We Who Grieve... (Lights The Way)
we who grieve are the children of journey,
we bear the scars of human failure.
our hearts are bruised, our backs are bent,
our feet determined and weary.
we who search the darkness to know the light,
who are the beat and hunger of human existence.
who cannot separate the suffering of those in need,
who know that walls are bridges not crossed.
we who stink of loss and sweat pure sin,
who enter the temples of the dispossessed.
who would love the unwanted whatever the cost,
whose god lives in the mirror of human eyes.
we who find wealth in lives discarded,
who know that truth has a thousand faces.
who follow the wind without destination,
who know the joy that wipes the last tears.
for we are yesterday, today, and tomorrow!
we are the dawn that comes in spite.
we are the fire in the barren cave,
we are the faith that brings the child....
the star of flesh that lights the way!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Running Towards The Fire!
we run towards the fire,
falling stars, sucking up the darkness.
what we want, what we need,
what we believe, who we are!
standing on the stage,
waiting on the curtain to rise.
i put my hands in my pockets,
and stare down at my feet.
the lights turned down,
waiting on the roar...
i realize without thinking,
'i just dont care! '
take destiny's stone statues,
and close forever's book.
there are no faces in the darkness
imposed by the self.
take my name from the page,
leave only blood and sweat!
take my face from the mirror,
and replace it with those....
who hunger and suffer,
who stink with need.
who are dying and homeless,
without freedom, or land.
stop the bombing, stop the killing,
stop the drilling, stop the hate.
let my voice be but a nail
in the walls that give shelter.
let my living be a bridge,
my passion a fire...
that warms and cooks,
and lights the weary night.
let my identity be this,
and nothing more...
the cry of the orphaned child,
the nipple that brings him home!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hush! Hush! A LONELY RAT with a Human Hat Chokes in Silence!
Lo! A lonely flower in the garden of the east,
Look! A lonely star in the night sky of the west!
Ugh! A lonely cow faces the heat in the north,
So is a lonely boy admits his defeat in the south.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
Each day someone wakes up with a frown,
To make up the loss with a groan and a drown,
For rumors keep flying like houseflies in the town,
That keeps one tormented in the hell - a mental breakdown.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
One is a loner as he builds walls instead of bridges,
Others are loners – shriveled up inside the nut, no repair;
Some others are broken hearts in despair,
All the others are related yet separated by egos and ridges.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
Lonesome man talks alone at night;
Lonely man walks alone in the broad daylight;
Lonely man speaks when I'm with you,
Lonely man cranks when my heart's untrue.
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
For a crowd is not company just appearance in the show!
And faces are but a gallery of pictures in the showcase,
Talks but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love just a show!
Separate we come, and separate we go in any case,
Yet we say we all belong to one race – the human race!
Hush-hush! A lonely rat with a human hat chokes in silence!
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> >>>
(With heart and soul dedicated to my fellow poet AMIT RAY)
poem by Harindhar Reddy
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The Best Of Times
They were the best of times
when men were kind.
They were the best of times,
now hard to find.
What's happened to some human hearts?
Why is it the kindness now departs?
The reverence for life
is inundated
by the flooding of human tears
and as it's rising like tidal waves
all that man reveres
is giving way to the worst of times
that gives us pause to reflect,
to search for reasons to teach us
how to detect
why the kindness has gone away.
If ever your faith has taken leave
'Tis forever then your heart shall grieve.
For with your faith kindness returns
and brings back the best of times.
