God show me straight path
God show me straight path
That leads towards paradise
Not path of your wrath
poem by Asif Andalib
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Karma Theory Of Islam
God has written down in brief
Our endless life story
That is being played
On the seven-storied stage of sky!
.
At the same time it’s also true:
We are the architects
Of our own future
Cause we get result of what we do!
However we’ll have the final result
Of our actions on the Day of Resurrection!
God acts according to plans
We should also plan our future
And try to make it happen.
Even God does not know everything
In absolute detail
And He doesn’t need to know it.
It is an endless story
Even God forgets some things
After zillions and zillions of years
That’s one of the reasons
Why God has written down every important matter
Be it big or small on Laohay Mahfuz.
Therefore we should also read and write
To preserve and spread our wisdom.
There are seventy thousand paths
That lead to paradise
For example
Path of Belief
Path of Truthfulness
Path of Remembrance of God
Path of Charity
Path of Salat
Path of Fasting
Path of Tax
Path of Hajj
And so on.
All the aforesaid paths are straight paths
That leads to respective gates of paradise!
In fact Pool Sirat has seventy thousand levels
All end at the respective gates of paradise!
The Gate of Faith of paradise is the biggest
And it is the must have access to paradise.
However
For a hassle-free journey to paradise
One needs to go through at least
The following paths
Path of Belief
Path of Patience
Path of Preaching of the Truth
And path of any other good work
If you are a firm believer
You will be able to go to paradise
Through the Gate of Belief
If you are a truthful person
You will be able to go to paradise
Through the Gate of Truthfulness
And so forth
So you see it’s very easy to go to paradise
But it’s very difficult
To be very prestigious
In the eyes of God.
N.B. - Laohay Mahfuz is God's Diary and Pool Sirat is bridges of light that will connect the field of Judgment Day and paradise between them will be hell.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Footsteps
As I follow my dear Savior, He guides my path and my behavior,
By His Spirit God makes my life, a shadow of The Savior, Christ.
This, as my footsteps follow Him; Christ, who died for all my sin,
For Christ leads me to my Calvary, to live my life for men to see.
As Christ who paid all sins price, guides me as a living sacrifice.
Living in the power of His Name, with God’s Gospel to proclaim.
His footsteps get me to a place, that He fills me with His Grace,
So that I can be Christ’s light, as God’s testimony in men’s sight.
The Lord above says follow me, upon a new pathway to Eternity,
For me, new footsteps had begun, as I chose to follow The Son.
My steps took me from my night, into my Blessed Savior’s Light,
From my world of darkened sin, to a holy walk, modeled by Him.
His footsteps never waver friend, but guide us safely to the end,
Leading all believers, day by day, safely down life’s narrow way,
Veering not to the left or right, but straight ahead in God’s Light,
The Light of the Word of God, upon our path on this earthly sod.
God has put us on an eternal path, far from God’s coming Wrath,
Upon a path prepared by Him, who took that wrath for all our sin.
By Christ becoming a sacrifice, believers gain entry into Paradise,
Following the steps of Jesus Christ, we will enter into Eternal Life.
On That Path
I'm on that path,
So was my mother,
I'm on that path,
Just like my brother.
I'm on that path,
I didn't know my father,
I'm on that path,
And i am the master.
I'm on that path,
upon the good, straying from evil.
I'm on that path-
There is no cheating.
I'm on that path,
God knows i need him.
I'm on that path,
and i hope i'm never leaving ;)
the HEARTbraker
poem by Madina Morr
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The Path So Straight
The path that is ridden with filth
Needs to be replaced by structures
That sound and appear like treasure,
To be stored in the laps of the children.
A path needs to be straight,
Your direction is plain;
Plain words are muttered by passers-by,
Reiterating the destination without need.
A real path sways and returns crooked,
Laughing like an argument as it progresses;
The progress of a man’s life
Is like the journey on a straight path.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Knowing Not what’s Ahead
I don’t know what lies ahead, so I look to my Savior instead,
The One Who bore a cross for me, to die a death at Calvary,
He, Who did that for me friend, knows how my path will end,
And so I’ll fix my eyes on Him, as He gives me peace within.
On every path that we trod, we must trust our Lord and God,
For on the path He has us go, our Lord’s desires shall show,
Where that path will end for us, as we follow our Lord Jesus.
