When we can say "no" not only to things that are wrong and sinful, but also to things pleasant, profitable, and good which would hinder and clog our grand duties and our chief work, we shall understand more fully what life is worth, and how to make the most of it.
quote by Charles A. Stoddard
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The best things in life are nearest Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life.
quote by Robert Louis Stephenson
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Turning 15
My life hasn't changed, but only teenager things, friends, guys, romance, lust, looks, school, doing those bad stuff, school is easy, friends complicated to understand drama, guys like me for all the wrong reasons, except one show far, lust and romance are two different things, but only get one, my looks make me look like a woman, fully developed, now doing those bad things, i try not to do it, but being reckless is who i am, wanting excitement, show me a good time, drink my pain away, having sex isn't safe anymore, drugs to hard to quiet when your life is all screwed up, turning 15 isn't like the old days, men i look for maturity, not how big you are, or how good you can pleasure me, trying new things a little scary, sneaking out to see the stars that brighten up the sky, sipping on that can of beer, crying about what you wish you could of changed sooner, get in the backseat of your car, undress to let the breeze touch my bare skin, what happened to that innocent girl i use to be, now i'm some stranger.
poem by Julietta Isla
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An Old Man Wants Life To Be Pleasant
An old man wants life to be pleasant
He does not want to know too much
About the wars and conflicts of the world
He does not want to hear too much noise
He does not want to hear people argue
And know about other peoples quarrels
He wants life to be pleasant
He knows he will not save the world
The others will have to do that
He has done what he has done
And done it for a long time
It has made little difference
And what else he can do will make less-
He wants life to be pleasant-
Without disturbances and disorders
Without too many demands upon himself
Quiet
Able to do his own things
Not bothered
To sit at home when he wants
And walks when he wants
And talk with his wife when they both are at peace
Not to hear and know about all the problems even his own
To be pleasant
To be peaceful
Even if inside he knows its going wrong
Even if there is the pain
He wants it to be pleasant
For as long as it can be
Before its not.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Suzanne
(when things get hot) oh my love
(when things get hot) I know you like the heat
(when things get hot) when things get much too much
(when things get hot)
So tell me why do you always run from me baby, like you do
Cause where theres smoke theres fire
I tell you love will never stay
When youre playing the games you play
Suzanne, I understand maybe youre scared to see
Just what your life really means to me
Suzanne, what will it take to make you stop giving up on love
When things get hot, suzanne
(when things get hot) oh my love
(when things get hot) do you keep your cool?
(when things get hot) things get too hot to touch
(when things get hot)
So tell me what are you holding out for now baby, like you do
Im walking on that wire
How can I get through, there must be something more than I can do
Suzanne, I understand maybe youre scared to see
Just what your life really means to me
Suzanne, what will it take to make you stop giving up on love
When things get hot, suzanne
I see the look in your eyes,
I dont know why you fight it
You work so hard to deny, its crazy
Why do you play it safe
Baby wake up and have some faith
Baby I tell you true all the love will come back to you
Suzanne, this cant be all there is to this
Suzanne, Ill give so much to you if you dont resist
Suzanne, I understand maybe youre scared to see
Just what your life really means to me
Suzanne, what will it take to make you stop giving up on love
When things get hot, suzanne
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Closure
Before I close the door
I need a
Closure
From you
I been lying to myself
I been lying to you
What is wrong with me
To be honest with you
Reason I am feeling like this is because
What you done and how you didn't treat me with respect
You such control freak and making things way you want
When I say something, you don't even understand
You taken this the wrong way
I don't want this anymore or you
I just don't want to be around you anymore
You are sweet and then you are sour
You saying all this lies to me and
I can see right through you
I'm going leave this alone
It's better to say nothing and stop contact you
Moving on and cutting you out of my life is best
I finally understand and get it
I'm taking out all joy out of me
Thinking about this over and over
There is other good things along the way
I'm not good with goodbyes
I just couldn't tell you what is on my mind
I am going to tear
I just couldn't do it
It make it harder on me to face you and tell you
Closure
poem by Christina Phan
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Starting Over
OK, why don't you start again?
