Destiny And Man
Destiny is a force for our desires,
It makes us laugh and forget troubled wires,
Clears pain and miseries and gives pleasures,
It is best, who enjoy it, like million treasures.
Destiny is difficult for those who analyze,
Miserable for those who criticize,
It clears all doubts and cuts fear to size,
Put intelligence and confidence wise.
It gives patience even for long wait,
And teaches us, to learn, while waiting for fate;
Inherent beauty and blessings as its weight;
Delivers vice for non believer and chased by hate.
Teaches to accept every trouble, as a challenge in life,
Destiny is the best teacher and takes to happy isle and no strife.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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Teacher Man
The Teacher Man teaches kids from all over the world
The Teacher Man teaches no matter boy or girl
The Teacher Man teaches Christans, Musilms, and Jews
The Teacher Man teaches those who say 'God I don't believe in you'
The Teacher Man teaches over demands for more recess
The Teacher Man teaches to only demand the best
The Teacher Man teaches Science, Reading, and Math
The Teacher Man teaches how to live out of class
The Teacher Man teaches all how to share
The Teacher Man teaches that we all should care
The Teacher Man teaches how to keep an open mind
The Teacher Man teaches with a kick in the behind
The Teacher Man teaches there are lessons in life
The Teacher Man teaches how to overcome strife
The Teacher Man teaches there's nothing wrong with a hug
The Teacher Man teaches the world changes with Love
The Teacher Man teaches the rich and the poor
The Teacher Man teaches those who are ready for more
The Teacher Man teaches how to look someone in the eye
The Teacher Man teaches how to accept someone in their cry
The Teacher Man teaches in more than one tounge
The Teacher Man teaches how to make working hard fun
The Teacher Man teaches all the colors of the land
But, most important of all, he teaches we should take a stand
Take a Stand, Take a Stand, for what you believe
Take a Stand, Take a Stand, and you will be free
Take a Stand, Take a Stand, for the least of the least
Take such Stand man, and you will find peace
He's the Teacher Man
poem by Ary Bolanos
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Life Is A Teacher
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to live.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to win.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to laugh.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to make other people cry.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to love.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to hate.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to win honour.
Life is a teacher, which teaches how to embarrass others.
Indeed, life is a great teacher as it teaches everything.
And in this very greatness lies life's weakness, that it teaches everything.
It teaches how to love, but also teaches how to hate.
It teaches how to help, but also teaches how to harm.
It teaches how to honour (others) , but also teaches how to embarrass (others) .
It teaches how to laugh, but also teaches how to make other people cry.
Wish life were a bit selective in its teaching.
But can't we be a bit selective in taking lessons?
Fate and Destiny
Fate and Destiny
Who can tell us what Fate and Destiny are?
Who can tell us what our Fate is?
Who can tell us what our Destiny is?
Fate. Destiny.
People say we cannot choose our Fate, but we can choose our Destiny.
People say we are Fated or Destined to do/become something.
Fate. Destiny.
Are they different?
Are they the same?
People say we can choose Destiny and we are Fated to do it.
People say that our Destiny is open, but our Fate is sealed.
Are Fate and Destiny the same?
If our Destiny has yet to be chosen but our Fate is sealed, then is not our Destiny already chosen, but unseen to us until the opportune moment?
Fate. Destiny.
When is the opportune moment?
At what point in our life will our Fate and Destiny be revealed?
Or will we realize what our Fate and Destiny are only when it is too late?
Or will we pass our Fate and Destiny without knowing it?
Fate. Destiny.
If someone tells us what our Fate and Destiny are, will we like what we hear?
Or will you strive against the path set before you?
poem by Robert Grimes
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Destiny the Driving Force
Destiny is controlled by the mighty gods.
It swirls like a massive whirl pool.
No mortal being can escape it's hold.
Destiny controls our every action.
Destiny makes sure we take the right path in life.
Without a person taking a desired path the universe will go out of balance.
Balance of fate is essential.
The thread of destiny is so tangled that's why destiny is so uncontrollable by mortals.
Destiny goes around and around.
It never stops swirling.
Such an active force.
Mortal beings can't control what happens to them.
If it's negative or positive.
Destiny and fate are the same thing.
They intertwine when two people are in love.
Destiny carries people to their purposes in life.
It's a driving force.
Scientist can't figure it out.
It's the most complex thing second to the universe.
poem by Vega Destiny Star
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Destiny or Fate
There’s a question I ask myself
Each and every night
It doesn’t cost any wealth
Or matter if I’m right
It seems so unfair to wait
And ask, if it was destiny or fate
Destiny, who brought me to you
Fate, that keeps with you my love
How can I see clear through
When the sky is filled with doves
They’re all trying to escape
From their Destiny or Fate
I was born
To give you my love
Never was I torn
About, if I could rise above
I can never keep straight
If it was destiny or fate
Now can’t you see, Destiny
Just what your doing to me
You won my love for you
Never since, have I been blue
For you, I will never be late
Or care, if it was Destiny or fate
Fate or Destiny
Fate or Destiny
Is it fate or destiny that brings your smile for me to see?
Is it fate or destiny that brings us together as we hold hands?
