Let Go
As a ripened fruit
Is naturally let go
By the tree.
So should we,
Let go
Of our children,
When they are ready
To leave
And pursue their dreams.
Choose their path
And let destiny
Unfold its mysteries.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Ripened
Ripened!
But on a wrong tree done.
This hybrid thinks it to be pure,
And naturally sweet.
But the tree adopted it,
From despair.
And convince the nut...
It was a fruited pear.
And when the apples growing,
On the tree became aware...
They were taught to respect the nut!
Although they knew,
Never a pear would be there.
Yet,
Ripened to be spared,
From playful impatient squirrels.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Destiny v.s Fate
Down the road of destiny
you see your future life
you see your future children
and you see your future wife
Walking down your path of fate
you lose grasp of all your dreams
you cant find your accomplishments
you lose site of everything
Which path to take, you cant decide
but now you have to choose
on one its what you gain that counts
and the other its what you lose
You must pick now, your time is up
which road will you now take?
maybe the path of destiny
or even the path of fate.
Life or death.......which matters most
you should've thought before,
before you decided to get drunk
and you drove down to the store.
You knew that it was comming
your mom said dont drink and drive
maybe you should've listened
and you might still be alive.
poem by Crystal Johnson
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Nature Is The Destiny Maker: Boo, Boo, Cried Bobby - A Barmy Head!
Nature is full of unraveled mysteries, cultures and histories;
Nature is full of flowing rills with growing thrills - oh human joker!
Nature nurtures dreams of utility by shaping your personality,
Yahoo! Nature is full of beautiful colors and heaven sent flowers
Nature is the destiny maker, boo, boo, cried Bobby – a barmy head!
Holy smoke, holy cow! Oh, little mackerel! Nature has ethereal power.
Papal tree and papaya fruit, coconut and grape fruit for you
Banyan tree and banana fruit, Almond tree apple fruit for you
Even if you are lost in thoughts futile – don’t worry – oh, lawbreaker!
Nature instills hope with an eternal source utile – be merry.
Nature is the destiny maker, boo, boo, cried Bobby – a barmy head!
Holy smoke, holy cow! Oh, little mackerel! Nature has ethereal power.
Blue Sky, white clouds, yellow stars are there for you,
Moon’s twilight and sun’s delight is for you and me,
Be a bird watcher and be with nature, oh, you and me!
Go and bow in front of rainbow, rain is for you and me.
Nature is the destiny maker, boo, boo, cried Bobby – a barmy head!
Holy smoke, holy cow! Oh, little mackerel! Nature has ethereal power.
poem by Harindhar Reddy
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Fate and Destiny
Fate and Destiny
Who can tell us what Fate and Destiny are?
Who can tell us what our Fate is?
Who can tell us what our Destiny is?
Fate. Destiny.
People say we cannot choose our Fate, but we can choose our Destiny.
People say we are Fated or Destined to do/become something.
Fate. Destiny.
Are they different?
Are they the same?
People say we can choose Destiny and we are Fated to do it.
People say that our Destiny is open, but our Fate is sealed.
Are Fate and Destiny the same?
If our Destiny has yet to be chosen but our Fate is sealed, then is not our Destiny already chosen, but unseen to us until the opportune moment?
Fate. Destiny.
When is the opportune moment?
At what point in our life will our Fate and Destiny be revealed?
Or will we realize what our Fate and Destiny are only when it is too late?
Or will we pass our Fate and Destiny without knowing it?
Fate. Destiny.
If someone tells us what our Fate and Destiny are, will we like what we hear?
Or will you strive against the path set before you?
