Beauties You Have Given
LORD you hold my heart in your hand
of my life you're in command.
you've been with me from my birth
teaching and guiding me so that i can see
all the beauties that you have given me.
i turn and look all around
of beauties lost and beauties found.
the beauty of the sunrise in the early hours
the openings of all the flowers.
the smells of the grass ever so green
and everything else in between.
the oceans, the rivers, the mountaintops too
all of this was made by you.
the animals, the plants, and crops galore
is everything that we've been searching for.
we have food to eat and water to drink.
we even have a bathroom sink.
we have roofs over our heads to keep us dry
if off our butts we get up to try.
we see new life spring up every day
in every form and every way.
watching the reflections of the sun upon the waters
and the sands upon the beach
and boys and girls jumping into it
finding a bit of relief
these are just a few of the beauties that i see
and i'm sure that you have seen
just as much as me.
enjoy all the beauties that surround our lives
and if your with the one you love
then it's twice as nice.
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Of unknown beauties
Known beauties enthrall, no doubt.
Unknown beauties can still more.
Beauties accessible are cheap.
Beauties beyond access are high.
29.01.2003
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Our Future Generation
Life picked up its ugly head, and all you see
Is the scars from wars, murders, suicides
Torture, hurt and pain.
Life is not a bed of roses in which we could lay.
It is painful in every way.
We see and hear of the ugliness 24/7
But we do not live it 24/7.
I know it will not disappear in our lifetime.
But I like to think that with GOD, love, faith, and education
We have a chance for some type of
Peace for the future generation.
The LORD does give us a reprieve from the ugliness
To enjoy all his beauties.
So this is to our:
FUTURE GENERATIONS.
Enjoy the beauties of the day
For you don’t know what may come your way.
Take your time to smell the flowers
And inhale those aromatic powers
look at the trees in the ground
and enjoy the soft gentle breeze that goes around.
Take a child for a walk- sit on a park bench and just talk.
Walk in the sand on the beaches
Explain about the oceans and all it teaches.
Show them the beauties in the sky
Let them ask questions as to how and why.
Let them see our majestic mountains
Hidden caves, rivers, streams, and fountains.
Show them the animals and birds of our lands
Explain to them, so they’ll understand.
It is true! That there is ugliness all around
But there are also beauties to be found.
The beauties of life being created
What a wonderful, fantastic, spiritual inspiration,
What about the moon and stars up in the skies
Lighting up the darkness for you and I.
It matters not of your gender
But to love you must surrender.
Love is the key to peace in every land
So we must learn to take a stand.
If we show that only
ugliness will survive
then love will surely die.
So to the future generations
This I must say: ugliness is here to stay.
How would you be able to compare
If there was nothing to compare it to.
Bur GOD knew just what to do.
He made everything in twos
Male, female- rich, poor - happiness, sadness
Love, hate - and everything he done
Is completely great.
poem by Louis Rams
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Terse Verse
Terse little verse, gold from beauties purse
In my soul thou so give
And on its worth my life I live
Terse little verse, gold from beauties purse
Love is a morsel of thine treasure
In one ounce is my immense pleasure
Terse little verse, gold from beauties purse
Sing like a muse
and in poetry fuse
my soul into verse from beauties purse
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Pride Of Africa
I can hear and see clear
I can see the signs of cascading black waterfalls
Drizzling our soil with dazzling beauties
Charming sight to behold like a bouncing breast
Beauty in black
Beauty so unique
And beauty second to none
I can hear and see clear
A beauty best known to the diamond merchants
Not to the lay man who easily pick on street
I can hear and see clear
A sound of beating black drums
And a singing of a dulcet black voice
Coming from gently all the sides
Like cold gentle breezes blowing
from atlantic ocean
So cool and gentle
A black beauty carefully composed in black
Sparking lightenings across the globe
Just a bright-black skin and a green soil
As agents of beauties that brighten the world
It is nature's gifts that can't be changed
Beauties of intelligents
Beauties of creativities
And beauties of cultures
That is black in beauty
A beauty beaming even in the dark
For all to see and to believe
For all to taste and appreciate
That is black beauty
The prides of Africa....
¤NTA! !
(30/july/2012)
11: 41 - 11: 58
poem by Naseeru Taneemu Annuree
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Beauties of the world
Beauties unheard are numerous.
