Know God
You want to know the God
Wish to pave a path, direct
To His ornate abode
Read scriptures, listen to words
Of saints and wise men
Bath in waters sacred
And visit holy shrines
But bear in mind!
From truth when you unwind
When you shun
Your duties bounden
For money when you greed
When you spurn the feeble and needy
And as long as your mind
Is filled with hatred and envy
I’m afraid your path is never ready
Remains just stone and sand
And one more hint!
There is no entry into His precincts
For those hidebound maniacs
Wearing distinctive marks
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Hymn 53
The Holy Scriptures.
Heb. 1:1,2; 2 Tim. 3:15,16; Psa. 147:19,20.
God, who in various methods told
His mind and will to saints of old,
Sent down his Son, with truth and grace,
To teach us in these latter days.
Our nation reads the written word,
That book of life, that sure record:
The bright inheritance of heav'n
Is by the sweet conveyance giv'n.
God's kindest thoughts are here expressed,
Able to make us wise and bless'd;
The doctrines are divinely true,
Fit for reproof and comfort too.
Ye British isles, who read his love
In long epistles from above,
(He hath not sent his sacred word
To every land,) praise ye the Lord.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Sacred Stones Of Time And Space
The path my mind traversed this day
Was guided by thy holy light
And midst the sterling starry night
With wings of love in solemn flight
I discovered there before my sight
The stones of time's most sacred way.
I bowed to read the holy script,
but it was written by a foreign hand,
My fingers trace the letters, and
they disappear into the sand...
What riddle this? What cruel brigand
Would Wisdom make a secret kept.
The holy script now in the sands
The message was set free
Our search for truth is in Gods hands
And we shall find the key
Not in space but the realm of time
Else man may never see
The Love of God is ours to claim
There is no mystery.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Her Pre-valentine Wish
o heavens
i do not
wish to
read her
mind, i
do not
want to
know her
pre-valentine wish:
that her husband>>>>>>>>>>>? i do not, i cannot say it.
let her say it, but i know she won't.
o my God, i do not wish to know what is inside her.
but i have this hint of what she really likes to think
o my God, i do not wish to read her mind and judge her
but i have this hint of what she really like to do
but i give you this hint, she hates me for me telling her
that in truth she is in love with another.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Beautiful Mind
a beautiful mind is a loving mind
words as
anger, filth, dirt, sordid, squalid,
hate, indifference, murder
curse, envy
are not found
in a beautiful mind
what have i in my mind then to call my mind a beautiful mind
God, please be there
Saints please be all there
Angels please please be all there
i look at this mind with all honesty because i claim it to be one
beautiful mind
i am crazy
i am not a beautiful mind
as i claim to be
i am afraid all that is found in there is
just you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Ready Leraner
Give ear to me if you have knowledge,
And hear my words oh wise men;
For my tongue is the pen of the ready writer.
Kiss me and be very warm with my love!
For the peace in your mind is like the joy of my muse;
But, a gift blinds the wise.
My mind is like the knowledge of a ready learner,
For the wise man's eyes are in his head;
And the beauty of an old man is his gray hair,
And like a sweet savour and a noted mind!
But the imagination of a man's heart is very evil from his youth,
And, i am crying out loud now without the moon.
Bread for the hungry and love for the lonely,
Pleasant words are as the honeycomb;
But, i went mourning without the sun.
Along the path of love and along the paths of peace,
But tired and weary in the month of Nisan;
So, tell the opposable thumbs who rules that,
Today, a legend is born in the midst of the people.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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THE TOMB OF THE SAINTS... [A Visit To The Catacombs]
Visited the Tomb of the Saints last week
At the catacombs, beneath blackened soil
Cracked cobblestone, its entry path
Outer walls wrapped, in pea-green moss
Ancient must grabs you by the throat
Coats your lungs like the Takla Makan
Yet, two-thousand years of ashened mire
Ne're waver curious minds, from visiting
Canonized souls, within hallowed walls
It's cellared cold dampness, chilling your marrow
And, the warmest days, cool your blood, and brow
Centuries of Godliness, imbedded, like stonehenge
Walk deep inside its sacred womb...explore
Touch the countless stoneheads one by one
Each crypt a storied tale beyond its epitaph
Tales of martyrdom, aberration....miracles confirmed
Read, the etched carvings 'tween aged crosslines
Remind yourself as to who they were
Before they stood before you here, in silent sainthood
The structure itself, wears a badge of discord
Hieroglyphics still vaguely legible....
