Mystery of the Mind poem - I carry a forest with me
i carry a forest with me
in the midst of which are
treasures begging to be found
some my friends help me,
some my teachers,
the others nature points
out to me in its own subtle ways
the rest, i just leave it to my inner
ears and eyes and hopefully
i could unravel all that is in my little world
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Man & Woman
Two faces of the same subtle world
That constitute the complete world,
Two spins of the same subtle force
That generate all works in universe,
Man and woman are god in halves.
Man and woman in pure forms,
Harmony at its most blissful kind;
Man and woman in harmony spawn
A world of love, peace, contentment,
Where god exists in purest form.
Man and woman are gentle flames
Eager to fill to a single flame;
But, alas, clash shadows 'neath flames
To disturb harmony's fluid flow,
Blur creations with shadows' patches.
A magnetic wind fills man and woman
To pull them together and add to each;
Each is other's need fulfilment, bliss,
And there lies the nature's subtle skill
To stir the world with excitements.
No world is world sans man and woman
To fill colours and flow gentle emotions,
To flood the world with grief and bliss;
Man and woman make life live to live,
Barren like deserts without their match.
Man's half is laid in woman's world,
Woman's half is laid in man's world;
World ordained both to keep diatance
To struggle to reach the other's world;
Like honey's dropp on a sword's edge.
You play with fire to have your half,
Or cower to be safe and lose your Self:
So is the challenge to mould your life;
Man and woman, a pleasant challenge,
Of precious treasures deep in oceans.
Man sans woman, woman sans man,
Empty like a temple without its god;
They fill the void nature created in each,
They work vital forces needed for each;
They share and bare for common good.
Man and woman are length and breadth
Of the live fabric that constitutes life,
Man forming warps to woman's woofs;
Textures are safe till both criss-cross life
To carry their weights across to the end.
Man blossoms woman, woman blooms man,
Both fill around divine fragrance;
Like sun and moon, they complement
And light all the worlds day and night
And make the life a trapeze of pleasures.
Man is woman's needs built to a mould,
Woman is man's needs built to a mould;
And needs in pursuit excite life's course
To network each other to quench thirsts
By ways and means spared by the world.
Man and woman are eyes of life process,
Man and woman lead each other ahead
To treasures of life hidden otherwise;
Woman lights man's; man, woman's life,
If exists the lamp of harmony and love.
poem by Praveen Kumar
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Cults
I will not suffer cults or doctrine,
thats designed to let evil spirits in
to this world, our families,
to manipulate us as they please,
because they're evil,
and so unkind,
they want to get into your mind,
as they're paranoid of being caught,
for doing things they shouldn't ought,
to do to people, young and old,
to leave us empty, feeling cold,
so they can steal your life your gold,
pirate assholes, they will see,
that they will not get the better of me,
and I'll destroy all those that try,
because they've opened my little eye,
to all their evils, their devious ways,
so I will spend the rest of my days,
getting rid of such evil creatures,
pirates, clergy, and false teachers.
and the clans that cause such evil ways,
from NASA and many other planes,
will be removed, sent on their way,
and stop them having their evil ways,
with me and you, and all you love,
and protect your children from such cults,
with evil books and evil bibles,
the like of which promote heathenism,
and ever feuding tribalism
to gain them blood and babies too,
to carry out rites that are not due,
to good and kind people,
to the righteous minds,
so lets get rid of them,
dispell them, and their kind.
poem by Paul G Fisher
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Song Of A Rebel
When I tell you that I love you
Always have in mind
That I am human
I do not have the power
To bring you some faraway
Stars to light
Your highness
Or dive the deepest oceans
To bring you the precious
Pearls
To adorn your
Royal ears
When I tell you I will care for you
Please understand
I am still on earth
Just like your other lovers
And friends
I experience the same pains
And joys
I carry with me common troubles
I am not superman or batman
I am and look at me as I am
Ordinary Human.
I am like the rest who also
Know how to love this country.
I have my own world too
And so when I say that I love you
And if you love me too,
Love me and the world that I carry
Love too my world
Love too my cause
Love too my rebellion.
