I will be the Sun, Moon
making friends
is like breaking the ice
each piece comes out
with a difference
different edges
the looks
as varying as
the new faces
in school
places of work
and their tastes
a thousand books
to write them down
some like books
some like music
some like sports
some like bits and pieces of everything
for every new friend I make
i would be like the sun
is to the bloom
in the shadows
I seek them out
to give them
a chance to
show their beauty
in a thousand ways
i help them
discover the best
in themselves
a sun in the nights
of their life
so that like blooms
they glow in pride
like the sun that helps
the big hibiscus,
glow in red, white, pink
to brighten up the day
the slipper orchids,
a thousand varieties of them
to shower our love
the crocuses, the carnations,
roses, chrysanthemums,
a mountain of them
to elevate our souls
i would stand by my friend
and be his sun or moon
to help him bloom
be it day or night
to help his world
go round
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Making Friends
making friends
is like breaking the ice
each piece shows up
with a difference
some sharp
some round
the looks
the interests
and tastes
as varying as
they appear
some like books
some like music
some like sports
while some like bits and pieces of everything
for every new person I meet
i would be like
the sun is to the bloom
let it glow in pride, beauty
in the shadows
I seek them out
to enable them
exhibit their beauty
open their eyes
to the best in themselves
so that like the bloom
they would dance with joy
i would stand by my friend
be his sun or moon
to help him bloom
be it day or night
to help his world go round
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Poem of Love and Longing
A thousand moonlights
Bloom within
A thousand infant suns
Caress within
A thousand springs
Shower within
Just at a passing thought
Of you and for you
The moon on your terrace
On your after dinner moon-walk
The delicate sun rays on your skin
At your morning walk
The spring gardens you conceal
Behind a private wall
Are my buddies connecting
You and me in a
Thousand blooming orchards:
One half soaked in
A thousand moonlights
The other stirring
To a thousand infant rays
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Memories
The burnished glow of the old-gold moon
Shines brightly over me.
A thousand stars, like a thousand isles
In a dark and placid sea,
Bring memories of a golden night,
Bedecked in Autumn's hue
And fragrant with the lilac's bloom,
That brought me joy--and you.
poem by Joseph Seamon Cotter
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Flower Blooms As The Universe
a million years for a flower
to unveil the art of divine creation
to us - fragrance, shades, curves,
texture and minute ingenious designs
- filamens, pistils, stagmens, pollen..
orchids, roses, crocuses, geraniums
petal by petal, inch by inch,
second by second,
sun and moon, moon and sun
a million other universes
accompany the bloom
as it slowly, surely
digests the world
to show us its beauty
as the bloom crowns us all
at the apex of its wonder
- a million other universes
too have been born and
move inch by inch
towards achieving
a full bloom in the heavens
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Minnesota 2009
Alarm goes off it’s 3: 30 am.
I have to get ready for Kinkos again.
I leave in car with my closet friend Ev.
off to Minnesota for we are in Wisconsin,
traveling on highway to Cities with the word Twin.
He drops me off at Kinko’s which used to be open all night,
this was in the year 2009.
I’m busy drawing cartoons for my children books that glow,
I color in the illustrations with colored pencils layed out in a row.
I become friends with Kinkos employee,
she helps me make color copies for free.
I hurry and design to books with butterflies,
books are about Melodie and Sarah who become princess that fly.
Now that same year I have a show,
it is at bookstore named Barnes & Noble.
Kinko’s friend gives me her wicker chair,
I have buy costumes and make dolls with a flair.
I even have friends mail up birthday crown,
I give out “Sarah’s Special Birthday” flyers all over town.
It was a good turnout for the birthday show,
children wore blue costumes with wings a glow.
A lady buys a costume and 2 books are sold.
Butterfly books are finished once I get home.
Photos of Barnes & Noble where not shot by luck,
they were expertly shot by my friend Chuck.
Barnes & Noble photos on website to this day,
to show memories of transpired that day.
Reading was on Harry Potter, JKR Rowling birthday.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Because I cannot sleep
Because I cannot sleep
I make music at night.
I am troubled by the one
whose face has the color of spring flowers.
I have neither sleep nor patience,
neither a good reputation nor disgrace.
A thousand robes of wisdom are gone.
All my good manners have moved a thousand miles away.
The heart and the mind are left angry with each other.
The stars and the moon are envious of each other.
Because of this alienation the physical universe
is getting tighter and tighter.
The moon says, 'How long will I remain
suspended without a sun?'
Without Love's jewel inside of me,
let the bazaar of my existence be destroyed stone by stone.
O Love, You who have been called by a thousand names,
You who know how to pour the wine
into the chalice of the body,
You who give culture to a thousand cultures,
You who are faceless but have a thousand faces,
O Love, You who shape the faces
of Turks, Europeans, and Zanzibaris,
give me a glass from Your bottle,
or a handful of being from Your Branch.
Remove the cork once more.
Then we'll see a thousand chiefs prostrate themselves,
and a circle of ecstatic troubadours will play.
