eyes i see you coming to me my love
then i say to my self this is my treasure
poem by Juslaine Larie
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Logically It Should Have Been You
if the brain is the heart
i could have loved and married you and lived with you
but my heart has a mind of its own
always at war with my brain
my logical choices versus the glowing of the heart
what could have been
and what must be
and what should have been
all these are discarded because the heart
says this
and i followed it
to the last letter of its sigh
its longings
its quivers
and to the end i may have regretted it
telling myself
how dumb had i been
the heart has its own reasons
which i cannot fathom
it is strong like the flood of the river
and i was weak
till i met the punishment
death of my mind
resurrection of my spirit
a broken body
a living heart
i have always chosen love even to the extent of my loss
my own eternal damnation
my inevitable perdition
but all is still fair in love, so they always say it
and how can ever dispute
the words of the wise
unless, otherwise, i deny what i have always been
a heart always full of love
and an empty mind
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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