Devil in the eyes
eager to find something new
eager to be respected and rewarded
eager to get result faster than anyone else
it's why, insist that they are the right one
when the devil comes into their eyes
everything that wants to be seen and got
will looks like real
when effects to human
darkness from knowledge
settled without being known by anyone
darkness will always be there
but, it will be good if you can survive
not dragged into it
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poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Who Would Have Thought
strange to hear them say
i miss being a kid
though when all you had
to do was go to school
used to think
that
was so difficult
so eager to grow up
so eager to venture out into the world
so eager to earn money
so eager to spend money
so eager to travel to exotic places
so eager to experience life
some say school days
are the best days of your life
some said it is hard to believe...
that these are the best days of our life
when they were still teenagers at school...
I say why limit yourself expect
hope pray
the best is yet
to come
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Today I Woke Up Eager
Today I woke up eager
Eager for love, for dreaming, for creating
For sitting with a bunch of good friends 'round the fire
And doing all the simple stuff as if they were the last
Today I just want to put my earphones on
Listen to that good old song and wander around
To throw my cellphone away and go missing
With no destination, with no time to arrive
Today I want to step out of line, I want to dig for the new, the different
To discover new skills, abilities, tastes
To unveil things that were suppressed either by failure or discrimination
To think with no established concepts, with no boundaries
Today, i'm going on a quest to find the witches den, the dragon's nest
Crossing out the fields under the sunlight in the company of my loyal dog
Fighting hordes of cows and going to places no one has ever been before
To, at least once, let the right brain take over and deviate
Today I'm eager for change
Cause maybe, we all deserve more
And maybe, the paradise is just a step away
I'm eager... for living
poem by Jose Aurelio
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Hope
an angel a bridge
of heart
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a light
of humanity tree
Faith Has Two Eager Facets
1 Faith has two eager facets
Godly, worldly, visions vary
On the Truth of life how
Faith has two eager facets
Pray and seek to surrender
Prey and seek to share
Faith has two eager facets
Godly, worldly, visions vary
2 Faith has two eager facets
On the Truth of life how
Godly, worldly, visions vary
Faith has two eager facets
God in world, world in God
Be it any, only seek to save
On the Truth of life how
Faith has two eager facets
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Indigo Sightings
Eager to please
Eager to swallow
Hook, line and sinker
Such are but indigo sightings
Part of my rainbow
The color of blood oozes in delight
Reaching towards the relativities in life
Seeking a hand for support
Whatever leanings one has to offer
My point of reference
Has always been for the good of many
The poor, the sick and the needy
I may be deaf, i may be blind
But you Oh Lord
Know what my heart speaks over and over
I might be a fool to others
But justice seeks its own kind
On boundaries I say find
Indigo sightings
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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My Tongue
My tongue is here and
Always wants to cover.
I am cautious and at times
I forget to switch clause.
In each and every stage
I faced don
Who thought I am a mean
Each and everytime
I am here to win.
My tongue is eager
And eager to utter
I am a man of error
And declared
By the judge winner.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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She Shines
She shines like a flower
In my head
Everybody,
Wants to pick her head
(Chorus)
She said she loved me
And lied to me
She was by the river
And lied to me
She shines like a flower
In my head
Everybody,
Wants her in their bed
(Chorus)
She said she loved you
And lied to you
She was by the river
And lied to you
So eager
So eager
So eager
(Chorus)
So eager7x
So eager 3x
(Chorus)
So eager 6x
song performed by by Linkin Park
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Human folk are as a matter of fact eager to find intelligence in animals.
quote by Edward Thorndike
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Darkness Of...
Darkness is not the darkness of night
it is the darkness of mind and soul.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of discrimination between poor and rich.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of dishonesty.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of aggravate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is darkness of corruption.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of indiscipline.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of animosity.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of inveterate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of perjury.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness that we all brought up inside us,
so, light the lamp of light inside you...
poem by Suniya Garg
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True To The Game
I needed to know what’s on your mind
Willing to wager your eager to sign
The pressure is mounting
The numbers are grand
Sensing reluctance
To stick to the plan
Eager to see if the armor is steel
If your true to the code
If your gangster is real
Your anxious and nervous
Ready to turn
Reaching for lifelines
With selfish concerns
Willing to trade a king’s ransom
You start naming names
Hiding in solitude
To diminish the pain
I needed to confirm your intensions to deal
A walking cadaver persuaded to squeal
The pressure is mounting
Tensions are high
Sensing reluctance
I sanction the plan
Eager to see if the armor was steel
True to the code
Our gangster was real
Anxious and nervous
Ready to turn
Begging for lifelines
With selfish concerns
I received a king’s ransom
For turning away
Dying in solitude
He called out my name
The D.A. endeavored to intimidate
Attempting to menace another inmate
Applying strong pressure
With numbers so grand
I suffer mistreatment
And stick to the plan
Eager to see if my armor was steel
True to the code
My gangster was real
Cool, calm, and collected
With no selfish concerns
Gave them my finger
And welcomed my turn
Tucking away a King’s ransom
To never name names
I find solace and comfort with the undeniable fact
That I was true to the game
poem by Mustafa Marconi
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The Scroll With No Words
I saw the brown dusty scroll,
Took it with eager to have knowledge,
Might it be a lexicon i pondered?
Or rather a verbatim of illusions?
Or maybe a book of inspiration?
Reaching out to remove the dust,
The scroll automatically opened,
To the amusement of an eager man,
It was a Scripture, with no words in it
I realised the mandate, i should write it
In my scroll shall be the thoughts of you,
Writing them in consistence of love,
My thoughts i shall daily dedicate,
Writing the unexplained feelings,
So shall be my scriptures filled with you,
The poems i shall write,
The stories i shall narrate,
The myths i shall explain,
My love i shall describe,
And my scroll i shall surely write.
