Rhyming with 'ay
This is a fun poem, where I was challenged to write only with sentences ending with 'ay' and not repeating a word more than once unless I really needed to. I may still amend it.
I try to pray
Almost every other day
That everything will be okay
Now I wish the sun could shine its rays
Moreover, winter should go away
Joyfully I will shout out ay, ay, ay
Maybe then ask for a wish from a flowery Fay
I wonder what I will say
I could wish for an increase in pay
Or ask to be content and harmoniously gay
Please send me silver pennies on a tray
Or perhaps just before my birthday
Reward me with a holiday
To the countryside where sheep bray
Until all the farmers, hairs are gray
Where grasses keep quiet to my dismay
And line up in greens of arrays
Where people shout hurray, hurray
And chickens deal with eggs they have to lay
Such a place I would like to stay
However, it has to have a quay
Ironed out with sands of clay
There are times I wonder in dismay ***
Why people suffer everyday
Hands take their time to slay
Others living things and betray
Our reasoning behind a bodies decay
Well while the sunshines make hay
So they say
Try not to be agile and affray
Take out time to play
Life requires some foreplay
Rewind your clock and replay
Some of your events today
Place objects in different outlays
Program your timing with some delay
Then you might see where you have gone astray
In the meantime you can stay
From Monday to Sunday and at midday
Keep quiet and silently on the bed lay
Listen to the sounds of the river bay
It will give you an insight to my ways
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Copyright 2005 Sylvia Chidi
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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That was yesterday
That was yesterday
Someone asked me
If I had fallen astray in any particular way
I replied, ’ That was yesterday, not today’
Yesterday
I took the sunshine without making any hay
Yesterday
I allowed all my silver white teeth to decay
Yesterday
I partied and played each and every other day
Yesterday
I made friends and became the traitor who betrayed
Yesterday
I worked hard without getting my rightful pay
Yesterday
I only listened to whatever others had to say
Yesterday
I was always sad and never wore a face jubilantly gay
That was yesterday
Today is today
Yesterday I fell astray
I think it was almost every other day
But that changed in the month of May
As I got down on my knees to pray
Yesterday, Yesterday is gone
I’m free
I’m free
From yesterdays race
I’m back home in my rightful place
Life is work and not just play
Those answers came without delay
Yes but! That was yesterday, not today
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Anger does not pay
Anger is red danger
But a familiar stranger
So It came as no surprise
At the times I have paid the price
More than the usual thrice
Before becoming very wise
The judge said
I should have been put in a cage
If one considers all the damage
I brought on with my rage
I knew
My anger was unreasonable
My anger was invincible
My anger was uncontrollable
But still very reversible
You see
In anger I always surrender
To the pressure I am under
In anger, I ungraciously lose
To the one I righteously accuse
In anger, I immoderately protest
Instead of letting things rest
Then trying responsibly to digest
And deal with issues best
So I say, So I say
Anger does not pay
Anger does not stay
Delay it from display
In time it will only go away
Now I know that
Anger does not pay
Anger does not stay
Calmness you should play
Before you begin to fall astray
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Dismay
They, they, the mythical they, we laugh a lot and talk all day
and still when I ask to go out and play-they stay, they stay
and happily weigh, the choice to pick up or joyfully slay
like a sparrow alone with God run away-dismay, this may, dismay...
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Somethings will never change
While the earth circulates in circles
Time cannot be frozen in a sudden miracle
And whilst the sun still rises and sets
Only a female has the ability to give birth
Solely the sensible
Know that death is inevitable
You know! I know! We know!
Some things will never change
Like growing older with age
A fire always burns with some rage
Some people are born to hate
Some people are late by trait
And the things we all care about
I number in three
'Money, love and life, ' I shout
These things are not for free
They come with a price
Sometimes a bitter sacrifice
We will always wander the earth
Stumbling upon birth and death
And what is even strange
Is with air we must exchange to stay alive
And we must continuously eat to survive
You know! I know! We know!
Events may be arranged or rearranged
And change is always bound to change
But some things will never change!
