Heart Of Man
Enter the hearts of the men-in-charge,
Cosy feelings defy the oblique shapes;
My opposition wants my death and life,
May we enter the beliefs that endanger.
Willing to surrender, this woe inside
Sticks in the throat, stale and mostly stale.
Then dangers of a dragon are at best in the air,
Mighty winds cross the heads and hearts.
Many weep tonight on the sea-edges,
The coast has changed now, just changed.
poem by Naveed Akram
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One's Beliefs
Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
Misdirection can be debated,
For reasons to entertain those who make changes.
But one's beliefs as they are...
Are only fed to keep them out of the way.
And kept faithfully attached,
For purposes to serve!
Not to discuss what are facts.
Beliefs aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
Like one's knowledge of facts...
Depends on who is being pleased.
And for what reasons they've been directed,
To go first down on their knees,
Hoping to find their minds comforted.
And...
Beliefs,
As they are interpreted to be.
Aren't changed overnight,
Because of misdirection.
Beliefs are changed overnight,
When new ones are created.
To please and comfort the converted
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The caged lust
A stale wife is not a stale woman.
A stale husband is not a stale man.
Woman is a magnet to a stranger.
Man is a bullet to a stranger.
12.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Today... 'The Door
Where do we mortals find that narrow heavenly Door?
Through which millions of sinners have entered before?
It is found at the cross where Jesus was crucified
There for You paid for our sins, laid down Your life and died
With Your arms outstretched so wide and saying, 'Come to me'
For we find forgiveness by Your death at Calvary
And we see the Door before us swinging open wide
Allowing us to pass through the veil to heavens side
At the cross the veil in the temple was rent in two
We can still hear You calling sinners to come to You
For the door into heaven has been flung open wide
'Come to me you weary, ' we hear as we go inside
Calvary's cross is the Door through which man can go through
And there is no other way only this door will do
For You are the Way by which we must enter heaven
It is at the cross we must come to be forgiven
Then as we look behind us on the lintel we see
'Chosen before the foundation of the world in Me'
Though millions have come yet there is still room for more
God by His Grace has allowed us to enter the Door
So come to that Door for it is opened wide for you
And taste the glories of heaven as you enter through
The cry goes out 'whosoever will may enter in'
It is at the Cross where your journey has to begin
All who enter the door shall be safely kept inside
There forever with the Lord Jesus they all shall abide
Each one was chosen by God before the world began
Included by His grace as part of salvations plan
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box below)
So Soon We Change
(rod stewart / chen, savigar, cregan, grainger)
Seems like only yesterday
We were laughing like a couple of kids
Fun we had when first met
Aint been around much since
Sharing every hour every day
Funny how time slips away
But theres no replacement, baby
When the good times fade away
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Funny how soon we change
Oh how soon we changed
You remember caseys bar
And maxfields after dark
We were different people then
Inseparable never apart
But now the novelty is wearing thin
We spend most time arguing
It was all so easy then
Itll never be again
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
I thought I knew you inside out
But obviously I was wrong
Makes no difference what I say
We just dont get along
Face the facts it can never last
Were driffing apart real fast
Id gladly give up everything
To start all over again
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Funny how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Funny how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
Oh how soon we changed
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Oh where is heavens door?
Where do we mortals find that narrow heavenly Door?
Through which millions of people have entered before?
It is found at the cross of Jesus The Crucified
where He paid for our sins and laid down His life and died.
With His arms outstretched so wide and saying, 'Come to me'
there we find forgiveness by His death at Calvary.
Then we see the Door before us swing open so wide
allowing us to pass through the veil to heavens side.
Calvary's cross is the Door through which we can go through.
There is no other entrance only this door will do.
For He is the Way by which we must enter heaven
It is at the cross we must come to be forgiven.
Then as we look behind us on the lintel we see
'Chosen before the foundation of the world in Me.'
Though millions have come yet there is still room for more
God by His Grace has allowed us to go through the Door.
