Inner Self-Admiration
The power you pray to
In the dark windswept night
Of fear and defeat
Will guide your faltering steps
Until you've reached
The sunrise dawn of destiny.
There resides within the heart
The spiritual resilience
To ever renew the beginning
Of your soul's existence
And to become a person worthy
Of inner self-admiration
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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14 Angels
When at night I go to sleep
14 angels watch do keep
Two my head are guarding
Two my feet are guiding
Two to whom tis given
To guide my steps
To heaven
To guide me
When at dawn my eyes do wake
14 angels my peace do take
Two there are who need me
Two there are who feed me
Two who sway before me show me
All Ive known
Is wrong, that I am
Not me
Two there are to take my soul
Away from here
To guide my steps
song performed by by Information Society
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The person's Mind
The nights destiny is Brightness..,
The waves destiny is Silence...
The eyes destiny is Admiration..,
The winds that flow around all day..
'Will they be able to withstand my mind'
The stars shine all time..
'Will they call out for my dreams'
Oh my eyelids,
Please let my tears find its way...
Oh my soul,
Please let my body find its way...
After all,
This little heart of mine...
Can withstand all but defeat...
poem by Anand Kumar
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Beyond The Charade
Your personality wants drama
your soul does not
Your personality believes illusion
your soul has wisdom not confusion.
For external power from which comes from fear
is something we consciously have to overcome
while we are here.
Fear is where jealousy, anger and greed
are made-
You have to become an authentic person
who sees beyond the charade.
Live your life from your soul
and don't get caught in the personality's game.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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Dark Heart
Pain resides within the Dark Heart, hidden away and only exposed when it's soul is overwhelmed and about to explode.
Raging waters, boundries pushed to the extreme, walls crumble and fall, as the power of the Dark Heart is set free.
Firey Passion, loves best friend all live within the Dark Hearts Den.
Run and hide, close your eyes, the Dark Heart of Fate lives within...
Lost Souls
Some souls that die too fast
attach to the last person that they saw last.
Like a fireman, paramedic or cop
they don't know they are dead
they are totally lost.
Talking to these people late at night
in their dreams can be a scary fright.
Usually the person dreaming already knows
who they are, souls don't get old.
Only a light worker who talks to her guides
can get the lost soul to the other side.
Usually through the loved one that had already died
is waiting to guide them through and say everything is alright.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 13,2012
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Dark Becomes Dawn
Dark as pitch - Dawn spreads light
Dark as dead - Dawn expires graves
Dark withers - Dawn freshness wears
Dark un-paths - Dawn re-strides.
Dark dapples gray - Dawn paints days
Dark specters doubt - Dawn assuredness' gate
Dark limitless plain - Dawn corrals night
Dark swifts shadows - Dawn hastens un-obscures.
Dark dissolves pace - Dawn zeniths one's range
Dark devours - Dawn sun rises
Dark bends down relief - Dawn uplifts sight
Dark dismantles - Dawn scatters golden arrows.
Dark de-flames - Dawn matches day
Dark invisibles - Dawn globes light
Dark unfolds dark dreams - Dawn un-sanctions screams
Dark submissively retires - Dawn crimson splendor.
'2008'
poem by Robert Sheridan
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Focus on Peace
Focusing on peace produces peace,
wars, poverty and disease would cease,
if we would all believe that we are One
from the same fleece.
If we could choose to agree on the above,
all it take is to start with Love.
Love not fear which the people of our planet
operate because the ego resides here.
Now how about the soul that already knows,
not the mind controlling the show.
By coming from the heart we all make a new start.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 21,2011
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Love Does Rule
Why at all love does rule the scene?
As it is experienced and not seen?
Why would it be more precise to say?
That it has its own sphere and way
It can be summed up as new process
Comes from somewhere and have clear access
Fine glow can appear on the face
New steps to move on and win the race
Even cruel man may have kind heart
That is how love can be termed as holy art
It makes flowers to boom in desert
Where not even dropp of water is available or kept
The tree may gear up to receive new leaves
It may decorate the existence relive
Any passers by may notice change
That is beginning of new lease of life with age
Legs may move with slight noise
That may remind a person of yesterday’s promise
That a call ahs to be responded immediately
Nothing can be tolerated if reached so lately
It has tremendous pull and appeal
It speaks of volumes in real
What there can be the feelings and deal?
