A Honey Trap Gives me the Jitters
O, You running clouds! Go to that farthest land
and heal her wounds with consoling words.
She cries and pleads to get free
from the care of hard core Fathers.
She wants me to take her as my wife and partner
and is ready to transfer her inherited money
to my account and herself to my country.
I don't want her or her wealth
as one will corrupt my honesty
and the other my grateful, febrile heart.
I wish God who had saved me
many-a-time from the gnawing death,
should liberate her from the den
and lend her His Hand to settle there around.
May wise thoughts and fresh floods
fill my account at heart to swell and swill
into poems to melt the stony hearts
and cause her release from the dungeon.
I am not a money-grubbing man or a sinner
to lose all my morals and put aside my conscience.
If she beats her chest about
betrayal of her trust later,
I can't bear it with my weak heart.
Her contemptuous scowl or her painful silence
would stop my heart for ever.
If she thinks of my decision later
and thanks me with beatific smiles,
that will comfort this mournful soul.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Life (Salt Of Life 3) (Being Content With)
I worked for money.
I talked about money.
I played game of money.
I dreamed of money.
My life was all money,
though I had plenty.
I was not happy,
because I was greedy.
My life was successful but I was not satisfied,
so it became so dry.
Not knowing how to be content with what I had,
Always feeling my bank account was 1 million less.
One day when the stock market crashed,
I felt a severe pain in my chest,
caused by AM I which lead me to death.
For my whole life, I had been accumulating wealth,
which I couldn't take with me to the grave
With even a large sum of money, my life couldn't be saved.
'Being content with ' is exactly Salt of Life,
and a powerful treatment recipe for a greedy heart.
(AMI =acute myocardial infarct, a form of heart disease that kills)
The Panhandler
The panhandler sits on the street corner.
He asks me, "Spare some change? "
Like an empty vessel, I walk past him.
I see him as another empty vessel.
Some throw him a dime,
But I treat him as a vapor.
My spirit tugs at me.
My mind says he is a ghost,
But my ghost says he is real.
The currency he needs is my time.
He might be looking for his next fix,
But what will it fix?
Another lost soul, looking to get even more lost.
The root of all evil is planting another seed of discontent.
If my God is money,
Your free time has no value to me.
Anything that is free is void of value,
But time is really my only currency.
I only see the value of my own and not another's.
My account has no statement,
For when it is gone,
I will be broke.
I hoard it as if I were broke.
Investing only in myself.
It is why I feel broken.
Some time left in my breast pocket?
It beats to help he who is beat.
Spare time is something I have.
For it really is my true value,
Given from the heart of God.
If I lend some of mine to another,
It makes Him proud.
It is the core of my love.
It is the gift of His love.
He is truly my bank.
I bank on Him,
I count on Him,
I trust in Him.
Currency says "In God We Trust",
But can God trust in me?
Investing my time,
In one who is broke.
The dividend is joy.
The change in the pan will be spent.
Could he be searching for my gold?
I fill another's heart,
I see my investment grow.
With God's currency,
I am truly rich.
Though, I am only on borrowed time.
For the panhandler was just an angel.
God's teller.
Telling God if I made a deposit or withdrawal.
God knows my balance,
As He holds my account.
He knows to which God,
I am accountible to.
