One to Linger and Believe
People are labelling acts of treason,
As an economic season.
With reason to believe...
The effects of it will heal itself.
And from them soon will leave.
But there is an abundance of evidence...
This 'season' of moral decay,
And treatment of deceit...
Has made a permanent adjustment.
One to linger and believe.
An awakening to reality,
Is an activity many can not perceive...
To stay the way it is.
Since the way it is...
Has been the sign of the times.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The season came
The lamp within my heart,
Triggering a deep insight,
Bringing in a great light,
Taking away the grief and hurt,
Loving you above great heights,
Fighting for you with might,
Proud to realise im right,
Right to know for you i will fight
The reason i had in mind,
I thought i said it with time,
The treason i did against you,
I thought i was punished in time,
The season then came,
The season to share the love i had,
A season to forget treason,
A season to tell the reasons,
To love you in all times,
Being my lamp, my reason,
In a new season
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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No Reason, Not A Season, Last Me A Lifetime...
Love,
you came
perhaps for a reason.
To heal,
When it hurt like hell
And wounds bled
Like a cut clotless vein.
Will you last me just the season?
The season of heavy blooms
And rose tinted sky?
Will you be there
When its cold inside
And shades of grey in the skies?
Love,
you might have come for
A reason,
Perhaps intend to last
The season.
But I pray
Please..
Please Last me this lifetime.
You have the strongest
Of shoulders
To carry the
Brightest and the darkest
Of me….
With you,
I am complete
No more a half child half woman entity.
you made
me touch the highest high
And
the deepest depth of the human side.
Stay love...
Stay.. not for a reason
Stay not for the season
Stay in me love
Last me this lifetime…..
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Bird Flew By
Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
Your life flies away
As the night turns to day
If you start once to think
Your hair will soon turn grey
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
The list of fallen stars
And crumbled, broken hearts
Comes from a need
To play so many parts
But one would like to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
The wind and the rain
Shook hands again
Untouched by the world
They managed to keep sane
They were able to wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
Bird flew by
And wondered, wondered why
She was white
And ought to stay up in the sky
From the air she could wonder
For the reason
Whats the point of a year
Or a season
song performed by by Nick Drake
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The Season Of Spring
THE SEASON OF SPRING
the season of spring
weather seems to sing
lovely lovely days
are coming our ways
the season of spring
blooming blossoming
of nature of all kind
let roots unbind
the season of spring
birds unfold their wings
diving high into sky
wish one could fly
the season of spring
careful hearts love sting
reaching out towards others
some persons might bother
the season of spring
nice sound bells ring
new wave new style
faces have on a smile
the season of spring
an new awakening
busy humanity on earth
as if it’s a new birth
listen listen to my words
the season of spring is near
now a look into your lovely eyes
and one can see spring is already here
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Passion
There's something in my heart
That I'm burning to say
Loving you ain't easy coz
My pride gets in the way
Words are like butter
Rolling off my lips
Cut like a knife
And now I'm sinking battleships
(You know you want)
Give me a reason to take you back
Give me a reason to share
Give me a reason cause love is a season
But give me a reason to care
I like my freedom
Yeh that's my style
My manifesto lullaby
Give me a reason cause love is a season
But give me no reason to cry
There's something in your kiss
That I can't let you go
My heart says yes
My head says no
Passion's so cruel
But so hard to resist
Unfashionably cool
But its you that I miss
Give me a reason to take you back
Give me a reason to try
Give me a reason cause love is a season
But give me no reason
My passion is in season
song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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Christmas Is A Season...
christmas is a season of the heart,
a time to cherish family and friends;
a time to laugh and hug, or start,
to amplify the joy your prescense sends.
christmas is a season of the heart,
it knows the love that cannot die;
it knows the reasons that we part,
and gladdens, 'tho we know not why.
christmas is a season of the heart,
it shines it's light to all who see;
gifts are heaped upon it's cart,
and we are thrilled, to let it be.
christmas is season full of joy,
with acts of giving at every turn;
a child's eyes shine with it's new toy,
and lessons of love we slowly learn.
christmas is a season of happy sounds,
carols of praise float on the air;
the season of love that knows no bounds,
the season that shows we truly care.
poem by David Lessard
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People talk about that catch and, I've said this many times, that I've made better catches than that many times in regular season. But of course in my time, you didn't have a lot of television during the regular season. A lot of people didn't see me do a lot of things.
quote by Willie Mays
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Out Of Season
I found out just a little too late.
I had my doubt, but I decided to wait.
Even though I could feel somethin comin
It came as such a surprise.
I should have known when you first started
Runnin away before my eyes.
Im so out of season
You left me cold and Im standin here freezin.
