Think of me[2]
Think of me
when the rays of the sun
put its first fingers
over the horizon
and a new day
without you in it
arrives for me.
Think of me
when the moon
pale white greets the night
and shrinks behind clouds
and I am somewhere else
away from you
and we can only still meet
in dreams.
Think of me
when the darkness
folds its arms around me
and the eternal sleep
pacifies me away
because I love you
without it ever ending.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Arms Of Love
Illuminate my soul
As the sun greets the sky
In the morning and closes
The night with a thousand kisses
That seal each breath it unfolds
Within the arms of love...
And the clouds paint a name,
Your name, of course,
Pale, like a signature
First written over a plain
White horizon-fleshly the hand
Reveals the promise taken
In hand at heart's command...
Through the silence-a voice
Lingers in treetops singing,
Calling out words
Invested in infinity-
Calling your name aloud
With no response...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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The moon pale...
The moon pale and timid
In a bad of stars
Lie under,
The sheet of clouds.
Stand up.
Reflecting shyly.
The light on the sea.
Is a good night for dreaming?
Into the Soft mind
Dry, arid of thoughts
Dreams
Overpopulate
Hide design
By the night
When the time goes by.
Before the new day arrives.
poem by Luca Menin
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Moon And Sun Love Story
MOON AND SUN LOVE STORY
End of the day
No other way
Lady Sun goes to hide
Mister Moon shines bright
After sun burns
Moonlight turns
Never ending ritual
Life's marital or burial
Moon wants to meet his love
Which is the ever sun above
Mister Moon drops his endless tears
As millions of glittering stars
End of the night
Dawn's beautiful sight
Moon must fade
Sun gets awake
Sun seems to sparkel with love
Like a huge golden dove
Moon’s ever dark sadness
Sun’s eternal light gladness
Never ending story
Of an impossible love
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Living Bad Dreams
I'm hypnotised
and helpless
Beneath the pale
full moon
My body is your sacrifice
You spirit's coming soon
I stare up at a
squalid night
It's been so cold
and smooth
Turns tender kisses
into bites
As you begin to move
You look so weak
and fragile
You seem to drip
and sway
But you swept me up into
your arms
And carried me away
I'm living bad dreams
I can't run from you
I'm living bad dreams
This nightmare's
coming true
You led me to temptation
Delivered me to pain
I walked upon you
hallowed ground
My soul is yours to gain
Your passion drains
my energy
Fear starts running deep
I'm falling in
slow motion
Into eternal sleep
I'm living bad dreams
I can't run from you
I'm living bad dreams
This nightmare's
coming true
[Lead Break]
Your passion drains
my energy
Fear starts running deep
I'm falling in
slow motion
Into eternal sleep
I'm living bad dreams
I can't run from you
I'm living bad dreams
This nightmare's
coming true
I'm living bad dreams
I can't run from you
I'm living bad dreams
This nightmare's
coming true
I'm living bad dreams
ohh ohh
I don't want bad dreams
Living bad dreams
song performed by by Judas Priest
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The Last One To Touch Me
If there ever was an angel, then surely you must be one
If there ever was a perfect love when I look at you I see one
If there's heaven on earth, then this must surely be
And I want you to be the last one to touch me
The last thing I remember before I go to sleep
Is the touch of your sweet lips softly kissing me
And I go to sleep athinking how happy you make me
And I want you to be the last one to touch me
And when it's time to lay me down for my eternal sleep
Once more let your fingers softly touch my cheek
If I know that you have touched me, then I can sleep in peace
And I want you to be the last one to touch me
And when the night is over and time will be no more
They say that we shall meet again upon the golden shore
And so when I awaken from my eternal sleep
I want you to be the first one to touch me
I want you to be the first, the last, the only one to touch me
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Just Over The Horizon
Just over the horizon
there's a love that waits for me.
Just over the horizon,
the place that I can't see
is where we'll meet again my love
and then we will be free
to share again the warmth of love
to shine upon our face.
I look toward that horizon
somewhere out in space.
I am comforted in the knowing
that what I felt with you
is burning brightly every day
right beyond the blue.
There is no end to a love like ours.
There's only another start.
So wait for me, my sweet one
until I do depart
and travel over the horizon
to meet you with a kiss.
It will all come together for us
into eternal bliss.
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poem by Edwina Reizer
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Sleep with angel
Every night when moon close my eyes, I go to sleep with angel.
My angel takes me in my darkness dreams on the place where joy
And sorrow embraces each other. Where shadows are friends and lovers are from Eden curse. Every night when I go to sleep with angel, in my darkness wishes, he
gave to me black withered roses with blood from his pure heart. Angel is hurt and I cannot do any thing.
Every night when I go to sleep I cry. There is no angel any more…
Angel died, and slowly disappeared from my dreams.
Tonight when I close my eyes, I will die. I will sleep with my angel for all time…
poem by Vanesa Rabic
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Wintry Midnight Moon
Setting at night,
Through ghostly clouds,
Moving giving comfort,
To all those young 'uns,
Sleeping and dreaming of monsters,
Fairy-tales and sweet dreams.
