To Mrs.
Celia, when you oblige again.
Subdue that haughty Eye:
Rather than Insolence fustain,
Who would not wish to die?
A grateful Heart will own the Debt,
But, O! must feel it with Regret.
poem by Mary Barber
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There shall be eternal summer in the grateful heart.
quote by Celia Thaxter
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Celia
Celia, we know, is sixty-five,
Yet Celia's face is seventeen;
Thus winter in her breast must live,
While summer in her face is seen.
How cruel Celia's fate, who hence
Our heart's devotion cannot try;
Too pretty for our reverence,
Too ancient for our gallantry!
poem by Alexander Pope
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You Never know
Look out heart…
"I am grateful"…is not love…
Doing something for someone…
And getting…(I'm grateful) …
Is a watch out word…
You heard…"I can't love you"…
I'm just grateful, to you…
Oops…
Just grateful…?
Just grateful…!
You know…how I…feel about you…
And you…say…just grateful…
Damn! …
I expected much more…
From such a special touch…
Which was…I know now… a…
I am grateful…kind of touch…
How was I to know…?
My heart is on the floor…
Door…wide open…
Eye…running wet…
And yet…
I mis-judged-what-…
That look and touch was…
I guess I am grateful…as well…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Whatever It Is
Whatever It is that I am thanking...
And however It knows what It does.
I am grateful to have It know my existence!
Grateful that It enters my heart and my soul,
Grateful that It knows!
Whatever It is that forgets and forgives...
And removes stumbling blocks from my life as I live.
Whatever It is before language came to be,
In my mind I carry It...
And in 'It' It carries me!
Whatever It is that I am thanking...
And however It knows what It does.
I am grateful to have It know my existence!
Grateful that It enters my heart and my soul,
Grateful that It knows!
Grateful It knows whatever It is...
So grateful It knows It within me grows!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've always acknowledged my debt to Hammer. I've always said I'm very grateful to them. They gave me this great opportunity, made me a well known face all over the world for which I am profoundly grateful.
quote by Christopher Lee
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Of Caterpillars and Childhood
We were childhood playmates
Way back in the late fifties
She was sort of a retardate,
We children were not aware of this.
One day we climbed a guava tree
And Celia (that's her name)
Tried to climb the tree with me
How we enjoyed that racing game!
On a stronger branch I sat
My brother climbed the other
As Celia climbed I noticed that
Green caterpillars were all over!
I jumped off that tree so fast
And my brother followed suit
Celia tried to get off, alas!
A caterpillar stuck to her foot.
She held to a branch in fear
Her hand crushed the green thing there
With a scream she let go, oh dear!
She fell on her back with a holler!
Her grandma came rushing over
As we laughed at the silly crying
But out came our angry Mother
And we were in for a big scolding.
Looking back I have my regret
I have not been able to say 'Sorry'
My friend was one I will never forget
So for her, I write this little story.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Not the game
It is never mistaken
Until calculated and taken
For everybody knows
Amidst fear, love grows
It is not the game
But it natural comes
Someone gets it and feel heartened
Someone is failed in it gets disheartened
But never regret
Time may pass it as bad fate
Nothing bad out of It may emerge
As time may heal in time and oblige
Love is divine gift
It should have no rift
It can have some shift
But after all it is needed to lift
Worse may be done if felt at heart
Treachery and deception is very good art
But nothing comes as surprise in if it is game
All are same and equally to be blamed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not Simple Game
It is never mistaken
Until calculated and taken
For everybody knows
Amidst fear, love grows
It is not the game
But it naturally comes
Someone gets it and feel heartened
Someone is failed in it gets disheartened
But never regret
Time may pass it as bad fate
Nothing bad out of It may emerge
As time may heal in time and oblige
Love is divine gift
It should have no rift
It can have some shift
But after all it is needed to lift
Worse may be done if felt at heart
Treachery and deception is very good art
But nothing comes as surprise in if it is game
All are same and equally to be blamed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I Have So Much To Be Grateful To God For
I HAVE SO MUCH TO BE GRATEFUL TO GOD FOR
I have so much to be grateful to G-d for
I can walk -
I can feel the freshness of the wind and light this morning-
I can still think and write clearly-
All the years with those I love and have been loved by
I have so much to be grateful to G-d for-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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This Creation That I Am Is Yours
I feel such a ray within me radiating.