So come to that Door for it is opened wide for you
and taste the glories of heaven as you enter through.
The cry goes out 'whosoever will may enter in'
it is at the Cross where your journey has to begin.
All who enter the door shall be safely kept inside
and there forever with the Lord Jesus they shall abide.
Each one was chosen by God before the world began
Included by His grace as part of salvations plan.
Written after reading John 10: 7-10
Then And Why
I shall enter into eternal bliss, for God’s call I didn’t miss,
God’s call upon my life, to accept His Son, Jesus Christ,
It was God’s Spirit drawing me, allowing my eyes to see,
From God’s Holy Revelation, that I needed His Salvation.
I will enter right into Paradise, for The Lord paid the price,
On a bloody cross of Calvary, where He had died for me,
Making atonement for my sin, to cleanse me deep within,
With Christ’s precious blood, all provided by God’s Love.
I shall see my Savior’s face, all by God’s Amazing Grace,
Provided by God’s Only Son, grace enough for everyone,
Grace that pardoned my iniquity, that I could live eternally,
With my Savior, Jesus Christ, when I begin my eternal life.
I will be completely changed, in the way God prearranged,
Like every soul born again, when we go from now to then,
Receiving a new body glorified, so in Heaven I can reside,
Changed, to enter eternal bliss, I’ll see Christ just as He is,
I will stand with my Creator, to reign with Christ my Savior,
This, by God’s grace alone, I will stand before His Throne,
Saved by His work on Calvary, where Christ redeemed me,
Then God raised Jesus Christ, to grant His own eternal life.
(Copyright ©03/2011)
Enter Into Our Jerusalem, Jesus
We bid you, Jesus,
come into our Jerusalem.
Enter into our hearts
where hatred and bitterness
can possibly lurk and thrive,
cutting out the petals of love.
We bid you, Jesus,
come into our Jerusalem.
Enter into our family life
where love and faithfulness
can possibly be choked
by thistles of fear and mistrust.
We bid you, Jesus,
come into our Jerusalem.
Enter into our working places
where stress, boredom and
discontent may eat away
all our joy and energy.
We bid you, Jesus,
come into our Jerusalem.
Enter into our churches, synagogues,
mosques and temples
where power struggles and
personal interests blind us from
living in God's way.
Enter into our Jerusalem, Jesus,
on this Palm Sunday.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Overbird
O = Once upon the midnight enter hurry
V = Verily the hurry worry enter scurry
E = Eerily or early bird of enter Poe
R = Raven is only one huge enter Crow
B = Better to see them from the
distance of the hour glasses with
thick lenses enter Tommy use your eye
I = Intense discussion rules get broken
enter time to turn the worm over
enter into the night
R = Roman Judges rule nothing enter Rome
not one stone standing of the Jewish enter
temple now
D = Describe the Vulture in the Temple its
got wings of darkness its got red eye
with long black enter nose this time
this poem enter perfect prose
poem by Charles Hice
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Isaura
Dost thou not tire, Isaura, of this play?
'What play?' Why, this old play of winning hearts!
Nay, now, lift not thine eyes in that feigned way:
'Tis all in vain—I know thee and thine arts.
Let us be frank, Isaura. I have made
A study of thee; and while I admire
The practised skill with which thy plans are laid,
I can but wonder if thou dost not tire.
Why, I tire even of Hamlet and Macbeth!
When overlong the season runs, I find
Those master-scenes of passion, blood, and death,
After a time do pall upon my mind.
Dost thou not tire of lifting up thine eyes
To read the story thou hast read so oft—
Of ardent glances and deep quivering sighs,
Of haughty faces suddenly grown soft?
Is it not stale, oh, very stale, to thee,
The scene that follows? Hearts are much the same;
The loves of men but vary in degree—
They find no new expressions for the flame.
Thou must know all they utter ere they speak,
As I know Hamlet's part, whoever plays.
