Hurdles
With every mountain, that we climb
there is another not far behind.
With every joy that we have
sadness somewhere will raise its head.
With everything that is good
there is always an element of bad.
So life drives us onwards
with more hurdles in the way
and as we over come them
more are always put in the way.
Like little tests, we have to do
to see our life through.
12 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Life
A life built on loneliness
is no life at all.
A life lived in sadness
awaits only darker clouds to call.
A life lived in misery
is one upon no happiness will fall.
A life that makes a stand
is the best life of all
It grabs every opportunity
to make life, as it should be.
HAPPY
17 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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Everybodys Got A Mountain To Climb
Everybodys got a mountain to climb
By dickey betts
Copyright 1994 sony music entertainment, inc.
Transcribed by ed luskey
Everybodys got a mountain to climb,
This road we travel gets a little tough sometimes,
Sometimes I know you feel like you cant go on,
Need somebody help you get back home,
Need a friend to help you find your way home.
Reverend pearly brown say theres peace out on the water at night,
Big sun going down, lord its a pretty sight,
Red and blue across the water makes a wonderful song,
Listen to it all night long.
Everybodys got a mountain to climb,
Dont be discouraged when the sun dont shine,
Gotta keep on pulling, you gotta keep on tryin,
Everybodys got a mountain to climb,
Everybodys got a mountain to climb.
Whod cross the face of a little smilin child? ,
Take away the losers one last chance? ,
Who wouldnt linger down by the old river for a while?
You know the whole world loves you when youre dancin.
So, hey let me tell you what Im talkin about,
You cant go around with your lip stuck out.
Life aint all good but it sure aint bad,
Anyway its the best old life I ever had.
Everybodys got a mountain to climb,
Dont be discouraged when the sun dont shine,
Gotta keep on pulling, you gotta keep on tryin,
Everybodys got a mountain to climb.
Everybodys got a mountain to climb,
Dont be discouraged when the sun dont shine,
Gotta keep on pulling, you gotta keep on tryin,
Everybodys got a mountain to climb.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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New Mountains
Each day I climb new mountains
in the struggle for life.
Sometimes my limbs get weary
and I want to give, but I have to go on.
Giving up would mean losing
everything my life was meant for.
Therefore, I must struggle
never giving my body a rest.
I must climb these new mountains
or I am doomed forever more.
There is no turning back once started,
as it doesn’t work that way.
Each day there is a new mountains
that gets bigger with each day
and we must reach the summit by nightfall
or get stuck on the mountain going nowhere.
The harder we climb,
the higher we get
until we reach
the pinnacle of our dreams.
8 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Remember the Seasons
'Gladness of life in blossom, will to wend
its way as if instead
of deathwards, voyage led
to timeless bliss ahead,
to ease unlimited.
Madness of life to dissipation friend -
unheedful, as we said,
that mortal trap is spread -
where one on mischance has fed
Time's hydra head.
Sadness of life left little to defend,
as palsied hairs are shed
and heart thumps at the tread
announcing that the thread
shall snap - too soon to bed!
Sadness of life on knife edge of its end,
all former fortune fled,
to Lethe's waters wed -
last leaf which hangs in dread
of Fate, of Time, soon dead.
Is stonewall all our trend?
Beyond perceptions bread
and butter life lends bred
by hopes and fears unread
perhaps we'll find instead
the seasons' reasons end
come clear as round life's bend
we travel onwards, send
our children hope, extend
trust, understanding blend,
man's misconceptions mend.
(7 July 1990 revised 13 April 2008 robi03_0324_robi03_0000 XXX_DJZ)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Good bye sadness
Good bye Sadness
She is so happy now
That you are out of her mind
You finally vanished
Good bye Sadness
Why are you called Sadness?
Because that’s the name they given you
You make people cry
You even made her cry too many times
There was a dark cloud hanging in her eyes
For a long tine
And now it is gone
Good bye sadness
She doesn’t need to see you again
You are also painful
Good bye sadness
You belong in the sad Sea
Where the pain lays
Among the dead fishes
In that sad Sea
The oil from that big ship and vessels
Pollutes this sad Sea
She doesn’t want to be a part of the Sad Sea either
Because it is sad to see
All that wild life dies
Good bye sadness
You never had anything good to offer her anyway
Pain and more pain you brought her all through those years
But the truth is that she had to go through it
To appreciate the good stuff
Yes sadness I can tell you she went through with it
For a long time
Good bye sadness
Please stay away from her forever
She doesn’t need you in her life
Sadness breaks everybody’s hearts
Her heart was broken too many times
By you sadness
Good bye sadness
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Sonnet: What’s Life?