Saw the disfigured Cross of James The Lesser
So curved, it mirrored the twist of St. Bridget's
Time's touch is acrid, and boldly un-Christian
The chilled ambiance...eerily captive
Makes Grant's Tomb, seem like Strawberry Fields
Candles at night, only shadow this maze
Of the sacred remains, in thie caverned walls
Walking back on the cobblestone path, i muse
How faith, and sacrifice, still strike the heart
And my God....how my lungs ached for days
From the lingered must and moss that festered
As if Heaven made it clear, i would not soon forget
My visit, and experience in the catacombs
And i'm going back to the Tomb of the Saints
And revel in its holy echo, once again
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Vices to be Wiped out
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
Pride will push you into mire
so to wise counsels pay heed.
Cremate your envy on pyre
and be honest in your deeds.
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
Nothing will make you to tire
if you're off from lustful weed.
Do humans more advice need?
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Mind On My Money
[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues
[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)
song performed by by Youngbloodz
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Mind On My Money
[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues
[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)
song performed by by Youngbloodz
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Be Not Afraid: You and Me
Make up your mind-complicated thought,
Which lane to take in a two way
Street ahead, Choose a path but one,
And if you've to catch up, you ought.
Your mind's confused when honesty's
In recluse, come walk my way
And let's reveal the truth - a walk of destiny
Hang on tightly to me...
And let us build a path to life's reality.
Be not afraid of who you are to me,
I in return will make the best I see
Of who you are sans your infirmity
Just build your mind a solid destiny.
Now can you see decision has to be
But just a step-your feelings are so free,
Remember who you are to many just like me
Decide with ease between what not to be,
Fall back and forth but with solid identity
Discover you and me in a world of...
Truth and honesty.
poem by Jona PoloRamirez
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Virtue and Sin
Knowledge is the path that leads to virtue.
Ignorance is the path that leads to sin.
Hope and expectation enhance patience.
Greed is responsible for so many miseries.
Arrogance begets hatred.
Modesty attracts others.
Forgiveness helps to end conflict.
Revenge sows the seed of further retaliation.
Truthfulness makes things crystal clear.
Dishonesty is the way to deprive others.
Jealousy destroys peace of mind.
Kindness brings forth peace.
Sympathy teaches to sacrifice.
Selfishness destroys friendship.
Love is the key to unity
Hate causes war and strife.
So keep the world inside your mind
As if it’s your only child.
poem by Asif Andalib
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In Search Of Peace Of Mind
If you are in search of peace of mind,
Don't search it anywhere in the land;
If you decide your path and duties
your future and routine activities,
Peace will come and kneel on your feet
paving red carpet on your path.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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The Narrow Path
Of a long waya home and,
The bats do greet me on the way with love;
But, it is a very long way home when,
I do have my mind on you.
America is the Chief Of Nations and,
We have to depend onto Uncle Sam always for help;
But in my tols along this path,
I will suely get to you one day.
Many will learn but few will pass,
Many will write but few will be known,
Many are called but ew are chosen,
Like 'Adoni-Bezek' who is the same as'My Lord Bezek'.
On the narrow path,
My love to you is like the Rift Valley in Kenya;
But do kee th racoon in my garden to behave like a cat
In the days of the wheat harvest,
For i am a farmer with sincere love to touch you;
Like Alice in the Wonderlnd of Love.
A well of love,
A wel of water,
With a bowshotmon this narrrow path towards success;
My mind will always write for many to read,
For i am the teacher in the Wilderness of Love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Heart of…
Heart of my heart,
Heart of my dream,
Heart of my hope.
The path…
The path of good-byes,
The path of heart ache,
The path of what was never meant to be,
The path of me.
The truth…
The truth of no truth,
The truth of what it was,
The truth of the past,
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poem by Andrea Szyhowski
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On That Path
I'm on that path,
So was my mother,
I'm on that path,
Just like my brother.
I'm on that path,
I didn't know my father,
I'm on that path,
And i am the master.
I'm on that path,
upon the good, straying from evil.
I'm on that path-
There is no cheating.
I'm on that path,
God knows i need him.
I'm on that path,
and i hope i'm never leaving ;)
the HEARTbraker
poem by Madina Morr
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Mendacious!
Mendacious, node, aid, aide, doe, does, sad, used, aids, dies!
Not telling the truth;
But, the truth will surely crash you one day.
