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Human

Lifetime. The biography of the human
race.
History. The story so far...the story of
humanity.
Generation to generation. You were...I
am.
Family. The quavering stability.
Warmth. Companionship in a cold world.
Reason. The wrinkle of the head.
Love. The insanity of the heart.
Frost. The loneliness of failure.
Heat. The illusion of success.
Burn. The reality of betrayal.
Alone. The deception of solitude.
Touch. The healing of loneliness.
Forgiveness. The divinity of humanity.
Passion. A heart ablaze.
Success. Flight above sky limit.
Anger. Brief madness.
Bitterness. Cancer of the heart.
Revenge. The cocktail of payback.
Adversity. The food of man.
Feeling. The enemy of faith.
Memory. The home of the past.
Past. The claw of yesterday.
Frustration. The echo of rejection.
Sickness. The distortion of normalcy.
Speech. The scream of the heart.
Thought. The speaking of the soul with
itself.
Silence. The loudest wisdom.
Listening. Rarest act.
Pride. Prelude to removal of helium from
balloon.
Music. Life in motion.
Dance. Soul expression.
Lyrics. The dancing of words.
Pain. Surgery without anesthesia.
Tears. A rush of sea to the eye shore.
Smile. Laughter in slow motion.
Moments. The photograph of a lifetime.
Time. The portrait of forever.
Giving. The inlet for reception.
Beauty. An iridescence of imperfection.
Happiness. Most sought after.
Glory. The hope of man.
Regrets. The baggage of the journey.
Mistakes. The growth of wisdom.
Introspection. You looking at you.
Face. Emotion billboard.
Peace. Life at rest.
Hope. The thread of life.
Life. The name of the play.
Time. The name of the referee.
Man. The name of the actor.
Sin. The name of the villain.
Death. The name of the end.
God. The name of the author.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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Tears of the Greatest

oh! tears, holy are you who comes to my emptiness, of
where ever I go, you have been the mirror of what I am
true today who brings me tomorrow, and always in my
midst and night stay in my bedside play, until the last
minute of my last day, says a goodbye

you swift my deep slumber, hugging what I feel and
express in your honest tears, where the inner passion
of feeling resemble in my immortal soul, everything
desire the joy and the pain my heart adore

touch me, squeezes and grips my whole heart that grief,
leave me alone in the shadow of the wilderness and hold
me not to accept my triumphant happiness, where every
teardrops tell the meaning of myself, give me the
wisdom to hold the past and the memories that takes so
fast

now that i'm in your side, where do I go from here, where
should my loving feeling subdue when you did come
always to my way, you who have been in the path I’ve go,
believe that you will be with me until it last for a lifetime,
leaving the end of the day and longing to live in the end time

life wait me not, the tears I give it up, take me to live in
your loving mortal eye, will I’ve stay, look I'm always in your
way, sheltering the feeling of what you believe, shows
me of what is life is all about, for in every tears it fall there
is always a call and your heart I know is full

let my tears come and go, I waited you for me to show,
happiness and failure you wanted me to cried, for in every
teardrops you fall my heart leads you know, that my eyes
want you stay in every way I go, for in my journey, my tears
becomes in me……

poem by Antonio Liao
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the Way To Success

failure may outnumber success
failure is there
to make you strong
failure may cause pain
but nothing goes in vain
failure keeps you in touch
with reality
failure gives wisdom
failure gives experience
cowards don't fail
It's for the brave
who leave the shore
to sail into unknown
failure is a stop
in the journey of life
don't stop at the bend
today's failure would be
tomorrow's bigger success
failure is the cradle
in which success rocks.
failure is not a sin
failure is the first step for success
failure teaches you how to succeed
failure always helps in your success
failure helps you from failing
if you fail, it's not the end of the world
try!
success will definitely be on your way
so will run away your failure
but...
never forget your failure in life which helped you in your
SUCCESS

poem by Liioona Mohie
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Journey To The Past

As I arise;
With my bare feet walk back slowly,
Back to where my heartaches lay;
I stride to step forward
Forward to the haunting past
Where my life is being caged
Dwelling in vague happiness
Imprisoned from failed hopes
Making my tomorrow covered with reeks
A journey to the past, my heart seeks.

