You Are Still The Glittering Gold In That Mud....
..and then
through an adversity
when life and its
pulses are
at the lowest,
that you shall know
who your true
friends are,
there are only very few
pearls left
in the box,
be glad, accept
this fact,
if you continue
on weeping, soon,
you shall not see
that there is still
a glittering gold
in mud, and it is
you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What is a Friend?
True friends will never let each other down
True friends will tell each other when they are right or wrong
True friends listen to their problems without casting judgment
True friends are never afraid to tell you like it is
A true friend knows when to say no
A true friend will never flop you
A true friend will be supportive of all you do
A true friend will be there to dry your weeping eyes
A true friend will lend a shoulder for you to cry on
A true friend cares how you are doing
A true friend cares about your day-to-day life
A true friend always calls and checks up on you
A true friend gives of himself/herself without asking for anything in return
A true friend would not lend you money but give you whatever they can
A true friend may argue, fuss, and fight with you but will always be there for you
A true friend forgives you for your shortcomings
A true friend will come to your aid no matter what time of day it is
A true friend doesn’t wait to hear from you to make the first call
A true friend just calls to chitchat with you
A true friend is like a Godsend in times of perils
A true friend is always welcoming
A true would give you the coat off their backs
A true friend knows enough is enough
A true friend will be by your side when you need them the most
A true friend will run an intercept or blockage for you
True friends will CYA for each other
True friends knows that this world wasn’t promised to us
True friends make the best of a bad situation
True friends keeps each others secretes
True friends keeps no secretes from one another
True friends share each other’s lives
A true friend is forever
Are you a true friend?
Ask yourself that question
Can you be a true friend?
Do you deserve a good friend?
There are no goodbyes in life, just hellos
Hello friend
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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A Blessing In Adversity
the silver lining
of adversity
is we find out
who our true
friends really are
they share
our adversity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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3 Chains O Gold
If I dont think about the fact that she left me
If I dont see the pearls fall from the sky
If I dont hear the accusations of blasphemy
If I dont feel the tears in my eyes
This is the best day of my life
U say ull call me and then and then u dont
Ill want 2 kiss u and then I wont
We both do nothing and call it love
Is this love?
Is this love?
This morning I wanted a cup of coffee
But I didnt have any cream
Last night I wanted some inspiration
But I didnt have any dreams
Coupled with the fact that u belong 2 another
Whose name is self-righteousness
So evil girl, if one of us has a date
With the undertaker, which one will it be?
U can cry 4 ever, but ull get no sympathy
This is the best day of my life
Ive got 3 chains o gold
And they will shine 4 ever
They are the nucleus of my soul
Melt down, no, they will never
Ive got 3 chains o gold
And they will shine 4 ever
They are the nucleus of my soul
Melt down, no, they will never
Give back the chains - if you dont you will die
Nothing should come between you and i
Ive got 3 chains o gold
And they will shine 4 ever
If one of us has 2 go
U will go before me
If one of us has 2 go (3 chains o gold)
U will go before me
(3 chains o gold)
U will go before me, baby (they will shine 4 ever)
Cuz I sho nuff say u will
(3 chains o gold)
(u will go before me)
(u will go before me)
(u will go before me)
(u will go before me)
Ive got 3 chains o gold
They gonna shine...
Forever, forever, forever
(3 chains o gold)
song performed by by Prince
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The Fact Is, In The World Of Lies, Life Is Fair
accept the fact that sometimes we say things
that we do not mean, that sometimes we burst in anger
and we hurt and then we apologize that we do not really mean to hurt
sometimes we show feelings too that we do not really want to express.
sometime we say 'i love you' and yet we are just compelled to do so
someone is dying and he needs you badly at the end of her day.
sometimes, accept the fact, that time strains us and we become
the liars, the hypocrites, the fraud, and the swindler.
and most of all, we keep it for a time, making some stares straight in the eye.
accept this fact, we are humans and in some harsh times
we decide, to survive, at all costs, no matter what.
now, we shall talk, and you shall listen and i shall write about the truth
of this fact. we are us conjoined twins in the art of deception.
lie to me as i lie to you and then we accept this fact: life is fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The City Lights
when the day changes its color
from pale to gray then
absolute darkness
i start to get into this
little frenzy of sitting
on the roof of the house
and see how the city
lights itself
like a glittering
woman ready for the
next party
accept the fact that
even in darkness
the city too knows how
to please itself
and continue with its
usual moans
and noise
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Friends, The Bright Sparkle of Life
Friends and Pearls of Wisdom
Under the unshaded eyes of the sand covered skies.
