Heaven Sent
A love of heart and soul I've yearned for
Then God gave me, you
The riches of this world can't keep me away
You are my lifeline
My tree of wisdom,
To you I cling when the clouds mount stormy winds
Your branches enfolding for a lifetime
I care not for your past mistakes
For this was part of your journey
Shaking off baggage of my past
All that matters
Is that now, together our journey begins
You are my tree
For I love you endlessly
Forever shading me
Under your canopy
Of angel attended leaves...
poem by Persian Khushi
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My dear Love
Let me die in your loving arm, and love you
Endlessly may i'll be the petal of your dream; as i
guide you in the star journey to the heavenly universe
may the mute lips be the whisper of your heart,
that call my name be in your memory forever, take me
to the passion of soul and lead me to the wisdom
of your charm
honestly listen to my stammering voice of
adoration, and promise may not that for in every stream,
looks of what was yesterday and satisfy every loving
care be on the closeness of time to stand in my side of
where i'm may go will always live with you
may the journey of mine, well come to unending
search of each beginning of your passing day with
me my dear, where the wide sky be a part of every fly
of bird, shinning its feather to live up high
dare I not, to close your eye and believe that all
be the lone shadow of your loving care in our every
journey dearest one.......trust my love and we will
dare....to fly
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Journey
when you can look
in the mirror,
and see your self naked
without running like hell...
the journey begins!
when you can look
at your every action,
judging your self honestly
by motive and intent...
the journey begins!
when you can give away
all that you cling to
without asking for anything
in return...
the journey begins!
when you can do the right thing
irregardless of the cost,
not caring what anyone says
or thinks...
the journey begins!
when you can see the faces
of God in the people you
despise the most, the ones
who've hurt you the most...
the journey begins!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Beauty Tree
I see a tree sitting in the stream
flowing past it as the waters gleamed
time twisted and turned the roots ashore
the flowers of the tree of which i adore
falling to the clear water at its floor
keeping the tree buried in the cold water
just like the seeds broken from a poor plotter
a season to come and a season to leave
to the water i will always forever cleave
but as the leaves begin to stray away
the sun shining upon the dieing day
the tree although not so beautiful anymore
begins a new journey upon the midday shore
poem by Branden Aeling
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Sprinkle Your Love
The glazing sunshine
Afternoon
Under that tree
Tree with dry leaves
Visible roots
Dry earth
Give me water
To drink
And sprinkle your love
On the bareness of my heart
The sky and some patches of white clouds
I stretch
Hold my hands
The hands dry like the branches of that tree
Hold my hands
For these hands
May grow some leaves
And fruits
Like the hope
I have
From the tree
My love
Do not despair
There is blood
Still running in my veins
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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I'm Just An Ordinary Tree
My existence
start from a little piece of seed...
First, I was bury on the ground...
Then, I showed my two cute leaves up in to world...
But it didn't end just like that...
I grow... more and more...
With love, hope and care,
I became a tree...
Tree with many leaves,
if you need some shady circumstance...
Tree with a strong wood,
if you need me to make a good wardrobe...
Tree with a tight root,
if you want to make a solid foundation...
Tree with a sincerely pray,
if you need a support...
Tree with an everlasting presence,
if you need a friend beside you forever...
Tree with a dry branch,
if you want to share your tears...
Tree with a pure dew,
if you feel thirsty...
Tree with a warm wind,
if you get cold and alone...
Tree with a full color's flowers,
if you feel your life so black and white...
Tree with many hopes,
if you lost your dreams away...
But... after all,
I'm just an ordinary Tree...
By: Tree
22 May 2007,7: 02 PM
Saddest Part
My life is always pretending
Its endlessly ending with you
I gave up your shadow
And that is the coldest truth
And the secrets we once shared
They turned into: I don't care
And I know that I will always dream of you
And I already gave you my heart
I said now I,
I already gave you my heart
Oh but youre still so empty
And that is the saddest part
You had me looking for something
When there was nothing to find, ohh
And I was so willing
And willing has left me behind
I'm a lover for love, this blame
And my scars they meant my shame
I love you, the best thing I could
I already gave you my heart
I said now I,
I already gave you my heart
Oh youre still so empty
And that is the coldest part
And you know I placed your soul far above me
On a place still too far above me yeah
And I, I already gave you my heart
I said now I,
I already gave you my heart
Oh baby I,
I already gave you my heart
Your love is so damn empty
And that is my saddest part
My life is always pretending
Its endlessly ending with you
song performed by by Anastacia
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And then there were none
There were ten
Waiting by the road
Ready for a journey
Of an entire lifetime
The ten crossed the lake,
But the tenth was too scared
He left the others to their fates
And departed with some joy.
