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Know the world.

The purpose of life
Is not eating and living alone.
It should go beyond that.
It must be sharing love
And lending shoulder to lean on..

The purpose of the world
Is not living in it and making use of it.
It should go beyond that.
It must be that you know yourself
In it and bind yourself with the rest.

You can live with fat wallet.
You cannot sleep without wet hearts
18.05.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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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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You're Making My Purpose Very Difficult

Content and substance
Intended to deliver
A meaning driven by a purpose
With a hopeful comprehension
That explores misunderstanding

'Huh?
I'm exploring my intent to mug you
You are the 'muggee'
And I
I am the 'mugger'
You're making my purpose very difficult
Do you OR do you not intend
To hand over to me your wallet? '

Are your serious?
Do you realize I am on a fixed income?
And you are here
Brandishing a gun?
Talking some nonsense?
Hand you my wallet?
I don't carry a wallet!
And furthermore
HEY! ?
You come back here
I'm not finished!
Hey?
Did you hear me?

Damn kids
Walking around making demands!
Pants hanging off his butt
Running away like he's carrying a diaper load.
AND
He expects to get something from me?
And he couldn't stay to understand a word I said?
When I was that age,
At least I was polite!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Shoulder To Lean On

since we all need a shoulder to lean on
i lean on any shoulder on me
i kneel on many like me
but i see a storm over me
i feel the waves over me
the great polar winds over me
might have mistaken-ed over me
but a mystery of unbeknownst
and fantasy have purported my brains
the pain so nice to purpose my veins
to run through a blood of taste
when life odds itself from waste
the exit is to die
that is how i never ask why
because i am ready to die
when no shoulder on me
can not carry me (any further)

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ntema's unique poetry

extract from 'shoulder to lean on' from 'foot steps' june 2012 v.7

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We Are Saints

I’ve been sanctified, set apart, for God’s service from the start,
The very moment that I believed, when Christ’s Spirit I received,
I was indeed, set apart by God, while still upon this earthly sod,
Sealed by the Spirit of Christ, for God’s purpose within this life.

All believers are God’s holy ones, truly set apart, by God’s Son,
Becoming saints while on earth, through the power of New Birth,
Indeed, not by the choice of men, but when we were Born Again,
We’re true saints of The Living God, led on earth by Christ’s rod.

Saints, according to God’s Grace, for His purpose on this place,
To have an impact, in this world, as His Truth we fervently herald,
Truth that states we are saints, regardless of what religion paints,
Saints, chosen by Christ The Lord, truth, that by many is ignored.

We are saints, as God has willed, with His purpose to be fulfilled,
Not simply saints for another time, but on earth by God’s Design,
Separated from this world’s plan, to be used by The Son of Man,
In spreading the Gospel of Christ, while in this present earthly life.

We’re not saints for just above, but here by God for sharing love,
The love of His Saving Gospel, as this for believers is God’s will,
To fill with saints the Church of God, those upon this earthly sod,
Then we can spend Eternal Life, saints together with Jesus Christ.

poem by Bob Gotti
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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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While Making A Living, Also Know How To Live

We were schooled
We were disciplined
We were taught
We were examined
We were trained
We were graduated

All these aim at and help us
Making a living
Once we started enjoying
The benefits of our efforts and skills
And the price of the products
Carved off by our labour
The desire for getting more
Grows strong and stronger each day
As we feel having more
Will help us make a better living

We continue to be path of
Making our lives better
Spending most of our times
In bettering the ways of our living

Most of us have gone that far
That we spend more time in
Making a living
With no time at all to really living

This is like
Spending time in adding facilities
To your bed room
Like air conditioning it,
Changing the matresses
Adding cushion
Colouring the walls
Facelifting the room with a range of others
But having no time to sleep
It is quite similar to cooking such items
Which we cannot eat ourselves

We should have a wisdom
Where we should stop making a living further
But start really living it

