Our abode in this world is transitory, our life therein is but a loan, our breaths are numbered and our indolence is manifest.
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Short of Breath
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
my breathing’s weak and my chest is sore.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths, eight,
I have to breathe deeply at a slower rate.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
I’m four breaths closer than I was before.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths, eight,
my mouth’s wide open, but I can’t inflate.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
it’ll be the end when I breathe no more.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths, eight,
I’m sure someone's rattling heaven's gate.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
well that’s it, I can't count no more.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Loan Is A Great Disease Of Mind Which Brings In Life Insult And Defamation
Loan is a great disease of mind which brings in life insult and defamation
Loan taker promises to the loan giver that he will pay it on promised date,
Due to inconvenience he failed to repay it according to his said condition,
Being scolded by the party he is ashamed and he will try to commit suicide,
Shame on the part of loan taker to be a coward to have committed suicide,
He should be brave to tolerate public taunts instead of committing suicide,
Life is more precious so, with courage he should face the matter and decide,
He must not fear to the loan giver and die otherwise his family suffers in life,
Rich or poor everyone has one or other kind of loan that is to pay in his life,
A rich or poor man’s delivery is done by other and he is also buried by other,
All have been bounded by various acts of loan in the journey of life’s strike,
Loan of CREATOR, loan of pardon, loan of mercy and loan of helping one another,
A few people say “I cannot open my hand before other to ask help or something”,
After death such people are carried by other to get buried having nothing.
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Where you live.
What's in a postcode? , of your humble abode.
Not just part of your address, information they possess! !
Browsing the net, pigeon-holed info'my eyes met.
Departmentalized, job and income, even what paper's I read, ‘Star& Sun.'
Ironic, me the‘tabloid stereo type', their web-page is static, not right.
So much for the world wide medium, on the day, I'd been reading the‘Guardian'!
This all explains'personnel circumstances'getting a loan and your chances..
Regards to my loan rate, dictated by‘Where You Live'it should state.! !
They categorize, label, stigmatize, so'they', your custom, can patronize.
Ticked off, a bit annoyed, at their criteria that's employed.
If only, I had lived in a ‘better location', maybe, gotten a better deal with my loan situation?
So if ever you're refused a card or loan, 'No'you're told,
Check your out your post code, and the data it may hold! !
28/05/06
poem by Guy Lipmore
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Not Born, Not Dead
Life energy is analogous to zero.
Standing alone, both don’t manifest.
Life in matter and zero after integers
Get manifest and add value to them.
Zero is neutral; so is life energy.
Zero is not positive, nor negative.
Life is unborn or undying
Whenever organism is born and dead.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Modernity is the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, which make up one half of art, the other being the eternal and the immutable. This transitory fugitive element, which is constantly changing, must not be despised or neglected.
quote by Charles Baudelaire
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Numbered Days
Daisy
I never thought Id go
Crazy
But I never thought you so
Until now that I see
All the crazy things youre doing
Why you wanna ruin it
And me?
Counting numbered days
Lately
I think you know its true
Thats it
Its all over, Im through
For a while we can smile
For the people that were passing
And even if theyre asking
We can lie
Counting numbered days
Looks like the sun is gonna set
Know that theres nothing I regret
All the things that I learned
Well, Id like to think I earned it
No need to go and burn it down now
Counting numbered days
Counting numbered days
song performed by by Eels
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Hey Mr. Millionaire (live)
Went down across that borderline
Down in the planet Mexico.
Bought some tequila big sack o whack.
I let go the Peso; I couldnt get back.
Hey, Mr. Millionaire! Hey, Mr. Millionaire!
Can you loan this poor-boy a dime?
Walking and crossing the border line
Way on the planet London.
Bought a Rolls Royce and a Jaguar;
It DOES in fact matter how rich you are.
Hey, Mr. Millionaire! Hey, Mr. Million!
Can you loan this poor-boy a dime?
I moved on across that borderline
Deep on the planet Louisiana.
Threw some dice it was oh, so nice,
But it left me eatin red beans & rice.
Hey, Mr. Millionaire! Hey, Mr. Million!
Could you loan this poor-boy a dime?
Hey, Mr. Millionaire! Hey, Mr. Million!
Loan this poor-boy a dime.
Loan this poor-boy a dime.
Turn yourself into a BANKER!
He-e-ey! [He-e-ey!]
He-e-ey! [He-e-ey!]
Hey! [Hey!]
Hey! [Hey!]
Hey! [Hey!] Hey! [Hey!]
Hey! [Hey!]
Hey! [Hey!]
Hey! [Hey!] Hey! [Hey!] Hey! [Hey!] Hey! [Hey!]
song performed by by ZZ Top
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The failure of the mind in old age is often less the results of natural decay, than of disuse. Ambition has ceased to operate; contentment bring indolence, and indolence decay of mental power, ennui, and sometimes death. Men have been known to die, literally speaking, of disease induced by intellectual vacancy.
quote by B. Brodie
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Life Principle
Everything that is
is inseparately alive.
All life
unique made manifest
is encoded
intricately interconnected.
All life is one life
all lusting to
live.
I communicate with
all existence I see
all life inherent
is not apart from me.
Creativity is
immaterial nature
made manifest
idealism more ennobled
than realized
contemporary reality.
An ecosystem
like planet earth evolving
is a closed system
vibrating indomitably aware.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Baptize My Soul
Written by anastacia newkirk - evan rogers - carl sturken
You baptize my soul
Want the world to know
Yes you do
You baptize my soul
Gotta let it show
Take me to the river and deliver me
Oooooh ooh
I just wanna celebrate another day with you
We were meant to be together, dont you know its true?
