Sad Notes
You were spotted with a beard and a moustache on this case,
But pummelling my chest to leave you in peace;
However the society is ready to reveal your hidden secrets.
Love at first sight,
And like a self-seeking putsch;
But everybody knows where his or her love is.
Newsflash! !
Tome, dome, come, home, some;
She was caught pants down with a man on top of her!
For se had thrown away her wedding ring,
And like the sad notes of life with many things at hand.
'Uhmmm'!
You are sleeping with somebody's mistress and you are going too deep;
And like the sad notes of life with many things at hand,
But you were spotted with a beard and a moustache on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dome
Home, come, some, tome, dome;
I'll wait for my turn in this life.
Zone, tone, bone, cone, done;
I can't believe i just did that!
Gone, hone, lone, pone, none;
Wait patiently for my love.
Band, sand, hand!
Making mistakes does not mean giving up;
But try to amintain a positive character and,
Be ready to change from wrong to do the right thing always.
Man, pan, tan, van, can, fan, fan, ban;
This is about the dome afar off!
But try to understand the status of your life,
And do not be quick to accuse others openly in your neighbourhood.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Will The Real David Harris Please Stand Up
Will the real David Harris please stand up?
I say that not in vain,
but because I am not, sure which face I wear.
I could be the man with a full beard
and looks like D H Lawrence,
or maybe the man with a slight goatee
who looks as if he has escaped
from a chain gang somewhere,
I am not really sure.
I could be the man
with the moustache and chin beard
we have often seen on old paperback books,
or I could be the man
with the Clark Gable looks.
Then again I could be the man
who is clean-shaven with a playboy look
whom people call Walter.
Therefore when you meet me
who will be the real me?
4 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Wedding Bands
Wedding Bands
I placed a ring on her left hand
A plain white gold wedding band
With all my love this ring is from me
I also wore a ring for people to see
Today the rings have become something more
They also tie us together for evermore
Mine is still on my left hand
From my neck hangs her wedding band
I feel her in my heart and in my life
I still think of her as my wife
poem by Michael Gelb
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Notes
Primate, elemental, spontaneous and emotional;
The point of drunkeness is what i see around me,
But i do have my notes for you.
This is like the quasi-mystical secrets cilts,
And there arose the fear of the society;
But you have to cry for help when being cheated!
With others living in a turquoise-roofed temples,
Because the notes of this world are not always equal.
Geomancy and physiognomy with the notes,
But be very conscious of the parallels like the mandates of the heavens! !
For they are armed to the teeth and i am only around with my ink,
But i do have the notes about this world for you only to learn from.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Marriage of Dawn
Dawn dressed in darkness
Welcomes the lights of wedding
The day two hearts joining together
Two souls joining together
Bound by love.
A wedding is the entrance to a marriage
Stepping from a fairy tale carriage
Into quite ordinary air.
The realization comes,
Life is a beautiful dance
Requiring intense coordination.
The hearts are beating
Slightly faster than others,
Nervousness seeps through
For both the groom and the bride
Awaiting the great moment
Two selves, one life; two notes, one harmony
Loving not just one, but both of you.
Friends and family
Joined together
In the wedding bliss
To wish them love
To wish them happiness
To wish them great future together.
We wish them to find
Joy is in the simple things
Touching, embracing,
Like coming home knowing,
When your eyes meet and no words need to be said.
They already knew
Long before the sound of wedding bells
Love for each other till the very end
Still, we wish them love for each other till the very end.
So, let us listen to the sound of wedding bells
And join in the rhythm of joy
In the celebration of love.
poem by Yuvarani Sami
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Bigot
Hey! A lot of things I have seen
Without reason I have not grown
My beard long and gray
Do not utter the word ‘'love ‘'
As you have not yet conquered ‘hate ‘
As I have felt your gruesome wrath
When I do not believe in your faith
You are still an immature swine, a bigot
As I have seen your love falls like a cascade
On a ‘hoor ‘of different religion of opposite sex.
Many a time the earth has revolved the sun
And the wind has blown long away
So my beard has become long and grey
Your hate for me and your love for your faith
All are brutally stampeded and entered into the hole of sex.
‘Hoor ‘ means most beautiful woman or most hand some man
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Unforgettable In Your Ear
There are notes in music
that take you high.
And notes that take you low.
When you listen to the notes of music
you never know where you'll go.
Within one song the notes you hear
affect how you will feel.
A plaintive melody might make you sad
or remind you of your pain.
But all of that can change in a minute
as you feel your emotions drain.
Uplifting notes can bring to you
a few moments of ecstatic peace.
Each inspiring strain can take you where
you are able to release
whatever it was that was troubling you,
erase it for a minute or two.
These notes are magic and so is life.
They're there and then they're not.
They're a gift to you from composers
that plant a forget-me-not.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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This Love Note Is For You
This love note is for you.
I like the way you love
My goofy sense of humor.
I love the way you spread
Love notes and roses
Throughout the house.
I enjoy it when
You hold my hand
And tell me you love me.