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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To Fidget And Squirm
You challenge me to debate?
That's great.
You name the time, place and date.
And I prefer to do this,
Without the presence of note taking.
What is the topic you have picked to slate?
I anticipate this.
I can not wait.
'I will have to research that.
You are a bit too eager,
To be seen the fool I wish to make.
Too eager you are.
I'll have to pick on another,
To debate on my terms.
It is you and not me,
I want others to see publicly squirm.'
Oh, no problem.
I thought you were seriously prepared.
'To debate? '
No.
To fidget and squirm.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I eager for You
today, O My Beloved,
I eager for you…
there was no such word
until today; today, there is..
to say, I’m eager for you
would be to say,
less than, I am…
when it’s I am, and
which you are, O My Beloved,
that eagers…
nor do I recognise eagerness..
how can I, if it’s not me?
no, today, it's an active word...
what else might I say?
to say I long, makes it sound
that I may never find you…
to say, I languish, makes me sound
so weak and hopeless…
to say, I yearn, makes it sound
as if I never knew You…
even the Hebrew word the psalmist used –
the deer that yearns for the waterbrook,
the hart that pants for cooling streams –
even that word’s uncertain; some say
it’s the way that a deer, feet slightly splayed
upon the sloping bank, stretches out its graceful neck
to the clear, pure, healing water…
some say, it’s that slight sound the deer makes,
as it gently laps that lovely water…
the sound that quenching makes...
today I am that deer, tasting what’s just out of reach…;
that feeling beyond all words possesses me –
the feeling that You who ever are inside me, Lord,
wish to proclaim You outside me –
today, O My Beloved,
I eager for to be myself; for You…
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Year Or A Day
Seen from the height
Of a thousand miles
The earth looks the same as it did
How is it we can fly faster than day
But we cant find the things we need
Young man said the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
The day of creation
Was our finest hour
Its something we ought to defend
But its been so abused
Since the first day of light
That no glory can come in the end
Young man cried the old man
There is victory in staying alive
And if you care so little
For the world were in
Why and what do you
Want to survive
Cant we try
To let the past go by
With its lessons firmly
Settled in our minds
To our children one by one
And before the darkness comes
Let us leave a world full of light
Of a different kind
In truth they should meet
And with love
Their hearts should beat
And with patience
Solve the problems of our time
It wouldnt be so hard to do
Its only up to me and you
Let us not bequeath
A life that is a crime
Young man cried the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead
In a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
Young man ...
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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God's Divine Love
Where would we be without God's Love
Consumed by emptiness, fear, mistrust and sorrow.
Evil always hides in the shadow of man's soul
Eager to destroy the past, the present and tomorrow.
Faith teaches us to rely on God All Mighty
To help us shoulder our heartbreak and tribulation.
All which we love is by His resolve
And the wonder of Divine creation.
Always treat others with Christ in your heart
Eager to worship, love, protect and give
Never remain selfish, mean or cruel
Staying generous and willing to forgive.
Loss in both ways
When I had vigour
I had no valour;
When I gathered valour
I had lost my vigour.
End is zero.
When I was eager
The means were meager;
When I grew richer
I had lost to be eager.
End is cipher.
When I was pretty
I was shy;
When I outgrew shyness
I had shed my beauty.
End is at naught.
When there was youth
No means to adorn with;
When there were means
Where is my youth?
End is the nil.
14.04.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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From random pages
For once the eager lover
Affected to offer his best
And lo, there he is…
Crushed under shame!
The teenager ran
With the moving bus
To show her his 'worth'
There he is in a pool!
The young son blushed
When the father tried to know
The father smiled
The girl left the town!
I saw real fear in the eyes
Of a woman pregnant
While crossing the road
Her hands carefully clutched at her belly!
The young bride in smiles
Her eyes eager with expectation
Tears smudged her cheeks
For parents she would never see!
An infant cries and cries
Mother’s sterile pathetic breasts
There another mother, breasts oozing
No infant to warm her heart!
For one last time
I played the match
Of my life…
And simply lost it!
Several pages of life
Each intriguing and interesting
Not so easy to turn any page
The book burdens the elbow!
04oct2010
23.01hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Jump
Written: kylie minogue/ rob dougan
If Im scared let me lose it
If Im hungry let me have it
If Im cold let my skin rise
If Im wrong let me learn it
If Im grubby let the dirt stay
If Im tired let me shut my eyes
I have dread and fear and light and laughter
I know there is an ever after
Im eager and ready
It only hurts sometimes
I run to the future and jump
If Im hurt let me feel it
If Im sad let the tears run
If Im stupid let me be that way
And if Im bored let me show it
And if Im bad let me be it
If Im sure let me have my say
I have dread and fear and light and laughter
I know there is an ever after
Im eager and ready
It only hurts sometimes
I run to the future and jump
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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I do not open up the truth to one who is not eager to get knowledge, nor help out any one who is not anxious to explain himself. When I have presented one corner of a subject to any one, and he cannot from it learn the other three, I do not repeat my lesson.
quote by Confucius
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Sphincter
I hope my good old asshole holds out
60 years it's been mostly OK
Tho in Bolivia a fissure operation
survived the altiplano hospital--
a little blood, no polyps, occasionally
a small hemorrhoid
active, eager, receptive to phallus
coke bottle, candle, carrot
banana & fingers -
Now AIDS makes it shy, but still
eager to serve -
out with the dumps, in with the condom'd
orgasmic friend -
still rubbery muscular,
unashamed wide open for joy
But another 20 years who knows,
old folks got troubles everywhere -
necks, prostates, stomachs, joints--
Hope the old hole stays young
till death, relax
poem by Allen Ginsberg
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