It's Odd We Call You God
Where are You?
Your presence is felt
And my faith keeps You near.
It is clear that I am watched
By forces I can't stop...
Or identify in form.
Yet You adorn my space,
With energy that takes me higher.
With irreplaceable desire,
That keeps a 'light' that is charged!
It's odd we call you God...
When everything You are
Is so much more than a three letter word,
Spoken to encourage those...
To enclose You in some 'shell'
To propose our thoughts to You,
In prayer.
There...
Like a genie in a bottle to be rubbed,
And commanded to dish out wishes!
Hopes and dreams.
Everywhere You are...
There seems to be a vastness that exists.
And 'we' are within this wonder.
Is 'this' You?
Is the nothingness that is everything...
You?
And because of this...
We can not resist seeing You in us?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Little Merman (Fun Poem 51)
Just beyond the reef
where the little fishes swim
there lives a little merman
and his name is Gunga Din.
He frolics in the ocean
from morning to night,
playing with the mermaids
is his hearts delight.
One day while playing
on the ocean floor
Gunga din found a bottle
with a Genie trapped within.
He opened the bottle
and set the Genie free.
The Genie then said to him.
“Three wishes I now grant to thee.”
“Three wishes? What are those? ”
Gunga Din asked the Genie.
“Wishes are made
for anything you want,
and then I will make them come true.”
“But I have no need for wishes.
I have everything my heart desires.”
“But surely there is something
that you would like most of all? ”
Gunga Din shook his head.
“There is nothing I require.”
“Nothing? ” Asked the Genie.
“Nothing.” Gunga Din replied.
“You see Mr Genie
I have everything I need.
I am completely satisfied
with everything I have got.”
“The oceans are my gardens
to play around all day within.
I have plenty of friends
to keep me company.
So what do I need your wishes for?
I have everything I’ll ever need.”
“But I must grant you three wishes
for setting me free
and If you won’t take the wishes
I cannot be free.“
Gunga thought for a moment.
This cannot be right.
Everyone must be free
to do as they wish.
“Get back in the bottle, Mr Genie.
I’ll take you to some distant sandy shore.
I’ll put you on the beach
for someone to find.
I’m sure in that greedy world out there,
that there is someone
who will take up your wishes
and set you free.
28 December 2007
poem by David Harris
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The Genie
(don henley/stan lynch/stuart brawley)
Is this what you wanted?
Did you even think twice?
Didnt they tell you that anything that feels this good
Comes with a price
It gave you such a rush
Now you think youve had enough
Its not that easy to walk away
This is the hard stuff
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
And everything matters, everything matters
Every little thing you do
That smoldering tingle under your skin
That sweet, delicious, but not-so-original sin
And when the world becomes too little or too much
The shadow mind contrives
The triumph and the tragedy that we invite into our lives
And adam glanced back at the tree
As he was leaving
Said, baby, thats the price we pay
Knowing is grieving
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
And everything matters, everything matters
Everything you say, everything you do
And the past comes back to smack you around
For all the things you thought you got for free
For the arrogance to think that you could somehow
Defy the laws of gravity
These are lessons in humility
Penitence for past offenses
Consequences, consequences
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
You cant get the genie back in the bottle
song performed by by Don Henley
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I Am Nothing But That Energy! ?
'With all I have lost, I found
that I never had Anything.
looking at nothingness of me,
I learnt same nothingness behind everything,
And that nothingness felt not in this plane,
Here that nothingness acts as everything,
That is true in that plane,
This is true in this one!
When I depend on light,
Time and space come to existence,
Where that formless energy assumes form,
To achieve some work on its own,
I am nothing other than that energy,
still something makes me,
myself look different,
And different forms!
Even my or your identity seems to be
Nothing,
but for me that is Everything in love, and love is the basis of all creation,
when energy love to have some recreation! ! ! '
Look strange, if we put some effort to rearrange jig saw puzzle,
We definitely arrive at meaning,
And this confidence of energy
makes it try to solve using different forms,
This is its belief
belief of energy entering the matter,
Make it to move and think
And arrive at the Truth!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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A Little Mermaid (Fun Poem 81)
For Meggie who suggested I write this.
Deep in the oceans
where the little fishes play
there lives a little mermaid
and her name is Haveagayday.
She is not sure how she got her name,
but it is her name no less,
it might have been her mother
who helped a fisherman in distress.
