She Loves
She loves those sailors of the holy deep,
To go is too much of this blade that hurts,
My distant scene is loved by those alerts,
This life misreads and damns the rest asleep.
I cheaply date this point as early keep,
May work destroy us in the small efforts,
I can not see the dust that one converts,
To be a book I laugh and not then weep.
This time destroys me after those that stray,
I wonder fast along the way of rights,
My doom ignites the present on this path.
This anger seems to disappoint away,
The smoking ape designs and blows backbites,
For quick and dangerously absurd wrath.
poem by Naveed Akram
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My Anger
My anger wants to kill.
My anger wants to spill.
My anger wants to smash a wall.
My anger wants to make someone feel small.
My anger makes me carve my skin.
My anger is locked up within.
My anger is fierce and fatal.
My anger isn't stable.
When my anger is out stay away.
Because my anger destroys everything in its way.
poem by Jean Pullman
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Anger Is One Letter Short Of Danger
Anger is fire
It burns the soul
Anger is deep sea
Drowns one to death
Anger is a storm
Blows one
Out of the world
Anger is demon
Overpowers the mind
Anger is a virus
Slowly kills a person
Anger is evil
Brings one closer to hell
Anger is madness
Makes one suffer
Anger is an enemy
Destroys one slowly
Turns friendship
Into enmity
Always remember
Anger is
One letter short of
Danger
It takes its toll
Does not spare
A single soul
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Windy night
The wind blows tonight
My lover has been and gone
The warmth he gave me
Still deep inside
The wind blows tonight
I hear the different sounds it makes
As i make love
As i kiss
As i come
With such force
I am swept away
Away to the place
That only you can take me
Your touch melts my skin
And soothes my soul
I receive your tenderness
As the wind blows
Through airpockets
Whipping sounds
As you thrust into me
What are you thinking
As you make love to me?
You are so silent
But your kisses say much
Your body responds to my touch
I moan as i watch your pupils dilate
The wind blows hard tonight
Bathing with you
As the wind blew outside
I allowed you to see me
I did not run
I did not hide
I was present
I let go of memories
As i breathed
I was with you
What did you see?
As i looked into your eyes
And felt the water swirling around my back
What did you feel?
As i washed
Your back your belly your cock
As the wind blew outside
Tonight i feel many emotions
Wild restless
Yet deep within
There is a contentment
A knowing
That i am loved
The wind blows outside
But i am warm
Change is coming
Spring whispers to me
And promises many beautiful moments
My lover nibbbling my ear
Kissing my neck
Licking me until i come
I want to give myself
I want to merge
And abandon single life
To be with you
But its not time
For me or for you
The wind blows tonight
I ask that it takes all the misery
I have felt in my life
And transforms it
Allowing new reflections
I see a new image of myself
A gentle me
Passionate
Tender
Soft
Yielding
Dangerously feminine
No anger in this mirror image
Or competitiveness
No jealousy
Or insecurity
No rage
I see
A woman
At the beginning
Of something wonderful
The wind blows tonight
And i am released
Of all that has been
And all that has not
And all that is yet to be.
16th august 2006
poem by Black Panther Eyes Eastick
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Anger Nonetheless
Slow to anger
And quick to anger
Anger nonetheless
You are the thief who has
Robbed me of all my patience
i will flee from your presence
i cannot promise my fists
Will relent
i wish you were a frog
You could change with just a kiss
To brace you will make me toad
i could fill pails with tears
How i loved you
And your love was a trick
A tug of an ear
You didn't know how
You loved me
And only thought of yourself
Your selfish deeds
When i flee do not be quick
To remember me
i was another one of your kicks
Was one of many
Be glad for me
That i don't have you
Slow to anger
And quick to anger
Anger nonetheless
poem by Deci Hernandez
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Time To Choose
Your eyes pierce right through me.
You know I want something more.
This is why your leading me on.
I feel like a mere pawn.
All I want is to be so close to you.
But I know somethings wrong.
I can tell with the anger with your voice.
This was all by choice.
Nice guys finish last.
Lust comes on so fast.
I tell it no, still it will not to go.
To know, to show.
Even its not with me.
Don't you see hes a cheat.
His life will never be complete.