And if my spirit is balanced.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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How To Make Money
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money;
tell me sweet love
you tell me
how to make money
how to make an easy billion
the world’s full of it
in cyberspace
and in shopping malls;
the world’s full of money schemes
in our real world
and where we buy a drink
or get more fries
it’s full on
about how to make money,
baby;
how to make money
make money, pal
they say
doing nothing;
I’ve got an auto system
and all you need is internet
and all you’ve got to do
is sit back and let the dollars roll
into your bank account
so tell me
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money
come in to this meeting
another group says
and we’ll show you how
show you how easy it is
how easy it is to make money:
it’s auto, auto, auto, fully automated
and the money keeps coming;
the money rolls
rolls in, rolls in, rolls in
tell me
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money
it’s all so easy
because we want
you to enjoy the life
we’ve earned;
we’ve made our money
and we want you to share
in the happiness;
it’s all so easy, dear friends –
we’ll guide you each step of the way;
we’ll show you how to make the money
so they’ll tell us
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money:
the only thing is
what they mean is
how to make money for them, babe,
how to make money for them
with a simple transfer of money
transfer of money, transfer of money
transfer of money from the foolish
transfer of money from the foolish to the deceitful;
wealth is, dear darling,
wealth is the transfer of money
from the foolish to the cunning
how to make money,
baby;
how to make money;
tell me sweet love
you tell me
how to make money
how to make an easy billion
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Trust Your Heart
In a sheltered place where I viewed the world
And all that it contained
I would see your face in a misty haze
And wish that you were there
Yes I wished that you were there
Darling fool, I was with you all the way
Be as the flower that unfolds with each day
Trust your place in time though you have won and lost
How very much like me you are
When you come to me
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart
Why bear malice just let it go
So what of pride it will swallow you whole
Heres to the judge, to the tyrant, and the beast
You keep a knockin but you cant come in
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart
The moonlight of your soul, fond memories to unfold
Of the days when we were young
Of the love wed forever hold
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart
I bring thunder, lightning and rain
For those who administer injustice and pain
Comfort the weak and feed the poor
What on earth do we need government for?
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart
song performed by by Kinks
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Money Isn’t the Answer
Can money give you ample sleep at night?
Can money bring you satiety you want?
Can money soothe the heart and mind aggrieved?
Can money resurrect a person dead?
Can money cause fertility in wombs?
Can money heal the wounds of minds and hearts?
Can money make up for one’s parents’ love?
Can money work a miracle you want?
Can money cure a cancer of grade four?
Can money bring joy to a childless pair?
Can money purchase your seat in heaven?
Can money solve all problems that you face?
There are so many things money can’t do;
Your trust in God and labor, matter too.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-27-2008
poem by John Celes
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I Am The Light
You have no words, I know that.
Your love is all i asked and it was mine.
Tears for today I understand
But comfort many guises wears
Recognise me in your heart
I will always know your thoughts
As you will always be in mine
Time will not diminish that
In life and death so shadows form
At their darkest when silence falls
That is when I will comfort you
Reassure you, be at your side.
Time will heal the cut but not the scar
The hollowness of loss a cross to bear
But remember this for I tell you that it's so,
I am safe in your heart.
poem by Dave James
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I Offer You My Heart
Time stands still for one brief moment
The air gently plays with the hair around my face
Today I stand alone
Ready to face the one thing I regret
Too long I have ran
Straying far from anyone I could trust
Life wasn’t my only fear,
Betrayal was what truly killed
So I stand here on the edge
Ready to jump
Thoughts racing around in my head
Trust is what I want
I gave my heart away once before,
Only to have it handed back
Bruised and bloody
The wounds have yet to heal
Scares still litter the flesh
I kept it locked away in a box
Never to be hurt again
That was until the key,
Long forgotten,
Was found
The chest was opened and exposed I was to the world
A new feeling long hidden awoke to wondering eyes
Now I give my heart up
A relationship to forge
A trust to instill
This jump no longer feels high
And,
Anxiety has faded
The past is in the past, and
The future is open
Until that heart is taken,
I will not jump
Until the trust is given,
I will not fall
Until I find me,
I will stand alone
poem by Corey Mason
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Trust My Heart To You
I'm going to trust my heart to you
To heal the wounds that may lay
I'm giving you this fragile heart to protect
Then all my fears shall melt away
Take this lonely heart, wrap it in warmth
Make sure it never cries, within your care
It will beat it's lovely melody just for you
The melody growing every moment you share
I'm letting you have this heart of mine
To teach me the true magic of love
I'm handing you my one and only heart
Then my sadness, I shall rise above
Here is my heart, cherish it with love
Let it thrive and beat along with your own heart
They'll beat as one, as to beat forever
Being together, mine will not break apart
I'm trusting my heart to be with you
To remind that our love will always last
I'm sending you this loving heart to love
Then all our problems will perish to the past
poem by Katherine Sessor
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The Whalers Dues
Money speaks. soft hearts lose. the truth only whispers.
Its the whalers dues.
Ive been running on diesel. been running on coal.
Running on borrowed time, if truths to be told.
Two whales in the ocean, cruising the night
Search for each other before we turn out their light.
