Rough Diamond
Who made that first cut
aiding nature
to show her stature
brilliance of light
reflected in colours of delight
Rough diamond
prism of marriage bond
poem by Mark Nwagwu
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I could compare my music to white light which contains all colours. Only a prism can divide the colours and make them appear; this prism could be the spirit of the listener.
Unearth Rough Diamond
Sight rough diamond
still dirt embedded
in clinging dust debris
of parent prison earth.
Chance salient rays
of probe light shining
show carrot promise
lying locked therein.
When prominent washed
diamond is grasped held
in affirmed gem revealing
white introspective light.
But rough diamond
while fate unearthed
was never cut hidden
missing morning light.
Predetermined
a jeweled
alluring
counterpoise.
Set off twist filigree golden
as amulet eye orb disc light
commanding introspection
a sphere of enlightenment.
Diamond in the rough
awaits future incarnations.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Unearth
See a rough diamond
still embedded
in debris parent earth.
Chance rays of light
shining show promise
lying locked therein.
When washed diamond
is held in affirmed
revealing white sunlight.
But rough diamond
while unearthed
was never cut hidden
from morning light
for a jeweled
alluring counterpoise.
View as talisman amulet
orb commanding status
sphere of enlightenment.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Black Silver
Silver is the mirror,
Where colours cannot run
From one into another
For silver it has none
Silver is a blackness
Which defies pure light to come
And when it does reflects it
Its image still as one
So that when you look upon it
Your face it will become
Not in silver, but the colours,
With which your face does run
Then with your world behind you
By light reflected one
Not in blackness, but in colours
You are colours of the sun
All mirrors do remind us
That colour is the light
And that they do not see us
In the darkness of the night
For colours are but energy
From the spectrum as it falls
On everything around us
Except, from silver balls
The colours of the rainbow
The colours in the sky
The colours of our galaxy
Are in a baby’s eye
Colours all around us
Enable us to see
That the world in which we live, is part of us,
Lifes chemistry
poem by Egal Bohen
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Give That Girl A Diamond
Time to get up
She shines her light where just before
There was only
A cold wind blowing
She understands what makes me smile
And lets me know that
Without showing
I need to tell her, need to show her
How deep she goes
Inside of me
She is the stone that breaks the hard shell
And rings out the loudest bell
With whispered words that scream out
All the peace in me
Give that girl a diamond
Yeah give that girl a diamond
And say it's from me
A blue reflected light
Way past the darkest place
My only private night
Of fearful dreams
She is stone that stabs my shield of steel
The peace that she makes me feel
With whispered words
I need to tell her
Need to show her
How deep she goes
Inside of me
Give that girl a diamond
Give that girl a diamond
And say it's from me
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Diamond In The Rough
The rock is unearthed.
A diamond is born.
Unclear and jagged,
What it will become,
Is what it already is.
It just doesn't know it yet.
Handled delicately, and finely crafted,
It begins to take shape.
It does not transform on it's own,
But at the hands of another.
Someone who see it's potential,
And knows all along, what it truly is.
When it is done,
It shines for the world to see.
Once, just a vision, now real.
It took the one that believed in it,
To shape it, to polish it,
And show it what it was all along.
He believed in the diamond in the rough.
As I believe in you.
For I know you have what it takes,
To one day, shine brighter than the rest.
You are the diamond in the rough.
Shine on!
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Boys From Diamond City
Echoes of a million years, lie twisted in my face
In a world without no name, and a stranger human race
In the distance how it shines, sparkles in the light
Like a flower pulls you in, you lose your mind.