I help you anyway I can.
As a friend. I can do only so much.
Then you'll get me to the point.
Where I'm completely done.
Don't push your luck.
I can give you something more.
Whens the last time you truly loved him?
Whens the last time he asked for forgiveness?
If you can go back and find a date time.
Then never mined. I'll let it go.
Put it out of your mind.
This is fine.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Life Of Work
riding in the saddle
henchmen at your side
holy macaroni
hose you on your back
and the bystanders just stand there
like _____ on a shelf
in the world of work your rivals
that you have yet to meet
and quite a bunch they are
in the morning sun
with blinking eyes
the worthless stands
in readiness
for transport to
the battleground
there's dirty work
ahead of them
and quite a bunch they are
what do you do with a life of work?
what do you do with a life of work?
what do you do with a life of work?
face it in the morning
face it in the morning
and the parting of the ways
and the interrupted mirth
and the shock that has to come
because of what you want
compared to what you've got
meet it squarely
and it only hurts
when it hurts
life of work
early in the morning
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Bible Stories: Jonah (Part VI)
Further Interpretation:
The Lord expects obedience,
From all His ones beloved;
God has remarkable patience,
We ought to do as said.
’Tis upto Him to spare a soul;
Or punish one early;
To watch earth’s events is His role
He forgives all freely!
Man wants all wicked ones punished;
But God has other ways;
Man wants all righteous rewarded,
God puts it off by days!
Man’s anger comes in moments fast,
God cannot be like that;
Man forgets not the things of past,
The Maker does, so what?
Though Jonah’s reason for anger
Was right, from human point;
God saves all creatures from danger,
‘Sinners, He can anoint! ’
The God who made all souls alike,
Just loves to have all back;
He speaks to hearts ‘without a mike’;
The grace to hear, we lack!
Man’s repentance softens God’s wrath,
His anger cools off soon;
He wants us walk in righteous path,
And gain Heaven as boon!
The way God sees, we cannot sense,
We have human limits;
For downtrodden, God is defense,
Give up sinful habits!
Man’s narrowness of thinking is
Well seen in Jonah’s case;
When God prepares to forgive foes,
His verdict, none efface.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-26-2007
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Spiritual Walkers
They knock on your door
You laugh in their face
They tell you its time to pray
They give you a book
And tell you to read
And point to the judgment day
People say they live dangerously
Walking places they should not be
But they will walk their lives
With a never ending light
They will walk their lives
til they shine the light
Of truth into your life
They sit on a stump
You run from their sight
To not hear the holy word
They sing and they chant
They preach and they speak
In tongues you have never heard
But people say they live dangerously
Walking places they should not be
But they will walk their lives
With a never ending light
They will walk their lives
til they shine the light
Of truth into your life
Havent you ever encountered the spiritual walkers
They just walk the light through the day through the night
Havent you ever encountered the spiritual walkers
They just walk the light through the day through the night
Walk on ...
On corners of streets
And airports of tents
They reach out for you to come in
They have no defense
Except inner sense
And knowing the almighty friend
People say they live dangerously
Walking places they should not be
But they will walk their lives
With a never ending light
They will walk their lives
til they shine the light
Of truth into your life truth into your life
Havent you ever encountered the spiritual walkers
They just walk the light through the day through the night
Havent you ever encountered the spiritual walkers
They just walk the light through the day through the night
(repeat)
Come on and shine that light through the day through the night
Havent you ever encountered the spiritual walkers
They just walk the light through the day through the night
Even though when they knock on your door
You laugh in their face
You run from their sight
Not to hear the holy word
They have no defense
Except inner sense
Havent you
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Vigilant
To pluck more men from the fire, on this day, is my heart’s desire,
To lead men to the light of Truth, so they won’t see God’s reproof,
Not a small rebuke my friend, as eternal darkness will be their end,
In those eternal flames of wrath, should they stay the present path.
I know this day my Redeemer lives, while new life to men He gives,
To all who call on Jesus Christ, God shall give to them Eternal Life.
All who’ve been deceived by men, who by God, stand condemned,
Must be reached with salvation, that comes from God’s Revelation.
