Epigram 101
To the Almighty Creator we believe with faith
To Him we pray to merit us the better fate
But if a strong, healthy person such so lazy
Relies only from somebody to feed him if hungry
To starvation if that person dies, that's total defeat
And that's not Almighty Creator's given fate
poem by Ency Bearis
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Those Who Pray And Fake Faith
Faith is what it takes,
To conquer over inner fears.
Those who pray and fake faith...
Fool themselves.
Not The Creator.
To walk in faith to let go and let God,
Handle the business of guiding and correcting...
Leads one to witness the power of The Almighty.
Those hiding behind their shallow wants and wishes,
Repeatedly face opposition with a taste of chaos.
Faith is what it takes,
To conquer over inner fears.
Those who pray and fake faith...
Fool themselves.
Not The Creator.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Nothing From Their Greed To Learn
There are those,
Holding onto false hope...
The days of their materialistic ways,
Will return.
With nothing from their greed to learn.
And sad they are who pray to God...
On bended knees,
Pleading...
For opportunities,
To feed their selfish needs.
And demanding with a faith that's fake...
As if God is just 'there'
To deliver and please!
As if God is 'not' the Creator.
An 'entity' absent of thought.
Without knowledge of their misdeeds.
The Almighty knows...
Everything on this Earth that is done.
No matter if 'we' decide...
To open or close our eyes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elias
As white as a snow,
So calm as the sea;
Early as possible you came into the world like,
Easily Lived In Accorded Scriptures.
Elias, you are the blessed one of my dreams;
And your strength is with the Creator!
Like the words delivered by a malak of Yahweh.
May Father Yahweh Almighty bless you and keep you,
For your name will always be remembered;
Elias, Elias! May you see glory and,
Your nose will always be remembered too.
As white as the snow,
So calm as the sea;
Enter into the world so sweet with,
Your directions from the Creator.
You are very different from the others,
And your position on this earth is well prepared ahead!
May the Creator Almighty bless you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Is that creator in you?
Let their sun rise to them from our west,
Let the doubtful ignorance be cleared as the mist,
Let the program on every chip be our tips,
Let our people wake up in pleasant hand shake.
The old civilizations and new world in Pacific Ocean,
The same old genes of first generation peaceful human,
The chart of nomenclature with variant faith, dream and color,
under the great grand name of Human, the creator.
The creator of the fire for the food,
The creator of tools for the growth,
The creator of mechanics for the transport,
The creator of electricity for the comfort,
The creator of magnificent diodes,
The creator of tiny humble chips,
The creator of laptop and internet,
The creator of wars based on faith,
The creator of ignorance,
To destroy all these intelligence.
Let the creator of peace in you evolve,
to teach the destroyers who revolve,
to reach those hearts that tremble,
Let us have the peace that triumphs.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Whatever a person may pray for, that person prays for a miracle. Every prayer comes down to this - Almighty God, grant that two times two not equal four.
quote by Ivan Turgenev
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Peace, Be Still
Petrified in the boat they were panicking
as the waves of the sea came cascading in.
You awoke Lord and commanded the sea.
'Be still, ' You said with such authority.
'What manner of man is this' they cried
amazed as they saw the wind and waves subside.
The storm was quelled and the wind did cease
The Almighty obeyed, they were left in peace.
Mightier than the raging and tempestuous sea.
Mightier than the clashing thunderstorm is He.
The Almighty One is The Sovereign Lord
and wind and wave have to obey His word.
You were there Almighty God before life began
as the creator of heaven, earth and man.
The Alpha and Omega Whose work is done.
The Son of God and the Almighty One.
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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Today... 'The Almighty
Petrified in the boat they were panicking
as the waves of the sea came cascading in.
You awoke Lord and commanded the sea
'Be still, ' You said with great authority.
'What manner of man is this' they cried
amazed as they saw the wind and sea subside.
The storm was quelled and the wind did cease
The Almighty obeyed, they were left in peace.
Mightier than the raging and tempestuous sea.
Mightier than the clashing thunderstorm is He.
The Almighty One is The Sovereign Lord.
and wind and wave have to obey His word.
You were there Almighty God before life began
as the creator of heaven, of earth and man.
The Alpha and Omega Whose work is done.
The Son of God and the Almighty One.
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It is Inhumane…
It is inhumane for a man or a woman
To think that he or she can own another person
It is ungodly for such a monster to fathom
That he or she can own the Kingdom.
In the eyes of the Creator
All men and women are created equal.
Belittling or bullying another creature
Of the Almighty is an abominable horror.
It is sinful to inferiorize one another
We are all the offspring of Mother Nature.
We are all related by the air
That we breathe and by the spirit in our soul.
poem by Hebert Logerie (16 January 2012)
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Prajapati or prajapita
Can potter ever slaughter?
