An Observation....
there are those who are destined to succeed,
one cannot figure out whether it is tedious work
day and night, or just sheer luck, God's chosen leader,
favored by fate,
one reaps the fortune, honor
fame, glory,
people around him in full
admiration
there those who seem to know only failure
alone in their miseries
and praying over their famous questions
why? why?
the years are fast, and time becomes the sold judge
of all these,
there are those that live in mansions, lavish in their manners
wicked in their spending habits
lush, posh,
and then one day, just like Henry
put a bullet in their heads,
and those that have been accustomed to misery
still continue living
struggling like an ant on their usual processions
like worms eating the
humus of the soil,
and those who think, wonder, and then nod their heads
and say
there is nothing to grudge about
life as see sometimes is unfair
but at the end
every scale balances itself
i, too, has come to the conclusion
success is a relative term
happiness is a state of mind
no one is perfect
so just enjoy the moment
grab your day
and let live
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Live
Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
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It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
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song performed by by Zug Izland
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Life is Precious
People who live with their fellow-countrymen
Are never losers, nor are their heads in discomfort.
Instead, their brains do work,
And their life is special as well.
Their living is precious, because you admire them,
And each person shall think of the other.
It is a perfect world in which we live,
For the inhabitants cast shadows that are long,
They are very, very long.
Children will defend their fortune, their luck does not shine
As much as their elders.
They are wishful thinkers, and their guardians are so wishful.
We are in the agreement process; We are the innocent ones.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Who is to judge?
Family Heads, are you right to judge?
Political Heads, are you wise to judge?
Religious Heads, are you just to judge?
Judicial Heads, are you true to judge?
Individuals, are you free to judge?
One is right to one’s act.
Each act ends with its fate
As each birth meets its death.
Which birth is not just?
Which act is not just?
Who are you and I to judge?
Time is supreme and beyond us.
08.06.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Symbol For Peace, Freedom And Justice
To want freedom and justice for his people was Mandela's only crime
And his freedom taken from him and in jail he spent his prime
But the first democratically elected President of South Africa not one to hold a grudge
His former oppressors he's forgiven he does not condemn or judge.
The now ex President of South Africa is a legend in his time
His potrait painted by famous artists and he's inspired the bards to rhyme
His fame has spread around the World far distant from his Country's shore
And the name of Nelson Mandela destined to live forever more.
He was wrongfully imprisoned yet a grudge he does not hold
And his life well documented and his story often told
In his old age quite a hero and so many he inspire
And a fellow like Mandela is so easy to admire
One of the few inspirational figures in the history of human
kind
And his equals are not many people like him hard to find
A symbol for peace, freedom and justice he is one who can forgive
And the name of Nelson Mandela forever is destined to live.
poem by Francis Duggan
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What is Success?
Success is not merely becoming wealthy.
Success is not only working for remaining healthy.
Success is not going after fame and name.
Success is not living life for such mind game.
Success is not just taking career to the top.
Success is not staying in a bungalow at the hill top.
Success is working hard for your dreams you believe.
Success is perseverance and efforts till you achieve your deal.
Success is having consideration for everyone.
Success is a strong desire and to live to help each one.
Success is to follow the religion of humanity.
Success is to always remember all pervading divinity.
Success is to follow the principle, “Live and let others live.”
Success is to accept others as diversity of nature; beautiful and alive.
Success is working for happiness of the world, a dedication.
Success is to love everyone unconditionally without any expectation.
poem by Dr.nutan Pol
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Work!
Work or no luck
If you don't have work
You get killed sitting still
Work or no luck
If you have too much work
You get killed struggling still
Work or no luck
If you finish fast
You get killed killing time
Work or no luck
If you don't finish on time
You get finished on time
Work or no luck
If you do well
You get recognized well
Work or no luck
If you do not do well
You get the pink paper wall
Work or no luck
If you are organized
You finish it on time
Work or no luck
If you are disorganized
You get finished on time
Work or no luck
If you are interested
Toughest becomes easy
Work or no luck
If you are not interested
Easiest thing becomes toughest
Work or no luck
If you are carving
You keep doing it great
Work or no luck
If you are not carving
You keep doing it a trait
Work or no luck
If you have work
You have luck
Work or no luck
If you have work
Still nothing to do
You have no luck
That's the fate of
Work or luck! ! ! !
