Blackest Job Of Them All
Another one decides to meet me to soon
another one I’ll have to throw in the fiery lagoon
I have a busy job as it is
deciding fate, It’s no debate
It’s up to me you see
and I’ve been around for eternity
When they take their own lives it is too late
They’re gone, in my hands to decide
but like every job there is rules
I have to cast them aside
their fate will be to see how the ones they left behind feel and live
what their actions did to those they cared about when they were alive
For all eternity
there is where they will be
poem by Matthew Rousseau
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True Dancing Souls
Our souls want to dance forever
not now. for you must see
Fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Finish your journey with her
and waiting I’ll be
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
On future days we’ll be forever
our lives as one.
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Our lips touch, our souls dance
bounded we’ll be soon
For now wait we must because
Fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Soul mates forever but not for now
we wait, for time will come.
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
Friends for now but forever we’ll be
wrapped by the music.
For fate brought us together
too soon, he did
For eternity or forever I’ll wait
one day we’ll be
Together happily without her
For fate brought us together
too soon you see
Fate brought us together
too late he did
For years ago we met
yet now we see our love
Fate brought us together
too late he did.
Not speaking one word,
we saved our lives
Fate brought us together
too late he did
We share now our memories
As our souls join
together they dance eternally
Our love now stays strong
our patience grows weak
No worries my love for
Fate brought us together
too soon but not too late
poem by Elicia Santoro
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This is the day
This is the day I have been waiting for
Let's face the fate to decide our fate.
This is the day that will alter our fate
let's sit and decide what to be done next
we may skip and pass on but
we still would regret as it will be too late.
Should never regret for not saying good bye
so let's sit and decide our fate.
Don't make it too late to decide our fate
don't regret after for not saying your love to me.
poem by P. Ashok Kumar
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Eternity By And By
A fictitious dream it may seem
A pie in the sky it may look
A piece of sweet music it may sound
Which the heart sooths but the pain intact remains
A childish narrative it may effect
A bitter sweetly camouflaged death pill it may spill
A delicate warm air filled balloon it may seem
That bursts into oblivion when pierced
Bribery into good actions it may be perceived
By the mortal earth inhabiting
The fear of mortal reality to subside
Yet eternity mortality thwarts
Eternity by and by ever be
As real as you breathing be
As intact and as in your conscience
Eternity by and by ever present ever real
Eternity by and by immortality presents
To the earth inhabiting mortal souls
It beckons it invites
Eternity by and by ever inviting
Eternity by and by so infinitely finite
Incomprehensible but within grasp
Within a conscience and without the universe
Eternity by and by ever within
Eternity by and by not elusive yet elusive seems
Deliberately decide its elusiveness to evade
Deliberately decide its comforts to enjoy
Eternity by and by ever comfortable
Eternity by and by …….
poem by Obed Akuma
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Life Keeps On Revolving Around Fate
We came
To this world
Because of Fate
We all think of fate
Pray and meditate
Look at god in hope
Because of faith
He is the one
Who decides the fate?
Happiness, unhappiness
Success and failure
Are all one’s fate
Death is unavoidable
But when one get’s it?
Is fate
Some believe some don’t
Life keeps on
Revolving around fate
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Fate Factor
You choose your fate
By the things you do
If you are good
Your fate will be too
Fate does not choose you
It won’t take time to choose you
Just watch what you do
And fate will be good to you
A fate worse than death
For being bad that’s what you get
I’ve been there and back
So I know the facts
Take my advice
Live life right
Just do onto others good
And fate will do onto you
Follow one of the golden rules
Do onto others what you,
Want them to do onto you
And that’s how you choose your fate
poem by LaTisha Parkinson
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What's The Hurry Down Here
Everyone is in such a hurry seemingly with no time to think how fast,
People In such a rush to get nowhere in a time that won't even last.
This time is fleeting by so quickly and your fate has long been cast,
And today's time that you treat so quickly is tomorrow's empty past.
Rushing around like there's no tomorrow, where will your tomorrow be?
This is a thought you need time to ponder as you approach eternity.
Time in eternity will be much different as rushing it won't require,
One immediate concern however is, will you be in Glory or the fire?
The fate of eternity has been sealed in a place that is much higher,
But God has left your final destination up to your very own desire.
This is where our programmed haste needs to be put on hold for sure,
For although life on earth is brief eternity will go on forevermore.
Friend we are both alike in that we are both created and are mortal,
But earthly things will pass away as we go through an eternal portal.
It doesn't matter where you choose to go as a body will be prepared,
But the lasting differences between two choices can not be compared.
