Shi
Test bed,
Test ban,
Test drive,
Test case;
And like Shi your lovely friend,
But the magic pill is all that you need.
Fill, ill, will, till, pill, kill, drill, trill, rill;
use the mouse to satisfy the muse of your love!
Bill, quill, grill, gill, hill, mill, Jill, still;
For this work is needed by Shi your lovely friend.
Mouse, blouse, louse, house, arouse, souse, grouse, rouse!
For this love is like the muse of a beautiful flower;
But Shi your friend still waits for you outside.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Odisha
They propehesied in the name of Baal!
And, they caused my people to err;
Blouse, house, louse, mouse, rouse, arouse, grouse, douse;
And like the slippery places around! !
But, in the darkness without any hope.
Driven on!
And like the traps of the wicked ones;
But your faith will dweell safely with the muse of love,
And like Odisha your friend in the land of your beautiful love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Traffic Jam: The Trap Of Traffic Light
It's not only test your luck, but also test your patience
It's not only test your guts, but also test your instinct
It's not only test your sanity, but also test your obedience to law
It's not only test your ethics, but also test your fidelity
It's not only test your sight, but also test your reflex
It's not only test your estimation of time, but also test your street knowledge
It's not only test your ego, but also test your kindness
It's not only test your control, but also test your awareness
It's not only test your attitude, but also test your responsibility
It's not only test your priority, but also test your humanity
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Bondage
Bondage,
Mistreated,
Afflicted;
But in a land flowing with milk and honey,
Fo he Mafia sold her for money.
Of sheep,
Of oxen,
Of donkeys;
And they took all their wealth! !
But the edge of the sword was like the flints of war!
Bill, till, ill, kill, will, pill, dill, gill, fill, hill, mill, quill, rill! !
Mistreated under a severe bondage;
And the Mafia sold her for money.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Mouse and the Grouse
The teeny, tiny mouse said to the finely feathered grouse
“I’d like to come and visit you in your lofty, lovely house.”
The finely feathered grouse smiled at the teeny, tiny mouse
And said, “You can’t since I'm saving it for my future spouse.”
The sad teeny, tiny mouse said, as tears started to douse,
“I’m lonely and just wanted to say hello, finely feathered grouse.”
Well, the finely feathered grouse with his lofty, lovely house
Was lonely too since he hadn’t yet found his future spouse.
But how could a mouse so teeny, tiny and a grouse so fine of feather
Ever visit each other and have a talk together?
They had nothing in common and their lives had different starts.
Although one thing was the same; they both had hurting hearts.
No one had ever visited the finely feathered grouse
And he did like friendly words uttered by the teeny, tiny mouse.
As mister mouse gazed aloft, sir grouse returned that smile
And suddenly blurted out, “Come on up and we’ll chat for awhile.”
Overjoyed, the teeny, tiny mouse jumped, but just bumped the tree.
Then tears wet ears to tail as teeny tiny moaned mournfully,
“You can fly free through the air, but alas, I’m earthbound.
There’s no hope since you live in a tree, but my house is on the ground.”
Suddenly, a star from the heavens flashed an idea for these two.
Perhaps they could visit together if both tried something new.
The finely feathered grouse left his lofty, lovely house
And eagerly landed in a bush near the star struck tiny mouse.
In one hop teeny, tiny leapt toward the bush, and I’ve heard tell
That the friendship of grouse and mouse has been doing very well.
(Illustrated book available direct from author)
poem by Gregory Huyette
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The Test
as sure as the sun rises in the east-and sets in the west
my love for you is just a test.
a test to see if my heart is true
a test to see if i deserve you.
a test to see if my love will rise to the occassion.
and feel the sensation.
the sensation of being with you-is all i want to do.
for true love is hard to find.
it is classified as 'devine.'
poem by Louis Rams
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Who is the Best..?
Once there was this Rishi
Living under a banyan tree
Meditating on Him, all his life
Alone, without worries or wife..