I can never get enough
Of you doing those things,
Because they come from
My one true love.
poem by Jeff Fleischer
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More Than Life Itself
You never said you were perfect,
But you always were to me.
Loving you was always worth it,
Cause you see so much in me.
And when Im down,
Youre there to lift me.
You come around,
When I need a friend.
And no one loved me like you do,
Unconditional and true.
Youre the shoulder that Ive always known
And the hand that says Im not alone
More than myself,
I love you more than life itself!
Did u know that I get lonely?
At the thought of you not being here.
Can you see that youre the only,
Only one that disappears?
And when I fear you are the comfort
The one who steers me to the light.
And no one loves me like you do.
Unconditional and true.
Youre the shoulder that Ive always known
And the hand that says Im not alone.
More than myself,
I love you more than life itself.
I love! I love! I love you!
And I dont care if it sounds trite.
Ill say it over and over
It makes me feel alive
You give me all my fire
By watching what you live
By what you believe
So many things you taught me
And even when you caught me
I always knew that you could still see the best in me
The best in me
No one loved me like you do
Unconditional and true
Youre the shoulder that Ive always known
And the hand that says Im not alone
I love you more than life itself
I love you more than life itself
I love you more than life itself
I love you more than life itself
More than you know
More than you know
I love you more than life itself!
song performed by by Kelly Osbourne
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Piano Strings See
She keeps secrets from you
Knows it’s something they say never to do
But how does she say
How does she break that news
While you’re still feelin’ new
Chorus Split 1:
What do I do when every step I take
Is walking my heart your way
When each note the world
Has to echo
Sounds like the way I love you
She’s got no ring for your finger either
You know how it goes
Maybe she’ll find that wedding dress
They never sent her and she never could pick up
Drop it at your toes
Chorus Split 2:
And the moments in life
Theirs and mine
Feel like the lucky tears of happy days
You bring me
How did we ever get to be
What piano strings see
She is me, she is me, she is me
And I’m just tryin’ to find
The right eyes
To bring this to you with
The right set of notes and time ticks
Chorus
So string me up
And tell me you came back to the girl who left
The bridal shop with the pretty dress
‘cause the country songs
Were tearing you up with the ways you love me
Split 2
I’ve got no ring for your finger either
Maybe I’ll find that wedding dress
Drop it at your toes
poem by Frankie Renae
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Tea With Sandwiches
On the platform of love,
People were ready to listen to my muse;
But you puffed away to fetch water.
Notes and stories,
Its fun you were send away to fecth the tree;
Because you could not wait for the next morning.
It was like a tunnel somewhere,
But you don't have to run into the cow with your car!
Because the heavy snowfall is ahead of you.
On the Platform of love,
With deafening noise to respect my muse;
But the volunteers were really there to give you a helping hand,
And like tea with sandwiches to crown the day.
A cheerful little engine with six small wheels on,
But remember that i am on th eplatform of love to recite my poems;
And like the muffle cry of help around you!
Slipping backwards and up the hills were the heavy snowfalls,
But the pillars of love are now mounted around muse with care;
And like the notes and the stories of life,
But very faintly to the ears around.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Seeking For Happiness
Seeking for happiness we must go slowly;
The road leads not down avenues of haste;
But often gently winds through by ways lowly,
Whose hidden pleasures are serene and chaste.
Seeking for happiness we must take heed
Of simple joys that are not found in speed.
Eager for noon-time's large effulgent splendour,
Too oft we miss the beauty of the dawn,
Which tiptoes by us, evanescent, tender,
Its pure delights unrecognised till gone.
Seeking for happiness we needs must care
For all the little things that make life fair.
Dreaming of future pleasures and achievements
We must not let to-day starve at our door;
Nor wait till after losses and bereavements
Before we count the riches in our store.
Seeking for happiness we must prize this-
Not what will be, or was, but that which is.
In simple pathways hand in hand with duty
(With faith and love, too, ever at her side),
May happiness be met in all her beauty
The while we search for her both far and wide.
Seeking for happiness we find the way
Doing the things we ought to do each day.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Early Works - My Dear Jill
My dear Jill
I’ve heard your ill,
I’d come down and see you
as I think highly of you.
Sadly, I went and caught a cold
and afraid my fate is sold.
I’ll not sign my name at the bottom
in case of a gain ill gotten.
With these flowers I send to you
comes my love and prayers too.
Though these flowers are pretty,
you could shame them with your beauty.
You probably know this, now you know whom
by the many pictures I have of you.
The romantic things you say to me
as I hold the hand of thee
showing just how much you care
and want my love to share.
The love I have for you is strong
and I’ll worry for you all night long.
Every night by my bed,
I’ll pray for your safety through the coming day.
You know not of the greatness your words give
or how in my mind they live.
I am but a single soul
seeking refuge within a shoal.
When I heard of your sickness,
I felt a deep sadness, though
I’m not a religious man
I believe the lord will take your hand
and nurse you back to health.
Though life may have treated you wrong
and for a while the pleasures of life are gone
all because you are sick.
Don’t worry my love
my prayers will help you get better quick.
