Buried
Yahshua Ben Nun was buried in the hill country of Ephraim,
Like the flint knives of circumcision;
But Hebron was given to Caleb after he drove away the sons of Anak.
Like the marriage among cousins,
Like the marriage among relatives,
Like the marriage among tribes,
Like the marriage among the same clan;
But today, the Yebusites and the Benyaminites are in Yerusalem.
Of the Amonites, Perizzites, Canaanites and Heittites;
Of the Girgashites, Hivites and the Yebusites;
Yahshua Ben Nun was buried in the hill country of Ephraim.
Onec at war! But today they are living together;
With the works of the Creator to put us in order.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wife to Be (Petrarchan Sonnet)
I stroll along a fragrant country lane
With honeysuckle perfume on the air -
And feathered crooner's warble to revere -
Then cross a golden sea of flowing grain
In empathy - it seems to sense my pain
Of knowing all was done with my affair -
Her empty meaning now the solitaire
She cast away - betrothment all in vain.
But oceans team with many fish to catch
So I must up and hoist another sail
And seek the one that really waits for me,
For soon auspicious breezes will prevail
In guiding forth to find a truer match:
The one to take my hand as wife to be.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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At the Altar
Now to take away your life –
Devour your soul afresh upon
The birth of every dawning day
– The spawn of sun and earth –
As of the way Prometheus lost hepatic flesh –
He stole fire! You stole gropes
And f*cks of me; so suffer thee!
Oh yes, perspire! Drizzle down the beads
Upon that crimson, blotchy skin –
I see the once cocksure pose, my man,
Is wearing terribly thin.
Indeed, an absence of repose
Discloses thumping in your chest –
Irregularly rhythmic – like the humping
(When you thought I was a body to molest) .
No more! my little man, for I shall wrest
The living essence from your
Paling, quivering form! –
You’ve had your gentle calm
Before the rumblings of the storm!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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On Marriage
Pessimistic views: :
Marriage is a gamble!
Marriage is a punishment;
Marriage is an evil that
Most can’t but accept.
Optimistic views:
Marriage is a gift of God;
Marriage is a blessing;
Marriage is an enjoyment,
We make the best of it.
Truths:
Marriage is so wonderful;
Marriage is so fulfilling;
Marriage is so wholesome;
Marriage is an endless love,
More priceless than all wealth!
Marriage is a way of life;
Marriage is so natural;
Marriage is the better way,
For two, to reach Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-7-2006
poem by John Celes
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A marriage of two
A marriage of two
is for love that is true
A marriage of two
is always something new
A marriage of two
happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two
is worth it when its due
A marriage of two
is a marriage of trust
Many can find themselves lost
It can be an expensive cost
They are only very few
who have a clue
of when love accrues
A marriage of two
is about love making
It is not about
money raking
A marriage of two
can be bad
A marriage of two
can be sad
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two
is for love that is true
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.co.uk
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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A marriage of two is for love that is true...
A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues
A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true
poem by Shashidhar Kumar
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A Marriage Of Two Is For Love That Is True
A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues
A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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What is marriage, is marriage protection or religion, is marriage renunciation or abundance, is marriage a stepping-stone or an end. What is marriage.
quote by Gertrude Stein
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God's Curse (pt.1)
marriage is a prison
from which theres no escape
there is no door
windows are covered by drapes
marriage is a hell
living with a devil for all eternity
nothing but darkness
cannot find quiet serenity
marriage steals your life
takes away your soul
kills your spirit
buries you in a deep dark hole
marriage is Gods curse
its worse than living
compared to this thing called marriage
death is more forgiving
poem by Sandy Nobody
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My Friend From Chicago Says Bless You
on his third marriage
he still has preschoolers
at an age where
he is supposed to go
on a Caribbean cruise
or a getaway in the
Bahamas
his first marriage
was a case of betrayal
while he works away
from him
his wife invited her man
in the marital bedroom
his second marriage was
worst
the woman turns out to
be a lesbian
his third marriage is a kind
of suspense
ten years younger than
his actual age
and bearing him
for now three children
and he is looking still
for more spills
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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New Generation Marriage Vows Are Gone
New generation marriage vows are gone (11/2/11)
This is the first day of your new life
This is the day you chose to be his wife.
