Truth
People around globe love me
I am affordable from poorest to the richest.
But I hardly find few buyers
my availability need no permit or passport.
I am omnipresent in the universe.
Humanity favor me when listen from others.
Everyone utilize me for their favor.
But many of them hate to follow me.
I allow myself to be used against me.
I am more powerful than sword.
People take oath for me but did not follow me.
They are innocent and ignorant people.
Only brave and strong person can buy me for good.
I can pray to god that more and more person follow me
Instead of listening from other mouth.
People across the globe called me……Truth and only truth
Truth hurt some time, but always a good help for human being.
poem by Ajay Srivastava
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Tell All The People
Tell all the people that you see
Follow me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Set them free
Follow me down
You tell them they dont have to run
Were gonna pick up everyone
Come out and take me by my hand
Gonna bury all our troubles in the sand, oh yeah
Cant you see the wonder at your feet
Your lifes complete
Follow me down
Cant you see me growing, get your guns
The time has come
To follow me down
Follow me across the sea
Where milky babies seem to be
Molded, flowing revelry
With the one that set them free
Tell all the people that you see
Its just me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Follow me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Well be free
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Its just me
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Follow me
Follow me down
Follow me down
You got to follow me down
Follow me down
Tell all the people that you see
Well be free
Follow me down
Tell all the people you see
Follow me
You got to follow me down
song performed by by Doors
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Some People
Some people seem to have it all
Some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused
Some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people pray before they kill
Some people kill just for the thrill
Some people follow one mans vision, some others die on television
Some people build their homes on sand, some people live in garbage cans
Some people think that live is dear, some people hope the end is near
Some people fight for right to life, some people hate to stay alive
Some people dream of life on mars, some people end their life in cars
Some people throw their lives away, some others go on holidays
Some people live and love in vain, some people dont and go insane
Some people always need to win, some other people love to sin
Some people breaking all their vows, some people slashing sacred cows
Some people like to worship stars, some people think the worlds a farce
Some people try to make ends meet, some others end up kissing feet
Some people find their holy grail, some other people go to hell
Some people never catch their breath, some people drink themselves to death
Some people seem to have it all, some people always have to crawl
Some people pay to be abused, some people end up destitute
Some people search their souls for truth
Some people try to be of use
Some people
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Gold/ocean/1994
song performed by by Alphaville
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Let truth prevail
*Satya mev jayte* is ancient saying with clear message
"Let the truth prevail and score in all the ages"
Often spoken by many people when under duress
Worry lines clearly seen and observed on the faces
Satya or truth has remained an illusory concept
A person always claiming to be near truth with act
Leaving behind a long tail of suspicion
With no force of conviction and precision
The truth has been pushed behind for metaphor phrase
It may look nice to hear but strong enough to fall back in chase
People may take an oath to speak truth but rely upon bundles of untruth
Yet find not guilty at heart and find the way convenient and smooth
No doubt ultimate end may be pleasant with strict following
But no one may like it on face and finally disallowing
Advance the arguments and follow the same path as others are doing
Under the lame excuse" we are only human being"
Neither have I reason to dispute the easy flow
Nor any advice for others to blindly go
Yet truth can't be denied for its forceful impact
When you are on right path with powerful act
Eyes may reflect magnetic waves to spell magic
The feet may move decisively to speak its basic
It may dishearten or discourage when pursued
But over all result may certainly be viewed
To speak untruth and take a shield has become an art
It has made us politicians to adopt it as an inseparable part
It is argued convincingly and followed with little regret
But truth has remained truth for people not to forget
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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My Daughter Truth
Don't look for an easy answer. For those who tell you what you want to learn.Follow for I have called you to live in truth. Love the truth and seek the truth. And follow passionately for the way of truth that leads to life, For my truth will set me free written 11/6/08 Posted 11/8/08
poem by Susie Sunshine
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Trust
After all I been through with you
I lost
Trust
In people, my family, and myself
I feel so afraid
I can't tell people the truth about anything
I'm hiding in my shell for safety
There are good people you can
Trust
There are people you can't
Trust
People you hang with is who you can
Trust
There are other people not in your group you can't
You share secrets, replied on that person and won't backstab you is people you can
Trust
Eventually they do it without you knowing
Trust
I feel like deep in my heart I lost my
Trust
I hide everything and give simple answers that is not truth
To those people and the one I love
I can't even share what I really think to them
I have the
Trust
In myself to know better
After two days ago I realized I can trust people
I need to give them one more chance
I can be me still and be strong person
Trust
Is what I need to get back in guys too because
I want to date and see what happen
I'm not holding back
I just need to give guys chances
It's right to do and experience
I won't forget, or regret anymore, or cry about it
Trust
Is what I'm trying to get back and I be ok one day
I won't take guy I like for granted or people I like
Trust
poem by Christina Phan
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Finding Truth
They say that everyone lies
It is said that everyone will hurt you
They say honesty is the best policy
But what happens when we find the truth?
What if we find something we don't want to?
What if we find our life has been a lie?
