Swift Melody
Of course the melody was swift,
Calling itself a realm then,
My swift defiance of this maelstrom
Met with more disagreements.
For the sounds of grace met eternity
As this sound of the treading was forever.
A path mainly swept by the wind
Became my annoyance once more
As it meandered through the dark forest
As a bell of much importance.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Heaven
The Lord God shall overwhelm, our hearts in that eternal realm,
With bodies that will last forever, while sin surrounds us never,
Now freed from all earthly strife, when we enter into eternal life,
Surrounded in an eternal peace, in a realm that shall not cease.
We will find nothing on earth, to compare with Heaven’s worth,
A pure realm of Eternal Bliss, filled with God’s Righteousness,
With all believers home in Heaven, far from our days of seven,
Now, a timeless realm with Christ, as we enter into Eternal Life.
All who The Lord calls His Own, shall gather around His Throne,
Where God will guide me and you, in Eternity, with much to do,
While we serve The King of kings, in His realm of eternal things,
And our service to Christ my friend, shall never come to an end.
With a new body, that shall last, forever, not bodies of the past,
Receiving eternal bodies, glorified, to live forever at God’s side,
Right by the side of Christ Jesus, for all eternity will be all of us,
All who came to Christ, in faith, all saved by God, by His Grace.
Grace, that allows us to enter in, a Holy Heaven, despite our sin,
Sin, which was cleansed at Calvary, to provide us Life Eternally,
For by His Blood we’re purified, so up in Heaven, we can reside,
With our God and Creator, thanks to Christ, our Lord and Savior.
The Western Wind.
The western wind
so hot for me to bear
so cold for me to fear
the brat icared for
caried away by the wind
too haevy for me to carry
too light for me to leave
weighty as an iron rod
free from the control of human
The western wind!
the cold in it i adore
the heat in it i can't absorb
fresh to change a rough life
swift and calm do i admire it
the passion in it do i aspire
the joy in it do i require
too expensive for me acquire
though it is my greatest desire
to be carried away by the swift western wind
and never to return
The western wind! !
of which affection tends to be hot
but whose attention seems to be cold
it brought me to a junction of faint decision
I do not know which path to tread
The western wind
my greatest desire and my highiest panic.
poem by Kumolu Ayowale
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Swept Away
I was lying there
Lying on the beach
I dreamed you where there
Feel the heat
The sun and the waves
When you touch my hand
We were on a desert island
I had a dream
I was swept away
You and I are on an island
Where I thought the storm would never end
I saw your light on the horizon
And I knew that I was blown away again
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
cause nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
The rise and fall is endless
The risk you run of being lost in blue
You caught my drift while I was restless
When the current flows
Im gonna go with you
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
For a day
Or maybe for a lifetime
Break away
Is he throwing me a lifeline
As I say
That this will be the last time
Swept away
Will it end with you?
I was swept away
Swept away
Swept away
No it wont, no it wont
No it doesnt matter
Nothing last forever
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Grand Importance
A great deal of importance is attached
To the realm we are dwelling.
The real importance and grandness
Is gravely awesome, much too awesome.
The melee is sounding like training and braining,
Like something called a maelstrom,
A circular current of water,
The waters are so awesome.
Much is the sign we give
To those in trouble, and who are molested
In our world, so guarded and trained.
We live in understandings and training,
Loathing the future of magic.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Swept Away
(d. hall/s. allen)
I was lying there
Lying on the beach
I dreamed you were there
Feel the heat
The sun and the waves
When you touch my hand
We were on a desert island
And I had a dream
I was swept away
You and I are on an island
Where I thought the storm would never end
I saw your light on the horizon
And I knew that I was blown away again
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
cause nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing lasts forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
The rise and fall is endless
The risk you run of being lost in blue
You caught my drift while I was restless
When the current flows
Im gonna flow with you
No it doesnt matter
Yeah, it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
No it doesnt matter
No it doesnt matter
cause nothing last forever
Nothing last forever
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
I was swept away
I was swept away
I was swept away with you
For a day
Or maybe for a lifetime
Break away
Is he throwing me a lifeline
If I say
That this will be the last time
Swept away
Will it end with you?
I was swept away
Swept away
Swept away
No it wont, no it wont
No it doesnt matter
Nothing last forever
song performed by by Diana Ross
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A Presentiment
'Oh father, let us hence--for hark,
A fearful murmur shakes the air.
The clouds are coming swift and dark:--
What horrid shapes they wear!
A winged giant sails the sky;
Oh father, father, let us fly!'
