Little Weather
Operation little weather!
Thank you for everything;
For loving you had brought light to my heart,
And like the red apples in the land of your muse.
Operation little weather,
Where is Lady Moonlight? !
For a bottle of wine is okay for you,
But think twice of the children you've left behind!
And like the sunshine in my heart because of you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sonnet: Cooperation
Co-operation is the sap of life,
Without which nothing can be realized;
Nor harmony be really devised
Amidst children/ citizens/husband/ wife.
No department can flourish without it;
No army however strong wins the war;
No earthly telescopes can reach a star,
Sans co-operation, a good habit.
Co-operation brings success in life,
In one’s family or in his work-spot;
And decides progress or a nation’s lot,
Solving, modifying, postponing strife.
One can succeed if spouse co-operates;
Man succeeds whenever God operates!
poem by John Celes
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A Girl's Autumn Reverie
We plucked a red rose, you and I
All in the summer weather;
Sweet its perfume and rare its bloom,
Enjoyed by us together.
The rose is dead, the summer fled,
And bleak winds are complaining;
We dwell apart, but in each heart
We find the thorn remaining.
We sipped a sweet wine, you and I,
All in the summer weather.
The beaded draught we lightly quaffed,
And filled the glass together.
Together we watched its rosy glow,
And saw its bubbles glitter;
Apart, alone, we only know
The lees are very bitter.
We walked in sunshine, you and I,
All in the summer weather.
The very night seemed noonday bright.
When we two were together.
I wonder why with our good-by
O'er hill and vale and meadow
There fell such shade, our paths seemed laid
Forevermore in shadow.
We dreamed a sweet dream, you and I,
All in the summer weather,
Where rose and wine and warm sunshine
Were mingled in together.
We dreamed that June was with us yet,
We woke to find December.
We dreamed that we two could forget,
We woke but to remember.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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One Girl, One Trouble
Whether the weather be cold
Whether the weather the bold
We'll weather the weather
No matter the weather
That was how I felt
Fastened with love—like a belt
Love close to my heart I held
Little wonder the geld
Always swayed by beauty
Lost to love, a duty
Now filled in the heart with guilt
Struck in the heart by a hilt
I'd sought something better
For once I thought I'd met her
For twice I felt I'd net her
For her worse I was no better
Her eyes striking as the blue sea
Arousing as that green tea
Beautiful, elegant and priced
Now with uncertainty she's spiced
One said in love too easily
Now trying for love born steadily
Heading for love now dizzily
For for her has her love come readily
poem by Ayokunle Adeleye
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In This Weather, In This Windy Storm
In this weather, in this windy storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!
In this weather, in this roaring storm,
I would never have let the children out.
I was afraid they had falllen ill,
but these thoughts are now idle.
In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have let the children out;
I was worried they would die the next day -
but this is now no concern.
In this weather, in this cruel storm,
I would never have sent the children out;
They were carried outside -
I could say nothing about it!
In this weather, in this roaring, cruel storm,
they rest as they did in their mother's house:
they are frightened by no storm,
and are covered by the hand of God.
poem by Friedrich Rückert
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Good Weather
This good weather ruined me,
I resigned in such a weather
From my government job.
I got used to tobacco in such a weather,
I fell in love in such a weather;
I forgot to take home bread and salt
In such a weather;
My disease of writing poems
Recurred in such a weather;
This good weather ruined me.
poem by Orhan Veli Kanik
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A Process in the Weather of the Heart
A process in the weather of the heart
Turns damp to dry; the golden shot
Storms in the freezing tomb.
A weather in the quarter of the veins
Turns night to day; blood in their suns
Lights up the living worm.
A process in the eye forwarns
The bones of blindness; and the womb
Drives in a death as life leaks out.
A darkness in the weather of the eye
Is half its light; the fathomed sea
Breaks on unangled land.
The seed that makes a forest of the loin
Forks half its fruit; and half drops down,
Slow in a sleeping wind.
A weather in the flesh and bone
Is damp and dry; the quick and dead
Move like two ghosts before the eye.
