
To God the Father
To the little, pitiful God I make my prayer,
The God with the long grey beard
And flowing robe fastened with a hempen girdle
Who sits nodding and muttering on the all-too-big throne
of Heaven.
What a long, long time, dear God, since you set the
stars in their places,
Girded the earth with the sea, and invented the day and
night.
And longer the time since you looked through the blue
window of Heaven
To see your children at play in a garden....
Now we are all stronger than you and wiser and more
arrogant,
In swift procession we pass you by.
"Who is that marionette nodding and muttering
On the all-too-big throne of Heaven?
Come down from your place, Grey Beard,
We have had enough of your play-acting!"
It is centuries since I believed in you,
But to-day my need of you has come back.
I want no rose-coloured future,
No books of learning, no protestations and denials--
I am sick of this ugly scramble,
I am tired of being pulled about--
O God, I want to sit on your knees
On the all-too-big throne of Heaven,
And fall asleep with my hands tangled in your grey
beard.
poem by Katherine Mansfield

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Heaven
Everyone is trying to get to the bar.
The name of the bar, the bar is called heaven.
The band in heaven plays my favorite song.
They play it once again, they play it all night long.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
There is a party, everyone is there.
Everyone will leave at exactly the same time.
Its hard to imagine that nothing at all
Could be so exciting, and so much fun.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens.
When this kiss is over it will start again.
It will not be any different, it will be exactly
The same.
Its hard to imagine that nothing at all
Could be so exciting, could be so much fun.
Heaven is a place where nothing every happens.
Heaven is a place where nothing every happens.
song performed by by Talking Heads

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Heaven In My Mouth Tonight
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh....
Heaven is in my heart
The Kingdom of our God is here
Heaven is in my heart
The presence of his majesty
Heaven is in my heart
And in his presence joy abounds
Heaven is in my heart
The light of holiness surround
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh....
Heaven is in my heart
We are a temple for his throne
Heaven is in my heart
And Christ is the foundation stone
Heaven is in my heart
He will return to take us home
Heaven is in my heart
The Spirit and the Bride say come
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh....
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh...
Heaven is in my heart
Oh....
Heaven is in my heart
1991 Graham Kendrick
The following is my rewrite of the song lyrics posted above.
A rewrite of the song, Heaven Is In My Heart by Graham Kendrick
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh....
Heaven in my mouth tonight
The king of all sex gods is here
Thrusting sheer bliss
Heaven in my mouth tonight
His oh so lovely errection is sheer majesty
Thrusting ecstasy
Heaven in my mouth tonight
And with that sexy 10 inches plus pounding
I find my joy and lust abounding
When he slides in nice and thick
Heaven in my mouth tonight
The bright lights of a dozen webcams surround
To capture every last erotic detail of him pulsing
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh....
Heaven in my mouth tonight
I am the temple where anytime he likes
He can stick his throne
To make me moan and groan
Pleasuring in
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Slurp, slurp, slurping on his loaded stone
Gets me hot everytime he shoves
Heaven in my mouth tonight
He's married but every other weekend night
When his wife is away
I still go over to play at his not so holy home
Where after we do it doggystyle
He loves to melt
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh yea, yea
Whenever my man tells me to come
I obey
Begging on my knees for more, more, more
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh....
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh...
Heaven in my mouth tonight
Oh....
Heaven in my mouth tonight
2009 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson

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Her Beauty
I heard them say, "Her hands are hard as stone,"
And I remembered how she laid for me
The road to heaven. They said, "Her hair is grey."
Then I remembered how she once had thrown
Long plaited strands, like cables, into the sea
I battled in -- the salt sea of dismay.
They say, "Her beauty's past." And then I wept,
That these, who should have been in love adept,
Against my font of beauty should blaspheme.
And hearing a new music, miss the theme.
poem by Max Plowman