You both feel that your love is strong enough
That a marriage you could share
And for each other you would always be there.
A marriage are vows that are made to each other
That you will always “ love one another”.
You say you will love each other until death do you part
Is it what you feel? Is it really in your heart?
The vows of marriage has changed drastically
Marriage is not - what it used to be.
Fear of the unknown has changed the way you think
Six out of ten marriages are now on the brink.
Living common law is now the new rage
They don’t want to feel like they’re
Locked up in a cage.
It’s easy to walk away from a relationship
If there are no vows.
And if there’s any children, they’ll survive somehow.
We don’t need a marriage certificate to
Have a sexual affair.
We can change partners, and different beds we can share.
This is the thinking of the youth of today
All our teachings and values have all gone astray.
poem by Louis Rams
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Truth!
Truth!
And the people gathered;
To listen to the truth and,
To know the source of it! !
But, who has the truth? !
Yes, the truth;
The Creator (Yahweh Almighty) Has the Truth,
And He gave it to His Son (Yahshua Messiah) !
But now, the truth is with us,
Because, Yahshua gave it to His Chosen Ones;
And today, the truth only comes from the one who represents Yahshua!
And, he is Elder Yisrayl Hawkins;
So, today, we do have the truth around us if only if we are ready to learn.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Friend From Chicago Says Bless You (revised)
on his third marriage
he still has preschoolers
at an age where
he is supposed to go
on a Caribbean cruise
or a getaway in the
Bahamas
his first marriage
was a case of betrayal
while he works away
from home
his wife invited her man
in the marital bedroom
his second marriage was
worst
the woman turns out to
be a lesbian
his third marriage is a kind
of suspense
ten years younger than
his actual age
and bearing him
for now three children
and he is looking still
for more thrill
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Freedom In Your Marriage?
Is there freedom in your marriage?
Or is there bondage bringing woe
Is there freedom in your marriage?
This is what I'd like to know.
For marriage is two people
Each sharing the others love
Not telling each other how to live
Nor giving each other the shove.
For each is an individual
With free-will to be such;
Giving and receiving in their talents -
However much.
Having freedom to enjoy at times
What each may like to do;
Pleasing each other by attitude
Being happy for each too.
Standing by each other
When outsiders shoot the tongue
No matter what the cost might be
For freedom you're among.
So, is there freedom in your marriage?
I pray there is today,
For only in love's freedom -
Marriage will be for aye!
poem by Richard Merrell
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To dilute divorce law
Marriage is a defunct institution
Unless one of the partner accepts
Being unequal to the other.
Marriage is heading to be outdated.
Marriages have so far been successful
Because the woman partner accepted
Being unequal from their dependency
With the male partner as the bread winner.
Marriage is a social obligation.
Marriage is a legal compulsion.
To stay in marriage is more important
Than being happy in the marriage.
Partners, independent of each other,
Hardly find reasons to remain together.
It's time the need of marriage was gone through.
It's time the divorce law was diluted.
06.11.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This Has Been Your Convenience
What has happened to our marriage?
'What marriage?
We both participated in a ceremony.
And you believe,
Socializing with your friends...
And doing as you please,
Was part of it.
But I didn't say 'I do' to none of that!
Your marriage has been kept in tact!
On the other hand...
Mine hasn't started.
And that's why my bags are packed.'
But this has been 'our' marriage.
'No!
This has been your convenience.
And I am leaving that and you.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Marriage Certificates
After the marriage,
Somebody keeps the marriage certificate;
After the marriage,
Somebody's name changes;
And the children born to this union bear the name of the man.
Learn from these facts to keep you going,
And try to teach one another to stay at peace;
For this marriage certificate means a lot to you.
