Brain Without Orientation (Revised)
Quite content with my lot having finished
Rob Parsons ‘The Heart of Success, Making
it in Business without Losing in Life' - given
my shortcomings and limitations, and
specifically, the allergy
I couldn't have lived a self-absorbed creator's
passionate life, but I'm delighted to do
assembly-line translation for Government
departments, achieving the most important
goal: happy relationships;
My nuclear family is kindness itself - poet
brother a wise mentor who safeguards my
mental health, my twin sister much happier
now that her dreams are fulfilled - in short,
life's improving
Though phenomenological Zen-Buddhist
existence is impossible due to the allergy
I love reading and music - my routine job
entails challenging research, I might not
deserve merit but everything's significant
Falling into black holes and nihilism of life's
emotional roller-coaster yet I'm lucky,
content, my colleagues are wise angels
teaching me to concentrate daily, what
more could I ask, given my beginning as
A brain without orientation?
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Letting Me Die
Reading Rob Parsons ‘Heart of
Success - making it in Business
without losing in Life' I'm agitated
the author explains all should be
encouraged to use their special
gift in the workplace
I lamented doing translation is an
attempt to strangle myself, destroy
emotion and imagination - change
my basic character until I resemble
a robot, good for nothing and very
nearly dead
Then you reminded me again with
the allergy I am in a mental wheel-
chair, while others sprint ahead &
cross the finishing line I have not
even started yet, I'm like a person
born blind
I have never felt what it is like to
enjoy the wonder of vision; in my
case, the wonder of quiet routine
intelligence; with my IQ fluctuating
madly, emotions out of control, the
only way
For me to live the life of a normal
person is by dying unto myself; I
ought to congratulate myself as I
am dead, should be SO PROUD
thank you for letting me die with-
out spilling
A single dropp of blood!
Friday 27 April 2012
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Our Shelter Is The Purpose Of Our Creation
IT is the intention to gain
that makes one creative,
and so when the gain is taken
one sulks back to his
stagnant self,
the intention to be happy
is one thing too,
as though the purpose of having this life is simply
happiness,
that when one is sad, life becomes
meaningless
a slave of feeling, a roller coaster of emotion
one is a rider,
when the ride is over, what then is next?
the roller coaster stops
one gets out from his seat and bind
you take a walk, remembering the highs and lows
and this soon shall stop
there is no roller coaster in the house where we live
will there be no excitement anymore
when we feel nothing
shall life and dreams cease too?
we are not our creators
we are created for a purpose
and this we must discover
and there we shall take shelter.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Happy Birthday My Dear Brother
Happy Birthday to you! !
Happy Birthday Brother!
May you be my brother
Every time I am born.
Happy Birthday to you! !
Happy Birthday Brother
You are my Hero,
and my inspiration
You have made me proud Sister
in the entire Universe.
May you keep making me prouder.
Happy Birthday to you! !
Happy Birthday Brother
You have given me the courage,
to dream the most impossible,
and given me the strength,
to fight the greatest disasters,
and win the battle of my Life.
May all the Sisters have a brother like you.
Happy Birthday to you! !
Happy Birthday Brother
You have granted me the opportunity,
to leave the hell,
and live in the heaven,
Happy Birthday to you! !
Happy Birthday Brother
You stole your dreams,
To fulfill your families need.
Yet you reached the top of your aim.
Your victory is a lesson for the ones who,
Give up on their dreams.
Happy Birthday to you! !
Happy Birthday Brother
You have given a little Girl,
a beautiful life,
Without you,
Which might have been just a dream.
poem by Pratisha Karki
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When the time is right Story poem for M lady Tara
At sixteen years she was naïve.
Lived in a world of fantasy,
she was convinced that dreams come true.
But she would learn they seldom do.
By twenty two she was sure she knew.
She’d had a broken heart or two
That only fools placed trust in men.
She wouldn’t fall in love again.
But concentrate on her career
The price of love was much too dear.
She was content with single life
and had no wish to be a wife
At thirty she began to doubt.
She felt that she was missing out
on something she could not define.
She recognised the warning sign.
Reviewe her life took careful stock
What she found out came as a shock.
Though she was seen as a success
Her life was filled with loneliness.
She felt a twinge of jealousy
of friends who’d married happily
and swapped careers for motherhood.
A choice she hadn’t understood.
She realised what she must do.
She had to look at life anew
and find a man who wants a wife
A guy who’s sick of single life.
Someone who wants a family too
and make her girlish dreams come true.
It was then she met the man.
The ideal partner for her plan.
A mature man, a bachelor
a man who had been hurt before.
