Tumult
Tumult,
He who flees from fear will fall into the pit!
To be taken captive,
She who fears about life will fall into the hole!
But my mind will always write words of peace,
And like theone in exile who needs some care.
Dare, snare, ware, fare, care, bare, hare, mare, pare, rare, tare;
But caught in the snare! !
And under the shadow of love i will lay down my head in peace,
However, It will be like a loney wolf in the forest!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Signet
Cowries and dowries,
And of your signet and your cord;
But i am with your child,
So be prepared for your care.
A large stone is now placed on the well's mouth,
Fare, ware, bare, care, dare, hare, mare, pare, tare!
To the north and to the south;
Ford, cord, lord, word!
To the west and to the east;
And like a wild man in the thick forest.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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07: 07 A.m.
Mare, bare, dare, pare, stare, rare, are;
Can you cross over this river?
Bongo, Congo, Togo, mango, logo;
And, at 07: 07 A.M.;
Then, think twice before crossing over this river.
To serve others and to help others,
Flare, care, hare, fare, glare, tare, ware;
And like the sweet smell of the air!
But, be very humble as a child.
In the desert of love,
At 07: 07 A.M.!
Made from honey and water;
With small sizes and big sizes,
But, shame the devil and be free with your life! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Garfield
Garfield, dial, rail, grail, field, fed, lie, gale, fear, fail, failed, die!
Bare, dare;
Ware, are;
But, learning to become perfect in the land of your muse.
Garfield, Gad, if, far, era, deal, lead, rig, air, grade, raid, are, lied, dire!
Mare, fare;
Care, hare;
But, try to be with the laws and learn to become perfect in life.
Garfield, laid, fare, gal, fade, liar, rag, girl, Graf, ear, fair, dear, life!
Pare, rare;
Stare, tare;
And like the muse of peace in the land of your muse after the war.
Garfield, read, dare, drag, ride, aid, aide, gear, ale, file, filed, derail, fire!
But birds of the same feathers flock together;
However, you need to learn from your past mistakes to become perfect,
Because, everybody comes out with new things and new ideads on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Macedonia
Stare, bare, ware, mare, care, fare, hare, pare, rare, tare;
And, trying to see beyond!
But, i have something to tell you,
And like your muse in the land of Macedonia.
Blair, chair, air, fair, stair, hair, lair, flair, wheelchair, pair;
You just don't know it because, you can't get there!
And like this girl on the wheelchair.
Wheel, feel, steel, reel, peel, creel, heel!
And to meet with you;
But in six days time you will understand my mind,
For the actions of your love are now recorded.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Our Faces And Our Voices
Dare, care, fare, mare, bare, pare, hare, rare, rare, ware;
Parents have feelings too! !
But just doing it once can also hurt you,
So, try to learn from the positive things in life always.
Extraordinary,
Once is all that it takes;
And like the life of poverty and dependency,
But i am trying to cope with you.
Mope, dope, lope, nope, rope, Pope, hope, cope;
it took me that far! !
But your addiction led to theft;
Shaken,
Collapsed,
Suffered;
And of a copy in black and white,
But she lifted up her voice and wept.
Rose, hose, dose, pose, nose, lose;
You are only a teenager! !
But our character is an integral part of us in life.
Our faces and our voices define who we are physically,
But your character reflects who you are on the inside;
And keeping the law is all that we need,
But, being straight always is the key of life than the negative chains!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Love me if you d(c) are
Love me if you care
Love me though nobody stares
Or asks how much its fare
Love me if you dare
Love me though everybody scares
And tell you not to be bare
Love me if you care
Love me though I find it’s rare
Someone sincere to declare
Love me if you dare
Love me though there may be nightmare
And crazy like the March hare
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Hare wooing rabbit
‘It is there! Very much there!
Go and catch the mare
before she comes to glare’.
[ a hare was told]
‘How can you dare
come and at me stare?
You can’t get me bare’.
