Set your heights more than what you see around you, see beyond.
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Heights
We fly to heights;
then sink to depths.
Like birds that fly in the sky;
but pick their feeds from earth.
Like plains that travel in the air;
but gather passengers from the ground.
Like great mountains, towering in glory,
but are founded on their bases.
Great men are small!
They bow to wash others feet,
they get their hands dirty,
to clean up the mess.
The greatest things on earth are small
But there are no mountains without bases
And no wave fails to see the shores
No bird feeds in the air
Heights are sweet but we soon come back home
The greatest imperfection lies in heights
The only temptations come from pride
There’s no warmth in heights
We strive for heights but fall to depths
Heights are never real.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Kite And Me
KITE AND ME
Sometimes i find similiarities between me and kite,
I was pored into customs with strings,
I was supported by many father, husband and son,
I was flown accordingly,
But i still like heights,
Heights to gain selfconfidence,
Heights to gain identity
I want to fly without anyone`s support
poem by Dr. Ram Sharma
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Helderberg Hill (Sestina)
You are the high hill with numerous peaks,
that in summer looks magnificent and cheery,
where I have climbed up to waterfalls, to heights,
where I got a view of sun, beach and sea,
felt as if in presence of God, with tranquillity
with your moods you remind me of a lady.
Once I wandered with a young lady
on a twisting trail among your high peaks
to find some inner peace, some tranquillity
and she was quite happy and rather cheery
gazing up at the blue sky, down at the sea
from both of those dazing heights.
Climbing up to the sheer heights
was like exploring the body of a lady
as if finding a secret kind of sea
with beautiful rising pointed peaks
and the experience was quite cheery,
suddenly leaving an own tranquillity.
My privacy is invaded by her tranquillity
as from far I still do watch her heights
and although feeling rather cheery
there is danger in this lovely lady
that beacons me with her high peaks
to look upon an endless open sea.
I long to gaze out upon the sea,
to be with her in tranquillity,
to wander among her peaks,
to again explore her heights
as if to visit a dear kind old lady
but I wonder if I will find her cheery?
But I must now continually stay cheery,
keep far away from the troubled sea,
avoid all of the dangerous heights
of live to be able to find tranquillity
but still the beautiful ageless lady
is luring me continually with her peaks.
How glimmering and cheery with ice her peaks
high above the sea, do glow from their heights,
she is without tranquillity, a chilly frozen lady.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sunset Heighting Aire
Barley sixteen and half unseen,
Who in battle engaged and never gave up,
When a sunset heights the air,
Tree's swaying, standing bare,
Like in that there,
Place of feelings where-
A sunset heights the are
Half empty filling up the day,
Empty empty full of rays,
A sunset heights the air,
The menacing mighty wind where,
This there place of feelings was,
Half empty, half full.
poem by Rebecca Stansfield
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He Showed Me
He showed me heights I'd never seen
and the climb was ecstasy.
He showed me lows from absences
that took its toll on me.
He showed me the sun, the moon and stars
and the sight was heavenly.
He showed me clouds and starless nights
that closed heaven's doors to me.
Still I lived for the heights
and lived for the sights
and died from the clouds
and the starless nights.
Was he even aware of the dichotomies
that tore at the heart of my being?
Or was he oblivious to these changes incurred
just from what I was seeing?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Remaining True
When you can show to me,
You can be respectful with discipline...
And...
Have integrity?
You never know,
How far this belief in yourself will go.
Or...
The heights you can achieve.
You never know,
Who will come to me with requests to be impressed.
And you are on my mind with this request to be addressed...
And...
There you are,
Always at your best!
And remaining true,
To you.
When you can show to me,
You can be respectful with discipline...
And...
Have integrity?
You never know,
How far this belief in yourself will go.
Or...
The heights you can achieve.
When you can show this to me?
You've already made this obvious,
To everyone else.
And I am just there to agree.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Trumpet Call
Trumpeter, sound for the last Crusade!
Sound for the fire of the red-cross kings,
Sound for the passion, the splendour, the pity
That swept the world for a dead Man's sake,
Sound, till the answering trumpet rings
Clear from the heights of the holy City,
Sound till the lions of England awake,
Sound for the tomb that our lives have betrayed;
O'er broken shrine and abandoned wall,
Trumpeter, sound the great recall,
Trumpeter, rally us, rally us, rally us;
Sound for the last Crusade!