A process in the weather of the world
Turns ghost to ghost; each mothered child
Sits in their double shade.
A process blows the moon into the sun,
Pulls down the shabby curtains of the skin;
And the heart gives up its dead.
poem by Dylan Thomas
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Operation: Mindcrime
It just takes a minute
And youll feel no pain
Gotta make something of your life boy
Give me one more vein
Youve come to see the doctor
Cause Ill show you the cure
Im gonna take away the questions
Yeah Im gonna make you sure
A hit man for the order
When you couldnt go to school
Had a skin job for a hair-do
Yeah you looked pretty cool
Had a habit doing mainline
Watch the dragon burn
No regrets, youve got no goals
Nothing more to learn
Now I know you wont refuse
Because weve got so much to do
And youve got nothing more to lose
So take this number and welcome to
Operation : mindcrime
Were an underground revolution
Working overtime
Operation : mindcrime
Theres a job for you in
The system boy, with nothing to sign
Hey nikki you know everything
That there is to do
Heres a gun take it home
Wait by the phone
Well send someone over
To bring you what you need
Youre a one man death machine
Make this city bleed
Now I know you wont refuse
Because weve got so much to do
And youve got nothing more to lose
So take this number and welcome to
Operation : mindcrime
Were an underground revolution
Working overtime
Operation : mindcrime
Theres a job for you in
The system boy, with nothing to sign
Operation : mindcrime
Were an underground revolution
Working overtime
Operation : mindcrime
If you come to see the doctor
Yeah hell give you the cure
Operation : mindcrime
Make something of your life boy
Let me into your mind
Operation : mindcrime
Theres a job for you in the system boy
With nothing to sign
song performed by by Queensryche
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Pasinga
English Channel,
Like red wine served in a plastice bottle;
But, how should i have known your muse?
Kingston upon Hull,
Bristol Channel;
But do watch the world around you and learn from it,
Because, the headmaster is now with a cane in his hand! !
The muse of the grasshopper!
With gentleness to ease your pain;
And like the cooking oil and salt at your kitchen,
But, how should i have known your muse?
Beamed to the innocent,
Ready by all for all! !
And like the beauty of Pasinga in the land of many Islands;
But, travelling on lottery was what your muse brought to me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If co-operation is a duty, I hold that non-co-operation also under certain conditions is equally a duty.
quote by Mohandas Gandhi
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Bottle Of Red Wine
(by bonnie bramlett and eric clapton)
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I cant get up out of bed
With this crazy feeling in my head.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
You hear what I say?
Gonna love you anyway.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I went to an all-night get together
And everyone I knew was there.
Had the love that would last forever.
Everywhere I looked, I saw you standing there.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
I cant get up out of bed
With this crazy feeling in my head.
I said get up right now, oh oh.
I said get up right now.
Feel so bad this morning; got a terrible headache in my head.
Do me a favor, baby, do me a favor please.
Please get up; get your man a bottle of red wine.
Get up, get up; get your man a big big bottle of red wine.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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The change began in Somalia, where we discovered that we were involved in an operation where there was no peace, so there was no more a peacekeeping operation because there was no peace.
quote by Boutros Boutros Ghali
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A Little Bit Of Sunshine
A little bit of sunshine every day,
Helps to keep the rain clouds far away.
A little bit of sunshine, for your soul,
Helps you to weather even bitter cold.
A little bit of sunshine in your week,
Helps pull you out of bed, when you are sick.
A little bit of sunshine on your brain,
Helps get out all bad feelings, and mental strain.
A little bit of sunshine in your life,
Helps you to deal, with all your stress and strife.
A little bit of sunshine at the start,
Can even help to heal a broken heart.
6/26/10 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Saint Swithin's day
On the day that marks St. Swithun,
Watch the sky once the sun's risen,
Should the weather prove to be fine,
There'll be many days of sunshine,
Weather the saint's said to foretell,
Is it to be a rainy spell?
