The Red Corn Field!
Red Valley,
Red Nile,
Red sand,
Red Mountain,
And the Red Corn Field!
Of the muse of life,
Like the peace of my mind;
But, with troubles all over this field! !
However, let us all seek for peace with each other.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Love Field
You lie so unfolded
In a love field
With your contempt for any modesty
In a love field
In a love field
In a love field
You yield with your lips still sealed
In a love field
Lost in a sea of imaginary women
Everything youd want
From the dawn to the dimming
Breath comes sharp and heart beats faster
In a love field
Cold ground for a pillow
Under a blanket of stars
In a love field
In a love field
In a love field
Headlights that startled
This embrace of hours
In a love field
In a crooked house
Where things can be arranged
You think youre different from the rest
But you dont see how youve changed
Under an archway
On a road of white linen
In a love field
Feel the anxious rhythm of a functional stranger
In a love field
In a love field
In a love field
Shes so tense but its never mentioned
In a love field
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Without A Song
Without a song the day would never end
Without a song the road would never bend
When things go wrong oh
A man aint got a friend
Without a song
A field of corn would never see a plow
That field of corn would be deserted now
A man is born, but hes no good no how
Without a song
Without a song
song performed by by Carpenters
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Field Of Innocence
Quiet.
Soft.
Full of peace.
No vandalism.
No wrong.
No sorrow.
No pain.
It's my field of innocence.
It's my life.
The place I dream about.
I know I am very young,
To early for me,
But when I pass.
I will go to this world.
Heaven,
Though, I like to call it field of innocence.
I don't know why.
Seemed fitting.
The innocent are there,
Resting in the quiet peace,
With our Lord Jesus.
I know someday I'll go,
And when I do,
I want to go to Heaven.
My Field Of Innocence.
poem by Trinity Bella
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Calm On The Water
In a dream I was walkin in a beautiful field
I was gathering flowers at the foot of a hill
When a bright light descended and it spread oer the land
Jesus stood on the mountain and he held out his hand
Then he came down from the mountain, headed down to the sea
And the children strowed flowers in the path at his feet
And he was filled with compassion and the beasts from the wild
Came as gentle as lambs and they all walked at his side
Theres a calm on the water, a hush in the crowd
Theres peace in the valley, theres a stillness about
Theres a light in the darkness, theres joy in his love
Aint that a wonderful feelin, let us lift him up
Then he suddenly vanished from the crowd down below
Reappeared on the mountain in a radiant glow
He said your questions are many but the answer is love
Ill draw all men unto me if I be lifted up
Theres a calm on the water, a hush in the crowd
Theres peace in the valley, theres a stillness about
Theres a light in the darkness, theres joy in his love
There is life everlasting, let us lift him up
He said if i
Be lifted up
He said if I be lifted up, what did he say
He said if i
Be lifted up
He said if I be lifetd up
Lets lift him higher and higher
And higher and higher each day
Lets lift him up
He said if i
Be lifted up
Oh if I be lifted up
Theres a calm on the water, a hush in the crowd
Theres peace in the valley, theres a stillness about
Theres a light in the darkness, and joy in his love
Its a wonderful feelin, lift him up
He said if i
Be lifted up
He said if I be lifted up, thats what he said
He said if i
Be lifted up
If I be lifted up
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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The Whistle
To the valley of birth,
To the valley of vision,
To the valley of love;
Yes! ! Of a sound guideline in the land of my muse,
And like the fowls of the high mountains.
The king's spear!
Soon the fisherman will mourn;
And like the love of the inheritance of Beersheba.
Clean it well to its further limits and it will be yours;
And like the beasts of the earth,
Because, i have taught them with my wisdom and i know their thoughts.
It is very sad that, religion separates people;
But to the Yebusite City i will rest my mind,
And like the muse of your sweet love in the land of unity.
Baalath Beer! !
Let us teach our children kindness;
And like the prints from the soles of my feet.
She laboured and gave birth in pain!
But try to clean your mind before you give out the children's bread to the dog;
For, adultery is sin.
The valley of salt,
The valley of sugar,
The valley of pepper! !
And like a donkey's head sold for eighty shekels;
But, let us teach our children kindness.
To purify yourselves in the gardens,
In the very time of your troubles;
For, many have really chosen their own ways in this life!
And like climbing Mount Nebo to the top,
However, the referee blew the whistle for us to start the game.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Finding Peace In A Beast
And the young boy laid down
Down in peace as it abounds
In the field where the peace is found
But this beast this peace it clouds
Today this beast stands amist his peace
But he wont blink in awe of the beast
With closed eyes and racing heart beats
He lies down in peace
And in his dreams the beast was gone out of the field
poem by Yewande Adedokun
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Real Property
Tell me about that harvest field.
Oh! Fifty acres of living bread.
The colour has painted itself in my heart;
The form is patterned in my head.
So now I take it everywhere,
See it whenever I look round;
Hear it growing through every sound,
Know exactly the sound it makes —
Remembering, as one must all day,
Under the pavement the live earth aches.
Trees are at the farther end,
Limes all full of the mumbling bee:
So there must be a harvest field
Whenever one thinks of a linden tree.
A hedge is about it, very tall,
Hazy and cool, and breathing sweet.
Round paradise is such a wall,
And all the day, in such a way,
In paradise the wild birds call.
You only need to close your eyes
And go within your secret mind,
And you'll be into paradise:
I've learnt quite easily to find
Some linden trees and drowsy bees,
A tall sweet hedge with the corn behind.
I will not have that harvest mown:
I'll keep the corn and leave the bread.
I've bought that field; it's now my own:
I've fifty acres in my head.
I take it as a dream to bed.
I carry it about all day....