Just give it one more go!
What happened was beyond your ken,
Perhaps you'll never know!
But try to make it work out right!
And fix things if you can...
You'll suss it soon with some insight
And then fulfil your plan...
When things go bad, when things go wrong,
You've got to end the doubt!
Be resolute! Be firm! Be strong!
And sort the problem out!
Adapt, updat and pray like mad!
Then strive for all you're worth!
'Cos when it's done, you'll feel so glad
Your joy will fill the Earth!
poem by Denis Martindale
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What He Gave to Us
I wanted to do something different today
I didn’t know what to do, or even what to say.
I had a feeling deep inside- that made me
Want to scream “ I’m alive”.
I looked around at all the beauties of the earth
And thought about all my worth.
That I was born with all five senses
That the lord had given to me.
The sense to Touch a delicate flower
The sense to Hear a bewitching hour
The sense to Smell what s in the air.
The sense to Taste the juices of a pear
The sense to See the beauty of a pearl
There is another sense that they don’t say
Such as Feelings- of love, to wipe tears away
Feelings cover all aspects of life
It can make things wrong or things right.
Feelings of passion and despair
Of compassion from one who cares
Bitterness, anger, hate and sorrow
Even those make life worth while.
There is so much that we must be grateful for
For GOD has opened all the doors.
He knew that we needed all these things
To make our lives complete.
But there was still something missing
What good was all these senses
If we didn’t have the main sense.
The sense to think and rationalize
All that he had given
That was the thing that would really
Make life worth living.
(08/10/11)
poem by Louis Rams
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Lovingly Do The Work
Work is
Life...
Life is work...
Any work is not
Wrong...
Without work is
Worng...
Human every budy works
Wny way too work...s
Work is making you...
Work is given good life
For you...and your's...
So...
Understand too work
Earn money too work...
Live life with your work...
Love too work...
Learn to do the work...
Lovingely do the work...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Struggles Within
Nothing good in this flesh of mine, creating havoc from time to time,
For with this heart, deceitful at best, I am wearied and seldom at rest.
Who knows the depth of my heart, from which, I would like to depart,
With wickedness deep down within, it causes me to stray towards sin.
And with my sinful darkened mind, while living this life, it’s so unkind,
Reaching way back into yesteryear, my old sinful past is always near.
Dragging up my old sinful ways; causing me pain in my present days,
Giving the enemy old things to cast; at my present life, from the past.
In this head, these wandering eyes, looking at those things I despise,
The things of lust upon this earth; things which have no eternal worth.
Straying towards those things of lust, that in time simply turn to dust,
This causes my new faith to wane, while creating in my heart old pain.
These struggles I have with my flesh, is not from God a spiritual test,
But my struggles are from within, from this body that was born in sin.
Struggles that I have day to day, when I do not let God have His way,
Allowing God to change all my life, through The Savior, Jesus Christ.
For God sends to me when I believe, The Holy Spirit, whom I receive,
Christ embraces me as His own, and changes my old heart of stone,
From all that sin I’ve been freed, with no more struggles soon indeed,
As Christ this day is preparing me, to live without struggle for eternity.
(07/2007)
Broken Promise
Oh I don't know why people lie
And I don't know why people die
Every time you see me you shout at me
'Cause of all the things in the world that I can't see
But what I think goes on in this world
For a mother and a father and a boy and a girl
Is that the more you earn, the less you learn
There's a fire in life where we will burn
And I never could believe it
And it never could be true
For the things that mean so much to me
Don't mean so much to you
And I never could believe
The way you told me I was wrong
If I'm right and you are sinful
Then for God's sake I was wrong
Oh, I don't know how I think this way,
And yet you sit there looking at me all day
There's more to you than I can see
There's a shadow of another hanging over me
But what I think goes on in this world
For a mother and a father and a boy and a girl
Is that the more you earn, the less you learn
There's a fire in life where we will burn
And I never could believe it
And I never could be true
For the things that mean so much to me
Don't mean so much to you
And I never could believe
The way you told me I was wrong
If I'm right and if you're sinful
Then for God's sake I was wrong
Oh, I'd tear you out of heaven
And I'd tear you out of hell
And I'd see your life with me was because
One lies there as well
And I'd cry out in my loneliness
While you sleep in your fears
But you'll never see my face again
While I need words like these
song performed by by New Order
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Whatever Is - Is Best
I know as my life grows older,
And mine eyes have clearer sight,
That under each rank of wrong, somewhere
There lies the root of right;
That each sorrow has its purpose,
By the sorrowing oft unguessed,
But as sure as the sun brings morning,
Whatever is – is best.