One day Haveagayday was playing
with her friend a little merman named Gunga Din.
While they played Bubbles, a moaning Clam
came floating by on his way.
He stopped for a moan
that could never be alone.
He said he couldn’t find a soft spot of sand to bury himself in.
Now Haveagayday and Gunga Din suggested
he go to some sandy beach
where the blue waters lap gently to the shore.
There in the golden sand
he could be on his own all day long.
Bubbles blew some more bubbles
and quickly whooshed away
leaving the little mermaid and merman
to continue with their play.
Several days later while playing near that spot
they met up with the moaning clam,
old Bubbles again.
“You said it would be quiet
in that place in the sun,
that I would have all the peace and quite I wanted.
Well you were wrong
with all those noisy surfers
all trying to crack my shell.”
Haveagayday and Gunga Din thought
about what they could do.
Then Gunga Din remembered
about his Genie friend.
If his bottle were still on the beach,
his three wishes would help Bubbles
get his peace and quiet.
Haveagayday and Gunga Din swam off
to find the Genie in the bottle
if he was still on the beach.
They found the beach
where Gunga Din had put the bottle.
They searched along the beach
hoping the bottle hadn’t been found.
Finally, they found the bottle
and Gunga Din pulled the cork
and set the Genie free.
The Genie came out in a puff of smoke.
“I have three wishes to grant thee.”
“I know Mr Genie and I’ll have those wishes
for you to grant to me.”
“Tell me what your wishes are
and I will make them come true.”
“We have a friend named Bubbles
who wants a quiet beach to live.”
“Granted.” The Genie said.
“My second wish is that Bubbles
has a friendly mate f
or when the loneliness gets too much.”
The Genie smiled and clicked his fingers
and the wish was done.
“You have one more wish. Do you want it now? ”
“Oh, yes please.”
“I have a friend who is a Genie
whom would like to be free.
My third wish is then that you set my Genie free
for now and ever more.”
The Genie snapped his fingers.
“Your wish has been granted.”
He then looked at Gunga Din.
“You know you wasted that last wish.
You could have kept it for something your heart desired.”
“But I did Genie. My wish for your freedom
was my hearts desire.
That you be, free forever more.”
Haveagayday and Gunga Din got married
later on that year.
The Best man at their wedding
was the Genie whom he set free.
Also at the Wedding
were Bubbles and his bride to be Cuddles.
Now they all live happily together
Haveagayday, Gunga Din, Bubbles, Cuddles
and of course the Genie
under the deep blue sea.
24-25 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Poet's Farewell
i have labored for a thousand years
to build the ark that rides out
the storm...
to bring peace to a war torn earth,
to bring healing and understanding.
i have bowed in prayer with all faiths,
in temples, in mosques, in huts.
i have come in many forms,
red, brown, black, and white,
male and female both.
i have listened without judgement,
i have felt what you have felt.
i have known your poverty,
and your anguish,
and the insides of your prisons.
i have felt your passions, your hatreds,
your fears, and your hopes...
i have forgiven, and been forgiven.
i have taken lovers,
and stood with friends;
i have fallen again and again.
i have believed past the point of faith.
i have known both light and darkness.
i have tended the fire all through the night,
i have ran naked in the rain.
i am each of you, and nothing else,
and more than we understand.
i have spoken the last word spoken,
and now my time has come...
no longer the man
who feeds the branches to the fire,
i become the branches,
the flame, and the warmth...
and taking the form of light,
i kiss the darkness one last time...
