Stages
As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.
Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slave of permanence.
Even the hour of our death may send
Us speeding on to fresh and newer spaces,
And life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.
poem by Hermann Hesse
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Getting Old
When you’re young you think you know it all
Then you get old and life begins to unfold.
In their youth they don’t think ahead
The future is something they do not dread.
They feel that everything in life they can control
They’re young and strong and very bold.
Aaaah! Those beautiful days bring back memories
Of how simple life used to be.
Youth had respect for the elderly
And their fellow man.
Now the elderly they try to scam.
When they are older they will see
They want respect and to live with dignity.
they are young and they don’t seem to understand
That with age you may need a helping hand.
Everything in life comes in stages
It’s like a book when you turn the pages
It gets deeper and keeps you enthralled
Until the time that you reach the end
And you’ve lost all your family and friends.
The First stage is when you are a child
And someone is taking care of you for that while.
The Second stage is when you become a teen
And you feel like a king or queen.
You feel that you can not get old
This is what you believe at this stage in your life
Because you’re not looking at the struggles and strife.
The Third stage is the adolescent years
And you feel you’re in control and lose your fears.
The final stage is when you become old and gray
And your youthful years have slipped away.
You look back and ask yourself!
where did All those years go?
Why did I waste so much time?
And the most important thing is
That I am so glad I made you mine
For with you by my side I had a life divine.
So to the youth who have not gotten to this stage
Don’t get angry, and get rid of your rage.
There is no way to turn back the time
For time just moves straight ahead
You’re getting to the point that you now dread.
WELCOME TO OLD AGE! HA-HA
poem by Louis Rams
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In God’s Ways
We can know The Lord’s Ways, upon a path paved by Grace,
One that takes us to the place, where we accept God by faith,
As He lifts a veil from our face, the Truth of God we embrace,
Truth for all of the human race, revealed to us to God’s praise.
This grace takes all as they are, as fallen sinners near and far,
Right to the Cross of Calvary, where grace opens eyes to see,
Their need to embrace the Cross, as fallen men spiritually lost,
And to accept The Savior’s Love, to be cleansed in His Blood.
This is only where men start, as sinners with a change of heart,
When we believe in Christ Jesus, new direction, He gives to us,
Redirecting each heart and mind, to leave our old ways behind,
As we begin to follow Jesus Christ, in what becomes a new life.
In His Ways we learn to live, through the Spirit, God would give,
Through His Word we are lead, when with God, we move ahead,
Parting from the dark of night, we begin to live in Christ’s Light,
As we surrender to Jesus Christ, His Spirit helps us live our life.
We find God’s Ways we can trust, as our Lord takes care of us,
Sustaining us through all our days, while we live in God’s Ways,
Living our life on the narrow way, He helps us to grow each day,
As God helps us in all our ways, so we lift up to God our praise.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
Searchin My Soul
Ive been down this road walkin the line
Thats painted by pride
And I have made mistakes in my life
That I just cant hide
Oh I believe I am ready for what love has to bring
Got myself together, now Im ready to sing
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home
One by one, the chains around me unwind
Every day now I feel that I can leave those years behind
Oh Ive been thinking of you for a long time
Theres a side of my life where Ive been blind and so...
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
Everything gonna be alright
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
Dont wanna be alone in life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home
Baby I been holding back now my whole life
Ive decided to move on now
Gonna leave all my worries behind
Oh I belive I am ready for what love has to give
Got myself together now Im ready to live
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
Everything gonna be alright
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
Dont wanna be alone in my life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Speeding to Leave Your Behind Behind!
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
Get up and ready we gotta go.
Speeding to leave your behind.
You can't benefit if you're dragging slow.
Speeding to leave your behind.
Who said what you do,
Doesn't get you where your'e going.
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
Get up and ready we gotta go.
Speeding to leave your behind.
You can't benefit if you're dragging slow.
Speeding to leave your behind.
Who said what you do,
Doesn't get you where your'e going.
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
Why stay up half the night!
Looking for a falling star?
To make a wish...
Then,
Dismiss it.
And why,
Do you wish to fight with me?
Someone who's always there for you!
Someone who wants to have life,
Like you do!
I don't wanna do it but I'm...
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
But I'm...
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
Get up and ready we gotta go.
Speeding to leave your behind.
You can't benefit if you're dragging slow.
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
But I'm...
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
But I'm...
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
But I'm...
Speeding to leave your behind behind!
