It Has Always Been You - Pt3
Part 3
It was only through repeated experiences, I would learn
that, where I was heading, would surely make me burn.
Tempted with fancy indulgences my mind would lead me astray
and going from one extreme to the other in weakness I would stay.
Involved with those called 'friends' who really didn't know any better,
being like the blind following the blind, with many an unseen fetter.
It was living a life of sense pleasures; mainly that of wine, women and song,
which seemed to be what everyone else was doing, as each day came along.
Now and then I would stop to reflect on the state I found myself in
but, though I tried, didn't have the determination to leave and begin
a new life which would bring out and develop my real self
instead I wallowed in the mire of this worldly life like an elf.
Then the seemingly unexpected happened, while reeking with taints
I stumbled onto some wisdom through the words of one of Thy Saints.
Paramahansa Yogananda was one of Thy true and recent devotees;
mystic, philosopher, poet and saint, through Yoga he was all of these.
The story he told of life, in a far distant land, awakened my sleeping soul,
overwhelmed my mind with inspiration and taught that You were the goal.
He made the words of the New Testament come alive for me,
with patience and love, showing how real they could easily be.
Without any coercion he helped me realise the truth they contained
for many years escaping my attention though now readily attained.
By dispelling my ignorance he was leading me gently back to You
with Divine knowledge and practical wisdom, I did follow him too.
He helped to turn my gaze inside so that I may see the Inner Light
and by acting on his advice was able to behold that blessed sight.
Transforming my existence, he told me that which I hungered for,
ignorantly looking in the wrong direction not knowing any more.
I began to know the meaning of discipline, in a persons' life by which
any individual could rise from the bottom of existence and so reach
that state of consciousness from where all problems were resolved
through perserverence and grace did get myself seriously involved.
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poem by George Krokos
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Bring Me to Life
How can you see into my eyes
Like open doors.
Leading you down into my core
Where I’ve become so numb.
Without a soul
My spirit’s sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home.
Wake me up inside.
I can’t wake up.
Wake me up inside.
Save me.
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Wake me up.
Bid my blood to run.
I can’t wake up.
Before I come undone.
Save me.
Save me from the nothing I’ve become.
Now that I know what I’m without
You can’t just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life.
Bring me to life.
I’ve been living a lie
There’s nothing inside.
Bring me to life.
Frozen inside without your touch,
Without your love, darling.
Only you are the life among the dead.
All of this sight
I can’t believe I couldn’t see
Kept in the dark
But you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a 1000 years it seems.
I’ve got to open my eyes to everything.
Without a thought
Without a voice
Without a soul
Don’t let me die here
There must be something wrong.
Bring me to life.
Bring me to life.
I’ve been living a lie
There’s nothing inside.
Bring me to life
(from Evanescence)
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Only You Can Make That Decision
Are you disillusioned and fed up with your life,
Do you feel it's no longer worth living?
We're all partly responsible for our own strife,
There are times it can be so unforgiving.
Accept you can't get everything you want,
What goes around comes around is true,
Do nothing in life that can come back to haunt,
Or believe me it will come back on you.
Never make promises you know you can't keep,
Don't try to change things that cannot be changed,
A broken pledge will make more than you weep,
It will leave you feeling deranged.
Conflict and debt only bring on a tear,
Never buy what you cannot afford,
By saving for luxuries you'll have nothing to fear,
Future problems will no longer be stored.
Do it today stop saying tomorrow,
Start Living within your means,
Doing the opposite will only bring sorrow,
That's when chaos convenes.
Stay true to yourself and success will follow,
Never try to be someone you're not,
By being yourself you need never feel hollow,
Be thankful for what you have got.
Only you can choose the life you will lead,
Listen and learn that way you'll stay wise,
When warned of the dangers, always take heed,
Seek the truth and dispel any lies.
Learn about life and know right from wrong,
Determine the fakes from the frauds,
That way you'll find out where you belong,
We're all capable of defying the odds.
Treasure your family and all those around,
Keep your enemies at arms length,
Ensure you keep your feet on the ground,
Wisdom will be your ultimate strength.
Get rid of the deadwood they just bring on hate,
You can become a real go-getter,
It's you, who's in charge of your own fate,
You know you can do much better.