Holding forth the Word of God, to spare men from God’s iron Rod,
The judging rod of God’s own Son, to judge the heart of everyone,
According to His Word we herald, not to some, but to all the world,
For when Christ returns again, His Judgment shall fall upon all men.
We need to reach men’s hearts, before the soul from earth departs,
Reach all men for Christ our Lord, helping the stray, to be restored,
Back, to The Rock of all Ages, through the Holy Scripture’s pages,
Where we find the only True Light, to lead lost souls from the night.
By The Savior I have been sent, with the Gospel, and to be vigilant,
To reach souls, as time is short, and soon all souls, Christ will sort,
And all men in the Book of Life, will enter eternity with Jesus Christ,
But, souls of those missing names, will be cast into eternal flames.
To-day
Only from day to day
The life of a wise man runs:
What matter if seasons far away
Have gloom or have double suns?
To climb the unreal path,
We stray from the roadway here;
We swim the rivers of wrath,
And tunnel the hills of fear.
Our feet on the torrent's brink,
Our eyes on the cloud afar,
We fear the things we think,
Instead of the things that are.
Like a tide our work should rise—
Each later wave the best;
To-day is a king in disguise,
To-day is the special test.
Like a sawyer's work is life:
The present makes the flaw,
And the only field for strife
Is the inch before the saw.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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Discipline
THROW away Thy rod,
Throw away Thy wrath;
O my God,
Take the gentle path!
For my heart's desire
Unto Thine is bent:
I aspire
To a full consent.
Not a word or look
I affect to own,
But by book,
And Thy Book alone.
Though I fail, I weep;
Though I halt in pace,
Yet I creep
To the throne of grace.
Then let wrath remove;
Love will do the deed;
For with love
Stony hearts will bleed.
Love is swift of foot;
Love 's a man of war,
And can shoot,
And can hit from far.
Who can 'scape his bow?
That which wrought on Thee,
Brought Thee low,
Needs must work on me.
Throw away Thy rod;
Though man frailties hath,
Thou art God:
Throw away Thy wrath!
poem by George Herbert
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Goin To Work
(bill lloyd/pam tillis)
The alarm went off but I wasnt asleep
After tossin and turnin all night what a relief
To go to work, get up and go to work
So I get onto the highway and I head into town
Theres one part of my life I wont let you tear down
Yeah and thats my work-right now Im goin to work
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Now I remember what it is I do
For a while I thought my life was just loving you
But now its back to work
Oh thank God for my work
So from nine to five I take a break from an empty
Bed and a heart that aches, Im good at my work
Oh Im good at my work
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Oh I got to stay busy thats the only way
Throw myself into my business and collect my pay
Watch me keep it together while I fall apart
cause a world wont stop for a broken heart
Oh no, no
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Watch me Im goin to work
Oh yeah you know Im good at my work
Right now Im goin to work
Goin to work
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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The Holy Man
As we all kill
and destroy everything
around us
The holy man follows
the righteous path
With the ashes
and the souls
The loves and the lives
of the people
on a new path
Let him show
us all the way
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Nurture Dreams
To grow, nurture dreams
Convert dreams into desires
Desires set the goals
Goals may be distant
Hard work brings distant goals closer
Determination converts them into success
Success further ignites the fire to dream
And once again the dreams become the desires
Alok Katdare
Navi Mumbai, India
January 22,2008
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Blades
Do not mean to me with my blade,
Confusing and skilled is the request.
Nothing like roads, the daggers shift
With their curved edges and skills to carve.
The moment it is pulled apart
The steel weapon pierces the heart
So wholesome and weathered
That gorgeous glances afford.
To efforts we shift the neck,
Nights of use shall beget blocks of stone.
Do not be mean to my building
Of blind work, the very same work has occurred.
He was sniffing hungrily (whole fruits disappoint me) ,
As he was licking and smelling the staff.
This dog of a house bellows steam at me,
With no connivance of intelligence,
Just barks were heard from afar.
This blade may lick me
Halving the complete river
With the absorption by the sun.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Why Are You Running?
Why are you running so far, so fast?
What are you running from, may I ask?
I don't know, it's just something I must do
Those others are running, do you want to come too?