Like every beginning has an end
And let us not ignorantly pretend
Everyone has at least an enemy or friend
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The 1st of May
The 1st of May,
It’s a Solidarity Day.
I will not shout “Hurray”
But would like to say
For all peoples and nations
Join together! Live in peace!
In America and Greece,
In Iraq and Iran,
In India and Pakistan,
In China and Hong Kong
And so on and so on.
The history of this day is very significant one:
The workers of Chicago
Went on demonstration
For their rights.
They didn’t want any fights.
Today in my country
The 1st of May is a holiday.
We do not shout “Hurray”
As there is nothing to demonstrate.
But we love and celebrate this day
As it personify humanity and peace,
Beauty of our nature
And life as a wonderful adventure.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Chasing Madness
If it wasn't for a tax to pay,
Would we awaken everyday...
Pledging our desires to be obeyed?
And would we stay dreaming,
Our lives away for those fantasies prayed!
Dangling from a twisted patience,
In a delay we are taught is perfectly okay.
And,
If it was not for those things that tease,
Would we tolerate the sweating on hands and knees?
In a toil just to please,
Those opportunities we are kept to believe.
Some people wish for a quiet place to just sit.
Dismissing all the hustle and bustle.
And the nonsense of it!
With an earned peace of mind,
Wishing to forget...
The time spent wasted chasing madness.
And its associates.
Like lust and greed and those things not needed.
If it wasn't for a tax to pay,
Would we awaken everyday...
Pledging our desires to be obeyed?
Some people wish for a quiet place to just sit.
Wishing to forget...
The time spent wasted chasing madness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Today Is Monday
Today is Monday
What else can I say
Hate it as I may
I still need the pay
Today is Monday
Can't keep my mood at bay
So please stay away
If you don't want to be led astray
Today is Monday
Wish I can call it a day
Nothing I would say
Would make me happy and gay
Today is really Monday
When work cannot be shared
Nothing I can do but stare
Give me more if you dare
So..Monday please go away
I can't bear you to stay
Quickly come Saturday
Time for me to play
poem by Aed Hashim
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Increase in pay
I hear him humming
A song of increase in pay
The same tune he keeps on drumming
Day after day after day
'Increase in pay, ’ he says
'Increase in play, ' he says
Today his hair is whiter than grey
Thirteen increments of pay
But he still keeps on humming
The same tune he keeps on drumming
'Increase in pay, ’ he says
'Fewer hours, more power, ' he says
No more do they listen
Once they did when he glistened
Now they wait gently endlessly
Now they debate quietly mercilessly
'Delay the pay, ' they say
'Decrease the play, ' they say
Can't you see his hair has turned all grey?
Soon! Soon he shall only wither away!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Powerful People
Look at the powerful people
Stealing the sun from the day
Wish I could do something about it
When all I can do is pray
Its a lonely afternoon
With nowhere to go but my room
And sunday when theres time
I think of these things on my mind
And I dont know
Where I will go
Look at the ominous people
Draining the salt from the sea
Wish I could just stand up and shout it
Why cant they let goodness be
Oh its a lonely afternoon
With nowhere to go but my room
And some day when theres time
I think of these things on my mind
And I dont know
Where I will go
Come on you world wont you give a damn
Turn on some lights and see this garbage can
Time is the essence if we plan to stay
Death is in stride when filth is the pride of our home
Wish I could just stand up and shout it
Why cant they let goodness be
Oh its a lonely afternoon
With nowhere to go but my room
And sunday when theres time
I think of these things on my mind
Oh and monday theres no time
So I close both my eyes and Im blind
And I dont care where oh where is my prayer
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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You've Got to Pray
You've got to pray.
Whatever you're doing,
Drop it!
Stop and pray.
Don't delay a moment,
Give God praise!
Raise your voice and shout it.
Spend time with God today!
You've got to pray.
Whatever you're doing,
Drop it!
Stop and pray.
Don't delay a moment,
Give God praise!
Raise your voice and shout it.
Spend time with God today!