And so we must search for the goodness again
and ignore man's unkind crimes.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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SARAH PALIN - The Vice-President
Sarah the humble servant of the Lord, in the book of
Pentateuch and a mother who witness the true faith
of Abraham, a servant whose faith, hold her to stand
all the adversities, even sacrificing her outmost being
of offering her beloved husband to Hagar, for the
salvation of the Hebrew's people it is the same faith
that brings her closer to God and fervor the chosen
people, to subdue the earth as many as the stars in sky
and as plenty as the sand in the sea, she is the meaning
of the covenant promised by the God of creation
Sarah, the humble one, win the hearts of anyone who
seek tranquility in one's soul, her presence leads the
faithful to find direction to pursue, the truth of what
the Lord want them to do, a lamp that glitter in the
high way of darkness, of what the soul desired, the
heart speaks, a mother and a faithful servant of God,
Sarah sprouted like a lilies in the desert, which grows in
meadows of dawn, as all are grass lean on with birds,
Bees and butterfly to live, she was the apple of the eyes
in their lives
the virtue of humility sowed by her gentle heart, has
lived among us, our human experiences, have entangle
with meaning of her virtue, it is a renewal of faith of
what we want in life, what we are today, make us
better for tomorrow, a faith of understanding of what
will be the future
Sarah of the past had come to witness and lives at this
moment, she is a mother that cares and nurture her
sibling, even the pain of rejection she stand, for the
love she cherish is not but life itself, in her bosom heart
she is a mother, worth to follow, whose faith lives in her
heart, a woman who was present of the past and
remembered in the future, till her last sweat that drops in
her life leads to her knees; she is the servant of Alaska,
who comes to know that beyond those boundaries their
are people who need her undying service to be filled
Sarah is alive today, she is our today... a woman who
trust the Lord in all her life.... we have come to build our
future... it is the unity of our faith that moves us to pursue
our joy.... a happiness brings that beacon our hearts, its a
change........a chance...... and a choice.......to believe....
Sarah Palin
poem by Antonio Liao
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Abortion Revisited
The Sculptor makes each masterpiece,
With equal labor, love and care;
But human beings murder own,
Unlike the beasts, who know not God.
While many yearn for just one child,
And families on earth vanish,
As God denies the gift of child:
Yet, those with children kill offspring?
The Maker makes some wombs sterile;
The Maker makes some, more fertile;
What ruthless hearts dare murder babes-
That bear semblance to God Himself!
Don’t expect mercy from the Lord,
Who loves all creatures, great and small;
He gave man freedom and free will:
That is abused by earthlings still.
God hears the pleas of unborn babes,
(Who wish to see the world, God made)
All murdered by their own parents-
A treachery, deserving hell.
Behold the unborn’s curse shall bring
Unwanted woes and suffering,
That punishes generations,
However mighty are nations.
No species kill their very own!
All babies have freedom to live;
No human being kills by right,
Another in the human race.
Abortion is a heinous crime;
Procured abortion is a Sin;
All lives are lives in utero;
No one has right to abortion.
The baby in the womb has rights;
A life that’s formed by God in womb,
Has right to exist after birth!
To God, all lives are truly same!
Show me some beasts that kill offspring!
Don’t they struggle to rear their young?
Why human beings turn ‘beast-like,
When God is merciful to them?
The unborn child needs dignity;
Unwanted babies are God’s gems;
If you can’t spare your baby’s life,
God’s rod befalls you like a knife!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-26-2008
poem by John Celes
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Thousand Human Eyes
Thousand human eyes
Cannot grasp nature’s beauty
In lifetime to praise
Thousand human eyes
Cannot see nature in full
As I always flies
Thousand human eyes
Falls short in their description
Of Sunset sunrise
Thousand human eyes
Cannot apprehend nature
Beneath the blue skies
Thousand human eyes
Fails to see nature’s beauty
To fully appraise
Thousand human eyes
Cannot fully understand
Nature to surmise
Thousand human eyes
Are blessed to see the nature
In its complete guise
Thousand human eyes
Sees the beauty of nature
With awe and oyez
Thousand human eyes
Is not capable to see
Nature’s burning eyes
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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I Believe.... (Chant Three)
i believe...
that eternity is right now, ,
in the awareness of the moment
that a man is no more
than he gives,
and no less than his mistakes.
that what we hate in others
is most often what we're afraid of
in ourselves...
that to live we must risk,
we must try our wings!
that the child
remains your child
even when grown.
that all the children,
around the world,
orphaned and starving,
grasping for hope,
are mine!
that the true friend
stimulates both thought and feeling.
that every profession,
every walk of life,
is an art form.
that prayer is the expression
of the human being being human.
that the bridge to tomorrow
is made of what we do today.
that every coming of dawn
is a new creation...
and that stillness is the hand
that wipes our brow!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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You Are (Not Alone)
the stink on your breath,
is poverty...
the blood on your lips,
human blood...
the scars on your hands
match the scars
on your heart...
you are not alone,
you are not alone....
the only true value
is the value of a human being.
all true actions
come from the point of dignity.
holiness, not aloof or afar,
human flesh, breath, and bones...
you are not alone,
you are not alone...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Christmas Never Comes
Talk about the heart of christmas,
Talk about the reason and the rhyme.
