Horizons
Destinations over the horizon are keeping us away,
Yet agony angered best the lone warrior who lay.
Detect him, and see him, engaged in conversation,
With a lady who keeps witchery even then: no action!
Deserve him, and herself who lived far away, just away,
Near those accidents having an existence anyway.
Too many friendships are cast down, rejected all the time,
For the horizon has expense, has mirror and climb.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Beyond The Horizon
Yonder in the West,
Just before it sets,
Sun lingers, as if to cast one last look
Over what it illumined through the day.
Soon the sun shall bury itself,
Deep down the horizon in the West,
As if to rest;
And rise again to illumine-
What it had illumined earlier-
And again and again and again......
And when I look into the mirror,
And see how time has greyed over my head,
Deep in my minds eye
I find myself-
Time ravaged and a lonely soul-
Standing far in the horizon
- where life and death meet-
Craving to cast one last look
On your beauteous figure:
At this moment a thought sweeps my mind,
Shall I also go down the horizon,
Just like sun,
To be born again and seek you
In my next life
And next and next and next...... [1973]
What we are...
Two souls separated by a distance
Two hearts engaged with their own lives
Two spirits misplaced in each own horizon
Two people shackled by their own destiny
That’s what we are…
Love was introduced breaking the distance
Hope brings together the different lives
Faith binds two souls together in one horizon
Candles of passion burns the written destiny
That’s what we are…
Only time can tell and erase the distance
An eternal flame will burn the rest of our lives
Burning intensity you can see across the horizon
The scars of love and tenderness will rewrite destiny
That’s what we are…
poem by Kay Barcelon
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Beyond the horizon
sea and sky
the horizon
casting the line
beyond is god
marking this life
from the next
to understand
where we go
after this life
we can go chase
the horizon
seeking knowledge
it is a trip
and not a desination
the pleasure
is in the sea
of experiences
unraveling each
new mystery
beyond the answer
hides another answer
beyond the horizon
another horizon
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Mighty Volcano
Anything is more special than this,
My evenings combine and form belief.
A mountain sends quakes into the horizon,
We watch and listen for the spectacle to end.
Finishing is one idea, completing can be an action,
Of this secret weather, the sliding action.
A mountain is this volcano, a crater is of doom,
Making us gone in a day and night, the stupid dress.
Seas have angered us in the past, but what mighty volcano!
We need no anguish and no hurt from the beast of rocks,
So if you can compare this suspense, what are you?
poem by Naveed Akram
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A New Horizon
Coming above is a new horizon, for all who are found in The Son,
But this horizon you can not see, as this horizon friend, is Eternity.
The Son is The Lord Jesus Christ, and the horizon is Eternal Life.
And no man can truly conceive this new horizon for all who believe.
This new horizon has much to behold, in a world that won’t grow old,
This world will be awesomely bright, for Jesus Christ will be the Light.
With this new world being totally pure, it shall endure forevermore.
Sin and darkness will be no more, they will be absent forevermore.
This new horizon was meant for all, to put behind man’s sin and fall,
This New Paradise that has no time, for it is Eternal by God’s design.
And even our bodies, racked with sin, are being renewed from within.
Although we have spiritually died, are new bodies shall be Glorified.
By God, Eternal beings we were made, this is why we’ve been saved,
God saved us from the Eternal Fire, for this my friend, is God’s desire.
Christ died so we won’t perish, and He is the one to eternally cherish.
For it’s only through God’s Son, that we can enter His Eternal Horizon.
To enter into Heavenly Paradise, it must be under the Blood of Christ,
His atoning work will wash your sin; you only have to believe in Him.
You will enter Paradise for sure, when you fully trust Christ as Lord.
But if you reject God’s Only Son, you will be facing a bleak horizon.
Beyond the Time
Ships leaving the port,
Disappearing,
Being seemingly eaten
By the mobile horizon,
Slipping
Into the crack
Of the time mirror,
That crack holding
The roots of our existence,
Adorning the solemnity
Of death.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Between the Now and Then
Upon horizon, night to day ~
there between the now and then,
I often pause along the way,
to tiptoe through the moonlit glen ~
or perhaps take in sun's light,
night to day ~ day to night.
