My Cup Runneth Over
MY CUP RUNNETH OVER
My cup runneth over-
I have been given so much-
I thank God-
But who am I and how am I to – thank God?
I have been given so much-
I do not know how much time I have left-
But for now and at this time I feel especially blessed-
God has been so good to me though in saying this I fear I will undermine it-
I know I must end and it will end sometime-
Though I pray to God that beyond this life
There is too Blessing in abundance I cannot know now-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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No I Wont Play The Fool Or Your Sucker Punch Catcher
I want you it's true.
Since you've been there in my mind.
And I'm not trying to find...
Another way to spend my time.
I want you it's true.
Since you've been there in my mind.
And I'm not trying to find...
Another way to spend my time.
I'm not trying to find...
Less than the better that I see.
And I don't want the time...
Wasted when I know what's here with me.
And...
I wont play the fool or the sucker,
When my cup might runneth over.
I want you it's true.
And...
I wont play the fool or the sucker,
When my cup might runneth over.
I want you I do.
But I wont play the fool or the sucker to be stuck,
Like another...
One you might had.
No I wont play the fool or Your sucker punch catcher,
Like the other.
I want you it's true.
But...
I wont play the fool or the sucker,
To spill my cup of luck that might runneth over.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bakers's World.
Pray not sank,
Pray abundance energy,
Pray successful Strength,
Pray blessing above.
Here comes a baker's world,
A pilot,
A sailor,
A driver,
Attested largest in Africa.
Pray not sank,
Pray abundance energy,
Pray successful Strength,
Pray blessing above.
Here comes a baker's world,
A pilot,
A sailor,
A driver,
Attested largest in its streams.
Pray not sank,
Pray abundance energy,
Pray successful Strength,
Pray blessing above.
Here comes a baker's world,
A pilot,
A sailor,
A driver,
Largest source in linage tribes,
Attested by English itself.
Pray not sank,
Pray abundance energy,
Pray successful Strength,
Pray blessing above.
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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I Wanted To Write A Poem For My Children
I WANTED TO WRITE A POEM FOR MY CHILDREN
I wanted to write a poem for my children
And tell them how much I love them
And care for them
And how much goodness and blessing
They have given me
And how grateful I am to them
And how much I love them
And how I worry for them
And pray to God
To help them have lives of goodness and blessing
I wanted to write a poem for my children
So that if and when I am not here
They will have the thought and memory of me
In such a way as to strengthen themselves
I want to help my children
In my death as in my life
I do not know if that is possible
I will hurt them by dying
I may hurt them worse by being sick for a long time
I pray to God
They will be alright without me
I pray to God
They will have families of their own
I pray to God they will have lives of goodness and blessing
And love their children and be blessed by them
As I have been loved and blessed by mine.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Blessed Be Your Name - Hillsong
Blessed be Your name,
In the land that is plentiful.
Where Your streams of abundance flow,
Blessed be Your name.
Blessed be Your name,
When I'm found in the desert place.
When I walk through the wilderness,
Blessed be Your name.
Every blessing You pour out,
I'll turn back to praise.
When the darkness closes in,
Lord, still, I will say:
(Chorus)
Blessed be the name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your name.
Blessed be the name of the Lord,
Blessed be Your glorious name.
Blessed be Your name,
When the sun's shining down on me.
When the world's all as it should be,
Blessed be Your name.
Blessed be Your name,
On the road marked with suffering.
When there's pain in the offering,
Blessed be Your name.
Every blessing You pour out,
I'll turn back to praise.
When the darkness closes in,
Lord, still, I will say:
(Chorus) x 2
You give and take away,
You give and take away.
