I really believed that the priests were acquainted with my thoughts; and often stood in great awe of them. They often told me they had power to strike me dead at any moment.
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Random Thoughts
In the hot summer morning light,
I stood looking from a great height.
And to my right there was a pack,
Of dogs, barking for a snack.
And on the road to Naukuchiatal,
There lay a dead man.
But I guess I was mistaken,
For he woke up and smiled.
What is death I wondered?
Pain, sadness, oblivion?
Or
Relief, bliss, happiness?
In a clearing nearby,
There were some rabbits snowy white.
He neared and made a noise,
Thinking they might like.
But ran away the rabbits shy,
Thinking any moment they might die.
What is life I wondered?
Prejudice, inequality, discrimination?
Or
Fame, power, pleasure?
Thoughts keep coming and going,
And so do people.
But each has in mind what he's supposed to do.
Obstacles come and go,
Never fear them for you can find a way out.
It is true, any time now we might die,
And yet, anytime now we might perceive a moment of joy.
poem by Anushna Satapathy
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My Heart Stood Still
I laughed at sweethearts
I met at schools
All indiscreet hearts
Seemed romantic fools
A house in Iceland
Was my heart's domain
I saw your eyes
Now castles rise in Spain!
I took one look at you
That's all I meant to do
And then my heart stood still
My feet could step and walk
My lips could move and talk
And yet my heart stood still
Though not a single word was spoken
I could tell you knew
That unfelt clasp of hands
Told me so well you knew
I never lived at all
Until the thrill of that moment when
My heart stood still
Though not a single word was spoken
I could tell you knew
That unfelt clasp of hands
Told me so well you knew
I never lived at all
Until the thrill of that moment when
My heart stood still
All that moment when
My heart stood still
My heart stood still
My heart stood still
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Lying Foxes
1950, Quebec
At the age of twelve he believed all they said
Those sly thieves in robes of false piety
Although some of them now may be dead
They destroyed his views with hypocrisy.
As a boy in that Catholic boarding school
He had trusted the priests were pure, holy
But these foxes had made them into little fools
Deceived into thinking they were giving to charity.
The priests sold them cards of some Chinese children
Saying that these were in dire need of Baptism
His donations could help the lost and forsaken
But they've not been in that land of Communism.
That little choir boy wholeheartedly trusting
Was an easy prey for those priests who deceived
They ruined his faith and now he's forsaking
Even God on whom he must truly believe.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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If...
If ev'ryone believed in adulthood,
We would not behave like impish children.
If ev'ryone believed in something good,
Perhaps our evils would never happen.
If ev'ryone believed in honesty,
Thoughts would not require representation.
If ev'ryone believed in identity,
Each person would not crave affirmation.
If ev'ryone believed in truthfulness,
We would not follow laws of hypocrites.
If ev'ryone believed in wanting less,
Maybe we could learn to want what we get.
If ev'ryone believed in how they feel,
What is imagination would be real.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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A Strange Bondage
Just when I told you
I am a lie
you believed me
when I told
I simply use you
you believed me
but when I told
you are a no-one
simply a number
your trust cracked
and lastly when I told
you should leave me
you proved yourself a liar...
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Women priests. Great, great. Now there's priests of both sexes I don't listen to.
quote by Bill Hicks
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Despotic Dynasty
Despotic Dynasty
Dead leaves of thoughts scrape along the asphalt of subjugation,
but whatever we do we will not climb the mountain of surrender.
There was a moment of freedom, a spring before the righteous,
those who had promised liberty, took power, created new laws
and a new layer bureaucracy, a jungle of words where individuals
were trapped like flies in a spider’s web of conflicting rules; and
it was winter again. At the whim of a president or a mere rumour
you could be imprisoned forever as enemy of the state; no one
told you why? And no one told us that sympathy is paramount to
treason. Yet humanity prevails over official regulatory reasons.
But the dream is after walking through five mountain passes, see
the sun arise and as mist disperse, there a city of light floating in
the clouds, and there will be a joyous cry from the dispossessed.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Valentine
This is a very wonderful moment,
That reminds us those that gave us a special moment.
