Winners have the ability to step back from the canvas of their lives like an artist gaining perspective. They make their lives a work of art - an individual masterpiece.
quote by Denis Waitley
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A Dream Away
Sometimes we have to put
a perspective on our lives
and separate the dreams from reality.
Stop living in a dream world
and begin to live in our reality.
Start doing the things
to make our dreams come true
instead of just dreaming
that they might someday.
But putting our lives into perspective
is not as easy as it sounds.
In fact, it is hard to do
when all you want is a dream away.
3 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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I Am God's Work Of Art
I am God's work of art
He crafted
My inmost being
And my heart
I am God's work of art
Sins may soil me
Events may try to abrade me
But God continues to work on me
I am God's work of art
More precious than the work
Of any artist
More intricate than any sculpted piece
I am God's work of art
My nerves and blood
My emotion, and imagination
Only God can create such masterpiece.
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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We
My father lives in France
My mothere lives in Japan
My sister lives in Afghanistan
My little brother lives in New York
My litter sister lives in Germany
My best friend lives in Myanmar
My business partner lives lives in China
My favourite food is indian food
My neighbourhood is always changing
What is WEdentity NOW?
Winners Take All
Life's been good
Life's been bad
Now I know
What I had
Has taken it's toll on me
Yes we give
And we take
What we get
Is what we make
Believe that dreams come true
Life is crazy
We're not fools, no, no
The price is high
When you keep the score
Take your souls
And your goals
To the top
Together we stand
We won't take no more
Cause we're winners
And winners take all
Together we stand
We won't take no more
Cause we're winners
And winners take all
We have loved
Burned by fate
But for once
Set the record straight
Time does heal all wounds
You have laughed
We have cried
Paid our dues
Yes we're turned the tide
Mistakes are far and few
We need no guidance
Our aim is true
Down the road
There were many tolls
But we know
Cause we've grown
What we need
Together we stand
We won't take no more
Cause we're winners
And winners take all
Together we stand
We won't take no more
Cause we're winners
And winners take all
The price is high
When you keep the score
Take your souls
And your goals
To the top
Together we stand
We won't take no more
Cause we're winners
And winners take all
Together we stand
We won't take no more
Cause we're winners
And winners take all
Na, na, na-na-na na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na
Na, na, na-na-na na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na
Na, na, na-na-na na-na
Na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na
Na,
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Creation Hath Worked Its Mastery
Creation hath worked its mastery
Into the existence we know as our own.
We are as the statue of David if he were
To claim his existence free from Michelangelo’s hand,
We are a work of perfection that has the ability to deny
Our creator, nature hath a power to paint a picture,
A picture born with the ability to deny its painter
Any right to claim its existence lay within the imagination
Of the artist.
True art takes upon a life of its own,
Its home within the heart of the observer,
Those un-reserved enough to allow the
Canvas marble to speak unto their Hearts.
poem by David Lacey
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Destiny Of Our Lives
When the life blossoms
Destiny engraved in our lives
When virtue and vice sway to and fro
Energized and driven by supernatural forces
When we are grown up
Our lives started to face challenges
When we encounter distress
Our lives impregnated with tears and worries
That is the destiny of our lives.......
Sometimes our lives tinged and
Embroilled with joys and sorrows
Destiny inflicting poison and evil into our lives
Destiny can make or mar our lives
Destiny inspires our lives to prosperity
It can perish our prospects
Fortune and fate tossing each other
End of lives salunated with blessings
Dulakshi Wakista Copyright 2009
poem by Dulakshi Wakista
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Turmoil
We live in a time when the slightest alteration
can send our lives into a state of confusion.
It confuses our sense of being and our lives spiral
into turmoil not knowing which way to turn.
Everything seems like a mountain impossible to climb.
We seem to take one-step forward
and two steps back in every task we perform.
Our lives seem to spin in every decreasing circles going nowhere.
There seems no way out of the dark tunnel we are in,
no light to follow to regain our sanity
as we swim against the tide wonder if our lives
will ever be the same as the mountains get taller every time we look.
