Compound 7
I seek with a want,
For a one or a five in my life.
To share my interests,
And my adventure that excites...
The igniting of the fire,
I have ascending on my horizon.
A sheep, a rabbit or a boar,
Would fit just right.
A sixteen I am.
A compund 7.
To be with a one or a five,
Would for me be very nice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Airtalk
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Its sad that air is the only thing we share,
No matter how close we are theres always air between us.
Its also nice that airs something we all share,
No matter how far apart we are an air links us.
Its sad that past is something we can never share,
No matter how close we are the past is between us.
But its also nice that without the past
Wed have never known each other,
No matter how far apart we are it brought us together.
Yes, its very nice to have someone to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our past but we have our future to share.
Its sad that life is such a heavy thing to bear,
No matter how close we are its easy to despair.
Its also nice that you and I know its what we all share,
No matter how far apart we are we can learn to care.
Theres something very nice to have something to share,
Theres something very nice to have someone to care.
We may not share our bodies but we have our minds to share.
Yes, theres something very nice to have something to care,
Theres something very nice to have someone to share.
We may not share our language but we have the world to share.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Christeen Sixteen
She's got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end
She's got me in her hands and there's no use in pretending
Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen
She drives me crazy, I want to give her all I've got
And she's hot every day and night, there is no doubt about it
Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen
"I don't usually say things like this to girls your age, but when I saw you
coming out of the school that day, that day I knew, I knew, I've got to have
you, I've got to have you."
She's' been around, but she's young and clean
I've got to have her, can't live without her, whoo no
Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah
So clean, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, Christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, Christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen, Christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, Christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Kiss
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Christine Sixteen
Shes got me dizzy, she sees me through to the end
Shes got me in her hands and theres no use in pretending
Christine sixteen, christine sixteen
She drives me crazy, I want to give her all Ive got
And shes hot every day and night, there is no doubt about it
Christine sixteen, christine sixteen
I dont usually say things like this to girls your age, but when I saw you
Coming out of the school that day, that day I knew, I knew, Ive got to have
You, Ive got to have you.
Shes been around, but shes young and clean
Ive got to have her, cant live without her, whoo no
Christine sixteen, christine sixteen
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah
So clean, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen, christine, yeah, yeah
Christine, christine, sixteen, sixteen
Christine, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Kiss
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Not In This For the Chase
I am 'not' Indiana Jones.
If you have something to tell me...
And you believe I should probe,
Until you find that act safe.
And you have determined...
It's okay to share!
Remember this...
I am not an archaeologist.
Nor am I into mysteries of adventure.
Not needlessly.
I am not the one who excites,
In shared relationships filled with drama...
Secrets of intrigue,
Or buried treasure to discover.
Oh no.
I've already done the map routine...
With other associations!
If you have something you wish to tell me...
Don't play games.
I am not in this for the chase!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A life is
Seek the radiance of God
To share tenderness of love,
Seek the radiance of love
To share feelings of fondness,
Seek the radiance of faith
To share compassion of peace,
Seek the radiance of Peace
To share the ultimate of passion
Seek the glowing path of passion
To discover a source for salvation;
Once you tread the ‘path of trust’
You are bound to experience
The real worth of what, "A Life Is".
poem by Dr. Ashok T Chakravarthy (November 2016)
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Fire Of Life
the fire burns within an incandescent flame kindled and rekindled.
the fire of life burns forever
self consumed and renewed.
everyplace and everything in this universe share in tje blaze,
no one and nothing is exempt
humanity - born from the community of life
yet somehow we seperate ourselves from the world to which we belong
nature's laws (divene laws) - we defy.
an unrelenting war waged against creation.
through providence.
i will surrender my only life
the fading sun caresses the horizon.
now it's time to finish what we've began
take a look around - watch this world slowly die.
to dust corrupted vision.
human or not - life will go on
life eternal
self consumed and renewed.
everyplace and everything in this universe share in the blaze,
no one and nothing is exempt
the fire of life
song performed by by Undying
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The Sheep
The Sheep adorns the landscape rural
And is both singular and plural—
It gives grammarians the creeps
To hear one say, 'A flock of sheeps.'
