post a poem or a verse for the world plz

come...
come running to mee...
dont you hide away...
i'm here to stay...
dont you know that...

you are the world...
it feels what you feel...
you are the world...
wee build what you dream....

so dream onn...my friend
dream on for a better end....
dream onn...my friend
dream on from now till the end.

a little something i wrote yesterday

Clearing out an old trunk recently, I came across a rhyme I wrote 23 years ago when I was 23 years old. When I wrote it, I had not long lost my mother (she had been a selfish and materially driven person), my first love relationship had ended and I had found solace in my spiritual beliefs.

The structure and words in the rhyme make me smile now because if I were to rewrite it today I would express it differently, most likely wouldn't rhyme the words..but rather than dismantle it and perhaps lose some of the feeling that was there when I originally wrote it, I decided to leave it just as my 23 year old self composed it ....


A Poor Soul's Prayer

I eat the best cuisine, I drink the best champagne,
I wear the finest clothes, the whole world knows "My" name.
Women all adore me and I have the choice of any,
I am an educated man and the envy of so many.
I am an intellectual, I have perfect speech,
I own seven cars, one for each day of the week.
I sniff a white powdered drug, it makes me want to fly,
but this is only temporary, I ask the question Why?
I have so much money, the amount is quite considerable,
I have all of these things, please why am I so miserable?


The answer to his Prayer

Nature is the best cuisine and wisdom best champagne,
your body is your clothing, does the world really know 'Your' name?
People don't adore you, though some believe what you're presenting,
if you had true knowledge you would find it interesting.
If you had true intellect, you would find a silent speech,
If you try to drive to happiness, you will find it out of reach.
You must open up your heart to me for real intoxication,
for in your white powdered drug you will only find evasion.
If you used your money to do goodness and found your way to me,
then money has been useful, for you've found eternity....

beautiful you shine

beautiful you shine

Thank you, glad you liked it :) This is a lovely idea for a thread, I hope it attracts lots of insight and positivity

lady of the flies

little miss muffet
sat on her tuffet
eating her curds and whey
when along came a spider
who sat down beside her
and asked, politely, how is your day?
this tuffet is humpy
these curds are lumpy
and i’d rather not drink this way
a table would be nice
and a little allspice
and there’s not much else to say
apart from the retort
the polite are well taught
so, sir, how is your day?
the spider reflected
then inquired, genuflected
have you seen any flies today?
as you can see
she said to he
there are no flies on me
but if you sit tight
and wait just a mite
soon may one come this way
he sat for a while
then in true spider style
his web he began to outlay
in no time at all
from tuffet to wall
his mastery he displayed
along came a fly
and with a flurry and a sigh
in that web met its last day
he went to great pains
to eat eat just the brains
throwing the rest away
upon consuming this fly
with a flurry and a sigh
that spider went the same way
little miss muffet
sat on her tuffet
eating her curds and whey
when from under her skirt
sitting upright and pert
emerged a can of fly spray

I'd show the world that all of war can be
traced back to a miscommunication and fear
I promise you I'll always try to see
your side before the full manifestation of fear

Day in day out we pump it out,
the toxic loads of doom.
We see a tree and chop it down,
we have to make more room.

With numbered days in endless ways,
we study and refine.
New and ever better ways,
to speed forth our demise.

Since caveman one clubbed caveman two
and thought "What a good idea".
We've been making room for doom,
and more ways to spread fear.


And now our days, they slip away,
we fight, kill and abuse.
We cant get on and so we bomb,
those with different views.

So we fight wars, break natures laws,
and leave love far behind.
We wonder why the planets dying,
you beginning to see why?

We just dont care either here or there,
one way or the other.
As long as beer is in the fridge,
our bellies lined with blubber.

We see THE DOOM there on the news
and think "gee..thats so so sad"
..but pass the chips and the spicy dip...
and change the channel dad

the sky is dark
and the rain falls down
like dreams
below the hidden stars
the heart of the world
is quiet

some will run, some will stand...everything is bullshit 'cept the open hand.

such wise words
communication is the key.
in arabic the word for prayer is communicate
and fear man fear... i think its Buddha who said that the whole lesson of life is to have no fear.

such contemporary words i really loved how u describe our world
but nothing is permanent the world can change if wee do.
and i feel that wee are starting to change

brown shadows, brown shadows
won't you look, see
brown shadows, brown shadows
cast by dookie

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

I wrote that poem in 2006 when I was known here as "THE DOOM"

Pure Heart

There are people who know so much, who have become so learned, that they begin to consider themselves righteous people. True righteous people are more like small children, however, in the purity and innocence of their hearts.

We must not let what we know change who we are. We have to exercise restriction and control so that our hearts will be clean. Some do more, some do less, what matters most is heart.


Remember the Good

Too often we forget the kindness that others have shown us the moment they fail to live according to our agenda and our expectations. Losing appreciation for the good others have done for us is the beginning of forgetting what the Creator does for us every single day.

Appreciate the people who have helped you, so that you can reach a higher level of appreciation for what the Creator gives you.

Now > > > Please read my signature(~).ty

A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.

A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master-gardener of his soul, the director of his life.

Believe that life is worth living and your belief will help create the fact.

Change your thoughts and you change your world.

