A Sign Of Victory
Victory is a special sign,
Its management is extra delight,
Resulting from righteous deeds
And words said by strangers.
I enlighten the crowd that sees me,
All the way to Gates.
The fence has erected since the lies and sin,
Now resume the activity of a finish, of a decision.
The afterlife has been ready for servants and angels,
Much glory has arrived because of them.
We as humans shall enter Hell, unless the Lord
Gazes at our skulls and makes us drag a chest and two legs.
More is the victory when managed by the subjects of Paradise.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Today... 'Rabboni
'Why do you look for Jesus amongst the dead'
These were the words the angels to Mary said
Later in the garden she heard You call her name
Then turning around 'Rabboni' was her refrain
The voice she thought she'd never hear again
Came speaking from the grave so clear and plain
There before her in glorious resurrection victory
Stood her Lord, untouchable but alive was He
You're alive! From the dead You have risen
and to You all the power and glory is given
You have risen in the power of an endless life
from the grave in glorious victory over strife
The gates of death You have burst open wide
Setting free all of the prisoners locked inside
'Oh grave you no longer have any hold on me'
Your sting is removed for Jesus holds the key
Death is vanquished and sins powers ceased
Now Satan is defeated and its captives released
Your victory over sin destroyed all of its powers
You have conquered death that final foe of ours.
Raboni, my master, my God and my Lord
Your victory and glory the heavens applaud.
Victor over Satan, Death and the Grave
and risen with power and mighty to save.
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My Success Story
Stepping out from the tunnel of champion,
Where my soul and victory have been bonded as a union.
Climbing higher than mountains,
And for sure my victory is certain.
Fought many battles harder,
And came through even stronger.
I race across every finish line,
And makes the top stories and headlines.
I can hear the cheering crowd,
And the screaming of my name aloud.
Roll out the drums,
And blow the trumpet across cities and kingdoms.
For earth has begot α hero,
A hero of class and defined ego.
Even when i don't get much love from my haters,
The taste of victory grows even much sweeter.
Victory at last in the end,
With so much foes and no friend.
The joy victory kept me going,
And the zeal of winning kept me moving.
Created with the power of an immortal,
That makes every conspiracy futile.
Inbuilt with the soul of a human,
That's why am a super human.
Now standing at the pinnacle of greatness,
After working through the road of success.
Hearing my name all over the corners of the earth,
Gives me immeasurable joy i never once felt.
Each time i crumble or stumble,
It makes me even more humble.
For winning is the aim,
And victory is my name.
Finally am a success story,
To God be the glory.
No matter the amount of hate i get,
The more victorious i get.
The more they think i will fail,
The more i make them look pale.
Even when my chances grows thinner,
It really doesn't matter because in the end am a winner.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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Victory but a veil of lies, treachery and deceit.
Victory but a veil,
of lies, treachery and deceit.
The web spun around your heart,
that makes it believe it's complete.
Victory but a veil
that hides you from the truth,
The fallacy that makes you believe
the impossible, even with no proof.
Victory but a veil
of scorn, lust and despair.
The thing that makes you believe
in the things that were never really there.
Victory was not mine
The victory was yours.
And it still is victory belongs to you.
Victory was not mine.
You hurt me you hurt me.
You've scared me.
And yet the victory is yours.
You still continue to beat me.
You torture me every day.
Even though you raped me.
You still win.
And the victory is yours.
Its not fair you have the victory.
When you are evil personalised.
You are the peice of scum
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Psalm 72
As long as the sun and moon endure
You'll bring justice and peace to the poor
Oppression and violence shall be no more
When you step down O Lord
Your mercy shall fall like rain on the grass
Gods people shall no longer shout out ' alas'
Your dominion and glory shall come to pass
When you step down O Lord
The righteous shall flourish and stand in that day
And with all of their heart shall cry out and say
I will follow you Lord all of the way
When you step down O Lord
Your name shall continue your work it was done
For when you stepped down it was victory you won
And we know that your glory has only begun
When you step down O Lord
poem by Frank McEleny
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Victory
Heavenly sound
Gentle waves
Densely surround
Motionlessly
Beckoning more
Now harmony
Tranquility's door
Crossing over
An Epiphany
Angels singing
Feathered wings
Loving caress
Journey's end
Victory, victory, victory
poem by Paul H Nelson
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Victory
Victory never comes from power over others
Real victory only comes from victory over self
Nothings gained from fighting your brothers’
For victory can’t be purchased “Off the shelf”
poem by Ray Lucero
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Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival.
quote by Winston Churchill
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Flee Babylon
The Lord our God, He lights our path
In the way that we must go
And the world is tossed by every wave
The wind it blows it to and fro
Stand up, stand up for Jesus
That is our clarion call
As the world begins to crumble
And the walls begin to fall
Why should we fear the darkness?
