Whatever Brings Joy to Life
Blessed be every woman/man busy
in their work whether assigned necessity whether
Home Office Truck Counter or Assembly
May each find fulfilling craft service or trade
each gifted fair and equal pay for the
stress and sweat sacrificed in their labor
whether working or out of work
single or with family jobs will
always be a source of certain stress
It's finding our own enjoyment
healthy balanced ways to mange and cope
perhaps an occasional drink or smoke
exercise and eating right while still
having your cake and eating it too
laughter shared with friends/family
outdoors or in a cozy room
in private sit in silence listening to the storm
in public laugh at humorous scenes whether
mundane out of the ordinary embarrassing or obscene
a kiss a caress a touch a smile
guiding advice conversation a comment or comforting stare
anything to let fellow loved ones know you are there
herbal remedies or prescription medication a brisk walk
relaxation techniques or transcendental meditation
whatever keeps the mind
from falling back into everyday stress induced depression
read a book magazine an article bird call people watch
follow signs chase visions donate money donate time
walk the dog pet the cat play with the kids
pray take out the boat take a trip go for a ride
listen to music pick up an instrument
appreciate nature appreciate art
take out the bike go for a hike
sing dance spin kick flip
play sport stretch or jump for joy
do karate be brave sing karaoke
be fearless in front of the mic
pick up the pen and write
Anything
Anything at all that brings enjoyment to life
Living compassionate minded
moment to moment
looking for the eternal beauty joy
humor or humanity
present within all
omnipresence of God
Keeping active exercising Mind and body
staying alive maintaining healthy
balanced spirit
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Blessed Be Every Being Busy in Their Work
Blessed be every woman/man busy
in their work whether assigned necessity whether
Home Office Truck Counter or Assembly
May each find fulfilling craft service or trade
each gifted fair and equal pay for the
stress and sweat sacrificed in their labor
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Moment to Moment
Living compassionate minded
moment to moment
looking for the eternal beauty joy
humor or humanity
present within all
omnipresence of God
Keeping active exercising Mind and body
staying alive maintaining healthy
balanced spirit
Balancing act of choices
tight rope of our actions
What is Perfect?
Is it making healthy choices
one hundred percent of the time?
If that's true than perhaps no one is perfect
but if it's achieving the right balance of healthy/ non healthy
than perhaps its true we all achieve perfection in our own
unique and individual way
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Strong Health Makes Life Prolong
Protect your precious health
Neither smoke nor drink
Let not body be abused
Pray for peace of mind
Let exercise be done
Do if possible cycling
Swimming is a fine drill
Running is incomparable
Meditation calms the soul
Walking is the safest
Jogging is concentration
Exercising is ever wise
Food habits if are healthy
Colossal benefits are got
When healthy food is eaten
Health will pick up very fast
Very easily health is nourished
As our body is a great warrior
It possesses plenty of strength
Our duty is to tap it very well.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Stress Away
Stress can be brought on by many ways
family fights, work, love, bills, illness
whatever it is it can make us or break us
to find a way to relieve the stress can be a pain
walks, talks, separations, meditations can help
we all find a way. by the way we clear our minds
the true answer is hidden inside our souls
till we find the answer, bad things happen
fights, separations, loneliness, mind games
it eats at our minds and drains our energies
from wandering minds thru sleepless night
appetites loses as well, depression sets in
we wonder is there no end, will something bend
minutes becomes hours days to month to years
for we need to find a cure, before it consumes us
craziness, lies, fights, works can hurt
to find a way, we must breathe and think
is it worth the hurt, the pain, the strain
things that happen can not be changed
maybe repaired by time, love, mind
don't let stress take your life away
once it does it's strain you'll never fulling recover from
walk away, clear the mind, a gentle laugh, a pleasant thought
to ease the stress, we will Learn and Live a better life
poem by Michael Peterson
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Take Me To The Sunshine
I've been working too hard at the office all year
I've been saving all my days for a break
So I've gotta get away with my baby for a time
If it's just for my sanity's sake
Nothing but work and never no play
Make Jack a dull boy or so they say
And nothing in the world gonna make me stay
I've just got to get away for a day
