Unbalanced Libra Mind
Hellish place, unstable mind
For “day to day” she is unfit
Her psyche, bound, confined
To full life she won't commit
(We pray for your recovery my precious)
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poem by Ray Lucero
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Pray For Peace Prosperity In Japan
Pray for stoic disaster devastated nation of Japan.
Pray for recovery from devastating 8.9 earthquake.
Pray for recovery from massive destructive tsunami.
Pray for containment of compromised nuclear reactors.
Pray for hope strength determination for Japanese people.
Pray for complete recovery restoration of Japanese economy.
Pray for God’s blessing a covenant blessing upon nation Japan.
Pray for the souls of family relatives friends lost.
Pray for the hearts of hurting suffering survivors.
In the name of the Father Son Holy Spirit pray for Japan.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Idolatory
idolatory
many commit it
even without a trace
of an idol
for in their heart
god has become
an idol itself
day in and day out
they pray
to him for favours
and when
they are not forthcoming
god is put
in a corner
of the heart
unfit even for idols
- forgotten
and loathed
- as they look
to another idol
for favours
the devil
sure knows
the best place
to make an idol
out of god
Lot is one in
a trillion
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Pray
I pray for your safety my love
Pray your dreams be fulfilled
Pray for help from God above
Pray a shattered world rebuild
Pray with me, that all are fed
Pray our Lord God will listen
Pray we see what lay ahead
Pray our mortal souls be risen
Pray for all who now do suffer
Pray for respite from their pain
Pray empathy provides a buffer
Pray for those few gone insane
Believe sincere prayers always work
Believe prayer lights where Satan lurks
(Dedicated to my Beloved)
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With What the Stress Has Taught
Though I have not a reason for my stress
The world begins to test me once again...
I love my life but now I must confess
That I would not mind if it were to end.
The mental tension has my life confined
And there is no nepenthe for my strain,
But still the life I love does ask my mind
To burn and blacken out in daily pain.
Why must the burden be too large to bear?
Why does it snap the spirit like a twig?
Why does the mind commit to such affairs
That give us but another grave to dig?
Though stress ignites the hell within my thoughts,
My life improves with what the stress has taught.
“shaky Town”
Known as “City of Angels” by the pious
“Shaky Town” to those that drive truck
Gotham gangs, burbs and racial bias
Hellish place for an actor down on his luck
(To Brandon…hang in there my son)
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Precious Time
Precious time is slipping away
But youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
It doesnt matter what route you take
Sooner or later the hearts going to break
No rhyme or reason, no master plan
No nirvana, no promised land
Because, precious time is slipping away
Yuu know youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
Say que sera, whatever will be
But then I keep on searching for immortality
Shes so beautiful but shes going to die some day
Everything in life just passes away
But, precious time is slipping away
You know shes only queen for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
Well this world is cruel with its twists and turns
Well the fires still in me and the passion burns
I love a medley til the day I die
til hell freezes over and the rivers run dry
Precious time is slipping away
You know shes only queen for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray because
Precious time is slipping away
Precious time is slipping away
You know youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray
Precious time is slipping away
Precious time is slipping away
You know youre only king for a day
It doesnt matter to which God you pray because
Precious time is slipping away
song performed by by Van Morrison
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If i die?
If i die will any1 miss me?
If i die will i be remembered?
If i die will they cry because im gone?
If i die will my best friend be there?
If i die will she care?
If i die would people change the way they think?
If i commit suicide will people judge the person that I was?
If i commit suicide will I get to see my sis because shes in heaven?
If i commit suicide will some1 blame themself?
If i commit suicide will my parents be embarresed to call me their son?
If i think of these things constantly should i commit suicide and take the easy way out or should i fight and pray to god for the best?
My Self
I travel oft deep into my self
confined to the inner recesses
of my body-mind complex.
Expecting to marvel
at the subtle integration
of the body and the self,
I attempt to realize my self
for salvation to attain.
When I understand the
fore and deep parts of mind,
I hesitate to believe
the nature of the ‘Self',
its confinement or liberation,
the spiritual preceptors explained.
Being wavered in thoughts
I am unfit to meditate
or prostrate at the feet of God.
But I am not sane to be in fast
and pray to God standing on
a single foot for decades
in dark and light to have
a feel of ‘self', as someone
committed suicide wantonly
to have a feel of death.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Marijuana
Herb that opens up ones mind
Feds can’t tax, so deem illegal
Those that grow get confined
Perhaps time to make pot legal
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Worm eaten buds
A coach is who is unfit to play in the field.
A director is who is unfit to act on the stage.
An advisor is who is unfit to execute the advice.
So is a lover, who is unfit to seduce the beloved.
All sprouts of love are worm eaten buds
16.05.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Why commit suicide?
Why commit suicide?
Don’t tie yourself with a rope
With life, there is always hope
With life, there is always scope
Why commit suicide?
For you there is no roller coaster life ride
Your heart is filled with an empty hole so wide
Don’t put yourself on fire and fry
With life, you can still make an effort and try
Please leave us not with a permanent goodbye
Why commit suicide?
Believe me when I say ‘You are not alone’
Many out there are shivering cold to the bone
Express your feelings to someone on the phone
Full of debt
Never properly slept
Always sadly wept
Wish you had something wonderful
You could have treasured and kept
Unsucessfuly with exams
After hectic midnight crams
Who gives a damn!
You are not alone!
You are not alone!
