Light As The Linnet On My Way I Start
LIGHT as the linnet on my way I start,
For all my pack I bear a chartered heart.
Forth on the world without a guide or chart,
Content to know, through all man's varying fates,
The eternal woman by the wayside waits.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Out Of Frustration
Frustration seems to fill their day, as they live life’s empty way,
Troubles coursing through their life, simply add to all that strife.
Having all they seem to want, but their life is empty to be blunt,
Empty of The Lord’s peace within, in this world marred with sin.
When they run into frustration, they know not God’s Revelation,
They have not God’s inner peace, when their trials do not cease,
Anxious hours, each day they spend, asking when will it all end,
Looking down a tunnel of night, and not seeing any hint of light.
In their world, they pack their life, with no room for Jesus Christ,
As issues of a temporal kind, fill both their heart and their mind.
When trouble comes down the road, all alone they bear the load,
Never looking to The Lord, who, through Christ, can be implored.
Besieged with life’s uncertainty, not seeking The God of Eternity,
They’ll live this earthly life alone, while their life they just bemoan.
Oh if these men could only see, The God who loves you and me,
With open arms waiting to, receive their life, to see them through.
God will send them a friend and guide, to always be by their side,
The Shepherd with staff and rod, as guide, upon this earthly sod,
A Savior, who will give them rest, no matter how severe their test,
Leading them off an earthy road, to an everlasting eternal abode.
Sonnet XXII: To Cyriack Skinner
Cyriack, this three years' day these eyes, though clear
To outward view of blemish or of spot,
Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot;
Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
Of sun or moon or star throughout the year,
Or man or woman. Yet I argue not
Against Heav'n's hand or will, not bate a jot
Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer
Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask?
The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied
In liberty's defence, my noble task,
Of which all Europe talks from side to side.
This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask
Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
poem by John Milton
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To the Same
Cyriack, this three years’ day these eyes, though clear,
To outward view, of blemish or of spot,
Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot;
Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year,
Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not
Against Heaven’s hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer
Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask?
The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied
In liberty’s defence, my noble task,
Of which all Europe rings from side to side.
This thought might lead me through the world’s vain mask
Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
poem by John Milton
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Sonnet 22
XXII
Cyriac, this three years' day these eyes, though clear,
To outward view, of blemish or of spot,
Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot;
Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year,
Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not
Against Heav'n's hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer
Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask?
The conscience, Friend, t' have lost them overplied
In liberty's defence, my noble task,
Of which all Europe rings from side to side.
This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask
Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
poem by John Milton
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To Mr. Cyriack Skinner Upon His Blindness
Cyriack, this three years day these eys, though clear
To outward view, of blemish or of spot;
Bereft of light thir seeing have forgot,
Nor to thir idle orbs doth sight appear
Of Sun or Moon or Starre throughout the year,
Or man or woman. Yet I argue not
Against heavns hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of heart or hope; but still bear vp and steer
Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask?
The conscience, Friend, to have lost them overply'd
In libertyes defence, my noble task,
Of which all Europe talks from side to side.
This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask
Content though blind, had I no better guide.
poem by John Milton
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Maine
Relaxing on my* hands and knees
Relaxing on my* face
Reclining in the bear-trap of its tender warm embrace
Glazed with coniferous green
Glazed with excitement and dread
Exhausted from oversleep
Awake but still in bed
The shaving razors rusty but the sting brings you exactly back to
Maine
Is** the world that went south
Maine
Is** a punch in the mouth
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
Maine
Is the devil you know
Maine
Is the heaven below
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
I love you anyway (I love you anyway)
I promise theres no other state (theres no other state)
But only if you stay away (but only if you leave)
And leave me to my ugly state*** (me to my ugly state)
And give me back my evil heart so I can see you as you are in
Maine
Is the world that went south
Maine
Is a punch in the mouth
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
Maine
Is the poison you love
Maine
Is the hell from above
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Your Heart And My Heart
Your heart covers me and shelters in my heart.
Its warmth is my bread of strength to impart
Light in me, I perceive. Rich is its art
Much more nigh onto its blossom I chart,
To survey enlivenment your heart did start.
Across life in shapes, my heart your heart does cart.
My heart covers you and shelters in your heart.
