Judgement Day
Who's going to judge me when I die?
No one else other than I.
For who knows better what I have done?
I can't think of anyone.
I will see my life in full reflection
and know where I have failed.
And understanding of this will help me to see
that I rue these things sorrowfully.
I will atone for all of my mistakes
and then take wing and soar.
I'll become as a new born babe again
just as I've been before.
There is no judgemental God I must face.
There is only little old me.
And I am the strict enforcer
of all that I'm striving to be.
So I'll take my rest from the trials on earth
and enjoy celestial calm.
I'll visit with angels and the Gods on high
and recite the 23rd psalm.
And after I tire of this pleasant respite
I'll ask to return once more
to face the adventures of life anew
and all that I need to explore.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Phoenix
In the movie the gray, men face death, some consciously believe in an after life, others do not, through the pain and trials some spontaneously come to their own understanding or experience of death. A pack of wolves is pursuing them, almost for certain they are not going to make it, but still they go on trying as our human instincts compel us. This leads to some of the more basic ideas of the movie, Alfa, dominance, strength and courage, how we face death is intertwined with how we face life. On a more primal level, we create our own phoenix, our own rebirth by how we face death. Unconsciously we all have our own allegiance, understanding of life, death and the after life.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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All men to me are god-like Gods!
All men to me are god-like Gods!
My eyes no longer see
vice or fault.
Life on this suffering earth
is now endless delight;
the heart at rest, full,
overflowing.
In the mirror, the face and its reflection --
they watch each other;
different, but one.
And, when the stream pours into the ocean...
no more stream!
poem by Sant Tukaram
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Out of the…is Born a …
Out of the mire is born a gorgeous flower;
Out of the noise is born a dead silence;
Out of the storm is born, calm!
Out of the strife is born a pleasant life;
Out of the filth is born flora, fauna;
Out of the chaos is born clarity.
Out of the exercise is born a healthy body;
Out of the training is born wisdom;
Out of the learning is born a scholar!
Out of the confession is born a soul afilled with grace;
Out of the Holy Book is born the word of God;
Out of the prayers is born answers from God!
Out of the rain is born the verdure shoots;
Out of the sun is born the growing plants;
Out of the dawn is born a lovely day;
Out of the dusk is born a quiet night!
Out of the hunger is born an appetite;
Out of the dainty food is born satiety;
Out of the wine is born inebriety.
Out of the fasting is born controlled senses;
Out of the inhibition is born a civilized person;
Out of the nature’s furies is born forbearance;
Out of the war is born a newer peace.
Out of the mistakes done is born a new resolve;
Out of the struggle is born a long-lasting freedom;
Out of the perseverance is born an accomplishment.
Out of the light is born a new day on earth;
Out of the night is born a starry sky;
Out of the dark clouds is born an aureole moon.
Out of the boredom is born a life of joy;
Out of the trials, travail is born a mind of steel;
Out of the woes is born a content heart!
Out of the parent’s love is born a loving child;
Out of the love of God is born forgiveness of sins;
Out of the mercy of God is born a soul for heaven!
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Life
Tourney is not the life so
Journey for the Adventures.
Hurdles which we Face,
Wiggle not more for the Race.
Tear the false Face and
Gear to enjoy the life's Pace.
Never it was too Late so
Shower in the Life's Gate.
poem by P. Ashok Kumar
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Never Tire
I offer prayers each day
When I awake and get ready to play
New game each day of the life with joy
Look at sky with smiling face and enjoy
It has been formed as inseparable part
Prayers are to be offered when the day starts
Who knows when will we be offered grace again?
Life is on going struggle and must sustain the pain
When sun appears over the horizon
The blue water gets nice reflection
Provide us with the golden chance
As if it is to be availed it at once
Sun rays create ripple in the calm water
As if the course is gong to alter
There may be turmoil in coming moments
It has to be watched with heavy movements
The light spreads with clear message
Come to the full strength when I am ablaze
Take as much as you can and utilize
I have been assigned for you to oblige
I shall never tire
For which you must admire
Life is full of satire
Will aggravate more if put on fire
Life is never offered again
So think like sun and remain
In full fray when time is opportune
Every thing is subject to decay and not immune
The sun may rise and set
So be in command and never get late
Any time clouds may cover the sun
You will have less time at disposal to run
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Wings
If GOD had given man wings
As he did the angels upon their birth
Would Man be satisfied with the Earth below
Or would he neglect all and for GOD he would search.
