Precious Treasures
Past sunsets as chains and anchors
Past sunsets as beauties of love’s connection
Hope as gold from a furnace
Hope as dragons of the east
Know the valued fuel of energy
The reasons for the strength of nature
Know the treasure worthy of all treasures
The reason for the strength of nature
Let your frozen moments hold you with soothing hands
Buried in the soil of the coming sunsets
Let the enlightened one be your guide
Showing the hidden treasures of secret places
Know the right reflections of love
The key to living treasures
Know the way above the adored
You will be humanity’s most precious
poem by Feyisayo Anjorin

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Lost Treasures
In an instant, all can vanish
For none can hold on to these
The tangible things we cherish
Like sand from our hands released.
Treasures of this earth so fleeting
A temporary worth they hold
Lost in fire, water, or shaking
They always leave us in the cold.
Real treasures lost in age
Man's faith and love for fellowmen
Replaced by greed and violent rage
Taking from one, whatever they can.
Lost treasures are human values
Perseverance, Hope, and Honor -
Dignity in work and Patience,
Love for all, whatever their color.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello

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Sunsets And You
Sunsets are not a rare commodity
they come and go every night
so i compare you not to a sunset
for you come once in a life
your beauty surpases the colors of the sky
painted anew each night by angels on high
for god himself has sculpted you
he made it so your only seen by few
and you do not hide from the moon
as all the sunsets do
rather you shine bright under its silver light
and you dance all night
you do far more than any sunset would
more breathtaking than any sunset could
sunsets have moved and inspired all man kind since forever
but you move me each moment, to a love that sunsets could never
poem by Daniel Cook

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Treasures Of British Arches Gold Cigarette In Lagos Ground Nigeria.
Ineptitude paved lighter darken,
Structure builder for success,
Structure builder of successors,
Envious cigarette heritage value,
Envious language en-richness,
A proud treasures hidden simple coffee,
A proud hidden treasures languages,
A proud praises Quintessence,
A Proud opening lighter,
Gold aches Gold,
Medicals practitioners en-values beauty,
Deepen for the understanding of commons,
Destroys it called mere naive,
But loved soccer for his merriment,
Understanding beautifully for a weather,
Says medicals in belly silence,
Arches treasures in a beautiful land,
Pray more in the soccer strength,
Says writer for a trillions trillions worth,
So the truth prevails and saves the defense.
A proud treasures hidden simple coffee,
A proud hidden treasures languages,
A proud praises Quintessence,
A Proud opening lighter,
Gold aches Gold,
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel

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Don't Cry, My Girl
Been away too long a time
The waves called and the birds sung
Dawns desolate dawns of want
Sunsets unsettled sunsets of hope
A world is vast a world of voyages
My girl grass will grow
Where fires had lit water sprinkled
Hearts that yearn chocolates are sweet
My Girl cry not my beloved
A ring in your finger so cute
Look,
Here I am all sunsets Virgin blesses.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola

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In The Harbour: Prelude
As treasures that men seek,
Deep buried in sea-sands,
Vanish if they but speak,
And elude their eager hands,
So ye escape and slip,
O songs, and fade away,
When the word is on my lip
To interpret what ye say.
Were it not better, then,
To let the treasures rest
Hid from the eyes of men,
Locked in their iron chest?
I have but marked the place,
But half the secret told,
That, following this slight trace,
Others may find the gold.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Fields Of Gold
There are fields of Gold behind the little house
Filled with the greatest of treasures
Bronze, Gold and Silver
Do you remember?
Remember our childhood, Our life’s
The shinning Silver sparkling in the skies
The brightest Bronze hidden under the ground
The greatest Gold glimmering through the fields
Can you see them?
Picture it in your mind
All the times we danced
Every time we laughed
Where we used to love
Or have you forgotten?
Forgotten the good, Forgotten the bad
Every memory
Every moment
Every word
I wish you’d remember
To turn back time, So you could take me
Take me to the gold
To the fields on a summers day
To our fields, our treasure
The Silver, The Bronze
The Gold
But the treasures gone
The house still remains
The fields just as empty as the day we left
Times have changed
Our life’s have changed
Our Silver gone dull
Our Bronze all rusted
Our Gold long forgotten
It was never there
The winds of time and turns of the earth have seen to that
But I remember
I cry for the children who found the greatest of treasures and those who lost it so soon after
And I dream of dancing and singing and running and laughter, of the treasures that lie in the fields of Gold.
poem by Carrie Halliday

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Sunset on Sunset
Sunset to our sunsets I never thought
For all day long the moments I longed
You you you why did you go
You you you what should I do
Wanna close the curtains
Wanna close the doors
Wanna bring the darkness
Before the sunset starts
How to stop my heart
Thumping up the beat
Waiting for the hands
Waiting for the hands
No no no no no
Cant close my eyes
Cos I feel the lips
All those evening pecks
You you you why did you go
You you you what should I do
Sunset to our sunsets I never thought
For all day long the moments I longed
Yellow yellow then red
Nah nah nah
Red is green for me
Oh how can I play
Waiting waiting for you
Come and start the game
Oh how long to wait
Oh how long to wait
Wish it is dark
Dark and dark forever
Where sun never shows
So it never sets
Sunset to our sunsets I never thought
For all day long the moments I longed
You you you why did you go
You you you what should I do
poem by Rowving Smith

