The marriage day
Marriage in human life
Brings a man a wife
And a woman a husband
Who make their lives grand
It adds honour to one’s personality
And brings clarity to our duty
It brings joy to the bride, groom
And to every body in the betrothal room
It is not to unite two bodies
But to ignite two souls
It may give the couple a son
Who shines as bright as the sun
It may give them a daughter
Who is as useful as water
And makes their lives better
Why don’t we celebrate it on twitter?
We may celebrate it in peculiar ways
In different countries
The rituals may be variant
But the bond should be permanent
Marriage makes the two people one
And makes their life a fun
It makes the civilization run
Why don’t we publicize it as much as we can?
poem by Venkata Lakshmi Narasimharao
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Cherish Her
If she's the one you love and trust,
Who lives within your heart,
Then cherish her, for this you must,
Your true love to impart!
For love compels us to respond
To all we're meant to be,
Not just today, but far beyond,
For all eternity!
That's why God wants us at our best,
Not coasting throughout life...
And if a man seeks to be blessed,
He cherishes his wife...
Forgiveness heals the burdened soul,
To free it from despair...
And yet more blessed is self-control
And when two hearts can share.
Togetherness brings happiness
And riches more than gold,
Such that contented souls confess
The joys they have and hold.
So cherish her, your other half,
Who makes your life so sweet!
With every smile and every laugh,
She makes your life complete!
Let others envy, near or far,
The beauty in your lives
And let your marriage set the bar
For husbands and their wives...
Not all are married happily,
We strive to make it so...
God tells us daily, love's the key...
The rest is ours to know...
poem by Denis Martindale
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He Makes The Things Between Us To Be True (Collins Sestets)
I am set to love God more than anybody
His principles, character lives in me
the very essence of love is such
that one cannot love a person overmuch,
He makes the things between us to be true
which brings His love to that in me and you.
My joys are many, my sorrows are few
and every day with you is something new
while to me you are much more than a friend
the depth of our feelings is without end,
He makes the things between us to be true
which brings His love to that in me and you.
Daily I only want to love you more,
being together with you that I adore
with you small hand in mine on life's pathway
while we constantly head to the new day,
He makes the things between us to be true
which brings His love to that in me and you.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Money is Great
Whole thing is that,
Money is great.
Money makes you here go;
Money makes you there go;
Money makes the mare go;
Money makes the share go.
Whole thing that money is great.
Money makes the business go;
Money makes the easiness go;
Money brings you luxury;
Money makes you merry.
Whole thing is that money is great
Money gives nice sound;
Money brings people around;
Money brings wine, beer;
Money brings all the cheer.
Whole thing is that money is great
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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The Love Is My Wealth
The love is my wealth
It lives in my breath
It gives me the faith
It gives me the reason
To believe again
The love means to forgive
It washe our souls
It gives us the hope
And the promise of the new day
IT brings the peace to our painful and tired hearts
The love gives us
the reason to begin over again
It brings the peace to our tired souls
To ease the flame of our heart's pain
It gives us a push to run again
To stand up again and again
And never to knee down
It makes everything around us bright
It give us wings to fly at the blue sky
It take away the
the tears and the fears
It makes us find the small point of the light
At the dark of the night
To guide us to the endless light
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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True Marriage
Your reticence speaks that all
What you never reciprocate at all.
Though you are tied with someone else,
My love is fixed and never grows less.
Marriage is a bond and a beautiful cage,
Which makes us a prisoner and a slave.
But love is a bird, O' dear, of infinite sky,
Knows no bound and flies very high.
Nuptial cord fastens only bodies, and not hearts,
Where lie our souls, the men's immortal parts.
Our body is earthly, but the soul the heaven's due;
Body lies here, but the soul with heaven does glue.
Marriage unites bodies and love unites souls;
Death is bodies' divorce, but not that of souls.
If union of souls our true marriage be,
You must admit you have betrothed to me.
