Rami The Hero
A friend who accomplished a lot in his time
went to heaven I pray that he's fine.
He was a cartoonist, Olympic wrestler
and High school teacher too,
He had a daughter who I pray for,
for she is very sad and blue.
Rami used to call me Suzaria
with emphasis on Sue
He seemed like a loner-
but He could be a friend to you.
I will make a Cartoon Character of him;
for he had many qualities to admire,
his students will look up to him
and hope to emulate and aspire.
Even in the end he had a lot of desire,
to live his life with his passion for his
enthusiasm would never tire.
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Rami The Hero
Rami a friend who accomplished
a lot in his time went to heaven I pray that he's fine.
Rami was a cartoonist, Olympic wrestler
and High school teacher, just to name a few.
His daughter Rachel who I pray for-
and loving wishes to her baby Rylie Vega Ray
Rami-Rachel misses You-
for You were a Great Father who
was a generous Dad too.
Rami was a fellow cartoonist
that illustrated a cartoon book—
He had many talents no matter where he looked.
Rami used to call me Suzaria
with emphasis on Sue-
He seemed like a loner-
but He could be a friend to you.
I will draw a Cartoon Character of him
for he had many qualities to admire-
his students will look up to him
and hope to emulate and aspire.
Even in the end Rami had a lot of desire
to live his life with his passion for his-
Enthusiasm would never tire.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 5,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Friend And Hero To Many
A friend who accomplished
a lot in his time
went to heaven
I pray that he is fine.
He was a cartoonist, Olympic wrestler
and High school teacher too,
He had a daughter
who I pray for
she is very sad and blue.
He used to call me
Suzaria with
emphasis on Sue,
He seemed like a loner,
but could be a friend to you.
I will make a
Cartoon Character of him for
he had many qualities
to admire,
his students will
look up to him
and hope to emulate
and aspire.
Even in the end
He never lost his fire.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 5,2011
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The Perfect school
THE PERFECT SCHOOL
A place where a student worships his teacher as a god,
The heads of the children before their teacher nod.
The place is the school where teachers give education,
It’s a school where there is afforestation.
A school that has all the beauties,
Is a perfect school whose students have all the qualities.
A school whose students will become president and magic vista,
A school whose students will become Rabindranath Tagore and Mother Teresa.
The Perfect School is a school whose trees will always be uploaded with fruits of joy, success and happiness,
A school whose students will never have a future of darkness.
That school will conquer the world,
In that school, music will be sung by birds.
CONTRIBUTED BY:
Gautam Kumar Sharma
poem by Gautam Sharma
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River (Millie)
Flowing through my life like a river,
you provide that tranquility,
the ever constant path and rhythm.
You are all I could of asked for.
A friend I care for,
a friend I can't love more,
a friend so bright,
a friend sparkling my night.
A friend always there,
a friend who is always fair,
a friend who I respect,
a friend better than all the rest.
A friend I admire,
a friend who I can't tire,
I friend who I trust,
a friend which has no lust.
A friend who will last,
a friend who you can't cast,
a friend who is a treasure,
a friend forever for sure.
As I will try to keep you,
supporting you as I can,
standing by your side in decisions,
trusting you with my eyes closed.
poem by Javier Falcon
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You Are The Prayer!
pray for peace,
and then live your prayers!
pray for love,
then give your love a body.
pray for hope,
then make the changes needed
to bring hope life!
pray for forgiveness,
and then forgive!
pray for courage,
then dare to do!
pray for fullfilment,
then give everything you
cherish away!
pray for wisdom,
then listen intently!
pray for tomorrow,
then live today!
pray for truth,
then walk naked and strong!
pray for the earth,
then treat it with respect...
pray with all of your heart,
then be silent and still,
knowing, and believing,
that you are the prayer!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Good teacher
A Good teacher is one, who teaches with love.
A Good teacher is one, who Corrects Students and make them Grow, Instead of shouting and making them slow.
A Good teacher is one, who makes Things to Flow.
A Good teacher is one, who gets things done as and when.
A Good teacher is one, who never treats a student as Foe.
A Good teacher is one, who Teachings must help in long Run.
A Good teacher is one, who says always it can be done.
A Good teacher is one, who should never make students Run, Instead have Great Fun.
A Good teacher is one, who must be always Bright and Teach Students Right.
A Good teacher is one, who is always a best Friend
poem by Narendra Kuppan
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A Tried Friend, A True Friend
A friend for you and a friend for me,
A friend to understand;
To cheer the way and help the day
With heart as well as hand:
With heart as well as hand, my dear,
And share the things we 've planned
A tried friend, a true friend,
A friend to understand!
A friend for you and a friend for me,
A friend to hear our call,
When, wrong or right, we wage the fight
With backs against the wall!
With backs against the wall, my dear,
When hope is like to fall
A tried friend, a true friend,
A friend to hear our call!
A friend for you and a friend for me,
To share with us that day
When our ship comes back and naught we lack
Of all for which men pray!
