Lovely Playthings
Dawn brings lovely playthings to the mind,
But sunset fights and goes down in battle blind.
The banners of dawn spread over in mystery,
But nightfall ends a boast and a pageantry.
After the halt of dawn comes the slow moving of
Time till the sun's hidden rush and the day is admitted.
Sunset dies out in a smother of something like love,
With dew and the elm-hung stars and owl outcries half-witted.
poem by Ivor Gurney
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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 Sunsets
Every sunset
reflects the dying day
in the western sky
bathed by Ocean blue
the body is due
for the funeral
lit red hot is the sky
some soft music flows
darkness shrouds the air
it is time to depart
the crowd hastens
to secured rests
the very birds
sing in a horrible tune
the mystery is solved
soon his majesty is dissolved
Every sunset
touches me deep within
there is melancholy
in the air unholy
sighing nature
singing unbearably
every twilight
heralds night
visionless
insecure hands
waiting for the dawn distant
every sunset
kills my half body
I could see
imprinted in the mind
my mother
father and loved ones
our family
like a garland of love
diminishing
disappearing into nothing.............
poem by Lalitha Iyer
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Me and My Sunset Love !
'bye-bye my love, ' she said
'our love aint worthy another try'
hand in hand
in the sunset, we stand
'i just want this day to end, ' she says
'so that you can have your first last kiss'
i go east, she heads west
to chase our wildest dreams
so i run and run
to catch up with the sun
and make today remain
if you see me coming down the road
my shadow taller than my saul
just know am on the race
a race against time
am trying my love am trying
to make this day a-never ending
but the sun is sinking
sinking behind the mountains
to rise again behind me
she runs and runs
away from the sunset
into the darkness
on and on to the west she goes
thank God the earth is round
eventually she emerges from the east
running towards the dawn
sunset and dawn become one
and we meet again
she falls into my arms
and makes my day again
i get my second last kiss
and at sunset our circle will progress
its craziness this love we share
we cant be together
and we cant be apart
poem by Pada Kambanji
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Slow Dawn
midnight people rushing for a downtown train
watching and wasting away
empty hearts beat free
cool frequency
and I don't know what it is
I'm gonna run
the slow dawn
seeking sigh
oh so faint
I'm gonna run
the slow dawn
away
it's best undone
[hard to hear this part]
and I'm not sure what it is
but I'm sure that I can give
away the slow dawn
slow dawn moves by your side
takes your silent sleep
slow dawn
midnight people washing down here
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina II / Friends and Enemies of Modern Music
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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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Why Do You Do This To Me
Why do you,
Want...
To taunt me.
And why do you want,
To do...
This,
To me.
Why do you,
Want...
To taunt me.
And why do you want,
To do...
This,
To me.
You say I'm not right,
And you do this to me.
To claim I'm wrong,
And you do this to me.
From Sunrise to Sunset,
You do this to me.
Until the dawn.
When you do this to me.
Why do you,
Want...
To taunt me.
And why do you want,
To do...
This,
To me.
Why do you,
Want...
To taunt me.
And 'why' do you,
Do...
This,
To me.
You say I'm not right,
And you do this to me.
To claim I'm wrong,
And you do this to me.
From Sunrise to Sunset,
You do this to me.
Until the dawn.
When you do this to me.
You say I'm not right,
And you do this to me.
To claim I'm wrong,
And you do this to me.
From Sunrise to Sunset,
You do this to me.
Until the dawn.
When you do this to me.
Why do you...
Do this to me.
Taunt me,
And do this to me.
Why do you,
Do this to me...
With wants...
To do this to me!
With wants,
To do this to me.
And taunts,
When you do this to me.
From Sunrise to Sunset,
You do this to me.
Until the dawn,
When you do this to me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Moving Through The Dew
I
Moving through the dew, moving through the dew,
Ere I waken in the city—Life, thy dawn makes all things new!
And up a fir-clad glen, far from all the haunts of men,
Up a glen among the mountains, oh my feet are wings again!
Moving through the dew, moving through the dew,
O mountains of my boyhood, I come again to you,
By the little path I know, with the sea far below,
And above, the great cloud-galleons with their sails of rose and snow
As of old, when all was young, and the earth a song unsung
And the heather through the crimson dawn its Eden incense flung
From the mountain-heights of joy, for a careless-hearted boy,
And the lavrocks rose like fountain sprays of bliss that ne’er could cloy,
From their little beds of bloom, from the golden gorse and broom,
With a song to God the Giver, o’er that waste of wild perfume;
Blowing from height to height, in a glory of great light,
While the cottage-clustered valleys held the lilac last of night,
So, when dawn is in the skies, in a dream, a dream, I rise,
And I follow my lost boyhood to the heights of Paradise.
Life, thy dawn makes all things new! Hills of Youth, I come to you,
Moving through the dew, moving through the dew.