What if we find all we ever worked for was for nothing?
What happens when we find the truth?
Is it possible to find truth within a person?
Can one person bring light into your world?
Can that one person make everything right?
Can finding that one person be like finding truth?
If it is possible then i believe i found truth
Truth to my life
Truth to everything i've searched for
Truth for the rest of my life.
The lies are over
My life complete
Truth to who i am
Which is all i ever wanted to know...to know just who i am.
This is dedicated to my g/f Gini, i love her so much.
poem by Ben mcelfresh
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God, Mary and Jesus
Can a good person give his lover grief
If he himself possesses all the powers?
Can a good person make his lover mortal
If he himself is immortal?
Can a good person deprive his son of a lover
For many years
If he himself has a lover?
Can a good person deprive his son
Of enough power, wealth and prestige
For many years
If he himself has all that?
Can a good person hurt his son
If no one is able to hurt him?
And so forth.
There are many people still now
Who do not give grief to their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who arrange marriage of their infants!
There are many people still now
Who give many of their belongings to their children!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their children!
Is God a bad person then?
There are many people still now
Who have more than one lover!
There are many people still now
Who have more than one child!
Does God lack sufficient amount of love?
Is there no other girl who loves God?
Does God dislike children?
If one son is enough for God,
What about a daughter?
Holy Spirit is no one else but Angel Gabriel
In the Holy Koran He is sometimes called Ruh
Which means Soul or Spirit
Because he is so near and dear to God's body
So please, don't say, Three;
There's only one God.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Poet Vavroovahana Patra
Poet is a saint;
Depicts the truth of Earth with merriment.
Encourages the society to proceed on right path;
He is happy seeing innocent people’s mirth.
Poet is a hermit;
Searches for Eternal Delight.
Passes time with tragedy and comedy;
Advises the society for honesty boldly.
Poet depicts good and evil deeds of society;
Advises the people to follow the path of punctuality.
Advises politicians to be away corruption;
Through poems he frees human life’s tension.
Poet’s verses dazzle in the pages of book beautifully;
Delights the people of world gaily.
Advises on socialism;
Respects the people of all isms.
Poet is pleased seeing the smiling faces of the poor people In society;
Inspires them to follow the path of prosperity.
Prays God day and night.
Is a real honest devotee.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Season Of Hate
You are leaving now in the season of hate
Because now it is the season of hate
And how many times have you heard from people that they hate you?
How does that world feels to you when you hear it?
I am a 100% sure that you feel hurt and upset with the people
Who told you that they hate you?
But the truth is that hate is very contagious an spreads like crazy from
One person to other
And the truth is that hate turns to anger
And anger turns to violence
poem by Aldo Kraas
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I see something wrong
Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.
We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Look What The Good People Done
They were drinkin his wine
They were usin his name
They were takin the time to take
His name in vain
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
They were havin their fun
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say things that they
Dont really mean
They look so convincing cause theyre
So squeaky clean
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Its a million to one
Look what the good people done
They (? put him on walkin down ? ), they said,
Lets go on with the show
And they pad him on whiskey and say, boy,
Youve got to go
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
Hes (? on the highway ? ) to none
Look what the good people done
All the newspaper men
They were lookin for names
Pulled him out of a hat
They needed someone to blame
Look what the good people done to him
Look what the good people done to him
He thought he was the one
Look what the good people done
Well, the good people say,
Keep your nose to the ground
Then theyll build you right up
Just to knock you right down
Look what the good people done to you
Look what the good people done to you
They were gettin their kicks
Look what the good people nixed
[spoken - here we go]
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
Look what the good people done to me
They were havin no fun
Look what the good people done
song performed by by Van Morrison
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The Paradoxical Commandments
People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds.
Think big anyway.
People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs.
Fight for a few underdogs anyway.
What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack you if you do help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have and you’ll get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you have anyway.
poem by Kent M. Keith (1968)
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This Hate
I hate the word terrorist
I hate how it is used
I hate the war began by it
I hate the hate that ensues
I hate the politicians, who squander human lives
I hate the people
I hate the people who allow
I hate the people who ignore the truth
I hate myself who stands helpless, frustrated, and confused
I hate… hate
I hate the truth of today
I hate the horror of yesterday
I hate that I cannot forget
I hate the media who conform the masses
I hate the fear that leaves a repugnant odor
I hate those that use this fear to kill
All this hate I bear eats at me
This hate eats you
Hate will consume us, until all of humanity is lost
While I spin so does the world
While we die so does the world
While the world is at war
There will be no winner
There will be no victory
There will be no peace
Wake up……
WAKE up…….
WAKE UP………
So we can end this hate
poem by Samson Minder
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Like a Tornado
What am I going to accomplish
that will make people think
that I was a good person
How can I justify this
I would like to be remembered as
a good person
but sometimes that is impossible
Sometimes you have hurt more people
than you have helped
I believe that I have helped more people
but sometimes people take things
the wrong way
They can often twist your words like a tornado
which essentially has the same effect
It is destructive and all together
unneeded
But I can't change the way people think
I can only except it
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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Why? (Death part: 1)
Why do people fear me?
