Involuntarily Solitary
We're hailed to a hostile Earth
Born of tears, a babe alone
Hopefully live a life of worth
Till lain 'neath cold headstone
poem by Ray Lucero
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Hell Or Heaven
Mama used to say to me
You can make your destiny
Keep your feet planted on the ground
You can always get it back
Make a castle from a one room shack
It's what you make of what you've found
Son you're gonna find out when you're older
There's always been the hand of God
Resting right there on your shoulder
Will it be hell or heaven on Earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna live life for all it's worth
Choose hell or heaven on Earth
If you live it right
There's nothing to fear
'Cause you'll find heaven right here
Saw a man the other day
Had it made in every way
Till his greed brought him down
He was blinded by the city lights
Now he shivers in the cold at night
Who will save the lifeguard
When he's about to drown
Will it be hell or heaven on Earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna live life for all it's worth
Choose hell or heaven on Earth
If you live it right
There's nothing to fear
'Cause you'll find heaven right here
You know you're gonna walk on through the fire
You know you're gonna feel the pain
You know you're gonna lose if you wanna win the game
And every time your heart is breakin'
And every time your faith is shaken
Just remember what mama said
Oh yeah
Hope when my time has come
I'm left enough to build upon
Ain't no one gonna say I didn't try
And here's why
Hell or heaven on Earth
The choice is up to you
Look to the sky, the answer is clear
Are you gonna live life for all it's worth
Choose hell or heaven on Earth
If you live it right
There's nothing to fear
'Cause you'll find heaven right here
You'll find heaven right here (x3)
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Bring Your Happiness Here
When you think about what is right!
Does it keep you up through the night?
Are you feeling your light go dim...
And you're afraid of the darkness,
Moving in?
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Grit your teeth,
And keep your lips shut tight!
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Go home and lock all your doors...
And relax your mind tonight!
When you see that things are falling apart,
And in your heart you want it to come...
To a stop!
And politicians seem to lie everyday.
You don't know what to believe,
Or want to hear what they say!
But,
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Grit your teeth,
And keep your lips shut tight!
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Go home and lock all your doors...
And relax your mind tonight!
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Enjoy the moment for what it is.
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Don't spend another second squeezing out,
More...
Of your charity tears!
No babe!
Oh babe!
Enjoy the moment for what it is.
No babe!
Oh babe!
Remove all that grumbling...
Get up!
Get out and live.
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Get up.
Get out.
And bring your happiness here!
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Get up.
Get out.
And bring your happiness here!
Oh babe!
Oh babe!
Remove all that grumbling...
Get up!
Get out and live.
Oh babe!
Remove all that grumbling...
Get up!
Get out and live.
Oh babe!
Get up.
Get out.
And bring your happiness here!
'I would like with you to 'Samba'
Get up.
Get out.
And bring your happiness here!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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X'mas 2011
This winter’s cold’s much more than we can bear;
Yet, Christ was born in freezing cold, they say!
In house comfortable, we live and fare;
There was no room in inn for Christ that day!
Yet, He was born as Immanuel today!
He brought both joy and peace to men on earth;
The Son of God for pillow had just hay!
In manger poor, babe Jesus had his birth!
God flashed the news to shepherds warming near;
They walked at once to see their new-born King;
What Magi told had filled Herod with fear,
As Star of Bethlehem showed way to Him.
The Savior King was born in poverty;
The Word got flesh in Mary’s womb this day;
It happened as per Scripture’s prophecy!
Christ came for sinners’ sake on Christmas Day!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-12-11
poem by John Celes
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X’mas
Born was a child in a manger;
Born was the son of God, the Father;
Born was the love of the Maker;
Born was for men, a Redeemer.
Born was a baby boy, a king;
Born was on earth a prophet great;
Born was the love of God in human form;
Born was a Messiah.
Born was a son of a carpenter;
Born was the king of Jews;
Born was the living God as flesh;
Born was a Savior.
Born was a babe, who brought,
Joy and peace to the world;
Born was a babe on a bed of hay,
As angels choirs kept singing on.
Born was the spotless Lamb of God
Who was to die on the cross;
Born was a divine child,
From the Virgin Mary’s womb!
Born was Lord Jesus Christ,
Who paid the price for our sins,
And by His death and resurrection,
Made it possible for sinners too,
To go to Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-25-2006
poem by John Celes
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There Are No Minutes Kept Backed Up
There are no minutes kept backed up,
To put aside to decide to live them.
