001 My wish
A dawn of a new year
With hopes, believes, and those faith
To capture and to conquest those
All that I, wish and will
I wish let that battle not
Pain and fail no one’s will
But could conquer all those hearts
With love and joy that I could hand
Let this dawn could dusk my pains
My throes, my hurts and raven dreams
I wish I could spot my might
To take myself forward and on
Help me, Oh, my dear mate!
To make my ride fruitful and stride
I am sure… I will do that
Since I own your love and warmth
Sandhya
1.1.10
poem by Sandhya S.N
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Research on Cinderalla - after Shel Silverstein In search of Cinderalla
From dawn til dusk,
from land to land,
without too much ado,
I'd seek the perfect ankle,
From dawn til dusk
I'd stretch my hand
to virgin, husk, - not you! -
perceptions change, oh dear, they do!
perfection minds must rankle
In Search of Cinderella
From dusk to dawn,
From town to town,
Without a single clue,
I seek the tender, slender foot
To fit this crystal shoe.
From dusk to dawn,
I try it on
Each damsel that I meet.
And I still love her so, but oh,
I've started hating feet.
- Shel Silverstein
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Take Time Off To Relax! !
Behind each and every human,
Who has to work dusk to dawn,
Dawn to dusk or dawn to dawn,
There are few mouths at home,
Hopefully waiting for them,
To keep the food on the table,
to provide cloth and shelter,
to educate and medicate,
to love, care and cherish,
Most labor goes for love,
Love that we have,
Upon our loved ones,
our friends, society,
and our dear nation,
That energizes us,
To work tirelessly.
Happy Labor's day! !
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Broken Hearts
Two hearts joined
In the fate of love
Two hearts break
In the wings of a dove
One heart still loves
Still hopes, Still dreams
One heart hurts
One heart Screams
The heart that loves
Still hopes, Still dreams
That's my heart
Torn at the seams
The heart that hurts
The one that screams
That's his heart
Torn at the seams
Two hearts lost
A beloved lil dream
The hurt the pain
A never ending dream
The heart that's his
Threw it away
The love, The affection
An eventful day
Two hearts joined
But ripped and torn
Just as violent
As a winter storm
One heart still loves
Still hopes, Still dreams
To one day fix his
and sew up the seams
But one heart still hurts
Still cries, Still screams
That's his heart
With no more dreams
A heart confused
A heart in pain
That's his heart
A heart with no gain
Two hearts broken
Ripped at the seams
But two hearts Joined
Forever in their dreams
My heart hopes
That his heart sees
The love we share
Was meant to be
My heart waits
For his to return
My heart hopes
That his will learn
That my heart and his
......Were meant to be
poem by Rose Favela
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All The Time
Every step we take
our love for one another
follows us around.
It makes us stronger
whenever we are apart
and lets our love grow.
Each day we greet
the brand new day
arm in arm together
travelling down the rough roads,
but always
hand in hand.
All the time we walk
with love
constantly in our hearts,
from dawn to dusk
each
and every day.
4 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Working Man
I am a working man
up from dawn to dusk.
I till the fields to keep my family fed.
The soil is not my right,
but a gift to me.
If I handle it with care,
crops every year it rewards me.
I am a working man
and when my day is done,
the warmth of my family
fills the place I call home.
Every morning I see
the wonders of the rising sun
and as night approaches,
I watch the moon come up.
My life is sometimes hard,
but I know satisfaction of a job well done.
It is our daily bread,
where our money comes from.
God blessed me with this land
and I look after it for him.
For I am a working man
up from dawn to dusk.
26 November 2007
poem by David Harris
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And You Neve Say You Love Me
The moon shines her love on the darkened girth,
The magic of night fall pulls into the twilight zone,
Dreams of you sleep with me, ,
The dawn brings the daylight to the night
The sun ray's his love on mother earth.
Our love has had its dawn,
Has the dusk darkened thee?
For you never say you love me
poem by Ken e Hall
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Where found Love his yesterday?
WHERE found Love his yesterday?
When is Love's to-morrow? say.
Love has only now.
We can swear it, we who stand
In Love's present, hand in hand,
Thou and I, dear, I and thou.
By and by and Long ago;
Last month's buds, next winter's snow;
Love has only now.
Do we wot of rathe or sere
In Love's boundless summer year,
Thou and I, dear, I and thou?
Suns that rose and suns to set;
Gone for ever and Not yet;
Love has always now.
Do we count by dawn and night,
Dwelling in Love's perfect light,
Thou and I, dear, I and thou?
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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And You Never Say You love Me
The moon shines her love on the darkened girth,
The magic of night fall pulls into the twilight zone,
Dreams of you sleep with me, ,
The dawn brings the daylight to null the night
The sun ray's his love on mother earth.
