Righteous Life
The life of righteous and chaste women
Belongs to the sensitive arguments;
You bring in new points and units of prayer,
Laughing in the ways of men who keep.
They are to persevere and never apologise,
Words are sent to the other side
For this other side to differ and respect
The mountain of spirituality.
The joy of more age is significant
And in this place of monuments
The royal people agree with their king,
Opening me with complaints.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Gaffes
Why are you laughing?
'It appears that the ventriloquist and the puppet,
Have different approaches to voice their points of view.'
You are not suppose to notice that.
Even though I must admit,
This performance has been a disaster.
And...
That shouldn't be a reason to laugh,
At such a blunderous gaffe.
'Oh,
I'm not laughing at the numerous gaffes.
I am laughing at those who are watching this show,
Who believe what is being presented is fantastic.'
Well...er..uh...
Hopefully the second act,
The ventriloquist and the puppet will agree...
The seriousness to agree on the economics,
Is what the listeners hope that can be mastered.
And stop laughing.
The audeince will think you are crazed.
'These days?
Does my reaction really matter? '
Kiss my buttocks.
And have some respect for those who are Polish.
'What?
How many puppets are in this entourage?
All of you are hysterical.'
You will regret that when you see the 'polls'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Martin Luther King Jr.
When I was little, I wanted to be
A speaker against prejudice and hating
My dad told me of a man of ground breaking
He spoke of equality for you and me
This man would bring people together
Of every creed and color
He tried to teach us live with each other
Side by side with toleration as brothers
He did not expect us to live in bliss
But with respect and without malice
He had a dream so strong and true
He had a dream for me and you
His life was short and not so perfect
He was simple man and a born sinner
A master of words and a deal spinner
But he was a model, a man to respect
His life was cut too short one day
By a man filled with fear and hate
If they were both alive here today
He would wipe the slate clean and pray
The good in his heart
Has lived on today
It shows when we show
Respect for each other
We hear of Equality, Peace, and Love
These can be all be linked
To that man who had a dream
To let freedom ring
His dream lives on today
poem by Pookey's Poems
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Respect
respect the finger
that points the way.
the hand that takes yours,
the feet walking by your side.
the breath shared,
and the sweat mingled.
respect the scars that
remind you of yourself....
respect the love
that gives all without regret!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I can be very reserved about things. My business side isn't shy. I can be like a general. But I've got a shy side. I'm also a lot deeper than people think, and a lot more sensitive. But I don't let people in too much.'
quote by Michael Bay
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The King of Erin's Daughter
THE King of Erin's Daughter had wind-blown hair and bright,
The King of Erin's Daughter, her eyes were like the sea;
(O Rose of all the roses, have you forgotten quite
The story of the days of old that once you told to me?)
The King of Erin's Daughter went up the mountain side
And who but she was singing as she went upon her way,
'O somewhere waits a King's Son and I shall be his bride,
And tall he is and fair he is and none shall say him nay.'
The King of Erin's Daughter–O fair was she and sweet–
Went laughing up the mountain without a look behind
Till on the lofty summit that lay beneath her feet
She found a King's Son waiting there, his brows with poppies twined.
O tall was he and fair was he. He looked into her face
And whispered in her ear a word un-named of mortal breath
And very still she rested, clasped close in his embrace,
The King of Erin's Daughter, for the bridegroom's name was Death.
poem by Norah M. Holland
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I think all jocks have a sensitive side. It's just, will they show it to anybody? Will they let their guard down and stop being tough and the cool jock guy around their friends, or just relax? I don't know if it's best to say opening up, but just relax and really say what you're actually thinking, and not what you think people want to hear.
quote by Channing Tatum
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But as poetry and life is,
My soul is a conch shell…
Too ladle a drying well.
My heart is an inferno, mountain!
But there's fewer and fewer ways in.
In into, hell…
Put side by side they look the same!
But as poetry and life is, god it's all just a shallow game.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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I, Hi, Eye, Goodbye
I once met eye to eye
A guy I kind of liked
He said hi and I said hi
He was stubborn and I alike
He believed if you rolled a dice
A mice who does bad should receive his vice
Bad for bad, good to good people who were nice
An eye for an eye
On the issue of black and white, I saw dye
Hence he and I
We could not see eye to eye
Nor agree on any issue besides
The fact that if ever we did decide
To agree on anything beside
The fact that we could never agree side by side
It will be on the certainty of our goodbye, goodbye.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Pure And Untouched
there is the other side of the mountain
made of dessert sand
nothing interesting in there
no gems,
everything diamond-like
is just imagination
when a friend asks about this side
we tell all these lies
that at its foot is a comfortable cottage
that beside it is a river
there is a white horse,
birds often make a stop-over here
trees are fruiting
and flowers bloom all year long
to be fair
there is also something true and beautiful in that
other side
but no one knows it except you
and on that same side of the mountain
you still make lies
afraid that someone shall take it away from you
because you are weak
and cannot protect it
from the invasion of the masses
from the shallowness of their minds
their incapacity to understand that in there
everything is good and can be seen and felt
but not a bit shall be taken
it is the world where the spectator must view
the world with respect
because it is untouched because it remains
to be itself
untaken, untouchable,
pure, and hence can never be us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Note To The United States Of America!