Each time You and I are alone.
And I am comforted in the quietness of peace.
I feel so blessed and grateful,
To have this ease You have bestowed upon me!
Was it hours away in a yesterday gone...
I had questioned my faith,
With a false face I had put on.
But today I know I was all wrong.
You were there protecting me.
And those obstacles that challenged...
Were placed on my path,
So I would realize with You...
I am and can be strong!
I am the 'me' You have made me to be!
I feel so blessed and grateful,
Yes!
I feel such a ray within me radiating.
To this I confess.
To You I am grateful to this blessing,
That has gifted me with happiness.
I had questioned my faith,
With a false face I once had put on!
But I have since removed those disguises.
I want it known You alone own my soul!
And in my mind and heart...
What need do I have to feel forelorn?
I am Your warrior,
My Father.
By Your command...
My actions remain forever bold.
And under Your control...
I stand each day,
To become a better man.
As You alone understand,
This creation that I am...
Is Yours!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Debt
This is the debt I pay
Just for one riotous day,
Years of regret and grief,
Sorrow without relief.
Pay it I will to the end --
Until the grave, my friend,
Gives me a true release --
Gives me the clasp of peace.
Slight was the thing I bought,
Small was the debt I thought,
Poor was the loan at best --
God! but the interest!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Over Now
Good night...
Yeah, its over now, but I can breathe somehow
When its all worn out, Id rather go without
You know its been on my mind
Could you stand right there
Look me straight in the eye and say
That its over now
We pay our debt sometime
Well its over now, yet I can see somehow
When its all gone wrong, its hard to be so strong
You know its been on my mind
Could you stand right there
Look me straight in the eye and say
That its over now
We pay our debt sometime
Yeah, we pay our debt sometime
We pay our debt sometime
Yeah, we pay our debt sometime
Guess its over now, I seem alive somehow
When its out of sight, just wait and do your time
You know its been on my mind
Could I stand right here
Look myself in the eye and say
That its over now
We pay our debt sometime
Yeah, we pay our debt sometime
We pay our debt sometime
Yeah, we pay our debt sometime
song performed by by Alice In Chains
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There's no regret. You can't regret. I mean, I've felt regret but I've also refused to allow regret to sow a seed and live in me because I don't believe it. You feel it, it's like guilt, it's like jealousy, it's like all those horrible things. You've just got to snip them and get them out, because they're no good.
The Real Deal
Just with You and me...
I sit.
Grateful to have this peace.
And with You to share it with.
Alone but not lonely.
With flaws known You condone,
And accept.
So blessed I feel...
When a togetherness is present.
Just with You and me...
I sit.
Grateful to have this peace.
And with You to share it with.
Things and the trappings things bring,
To never stay.
I can say with You...
I am filled with joy and my most happiest.
No matter what comes to cloud or dampen my day...
In my heart you are,
As it has been that way.
Just with You and me...
I sit.
Grateful to have this peace.
And with You to share it with.
You remain for me...
The Real Deal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grateful
I carry you up in my arms
Hear you sing yourself to sleep
The sky opens up over your room
You sail into your moonlight dreams
Theres so much more than we can see
Theres so much more than we can see
All we are and all we need is
All we are and all we need is
All we are is all we need to be
Grateful, oh grateful
Grateful, oh grateful
I play this guitar, sing these songs
It changes me, instantly
Love is too simple a word
For here comes the sun in the morning
Suddenly happiness
Comes rolling out from inside me
All we are and all we need is
All we are and all we need is
All we are is all we need to be
Grateful, oh grateful
Grateful, oh grateful
I carry you up in my arms
Hear you sing yourself to sleep
The sky opens up over your room
You sail into your moonlight dreams
Theres so much more than we can see
Theres so much more than we can see
All we are and all we need is
All we are and all we need is
All we are is all we need to be
Grateful, oh grateful
Grateful, oh grateful
(all we are and all we need is)
(all we are and all we need is...)
song performed by by Bangles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Somehow I Regret I Fear
Is it simply my eyes that see.
Or is it just my ears that hear.
Years together passed on by.
Somehow I regret I fear.
We've been through for so long.
Yet my heart still loves you so.
And I seem to feel something inside.
