Tremendous Ascension
Calm wonder of the night
Has made love seem well tight.
Before me, a fair sight
Released joy, which took flight.
That great joy ascends right
From the heart that goes bright
With heavenly soft light.
Its effect great, not slight
To the tremendous height
With love that cannot blight,
Fills my soul with great might.
Such joy with that I plight.
poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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Day And Night II
Day and night,
Love and candlelight,
Way and sight,
May and bright,
Lay and slight,
Say and right,
Clay and plight,
Mock and fight,
Work and alright,
Name and Wright,
Pay and alight,
Castle and Knight,
Plane and flight,
Hope and delight,
Load and weight,
Anger and blight,
Power and might,
Above and height,
Number and eight,
Bay and light,
Torch and flashlight,
Focus and highlight,
Kindness and Albright,
Coast and bight,
Body and tight;
And, like a weak thread in the land of your muse!
But, day and night i will search for you my love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Insatiable Desire
Oh, Lord, My moon, see my plight,
The whole day, the sun I fight,
And my petals I keep closed tight
For you, over the horizon right,
To rise in the starry night,
And kiss me with your cool light.
Oh, Lord, My moon, I now sight
Your luminous mien, so coolly bright,
My coyness with your touch is in flight—
I unfold myself with no fright,
In ecstasy, I dance with all my might
From the shimmering waters of the bight.
Oh, Lord, My moon, I now sight,
The happiness you bestow from infinite height,
The distance that parts us is the day-light,
I wish, I could soar past the kite in delight,
To touch your feet in reverence spright.
But alas! I droop down with incurable blight!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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When Love Is Lost
When love is lost, the day sets towards the night,
Albeit the morning sun may still be bright,
And not one cloud-ship sails across the sky.
Yet from the places where it used to lie
Gone is the lustrous glory of the light.
No splendour rests in any mountain height,
No scene spreads fair and beauteous to the sight;
All, all seems dull and dreary to the eye
When love is lost.
Love lends to life its grandeur and its might;
Love goes, and leaves behind it gloom and blight;
Like ghosts of time the pallid hours drag by,
And grief's one happy thought is that we die.
Ah, what can recompense us for its flight
When love is lost?
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Spotlight II
Spotlight, hot, hit, hits, sit, it, is, pit, pits, tight, plight, sight, log, logs;
Seeing things in black and white! !
However, i can see what you cannot see in this bush.
Spotlight, spot, pot, top, sot, pots, to, so, light, spit, go, slight, hog, got, shot!
Teaching people,
Helping people,
But, staying with you was a great joy! !
And like the water of love in the land of many rivers,
But, i can see something in this bush that you cannot see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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How Great
Like a mother mine was delighted she gave birth
It feels as great as we felt coming to live on earth
Great as we thought it was when joining school
Highly respectable as we perceived our graduation
with great love of money for love and infatuation
Much as we thought money made people great
Then the job made great impact on love perception
We were held higher by those thinking we were great
Our mind made us take a great pride in education
With little regards to the good great book we forgot
For great eloquence in language for communication
For great crowds of ladies and gentlemen we fought
The more lovers one has, the easier it was to feel great
How great was the lavish and satisfaction
How great the diversity and the depth we experienced
How great the comfort to feel the hardness and softness
How great on earth does it taste fornication?
How great when we fear not for our Godlessness
How great when we die is going to be our tribulation?
poem by Linus Kithinji Njeru
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The Missing Finger
You left us with ten fingers and,
Came back with nine fingers;
What really went wrong?
Fifteen years away from home,
We are yet to know what really went wrong;
Fifteen years away to make some money,
What really went wrong with your missing finger?
You made enough money and thought that,
You were richer than the President;
Today, you've returned home poorer than before!
There is time for everything,
A time to gain and a time to lose;
What really went wrong?
From a flight to your plight,
Who will help you now?
Fifteen years awayto make some money,
But today you can't even eat well at home;
From a flight to your plight,
Today you can't even sleep well at home;
Fifteen years away to make some money,
The very colours of the rainbow with a view;
You left us with ten fingers and,
Came back home with nine fingers;
What really went wrong?
From a flight to your plight,
Fifteen years away to make some money;
From the land of red, gold and green! !
From a flight to a plight,
It's all part of a lesson;
You are now at home at last.
The President was at the stadium but,
Where were you?
It is better to be humble than to boast.
Flight, sight, might, bright, tight, light;
You're poorer than fifteen years ago!
Bite, kite, height, fight, eight, plight;
You're poorer than fifteen years ago!
Quiet, rite, white, night, site, write;
You're poorer than fifteen years ago!