[a rabbit retirted]
‘No hunter can hear
the consent of a hare
before he goes to snare’.
‘No hunter is held dear,
I am a hare neither.
I shall drive you thither’.
‘If I were not a hunter,
will come some hunter,
who will, you the whole, plunder’.
‘I shall put across a barrier,
will soon seek some warrior
in whose arm to slither.’
‘Then why not am I that lad?
I shall make you glad
and serve you salad.’
No, you are a nerd;
your motive is absurd.
I can’t be assured.’
The she-rabbit fled the he-hare.
25.12.2000, Pm
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Just a Song!
I rock in a chair,
In a room all bare,
With my unkempt hair,
Without any care!
I breathe dirty air,
Dressed in summer-wear,
Attempting to pare
My nails as I stare!
Oh, What if I dare
To run like a hare
Or walk like a bear
Or charge like a mare!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-6-2006
poem by John Celes
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The Bear and the Hare
The bear is always bare. I have never seen a bear who was not bare. Or does he or she wear a coat of hair? Where does he or she go to buy a coat of hair so that he or she won't be a bare bear? Coats cost money. Bare bears have no money.
But bears eat honey. Even bare bears eat honey. And this bear had a honey who wanted a coat of hair. So when she said to her honey, 'Honey, I want a coat of hair, but I have no money.', her honey replied, 'Honey, I have no money to buy a coat of hair. But I do have honey. Maybe I can sell my honey for money.' So he sold his honey for money so that his honey could have some money to buy a coat of hair and not be a bare bear.
This bear had a friend who was a hare. This hare has hair. Is he bare? He is not a bare bear but a hare and hares have hair. But he is a funny bunny and likes a sunny spot even when it is hot because he like to have fun in the sun. But this funny bunny could not find a sunny spot to go to have fun in the sun until one day a fair came to town.
The bear and hare of course went to the fair. What a pair! The fair was quite far so the bare bear and the hare with the hair decided to ride the street car. To ride the street car, they had to pay a fare. I say that was quite an affair - to see the bare bear and the hair paying for their fare. The bare bear had no pockets in which to carry any fare. The funny bunny had no honey to sell to get some money to pay the fare so that he could go to the fair. The fare cost ten cents. But that makes no sense. It isn't fair to make a bear who is bare and has no pockets to hold a fare or a funny bunny who has no honey to get money to pay a fare to go to the fair.
Subsequently, the bare bear barely got on the street car after the funny bunny hopped on, the bare bear and the hair were there sitting in chairs riding in the street car to the fair without paying any fare. Along the way they saw a mare. They did not care about the mare. They wanted to get to the fair. Have you every seen a bare bear sitting in a chair? I once saw a bare bear sitting in a chair at a fair but he wasn't bare.
To get into the fair the bare bear and the hair had to pay another fare. And still the bare bear had no money to pay any fare to get into the fair. And the funny bunny had no money to pay any fare to get into the fair. So what did they do? How did they get into the fair? As I said, I saw the bare bear sitting in a chair at the fair but he wasn't bare.
Tell me if this is a poem. Thanks.
poem by Ben Gieske
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Knowledge is Mother Of Life Divine!
Only of evils in own,
seeing the path of Goodness and Godliness,
Knowledge is not mother of fear,
But knowledge is mother of Care,
Against one's own fall or care about fall of others!
Knowledge is not mother of fear,
Knowledge is the spear,
Knowledge is spear that kills the fear,
And takes to fearless sphere!
`FEAR Is Mother Of
KNOWLEDGE.
Aye or Nay, you decide!
How can one born to fear can dare,
how can one see is own nature,
fear, if governs his mind and thought,
How one fear more,
Can open windows and door?
Fear is not the mother of love,
A child's love to its mother or father,
Is just Love And Respect,
Not fear the mother of all these,
Fear only maketh one run away from Father,
Love And affection take near to Him!
Knowledge is mother of Courage,
Love, faith, belief and aspiration of oneness!
