How Far?
The world that gives us paroxysm, how eventful will this race be and how long shall we go to make our marks count. Indecision shadows mental astuteness while verisimilitude renders an impeded subjection that keeps haunting while we press for its aggrandizement. A world that horribly bargains the rightful entitlements due. Primarily, we become culprits of skeptism but subsequently sail through with persistent approach. The sharp curves, the darkened grounds, anatomic hindrances and the anonymous detractors who scrutinize our intents and pushes us to yearn for more. Even though, prosperity isn't achieved easily, pragmatic issues should still be the only focus of time. To the pessimists, success shall always be their weakness.
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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Focus
focus
focus on god
focus on freedom
focus on forgiveness
focus on sweet speech
focus on treasures
focus on humility
focus on commitment
focus on mind
focus on success
focus on health
focus on healthy transformation
focus on goodness
focus on laughter
focus on fun
focus on angel
focus on sweetness
focus on wealth
focus
poem by Johnny Walks
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You have the right to feel, you are successful
Success, sweet success
Success, it is waiting for you
To own and hold on to it
Success of any kind
Has easy access
If you are after it restlessly
Success is not indeed the end
It is the beginning of a
New chain of successes
Simple it is to be successful
So simple, you wonder how many of us are not at it
It all depends on what you feel
Success means to you
You may school your thoughts
And train your emotions
To feel successful on everything
That happens around you
Your retention of all your
Physical, mental and social abilities
Is indeed your success
Your ability to make friends
And help them out in times of need
Is indeed your success
Your ability to keep your cool
In emotionally competing events
And situations
Is indeed your success
Your ability to make your ends meet
Come over challenges, emotional or otherwise
At the right time and in a rightful manner
Is indeed a success
Your ability to stand up
And hold on to your values
Is indeed a success
Your ability to be able to
Discharge your assigned responsibilities
Is indeed your success
Your ability to objectively assess
People and events
Without painting them subjectively
Is indeed your success
Your ability to stay most of your time positive
Progressive and productive
Creative and innovative
Is indeed your success
Your ability to hold on to
Your original traits
Without succumbing to the temptations
Of becoming someone else
Is indeed your success
If this forms your scale to measure success
You have the right to feel
You are successful
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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And our pessimists think this has taken too long. Our pessimists believe that too many Americans have died. Our pessimists believe that we have lost the war.
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Gain Using Brain
Think carefully thrice
Throw decisions' dice
On the fine brain-floor
Success will knock at your door
You must be brave
Do not think about the grave
Surely from worry-fever
You will soon recover
The World you must leave
But before leaving, you must leave
Principles for ambitious youth
Living in East, West, North and south
Make cowardice face death
For this stop fear's breath
Valuable thoughts you must contribute
Forever then the World will pay tribute
If thought -fertilizers are scant
How can grow brain-plant?
Let brain make the right move
Then only obstacles you can remove
Wonderful plans brain can easily invent
Any hardship it can surely circumvent
A sharp brain is hard-work's gift
For coming up in life, it is the lift
Man has developed great cultures
Remain the same all other creatures
The obvious reason is brain
Thinking is to the brain grain
Life-river when you cross
Hindrances will come across
So skilfully construct the brain-bridge
Keep guiding thought-boards in the edge
If brain remains dull and negative
How can actions become superlative?
Brain is the basic root
That gives sweet success-fruit
If life-land is arid
Sweat can help get rid
Of aridity which is a success -killer
Provided brain becomes an expert-tiller.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Too Much Freedom
If we were to stay anonymous
And our need for identity be forgotten
Then life would have too much freedom
And end in its own destruction
For anonymity leads to
Self expression
Of the most extreme
For their freedom fears not
The eternal cell of scrutiny
For their is no face to judge
And confine its uncontrollable
Laugh from the face of mankind
To be free from the curse of identity
Is to be cursed with freedom
For too much freedom
Leads to too much power
And a 'Common Power' at that.
For conflicting ideas
Of freedom and voice
Would choose to eliminate
Hindrances by its own hand
Without the ordered hand of identity
For a faceless man
Is a man without shame
And doth be invisible
For his own expression may threaten
The expression of others
A darkened shade
Placed across the world by total freedom
Will forever mask the anonymous
For their actions can not be traced
To the identity that had given breath to it.
poem by Antoine La Najja
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Long Overdue
The time has come to reinstate.
The Goddess to her rightful place
As ruler of the human race.
This is no time to hesitate.
The human race has gone astray.
The world is ruled by greed today.
It is quite obvious we need
A guide who can show us the way.