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Bible in Poetry: Revelation 4
1And then, I looked and saw a door
Before me, open in heaven.
The voice I had first heard, then spoke,
A trumpet-like to me and said,
'You come up here, and I’ll show you
What ought to take place after this.'
2At once, I was in Spirit’s way,
And there before me lay a throne,
In heaven, on which someone sat.
3 The one who sat upon it looked
Akin to jasper, carnelian.
An emerald-like rainbow lay,
Encircling throne in gorgeous way.
4Around the throne were twenty-four
More thrones, and elders sat on them.
They’re clad in dress of purest white,
And wore gold crowns upon their heads.
5 And from the throne arose flashes
Of lightning and peals of thunder.
Before the throne, blazed seven lamps,
And these were God’s seven Spirits.
6 Before the throne, there was a sea
Of glass that appeared crystal-clear.
Around the throne, in the center,
There were four living creatures, who
Had eyes both in front and in back.
7The first creature was lion-like,
The second one was like an ox,
The third one had a face like man,
The fourth looked flying eagle-like.
8Each of the creatures had six wings,
Covered with many eyes around,
And present ev’n under its wings.
All day and night, they said non-stop:
'Holy, holy, holy Lord, God,
The Almighty, who was, and is,
And is to come.'
9And whenever the creatures gave
Glory, honor and thanks to Him,
Who sits upon the mighty throne,
And who lives for ever and ever,
10 The elders fell down before Him,
Who sat upon the heav’nly throne,
And worshipped Him who lives forev’r.
They lay their crowns before the throne and say:
11'You are worthy, our Lord and God,
to receive glory, honor, pow’r,
For You created all the things,
And by Your will, were they created,
And have their being forever.'
poem by John Celes

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Butterflies
Eyes aloft, over dangerous places,
The children follow the butterflies,
And, in the sweat of their upturned faces,
Slash with a net at the empty skies.
So it goes they fall amid brambles,
And sting their toes on the nettle-tops,
Till, after a thousand scratches and scrambles,
They wipe their brows and the hunting stops.
Then to quiet them comes their father
And stills the riot of pain and grief,
Saying, "Little ones, go and gather
Out of my garden a cabbage-leaf.
"You will find on it whorls and clots of
Dull grey eggs that, properly fed,
Turn, by way of the worm, to lots of
Glorious butterflies raised from the dead." . . .
"Heaven is beautiful, Earth is ugly,"
The three-dimensioned preacher saith;
So we must not look where the snail and the slug lie
For Psyche's birth. . . . And that is our death!
poem by Rudyard Kipling

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At play
Play that you are mother dear,
And play that papa is your beau;
Play that we sit in the corner here,
Just as we used to, long ago.
Playing so, we lovers two
Are just as happy as we can be,
And I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
"I love you" we both shall say,
All in earnest and all in play.
Or, play that you are that other one
That some time came, and went away;
And play that the light of years agone
Stole into my heart again to-day!
Playing that you are the one I knew
In the days that never again may be,
I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
I love you!" my heart shall say
To the ghost of the past come back to-day!
Or, play that you sought this nestling-place
For your own sweet self, with that dual guise
Of your pretty mother in your face
And the look of that other in your eyes!
So the dear old loves shall live anew
As I hold my darling on my knee,
And I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
Oh, many a strange, true thing we say
And do when we pretend to play!
poem by Eugene Field

