Flood
The angered storm clouds race across the sky,
endangering the basking sun,
in an attempt to ruin our lives,
with teardrops from the heavens,
which will flood the lands.
Causing destruction and mayhem
to everything in its path stands.
It is only when the water recedes;
that the price paid is revealed.
25 August 2007
poem by David Harris
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Storm
The silken threads of darkness
weave their way across the sky
causing day to turn to night.
Rolling clouds clash together
bringing spears of light and sound
and then one cries a million teardrops
to splash upon the ground.
More dark clouds rumble together
and blue streaks momentarily
light up the darkened sky.
Everything shelters best it can
from the wanton storm
as it continues to fight
its way above their heads.
Soon the last teardrops are shed
and day returns again.
A single arch of colours
lingers under the sun
once the storm has passed
angrily on its way.
21 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Gibar Magic
A young magic man saw there was
no mountains left by this
land cos of man’s destruction
So he blow magic and said
Bajeirjeir jungamu
be there a mountain in front of me
And there was a great mountain
where people gather at the body
of it, to dance from grass
trees and animal lives
So it rained and water came
down from the mountain creating
a foundation of harmony
Then after many years a
big storm come rushing
flood flowed over every hut
and lightning hit trees causing
fires, everything was like
a bombed land where people
are helpless and the mountain
was dying, then the young
magic man came back
from his travels and sang
out to the people, here here
live in a Nala Nala
it is a hole, where you will be
safe for a while
Now here the magic man
gave a powerful blowing
magic that all storm wind
and flood waters lightning
disappeared and cool air
became fresh cleaner and
the people and animals came
out giving thanks to this
young magic man.
And he heard their thanks and
smiled and a smile you will
see in any Aboriginal
poem by Lionel Fogarty
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I Paid The Price
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Well Im sick and tired
Of your alibis,
And your indiscreet lies
Just wont get you by,
Over and over and over and over again.
And your family,
Your forced superiority,
Your azure delusions of grandeur,
Are gonna cut you free,
Over and over and over and over again.
Youre as cold as ice.
Ahh, youre not miss nice,
And I paid the price.
Ahh, you can count me out.
Oh, without a doubt,
I paid the price.
And up and down, round, round you go,
But you know one monkey
Dont stop no show.
Its plain to see
Youre in need of help,
But I just cant go on
And whip myself
Over and over and over, over again.
Ahh, you can count me out.
Ahh, without a doubt,
You know, I paid the price.
Ahh, youre not miss nice.
Youre as cold as ice,
And I paid the price.
Yes I did.
You know I did.
And I just wanna know
Whos your sponsor.
I just wanna know, oh,
I just a-wanna know, oh,
I just a-wanna know, oh,
Whos your angel.
{backup singers} [i paid the price.]
Sing the song.
[i paid the price.]
[i paid the price.]
[i paid the price.]
And dont discriminate your angel.
[i paid the price.]
And dont discriminate your sponsor.
[i paid the price.]
And be good to your angel.
[i paid the price.]
Bow down to your angel.
[i paid the price.]
Hey, hey!!
[i paid the price.]
Dont discriminate your angel.
[i paid the price.]
And dont discriminate your angel.
[i paid the price.]
Dont discriminate your angel.
[i paid the price.]
Dont discriminate your sponsor.
[i paid the price.]
Bow down to your angel.
[i paid the price.]
Bow down to your angel.
[i paid the price.]
Bow down to your angel.
[i paid the price.]
Uhh, be good!
[i paid the price.]
Be good to your angel.
[i paid the price.]
I tried for to blow it. (? ? )
[i paid the price.]
I tried for to blow it (? ? ), one more time.
[i paid the price.]
I tried for to blow it (? ? ), one more time.
[i paid the price.]
If you blow it one more time, I say,
[i paid the price.]