Upon horizon, day to day ~
there between the then and now,
as seasons grow along the way,
to crease the face of timely brow ~
or perhaps steal time away,
day to day ~ day to day.
Upon horizon, day to night ~
there between the now and then,
I stand beneath my autumn light,
bereft as memory calls again ~
to pain the heart with bygone sight,
Night to day ~ day to night.
Upon horizon, night to night ~
there between the then and now,
I know that winter casts its sight,
on one last leaf that will not bow ~
to frost within its golden sight,
night to night ~ night to night.
Upon horizon, night to day ~
there between the now and then,
I know my spring will fade away,
and summer's soft remember when
will echo gently autumn's way ~
day to night ~ night to day....
Winter's near ~ Winter's near......
poem by Hazelmarie Elliott
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Witchery Knows!
Witchery knows what it means
When the oats and the barley, the wheat and the beans,
Have been built into stacks and the stubbles are bare;
When the woodlands are flaming in russet and rose,
When there's rime on the grass and a nip in the air,
Witchery knows!
Witchery knows very well
When the gorse-tops are shaking down there in the dell,
And a Whip like a statue waits under a tree,
That the moment has come to be up on her toes
And reaching her lean little head to her knee-
Witchery knows!
Witchery knows how to creep
When the banks are still blind and the ditches are deep,
When a double looms up scarce a cat could get through,
While his true tongue beyond it old Ruffian throws,
Little Witchery knows how to take it in two-
Witchery knows!
Witchery knows how to race
When the hard-riding leaders are cramming on pace
And the dog-hounds are lifting it over the plough;
She hears the glad horn and the challenge it blows,
And she knows how to answer that merry tow-row-
Witchery knows!
Witchery knows the whole game
From the find of a fox to the death of the same;
And she knows when the woods in full splendour are dressed,
And the berries hang black where the elder-bush grows,
That it's time for a good mare to gallop her best-
Witchery knows
!
poem by William Henry Ogilvie
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Just Over The Horizon
Just over the horizon
there's a love that waits for me.
Just over the horizon,
the place that I can't see
is where we'll meet again my love
and then we will be free
to share again the warmth of love
to shine upon our face.
I look toward that horizon
somewhere out in space.
I am comforted in the knowing
that what I felt with you
is burning brightly every day
right beyond the blue.
There is no end to a love like ours.
There's only another start.
So wait for me, my sweet one
until I do depart
and travel over the horizon
to meet you with a kiss.
It will all come together for us
into eternal bliss.
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poem by Edwina Reizer
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Walt understood all of those things, and even common things about people. For instance: Usually you get your idea of what kind of day it is by looking at the horizon, because the horizon is your eye level. So what Walt did is to eliminate the horizon.
quote by John Hench
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Pulling Your Own Weight
Individual,
Caught up with a smiling lady!
Interacted,
Engaged with a lovely lady!
Conversation,
But you stopped your act with the status of your muse!
And like carrying your own load and pulling your own weight,
But i am ambushed in the night always by your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Warrior
Wasnt there a time
When no one lived in pain
Zero down to zero
But a warrior
The innocence of birth
The power of the earth
Out of all thats good
Comes a warrior
Time - is it you who changes minds
Suing us - for something weve not done
Stealing the heroes - all the guiding lights, to find the way
Justice has been gone
To pieces for so long
Some killers call themselves
A warrior
Warriors with no pride
Committing suicide
The picture of a man
Thats your warrior
cause hes a warrior
Yes, hes a warrior
He fights for peace and freedom
cause hes a warrior
Yes, hes a warrior
He fights for peace and freedom
Think about the time
Where manhood promised pride
And history was made
Just by warriors
We have to face the world
And hope that someones heard
Who could replace a man
Like the warrior
cause hes a warrior
Yes, hes a warrior
He fights for peace and freedom
cause hes a warrior
Yes, hes a warrior
He fights for peace and freedom
Time - is it you who changes minds
Suing us - for something weve not done
Stealing the heroes - all the guiding lights, to find the way
cause hes a warrior
Yes, hes a warrior
He fights for peace and freedom
cause hes a warrior
Yes, hes a warrior
He fights for peace and freedom
cause hes a warrior..........