Some gaps or voids to fill
It may be unfortunate if one dies without
Knowing its power and real depth about
How much it can change life and survive?
Make person to think strongly and relive
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Guardians Of The Sky
To what is this orb that toward earth shines,
Illuminating the many dark corners of the night,
Piercing through the dark and lonely wilderness,
To show the innocent the way home.
There’s nothing in the dark the orb can’t spy,
No mission or secret a man can hide,
Try as you might,
Futile your attempt would be.
But does the orb hide secrets of its own,
Things stationary, concealed behind it’s glowing face,
Mysteries that yet hold the key to a new life,
A life of living in the dark and realm of shadow.
But fear not the dark at night,
The dark may be overpowering but its might is short lived,
With the downfall of night a new power arrives,
The power of light and warmth.
The orb of day has power beyond measure,
Power to rid the world of darkness and fear,
When the orb of day cometh the orb of night retreat,
The unrelenting assault taking its toll.
Yet the next night and every night approaching,
We will see the orb of night glowing in the sky,
This if nothing else proves to us that,
Darkness is a part of the day, just as much as light.
poem by Thomas Vaudin
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Alignment With The Soul
We are beginning to see power as
the alignment of the personality with the soul
instead of the ability to manipulate and control with the personality's ego.
When your intentions come from your heart made of gold
you will not be operating out of the illusion, the drama, I'm told.
That is what Jesus did, he knew that they didn't know
so he could forgave them, for he saw their suffering of this world.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 11,2012
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Life after death..... a journey
the shadow of the mystery of the
new life, awake
the womb of
life forever
life has wondered the solitude of time,
the stream of life of light
echo in a distance,
transcending the
ray that gives the
breath of life
time has drown to reveals
the essence of existence,
where wisdom has
lighted to glitter
in the dark
illusion of passion intertwine the
mystery of life, for the
twilight zone of dawn
of a new life is the
beginning of
life after death
face the dawn my dear soul... its the
end of time....a beginning of an
endless life time
poem by Antonio Liao
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Facelift Journey
waiting patiently
thou stranded with my tears of joy, listening
to the wave that invite
my dear soul to the abundant
of gracing wave of happiness
dear good heart of passion
help not dismay my
gorgeous sting of waiting, cascading the
fall of every rainbow of hope,
that someday success
will welcome the glad
tiding of flowering remembrance of great
fulfilling journey of existence
oh! mighty strength return
the birth that
I always pray, nay come in the middle of the
night for my eyes wanted
to pass in the closing
dark
bring me, where my heart
wants to breath, wanting my
soul may capture the last closing
dawn of Life...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Elemento De Noctis
Element of the Night, Darkness. My way and my path of life.
I've been ranting continuously ever since I found out that the Dark is actually light in a different form. So I made my 'E' poem Elemento de Noctis:
Darkness was created with the land
The dark one stretched out his old gloomy hand
Yet not a soul is willing to go
In darkness you reap, in darkness you sow
Darkness is one of the light
It shines its energy out day and night
Yet nobody trusts its presence
Due to human fear towards its essence
The dark is never evil
From the beginning it is good
Yet from the beginning it is misunderstood
As both light and dark are mutual
The dark cannot exist without light
Just as day could not end without night
The path of life that nobody has taken
The path of life that I have awaken
Greatness is a spiritual condition worthy to excite love, interest, and admiration; and the outward proof of possessing greatness is that we excite love, interest, and admiration.