Selinas waiting patiently.
She knows the time will come again
When she is worshipped by all men
As long ago she used to be.
The faithful few will continue
To hope and pray their dreams come true.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Prize
Is it my quest, to be driven.
Striving for perfection.
Using mental concentration.
Focus on becoming a prodigy.
Having extraordinary skills.
Mastering my talents.
To achieve life utimate prize.
Success, Success, Success.
poem by Derrick Clark
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Mind Fed Rituals
When determined people,
Pray to God to have their way...
And God sends to them messengers,
To scream from bullhorns...
This is not going to happen.
Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.
People like this will make their mission,
To enlist others to value their point of view.
Even to select and depict those unknowing,
They have been chosen as culprits...
By someone who did not like,
How they were told...
To remove their rose colored glasses!
Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
Leave people like this.
These people only value,
The physical aspects of life.
And the 'spiritual' side of it...
Is a routine of mind fed rituals,
Outdated by a lack indepth perception.
Leave people like this.
Do not attempt to make bargains...
With the use of common sense.
A common sense for many,
That has been diluted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Prosperity's Curse
Today the Church in America has truly lost Her focus and Her sight,
For America has truly been blinded by Her prosperity and Her might.
The day of opportunity is almost over and will soon turn to night,
So why is The Body of Christ not holding up the only guiding light?
Our purpose is to take The Light of Christ and penetrate the night,
Where what we know is wrong is proclaimed by evil men to be right.
We were told that evil men and imposters would go from bad to worse,
And to understand their wicked lies God's Truth must be dispersed.
And even though in His image God created all the men upon the earth,
They will never understand or attempt to change without a New Birth.
With the prosperity America has achieved came the ugly sin of pride,
And the Boldness we received by Grace, it has quickly pushed aside.
We do not have a spirit of timidity but boldness to say why He died,
But Christians who are quiet appear to have come along for the ride.
Today many Christians seem to think they can believe and just hide,
But The Lord who looks down on all says that He will not be denied.
Today the Church appears to have been cursed with a Laodicean mind,
Saying they're rich they don't know they're pitiful, poor and blind.
But there's still time to press on and leave this evil world behind,
So have a change of heart and The Holy Spirit will renew your mind.
(Copyright © 08/2002)
Succes My World
When I think success
I see it comes
When i dream success
I see it comes
When i touch success
It fates away
Success success
My hope
I'll find success
Embrace success
When i hold success
I'll keep it save
When I have success
I'll share it
Success success
My world
I'll rule
Yes, I'll influence
Thought, Oh thought
My Success Success
I'll keep,
I see
Success a life
Success my hope
Success my world
poem by Fiefa Bruce
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Succes My World
When I think success
I see it comes
When i dream success
I see it comes
When i touch success
It fates away
Success success
My hope
I'll find success
Embrace success
When i hold success
I'll keep it save
When I have success
I'll share it
Success success
My world
I'll rule
Yes, I'll influence
Thought, Oh thought
My Success Success
I'll keep,
I see
Success a life
Success my hope
Success my world
poem by Shubham Kumar
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I'd Back Again the World
She's not like an empress,
And crowned with raven hair,
She is not “pert an’ bonny,”
Nor “winsome, wee, an’ fair.”
But when a man’s in trouble,
And darkest shadows fall,
She’s just a little woman
I’d back against them all.
I’d back against them all,
When friends on rocks are hurled—
Oh, she’s the little woman
I’d back against the world.
She has her little temper
(As all the world can know)
When things are running smoothly,
She sometimes lets it go;
But when the sea is stormy,
And clouds are like a pall,
Oh, she’s the little woman
I’d back against them all.
I’d back against the world,
When darkest shadows fall—
Oh, she’s the little woman
I’d back against them all.
She’s had to stand at business
Till she was fit to drop;
She has to count the pennies
When she goes to the shop.
She has no land or terrace,
Nor money in the bank,
And, save what’s in her ownself,
No influence nor rank.
No influence nor rank
While darker shadows fall—
Oh, she’s a little woman
I’d back against them all.
It will not last for ever,
As old time goes his rounds,
Where now she counts the pennies
She yet shall count the pounds.
And those who laugh to see her,
Or pass her unawares,
Shall stand beside her motor car,
And bow her up the stairs.
And bow her up the stairs,
When foes on rocks are hurled—
For she’s the little woman
I’ll back against the world.
Or may I slave in prisons,
In mental misery,
And no one write a letter,
And no one visit me!
And may I rot with paupers,
A ditch without a stone,
My work be never quoted,
And my grave be never known.
