Ernestness
The hurry of the times affects us so
In this swift rushing hour, we crowd and press
And thrust each other backward as we go,
And do not pause to lay sufficient stress
Upon that good, strong, true word, Earnestness.
In our impetuous haste, could we but know
Its full, deep meaning, its vast import, oh,
Then might we grasp the secret of success!
In that receding age when men were great,
The bone and sinew of their purpose lay
In this one word. God likes an earnest soul—
Too earnest to be eager. Soon or late
It leaves the spent horde breathless by the way,
And stands serene, triumphant at the goal.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Will
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate,
Can circumvent or hinder or control
The firm resolve of a determined soul.
Gifts count for nothing; will alone is great;
All things give way before it, soon or late.
What obstacle can stay the mighty force
Of the sea-seeking river in its course,
Or cause the ascending orb of day to wait?
Each well-born soul must win what it deserves.
Let the fool prate of luck. The fortunate
Is he whose earnest purpose never swerves,
Whose slightest action or inaction serves
The one great aim. Why, even Death stands still,
And waits an hour sometimes for such a will.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Thought-Magnets
With each strong thought, with every earnest longing
For aught thou deemest needful to thy soul,
Invisible vast forces are set thronging
Between thee and that goal.
‘Tis only when some hidden weakness alters
And changes thy desire, or makes it less,
That this mysterious army ever falters
Or stops short of success.
Thought is a magnet; and the longed-for pleasure
Or boon, or aim, or object, is the steel;
And is attainment hangs but on the measure
Of what thy soul can feel.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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God Must Have Spent... (Groove Station To Station Mix)
Can this be true, tell me can this be real
How can I put into words what I feel
My life was complete, I thought I was whole
Why do I feel like I'm losing control
I never thought that love could feel like this
Then you changed my world with just one kiss
How can it be that right here with me
There's an angel, it's a miracle
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that I never could keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must have spent a little more time on you
Oh a little more time, yes he did baby
In all of creation, all things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than and diamond or pearl
They broke the mold when you came in this world
And I'm trying hard to figure out
Just how I ever did without
The warmth of your smile, the heart of a child
That's deep inside and leaves me purified
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that I never could keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must have spent a little more time on you
On you...
Yes he did baby
I never thought that love could feel like this
Then you changed my world with just one kiss
How can it be that right here with me
There's an angel, it's a miracle
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that I never could keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must have spent a little more time on you
On you...
God must have spent a little more time on you
A little more time on you, oh
song performed by by N Sync
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The Word
Find the word, understand the word,
Depend on the word;
The word is heaven and space, the word the earth,
The word the universe.
The word is in our ears, the word is on our tongues,
The word the idol.
The word is the holy book, the word is harmony,
The word is music.
The word is magic, the word the Guru.
The word is the body, the word is the spirit, the word is being,
The word Not-being.
The word is man, the word is woman,
The Worshipped Great.
The word is the seen and unseen, the word is the existent
And the non-existent.
Know the word, says Kabir,
The word is All-powerful.
A Little More Time On You
Written by Sturken/Rogers
Yeah....
Oh yes
Ohhh..yeah..
Can this be true?
Tell me, can this be real?
How can I put into words what I feel?
My life was complete
I thought I was whole
Why do I feel like I'm losing control?
I never thought that love could feel like this
and you've changed my world with just one kiss.
How can it be that right here with me
there's an angel?
It's a miracle...
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep
Your soul is like a secret
That I could never keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must of spent...
A little more time
On you...
(A little more time, yes he did baby)
In all of creation
All things great and small
You are the one that surpasses them all
More precious than
Any diamond or pearl
They broke the mold
When you came in this world
And I'm trying hard to figure out
Just how I ever did without
The warmth of your smile
The heart of a child
That's deep inside
Leaves me purified
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep (and deep)
Your soul is like a secret
That I could never keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must of spent...
A little more time
On you...
(on you, on you, on you, you....on you, on you, on you, you..) ohhh...
(on you, on you, on you, you....on you, on you, on you, you..) yeah...
Never thought that love could feel like this
and you changed my world with just one kiss.
How can it be that right here with me
There's an angel?
It's a miracle...