My heart will choose to say,
Lord, blessed be Your name. x 2
(Chorus) x 2
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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An Epitaph For Keats
THROUGH one, years since hanged and forgot
Who stabbed backs by the Quarter,
Here lieth one who—while Time's stream
Runneth, as God hath taught her,
Bearing man's fame to men,—will have
His great name writ in water.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Desert Sand
You tell me theres no darkness
While the sun shines down on you
And just because your life is peaceful
Theres no fighting left to do
For every cup that runneth over
Many more are filled with pain
You talk to me of sunshine
When its pouring down with rain
Just because you cant see it
Doesnt mean it isnt there
Just because it cant touch you
Doesnt mean you shouldnt care
For every life thats lit with love
Many more are racked with pain
You talk to me of sunshine
When its pouring down with rain
(chorus)
Its a long black night, good people
Descended on our land
Share your light
Make a flower grow
In the desert sand
song performed by by Ub40
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Happy New Year Everyone
As we venture towards another year,
I sit and reflect on the passing one.
A year that has been filled
with surprises from start to finish.
The biggest surprise
is the love and friendship
that has greeted me
from all the four corners of the world.
My cup runneth over
with the joys that it has brought
to this heart of mine.
It is hard to believe
and I am still pinching myself
to prove that it is real.
I could never have imagined
at this time last year. (2006)
that I would be writing this
to say thank you to everyone.
The joy of just one friend
is something to rejoice for,
but to having hundreds
is surely a blessing from God.
This year has taught me
many things about my life
and the way we should live.
Caring for others,
everyone we meet,
stretching out a helping hand
to everyone in need.
Never giving cross words,
there is no need for them,
when our love
will always make amends.
So yes, this passing year to me
has been a very memorable one.
Into the next, I’ll stride
with hope that I can help more
than I did this year.
Making more people smile
and bring more love and good cheer.
To all my friends out there
around the world
I am wishing you
a very happy and prosperous
New Year (2008) ahead.
If it is to be,
like this year for me.
It will certainly be a good
and Happy New Year indeed.
Happy New Year Everyone
Love and Hugs
David aka Dodgy Dave
30 December 2007
poem by David Harris
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Left behind...by Meena Mustafa
Leaves may wither, flowers may die, seasons may change and time may fly
The clouds I see up in the sky, brings the rain and miseries why?
I tried my best as a child at play
No worries did I have and enjoyed each day
I could run my fastest but still get beat
At times I would land on my head not feet
But what is it that was stuck in my mind?
The wish never to be left behind.
Time flew by with a blink of an eye
Mysteries unfold...there's nothing to lie
The harder I was thrown...the higher I bounced
Nothing came easy as it was all pronounced
Name it as destiny or the state of mind
I tried my best never to be left behind
Now after all these years I see the grey
Wrinkled skin...no child at play
My frail body and humbled soul
With time my life has taken its toll
My existence slowly fades away
In the midst of darkness, I kneel and pray
I pray for strength... I pray for life
I pray for my loved ones to be by my side
'Cause I fear being left alone or left behind.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Left Behind...
Leaves may wither, flowers may die,
seasons may change and time may fly
The clouds I see up in the sky,
brings the rain and miseries why?
I tried my best as a child at play
No worries did I have and enjoyed each day
I could run my fastest but still get beat
At times I would land on my head not feet
But what is it that was stuck in my mind?
The wish never to be left behind.
Time flew by with a blink of an eye
Mysteries unfold...there's nothing to lie
The harder I was thrown...the higher I bounced
Nothing came easy as it was all pronounced
Name it as destiny or the state of mind
I tried my best never to be left behind
Now after all these years I see the grey
Wrinkled skin...no child at play
My frail body and humbled soul
With time my life has taken its toll
My existence slowly fades away
In the midst of darkness, I kneel and pray
I pray for strength... I pray for life
I pray for my loved ones to be by my side
'Cause I fear being left alone or left behind.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Their Cups No Longer Runneth Over
No one is entitled to take,
From anyone...
What is not theirs,
To take in the making.
And those who believe,
They are owed thieving priviledges...
Will one day become overwhelmed,
By their undoing done.
As the depth of the true debt they will pay,
From that taking away that has been displayed...
