I Could Have Chosen My Words
i could have chose my words
carefully
to please you all. I could have arranged them
the way you all want them
like the way you presented your points-of-view like the pillars
all aligned to the north star
the one that guides the lost ships
back to their comfort shores. I could have chosen the tone
and specified the context of my intentions. I could have set these words
in a musical scheme that pleases your ears while you sip your coffee
and had a good view of this world
amaze you with beauty and grace
like some well-sought and popular entertainer.......
but i didn't and i have long decided that i won't.
i have never been a pleader
and an entertainer i am not, neither had it become my cup of tea
to see to it that there is comfort in my house......
i am just being myself, and like you, no one pleases me too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The path of pleasure
To punish pleases us
And to pardon does as well.
To revenge pleases us
And to pity does as well.
To pride pleases us
And to be humble does as well.
If getting pleased is the goal
The wise will chose the second.
23.09.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When you turn professional, you become an entertainer, and like every other entertainer, you don't want to get a bad review.
quote by Scott Hamilton
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Cher wanted to be an entertainer more than I've seen anybody want to be an entertainer in my life.
quote by Sonny Bono
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My life is as an artist, not an entertainer. I don't consider myself an entertainer, but I can do that thing when I want to.
quote by Dan Fogelberg
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Interlude (feat. Cedric The Entertainer)
[Cedric the Entertainer]:
Goin good, hold up. Get off me real quick I'm
tryin to holla at my dog real fast.
Hey, hey Nelly what's up dog, this Ced the
Entertainer boy. I'm at a wild little party,
dog. Ay get back at me I'm tryin to holla at
you about the album now I'm a talk to all of
ya'll. Big Leaugue, Kyuan, Little T, City Spud,
my homies. What's up ya'll, you need to get at
me I need to be on this album playa. I'm tryin
to blow up with ya. S.T.L. Ya'll get back at
me aight? Just call me.
song performed by by Nelly
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Upstairs In My House
No one knows what I can see and and what I see it pleases me on my roof
South pacific hot sea pool, coney island amusement school for mispent youth
Its all in my own front yard, seagulls grazing in the park and foreshore
South-east wind pins back my ears, luna park lights up the years of painless days
I like it, upstairs in my house
Dealers selling junk and trash, people spend their hard earned cash on sundays
Its quiet when they fade away, westgate bridge breakes up the day, into red sky
I like it, upstairs in my house, upstairs in my house
No one knows what I can see and what I see it pleases me on my roof
I like it, upstairs in my house, upstairs in my house
song performed by by Men At Work
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Stories Of Hope Series #8 Old Friend
I came across a friend today
It had been so long I didn’t know what to say.
The words seemed to escape my mind
For it had been such a long time.
She asked me about my family
and how life was treating me.
Not wanting to tell her all I had been through
I said: fine! How about you?
She sensed that there was something on my mind
That I did not want to speak about.
She carefully chose her words, and told me
What she was going through
And all the things that she had to do.
She had lost her job, lost her family to divorce
It was the only solution, it was the only course.
She had fallen into a depression
All because of the economic recession
She started to bicker and fight
And blame her husband, which wasn’t right.
I then started to tell her that I was in the same boat as she
And I felt that the world was closing in on me.
I found the bills so hard to meet
And that soon I would be in the street.
I was supposed to be the man, the bread winner.
And I couldn’t even buy a TVs. dinner.
She looked at me and said: I know!
But there was a place to go.
To go to the house of GOD, and you will
Find the strength within, for there is your
Family, and there is your friend.
I went with her to the house of GOD
And as I walked in, I felt a sense of relief
For I had been released of all my anguish and grief.
I walked towards the altar and got down
On my knees to pray.
There was so much to GOD that I had to say.
Why is it that I’m going through all these aches and pains
I have been good, and there is nothing of which I am ashamed.
I am trying to meet my obligations to all the ones I love
But I need your help, so send me an angel from the heavens up above.
I then heard music, and a voice so gently say.
Your angel has been with you, and you met her just today.
I did not understand just what he had meant
The only one I met was just an old friend.
The thought then entered my mind and I looked back to see.
She was an angel which GOD had chosen for me.
to lead me on this path, to his house of prayer
For that is where he wanted me to show that he cared.
