On the heights, all paths are paved with daggers.
Robert Jordan in The Wheel of Time
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Book and Film Deals
So many excuses,
By those authoritative are made.
To build new prisons...
As if a rehabilitation saves,
Released felons to return to fresh paths paved.
And nothing has proven,
A confinement does not attract.
Ex-convicts with long rap sheets return.
To be treated better than those,
Doing their best to live right.
And yet these are the people...
Victimized with their pockets burned.
So many excuses,
By those authoritative are made.
To build new prisons...
As if a rehabilitation saves,
Released felons to return to fresh paths paved.
While vicious crimes are glamourized.
With the signing of book and film deals done everyday.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Small Lady
My lady has died when she was a child,
Never has a hood been recovered, for she was a child.
The same dress she wore was red and blue,
Like the veins and arteries of her entrails.
Inside her studs a man of daggers and bones,
Bones are hers but both daggers lie hidden
And what are these promising weapons?
Are they thoughts, or wisdom eggs?
They are the daggers of blindness, foul things
Perish in the wilderness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Big Yellow Taxi
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop
They took all the trees and put em in a tree museum
And then they charged all the poeple twenty-five bucks just to see em
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your ddt now
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Late last night I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
song performed by by Amy Grant
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I Can't Believe
Chastity
What a virtue to be stolen
Tragedy
Has forsaken into fake
Blasphemy
Shadow stripped me of my reason
Misery
Comes to bed with me tonight
What am I gonna do
And now I can't believe
You let this happen to me
And I can't believe
They put those daggers through me
And I can't believe
You didn't come to save me from my pain
Laughed at me
They hit my face and clutched my rosary
Humility
A lesson best just left alone
Heresy
Because I'm two inside my body
Irony
A child of love from a man I hate
Until my dying day
And now I can't believe
You let this happen to me
And I can't believe
They put those daggers through me
And I can't believe
You didn't come to save me from my pain
And now I can't believe
You let this happen to me
And I can't believe
They put those daggers through me
And I can't believe
You didn't come to save me from my pain
song performed by by Stone Sour
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Uncharted Terrain
When I was just a boy
My daddy sat me on his knee
He told me that he loved
Me and that we're a family
He spoke about the world
And all the possibilities
Then he held me in his arms
And said be what you want to be
He paved the way for me to follow
Uncharted terrain now had a name
It's how I got over
When I became a man
My daddy said come walk with me
He said beeing a man
Comes with responsibility
And all is keep your word
To the best of your ability
Then he looked me in my eyes
And said it's time to set you free
He paved the way for me to follow
Uncharted terrain now had a name
It's how I got over
He paved the way for me to follow
Uncharted terrain now had a name
It's how I got over
He paved the way for me to follow
Uncharted terrain now had a name
It's how I got over
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Daggers In The Eyes
Some people
I saw
Some daggers in their eyes
A constant gaze
The gaze about to kill me
Or provoke me
To an extent
That I do something
To turn the daggers away
Aimed at me
The whole bunch of people
And their common intent
Having daggers in their eyes
Unleashed
And in control of a spirit
A calm effect was needed
And after a night
The spirit had gone
Like a virus
And slowly
Softness retuning to the eyes
Of those people
Some evil averted
Or magic of the village
In a reality that was
Though not palpable
But for the spirit
Harsh
And my experiment with magic realism
So the realism was
Subjected to magic
With a long line
And a time span
But I knew what it was
Instead
The daggers were pulled down
Softness returning
Experimenting with magic realism
And some demons of love
Some vital interests
And the dark side of the feminine
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Big Yellow Taxi
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot
A pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
They took all the trees, they put them in a tree museum
They charged the people a dollar and a half just to see them
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
Hey farmer, farmer, put away that d.d.t
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please,
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
Late last night I heard my screen door slam
A big yellow buldozer took away the house and land
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Paths 2
Some paths lead to dead ends,
some lead to pastures new,
but whatever path you take
it is always up to you.
Some paths are filled with beauty
colourfully decorated on either side.
Some paths are not so cheerful
and gloom hangs from every branch.
Some paths are well worn
where many feet have gone through.
Some paths have not been ventured on
and these always hold something new,
but whatever path you take
it is always up to you.
26 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Big Yellow Taxi
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
Put em in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see em
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Hey farmer farmer
Put away that d.d.t. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Freed By A Clarity
Some live to impress...
While others live to express.
Those digesting that which is confessed,
Find themselves on paths paved with concrete!
Although the way ahead may be dusty...
A trust isn't kicked away,
Once frustrations have been freed
By a clarity that stays,
On a journey taken...
With a confidence that has a purpose,
And a determination that does not stray!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Make new things to be great
Go where paths may lead.
Also go where there are no paths
To give others new paths.
The great men have done like that.
27.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Heights
We fly to heights;
then sink to depths.
Like birds that fly in the sky;
but pick their feeds from earth.