Oh the smog in the city is clogging up my head
And the noise of the traffic and the poison lead
Too many people I must confess
I'm looking for the cure of a terminal stress
Take me to the sunshine
Take me to the sun
It's a perfect paradise and their ain't no trick
You can walk, you can run, play golf 'til you're sick
Swim all day, you can dance all night
You can even fall in love if you're feeling right
The surf will roar and the birds will sing
And the warm wind sighs as you practice your swing
And the cares of the world will fade away
As you watch the sun setting on a golden bay
They say that modern man needs to find himself
And what's bad for his spirit is bad for his health
And when the world's used up and there's nowhere else
You'll realise mother nature is the Commonwealth
Take me to the sunshine
Take me to the sun
Take me to the sunshine
Take me to the sun
I've been working too hard at the office all year
I've been saving all my days for a break
So I've gotta get away with my baby for a time
If it's just for my sanity's sake
Nothing but work and never no play
Make Jack a dull boy or so they say
And nothing in the world gonna make me stay
I've just got to get away for a day
Oh the smog in the city is clogging up my head
And the noise of the traffic and the poison lead
Too many people I must confess
I'm looking for the cure of a terminal stress
song performed by by Sting
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Stress
When stress gets me, I’m not alone;
It strikes almost everyone;
Be they my kith or kin or spouse,
Relatives, neighbors near my house.
When stress attacks, I’m not alone,
It affects all known / unknown;
Be they friends or strangers or foes,
In office, class-room or indoors.
When stress hooks me, I transmit it
To those around by habit;
It spares no one, however great,
Almost everyone is its bait!
When stress gets me, I avoid it
And train my mind to remain fit;
Worrying, hurrying will not suffice;
Stress is a leading, lethal vice!
When stress gets me, I ignore it,
Expecting things to ease a bit;
A certain stress is good for health;
Ov’rstress is bad as excess wealth!
When stress gets me, I’m angry;
My house-hold pets too go hungry;
My garden plants get no water;
My world gets shrunk- it does matter!
When stress gets me, I can’t sleep;
Engulfed’s my heart in sadness deep;
I must relax/ do exercise;
This is the distressing device!
poem by John Celes
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Finding Happiness
'Finding Happiness'
Yellowing pages curl as history flexes and bends.
With tangled stories and lives our mind we defend.
Life remedies by our kinfolk we have been told.
Folklore we have woven tightly within our soul.
On earth’s venture all life’s learning in soul we tote.
Each new moment seems to bring unfamiliar notes.
With a passion for peace within a confused mind,
We retrace our path hoping a better song to find.
Don't mind what others may do or what they say,
Take some time alone in nature admiring today.
Each moment is perfect as it comes from above,
Showering each of us with an unconditional love.
Be silent and still, clearing the mind of every thing,
Then we shall hear the daughters of music sing.
They play and sing for each of life's special song,
Healing our soul of ill will, making our mind strong.
Then we may dream walk right into the spirit plane,
Where we may relieve ourselves of grief and pain.
Though our mind may sometimes wander so far,
Happiness is a state of mind right where you are.
poem by Joseph Blitch
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Pills.......[SHORT; Medical; Personal; Humor? ]
please see below:
keep going:
you are almost there!
if i really 'need' them i really don't mind pills,
but i'd rather walk and eat to keep at bay my ills.
by 'eat' i mean oats, and apples, and other healthy stuff.
a brisk thirty-minute walk a day isn't very tough.
i'm here at the drugstore, my blood pressure to take.
i hope to quit b/p med, to my life more simple make.
i think i can do it (if i keep up my walking) ,
be prescription-free, and keep on kicking and talking.
i quit my daily blood pressure med a week ago.
my readings are higher but, i think, still good to go.
if ‘doc' doesn't mind me being ‘prehypertensive',
i'll skip the prescription though it is not expensive.
a year ago i took ‘cholesterol med' for a day.
then my new doctor and i agreed to try another way
to improve my lab results with diet for a year, ……
eating nuts, and flax seed oil capsules from my dear.
a year's gone by and soon cholesterol i'll check,
with luck live a few more years, and not die a total wreck.
life's a drag enough sometimes, without being ill.
perhaps i can make it without a prescription pill.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
on second thought… it's not simple not taking pills
IF i have to walk and diet to keep away my ills.
a super colossal MAGICAL pill i would surely take
if then i needn't exercise……. and EVERYDAY i could eat my cake.
