But if you can create an honorable livelihood, where you take your skills and use them and you earn a living from it, it gives you a sense of freedom and allows you to balance your life the way you want.
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A seer [Swami]
I love to be a Swami.
I earn reverence. I earn livelihood,
I earn audience, all with lest efforts.
Women audience without embarrassment.
A secured life, a tensionless life.
What more do I want?
I love to be a Swami.
Mission to reach God is not my motto.
19.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Extension 33
Living at the y, extension 33,
Nothing to care or to worry.
Once I was in love with a blind man,
But my auntie told me, dont do it, its not worth it.
Living at the y, 33 years,
No one to call or to write to.
Once I was in love with a married man,
But my instincts told me, dont tell him, itll kill you.
Im sad I didnt marry the blind man,
But whats a life with three blind children?
Im glad I never told the married man,
It saved my pride and freedom.
Living at the y, in 33 rooms,
Nowhere to visit or write to.
Once I was in love, it nearly killed me,
But now I have my pride and freedom.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom and pride.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,
Freedom, freedom, freedom.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Please Keep The Pain
please keep the pain
do not attempt to throw pain away
please be patient
do not scream do not tell the neighbors
do not shame pain by running wildly on the streets
screaming about your pain
please do not create a scandal for this
honorable family in pain
please keep the pain for a while and be honorable
there is decency in pain
keep this pain with a clean face on a smooth disposition
let your arms lay there
appease the pain
as though pain is a baby that you want to put to sleep
soon it will go
nothing is permanent in this world
nothing will last forever
the pain may not subside but soon it will have its right time
it decides to go by itself
there is no choice
we will have this pain too
our pains in silence
because we are honorable too
you will never know
we will never tell you we are decently in pain too
we are honorable
we do not make presumptions that we will survive
but we will
these pains that make us decent and honorable
our faces will not show these pains
we will not even tell
we just keep them without complaining
we are decent we are honorable
we are the survivors
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Freedom is yours
Take a look at your life
Round it up from right to left
left to right
left I might
Never look back
Pull up your pride
attack at its head
bring up the fight
Fight for the freedom
Freedom is yours
If you choose to take it
Freedom is yours
Never doubt you'll make it
Freedom is yours
Freedom is yours
Suburban ghetto prisons
It's all the same
Living up to community visions
Like we're all the same
Change your name
Release the pain
Strike fear in your opponents and make them curse the day you came
The time is now to step forward and keep your balance
The moment to improve your talents
Freedom is yours
You have to remember freedom is yours
Dip in the pool you choose
You're not the first one to break loose
Remove the chains
Forget all you know about the don'ts and do's
Be insane
Remove the chains
Freedom is yours
Freedom is yours
You have to remember freedom is yours
Absolute Freedom
Freedom from within
Freedom to think beyond universe
Freedom from living up to other ideas or expectations
Freedom to stand against all odds
Freedom from gods will
Freedom from triumph and disaster
Freedom from democracy and aristocracy
Freedom from scams and scandals
Freedom from caste, creed and color
Freedom from meaning less dogma
Freedom from fear and hatred
Freedom from life and death
poem by Sunnieyd Inquilab
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Geometry Seeds Of Life
the universe bodies
of life are born in
geometry seeds of life
living walls contain secrets
of ephemeral beating...
creation purpose life breath
numbers form divine sacred
veiled geometric relationships
living in growing balance
life branches nautilus shell sun
flower coded internal harmony
growing in mathematical balance
eye all galactic universes
spiral grow in physical balance
seed packed time expansive
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Some missionaries are giants in the Spirit and pygmies in skills in the Spirit. Work hard to develop a balance. Your leaders, and you, should teach the skills to each other.
quote by Richard G. Scott
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Things To Be Balanced
Balance my heart between fast and slow beating rate,
Balance my wealth between the pauper and the rich state,
Balance my food between malnourished and overeating,
Balance my thought between weird and super serene.
Balance the car tyres to get aligned,
Balance the budget without any deficit,
Balance the love for the work and the family,
Balance the time between the recreations and duties.
Lord, Balance my posture of attitude at the altitude,
Balance my temperamental words when in multitude,
Balance the balance of deeds, on the judgment day,
by adding some good deeds or removing something bad.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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My burning desire to create
MY BURNING DESIRE TO CREATE
So intense and so powerful
Like a furious burning fire
My desire to create is so powerful
So painful and so throbbing
Like a hungry child crying for food
My desire to create is so hopeful
So rigid and so consistent
Like a passionate entrepreneur
My passion to create is so unshakeable
Every hour that passes by I want to create
Every moment I spend I long to create
I have a living urge and desire to create
A living passion to express myself
A burning desire to live my true life
Sometimes I hide myself in the midst of business
At times I deliberately cloud my space with my busy life
Sometimes I try to hide away from my passion to create
Sometimes I try to narrow down the size of my passion
But regardless of all my efforts my desire always finds me
I am so transparent inside, my passion to create
Has invaded all my privacy inside
So strong and so powerful
Like a helpless child looking for love and security
My desire to create is so seeking and so burning.
poem by Tsholofelo Mooketsi
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A Hectic Day
Work is inevitable
Work is accumulative
Work is strenuous
Work is living
A good work represents a good life
A well lived life is a balance
A balance between work & play
Is a life worth living!
