Best Singings Poems
A little bird set on the limb of a tree
chirping and warbling as loud as can be
while down by the pond a little frog set
on a rock by the water all shiny and wet
Said the frog to the bird, I can sing just like you
and started in croaking while eating flies too
A trout in the pond covered his ears
and if he'd been dry, I'm sure you'd see tears
Please stop all that croaking he said with a frown
all of that noise could make a fish drown
The little frog jumped and snapped at his fin
that all that you know he said with a grin
With a flip of his tail the trout swam away
and hid in the shadows the rest of the day
The little bird laughed and said to the frog
your singings just fine if you live in a bog
Each to their own the little frog said
and the bird did agree with a nod of his head
For the "Fable to the Rescue Contest"
Nelson MandeLA
PATRIOT OF ALL NATIONS
A Powerful leader and example of true stature and grace
A warm smile that lit the whole african nation
His truth and pure honesty spread across the whole world
touched the young and the old
To see a man come out been captive in prison for so many years mandela
led the nation by example and dignity
His walk changed the african country
how to unite as one.The colours of the rainbow
are the same Mandela in his kind words spoke out with such empathy to the nation
Calling out we are a rainbow nation
NO distincation of caste creed or colour
To see people as one united country
TO make the impossible become the possible
Father of nation
Madiba shone like a bright star
The nation held him with great respect
He truly led by example
His passing away brought sadness to the haerts of everyone
But i am sure the lord has laid a red carpet
angels singings trumphets blowing
for a great welcome of a truly great man
We will remember you Tata In african language means father
Godfather of all nation
Truest liberal leader
Bless you
SOULS IN LOVE
Entwined souls in love
Perpetually singings
Eternity's song
© Demetrios Trifiatis
11 JUNE 2013
Feelings, my deeper feelings,
Walk me down to two different meanings
Of romance won through uncontrollable strivings
Reminiscing my blooming love in youthful pinnings
When I cried my heart out on sunset evenings
Yearnings surmounting on desirous heartstrings
Nostalgia of the golden era in my early teenings
Listening to Andy and Julie Andrew's singings
Smiles while listening to their musical strummings
Feelings, my deeper feelings
Walk me down to two different meanings
Dreaming and starry nights for future strivings
May 16, 2016
For Gren's Evergreens (GoldenOldies) # 2
* Feelings By Andy Williams
Oh sing exponentially sing
vague ting-a-ling-a-tinglings
singest singing
ring a ring ringing
lifeless lives lost luminously
singing songs serenely safely
safely softly singing
Don’t you love this
Beautiful mix
Beautiful strings of soul
Beautiful melody
Lively lyrics
With freedom, flowing
Fluently,
But not just for show
Oh no
As the violin
Rests between
Certain notes
and the lyrical maestro
Pauses
Drawing
Quick breaths
During stage time
In time
In between lines
Myself, I remind
That everything with breath
Ought give praise
Don’t you love this
God’s instruments
Letting His praises ring
The violinist,
A vessel
Strumming the melodious strings
Making way to their singings
Singing sensations
To God, so sensational
This I know
As I project
His praises
Through my style
Of words and phrases, freely
I’m never to forget
What He’s done for me
I’m never to forget
A cross, the cross
At Calvary
Where life began
Again
When I chose to
Receive
That’s why I love this
Lifting up the name,
Of Jesus
How great thou art
Instruments of praise
We are
Yes, yes
Instruments of praise, we are
In our minds
In our hearts
Instruments of praise we are
Even as we,
Snap our fingers
Clap our hands
We give glory
To His creation
As only His creation can
Our cries are their way
Our laughs cause them sad
Are we going to stay?
I think they'll never mind about that
From the night until the day
We still stuck in the same raid
All of the precious ways turn to grey
They have no heart to be laid
While they're enjoying their singings
Our breakfast done at suppers
They may have strength with things
But we're stronger in suffers
But what they got is illusions
Since people have their own portion
By the time they're in our position
Sadly,
There will be no way even for regression
Cos will be too late to ask for remission
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