From the very start, you captured my heart
Sometimes I wonder what I did before we came along
Until you came around and sang me such a pretty song
Like a butterfly, opened up and changed my life
Giving in to you is something that I cant deny
Oooooh
You (you) baptize my soul
I want the world to know
You manifest the d in destiny
(yes you do)
I said you (you) baptize my soul
Gotta let it show
Take me to the river and deliver me
Just take this empty heart, make it whole
You baptize my soul
Just the sound of your voice brings out the romance in me
The slightest touch of your hand plays me like a symphony
Lovell take us far, like a shooting star
We dont pay no mind to all the things that people say
The only thing that matters is the love weve got today
Its a miracle, were invinsible
I just wanna spend my whole life living in your world
Oooooh
You (you) baptize my soul
I want the world to know
You manifest the d in destiny
(yes you do)
I said you (you) baptize my soul
Gotta let it show
Take me to the river and deliver me
Take this empty heart, make it whole
You baptize my soul
You (you) baptize my soul
I want the world to know
You manifest the d in destiny
(yes you do)
I said you (you) baptize my soul
Gotta let it show
Take me to the river and deliver me
And take this empty heart, make it whole
You baptize my soul
I dont care what people say
What we got is here to stay
Doesnt matter what we do
As long as I am here with you
If you wonder what I mean
Its more simple than it seems
Together we were meant to be
Forever it is you and me
Like a butterfly
Opened up my life
Giving in to you is something
That I cant deny
You (you) baptize my soul
I want the world to know
You manifest the d in destiny
(yes you do)
I said you (you) baptize my soul
Gotta let it show
Take me to the river and deliver me
And take this empty heart, make it whole
You baptize my soul
You baptize my soul
I want the world to know
song performed by by Anastacia
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Melting Fact Of Life
Life is like fire and wax candle
Life breaths through fire and melts into nothing
Live a colorless life as unsung ordinary
Or live a colorful life of power authority and popularity
And stand as wax doll in Madame Tussauds museum
With thermostat malfunction and arrival of heat
Wax develop wrinkles and cracks and melts into nothing
That is the melting fact of LIFE
Which breaths through fire and melts into nothing
poem by Kavin Charalan
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Debt and Effect
Do you like to do what you like,
Have dream to live luxurious life,
Buy a car, house or household,
Have planning to tour the world
Or want to own valuables, then flaunt,
Taking mate shopping or restaurant,
Short of money? Loan makes it easy.
Credit card can make you more crazy.
Though this truth is well accepted
Most of rich men are highly indebted.
But when you will realise its effect
Immediately say good bye to debt.
Pay heavy interest on the principals,
Receive agent’s debt collection calls.
In debt your mental peace is lost,
Miss planning and opportunity cost.
Your mind always loaded with tension
How to clear loan? Asking the question
Go for another loan or curtails expense
How fast repay and get out of the mess
Major earning is lost in paying interest
I feel, remaining debt free is the best.
(c) S.D.Tiwari
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poem by S.D. Tiwari
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From a Christian point of view of course we do want a peaceful world, and I think September 11 did actually make people aware not only of vulnerability and how transitory life is, but there are forces of good and honor and justice which speak to us of God and his love for us.
quote by George Carey
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You manifest based on who you are already - so you must own the identity of the dream in order to manifest it.
So Coached To Manifest Infestation
I hope they don't believe,
That a validating of their stupidty...
Will come to free them.
It is there and clear...
The initiator of current conflicts,
Wants nothing to do with the ownership of it.
And the choice to rid others from this cancer,
Begins the finalizing of their end.
Unfortuately people who think like this,
Are here to destroy.
Not to build and uplift.
And they have no idea what is done that they do!
So coached to manifest infestation.
So coached to manifest infestation.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached.
So coached to manifest infestation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hebrew Prophet
I was born.
I was born to write.
I was born to write amazing revelations.
To do.
To accomplish.
To enlighten pagan neighboring nations.
To manifest.
To manifest the will of Adonai.
To manifest the will of Adonai Elohim within the world.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Adonai meaning My Lord, a name used in Judaism instead of the unspeakable name of God. Elohim meaning the Lord God.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Our pleasance here is all vain glory, This false world is but transitory.
quote by William Dunbar
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A Dream Fallen Out Of Sleep
Outside the abode of our sleep
Somewhere a dream burns
Somewhere tears sparkle
Somewhere a moon smoulders
Outside the abode of our sleep
Somewhere the sun rises
Somewhere the black beauty - night
Street walks
Somewhere an earthen lamp
Hides behind a facade
Outside the abode or our sleep
Somewhere bright birds flutter
Somewhere beasts of prey prowl
Somewhere there's a memory - forest
A desert there is - and a watershed
Somewhere a snowscape burns
Outside the abode of our sleep
Somewhere there's a cloud-burst
Eyes stare in longing
Somewhere in the ocean of the heart
Someone burns to a dry death
Outside the abode of our sleep
Somewhere two flowers bloom
Somewhere we see each other every day
Somewhere the wounds are sutured
Outside the abode of our sleep
Somewhere a roof is lit up
A door is afire
Somewhere hidden
Somewhere revealed
Outside the abode of our sleep
A dream burns.
Poem by: Naseer Ahmed Nasir,1979.
Translated from Urdu into English by Dr. Satyapal Anand
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poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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There are two main human sins from which all the others derive: impatience and indolence. It was because of impatience that they were expelled from Paradise, it is because of indolence that they do not return. Yet perhaps there is only one major sin: impatience. Because of impatience they were expelled, because of impatience they do not return.
quote by Franz Kafka
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Timely Matters
I count my days
By the breaths I take
For in those breaths
Come a hope of better tomorrow
For secounds turn to minutes
Minutes into hours
Hours into to days
They will go on after
I am gone
So with each breath I am blessed
To see all the Lords provided
This miracle called life
Which time is only a play thing
poem by David Kush
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