Talk about the sentimental feelings,
Talk about the candlelight and wine,
Talk about the children.
Listen to the voices singing.
Listen to the laughter as they play
But listen to the whisper of a heartbeat
Whose loneliness is never far away.
(chorus)
In some hearts its never christmas,
But its winter all the time.
All our lives spent waiting for the sun,
Children of tomorrow,
How they need a star to follow.
In some hearts its always winter,
For some hearts it seems,
That christmas never comes.
Dont forget the winters children,
Shadows on a star that never shines.
Looking for the love that never happened
Looking for the chris in christmas time.
The lonely voice,
That cant rejoice,
That has no choice.
(chorus)
In some hearts its never christmas,
But its winter all the time.
All our lives spent waiting for the sun,
Children of tomorrow,
How they need a star to follow.
In some hearts its always winter,
For some hearts it seems,
That christmas never comes.
(chorus)
In some hearts its never christmas,
But its winter all the time.
All our lives spent waiting for the sun,
Children of tomorrow,
How they need a star to follow.
In some hearts its always winter,
For some hearts it seems,
That christmas never comes.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Eyes That See In The Dark
You're not meant to be alone I'll share your dream
I'll show you love you've never know-ow-own
Two flames together in the deep of the ni-i-ight
Up in your lo-ove -
Close by you, when you call, I'll take my stand
One chance to make or lose it a-a-all
This time my journey to wherever you are-are-are
I sail on your river, so far my love we'll never be fou-ound
If you believe we got eyes, that see in the dark
And the power of love lives for making you mi-ine
And in the light of close investiga-ation
Is it only my imagina-ation, I go-ot you, I got you
Moonlight shining on your face. my bridges burned
With all my tears that you repla-a-aced
Two hearts together is a beautiful si-i-ight
I'll take you to heaven, so far my love will follow you there-ere
If we believe we got eye-eyes that see in the dark
And the power of love lives for making you mi-ine
Am I the light of someone you need mor-ore of
Let me be that love you can be sur-ure of
Is it only my imagina-ation, I go-ot you
Like the eagle that flies in the su-u-un
I'll be lost in your fire before we are do-o-one
And the view from my window is brighter
Born to be all you nee-eed
We got eye-eyes that see in the dark
And the power of love lives for makin' you mi-ine
Am I the light of someone you need mor-ore of
Let me be that love you can be sur-ure of
Is it only my imagina-ation, I got you
We got eyes that see in the dark
And the power of love lives (fade)
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Roses Growing In Our Own Prison Walls
this is the situation,
soon you will find
you live in prison walls,
and those who see you
tell you
you have no God.
perhaps they say that
since they see no
icons on our walls
we bow not
to sunsets
we make no wooden
crosses
oh, let us tell them
we've grown roses in our prison walls
on the fertile grounds
of our heart
we speak to God
in our poetry
with all the silence and
gentleness
and patience of the
snail
we have gone beyond
wood, and stone,
and images,
we have passed through
all these walls
man-made as they are,
we have jumped over the
fences of
the flesh, and they who use
their eyes
in the middle of their own
human light
do not see
we, have, only,
hearts.
we, are, pure,
hearts.
