Cold cold day
A cold day
A time to move into the sun
To shine with sun's warmth
The temptations of a new day
A better moment
Than the torment of the cold morning
And what warmth music creates
Charming your spirits to new heights
And beautiful country scenery
Makes you to smile in joy
Despite the cold morning
A great epic journey has began
poem by Major Elazia
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Open Wound
So cold
why so cold
where is the warmth
why did it leave
I feel it
its on the outside
running down my body
running away
How can I be so cold
if I'm surrounded by warmth
even as it covers my body
I feel so cold
It's so dark
first the warmth
now the light
why me
I can’t move
help me
save me
heal me
Be my angel
be my wings
be my warmth
be my light
Be my soul
poem by Kaysen Fraker
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Early Morning Cold Taxi
3:36, its cold, I know Im growing old,
With lifes best side on the downward slope,
Its in my own hands, I know Ill cope,
My girls with me and all my friends can see.
Here I am again,
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi.
Done it before, do it again,
Know from experience its not in vain,
Shes the best Ive had, I cannot see, what someone else can do to me.
Its a long way home but loves so warm, youll see.
Here I am again,
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi,
Each time I do it, I feel so down and out,
Early morning cold taxi,
though my mind thinks strange Ill keep on, no doubt.
3:36, its cold, I know Im growing old,
One day well be wed,
This I know for its what she said,
Then no more will my mind be uneasy.
Early morning cold taxi,
Each time I do it, I feel so down and out,
Early morning cold taxi,
though my mind thinks strange Ill keep on, no doubt.
3:36, its cold, I know Im growing old,
One day well be wed,
This I know for its what she said,
Then no more will my mind be uneasy.
Here I am again,
Early morning cold taxi.
Early morning cold taxi.
song performed by by Who
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Ohh Ye Sunshine
Ohh Ye Sunshine, Ohh Ye Sunshine
Why must i feel so cold in the day,
When u are beaming with such warmth,
Why must i feel so empty,
Yet u smile at me every moment,
Why must i continue on this long journey of life,
Yet i know u have been here longer then me with no complaints,
Ohh Ye Sunshine, Ohh Ye Sunshine
Why must i want to feel the warmth of another,
When u shed your rays of warmth on to me,
Why is it that i am so alone in this universe,
Yet i have u with me every day,
Why do i feel as if every one has abandoned me and left me to myself,
Yet u follow me without a secound thought,
Ohh Ye Sunshine, Ohh Ye Sunshine
It seems that you are the only one there thru my experiences,
Wether they be good or bad,
poem by Brad Combs
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Shadows of Survival
Shadows move in the foggy streetlight
The lone dog's shadow, there's no food in sight.
All skin and bone, it shivers in the cold
O God be kind put the cold on hold.
The dog begs warmth, frozen is his nose
In pursuit of warmth two shadows get close.
Seeking the heat two shadows clasp tight
The dog is stiff cold, there's no warmth in sight.
The night will be long, hunger will bite
O God let the dog see another daylight.
Two shadows merge warm close and tight
The dog will not give up without a fight.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The Sun and You
I woke up this morning with your Thought in my heart
It was dull and the radiance of the Sun seems Null
I stepped out and I saw that it was cold and wet
How I wish I could get a little warmth from the sun... I said to myself.
Why the sun?
Why do I desire so much warmth?
The sun is beautiful
It also keeps you warm
Not only does it light the day,
It shows you the beauty hidden the present day.
That’s why I long for you day by day
I miss you...
Just like I miss the sun in the early hours of the day
A day without you is like a day without the sun
‘Cos you remind me of all that is beautiful, all that
Is bright, everything full of light.