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One Year In Heaven
One year in heaven,
One year you've been there,
So far away,
Someday I'll see you in the air,
One year in heaven,
I miss you so much,
Smile down upon me,
And show me your love.
One year in heaven,
It seems like so long,
Since the last time I saw you,
And then you were gone,
One year in heaven,
You left earth to soon,
But I know they need you,
More then I do,
One year in heaven,
I'm alone on the earth,
I miss your sweet kisses,
And all that you're worth,
One year in heaven,
Is God really there?
Why did he take you,
As I cried in despair.
One year in heaven,
I still see your face,
The day that you took,
The last breath you would take,
One year in heaven,
Why did you die,
I know God needed you,
But still I cry.
One year in heaven,
Soon I'll be there,
So wait by the gate,
Please, this do swear,
One year in heaven,
To me it is long,
But you have no pain,
From this earth you have gone.
One year in heaven,
It's so hard to move on,
I'll send you a prayer,
And sing you a song,
One year in heaven,
Life's not the same,
Since you left this world,
I'm living in a daze.
One year in heaven,
You watch from above,
Sit there and smile,
And send me your love,
One year in heaven,
You may think it's just a day,
But this world is so different,
Since God took you away
poem by Michele Weston

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Bigot
Hey! A lot of things I have seen
Without reason I have not grown
My beard long and gray
Do not utter the word ‘'love ‘'
As you have not yet conquered ‘hate ‘
As I have felt your gruesome wrath
When I do not believe in your faith
You are still an immature swine, a bigot
As I have seen your love falls like a cascade
On a ‘hoor ‘of different religion of opposite sex.
Many a time the earth has revolved the sun
And the wind has blown long away
So my beard has become long and grey
Your hate for me and your love for your faith
All are brutally stampeded and entered into the hole of sex.
‘Hoor ‘ means most beautiful woman or most hand some man
poem by Abdul Wahab

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Home In Heaven
Thankfully, our home’s in Heaven, and this earth we just pass through,
On to a place where no one’s been, one special place for me and you.
Friend, our Lord, had said to us, before, to Heaven, Christ did depart,
In God and in Him, to place our trust, so not to have, a troubled heart.
Speaking to those, who by Grace, in Christ the Savior, we do believe,
He has prepared for us a place, that once in Heaven, we shall receive.
Friend, it is that place we long for, and one, our eyes have yet to see,
The one special place, from our Lord, where we will spend an eternity.
One far above this temporal earth, which we’ve come to know so well,
That is fashioned with eternal worth, and absent of the powers of Hell.
The City that Abraham looked for, which wasn’t upon this earthly sod,
A City built by Christ, the Lord, The Eternal City of our Lord and God.
A place prepared with the hands, of this earth’s Creator, Jesus Christ,
Who placed all the sea and lands, prepared us a home for eternal life.
An eternal place to be our very own, where there will be no more night,
Placed by Him, around His Throne; where Christ will be the Only Light.
As all this world, gets darker still, and you could use encouragement,
Why not seek out The Father’s will, and believe on The Son God sent.
He’ll give you Hope in Heaven above, when your life on earth is done,
All through that Gift, of God’s Love, Jesus Christ, God’s Eternal Son.
Dolls
She said: "I am too old to play
With dolls," and put them all away,
Into a box, one rainy day.
I think she must have felt some pain,
She looked so long into the rain,
Then sighed: "I'll bring you out again;
"For I'll have little children too,
With sunny hair and eyes of blue
And they will play and play with you.
"And now good-bye, my pretty dears;
There in the dark for years and years,
Dream of your little mother's tears."
Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,
Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,
Side by side in the coffer there.
Time went by; one day she kneeled
By a wooden Cross in Flanders Field,
And wept for the One the earth concealed;
And made a vow she would never wed,
But always be true to the deathless dead,
Until the span of her life be sped.
* *
* * *
* *
More years went on and they made her wise
By sickness and pain and sacrifice,
With greying tresses and tired eyes.
And then one evening of weary rain,
She opened the old oak box again,
And her heart was clutched with an ancient pain
For there in the quiet dark they lay,
Just as they were when she put them away...
O but it seemed like yesterday!
Topsy and Tiny and Teddy Bear,
Eglantine, Pierrot and Marie Claire,
Ever so hopefully waiting there.
But she looked at them through her blinding tears,
And she said: "You've been patient, my pretty dears;
You've waited and waited all these years.
"I've broken a promise I made so true;
But my heart, my darlings, is broken too:
No little Mothers have I for you.
"My hands are withered, my hair is grey;
Yet just for a moment I'll try to play
With you as I did that long dead day...
"Ah no, I cannot. I try in vain . . .
I stare and I stare into the rain . . .
I'll put you back in your box again.
"Bless you, darlings, perhaps one day,
Some little Mother will find you and play,
And once again you'll be glad and gay.
"But when in the friendly dark I lie,
No one will ever love you as I . . . .
My little children . . . good-bye . . . good-bye."
poem by Robert William Service

