Collective
Collective, it, let, lot, Cole, Lot, colt, cove, tell, cot;
And like a pale dog in your garden!
Collective, live, cell, toll, tie, lie, tell, vet, elect, love;
And like the prayer of the poor! !
But appalling and horrible things are now seen connected in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The press should be not only a collective propagandist and a collective agitator, but also a collective organizer of the masses.
quote by Vladimir Lenin
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Collocates
Collocates, sole, toll, to, Cole, toe, toes, lost, cost, coast, stale, teal, least, as, east;
Colophon, telephone, xylophone, phone, phoenix, Anglophone, phlox, phloem!
And like the muse of your love in this town.
Collocates, coat, coats, set, let, cot, colt, cots, colts, toast, at, sea, seat, eat, ate, cocoa;
With tons of love from the land of your muse!
But, try to think twice before you close that door.
Collocates, tea, cat, cats, seal, sale, ale, cool, cools, tool, tools, teal, so, loot, loots! !
And like what is now seen in your land because of this war;
But, try to think twice always on all issues at hand and,
Choose wisely to enhance your status-quo.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Collection
Collection, ten, net, on, no, ton, not, colt, cot, tell, line, tin;
But evil appears out of the North! !
Collection, ion, toll, Cole, Lot, lot, let, cone, cell, in, cine;
The prophets prophesy falsely to gain their wealth! !
And the preachers bear rule by their own authority;
But the people around do love it so.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Emerson
I saw the bee!
But when i came around to your garden, it turned into a butterfly;
Yes, in the land of your muse where you have a beautiful garden.
For, true love brought me closer to you.
This is about the wonderful garden of your love! !
And of all the things planted in this garden;
But, your magical works tranformed this bee that i saw into a butterfly,
However, i will always like to visit this garden of love.
I am Emerson and, this bee that i saw attracted me to your beautiful garden;
And like the muse of true love in the land of beautiful flowers,
But, this magical touch will always be in my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Knitted Well
The quality of this poem is knitted well!
Flow, low, below, blow, slow, cow, row;
Because,100 over 100 equals to 1.
The texture of this poem is knitted well!
Well, fell, bell, tell, hell, sell, cell, dell;
For we now see what is going on in Syria! !
War, tar, bar, star, car, gar, far, jar, mar, par;
With tangible images and tangible reasons,
And like a phenomenal man and a phenomenal woman!
But this war is killing many.
Clove, glove, prove, hove, strove, wove, stove;
And, what a nice poem that it is!
For, it is in it if,
It is with the muse of love!
And like the tender words of your muse,
But we now know what is going on in Syria.
100 over 100 is equal to 1!
But the poetry of life is always arouns us;
For the theme of this poem is fantastic! !
Bow, glow, how, vow, wow, grow, know;
And like the sweet muse of love.
Mow, now, sow, tow, throw, crow, show;
And like a nice image,
Shell, yell, jell, ell, quell, tell;
With its mystical muse like the melody of your music!
But the bombs are destroying everything.
Love, dove, drove, rove, shove, cove, grove;
With this superb peom to satisfy your muse,
But the poetry of life is always around us!
And we should find peace on earth always through this poetic life.
Sweet scent of freedom!
And like the modern songs in the land of your muse,
Because,100 over 100 equals to 1;
And this poem is knitted well,
But the poor moon weeps in the land of your muse because of this war!
When will these bombs stop falling on them? !
For the rich moon laughs in another land and,
The poor moon weeps in the land of Syria;
And the bombs are falling on them from every angle!
But, i do hope for peace in your land as well.
The philosopher,
Your choices,
The lessons,
Your actions,
And like my people being punished because of this war!
For, the mortal beings are now becoming immortal;
And, there are no graves to bury many of them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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But our energy woes are in many ways the result of classic market failures that can only be addressed through collective action, and government is the vehicle for collective action in a democracy.
quote by Sherwood Boehlert
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Hickenlooper
Hickenlooper, core, coil, oil, hoe, Cole, hop, rice;
A bucket of water,
A worker,
Wear, ware, are, we, raw, ear, era, war! !
And like an evil eye;
But, from above came the truth.
Hickenlooper, nice, hole, neck, peck, heck, leper, ore;
Import, export, port, support, report!
And, this is like the muse of your love in the land of joy.
Hickenlooper, pore, coop, crop, phone, one, lone;
My love will find a way in meeeting your heart! !
So, be ready to learn from my muse.
Leaking pen!
The red island! !
Hickenlooper, loop, lope, pool, poor, rope, lick, like;
But, you are now noted by us.
Hickenlooper, hen, hick, Nick, pike, hike, peer, cook;
With people around to understand your muse!
But, try to share with others when you are at advantage.
Hickenlooper, Nike, peck, peek, keep, hope, cop, cope;
And like those tough days! !
But, try to be yourself in al things.
Hickenlooper, Ike, pen, pin, peen, in, on, no, or, nip, lip;
Adapt,
Adopt,
Support! !
And like the muse of sweet love in the garden of peace.
Hickenlooper, hip, clip, Ken, pick, ink, rick, ice, price;
But, love will find the way! !
Because, we are one.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Collective Thought
If you take the analogy of the sea with waves
you will see we are all the same.
We are all one collective consciousness like the sea
but then singular like the wave as one human being.
It is a illusion to harm someone without harming yourself
if we realized this we would change our train of thought.
To seek revenge is like cutting off your own hand
we are One consciousness if you can understand.
The Beings of Light just see us as a sea of color
we are separate vibrations but we are still like one another.
So look for the good in everyone to change the
collective thought—
we are all in this together to help turn things about.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Would You Speak Revisited
You would speak
again of journeys
planned places
unseen to go
listed amazing things
remaining to be seen?
I have never left
these unique island shores.
