Happiness is the purpose.
I set no goals to pursue.
I set no aims to live with.
I had no strain and stress.
I wandered in the garden
And plucked fruits near at hand.
If happiness is the purpose
No purpose need be designed.
05.06.2002, S.N. puram
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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What Is There to Gain?
What promises come with stress?
What kind of happiness associates itself with pain?
Why aren't misgivings honestly addressed?
What is there to gain when one has these aims?
There are goals some set to protect themselves,
For fear of judgements they too quickly pass.
Egos taxed with each jurisdiction...
Hoping actions to vote will represent a task that lasts!
Tricked by wicked politicians...
And a way of life bearing less fruits!
As the quality of pursuits,
Exposes nothing but another round of vicious lawsuits.
And this is what is missed in societies trying to ignore this?
Any fool limping in agony...
Isn't wishing in secret this obstruction remains!
What promises come with stress?
What kind of happiness associates itself with pain?
Why aren't misgivings honestly addressed?
What is there to gain when one has these aims?
Nothing on the horizon comes with a quick fix bliss!
And yet people are alarmed...
There are armed terrorists 'suspected' to exist!
Cat and mouse games played like cowboys tracking indians...
Only make sense to those employed making fences.
And even when they are made...
Enemies created,
Are inspected first...
For what they have worth,
That is not bartered but taken as fair trade!
Why is this mess being tolerated and made?
And 'who' is actually smiling...
Planting this duress and getting richly paid!
What promises come with stress?
What kind of happiness associates itself with pain?
Why aren't misgivings honestly addressed?
What is there to gain when one has these aims?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ringmasters Word
I have a purpose...
Take your dill knife, stab me, go, strike my heart...(ha ha, ha ha...ha ha, ha ha )
I have a purpose...
Such things cant exist...
I have a purpose...
You will tell them of me and how one day I shall come for them...
I have a purpose...
Quietly, I will come over your bed,
I will lean over and gently bite your neck...
Ringmaster...
I have a purpose...
You will tell them of me and how one day I shall come for them
song performed by by Insane Clown Posse
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While goals are chosen, a purpose is discovered. Our purpose is something we have been doing all along, and will continue to do, regardless of circumstances, until the day we die.
quote by Peter McWilliams
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Servant Sent
Reveal those duties,
That I have.
To do Your will,
My Father.
My assignments are designed by You,
For a purpose.
I wish to align myself to good deeds done.
I welcome this task.
Unmasked I am and bared.
All I ask...
Reveal those duties,
That I have.
To do Your will,
My Father.
My assignments are designed by You,
For a purpose.
Help me to usurp the needed strength.
From surrounded decadence lamented.
I am Your servant sent.
From walls to finger printed paint.
To graduate to pencil, pad and pen...
For You,
My Father...
Is my life experienced meant to live!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Plucked A Rose From A Garden Green......
By Murtaza Abt
I plucked a rose from a garden green,
Of beauty never felt or seen,
Hoping that it would never wilt,
And always be as always been.
I plucked a rose from a garden green,
with a happy blissful heart,
And promised i would hold it tight,
And never would we part.
I plucked a rose from a garden green,
But little did i know,
That not in endless love and care,
But gardens do they grow.
I plucked a rose from a garden green,
And took it home with me,
But little did it stay the way,
The way t'was meant to be.
I plucked a rose from a garden green,
And it began to grieve,
Over gardens green and meadows lush,
As it was sad to leave.
I plucked a rose from a garden green,
And it began to wilt,
And wither in that unknown land,
it filled my heart with guilt.
I plucked a rose from a garden green,
And it began to die,
For happiness i had only asked,
But i began to cry.
....................................
I have p L ucked y O u from a garden green,
Your beauty i VE never felt or seen,
Hoping that YOU will never wilt,
And always be as always been.
09/Nov/09
poem by Murtaza Abt
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Your Purpose of Living
The master of purpose does not
respect certificate or degree;
He only respect people
with purpose in life.
Purpose is the gate fee
to success land.
Purpose is your direction.
Purpose is an objective in life,
dream, and what you are here for.