with hope!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Geenie In A Bottle
I feel like I've been locked up tight
For a century of lonely nights
Waiting for someone to release me
You're licking your lips
And blowing kisses my way
But that don't mean I'm gonna give it away
Baby baby baby (baby, baby, baby)
Bridge
Ooooh (my body is saying let's go)
Ooooh (but my heart is saying no)
Chorus:
If you wanna be with me
Baby there's a price to pay
I'm a genie in a bottle
You gotta rub me the right way
If you wanna be with me
I can make your wish come true
You gotta make a big impression
I gotta like what you do
I'm a genie in a bottle baby
You gotta rub me the right way honey
I'm a genie in a bottle baby
Come, come, come on and let me out
The music's fading
The lights down low
Just one more dance
And then were good to go
Waiting for someone
Who needs me
Hormones racing at the speed of light
But that don't mean it's gotta be tonight
Baby, baby, baby (baby, baby, baby)
Bridge
Ooooh (my body is saying let's go)
Ooooh (but my heart is saying no)
Chorus
If you wanna be with me
| Baby there's a price to pay
I'm a genie in a bottle (I'm a genie in a bottle)
You gotta rub me the right way
If you wanna be with me (Ooh)
I can make your wish come true (Wish come true...woah)
Just come and set me free
And I'll be with you
I'm a genie in a bottle baby
You gotta rub me the right way honey
I'm a genie in a bottle baby
Come, come, come on and let me out
I'm a genie in a bottle baby
You gotta rub me the right way honey (if you wanna be with me)
I'm a genie in a bottle baby
Come, come, come on and let me out
Bridge
Ooooh (my body is saying let's go)
Ooooh (but my heart is saying no)
Chorus
If you wanna be with me
Baby there's a price to pay
I'm a genie in a bottle
You gotta rub me the right way
If you wanna be with me
I can make your wish come true (Ooh)
You gotta make a big impression
I gotta like what you do (Oh Yeah)
If you wanna be with me
Baby there's a price to pay
I'm a genie in a bottle
You gotta rub me the right way (you gotta rub me the right way)
If you wanna be with me
I can make your wish come true
Just come and set me free baby
And I'll be with you
I'm a genie in a bottle baby
Come, come, come, on and let me out
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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GENIE IN A BOTTLE...by talile ali
GENIE IN A BOTTLE
I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN
I WANNA EAT YOU UP RIGHT NOW
I GOT YOU RIGHT HERE IN SIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE THEM LIPS REALLY TIGHT
WILL YOU GRIND ME IN THE FACE
WHILE I TAKE YOU IN
YOU GENIE IN A BOTTLE
I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN
I WANNA EAT YOU UP RIGHT NOW
I GOT YOU HERE IN SIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE THEM LIPS REAL TIGHT
WILL YOU GRIND ME IN THE FACE
WHILE I TAKE YOU INTO MY EMBRACE
OR SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA SLOW DOWN THE PACE
UP AND DOWN AS WE SPIN
DEEP INSIDE YOU MY FRIEND
TILL YOU'RE DRENCHED IN SIN
FEELIN YOU UP AGAIN
YOU GENIE IN A BOTTLE, HERE
MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUE, MY DEAR
YOU ARE MY WISH FOR EVERY YEAR
THATS WHY WE FIGHT UNTIL THERE ARE TEARS
GENIE IN A BOTTLE
I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN
I WANNA EAT YOU UP
I GOT YOU IN MY SIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE YOU FEEL ALRIGHT
WILL YOU GRIND IN MY FACE
TAKE YOU INTO MY EMBRACE
SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA DO ME RIGHT
TAKE ME UP AND DOWN
DEEP INSIDE YOU MY DEAR
TILL YOU'RE DRENCHED IN SIN
FEELIN DEEP AND CLEAR
GENIE IN A BOTTLE
DREAMS DO COME TRUE
YOU ARE MY WISH EVERY YEAR
TILL I AM BLACK AND BLUE
GENIE IN A BOTTLE
I WANNA PUT YOU IN MY MOUTH
AND ROLL YOU ROUND MY TONGUE
I WANNA SLIDE DEEP INSIDE YOU
AND REALLY HAVE SOME FUN
I WANNA EAT YOU UP RIGHT NOW
I GOT YOU HERE TONIGHT
I'M GONNA FEEL YOU UP RIGHT NOW
AND MAKE YOU DO IT ALL NIGHT
YOU GRIND ME IN THE FACE
TAKE ME INTO YOUR EMBRACE
SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA DO ME ALL RIGHT
UP AND DOWN AGAIN
DEEP INSIDE YOU MY DEAR FRIEND
YOU'RE LIP'S DRENCHED IN SIN
FEEL ME UP AGAIN
GENIE IN A BOTTLE
DREAMIN OF YOU MY DEAR
YOU'RE MY DEEPEST DESIRE
EACH AND EVERY YEAR
SHOULD I JUST BE POLITE
GONNA DO ME RIGHT
UP AND DOWN AGAIN
DEEP INSIDE MY DEAR FRIEND
YOU'RE MY GENIE IN A BOTTLE
HERE
MAKE MY DREAMS COME TRUE
MY DEAR
YOU ARE MY WISH EACH AND
EVERY YEAR
poem by Talile Ali
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Energy
Omnipresent is energy,
The whole of cosmos infinitely,
All pervasive is energy,
Even in a blade of grass subtly.