I know that each sinful action,
As sure as the night brings shade,
Is somewhere, sometime punished,
Though the hour be long delayed.
I know that the soul is sided
Sometimes by the heart’s unrest,
And to grow means often to suffer –
But whatever is – is best.
I know there are no errors
In the great Eternal plan,
And all things work together
For the final good of man.
And I know as my soul speeds onward,
In its grand Eternal quest,
I shall say as I look back earthward,
Whatever is – is best.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Hang
She grabs her magazines
She packs her things and she goes
She leaves the pictures hanging on the wall, she burns all
Her notes and she knows, shes been here too few years
To feel this old
He smokes his cigarette, he stays outside til its gone
If anybody ever had a heart, he wouldnt be alone
He knows, shes been here too few years to be gone
And we always say, it would be good to go away someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The trouble understand, is she got reasons he dont
Funny how I couldnt see it at all
til she grabbed up her coat
And she goes, shes been here too few years to take it all in stride
But still its much too long, to let hurt go(you let her go)
And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The same for you
Ill always hang
Well I always say, it would be good to go away
But if things dont work out like we think
And theres nothing there to ease this ache
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Hang
She grabs her magazines
She packs her things and she goes
She leaves the pictures hanging on the wall, she burns all
Her notes and she knows, shes been here too few years
To feel this old
He smokes his cigarette, he stays outside til its gone
If anybody ever had a heart, he wouldnt be alone
He knows, shes been here too few years, to be gone
And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The trouble understand, is she got reasons he dont
Funny how he couldnt see at all, til she
Grabbed up her coat
And she goes, shes been here too few years to take it all in stride
But still its much too long, to let the hurt go (you let her go)
And we always say, it would be good to go away, someday
But if theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
The same for you
Ill always hang
Well I always say, it would be good to go
Away
But if things dont work out like we think
And theres nothing here to ease the ache
But it theres nothing there to make things change
If its the same for you Ill just hang
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Have regular hours for work and play; make each day both useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well. Then youth will be delightful, old age will bring few regrets, and life will become a beautiful success.
quote by Louisa May Alcott
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The Confession
I HAVEN'T always acted good:
I've taken things not meant for me;
Not other people's drink and food,
But things they never seemed to see.
I haven't done the way I ought
If all they say in church is true,
But all I've had I've fairly bought,
And paid for pretty heavy too.
For days and weeks are very long
If you get nothing new and bright,
And if you never do no wrong
Somehow you never do no right.
The chap that daresent go a yard
For fear the path should lead astray
May be a saint--though that seems hard,
But he's no traveller, any way.
Some things I can't be sorry for,
The things that silly people hate:
But some I did I do deplore,
I knew, inside, they wasn't straight.
And when my last account is filed,
And stuck-up angels stop their song,
I'll ask God's pardon like a child
For what I really knew was wrong.
If you've a child, you'd rather see
A bit of temper, off and on,
A greedy grab, a silly spree--
And then a brave thing said or done
Than hear your boy whine all day long
About the things he musn't do:
Just doing nothing, right or wrong:
And God may feel the same as you.
For God's our Father, so they say,
He made His laws and He made me;
He'll understand about the way
Me and His laws could not agree.
He might say, 'You're worth more, My son,
Than all My laws since law began.