It was a sunny day, bit hazy
Rishi was relaxed and lazy
A mouse came running and fell at his feet
A cat came chasing to eat
The mouse prayed 'Gimme shelter or u sin'
The cat said 'Protecting my food is no less a thing'
Rishi had to decide one way or other
Rishi blessed the mouse to be his daughter
The daughter grew into a beautiful woman
Time came for Rishi to think of her man.
He asked the daughter for any criteria or test
She said she wanted only the Best
Best of a man is a Rishi, said the father
Not really so, said the daughter
When Rishi said, better than a Rishi is the only Sun
No, said the daughter, not the burning hot one!
Rishi asked the Sun, if he knows anyone better
The Sun said, try the Cloud, it hides my power
When Rishi told her of the Cloud's valor
No, said the daughter, I hate the dark color
Rishi asked the Cloud, who betters it
The Cloud said, surely the Wind, it blows me out
Rishi asked the daughter, if Wind is her choice
No, said the daughter, It just makes noise.
Rishi asked the Wind, for a better person
The Wind said, It is the immovable Mountain
Rishi asked the daughter, if Mountain passes her test
No, said the daughter, full of trough and crest
Rishi asked the Mountain for the best in the land
The Mountain said, It is the Mouse that crushes it to sand
Rishi asked the daughter, if Mouse is her groom
Yes, said the daughter, I love his eyes that zoom..
Rishi made his daughter back into a mouse
They married and lived in a hole as their house
The Best for a mouse is mouse, for Rishi a Rishi, for crook a crook
It depends on what you look out for; your outlook!
poem by TheBigThinkg Human
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Valor is a gift. Those having it never know for sure whether they have it till the test comes. And those having it in one test never know for sure if they will have it when the next test comes.
quote by Napoleon Bonaparte
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Valor is a gift. Those having it never know for sure whether they have it till the test comes. And those having it in one test never know for sure if they will have it when the next test comes.
quote by Carl Sandburg
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Testings
Testing will come along the way, so men can see just what you say.
Friend as these trials daily come, men see where your heart is from.
And trials friend, will come to all, some are big and some are small.
But The Lord, who created you, knows just how to see you through.
Whatever test you face my friend, this world is not the ultimate end.
Testing produces changes in you life, which remain long after strife.
You may become bitter deep inside, wondering why you were tried.
Some with thought have discerned, trials are lessons to be learned,
Lessons to be learned in this life, in hope to avoid some future strife.
Some men just go on their way, chalking it up as just one more day.
Many trials can draw you to, The Lord and Savior, who died for you.
And if you don’t know The Lord, maybe He’s knocking on you door.
The Lord is waiting should you fall, and God is ready to comfort all.
If you should happen to fail a test, you can fall upon Christ’s breast.
Christ’s arms are surely open friend, to greet you warmly at the end.
This life can be one long test, and only in God is there eternal rest,
Friend in any trial I can attest, The Lord our God knows what’s best.
And at the end of every test, if you know The Lord you’ll be blessed.
The tests of life can not compare, to when we’ll see Christ in the air.
All life’s testings will end for sure, that day we see our Blessed Lord.
(Copyright ©03/2006)
Sonnet: God Tests Us Often
Perhaps, God wants to test my loyalty;
The kind of faith I have in my Maker:
By causing suff’rings, tests my fealty,
If I’m a providential test-taker.
And these are all my days of acid-test!
The reckoning of my love for my one God,
’Fore He becomes my soul’s permanent Guest!
His ways are mysterious, unique and odd.
But why should I have fear or doubt in Him?
For He’s the Almighty, my Friend and Guide;
He’s my Light! How can my way grow dim?
Let me in Him wholly, blindly abide.
And yet, I plead my God to give me grace,
To reinforce my faith and my soul’s base.
poem by John Celes
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My Name Is Reckless
My name is reckless;
I’ve passed my test
so I know how to drive.
I ignore all the honking horns
as I weave through the traffic
in the sports car I bought last week.
I’m the greatest driver
you ever want to meet.