Trumpeter, sound for the splendour of God!
Sound the music whose name is law,
Whose service is perfect freedom still,
The order august that rules the stars.
Bid the anarchs of night withdraw,
Too long the destroyers have worked their will,
Sound for the last, the last of the wars.
Sound for the heights that our fathers trod,
When truth was truth and love was love,
With a hell beneath, but a heaven above,
Trumpeter, rally us, up to the heights of it!
Sound for the City of God.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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Beyond Change
It slides stealthily in you, the fear
shifting the blame, stoking to run. He said
the wolves are coming. I heard a wailing
sound across the black wall,
I hate you, I hate you. He was crying
and shouting. Why were you so good to
me, why did not you hit me? He started
throwing stones on jasmines –
and then hanged himself with a shoe
lace. Fingerprinting the DNA was inconclusive.
Senseless incarceration, a hidden paranoia,
a tormented soul arrested under the canopy.
Heights, yes heights were responsible for the
fall, for the hurt, for the pain. Could not
stay fearlessly for a long time. Perfection
was the watchword.
Death was the peace.
poem by Satish Verma
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Our Fate
We hastily make steps forward
Into the darkness of uncertainty.
We slowly embrace reality
Without a care of what tomorrow holds
And, this is our fate
The rich sleeps late,
The poor wakes up early,
To trade away what the rich search for.
Heights to depth, depth to heights
This is our fate!
Blind wanderers,
In a vacuumed wilderness
We search for emptiness and reach out for shadows
We wait for tomorrow and we never find it
We climb valleys and slope down the hills
And this is our fate
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Hats Are Heights
Hats are heights,
What trouble is in the cap of danger?
Hats must be worn like helmets,
Torn to shreds by the bullets that animals roar,
Like the lions of deadly nature, who fix their stare
On the lonely travellers, their survival is to be sought.
Lions are visions of the crown and kingdom,
How does a hat called a crown be called a kingdom?
Because the kings are great and ordinary with wisdom,
Loathing them will wisely conduct a thought,
Admiring them shall see you riches, this is more polite.
Hats have heights too secretly huge,
May I provoke sympathy?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Conversation Peace
Staring right at 2000 ad
As if mankinds atrocities to man has no history
But just a glance at life in 2000 bc
We find traces of mans inhumanity to man
Theres no mystery
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace
We cant pause, watch and say no this cant be
When theres a plan by any means to have
Cleansing of ones ethnicity
And we shouldnt act as if we dont hear nor see
Like the holocaust of six million jews and
A hundred and fifty million blacks during slavery
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace
When publicly or privately convened
May love, positivity and lifes preservation
Be the basic theme
And should you put your trust in some
Prophet in life
Give him trust but your faith must stay
With the one
Who gave the ultimate sacrifice for...
All for one, one for all
Theres no way well reach our greatest heights
Unless we heed the call
Me for you, you for me
Theres no chance of world salvation
Less the conversations peace (repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Up, Up And Away
I get a feeling when I close my eyes,
I can climb to heights.
And nothing then envisioned,
Has a border to minimize.
I get a feeling when I close my eyes,
I can reach for anything...
To touch.
With a continuing done of my rise.
Because I...
Am,
The creator of all my rules.
I don't need a yardstick to prove what I can do.
Because I...
Am,
The doer that pursues to undo limits.
Unrestricted I am up...
Up and away.
Hey.
I get a feeling when I close my eyes,
I can climb to heights.
And nothing then envisioned,
Has a border to minimize.
Unrestricted,
I...
Am up, up and away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fields of Soria
Hills of silver plate,
grey heights, dark red rocks
through which the Duero bends
its crossbow arc
round Soria, shadowed oaks,
stone dry-lands, naked mountains,
white roads and river poplars,
twilights of Soria, warlike and mystical,
today I feel, for you,
in my hearts depths, sadness,
sadness of love! Fields of Soria,
where it seems the stones have dreams,
you go with me! Hills of silver plate,
grey heights, dark red rocks.
poem by Antonio Machado
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Ignite Ice
' Ignite Ice ' by Hart
For the tears of those who cry
Ignite ice and take flight
O great and resplendent Angel
Beautiful nimble and vigilant Angel
Ignite ice from heights on high
Noble wise and goodly Angel
Soar to heaven's delicate heights
Carry the flame of might.