There is nothing in life you cannot achieve,
As long as you've the mind and the guile,
You can do anything is what you must believe,
Those aspirations will bring on a smile.
If you fall to the ground get back on your feet,
Nobody's perfect we all make mistakes,
Convince yourself that you will not be beat,
It's through knowledge that our spirit awakes.
Work hard at learning and toil with a will,
Pass on to others the wisdom you've gained,
Having more friends than enemies is truly a skill,
You'll be proud of what you've attained.
Life comes but once it's yours to enjoy,
The experience can be full of mystique,
Common sense is what you must deploy,
It makes you precious and truly unique.
When you think of yourself to achieve your dreams,
You can chart your future with precision,
Fight for your rights they are yours to defend,
How,
Tribute to A Poet Saint
Oh Swami Muktananda Paramahansa that bliss of liberation you attained
by Guru Nityananda's grace emancipation in this very life you had gained.
You were a representative of the lineage of poet-saints that had gone before
showing how easy it was, by chanting the name of God, to meditate for sure.
You stressed the importance of repeating the mantra 'Om Namah Shivaya'
and that if done with love would bear fruit regardless of who was the sayer.
There was so much energy about you that one could feel, like an ever present force,
the supreme blessing of Guru Nityananda was with you always being its very source.
You were a living embodiment of chitishakti or divine power-knowledge-bliss
and most of all those who came before you could also easily experience this.
It appeared at times you were unapproachable if one was by your presence overawed
and that you were on the constant lookout for any sincere aspirant who was not bored.
You also emphasized and revealed the true nature of the guru-disciple relationship
stating in plain modern words what was expected of one like in an apprenticeship.
Many secrets of the inner path you divulged and laid bare in all your writings and talks
saying the receiving of Guru's grace was what made a difference on the path one walks.
A book called 'The Play of Consciousness' explained some of the inner experiences you had
your spiritual autobiography for the world at large making many inspired and extremely glad.
To many it meant that someone was still around living these days who had been through it all
and was available to instruct and guide others on the path to the goal he'd been to well before.
You were a living True Saint, Sadguru or Perfect Master to many it seemed
and showed the way or path of the Siddhas being the one which you deemed.
Living at a place called Ganeshpuri in India nearly fifty miles from Bombay
many came from all parts of the world to see you and in your ashram stay.
In the abode you named 'Shree Gurudev Ashram' in that land of yoga where people came
many found what they were after becoming your devotees to whom you gave a new name.
There was a strict daily discipline of chanting certain scriptures, work, study and meditation
and also the occassional all night chanting of the name of God which was a holy dedication.
The atmosphere in that place was so pervaded by the energy radiating from your being
almost as if one were living in another world and could not help what they were seeing.
The whole place resembled that of a temple palace attracting people from far and wide
who came to experience what with your grace you said was to be found but only inside.
You opened up a whole new ancient path of spiritual experience leading gradually to the goal
that people from all walks of life could participate in and regain the lost treasures of their soul.
By one-pointed devotion, self-effort, obedience, meditation and the blessings of Guru's grace
anyone could practice Yoga easily without much struggle and attain that inner peaceful place.
There were many new centres that opened by enthusiastic devotees in far away lands;
with the money, sweat and labour of all those who selflessly gave by their willing hands.
And it didn't really matter at what distance or place this centre was situated from you,
although not physically present your spirit, being all pervasive, was subtly there for you.
You also visited many of the countries where your devotees lived both in the east and west
giving darshan to all those old and new followers of the Siddha path you said was the best.
Initiating many people by either a look, word, thought, touch or even by your physical presence;
and all who received of your grace getting a real buzz, were invited to tell others of its essence.
It was mostly at a certain two day program, held every one or two months, called an 'Intensive'
anyone could partake of the Siddha Yoga Initiation offered, at a price, which wasn't expensive.
This was also designed to enhance and recharge those who were already practising meditation
involving chanting, meditation and talk sessions including a lunchtime meal and brief relaxation.
One had to participate fully, from about nine to five, over the two days, usually on a weekend
to get the full benefit of what the program had to offer and experience Guru's grace descend.
This was really the main date on the calendar for all those into meditation that were not to miss
if they had nothing better to do and wanted to get a lift in their 'sadhana' and acquire some bliss.
