Lemo
To be rejected,
It has to come to pass as it was written;
To engrave,
It will come to pass as it was written;
But your friend is called Lemo!
And this story is like the muse of your love hidden from the masses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Domingo
Oh Domingo! !
I have been left alone in the dark once again;
But, i am at the sheep-gate with the muse of love.
'Wazobia'! !
With opinionated controversies from the masses;
But my faith is with the Father in heaven.
I am the first born of the womb and,
Very intelligent to the realms of the stars! !
But, i have been left alone in the dark once again.
Just as it was written and just as it is written,
And like the sweet muse of love in the land of peace;
But, my mind will always search for you.
Respect, passions and deep emotion!
Gone too soon like yesterday when i was about to call you;
But, there is no future in yesterday.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ch 07 On The Effects Of Education Story 15
An illustrious man had a worthy son who died. Being asked what he desired to be written upon the sarcophagus of the tomb, he replied: ‘The verses of the glorious book’ are deserving of more honour than to be written on such a spot, where they would be injured by the lapse of time, would be walked upon by persons passing by and urinated upon by dogs. If anything is necessarily to be written, let what follows suffice:
Wah! How-every time the plants in the garden
Sprouted-glad became my heart.
Pass by, O friend, that in the spring
Thou mayest see plants sprouting from my loam.’
Phase Seven
Call my name and i will answer you,
And like the muse of your love hidden away from the masses! !
But in peace i will seek for your secret path,
For in it i will surely find your home.
Today is like the day of peace than the days of war! !
And like the muse of your love so hidden away from the masses;
But i will surely find a way to get to you,
Because you are all that t need on this lonely path!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Gethsemane
1914-18
The Garden called Gethsemane
In Picardy it was,
And there the people came to see
The English soldiers pass.
We used to pass -- we used to pass
Or halt, as it might be,
And ship our masks in case of gas
Beyond Gethsemane.
The Garden called Gethsemane,
It held a pretty lass,
But all the time she talked to me
I prayed my cup might pass.
The officer sat on the chair,
The men lay on the grass,
And all the time we halted there
I prayed my cup might pass.
It didn't pass -- it didn't pass --
It didn't pass from me.
I drank it when we met the gas
Beyond Gethsemane.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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On The Road To Gethsemane
on the road to Gethsemane...
i pass burned out buildings,
farm lands scorched by the bombing.
i pass the skeleton bodies
of young children who starved.
i pass the unmarked graves,
of young boys sent to war.
i pass the flag of the liars,
and the tents of mourning.
i pass vacant factories,
and houses left empty.
i pass through cocaine streets,
where all flesh is for sale.
i pass the unemployed masses,
and their desperate eyes.
i pass the baby born unwanted,
and the prison's stink.
i pass empty churches,
and hollow ringing bells.
i pass families broken,
and peoples enslaved.
i pass the moral guns of prejudice,
rank with immorality!
i pass the crippled, the sick,
and those desperately alone...
these tears of blood
are human tears,
this cross we all bear!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Turbulence
The land of the rising sun!
It is written as a story,
But with turbulence! !
For, we all saw what occurred in Japan.
Born in Babylon and now coming out of the cold! !
Why do you record down the message of my phone calls?
For, the muse of this land is now written as a story;
But, with snow on winter's day to cover up the old fashion.
Take a train and come to me,
Take a flight and reach out to me,
Walk the mileage and you will surely meet my home along the path;
For, i have promised you my love! !
But, there will be turbulence tomorrow on your way.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Shakespeare Has Left The Stage
creativity insistent demands
constant favoured
singular lip service consummated
creativity denied
moves on muted
to other receptive
minds hearts lives
insistent themes must be espoused
that which should be written
should be written into being
that which must be written
must be written into eternity
muse is insistent mistress
great works must be written
Shakespeare has left the stage
who will take up gauntlet challenge
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Written In Sand
Your eyes are the color of the sea
You look my way and the waves
Wash over me
Your body shivers with the
Fading light
You say, baby, lets just make
It last tonight.
And when the morning comes
You take me by the hand
And say our love is written in sand
Written in sand
We hear the ocean roar
Were swept away on to some
Distant shore
You whisper secrets of the heart
They keep us close when the
World keeps us apart
Until tomorrow comes
Time is on our hands
Because this love is written in
Sand
Written in sand
Solo
Nothing lies between
A woman and a man
When their love is written in sand
When their love is written in sand
When their love is written in sand
song performed by by Santana
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The Writer's Author
GOD had written a story
in a book called 'destiny'
all things and even not-a-things are listed
and won't be missed
even Shakespeare could write the beautiful romeo n Juliet,
the story of Othello, Hamlet
or even he could made the beautifullest sonnet
GOD had written about all writer and poet
GOD is writer's author
March 2009
poem by Arif Furqan
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Love story
Love story
~
And somewhere it may be written
a love story not of fairy-tales
or a Hollywood blockbuster
neither the best selling novel
of some highly respect author
or a poetic sonnet which sings
odes to sweet undying passion
it is more simple, honest
a love story of modern times
which bypasses the ageless classics
and clichés of romance
it may not make you cry
but it still remains a love story
lacking high drama or duels fought
mistakes are made and learnt from
and the happy ending still awaits
to be realised and celebrated
but somewhere it is written
in diary or letter form
the love story to this poem
poem by Matthew Holloway
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A Poem Should Not Be Written-When One Is Waiting For A Bus
A POEM SHOULD NOT BE WRITTEN-WHEN ONE IS WAITING FOR A BUS
A poem should not be written
When one is waiting for a bus
And simply trying to pass the time.