Oh, youre as
Cold as ice,
And youre not miss nice,
And Ive definitely
Paid the price.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXVI: Ruin
Do not ruin a good story
Do not ruin a perfect plan
Do not ruin a flawless lie
Do not ruin a great sacrifice
Do not ruin a hard work
Do not ruin a long trust
Do not ruin a magical moment
Do not ruin a golden opportunity
Do not ruin the current mood
Do not ruin an innocent dream
Do not ruin a sweet memory
Do not ruin a fair game
Do not ruin a mutual agreement
Do not ruin a smiling face
Do not ruin the flowing river
Do not ruin the sequence order
Do not ruin the standard procedure
Do not ruin the prepared show
Do not ruin a complete circle
Do not ruin a final ending
Do not ruin the leisure time
Do not ruin the aiming shot
Do not ruin the hidden purpose
Do not ruin a genius idea
Do not ruin the dead price
Do not ruin a determined mind
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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If Love Is Strong
We always take a detour
when there is a rocky road ahead,
but with love you never know
when it is right to take a detour.
You have to wade through
every coming storm,
hoping everything will turn out right.
If love is strong,
the storm will be a small squall,
with calmer waters
on the other side.
While you are in it
be prepared for a rough ride
until the storm recedes,
and peace is restored once more.
25 June 2007
poem by David Harris
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Teardrops
Teardrops running down your face
Teardrops running down your face
Diamonds of water, and salt from your body
Coming down to meet my kisses
Teardrops running down your face
Teardrops running down your face
Staining your skin and my skin and beginning
The stories that you cant begin
The way I feel could be despised but its a vision that I prize
Teardrops teardrops
Im not trying to make you feel pain
Or joy to make the tears flow
But when they roll unashamed - they move me so
Teardrops running down you, face
Teardrops running down you, face
Let me, let me brush them with my fingers
Comfort you and say its alright
Its so strong this way I feel sometimes I want to beg or steal
Teardrops teardrops.
song performed by by Proclaimers
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A Sudden Downpour
Rain beats down on the window pane
As the flood gates of Heaven suddenly open
It is pouring out in torrential flow
Like a Reservoir, all at once, broken
It has come down as a welcome respite
To fan away the humid sweltering heat
It falls in drops and flows in rivulets
Washing the dust of summer drought
With a sudden burst from the weight laden clouds
It lashes down in steam and fury
Plummeting to form ripples in puddles
And filling pools and ponds in hurry
In slanting sheets, it almost pounds
Flooding roads and making puddle
Gushing through pipes and rushing down drains
Water floods, causing men to waddle
Rain has its abode in heavens so high
And hides behind clouds of mournful gloom
In silver strings, it spans the Earth
And cleanses the plants in resplendent gleam
Sudden is the wind, coming to shoo away the clouds
And the sky is once more cerulean blue
As the music stops and the humdrum stills
The water seeps, giving no evident clue.
After an angry couple's furious fight,
As the house goes back to an uncanny calm,
The rain has vanished, leaving little trace
Cooling the Earth and causing no harm
poem by Valsa George
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What Has Been Revealed
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with eyes tightly closed...
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with an upturned nose...
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with pretensions,
Left to charade.
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with the cool-aid made...
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even with debates...
Created for more time to waste.
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even those who protest,
Unaccepting with wishes to reject!
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
Even the message,
And the messenger to detest!
What has been revealed,
Has been revealed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Willing Sacrifice
They say they love God like me, and they want to live eternally,
Without the love I have for Him, as they continue their life of sin.
But the power of Calvary’s Cross, changes the hearts of the lost,
As men come to Jesus Christ, His Spirit changes wayward lives.
They say in God they believe, but life in Christ they don’t receive,
But men must believe in their heart, for life in Christ to truly start.
Most men will acknowledge God, and agree He exists with a nod,
But never truly embrace His Son, Who came to die for everyone.
Some want to believe religiously, without a change men can see,
Afraid more about what men say, than our Lord on Judgment Day.