poem by Umasree Raghunath
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Contentment Is The Best Sentiment
Happiness will surely arrive
Like this you must think
Then to work you just dive
Forming with success a link
When happiness comes not
Do not live with deep dejection
A solution must be sought
Taking precious hope-injection
Happiness is a relative term
Some acquire it very easily
To be happy if you are firm
You will acquire it surely
A dose of prayer taken
May create inner peace
Boredom may be broken
As prayer will appease
Billion dollars may be earned
Still it may fail to fetch joy
More and more if is yearned
Then in life one may not enjoy.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Son Of Man
Rise up Son of Man
New York cities' Son of Sam
With a gun in hand
He reaps the women of our land
Blood and family does his death depravity
Keep out of his way
Live to lie another day
He picked up a .44 calibur gun
To shoot her down, down
He was told to kill
Dogs and Demons gave him will
Fear and roaming nights
Some remember hating life
Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengance
That he will soon unfurl
Now the time is here
For Son of Sam to spread fear
Father holy ghost, wicked son who kills the most
Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge
Down, down, down...
Gunshots full of lead
Fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Son of Sam killed again!
Down, down, down...
Down, down, down...
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Desire To Know You
First World,
Second World,
A Third World call when a bard writes;
Flow with my mind and let us rule the world.
In my mind,
In my world,
With my views to teach many;
The desire to know you matters to me.
To appreciate it,
To love it,
A Third World call when a bard writes;
The hope to work with you.
Of a world full of questions and answers,
Of the love of the muse that muses;
To swim with an empty bowl at hand with,
The vision still in mind.
Together we live, together we can make it;
Two heads are better than one.
First World,
Second World,
Write like a writer and teach like a teacher;
Two heads are better than one.
Indoors and outdoors activities,
The comedy of one's life;
There are no distances in friendship.
Together we live, together we camn make it;
Like the actions of one's move.
To appreciate it and to love it,
To write it and to learn from it,
A world full of questions and answers;
The desire to know you matters to me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cancel
Oh. I almost canceled my promise
I promise to be a poet
Oh. I almost canceled my travel
I walked to the plans of nature
People termed the luck and success
I say cancel the term
I replaced it with misfortune and failure
People termed the optimism and courage
I say cancel the term
I replaced it with pessimism and fear
Actually many people have canceled the event of his life
Like envelop the trash
But most are not aware
For want of excessive good fortune and success
Like living in Paris with her luxury sparkling
Where it is very common in nature plan
And I will not claim any success
Because it all do not touch anything on me
The day will exist that will give you the sense
So it is not worth it when you want to cancel
There will be a place that will give you the opportunity
Because life is something that we need to glorify {magnify God who gives life =}
poem by Irvan Hermawan Saichu
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the Way To Success
failure may outnumber success
failure is there
to make you strong
failure may cause pain
but nothing goes in vain
failure keeps you in touch
with reality
failure gives wisdom
failure gives experience
cowards don't fail
It's for the brave
who leave the shore
to sail into unknown
failure is a stop
in the journey of life
don't stop at the bend
today's failure would be
tomorrow's bigger success
failure is the cradle
in which success rocks.
failure is not a sin
failure is the first step for success
failure teaches you how to succeed
failure always helps in your success
failure helps you from failing
if you fail, it's not the end of the world
try!
success will definitely be on your way
so will run away your failure
but...
never forget your failure in life which helped you in your
SUCCESS
poem by Liioona Mohie
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Into the Mystery of the Unknown...
fate has a mind of its own
it tinkers too
and performs an experiment
in you
loves guinea pigs
wonders about worms
inside
the humus of the
mind
fate is not cautious
about the softness of your
sensations
it has a choice of its own
no standards to follow
much of the time
unreasonably unfair
do not lurk like a mad soul
a destroyed
bent misshapen
spirit
it will consider you as
another
statistical mishap
take revenge
erase the lines of your palms
venture into the unknown
where fate
too has never gone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Unwise Are Wise Enough!
