Thing, body, matter, are nothing apart from the combinations of the elements, - the colours, sounds, and so forth - nothing apart from their so-called attributes.
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The Children of God
Intelligence is a divine light
Glowing in all directions…
Whatever torch it holds travels
Throughout space and time
And orbits, a spiritual realm
That transcends all elements
Of our; so called knowledge
So that is why, we are called.
The Children of God!
From germ cell to molecule
From mineral to atom!
All matter and anti-matter
Can never be - destroyed.
So that is why, we are called.
The Children of God!
Whatever collides together?
Is transformed, molded a new.
Each with the energy to energize
A star and cause a core reaction!
In the body of that living star
Alive or dead, that star is you!
So that is why, we are called.
The Children of God!
Your life's end - doesn't supplicate
No new beginnings end:
That is only for the flesh
The Subterranean, diviners climatic
So the rains decent is in order
Of his ascent to look over us
So that is why, we are called.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Ellis
You are now like the desirable thing on these attributes of my love,
And like the accessory of a client's privilege;
But the pharmaceuticals could not solve my problem!
And, i am now predominated by a lavished coalition.
Testable!
With the realistic act on a consummated love;
For, you are now like the desirable thing on these attributes of my love.
A cute act of your muse was pre-aforementioned to me with your love!
But, i am like a domicile animal on this act;
However, i do have no disappointments! !
For, much silence is now needed on this case.
Ellis!
These impediments were limited to nature;
But, i am congrously moving along with the act of this love! !
However, you are now like the desirable thing on these attributes of my love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Life Is Like Rainbow!
Life is like a rainbow,
you need both
sun and rain to make it appear,
and one who observe,
Life is that rainbow appearing
with Energy and matter, Self is the observer!
Life is like rainbow needs both Sun and rain to spread it colours,
Walk along the garden path,
Or trek along mountain forest paths,
Life spreads its colours,
In flowers and butterflies,
Flora and fauna!
Life spread its colours like rainbow in every ecosystem,
May green mountains,
Shining beneath surface of lake,
May be in hot deserts,
or in cold polar continents!
Life is like rainbow need Life and habitat are two things to spreads its colours!
Life is like rainbow needs food and love to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow needs love and compassion to spread it colours!
life is like Rainbow spreads colours need lover and beloved in their eyes!
Life is like rainbow that needs desires an ambitions to spread it colours!
Life is like rainbow need feelings and thoughts to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow that needs children and parents to spread colours,
Life is like rainbow that needs kids and their innocent thoughts to spread it colours,
Life is like rainbow that needs wisdom and patience in elders to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow that needs two things in teenagers energy and dreams to spread its colours!
Life is like rainbow that needs sky and observer,
Some feel rainbow
is illusion like mirage,
But some manage to bridge between life and soul!
Rainbow colours found in every soap bubble,
bubbles grow and shine,
spread colours before they burst and die, .
Strange feeling they create,
Spread their message,
Just like colours spread on their face!
For a scientist life is like rain bow that needs rain and sun,
For a philosopher,
Life is like rainbow needs illusion and misidentification,
Rainbow is illusion created by elements and light,
just like life and world!
It is natural and nature's MAYA,
Nonexisting thing showup,
hiding existing things,
object is hidden in subject
Just like a mirage in desert or fragrance in a flower!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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To Be Loved
Colours flicker across my mind
like a rainbow after the rain.
Bright and glowing colours
that leave with them no pain.
They are all the colours
I can see within my world,
but the thing that has no colour
is the dearest to my heart.
It is called love,
love for all mankind
and all the creatures
that live there within.
Whether they be large or small,
ferocious or gentle.
They are there to be loved
by one and all.
13 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Hidden Place
A place is hidden on the map,
May the paper adjust for the better.
You may cry, you may end this matter,
But adventure has resonance of pain
And colours of the rainbow.
Do we see our people unite with us
About the travels of the stars and planets?
The hidden adventure is about God,
Feelings cut into half are told to substances
Called elements and compounds.
But does God adjust paper of formulae
In the hope of our adventure?
Do we see God as an adventurer of mighty thoughts?