Yet I have seen
more secrets of the land.
Than you perceptive have
or ever perceiving shall.
This is the land
of our collective people.
This is the land
of our migrations sail.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Indictment Against Entire Nations
Collective Guilt Is Groundless.
Guilt is individual as is salvation.
Collective guilt cannot enforced be
laid upon innocence preadolescent.
Vengeance reparations cause wars?
No indictment exists
nor means rationally
for law creating crime
as collective nations
shame blame guilt.
Penalty culpability
regret responsibility
admissions of evils
For the Indictment
of an entire nation.
Least free-born blood
of race righteousness.
Condemned in error.
Cry out from ground
in accusation against us.
Evil must be cleansed
to source malignant.
Before humanity can
collectively throw off. Weight
cavitation chains walk free.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Zisaman
A certain size!
Grams,
Units,
Per second,
Tremendous,
And this also needs to be done;
But, i am Zisaman in the land of your muse.
French fries,
The combination of things,
And, to the altar of prayer!
But, at the very spot of love;
For, i am Zisaman in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nurachukuro
Nurachukuro, Chuku, Nora, Noah, arch, an, ark, oak, ran, oar, run!
As real as it gets;
Arch, ark! !
I am,
You are,
They are!
But, paint it all over again.
Move on! !
Drove, rove, cove, clove, glove, grove, prove, stove, strove, move;
But, i have no choive!
For, the last time i saw you was in the land of your muse.
Make my day with your love!
Because, i want to live my life with the muse of your love;
And like a roller coaster! !
But, born and raised in the jungle of Africa.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Motive
The green garden and the blue lover!
The love of your blues over the flowers;
But wash yourself separately for the first time.
Look beyond personality and learn a lot,
For the first time can change many things!
And like your sweet muse in the green garden.
Measure yourself by the things you value in this life,
For there is a difference between abuse and discipline;
And like the motive of your love in this garden.
The right choice is now with your integrity,
So do make sure that he or she is a moral person;
And like the muse of your sweet love in the green garden.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Helena
Bolt and nut,
Bring the washer in between to satisfy my muse;
For i am Helena in the land of your muse!
Lost, cost, post, host, most;
I am Helena and i want your love;
But the bananas and the mangoes are not yet matured,
So try to fix up things to meet up to m ymuse.
Toll, doll, loll, moll, poll, roll;
Watch my lips and try to understand my words,
For the washer in between will surely satisfy my muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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God is a referee
Fire is to burn and he will burn,
No matter who is the victim.
Air is to fill and he will fill
All the space without prejudice.
Water is to wash that it does
With no relevance to the places.
The earth is to bear that it does,
With no bias to the kickers.
It’s their nature, hence their virtues.
The ground is not accountable
For the goals scored or wounds sustained.
The collective acts of the players
Result the individuals’ fate.
Bound by fire, air, water and the earth,
One’s rise and fall is the result
Of the collective acts of the live force.
The God is mere a referee.
07.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Roses For Rose
Roses for Rose in the garden of love,
But let the matter rest when you have no view;
For your relationship has landed on the rocks already.
Rose is my lover and i have a rose for her,
And like a bucket full of boiling beans;
But you may have a myriad of problems in the land of your muse.
My lover is so sweet like the rose,
So i always bring her roses to satisfy her muse;
But do not fix in your larger foot in the garden to destroy other things,
For i only do visit her at the right time when she always call me in!
And stop worrying about her because she is called Rose in the land of roses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Watching As If Distanced
Collective outrage,
Seems only to connect...
When those unsuspecting,
Become affected.
Prior to that,
People could care less...
Who suffers from neglect.
And the evidence of that,
Has been closer to everyone's doorstep.
But the knocking on doors,
Has proven to be effective!
Collective outrage,
Seems only to connect...
When those unsuspecting,
Become affected.
Leaving those standing in disbelief,
Watching as if distanced from this...
In safety zones perceived,
From right across the street.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Enlightened
There’s no hope for humanity
A half-wit would think otherwise.
Collective Christianity
With its many brethren allies
Have failed its purpose for Christ’s sake!
With their arsenal of prayer beads,
Missals and psalms- they are opaque
Tools employed that never succeeds
In changing the nature of Man:
He is still greedy and hostile
Unchanged since first set foot on land
They’re members of this rank and file:
A congregate hypocrisy
Only the enlightened can see.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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One cannot help being impressed by the protesters. They have begun each day of the protest in Kiev in prayer and all activities are accomplished with a collective sense of respect, kindness, and an intention to conduct a peaceful revolution.
quote by Bob Schaffer
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The 7th Edition Of My Love
This poem is about the muse of your love,
But many will still wonder why?
Because i was in the bush last night and i saw your tears.
The dog became a god and the rat became a tar!
But war was very raw on your side;
And to leap for joy was like the peal of your muse.
I saw you tears yesterday,
But you can't repel the leper and come to me;
For the heavens know who i am,
But this poem will say it all.
This poem is about the muse of your love,
But what have they done to you my love? !
For i have seen the tears in your eyes.
I have now won the race and,
I will come and save you from this cold;
So put your clothes on without any clues on my muse,
For this era of your love is like the net over ten houses!
But i need a nap for you to use the pan on my stove.
The gel is now on your left leg,
And the dam is now visited by a mad man;
But a man at war is like the sorrows of your muse.
This is the 7th Edition of my love,
But i will come and save you from the heat!
And like shiny leaves with sharp points,
But try to abide in me and live with me in my abode.
Abreast yourself to the matters of love,
And leave your door ajar and let me meet Raja my friend;
For the anagram of my life is all about you,
Because Elvis lives in the land of your muse!
Append to my works to enhance your love,
But things around you are like the era of war!
So live up to the expectations of this poem,
And i will be there to save you with my sweet love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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