Our love has had its dawn,
Has the dusk darkened thee?
For you never say you love me.
poem by Ken e Hall
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I Must Be...
I must be for thee, all that I may-
If but hope do I, to start to repay
The debt owed you for my heart's exalt,
As you safely guard it, in your own's vault!
I must be for thee, all that you need,
For each and every want, I shall indeed
Make any and all effort, to make retort-
For the pleasure of your consort,
It is the least I may do, yet, still-
Remiss, if all your dreams do not fulfill!
I must be for thee, all that you are for me;
My heart's valiant protector, my love's verity-
Many may find love, though, ne'er as have I,
My soul's solitary compeer is now nigh!
Perchance, my beloved, I may not have word
For explication proper, yet this is assured-
I was meant for to become, and be, for thee,
All that you need for your soul's mate, to be;
I am the Sun, which gives rise at dusk, to your Moon;
You are the love, which for me, could ne'er come too soon!
You are the beauty, combined, from all that doth surround;
You are a wonderment which shall perpetually astound;
I am the mighty tree, shaped by your constant wind;
You are the awe-inspiring grace, that naught could portend!
Beautiful words have been combined, for many a year,
In attempt to capture my heart's exalt, and lend it to an ear!
Art has been fashioned, as a form of homage
Or to present to the world, one love's own visage!
Songs have been written, trying to capture the essence
Of same, yet still, words are bereft to define this pleasance!
Wars have been fought, since the dawn of time, in it's name-
Alas, there be victors, the delimitation is still the same!
Love is what makes all other emotions even possible,
Yet, its explication remains enigmatically implausible!
Still the same, the search for its capture shall continue,
In every way imaginable-forum, form, function and venue!
Though, for we two, all I may do is still endeavor, same-
For I am ever-captivated, and you are virtuously, to blame!
As stated many times previous and in ways, many,
Naught is there to draw compare to thee, nor shall, any!
Maurice Harris,18 January 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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Sun and Sunflowers
the sunflower
finds the sun
much to love
dawn till dusk
moves to where
the sun has been
a pair of lovers
snuggling to where
it matters most
sun holds
nothing back
gives his all to
a faithful mate
who never shies
away from him
in your bossom
too is a sunflower
twiriling in sequence
to you for every
of our needs,
savour every scent,
warmth
radiating from
the source of both
our beings
evoking a sensual
exploratory journey
iresistible for us
despite the distance
laid out between us
i hold on to you and
bow to nature as it
tells us in its firm
silence within
ourselves
and tautly onto
our face
it is our hearts
that matter
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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At Dawn
At dawn…
The time when I feel all alone
When everybody is asleep
And are still catching some zzzz’s
At dawn…
The hour when the place is quiet
When I’m almost dumb and deaf
And silence is all I can hear
At dawn…
The break when my mind’s unloaded
When my body is free from pains
And my heart is filled with wonder
At dawn…
Each day with a date with God
I spend this quiet time in grace
Thanking Him for the night that passed
At dawn…
I pray to our Almighty Lord above
Praising Him for who He is-
An awesome and wonderful God
At dawn…
I plead for His help so I could do
All the tasks that I have to make
At dawn, and for the rest of the day
poem by Rose de Ramar
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Love Hurts
Boudleaux bryant
Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds, and mars any heart
Not tough or stong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud, holds a lot of rain
Love hurts......ooh, ooh love hurts
Im young , I know, but even so
I know a thing or two, and I learned from you
I really learned a lot, really learned a lot
Love is like a flame, it burns you when its hot
Love hurts......ooh, ooh love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
Theyre not foolin me
I know it isnt true ,i know it isnt true
Love is just a lie, made to make you blue
Love hurts......
Ooh, ooh love hurts,ooh, ooh love hurts
I know it isnt true, I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,made to make you blue
Love hurts......
Ooh, ooh love hurts, ooh, ooh love hurts
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Love Hurts
Love hurts, love scars,
Love wounds, and marks,
Any heart, not tough,
Or strong, enough
To take a lot of pain,
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Im young, I know,
But even so
I know a thing, or two
I learned, from you
I really learned a lot,
Really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when its hot
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
Theyre not foolin me
I know it isnt true,
I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, ooh,ooh love hurts
Ooh,ooh love hurts
[guitar solo]
I know it isnt true,
I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Ooh ooh love hurts
Ooh ooh...
song performed by by Nazareth
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Youll Be Gone
(words & music by r. west - e. presley - c. hodge)
Sweetheart were alone
And you are mine
Lets make this night a night to remember
Dont make our love a cold dying ember
For with the dawn, youll be gone
Hold me close in your arms as the night withers away
Lets not waste one precious kiss while were together
Oh please come to my arms and say youll love me forever
For with the dawn, youll be gone
Sweetheart when youre near
My heart is aflame
Your lips pressed on mine is heaven descending
And I could die because it is ending
For with the dawn, youll be gone
Let these passions we feel in our hearts never end
I could never share this feeling with another
Oh please say that you feel the same, therell be no other
For with the dawn, youll be gone
For with the dawn, youll be gone
For with the dawn, youll be gone
For with the dawn, youll be gone
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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I Love You.....
