A Rich Girl’s Dreams Of Obscene Wealth
a spoilt rich girl of great privilege
lives chosen life choice freely preferred
economic woes impose no leverage
in casinos gambles wealth sums absurd
she wonders if there's a gazillionaire
she could marry to make life easier to bear
focus is pleasure possessive future stare
poem by Terence George Craddock
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To Enjoy Luxury Gambling Is Fun?
the rich girl and her mother
often go to the casino to play
to enjoy luxury gambling is fun
chance to unwind enjoy together
the rich girl often wonders
if there is a gazillionaire
she could marry to make
this her oh so hard life easier
the poor girl gets up early
to work hard in rice fields
before sun rise her work starts
to work under hot sun all day
the poor girl thinks of city
where life is so much easier
to work as a maid when older
in a cool house good food pay
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Gazillionaire To Marry To Make Life Easier
across countless hearth stones
in lands of dusty servant misery
live untold unheard of Cinderella's
who never met their Prince Charming
never got to go to parties or balls
and in destitute rags live ill millions
who think not of inconceivable parties
their worthless world is consumed
by starvation a bottomless hunger pit
they wonder who will bury wilted bodies
meanwhile rich girls in fab cities
wonder what they want for not?
as daddy girls all dreams fulfilled
but they still want a gazillionaire
they could marry to make life easier
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A girl of my life
The girl of my life
Turned me on
Made me stun
Told me hon.
The girl of my life
Said me be man
Come with me you will get fun
Never leave you hon.
Never make you alone
The girl of my life
Changed my feelings
Care my feelings
Loved my feelings
And described how valuable the feelings
The girl of my life
Who came with a spring in my life
Who made me feel that every season is spring if she is in my life
Who just show me how much innocence is in my life
What should i do in my life
The girl of my life
Who was a blessing for me
Who was not a girl a goddess for me
Whose voice was so adorable than every singers
Whose only word makes me feel the heaven
Whose one cute smile make the best for her
Whose one word hurt me so much that i deleted some of mine internet accounts
The girl of my life
Whom i love so much
Whom i wanna marry
Whom i wanna make mine forever
And ever and ever and ever
who is the one except who i cannot think anything
Who is my destiny
THE GIRL OF MY LIFE
MY RYTHIM OF LIFE
MY LOVE OF LIFE
MY HEART OF LIFE
MY POEM OF LIFE
MY SONG OF LIFE
MY DESTINY OF LIFE
MY AIM OF LIFE
MY DREAM OF LIFE
MY ANGEL OF LIFE
MY ANGEL DREAMY OF LIFE
THE SWEETEST THING OF MY LIFE
THE ONE AND ONLY POSIBILITY OF MY LIFE
THE GIRL OF MY LIFE
THE REAL LIVE OF MY LIFE
THE FUTURE OF MY LIFE
THE UNSAID WORDS OF MY LIFE
THE NE AND ONLY BODY LANGUAGE OF MY LIFE
THE DEPATURE AND BREAK WAS THE SADDEST PART OF MY LIFE
THE GIRL OF MY LIFE
A GIRL OF MY LIFE
poem by Rajnish Jena
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Focus
focus
focus on god
focus on freedom
focus on forgiveness
focus on sweet speech
focus on treasures
focus on humility
focus on commitment
focus on mind
focus on success
focus on health
focus on healthy transformation
focus on goodness
focus on laughter
focus on fun
focus on angel
focus on sweetness
focus on wealth
focus
poem by Johnny Walks
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Marry Me
He
Marry me marry me
Come and share my destiny
Pair with me
Dare with me
Stand up and declare with me
For we are now
Man and wife
Solemn vow
Made for life
I want you right there with me
Marry me
She
Marry me marry me
Come and share the best in me
Care with me
Bear with me
Raise another heir with me
For we are now
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Solemn vow
Throughout life
Home is where you carry me
Marry me
Both
We are now man and wife
Solemn vow
Made for life
Lovingly
Prayerfully
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me
song performed by by Nina Simone
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Maze of Life
Onward through the maze of life
Each day forward we trek
Choosing which turn to take
Choices made, through the maze of life
Onward through the maze of life
Enduring our life in pleasures we seek
Engulfed in our own, private world
Slicing a way through the maze of life
Onward through the maze of life
Choices made, yet with little thought
The impact on others, without inclination
No compassion, through the maze of life
Onward through the maze of life
Grasping for all we can gather
Clawing to enhance our fortunes
Monetary wealth, through the maze of life
Onward through the maze of life
Each soul, a world of one
Each world, a kingdom of its own
Wasted soul, through the maze of life
Onward through the maze of life
No thoughts for the future,
Enjoying life, only for today,
, Future ignored, through the maze of life
Onward through the maze of life
Picking the apples, devouring the fruit
Filling our bellies today
Living for today, through the maze of life
Onward through the maze of death
A choice not chosen, a choice not ours
To late for changes, no more choices
Souls in default, through the maze of death!
