I Am God
I am God
I am God
I am God
One two three
I have declared.
And what do you
Want next
You do not know
And I am with you
Everywhere always
And you know.
You are to
Remain active
And continue
Your functioning.
Rest is on me.
It is my duty
To set right
Everything here
In your presence
You know.
I am God
I am God
You are God
You are God.
What I can do
That you can do.
Worry not
Come I am with you
I am you.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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We still have people in the active duty, and if people are feeling ill, if they're experiencing various symptoms and they're still in the active duty, they're less likely to come forward because that could result in their medical discharge.
quote by Bernard Sanders
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Get Your Spirit Right
Practice.
Active,
Prayer...
Everyday,
You can!
Be active in the practice,
Of prayer...
Everyday.
You can!
Care less about the he said,
Or she said...
Conflicting pickers of fights.
They'll keep you awake with sleepless nights.
Be true to your practice,
In active...
Prayer,
Everyday.
You can!
Erratic tactics,
Keep captive...
With distractions,
To minimize your pride.
Don't worry about their appetites...
For doing things the wrong way.
You stay on the side of what's right,
Now!
Practice.
Active,
Prayer...
Everyday,
You can!
Be active in the practice,
With swift actions of your prayers...
Everyday.
You can!
Get your spirit right!
Let backbiters do what they do.
You can choose not to approve!
Just keep your practice,
Active...
In prayer,
Everyday.
You can!
Don't worry about their appetites...
For doing things the wrong way.
You stay on the side of what's right,
Now!
Practice.
Active,
Prayer...
Everyday,
You can!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prince Of The Sparrows
He was a Prince of the sparrows
Spreading his wings e'er so proud
Dauntless in his flight-yes daring...
At his best, when high in the clouds;
Functioning, yes indeed, functioning-
Far surpassing the Cardinals O' Spring-
He was a Prince of the sparrows
Such sweet Psalms, he would sing;
Climbing, climbing into the heavens...
Soaring into the Firmaments rest-
Yes, he was a Prince of sparrows
At last, he has found, his longed for NEST! ! ! !
December 31,2011
By, Theodora Onken
poem by Theodora Onken
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To My Dying Father
Silently you rest
In that cold and hard hospital bed
Your now muted words are trapped
Behind you barren lips
Patiently waiting for your turn,
You feel the hours and gray days
Slowly dying along with you
What seemed to be a long trip,
Is rapidly becoming shorter by the minute
Drown in a reservoir of memories and thoughts
You desperately try to re-capture the past
But only your legacy will remain
Worry don’t be for we will follow your steps
And one day we will meet again
Only one luggage is ready for you
Carrying nothing but your big heart!
I wish I could hold your aging hands
And tenderly kiss your cheeks
But the distance is so cruel
That would like to close my teary eyes
And be with you in your rainy day
But don’t worry my dear father,
You are not going to be alone at all
For the Lord will be with you
I know you are not afraid of dying
When your legacy you behind
And you will continue to live
Forever through my poetry!
I love you so much dear father
And one day I will see you again!
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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More than award
How long will you keep me waiting?
All troubles are in abundance and waiting
I keep staring at sky for some solution
I find no answer or formula for dilution
It is another name given for life journey
You may always be kept short of money
Sometimes it may be unwanted accidents
Sometimes attacked by near by residents
Love is repaid in form of rude attacks
Simple allegations to keep lot more at stakes
Life is simple made hell for nothing
I continue to pray for something
It is chosen path to remain committed
Slight mistakes in earnest always admitted
Not giving a single chance for people to resent
I avoid presence and try to remain absent
It is not running away from the scene
Sometimes you are implicated for being seen
It may be sheer coincidence for your being there
Still you will be forced to commit somewhere
Such events make you to think fresh
You are not a part still they try to trace
A tail leading to your involvement
You are harassed and feel sorry for such movement
How can you remain aloof?
Your innocence is not taken as proof
You are blamed for nothing
Even though you have said for everything
I have undergone trauma and suffered a lot
I have lost the war without being fought
I am not discouraged but feel so sorry
It adds to tension and worry
I can not leave the field as coward
I must think new and look forward
Even though I may not get reward
But the self satisfaction may be more than award
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Joyfully Serve
I prefer not to walk alone
As the journey may be considered as half gone
Enjoyed by one and shared by none
So it must be accompanied by someone
Not that it is must and necessary
Yet everybody wants to marry
Willing to share the burden and carry
Enjoy it with responsibility and remain merry
Stay as near as possible
Nothing to worry about troubles
As they may come and go
But we may certainly grow
No liability as has been put
As life is no short cut
Love is to rule and affection is to take over
Both may work as one and provide cover
It is not the quest for gain
It is to develop bond and remain
Together for life and share
The fruits of journey and dare
You may depart one day
But to show others the way
Presence may not be that important
Yet the result may be seen instant
Did you even see old couples?
