Dwellers
It is unnecessary to reply to the enviers,
Absent from battle, their chores are numberless;
I can’t explain the wonderment
Of an encouraged spirit, that
Moves in mysterious ways.
It pains me to think how life
Has revolved around life,
To yearn the sickness is extreme,
A dead body and its oblivion.
I am quite content and comforted
By the elucidations recently,
Conceived by the beginners or novices.
A good definition is speaking
The truth for me and dwellers of faith.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Carrying Demons
It is unnecessary to covet the dead body
Is oblivion, the saying goes into transgression;
Waiting for a reply, my body conceives entertainment,
Demons envy the dead soul, it pains me to admit it.
I need to look at the world from an easy angle,
It is not that simple, nor that easy;
Never miss the beating of the heart,
Never question the resistance or carrying.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Misterious Ways
Mysterious ways
I must have aged 20 years in the last seven days
Livin on emotion disbelief and rage
I found out the hard way life is what you make
Sometimes you gotta learn to give yourself a break
You can go where you want to go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside youll see
You can have it all if you just believe
Time moves in mysterious ways
Youre dancin to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways
Accidents can happen and they always do
It only takes a twist of fate to turn on you
I was in the wrong place at just right time
I thought she was a lover not a friend of mine
You can do what you wanna do
You can screw who you want to screw
In the end its the fantasy
Not reality that will set you free
Time moves in mysterious ways
Youre dancin to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways.
And once its inside of me
Its like a symphony
Youre on a cloud and cant come down
Its like a dream then you come around
You can go where you want to go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside youll see
You can have it all if you just believe
Time moves in mysterious ways
Youre dancin to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways
song performed by by Toto
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Mysterious Ways
I must have aged twenty years in the last seven days
Living on emotion, disbelieve and rage
I found out the hard way life is what you make
Sometimes you gotta learn to give yourself a break
You can go where you wanna go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside you'll see
You can have it all
If you just believe
Time moves in mysterious ways
You're dancing to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious ways
[Chorus:]
Accidents can happen and they always do
It only takes a twist of fate to turn on you
I was in the wrong place at just right time
I thought she was a lover not a friend of mine
You can do who you wanna do
You can screw who you want to screw
In the end it's the fantasy
But not reality
That will set you free
[Chorus]
Once it's inside of me
It's like a symphony
On a cloud and I can't come down
It's like a dream then you come around
[Instrumental break]
You can go where you wanna go
You can know who you want to know
Take a good look inside you'll see
You can have it all if you just believe
[Chorus]
Time moves in mysterious ways
You're dancing to the music while the music plays
Accelerates and then delays
Time moves in mysterious
Time moves in mysterious
Time moves in mysterious ways
song performed by by Toto
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A Courageous Battle
A courageous battle is being fought
By so many people today.
They've been stricken down with sickness
That has come their way.
Whether it's in the mind or body
It takes away their peace..
It's with them constantly, never ending
Until the pain does cease.
Those that are older seem to accept it
Better than the young.
And when it's a child, they are the strongest
For they seem to have hung
Their battle for life on a clothesline
Flowing with the breeze,
Never fearing the unknown at all
Facing their battle with ease.
This battle for life seems futile at times
But still we fight anyhow.
For that's the spirit of humanity at work
In its battle before its bow.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Holy Spirit
The Holy Spirit moves on a life, making changes for Jesus Christ,
When a truly repentant heart, comes to God for a brand new start.
Within God’s Word it’s revealed, by The Holy Spirit we are sealed,
By The Lord of all Creation, when we come to Christ for salvation.
Sanctification begins in us when, in Christ we become Born Again,
Accepting the Gift from our Creator, New Life, in Christ our Savior.
From the moment in Christ we trust, The Spirit begins a work in us,
As we live upon this earthly sod, using our new life to glorify God.
The Spirit is sent by God’s Son, to dwell in the hearts of everyone,
All in The Son who have new life, baptized into the Body of Christ.
He assures us when all is wrong, that to God’s Son we do belong,
As The Comforter, of all those, who follow Jesus Christ, who rose.
He illuminates and fills our hearts, as Truth, the Holy Spirit imparts,
Guiding Believers as He teaches, speaking Truth to all He reaches.
He empowers those who believe, the moment that we first receive,
Christ’s life changing Gospel Truth, with a New Life as living proof.
Through all this He intercedes, with The Father for all of our needs,
As He grants spiritual gifts to us, mere sinful men made from dust.
All this because He regenerates, a believing soul that God creates,
So why not believe Him today, so He can send the Spirit your way.