(2010)
poem by Bri Edwards
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Notes From Freedom's Heart
i spend a lot of my time writing
about freedom, dignity, and equality....
using a lot of different forms, just
trying to be heard....
but i've come to the understanding
that whether i write it, sing i, play it
on guitar, paint it, dance it, or write
it on signs and march it.....
doesnt matter!
what matters is whether i live it!
when i can look into another human being's
eyes and not see color, gender, religious
or political idealogies, or sexual preference...
when i know that their mistakes and failures
are my own... that there is no difference
between us... that we have the same needs
and desires... and that we need each other.....
when i'm willing to listen, to offer a hand up, willing
to work and walk beside of (not in front of!) ....
when my thoughts, words, and actions reflect a deep
reverence and respect for all that lives....
when my choices validate humanity.....
when i can see without judging... when i'm
willing to speak the truth at all costs....
to give all that i have, and all that i am,
regardless of the risk....
when my own life matters less to me than
the lives of those i come in contact with....
when i'm willing to stand up for what's right,
for compassion, and for hope... even if it
costs me my own life....
then, and only then, i will have become
the poem i've tried all of my life to write...
then and only then, i will have become
fully human.... and will have answered the call
that we all have....
will i continue to write? yes!
but day by day, moment by moment....
i'll keep working!
will you join me?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Follow The Money
Ive got to follow the money
Gotta go to work
Gotta make a living
Till my body hurts
Gotta bite my lip
Gotta wreck my health
Gotta break my back
For my share of wealth
(repeat)
Ive gotta the follow money
Gotta earn my pay
I spent everything
I earned yesterday
Gotta find the cash
cos it wont find me
So I can feed myself
And my family
When I left school I was bummin around
Id smoke and drink and let my mind wander
Id roll out of bed about twelve oclock
I cant do that any longer
Ive gotta folow the money
Gotta go to work
Gotta make a living
Till my body hurts
Gotta bite my lip
Gotta wreck my health
Gotta break my back
For my share of wealth
Now I need to toil cos its good for my soul
I feel clean when Im working
You drop all the mystical celtic bull
cos that stuffs just jerking
Im not saying that I work like my dad
I know I dont work like my mum
But Im made of the same stuff and Im six feet tall
Gimme the tools Ill get the job done
Gotta follow the money
Gotta go to work
Gotta make a living
Till my body hurts
Gotta bit my lip
Gotta break my back
For my share of wealth
Ive gotta follow the money
Gotta earn my pay
I spent everything
I earned yesterday
Gotta find the cash
cos it wont find me
So I can feed myself
And my family
Feed myself and my family
Thats why
Im working
Im working
Im working
Im working
Im working
Im working now
song performed by by Proclaimers
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Clear My Mind
I'm pushing too much pressure on me
I'm so tired because I'm doing so much
I just want it to go away
Clear my mind
Of all things that are negative
Try not to do so much
Focus on important things
Other things can wait
I need to have fun
Enjoy life out there
I can work hard and have great time
Clear my mind
That has bad impact on me and makes me shatter
I need to run and listen to music
Clear my mind
I hate feeling stress out and exhaustion
I'm eating right and try to get exercise
I'm going dropp off things I don't really need to do
I want to feel happy and alive
I want to have energy and have good time
Like I used to in my life
I need a break from everything I do
Once in a while to let it all
This is too much to handle
My head is hurting so much
I just want to scream
I want to
Clear my mind
poem by Christina Phan
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Stress removes stress
Stress your eyes to stare;
Stress your ears to listen;
Stress your brain to think;
Stress your belly to secrete.
Then they grow out of stress.
04.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Single Father
I was a single father raising my child
It had been hard for quite a while.
Having my parents watch him during the day
And no other child with which to play.
I would walk in the door and he
would jump with joy, this was my little boy.
I would give him horsy back rides
And he would laugh until he cried.
