Become More Tall
There is much to learn from a Red Dirt sunset
They are many visual rewards for one and all
When you walk a lake side with many flowers
Peace surrounds you as you become more tall
Like your assigned path of life, it always seems
There are twists and turns not straight or true
But as we traveled on down though the sunset
We avoid the obstacles that were made for you
poem by John McCornack
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As The Sunset
As the sunset I think to myself why.
As the sunset I sit down and cry.
Wondering why life got to be a lie.
As the sunset I dropp my head.
As the sunset I think about you instead.
How can I go home and get in my bed.
As the sunset I say no.
As the sunset I just don't know.
My love that I have for u just wont go.
As the sunset I look to the sky.
As the sunset I wait to die.
Tell me how to say good-bye.
As the sunset I say a prayer.
As the sunset how can I dare.
I'm giving up, I just don't care.
Sitting by the window watching the sun to set.
Knowing I'm going to see you again,
and you coming back home at the end.
By: Brittany Smith
9/25/08
poem by Brittany Smith
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Nothing to Do With My Master's Plan
Straight and narrow.
And on a path paved...
Without a sign of an obstacle?
Few I've come to know...
Have traveled those roads.
With no difficulties at all to face?
Perhaps some wish,
Their lives had this pace.
But there is an advantage,
Of those twists and turns.
So much is learned from the adventure.
If I had my druthers to live another life...
I know those experiences,
Would be choices I would like.
And I know I would choose,
To refuse sorrow and pain.
With no difficulties at all to face?
Perhaps some wish,
Their lives had this pace.
But there is an advantage,
Of those twists and turns.
So much is learned from the adventure.
So much is there to gain.
And happy I am,
I had nothing to do with my Master's plan.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Rainbow & The Sunset
Can you picture a painting of a rainbow beginning to shine.
Can you picture a sunset that's ready but not yet defined.
I can picture the rainbow and the pot of gold at the end,
I can picture the sunset and the many more to begin.
These are the simple things in life,
These at the things that are ment to be.
No one prepares you for the truth.
No one prepares you for the unfair things.
That on the other side of that rainbow dreams don't always come true.
And that you may find a bit of beauty in that sunset by the sea,
Or you may find a hard earned miracle in that rainbow made by we.
But the truth of it all is, is that the rainbow doesn't last.
And that sooner or later the sunset will pass.
And we must realize that life is not a sunset or a rainbow made by we.
That for some reason or another,
Fate is what is and fate is what was meant to be.
poem by Rachel Fogle
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Sunset Grill
Lets go down to the sunset grill
We can watch the working girls go by
Watch the basket people walk around and
Mumble
And stare out at the auburn sky
Theres an old man there from the old world
To him, its all the same
Calls all his customers by name
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
You see a lot more meanness in the city
Its the kind that tears you up inside
Hard to come away with anything that feels
Like dignity
Hard to get home with any pride
These days a man makes you somethin
And you never see his face
But there is no hiding place
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Respectable little murders pay
They get more respectable every day
Dont worry girl, Im gonna stick by you
And someday soon were gonna get in that
Car and get outta here
Lets go down to the sunset grill
Watch the working girls go by
Watch the basket people walk around and
Mumble
And gaze out at the auburn sky
Maybe well leave come springtime
Meanwhile, have another beer
What would we do without these jerks
Anyway?
Besides, all our friends are here
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
Down at the sunset grill
song performed by by Don Henley
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Sunset in March
The Spring has come to us again,
flowers are dancing in the rain,
the morning sky returns to blue,
sunset in March, a magic view.
A crocus bloom, blue pearl of Spring
smiles as the robins sing and sing,
watching the skies, I'm singing too,
sunset in March, a magic view.
The lake is waiting for old boats,
a sound of hope so freely floats,
the music that our souls pursue,
sunset in March, a magic view.
There is no time like Spring, indeed,
a heart renewed for worlds in need,
may all our wishes dreams come true,
sunset in March, a magic view.
poem by Marius Alexandru (March 2022)
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Sunset and Dawn
The Sunset tells the end of everything,
the Dawn tells the beginning.
During the Sunset,
the sky turns orange,
like Love is when it's old and false.
During the Dawn,
the sky turns pink and blue,
like Love is when it's fresh and true.
At Sunset,
you get a glimpse of the moon and stars,
and you know it's going to be okay.