It remotely seemed to be a bit of a fund raising venture with all the money seen changing hands
but to those who couldn't afford it, must of been painful missing out, one somehow understands.
There was also the question, which crossed one's mind, as to what was being bought and sold?
- a meditative experience the result of Nityanandaji's grace through Swami Muktananda's hold!
Although no one was ever heard to complain about not getting their share of what was being given
and with the attitude of 'the more you put into something the more you'll get back' one was driven.
It also depended a lot on how much in tune you were and what prior preparation had been made;
how sincere you were in your effort also what devotion and faith at the feet of the Guru one laid.
There were no restrictions, it appeared, to either old or young, male or female to begin meditation,
all could profit and benefit in one way or another in the process and practice of Self contemplation.
One had to have an open mind and heart to receive and partake surely of the Grace that was there;
that power of the True Living Master, which was so all pervading, being available for any to share.
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poem by George Krokos
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Adrift In Life
Adrift in life without a course, not plugged into a Heavenly Source,
Moved about by the waves in life, with no reliance on Jesus Christ,
Moved along without direction, by choice without Godly discretion,
Looking for other sources to cope, drifting in life without real hope.
We need true guidance from God, not from man with a worldly nod,
This will lead one further astray; from the Truth that God has to say,
So it is God’s lead, we must take, in all the decisions that we make,
To walk, not drift through our days, walking with God, to His Praise.
Only God can help those adrift, when they’re found in a spiritual rift,
Who are separated from the light, mingling in the darkness of night,
Living life with little thought of, The Lord and Savior reigning above,
As from Him they carelessly stray, living on their own day after day.
Truth upon you God will not force, but, He’s not an alternate source,
All guidance must come from Him, while in a world darkened by sin,
God must be involved in the plan, in the life of every believing man,
Not simply involved but to lead, as God’s Truth we prayerfully read.
In a world of trouble and strife, we must trust to God our whole life,
Not simply to trust, but to obey, when a thought tempts us to stray,
No longer to drift along in life, but, to follow our Lord, Jesus Christ,
While receiving Blessing from God, lead by Christ’s Staff and Rod.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
The Time Will Come
There comes a time almost uncertain it is
when all before one is not as it seems.
The trials and temptations overbearing are
somehow resolved just like after our dreams.
Life's always a struggle trying to achieve
one's ideal creation where nothing is real.
Everything has only a relative existence is true
sustained by imagination maintaining its weal.
Knowledge is revealed to all from within
who question sincerely their inner being.
Curious of what the whole show is about
discover the truth of what they're seeing.
Very few are those who realize the truth
and reluctant it seems are they who know
to reveal to them who are yet unready,
without any preparation willing to forego.
Submission and humility in one's ignorance are
really great virtues and required for the path
on which all are destined to reach that glorious state
of infinite wisdom and love as the divine aftermath.
poem by George Krokos
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Truth And Lies
Honesty flying around
The stories inconsistent
You tell me one thing
Another tells me different
Is there any truth left?
Are your words true words?
I know a lie's alive
I've been assured and reassured
Truth and lies
Fake or real
Messin' with my mind
Just take and steal
I'm not seeing straight
Literally, no lie
My eye for truth
Has been shot down, died
No mistakes and yet regret
Comes here and there and then
But when I step back
The situations a win-win
If your story is but true
I will believe it so
I will have made up my mind
Eyesight no longer blind
If only your mouth speaks truth
And your words are lies
I will pay attention & mention
And your story, you will revise
Ill mention your flawed words
Ill bring to notice:
Your story, you told it
My poem, I wrote this
Never in an ever
Fall for a clear lie
I see much much more
There's truth in my eye
poem by Jared Bradford
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What We Sow, We Shall Reap.
The old wisdom are showing the way
Most of us know these but tries to ignore and say
I am living my life as I want,
And look what they get with that if they are not enough observant.
What ever is our life, somehow we caused it,
We are the ones who get the benefit.
Only we have the power to help on us
What we put into life it returns with a plus.
Make up your mind if you follow the old wisdom,
If you watch what you do, then you can blossom.
Became the real child of the Universe,
Helping humanity for a better life to immerse.
Always follow your feelings and see what comes out,
Learn from everything, because every problem is just an opportunity try out
Everything is necessary for YOUR evolution
Learn how to face it with your emotion.