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I Chose Hope
I chose to hope again today
To believe in beauty,
In sunsets,
In the rain
I chose to laugh again
To dream,
To dance
And to sing with abandonment
I chose joy instead of despair
Smiles instead of many tears
Colors replaced the dull
And a rainbow filled my vision
When all around me I could not see
And when the coffee was toxin in my blood
When the world was full of trouble and nothing else
I chose hope
Hope discovered,
For a while undecided
Hope now declared
Hope
I chose to dream of a better day
To wish for things unseen
To search for the unimaginable
I chose to place my hope above
Hope not in mans strength or ability
Not in political systems,
in racial tribalisms,
in ethnic loyalties
Birthed out of a love that endures all things,
I chose hope that never fails
Hope for today and hope for tomorrow
I chose hope
poem by Jessica Nobubele Frame

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All I Ever Need Is You
Sometimes when I'm down and alone
I feel just like a child with out a home
The love you give me keeps me hangin' on, honey
All I ever need is you.
Your my first love, your my last
Your my future, your my past
Ohhh loving you is all I ask, honey
All I ever need is you.
Winters come and then they go
And we watch the melting snow
Sure summer follows spring, all the things you do
Give me a reason to build my world around you.
(World around you)
Some men follow rainbows I am told
Some men search for silver, some for gold
But I found my treasures in my soul
And all I ever need is you.
Without love I'd never find the way
Through ups and downs of every single day
And I won't sleep at night until you say
Honey, all I ever need is you.
La, La, La, La, La, La
The love you give me keeps me hangin' on
Honey, all I'll ever need is you.
La, La, La, La, La, La
But I found my treasures in my soul
Honey, and all I ever need is you.
La, La, La, La, La, La...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers

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This Heart that Flutters Near My Heart
This heart that flutters near my heart
My hope and all my riches is,
Unhappy when we draw apart
And happy between kiss and kiss:
My hope and all my riches -- - yes! -- -
And all my happiness.
For there, as in some mossy nest
The wrens will divers treasures keep,
I laid those treasures I possessed
Ere that mine eyes had learned to weep.
Shall we not be as wise as they
Though love live but a day?
poem by James Joyce

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All I Need Is You
(betty jean robinson)
Sometimes when Im down and alone
I feel just like a child with out a home
The love you give me keeps me hangin on, honey
All I ever need is you
Your my first love, your my last
Your my future, your my past
Ohhh loving you is all I ask, honey
All I ever need is you
Winters come and then they go
And we watch the melting snow
Sure summer follows spring, all the things you do
Give me a reason to build my world around you
( world around you )
Some men follow rainbows I am told
Some men search for silver, some for gold
But I found my treasures in my soul
And all I ever need is you
Without love Id never find the way
Through ups and downs of every single day
And I wont sleep at night until you say
Honey, all I ever need is you
La, la, la, la, la, la
The love you give me keeps me hangin on
Honey, all Ill ever need is you
La, la, la, la, la, la
But I found my treasures in my soul
Honey, and all I ever need is you
La, la, la, la, la, la
song performed by by Kenny Rogers

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A Great Miracle!
Natural beauty of all kinds gives hope
And kindles love to live with strength!
Inspiration of Nature is boundless ever
Making man transcend limits to divinity!
Limitations of man are no barrier ever
When man is inspired by love of Nature!
Love is a force of Nature and great power
Mankind cannot defeat in this world sure!
Nature, love and their manifestations ever
Absorb all minds, hearts and soul till end!
Nothing can replace their place so far and
Nothing can be greater than that forever...!
Love born of beauties of Nature is real ever
That activates all to create great miracles...!
poem by Ramesh T A

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Walking With Small Steps
the beauty
of humility
is walking
with small steps
sowing peace;
perceiving
the strength
in rock and water,
being at one
with nature
through inner
peace harmony;
humility casts
long beautiful shadows
at the end of day,
before glorious
sunsets
paint red skies
awaiting
the purity
of stars
forever sparkling
twinkling
before enlightened
minds.
Dedicated to The Dalai Lama, inspired by his insight into 'The Paradox Of Our Age'.
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Here Is To Life
Here is to life
A toast that I am doing
Here is to life
A beautiful baby that was born a while ago
Here is to life
Mother Nature because she is in control of the nature
Here is to life
My prayers
Here is to life
My love songs to the world
Here is to life all my hope
Here is to life
All my dreams
Here is to life all my sorrows
Here is to life
All my sadness and my grief
Here is to life
The fruit of my spirit
Here is to life
The body of Jesus Christ
Here is to life
The sunsets
Here is to life
The first sign of winter
poem by Aldo Kraas