You see my name is reckless;
I’ve passed my test
so I know how to drive.
No one can beat me
as I race down roads everywhere.
The speed limit
mean nothing to me,
that for only learners
Because my name is reckless,
I’ve passed my test
so I know how to drive.
I took my mate out
for a spin to show him all I new.
We raced around the roads.
I’d driven down them before
so I knew them like the back of my hand.
My name is reckless;
I’ve passed my test
so I know how to drive.
As we raced along
an articulated lorry
was stretched across the road.
I knew I could go under it
so I told my mate to duck.
My name is reckless;
I’ve passed my test
so I know how to drive.
My mate didn’t hear me
as the music was so high
so when the roof came off so did my mate as well.
I escaped with minor injuries,
but my mate died at the scene.
They told me they were charging me
with careless driving,
but I soon told then a thing or two.
My name is reckless;
I’ve passed my test
so I know how to drive.
Unfortunately, my statement
didn’t wash with them.
The judge sent me down
for a three-year stretch.
He took away my licence
and threw it in the bin.
I protested saying.
My name is reckless;
I’ve passed my test
so I know how to drive.
poem by David Harris
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Chill Pill
Everybody needs to take a chill pill
there's so much love to fill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
let these wounds heal
everybody needs to take a chill pill
Let it be your will
dry all this blood we spill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
find in your heart not to kill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
Think how the world would feel
everybody needs to take a chill pill
think of it as being real
everybody needs to take a chill pill
take your guns and kneel
You won't have to steal
while you watch your tire's peel
everybody needs to take a chill pill
nothing here is that big of a deal
if only it was so surreal
little bird on the windowsill
everybody needs to take a chill pill
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Setup To Fail
When you come to test someone,
You believe is unprepared?
AND with a confidence,
You will be the one to pass...
YOUR 'test',
Easily!
To then leave and be on your way?
Be sure your activities,
Have not been scrutinized...
Prior to administering 'your' test.
What appears to be simple...
May keep your brain twisted,
For the rest of your life.
Riddled with doubts you question.
When you come to test someone,
You believe is unprepared?
AND with a confidence,
You will be the one to pass...
YOUR 'test',
Easily?
Remember this...
You just may be the one,
Being setup to fail.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Be A Friend Of Thee? What Be This Friend To Ye?
Perchance i might say old friend...
You are my one of all friend to friends of a friend of all friends.
Friends are a lot that are few in time...
A friend is a friend of mine be so ever good and sublime.
A friend will not ask you to go to jail for them...
A true friend will stay behind with you or not
soon depart from you when you've become mad at them.
A friend will stay and talk with you when time is of the area of being early or late...
A friend will accompany you on a double date when the woman
he has chosen for you just might be of the ugliest and hideousest of state.
What is a friend true or best? ...
A friend is a friend, no matter what be your best given test.
poem by Michael Gale
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Cheaters Have
Say not what you do
But say what you intend to do
That no one may know your ill will
With harmless tongue surely to kill
We have mastered the art
And made it as inseparable part
Let people go to hell
But you must fare well
Life may be short
But you always wait at port
Some innocent travelers may visit
Your mission is over and that's it
You have sweet tongue
So is the beautiful language
You can deceive people at ease
So never speak it to me please
I shall spare no time
To fall prey sometimes
Yet you may not withdraw
And try again and again to show
Even otherwise it is known to all
They become cautious at a moment when you call
But you have serpent's charm
And that can cause enough of harm
We still run behind you
You may succeed with few
Your day may shine
They may test the pill of quinine
Certain people always thrive
Enjoy their kill and peacefully drive
Cheaters have always upper hand
Where blind people are ready to make you friend
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Peacekeeper
We make all of our suns the same
Every one will suffer the fire weve made
They all explode just the same
And theres no going back on the plans weve made
Peacekeeper take your time
Wait for the dark of night
Soon all the suns will rise
Peacekeeper dont tell why
Dont be afraid to fight
Love is the sweet surprise
Only creatures who are on their way
Ever poison their own well
But we still have time to hate
And theres still something we can sell
Chorus
When the night is cold and still
When you thought youd had your fill
Take all the time you will
This is not a test, its not a drill
Take no prisoners, only kill
You know all of our friends are gods
And they all tell us how to paint our face
But theres only one brush we need
Its the one that never leaves a trace
Chorus
When the night is cold and still
When you thought youd had your fill
This is not a test, its not a drill
Take no prisoners, only kill
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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I need a rich girl
I need a rich girl
to drive my deceased car
to the unemployment line,
so that I can get food stamps,
and avoid a job.
