Effects are made as causes
.The sun rises in the east; no,
It is the east where it rises.
The sun is the farthest in winter; no,
It is winter when it’s the farthest.
We mistake the cause for the effect.
06.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ecliptic Arguments Haunt Water Erosion Sphinx
mysterious Sphinx stretches
paws out deep into desert sands
watching stars span satin ages
mystery tranquility peacefully
Sphinx lies timeless built exactly
on east-west axis gaze perfectly
sun greeting equinoctial marker
set due east of Giza necropolis
Sphinx red rising sun illuminates
summer solstice latitude Gaza
sun rises 28 degrees north of east
winter solstice at latitude Gaza
sun rises 28 degrees south of east
at equinoxes sun always rises due east
an accurate reference to cardinal
direction high precision design gaze set
due east Sphinx is an equinoctial marker
targets exact position of sunrise at dawn
ancient astronomers built Sphinx when
2500BC focused upon zodiacal constellation
Taurus houses sun on spring equinox
yet Sphinx is built as significant form leonine
in 10,500 BC our sun rises into Leo constellation
ecliptic arguments haunt water erosion sphinx
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Belloc IV
Take no councils from the east:
old Eden was the place,
remember, where in arrogance
our parents fell from grace.
The east is where the sun crops up-
the young and callow sun
that friend and foe alike alack
so goldenly smiles on.
Yeh, so he rises in the east
and yes, his beams are pretty
but those that truck in such sweet yeast
shall bank but scorn and pity.
And, though he rises in the east
remember, mum, the west
is where, day done, his work complete,
he comes at last to rest.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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A Woman
I am a woman and i am alone here,
So i need a man to warm me up from the winter's cold;
For i am dying over here and i need love because,
The sun rises from the east.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In The East
I am in the east
And the sun rises in the east.
I am in the east
I am under self-rule
And you are always
Follow me
And doing is following.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Hey! I am so restless - Original by Rabindranath Tagore
Hey! I am so restless
I long for the Farthest!
Days go by one by one
I look through the window
To see if He has come –
I want His touch so very much!
O the Farthest, the huge Farthest
Your flute’s music makes me impressed
So I forget I have no wing
And this small earth is my address!
I am absent-minded!
O the huge Farthest
I am indifferent as if I am dead!
In the sunny idle day
Trees make sound and shadows play!
The sky seems like your blue eyes!
If you could come here to stay!
O the Farthest, the huge Farthest
Your flute’s music makes me impressed
So I forget my room is locked
It’s of no use to try my best!
poem by Asif Andalib
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When The East Awakes
When the east awakes,
The west goes to bed.
The east then keeps vigil...
Until the day does fade,
While the east wants rest.
Just then jumping on his
Feet rises the west.
God has divided duty
In such a divine way!
We must not break His law,
To usher in the good day!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Rises From The East
You pray facing the east with your back facing the west!
And, you do worship the sun which rises from the east! !
But, have you come up with another theory?
For, the fact is now laid bare in 'Ezekiel 8: 16'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sunrise In Life)
As the sun rises in the east
rays glitter with light of hope
sun's beam dances in unison
through the sky it stands regal
shows beauty and magic.
Cry out the pains that linger
darkness will soon die
as the sun will shine
to brighten every soul
soothes the ached heart
in life the sun rises bright.
poem by by unknown author
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A Belloc III
From western councils turn your face
those salamander cells!
seek you councils in the east
where truth, a maiden, dwells.
Remember, where the sun shines first-
he rises in the east
and only when he leaves those courts
descends to western steeps.
His promises are pink and pure
and delicately given-
goldenly he holds the ear
and countenance of heaven.
He cannot help to further rise
and wane in warmth and light:
to those who see him in the east
a perfect second sight.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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A Winter Message
A flake of snow in flurry thro’ the air
Had landed as a kiss upon my cheek:
A secret message, just for me to share;
To take to heart but never dare to speak
About or presuppose to other eyes
Your open feelings – distant though they are.
And so, upon your lips, my OWN surprise:
A flake of snow returned from me afar.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
winter winter winter winter icy winter
winter winter winter winter icy winter
winter winter winter winter icy winter
winter winter winter winter icy winter
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Wild East
(ian hunter)
Well its tuesday night
How Id like to be inside at this time
Watchin t.v. is killin me
Its such a drag tonight
I feel like jason
Just found a rusty fleece
And the cyclops all laughin at me
You cant tame wild east
Wild east wild east
Wild east wild east
Now some cynic from the methadone clinic
He keeps on bothering me
He writes all my lyrics backwards on diapers
And hangs em from the local trees
Watch out, white boy
Dont argue with a sawn off piece
Im a crazy son, mama
I love the grease of wild east
Wild east wild east
Wild east wild east
Wild east wild east
Wild east wild east
Now jezebel dont feel too well, she talks to jane
bout a one way conversation on a subway train
Hey! they took away her wallet and her valise
Love hate, love hate, love hate, love hate, wild east
Wild east wild east
Wild east wild east
Wild east wild east
Wild east come on crazy wild east
(repeat and fade)
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Sun rises and all wake up
The Sun rises and all wake up
And engaged in their works
The Sun rises and knowledge spread
Smile entire creation
The Sun rises and eyes opened
The sun rises and sucks water
To return the same in multiple colors
The sun is the soul of entire world.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Fleshing Out Mind
to eye of flesh
sun rises east
sets round moon.