But do we see those men who do prosper?
poem by Naveed Akram
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An Ending
a civilized man
no matter how eloquent
and sociable
no matter how
engulfing his mind
is
no matter how thorough
his grasp of all the elements
of this universe
no matter how amazing
is his body and soul
and thoughts
and cares
somehow if he has to be
decent at all
must know about the
fact of an end.
a manner, of ending
a meeting, a manner of ending
a conversation, no matter how nice it is
some men are much better at it
when through when the mission is done
when everything is over
when all is said and done
knows how is it to end what he
has started
he takes his life and not waste it
in a meaningless nook
in the useless passage of the hours
where the bell tolls and no one listens
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Body To Body
Body, body, bo-bo-bo-body, body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
I love the way you make me feel
When you do what youre doing to me, oh
Touching me the way you do, you know, know youve got to feel it too
When you bodys next to mine, youve got me hypnotized
Body to body
Body to body
You know I like the way you do what you do when you do it to me, oh
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
Flowing through this magic night
I love to feel you hold me tight
You are the one thats right for me
You got me feeling tingaly
Share the night with stars above
I think Ive found this thing called love
Fever running through your eyes
You are my heavenly device
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
You opened up the world to me
You changed my life so tenderly
I know you are the only one
Youre brighter than the burning sun
Dont know where youre going to
I dont care as long as Im with you
That certain sparkle in your eyes
Has got me feeling oh so high
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
I like what you do when you do all those things to me
Body to body....
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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The Concept of the Death
What is death? Why is it? Who causes it?
Living things are animated objects.
The dead are so when unanimated.
Cessation of animation is death.
Who terminates the animation:
The soul or the body? Neither of them.
The soul leaves not that the body decays.
The body decays not that the soul leaves.
Neither the body nor the soul promotes
The death nor do they desert each other.
They together succumb to the pressure
Exerted by the force present outside
Death happens when the matters break down
By accidents of the external force,
Or when they weaken from the external stress
Or when they are eaten by the predators.
The flame is to burn till the matter lasts,
The life is to run till the body lasts.
The flame is to die with no more matter.
The life is to cease with no more addition.
Degraded and disintegrated
By saprophytes at different stages,
The dead matters turn basic elements
And settle as inorganic matters.
The elements add to the growth of plants,
Plants to the growth of the herbivorous
And the herbivorous to the carnivorous
With the participation of the life force.
The drive of the life force is to survive
Against the pressure of the external force
The life force builds up the matter in growth
And when it could not, it dies with the matter
The plants and animals form a network
Trough which runs the life force, which is the soul,
Whose drive is to feed, grow and procreate.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.
The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.
The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.
The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.
Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.
When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.
Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Am No Angel
I am no angel
at least I certainly do not feel like one.
I don’t even have
the attributes to be one.
The only thing I have
is a caring heart
and a helping hand
to whomever is in need.
A rascalish sense of humour,
which smiles upon breed.
If they are the attributes of an angel,
then I guess I must be one.
I’m going to leave it up to the reader
to decide as to whether I am an angel
or merely the devil is disguise.
poem by David Harris
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The Colours Of Love
The colours of love,
The colours of unity,
The colours of peace,
The colours of humility,
the colours of care,
The colours of passion,
The colours of romance,
The colours of the mind,
The colours of your works,
The colours of mankind;
But, let true love come out from your heart!
For, in peace and unity we have to live on this earth together:
Than, the bullets of war that divides us always! ! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Then my first film was something called Cannibal Girls, which sounds like a horror movie but was actually kind of a goofy comedy with horror elements. Like a horror spoof.
quote by Ivan Reitman
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Sky to me
Sky to others is just a sky to some it is heaven and even hell
To me it is my all an endless thing in life
Yes one day it will end but not in my lifetime
It stays there no matter What
it comes in all kind of colours
And all kind of wonders happen in the sky
and even though man has gone up to the sky
No one will really be one with the sky
It’s endless and alone and that’s what I like about it
Always there when I need it
No matter what the time no matter where I am
It’s always there no one can get rid of it
but that’s not true you can get rid of it
and we are slowly killing the sky
with own noisy and toxic machines
poem by Christine Lowrie
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Duty
Thing called duty never means something we like
It’s an order, an excuse, sacrifice or requirement
It never sounds pleasure or fun
It feels formal, distant, cold and a must
Something we must do or there’ll be sanction
Thing called duty always means burden
If we don’t let our heart to play around
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Who Am I?
Where was I before, who brought me here?
Who were with me or was alone there?
Have to vacate or to stay forever?
When and where have to go from here?
Big confusion, complete answer, no one knows
Such secrets and facts of life,
Keeps to Him, will never disclose.
