Life Graph
The way I perceive the life
shrouded in the mystery
its up and down curves
none can guess but destiny.
Challenges, the hall mark of life
paint it with red or green
acceptance of failures gives direction
success gives a sheen.
Biggest philanthropist, the life is
providing opportunity at every stage
those who grabs it with both hands
ink their name on every page.
Life graph is never smooth
and should not be so
death is defined by a smooth line
a beating heart must know.
Vagaries of life draws its graph
So never pity it and destroy
bonded, life can never be
crib not dears but enjoy.
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A Drink
With glass, I am a man – or so I think! –
A role to play when blessed with courtly drink:
A gin or two, then vintage port or wine
To pep me up and gift me with a shine.
I know it’s false, as I now must depend
Upon my daily shots with open end.
Insidious, it all becomes routine
To beg a drink each day for self-esteem.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life is on the brink
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Oil slick
Black gold balckens blue surface
oxygen barred from pumping life
ventilators go missing in hospital.
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Mother
Happy Mother's Day
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Mother
A knight in armour
shielding her baby
from vagaries of life
getting herself embroiled
in hassels of bringing the baby up
weathering all storms
in the process
enjoying no recess.
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Nagging
A tear in her eyes make me wonder
a chance for patch up did I squander?
Never to complain..she, but questioning a lot
neither liked the questions nor liked the thought.
Life gets topsy- turvy, grilling when start
anywhere, anytime, at home or city mart.
when, where, why, how, who, what/s..........
inquisitor always testing your guts.
No chance for atonement
These word invented only for harassment.
Wish these could be wished away, ..... but no
Entire life hinges on these, try taking them away.
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She and Drugs
Freshly spawned,
Brain dumps
Bleeding grey:
Reflections of a mind
That wavers thin
Along the line
That savours pain -
A pond of skin
Devoid of breast -
The pad a feign:
The nothing
Underneath your bra
At best
Is your imagination
Spread across a narcoleptic world
Suchlike survival
In and out
Of haunted woods;
In and out -
You're in and out
As blood transfused -
Pumping on
To ooze at pace
Upon another haemorrhage
And there! a goblin
Here! a goblin
Care to entertain a goblin
In the lair
That is a mind
Of drugs? -
We know it's you -
It's you we know.
We know you're through.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Life repeats itself as
life life life life life life life life
life life life life life life life life
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so draining life
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Snobbery
A solitary rose in red attire
Condescended:
A fleeting glance -
She apprehended
My affections,
Turned away
From me, a stray -
Stubble weed -
Genes to build an oddity:
Common seed -
Happy-go-lucky entity
In dull array.
The rose glowered,
But in ascension
Slipped a view of blight
Upon her regal greenery:
Black spot!
In all her bold perfumery
And blushing flower,
The sheen of vulnerability in jet
Reminded me how snobbery
And haughty shower
Tarnish with an underlying debt!
She wavered in her shallow play -
Man-bred -
Hardiness foregone.
The rose no longer shone.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
From: Poetry Rivals 2010 - A New Dawn Breaks
Forward Press
Life creeps:
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Full Of Life Questions
life is full of unexpected,
life is full of challenges,
life is full of bitterness,
life is full of strife,
life is full of contentious disputes,
life is full of revenge,
life is full of hatred,
life is full of mystery,
sometimes.....
life is full of sweetness,
life is full of joy,
life is full of happiness,
life is full of hope,
life is full of dreams,
you can have all this life when the soul is in body, and you will be able to feel everything because this is real life to creatures who call the''human''
Have you thought to life after death? ? ? ?
Smoker
I billowed calmly as a cloud
Upon a course for acid rain,
When in the fog of smoking crowd,
My lungs collapsed in searing pain.
Full of soot and black with tar,
I coughed in vain for chest to clear;
At least my lungs had got this far
Despite my years of toxic air.