Pray that rainclouds will go away,
They can come back another day,
Apples are christened if there's rain,
But clouds will be set to remain,
A bleak forty day downpour,
Or a fine summer is in store,
We have want for more days of sun,
Let our summer not yet be done,
Whoever has sway over skies,
Is truly a saint in thine eyes.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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I Will Be Grateful For This Day
I will be grateful for this day that God gave me
That is full of sunshine during this winter day that is cold at the same Time
But I wished that God would take the cold back with him and leave me with the warm weather
But maybe it will be too hot when he brings the warm weather
So I will have to live with the cold weather for now
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Mummy
Frozen love in this desert
Melting heart in the Iceland
I am calculating all unknowns
Many babies are now born
But I am all alone
Lying inside a coffin as if
I had never been born...
Weather me
Weather me by years, Weather
me by tears, Weather me by fear
Though I am dead,
I am alive, so alive that you can't imagine
I am inside total protection by the girdle inside the coffin,
which is sheltered by the pyramid.
But Why? Why do I feel insecured?
The sandy wind is blowing you away,
The windy air is weathering my age
But I am still beautiful
when you call me
Mummy
And though all of my body is in this deserted place
My heart is still pumping day by day
Waiting for our new age...
poem by Garland Jodie Jeen
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I Feel Lucky To Live In This Country
We did have some showers in the morning though it was quite welcome the rain
And the day it has turned out quite windy and the sun is out shining again
For mid Fall it is such good weather the butterflies dance in the breeze
And the temperatures so very pleasant a tad over twenty degrees.
I have every cause to feel happy on this rather beautiful day
The butcherbird the familiar fellow in his cloak of dark brown and gray
His bubbling notes he is piping on high branch of the blackwood tree
Though nesting Season for him over and no need to defend territory.
I feel lucky to live in this Country in this warm and balmy Land of the South
When darkness it cloaks the woodland one hear the soft call of the frogmouth
A beautiful place for to live in where the coldest of weather is not cold
But oh how the time ticks on quickly and even the young are growing old.
For April it is splendid weather the wind gently soughing in the trees
And butterflies dance in the sunshine in this Land of the Southern seas
I feel lucky to live in this Country this weather for all to enjoy
The magpie he pipes in the sunshine and so very happy am I.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Part Of Two
The sun is sinking,
While her mind is thinking
My skies are blinking,
Blinking from dark to bright
It all depends upon the light
The light in her eyes
They control my skies
What must I sew?
Where can I sew us together?
However can we survive the weather,
The weather that tears others apart
When all we have is a single heart
Where do we go?
Where can I go?
Where?
When I’m only a part of two
poem by Timothy Weiermann
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The first rule of any technology used in a business is that automation applied to an efficient operation will magnify the efficiency. The second is that automation applied to an inefficient operation will magnify the inefficiency.
quote by Bill Gates
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Blame The Weather
When your loves flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door.
Once again youve missed the boat,
And youre stranded on the shore.
And you find out that what you had,
Was never yours at all,
Friends and lovers that you knew so well,
Will never take your calls.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
If you play the game
Youve got to be prepared to take a knock,
You get put down so many times,
But you keep on getting up.
So put your tears away,
And dont forget to worry is a crime,
Nothing bears thinking about too much,
Youll be old before your time.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
The pool of tears you left to drown in,
The helping hands that never came,
The years you lost out to another,
All up in flames
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
song performed by by Xtc
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Blame The Weather
When your loves flown out the window,
And the pain comes through the door.
Once again youve missed the boat,
And youre stranded on the shore.
And you find out that what you had,
Was never yours at all,
Friends and lovers that you knew so well,
Will never take your calls.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
If you play the game
Youve got to be prepared to take a knock,
You get put down so many times,
But you keep on getting up.
So put your tears away,
And dont forget to worry is a crime,
Nothing bears thinking about too much,
Youll be old before your time.
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
The pool of tears you left to drown in,
The helping hands that never came,
The years you lost out to another,
All up in flames
So,
You blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh,
Blame the weather,
Oh-oh
Cant you see youre in your prime?
Youre turning creases into lines.
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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