Eva' (Beloved Granddaughter)
Born on the morning of July twenty-fifth of 2003,
Christened 'Eva Laureen' 'n the world would see;
That her purpose was great as she'd soon embark,
To achieve great wonders, by leaving her mark,
On a world so dangerous, chaotic 'n stressed,
Using God-given powers, anointed 'n blessed,
Parents ‘n family pledging support 'n their love,
As God smiled down from His throne high above,
“Eva”
Endowed with charisma 'n beauty to spare,
Bluest of blue eyes 'n soft golden hair,
With a turn of a finger or a smile on her face,
People scurry about at a blistering pace,
Performing herculean tasks at her regal command,
With a nod of her head or the wave of her hand,
A natural leader, destined to balance the scales,
She knows not to rest, till justice prevails,
Restoring peace where turmoil once ruled this land,
By causing those plotting evil to give up 'n disband,
Eva dear Eva there’s so much you shall do,
As your knowledge 'n wisdom begin to accrue,
We'll prepare you well for a time just ahead,
The future applauds loudly 'n of you shall be said,
“Eva governed with compassion 'n love to be sure,
From a calm place within her, assured 'n demure.”
poem by Ray Lucero
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Pledging My Love
Pledging my love
for the world to see
how much you mean to me.
I’m pledging my love
for the happiness I have
whenever you’re around.
I’m pledging my love
to only you my dear,
pledging it so sound
for all the pleasures you give
in the short time that your are around.
Pledging my love
for the world to see
how much you mean to me.
21 July 2009
poem by David Harris
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Child Of The Future
What can I give you child of the future,
Child of the Universe grand?
Only my wisdom, calmness and peace,
Through years of making a stand.
To you who hold the world for us all.
Your beauty to shine through the land.
With such warmth and devotion and love for this life,
I offer to you just my hand.
Oh child of the future how soundly you sleep.
I wonder what your life will bring.
May it only bring goodness and beauty and light.
Nothing but wonderful things.
I watch as you sleep and know there is hope,
That the future is all in your hands.
You're the child of the future, the child of our dreams.
The one to bring life to our lands.
What can I give you, you wonderful child,
As you rest at peace in your bed.
I can pass on my knowledge, my wisdom
And learning, and place it all inside your head.
Oh child of the future let love overthrow,
Evil with all that it means.
You're the next generation, I want you to know,
You're the product of all of our dreams.
So rest in your small bed and know as you sleep,
I'm standing beside you so strong.
As you take your path, be it ever so steep,
I'm walking with you all along.
poem by Rosi Caswell
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A Calming Grace
Rushing by with one weary heart; this is how many have their start,
Every day starts a hectic pace, in a life in need of a calming Grace.
A Grace that sets your heart at rest, when the day is one long test.
Grace with a peace that is assured, sent to all who know The Lord.
As you course through this land, you can be secure in God’s hand.
And as you’re nestled in His palm, He fills your heart with His calm.
When God takes you into His hand, He will help you to understand,
Through The Spirit you will learn, that He takes care of all concern.
Only Jesus Christ within your heart, can give your pace a new start.
His calming presence is in our soul, as the hectic tides begin to roll.
And as we face the tides in this life, with all the waves of daily strife,
Jesus helps to slow a hectic pace, as you look upon His loving face.
Christ will help you live each day, in a truly new and victorious way.
By living each day as its own, and leaving all cares at God’s Throne.
Heeding those words of The Lord, as each day has enough in store.
The peace that’s missing in the world, in your heart will be unfurled.
As you live life one day at a time, Jesus fills you with peace sublime.
The peace of God will fill the day, as you walk down the narrow way.
Weary rushing on earth will cease, as He fills your heart with peace,
As you set all cares at His Throne, looking on to your Eternal Home.
(Copyright ©03/2006)
Intimidated and Scared
The intimidation that arises from your beauty
Overcomes the courage needed for my approach
You’re face is saintly and angelic
You’re hair thin golden strands of rope
The beautiful scenery Earth provides
Against you doesn’t stand a chance
If they haven’t seen you
They will know upon the first glance
That your beauty is something to be marveled
Awe is what you leave behind
Walking through the admiration of eyes
Engraving wonders in everybody’s mind
For they question each other
Is there an angel walking among us?
