Seventh Day
He rested on the Seventh Day and,
It was joy to know how he lives along with the muse of his life;
So i prepared a lovely meal for him to enjoy his rest.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Glinda's Theme
Come over here and rest awhile
Look at the trip you've made
I know you must be tired by now
So rest here in the shade
Oh, the journey that you've had to make
I've watched you bear the load
But you can always stay at my place
When you come off the road
And if you ever need someone (need someone)
Count on me anytime (you can count on me)
I'll be here to pick you up
Because a rested body is a rested mind
Because a rested body is a rested mind
(Because a rested body is a rested mind)
A rested body is a rested mind
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Marlen
In the Island of flowers!
Marlen, male, ale, are, ear, era, men, real, realm, learn, ram;
And like fire and water! !
But, this muse of love is prepared for you alone.
Marlen, lean, ran, meal, mare, near, me, man, ream, lane, lame;
But i use to hear your steps behind me! !
Den, pen, open, men, ten, hen, green, queen, been, fen, when?
And like the ginger Bread-Man.
Meet, meat!
Of an area of low flat wet land;
Star, start!
Bee, been!
And like the art of tapping honey;
But, this muse of love is prepared for you alone.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Isam
Kiss your girlfiend if you want to and,
Bath your husband if you like to;
For the 'pan' on the stove is like the 'nap' of your muse,
But be very wise to choose from the right things in life.
I will dance to your muse and i will jump over the fence for your love,
For my name is Isam and i know my way to your lovely home in the bush;
But be very wise to choose the right things in life.
There is 'spit' on the 'tips' of the pan but,
Why 'stab' the 'bats'? ! !
But try to learn from the 'tar' in your room to overcome the 'rat'.
The 'tip' of your pen is towards the 'pit'!
But the 'bus' moving along is like the 'sub' of your mind on this muse,
And like the lovely muse of your lover nearby.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fatronat
'Fatronat', fat, on, an, to, no, far, tar, rat, not, ton, oat, afar! !
But, go inside and enjoy it with the muse of your love;
For, it has been prepared for you today in the land of joy.
Just over here,
Just for you to rejoice over it with the sweet muse of your love!
And like the classical music playing around;
But, the beauty of the cave over here is just like,
The sweet muse of your love in this land of joy! ! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Highly Sought Out
Thanks for taking time to write to me,
Thanks for taking time to receive me,
Thanks for taking time to understand my muse;
Going through it!
personally,
Highly sought out;
And like your poetic accomplishments in life.
Archives, hives, knives, wives, lives, rives, fives, gives, jives, strives! !
In and around the world;
And like a new look,
But, with unique acts in the land of your muse.
Of the interest,
Of your interest,
Of my interest,
Like the appeal of your love;
Artistic!
Artistry,
Poetic artistry,
With your muse,
With my muse,
Ever prepared,
Ever produced,
Ever accepted;
With the aspects of your sweet love.
This muse,
This love,
This mind,
This wind! !
And like a highly valued personal gift from me to you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This One Meal
This one meal mom just made
All this food she prepared
This one meal, I remembered
Mom and I had a deal
She said 'Just Eat It'
I stared at the bread I just bit
Watching mom throw away the leftover
Did she even think about the world hunger?
I tried to stop thinking about all this
I couldn't look at my full dish
I cannot hide it
It is too hard, ..
All the world hunger..
From which people die
All this food mom just threw away
Kidney Beans, Sausages, Potatoes...
If only she thought of what she was doing
Throwing away all this food
If only she thought
of what this food could do
save lives, prevent hunger..
Help people live their lives longer..
poem by Klaudia Kuczynska
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Lovely Poet
Lovely poet,
It takes some people many years to achieve a moment like this!
And i have prepared my sweet love for you only.
Your law, your muse and your name!
All in the name of beauty to move along with love and peace;
For all the beautiful birds around me assured me of your love,
And the flowers of joy stood tall to salute you!
But you are the lovely poet out there waiting for me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Boko
I am Boko but,
'Kofi A. Annan' was the seventh Secretary-General of the United Nations;
And like the muse of your love in the land of the living!
But, the untapped resources are now seen around you.
This city's wall is so high!
This sweet love os your muse is so far!
This lovely lady of mine is so beautiful!
But to open up the case again was like the toughest job at hand! !
However, i was bold enough to stand the case.
There is no light here for me to do the joy,
So i hav to wait for the sun!
For the secret of this love rests in your own hands;
And like the untapped resources around you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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En[joy]
to solange bied-charreton
enjoy
enjoyed
enjoyfu l
enjoyment
joys
joyce
joyful
joyous
joystick
enjoy your day
enjoy your meal
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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I'm April the seventh
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with drops of rain beating my heart away
with drops of wine dried in my mouth
and tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
sitting in the dark room
after a head over heal night
and the tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
I'm April the seventh
Lazarus's Saturday and children's bells
all tinkling across my street
all tinkling across my heart
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with a scarf around my neck
and high heels on my feet
and the tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with a book I'm about to read
a cigarette I am about to smoke
and the tango I've just danced
it's April the seventh
I'm April the seventh
Lazarus's Saturday and children's bells
all tinkling across my street
all tinkling across my heart
it's April the seventh
and I'm April the seventh
with a kiss left on my left hand
feet shuffling all along the floor
and the tango I've just danced
all tinkling across my heart
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Along The Road
Along the vacant road,
There is no rest; I wait
For lovely beauty to show
Around the bend of life and smiles.