we cannot be a nation proclaiming human rights,
without closing Guantanamo!
we cannot proclaim justice,
as long as money controls out courts.
we cannot proclaim freedom,
while invading other countries.
we cannot proclaim democracy,
as long as corporations have more
rights than individuals.
we cannot proclaim dignity,
while letting our children starve.
we cannot proclaim progress,
till all stand side by side with opportunity.
we cannot proclaim respect,
till all are equally respected.
we cannot proclaim spirituality,
until we live the words we speak.
we cannot proclaim peace,
until we come to peace with ourselves!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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On His Father's Side
On his mother’s side
Born in Bethlehem
On his Father’s side
No one before him
On his mother’s side
Growing and learning
On his Father’s side
All knowledge showing
On his mother’s side
Stuck in one location
On his Father’s side
Present in every nation
On his mother’s side
He was hungry
On his Father’s side
The multitudes he did feed
On his mother’s side
At Calvary he died
On his Father’s side
He was the essence of life
On his mother’s side
Buried like other men
On his Father’s side
He rose again
On his mother’s side
Human and weak
On his Father’s side
The God of eternity.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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Side By Side
Maurice white, wayne vaughn & wanda vaughn
One year ago, love was touch and go
Time made me see, solved the mystery
Taught me that love and time
Will change your mind and make it right
Bring your darkness to the light
My hearts sings in the night
My love I bring to you
With this lovin I dedicate to you
For believing in me, I will make you mine
Side by side, for love we waited
Side by side, were dedicated
Side by side, now we can make it
Side by side, we gonna shake it on down
Get down, get down , get down, get down,
Tonight
I can hardly wait, to pick you up at eight
For this rendezvous, candlelight and you
It took ma a long time, to see it clear
That love will last, for many years
Dreams can come true
So I bring my heart to you
With this lovin I dedicate to you
For believing in me, I will make you mine
Side by side, for love we waited
Side by side, were dedicated
Side by side, now we can make it
Side by side, we gonna shake it on down
Get down, get down , get down, get down,
Tonight
We finally found our sunny day
And your love lights up the way
So, I thank you today, for
You believed in me
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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A Relifef in Surprise!
Rain is lashing out at its best on Western side mounts!
Dams are filling with overwhelming water after summer!
Dry canals are having over flowing water in Easter side!
What a pleasant surprise though the days are hot and hot!
What else is wanted on the Eastern side of the country?
Whether hot Sun burns all with heat or not water is there
To irrigate the fields and quench the thirst of people much!
Is it called blessing in disguise or what else could it be?
Though rivers are linked or not to bring water to dry lands
If rain and water flow everywhere people are blessed much!
This is what everybody prays everyday to God in dry places
And the prayer is answered after many trials and tribulations!
poem by Ramesh T A
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What is It That We Experience
When we die, change form, all of our life makes sense to us this grand lucidity, we experience a welcome clarity of our life, deep waters of feelings, heights, vistas of beings, opening, judgment day is the shared encounter with all of humanity, where we experience our life with all other self encounters with creation, with humanity.
Sides of us, our erotic side, our heroic side, our sophisticated side, our nurturing side, our warrior side, all sides of us blend, synthesize with others, we are and we let go, we ripen.
Alive, being, it is a beginning,
An appreciation, being for all time, in peace, joy, wonder, bliss,
We make an inner promise, we have a perception, we extend out and into once more, and there we are once more.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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The Other Side Of Life
(david gates)
So, as you go to find yourself
Dont look too hard
You may pass yourself by
Reaching too high
Wanting the other side of life
And as you go to take your place
Dont go too fast
Just pretend theres no end
Make yourself last
til the other side of life
One day youll find your restless
Searching at an end
Youll think the world has changed
But its just you my friend
So, as you go to please your heart
Please take your time
Someones waiting there too
Waiting for you
On the other side of life
Hes waiting for you
On the other side of life, ooh, ooh, ahh, ooh
Hes waiting for you
On the other side of life
Hes waiting for you
On the other side of life
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Seek freedom
What does the sun of man want
What does mankind want
Under the sun
Is it to eat all the food
In the world and have fun
So that nobody gets nothing to feed
Or destroy the righteous and his seed
May be gather more riches
And be superior
So that others become
Poor and inferior
Or gather all the women
In the world by your side
Is this the ultimate pride
What fore does mankind want
Apart from being free and happy
You need freedom to live your destiny
So do i need freedom
Everybody needs freedom
The rich man needs freedom
So do the poor man also need freedom
The king needs freedom
So do his subjects needs freedom
The master needs freedom
So do the servant needs freedom
Freedom belongs to the old man
As well is the young man
the human society without freedom
Is an evildom
Freedom is love for one another
Freedom is the ultimate power
poem by Matt Ancient
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Fall From Grace
A fall from Grace can be subtle, when one’s life is one rebuttal,
Of those ways from Jesus Christ, as one lives their earthly life.