Oh, does it not seem sometimes poor and weak?
I think thou must grow weary of their ways.
I pity thee, Isaura! I would be
The humblest maiden with her dream untold
Rather than live a Queen of Hearts, like thee,
And find life's rarest treasures stale and old.
I pity thee; for now, let come what may,
Fame, glory, riches, yet life will lack all.
Wherewith can salt be salted? And what way
Can life be seasoned after love doth pall?
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Men With Broken Hearts
You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy street
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed low and eyes that stare in defeat
Or souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all parts
Where a living death is all that's left for men with broken hearts
You have no right to be the judge to criticize and condemn
Just think but for the grace of God it would be you instead of him
One careless step a thoughtless deed and then the misery starts
And to those who weep death comes cheap these men with broken hearts
Oh so humble you should be when they come passing by
For it's written that the greatest men never get too big to cry
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts
And with hope all gone they walk alone these men with broken hearts
You've never walked in that man's shoes or saw things through his eyes
Or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you dies
Some were propers some were kings and some were masters of the arts
But in their shame they're all the same these men with broken hearts
Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for death
God why must these living dead know pain with every breath
So help your brother along the road no matter where he starts
For the God that made you made them too these men with broken hearts
song performed by by Hank Williams
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My Sky And Land
My land resides in this heart next to me,
Inside we see hearts of gold shining;
Your weapons are laid, these bars of gold
Shine further than the eye, these eyes.
My sky falls down and likes to descend,
Towering us in its brilliance, for the land.
My joy instils hated feelings of emotion
So that the land musters a stale smell.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Hearts On Fire
We saw the writings on the wall
When heathens ruled above us all
Tormented, we still heard the call
You come to bring us down
Wield the scepter, steal the crown
Time on the throne is running out
Cause seasons change but we are still the same
Event though the cold winds blow were burning like a flame
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel
Hearts On Fire
For years shunned by society
Outcasts, condemned for our beliefs
Our legions grew in secrecy
And now, the time is here
I see the Templars everywhere
The Freedom Call is drawing near
We hold our rebel banners up with pride
The colours crimson and the Hammer is the sign
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel
Solo: Stefan
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Ancient Dust Of My Homeland
Spirit of Mystic Aoteaora, enter into me
Land of Long White Cloud, enter into me
Spirit of My Forebears Ancestors, enter into me
Spirit you called Legendary Fairy Folk, enter into me
Spirit of ice capped southern mountains,
rivers forests glaciers, enter into me
Spirit of this old mystic majestic land,
encapsulating my birthright, enter into me
Dark majestic nights descend
upon wild west coast beaches,
Moonlight lapping serene wave tops
sparkling with ephemeral magic
Spirit of multitudinal diverse natures
Blowing in spray blown sea breezes,
Spirit of ancient dust of my homeland
Spirit of ancient Aotearoa, enter into me
Aotearoa (pronounced [aoˌ teaˈ roa]) is the most widely known and accepted Mā ori name for New Zealand.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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September Day
The leafs are turning now
gray stillness consumes the air
as lightening splits the tree
pain now invades our hearts
Deep in our hearts
We are Forever changed.
Pale sunshine squints through
clouds of ash and sin
steel clouds spew ash
to cover the streets
where life used to be
Life forever changed
Illusions crucified in minutes
Tears flow, No concerts please
Broken dreams reveal the lie; charity
Justice, only justice knows
May God Forgive us,
For we now know, What we do.
poem by Adrian Wait
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As The Saints Enter In
Will the Saints go marching in, or humbly greet God, who died for sin?
Will they march in as if deserving, or enter humbled hearts for serving?
How will they enter God’s Gate above, open only, through God’s love?
The love and mercy poured on us, when by Grace we embraced Jesus.
All knowing we would return to dust, without that humble heart of Trust,
Knowing that we’d return to the earth, apart from Christ’s Spiritual Birth,
For it’s nothing that we have done, but all the work of God’s Only Son,
Christ’s finished work on the Cross, for we bring only, our sinful dross.