poem by B.J. Ayers
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We Do Live As Children Of Light
We do live as children of light,
hold happy parties in the night,
with a compatible lovely one,
we find wonders under the sun.
Far too quickly our lives go out
we do not know what it’s about
but sometimes there is nothing won,
we find wonders under the sun.
In life someone is our treasure
with whom we share pain and pleasure
and life has both trouble and some fun,
we find wonders under the sun.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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An Expectant Mother
(Who knows about the importance of the present time more than an expectant mother does?)
She's not just expecting a baby,
But the future with no more of hers.
She's not just giving birth to a baby,
But the future, Wow! full of wonders.
She eats not just for herself,
Nor for her pleasant pleasure;
She sleeps not just for her health,
Nor for her physical power;
She lives not just for her future,
Nor for her present hours;
But for all the best she could give to the world,
She eats, sleeps and lives with great care;
'Cause she knows with all her heart
The present is pregnant with the future!
poem by KnowledgeSincerityWisdom KSW
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See Yourself
Its easier to tell a lie than it is to tell the truth
Its easier to kill a fly than it is to turn it loose
Its easier to criticize somebody else
Than to see yourself
Its easier to give a sigh and be like all the rest
Who stand around and crucify you while you do your best
Its easier to see the books upon the shelf
Than to see yourself
Its easier to hurt someone and make them cry
Than it is to dry their eyes
I got tired of fooling around with other peoples lies
Rather Id find someone thats true
Its easier to say you wont than it is to feel you can
Its easier to drag your feet than it is to be a man
Its easier to look at someone eless wealth
Than to see yourself
song performed by by George Harrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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With a Weakness of Mind and Physicality
Rising above criticism and self critique,
May be a little easier...
For someone accustomed,
To living a life that is public.
And not discreet.
Some habitually hide themselves,
Under layers of choice and voices selected.
And choose words heard,
That flatter as preferred.
It takes courage to step out in front.
To confront opposition and be blunt.
People who fear to have their feelings hurt,
Are usually those,
Who spread gossip with a thirst.
Rising above criticism and self critique,
May be a little easier...
For someone accustomed,
To living a life that is public.
And not discreet.
Some habitually hide themselves,
Under layers of choice and voices selected.
And choose words heard,
That flatter as preferred.
With a weakness of mind and physicality.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tragedy
Tragedy
Is what happen for us
It zoom by so fast I didn't notice
I just couldn't handle it anymore
I'm tired of all this drama going on and you testing me
There is not much I couldn't say or done
I'm speechless and I don't know who you are anymore
I miss that old you and one I want to know
I knew at that moment I gave up and done with for good
It was for best because it's was so complicated
There is no words left to say in this situation
Founding someone to date was easy before for me than now
It never get any easier
You have to push yourself through it and leave it behind
You make it so diffcult
I don't want to go throught it anymore
I have enough
I'm so sorry
I'm just not that girl who change to make your life easier, be girl you like and girl you could see going out
I'm happy to say truly to who I'm
I have to make this choice and
It was best to go that path and
Nothing good come out of it
I put hundred percent and try my best
Still nothing and it get worst
Tragedy
poem by Christina Phan
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Golden phrase
It is believed that all pairs are decided in heaven
Many agree to and accept “golden phrase” even
Lucky are those who get best partner
Unlucky are those who become good listener
God gave us sense to think good or bad
Some people don't learn even after becoming dad
Life on earth seems to them like living hell
Nothing goes right for them to do the well
Knowing fully well the result they are still trying to knot
Never asked question about fate or asked what?
All were going for marriage so did I?
Never knew it well before we met our eyes
Initial days were fine and not so boring
Problems were few but gradually started pouring
I preferred living out and spent most on touring,
Relations got strained and started soaring
Never tried to know what exactly was the matter?
Time was running out as it was to be found it later
In my own house I became waiter
Sometimes she called me fool and also liar
Happy days were those when I had good freedom
I used to enjoy more except facing boredom,
Never had it occurred or idea entered seldom,
To marry in life was the step to be taken with wisdom.
