To end the Night 3
Once again, I end the night with this verse
Christmas music streams and flows in the air
bringing gleeful warmth
the keys sound as I type
their rhythm
their pitter-patter speaks to the night:
"Gentle hosts of night, another is ending his night with a verse
take him into your shelter
ready him for the morrow
help him oh hosts of night
that he may succeed in the day
help him find all that he seeketh
help him find love
abolish hate
make a difference
lend a hand
summon the stars, Oh night!"
I end this night
shelter me in the night
I then will sleep and
End The Night
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Ballad to Sean Taylor
Ballad to Sean Taylor
by: Neima
You stepped on that field
Caressed it with your feet
You hit with your body your whole being
BANG, you felt pain
You took dirt to your face
Pain couldn’t stop you
Dirt couldn’t stop you
No one could
For you loved the game
So much so that it changed you forever
For the better
You made interceptions
I remember our gleeful screams
You took the ball like a warrior crushing the opponent
“Yes!!!!!!!!!!!” we said
Our arms flailing
Your life was not in vain
You brought smiles every Sunday
May You Find Solace In the Next World
Rest in Peace
by: Neima
You stepped on that field
Caressed it with your feet
You hit with your body your whole being
BANG, you felt pain
You took dirt to your face
Pain couldn’t stop you
Dirt couldn’t stop you
No one could
For you loved the game
So much so that it changed you forever
For the better
You made interceptions
I remember our gleeful screams
You took the ball like a warrior crushing the opponent
“Yes!!!!!!!!!!!” we said
Our arms flailing
Your life was not in vain
You brought smiles every Sunday
May You Find Solace In the Next World
Rest in Peace
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Poetic Dance of Love
Heart Throbs
feels compelled
the mind obsesses
The feet move
The soul purifies
the eyes tear
the fingers write
The chest feels nice
Every breath is consumed
in this Poetic Dance of Love
feels compelled
the mind obsesses
The feet move
The soul purifies
the eyes tear
the fingers write
The chest feels nice
Every breath is consumed
in this Poetic Dance of Love
Monday, November 5, 2007
To End The Night2
Now I end the night
With this verse
What will the night tell me
Will it be sleepless
kind
Will it torture my mind
Where will I go next
Where is love
is it here, in the night?
And so my friends
I end this verse to end the night.
With this verse
What will the night tell me
Will it be sleepless
kind
Will it torture my mind
Where will I go next
Where is love
is it here, in the night?
And so my friends
I end this verse to end the night.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Love is evrything
Love is everything
Love is a melody
Love is passion
Love is healing
Love makes a sound
A melodious soft Sound
Love is sweet
As sweet and as fresh as the dawn of a spring morning
Love is physical
Love is sensual
A Touch
A caress
A gentle stroke
A kiss with tongues interwoven
Love is encouragement
Love is happiness
Love is compassion
Love is a necessity
Love is warmth
Love is sacrifice without being sacrificial
Love is everything
Love is a melody
Love is passion
Love is healing
Love makes a sound
A melodious soft Sound
Love is sweet
As sweet and as fresh as the dawn of a spring morning
Love is physical
Love is sensual
A Touch
A caress
A gentle stroke
A kiss with tongues interwoven
Love is encouragement
Love is happiness
Love is compassion
Love is a necessity
Love is warmth
Love is sacrifice without being sacrificial
Love is everything
Thursday, September 6, 2007
To end the night
To End the Night
I end the Night with this verse
Where will Tomorrow take me
Will it be something good
Will I find What I've been looking for
Will Love find me
Will I find Love
Will I succeed
Will I help others
What will happen
Tommorow
I end the Night with this verse
Where will Tomorrow take me
Will it be something good
Will I find What I've been looking for
Will Love find me
Will I find Love
Will I succeed
Will I help others
What will happen
Tommorow
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
The Lover’s Tale
The Lover’s Tale
Once upon a time there existed a Lover
Who could love no other but Her
He described Her as enchanting
Truly divine with angelic qualities
The Lover loved Her with every breath
Every sacred minute
With all his compassion
With his heart
Fate, it seemed was never meant to be
For she could never love him
The Lover Continued to love Her ardently
Passionately and with steadfastness
Everyone wondered why he still loved Her
And he would be quoted saying:
“What’s love worth if it is to be given up on so easily?”
Time went on as due
And on a day which seemed as if angels had descended
They took their vows
And forever lived on the tranquil throne of Love
Teardrops of pain
Teardrops of pain
Cry out teardrops
Unleash the pain inside me
Why did I lose her
Tell me teardrops
Why is a friend ill
Why all the suffering
Why does love hurt
Why is a world so beautiful
Full of so much villainy
Explain everything Teardrops of pain
Why are some less fortunate than others
Why do people hate
Why do people love
Where are you teardrops of joy
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