Its warmth is your bread of strength to impart
Light in you, you perceive. Rich is its art
Much more nigh onto its blossom you chart,
To survey enlivenment my heart did start.
Across life in shapes, your heart my heart does cart.
poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
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God Will Finish All He Started
Christ will finish in you tomorrow, what He has started in you today,
And even in the midst of sorrow, He will take you to a brighter way.
Remember that God’s tomorrow, could be years or in just one day,
You’ll come through the sorrow, when you reach His ultimate way.
My friend, whatever God does start, The Lord God indeed will finish,
And all that sorrow in your heart; that my friend, God shall diminish.
Then Eternity, that He will start, for you my friend, it will never finish,
And the Eternal Joy in your heart, from The Lord, it will not diminish.
This present world is not our home, for we are on our way to Eternity,
Though in darkness we now roam, soon Heaven’s Light we will see.
Christ has prepared for us a home, a place to be through all Eternity,
Then in the heavens we can roam, where our Savior shall always be.
Within our hearts we seek above, longing to begin our brand new life,
And it is because of all the Love, of our Blessed Savior Jesus Christ.
Soon with Him we shall be above, as we go forward into Eternal Life,
And remain forever in the Love, and the Eternal Light of Jesus Christ.
Friend, His Love He will not sever, once you’re upon His Eternal List,
And Christ will fill your heart forever, with His Love and Eternal Bliss.
Then this world will truly never, be what you look back onto and miss,
For we will be with Christ forever, surrounded by God’s Eternal Bliss.
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Every Second Someone Breaks A Heart
(richard brossman)
Its a dangerous world we live in
Crime is everywhere
Theres always some sad story going down
You can read it in the paper
You can see it on the air
Its an evil epidemic going round
But nobody seems to notice
The saddest crime of all
Oh just how many times a day
Someone takes their love away
And the national statistics
Never put it in the chart
But every second someone breaks a heart
Theres a woman out there somewhere
Who feels she lost her life
But her man just shot her world down
And it hurts
Theres a guy who just got taken
And it cuts him like a knife
Some girl stole his heart and left him
Without a world
They dont call it a crime of passion
But it kills you just the same
Its murder when a true love dies
Right before your very eyes
And as soon as one is over
Another one will start
Every second someone breaks
Every second someone breaks a heart
If youve got someone who loves you
Be careful all the time
Do you know where your love is tonight
Cause theres always someone trying
To find the perfect crime
And you never know just when
Theyll strike
So you better watch your woman
And you better watch your man
Cause no ones safe when loves at stake
Anybodys heart can break
And the next time that it happens
Youre not the losing part
Every second someone breaks a heart
Every second someone breaks a heart
Every second someone breaks a heart
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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The Happy Bird’s Nest
When on my cottage falls the placid shower,
When ev'ning calls the labourer home to rest,
When glad the bee deserts the humid flower,
O then the bird assumes her peaceful nest.
When sable shadows grow unshapely tall,
And Sol's resplendent wheel descends the west,
The knell of respiration tolls for all,
And Hesper smiles upon the linnet's nest.
When o'er the mountain bounds the fair gazell,
The night bird tells her day-departing jest,
She gladly leaves her melancholy dell,
And spreads her pinions o'er the linnet's nest.
Then harmless Dian spreads her lucid sail,
And glides through ether with her silver crest,
Bidding the watchful bird still pour her tale,
And cheer the happy linnet on her nest.
Thus may some guardian angel bear her light,
And o'er thy tomb, departed genius, rest,
Whilst thou shalt take thy long eternal flight,
And leave some faithful bird to guard thy nest.
poem by George Moses Horton
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Tearing A Rose
Do Not Be Afraid
To Tear The Petals
Off A Sacred Rose
For Her
Truth
Eternal
Will Never Die
To Be Revealed
Before Your Eyes
She
Waits
Nights
And Days
Eternal
Her Devotion
Will Always Live
Meet Me Under A Tree
Guide Me Blinded
By Your Touch
Wherever
Your Years
Have Chosen Us To Be
poem by Erika Conti
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He’s Mindful Of
The Eternal God who reigns above, knows everything I’m thinking of,
And knowing my heart’s every care, I have never a reason to despair.