quote by Matthew Arnold
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Fear and Pleasure
pain is the residuals of fear, there is no fear in
the absent of acceptance, for only the mind
can rebuke the suffering of the heart
as the truth comes in a most awaited moment of
your life, the wisdom identify the soul of where
the conscience lives, it is the fear of the Lord where
the wisdom begins; a complete vow and obedient
to the giver of knowledge would guide every pleasure
to overcome fear
entangled between fear and pleasure destroyed the
unifying force that strengthen each aura to a seeking
soul to feel and accept pleasure without fear
make this fear a pleasure of strength, for what
ever encountered pleasure the one who give this
fear, be pleasured in His creation
be the pleasure be assured that what make best
for everybody may leads us to the unity of the soul
that lives in each conscience we possess
the fearless warriors has awaken the pleasure that
the Lord God bestowed, never fear of what pleasure
comes in your life, harmonize the soul with in your
conscience and live the body with the heart that exist
a fear that brings pleasure is a human impulse of
what to become worthy to the kingdom of the God, for
what ever is given, is a gift received and be shared
to all mankind..... and the acceptance brings us to
the pleasure without fear
poem by Antonio Liao
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I Just Cant Make It By Myself
(words & music by clara ward)
I need jesus to guide me every day
As Im travellin along this rough and narrow way
Though afflictions fill my soul
Im determined to make the goal
Ive gotta have jesus cause I just cant make it by myself
Every day I pray (pray) pray (pray)
Pray (pray) pray (pray)
I pray (pray) pray (pray
Pray pray pray
Pray and ask the lord jesus
Dont leave me by myself
Every mornin through the years I pray
You know Ive got to have jesus
I just cant it by myself
By myself
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Save The Oceans And Save The Seas
Oil and water do not mix,
this oil slick has no quick fix.
The dark black goo not only affects me and you,
but SEA LIFE in our OCEANS too.
We must STAND UP for all LIFE under the SEA,
or there won’t be any left in our ECOLOGY.
Save the OCEANS and save the SEAS,
or the SEA CREATURES have no DESTINY.
This oil mess was made by greed,
we must take the LEAD
in cleaning up the GULFSTREAM.
We must STAND TOGETHER all of as ONE,
as one people UNITED under the SUN.
This is our PLANET that we all SHARE,
with other LIVING creatures
WHO need our LOVE and CARE.
We must pray for the sea’s mammals, fishes and BIRDS too.
We must all PRAY TOGETHER me and YOU.
Save the OCEANS and save the SEAS,
for the SEA CREATURES to have a DESTINY.
Written By Sue Chevalier for Christina Sunrise and her websites
Copyright 2010 Sue Chevalier
www.suechevalier.com www.suzae.com
www.savetheoceansandsavetheseas.com
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Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet XXVII
She wakes, she breathes, she rises from her bed,
That bed of death where she has lain so long;
The flowers they set there fall from her fair head
Withered, while she, sweet soul, has known no wrong.
Forth from her grave miraculously white,
And all unstained by the dull earth's decay,
Natalia rises, a last star of night,
Just as the dawn is breaking into day.
Upon the stones they kneeled them down and prayed,
For hearts grow soft with a long danger past,
And both were young and for a while dismayed
At their great joy nor deemed they held it fast;
Then, having kissed and wept, they turned to go
Through the dark church with faltering steps and slow.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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The Duality Of Darkness And Light
If I search and seek inside my mind
The deeper I look the more I find
Exists a spiritual duality of darkness and light
My soul mirrors the world, the day and the night
In the darkness I seek the light to guide
From the sunlight I seek a shadow to hide
The dark is my shield, the light is my blade
They guide and protect me, the light and the shade
They are the sides of coin, opposed yet part of the same
They the sides of a blade, one cold one aflame
This is the spiritual duality of darkness and light
The immortal struggle of the day and the night
Two sides of one coin, two sides of one blade
The darkness and light, tools used yet obeyed
The shade of the daylight, the light in the night
Our immortal mortality, our hope yet our plight
The darkness a shield, the light a bright sword
To refuse their protection we cannot afford
Their immortal struggle, mirrored in our souls
They both play their parts, they both have their roles
A spiritual duality the darkness and light
A reflection of reality the day and the night
poem by Tim Vallie
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Mother the First and Best teacher of my LIFE
you always there to love me, even if it hurts you that
I am ugly as a goose and yet! the first one to appreciate
me the beauty that it looks in me
every now and then, your advice keeps my heart mingles
in my way to survive, always there to lend me your
whisper of what i will be
such a stream of streams flows out from the direction
of reality, twinkling like stars in the night that guide me
where to go, there you stay when i needed you most
walk with me mother, as I pass on this aisle again, the
night does not close my dear mother, where only our eyes
that falls
raise me high as you always do and strengthen my spirit
where my heart stands to survive, a memories that lingers
apart of my existence, you are my soul
mother oh! mother, you are the only you in my life the
perfect harmony of my heart and the beginning of my
love to my family...Mother
poem by Antonio Liao
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