The devil's diplomat
And so, dear soul,
you've reached this place called death.
You lived your life of avarice and opulence;
then you gasped at your last breath.
You see these gates of gold and ivory,
they were created just for you and me.
For you and I are so alike sweet one.
You've always loved the warmth of a fiery sun.
The weather here is sunny all the time.
Even the rain is warm on your face
and the sheets you'll sleep on are made of lace.
Or would you rather a better place?
Let me tempt you in dear soul departed
or be from these treasures forever parted.
I am the devils diplomat,
come, step upon the welcome mat.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Dead Ones
Oh! you dead ones who never
Knew when their death came
And death, you who never say of
your coming,
Why did you lay your cold hands
On his soul
His soul that barely lived a decade
I know a life that have lived
A century
Why did you not travel that road
Why did you steal his soul?
At the prime of his youth,
When his services were needed,
You stole him away,
From his loved ones.
And now he is gone, gone forever
Gone to where no one knows.
But I kno my dear friend,
You are resting in our heavenly
Father's home.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Something Special
I always ask myself
What's between you and me
A step
Or miles
Or just the ocean
A year
Or ten
Or a whole generation
But does it really matter
Do I have to care
What's between you and me
In time orspace
Yet when I pass by there
I can't but ask myself
What's a dear place
When no one dear is here
Is it a life
We lived true
Or a long breathless breath
Then death
It was not just the air
That breathed between you and me
There had been 'something special'
Here now remains a dear memory
That lives in motion
But will I ever come to know
What fine threads of emotion
That had always tied us
Together free.
May be one day
I can
I will
Tell me
Tell you
What has always been
A 'something special'
Between you and me
Today for now
Enough for me
I'm sure I know
Whatever it be
Very well I know
It was
It is
It has been
True!
poem by Eman Elbadawi
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Farewell To Departed Soul
FAREWELL DEAR DEPARTED SOUL
Farewell, to you dear departed soul
Erased may be from writings of life's scroll
Endure you will in our minds as whole
Etched in our memories as life's extol
Revealing in hearts real truth of life
Alluding to the facts of birth and death
Showing the way to deal with joy and grief
Pointing to the fact one can live with mirth
Living every moment as the very last
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Why Death Comes?
There is a place after life;
There is a home after death;
There is a life after life on earth,
And that is the Abode of God
Called Heaven!
It’s a place of joy alone;
It’s a place devoid of sorrows;
It’s a place that’s free from pain and sin;
It’s a place that’s very pure;
It’s a place where sufferings are unknown;
It’s a place of everlasting joy;
It’s a place of commune with God-
Eternity is its name!
Death gives rest to souls that depart;
Death gives reprieve from earthly woes;
Death is the only way to God’s Abode;
Death heralds the resurrection of souls!
When death comes, why should we fear?
Death is the one way to Heaven;
But when it comes, our soul must be prepared,
And if that is done, why bother?
Miracles can be wrought by God;
Prayers can bring miracles through;
Yet, a sea of fervent appeals from souls,
May not keep back a single soul
For a time longer than
What God has pre-destined!
Because, God knows each heart;
God knows each soul;
God knows our sufferings,
And the ideal time to deliver
All.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2005
poem by John Celes
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Breath Of Death
Death is not death,
It is life without breath,
Life on earth is life that is blind,
Blinded by stress and the curse of time,
True life is life that remains untied,
Pure life is life that has honor and pride,
The cold breathe of death actually guilds,
It guilds to a place where darkness subsides,
Passed the shadow a secluded warmth is seen,
Benevolence and compassion becomes pristine,
The Floor is cover with clouds of gold,
An eternal joy that never grows old,
They wait for you to come alive,
Trumpets waiting for you to arrive,
Sitting there is the humble Lord,
Guarding the gates with his shield and sword,
All your loved ones and all you've known,
How can this love even be shown,
Reach out your heart and give him your hand,
There is nothing to fear so please understand,
He knows you believe but now you must try,
You must understand that to live you must die,
Yes, this death is death indeed,
A death of pain and an unheard plead.,
However this death is truly not death,
Only new life that lives without breath.
poem by Bradley Lomeli
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A place called hell
Some one reminded me of a place called hell
Lonely place where every one is doing well
All let loose strange stories around
No basis whatsoever or any images are found
No one may argue in favor of a hell
Generally all may not favor it at all
In their opinion they all did well to be in heaven
Though they have no faint idea even
They have done nothing to find place in this place
They did all whatever they could do to malign the race
At final time they decided to donate some tip of wealth
They knew it well at end of the game with deterioration in health
Some one may go even further to advocate
In the memory of parents some good steps they will indicate
Raising of temple or some orphanage in their name
At least this will save them for some shame
They have all praise for departed soul
The soul had lived noble life with no mistakes or foul
The God only knew how noble and honest he was?
