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Understand that the right to choose your own path is a sacred privilege. Use it. Dwell in possiblity.

Oprah Winfrey in O, The Oprah Magazine
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Understand that the right to choose your own path is a sacred privilege. Use it. Dwell in possibility.

quote by Oprah Winfrey
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Path I Choose (live)

During the last rays of the sacred moon
I walk the desolate terrain cold and all alone
The rider came to me a black tornado, a violent mass
The cloud of evil rose, now I'm marked for all time
Temptation befell me
Darkness is calling for me
This is the path that I choose
This is the path that I choose
Forced power besieged in me
Showing visions of what will be
Now obsessed with my fate
I must go forth and conquer
The chosen one to lead the pack
This boiling hate has risen
From the depths of my blackened heart
This madness is my destiny
Temptation befell me
Darkness is calling for me
This is the path that I choose
This is the path that I choose

song performed by by Iced Earth
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A story …nothing to say

Flying in the sky wasn't enough
I choose the path to have which was rough.
Dignity and pride moving along with me,
I was the brave one whom all want see.
Like the sky was not enough as much as I thought,
I choose the path but soon the path trouble me too.
Now I am helpless neither I am in sky nor in the path,
What could I do except to survive, cry or die.

Answer
Oh! Little fellow sorry to hear you
But your mouth is not the only mouth to listen,
And your ear is not that which only listen what you speak.
Can you tolerate all of them as you are,
nor in the sky and the path you choose.
I m sorry I can do nothing coz in sky difficult to fly,
In path difficult to survive.
Do what you like, return alone in the sky or choose the next path as you like.
But thing about those dam dignity and pride,
Which will kick you through out the life.

poem by Amar Ghimire
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Knowledge

Knowledge is power
A chop-chop growing flower
knowledge is dangerous
An overdosing negative force

And I have been walking its path
Right from the the start with my heart
Acknowledging it as a perfect invention
That can set me free or put me in detention

Knowledge is a privilege
It could place you at the cutting edge
When you pledge
To make it your privilege

Born are great deeds and weeds
As knowledge plants seeds
But Knowledge can deceive
At the end you choose what to believe

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Sacred Election

Sacred
sacred right,
the right to vote.

Sacred
sacred right
to be elected.

The people's votes are tallied
The best choice is declared.

Let no one manipulate the result
Let no one tamper the votes
Let no one buy people's votes
and strip the voters
their sacred right to choose.

Let this election
truly reflect
people's sacred rights.

___________________
November 6,2012

poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Whom We Touch!

we choose whom we touch,
and whom we let touch us.
with our own feet,
we walk the path.
we choose the path,
and how far we go.
we trip ourselves,
and get back up.
we are the faith,
and the answer to it.
we own the scars,
the defeats and victories.
we are what we are,
because we choose.
in the final end,
we have no one else to blame!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Warriors & Pacifists

Brother, you choose to walk a warriors path
I choose to walk a path to lasting peace
World has both, so please curtail thy wrath
There’s room for both, to ply our expertise

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
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My Life, My Colors

Elders hear me loud and clear
I have my rites, you hear
Many paths created
For me to choose from
I will decide which one
Liberated before conception
I am not weak, I have a voice

With all due respect wise Elders
I nearly let you waste, my life and his
Created with love
I have the rite, to love and be loved
To you dear elders
My path may seem grey
Only I will colour it
With colours I choose for my life

In short...
I choose to be who I am
I choose which risks I will take
I choose the colours to pave my path
My life is all about the liberated choices I will make

poem by Persian Khushi
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4c

one takes the path
(indecisive yet) between
the house of darkness and
the dwelling place of light
in there
between, amidst
the path is winding
as though between two
mountains
breasts, leak,
bleak, break, slit,
betwixt

alive, one walks through
this path between two choices
black
&
white one sometimes compromises
taking
the other colors between
shades of gray

but until when?

ah, when one loses grasp
of air,
crumpled space, crumbling self,
the die must ultimately be cast

where are you?
there is fence out there
and you are
told to jump but where?

footnote
do not choose what you are
choose what is
right.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I am involved in minor league baseball. I go around the country speaking to troubled youths, trying to help them understand that whatever path they choose, they'll need to really pay attention to it.

quote by Gerry Cooney
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To become aware of the possiblity of the search is to be onto something.

