This Whole Life
Inside my life thoughts are good,
Ogres sell their souls to the commonfolk.
Yesterday we saw a substance so special,
This was special for the dozens in slaughter.
Yes, our laws were acceptable and we frame a result
For the common good of people.
Let ages pass and more laws come,
Too excellent is the product of our lives.
Our children left us in concise heaps,
Spoonfuls were fed to us in the dozens.
Inside this whole life is a feeling of luck,
One person objects, but everybody loves.
poem by Naveed Akram
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People
We travel single-o
Maybe were lucky but, I dont know
With them just let one kid fall down
And seven mothers faint
I guess were both happy
But maybe, we aint
People, people who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
Were children needing other children
And yet letting our grown up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children than children
Lovers are very special people
Theyre the luckiest people in the world
With one person, one very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you were half now youre whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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We have dozens and dozens and dozens of judicial nominees up there waiting and we have a court system that's crying out for more judges.
quote by Joe Lockhart
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Velvet Rope (feat. Vanessa Mae)
Featuring Vanessa Mae]
We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope
We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope
This special need
That's within us
Brings out the best
Yet worst in us
Follow the passion
That's within you
Living the truth
Will set you free
We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope
We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope
Put others down
To fill us up
Oppressing me
Will oppress you
Outside leave judgment
Outside leave hate
One love's the answer
You'll find in you
We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope
We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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Folding the Sun
Folding the paper suppresses the job of life,
Inside the islands of our sleep awaits the return;
To this return we look and respond, forming years
And more ages and eras for the common good.
A secret has been unleashed forcing us about
With frocks of fidelity, clothes of the surface of the body.
The reality of secrecy relied on more realness
As it circled and went somewhat straight.
Let this lesson mirror certain beliefs,
Creating a piano to be played in front of dozens.
Doze and burn the skin under the stars at night
Even when the sun is present, even at night.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Real Special Person
honour is feeling you are special
because you have made others
feel good about being themselves
they cannot but turn back to tell you
that you are so special a person
the real special person is one who
wins that admiration from the heart of friends
not through any hint of force, superiority
or indebtedness
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Free Child
Life inside a box
window with a view
but my teacher blocks
nothing new
I day dream
in class
inside I scream
let me pass
I belong outside
with the wild
laws I need not abide
thoughts of a free child
poem by Jeremy Rascon
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Where Do Babies Come From? -Mother to Daughter
She turns 11 tomorrow.
and she says to me:
'Do babies come really
from there? '
That finger was much too low;
not my belly
but way below
and I froze-
between the lie
and her need to know
truth.
She,
eyes wide
'do they really come
from your thingie? '
I said
'yes, but...'
She interrupted
eyes wide
'but that's too small'
I could she her measuring
a little baby
with her tiny thingie
and she asked
'how can it come out?
'
'It'll stretch' I said
'don't worry
people have babies every day.'
'Did you stretch? ' she said.
'Yes, I did and you came out fine.'
Her eyes darted low
trying to visualize.
'Did it hurt? '
'Well yes but you know dear
I had some drugs and it was ok.
'
'Like aspirin? '
'Yes, sort of like aspirin but
much stronger.'
'So is there is pain..nnn? '
She stretched the word out.
'Yes, there is
but aspirin drugs
make it so it is not so bad.'
She said
'And that's because it goes inside? '
'What? '
'The baby comes because the boy's
thingie
goes inside your thingie? '
'Goes inside? '
I said
'Yes, does the boy thingie go inside the girl's thingie?
Inside' she repeated for emphasis.
'Well yes, if they are in love. That should only happen if they
are in love and married.'
'Oh.'
'If they are not married or in love does that mean a baby won't come? '
'Well, yes a baby can come even if they are not married or in love.'
'Mom' she said her eyes really wide. It goes inside? '
'Yes, '
'Does it hurt? '
'Well at first, it does hurt but after a while it feels good.'
'After a while-'
You mean you have to do it again so as to make it stop hurting? '
No, not exactly, I mean after a while you get used to it and it doesn't hurt.'
