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I only knew about daily life. It was said, well, it isn't everybody's daily life. That is why I started.

quote by Martha Gellhorn
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Daily I Crucify Him

Daily I crucify Him while I dwell in sin,
while I stumble forth in life;
daily a new life for me He does begin
even when I fall down in strive

and from every sin, every iniquity
daily He sets me free.

poem by Gert Strydom
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How Will I Daily Look Upon God's Face? (Cavatina)

How will I daily look upon God's face,
while I do sin
and still daily continually do fall?
When I begin
each day with a prayer, inside my heart
His love is in,
while He daily makes my life again new,
much more pure than all of the morning dew

poem by Gert Strydom
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Up Above The Daily Hum

Wondering at the scope of my experience
Cautious so not to be cold
Caught up in the comfort of what I once was
Lost in all the brand new possibility
Oh to be
In the middle
Happy on the pull of the past
Just before the future comes
Hoping for the rush of some experience
That could elevate me
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
When is this all over
When does the next one begin
Happy on the pull of the past
Just before the future comes
Hoping for the rush of some experience
That could elevate me
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum

song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Our Daily Bread

"Give me my daily bread.
It seems so odd,
When all is done and said,
This plea to God.
To pray for cake might be
The thing to do;
But bread, it seems to me,
Is just our due.

"Give me my daily toil,"
I ought to say -
(If from life's cursed coil
I'd time to pray.)
Give me my daily sweat,
My body sore,
So that bread I may get
To toil for more.

"Give me my daily breath,"
Through half a sob,
Until untimely death
Shall end my job.
A crust for my award,
I cry in dread:

"Grant unto me. Oh Lord,
My daily bread!"

poem by Robert William Service
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We die daily. Happy those who daily come to life as well.

quote by George MacDonald
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The best things in life are nearest Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life.

quote by Robert Louis Stephenson
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Depressed Vilanelle

They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain
And medication's there to help us cope.
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane

When life brings sorrow over and again
The mind lacks even energy to mope,
They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain.

All passion and desire go down the drain
Soon followed by enthusiasm, hope,
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane.

Give up the struggle. What is there to gain?
Recovery becomes a slippery slope.
They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain.

But medication's there to ease the pain,
Reduce the gradient as back to life we grope:
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane.

So praise the Prozac in sonnet or quatrain.
It keeps a chap from Paraquat or rope.
They say depression's like exhaustion of the brain:
A daily tablet keeps me nearly sane.

poem by Pat Duggan
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Not too long ago (English sonnet)

Not too long ago we both knew a time of woe
but then into my life you came
and your smile on your face did glow
and never was a single day since then the same.

It feels that since ancient times
we have known each other from somewhere before
and these feelings are sublime
while daily we do love and adore each other even more.

There is something know and perfect to your face
something familiar, well loved in your speech
and I know how our feelings do daily linger as we embrace
as if forever we have know each to each

as if our feelings as a principle can never wear down
and I am glad, proud and honoured to call you my own.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Curse The Fate

CURSE THE FATE

Curse the fate
As right away I knew
It’s forever too late

On the very first sight
I wanted to hold him back
Knowing it’s not right

This need to see you
Gives me the strength
To daily continue

Though we never kissed
Just your nearness
And I feel blessed

Curse the fate
As I met him
Many years too late

Heart is full of ache
Body and soul reaching out
This longing isn’t faked

Can’t get you out of my mind
After a solemn embrace
My teary eyes get blind

Daily life on and out
For sure this is true
I’ll never get over you

Curse the fate
As right away I knew
It’s forever too late

poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Gracious Grace

Gracious is the Grace that favored me thus
When I knew Him not, my heart yet hardened
Merciful is the mercy that found me hither
Renewed me within, when I sought Him not
And this is the Love that transformed me
And rights my wrongs and renews my heart
To guide my footsteps, to inflame my passion
To love what He loves, to hate what He hates
My heart so awakened, my mind thus renewed
My passion now aright, my life daily revitalized
Now death has no dread and life no doldrums
As each day an adventure, each moment a quest
Of joyous awakenings, of wonderful endeavors
Passionate engagements and daily discoveries

poem by Oyekake Satty Joshua
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Shudder/king Of Snake