But we can’t believe Saving Truth, without our life showing proof,
Within our hearts and in our lives, that we belong to Jesus Christ.
For He did more than die for men, on a cross He purchased them,
When He became God’s sacrifice, His Blood for all paid the price.
A price we could not pay for sin, that on a cross was paid by Him,
When God sent Christ to the cross, to save a world of sinners lost.
The debt that we could not afford, was paid in Grace by The Lord,
And so we die to a life of sin, and use our life to acknowledge Him.
Being truly loved by God’s Son, we profess His Name to everyone,
Willing to be God’s living sacrifice, and God’s Light for Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©01/2007)
Unity -Part 5- Light
The four elements give way to more great,
As Light shine's it's wisdom among the lands.
Casting away the darkness,
And showing the path.
Fire burns and gives source to Light,
Water bends and guides Light,
Air gives companionship, and company to Light,
And Earth is visibly revealed with that Light.
The greatness floods throughout the souls,
of Human's on the Earth,
and the prosperity lives on.
Eternity.
poem by Zander William Pearson
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Not Ours
those you have swindled
me or you must have known too well
that we do not sue
or those that angered us
surely must hear no angry words from us
or those who hate us
shall never feel the hate that they expected us to return
for we make the difference
we believe that anger has its own venom
revenge its own claws of destruction
hate its own mode of self-destruction
not us to judge somehow
or act but the
Furies, the gods,
and for us who believe in One Light
and One Path
One God,
it is all His, Not Ours
to Judge
or kill.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Floating Clouds
Why do clouds float high above in the sky?
So then there is water and rain afterwards,
Flicking on the floor of the planet,
The spherical planet of high intelligence.
It contrived clouds for its own good,
Water was the rain, water was the ocean,
Each day new seasonings were bestowed
And then the old ways divided the path of nature.
My cloud is beaming on me from up high,
This storm is brewing for my liking,
This rinse of the Earth has arrived.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Today... 'Consuming Fire
Behold the Name of the Lord comes from afar
in dense clouds of smoke as a consuming fire.
His great glory from the mountaintop shines forth
with burning anger and with lips full of wrath,
The earth trembles and quakes on hearing His name
for He parted the heavens and down He came.
Mounted upon cherubim He flew so high
and soared on the wings of the wind in the sky.
Breathing rushing torrents and causing disruption
shaking the nations in His sieve of destruction.
This Awesome God is the creator of all
and before His throne the angels prostrate fall.
Surrounded in beams of uncreated light
This Jehovah God is a majestic sight.
My cry came to His ears and He heard my voice
He lifted me up causing me to rejoice.
(see also the additional information below in the Poet's box)
Secrets.
No matter how open our lives
we have secrets inside our head.
Secret fears, loves, hopes and desires
we hide them in our mind
never to be revealed.
Secrets we keep only to ourselves
some are imaginary,
some are very real
only we know which is which,
but none will be revealed.
They are our secrets
and only ours to keep.
14-15 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Simple Beauty
Alone in the storm
stands a white rose
chaotic waves
of destruction around her
tall is the white rose
strong in the face
sensed doom all around her
she'll never back down
the white rose pure
in the confused earth
growing eternal strength
I see not the white rose
she is so far away
surrounded by a compound
of specific elements
each raindrop, a tear
dwindling down the untainted stem
currents of jealousy
attempt to overthrow
an enormous gust
beginning to wilt
fear not
little white rose
rainfall decreases
everything lives
only to die.
it's nothing to dread
be strong little flower
your heart will guide true
following an angel
Always and forever
poem by Shayna Butcher
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Therell Be No Teardrops Tonight
Writer: hank williams, sr.
[c] Ill pretend Im free from sor-[g7] row
Make believe that wrong is [c] right
Your wedding day [c7] will be to-[f] morrow
But therell [c] be no [g7] teardrops to-[c] night.
Why, oh [f] why - should you de-[c] sert me
Are you [f] doin this for [g7] spite
If you [c] only [c7] want to hurt [f] me
Then therell [c] be no [g7] teardrops to-[c] night.