Today, the President is better off than you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Light Filtering Through The Clouds
through the clouds it drifts
a sea of milk
a ray of hope
a heavenly rope
a mist of joy
a shadow of sky
a path of noor
a flight of hoor
stairs of light
to inconceivable height
a glow in the heart
a joy, for a start
a sight to feel
a light that heal
material of dreams
a magical seam
an angels ride
sun's own pride
a sight that fills
what a magical feeling!
this poem is about the way light passes thru the clouds sometimes.the rays of light filtering thru is quite mesmerizing
PS. noor is 'heavenly light'
hoor is 'fairies'
poem by Syeda Beenish Jalil
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Hunger For The Great Light
Oh great light of love
Oh great light of love
Oh great light of love
Oh great light of love
Here you go, you dirty girl
Good god
Try to love try to oh
God's love is alive inside you
You know who needs you
I wanna be your hunger
I wanna see you open wide
And then I go down for you
I wanna blow your mind
It's my aim to kill you
My aim's to love you
You and I such a pretty thing
Smile, smile, you know you thrill me
Cross your heart and hope to die
You know I'd love to
I wanna be your hunger
I wanna see you open wide
And when I go down for you
I wanna blow your mind
You and I oh oh
Shine, shine
Oh great light of love
Oh great light of love
Oh great light of love
Oh great light of love
You comes like an answered prayer
Praise God, try to love try to oh
I have the little dusted eye
Oo, Oh I love you
I wanna be your hunger
I wanna see you open wide
And when I go down for you
I wanna blow your mind
You, you, hey you
You, you, ohh
You, you, ohh
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Great Big Man
Rust on your fingers, you got trouble at your feet.
Keep the home fires burning, but look out for the heat
'cause there's a man at the window who knows just what you think,
and there's a water boy behind you who won't give you a drink
Well it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight,
it takes a great big man to win a great big fight.
When it comes to dying, no matter what you tell,
They'll let you into a heaven 'cause you lived your life in hell.
Well they've got no way to reward you but to let those breezes blow,
And you've got nothing left to do but to let your anger show.
'Cause it's a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight,
it takes a great big man to win a great big fight.
Think about your baby, think about your wife,
Think about your banker who's trying to take your life.
Think about this planet that's rolling through the night.
Oh can you turn your back on such a great big fight?
You got the muscle, big man, you got the power,
but you're getting weaker with each passing hour.
Just like a flame in the rain, like a light in the night,
well if it's you that must stay, well then it's you that must fight!
'Cause it's a hard, hard time, your future's not bright,
it takes a great big man to win a great big
great big man to win a great big fight.
song performed by by Don McLean
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My Rondel
When I was hatred I was great,
While I, today, all things above,
Am great – great for I feel I’m love,
Great for with Lethe I share the fate.
Yes, mercilessness makes you great,
But high you fly, high like a dove
When nothing is your heart but love,
When mercy does your soul elate.
I know: all things bear sorrow’s weight,
Through life in ignorance we rove,
But every solace is in love,
And even if distress be great,
Elation is: forgive, forget.
poem by Alexandru Macedonski from The Poem Of Rondels (1927), translated by Dan Duţescu
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O Lord My God! - -Carl Boberg
O Lord my God!
When I in awesome wonder
consider all the worlds
Thy hands have made
I see the stars,
I hear the rolling thunder,
The power throughout the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook and feel the geltle breeze;
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing,
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in; -
That on the cross my burden gladly bearing,
He bled to take away my sin; -
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow in humble adoration
And there proclaim, My God, How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
poem by Sangnam Nam
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“light”
Light-Light ever bright
Flood my every pore
Banish the black of night
From my very core
Light-Light ever bright
Sent from high above
Still my inner fight
Fill me with your love
Light-Light ever bright
You bring me cheer 'n joy
My heart fills with delight
I’m such a happy boy
Light-Light ever bright
Your gift to me is second sight
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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How Great Thou Art
O Lord my God
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds
They hands have made
I see the stars
I hear the rollin' thunder
Thy power throughout
The universe displayed.
Then sings my soul
My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art!
When Christ shall come
With shouts of acclamation
And take me home
What joy shall fill my heart
Then I shall bow
In humble adoration
And there proclaim,
''My God, how great Thou art!''
Then sings my soul
My Savior God, to Thee,
How great Thou art
How great Thou art
Then sings my soul
My Savior God, to Thee
How great Thou art
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art
How great Thou art!...
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Dream Catcher
Hanging by the window,
the dream catcher waits,
to catch me a dream, that's hopefully great.