At Dawn,
you get a glimpse of the sun in a new form,
and you know it's not over yet.
poem by Laura Rodriguez
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All that is born must die
No one and nothing, remains the same
Everyone has to learn to say goodbye
Every thing changes in fact and in name
All that is born must die
Look in your tattered albums,
look at the faces
They'll speak of volumes
Of lost times and places
Childhood is fleeting
Innocence must fly
Passage of time is deleting
All that is born must die
Accepting the changes
From comfortable places
To new feelings and ranges
To New lives and new faces
To learn to let go
To let hands slip from yours
To yield to life's flow
To walk through opened doors
Each day there's a parting
New peace and new strife
Life changing and starting
From the old, to new life
Each new day differs from the last
Every sunrise and sunset in the sky
Is different and has traveled into the past
Everyone has to learn to say goodbye…
And all that is born must die
poem by David Whalen
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Listen To The Sunset
Listen to the sunset,
Hear its silent sigh
As it falls down the horisen
Warning, the moon is nigh
Listen to the sunset
Hear its silent threat
That darkness will be upon us
It makes everyone upset
Listen to the sunset
The vanity of its words
How beautiful this sunset is
With its colour, and birds
Listen to the sunset
See its pretty hue
But I cant enjoy the sunset
If I am not with you
All the pretty colours are meaningless
So are the birds, and the sounds
Because it all means nothing to me
If you are not around
Just remember this though,
Promise you wont forget,
Even if your far away,
We'll be watching the same sunset
So listen to the sunset
Enjoy its beauty true
When you see it, think of me
And I will think of you
poem by Katniss Everdeen
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For All Of Us A Last Sunset
For all of us a last sunset like for all of us there was a first sunrise
A saying that's been around for years that came from someone wise
And every sunset that we see is one nearer to our last
Our biological clocks are ticking on and ticking ever fast
This evening the sun like a huge red ball set behind the western hill
And how many more sunsets for me since time does not stand still
I watched it disappear from view where it set the sky was red
A weather sign in the twilight sky of warmer days ahead
For all of us a last sunset so very very true
No matter what we achieve in life death it will be our due
Even for the greats of human history there was a last sunset
Though they live on in memory since them we don't forget
For all of us a last sunset the facts do never lie
Since like every other form of life we too are born to die.
poem by Francis Duggan
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In The Sunset Sky
The sunset sky dazzling with the golden hues,
Taking bow in brilliant sparkle of experience
Is it not a climax, of the story so far, that was today?
Or is it building anticipation of the night yet to come.
Watch the days go, some proud of their accomplishments
Some leaving sighs of disappointments,
Leaving all in awe of its Amaranthine twists and turns
And the fortunate get to see the moon trying to steal the show from setting sun,
Oh she is such a show off, isn’t she, basking in reflected glory
Its magical, the sunset sky, Puzzling, sometimes just like a riddle,
Leaving the nature stunned and amazed
For it has been filling the canvas whole day with colours
And now the sunset threatens to hide them all
And in dark all the colours will be same
A cue to be taken by the wise.
Sunset sky has so much to offer, is she not a fine example of how uncertain a life can be
Often reminding no matter what you planned, there will be some unexpected returns
For End has its own brain, its own script
Charting its own course
So why just the beginning, every moment of the life be grand, meted with equal passion and fervor
She has been so clever; the sunset sky
Leaving Twinkling cryptic messages for the night sky
For even the dark has sparkle and hope if you keep your head up,
A constant reminder that exuberance is an attitude of deep, rich, warm hearts
I want my sunset sky to be grand, magical, and full of stories of my life that has been
And its memories to linger on in this world, in the tomorrow and a few more years to come
poem by Soma Mukherjee
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His Red Dirt Life
So many red dirt roads he’s traveled
Along his long red dirt life
Children born and raised with
His charming red dirt wife
A home was built and furnished
Upon his red dirt land
He’s done the very best he could
Always taking a red dirt stand
Red dirt roads that lead up to
A bridge to the other side
He tries to go right with the flow
Along life’s red dirt ride
And during that ride it seems
There are some pot holes in the road
But he just keep pluggin’ along you see
Just carrying his red dirt load
The streams and valleys continue
Until the end of his red dirt time
And when the sun beats down on him
He loves to see that red dirt shine!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Sunset As I Remember It
It is an afternoon
Walk by the Beach
An orange sunset
Follows me Like
I am closely
Guarded for some
Unknown Danger
I walk alone
The sea foams
surging from
Time to time
Touch my
heels and toes
An alternate
Of sand Foam
And sea
And sunset
Rinsing
My footsteps
I am looking
For some Shells of
My past
On a sunset shore
Retracing It to
The mouth
Of the river
At the Other end
River Meets
Sea as I closely watch