Would he throw all of his dreams and wishes away
As he would fly towards the heavens and sky
Would his only thought was to find GOD himself
And forever he would search until he would die.
Would his life be forever searching
And never one place would he call home
Neglecting the Earth and soil on the ground below
And always would he roam.
If GOD had given man wings
As he did to the birds up in the sky
Would GOD want man to visit him
Or just to give Man the ability to try.
Would Man then think that he was GODS equal
If he too like the birds had wings on his back
Or would he think that he was one of GODS Angels
And then against creatures he would fight and attack.
But then GOD he indeed knows all
As been preached by pastors, leaders and Kings
So I look up in the sky as the birds soar with content
I am am so happy GOD never gave man any wings.
poem by Randy McClave
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All Differences Put Aside
They come in all colors and kinds, with different hearts and minds,
From various parts of this world, all with different stories to herald,
Each one will come to understand, ways and cultures of their land,
Diverse people from every nation, but, all in need of one salvation.
All may possess a different belief, in a world full of pain and grief,
With many ways to approach life, to deal with daily pain and strife,
But, nothing compares with Grace, regardless of the trials we face,
The Grace received in Jesus Christ, sustaining Believers in this life.
Belief may be religious or secular, with a difference they both infer,
One, God’s existence is believed, the other, in Him there’s no need,
But, for both, every knee will bend, when their life comes to an end,
For each will bow to their Creator, as their Judge or Blessed Savior.
As different as all nations may be, all peoples will still face eternity,
Many people differ from you and I, but, born like us they surely die,
Death is appointed to all of us, according to God, we return to dust,
And every soul on earth we see, Judgment from the God of Eternity.
All men will take that last breath, passing away through natural death,
And the position one took spiritually, will dictate their place Eternally,
Whether it be eternal death or life, is decided by your belief in Christ,
As He’s the world’s only Salvation, decreed by God for every nation.
(Copyright ©010/2009)
Psalm 95
A Psalm before prayer.
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name,
And in his strength rejoice;
When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.
With thanks approach his awful sight,
And psalms of honor sing;
The Lord's a God of boundless might,
The whole creation's King.
Let princes hear, let angels know,
How mean their natures seem,
Those gods on high and gods below,
When once compared with him.
Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
Lies in his spacious hand;
He fixed the seas what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.
Come, and with humble souls adore,
Come, kneel before his face
O may the creatures of his power
Be children of his grace!
Now is the time; he bends his ear,
And waits for your request;
Come, lest he rouse his wrath and swear,
"Ye shall not see my rest."
poem by Isaac Watts
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Faces Of The World
There are 4 faces of the world
One is happy, the other is sad
Another is angry and the last face is calm
The first face is happy
Where you’re hopeful and full of life
You admire everything in everyday life
If it’s real or even if it’s made of clay
The other face is sad
Where everything you see is dim
You’re sad with everything in the world
As if you’re looking at a blackboard
Another face is angry
Where you feel so furious
You believe
That maybe life is unfair
Or maybe it’s your friends
And the last face is calm
Where you feel numbness
You’re just sitting there
Not doing a thing
As a useless player
In a football game
poem by Batool Rabab'ah
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Thoughts
Don't be astonish by the looks,
Looks are so deceiving......
Don't be terrified by my actions...
Cause u don't know what I have been though to commit such a crime...
Innocent don't look on anyone face...
Don't judge a man by what he do for a living..
Everyone has to eat.
Don't rate me as the best because am not in the ranking with the greats..and no one knows me...
Don't be a trouble maker to society,
Be a motivation or a leader..
Don't judge a man by his principal,
But rate him through his hard work and commitment...
Don't be a follower all your life,
Always aim to be a leader....
Don't be a victim to vanity, because your life will end up in the drain....
Accept correction learn from your mistakes..
Be who u want to be not what people what u to be..
At the end you just a lonely man walking the face of the earth trying to gain wisdom, knowledge and power...........
poem by Donavan Avril
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Fleeing Away
My thoughts soar not as they ought to soar,
Higher and higher on soul-lent wings;
But ever and often and more and more
They are dragged down earthward by little things,
By little troubles and little needs,
As a lark might be tangled among the weeds.