It is a day that expresses love at it fullest,
And shows us those that made us feel like the best.
This is a day that's unforgettable,
Because it feeling is irreplaceable.
A day to remember those that stood by us in times of trouble,
And believed in us whenever we stumble.
A day not only for husband and wife,
But an opportunity to experience the beauty of life.
Some never got the chance to feel it,
But you have the opportunity to express it.
A day to appreciate those close to your heart,
Those that stood when our life was torn apart.
Those to tell a big thank you,
For they make you feel like brand new.
Just look straight to them,
And give them the roses when they can still smell them.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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The Almighty Does Not Sit In That Classroom of Tricks
When acts of evilness with intent are committed...
Do not revenge it.
It will hurt like pain never felt...
Or believed dealt with before!
Do not revenge it.
Even though it aches not to strike back.
Like some who believe,
They have been ordained to attack!
Forgive those involved!
That is the key!
And observe how God resolves your patience.
In ways you will witness in disbelief!
But hold onto your faith with a courage,
You should not chase or allow to leave.
No deed done goes ignored.
Believe!
What goes up...
Comes down eventually!
Believe!
And what goes around...
Has to come back.
And for millions observing,
The Earth is round and not flat!
Even thoughts that are tossed away...
Aren't lost to stay that way!
Understand what is said and to 'whom' you pray!
Believe!
When acts of evilness with intent are committed...
There is a higher power that knows just how to bestow
What is needed when the time is right!
Remember this...
Forgetting maybe something we are told,
And conditioned to believe we must do...
By those who chose to sell their souls,
To allow a brand of evilness to continue,
What it does to me and you.
As we weaken in droves!
But...
The Almighty does not sit,
In that classroom of tricks!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let The Hammer Fall
Its getting closer now
The clock strikes midnight time
It is the tolling of the judgement bell
You fear the dead of night
There aint no place to hide
This is your point of no return
Now we are ready to strike, again
Its getting far to late, my friend
Let the hammer fall
We are above the law
Let our power show
That were in full control of your destiny
Now we are ready to strike, again
Its getting far to late, my friend
Let the hammer fall
Oh, oh, oh
Were getting closer now
The chill of distant eyes
Your on a dead end street into the night
Now we are ready to strike, again
Its getting far to late, my friend
Let the hammer fall
Let the hammer fall
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Love Consuming
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Second of the day
I wonder at His glory that is
a woman and ask who is
She that walks so proudly?
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Dream I dream
You walk through me like
A chill on winters eve. I see
You but I am but a shade
Unto you
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Breathe I take
You are the forest to my trees
That hide me from your sight.
We dance the dance of the
Stars and thoughts of you
Consume me
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Death I die
Her being, her beauty burns
Through me. I died in her
Passing when she smiled unto
Me
Thoughts of you consume me
Hold power over me every
Kiss you kiss me...
poem by Leonid Gonzalez
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Hallucinations of Floating Corpses
We had no words, on seeing
the confluence of the holy Ganges
and the overflowing Yamuna at Alahabad.
The priests pestered us
to do rites for our parents dead.
Two floating corpses soon we found
and thoughts of life brief haunted our minds.
When the boatman rowed us up
I had hallucinations
and the vast surface of the rivers
seemed to be full of bodies around.
We came home but those ‘inert things’
were at the crest of our thoughts.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Perfect Moment
The perfect moment with the perfect person.
I'm quite suprised they're here with me.
Despite all my dreams,
I'd never have believed.
That at this moment it would finally be.
So here it is.
Finally knowing the perfect kiss.
Holding hands in perfect bliss.
It's so unreal,
my head is shrouded in a mist.
I can hardly believe such luck as this.
I never want this moments end.
In the greatest joy your sweetness lends.
The greatest moment which truth defends.
We hold the greatest love in lifes great plan.
Never ending and doing all we can.
To make it through with Gods' great helping hand.
poem by Michael McParland
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Acquainted with the Night
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
A luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
poem by Robert Frost
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If horses neigh to one another, they become acquainted, if people talk to one another, they become acquainted.