So you feel so empty inside
You are full of egoistical pride
To admit the thought of a suicide tide
Love has never even been on your side
Believe me when I say ‘You are not alone’
With life, there is no stone
That you cannot eventually overthrow
To reclaim your rightful throne
So why commit suicide?
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Restless Heart
(coverdale/vandenberg)
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting,
My precious time.
There are times in my life,
I dont know witch way to turn,
When everything I touch
I get my fingers burned...
Dreams to ashes, ashes to dust,
When all that glitters
Is dull with rust...
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting,
My precious time...
Im torn and tattered,
Shattered and worn,
Ive had enough
Trying to live my life
In the eye of the storm...
Every heartache
Leaves a scar on my face,
Somebody reach out
Or throw me a line,
Get me out of this place...
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting, wasting,
My precious time...
Oh, so tired.
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting,
My precious time...
Restless heart, restless mind,
Im tired of wasting, wasting,
All of my precious time...
Restless heart, restless mind,
So Im tired of wasting, wasting,
All of my precious time, time, time
Restless heart...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Commit To Memory
Commit me to memory, like I own you
Like the last of the raindrops in the consequent Summer,
And the foliage anew by Autumn,
Commit me to memory, though I do not own you
For when the darkness and sleaze go astray,
It is never too late to have vied for and pray,
That the remaining hours in one’s life sway
Towards forgetting and not forgetting –
Now what is better, to commit to memory
Or to disregard and go on day by day?
I know this true enough that you’d turn to say,
That certainly, one leaves and one stays,
You are earnest enough to have forged a lie
Contorting a vastly eviscerated sky
Oh, the things we do when we bid good bye,
How thwarting enough to not permit life
In every breath I pledge with strife.
And so I say, I will commit you to memory evermore
Until your ship is moored to my shore –
But then, hope is a loose accolade hanging
Unsteadily by a thread of phase-shifting,
Star blinding, moon kissing and sun quelling –
And so, to commit you to memory under the infinite sky;
With a sigh, the things you make me do when you say good bye
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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The Wizard Within
The Id dwells in the subconscious mind
Very well disguised, and very well hid
Little understood, and much maligned
If loosed you'd be set free, 'God forbid'
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Closeness
Beloved, our closeness is this;
Anywhere you place your foot,
Feel my firmness beneath you
I want to be where your bare feet walk
Perhaps before you step,
You will look at the ground
I want that blessing
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New Horizons
Well Ive had dreams enough for one
And Ive got love enough for three
I have my hopes to comfort me
I got my new horizons out to sea
But Im never going to lose your precious gift
It will always be that way
Cos I know Im going to find my own peace of mind
Someday...
Where is this place that we have found
Nobody knows where we are bound
I long to hear, I need to see
Cos Ive shed tears too many for me
But Im never going to lose your precious gift
It will always be that way
Cos I know Im going to find my own peace of mind
Someday...
On the wind soaring free
Spread your wings
Im beginning to see
Out of mind far from view
Beyond the reach of a nightmare come true
Well Ive had dreams enough for one
And I got love enough for three
I have my hopes to comfort me
I got my new horizons out to sea
But Im never going to lose your precious gift
It will always be that way
Cos I know Im going to find my own peace of mind
Someday...
Someway...
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Recovery
Reminder,
Recovery,
The muse,
Your hope,
Your love,
My peace,
My mind,
Your act,
Your care;
But, maybe, i did put it in! !
For, today is the day of your recovery.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Precious Time
I was captured by the light of a wayward smile
When she said to me,
Move slowly son and touch the sky,
Very soon youll see
Oo, how precious time placed its hand on me;
Oo, how precious time, how it rescued me.
See the line of sight in side your mind,
But from where I dont know.
And the tales that are left behind,
Left for all to grow.
Oo, precious time placed its hand on me;
Oo, precious time, how it rescued me.
Oo, how it rescued me, how it rescued me.
Oh, theres a place in time not far from here,
A place we all could see;
So if youre lookin for a better day,
Touch the sky and see.
Oh, precious time placed its hand on me;
Oh, precious time, how it rescued me.
Be the soldiers for your lives my friends,
Fight for all to see.
Its the only way to catch the sun;
Its the only way youll see,
Oh how precious time placed its hand on me,
Yeah precious time
How it rescued me, baby, baby it rescued me.
Oh, theres a place in time not far from here,
A place we all could see;
So if youre lookin for a better day,
Touch the sky and see.
Oh, precious time placed its hand on me;
Oh, precious time, how it rescued me.
song performed by by Journey
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~ Prayer ~
Beloved you only pray in times of stress or need.
Forget not to pray for the joy and abundance you already have.
Prayer is but the expansion of your self into the Cosmos.
If it is for your comfort to pour darkness into space,
It should also be your delight to pour out the dawning of your soul.
If you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer,
Trust that after weeping you shall find laughter.
When you pray you rise to meet in the air others who pray.
And you recognize each other in sweet communion.
Know that when you enter prayer with no other purpose than asking,
For the sake of asking you shall not receive.
Be invisible and pray not before men.
Beloved I cannot teach you how to pray with words as,
You have but to allow God to speak through your lips.
If you but listen to the stillness of the night you shall hear;
“Father your will is our will”
We need not ask for anything, because you know our needs before us.
Father you are our only need, for in giving of yourself you gives us everything.
(Inspired by Kahlil Gibran)
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Be With The Same Feathers
A rose is unfit to be with cacti.
A black is unfit to be with whites.
A wise one is unfit to be with fools.
They cannot elbow through to progress.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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