Search Song
Search
For peace
Search
For some understanding
Search
For answers
That you are dying to know
Search for the truth
Because only the truth will set you free
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Search It
search anything
in your life
search any thing...
you search u got it...
you did not search
waste of life time...
you search any thing
any time search...
not only google.com
search all ways
what do u want...?
search it
the life is search only
you search your inner
you got many more...
search with you...
search the another's
and search the world...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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In Search Of Truth!
Religion, philosophy and science search for truth;
The approach of search of each may be different;
But the object of search for everyone is the same!
Religion by devotion tries to explore great truth;
Philosophy intellectually tries to know the truth;
Science experimentally tries to infer to know truth.
Spiritualists super-consciously explore to realize truth;
Mystics by Nature mysticism experience existing truth;
Poets using imagination explore the existence of truth!
Emotionally, intellectually and spiritually all try in life
To know, realize, experience and feel truth in all;
Understanding that is the main purpose of life for all!
Whatever be the approach of all in search of truth
Nature is the only link for everyone’s approach here!
poem by Ramesh T A
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I Search
I search for that something called an Identity
I search for the eternally dynamic being called 'me'
I search for that ever-elusive ray of Hope
That'll steady my walk on life's tightrope
I search for that stroke of Brilliance
That'll make me stand out among millions
I search for that much-needed Common Sense
That'll help me to decipher utter nonsense
I search for that slippery thing called Fame
That'll erase all my past memories of shame
I search for that quality called Tenacity
That'll help me cope with life's complexity
I search for that something called a Carefree Life
That'll remove me from worries and Danger's knife
I search for something called an Identity
And I still search for that being called 'me'
poem by Rony Patra
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Even As I Die It Will Continue To Go On
Back to building a website.
To put my ideas under my own design.
The internet is in the ages of all times.
Forever to be recorded so the kids of kids can remember it.
We must not forget
We must learn to forgive.
For injustices do not end with any other pretense.
If that make any sense.
Yes it does have relevance
Its not just more jargon to be heard.
By the crazy and the absurd.
In my constant drive I do not reach for the skies
But to understand the why.
The search goes on for truth and knowledge.
The search goes on for the true humanitarian.
The search goes on for a way to end all blood shed.
The search goes on for a way to eliminate all indifference.
The search goes on for the cures to diseases that remind us of how vulnerable we really are.
The search goes on.
Even as I die it will continue to go on.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Search For Me
Search for me with your nakedness and i will be ready for you,
Search for me with your mind and i will lead you on,
Search for me with your peace i will care for you,
Search for me with your kindness and i will humble you,
And like the cares of this world and the care of this life;
But, woe to those who call evil righteous.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Live good
Search You
Seach you...
Truley search you...
Same time
Safeley Love
And search with you...
Love with you
And search with you...
Live good...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Search the life
Life is
Search
Search life
Intresting to go on
You did not serch
Boor with boor...
In Internet yahoo search
Google search
Also thear...
Very for intresting...
Very good for using...
At net...
So...
Search your life
Safe with you...
You live your style too happy...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Search Will Never Stop
In the search of the truth their is always more question then answers.
You must use both your heart and head and find your truth.
For in what you see will not be the same as me.
Even as you find one their will be another question in its place to remain.
It is enough to drive one insane.
But in this pursuit you find the unexpected, and rejected.
In this pursuit you will find both sadness and happiness.
And with everything that is found their will be another possibility out their.
Which lead you to a forever continuation of your search.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Y' In Your Name?
The divining rod which is searching for water
Looks like a Y if you remember.
With your Y in all your life you will be a searcher,
Going on with an open mind for something newer.
Some of you will search for some new wisdom,
Some just for a newer flower blossom,
Big or small search all brings something new,
Even if you just search constantly for your keys, a tool or a screw.
If you choose to search for spiritual wisdom,
Your life can change for an everlasting stardom.
So, choose wisely how to use your Y,
Search for something useful, not just asking aimlessly, why?
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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It could be for C.P Sharma
We search for truth but would we know
if our quest met with success
Perhaps truth changes as we grow.
We can’t be sure so we must guess.
Maybe there is no absolute
unchanging truth that’s permanent.
So we adopt beliefs to suit
whatever seems convenient
That’s fits in with what we think we know.
Because we fail to recognise
What we’ve been taught my not be so.
Though in due course we realise.
The quest fir truth which we pursue
would seem to be man’s destiny.
Its something we were born to do.
To search for truth continually
Although it seems illogical
I offer you this theory
The truth is something personal.