Voices from nowhere, echoing;
“Be free;
Before you pursue your journey,
Let loneliness and confusions slip away,
Just be free from all your pain and sorrow.
So, your journey towards tomorrow, with glee
“Untangle yourself from the chain of yesterday,
Cleanse your heart from pain,
Loosen every bit of confusing thoughts,
Be free from nightmares of broken dreams
Let you life flows like glistening streams.”

Voices within me, whispers;
“Let me journey to my past,
Let me breathe again the coolness of the old air
That I may love the freshness of the new air
I can live my today and face tomorrow
With new beginning, of a new hope and new dreams”

My journey of growing, my journey to the past;
Bury each memory; the shadow of yesterday,
Quest a new life, living in reality
A new me.

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poem by Maia Padua
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Heaven Sent

A love of heart and soul I've yearned for
Then God gave me, you
The riches of this world can't keep me away
You are my lifeline
My tree of wisdom,
To you I cling when the clouds mount stormy winds
Your branches enfolding for a lifetime
I care not for your past mistakes
For this was part of your journey
Shaking off baggage of my past
All that matters
Is that now, together our journey begins
You are my tree
For I love you endlessly
Forever shading me
Under your canopy
Of angel attended leaves...

poem by Persian Khushi
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Lifes A Journey

I say life’s a journey, because life’s something we have once and everything we do and say is something we can’t go back and change. So I look at life as a journey. That I have to live full out, with no regrets. I don’t have time to live in the past or think about all the bad things. Almost all human being takes life for granted, and I don’t want to be one of those people. So I promised my self to never ever live with regrets, so I try to do whatever my heart tells me. And I try to stand up for all my believes, and I can’t do that if I live in the past or with regrets. It’s a waist of time,
Because life’s a journey.

I usually say if you got a dream go for it, because giving up on a dream is like giving up on life and giving up on life is like sitting and asking god to die. I know it’s hard to go for your dream when people tell you, that you won’t make it. So I just tell my self, whenever I fall I get back up, because I won’t give up without a fight.
Because life’s a journey.

What you’ve got if you don’t have faith, I know it’s hard to hold on to, when we live in a world like this. But I always hold on to my faith and my hopes.
My believes is what often keeps me going,
Because life’s a journey.

Life is hard, we all know it isn’t fair but I say stop worrying about what you/we don’t have and appreciate what you/we have. Because whenever you/we have a bad day someone else has a worse day and in worse case someone might be dying,
Because life’s a journey.

This world need some love, I know it’s easier to hate than love but at least could we try to respect each other. We would get so much more out of this journey then, I really believe that. Maybe sometimes we should just start to think about our self’s than everybody else. Because if we keep hate on each other, we will soon see world war 3, and I don’t think any one wants that to happen. I wish we could all respect each other, black and white, blue and yellow, bigger and smaller. Because at the end of the day we all human being on a journey that can end any time. It’s sad but it’s true,
Because life’s a journey.

Life’s a journey till the day it ends and when it ends there is no looking back or taking back. We had our changes only doomsday will show us if we wasted our time on our journey or if we enjoyed the journey and appreciated what we had. When we are at the end of our journey that’s when we have to face death. Many people forget we have to die because they might be afraid, but I’m not because it’s a part of life.
Life’s a journey till it ends.

poem by Precious Mason
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Cold is The Heart

Cold is the heart of the man who lets no one into his life.
Cold is the heart of the woman who has lost her love.
Cold is the heart of the girl who is better than everyone around her.
Cold is the heart of the man who fights only for himself.
Cold is the heart of the Teenager who needs and wants no one in his life.
Cold is the heart of the cocky young man.
Cold is the heart of the Criminal who is not forgiven for what he has done.
Cold is the heart of the Widow who is left alone in this world.
Cold is the heart of the woman angry at love.
Cold is the heart of the angry young man.
Cold is the heart of the one who does not laugh, and will not smile.
Cold is the heart of the woman who feels no love, and feels no pain.
Cold is the heart of the Businessman who claws his way to the top.
Cold is the heart of the child who feels left out while the others play.
Cold is the heart of the man who denies his emotions freedom.