And then there were nine
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime
The nine walked over a bridge
But the ninth saw a beauty
Pursued her, leaving the rest
And sealed his own fate
And then there were eight
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
As they walked by the gorge,
The eighth saw a tree
Laden with fruits. Hunger
Consumed his life away
And then there were seven
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
As they walked by the mountain
Cold consumed their hearts.
The seventh saw a route
To escape from the way.
And then there were six
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
The trail went on and on
Never showed a sign of ending
The sixth lost all hope
And left the party, disgruntled.
And then there were five
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
As they walked by the desert
Their throats parched
The fifth simply
Lost the will to carry on.
And then there were four
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
They walked by the river..
And the fourth saw
His family dead. Grief
Caused him to kill himself.
And then there were three
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
They walked into the cave
And the third saw gold.
Left the journey and
Retired to a new world.
And then there were two
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
They walked by the plain
Feet overcome with pain
They began to hate the other
And the second lay dead.
And then there was one
Walking by the road,
Engrossed in the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
He struggled to reach the box
His left hand stretched
But at the moment of glory
His wounds killed him.
And then there were none.
Walking by the road,
Consumed by the journey
Of an entire lifetime.
poem by Devdan Vaidyanathan
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Upon Our Journey
Upon our Journey many fruitful trees we shall pass.
How are we ever know our favourite to taste
If we are forever wasting the present indulging
In a taste we have already relegated to a memory inducing nostalgia?
Only when striding onwards will we ever know for sure
That no cure for our hearts ailments lay upon the fruit tree
Beyond the horizon – We can always journey backwards
If we are convinced the fruits we left will never be tasted
With such sweet Joy again – But know that it will forever
Toy upon your mind if you do not seek to find a fruit unknown
To your heart. So hard it is to start again and allow the ghost
Of a memories fading to pass without a sigh – So hard it is to
Part with the skies that have kept us sane for so long now it should
Pain us to consider a lifetime without the fruit we have come to know
Yet we must continue upon our journey – Evermore we must flow.
poem by David Lacey
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Human
Lifetime. The biography of the human
race.
History. The story so far...the story of
humanity.
Generation to generation. You were...I
am.
Family. The quavering stability.
Warmth. Companionship in a cold world.
Reason. The wrinkle of the head.
Love. The insanity of the heart.
Frost. The loneliness of failure.
Heat. The illusion of success.
Burn. The reality of betrayal.
Alone. The deception of solitude.
Touch. The healing of loneliness.
Forgiveness. The divinity of humanity.
Passion. A heart ablaze.
Success. Flight above sky limit.
Anger. Brief madness.
Bitterness. Cancer of the heart.
Revenge. The cocktail of payback.
Adversity. The food of man.
Feeling. The enemy of faith.
Memory. The home of the past.
Past. The claw of yesterday.
Frustration. The echo of rejection.
Sickness. The distortion of normalcy.
Speech. The scream of the heart.
Thought. The speaking of the soul with
itself.
Silence. The loudest wisdom.
Listening. Rarest act.
Pride. Prelude to removal of helium from
balloon.
Music. Life in motion.
Dance. Soul expression.
Lyrics. The dancing of words.
Pain. Surgery without anesthesia.
Tears. A rush of sea to the eye shore.
Smile. Laughter in slow motion.
Moments. The photograph of a lifetime.
Time. The portrait of forever.
Giving. The inlet for reception.
Beauty. An iridescence of imperfection.
Happiness. Most sought after.
Glory. The hope of man.
Regrets. The baggage of the journey.
Mistakes. The growth of wisdom.
Introspection. You looking at you.
Face. Emotion billboard.
Peace. Life at rest.
Hope. The thread of life.
Life. The name of the play.
Time. The name of the referee.
Man. The name of the actor.
Sin. The name of the villain.
Death. The name of the end.
God. The name of the author.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Leaves Turning Grey
Like a carcass lays, an ancient tree,
he tried to pray, through celestial seas,
but his spirit flew just like a bee.
Everyday he gazed at crying clouds,
the wind through his branches was so loud.
He looked for listening ears
as he stood in a sea of tears.
O tree, do you still wade?
Why have you lost your will to change?
O tree, leaves turning grey,
your roots have lost their range.
But how can one ask for help,
when you're not helping yourself?
And so this tree founded on sand,
with the wind tumbled to land.
He's an arboreal fool,
in a world that pulls
his heart and blood apart.
O tree, you've lost your blood,
your dead branches lay in the mud.
O tree, leaves turning grey,
your roots in such ground won't stay.
poem by Soren Valentine
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Lifes A Journey
I say life’s a journey, because life’s something we have once and everything we do and say is something we can’t go back and change. So I look at life as a journey. That I have to live full out, with no regrets. I don’t have time to live in the past or think about all the bad things. Almost all human being takes life for granted, and I don’t want to be one of those people. So I promised my self to never ever live with regrets, so I try to do whatever my heart tells me. And I try to stand up for all my believes, and I can’t do that if I live in the past or with regrets. It’s a waist of time,
Because life’s a journey.