quote by Walker Percy
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~I Choose the Mountain~

The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer

The massive mountain makes its move
Beckoning me to ascend
A much more difficult path
To get up the slippery bend

I cannot choose both
I have a choice to make
I must be wise
This will determine my fate

I choose, I choose the mountain
With all its stress and strain
Because only by climbing
Can I rise above the plane

I choose the mountain
And I will never stop climbing
I choose the mountain
And I shall forever be ascending

I choose the mountain

poem by Howard Simon
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Your Path~

Clouds rush the cathedral of your sky
While the sun pours over the meadows of sleepy ferns
Filling the atmosphere with more air
Autumn trees are running thread bare
While he dancing birch weave their magic
Looking for answers you walk your sacred path
You are a sovereign nation unto yourself
Bearing no sorrow nor wrath
'Tis yours, 'tis yours-'tis your bounty-your wealth
Consecrated in the divine of your sacred
The light shines forth from your soul
And, i finally understand your true need
'Tis your journey to finally feel whole!

poem by Theodora Onken
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The path we have chosen for the present is full of hazards, as all paths are. The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and that is the path of surrender, or submission.

quote by John F. Kennedy
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Sonnet: Choose The Things in Your Life

0 choose your friend who must be good as you;
And choose your spouse better than you; make sure;
And choose the one best as your Teacher too;
And choose ambitions that suit your nature.

0 choose the profession thats truly best;
And choose the hobbies that ne'er interfere;
And choose your Time to begin work, take rest;
And choose your enemies, you surely fear.

0 choose your food that gives extended health;
And choose your garments -comfortable wear;
And choose the honest way to added wealth;
And choose the burden right, body can bear.

0 choose the people who deserve help most;
And choose good principles, yet never boast.

poem by John Celes
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A Grain Of Sand

A man sinks himself in a woman's esteem
When he bothers her with his love in haste,
An ordinary woman though she's been,
And she gains a great strength to dismiss him.

This privilege does not belong to her.
She has got this privilege granted by him
From his weakness for her love and figure.
It took much toll for him to understand.

When she kicked him out, ignoring his helps,
He felt his male ego maimed ruthlessly.
He dropped his claim on her and left for his wife.
Binodini was a grain of sand in all eyes.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fixed routine.

I always choose to take this way
This quiet path leads to my door,
Today as every other day.

I have no fear that I may stray.
I see no reason to explore.
I always choose to take this way.

Here sun and shadow interplay
Creating shapes not seen before.
Today as every other day.

The song thrush sings his roundelay.
I feel my jaded spirits soar
I always choose to take this way.

Though I could choose another way
I am aware of two or more.
Today as every other day.

It adds some pleasure to my day
a feeling I have known before.
I always choose to take this way
Today as every other day.

Wednesday,10 November 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The preparations for my new voyage prevented the possiblity of my paying that attention to the correction of my errors, that I should otherwise have done.

quote by Zebulon Pike
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Sonnet V: O! How Can Love

O! How can LOVE exulting Reason queil!
How fades each nobler passion from his gaze!
E'en Fame, that cherishes the Poet's lays,
That fame, ill-fated Sappho lov'd so well.
Lost is the wretch, who in his fatal spell
Wastes the short Summer of delicious days,
And from the tranquil path of wisdom strays,
In passion's thorny wild, forlorn to dwell.
O ye! who in that sacred Temple smile
Where holy Innocence resides enshrin'd;
Who fear not sorrow, and who know not guile,
Each thought compos'd, and ev'ry wish resign'd;
Tempt not the path where pleasure's flow'ry wile
In sweet, but pois'nous fetters, holds the mind.

poem by Mary Darby Robinson
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Best foot forward for M 'lady Wennie

Each road you take comes to a fork
and both new paths look much the same
To left, to right which one to walk.
Which of the two will win the game.

Unless you’re blessed with second sight
you will not know which path to choose.
An even chance you’ll get it right.
You must decide you can’t refuse.

You find it harder to decide
each time you’re forced to make a choice.
Perhaps the fates are on your side
and you will find cause to rejoice.

This is the only game in town
and everybody has to play.
Some will go up and some go down.
Along life’s path they make their way.

Don’t be afraid to walk alone
and choose the less well trodden path.
Your future must remain unknown
so step out bravely come what may.