Kkking of snake
King of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Snake
Snake
Snake
Snake
24 hours with the king of snake
Kkking of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
Im on a boast and the king of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
King of snake race
Im on a boast and the king of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
Im on a boast and the king of snake
24 hours with the king of snake
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink drink
And you go ping
Heat that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Snake
Drink that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enougha
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Right
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Heat that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
Snake
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Snake
Up on the mountain
Midnight faces
Everybody got some
Big emotion
Up on the mountain
Big emotion
Same ambition
Kkking of snake snake
Kkking
Snake [x4]
24 hours with the king of snake
King of snake king of snake
24 hours with the king of snake
( snake )
( snake )
( snake )
( snake fighting its very scary )
( fighting snake )
( really dangerous )
( so its really popular )
( at midnight everybody dancing on the street here )
( everyone with same identity )
( down their saki )
( sakis really strong )
( like vodka )
( really dangerous so )
( everyone get a roll up of new newspaper )
( set it on fire )
( and put it in between )
( snake fighting )
( life )
( strong food and strong drink at midnight )

song performed by by Underworld
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A Drink

With glass, I am a man – or so I think! –
A role to play when blessed with courtly drink:
A gin or two, then vintage port or wine
To pep me up and gift me with a shine.

I know it’s false, as I now must depend
Upon my daily shots with open end.
Insidious, it all becomes routine
To beg a drink each day for self-esteem.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life is on the brink

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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DAILY BY THE BEDSIDE(A Lenten Reflection)

I sat.....wide-gazed..
Life's possibilities....
Not without the Cross

Pinning me to earth notwithstanding
The joys, happiness
That must have been mine

This and that would have made life unbearable
If not for embracing the Cross
Befallen yet whole in spirit

Daily by the bedside
Immortalized by the man on the Cross
Nailed, crowned and crushed to death

Daily by the bedside
i die from sin, mistakes
Over acts only by your Cross
Was redeemed

poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Mystery Child

as i walked through the hospital corridors
i saw this child coming towards ne
her head was shaven and very red.
she looked up and smiled at me
and made my heart skip a beat.

in a voice so soft that i could hardly hear
she wished me joy and good cheer.
i knew right from the start
that this child had a loving heart.

for even though she was in pain
from everything that she had gone through
and it was hard for her to walk
she stopped and smiled and started to talk.

she was born with a sickness at birth
and was daily fighting for her life.
but she had such faith in god above
that she would be alright
and knew that she had to fight.
this battle that they said she could not win
but to her -giving up was a sin.

i started to choke up inside and the tears started to roll
from my eyes.she gently wiped away my tears.
and whispered gently in my ear.

if only the world could see and feel what i have
locked up inside-that god has given me
there would be peace and harmony.

for the lord has shown me what is on the other side when i die
but! i will be here for a very long time.
for there are many hearts i've yet to touch
before i am taken away.
and true love will forever stay.

i started to choke up again, and when i looked up again she was gone.

till this day i ask myself who could this child have been?
that put faith back in my heart and showed me
the unconditional love from god above.