And what the outcome will be, within the plan we cannot see.
The Plan of God we must embrace, while living out our days,
As children formed of but dust, an Eternal God we can trust,
For our Lord makes no mistake, on any path He has us take,
As all things work out for good, in His ways not understood.
Whether my path is bright or dim, I must always trust in Him,
He, Who knitted me in the womb, has set up, for me a room,
In His Father’s Home above, where Christ leads by His Love,
Love, He guides me in each day, even upon the darkest way.
Even if I choose my path in life, my way’s directed by Christ,
And upon every path taken, by my Lord I am never forsaken,
Who continues daily leading me, from this earth into Eternity,
Where all things will fall in place, when I see my Savior’s face.
(07/2011)
Pathways Of Life
i walk the
straight path and no
one noticed me,
the straight path
is the most ordinary one
you can have here
at first it was boring
when no one
notices you
so i tried the twisted
path
the one that is crooked
from bottom to
top
the old women scolded
me and the old men said
i am a
big disappointment
the men and women of my
generation
still did not mind
they are busy
taking their own paths
and these are the
paths
which are neither crooked
nor straight
sometimes we look at each
other
and we nod
without saying a word
we feel
that we perfectly understand
each other
all along
there are paths you know
which are neither wrong
nor right
they simply have to
be trodden
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't take the straight path or the winding path. Take the path your ancestors have taken.""
Lifes path
There are so many paths in life
I guess I could say
I ve walked them all
The right path
The wrong path
The path of pain
The path of good
The path of bad
Which path do I now take
At this present time of life
The path I take is the path of pain.
The path of hurt
So many paths I have walked
But im lost in the path
The path of pain
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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A straight path never leads anywhere except to the objective.
quote by Andre Gide
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One path alone leads to a life of peace: The path of virtue.
A path is only a path, and there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you. Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. Then ask yourself alone, one question. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't, it is of no use.
Carlos Castaneda in The Teachings of Don Juan (1968)
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The Lonely Path
One one lonely Lonely lonely one Lonely lonely Londoner I am very very lonely Loneliness is killing me in a lonely path I am frustrated Lonely at heart At the lonely path of London street, i walk on a lonely path The path that is wide is noisy very busy The lonely path is the narrow path very peaceful We all want peace
poem by Olayemi Ayo
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The Forgotten Song
It’s not the road that matters,
But the path that leads you on.
You find your way, through cloud and stone,
To some forgotten song.
It’s not the path that leads you,
But your heart that shows you true.
And in the end, the only thing
That matters here is you.
It’s time to put an end to this,
One overdue by far.
A person is a person and
You’re only what you are.
A person can be only that,
You’re only what you are.
It’s not your head that matters,
But you heart that leads the way.
Perfection is an aimless goal,
And endless game we play.
It’s not your heart that leads you,
For your feet move where they will.
A body once in motion then
Can nevermore be still.
It’s time to put an end to this,
One overdue by far.
A person is a person and
You’re only what you are.
A person can be only that,
You’re only what you are.
But there is never just one way,
For life has many roads.
And who can ever find the way,
For no one really knows?
It’s not the road that matters,
Nor the path that leads you on.
It’s neither heart nor head nor feet
That finds that hidden song.
It’s been inside you all this time,
A ballad tried and true.
The answer comes to those who live:
What matters here is you.
It’s time to put an end to this,
One overdue by far.
A person is a person and
You’re only what you are.
A person can be only that,
You’re only what you are.
poem by Allison Rose
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MySelf
From the places I had been and rain that I felt
from the loneliness that conquer my soul leads to darkness,
yeah I did have friends,
I did have someone to share some
of my loneliness but why is it said
to be that my friends does wear mask
and the loneliness I own does not decrease
but increase
I did believe on them,
but as long as they haven't prove anything
as long as they haven't show me something
that belief starts to fade....
from the narrow path that
I had passed through from the fire on my soul
on the fear in my heart and a poison
on my brain that keeps telling me that I'm nobody.
No one understand me, they told me I'm weird but i just own some other beliefs that its really opposing or i mean my belief does have its own path and so as me... In this class i entered and so as previous ask them and me and the answers definitely the same
from the week I started I show nothing
the second week I show something
in the third week I show a lot of thing
in the fourth week i show nothing
again but as the second week passes
i will try and i will do show everything i got!
