In the middle
What is there in the middle
you searchout and say
searching is life
life is not finding anything.
What you said is meaningless
What you did is meaningless.
You are not the earth
The earth is not under your control.
Who you are say you can
Where you are search first.
This is the earth and
here there is no death no birth.
Search what is there.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Living Life on Earth
Laugh off your troubles all away;
Fears, known / unknown, night and day;
Live with much hope renewed, endless,
Lest turns life’s journey meaningless!
Vices and sin corrupt our life;
Be happy espoused or no wife;
Disease, penury all will strike,
Our earthly life, whenev’r they like.
By birth are we cast onto earth,
Where things perfect remain a dearth;
This world therefore can’t be heaven;
Earth is earth and heaven, Heaven.
Why bother man about stay then?
‘Take life as it comes”- men, women;
There isn’t a common way to live;
Our life’s our wealth that God did give.
Look for the writings on the wall;
We get up after every fall;
There is no time to sulk or muse;
On each depends, life’s use/ mis-use!
Why blame the Potter for the pot?
To be earthen-ware is our lot;
Let us adorn His earthly hall;
He expects not the same from all.
Let us then serve for what we are;
Death lurks so near and yet seems far;
Our duty done to Almighty,
We leave earth for eternity!
poem by John Celes
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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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Human Existence On Earth
How do you define human existence on earth?
Some say our life on earth is like a journey
The journey begins from the day we are born
And terminates the day we die
Others say that our life is a school
We start learning from the day we are born
Everyday of our life on earth
There is always something new to learn
The schooling ends the day we die
Few compare our life on earth to the sun
Our sunrise is the day we are born
While our sun sets on the day we die
Our life can also be likened to a flower
The flower is planted the day we are born
As we grow up, our flower germinates
When we reach middle-age
Our flower blooms and sparkles
After we retire, our flower fades away
Life of humans can also be equated to the four seasons
The spring covers birth to adolescent years
Summer of our life begins from adolescent to middle-age
While fall season starts from middle-age to retirement
The winter of our life will be from retirement to death
Another analogy is to liken human existence on earth
To the waxing and waning of the moon
From our birth to the time we retire from active service
Can be compared to waxing of the new moon to full moon
While our life from retirement to our death
Can be associated with the waning of full moon to new moon
Whatever may be your own analysis of life?
Always live everyday to the fullest
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Parasitic Sadomasochistic
Living, breathing, eyes stretch outward from this face
Peering ever inwardly, search a searching of this space:
A meaningless collage, without purpose;
void of form, meaningless as a lacking moment
Soon leading only to atonement:
Yet fueled by the anger that wells up within
Sadomasochistic desire
planting the seed, to culture my sin.
Causticly it breeds, spreading -through in- without;
A pirefly of indignant reproach,
Callous with immitation,
A desire,
A child,
Of what hatred is all about.
poem by Josiah Cresswell
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Search It
search anything
in your life
search any thing...
you search u got it...
you did not search
waste of life time...
you search any thing
any time search...
not only google.com
search all ways
what do u want...?
search it
the life is search only
you search your inner
you got many more...
search with you...
search the another's
and search the world...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Silently Confirm
Nothing is meaningless in life
Each and every place is important as wife
We need not make anything meaningless
As life will constantly keep you under chase
Happiness, sadness and joy come and go
We shall let them come and then forgo
Even if with sorrow we expect better tomorrow
We live under crisis and definitely grow
The day you feel something is meaningless
Make sure in mind that life is worthless
We may be determined to proved worth
But some traffic end may lead you to death
Life is combination of all and may come together
You got to thank only almighty and bother
Love the hardship and seek the resolve
Everything will become easy and ready to be solved
If you observe it closely and leave it to fate
In life you will always be first and never late
Everything hangs in balance if your firm
Believe in faith and silently confirm
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Search
Love,
Man's search for meaning;
Peace,
Man's search for rest;
But she tied the scarlet cord at her window as a sign!
One man from each tribe to present his work,
And like the muse of love in the land of war! !
But peace is much needed for us all to be able to enjoy this earth.
From thirty to fifty years of age,
But this man is wearing a 25,000 Dollar-Watch while his people go hungry!
And like the ways of life found among the peoples of this earth.
The flax of your muse,
And between the double walls of your love;
But you let them down by a rope through your window!