My wrinkled smile kept concern
For the following of life,
A path is a road to life,
Around the corner we stare.
Soothing like a girl of heaven,
The twisting red road entails
And this word shall rest
With our bending for all our lives.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Seventh Heaven
Ive been to places where the sun goes down
Each day and never rises
Ive been to places in a dark room
Where we played with our disguises
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
It was a dream, I heard a voice
I put it down to wishful thinking
It was a dream, a silent scream
Out of the blue, a new beginning
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
And then I fell upon a stroke of luck
That led to my good fortune
And then I fell upon my knees
And gently kissed the ground you walk on
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Anticipating
Collaboration,
Anticipating,
Stakeholders;
You are 22 years old and you love my muse,
And like one among the few in the land of roses.
He wants more and she wants more,
But you are 26 years old and you love my muse;
So come and take me to a lovely place and,
Let us rest on this love for a while.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXII: Well Prepared
It’s not because a paranoia
It’s not because too cautious
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because a behavior
It’s not because a ritual
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because a genius
It’s not because a clairvoyant
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because detailed analysis
It’s not because calculative plan
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because great strategy
It’s not because flexible mind
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because fantastic budget
It’s not because faithful skill
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because full concentration
It’s not because amateur luck
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because long experience
It’s not because under pressure creativity
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because improved condition
It’s not because natural selection
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because the way of destiny
It’s not because the welcome opportunity
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because calmness
It’s not because maturity
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because success experiment
It’s not because perfect system
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because evil prediction
It’s not because love attention
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because reliable power
It’s not because easy adaptation
It’s just well prepared
It’s not because giving in
It’s not because believing
It’s just well prepared
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Wednesday,7th March 2012
Wednesday,7th March 2012!
A new artist was born;
With the muse of love to touch the hearts of many! !
For, what they saw was like the muse of light;
Yes, the pleasant light of 'Pen-Painting-Graphics-Abstracts'!
For, this new artist exhibited his works to them.
In a grand style,
In a grand move,
In a lovely way;
And like the sweet muse of life in a lovely land,
For the hearts of many were enlightened!
And, the smiles on their faces interpreted the message;
However, this new artist was, 'Edward Kofi Louis'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Life is free
Life is free
Life is with the bird with the tree.
Enjoy the life
Life is cold and heat
Enjoy the life
Life is Joy and sorrow
Enjoy the life
There is honour and ignominy.
Life is free
Enjoy the life
Consider the earth
The stone and the gold
All alike.
Life is life
Nothing substitute life
Enjoy the life.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Have A Lovely Day
Let our visions lead the way
Let us enjoy each new day
let us have some more fun
Before this day is over and done
For there is no limit for us to enjoy
We can have moments of fun and joy
Because life's grass is still pretty green
And there are many things unseen
There are new promises and adventures gathered
Which are waiting to be fulfilled all together
But to enjoy each moment of a lovely day
We must let our vision to lead our way.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Meanwhile
Meanwhile, lean, wheal, wean, are, ale, new, era, mew;
Like a Cabinet and an enactment!
But the department of your love is in the woods.
Meanwhile, mean, me, an, am, man, men, hale, hail, when;
And like the way you treated me when i first met you!
But the sweet of your love is in the eating.
Meanwhile, meal, weal, he, hew, while, heal, lie, heel, law;
Like the rainbow which looks on us!
But the lovely act of your muse is like the waves of the sea.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Edonia
Rest, pest, west, best, lest, nest, fest, quest, vest;
But, there is a job in my house for everyone!
So, get yourselves prepared.
The reward,
The authority,
He worked,
She worked;
But keep it clean and keep it lovely,
For, there are enough jobs in my house for everyone.
Teach, reach, preach, breach, leach, each;
A teacher,
A preacher! !
And to establish them before you;
For, the fruits of love are around you and,
You are closer to my house.
As a servant,
Humble yourselves;
Law, saw, draw, raw, braw, craw, Yaw, paw, flaw, jaw, slaw, maw, taw!
But, i am Edonia with the muse of my beautiful house;
And, as it is written on my walls,
There are enough joby in my house for everyone.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Seventh Star
Theres a vision in the sands
Rising from the ancient past
Crying let my spirit go
Lead my burning soul to rest
Hear the sound of distant ages
Its the call of the seventh start
Theres no shelter from the heat
Theres no mercy from this land
Hear a thousand chanting souls
Waiting judgement from gods hand
Hear the sound of distant ages
Its the call of the seventh start
Hear the sound of fallen angels
Its the call of the seventh start
The pyramids will fall
Turn to dust before the sun
And the star will rise again
Until destiny is done
Hear the sound of distant ages
Its the call of the seventh start
Hear the sound of fallen angels
Its the call of the seventh start
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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