So when he showed some interest
she thought it would be for the best.
To let him know that she was free
and was prepared to be friendly.
That she enjoyed his company
which he accepted happily.
They saw each other socially
and with increasing frequency.
Who was the hunter, who the prey
would be impossible to say.
He popped the question she agreed.
Mother Nature’s plans succeed.
Despite the heart aches of the past.
They have fulfilled their dreams at last.
They’re married with a family.
My little tale ends happily.
Perhaps it’s true perhaps its not.
But does it matter? Not a lot.
19-May-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Mad And Growing Worse
Lost sense of chronology due to food allergy, un-
balanced and feverish and irritable - awful to sit
still - as long as there is pressing work to do, it
is easier to ignore these symptoms
The quiet of Friday night makes it impossible to live
life within separate units of time, it feels as if every-
thing should be happening at once and since they can-
not given the limitations of my mind
I feel frustrated, cannot wait for events to happen in
sequence: when reading I think I should be watching
TV, when watching one thing I suspect I am missing
something important somewhere else
Or that I should have been reading an excellent book:
full circle, enough to drive one mad, and it does -
I'm mad and growing worse…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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A Better Fix
Today's young people want a quick fix
In those drugs and drinks that they can get
And so in much trouble they get to mix
With their lives destroyed, filled with regret.
But another alternative is there for you
It's just waiting for your daily taking
A very good fix it can assure you
And make you productive in your living.
God's Word is power for success
And from it you must not depart
Kept in your life, it will surely bless
Your soul, and Peace will fill your heart.
Unload your baggage as it' s getting late
In Life, when you fix your human eyes
On Jesus the Perfecter of your faith
You'll run with strength and be very wise.
'The fear of the Lord leads to life,
Then one rests content, untouched by trouble.'
Proverbs 19: 23
'He who walks with the wise, grows wise,
but a companion of fools suffers harm.'
Proverbs 13: 20
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain -Baello
February 18,2010
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Life (Salt Of Life 3) (Being Content With)
I worked for money.
I talked about money.
I played game of money.
I dreamed of money.
My life was all money,
though I had plenty.
I was not happy,
because I was greedy.
My life was successful but I was not satisfied,
so it became so dry.
Not knowing how to be content with what I had,
Always feeling my bank account was 1 million less.
One day when the stock market crashed,
I felt a severe pain in my chest,
caused by AM I which lead me to death.
For my whole life, I had been accumulating wealth,
which I couldn't take with me to the grave
With even a large sum of money, my life couldn't be saved.
'Being content with ' is exactly Salt of Life,
and a powerful treatment recipe for a greedy heart.
(AMI =acute myocardial infarct, a form of heart disease that kills)
Iceberg
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Iceberg-Ive fallen in love with an
Iceberg-its only the tip of the
Iceberg-Ive heard that its cool
I got class, I got style
But once in a while out on the town
I must go
Youd better wash out your zone
Watch out you stone bone headed woman
Watch out you bone headed man
Iceberg-its freezin over second avenue
Theres not a thing that you can
Iceberg-its comin over second avenue
Youd better believe theres nothin
You can do about it
I was an orphan and I couldnt help it
Ive been in and out of trouble
Ever since they left me in a basket
On the freeway
Its me thats been doggin your shadow
Its me thats been a shadowin your dog
You got me hung up lock and stock and barrel
Ill always be behind you in the fog
So you better not annoy me
Or Ill do somethin that I might regret
Youd better not annoy me or Ill do
Somethin that you wont forget in a hurry
And I might be back for some sloppy seconds
Youve heard me heavy breathing on the telephone
My word they say that Im belongin
In a home for crazy people
But you know I dont belong there
I was an orphan and I couldnt help it
Id been in and out of trouble
Ever since they left me
In a basket on the freeway
Lie lie lie etc
Die die die etc
Hooray hooray ha ha ha
Hooray ha ha ha
Get down get down get down get down
Theres really not a lot that you can do
Lay down lay down lay down lay down
Theres really not a lot that you can do
Theres really not a lot that you can do
And I might be back for sloppy seconds
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
Life is a roller coaster that we all ride
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Like an adventure
as we grow
life takes us to the battle field
where we have to fight in order to survive
life is all about war
dealing with heart break
with sorrow and pain
as we goes through life '
the harder it will get
when i open my eyes
is when i begin to see
how hard it is to get what we wanted
life never goes our way
that's the sadden of me
life is like a roller coaster
let; s enjoy the ride
life is like an adventure
that will; never come to an end
you die it goes along without you
you alive it goes with you
i life there's no option
you bleed to carry on
again
life is like a roller coaster
let's enjoy the ride
life is like a journey
everyday we learn a new story
everyday we face a new challenge
life is like a adventure
it takes us anywhere
it blows us anywhere and whenever
sometimes life burn us
where we have to turn to ashes
let's all accept it and enjoyed the journey
like an adventure
poem by Guenael Oristel
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Sonnet-My Food-Allergy
And now and then, I taste the foods I shouldn't;
So stupidly in utter disregard;
The things I loved to eat, some now I couldn't;
My allergy too has made me a Bard.