My truth only applies to me.
Your truth is only true for you.
It’s just another theory
I have no way to prove it true.
although it could be possibly.
26/04/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I've Been Searching
the search is on
since time roosted
to the first eyelashes
of my youth
the search is on
for the most beautiful self that i am
that i must be
the search is still on
perhaps until the last wink
of my eyes
what is the best self that i can ever be?
it does not just depend on me
it depends on your response too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Paradoxal Saint
A sinner in search of a hideaway
A saint in search of a glorious prize
some call him broken
some call him names
The love of many has come to him
The hate of many has overcome him
Life has given him dreams
God has given him hope
A sinner in search of paradise
A saint in search of satisfaction
some call him spiritual
some call him dead
the broken truth of so many lies
the spoken truth of so many words
Life has given him lust
God has given him love
This strange paradox of saint and sinner
The strange irony of love and hate
poem by Branden Aeling
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Mind Masters
Search for attention and recognition;
Search for food, clothes and shelter;
Search for love with opposite gender.
Mind dictates the three for a compromise.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Early Works - Peace Of Mind
The mountains of life
their peaks are impossible to climb,
but climb we do
to the lower levels
in search of peace of mind.
The surface is rocky
foot holds are few and far between
like life’s long road
of strife and toil
that stretches its edge on everyday.
What are we looking for
on the green and fertile world
that surrounds us every mile?
Why do we search
every hidden crevasse of our uncharted mind
when the answer is already written?
We search for the impossible;
we search for peace of mind.
19 September 1981
poem by David Harris
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Search For God
you search for God
in holy books & spoken codeine
kneeling before tofu altars
of your own convenience
but what you search for
has never been lost!
cant be defined by rhetoric's shape,
cant be contained by names, sects, or creeds...
& cant be bought with plastic card faith...
what you search for
is the space
inside the shell
the place where the sound
of the ocean
abides in stillness
you are that shell!
what you search for
is already within you!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Three Hours
Three hours from sundown
Jeremy flies
Hoping to keep
The sun from his eyes
East from the city
And down to the cave
In search of a master
In search of a slave.
Three hours from london
Jacomos free
Taking his woes
Down to the sea
In search of a lifetime
To tell when hes home
In search of a story
Thats never been known.
Three hours from speaking
Everyones flown
Not wanting to be
Seen on their own
Three hours is needed
To leave from them all
Three hours to wonder
And three hours to fall.
Three hours from sundown
Jeremy flies
Hoping to keep
The sun from his eyes
East from the city
And down to the cave
In search of a master
In search of a slave.
song performed by by Nick Drake
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Free Through Eternity
Soft in the morning
Love without warning
Peace cause theres no disguising it
When its love you cant hide from it
Now I dont want to be the shadow
When you find your new life
I only want to hold you in the dead of night
You dont have to search for me
You dont have to set yourself free
You are free through eternity
Now I have learned to sing with a steady mind
Fill the void and pass the time
And face this ground and erase the blue
When I leave the scene it all comes down to you
You dont have to search for me
And you dont have to set yourself free
You are free through eternity
Now I know its gotta be hard to find
That blessed balance - that fine line
But turn around and bless me
Or let me go in peace
I can meet you halfway
And give you all you need
But you dont have to search for me
And you dont ever have to set yourself free
You are free
Through eternity
Eternity
Eternally
You are free eternally
You are free
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Half of Google's revenue comes from selling text-based ads that are placed near search results and are related to the topic of the search. Another half of its revenues come from licensing its search technology to companies like Yahoo.
quote by Eric Schmidt
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It Is...! ?
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poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Love
Love,
Is like the wind,
It passes by,
And leaves nothing,
Behind,
Just passes through,
My heart,
My soul,
And never let me,
Enjoy the feeling,
The sensation,
Of being cared for,
By someone,
Who really loves me.
Why is my life,
So desperate always?
Why is love,
Treating me,
So unkindly?
I look forever,
I search forever,
Look everywhere,
Search everywhere,
And all I end,
Up with is,
A love that,
Never lasts long.
My heart is a,
Heart of pain.
It has never,
Been able to love,
Someone longer,
Than it wants to.
I always love,
But does,
That person love me?
The answers,
To my questions,
Are always,
Painful,
And different to,
Take into term.
Am I suppose,
To search,
The rest of,
My lonely life?
Where will I go?
Where will I search?
I am tired,
Of searching,
And wondering,
Day by day.
Why must my heart,
Be all pain,
And none of love?
poem by Heather Noble
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