Date unknown. (Probably 1965)
This was a personal poem I wrote for someone at the time I cared for who was ill at the time. Sadly, we lost touch with each other in the closing of 1966 and beginning of 1967 and have never seen one another since.
poem by David Harris
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My Foundations
A house is nothing
Without its foundations.
Just as much as
I am without my foundations.
Foundations hold everything together.
Safe, intact and ready for anything,
Ready for renovations,
Or in my case changes,
Ready for tornadoes,
Or in my case challenges,
Ready for earthquakes,
Or in my case very down days,
Foundations make things ready for life.
Without foundations
A house cannot be built,
Without a house.
A couple cannot make a family,
Without a family,
A home cannot be made,
And to me home is everything,
With my foundations,
I wouldn't have grown up in Guelph,
Without my foundations,
I wouldnt have had a perfect childhood,
Without my foundations,
I wouldn't have travelled across the world,
Without my foundations,
I wouldn't be who I am now,
Without my foundations,
My life wouldn't have so much love,
Without my foundations,
I would be nothing,
Just like a house is
Without its foundations.
I am proud and grateful,
To call my foundations,
My mother
And most of all my father.
poem by Music Galore
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This Ring
this ring is a token of my love, sent from heaven above.
you came into my life when things were going wrong
and everything in my life seemed bleak.
you lifted up my spirit higher than its ever been before
and with this you opened up my door.
the door to my heart had been closed tight
always with darkness and never with light.
you reminded me that there are two sides to every coin
and that everything can not be one sided.
and with my heart i tried to hide it.
just like a ring which is round-love can always be found.
like a ring - life has a starting point and an end
if mistreated it will bend.
so i give you this ring of love
forged and strenghtened by gods hand from above.
this ring will not tarnish or fade, but will glow more every passing day.
until it fills your heart ever so bright
and this i promise will be your guiding light.
so keep this ring as a token of my love
for just like a star in the sky
my love for you will never die.
poem by Louis Rams
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Bird Is Ready To Leave
love is a part of life
magical feeling thats apart of your heart
it comes and goes just like a bird that
becomes an adult who is ready to leave home
we are not ready to leave home
but
we sure can make it
if not we will fly back home
and ask for help
even though we grow old
things can stay between us
nothing can change that moment were we hatch
from our eggs
and grow to fly away from home
poem by Allison unknown
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Let's Give Peace A Chance
Can peace be attained in a war-torn world
Or is his a dream never to be fulfilled
Could war be replaced as love unfolds
Is there a special secret yet to reveal
I say we must all give peace a chance
No matter what obstacles lie in the way
For even Christ when pierced by the lance
Could still forgive mankind anyway
We must all walk with our brother hand in hand
It does not matter though he be white, red or black
Be forever ready to solve conflicts when we can
Seek peace in the future, forgive and not look back
Ghandi taught love and peace and so did Martin Luther King
Wars still came since hearts refused to reflect and listen
And in the past another tried and they crucified him
So you must show love and give peace a chance to glisten
And whether you are Catholic, Protestant or Jew
Give peace a chance, over and over, again and again
Let God take reign in your heart, making all things new
Thereby making all races, colors and creeds your friend
poem by Patricia Cox Napoli
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Sonnet XVII: I do not love you as if you were brine-rose, topaz
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
poem by Pablo Neruda
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Unstable
A world war is in progress and,
The end of the world is at hand;
But like the ox that eats grass,
Let your life show others the way.
To be known and to be repected,
To learn and to share with others;
I will come to you like a thief in the night,
So be ready to receive your reward as well.
Love to the brotherhood,
Love to the sisterhood,
Love to the fatherhood,
Love to the motherhood,
And by the way of remembrance;
But those who are unclean and unstable will twist the law.
This is my first letter to you and you have to learn,
This is my first love to you and you have to care,
For a dog always returns to its own vomit.
This is my second letter to you,
Like a washed snow in the field of love;
But the unstable will always twist the law.
This is my third letter to you,
For faith always goes with works;
And you have to do your best on this love.
Of the things which we have heard,
Of the things which we have to share,
Of the things which we have to read,
Of the things which we have to laern,
Of the things which we have to say,
Of the things which we have to write,
Of the things we have built,
And of the things we have seen;
Do not allow that which is evil to be your friend.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Little Things
You kiss me awake in the mornin'
Now what a way to start the day
With love notes that you leave me
Written in your own special way
You call me up for nothin'
I hear your voice on the line
We start talkin' 'bout lovin'
You get to me everytime
It's those little things you do that make me love you so
Little things that only you and I could ever know
You don't have to lay the whole wide world here at my feel, oh no
It's those little things you do that mean the most to me
Lyin' in the bed beside you
Touchin' in the middle of the night
No you don't have to do any talkin'
To tell me everything is all right
It's those little things you do that make me love you so
Little things that only you and I will ever know
You don't have to lay the whole wide world here at my feel, oh no
It's those little things you do that mean the most to me
It's those little things you do that mean the most to me
song performed by by Alabama
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