Sonnet- Take Risks In Life
When Dame Luck smiles and you don't welcome her,
And little risks in Life, you fail to take;
When chances come, you fail to much bother;
To higher rungs in Life, you can't then make.
For, Life is full of risks we learn to take;
Sometimes our decisions are incorrect;
With time, we know the genuine from the fake;
Sometimes, we must be bold tho' imperfect.
At anytime, we must know fully well,
Our strengths and weaknesses and our talents;
Delaying things should not turn one's life hell;
Let lucky doors, windows vent labour -tents.
So, take what chances Life seems to offer;
And turn Dame Luck's broad smile into laughter.
poem by John Celes
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All hopes dash against hopes
It is like tight walking on simple ropes
We may counter stiff resistance at high slope
Bonding may not be possible even if you elope
Power suddenly may fail and hopes may dash
Life too can end if you make driving rash
Business too may fail with crunch in cash
Credit may be lost even if you attempt fresh
With slow rising of Sun dark clouds may go
Money lenders may relent and make debt to forgo
All good sign and luck may be smiling again
Life should start fresh with little gain,
Nothing goes wrong with smooth sailing,
Sentence may not be severe even fail in bailing
Failure in vigilance may result in trailing,
Gain will be more with best opportunity availing,
Future may be disappointing and chances fade away
Life is live game and not as children play
Things may turn wrong even with trying of best efforts
Luck will not smile even when you have good rapports
Sun may go up with its destined time
Target we should set as our object prime
Luck may not favor but not let us down,
Plant will come up when seeds are sown
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What’s Luck?
Luck is something that comes, not so often;
Luck is an occurrence in life, quite rare;
Luck’s unpredictable phenomenon;
Luck is a devil that is rarely kind!
Luck’s the last thing one should ev’r depend on;
Luck cannot simply come to all always;
Luck can’t work magic without labor hard;
Luck is futile if basic things aren’t done.
Luck is a make-up that needs a good face;
Luck’s a pretty dame with contours and shape;
Luck is an element of great surprise;
Luck is not the usual way, world goes by!
Luck is the decoration on a cake;
Luck’s a factor that clicks for some at times;
Luck isn’t the first thing, we trust any time;
Perseverance is key to success prime.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-23-2009
poem by John Celes
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Who's Gonna Know Their Life Is...
Who's gonna know their life is...
Choices made to live it.
And what they choose to do,
with the manifested tools they use.
Who's gonna know their life is...
What's on their mind.
And...
Not to waste with contemplation,
Time to find to whine.
Now,
Who's gonna know their life is...
Lived to take chances and risks.
Who's gonna know their life is...
More than games and foolishness.
And who's gonna know their life is...
Reaching to fulfill all dreams.
And not to live for the easiness,
To sit back and scheme.
Oh,
Who's gonna know their life is...
Lived to take chances and risks.
And who's gonna know their life is...
More than games and foolishness.
And who's gonna know their life is...
Reaching to fulfill all dreams.
And not to live for the easiness,
To sit back and scheme.
Until they live a life of purpose,
Nothing meant to them has meaning.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chances Are
Chances are if we'd meet again,
You won't know who I am,
Though you might remember the smile
Or you might recall the walk,
But chances are, you will not.
And if we did meet on the road again,
Would you smile and call my name
Or would you forget who I was,
Because now, we are not the same.
Chances are, you would walk away,
And you would forget what you saw
Even though you knew me then,
But now my face, you couldn't recall.
And if we were in trouble in the sea of life,
Would you be there to toss me a line
I know I'd be there if but for you,
But alas, that was a different time.
And chances are, if we were alone
You would then smile and talk to me,
You would be my friend, and remember again,
But chances are; that will never be.
Chances are, that I will never change
And that I will stay the way I am,
And you will stay the way, that you must be,
But I don't care, in this world of man.
I will act the way that I want to act
And I will do the things that I must do,
And I am not ashamed of anything or anyone,
But chances are, the hypocrite is you.
