Blessings by Talile Ali
in a fog
for such a long time remembering
how simple the truth is in revealing itself
with out concern for its power or total ownership
the days grow longer with the richness of
time unraveling and conveying
peace of my mind so essential
basking in the light of
reasonable delight is so fulfilling
traveling on what use to be
hurts like hell and yet
so pleasing to be atune
with my sun
in this universe of making
\blessings
for everyone
Copyright © 2009
poem by Talile Ali
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A Little Traveling Music, Please
On the road so long and lonely
Can't believe I'm headed home to stay
God I miss my one and only
A little traveling music please
Seems we're always seperating
Still she doesn't let me lose my way
Home is anywhere she's waiting
A little traveling music please
I may forget how much I care
But once I've left her laughter
Two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
This time I'll stay home forever
Hold her close and turn the world away
Even if it's not forever
It it'll keep me from unraveling
A little traveling music please
Two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
This time I'll stay home forever
Hold her close and turn the world away
Even if it's not forever
She's going to keep me from unraveling
A little traveling music please
A little traveling music please
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A Little Travelling Music, Please
On the road so long and lonely
can't believe I'm headed home to stay
God I miss my one and only
a little traveling music please
seems we're always seperating
still she doesn't let me lose my way
home is anywhere she's waiting
a little traveling music please
I may forget how much I care
but once I've left her laughter
two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
this time I'll stay home forever
hold her close and turn the world away
even if it's not forever
it it'll keep me from unraveling
a little traveling music please
two and three days after
I'm aware how much I miss her there
this time I'll stay home forever
hold her close and turn the world away
even if it's not forever
she's going to keep me from unraveling
a little traveling music please
a little traveling music please
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Rest in peace
Why do we need rest in peace?
Why after death relaxation and at ease?
Why do we not care any body in youth and tease?
Is the peace available on demand and lease?
This question all the time baffle,
Mind and thoughts both scuffle,
Was it not in our hands to make life?
Less vulnerable when situation was rife,
Whole life we struggled and fought,
For nothing but gain or loss brought,
Blessings, grace never desired and sought,
Did all stupidity but never got caught,
Played hell with human lives an values,
Never paid their honourable dues,
Longed for pleasure and honeydews,
Considered lucky among wealthy few,
Thought of purchasing simply by money,
Muscle and wealth power only main key,
Wondered at sea shores for precious pearls,
Did not bother about any or abuse hurls,
After so much dismal and poor show,
Concern for late life naturally grow,
Heart skips with at simple voice of crow,
Reddishness on cheek disappears and dimmed glow,
Days and nights seem so longer,
Early end of life grow so stronger,
In my own circle I am reduced to stranger,
I have no hard feelings and even anger,
With passage of time D day has come?
Even with disliking it is always welcome,
Final end may be near and still no rest,
I try to conceal face with optimum best,
Why to have peace even in grave?
Life I lived with front brave.
It is not on with final fare well,
Rest may be ok but not final tale
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Here And Now
As the light continues to go out, we need to be vigilant, not pout,
Or get angry about a dark time, as this isn’t for us, God’s design,
For that window soon may close, for God to use those He chose,
As God’s Light to pierce the dark, or used by Him as just a spark.
That spark that others may need, when The Truth is what we heed,
Letting the Spirit to channel concern, while others listen and learn,
To The Truth, God has taught us, as His Spirit we follow and trust,
Living our days solely for Him, as His Light in the darkness of sin.
There is plenty to get angry about, but, The Truth we must get out,
While things get darker my friend, for we are approaching the end,
The end of the time we live in, to share the Truth we’ve been given,
Being Christ’s Light of this world, His Truth is what we must herald.
Not man’s empty ways anymore, but, Truth that leads to The Door,
With that Door being Jesus Christ, Who offers all men Eternal Life,
Where darkness won’t have a part, when from this earth we depart,
To reign forever with the only King, who rules far above everything.
So as dark men seem to prevail, it’s The Eternal King, who we hail,
Who will cause darkness to cease, as He brings us Eternal Peace,
And our only duty here and now, isn’t to know every why and how,
But, point lost men to the place, so God’s Truth they too embrace.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
Peace In Paradise
I'm wondering why I spend my time alone.
My years with you.
They were my special years.
That's true!
I'd spend them all over again with you.
In peace! Peace in paradise..
My mind! It's traveling through space and time.
Every little thought of you.
I know was mine.
So true!
That's why I still think of you.
In peace! Peace in paradise.
Your loving ways, they still catch my eye.
One thought of you.
Could only make me cry.
For you!
That's why I want to spend my time with you..
In peace! Peace in paradise..
That's why I want to spend my time with you..
In peace! Peace in paradise..
Peace Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1986,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
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Time (part 6) .
time is a gift and curse,
time is for the better or worse,
time will make us ride a hurse,
time created the universe,
time created the constitution,
time creates evolution,
time is unfair,
time makes you grow grey hair,
time doesn't really care,
time is something you can't share,
time sometimes is funny,
time is what it takes to earn money,
time makes the world go round,
time in history is lost but also found,
time can be a disaster,
time sometimes makes you live happy ever after.
