Mutability
Outside there are the golden rays
that light everything as they fall and quiver
coming and going through nights and days
but constantly are again lost forever.
Outside the wind sings in its strings
blowing its tiny offerings
of dust and clean fresh air
while clouds and rain it in motion brings.
Life changes with times of sheer happiness
to when there’s pain and sorrow
and daily the world from sunshine to darkness
while constantly there is a new tomorrow
and at times we have joy, at times we weep
while nights pass suddenly while we are asleep.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Feels Like Rains
Here I go again
Hanging on to the bitter end
All alone
Nothing left to lose
Don't want to face tomorrow
I can't sleep tonight
Blame it on the weather
Till I get over you.
Chorus:
Feels like rain
Feels like I'll never fall in love again
There's a cold wind blowing every cloud my way
And it feels like rain today
Taking down every picture
Hanging on every wall
Broken dreams, painfull memories
Like the times I never listened
And the times I didn't try
It's gotta be the weather
'Cause you're not here with me
Chorus:
Feels like rain
Feels like I'll never fall in love again
There's a cold wind blowing every cloud my way
And it feels like rain today
Regretting every minute
Since I watched you walk away
Cause it's not the same without you
And now the clouds are hiding
Every sunny day
I guess I'll stay inside again
Cause it feels like rain today
Feels like rain
Feels like we'll never fall in love again
There's a cold wind blowing every cloud my way
And the clouds are hiding every sunny day
and the storm is coming so I'm here to stay
'Cause it feels like rain today
Yes, it feels like rain today
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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A Hundred Times Over
A hundred times over words have flowed through my fingers to the keys
A hundred times over I have released the freedom that is in my mind,
A hundred times over I have become one with my inter most longing,
A hundred times over I have taken a journey to show you my own world.
A hundred times over I have written of pain and life, of sorrow and joy,
A hundred times over I have used my art to show you what's in my mind
A hundred times over again I will show you.
A hundred times over I have cried for those, whose names are untold,
A hundred times over I have showed you their pain.
A hundred times over I have become their connection to you,
A hundred times over I have showed you the beauty of our world,
A hundred times over I have taken you somewhere you may never see,
A hundred times over my words have screamed the horror of darkness,
A hundred times over I have sung to you the beauty of light,
A hundred times over I have taken your hand to lead you to a new place
A hundred time over I have written for those who have no words to write
A hundred times over I have tried to show truth in a world of lies,
A hundred times over I have have tried to show the world's beauty,
A hundred times over again I will lead down these paths,
A hundred times over and over again I will show you reality,
A hundred times over and over again I shall show you my world,
A hundred times over and over again until you have memorised truth,
A hundred times over again until you can repeat what I have told,
A hundred times over again shall I create an art of words, time, of life.
A hundred times over again I shall do this,
A hundred times over again.
A hundred times over.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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22,000 Days
Even tho I know its only
Me and my dreams
That drive me so let me go please
Let me go onto tomorrow
One day at a time
Now I know the only foe is time
22,000 days, 22,000 days its not alot,
Its all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, its all you know
So start the show and this time
Feel the flow and get it right
Now the time when I first saw you is over and gone
Then I knew my life with you would go on
Knowing you so much longer
Ive change in mind change for you
You have changed to mine
22,000 days, 22,000 days its not alot,
Its all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, its all you know
So start the show and this time
Feel the flow and get it right
Everybody knows, it always shows
Wasting times an aggravation
Got no time for confrontation
You want to take a lot
By love by law or stealth
Times the only real wealth you have got
Even tho I know its only me and my dreams
That drive me so let me go please
Let me go onto tomorrow
One day at a time
Now I know the only foe is time
22,000 days, 22,000 days its not alot,
Its all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, its all you know
So start the show 22,000 days
22,000 days, 22,000 days its not alot,
Its all you got 22,000 days
22,000 nights, 22,000 nights, its all you know
So start the show 22,000 ways
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Crackling words
I am the thunder
that crackles in your words
and make blue sparks,
when you write thoughts down.
I branch to wherever
your words go
and hit every place
where your letters go.
At times I bring new life
in your verses
with the rain
and sometimes I am the one
that unfolds heartache, repentance
and hold the abyss,
but it’s I
that builds your words
and tell others
how you see life
and the world.
I constantly spark
new thoughts open
and cleave right through rock
to reveal truth and reality
and at times I light the way
where you walk
and at sometimes it’s I
that brings the darkness.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Love In Ashes
When I have opened unto you the gates of my inner being
Like a tide stirred by storm you have flowed into me
And I have embraced you in my holding arms like the foamy waves by the sea
So blindly that my innermost recesses of my spirit are full of your seeing
And then we were as clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How with impetuous restless they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
Streaking the darkness through woods and dales, and yet soon
Night closes round, and they are lost forever, as we were.