There are no minutes that can be stored as such,
For one to decide life is worth living.
There are no minutes kept backed up.
None one can say they have wrapped up.
There is no one on Earth with that much luck...
To decide when their life is worth the living.
People think they should be shown some proof,
That a life they live is worth the living.
While they isolate themselves locked up in coops,
To decide that a life they live is worth the living.
While awaiting for someone to approve what they do,
That a life given to them is worth the living.
With a choosing of every move...
Excusing some choices while others are removed.
To clarify that a life they live is worth the living.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Two Cents Worth
Well I been drinkin' again
And I know it's a sin
But I just can't refuse an old friend
Cause life is gettin' me down
And I been two times around
And there ain't nothing but pain around the bend
I'm not made for the time
I'm born in the wrong century
There's too much craziness here
In twenty-five years I have used all the tears in my eyes
Now this old world is a fright
You know my future ain't bright
And I'd just crawl in a hole if I could
Or maybe live out in space
Or some other far away place
And not come back to this earth till it's good
Oh but I'm dreaming again
I know that I'm here till the end
There's too much craziness here
In twenty-five years I have used all the tears in my eyes
Well you might think that I'm all wrong
The things I say in this song
I really wish I could see it your way
Cause there's a storm rollin' in
And it just might be the end
So I'm praying we'll all get away
Now my cup is running dry
The weight of the world gets me down
There's too much craziness here
In twenty-five years I have used all the tears in my eyes
There's nowhere to turn
So I'll just have to learn not to cry, no more
It's all I can do till we find something new
But I'll get by you know I'll try
In twenty-five years I have used all the tears in my eyes
song performed by by Kansas
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4 The Tears In Your Eyes
Long ago, there was a man
Change stone 2 bread with the touch of his hand
Made the blind see and the dumb understand
He died 4 the tears in your eyes
Your eyes
Many people came from all around
Hear this man preach, glorious sound
Spoke of man in harmony and love abound
He died 4 the tears in your eyes
Your eyes
Your eyes
Your...eye...
Died 4 the tears in your eyes
4 the tears in your eyes
And the tears of sorrow
4 cents may be all that theyre worth
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth
The earth
Faith is a word, we all should try
Describing the man who willingly died
Believe that your hunger, sorrow, and fears
Is less than the tears in your eyes
Your eyes
Less than the tears in your eyes
4 the tears in your eyes
And the tears of sorrow
4 cents may be all that theyre worth (all theyre worth)
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth
Say it again...
4 the tears in your eyes
And the tears of sorrow
4 cents may be all that theyre worth (all theyre worth)
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth
The earth
Thank you
song performed by by Prince
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The Shadowed
Hard as the bed in the earth
where a stone has lain —
so rough, so tough, and so cold, —
Winter’s stranglehold
dumb numbs with callous hand.
Musty dusty as smell
of old earth on a vein -
oozing damp through its pores —
Winter’s white blanket is lain,
chilling me to the core
with fine filigree hair;
stealing sight from my eyes.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Thought I Cannot Complete
The thought I cannot complete,
This is the thought I cannot complete,
The thought of the life I lead,
The thought of the wonderful world I live in.
Thinking am I worth living in this precious world which we destroy for our survival,
Are we born to rule on this earth or are we born to serve on this earth.
Are we born to control the nature we cannot conserve, is this really the free world they claim to be, are we yet understanding the meaning of life.
This is the thought I cannot complete,
They say the brain is intellectual yet others believe money is power and so we claim to live in the free world we cannot afford.
I used to think religion is an individual belief though now I got caught in the world where i'm forced to believe even the fabricate religion yet I stand none credulous.
Does resurrection exist nor heaven and hell we told we will reach according to our good and evil deeds, or will I perish so the young soul shall be born,
This are the thoughts I cannot complete.
poem by Sefofane Shabalala
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A Carol
This gospel sang the angels bright:
Lord Jhesu shall be born this night;
Born not in house nor yet in hall,
Wrapped not in purple nor in pall,
Rocked not in silver, neither gold;
This word the angels sang of old;
Nor christened with white wine nor red;
This word of old the angels said
Of Him which holdeth in His hand
The strong sea and green land.
This thrice and four times happy night—
These tidings sang the angels bright—
Forlorn, betwixen ear and horn,
A babe shall Jhesu Lord be born,
A weeping babe in all the cold;—
This word the angels sang of old—
And wisps of hay shall be his bed;
This word of old the angels said
Of Him which keepeth in His hand
The strong sea and green land.
