An Accounting Accumulation Of Days
perhaps
it is true
potential
of fleeting youth
to pray to play
to learn or not
in measures
appropriate
to personalities
preparations
for life callings
met ignored
measure
life moments
distilled
is sudden tasted
weighed thought
action measured
in harvest seasons
future mind shock
decision split realities
when all
choices possible
file reside
in an accounted
tally accumulation
sentence of days
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wishes And Dreams Within
Four dolls in my work station, the
prettiest small amounts of money
could buy - a special doll must be
cheap, otherwise I cannot
play with her at all
The smallest doll represents the
grown-up shell in which the child-
hood version of adults dwell, the
two bigger, younger dolls re-
present the wonderment
Of early youth - the smallest one
reminds of undeveloped potential,
everyone has probable personalities
which had been repressed to allow
one main ego to develop well
A shock might activate other ego-
possibilities - a split into several
identities - I sincerely wish I had
several personalities in me, one
for mathematics, another
For transcribing legalese, one for
cooking, another for social activities
while the real core personality would
be free to write poetry - or swim in the
sea or - dance to the music
My dolls represent my idea of human
personality, a bunch of unrealised
wishes and ideals within…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The Old Man's Comforts and how he gained them
You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
The few locks which are left you are grey;
You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,
Now tell me the reason I pray.
In the days of my youth, Father William replied,
I remember'd that youth would fly fast,
And abused not my health and my vigour at first
That I never might need them at last.
You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
And pleasures with youth pass away,
And yet you lament not the days that are gone,
Now tell me the reason I pray.
In the days of my youth, Father William replied,
I remember'd that youth could not last;
I thought of the future whatever I did,
That I never might grieve for the past.
You are old, Father William, the young man cried,
And life must be hastening away;
You are chearful, and love to converse upon death!
Now tell me the reason I pray.
I am chearful, young man, Father William replied,
Let the cause thy attention engage;
In the days of my youth I remember'd my God!
And He hath not forgotten my age.
poem by Robert Southey
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Life Embodied Keys Wisdom Waters
a sage slow learns
wisdom drip
by distilled slow drip
through spring
summers
season boundless
joy sorrows
autumns
leaf shifting
light tints
through ill winters
lean chill lessons
life distilled waters
through birth spring
hot emotive summers
change shift autumns
life shock ice winters
in all seasons
life embodied keys
wisdom waters
poem by Terence George Craddock
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What Did I Do With My Life?
Did I work on the battlefield?
Did I do what I thought was right?
Did I do all that I could do?
Did I put up a good fight?
Did I love all that I should?
To everyone in my sight?
What did I do with my life?
Did I exercise giving
And forgiveness with all my might?
Did I honor my freedom
And did I live in the light?
Did I cherish my moments?
Did I take a good enough bite?
What did I do with my life?
You can live any way you wanna
All you have to do is dance
Achieve anything you thought of
You just have to take the chance
You can fall in love with your life
'Cause that truly is romance
What did I do with my life?
Did I learn what I came to learn?
Did I listen with my heart?
Did I do what I came to do?
And how did I play the part?
Did I see all the beauty?
Because living is an art
What did I do with my life?
You can live any way you wanna
All you have to do is dance
Achieve anything you thought of
You just have to take the chance
Learn to love your life
'Cause that truly is romance
Oh what did I do with my life?
What did I do?
Say it again
What did I do
With my life?
Oh
What did I do?
What did I do?
With my life
What did I do?
What did I do?
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Teaching Is Best Left To Teachers
It is sad that so much teaching is now vocational
And that the gaining of real wisdom
Is seen as optional.
Once the sciences were lauded as mankind's pinnacle
Now it's all those business studies
And subjects practical.
Do we still look up to Einstein with those thoughtful staring eyes?
Or do we deify the businessman
And others of that kind?
What price the cost of knowledge when our future is at stake?
Now everything is measured
But the measures are quite fake.
We should take note of Heisenberg for things are not what they seem
Measurement changes what's measured
And certainty is but a dream.
But the tinkerers of knowledge are too high upon our tree
For they reside in Government
And tinker endlessly.