Your love is like a river
Peaceful and deep (peaceful and deep)
Your soul is like a secret
That I could never keep
When I look into your eyes
I know that it's true
God must of spent...
A little more time
On you...
(on you, on you, on you, you..)
God must of spent...
A little more time
on you
(on you, on you..you....you..oooh..yeah)
A little more time
on you...ohhh
song performed by by N Sync
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God Must Have Spent A Little More Time On You
Can this be true
Tell me can this be real
How can i put into words how i feel
My life was complete
I thought i was whole
why do i feel like i'm loosing control
Never thought that love could feel like this
and you changed my world with just one kiss
How can it be that right here with me
theres an angel
its a miracle
CHORUS
Your love is like a river
Peacful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that i never could keep
when i look into your eyes
I know that its true
god must have spent a little more time on you
In all of creations all things great and small
you are the one that surpasses them all
more precious then any diamond or pearls
they broke the mold when you came in this world
And i'm trying hard to figure out just how i ever did without
the warmth of your smile
the heart of a child
thats deep inside
leaves me purified
CHORUS
Your love is like a river
Peacful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that i never could keep
when i look into your eyes
I know that its true
god must have spent a little more time on you
Never thought that love could feel like this
and you changed my world with just one kiss
How can it be that right here with me
theres an angel
its a miracle
CHORUS
Your love is like a river
Peacful and deep
Your soul is like a secret that i never could keep
when i look into your eyes
I know that its true
god must have spent a little more time on you
song performed by by N Sync from N Sync
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What is earnest is not always true; on the contrary, error is often more earnest than truth.
quote by Benjamin Disraeli
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What is earnest is not always true; on the contrary, error is often more earnest than truth.
quote by Benjamin Disraeli
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I starred
I stared at that glaring eye
Somehow I was attracted but don’t know why?
She had magic eye with magnetic pull
There prevailed peace and lull
I could see it inviting
Passion and love was fully igniting
It was tremendous pull from unknown direction
She stood there with amazing sill and action
I could see some tears rushing
She was hardly in control about pushing
It surfaced with great pain and surprise
Wanted full assurance with promise
She is princess of her own state
Even though the sadness has come very late
She was with all the comforts and luxury
Until pushed to deception and treachery
May be it was god sent chance
She had not seen me even at once
I was to become her adorable friend
With all the happiness and joy till the end
It is not that she was not beautiful
She was attractive but not at all deceitful
It seemed she wanted to be all for good and faithful
I closed eye and wished it to be successful
Her eyes wanted full assurance and guarantee
That she will be totally yokeless and free
Breathe in fresh air like cuckoo
And I was the one for her to woo
Not that all our wishes come true
Even if we try honestly and prove
But nothing can stop us to be real one
That position can’t be taken by anyone
I saw complete shine on her shining face
I could find no tears with any trace
She was all for smile as with new happiness
She was ready to fly with in complete readiness
I will certainly miss those eager eyes
I may not be able to stay even with strong and earnest try
But I would offer her wings to fly in direction
Where she finds complete joy and happiness with her action
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Living Word
I thank God for the day I heard the proclamation of The Living Word.
Faith comes from hearing, my friend, hearing the very Word of God,
Now The Word goes with me always to be proclaimed wherever I trod.
I thank The Lord as The Living Word entered my heart the day I heard.
The Word is very powerful my friend, as sharp as a two-edged sword.
It penetrates to divide soul and spirit to the attitude of the heart,
Convicting one of what really matters, once The Spirit truly starts.
The Word will fulfill its purpose as The Living God is not ignored.
The Living Word can truly change you, with no doubt about its power.
It took me from a world of darkness, where I lived but had no sight,
And opened my eyes from spiritual blindness into a world of light.
Maybe if you heard The Word you would accept Him this very hour.
But how can they hear and believe if no one has been sent to preach?
How can they have the inner peace deep within that will never cease?
Beautiful are the feet of those who preach the Good News of peace.
That is why I so eagerly choose to seek any available heart to reach.
As you face life's final curtain The Word alone is full of certainty.
God has prepared a place in Paradise for all of those who are His,
And for the unwise, fools and scoffers, He's prepared a fiery abyss.
God's not hindered by your uncertainty and ahead for all is Eternity.