No faith in human beings, checks the threat we pose.
Regrets His own creations, all that it shows.
Was I not in the elements of Earth, before taking birth?
Elements combined, I surfaced, remains the truth?
Matter from the earth gave me life,
Have to go back, no matter, how big am I.
Am I not a robot with machines and parts?
Don't know of which brand and marks?
How long they function, no guarantee, no argument?
With remote HE controls my movement.
Born with mix of fortunes and miss-fortunes
Makes me to dance at HIS tunes.
Sitting in heavens decides my fate.
Even then I call HIM, 'GOD THE GREAT'.
Yes, I have to go back, not to come back,
Elements of earth go back to earth to lie on tracks
No chance but if, only by chance,
May recombine the elements of Earth,
In the same manner that I get re-birth.
By fair and unfair means,
By running in the length and breadth
And even at the cost of my health,
I created so much of wealth
But sorry! Can't take it with me,
Not even the naked body goes with me
No protests have any such right,
Don't know, with whom to fight.
Now I know I am here only by chance
Now I know where was I before
Now I know have not to stay for ever
Now I know where have to go from here,
When my term is over.
Cool minded
When I sit and think
All differences with HIM
I forget and sink.
Change is must,
Can't break HIS own laws
In action no exception,
No flaws
Even for Sun, Moon and Stars
No cheers
Must change
No matter
May be there,
For millions of years.
poem by Swadesh Chander Virmani
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These are all elements, but the main thing we can do in the Middle East is encourage the reformist elements.
quote by Frank Carlucci
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A Thing About You
Im not much on mystery
Yeah you gotta be careful what you dream
I thought this might pass with time
Yeah I thought I was satisfied
But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I , i, i, got a thing about you
Somewhere deep in the middle of the night
Lovers hold each other tight
Whisper in their anxious ears
Words of love that disappear
But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I, i, i, got a thing about you
Baby you own some strange control over me
Yeah its so wild it hypnotizes me
Raise both hands
But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
It dont matter what you say
It dont matter what you do
I, i, i, got a thing about you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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A beautiful thing called YOU
How to write about a beautiful piece of God’s writing
I mean what is there to edit?
Did God leave room for improvement
Oh I see, he did leave some for comment
And praise and Glory to value
A Beautiful thing called you
Unmatched in splendor
A beautiful thing named you
That only God` s description could equal the importance
A beautiful thing called you
That only the angelic can understand
A beautiful thing called you
Whose creation was inspired by the divine
A beautiful thing called you
That the universe handles with care
A beautiful thing called you
Whose shape was sculpted by His own word
A beautiful thing called you
How do I begin to describe it
Is it by letter
Oh I see holding it is better
How do I own it
To praise the glory and the value
A beautiful thing called you
Oh I see, God knows better
The value the Glory and the praise
No, He revealed it to me
But still I cant
Bear the praise the value and the glory
That flows from those eyes
The ear the nose and the belly
I looked through the key hole to see the sky
I saw heaven`s 1 2 3 stars shy
HE opened the door of your heart
Behold the millions that were hidden
Now I know
How to Praise the glory and the value of a beautiful thing called you.
poem by Didier Sixte Kahungu
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Colours
Colours are just colours
One might suppose
Rage is red…
But then again…
so is a rose
So colours are more
Than they seem, don’t’ you think
For boys it’s usually blue
For little girls always pink
Yep, colours are colours
Perhaps that’s all they should be
Just something to look at
Only something to see
But colours have emotion
At least they do to me
Perhaps I just don’t see hues
In the same way
that you see
Because blue to me
Is more than just a hue
It’s the sky, it’s berries,
Oceans … and sadness too
Green is envy, grass and dinero
Purple is royalty, plums and passion
Yellow is cowardice, butter and tallow
Colours are … whatever you wish to fashion
Perhaps I see colours differently than you
Perhaps exactly the same way… I hope
But my advice to you, whatever you do
Is … don’t get me started on taupe! !
poem by David Whalen
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Greeting It
A greeting has been achieved of a long sort,
The madness of a revolver is upon us.
The greeters speak many colours, of fierce
And many ways, too much whining happened.
This greeting matches loveliness, of colours,
And shortcomings are absent, running up to nothing.
A blue colour shall inhabit the sky from now on,
A paleness resides in the heavens now,
Why do we instill love in those elements needing none?
poem by Naveed Akram
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