With the job that makes all teachers devoted to their cause
And that is teaching thinking
Not adherence to set laws.
If only life were simple and we could use some rules
To change political behaviours
And save us from such fools.
poem by David Keig
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We can begin to create new goals for ourselves, ends for our days! A new discipline for life will spring into being, a new will and power to live, a new ideal to measure the value of our lives by! … We need a new leader who will teach us that ideal, who by his life will exemplify it and make it a living truth for us — a man who will prove that man's fleeting life in time and space can be noble. We need, above all, to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves!
quote by Eugene O'Neill
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The Measure Of Men
what is the measure of one man
is it the measure of one's strength
I think not
is it the measure of one's stature such as height
I don't think so
is it how wealthy one is
not even close
or is it how much power one possesses over another
not impressive
can a measure of a man be measured with a yardstick
well it can but that park doesn't show he's a man
the tolerance of a man for another man hitting him
can be measured with a ruler
the tolerance of a man for another man attacking his country
can be measured with a grain of salt
the tolerance of a man for another man hitting the one's he loves
now that can only be measured within a whisper
you can only measure a individual man or woman
with how big their heart is and
what qualities lie within that heart
such as dignity for what he works for
such as a stable household for his famly
compassion for people in need
the understanding of what's right and what's wrong
the pride of not what he has done but what
his wife and child has done
the sweat
the blood
and the tears he spars
to keep his marriage from falling apart
once you find a way to measure those things then
and only then will you be able to say
that is
because that is certainly
the real measure of all men
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Spleen Tempered Severs
peripheral moment
may came after
someone you thought
you knew turns
against you omen portent
sense shock stiletto knifes
sharp betrayal struck
spleen tempered severs
if you have known this
person loyal an entire life
had he she a lover been
had he she a friend been
then dimensions quake
realities unhinge structured
landscapes split transformed
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Days
- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie
Hold me tight
Keep me cool
Going mad
Don't know what to do
Do I need a friend?
Well I need one now
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
All I've done
I've done for me
All you gave
You gave for free
I gave nothing in return
And theres little left of me
All the days of my life
All the days of my life
All the days I owe you
With redeyed pain I'm knocking on your door again
My crazy brain in tangles pleading for your gentle voice
Those storms keep pounding through my faded heart
I'll play your sooth my sorry soul
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days of my life
(All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you
All the days of my life
song performed by by David Bowie
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I Came To Learn
I came to learn about Love and I learned
that we are Love in action.
I came to learn about Courage and I
discovered that we are Courage in action.
I came to learn about Truth and I now
realize that we are Truth in action.
I came to learn about Compassion and I
now understand that we are Compassion in
action.
I came to learn about Life and I now know
that we are Life in action.
I came to learn about God and I am
convinced that we are God in action.
poem by Christopher Pacini
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Weighing Heavily On Your Mind
You know the days when you feel that your life is slipping through your fingers, and there is nothing you can do. It is one of those days today. It is weighing on my mind whether to stay or go. You feel like giving up the job, your hobbies, the lot, just turn your back and start a new somewhere else.
The problem is, what about your friends, what will they think? They’d probably want the best for you, but they would not want you to go. However sometimes its for the best, to go away and start a new life somewhere. Just say goodbyes and then just go. Disappear to who knows where, try not to shed a tear too much, nor regret what you are about to do. Just put the old life away on a shelf, try and tell yourself it didn’t exist at all.
Oh, I wish it was that easy. Memories of places and faces of friends would still be there at the back of my mind. They don’t disappear that easily I have found. I think to myself, I’ve done this before, it will only be the closing of just another door, another chapter on my life. Maybe sometime in the future another door will open, and behind it I will find some old friends. Who knows what the score will be. As for right now a decision has to be made. Still I am pondering what I am going to do. I might just leave that decision for a day or two.
Who knows someone of something might make me change my mind. But whatever I decide there is one thing I know. I think whatever I decide it will be a bit of a struggle inside.
poem by David Harris
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Time XXI
And an astronomer said, "Master, what of Time?"
And he answered:
You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons.
Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.
Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless?
And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the centre of his being, and moving not form love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?
