Related quotes: Some of the months are...

A months and years

Some of the months are long remembered
So many came out with strong resolve to stand for unity
It was call for peace and amity
To raise the strong nation from rubles with quality

Can we call it popular rising?
Or people’s verdict for armed uprising?
It was definitely a unanimous call
The draconian and darkest hour to fall

Seasons are remembered for atmospheric change
we adjust accordingly and arrange
The insects too store enough food and manage
The young and old too act with the age

The time may pass of easily
The need of the hour is to pass it happily
No month is particular or acts silly
It is our belief and may be shared by many

Days and moths may form years
All changes may be liked by eyes and ears
It is formation of new strategy
Love, death, and birth maybe raised as bogey

We may celebrate it with fun fare
We may stay at same place and go no where
It is all felt sad and joyous
This process is part of life and stays continuous

So nothing particular about month or year
Some one may grieve the loss and someone may find dear
Few words to spring surprise and to be heard
Still all to be taken care off and to look forward

So in all it is cycle for the year
It may please to our ears
We may witness some pleasing moments
It may be enjoyed by concerned with events

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Related quotes

Another Day

What seems like such a winter's tale
Lightening runs through the fallen flames
By kneeling down we're here to pray
At that point forsaken unafraid
I only wanna feel you being strong
I only wanna feel you being strong
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
Another day
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
You done that to me
Feel my breath go cold and calm
My pride is last and I sin again
And all the seasons change their scent
A year of hell they come against my head once more
I only wanna feel you being strong
I only wanna feel you being strong
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
Another day
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
You done that to me
INSTRUMENTAL
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
Another day
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
You done that to me
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
Another day
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
You done that to me
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
Another day
Call me up and let's begin
Call me up and let's begin
You done that to me

song performed by by Texas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Another Day

song performed by by Texas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Chain of love and peace

One moment of love and peace,
Several moments of love and peace, it can make.

Several moments of love and peace,
One minute of love and peace, it can make.

One minute of love and peace,
Several minutes of love and peace, it can make.

Several minutes of love and peace,
One hour of love and peace, it can make.

One hour of love and peace,
Several hours of love and peace, it can make.

Several hours of love and peace,
One day of love and peace, it can make.

One day of love and peace,
Several days of love and peace, it can make.

Several days of love and peace,
One week of love and peace, it can make.

One week of love and peace,
Several weeks of love and peace, it can make.

Several weeks of love and peace,
One month of love and peace, it can make.

One month of love and peace,
Several months of love and peace, it can make.
Several months of love and peace,
One year of love and peace, it can make

One year of love and peace,
Several years of love and peace, it can make

Several years of love and peace,
One life of love and peace, it can make

One life of love and peace,
Several lives of love and peace, it can make

Several lives of love and peace,
One family of love and peace, it can make

One family of love and peace,
Several families of love and peace, it can make

Several families of love and peace,
One village of love and peace, it can make

One village of love and peace,
Several villages of love and peace, it can make

Several villages of love and peace,
One community of love and peace, it can make

One community of love and peace,
Several communities of love and peace, it can make

Several communities of love and peace,
One country of love and peace, it can make

One country of love and peace,
Several countries of love and peace, it can make

Several countries of love and peace,
One world of love and peace, it can make

One world of love and peace,
One eternity of love and peace, it can make

One moment of love and peace,
One eternity of love and peace, it can make

So, why doesn’t it?
Because this is same for hate and war…

poem by Lino Jones
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

27th August

That hour, that day, that month, that year, that time!
Water for the day and wine for the weekend;
Mama, mama, mama, mama! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Schocked from the cry of my child.

That second, that minute, that hour, that day, that time!
27th August to a call like soldiers gattering in Lebanon;
But August 2006 is still in my mind.

Like the place of oil and to rise up from a call!
Silence, war, peace;
My two legs were broken on this issue,
And the time now is sixty nine plus two.

Water for the day and wine for the weekend,
I've got my grades on this love of peace;
But war comes and i am already divided.

Of many hopes and dreams,
Life is not so smooth at times;
And it doesn't end with nine months.

