0235 The Close
Sit with it like a nurse
at the hour of dusk
every few minutes
glancing over
and seeing its petals
closing, slowly
slowly,
vegetable muscles
we have no word
such awe
and when finally
closed
there's no knowing
whether tomorrow
they will
open
I wish
your death
had been like that
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Song Of Spring
The Spring comes slowly up this way,
Slowly, slowly,
Under a snood of hodden grey.
The black and white for her array,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.
Where is her green that was so gay?
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.
Unto a world too sick for May,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.
Where are the lads that used to play?
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.
She has no heart for holiday,
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up this way.
The trees are out in Heaven they say.
Slowly, slowly,
The Spring comes slowly up our way.
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Dusk last light
As noon last light
end slowly,
the twilight sleep
tiredly,
with promise of rise
up tomorrow,
to borrow many things
coldly.
is this you dusk?
and the roads become
unseen
slowly, moon appears boldly
to show correct way,
why are you so pretty dusk?
to attract me or to
distract me
yes! dusk its you with
pretty orange face
gods wonderful grace.....
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Slowly Gone
The rose
Slowly droops
It's petals
Falling to the ground
Slowly turning black
Slowly dying
Every moment
The rose was alive
Fades into
Nothingness
Everything it
Was
Gone
Life is cruel
Death is easier
Even if you
Made it as
Far as you could
Death would
Eventually
Claim you
And you would be
Simply
Gone
poem by Autumn Winds
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That's The Way
Just a little every day-
That's the way!
Seeds in darkness swell and grow,
Tiny blades push through the snow;
Never any flower of May
Leaps to blossom in a burst,
Slowly, slowly, as the first,
That's the way.
Just a little every day.
Just a little every day-
That's the way,
Children learn to read and write
Bit by bit and mite by mite,
Never any one I say
Leaps to knowledge and its power;
Slowly, slowly, hour by hour,
That's the way!
Just a little every day.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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It is only one day[3]
It’s only one day
and I see you again
and I can’t stop,
the beating of my heart.
Now time drags
slowly on the minutes,
as if tomorrow is very far.
My airtime is finished
and only tomorrow
there’s money in the bank
and tomorrow
in a lot of ways,
a special day
and tomorrow feels far
and I can almost not wait
for it to come.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Having too much homework
When I come home from school with my big bag,
My bag, filled with homework, notes and textbooks.
While doing my homework, it starts to drag,
But to escape the stares and dirty looks.
I'm forced to sit here at my cluttered desk,
Writing a story that is short or long.
Finally finished it, when it is dusk,
Not knowing whether it is right or wrong.
The hours, minutes, seconds drag on the time,
The time crawls slowly till I'm done.
It's like Time is in an organized crime,
When I can have fun, the sun's already gone!
Now I've done my work, I can go my way,
Yet, I've lived to study another day!
poem by Roxy Rionne
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Take Your Time
Im gonna make one hour in inte
Just a few minutes
Im gonna get two days for the
Price of one
Theres a one word rhyme
And thats called living
Thares a one word love
Means plenty of giviing
Im gonna give it til Im done
But everybody keeps telling me to
Take it easy
But time doesnt sit down and wait
While Im trying to get it done
But youre not me, thank god
You can take your time slowly
Makes me fell good just to watch
You lie down and have your fun
Take your time
Take your time
And Ill take my own time
(repeat 2x)
I can take it slowly or you can keep
Runnin on runnin on
When I put one foot in front of
The other
To me that doesnt mean walk that
Means run
I always want to start the race
Before the gates open
I always want to start the race
Before I hear the sound
Of the gun
But everybody keeps tellin me to
Take it easy
But time doesnt sit down and wait
While Im trying to get it done
But youre not me, thank god
You can take your time slowly
Makes me fell good just to watch
You lie down and have your fun
Take your time
Take your time
And Ill take my own time
(repeat 6x)
You say itll take a you year
I say just take me a second
But theres room for both of us
Just open the room
You know a year of time sees so
Many changes
And the speed of light in the black
Of night
Makes a full moon...