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An Eternal Source
There is one man, Jesus Christ, who is the role model of my life,
My friend, His Word I hide inside, He is my shield and my guide.
The never ending source for me, of what through God I can be.
It is The Word of God of course, that Living and Eternal source.
Inspiring men through the ages, with God’s Wisdom on its pages.
And God’s Eternal Wisdom friend, found in The Bible has no end.
God’s Word began back in Eternity, before this world came to be.
His spoken word, penned by men, is the Bible’s source my friend.
Wisdom from its pages flow, challenging Believers as they grow.
Transforming a heart and mind, while leaving all the past behind.
Directed from the dark of night, through its pages filled with light.
Filling up with the mind of Christ, while preparing for Eternal Life.
To Moses God spoke The Law, to a nation both weak and small.
This Law would point every nation, to Jesus Christ, for salvation.
Christ then spoke to Apostle Paul, instituting Grace over the Law.
Through one man all would fall, but in Christ, there’s Grace for all.
Israel was given the oracles of God, to be led by His staff and rod,
To lead all nations to the place, so they could accept God’s Grace.
Grace has appeared to all men, in a world that stood condemned.
This Grace helps us to live our life, while we wait for Jesus Christ.
Friend God’s Divine Revelation, was spoken to reach every nation,
In the last days through Jesus Christ, to lead all men to Eternal Life.
Forgotten will be the words of men, all earthly wisdom that they pen.
Soon their wisdom God will sever, but God’s Word shall last forever.
(Copyright ©11/2005)
Youth Of The Nation
The last day of the rest of my life
I wish i would've known,
Cause i would've kissed my mama goodbye
I didn't tell her that i loved her and how much i care
Or thank my pops for all the talks,
And all the wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what i always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school
Who knew that this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking the test,
I took two to the chest
Call me blind, but I didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn't hear nothing
Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I didn't really know this kid
Though I sit by him in class
Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment,
He forgot who he was.
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was,
I know it's because
Chorus:
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
Little suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the whirl
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself
She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just with different faces
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better.
Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide
It's kind of hard when you ain't got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then
You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat
Chorus
Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain
That i feel inside, i'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
It's the blind leading the blind
I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know
There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists
Chorus
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The Most Sought After Thing
What is that one thing which we all crave or want the most of in life?
is it wealth, health, fame, knowledge, love, a perfect husband or wife?
Or is it in fact a combination of all these things and yet even so much more?
something, perhaps that is everlasting, once gained can never be lost at all?
If such a thing did exist then could it be acquired or had?
and if so how could one have it and do good instead of bad?
Where would such a thing be found or come from or who be the giver thereof?
Could it be made available to all at any time when there was a genuine need of?
Is it a state of divinity the source of infinite power, knowledge and bliss
that each and every one can attain being their birthright but only dismiss?
It just so happens that all the true religions of the world seem to point in that direction
calling it specifically by a different name while having the same underlying conception.
An ultimate realised state of immortality without any restriction of time or space
transcending body, mind and individuality; every subtle and phenomenal place.
Not subject to any change or decay, though embracing all within itself seeing
and as one without any second, immaculate and complete, an unlimited being.
A supreme unique state of freedom and really the most sought after thing,
a plane of being of pure wisdom which in its wake all the above does bring.
That one victory of all victories which wins yourself and your true Selfhood
the real purpose and meaning of all life culminating in Universal Godhood.
There have been many in the past and even in the present who have gained this state
although it's virtually impossible to attain on one's own without being their good mate.
So dedicate yourself for the goal with love to gain their divine favour or benevolent grace
by a pure mind and heart seek their company letting one of them guide you to That Place.
poem by George Krokos
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The Life Of Man
The life of man here in this world is an adventure and one of self discovery
the emphasis being in searching for something that is lost and its recovery.
Through the accumulation of knowledge man gains a little wisdom
but it's only with self knowledge does he ever attain true freedom.
Man's life isn't only that which is confined between birth and death
but includes that between death and rebirth and beyond in breadth.
A human being is not just a creature with only a body and a mind
but is also a soul which is of a spiritual nature or essence in kind.
The life of man undergoes many ups and downs in his worldly travail
and is only after much struggle here beyond it he then also has to sail.
The body and world are like prisons from which he longs to find a way out
and it's from within himself only does the right answer ever come about.
