Song Rubaiyat Poems

Looking for a potent punch line,
on thoughts began to wine and dine,
which noticed not flutter of heart,
caused by love which for love does pine.

Vibrant living...

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With no mindless questions to ask
Swathed in blissful moonlight, we bask
The vast void is where we belong
Facade of form, a cloak, a mask

Vibrant presence sings...

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Quote By Poet "Money like honey is sweet to taste but money can sting you."

If money was the way
we would be happy everyday
then why are...

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Song of Love and Joy

What tune is this that stems from heart,
The voice of soul love-vibes impart
To light that flame before too long,
Before love dies...

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 "The streams are my veins." 

Rivers, rather than flowing around us, deliver vitality to every cell and fiber in the body. They are the...

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In realm of love when passions stirred
Song of romance fervent hearts heard
In tenor we knew, rhythms that woo,
Strummed by music our desires spurred.

Oh! how that...

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setting sun and that glass of wine,
a haunting song, a place to dine,
my heart searches for days now lost,
those lips and eyes that once were...

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No larger than a grain of rice,
her face is forming; mouth, a slice.
Her heart, a tube, begins to beat;
at one month, things are imprecise. 

An...

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On the train that I rode today, 
into town I was on my way. 
You never know what you will see, 
out the window were...

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Of late, I seem unable
To write a song or fable.
Perhaps it’s too much caffeine;
I seem to be unstable.

Now recently, I’m shaking;
My muscles have been aching.
I...

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These days I feel things have gone wrong -
like words have vanished from a song
I used to always love to hear!
For long-ago good times I...

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 Walking the Autumn forest heals,
as squirrels dig for nutty meals;
on this lovely but chilly day,
where bright colors nature reveals.

Wildflowers still growing so gay,
and song...

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from where does the winter wind blow?
Arctic, Norway, or states below?
to shower snow and winter chill,
then from here to where does it go?

lumps of loose...

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Sitting in the summer rays,
against what the doctors say,
I sip tea and look at clouds, 
And watch children play

motionless days, long and lazy
Summer made fire...

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My friend summer heals us from oppression.
All of history makes this concession.
The ancient world knew him as the phoenix.
He snares up winter's unjust transgression.

The Greeks...

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