O babe and Lord, Thou Jhesu bright,—
Let all and some now sing this night—
Betwixt our sorrow and our sin,
Be thou new-born our hearts within;
New-born, dear babe and little King,
So letten some and all men sing—
To wipe for us our tears away!
This night so letten all men say
Of Him which spake, and lo! they be—
The green land and strong sea.
poem by William Canton
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Sonnet- On earth, our mind matters foremost
All joys and sorrows are but states of mind,
And last as long as we are here on earth;
Nothing is everlasting, we all find;
The quest for these is also without worth.
Our earth's stay yet, must be a useful one;
We shalt not shirk, our duties to man, God;
Accountable, we are under the Sun;
Our Judgement fair is given by the Lord.
Just take in Life all things as they come on;
They shan’t affect our minds and hearts for long;
Nothing is permanent since we are born;
Our life on earth will end like every song.
So live today; let morrow come or not;
The purity of soul to keep, we ought.
poem by John Celes
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Worth While
It is easy enough to be pleasant,
When life flows by like a song,
But the man worth while is one who will smile,
When everything goes dead wrong.
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with the years,
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through tears.
It is easy enough to be prudent,
When nothing tempts you to stray,
When without or within no voice of sin
Is luring your soul away;
But it's only a negative virtue
Until it is tried by fire,
And the life that is worth the honor of earth
Is the one that resists desire.
By the cynic, the sad, the fallen,
Who had no strength for the strife,
The world's highway is cumbered to-day;
They make up the sum of life.
But the virtue that conquers passion,
And the sorrow that hides in a smile,
It is these that are worth the homage on earth
For we find them but once in a while.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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As life nears
It is life cycle
We are helpless and unable
No say in ultimate end
To live with the world and befriend
Good work may be paid as life nears
Its destination and leaves only tears behind
Nothing to miss about your loss as it was open and frank
Everybody is in grief but pray the God and thank
You might have been good to people
You might proved your worth and be able
To deliver the work as promised
It might be hailed as achievement before you ceased
Not all get everything as desired in life
The life is full of challenge and also of strife
How you could do it is another aspect
This has only lead you to earn respect
Today people are laying wreath
It is great loss to them over your death
Not that there were no people of your caliber
But you were great success and hailed as climber
You were so close to their heart
This was no less achievement as an art
To get acclaim from people is a rare feat
People have to make great sacrifice and sweat
I evaluate this scene as one of most deserving and commendable
Your dreams have been realized and proved as sustainable
So far they were considered as unachievable and beyond human reach
You made it as reality as no one had promised as such
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I like the way you do...by talile ali
I like the way you do
strong as the wind
cold as ice
something special
something real nice
babe your cool
i like the way you do
on the dance floor
as you move
this sensation
is my groove
come and love me babe
i like the way you do
oh i like the way you do
oh i like the way you pitch woo
babe, i like the way you do
come on and love me
come do me right
keep it simple
till it feels tight
come on and love me
i like the way you do
poem by Talile Ali
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Earth
Words and music by tim staffell
I might be at a table
And suddenly Ill catch
A fleeting vision of her crystal seas
Or I might be standing in a crowded dockyard faraway
Underneath the sun Ive never seen
cos I have seen many worlds
For what its worth
But Ill never see again the planet earth
My earth
I might be chasing waves of light
Out towards the rim
Where stars are sparse
And the cold of space seeps in
But I might be in a bar room
Drinking methylated gin
And thinking of the places I have been
Yes I have seen many worlds
For what its worth
But Ill never see again the planet earth
My earth
I have seen many worlds
For what its worth
But Ill never see again the planet earth
My earth
Cast adrift amongst the stars
I float from sun to sun
Dreaming of the world that gave me birth
All the places I have been
Remind me there is none
To match the green living hills of earth
cos I have seen many worlds
For what its worth
But Ill never see again the planet earth
My earth
song performed by by Queen
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Till The End Of Life!
As par the time passes away
You and I became lover of each other,
You are the One who is my mirror Image
And I feel proud that So beautiful in that image.
I am destination and I am your way
But you are my life, my Love, Tears of all days and nights,
Today I had cry but not because of you my love
That tears were for my loneliness.
I feel that I can live my life till the end with you
You are very beautiful like rainbow and stars,
You are so great as sky is!