While making a living,
Also know how to live it

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Someone

Someone
Im searching for someone wholl be true
Wholl change my life of blue
Into a dream of golden rainbows
Where are you?
I seems Ive been searching
Searching more than just one lifetime
My heart is a magnet all for you
Ill know you when I see you
Within my heart is carved a sculpture of your love
Life is worth less than nothing without love
Love is the force from which all beings live
Dont you see, its the purpose of living to love and be loved
Again and again
Where are you
My heart cries for you
My eyes long to see you
My soul is all for you
Oh where are you, someone?
Dont you see, its the purpose of living to love and be loved
Again and again
Where are you
My heart cries for you
My eyes long to see you
My soul is all for you
Oh where are you, someone?

song performed by by James Taylor
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So-Called Wise Men

How does one apply the theories of so-called
wise men to be present in the moment, live in
the now; to a care-facility for the elderly where
seniors have no function - or purpose - except
being and breathing, waddling to the mess hall
eating and excreting - in good order in the right
place, not making a mess

While loudly conversing, groups of care takers
voices fortissimo - serve, clean and wash and
administer medicines while the pain keeps old
mothers awake, some walking three-wheelers
in the long passages longing for the oblivion of
sleep to claim them, one old dame permanently
attached to an oxygen tank

Old ladies watching TV rugby matches in their
rooms, while visiting I do not know where to put
my thoughts and rest my mind, I cannot find joy
in this environment - the only solution seems to
transcend reality, living life in a dream, staying
attached to the facts of old-age reality makes
me feel useless and depressed

I wonder whether Buddha and Heidegger with his
Phenomenology had ever visited an old-age home
and tried to apply their theories to the here and now
while interacting with those living restricted lives in
debilitation, discomfort and incessant pain…

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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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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Hearts

Hearing - talking - yes I - love you
Set your heart sail on the river
Look around you as you drift downstream hearing
Pouring souls into the ocean talking
Take account of all youve seen love you
One people - together
Freedom for today
So easy the future
So see the childrens way
Love me
Teach me
Know me
One people - together
Freedom for today
Tomorrow forever
So see the peoples way
Many moons cascade one river
They light from side to side
As we cross in close proximity
Like rivers our hearts entwine
How we talk - how we teach our children
How we move - we direct our eyes
All the senses tuned discovery
As and as and when our hearts decide
Be ready now - be ye circle
Be the central force ye life
As the game extends the cycle
Be ready to move
One hearts for love hearts
Ones for giving sailing down the river
Two hearts are better hearts
Than one throwing out a line
I hearing it hearts
I living it
I believe in it sharing out your fortunes
Two hearts are better hearts
Than one in and out of time
Hearing - talking - yes I - love you
One hearts for love hearts
Ones for giving sailing down the river
Two hearts are better hearts
Than one throwing out a line
I hearing it hearts
I living it
I believe in it sharing out your fortunes
I loving it
Two hearts are better hearts
Than one in and out of time
Who would believe you - wise men do
Days that we knew it clear with you
You sing the answers question time
Now it you need me let our hearts entwine
Let our hearts entwine
Hearts - sailing down the river
Hearts - throwing out a line
I hearing it - I living it - I believe in it - I loving it
Hearts
Two hearts will always be
In and out of time
One hearts for love hearts
Ones for giving sailing down the river
Two hearts are better hearts
Than one throwing out a line
I hearing it hearts
I living it
I believe in it sharing out your fortunes
I loving it
Two hearts are better hearts
Than one in and out of time
As we flow down lifes rivers
I see the star glow - one by one
All angels of the magic constellation
Be singing us now

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Hearts

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Purpose In Life

Everyday the pain increases
Melting my insides away
I hate knowing she has you
That i cant be with you
Day after day
To be just friends is not enough
You are my love my only love
The only reason i live in this world
Without you my life has no purpose
We are meant to be
You and i both know that
Your what keeps me here
What keeps me alive
What makes me take that next breath
I need you by my side
Each and every night
Being with you
Is just that simple
Its the purpose in my life

poem by Kerrie Maurer
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Land Of The Living