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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Letting You Go
i like to see you go
like a dove from
the hands of
the happy bride
i like to see you
go like a red balloon
still with a string
from my fingers
i like to see you go
like sunset
slowly dissolving
dissipating
its warm glow
in a dark horizon
by the sea
i like to see you go
with a smile in your face
like my open hand
that waves
goodbye and then
closing slowly
gripping
your presence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whatever Shall Come
I drink my coffee early in the morn
and await what the day will bring.
The not knowing or planning ahead
is always an anxious thing.
But whatever shall come I tend to think
is what I'm sure I need.
I approach each hour thoughtfully
and slowly I proceed.
Will this be the same as yesterday?
I really hope it's not.
For to repeat the same old, same old
makes me think I've got
no new adventures to excite me,
no new people to meet,
no new adventures to lure me,
no new problems to defeat.
So I drink my coffee slowly
and anticipate my day
with the hope of no routine
for that's monotony's way.
That would send my spirits down.
I'd like to kick my heels up.
I'd like to do the town.
But that s for dreamers
and maybe that is me.
And as the minutes tick away
I guess what will be, will be.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The secondary school announced the result of a list of successful candidates
Went down to the playground, principal had a talk.
Walked in a hard step, took a deep breathe.
Our class teacher gave us the result paper,
Everyone was silent,
No any voice, No any noise,
I can only hear thousand of breathing sound.
Hold tightly, ready to open,
3...2...1...,3...2... I can’t,
I am not brave enough to open it.
It was going to be ok.
I think for a while,
Closed my eyes,
My excitement came to my heart, but sadness was waiting for me.
I slowly opened the paper finally gradually.
Opened my eyes slowly,
Wahl! My tears went through my both eyes.
I don’t want to go to this school,
I was thinking, oh well… I can apply for another school, may be it worked.
My class teacher was convincing me to go to this school,
My mother was thinking the solution for me.
I went out to the school door, took a slowly walk,
I really didn’t know what I can do,
Worrying, deeply anxious and struggling,
I tried to think about the advantage of this school.
Yes! I pick this school. I‘ll do well!
poem by Jenkin Tsui
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Nightfall In The Rose-Garden
Ashes to ashes,
Meal to roots of roses:
One-way street in petals falling,
Dust to dust.
The lowering sun sucks
From blown blossoms,
Their colours that go
At last to dust.
Death is in the seed
Bud, root and leaf
Which have no choice
But dust.
From death to death,
The cycle onward blindly
Rolls its endless way
From dust to death.
I, in the falling dusk
Go slowly blind to all.
And shall too, eventually,
Be dust.
poem by Roy William Gotaas
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A Dying Flower
Each Flower Petal Slowly Dying
Light Whispers Of Death
Hanging In The Brisk Afternoon Air
Lightly A Petal Floats Towards The Ground
A Gust Of Wind Quickly Whisks It Away
One By One The Flower Becomes Bearer
As Each Petal Vanishes.
The Day's Become Darker
The Nights Lighten
And The Flower Becomes Lonely
Till Eventually Only A Stem Remains
To Show It's Cycle Of Life.
The Flower Willows Towards It's End
The Petals Become Scarce
What Once Used To Be A Colour Delight
Now Hangs In Deaths Mist
As An Emerald Waiting...
Waiting For The Last Petal To Die.
Finally The Emerald Stem Dies Away
And Slowly Decay
For Again One Day
It Shall Show Its Colours
And Whistle In The Wind
With All It's Petals In Full Bloom...
poem by Ian Humphreys
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Ages Flicker in the Hot Fire
Ages flicker in the hot fire
where I sit in the bar
time passes slowly hour-by-hour,
my face reflects in the glass, somewhat confused
the flames jump bright orange, blue and white,
ages flicker in the hot fire
with shades playing on the wall of the fireplace
and deeper something fries like on a spit,
time passes slowly hour-by-hour
someone complains about his wife, wants to hire prostitutes
while a couple sit down at a table with a candle,
ages flicker in the hot fire,
outside the thunder bashes down, my whisky is very expensive,
the candle in front of me burns down to its end,
time passes slowly hour-by-hour
then I see you, pretty and my match
I cannot avoid your eyes,
ages flicker in the hot fire
time passes slowly hour-by-hour.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Funk
I am in a funk and I can't get out.