I usually say if you got a dream go for it, because giving up on a dream is like giving up on life and giving up on life is like sitting and asking god to die. I know it’s hard to go for your dream when people tell you, that you won’t make it. So I just tell my self, whenever I fall I get back up, because I won’t give up without a fight.
Because life’s a journey.
What you’ve got if you don’t have faith, I know it’s hard to hold on to, when we live in a world like this. But I always hold on to my faith and my hopes.
My believes is what often keeps me going,
Because life’s a journey.
Life is hard, we all know it isn’t fair but I say stop worrying about what you/we don’t have and appreciate what you/we have. Because whenever you/we have a bad day someone else has a worse day and in worse case someone might be dying,
Because life’s a journey.
This world need some love, I know it’s easier to hate than love but at least could we try to respect each other. We would get so much more out of this journey then, I really believe that. Maybe sometimes we should just start to think about our self’s than everybody else. Because if we keep hate on each other, we will soon see world war 3, and I don’t think any one wants that to happen. I wish we could all respect each other, black and white, blue and yellow, bigger and smaller. Because at the end of the day we all human being on a journey that can end any time. It’s sad but it’s true,
Because life’s a journey.
Life’s a journey till the day it ends and when it ends there is no looking back or taking back. We had our changes only doomsday will show us if we wasted our time on our journey or if we enjoyed the journey and appreciated what we had. When we are at the end of our journey that’s when we have to face death. Many people forget we have to die because they might be afraid, but I’m not because it’s a part of life.
Life’s a journey till it ends.
poem by Precious Mason
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The Divine Tree
In my mind I see perched upon a rocky hill
Standing firm a silhouetted tree so strong and still
Its roots extend well below the turf
Reaching deep to the centre of the earth
Its sprawling branches stretch in a canopy above
High into the sky to heaven where there’s much love
This tree is magical and a symbol for us to see
As it bears fruit, good things given by divinity
Of love compassion, peace and self awareness
To visualise the tree is a privilege I confess
But all can see if they search enough
Even though the mist at times make viability tough
The wind of your thought in its branches whisper through
And brings forth its fruit for those that stay true
And if sometimes when you try to climb to its branches on high
When life seems touch and you really have to try
The branch it may break and then you may fall
But the tree will still stand it stays there for us all
And then you must try once again you see
Each time you get further higher in the great tree
And each time you make a higher ascent
You get higher into its canopy to Heaven sent
Soaring the Sky
Soaring the sky with an Angel of Beauty
The Dragon protects his Angel’s heart
Flying peacefully with her above the blue sea
That forever his glory is the Angel a part
Soaring the sky with an Angel of Clarity
The Angel opens the Dragon’s fierce eyes
From his hellish surmise to her angelic verity
His eyes become calm, a wise Dragon begins to arise
Soaring the sky freely as they always wish to be
As the Angel of Beauty and Clarity is one of the same
As protecting his Angel is his priority duty
As each other’s heart and soul they forever claim
Soaring the sky together above heaven’s flight
As they sail the clouds among the ocean of winds
Where the blaze of their love burns eternally bright
As they feel the heavenly love they share within
Soaring the sky he flies with her overflowing loving prosperity
Below the full bright moon with a zephyr breeze
Because spreading his wings with her is pure serenity
That forever protecting and loving his Angel he desires to be
poem by Christopher Cardoso
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Death Angel in my eyes
In this hat of the ancestors sacrifice,
In this hurt of the spirit of my conscience,
I go because I must leave to feast with the legends,
I am leaving the shining African valleys, agents
I must leave, do not lament, you will rune my journey,
May I put down my soul’s tools?
I am famous in keens and tours of the African land,
Near and far they breathe my prominence,
I was acknowledged by all; traditional herbalist, scientist,
Clowns, technicians, artists, rascals, workers
Lazybones of noble African land but out of the rest;
I need no company from any of them,
May I put down my soul’s tools?
This journey is my specific unaccompanied,
Thought were made; the good and the bad,
The were many wishes and dream to life,
My ambition were still burning to bust achievement
Target were made, jobs already started, the were
Many jokes to crack but it is now beyond schedule
The juice was worth the squeeze, I am
Ready to go and live with my ancestors,
May I put down my soul’s tools?