Man's life is caught between many opposites his reason can't fully comprehend
but then reason is limited to the mind and beyond it does not normally extend.
It's through a spiritual awakening his mind can get a glimpse of something more
and so begins another journey of man's life in which his soul lies the secret shore.
The life of man is like a paradox and man himself is also an engma
and through all his dealings in life usually gains unwanted stigma.
By thoughts and actions man can either achieve freedom or bondage
in that play of knowledge and ignorance then lies his fateful heritage.
Man's life becomes what he knowingly or unknowingly makes it out to be
but behind all his efforts and accomplishments he really strives to get free.
It's by questioning his individual existence in relation to a universal one he may find
that he is a very part and parcel of That Whole to which also belongs all of mankind.
The life of man has many meanings and it's to one or a few of them people cling
as the world goes round some people, with all their heart and mind, often sing.
These songs of life not only do tell of man's inner yearnings and aspirations
but also sing of his eventual freedom in past, present or future generations.
Man's life is accomplished when he realizes and identifies with his hidden soul
and life's purpose or meaning has brought him to that actual and common goal.
The life of man is an eternal one and can be known through and by The Truth
which is really a song of Infinite Love and can give man his freedom forsooth.
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Thankful Man
My daddy was blue collar
He worked for the man all of his life
He showed up when he didn't want to be there
A man of his word, believed in doing things right
I remember when i was a kid
He'd say time and time again
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
I'm a thankful man for every turn
On every highway I've been down
Every mile I've lost, every crossroad stop
Every storm that turned me around
Oh, it's better than I could have planned
It's made me who I am
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
My mama was a dreamer
But she was the rock that we all leaned on
She taught me about the lessons in life
The difference between what's right and wrong
And every word was a gift from her
That helped me understand
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
I'm a thankful man for every turn
On every highway I've been down
Every mile I've lost, every crossroad stop
Every storm that turned me around
Oh, it's better than I could have planned
It's made me who I am
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
It's better than I could have planned
It's made me who I am
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
t's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Thankful Man
My daddy was blue collar
He worked for the man all of his life
He showed up when he didn't want to be there
A man of his word, believed in doing things right
I remember when i was a kid
He'd say time and time again
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
I'm a thankful man for every turn
On every highway I've been down
Every mile I've lost, every crossroad stop
Every storm that turned me around
Oh, it's better than I could have planned
It's made me who I am
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
My mama was a dreamer
But she was the rock that we all leaned on
She taught me about the lessons in life
The difference between what's right and wrong
And every word was a gift from her
That helped me understand
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
I'm a thankful man for every turn
On every highway I've been down
Every mile I've lost, every crossroad stop
Every storm that turned me around
Oh, it's better than I could have planned
It's made me who I am
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
It's better than I could have planned
It's made me who I am
It's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
t's a good life; it's a real good life
And I'm a thankful man
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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The Radiance Of Pure Being
In the light of another sun
much brighter than this one
there no darkness is ever seen
as the mind of thought is clean.
When the ladder is climbed to that domain
what any go there with except love is vain.
Everything else may or can exist below
which is only what this light does show.
There is the Radiance of Pure Being
the like of which few are ever seeing.
A very rare experience by actual sight is had
as the mind is bewildered but the soul is glad.
Intellect and reason have been left behind
as all else except to that light one is blind.
Intuition or direct perception is the means
whereby the mind at its own source gleans.
Any limitations and divisions there don’t exist
only the effulgence of True Light does persist.
Though we receive light and warmth from the stars, moon and sun
all the light in the universe put together can’t ever equal That One.
Could it be That from which all of existence flows
as time and space by mind’s true reflection shows
and whatever seen here is the becoming of That which forever is;
in tangible finite shape or form a manifestation of The Infinite is?
The Radiance of Pure Being is also the essence of everyone’s soul
and so is seen after self effort and grace have performed their role.
To live through all of our days in life and be ignorant of That Light
isn’t what any of us have been born for in this world or given sight.
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Note:
This poem relates to an experience vouchsafed to me while staying in the ashram of Swami Muktananda Paramahansa back in 1978. It was almost 20 years after that time the words or inspiration came to write about it.
poem by George Krokos
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Youth Of A Nation
Last day of the rest of my life I wish I would have known cause i'd have kissed my
momma goobye. I didn't tell her that I loved her or how much cared or thank my
pops for all the talks and all the wisdom he shared. Unaware I just did what I
always do. Everyday the same routine before I skate off to school but who knew
that
this day wasnt like the rest, instead of takin the test I took two to the chest.