My purpose is not what it ought to be,
Steady and fixed, like a star on high,
But more like a fisherman's light at sea;
Hither and thither it seems to fly--
Sometimes feeble, and sometimes bright,
Then suddenly lost in the gloom of night.
My life is far from my dream of life--
Calmly contented, serenely glad;
But, vexed and worried by daily strife,
It is always troubled and ofttimes sad--
And the heights I had thought I should reach one day
Grow dimmer and dimmer, and farther away.
My heart never finds the longed-for rest;
Its worldly striving, its greed for gold,
Chilled and frightened the calm-eyed guest
Who sometimes sought me in days of old;
And ever fleeing away from me
Is the higher self that I long to be.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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If There's A God
If there's a God that God is for everybody and in every good person that God you will find
And if there's a God that God is not judgemental but understanding very wise and kind
The fundimentalists say that their God is a true God and those who pray to other Gods to false Gods pray
The true God than their God must be far kinder a far superior God in every way,
Some people who are spiritual as well as quite wise say there's only one God and that's the God within
And that God is ever kind and none judgemental and capable of forgiving even mortal sin
The God men wage war for is not a true God and many go to war in their God's name
A true God would not need them as worshippers war to a true God would be a thing of shame
If there's a God that God is a kind spirit and far greater than the God's we hear about
He even could embrace the non believers and give them the benefit of any doubt
The Gods we hear about they do seem cruel Gods so egotistical in their own way
An eye for an eye does seem for to appease them for everyone's life a true God respect would pay
And if there's a God that God is for all people unlike the God that humankind create
A God who believes on a fair go for all people and the only God we ought to celebrate.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Unexpected
Dim looked the stars then disappeared
Behind the clouds pale moon appeared.
Like a damsel after a shower,
Combed hair on face lower.
The clouds passed the sky cleared,
The stars and moon again appeared.
As fairy moving away her hair,
Her face appeared so clean and fair.
Things looked calm the night waning,
The clouds gathered anew the planning.
A shawl the sky wore again,
The bitter breeze again began.
On chest of earth fell flakes of snow,
No dawn joy, no life's flow.
The trees and roofs were clothed in white,
Thus harsh became a pleasant night.
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As One Very Powerful Deity
Gods created the universe,
That's what numerous bibles state,
All life the creators did disperse,
Then they left us to our fate.
The miracle is the diversity of life,
Just how do we all survive?
Is it these Gods who give us strife?
Or do they help us to stay alive?
What came first the chicken or the egg?
I guess only the Gods can tell,
It truly is a question to beg,
It's like, is there a Heaven and Hell.
They must all be really clever,
As it was completed in six full days,
Work on the seventh, never,
That's their day to laze.
Could that mean that Gods needs rest?
Surely that can't be true,
I would imagine they'd all be full of zest,
Or I'd imagine chaos would ensue.
An endless cosmos forever evolving,
Keeping it safe is a major task,
Constant problems which do need resolving,
For our Gods help we all tend to ask.
They must be busy all year round,
Well apart from their day of leisure,
Wherever there's trouble to be found,
We all pray to our national treasure.
Humans believe in multiple Gods,
Yet religion can be so unforgiving,
That is why we are all at odds,
Dying is the reason we are living.
Before we pass we live in hope,
That to Gods Heaven we will ascend,
If we don't, how would we cope,
As past mistakes we cannot amend.
Who made them and who made their maker?
Or are they all just one big illusion,
If they are that would be an Earth shaker,
All that would do is create more confusion.
Myself, well I've been thinking hard,
If these beings are so high and mighty,
The creator of the Gods I would have to regard,
‘' As One Very Powerful Deity ‘'
We Have Peace
We focus where we need to be, not on present trouble, but Eternity,
Trouble like waves, disturbs calm, but, we’re in His awesome palm,
Through the troubling times ahead, we won’t fill with fear and dread,
When we focus on Truths we know, as this life’s trials come and go.
We can’t fall out of God’s Hand, no matter what comes on the land,
In His Hand we’re safe and sound, even though trials mount around,
The waves of trials may not cease, but in the Lord we get our peace,
Guided safely through all harms, protected by His Everlasting Arms.