(Copyright ©06/2008)
A Man Of Oblivion
Oblivion is my refuge and
It`s worth a life`s deductions.
From the day my life sprang up
From the mercy of the Creator
My oblivion has been my pal beloved.
Oblivion is my strength and
It`s nothing less than a grace.
Transferring my pains and woes
Into its inner chambers my entity triumphs
And my ego surges forward.
My oblivion has two phases-
One is of my life haunted by myself,
The other is of my life ravaged by time.
As the lilies fade out the former does and
As the islands in the Pacific submerge does the latter.
What is an oblivion of your kind?
Do you ever make such deductions?
As a new stream of new pathos rushes
To run along the abode of your oblivion,
Do you know the bliss you scale down?
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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As God Changes Another Heart
We cannot read between each line, for the power of God is divine,
When God enters another heart, from guessing we need to depart,
Every new believer, needs to grow, for the Truths of God to show,
And as the new believer grows; Truths to those about them shows.
It is The Spirit, not any of us, Who draws each one to Christ Jesus,
And as His Spirit begins to reside, God's changes will begin inside,
The heart of the new believer too, just like God did for me and you,
So as The Spirit moves their heart, changing Truths they will impart.
It's God's Spirit, Who will begin, sharing the changing Truths within,
As each believer shares the Truth, in being the Lord's saving proof,
Of a believer's spiritual change, sharing The Truth in Christ's Name,
The truth of just how and when, they, by God, became Born Again.
Encouraged by The Spirit of Christ, they will grow in their New Life,
As The Savior's New Creation, through the Power of His Salvation,
The very power that they received, when God's Truth they believed,
As they came to that saving faith, all by the power of God's Grace.
That Grace that'll help them grow, in the Truths they come to know,
Again, as one more blessed soul, allows The Spirit to take control,
Producing evidence in their life, of changes made by Jesus Christ,
As Christ alone, receives the glory, for yet another Salvation Story.
Gentle Faith
The soft embrace of a summer’s breeze
Is calm and gentle like the hand of God
That hugs and comforts I
With love and tenderness
A Father that I yearn to know
A Brother who I yearn to believe
And faith that I hold onto with my life
Because without faith
I have nothing
Without faith I have no love
Without faith I have no soul
Without faith I have no one
With faith I have all that God has given me
With faith I have all the blessings that I deserve
With faith I will have all I need
Because with faith, God hears me
(1-12-10)
poem by Jacqueline Webb
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Indomitable Spirit
INDOMITABLE SPIRIT
Melvin Banggollay
N-inoy is jailed yet never conquered
His body has been put in a dungeon
Sealed with much pains so unheard
But still His spirit soared out of oblivion.
I got no army with powers truly feared
Nor with flickering gold of the nation
I got only an indomitable spirit unaltered
With hope and faith to die for freedom
N-inoy died fighting for our freedom
Not with goons and power of guns
But with his indomitable faith as a man
Willing to die to restore our freedom.
O-ut of his enjoyable life in Boston’s land
He journeyed back for our freedom
Even the hiss of death is really at hand
he fighted his fear to die for our freedom.
Y-ou and I and the whole eyes of nations
Witnessed the lamb of our dear freedom
Calmly faced his death without hesitation
With a bullet from fool soldiers’ arms.
They killed this young honorable man
But they can never kill the spirit of freedom
Within this man that always lives beyond
Inspiring us to fight and die for freedom.
He was the lamb of the Filipino’s freedom
Who offered his life to wake up everyone
That no one man can decide the fate of a land
For a nation’s fate lives in everybody’s hand.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Walk Away
Nothing seems to surprise me
You spent your life driving
Nothing seems to amuse me
She fell asleep crying today
Coz her life's lost and changed its ways
And through this time you lost a friend
All good things come to an end
So you trust in something in someone
You spent your life
Thinking and trying and finding
It's never right
You want it all your own sad way
You pushed him down
Then left to say "Can you just help me one last time?"
She's got you now she'll feed you lies
It's all right it's ok
Life moves on to better days
It's all right it's ok
Life moves on just walk away
So what can I do?
To get it all back now
It's all right it's ok
Life moves on to better days
It's all right it's ok
Life moves on just walk away
song performed by by Near Miss from The Gentle Art Of Making Enemies
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Relying On The Holy Spirit
The Holy Spirit is enough for me, as I’ve been sealed for eternity,
Sealed, by The Spirit of Christ, with His guarantee of Eternal Life;
The Spirit, the only teacher I need, as Truth, He helps me to heed,
Guiding me through all my days, for Christ’s Glory and His Praise.