The end was imminent but this was only pause
The heaven has many exits and inlets
Only innocent and nobles are let
Rest all sent to very nice place called hell
There they will spend their life very well
So if some one is referring heaven we should take it for hell
All horrified stories are known to all but now no need to tell
Human ears are not used to hear unpleasant remarks
Though they praise dear ones with full marks
How the hell can be different from atmosphere?
Why the people get afraid with so much fear?
When it is known that only nice people with have entry?
Rest all will be waiting in sun without shed of the tree
Well it is generally accepted that there is another world
Where there is no foe or friend or hot and cold
Everything is same and no difficulty at all
Still untruth may block it like wall
I fearlessly taught and advocated about good or bad
There is nothing to be felt as pain, agony or remain sad
The end may be peaceful and all set to depart
There may be found two gates painted with art
It will remind us of our past
The life might have been over very fast
It was now turn to pack up and say good bye
Even though we had lived happily with very good try
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Devils Island
The light that fills my lonely cell,
Is blocked out by the key,
That locks the door to this hell,
The place they wanted me.
Times racing like the wind,
Executions near,
Oh lord, I wait for death,
And, yes, I have no fear.
I recall that night, my every breath,
And, step along the way.
Closed my eyes, walking,
As danger paved the way.
The devil, and the darkness
Let her evil wander free
And, here on devils island,
The final stop for me.
Chorus:
Devils island, devils island.
Oh, there is no escape,
The sea is full of sharks.
The tide takes you away, and
Smashes you on the rocks.
The sun is shining,
But feel not today,
Its warmth, its dying,
And fading away.
Chorus (repeat):
Devils island, [here I stay,] devils island.
Oh, hear the call,
From the grave beyond.
Oh, so pernicious,
Her soul it creates song.
As there is no man, that is
Here upon the earth,
Able to terminate our
Noisome will since birth.
The priest that reads the sermons,
Is walking next to me,
To the stake, my last request,
To have her burn with me.
But, so it did, the heavens opened,
Rain began to fall.
The final judgement came, and
Was spread before you all.
Final judgement.
Old, weak, and feeble,
But the lesson taught to me,
To stay away from evil,
She doesnt care for me.
She haunts me in my sleep,
Though I tore that page away.
And, here on devils island,
Ill always have to stay.
Chorus (repeat):
Devils island, devils island.
[devils island, devils island.]
Here I am.
Chorus (repeat [4 times]):
Devils island, devils island.
song performed by by Megadeth
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The Touch Of Your Hand
I was fascinated by your hands yesterday
touching all those you met on your way.
Holding the hand of a child so tenderly.
Working hard to care for friends and family.
Those hands were the hands of the Lord.
They spoke more powerfully than any word.
And I saw sweet works of Jesus taking place
as you reached out to touch others by His grace.
But then to my pleasure and my great joy
you reached out taking the hand of your Roy.
Lifting my soul to such heavenly heights
and filling my heart with loving delights.
It was such a privilege to hold and be near
touching the hand of the one I love so dear.
I felt I was being held by the hand of the Lord
for such blessings can only come from God.
My dear — Grow old with me, my lovely wife.
We'll walk forward like this the rest of our life.
Hand in hand, step by step and day by day.
Together with the Lord, let's walk His way.
Kelpie
There was a warm wind with the high tide
On the south of the hill.
When a young girl went a-walking
And I followed with a will.
''good day to you, my fine young lady
With your lips so sweetly full.
May I help you comb your long hair ---
Sweep it from that brow so cool?
Up, ride with the kelpie.
Ill steal your soul to the deep.
If you dont ride with me while the devils free
Ill ride with somebody else.
Well Im a man when Im feeling
The urge to step ashore.
So I may charm you --- not alarm you.
Tell you all fine things, and more.
Up, ride with the kelpie.
Ill steal your soul to the deep.
If you dont ride with me while the devils free
Ill ride with somebody else.
Say goodbye to all your dear kin ---
For they hate to see you go
In your young prime, to this place of mine
In the still loch far below.
Up, ride with the kelpie.
Ill steal your soul to the deep.