The cry of my child from the bedroom,
Like the 7,000 years of history to tell my story;
But, this was part of the shadow of things to come.

Of a measuring rod,
Of the great white stone,
To meet the press and the writers!
But i am the thinker who creates the circumstance of peace.

Taught by Hollywood with the candles that burnt down very low,
But your ways will prove out things when you do have love;
And like the cry of my child, what is old is now new.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

A Song for New Year's Eve

Stay yet, my friends, a moment stay—
Stay till the good old year,
So long companion of our way,
Shakes hands, and leaves us here.
Oh stay, oh stay,
One little hour, and then away.

The year, whose hopes were high and strong,
Has now no hopes to wake;
Yet one hour more of jest and song
For his familiar sake.
Oh stay, oh stay,
One mirthful hour, and then away.

The kindly year, his liberal hands
Have lavished all his store.
And shall we turn from where he stands,
Because he gives no more?
Oh stay, oh stay,
One grateful hour, and then away.

Days brightly came and calmly went,
While yet he was our guest;
How cheerfully the week was spent!
How sweet the seventh day's rest!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One golden hour, and then away.

Dear friends were with us, some who sleep
Beneath the coffin-lid:
What pleasant memories we keep
Of all they said and did!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One tender hour, and then away.

Even while we sing, he smiles his last,
And leaves our sphere behind.
The good old year is with the past;
Oh be the new as kind!
Oh stay, oh stay,
One parting strain, and then away.

poem by William Cullen Bryant
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Care for....

Do the animals not care for their new born?
Do we have to look towards them and turn?
Is it the domain reserved for only mankind?
So many questions hunted mind with no solution

Every moment the animals look around
Shift the place frequently as long as it is not found
Safety is the only concern and threatened from mankind
They kill wantonly and hunt after them as blind

Animals look pathetically for their young and inexperienced
At given time and occasion they are easily silenced
Either with gun shots or with false dug holes
Life is at risk and threatened for all

We wish human beings for well being in New Year
Let our existence be not threatened and cry fall on deaf ears
We are no threat to anybody but survive on good will
What will they get in return after we are being killed?

I have seen anxieties in those eyes
The wish before death and escape try
All attempts in to failure with loss of life
If caught hut then simple end with an edge of sharp knife

Lord has spared life for all
We all need to pray for lovely call
Let animals do have natural habitat
Secured place and safety with hideout

How do people react with loss of dear ones?
Animals are not thought over or spared by anyone
Let us consider their right to wonder on this beautiful land
They are our companion and very close associate or friend

God has given same feeling of compassion
They have attachment, feelings and obsession
Do we observe ever how much they care for their mats?
They never allow them to go away and consider inseparable part

We celebrate holy festivals once in year
Pray for safety and ask pardon with fear
We fear something unpleasant should never happen
Let us silently pray for it not to happen to any one even

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Time Re Written

Time goes fast
Time goes slow
Time sees love ones pass
Time sees the living grow

Time finds it hard to forget
Time can store up treasures and sorrows, and very hard to let go...

Time rushes fast
Time stops and starts
Time is shown by nights turn into days
Time makes all the seasons change

Time is going slowly at times but
Time can race you across the line
Time awaits for you to have peace but
Time can also hide sadness deep

Time is sometimes patient
Time can be kind
Time often cruel and
Time can be so so unkind

Time is a second
Time is minute, hour, even days and months
Time is not possible for us to keep
But right now...I wish time will not pass me by

Nor it slip back into yesterday day...
For i have much to look forward
In Time...and much more afar
I am certain now that

Time is a precious thing and will bring along amazing things...
Time...more time...and much much time
And somehow i feel a bit lost at this...
Time

Perhaps only when the dark night comes at long last
I will stop thinking about
Time
For time will no longer matter then
And only then... until then

Each second, Every minute...Even hour and all these Endless days
Bientôt mon chéri, venez à moi

poem by AngelLucianna Vesna
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Temple Of The King