we, are, love,
solitude,
in privacy with
our God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Looming Darkness
let not your thought poison the dream of this world, all are
just a vision to picks in the midst air, like a poison in the
running water in the wilderness of the Abbey's
be a kindling spark that push you, in the sky beneath, the
darkness of illusive beauty, that tells the horizon of what is
crystal clear in your heart and in your soul
the fire that kept on burning, beyond human feeling, turn
everyone's heart to know not the meaning of darkness, this
will be the dawn of unending lost of what is tomorrow
a moment of once, a good beginning lost in the avenue of
heaven's home, like spreading a wildfire in the, wilderness
at the Hades of a thirsting soul
the solemnity of thy precious soul, lives in the prayer of
every pious heart, to come and listen the wisdom of the
ancient path of knowing of who we are in the eyes of God
in us, everything is there to reach and in us everything can be
restored, just a breath of calm heart of love, the wind that
blows the angry heart will conquer the wind of hatred
Gaza is Gaza and Israel is Israel, let not our hearts take to
change the existence of our dear lives, may peace enkindled
in our own hearts
everyone is strong to fight to the death, and everybody is to
weak, to accept what is love, forgiveness, and humility that
each one is love by the God of ABRAHAM
let the prophets teaching shine in every hearts and the wisdom
of David finds the way to learn the teaching of Salvation, may
this humble pen lives in our hearts
' this poem is dedicated to the lives, of our dear brother and
sister who died innocently in Gaza and Israel war '
poem by Antonio Liao
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Sorry
There is much in life that makes me sorry as I journey
down life’s way.
And I seem to see more pathos in poor human
Lives each day.
I’m sorry for the strong brave men, who shield
the weak from harm,
But who, in their own troubled hours find no
Protecting arm.
I’m sorry for the victors who have reached
success, to stand
As targets for the arrows shot by envious failure’s
hand.
I’m sorry for the generous hearts who freely
shared their wine,
But drink alone the gall of tears in fortune’s
drear decline.
I’m sorry for the souls who build their own fame’s
funeral pyre,
Derided by the scornful throng like ice deriding
fire.
I’m sorry for the conquering ones tho know not
sin’s defeat,
But daily tread down fierce desire ‘neath scorched
and bleeding feet.
I’m sorry for the anguished hearts that break with
passions strain,
But I’m sorrier for the poor starved souls that
Never knew love’s pain.
Who hunger on through barren years not tasting
joys they crave,
For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o’er a
grave.
I’m sorry for the souls that come unwelcomed
into birth,
I’m sorry for the unloved old who cumber up the
earth.
I’m sorry for the suffering poor in life’s great
maelstrom hurled,
In truth I’m sorry for them all who make this
aching world.
But underneath whate’er seems sad and is not
understood,
I know there lies hid from our sight a mighty
germ of good.
And this belief stands firm by me, my sermon,
motto, text –
The sorriest things in this life will seem grandest
in the next.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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In A Love Dawn
Thou came to me at that dawn
Having such beautiful blue eyes.
The love I felt was just a mirage.
Thou looked like a blonde angel,
But thy sadness was very human.
I heard that sadness and the loss.
Thy name was the name of a king.
The light of a candle began to shine
Inside the room of our woeful souls.
There, His loving eyes met our tears.
The pulsation coming from that star
And the beat of our hearts became
One in the intoning voices of love.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Buddha Steps # 7
take all of your clothes off!
stand in front of a long mirror.
there you are!
no costumes, no makeup, no lies.
just you.
greying, wrinkled, toes and fingers
bent;
shadows under your eyes,
bruised, and worn.
there you are!
in all the beauty
of years and scars.
breathing, aching, just being.
lifetimes and stories written
in human flesh, and hope.