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Sunsets Are The Best
Sunsets are the best, that Mother Nature has to give,
Under the sky's magnificence, you'll live.
Not until you've seen the shades of red;
Sunsets look as if, the angels have bled.
Everything can be made, always better.
The best ones sent home, in a letter,
Sent home to your love, romantic, it will get her.
All the colors blended together like coffee with cream.
Reds, oranges, and the yellows, make me feel it's a dream.
Everyone should watch - they're always supreme.
The worst sunset, is better than the best night;
Held forever in your mind's eye, just might
Envelop your spirit, with colors bright.
Beware what they may do to you,
Else you'll stop, to smell the roses too.
So, every time you get a chance,
Take a breath, and seek romance.
Acrostic Poem
poem by J.B. LeBuert

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Slow Movement
All those treasures that lie in the little bolted box whose tiny space is
Mightier than the room of the stars, being secret and filled with dreams:
All those treasures—I hold them in my hand—are straining continually
Against the sides and the lid and the two ends of the little box in which I guard them;
Crying that there is no sun come among them this great while and that they weary of shining;
Calling me to fold back the lid of the little box and to give them sleep finally.
But the night I am hiding from them, dear friend, is far more desperate than their night!
And so I take pity on them and pretend to have lost the key to the little house of my treasures;
For they would die of weariness were I to open it, and not be merely faint and sleepy
As they are now.
poem by William Carlos Williams

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Disembarkment From The Nature
Love for the nature is always
there in my heart
I am as sensitive as
the nature
I love nature as love as
I love my mother
I am neither a tech savvy
nor development savvy
but I am nature lover at heart
I love shy butterflies
rivers without dams
i love sunsets and sun rises
which we can n't dreamt of
in our concrete jungles
With every new development make
us more insensitive, unkind
and arrogant to the nature
we always thought of above nature
we destroyed forests and building parks
we build the dams destroyed
the sanctity of rivers
we killed butterflies with pollution
and deforestation in the name of development
we lost ourselelves in
the cut throat competition
and globalization
It is not too late
let us start love the nature
let us not sacrifice the nature
on the altar of profits
if nature turns furious
it will wipe out human kind
(Dedicated to the nature lovers and who are in fighting for environment and human rights)
poem by Varun Madhu

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Twenty-nine Thousand Four Hundred Seven Sunsets
Twenty-nine thousand four hundred seven sunsets
With one same sun on the one same sea.
In the early days by my mother’s side,
Though she’d often tell me of the sun and of the sea,
I seldom watched, and never for long,
The slow dissolve,
The melt and plunge,
Now you see it, now you don’t-
So many sunsets lost.
Twenty-nine thousand four hundred seven sunsets
With one same sun on the one same sea.
The years of my youth were marked by friends and sport,
Often whole days on the beach-
Raging winds and mammoth waves
Or a still, glass sea, not a cloud in the sky,
And every shade in between.
I rarely fathomed the myriad shapes and colors,
An ever-changing landscape-
So very many sunsets lost.
Twenty-nine thousand four hundred seven sunsets
With one same sun on the one same sea.
The middle-aged years pinned me to my work;
Yet through a window from time to time,
Or on holiday, if I risked the break,
I’d notice how lovely a sunset could be-
So very many sunsets lost forever.
Twenty-nine thousand four hundred seven sunsets
With one same sun on the one same sea.
At last, in these final days, each sunset is anticipated, craved.
Regardless the mood of the sea, it will receive the sun.
No matter the face of the sky, it will let go the same.
The sun itself, always churning, always burning,
Swells with new brilliance, new radiance and splendor
Each time it approaches the sea,
Then morphs into a molten pool on the sea’s surface
Before plunging from view-
Never more a sunset lost.
Twenty-nine thousand four hundred seven sunsets
With one same sun on the one same sea.
Then one glorious day,
The day of my twenty-nine thousand four hundred and sixth sunset,
And I at my usual place along the shore,
Saw the sun rise out of the sea from where it had just set!
The sun rose back up into the sky, and
In the very next moment on the very same day, it set again.
I experienced my twenty-nine thousand four hundred and seventh sunset,
The second in one day!
Oh glorious day!
A sunset gained.
Twenty-nine thousand four hundred seven sunsets
With one same sun on the one same sea.
(In 2 Kings 20: 9-11 the Lord made the shadow go back 10 steps. Certainly, at that exact moment, somewhere in the world, someone saw the sun dissolve on the horizon and then rise again.)
Lasting Peace
My heart is troubled today
My friends
I often think of the debauchery
I caused my loved ones
Past and present
And wish to make amends
I want to travel far beyond Emersons sunsets
And Dorothys' rainbow she dreamed of
In the land of OZ
I hope to follow that lonesome dove
And sail beyond the Leps pot o' gold
I wish to go there
Live there
Endlessly
Deliberately
In peace
poem by Matt Mondschein

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I Will Swallow My Pride
I will swallow my pride
And I will not fight with anyone
Every day
My God
I want to show you my pride God
I want to live in peace every day
I hope to find the treasures
That had been buried in the soil
Many years ago
poem by Aldo Kraas

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