Downfall - 1053 - Current Version of Fallen is Star
Fallen is star which once brightly,
there clear in fair firmament shone,
no trace now remains as Time lightly
grieves sleeves, life's sheeved leaves ever gone.
Love's star which once seemed infinitely
to bloom beyond tomb meets doom, dumb,
as sentiments sent expeditely
to Lethe mock joyride's vain sum.
Dreams' themes lie unechoed, contritely
one wonders what might have become
if fate had dealt less reconditely
ere great expectations succumb.
Whosoever would compromise slightly
with principles life's staff has spun
must offer impression unsightly
some pity, some spurn, and most shun.
Ideals threading vision so knightly
no gleam still retain - what begun
in trust unembellished rusts, rightly
forgotten, ignored or undone.
No point in requesting politely
what became of game, quest, aim, fête's fun;
in tatters Fate scatters forthrightly
all trace of race no-one has won.
Though today some may say hale and sprightly
‘tomorrow holds promise' - yet none
would relinquish life's tether held tightly,
soon Time spills, boon numbed, still, distance run.
(1 February 2010)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Fallen is Star - 1053 - 2008 Version of Downfall
Fallen is star which once brightly,
once clear from sheer firmament shone,
no trace now remains as Time lightly
grieves over life's leaves ever gone.
Whoever would compromise slightly
with principles life's staff has spun
must offer impression unsightly
some pity, some spurn, and most shun.
Ideals threading vision so knightly
no gleam still retain - what begun
in trust unembellished rusts, rightly
forgotten, ignored or undone.
No point in requesting politely
what became of game, quest, aim, fête's fun;
in tatters Fate scatters forthrightly
all trace of race no-one has won.
Though today some may say hale and sprightly
‘tomorrow holds promise' - yet none
would relinquish life's tether held tightly
soon Time spills, boon lies still, distance run.
(22 October 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Fallen is Star - 1053 - Initial Version of Downfall
Fallen is star which once brightly
and clear from the firmament shone,
no trace now remains as Time lightly
grieves over life's leaves ever gone.
Whoever would compromise slightly
with principles from life's staff spun
presents an impression unsightly
some pity, some spurn, and most shun.
Ideals threading vision so knightly
no gleam still retain - what begun
in trust rusts unfinished, so rightly
forgotten, ignored and undone.
Though today some may say hale and sprightly
‘tomorrow holds promise' - yet none
would relinquish that tether held tightly,
soon Time's drops spill, all's still, distance run.
(28 November 2004)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Head Treads upon Heart's Shreds
Set is dream star which once brightly,
clear, fearless, in firmament shone,
luck's slighted, insight's dimmed, Timets slight see
grieves sleeves, life's sheeved leaves waned. Wail wan!
Shred-wed, disillusion, stark spite see,
life's cancelled game, quest, aim, fête's fun;
in tatters Fate scatters forthrightly
grace pace aced in war no-one's won.
Hope's bedspread in shreds, bed of roses
Scope pined for before: shredded, done,
un-wedded from bliss hate-hiss poses
uncomfortable questions, would shun
trust's shine shrine unjust rust lines, lies hounded,
unprevailing as lies veil pale sun,
surrounded by life's leaves dis bound, fed
by woe where fair past fast flowed fun.
(27 November 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sheshonk He's Shrunk
How are the mighty fallen! King of kings
around whose word world spun, just dust remains
confined near Nile which ignorantly brings
feast or famine as high fate ordains.
He lies forgotten, for what poet sings
his praise to raise most memorable strains.
Faded now are former hieroglyphs,
he and all generations since despair,
life like lost lemmings heading o'er fate's cliffs,
lose base pace space race trace face fair - unfair
seems life's strife dreams which nano seconds blaze,
then lost in haze lies memory of our day.
(14 February 2010 revised 4 February 2012)
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How are the mighty fallen! King of kings
around whose word world spun in dust remains
confined near Nile which ignorantly brings
feast or famine as high fate ordains,
lies now forgotten, for what poet sings
his praise to raise most memorable strains.
Faded now are former hieroglyphs,
he and all generations since despair,
life like lost lemmings heading o'er fate's cliffs,
lose base pace space race trace face fair - unfair
seems life's strife dreams which for few seconds blaze,
then lost in haze lies memory of our days.
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Calculations Fail
Can knowledge any sense in life retain?
All trace in space must some day disappear.
Life's calculations fail, ambitions vain.
Colours, now magic, soon no longer here
Unknown sounds, scents tomorrow shall remain.
Love's lightning, having struck, moves on, a mere
After-ripple on time's wave, cleansed clear.