Take good with bad--here's something done--
And I'm your God, and you're My man.'
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Broken Promises
Oh I dont know why people lie
And I dont know why people die
Every time I see you, you shout at me
'cause of all the things in the world that I cant see
But what I think goes on in this world
For a mother and a father and a boy and a girl
Is that the more you earn, the less you learn
Theres a fire in life where we will burn
And I never could believe it
And I never could be true
For the things that mean so much to me
Dont mean that much to you
And I never could believe
The way you told me I was wrong
If Im right and you are sinful
Then for gods sake I was wrong
Oh, I dont know how I think this way,
And yet you sit there looking at me all day
Theres more to you than I can see
Theres a shadow of another hanging over me
But what I think goes on in this world
For a mother and a father and a boy and a girl
Is that the more you earn, the less you learn
Theres a fire in life where we will burn
And I never could believe it
And I never could be true
For the things that mean so much to me
Dont mean that much to you
And I never could believe
The way you told me I was wrong
If Im right and if youre sinful
Then for gods sake I was wrong
Oh, Id tear you out of heaven
And Id tear you out of hell
And Id see your life when you ? ? ?
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? as well
And Id cry out in my loneliness
While you sleep in your peace
But youll never see my face again
While I need words like these
song performed by by New Order
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Great Expectations
(eric carmen)
Seems everyday
Im gettin harder pressed
To find a reason to shave
Watchin the hours
Just slippin away
No motivation to get out of bed
And carry on the charade
Caught in a dream thats goin astray
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
And just when I think
That things are goin right
I get a call from l.a.
Sorry to say were changin your song
I try to reason
But I cant get through
Theyre gonna do it their way
What can I say
Theyve never been wrong
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
Life is just a game of chance
I think somebody said so
Sometimes you get a hula hoop
Sometimes you get an edsel
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Workout Plan
Some girls are all about
wishing things would've worked out
or wondering why
things didn't work out
don't work out
won't work out
or if only this
or that
then things would've worked out.
It's as if instead of working things out
and things working out
all they really wanted was a good workout
I guess just let them
work themselves out
cause I just want things to work out
if that's cool
poem by Brandon Adamson
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Whatever it takes Lord
Whatever it takes Lord, for Your will is best
my spirit is in turmoil and I cannot rest.
The sin permeates deeply affecting my soul
and I am in need Your cleansing to make me whole.
Whatever it takes Lord, don't hold anything back
for I have slipped far away becoming so slack.
It is best that I face up to what I have done
I've grieved Your Holy Spirit and wounded Your Son.
Whatever it takes Lord, I deserve all I get.
my sin is before me and won't let me forget.
So I kneel before You and in penitence bow
in need of Your help to work it all through somehow.
Whatever it takes Lord, do not spare any pain
for this sinful life of mine has hurt You again.
I wish to confess these evil deeds I deplore
and to walk back in fellowship with You once more.
Whatever it takes Lord, I want to let them go
these sins that I have been chasing hinder me so.
I wish to put these sinful desires behind me
so that I can become the man You want me to be.
Whatever it takes Lord, I'll face up to the costs
for it will be worth it to remove all the dross.
To lift the great burden and free me up to show
the fruit of Your Spirit and like Jesus to grow.
*********
Whatever it cost Roy, I was willing to pay.
Wherever it took Roy, I went all the way.
Whatever it needed, I was willing to give.
Whatever it required Roy, I died that you might live.
Whatever it demanded Roy, My life I have given.
You need only to confess it Roy, to be forgiven.
Happy Days
How many days I have left I don't know,
But there is one thing I'm sure is so…
Whether there are few or many more,
I alone will decide what my life's for.
It's for being happy and spreading mirth,
Celebrating what I know I'm worth.
Life is so short there's no time to complain
That when things go wrong, it's all in vain.
A share of good and bad things will transpire
So when it seems hopeless and things are dire,
The difference between sad and happy I see
Is that character in the mirror called "me."
poem by Gregory Huyette
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