Untitled: Sentiment
I sense
a growing
depression
upon my conscious,
it is forming
an imprint
on my mind
with images
surpassed,
heavily weighted
with regret
and ego,
I know
my body
shows signs
of its toll
but I cant
seem to let go
of seasons lost,
time tossed aside
for a
temporary smile.
I must
be dead
Life cannot exist
within this realm
of self pity,
pathetic
swallowing
of trivial days
spent
completing nothing
because I refuse
to compete
for something.
I excuse
all my failures
as failures
made by the world,
their failure
to recognize
my insecure
point of view,
their shortcoming
of moving opposite
of the way
I move.
If I could
magically
transcend
this moment
and transfer
myself
to a majestic place,
unwavering
to the past
not yet eager
for the future.
A place
where
it only takes
a single
moment,
one monumental
second
to create
a lifetime
of happiness,
I would chose
to be there.
Only
for one
reason.
I cant seem
to make me
be anything
but broken
here.
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Failures
When failures come, oh, do not fret;
For failures, you must not regret;
Through failures, one can turn perfect,
As failure isn’t a great defect!
Each failure gives us chance again;
Through failures, we have much to gain;
So, failures are a boon, not bane;
Yes, failures make a man much sane!
All cannot win in life always;
Set-backs do come to us some days;
With failures, one makes strong a base;
Our failures bestow bolder face!
With failures come, added wisdom;
’Tis hard to hold a large kingdom;
Failures in life are much welcome,
As successes will always come.
Failures help us to love God more;
Failures are winning signs in core;
Failures can open newer door;
Failures can take us to the fore!
Which man on earth had always won?
With rain, there comes a brighter sun;
With failures, one can have much fun;
Failures aid us to faster run!
Failures can help us fare better;
Failures aren’t man’s strongest fetter;
Failures are just a trend-setter;
Failures make us a win-getter!
By failures, one can stop awhile;
Through failures, you run longer mile;
Failures do not remain life’s bile;
Failures help us finish in style!
Failures help us see truth again;
Failures remove the pride and feign;
Failures help us take newer lane;
Failures help us win in the main!
Through failures, we begin again,
And success smiles, easing out pain!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-17-2010
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getting over a failure (for Liza)
be attuned, there is no such
thing as a permanent failure,
there are only preludes
success even is temporary
how much for failures?
do not diminish yourself
failures are merely suspended
successes, be patient for
it is just but a matter of time
failures are but temporary guests
the uninvited ones whom you
can even dismiss at any time
but don't be too harsh upon
failures and upon yourself
like everyone else that you meet
give them time to speak and
be with you, they also have something
to say, though not nice, but there
is also so much to learn from them.
that ugly guy over there, welcome
him inside your house, serve him
tea and company, he has something
more important to say, than that
handsome man over there, who like
a magician, gives you only illusions.
sometimes what is more real
let me say this once, is failure.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Deep Songs
As life takes its course, full of adventure and wonder.
One day at a time, through laughter, joy even tears.
Holding on to one more moment, is our desire.
The human weakness and all its fears.
A mistaken love drives asunder.
Remembering the first smile that you shared.
A teasing feeling, deep within your mind.
Loosing all sense of reality takes control.
The perfect peaceful place did you find?
Or a path of pain, have you snared?
As you drift towards, that forbidden place.
Deeply dwelling in hopes and dreams!
Trembling sensitivity consumes your souls.
Growing closely as each day passes.
A happiness glow dominates your faces.
Before a mistaken act takes its toll.
Searching for that perfection we continuously seek.
Wondering if we captured what we want in life?
Enjoying each moment, or waisting our time?
But still we leap for that stolen moment.
poem by Carlene Maddux
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Failures-Pillars of success
When failure comes our way,
Our heart yearns to slam everything away,
The world around us seems so unfair,
It is intolerable and difficult to bear!
Tears ignore to take a halt,
And we think that it’s our entire fault.
The atmosphere around us does not seem gay,
Of hope, we don’t find a single ray,
We don’t even know what life will bring,
We feel like leaving everything,
No excuse, no alibi, no reason seems valid,
God’s kingdom itself seems invalid,
During failure, this is the case for everyone,
But through failures, we must always learn,
That we must not be in a mess,
For failures are the pillars of success.