You cannot move on in life
until you have discovered
your objectives in life,
which is your purpose of living.
poem by Franca Kenneth
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Chaos, Order, Chaos, Beauty And Ugliness...
beauty must a purpose
have, for instance beauty that
gives peace and
harmony to the world,
presumably this world is a world of chaos,
and chaos is wanton
and understood to be messy and
undesirable, makes the mind
to lack the necessary focus
but what is focus for? what is thinking for?
again, you return to purpose
focus must have a purpose
and thinking must have another purpose
but what is the purpose of purpose?
seems that purpose is beauty
and that purpose without beauty is not desirable,
and so on and so forth,
people get so confused, they want order as though order itself is
beauty
as though it is one purpose that we need,
the universe must have an order
a system, every planet orbiting around the sun must have
a purpose
as though they are human beings like us
as though they are us
look at this poem, read it so well,
it has no purpose but to make you think
make you doubt
that perhaps beauty to be beauty must be wanton
and chaotic, which by itself is a reality
and reality is always
beautiful,
it has always a purpose and this is what you think it to be
right now, but is this really so?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There is surely nothing other than the single purpose of the present moment. A man's whole life is a succession of moment after moment. There will be nothing else to do, and nothing else to pursue. Live being true to the single purpose of the moment.
quote by Yamamoto Tsunetomo
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Find It. Your Purpose
Find it.
Your purpose.
Once it has been discovered,
Do not let it be undermined.
Your purpose.
It is difficult to be oneself,
And declare oneself to 'be'.
It is much easier to locate acceptance,
When approval from others...
Does not threaten,
A routine enjoyed with unchanged beliefs.
Find it.
Your purpose.
Once it has been discovered,
Do not let it be undermined.
Your purpose.
And once it is recognized...
Be prepared to be criticized.
Be prepared to be humble too...
When a strength felt opens your eyes.
But never be apologetic,
For those steps you make.
Moving forward has been known,
To cause many heartache.
But find it,
You must...
Your purpose.
And trust that it is...
Your purpose!
And...
Once it has been discovered,
Do not let it be undermined.
Once it has been discovered,
Your purpose...
Will open and broaden your mind.
Finding one's purpose,
Does this every time!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am here for a purpose and that purpose is to grow into a mountain, not to shrink to a grain of sand. Henceforth will I apply ALL my efforts to become the highest mountain of all and I will strain my potential until it cries for mercy.
quote by Og Mandino
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Happy [ness]
Happiness is having your true desires,
becoming real, and having more conspire.
A dream is achieved, you think it's for real,
then you see it's not right, that's not how you feel.
I would be lying if I said I didnt like material things,
But that doesnt cause happiness, there are only yearnings.
Happiness is achieveing Love,
whether its in a another person, or the Man above.
Think about how life makes you feel.
is it empty, is that what it reveals?
You need love, let it in
you'll be happy, find it within.
H is hope
A is amused
P is purpose
P is progressive
I is intrigued
N is need
E is endless
S is satisfaction
S is simpliciy
Good luck achieving happiness,
I prmoise you there is a purpose.
poem by Laura Holcomb
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Moving Stones
Smiling faces, hearts are numb
kindness in words as parrots are trained
Love is exhibited , mind is reasoning for gain
Sympathy in demand, goals are well defined
Designed wisest of creation, to beautify the land
All are racing, purpose unknown
The day is not far of, You may wonder
where is my created men
One day will see, only stones and
stones are moving around
poem by Santosh Sharma
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The Chronicles of a Criss Crossed and Broken Heart part 5
Pruprpose why we live, is there life without purpose
is purpose present when left un-found?
can one have malevolence and benevolence
is there any recompense
for a broken heart
why even start
to make amends
(end Chronicles)
for i have found my answer my answer is the Lord God all mighty
He who gives purpose and mends broken hearts keeps me from being flighty
poem by David Knox
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Sad Country
Sad and made of copper
The symbol we are wed,
Even our comedies
End a little sadly….
Our joyful neighbors
Wear their infernal
Hirsute fur coats….
And that only… banal
Are our mangy bears
With prey trembling
In blood-covered lips.
For what purpose, when dreams betray,
That words brim over with delusions?
For what purpose, on a forgotten grave,
Grass grows greener and emits a noise?
For what purpose these lunar heights,
If my garden is silent and dark?
And the tails of her plaits are untied,
And I hear their breath... for what?
poem by Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky
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Certain As Can Be
Friend, as certain as anything can be, my life is set for eternity,
Not only in eternity will I stand, but presently I'm in God's hand,
Inscribed in the palm of my Lord, my life, by God isn't ignored,
It's fashioned daily by God's will, as His purpose He shall fulfill.
While God's the Potter I'm the clay, which He molds day to day,
Forming my life, per His desire, at times through a flood or fire,
For God's Purpose, not for mine, through every season of time,
Achieving purpose only God can, within the lives of mortal men.
