My Assumption Of An Attractive Passerby
so poetic
so divine in her ways
please paint me the way
my path is no longer
the path of peacefulness i desire
contentment in all
i wish to have
with every stroke
she paints me
she makes me, Me
creates me, Me
every mistake is flaw
every flaw is divine
her movements celestial
heavenly only to mine eye
an ode to an assumption
a passerby to my naked eye
gone forever
until again
she may be my passerby
poem by Eric Markisen
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Silence
The Time of rhymes,
Is past and gone,
Of joy and songs divine
Now sadness sets into my path,
And life's no longer mine,
The silent tears flow endlessly,
The rivers of my past,
And silently, I move away,
'Forever', did not last.
poem by Sandra Feldman
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The Baptism Of The 'One Worthy Of Love
Today, an Angel moves further down a path, Ordained since before birth;
Upon this day, we exalt with Her-and this magnificent mirth
Dwells all around us-evident in all that here, in this place, transpires;
This Baptism is wholly demonstrative of Heavenly Father's desires
And Empyreal Plan, for You, as well as His Beneficent Wants and Wishes, for You;
Thus, with this Baptism, Heavenly Father Lovingly relinquishes for You,
More and more of His Divinely Provident Love and Devotion, for You;
This day, whereupon there is a myriad of emotion, for You-
Know this, Angel of God: His love for Thee is boundless-
Though still, it does, and shall always and e'er, astound us!
Embrace this Blessed day, and all that are sure to follow,
As proof, that though You may feel less than whole, -closer to hollow-
Heavenly Father, and all His children, are here to indubitably show You
That: it has been our pleasure, and an honor, just to know You-
And be Blessed by, and through, Thine grace;
Think of this, Angel of God, whensoever the smile upon Thine face
May have want to alter from its Ordained visage:
Heavenly Father's True, Omnipresent Message,
Is that Thou art, by Him, and all His Children, e'er most Beloved;
Use this knowledge, to ensure that this prescience is ne'er removed;
This is Inspired Verity at all times, and in all ways;
You are always and e'er, held most coveted, upon all days;
Ne'er forget, 'One Worthy Of Love', Thine path is Divine-
As is the path of all His Children-included in this, is Mine!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Olney Hymn 11: Jehovah Our Righteousness
My God, how perfect are Thy ways!
But mine polluted are;
Sin twines itself about my praise,
And slides into my prayer.
When I would speak what Thou hast done
To save me from my sin,
I cannot make Thy mercies known,
But self-applause creeps in.
Divine desire, that holy flame
Thy grace creates in me;
Alas! impatience is its name,
When it returns to Thee.
This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts.
How does it overflow,
While self upon the surface floats,
Still bubbling from below.
Let others in the gaudy dress
Of fancied merit shine;
The Lord shall be my righteousness,
The Lord forever mine.
poem by William Cowper
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Passerby
I'm not crazy like my brother
but it's the way I choose
I don't hang around with a six pence
when I got everything to lose
would you bring me my money
and take from me all that I was worth
cause I wasn't worth nothing
and I wasn't yours
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay a while
cause it's been too long since you been around
sold out men from across the way
he thought he heard what he heard you say
hey now man your watch it shines
for the bid of a moment yeilds 40 times
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay while
don't you be a passerby
oh don't won't you sit down
and stay a while...
cause it's been too long since you been around
woman and little child
don't you be a passerby
I'm not crazy like my brother
but it's the way I choose
I don't hang around with a six pence
when I got everything to lose
would you bring me my money
and take from me all that I was worth
cause I wasn't worth nothing
and I wasn't yours
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay a while
cause it's been too long since you been around
sold out men from across the way
he thought he heard what he heard you say
hey now man your watch it shines
for the bid of a moment yeilds 40 times
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay while
don't you be a passerby
oh don't won't you sit down
and stay a while...
cause it's been too long since you been around
woman and little child
don't you be a passerby
I'm not crazy like my brother
but it's the way I choose
I don't hang around with a six pence
when I got everything to lose
would you bring me my money
and take from me all that I was worth
cause I wasn't worth nothing
and I wasn't yours
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay a while
cause it's been too long since you been around
sold out men from across the way
he thought he heard what he heard you say
hey now man your watch it shines
for the bid of a moment yeilds 40 times
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay while
don't you be a passerby
oh don't won't you sit down
and stay a while...