Is it fate or destiny that brings our hearts as a union as one?
Is it fate or destiny that brings our stormy seas to rest upon the shore?
Is it fate or destiny that builds a lasting relationship, never to fall?
Is it fate or destiny that brings us close beyond the horizon of a sunny day?
poem by Sharon Kubeck
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Destiny Of Our Lives
When the life blossoms
Destiny engraved in our lives
When virtue and vice sway to and fro
Energized and driven by supernatural forces
When we are grown up
Our lives started to face challenges
When we encounter distress
Our lives impregnated with tears and worries
That is the destiny of our lives.......
Sometimes our lives tinged and
Embroilled with joys and sorrows
Destiny inflicting poison and evil into our lives
Destiny can make or mar our lives
Destiny inspires our lives to prosperity
It can perish our prospects
Fortune and fate tossing each other
End of lives salunated with blessings
Dulakshi Wakista Copyright 2009
poem by Dulakshi Wakista
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Destiny
Flirt with me today
and you may lust for my tomorrows.
Seek the fate I have in store for you
And you may have not time for borrow.
Destiny has it written
Written down in every page well.
It is the fate we all must spend in life
Destiny has you under its destined spell.
Some may make it to the top
Then some not even to take a step.
But whatever you think you all deserve
It is but destiny in this life you'll get!
Some may seem to die before their time
Then others you wonder why they've not?
You see that is just their destiny
And it is all of what they'd got.
Some rich, some poor as church mice
Then others never seem to have to work at all!
It all lie within their destiny you see
It lie within each destiny that was called.
poem by Linda Winchell
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Denstiny
Whatever it takes i will rule my destiny,
With no fear i will hunt my destiny.
Corrupt and exploited minds control my ways
But still i will get my destiny.
My destiny though tiny,
I will get it in full.
Never will i share it with anyone,
Not even my only one.
No man knows my destiny but God alone,
For life is but a dream.
And if at all we will wake up
i pray that i should wake up clean.
I let the talk, talk the talk,
And the walk, walk the walk
For it is those who seek that find,
And those he (God) pleases that he blesses.
But for me, blessed or not,
Either way i will live into my own story.
And get my destiny.
poem by Saint Thomas
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Sad Wings Of Destiny
Mournful, yet grand is the destiny of man. Believing he can look destiny in the eye, without so much as flinching. And only after having swallowed the seeds of fate, did he find, they grew into hate. Making what was once water to the faithful, turn to nothing more, than blood, before the eyes of an unbeliever. Of all that man has been, or in his vanity, may come to believe, destiny, after having granted his wishes, also gave him more than he perceived. For only by the work of his own two hands, could such suffering be achieved. Leading him to fight against his destiny, even though, he had no hope of victory. Like pantomimes of white, on a background of black, his destiny, appears as a silken thread, lost in an endless labyrinth of time. Never knowing, only death transforms life into a destiny, for only death has no need for time. Having denied love, he sealed his fate. Unable to find the meaning and never seeing the truth of life, that it may only be found with another, but not alone. Fear, merely encouraged his ignominy and transported him to the nether world, where he will at last, take his final flight, on the sad wings of destiny
poem by Eric Paeplow
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My Destiny Song
My destiny
I don't know much about because God never menioned
Where I will go through my destiny
But I have the feelings that in my destiny I will find so many surprises Each single day that I live my life here on the earth
What does the earth have to offer me?
Fresh food and fresh water every single day
What doors are open in that destiny?
I know that God will let me enter that doors in my destiny
But in every door that I go through I will find so many happy moments in My life
And also I have the feeling that God wants to see me happy
Friendship sometimes causes pain
Don't talk about hate
Don't spread hate over the internet
At the harbour I walk alone to get to that Island that is called Barbados
Barbados shine so bright and beautiful today
But in Barbados I shall fish the fish
To feed all the Barbadians
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A Poet's Introspection
Only Silence there, where I wait
as lonely as a star I remain among the melancholic planets,
I see the sky change it's place,
leaving me where I was….
my destiny was to remain silent, (It was my destiny to remain silent) ,
to inherit smoke, dirt and tears….
To write in the letters of smoke…
to disdain worldly pleasures….
beauty makes me ache….
pain soothes me dearly…
I do not want to cry in rhymes….
Suddenly
in the milky way a stray star,
goes on slaughtering the silence……
I realize,
It is not necessary to mourn destiny…..
poem by Sarang Mangi
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poem by Aidin Azarkerdar
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A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness; it teaches industry and thrift; above all it teaches entire trust.
quote by Gertrude Jekyll
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Choise Or Destiny?
Do you believe in destiny?
Did destiny lead you here to read this at this precise time?
Or would you rather call it some random decision
Uncontrolled by any external force
Poised on predestining your future?
Hmm!
I'm Intrigued by the overwhelming desire to sit and do nothing
To see the unchangeable handiwork of destiny unfold
But then you wouldn’t be here reading this
For I very much doubt it can type without me
Oh! Wait
Might it also be that I had no choice in the matter?
That I was predestined to write this for you to read?
Are my every deed justified by it therefore?
Or should I be justly rewarded accordingly?