For The Spirit opened my eyes, to discern Truth from Satan’s lies,
Teaching me the Ways of God, while led by Christ’s staff and rod,
Growing in His Truth and Love, assisted by His Spirit, from above,
Teaching me God’s Truth day to day, as I travel life’s Narrow Way.
It’s the work of God’s Holy Spirit, to shed light on Truth as I hear it,
Revealing Truths, that I never heard, from God’s Holy, Living Word.
From The Truth, revealed to men, by God’s Spirit, I am Born Again,
Believing in Christ and Him alone, I became one of God’s very own.
As God’s Spirit led me to believe, The Truth of God I would receive,
Believing the Saving Truth of Christ, I received in the Spirit New Life,
And at that very time and place, my life was changed, by His Grace,
Never again would it be the same; all by the power of Christ’s Name.
It is in Christ, that I now abide, through The Spirit, Who dwells inside,
And in God’s Spirit, I fully rely, in the same power from God on high,
Sent to comfort Children of God, while they journey this earthly sod,
Who will also, soon snatch us away, to Heaven on that Glorious day.
(Copyright ©06/2010)
We are Transmitters
As we live, we are transmitters of life.
And when we fail to transmit life, life fails to flow through us.
That is part of the mystery of sex, it is a flow onwards.
Sexless people transmit nothing.
And if, as we work, we can transmit life into our work,
life, still more life, rushes into us to compensate, to be ready
and we ripple with life through the days.
Even if it is a woman making an apple dumpling, or a man a stool,
if life goes into the pudding, good is the pudding
good is the stool,
content is the woman, with fresh life rippling in to her,
content is the man.
Give, and it shall be given unto you
is still the truth about life.
But giving life is not so easy.
It doesn't mean handing it out to some mean fool, or letting the living dead eat you up.
It means kindling the life-quality where it was not,
even if it's only in the whiteness of a washed pocket-handkerchief.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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A Child
Little wisp of wonderment,
All the world your doll!
Hugging it in huge content,
Little wisp of wonderment;
Life has only laughter sent—
Everything is droll:
Little wisp of wonderment,
All the world your doll.
poem by Arthur Henry Adams
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The dark days
Life these day is hard
Since being a good man
Means your are mad
The heart of men followeth vanity
Oh how sad
The good man turn bad
I have search all my life
To understand life
That which is great to attain
Since the good man
Even suffers in pain
And there is nothing to gain
How come everyone has forgotten
As the truth in there
Is getting rotten
Like unpreserved dead body
Persuaded to feel sorry
Since the truth makes one an enemy
I have been seduced to my confusion
For doing good is an abomination
poem by Matt Ancient
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You Have No Control Of Others, Only Yourself
Life is strange to those who don't know
Many go thru life as it comes with bliss or woe.
Looking always for good luck and foolish pleasures,
Knowing not that the uncontrolled mind
Can bring up bad luck or secret treasures.
If one listens for just any teachings of mankind
Specially if ignores the law of the Spirit
One can go blind.
Will be hooked on every earthly traps:
Foods, drinks, drugs and all pleasures,
Only sickness & malediction comes to them
With uncontrolled measures.
Only hope in the best, with faith in goodness,
Believing that everything works for true success,
No matter what happens, don't get angry, just call it 'good'
If you can believe, sooner of later it turns into good,
So, the law you really understood.
As it was said long ago, you have no control of others,
You have only yourself to blame or praise for anything happens.
With everything you become stronger and wiser,
If you only keep peace, goodwill, patience
And wait for your redeemer.
When you understand the law of Life,
You'll have everlasting peace, health and no more strife.
Going through life flexible as a palm tree
Happily learning the lessons and forever be free.
The secret of life is true humbleness,
Instead of dictatorship, apply only kindness.
Then the light will shine on you, everything will be supplied,
Only you loose the ego and the will, & you'll be satisfied.
When you became aware of the truth a lovely day,
That life is a school where we are like cars on the highway.
We all have a different destination,
Nobody is first, nobody is last
The lesson is up to your perception.
After you work out anger, hatred, jealousy
Frustration and envy,
Not to mention gluttony is another unnecessary thing
In the potpourri.
Then understanding comes with true happiness,
The road of life become the rainbow,
Traveling will be like weightlessness.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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The Doctrine of Christ
While abiding in the doctrine of Christ, we have hope of Eternal Life,
With The Truths Christ would impart, unto every true, believing heart,
Describing a sevenfold foundation, which, undergirds our Salvation,
A Salvation in which we can trust, all through our Lord, Christ Jesus.