Moon so silent, gentle
In the skies,
Joyful at being the one,
To watch over all,
Except over the suns territory,
They do swaps...
The brilliance of the white light,
The cheese up in the sky,
So peaceful to sit under,
The starry sky gazing at the moon,
In the night-time dew in the grass,
Have a glass of apple juice.
Take the 'cheers' to the moon,
For the light and beauty,
The loveliness about the moon,
For in this poem nothing bad is said,
The moons brilliance, relaxing the dead...
Through the winter midnight strikes,
Christmas day begins,
The moon shines to all extent,
The clouds wearing sunglasses to see the moon,
Never to block its rays,
In these numbered, wintery midnight days,
Which this wintery midnight moon so much enjoys,
As being the main part of this starry festival,
Keeping the tradition going...
poem by Viraj Bhanshaly
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The Darkest Night
The darkness
of night
has vanished
the sun is
peeping
through the
clouds
the future
looks bright
and sunny
standing in
the sunlight
waiting for
me
with arms and
heart and
arms
I beckon to
you
come and let
me love you
my dreams
have
become
reality.
poem by Heather Burns
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One last dream...
Floating through the night sky,
Ivory fingers comb cotton clouds,
A shower of jewels fall upon the moon,
Like molten diamonds weeping,
The dagger pearces my dream,
I breathe deeply one final breath,
Born of the wamth of mother earth,
I am released into the never ending night,
Forged by untold dreams of sweet ecstasy,
Bound by earthly rules no more,
I absorb stars and moons alike,
Expanding until naught exists but I...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Sweetie, Moon and The Sun Moving Strangely!
Sweetie, Moon and the Sun moving strangely!
Since I travelled far away working for a living
Busy when the hot Sun rushed through the day
I failed to pick flowers for sweet Sweetie
Sun gave the night to the cool moon
But the moon is too slow in the sky
Slow when thoughts go to my sweet Sweetie.
Tonight I want to sleep so that I don't notice the darkness
Dark outside and dark inside my heart
Because sweet Sweetie's presence would have brightened it
But I see emptiness of sleep in darkness
Not filled by my books and work
Sleep is fleeting like snowflakes, untouchable
As my heart desires my sweet Sweetie
How lovely is sweet Sweetie when asleep?
I pray that the moon will push the night
That the sun runs slowly during the day when I am busy
That the moon moves faster at night to lessen desire
Desire for her welcome hug and kiss
When sweet Sweetie comes to her place in my arms
The Sun and Moon should stop in bliss!
poem by Nyota Yasulwe
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Moon
Silvery is the big round of moon in the skies
Shyly concealing behind the curtain of clouds
Swiftly the clouds run over her
Utterly glitterly she is back there
A mass of clouds comes to attack her
Goodness! it fails to touch her
Wonder I get a hello from her
A blossom of love opens for her
My heart stretches out stairs high
Her rays touching me say Hi
We share our love conversing a lot
In our way to ourselves whole night
Are you the sort of me?
Sleep well. Don't disturb. She is for me.
Dawn is set. She has gone.
I miss her yearning for the bygone.
People around look at me strangely
How can I tell them everything truly
Our love, passion is all magic
Disclosed once they'll call me lunatic
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Our Moon
July 1989
Alone I watched the Full Moon rise tonight.
The same Moon rose over you just hours ago.
Did you also watch it rise? Did clouds obscure the view?
Was your night as fine for stargazing?
When the Moon is just starting to clime my horizon
It is finishing its' journey across your sky.
Were you still awake to watch it set?
Did dreams call you away?
Tonight I will watch till this Moon leaves to find you again.
The calendar says each Moon shines on you first.
But the Moon doesn't follow... it leads!
Full Moon... Full Circle
Ruler of tides
My Moon first tonight.
I shall wish it safely back to you.
Last July the Moon carried grief for me.
Was your Moon full of Joy then?
I know it wounds you now.
Once Full Moons of June saw each of us born
Your Moon predating mine in years.
Round Moon... pale circular symbol of eternity
First seen by you... then me... then back again
This Moon connects us, at least in my own heart.
Allow me to wish it back to you fuller, brighter.
The July Moon rises Full over us tonight.
Full... of Promise
poem by Mary Havran
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Sleep Well Angel Sweetness
Sleep well angel sweetness
Find your place in dreams
Keep well within your mind
That nothing's as it seams.
This night angel sweetness
You have opened up my eyes
You have changed in form
Beyond the storm and opened up the skies.
Sleep well angel princes
In your kingdom's shade
Keep well within your boundaries
The time allowed to fade.
Sleep well angel dearest
Moon beam maiden of this realm
Keep steady in your hand the dreams
Which keep you steady at the helm.
Sleep well angel sweetness
Find your place within the clouds
Beyond the reach of savage men
Beyond the gathered crowds.
Let us dance beyond the moon
Allow us time to sing
Let us dance upon the moon
Allow us love to bring.