The struggle ceases, Lethe, down the drain
Is every trace flushed before we can gain
One insight on Life's mysteries, or steer
New trips through dreams, few dreams themselves appear
Sense bearing whose waft, weft, need never wane.
FAll follows pride, soul weighed by feather light,
ILl starred our ride, bright spark mid endless night.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Story of the Stars
The kindness you give off,
Will remain the same,
Despite time's change,
I'm only sure of this,
Because I can't see myself,
Anywhere else but by your side,
Even if along the way,
I lose my freedom.
You could call it fate,
Or just the stupidity of my will,
But I see it as a promise,
Kept only by true friendship.
A star is said to be born everytime,
When those who are lost,
Discover that place,
They can truly call a home,
It's a story I've always been told,
So somewhere in destiny let it come true.
A star that's born wherever there's a smile,
Will always keep on shining brightly,
On those who can become kind,
A star that awakes when tears have fallen,
Will only head towards a gentle tomorrow.
A star of friendship is the same,
As a star that's made to only love......
But which one will come to you?
poem by Alex McCullough
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Alcuin - 0293 2005 Version
Awhile pray pause who, passing by the way,
Lines read, reflections fragile, seedling's clay.
Can you wring from my fate what your's may be?
Unwound my watch, soon your's spun history!
In spite of this world's gifts, Time's ticks won't stay.
Now here, then there sped, bed from care carefree.
And can you for my fortune care today,
Leaves turn to trace if I was sad or gay?
Care you a fig? How long in memory,
Unused, the trace of what Life was to me
In yours may stay, int-urned - all fades away,
Naught human may defy Eternity.
"Are there still Gods who souls with feathers weigh? "
Life's stings some cling to, just for one more day.
Chance led my dance, the rest is best set free,
Unsightly glance, dust in dust locked. No key
Is there unless, perchance, through D.N.A.
Nature's template may decoded be.
(16 March 2005)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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A Star!
A star shone out so very bright,
Not just a little, simple one,
But one so special in our sight,
A new life had begun.
A star shone out so very clear,
Hung way up in a cloudless sky,
Over a stable, where a dear
Babe, heard a lullaby.
A star shone out so very bold,
Showing where this child was laid,
With a halo of the purist gold
Around his head, displayed.
A star shone out so very fine,
Leading us all to worship him,
One small human, pure and divine,
Our cup's full to the brim.
A star shone out so very great,
Beaming down on that Christmas birth,
And bands of angels did cantillate,
Praising God across our earth.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Valentine Vale Unveiled Prevails - 0985 - Current Version
Valentine, red roses sent,
Across time's screen flashed. Witness warm
Love's imprint, flush blush. Though no form
Explicit's drawn, yet, heaven lent,
New wonders granted. Who came, went,
Time passed, forgotten, sleep. No storm
Interferes. Here neither thorn
Nor doubts dispel most excellent
Empathy, life's compliment.
Vanity impermanent?
Although emotions mortals spawn
Leave slight external trace, their dawn,
Eternal light wave echo's sent
Now through space, time, to complement
Trace radiation's monument
Intemporally enshrined. Transformed
Nexus 'twixt Past, Future, Present,
Enchantment unambivalent
(1 February 2010)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Alcuin - 0293 Acrostic Sonnet Initial Version
All pause and rest, who, passing by the way,
Lines read. Reflect how frail is human clay.
Can you learn from my fate what yours shall be?
Unwound my watch, run down soon yours - you'll see.
In spite of this world's gifts, old Time won't stay.
Now here, tomorrow wed to history.
And can you for my fortune care today,
Leaves turn to trace if I was sad or gay?
Care you a fig? How long in memory,
Unused, the trace of what was Life to me
Is likely to remain? All slips away,
Naught human can defy Eternity!
The Day of Judgement none can e'er delay,
And yet some ask: 'are there still Gods to weigh? '
(8 March 1990)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Missing Star
WHY did the star leave the sky,
The far, pure sky?
Shone she not high and hallowed and fair?
Could she not tarry her life-time there?
Why must she fall and fade?
She had heaven nigh.
I of the earth, I would she had stayed
In her lonely air.
Higher than love lived my star,
My clear, cold star.
Why must she droop to our mists below?
Ah, for the glory of long ago!
Ah, for the pride no more!
When she stood so far.
Would she were lost in the days before,
In the perished glow.
Star wandered out of my light,
Once all my light,
Seeing the sky through a dullness of tears,
Crying for thee to the empty years,
Where should I seek for thee
Mid the. desert night?
Not on the earth.
Ah! the star that nears
Has forgotten to be.