Why do the long for the day I appear to them to never come?
Why can't they look at me like a friend, not a foe?
Why do kids think of me and cry?
I am only the next chapter.
Why do people in church pray I shall never come?
Why do they look to god and ask 'what have I done'?
Why do they look above and think 'why must I leave? '?
Why do they want to have eternity?
I would give them just that.
Why can't they look at me and smile?
Why can't they stand side by side with me as friends?
Why can't we all stay together as family?
Why can't we live as one?
That's what we are we live together side by side.
Why can't they know who I am before they hide from my path?
Why can't they look in my eyes and know the truth of me?
Why can't they give me a chance before hiding in my shadows?
Why don't they give me what I deserve, what I need?
For I am just like you. I feel, I want, I need.
Why can't we all live together as a whole?
Why can't we welcome each other into our homes?
Why can't they accept when they have to follow me?
Why can't they follow with pride, with joy?
For I am only leading them to god.
Why do people fear me?
Why do the long for the day I apear to them to never come?
Why can't they look at me like a friend, not a foe?
Why do kids think of me and cry?
I do not want this, I want peace and joy.
Why don't they ask what I want?
Why don't they hear what my needs are?
Why won't they listen?
Why won't they trust me, and love me?
Why? ........Why? ........Why?
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Final Statement
i have reached the age where
i dont care what anyone says
or thinks about what i do, what
i believe, and what i think and
say... i'm going to do it anyway!
and, damn, it's a liberating feeling.
i do however respect other people's
rights to opinions, thoughts, and beliefs,
and their right to be who they are.
i have no use for ignorance, prejudice,
and judgemental attitudes... i follow
no one, and ask no one to follow me!
my only goal in what time i have left
is to enhance understanding, and spread
the hand of compassion. i dont want
anything from anybody but the truth!
i believe in people!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The same people live...the same people die
The same people live, the same people die,
the same people laugh, the same people cry,
as they push on through, life's open door,
the old and the young, the rich and the poor.
The same people love, the same people hate,
the skeptics of heaven, the mockers of fate,
some use the gun, some just don't choose,
the proud and the vain, they win and they lose.
Death takes them all, the end's all the same,
no one can help us, cause no one's to blame,
When the door shuts and the bright lights go dim,
We all follow the same path and we all go to Him.
The same people live, the same people die,
Some still find wealth, while others get by,
the weak and the strong, the slow and the fast,
alone on life's journey, they all stumble past.
It's been this way, since the beginning of time,
To live...it's a joy, to die...it's a crime,
and still, we question and still, we ask why?
The same people live...the same people die.
poem by David Lessard
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That Has Yet To Happen
Do me a favor.
'Sure.
I'm here for you.'
Don't do me anymore favors.
That's the favor I am requesting.
Everytime you have been here for me,
Why is it I have to remind you...
Of a favor you promised to do,
That has yet to happen?
'So what are you saying?
The excuses I used,
Were not good enough for you?
And I went out of my way,
To choose the best ones I could?
Well...
You don't have to worry about me,
Ever doing you a favor again.
People like you are not worth my time.
And are so ungrateful.'
I know.
It's difficult for me,
To not think of myself all the time.
'I'm glad you can see how selfish you can be.'
I'm reminded.
'Good.
It's not all about you,
You know.
I have a life to live too.'
I'm reminded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fat Fed Leeching People
What they 'really' want?
A more greedier life to live.
What they 'really' hunger for?
Is less from them to give!
A me-me-I-I society...
Hooked on feeding greed.
What they 'really' want?
A more greedier life to live.
What they 'really' hunger for?
Is a leaner 'truth'
To soothe their whims.
Fat fed leeching people,
Poisoned to feed.
Don't understand,
Their demands are fading.
Fat fed leeching people,
Have been led to believe...
Deceptions and lies,
Reflect their real lives.
What they 'really' want?
A more greedier life to live.
What they 'really' hunger for?
Is a less 'truth' than that 'truth'...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
AND,
Poisoned to feed...
On a less 'truth'
Than that truth...
Really IS!
AND,
Poisoned to feed...
On a less 'truth'
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people...
Will keep eating,
What's been fed to them.
AND,
Fat fed leeching people...
Will keep eating,
What's been fed to them.
AND,
Fat fed leeching people...
Will keep eating,
What's been fed to them.
UNTIL...
The end!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
Fat fed leeching people,
Want a less truth,
Than that truth...
Really IS!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time
Toughest and non stop traveller on universe.
people love me very much though not in good number
but those who care me i give them suitable gift
and growth is the top form among various gift
Iintelligent people call me precious money
Money is strengthful instrument to deal with
their love toward me can be seen as they
develop from soil to digital world.
Every person try to follow me, some people
overtake me and show their strength to conquer world.
those who show disrespect toward me
are always in difficulty probably these people unaware of my importance.
every movement is countable and is equal to happy life.
i am your very precious.....time.
poem by Ajay Srivastava
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