Smiles the choice of rose hips hue
Who brings me the tears of rainbows blue?
And smiles the choice of rose hips hue
that brings to me the moons gentle dew?
With kisses soft; as slender new.
Who brings me the laughter of bluebells white?
And dances those greens; like a garden sprite.
That brings to me the azure mornings light?
Like a thistledown angel; lost in flight.
Who brings me a meadows flowing flaxen hair!
And whispering words spellbinding without a care
that brings too me a same sense of wonders rare?
Like woodland lilies under a leaf mould layer.
Who brings me the moons gentle dew..?
With kisses soft; as slender new..?
With smiles the choice of rose hips-hue.
Why; yes, my child it’s you!
poem by Mark Heathcote
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The Real Meaning Of Christmas
Christmas brings lights that lighten every alley.
Christmas fills the void of each heart's saddened valley.
Christmas brings Santa with surprising gifts of toys.
Christmas brings laughter to mainly girls and boys.
Christmas brings carols sung by mellifluous voices.
Christmas brings fantasies that suit many choices.
Christmas adds glamour to the choicest street's splendour.
Christmas emits fun with its rare yuletide colour.
Christmas makes sad faces to beam with unfeigned smiles.
Christmas brings seasonal joy travelling several miles.
Christmas brings hope to the annually despondent.
Christmas brings Christ, ever in our hearts resident.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (9 December 2018)
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Labor Love
Love labors
often in the pit of sorrows;
an ax sometimes
pounds away
digging deeper down
into sorrows depths
to the sub-strata
of Bitter Regrets.
Love sometimes labors
planting Honey Trees
watching them grow
to form
garden-greens
and water-falls.
Laboring Love
brings the baby child
whose smiles
washes away
the pain
child-bearing brings.
Love labors in my eyes
in which you can see
my heart
waiting beside
that rosy road
which
always
brings
you home to me.
Laboring love
exhausts itself
for it has no choice
but to be relentless
in pursuit
of giving birth
to
itself.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Months
January brings the snow,
makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes loud and shrill,
stirs the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daises at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
Skipping by their fleecy damns.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hand with posies.
Hot july brings cooling showers,
Apricots and gillyflowers.
August brings the sheaves of corn,
Then the harvest home is borne.
Warm september brings the fruit,
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Fresh October brings the pheasents,
Then to gather nuts is pleasent.
Dull November brings the blast,
Then the leaves are whirling fast.
Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.
poem by Sara Coleridge
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To Hear Your Voice
To hear you voice, brings warmth
the soft tone and the sexy accent
the elegant sound of words together
make the heart pitter patter
your whisper brings goosebumps of love
from a father to hear you talk reminds me
of how your voice cares, like your beauty
to call and hear your voice brings joy of love
picturing you near and by my side
how comfort you voice makes me
to hear you sing is a angel from heaven
the laughter is joy of humor we make
the tears brings crackles to your sound
breaks my heart to it so.
saying I Love You returns your smiles
whisper to me how you feel
I need to hear the voice of love and joy
sweet voice of yours make the world turn
poem by Michael Peterson
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War is not good, absolutely nothing!
war! war!
Why do we have to fight?
People are dieing because of the war,
War is not good, absolutely nothing.
Death here, death there,
Parents are lost, dreams are lost,
Children are lost, brightness is lost.
War brings darkness,
War destroys happiness,
War brings GENOCIDE.
War overtakes peace,
And replaces it with conflict,
War is not harmony.
War brings greediness,
War brings depression,
War is not good, absolutely nothing.
U-Brought
sunrise brings sunset
night brings day
life brings death
and you my dear
you bring love and happiness
poem by J.r. Poteau
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Three Words Or Is It Five Words?
Those three little words you say,
I love you,
brings a face full of smiles,
and happiness to my world.
However, those five words you say,
I don’t want you anymore,
brings eyes full of tears,
and sorrow, sadness and fears
poem by David Harris
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What brings me joy?