Come to me my sun
Come to me my light
Come with all your might
And make everything just as bright
Up it rises in the morning
Down it sets at night
I will always have you in my heart
Even till the sun sets in my life
poem by Adedamola Adeleke Ajibade
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Another Song
The moon that rose now descended
And the love once shared now had ended
And soon the day would come
And when the day had come
The light that fell at dawn was cold
The warmth of you had gone
A taste of loneliness
Cut through the earliness
And oh the winds sang of you
Softly they said
All of my favorite dreams were dead
Leaving a cloud of sadness in my head
And though Im buried in
A sad song of the morning wind
I know the day would bring
Another song for me to sing
But when the day had come
The light that fell at dawn was cold
The warmth of you had gone
Go-o-o-ne
song performed by by Carpenters
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Mercury
I want to be Mercury
To be close to the Sun
To feel the Sun's warmth
More than anyone
I want to be mercury
Rising with more Sun's heat
To peak at the top
That none could defeat
Don't want to be Pluto
Icy and cold
Far from the Sun
Not a real planet I'm told
I want to be Pluto
To be very last
'The last will be first'
Sun said in the past
I want to be Mercury
Not just being in front
It's the warmth from the Sun;
That's what I want
I want his great warmth
You really can't see?
The Sun's great warmth
Is His love for me
poem by Sam Hoover
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December Comment
I was born in December,
too cold to remember.
Every year I'm reminded
of being born in December.
Coming from the warmth of my mother
and coming from another
time and place of beauty
where I knew something other
than cold.
I am a lover of warmth and sun
but that's not how I'd begun
my life on this cold place.
And when my blankets were undone
I'd shiver.
Will I leave in December
so I can remember
the cold that welcomed me
on my first December?
I wonder?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Dying Sun
The sun used to shine so bright
now dimmed by the winter storm
the days seem to be all twilight
the sun on my face is no longer warm
The sun no longer grace us with her affection
Days are cold and the nights are freezing
Sharp pains piercing straight through my bones
Hear my plea You can make the sun shining
I look at you though I see the warmth
Yet I feel a cold chill and a bitter spirit
Coldness I can feel slowly squeezing my heart
A silent tear running down on my cold cheek
The days and nights are fading into one
Never to see a tree blossom or a flower bloom
I beg for shine until the last of my dying breath
But I can only hear the sun’s whispers of death
Hear my prayer please be here
Keep my sun shining throughout the day
I need your warmth to keep me well
Or in a cold bitter place I bid you goodbye
poem by Kay Barcelon
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San Pedro de Alcantara
[An orange on the table
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet gift of the present
Freshness of the night
Warmth of my life
- 'Alicante', Jacques Prevert]
Clothes strewn on the table
Juice stains the floor board
He rises above you
You journey beneath him
I watch from the window
Cold in the night
Lemon tea on the dresser
Seed of pomegranite
Adorning your belly
As he falls above you
You draw down his kisses
Warm essence of life
Stranded at the station
In the cold of the morning
My bed for your sleeping
The rug for your dress
In the warmth of awakening
Dawn your caress
Lemons on the table
You make up by the window
I lie in my bed
Unable to watch you
The night steals the freshness
The gift that you left
Now I lie beside you
Emptiness on the table
Your hem in my fingers
The gift a deliverance
Your presence a memory
Warmth of the past.
poem by Frank Bana
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It was cold
It was cold
It was cold
I saw her
She saw me
I was alone
She was alone
I was shivering
She was shivering
I needed warmth
She needed warmth
I moved little
She moved little
I moved more
She moved more
I could feel
Her warmth
She could feel
My warmth
She was not alone
I was not alone
To hell with the cold
we both were warm
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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New Year's Morning 2011
Cold rain falls
as the earth turns
for another round.
Last night’s cheer
dives into deeper tears
as his wan face
rises in the air.
His gaze is sad;
your sharp tears wash
his watching eyes
and hungering arms
can not bridge
the thin divide
that separates was
from is.
But this morning
the green, new world waits
slick and shivering,
crying for warmth
and a reason
to go on.
Let me be your warmth.
Let my arms enfold you
as I share my little light
to end your long,
cold night.
poem by Steven Federle
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Superior Fall
The last warm rays of sun
Go deep into my skin,
As up north
It's fall once again.
It is later than it seems
With the end of summer dreams;
- Lake Superior rolls cold
As all along
The waves sing
A lingering, melancholy song.
She's a cold beautiful blue beast,
Stay with her through the winter and
It will be ice upon which you feast!
