The Thought Comes First
A thought comes before
the act we do.
If the thought is absent
the act will be through.
To presume to know
the outcome of fate
is to fool yourself
while you sit and wait.
And all the while
the deed you devise
can create your hell
if it is unwise.
So always think
before you proceed
or you may live to rue
the devious deed.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Good Deeds
The right deed is a good deed,
Feathers are reclined on since birth.
One saying carries new meaning
For those who listen and create deeds.
A man’s heart implores goodness from the soul,
This is beautiful when his wishes are met.
The deed of the heart is a greater deed,
It is a highest deed, full of promise.
You are higher than this of course,
The cushions we sit on are relaxing
Due to your tallness and weight,
This is a secret of the soul.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The thought manifests as the word; The word manifests as the deed; The deed develops into habit; And habit hardens into character. So watch the thought and its ways with care, And let it spring from love Born out of concern for all beings.
Deed in goodfaith
Deed in goodfaith
Mensrea absent
Dereliction of duty
Might be present.
No reasonable grounds
To proceed further
Scrap not ordered
And it cracked clear.
We are to win
And stay here for ever.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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God and man
Although God may be known,
apart from the way we do
in worlds, planets unknown
even if we do not mean to,
we judge Him as we find Him in our own
but He knows us from our design, the plan,
knows everything that is thrown
in to a mere body, mind and soul, into man
but more intimately He knows every thought,
sees every single deed
whether good or bad, sought or unsought
and if we live to a creed or however we proceed
but who can tell me why we are born
into a world that is torn apart, into a place of scorn?
poem by Gert Strydom
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To the Shadows
Return to the shadows, return to the grave,
Mighty weathers of change are increasing on this Earth.
Risk a soft deed counting on the lucky ones,
They have menaces, they have callous men
All in Hell.
Have a spectrum of thought and abhorrence,
Actually, the mind of a thinker is sacred.
A soft deed acts, a hard one perpetuates,
So long as manliness teaches the shadows,
All too dark.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Praise You
Lord I really don't know how to write a song,
I'm not always eloquent
sometimes I get it wrong,
But the thing your doing in me I can't describe.
What a fool I'd be if I chose to hide,
this transformation,new motivation.
Thought that we were close I've known you all this time,
but I was just living my life my way just getting by,
Thought that if i do a good deed or two,
that was enough to please you,
I kept the parts I wanted to,
and missed out on the real you.
Chorus:
Now with every step
song performed by by Out Of Eden
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Fell Deed
a fell deed this night,
in the silent dark,
a dagger flashes,
and blood flows.
a fell deed this night,
done in candlelight,
the knife does fall,
as the victim tumbles.
a fell deed this night,
only a slight,
to the killer,
who doth run.
a fell deed this night,
running he be,
through the slight light,
a corner he turns.
a fell deed this night,
a bang a shot,
a gun doth drop,
a killer killed.
a fell deed this night,
a new killer laughs,
an evil sound.
a fell deed this night.
poem by Baden Ronie
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Why A Deed Done To Do
A deed to do that has been done,
Is best left to be discovered...
Than to await to get approval,
By those who will debate...
Why a deed done to do,
With a doing...
To disapprove of the doer.
As the deed done goes undiscussed,
Not to be mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The italians are wise before the deed; the germans in the deed; the french after the deed.
How Will I Appear?
How will I appear when before the Creator
I stand and He calls me forth
to bear testimony of His shattered world,
when every thought, every single deed
and everything that I have spoken,
have written, stand as evidence against me?
Will He look at me in all my transparency
and see the blood of His Son
or will every sin, every vile deed
bear witness of my severe iniquity?
poem by Gert Strydom
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A good deed here, a good deed there, a good thought here, a good comment there, all added up to my career in one way or another.
quote by Sidney Poitier
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A prayer to the Father of heaven
O radiant luminary of light interminable,
Celestial Father, potential God of might,
Of heaven and earth O Lord incomparable,
Of all perfections the essential most perfite !
O maker of mankind, that formëd day and night,
Whose power imperial comprehendeth every place :
Mine heart, my mind, my thought, my whole delight
Is after this life to see thy glorious face.
Whose magnificense is incomprehensible,
All arguments of reason which far doth exceed,
Whose deity doubtless is indivisible,
From whom all goodness and virtue doth proceed ;
Of thy support all creätures have need :
Assist me, good Lord, and grant my of thy grace
To live to thy pleasure in word, thought, and deed,
And after this life to see thy glorious face.
poem by John Skelton
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See off the worries
The deed on your accord may turn bad.
Curse not; the doing gave you pleasure.
The deed thrust on you may turn good.
Regret not the doing, the end in mind.
If the deed out of the will harmed
Ask pardon and repent till the end.
Then you will have beaten your worries.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fate Beckons
Why Should I live in fear,
Why should I live with tears,
When my fate is not to wait,
But to take what's mine
And leave what's yours
You build your Airy castles
From nothing but my blood and sweat
And yet you have hassles
To acknowledge me yet
Who are you?
To judge me so
When it is not for you to..
Who am I
To be judged so
When it is not for me to be..
One day fate will knock.
At my door and yours.
And the judgment of the King
Shall tell for whom the bell tolls.
That day I shall wait,
Joyfully as is my fate.
Be it Heaven or hell
Only time & fate will tell…
poem by Ayan excalibur
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Fate Beckons
Why Should I live in fear,
Why should I live with tears,
When my fate is not to wait,
But to take what's mine
And leave what's yours
You build your Airy castles
From nothing but my blood and sweat
And yet you have hassles
To acknowledge me yet
Who are you?
To judge me so
When it is not for you to..
Who am I
To be judged so
When it is not for me to be..
One day fate will knock.
At my door and yours.
And the judgment of the King
Shall tell for whom the bell tolls.
That day I shall wait,
Joyfully as is my fate.
Be it Heaven or hell
Only time & fate will tell
poem by Ayan excalibur
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A Compassionate Deed
The spring water on the hill meandered its way
Amid the rocks, grass, and fern.
A compassionate man considered it as a potential site
Where exhausted hikers might turn.
He walled in the spring and hung with care
A dipper at the brink.
He thought not of the deed he did,
But that all hikers might rest and drink.
He checked the site often, and the spring,
By the end of summer never dried,
Had quenched the thirst of many parching tongues
And became a haven for the weary and the tired.
The thought was small, but the deed great,
To all those who ventured to the spring on the hill.
A simple fancy of the brain - a welcomed site,
And appreciated by all the hikers still.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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The Act Of Doing Good...
whatever good that i do
i just do it
wherever that good deed goes
to hell or heaven
whether it falls to the hands of the
devil or to the wings of those angels
it does not matter
the responsibility is passed
to the port where
the ship has docked and
anchored its weight
meanwhile i shall do
another good deed again
simply because it is my nature
my essence
my duty and i shall not be hurt
anymore
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fate-6
Fate
a fool in wise
a wise in fool
kind in cruel
cruel in kind
love in hell
a hell in love
divine in brothel
a brothel in divine
polygamy in joy
monogamy in lust
Fate is what...
we never thought of
we never dreamt of
yet, we always feel............
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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Thought is the parent of the deed.
quote by Thomas Carlyle
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The world, as transformed by this creative deed, is better than it would have been had all else remained the same, but had that deed of treason not been done at all.
quote by Josiah Royce
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