But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.
poem by Khalil Gibran
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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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Seniors
Seniors should have a calm, peaceful life,
If they learn in their youth how to get out of the strife.
They should learn how to keep the mind open for wisdom,
That at old age they would be in God's kingdom.
Everybody have an interesting life to go through,
Use that time constantly learn how to be in others shoe.
When we understand the others ways,
We'll find understanding to our own days.
Then we'll understand where problems and illness comes
We are the creator and only we can go through the humps.
There is no place for sickness when we need pity,
We have to watch our own lifestyle to be always witty.
Always choose strength, health, peace and true happiness,
Do your best to learn and understand the road to greatness.
Nobody can help you, but you yourself,
When you know this, you'll find freedom forever from a false self.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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A real decision is measured by the fact that you've taken a new action. If there's no action, you haven't truly decided.
quote by Tony Robbins
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Your Life Is A Fountain Of Dreams
Life is a journey that all we take,
We should fearless do every day forward a step,
Could be a fail, or could be not,
We should let life to flow.
Life is a mystery each passing day,
We wake up and find unbelievable ways,
We seek, we experience, we fulfill our knowledge hunger,
Each experience of life makes us stronger.
Life is a struggle and life is a joy,
We can experience happiness or we can experience pain,
It's about choices we should take,
Life is a lesson each step we make.
Moments of life are bad or good,
We live and remember those moments,
Memories will be kept forever in our hearts,
But hopes are base of the future.
Never give up hoping,
Life is it short but didnt finish yet,
As long as you are still living,
Your life is a fountain of dreams.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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No Joy In Doing Wrong
there is no joy
in doing wrong
as broken is a toy
would be never strong
in seasons of strength
seasons to strengthen
your days
seasons lengthen
your ways
though you threaten
to ignore
and let go
the same season
with no reason
but joy
in (doing) wrong.
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no matter how hidden it might be, if it is wrong it will always be and one day it shall reveal its true colors. make sure you play your tricks safe or you remain a conformist that embraces their true sense of existence. lest you regret tomorrow.
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(r) opn
(c) 05.12.2011
1933hrs
***extract from 'seasons of life' december 2011 ebook
ntema's unique poetry (nup)
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Time
Why do you measure time when time is measureless?
Why do you adjust your conduct and direct,
The course of your spirit according to hours and seasons?
You’ve made time a stream upon whose bank you sit and watch flowing.
The timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and
Tomorrow is but today’s dream.
That which sings and contemplates in you still,
Dwells within the bounds of the first moment which
Scattered the stars into space.
If you must measure time into seasons, let each
Season encircle all the other seasons.
Indeed, let today embrace the past with remembrance,
And the future with sweet longing.
poem by Ray Lucero
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Good Old Days
Irie days come on play
let the angels fly let the devils die
got to do what you can with the time at hand
Ali boom mah yeah Ali boom mah yeah
don't worry your mind its just the test of time
in five years these be the good old days
no one knows what the future holds for everything has a season
its not a time for war its a time for peace
tomorrow knows tomorrow woes
I remember when grandpa use to say grandson these be the good old days
these be the good old days
now comes the moon with its starry lights
and so begins the night life
the tribal dance puts me in a trance
as she pulls me in with her magic swing
I asked of her what do we celebrate
she said to me these be the good old days
these be the good old days
leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh
there is no future there is only now
let's cherish these moments that we now know
these be the good old days
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Good Old Days (feat. Cedella Marley)
irie days come on play
let the angels fly let the devils die
got to do what you can with the time at hand
Ali boom mah yeah Ali boom mah yeah
don't worry your mind its just the test of time
in five years these be the good old days
no one knows what the future holds for everything has a season
its not a time for war its a time for peace
tomorrow knows tomorrow woes
I remember when grandpa use to say grandson these be the good old days
these be the good old days
now comes the moon with its starry lights
and so begins the night life
the tribal dance puts me in a trance
as she pulls me in with her magic swing
I asked of her what do we celebrate
she said to me these be the good old days
these be the good old days
leh leh leh leh leh leh leh leh
there is no future there is only now
let's cherish these moments that we now know
these be the good old days
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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