If you dont ride with me while the devils free
Ill ride with somebody else.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Wish You Were Here
I sent you a postcard
Thought it would be funny
Would have sent a souvenir
But they took all my money
It's pretty warm down here but it ain't sunny
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I tried to call you
I tried to call you
Long distance operators that only stall you
Besides the damn rates are so high
They just appall you
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
It started out a nice vacation
Left the station right on time
Can't get a ticket to get me home, dear
They just don't have too many flights from twilight zone, dear
So don't forget to feed my cats
Spot and Jerome, dear
And I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
Seeing all the sights here
I'm getting lonely
I'd show you all the film I took if they would only
Let me go home
Dear, sincerely
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
I'm having a hell of a time, my dear
Wish you were here
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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The East London Devil's Diplomat
And so old mate,
you've taken your last breath,
You've snuffed it, yeah,
no, really your stone dead.
Now come on chum
it's really not that bad,
dark souls like yours
are welcome at our gaff.
The climate here
is great, better than most
Your bloody soul will
soon be warm as toast.
Just take a look around,
this place is hot.
we've china plates
and dinner's in the pot.
Or did you bet on
fluffy clouds and larks
maybe with angels
playing on gold harps?
You wouldn't want
that kind of shit, I bet.
Your not the fluffy sort,
let's have a drink.
I've saved your place
come in, we'll have a chat
For you've just met
the devil's diplomat.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Warmer Place To Sleep
Well I been up to the mountain
Seen the ashes down below
I had breakfast with the wiseman
He told me what he thought I should know
And Ive been to bed with jezabel
And I found the well as deep
And Id trade in my ambitions
For a warmer place to sleep
Well Ive seen the heart of darkness
Read the writing on the wall
And the voice out in the desert
Was the voice out in the hall
And once he called me abel
And once he called me cain
And for forty days and for forty nights
I slept out in the rain
Chorus:
Girl can you share your warm bed tonight
I need to find a safe retreat
Someplace where they cant see my eyes
I need to find a warmer place to sleep
Well I rested in the devils arms
Ive chased the hounds of hell
I played truth or dare with the angels
And as I fall as I can tell
That a heart of gold aint no better
Than a heart torn from the street
And Id trade in my heart of stone
For a warmer place to sleep
Chorus:
Girl can you share your warm bed tonight
I need to find a safe retreat
Someplace where they cant see my eyes
I need to find a warmer place to sleep
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Do You Remember?
I left my life with you, do you remember?
That hollow day of sharpened rain and even sharper words.
Each step I took away from you, each leaden pace, defeated me.
Your voice, once soft and lyrical, now cold and forged from steel.
I left my heart with you, do you remember?
The days of love we'd shared lay smashed and littered with accusations.
Those eyes in which I'd often bathed, now but a swollen tempest,
Your smile, which made the Sun shine bright, now turned to blackened stone.
I left my dreams with you, do you remember?
Sweet promises we'd made, of carefree days and endless love,
Now turned to words that liars speak, meaningless and empty.
Your touch, once warm and gentle, now sharp as razor blades.
I left my faith with you, do you remember?
The trust entwined with love and understanding,
Now mixing with the sodden earth to build a final resting place.
Your kiss, once sweet with promise, now poisoned with Goodbye.
I thought that you would seek me out one day, and bring my treasures back to me,
But No!
I've lived bereft of life
I've lived with silence in my breast
I've lived with black and dreamless sleep
I've lived a faithless, loveless life.
I left it all with you.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
poem by Owain Glyn
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Soul Scream...
A haunting wind travels across my soul,
Death gains ground with every weary step,
Eyes of grey fill with the tears of the condemned,
My soul screams out in a plea for mercy,
Yet the spectre of death has won this race,
That soul scream has become my final breath,
I sleep entwined forever, heart, mind, body and soul...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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My Dear Dearest
My Dear, Dearest, Dear, [Oh dear dear me]
Are you too blind to see?
Far apart is the sea from the sky
And when did I last see you laugh?
And when did I last see you cry?
So far away
Does space divide?
The heart from the body?
It was so long ago
I saw you smile
I glimpsed your soul
Across a table one wooden space between
Did I ever really know you?
Is love what it seems
Or is love just for breaking
And awakening in dreams.?
My dear, dearest dear,
We have come to this place
But I must start this letter
Oh my dear, dear me!
What a waste!
poem by Yvette Smith
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Dear And Sweet
Dear sweet and loving wife
You give me love and also life
You give me happiness and never strife
Without you my love how could I survive.
You have turned our house into a home
The love we have it is always shown
Together forever in life we’ve been sewn
Never will we ever be sad or alone.
When I am off to work I think about you
As I know there will always be us two
To live without your love I have not a clue
When we sleep at night my soul you soothe.
Dear sweet and loving mother
As I know like you there is no other
You keep me warmth you are my cover
You gave me life and also life to discover.