What brings me joy? A cool day in the summer time, the air that flashes across my face,
A gentle kiss that is embraced on my lips, to be held when the lonely feels sets in, Peace with in my heart when there is no one around,
What brings me joy? To know that I am loved and that I could love with no question asked,
To feel your heart press against mines, to taste a good taste that makes my mouth water,
What brings me joy? To be nowhere but feel as if I am on top of the world, To fly high in the sky and never get off the ground, To be overwhelmed with a feeling as if this is my world.
What brings me joy? My life and all that it has to offer.
poem by Kimbaline Navas
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Fate or Destiny
Fate or Destiny
Is it fate or destiny that brings your smile for me to see?
Is it fate or destiny that brings us together as we hold hands?
Is it fate or destiny that brings our hearts as a union as one?
Is it fate or destiny that brings our stormy seas to rest upon the shore?
Is it fate or destiny that builds a lasting relationship, never to fall?
Is it fate or destiny that brings us close beyond the horizon of a sunny day?
poem by Sharon Kubeck
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Time (part 3) .
time brings out the sun and the rain,
time brings joy and pain,
time turns men from boys,
time gives you a choice,
time is beatiful,
time is sad at a funeral,
time brings out the best of me,
time brings you out of missery,
time is a mistery,
time creates history,
time is something you cant rewind,
time is something you can't search or find,
time could make you lose or win,
time makes all of us sin,
time could be the enemy or the friend,
time has a beggining but no end.
1/11/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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Life Within You (Birth)
Birth brings life to a wonderous world
Baby untouched, warm and curled
Pure blue eyes and pale pink lips
Straight red hair and tiny little hips.
Small fingers and wiggling toes
ear to ear smile with soft skin glow
Tiny life made from two,
was touched with an everlasting, 'I do.'
Birth brings love to many hearts
Baby's first cry is where it all starts
One little giggle, one little crawl
One little word then they'll be doing it all!
poem by Sarah Simard
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It brings people together. It brings the races together. It brings religions together.
quote by Billy Higgins
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Black Market White Baby Dealer
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
My black market white baby dealer
Is rooting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Kidnaps clean, fresh white babies for me
Clean, fresh white babies for me
My smile is dime a dozen
My lips are cherry red
My eyes are blue like the sky is blue
I got good shoulders under my head
I look like your mother
I look like your great-aunt
So sit me down in the family photo
And everyone tells me that i, I look just like you
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
He brings back
Oh my god, he brings back
He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
He brings back
Oh charlie, he brings back
He brings back clean, fresh, white expensive babies
I come post-production
I dont need natal care
Im already fully assembled
Down to the very last part, its all there
So take me to your family
So take me to your home
Buddy, take me in as your next generation
And Ill take you out of the lost one and into mine
My black market white baby dealer
Is hunting around overseas
My black market white baby dealer
Brings back clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
Clean, fresh white babies to me
song performed by by Liz Phair
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Be Kind To My Mistakes
It is this that brings us together.
It is this that brings us together.
It's all right, darling,
We can do this together.
It's all right, darling,
I can think of nothing better.
I don't know you,
And you don't know me.
It is this that brings us together.
I don't know what you are
(It is this that brings us together.)
Looking for in me.
(It is this that brings us together.)
I don't know what I want,
But my heart is leading.
Am I yours? Are you mine?
We'll find all we're meant to find.
In your life, in my life,
There are secrets too dark
To let out, to let go of,
To get over.
But that's all right, baby.
That's all right by me.
'Coz, it's all right now.
(Just let me say)
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please, ("Yea, yo, yea, yo!")
Please be kind,
Be kind,
To my mistakes.
Be kind,
Be kind
To me.
"Lum, lum, lum...
song performed by by Kate Bush
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What Spring Brings
I enjoy what Spring brings.
The freshness of the air,
Supplied by the budding of leaves on trees.
A warming of a breeze that once could freeze.
The brightness of flowers,
As extended daylight hours come.
This rebirth witnessed is welcomed.
I enjoy what Spring brings.
And what that means as Winter melts.
A commitment seems to be given,
To all living beings.
As Mother Nature delivers.
