Yraggon
Recalled,
Enlisted,
But pray without ceasing!
And, do not neglect prophecies.
Contingent,
Pure, sure, lure, cure;
But do it yourself to comfort your heart,
As, it is proper.
Try this plan and inform Yraggon your friend about it,
Up and down and, front and back;
And like north, south, east and west! !
For a sound mind lives in a sound body.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Everything Is Going To Be Like My Plan
Duty must be fulfilled
But everything is going to be like my plan
People could lie to me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Pray may be often
But everything is going to be like my plan
Time flies uncontrolled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Destiny may not be cooperated
But everything is going to be like my plan
Other plan may ruin mine
But everything is going to be like my plan
Body is reaching the limit
But everything is going to be like my plan
The will should be strengthened
But everything is going to be like my plan
The anxiety may be doubled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Critics never disappear
But everything is going to be like my plan
Life is unfair
But everything is going to be like my plan
The way seems lost
But everything is going to be like my plan
Regret is gnawing my sense
But everything is going to be like my plan
The goal still far away
But everything is going to be like my plan
The future end may unseen
But everything is going to be like my plan
Source may not be enough
But everything is going to be like my plan
Things always change
But everything is going to be like my plan
Problem keeps occurring
But everything is going to be like my plan
World would laugh
But everything is going to be like my plan
Failure keeps happening
But everything is going to be like my plan
Memories may not help
But everything is going to be like my plan
Luck may test me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Love may not support me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Weather wants to rebel
But everything is going to be like my plan
The form may be different
But everything is going to be like my plan
Hope could fool me
But everything is going to be like my plan
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Sperminator
'sperminator', sperm, man, men, perms, pets, am, in, it, is, eat, tea, tar, seat, era, into, an;
And like the time of the wheat harvest!
But you do really resemble my mother.
'Sperminator', art, part, set, rats, ants, tears, ears, pears, sear, main, same, sore, tore, sort;
And like the time of the wheat harvest!
But you do really resemble my sister.
'Sperminator', ten, tan, nets, neat, near, stream, teams, means, sap, raps, times, mates, sit;
And like the time of the wheat harvest!
But you fo really resemble my brother.
'Sperminator', trips, sip, tips, nips, pins, maps, pans, naps, rear, sport, pots, tapes, pore, as;
And like the time of the wheat harvest!
But you really resemble my friend.
'Sperminator', some, mine, into, spot, reaps, pits, at, rapes, tops, rims, ate, sea, sat, more;
And like the time of the wheat harvest!
But you really resemble my neighbour.
Lone, cone, zone, done, bone, gone, hone, none, pone, tone, sure, cure, pure, lure!
You are now awakened by the tree of love;
And like your love in the land of your muse.
Line, wine, fine, dine, cine, sine, mine, nine, pine, tine, vine, sure, cure, pure, lure!
Jealousy is as crule as the grave! !
And like the hate in the land of your muse.
Wake, fake, lake, take, make, bake, cake, hake, quake, rake, sake, sure, cure, pure, lure!
And like what you are doing now in the dark! !
But your deeds are always notified by your acts.
Thunder, founder, under, bounder, rounder, sounder, sure, cure, pure, lure!
Awakened under the big apple tree;
But your muse is like the sounds of war!
Hour, four, our, sour, pour, dour, jour, lour, tour, your, fuel, cruel, duel, gruel!
But who bore you and brought you forth?
For the bombs are now killing all of us! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Recorded
Ian Smith's Rhodesia,
Robert Mugabe's Zimbabwe,
Idi Amin's Uganda,
Do not neglect the prophesies;
For we will surely pay for our sins,
While we live on this earth alive of dead.
Hanging on the traditions,
Pray without ceasing and rejoice always;
But remember that,
Our sins are recorded in heaven.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Mother's Heart.
Mother's heart is always so PURE,
That always makes you CURE.
Mother's heart always WORRIES,
When she hears kids QUERIES.
Mother's heart is always with COMFORT,
When kids are in TROUBLE.
Mother's heart is always STRONG,
When we try to mend our WRONGS.
Mother's heart is always at TASK,
When we always ASK.
Mother's heart is always at CALL,
When we always FALL.
Mother's heart is always RIGHT,
When we take things LIGHT.
And if I had a choice of Mother's -
You would be the on I'd select.
poem by Anju Addanki
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Whipping
Race is the name of the game
Along with my horse I enlisted my name
I whipped my horse giving him pain
I had a plan for both of us to win.
He did not know
So fast why he had to go!
Race is the name of the game
My Master enlisted my name
He whips me giving me pain
As if He has a plan to make me win.
What's if somebody gives another name of the game?
It will not change; the game will be the same
We are all the players of the game
What, when, how and why if they claim
If even one starts giving me and my Master a blame
Still we have to suffer and intake the pain
My Master knows better what game we have to win!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Hear My Prayer!