Speeding to leave your behind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ready To Love
When I look at you all I can see
Is the shadow of your life
You see this stage is a mirror
You can see me
But I can't see past its light
Lovers have tried to reach down inside
I only said that they were wrong
But when all I've got left is me and my pride
I realize you can't buy love with a song
So somebody take me out of the night
Show me what life is made of
Won't somebody reach inside of my heart
I think that I'm ready to love
I think that I'm ready to love
I feel like I'm ready to love
Well a lesson that's learned too late is a crime
I can't stand the pain of what could have been
Oh it's such a shame there's no one to blame
But no one knows what I have seen
What do you see when you look at me
Do I really seem so far away
But the song will go on
And you will applaud
And look at me I'll just keep singing
Somebody take me out of the night
Show me what life is made of
Won't somebody reach inside of my heart
I think that I'm ready to love
I think that I'm ready to love
I feel like I'm ready to love
Oh show me what life's made of
Somebody please reach inside of my heart
I think that I'm ready to love
I think that I'm ready to love
I feel like I'm ready
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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Depression
They give you a pill for your depression
They say, 'It will soon go away'
They tell you it's a defect in your expression
It comes and goes like passing days
They tell you not to think in colour
'Try monochrome, or shades of grey'
They tell you not dream or think too deep
Or imagine living on a better stage
They give you a word for your depression
'feeling low or feeling blue'
They give you a place for your depression
A place they send the 'depressed to'
Of no direction, hope or purpose,
A gallery of muted faces
Who sit in silence devoid of violence
Watching the chairs and empty spaces
They send you to hell with your depression
Take your ID at the door
Relieve you of all your possessions
Leave you howling on the floor
I've seen them caged in adult cages
Past the stage of want and care
They leave them swaddled up like babies
And forget that they are even there
There is a name for depression
It's called 'extinction' learn it fast
The sand is falling quickly through,
Let's leave before the hour is past!
yvette m smith feb 09
poem by Yvette Smith
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Get Off The Stage
Oh, you silly old man
You silly old man
Youre making a fool of yourself
So get off the stage
You silly old man
In your misguided trousers
With your mascara and your fender guitar
And you think you can arouse us ?
But the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
Downstage, and offstage
Dont you feel all run in ?
And do you wonder when they will take it away ?
This is your final fling
But then applause ran high
But for the patience of the ones behind you
As a verse drags on like a month drags on
Its very short, but it seems very long
And the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one
So, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when we get down off of the stage
Please stay off the stage - all day !
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when weve had our money back
Then Id like your back in plaster
Oh, I know that you say
How age has no meaning
Oh, but here is your audience now
And theyre screaming :
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
Because Ive given you enough of my time
And the money that wasnt even mine
Have you seen yourself recently ?
Oh, get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
For whom, oh ...
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
Get off the stage
For whom the bell tolls
song performed by by Morrissey
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God is Eternal
Aspiration of every bloosom in this world
Is to live with happiness though it is on cost of squabble;
But controversly everyone denied the fact-
God is path and destination of all soul.
At the first stage of life,
It is adorable rose,
Loses his time in enticing sweet buds,
And this precious time is hitted by shoes.
After this joy and passionful stage,
Next stage arrive episodically,
One is Juicy mango,
Busy in managing all system responsibly.
Just like quarry with no relax at day,
No sleep at night; Willing to do everything for money,
And so on in the pace of life,
Lost his original happy and honey.
After this one pace forth in life,
It is tendril of bottle-gourd,
No Power at own, No stamina at own,
And heart begin to cry at loosing Lord.
And, after this colourful journey,
One takes departs from this life,
Without thanking the supernatural almighty,
Who is presenter and saviour of our life.
O Foolish Creatures!
Keep a corner in your heart always for god
Who is eternal and kind and helpful
To everyone and is everyone's Lord.
poem by Indrajeet Mishra
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Players
The summer leaves in autumn fall
covering grass and garden walls.
A passing page on life’s stage
soon forgotten as the next season calls,
a circling unforgiving tide
that carries with it our passing lives.
Players are we upon the stage
of life’s ever turning page.
We live today and pray for tomorrow
that we may again grace the stage
of its next passing page.
And so life goes on
from birth and beyond
as players on the stage of life.
23 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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There are many stages to a man's life. In the first stage, he is young and eager, like a beaver. In the second stage, he wants to build things, like dams, and maybe chew down some trees. In the third stage, he feels trapped, and then 'skinned.'' I'm not sure what the fourth stage is.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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An Advice
An Advice for you my friend
I do not want you to get a heartache
Just because I do care
Keep the doors of your heart always opened for whole
Be generous and love the people as much as you can
Without putting any discriminations or differences between them
Because we all are the same
One thing I want you to be aware of my dear
While you open the doors of your heart
Do not give them 'a sit' at the 'first stage' in your heart
While there is the doubt
May you'll be given
The 'last sit' at their heart's 'back stage'.
Till you prove if they really deserve it or not.
Do not give anyone a 'sit' at the 'first stage' in your heart.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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We are fast approaching the stage of the ultimate inversion: the stage where the government is free to do anything it pleases, while the citizens may act only by permission; which is the stage of the darkest periods of human history, the stage of rule by brute force.
Back In The Day
Where were you when it happened
Where could you be found
Were you at the front of the stage
Or in the underground
From S.F. out to Old Brit
New York to L.A.