Why should we fear the light?
Wake up ye sleepy Christians
It's time to stand and fight
We bear the armor of the Lord
Let's step into the fray
Come now and fight while there's still light
And walk while its yet day
For fast the night approaches
With murder in its hand
The gates of hell have come to see
That we no longer stand
And even though they spill our blood
And victory they will hail
And all around be darkness
The gates shall not prevail
For Christ in all His glory
Will come and fill the sky
You'll hear the trumpet blowing
You'll hear the angel cry
Behold the King of glory
He's in His battle dress
And every knee on earth shall bow
And every tongue confess
Tha Jesus Christ is Lord of Lords
And He is King of kings
All glory to Emmanuel
Is what the angel sings
poem by Frank McEleny
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The Day Of Judgment
God is the Best Judge
Most of the girls
Will go to paradise
Because
They are under
Guardianship of the boys
So the girls will go through
Less cross-examination
Whereas
Most of the boys
Will go to hell
Because
They will be held responsible
For the sins of the girls
Of their respective families
Most of the poor people
Will go to paradise
Because
They will go through
Less cross-examination
Whereas
Most of the rich people
Will go to hell
Because
They will go through
A lot of cross-examination
Most of the black people
Will go to paradise
Because
Most of the times
They are discriminated
Underestimated and oppressed
Whereas
Most of the white people
Will go to hell
Because
Most of the times
They discriminate
Underestimate and oppress
The black people
Most of the Jinn
Will go to paradise
Because
They are less intelligent
Whereas
Most of the humans
Will go to hell
Because
They are the most intelligent beings
So most of them
Will go through
A hell lot of cross-examination
However
After receiving punishment in hell
Some of the humans
Will go to paradise
Then
There will be equal
Number of humans
In paradise and in hell……………
poem by Asif Andalib
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You ask, What is our policy? I will say; "It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us: to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy." You ask, What is our aim? I can answer with one word: Victory - victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory there is no survival.
quote by Winston Churchill
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Psalm 91 part 2
v.9-16
C. M.
Protection from death, guard of angels, victory and deliverance.
Ye sons of men, a feeble race,
Exposed to every snare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,
And try and trust his care.
No ill shall enter where you dwell;
Or if the plague come nigh,
And sweep the wicked down to hell,
'Twill raise his saints on high.
He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all their ways;
To watch your pillow while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.
Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall
And dash against the stones:
Are they not servants at his call,
And sent t' attend his sons?
Adders and lions ye shall tread;
The tempters wiles defeat;
He that hath broke the serpent's head
Puts him beneath your feet.
"Because on me they set their love,
I'll save them," saith the Lord;
"I'll bear their joyful souls above
Destruction and the sword.
"My grace shall answer when they call,
In trouble I'll be nigh;
My power shall help them when they fall,
And raise them when they die.
"Those that on earth my name have known
I'll honor them in heav'n;
There my salvation shall be shown,
And endless life be giv'n."
poem by Isaac Watts
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Faith
Faith in God is the best work of mind
We should believe in His oneness
And our fate, the angels, the prophets
The Holy Scriptures and the afterlife
The gate of faith of paradise is the biggest
And all believers will have access to this gate
But it is less beautiful
Than other gates of paradise
For this reason
Please at least believe in Islam
And never ever lose hope
Regarding mercy of God
poem by Asif Andalib
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I Believe
when the ride
has its ups and downs
to turn your pretty face
to an ugly frown
seems that when i fix one thing
another one comes
clouding up my vision
but i can feel the sun
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in ordewr to have my victory
i gotta believe
i have to see
myself at the finish line
i have to visualize
that everything will fall in line
i have to visualize the land
while riding throught the storm
i have to trust in my father
and open up my heart
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe thast i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my vitory....
oh heartbreak (i can handle it)
and heart pain (i can handle it)
being let down (i can handle it)
no ones around (i can handle it)
i believe i can (i can handle it)
i recieve i can (i can handle it)
and now in walkin right into my victory
i believe that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my victory....