I need a pill that will fill me up,
not with envy.
I need a pill that will make me
feel friendly, not want to kill
I need a friend
in these united states of isolation,
where even hell's angels are afraid
to hitchhike,
where thinking outside the norm
could land you in jail.
I need a reason to go on living,
and I think that my children will do.
poem by Mikel K Poet
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We All Need Someone To Love
(pilson, hendrix)
Looking back on yesterday
Where did I go wrong
Just cant find the peace of mind
Ive wanted all along
Oh, lord, oh its true
Dont what you want from me
Dont know what to do
Lets walk this road together now
cause I would die for you
Oh, its true
cause we all need someone to love
Everybody needs a friend when they cant hold on
Now we all need someone to love
Youve gotta feel it from inside of you
Oh, lord, its true
We all need someone to love
Everyone can always win
Even if you lose
Take some time
And take a chnace
And make your dreams come true
Oh, lord, oh its true
Youve got to love the one youre with
Until the very end
Weve been to hell and back, my friend
And Id do it all again
Oh, for you
Id do it for you
cause we all need someone to love
Everybody needs a friend when they cant hold on
Now we all need someone to love
Youve gotta feel it from inside of you
Oh, lord, its true
We all need someone to love
Oh, weve gotta keep trying
Its hard to draw the line
Cant you see
Put your trust in me
Well stand the test of time
Gonna stand the test of time
Yes, we will
We all need someone to love
Everybody needs a friend when they cant hold on
Now we all need someone to love
Youve gotta feel it from inside of you
Oh, lord, its true
We all need someone to love
We all need
cause we all need someone to love
To love
To love--yeah, we all need someone to love
(repeat)
song performed by by War And Peace
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Be Blind Sometime
Don’t test literature
With science and wisdom.
Don’t test the scriptures
With science and knowledge
Don’t test your beloved
With doubts and notions.
They will lose their charm.
Be blind to enjoy them.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In the spirit of Rumi - 41 - Prayer
In the street outside the window
a beautiful young maiden passes;
only her eyes, looking straight ahead, demurely down,
are to be seen of her, above her veil, below her headscarf; and yet –
around her, as we draw our breath, transfixed –
around her, all the air is radiant with the light of love…
and in the following days, for hours each day,
we, love-smitten, wait in hope to catch her
as she passes; and the more we see her passing,
the more we seek to snare her attention;
hoping for the day when, as she passes,
her lovely eyes may glance so briefly, glance this way…
and on that day, the day of days
which we have waited for, for weeks and months -
then, it is no longer all we want:
how to ensnare her gaze? so that, one day,
our burning ears and lips may draw one single word from her…
*
Wise men say in the ancient tongue, the word,
to pray, meant, to incline, to listen – and, to snare…
and so for every one of us, our whole life is prayer:
from the first moment to the last,
from the first time when the baby’s eyes
meet those of loving parents, until
the last moment when our eyes turn upward…
we bow in adoration of the Beloved,
of whom we are not worthy; yet…
then listen for the first word breathed
by child; by parent; lover; ruler; God…
And, lover and beloved both alike,
set snares to catch our Beloved to ourselves…
that Beloved who is outside us, yet within…
that sleeping beauty who is our very self.
and, since prayer is love, our Beloved
sets snares for us also, to test our love;
this is the lovely game of love…
God plays it too with us:
to test our faith, to test our trust, to test our love…
Prayer, O Beloved, is pure love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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