Deathless is my love ye need know,
And till eternity it will glow.
poem by Rajpal Singh
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My Son has taught me how much God loves me
When I look in Eljay’s eyes with love, it makes me remember how much love God has for me
The way my son gives me joy with his smile makes me know how much I cause a smile in the Father’s face
Or when I would play with my son, I want to make sure we bond
I know right there and then, God desires to bond with me as well
Or when I feed my son whenever he cries or when it is time makes me feel how much God anticipate my needs
Or how much my baby depends on me and my husband makes me feel how much God is dependable in every area of my life
Or when I feel how perfect my son is makes me remember how much God sees me as his perfect daughter simply because I am his own
poem by Claire Ann Pajo Sansolis
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Love - Mad And Mature
Mad love leads to terrorism
Mature love gets to Gandhism
Mad love makes one wicked
Mature love makes life sublime
Mad love kindles body
Mature love ennobles the soul
Mad love binds the spirit
Mature love releases the bond
Mad loves brings pain
Mature love provides pleasure
Mad love breeds acrimony
Mature love brings harmony
Mad love hinders progress
Mature love helps success
Discard mad love, develop mature love
Make life pleasant and world a happy house!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Is Marriage A Drama?
In the name of culture drama is played to conduct marriage!
Bridegroom embraces priesthood and goes on pilgrimage;
Bride’s father stops and offers him his daughter for marriage!
He ties a yellow thread round her neck with three knots
Pledging security to parents, bride and children before fire
And the married couple lives together till the end of time!
For this event the bride waits for months together in suspense!
In life too if one difficulty is over it’s forgotten in happiness
Not knowing that another difficulty is waiting to be faced soon!
Life goes on with crises and solutions till salvation is attained!
Difficulties, suspenses and solutions at last are quite common;
Despite crises living together by God’s grace is bliss here!
Dramatic cultural life makes one bear joy and sorrow same way
And surmount ocean of life like the ship moves on up and down!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Wonderful Rain
The tiny drops of water,
which come from the sky,
which give us all a smile,
is our wonderful rain.
The feeling of chillness,
that the rain brings with it,
makes us all wanna go,
oh i want to dance in the rain.
The feeling of the wetness,
when the drops fall on you,
it makes you feel that,
your a part of the rain.
The children play their boats,
in the small puddles of the rain,
this makes them smile,
cause rain brings a smile to everyones face.
Rain is a sign from the god upon us,
to be happy and smile all the time.
poem by Geet Asher
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Time (part 2) .
time starts with a new borns first breath,
time ends with someones death,
time makes you win or loose,
time makes you choose,
time is forever,
time keeps a relationship together,
time always changes,
time goes thru stages,
time is like a book it turns pages,
time gives you a raise in your wages,
time sometimes makes you a drug addict,
time helps you break the habit,
time makes you friends and enemies,
time brings back memories,
time is unpredictable,
time is unforgetable,
time gives you life,
time makes you husband and wife.
1/09/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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Love Is Devout
The daily fight.
The human souls ignite.
The fire burns in the twilight.
Stars so bright.
God please, give me your might.
Your strength. I promise I'll wait.
Does my heart have what it takes.
The true divine.
Drinking some red wine.
Celebrate life, celebrate death.
Celebrate this worlds mess.
Only confess when you truly need forgiveness.
The daily fight.
The human soul ignite.
The fire burns in the twilight.
Stars so bright.
God please give me your might.
Patients, sir I salute you for having such courage.
On the brink.
Can you feel the energy surge.
Splurge, control yourself,
and you want the most for
it could make you into a forever haunting ghost.
So carefully tip toe.
Cause eggshells are just below your feet.
And you could slip as you run you know.
Waiting can be constant agony.
Its driving me right into the clouds.
Come hell or high water
I shall be devout.
You are forever mine even as time passes by.
I don't care how or why.
There will be no compromise.
Love lasts even after you die.
The daily fight.
The human soul ignites.
The fire burns in the twilight.
Stars so bright.
Oh oh tonight god please give me your might.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Pain I Can Control
The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..
The Real Meaning Of Christmas
Christmas brings lights that lighten every alley.
Christmas fills the void of each heart's saddened valley.
Christmas brings Santa with surprising gifts of toys.
Christmas brings laughter to mainly girls and boys.
Christmas brings carols sung by mellifluous voices.
Christmas brings fantasies that suit many choices.
Christmas adds glamour to the choicest street's splendour.
Christmas emits fun with its rare yuletide colour.
Christmas makes sad faces to beam with unfeigned smiles.
Christmas brings seasonal joy travelling several miles.
Christmas brings hope to the annually despondent.
