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A Collection of Beautiful Poems
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By: Sheila Donovan Brazil Combien - De- Fois Time and again I hear your voice, Time and again I have the choice, To sit and dream of you and I, To remember; don't have to try.
Once in a while, feel deep sorrow, Knowing I won't see you next tomorrow. Once in a while, take a deep breath. I didn't know I had such wealth.
"Combien De Fois? "Combien De Fois?" I wonder always where you are? Behind some cloud, trailing in the breeze, Hiding amongst raindrops, caressing the trees
This constant searching for you, Keeps me busy, and the whole time through, I gaze at that far away star "Combien De Foise?" "Combien De Foise?"
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By: Elisabeth Karlberg Angelholm, Sweden
My Nest Gently you put me with your loving wings within your warm heart, where turtle doves always sing you built my nest in a secret oak tree a nest so free, made of passion and flowers of eternity you taught me what I needed to know by showing my heart all senses and how to grow the most beautiful song you sang for me with a voice so clear, filled with love and an honest melody sheltered by you from rain, storm and snow until I was safe again and the sun was glittering in the rainbow I still love you, your love has meant a lot even now when the nest has fallen down and the singing turtle doves are the only thing I've got
********** By:Adebayo Olabisi Saki, Oyo Nigeria
Thoughts In The Rain It rained cats and dogs into the pots Forcing all to sit and stare in the huts; But their minds nursed different thoughts: The slave's - that the day's job was naught And the Lord's - that the morrow is for double plot.. The old cold war and rough tough tug of thought
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By: Pauline D'Roza Fosses Cedex, France
Hymn For a Lasting Peace The world needs a lasting peace if man is to survive: Let nation not fight nation, Let race not conquer race, Let the strong not commit invasion, Let all men share Earth's grace. Ban aggression of any kind, Ban all arms production, Ban man's violence against mankind, Ban all forms of destruction. It is for a lasting peace that man has got to strive.
The world needs a lasting peace if man is to survive: To save the snow capped mountains, To save the depths of the seas, To save the springs and fountains, To save the birds and the bees; That farms and forests flourish, That rivers and streams flow pure, That fields give life and nourish, That Earth's great seasons endure. It is for a lasting peace that man has got to strive.
The world needs a lasting peace if man is to survive: That man may walk upon Earth, That he will find an open door, That there be the rights of birth, That man destroys not, be the law; That each to his faith can hold, That homes and gardens are safe, That not a child dies in the cold, That not a child is a hungry waif. It is for a lasting peace that man has got to strive.
The world needs a lasting peace if man is to survive: That Human Rights be for all men, That every injustice should cease, That Human Rights protects all men, That all men can find perfect peace; That there be but one brotherhood, That the land, sea and sky be free, That progress be for the common good, That peace everlasting will be. It is for a lasting peace that man has got to strive.
************** By: Bridget Pearson Navenne, France
Hail Africa Hail Africa, Full of race, The lords be with you, You are cursed among nations, And black flesh, the fruit of your soil, is cursed. Holy Africa, Mother of humans, Cry for us, killers, Now, and at the hour Of your death, Amen!
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Re: A Collection of Beautiful Poems (Re: zumrawi)
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salamz Zumrawi, real glad 2 hear from u... walahee i used 2 always read for Thomas Hardy and certain poem writers, but i decided that i will just read for everyone now, n i found some good poets,.... just never ran into ur writer... samuel..hmmm, 4got z last name... but anyhow.. if u got any poems of his, i'd luv 2 read them, or just send me a website of his works or somethin... thnx again, real glad 2 share z luv 4 poetry wit u ME ME ME
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Re: A Collection of Beautiful Poems (Re: zaytoona)
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Salam Zaytoona , thanks for having the same interest in poetry , i never read for thomas hardy though i am in USA ,i might read for him after the semester i will look for the website of Samuel Colredge
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Re: A Collection of Beautiful Poems (Re: zumrawi)
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salamz ya zumrawi,... Thomas is a gr8 writer... i knew him cuz they basically "forced" us 2 read his novel "Tess Of The D'Ubervills" in grade 12 or somethin.. been a long time, but u'd b surprised how many times i read it afterwords...he's one of z greatest writers of z end of the 1800s n z early 1900s... u should definetly read for him n i strongly recommend "Tess..". "far from z maddenin cloud" and "Jude z obsecure"... and one that i still havn't gone 2 read yet, but i'll if i get my hands on it.. called "a pair of blue eyes"... what i really like 'bout the guy is his darin style of writin n his explicit ability to use symbolism (my favourite form in writin)... give it a thought.. z guy is worth it anyhow..
here's one of his poems..
Thomas Hardy (1840–192. Wessex Poems and Other Verses. 1898. 31. Her Immortality UPON a noon I pilgrimed through A pasture, mile by mile, Unto the place where I last saw My dead Love’s living smile. And sorrowing I lay me down 5 Upon the heated sod: It seemed as if my body pressed The very ground she trod. I lay, and thought; and in a trance She came and stood me by— 10 The same, even to the marvellous ray That used to light her eye. “You draw me, and I come to you, My faithful one,” she said, In voice that had the moving tone 15 It bore in maidenhead. She said: “‘Tis seven years since I died: Few now remember me; My husband clasps another bride; My children mothers she. 20 My brethren, sisters, and my friends Care not to meet my sprite: Who prized me most I did not know Till I passed down from sight.” I said: “My days are lonely here; 25 I need thy smile alway: I’ll use this night my ball or blade, And join thee ere the day.” A tremor stirred her tender lips, Which parted to dissuade: 30 “That cannot be, O friend,” she cried; “Think, I am but a Shade! “A Shade but in its mindful ones Has immortality; By living, me you keep alive, 35 By dying you slay me. “In you resides my single power Of sweet continuance here; On your fidelity I count Through many a coming year.” 40 —I started through me at her plight, So suddenly confessed: Dismissing late distaste for life, I craved its bleak unrest. “I will not die, my One of all!— 45 To lengthen out thy days I’ll guard me from minutest harms That may invest my ways!” She smiled and went. Since then she comes Oft when her birth-moon climbs, 50 Or at the seasons’ ingresses Or anniversary times; But grows my grief. When I surcease, Through whom alone lives she, Ceases my Love, her words, her ways, 55 Never again to be!
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