Mendacious, in, as, dance, dances, sand, dams, mends, do, so;
Playing with your mind and not being ready for the truth!
However, telling the truth is better than lies.
Mendacious, man, men, mad, dam, is, as, me, due, main, and, die!
But, the truth is always the truth and, there is nothing more than the truth;
So, not telling the truth will lead you nowhere.
Mendacious, use, sea, made, dame, aim, aims, mean, mains, means!
With the works of your hands as seen by others;
But, try to tell the truth always.
Mendacious, Cain, coin, coins, ion, ions, dice, nice, muse, on, no;
In the land of your muse and, in the ways of mankind!
But, try to tell the truth always.
Mendacious, send, mend, amend, den, dens, same, Sam, and, Dan!
But, not telling the truth before the court;
However, the truth will crash you one day! !
Mendacious, use, dues, sue, sin, mind, minds, end, ends, mouse, mice!
With the works of our hands as seen by others in this life;
But, we need to tell the truth always.
Mendacious, cud, ice, cod, ace, are, maids, maid, code, mode, cad;
But, try to live by the truth always in this life! !
Because, we need the truth to lead us on always on the right path.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Tell me Brother
Tell me, Brother, how can I renounce Maya?
When I gave up the tying of ribbons, still I tied my garment about me:
When I gave up tying my garment, still I covered my body in its folds.
So, when I give up passion, I see that anger remains;
And when I renounce anger, greed is with me still;
And when greed is vanquished, pride and vainglory remain;
When the mind is detached and casts Maya away, still it clings to the letter.
Kabîr says, 'Listen to me, dear Sadhu! the true path is rarely found.'
Unchanging Truth
It’s the Truth alone we must defend, as believers to the very end,
God’s Word with no additions to, Truths revealed to me and you,
It is God’s Eternal Truth alone, which is embraced by God’s Own,
Not following men who’ve erred, but fully trusting in God’s Word.
As our God remains the same, such is Truth that bears His name,
The Word of God through all ages, is unchanged on all its pages,
Truth that has so long endured, penned by The Spirit of The Lord,
While all Scripture is God Inspired, to produce results He desired.
When Eternal Truth, is rejected, men, not God, must be corrected;
To me, it is more than strange, that men, believe they can change,
The Eternal Words, God decreed, to suit their own, religious need,
But, they’ll find this spiritual path, will only invite The Lord’s Wrath.
God’s not a man, that He can lie, and all His Truth, He won’t deny,
Neither will He change His mind, to leave His Eternal Truth behind,
All that God said, shall be fulfilled, exactly as our Lord has willed,
For God’s Eternal, Sovereign Plan, is not changed by earthly man.
Lies for Truths, men exchange, but God’s Word, does not change,
All of The Truths that we read, are not to be changed, but to heed,
To guide souls from every nation, to The Truth of God’s Salvation,
Offered through Unaltered Grace; the only Truth we must embrace.
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Holy Is The Lord
Holy is your name, in all the earth I worship you
Holy is your name, in all the earth I come to you
Holy is your name, in all the earth I sing to you
Holy, Holy, Holy is your name
Holy are you Lord, I come before your throne and bow
Holy are you Lord, I come into your presence now
Holy are you Lord I listen to the angels sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
Holy are you Lord, my heart it leaps within my chest
Holy are you Lord, Its in your arms I find my rest
Holy are you Lord, the saints around the world they sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
Now listen to the saints, they sing Holy are you Lord
Now listen to them cry to you, Holy are you Lord
There is a cry around the world, they lift their voice and sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
I come before your throne to sing, Holy is your name
I come before your throne to sing, I'll never be the same
Pour our out your fire of love on me, this is what I sing
Holy, Holy, to the risen King
poem by Frank McEleny
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Path of thorns
Walking through the future branches
I know not about the sharp excrescence on its plants
Not knowing about the various thorny shrubs
Makes me wonder how painful the thorny future buzz
But lying ahead is a shining morning on a thorny curb
Legs on the spiny protuberances blemishes
Just to get to the shining morning of my future premises
Where thorn of mercy, hapiness, and joy lays
Thorny future filled with opportunity and grace
But the thorn on the future path
causes sharp pain, irritation, discomfort bath
Causing irritation, annoyance, and burns
Letting out its anger, hatred and love
On the future path filled with thorns
Who knows if the shining morning ahead
have his own beaming thorns?
May be even sharper than the ones on its path and curb.
poem by Olufunmbi Aransiola
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