And as life is full of chances of her own,
She has her own steps and stairs,
And could I see you on your way down,
Chances are, I will be there.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Better Luck Next Time
Some say life is what you make it
Some say life is for the taking
As for me Im only getting by
Somewhere somebody is waiting
Somewhere someone is escaping
As for me Im only killing time
Its your time
Sometimes you set the bar too high
Well better luck next time
Looks like you took the turn too wide
Better luck next time
Another dent is in your pride
Searching headlights on the ceiling
I need something more revealing
Cause I feel stranded here in my own life
In my life
Better luck next time
song performed by by Oleander
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To See Life As A Riddle
Life,
Is what we make it.
But some will sit,
To see life as a riddle.
And life...
Some choose to fake it.
With a doing that's believed,
They can be freed of mistakes.
Yet life,
Is what we make it.
But some will sit,
To see life as a riddle.
Some people have a need,
To play life second fiddle.
Out of tune,
And afraid of taking risks.
Some people live,
Afraid of taking chances...
With dismissing most of it!
Yet life,
Is what we make it.
But some will sit,
As if it is a riddle.
Life,
Is what we make it.
Yet some will sit,
Just to play it second fiddle.
And some will see life,
With no middle but a riddle.
Yes some will sit,
Just to play life second fiddle.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life’s Uncertain but…
Not all the buds become flowers;
Not all flowers turn into seeds;
Not all the seeds turn into plants!
Not all the plants live long enough.
Why someone commits suicide?
–we really can never know;
But let us not blame him alone,
For ending life, ahead of time.
Not all need do things all alike;
Not all get chances equally;
Not all get similar environs;
Not all need succeed all the time.
Some do decide in ways unique;
Some take risks that others will not;
Some aim and dream much differently;
Some cannot bear failures in life!
Let us not judge the next person;
Let us not make fun of their acts;
Let us not find fault with others;
Let us not misunderstand some.
Whoever is perfect on earth?
Whoever takes right decisions?
Whoever can make predictions?
Whoever knows when one’s life ends?
’Tis sad to hear of suicides;
May be, they have pressures within;
May be, they have ample reasons;
May be, they feel, they’ve done aright!
The stress and strain of life are much;
We must be tolerant always;
Yet, life can give us surprises;
Sometimes, we cannot bear the shame!
But youngsters need to lessen stress;
They must act wisely in distress;
Life has its joys and woes admixed;
Life brings us crosses, laurels too!
Remaining sane is duty prime;
We must not work in hasty ways;
Harsh decisions may be deferred;
Emotions should not rule our mind!
Most problems can be solved with time;
A bit of patience does the trick;
Advice from others works magic;
Why cut the thread of life with ease?
Youngsters must talk to wise elders;
They must not have pent-up feelings;
They must not live with heavy hearts;
Life has more joys to give than woes!
Life’s attitudes must be correct;
Don’t make moot decisions in haste;
Anticipate set-backs in life;
Our life is worth living it full!
Place God within your hearts and minds;
Pray for His help when things go wrong;
Your conscience tells you what is right;
Let darkness not pervade life’s light!
Life is to live the way God wants;
Life is to live most righteously;
Life is to tread the heaven’s path;
Life is to reach God with soul pure!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-10-10
poem by John Celes
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Smiles
Smile a little, smile a little,
As you go along,
Not alone when life is pleasant,
But when things go wrong.
Care delights to see you frowning,
Loves to hear you sigh;
Turn a smiling face upon her –
Quick the dame will fly.
Smile a little, smile a little,
All along the road;
Every life must have its burden,
Every heart its load.
Why sit down in gloom and darkness
With your grief to sup?
As you drink Fate’s bitter tonic,
Smile across the cup.
Smile upon the troubled pilgrims
Whom you pass and meet;
Frowns are thorns, and smiles are blossoms
Oft for weary feet.
Do not make the way seem harder
By a sullen face;
Smile a little, smile a little,
Brighten up the place.
Smile upon your undone labour;
Not for one who grieves
O’er his task waits wealth or glory;
He who smiles achieves.