To fill their cups,
No longer runneth over.
'Do you believe what I've been giving to you,
I've been getting from the trees? '
~...and,
You are going to tell me you haven't?
This is too traumatic for me.
Well...
From where has the feeding of my excess,
Come? ~
'Not from the trees.
Although they do have an abundance of leaves.
It has not been from the trees the feeding of your excess,
Has come...
To give you the delusion,
That a thumbing of your nose is deserved by anyone.'
~What is going to be done? ~
'Your raking of those leaves.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The 23rd Psalm Of The Lowly Snail
the snail shall not want
it shall lie down in green ponds
it shall reside beside still waters
it shall restore its flesh
it shall be lead in the paths of wetness for your name's sake
it will fear no evil
for you are with it
its hand shall comfort it
and it shall prepare a leaf before it in the presence of all the other insects
its saliva runneth over
it shall anoint its snail with the rainwater
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Now Is A Good Time
Now is a time to say to someone I love you
When you see him or she
Now is a good time to celebrate who you were born to be
Now is the good time to say forgiveness to someone that you hurt in the past and move on with your life
Now is a good time to put money for your retirement away
So you can have a pension
Now it is a good time to learn to love yourself
Now it is a good time to discover what you love to do
Now it is a good time to worship God
Now it is a good time to pray for the people of the world
Now it is a good time to lend a hand in the community
Now it is a good time to write your feelings in your note book
Now it is a good time to plant the seeds in the garden so that they Come up during the summer
Now it is a good time to celebrate life
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Dangerous Pastime
Is it a blessing,
To have nine lives?
Is it a blessing,
To Know no lies?
Is it a blessing,
To seek the Truth?
Is it a blessing,
To lose one's youth?
Is it a blessing,
To think these thoughts,
As Death takes sips,
From our life draughts?
Is it a blessing,
To hold her hand,
As it slowly fades,
And turns to sand?
Is it a blessing,
To die with her,
Or live on still,
A lonely cur?
And do my thoughts,
Yet waste my time?
And do your thoughts,
Still coincide?
And shall we walk,
And wish to fly,
And ask the skies,
For just more time?
Shall we yet wait
Your hand in mine?
And listen still
For a reply?
Or shall we live,
Woman and man,
And spend our time,
The best we can?
Curiosity killed the cat,
But the cat has nine lives.
Eight left,
what's next,
A dangerous pet
And a dangerous pastime!
poem by William Blake Beckett
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How Blessed Am I
How blessed am I for being born
Of parents good and God-fearing!
How blessed am I for siblings nine
Who made my childhood truly great!
How blessed am I for being made
Handsome and healthy, fair and hale!
How blessed am I for gaining ken
And virtues, wisdom, fortitude!
How blessed am I for being reared
So well by parents dutiful!
How blessed am I for achievements
Quite praiseworthy in life on earth!
How blessed am I for having fared
So well in life in every field!
How blessed am I for talents, gifts
That most men cannot dream to have!
How blessed am I for miracles
That gave my life a newer lease!
How blessed am I for finding time
To thank and praise the Almighty!
How blessed am I for grace of God
That goads me on in heaven’s road!
How blessed am I for everything
God gave me amply in His time!
How blessed am I for love of God
That chose me to be Christian!
How blessed am I for hope and faith
That help me follow Jesus’ steps!
How blessed am I for poesy
That made my life stress-free, worthwhile!
How blessed am I for God’s with me
And I’m with Him in earthly life!
poem by John Celes
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Teacher
Mentor is a watered down
new age replacement
for those that
the cup runneth over.
Teacher, nothing to
learn
nothing to share
nothing to hide.