And it really doesnt matter if the sky should fall
Your living under ground, theres no sky at all
Nothing much changes
Were the boys of the diamond city
Were tough like diamond
Were the boys of the diamond city
So rough, like diamonds
I remember nightmare days, like packs of dogs wed roam
Through the broken city streets, through the broken citys bone
Its so hard to stand your ground, its so hard to stay alive
cos when you fight for what you keep, you know you fight for your life
And it really doesnt matter if the sky should fall
Your living under ground, theres no sky at all
Nothing much changes
Were the boys of the diamond city
Were tough like diamond
Were the boys of the diamond city
So rough, like diamonds
I remember a time
A giant skyline
And a blue, blue sky
Its almost dreamlike
Were the boys of the diamond city
Were the boys of the diamond city
Were tough like diamond
Were the boys of the diamond city
So rough, like diamonds
song performed by by Asia
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Light's all around
From dawn to dusk
From twilight to sunshine again
A ray of hope, A beam of life
The light's all around
Amusing every soul
Cheering every heart
Enlightenment - the soul's blossom
The power of elite, subdues the ultimatum
Knowledge and brilliance - the light of callosum
Eyes that dare to dream - manifest & redeem,
Eyes for a long sight, Vision that's light
The light and its velocity, travelling evermore
The light and its nuance, the light that is science
The light for its purity, the light is divinity
The lighter side of life, the light meant for sharing
Smile - the upturn curve, the light causing delight
Peace, love & unity, the shades of light in harmony
Reaching out with flying colours,
the prismatic light of the day
Creating a spectacular environ,
the illuminated light of the night
Enlivening joyful emotions,
the light of celebrations
poem by Sudarkodi Nagarethinam
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It Is Time For Africa
It is time for Africa to show to the world what we are made of,
And throughg this World Cup 2010 with our muse!
For the world will see what we are made of and,
Of our various cultures to muse up with the games.
With dancing and music to welcome you all like the butterfies,
Becasue we are made up of many colours!
We will tell the world who we are with this 2010 World Cup,
So you are all invited to South Africa;
Of nature, culture, colours, languages and the beauty of South Africa!
For the ball will roll and legs will play,
And we will share the beauty of all the games with joy!
Because the hospitality of Africa brings you closer to our heritage;
And through one love, peace and unity to muse up with you all!
Come one come all,
For it is time for Africa to show to the world what we are made of;
And this World Cup 2010 will praise the muse of colours and beauty.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Morning Sun
Scarlet sunset reflected in the silent stream,
Dazed emerald forest still,
In this never ending dream,
Wind whispers through the grass softly,
As the sun's rays brushes the Earth's face,
Warmth spreads,
The sun's comforting grace,
And as the sun slowly disappears,
Lesser stars show,
As diamond shining tears,
Wait until morning in the moon's dull light,
The sun rests during the dream-filled night,
And still once more,
Until the sun returns,
Reflected past the water's shore.
poem by Keitorin Miki
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Brilliance
Brilliance.
Some are told they have this,
When identified they may be different.
And then the pressure becomes theirs,
To make others believe and also be aware...
Of brilliance in their presence.
To stare but gone unshared.
Brilliance.
Some are told they have this,
When identified they may be different.
And then the pressure becomes theirs,
To make others believe and also be aware...
Of brilliance in their presence.
To stare but gone unshared.
'Please.
You have me subdued and I am not use to that.
Who are you someone new with no rules attached?
Is there someone here that can remove this person,
Out of my light?
Come show them their dimming significance,
Is not as brilliant as mine and what they do is not alright.
Not in my light!
Please.
You have me subdued and I am not use to that.
Who are you someone new with no rules attached? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Colourful Family Tree
This world is made up of colours and,
I am glad to come up from a colourful family tree.
There are many colours around us and,
You can enjoy the colours in your bathrooms too;
For nature is full of colours!
Like the human beings,
I an brown in colour and my mother is a black woman from Africa.
I have many relatives all over the continets and,
My father is a white man from the U.S.A.
Four of my aunties are from Australia, Japan, Brazil and the U.K.;
Four of my uncles are from India, Mexico, Canada and Denmark;
So i grew up among many colours of this world.
A colourful family tree is what i came from and,
I am very glad to meet various colours in my life time;
For a long the lines of my growth,
I have come to love all the colours around me.
Colours are very beautiful and we need them around us,
They are in your offices and your houses too;
Yes, we need all the colours to beautify things around us.
Black is beautiful and white is beautiful too,
For we were made from the Creator with colours!
And i am very glad to be part of this family tree.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bond Of Friendship
For JoAnn and Meggie
Sometimes friends think
they’ve dragged you down,
when it isn’t that way at all.
As you talk to them on lonely nights,
they light a candle in your heart to show you the way.
That isn’t dragging you down,
but picking you up from the place to which you fell.