Through it all God grants peace, as His presence doesn't cease,
Peace beyond what I understand, as God holds me in His hand,
Unfolding His Plan in my life, as I follow The Lord, Jesus Christ,
As God molds this lump of clay, around His purpose every day.
He works in ways I can't explain, so who am I to ever complain?
God, my Maker and The Creator, and He is my Lord and Savior,
Who came to be God's sacrifice, so that I could live in Paradise,
Not just to live upon this earth, but in a mansion of eternal worth.
Uncertainty here we're sure to see, but that pales next to eternity,
Where everything will be secure, and this my friend, forevermore,
A security we can't comprehend, from this place that has an end,
But this security we're assured, by Jesus Christ, the Eternal Lord.
(Copyright ©03/2012)
I have purpose
I have purpose
I will face the road ahead
It’s my chance
I don’t have time to worry
I have a purpose
I will not express regret
If I go back now
Everything I do will be useless
I have a purpose
There’s schedule I must complete
My head is clear
I will not stop before I reach
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Keep The Intent Of Your Purpose
Although there seems to be,
A slowing done of your focused flow...
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Don't let that motivation go.
Stay true to yourself,
Knowing your beliefs do not deceive.
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Do not let that purpose leave.
It is difficult enough,
To constantly be bombarded...
From those events,
That fuss things up.
It's enough to want to cuss,
Everything believed to be corrupt.
But that 'outside' stuff that is happening...
Has a meaning that should awaken all of us.
Although there seems to be,
A slowing done of your focused flow...
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Don't let that motivation go.
Stay true to yourself,
Knowing your beliefs do not deceive.
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Do not let that purpose leave.
Each day collect pieces,
Of your sanity.
Keep the intent of your purpose.
Be gentle and easily allow yourself to breathe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kiss Your Ass
What time should I pick you up tonight
To make me seem more selectable
What kind of flowers should I bring your mother
To make me seem more delectable
I got no problem with family events
I like lemonade, camping, kids, and tents
Ill do anything you ask
No matter the task
My whole purpose on earth
Is just to
Kiss your ass
What kind of drugs should I take tonight
To make me seem like Im introverted
What kind of porn mags should I bring your brother
To make me seem like Im still perverted
I got no problem with family events
I like lemonade, camping, kids, and tents
Ill do anything you ask
No matter the task
My whole purpose on earth
Is just to
Kiss your ass
Teach me something I dont know
But I swear Ill be something someday
I strain my ears listening too hard to what you say
How then ? ? time should I cruise your block
On my tiny red tricycle
Screaming your name sweet heart in vain
This ? ? ? ? has got me in a pickle
I got no problem with family events
I like lemonade, camping, kids, and tents
Ill do anything you ask
No matter the task
? ? ? ? ?
Youll be promiscuous
And Ill be ? ?
Cuz my whole purpose on earth
My whole purpose on earth
My whole purpose on earth
My whole purpose on earth
My whole purpose on earth
Is just to kiss your ass
song performed by by Jewel
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Stronger In The Lord
I have The Lord to see me through, no matter what men say or do,
In this world that is far from Him, yes, in a world that is run by sin,
Sin of power, pride and fame, in a world that shuns Christ’s Name,
As these leaders spiritual slumber, I am to them but just a number.
While, I personally know The King, The Eternal Ruler of everything,
And when, by men, I’m pushed aside, In Christ, my Savior, I abide,
As these men just close the door, He opens another to even more,
Of His peace and new opportunity, as He opens new doors for me.
Opportunities through God’s ways, redirecting to Him all the praise,
As God redirects our plans, around His purpose, not that of man’s,
Leading His sheep to waters still, while working out His perfect will,
Moving with His Sovereign Hand, in ways that we don’t understand.
We are called to the bigger cause, within this world filled with flaws,
One with a purpose higher than, a temporal purpose of earthly men,
Though this life may be sorrowful, an ultimate purpose He will fulfill,
His purpose we won’t know or see, until we move over into Eternity.
So in any circumstance I’m found, I know that I’m on stable ground,
For in The Savior I take a stand, being held securely in God’s Hand,
Knowing in His time and by Grace, I will be lifted back to that place,
By God’s Hand, to be restored, but only much stronger in The Lord.
(Copyright ©02/2009)
The Eleven Angels # 9
(9) Purpose Angel
Am your Purpose Angel,
My job is not considered the less
but to help you find and
express your unique purpose
and special talents in life
poem by Noel Horlanda
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