Life isn’t a hundred-meters’ dash but ’tis
Rather a marathon of unknown length;
Life isn’t a matter of material bliss,
But of hard-work, will-power and mind’s strength.
Life isn’t a fifty-meters hurdles but
Rather a decathlon, grueling style;
Life isn’t a matter of a fine hair-cut,
But of struggles and protracted a smile.
Life isn’t a weight-lifting championship,
But tests one’s stamina in every way;
Life isn’t a war of nerves but of friendship,
Of morals, goodness, ethics every day.
Life isn’t a rocket to glory, stardom,
But a sustained access to God’s kingdom!
poem by John Celes
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Climb That Mountain High
(don schlitz/reba mcentire)
Red sun a-rising, over the hill
Ive had enough of this desert to last from now until
Im tired of living day-to-day and hand-to-mouth
This could be the day I finally find my way out
Chorus:
Im gonna climb that mountain high
Im gonna see whats on the other side
Im gonna kiss this town good-bye
Im gonna climb that mountain
How I arrived here, heaven only knows
Seems more like the kind of place the devil wouldve chose
To spend my life here, is more than I can do
I know somewhere down the road my dream will come true
Repeat chorus
If I stay here forever
What will I have to show
But if I make it over
Then everyone will know
Im gonna climb that mountain high
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Climb Mountain High You Beautiful Soul
Climb mountain high you beautiful soul
To the realm of peace where no one’s alone
Climb mountain high you beautiful thunder
Spread your lightning up to an angel throne
Your freedom drums and cries meekly to surrender
To the song of diverse life within a whole
Climb mountain high you beautiful soul
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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An Open Book
My life is an open book
that can be read at anytime.
Sometimes it has sunshine,
sometimes it has rain,
sometimes there is great happiness
and sometimes there is dreadful pain.
On every page there is something new,
some good, some bad, some indifferent,
some smiles, some laughter
and sometimes many tears.
Life is life and we make it
the best we can do.
Even when the odds are against us,
we somehow make it through.
Therefore, when you read each chapter
that is what you will get,
a life that has been
well and truly lived in.
7 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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Upon the Fish in The Water
The water is the fish's element;
Take her from thence, none can her death prevent;
And some have said, who have transgressors been,
As good not be, as to be kept from sin.
2.
The water is the fish's element:
Leave her but there, and she is well content.
So's he, who in the path of life doth plod,
Take all, says he, let me but have my God.
3.
The water is the fish's element,
Her sportings there to her are excellent;
So is God's service unto holy men,
They are not in their element till then.
poem by John Bunyan
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Tested Are We, By Him
Life is rife with times less than desirable,
All need support and occasional encouragement-
Mine offered to you is but parcel to my love's testiment
With love in your heart, all is achievable!
Tested are we, by Him, as proof of our loyalty
All the while, made stronger each time:
Aiding us whilst we traverse life's climb-
More prepared are we then for it's reality!
Fidelity proven, as the timeless adage:
Through sickness and health, good times or bad,
All the while is strengthened, the love we had!
It's power and reach, ample to always assuage!
Alone, we are not as powerful as together,
This is now, and shall be-forever!
Maurice Harris,7 November 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Pasteurization
It is not easy to climb to the top of a mountain,
But you will gain your strength back being on top.
Pasteurization,
It is not easy to climb to the top of a mountain;
But when you are on top,
You will gain your strength back.
Fermentation,
Life is permisssible with hopes and dreams;
Like a word to the Queen of Ethiopia.
Pasteurization,
Life is like the skin of wine made from papyrus.
Being on top of the mountain is,
Part of the criteria that has to be meant;
Like a fisherman with his boat.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Seek Cause Effect History - His Story
'So let it be with Caesar' said dead bard,
Expressing an opinion that life's deeds -
Evil or good - are judged at diverse speeds,
Kneading Time's sift from swift climb to fall hard.
CAn pound of flesh be panned without blood, lard?
USE caution when you grade what fails, succeeds,
EFFECT and cause weave web veiled future seeds.
High today, tomorrow low may card
In retrospect be seen spleen's spiteful shard.
Some ill can catalyze much good, good leads
To hell through best intentions tension feeds,
Or fails against scaled feather, motives scarred.
Revealed beyond death's door scored good or ill
Yet what is life, stage page prompt, promptly still.
© Jonathan Robin acrostic sonnet SEEK CAUSE/EFFECT HISTORY written 20 November 2008
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sunday The 13th Of November
A rum for a ram and a sheep fopr a ship,
Sunday the 13th of November to remember!
Like the male lambs of the first year when,
The blood started to flow.
One young bull and one male lamb,
One big ram and one male goat,
But one is destroyed out of the twins expected;
It come out as blood on Sunday the 13th of November.