Then the addict will be freed of craving.
and will be resurrected,
and stand in awe till Judgement Day.
~a Thousand Times, A Thousand Ways~
Beloved…
I’ve expressed my love;
A thousand times
A thousand ways
In a thousand rhymes,
A thousand plays
My muse
My friend
My everything
Alive within my soul
Sewn into my very being
My love…
It is you that makes me whole
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Flowery Smiles
roses -
you give me that classic smile
orchids -
she gives me that delicate smile
mouth edges to a side
dimple so deep
violets -
the humble smiles
at the break of dawn
in the country roads
bougainvella -
children crowd near grandma
for her warm smile
colourful tales
of yesteryears
from her wonderful years
crocus - mona lisa's
subtle and soft smile
a thousand puzzles
behind our first look
at Leonardo's mysterious woman
chrysanthemums
the royalty's cheers
that spreads
from within to us
overwhemingly
sunflowers
his steady smile as he announces
his love and passion to the girl
hibiscus
tropical love
exotic laughters
of the lasses
in their love game
a walk through the garden
a walk through the brighter
side of humanity
the lane of angels and babies
smile, innocent smile
hearty smile, wondrous smile
oh god thanks for teaching
me all the ways to smile, to laugh
for all occasions
through all your blooms
i'll treasure them
like the butterflies
kiss and dance
with them each sunny day
till i remember all
their names and
details of their every smile
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Friend Is Most Important!
Confidence, courage and guidance friend gives to one;
To a friend only one can confide anything in the world;
Such a friend only can be with one till the end of life!
If there is no friend who can be a friend to one here?
Father or mother can be a friend to a friendless person;
Otherwise Nature is the best friend for one in the world.
Without them only conscience can be a friend to one;
Knowledge from books is a best friend to one anywhere!
If anything is of no use then only God is the sure friend!
Shakespeare, Dickens, Homer and Vyasa have said all
About friends, their activities in life for heroes in stories!
Love and friendship are most important in life for anyone.
Knowledge and ideas of great books and friends are ever
Indeed of great help in life and hope, virtue and power!
poem by Ramesh T A
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To Sir, With Love
Lyrics by don black
Music by marc london
The time has come
For closing books, and long last looks must end
And as i leave
I know that i am leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong
That's a lot to learn
What, what can i give you in return?
If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But i, would rather let me give my heart
To you, with love
Those schoolgirl days
Of telling tales and biting nails are gone, yeah
But in my mind
I know that they live on and on and on and on
But how do you thank someone
Who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
Well it's not easy
But i'll try
If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
To you, with love
Those awkward years have hurried by
Why did they fly, fly away
Why is it sir children, grow up to be people one day?
What takes the place of climbing tres and dirty knees in the world outside?
What, what is there that i can buy?
If you wanted the world
I'd surround it with a wall i'd scrawl
These words withe letters ten feet tall
To you, with love
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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God and the Fantastic Four
Prophet Mohammad is the first Leader of the Universe
He is as dear to God as His heart and the Best Friend of God
He is the symbol of God's innermost layer of glow
That is the glow of kindness, the white and silver glow
This glow has maximum density and minimum shininess
That's why we'll be able to stare at God's body
Prophet Jesus is the second Leader of the Universe
He is called the Soul of God because he is so dear to Him.
He is like the Son of God and is the symbol of God's body and peace
God has seventy thousand layers of His glow
Each layer has a different color and characteristic
Prophet Mary is like the Beauty and Purity of God
She is the third Leader of the Universe
And she is the symbol of God Herself
Imam Mehedi is the fourth Leader of the Universe
And he is the symbol of God's outermost layer of glow
That is the glow of pride and honor
It is the yellow, golden and invisible (black) glow
This glow has minimum density and maximum shininess
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Poet's Significant Other - for Mary and Todd
On the shelf above the crackling fire,
the day’s work over, shadows swaying and flickering
across the room, in the firelight’s glow;
here is love abiding
On the shelf above the crackling fire
a few slim books, some of them poetry, some of them signed;
open them and the world spills out
tumbles laughing and crying, shouting
like children home from school with stories;
like grandparents reminiscing over photos with a smile;
like the last of the night’s pillow talk
one already eyes closed, the other treasuring thought
On the shelf above the crackling fire
two bookends hold the books in place
pressing lightly against each other
as two lovers walking through a door, a gate, from here to there
one bookend’s image we know well
familiar to us from the books
How little we know, of that other bookend
without which, without whom,
there might not be these books, lightly pressing
on the shelf above love’s glow
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Night Of A Thousand Hours, No.1, Part 2
a thousand drunks
puking beside the tree
in front of my house
men dressed in tuxedos or thousand dollar suits
women in a designer's exclusive gowns
stumbling & laughing loudly
leaving the posh Halifax exclusive club next door -
a thousand taxis blowing their horns
impatiently waiting for a thousand partiers
desperate to go down-town for another drink
to pick up some guy or girl
to have a story to share with friends the next day-
a thousand television announcers
bellowing out the news of the day
of a thousand brutal murders
of thousands killed in a war somewhere
of thousands starving to death
with film footage in living color & stereo sound
on a thousand television sets
filling a thousand apartments & houses