And like a search in the Greenwich Farm.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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At points of clarity, I realize that my life on earth is meaningless, and that I am merely a pawn in a bigger game. A game I cannot possible understand or have control of. Thankfully, before depression sets in, I drift back into my cloudy, bewildered daily routine.
quote by Joel Patrick Warneke
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Game
The game of seasons,
In which, if you had been the autumn,
I would have been the spring
To give you my flower
Sweet chestnut-tree....
The game of universe,
In which, if you had been the earth,
I would have been your moon,
Eclipsing you forever, my dear....
The game of the earth,
In which, if you had been the mountain,
I would have been your valley
To hide myself......
The game of thoughts,
In which, if you had been the abstract,
I would have been your value of judgment,
To treasure your ideas....
The game of love,
In which, if you had been my love,
I would have been your half of sphere
To search you, to search you, to search you...
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Y' In Your Name?
The divining rod which is searching for water
Looks like a Y if you remember.
With your Y in all your life you will be a searcher,
Going on with an open mind for something newer.
Some of you will search for some new wisdom,
Some just for a newer flower blossom,
Big or small search all brings something new,
Even if you just search constantly for your keys, a tool or a screw.
If you choose to search for spiritual wisdom,
Your life can change for an everlasting stardom.
So, choose wisely how to use your Y,
Search for something useful, not just asking aimlessly, why?
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Sonnet: On After-life
That there's a life after our life on earth
Called After-life - none can deny at all!
Yet, most just care about life after birth,
Life here on earth - after Adam, Eve's fall!
As life on earth is unequal, unfair,
All are accountable to God some day,
When mankind also, 'special earth-ware',
Must get reward/ punishment anyway!
Though After-life is something science can't prove,
Nor can disprove its non-existence too,
Nevertheless, souls from their bodies move,
For answering their success/ Waterloo!
As man is given soul without a slant,
The unseen life is much more important.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-07-12
poem by John Celes
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Student Life
Too foggy to see
I hope the breeze
Enough for them
To make it run
As it has the power
To become the fighter
If it doesn't do like that
Its life will be meaningless.
Too difficult to work out
So I need some to figure out
Since he has the power
To have the answer
If he doesn't do like that
His life will be meaningless.
No time to waste anymore
There are many things to learn those
We have the power
To study whatever
If we don't do like that
Our life will be meaningless.
When we can't learn anymore
Our value is zero.
So I will never end my student life
Is my idea right?
poem by Aung Si Myanmar
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Remember Me
You don't need to ask me if i'll be your friend
I am
I am
You don't need to ask me if i'm sure my friend
I am
I am your friend
You must remember me
I'm the one who saw through the world's disguise
Took away its cloak and i made it hide
From me
Remember me?
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can i say
You don't need to find the words to say what's on your mind
If you need a reason to begin again
I am
I am
You will find an answer at your journey's end
I am
Waiting there my friend
You must remember me
I'm the one who knew you when
I'm the one you call your friend
Feel free
Remember me
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can i say
You don't need to find the words to say what's on your mind
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
What can i say
You don't need to find the words to say what's on your mind
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
Walking on this earth finding you
You, you
You, you
You, you
You, you
song performed by by Moody Blues
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I Search
I search for that something called an Identity
I search for the eternally dynamic being called 'me'
I search for that ever-elusive ray of Hope
That'll steady my walk on life's tightrope
I search for that stroke of Brilliance
That'll make me stand out among millions
I search for that much-needed Common Sense
That'll help me to decipher utter nonsense
I search for that slippery thing called Fame
That'll erase all my past memories of shame
I search for that quality called Tenacity
That'll help me cope with life's complexity
I search for that something called a Carefree Life
That'll remove me from worries and Danger's knife
I search for something called an Identity
And I still search for that being called 'me'
poem by Rony Patra
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In Search Of A Man
I am searching a man
I am in search of a man
And here there is no man.
Village town state
Land water sky
I search out and out
and not found.
Found the dog the cow
The crow the camel
The tiger the snake
No man said Jackal.
I am still searching
Still searching seaching.
I am in search of a man
I am searching a man.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Life of Earth
The life of earth, how full of pain,
Which greets us on our day of birth,
Nor leaves us while we yet retain
The life of earth.
There is a shadow on our mirth,
Our sun is blotted out with rain,
And all our joys are little worth.