His own work as creator
He is called father of mankind
And go on making shapes of different kind
He is also known as clay maker
Another name given for him as "prajapita"* or creator
As almighty creates entire human race
You may find with him pots of different shapes
Not all the pots survive
As not all the children live
In this world and meet the fate
Some may come early and some may come late
You will not find single person of same appearance
Even if found it will be one in million chance
You can never find identical nose and face
Where as there is limited scope to make it from base
How can we forget our own creator?
Who has given us everything as our real mentor?
If all his creations survive successfully
Then there won't be any place left to love peacefully
Many pots break during process
Many break while finding access
Yet some of them come out to find the world
Remind us of power that has been lying in his fold
Not only he is known for his creative work
But exclaimed for exemplary show pieces work
His hand moves without any measurement
To be precise and near to precision instrument
I love to praise his ability to shape
He has no thesis or roads on the map
It is purely human instinct to perfection
The art pieces speak of excellent action
* Prajapati or prajapita…. The father of human race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The creator is both detached and committed, free and yet ensnared, concerned but not too much so. If motivation is too strong the person is blinded if the objective situation is too tightly structured, the person sees none of its alternative possibilities.
quote by Robert Macleod
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What Can One Person Do
(n. rodgers/g. smith)
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
Ill never stop
Im too strong for that
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Everyones gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Dont be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
Im tellin you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That Im gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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So many reasons
Incidentally we are God fearing persons
We have strong belief with so many reasons
It is broadly interwoven in complete mind
There is no pace for less scope for thoughts to find
Incidentally we are God fearing persons
We have strong belief with so many reasons
It is broadly interwoven in complete mind
There is no pace for less scope for thoughts to find
Faith sometimes compel us to depend on fate
We express helplessness and openly state
“Nothing is in our hand” as it is not destined
And we mutely agree to the things already imagined
Even highly educated people tend to bow down
They may curse themselves even if fault is not their own
This can be considered as a escapist tendency
One can only cut sorry figure and feel pity
We are for sure that only almighty is powerful
The life can end with consequence so sorrowful
This gives rise to faith blindness to succumb
Person never tries contest and remain mute and dumb
In one way it is good not to fight against unfavorable condition
It advises you to observe restraints and reserve the ammunition
It is nice to leave certain things for comfortable feeling
You might be certainly not for in or unwilling
If thing turn in your favor, you may pray god for success
You may even try to reason out for easy access
This has all happened due to luck and fate
Only fortune arrived in time from lucky gate
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: When God’s Our Friend
You fear the Lord and He will spare His rod;
Have faith in Him and He will shower Grace;
Accept to be a believer of God,
And like the sun, so too will shine your face.
Believe in Him, although He is unseen;
But look for Him in all things He has made;
Just pray to Him and on His help you lean;
Praise Him; thank Him, till from this world we fade.
Never worry for He never forsakes;
He is the Almighty God and Creator;
With Him as Guide, big problems turn small aches;
To all our needs, He’ll certainly cater.
When God’s our Friend, who can against us win?
Devils are on the run, so is our sin!
6-15-2001
poem by John Celes
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Eternal Creation
The Parent’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to the child; but to irrefutably ensure that the infant was nourished with their breath and blood till the time it could unflinchingly fend for its symbiotic survival; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created them for,
The Sun’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to light; but to irrefutably ensure that the rays optimistically enlightened even the most infinitesimally lugubrious cranny of remorsefully cloistered earth; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Rose’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to fragrance; but to irrefutably ensure that the majestic resplendence ebulliently blossomed into the lives of countless haplessly beleaguered and bereaved; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Peak’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to victory; but to irrefutably ensure that the royal triumph peerlessly massacred even the most ethereal iota of devilishness form this Universe; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
Nature’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to newness; but to irrefutably ensure that the evolution metamorphosed every bit of egregiously stagnating ghoulishness into a sky of rhapsodic freshness; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Cloud’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to rain; but to irrefutably ensure that the water stupendously ignited vivaciously iridescent life in every ingredient of hopelessly dying soil; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Conscience’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to truth; but to irrefutably ensure that the righteousness insuperably conquered every trace of diabolical lies on earth and the atmosphere; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Ocean’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to salt; but to irrefutably ensure that the tanginess wonderfully illuminated every treacherously spiceles and deliriously lackadaisical moment of life; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Poet’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to fantasy; but to irrefutably ensure that the dream spellbindingly impregnates the winds of Omnipotent romance into monotonously monstrous robots; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created him for,