poem by Robert Grimes
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The Path of Hope
The Path of Hope
The Path of Life is layed before you
Life is like a novel…It has elements
It has Characters
It has Settings
It has a Plot
It has Ideals and Morals
Like Friendship and Love
Like Faith and Sacrifice
Like Fate and Destiny
Like Hope and Despair
There are Paths…Paths of your destiny
The Path of Good or The Path of Evil
The Path of Darkness or The Path of Light
The Path of Hope or The Path of Despair
Only you can choose your path
But chose wisely…For you can’t turn back time
You must follow your heart…For it will guide you
Never give up on your dreams
Always Believe…Trust your heart
Don’t let the bad people get you down
Just Believe,
Trust your Heart,
Have Faith in your Dreams,
Have Hope in the Despair,
Follow the Light in the Darkness
Find the Euphoria in the Sorrows,
Trust your Friends,
Follow the Stars…They will Guide you
May the Stars be a Light for you when all other Lights go out
Life is like a Novel…
poem by Bleeding Heart
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Path I Choose (live)
During the last rays of the sacred moon
I walk the desolate terrain cold and all alone
The rider came to me a black tornado, a violent mass
The cloud of evil rose, now I'm marked for all time
Temptation befell me
Darkness is calling for me
This is the path that I choose
This is the path that I choose
Forced power besieged in me
Showing visions of what will be
Now obsessed with my fate
I must go forth and conquer
The chosen one to lead the pack
This boiling hate has risen
From the depths of my blackened heart
This madness is my destiny
Temptation befell me
Darkness is calling for me
This is the path that I choose
This is the path that I choose
song performed by by Iced Earth
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Life and life
What is left in our dear life,
If we choose to end all our strife.
And swim away in an island faraway,
Beside a tree that shadows unfair play.
Destiny seems to follow us everywhere,
Leave your heart grave and swear,
To leave destiny as it always shall be,
And pronounce a future that all shall see.
How do you see a life that has no life,
Traveling all alone on the blades of a knife,
Figuring out ways to undo the ultimate error,
And cutting away sweetness and pouring dour.
You Know What I Mean
Just as I thought I'd made it
You walk back into my life
Just like you never left
Just as I learned to be lonely
You call up to tell me
You're not sure if you're ready
Oh but ready or not
You'll take what you've got
And leave
Oh leave me alone
With my heart
I'm putting the pieces back
Together again
Just leave
Oh leave me alone
With my dreams
I can do without you
You know what I mean
I wish I could write a lovesong
To show you the way I feel
Seems you don't like to listen
Oh but like it or not
You'll take what you've got
And leave
Oh leave me alone
With my heart
It's broken in two and I'm not
I'm not thinking too straight
Just leave
Oh leave me alone
With my dreams
You've taken everything else
You know what I mean
song performed by by Anni Frid Lyngstad from Something's Going On
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Who I am
Grandma Kasan, has the Bali citrus fruit tree
Their fruits was very luxuriant
Unfortunately with-him, Day And Night
after she made the Palm Fruit Charcoal
Always the road observed the her loves citrus fruit
because of being not again child
and the grandchild in her big house
when the night, I pass away
was carried by Old brother
under the citrus tree
that already ripe
around the little path
close my house
get its with my hand
when the grandmother fell asleep
and then I could eat citroes
when at the afternoon I ask her
to have her fruits not permitted
such was juvenile delinquency
when I older we to like children
that wanted to win ourself
the developing process of life
that always
repetitions
Who I am
when the others
gone
left me
alone
in the quiet home
poem by Prasetya Utama
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Chakra #6
color-violet- brain
Chakra #6, or the third eye
2 lotus flower petals unfold.
at brow, base of brain.
when meditating one opens the
door to your inner most being.
Mysteries are revealed. Every-
thing we need, we already have.
Seek guiding vision in ones
inner world.
inner mysteries unfold.
deep meditation
radiant light
wisdom
focus
Seek and you shall find.
poem by Heather Burns
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Hoping For Destiny
Is destiny unavoidable?
Or can we change it
Can we choose the path we take
Or is it already the one meant for us
How can we fight our destiny?
If we cant change?
I guess we can only hope
That our destiny is filled with happiness
Shroud of Destiny
Destiny
A foretelling
Your purpose in life
Stray away
Must not
Follow your dreams
Disregarded
Only one path
Destiny provides
At birth
Failure this
Concept is
Truth be told
Many paths
Lay in front
Hiding in the
Shroud of destiny
One purpose
One goal
One path
In life
No decisions
For you only the stars
Decide
poem by Tommy D'Attore
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From The Same Tree
From the same tree
there is the good fruit
there is the bad fruit....
From the same tree
the good fruit goes to the market
the bad fruit...to the soil.