Am I right?
To wail and scream vengeance when my loved one is unfairly taken from me?
Or consider the guilty the Judas of my Christ
Unfairly chosen by destiny to help bridge two chapters?
So then
if by destiny all will
Would I be right in not frowning upon
The evil wrought upon me and it instrument?
or accept love and good deeds bestowed on me
without being mindful of by whom it did come?
To say
That destiny is a result of a choice or lack of it
Be it your own or that of others which results
Because we are only allowed one chance at any individual time
Lest we would travel through time to right our wrongs
Or would that also be the work of destiny?
poem by Kobby King
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A Loser in Love
troubled feelings overcome me,
when I woke up in the morning today,
struck a very familiar face,
a face which I love,
a face which I hate,
a love that decapitated by a bad destiny,
irritation and regret which I think is when fate struck,
I wanted to rebel but fate is too strong shackles binding.
will continue like this?
as time went on, I kept detained,
bound by the bitter past, surrendered by destiny, because it's probably my destiny, be a loser,
A loser in love!
poem by R. Djefi Febian
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Enjoy and shout
Before you act, listen.
Before you react, think.
Before you spend, earn.
Before you criticize, wait.
Before you pray, forgive.
Before you quit, try… Earnest Hemingway
Time is an essence
Hardly can you wait for chance
Think for a while and it is gone
The works has to be done
No room to criticize
But yes scope to improvise
But if you wait
It may seal your fate
Time should not run out
There won't be then anything to talk about
You may try to learn
It may add only concern
If you wait for success
It may deny you the access
Time and tide wait for none
You are the master so strike as one
Shape the destiny
With the grace from almighty
If you have will power and strong resolve
You are sure to sail through and solve
You are the sailor
And you are the jailor
Keep all prisoners out
Have free mind cell to enjoy and shout
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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As Destiny Unfolds
There is always a choice to make
When two paths merge and life takes a break
For a split second, all things are one
As destiny and chaos collide once more
When two paths merge and life takes a break
No one will warn you that it is already to late
To change the path you have taken
As destiny and chaos collide once more
For a split second, all things are one
In that moment, you realize God will not be outdone
This place and time will no longer exist
As destiny and chaos collide once more
No one will warn you it is already too late
The first man and woman sealed your fate
Nothing can stop what was meant to be
As destiny and chaos collide once more
To change the path you have taken
The original spirit must reawaken
To be forsaken was never part of the master plan
As destiny and chaos collide once more
In that moment, you realize God will not be outdone
By now you realize that life is not a dry run
No second chances are guaranteed
As destiny and chaos collide once more
This place and time will no longer exist
And mankind is summarily dismissed
For failing to exercise discipline and reproof
As destiny and chaos collide once more
The first man and woman sealed your fate
The choice is no longer yours to make
What you do now is fruit of the poisonous tree
As destiny and chaos collide once more
Nothing can stop what was meant to be
Two paths have merged into life’s potpourri
The world is filled with to much hate
As destiny and chaos collide once more
The original spirit must reawaken
Or those waiting for the rapture will not be taken
It will all be for not in the end
As destiny and chaos collide once more
To be forsaken was never part of the master plan
The time has come to take a stand
What you do now repeats the past of long ago
As destiny and chaos collide once more
By now you realize that life is not a dry run
What has been will always return
As it was in ancient times, so it will be
As destiny and chaos collide once more
No second chances are guaranteed
No end in sight, no need to proceed
Since all you know will be forgotten
As destiny and chaos collide once more
And mankind is summarily dismissed
Because he labors for vanity
His soul adrift in a sea of confusion
As destiny and chaos collide once more
poem by Nettie Pennington
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The book of astrology
Once I bought a book of astrology
Which was used to confer my destiny
For so great my destiny was
I dared not to miss a single fact
The astrologer's book confided me to wait
Three precious, long days as a stake
'Then do what you want, ' it said
'You will every where meet success.'
So waited I, without thinking much, in belief
My greatest pleasure being relieved
Till the end of the day number three
When I would be a person of care free
At last the longing day slowly came
And my face was as clear as a pane
For my destiny was only at an arm's length from me now
Waiting for me to come as a storm
But when I reached my destiny's dwelling
My heart was filled with woeful yelling
For my destiny had fled with my adversary
And to whom should I blame for this tragedy?
poem by Henry Chen
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In Gratitude To My Destiny
had always toyed with
this idea we call destiny
is it some pre-programmed stuff?
is it scripted by me?
i could never decide
whenever i felt myself
an agent of some force
i became a mere toy
in the hands of destiny that
turned me into a spectator and
whenever the agent took back seat
i became the proud architect
of my destiny struttering around in glory
but
...still at times
when i no longer had
the nerve to take
just another wink
i wondered what it would be
if you were with me
and it's at these moments
i clearly see the invisible hand of
destiny waving her hand in victory
and giving me a wry smile at
my utter helplessness
this is how destiny
has charted its course
for me in this life...
is what i would tell myself
unwillingly, though...
no longer in youthful arrogance
i now see
what i'm is
what my destiny
doled out to me
in all its benevolence...
27sep2009
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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