The sufferings that follow are so great;
I take the drugs to combat Allergy;
Of course, the symptoms do promptly abate;
But side-effects do steal my energy;
1 wish I had avoided the mistake;
I can’t be careful, all the time in life;
By miracle, if God-could only take,
Away the poison that adds to my strife.
Yet, blame I will myself for my sad plight;
How can a poison turn harmless o'er-night?
poem by John Celes
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Lucky (In My Life)
Music:lobina/randone, lyrics: lobina/gabutti
Mixed by:angelica villella
Ive been lucky in my life
Ive been lucky
Ive been lucky in my life I know
Ive been lucky in my life
Ive been lucky and I thank you for this light
Oh good lord
Got my family
And Ive got all my friends
Ive been lucky in my life
And I got no money but
Theres no need to give up
Ive been lucky in my life
As I live my life
With a smile on my face
Will I be lucky in my life?
Even when Im feeling down
Its ok cause I know
I could be lucky in my life
Oh good lord
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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Lucky
Music:lobina/randone, lyrics: lobina/gabutti
Mixed by:angelica villella
Ive been lucky in my life
Ive been lucky
Ive been lucky in my life I know
Ive been lucky in my life
Ive been lucky and I thank you for this light
Oh good lord
Got my family
And Ive got all my friends
Ive been lucky in my life
And I got no money but
Theres no need to give up
Ive been lucky in my life
As I live my life
With a smile on my face
Will I be lucky in my life?
Even when Im feeling down
Its ok cause I know
I could be lucky in my life
Oh good lord
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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Without Fearing We Should Keep Secrets
With thoughts diversified.
Feelings deep and some quite silly.
As a little bit of rock with a rolling through blues,
Is shown.
These aspects of my life,
I have chosen to you to only make known.
Relationships of all kinds had.
Disappointing splits and emotional heartbreaking,
Coming to exist.
And a desperation that describes,
A sitting on the edge and what it feels like...
To come close to losing one's mind.
Illnesses experienced.
And happiness recovered,
After sadness ends.
There is nothing like feeling,
A beginning like this...
Can and does transcend.
You and I have been together,
Through it all it seems.
And I am glad from you I did not conceal,
Any of my hopes and dreams wished fulfilled.
Every aspect of my life to you has been revealed.
They have!
With a desire I have by my doing this,
You too will recognize...
Thoughts you have are also diversified,
With feelings deep.
And ready you are to come out of hiding,
To experience a life lived feeling totally complete.
And you and I can share,
Without fearing we should keep secrets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Believe!
I believe in mother's immortal love, I believe that there's no-one like your mother.
I believe that this world is worse than perdiction.
I believe in the existence of heaven and so does the hell.
I believe in love at first sight.
I believe in sex on first date,
I believe in kissing a girl, younger or elder than me.
I believe in love and so does the hate.
I believe in insomnia and so does the immortal sleep.
I believe in kissing a marraied women.
I believe in living with a widow.
I believe in ghost, and so does the angels.
I believe in sky and so does the hell inside the earth.
I believe in love flowing with wind.
I believe in killing a beast.
I believe there's a life after death and so does the Satan.
I believe in brain and so does the heart.
I believe in sister's immortal love.
I believe in lover's mortal love.
I believe in kissing a sister.
I believe in huging a sister.
I believe in making a sister cry.
I believe in sister's eyes.
I believe in life, the mortal life.
I believe in the fire of hell.
I believe in maggots of skull.
I believe in motionless life.
I believe there's a place where I can kiss her and so does she.
I believe in misbehaving.
I believe in eve-teasing, I believe in raping, cause it exists.
I believe in making love twice and thrice a day.
I believe in eye contact.
I believe in rain, the heavenly droplets.
I believe in clouds, the one about to shout.
I believe in love without meeting each other.
I believe in cousin's love.
I believe in smile the one which can make you mine.