The heard are such as Helen of Troy,
Sakuntala and Cleopatra.
Beauties unseen are countless.
Those seen are such as Aiswraya Roy,
Jacqueline Kennedy and Marlin Monroe.
Beauties untouched are numberless.
The touched are such as the spouse,
The beloved ones and harlots.
Ability to see beauty
In women and get obsessed with it
Is the prerogative of man.
[ Sakuntala is a character in a Sanskrit play by same name by the poet, Kalidasa ]
25.01.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Heaven And Earth #2
when i look to the heavens and see the beauties of the sky
then i know the reason why.
why i was put on this earth, and why to me
my mother gave birth.
she gave me birth so that i can see
all the beauties that GOD put here for me.
heaven and earth are in unison as one
just like the sky is to the sun.
just like the crops are to the soil
through mans sacrifice and toil.
here on earth the LORD has said
is where you'll come to rest your head.
but in my kingdom of heaven
what you thought was impossibilities
'you now will see' living in immortality.
you will no longer have the human frailities
and emotions such as hate, envy, sadness
bitterness, sickness, desires
they will all go away, but other things will stay
such as love, joy, happiness
and a desire to help others
we have left behind.
in hopes that they could find the meanings
of the words that GOD has spoken
and pull out those inner emotions.
HEAVEN AND EARTH IS HERE AND NOW
IN YOUR HEART- IT WILL BE FOUND.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Questions
In a dream GOD asked me:
What does life mean to you?
I came up with the answer that
Most would normally say and do.
“ THE FIVE SENSES”
But that’s not true!
Living and enjoying the beauties
That GOD has provided to us.
The sun, the stars, the oceans, the moon
The grass, the trees,
And his lips as he kisses us
In a soft gentle breeze.
The love that he has given us
To share with all the rest
The beauties inside of us
Which is his very best.
The strength inside of us to smile
Laugh, joke, and play
This is with us every day.
Then he gave us a mind to use
We could use it if we choose.
Then another question he put to me:
How would you live, if with all
These things, I did not give?
I thought about this long and hard.
‘ there would be nothing that we could do
If we chose not to follow you. ‘
poem by Louis Rams
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Elegy over a Tomb
Must I then see, alas, eternal night
Sitting upon those fairest eyes,
And closing all those beams, which once did rise
So radiant and bright
That light and heat in them to us did prove
Knowledge and love?
Oh, if you did delight no more to stay
Upon this low and earthly stage,
But rather chose an endless heritage,
Tell us at least, we pray,
Where all the beauties that those ashes ow'd
Are now bestow'd.
Doth the sun now his light with yours renew?
Have waves the curling of your hair?
Did you restore unto the sky and air
The red, and white, and blue?
Have you vouchsaf'd to flowers since your death
That sweetest breath?
Had not heav'n's lights else in their houses slept,
Or to some private life retir'd?
Must not the sky and air have else conspir'd,
And in their regions wept?
Must not each flower else the earth could breed,
Have been a weed?
But thus enrich'd may we not yield some cause
Why they themselves lament no more?
That must have chang'd the course they held before,
And broke their proper laws,
Had not your beauties giv'n this second birth
To heaven and earth.
Tell us (for oracles must still ascend
For those that crave them at your tom ,
Tell us where are those beauties now become,
And what they now intend;
Tell us, alas, that cannot tell our grief,
Or hope relief.
poem by Edward Herbert
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My Daughter
you are my daughter, my everything.
you mean more than the world to me.
you captured my heart at your birth
and removed all my inner hurt.
you softened my heart to the
beauties of the world.
you are my little girl.
you are the one who set me free
and made a man/woman out of me.
you showed me that responsibility
was buried deep inside of me.
you showed me the beauties
that a daughter could bring
and taught my heart how to sing.
poem by Louis Rams
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Some Days
SOME DAYS I’M TOO TIRED TO BE INSPIRED
AND SOME DAYS I’M QUICK AS A WINK
WHEN I DON’T HAVE TO THINK.
THE THOUGHTS WILL FLOW LIKE WINE IN A GLASS
SHOWING THE PRESENT, FUTURE AND THE PAST.
IT IS NOT REALLY HARD TO DO
IF TO YOURSELF YOU BE TRUE.
