Victory in the Eyes of God
Goal of demanding challenges,
Please us with the victory,
In this land of the courageous
And the brave
And the triumphant.
Fortune is bold a gift from God,
As it gashes a wound from above
And the head of our populace shall bleed
A death so dangerous and then designed by God -
Those dreaded ones must be contained in the inhalation
Of good deeds, as of now.
We casually determine our routine on the path to heaven,
As well, the munched travel is befitting to sword of dreams.
The goal has been attached to our life,
And breaking the bond to the dead is called living.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Land Of Beyond
Have ever you heard of the Land of Beyond,
That dreams at the gates of the day?
Alluring it lies at the skirts of the skies,
And ever so far away;
Alluring it calls: O ye the yoke galls,
And ye of the trail overfond,
With saddle and pack, by paddle and track,
Let's go to the Land of Beyond!
Have ever you stood where the silences brood,
And vast the horizons begin,
At the dawn of the day to behold far away
The goal you would strive for and win?
Yet ah! in the night when you gain to the height,
With the vast pool of heaven star-spawned,
Afar and agleam, like a valley of dream,
Still mocks you a Land of Beyond.
Thank God! there is always a Land of Beyond
For us who are true to the trail;
A vision to seek, a beckoning peak,
A farness that never will fail;
A pride in our soul that mocks at a goal,
A manhood that irks at a bond,
And try how we will, unattainable still,
Behold it, our Land of Beyond!
poem by Robert William Service
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Life is a teacher.
Life is a puzzle that challenges the master mind
Life is a struggle
Life is commitment
Life is a mystery
Life is a goal- achieve it
Life is a dream to fulfil.
Life is an opportunity
life is a vow, fulfil it.
Life is a duty, perform it
Life is a dangerous game, that we play,
The sun and the rain shows the pleasure and pain.
Life is full of questions
Life is full of intentions
Life is full of elations
celebrations
inspirations
relax ation
acceleration
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift when you spend it with the one you love
Life is a teacher, the more we live the more we learn.
L- Lovely. I- insightful. F- Full of joy. E – Enjoyable
Accept it.
poem by Lucia Domingos Fula
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To will is to select a goal, determine a course of action that will bring one to that goal, and then hold to that action till the goal is reached. The key is action.
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The goal wasn't to be a millionaire or to be a Hollywood star. That was not the goal. The goal was something about - the goal was to find the goal, but I knew where it was.
quote by James Earl Jones
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May 26, 1828
Gift haphazard, unavailing,
Life, why were thou given me?
Why art thou to death unfailing
Sentenced by dark destiny?
Who in harsh despotic fashion
Once from Nothing called me out,
Filled my soul with burning passion
Vexed and shook my mind with doubt?
I can see no goal before me;
Empty heart and idle mind.
Life monotonously o'er me
Roars, and leaves a wound behind.
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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True Action!
We are laborer,
Absolutely Pure laborer!
Then why, suffering, complaining,
On own stresses, about unnecessary sweats and toiling!
Work that must be inspired,
Where worker should never come to tire.
No exhaustion but the enjoyment while working,
And true nobler are enthusiastic about goal pursuing!
True Goal is not achieving the goal,
But striving to reach the goal is the real goal.
One should keep the goal to shoot at the highest emplacement,
So that one can enjoy his whole life without getting retirement.
Goal should be so high so that none can reach,
Why should ideal be kept so high so that it can’t be reached?
Striving to reach the highest is the moment where we grow,
Reaching the goal is the end of the goal, hence it will simply blow.
poem by Warner Keisham
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What Is A Hero
And to be hero
So brave
But by choice or manner
Excelling at tasks makes not
But to only save, protect
Putting others before self
For the justice
Every ounce of time never-ending
Spent on others but to no avail
The goal is not to be noticed but to save and protect
This goal is achieved every hour lifting all up
Even when put in the way of danger, trusted willingly or not
Taking the challenge knowing that you might not go back
And if succeeding to grasp the victory
The life is still given to honor others
Lost and being lost to death’s grasp forevermore
But can it?