II
Moving through the dew, moving through the dew,
Floats a brother’s face to meet me! Is it you? Is it you?
For the night I leave behind keeps these dazzled eyes still blind!
But oh, the little hill-flowers, their scent is wise and kind;
And I shall not lose the way from the darkness to the day,
While dust can cling as their scent clings to memory for aye;
And the least link in the chain can recall the whole again,
And heaven at last resume its far-flung harvests, grain by grain.
To the hill-flowers clings my dust, and tho’ eyeless Death may thrust
All else into the darkness, in their heaven I put my trust;
And a dawn shall bid me climb to the little spread of thyme
Where first I heard the ripple of the fountain-heads of rhyme.
And a fir-wood that I know, from dawn to sunset-glow,
Shall whisper to a lonely sea, that swings far, far below.
Death, thy dawn makes all things new. Hills of Youth, I come to you,
Moving through the dew, moving through the dew.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Welcome 2 The Dawn (acoustic Version)
When the things U know are right are far from what they seem
When the past becomes future and time becomes a dream
When the light of God is the only thing in life that will redeem
Welcome, welcome 2 the dawn
Welcome 2 the dawn
Well, yeah ha!
When the voice U hear commands U 2 entertain the absurd
And when U do the action unlocks the apocalypse, oh, that U've heard of
When the day lies before U seems the darkest in a word
Welcome, welcome 2 the dawn (Oh yes)
Welcome 2 the dawn
Every piece a puzzle and every name a clue (K A R M A {x4})
Every choice U make is karma so be careful what U do
(Welcome)
Welcome, welcome 2 the dawn
Welcome 2 the dawn
Thank U
song performed by by Prince
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Dark Becomes Dawn
Dark as pitch - Dawn spreads light
Dark as dead - Dawn expires graves
Dark withers - Dawn freshness wears
Dark un-paths - Dawn re-strides.
Dark dapples gray - Dawn paints days
Dark specters doubt - Dawn assuredness' gate
Dark limitless plain - Dawn corrals night
Dark swifts shadows - Dawn hastens un-obscures.
Dark dissolves pace - Dawn zeniths one's range
Dark devours - Dawn sun rises
Dark bends down relief - Dawn uplifts sight
Dark dismantles - Dawn scatters golden arrows.
Dark de-flames - Dawn matches day
Dark invisibles - Dawn globes light
Dark unfolds dark dreams - Dawn un-sanctions screams
Dark submissively retires - Dawn crimson splendor.
'2008'
poem by Robert Sheridan
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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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Sunrise Sunset
Sunrise sunset in the mood of the way
In the colors of flame and darkish hour
Every shine time of night and the day
Like golden horizon of a new flower
Together to fill up the dream flight time
Of call from alone in the distant past
Where flow of the glimmering is in prime
When moon and the stars show off in their cast
With love so tender in splendor and spark
Of night in the twilight after sunset
Its glistening glowing to deepness dark
With colors of heaven in glow alphabet
Till sunrise in the morning comes new
To dawn of the rising on to a day true
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Pocket Sun
Hold your head down in a ducking pond
See how I breathe the bubbles
Pick a few stars out for a cloudy night
I could tame damien
My love infectious bites you
I have a pocket sun boy
Im everything that burns in you
Yeah in my evergreen day, in my beautiful day
In my element day, I know I can feel the dawn
In my evergreen day, in my beautiful day
I know I can feel the dawn
Peel the skin of love and lay it on me
My window wide and open
Free fall from the moon
My earth, my friend will catch me
Im a carbonator
Im the fizz for all I want to be
Ill free the sword
Im the killer for all that hurts in me
In my evergreen day, in my beautiful day
In my element day, I know I can feel the dawn
In my evergreen day, in my beautiful day
I know I can feel the dawn
Faint reminders of the rerun flicks of old days
Caught in iron till it melts and bleeds them life
In my evergreen day, in my beautiful day
In my element day, I know I can feel the dawn
In my evergreen day, in my beautiful day
I know I can feel the dawn, feel the dawn
In my evergreen day x6
I know I can feel the dawn
song performed by by Imogen Heap
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Whatso might happen happens still
Try churning oceans of wisdom,
You may well get nectar of life,
But churning life's venomous strife,
The crown of thorn comes with kingdom.
Ask not the hen on a dunghill
O when the sun would rise,
The sun shall rise to scorching noon,
To fall and fall till midnight's moon,
Till death rises, till dark night dies,
And new dawn as ever does dawn,
Though unsteady, like a newly born fawn,
Whatso might happen happens still.
Notice, dawn dawns not till dusk dies,
The sun must set if it should rise.
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Not a traditional sonnet this, but a sonnet still.
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- Sonnets | 08.04.11 |
poem by Aniruddha Pathak
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Chapter 24
A movement is accomplished in six stages
And the seventh brings return.