Walking with sticks among people
No worry for death to take over
Yet with so much happiness there
I request all to shed differences, if any
Make it fine resolve to carry
Life till the end of curve
Beautiful end and joyfully serve
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For lovely child
It is deep love
For lovely child you have
Day and night she is in mind
Desperate bid but could not find
It makes to worry and cry
Thousands of questions asking me why
I earnestly set them aside and try
They come with vigorous attempts ad fly
I intoxicated enough to remain under spell
It did not work and went so well
I suffered a lot but couldn’t tell
The idea was not worth even to sell
The smile has gone away in desert
No flowers, no fragrance, no stage and no concert
I am depressed and feel no pulse
Many ideas try to kill but I vehemently repulse
Is that my intense love for lovely child?
Does that drive me restless and make blind?
I ache with severe pain and strike the head
I fear that without her I shall be declared dead
She is not near but I feel her close
I feel her presence and make no chase
She has made permanent stay and base
Smile comes back again on gloomy face
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Everybody has to chip in, I think, and see how we can have a functioning system of collective security where we do not continue to face the threat of countries trying to acquire weapons of mass destruction or particularly nuclear weapons.
quote by Mohamed ElBaradei
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What Do We Do With The Rest Of The Night
(john rich/wally wilson/sharon rice)
Weve been through enough tequila
To float us outta this place
And through the smoke I can barely see ya
But Ive memorized your face
Weve danced almost every dance
Lasted longer then the band
Oh but were not through
Its just me and you
What do we do with the rest of the night
We got all of this time on our hands
Hey a lot can go down fore the sun comes up
Between a woman and a man
No we dont have to worry bout the rest of our lives
But what do we do with the rest of the night
We can take this party down to the river
Lay a blanket on the grass
Watch the stars tangle up together
While the night slides past
We can do what we wanna do
Roll away that book of rules
Well make our own
Hey nothings carved in stone
What do we do with the rest of the night
We got all of this time on our hands
Hey a lot can go down fore the sun comes up
Between a woman and a man
No we dont have to worry bout the rest of our lives
But what do we do with the rest of the night
What do we do with the rest of the night
We got all of this time on our hands
Hey a lot can go down fore the sun comes up
Between a woman and a man
No we dont have to worry bout the rest of our lives
But what do we do with the rest of the night
What do we do with the rest of the night
song performed by by Lonestar
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Kept In the Presence
You are kept in the presence,
Of someone special.
Someone accessible.
And focused on your needs.
You do not have to feel,
What you give is not observed.
Everything you do has meaning.
And attention given,
You deserve.
You are kept in the presence,
Of someone special.
Someone accessible.
And focused on your needs.
Someone who feels,
You to be equally appealing.
Someone who sees you,
And bestows the highest priority.
You need not worry about that cart you push,
Filled with cans.
Those storage plastic bags you drag.
Is a testimony!
Do not ever let that make you sad!
You need not concern yourself,
About your disheveled looks.
It's already known...
Your best is at your command.
And the strength you have...
You did not get from books.
But it is there and it is felt...
In the friendship that is there,
By the firmness grasped...
Upon shaking your hand.
So without judgement passed.
A 'divinity' you have.
And it is yours to last!
This 'divinity of ministry'
Is yours to last.
You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.
You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.
You are kept in the presence.
Others see you as a peasant,
Since their needs are to impress.
But you are kept in the presence.
And those who know it,
Know you're blessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stay Alive
We may stay alive
Think twice and relive
With all kind of illusions
And find no solutions
Yet it is life with difference
No simple try to draw inference
We may think endlessly with desperate try
Nights to be used only for feeling shy
We will not see helplessly at sky
It is worth to think and try
Nothing comes that easily
No one gets it even readily
Everyone does his duty
That is real beauty
No one thinks of next moment
It is something like unique movement
We are here to perform
Not to fear from dark clouds or storm
They may come and go as they are meant
It must not cow us down or make bent
We have sun rise and sunset
It makes its presence known and let
That you rise and set in right time
No one may have any complaint any time
River waters may flow and rush
Suppress the belt and on the way crush
Calm down after fulfillment of wish
And show calm face when it is totally finished
We have to live with same world and its environment
Not to cut sorry figure and discourageouly comment
Rise to the occasion and come out with flying colors
What can be worse even if you have to die with honors?
