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Namagyan Beach

A beach captivating deprived eyes, Fascination, grandiose haven in July, Keeping lovely mountains nearby, Of Pacific, quixotic, refulgent sunset/sunrise. Tarry! Unwind! Vast waves eXtrudes Yuletide-like Zephyr.
Written: Aug. 16, 2012 This is a beautiful beach in Tamurong, Candon, I.S. It is located near my place or compound just a walking distance from my house. Its name was officially given by the people living in that area who are mostly relatives. The word "namagyan" means "relatives." Many visitors are going to this place and enjoy the nature, their moments and most especially the whole day of Sabado De Gloria (Black Saturday) and ecumenical services are held on this beautiful beach on the dawn/sunrise of Easter Sunday! It's a very fantastic place to visit! Come and see!

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I will put my faith on the Cross
through which
my pain
my stain
He has erased.
His life
He laid
my debt
He paid
my dent
He re-made.
Now alive
in a new life
my life
a new life
He has made...
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Hurtful Things You Say

Hurtful things you say,
Tear me apart in every way
Think before you speak to me,
Because I will not let it be
I treat you nice, and show some slack,
But there are times I will strike back
Even though you are my relative,
If you want love, be sure to give
For I am sensitive just like you,
I have feelings and can hurt too!

Written after my mom said something really mean to me about my Granddaughter 
Genevieve on Easter Sunday.

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easter 2014

I watched them drag him away
We all watched  as they dragged him  down the road
I was angry and sad
I couldn’t bear to look upon his bruised face
I remember him too well
He forgave me
I was termed an adulteress 
And was brought before him for judgment
But he shunned my accusers
And he gave me a second chance
And now I am helpless to help
I thought they would protest
They all loved him yesterday
But they wanted blood
 it was like a free show
I turned away, fell on my face and wept
I watched them flog him
I watched them bruise him
And I prayed
I prayed so fervently
That He would take the life of all of them
All of them who betrayed
All the soldiers that so eagerly whipped and mocked
My heart was bitter and heavy
I only prayed he won't suffer
But he suffered
Suffered from their betrayal
Suffered because they loved him no more
And as they put the crown of thorns on his head
I cried out
I stood there till he breathe his last breath
Watching him
And when he said "forgive them"
That was all I heard but I felt like he saw me
Through all the shouting and chanting
I felt like he saw only me
I felt like he was speaking to me and I turned away
I rent my clothes unbelieving of his love for these people
I felt the earth quake and heard the stories
I wept wondering what would be left of the earth
But somehow I knew he would come back

At first it was just grief
I refused to believe him dead
But then the rumors came
The messiah has risen
I thought it was the wicked that had come to taunt us
But I heard the story from John
About a free ticket  to heaven
And I took it without a second thought
He is the reason I sing
So let me celebrate Easter
Let me celebrate love, resurrection and grace

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I thought for a moment that 
he never felt the PAINS, 
When he beared the 
burden of our guilts and 
You can't imagine what he 
went THROUGH, 
for him to wipe away all of 
our sins THROUGH.
You can't imagine the 
whole of the SHAME, 
when he left all his fortunes 
and FAME.
His head was punctured by 
and his body was tortured 
untill his cloth was TORN.
They put the nail throught 
his hands and FEET, 
even as his imaculate and 
pure heart BEAT.
He cried out all of tears 
from his EYES, 
untill his eyes were as dry 
as ICE.
They piassed his palm to 
the STAKE, 
For all of human SAKE.
He didn't have to do it, but 
he did it ANYWAY, 
for us to change from our 
evil WAYS.
He really love us so much 
that he took our PLACE, 
In sacrificing himself for the 
whole of human RACE.
He died for our sins as if 
he's the ONE, 
in expense of our freedom 
cos he WON.
He was humilated in front 
of MANY, 
And as dejected by MANY.
They gave him the heavy 
cross to CARRY, 
with so much hatred and 
He was whipped and 
scourged so HARD, 
that his screems can be 
heard from 10 YARDS.
The stood there at calvary 
and watch him DIE, 
After all the false 
accusations and LIES.
Even when he screemed ' 
The whole world knew that 
His blood paid that great 
price for our SINS, 
For us to be free from our 
guilt and SINS.
He died bearing the burden 
of our INIQUITY, 
for the betterment of the 
world and all HUMANITY.
It wasn't easy for him to do 
But at d end, it was worth 

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make merry in your heart.
you must
with a neighbor if you can...