I walked out of the church with a new found HOPE
For he had given me strength and showed me how to cope.
HOPE IS THE KEY, IT WILL SET YOU FREE.
poem by Louis Rams
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To The Sky With Love
The Sky symbolizes many things
Freedom, space and the comfort of a heaven
The freedom to be yourself
The space to do what you do
The comfort of a heaven if you believe
And through the Sky shines millions of bright Stars
Stars that may twinkle one night and be gone the next
But there is no Star as significant as the Sun
The Stars of the night are nothing compared to the Sun
From the view of the Earth, even the North Star is nothing
The Sun provides light, heat and the happiness of those on Eartg
You may love the brightest Star, your Evangeline
But eventually you will find the true Star
The Star that lights up your Sky and makes it bright all day
One day you will find your Sun
And your Sun will provide the things you need to survive
Because a Star can only shine her pinpoint of light from a distance
Until she explodes and shows her supernova of colors
And dissapears from your Sky
poem by Robyn Richards
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Be Good To You
[verse 1:]
Ill never hurt you - oh!
And you will never shed a tear for me
I know youre tired of
Being in and out of love with nothing to show,
And nowhere to go, but
Back to the same one only with a different face
But now you are in a different place
And if my words dont comfort you
Time will surely prove,
That Ill do just what I say
[hook:]
Ill only be good to you
(only be good to you)
Be like I should to you
(be like I should to you)
Be everything (everything) to you bring you nothing but the good stuff
Ill give you good love
Ill only be good to you
(Ill only be good to you)
Be like I should to you
(be like I should...be like I should)
Be everything to you, said Ill be good to you, only be good to you
(good to you - oh)
[verse 2:]
You say its too good to be - too good
And I agree that the way it seems
Except for my instinct telling me its something else
Its not a rebound or playground
But something thats real
Ive got so much to give you
So dont you dare hesitate to receive it
If my words dont comfort you
Time will surely prove,
That Ill do what I say and more
[hook]
[bridge:]
Ill always be there when you fall
Never doubt my heart at all
Its you that Ive chosen, you are my focus
And this aint no phony disguise
You can see if you look down deep
Theyll be nothing but good love
Good love coming from me - oh
[hook]
song performed by by Vivian Green
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Choreographed
No matter what words are spoken,
This turmoil has been carefully arranged.
No matter what plans for peace are discussed,
The game of destruction is the same.
To get those to believe they are under attack...
There has to be a plan created,
To prove that with physical facts.
And they have already done that.
No matter what words are spoken,
This turmoil has been carefully arranged.
And carefully choreographed...
By those who are plotting
To control thought processes
'Delivered' to your brains!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But Why?
Decide the faith that crosses you,
That defines the faithful people,
And letters are popular from God;
Words are sorry and right,
Forever in talk, all the time.
Decisions must be made of a clear way,
A dealer is in the world who pleases one:
He is a prophet and worker,
But why do you listen,
When the penalties are so harsh?
But why?
poem by Naveed Akram
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The business of being a popular entertainer in England is just too hard.
quote by Andrew Eldritch
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Intro
intro (featuring cedric the entertainer)
*car engine starts*
*phone rings*
Cedric:
Man, this fool ain't pickin' up.
Nelly on answering machine:
You know who it is. do what you do.
Cedric:
Ey, yo nelly. what's up dog, this ced the entertainer. get at me man. i been
Hollerin' at you. man i been tryin' to call you 'bout three days.
Done called your cell phone, your pager, your voice mail over your mama's
House. your uncle darell and i paged kyjuan like three times. ya'll
Get at me man. i just want to holla at you playa. you know i'm out here in cali
Just doin' it up, hangin' out here. you know. chillin'. trying to
Do a little tv. you know how i do it. rollin' round here in a big body benz wit
Two dollars worth of gas. ha. who said it won't no future in your
Front? getting ready to put it down like that with that country grammer right.
I heard about it, using them words like st. louis. herre. therre.
Put them two capitol r's and evr' thang. ha. i feel you on that right. i feel
You so just get at me so i can do a lil somethin' for you, flip a few
Thangs. just call me back. whatever. you can't get me, call over my mama's
House, they know how to page me. they a page me to yo number
Then i call you back or you could just page my cousin keith and he'll call my
Cousin lil darrell who got my real pager number and then i'll you back
On his cell phone. he he. whatever you do playa, do it st. louis style. put it
Down for the stl ight. now get at me.
song performed by by Nelly
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Comfort Me
Comfort me while I'm alone.