From the same tree
is the reason for the lonely farmer
to wake up each morning
to see how the fruits grow well...
and is the reason for the lonely farmer
for not winning the heart of his beloved
who prefer the city life
From the same tree
there is the good fruit
there is the bad fruit.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Sonnet-Nature's The Best
The child with milestones normal is the best;
The child that gets parental love grows well;
The teeth that timely erupt grow, strongest;
The good man from the bad, genes, time will tell.
The fruit thats ripe on tree does taste the best;
One ripened artificially isn't that good;
The child that learns naturally performs best;
That cooked in earthenware's the tastiest food.
God -given breeze is what most men prefer;
Air-conditioned has its demerits sure;
That Natural things are best, we all infer;
For Man is too a part of God's Nature.
Respect Nature and Earth will remain green;
And keep soul pure when life will be serene.
poem by John Celes
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I always figure I have this tree and there's always some green fruit that's not ready to pick or blossoms that are ready to flower; there are always some ready to drop off too.
quote by Graeme Murphy
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The Custard Apple
It hung so near the trunk of the tree,
And stayed unnoticed for a long time,
Hidden by a leafy canopy,
And growing bigger than most others!
It was not scorched by the noon-time sun,
Nor wetted by the lashing rains,
Or shaken by the winds that howl,
But was over-fed in mother's way!
I plucked it off lest someone stole
Or wood-peckers come make a hole,
And parrots beak it up like nuts,
Leaving its empty rind hanging!
I wrapped the fruit in a plastic bag,
And thought it would ripen very soon;
Alas! The fruit never ripened at all,
Remaining green and looking fresh!
It was as hard as granite stone;
It did not dry or change color;
It stayed that way when kept outside,
But never ripened any day!
I pondered what could have happened
Preventing the fruit from ripening;
‘There is a time for everything,
And when a fruit ripens! ' - says the Bible.
Yet, human beings find new ways
Of doing things unnaturally;
Nevertheless, they hardly win;
But Mother Nature does better!
Man's knowledge and experience fails
In every field and every sphere;
The Nature, God created stays
Unraveled, unrivaled winner always.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-10-2012
poem by John Celes
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A Christmas Tree! A Christmas Tree!
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With dark green needled memories
Of childhood dreams and mysteries
Wrapped present-like in front of me.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
I glimpse a past wherein i see
The child that then grew into me
Not forward fast but haltingly.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
A time for being with family
A time that's gone so fleetingly
Yet lives for always deep in me.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
When twelfth night comes whole hauntingly
One lingered look and then i see
No Christmas tree where it would be.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With feelings now felt longingly
No corner in my house to see
The magic of that Christmas tree.
poem by David Keig
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Roots, Trees, and Fruits
A tree is known by its root
The source of its first life
A fruit is known by the tree
As a man is known through strife.
The root of a man is his family
The tree is the man that has grown-
The words that he writes in poetry
Show the rearing he has known.
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain -Baello
July 6,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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'No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit.
Each tree is recognized by own fruit.'
Luke 6: 43
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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No Christmas Tree Where It Should Be
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With dark green needled memories
Of childhood dreams and mysteries
Wrapped present-like in front of me.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
I glimpse a past wherein i see
The child that then grew into me
Not forward fast but haltingly.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
A time for being with family
A time that's gone so fleetingly
Yet lives for always deep in me.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
When twelfth night comes whole hauntingly
One lingered look and then i see
No Christmas tree where it would be.
A Christmas tree! A Christmas tree!
With feelings now felt tearfully
No home, no kids surrounding me
No corner in my house to see
The magic of that Christmas tree.
poem by David Keig
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You Know What I Mean
Just as I thought Id make it
You walk back into my life
Just like you never left
Just as Id learned to be lonely
You call up to tell me
Youre not sure if youre ready
But ready or not, youll take what youve got and leave
Leave me alone with my heart
Im putting the pieces back together again
Just leave, leave me alone with my dreams
I can do without you, know what I mean...
I wish I could write a love song,
To show you the way I feel
Seems you dont like to listen
Oh but like it or not, take what youve got and leave
Leave me alone with my heart
Its broken in two and Im not thinking too straight
Just leave, leave me alone with my dreams
Youve taken everything else, you know what I mean
song performed by by Phil Collins
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