But Smokers' Lounge was home to me,
Where fellow addicts puff with joy:
Our pipes in hand, all friends are we,
‘Let's fine cigars now share, my boy! '
‘So gasp away! ' my motto cries,
‘And light another cigarette
Before a further smoker dies,
Which happens often - you can bet! '
Copyright © Mark Raymond Slaughter 2009
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Life or Death
Death is a mystery,
and life is Suspense.
The journey to death,
is unknown yet,
and Life is a dream stage.
Nobody has come back
From their death,
And life seems to be,
Chasing an invisible end.
Escape from death,
is impossible,
and so from Life.
Death is most painful,
Life is even more.
Death is frightful,
And Life is a puzzle.
So is life,
or Death,
better for a human fate?
poem by Pratisha Karki
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Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. Life is beauty, admire it. Life is bliss, taste it. Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it. Life is a game, play it. Life is a promise, fulfill it. Life is sorrow, overcome it. Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it. Life is a tragedy, confront it. Life is an adventure, dare it. Life is luck, make it. Life is too precious, do not destroy it. Life is life, fight for it.
quote by Mother Teresa
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Rac
.
A journey
From present to unknown
Must be worth its salt
Final destination alias last halt.
Lo!
Karma forces one to wait
RAC
Screams the fate
Life span always been a guessing game
Death never seems to be a good looking dame.
RAC now
Cry or wow
Journey till end gets more fascinating
Waiting to be berthed, for no more waiting.
Enjoying ultimate destination
Depends on one's karma & attitude
Show HIM or not
Any gratitude.
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All Paths Lead To You
Life is a challenge – meet it.
Life is a gift – accept it.
Life is an adventure – dare it.
Life is a sorrow – overcome it.
Life is a tragedy – face it.
Life is a duty – perform it.
Life is a game – play it.
Life is a mystery – unfold it.
Life is a song – sing it.
Life is an opportunity – take it.
Life is a journey – complete it.
Life is a promise – fulfill it.
Life is a love – embrace it.
Life is a beauty – praise it.
Life is a spirit – release it.
Life is a struggle – fight it.
Life is a puzzle – solve it.
Life is a goal – achieve it.
poem by Kat Mercado
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Life is a teacher.
Life is a puzzle that challenges the master mind
Life is a struggle
Life is commitment
Life is a mystery
Life is a goal- achieve it
Life is a dream to fulfil.
Life is an opportunity
life is a vow, fulfil it.
Life is a duty, perform it
Life is a dangerous game, that we play,
The sun and the rain shows the pleasure and pain.
Life is full of questions
Life is full of intentions
Life is full of elations
celebrations
inspirations
relax ation
acceleration
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift when you spend it with the one you love
Life is a teacher, the more we live the more we learn.
L- Lovely. I- insightful. F- Full of joy. E – Enjoyable
Accept it.
poem by Lucia Domingos Fula
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Life of a Saint
A life of piety and fortitude;
A life of sacrifice and prayer;
A life of suffering, self-denial and solitude;
A life without lucre and luxuries;
A life of frequent ‘commune with God’.
A life of divine intervention, guidance and protection;
A life that’s looked down by the world but blessed by God;
A life that’s wholly lived for God’s sake;
A life full of miracles that astound the world;
A life that causes miracles even after life;
A life that tells the world about God’s special love;
A life that draws more souls to Heaven.
A life that communes with God’s presence after death;
A life that reveals some corporeal stigma of sanctification;
A unique instrument in God’s hands, used in
A divine way;
A life of even martyrdom;
An exemplary and holy, earthly life;
A soul chosen by the grace of God;
A soul destined to enjoy eternal proximity to God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-21-2007
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Cloud's Life
Meandering on – as would a cloud –
I billowed bored, with nowt to do...
No, wait!
At least I tinkle on the crowd, and
On occasion, soak ‘em through!
You should see them bloody run
Without a brolly – oh the fun!
And when it’s cold, I dropp the hail,
Creating havoc – ne’er to fail!
I dump my snow a metre deep to
Trap ‘em all – I’m such a creep!
You know,
It ain’t so bad just being a cloud –
I’m really proud!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Life
Life is a possibility, embrace it.