1/18/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
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Smell of your hair
rolling over in bed this night
I found a little hidden delight
for on the pillow I smelled your hair
making me wish that you were still there
memories of our time spent together
and how your hair tickled my nose like a feather
made me long for your joyful presence
though you've been gone for a month since
flooding my mind with your laughter and smile
still makes me wish you'd not been gone this long while
will I ever get over you? now, only time will tell
having lived through our breakup, has been total hell
even though my heart continues to billow
each time I smell your hair on your pillow
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Peace In Our Time
Thank you for the gift
The freedom to wonder
In search of the light
Are we gonna let it shine
Forgiveness is the key
The perfect emotion
Will you show us the way
To peace in our time
Where the wild wind blows
The deserts are shiftin
And the seed will grow
In the sands of time
From the darkest night
A new day is dawning
Its a long long way
To peace in our time
Tell me where can we find
Peace in our - in our time
Where can we find
Peace in our time
From a distant shore
Voices are crying
Can you hear them call
Are we gonna light their way
Salvation is the key
We have to keep tryin
What we need right now
Peace in our time
Tell me where can we find
Peace in our - in our time
Where can we find
Peace in our time
Thank you for the chance
To light up the darkness
Leading the way
Show us to the promised land
Tear down these walls
That keep us imprisoned
What were prayin for
Is peace in our time
Tell me where can we find
Peace in our - in our time
Where can we find
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It's Just That Simple
There's a whole lot of money that you gave me
I'd gladly empty my pockets right now
You'd parlay all that by triple
It's just that simple
Those days I'd gladly walk so long for you,
Although it seemed I crawled most of the way
After some time I felt like a cripple
It's just that simple
Last week I was thinking about traveling by land,
And the time you remember we were by the lake
It wasn't even like we made a ripple
It's just that simple
In my head, the time didn't make a ripple
It's just that simple
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Plant the Seeds
We, who feel the awakening tme
approaching on its own
must try to plant the seeds of truth
for those who've never known
that time is of the essence.
The earth will no longer wait
for fools who fail to wake up
before it is too late.
The seeds that must be planted
must grow within your being.
They must make you understand that
understanding your power is freeing.
No longer will you be made to think
that this is all there is.
You are a multi-dimensional power
with the ability to become a wiz
at creating anything you want.
Too long you've been kept in fear.
Nowhere else in this universe
does fear exist, only when you're here.
So you must look within and listen
for everything that's in you.
So one by one the seeds we plant
will show you how you grew.
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Time (part 8) .
time is always and forever,
time get's worse or better,
time won't dissapear,
time is something you must fear,
time will never expire,
time is what it takes to put out a fire,
time for a drug addict is dead or in jail,
time will take us to heaven or hell.
2/21/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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I Don't Know
What's pleasing to the eye
In the delusion of my sight
Is not what I find when I reach into the light
I have lost my mind
I'm walking through time
Deluded as the next guy
Pretending and hoping to find
That distant peace of mind
I don't know
Who does know
There is no
Where to go
It's not so simple as I try to wish
But then again what is?
There is no other worthy quest
So on I go
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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I Dont Know
Whats pleasing to the eye
In the delusion of my sight
Is not what I find when I reach into the light
I have lost my mind
Im walking through time
Deluded as the next guy
Pretending and hoping to find
That distant peace of mind
I dont know
Who does know
There is no
Where to go
Its not so simple as I try to wish
But then again what is?
There is no other worthy quest
So on I go
song performed by by Beastie Boys
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Mind Is Garuda Of Lord Mahavishnu!
mind is that bubble,
Origin as a bubble,
Acquires body and brain,
Through which it grow,
Nay manifest, universal mind behind,
And mind is that which expands and expands,
Grow billions of light year greater in radius
than universe itself,
Well controlled and well poised mind is,
traveler in universe travel at infinite speed!
Mind is that which can take one to even or hell,
Mind is that which can convert devil to God,
Mind is that Garuda of Mahavishnu,
That take him, wherever he want to arrive to help people at distress!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Blessed To Be His Pen
I am blessed to be a pen, which God uses to speak to men,
As God’s Truth flows from in; Truths I’ve received from Him,
Truth from within His Word, which many still have not heard,
So God put within me care, and with a pen this Truth I share.
I do not have a big degree, and yet, The Lord God uses me,
Guiding my pen as I write, Truths about His Grace and Light,
Truths I did not always know, but His Spirit helped me grow,
And now His Truth in my heart, to you with pen I now impart.
His Truth for me, is not new, but still a joy to share with you,
It’s the Truth that set me free, that helps me point to eternity.
The blessings begin to flow, when Christ you come to know,
Who helps men share His Word, until all on earth have heard.
To share His Truth, until then, The Lord helps me use my pen,
Guiding me, as I sow seed, through the verses that you read.
