The Golden Twilight
It was the golden twilight,
When my mother caressed me in delight.
In thoughtless thinking, aimless future, my childhood was shining like lambent moonlight.
In the river of happiness, mountainous innocence, I was the princes of enkindling light.
It was the golden twilight
The time before the youthful moonlight
After the playful sunlight
I welcomed artificial intelligence to guide my innocence’s aplite.
Now in the unfriendly world my childhood and its innocence is hushed in the darkness of the night.
Crimson love, purple kindred, towards gray career, pinkish buddies all evanesced in the melancholy sight.
Longing to have a heart of gold, coloured with juvenile crescent's peacefulness in the scarce twilight.
The golden twilight,
Is the cycle of wishes in the life’s hopeful ignite.
Hope for venerating light,
Princely light,
Unending light.
To return to the shells of memories childhood seashore site.
poem by Jyothsnaphanija Bolla
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Twilight Vista
Twilight is unfolding with an awesome purple view,
A rare parade in shades of crimson too,
This placid scene offers one a moment of peace for a time;
While a lonesome bridge invites one to enjoy more of this grand vista so divine,
From up above where we can take in this glorious purple twilight;
That will sadly only last until the dawn's early light,
Still there's a feeling of warmth from watching the golden lights that glow off the water below;
Where it seems more like a dream.....unbelieveably so;
And for a short while, at least, we were given some reprieve,
From life's many storms, but for now it's time to take our leave.
Ravensong
Sept.28/09
poem by Jean Dament
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Before Sunset
Love's twilight wanes in heaven above,
On earth ere twilight reigns:
Ere fear may feel the chill thereof,
Love's twilight wanes.
Ere yet the insatiate heart complains
'Too much, and scarce enough,'
The lip so late athirst refrains.
Soft on the neck of either dove
Love's hands let slip the reins:
And while we look for light of love
Love's twilight wanes.
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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A Twilight Poem
A TWILIGHT POEM
Oh how I love the twilight
The cool breeze
After the long sunstrong day-
And yet I remember
The sinking fading sadness of the world
Going to Darkness-
And how the end of the day
Has often seemed
The end of the world-
Oh how I love the twilight
Now when there is still light
And the Darkness has not yet come.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Twilight In The North
O THE long northern twilight between the day and the night,
When the heat and the weariness of the world are ended quite:
When the hills grow dim as dreams, and the crystal river seems
Like that River of Life from out the Throne where the blessèd walk in white.
O the weird northern twilight, which is neither night nor day,
When the amber wake of the long-set sun still marks his western way:
And but one great golden star in the deep blue east afar
Warns of sleep, and dark, and midnight--of oblivion and decay.
O the calm northern twilight, when labor is all done,
And the birds in drowsy twitter have dropped silent one by one:
And nothing stirs or sighs in mountains, waters, skies,--
Earth sleeps--but her heart waketh, till the rising of the sun.
O the sweet, sweet twilight, just before the time of rest,
When the black clouds are driven away, and the stormy winds suppressed:
And the dead day smiles so bright, filling earth and heaven with light,--
You would think 't was dawn come back again--but the light is in the west.
O the grand solemn twilight, spreading peace from pole to pole!--
Ere the rains sweep o'er the hillsides, and the waters rise and roll,
In the lull and the calm, come, O angel with the palm--
In the still norther twilight, Azrael, take my soul.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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At Twilight The Sadness Comes
AT TWILIGHT THE SADNESS COMES
At Twilight the Sadness comes
Less Light
The fading of the world
Trees too less Green
And where to go?
Where to go?
Later it will change.
Perhaps.
The bright light of street lamps
Against the Blackness.
But now for these moments
Everything feels
As if it has lost all its meaning
And is about to Die.
I too in my Tiredness
am like the Twilight now
Soon I will be 66 years of Age.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Innocence was stolen
You stolen my innocence
As a young child
The painful memories
Filled my childhood with
Tears, hurt, and pain
The unbearable pain
The hurt
You put me though
You lost nothing
You gain power
I lose my innocence
Lost my life
Lost my happiness
Gain nothing but pain
My childhood forgotten
My childhood lost
My childhood stolen by a man
that was my moms friend
You voilatd me
You molesed me
More then I can count on my hands and feet
You took the innocents out of the child
And left pain
poem by Tiffany Johnson
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When Children Lose Their Innocence
The innocence of childhood it is a marvellous thing
And all children are untainted in their life's early Spring
But by the time they've reached their teens their innocence they've lost
And the experience that we gain from age always comes at a cost.
When children lose their innocence they lose their gift of joy
The joy that comes from innocence in every young girl and boy
Compared to us young children see life quite differently
Of the guilt of corruption they are completely free.