The hero is the shield
Protector
Savior
Even if no one sees for the HERO never lets go of heart
And that is the hero that is graced through the blindness of others
All the while saving and rescuing for the good
Just HERO
poem by Ghost Poet
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Ghosts of Dreams
We are all of us dreamers of dreams,
On visions our childhood is fed;
And the heart of a child is unhaunted, it seems,
By ghosts of dreams that are dead.
From childhood to youth's but a span,
And the years of our life are soon sped;
But the youth is no longer a youth, but a man,
When the first of his dreams is dead.
'Tis a cup of wormwood and gall,
When the doom of a great man is said;
And the best of a man is under a pall
When the best of his dreams is dead.
He may live on by compact and plan
When the fine bloom of living is shed,
But God pity the little that's left of a man
When most of his dreams are dead.
Let him show a brave face if he can;
Let him woo fame and fortune instead;
Yet there's not much to do, but to bury a man
When the last of his dreams is dead.
poem by William Herbert Carruth
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Mindfulness of Life
When we understand that life is short and
Time is precious and if we will have developed
Some understanding of the Dharmma and life wisdom,
It becomes more precious.
Do not procrastinate,
Do what should be done today,
We don’t know whether we will be still alive tomorrow.
Today, now, do what should be done,
Try to accomplish your dreams, to do what you want to do.
Be mindful where am I going, What is my life goal?
Let go of the things of past, and
Be willing to fully live in the present;
Be willing to change and grow.
Often we are afraid and fail to change, to grow,
And because of lack of confidence and self trust.
We don’t try our best and not determine enough.
We are responsible for ourselves and our life,
No matter what happened in the past and now,
Without blaming anyone.
It is a natural thing for every being to experience
Good and bad things in life,
reflecting on this it helps to let go to not get attached.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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The Outlaws
1914
Through learned and laborious years
They set themselves to find
Fresh terrors and undreamed-of fears
To heap upon mankind.
ALl that they drew from Heaven above
Or digged from earth beneath,
They laid into their treasure-trove
And arsenals of death:
While, for well-weighed advantage sake,
Ruler and ruled alike
Built up the faith they meant to break
When the fit hour should strike.
They traded with the careless earth,
And good return it gave:
They plotted by their neighbour's hearth
The means to make him slave.
When all was ready to their hand
They loosed their hidden sword,
And utterly laid waste a land
Their oath was pledged to guard.
Coldly they went about to raise
To life and make more dread
Abominations of old days,
That men believed were dead.
They paid the price to reach their goal
Across a world in flame;
But their own hate slew their own soul
Before that victory came.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Interview with Manuel Negrete
What is the most beautiful goal?
A goal with friends; a goal that is itself a goal;
A goal that is a beginning, and a goal that ends.
What is the most perfect fulcrum?
The human body where it casts a shadow.
When will the earth shift on its axis?
When the moon becomes a meteorite
And imagination lifts the heart.
Did the Azteca fly up from its foundation?
All of Mexico emerged from the ground.
Is Quetzalcoatl a soccer god?
He plays with the morning star.
What do you do with your time?
I live in the blinding moment.
poem by Salvatore Ala
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Prose: Achieving Your Goal
The most important things in life are often those we have to choose from at critical times. They very often represent and determine the course our life will take and to what extent we have in controlling or shaping it. With whatever choice we make, opportunities arise and by making the most of these we realise the relative benefits to be gained or otherwise. Through our committment and willingness to achieve a goal, irrespective of what obstacles there may be or we come across, we move forward and progress is made in our endeavour. If the goal is something we have set our mind and heart on whatever setbacks or obstacles are encountered we should take them to be the hurdles to overcome.
By repeated experience we learn the necessary disciplines with which to train or involve our mind and body to reach our goal. When we recognise and forego or sacrifice certain habits that are not conducive to our overall progress we release more energy by which to accomplish our end. By sustained right effort we put in motion the train of events that will bring about the right results, but we should not be too attached to the fruits thereof. Too much attachment is a cause of blindness, disappointment and suffering. However with the right mental attitudes including positive thinking and actions we should learn from and leave behind past failures by always striving onwards to our desired objective or set goal.