The world of metal changed forever
Back in the day
Well that was back in the day
And if you weren't there
It doesn't matter anyway
Because you wouldn't understand
Live to die
Die to play
Every day and place
Leave a path of metal
Across a world from stage to stage
Well that was back in the day
And if you weren't there
It doesn't matter anyway
Because you wouldn't understand
In denim and Leather
We were a one for all-all for one force
Knocked Rock n Roll on it's ass
And put metal on the course
Back in the Day
If you wern't there
It doesn't matter
Cause you wouldn't understand...
This is our way of life
A life that was born free
To follow orders how to live
Was never meant to be
Hints of thunder, seeds of lightning
The power hits the stage
The music was exciting
The mania raged
We all had the fever
Our ears started to ring
Feeding this wildfire
Consuming everything
Metal's king back then
And still is to this day
others imitate or challenge
But it never goes away
song performed by by Megadeth
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When The Set Has Changed
Both of us are too 'stage' ready.
We are those, 'Light, camera and action' folks.
Easily provoked...
When in meditation.
Or whatever that is called,
After someone is seen nodding to a sleep...
From boredom.
Both of us are too 'stage' ready.
Drama bent...
And prepared to chew up the scenery.
At a moment's notice.
However...
What is there to prove...
When the set has changed.
And so has the crew!
And the seats of the audience have been removed...
Without a single question asked.
To leave the ones rehashing the past...
Astonished they no longer mesmerize!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Givers Takers
life is full of givers
stealers of life takers...
givers give to all races
takers take leave empty spaces...
it is impossible to give to compulsive takers
takers never satisfied with deleting happy faces...
life is full of givers
givers give to all races...
stealers of life takers
takers take leave empty spaces...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Stages Of Development
Every life goes through stages,
stages of development.
It starts with our birth,
the first stage in our lives,
and ends with our death,
the final stage when we
evolve to a higher plane.
Each stage along our journey
prepares us for our final stage
and the journey
that has to be taken by us all.
18 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Tear And A Smile
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
For the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
To flow from my every part turn into laughter.
I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.
A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
Of life's secrets and hidden things.
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
To be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.
A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;
A smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.
I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I live Weary and despairing.
I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the
Depths of my spirit,for I have seen those who are
Satisfied the most wretched of people.
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and Longing, and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.
With evening's coming the flower folds her petals
And sleeps, embracingher longing.
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet
The sun's kiss.
The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment.
A tear and a smile.
The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come
Together and area cloud.
And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys
Until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping
To the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to Return to the sea, its home.
The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.
And so does the spirit become separated from
The greater spirit to move in the world of matter
And pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow
And the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death
And return whence it came.
To the ocean of Love and Beauty----to God.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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The Stage Is Bare (A Michael Jackson Tribute)
The stage is bare
only a microphone stands alone.
A part of our life is gone;
no, more we hear the words and music
that once so tenderly graced our ears.
A gulf remains for the life not there,
now gone forever from our lives.
Only a memory of what had been
and what had filled so many empty souls.
The stage is bare
and all that remains is a ghost
of what had been.
A haunting memory of someone’s life
before they left the stage of life.
No more now the suffering of mortal pain,
they left with an always-remembered name.
Their star still shines
in all that remember a life that once was.
7 July 2009
poem by David Harris
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Bird Is Ready To Leave
love is a part of life
magical feeling thats apart of your heart
it comes and goes just like a bird that
becomes an adult who is ready to leave home
we are not ready to leave home
but
we sure can make it
if not we will fly back home
and ask for help
even though we grow old
things can stay between us
nothing can change that moment were we hatch
from our eggs
and grow to fly away from home
poem by Allison unknown
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Letting Go
I rise from my death.
My old life is done.
My new life is hardship.
The old life was fun.
Gave it all away.
Not the things that I owned.
The old seeds of my life.
And the things I had sown.
My life was about me.
And the things I could get.
At the expense of another.
In my ways I was set.
I had to lose all I loved.
It was then I could see.
All that I had been.
And not all I could be.
I think of a Man.
And the truths that He’d taught.
He’s the meaning of love.
And love I was not.
Maybe love of myself.
And I got what I gave.
Not the freedom I sought.
But the life of a slave.
I was a slave to the system.
I was chained to the soil.
My spirit was dying.
As my blood it did boil.
Only anger, resentment.
And bitterness remained.
As my spirit lay dying.
I was going insane.
Expectations of others.
What could benefit me?
But my truth was a lie.
And His truth set me free.
If you want the gift of the promise.
Put your life on the cross.
Give your life for another.
And you’ll find what you lost.
Accept others as they are.
Just like God did with us.
Let their path be their choosing.
In the Lord put your trust.
The price has been paid.
For your debts in advance.
So true love you could know.
If you give Him a chance.
His live he gave up.
For you and for me.
Not for who we are now.
But for who we can be.
You are not what you think.
You are more than you know.
If you want to find out.
Then you have to let go.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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