'What does it feel like? '
Huh? Feel like?
'Feel like, you know, feel like.'
'Oh, ' I said 'that is very private.
Only you and your husband should know
what it feels like but I can tell you it is very special.
A very special feeling
unlike any thing in the world.'
'Anything in the world? '
Yes, very special. It is God's way of making a baby and you know how
special babies are.'
She nodded.
And so my daughter learned from me
what her biology was telling her,
what those feelings inside meant
and I pray she has her special day,
her special tomorrow
with something special
that she will recall from me.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Are You a Good Husband?
All married men want to be called a good husband
A good husband is a decent husband
Mr. Husband what you done to deserve this decency?
Has your wife ever referred to you as her good husband?
It is known that the eyes cannot see itself
Unless by reflection. Have you ever asked
Your wife for a performance appraisal
Honey, how did I perform last year?
On a scale of one to ten, one for very poor
Ten for excellent, how did I perform?
Your wife may think you are now on new drugs
If you receive less than six, you need to
Start fence mending before it is too late
A good husband sees his wife as his friend
A nice husband treats his wife as his lover
A decent husband regards his wife as a soul-mate
You should anticipate what your wife
Will need before she makes any request
By the way, have you ever bought a gift
For your wife without an occasion?
Do you have to wait for her birthday?
To inform her that she is very special to you?
Do you have to wait for your wedding anniversary?
To tell her that she is the best thing in your life
When last did you talk to your wife in-laws?
When last did you visit your wife in-laws?
What have you done to be called a good husband?
Ask for performance appraisal on a regular basis
Remember, if you make your wife happy
You will get happiness in return
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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In all, dozens upon dozens of groups and organizations have prioritized stopping the killing in Darfur before there is no one left to be killed. It is high time that we, the U.S. Congress, join our name to that list.
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Happy Wedding Anniversary
A special day to think about
The glory of how days had passed;
A special day to rest at last,
The woes and doubts about life past!
A special day to thank the Lord
Jesus, for bestowing blessings;
A special day to give the nod
For grace that prayer in life brings!
A special day to be afree
Of worries that the past had brought;
A special day to be happy
About God’s mercies you had got.
A special day to just rejoice
And stay in cloud nine for some time;
A special day of feats and poise,
And singing some nursery rhymes!
Most special day is ‘Wedding-Day’;
The heart is full of green-memoirs –
When children try to love repay,
Grand-children sing angelic-choirs!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-9-2009
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What Is Beauty
is it the outside
that shows how beautiful we are
that if we look good there
then in life and love we will go far
just because they look good
that really does not mean
that they are the most beautiful person
deep down inside within
you can still be the most beautiful person
ever to be known
even if on the outside
it is not shown
these are the people who
sparkle and shine so bright
inside these people are
such a beautiful sight
so what is beauty
is it the outside or within
well i dont know about you
but the inside should always win
In My Uniqueness
i am so special
i am so special
i am a winner
not a loser
a conqueror, born to conquer
from zero, to a hero
from nothing, to something
nobody, to somebody
from grass, to grace
came out of darkness
to show my ways
my God created me special
i am so special
heavenly king, i will reign
power over sorrow
and from pain
good in name
and of fame
good in spirit
and in mind
one of it kind
you will never, ever find
i am so special
so so special
poem by Matt Ancient
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God, Mary and Jesus
Can a good person give his lover grief
If he himself possesses all the powers?
Can a good person make his lover mortal
If he himself is immortal?
Can a good person deprive his son of a lover
For many years
If he himself has a lover?
Can a good person deprive his son
Of enough power, wealth and prestige
For many years
If he himself has all that?
Can a good person hurt his son
If no one is able to hurt him?
And so forth.
There are many people still now
Who do not give grief to their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their lovers!
There are many people still now
Who arrange marriage of their infants!
There are many people still now
Who give many of their belongings to their children!
There are many people still now
Who sacrifice their lives for their children!
Is God a bad person then?