And if you arise after you fall,
Be sure that you’ve hit the ball,
Because those who fear are nothing but cowards,
Everything to them seems difficult and hard,
Through failures, we realize the value of success,
And know that it does not have an easy access,
Because success is a peace of mind,
Such a self-satisfaction, you’ll never find!
poem by Niyati Sangoi
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One day at a time
One day at the time we will finally prevail,
We might hope for the best though the worst come forth, never giveup because that's how this life challenges our objectives.
Never make the life you live this moment an excuse to your failures because struggle isn't a place you been to, you might be born in poverty yet you stand the expedition of the future you lead.
Burden is an illusion we mankind refuse to overcome, most of us are living for the moment,
I guess it's true when they say,
'teeth do not see poverty',
I hope one day we will finally resolute.
It's our duty to surpass the illusion we call an obstacle by having dreams and goals to better our future, because your tomorrow begins with the choice you make today.
One day at a time we will finally prevail,
They say education is the key to success I never deny it though I believe an intellectual mind is the key to your better life, never choose friends who are denigrate but delegate and never become reluctant because if you believe you will become who you intend to be.
poem by Sefofane Shabalala
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This Moment Of Happiness
If happiness only lies
In a place we don't exist
And only future days
Are one’s we miss
If satisfaction never comes
And dreams are unattained
Then you sacrificed your happiness
And only you’re to blame
The moment that we’re living
Should be lived with no regret
Don't let reaching for the future
Have you to obsessed
Find happiness
While you have your health
The evidence from pleasing others is
You may not please yourself
poem by William Mae
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There Must Be A Reason
there must be a reason for everything
a reason for sadness and joy
a reason for depression and recovery
of the senses
a reason for laughter and tears
a reason for leaving and meeting
a reason for grieving and celebrating
there must be a reason for all these
but for the meantime that i am having
this little fun with you
this drink of beer
and little silly talks about failures
and broken dreams
a little variety
a shying away from harsh realities
talks about other people's miseries
let me forget first about reasons
either for anything or everything
let me feel how is it to be unreasonable
unexplainable and
unfathomable
let me unbreak what i made whole
let me speak the unspeakable
let me forget the grounds
let me be drunk
and unthinking
let me be not myself on this hour
on this short moment
of my failure
let me have this needed
laughter
a toast to misery.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Do not brood over your past mistakes and failures as this will only fill your mind with grief, regret and depression. Do not repeat them in the future.
Success In Failure
Failures infinite in life
Despair-- Demoralisation--- Depression-
Hence success by mere thoughts
At least momentary happiness-- bliss--- ecstasy--
To reap the joy of the implausible
The unattained fulfilment of the feat
Which proved to be defeat
Thus success in failure.
Note: With umpteen failures in life where there's no success at all a bit of momentary happiness can be gained by thinking of it.
poem by Green Peace
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All My Life
All my life, without a doubt I give you
All my life, now and forever till the
Day I die, you and I will share
All the things this changing world can offer
So I sing, Id be happy just to
Stay this way, spend each day, with you
There was a time, that I just thought
That I would lose my mind
You came along and then the sun did shine
We started on our way
I do recall that every moment spent
Was wasted time but then I chose to lay it on the line
I put the past away
I put the past away
I put the past away
All my life, I will carry you through
All my life, between each hour of the passing days
I will stay with you
There was a time, that I just thought
That I would lose my mind
You came along and then the sun did shine
We started on our way
I do recall that every moment spent
Was wasted time then I chose to lay it on the line
I want this all my life
I want this all my life
I want this all my life
I want this all my life
I want this all my life
I wanted this all my life
song performed by by America
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Do you remember failures?
