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? or John Fletcher.
ORPHEUS with his lute made trees
And the mountain tops that freeze
Bow themselves when he did sing:
To his music plants and flowers
Ever sprung; as sun and showers
There had made a lasting spring.
Every thing that heard him play,
Even the billows of the sea,
Hung their heads and then lay by.
In sweet music is such art,
Killing care and grief of heart
Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
Give me your hand
Make room for me
to lead and follow
beyond this rage of poetry.
Let others have
the privacy of
The ship is afloat
The hour strikes
Water ripples beneath
The sky is clear
let us secretly steer
The captain, his crew
The planets and stars
Moon is yet to arrive
The sky is palest of blue
We seem to be living in a flawed
World, of conditioned existence,
Of tackling gritty here-and-now
Problems of work or life problems,
As poverty got worse
I thought about leaving
why do you speak to me like this?
i am your creator
you are my chemical imbalance
i am your mother and father
This is very important day for you,
As you have conquered,
But see him,
To stand still in life's storms,
would be as if we were unborn.
Tucked securely in the womb,
sucking a finger in amniotic fluid.
Love can be like a sunrise
full of surprises. As bright
as a new day. Singing like
a lark, coming out of the
With the Festival of Harvest, all festivals come to an end in January having started all in August;
In the adverse climates of six months, only festivals have made all forget bad effects pretty well;
Now the time has started for implementing all dreams and wishes to achieve what we wish;
Now mist and fog are covering everywhere like clouds in the sky hiding all Stars there all nights!
Rest restless reasons
rely and fly through seasons
changing colours seat
by Freeyad Ibrahim
Eric Arthur Blair.
Calamity struck his family.
Is love a loaf of bread
to be sliced and shared
among all loving members?
The more the members,
Love is sweet
like a nectar-filled kiss,
tender petal lips
and heavenly bliss.
Life is a path of light and shade
that we have to walk alone unafraid,
strewn with lovely flowers and tickly thorns
that we have to embrace with no groan,