The embers of a debate go in flames
You become hot topic to discuss
There had never been something so lovely
Until the beauty you were destined flourished
Like a rose growing in rich soil
Blessed are the ingredients keeping your features nourished
But what makes you truly beautiful
Is the personality you possess
Caring for the world in a unique way
Love is the only thing you express
And yes it’s your beauty
That puts you in a world of your own
If beauty was a kingdom
You would be the queen of that throne
And yes it’s your beauty
That makes you a wonder of this world
Loveliness thrives off your face
Causing many heads to be rapidly twirled
And yes it’s your beauty
That leaves my thought process impaired
But it’s also your beauty
That leaves me intimidated and scared
poem by Jose Chavez
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There is a war
There is a war between rich and poor
Grant us your peace
There is a war between life and desease
Give your healing
There is a war between family members
Give us your love
There is a war for power in the nations
Give us good leaders
There is a war between time and tasks
Give us skill to manage
There is a war between good and evil
Kick the evil out
Dear Jesus Christ
Be our friend, teacher, neighbor,
leader, Brother, father
be with us always and give your peace.
Thank you,
Amen.
-o-
poem by Bhavani Polimetla
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I found that glorious throne,
I found that glorious throne,
You blessed my soul all the way,
All from a distance,
Think that the throne is upon me,
You are the will that gave me the deliverance,
All that great thought within me,
Think that these events are making me great,
In my great thought about life and love,
You really meant to rescue my soul,
All that understanding within me,
There is no more hesitation in my soul,
Give me the Will of the Sword,
You came all the way to make me sway,
Come and rescue me from all my agony,
In all that is to be done,
There is no more sorrow in my soul,
Since it is by law and justice that I see my face,
Come and give me the will to justice,
My achievements make me perceive the beauty and grace,
Never plan to sleep anymore in that awakening.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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My Beauty
There’s are days when you just wanna feel like a beauty in everyone’s eyes. But there’s always a butt head to make you feel less then you are I believe if you think or know you are then you are. It’s only what you make of it. There are times when I don’t feel beauty at but I think of what I always told myself. “My beauty is not just a pretty face. The beauty I have is a brand new sent of peace. My beauty is lovely peace sense of laughing out loud. My beauty is like an oak wooden chair that my daddyand I love to sit and think in. My beauty is a graceful smile I give her everyday.
My beauty I have is a great sense of style that I have to show the world. My beauty is my fragrant smell of lavender on my skin and hair. Beauty that I want is a 5 star hotel that someday I will stay in when I’m famous. Beauty is my toned color of the skin on my body. My beauty slowly surely of love i feel for you.
Beauty is my sleek smooth skin of my true beauty is deep within me. Now I know the sign of beauty I was bless with.
poem by Evevona Plummer
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Twenty Days
Twenty days are barely gone,
I was merry all the day.
Folly was my butt of scorn.
Now the fool myself I play.
Wit and learning ruled my head,
Logic and economy.
All the books I ever read
Taught me only vanity.
Most of all it moved my mirth
Womankind the world should rule.
Man, the lord of all the Earth!
He, forsooth, a woman's tool!
Cherry lip and glancing eye!
What were rosy cheeks to me?
Beauty's truth was but a lie--
Witness tomes of history!
Twenty days had barely run.
Twenty years they well might be.
All my wisdom was undone,
Reason bade good--night to me.
Her hair was of the red red gold,
Her blue eyes looked me through and through.
She was twenty--three years old,
I was twenty years and two.
Fortune, fame, I freely give,
Honour's self, if so she please,
Sweetly in her smile to live
Other twenty days like these.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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New Colour for Education in My Country
Many International Schools are opened
They bring rainbow in my country
They will hand in hand with public school
To give good Education for our next generation
Character Building is one of the great purpose
That we should build to our children
since the beginning
Give our future generation
Knowing more then knowledge
But also a beautiful heart and mind
Parents should hand in hand with teachers
To introduce this beautiful lesson
A school is very lucky
If it has a great teacher
Not only have a good knowledge
But also have a Hugh heart to love their students
To care of parents problem
To be there when their students cry
To Help parents to teach their kids the best lesson in life
A teacher who has a great heart to make our children to be a Gold
in their own country
I wish i can be that kind of teacher
But it's still long journey to go
Me, still need to learn how become a great mom
Hold My Hand
With a little love, and some tenderness
Well walk upon the water
Well rise above this mess
With a little peace, and some harmony
Well take the world together
Well take em by the hand
cause Ive got a hand for you
cause I wanna run with you
Yesterday, I saw you standing there
Your head was down, your eyes were red
No comb had touched your hair
I said get up, and let me see you smile
Well take a walk together
Walk the road awhile, cause
cause Ive got a hand for you
Ive got a hand for you
cause I wanna run with you
Wont you let me run with you? yeah
Hold my hand
Want you to hold my hand
Hold my hand
Ill take you to a place where you can be
Hold my hand
Anything you wanna be because
I wanna love you the best that, the best that I can
See I was wasted, and I was wasting time
till I thought about your problems, I thought about your crimes
Then I stood up, and then I screamed aloud
I dont wanna be part of your problems
Dont wanna be part of your crowd, no
cause Ive got a hand for you
Ive got a hand for you
cause I wanna run with you
Ah, wont you let me run with you?