Of a spanteneous reaction,
And this blood flow is the evidence;
But our faith will always lead us on,
Like life in the wilderness of Sinai.
Sunday the 13th of November,
Like the old blood in a clay pot;
Sunday the 13th of November,
Like the synchroneous act of sadness;
There we lost our appetite.
What is sweet is now soar,
What is joyful is now sadness,
Three days later with an accident;
Like the silent journey on one's mystries.
Sunday the 13th of November,
Like two loaves of bread baked with a romance;
But the silver trumpets should be sounded now!
For the blood flow had taken one of the twins away.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Life As A Mountain
He stands at the bottom of the mountain.
The one he plans to climb.
He knows it'll have it's challenges,
And will take a lot of time.
So he beings his journey,
He tires very quick.
But the man, he journeys on,
The climb will be epic.
A week has passed, the man is lost,
But he does not dismay.
For he knows that he will reach the peak,
And looks forward to that day.
The climb it does continue,
The terrain is very steep.
To climb the mountain was his promise,
And his promise he will keep.
As he ventures higher,
He comes across some snow.
He slips and falls and tumbles down.
Then back upward he does go.
The man's now bruised and battered,
Cuts on his arms and legs and chest.
On the battle for the mountain,
He knows he will get the best.
He comes up to a rock face wall.
It's thousands of feet high.
But he continues on his quest.
Knowing he could die.
Years have past, the man's now old,
He continues to the peak.
His determination the strongest now,
But his body is frail and weak.
And then one day, he reached the top.
He was the happiest of men.
He said in a soft and gentle voice.
I'd surely do this again.
For our life is like a mountain.
Keep climbing and don't stop.
You'll not regret the climb you faced,
When you're standing on the top.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Accidentally
When the world gets me down
I look around at what I have
which doesn’t seem a lot,
but it is more than most.
I have a life, a wife whom loves only me.
I have friends,
most of them I never see.
Apart from that nothing,
oh yes a roof over my head
and food in my belly.
Anyone would think I am satisfied.
Sadly, I am not.
Whatever more could I possibly want?
For myself to stop hurting others
indirectly and accidentally.
24 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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Sonnet- My Poetry
I thought I started climbing just a hill;
With time, it dawned to me it was a peak;
I knew I had to climb up further still,
The peak was nowhere seen that I did seek.
I wasn't a mountaineer to begin with;
I slowly learnt to climb requiring skill;
Tho' an accident, my climb had its pith,
With ease I'll climb the summit on the hill.
And now I know the gradient so well,
And dangers of the terrain I climb in;
When I will reach the peak, no one can tell,
But now onwards, my ambition's to win.
A beacon from above doth goad me on,
And soon a dress of starry clouds, I'll don.
poem by John Celes
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In My Life
Writers: leo sayer & david courtney
Seen a lot of good times in my life
Times when everything went so right
Seen a lot of things go wrong and I just dont know why
Ive seen a lot of good times m my life
Had a bit of sadness in my life
Friend of mine went down the other night
Tried to sort it out but now I just dont know why
Ive had a bit of sadness in my life
You see I am a lonely, lonely, man
And what I got, I got together with my own two hands
And I wonder what am I gonna do to put things right
Ive seen a lot of good times in my life
Ive taken lots of chances in my life
Now one of them has changed me overnight
Ive seen a glimpse of the other side
The lights are much too bright
Ive taken lots of chances with my life
I gotta do something with my life
Gotta make a change and put up a fight
Stand on my own two feet and do it right
I gotta do something with my life
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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More Exams Please
I am super crazy about the school exams
For I think they don’t let my grey cells jam
And what makes me sad is that they are few and far
The new board rule of a few exams is so bizarre
Everything we do should be evaluated and tested
If fact there should be a test on sleeping too
So that I enjoy the task and don’t feel depreciated
What fun tests are, all the weekly, monthly, bi yearly, yearly and of course the surprise tests!
My life is full of tests in the school, in the tuition cases, and the tests in judo and guitar classes just adds to the fests.
What more can a child ask for but, evaluated every second of their life for everything they do
Hey how about exam on breathing, eating and even smiling
Can’t wait can you?
And since we are on the topic of education can someone increase the load of homework too?
poem by Soma Mukherjee
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To Save A Marriage
you do not
you must not
expect
that to save a marriage
i must lose myself
here i am on this journey
trying to trace the footsteps
of my old self
i am moving forward
to knowing what to keep and what to throw away
if at night you are no
longer on my side
then i might as well talk to myself
love myself more
and survive
the tests of life
alone in this contest
i take the hurdles
at the end you may think that
i could be the winner
no dice
if we lose sight of this common destination
we both
lose.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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