We come to God loaded with care, when troubles in life seem unfair,
And when we come to Him for rest, He does for our life what is best.
Only in Jesus Christ, our Lord, can Believers here, rest fully assured,
When trials in this life do come, no matter why or where they’re from.
Our future is not upon this earth, but, one from God of special worth,
A future not built on political might, but, one which is Eternally bright,
An Eternal Kingdom sure to come, installed and ruled by God’s Son,
That shall surpass all that we see, extending over all through Eternity.
This is the reason we have peace, when dark times on earth increase,
The Hope in Christ calms our fears, as worldly trials around us nears.
I have but one question for you, no matter what you’re going through,
Do you have peace in God’s Son, and will you reign in His Kingdom?
(Copyright ©10/2008)
A Remorseful Plea
If I should drink from the nectar of the Gods
and return to my youth once more,
Would the Gods be with me
or would it be as before?
For all that I did was not enough.
My life was left undone.
Would the sweetness of the nectar
be accompanied by the sun?
Or would my life be a revolving door
making me atone
for all I left unfinished
and all I did bemoan?
As the bitterness that quenched my thirst
was not a pleasant drink,
still I drank and drank of it
and never stopped to think
of time I wasted on trivialities
which hindered my eyes
from seeing the most important of all
before a teardropp dries.
To become at home with all there is
to make me feel complete
and never wrestle with 'What should I do? '
with the sorrowful ones I meet.
Oh that the Gods would hear my plea
and understand how I feel,
they would offer that cup of nectar to drink
so that my soul could heal.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Token of Life!
When life gives a token to retrospect
Smile for good & learn from bad days
Permeate through past, let never invade
It's the memory lane not cliches.
Man is nature's best marvel,
Unique in his own state
Deals with adventures in life
And survives its monotony, when overplayed.
Wisdom is to keep on running
No matter how long or what it takes
The destination is already set
But paramount is the joy one makes.
Don't count others favors
Or say their grass is Green
Stems only bitterness
Water your turf, keep it clean.
Be grateful, never forgrant blessings
Explore creativity, will set you fly
Love the life and the people around
Feet on ground, yet gaze very high.
Your life is your gift from God,
The rest stays Inconsequential
This recall will bring smile to your face
Glee would be vast, bliss quintessential.
poem by Samima Shah
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After all these years, I am still involved in the process of self-discovery. It's better to explore life and make mistakes than to play it safe. Mistakes are part of the dues one pays for a full life.
quote by Sophia Loren
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Take To The Sky
I met you just last year
You were the one
I wanted to be near
To hold, to love, to kiss, to be with,
To just have around for all of my life
But you were gone,
So far away...
I couldn’t hold that precious face
I was just left with so much space
I feared I would never see you again…
Let’s take to the sky
Just take to the sky my dear
Let’s take to the sky
And just fly away from here
I wanna see your face again
And hold you in my arms
I wanna have you here with me
And soar until we’re free
You left me the other day
And I thought that I would die
I feared I wouldn’t breathe again
and watch my life pass by
A few days pass
You act like nothing happened
But I can see right through you
And can tell you’re missing me
Let’s take to the sky
Just take to the sky my dear
Let’s take to the sky
And just fly away from here
I wanna see your face again
And hold you in my arms
I wanna have you here with me
And soar until we’re free
Your soundtrack never stops playing for me
It keeps repeating
Being told all of these things
Made me want to block it all out
And never even believe
But now time has passed,
Things are better; I can’t wait to see you.
Let’s take to the sky
Just take to the sky my dear
Let’s take to the sky
And just fly away from here
I wanna see your face again
And hold you in my arms
I wanna have you here with me
And soar until we’re free
poem by Xx Charmer Xx
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The Mistake Of Falling For You
In life I have made mistakes
And sorrowfully now count another
It was to you I felt my heart falling
It was you who invaded my dreams
As beautiful as they were inspiring
I never wish to feel that way again
My heart bought a one way ticket
From you there was no return
And there alone my heart wept
I chanced myself to your care
You stood silent unmoving
Saying more that I wished to hear
All you did was look away
I fell for you it was my mistake
Maybe I should not chance my heart
Maybe I should not dream again
In life I have made mistakes
And in falling for you
I found only pain
poem by Matthew Holloway
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