Fear is mother of Cowardice, doubts, hate,
Fear is mother of all slips and fall,
Fear is the mother of ill fate!
Only Love, The love of truth, and love with True knowledge is the mother of Life Divine!
Aye or Nay you Decide!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Sonnet 34: Come Let Me Write
Come, let me write. 'And to what end?' To ease
A burthen'd heart. 'How can words ease, which are
The glasses of thy daily vexing care?'
Oft cruel fights well pictur'd forth do please.
'Art not asham'd to publish thy disease?'
Nay, that may breed my fame, it is so rare.
'But will not wise men think thy words fond ware?'
Then be they close, and so none shall displease.
'What idler thing than speak and not be heard?'
What harder thing than smart, and not to speak?
Peace, foolish wit, with wit my wit is marr'd.
Thus write I while I doubt to write, and wreak
My harms on ink's poor loss; perhaps some find
Stella's great powers, that so confuse my mind.
poem by Philip Sidney
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Pair_Con_Fection
His love paired teamed perfection
with which no dreams compare,
so seemed, upon reflection,
an idyll bright, right rare.
Synaptic thought deflection
sped thoughts led on to pear
where one plus one reflection
begun with perfect pair.
He, after introspection,
decided then and there
into two parts he'd section
fruit for cute beaut to share.
Two parts two hearts' confection
apportioned as in pair, -
the first for her selection,
the second layer his prayer.
The inner her inspection
entrusted with due care,
the outer, - his election -
was not the choicest fare.
He offered for delection
fine fruit to lady fair,
the outer skin's defection
pear pared, prepared, dared dare.
Alas he met rejection
which led into despair,
and then to lead dejection -
more than one man should bear.
Here's no talk of erection,
nor censorship to spare,
the case cites misdirection -
not going anywhere
because one man's projection,
however debonair,
may lose sense of direction
if heart, mind, three make there.
The moral in connection
with these lines - be aware -
‘ware snare before detection
of core accord, beware!
Another recollection
in good stead stands who'd spare
his days from genuflection
in jail cell solitaire.
Advance with circumspection,
don't venture unaware,
avoid brash interjection
deserving angry stare.
Where peach and cream complexion
is apple's eye, if there
heart's spurned then wormed affection
turns to snare none repair.
Life's light verse in[ter]jection
between dark, dark - joy rare
where there's no resurrection
to compensate for care.
No 'au pair' for compensation
leads to story's swift cessation
waiting Reader's approbation,
welcoming congratulation.
(7 May 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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If This Be Love
Hope gives in to longing thought,
of all desires that I've sought.
A wanton heart might now be caught,
if this be love, that you have brought.
Can love..hope..grow where pain abides;
Where doubt and fear are justified?
I willingly throw both arms wide,
if faith can bring you to my side.
Give in! give in! My heart cries out,
For once find out what loves about.
These walls I've built so strong and stout,
like Jericho, fall at the shout.
A newborn babe, my soul lies bare;
vulnerable to trap and snare.
I gladly place all in your care.
If this be love...that we would share.
Perry Biggerstaff
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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When God Is Small
When man is big and God is small, life isn’t very pleasant at all,
As people crowd out that place, allotted by God, by His Grace,
Within your heart, deep inside, where His Spirit comes to abide,
As a guide and comfort too, helping each day, in all that we do.
Often we focus too much on man, being lead into Satan’s plan,
His plan to hinder and mislead, saints of God who truly believe.
Filling a heart with needless care, is from Satan, a wicked snare,
Leading all to worry and fear; to dismiss God who’s always near.
Satan wishes to bind your heart, in fear and worry from the start,
The fear of man is a snare by him, to keep many in a web of sin.
Your worry he just calls concern, as that anxiety begins to churn,
Saying your worry will bring relief, as he adds pain to your grief.
All this as he sets your focus for, others, not your Blessed Lord,
On natural men of this fallen sod, and not upon our Eternal God.