It is jokingly said marriage is like sweet
Person may enjoy when first time they meet,
Who is not marrying may suffer it later most?
The test of sweet will be permanently lost,
Life is not easy and someone may outcry
Why did he marry without knowing why?
It is easy to watch birds moving in the sky
Wings may be weak but always ready to fly
Life can be made better place like In heaven
Facing all odds still trying to make it as even
New views to be injected and life made joyful
Life must be made worth living after making it beautiful
After all who are we to make it hell?
When it’s going is smooth and ending very well
Why to think of woes and more stories to tell?
It may hurt your soul as it is not for sales
Life may move freely like two wheels of vehicle
It may have good tuning and sound like musical
It may have ups and down with more woes to add
Life is full of surprises with mixture of good and bad
Joy and sadness is part of the life
It is always there but in the hands of wife
If she is determined to remain calm and loyal
Life may be worth living and gorgeous like royal
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Fateful days of life
It is believed that all pairs are decided in heaven,
Many agree and accept golden phrase even,
Lucky are those who get desired partner,
Unlucky are those who become good listener,
God gave us sense to think good or bad,
Some doesn’t learn even after becoming dad,
Life seems to them on earth like living hell,
Nothing goes right for them and not doing well,
Knowing fully well but still trying to knot,
Never asked question about it is for what?
All were going for marriage so did I?
Never knew it well before we met eyes
Initial days were fine and not so boring,
Problems were few but gradually started pouring,
Preferred living out and most on touring,
Relations got strained and started soaring,
Never tried to know what exactly was matter,
Time was running out to be found it later,
In my own house I have became waiter,
Sometimes she called me fool and also liar,
Happy days were those when I had good freedom,
I used to enjoy more except facing boredom,
Never had it occurred or idea entered seldom,
To marry in life was step taken with wisdom.
It is jokingly said marriage is like sweet,
Person may enjoy when first time they meet,
Who is not marrying may suffer it later most,
As what is test of sweet is permanently lost,
Life is not easy and someone may outcry,
Why did he marry without knowing why?
It is easy to watch birds moving in the sky,
Wings may be weak but always ready to fly,
Life can be made better like In heaven
facing all odds still trying for even,
new views to be injected and made life joyful,
Life is worth living after making it beautiful
After all who are we to make it hell?
When going is smooth and ending very well
why to think of woes and more stories to tell?
It tatantamounts to cheating as soul is for sales
Life may move freely as two wheels of vehicle
It may have good tuning and sound musical
It may have ups and down and more woes to add
Life is all about surprises with mixture of good and bad
Joy and sadness is part of the life
it is always in the hands of wife
if she is determined to remain calm and loyal
Life may not be living hell but gorgeous like royal
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Initiate
Initiate
The time has come for me to seek
the advice of my ancestors.
To take to heart the words they speak
which will reveal my future course.
I have my knife I have my bow
and that is all I am allowed
The time is now I have to go
Until my totem is endowed.
I have to learn to recognise
my totem by his qualities.
Though he conceals them from mens eyes..
True understanding is the prize.
A lot depends on what he sees.
The part of him that dwells in me.
Subjects me to deep scrutinies
Which I must face I cannot flee..
I walk the wilderness alone
I catch and kill the food I need
and for each life I must atone.
As I was taught this is my creed.
I do not fear the solitude
Although I miss my family
I have the correct attitude
I know enough to wait and see.
The first night passes quietly
I rise at dawn salute the sun.
I watch and wait respectfully
but wonder in my heart which one.
Which creature will decide to be
the totem that I’m here to find.
The spirit creatures are quite free
to read the thoughts I have in mind.
The second night I cannot sleep
I pass the dark hours listening
to the night predators who creep
about my shelter foraging.
Again I rise up with the sun.
Then suddenly I see a bear
I have no doubt he is the one
whos taken me into his care.
I look at him he looks at me
He seems to be well satisfied
and off he trundles clumsily.
A totem I accept with pride.
The bear has freely chosen me.
I had no say it was his choice
I return home triumphantly
and with my family rejoice.
I must give up my boyhood name.
Now that I have become a man.
The Shaman plays his sacred game
The spirits tell him that he can.
Leave the choice of name to me.
The elders of the tribe confer
But they accept eventually.
I choose the name of Little Bear.
I am a full fledged warrior now.