The Lip’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to smiles; but to irrefutably ensure that the happiness altruistically perpetually perpetuates into every dwelling incarcerated in chains of murderous gloom; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Rainbow’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to vividness; but to irrefutably ensure that the color timelessly enshrouded every gruesomely befriended orphan; miserably deteriorating on the globe; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The Shadow’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to tranquility; but to irrefutably ensure that the peacefulness granted celestial reprieve to every bizarrely estranged soul squandering on this Universe; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created it for,
The philanthropist’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to unity; but to irrefutably ensure that the oneness miraculously coalesced every spuriously staggering and cold-bloodedly fighting caste; creed and tribe into the unassailable religion of humanity; was what the Almighty Creator had eternally created him for,
The wind’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to freedom; but to irrefutably ensure that the liberation unequivocally freed every element of torturously enslaved earth till times immemorial; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,
The night’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to sensuality; but to irrefutably ensure that the passion brilliantly transformed every speck of infertility into the chapters of everlastingly Omniscient procreation; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,
The eyelash’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to flirtation; but to irrefutably ensure that the mischief serenely catapulted every fretfully frenetic organism into realms of impeccable childhood; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,
The soldiers job just doesn’t end at giving birth to martyrdom; but to irrefutably ensure that the valor to timelessly serve the mothersoil; throbbed fearlessly in every chest; even centuries after his veritable death; was what the Almighty Creator had created him for,
The breath’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to life; but to irrefutably ensure that the exultation inexhaustibly transcended over; even the most inane anecdote of baseless corruption and demeaning death; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for,
And the heart’s job just doesn’t end at giving birth to Love; but to irrefutably ensure that the compassionate togetherness tirelessly bonded the entire planet into a paradise of Omnipresently unshakable strength; was what the Almighty Creator had created it for…
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poem by Nikhil Parekh
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Show Me That Scripture
Those restricting their existence,
To live within limits...
Are foolish if they believe,
The Creator of abundance...
Follows this same philosophy.
Especially,
When there are so many different varieties of life.
So many diverse species,
Inhabiting without being given an approval...
From another,
What their perception is to accept as right.
To control by 'assumptions'.
That are dictated through interpretation...
By those showing an exposed hypocriscy.
And a 'lunacy' obvious and clearly exposed.
If 'this' is what the Creator choose...
Myth as it is known to be documented,
Would not have taken The Almighty years to achieve...
Such a diverse way to destroy what God created in seven days.
IF those who quote from 'myths' knew 'anything...
About what GOD wants!
And I am sure The Creator did not intend,
For fools to dictate human policy and rule!
Show me that scripture.
It needs to be notorized!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Man's Life
The things that take place in a man's life sometimes affect his children,
That is why it is better to do the right thing always in life;
Because the ball thrown against the wall sometimes bounces back to us!
Being tried and tested,
And being abused in the forest of the tigers! !
But the Creator is always there for us all on this earth that we live in.
A man's life,
Instead of bronze i will bring you gold for your love;
But in all things, let us first give thanks to the Creator Almighty.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Feed Them!
Plenty of fertile land,
In every host and guest,
Plenty of much needed grains,
In every other country,
We have enough food to feed,
But People are hungry.
One billion in total,
Seven tenth of them in Asia,
People have no money,
People have no man created money,
They sleep in hungry,
People have no mint created coins,
To buy the food to evade pain,
To fill their acidic stomach,
Every six person on earth,
One person is skeletal,
With haunted look,
One hundredth of them,
In the developed world,
shame on the hypocrites,
who hold back and destroy the food.
Gods of human, Feed them.
Gods of heaven, Feed them.
Gods of hell, Feed them.
Singular God of the desert,
Please feed them.
with the food to the poor
and the knowledge to the ignorant,
who are recalcitrant in nature,
selling the Gods to human.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Dog saved child
I bow my head to faithful animal
Who saved a new born girl child on arrival?
Left in isolated place to be claimed by none
Only pigs and vultures were waiting for it alone
Little dog heard the infant’s voice
Rushed to the scene without any choice
The child was moving the legs
There was nothing on her such as name tag
Totally left in wilderness at god’s mercy
Not by any human but dog felt pity
Raised alarm by barking loud
People in near by huts were sleeping sound
She must be by now few minutes old
Her parents may really be stone hearted and bold
The child was deserted and left at her fate
There are no enough words to state
People rushed to the site
It was about to be day light
What a lovely child to look at?
Waiting to meet the cruel fate!
The child was wrapped in dirty rag
Even though was a healthy and moving leg
Real credit was earned by a faithful dog
The child could have been eaten away in fog
Some of the acts are always appreciated
They deserved to be highlighted and narrated
It gives shining example of what should have been done
If not done then what precaution should have been taken
Her parents may be brave one
Even if for unmarried girl this act should not have been done
It is life granted by almighty, the creator
We are here to look after and act as care taker
Any human being may feel good
Animals otherwise are hungry for food
The great damage would have been done to child
Thank god she was taken to near by hospital and saved
*The story was published in one of daily newspaper here* worth taking note of *
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I believe today that my conduct is in accordance with the will of the Almighty Creator.
quote by Adolf Hitler
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