Of all for which men pray, my dear,
That long has gone astray
A tried friend, a true friend,
To share with us that day!
Oh, side by side, on roads untried,
Two souls may better speed
Than one who goes the road he knows
With none to give him heed!
With none to give him heed, my dear,
And help when there is need
A tried friend, a true friend,
A friend, a friend indeed!
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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How Do I Pray?
Pray, pray
How do I pray?
Usually at the
end of my day.
Pray, pray
For what do I pray?
I pray for peace
in everyone's day.
Pray, pray
To whom do I pray?
To my soul giver
that's not far away.
Pray, pray
Why do I pray?
For if there's a heaven
maybe someday
The praying was worth it
and then I'll know
where those that don't pray
will have to stay.
And pray and pray
and pray all day.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Simple Words of Wisdom
Some simple advices I receive.
From a school teacher:
Read, read and learn.
From a money adviser:
Earn, save and share.
From an acquintance:
Pray, pray and pray
Words so simple
yet the best reminders I get
From a priest:
Pray, trust and don't worry
From a nun:
Trust, trust in the almighty
From a dear one:
Love, love and forgive
From a friend:
Smile, be thankful and be happy
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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My Friend...
Hatred filled me up
Lost! ...Give me a map
Seen a friend I named HOPE
Though my friend does not dope
My friend's always up high
I always keep an eye
My friend is tough
My friend doesn't cough
My friend can't laugh
Everytime i see my friend
I can see the solution for my problem to end
Smile i could send
My friend is the only one i want to hang
My friend is not a snake, My friend don't have a fang
My friend soon, I will hang to you
NO my friend, not when i'm blue
It'll be when i get so bored w/ happiness
As well as with loneliness
When i'm plainly who i am
and everyhting seems calm
My friend, it wil be so soon
and i will be your own
my friend hope,
who doesn't dope
but my friend is a special ROPE.
poem by Aez NewHeller
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Best Friend For Life
MY best friend that i known sent high school
or middle school but we didn't really talk till my second
year of my high school........your not just my best friend, your my true best friend and your more then my best friend your my sister...............thank for always being there for me.........and even if your mile a way from me were still best friend for ever and for life............my best friend, my sister
I Just Cant Make It By Myself
(words & music by clara ward)
I need jesus to guide me every day
As Im travellin along this rough and narrow way
Though afflictions fill my soul
Im determined to make the goal
Ive gotta have jesus cause I just cant make it by myself
Every day I pray (pray) pray (pray)
Pray (pray) pray (pray)
I pray (pray) pray (pray
Pray pray pray
Pray and ask the lord jesus
Dont leave me by myself
Every mornin through the years I pray
You know Ive got to have jesus
I just cant it by myself
By myself
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A teacher who is just right
Have you had a teacher
That makes your heart glow
A teacher is wonderful
A teacher whom you feel honored to have
A teacher who you can laugh or cry with
A teacher whom you can love no matter what they do
A teacher who looks up to you when you don't know
A teacher who just seems to understand you
A teacher who you think about day and night
A teacher whom you pray for as you go to bed
A teacher who is there when need them to
Thoughts of them are always in your head
A teacher who shares with you there ups and downs
A teacher who is there for you in school
A teacher who you share all your smiles with replacing al your frowns
poem by Rosa Tenezaca
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Happy Teacher’s Day in India,2010
Teachers teach students to learn;
Teachers show them how to earn;
Teachers guide students to read;
Teachers help them if they need.
Teachers share with pupils, ken;
Teachers show them how to pen;
Teachers train them in most things;
Teachers make them good earthlings!
Teachers mould their character;
Teachers act facilitator;
Teachers are a boon on earth;
Teachers bring students, mirth!
Teachers care for children-wards;
Teachers don’t expect rewards;
Teachers slog throughout life-span;
Teachers make them man / woman.
Teachers are a humble lot;
Teachers make learning, an art;
Teachers perform well their part;
Teachers love students in heart!
Teachers are next to parents;
Teachers are a nation’s wealth;
Teachers make a student great;
Teachers are a must for all.
Revere teachers on this Day;
Thank them truly in some way;
Emulate them, if you may;
‘Give them good health, God’, you pray!
“Happy Teachers’ Day! ”
Most lovingly dedicated to all my teachers,
Living and dead, who made me,
‘What I am, today! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-09-2010
poem by John Celes
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Teacher’s Day in India,2010
Teachers teach students to learn;
Teachers show them how to earn;
Teachers guide students to read;
Teachers help them if they need.
Teachers share with pupils, ken;
Teachers show them how to pen;
Teachers train them in most things;
Teachers make them good earthlings!
Teachers mould their character;
Teachers act facilitator;
Teachers are a boon on earth;
Teachers bring students, mirth!
Teachers care for children-wards;
Teachers don’t expect rewards;
Teachers slog throughout life-span;
Teachers make them man / woman.
