Sun rises and all wake up
The Sun rises and all wake up
And engaged in their works
The Sun rises and knowledge spread
Smile entire creation
The Sun rises and eyes opened
The sun rises and sucks water
To return the same in multiple colors
The sun is the soul of entire world.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Inspired by Issa - A kite rises
a kite rises
twelve young eyes
too
twelve young eyes
a kite rises
into the sky
in 12 young eyes
a kite and
cear blue sky
twelve young eyes
rising in similar angle
a kite rises
inspired by
a kite rises
slow and easy...
a little village
-Issa,1816
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Rising Soul
As I lie sleeping
my soul rises,
rises into the night sky
Watching and waiting
for other souls to come and see
the world as it sleeps
Knowing mankind
as destroyed it
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Beauty Rises
Beauty rises
Stars set black
As dawn awakens
The unyielding skies
Beauty rises
From slumbers grasp
Drinks coffee
Dons her mask
Beauty rises
To meet the day
Another away
Another day
poem by Chuck Cowan
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Woman's Work
early in the morning she rises
the woman's work is never done
and it's not because she doesn't try
she's fighting a battle with no one on her side
she rises up in the morning
and she works 'til way past dusk
the woman better slow down
or she's gonna come down hard
early in the morning she rises
the woman's work is never done
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Curiosity
I always said I would never take the magic carpet ride
Yet curiosity took hold and I had no place to hide
As I spiralled into a wonderland of my own surreal creation.
And here I awaiting Alice to return, here I remain
Burning the images I keep of her and praying,
Hoping for the ability to cope with lasting
Another age in anticipation of her presence.
I burn so that I may paint anew just as
Springtime green stems from winter blue.
She rises, Goddess of the blanket sky
She rises, the kiss of dawn in her eyes.
poem by David Lacey
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My Bad
It's the ignorance of youth
It's the fear of growing old
It's the universal truth you're never told
Know that it's my fault, know that it's my bad
Couldn't accept love I've never had
It's to learn from your mistakes
It's to be the bigger man
It's to always try to do the best ya...
Cool rises up from underneath it when you're down
It rises, all your enemies, never ever know, unless you let it show
Oh yeah...yeah...oh...yeah...ah, ya ya ya
Cause it's my bad, it's my bad, it's my...bad
Cool rises up from underneath it when you're down
It rises, all your enemies, never ever know, unless you let it show
Or until I lose it all, until I lose it all, until I lose it all,
Until I lose it, yeah
Til I lose it, until I lose it
I love you all, it's your choice
Cool rises up from underneath it when you're down
It rises, all your enemies, never ever know, unless you let it show
Or until I lose it all, until I lose it all, until I lose it all, til I lose it, yeah
Til I lose it
Til I lose it
I love you all
(Kiss sound)
song performed by by Oleander
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No one has an exclusive on opportunity. When the sun rises, it rises for everyone.
Sunrise In Life)
As the sun rises in the east
rays glitter with light of hope
sun's beam dances in unison
through the sky it stands regal
shows beauty and magic.
Cry out the pains that linger
darkness will soon die
as the sun will shine
to brighten every soul
soothes the ached heart
in life the sun rises bright.
poem by by unknown author
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When the sun rises and grows faint
The sunflowers know when the sun rises,
they follow the hot rays
that unfolds in the sky, that fall
on hills and valleys;
similar your presence, humanity draws me
and it's as if
I am destined to you
when the sun rises and grows faint.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveller to the shore,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Ultima Thule: The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveller hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in the darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveller to the shore,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Tide Rises, the Tide Falls, The
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Darkness settles on roofs and walls,
But the sea, the sea in darkness calls;
The little waves, with their soft, white hands
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls
Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls;
The day returns, but nevermore
Returns the traveler to the shore.
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Individually
That roasting night
when honeyed moon hung high
weaving a humming sound
I spoke to clouds.
It happens every night,
when smoke rises to discover the pain
of a falling star.
I start making a god from earth and water.
The colors will come from golden tears
and eaten heart.
From wooden legs and black widows,
from an embattled dream.
The day rises with the mute songs
of unread thoughts.
You reach your otherself
by a back door of hunger.
poem by Satish Verma
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Equals
One rises, one falls.
They rise and fall
the pans of the balance
fear of anger
anger at fear-
one rises, one falls.
and it's not at all clear
how things will settle, finally.
One rises, one falls.
It isn't at all clear
as it stands,
how things will approximate.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Waves give dampness
Love rises and falls like waves.
When it rises you’re upbeat.
When it falls, you are heart struck.
Mind, each wave dampens the shore.
24.03.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sunset Amy
As Sunset Amy dips into the sea
She rises in my heart
A tentative summer's smile
An autumn's first kiss farewell
We awkwardly said hello
Proclaimed proudly
from atop the Alondra
Barra stops to watch
As Sunset Amy dips into the sea
She rises in my heart
poem by Mark Butkus
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Mid-life
she wakes up at 3 a.m.
with a nightmare: she is on a bridge
below her the flood, waters raging
carrying driftwood, some houses, people calling for her,
deaf she moves on to the other side
on white gown less the bouquet
a man in black suit waits for her
the water rises and then all the screams are gone
the man becomes a mist
her hands tremble
her diamond ring falls to the water below
the water rises up to her waist
she shouts for help
there is no boat and the other side dissolves with the man
a mist covers her
she closes her eyes and then she is taken away by some hands.
she wakes up grasping for breath.
her pillow is wet with tears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Non-fighters
For him who rises against corruption,
Is he all that clean?
For him who rises against black money,
Is he all that clean?
For him who fights against smoking,
Must he be a non-smoker?
Don’t thwart their attempts to clean the system.
They rank above non-fighters.
(03.07.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Sun Still Rises
The sun still rises in dawn display,
The moon still traverses the sky
And earth spin from night to day.
The oceans still toss spumes of spray,
I still breath, heart still beat,
Blood course inexorably on its way.
But my world has frozen, stilled,
A photographic unthawed moment,
Etched in acid that cannot move on.
Is this the glaciated shock of death?
That numbs, immobilizes thought.
And eyes once warm and loving
Turned to mirrors of hardened water.
To pour these bitter salted tears.
To ask why the sun still rises?
Oct 21st 1995
P H Brookes Copyright 2011
poem by Paul Brookes
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