Our times were like forgotten lyres, whose dissonant strings
Give various response; unpleasant sound to each varying blast,
To whose frail frame no second motion brings
One mood, comforting modulation or a regulated cast
Ah, dreams and expectations have the power to poison our sleep;
Yet the day with wandering thoughts and doubts pollutes itself;
We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep;
Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away without self strife:
It is all the same, be it joy or sorrow,
The path of life departure still is uncontrolled and free:
Human's yesterday may ne'er be like his tomorrow;
We learn to endure love what ever it may be.
Only Time
Each night he sings his love song
under the moon above
for the one in his arms.
The serenade he sings
pledges his love forever
if she will become his dream
and walk beside him
through times of joy,
times of happiness,
times of sorrow and times of despair.
Will she become his dream?
Only time will tell.
11 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Princess Of My Heart
If you were the rays of the sun bringing light
and I the darkness that blots out everything to black
we would have met each other at daybreak and sunset,
we would have greeted each other for moments
when the earth turns in its eternal orbit
and you would bring light to my darkness,
if you were the rays of the sun bringing light
and I the darkness that blots out everything to black.
.
If you were the stretched out ocean
and I the sky that goes up to space
we would have constantly touched each other
and at times I would have made your waters my own
and at times your waves would hit threatening
while my breath draws tracks over your surface,
if you were the stretched out ocean
and I the sky that goes up to space
If you were the spring that explodes in blossoms
and I the summer that comes with maturity
your lustrous glory would sing of my coming
while insects and birds frolic in pollination
and we both would draw strength from light, rain and dust
and I would be able to bare your fruit from each pretty flower,
if you were the spring that explodes in blossoms
and I the summer that comes with maturity
but you are my princess that I adore as my wife
and I am a writer of verses that keeps longing,
if you only knew the depth of my love
you would never be able to forget
and still my love sneaks into you
and brings meaning and maturity to every desire
but you are my princess that I adore as my wife
and I am a writer of verses that keeps longing.
[Reference: 'Princesse Lontaine' by A.G. Visser.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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A birthday: Far too long
Far too long I have been wandering
in all seasons even summer and spring
and at times I have lost, at other times
I had experienced the kindness that you bring
and at times in vain
I have tried to conquer destiny with pain,
have just been struggling on
right through sunshine and rain
and suddenly my life has changed
almost as the divine had it rearranged
with the sun shining down warmly
on me once estranged
and at my birthday, my love is here
with tender care, more sweet and sincere.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Hard Times
(stephen foster)
Let us pause in lifes pleasures and count its many tears
While we all sup sorrow with the poor.
Theres a song that will linger forever in our ears,
Oh, hard times, come again no more
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay.
There are frail forms fainting at the door
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say,
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
Theres a pale drooping maiden who foils her life away
With a worn out heart, whose better days are oer.
Though her voice it would be merry, tis sighing all the day,
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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There Are Times
There are times
when life goes topsy-turvy.
There are times
when we are full of dismay.
There are times
when pebbles dropped in water
can be felt across the bay.
There are times
when life gets a little crazy
and we know not which way to turn.
There are times
when everything is rosy
and in everyone’s life, there is sunshine.
There are times
when you feel lazy
and want the world to roll on by.
There are times
your world is filled with laughter.
There are times
when you want to
just sit down and cry.
There is a time for everything
and it will happen when it wants to.
We can only live from day to day
and take these times when they happen.
11 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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Everything But Me
Ashes falling on the ground
Winds that blow a hollow sound
Once standing taller still
Now falling by your will
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Rain that falls upon my heart
Washes away the endings start
I try to sing aloud but
My voice is lost within the crowd
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Blinded by the snow today
My true friend grey skies comes to play
Lost inside my forest desire
Feeling this wild funeral pyre
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
poem by Barbara Vanier
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Draw String
The curtains in my living room
lift and fall
gracefully
as I pull their strings each day;
marking the rise and fall of each
season
and each day in between-
punctuation
for the life between you and me.
Like my skirts
they lifted first
and fell
on our wedding bed
on our wedding night-
and now gracefully on special nights;
They rose to the realities
of married life-
fell during our dark times-
and ring during the good times
with loving making
and bedroom laughter.
I cannot
each time I draw
the strings
but marvel
at morning light;
folding away yet
another night
with you.
.
My curtains offer me regularity
which is comforting to me.
I dust them-
not often enough
worn with the years;
uplift them
for the view of the garden
and you coming home
over the back fence.
I draw them each time
anticipating
magically
in doing
so
you, too,
are drawn
home
to my bosom
each day.
Watch
as I draw
this string.