For He set the entire world in place, by His mighty Power and Grace,
And as Eternal God and King, He controls this world and everything.
My life today is in God’s hand, even those things I don’t understand,
But, I truly know that in my Lord, my troubled heart can rest assured.
As God set the limits of the earth, and He offers to men a New Birth,
Through His Grace to all of those, who in His Mercy, God has chose.
It is The Lord above, whom I trust, even though my frame is but dust,
God, who gave to me Eternal Life, this in His Only Son, Jesus Christ.
And it’s Christ, who does guide me, in ways that I do not always see,
Who alone began a work in me, which shall continue through Eternity.
So when my heart really gets down, a peace alone, in Christ is found,
Which alone, can relieve any fear, for Christ my Savior is always near.
And there is nothing that I can hide, from His Spirit who dwells inside,
Who continues with me everywhere, even through every trial and care.
Christ is my Guide and my Friend, Who shall be with me until the end,
To help me up wherever I may fall, for Christ is The Eternal God of all,
Never hindered by the will of man, I am fully secure within God’s Plan,
As I journey upon the earthly sod, protected by Christ’s staff and rod.
(Copyright ©06/2009)
In Christ Is Life
We have peace and God’s presence, wherever The Good Lord sends us,
Even when no peace can be found, Christ sets our feet on stable ground.
God gives our feet a steadiness, through The Lord’s own Righteousness,
The Righteousness of Jesus Christ; this through His Spirit and New Life.
The Lord, who sets us on our course, will be for us, God’s faithful source,
Of His Peace and Light along the way, even in through life’s darkest day.
God’s Peace shall comfort any heart, which trusts in Christ from the start,
Anyone who calls upon Jesus Christ, to lead them through their daily life.
Daily Christ Jesus can give to you, the Grace of God to see you through,
He’ll see you through each day and hour, with His Grace and His Power.
My Friend, even in the darkest night, Christ will guide you with His Light,
In this world The Lord Jesus Christ, is for all men today, The Light of life.
Christ can guide all men my friend, from their beginning to the very end,
The Lord can guide both you and me, from earth’s beginning to Eternity.
And God above can guide everyone, through Jesus Christ His Only Son,
For His One and Only Son, Jesus Christ, is the very Author of every life.
Jesus Christ is Creator and He’s God, of the very earth that all men trod,
God who placed you upon this earth, in Christ can give you a New Birth,
To be born again and live forevermore, with our God and Christ our Lord.
Today come to God through Jesus Christ, and you will have Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©01/2007)
From A Bleak Start
Another day that’s gray and bleak; and what a way to start the week.
But, as the weather changes friend, we too, could have a better end.
With the sun, the sky is brighter, and with The Lord a load is lighter.
When your heart is weighed down, only in Jesus, a Peace is found.
It always seems darkest when, your strength seems to be at its end,
That is when you will see The Lord, open for you a brand new door.
It’s always darkest before the light, as Christ Jesus breaks the night.
Then you see as you regain full sight, that everything will be all right.
So when your life seems overcast, you can be certain it will not last.
As the sun sheds away the gray, Jesus Christ will light up your way.
When in the darkness of this life, use the Light that’s found in Christ.
For Christ’s Light shines so bright, when the days are dark as night.
During these times, it is Christ, who guides you through all your life.
For He will not forsake you friend, indeed, He is with you to the end.
Through the week lean upon Him, Jesus will guide you in everything.
And all the gray will soon subside, as in Christ Jesus you fully abide,
Friend, others shall see your light, when their days are not so bright.
And any light that others can see, is just a small glimpse of eternity.
When Jesus will be The Light, that continually shines forever bright.
A time when all darkness will be, banished throughout all of eternity.
Never again shall we see night, as Christ my friend is Eternal Light.
A time when His Light won’t lack, so to the world we won’t look back.
It is this hope that is in our heart, that keeps us going from the start.
You will see by the week’s end, that it’s not like the beginning friend.
She Carried It Gladly Beyond....
the world waits for what we say
oh, we must have said everything already
the world still waits for what we really
have to say
because it knows we still have not spoken
what is in the heart
it waits for the hour before that
when only the truth is spoken
he spoke,
and passed away, mama didn't
i know, because like the world i keep on waiting
she carried it gladly
beyond a la
cummings
i am happy the world does not need really
to hear
none of the ear's business
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Anne: Oh, Say Not, Sweet Anne
Oh, say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed
The heart which adores you should wish to dissever;
Such Fates were to me most unkind ones indeed,
To bear me from love and from beauty for ever.