But how is it tell me loud and clear.
Why I feel as though something died.
Somehow I regret I fear.
poem by Suelynn Walters
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On Leaving Bath.
The Britons, in their Nature shy,
View Strangers with a distant Eye:
We think them partial and severe;
And judge their Manners by their Air:
Are undeceiv'd by Time alone;
Their Value rises, as they're known.
Here many a worthy Mind I found,
With Sense and Taste, by Virtue crown'd,
At once so truly good and great,
They knew to bear a prosp'rous State.
Few take from noble Blood Pretence
To act or look with Insolence:
Veins, with the richest Purple dy'd,
But seldom swell the Heart with Pride,
So, tho' the River--Gods, from high,
With plenteous Urns the Streams supply,
Which still enlarge, as they descend,
Roll down, and in the Ocean end,
Thro' Ages pour'd; yet, to our Eyes,
Old Ocean is too great to rise.
The gen'rous Treatment I have met,
Hath run me deep in Albion's Debt:
And, could my artless Lines impart
The grateful Dictates of my Heart,
Latest Posterity should know
The Sense I have of what I owe.
Dear Bath, a long, a last Adieu!
Since I no more shall visit you;
Nor fix'd by Choice, but barr'd by Fate,
From a Felicity so great.
O may thy Waters ever be
Healthful to others, as to me!
Had Ovid, with prophetic View,
Beheld the Wonders wrought by you,
Medea's Arts he might have spar'd,
And Life by thee alone repair'd.
poem by Mary Barber
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Rage And Then Regret
Was it rage or regret
Or the love I was feeling
In this age - who's perfect... are you?
Wasn't made to forget
This moment worth stealing
Was it rage or regret or the two
Every morning when I wake up
Wake up dreaming then... wake up dreaming
Build a temple from you fragrance
Build a chapel in your heart
Do you really understand
Do you feel the need to try
Do you even care for me
Do you ever wonder why
Rage and then regret
'Bout as real as real can get
Rage and then regret
Through the violence the angry silence
Does our love grow strong or die
A parachute or a pilot's licence
Do we fall in love or fly
Do you really understand
Do you feel the need to try
Do you even care for me
Do you ever wonder why
Rage and then regret
'Bout as real as real can get
Rage and then regret
The harder we come
The harder we fall
The harder it is to stand tall
The more that we fight
The more that we brawl
The more we're alike - that's all... that's all
Rage and then regret
'Bout as real as real can get
Rage and then regret
Rage and then regret
'Bout as real as real can get
There are things you don't forget
Anger cools to idle threats
song performed by by Abc
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Rage & Then Regret
Was it rage or regret
Or the love I was feeling
In this age - whos perfect... are you?
Wasnt made to forget
This moment worth stealing
Was it rage or regret or the two
Every morning when I wake up
Wake up dreaming then... wake up dreaming
Build a temple from your fragrance
Build a chapel in your heart
Do you really understand
Do you feel the need to try
Do you even care for me
Do you ever wonder why
Rage and then regret
bout as real as real can get
Rage and then regret
Through the violence the angry silence
Does our love, grow strong or die
A parachute or a pilots license
Do we fall in love or fly
Do you really understand
Do you feel the need to cry
Do you even care bout me
Do you ever wonder why
Rage and then regret
bout as real as real can get
Rage and then regret
The harder we come
The harder we fall
The harder it is to stand tall
The more that we fight
The more that we brawl
The more were alike - thats all... thats all
Rage and then regret
bout as real as real can get
Rage and then regret
Rage and then regret
bout as real as real can get
There are things you dont forget
Anger cools to idle threats
song performed by by Abc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Be Grateful
We always have something
to be grateful for,
our family and friends
whom enrich our lives
with their words of kindness
and their deeds of unconditional love.
We may at times be low in spirit,
feel we cannot carry on,
but we are grateful for the person
who will put sunshine in our lives.
Raise our sprits with their words
and plant a smile on our face.
Being grateful comes with no obligations
except to treat another
in a similar way.
Give them a lift in their lives,
plant a smile on their face,
then we will be grateful for
the good that we can do.
We should never turn away
that little cry for help,
but be grateful that they came to us
to help them through their crisis.
Hoping one day,
they might do the same for us.
6 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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