Call me blind but I didn't see it comin and everybody was runnin but I couldn't
hear nothin, except gun blast, it happened so fast I didn't really know this kid
though I sat by him in class. Maybe this kid was reachin out for love or maybe
for a moment he forgot who he was or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged,
whatever it was I know its because
CHORUS
We are We are the youth of the nation (repeat)x4
Little Suzzy she was only twelve she was given the world with every chance to
excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell she might act kinda proud
but no respect for herself
She finds love in all the wrong places the same situations but different faces.
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her too bad he never told her she
deserved much better.
Johnny boy always played the fool, he broke all the rules so you would think he
was cool.
He was never really one of the guys no matter how hard he tried, with the
thought of suicide
It's kinda hard when you ain't got no friends, he put his life to an end they
might remember him then.
You cross a line and there is no turnin back he told the world how he felt with
the sound of a gat.
CHORUS x4
Whos to blame for the life that tragedies claim no matter what you say it won't
take away the pain, that I feel inside I'm tired of all the lies don't nobody know
why it's the blind leadin the blind.
Guess that's the way that the story goes, will it ever make sense somebody's
gotta
know, there's gotta be more to life than this, there's got to be more to everything
I thought exists
song performed by by P.O.D.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Heart Of Poetry
The mystery of words wisdom of the heart to each
angelic form, the voice of emotion in verse.
The melody of heart speak in words that feels the
emotion to express the deepness of feeling in the mind.
Thoughts of words flow to the emotion to make meaning,
to the essence that moves, sensitivity inside emotion
through the words.
Intellect of mind with the knowledge of experience power of
wisdom transcend to composition to unlock the perfect will of
words justify hidden truth.
The magnificent power compose words gives roots
blossom to the garden of heart and bring fruits to the heart of men.
Love kind words are power to win oneself to transform the
beauty of inside emotion to one particular individual.
The poetry, words of wisdom comes from inner motives of
good heart that gives us privilege to express the hidden
beauty of thoughts inside mind to put it in words.
The power to dominate inside individual for beauty and
wonder purpose of life.
Copyright (c) Jocelyn Dunbar
13th of May 2006
7: 50 A.M.
poem by Jocelyn Dunbar
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Life’s Lessons
From our very birth we enroll in life’s school,
Adhere to wisdom and don’t be counted a fool,
After we first learn to dine, converse and walk,
We find instruction on teachers board in chalk,
Then much advanced education we seek to find,
Merely with worldly jumble we pack our mind,
Truthful wisdom to us our ancestors did impart,
From which we chose straight away to depart,
Moral principles from our youth we were taught,
But after worldly gratification it was we sought,
Youthful life was lived fast; rolling and rocking,
Then the school of hard knocks came a knocking,
And for true knowledge my empty soul yearned,
But only selfishness in everything I had learned,
So blinded by worldly mind-set I could not see,
Others mattered and that it was not all about me,
The golden rule I’ve found to be absolutely true,
Do unto others as you would have them do to you,
Ancient wisdom makes for much brighter days,
Abundant truth can only be found in GOD’s ways!