Undeserving, Grace allows us to see, it is not of us, but, God’s Mercy,
As Christ received all we deserve, when His Father, He chose to serve,
Becoming for us God’s Sacrifice, so that we could enter into Paradise,
The finished work, of Christ alone, makes way for us to be God’s Own.
What God did, truly humbles men, when in Christ, they are Born Again,
Through God’s Spirit from above, men are humbled by Amazing Love,
And through faith, alone in Christ, by God, we are granted Eternal Life,
Beginning with New Life we receive, when God’s Truth, we truly believe.
It truly is the Lord’s Gift of Grace, that we shall enter God’s Holy Place,
As men born in sin, with feet of clay, only God could provide The Way,
So it is God Who will be Glorified, as all the Saints humbly step inside,
The Holy, Dwelling Place of The Lord, to serve with Christ forevermore.
(Copyright ©10/2009)
2 Hearts
You said you would wait for me, but something went wrong
The house was empty, your pictures gone
I knew youd come back one day, our love was so strong
The past behind us, its here you belong
cause Im deep inside you, youre deep inside me
I always knew that we would always be
Chorus:
Two hearts forever, one heart alone, I need to know your love is mine
Two hearts forever, one heart alone, I wont let go of you this time
You couldve talked to me, what changed your mind
I could have been there by your side
You thought you could walk away, but you know thats a lie
This loneliness is hard to hide
Its so easy to surrender, and temptation always finds a way
You must hold on, you know we must hold on, whoa-oh-oh
Chorus
(instrumental break)
Chorus
Two hearts forever, one heart alone, I wont let go of you this time
Take this heart of mine, whoa-oh-oh
song performed by by Toto
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Don' t Be Controlled
Control, only exist if you allow it.
Doubt yourself and you will feed it.
Deny it to enter your life and you will beat it.
The picture is erased it no longer exist.
Gone in a place of the forgotten.
The hollow and rotten.
Sped up by the mind.
In choice you have defined.
~The abuse comes in many different shapes and forms.
And it should never be ignored.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Divine Help
Forgetting the names of humans
We declare that heads and hearts
Shall intertwine and cause exits
And entries inside the circuits of blood.
These liquid circuits contain new oxygen
To bleed into our souls,
We breath this.
Have you forgotten my name?
I am your pleasant news today,
I am a well-worn sweater
Or someone's doctor.
Let the blood alert us to displeasure
Expressed by the Lord.
We must never enter a loop,
We must finish respiration
And death shall be our helper,
The angels can consider
But always with an obedient
And divine circuit.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: A Just God
None can escape just punishment of God,
A truth well-known yet ignored in our life;
Though poor we see engulfed by mighty strife;
Yet, rich can’t enter with ease His abode!
Wicked of hearts appear to much prosper,
For long a time but only in this world;
To them reach out the mighty Hands of God,
And justice meted out by Creator.
You live your life, preparing for God’s home:
That is the way you must live O human!
Heaven is not assured to those in Rome!
You toil the right way: life is not mere fun.
Believe not eyes for they can you deceive;
God’s strict yet just- that’s what we all believe.
poem by John Celes
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Freedom In The Centre
I know I'll enter
aiming for the center
goodness is my mentor
in warmth and bad weather
evil is like vapor
emitted from the hearts of leapers
where it dwells deeper
I know I'll knock and enter
where life is a favor
to the lost and whiners
the children of nature
who've been blown by fate
into the grave of despair
where humanity is enclosed
i know some day I'll enter
into life's epicenter
where fate and luck meet
and they shake hands
I'll go straight for the struggle
and i grab my mantle
when it's time for the end
Freedom in the center
striving is man's duty
hope flowing forever
cause all will be well
grace for the believer
who waits for the redeemer
in a hope to find a way!
poem by Timothy muggaga
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