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Arcturus
"Arcturus" is his other name—
I'd rather call him "Star."
It's very mean of Science
To go and interfere!
I slew a worm the other day—
A "Savant" passing by
Murmured "Resurgam"—"Centipede"!
&q uot;Oh Lord—how frail are we"!
I pull a flower from the woods—
A monster with a glass
Computes the stamens in a breath—
And has her in a "class"!
Whereas I took the Butterfly
Aforetime in my hat—
He sits erect in "Cabinets"—
The Clover bells forgot.
What once was "Heaven"
Is "Zenith" now—
Where I proposed to go
When Time's brief masquerade was done
Is mapped and charted too.
What if the poles should frisk about
And stand upon their heads!
I hope I'm ready for "the worst"—
Whatever prank betides!
Perhaps the "Kingdom of Heaven's" changed—
I hope the "Children" there Won't be "new fashioned" when I come—
And laugh at me—and stare—
I hope the Father in the skies
Will lift his little girl—
Old fashioned—naught—everything—
Over the stile of "Pearl."
poem by Emily Dickinson

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Seventh Heaven
Ive been to places where the sun goes down
Each day and never rises
Ive been to places in a dark room
Where we played with our disguises
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
It was a dream, I heard a voice
I put it down to wishful thinking
It was a dream, a silent scream
Out of the blue, a new beginning
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
And then I fell upon a stroke of luck
That led to my good fortune
And then I fell upon my knees
And gently kissed the ground you walk on
Heaven, Im in heaven
Im in seventh heaven now
Seventh heaven
song performed by by Deep Purple

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New Song
All that heaven will allow
is an appreciation
of time spent on earth
it's learning to fall
and getting up to begin again
Been a long time
trying to trust your instincts
while you dare to dream
under the sea
it remains to last
a design of a decade
My encore is a hard mix
to apply
during times of promises
for grey skies will only take you
outside the box of mutilation.
poem by Shai Cherry

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Heaven Help Me
If you want it you can have it
Thats what you said
But I dont want the things that you leave behind
Take the pictures, take the windows and the walls
But baby wont you leave me my peace of mind
Oh such a waste of time
Oh such a waste
I still want you baby
Heaven help me heaven help me
Talk to strangers talk to strangers
Heaven help me
Over you
Help me over you
I cant seem to take these changes
Everything reminds my heart of you
Thought the first time was the last time
Of being apart
Now I find Im having to search again
Itll happen
Its gotta happen
Come together
I just wish somebody would tell me when
Oh such a waste of time
Oh such a waste
I still want you baby
(chorus)
Heaven help heaven help
Heaven, heaven heaven help me
Heaven help heaven help
Heaven, heaven heaven help me
(repeat chorus twice)
Heaven help heaven help
Heaven, heaven heaven help me
Heaven help heaven help
Heaven, heaven heaven help me
Heaven help heaven help
Heaven, heaven heaven help me
Heaven help heaven help
Heaven, heaven heaven help me
Youre someone elses lady
So sad without you darlin
The gods of love cant help me now
Heaven help heaven help
Heaven, heaven heaven help me
song performed by by George Michael

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Guitar Song
I feel bad
And beautiful
In all the strangest places
You feel good
Youre sweetest
The weathers changing as I look at your face
Falling
Fall to the floor
Falling
You know we can
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
So many songs
In my mind
Maybe less cause Ive drunk so much wine
Theres light
In your eyes
But out the window its gone dark outside
Falling
Fall to the floor
Falling
You know we can
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
If you stay tonight
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Itll be alright
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
Itll be alright
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
song performed by by Texas