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Sonnet-Be Like a Star
The Sky has countless stars, our eyes can see;
Yet, many more, telescopes can't discern;
And God calls every star by name sweetly;
To every man, He shows His love, concern.
And like a star, we ought to shine all life;
To prove the Maker's love for us is great;
Let us not waver despite any strife;
Each man decides his body's, mind's, soul's fate.
Effort decides the kind of achievement;
The grace of God is another factor;
Not all can be a living monument;
In earthly-life, we can't blunder or err.
0 help me Lord, to be a super-star,
That shines so brightly, although placed afar!
poem by John Celes
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When You Wish Upon A Star
dreams come true (dreams come true)
dreams come true (oh oh, oh yeah)
dreams come true (na, na na, na na)
they do (they do)
when you (when you)...
When you wish upon a star, (a star,) makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you (it will come to you)
If your heart is in your dreams, (your dreams) no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do (ooh ooh).
(Oh, Fate is...is kind...)Fate is kind, she brings (she brings) to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing
(oh oh oh. like...) Like a boat out of the blue, Fate steps in and sees you thru
When you wish upon a star, your dream comes true
When you wish upon a star, your dream comes true
dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
(and they don't stop) dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
(make a wish and) dreams come, (your dreams...) dreams come, (your dreams come...) dreams come true
song performed by by N Sync
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Here Today, Gone Tomorrow
Youre like a sailor with a girl on every shore
Stay with them now for they wont see you no more
Like a gypsy forever on the run
Stay for a while, while you look for a whore
Like that sailor leaves, come back again
Stay for a while, and they wont see you again
Like that gypsy caravan forever on the run
You stay for a while, then you pick up and go
Thats how you show your love for me
Thats how you show your love for me
Youre like
Here today, gone tomorrow
Each time you call, you leave a little sorrow
Youre like
Here today, gone tomorrow
Each time you call, you leave a little sorrow
Youre like that big, big star, hes tore the town apart
Givin everyone to console their aching heart
Like that snow that fell, looks so wrong and out of place
Stay for a while, then you leave without a trace
Thats xactly like that star, he tore the town apart
Leave everyone to console their aching heart
Like that snow that fell, looks so wrong and out of place
Stay for a while, leave without a trace
Thats how you show your love for me
Thats how you show your love for me
Here today, gone tomorrow
Each time you call, you leave a little sorrow
Youre like
Here today, gone tomorrow
Each time you stay, you leave a little sorrow
Oooh-huh oh-ho
Here today, gone tomorrow
Hmmm yeah
Your like
Here today, gone tomorrow
Each time I call, you leave a little sorrow
Here today, gone tomorrow
Each time I call, you leave a little sorrow yeah
Here today, here today but gone tomorrow
(thank you)
song performed by by David Bowie
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My Fate Has Been Sealed....
My Fate Has Been Sealed....
your love placed inside my heart...
came to me without prior notice...
owned it and got into it to burn this heart...
how pity this heart...
this heart which i hold..
pity you are, my heart from this love...
from those fires which burned you...
and changed your life, up to down...
is that your fate...?
this fate, which wrote on you...?
to be always in love..
in love with whom who don`t know how to take care of you...
who owns this rights...
to make you always in pains...
who can change this...
and who can put the end to this fate..
pity you are, my pity heart...
i know that i shall meet my fate oneday...
but i need a fate which my heart deserve...
i need a happiness...
the happiness which i seek and dream always about...
i will accept my fate for what it was...
but if this fate completed my life with you...
poem by Hazem Al Jaber
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Beata Elizabeth - 1970
Beyond time's wall what scene is set
Eden's wish whet? or Lethe wet?
As wistful look closed book perceives
Time swallows all while beauty grieves
At evanescence, doomsday met.
Entrapped all mortals are, beget
Life for a season, for fall's leaves
Inters as dust all Man conceives.
Zero sum rule of thumb, each bet
Alas seems, double-b[l]ind roulette
Ball calls black wrack while victim heaves
Extenuated sigh, bereaves
The search for traces all forget.
Here dawn's in pawn, by dusk paid debt,
Bloom sere on stem, threads interweave
Events and causes, petty peeve
And high ideal peel off, Death's net
Takes all, calls bluff, rough, smooth, soothe, fret.
Awake, asleep, deep, light, believe
Each reaches for some signed reprieve,
Life answers dreams with epithet
Inane as pain, disdain, pour. Yet
Zoom in on sundial: none achieve
Autonomy, life's make-believe
Behind mind's phantom mime, cold sweat
Extinguished soon as amorette
Turns just dust, rust no soul retrieves,
Hurt heart outpoured ignored, jet set
Beggars share unredeemed regret.