The sunset closely guarding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Yann tersen
It is an afternoon
Walk by the
Beach
An orange sunset
Follows me
Like
I am closely
Guarded for some
Unknown
Danger
I walk alone
The sea foams
surging
from
Time to time
Touching my
heels and toes
An alternate
Of sand
Foam
And sea
And sunset
Rinsing
My footsteps
I am looking
For some
Shells of
My past
On a sunset shore
Retracing
It to
The mouth
Of the river
At the
Other end
River
Meets
Sea as
I closely watch
The sunset
is still
closely guarding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is an afternoon
Walk by the
Beach
An orange sunset
Follows me
Like
I am closely
Guarded for some
Unknown
Danger
I walk alone
The sea foams
surging
from
Time to time
Touch my
heels and toes
An alternate
Of sand
Foam
And sea
And sunset
Rinsing
My footsteps
I am looking
For some
Shells of
My past
On a sunset shore
Retracing
It to
The mouth
Of the river
At the
Other end
River
Meets
Sea as
I closely watch
The sunset closely guarding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Walk Tall
Cant wait to see you say black is white
Cant wait to hear you
Tell me lies
Say it with flowers
But Id swallow too much pride
Stop counting the hours
till Im right there by your side
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to
Wishing and hoping
To see the light
Waiting and praying
It will be all right
Remember the days we spent
Just lying on your bed
Remember how crazy we went
Right out of our heads
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to
song performed by by Omd
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Under the Sunset Sky
Sitting under the sunset sky
Laying around I wonder why
You value me so much more
Than any other you’ve met before
Why you feel so safe by me
And no the others that you see
Sitting under the sunset sky
I find comfort and I sigh
Knowing all is well by you
Having peace in all I do
Watching my troubles fall away
Not wanting then back any day
Sitting under the sunset sky
When you’re sad I want to cry
Feeling you’re sorrow, hurt and pain
When it’s done, all for gain
Drawing away from the past
What’s done is done and shouldn’t last
Sitting under the sunset sky
Only thing to do is deny
The comfort found when we’re alone
Feelings around us never shown
If only to live for how we feel
Soon this love would we seal
Sitting under the sunset sky
Longing for you by and by
Can’t get you off my mind
All the reasons trying to find
Thinking so hard never to know
Why you might care for me so
Sitting under the sunset sky
Hoping you won’t chose another guy
To be the one, to live the life
That good men live, without strife
To be with you is my goal
Are you the match for my soul?
Sitting under the sunset sky
To be with you when I die
Would be the best of any dream
Looking around, you see me beam
I’ve found the one out of all
Now it’s done, this task not small
poem by Brian Potthast
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Beyond The Sunset
We all know of heaven
and all know where it lies,
beyond the sunset
of our passing lives.
We look to the west
at sunset in hope to see
a glimpse of heaven
that waits for us there.
A place that is wonderful
and peace reins everywhere
beyond the sunset none ever wants
to come back from there.
We go there with our dreams,
hopes, and ambitions
to rest forever
doing the things we want to do.
Beyond the sunset,
we reunite with old friends and loved ones
never with any worries
as our long sleep transcends.
28 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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I am-Dorothea Speaks
'I have crossed many roads, she said
but taken none.
My path has always been sideways
rather than straight.
So long has been my rebellion
that I remain the only one
who has never settled
and now I am a majority of one.
And I have my rewards for all this
but one that I miss
is not having a path about which reminisce
and this always makes me feel odd person out
at housewarmings and weddings
And there I reject the idea that I am the bridesmaid
no, I am the adventuress
the one who went to Africa
traveled to Europe on hope and fifteen cents;
made friends the world over
taught several generations of kids
but never had any of my own.
Never had a man propose.
And I am not alone
nor am I lonely;
I am.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Sunset Thinking
Do you ever watch the sunset
And just sit and think about things
Just you and the sky and darkness
Giving your thoughts some wings
Perhaps you’ve got some troubles
And don’t know what to do
Or you just plain need to get away
To spend a little time with you
Sunset beauty makes you feel as though
Your life has meaning after all
To see a sight so extraordinary
Makes you feel capable, strong and tall
It’s funny how flashes of color
Like a sunset or sunrise can inspire
It can calm your inner self a bit
It’s a scene you can never tire
The serenity gives you a chance
To put things in perspective
Life can be overwhelming at times
And a sunrise can be reflective
So when the sky lights up next time
Let your gaze do some drinking
Soak up all the amazing sights
And do some sunset thinking!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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From Sunrise to Sunset
Sunrise,
She was born on the 3rd of June 1985;
Sunset,
And she died on the 10th of July 2011;
Yes, from sunrise to sunset! !
But the thoughts that appeared in me was like the muse of love,
And like flowers dancing among the beauty of peace!
But she was gone too soon.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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