The Final Destination
The purpose of my life has been carried above
by an angel who has taken the shape of a dove.
Up and away she has gone from this arduous life,
free from the pain she suffered by day and night.
She’s gone to a place so much different to Earth,
the final destination searched for since birth.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Death Came Knocking At My Door
Knocking at my door
Death came knocking at my door
HE SAID: my life would be no more.
He was coming to take me away
To a place where I would stay.
I would be there for all eternity
And that my soul was finally free.
It would be a happier place
Where I would see a friendly face.
I SAID: are you not the “ grim reaper’?
HE SAID: oh no! I was your guardian angel
Here on earth, and your guardian
Till you reach that final sleep.
And when you open your eyes again
You will be with family and friends.
I will help you to earn your wings
For in heaven, that’s the normal thing.
Not every death is with the reaper
A lot of this is so much deeper
You have been watched from your birth
And we know just what you’re worth.
You have helped so many in your life
With your thoughts and deeds
and with that you did exceed.
You will continue to help in death
as you did in life.
This is the final sacrifice
poem by Louis Rams
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Final destination
Final destination
I guess we all have a few
Whether it coming to pivotal point
In life or finally deciding what to do
Some call heaven or hell
Our final destination
I guess, that a partial truth
I believe when one gets to heaven there
Joy yet work to do
Therefore no one knows the extent of travel
One would have to do
Now, there's hell, and there
You can't be through
For all of eternity,
the deep hold of darkness
Rules and mutilates you
There's no rest
Neither departure
So how can you be through?
For your mind will travel yet
Reminding you of all you use to do.
Final destination
Now there's a new scope
One thing for sure
The outcome of it all
Is strictly up to you!
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Sounds of Life and Love
Love: Which is more important: Love or life?
Life: Without life, there would be no love.
Love: But without love, life would have no meaning.
Life: True, but life gives birth to love.
Love: And what gives birth to life?
Life: Life gives birth to itself.
Love: Nothing gives birth to itself automatically,
There must be some cause, a reason or an action.
Life: Life is without any cause.
Love: If life is without a cause, then it is without a purpose.
Life: The purpose of life is life.
Love: No, the purpose of life is love.
Life: You must be born to exist.
Without life, there is nothing.
Love: Life is nothing growing from unborn love.
You just don't understand.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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Final destination
an angel’s spirit lives within the spirit of
man's heart, guide and lead every soul to
the boundless path of life everlasting
broken as we are, the spirit of the thy Lord
made it purified again, worthy to see the
magnificent rays of eternal light of life
done and made every immortal soul to the
highway of our destiny the road it takes will
always be the road to way back home to our
final destination to the Father's hand
all has to come to the feast of life, where
each one will be judged in accordance to what
you receive and to what each gives
life is full in the spirit of witnessing of giving
of what has been received for the kingdom is
nothing at all but, a life of sharing without taking
of what you receive
It’s a final rejuvenation of each soul, and all are
invited to the feast of giving our life to the
Father in heaven, a final destination of every
Life.....
poem by Antonio Liao
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Life’s Cycle
A gasp of air was sent from above
and was carried further on the wings of a dove.
A gust of wind carried it on to its intended place
where an intake of breath gave a life its first taste.
This first breath known as a life giving spirit
stays with a soul until it reaches life’s limit.
From there it’s returned from whence it came
to be rejuvenated and sent to a new life again.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Every Person Has An Angel
Every person has an Angel,
Who watch us from above,
They fly down from Heaven,
Whenever we need their love.
Some Angels may be a loved one,
Who has died and passed from earth,
Are maybe your Angel,
Has been with you since birth.
Some Angels stay always with us,
Forever by our side,
They have their wings around us,
To keep us warm inside.
They help us with our burdens,
And help to ease our fears,
They help us through our pain,
And wipe away our tears.
You cannot see your Angel,
Though they are always near,
But in certain circumstances,
Your Angel may appear.
Your Angel may appear to you,
In a dream or by their touch,
To tell you in your time of need,
They will be your crutch.
And in your final moments,
When death is at your door,
Your Angel will take you by the hand,
And through the Heavens soar.
Your Angel will leave you at the gate,
As all of Heaven sings,
God will come to greet you,
And give you your Angel Wings.