No one has remembered any one so far?
On statues erected to be remembered for war?
Rest all remain same as world moves on
We need worry and live with face completely frown
World will not end or stop
Even if you cry at the roof top
No one will shed tears at your flow show
You got come out of it and simply grow
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The soldier is summoned to a life of active duty and so is the Christian.
quote by William Gurnall
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Without the Guard and Reserve, our active duty troops could hardly deploy.
quote by John Spratt
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Flying is the only active profession I would ever continue with enthusiasm after the War.
quote by Wilfred Owen
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A sleep is must
it is for health sake
to remain asleep and to remain awake
the worry and pain may be there
but we have to stay here
Not all may find it with favor
Not all the faces may have glamor
still there is like and dislike
it certainly pounds and strike
You may resort to drugs
you may feel the presence of bugs
it has its own way to cause you worry
we must neglect it and not feel sorry
It is of no use to forget it altogether
it may go off gradually and wither
it will not allow you comfortable sleep
even if you hide under pillow and weep
No peace of mind is there with rest
it is critical time and endurance test
not all may come out of it successfully
the responsibility is to be owned fully
No one can afford to be ignorant
the pain comes as instant
it may unseat you completely
You may prefer isolation immediately
No one has moral authority to comment upon
as the struggle might have been lost or won
the same phase takes place with all
someone may be lucky but many may have fall
It is to be taken as routine occurence
it may end up with tough endurance
brave may be those who come out of it and stand
not blame the closeness but stand as friend
It is abuse if some tries to end the mission
the only path open to us is frank admission
it may relieve the agony and pain
it may not go altogether but remain
Let it die out gradually
I has to be borne out individually
it may have chance to unite
f you cool down and do not further ignite
This is basic fundamental and fact
it must be handled with tact
no one dies for simple reason
you must be alive to the situation as tough person
You might have go through phase and struggled
you can not now afford to be drugged
it will not remove any strain
it will damage body and brain
The sensation will be lost
the relation will remain as frost
It will be taken over by prejudice
you may regret it till your demise
The nice way is to face and forget
the peaceful life should be only target
one should not try to cross over the fact
it has to be followed by descent act
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Presence A Myth
Past tells presence
And presence passes it
To the envied future
But this myth goes on
As there is no
Such a thing as present
Today is past
And tomorow is future
But when the sun rise
It is all declared a past
For every second I breathe
For every minute I live
I declare all that past
And so i live it behind
But for every morning
I await
That is where the future is
And for every morning
I live behind
That is where the past lies
There's no presence
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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Worry not
Do not remain silent.
Worry not
Nothing is there to perish.
Go and join on your duties.
Worry not
I am here to sortout all problems.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Dawn Of Freedom
The wind blew
And the birds flew
Our lake matching with sky blue
Crops we grew
Our mouth stuck together like glue
Under the British rule
We had no clue
On what to do
Any of us was like a fool
Since we had an improved tool
But to use it nobody knew
Chilembwe fought for me and you
And for our offspring too
He has brought something new
Unfortunately he can't view
But his presence shall continue
And our history will always remain true.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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The Moment Has Come
the moment has come when i have to leave everything as is
this as is where is basis of mind frame
where an object at rest must remain at rest and that object in motion must remain in motion conception
it is. it was. it will be.
this tree i promise it
i will not cut it i will not pluck from any of its stem any leaf
the shoelace remains tied upon its tip
a toe shall continue with a nail uncut
there will be no trimming until a forest tree fulfills itself with its
wish to kiss the cheek of the sky
this is the moment when i leave everything to themselves because i will not be around anymore
it is a happy moment
the one who leaves smiles towards its place of destination
and the one who is left nods to the ground that is holding its feet
the sky shall be well lighted by the sun
the rivers glow and the shorelines run into that distance of eternity
this is the moment that i have been waiting all my life
that for once you shall be happy because i have given up
all rules and have set myself free from all your sorrows.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Perseverance is an active principle, and cannot continue to operate but under the influence of desire.
quote by William Godwin
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