Till the end of life I always wants to be with you.
I loves your each and every picture
I am very lucky princess that I have very impressive,
Dashing, and gorgeous Prince like you
Your Cinderella is waiting to live her life
With You in the journey of Till The End Of Life.
poem by Kaitreena Stwert
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The earth is my home
I am a man born on earth
I am a man born on earth
To live is my right
For that i have to fight
I don't need
Anybody's green light
For it my own life
And i have the right
To be free
And be free
I have no place
Than the earth
I don't need
All these wealth
Neither gold nor silver
Can buy my health
The earth is my home
poem by Matt Ancient
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I Want You
In the morning I raise my head
And Im thinkin of days gone by
And the thing I want out of life is
I want you (I want you)
I want you (I want you)
You can run, you can hide
But you never get away
You can lie and deny
But you know youre gonna pay
Never loved, never thought you could
Treat you right, girl, you know I would
You can fight but tonight
Theres nothin you can do
I want you (I want you)
Baby, baby, babe, I want you (I want you)
You can walk in a haze
You can travel till you die
You can live in a dream
And your life will pass you by
Every day that you hesitate
Youre never changin the hands of fate
You can fight but tonight
Theres nothing you can do
I want you (I want you)
Baby, baby, babe I want you (I want you)
In the morning I raise my head
And Im thinkin of days gone by
And the thing I want out of life is
I want you (I want you)
Baby, baby, babe I want you (I want you)
Baby, baby, babe I want you (I want you)
Baby, baby, babe I want you (I want you)
I want you (I want you)
I want you (I want you)
I want you (I want you)
I want you (I want you)
Ah (I want you) (I want you)
song performed by by Kiss
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My Heart and I
I.
ENOUGH ! we're tired, my heart and I.
We sit beside the headstone thus,
And wish that name were carved for us.
The moss reprints more tenderly
The hard types of the mason's knife,
As heaven's sweet life renews earth's life
With which we're tired, my heart and I.
II.
You see we're tired, my heart and I.
We dealt with books, we trusted men,
And in our own blood drenched the pen,
As if such colours could not fly.
We walked too straight for fortune's end,
We loved too true to keep a friend ;
At last we're tired, my heart and I.
III.
How tired we feel, my heart and I !
We seem of no use in the world ;
Our fancies hang grey and uncurled
About men's eyes indifferently ;
Our voice which thrilled you so, will let
You sleep; our tears are only wet :
What do we here, my heart and I ?
IV.
So tired, so tired, my heart and I !
It was not thus in that old time
When Ralph sat with me 'neath the lime
To watch the sunset from the sky.
`Dear love, you're looking tired,' he said;
I, smiling at him, shook my head :
'Tis now we're tired, my heart and I.
V.
So tired, so tired, my heart and I !
Though now none takes me on his arm
To fold me close and kiss me warm
Till each quick breath end in a sigh
Of happy languor. Now, alone,
We lean upon this graveyard stone,
Uncheered, unkissed, my heart and I.
VI.
Tired out we are, my heart and I.
Suppose the world brought diadems
To tempt us, crusted with loose gems
Of powers and pleasures ? Let it try.
We scarcely care to look at even
A pretty child, or God's blue heaven,
We feel so tired, my heart and I.
VII.
Yet who complains ? My heart and I ?
In this abundant earth no doubt
Is little room for things worn out :
Disdain them, break them, throw them by
And if before the days grew rough
We once were loved, used, -- well enough,
I think, we've fared, my heart and I.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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The Gift
He was born in Bethlehem they say, there was a star to light the path to where
He lay. Rich or poor they came from far and near, cause they'd all heard the
reason He was here.
CHORUS:
He was the Son God sent to one and all. Put on this earth to hang there on that
cross. Born to die so we could live. He had the birthday, we got the gift.
They wrapped him up with gentle hands. God hoped the world would understand.
Eternal life we shall receive. And all that He asks in return is that we just
believe.
CHORUS:
He was the Son God sent to one and all. Put on this earth to hang there on that
cross. Born to die so we could live. He had the birthday, we got the gift.
There's no way in this world we could repay the miracle He gave us on that day.
CHORUS:
He was the Son God sent to one and all, put on this earth to hang there on that
cross, born to die so we could live. He had the birthday, we got the gift.
On our Savior's birthday, we got the gift.
song performed by by Randy Travis
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