Now a multitude of unholy frights
Will come to holy earthly sites.
Ignite ice and soar oh great
Ancient noble angel
For this and every night
Tame the portending tempest of
Unholy earthly sights
poem by David Hart
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Beyoncé
Incredible...
Yes,
Put that down.
Legendary?
Well...uh,
Okay. I can see it.
Put that down.
Brilliant?
Of course.
Fantastic!
Glorious...
Incomparable
Excellent
P eerless
And...
Don't forget,
Classic!
'How about if we just say Beyoncé?
The magnificent creator of the term,
Bootylicious! '
I suppose we can,
Since we're running out of ink
To describe her talents!
'Hey...
Why don't we add 'Delicious'?
So we can stop this list,
And quench our appetites
We have for Beyoncé for 'now'!
Since she obviously will give further reason to please,
For us to add on to this...
With her swift and shifting gifts!
Upon a public she will continue to uplift,
And delight.
To heights apparently with no end in sight! '
Agreed!
Since it is obvious descriptions
To describe skills she still unfolds to leave...
Is showing us at every turn,
She is already a legend and out of that league!
Beyoncé is a tease.
She knows she leaves us just nibbles of her treats!
And she is yet in full bloom.
Can you imagine the heights Beyoncé can reach?
'No I can't!
Let's go eat! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Every Young Mans Dream
She was my guiding light
She was my day and night
I hung on every word, no matter wrong or right
She could raise me up to heights Ive never seen
And the coming of age is every young mans dream
Oh, oh shes every young mans dream
Oh, oh shes every young mans dream
She was the first for me
She wet my thirst for me
If I was feeling down
She was a nurse for me
She could take me up to heights Ive never been
And the coming of age is every young mans dream
Oh, oh, shes every young mans dream
Oh, oh shes every young mans dream
Oh, oh shes every young mans dream
Oh, oh shes every young mans dream
Oh, tu es toujours dans mon coeur
I like to raise my glass
I like to praise the past
Some things go on forever
Some things never last
She could raise me up
She was my fantasy
And the coming of age is every young mans dream
Oh, oh shes every young mans dream
Oh, oh shes every young mans dream
Oh, eres siempre en mi mente
She was my guiding light
She was my day and night
I hung on every word, no matter wrong or right
She could raise me up to heights Ive never seen
And the coming of age is every young mans dream.....chorus to fade
(sweet)
(copyright 1980 garthward limited)
song performed by by Nazareth
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Reflection of His 'Work' and Achievement
I am the reward received from God's deeds done.
I am the reflection of His 'work' and achievement.
I can not allow myself to produce less than my best.
This would disfavor the love I am given from Him.
And I would live a life,
Not seeking to reach heights.
But reduce myself to making excuses,
As if this activity would nourish and feed my appetite!
I am the reward.
I am the reflection.
I can not allow myself to produce less than my best.
This would disfavor the love I am given from Him.
And I would live a life,
Not seeking to reach heights.
But reduce myself to making excuses.
And I want to prove I am more than just worthy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I May Get Misty Eyed
I could never be inspired with this motivation,
Without you.
I could never attempt to reach to heights...
Once believed out of my own sight,
Without you.
And I may get misty eyed,
When thoughts of you in my life...
Gets next to me.
And I may show moods of attitude,
If you...
I feel I don't please.
And I wish I could say, 'What's love got to do with it? '
But it has been the love you've given to me...
Is all I need.
I could never be inspired with this motivation,
Without you.
I could never attempt to reach to heights...
Once believed out of my own sight,
Without you.
And I may show moods of attitude,
If you...
I feel I don't please.
Since it has been you,
And who you are...
That feeds my need.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When you look to the heights, hold on to your hat.
There is no top. There are always further heights to reach.
quote by Jascha Heifetz
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