The Sheep is gentle, meek and mild,
And led in herds by man or child—
Being less savage than the rabbit,
Sheep are gregarious by habit.
The Sheep grows wool and thus promotes
The making of vests, pants and coats—
Vests, pants and coats and woolen cloths
Provide good food for hungry moths.
With vegetables added to
The Sheep, we get our mutton stew—
Experiments long since revealed
The Sheep should first be killed and peeled.
Thus, with our debt to them so deep,
All men should cry 'Praise be for Sheep!'—
And, if we happen to be shepherds,
'Praise be they’re not as fierce as leopards!'
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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Love With Out Life
Imagine love without life
No one to hug
And say I love you
No one to kiss and
say good bye
No one to cry to
when they die
No one to forgive
When we no longer hate
No one to think about
No one to think of us
No heart to beat
with our love
No love to meet
No adventure for love to seek
Nor we to seek love's adventure
No mystery in the thing we love
there is no loving thing
No crushes
No flowers to give, nor flowers to pick
No one to discover ourselves in
No sighs,
No children, no babies
No respect
No souls to call our mate
No life to need a soul
No first date
No hand to hold, no hand to feel
No one to walk through life with
For there is no life
Let's live first and love shall come next I say…..
To Life
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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The Famine
The famine’s wind has surely blown,
The rabbit looks for carrots sown,
Nothing nothing nothings grown.
The rabbit pauses with paw on cheek,
“This dismal scene inspires me not,
I think I’ll sleep
An’ let the brook babble on,
An’ in my dreams may hunger,
Be be gone.
Sadly in his sleep the rabbit dies
Then consumed by relentless flies.
The sheep dropp in their tracks
The cows are long since gone
The farmer pulls in his belt and
Hopes it’s not in vain
As he waits and waits and waits
And waits
For Rain
poem by Ken e Hall
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Let Us Be Friendly With Everybody!
Rabbit and Tortoise
Went for a race;
Envy villain rabbit
Threw the stone at Hero Rabbit;
Hero Rabbit's leg got broken,
Limping Rabbit couldn't run fast!
Hero Rabbit lost the match,
This is how Tortoise won the race.
Lesson is, 'Don't have enmity'
Let us be friendly with everybody!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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The Rabbit Hole
How deep does the rabbit hole go?
Too many people don't want to know.
They're afraid they might come upon
something not so nice.
Isn't it easier to just skate
over very thin ice?
No worries, no frets of any kind,
it's much more comfortable for the mind.
Don't look left. Don't look right,
just straight ahead is what's in their sight.
Now take the ones whose heads can turn,
they are the people whose minds do yearn
to see how deep the rabbit hole goes?
What they will find will surely expose
Why we are filled with insecurity?
What's at the bottom of inequality?
Why some never have prosperity?
And so much more will come to light
and these are the brave that will take up the fight
and try to fill the rabbit hole
so the complacent ones who pay the toll
might have a chance to save their soul.
Now rabbit holes are dug deeper each day
by the power that wants you to have no say.
They want control over all that you are.
They will do all they can to block the star
that shines for you on every night.
They would love to keep you away from that sight.
For then they've got you and your soul
deep in the bowels of the rabbit hole.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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In a distant land many years ago, there lived a black sheep. It was executed by firing squad. A century later, the grieving flock erected an equestrian statue in honor of the slain sheep that looked very nice in the park. In the years that followed, every time a black sheep appeared, it was executed so that ordinary sheep could practice sculpture.
Augusto Monterroso in The Black Sheep and Other Fables (1969)
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Youll Never Be 16 Again
Orbison/dees
Look out now, love has done you wrong
You can be weak, you can be strong
But if you go on you cant look back, dont look back
For youll never be sixteen again
It might be easy to stop and cry
And let the rest of the world roll by
But if you run for the golden sun, run now, run
For youll never be sixteen again
Oh no, youll never be sixteen again, youll never be sixteen again
No no no no, dont be lonely, therell always be new romance
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, love is only a win, lose or draw game of chance
And youll never be sixteen again
Remember the rainbow always follows the rain
True love may be just around the bend
So make time your friend, hearts take time to mend
And youll never be sixteen again, someday you wont regret, and youll forget
Ah, but youll never be sixteen again
Oh no, youll never be sixteen again, oh no, youll never be sixteen again
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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It could be so nice....