With eyes fixed on mortal men, we forget we’ve been born again,
Born of the spirit from Jesus Christ, to give to God our entire life.
Caring too much what others think, into the mire we begin to sink,
Losing the peace, God has for us, when in man we begin to trust.
Trust or fear, it is still a snare, which leads your heart into despair,
All this and more will befall, all who make men big and God small.
My Peace
My peace is at a piece of paper
So thin and light
And could be blown by slightest wind
My peace is at eaves
So close yet fragile
And could fall by careless step
My peace is at sway of wave
Sometimes high, sometimes low
And could sweep me in one row
My peace is at seconds
So short and precious
And could quickly vanish before you realize
My peace is at candle in the dark
So tiny and unreasonable
But my heart is hanging on it
My peace is at the rush
So troubled but soothing
It makes me don’t care about the pursuing time
My peace is at the hand of shadow
So vague and naïve
But it allures me to dream and believe
My peace is at the lost
Breaking and torturing
But in the end I always learn it’s the way the life goes on
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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It's A Natural Thing!
It's a natural thing!
Love, peace and care;
It's a normal thing!
Love, peace and care;
It's a way of life!
Love, peace and care;
It's the way we should live in unity!
Love, peace and care;
But, how can you top perfection?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Over In Love (instrumental)
Cold wind blows
Shivers loose
Hard rain
To my skin soaked through
So over in love with you
I don't even care
Sky turns grey
Black and blue
Fall on me
I can't be moved
So over in love with you
I don't even care
Hot sun shines
And lays bare
Shadows cross cut
Heavy air
So over in love with you
I don't even care
The tide that washes in and out
Reveals a heart
And face worn new
So over in love with you
I don't even care
I don't even care
I don't even care
I don't even care
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Indary
Bless these children and,
Teach them the positive ways of life only;
For, i am Indary with the works of peace.
I need joy where i am,
I need peace where i am,
I need love where i am,
I need unity where i am,
For, i am Indary with the works of peace.
The romance of love,
The joy of peace,
The muse of life,
The peace of the mind,
The care of passion,
And like your beauty in the land of care! !
But, try to teach these children to do the right thing always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Didnt Have The Heart
Verse1:
I found somebody new
Though you mustnt believe
That means Im over you
I know that in time
Well figure it out
Youll read my mind
And though Ill wait for that day
Without making a sound
I dont want to be
The one whos letting you down
I just want you to know
The reason behind the rhyme
Chorus:
Its not that
I didnt have the time
Didnt have the love
I didnt have the strength
Not to fall apart
Its not that I dont care
Its just I wouldnt dare
Cause I just dont have the heart
Verse2:
Love is not black and white
Youd believe that its true
If you saw me tonight
I struggle with what is real
But the logical side
Doesnt stop what I feel
And though youre holding your breath
To be given a sign
Your heart cannot be
Broken in pieces like mine
I just want you to know
The reason behind the rhyme
Chorus:
Its not that
I didnt have the time
Didnt have the love
I just didnt have the strength
Not to fall apart
Its not that I dont care
Its just I wouldnt dare
Cause I just dont have the heart
Bridge:
Loving you was more than I could stand
I was scared my heart was in your hand
But I know now
I figured it out
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
I must let go
Chorus:
Yes I had the time
Yes I had the love
I just didnt have the strength
Not to fall apart
Its not that I dont care
Its just I wouldnt dare
Cause I just dont have the heart
I dont have the heart
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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Let Me Love Somebody
Why do I turn away
When someone shows they care
It's been a long time
Since I've
Had the love and care
Of someone being there
Let me love somebody
Let me show them how much I care
Don't leave me
In this loneliness and despair
Tears of my life fall
As I think of what could have been
Fears of my life
Hide away
Untill someone shows they care
Then my nightmare begins
I walk away
Am I so twisted and torn
That I should never have been born
What do I have to do
To heal this heart of stone
Let me love somebody
Let me show them how much I care
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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