Been accused of deep murder on the north atlantic swell
But I have three hungry children and a young wife as well.
And behind stand generations of hard hunting men
Who raised a glass to the living, and went killing again.
Are you with me?
Money speaks, soft hearts lose. the truth only whispers.
Now pay the whalers dues.
Can you forgive me?
Now Im old and I sit land-locked in a back-country jail
To reflect on all of my sins and the death of the whale.
Send me back down the ages. put me to sea once again
When the oceans were full --- yes, and men would be men.
Can you forgive me?
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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My Heart Beats
Mind thinks, Heart feels and the Heart Beats,
Heart Beats, When it finds its soulmate.
Souls meet eachother, when we meet eachother
We meet, we think, we feel and the Heart Beats.
My heart beats,
And your heart beats are one
It is one, because our heart beats are one
It beats for eachother into our hearts,
Through our hearts and for our hearts,
Which beats for eachother.
My heart beats, when we meet,
It draws us near, to make us
Apart for ever, and leaves us isolated
Forever, and to meet never or ever.
poem by Rajesh Kumar Vaishnaw
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Broken Trust
Forgive me for hurting you my dear
While we were good friends and our hearts beat were so near
Just I can't imagin how the time,
with bad magic
changes things
Everything become how hard to heal
Ah, time without warnings you turn things against us
Without whys or whats
People we love hurt us somehow
And when we lose the trust
Trunks of love could not cure the broken trust
Believe me you still so dear
And for my heart your heart beats still so near
How I would be thankful my friend
If once again I can heal the broken trust between you and me!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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With All My Heart, God, Let Me… (A Song)
With all my heart, God, let me praise you;
With all my heart, God, let me thank you;
With all my heart, God, let me serve you;
With all my heart, God, let me love you.
With all my heart, God, let me seek you;
With all my heart, God, let me trust you;
With all my heart, God, let me call you;
With all my heart, God, let me reach you.
With all my heart, God, let me rejoice;
With all my heart, God, let me obey;
With all my heart, God, let me repent;
With all my heart, God, let me be glad.
With all my heart, God, let me be pure;
With all my heart, God, let me await;
With all my heart, God, let me sing songs;
With all my heart, God, let me not sin.
With all my heart, let me abide in Him;
With all my heart, let me be righteous;
With all my heart, let me not go astray;
With all my heart, let me keep your Words.
God knows all secrets of the human heart;
He forms all hearts and considers all that they do;
The Lord moves hearts of Kings to make decrees;
Only fools say in hearts, ‘There is no God! '
poem by John Celes
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You Didn't Rip My Heart Out
I think about how
I love.
The first time
I hung onto him
So hard with my heart,
That when he left
My heart was torn loose.
Though I am reminded
Of a still hanging
Heart,
i seek someone to heal it.
Now, after twice more,
My heart hangs again.
It never did quite heal.
Everyone who tried
To heal it hurt me
More.
As for those I
Loved,
They did not
Mend my heart
Back in place.
They used their
Words to
Blind me of the
Stake
They used to Impale my heart
Back in
Place,
And when they
Left
.....
They ripped it out
And left my
Still beating,
Still bleeding
Heart
Hanging, Draining
Of the Crimson
Love
I so longed to share
With them.
Will you heal my
Wounded and dying heart
or
Will you be just another
Scar my
Heart
Will bear?
poem by Sans Serif
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You Lost My Trust
I can't believe that I trusted you
After many years together
All the times you lie to me
But I believed you so much
I sometimes know it was a lie
But I did not care
Until that last one hurt me the most
I trusted you and you betray me
You lost my trust
I'm disappointed in you, but more in me
For trusting you after I had promise
Myself to never trust again
But I open my heart to you
I trusted you but you did not care
Now you lost my trust
Once someone picked me but
They let me go and I fall
They left me so alone once again
I reach out my hand
They left me up again, so I hold on
After time they let go of me, you came up to me
You reach out your hand to pick me up
I thought you were different from the rest
Then after time you let go and push me down
I fall so hard I can't believe but
You lost my trust
But now I won't let no one get
To close to my heart, that last time
Was the hardest one of them all I can't?
