Mitt
I can't believe it with my eyes!
But you didi it with me;
Because you opened it for me to enter,
And i am called Mitt on this muse!
But in all things try to set yourself as an example,
And with righteous works always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Srivastav
Electric,
Fornsic,
Genetic;
I know that you are very brilliant and,
I need your muse!
And like the sweet muse of your love.
The serpent,
Carried away!
But, the earth opened her mouth and swallowed the flood;
And the inhabitants didi watch.
Your love is so delicious to me!
Your act is so sweet to me,
Your muse is so lovely to me,
But, i am Srivastav with the muse of love;
And, i have some jobs for you to take care of.
So nice and so delicious! !
My works,
My words,
Your works,
Your words,
His works,
His words,
Her works,
Her words;
And like the sweet muse of love!
But the new ones are like a welcome message to you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Analysis Of Baseball
It’s about
the ball,
the bat,
and the mitt.
Ball hits
bat, or it
hits mitt.
Bat doesn’t
hit ball, bat
meets it.
Ball bounces
off bat, flies
air, or thuds
ground (dud)
or it
fits mitt.
Bat waits
for ball
to mate.
Ball hates
to take bat’s
bait. Ball
flirts, bat’s
late, don’t
keep the date.
Ball goes in
(thwack) to mitt,
and goes out
(thwack) back
to mitt.
Ball fits
mitt, but
not all
the time.
Sometimes
ball gets hit
(pow) when bat
meets it,
and sails
to a place
where mitt
has to quit
in disgrace.
That’s about
the bases
loaded,
about 40,000
fans exploded.
It’s about
the ball,
the bat,
the mitt,
the bases
and the fans.
It’s done
on a diamond,
and for fun.
It’s about
home, and it’s
about run.
poem by May Swenson
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Wide Opened!
The doors are now wide opened!
So, you can easily enter in;
But, do watch your steps around.
This world,
This muse,
This love,
This act;
But, there are rules to everything on this earth,
So, watch your steps before you enter in.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Want You
I dont know,
If i can give you anything to make you feel right
I can but try,
Coz i cant stand the madness in my head
the whole night thru
Ive been thinking, ive been sinking
lost on mars got no paddle
not a supercatch, aint no model
hardly seems to count.
im just an ordinary voice
down didi didi down didi didi down, down didi...
I want you
and everthing you say just makes me
want you
and everysingle day and i just
want you
in every single way and i just
want you
and im just lost
want you
want you
want you
want you
and im just lost
I dont know,
If i can give you anything to make you feel right
I can but try,
Coz i cant stand the madness in my head
the whole night thru
Ive been thinking, ive been sinking
lost on mars got no paddle
not a supercatch, aint no model
hardly seems to count.
im just an ordinary voice
down didi didi down didi didi down, down didi...
I want you
and everthing you say just makes me
want you
and everysingle day and i just
want you
in every single way and i just
want you
and im just lost
I want you
and everthing you say just makes me
want you
and everysingle day and i just
want you
in every single way and i just
want you
and im just lost
want you, everysingle day just makes me
want you, everysingle way and i just
want you, everysingle day just makes me
want you, everysingle way and i just.....
song performed by by Fat Joe
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To Enter In
Use, muse, fuse, ruse;
And with your love! !
For, you've now opened your secret gate of love ot me;
And, i am about to enter in.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Emell
This muse of love is like how to write a song,
This muse of care is like how to write a poem,
This muse of peace is like how to write a stroy,
This muse of joy is like how to write a book,
But, i am now delivered with the muse of your love!
Because, i now live in the land of your muse and,
You are called Emell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mitt Romney 'The Tell Tale Heart' Taped Confessions
Mitt Romney our richie rich mr clean
with the million dollar smile wire clean
added a beautiful touch to 'the tell tale heart'
aside apart from Edgar Allan Poe meanings
for die hard fans Mitt Romney blow his dreams
takes on many nuances within taped confessions
former Massachusetts governor squeaky clean
in vote spin diamond smile made clear all year
he is personally concerned about growing number
of people dependent on the federal government
now news scoop sensationalist a secretly filmed
video emerges showing Mitt Romney disparaging
Barack Obama voters at a private donor dinner?
What does come clean Mitt Romney get off his chest?