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

poem by Louis Rams
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Don't Forget About Me

I knew that you were lonely,
Now you are married.
Don't forget about Me.
I know that you now have a family,
Your son, your daughter, the new baby.
Don't forget about Me.
I know that bills are due,
You don't have a clue,
About what you are going to do.
I know that life gets busy,
Sometimes even life's
Tragedies can try to make you worried.
Don't forget about Me.
I know that you can't always,
Go to church daily.
Don't forget about Me.
I know you got a great job recently,
Now you are moving,
To home that is more comfy.
Don't forget about me.
I am God,
I made the heavens and the earth.
I knew you before your birth.
I have heard all of your prayers.
I have taken care of your needs.
Don't forget about Me.

poem by Tameeka Smith
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0097 The vintage of a lifetime

As some sun-ripened vineyard-owner, rich
in slow maturing wisdom gained through time,
before that noble rot of trodden grape
yields untold harvest of a well lived life-
and proud that with his daily-tended skills
he'll win a vintage he will never taste -

so I, who seek to daily tend life's yield,
distil a vintage I shall never taste.
Mayhap some pencilled notes from wisdom's root
shall grow new generation's richer fruit.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Cest La Vie

It must be monday! what a dumb day!
Cant drag my butt outta bed
Somebody stop me--i need another coffee
Like a hole in my head
When everyday begins this way
Gets you down and can drive you mad
The daily grind can freak your mind
But life isnt all that bad
[chorus:]
Dont let it get to you
Cest la vie! thats life,
And thats how its gonna be
Cest la vie! hold tight,
It comes right eventually. oh--ho--
If only I could sleep in--
And wake up on the weekend
Oh, what a dream that would be, yeah
But fat chance for that one--
It aint gonna happen
Better get back to reality
I could be a slob or keep my job
That is the choice we have
The daily grind can freak your mind
But life isnt all that bad
[repeat chorus]
Everybodys got to do it!
Everybodys got to earn their way
Uh, come on now
You gotta work your own way through it
Everybodys got their dues to pay
Yeah
The daily grind can freak your mind
But life isnt all that bad
[repeat chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Cest la vie! thats life, and thats
How its gonna be
Uh, come on now
Cest la vie! hold tight,
It comes right eventually. oh--ho--
Cest la vie

song performed by by Shania Twain
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Life Could Be Easy

I never imagined life could be easy
I’ve only seen the worst of it all.
The starving millions barely living
in war and famined lands.
The deprivation of our young
with gods of evil garnishing their walls.
The daily slaughter rammed down our throats
from a one eyed monster in our homes.
Who said life could be easy
when the worst is all we see.
Our world of blue and green
daily shrinking before our eyes
and the creatures living within
disappearing at an alarming rate.
Who said life could be easy
when all you’re surrounded by hate.
Hate against a different colour skin,
hate against a different religion,
hate against everyone and everything.
Who said life could be easy
must be looking through blind eyes.

21 August 2009

poem by David Harris
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When I call your heart my home (English sonnet)

If what we have does surpass life and death,
if nothing could the essence of its presence remove,
if you are part of me and present in every breath,
then eternally it may stay as our own true love,

when not the smell of a flower or honey are as sweet,
when no other I can ever anywhere find
in the street or wherever I another meet
then you do fill my body, soul and mind.

When your commitment goes further than the body's bliss,
as daily with kindness and forgiving our relationship does resume
then there is a kind of magic in every kiss,
then there is something special that last past even doom

as daily new life and strength does come
when I call your heart my home.

poem by Gert Strydom
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A life you'll never know

This is one life you'll never know.
The life of rape and abuse.
The life of a victim.
The life of feeling alone.
The life of being scared.

I was raped and abused.
It was alife I didn't ask for.
And one I wish I never knew.
But this life has stuck to me like glue.

I never wanted that life but I got it.
I now live the aftermath.
Flashbacks are a daily occurance.
Hearing and seeing things.
You helped to make me selfharm.
You made me suicidal.
I hate you.

This is the life you'll never know.
Becuase once you'd finished with me.
You left me to pick up the pieces.
And I hate you all the more.

Rage and anger fills my heart.
Destroy me you have.
I never asked for this life.
And I never asked to meet you.

I hate the life of the victim.
But as hard as I try.
I still am the victim.
The flashbacks and voices.
The nightmares and fears.
Make sure I am

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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