One day, in the year of the fox
Came a time remembered well,
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell.
One day in the year of the fox,
When the bell began to ring,
It meant the time had come for one to go
To the temple of the king.
There in the middle of the circle he stands,
Searching, seeking.
With just one touch of his trembling hand,
The answer will be found.
Daylight waits while the old man sings,
Heaven help me!
And then like the rush of a thousand wings,
It shines upon the one.
And the day has just begun.
One day in the year of the fox
Came a time remembered well,
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell.
One day in the year of the fox,
When the bell began to sing
It meant the time had come for the one to go
To the temple of the king.
There in the middle of the people he stands,
Seeing, feeling.
With just a wave of the strong right hand, hes gone
To the temple of the king.
Far from the circle, at the edge of the world,
Hes hoping, wondering.
Thinking back on the stories hes heard of
What hes going to see.
There, in the middle of a circle it lies.
Heaven help me!
Then all could see by the shine in his eyes
The answer had been found.
Back with the people in the circle he stands,
Giving, feeling.
With just one touch of a strong right hand, they know
Of the temple and the king.

song performed by by Rainbow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

In My Darkest Hour

In my hour of need
Ha [no] youre not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldnt lend a hand.
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me.
Did you ever think I get lonely
Did you ever think that I needed love
Did you ever think to stop thinking
Youre the only one that Im thinking of.
Youll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too.
Things will be better when Im dead and gone
Dont try to understand, knowing you Im probably wrong.
But oh how I lived my life for you
Still youd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All these years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise you head, raise your face your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who?
I walk, I walk alone
Into the promised land.
Theres a better place for me
But its far, far away
Everlasting life for me
In a perfect world
But I gotta die first,
Please God send me on my way.
Time has a way of taking time
Loneliness is not only felt be fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearning to be held by you, alone so alone, Im lost
Consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain.
Wont you hold me again
You just laughed, ha ha, bitch
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
This good thing passed away.
In my darkest hour.

song performed by by Megadeth
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Temple Of The King

One day in the year of the fox
Came a time remembered well
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell
One day in the year of the fox
When the bell began to ring
Meant the time had cometh
For one to go
To the temple of the king
There in the middle of the circle he stands
Searching, seeking
With just one touch of his trembling hand
The answer will be found
Daylight waits while the old man sings
Heaven help me
And then like the rush of a thousand wings
It shines upon the one
And the day had just begun
One day in the year of the fox
Came a time remembered well
When the strong young man of the rising sun
Heard the tolling of the great black bell
One day in the year of the fox
When the bell began to sing
It meant the time had cometh
For one to go
To the temple of the king
There in the middle of the people
He stands
Seeing, feeling
With just a wave of a strong right hand
He's gone
To the temple of the king
Far from the circle at the edge of the world
He's hoping, wondering
Thinking back from the stories he's heard
Of what he's going to see
There in middle of the circle it lies
Heaven help me
Then all could see by the shine in his eyes
The answer had been found
Back with the people in the circle
He stands
Giving, feeling
With just one touch of a strong right hand
They know
Of the temple and the king

song performed by by Rainbow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

The pity of pities

In a year,
You brought me
Ten years younger.
In a month,
You sent me
Ten years older.

In a year,
You exuded my
Hormones to that of a lad.
In a month,
You defused it
Far less to one older than me.

In a year,
You kindled me
To soar to the peak.
In a month,
You bundled me
To plummet to the ditch.

But in a year,
You activated in me
The finest faculty.
It is in a month
That you motivated
It to result in fruiting.

In a month of setting,
Impulses suffered a lot.
Intellect reaped a lot.

Stress breeds in one
The best
Though in the process,
It upsets
Him, the pity of pities.

Can you put me back
To saddle high in the track?
13.06.99

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

[Month of] May

This is the laughing-eyed amongst them all:
My lady's month. A season of young things.
She rules the light with harmony, and brings
The year's first green upon the beeches tall.
How often, where long creepers wind and fall
Through the deep woods in noonday wanderings,
I’ve heard the month, when she to echo sings,
I've heard the month make merry madrigal.