The seven is the number of the young light
It forms when darkness is increased by one.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error.
Action brings good fortune.
Sunset.
The time is with the month of winter solstice
When the change is due to come.
Thunder in the other course of heaven.
Things cannot be destroyed once and for all.
Change returns success
Going and coming without error.
Action brings good fortune.
Sunset
song performed by by Pink Floyd from Piper At The Gates Of Dawn
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The Last Ode
Nov. 27, 8 B.C. Horace, BK. V. Ode 31
As watchers couched beneath a Bantine oak,
Hearing the dawn-wind stir,
Know that the present strength of night is broke
Though no dawn threaten her
Till dawn's appointed hour--so Virgil died,
Aware of change at hand, and prophesied
Change upon all the Eternal Gods had made
And on the Gods alike--
Fated as dawn but, as the dawn, delayed
Till the just hour should strike--
A Star new-risen above the living and dead;
And the lost shades that were our loves restored
As lovers, and for ever. So he said;
Having received the word...
Maecenas waits me on the Esquiline:
Thither to-night go I....
And shall this dawn restore us, Virgil mine
To dawn? Beneath what sky?
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Noli Me Tangere
We watched the dawn breaking across the sea
While just above us hung the evening star.
The nearer waters took a hint of white
And clouds and waves together massed afar,
Narrowed our morning world of pallid light
Till dawn seemed very close to you and me.
'Nay, dawn, stay farther off. Be Magdalen.
Go back into the distance whence you came.
The Near is meaningless when Far is nought,'
So I; and you. 'Wait but a little then,
And day, whole day, uprising like a flame,
Will show us the far reaches of our thought.'
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Mother Dawn
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Mother dawn
Dancing round the fire
Circling the flame
Listen to the shadows calling out my name
They say
Rock me like a baby
Cradle me in the light
Bathe me in a rainbow
Sun restore my sight
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Look into the light
Come and take a journey through the land of night
Darkness strokes the face and
Steals away the sight
Night is all around me
Stars are in my hair
I feel them tangled in the secrets well
Find hidden there all right
Reaching through the madness
To the other side
Where the sun is rising
With her arms held wide
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long yeah)
(till the dawn light comes)
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long)
(I know youre gonna love me)
(I know youre gonna love me)
One star flew against the tapestry of the night
And the earth revolved in perfect symmetry
To a symphony of sun
The moon danced its final bow
As the birth of day
Exploded
In my eyes
Reaching through the madness
To the other side
Where the sun is rising
With her arms held wide
Rock me like a baby
Cradle me in light
Youre gonna bathe me in a rainbow
And the sun restore my sight
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Hold me, hold me (all night long yeah)
Breathe the light into me
(till the dawn light comes yeah)
Hold me, hold me (all night long yeah)
Mother dawn (I know youre gonna love me yeah)
I know youre
Gonna love me
All night long yeah
Till the dawn light comes
All night long yeah
I know youre gonna love me love me
All night long yeah
Till the dawn light comes
All night long yeah
I know youre gonna love me love me
Mother dawn
song performed by by Billy Idol
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I Pray To Have Your Memory Linger
What we had yesterday...
From me,
Just will not go away.
I would get up at dawn,
And think about you.
I would sit to witness the Sunset.
Until from the horizon,
It was gone from view.
What we had yesterday...
From me,
Just will not go away.
Each face I'd see smiling...
I'd see you smiling too!
Each couple I'd see holding hands as they walked...
I'd remember your voice,
With a wish to hear you again to me talk.
I would get up at dawn,
And think about you.
I would sit to witness the Sunset.
Until from the horizon,
It was gone from view.
What we had yesterday...
From me,
Just will not go away.
Even today,
I pray to have your memory linger.
Even today,
I pray the thought of you...
Never goes away!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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
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The Mountain And The Lake
I know a mountain thrilling to the stars,
Peerless and pure, and pinnacled with snow;
Glimpsing the golden dawn o'er coral bars,
Flaunting the vanisht sunset's garnet glow;
Proudly patrician, passionless, serene;
Soaring in silvered steeps where cloud-surfs break;
Virgin and vestal -- Oh, a very Queen!
And at her feet there dreams a quiet lake.
My lake adores my mountain -- well I know,
For I have watched it from its dawn-dream start,
Stilling its mirror to her splendid snow,
Framing her image in its trembling heart;
Glassing her graciousness of greening wood,
Kissing her throne, melodiously mad,
Thrilling responsive to her every mood,
Gloomed with her sadness, gay when she is glad.
My lake has dreamed and loved since time was born;
Will love and dream till time shall cease to be;
Gazing to Her in worship half forlorn,
Who looks towards the stars and will not see --
My peerless mountain, splendid in her scorn. . . .
Alas! poor little lake! Alas! poor me!
poem by Robert William Service
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