Im so out of season now.
I lost out.
I wasnt playing to win.
And I think about
How I just took it all in.
Just when I thought
I couldnt get any higher
You cut me down to size.
I should have noticed
When you put out the fire.
Instead, I just closed my eyes.
Im so out of season.
You left me cold and Im standin here freezin.
Im so out of season now.
Im so out of season
You let me go and you gave me no reason.
Im so out of season now.
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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The Growing Season
The seasons work together
To make the world possible
Summer, the sun season
Fall, the leaf season
Winter, the snow season
And spring, the time of beauty
Summer, the yellow season
Fall, the orange season
Winter, the white season
And spring, the time of the rainbow
Summer, the blank season
Fall, the shadow season
Winter, the dying season
And spring, the growing season
The growing season
Reason For The Season
The shepherds are lit
A star in the sky
On the outskirts of town
A new baby cries
No room at the end
No crib to be found
Oh but look at him now
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
It is a time for presents and toys
Tales of Saint Nick
Tidings of joy
As we celebrate the miracle birth
Oh right here on this earth
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
He's the reason for the giving
The joy thats never ending
That comes on Christmas morning in the eyes of a child
It's what it means to me and you
That's the true meaning of this time
Oh this time
He is the
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
He is the light that shines on our lives
The baby Jesus born in God's grace
So we all might rejoice on this day
He is the reason for the season
song performed by by Lonestar from This Christmas Time
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Irresistible
Seasons come, seasons go
But each season leaves a distinction
For which it is remembered
So once a season came
With a green environment
Rosy plants all around
And I enjoyed the period
Went to the orchard
And picked a flower
That I stayed with long after the season had vanished
But this same flower I had picked
Went with the season
I did not know I could not stay with it
Without its season
Despite all that
There is a wonderful flower I have seen
Which does not vary with seasons
But stays amidst all circumstances and seasons
It has a goon\d name
That every time I mention it
I find myself hungry
Dear sister
Pick the flower too
The all season flower of salvation!
poem by Brian Bwesigye
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End Of A Season
Here we are at the end of a season,
and as we depart today,
we take away all the memories
we have gathered during our stay.
We reflect on friendships we have made,
the ones we have lost and the ones we have.
Our leaving today is mixed with happiness,
sadness, and even a little regret
for the things we should have done
and did not get around to doing yet.
The happiness is all the laughter
we had while we were here,
the sadness if for the departed friends
whom we will never see again.
Though we will never see them,
their memories linger on.
They will still be with us,
even though they maybe gone.
As we leave today we must remember
the friends we have still,
and the new ones we have made.
As friends are so important within our daily lives.
They share our happiness
when our hearts are filled with joy.
Their comforting arms are around us
when times of sadness appear.
We must always remember
that we can never choose our family
only our friends, so our friends we must always
hold close to our heart.
19 October 2008
Author’s Note.
I gave this as my sermon on the last day of our season at the Western Town. As read, it to my congregation I felt as if I was reading a poem. Therefore, I have changed it to look like one. I never write conventional sermons, but ones that will appeal to any religion without offending anyone’s beliefs.
David Harris
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Replaced By a Hasted Waste
Has the season of crooks come to an end?
Are people finally awakening,
To witness these actions as actual sins?
Nothing is gained in fulfillment long term...
When thieves retrieve something,
From others not earned!
Has selfish satisfaction lost its gratification?
Consequences must be repaid,
After pretentions lose an ignored sensation!
There is nothing like reality,
To come to stare in one's face.
Especially when disgrace comes to visit...
And replaced by a hasted waste!
And when these affects start to bleed those of greed,
It's remarkable to see...
The speed at which they are prepared,
To feed those of need!
Hoping a forgiveness unconditional...
Will mask such delayed deeds!
And pleas are heard with every mumbling word,
From a grief perceived that arrives not to leave!
Has the season of crooks come to an end?
Are people finally awakening,
To witness these actions as actual sins?
Nothing is gained in fulfillment long term...
When thieves retrieve something,
From others not earned!
Realizing in retreat,
It is 'their' lifestyles...
And a quality of pampered living,
They have destroyed and now burns!
Everywhere they seem to be suffering!