Quiet and still, it waits in the night,
to catch a dream, traveling in flight.
Its web is of leather, its feathers light,
the magic it works, carries great height.
Will it bring me a lover, a funny story or song?
or, will it bring nightmares
where everything goes wrong...
The time is now near, for me to lie down
and wait for a dream that's happy and sound.
Dream catcher, dream catcher,
caution you please,
my heart is now calm, my mind is at ease
Go in the night and find what you will,
catch me a dream
that's meaningful and still.
poem by by unknown author
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Lover Of Poetry
Night, right, light, might, sight, slight, bright;
Far away from you with the words of love,
But, i am also very far ahead of the world in thinking.
Speed, feed, heed, weed, need, seed, creed;
And like the lover of sweet poetry,
But the clarity of your face satisfies my muse.
Flight, tight, bight, knight, fight, plight;
With works and the words of love,
But love is in the air with all that muses.
Greed, peed, reed, deed, dreed, teed;
Far away from home with the words of love,
But i am what i am today.
Tell, sell, fell, well, jell, quell, bell, cell, dell, ell, yell;
I am a lover of sweet poetry! !
And like the clarity in the eyes of your lover;
But, she is very far away from you.
Roof, proof, goof, hoof, spoof, woof;
She's very far away from me and i am in love,
But, my next four months in school will be dedicated to her.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Winds, Storms, and Blight
i remember it was night
and all i lost was my sight
drawn in the middle of the night
stuck onto a flight
that has defined my plight
and i searched for might
like for a sword to a knight...
Reality blew me like a kite
out of the dream into day light
now i have both hands to fight
To watch and guard with my sight
against the winds, storms, and blight
poem by Timothy muggaga
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The Night Of Plight
i remember it was night
and all i lost was my sight
drawn in the middle of the night
stuck onto a flight
that has defined my plight
and i searched for might
like for a sword to a knight...
Reality blew me like a kite
out of the dream into day light
now i have both hands to fight
To watch and guard with my sight
against the winds, storms, and blight
poem by Timothy muggaga
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God Is
God is
A verb
A slight movement
Seen
A quiet voice
Heard,
He lights the
Way
He starts and ends every
Day,
He is
He does
He's a
Warrior
He's a
Dove,
God is masculine femininity
He is the great
Struggle
Always at work within
Me,
God is every living
Word
He is the foundation
Reality
Totality
And the totally
Absurd,
God is my own
Light and dark
Every silence
As well as every
Hark!
He is the distant eagle
Nearly out of
Sight
He is the everywhere
Air
That gives feathers flight,
God is a deep, deep
Mystery
Wholly unsolvable
By the collective mind of all
Humanity...
Yet
Holy-living
Grace -giving
Deep within... even
Me;
God is spent-blood
Spilt 2,000 years ago
That mysteriously
Through his
Children
Does still flow,
God is at
The height of all
Joy
The depth of all
Pain,
He accepts the
Loss...
He favors the
Gain,
God is
Light
No darkness can overcome
He stays, even
When day is done
He scatters darkness
To endless abyss
He takes it
Away
As far as east from West,
God is
The great
Pruner
Cutting virulent dead wood from the
Heart
He is
Holy ether
Breathing
Life into a new start,
God is
Music
Singing to all the
Sisters and brothers
He is
Wisdom
Teaching us
To sing
One with another,
God is
Freedom and
Life
The Way shown
Brilliant and bright
Now and
Eternally assured, for
He is the
Love of
His children
In and by
His high and holy Word,
God is the
Rock upon which
Moses stood
He is
All in all
The
Great and the good, in
Him is no darkness
Only
Light
Forever day...
The end of night;
God is
Sitting at Zion's
Most Holy Gate
As for
His children peacefully
He does wait...
God is
Sitting with us by the
Rivers of Babylon
While we mournfully await
The coming new
Dawn,
And as we the exiled weep
Pouring prayers at
His feet
He recalls
His own true heart of
Love,
His promised
Word,
Thereby every prayer here offered,
By God is
Indeed heard.
Forever before
God was,
Forever after
God is.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Three Postcards
Oh, three postcards to my heart;
The three postcards from Morocco with love,
They are as a souvenir to my heart.
How great you are with love and care,
How great you are with words and views,
How great you are to my heart;
Yes, the postcrads of Safi to my humble heart.
Love will surely find a way,
Like the dream of dreams on important issues;
You are the one for me when it comes for love.
My heart is the soul of business when,
You are open to me;
My heart is the room of love when,
You are ready to share;
How sweet is your love?
Oh, sweet postcards to my heart;
The three postcards of love from the North,
True love transcends all borders.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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