beauty!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Embrace
(r gibb)
I dont know what you want, I dont hear what you said
Truth behind the lies
cause I cant see whats in your head
And spread your wings and fly, out in a brave new world
Let this be my prayer, to keep you safe when Im not there
Can we love and live apart, I dont know,no, I dont know
How can we divide the heart, I dont know, no, I dont know
And when the night falls, and when the sky falls,
I long for your embrace
And in the cold night, under the street light
I long for your embrace
Living separate lives, I have faith in you, away from you
Like a lonely child, I will hang on every word
Embrace
Through the mists of time, lovers can be friends
The power of the human heart
The secrets in the souls of men
All my blessings in disguise
I dont know, no, I dont know
Reunited we will rise
I dont know, no, I dont know
And when the night falls, and when the sky falls,
I long for your embrace
And in the cold night, under the street light
I long for your embrace
Living separate lives, I have faith in you, away from you
Like a lonely child, I will hang on every word
And when the night falls, and when the sky falls,
I long for your embrace
Another daybreak, another heartache
I long for your embrace
Living separate lives
Away from you
Embrace, embrace
The lonely, lonely life
Lonely days and nights
We can live our life
Embrace, embrace
With our separate lives
Embrace, embrace
The lonely, lonely lives
Lonely days and nights
I will never send away
Embrace, embrace
The lonely, lonely lives
Embrace the child inside
The lonely, lonely lives
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Destiny's Breath!
the face of my god is dark,
her eyes coal more precious than diamonds.
she whispers to fallen petals,
and mountains and rivers speak forth.
her lips call crows and name them eagles,
her hands are filled with bowls.
she names the darkness morning,
and from the light she weaves the night.
she bathes the human spirit,
in the sweat of tribulation.
she nurses the unwanted child,
and places flowers on unmarked graves.
she gives lost lovers candles,
builds bridges for weary pilgrims.
she forges doubt into the journey,
and plants dignity in fields gone fallow.
she walks with poets in intimate silence,
from grieving she harvests prayer.
from prayer she forms bodies,
filled with destiny's breath!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Miracle, And Dust
i cannot help but believe
in the human heart
in spite of all our
mistakes, misgivings, and failures...
in spite of all the wrong actions
we've taken for all the wrong reasons...
in spite of all the times
we've let humanity down...
i know and believe
even on the darkest of nights...
there's a fire that burns pure
as the light from the stars...
that holds infinity in every spark;
that warms the feet of the eternal
in every flesh drawn moment...
that there is in each of us,
both miracle, and dust!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Eyes That See In The Dark
Youre not meant to be alone
Ill share your dream
Ill show you love youve never known
Two flames together in the deep of the night
Im up in your love
Close by you when you call
Ill take my stand
One chance to make or lost it all
This time my journey to wherever you are
I sail on your river so far my love well never be found
If you believe
We got eyes that see in the dark
And the power of love lives for making you mine
And in the light of close investigation
Is it only my imagination
I got you
Moonlight shining on your face
My bridges burned
With all my tears that you replaced
Two hearts together is a beautiful sight
Ill take you to heaven so far my love will follow you there
If we believe
We got eyes that see in the dark
And the power of love lives for making you mine
Am I the light of someone you need more of
Let me be that love you can be sure of
Is it only my imagination
I got you
Like the eagle that flies in the sun
Ill be lost in your fire before we are done
And the view from my window is brighter
Born to be all you need
We got eyes that see in the dark
And the power of love lives for making you mine
Am I the light of someone you need more of
Let me be that love you can be sure of
Is it only my imagination
I got you
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Life, a long, long journey
Life is a long journey,
A long, long journey-
a journey that begins with a tear,
And still ends in sore tear,
A journey full of distresses,
Possessed by variety and differences,
But one thing I and you should know,
Never destroy the Bridges,
Over which we crossed to get where we are,
Today this is mine,
Tomorrow the yours may be nine,
So that I need and must appreciate,
Nevertheless, don't forget me also to congratulate,
When I offend you please forgive,
And am in need, don't forget to give,
For one thing I should -you should know,
Never to destroy the bridges,
Over which we crossed to get where we are,
For now you may not need me,
But tomorrow it may turn to me,
Don't despise I say Don't look down on me,
Because a bridge that you'll need someday I may be-
when you'll need to cross over back,
When we are forced to retrace our back,
Then the interest we didn't think of
when destroying the bridges,
Remains the only option for our lives to get there,
My friend thank you so much,
You were a help to me that much,
When i needed you most you cried with me,
Laughing you did it not forgetting me,
Through the tough storms we've sailed,
so much and yet still is said,
Because one thing you and i do know,
Never to destroy the bridges,
Over which we cross to get where we are,
poem by Meda Martha
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