Though you meet with loss and sorrow
In the passing years,
Smile a little, smile a little,
Even through your tears.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Life
We have to take some risks
To do some things in life;
We have to do some things,
Despite the added strife!
We have to weigh the risks
To benefits in each;
We can’t do things in haste
For aims in life to reach.
We cannot waste our time
God-given, precious-most;
Time is the same to all
To labor or is lost.
For everything in life,
We ought to make a start;
There is so much to do
Before we can depart.
A lazy-bone is one
Who never can find time;
We have to work all life
In any type of clime.
True greatness comes to few
Who struggle right from birth;
No one is born just great
But makes it upon earth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-6-2009
poem by John Celes
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Risks and dangers
I like to take risks, I like to take dangers.
I like to live life on the wild side.
I've taken risks.
And played life dangerously.
I love a small sense of adventure.
Climbing a tree and getting stuck.
Climbing on roof tops.
You name it I've done it.
That's when life was fun and care free.
No I take risks and dangerous every day.
When I try to commit suicide
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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My Life
Oooh
(my life, my life, my life, my life)
If you looked in my life
And see what Ive seen...
If you looked in my life
And see what Ive seen...
(my life, my life, my life, my life)
Life can be only what you make it
When youre feelin down
You should never fake it
Say whats on your mind
And youll find in time
That all the negative energy
It would all cease
And youll be at peace with yourself
You wont really need no one else
Except for the man up above
Because hell give you love
(my life, my life, my life, my life)
If you looked into my life
Take your time
Baby dont you rush a thing
Dont you know, I know
We all are struggling
I know it is hard
But we will get by
And if you dont believe in me
Just believe in he
Cause hell give you peace of mind
Yes he will
And youll see the sunshine
For real, yes you would
And youll get to free your mind
And things will turn out fine
Oh, I know that things will turn out fine
Yes they would, yes they would
song performed by by Mary J Blige
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Joy of a Lifetime
The joy of a lifetime
Is the success one makes of life.
Success is the result of handwork and luck.
Three stages there are in life.
Comes first the prime of life,
When on bubble with life and enthusiasm.
And boils with youthful exuberance..
Next comes mid age, age for reasoning,
When one through life is half spent.
Last comes old age, age of experience,
When one is close to the grave.
Success can be attained at anytime.
But nothing can equal he prime of life,
When one still has so many years ahead.
And when at this time success smiles on you,
Then to the Almighty be the glory,
The gratitude and appreciation,
For a life well spent and full of success.
poem by Mac Araromi
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The Angel & The Gambler
(harris)
Roll of the dice
Take a spin of the wheel
Out of your hands now
So how do you feel
But youre not gonna win
Youd better go back again
Do you feel lucky
Or do you feel scared
Take what luck brings
And be devil may care
But youre down on your luck
What will the next day bring
Adrift on the ocean
Afloat in a daydream
Or lost in a maze
Or blind in the haze
So what does it matter
So why dont you answer
So why did you send
An angel to mend
Best make decisions
Before its too late
Take all your chances
Take hold of the reins
A roll of the dice
Ahead of the game again
Nothing to lose
But so much to gain
A little danger
It goes without saying
But what do you care
Youre gonna go in the end
Gate open to heaven
Is ready and waytnig
Or straight down to hell
Can go there as well
Ill suffer my craving
My souls not worth saving
Sowhy dont you go
Just leave well alone
Dont you think Im a savior
Dont you think I could save you
Dont you think I could save your life
Theres like a hunger
That knocks on your door
Youve had a taste of it
Still you want more
Youve made your mistakes
Wont play it the same again
You have been warned
But still you plunge in
You play high stakes
But theres nothing to win
Youve only one life
And so many things to learn
The angel on one side
The devil the other
Which path do you take
Decisions to make
Arrive at the crossroads
You know where youre going
And what if you wait
It may be too late
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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You May Feel Despondent
You may feel despondent and wish you were dead
But don't quit on life's battle good days are ahead
Financially embarrassed at the present maybe
But your luck will change you'll know prosperity
Do not quit on life's battle though of hope you despair
And the going may be tough but you should hang in there
You may feel your chances of success are gone
But do not quit now when life's battle is on,
Buy a lotto ticket your luck may be in
And a huge first division jackpot you even may win
Of life you may despair but to hope you must cling
And who knows tomorrow good tidings may bring
Though down on your luck people like you not rare
Why quit life though your cross seems heavy to bear.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Looking Out Of Windows
Looking out of windows,
Wondering what life holds...