Life is beautiful, admire it.
Life is wonderful, enjoy it.
Life is a dream, follow it.
Life is a bewilderment, face it.
Life is a mission, fulfill it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a treasure, cherish it.
Life is rich, savior it.
Life is lovely, revere it.
Life is a mystery, uncover it.
Life is pain, endure it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a tragedy, forbear it.
Life is luck, benefit from it.
Life is an adventure, be regardful of it.
Life is very precious, delight in it.
Life is a war, learn from it.
Life is life, fight for it.
poem by Mother Theresa, translated by Masiela Lusha
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Whats Life
Life is a challenge –meet it
Life is a gift –accept it
Life is a sorrow-overcome it
Life is a tragedy-face it
Life is a adventure-dare it
Life is a duty- perform it
Life is a mystery-unfold it
Life is a song –sing it
Life is a opportunity-take it
Life is a journey-complete it
Life is a promise fulfill it
Life is a beauty-praise it
Life is a goal-achieve it
Life is a puzzle-solve it
Life is love-love it
poem by Jessica Lee Workman
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Life is a challenge
Life is a challenge - meet it
Life is a gift - accept it
Life is a sorrow - over come it
Life is a tragedy - face it
Life is a mystery - unfold it
Life is a opportunity - take it
Life is a promise - complete it
Life is a struggle - fight it
Life is a goal - achieve it
Life is love - love it
Life is adventurous- have fun
Life is a duty - perform it
Life is a game - out smart it
Life is a beauty - praise it
Life is great- make something good of it
So life is a celebration –eat, laugh and do meditation.
poem by Gurjas Singh Narula
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Musings
Beauty is fire, flame its youthfulness
novice if you are, will burn your fingers.
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Silence has its own tongue to stress
lips move not, for love to express.
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Hate has no takers, omnipresent is love
Some crazy always try to breed hate though.
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One sows another reaps, a human nature
Alas! None feels for the actual creator.
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Live life lamenting or laughing
Choice is yours, go weeping or singing
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Useless for the boatman to row with an oar
if never one wants to reach the shore.
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Throughout life Oh GOD! searched for you
soul left the body, only then could I meet you.
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Six decades of my.....life
Today I am completing 66 years with the blessings of every one
associated with me worldly or virtually.
Six decades of my...... life
Released after nine months
of quarantine in mother’s womb
taking my first breath
measuring the world
infusing the warmth
like the first rays of the sun
touching the heart of greens.
Portrait of innocence painted
painter being the first decade
what was impressionable
absorbed at every stage
eager to learn, by hit and trial
everyone watched me
with surprise and glee.
Enjoyment, an underestimate
during the second decade
kissed, held, tapped, kicked-football like
passing from doves to hounds
defender-fullback-forward & back
ultimately never missing a goalee
landing into safe hands to the cheering of crowd.
Wisdom tooth was an indication
time for some hard decision
third one was tumultuous
terrain proved to be most treacherous
winner I was not, in the game of snakes and ladders
life was sad became sadder
Divine power held me together.
Fourth saw me rise in esteem
was loved by everyone like an ice-cream
learning by mistakes and making amends
world was merciless, knew the trends
path I trod was simple and straight
pondering at crossroads was not my fate
was on high during this decade.
Aging with grace, of some substance
seeking HIM was no nonsense
searched within, that flame of life
but alas! The fruit was not yet ripe
like ordinary mortals struggled to survive
child of lost GOD could not thrive
case of lost opportunities was fifth decade.
De-stressing self with poetic mind
all the anger was then to subside
brain the ink, hand the pen
heart the paper, lap the den
sixth saw me getting into the groove
expression, my companion, on the move
jotted the feelings now and then.
Journey of life yet not complete
till last breath, shall I tweet
may meet next life the ONE, to get so chiselled
shine in the world like a diamond
yet never to shirk from any challenges
want to be humane, not like sages
poems an outlet, expressing my emotions.
Journey of life not yet complete................?
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