Bring me courage that I can own.
There is no comfort while there's fear.
For fear's not gone. It's always near.
Comfort me so I may sleep.
In my slumber let me keep
dreams of peaceful times ahead,
calmness while I'm in my bed.
Comfort me, oh God of all.
Keep me still so I don't fall
into thoughts dark and bleak.
Lift my spirits while I speak
With my pen that's close to me.
Let my words be there and be
the focus of my thoughts for now.
For they're the comfort I seek, somehow.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I To Am Lost
If I can not offer you
My hand in friendship
What need do I have for hands
If you call out to me for help
And I do not reply
What good are my ears
If I can not talk to you
With words of hope and comfort
Then my tounge is just another thing
To taste life's bitterness
For if you become lost and afraid
I do not come to help as a friend
Then I too am lost
Far more then you will ever know
poem by David Kush
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Words
Flowery words may tickle the ears; even delight the person who hears.
Flowery words are not what I choose, if you desire to just be amused.
For I am truly not a poet my friend, and poetry is not my ultimate end.
Poetry is simply my chosen venue, this to share God’s Truth with you.
The words of men who went before, these are the words I underscore.
They may not be the poet’s choice, but they echo that important voice,
That one who spoke words of Life, The Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Words echoed today for you and I, and this long after our Savior died.
Words of Truth are what I impart, hoping to comfort or change a heart.
Changing souls one heart at a time, for this is Christ’s humble design.
His words are not meant to enthrall, but be a hope and comfort for all.
The words not meant to entertain, but address the issue of sin’s stain.
I will continue to write as I’m moved, for friend I have nothing to prove.
And friend you have nothing to lose, as it is His Truth that you choose.
His words of Truth are tried and true, the words that I share with you.
My friend, the end of each poem, for me, is one page closer to home.
It is simply a poem at the start, but then The Spirit moves in my heart,
And The Spirit’s words fill my pen, with The Savior’s hope for all men.
As I echo all these men of the past, it is a Hope that will eternally last.
When I enter my heavenly abode, a place above I’ll forever call Home.
(Copyright ©03/2006)
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day;
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy!
From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came;
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tiding of the same;
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy!
--- Instrumental ---
Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas
Doth bring redeeming grace
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy!...
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Conversation
He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows thats what hell find
I bring him grapes and cheeses
He brings me songs to play
He sees me when he pleases
I see him in cafes
And I only say, hello
And turn away before his lady knows
How much I want to see him
She removes him, like a ring
To wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her friends
I want to free him
Secrets and sharing soda
Thats how our time began
Love is a story told to a friend
Its second hand
But Ill listen to his questions
Ill give my answers when theyre found
He says she keeps him guessing
But I know she keeps him down
She speaks in sorry sentences
Miraculous repentances
I dont believe her
Tomorrow he will come to me
And hell speak his sorrow endlessly and hell ask me why
Why cant I leave her?
He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows thats what hell find
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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A Poet's Choice
He was no longer concerned
For people who have chosen
To remain in the bottom and behind
For humbly to them he has spoken
But his words fell on empty ears…
He chose a new path to follow,
Leaving behind a world
Egocentric and full of fears
And decided to move forward,
Straight facing the Sun
Without going blind!
Now feeling secure and strong,
He let his words be carried
By the turbulent wind
Toward new horizons
And over his broken heart,
He built a new mansion
Based on Hope and Faith!
Wisdom embedded on him
Was humbly shared
With the new World
Just discovered
By making the right choice!
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Are They Still Here?
sometimes i question what
has been taught about souls
are they still here?
are they in heaven, and then on All Soul's Day
permitted to visit us
here in our homes?
is there a day when the souls of the dead
and the those who are still leaving
meet and converse
and evaluate what's up?
i like to think, there is still this connection.
Papa telling me what to do and
Mama still comforting me about
what has been done.
And all the souls of my ancestors
for once on this day of the souls
Guiding me towards what pleases them
and what pleases us all,
something that is good and beautiful
and yes, levelling
when the dead and the living are still one
inhabitants all
in God's everlasting grace.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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