(waylon patton/tia sellers)
(track 1 - time 3:33)
You gave him some good years
Now youd like them back
Mistakes become clearer
After the fact
Now when you pick up the pieces
But you cant make them fit
Dont waste all your time
Trying to make sense of it
Just hurry back
To the land of the living
Things have changed
Since youve been gone
The world is turning
In the land of the living
Take a deep breath
Life goes on...life goes on
Come down from that dark cloud
Whats done is done
Dont you go down believing
Youre the only one
That ever felt heartache
Turn to regret
Weve all got something
Wed like to forget...thats right
Just hurry back
To the land of the living
Things have changed
Since youve been gone
The world is turning
In the land of the living
Take a deep breath
Life goes on...life goes on
Lean on my shoulder
And whisper your tears
We all need someone
To echo our fears
Just hurry back
To the land of the living
Things have changed
Since youve been gone
The world is turning
In the land of the living
Take a deep breath
Life goes on...life goes on
In the land of the living
The world is turning
Life goes one
In the land of the living

song performed by by Pam Tillis
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Haloes angels without wings

as man transform in its unique formation, the soul illuminate
his spirit creating a halo of sanctity of wings in his humanoid
form

our navel, made us to believe that man, is created out of nothing
but, a breath that ends and begins our life to see and witness, the
living God

thus making, every human being different from other, forms of
living organism, in this changing world, a purpose that ends, to
a simple dust of where it started

in every action of touch we made, gives us the credits of thanking
the source of who's the giver of everything, the sole and the
heart that exist, before the concept of existence comes to being

let not your heart and eyes see, the halo of sacredness engulf your
self, be a philanthropist of heart and soul to our brethren, for the
wings of sanctity molded you towards life everlasting

in every season of your heart, giving and sharing is the paramount
of an endless eruption of denuding yourself for the kingdom of
God is at hand

every moment is a moment of passion to live, in the heart of every
man, regardless of creed and race, it is a faith that satisfy not
only your soul, but to the whole universe

it is now the right time to hold on, and to fly on the wings of eternity,
the wings that you have made is the wings that leads you to the way
to reach your destination

let our heart, sober your achievement, let our wisdom surf with you
in your journey, for everything you do, lifted us to see, the haloes in
our hearts

'we too, are human, a great chance to be an angel without wings '

poem by Antonio Liao
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Returning Menace

Though the cancer has returned, so much from God I’ve learned,
Not from the reading of His Truth, but, my life is His living proof,
Of my Lord’s Power and Grace, granting strength place to place,
Going through every trial and test, in the Lord Jesus I found rest,
Rest which only God could give, as through that trial I would live.

I learned, in God, just how I can, put my trust In God, even when,
Life situations turn for the worst, when I look to Christ Jesus first,
Especially when days were dark, God’s Grace always left a mark,
Sustaining me in grace and power, even through the darkest hour,
This as God proved in my life, a sustaining power of Jesus Christ.

In spite of cancer I’ve had health, which provides a greater wealth,
Far exceeding temporal prosperity, with gain acquired for eternity,
As His Grace is more than rife, working out His Purpose in my life,
Using my life just as God wills, while His Purpose The Lord fulfills,
And my cancer isn’t the story, but, God’s Grace, Power and Glory.

So, as my path again has turned, I will lean upon what I’ve learned,
My total health may not be restored, but, I’ll always have The Lord,
Who, as He helps me understand, guides me with His gentle Hand,
In things I cannot comprehend, as my present life draws to an end,
With ahead a glorious destiny, when with Christ, I step into Eternity.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Life Is Just Life

life is neither a heaven nor a hell.
not a puzzle to get displace.
life is life n only life
which we have to live n survive..

life is not a trauma of tumult..
nor of sporadic spryness or sundry sadness
life is living n to live is life

life is not a season of summer or springs..
or of being at shed or scortching heat
life is what it is l-iving i-t f-ullest e-clatically
is the message it gives..

life is not a sea of sorrow or plethora of pleasure
nothing so special nothin to err
life is living n only living..
& the one who defines it, does it for living

life is not a boon nor a bane
& nthng being so estrange
life is to live n to live is life..
& living life makes us suffice.........

poem by Srishti Shrivastava
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To Be Somebody's Hero

It is never ever easy,
To be somebody's hero.
Oh no no no.
With a living of a life,
That's perfect in someone's eyes.