Glistens a sweet silvery streak through the gloomy sunrise.
Through the changing scenes of life, true friends fail not.
Despite the branches of many a life’s strain, it did not.
Dim the sparkle of life, that was once so blissfully bright.
Friends so precious and rare brightens the darkest night.
Pearls of wisdom overflowed constantly so flawlessly.
Answers to riddles a many with honesty effortlessly.
With the sweet fragrance of hope strength and loyalty.
Gracefully placed on a pedestal are true friends with dignity.
Need for loving care, concern was the name of the game.
To life’s road paved with variables, an emotional game.
This world is just a stage and soon will end its play.
When into heavenly arms the journey will soundly lay.
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Golden Friendship
friends come
and friends go
some say
new friends
are silver
old friends
are gold
i say this is true
new friends
more precious
than silver
old friends
more valuable
than gold
a true friend comes
and never goes
friends are one
of many of
God's gifts
to all his children
poem by Rachel Nichols
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Adversity
Adversity, adversity, how strange is your fate.
To most it’s loss and sorrow compounded by a spate
Of shallow glances, lost chances
Nourishing doubts and fears,
With ignominious ignorance,
Washed down by gushing tears.
For these sad souls adversity is a cruel happenstance.
Even before its advent they were afforded little chance.
Though adversity, intrinsically favors neither side,
Some souls advance… even enhance their dance,
While all others continue their downward slide.
This august group knows adversity by another name.
Adversity and opportunity to them sound much the same.
Travails, trauma, thunder clouds are all ways they learn.
Journeys unclear and dangers near they miss not a turn
In their effort to bestow good fortune they have received
So less fortunate souls may sense what it is to be relieved.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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House Carpenter
Well met, well met, said an old true love
Well met, well met, said he
I just returned from the salt, salt sea
And its all for the love of thee
Come in, come in, my own true love
And have a seat by me
Its been three-fourths of a long, long year
Since together we have been
I cant come in and I cant sit down
For Ive only a moments time
They say youre married to a house carpenter
And your heart will never be mine
I couldve married the kings daughter fair
And she wouldve married me
But I have forsaken, her crowns of gold
And all for the love of thee
Now will you forsake your house carpenter
And come along with me
Ill take you where, the grass grows green
On the banks of the deep blue sea
Then she picked up her darling little babe
And kisses she gave it three
Saying stay right here you darling little babe
And keep your pop company
They had not been on the ship two weeks
Im sure it was not three
Til this true love began to weep and to mourn
And she wept most bitterly
Saying are you weeping for my silver and my gold?
Saying are you weeeping for my store?
Or are you weeping, for your house carpenter
Whose face youll never see no more?
I am not weeping for your silver and your gold
I am not weeping for your store
No I am weeping, for my darling little babe
Whose face ill never see no more
They had not been on the ship three weeks
Im sure it was not four
When there came a leak, in the bottom of the ship
And sank them for to rise no more
song performed by by Nickel Creek
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Give Thanks!
Give Thanks! For what?
The fact that your alive!
Give thanks for everything,
man, that ain't no jive...
The wonder of it all,
the mystery of life,
The winds that blow,
and cut you like a knife.
The fact that you are healthy,
the fact that your still here;
the love that you possess,
for that, stand up and cheer!
Give thanks for friends and family,
Give thanks for being unique;
and glory in the God above,
of which we all do seek.
Give thanks that there's tommorow,
and be glad that there's today;
Laugh and be yourself,
There isn't any other way.