We would play “ hide n seek”
And thru his fingers he would peek.
Then we’d run around playing tag
He’d laugh so hard that he would gag.
He had such a shrilling laugh
That the gasses I would pass.
Then he’d laugh even harder
This is my son, and I his father.
Now he is in school learning to read and write
And his grades are dynamite.
I come home from work and still
Make time to play.
And I thank GOD for him every day.
A father and son playing together
In this life what can be better?
It can be better when you have
a boy and girl to share your life.
The boy will go thru cuts and scrapes
And she will go thru satin and lace.
She will pick out her own dress to wear
And certain secrets with you she’ll share.
She will play with her dolls and toys
And capture the hearts of all the boys
She will become the soft side of you
For this is what little girls do.
So to all the single fathers still out there
This is my poem with you I’ll share.
Not many fathers will accept responsibilities
But there are some out there like you and me.
poem by Louis Rams
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You and Me. I laugh. (what you do to yourself)
You are you,
And I am me,
But you came to me,
And my friends,
You came into our arms,
when you were new,
Then you found THEM,
You left us for them,
You went to their side.
I look at you now and I laugh.
Not because your weird,
Or your dumb,
But because of your future.
I am me,
I know where i am in life.
I know my plan for the future,
I know I want to go to college,
And then graduate,
And be successful,
I know I have friends who really care and love me,
I work to get what I want,
I don't wait for it to be given to me,
Or wait to loose the chance of earning it,
Like you.
I don't go out and party all night,
I don't get laid whenever i want,
I don't blow off homework,
Or set it off till later,
I do it then and there,
I get it out of the way,
Then I go out and have fun with my friends,
Yet i do not drink,
I do not get high,
I keep my mind safe,
I save the memories I make,
I don't throw them away.
Like you.
So I do not laugh at your cloths,
I do not laugh at you,
I laugh at your future,
I laugh at your choices and thoughts,
I laugh at your ideas of having fun.
Wasting your mind,
Wasting your life,
Forgetting and loosing your memories,
Wasting your money,
Wasting your friendships,
wasting your time,
This is your fun,
This is your life.
Keeping my mind,
Keeping my life,
Remembering and keeping my memories,
Saving my money,
Cherishing my friendships,
Using my time for friendship family and love,
This is my fun,
This is my life.
I laugh at you.
Someday I will read about in the paper or see you on the news,
I will see a mug shot,
Or hear about your 'untimely' death,
See you on the street,
Steeling from a store,
Or dressed in gold and diamonds that you bought with money you didn't earn,
and I will laugh.
I will be the one with the baby on my hip,
The loving husband by my side,
The home of a modest family,
I good job,
And friends,
I will be the one who is truly happy,
I will be the successful one,
I will be the one who is truly rich,
I will be the one who is free,
Not running from the world,
Or trying to run ahead of it,
I will be the one with the sense of mind,
And modesty,
I will be the one who helps by doing what i can,
Not being who I can't.
I will be the one with a life,
I will be the one who is famous,
Not you.
You dont have to be in the news,
Or have lots of money,
Or know the 'right people',
to be famous,
You may have money,
And the press following you,
But I will be more rich then you,
I will have the life you don't have,
I will have a family who loves me for me,
I will have a job I love and that keeps me going,
I will have true friends who go through anything with me.
I will be rich.
So you come to me and my friends,
Looking for refuge,
Until you find THEM,
Then you leave and through your life away.
And as I pass the path you now walk,
I look and I think of what you're doing,
I think of who you are now,
I think of what you have become,
and I laugh.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Lifes Real
*There are so many things in life you face
There are many things in life that brings you down
But, life’s short, sometimes you have to keep going and just smile
Try not staying down to long
Try to put it aside and move on
You can’t live your life stressing on how to deal with things
Life’s much more than that
Sometimes it’s thinking things through
And deal with the important things first
And worry about the other things later
I know you battle with you brain
And your thoughts you chase
I know dealing with feelings and stress is one big debate
*Life’s has a lot of hard work
Life has a lot of headaches
Life has a lot of drama
But believe it or not stressing not the way to deal with things
Life has a way to put you down
And makes you feel you’re beneath it
But, you have to put yourself on top
*Life may play tricks on your mind
That you start to go crazy
Or just plain out of your mind
But believe it or not
There’s always a way to shine
*Life’s real, that I understand
Life’s real, Life you have to EXCEPT
Life you can’t STRESS
Life you have to live at your BEST
Life also you must live to the FULLEST
poem by Chaymeriyia Moncrief
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A Best Way To Peace!
