crisp morning air
glowing with sublime light
the mountain peak
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Look-Out Mountain
WHO inhabiteth the Mountain
That it shines in lurid light,
And is rolled about with thunders,
And terrors, and a blight,
Like Kaf the peak of Eblis-
Kaf, the evil height?
Who has gone up with a shouting
And a trumpet in the night?
There is battle in the Mountain-
Might assaulteth Might;
'Tis the fastness of the Anarch,
Torrent-torn, an ancient height;
The crags resound the clangor
Of the war of Wrong and Right;
And the armies in the valley
Watch and pray for dawning light.
Joy, joy, the day is breaking,
And the cloud is rolled from sight;
There is triumph in the Morning
For the Anarch's plunging flight;
God has glorified the Mountain
Where a banner burneth bright,
And the armies of the valley
They are fortified in right.
poem by Herman Melville
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Peak
Peak is here
Peak is there
Go here go there
Go anywhere
and find peak
only peak.
Reach peak
find chick
with chic
be chief.
Chirp, chirp
keep, keep.
Where is peak
where is peak
It is only you
who can pick peak.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Visit Malaysia Year Poem - Cameron Highlands Boh Tea - A Lady Rolling in Pink (State of Pahang)
refreshing dawn mist, crisp air
and sunshine tiptoe through tender lips,
shower their warmth over a secluded valley
where a lady rolling in pink dances
then rushes to a a meaningful rendevouz
with the benecfactor of passions
dawn mist, crisp air, sunshine and
mountain loam rolled up in tender
brown and now unveiled through
spring water, they are the simple joy
that raises the morning sun up my sky
i dont need that many readers,
just a few who care to weigh every word
to savour its intrinsic value
they too are my tea that elevates
the morning sun up my sky
(inspired after a visit to the premier highlands destination in Malaysia the Cameron Highlands, a place famous for its Boh Tea)
the sun up my sky
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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mountain temple
the clouds float
from peak to peak
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Monsoon at peak! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Monsoon at peak
I hear a monologue-
Rain speaks…
Monsoon at peak,
Thatched roofs
Leak…
Monsoon at peak,
Corn on cob
Wins over coffee…
Monsoon at peak,
Can I go out, mother?
A child pleads…
Monsoon at peak,
A boy steals a look
At a girl soaked to skin…
Monsoon at peak,
Roads flooded,
Where is MCD?
Monsoon at peak,
Umbrellas
New fashion accessory…
Monsoon at peak,
Sun gets much needed
Rest…
Monsoon at peak,
Bathes
Foliage and trees.
Monsoon at peak
Schools closed
Children squeal,
Wish, it rains
Everyday of the week…
Monsoon at peak,
Leave your shoes at the door-
Mother screams…
Monsoon at peak,
Driver stops
To wipe the wind shield…
Monsoon at peak,
Open pavements
Home to many,
Wear deserted look …
Monsoon at peak,
Wet laundry-
Sun rise, please.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Light Of A Clear Blue Morning
Its been a long dark night
And Ive been a waitin for the morning
Its been a long hard fight
But I see a brand new day a dawning
Ive been looking for the sunshine
cause I aint seen it in so long
But everythings gonna work out just fine
Everythings gonna be all right
Thats been all wrong
cause I can see the light of a clear blue morning
I can see the light of a brand new day
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
Its been a long long time
Since Ive known the taste of freedom
And those clinging vines
That had me bound, well I dont need em
cause I am strong and I can prove it
And I got my dreams to see me through
Its just a mountain, I can move it
And with faith enough theres nothing I cant do
And I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And I can see the light of brand new day
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
I can see the light of a brand new day
Yes I can see the light of a clear blue morning
And everythings gonna be all right
Everythings gonna be all right
Everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
cause I can see the light of a clear blue morning
I can see the light of a clear blue morning
Yes I can see the light of a clear blue morning
Everythings gonna be all right
Its gonna be okay
I can see the light
I can see the light
Its gonna be all right
Its gonna be all right
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song performed by by Dolly Parton
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A moment in time! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Summer at peak;
a young man
in a white singlet.
Summer at peak;
a young girl
in short sleeves.
Summer at peak;
A child licks
Ice cream.
Summer at peak;
an infant
On inhaler.
Summer at peak;
A young couple
Cosy in cinema hall seats.
Summer at peak;
A vendor
Sells lime water.
Summer at peak;
Gulmohar petals
lie limp on grass.
Summer at peak;
Dust haze,
Road rage.
Summer at peak;
beads of sweat
slide on lips.
Summer at peak,
Street wars,
Blame it on heat.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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This Mountain To Climb
Come, you gifted men and women,
Climb the mountain peak if you want;
He who strives and cannot disturb
Must watch and enjoy the very summit.
I caught it, the ball was caught as a light,
Drinking the very brew of Experience!
May I be far removed from certain dogmas,
Entering my mind and contemplating;
This mountain has forgotten all difference
Between myself and others.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I seek a Mountain
Gazing the mountain from my windowpane
A green monument seen estranged
Sandwiched in between clouds
Echo of thunder cried aloud
At the eastern peak, where misty morning
Climbed over the cliff, scaling
Birds glided across, like rainbow rising
Spreaded their wings, streaming
Through the sheer rock faces
Leaving trails in phases
The pinnacles and crags are mouth watering
Tempted and lured climbers, a reckoning
Up above the northern peak
Zephyr marching oh so weak
Forming an adiabatic
Submontane filled with organic
At the bottom, river terraces
One of the mountain multi faces
The crystalline steep slopes
Decorated with climbing ropes
Heavenly as seen from above
A sign of a divine love
You flowed, like an Andean Amazon
Our love grown full-blown
I desire a woman
I seek a mountain
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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start of day
the mountain summit bathed
in sublime light
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Mountainhike
following smallest roads
unwinding paths
up or down hill
beautiful draped shawls
from a distance
clogged in sealed forests
disappearing light
a mountain tucked away
in the dark
breathing on rare meadows
revealing rooms
a mountain showing off
heights and depths
listening to secret brooks
whispering quietly
a mountain coming out
naturally and fluently
watching glorious views
enjoying any moment
the peak appears midway
fullest fulfillment of eternal dreams
poem by Ellie Daphne van Stralen
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a climax of solitude
the mountain range bathed
in sublime light
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The very purpose of existence is to reconcile the glowing opinion we hold of ourselves with the appalling things that other people think about us.
quote by Quentin Crisp
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Life As A Mountain
He stands at the bottom of the mountain.