Every moment and every event of every man's life on earth plants something in his soul.

Give light and people will find the way.

It is a man's own mind, not his enemy or foe, that lures him to evil ways.

Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen.

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.

Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?

We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.

For every minute you are angry you lose sixty seconds of happiness.

In times of great stress or adversity, it’s always best to keep busy, to plow your anger and your energy into something positive.

He who angers you conquers you.

Beauty is whatever gives joy.

You must be the change you wish to see in the world.

The only thing constant in life is change.

It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change.

We worry about what a child will be tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.

Courage is not the absence of fear but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear.

The only true wisdom is knowing that you know nothing.

It is very important to generate a good attitude, a good heart, as much as possible. From this, happiness in both the short term and the long term for both yourself and others will come.

Never be afraid to laugh at yourself. After all, you could be missing out on the joke of the century.

Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.

/begin Tron computer voice

A woman finds the man she hates most in life,
and marries him

/end of line

TREES Albert Wass
Pointing gently toward the sky
they will stand, long after we die.

And watch over the empty house,
Talking to winds, to birds, to clouds,

About rain, sunshine, fog and ice,
Bumblebees or butterflies.

But if a breeze should ask one day,
„Who lived down there?” They’d sigh and say:

„Some poor strangers, who come from far,
Probably from another star,

And after their days were spent
They just took off again, and went.”

Pointing gently in the sky
They will stand, long after we die.

friends, not just in flesh, but in spirit,
ends, not just in life, but to live it,
love, dare not give, then inhibit,
share, give love to all, please, just give it.

Doomerata

Go pannicy amid the noise and death,
and remember what doom there may be in comets.
As far as possible without surrender
be on doomed terms with all persons.
Spread your doom loudly and clearly;
and slaughter others,
especially the dull and the ignorant;
so they too have their doom.

Applaud loud and aggressive persons,
they are bringers of doom.
If you spread your doom to others,
you will become death incarnate;
for always there will be doomeder and deader persons than yourself.
Enjoy your death as well as your doom.


Keep interested in your own doom, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of doom.
Exercise greed in your business affairs;
for the world is full of doom.
Always let this blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for doomed ideals;
and everywhere life is full of doom.


Be yourself doomed.
Especially, do feign affection.
Always be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as doomed as the grass.


Take harshly the counsel of the doom,
gracefully surrendering the to things of death.
Nurture crushing of spirit to throw you in sudden doom.
But distress yourself with doomed imaginings.
Many deaths are born of doom and destruction.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be doomed widont_use_thisf.


You are a child of the doom,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have no right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the doom is unfolding as it should.


Therefore be at peace with the doom,
whatever you conceive it to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep doom in your soul.


With all its doom, death, and broken limbs,
it is still a very very DOOMED world.
Be miserable.
Strive to be DOOMED.

darkness waits, unknowing,
gifts fill its heart, now it's growing,
fingers holding tight, light is showing,
bursting forth with life begins the knowing.

Last Edited by skymovingcloud on 04/26/2012 08:07 AM

_ADVICE FROM A RETIRED HUSBAND_
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>
> It is important for men to remember that, as women grow older, it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of house keeping as when they were younger. When you notice this, try not to yell at them. Some are oversensitive, and there's nothing worse
My name is Bud. Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife Suzy. When I retired a few years ago, it became necessary for Suzy to get a full-time job along with her part-time job, both for extra income and for the health benefits that we needed.
Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age. I usually get home from the golf club about the same time she gets home from work.
Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner. I don't yell at her. Instead, I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table. I generally have lunch in the Men's Grill at the club so eating out is not reasonable. I'm ready for some home-cooked grub when I hit that door. She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating. But now it's not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner.
I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they won't clean themselves. I know she really appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed.

Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think. For example she will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour. But, boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement. I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days. That way she won't have to rush so much. I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn't hurt her any (if you know what I mean). I like to think tact is one of my strong points.
When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half-finished mowing the yard. I try not to make a scene. I'm a fair man. I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for a while. And, as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me too.
I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Suzy. I'm not saying that showing this much consideration is easy. Many men will find it difficult. Some will find it impossible! Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating women get as they get older. However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife because of this article, I will consider that writing it was well worthwhile. After all, we are put on this earth to help each other.
>
> Signed,
> Bud
>> _EDITOR'S NOTE:_
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Bud died suddenly on May 7 . The police report says he was found with a Calloway extra-long 50-inch Big Bertha Driver II golf club jammed up inside him, with barely 5 inches of grip showing, and a sledge hammer laying nearby. The Driver will require new grip, otherwise undamaged. His wife Suzy was arrested and charged with murder. The all-woman jury took only 10 minutes to find her Not Guilty, accepting her defense that Bud, somehow without looking, accidentally sat down on his golf club.

"Be nice to me
Or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it
I'm an extraordinary machine"


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it's like you are reading my mind :)

LOL

I love reading Koran in pitch blackness
I love reading the psalms to bitch actors
I love reading the palms of bitch rappers!
;D

i only can show this.
[link to www.youtube.com]

gross, subtle, influential,
dancing, resting, love and evil,
waking, sleeping, exponential,
rising, falling, end of cycle.

that is a beautiful thing

pop! attach to the broath

you? do not do the bubble