My past give me a dark journey; rushing my road
Sweeping my soul, winding way, blinding my journey
For my past mistakes and hates, habits,
Blights and greed’s, out of my past come
This dark journey to death but this not
A journey of choice, may I put my soul’s tools?
poem by Phinda Mkhonta
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I Wish I Was A Heavenly Angel
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would watch and protect mankind
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must play in my own kind
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would pray for those in sorrow
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must suffer the torment of borrow
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would worship my god day and night
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight for my own right
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would always cling to my sword
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight the pain of my fault
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would never no tiredness
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must till the land to grow in abundance
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would weep when man sin
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must pray for my own sin so dire
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would shore endlessly in space
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must check as I walk in pace
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would wonder around this world free
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must stand still as a tree
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For my heart shall always be in joy
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must behave just like a boy
poem by Samuel Donkor
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One Love In My Lifetime
(t. mcfaddin/l. brown/l. perry)
Ooh,yeah
From rags to riches, here I stand
Shaped and molded by your loving hand
With faith and trust unshaken
You led me all the way
Through years of joy and tears
Im standing here to say
Youre that one love in my lifetime
And if I search this whole wide world
I know Ill never find a love thats stronger
Than an oak tree
That will be standing in the sun
When my life is done, yeah
A carefree girl
I couldnt see
All the future plans darlin
You made for me
You placed the whole world
At my feet
And lit a flame of passion
That burns eternally
Love may come
And love may go
But youre the man that made me
And no one else can change me
Youre my adam, and Im your eve
And if I live a hundred years
I know therell only be
One love in my lifetime
Only one love
Burning in this heart of mine
Youre the one love
In my lifetime
And if I live a hundred years
I know Ill never find
A love thats stronger
Than an oak tree
That will be standing in the sun
When my life is done
One love in my lifetime
Only one love
Burning in this heart of mine
One love
Burning in this heart of mine
One love
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Forever, Together
We have a forever, together,
Be us in Heaven or on Earth
Be us together, to be one,
Or be us one when we're apart.
Forever together we shall cleave
Underneath the eyes of GOD,
Standing straight and being proud
We have a lifetime, to believe.
Forever together we shall be,
My dreams and hopes be yours
And the love you give is all I need
Whether I'd be rich or poor.
Forever there is for us to dream
And a lifetime to touch the stars,
So together, forever we shall be
As we share, the same soul and heart.
We have a forever to shape to the fullest
And a lifetime, to sail the clouds and seas
Even though we might be wishing,
But it will be only, for you and me.
There is a forever for us to live
And also a lifetime for us to cry
But it will be us, you and I together,
So our love, will never die.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Tree Of Life
tree of life
tree of love
tree from god up above
this tree was implanted in our hearts at birth
to enjoy life and all its worth.
this tree posses all the love we hold
and controls our very soul.
the tree branches spread wide
to touch all of mankind
filling your bodies from hunger and quenching
the thirst within your soul
a wonderous beauty to behold.
the tree of life
gods sight
gods might
i give you my love
you give me your prayers
eternal life we will share
you in me-and me in you
this is what we have to do.
spreading the fruits of the tree
to all mankind, and of love divine.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Angel At The Top Of My Tree
Slide on over baby
Underneath this mistletoe
Here's a toast to us together
Let me wrap you in this bow.
I'm in the Christmas spirits
No, this one won't be blue
It's gonna be the best one ever
And it's all because of you, baby.
You're the angel at the top of my tree
Best present anybody ever gave me
I got it decorated, all lite up, gift's underneath
You're the angel at the top of my tree.
--- Instrumental ---
Let's put on that old movie
''It's a Wonderful Life''
'Cause curled up by the fire
It sure is true tonight.
Let's make a little candle
And the a little later on
We'll make a little love
To that old Bing Crosby song, baby.
You're the angel at the top of my tree
Best present anybody ever gave me
I got it decorated, all lite up, gifts underneath
You're the angel at the top of my tree.
--- Instrumental ---
You're the angel at the top of my tree
Best present anybody ever gave me
I got it decorated, all lite up, gifts underneath
You're the angel at the top of my tree.
Baby, you're the angel...
song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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My Oak Tree
My taste for love is what I long,
The secret so full and free
My heart of love beats every day
Because of this Oak Tree
The beauty of its leaves, we seldom admire
Oh Creator Lord to thee
How foolish our paths would have been
If it wasn’t for this Oak Tree
How quickly this seed germinated
Our eyes could hardly see
I treasured every moment
Beneath this Oak Tree
As little children we play and hide
How sweet are those memories to me?
The games we played, the jokes we shared
Beneath this Oak Tree
I would never forget this Oak Tree dear
For she is very dear to me
It matters not how grey I get
For my Mother is that Oak Tree
I watched this tree as the leaves got dry
The limbs begin to break
I fell to my knees, and begged the Lord
“Please don’t you this Oak Tree take”
Lord, if this tree should bend its head
I dread that day to see
May time give way to that glorious day
When we meet in eternity.
poem by Troy Brown
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