I have such happy memories of when I was a boy
My childhood years were happy years but time just seemed to fly
And the experience that I've gained from life it came at a great cost
For I lost something beautiful when innocence I lost.
poem by Francis Duggan
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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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Shooting Star
Of this night I will always dream.
For my angel is but a whisper upon the twilight.
A shining soul glimmering in the darkness to bring the strongest light.
A guide for those who lost their way.
A wind that brings us a new day with new hope.
A foundation not yet finished, but soon it will be complete.
With memories both upon the mind and heart we do keep.
A sense of both sorrow, and happiness.
A mixture that is but perfect and sweet.
It is quite unique and all our own.
It can not captured in a jar.
It can not be mimicked or cloned.
It is but a shooting star.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Little Pieces of Innocence
Little Pieces of Innocence
(0n watching my children sleep)
Sweet sleep, little pieces of innocence,
While dreams so serenely fair,
Fill their heads with joyous thoughts,
How gladly do I stand and stare,
Upon the gifts that love has brought.
No darkness spreads her sorrow here,
Sleep on dear children, rest, but know,
Your father watches with such delight,
This moment of truth, and with heart aglow,
And filled with love this night.
Those little pieces of innocence,
So serene, so full of grace,
Sweetest gifts that Heaven imparts,
Fondly shall I long embrace,
The innocence in their hearts.
Those little pieces of innocence,
Their youthful years so few,
Enjoy now as you grow,
Joys of innocence, pure and true,
That only children ever know.
The hour is fleeting, and morn is nigh,
Innocence so filled with truth,
Awake! enjoy your childhood years,
Before time sweeps away your youth,
And innocence disappears.
Never, never can I lose them,
No time or distance shall stake a claim,
Though saddness may overcome me,
My heart will stay the same,
And those little pieces of innocence will forever be.
By
Richard Netherland Cook
poem by Richard Netherland Cook
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Into The Twilight
OUT-WORN heart, in a time out-worn,
Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;
Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight,
Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.
Your mother Eire is aways young,
Dew ever shining and twilight grey;
Though hope fall from you and love decay,
Burning in fires of a slanderous tongue.
Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill:
For there the mystical brotherhood
Of sun and moon and hollow and wood
And river and stream work out their will;
And God stands winding His lonely horn,
And time and the world are ever in flight;
And love is less kind than the grey twilight,
And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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At Drăgăşani, the sunrise shows a strong light, a white-gold light, bright as the face of a baby reconciled by invisible angels, a young light that is fulfilled to the zenith.After noon the descent begins, the light bakes, slowly acquires the celestial brass until full browning, dies little by little in the twilight… the spectacle of twilight leaves you speechless, watching the last strand of starry copper fall into the darkness, the sunset accumulates all the peace of fire that renders a color that could never be imitated by something or someone, the sunset urges the eyes to a gentle melancholy of all living things until the end of any stress accumulated during the day.
Camelia Oprița in The word opens the human mind - Saint Nicholas Publishing House
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Twilight
The visions dancing in my mind
The early dawn, the shades of time
Twilight crawling through my windowpane
Am I awake or do I dream?
The strangest pictures I have seen
Night is day and twilights gone away
With your head held high and your scarlet lies
You came down to me from the open skies
Its either real or its a dream
Theres nothing that is in between...
Chorus:
Twilight, I only meant to stay awhile
Twilight, I gave you time to steal my mind
Away from me.
Across the night I saw your face
You disappeared without a trace
You brought me here, but can you take me back?
Inside the image of your light
That now is day and once was night
You lead me here and then you go away.
Repeat chorus
(you brought me here, but can you take me back again? )
With your head held high and your scarlet lies
You came down to me from the open skies
Repeat chorus
Twilight, I only meant to stay awhile
Twilight, I only meant to stay awhile
Twilight, twilight, twilight, twilight.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Love of moonlight
Moonlight soft as down filled pillows
Cool as spring water washing over my face
filtered through the nets of weeping willows
Scattered beams… through prisms of lace
Rays of radiance, round ruffs and edges
Of clouds that scurry, to keep apace
Puddles of buttermilk, on ground and hedges
Moonlight phantasms of lunar grace
moon glow… with halo, aura of gold
Light worshipped by werewolves and covens of witches
Both bane and blessing…in lore of old
Light that has no need of man or of switches
Light that can be reaped from fall’s harvest moon
Light to be enjoyed by moonstruck lover
Light that has music, like a happy… or blue tune
Moon light is unique…quite unlike any other
Moonlight’s a mystery, yet I love it so
Moonlight has the power to charm and delight
while some people scoff, at moon’s golden glow
Others… like me, are swept up at it’s sight
poem by David Whalen
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I Dreamt You
I dreamt you
last night
After years that I thought
that my dreams were dry
as I remember
all those days
before I lost my I
Your face clear in the crowd
your hallow curly hair
the innocence of childhood still
no stains beyond repair
I dreamt you
in a middle
of another dream.