Sometimes when I have found a friend
I give a blade of corn away.
poem by Harold Monro
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Provisions
Oil, wine and some fruits;
And to reassure your sweet love with my muse!
But i met you in am open field last night,
And i will look after you with my love.
Provisions and gifts,
In the open fields of love and care;
But i will surely deliver you with my love,
And like the muse of joy in the land of plenty.
Provisions, soon, son, sons, vision, visions, in, pin, poor!
And all around with the muse of your love;
But write down the words that i have spoken to you in a book,
For my joy is like the muse of the rainbow seen around.
Provisions, on, no, pros, sin, sins, ion, ions, is, in, pins!
But the life of a hunter is like the life of your muse;
And like the joy of your love as seen around,
Because i am ever ready to share my mind with you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Catherine
Catherine, care, ca, Cater, it, an, than, art, then, ant, train, near;
Fix the net in its place and let me enjoy your muse,
For the game is about to start on this field!
Catherine, ear, eat, era, tea, ate, tar, rat, chart, hear, Nat, thin, cine, tear;
I want to secure a place for my head and i need your help!
And like the muse of your love in the land of roses.
Catherine, teen, car, cat, the, in, Cain, ten, net, three, tree, tan, thee;
This life is like bananas and apples!
But your muse is all that i need;
For peace brings in more joy than war!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Valley Deep
Your eyes are a powerful ocean,
Your hair a golden field of wheat,
Your lips are crimson rose petals,
Your mind a valley deep,
I want to drown in the ocean,
I want to run my hand through the golden field of wheat,
I want to press my lips against the crimson rose petals,
I want to run through the valley deep
poem by Mary Great
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If your corn field is far from your home, the birds will eat your corn.
A Story of sparrow and dimple
A group of sparrow
Waft /glide fly on
The yellow padi outspread
Like ronggeng dancer who
Fling her yellows shawl/scarf/muffler
A girl walking
Among the padi tree, her lips
Smile with dimple
On her cheek
She never tired seed
Of her hope
Since her father cultivate the land
With her mother she prepare
Food
Mow plant
Till bear fruit
A group of sparrow
Waft glide on
The yellow padi outspread
While a group of girl
Yell and catchy the field fiend
Frighten away of sparrow group
Who will rip their hope?
A group of sparrow
Fly to find their food
The yellow padi field
On the field had no inmate
In the hectares ocean of ooze
A group of sparrow
Fly with no hope
Is looking the yellow padi field
Who never found it everywhere?
Because there is no life
Just ooze everywhere
The girls muse over
With no hope
In the rice field
That no sparrow flies
On that field
That cannot frighten away
Of her distress
Because there is no life
Only ooze
Ooze
No live
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Watching Over You
I will open my mind in parable and utter dark sayings,
For i am like a treasure hidden in a field!
Buy this field so that you will be closer to me always,
And like fine pearls of great price.
The cat is now pregnant in the bush and,
I am like a bright cloud up high watching over you;
But, don't let the price of this field scare you off.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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River Of Blood
She would cry out her emotions,
in a field of wilting hay
she would stare aimlessly at the sky
as her life passed another dying May,
so long it has been,
since she wept in the field of sorrow,
returning there again,
she will never see tomorrow,
she looks out at the long lost field,
that has flooded over years,
a dark and desolate place, she stares,
this only mounts her fears,
taking a plunge,
its the perfect suicide,
now the river turns to red,
charred with secrets and lies
the river of blood ingulfed her,
as she yearned for inner peace,
now her life has ended,
thugh the river of blood will never cease
poem by Emily Wimetal
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1 Among 59 Others In The Land Of Many Roses
He can't stand her and she can't stand him!
But at the spot of this moment i have made up my mind;
Because i was 1 among 59 others in the land of many roses! !
On a ball field,
Satisfying my muse to meet up with the beauty of love;
But on the first stage to respect your muse!
Because they have failed to execute their duties appropriately,
But i am here with my mind to make a difference.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Inspired by Issa - your rice field, my rice field
your rice field, my rice field
the road between that leads
to our dreams in tokyo
your rice field, my rice field
the road between that leads
to our sons in tokyo
inspired
your rice field
my rice field
the same green
-Issa,1815
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Fallow Field
I have kept this fallow field
When I must be a horseman,
A keeper of wills and minds
With no shadows, no designs.
Their hooves are planted
In the field so young in taste.
A fool clasps its mind
When evil shadows must be;
It must be the stallions
That bring joy to the very heart.
I am burdened by the boaster
Of this fallow field.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Command The Field
Command the field and take me to your home,
Abstract your mask and take me under your care,
From Libya to Lusaka to take a view on my love;
And in the wet dormat valley you will rest with my muse.
Glow red like an adult and glue unto my love with blue,
For your National Anthem will free my mind;
But 1111 is the binary number for 15.
Oh what a joy! !
And like a predicted peacock;
For it is time to get fit on this love,
Because these events of love are all set for you!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Akirash
Rasheed is my name and Akirash is my friend,
So direct the muse of love to flow along to my home;
For the lambs will provide clothing for us and,
The goats will pay the price for your field.
I am secured in this land of peace and love,
And i want to take you around when you do visit me;
For your beauty is like the muse of love around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Warriors Poem
Here i stand upon this field
Here i stand alone
Here i stand upon this field of battle
Surrounded by my dead
Alone i stood
Alone i fought
Alone i stood
My enermy alone i faced
Here i stand to this day
Here i stand alone
My foe's i fought
My foe's i defeated
For i stand alone
upon this field of life
But not alone i stand
for about me stand my friend's
Comrades in arm's warriors all
Upon this field of life we Stand.
poem by Dragon Heart
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