First, God has just one true Body, One True Church for you and me,
A Body, where Christ is The Head, as others remain spiritually dead;
Then, there’s only one Spirit of God, for all believers on earth’s sod,
Christ’s Spirit that leads us each day, to live life on The Narrow Way.
We’ve but, One Hope in this world, our hope in Christ that we herald,
The Hope we have in Jesus Christ, Who shall take us all to Paradise;
As the Body has but One Lord, Jesus Christ, the one Savior adored,
By all, who truly belong to God, Who leads us all, with staff and rod.
Fifth, we all have but one Faith, that we’ve come to by God’s Grace,
But one Faith, held by all God’s own, our faith in Jesus Christ alone;
Then, there’s only one Baptism, standing apart from every other ism,
Our baptism through God’s Spirit, when believing Truth as we hear it.
There’s but One God for all of us, The Eternal Father of Christ Jesus,
Our Eternal Father and Creator, Who gave to us, our Blessed Savior;
All of these are found in our foundation, right from God’s Revelation,
Our foundation on which we stand, until we reach the Promised Land.
Romance of the souls
She
Kept on speaking
Telling me
How to deal with
Life’s intricacies
How to remain calm
In difficulties
And keep smiling
I kept on listening
So involved and
Mesmerized I was
I didn’t know
When she had
Stopped speaking
She reacted pleasantly
Asked me
Were you not listening?
I came out of
My deep thoughts
No, No
I was enjoying your
Wonderful discourse
I remember
Each and every word
You said
Was my reply
Now it was my turn
To tell her
About contentment
Confidence and attitude
She closed her eyes
Listened to what I said
With full sincerity
I finished speaking
But she did not
Open her eyes
Were you listening?
I asked
Yes, yes
Was her reply
Each and every word
You said
Is embossed in my mind
So involved we were
In each other’s discourse
That we did not realize
When each of us
Finished speaking
Kept our eyes closed
Wanting to listen
More and more
I asked her
How it is possible?
It was her turn to
Explain it to me
Dear friend
All what happened
Is called
Romance of the souls
My soul
Was romancing
With yours
24-01-2012
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Hymn 110
Death and immediate glory.
2 Cor. 5:1,5-8.
There is a house not made with hands,
Eternal and on high;
And here my spirit waiting stands,
Till God shall bid it fly.
Shortly this prison of my clay
Must be dissolved and fall;
Then, O my soul! with joy obey
Thy heav'nly Father's call.
'Tis he, by his almighty grace,
That forms thee fit for heav'n;
And, as an earnest of the place,
Has his own Spirit giv'n.
We walk by faith of joys to come,
Faith lives upon his word;
But while the body is our home,
We're absent from the Lord.
'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace,
But we had rather see;
We would be absent from the flesh,
And present, Lord, with thee.
poem by Isaac Watts
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The Song Of Despair
Somehow you are missing from my memory.
The night falls slowly, coming with tranquillity.
Deserted is our once happy home as you are gone,
my whole life has turned into stone.
You swallowed all our possessions, left an open door,
and only empty spaces on the wooden floor.
In your love I once was lost,
but your betrayal came at an extremely high cost.
You wanted me only for the body’s bliss
and went to a lover and that is the way that it is.
Too many times I had to draw curtains back,
in life and coming death change the ways that you did act.
Too many times as my wife
you were part of me, were too important in my life.
Now what was once ours fades to oblivion,
as life not ending just moves on and on.
This is the time of departure
when birds go to their nests in nature,
when to ashes wood in the fireplace burn,
when you left on a journey of no return.
Much too slowly this night moves on, once happy one.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Love said.. a paraphrase of a study group on Love
Love said,
I made you
Your body was conceived in love.
Your mind was conceived in love.
Your spirit was conceived in love.
I made your body to stand,
to walk, to dance, to make love
in love.
I made your senses
to touch love, to taste love,
to see love, to find space in love,
to hear love, everywhere
for I made everywhere
I made your mind
to know love’s substance
which no alteration finds,
to know the flow of love,
the fire of love, love in the air,
to hear what love speaks;
to know love in your reason,
to reason love;
to know why love is everywhere;
to know how to find love in hate;
to know why justice, mercy, grace, are love;
to know love in surrender;
to know how love turns faith to love;
to know love’s play in love’s creation;
to know that love is always now;
to know love's neighbour is yourself;
and when least visible,
to know love frees and balances;
to know why all seek love.
I made your spirit and your heart,
I made your very self
as every self
to be Myself; to show Myself;
Love said
I made you.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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