The wise that chose Heaven will reap eternal reward from labors past,
But empty darkness awaits the fool in fire that will eternally last.
Satan wants you to be preoccupied so that you're eternally ensnared,
But God has furnished witnesses so you're not eternally unprepared.
(Copyright © 05/2003)
Outside Your Window
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I feel the seconds slowly pass,
Whilst you I anxiously await.
And behind the glowing glass;
I glimpsed a fading candlelight.
And I with hope was filled and so:
Wished I for love and life this night.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I see through the looking glass,
To find my missing soulmate.
And when the light finally flew;
When darkness swamped the room:
A wide smile on my face drew;
And waited I for you to bloom.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I feel my feelings all amass,
As I your beauty contemplate.
Seconds felt forever;
Nor beauty I did see.
All alone my eyes did glitter;
Whilst wondering where you would be!
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I walked on in your impasse;
Wishing it's not yet too late.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I lonesome stood for long alas!
And didn't notice your window grate.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I tried to drag out of that morass,
Myself; and my lost senses locate.
Outside Her Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I watched my heart swiftly by a lass,
Gets stolen; and did my soul sedate.
Outside Her Window;
I still pass by everyday.
Outside Her Window;
I can't just turn and walk away.
Outside Her Window;
I still have hope that she might show.
Outside Her Window;
I watch my life pass by so slow.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I once awaited you alone all night.
But now I know: it's just too late!
poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd
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Capricious Friend
Fate!
What have you done to me?
Why did you let us fall in love so easily?
Fate!
You could have lied to me,
Now I’m left to feel this way
Fate!
You tempt an early death of me,
As my heart breaks more n’ more each day
Fate!
Why did you take her from me?
Then tease…
“You’ll be together again, it’s your destiny”
Fate!
“Tis a cruel n’ wicked game you play with me
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Lets All Make A Bomb
And as the low aggress the high
All you can do is sit and cry
Youve only got yourself to blame
Dont try to stop me its too late
My minds made up, this job wont wait
Theres nothing left for me to say
Hey! theres no need to debate
Its time to designate your fate
Take the m out of m.a.d.
Lets all make a bomb
Take one hundred scientists or more
Place in a room and lock the door
Let them confer for half their lives
Unlock the door, go in and see
What they have made for you and me
A brand new toy to idolize
Hey! theres no need to debate
Its time to designate your fate
Take the m out of m.a.d.
Lets all make a bomb
Although the war has just begun
Ignore the sirens, lets have fun
Put on your best, go out in style
Although our futures looking black
Well go down town and join the pack
Lets celebrate and vaporise
song performed by by Heaven 17
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A Raper
a rapers friend does not
know if he's shallow
or if he's bold
does any one know
that he could die in prison or get hung
for that little girl's life he took
with no sorrow in his heart
the raper does what he did
to go to prison was
his own fate his fate
is in his hands and not in that little girls
sorrow in that little girls eyes
how does she feel now shes free to haunt
the raper for all eternity thank you
poem by Valya Madden
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Fated
In a little cottage by the sea
She waits so patiently for me
Though we have never met you see
Fate knows our love some day will be.
Maybe she lives in the U.S.A.
Perhaps New York or even Santa fe
I'll board a flight to her someday
When fate decides to show the way.
I've always loved her through my tears
Been waiting for a million years.
A needle in a haystack I'm told
But her smiles still warm
A heart that's cold.
A bell will ring
small voice I'll hear
Then serendipity will make it clear
Those trains we miss
The plans we change
Impossible love fate will arrange
And when we meet two hearts will skip
On 52nd street or
On board a ship
We'll sail away at last fulfilled
And drink Champagne
That fate kept chilled.
poem by Kevin East
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Fate And Destiny
Wait for your fate
It will take you to your destiny
You will never be happy
Until you reach the room
of darkness.
Life is nothing
Just a fate
A bundle of time
full of pains and sorrows.
Ignore it, live in your soul
Eternity will come to you
in your room.