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Guitar Song
I feel bad
And beautiful
In all the strangest places
You feel good
Youre sweetest
The weathers changing as I look at your face
Falling
Fall to the floor
Falling
You know we can
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
So many songs
In my mind
Maybe less cause Ive drunk so much wine
Theres light
In your eyes
But out the window its gone dark outside
Falling
Fall to the floor
Falling
You know we can
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
If you stay tonight
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Itll be alright
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
Itll be alright
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
song performed by by Texas

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Heaven
Evryone is trying to get to the bar.
The name of the bar,
The bar is called heaven.
The band in heaven,
They play my favourite song.
They play it once again,
They play it all night long.
Chorus:
Heaven,
Heaven is a place,
A place where nothing,
Nothing ever happens.
-chorus-
There is a party, everyone is there.
Everyone will leave at exactly the same time.
Its hard to imagine that nothing at all
Could be so exciting, could be so much fun.
-chorus-
-chorus-
When this kiss is over it will start again.
It will not be any different, it will be exactly the same.
Its hard to imagine that nothing at all
Could be so exciting, could be so much fun.
-chorus-
song performed by by Simply Red

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Heaven Is
Heaven is a woman
Dressed in blue
And heaven is knowing
Someone who is in love with you
Heaven is a television
Left on all day
And heaven is making love
And then running away
Heaven is
Heaven is
Heaven is believing
What your eyes dont see
And heaven is christy canyon
Falling in love with me
Heaven in waking up
To be a millionaire
And heaven is spending the whole next day
Just walking on air
Heaven is
Heaven is
Heaven is
Heaven is
All these things you say and do
It doesnt mean that much to you
But all these things you said to me
The memories wont set me free
Heaven is a dream
When it wont come true
And heaven is the sky
When its always blue
Heaven is the girl
With short black hair
And heaven is a woman
With enough to spare
Heaven is
Heaven is
Heaven is
Heaven is
Heaven is
And heaven is taking a holiday
And heaven is having you here to stay
And heaven is never ever saying sorry
And heaven is as easy as abc
And heaven is your eyes when theyre always blue
And heaven is just right here with you
Heaven is
Heaven is
Heaven is
song performed by by Omd

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A Child's Fancy
"Hush, hush! Speak softly, Mother dear,
So that the daisies may not hear;
For when the stars begin to peep,
The pretty daisies go to sleep.
"See, Mother, round us on the lawn,
With soft white lashes closely drawn,
They've shut their eyes so golden-gay,
That looked up through the long, long day.
"But now they're tired of all the fun--
Of bees and birds, of wind and sun
Playing their game at hide-and-seek;--
Then very softly let us speak."
A myriad stars above the child
Looked down from heaven and sweetly smiled;
But not a star in all the skies
Beamed on him with his Mother's eyes.
She stroked his curly chestnut head,
And whispering very softly, said,
"I'd quite forgotten they might hear;
Thank you for that reminder, dear.
poem by Mathilde Blind

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The Spring
(After Rilke)
Spring has returned! Everything has returned!
The earth, just like a schoolgirl, memorizes
Poems, so many poems. ... Look, she has learned
So many famous poems, she has earned so many prizes!
Teacher was strict. We delighted in the white
Of the old man's beard, bright like the snow's:
Now we may ask which names are wrong, or right
For "blue," for "apple," for "ripe." She knows, she knows!
Lucky earth, let out of school, now you must play
Hide-and-seek with all the children every day:
You must hide that we may seek you: we will! We will!
The happiest child will hold you. She knows all the things
You taught her: the word for "hope," and for "believe,"
Are still upon her tongue. She sings and sings and sings.
poem by Delmore Schwartz

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