Coldness in the heart is an absence of love.
It is the feeling of Loneliness,
The presence of Anger,
The lack of Respect,
And the loss of emotion.
It is found in the joyless,
In the emotionless,
And in the inhospitable.
It is a trait of the passionless,
Of the unconcerned,
Of the unsympathetic,
And in those who deny the truth.
But through love any heart can be warmed.

poem by Trever Barlow
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In God's Horizon

it is in God's horizon that all are equal, regardless, of faith, sex, religion, race, even in our decision of where to end our lives our belief, has always been there to reminds the, thirsts of our soul, to a dream of dreams and a hope against hope, that this journey is worth to
live by

the immortal of soul is the only key we hold, to reach what is life everlasting, what we are today is not what we will bring us in life after death, it is our heart, our faith, our being one, our genuineness of belief, that would leads us to the beginning of life

the trust in our soul, woven with forgiveness, weaken God's wrath, that the harmony of a sinner and the giver of life, all things will be judged accordingly, in God's mercy, witness by our very own soul, when time has come to an end, death is certain and life final direction is on the horizon, be sure that in the moment of silence, whisper your soul that, in your heart

..... ' your happy in the company of angels singing hymn of praise with God of which you know Him '... in your soul and want to live through out Eternity.... in God's Horizon

poem by Antonio Liao
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Life is a Journey; Not a Destination

The time has come
To say good bye
I gave it my all
I really did try

I took your heart
Which I broke in two
I tried to fix it
I did all I could do

Your eyes once warm
Now dead and cold
Your words once soft
Now cutting and bold

I became the man
You knew I could be
But now it's too late
These changes you won't see

You live in my past
Not here in today
Tomorrow doesn't matter
Our dreams washed away

You need to be happy
So I need to go
These changes to you
Are only a show

I bid you farewell
I wish you the best
I hope you find peace
I hope you find rest

I hope you find life
How you want it to be
I hope you find love
Even if not with me

My journey continues
Even if I'm alone
My Lord God will guide me
To wherever is home

For He knows my heart
And he knows my soul
In him I do trust
I am not alone
For the day will come
When I know his plan
I once was a boy
But now I'm a man

Even though I feel weak
I know I am strong
My path it is narrow
My path is so long

So I bid you farewell
And I hope I will find
That your path is not different
You're just two steps behind

For this is life is so short
And I have no control
My one living wish
Is to be one with your soul

It may not be tomorrow
But in the next life
Eternity together
As husband and wife

Take care my sweet princess
Take care my best friend
I will love you forever
As time has no end

On my path I continue
My heart it does know
Where God wants to take me
So with Him I will go

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Deep Down Inside

Deep down inside hidden within
hides the pain of my soul, dark memories from back then
so fresh in my heart they seem never to leave me alone
and just when i think happiness is mine, pain reminds me its not gone
in the windows of my soul, pain sits near
leaking out every now and then in the form of a innocent tear
the pain behind the tear is far greater than the little water that slides down my face
its the origin that holds the pain, reality that fills the space
for my tears never reveal the pain in my cry
and happiness is all thats seen to the naked eye
never letting anyone truly understand the reason behind tears rain
for they always hear the story, not once seeing the pain
as if it could be understood, the reason for hearts cry
for my mind has already concluded reality as being the reason why
in all my pain and struggles ive never been able to stop time
ive only allowed pain to pile giving it permission to forever be mine
but the windows of my pain tell a truth, that even i sometimes cant see
all the pain and struggles that ive swallowed through the years has made a warrior out of me
for i am a ball of strength, only revealing a smile
and wisdom has led me to believe throughout the years its strength and not pain that has continued to pile
sometimes my wisdom and heart just dont agree
my soul has to be reminded that this is my reality
that all this pain was built from way back then
and behind hearts door, and souls window my true pain hides within

poem by Wanda Askew Scott
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Oven my opulent heart.....