You'll see:
He'll be there
coming over
the back fence;
home to me.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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How Many Times
*how many tears have you cried
How many eyes have you dried
How many ways have you tried
And dont you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many dream have been bad
How many nights have been sad
How many days have you had
When you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many times, how many times
(*repeat)
I said tired of people sayin
Dont you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many times, how many times
How many times, times, times, times
Times, times, times, times, times
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Good Times Will Be Back
We are in the dark but have time for a song
Bad times will go, they won't stay for long
Clouds will disperse, revealing blue again
Soothing gust of wind will heal all our pain.
Know the night of sorrow will surely bow out
A blazing day it will be to blow away all doubt
Birds will be back, will come back sunshine
Happiness will be back, we will again be fine.
Know the gale of misery will not last for long
Bad times will go, will revert to joyful song
The dust will settle, cooler will be the clime
We shall be there to welcome the good time.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Hard Times
1. let us pause in lifes pleasures and count its many tears
While we all sup sorrow with the poor.
Theres a song that will linger forever in our ears,
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
2. while we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay.
There are frail forms fainting at the door.
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
3. theres pale drooping maiden who foils her life away
With a worn out heart, whose better days are oer.
Though her voice it would be merry, tis sighing all the day,
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Wild Times
Wild times, until the light has gone
Wild, until the rising sun
Let us hear the sigh,
Of all the days gone buy
Wild times
Shine the light, down through the years
Through the fields of yonder, the veil off tears
And well take the time,
That is yours and mine
Wild times
Wild times, into the dawn
These wild times, will not be gone
And the music plays,
To these golden days
Wild times
You can here the sigh,
Of all the days gone by
Wild times
And well take the time,
That is yours and mine
Wild times
Wild times
Wild times
Wild times
Wild times
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Friendship
Friendship - a seamless sky
Far too complex to gauge or delve.
At times like the early rays of morn
It fills one with joy.
At times like a gentle breeze
It cuddles and cossets.
At times like dark clouds
It overcasts the mind.
At times it comes blowing like a gale
Sweeping us off our feet.
At times it sprouts like a seedling
Growing out into a tree, giving shade.
It blossoms like a Night Queen
Diffusing in the air, a heady scent.
At times like the plaintive notes from a flute
It saddens the soul.
Like a rainbow it may swiftly vanish
Or remain like a beacon
Guiding us when storms rage.
In darkness, it burns like a candle.
In loneliness, a sweet presence.
At times so silent
At times so very eloquent
Finally like an unfinished tale
A fond memory
A lingering scent
Like the life - sustaining breath
It remains…..!
poem by Valsa George
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Forever
Hush my darling , sleep my lover
Therell be rain till we run for cover
Lost in love in a world of strangers
Something only the lord arranges
Oh my darling , now I found you
Want to live all my life around you
Youre my light in a world of sorrow
Scared of losing this dream tomorrow
I just want to hold you forever , forever
Loving one another thats how it should be
Needing you beside me , together , no never
Try to rediscover no other but me
Oh my darling , if you leave me
I lose the love that has always freed me
Not knowing angel , whats coming after
Never hearing youre golden laughter
Oh my baby , hearts like thunder
Cant escape from the spell Im under
I surrender to all your treasure
Endless nights of pain and pleasure
I just want to hold you , forever , forever
Loving one another , thats how it should be
Needing you beside me , together , no never
Try to rediscover no other but me
(break)
I just want to hold you , forever , forever
Loving one another , thats how it should be
Needing you beside me , together , no never
Try to rediscover no other but me
(repeat last verse and fade out )
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Auspicious of Nights
Auspicious of Nights
By: Adam M. Snow
On this auspicious of nights,
the children comes with fear delights,
awaken the infant, the newborn kin,
and open the world of pain within,
followed by all sins and sorrow,
as they wait to die this final morrow.
The wolves now vent, cry and howl,
as all children now gone on a prowl.
The moon once full now is shattered,
and all dreams are lost and scattered.
On this auspicious of nights,
they lose all their sights.
Now awakened yet asleep,
to the empty skies, they weep.
Cold and alone they stand vivified and afraid,
to their chambers they return to where they laid.
Confused and lost, they remain,
with nothing left for them to explain.
On this auspicious of nights,
darkness surrounds all lights.
The infant now cries,
as the children dies,
the wolves now vent silence,
as the world erupts in violence.
Now hatred ignites,
on this auspicious of nights.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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My Spirit Lives On
In my time of dying
through times of sorrow
mourn not for me
but reach for tomorrow
on wing's of Eagle's flying
for I haved lived a life full of beauty
blessed by our creator
No tears shall you weep
but remember the good times you keep
through your days of sadness
when there is no forgiveness
for though I am gone
my Spirit lives on
and beside you I will always be
forever more
(Spiritwind-2010)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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