Your frowns, lovely girl, are the Fates which alone
Could bid me from fond admiration refrain;
By these, every hope, every wish were o'erthrown,
Till smiles should restore me to rapture again.
As the ivy and oak, in the forest entwined,
The rage of the tempest united must weather;
My love and my life were by nature design'd
To flourish alike, or to perish together.
Then say not, sweet Anne, that the Fates have decreed
Your lover should bid you a lasting adieu;
Till Fate can ordain that his bosom shall bleed,
His soul, his existence, are centred in you.
Im Just A Woman
(ronnie scott/ steve wolfe)
Producer for bonnie: hugh murphy
**Im just a woman
You are the only man
I need you always
You need me now and then
Im just a woman
You are the only man
Im just your puppet
You make me dance and sing
You know I love it
Letting you pull my string
Im just a woman
You are the only man
*and I know if you choose
Yon can throw me away
Like some old shoe
But as long as youre there
From the bottom or my heart
I dont care
I m just the lover
You want along the way
I try to do it
But you always start to play
Im just a woman
You are the only man
*repeat
Im just a woman, ooh
Im just a woman, ooh
And there are times you really show
What s in your heart and then I know
No matter what yon do I cant let go
Of any part of your love
**repeat
*repeat
Im just a woman, ooh
Im just a woman, ooh
Im just a woman
You are the only man
Im just a woman
Said Im just a woman
Im just a woman
You are the only man
Said Im just a woman
Im just a woman just a woman
You are the only man
Just a woman, ooh
Said Im just a woman
Im just a woman
You are the only man
Im just a woman
I said Im just a woman
And you are the only man
Yeah yeah
Im just a woman
You are the only man
Im just a woman
Said Im just a woman
Im just a woman
Youre, youre the only man
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Look at the heart not the body.
We need to look at the heart of a woman not the body of a woman. As men we look at the body and think about sex. it is not right. we shouldn't look at a women because she have a sexy body and want to hit it. women have feeling to. we shouldn't treat women as sexy toys. we should love a woman because her heart is good. let's treat women with respect and love her for the right reasons, not for our own satifaction. look at the heart of a woman and see how her heart is. let us men stop being hoes and start treating woman right. so remember look at the heart of a woman not the body of a woman.
by louis sheffield aka Panda BEAR.
poem by Louis Sheffield
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Tuesday
Woman of thiry seeing the sun
Packed up her suitcase started to run
Looking for someone looking for none
Pack up and drive away
It was her birthday tuesday morning
Realisation gradually dawning
A man in a grey suit whispered 'Im calling
Pack up and drive away
Woman of thirty, husband and kids chained like a dog she had to rid
No point in coping off came the lid
Pack up and drive away
Three thousand miles of honesty dreaming
Perfect imagery is a gleaming
No more shattered clouds were deeming
Pack up and drive away
In her heart it wasnt easy
Mumbled words and feeling dizzy
Reasons fight against excuses driving slower she was losing
Dream was stirring only dozing
Eyelids awaken to the daydream
Just an illusion broken sunshine
Woman of thirty theres no choice
I cant help our helpless voice
song performed by by Yaz
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Tuesday
Woman of thiry seeing the sun
Packed up her suitcase started to run
Looking for someone looking for none
Pack up and drive away
It was her birthday tuesday morning
Realisation gradually dawning
A man in a grey suit whispered 'Im calling
Pack up and drive away
Woman of thirty, husband and kids chained like a dog she had to rid
No point in coping off came the lid
Pack up and drive away
Three thousand miles of honesty dreaming
Perfect imagery is a gleaming
No more shattered clouds were deeming
Pack up and drive away
In her heart it wasnt easy
Mumbled words and feeling dizzy
Reasons fight against excuses driving slower she was losing
Dream was stirring only dozing
Eyelids awaken to the daydream
Just an illusion broken sunshine
Woman of thirty theres no choice
I cant help our helpless voice
song performed by by Yaz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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