Pain, I have never felt
nor I knew of such pain
I poured compassion and sympathy
with the bottle of medicine
do I know how much,
the suffering in depth of you
it was an occasion, not planned
but the sickened face needed
the words of mine to cure
I do pray two times a day
asking the god to end
your painful life,
to comfort you with less suffering
to bring you miracle
to bring you cure, the wall
of sympathy stops me from
feeling for you, here I stand
far away from you
trying to comfort you with silence
words that won't reach you
keep on smiling, that will bring
some hope for the ones like
you to share....
Comfort One Another
If you've got hope, if you've got love,
Comfort one another...
For this will please the Lord above,
Jesus Christ, our Brother...
Though all like sheep have gone astray,
Consider what He's done,
For He Himself taught us to pray,
So that we might be one...
That's why we pray... through smiles, through tears,
Through all that life provides.
For God is faithful through the years,
Through centuries, God guides...
We're not alone by day or night,
Lord Jesus never leaves,
Because in us He takes delight,
He's in the air each breathes...
The same air Jesus breathed on Earth,
Still circulates around,
It's in each child that's granted birth...
Yes, everywhere it's found...
This world awaits the Son of Man,
Just like the Bride of Christ...
God's prophecies reveal God's plan,
As yet unrealised...
Be patient, children of the Lord...
Hold fast to faith within,
For not one prayer shall be ignored,
Therefore, let's not give in...
As long as there are stars above,
As long as Israel stands,
The world is held by Christ above,
Safe in the Saviour's hands...
(July 2011/Written especially for Voice In The Wilderness)
poem by Denis Martindale
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Endure
Endure, cure, sure, pure, jure, lure!
But, it was very plain to you;
And through variuos means! !
However, it was a brief foundation.
Wealth and health,
You've got what you need from me!
And you now know how to get to me;
However, i've to endure this brief foundation.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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God Rest Ye Merry, Gentleman
God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
In Bethlehem, in Israel,
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
From God our Heavenly Father
A blessed Angel came;
And unto certain Shepherds
Brought tidings of the same:
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by Name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
"Fear not then," said the Angel,
"Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Saviour
Of a pure Virgin bright,
To free all those who trust in Him
From Satan's power and might."
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding
In tempest, storm and wind:
And went to Bethlehem straightway
The Son of God to find.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
And when they came to Bethlehem
Where our dear Saviour lay,
They found Him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His Mother Mary kneeling down,
Unto the Lord did pray.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood-aca
song performed by by Carly Simon
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Ill Be Yours
When I first saw you my heart said, yes
Youd be the one to cure my loneliness
And so every night I pray,
Pray that some day you will say
Pray that youll say you love me and then Ill be yours
I see you everyday you say hello
But I cant say a word
I love you so
And so every night I pray,
Pray that some day you will say
Pray that youll say you love me and then Ill be yours
I love you so, but you will never know
You think Im just a friend, that all Ill ever be, I know
I just a dreamer, its nothing new
But still I hope someday theyll all come true
And so every night I pray,
Pray that some day you will say
Pray that youll say you love me and then Ill be yours
Say youll love me and then Ill be yours
song performed by by Carpenters
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How to Pray?
Pray incessantly;
Pray most fervently;
Pray with all your heart;
God will do His part!
Pray most sensibly;
Pray most effectively;
Pray deep from your heart;
Pray as if an art!
Pray for prolonged time;
Pray in any clime;
Pray by singing rhymes;
God’s answers chime!
Pray in holy place;
Pray with heav’nly gaze;
Pray for human race;
Pray in many ways.
Let prayers rise up high;
Let prayers pierce the sky;
Let prayers touch God’s heart,
As blessings divine start!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-14-2009
poem by John Celes
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My Heart Again
It is again, in the widths of darkness,
It is again, seeking for happiness,
It is again, looking for pureness,
My heart again, yes my heart.
My heart hurts, Burning the same way,
My heart hurts, looking for the same day,
My heart hurts, facing the same history
My heart again, Yes my heart.
Why now, you make me blue?
Why now, should you put me in glue?
Why now, living me without a clue?
My heart again, Yes my heart.
Its you who told me to run away,
Its you, who said it was never okay,
Its you, who is a wild cherry,
My heart again, yes my heart.
Please my heart be sure,
Please my heart make me pure,
Please my heart be my cure,
PLEASE MY HEART NOT AGAIN.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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To His Wife
O Pure of soul, and fond and deep of heart
For those who darkened be,
Lift up thy holy voice, at morn and eve,
And pray for me,—
For me, who for this thronging world’s hot strife
A prize hath brought to be
Among the known—but sweet too dearly earned;
Ah, pray for me.
Not aye the scholar’s path a track of peace,
Nor from the dread sins free;
Hard by the Isles of Truth doth Circe prowl;
Oh, pray for me.
The spirits’ hell-gloom and its hurricane
Round studious cells may be;
Thou patient Moon of Memory’s dreary sky,
Oh, pray for me.
When through thy well-known window, oped beneath
The uneasy, whispering tree,
Burn stars we children two have tried to count,
Then pray for me.