By Richard Netherland Cook
poem by Richard Netherland Cook
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Shape Me Like A Man
Spark my body into existence
Breath your life into me
Fill these eyes with temptation
Work your mystery
Make me in the image you desire
Raise me up from the earth
Let me be your creation
Women, give me birth
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Shape me like a man
Put this broken body in motion
With a strong and natural drive
Fill my flesh with sensation
Women let me know Im alive
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Take me in your hands
And shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Like a man
Shape me like a man
Make me like a man
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Raffles of Life
death fear and tremble every heart, a final
destination of every soul, of no where to
believe that death is not an exemption of
life but life after this life, it’s the end of
every beginning, nor the fate to
accept that it’s the final
happiness that man
has long waited for
in life
you don’t need to live because you want to die,
though, you have to die in order to live, the
meaning catches many stream in the
river and sea, every thing will be
happy, you may not find but you
may seek it, for in the end the
paradise is waiting
even the clouds have something to say
the night has been envying the day
the stones rushing the shore
to be seen, for in every
birds, there is feather
that flees
so why all have got there shared to be
raffle in life, the air breath has but
nothing to see, though the eyes
close vividly can feel, the
beauty of death, the
Prophets and
Messenger
always
shout
for
thee
as life comes and it may go, the raffles. seems
so easy when you’re Free.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Our Angel
The world lost an Angel
She walked beside you
And you never knew
She lived next to you
And you never knew
But when she touched your life
It was unmistakable
The love, the warmth, the caring,
And the endless giving which overflowed
From her heart and soul
Could only come from that of an Angel
Our Angel was a Mother and a Grandmother
Our Angel was a Sister and a Wife
Our Angel was a Friend and a Mentor
Our hearts ache with sadness and emptiness
For, Our Angel has moved on to a new world
A world where Souls fly free
A world without pain
A world where Our Angel has Wings
We mourn for OUR loss, but let us not forget
Life is to be celebrated
And the remembrance cherished
If, our Angel could speak to us know, she would tell you…
“Please don’t cry, celebrate my life, enjoy being together on this day.
Remember my smile, my good deeds, my love for my
Family and friends, and keep me alive in your heart.”
Our Angel is Patricia Ann Cox and
Heaven is now a better place
Giving In To The Pain
world not all that it seems,
it's a cruel place,
where things happen,
without an explanation,
i use to think there was a reason,
to why things happen,
now...i don't know what to think,
nothing is making sense,
i want a way out,
but don't know how,
i'm sick of dealing with pain,
it something i can't control,
but, it seem to stick to me like tape,
in some shape or form,
i think of one way out,
just to be free,
from this life i call prison,
nothing seem to change,
life still gets the best of me,
sometimes family can't understand,
to them,
i'm not suffering,
it's all in my head,
to them,
i'm just crazy,
because i'm different in a way,
they just don't understand,
i doubt that they ever will,
i'm doing everything i can,
just to seem fine,
they don't know,
i'm missing everything in my life,
my happiness i had in life,
everything i had going for me,
i would trade life,
just so i won't feel this pain,
i know life has pain,
why this much?
what the point?
i'm hating myself more,
should i just give in?
Copyright © 2009
11-18-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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As a wanderer upon this earth (Terzanelle)
Far from the place of my birth
life has driven me
as a wanderer upon this earth
never truly to be free
to another shore
life has driven me
far from the one that I adore
to breath corrupted air
to another shore
where death waits prowling everywhere,
stalking like a wild animal snarling
to breath corrupted air,
far from my home and you my darling
seeking the answers to life
stalking like a wild animal snarling
I am now free from man and wife,
far from the place of my birth
seeking the answers to life,
as a wanderer upon this earth.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Want To Slow Down?
Rushing here and rushing there, men in a hurry to get just where?
Racing down the highway of life, creating on the roads such strife.
When arriving at their destination, what then is their consolation?
Only more racing through the day, and more grief along the way.
Each day begins a hectic pace, appearing to grip the human race,
Men never stop to take a breath; before long they’re facing death.
Many lives simply go too fast, pursuing things that just won’t last.
Is there maybe a better way, to begin and end each passing day?
What matters when all is done; isn’t life more than work and fun?
Is there not a deeper meaning, to give purpose to our very being?
Seemingly facing death after birth, when living life upon this earth,
Is there something better friend, when our lives come to the end?
If you could only slow your pace, you could then join another race,
You could join the race with Christ, a race that ends in Eternal Life.
Slowing down to hear God’s voice, can be for you another choice,
Just take the time and He is heard, upon the pages of God’s Word.
In The Bible, you will see His plan, for the earth and for every man,
A plan that gives our life meaning, and in His Son a new beginning.
With a life of purpose and peace; an eternal life that will not cease,
And all that you must do to start, is to accept Christ into your heart.