Let us swim the ocean sky
Allow us love to know
Let us fly and never sigh
Above worlds of porcelain snow.
My love for you sweet angel
Knows no boundaries in its kiss
Sleep well angel dearest
Upon a cloud of heavens bliss
Rest your head a moment
Just one moment in descent
Allow us time to kiss the moon
The future, past and present.
Let us swim the ocean sky
See angels dreaming there
Let us swim and never sigh
Run fingers through their hair.
Sleep well angel dearest
Below the clear moon sky
Embrace all it is you fear
Could bring tears to your eyes.
Embrace the day that beckons you
For it is as each moment the birth
And death of all creation.
poem by David Lacey
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The House Of Dust: Part 03: 13: The half-shut doors through which we heard that music
The half-shut doors through which we heard that music
Are softly closed. Horns mutter down to silence.
The stars whirl out, the night grows deep.
Darkness settles upon us. A vague refrain
Drowsily teases at the drowsy brain.
In numberless rooms we stretch ourselves and sleep.
Where have we been? What savage chaos of music
Whirls in our dreams?—We suddenly rise in darkness,
Open our eyes, cry out, and sleep once more.
We dream we are numberless sea-waves languidly foaming
A warm white moonlit shore;
Or clouds blown windily over a sky at midnight,
Or chords of music scattered in hurrying darkness,
Or a singing sound of rain . . .
We open our eyes and stare at the coiling darkness,
And enter our dreams again.
poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Multitudes Turn In Darkness
The half-shut doors through which we heard that music
Are softly closed. Horns mutter down to silence,
The stars wheel out, the night grows deep.
Darkness settles upon us; a Vague refrain
Drowsily teases at the drowsy brain.
In numberless rooms we stretch ourselves and sleep.
Where have we been ? What savage chaos of music
Whirls in our dreams? We suddenly rise in darkness,
Open our eyes, cry out, and sleep once more.
We dream we are numberless sea-waves, languidly foaming
A warm white moonlit shore;
Or clouds blown windily over a sky at midnight,
Or chords of music scattered in hurrying darkness,
Or a singing sound of rain
We open our eyes and stare at the coiling darkness,
And enter our dreams again.
poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Ancestral
The star dissolved in evening—the one star
The silently
and night O soon now, soon
And still the light now
and still now the large
Relinquishing
and through the pools of blue
Still, still the swallows
and a wind now
and the tree
Gathering darkness:
I was small. I lay
Beside my mother on the grass, and sleep
Came—
slow hooves and dripping with the dark
The velvet muzzles, the white feet that move
In a dream water
and O soon now soon
Sleep and the night.
And I was not afraid.
Her hand lay over mine. Her fingers knew
Darkness,—and sleep—the silent lands, the far
Far off of morning where I should awake.
poem by Archibald MacLeish
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Night Sky
The night dawned on
The horizon slowly
Enveloping everything
With darkness,
To the pleasure of night's
Creatures which flew out,
Crawled out, for prey,
The sky littered with stars
Like diamonds in darkness
Moon slowly dawning
From nowhere,
With a eerie light,
Showing everything
In its path lesser than
What they really are,
The air filled with music
Of the night's creatures,
Most beings sleeping off
Their routines' tiredness,
Night stayed long enough
Till the sun's rsays
Grorified the eastern
Horizon, saying adue,
To the rest restful, peaceful
Night which many took
Fright, though it's beauty
In darkness is indescribable.
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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How Yearn I For A Potioned Wine – This Night!
How yearn I for a potioned wine – this night!
How race and run the drops of blood
How race the red, red drops of blood – this night!
How from the face of heaven the clouds
Seem swept away by some full-scathing broom
How smiling the pale moon!
Ah! methinks that the moon, the modest moon
Has in itself somehow sometime infused
The red, red drops of Bacchus – lo in it
The wanness cool is turning to a red
And on its cheek already ruddying goeth:
And merry looks the moon this merry night.
Never would I have thought the moon to be
Votary of Bacchus and his ivied green:
Nor of its conquest by the sweaty arms
Of satyrs fauns and nymphs of Bacchus wild:
And in my cheeks like the wan moon
So will I potion myself with red, red wine
Cool from the earth in cooler beakers kept
Delicious as the drops of red, red blood
Were to Dracula.
Then will I yearn to sleep and drowse and dream.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Night Roamer
That hateful sun
With rays that burn and blister
With light that wakes a sleeping world
A peaceful world
And once awoken
The fights break out
The war spreads
Because of that hateful sun
I am a creature of night
Night is when I roam
Beneath the moon
I am my strongest
The stars comfort me
The dark soothes my burns
The night flowers
Bloom at my touch
The Nocturnal
Are my people
And when that sun shines
It hides my stars
Covers my moon
My flowers sleep
The creatures of my kingdom
Flee with the fading darkness
Only to reappear at
Twilight
That sun
With rays of fire
Slowly kills
poem by Autumn Winds
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