Get up no longer I will no longer
Trust no one ever again
You lost my trust but
I still care about you
Please don't make other fell the same pain
Now all I do is cry for you and
These empty holes in my heart,
I am running out of life
My spirit and my wings have broken down
You stole my trust for your own good
These scars will no longer heal
This pain I don't want to remember
But you made this happen
Now you lost my trust
And all you really toke was my life
Now I can't open up my heart
Because of you I my sprit
Because of you
poem by Emily Corvinus
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He Can..He Can
He can...
melt the heart that is hard and turn the ocean blue
and always say, 'I forgive' and I love you'
He can..
help you when you need to bear a heavy burden
and take you to rest with Him in His garden
He can...
search the heart that is grieving and lonely
and offer His sympathy everyday
He can...
mend your broken heart, stay close to His heart
and make your darkness bright
He can...
comfort you and show you the way
walk by you across the lonely road everyday
He can..
heal in this place today
the hurts, the pains, the sufferings and trials you meet each day
And we can..
Trust Him and surrender ourselves to restore our soul
renew our mind and make it whole.
He is an answering God and His promises are true..
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Cold Cold Heart
Hank williams
I tried so hard my dear to show
That youre my every dream
Yet youre afraid each thing I do
Is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past
Keeps us so far apart
Why cant I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold cold heart?
Another love before my time
Made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now
For things I didnt do
In anger unkind words are said
That makes the teardrops start
Why cant I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold cold heart?
There was a time when I believed
That you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled
To a memory
The more I learn to care for you
The more we drift apart
Why cant I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold cold heart?
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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A Heart Trade
Long time ago
A woman tried to trade her own heart: ..
..
My tears, would you please get dry? !
Is there somebody or something
To stop Me, stop my Cry?
Abyss! !
Release my body and my soul! Despair! !
My heart, is not your home:
Go! Disappear! Disintegrate! !
Get Homeless! Hungry! Die! ! !
.........................................
Aww.. Heart to become a killer? !
No,
Never
Can't! ..
Not even the despair and loneliness..
I know, they're bad..But they are personal
They're mine! ..
Hahahahaha...
No! I don't want anything (or nothing,) die? !
Do search for better word and choice:
What would it be? !
Transformation? ! Naah.. Evolution? ! Ttsst...Change? ! .~hard..
Sell..hmm..sounds bad
.Trade..yes! ! That's it! Trade it! !
I' ll trade my broken lonely crying heart
For anything to anyone..
Who wants it?
A broken lonely crying heart Once!
A broken lonely crying heart Twice! !
A broken...No Offered Price? !
The cheapest thing! A paper clip, a thread, Nothing! !
.. Lonely crying heart...
No one? !
Come on...Can't be that hard!
No problem..I Can be patient..
I'll wait..but please:
Stop time or help me stop my Cry..
....
And so, the poor woman
couldn't even do a trade..
And you know what?
She had to heal herself.
She did it smartly
By sharing little half torn
smiles..
And broken little pieces
of
her heart..
Bits, were put into baked cakes
shared in a small neighborhood
Others were put in flower's seeds
who knows where wind did spread them
But most, were put into warm words
and shared with an entire world..
Her heart developed..
Now days she found her dolphin smile
Again..
poem by Elena Sandu
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Cold Cold Heart
I tried so hard my dear to show that youre my every dream.
Yet youre afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart
Why cant I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart
Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now for things I didnt do
In anger unkind words are said that make the teardrops start
Why cant I free your doubtful mind,and melt your cold cold heart
Youll never know how much it hurts to see you sat and cry
You know you need and want my love yet youre afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from lies,to try it just aint smart
Why cant I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart
There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory
The more I learn to care for you,the more we drift apart
Why cant I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Art Is Heart
art is heart
it beats a path
to the world
from our core
greets it with
shades of smiles,
passion, love
giving us a
fresh dimension
to breathe, to live
it smiles a bloom
and waiits
for someone
to come to
fall in love with her
- heart to heart
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Joy Is In Your Heart
Joy is in your heart
Not in the hand of another
Joy is in your heart
Not in the decision of others
Joy is in your heart
Not in the money
Or in any possessions.
Joy is in your heart.
Not in any events or circumstances.
Joy is in your heart
It is not somewhere else.
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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