Teachers are a humble lot;
Teachers make learning, an art;
Teachers perform well their part;
Teachers love students in heart!
Teachers are next to parents;
Teachers are a nation’s wealth;
Teachers make a student great;
Teachers are a must for all.
Revere teachers on this Day;
Thank them truly in some way;
Emulate them, if you may;
‘Give them good health, God’, you pray!
“Happy Teachers’ Day! ”
Most lovingly dedicated to all my teachers,
Living and dead, who made me,
‘What I am, today! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-09-2010
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I Have A Friend
I have a friend who cannot walk
I have a friend all he does is talk
I have a friend, Philippe is his name
I have a friend and we are just the same
I have a friend he’s seventeen years old
I have a friend who has a heart of gold
I have a friend who would catch me if I fall
It is only that he has no legs at all
I have a friend and when my friend was seven
A car ran over him and he almost went to heaven
I have a friend with a smile that I adore
I have a friend who lives in a house of four
I have a friend his family is his home
I have a friend who dreams of visiting Rome
I have a friend who is still finishing school
Yet some people tell him that for that he is a fool
I have a friend they say he is disabled
He has no legs and for that he is labeled
I have a friend who has a friend
They were made for each other; their love will never end
I have a friend who likes to name the stars
I have a friend and what he hates is cars
I have a friend who’s happier than you and me
I have a friend who’s shown me how happy I can be
I have a friend who’s had his bad times too
I have a friend who’s better than me and you
I have a friend so dear to me and kind
That another one like him I shall never find!
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My Father And My Friend
My Father and my friend,
I love not to live by pretense,
Nor love I your sacrosanct decrees to bend;
I repent every transgression hence,
And pray that you may your mercies lend.
Feed me my Father and my friend,
And put raiment upon my skin;
Upon my poetry I pray you send
Your benediction and endorsement unseen.
Fine-tune the timbre and pitch of my oration,
My Father and my friend of all creation;
And speak on me the benefits of fame,
And cause my tongue to proclaim thy name.
My Father and my friend unchanging,
Full of love and care unflinching,
Be my comforter in times of cry and sorrow,
And hide from me the uncertainties of tomorrow.
Hear me my Father and my friend,
For I'm candid and dare not pretend!
poem by Hannington Mumo
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Because You Call Me A Friend
I will give you a big hug anytime,
Because you call me a friend.
I will hold your hand when you need it held,
Because you call me a friend.
I will wipe away your tears when you cry,
Because you call me a friend.
I will make you smile when you are down,
Because you call me a friend.
I will help you up when you stumble,
Because you call me a friend.
I will listen when nobody else will listen,
Because you call me a friend.
I will not judge you,
Because you call me a friend.
And when you are mean to me, I will forgive you,
Because you call me a friend.
My friend, you are my crutch when I cannot walk, my eyes when I cannot see through the smoke, my ears when I cannot hear the truth.
THAT'S WHY I'M YOUR FRIEND
(April 29,2007)
poem by Raymond Juan
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How To Win Your Man
Pink your lips
Sway your hips
Wrap your keeps
Cook his meals
Seal your lips
Think, be deep
Dream, be big
Always be wrong
Let him be right though wrong
Encourage him
Feed him
His ego especially
Kiss him and make him a king
Be his desire sexually
Report him to God
When he hurts your heart
Love him like you
For he is you
Nagging for fools
Wisdom yells loudest when silence hears her cool
Bring home some bacon
Pray God plants a child acorn
In you that will bear his name
And call him Dada to cheer his face
When mad at him, don't serve him a dinner of his past sins
You can be pissed and let the fumes out
By letting him know what you mean
Like 'the Fray' said: Pray to God he(your man) is listening
Then pray to God He(God) is listening
Fighting with aching joints will tire you out
And that acorn will always be watching out
Let forgiveness be like breathing to you
Never go to bed with anger in you
Don't take life too seriously
Be his guy. His Best friend. His lover. His.
Love yourself. Love your God. Love your man
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Dedicated to Paddy Martin (Rondeau Redouble)
It's time to ring Church bells on this new day,
When dawn still means sad tears for a friend,
A very dear friend who's gone away
'Cause fought a fight of faith until the end.
The bark and leaves of willow tree still bend,
His time on death row found another way.
His spirit into heaven will ascend.
It's time to ring Church bells on this new day.
Though gentle wind through branch of tree would play,
He stretched his clouds to rain upon the land.
We need to cry with him, we need to pray,
When dawn still means sad tears for a friend.
In words sad tears learning how to bend,
Let roses live their dream of yesterday
And try to say goodbye to our friend,
A very dear friend who's gone away.
When things are transfigured in their way,
To death the roses all perfumes can lend.
We read his poems and for him we pray
'Cause fought a fight of faith until the end.
His love made everyone to be his friend,
He wrote in such a fine poetic way,
But human heart will be a piece of land
'Cause spirit goes to reach The Lord today.
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