My work be never quoted,
When friends on rocks are hurled—
Ah! she’s a little woman
I’d back against the world.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Yearnings
Allow me the
pleasure of
knowing you
Spending
time in your
world
I ponder you
into reality
haunting my
day dreams
I yearn to
discover the
unknown of
you.
poem by Heather Burns
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I Melt With You (Bowling for Soup)
Moving forward using all my breath,
Being friends with you was never second best,
And I saw the world crashing all around your face,
Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace.
I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
And there's nothing you and I won't do
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(You should know better) Dream of better lives the kind which never hate
(You should see) Trapped in a state of imaginary grace
(You should know better) I made a pilgrimage to save this human's race
(You should see) Never comprehending a race that's long gone by
(Let's stop the world) I'll stop the world and melt with you
(Let's stop the world) You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
And there's nothing you and I won't do
(Let's stop the world) I'll stop the world and melt with you
The future's open wide
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(I'll stop the world) You've seen some changes and it's getting better all the time
And there's nothing you and I won't do
(I'll stop the world) I'll stop the world and melt with you
The future's open wide
I'll stop the world
I'll stop the world
I'll stop the world
I'll stop the world and melt with you
(I'll stop the world) You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time
And there's nothing you and I won't do
(I'll stop the world) I'll stop the world and melt with you
I'll stop the world and melt with you (I'll stop the world and melt with you)
I'll stop the world and melt with you (I'll stop the world and melt with you)
poem by Alex Reyes
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Pessimists are not boring. Pessimists are right. Pessimists are superfluous.
quote by Elias Canetti
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Then There Were None
Though it be
That life be short
In the eyes of history
In the eyes of the human race
It be long
Prosperous
Inspiring
Which one is correct?
History is incorruptible
From truth
And we live knowing
That at any moment
our long
prosperous
inspiring
could end
The human race be stagnant
persistent
We all end
But as we focus
On the moment comforts
That protect what we want now
Not the things that
Made us
Will end us
poem by Connor Brown
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World
The time is right for decision
The time is right for those with something to say
This is the world I envision
The type of world where people aren't afraid
What in the world have we done
What in the world...
The time is right for revision
The time is right for revolution today
This is a world in sedition
This is a world that hasn't found its way
What in the world have we done
What in the world...
What in the world have we done
What in the world...
No time to fight for permission
No time is right for those who hesitate
This is a world in atrition
The world we live in is the world we make
What in the world have we done
What in the world...
What in the world have we done
What in the world...
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Big Ward Sister
Be careful, mister!
She'll have you in her ward, her web,
The Big Ward Sister,
She'll have your soul for breakfast -
She's a giant Spider
And her words are poison
And she likes to watch you suffer -
She'll take your dreams away
Till you are horribly normal
And insincere like she is,
Fit for the world again,
Castrated, unable to feel any pain,
Horribly healthy, horribly sane! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Scrutinize
Scrutinize it.
Don't accept anything to force a fit.
Just scrutinize it.
Scrutinize.
Scrutinize it.
Don't accept anything to force a fit.
Just scrutinize it.
Scrutinize.
Open up those eyes.
Scrutinize.
Don't leave to beliefs.
Scrutinize.
To accept and keep.
Scrutinize.
What you can't reach with your two feet.
Open up those eyes.
Scrutinize.
Don't leave to beliefs.
Scrutinize.
To accept and keep.
Scrutinize.
What you can't reach with your two feet.
To examine, rid or receive.
Scrutinize it.
Scrutinize!
Don't accept anything to force a fit.
Just scrutinize it.
Scrutinize!
Scrutinize it.
Let them go to whoop!
Or holler in a group.
You scrutinize.
With open eyes.
Let them go to whoop!
Or holler in a group.
You scrutinize.
With open eyes.
You scrutinize!
Don't accept anything to force a fit.
Just scrutinize it.
Scrutinize.
Scrutinize it.
Don't accept anything to force a fit.
Just scrutinize it.
Scrutinize.
Open up those eyes.
Scrutinize.
Don't leave to beliefs.
Scrutinize.
To accept and keep.
Scrutinize.
What you can not reach,
With your own two feet.
To examine,
Rid...
Or receive.
Don't criticize!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Art Elastic Time Stretches
art time
art elastic time
stretches
into art objects
art achieved
stretches stayed
into life poverty
or life prosperity?
still life time
distilled thoughts
writing time
web skill lifetimes
mind eye painting
heart hand drawing
soul clay beating sculptures
fine arts ability embellishes
art achieved stasis
stretches framed plays
into frozen life poverty
or sales life prosperity?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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