My cup
only has
holes.
poem by Jay Reynolds
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The Blind Woman
she will tell us
how to live and perhaps
even
how to end our lives
when we have so much
bread to eat
she will say we have to
give them away
because the bread
are meant for the
children
and for all the children
to come
and feed
when we tell her that
we can build a new house
she tells us
it is a waste of time
because we are
too old to
live in it
as though our feet are not
feeling the smoothness
of floors
anymore
as though are hands
are filled with wrinkles
and must not
hold anything soft & fragile
as the wings of the winds
through
the windows that we
still love
there is so much emptiness in us
and they are
still giving us more
and we feel that it is not only her
that wants us to
fade
but all of them
we are getting paranoid
and we are more afraid about all these
we also have the
capacity to rule
and harm
i am angry at all these
and i am not a fool just to submit to all
her own designs and
wishes
i am prepared for the mob
i have stored time within my arms
i have a mind of my own and i can be
as destructive as
a sting about
somewhere & somehow
but i know how to wait
when my patience runneth over
it will be time to show her
who we are
my tongue is a cobra
a bomb
is my mind
and i will be
venomous
and explosive
at the same
time
for a perfect murder
at a perfect time
and may God who is both Loving and
Just
forgive me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Will Not Waist Time
I will not waist time
But make good use of my time
To the peak of the mountain
Will i claim
Nagativity will not
Profit you a dime
So make hay when shines
Stand tall and act fine
Blessing to he who says
Wisdom is mine
Like the ant who gathers
His food in a due season
So will i take
Council then reason
For sometimes life moves too quick
Sometimes too slow
Life treat us soo cruely
Sometimes too right
Sometimes i feel under
May be it all over
Sometimes i feel stronger
Life has a lot to offer
So I will not waist time
But make good use of my time
poem by Matt Ancient
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Time
(m&l - deris)
Feel it running off
So strong and clear
An age is over fast
And disappears
Help him if you can
His hour will come soon
Push away his fear
Hell see elysium
Its time
Its time
Guard him a little while
And calm his shiver
Wash and dry his tears
And cold his fever
Take the bibles words
Speak it pure his soul
Lay love in his mind
His close to the final goal
Its time
Its time
Its time to go
Time for the freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Pray strong
Pray to the higher
Turn your back on the devils fire
Time to go
Time for freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Time is passing by
When his mind is clear
He called your brother
Now his brain is dazed
Its resigning rather
Mother take his hand
Say a last good-bye
Were not gifted to
Turn water into wine
Its time
Its time
Its time to go
Time for the freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Pray strong
Pray to the higher
Turn your back on the devils fire
Time to go
Time for freedom
Time to face what we all believe in
Time is passing by
Solo: michael
song performed by by Helloween
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Time again,
Time again,
Time again let it Flow,
The Euphony is the Music and echoes of Kingdom Composure,
I Play the Drum,
Saying it Opened and a New history Emerged,
From incipient to resilient,
Time again in Purity,
It was a New Understanding,
Blessed is the man with Good Work's,
Hold on the Blessing's,
New is Bird and Life is a New World with Beauty,
Time again,
We take the Progress and Beauty with no Felonies,
Some have spirits of ruins,
But Ceation's Hold the Better than the Worst,
We take Progress in our Hands,
Saying that the Lord is Prosperity with Limited Blessing's,
We Find the beauty with no Racism or Crime and Murders,
What you Believe in,
Make it Better for the rest of Humanity
poem by Abdul Karim
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Time again, , ,
Time again,
Time again let it Flow,
The Euphony is the Music and echoes of Kingdom Composure,
I Play the Drum,
Saying it Opened and a New history Emerged,
From incipient to resilient,
Time again in Purity,
It was a New Understanding,
Blessed is the man with Good Work's,
Hold on the Blessing's,
New is Bird and Life is a New World with Beauty,
Time again,
We take the Progress and Beauty with no Felonies,
Some have spirits of ruins,
But Ceation's Hold the Better than the Worst,
We take Progress in our Hands,
Saying that the Lord is Prosperity with Limited Blessing's,
We Find the beauty with no Racism or Crime and Murders,
What you Believe in,
Make it Better for the rest of Humanity
poem by Abdul Karim
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