I believe in and I am supposed to believe in.
poem by Naman Bansal
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My Life
I am not dead but still I miss
My loved ones, my family; the life I had
As I am dead in death amiss
Without my life, sorrowful and sad
My life is not the greatest nor a success
But a life it is and is what's truly mine
I pray to God for God to bless
My life, my friends, my family blood line
What I would do to live forever
And in youth with my life's joy
Live with my family, never to sever
From them as an eternal boy
My grandparents, my parents, my sisters, my brother
Always together, always with each other
My life, a life, worth living…..
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Marginally Content
Sufficiently alone, marginally content,
I never try to figure out if I’m happy
Or where love went.
Attempts to retrace a former kiss
Are as pointless as searching for a past life
That your karma has slightly revealed
In a disturbing dream.
Letting go can be difficult or impossible,
But going backwards is like sealing
Your own eternal coffin.
Abandoned relationships
Weave a melancholy loneliness
Into everybody’s life.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Life Has Its Way....
Life is like the waves it has its ups and downs
Life is like a roller coaster it has its twists and turns
Life is like a sport it just depends on what we play
Life is like a game of poker it just depends on what we are dealt
Life can be given life can be taken
Life can be a curse life can be a blessing
Life can be a pain life can be in sain
Life has its ways life has its days
Life has its love life has its hate
Life has its gentler touch but it has its harder punch
Life brings you your knees when you feel in need
Life brings you a lot of things
but in the end it depends on what we do!
poem by Sushana Vittaldev
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Life not together
Life is not what it meant to be
It is difficult to get from it free
Meanwhile you have already become big tree
You can’t escape from the responsibility and flee
As a child you have remained together
Your absence at any time makes family to bother
You feel it as yoke on your neck
All will heave a sigh of relief when you are back
In school you are together with friends
Study may continue with progress and day may end
Game in ground with securing a clear goal
No one has liked it with ending in foul
Youth has knocked the door as if arrival of spring
High ambitions and colorful dreams with songs to sing
Very much liked by all in family with high hopes for future
You are making everybody joyous and making it sure
You have loved and remained together through out
You were carefree and had nothing to think or bother about
One delicate face of innocent was already over
You wanted somebody else to provide you the cover
You have something in heart to take care
You want your dream girl to come from somewhere
Take the legitimate place and rule the kingdom
It is going to be an end of your freedom
So far you have lived and spent together
You had brother, sister father and mother
You never looked beyond four walls
Now you are out to receive sweet calls
Your priority is fully changed
You are out to create place of your own and manage
It is lovely life that is in your mind
You search for beautiful mate and wish to find
The search ends in success
You have it with pride and smiling face
The reality is before you to realize
You may have to act responsibly and be very wise
Only few years have been very lucky for you
You were proving talent and everything was going through
You have whatever you had desired in life
Now you had the companion in the form wife
Life is another name of tragedy and comedy
No one has got any clue or some kind of remedy
It spoils your carrier and spent with lots of worry
Time is approaching soon to feel bed with sorry
Life ways have become wide open and separate
You have no good relation to feel proud and relate
Days seem longer than night and nights too shorter
Your are considered fool and serious talk is leading to laughter
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Succes! !
It’s not a goal you seek
It’s not about getting money
It’s not to stay negative
It’s not all about you but other around you too
It’s not the end but the beginning of your life
To realizing and learning is what your success is
To try and want to improve is what your success is
To accomplish things by your own is what your success
To give or share is what your success is
To respect and believing in you is what your success is
To challenge yourself is what your success is
To work hard to reach your dreams you once believe is what your success is
Success is sweet and…. I believe it’s waiting for you to own it and hold it with your life.
poem by Angie Alphonce
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Sisters's Wedding Poem From Your Little Sister
My Sister Has Always Been In My Life
Right From The Start
Now She’s About To Become Darren’s Wife
Because She Loves Him From The Bottom Of Her Heart
Having A Sister Is The Best Thing In The Ever
We Can Never Be Broken Apart, No Never
Having A Sister Is Not Just A Trend
Because I Know She Is My Bestest Freind
Sometimes We May Get Mad
Or Begin To Fight
But That’s The Fun Part About Having A Sister
We Both Think That We’re Always Right
Now You Are Getting Married Zo
You’re Life Will Soon Be Complete
But I Will Still Come To You
Whenever I Feel Defeat
But Here’s My Chance
To Thank You For All You’ve Done
Because In My Book
You’ll Always Be Number One
To Me You Are An Angel In Disguise
You Are Happy, Intelligent And Wise
If I Had One Wish It Would Surely Be
To Give As Much To You As You’ve Given To Me
Thank You Zo, My Sister, My Freind
My Thanks To You Has No End
Through Our Ups And Downs
This Much Is True:
You’re A Sister, My Sister
And I Will Always Love You!
poem by Candy Simpson
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