You kiss me goodnight when I go to sleep
When I am sad you help me not to weep
No steps you said for me are ever to steep
You taught me truth and not deceit.
You taught me honesty and never to lie
Honor and pride you said will be at my side
Because of you I wear a smile at night
As you gave me love and you gave me might.
Dear sweet and loving mistress
Does your husband know you are my misses
For myself you will cheat as you undress
Your children do not know that you never confess.
You come visit me when your family is asleep
You sneak out your house so not to make a peep
As my life and myself is all that you seek
I wonder does anyone know the secrets we do keep.
When your husband is at work you are thinking about me
When your children are at school you are free
Whatever I say or do you will always believe
Hopefully the truth you will never find or see.
Dear mean and hateful woman
You have done again things that you shouldn’t
Though we are all weak and only human
You have done things that any other couldn’t.
You suppose to give your family your very best
So your soul and life would of been blessed
But then you gave your feelings to all the rest
In love and life you should never start another quest.
But in the end of course you will be caught
You lied to everyone and against what you taught
Righteousness and love and truth you never sought
Your body has been sold and your soul has been bought.
Randy L.McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Stay Gold
Seize upon that moment long ago
One breath away and there you will be
So young and carefree
Again you will see
That place in time...so gold
Steal away into that way back when
You thought that all would last forever
But like the weather
Nothing can ever...and be in time
Stay gold
But can it be
When we can see
So vividly
A memory
And yes you say
So must the day
Too, fade away
And leave a ray of sun
So gold
Life is but a twinkling of an eye
Yet filled with sorrow and compassion
Though not imagined
All things that happen
Will age too old
Though gold
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Wish you're Done.....
a second choice may put you in good hand
and brings your way; to a good tiding wish of
a beautiful morning, in a very voice of sweet
goodbye
let the limit of what my heart desire brings
me to the wisdom of my soul, and
hold my dear breath the divine
acceptance that life, would mean
nothing with out the beginning of your time
oh! beloved who created every splendid experiences
of what each moment to live and to give
that very special gift of love;
who always bring the surfing sky to fly
and keep each promise
of a lasting memory of Life, spirited in you
live my dear one, and begin of what was called,
in the calmness of the sea, rejoice!
for nothing is worth than
a vessel of an honest hand
all had just come and go, yet! not all has given
the wonder to lay a little hand to do …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Do Not Take Her- Helen Hepner
Dear Lord,
You know what's best in everyone's heart; including my Grandma Helen. As you know she was diagnosed with lung cancer and has only a short time to live. I must ask you why. Why is her life being cut so short? She is loved by many; including myself. I was named after her because of the amazing woman that she is. I wish to become like her one day. Smart, beautiful, talented, and loved. I do not know anyone who does not love her or her cooking. She is an amazing woman that I am glad that I am related to. However Lord, why must you take her into your gates? Is it really her time? If I can may I ask to take her place? I do not wish to see her go. I rather it be me. Heaven awaits for her, but she is needed her by many. We will miss her all dear Lord. Please Do Not Take Her
I am forever your child
MaKayla Kerrigan Elizabeth Straight
poem by Makayla Straight
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An Idea Of Heaven
The idea of heaven has always fascinated me
Even though everybody on this earth has thoughts for free
This occurs to us only when some has departed from our home
We wish their soul to rest in peace and get welcome
Even if person has done nothing good on this earth
We wish his/her soul should find place in heaven after death
Only good words are said on the back of departed soul
It is customary and traditional wishes to give such calls
It has baffled me over the fate of soul after departure
The religious books mention of only two places for sure
Heaven and hell are destined in everybody’s fate
Death is certain for all and may come soon or late
I, as child, had cried over mother’s death in accident
It was shock and almost broke me with sad moment
I was unable to come out from shock and thought over
Where and what she may be doing there?
I can’t think much about another world
It sends me shiver in spine and cold
I can’t imagine some one’s departure from fold
Only few can bear the loss and face as bold
As child, I used to dream about that beautiful place
All people may be residing at one place in peace
They might have their place and enjoying
Yet it sent me some times in tears with crying
Of late it has been made clear and we have concluded
Our own performance on earth is absolutely included
Not only for the self satisfaction but journey abroad
Else one may definitely die with remorse and heavy load
We may be compelled some of the bad acts
But the basic things doesn’t alter with facts
Life as such has been taken as temporary phase
Our quest for material gain is considered as mad chase
In short, we have the vision to assure our place
We may know in advance where we will be in that case
We also can reassure happiness on face
As everything is fulfilled happily in limited space
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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