Christmas brings Christ, ever in our hearts resident.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (9 December 2018)
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Family
there is nothing as great as can be
than to spend time with family
the love of family makes life worthwhile
they're always there with a good word and smile.
this special bond of family brings us closer to god you see
it makes us thankful for all we have
and all that we can give
to help others so that they can live.
so during the times of celebration and we
make plans of things to do.
let us not forget the one who has given us this day
no one can take that away.
and at this time of year with thanksgiving
and christmas cheer
i thank the lord up above
for my family and their love.
there are so many boys and girls who
have grown up in abusive ties.
that they choose to live a lie.
and tell others that everything was ok
and that with them they would stay.
they have no where that they could go
to escape the aches and pains
and to them life remains the same.
so let us open our hearts and see what we can do
to get them out of their solitude.
let them see what family life should be
without all that misery
give all that you could possibly give
so that these children could live.
poem by Louis Rams
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DEPRESSION Makes me.......
Depression makes me feel pain
Depression makes me stupid
Depression makes me feel low
Depression makes me mad
Depression makes me sad
Depression makes me forget world
Depression makes me tensed
Depression makes me lose self control
Depression makes me hate everyone
Depression makes me think over and over
Depression makes me feel lonely
Depression makes me think wild
Depression makes me worthless
Depression makes me sick
What does Depression give me?
When it runs high…
It will make me Die - REST IN PEACE…
poem by Annie Juliet
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Depression Makes Me
depression makes me feel pain
depression makes me stupid
depression makes me feel low
depression makes me mad
depression makes me sad
depression makes me forget the world
depression makes me tensed
depression makes me lose self control
depression makes me hate everyone
depression makes me think over and over
depression makes me feel lonely
depression makes me think wild
depression makes me worthless
depression makes me sick
what does depression give me?
when it runs high…
it will make me die - rest in peace…
poem by Tashi Coote
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The magic that the love brings
The love flows like a volcano to our hearts.
the love dumps unexplained feelings to our hearts.
the love takes away the huge loneliness, tobring the tender to our hearts.
the love brings the sweet emotions, to take away the sadnessfrom our hearts.
it takes away the cold and raining nights, withthe warmth that it brings.
it makes us feel that we are flying at the blue skies with magic that it makes.
it makes us feel our hearts beats with the adorable emotions that it brings.
it makes the days so short, when at the past they were so long.
it comes like a storm without warning.
it enters our hearts to make them burning.
it empires our soals tomake them soaring.
it captivates us that without it we stop living.
so my friend in my opinion this is the love.
and i guess there is nothing above.
and when we fall in love we can not go on living without.
and the life is wonderful when we are in love;
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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My Mind
The twinkle in her eyes,
the teardrops when she cries,
the sweet sound of her sighs
brings pleasure to my mind.
The moves her body makes,
the strides her walking takes,
the stretching in her morning wakes
brings desire to my mind.
The smoothness of her skin,
the amusement in her grin,
the quiver in her chin
brings memories to my mind.
My mind is filled with her.
Contentment makes me purr.
Pleasure keeps my heart stir
for she's always on my mind.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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982: Sannyasin
Sex between any two is banned,
But marriage gives sex the grant,
Not just a grant, it acts to sanctify,
Which otherwise society shall defy,
Love makes sex a love-making,
Supreme expression of love, but nothing,
Sex is a body-act, love is that of minds,
Love is life, though marriage may be a grind,
What happens to a marriage without love,
Goes on for the children in the hub,
If one such meets love in an accident out,
Marriage comes to a halt without a doubt,
In such a marriage how long sex shall continue,
As long as one is other’s detainee,
Sannyasin you may feel, I know its prostitution,
Though may give-in to you, knows the love-institution,
When family is splintered, what use of the marriage,
There is more in life than money and falls prestige,
Learn to be bold and use a marriage meter to gauge,
Free yourselves than being in each other’s cage.
(May 27,2006)
poem by Amit Biswas
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The Very Thing That Makes You Rich
My father told me, lying on his bed of death,
"boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self
'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand
And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor
The very thing that makes her rich will make you poor"
That's right!
Well, i put you behind the wheel of a deuce and a quarter, yes i did
Had you living like a rich man's daughter, yes i did, i sure did
While you were living high on the hog
You had me down here scuffling like a dog
Well, the very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Don't you never ever make such a bad mistake
You know i'd rather climb into bed with a rattlesnake
Then to work hard every day bringing that woman all my pay
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor,
Makes me so damn poor
The thing that makes her rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich make me poor
Very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Makes me so damned poor
Money won't change it, no no...
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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