Hold my hand
Want you to hold my hand
Hold my hand
Ill take you to the promised land
Hold my hand
Maybe we cant change the world but
I wanna love you the best that, the best that I can, yeah
Hold my hand
Want you to hold my hand
Hold my hand
Ill take you to a place where you can be
Hold my hand
Anything you wanna be because
I...oh...no, no, no, no, no
Hold my hand
Want you to hold my hand
Hold my hand
Ill take you to the promised land
Hold my hand
Maybe we cant change the world but
I wanna love you the best that, best that I can
Oh, the best that I can
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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My Twenty-Four Plus One More
How I love twenty-five
From her hips to her lips
How I worship twenty-five
From her nose to her dainty toes
I love twenty-five
From her eyes to her thighs
I really love twenty-five
From her hair to everywhere
I admire twenty-five
From her footwear to her underwear
I live for twenty-five
Seven days twenty-four she I adore
I love and desire my twenty-five
From her hands to her fingers she’s a winner
Twenty-five is the answer to all my payers
She’s as refreshing as pure spring waters
Twenty-five has a beautiful face
The curves of her behind right down to her waistline
She is slim and neat and likes to keep things discrete
She has a great body dressed her best never gaudy
Twenty-five is so dam sexy
She’s so sweet and foxy
Twenty-five is one of the world’s most natural beauties
Can’t wait to see her booty in her panties
I love her purple, white, and black sweater
I some how know how to make her feel better
I truly love gregarious twenty-five
She is the reason I stay alive
Sweetness I find in twenty-five
In her love I can thrive
She is every beat of my heart
By the hands Michael Angelo, she’s truly a work of art
I’d give her the world if I could
In my arms to stay she should
She is like symphony from Mozart
She is love and my sweetheart
I was in love at first sight
She makes me feel that everything will be alright
Twenty-five loves her some penguins
If only down she would lay all her burdens
I love her more and more each day than the day before
Sadly I am no more than her mentor
She needs not ask me why if she leaves me I’d die
On me my love twenty-five can always rely
Whenever she’s so far away I count the nights and days
I love twenty-five and all of her beautiful ways
I do love my twenty-five
Without her love I can’t survive
I idolize you my exquisite twenty-five
I beg you to take my love on a test-drive
I love you till the end of everything
I will save you from the pain you’re battling
I just love you so much gorgeous twenty-five
I love you ravishing twenty-five
My only wish is just one kiss
I love you, I love you, and I love you twenty-five
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Do Exactly
Of wisdom, knowledge and understanding;
Of peace, love and care;
Of power, beauty and kindness;
We have the spirit of truth and the spirit of error!
So do not be a lair to your friends.
Dance exactly as he danced and,
Do not follow that which is evil;
Learn exactly as he learnt and,
be very strong like the palm tree;
For this world is getting worse all the time.
Greedy dogs!
They lie to the people;
So do write out exactly as he wrote,
For the truth is always the truth.
Of a great plan,
Of a great puzzle,
It is getting worse all the time with the world;
So try to test every spirit.
I have not send them, yet they run;
I have not spoken to them, yet they speak;
But try to eat from the tree of life to gain wisdom always.
Life is like the potter's clay and,
You have to do exactly as they did;
But do go for the truth always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Magnificat
THIS is Christ's birthday: long ago
He lay upon His Mother's knee,
Who kissed and blessed Him soft and low--
God's gift to her, as you to me.
My baby dear, my little one,
The love that rocks this cradling breast
Is such as Mary gave her Son:
She was more honoured, not more blest.
He smiled as you smile: not more sweet
Than your eyes were those eyes of His,
And just such little hands and feet
As yours Our Lady used to kiss.
The world's desire that Mother bore:
She held a King upon her knee:
O King of all my world, and more
Than all the world's desire to me!
I thank God on the Christmas morn,
For He has given me all things good:
This body which a child has borne,
This breast, made holy for his food.