I feel like a door is slowly closing in on me.
BAM!
It finally has closed on me.
I am stuck and scared that I will never get out.
My mind is telling me to quit, but my heart says keep going with every beat it takes.
I guess I need to make a decision.
Before this door is locked forever.
I choose to keep on going and find a way.
There are some people on the other side waiting for me.
My family.
poem by Christina J. Williams
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Slowly We Rot
Kill all, fight death.
Lesion fighting love.
Fight them all in a living hell
Slowly rot and you die.
You will fight death as you slowly realize.
Kill them all fight death
And slowly read in the love.
Fight them all, join me, slowly we rot. slowly we rot.
Dead to all fighting
As you slowly read in the love.
Fighting the sword, the sword is your plow.
Dead to all fighting
As youre slowly rotting in hell.
Fight them all, join me, slowly we dwell.
Slowly we dwell.
De-char.
song performed by by Obituary
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Tomorrow Morning
Lonely, lost every part of me
maybe, outstayed my company
walking in to sad scenes
hold me tight and say goodbye
I've seen, behind tomorrow's sky
you be, my missing alibi
bone me over backwards
turn around and change my mind
Cause I've been thinking
about our world tonight
slowly sinking into my appetite
tomorrow morning
are you a friend of mine
I swear, you've left me open
nowhere, to hide this moment
overcrowded daydreams
we're lost or so it seems
Cause I've been thinking
about our world tonight
slowly sinking into my appetite
tomorrow morning
are you a friend of mine
Cause I've been thinking
about our world tonight
slowly sinking into my appetite
tomorrow morning
are you a friend of mine
song performed by by Natalie Imbruglia
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Christmas Light
at the darkest, deadest, depressed
nature's hour,
holiness yeasted a light,
a glimmer, slowly seen,
and then hope burned,
and knowing slowly caught.
This is Christmas, light and dark,
and natures' canvas dims,
paints the inner meaning,
born in a cave.
The first etch of Redemtion.
poem by Bernard Kennedy
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I Am Wine
I am wine for you to drink and extract pleasure, just slowly,
So that alcohol is consumed to deter, just slowly.
When the substance floats away and crumbles beneath the skin of the Earth,
A plant has been contained in our hands, the hand is the detector, just slowly.
Living is loved for its juices, the very amount is not worth knowing,
Like the speed of the Earth’s orbit, the detester, just slowly.
May life begin again for the best outcome and this love,
The world is cooked with it, and living is a detailer, just slowly.
Loneliness is the solution to the problems of Love,
May the alcohol burn to exist in a flood, Love is a member, just slowly.
May life enchant the believer and the careless water,
May Loving Men and Women see my wine, and me as mediator, just slowly.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Field Of Joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i touch the leaves that touch the sky
just you and i through fields of joy
all trouble slowly fades away
slowly slowly fades away
i hold your hand inside my hand
across the land through fields of joy
the sound of music that we hear
the blend of colors throug the air
all cities, mountains disappear from view
all truth and beauty near to me and you
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
with you through the fields
the fields of joy
let's wander slowly through the fields
slowly slowly through the fields
i know our love will never die
just you and i
through fields of joy
through fields of joy
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Narrow Passage
There's a narrow passage
that brings you back home.
You travel it slowly
like a rambling poem
that doesn't know where it's going
but word after word without really knowing
it reaches its destination.
To try and look back
and see the passage again
is obscured from your sight
as the word is from the pen.
Home is where you're headed
and when you arrive
you realize the passage
is what kept you alive.
To me, my passage
is tied up in every word
that starts with my thinking
and finally becomes heard.
I know that when I'm finished
with all I have to say
I'll find my home at last
on that narrow passageway.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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