'Hush, child; it is a grateful sound,
That beating of the summer shower;
Here, where the boughs hang close around,
We'll pass a pleasant hour,
Till the fresh wind, that brings the rain,
Has swept the broad heaven clear again.'
'Nay, father, let us haste--for see,
That horrid thing with horned brow,--
His wings o'erhang this very tree,
He scowls upon us now;
His huge black arm is lifted high;
Oh father, father, let us fly!'
'Hush, child;' but, as the father spoke,
Downward the livid firebolt came,
Close to his ear the thunder broke,
And, blasted by the flame,
The child lay dead; while dark and still,
Swept the grim cloud along the hill.
poem by William Cullen Bryant
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It Is What It Is
Life is simply what it is, but I’m blessed to know Jesus,
Who is my guide in this life, even in the pain and strife,
He’s indeed a light to me, in dark times to help me see,
Christ is forever by my side, as God helps me to abide.
To abide in Christ is a must, when in God I put my trust,
With trust, comes His Grace, guiding me place to place,
While I live my life in faith, He supplies abundant Grace,
Grace sufficient for my need, as the Living Word I heed.
His Word lights the path I trod, led by The Truth of God,
Truths not always easy to bear, but, I am under His care,
Shielded from unknown harms, safe in everlasting arms,
Wherever my path may lead, Christ supplies every need.
Secure in God’s arms of love, as I’m led from up above,
With God above is security, knowing my path to eternity,
Even through trials below, grace and mercy He will show,
To all souls who live this life, for the Savior, Jesus Christ.
And so this life, I live for Him, in this world cursed by sin,
Through hard times of pain, as I have eternity yet to gain,
For this life is nothing friend, compare to life with no end,
Not here but in eternal life, living forever with Jesus Christ.
To A Lady Playing The Harp
Thy tones are silver melted into sound,
And as I dream
I see no walls around,
But seem to hear
A gondolier
Sing sweetly down some slow Venetian stream.
Italian skies--that I have never seen--
I see above.
(Ah, play again, my queen;
Thy fingers white
Fly swift and light
And weave for me the golden mesh of love.)
Oh, thou dusk sorceress of the dusky eyes
And soft dark hair,
'T is thou that mak'st my skies
So swift to change
To far and strange:
But far and strange, thou still dost make them fair.
Now thou dost sing, and I am lost in thee
As one who drowns
In floods of melody.
Still in thy art
Give me this part,
Till perfect love, the love of loving crowns.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Annoyance Of A Family
1When you part of a family you face your ups and downs, you faces what goes and what comes back around, you face the headaches, heartbreaks, and most importantly the stupid mistakes. You face all of this and more and it always feels as though it is a chore.3But family is the most important thing anyone should adore. Family last for ages, through stone, through sand, family lasts even though a person needs to take a stand. Family is forever, and forever it shall be, no matter what you do, family is always within your destiny.5Family can be joyful as bell, but the one thing family always are, is annoying as hell. Annoyance any family shall be for it feels like their annoyance last for eternity, yet you love them with all your heart.7Towards the end of life from the start. Your with them even when the not near you, and for as their not in your sight there in your heart, to the moment you leave from the moment you had your start.9 Family is the only thing that last through the ages, from generation, and so forth, until true separation is in course, for then it is genocide of fellowship that often becomes remorse.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Song's End
THE CHIME of a bell of gold
That flutters across the air,
The sound of a singing of old,
The end of a tale that is told,
Of a melody strange and fair,
of a joy that has grown despair:
For the things that have been for me
I shall never have them again;
The skies and the purple sea,
And day like a melody,
And night like a silver rain
Of stars on forest and plain.
They are shut, the gates of the day;
The night has fallen on me:
My life is a lightless way;
I sing yet, while as I may!
Some day I shall cease, maybe:
I shall live on yet, you will see.
poem by John Howard Payne
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The Forest
Pear-tree.
By woodman’s edge I faint and fail;
By craftsman’s edge I tell the tale.
Chestnut-tree.
High in the wood, high o’er the hall,
Aloft I rise when low I fall.
Oak-tree.
Unmoved I stand what wind may blow.
Swift, swift before the wind I go.
poem by William Morris
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Poetry is
poetry is like a samurai
cutting though the page
swift and brutal
leaving nothing in its path
poetry is like a vampire
draining the ink of many
dark with fear
or light and pale
poetry is like pi
never ending
never finished
going on and on forever
and different from the rest
with each word
poetry is like water
over flowing
peace at times
destructive when angry
poem by Lexxiey Scott
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Amazing Songs
Open the book of love so crying over you,
Over you the volumes of work are written.