(say it with me know)
i belive that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i amspecial
in every way
but in order to have my victory
i gotta believe
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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I Believe
when the ride
has its ups and downs
to turn your pretty face
to an ugly frown
seems that when i fix one thing
another one comes
clouding up my vision
but i can feel the sun
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in ordewr to have my victory
i gotta believe
i have to see
myself at the finish line
i have to visualize
that everything will fall in line
i have to visualize the land
while riding throught the storm
i have to trust in my father
and open up my heart
i believe that i can do this
i know that i can win
as long as i have
his love within
i believe that i can make it
i can make it through the night
i believe thast i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my vitory....
oh heartbreak (i can handle it)
and heart pain (i can handle it)
being let down (i can handle it)
no ones around (i can handle it)
i believe i can (i can handle it)
i recieve i can (i can handle it)
and now in walkin right into my victory
i believe that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i am special
in every way
but in order to have my victory....
(say it with me know)
i belive that i can make it
i can make it throught the night
i believe that i can walk on
with my head held high
i believe that i amspecial
in every way
but in order to have my victory
i gotta believe
song performed by by Yolanda Adams
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The Lesson From The Horse Race
There's no such thing as gallant loser and there's no glory in defeat
And coming first is all that matter and victory is always sweet
For the winning horse and jockey there's a mighty hip hooray
And the jockey he is smiling victory has made his day.
The stable lad leads in his winner he has never known such joy
And the owner pats his race horse as if to say well done me boy
And there's applause for the winning trainer from the large onlooking crowd
And the horse is centre of attention and those who backed him clapping loud.
Near by stands the beaten favourite held there by his stable lad
And with no trace of the horse's owner and the trainer looking sad
In a thrilling photo finish beaten into second place
But he get little recognition for running such a splendid race.
Human life is like the horse race at winning post you've got to lead
Losers are quickly forgotten and to be loved you must succeed
You must strive hard for your glory and if you fail in your vital test
You too will be quick forgotten as winners are remembered best
And there's a lesson from the horse race and it read plain for all to see
If you live for admiration go for outright victory
And you will be the main attraction and all the applause will be for you
And like the poor defeated race horse there will be none for number two.
poem by Francis Duggan
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To emphasize the afterlife is to deny life. To concentrate on Heaven is to create hell. In their desperate longing to transcend the disorderliness, friction, and unpredictability that pesters life; in their desire for a fresh start in a tidy habitat, germ-free and secured by angels, religious multitudes are gambling the only life they may ever have on a dark horse in a race that has no finish line.
Tom Robbins in Skinny Legs and All (1990)
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Sun and Me
The sun seeking my shadow
My shadow hides behind me
And when i look at mad-show
The sun gazes to blind me
I watch the sun from far
The sun witnesses only earth
Yes something called bar
Seperates me and sun since birth
Yes, i want the sun to merge into me
And i could become illuminated
But sun doth not want to agree
Yes, but moon is also related
To the sun by reflecting light
I am not the moon, i know the truth
Dependance does not give light
But victory always makes bright
But victory isn't gained by fight
A loser can be victorious like me
Yes, i could not face sun's light
and by light; it could never seek me...
04-10-2005
poem by Usman Hanif
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Tell nothing than a Story
bits and pieces
of the navel recall the pain
and honey sweet
of the fangs of death, neither bedside
sleep the Catacomb of
deep slumber wins the shadow of
victory in the first day
as the open eyes
reveals
whether
the golden Daffodils
of the towering fresh of scented
perfume of Alleluia, the laughter of joy,
embrace the paradise
of long awaited life, hovering the moment
of where the decision quest
the ever changing
harmony of birth, viewed the endless
search of what is the coming
judgment of time
hail! the returning angels, the crops
is ready to be fulfilled …
poem by Antonio Liao
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Gates of Steel
Gates of hard steel are like a reminder,
Their work is from the elder ones;
Children have trouble understanding the familiar,
What does this gate mean to their emotions?
A guard is given and forgiven, mercy flows
With merciful worlds of the universe,
This universe has taught the children from embryos
So that we can enter the house of commerce.
How do children live among other adults?
When they were given birth, the death arrived
For those who wanted, for God consults
With the angelic powers and contrived.
Gates shall be closed to the warriors,
Gates of strong wood are erected,
They swing open for the journeyers,
Their noise must be connected.
poem by Naveed Akram
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