No longer just a little boy
I freely let the teardrops flow
an outward sign of my great joy.
I am a man and take my place
amongst the older wiser men.
I passed the test without disgrace
A test I need not take again.
In due course I will earn respect
But I must act respectfully.
Towards my elders who expect
that I will listen carefully.
As I am taught the tribal lore
they have stored in their memory.
The things they could not teach before
my totem bear had chosen me..
4-Apr-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The victim of pleasure
Talk to men only about business.
Don’t be close to men.
Let no man to be too kind to you.
Thus said my aunts and uncles
In good faith that I am not spoilt.
If I did, my pleasure would be spoilt.
Let me be the victim of pleasure.
25.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Fortune Seeker
HOLLYHOCKS slant in the wind,
Gallantly blowing,
Crinkled and purfled and lined,
Thank God for their growing.
Their burden is only of bees,
Banded and brown,
But she, O, she's
The worth of my world on her head for a crown.
How can she step it so freely, so lightly,
Her head like a star on a stem showing whitely,
Mow can she carry her
Wealth with that innocent air?
I'm going to marry her, marry her, marry her,
Just for the wealth of her hair.
Larkspurs as deep as a pool,
Lilies like ladies,
Silvered and silked where the cool
Elder tree shade is,
These are the queens of the sun,
Splendid and sweet,
But she, my one
Flower's without price from her head to her feet.
How can she go by the lanes and the ditches,
Her little proud head unbowed by its riches?
How can she carry her
Fortune so light in the air?
I'm going to marry her, marry her, marry her,
Just for the gold of her hair.
poem by Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
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Accountancy
It comes a day
When we must draw under ourselves
A black line
And sum up.
Few moments when we were about to be happy.
Few moments when we were about to be beautiful.
Few moments when we were about to be brilliant.
Several times we met
Some mountains, trees and rivers
(Where might they be? And, are they still alive?)
All this sums up a shiny future
That we've already lived.
One woman we loved
Plus the same woman who didn't love us,
Make zero.
A quarter of your life of studies
Sums up some thousand million of fodder words,
Whose wisdom we have gradually dropped.
And finally one Fate
Plus another Fate (where does this come from?)
Make two.(We write one and we keep one,
Maybe, who knows, there might be life beyond).
poem by Marin Sorescu, translated by Catalina Iliescu
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Who Knows What The Future Will Bring
Tis said of every individual that they can shape their own destiny
Though others will tell you quite differently and with such thinking would not agree
Who knows what will happen tomorrow who knows what your future will bring
Though at present you feel a bit ordinary and none other your praises do sing.
You may try to shape your own destiny without taking circumstance into account
And you may have great plans for the future and to little that too can amount
To if destiny does not point in that direction your destiny and circumstance
Does play a huge part in your future our gift of life came about by chance.
Who knows what will happen tomorrow you may feel sad and tearful today
Tonight you may win first division tattslotto and you can celebrate in a big way
Or tomorrow for you than today little different with your same set of worries and woes
As Shaw once said 'Life's Not Meant To Be Easy' but such is life one must suppose.
Who knows what the future will bring to you despite what some say it does seem to me
That we cannot look into the future such things are beyond us to see
Those things known as circumstance and destiny a huge part in our lives do play
And these two can make us or break us for in our future they have a big say.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Money and Love
She was reading a book on a bench.
He recognized her. Years ago
He had a crush on her in high school.
So what is now your luminous goal in life? ”
She asked.
“Money and fame”, he said.
“Your answer is more disappointing
Than surprising”, she said.
“Why? You don’t want money and fame? ”
“No, I don’t want money and fame.”
“You’re a hypocrite.”
“This sneer was predictable, but I really
Don’t want money and fame.”
“Why? You don’t need money to buy
Food, clothes and other necessities? ”
“Of course I need. However, I am talking
About priorities. I don’t live to make
Money; I make money to live”, she said.
“I see. But how can you be happy
If you are not rich? ” he asked.
“I don’t believe that happiness really
Can emanate from wealth.
My neighbor won millions in the casinos
Of Las Vegas but he is still depressed.
And a lot of unhappy rich and famous
People walk the streets out there.”
“So what is it that you really desire in life? ”
“Peace, well-being and contentment.”
“That’s all? ”
She gave him a gentle and exploring look.
“No”, she said. “That’s not all.
I desire to have an inner fortune that
Eclipses all the external thrills of the world.
I want to love and to be loved.”
poem by Paul Hartal
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