Most of all, thank God,
In all you say and do;
He's waiting for your praise,
He did it all for me and you.
poem by David Lessard
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Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.
quote by Shunryu Suzuki
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The Better Friend
A man of good character is a better friend
Than a rich man who only loves his wealth
For the man with character will stay till the end
With his friend, in poverty or in poor health.
I have had so many friends in times of abundance
And only about two remained in Adversity
In life I discovered true friends of substance
Were not found in my times of Prosperity.
So when you are down and so all alone
And you find there is one friend who stands with you
You are most blessed not with what you own
But for that one friend whom you found is true.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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I Saw a Chapel
I saw a chapel all of gold
That none did dare to enter in,
And many weeping stood without,
Weeping, mourning, worshipping.
I saw a serpent rise between
The white pillars of the door,
And he forc'd and forc'd and forc'd,
Down the golden hinges tore.
And along the pavement sweet,
Set with pearls and rubies bright,
All his slimy length he drew
Till upon the altar white
Vomiting his poison out
On the bread and on the wine.
So I turn'd into a sty
And laid me down among the swine.
poem by William Blake
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The Broken Mirror
My life is almost over; that's a fact
Statistically derived but simply true;
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked
And so reflects two, three, or more, that lack
Cohesion. Which one's goal shall I pursue—
My life is almost over; that's a fact—
In time remaining? Luggage largely packed,
Past boxed and crated, little left to do,
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked
And won't be fixed and always did refract
The one before it into at least two.
My life is almost over; that's a fact,
But life cannot be lived in the abstract
And begs for certainties that it once knew:
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked;
I look away in search of the exact;
Nights melt the shadow shrinking from my view;
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked.
My life is almost over; that's my fact.
poem by David Berman
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I saw a chapel all of gold...
I saw a chapel all of gold
That none did dare to enter in
And many weeping stood without
Weeping mourning worshipping
I saw a serpent rise between 5
The white pillars of the door
And he forcd & forcd & forcd
Down the golden hinges tore
And along the pavement sweet
Set with pearls & rubies bright 10
All his slimy length he drew
Till upon the altar white
Vomiting his poison out
On the bread & on the wine
So I turnd into a sty 15
And laid me down among the swine
poem by William Blake from Songs and Ballads
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Im So Glad
By skip james
Im so glad, Im so glad. Im glad, Im glad, Im glad.
Im so glad, Im so glad. Im glad, Im glad, Im glad.
I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do.
Im tired of weeping, Im tired of moaning, Im tired of crying for you.
Chorus
Im tired of weeping, Im tired of moaning, Im tired of groaning for you.
I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do.
Chorus
Repeat chorus five times
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Im So Glad
By skip james
Im so glad, Im so glad. Im glad, Im glad, Im glad.
Im so glad, Im so glad. Im glad, Im glad, Im glad.
I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do.
Im tired of weeping, Im tired of moaning, Im tired of crying for you.
Chorus
Im tired of weeping, Im tired of moaning, Im tired of groaning for you.
I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do, I dont know what to do.
Chorus
Repeat chorus five times
song performed by by Cream
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Friends
A friend is one who cares,
Who helps your burdens bear.
True friends brave weather, bad and fair.
Whenever possible, they will be there.
True friends with you will cry,
Comfort you when you sigh,
Rush to aid when trouble is nigh,
And join you in you’re high.
They’ll be there when you’re sad,
Correct you when you’re bad,
Laugh with you when you’re glad,
And there to calm you when you’re mad.
When you somehow go wrong,
They will not carry on and on.
An’ even when you put up such a song,
True friends will listen for however long.
Any quarrels will quickly mend,
They will stay by right ‘till the end —
They will your enemy fend.
These are the marks of a true friend.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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True Friends Remain
I have friends,
Very few friends I only trust,
They were there for me when I needed them the most,
A true friends indeed,
They took me under their wings and show me there is meaning in life,
Friends indeed they’re,
I care for them as they cares for me,
True friends remain in my own domain,
How I love them as if they were my sister or my brother,
They’re my true friend,
And I shall try my best to be their true friend as well.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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