On life's journey faith is nourishment, virtuous deeds are a shelter, wisdom is the light by day and right mindfulness is the protection by night. If a man lives a pure life, nothing can destroy him.
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No faith no life
No faith no life.
Be pure and sincere
Faith take you
Near and nearer
Where there is Father.
No faith no hope
No hope no life.
Where there is faith
There is security
There is stability.
No faith no success
To hold on faith
To go on the path
Of success
And success is life.
Faith is the candle
Faith gives light
In the dark night
Be pure and sincere
Faith is the doctor
That can cure
Your life's cancer.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Requirement
We live by Faith; but Faith is not the slave
Of text and legend. Reason's voice and God's,
Nature's and Duty's, never are at odds.
What asks our Father of His children, save
Justice and mercy and humility,
A reasonable service of good deeds,
Pure living, tenderness to human needs,
Reverence and trust, and prayer for light to see
The Master's footprints in our daily ways?
No knotted scourge nor sacrificial knife,
But the calm beauty of an ordered life
Whose very breathing is unworded praise!--
A life that stands as all true lives have stood,
Firm-rooted in the faith that God is Good.
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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Just as treasures are uncovered from the earth, so virtue appears from good deeds, and wisdom appears from a pure and peaceful mind. To walk safely through the maze of human life, one needs the light of wisdom and the guidance of virtue.
Welcome Vicissitude
In spite of big bribes given to me,
I understand this is just temporary.
Mindfulness! it brightens my brain.
Dare to welcome any gain.
In spite of being destroyed in soil,
I can stand with stars in my eyes.
Mindfulness! it's my secret suit.
Dare to welcome any lose.
In spite of pukka popularity,
I understand this won't be eternally.
Mindfulness! it directs not to be vain.
Dare to welcome any fame.
In spite of lowest position,
I can stand with brave actions.
Mindfulness! it shows how to maintain.
Dare to welcome any defame.
In spite of speaking in honor of me,
I understand I shouldn't respond conceitedly.
Mindfulness! it's the best way to face.
Dare to welcome any praise.
In spite of gossip to me,
I can stand without depravity.
Mindfulness! it's trump card for my aim.
Dare to welcome any blame.
In spite of typical tycoon,
I understand all will dissolve soon.
Mindfulness! it's my fortune-calculator.
Dare to welcome any pleasure.
In spite of abysmal poverty,
I can stand with honesty.
Mindfulness! it guides me to tame.
Dare to welcome any pain.
poem by Aung Si Myanmar
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The journey of life
The journey of life begun
That fateful day I was born
My eyes opened up blissfully to the sun
My soul, heart and brain emerged as one
Behold my journey had begun!
This little child in time has grown
Yes! Time has flown, time has flown
A lot has been learnt on my very own
Life has been a mystifying journey
With every up and down
With tears and laughter
With hate and love
With stupidity and wisdom
With enemies and friends
But even in my journey of frustration
I have found a means of celebration
In my toilsome exploration to my fateful destination
Tick tock, the clock goes on
Minute by minute, then hourly
Month by month then yearly
Tick tock, and in my journey
I have searched, questioned and answered
Whilst walking painfully along many paths
Sometimes requesting protection
Seeking from above immunization
When hit by obstacles in locations
But I am still on this journey
Shaking hands with the sad and merry
My passion for life which was once raw
Is now confined within the Almighty’s law
For life's journey itself never ends
Once you have reached the end of each road
Uplifting off your entire cloggy load
Be it in a hot summer or a winter’s cold
Behold! A new journey will unfold
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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On Your Darkest Night
nothing more for me to say
than a silent 'i love you',
standing beside you,
whatever comes!
your life, your journey,
but a part of the sweetness,
-most likely the middle,
both mine and yours...
burned by choice
on the altar of sacrifice...
feeding the fire
that whispered
our hidden names....
so deep inside that
it permeates breath...
and stinks like damp earth
just plowed in the spring....
your life, your journey, ...
i am but the bridge,
the walking stick, the pack....
the shelter made of
fresh cut branches stacked....
the light of the moon
on your darkest night!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Life's Valley
Put an end
On the journey
Of
Loneliness and isolation
In your life's valley
And
Enjoy a life time of protection
Under
The light and warmth
Of
The bright sun.