Offer music so beloved underneath the feet,
Dancers will follow for the book of love is near.
Musical sounds are like a melody of importance,
Enrapturing our minds as long as we live, forming sounds.
This book of sound carries new meaning superbly,
Amazement corners our mind with action and ammunition.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sounds
What are the sounds we love to hear,
the sounds that bring us joy?
They are all the sounds we've listened to,
sounds that don't destroy
how you feel or how you react
when they reach your ear.
They touch a certain part of you
that sometimes brings a tear
of joy.
A child's laughter so innocent and pure,
a rolling wave down at the shore,
a sound of comfort from a spoken word,
a sound of wind chimes in the air,
a sound of silence while in prayer,
a sound of white noise when you sleep,
a sound of joyful tears you weep.
These sounds and many, many more
can change a person's mood.
They soothe your body and your mind
so nothing can intrude
upon your joy.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Dark illusion
Walking in a dark path
No help reached out to me
Walking in a dark path
Blind and still can't see
Walking in a dark path
Heart beats no longer heard
Walking in a dark path
Not even the sound of a bird
Walking in a dark path
Where am i is this real?
Walking in a dark path
No, it cant be, I've healed.
poem by Yolanda Salas
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Music
When music sounds, gone is the earth I know,
And all her lovely things even lovelier grow;
Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies.
When music sounds, out of the water rise
Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes,
Rapt in strange dreams burns each enchanted face,
With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place.
When music sounds, all that I was I am
Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came;
And from Time's woods break into distant song
The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.
poem by Walter de la Mare
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As the Clouds that are so Light
As the clouds that are so light,
Beautiful, swift, and bright,
Cast shadows on field and park
Of the earth that is so dark,
And even so now, light one!
Beautiful, swift and bright one!
You let fall on a heart that was dark,
Unillumined, a deeper mark.
But clouds would have, without earth
To shadow, far less worth:
Away from your shadow on me
Your beauty less would be,
And if it still be treasured
An age hence, it shall be measured
By this small dark spot
Without which it were not.
poem by Edward Thomas
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Forever Young
May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
And may you stay forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you stay forever young
May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the light that's surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you always stay forever young
May your hands always be busy
And your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the wind of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And your song may it be sung
And may you stay forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you stay forever young
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Song of the Cattle Hunters
While the morning light beams on the fern-matted streams,
And the water-pools flash in its glow,
Down the ridges we fly, with a loud ringing cry --
Down the ridges and gullies we go!
And the cattle we hunt -- they are racing in front,
With a roar like the thunder of waves,
As the beat and the beat of our swift horses' feet
Start the echoes away from their caves!
As the beat and the beat
Of our swift horses' feet
Start the echoes away from their caves!
Like a wintry shore that the waters ride o'er,
All the lowlands are filling with sound;
For swiftly we gain where the herds on the plain,
Like a tempest, are tearing the ground!
And we'll follow them hard to the rails of the yard,
O'er the gulches and mountain-tops grey,
Where the beat and the beat of our swift horses' feet
Will die with the echoes away!
Where the beat and the beat
Of our swift horses' feet
Will die with the echoes away!
poem by Henry Kendall
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Forest Sprite III
'Twas a night of full moon splendor
I lay restless in my bed,
A haunting, magic melody
Danced rainbows in my head;
Sleep was not an option,
My mind now full awake -
I grabbed my coat and lantern
Thought a midnight walk I'd take;
I wandered toward the wooded path,
The night was full of sound,
The moon cast eerie shadows
On the dampened leaf strewn ground;
Now entering the forest dark
I thought I saw a light
Away off in the distance
In the misty woodland night;
My ears detected laughter
And music crystal clear -
A most enchanting fairy ring
From nowhere did appear;
Tiny dancing fairies spun
In circles round and round -
Their tiny wings did flutter
As they hovered o'er the ground;
Rainbow colored forest sprites
Did chase each other after,
Then tumble down upon the ground
In giggling fits of laughter;
As I moved to better see
I stepped upon a branch -
Then instantly the fairy sprites
Did freeze within their dance;
Then quickly in a blinking eye
The ring did twirl and scatter -
Leaving golden sparkles in
A mist of fairy matter;
Once again the midnight sounds
Returned as if on cue,
The fairy ring had disappeared
To where? I have no clue;
Slowly now I wander back
Into my lucid world,
I'd stepped into a magic land -
My mind had been unfurled;
Yet still I question what I saw,
And wonder at its meaning -
Had I crossed into another realm,
Or was I merely dreaming?