Yet oh, when life begins to wane,
And we must sail the doubtful firth,
How wild the longing to regain
The life of earth!
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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Vanity, Vanity
Vanity, Vanity, all is vanity; words expressed to you and me,
All our labors, here on earth, and what ultimately is its worth?
All men are born to just die, a common destiny for you and I,
And all this life is meaningless, words Solomon uttered to us.
The wisest man to ever live, parting words that he would give,
To all of the people of his age, recorded on Scripture’s page,
And even for our age to read; words of wisdom we can heed,
As we reflect, also, on our life, in the blessings and the strife.
He speaks of life upon earth, through to death, from his birth,
Of all the events in between, as we are in this temporal scene,
And just how empty it can be, when peoples discount eternity,
And that lasting Hope, God gives, to every soul that still lives.
Friend, Ecclesiastes is the book, if one desires to take a look,
At other things Solomon said; wisdom, many souls have read,
While he draws conclusions to, life lived daily, by me and you,
On the planet, of God’s Design, Who changes not, in our time.
With everything Solomon knew, what is a conclusion he drew?
In all times consider The Creator, this world’s Lord and Savior,
Fear God and keep His Law, as He alone, can save one’s soul,
And use your life to glorify, The Lord God, Who reigns on high.
(Copyright ©07/2010)
Beyond Vanity
Everything is truly done in vain, unless you live your life for God,
For there is nothing that will remain, on this present earth we trod.
All this world is temporal friend, no matter what path you choose,
And everything will have an end, and earthly gain we all shall lose.
All men are simply like the grass, here today, but soon will perish,
And when all comes to pass, is it Christ Jesus whom you cherish?
That’s one thing that will endure, with benefits well into eternal life,
Where you will live forevermore, while in Eternity with Jesus Christ.
When all on earth’s said and done, there lies ahead a great reward,
For all who come to God’s Son, and live to serve The Living Lord.
The life that Christ came to give, God offers to both, you and me,
And Jesus helps us to daily live, while He prepares us for Eternity.
With our focus now up above, filled with Heaven’s Joys and Bliss,
Moved anew through God’s Love, life now, is not so meaningless.
For Jesus came to give men life, taking us from the dark of night,
Freeing men of meaningless strife, while guiding them in His Light.
All vanities shall simply fade away, from your heart and your mind,
When Christ’s in our heart to stay, giving spiritual sight to the blind.
And now with new eyes you see, a world beyond this temporal sod,
Where we will live for Eternity, with Jesus Christ, our Lord and God.
(04/2007)
(My Love) Heaven Descends On Earth
Wrapped in your arms
Souls entwined
Floating in love's whipped cream
Silver lined
Heaven descends on earth.....
Swimming rose petals
Heady wine
A poem befalls upon us
God's sign
Heaven descends on earth......
Long nights of passion
Nine to nine
Climbing peaks unimagined
Finding our shrines
Heaven descends on earth.....
Completing each other
Love divine
Birth after birth after birth
Forever thine
Heaven descends on earth.....
poem by Renu Rakheja
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Childless Individual
It is difficult to lead life as childless individual
There is nothing as such that you can’t treat it as casual
Yet there is need for it and felt severely sometimes
You are cursed and criticized sometimes as if have committed crimes
Majority of the people still think it as curse
Life is meaningless, hollow and nothing else
We are here on earth to produce the children
Die or depart from the face of earth when comes turn
Even if that point is disregarded for a moment
Still there remains vacuum to be filled and resent
After all children are means to lead life for future
Stay here, make it comfortable and assure
Some of the features are performed as a routine
Life will have to be made colorful and fine
If garden is not looked after well and taken care
It may bear deserted look and simply look bare
Garden is called only when there are beautiful flowers
With beautiful appearance and fragrance after rainy showers
Like wise we go on with our mission after birth on beautiful earth
Stay aligned with soil and confronts the problems till the death
If things were to move on with calibrated scale
It would have surely stagnated and gone stale
Life would have been like artificial flowers
Without smell with good look sans odors
Child is considered to be massager from the almighty
It brings heavenly message with fortune to make us happy
Life is booming with great aspirations and enthusiasm
Gives new lease of life to show some worth and contribute to humanism
If it was simply a life and death cycle
It would have lost charm and remained as bubble
Yet it has some aim and compulsion
Life is led with some firmness and confusion
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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