Mitt Romney rants '47% of Americans who back
the president do not pay income tax and would never
vote for him.' Mitt Romney further wails 'I'll never
convince them they should take personal responsibility
and care for their lives'. Wit to woe poor suffer misery
a large percentage of slandered you could sue Mitt Romney
prove conclusively a clear majority take responsibility
for their poor impoverished lives with work courage pride.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A lost song
I don’t stand out famous
Like Mandela’s cell
Or Soyinka’s cloud head
Or obj’s false faces.
I stand out dumb
Like a sore thumb, a pain
Exiting sudden fragrance across seas
To nostrils that wait.
I don’t wish for a papa’s grey hair
But to sit, rocking on his lair,
Singing to the floating winds
A song lost in the wombs of a memory.
Orike Didi 04: 15 DWP,03/August/2008.
poem by Orike Didi
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Try Some, Buy Some
Way back in time
Someone said try some
I tried some
Now buy some - I bought some . . .
Oh oh oh
After a while
When I had tried them
Denied them
I opened my eyes and
I saw you . . .
Not a thing did I have
Not a thing did I see
'till I called on your love
And your love came to me
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Through my life
I've seen gray sky
Met big fry,
Seen them die to get high . . .
Oh oh oh
And when it seemed that I would
Always be lonely
I opened my eyes and I saw you
Not a thing did I feel
Not a thing did I know
'till I called on your love
And your love sure did grow
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Won't you try some
Baby won't you buy some
Won't you try some
Baby won't you buy some
song performed by by David Bowie
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Mama Africa Is Like My Muse
I am from Africa and i love my muse,
But you will enjoy your stay when you do visit us;
Because Mama Africa is like my muse of love,
So come ans see things with your own eyes.
Come and let me take you round,
For this continent has more to the eyes than you think;
And like the muse of love that is protected with care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You Opened Up My Eyes
(myles goodwyn/jim clench)
Published by summerlea music, ltd. - bmi
I wake up early morning, I lay down with the sun
You make me feel my life has just begun
Tell me bout tomorrow, and Ill tell you where I stand
You hold a touch of magic in your hand
You made me feel, we were here, we were real
You opened up my eyes
A feeling, oh so warm now, burnin in my heart
Keepin me and chasin out the dark
A long long road behind me, and a longer road ahead
Remembering the things weve done and said
You gave to me, everything that I could see
You opened up my eyes
You opened up, you opened up my eyes, ooh
Tell me bout tomorrow, and Ill tell you where I stand
You hold a touch of magic in your hand
You made me feel, we were here, we were real
You opened up my eyes
You opened up, you opened up my eyes
Yyou opened up my eyes
All my life, all my life, all my life
Now I can say that Ive seen the day (all my)
That its worked out alright (life)
I feel so good that I dont think that (all my)
Im gonna live through the night (life)
Now I can say that Ive seen the day (all my)
That its worked out alright (life)
I feel so good that I dont think that (all my)
Im gonna live through the night (life)
song performed by by April Wine
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Try Some Buy Some
Way back in time
Someone said try some
I tried some
Now buy some - I bought some . . .
Oh oh oh
After a while
When I had tried them
Denied them
I opened my eyes and
I saw you . . .
Not a thing did I have
Not a thing did I see
till I called on your love
And your love came to me
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Through my life
Ive seen gray sky,
Met big fry,
Seen them die to get high . . .
Oh oh oh
And when it seemed that I would
Always be lonely
I opened my eyes and I saw you
Not a thing did I feel
Not a thing did I know
till I called on your love
And your love sure did grow
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Wont you try some
Baby wont you buy some
Wont you try some
Baby wont you buy some
song performed by by George Harrison
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Iwaria
Mother,
I thank you for giving birth to me;
For, i am Iwaria in the beautiful land of flowers;
And, i am 15 years old.
I am now matured enough to understand the muse of love,
And like the chocolate factory closer to our house;
But, this train always passes through my homeland.
my love is now opened to you all,
With skills and the muse of life;
But in tears i do see the negative things around me! !
And, i am yet to grow up enough to be married and become a mother as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If You Know
If you know what life is worth of,
You will look beyond yourself;
If you know what this poem is about then,
You will read it over and over again;
For it will take your colleagues by a surprise.
You are being kissed and suddenly,
The doors will be opened for you to enter;
But, everything has its own time and meaning,
For the end of things is about to fall unto man.
Not everyone thinks of it from the wet side,
And not all the leaders out there can press a dot on the computer;
Because, i can see your nakedness through a bird's eye view.
Once a woman twice a child,
And once a man twice a child!
Of the red wine for the man and the white wine for the woman,
But, there is beauty in everything if only if we look deeper.