It should be written in solitude
After deep reflection
Ripeness as all
The falling fruit-
But this poem
Knows no ‘should’-
Knows only the long desperation
Of the happy holiday day-
Writing the words down quietly-
As if anything and everything I have to say
Is really
The poem I have religiously long waited for.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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All Over Your Face
When I see you, you smile as if everything is alright,
but I know your smile is just a mask for your hurt and sadness,
for the truth is written all over your face.
Behind your dark brown gleaming eyes I can see the tears you have cried.
It’s written all over your face.
I can even see behind your blush the anger wrinkles in your cheeks from you clinching your teeth. It’s written all over your face.
I can even see the hurt and disappointment you now carry in your soul.
It’s written all over your face.
I just want you to know my friend I’m there for you whenever you need a shoulder to cry on, an ear to vent in, and of course arms to hug you. I love and care for you and hope you can see that because it’s written all over my face.
Its only a bend
Stocks tumbling, markets mumbling
Bonds lost the sheen too.
Its takes lot of courage to pass through.
Sheets bleeding for the balance investors still sitting on fence...
Catch a breath oh little you,
Its takes lot of courage to pass through.
Bulls are dead, bears rule
Only hopes for the greater fool
A pig got slaughtered, was it u
Its takes lot of courage to pass through.
Earnings deplete, disaster complete
Fishes fly and the credit dry
The bankers don't even listen to......
Its takes lot of courage to pass through.
Terror strikes, time 2 move 2 bikes
How often do u look at skies...
There's someone up there
But I just forgot.... Who
Its takes lot of courage to pass through.
Times r tuff n the terrain rough
America’s got cold with the cuff
We should actually sneeze too
Its takes lot of courage to pass through.
BUT
Valuations are great, P/E close to 8
Time to buy n hold it long
To stand tall and stay strong
My Son-just watch the historical trend.....
Almighty jus called to say....
It’s only a bend, not the end.
5th December 2008
(This was written at the peak of subprime crisis and life for a financial services guy was getting tougher by the microsecond.)
poem by Nikunj Sharma
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The Book
My life is a leaf
Bind together in a book
Written
With sweat and blood
Pages after pages
With the taste of Pain and joy
Every emotion
Big or small
Fully charged
Packed and sealed
Every incident
Recoded in details
For the experience
Good or bad
If you want to learn
Whether there is any love
For you and mankind
You just need to turn
The page number twenty one
Chapter after chapter
Written with mixture
Of success and failure
If any one
Written badly
And Tastes sour
It is my life
Full of blood and flesh
Please pass on to another
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Time Will Pass You By
Written: j whys, d fekaris, n zesses
X4: dont let it pass you baby
1:
Passing seasons over fade away
Into misty clouds of autumn grey
As I sit here looking at the street
Little figures quickly moving feet
Im just a pebble on the beach and i
Sit and wonder why
Little people running around
Never knowing why
Chorus:
Life is just a precious minute baby
Open up your eyes and see it baby
Give yourself a better chance
Because time will pass you
Right on by (right on by)
2:
This big old world is spinning like a top
Come and help me now and make it stop
All you have to do is live for now
Come along with me Ill show you how
Take my hand Ill show you how to live
Why wait until tomorrow?
Take my hand Ill lead the way
To a brighter day
Chorus:
(dont let it pass you baby) time
Time is gonna pass you by so quickly
And it waits for no man
No no oh baby
Chorus:
(repeat 2 times)
(dont let it pass you baby)
Dont let it pass you
Dont let it pass you
Dont let it dont let it
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Paper
Hold the paper up to the light
(some rays pass right through)
Expose yourself out there for a minute
(some rays pass right through)
Take a little rest when the rays pass through
Take a little time off when the rays pass through
Go ahead and mis it up...go ahead and tie it up
In a long distance telephone call
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on becuase its been taken care of
Hold on to that paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
Had a love affair but it was only paper
(some rays they pass right through)
Had a lot of fun, could have been a lot better
(some rays they pass right through)
Take a little consideration, take every combination
Take a few weeks off, make it tighter, tighter
But it was never, it was never written down
Still might be a chance that it might work out (if you)
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on because itll be taken care of
Hold on to that paper
Dont think I can fit it on the paper
Dont think I can get it on the paper
Go ahead and rip up, rip up the paper
Go ahead and tear up, tear up the paper
song performed by by Talking Heads
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He Is Called Felix
He is called Felix!
And, before he will think,
I have thought;
He is called Felix!
And, before he will write,
I have written;
Before he will move,
I have moved;
Before he will dance,
I have danced;
Before he will win,
I have won! !
And like the muse of love in the land of trouble;
But, i will always take the lead to guide him on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Love Letter
A love letter from me,
To you;
To say something important.
A love letter from me,
To tell a love story,
About you and me.
A love letter about friendship,
To strengthen our relationship,
And express our special feelship.
A love letter about love,
Love of life partnership,
Love of life friendship.
A love letter from you,
To say that;
You always miss me.
A love letter from you,
To tell that;
You always think of me.
A love letter written
For You, my love,
On this day.
A love letter written,
Sealed With kisses, and
Hug and Smile.
A love letter sends
By hand and
with much Heartfelt.
A love letter to
Say “I love You”;
Say “ I Miss you”;
Say “I think of you”.
A Love letter seals,
With a lot of love, and
Heartfelt.
A love letter written,
About love poem written,
In Remembrance of our sweet memory.
© Lawrence Hiung, January 2012.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Hidden Chapters
pieces of our story
waiting to be written
lay hidden in tomorrows
in places were yet to see
and the things still to do
events unfolding, reveal
so that we find in time
all that we will need
search and you shall find
the pieces to complete
yesterdays and today's
parts of our story
hidden away
together we search
together we find
together we live our lives
one hidden chapter
at a time
poem by Matthew Holloway
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