poem by Joseph Blitch
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My Whole Life
Oh, hey
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
To you
Mmm mmm mmm
Oh, yeah, babe
My whole life has changed
Since you came in, I knew back then
You were that special one
Im so in love, so deep in love
You make my love complete
You are so sweet, no one competes
Glad you came into my life
You blind me with your love, with you I have no sight
Girl, you open me, Im wide open
And Im doing things I never do
But I feel so good, I feel so good
Why it takes so long for me finding you
This is my story and Im telling you
Its not fiction, its surely a fact
Without you right here having my back
I really dont know just where Id be at
My whole life has changed (my whole life has changed)
Since you came in, I knew back then (ooh oh)
You were that special one (you were that)
Im so in love, so deep in love
You make my love complete (you make, make my love complete)
You are so sweet (oh, oh), no one competes
Glad you came into my life (ooh)
You blind me with your love, with you I have no sight
I analyzed myself, I was buck wild
Never thought about settling down
But all the time I knew I was ready
But not with all my friends around
But girl, I put you first now (I put you first now)
You made me, helped mould me (helped mould me, baby)
Turned me into a man, Im so responsible
And I owe it all to you
My whole life has changed (my whole life has changed)
Since you came in, I knew back then (oh, oh)
You were that special one (you were that special one)
Im so in love, so deep in love (oh, oh, oh)
You make my love complete (you make my love complete)
You are so sweet, no one competes
Glad you came into my life (so glad you came in)
You blind me with your love (blind me, baby)
With you I have no sight
{god has blessed me} God has blessed me, baby
Girl, he was good to me when he sent you
{Im so happy, baby}
Im so happy, Im so happy, baby, oh, yes, baby
{share my world} come and share my world, baby
Oh whoa yeah yeah
{Im so in love} Im so in love
Im addicted to your love, baby, yeah
My whole life has changed (oh, yes, I am)
Since you came in, I knew back then (ooh)
You were that special one (you were that very, very special one)
Im so in love (you were that very, very special one)
So deep in love
You make my love complete (you make my love complete)
You are so sweet (yes, you did, baby), no one competes
(no one competes, oh)
Glad you came into my life
You blind me with your love (come on)
With you I have no sight
My whole life has changed (my whole life has changed)
Since you came in, I knew back then
(you made a difference in my life)
You were that special one
(I knew you were that special one)
Im so in love, so deep in love
(when I first laid eyes on you, babe)
You make my love complete
(you make my love complete, darlin)
You are so sweet, no one competes (no one competes, baby)
Glad you came into my life (no one, no one)
You blind me with your love (no one)
With you I have no sight (come on)
My whole life has changed (oh whoa whoa whoa)
Since you came in, I knew back then
song performed by by Ginuwine
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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It Has Always Been You - Pt2
Part 2
The days did pass by and as I was growing up with age
You would sometimes come and offer advice like a sage
especially when found out doing naughty things some days
by my elders, at the time, being not agreeable to their ways.
They would, by inflicting pain, try and get the message across to me
that what I'd been doing was particularly not very pleasing to see.
Those were the times when I would hide and cry my heart out,
wailing with remorse and anguish I would doubt You were about.
Blaming You for my misfortunes I would try and close the door
not accepting Your existence and then declaring a private war.
When all would become quiet and my mind's rage did subside
You would try and reason with me to put all my weapons aside.
Often were the times when I would listen rapt with awe,
to words of wisdom coming from deep in my heart's core.
Little did I know, at the time, that they would prove to be true,
as only to realise, much later in life, that they came from You.
Yet then, many a time, I had the temerity to pass You by
and meeting with troubles and difficulties wondered why.
The hardships I encountered seemed only to confirm in my mind
that You were a figment of my imagination better left far behind.
My alienation from You increased to such an extent,
as I grew up, becoming a storehouse of ill-content.
Associating with those very much in the same boat,
I began to drift and sink in life's tide rather than float.
Such was my plight, I realised, turning my back on You
ignorantly, yet willingly, tangling with a desparate crew.
That worldly ocean contains very many surprises in store,
for the unwary traveller, going away from the home shore.
By living an unnatural existence in a stormed-tossed sea
it's everyone for themselves disregarding their humanity.
But there were the moments when You would shine through
via members of my family and others advice on behalf of You.
Little did I heed though, what they would concernedly tell,
as I plunged headlong into a self-created, God forsaken hell.
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poem by George Krokos
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Charade
Some nights we made our love in the sand
And at the tide we held our love in our hands
And we listened to music the ocean was playing
The words that our two hearts were saying
That only two lovers can make
Let us ride on the wind while this moment is real
Your the light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade
And this felling knowing you blessed me forever
And believing I have been touch by your love
And the pleasure of knowing the evening won't tare us apart
We can follow the sun to the day light is gone
We can gaze up the sky till the night is over
Light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade
And this felling knowing you blessed me forever
We can follow the sun to the day light is gone
We can gaze at the sky till the night is over
Light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade
And this feeling knowing you blassed me forever
We can follow the sun to the day light is gone
We can gaze at the sky till the night is over
Light of my life
You are welcome to my Charade..........
song performed by by Bee Gees from Mr. Natural
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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