I was born with a natural gift. My mother recognized the talent.
quote by Bernie Worrell
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Everybody Is Very Best In Something
Everybody is born with a special talent,
So don't give up your dreams so easily;
Like a talent from above to fulfil a message.
Everybody is born with a gift,
And our life-sytle lies in our own hands;
For everybody has a purpose on this earth too.
Everybody is very best in something,
So we must be ready to exhibit our various talents;
Knowing that, everybody is very best at something.
Nobody on this earth is born useless,
So pick up your mantle and make a change to all;
Like the 'munite-man' to show off his stuff.
So show your talents to the world,
And show your identity to us all;
For everybody is very best at something.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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One of the best
Can any one claim and dispute?
The position of mother and her repute
The new born wait eagerly for early food
Mother holding it high in neighborhood
It has natural backing and understanding
Mothers always stand firm in defending
Whatever may be the cause she is always there?
Children are safe with no worries or fear
How come mothers remain unconcerned?
No temptation for anything even if offered
Nothing can deter when children are waiting at home
Rushing to nest with food in mouth for welcome
What a joy to feel when al the mouth opens!
Take food one by one still keep eyes close
Direct feeding with full contentment
Nest so high with no possible movement
Birds or human beings, love has only one language
Discharge your obligation and leave behind imprint on page
It is recognized already even if not told on the face
Mothers may always remain in fray with lively race
See the birds with no worry and no talent?
Timely arrangement even with all the materials absent
No expertise yet pleasant display of safe nest
Free from any danger and considered to be one of the best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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This your gift
She said that each one in the world
has a special talent: what we’re better at,
than anybody else… so, it’s a glorious gift,
- a glorious duty - to know, acknowledge, this;
but what happens, so she said,
is that we know this, and deny it;
but then if pressed somehow, we make
a condition for ourself: ‘well, only if…’
and this – the devil in the detail – is a way
to lock our talent in; to keep the world without…
I said to her, an instance? and she said,
this man, he had a gift: to be always
in the rightest place, and at the rightest time;
but when this was revealed to him, he said,
OK but only if I can give up my job..
but it was his job, she said, enabled him
to manifest that talent…
you may not forget this poem;
this was a lady I shall not forget.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sonnet- Talents
Talent is something that none can erase;
It is always a God-given rich gift;
If you can nurture and become an ace,
None can prevent God's impending huge lift.
Talent is something that's hidden in you;
Within you search and 'twill come out quite true;
God rewards this way for righteousness too,
Never to many but to people few.
Talent is something all must bring it out,
To show the world that God is pleased with us;
It is God's blessing, without any doubt;
Then labour and nurture without great fuss.
Talent if nurtured, gives us happiness;
'Tis not something to keep in much harness.
poem by John Celes
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99 Lbs
Written by: d. bryant
Twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar
Shes got in each and every kiss
You wouldnt know what Im talking bout
If you never had a love like this
Well, I dont mean to be frank with you all
Its a natural fact
Good things come wrapped up in small, small packages now
Well you cant argue with that
Oh, oh, yeah
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul, oh, oh
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Twenty-five pounds of tenderness
She got in each and every touch
Twenty-five pounds of understanding my woman
cause I was the one running round town worrying too much
Twenty-four pounds of sunday
That I cant see, yeah
And it all adds up to ninety-nine big pounds
Oh, Im talking about a feline friend
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
song performed by by Black Crowes
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My Mothers Day Gift
My mother's day gift
Would not be tainted with fright
Because I love mum so much
I dare not play a hunch
My mother's day gift
I would give her without guilt
For my mum is so caring
That sometimes I start daring
My mother's day gift
I would package it nice and in silt
From within my own heart
That even cupid dares not throw a dart
My mother's day gift
I would walk silently behind her and sit
Telling her how much I love her
Whiles playing with her hair
poem by Samuel Donkor
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E.s.
there are those however
who do not really work hard
those with natural talent
who think everything is
just plain play, and then
they get an A+,
do not call it unfair.
they simply excel without
lifting a finger
without lashing an eyebrow
they are born you know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Gift Of Love
When you were born
There in your mother's arms
An angel told me always you will be
A gift of love from God to me
Though your road is long
I'll be right by your side
Through changes you'll see always you will be
A gift of love from God to me
Love took flight the day you came into my life
There is magic in the way I feel
Hearts opened wide gazing into your eyes
I'll be there for you
As long as I am alive
I have never loved
More than I love you
A gift for free always you will be
A gift of love from God to me
song performed by by Randy Travis
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My Choice, Will Heaven Complain?
If heaven will complain
I don't know,
Endowed so much i am.
My many talents and outfits
Passions me in confusion
Stirring me to see as destiny.
But talent i know is not destiny
Talent, gift of nature nurtured by environ
Destiny, gift of nature nurtured by divinity.
Hands can thwart talent, but
The tick tack of clock even stop
Can't thwart destiny
No matter the weather.
It is inborn, you, yourself, yoursoul.
I don't care if family complain
For my choice,
But i don't know
If heaven will complain.
poem by Mcanthony C. Nwatu
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It is a natural gift I was born with but it's something I've had to nurture in training.
quote by Michael East
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Eulogy For Michael Jackson
All of the glory, all of the fame
everybody knew his name.
But they did not know what made him tick.
And they did not know how it made him sick.
Inside the body that housed his soul
were shades of darkness that accompanied his role.
The vibrancy and talent of all he could do
was a gift that only comes to a few.
But the gift must be nourished and never abused
or it turns into a curse that becomes misused
by all of the parasitic leeches who prey
on a talent like Michael's every single day.