An evolution of beauty,
Slowly growing upon us to know.
How valuable we are to God.
And how this is bestowed.
I enjoy what Spring brings.
The singing of the birds.
The blue of the sky,
And the grass so green.
The laughter of children and the innocence of it all.
The presence of promise...
A remembered frost seemed to have stalled.
I enjoy what Spring brings.
Appreciating I do...
The giving Spring brings with its offerings.
The kind only this time Spring can bring!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nature and Society Vavroovahana Patra
Silvery roses smile on the thorns beautifully;
Solitary innocent woman through worries attracts gaily.
Silence brings peace and pleasure;
Sanctity of society is a God’s altar.
Society smiles with a god environment;
Sisters, brothers, parents enchant with merriment.
Scientific inventions provide employment;
Students inspired with merriment.
Simplicity of woman attracts the travelers;
Shrine of God Shiva smiles in the lap of Nature.
Serenity of the altar allures devotees;
Saints meditate on God with delight.
Seasons come and go delightfully;
Spring brings enthusiason gaily.
Song of peasants brings affection;
Sacrifice of people beautify the creation.
Smiling face of woman brings pleasure;
Stream of love flows in a good society by the Director.
Sky of spring brings peace;
Society smiles with Divine Bliss.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Your Love Still Brings Me To My Knees
(cook / wood)
Your love still brings me to my knees
From day to day you feel my needs
This flame that burns
Within my heart will never die
Oh, i bless the day you came along
You turned my life into a song
There is no greater love
And there will never be
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still bring me to my knees
You're the one, you're the one i long to please, oh darling, ah, ha
(your love still brings me to my knees)
(your love is killing me)
Oh, i find each day i love you more
Always the one i'm waiting for
No matter where i go
No matter what i do
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still brings me to my knees
Ah, you're the one i long to please, oh darling, ooh, aah, ooh
(your love still brings me to my knees)
(your love is killing me)
Now i never knew
What love was all about, yeah
Then you came along
Gave me a reason to stand up and shout, oh i love you
Oh darling
Your love still brings me to my knees
From day to day you feel my needs
There is no greater love
And there will never be
'cause you're the only one
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Still brings me to my knees
(your love is killing me)
(you're the one, you're the one i long to please
Still brings me to my knees
(your love still brings me to my knees)
Yes it does, sweet baby, ooh, ah
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, yeah
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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The War Inside
this war,
brings nothing but eternal hate,
and a pain that never heals
wounds that will never seal
this war
brings a sadness to my heart
a feeling that is so dark
it takes pieces from my soul
this war will never let go
this war
is a pain
it is a loved one lost
a grave that never leaves
is a broken family,
this war
is a fight
a child caught between the crossfire of a battle called life
this is a war inside of me
a pain that will never leave
and a war is what itll always be
this war
is tears ran dry
a question, asking always why
a loneliness
a need for people that are never there
this war
like any other war
brings pain.
.
poem by Richard Ferdin
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Tis Sweet Sadness
sweet sadness rings the bells of joy,
the plumber and the carpenter bring gifts of hands.
the homeless man brings a star and a feeling,
that no one else could have.
the prisoner brings the wings of the wasp,
the blind man the eyes of darkness.
the cripple dances, the unforgiven bears forgiveness.
and the hungry child shares a morsel of bread.
the weary ones bring the promise of dawn.
the tiny ones...carry the universe.
the dying man brings the value of life,
the addict the hope of a freedom.
and the condemned man brings the hope of justice...
tis sweet sadness that rings the bells!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Spring Season
Look at this world
As it smiles like a baby,
Reaching for treasures
That nature revives.
This is the time
that brings joy beyond measure,
Sweet as the memories
that fashion our lives.
Listen for sounds
that were frozen in winter,
Whispering soft
As a kiss on your hair.
Nature's reborn
And her warmth brings such pleasure,
sweet as the memories
That we used to share.
Feel the new sun
And the breeze he created.
Feel the wet earth
As it swallows the snow.
Pause to decipher
A message unstated,
Sweet as the memories
Of days long ago.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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