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The Eleventh Hour
“ an eye for an eye, ” their battle cry
a death row inmate waits to die
nothing left to do but wait
one last hour to contemplate
as rich, old men decide your fate
vigil persists outside the gate
the men in robes deliberate
there’s nothing more they can debate
statement issued, conviction stands
your fate’s in someone else’s hands
the Governor could intervene
but as of yet has not been seen
protesters continue chanting
witnesses have been recanting
saying they had been coerced
their testimony was rehearsed
eleventh hour, a statement read
the prisoner is pronounced dead
proponents let out muffled cheers
supporters breaking down in tears
poem by Charlie Parant
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Dance Of Souls
The dance of souls,
The dance of fate
Each dancing alone,
Each one,
Arriving too late
The dance goes on and on,
It never truly ends
For each soul lusts for joy
Each one,
Trying to escape their fate
Gliding across the floor,
To and fro
Entangled,
Enlightened and desired
Still, the band plays on,
As if eternal
The cords flowing,
Streaming, singing
This dance,
This promenade, amaranthine
Yet the danseurs never tire,
They never quit
They dance as if,
Their very lives depend on it
And in reality,
To be true, they actually do
For the day the music stops
And the lights go dim
The final curtain will drop,
And their eternity will begin
poem by Eric Paeplow
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Two Worlds
Vocals: phil collins
Put your faith in what you most believe in
Two worlds, one family
Trust your heart
Let fate decide
To guide these lives we see
A paradise untouched by man
Within this world blessed with love
A simple life, they live in peace
Softly tread the sand below your feet now
Two worlds, one family
Trust your heart
Let fate decide
To guide these lives we see
Beneath the shelter of the trees
Only love can enter here
A simple life, they live in peace
Raise your head up
Lift high the load
Take strength from those that need you
Build high the walls
Build strong the beams
A new life is waiting
But dangers no stranger here
No words describe a mothers tears
No words can heal a broken heart
A dream is gone, but where theres hope
Somewhere something is calling for you
Two worlds, one family
Trust your heart
Let fate decide
To guide these lives we see
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Fate-2
Divine`s shape is the fate
hell`s wisdom is the fate
and your success to dwell is the fate
and worthless to become rich is the fate
and the worthful beg to live is the fate
and what we can`t is the fate....
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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(V – 1988) Fighting Fate
Oh, things out of control we call real fate
For factors far unknown too decide our state!
But things there are we must not see as mere fate;
Such things if controlled can oh, alter our state!
No thunder or tyrant is ever such fate
If faced with courage and soon held to checkmate!
Oh, thou art the architect of thy own fate!
So fight well with will and thus safeguard thy state!
At times we may fall to some strange, cruel fate;
By them should never our will still abate!
With arrows of resolve and faith, fight thy fate!
Oh, give no space ever to stand or to wait!
So bow not or falter before any fate;
Oh, fear and despair will thy fate aggravate!
Grim panic and anguish will strengthen our fate;
They make us, oh, lick a time unduly late!
So well in advance to, oh, face any fate
Thou equip thyself and thus secure thy state!
Challenges of life are challenges of fate –
So meeting them well, oh, means living life great!
Fate Of The Key
Watching the charred remains
of the toys
you want me to search for another house.
Eventually I decide
to go for a voiceless door.
Who was calling whom?
Eternity hurts me.
I want to come to a stop,
pause for the evening
and climb up the hearse.
A howl is waiting for me
to engulf me in myself.
The blind statement will sit as a judge
and decide the fate of the key.
I cannot open the lock!
poem by Satish Verma
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Don't Nibble With a Quibble Missed
Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!
Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!
Decide to say goodbye...
To all your trials and denials,
Served on a plate.
As you wait in hesitation,
To nibble...
With a quibble missed.
Decide it's much too late...
To celebrate a fate,
Some wish to fizzle!
To make you miserable!
Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!
There's nothing to it,
But to do it!
Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!
Prove that you can do it!
And...
Eliminate steps you waste.
And move on the case,
To do what it takes...
To make it!
Don't nibble,
With a quibble missed.
Decide it's much too late...
To celebrate a fate,
Some wish to fizzle!
To make you miserable!
It's your fate.
It's never too late.
Don't be so miserable!
It's your fate.
It's never too late.
Don't be so miserable!
It's your fate.
It's never too late.
Don't be so miserable!
Don't nibble,
With a quibble missed.
It's your fate.
It's never too late.
Don't be so miserable!
It's your fate.
It's never too late.
Don't be so miserable!
It's your fate.
It's never too late.
Don't be so miserable!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part I: To Manon: VI
IN PRAISE OF HIS FATE
When I hear others speak of this and that
In our fools' lives which might have better gone,
Complaining idly of too niggard fate
And wishing still their senseless past undone,
I feel a childish tremor through me run,
Stronger than reason, lest by some far chance
Fate's ear to our sad plaints should yet be won
And these our lives be thrown back on our hands.
I tremble when I think of my past years,
My hopes, my aims, my wishes. All these days
I might have wandered far from Love and thee.
But kind fate held me, heedless of my prayers,
A prisoner to its wise mysterious ways,
And forced me to thy feet--ah fortunate me!
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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