And let it take care
Of all your pangs-
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 96. You say, but with no touch of sco
You say, but with no touch of scorn,
Sweet-hearted, you, whose light-blue eyes
Are tender over drowning flies,
You tell me, doubt is Devil-born.
I know not: one indeed I knew
In many a subtle question versed,
Who touch'd a jarring lyre at first,
But ever strove to make it true:
Perplext in faith, but pure in deeds,
At last he beat his music out.
There lives more faith in honest doubt,
Believe me, than in half the creeds.
He fought his doubts and gather'd strength,
He would not make his judgment blind,
He faced the spectres of the mind
And laid them: thus he came at length
To find a stronger faith his own;
And Power was with him in the night,
Which makes the darkness and the light,
And dwells not in the light alone,
But in the darkness and the cloud,
As over Sinaï's peaks of old,
While Israel made their gods of gold,
Altho' the trumpet blew so loud.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Soul Protection
Johnnys got a job
Spreading the cure
Self employed
Hes a one man crusade
We want to give you your soul protection
Something inside
Big mistake
Spread the word
To the new generation
We want to give you your soul protection
One more night
One more dream
One more time
One more scream
One more heart
One more name
One more chance
For your soul protection.
Johnnys got pride
Ill pay it all back
Now he calls it
the poetry of motion
We want to give you your soul protection
Listen to this
This is life
Listen to your heart
And youre living under clock law
We want to give you your soul protection
Hide your fear
Hide your shame
Hide your tears
And hide your pain
Hide your face
Hide your name
Hide your need
For your soul protection
Everybodys scared
Big glass house
Dont throw stones
At your soul protection
We want to give you your soul protection
Johnnys got faith
Prays to god
Mention love
And he calls it nostalgia
We want to give you your soul protection.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Life, a long, long journey
Life is a long journey,
A long, long journey-
a journey that begins with a tear,
And still ends in sore tear,
A journey full of distresses,
Possessed by variety and differences,
But one thing I and you should know,
Never destroy the Bridges,
Over which we crossed to get where we are,
Today this is mine,
Tomorrow the yours may be nine,
So that I need and must appreciate,
Nevertheless, don't forget me also to congratulate,
When I offend you please forgive,
And am in need, don't forget to give,
For one thing I should -you should know,
Never to destroy the bridges,
Over which we crossed to get where we are,
For now you may not need me,
But tomorrow it may turn to me,
Don't despise I say Don't look down on me,
Because a bridge that you'll need someday I may be-
when you'll need to cross over back,
When we are forced to retrace our back,
Then the interest we didn't think of
when destroying the bridges,
Remains the only option for our lives to get there,
My friend thank you so much,
You were a help to me that much,
When i needed you most you cried with me,
Laughing you did it not forgetting me,
Through the tough storms we've sailed,
so much and yet still is said,
Because one thing you and i do know,
Never to destroy the bridges,
Over which we cross to get where we are,
poem by Meda Martha
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This Life Journey
This life journey we are on does have an ending
For all of us a final night and day
It may end for you in the place you were born and raised in
Or from there hundreds if not thousands of miles away
And whether you believe in a God and an afterlife or you are an atheist
To the Reaper of lives this does not matter at all
He does not differentiate between rich and poor and saint and sinner
To his sharp scythe everyone eventually does fall.
Along life's journey you will find joy and laughter
As well as sorrow hardship and despair
As we know everyone is not born as an equal
Though we all are born to breathe in the same air.
Our journey through life for us will end somewhere
It must end for him and her and you and me
And lets hope the journey for you will end happy
Where-ever or whenever that will be.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Life And Time
if life is a book, then time is pen--writing pages of life journey;
if life is a piece of white paper, then time is color--painting more colorful life journey;
if life is a long river, then time is surging waves--pushing forward of life journey;
if life is a tree, then time is pieces of green leaves--enriching life journey;
if life is a door, then time is just the key--opening new start of life journey;
if life is a cup of coffee, then time is a bag of condiments--flavoring into life journey;
if life is a scene of tv play, then time is nameless leading role in it--performing its own speical and unique life journey;
if life is a oil painting, then time is its palette--rendering life journey;
if life is a fast horse, then time is its running greenland--carrying load of life journey;
if life is a greenland, then time is spring rain--moisturing nutrition of life journey
...........
this is ur own life, a life which only belong to ur own, ur sepcial and unique one.......
poem by Flying Heart
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REST STOPS (In Life's Journey)
When our days are packed to the full
When our faith is clouded with doubts
When we feel our journey is nonsense
When we feel we work for nothing
When our life is killed with boredom
Or just let the time pass idly by,
We will walk through life aimlessly
Unless we take rest stops.