LOOK AND LISTEN TO EVERY SIGHT AND SOUND
IT WILL PICK YOU UP AND PUT YOU DOWN.
TO ALL THE BEAUTIES THAT CAN BE FOUND.
PUTTING ALL YOUR THOUGHTS, FEELINGS
AND DREAMS ON PAPER
NOTHING CAN BE MUCH SAFER.
YOU TELL OF STORIES THAT THEY
NEVER HEARD OF, OR DARED TO DREAM
INTO A FEW LINES.
AND IN THEIR MINDS WILL LAST
FOR A VERY LONG TIME.
WHEN THOSE “ SOME DAYS “ COME TO YOU
AND YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
SIT AND WRITE JUST A FEW LINES
THEN YOU’LL SEE YOU HAVE THE TIME.
TIME TO ENJOY ALL THE BEAUTIES
THAT SURROUND YOUR LIFE
WITH FAMILY, FRIENDS, HUSBAND AND WIFE.
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Life Is A Real Addiction
Out of love
I can take tricks and schemes
But from the beautiful faces
I won't take lies..
When she says ‘' I want to die ‘'
in this world this is a great lie
in heart every one likes to live
no matter in what conditions,
this is the quirky charm of life
none can deny
suicide is not normal
it is abnormal mental condition
it is forced upon
and exceptional one
the beauties of life lie not only on possessions
or in physical comforts
beauties of life lie even in thoughts
in seeing, in listening, in feeling
life produces a mysterious music
out of whatever is the flute..
even if you are not in the position
to enjoy the mysterious music of life
still you can dance with the tune.
so stop tell a lie ‘' I want to die ‘'
keep dancing with tune of life..
lets the wind blow
the rain to come down
and see in wonder how nice is the rainbow! !
the faces of men and women
relatives and friends
such a infectious
you can not avoid seeing
life is a real addiction!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Thankful To God
(2/23/12)
Ashes to ashes - dust to dust
I put my life in gods trust
He has watched me every step of the way
And from him I will not stray.
When my life seems to be going wrong
He comes and makes me strong.
Just say a little mental prayer
And with god his love you'll share.
Look at the beauties all around
In the sky and on the ground
The birds that fly high above
Spreading their wings with his love.
Many of the two and four legged
Animals on the ground
Is the food that we have found.
He supplies us with all our needs
And on which plants we could feed.
Plants for food, plants to cure
Everything here, rest assured.
Why do we worry so
He takes care of us - this we know.
So be thankful to god above
For he is the one true love.
poem by Louis Rams
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My Daily Walk With GOD
i did my walk today
a mile and a half each way
it may not be much to the younger generation
but! it fills me with exhilaration.
the walk opens my mind so it can see
all the beauties that GOD gave to me.
and as i do my daily walk
people will stop to talk
we'll talk about the beauty of the day
and it seems that time slips away.
when i get back to the house
i have a confrontation with my spouse.
'what took you so long, and where did you go
or is it that you're walking slow'
the arguing is not a beauty to me
it is just a mystery.
why is health so hard to understand
it is giving us a helping hand.
to live and see what the LORD has provided
this is HIS word, you can not hide it.
do for yourself and I will help you
'this is so very true'
put your faith in the LORD above
for HE has given us perfect love.
i am filled with sensation
of GODS beauties and creations
so i do my daily walk
and with HIM i will talk.
poem by Louis Rams
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The past and the future have no bearings.
How many beauties have lived!
How many wonders have happened!
How many inventions and ruins!
This is before my birth took place.
How many beauties would arrive!
How many wonders would happen!
How many inventions and ruins!
This is after my death takes place.
I live and leave unaffected
By the time past and future.
10.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Beauty of You
In solitary I sit, and look at the stars
Reminded each moment, you are not far.
All of lifes beauties, one can't compare
To the one in my life, in which I most care.
Of all the worlds flowers, and all the sunsets
One could spend hours, and live in regret.
For what they most seek, is beauty unseen
A beauty so real, it is desired by Queens.
This beauty I know, I've found it in you
A beauty so deep, it is nothing but true.
poem by Alex Bonson
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The itching truths are ignored
Poets wrote volumes
About flowers and blossoms
But were mute in their praise
For fruits and seeds,
Which give more charm.
Poets wrote reams
About the spring and its warmth
But did rare in their concern
For the summer and its dampness,
Which touches deeper senses.