Yet we only need only take a minute and stand back
from those dark reaches that wish to control us.
Relax to view the turmoil for what we have made it
to cure our troubled mind.
16 May 2010
poem by David Harris
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Inside
I missed what she said
Did I hear her wrong?
I cant seem to have
Anything last that long
Or am I a jerk?
With no sense of what
Makes them warm up?
My life boils down to what I am
Living my life for what I can,
There I go again.
But maybe Im gaining what I need.
Ability to throw them aside,
Keep it inside.
Im writing again,
And out of ideas.
When I see her face,
Im filled up to here.
But what do I get?
I just let her pass.
I just let her pass
My life boils down to what I am
Living my life for what I can,
There I go again.
But maybe Im gaining what I need.
Ability to throw them aside,
Keep it inside.
My life boils down to what I am
Living my life for what I can,
There I go again.
But maybe Im gaining what I need.
Ability to throw them aside,
Keep it inside.
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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To Our Father
We all can paint on a canvas,
Whether it be great or small.
What we do is a masterpiece,
To our Father who loves it all.
If we believe our work is not good,
Then our mind is going to the Fall.
But we can be changed,
Through our Father who loves us all.
That change cannot be done alone,
For help, to our Father we must all.
Trying to explain the truth is hard,
But not to our Father who knows it all.
We are all part of His canvas,
We may not see it, but we are very tall.
We are the greatest buried treasure
For our Father who gets us all.
poem by Stephanie Varnadore
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Beauty, like truth, is relative to the time when one lives and to the individual who can grasp it. The expression of beauty is in direct ratio to the power of conception the artist has acquired.
quote by Gustave Courbet
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Empty Canvas
the canvas is juxtaposition
images colour movement time
time shifts in thought shifts
empty mind space canvas
is whatever artist declares
canvas is painted to be
empty canvas is whatever
canvas is painted to be
endless pigment possibilities
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Chances Are
I was lost inside a daydream
Swimming through the saline
I looked at you and you breathed in
Well thats the way its always been
It all comes down to creating time
You dont always have to make it rhyme
Well all drive by in our hybrid lives
Chances are well make it back
I was doing time in the LA jail
My crime was living inside a failure
No matter how it dont matter now
Rest assured the rest is blurred
It all comes down to doing time
We dont always have to make it a crime
Well all drive off in our hybrid lives
Chances are well make it back
Well make it back... Well make it back
Terrence McKenna said
It is better to explore within
We were apes before we spoke of sin
The cosmos sits on the tip of a pin
It all comes down to creating time
You dont always have to make it alright
Well all drive by with our hybrid lives
Chances are... Chances are... Chances are
Well make it back... Well make it back
Well make it back... Well make it back
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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Work Of Art
Life is a ‘work of art”, and humanity is the biggest part.
We draw and paint masterpieces, and write the
Histories of each generation.
Just to show that we’ve been here
Because in our lives we live in fear.
Paintings, pictures, movies and words
With all this knowledge we still don’t learn.
For we create our heavens, and we create our hells
Look around you and you can tell.
Wars, hunger, poverty and hate
We better stop before it’s too late.
We’re already destroying all that nature is giving
“is this what we call living? ”
(if you want to see the “work of art” of humanity
Then take a white canvas and paint
“A large black dot”.
For that is humanity destroying the clean beauty
That the lord has given us.)
This canvas a work of art? Who is to say?
Can you express this life in a better way!
“Work of art” it is anything and everything that
Man puts in their minds, and it becomes
A part of the times.