(inspired by G.G.)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The real eyes
there are so many
ways to look at the world
as many ways
as there are eyes
just ask the bulky
eyed whirring cicada?
the slit eyed hawk eagle?
the moon eyed owl?
there are as many
ways to see the world
as there are invisible eyes
the old man you see
in your reccuring dream
the images that refuse
to leave the mind
even one goes blind
the eyes you dont see
through which you see
the eyes that scan a
million world for you
to see just one world
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Addiction Free
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
What I mean and what was meant,
Are conditions that inspired past arguments.
But now I'm heated and there's no need,
For us to discuss anything any longer.
There's been too much blood shed.
And your empathy bleeding ways,
I've seen more than I wish to see.
What I know and expect from you,
Is more of the same game...
With nothing changed,
And too redundant to believe.
What you expect has been to my expense.
Both physical and spiritually.
My goodwill and nature you've taken.
And not a worthless dime,
Have you offer to give...
Or attempted to leave.
Don't come to me when you aint got nothing.
Begging for something from me.
I've given you too many shirts off my back.
Now I'm going to help you,
Get addiction free.
Like I will be,
When you get your ass away from me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beautiful nature in the forest
Our beatiful nature
as it is full of leisure
it keeps us suuplied with food
and gives us too shelter which is good
our beautiful nature
in the forest the trees swing
while the birds sing
the grass dance at the birds tune
as their moisture will run away so soon
our beautiful nature
as you step inside the forest
i set my foot on the ground to rest
as the forest skin holds my feet
the dew rans way and the grass take a sit
our beautiful nature
i pick out a fruit from a tree
since they are provided for free
i dont even need to bend on to one knee
i relax inside with calm
since the forest has also a natural charm
which will protect me
from any living predators
lastly i came out happily
as i was fed so quickly
which makes me to be taking care of nature
so lets all take care of nature
poem by Tanaka Chirombo
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A Dying Soul.
There' on solitude,
Wounded by their windy deeds of jealousy,
Wounded by their windy deeds of treasures,
Thought there' in plays,
But not of vivid terms of picture,
There' on solitude,
But not of there ways in picture,
There' on solitude,
Gone too far,
Gone in the physical,
Gone from the midst!
They w'll not understand!
For though it's difficult and must say,
I know them too well,
Ecclesiastes, Proverbs, and Wisdom of Solomon,
They shall tried but not of the callers,
Testifiers of life i called,
Peharps, witnesses of mind.
There' on solitude,
Appealing a rescue,
For they in everywhere want,
Begging to have by force,
They are not dumbed,
They speaks but very silence,
Fear to surrender,
Fear for their deciet of confusion,
For they are liars everywhere,
For they are killers of no accusation,
What to do,
In this windy treasures of their powers,
Death preferably?
For i know it well,
Days and nights,
Thanks his grace,
His grace of been a being of days,
For they knows that he knows,
A prophet in class,
A dying soul.
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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Show some care
I witness.....
with my own naked eyes
the battle between life and death
like the fish along the shore
barely able to breathe
begging for life
struggling to live
man.....please......
leave the nature alone
let the green green forest grow
let the green green grass grow
let ones live
with dignity now and forever.
Ode to Teachers
Ode to Teachers
Teachers are not just people whose job is to teach
Teachers are not just people who grade our papers or stand at the front of the classroom
Teachers are not just people who give us homework
No!
Teachers are part of our life
Never to be forgotten
Teachers are like steps that help us
Help us make it to the top
To be a greater person
To exceed expectations
They prepare us for great outside world
With its stone cold heart
Where if we trip and fall on our face
It will laugh at us
But because of our teachers
Our wonderful teachers
We remember to get back up
poem by Dreamin Big
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This is a World of …
This is a world of hierarchy;
This is a world of inequality;
This is a world of curiosity;
This is a world of ignominy!
But
This is also a world of charity;
This is also a world of purity;
This is also a world of morality;
This is also a world of bravery!
This is a world of ‘haves’ and ‘have-nots’;
This is a world of rich versus the poor;
This is a world of the powerful versus the weak;
This is a world of the ‘well-to-do’ versus the ‘downtrodden’.
This is a world of joys and woes;
This is a world of friends and foes;
This is a world of sharing and greed;
This is a world of loving and hatred.
Yet,
This is a world of inter-dependency;
This is a world of wars for peace;
This is a world of thought for others;
This is a world of common good.
This is a world of aligning with Nature;
This is a world of realizing God;
This is a world of accepting God’s ways;
This is a world of futility.