There are many people still now
Who have more than one lover!
There are many people still now
Who have more than one child!
Does God lack sufficient amount of love?
Is there no other girl who loves God?
Does God dislike children?
If one son is enough for God,
What about a daughter?
Holy Spirit is no one else but Angel Gabriel
In the Holy Koran He is sometimes called Ruh
Which means Soul or Spirit
Because he is so near and dear to God's body
So please, don't say, Three;
There's only one God.
poem by Asif Andalib
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God's Playthings
Although we are like God’s children
But actually we are not
Because no sexual organ
Was involved in the process of creation of souls
The building blocks of everything that exist!
Besides we are not inside God’s womb
We are actually inside God’s mind!
Ideal parents never hurt
Their good children
But God hurts so many
Of His so-called children!
So many people are starving
Day after day!
So many people are suffering
From diseases and injuries!
Natural disasters
Kill so many people every year!
God is not our Mother and Father;
Mother and Father are much more
Affectionate, loving and caring!
Never-the-less God is the Best
Cause He loves most of us so much
Though we are not His children
And we are nothing
But playthings of God!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Good Times
Something has stuck in underneath my skin
Eyes all looking in for something within
Somewhere in here
Now everything I say gives this all away
Senses deadened again
Nothing lives today
Not in here
Here in your head
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Felt that I belonged
And now I feel that gone
Where it all went wrong
I traced it all along
Back here again
There was something calling me to negativity
Dark covering me
Shrouding every scene Im cast in
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you're feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Until you're feeling alright
Please answer
Im calling just to find out
If you could be there for me when I crack
The answer came
I found it buried in the trash there
I saw it stare
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you're feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Until you're feeling alright
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
song performed by by Finger Eleven
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The People Who Love Nature
Not seen as great or special or the leaders of our time
But to the people who love Nature i dedicate this rhyme
They dedicate their free time for the future of human kind
And in the person who loves Nature a great person you will find.
The person who loves Nature be it he or be it she
Is someone who is a good friend of all of humanity
For we belong to Nature though some may not agree
Like every other life form that's how 'twould seem to me.
The people who try to save the woodland from the bulldozer and chainsaw
And whilst in trying to save the trees they break a man made law
Are the real heroes and heroines and the unsung of our day
Though there are many out there who do not see it that way.
No special day to honour them and for them never a parade
And for the dead who did love Nature the last post is never played
They live to save the Planet and anonymity is their gain
But the people who love Nature as my heroes and my heroines do remain.
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poem by Francis Duggan
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Theres Always [[ dedicated to Keiaire Patrick]]
Theres always a friend in some ones life
that's just like the girl right here.
The girl that will scream something stupid in my ear.
Theres always a friend that tells you what to do.
A little bossy, but she always wants the best for you.
Theres always a friend who will come and save the day
when your bummed out, stressed out, and all the other things i can't say.
Theres always a friend that even if you argue with her she will come back, because thats your friend and she loves you thats a [[ fact.]]
Theres always a special friend who you will love and tresure until the end.
A girl named Keiaire is that special person in my life.
The special friend that was always there.
The special friend that will always care.
poem by Jennifer Marcelino
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The main foundations of every state, new states as well as ancient or composite ones, are good laws and good arms you cannot have good laws without good arms, and where there are good arms, good laws inevitably follow.
quote by Niccolo Machiavelli
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Someone Special
There are few people in your life that are special to you
Someone you love and you cannot see in pain
She is that someone special to me, having the qualities of a good person
She has a kind heart, someone who is humble
She is someone who is always ready to give a smile
But here stay is only for a short time
She is optimistic, she is down to earth
When she comes, our house gets bustled
Her father and family have somehow some problems
Yet she remained firm and patient
Knowing The Almighty would help them
An ode to someone special
An ode to my beloved cousin……………….
Nosherwan Khan
7/9/08
poem by Nosherwan khan
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We're a nation of laws, but the good thing about America, is that laws reside in the people and people can change the laws.
quote by Rick Warren
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