It is never ever easy,
To be somebody's hero.
Oh no no no.
To one day disappoint.
And become the one criticized.

Those who get a whiff of this,
Try to hide their blemishes.
And flaws they cover to dismiss,
A heart that wishes to please.

And...
Alone they seek to be.
Eventually.

No one is perfect.
No no no.
With this their purpose.
No no no.
To exist on the surface.
No no no.
We all have feelings deep!

It is never ever easy,
To be somebody's hero.
Oh no no no.
To one day disappoint.
And become the one criticized.

It is never ever easy,
To be somebody's hero.
Oh no no no.
With a living of a life,
That's perfect in someone's eyes.

No one is perfect.
No no no.
With this their purpose.
No no no.
To exist on the surface.
No no no.
We all have feelings deep!
Yeah.

No one is perfect.
No no no.
With this their purpose.
No no no.
To exist on the surface.
No no no.
We all have feelings deep!
And,
At times they can get deeper.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sun Goes Down (Livin' It Up)

Though I live on the edge time is on my side
all the doors to my life are open wide
just as long as the wheels keep on turning 'round
I will live for the groove 'til the sun goes down
living it up, living it up
I can feel it
living it up
is it a crazy notion?
living it up, living it up
I can feel it
living it up
I got forward motion
I don't wanna go to war, I don't wanna go to war
I said I know what I want and I don't wanna go war - do you follow me?
I saw a soldier standing in a bar
looked so tired he'd come so far
he said "I need to love someone, before they drop the atom bomb"
there's a girl at the back making eyes at me
and her hair long and black is a sight to see
but I get kind of scared when love's around
I just live for the groove 'til the sun goes down
living it up, living it up
I can feel it
living it up
is it a false emotion?
living it up, living it up
I can feel it
living it up
I got forward motion
so I'm a-taking you out but I'm a-faking
I'm married to the beat
but to the music I gave the heart I could have given you
still there's something 'bout the way that you move
and the way that people stare it's the shock of the new
I want my friends to see me standing next to you
the sun goes down . . .
time is on my side
I don't care what they say I'll enjoy the ride
but I get kind of scared when I turn around
so I'll stay with the groove 'til the sun goes down
living it up
living it up
I can feel it
living it up
I got forward motion
ooh - watch her dance
there must be one like her in every club in every town
but I don't mind if that the way she wants to be
there's something 'bout her that reminds me of me
she's my soulmate - we'll be together 'til the sun goes down
the sun goes down
living it up
living it up
I can feel it
living it up
I got forwand motion

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Sounds of Life and Love

Love: Which is more important: Love or life?
Life: Without life, there would be no love.

Love: But without love, life would have no meaning.
Life: True, but life gives birth to love.

Love: And what gives birth to life?
Life: Life gives birth to itself.

Love: Nothing gives birth to itself automatically,
There must be some cause, a reason or an action.

Life: Life is without any cause.
Love: If life is without a cause, then it is without a purpose.

Life: The purpose of life is life.
Love: No, the purpose of life is love.

Life: You must be born to exist.
Without life, there is nothing.

Love: Life is nothing growing from unborn love.
You just don't understand.

poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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Related quotes

Your Purpose of Living

Ringmasters Word

You're Making My Purpose Very Difficult

Shoulder To Lean On

We Are Saints

Chaos, Order, Chaos, Beauty And Ugliness...

While Making A Living, Also Know How To Live

Someone

So-Called Wise Men

The Chronicles of a Criss Crossed and Broken Heart part 5

Hearts

Hearts

Purpose In Life

Land Of The Living

Haloes angels without wings

Returning Menace

Life Is Just Life

To Be Somebody's Hero

Sun Goes Down (Livin' It Up)

Sounds of Life and Love

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