But the second week never came.
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Thy place of refuge
Thou seek the cure of thy sorrow in evil
It will rather enhance the intensity of thy sorrow
No doubt the path of evil is very smooth
And seducing but ultimately it leads thee to ruin
But the path of righteousness,
Though full of thorns and troubles,
leads thee to greatness
And also brings thee close to God.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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The Lords Path
there is a choice that i must make
of which path that i should take.
i was shown the path that leads
to my death and destruction.
but! i must teach my fellow man
the life of a new construction.
the life of following the LORDS word
so it can be taught and heard.
seeing the path which ahead lies.
do i continue and give it a try?
is my faith strong enough
for this path is mighty tough.
so here i stand with choice in hand.
do i help my fellow man?
do i give up my life so that the
world could be free and follow this destiny?
or do i forget my fellow mans needs
of which my LORD had planted this seed.
this is the choice that HE has given to me.
to follow him so that other men could lead.
to lead mankind to the path of light
and be able to see all the LORDS might.
and now this question i propose to you
if you was me what would you do?
(we all know the choice he made, for our salvation)
poem by Louis Rams
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Onward Ever Onward.
I must pursue my endless quest.
My destination is unknown
Although the path is overgrown
I have no choice I must go on.
I’m not allowed to stop and rest
I have to journey on alone.
I have no choice I must go on
although the path is overgrown.
It’s up to me to do my best
until my journeying is done.
Although the path is overgrown
I have no choice I must go on..
Perhaps in time I’ll pass the test
Show I could do it on my own.
I have no choice I must go on
Although the path is overgrown.
Each man must pursue his own quest
It’s something he must do alone.
Although the path is overgrown
There is no choice you must go on.
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Sunday,17 January 2010.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Heaven & Love
Heaven is filled with hearts with no understanding
Love is filled with complications
Heaven Is something you beleive in
Love is somethung you trust
Heaven is a path to spirit
Love is a guide to friendship
Heaven is what leads the way
Love is what leads your way
Without Heaven and love
We wouldn't be here
Hearts get broken
but then they are stiched back up with something new to their life
So don't lay down 1 single tear
There is no point, only a smile is a token
even if you are husband and wife
boyfriend girlfriend
or even just a friend
Heaven & Love lights the path to the world
It lights the path for you!
Heaven is made by god
love is made by you!
poem by Karen Weimorts
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One Day at a Time
We need to take our eyes off us, and in the Lord put our trust,
Our vision can be small indeed, focusing just on present need.
But, the Lord who’s over all, takes care of needs big and small,
As He has and He always will, care for His own, so just be still.
The Lord truly does so much more, for all of those He cares for,
Far beyond what we can see, as He shepherds them to Eternity.
Guiding them along every path, this as they avoid unseen wrath,
And other problems avoided by, God, when we don’t know why.
We’ve been told to live for today, leaning on God along the way,
Not looking at problems tomorrow, only to fill hearts with sorrow,
For believers, it is God’s design, for us to live one day at a time,
And if you try it, you shall find, God will give you peace of mind.
What is to be is know by God, as He leads us with staff and rod,
Guiding His own on paths unknown, as He leads us safely home.
Today we are told not to borrow, any cares at all from tomorrow,
As today alone will have enough, of all those cares we speak of.
In the Lord we should always rest, no matter what the trial or test,
On any path that you need to take, you, the Lord will not forsake,
But, it’s His own who forsake Him, when worry leads cares to sin,
So, be still and rest in Christ, and God’s Peace, shall fill your life.
(Copyright ©09/2008)
Divergent Faith
A path; continued In time
For self interest
Not of mine, other
This path is not of meet with
Rather divergent faith.
The path in between
Two segments of brain.
Thin, enkindled with light of own.
Difference! The path in between two segments
Knows how to meet with.
And, this path is not of meet with
Rather divergent faith.
Drenched late autumn with
Glamorous night & quiet mist
Likely go in for convergence.
Dew laps faith
This dropp of faith
Seems to dark
Dazzling spark.
The path of late autumn
Encircle the wreath of faith
And, this path is not of meet with
Rather divergent faith.
Eternal path
An elisium of solemn soul
Who burn with passion.
Time; a narrow passing mate
Although the path live
In the course time.
And, this path is not of meet with
Rather divergent faith.
poem by Onon Sarker
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