They can't believe it is now 'their' turn!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Open Season On My Heart
Here's to the corners yet to turn
Here's to the bridges yet to burn
Here's to the whole thing blown apart
It's open season on my heart
Days go by like flyin' bricks
Leave gaping holes, too deep to fix
I'd just stay home if I were smart
It's open season on my heart
I can't blame anyone but me
For this wreckless fool I've come to be
My tired excuses just don't fit
They don't look good from where I sit
I've tried to change without much luck
I reach the point where I get stuck
I hit the streets the fireworks start
It's open season on my heart
I can't be something that I'm not
I can't give what I haven't got
I don't know where or why or when
I only know the shape I'm in
So here's to the clown down in my mouth
Here's to the whole thing going south
My own true love's turned poison dart
It's open season on my heart
Here's turning heartaches into art
It's open season on my heart
song performed by by Tim McGraw
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Holiday Debate
Happy holiday they say with a smile, even though they’re in denial,
All around man’s legitimate reason, why we even have this season,
When men and women all about earth, reflect on The Savior’s birth,
Through celebration and praise, as men lift up the Ancient of Days.
There are people on each side, who in Christ, do and do not abide,
Who do refuse to even celebrate, the season some may even hate,
Those, who truly love The Lord, say this season should be ignored,
While those with no religious belief, fill the season with undue grief.
Some peoples dispute the date, adding the calendar to the debate,
Using the harvest time as a reason, to discredit the holiday season;
There’re some who could care less, about a time many call blessed,
While they go on about their way; as for them, it is just another day.
No matter what the debate may be, another holiday all men will see,
Most men, again will participate, while others, continue their debate,
Friend, if you indeed participate, just how will your family celebrate?
Will your holiday be a secular kind, or a season with Christ in mind?
Whatever your view of this holiday, God’s Word has so little to say,
But, much to say about The Son, Who came that day, for everyone,
God’s Son, Who came with Salvation, for all men from every nation,
Is coming again, as King to receive, all those, who sincerely believe.
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See You See Me
Where is the rhyme, where is the reason
Who stands to judge me in this way
Some call it choice, some call it treason
Why find me guilty on this day
Stay home and watch it on T.V.
Stay home and watch it on T.V.
See you - See me
Now is the time, now is the season
When we should have something to say
You keep your faith, I'll keep my freedom
Why should we listen anyway
Stay home and watch it on T.V
Stay home and watch it on T.V
See you - See me
How is there no way of pleasing
And who has the answer of the day
When will they stop all of the squeezing
Why should we play the game their way
Stay home and watch it on T.V
Stay home and watch it on T.V
See you - See me
Stay home and watch it on T.V
Stay home and watch it on T.V
See you - See me
song performed by by Nazareth
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Nothing permanent
You find nothing permanent
Disappearance sudden after moment
Will be called dead if no movement?
Life standstill with no comment
Leaves start falling in season
Make the way for some reason
New and fresh branches start to boom
Flowers all over and no more gloom
It is natural law and complete cycle
Nothing stays as matter of miracle
Life all over even in small particles
Tiny cells and smallest molecules
Any living things will have to go
Staying here may have to forgo
It is simple way of changing style
Season after season may change for while
Person should change so also habits
Credits should be more than the debits
Neither to stick nor to be habitual
Allow it to go simple as casual
Change is welcome for all the reasons
It may vary from person to persons
Some may like old and not to change
Some may opt for new and ready to exchange
Adapting to change is welcome sign
Nature may force you to accept and resign
Initial resistance is bound to occur
After some hesitation you got to concur
Change is natural and continuous process
Any body can have reason and access
Must think deeply and accept the change
Reconcile to self and set to arrange
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sadness Lingers
As much as I wish this frigid season
Would change into warmer days of springtime.
I can’t help feeling sad for some reason:
Ruefulness within my subconscious mind.
It might be the ending of snowball fights
Where I was the children's adversary;
Or perhaps it was those cold winter nights
When we all sang carols and was merry.
Whatever might be the reason for it
I guess I will never really know why.
Therefore it shall remain indefinite
In the recesses of my mind. Time flies
By so fleetingly season to season
A little sadness lingers from each one.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Naked I'm born
Naked I'm born
I'm not a prophet nor a puppet
if there's a gun than I'll dropp it
Don't need a reason for each season
won't sign a treaty for a treason
If there's love than I'll enjoy it
if there's hate than i won't spoil it
if there's a bullet written with my name
I'll tear my blouse for you to end this shame
I'm like Ceasar but without a dress
naked I'm born but never the less.
15-04-2009 Madrason
poem by Madrason writer
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Will People Still Continue To Sabotage Their Own Mission?
How nice was to see the love of the pigeon!
How tasty was the fruits of every season!
Now the nature is not fresh but full of poison
The earth has lost its beauty and acts like a prison.
Were the civilizations destroyed without any reason?
Lots of better sense has been wasted out in the horizon!
How much love still left to throw in the ocean?
How much more blood will suck the religion?
How long one has to endure the mental pollution!
How long the blatant lie will tolerate the great sun!
What punishments wait for us for the heinous treason?
Will people still continue to sabotage their own mission?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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