It has a thumping ware,
In the surrounding air;
It has a smug seat,
Even in the latent heat.
It has a space,
‘Midst the water's pace;
It surely exists,
In electricity's precincts.
It is certainly present,
In chemicals nascent;
It is in abundance,
In light's radiance.
It is in mechanization,
Of to-day's modernization;
It is now the resultant,
Of nucleus' bombardment.
When stored ‘tis potential energy,
When dynamic 'tis kinetic energy;
From one form or the other,
Energy can be transformed thither.
It can neither be created,
Nor can it be eradicated;
Energy has existed always,
In one form or the other ways.
Mankind has harnessed energy,
Depleting Earth of it's bounty;
Unbridled use of this holding,
Is depriving our progeny's belonging.
Let this energy song,
Loudly strike a gong;
For us to conserve energy,
And preserve it with synergy.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Genie in the Bottle
Where is that genie in the bottle?
Where is it that he dwells?
Oh if I could find him
I wish these living hells
could evaporate like a vapor
and rise like a mist in the air.
I'd wish he could bring all decency back
and make everyone aware
of beauty, of cleanliness
and grace.
I'd rub that bottle again and again
until I saw his face
and when he appeared I'd ask of him
to soothe the human race.
But the genie in the bottle
that I've been searching for
cannot be found any longer.
He lives only in folklore.
We must be the genie
and perform the miracles we need.
We must wake up every morning
and try to do a good deed.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The search
he asked why i wrote
so many sea poems
and i immediately told
him i am still searching -
my desire like waves
sweep onto shore -
for that bright shell that
would reveal the patterns
of my poetic thoughts
what is your poetic thought?
he asked and i told him it
would be the vastness of sea
with that one shell that holds
the fascination of a whole
creation
he asked how that shell is?
and i told him i am still
searcing for it in the sea of my thoughts.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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What I Once Was...
The genie is out of the bottle
Has stolen out into the night
Pandora's box is become unlocked
Things will ne'er again seem right
It came about, with no hue or shout
No alarum of fear or fright
Life took a twist, one could not resist
Rationality gave in without a fight
Succumbed to pleasure, in new-found treasure
Of her eyes, her sighs…sweet delight
Soft feel still lingers, to touch of my fingers
Press of her body to mine…e'er so slight
My being, my world, tumbled and twirled
My heart…my very soul, imbued with her light
The genie is free, Pandora can flee
What I was once…now no longer
...can I be...
poem by David Whalen
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Genie Genie
In the beautiful
Las Vegas Nevada
a genie granted me
three wishes
he promised to do
as I please
if i could ensure
his release
glancing up something
caught my eye
a star trailing across
the sky
it's beautiful, he whispered
in my ear
come on make
your wishes dear
with a feeling of
ecstatic glee
he knew he would
soon be free
my dream was about
to come true
thanks to the genie
dressed in blue
dear genie my first
wish is to meet
the man whose voice
brings happiness to me
for my second wish
his smile I wish to see
my third wish is to win a
fortune in Vegas
consider it done the genie
said with a smile
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Before the beginning
Before the beginning was the Word
and in the emptiness God was heard.
'Let there be light', the Almighty said,
as firstlight was born and off it sped.
Into nothingness light exploded
Each photon with God's power loaded
Creating the vastness of space
light shot forward at a colossal pace.
Then the universe began to grow
filling the vacuum as it did so.
Stretching through the darkness of the night
igniting the void with firstborn light.
Gods' omnipotence was there displayed
as stars and great galaxies were made.
These things immeasurable by man
The Almighty measures with a span.
Should This Make A Difference
Should it make a difference,
To the one accustomed to looking up...
As to who holds their head down?
To stop with a noticing of it...
Giving time to see what has been lost to be found?
Should it make a difference,
That people around talk 'to' each other...
With no eye contact that exists?
Should this make a difference,
To one who has already experienced this?
Should any of this make a difference,
To one who realizes their movements are not restricted...
On a top ten list of prioritized accomplishments,
Sought to do...
Since...