Wise is the one who eats to live
And live to eat;
He knows for sure he will be hungry,
And the stomach can never be filled,
Keeps it half filled!
People are with head,
One fourth filled with thoughts and ideas,
One fourth by emotions and prejudice,
One fourth by desires and ambitions,
One fourth felt empty but filled with froth of ego and lies!
Some love to live, but most live to love,
many like to
Work and earn!
Some only dream and yearn,
Even many saints live in painted mansions,
Golden shoes, cosmetics,
bold and beautiful
Girls on posh cot and beds,
False are these,
when men and woman are lusty,
They fear God,
Godmen when are lusty,
Fear neither god or men!
Bright they are in daylight,
dark and devilish, under the veil of dark
or they twinkle with twinkling form stars!
Most like to live with hope,
hope of love or love of hope,
Falling to faiths and superstitions,
no faith is better than faith in one's own Self,
Whom we call low people,
Daring they are to take what fate,
or the Gods may give.
They ask no question,
no time to make no prayer,
No time to kiss the lips and caress the
hair,
Only tired they retire!
No passion no fashion,
as they greet morning Sun with busy and tense mind,
ready to face flow of life and accept failure or pain as their fate,
The work hard and toil
To have that little for the day,
Try to hold breath and to face trifles,
they have to work with clock,
in time they reach their workplace, they are ready to anything
let go anythong they have,
Or ready to accept Whatever come on thier way!
Wise are wise to exploit,
Unwise or not fools,
They are wise to make their own way!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Wisdom
The power of money moves man closer to God
You worship them
Illness is a luxury you couldn’t have missed
Wealthiest people have it too
Failure is a stepping stone to achievement
Success is like a dessert
A sweet finishing
A good leader is to lead what you could lead
The rest is history
Don’t say no when you know that the no is a yes
It could cost you a fortune
Religion is not an excuse to kill your enemy
Use them as a tool to foster friendships
Define love
Love is like the Earth and the gravity
Inseparable
A good actor could not conceal his true behavior
It shows on his face
Death is a place to rest
Without your flesh and blood
A man is rich when he has all in places
Love, respect, friendships, happiness, admiration, honor
Don’t be upset when you had failed to achieve something
You could still make it, before you die
Between a woman and a mother
Both are the same, a life giver
Sadness is not a failure
But an honor to make amends
True love is a scarification
To be or not to be
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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There Is No Rest For Success
Success is a journey not a destination a year from
now you may wish you had started today.
Every beginner is a winner. Success is not escaping problems but facing them creatively.
There is no success without sacrifice.
Great success always calls for great sacrifice.
Even failure can become an important ingredient to success.
Failure just means that you have not yet succeeded.
I’d rather change my mind and succeed than have my own way and fail. Success without conflict is unrealistic.
Any person can be successful on smooth seas,
but it is the victory over the storm that gains true honor.
Success doesn’t come through the way you think it comes;
it comes through the way you think.
Never settle for less than success.
Success is doing something good.
When you can, where you can, while you can.
It’s better to attempt to do something great and fail,
than attempt to do nothing and succeed.
Success is not necessarily reaching your goal- but reaching the maximum possibilities in light of the opportunities that come your way.
To keep your values on target remember to live so that when you “arrive”, you’ll have pride behind you and hope ahead of you.
The success is truly the path to heaven.
Success is never ending, because success is like the process of seed planting. Every creative contribution like a seed planted may bear fruit.
Success finally is not what you have it is not what you do;
it is who you are, and what
you want to become of yourself.
poem by Felix Lugo
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Destined For Glory
Once upon a time in a forlorn land,
a man on a mission was left at fates hand
In his eyes you could see the whites turn red
Surrounded by evil, abandoned for dead
Born on the run by the sign of the sun
A mail-clad warrior, the chosen one
His name's been cursed, he is bound to fail
A wandering spirit with the will to prevail
By the sign of the moon,
he swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
He still can recall his father's words
"Don't loose your faith, let your voice be heard"
Echoes from the past will lead him on
By these words of honor, shine like the sun
By the sign of the moon
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
The prophecies spoke of a wandering man
Skilled with steel, black as the night
Normally veiled from the mortal eyes
His hammer arose like a magic force
With a gaze that turned everything into stone
the warrior spoke, "I am the one"
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
song performed by by Hammerfall
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in God's mercy
we look for patterns of success
and we look at their lives
those who made it
to the top
and those who amassed what fortunes
are there
on this earth available to all those
whom you think
deserve
the efforts and strategies
the patience and hard work
you find yourself without a dime
homeless and
deprived
there are no patterns of success
not even luck has a map
there are only those who are there and do nothing
and yet they get all
fame and glory and fortune
you ask yourself today
what have i done to deserve all these?