I love you; I love you so much,
I love you for true;
I love you in my thoughts,
I love you in my dreams;
I love you;
I love you when I am awake,
I love you when the dawn breaks;
I love you;
I love you when the dusk falls,
I love you every moment;
I love you;
I love you even when I am asleep
As my love for you is so deep;
I love you;
I love you as I am born for you,
I love you as you too are;
I love you;
I love you, I love you so much,
I love you for true;
I love you…
- to my love
poem by Senthil Kumar B
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In My Dream, light plays!
Night is the time,
Sleeping in infinite nothing,
becoming nothing in beloved
embrace,
forgetting everything! In the lap of beloved enjoy
dreams,
may some come true,
Some may not,
Observing dreams one sees the
light within,
Randomly light plays in my dream
At the dawn, with gentle breeze,
Dreams melt, innerlight into light
of world,
Never go back to sleep,
If you sleep at dawn,
What will be there at dusk? If dustfree dawn make you sleep,
Failing to Smile and work,
If can't feel lighter in the light of
dawn,
Sure the darkness covering light,
Will make you faint at dusk!
Seeds says seed of immortality
is packed in mortal seed coat!
DNA sings, its immortality
covered in mortality of seed,
Finally Life sings,
Immortality of life is packed in mortal DNA,
and Self whispers, my
immortality is sung by mortal
life!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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When Age Comes On
When Age comes on!--
'The deepening dusk is where the dawn
Once glittered splendid, and the dew
In honey-drips, from red rose-lips
Was kissed away by me and you.--
And now across the frosty lawn
Black foot-prints trail, and Age comes on--
And Age comes on!
And biting wild-winds whistle through
Our tattered hopes--and Age comes on!
When Age comes on!--
O tide of raptures, long withdrawn,
Flow back in summer-floods, and fling
Here at our feet our childhood sweet,
And all the songs we used to sing! . . .
Old loves, old friends--all dead and gone--
Our old faith lost--and Age comes on--
And Age comes on!
Poor hearts! have we not anything
But longings left when Age comes on?
ENVOY.
Just as of old! The world rolls on and on;
The day dies into night--night into dawn--
Dawn into dusk--through centuries untold.--
Just as of old.
Time loiters not. The river ever flows,
Its brink or white with blossoms or with snows;
Its tide or warm with Spring or Winter cold:
Just as of old.
Lo! where is the beginning, where the end
Of living, loving, longing? Listen, friend!--
God answers with a silence of pure gold--
Just as of old.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Raise a Glass at Christmas!
Here's a special toast to my family and friends.
My chance to wish you good cheer.
Here's hoping your wishes and dreams all come true
At this magical time of the year.
Here's to the memory of loved ones we've lost,
And those who are far, far away.
Here's to keeping the spirit of Christmas alive
And maintaining it, day after day.
Here's to fun, love and laughter the whole year through.
May your hearts be filled with delight.
Here's to fond celebrations with those you hold dear
And a future that's happy and bright.
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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Band Of Angels
i saw a band of angels coming down from the sky
a band of angels to save you and i.
they covered the sky as far as the eyes could see
the sight so beautiful
that it hypnotized me.
they were like the angels that they talk about in books
wings so wide and white
showing all their strength and might.
the angels came to do battle for all mankind
and they did not come with swords.or weapons of any kind
they came with the words of peace and love
sent down from GOD above.
for they know that the devil comes
with lies and deceit,
in hopes that your faith, they will defeat.
they will offer us riches of diamonds and pearls
and even offer us, control of the world.
they know that mankind is full of greed
since the beginning of time
it has been seen.
the band of angels know that this
battle will be won
for they will fight from dawn to setting sun.
they know that the human mind is full of greed
but the love in their hearts, can not be seen.
now the confrontation is finally here
and the battle is about to begin.
which is stronger
love or sin?
this is when you must search your heart
and decide what you want to do.
are you going to let the devil
make a fool out of you?
we must join this band of angels
who fight for our rights.
so darkness will not
win this perilous plight.
poem by Louis Rams
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In Search Of Cinderella
From dusk to dawn,
From town to town,
Without a single clue,
I seek the tender, slender foot
To fit this crystal shoe.
From dusk to dawn,
I try it on
Each damsel that I meet.
And I still love her so, but oh,
I've started hating feet.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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