The one he plans to climb.
He knows it'll have it's challenges,
And will take a lot of time.
So he beings his journey,
He tires very quick.
But the man, he journeys on,
The climb will be epic.
A week has passed, the man is lost,
But he does not dismay.
For he knows that he will reach the peak,
And looks forward to that day.
The climb it does continue,
The terrain is very steep.
To climb the mountain was his promise,
And his promise he will keep.
As he ventures higher,
He comes across some snow.
He slips and falls and tumbles down.
Then back upward he does go.
The man's now bruised and battered,
Cuts on his arms and legs and chest.
On the battle for the mountain,
He knows he will get the best.
He comes up to a rock face wall.
It's thousands of feet high.
But he continues on his quest.
Knowing he could die.
Years have past, the man's now old,
He continues to the peak.
His determination the strongest now,
But his body is frail and weak.
And then one day, he reached the top.
He was the happiest of men.
He said in a soft and gentle voice.
I'd surely do this again.
For our life is like a mountain.
Keep climbing and don't stop.
You'll not regret the climb you faced,
When you're standing on the top.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The frost and fire at two ends
I see the snow cap on the far away mountain top
And I feel so sorry that how could you bear that much cold
But I am burning here in the desert from top to bottom.
And still I carry my innocent hope to be a mountain
But I know it's very hard for a broken soul to reach the peak.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Footsteps Of The Fools
when you are not there yet
you aspire for it, it is like a magical mountain
the apex of which you dream to step upon,
and every day of your life
you prepare
to be there, every step is carefully done
every strategy studied so well,
until you reach there, and what do you see?
the plains below, just like another scene
anywhere
you hear the song of the wind there
you touch the fog
you feel the rugged texture of its soil
orchids hang on its sides
but they are all the same
in all those places that you have been
there is really no difference
and you come down
and others who see you adore you
and ask you questions
about the song at the peak of that mountain by the wind
how does it feel to be on top?
you tell them that it is all the same
that there is nothing that makes that peak so significant
that you devote all your life
trying to reach it
but no one believes you and you regret to see them
following the footsteps of the fools over and over again
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Prospects
We have set out from here for the sublime
Pastures of summer shade and mountain stream;
I have no doubt we shall arrive on time.
Is all the green of that enameled prime
A snapshot recollection or a dream?
We have set out from here for the sublime
Without provisions, without one thin dime,
And yet, for all our clumsiness, I deem
It certain that we shall arrive on time.
No guidebook tells you if you'll have to climb
Or swim. However foolish we may seem,
We have set out from here for the sublime
And must get past the scene of an old crime
Before we falter and run out of steam,
Riddled by doubt that we'll arrive on time.
Yet even in winter a pale paradigm
Of birdsong utters its obsessive theme.
We have set out from here for the sublime;
I have no doubt we shall arrive on time.
poem by Anthony Evan Hecht
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Ten Storey Love Song
When your heart is black and broken
And you need a helping hand
When youre so much in love
You dont know just how much you can stand
When your questions go unanswered
And the silence is killing you
Take my hand baby, Im your man
I got love enough for two
Ten storey love song
I built this thing for you
Who can take you any higher
Than twin peak mountain blue?
Oh well, I built this thing for you
And I love you true
Theres no sure fire set solution
No short cut through the trees
No breach in the wall
That they put there
To keep me from you
As youre lying awake in the darkness
This everlasting night
Someday soon
Dont know where or when
Youre gonna wake up and see the light
Ten storey love song
I built this thing for you
Who can take you any higher
Than twin peak mountain blue?
Oh well, I built this thing for you
And I love you true
song performed by by Stone Roses
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The Morning Light
Say hello to the dawn’s arrival
Open your eyes to a brand new day
Lift your head to feel the sun’s blessing
The morning light will show you the way
The morning light will show you the way
Each gentle ray blesses the living
We all reach out for its energy
Its gentle warmth it will caress you
The morning light will show you the way
The morning light will show you the way
For every tree and every flower
That dances in the sun
For children playing in the daytime
And having their fun
For every broken heart that sees the
Light of day
The morning light will show you the way
The morning light will show you the way
Illuminating all that it touches
Brings out the color of the world
Its warmth it gives us good feelings
The morning light will show us the way
The morning light will show us the way
For every tree and every flower
That dances in the sun
For every childhood smile
That touches everyone
For every life that we are given
For every dream realized
The morning sun will show you the way
The morning sun will show you the way
poem by William Lindenmuth
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Setting sail
Setting sail
~
a morning sun breaks through
casting light on still waters
little ripples rise and fall slowly
today is not just another day
the air feels cold, crisp
a deep breath freshens the lungs
tired eyes look outwards
where the horizon beckons
slowly still stirring, a coffee
helps awaken the morning
while watching for the wind
to blow in the awaited change
quiet thoughts list away
like the morning tide drifting
soon the raising anchor
will cast away the past
poem by Matthew Holloway
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