Many blessings God gives me, which the readers cannot see,
As His blessings fill my days, I lift up to Him all of the praise.
Just a line or two, will begin, from His Truth that dwells within,
Coupled with a thought of mine, when God pens another line,
Stirring thoughts day and night, it is Him, who helps me write.
It doesn’t matter how or when; I’m just blessed to be His pen.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
Travelling down memory lane
Traveling down memory lane
is not all black 'n white.
Traveling down memory lane
is not all lacking light.
Traveling down memory lane
is not eye filled with tears.
Traveling down memory lane
brings fresh and soothing air.
Traveling down memory lane
is love & pain, fun with friends.
Traveling down memory lane
is full of curves and bends.
Traveling down memory lane
is a test of time and mind
Traveling down memory lane
is a joy of it's kind.
poem by Ralph Acosta
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Time Re Written
Time goes fast
Time goes slow
Time sees love ones pass
Time sees the living grow
Time finds it hard to forget
Time can store up treasures and sorrows, and very hard to let go...
Time rushes fast
Time stops and starts
Time is shown by nights turn into days
Time makes all the seasons change
Time is going slowly at times but
Time can race you across the line
Time awaits for you to have peace but
Time can also hide sadness deep
Time is sometimes patient
Time can be kind
Time often cruel and
Time can be so so unkind
Time is a second
Time is minute, hour, even days and months
Time is not possible for us to keep
But right now...I wish time will not pass me by
Nor it slip back into yesterday day...
For i have much to look forward
In Time...and much more afar
I am certain now that
Time is a precious thing and will bring along amazing things...
Time...more time...and much much time
And somehow i feel a bit lost at this...
Time
Perhaps only when the dark night comes at long last
I will stop thinking about
Time
For time will no longer matter then
And only then... until then
Each second, Every minute...Even hour and all these Endless days
Bientôt mon chéri, venez à moi
poem by AngelLucianna Vesna
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Relying On The Holy Spirit
The Holy Spirit is enough for me, as I’ve been sealed for eternity,
Sealed, by The Spirit of Christ, with His guarantee of Eternal Life;
The Spirit, the only teacher I need, as Truth, He helps me to heed,
Guiding me through all my days, for Christ’s Glory and His Praise.
For The Spirit opened my eyes, to discern Truth from Satan’s lies,
Teaching me the Ways of God, while led by Christ’s staff and rod,
Growing in His Truth and Love, assisted by His Spirit, from above,
Teaching me God’s Truth day to day, as I travel life’s Narrow Way.
It’s the work of God’s Holy Spirit, to shed light on Truth as I hear it,
Revealing Truths, that I never heard, from God’s Holy, Living Word.
From The Truth, revealed to men, by God’s Spirit, I am Born Again,
Believing in Christ and Him alone, I became one of God’s very own.
As God’s Spirit led me to believe, The Truth of God I would receive,
Believing the Saving Truth of Christ, I received in the Spirit New Life,
And at that very time and place, my life was changed, by His Grace,
Never again would it be the same; all by the power of Christ’s Name.
It is in Christ, that I now abide, through The Spirit, Who dwells inside,
And in God’s Spirit, I fully rely, in the same power from God on high,
Sent to comfort Children of God, while they journey this earthly sod,
Who will also, soon snatch us away, to Heaven on that Glorious day.
(Copyright ©06/2010)
I Love Him So Much
Written by chuck jackson and marvin yancy
Today we broke up, tomorrow well make up
And again hell hang up on me
But you see I know hell never hurt me
I know hell never desert me
And so I just say thats my man anyway
Tonight well love plenty, tomorrow maybe not any
But Im sure hell come through just in time
And to me hes more than just a man
Hes my life so I understand why things has got to be his way
And I love him so much, so much til it hurts me
Yes, I do, so much, so much til it hurts me
He makes me cry when I wanna laugh sometimes
His moods, they keep changing all the time
But I know just where his head is when its not laying on top of mine
His world is not so different and you may not believe
But Im sure youd understand him if you were me
And thats why this world cant look and frown
But Ill never let him down
That is my man and he means the world to me
And I love him so much, so much til it hurts me
Yes, I love him so much, so much til it hurts me
Oh (so much, so much til it hurts me)
I love him so (so much, so much til it hurts me) much
So much, so much--
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Time in Hell
I float in time with open mind...
A quest; a chance of riddled thought:
Infinity squared, then seek to find
An answer; pained and overwrought,
I dodder with an addled head;
Befuddled, merging with a haze of
Mysticism, then to tread
A metaphoric swamp – a maze
Of existentialism…
But now for time to tick in rhyme
With ‘tock’ – a clock to tell thro’ chime
Precisely on the knell
That as I dared to understand,
I must be deep in Hell…
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Time
Time, time
Time, time, time, time
Ticking time, timing time
Time and time and time in time is time
for time in Hell is time and time for time, is time
Oh time is time, time, time, ticking time in Hell
Ticking time, timing time
Time, time, time, time
Time time
Time
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