No one is aware of the persistence it takes,
To resist being disrespected with an accepted disregard.
Should this make a difference,
To one who has chosen to gaze at stars...
With dreams and wishes?
No.
The difference that is,
Has been decided and made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hopes in Hopes
Hopes in Hopes
Hopes! what is this thing i hope for? is it a fantasy or a trick played by my mind.... at night i hope for things i imagined would someday become reality,
I hope that my imagination becomes reality, I hope that i dont have to hope to get the things i want.
But hopping in high expectation takes you a step forward, Hopes! , dreams are buit on hope, every moment i hope, i cant stop hopping! , but i cant help to think that hopes makes a person archived greater things, it helps a person think high, it helps a person taking higher step in life.
i hope this will be useful to people who hopes to find thier expectations, hopes are your dreams.
M.O
poem by Martin Onyesom
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You Kept Your Promise
On an August morning not so long ago.
I was making myself busy, starting
to run my errands for the day.
The sun was brightly shining. It was
a beautiful day.I felt more lite and
happier than usual.
I had just left my home, driving my
car. I was alone, windows open, when
suddenly a cool breeze blew in my face.
I felt a presence enter my car, taking
up space in the passengers seat.I
felt as though someone had entered the
car with me. I instantly glanced in that
direction to check it out. The seat was
empty, but the presence was strong and
lingered for several seconds.
Thoughts began to run through my mind.
I remembered words once spoken to me.I
will never leave you, like your shadow,
I'll be with you always, I promise. I
whispered something in return.
Just as quickly as it came, it was gone.
I was emotionally spent. Tears filled my
eyes I was forced to stop the car, and
gain my composure.
Oh face of yesterday, you kept your promise.
(c) copyright heather burns
poem by Heather Burns
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Appreciation is the highest form of prayer, for it acknowledges the presence of good wherever you shine the light of your thankful thoughts.
quote by Alan Cohen
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A Word
If I make a word
it is first sculpted from letters
on the page
a canvass across which
letters skate
from margin to margin transforming
into meanings and sentences
which give us art, science, poetry
and civilization.
This is created from an arbitrary entity,
the scratchings we call letters
which in turn form yet another
mysterious entity we call the alphabet.
What manner of miracle is this?
All of civilization is born from
these scribbly scratchings?
So if each letter is an imaginary entity,
an arbitrary symbol we made up
which has no meaning by itself
and lives inside another arbitrary entity
we call the alphabet
we may properly ask
what is going on here?
Meaning here is deriving from an arbitrary nothingness
arbitrarily created from arbitrary letters
by virtue of common agreement around
what words will mean?
Ponder this:
we too, as individuals are letter unique
and, in our variety, form a kind of human alphabet.
What we all mean and can mean to each other
therefore depends upon the words we form
in our families and communities; our human alphabets.
So, one word letters such as 'I' are too self-regarding
and are narcissistic anomalies
not true words at all.
Better words have more syllables than that
and have enabled us to form social sentences
more complex
which we can use for good or ill
peace or war, love or hate.
So watch your words and sentences
don't swing them recklessly in a crowded room
you'll put somebody's mind out
or create genius.
Big responsibility this
especially for us poets.
So in the end
in mass society
you and I are a single letter
but combined create all there is.
You can take that
as the first
and last
Word
And by the way
arbitrary letters
are electrons at the sub-atomic level
and combine to make molecules
and the greatest meaning of all
All of the Universe.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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If Tomorrow
We sit in silent dreams
away from our reality
dreaming our wishes,
our hopes and our prayers
wondering if tomorrow
the world will stop and realise
our wishes hopes and prayers.
We ask so little to be granted,
in the whole scheme of things
and allowing us just one
who know,
could fulfil our lives.
(5 July 2011)
poem by David Harris
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The dawning of first light
Before the beginning was the Word
and in the emptiness God was heard.
'Let there be light, ' the Almighty said,
as newborn light shone and off it sped.
In the nothingness light exploded
each photon with God's power loaded.
Creating the vastness of space
as it shot forth at a colossal pace
Then the universe began to grow
filling the great void as it did so.
Stretching through the darkness of the night
filling the universe with virgin light.
Gods' omnipotence was there displayed
as stars and great galaxies were made.
These things immeasurable by man
The Almighty measures with a span.
Based on Genesis 1 and John 1