Why are you smoking so often, so deep
Surely that smoke stings your eyes, makes you weep
I don't know, it's just something I must do
Those others are smoking, do you want to smoke too?
You're all running, all smoking, but you don't know why
You just do it and do it, but it makes me cry
Because I don't like to see people themselves kill
When they don't know why but they do it still
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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Smokin The Herb Again
Yo yo yo, yo, yo yo what
Smoking
Were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Damn, I really wish I could find my sack man
Must have got eaten by pac-man
If I had it I could smoke again
Smoke with my friends to the very end
But now Im trying to comprehend
Whens the next time that Ill smoke again
I need to know, please tell when will we smoke again
I got a buddy, his name is ted
Hes got a problem going through his head
He doesnt know how to puff puff give
But I like so Ill teach him and Ill let him live
Everyday we teach him right
When he divides, we have to fight
But at the end of the trying day
We says its ok and we puff away
Just the other night, I saw you, you were smokin not sharing and being tight
But thats ok, you are my friend, well smoking until the very end
The lessons that we put out, we order you to try it out
Its nice to smoke, yea thats what were all about
Smoking
Were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Hey, ho, hey ho, hey, ho, hey, ho, hey, ho, hey, ho
I smoke, you smoke, we smoke, they smoke, smoking everywhere
I smoke, you smoke, we smoke, they smoke, smoking all together
Smoking
Were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
Were smoking, were smoking, were smoking the herb again
song performed by by Incubus
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Life’s Storms!
Dark clouds have come to hide the Lady Moon!
It seems a storm could brew up rather soon;
Tall waves hit rocks and dash upon the shore;
There could be rain and fierce winds all the more.
The beach looks abandoned because ’tis night;
There are no ships or boats on sea in sight;
A Tsunami could be heading this time;
Oh, what a nasty change, when fine was clime!
Imagine sailors caught amidst a storm;
They’ll weep and pray to God to bring back calm;
Despair and gloom will fill the ship-crew’s heart,
Regretting why a journey they did start.
Life’s storms too steal all laughter and all smile;
An anguished heart will plead to God meanwhile;
For God within his heart, man searches deep;
To spare his life, the mightiest will weep!
Such memory can fill an entire book;
The specter haunts the mind much like a spook;
Few brave of hearts become a good singer;
For years the trauma hurts and could linger!
poem by John Celes
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~~~! Anger Within! ~~~
The anger within me lays dangerously dormant,
But part of it still burns, a small remnant.
It slowly brews up within
Then unleashed with no care for making sin.
It rages on like a raging torrent,
Gushing out frustration and hate like water from a hydrant
Anger is like an enraged beast
When released it isn't easily ceased.
Don't vent anger if you don't wanna go to hell,
Don't vent anger if you wanna go to a prison cell.
Don't play with anger, I say,
Don't let anger ruin your day!
poem by Joshua Cheung
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Humanity In Tragedy - Haiti - Earthquake-January 2010
Sadness weighs heavily upon my heart,
Human tragedy, devastating loss of life;
A struggling nation where poverty is an epidemic,
They faced the wrath of nature yet again.
Haiti, land of sunshine and misery,
Where the rich thrive, and the poor perish.
Mother Earth drew a deep breath,
And as she exhaled, a shuddering groan
Shook all that lay against her bosom.
There was no anger in her deed.
She did not intend to destroy.
Calamity was beyond her control.
With the very earth shaking beneath their feet,
There was nowhere to run.
Palaces and shanties alike reduced to rubble,
Entombing those who could not escape.
Cries from beneath mountains of stone,
Echo through the streets.
Helpless, they weep for those they cannot reach.
Battered and beaten, they are defeated.
They hold the loved ones they can,
And grieve for those that are lost.
Now the wealthy and poor are united at last,
For there is no discrimination when catastrophe strikes.
But out of the destruction, hope will rise,
Like the brilliant sunshine that warms
Their beloved country.
Nations will join together to assist them.
For we hear their cries, and our hearts weep,
We will take their hands and hold them tightly,
Comfort them, and lift them from the dust.
Sometimes I question,
Whether compassion for humanity still exists,
Then at times like this, I see it
In all its splendour!
And my faith is restored once more.
poem by Annabel Sheila
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