Are you asking me? Yes, I remember my failures
Lots and lots of failures in my life,
I look back again and remember these failures
And my God, how deeply was I hurt,
I cried on some of them,
When friends left when love was lost
When relatives did not give support
When I was all alone
When I finally rise again
And recovered from the past, when I learned
And met success again
When I have become stronger
Rising from every fall, recovering from every failure
I always remember them with fondness
The hurts diminishing, the blames now faint
As the new sound of success reverberates
Claiming new friendships and new approaches
And the comfort that life is like that
Success and failure? A seesaw that we really have to play.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The morning comes late
all i give is to what is life, all i take is for you, all i made is to make
what you are today, all is just a vanity like smoke that fade in a blink
of an eye
as the night passes the day, all are counted merit for you, all is
given credit what you have done, the pain, the agony, the victory,
the joy are all for you
the happiness you offer to the world, is but a essence of what you
are in this creation, be apart for in every part you made, it might
be the last moment of your stay
it is in this victory that you are call, it is in this happiness that you
have to serve, it is in this life that you exist to procreate, the given
task, only in you, knows that you are in a journey of this life
in every morning, if the sun stand, anchor in your bed and you
feel that you are fine, let your heart tells and be not wary, for the
you are in a journey of no turning back
time is but a moment of an endless journey, a blink of where soul
stand still, of no where to define, just an aura of nothing happen,
only the past will tell, of who you are in every beginning
let your soul move on, of where to floats, angel from different
direction will blew your heart to a place where, you never forget
and you will remember, that once upon a time, your immortal
soul belong and have live this majestic state
just wait, you will be honored and respected according to what
you gain, it is just a passing scene in your heart witness only by
your soul the everything you have made in you life
may you wake up in good faith and live this life to be continued
to life everlasting, have a nice and beautiful morning
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Timeless
All time that we face down here, whether that time is far or near,
Will just become a period behind, as the future comes to mind,
Here, the present, future and past, are periods that will not last,
As all the time we come to see, are just spans towards Eternity.
Eternity is what we have in view, when time will be eternally new,
When we leave our earthly place, where life is in time and space,
As we move into Heaven sublime, with no limit on space or time,
When past and future is no more, and present will forever endure.
A time we now can’t comprehend, but, where we’ll forever spend.
Within an endless realm with Christ, as we enter into Eternal Life,
And timeless will be that place, which we’ll enter by God’s Grace,
Far away from this earthly sphere, of time and space, down here.
That place, that is prepared for us, was prepared by Christ Jesus,
The world’s only timeless man, the architect of God’s eternal plan,
A scope of which we can’t conceive, even those who truly believe,
And never seen by a mortal’s eye; all God has made for you and I.
So I’ll continue in the present time, on hills and valleys yet to climb,
As I move on to that destination, afforded to me through Salvation,
And at times I will contemplate, life with no space or time constraint,
Until I’m changed by God’s Grace, to enter Heaven’s timeless space.
(Copyright ©12/2010)
FAiLUREs
If you have become
Another failure
You must always give
Yourself a chance
There are no failures they keep
On saying that.
There are only suspended
Successes.
Everything is temporary.
Just like success.
Just like failure.
Keep on trying.
There is no harm on trying
They keep on saying that.
A failure is nothing
But a blessing in disguise.
Keep on writing then.
Until the perfect poem
Comes along.
Keep on thinking then.
Until the right idea
Reigns.
Keep going.
There is no stopping.
There is no quitting.
My friend,
I am here
Standing before your coffin.
To deliver this eulogy.
You keep on trying.
Until death
Has finally caught you.
Dear friend
Sleep now.
I must say you have
Finally rested
From our failures.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Inner Angel
If I look at the mind of God I can see
A vast pure energy ball grow up a tree
He is the pure inner self of us all
Connected within us contained in the ball
The white is the inner the outer is red
Energy from the outside created the dead
Like he grew up the tree he can also grow you
With red interference it’s the best he can do
Past present and future contained in the ball
It was the white energy zone which started it all
Right at the centre of life itself
He grew out the past and future himself
Attached to his mind was the vast Mister Red
Who forced exactly wrong onto his poor head
His mind had to grow whatever he could
And that was to grow everything up to be good
The red weighs deep in parts of his mind
You can see it clearly as you look through time
World War One and World War Two
He was weighted down heavily as the energy grew
Did the red grow his dolphin into a shark
Did it grow through a black Labrador to create a rottweiler bark
Did the uncontrollable red energy ball
Grow a dinosaur up ever so tall
We have the bones to prove the dinosaur
And old people to prove there was a war
Did he shoot the red energy backwards to create the bones
To question our existence in the age of the Stones
Did Jesus grow from the future into the past
To block the red energy which was growing so fast
An intelligent white ball to shoot through time
To be placed into a virgin mother of thine
The Son of God he stood out to be
Past present and future he’s contained in all three
He wanted to help dominant in all
To destroy the red contained in the ball
As the future looms I pray for the white
To force through the red ready to fight
To grow us higher to destroy the sinner
Whether dead or alive we remain inner
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Totally inactive
I die daily when go to sleep
There won’t be time left to weep
The final hour will be maintained
Not a single second more to be detained
It is onward journey and heavenly bound
No short cut or passage is found
The death bell may ring around
Perfectly when you have sleep very sound
Hardly for few hours are you active
In night you are dead and totally inactive
You may have new plans and future activities
It may end soon with lots of uncertainties
We embark on a venture which is unhelpful
No sureties whether it will shot sure or successful
Still futile bid for appeasing the false ego
The fate has waited for it years ago
No signal or warning to pack the plans
Not single second to alter the command
Leaving behind as it is for none to take care
Who knows you will be taken where?
