It was my care to make my life illustrious not by words more than by deeds.
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An upright soul
Thoughts must conform to words
And words to deeds to give peace.
Good thoughts and bad words: one is
raw.
Bad thoughts and good words: one is a cheat.
Good words and bad deeds: one is
cruel.
Bad words and good deeds: one is a
barker.
Thoughts, words and deeds must not
be
In conflicts to ensure an upright soul.
25.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Charity, caring, loving-kindness
Translators live a life
of great blessing, and of frustration:
they live uniquely in the mind
of the great ones they translate – and yet
are destined never fully to reveal this
in their native language, to their fellows,
countrymen and women;
must leave it to the reader, to restore to life.
We too, translators –
words into deeds, deeds into experience,
experience then taught in words…so -
charity, care, or loving-kindness?
maybe we are old, and we uncared for;
maybe we are young, and we uncared for..
but, caring care – this is so beautiful;
to receive; even just to watch; or best, to give…
and too good not to know…
so, we might follow that wonderful advice:
‘What you think you lack – give that! ’
and bestow all our ‘agape’, our ‘charitas’ –
the word which taxed - along with ‘faith’ and ‘hope’ -
the translators of the Bible…
that care that cares not to be care-worn…
we, to translate word to deed,
love, to loving-kindness;
love, to boundless care.
(for Mary N., too, who knows this)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Going Nowhere
This is what you offer me,
A system of dishonesty,
Where life is measured, monetarily,
And I'm just another face.
Another man with the simple skills,
Of staying alive, and paying the bills
I'll Never amount to anything,
Live and die where I've always been.
This is where I'm at, the bills
Still come no matter what,
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
Uneducated, though I graduated,
Wish I would have been a little more dedicated,
And got something out of school,
Instead of always playing the fool.
But even if I did for just one day,
Had all the right words that I wanted to say,
It wouldn't make any difference anyway,
Cause no-one's listening
This is where I'm at, the bills
Still come no matter what,
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care anymore,
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care anymore,
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care anymore,
So save your words,
Just save your words,
Cause I don't care any-more,
My father worked his life away,
In all those years he never missed a day,
There isn't anybody that could say,
He didn't keep his bills paid.
All that time, he never got to do,
All the things in life that he wanted to,
He always kept his family fed,
With the blood and sweat he shed.
With the sacrifice he's made,
This is how he gets repaid,
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
I'm all grown up, but still I'm going' nowhere
song performed by by Zero Down
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Getting Good Deeds Done
The best of good deeds,
Are not the ones discussed to be done!
The best deeds that are good...
Are those deeds lived,
And done by the ones who know
When and how to give!
Getting deeds done
Without discussions,
Weaken good intentions...
With diminishing attention given!
And spoken words without action,
Provide no satisfaction.
Although distracts with attraction,
That gets everyone talking...
And then walking away,
Just to say,
They promised they would come!
They promised to provide support...
But not get involved,
With getting good deeds done.
They see deeds as no lasting remedy!
But distortions of their involvement,
In the eyes of everyone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Words That Need Not Be Spoken
There are words that need not be spoken
like you telling me that i care for you
for how would you know what i feel for you?
it would be too self-assuming
for you to say that i really care for you
what if i do not? what if what i do is nothing but
an obligation of one human being to another?
what if it is not love at all as you would want to impress
me with it? what if it is just a projection of yourself?
you loving me and me not knowing it
me not believing it, simply because you are also afraid
to love since i may not return that love with its face value,
there are words that need not be spoken
matters of the heart, presumptions that good deeds
are shadows of hidden desires, vested interests,
blessing in disguise, wolves in sheep skins
in love my friend, you just don't make assumptions
at the end, you may regret it, for despite my emptiness
my ugliness, and my loneliness, i also know how to choose.
it is something that i have never spoken
but if i speak it all, it will only be to you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Words Still Unspoken
there are words that need not be spoken
like you telling me that i care for you
for how would you know what i feel for you?
it would be too self-assuming
for you to say that i really care for you
what if i do not? what if what i do is nothing but
an obligation of one human being to another?
what if it is not love at all as you would want to impress
me with it? what if it is just a projection of yourself?
you loving me and me not knowing it
me not believing it, simply because you are also afraid
to love since i may not return that love with its face value,
there are words that need not be spoken
matters of the heart, presumptions that good deeds
are shadows of hidden desires, vested interests,
blessing in disguise, wolves in sheep skins
in love my friend, you just don't make assumptions
at the end, you may regret it, for despite my emptiness
my ugliness, and my loneliness, i also know how to choose.