May offer some enchantment.
Hoping that the wind blows,
Away from closed doors...
Eliminates taking chances.
And one dedicated to waste,
Can say they chased...
A hectic life with a hectic pace.
And one dedicated to waste,
Can say they chased...
All troubles away before they're faced.
Looking out of windows,
Wondering what life holds...
May offer some enchantment.
Hoping that the wind blows,
Away from closed doors...
Eliminates taking chances.
And one dedicated to waste,
Can say they chased...
All troubles away before they're faced.
And one dedicated to waste,
Can say they chased...
A hectic life with a hectic pace,
Although they feel inside they're safe.
Looking out of windows,
Wondering what life holds...
One feels safer but still has a taste,
Of life!
AND...
What it's like to live.
Looking out of windows,
Wondering what life holds...
One feels safer but still has a taste,
Of life!
AND...
What it's like to live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Happiness
Happiness in the dictionary pages
ricochets between
hap and hapless,
good luck and bad
Fortuna, Joy, Felicity
Aptness and Prosperity-
all aligned.
Happiness it seems
Has nothing to do with fair and unfair.
right and wrong
it is hit or miss
luck and unlucky-
vagaries.
Indigestible this.
My grandmother smiles:
“now there child” she used to say
“ok to be born rich
better to be born lucky.”
But, in America we are only guaranteed
happiness's Pursuit and it's Uncertainty.
Accidents of life
rule my chances at felicity?
What now to guide my dreams?
Fortuna's fates gamble
with my dusty dry uncertainties;
hoisted up or down the landscape-
wrangled Hope on a card game table?
Life's branding is: 'no guarantees.'
How many lives
random touched
careen direction-less?
Sad.
Wish I hadn't read the dictionary
but, again,
no such luck.
Hard Truth.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Sonnet: Wisdom of Life
The higher up you climb a taller pole,
The taller tree you climb: perils evoke;
A ladder’s higher rungs shouldn’t be one’s goal;
The wind is strong up there, so is your yoke!
A faster pace can make you slip sometime;
A shorter time to do makes you tired;
The aim to win shouldn’t be emotion prime;
For you end up prematurely retired.
For everything in life, there is a pace;
For everything in life, there is a time;
And everyone in life can’t win a race;
And everyone his life can’t make sublime.
Sometimes, life’s lower rungs appear the best!
But keep your cool and soul: God does the rest.
poem by John Celes
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Life is.....
Life is a chance
Make use out of it
Life is beautiful
Admire it
Life is happiness
Enjoy it
Life is a dream
Make it reality
Life is a challenge
Take it
Life is a responsibility
Do it
Life is a game
Play with it
Life is a promise
Keep it
Life is sadness
Overcome it
Life is a song
Sing it
Life is a tragedy
Face it
Life is an adventure
Go through it
Life is a luck
Take it
Life is so precious
Preserve it
Life is life
So
STRIVE FOR IT
poem by Sarah Ally
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So much of life is luck. One day you make a right turn and get hit by a car. Turn left and you meet the love of your life. I think I made the correct turn.
quote by Loretta Swit
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Life
Life is a possibility, embrace it.
Life is beautiful, admire it.
Life is wonderful, enjoy it.
Life is a dream, follow it.
Life is a bewilderment, face it.
Life is a mission, fulfill it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a treasure, cherish it.
Life is rich, savior it.
Life is lovely, revere it.
Life is a mystery, uncover it.
Life is pain, endure it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a tragedy, forbear it.
Life is luck, benefit from it.
Life is an adventure, be regardful of it.
Life is very precious, delight in it.
Life is a war, learn from it.
Life is life, fight for it.
poem by Mother Theresa, translated by Masiela Lusha
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