My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Saints An Sinners
(coverdale/lord/moody/marsden/murray/paice)
Get ready for judgement day
An the final curtain call,
Dont lie when you testify
cos the good lord know youre all
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
When moses stood on the red sea shore
Laying the law on the line,
He said dont come knocking
On the pearly gates
If all you did was have a real good time
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful.
Saints an sinners
I stand guilty of a thousand crimes,
An I suffer temptation still,
Show me a man who wont give it to his woman
An Ill show you somebody who will
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful
Saints an sinners,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Get ready for judgement day
An the final curtain call,
Dont lie when you testify
cos the good lord know youre all
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
Saints an sinners...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Kill The King
Danger, danger the queens about to kill
Theres a stranger, stranger and life about to spill
Oh no, move me out of harm
I need a spell and a charm
Fly like the wind
Im no pawn, so be gone, speed on and on
Kill the king
Tear him down
Kill the king
Strike him down
Power, power it happens every day
Power, devour all along the way
Oh no, move me out of harm
I need a spell and a charm
Fly like the wind
Im no pawn, so be gone, speed on and on
Kill the king
Treason, treason, the specter looms again
Treason, treason, the realm is safe and then
Oh no, move me out of harm
I need a spell and a charm
Fly like the rainbow
Im no pawn, so be gone, speed on and on
Kill the king
Tear him down
Kill the king
Got to take his crown
Kill the king
Hell rule no more
Strike him dead
Hell rule no more
Strike him dead
The people roar
Kill the king
Take his head
Down, down, down, down
Oh, kill
Oh, kill
Oh, oh
song performed by by Rainbow
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Pointless To Make Attempts WITH Common Sense
Is a power taken,
The same as a power given?
And how much power,
Does a power that has been taken have...
If those that did not give it,
Deem it as useless?
And if those who deem a power taken,
As being useless...
How powerful can that power remain?
And over what or whom,
Does one with useless power...
Have it kept in their minds believed?
It is pointless to make attempts,
WITH common sense...
To anyone who has money,
That money hoarded has no power at all.
It is only when it is distributed,
That the power of it is most effective.
One's greed,
Eventually defeats a blinded perception.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He's mine boasted the grave in victory
‘He's mine' boasted the grave in victory
'He is dead so now he belongs to me'
Mary and Martha gazed on in despair
Wishing that Jesus had been with them there
Then Martha met Jesus coming to Bethany
to share in their deep grief and agony
Then she told Mary who came to see
and fell at His feet weeping helplessly
'Lord if only you had been on the scene
Then Lazarus' death would never have been'
Four days he had lain in Death's sepulchre
far beyond the reach of any earthly care
'Believe in the Resurrection' He said
For He had the power to raise the dead
'Yes I believe that You're the Son of God'
'Whatever You ask will be granted Lord'
'Where have you laid him? ' sadly Jesus sighed
'Come and see, Lord, ' both the women replied.
Seeing their helplessness at the graveside
Deep tears of sorrow the Son of God cried
They opened the tomb, rolled the stone away
Then they heard Jesus in a loud voice say
'Lazarus come out' and amazingly they saw
That he who had been dead was dead no more
'Remove the grave clothing and let him go'
and each semblance of death was removed so
There His power over death Jesus did show
in that town of Bethany long ago
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I was dead and in sins sepulchre lay
And then I heard the voice of Jesus say
'Roy come forth from the dead', I came to Him
and stood at the cross wrapped in all my sin
He washed me in His blood so pure and clean
I was made the cleanest I'd ever been
Sins linen bands He removed from my soul
and I stood before Him restored and whole
Come witness the miracle taken place
Here stands a poor sinner saved by His grace
For the Holy Spirit has quickened me
And the power of Jesus has set me free
So, grave no longer gloat in victory
You've been conquered by the King of Glory
Death no longer has any hold on me
now that my Lord Jesus has set me free
Written after reading John 11: 17-44