cause it's been too long since you been around
woman and little child
don't you be a passerby
I'm not crazy like my brother
but it's the way I choose
I don't hang around with a six pence
when I got everything to lose
would you bring me my money
and take from me all that I was worth
cause I wasn't worth nothing
and I wasn't yours
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay a while
cause it's been too long since you been around
sold out men from across the way
he thought he heard what he heard you say
hey now man your watch it shines
for the bid of a moment yeilds 40 times
oh don't you be a passerby
oh won't you sit down
and stay while
don't you be a passerby
oh don't won't you sit down
and stay a while...
cause it's been too long since you been around
woman and little child
don't you be a passerby
song performed by by Dispatch from Who Are We Living For?
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Jehovah Our Righteousness
(Jeremiah, xxiii.6)
My God, how perfect are Thy ways!
But mine polluted are;
Sin twines itself about my praise,
And slides into my prayer.
When I would speak what Thou hast done
To save me from my sin,
I cannot make Thy mercies known,
But self-applause creeps in.
Divine desire, that holy flame
Thy grace creates in me;
Alas! impatience is its name,
When it returns to Thee.
This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts.
How does it overflow,
While self upon the surface floats,
Still bubbling from below.
Let others in the gaudy dress
Of fancied merit shine;
The Lord shall be my righteousness,
The Lord forever mine.
poem by William Cowper
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Knowing Not what’s Ahead
I don’t know what lies ahead, so I look to my Savior instead,
The One Who bore a cross for me, to die a death at Calvary,
He, Who did that for me friend, knows how my path will end,
And so I’ll fix my eyes on Him, as He gives me peace within.
On every path that we trod, we must trust our Lord and God,
For on the path He has us go, our Lord’s desires shall show,
Where that path will end for us, as we follow our Lord Jesus.
And what the outcome will be, within the plan we cannot see.
The Plan of God we must embrace, while living out our days,
As children formed of but dust, an Eternal God we can trust,
For our Lord makes no mistake, on any path He has us take,
As all things work out for good, in His ways not understood.
Whether my path is bright or dim, I must always trust in Him,
He, Who knitted me in the womb, has set up, for me a room,
In His Father’s Home above, where Christ leads by His Love,
Love, He guides me in each day, even upon the darkest way.
Even if I choose my path in life, my way’s directed by Christ,
And upon every path taken, by my Lord I am never forsaken,
Who continues daily leading me, from this earth into Eternity,
Where all things will fall in place, when I see my Savior’s face.
(07/2011)
The absence of flaw in beauty is itself a flaw.
Havelock Ellis in Impressions and Comments (1914)
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The Paths
The path to destruction is invisible,
It is travelled on by the wise,
Giving an enterprise to behold,
Like a gesture too meek.
The paths are long and hard,
In one complete stroke you have moved,
In a single movement the damage is received
As the paths lead to roads leading to fatigue.
This path we allow on the rest of the world
Is narrow and far too long to achieve,
Success needed wending like a path,
A meandering path carried a difference.
Only a road is higher than a path
For it is tortuous in a full condition,
Its heavenly splendour is exciting
Like the eating of apples attached to a tree.