Rest stops
Instances when we ponder
We ponder on the journey of our lives
Our success, our failures
Before God, we will bring them all
And let it be lessons learned
Rising from our rest stops
With hearts renewed
With new confidence
We will continue our journey
With a new life, a new beginning.
When we are tired
Lets take our rest stops
And rise again, continue the journey
A life change for the better
A journey change forever.
_mAia_
5: 20pm
091909
Dedicated to all...especially to Ate Meggie...
poem by Maia Padua
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Just Three Days
Ah life
For what are all these fights
While we live for few whiles
What for are our fights
We are like butterflies
Our existence is just for Whiles We are strangers passengers across roads of life
What for broken hearts
How long lasts our lives
Why lovers become strangers
Why all these wars
If Life lasts just whiles
For love we die thousands times
And yet we spend lifetime trying to find
A shelter to survive
And our lives flies just in whiles
Nothing is eternal in this world
Just the prints of our feet
The Provence of our deeds eternally survives
We are just innocent butterflies
Who's life lasts just while
Three days lastour lives than we pass
When or how no one of us ever knows
Just the prints of our steps stay there
Even when we are gone.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Lifes A Journey
I say life’s a journey, because life’s something we have once and everything we do and say is something we can’t go back and change. So I look at life as a journey. That I have to live full out, with no regrets. I don’t have time to live in the past or think about all the bad things. Almost all human being takes life for granted, and I don’t want to be one of those people. So I promised my self to never ever live with regrets, so I try to do whatever my heart tells me. And I try to stand up for all my believes, and I can’t do that if I live in the past or with regrets. It’s a waist of time,
Because life’s a journey.
I usually say if you got a dream go for it, because giving up on a dream is like giving up on life and giving up on life is like sitting and asking god to die. I know it’s hard to go for your dream when people tell you, that you won’t make it. So I just tell my self, whenever I fall I get back up, because I won’t give up without a fight.
Because life’s a journey.
What you’ve got if you don’t have faith, I know it’s hard to hold on to, when we live in a world like this. But I always hold on to my faith and my hopes.
My believes is what often keeps me going,
Because life’s a journey.
Life is hard, we all know it isn’t fair but I say stop worrying about what you/we don’t have and appreciate what you/we have. Because whenever you/we have a bad day someone else has a worse day and in worse case someone might be dying,
Because life’s a journey.
This world need some love, I know it’s easier to hate than love but at least could we try to respect each other. We would get so much more out of this journey then, I really believe that. Maybe sometimes we should just start to think about our self’s than everybody else. Because if we keep hate on each other, we will soon see world war 3, and I don’t think any one wants that to happen. I wish we could all respect each other, black and white, blue and yellow, bigger and smaller. Because at the end of the day we all human being on a journey that can end any time. It’s sad but it’s true,
Because life’s a journey.
Life’s a journey till the day it ends and when it ends there is no looking back or taking back. We had our changes only doomsday will show us if we wasted our time on our journey or if we enjoyed the journey and appreciated what we had. When we are at the end of our journey that’s when we have to face death. Many people forget we have to die because they might be afraid, but I’m not because it’s a part of life.
Life’s a journey till it ends.
poem by Precious Mason
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Son of Man...
In my journey through life I seek knowledge and wisdom
Impressions of a soul marking my journey through existance
My inner self open to the light ending my eternal darkness
The fear of truth no more filling my waking reality
Truth travels beyond an imagination so vivid
Yet I fear the truth of reality in my waking world
I am son of man born into a world of misstrust
My dark brother living in the shadow of pure light
Deaf and blind with no heart, I seek out the light of love
I am son of man... And as always... I seek answers...
Spread the love... The peace will follow..
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Movements and Sounds
Can you hear that great and powerful sound
That brings shock to the earth and the sky?
There has never been anything so fierce.