Just standing
looking forward
with that look upon your face,
without a smile
without a tear
in golden shining innocence
Your face was like the moon
in full glow but of cold
as if the preview of your life
when your dreams will grow old
I dreamt you
in a riddle
of an unknown golden mean.
Teasing me
with your eyes wide
your gaze so true
in holy hue
a lie could not avail
no passenger in this old ride
but captain of the sail
I dreamt you
last night.
I awoke in comfort and at ease
a master of my life and
in my hands I hold the keys.
I woke refreshed and energised
with certainty I knew
that all is well and there is hope
for I am still just you.
poem by Boaz Zippor
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Spiders And Fireflies
It is July,
Where have all the fireflies gone?
The fireflies from my childhood,
The ones that used to amuse me,
The ones I used to chase,
and capture,
and make my own.
I guess they symbolize the
Innocence from my Childhood,
and I guess,
They have ran off with the
Innocence from my Childhood.
Now I'm overwhelmed with spiders.
Everywhere I turn,
There's another spider at my back.
Where did they come from?
Where did the fields go,
that I once captured fireflies in?
poem by Carey Noelle
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Education Light
Education Light
Is there a light brighter than sunlight
which can lead brain and heart out from twilight
and heal blinders from the disability
to reborn them to be the priority
Is there a light more beautiful than starlight
which can change your sight
from flat to round
from anxious to bold
Yes, that is education light
bright and so bright
who can ignore it
when penetrates in your sight
poem by Slamet Muljo
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Light.
Light me a light any kind of light,
Just shine its beam into my darkest night,
For like a child I stay up in fright,
So light me a light any light tonight.
Candlelight, moonlight any light is just right,
For in that light I might find my might!
Don’t sing me a song, don’t hold me tight,
Just light me a light, any light tonight.
Light me a light to assist my sight,
Just my naked eye darkness cannot fight,
So before darkness gets a chance to bite,
Light me a light any kind of light.
Flickering, glaring or outright bright,
I don’t care what kind just light me a light,
All I need is darkness away tonight,
So light me a light any kind of light.
poem by Barak Al'Mondia
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Memories Of Lost Youth
When I was a young boy many decades ago
I thought babies like flowers in the gardens did grow
That's what I was told and what I did believe
Children have their innocence and are not hard to deceive.
I yearn for the innocence that I had then
Something that I lost in the World of men
Lost innocence we cannot hope to regain
Though fond memories of childhood we always retain.
When I was a young boy with joy I recall
The great tits young in the dark cavity in the stone wall
I did hear them chirp though them I could not see
The mysteries of Nature a wonder to me.
The winter was cold with frost wind rain and snow
And the river bank high in the old fields did flow
But Spring brought her birdsong her wildflowers and green
And Nature's great beauty for all to be seen.
My innocence died like the flowers of the Spring
But memories of lost youth a beautiful thing
The passing of time has left me looking gray
And a different World I live in today.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Metamorphosis (Renga)
Co-authored with Tim Drew
A heart’s sacred trust
Fragile and easily bruised
Murder of the soul
Sheltered by walls of numbness
Condemned to a living death
A life with no soul
The pained motion of living
No one understands
A beggar at mercy’s door
Heart and soul long to be healed
Child of innocence
No longer is the soul pure
Desperately seeking
Fervently searching for soul
Seeking warm sanctuary
Longing for answers
Shell of what was once living
Utter emptiness
Hiding from the sight of God
Yearning for a safe haven
Child of the shadows
Seeking ways out of darkness
Starving for the light
Darkness is more familiar
Invisible from our sight
Bruises unnoticed
Such tormented innocence
Self is shamed away
Tainted by the sins of man
God's love will never falter
Accepting God's light
Shame begins to melt away
Innocence reborn
True healing comes from within
By the grace of God
Shining in the light
Through Him all things possible
Innocence reborn
A new path lit by God's love
Loved unconditionally
Out of the shadows
Behold, the new child of God
Sacred trust restored
A new measure of balance
New path of truth, love, and light
Welcome this new day
Divine child shines with the light
Safe haven is found
Deep love from salvation’s hand
Rendered to this world in peace
Copyright (c) 2005 ChandaPanda and Tim Drew
poem by Chanda Panda
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