poem by Naveed Akram
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God Spoke To Me Today
God spoke to me today, and said:
'Perhaps you wonder My Child, why you were once dead:
Upon the day where I caused that you died,
I wanted to impart to you, the import of Pride,
And ensure you and the world, entire
Knew, in no uncertain terms, it has always been My Desire
To use you, one of My Most Belov'd,
To show all around you-in all ways-Love;
All that you were lacking at the time of your death,
Right up to the point where you took your erstwhile last breath-
Was enough Humility to properly prepare for your Path;
Now, Beloved Child of Mine, thou hath
All that is needed, to share your Gift with the world-
Now, YOUR Most Beloved, may come to see all that I Unfurled,
For you both, as a Most Favored Couple;
I know Child, the Path has been less than subtle,
Yet, henceforth, the Path I have Divined
Will be shown to all, and you and She will be Combined
For all Eternity-first on Earth, then with Me;
You may inquire: 'Father, how may this be? '-
To which I shall Proffer Providence, as Proof
To all who now, or ever, remain aloof,
As to what My Path for you, and all YOU Love Most-
THIS is MY Truth-only I, The Most Gracious Host,
May Pre-Determine, or otherwise make to be,
All that IS, and SHALL BE-nay sayers only take, from Me-
Their OWN Faith, NOT Mine, in You-
You have suffered long and much; I Gift You now, all You are due-
For YOUR Faith in Me, an in each other;
You covet Her as a Sister, and She covets Thee, as a Brother;
Through each of your travails, though separate
You each were-all was made through Me, ameliorate-
For you each, as o'er many Earthly years;
As you become more as One, through all the tears-
Despite all the trepidation, despite all the fears,
You each must now hold-MY Kingdom cheers
Both of You on this Divine Path, now Proffered to Thee;
Obligation is owed to each other, for Your Faith and Fortitude;
Share with each other, this Humble Gratitude-
And as You have thusly, give Glory also, to Me! '
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Danger Of Writing Defiant Verse
And now I have another lad!
No longer need you tell
How all my nights are slow and sad
For loving you too well.
His ways are not your wicked ways,
He's not the like of you.
He treads his path of reckoned days,
A sober man, and true.
They'll never see him in the town,
Another on his knee.
He'd cut his laden orchards down,
If that would pleasure me.
He'd give his blood to paint my lips
If I should wish them red.
He prays to touch my finger-tips
Or stroke my prideful head.
He never weaves a glinting lie,
Or brags the hearts he'll keep.
I have forgotten how to sigh-
Remembered how to sleep.
He's none to kiss away my mind-
A slower way is his.
Oh, Lord! On reading this, I find
A silly lot he is.
poem by Dorothy Parker
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A true guide
I love to stay with you forever
Because from you I have learnt
To ignore my weakness and accomplish
My task handsomely
You have guided me to attain my aim
Your guidance is like a lamp in the midway
Lest the passerby should stumble
Your nature is like a shadowy tree
Under it I am relieved of my fatigue
In your beautiful eyes,
I see an ocean of love surging for me
On your lips, I hear only my name
You have changed the course of my life
You have led me to the right path
You have taught me how to face the challenges in life
You are an integral part of my life
You are my never failing consience.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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On That Path
I'm on that path,
So was my mother,
I'm on that path,
Just like my brother.
I'm on that path,
I didn't know my father,
I'm on that path,
And i am the master.
I'm on that path,
upon the good, straying from evil.
I'm on that path-
There is no cheating.
I'm on that path,
God knows i need him.
I'm on that path,
and i hope i'm never leaving ;)
the HEARTbraker
poem by Madina Morr
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Deity Mother Vavroovahana Patra
Mother Mangala shows the right path;
Is the light of Earth.
Makes us healthy, wealthy;
With Divine Desire we be love worthy.
Life passes peacefully;
With heavenly Desire we live gaily.
Difficult problems are solved easily;
Chant hymns devotionally.
Mother’s light of love pervades in all creatures;
Fulfills our desires.
I surrender on the cosy feet;
She is a Brook of Delight.
Mother is our love affection;
Is the Deity of creation.
Pray her day and night;
She is an Ocean of Delight.
I behold mother everywhere;
She is the Operator of Nature.
Is the Deity of Deities;
Is our Almighty.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Power Rangers Porno Thunder
There's a red light in the distance
See them cumming closer
All legal ages
Ready for any passerby
Always please you right
Hot desire for you all night
Power Rangers make us roar
Power Rangers score
Show us all those erotic games
Everybody wins!
Power Rangers Porno Thunder
Ecstasy is ours forever more!
Always please you right
Hot desire for you all night
Always please you right
Hot desire for you all night
Porno Rangers you win
Giving pleasure from within
Ecstasy is ours forever more!
Power Rangers Porno Thunder rules!
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Looking For A Lightening Bolt
Who knows the path of lightening
As it hurtles through the sky
Who knows the source of power
As I lift my hands up high
There is a God in heaven above
And man who dwells below
There is a source of power
Upon man that God bestows
The Word of God, the cry of man
Creates a path to God above
And heaven's glory and its power
Comes down this path of heavenly love
If you will create this path
For lightening to touch down
Read His word and speak to Him
And you'll find He's all around
For the darkness of the night sky
Is shattered by the Light
That illuminates the souls of men
And of Him there's none so bright
To speak to You is heavens food
It is manna from above
It is rivers in the desert
It is soul sustaining love
poem by Frank McEleny
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O My Valentine
In the heart of mine
You dwell as Divine
O my valentine!