This libertine lady
Has no time nor care
For the weak and the timid,
Her wild waves continuously caress the air,
And the warmth of her touch
Is fleeting and limited;
But, she shall have your heart
In the end,
As you'll be drawn mysteriously
To her seductive shores...
Ever again and again.
- The cold she blows upon your heart
In the years autumn
Mingles with the warmth and the glow of the
Sun;
There's something deep going on here,
That goes far beyond
What can be seen or comprehended:
the relation of Spirit and soul
being restored, renewed,
and mended.
Here -all about-
Nature tells of a wild and mysterious story
As along the shoreline
Brilliant orange trees go out in a blaze of glory;
... soon fridged cold will come
with the changing wind...
Yes,
It is fall in the north country,
Once again.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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It's as if your breath whispers declarations of love
It's as if your breath whispers declarations of love
and next me you lie naked and stretched out,
while you bring warmth to the cold darkness
and when I listen to your breathing
I notice your back, arm and slender neck.
It's as if your breath whispers declarations of love
and my certainty about us, about you becomes a fact,
when your breathing continually covers me like kisses
while you bring warmth to the cold darkness
and at a time my life was shackled in,
when days moved quickly through the calendar.
It's as if your breath whispers declarations of love
as if at times I listen to the secrets of the night
until the sun licks over the distant hillocks
while you bring warmth to the cold darkness
and although at times in life I loose my way
nothing can violate the love between us.
It's as if your breath whispers declarations of love
while you bring warmth to the cold darkness.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Cold, Cold Heart
Once your heart was warm
like the summer sun,
now it is cold
like the winter’s snow.
I don’t know what I’ve done
to bring this change in you.
I can’t think of any hurt I caused
that would make you have
such a cold, cold heart.
I’ve tried to make amends
for things I have not done
and tried to melt the ice
of that cold, cold heart,
bringing back the warmth and love
we used to know before.
29 July 2009
poem by David Harris
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As Cold As The Skin Of The Snake...
fear makes us
feel the coldness of the skin
of the snake
but our own warmth
must make us
live life
to the full
despite the cold morning
despite
the indifferent nights
despite
the earth's
nauseous spins
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Winter Light (Love Poem)
The words that express the love from last year’s man
Warming the watery cold light of a winter morning
Expectant that flight will fill a cold bed with warmth
‘Soon’ is an empty word until ‘now’ arrives with a hug.
Dark mornings brighten the warm glow of waking
Interrupted slumber forgiven in comfort of closeness
Together in a time that is always too short for want
Magic touch soothes away the cares of the world.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Morning
Its the same old situation
Same old faces, but a different town
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
Im dancing with the shadows,
In a cold moonlight.
And I cant wait until the morning
I cant wait another minute, hour day or night,
I cant wait until the morning,
You know it wont feel so cold.
Its 5 am, and I just got into bed
And the heart of the city is almost gone,
And I know what is right
And I know what is wrong
Im dancing with the shadows,
In a cold moonlight.
And I cant wait until the morning
I cant wait another minute, hour day or night,
I cant wait until the morning,
You know it feels so cold.
Sometimes in between my dreams at night,
I walk alone Im going underground.
And in the distance I can hear a crowd.
It makes me wonder what its all about.
All about...
All about
Its the same old consolation,
Different faces in the same old town,
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to hide,
Theyre dancing with the shadows,
In a cold moonlight
And I cant wait until the morning
I cant wait another minute, hour day or night,
I cant wait until the morning,
You know it feels so cold
song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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This night is not too cold
This night is not too cold
This morning is not frozen as usual
Without you
It’s time to wake up form long winter sleep
Wind blows late crystal snows
Shine the sun on horizon
Spring coming
This night is not too cold
Really, this night is not too cold
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Oh Poem Of The Cold Morning
OH POEM OF THE COLD MORNING
Oh poem of the cold morning
Oh cold harsh wind
Oh difficult day ahead-
Oh light which surprises us with the beauties of God’s world-
Oh poem of the cold morning
Light and more light.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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