leave me nothing to say, my heart surrender to
your glimpmming beauty that price no one but a
precious gems like a stuff that commanded the water,
breathlessly hold the wave beneath the devouring
turmoil current of rough red sea

wait me no more, but to embrace my warm body in
the coolness of the winter solstice of the equinox of this
soul lingers most of your stay, nay! i pray that those
fashionable moment becomes, the endless way of the
past

take me always, i offer in the loneliness of my waiting
making me to see that with out you all has come to break,
like a turbulent echo of my soul, dirt’s to the dominion
of madness of my life, filter to the shadow of nothingness,
a day of my end has come to my door and leave with my
heart in the gate of forgiveness

as the time gives no regret and offer no mercy in
your heart, i kneel and vow down my everything upon
your altar rim saying the words that spell, every pieces of
scattered failure and the meaning of madness i made....
please as i return in your tranquility of heart

inflame my hatred of myself and breeze my limitation as i
made my promise again to love you forever...till death do
as part my Darling one......

poem by Antonio Liao
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I Believe In You.... Dear

life is full of meaning that only you and i can tell
everything we share and take, is just but a memories
to remember, that we have partake, the pain and joy is
an experienced of life, a thing to ponder, that we live
is not a journey of lossing oneself but a giving of the best
in you, in giving we learn to live again

life has no contenment it is in our heart that makes it
satisfying to live, for in dying oneself we learn that giving is
something most value of what our soul cherish, our heart desire
to live of what is love, but only in giving that we die

life desire the best to live, for in you, i learn to die, a painful life
encounter of my soul, it is in giving of what is dying that the
meaning of existence is dying the most value in you

your not an angel that i forsake, not even God whom i adore,
nor the master of myself that i respect, or a designer of my
destiny, yet your the wisdom of time that makes me what i am

life that i live with you, is but a searcher of who iam in you, in the
universe, in the moment of time where i exist, your something
that my soul can't resist......
a light that transcent beyond my sight
a sky that i can reach and touch
a horizon of rays that only i can feel
a beauty that flows within my soul
a wisdom that only you can whisper in my heart
a voice of en endless time that tells me that i am not alone

life we take in our journey to the beyond time, is wonderful, and the
answer of fate we meet is a beginning of our unending committment
to live where it ends

poem by Antonio Liao
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Remember

I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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The Symphony Of Life

Sleep to the symphony of life
For your breath is the music
Your thoughts are the lyrics
Your heart is the bass.

Dance in the time that draws your thoughts
For here time is nothing
The dream is your path
The steps of the dance are everything

Lay in the bed of security
For the window is the past
The floor if your foundation
The walls are eternity

Sleep with the lamp of imortality
For the shade is the boundery
The bulb is your heart
THe light is the soul

Live in the house of forgivness
For here you are home
Here you can make mistakes
Here you can be forgiven

Open the doors of change
For the hinges are faith
The entrance is joy
The door mat is hope

Step outside into the endlesness of the soul
For the trees are your neighbors
The animals are your brothers
The sky is your sister

Sleep in the symphony of life
For your breath is the music
Your thoughts are the lyrics
Your heart is the bass

Walk in the endless hall of life
For that shall show you the way
That will be your guide
That will lead you to the ball room of imortality

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Pain...and...Joy

You Are The Pain and The Joy

You are the Pain and the joy
on the stage of life.

You are the pain hunger and the joy
of food on ones table.

You are the pain of the homeless,
and the joy, of the home,
in His heart.

You are the pain on a bitter,
winter day and the joy, in
the warmth of the sun.

You are the pain and joy, in the
solitude, of those moments alone.

You are the pain and joy, that
lingers in ones heart.

You are the pain in music that is bad,
and you are the joy, in my song
of life.

You are the pain, in the tragedies
of the world, and the joy in the
goodness of people.

You are the pain of the orphans of
the street, and the joy, in a
mothers love.

You are the pain, in a sometime unjust
world, and the joy in the spirit
of ones heart.

You are the pain, in the loss of
loved ones, and the joy, when they
are seated at His table.

You are the pain of self destructive
addiction and the joy in redemption.

You are the pain, in the sicknesses of
this world, and the joy in the
hope of recovery.

You are the pain in the misery of the poor,
and disenfranchise, and the joy, in
the parts of society, that attempts to,
raise them up.

You are the pain and you are the joy,
in all things. For you see, in life, there
can not be joy...unless there is pain.

poem by Joe Fazio
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In LIfe...Unless There Is Pain...There Can Not Be Joy