(Copyright ©04/2004)
Breathless
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!!
My control
That's what you take from me
Damned my soul
And you won't let me be
Stop me in my tracks, there's no looking back
I can't see (no)
It's much too late
I feel great
You take my breath away
You leave me breathless
You got me helpless
You take my breath away
You leave me breathless
You got me helpless
You take my breath away
Inside-out, that's how she turns my head
All my doubts are never put to bed
She's got me runnin' blind, never think I'll find sanity (oh)
Hyperventilate, nothing's a in her place
She takes my breath away
And leaves me breathless
Yes I'm so helpless
She takes my breath away
You leave me breathless
I'm so helpless
You take my breath away
You take me if I breath
And never let me know
You cast a spell on me, and you don't let me go go go go go
You leave me breathless
You got me helpless
You take my breath away
You leave me breathless
I'm so helpless
You take my breath away
You leave me breathless (oh, oh)
You leave me breathless
I'm breathless, breathless
You leave me breathless
Leave me breathless!
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Writing's A Tonic! (The Poem's Acrostic!)
Writing's a tonic, yes, indeed!
Relaxing to the mind!
In times of stress, in times of need,
To help you to unwind!
In truth, the pen is mightier!
No doubt at all in this...
God knows our meanings must be clear
Succinct won't go amiss!
A gentle word, a piece of prose,
Triumphant themes and more,
Opinions sought, meant to propose,
Not easy to ignore!
I've done my part, this much is true...
Calligraphy's now up to YOU!
poem by Denis Martindale
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The f word and me
The other day we discussed reasons
why people use
the magical f word.
a Young woman is of the opinion
that it’s because of a lack of imperfect language,
where a person’s vocabulary
lacks other words to use.
I think that there are many more other reasons
to slip in everywhere
and that vocabulary
has very little
or nothing to do with it.
One thing that can incite it
is exposure,
where people hear it
hundreds of times
every day
like in an army.
Subsequently without intention
it becomes part of your conversation
and your own vocabulary,
without drawing any attention
with yourself.
The word f is a power word
that give colour intensity
to the meanings of other words
and it can underline, emphasize
or lift some out.
You can also use it as a word
that has many meanings
and use it like a good shifting spanner
that shift for meaning values.
This word can also
be almost any word type
that gives bigger power
to other words used with it.
The thing that really matters
what others read
in the meaning of my words
and if I loose integrity by using it.
There are times
my mother wants to catch a fit
when I use the f word
and not from the meaning
of my words,
but from the negative context
that can be drawn with the word
and the easy transfer
of the word on children that hear my dialogue.
[With thanks to Skymaster, whose article inspired this poem.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Press
Darling, I love you very, very, very much,
And I really am relying on your touch.
But with all these people listening in,
I dont know where I ought to begin.
Maybe we could hit upon a word,
Something that the others havent heard,
When you want me to love you,
Just tell me to press.
Right there, thats it. yes. when you feel the stress
Dont just stand there, tell me to press.
You can give me what I want I must confess,
My body needs attention my mind is in a mess,
Oklahoma was never like this.
Never like this, it was never like this,
Ever like this, say was it ever like this?
Oklahoma was never like this.
It was never like this ...
Darling, I know it really wouldnt be a crime,
If I say I want to lnve you all the time.
But with all these people listening in,
I dont know where I ought to begin.
Maybe we should have a secret code,
Before we both get ready to explode.
When you want me to love you,
Just tell me to press. press ...
Right there, thats it. yes.
When you feel the stress,
Dont just stand there.
Wont you tell me to press?
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
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Road You Chosen
When I first met you my life,
you were adorned with word.
Nothing mucky could you touch.
Your road was I thought, homeward.
Your shady, serene, grassy road,
went to a peaceful, green orchard,
Seeing you treading on its path,
I listened linnet's song unheard.
Ah! what a day it was! I sat with
earnest desire, to talk, to see,
and a keen listener of your
sweet tongue, I wanted to be!
But, now you have chosen a way,
which pains me, takes my soul away.
My wish to live in this world,
goes with your walks, everyday!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Spider-Man's Vow!
This I would vow, to make my stand
Defending what is right -
To do much more than lend a hand...
On duty day and night!