to eye of mind
we spin in space
and will so ever do
poem by Doug Bentley
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Keep me warm
A winter day will sometimes bring me the
flu, but I always wait on the blazing sun that
rises every now and then in winter season,
warm sunshine, warm you are, every morning
you bring your life, your lucent light warm up my
fingers, my face my body, sometimes my nose I
can't feel, but you indulge my face and warm my
cold days, your risen in winter season is like
seen you giving birth to life, winter, winter wont
give me the blues, nor make my days gloomy,
there will always be you cheerful and bright,
my mornings you bring the gift of sunlit, a glint
of sunshine can make me feel blessed,
unalterable you are, sovereign, enigmatic
and brilliant to all beings.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Sunrise, Sunset
O Sun, When you rise,
It’s morning dawn.
When you set,
It’s evening dusk.
O Sun, Seeing your beauty lighting
Shining on landscape from dawn
Shining on seascape from dusk
It comes from dawn to dusk.
O Sun, rise from East
O Sun, set to West
From East to West,
Celestial light comes and go,
Seasons come and go.
Here come four seasons
North to South, East to West
From Spring comes Autumn,
From Summer comes Winter.
O Sun, From rising East
To setting West
O Moon, Come rising East
To setting West
Cycle never end,
It’s endless cycle,
Seeing sunset every dusk,
Seeing sunrise every dawn.
Making us pondering..
Make us wondering
Where, When will be next..
Sunrise, sunset..
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Pale Morning Sun
Pale morning sun that rises in the east,
Spread wide your light,
And let the warming blush be thus increased,
To shine more bright.
Welcome the dawn and so enhance the sky,
With colours that unite,
A vision there displayed, food for the eye,
Quick changing sight.
A new day now unfolds, and in its glow,
The scene is quite
Breathtaking. Subtle shades soft and mellow,
Just fine and right.
Pale morning sun, that rises, burn more strong,
And so invite,
Nature to call awake the melody of birdsong,
From out the night.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Curiosity
I always said I would never take the magic carpet ride
Yet curiosity took hold and I had no place to hide
As I spiralled into a wonderland of my own surreal creation.
And here I awaiting Alice to return, here I remain
Burning the images I keep of her and praying,
Hoping for the ability to cope with lasting
Another age in anticipation of her presence.
I burn so that I may paint anew just as
Springtime green stems from winter blue.
She rises, Goddess of the blanket sky
She rises, the kiss of dawn in her eyes.
poem by David Lacey
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Winter's love
Winter, has the charm of life,
Winter, is like my wife.
Winter is my love,
Winter is my dream of always ''wow''
I always wait for winter like its friend,
the trees in winter always bend, having its branches like the ghosts arms.
they are my always my eye's charms.
do you love winter as i do?
poem by Leah Dsouza
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Midwinter Spring
Cloudless sky big and blue,
pale yellow sun warms clear air.
Now comes a new day;
a new season begins,
where winter has been.
Where sorrow has been
a tiny huge shift toward healing,
toward hope.
A new season begins
where winter has been.
Fragile warmth touches chill soil,
tender shoots push toward the surface
seeking nourishing rays.
A new season begins
where winter has been.
A heart slowly opens in tentative inches,
pain still fresh and loud within;
blue sky reaches down.
A new season begins
where winter has been.
The chatter of baby birds
rises on fresh air,
touches the ear, turns the mind.
The heart hears a tiny huge voice consoling.
A new season begins
where winter has been.
(1/2009)
Hand In Hand, Come Lets Love...
A dream it was, just a dream-
we were walking together with hand in hand
towards the Sun set where the sky and the earth
seemed to be holding together
you the emotional and impractical was arguing,
that they were destined to be together as we do-
me the practical with rationale was saying,
that for all eternity it can't be true;
we have walked a long way, the Sun has left the horizon
and the moon has taken his place with a gleam,
still we walked together with hand
in hand, into places unknown,
hoping to know, what's there at the end of the ends
and at the farthest of the farthest places-
each one trying to prove the other wrong, but wanna
see it for ourselves, with what's there after all-
blessed by thee, do they get to be together
or are they cursed to not to be
for all the distance we have walked together
and all the places left behind
the sky and the earth still seemed to be holding
together in the end of the ends and in the farthest
of the farthest places; so we were, holding ourselves
together with hand in hand, walking with stride to stride;
love is not there to be found or to be sought,
it is there to be lived, in every walk we walk
and every hold we hold, come what may, with hand
in hand together forever!
- to my love
poem by Senthil Kumar B
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