How often, bosomed in the breathing strong
Of mosses and young flowerets, have I lain
And watched the clouds, and caught the sheltered song -
Which it were more than life to hear again -
Of those small birds that pipe it all day long
Not far from Marly by the memoried Seine.

poem by Hilaire Belloc
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Let there be joy

Why there should be any fear?
When x-mas has brought so many cheers
Love is call and love for all
Let us celebrate it without further fall

Let us not forget the true spirit
Let love lamp glow within but not become dimly lit
Let us bond the harmony with great care
Only love to be seen and never to stare

What will be remembered this year?
Not a gun shot heard in lovely ear
All seems to look as nightmare
We have right place to leave here

This is heaven and same is hell
All can we do is to make it well
Breathe in open space and celebrate with freedom
Nice thinking with noble ideas attached with wisdom

Let us mark it with global wish
Let beautiful pond not be poisoned for fish
Let her move freely in the space
Why have we to prefer any mad race?

Bury the hatred and push it in burner
Let peace return not later but sooner
Let new era open with warm welcome
Real festivities for all and not for some

I wish the sun to turn the heat on
Burn the flames for peace to be won
No more hostilities and mark with joy
Let New Year come with no more decoy

Thousands may flock and flood the street
Exchange of happiness and joy when they greet
Many may seek blessings and catch the elder’s feet
It will be new beginning of year with lovely meet

All those years we were starved of peace
The life was hell and never at ease
It is god’s direction to let loose the hook
Let us be one again to open new chapter in book

No one may remember what we did in past
All will remember how we came back fast
Nothing is forgotten and nothing will be remembered
All eyes are on new thrust and that will be respected

We will be remembered as new initiator
As if lovely role played by the mediator
It will be great sign with powerful indicator
No one may put spanner and prove as instigator

Everything to work in systematic and sincere pattern
It is the only one and great concern
We have lived together and would continue to do so
Let the bye gone years be forgotten and peacefully go

A hurrah in sky with cheerful voices
Let year be marked with great noise
Nothing can stop us from enjoying due
Let it be marred by disgruntled and few

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Course of Life, Time, And Events and The Process of Change

Time or fate may separate friends, lovers,
But friendship or love that's true will ever
Thenceforth continue to live forever,
True love conquers the odd with its power.
As time passes by, things change with the time,
Every moment, hour, day, month, and year,
All things have their turn to change with the time,
Life, time, and events change with the years.
Everyone, everything, have a time and day,
A time to change, end, begin a new day,
Change is life, the course of life everyday,
All things change, and we change with them all days.
Only the Eternal one is constant,
All things in the universe, inconstant,
But despite it all, love is important,
The world may change, but true love is constant.

poem by Merlin Archivilla
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

August....

August is the month for kids it’s the last few weeks of freedom before a new school year begins.
August is the month where many parents are excited that its here cause they don’t want their kids home alone.
August is the last month before fall begins.
August is the only month that has fewer holidays than most months.
August is the month where most teens are happy because it means that it’s the last school year for most.
August is the month that I really don’t care for but I also like as well.

poem by Natasha Ligons
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Our Elected Politicians

Our politicians seem to send their problems to the Supreme Court,
Such as abortion and death with dignity and manage to distort,
As if none of this was really their responsibility,
So better to pass it up to the appointed nobility.

As they get away with this and have for years and years,
Are Canadians getting the gears or is this just how it appears?
As babies get aborted and we have no death with dignity,
And it’s not politically correct to mention this indignity.

And no one seems to want to step forward and make a change,
What do we the people have to do, to arrange or rearrange?
We could send an e-mail, I suppose but do you think it would work?
Dream on my friend; they don’t want to change and might call you a dork.

poem by James Bredin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Freedom

To free from bondage is called freedom
It is born out of struggle and wisdom
It can be armed struggle, uprising or mutiny
Its impact can be felt far off or near vicinity

It is collective and not single handedly fought
Not only involves liberation but freedom of thought
Clear vision with real goal is pursued and sought
Secure boundary is created and peace is brought

People might have suffered and under gone anguish
Pushed in jails for untold sufferings and to languish
Losses of precious human lives and resolve to perish
As freedom is not won in a single day or finished