Leave aside the futility of life for a second
Think about the next moment lying beyond
Nothing purposeful if planned not in participation
You won’t have even slight indication
Come in life next day to witness the cycle
Same routine and nothing new in circle
It is big round to find result and revolve around
Eyes may remain wide open in dismay when stand on ground
Helpless eyes may look in despair at sky
Thousands of thoughts to enter and pertinently ask why
What was the shortcoming not contemplated in mind?
Lot of confusion to over come and suitable answer to find
Is it not the illusory world that keeps us at large?
What we see is not water but a false mirage?
No firm ground or place to look and take refuge
Not sure of it but in disbelief eyes still refuse
So all in earnestness we die practically at night
Everything is left behind for others to make it right
Numbers of steps in mind to counter the move
Still no fear for self being forcefully removed
Sometimes days are longer than nights
Nights sometimes are longer to make it right
Hours remain same for correcting the trend
Where then time left to make the amend
So many shoddy deals take place in dark
Some of things are made unknown to embark
No one knows the exact launching time and place
We only know the ways and means to save the face
Utilize the day and rest in night
Nights are not meant to fight
Everything to come at stand still
Surrender everything at free and good will
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Images of Time
The images in my mind is like my thoughts.
Expressing my thoughts is like expressing my feelings.
Words are spoken.All my images are broken.
Broken down into pieces, which can never be made into new dishes.
Those images of past.It takes time to last.
It will last forever for met to take over.
All those images wore my past life.
But it has nothing to do with my past life.
Those images can be forgotten.But not those people.
Those people who are in your images.Can be in a real image.
When you see those people in front of you.
You like to say 'How are you'?
If they say I am fine.Then you will think of those time.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Now is Forever
The past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
We should live this way,
Just building up our day,
now and forever.
The past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
We should live this way,
Just building up our day,
now and forever.
We should think about,
What we got right now,
cause the good things are made up of time.
Smile to your problems,
Leave the past behind.
never forget this.
find the truth in your soul,
keeping you alive.
going on from minute to minute.
don’t shade the future,
with all that’s behind.
live for today.
the past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
we should live this way,
just building up our day,
now and forever.
the past is all that’s gone,
the future is yet to come.
this moment is all our own.
we should live this way,
just building up our day,
now and forever.
don’t shade your future,
with what you don’t have.
keep your mind on that’s here today.
now and forever,
build the future now.
keep this mind.
though you will take your time,
to get what you need,
but you’ll do it step after step.
yet to come is all that’s gone,
learn to lice this moment.
live for today.
poem by Rachell Dear
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Krisnamurti
krisnamurti by his own wisdom
of non-knowing
just like the old and dead
Socrates
does not write a book,
wisdom is merely spoken
relayed from mind to mind
mouth to mouth
moment to moment
the past has no hold
it does not exist
the future has no fingers
it is yet to come
it is the now that speaks
that holds that shows its face
take it with gladness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time Stands Still For The Likes Of Me
Time stands still for the likes of me
Other than this moment, time does not exist
There is no past or future beyond this moment
Just this moment in time exists, and nothing more
The passage of time has no effect on me, ill or otherwise
I do no feel it's passing
It's comings and goings are lost on me
I am stuck - lost - in a timeless era
I do not seem to age, neither physically nor mentally
They say it is only 'natural' for my body to look and feel 'young'
It is merely my age that makes me feel this way
That it is only my youthfulness
But why, then, does my mind not age?
I have felt no progression on my part since grade school
I feel as though the past ten years did not exist
Middle school and high school are a blur to me
No real memories or recollection of that time in my past
I have nothing to prove it ever existed, save for the passing of time
Yes, time has stopped for me
My memory is at a standstill
I have a brain freeze that has lasted nearly a decade
I look no older than a 15 year old girl
A high school sophomore
And I carry virtually the same mentality
Time stands still for the likes of me
poem by DiAnne Douglass
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