One seeks for his or her lover,
And one marries his or her lover 'for better or for worse';
But after the marriage,
Somebody keeps the maariage certificate.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Oh! The Marriage
Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and mo bhuachaill for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage
Might envy my marriage to me;
For Eoghan[84] is straight as a tower,
And tender, and loving, and true;
He told me more love in an hour
Than the Squires of the county could do.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.
His hair is a shower of soft gold,
His eye is as clear as the day,
His conscience and vote were unsold
When others were carried away;
His word is as good as an oath,
And freely 'twas given to me;
Oh! sure, 'twill be happy for both
The day of our marriage to see.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.
His kinsmen are honest and kind,
The neighbours think much of his skill,
And Eoghan's the lad to my mind,
Though he owns neither castle nor mill.
But he has a tilloch of land,
A horse, and a stocking of coin,
A foot for a dance, and a hand
In the cause of his country to join.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.
We meet in the market and fair
We meet in the morning and night
He sits on the half of my chair,
And my people are wild with delight;
Yet I long through the winter to skim,
Though Eoghan longs more I can see,
When I will be married to him,
And he will be married to me.
Then, Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and mo bhuachaill for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage,
Might envy my marriage to me.
poem by Thomas Davis
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What makes a marriage?
It has been almost forty years
Since we had taken our marriage
Vows. Yes, we are still together.
I guess that means something today
Considering most never last
More than, I suspect, a few years;
Sometimes I can understand why
Marriage is not a piece of cake.
In the beginning all is fine
Everything is brand spanking new
But that finish dulls quite quickly.
That moment after the “I do’s”
The gravity of the marriage
Begins to materialize.
Vowing for better or for worse
Were just words uttered thoughtlessly.
Like reciting a bedtime prayer
Never actually listening
To each word we recite by rote
The truth is, marriage is both words
“Better” is a relative term:
What could be considered better
For me would not necessarily
Be the same view held by my wife.
Therefore we are both compromised
And there’s the rub of the matter.
Marriage is a balancing act
That’s between better and the worse.
Learn the knack of juggling the two
The marriage will certainly last.
In those years we’ve become a team
And we’re both still madly in love.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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What those marriage worth, I am already yours
What those marriage worth, I am already yours
We have marriage by heart not by rituals.
Our marriage is pious then those done by priests
And those other who are eyeing are big fool
Those who tell that I have no right on you
Don’t know that we are lovers by heart
Our children have already started to play
Not those physical children but our love has passed third anniversary.
Is physical marriage bigger then natural?
Even god believes in original heart marriage
Who dare to discard my say can anyone tells me?
If not then why dismay in her physical marriage
I am already husband of yours and you my wife
That crimson in your head, necklace in your neck has not value.
poem by Sambidhan Acharya
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Oh! The Marriage
AIR--_The Swaggering Jig._
I.
Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and _mo bhuachaill_ for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage
Might envy my marriage to me;
For Eoghan is straight as a tower,
And tender, and loving, and true;
He told me more love in an hour
Than the Squires of the county could do.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.
II.
His hair is a shower of soft gold,
His eye is as clear as the day,
His conscience and vote were unsold
When others were carried away;
His word is as good as an oath,
And freely 'twas given to me;
Oh! sure, 'twill be happy for both
The day of our marriage to see.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.
III.
His kinsmen are honest and kind,
The neighbours think much of his skill,
And Eoghan's the lad to my mind,
Though he owns neither castle nor mill.
But he has a tilloch of land,
A horse, and a stocking of coin,
A foot for a dance, and a hand
In the cause of his country to join.
Then, Oh! the marriage, etc.
IV.
We meet in the market and fair--
We meet in the morning and night--
He sits on the half of my chair,
And my people are wild with delight;
Yet I long through the winter to skim,
Though Eoghan longs more I can see,
When I will be married to him,
And he will be married to me.
Then, Oh! the marriage, the marriage,
With love and _mo bhuachaill_ for me,
The ladies that ride in a carriage,
Might envy my marriage to me.
poem by Thomas Osborne Davis
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