(Copyright ©03/2007)
The Eleven Angels # 9
(9) Purpose Angel
Am your Purpose Angel,
My job is not considered the less
but to help you find and
express your unique purpose
and special talents in life
poem by Noel Horlanda
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Tears of a Lie
When a new day blooms
Clouds shall began to roam the skies
A birth of a angel booms
An other angel will die soon
Clouds began to gather around a angel's cry
Darken and filled with lies
The clouds began to weep for an angel's life
Their tears will fall down in strides
For each truth an cloud cry
It shall crash and splash into a thousand lies
A death of an angel
For a birth of a devil
When you know the story of a angel's life
Filled with sadness, it may make you cry
Each angel contains the truth of living a life
The angel's cries will turn the truth to a lie
Each angel will pass a story on
Pass a story by a sad song
For each story an angel's work in life
Will bring tears even to Lie's eyes
(5-12-10)
poem by Elisha De La Rosa
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Dont Let The Sun Go Down On Me
I cant light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
Im growing tired and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life
Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance to change your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Oh, oh
Dont let the sun go down on me
Although I searched myself
Its always someone else I see
Im just another fragment of your life
To wander free
But losing everything
Is like the sun going down on me
Sun going down on me
I cant find all the right romantic lines
But see me once and see the way I feel
Dont discard me just because you think I mean you harm
But these cuts I have for any love
And love to help them heal, help them heal
Dont let the sun go down on me
Although I searched myself
Its always someone else I see
Im just another fragment of your life
To wander free, free
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me
(dont let the sun go down on me)
Although I searched myself
Its always someone else that I see
Im just another fragment of your life
To wander free, free
But losing everything
Is like the sun going down on me
Sun going down on me
Dont let it go down on me
Dont let the sun go down on me
Dont let the sun go down on me
Dontcha let the sun go down
Go down on me, no no no
Dont let the sun
Dont let the sun go down
Dont let the sun go down on me
Dont let the sun go down
Dont let it go down, no no no no
No no no
Dont let the sun go down on me
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Carried Away
(barry gibb/albhy galuten)
There you are
Shiny as a morning star
Its a figure of speech
But youre still out of reach
You never told me loving you could be so wrong and right
And its gonna be a lonely night
I turn to you
You turn away
Youre looking at someone else
And here am i
Loving you more and more
Weve got an open door, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Cest la vie
So you wanna play another part
Can you say goodbye
Can you live a lie
Shell never give you what I gave you was my breaking heart
Better than I ever knew
And if you can live without my love
Youre really gonna be alone
And here am i
Walking against the crowd
Calling your name out loud, my love
Oh let it be just a state of mind
And suddenly you appear
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Carried away
Baby there aint no final word
Ill be yours again
I got a world of tenderness
Yours until the end
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
Im carried away
To be carried away
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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My Death Angel
Angel of mine
tell me I'm fine
Keep me sane
please take my pain away
Oh Angel of mine
My Angel of death
Until my time comes
and I take my last breath.
Be here with me
look in my eyes
see what I see
And when my time does come
I will feel free from my self
oh death angel
love of my life
bring me my death
My freedom
from life and pain
Angel........
Angel of love
Angel of hate
Angel of pain
Angel of hope
Angel of God
Angel of the death
Angel of happeness
Angel of sadness
Angel of madness
Angel gives me everthing in life as my friend
poem by Anees Akbar
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You Are The Pain (part 2)
You Are The Pain and
You Are The Joy (part 2)
You are the Pain and the joy,
on the stage of life.
You are the pain, when your are distant
from me and you are the joy in my
memories of you.
You are the pain, when your touch, I
can not feel and you are the joy,
as I hold you near.
You are the pain, when tears you
have caused, and you are the joy, for the
laughter in my life.
You are the pain, when indifference enters
our life and you are the joy, when you
place me before others.
You are the pain, when you busy life, has
little time for me and you are the joy,
when there is just us.
You are the pain, as you seek that which
glitters in life and you are the joy,
as you are immersed, in the makings of God.
You are the pain, when angered and abrupt
and you are the joy when seeking
to make amends.
You are the pain, when anger is your
roadblock to reason and you are the
joy, when you step back and seek
a solution.
You are the pain, in you compulsives and singleness
of purpose, to be successful...and you are
a joy, when you blanket those you
care for, with love.
You are the pain, when impatience leads you down
an uncertain path and you are the joy, as you
carefully plot a pragmatic course.
You are the pain, when you listen...but
do not hear and you the joy, when
patient and understanding.
You are the pain, when other matters,
substitute our love, and you are the joy,
when we are fused together as one.
You the a pain, in our spirited
disagreements, and you are
the joy, as you say, I love you.
The lesson we know well, that in
this life, there is no joy, unless
there is pain.
Of That We Know...
You are the Pain and the joy,
on the stage of life.
You are the pain, when your are distant
from me and you are the joy in my
memories of you.
You are the pain, when your touch I
can not feel and you are the joy,
as I hold you near.
You are the pain, when tears you
have caused and you are the joy, for the
laughter in my life.
You are the pain, when indifference enters
our life and you are the joy, when you
place me before others.
You are the pain, when you busy life, has
little time for me and you are the joy,
when there is just us.
You are the pain, as you seek that which
glitters in life and you are the joy,
as you are immersed, in the makings of God.
You are the pain, when angered and abrupt
and you are the joy when seeking
to make amends.
You are the pain, when anger is your
roadblock to reason and you are the
joy, when you step back and seek
a solution.
You are the pain, in you compulsives and singleness
of purpose, to be successful...and you are
a joy, when you blanket those you
care for, with love.
You are the pain, when impatience leads you down
an uncertain path and you are the joy, as you
carefully plot a pragmatic course.
You are the pain, when you listen...but
do not hear and you the joy, when
patient and understanding.
You are the pain, when other matters,
substitute our love, and you are the joy,
when we are fused together as one.
You the a pain, in our spirited
disagreements, and you are
the joy, as you say, I love you.
The lesson we know well, that in
this life, there is no joy, unless
there is pain.