It could be so nice to learn how to fly.
Though it’s a difficult task, but…
Let’s have a try!
It seems an easier task to learn to see a smile
among thousand of angry faces,
but… we are not on the races.
Let’s have a try!
It could be so nice to learn how to dream
and in the dreams to fly in the future.
It could be such an adventure
with knowledge to capture.
It could be so nice to learn how to believe
in love, in joy, in good and kind poems,
in awesome meetings that are random.
It could be so nice to see,
but better to understand,
yourself and others,
your fathers and mothers.
It could be so nice to learn how to live,
to admire the stars in the sky,
to watch the seagulls fly,
to catch and value the moment
with the short name – LIFE.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Music has always been my back door to life. It is important for people to find something that excites them. I like the concept that if you do what excites you, you will be rewarded generously, whatever form reward takes, which is not necessarily money.
quote by Brandon Boyd
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Seeking
In many a shape and fleeting apparition,
Sublime in age or with clear morning eyes,
Ever I seek thee, tantalising Vision,
Which beckoning flies.
Ever I seek Thee, O evasive Presence,
Which on the far horizon's utmost verge,
Like some wild star in luminous evanescence,
Shoots o'er the surge.
Ever I seek Thy features ever flying,
Which ne'er beheld I never can forget:
Lightning which flames through love, and mimics dying
In souls that set.
Ever I seek Thee through all clouds of error;
As when the moon behind earth's shadow slips,
She wears a momentary mask of terror
In brief eclipse.
Ever I seek Thee, passionately yearning;
Like altar-fire on some forgotten fane,
My life flames up irrevocably burning,
And burnt in vain.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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Noh care how boar hog try fi hide under sheep wool, 'im grunt always betray 'im.
Wise Men Still Seek Souls
The purpose of the True Church of God is to always seek out the lost,
And share with them the life changing Gospel, whatever be the cost.
Although the history of The Church is filled with gaps and lulls,
The truth throughout has always been, that wise men still seek souls.
After believing and accepting God's unmerited Gift of Salvation,
Sharing this Truth with the lost, is every Christian's obligation.
You too were once lost like your neighbor, without any Hope indeed,
However, someone who knew, took the time and planted a tiny seed.
Then The Lord used someone just like you, to water it a tiny bit,
And then in your heart, through someone's love, a tiny fire was lit.
Now using The Spirit, through people and ways we do not know,
That little tiny fire, that once was a seed, truly started to grow.
The Lord's Love and The Spirit's work, helped it continue to grow,
Then your life, and your appearance, took on a whole new glow.
As He grew from within, The Spirit shaped and kindled the fire,
Into a challenge and a love, which birthed a new found desire.
The new found desire is to share The Gospel with all whom you meet,
Because one day very soon, we shall all bow at Christ's Feet.
So my friend, could this be the day for you to reset your goals,
For wise men have and will always be lead to seek out lost souls.
(Copyright © 05/2002)
Good Friends in Life...
’Tis nice to have good friends in life;
They share your emotions of yours;
They help to balance joy and strife;
They are your loving choice!
’Tis nice to have someone to greet,
And talk to you in pleasant ways;
Someone who offers you a seat,
When you’re tired in case!
’Tis nice to have a soul to share
Your feelings of sorrow and joys;
Someone who shows you, he does care,
When you have choked a voice!
’Tis nice to have a guy who jokes,
A gal who argues for your sake;
A someone, who can surely coax,
But who is ne’er a fake!
’Tis nice to have a heart of love,
Who thinks of you, more than you do;
A hand that pats you truly, ‘Wow! ’
And sometimes at you ‘boo! ’
’Tis nice to have someone to hear
Your stories and your pranks and bear;
A someone who is far, yet near,
Pays for you, your bus-fare!
’Tis nice to have someone to smile,
And make you laugh, despite your tears;
Someone quite strong and yet docile,
Who takes away your fears!
Good friends can make your life wholesome,
Bestow the verve and zeal you need;
Good friends are souls always welcome,
And guide you well indeed!
Good friends are friends for life although,
Life takes them through its maze of own;
Good friends have comforting words, oh,
You feel you’re never alone!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-8-2008
poem by John Celes
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