Like plains that travel in the air;
but gather passengers from the ground.
Like great mountains, towering in glory,
but are founded on their bases.
Great men are small!
They bow to wash others feet,
they get their hands dirty,
to clean up the mess.
The greatest things on earth are small
But there are no mountains without bases
And no wave fails to see the shores
No bird feeds in the air
Heights are sweet but we soon come back home
The greatest imperfection lies in heights
The only temptations come from pride
There’s no warmth in heights
We strive for heights but fall to depths
Heights are never real.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Fear Had Not Been an Option
The way was not paved!
But called.
Unafraid as thunder clapped.
Without thought of bravery.
Or the understanding,
Of what that meant.
Nor did the roar of winds,
Prevent a forward movement.
The way was not paved!
But called.
To do and get what needed done,
Accomplished!
Fear...
Had not been an option!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Different Paths (A Prayer)
Oh Lord, we all walk different paths in our daily lives.
Some of us are frowned upon for the paths we take.
Does that make us worse than any other who believes in you?
We take these paths, not because we are bad,
but because of circumstances beyond our control.
Therefore, as we say our prayers each day
forgive us from any wrong that we do.
Amen
(13 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Fear of Strangers
Seething cauldrons seethe from fanned embers of tyrants
Hunger and Pain smoke out peasants from their hamlets
Bubbling violence here and there chafing the feet to flight;
Barbed walls of sovereignty vaulted with poles of tenacity
To a mecca built on blood and agony over and over again.
Home away in a land paved with the wisdom from suffering
...and then, an ill wind:
Prejudice swept over quiet plains with heart-rending wails
Rolling down fire-balls of envy from mountains of pride:
Already wounded spirits stabbed now with phobic daggers
As blistered feet from walks from horror hurry from terror.
poem by Chukuemeka Akpe
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Kite And Me
KITE AND ME
Sometimes i find similiarities between me and kite,
I was pored into customs with strings,
I was supported by many father, husband and son,
I was flown accordingly,
But i still like heights,
Heights to gain selfconfidence,
Heights to gain identity
I want to fly without anyone`s support
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Tiny Daggers
Ever stop to wonder
Should I question
Move a stone look under
Should I judge
How you have changed my friend
Youre not the same my friend
Do you lose sleep at night
Do you ever stop to think
Where it went wrong for you
Who turned your reds to blue
Who put those tiny daggers in your heart
Who put those tiny daggers in your heart
Who put those tiny daggers in your heart
Ever stop to wonder
I should not question
Move a stone look under
I should not judge
They say youre never lonely
They say youre with the best
But when they turn those lights out
I bet you spin and turn
And cry just like the rest
And cry just like a baby
Ever stop to wonder
I should not question
Move a stone look under
I should not judge
No need for desperation
No need for sweet revenge
Please try to remember
The door is always there
Dont you walk on by
The door is always there
All you want to do is kick it in
All you got to do is walk right in
song performed by by INXS
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The Poet that Prayed
A precious pilgrim poet prayed
Because no words would come,
He asked God if he'd disobeyed,
Because his heart felt numb...
A vision formed within his mind,
Like none he'd seen before,
With white-hot furnace gold refined
God stretched from shore to shore...
Like molten lava from the Lord,
The streets were paved with gold...
As if God's grace had been outpoured
For all men to behold...
As if the old paths must be changed,
Transformed by Jesus Christ
And once the streets were rearranged,
God's might was realised...
Thus those that fled could now return,
When God made all things new,
With wonders they could share and learn,
To know what they must do...
The poet asked the Lord's advice,
Were these streets here on Earth,
Or were they streets in Paradise
And of some future worth?
The Lord replied, the streets were those
Where Gospel truths are taught...
Where love can blossom like the rose,
Through peace that Christ has bought...
His Blood atones for souls set free,
No matter, young or old...
It's by our faith in Calvary,
Saints' streets are paved with gold...
(July 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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We Are But Mere Paths
we are but mere paths
where their shoes tread upon us
their umbrella tips their staff
they all touch our surfaces
during the rain
the waters run the drain
and we become not just the paths
of their stamping and running feet
we become their canals
we move through histories of men
we are their paths and their canals
we let their blood flow through us
we remain faithful to this tasks
taking glimpses of the face of God
we face the heavens
we believe in the falling of the stars
we are but paths
all histories of men's feet walk upon us
we are but the grasses
we bury their carcasses
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Dream That Can Last
I feel like I died and went to heaven
The cupboards are bare but the streets are paved with gold
I saw a young girl who didnt die
I saw a glimmer from in her eye
I saw the distance, I saw the past
And I know I wont awaken, its a dream that can last
I feel like I died and went to heaven
The cupboards are bare but the streets are paved with gold
And all the lights were turned down low
And no one wondered or had to go
Out on the corner the angels say
There is a better life for me someday
I feel like I died and went to heaven
The cupboards are bare but the streets are paved with gold
song performed by by Neil Young
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