Yet,
This is a world of dreams and realities;
This is a world of accomplishments and risks-taking;
This is a world of making the world a better place for all;
This is a world of loving brethren and brotherhood of nations.
This is a world of adultery;
This is a world of mastery;
This is a world of flattery;
This is a world of mystery!
So,
Let us rethink, amend our ways;
Let us toil with a purpose for the race;
Let us keep a smiling face;
Let us spend usefully, the rest of our days!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 30-09-2010
poem by John Celes
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Mother Nature, I Love You.
You display things known, unknown
In ways, I can’t imagine;
You teach me so lovingly
Most things, I need to know.
You unravel secrets great
To curious searching earthlings;
You reveal to men who seek,
The glorious works of God.
You share beauty’s treasure trove
That’s hidden to most eyes.
You infuse the knowledge base
That all on earth need most.
You heal wounds of mind and heart
That science cannot ever heal;
You give joy to pining souls
That world can never give.
You help poor, born upon earth
To sleep in peace ’midst peril;
You unleash your furious work
When men will not repent.
Mother Nature, I love you –
Heart of God’s love, unfolded;
Remains your might unfathomed,
Till God ushers Doomsday!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-16-2009
poem by John Celes
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Humanities Lecture
Aristotle was a little man with
eyes like a lizard, and he found a streak
down the midst of things, a smooth place for his feet
much more important than the carved handles
on the coffins of the great.
He said you should put your hand out
at the time and place of need:
strength matters little, he said,
nor even speed.
His pupil, a king's son, died
at an early age. That Aristotle spoke of him
it is impossible to find—the youth was
notorious, a conqueror, a kid with a gang,
but even this Aristotle didn't ever say.
Around the farthest forest and along
all the bed of the sea, Aristotle studied
immediate, local ways. Many of which
were wrong. So he studied poetry.
There, in pity and fear, he found Man.
Many thinkers today, who stand low and grin,
have little use for anger or power, its palace
or its prison—
but quite a bit for that little man
with eyes like a lizard.
poem by William Stafford
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Teacher’s Day in India,2010
Teachers teach students to learn;
Teachers show them how to earn;
Teachers guide students to read;
Teachers help them if they need.
Teachers share with pupils, ken;
Teachers show them how to pen;
Teachers train them in most things;
Teachers make them good earthlings!
Teachers mould their character;
Teachers act facilitator;
Teachers are a boon on earth;
Teachers bring students, mirth!
Teachers care for children-wards;
Teachers don’t expect rewards;
Teachers slog throughout life-span;
Teachers make them man / woman.
Teachers are a humble lot;
Teachers make learning, an art;
Teachers perform well their part;
Teachers love students in heart!
Teachers are next to parents;
Teachers are a nation’s wealth;
Teachers make a student great;
Teachers are a must for all.
Revere teachers on this Day;
Thank them truly in some way;
Emulate them, if you may;
‘Give them good health, God’, you pray!
“Happy Teachers’ Day! ”
Most lovingly dedicated to all my teachers,
Living and dead, who made me,
‘What I am, today! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-09-2010
poem by John Celes
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Happy Teacher’s Day in India,2010
Teachers teach students to learn;
Teachers show them how to earn;
Teachers guide students to read;
Teachers help them if they need.
Teachers share with pupils, ken;
Teachers show them how to pen;
Teachers train them in most things;
Teachers make them good earthlings!
Teachers mould their character;
Teachers act facilitator;
Teachers are a boon on earth;
Teachers bring students, mirth!
Teachers care for children-wards;
Teachers don’t expect rewards;
Teachers slog throughout life-span;
Teachers make them man / woman.
Teachers are a humble lot;
Teachers make learning, an art;
Teachers perform well their part;
Teachers love students in heart!
Teachers are next to parents;
Teachers are a nation’s wealth;
Teachers make a student great;
Teachers are a must for all.
Revere teachers on this Day;
Thank them truly in some way;
Emulate them, if you may;
‘Give them good health, God’, you pray!