Ephemeral, brief stays deceive
As last-gasp fails when Reaper's sheave
Together binds good, evil, upset
Are plans of mice and men. Rossette,
Exiled, proves faith wraith, baseless bet
Life uploads ere dumb tomb receives
Inglorious remains wreath wreathes.
Zig-zag between birth berth duet,
Add R.I.P. or urned tablet,
Bitter-sweet each journey proves
ETHereal, trace Time removes.
(26 March 2010)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Friend Fiend Ship
FRIEND FIEND SHIP
Far past, false future, seem the same
Representing in life's game
Indifference, too hard to tame,
External trappings frame by frame
Now here, now there. Prepare, fair dame,
Death which life swallows, trace of name
Sudden fades. Life's rush-hour train
Heeds none, - pain, fun, - nor sin, nor blame,
Ideals of virtue went and came.
Plastic mirage few retain:
For some short space we stake our claim
In search for perch - yet joy and bane
Exist outside man's plans too lame,
Nor can they last. Life's candle flame?
Dream guttered soon for John and Jane.
Acrostic Friendship Fiend written 28 February 2009
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Marriage Is
Marriage is a fulfillment of dreams
It is an oath of life between two loving partners
It is the most beautiful thing that can happen in your life
It is a feeling to be cherished, nurtured and care for
It is promise today for tomorrow together
It is bond to hold each other when love bloom
It is caring each other life time
It is an understanding between two hearts
It is willingness to step forward without being afraid
It is sharing, forgiving and compassion
It is mysterious but ask you to share the secrets
Trust each other and the journey of marriage will lead
in to a great love forever.
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Gather Love’s Petals - Parody Robert HERRICK – To the Virgins, to make much of Time and other parodies
Gather Love’s petals while you may,
old Time locks box, mocks sighing,
blush bloom of youth so lush today
soon sees rush hushed, croon dying.
Life’s almost done before begun,
there’s little sense in letting
Time fly, for fast the setting sun
lets out last room, forgetting.
You once would pay prompt to the day
the rent when you were letting,
and all will say, ‘ah, lack-a-day! ’ –
tomb’s prospect’s still upsetting.
So shed false mask, take book and flask,
a partner most becoming,
bread ‘neath the bough, nought else now ask,
as Death sucks breath, brain numbing.
True love forecast must never bask
on laurels – distant drumming
takes waste to task, haste to the task,
seek joy, don’t toy, go slumming!
Red rose in bloom bedecks the tomb
of love lost, cost uncounted,
grey shadows loom so don't assume
winged options once dismounted.
Ride not far and wide, pride set aside,
trust basic instincts inner,
much more beside wealth counts, two tied
by trust's win/win begin a
relationship unknown to whip,
to rip-tide which submerges
what lip to lip can offer hip
to hip's united urges.
That age is best when Youth has done
with superficial fretting,
right choice attested, others shun,
sage bats beat restless netting...
Decisions take, no past mistake
should hinder joy awaking,
so joy's hopes slake in passion's lake
let walls fall, towers quaking.
Gather ye rosebuds all who will,
and yet, though Time’s a-flying,
in one fair head, eternal still,
Life thrives, Death’s grin denying.
The glorious lamp of Heaven, the Sun,
as higher he is getting,
if e’er his praises were begun -
laws seasonal forgetting -
go[l]d head embarrassed would be hung -
some modesty’s essential -
vain beauty pains, gains cobwebs st[r]ung
like pearls inconsequential.
Life praises who free love and woo
where two true fit, pale phantom
none envy through tomorrow's dew -
Life’s summons flows to summum!
Garner Love’s petals while you play,
old Time locks box, mocks sighing,
youth's lush bloom blush scents rush today
wilts, sense sent spilt-milk crying.
19 August 2009
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Make Hay While Sun Shines
MAKE HAY WHILE SUN SHINES
As hair divides fast living from last groan,
and hare and rarebit hop like time ahead,
both they and Man dark glasses wear, unknown
is future near and far past's story sped.
What funny seems through bunny's glasses spread
from brow to brow now may, tomorrow blown,
reveal dreams' themes found fragile, few postpone
fate's finger, what was written must be read.
Begun in fun, life filters sun; strife, dread,
rubs gilt off fabled gingerbread, strikes stone
clover's four leaves, leaves grieving fallen throne,
with pride's ride set aside, forgotten, fled.
The moral of this simple sonnet's seen:
make hay while sun still shines, seek pastures green.
5 September 2009
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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