God has no answer.
kneel and just pray.
Your fate will always be yours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Act live with motto
What can you expect from dead?
Can we expect anything from dead head?
Blinds can’t come to the forefront and lead
It is quite impossible to understand and read
We shut our eyes and pretend ignorance
Luck and chance comes in life only once
If we can’t judge properly and take the decision
It will be inaccurate and without precision
We must act live and with some motive
Full participation by remaining very active
Humble approach with firmness but submissive
Full of enthusiasm and presenting it live
No trace will be there when we leave
No one may agree to what we did or believe
It is like building castles in the sand
May come down like pack of cards with current trend
We live with body but without soul
Distrust all and smell the foul
It is to be trusted and trust
We are on earth like ordinary guest
We have shortest tenure with limited span
To finish it fast without guidance or plans
Where will be time to judge and assure?
We will have to make it doubly sure
Life is dull if there is no goal or aim
You can’t thrust on luck and claim
It requires lot of efforts with dedication
Success with honor may give you good indication
Dead can’t rise from grave
You got to be very firm and brave
If dead could deliver the result
Why don’t we go to them for advice and consult?
It is high time to act as per vigor and strength
We must throw whole weight and go to any length
It is not the game but strong resolve to fight
To come out from the dark to find the ray of light
Only dead don't fight and offer the resistance
You must go all out or correct insistence
The success may not elude but come on the way
Keep off from wrong illusion and have final say
Sea waves may remain calm amidst strong wind
Heavy underneath current but weather very kind
It is destiny that awaits the decisive blow
Nothing can stop you even furious river with water flow
Calm down when time permit and stand again
Claim the credit and strike again and again
Clouds will have to disappear for bright sun shine
It may be wise on our part to feel always fine
Who can rejoice or laugh at failure?
Who can convert it in to success for sure?
Fortune can favor only the strong and brave
Cowards may bow more and simply cave
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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about Lady Luck
last night
when the hours begin to bore all of us
in our heads
like worms i told my students about
Lady Luck, oh
she is beautiful and scented and
soft skinned and
black haired with eyes as clear as
a pond and
hands as comforting as the voice
of mother
that when she comes she enters the door
of your house
without knocking and proceeds to your
room to bring you
the big news of your life and she hands you
success and money and fame
even honor and
a good name
and they were all amazed
their mouths wide gaping and asking for more
about her
Lady Luck
and they all love her and all the boring hours went away
like hot water seeping on
the dusty carpet of the room
what they do not know is this:
i never like her and she never like me too
and that i once told her
go away i do not need you
and i cannot love you
my heart is heavy of course
paddling my way towards an island
a castle separated by a moat
using my own hands
my own
faith.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Desinted For Glory
Once upon a time in a forlorn land,
A man on a mission was left at fates hand
In his eyes you could see the whites turn red
Surrounded by evil, abandoned for dead
Born on the run by the sign of the sun
A mail-clad warrior, the chosen one
His names been cursed, he is bound to fail
A wandering spirit with the will to prevail
By the sign of the moon,
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
He still can recall his fathers words
Dont loose your faith, let your voice be heard
Echoes from the past will lead him on
By these words of honor, shine like the sun
By the sign of the moon
He swore the oath to fight alone
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
The prophecies spoke of a wandering man
Skilled with steel, black as the night
Normally veiled from the mortal eyes
His hammer arose like a magic force
With a gaze that turned everything into stone
The warrior spoke, I am the one
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without honor, and youre destined to fall
Fight with your heart, and youre destined for glory
But fight without soul and you will loose it all
song performed by by Hammerfall
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