For “perception becomes your reality”
And this is the work of art that I see.
poem by Louis Rams
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Spontaneous Brevity Life Celebration Skips
joy leaps joy skips joy dances
joy in a spring step of life lives
joy in brevity of life celebrations
joy in spontaneous moments lives
joy in a quick pace moment lives
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Baby Step Back
Now it looks to me like the same old place
In the sky it looks like rain
The same old town with the same old streets
The address has not change
You can find me there
With the door shut tight
And the one wish that remains
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
No you know I dont write no bad checks
I have no wish to repent
Ive seen a few
But whatever I do
I dont cause no accidents
Whiskey and wine help me pass the time
I dont leave no evidence
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Still I dont kneel down
I was born to fight
So youd best leave me alone
Maybe Ill get much more than I need
Or much less than I should own
Last of all let me say it again
Either step up or step on
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby step back baby step back
Either step up or step back
Baby walk back baby walk back
Either walk on or walk back
Baby step back ...
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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People who believe they have the power to exercise some measure of control over their lives are healthier, more effective and more successful than those who lack faith in their ability to effect changes in their lives.
quote by Albert Bandura
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We Should Always Think
We should always think
of our lives going up
never going down.
Always think the positive
leaving the negative far behind.
We should always think
we are going to do the best we can
in the perspective of every thing we do.
We should always think
that tomorrow is going to be
another warm and sunny day
and never dread the rain
when it comes our way.
Everything in life has a positive side
and this is what we must strive for
in everyday of our lives.
26 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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For Once In Our Lives
Since this morning Ive been thinking how
Things have changed between the two of us
Weve been falling through the here and now
Its time for us to reinvest our trust
Cant you see for once in our lives
Now our love has finally come to ground
This flame we have is burning so bright
Burning for ever, now were back together
Since this morning Ive been asking why
Why we let this sweet love slip away
When we knew love, was for you and i
The reason we could face the darkest days
Cant we see for once in our lives
All the things we wanted have appeared
Now that we have love realised
Realised forever
For once in our lives theres no turning back
No running away and no covering our tracks
For once in our lives theres no one to blame
No broken hearts cause weve found love again
For once, for once in our lives
Since this morning Ive been so relieved
Theres no more pressure from within
I had this sense that you would get to see
There was no lasting love in him
For once in our lives theres no turning back
Maybe we cant believe, how things can be so wrong
Maybe its time that we learn
To reach out for the feeling of love
For once in our lives theres no turning back
song performed by by Paul Carrack
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The Canvas
Oh how she loves her canvas,
The stories that it tells.
Oh how she loves to paint her thoughts,
And etch a perfect spell.
Oh how she loves her canvas,
The memories that it holds.
Oh how she loves to trace the lines,
And tell if new or old.
Oh how she loves her canvas,
Her stability in an unstable world.
Oh how she loves to fret away,
At all of her unfurled.
Oh how she loves her canvas,
A standstill of art and truth.
Oh how she loves the feel of it,
To reminisce her youth.
Oh how she loves her canvas,
A long work of her life.
Oh how she loves the twisted colors,
Splashes of red upon white.
Oh how she loves her canvas,
She crafts each inch with care.
She hides her canvas well away,
Though she often earns a stare.
Do not tell of her canvas,
Keep the secret- she insists.
But perhaps some time take a second glance,
For her canvas is her wrist.
poem by Dayna Mortimore
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The Ones Who Now Look Back
For most of their lives,
They did exactly what they wanted.
And signs of change,
Were beginning to glow...
With neon messages no one could ignore.
Those choices chosen,
Were made regardless of objections raised...
By those who were told where to go.
And those places told where to go,
Have been taken without looking back.
And the ones who now look back,
Wondering where those who were told to go...
Away to live in their own worlds,
Have done so to live lives...
Without taking theirs for granted.
As those who look back seeking satisfaction,
Have come to realize their own satisfactions...
Had been placed on the wrong track.
With a blaming on others,
As to where their lives lived are at.
'Excuse me,
But can you tell me...
If that boat that sailed many years ago from here,
Is due to make a comeback anytime soon? '
~I'm sorry I couldn't.
I don't live in this neighborhood.
Have you tried asking any ot those people over there,
Standing on the corner watching their lives go by?
I'm sure they haven't been anywhere.
You could spend time with them reminiscing.
And they could probably answer that question for you.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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