Thus it begins my enthusiasm
For compilation of workloads
To be effective & efficient
To complete it I shall stop
Writing this poem!
poem by Jeline Loh
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Freedom Doesnt
freedom doesnt starve it's children,
freedom doesnt sell it's people into slavery.
freedom doesnt see skin color,
doesnt always speak english.
freedom doesnt have one religion.
freedom doesnt choose sexual preference.
freedom doesnt regulate love.
freedom doesnt trade joblessness for profit.
freedom doesnt take your home.
freedom doesnt create reservations, slums,
and low rent trailer parks.
freedom doesnt ban books.
freedom doesnt invade and conquer.
freedom doesnt trade blood for oil.
freedom doesnt imprison those it cannot use.
freedom doesnt live by the lie.
freedom doesnt have different levels of justice,
depending on how much money you have.
freedom doesnt abandon it's elderly.
freedom doesnt turn away the sick.
freedom doesnt kill in the name of god.
freedom doesnt lie about the past.
damn it to hell!
this doesnt smell like freedom!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Never bother who created man
I enjoy life as I can
People tell me, Get up early
I sleep late,
So go to hell
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Somewhere I read,
pray to god
I don’t have any time for that
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Mother says take care of health
I say most important is wealth
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
Preachers preach,
Never be phony, Live honestly
I say fool as many
Being honest is being lousy
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
My goal is money
Even if have to kill somebody
Life without money
Is bee without honey
I’m a busy man, I earn as I can
I met with an accident
Nobody lent a helping hand
I realized, I was disliked
I thought with all the might
To make life happy
One has to live rightly
Greed is worst for life
With it one can never rise
I’m a changed man
Contentment is my ambition
Now, I never earn as I can
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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My heart yearns for freedom
Free my heart from the chains of my unfulfilled life
My life of living with no zeal for life
My life of living with a dead soul and a distorted mind
My life of breathing with no air to my lungs
Living life with no purpose is like living no life
Going with the flow of life with your heart resisting
Is like plunging in a burning fire with your eyes opened
I’m crying out loud to you the energies of the universe
With the hope that you’ll notice the sound I make
And that you will comprehend the motive behind my cry
I urge to be freed from the unhappiness that prevails within
My heart yearns to be freed from the suppression of its strength
From being denied its power of self-expression and actualisation
My soul cries for freedom to project its actual image to the outside
It demands that the chains be destroyed to allow it the well deserved freedom
Feed my hungry heart with its energy and its food for the soul
Invite life to my heart by granting it an opportunity to be itself
Activate my heart by releasing it from its chains of freedom
These chains comprise my insecurities and my fears
Untying the chains will loosen up these negative forces
Destroying these chains will destroy these enemies of my success
And will give me freedom that I desperately long for
Freedom to my heart is freedom to my being
Allowing my heart some freedom is giving life to my soul
Allowing my heart some freedom is granting me my true life
Give my heart its freedom and breathe air into my lungs.
poem by Tsholofelo Mooketsi
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Freedom Does Mean
Freedom doesn't mean
You are free to do anything
But it does mean
You can do anything
In your own fashion
Provided your action
Doesn't lead to reaction
Doesn't encroach others right
Freedom doesn't give you right
Right to use you might
To do what you think is right
Freedom seeks from you
You to be just in your action
Unprejudiced in your view
Freedom gives opportunity
To capitalise your ability
Freedom does demand responsibility
From you
To take freedom in right sense
And don't do non-sense
And become a nuisance
To your society
To your community
To your country
Freedom does mean
You are not mean
It seeks from you
Respect others right
Without duty no right
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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A boy or girl who has gone through the eight grades should possess a complete, practical education and should have received special training in some specific line of work, fitting him or her to earn a livelihood.
quote by Arthur Capper
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Nature's Friends
Their protests loggers and sawmillers don't please
But to those noble souls who fight to save the trees
One well might say respect is overdue
On Nature's behalf such great work they do
The loggers and sawmillers have been known to say
That all tree huggers in jails should be locked away
For when they come to protest in the State owned wood
They are interfering with their livelihood.
Still for their livelihood there's a huge price to pay
As most of the old growth forests have been cut away
And if the loggers say that they too for Nature care
Then they ought to go and search for work elsewhere.
For with the balance of Nature they interfere
As due to loss of habitat wild life disappear
And many species of animals and birds becoming rare
And of Nature's ways far too many unaware.
And though the loggers and sawmillers they don't please
I salute all of those who fight to save the trees
They are Nature's friends and respect to them is due
But sad to say that their numbers far too few.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The system that enables the most people to earn the most success is free enterprise, by matching up people's skills, interests, and abilities. In contrast, redistribution simply spreads money around. Even worse, it attenuates the ability to earn success by perverting economic incentives.
quote by Arthur C. Brooks
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Alankar (Decor) - 13
Freedom is ours to let live, live
Liberty is mine to live or not
So I decide to breathe or not
But He above rules His my life
So is He with my life's strife
Only my sense to sense His knot
And my mind warns, my heart feels
My vision alerts to care my wheels
To choose the good to gain good
To avoid the bad not to brood
An eye third in me that reveals
Freedom so not to act and hurt
Nor spit on oneself to get hurt
Nor even to hurt any to fight
Nor high to die to say right
But to soar leveled joy to spurt
Freedom so to share joy and live
To serve, be served, such to thrive
Freedom not to be a selfish waste
So to be feckless a heedless taste
Freedom is ours to let live, live
poem by Indira Renganathan
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I think the girl who is able to earn her own living and pay her own way should be as happy as anybody on earth. The sense of independence and security is very sweet.
quote by Susan B. Anthony
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The freedom
the freedom if we can define
the freedom if we can delight
if man's freedom demand; divine
who can take the gospel; it out
who can take it out of my qur'aan
if god create the freedom of faith
how can creation we can dinial
poem by Sallam Yassin
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