Prayer to God is the best way to get peace;
Meditation in Nature is smooth way to peace;
Book is another way to forget worries to peace;
I prefer musing over the beauty of Nature to peace!
Many become unstable without work, friends or family;
Life is evolved in Nature which is a book ever updating
That when one sees never gets let out in life in the world;
This is my experience I tell you all to remember to follow!
Beauty of Nature, music melodious and inspiring book
Make one elated to high spirit equipping to scale God
Present in the Universe, a greatest wonder of all time
Inspires with God spirit powerful to go confident ever!
Confidence, courage and endurance inspired by Nature
Lifts up human spirit to divine spirit to enjoy peaceful bliss!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Sonnet: Healthy Living
Man, blame thyself for all new maladies,
Afflicting us and newer ones that come;
Just learn to work from Ants and honey-bees;
A healthy life of body, mind welcome.
Diseases most stem from our laziness;
The excess speed of work can cause some more;
Luxury is not same as happiness;
Man’s venturous heart and lifestyles make the core.
The environs polluted is one cause;
Stress, accidents, cancer, old age can kill;
The cure evades and man is at a loss;
The mind’s ‘milieu’, body and soul are ill.
Reset your life and try to be healthy;
Good body, mind and God make one wealthy!
poem by John Celes
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How Are You?
How do I feel? You'll never guess!
My life is just an effing mess!
It's all anxiety and stress
And it's getting worse, not getting less!
Perhaps I need some therapy?
Some soulful music or T.V?
Not Transcendental Meditation
But just some decent medication!
Or do I need a damn good drink?
It's better than an effing shrink!
Please God, give me some peace of mind
So I can leave these blues behind!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Play It Again Sam
Well we read best selling novels
So we can talk between the lines
And we often close our eyes
Just to hide the dollar signs
And were suddenly pretentious
And conform with the stream
Were born and bred believers
In the american dream
And we drink our whiskey straight
Though we do not like the taste
And we dress in obligations
With a top hat show of haste
And we hinder our reactions
As we measure what we say
Until someone starts to cry
And the faces turn away again
Play it again sam
Take it slow and easy
Sing about the land of the brave
And the home of the free
And theres a man who will tip you
Better than youve gotten yet
If you play us a happy song
And help us forget
Play it again sam
Well we donate to our charities
To deduct our future taxes
And we flock to bars for drinking
Though one never quite relaxes
And we compromise our standards
If it means well get attention
And the things we need the most to say
Are the things we never mention
Play it again sam
Take it slow and easy
Sing about the land of the brave
And the home of the free
And theres a man who will tip you
Better than youve gotten yet
If you play us a happy song
And help us all forget
Play it again sam
Now I know God is up in heaven
Its hard to keep in mind
Sometimes when youre searching for relief
And hell is all you find
And I know that Im a romantic
I might seem a fool to say
Im know Im going to see a few hands joined
Before my dying day
Play it again sam
Take it slow and easy
Sing about the land of the brave
And the home of the free
And theres a man who will tip you
Better than youve gotten yet
Just play us a happy song
And help us all forget
Play it again sam
Play it again sam
Play it again sam
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Prayer for Ruby Lee
Dear Lord Jesus,
I know of this woman who needs your help in a bad way.
I have heard she is having a bad time, and her grand-daughter is there to stay
I don't know much about her Lord, all I know is her name is Ruby Lee
she needs a bit of your strength and love
so she can go home healthy and happy
I'm sure her family has been very stress and sleepless nights
I ask you Lord for peace and strength till, the day her family reunites
Please give Ruby Lee strength for her body to heal
and for her family, I ask your grace on them please reveal
In Your Name We Pray, Amen
poem by Denise Girod
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