So many people think about nothing but themselves.
Wishing for selfish things.
And hoping that God will bring them.
Too many people...
Say they have no time!
And wonder why grief finds them whining...
Out of their minds!
You've got to pray.
Whatever you're doing,
Drop it!
Stop and pray.
Don't delay a moment,
Give God praise!
Raise your voice and shout it.
Spend time with God today!
You gotta pray.
That's what you gotta do!
You gotta pray.
Whatever you say don't delay,
And pray!
Give up the praise.
No doubt about it.
Stop to praise and pray.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Quiet... To Hold On
Each life needs
It’s own quiet place
Each life needs
To savor joy’s taste
A place where time stops
But for a moment worry is gone
Each life needs to quiet...
To hold on
Floating with the grace
Of the resting fawn
Each life needs to quiet...
To go on
Each life needs
A quiet place where tears can dropp
Where life’s eddies of trouble
Spinning downward
To be changed into joy
Foaming joy, floats to the top
Expanding like bubbles
Beginning to pop
Each life needs to quiet...
To bring their best to the top
It’s where all thoughts come together
Making the connections
In my heart and mind
I travel to this place by reflection
In this quiet place letting go
Can cause tears quite a bit
But like a river
Joy flows right through it
(Inspired by the memory of a weekend stay at the Cascade River after returning from the service.)
poem by Duane Botzek
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My Way
My Dad said son I'll teach you to drive,
Very soon on the road you'll thrive,
Driving will make you come alive,
Just listen to what I have to say.
Out we went he said to learn,
I hope you won't give me concern,
My total respect you'll have to earn,
I will not lead you astray.
Bad habits will not be tolerated,
Good ones will be celebrated,
Mistakes you make will be berated,
That's the message to you I convey.
Off I travelled on my first trip,
That's when he made his first quip,
Before long he was giving me lip,
He was filling me with dismay.
At other motorists he started to shout.
Common decency he did flout,
If truth be told he behaved like a lout,
My Dad was causing affray.
He was mild mannered when in the house,
Calm and docile as quiet as a mouse,
Yet here he was behaving like a louse,
It was a really terrible display.
He said when you get behind the wheel,
A secret to you I will reveal,
Fighting with others has a certain appeal,
It sounded like a cliché.
What happens to people when they enter a car?
They behave like some dictatorial tsar,
Suddenly their demeanour becomes so bizarre,
Their own principles they totally betray.
If you want to learn, forget family members,
The bad habits taught everyone remembers,
They can be as dangerous as burning embers,
Your first licence you will only delay.
I've now given up the lessons with my Dad,
Trying to learn from him was totally mad,
Now I've passed my test I feel so glad,
I Decided To Do It,
‘' My Way ‘'
1st of December
You must remember
Tomorrow is the first of December
It is time to start thinking
Of your new year resolutions
Avoid unnecessary temptations
Prevention is better than finding solutions
Give up the cigarette
Forget the day you first met
Give to the poor
Not after but before
Greet the elderly
With respect very carefully
Think of positive change
It is always there at close range
Give up the booze
It only stinks of ooze
Set aside time to pray
Set aside time to play
If you have to
Why not change your ways
Tomorrow is the first of December
Remember, a new beginning
Is always the way forward to winning
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Doors will open
Doors will shut, open and close
I ask of you not to cry
While your troubles stir and fry
I ask of you not to sigh
Write this down with a pen
I cannot say when
Nevertheless, doors will open
Find those loose ends and tie them with a knot
Make some effort
Do not listen to any buts
You are the main decider
The one and only jockey rider
Of your own track events
Try to be patient
Not all rewards are heaven sent
So write this down with a pen
I cannot say when
Nevertheless, doors will open
Believe in yourself
Set out your goals
Think about yesterday, today and tomorrow
Keep walking even if hit by blows
Sometimes progress itself is slow
Yet, when it strikes you out of the blue
You will realise that it is indeed true
Doors will open!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Christmas today!