O my valentine!
Like a drunkard's wine
Like a patient's pine
You remain with me always
O my valentine.
Nothing in this world is mine
But you, o my valentine
From whom seperation would be my death
Or, else, at least the broken path;
On which I cannot go back or ahead
With a heart full of your love's pangs
For your memory will eat my head
And my body will feel my inner soul's bangs.
Where the true lovers ultimately meet
The very place after my death I'll seek
In case I lost my love in this world
Which never lets the lover's desires fulfilled.
You, the soul of my soul
Are not less than my goal
Which I'm toiling to win
By fair means or sin.
With you only would be my life better
With some other not more than a fetter
Where one is kept against his will
Where one is forced to swallow the pill.
Yet, I believe in the Divine
Let me not interfere the ways of Him
For, He'll set everything right
O my valentine, o my valentine.
poem by Indresh Kumar
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Divine You
Life is like an open book
It can take you anywhere
Sometimes you wonder where it will lead you
Yes it’s difficult to stay on track
Diversion a huge mistake
But you learn from this
And you get back on to
the straight and the narrow
With divine intervention
Years of confusion
You find yourself,
Who you are,
Where you belong
You realise your purpose
Divine you
You learn to love yourself for who you are
The road does not seem so difficult anymore
Your true name finally shedding light
Nobility running through your veins
does not stir you
Now that you know your path
You chase Almighty,
Spirituality
Basking in His light
He in turn opens his doors for you
How uplifting
poem by Persian Khushi
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With Every Flaw And Blemish Shown
Even if I stood completely naked,
You would not accept...
My willing preparedness to be inspected.
You would think I had something to hide...
Or deny.
Something to try to lie about!
And with every flaw and blemish shown,
You would still believe...
I had 'something' up my sleeve unknown.
I've have always been comfortable,
Within my own skin.
Naked or clothed that's how it has been!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From Night And Day
IN THE WORKSHOP
Dim watery lights gleaming on gibbering faces,
Faces speechful, barren of soul and sordid,
Huddled and chewing a jest, lewd and gabbled
insidious:
Laughter, born of its dung, flashes and floods like sunlight,
Filling the room with a sense of a soul lethargic and kindly,
Touches my soul with a pathos, a hint of a wide desolation.
II
I saw the face of God to-day,
I heard the music of His smile,
And yet I was not far away,
And yet in Paradise the while.
I lay upon the sparkling grass,
And God's own mouth was kissing me,
And there was nothing that did pass
But blazed with divinity.
Divine-divine-upon my eyes,
Upon mine hair-divine--divine,
The fervour of the golden skies,
The ardent gaze of God on mine.
III
Then snake I to the tree, '
Were ye your own desire
What is it ye would be?'
Answered the tree to me,
'I am my own desire,
I am what 1 would be.
' If you were your desire
Would you lie under me,
And see me as you see?'
'I am my own desire
While I lie under you,
And that which I would be
Desire will sing to you.'
IV
I wander-I wander-0 will she wander here
Where'er my footsteps carry me I know that she is near,
A jewelled lamp within her hand and jewels in her hair ;
I lost her in a vision once and seek her everywhere.
My spirit whispers she is near, I look at you and you :
Surely she has not passed me, I sleeping as she flew.
I wander-I wander, and yet she is not here,
Although my spirit whispers to me that she is near.
poem by Isaac Rosenberg
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Whatever You Thought of Me As the Messenger
Shun me more than once you've done.
And criticized me in front of everyone.
You are the only one now left stunned.
By all of the evilness...
With a vindictiveness upon you that comes.
And a Sun you chose to ignore,
Darkens any light slipping away from your door.
Whatever you thought of me as the messenger...
Did not block the message.
Even though you believed,
Not reading it would stop it!
I've been assigned to deliver...
Any innovation The Divine creates.
And misunderstanding that has been your mistake!
Not mine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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