These friends mean so much to you
that you miss them when they are not there.
Their bond of friendship
is like the bond of marriage
that ties one another together
through thick and thin.
You feel sad when they think they’ve hurt you.
So, I’m telling you my friends
and the entire world to see.
There is nothing you can do
to ever hurt me the way you think you do.
There is only one way
you could ever hurt me
and that is saying a few simple words
like you don’t want to be
my friend anymore.
8 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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On The First Of Seven's Night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
for the world, ag'n christmas sight
on the first of seven's night
when the light of heaven is light
it's the world of two thousand seven bright
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
see, she is smiling in alone
ah! in love she is gone
'n' now she has got the tone
to say! to wish a new morn..ing
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
oh! it's the hit of 12'o clock
but who are they in morning flock
look it's you 'n' that is me
in between it's bond of thee
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
hey! who is playing these notes so cute
it must be octaves from lord krishnas flute
no! on the first of seven with the rythm inherent
a boy to a girl with the happys of heaven
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
and you! what are you doing over here
go to the fields and harvest your share
my blackberrys ripen with the dawn of the sun
hares and birds may already be having there fun
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
sown for you blackberry's delight
on the first of seven's night
poem by Amit Ranjan
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Good to Marry
Whenever you develop some kind of obsession
Think of nice time with entering into marriage session
It is lovely bond and to be enjoyed in full
So holy and sacred to be made memorable and beautiful
Well if to be managed with pomp and show
Then all the miserable tendencies must go
Lavish and grand show for marriage reception
All nice preparation for pomp and show from inception
Nice way of arranging even small things
No let up or carelessness in anything
The show must be remembered for all the times to come
All participants must be greeted with welcome
There is no let up in any preparation
As it is opening up of new relation
Everybody wished happy married life with blessings
Every care is taken to make sure it does not result in messing
It is golden chance to rejoice in special moment
It is full acknowledged and taken care that there are unpleasant comments
Everything moves on smoothly and with joy
Groom and bride dream in new world and enjoy
The final day was awaited by parents
Small saving was done for preparation and ornaments
Something was to be given as marriage gift
As bride was going away with complete shift
It is definitely nice occasion
Many may be seized with the obsession
Yet it is ritual and that has to be honored
That is why all precaution taken and labored
It is just a final seal to be put on holy deal
It is nice to see the bond resulting into real
We all pray it to last long and end in happy union
Life may go on as usual with the company companion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mother Nature
For seasons of life
Each one different
In its majestic wake
Spring
The beginnings of life
Were flowers come to breath?
On a field full of dreams
Butterfly's flutter
Their brilliance in flight
A cycle of life
That gives meaning to life
Summer
Its gentle breeze
Wave's the fields of corn
Its beauty of nature
Grows its colours of gold
The sun shines down
On children at play
As the days drift by
Colours spring to life
Autumn
Golden rays of sunshine
Moves across the fields
Capturing the colours
Of summers falling leaves
Mystical dew drops
Cling to the leaves
As showers and thunder
Cascade upon dead leaves
Winter
Its barren life no more
But buried underground
Beats a life Mother Nature hordes
Then just when you think
There is no life no more
The cycle of life
Begins again once more
Were Mother Nature welcomes
Springtime once more
poem by Kaila George
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Gaia’s Plan
Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.
Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.
Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.
Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!
I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!
The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Is marriage a joy?
Freedom is a joy.
Marriage is a bond
To break open is a joy.
Marriage has one bolted in.
Is marriage then a joy?
31.05.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sunset.
SUNSET
Scarlet sunset reflected in the silent stream.
Dazed emerald forest still.
In this never ending dream.
Wind whispers through the grass softly.
As the sun's rays brushes the earth's face.
Warmth spreads.
The sun's comforting grace.
And as the sun slowly disappears.
Lesser stars show.
As diamond shining tears.
Wait until morning in the moon's dull light.
The sun rests during the dream-filled night.
And still once more.
Until the sun returns.
Reflected past the water's shore.
Written by salma torrez.
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poem by Salma. Torrez
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The African Dream
The delight to love you is like the colours of the rainboe,
And the delight to kiss you is like the colours of Africa!
But around the block with the straight talk and care;
And it takes the African dream to make me what i am today.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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