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Eternal Sea
Going to the sea is kind,
Ally yourself with humanity,
Then concentrate on the horizon,
Full seas belatedly arise from us.
Go to the heavens in a day or week,
This time it isn't so easy,
For heaven is like Paradise,
And this seems mean,
But really the heavenliest prophets
Can be seen,
On the horizon
Far too glorious
And eternal.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Horizons
I want to want to sail a boat across the sea
Four winds four winds in the sails and in me
See all the all the time I wasted from you
Got to got to get so closer to you
I see the horizon of your love
I see the horizon of your love
The navigation of desire in my heart
Leads me leads me across the oceans so far
Horizon ahead ahead I can see your face now
So long so long I must say goodbye now
Of your looking looking for the buried treasure
Dig down dig down and find that buried love
song performed by by INXS
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In This Whole Life
When you have finished this scarce show
I will scare you into a closure of sins;
Bring me another action of your selling,
Law and scans of the varieties are solidly
Made to the tune of some start.
Where or when do we try to stay believably
Quiet?
Underneath the tree of stones and labor?
No, this lance of the starry sky is dawn
And the horizon. Halt to the name of his frame.
The horizon. The glory of your name.
Inside this tyrant called our very star
Is a sandwich to consume from fierce
Parties of endeavor, the lunch completes
The show.
Why did we try a little trunk of a tree
To bathe our library?
This building is nature's calm,
And it strikes according to charm,
Making you bidder of the art
Of climbing.
The scarcity of the horizon in full view
Instigates our pleasures,
As the wading of trees staggers us,
As we lie on the grass of an orchard
In this whole life.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Cactus
silhouetted against
a blazing sky
a thinning horizon
absorbing the dirge
of the stretching dunes
narrating the stories
hidden behind each particle
of life lived
of lives buried…
in stoic silence
there she stands
the forlorn queen of the desert
wearing a lone flower
amidst her shielding thorns
02 aug 2010
14.07
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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There's another horizon out there, one more horizon that you have to make for yourself and let other people discover it, and someone else will take it further on, you know.
quote by Gordon Parks
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Harvest Of Friendship
For Carol Gall & Patti Masterman
Friendships can come
from many places near and far,
sometimes even half a world away
with faces we cannot see,
but their touch we can always feel.
Invisible hands reach out
across the miles to gently touch another’s.
Unbreakable links are forged,
bonds never to be unbroken.
Silent voices of strangers are suddenly heard,
welcomed in from the silence
to a voice never heard.
Strength is gathered in
to defeat the demons
of a sometimes lonely life
as we harvest friendships into our lives.
Friendships and distance no longer matters.
Hands now link to chain a message
that no matter who we are
a candle of hope is on the horizon
to light up many lives.
8 December 2009
poem by David Harris
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Own Place Of The City
Kevin was born in his own place of the city,
The predators engaged in conversation.
This haunted land was joined with him,
An early enemy concerned him, wanting, waiting.
In this ruined city there lived a boy called Kevin,
Once his life gained momentum they engaged
In conversation, forcing him to concede his secret.
Those merchants of evil concealed their evil
And wandered into the city forming bands of evil.
Wanting, waiting, the vagabonds learnt what fresh news arose,
Learning yet again, the giants rode their fight to conversation.
Kevin was in a place of safety, as the giants rose
Like plants of goodness, roots strong,
And always like trees of old.
Kevin never gaped at their weapons and words,
For gigantic help forced him to recite the world.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The mortality of a horizon
The mortality of a horizon
~
What clouds roll on the horizon
Endless beyond the eye
Beyond thought and rhyme
Beyond the reach of a voice
Full beautiful and poetic
Ode to the tapestry of life
And man in full mortality
Falls to a nothingness
Nature in all its wild beauty
Captivates creation
In dying a new life awaits
Seasoned history has spoken
The falling acorn grows
Seeded into the bosom of earth
To stand tall, majestic
There silhouetted upon the horizon
Amongst the rolling clouds
Endless beyond all time
poem by Matthew Holloway
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