Christmas today
Is celebrated in different ways
For lucky ones are Christmas presents
Waiting to be unwrapped under the Xmas tree
Others are still waiting for theirs to be sent
Strapping on to hope
That their presents will be free
Christmas today
Signifies cards, trees, and shopping malls
Let’s not forget the homeless people
Who have no one and are sobbing
Drink, Drink
Though not to a drunken stupor
Feast and feast
Before anorexia hits you to the core
Smile and smile, be merry yet weary
But please don’t forget the lonely
Who have no one and are sobbing
While you feast in prosperity
To charity you must give, remember
Especially in the month of December
Christmas today
Is a festive holiday
Appreciate it in all thy ways
For the man who died and gave birth to life
Is the reason why Christmas today has so far survived!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Bitter Winter Sweet
Bitter Winter Sweet
Clattering shivering teeth
Frosty icy streets
People yearning for hot meat
A snowman freezes without heat
Snowy flakes lined up neat
Children play, laugh and sit
Schools close down in defeat
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Victory Day
The 8th -9th of May – the Greatest Day,
the Saint Holiday – the Victory Day.
A holiday with glee and spree,
a holiday with tears that appear
remembering those soldiers,
the heroes of the Second World War.
Those hardcore days
we don’t want to face anymore.
That was the largest war
in the history of mankind,
I don’t want you to be blind
but to know and remember the facts:
almost 58 million of men were lost.
Wasn’t it the highest cost?
62 countries out of 73
fought against fascist regime
in one international team.
More than 80% of the Earth population
were involved in military operation,
covering the territories of 40 countries,
bringing only grief, hunger, sufferings and worries.
I looked at the pictures of those young guys,
those heroes of the Second World War
and tried to realize who they were before.
It’s difficult to guess but I would like to suggest:
among them was someone’s son
who had never seen a gun,
someone’s first student or a teacher,
someone’s darling, friend or a preacher.
They had laid down in the fields of fights
struggling for freedom and human rights.
They had given their lives for you and me,
for everyone to be free and live happily,
for the grass to be green,
for the sky to be blue and clean.
Someone in ancient times once said:
“If you want peace be ready for the war.”
These words are not for today.
Yes, we shout “Hurray! ”
But if we want peace
we have to do everything for love to increase
But not use military force
which is only the source of sufferings and the losses
with so many costs.
Yes, we celebrate this day and shout “Hurray”, say “Cheers”
wishing everyone live in lasting peace,
not to know a war decease.
We remember the most impressive celebration
when two nations: American and Russian soldiers
met on the banks of the Elbe and could finally see
the end of that horrible war.
With admiration and joyfully they embraced one another
as if they were old friends or even brothers.
So, today, on the 8th of May I would like to say:
Peoples of our planet Earth!
Remember! We are the part of the whole Universe.
Take care of our Land!
Everyone has to understand:
if you want peace
You have to do everything for love to increase.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Sweet Wine
Sweet wine
Lets feast and dine
Sweet wine
Tickle my taste buds
Sweet wine
Sharpen my senses
Make them finer than fine
Sweet wine
Red and white stay in line
Till I give you the sign
That you are mine
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Shout
Feel the rhythm, deep inside my soul
Feel the rhythm of my love
I want you
Revelation, absolutely stalls (???)
When you're giving it to me
Shout (shout), shout (shout)
Baby if you'd rather moan (???)
Shout (shout), shout (shout)
Baby if you'd rather moan (???)
Stay with me, stay with me
Stay with me, stay with me
In the mirror, you can see my face
You know what you do to me, you make me
Shout (shout), shout (shout)
Baby if you'd rather moan (???)
Shout (shout), shout (shout)
Baby if you'd rather moan (???)
Stay with me, stay with me
Stay with me, stay with me
Stay with me, stay with me
Stay with me, stay with me, yeah
(Yeah, eh eh)...(Yeah, eh eh)
a--a--a--a--a--a--a--a-a a--a--a--a--a--a--a--ahh
a--a--a--a--a--a--a--a-a a--a--a--a--a--a--a--ahh
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Submitted by Lucian Velea
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