A life pursuing their own desires, following ways of carnal liars,
While the Truth they have learned, by their life, now is spurned.
Saved by God’s amazing grace, they now go to a darker place,
Leaving God’s glorious Light, back to ways that seem not right.
No longer obeying the Holy Spirit; spurning Truth as they hear it.
They simply live their life in denial, but blame God for every trial.
Leaving God’s sure narrow way, onto a worldly path, day to day,
Headed down a darkened path, that will end in Righteous Wrath,
Anger of a Righteous God, to turn them from the path they trod,
From the present slippery slope, back to a stable path of Hope.
God’s conviction they dismiss, as they fabricate an empty bliss,
A deception that they are free, from the life they’d led previously.
When they abided in The Lord, before, by sins, they were allured,
Now thinking, all is well within, while their life caters to all their sin.
But, now gone, is the peace inside, when in Christ they did abide,
Not only is that peace denied, but from the Lord they cannot hide.
Who will seek until their restored, back unto the side of their Lord,
That they’ll find, as the only place, of joy and peace, is His Grace.
Did I Really See That?
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
Sleeping on my side of the bed?
Am I replaced?
So quick?
I thought we were going to talk
About it
Try to work it out
I cancelled all my plans
In a manner to surprise you
I didn't like the way things went
The other day
And now I get home
To find this?
A woman on our bed
Wearing my gown with ma woman on ma side of da bed
Am I replaced?
Just like that?
I thought what we had meant
Something to you
I thought we had a connection
I thought fate had brought us
Together
I thought our future
Was written somewhere
In heaven
Most of all I thought the feeling
Was mutual
For 5years I was relaxed
Thinking I'm in the right place
Where my soul belongs
Wasn't looking
Wasn't searching
Was content
And now I find
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
On my side of the bed
Am I replaced?
Already!
I had always been loyal
You cheated more than I could remember
And I kept forgiving n forgetting
I kept loving you like you
Never wronged me
I Kept on trusting you
but to you all that was just a blur
I bet you thought I was fool
I bet you thought I'd never leave you
I bet you thought you were ma life
That's why you cheated
That's why you lied
That's why now I find
A woman on our bed wearing my gown with ma woman
On my side of the bed
Am I replaced?
I know you are
I have ran out of tears
I cried for so long*difedile*
I have ran out of Forgiveness
I forgiven you more than the
Bibble Says I should
I have ran out of space for you
The place I used to keep you is shuttered
And I have ran out of love for you
What I thought was mine
Is now ours
What I thought I owned
It turned out
We own
What I thought was true to me
It was all a lie
A woman on our bed
Wearing my gown
With my woman
On my side of the bed
She can stay
I'll leave..
poem by Diopelo King
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Bad Side Of The Moon
(bernie taupin/elton john)
Published by songs of polygram international - bmi
Seems as though Ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sittin still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds, speakin in a foreign tongue
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
It seems as though Ive lived my life on the bad side of the moon
To stir your dregs, and sittin still, without a rustic spoon
Now come on people, live with me, where the light has never shone
And the harlots flock like hummingbirds, speakin in a foreign tongue
Im a light world away, from the people who make me stay
Sittin on the bad side of the moon
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
There aint no need for watchdogs here, to justify our ways
We lived our lives in manacles, the main cause of our stay
And exiled here from other worlds, my sentence comes to soon
Why should I be made to pay on the bad side of the moon
Im a light world away, from the people who make me stay
Sittin on the bad side of the moon
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
This is my life, this is my life, this is my life, my life
song performed by by April Wine
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Lengthy
A side to length is breathing of words
Then the task of arranging, riding and consulting.
It breaks the head and ached like the statement of Caesar.
A side to length is the period of waiting,
Which is gathered today and forced like the statement I bear.
Long is a moment of waiting and patience I take,
For when I persevere my burden is diminished
And likewise the pressure of the pen has dropped
For the force of the words is great, and my head aches.
poem by Naveed Akram
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