Ill believe that you still love me
When you wear your veil of white
But you think that youre above me
So therell be no teardrops tonight.
Shame, oh shame - for what youre doin
Other arms will hold you tight
You dont care whose life you ruin
But therell be no teardrops tonight.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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If Only I Can Save The Water
Water is the source of life
But sometimes it's dangerous
When overflowing will destruct
And may cost lives...
This is shown in floods
During typhoons and rainy days
Where water rushed down streams
Making costly damaged to people.
If Only I Can Save The Water
And if I can only save the water
When it rains flows only...
To where mankind need it to be
To supply the need of rice fields
Giving enough water to marine life
The bounty of drinking water
And many other benefits...
But this is beyond control
It's already giving pain
Every time there is typhoon
More floods and destruction -
To people's lives and property
And mankind seem cannot control.
Is this the negative results
Of the wanton destruction
On the forest reserves we have
Where the trees can no longer hold
The ravaging pressure of floods
That no pity to cost the lives
On the victims of the events.
poem by Bonifacio Alba
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Ditch The Religion
Ditch religion and come to Christ, the Only Way to Eternal Life,
God’s single Way, for all men, is that they must be Born Again,
From the words of The Creator, Who is both Judge and Savior,
Who desires all men to be saved, upon the path He has paved.
God’s path is narrow, not wide, and in His Word we must abide,
It is the Lord’s Word alone, that comes from His Eternal Throne,
With great Power and Authority, over each man’s eternal destiny,
God’s Authority not that of man, which provides salvation’s plan.
In Christ alone, we have salvation, without man adding revelation,
Things not revealed by God at all, but sadly tainted by man’s fall,
Added instruction and men’s rules, commands by religious fools,
Men whose religion is their god, not led by Christ’s staff and rod.
Christ is the Author of Salvation, the Living Word and Revelation,
God’s final Revelation revealed to us, in His Son, our Lord Jesus,
For religion God does not need, as it’s His Word men must heed,
God’s Word, revealed to everyone, fulfilled, in God’s Eternal Son.
Religion is lost man’s way to God, but God saved us on this sod,
Through just one perfect sacrifice, Christ, who paid sin’s full price,
Our religious works were diminished, as Christ said “it is finished.”
Completing salvation for every man, as one accepts His only plan.
After The Storm Clears
The bodies bleeding, screaming in pain
As the Agent falls from the sky
Onto the amber waves of grain
And the support rolls in, camouflaged
Only to turn the world black and blue
And bludgeon all that disagree
To put death's dark marks in view
Yet after the storm clears
And the world returns to spring
There is but another rainbow
Amidst the clear sky
And another... And another... And another...
Its colors hoisted like valiant flags
Into the heavens
Just to grab our attention
As we find amusement in them
But only few know
The true colors
Of something so glorious
And so free...
...And of the destruction
In the path of the eternal storm
The Price
There's a price for everything.
And everything has a price.
The cost may be higher.
It is never precise.
A second of pleasure.
For a lifetime of guilt.
Destroying the house,
Of love that God built.
Innocent victims,
Are killed by the blast.
Others they are maimed,
The scars forever they last.
We walk through that door,
Our morals astray,
Not knowing the price,
That will have to be paid.
There is one thing in common.
It's what we all share.
Three nine inch nails,
And the flesh that they teared.
Silent love.
Screaming so loud.
He paid the price.
His father so proud.
The plan was complete
He said, “It is done”
I have paid for your sins
Each and every one.
To accept my free gift.
There's something I ask.
It's a couple requests,
They are simple tasks.
To just love your neighbor,
Like you love yourself.
Put yourself behind others.
Put your pride on the shelf.
When you do something wrong,
You can call on my name.
I'll show you My mercy,
And remove your shame.
My death was the price.
The price that was due.
I paid it in full.
I did it for you.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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