with a strange blue glow-
a thousand giant leopard slugs
sliming their way along sidewalks
gathering together at night
conspiring in secret meetings
performing strange relegious ceremonies-
a thousand buzzing bees
each trapped inside a glass jar
a thousand small brown bats
flying around the street lights
in a feeding frenzy-
a thousand telephones
all ringing at once
but there's no one home
just a thousand disembodied voices
on a thousand answering machines -
a thousand faces staring at me
through my windows
a thousand faces reflected
in a thousand mirrors
a thousand images
flood into my eyes
a thousand memories
fill my burning over-stuffed brain -
a thousand neurons
firing as I fall on the floor
into a blissful coma
as a thousand suns
explode over the horizon
ending this thousand hour night -
poem by Gordon Coombes
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Embryo
All is love, is all I am
A ball is all I am
Im so new compared to you
And I am very small
Warm glow, moon bloom
Always need a little more room
Waiting here seems like years
Never seen the light of day
All around I hear strange sounds
Come gurgling in my ear
Red the light and dark the night
I feel my dawn is near
Warm glow, moon bloom
Always need a little more room
Whisper low, here I go
I will see the sunshine show
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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To Sir With Love (feat. Al Green)
The time has come for closing books and long last looks must end
And as I leave I know that I am leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong and weak from strong
That's a lot to learn,
What, what can I give you in return?
If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But I, would rather you let me give my heart
To you, with love
Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone, yeah
But in my mind I know that they live on and on and on and on
But how do you thank someone
Who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
Well it it's not easy, but I'll try
If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
To you, with love
Those awkward years have hurried by, why did they fly, fly away?
Why is it Sir, children grow up to be people one day?
What takes the place of climbing trees,
And dirty knees, in the world outside?
What, what is there that I can buy?
If you wanted the world,
I'd surround it with a wall, I'd scrawl
These words with letters ten feet tall
To you, with love
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Ten Roses
For every tear you cry,
I cry a hundred thousand more,
I'll give you ten roses,
For everything you're fighting for.
The first will be a red rose,
For courage and for health,
The second a bright yellow rose,
For gaining all life's wealth,
The third will be a soft pink rose,
So you may be happy in love,
The fourth will be a white rose,
Brought by a turtledove,
The fifth will be an orange rose,
To give you back your fire,
The sixth will be a deep pink rose,
So you may have what you desire,
The seventh will be a coral rose,
To gain you many friends,
The eighth will be a purple rose,
To guide you through life's bends,
The ninth will be a pale yellow rose,
To give you hope to try,
The tenth will be a black rose,
So you can mourn me when I die.
I have to leave my dearest friend,
But may the roses last you til my end,
I'm sorry I could not say goodbye,
Though ten roses I leave by your side.
I leave you with a kiss,
Along with these rose flowers,
I know I will be missed,
But I pray the roses will give you power,
Power to go on my love,
Power to be strong,
Power to get over me,
And let your life carry on
poem by Ruth warren
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One
One thousand voices
But not one heard
One thousand thoughts
But not one word
One thousand troubles
But no one will know it
Unless I decide to
Finally show it
One thousand cuts
Run down my arm
A tribute to my
Life of self-harm
One thousand scars
That will not heal
One thousand people
Who will not feel
One thousand but no more
I finally decide
There will be one less person
And one more suicide
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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To Sir, With Love
[ original version by lulu ]
Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone
But in my mind I know they will still live on and on
But how do you thank someone who has taken you from crayons to
Perfume?
It isnt easy but Ill try
If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky
In letters that would soar a thousand feet high
To sir, with love
Those awkward years have hurried by - why do they fly away?
Why is it, sir, that children grow up to be people one day?
What takes the place of climbing trees and dirty knees in the world
Outside?
What is there for you I can buy?
If you wanted the world Id surround it with a wall
Id scrawl in words with letters ten feet tall
To sir, with love
The time has come for closing books and long last looks must end
And as I leave, I know that I am leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong and weak from strong
Thats a lot to learn - what can I give you in return?
If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start
But I would rather you let me give my heart
To sir, with love
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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No One's Friend
she's no one's friend
she's no one's friend
at mornings she wants to be dead
so lonely
so desperately lonely and sad
she just wants it all end
she's no one's friend
she's no one's friend
all days and nights run gray and blend
so empty
so hopelessly empty and drab
she waits for them all to end
no one's friend
books on the shelves
dreams melt away in her head
nothing ever will help
nothing ever helps
she's no one's friend
she's no one's friend
there are always things you don't get
but you want them
you want them so badly and wait
for years and years on end
no one's friend
books on the shelves
dreams melt away in her head
nothing ever will help
nothing ever helps
poem by Max Kuvaev
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The sports world is an echo chamber. All it takes is one quote from a general manager and a thousand sports columns bloom.
quote by Michael Lewis
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