I walk on this path seeing the grand journey
But have never heard anything so pure,
It gives a jolt to my heart and brings life.
When have you ever been so fulfilled in life
That your body aches at a simple sound?
The beating of my heart rings fast and pure,
My pounding chest reflects the living sky.
The clouds move swiftly, everlasting journey
To nowhere, they move so vividly fierce.
The wind sings its song, passionate and fierce.
The earth breathes her in and feels a new life.
Inhale and exhale, she’s on her journey
As the earth listens, taking in the sound
That shatters panes, coming from the black sky.
Still there is nothing that could be so pure.
But how can anyone say sounds are pure?
They scream and shout to the earth so fiercely,
Out of reach, elevated in the sky.
Yet, the screams exhilarate my small life
And I smile every time I hear the sound,
I move faster to fulfill my journey.
Step by step my shadow takes its journey
But it does not understand why the pure
Noise exhilarates. Shaken by the sound
Again, my heart stands strong and my bones fierce,
Holding the nerves and blood that brings me life
As my hands reach out toward the vast sky.
“I will cry out loudly, ” said the Sky
“To help your body move for your journey.
I am the great supplier of your life,
I am what makes this earth so calm and pure
Only with a whisper of this loud sound.”
Moving fast, wind and I one, run fiercely.
Hear the penetrating sound from the sky.
You become fierce each step of the journey
And feel ever pure as you welcome new life.
poem by Michelle Slaney
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Azrael
Long ago - in another life
I was innocent - just a child
Transformed my brain into an evil thing
Now Im a creature of the night
Im a shadow in the darkness and Im watching you
Though you cant see me I am always at your side
When Im on your heels - you see how it feels
To sense the curse of azrael
In the night - Ill come to you
Your life belongs to me
I wake you up - you stare at me
Im the last thing that youll ever see
The panic in your eyes that I have hungered for
Shows me you have realised the truth
Death comes to the dying - and before your eyes grow dim
The last word on your lips is azrael
I will destroy your dreams
I will destroy your mind
I will destroy your soul
And then Ill take your life
Sometimes I remember the life I had before
I asked myself was it just a dream
When I close my eyes I see an ocean flowing blood
And in my sleep I hear those fearful screams
So lock your doors - remove the keys
I doesnt matter if you leave or stay
Wherever you go Ill be expecting you
Your resistance is the spice that I crave
When you imagine theres a movement in the shadows
The light around you is weakens more and more
Prepare for the arrival of the uninvited guest
The angel of the darkness - azrael
I will destroy your dreams
I will destroy your mind
I will destroy your soul
And then Ill take your life, ...
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Sonnet: The Book of Life
I clasped the Book of Life onto my chest!
O God, I pray to never give it up;
And as I read I know it is the best,
As God empties my Life’s most bitter-cup.
O God, Let wisdom me emancipate;
Let foolish desires not fill my mind;
O protect me from crimes, men perpetrate;
My peace of mind in Thee alone, I find.
Let fortitude afill my mind and heart,
Through which alone comes wisdom that I seek;
Let follow prudence/ temperance/ thinking-art;
A mind and heart that remains humble/ meek.
The Bible gives me all my wisdom God,
To live a virtuous life, spared from Thy rod!
poem by John Celes
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Destroy, Destroy, Destroy
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
It entered the world as nothing more then a mere boy.
Cold and abandoned.
The exiled one.
He knows no love.
He is what no one wants to become.
He lives off of lust and blood.
A pain felt hundred times worse then living on the brink of death.
All he does is fight.
Morning till night.
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
Abused,
constantly confused.
Trust no one.
Get close and suffer.
The forgotten lover.
Neglected and rejected.
And that has created his own protection.
A self projection of what seems sincere.
A wall wrapped up like spider web.
he waits patiently for his victims.
He doesn't show any leniency.
The battle of the beast.
A creature that only knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
The deception is his human form.
Hell rip you apart.
Hell tear out your heart.
When he feast its best to retreat.
For him their is no bias.
He hates all as equals.
No taking pity on one over another.
The battle of the beast.
A creature who knows one thing.
Destroy, destroy, destroy.
He doesn't pillage or plunder.
He decimates and devastates.
He burns entire societies to ground with his anger.
Which causes the constant quake.
The battle of the beast.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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