it is something that i have never spoken
but if i speak it all, it will only be to you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Have A Good Life Baby
(unknown)
If we knew a way to go back through time
To the place where love was lost
We could take each others hand again
And wander back across
But we always seem to end up here
Tryin not to say goodbye
Baby, we dont have to say the words
Words can sometimes make you cry
Ooh, have a good life baby
Take good care of yourself
Have a good life baby
Be happy with someone else, mmm, mmm, ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo, mmm
This time we really will let go
And we wont look back again
But pretend the sun is on a rise
When the day is at an end
So, lets kiss and wish each other love
Over one more sip of wine
Oh, honey, try to give me one last smile
And Ill leave you one of mine
Ooh, hoo-oo, have a good life baby
Take good care of yourself, ah, ha, ha
Have a good life baby
Be happy with somebody else, ah, ha, oh
Ooh, hoo, hoo, hey
Have a good life baby
Take good care of yourself, ahh
Have a good life baby
Hope youll be happy with somebody else, oh, baby
Have a good life baby
Take good care of yourself, ah, ha, ho
Have a good life baby
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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The chief difference between words and deeds is that words are always intended for men for their approbation, but deeds can be done only for God.
quote by Leo Tolstoy
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I tread in the footsteps of illustrious men... in receiving from the people the sacred trust confided to my illustrious predecessor.
quote by Martin Van Buren
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My Son
My son,
Heed to my muse and learn my words;
My son,
Listen to my words and learn from my muse;
For, you need the deeds of your father to grow up.
Low, sow, flow, grow, mow, throw, tow, marrow, row, slow, wow!
For you need the deeds of your father to move on;
But, learn how to respect others as well.
Now, bow, blow, brow, allow, pillow, wallow, arrow, willow, how? !
For the wages of sin is death;
And, you need to learn from the positive aspects of life only.
Crow, cow, show, prow, vow, yow, swallow, fellow, follow, glow!
Only with the muse of the positve characters of life;
So, listen to my words and learn from my muse.
Try to overcome the needs of life by feeding your brain with love,
And move on to achieve your positive goals in life;
For, not all that glitters around you is gold.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Cry Of Offspring
My grandfather
You have killed all panthers
And I can't see any panda
Is it because of thunder?
Sometimes I wonder
But in fact it's because of hunters
You built your home indeed
But you knowledge is like a homicide
Your absence of teeth makes you not to talk
But tell me why you stalk
Now your deeds without fears
Have lead to my tears
You found a nice vegetation
But you caused deforestation
You did too much destruction
But not construction
Your deeds without fears
Have lead to my tears
You knew that you bear
But you didn't care
Oh! That's not fair
You must be aware
Your deeds without fears
Have lead to my tears
Now people are still cutting down trees
And they don't want to cease
I can even cry when I gaze
Where am I going to graze
Ah! I'm on ablaze
A really big blaze
I can't see your love
Because you have made me to starve
You've finished all environmental stuff
Yet nothing I have
Your deeds without fears have lead to my tears
You are now telling me to plant
But I can't
Of course I can beautify
But I can't purify
Your deeds without fear
Have lead to my tears
I always think about the next stayers
Who will be there
Are they going to see even a hare
Of course they can fare
Provided they dare
And it's always in my prayer
Now the living ones
Let's stand again
So that we can gain
Let's replace what we obtain
If we cut one tree
We should plant more than three
Let's farm planet earth
We should make it wealth
To make our lives health
Let's make it green
For the shade of grandpa and granny
Because it's really sunny.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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The Devil Man And The Humanity
The door of wisdom slightly opened is much better than the widely opened fake world's gate.