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poem by George Krokos
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My Goal?
My goal?
To please God.
And do as He wishes.
That is my goal.
However...
I am sure God realizes,
My flesh is weak to temptation teases.
And even though I feel entrapped,
Within this 'maze' we call life...
I know some things I have done has pleased Him.
Since I have no problems at all,
With sleeping peacefully at night!
Unlike some others...
Who have self righteous appetites.
And even quoting scriptures and speaking in tongues...
They complain that nothing is right,
Or they can not see in their lives...
All the good for them God has done!
My goal?
To please God.
And do as He wishes.
Plus...
On this journey?
To stay as far away from those folks as possible!
That is my goal!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet- On Earth, Bad Men Seem To Fare Better
The world, threatens the best of righteous men;
Bad men join groups to taunt them all their life;
But upright men have good deeds as haven;
Unhurt and stronger, they emerge from strife.
No doubt, the way things happen, none can bear;
The world believes in lies and pomp and show;
The evil ones appear to mostly fare;
The upright men are caused immense harm/woe.
Even the land for burying dead is sold;
There is no peace of mind and heart and soul;
Ignored are illiterate, the weak and old;
Accruing wealth fast-track is now man's goal.
The fate of fellow-men depends on men;
Some make the earth Heaven, yet miss Heaven.
poem by John Celes
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Goal Goal Goal
the world
like the football field
is not for one
to say one is best
but to show
why one is best
brains, legs,
hands, eyes,
hair, balls, flags
and all
a goal is all
that counts
goal goal goal
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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World, Wise head & Football
World on leg, world by leg, world in leg not hand
Shooting, moving, going
From to from, from to from, from to from
World on head, world by head, world in head not hand
Only two-operator touch world by their all
Heading, shooting or kicking moving, going from to from
We feel exciting with love or loveless
We total world exclaim goal, goal and goal
I believe immensely
Football is world
Head of wise man
No doubt consequence
Enough similarity has between wise man & football
Player's are playing football by leg or head
Exactly society is a stadium
Where people are playing or acting game
By adoration or abhor like by head or foot to wise man
And seer next & next generation
Wise man get adoration or abhor from society.
Shooting, moving, going
From to from, from to from, from to from
When he will go to eternal from this cosmic
Then we will shout that he was a good man.
World on leg, world by leg, world in leg not hand
Shooting or kicking, moving, going
From to from, from to from, from to from
We total world exclaim
Goal, goal, goal.
poem by Mashiur Rahman
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I don't think art is a goal orientated business. I don't do things for the challenges, I only do them because I love them, I'm not really a goal orientated, achiever type of person.
Fortune helps the game.
How to take a ball to the opposite court-
By kick, shot, pass will not ensure a goal.
How to convert it to a goal secures the goal.
But for good luck, you are nowhere, mind.
02.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Brave Face
(mccartney/macmanus)
My brave, my brave, my brave face
Ive been living in style
Unaccustomed as I am
To the luxury life
Ive been hitting the town
And it didnt hit back
Ive been doing the rounds
Unaccustomed as I am
To the time on my hands
Now I dont have to tell anybody
When Im gonna get back
Ever since you went away Ive had the sentimental inclination not to change a single thing
As I pull the sheet back on the bed I want to go bury my head in your pillow
Now that Im alone again
I cant stop breaking down again
The simplest things set me off again
Take me to that place
Where I can find my brave face
Where I can find my brave face
My brave, my brave, my brave face
Ive been living a lie
Unaccustomed as I am
To the work of a housewife
I been breaking up dirty dishes
And been throwing them away
Ever since you left I have been trying to compose a baby, would you please come home note meant for you
As I clear away another untouched tv dinner from the table I made for two
Now that Im alone again
I cant stop breaking down again
The simplest things set me off again
Take me to that place
Where I can find my brave face
Where I can find my brave face
My brave, my brave, my brave face
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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We must have a theme, a goal, a purpose in our lives. If you don't know where you're aiming, you don't have a goal. My goal is to live my life in such a way that when I die, someone can say, she cared.
quote by Mary Kay Ash
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