It is holy task to liberate the land from foreign yoke
Continuous hard struggle and not a matter of joke
Many countries may not support cause and poke
They may thwart the movement under thick smoke

Freedom once won must be preserved with care
Affairs to be managed with no option to go any where
First, house should be put in order to make it reality
To meet people’s aspirations and work in unity

Hard won freedom should not be lost for silly reason
One should know the meaning of freedom of expression
It is of no use if we don’t come out of economic slavery
Country may loose independence despite bravery

Nobody is refugee here and it is home for all
National building poverty elimination should be call
Universal brotherhood and world peace should be the motto
Nobody should be deprived of life and sent or to ghetto

Freedom is won on certain ideals and principles
It may be hard for others to accept and act as disciples
Nothing should be allowed to run or go as contrary
Nation should represent truly and find place as honourary

Freedom should not to be compromised at any cost
Ideology may differ but national interest as super most
World should count on us as true friend and champion
Should have respectable position in affairs of the region

Even if as a power there should be honour for sovereignty
Help to poorer amongst poor and respect for integrity
Freedom and liberty can be enjoyed with grant of rights
End to hostilities and strong resolve to end fights

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The End Is Near

Death and life combined,
The feeling is unsure.
Is death coming?
Is life just beginning?
Not knowing is the question.
He's an old man,
Not strong, Nor smart.
He couldn't count the days,
Not even the days he had left.
"One more month left and I'm dead,
For sure this time.
Not another month,
Nor another year,
I'm done! " He shouted.
"Cancer has come,
It's here to stay,
And I must go my time has come."

poem by Alyese Johnson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Give Me A Home

Give me a home to call my own
A humble home of wood or stone;
A place where ripples laugh all day
And songbirds sing and children play
A little home of love and cheer
Where seasons paint throughout the year,
And at last, when the day is through,
A place where I may talk with you.

Give me a home to call my own,
A friendly home to stand alone
And crown some earthly mound of clay
Or set before an ocean spray,
A simple home of faith and trust
Where I may toil in Heaven's dust
And when, anew, each day is through,
A place where I may be with you.

Give me a home to call my own,
A common home of tree or stone;
A place where kindness lights the way,
And flowers bloom and willows sway-
A home of love where hearts may kiss
Each tender joy of wedded bliss,
And in each hour of life to find,
A truer peace of heart and mind.

poem by Sara Stowell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Nothing seems right

Nothing seemed perfectly right from beginning
I could not believe it was end of an inning
May be sun was rushing for immediate shelter
Icy wind took over to indicate arrival of winter

Nature’s cycle was at its best and in tune
It functioned smoothly in the month of June
Dark clouds took reign of whole sky
I failed to understand and asked why?

Earth greeted with joy the rain’s arrival
It was as if preparation for the festival
The life scene was suddenly to change
It was not impossible but difficult to manage

God has created space for everyone
Everything is managed and orderly done
Everybody look at sky and sincerely pray
To lead a life in best possible way

May be I am destined to lie very low
I must look forward and not below
No one is getting its undue share
You got to play your part very fare

Sometimes it may not click but coincide
Luck may turn back and not decide
You may loose the chance and lament
Witness in isolation without any comment

Luck or no luck it is complete cycle
Somewhere it has to meet in circle
It may take longer time than expected
Fortune is not something which can be invented

Well, try to adjust if nothing goes well
Don’t term it as hard luck or living hell
It is destined to take place and realized soon
You may witness showers in shining noon

It is not that poor may remain always poor
Draught may not end with heavy shower
Everything has its own time and place
Hut can be turned into mansion or palace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

En.Citatepedia®.ro

A months and years

Related quotes

Another Day

Another Day

Chain of love and peace

27th August

A Song for New Year's Eve

Care for....

Time Re Written

The Temple Of The King

In My Darkest Hour

Temple Of The King

The pity of pities

[Month of] May

Let there be joy

The Course of Life, Time, And Events and The Process of Change

August....

Our Elected Politicians

Freedom

The End Is Near

Give Me A Home

Nothing seems right

En.Citatepedia^®.ro