Look beyond yourself if you know what life is worth of,
Look also around you to learn from the muse;
Because, i can see your nakedness through a bird's eye view.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Eloise
Milky-Way,
Especially of the tribe next door;
But incomprehensive to your room is,
The sweet muse of love to your nakedness.
Eloise is ready to listen to me and,
I do have the works of love to share like 'Formula-1';
And of things to negotiate with you as well.
The door of my love is next to you,
So be very wise always to enter into it;
With pluckable and pleasurable things to share.
My love's window is open as well,
And it is with the gift of one's pleasure;
But i am the commissioner of love to lead you on.
The Milky-Way and it's molten sensations!
And of the love you are looking for;
But try to be very wise to enter the door of this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When I Opened My Eyes
I opened my eyes,
And determined I would only see Sun.
No matter who had said what to me.
Or the happenings in those yesterdays done.
I've begun to enjoy my walks through the rain.
Most times with pain I have learned not to prioritize.
When I opened my eyes my mind seemed to clear.
I looked into the mirror and saw what appeared.
And excuses for blemishes and flaws I magnitized...
Disappeared to allow me a living of my life as 'I' liked.
And asking someone how to do that...
Took an immediate backseat in my mind.
When I opened my eyes...
They were 'my' eyes to open.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One By One
Little by little and one by one,
Out of the ether, were worlds created;
Star and planet and sea and sun,
All in the nebulous Nothing waited
Till the Nameless One Who has many a name
Called them to being and forth they came.
All things mighty and all things small,
Stone and flower and sentient being,
Each is an answer to that one call,
A part of Himself that His will is freeing-
Freeing to go on the long, long way
That winds back home at the end of the day.
Little by little does mortal man
Build his castles for joy and glory,
And one by one time shatters each plan
And lowers his palaces, story by story-
Story by story, till earth is just
A row of graves in the lowly dust.
One by one, whatever was called,
Must be called back to the primal Centre.
Let no soul tremble or be appalled,
For the heart of the Maker is where we enter-
Is where we enter to gain new force
Before we are sent on another course.
And one by one, as He calls us back,
We shall find the souls that we loved with passion,
In the great way-stations along the track,
And clasp them again in the old, sweet fashion-
In the old, sweet fashion when earth we trod-
And journey along with them up to God.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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How Strange It Seems
Im a hack driver in new york city
Ive got seven kids on the lower east side
Im not a strong man, Im not very pretty
But in rush hour hell you should see me drive
Im a dressmaker in louisiana
Stick my finger aint that a shame
People come to haggle and paw on my artwork
But no two of my dresses are ever the same
How strange it seems to be me
If tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else
I wonder who Id be
Im the house man at a place called the exit
The last band I heard bored me to tears
But every so often I hear one that moves me
Love for the music is what keeps me here
How strange it seems to be me
I f tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else
I wonder who Id be
Im a rich man
I aint talking bout money
Im blues singer at the eight by ten
You go out searching for some grand tomorrow
Dont worry bout me just drop by now and then
How strange it seems to be me
I f tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else
I wonder who Id be
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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From Womb To Tomb Is My Life Going To Be
I had never, ever seen the light of day
and have had to use a stick to find my way.
From womb to tomb is my life going to be
a life of darkness because I cannot see?
'Lord who did wrong' someone said,
'Was it this man or his parents instead? '
'No one had sinned' I heard Jesus say.
'For you will see the glory of God today.'
Just there as we stood to my great surprise
He made some mud and pasted it on my eyes.
Then He told me to go to the place called 'Sent'
So off to the Pool of Siloam I went.
As I washed my eyes I received my sight
and for the very first time could see sunlight.
Saw men and animals, trees and the sky
and watched all the peoples walking by.
Blind leaders of the blind they did not realise
that it was the was the Christ who'd opened my eyes.
For until our eyes are opened by the Lord
we all remain blind and dead to God's word.
Written after reading John 9: 1-12
Overbird
O = Once upon the midnight enter hurry
V = Verily the hurry worry enter scurry
E = Eerily or early bird of enter Poe
R = Raven is only one huge enter Crow
B = Better to see them from the
distance of the hour glasses with
thick lenses enter Tommy use your eye
I = Intense discussion rules get broken
enter time to turn the worm over
enter into the night
R = Roman Judges rule nothing enter Rome
not one stone standing of the Jewish enter
temple now
D = Describe the Vulture in the Temple its
got wings of darkness its got red eye
with long black enter nose this time
this poem enter perfect prose
poem by Charles Hice
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