And I never imagine to survive happily there
Where things only can be seen with eyes Never can be touched with hands
Never can be felt by hearts
Because they are the deeds of devil man who is pictured out as a man
With his fake deeds some of us somehow may be convicted
Because of his deed's has fake brightness which our eyes will love to watch
He sings songs who's words can't be heard
But its music is so loud can make souls dance upon fires
Without being conscious what the meaning of song words are
They will be tempted with charm of devils crowd
While the devil man celebrates the glory of winnings
Upon dead bodies of innocence people devil man dances proudly somehow
But as well as our pities survive within our hearts
And we have the mercy of God's love inside hearts
Nothing can make us fall apart so far
We all are one
As long as we hold each other hand so tight
As long as we do love and care for our fellow men
The light of love will always glitter there white and bright for protecting all the humanity from devil man!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Give Me Romance Everytime
Maybe a little romance is needed
Lightening our days in all this grey
To place a smile on our faces
You can't have too much romance
In a life that's filled with sadness
Making us laugh with pleasure
Give me romance to dazzle me
To make my heart sing out loud
And make me feel I'm alive
Bring on the romance to me
It's welcome in a soul of tears
Appreciated from this coldness
Give me romantic words and deeds
So pleasing to my eyes and ears
Make me happy for a little while
Give me romance everytime
To make me blush and smile
Instead of all these teasing words
rewrite of poem lost in the ether lol but still on document.....Fi
poem by Fiona Davidson
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Hidden Things
Let them not seek to discover who I was
from all that I have done and said.
An obstacle was there that transformed
the deeds and the manner of my life.
An obstacle was there that stopped me
many times when I was about to speak.
Only from my most imperceptible deeds
and my most covert writings--
from these alone will they understand me.
But perhaps it isn't worth exerting
such care and such effort for them to know me.
Later, in the more perfect society,
surely some other person created like me
will appear and act freely.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Words
I know somebody that says things
without thinking about it
and without caring
about the impact of words.
Where words are at times innocent,
it can be deadly
and at times it’s impossible,
to make things
that has been said undone.
Words can make people,
can inspire, cheer on,
bring gladness,
but just like that
words can break people
and cause great unhappiness.
It’s wise to care about every word
and to protect your mouth
before you speak
and really hurt somebody.
[Reference: “Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruits.” Proverbs 18: 21.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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You And Me(song)
i dont care what people think about me
i dont care what people say about me
i dont care about anything around me
all i care about is you
the thought of being with you makes me happy
your voice makes me tingle all inside
your name gives me this feeling i cant explain
i love you and those are the only words that explain how i feel about you
i dont care what people think about me
i dont care what people say about me
i dont care about anything around me
all i care about is you
you and me thats how were ment to be
you and me thats all we'll ever be
both of us together as one forever
i dont care what people think about me
i dont care what people say about me
i dont care about anything around me
all i care about is you
you give me feelings i cant explain
you make me feel like i never felt befor
i cant seem to get you out of my head
i dont care what people think about me
i dont care what people say about me
i dont care about anything around me
all i care about is you
i dont care, i dont care
all i care about is you
poem by wendi Collier
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When words are not enough
When words are not enough
to say thank you with
for all the sacrifices
that speaks an own language,
in the wide world
I would want no other mother
and nobody can lie deeper
in my heart.
Even in latter years
where life is cutting me small
you are prepared
to stay on my side
and this old world
you make heaven to me
and when I look through your eyes
I see another earth
that looks different and better.
As if a angel from heaven
has landed next to me
your words and deeds
the whole time brings honour
to the almighty God
and my thanks
cannot even try
to value you.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Minus Is More Powerful
Minus one added with plus one
Cancel the plus one.
Minus one multiplied by plus one
Gives the minus one.
Bad words and deeds like minus
Kill good words and deeds.
(06.06.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Minus is more powerful.
Minus one added with plus one
Cancels the plus one.
Minus one multiplied by plus one
Gives the minus one.
Bad words and deeds like minus
Kill good words and deeds.
06.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Held Accountable
We all are held accountable
On the things we do in our life
From the deeds we do, and the words we say
And from the actions that we leave behind.
As our paths they cannot be forgotten
Nor the walks or the steps we have taken
And the things we done or felt or said
They will become the future that we have been making.
As a rock that is tossed into the ocean
And as it hits upon it’s surface
The ripple effect for that rock has began
Then later we will see its effect and its purpose.
And we too are all held accountable
As that is the way that it should be,
From the things we done and the words we said
As that will become part of our history.
We all are held accountable
For our endeavors that became our past
And should we not also be made to stand up and own
All our actions and deeds that formed and shaped our life.
We must stand up and accept our past
As that is the way that it truly should be
So we can't run or even hide away
Like life, that is our destiny.
As one day we all will be held accountable
From the deeds and actions that we have done
So we must be prepared to accept them all
As like from death, from it we cannot run.
So watch the steps that you do take
And think closely on the path you do choose
As that will be the destiny you chose for yourself
And one day it will come back to visit you.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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