This I would vow, to sympathise
With those who need my aid -
And though I do this in disguise,
My valour will not fade...
This I would vow, to rescue those
At risk, in mortal dread...
Against all rogues and superfoes
And any they've misled!
This I would vow, my strength, my power,
My spirit, body, soul,
To vanquish villains hour-by-hour...
Yes, this will be my goal!
This I would vow, with earnest faith,
I'll do the best I can!
So criminals beware or brave
The wrath of Spider-Man!
poem by Denis Martindale
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Stress
When stress gets me, I’m not alone;
It strikes almost everyone;
Be they my kith or kin or spouse,
Relatives, neighbors near my house.
When stress attacks, I’m not alone,
It affects all known / unknown;
Be they friends or strangers or foes,
In office, class-room or indoors.
When stress hooks me, I transmit it
To those around by habit;
It spares no one, however great,
Almost everyone is its bait!
When stress gets me, I avoid it
And train my mind to remain fit;
Worrying, hurrying will not suffice;
Stress is a leading, lethal vice!
When stress gets me, I ignore it,
Expecting things to ease a bit;
A certain stress is good for health;
Ov’rstress is bad as excess wealth!
When stress gets me, I’m angry;
My house-hold pets too go hungry;
My garden plants get no water;
My world gets shrunk- it does matter!
When stress gets me, I can’t sleep;
Engulfed’s my heart in sadness deep;
I must relax/ do exercise;
This is the distressing device!
poem by John Celes
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Pakizaah-pure
Pakizaah* as they call it for pure
I am very much sure
No such religion has existed
Where only purity is insisted
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Just deep feeling with relation,
I salute and admire great teaching
The only way open for reaching
What a way to observe fast in holy month?
To feel close in heart with nothing in mouth
Only prayers and good wishes for brethrens
For well being of others with all such concerns
I wish each and every word is followed
No ill wish is carried further or allowed
No religion teaches love lost game or hatred
Only peace at heart and silently to be lead
"Come to me I shall take care"
Leave everything and just pray for
I shall be there with you at every step
Such is the message for wrong doers as slap
I wish all the success for them in prayers
They are the real followers and conveyors
Follow the path with earnest and strong faith
I hope none can dare to threaten including death
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To The Reformers Of England
GOD bless ye, brothers! in the fight
Ye 're waging now, ye cannot fail,
For better is your sense of right
Than king-craft's triple mail.
Than tyrant's law, or bigot's ban,
More mighty is your simplest word;
The free heart of an honest man
Than crosier or the sword.
Go, let your blinded Church rehearse
The lesson it has learned so well;
It moves not with its prayer or curse
The gates of heaven or hell.
Let the State scaffold rise again;
Did Freedom die when Russell died?
Forget ye how the blood of Vane
From earth's green bosom cried?
The great hearts of your olden time
Are beating with you, full and strong;
All holy memories and sublime
And glorious round ye throng.
The bluff, bold men of Runnymede
Are with ye still in times like these;
The shades of England's mighty dead,
Your cloud of witnesses!
The truths ye urge are borne abroad
By every wind and every tide;
The voice of Nature and of God
Speaks out upon your side.
The weapons which your hands have found
Are those which Heaven itself has wrought,
Light, Truth, and Love; your battle-ground
The free, broad field of Thought.
No partial, selfish purpose breaks
The simple beauty of your plan,
Nor lie from throne or altar shakes
Your steady faith in man.
The languid pulse of England starts
And bounds beneath your words of power,
The beating of her million hearts
Is with you at this hour!
O ye who, with undoubting eyes,
Through present cloud and gathering storm,
Behold the span of Freedom's skies,
And sunshine soft and warm;
Press bravely onward! not in vain
Your generous trust in human-kind;
The good which bloodshed could not gain
Your peaceful zeal shall find.
Press on! the triumph shall be won
Of common rights and equal laws,
The glorious dream of Harrington,
And Sidney's good old cause.
Blessing the cotter and the crown,
Sweetening worn Labor's bitter cup;
And, plucking not the highest down,
Lifting the lowest up.
Press on! and we who may not share
The toil or glory of your fight
May ask, at least, in earnest prayer,
God's blessing on the right!
poem by John Greenleaf Whittier
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