And in the final words that are said
He, my friends was already dead.
Dead in his spirit, dead in his mind
only alive in those who could find
the rarity of talent that captured their heart,
the oneness with God that flowed through his art.
What they will remember is what they did see.
What they'll forget is 'Who was he? '
A tortured soul
who's now at rest.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Being A Mother Means
Being a mother means when you pray for your children God will hear
Being a mother means that you can give a hug when they are near
Being a mother means endless chores
But always with love and it should be something we adore
Being a mother means unconditional love
Even though they do aweful things
Being a mother means we remember the day they were born
Being a mother means they are a gift to cherish, one that we should Not ignore
poem by Zelda Gerkin
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Sent the Same Gift
They all were sent the same gift.
Very few of them recognized it...
For what it was!
Since they were accustomed,
To entertain their limitations.
Some took the gift and respected it.
And they became lifted...
By the feeling they got from it.
And they knew it for what it was.
Becoming grateful it had been given!
Others dismissed it with disrespect.
And lived lives beset by conflicts and regret.
As the gift just sat.
Gleaming in the midst...
Of an environment rusting.
Surrounded,
By a distrusting and weakened people.
Taught they were...
To pray and receive on their knees.
And there they stayed,
Seeking!
As the gift observed this,
And laughed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Talent Fights Talent, Ego Fights Ego
God is supreme, creation of people! !
Supreme people create god supreme!
Where is the beginning and end of the logic?
Mind breaks, in heart fear creates!
Does supreme man create mind, heart and fear?
Spontaneous, natural and automatic! !
Talent breaks talent, logic devours logic!
One talent creates the dyke
How to demolish it, is busy working mine
Everything is within the mind, nothing is out side it!
People is the supreme, you say the truth!
I am the supreme working to make it untruth.
Really! really! things are spontaneous, natural and automatic!
Ego fights ego, talent fights talent, logic devours logic!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Gift Is A Must
Giving gift must form one's duty.
Give it to who deserves and needs.
Give it to who could not repay.
It can be a gift of treasure,
A gift of talent or of time.
View not the receivers as beggars.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Real Goddess
Today my mother
Came to my house
With lots of blessing
And full of good wishing
To live long
Happy and healthy
Progressive and wealthy
My mother
My sweet mother
My beautiful mother
My loving mother
My real goddess
My ever goodness
My first lady I loved
My life my mother
My soul my mother
My God-gift my mother
My pride my mother
My aim my mother
My teacher my mother
My friend my mother
My preacher my mother
My daughter's face look-like my mother
My daughter my little mother
O the Absolute Almighty
Give me my mother
Again and again
And again and again
My mother
Only my mother.
poem by Dr. P. K. Verma
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Hidden Talent
Written by gerry beckley, 1998
Found on human nature.
Just like a person from another world
My eyes can see inside you, little girl
I see things that you dont want to see
I see things youre trying to hide from me
Im just trying to make you understand
All the ways you can affect this man
From the moment that you came in touch
With the power there to burn so much
Youve got hidden talent (yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
You know your past is whats been bugging you
If youre ready girl ... do what you gotta do
Look for your life between the lines
Bad directions and poor designs
Youve got hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out you ... got it, hidden talent, oh
With the advantage of perspective i
See theres more to you than meets the eye
But now the time must come to spread your wings and fly
Yeah (hidden talent) yeah
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out ... you got it, hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Affair without warning
Hidden talent, mmm (mmm)
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
(fade)
song performed by by America
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Natural Gift
See that girl walkin down the street
She looks like a prima donna
Shes a star in her head and the worlds at her feet
She looks at you twice and your heart skips a beat
She didnt learn it at high school or from a glossy magazine
You see shes a natural, she gotta natural gift
You gotta rise above your stupidity
Youre dumb but dont give in
You gotta rise above your station
Discover whats within
And with some luck and dedication and some careful manipulation
Everybody needs some inspiration
Everybody needs some motivation
Mix it up with some imagination
And use your natural gifts, you gotta natural gift
You got natural gifts
Ah, hey, hey, hey, ah, hey, hey
And use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts
You dont have to be a genius to find
All the hidden potential deep in your mind
You dont have to know about nuclear physics
Know all the formulas and vital statistics
You dont have to be an intellectual, you dont have to be a scientist
To use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts, yeh
Use your natural gifts, you got natural gifts
You gotta stop this depression youre in now
Stop this emotional rift, you need a psychological lift now
Everybody needs some inspiration, everybody needs some motivation
Mix it up with some imagination and use your natural gifts
There are bad people, mad people, bitter people, scared people
Wanna put you down and keep you in your place
But you gotta chance to break out, you gotta chance to get out
And use your natural gifts
song performed by by Kinks
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I have a talent for silence and brevity. I can keep silent when it seems best to do so, and when I speak I can, and do usually, quit when I am done. This talent, or these two talents, I have cultivated. Silence and concise, brief speaking have got me some laurels, and, I suspect, lost me some. No odds. Do what is natural to you, and you are sure to get all the recognition you are entitled to.
quote by Rutherford B. Hayes
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birth (Motherhood)
a child born with closed eyes
it was a new beginning of my life
people think a child is born
but ask me, i know a mother is born
people say that mother is precious gift of God
but ask me a child is God himself in her arms
before my child's birth my life was beautiful
but after his birth my life become precious
these are simple heap of emotions - people say this
fools! they don't understand the pleasure of being a mother
its just the same, when you see the diamond you praise its beauty
but when you own one, you come to know how precious it is!
- Pradnya
poem by Pradnya Pahurkar
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