High in high heaven Our Lady's throne
Beside her Son's stands up apart:
I sit on heaven's steps alone
And hold my king against my heart.
Across dark depths she hears your cry;
She sees your smile, through worlds of blue
Who was a mother, even as I,
And loved her Child, as I love you.
And to her heart my babe is dear,
Because she bore the Babe Divine,
And all my soul to hers draws near,
And loves Him for the sake of mine!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Lord Buddha smiled
Thousand of years ago the world came into smiles
There was misery, plight and agony all for while
No respect for nature, young, old or child
There prevailed rule of jungles and people were wild
Lord Buddha stepped out from his silence
He was all out to alleviate the sufferings in his presence
The divine knowledge and power were of no use
Until was parted to encourage love and tensions to defuse
His message of love is of immense value even today
Hated and not love should be given go by all the way
Love and trust to form the integral part of human nature
This can only guarantee us for lovely life and stable future
When Buddha smiled years back he had only meaning
The world was to think and have peaceful and one leaning
To support right cause and work for peace to benefit mankind
Not to work for evil forces or jump into actions amounting to be unkind
The world was given indication of coming peace
Life was to spent with all hopes and at ease
No bloodbath was to take place as many kings joined
The effort was appreciated and move was combined
World at large had heaved a sigh of relief
It was victory for truth and had firm belief
Whole area was come under magic spell
Everything was going be in order and very well
Lord Buddha had smiled with some aim and purpose
Everything was plain and clear and no room to suppose
Years later that meaning for smile was to be changed
The destruction with stability was all that arranged
Lord Buddha smiled on in India with first atomic device explosion
No one really knew what did the words carry meaning for explosion or implosion
There was not to be any meaning except self destruction or for many
There was to be left no doubt to the whole of world if to be seen as any
Lords Buddha’s smile had different relevance today
It was not meant to love but of deterrence way
Love was not to be countered with love but with equal force
The stock pilling of weapons was to be of great formidable source
Lord may be smiling from heaven at today’s scene
Love and peace is of same relevance today but differently seen
It can be seen as weakness as no longer it is in hands of weak
The love can and withstands any threat if someone chooses to speak
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Don’t Take My Life, My Dear Mother!
Don’t take my life,
My dear mother!
For heaven’s sake,
Please let me live!
Don’t take my life;
Give me a chance;
I’ve life like you;
I want to live.
Don’t take my life;
God’s love made me;
God talks to me,
And calls my name!
Don’t take my life;
The womb’s my home;
God feeds me well
And helps me grow.
Don’t take my life;
I yearn to live,
And see the world
That God has made.
Don’t take my life;
Do charity;
I’ll repay back
Your act of love.
Don’t take my life,
I want some love
From my parents;
So, spare me please!
Don’t take my life;
Do spare my frame;
The clay is baked;
It’s time for birth!
Don’t take my life
God has allowed;
I want to see
His lovely world.
Don’t take my life;
I’ll pay you well,
When I grow big,
And you turn old!
Don’t take my life,
My dear mother;
God will bless you
And too, father!
Don’t take my life,
Dear dad and mum;
Don’t turn the womb
Into my tomb!
Don’t take my life,
For God’s sake please;
My dear parents,
‘LET ME BE BORN! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-9-2009
poem by John Celes
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Love, Oh Love
Show the world and all its people
All the wonders love can bring
Give us strength and understanding
Give us all one song to sing
Let the music play
Play it loud and make it clear
Its time to stand up
To a new world that is now so near
From the bottom to the top
To the leaders of the land
We all have one heart
Everyone of us must lend a hand
And let there be joy in the world
And let there be no sorrow
(let there be)
And let there be peace on earth
And let there be peace on earth
For all the world
Weve got to see
That love, oh love
What a blessed thing (oh, yeah)
Say it loud
Make it clear today
All the walls are falling down
No more children off to war
If we search in our hearts
All the suffering will be no more
And let there be joy in the world
And let there be no sorrow
For all gods children
Let them see
That love, oh love
What a blessed thing (oh, yeah)
Say it loud
Make it clear today
And freedom, no more lies
We can save this world if we try
One world I know we can make it
Yes, its only in your heart
Yes, its only in your dreams
You can climb the highest mountains
You can make the whole world sing
Love, oh love
What a blessed thing (oh, yeah)
Say it loud
Make it clear today
song performed by by Lionel Richie
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Psalm 136
God's wonders of creation, providence, redemption of Israel, and salvation of his people.
Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord;
His mercies still endure;
And be the King of kings adored;
His truth is ever sure.
What wonders hath his wisdom done!
How mighty is his hand!
Heav'n, earth, and sea, he framed alone;
How wide is his command
The sun supplies the day with light;
How bright his counsels shine!
The moon and stars adorn the night;
His works are all divine.
[He struck the sons of Egypt dead;
How dreadful is his rod!
And thence with joy his people led;
How gracious is our God!
He cleft the swelling sea in two;
His arm is great in might;
And gave the tribes a passage through;
His power and grace unite.
But Pharaoh's army there he drowned;
How glorious are his ways!
And brought his saints through desert ground;
Eternal be his praise!
Great monarchs fell beneath his hand;
Victorious is his sword;
While Isr'el took the promised land;
And faithful is his word.]
He saw the nations dead in sin;
He felt his pity move:
How sad the state the world was in!
How boundless was his love!
He sent to save us from our woe;
His goodness never fails;
From death, and hell, and every foe;
And still his grace prevails.
Give thanks to God the heav'nly King;
His mercies still endure:
Let the whole earth his praises sing;
His truth is ever sure.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Sonnet -A Leader Great
A leader great is born, once in a while,
with skill, courage, and forevision to rule,
The country wisely and in apt a style,
Deciding fast, yet staying like a Mule.
A leader great is humble to the core,
And slogs for people's progress, endlessly;
With energy and zeal, always in store.
He leads them out of chaos, selflessly.
A leader great is loved by even foes;
And gains all hearts and minds, forever so;
He works unceasingly despite all woes,
And tills the land thoroughly like a hoe.
A leader great tho' chosen by his wards,
Is pre-destined to work for no rewards.
poem by John Celes
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Paris and the Golden Apple
The best of possessions
I am holding in my hand-
The Golden Apple on which is written-
'For the most fairest'.
Strange is the way Fate works,
And I, a mortal, is chosen to select
Who among Hera, Athene and Venus
is the most fairest!
Hera said-
'Power is the ultimate goal of life,
every head must bow down before power-
with love or with fear-
The world stands before you trembling,
And you will govern it with iron rod.
Give me the apple and see
what I have to offer.'
Athene Said -
Knowledge is Power, and
Power is but the shadow of Wisdom-
always following like a faithful servent;
I will bless you with the light of wisdom
And elighten your soul from within
So that you can judge the past, present and future.
Venus smiled and said -
What drink can quench the thirst of the soul?
And can remove the hundred fevers of heart?
Can Wisdom or Power do this?
no, they don't.
Only Beauty can touch the soul softly
and can revive its vitality.
Then give me the apple and in return
Take the best of gifts the world can offer-
The most beautiful woman as your wife.
What a real dellima I am in!
Which on to chose, which one to avoid-
between Power, Wisdom and Beauty?
Power is a weapon,
But, Wisdom is the mind's eye,
Yet Beauty is the only pleasure
of the eye and soul.
So, Beauty I prefer to Power and Wisdom;
I will offer the apple to Venus
and will have the most beautiful woman as my wife.
Did Paris make a mistake
In chosing Beauty over Power and Wisdom?
Well, History holds proof of this-
Look at the burning Troy
and take lesson therefrom;
Let not one more Troy burn,
Let not one more Paris is born.
poem by Nazmul Haque
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A Passing Hail
Let us rest ourselves a bit!
Worry?-- wave your hand to it --
Kiss your finger-tips and smile
It farewell a little while.
Weary of the weary way
We have come from Yesterday,
Let us fret not, instead,
Of the wary way ahead.
Let us pause and catch our breath
On the hither side of death,
While we see the tender shoots
Of the grasses -- not the roots,--
While we yet look down -- not up --
To seek out the buttercup
And the daisy where they wave
O'er the green home of the grave.
Let us launch us smoothly on
The soft billows of the lawn,
And drift out across the main
Of our childish dreams again:
Voyage off, beneath the trees,
O'er the field's enchanted seas,
Where the lilies are our sails,
And our sea-gulls, nightingales:
Where no wilder storm shall beat
Than the wind that waves the wheat,
And no tempest-burst above
The old laughs we used to love:
Lose all troubles -- gain release,
Languor, and exceeding peace,
Cruising idly o'er the vast,
Calm mid-ocean of the Past.
Let us rest ourselves a bit!
Worry? -- Wave your hand to it --
Kiss your finger-tips and smile
It fare well a little while.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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