Poets wrote tonnes
About the beauties of spinsters
But were silent to picture
Beauties of wives and mothers,
Who display more lustre.
They dare not write the real
That are itching to readers
00.04.97, Agartala
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Meek Shall Inherit
Women are searching for their own identities
And rightfully so.
They contribute so much- and that we all know.
From the laymen positions to the greatest professions
To do good is their obsession.
Business women, doctors, lawyers too
They know exactly what they have to do.
Perseverance is the key
To reach their dreams, their realities.
They say the meek shall inherit the earth
Women are taking it for all its worth.
Women do not want to be superior to men
But they don’t want to be inferior neither.
(note: if the lord did take a rib from man to create women
(and as men we do everything to protect our bodies
(that rib also protects us from internal injuries)
If the roles were reversed- what would you do?
Wouldn’t you want recognition too.
In some countries women must cover
Themselves from head to toe.
Then what do they look like? You’ll never know!
Why should they cover what GOD has given
Women s beauties is what makes this life worth living!
The outer beauty may be covered
But the inner beauties have yet to rise.
It can not be covered with any disguise.
Women are not as weak as we think them to be
They have more strength than we could see.
Can men endure the pains of birth as women do?
To all women: “ my hat is off to you”.
The meek shall inherit the earth
I believe it to be true!
BUT MAYBE! It’s the peacemakers?
I’ve thought about that too.
poem by Louis Rams
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Polluting Politicians
the beauties that GOD has given
makes this life worth living.
you see his beauties every day
it is something that won't wash away.
and to him i do pray.
we pray to you with all our might.
for a little bit more of 'insight'
open the eyes of the public
so that they can see.
that we must leave something
to future families.
we must give the politicians a time frame
and have them stop playing these games
the games is whats destroying this nation.
let's get them to work for future generations.
of global warming they all speak
but when they have the bill in front of them
they just take a peek.
we are destroyong this world
from the inside out.
'is this what lifes about'?
we are polluting our streams, rivers
and oceans too.
how much more are we going to do?
our streams used to be crystal clear
now to look- we must take fear.
tires, cars, metals of all sorts
are lying in the rivers and streams.
let's pick them up and get them clean.
they are sinking battleships in the oceans
and they claim it's to make reefs?
take these ships and recycle the metal
to be used for our future generations.
if you don't want retaliation.
scientists are already seeing
that in a few more years, we won't be breathing.
we are taking all the oxygen from the air.
is'nt that something that we should 'fear'
pollution has gotten so heavy and thick
that's whats making the public sick.
it's time to turn this earth around
so future generations can be found.
let all the politicians know today
that we want to live a better way.
poem by Louis Rams
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Sonnet 5 - I wandered out a while agone,
I wandered out a while agone,
And went I know not whither;
But there do beauties many a one
Resort and meet together,
And Cupid's power will there be shown
If ever you come thither.
For like two suns, two beauties bright
I shining saw together,
And tempted by their double light
My eyes I fixed on either;
Till both at once so thralled my sight,
I loved, and knew not whether.
Such equal sweet Venus gave,
That I preferred not either;
And when for love I thought to crave,
I knew not well of whether,
For one while this I wished to have,
And then I that had liefer.
A lover of the curious't eye
Might have been pleased in either,
And so, I must confess, might I,
Had they not been together.
Now both must love or both deny,
In one enjoy I neither.
But yet at last I 'scaped the smart
I feared at coming hither;
For seeing my divided heart -
I, choosing, knew not whether -
Love angry grew and did depart,
And now I care for neither.
poem by George Wither
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Sonnet 37: My Mouth Doth Water
My mouth doth water, and my breast doth swell,
My tongue doth itch, my thoughts in labor be:
Listen then, lordings, with good ear to me,
For of my life I must a riddle tell.
Toward Aurora's court a nymph doth dwell,
Rich in all beauties which man's eye can see:
Beauties so far from reach of words, that we
Abase her praise, saying she doth excel:
Rich in the treasure of deserv'd renown,
Rich in the riches of a royal heart,
Rich in those gifts which give th'eternal crown;
Who though most rich in these and every part,
Which make the patents of true worldly bliss,
Hath no misfortune, but that Rich she is.
poem by Philip Sidney
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