At hour of rest, and when the moon makes pleased
The melancholy sea,
And noon’s surcease of happy household toil,
Yes, pray for me.
Some solace for this wrung and rifted heart,
That, wheresoe’er thou be,
Thou wilt, God’s holiest gift, thou woman pure,
Yet pray for me.
poem by Daniel Henry Deniehy
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Trophim the hermit prays to Virgin Mary [Se-nchină Trofim pustnicul, Fecioarei Maria]
We sin, O, Virgin Mary, pure and brave,
In deed, and speech, and thought. We always sin:
Because right from the cradle to the grave,
We live in sin without and deep within.
And through repentance, which is blessed and right,
Our parents' sin we expiate for sure,
Have mercy on poor Trophim in his fight
With his relentless and unending lure.
To You I offer prayers hot and meek,
O, taintless Mother, and in truth I speak;
When in the shade you bloom like lilies shy,
Out of your limpid heart dew drops, I pray,
Which mirror the entire clear blue sky,
Into our souls pour gently right away.
poem by Al. O. Teodoreanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Cry Now Only Tears Of Joy
Cry now only tears of joy, for our destiny has arrived:
All is ever now as we have always dreamt it would be;
More, evermore than we thought it ever could be-
Our lives, up until now have been a bit contrived!
Your beauteous spirit and heart's glorious resplendence
Lend value more than could possibly be quantified,
Always shall you be in my heart, glorified-
Swiftly did you rise to your level of ascendence!
Always and forever, neither long enough to ensure
A ceasing of love, of this you may be certain!
Knowledge of such serves as my heart's curtain,
This is a lasting ardor, wanton not of a cure!
Fortuitous beyond measure assuredly I am indeed,
Powerless to resist this amative, defeat I do concede!
20 October 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Aint No Cure For Love
I loved you for a long, long time
I know this love is real
It dont matter how it all went wrong
That dont change the way I feel
And I cant believe that times
Gonna heal this wound Im speaking of
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love.
Im aching for you baby
I cant pretend Im not
I need to see you naked
In your body and your thought
Ive got you like a habit
And Ill never get enough
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love
There aint no cure for love
There aint no cure for love
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
The holy books are open wide
The doctors working day and night
But theyll never ever find that cure for love
There aint no drink no drug
(ah tell them, angels)
Theres nothing pure enough to be a cure for love
I see you in the subwayand I see you on the bus
I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up
I see your hand, I see your hair
Your bracelets and your brush
And I call to you, I call to you
But I dont call soft enough
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love
I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go
When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul
I dont need to be forgiven for loving you so much
Its written in the scriptures
Its written there in blood
I even heard the angels declare it from above
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure,
There aint no cure for love
There aint no cure for love
There aint no cure for love
All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
The holy books are open wide
The doctors working day and night
But theyll never ever find that cure,
That cure for love
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Locomotive
Gonna find a way to cure this loneliness
Yeah I'll find a way to cure the pain
If I said that you're my friend and our love would never end
How long before I had your trust again
I opened up the doors when it was cold outside
Hopin' that you'd find your own way in
But how can I protect you or try not to neglect you
When you won't take the love I have to give
I bought me an illusion and I put it on the wall
I let it fill my head with dreams and I had to have them all
But oh the taste is never so sweet as what you'd believe it is
Well I guess it never is
I's these prejudiced illusions that pump the blood to the heart of the biz
You know I never thought that it could take so long
You know I never knew how to be strong
Yeah
song performed by by Guns n' roses from Use Your Illusion II
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The Day The World Gets round
The day the world gets round
To understanding where it is,
Using all its found,
To help each other, hand in hand
The day the world gets round
To understanding where its gone
Losing so much ground
Killing each other, hand in hand
Such foolishness in man
I want no part of their plan - oh no
If youre the destructive kind
Now Im working from day to day
As I dont want to be like you
I look for the pure of heart
And the ones that have made a start,
But lord, there are just a few
Who bow before you,
In silence they pray,
Oh how they pray for the day the
World gets round
Using all theyve found
To help each other, hand in hand
The day the world gets round
song performed by by George Harrison
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How Do I Pray?
Pray, pray
How do I pray?
Usually at the
end of my day.
Pray, pray
For what do I pray?
I pray for peace
in everyone's day.
Pray, pray
To whom do I pray?
To my soul giver
that's not far away.
Pray, pray
Why do I pray?
For if there's a heaven
maybe someday
The praying was worth it
and then I'll know
where those that don't pray
will have to stay.
And pray and pray
and pray all day.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Butterfly
Deep ocean,
Deep love,
And like the drummers and the dancers!
Deep ocean,
Deep love,
And like the butterfly in your garden!
But, in the passage of time.
The Chinese letters,
The elephant,
The soldier ant,
The tortoise,
Art talks! !
Pure, sure, cure, lure;
And like a jump into the world stage!
But i am as calm as the butterfly in your garden.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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