“Happy Teachers’ Day! ”
Most lovingly dedicated to all my teachers,
Living and dead, who made me,
‘What I am, today! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-09-2010
poem by John Celes
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My Angel
I found a friend
Who always knows something's wrong before I do
I found a friend
Who has listened to everything I say
I found a friend
Who is beautiful and doesn't know it
I found a friend
Who is kind, and caring, and funny
I found a friend
Who loves me for being me
I found a friend
Who tries to understand me
I found a friend
Who loves to give me compliments
I found a friend
Who keeps the guys from annoying me
I found a friend
Who loves being around me even though people talk
I found a friend
Who is kind, and mature, and amazing
These two friends
I'm lucky to have
These two friends
I will always have
These two friends
Help me in different ways
These two friends were sent to me from above...
poem by Tiana Webb
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Just Leave Me To Nature
In Claraghatlea near Millstreet my life's journey began
And in that old Townland i grew into a man
But i cannot say where my remains will lay
I will be with Nature and that is okay.
I will be with Nature and it will not matter to me then
If i am not remembered as one of the great men
Who were of a benefit to human kind
For centuries of fame i do not feel inclined.
I've heard her birds sing and I've breathed her air
Just leave me to Nature of me she'll take care
And even if my bones to ashes will burn
I was born of Nature and to her I'll return.
Just leave me to Nature for to rest in peace
From the cares of living I'll have found a release
In Claraghatlea near Millstreet i first saw light of day
But i am not to know where my remains will lay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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My Ears - My Eyes
My ears are my eyes because I am blind.
When I cross the street I listen for the sound of cars braking.
My ears are my eyes.
When I enter a room I tap my cane onto the floor and listen for the distance the echo travel to know how far I am away from someone else. My ears are my eyes.
I may never physical see the beauty of a spring day, but when I hear the birds are chirping, bikes constantly peddling by and lovers saying I love you. I know it is a beautiful spring day. I may be blind but I still see my ears are my eyes.
Note: No I am not blind myself but I know several people who are and this is me letting the rest of the world how they see through my poetry.
I Have Found Me A Home
By: jimmy buffett
1973
The days drift by
They dont have names
None of the streets here look the same
And therere so many quiet places
And smilin eyes match the smilin faces
Chorus:
And I have found me a home
I have found me a home
You can have the rest of everything I own
cause I have found me a home
My ol red bike
Gets me around
To the bars and the beaches of my town
There arent many reasons I would leave
cause I have found me some peace
And the ladies arent demandin here
Theyll never ask too much
When youre comin off a cold love
Thats sure a nice warm touch
Chorus:
Yes I have found me a home
I have found me a home
You can have the rest of everything I own
cause I have found me a home
And the days drift by
They dont have names
And none of the streets here look the same
There arent many reasons I would leave
cause I have found me some peace
Yes I have found me a home
I have found me a home
You can have the rest of everything I own
cause I have found me a home
Yes I have found me a home
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Old Friends
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
Saw you walk into the club last night
Could not even believe what I was seein
How do I even stop thinkin of you?
cause in my eyes youre still mine
Nobody told me I would feel like this
Wanting you more as the years walk on by
Now Im not afraid to say what i, I believe
But I wish you were my wife
My old friend
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(my old friend)
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
First time we met so cool, cool I never knew
You would become so closely to my heart
And now when I look back, girl I was so blessed
The rest never passed the test
Im choosy when it comes to newfound friends
And I wish they could be so smooth
(just like you)
And you never sweated me girl that was so tight
You were an angel in my life, oh, if
(I knew then)
What I know now
(what I know now)
Oh, yeah
(you wouldnt be with him)
You would be here
(youd be here with me)
My old friend
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(my old friend)
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(spoken-ralph):
Wow
Wish I only knew
What I know now
Im sorry baby
(my old friend)
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(old friends)
Old friends
Are the best friends
(are the best friends)
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(what I wanna do, what I wanna say)
Old friends
Are the best friends
(I cant believe I have to leave without ya, baby, baby, baby)
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(yeah)
Old friends
(sometimes, sometimes I get so lonely, so lonely, so lonely girl)
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(old friends)
Old friends
Are the best friends
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(my old friend)
Old friends
Are the best friends
(are the best friends)
All my old friends
Are my best friends
(my old friend)
song performed by by New Edition
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Being in Touch With Nature
Striking beauty surrounds
the world but few stop
to take a look at it. Few
stop to take care of it.
It can become detrimental
to one to not be in touch
with nature. Feel it, touch it, see it
but most of all protect it
Nature's course is a continuous
battle from deforestation to
forest fires to floods.
To fear nature is to fear life
but so many are fearful
to put themselves into it.
My friends, my enemies, everyone
do not be afraid of nature