Not a poem,just me saying happy Holiday to y'all!!!
have a blessed Easter everyone!!!

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A Toast;
To a brand new day
To new Openings and greater Beginnings
New Risks and Adventures.
To new Dreams and Resolutions
New Journeys and new Memories.
To new Friendships and Relationships!
To new Joys and Desires
New Tastes and Flavors
New Discoveries and Tittles.
(And to whatever is on your mind!)
And definitely A Toast;
To the Holidays
The Festive Easter Season!!!
Cheeerrrrrsssss y'all!!!!

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Resurrection Changes Things

What once required the sacrifice,
That bloody gift of death and gore,
Of animal life to pay for sin
Is left behind and is no more.
Resurrection changes things. 

Jesus Christ obeyed the Father,
Sacrificed Himself on the cross,
Evened up those holy books
That list our profit and our loss.
Resurrection changes things. 

Where once we followed our understanding
And made our own decisions,
Now belonging to Jesus Christ
Our life is one of holy revisions.
Resurrection changes things. 

When we're united with Jesus Christ
We're a new creature in the Son;
Our old way of life hangs dead on the cross
And life everlasting is now begun!
Resurrection changes things. 

No prison doors can hold our soul.
Christ sets our spirit free
And fills our life with love and hope
That rings our world in victory.
Resurrection changes things. 

So tell someone in the pain of their life
Of the freedom Jesus brings,
That sets us apart from sin and death;
How the soul that's set free sings!
Tell them:  Resurrection changes things. 

by E. Marshall Evans

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There once lived a great 
That redeemed the hopes 
of all human.
He gave up everything, 
For us to have something.
He was rejected, 
For us to be accepted.
He was stressed, 
For us to be blessed.
He was laboured, 
For us to be favoured.
He was neglected, 
For us to be celebrated.
He was condemned, 
For us to be redeemed.
His life was destroyed, 
For our lives to be restored.
His heart was sheltered, 
For ours to be gathered.
He was agonised, 
For us to be recognised.
He was disrespected, 
For us to be respected.
He went through misery, 
For us to have a long 
lasting victory.
In all reality, 
He made us a celebrity.
He was punished, 
For us to flourish.
He was abused, 
For our enemies to be 
He suffered for a while, 
For us to be able to smile.
He was tortured, 
For us to have a great 
He took away all atom of 
Bringing to us much joy 
and happiness.
He sacrificed himself, 
For us to be ourselves.
He died bearing the burden 
of our inequity, 
For the betterment of the 
world of humanity.

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Spring Snow (revised)

It's supposed to be Spring,
Though snow's on everything
Winter weather's no longer a charmer,
But Easter Sunday should be warmer
My budding flowers may soon die,
Because the temperature is not high
Global warming must be the reason,
For snowfall in the wrong season

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My Kitty Tippy's Secret

When I was looking for a new kitten,
I wanted a girl so I'd be smitten
But the kitten I took in,
Held a secret deep within
When stroking her belly lovingly,
I made a strange discovery
The tiny little thing I spied,
Makes me think my friend lied
Tippy can't be to blame and yet,
Now we're going to see the vet

I just found out before Easter that Tippy, my rescued kitten is a boy, not a girl.  I was 
surprised to say the least.  I had no clue.  Tippy is a Maine Coone, which is a long-haired 
breed, and I never saw his male parts until last Thursday when I was petting his belly.  He 
went to the vet and was neutered yesterday.

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A is for apple her favourite food.
N is for nelly fortado her favourite singer.
G is for green her favourite colour.
E is for easter her favourite holiday.
L is for lilly her  favourite flower.

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different kind of poem with my name

K is for tasty kakes which I love to eat.

E is for every thing that I think is neat.

L is for love that will forever last.

L is for lemonade which I love to drink fast.

I is for ice cream because ice cream is good.

E  is for easter and chocolate nuts (yum)

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Sorted laughter for Easter Sunday

 Today is Easter and how pray tell;
Did that chocolate rabbit hatch an egg?
Not only that I say but his dropings are multi colored;
And it taste like candy.

There's little chance for a picnic at the park;
Today is over cast and not very warm.
But still I bet there are those who tried anyway;
Tridiction is a hard habit to break apparently

Good God I checked my bank account;
I'm running short on money to spend.
Who knows what over priced holiday is comming up next;
Maybe I should get a third job, or take out a loan.

Guess what folks, it's not do-wa-ditty life in the city;
It's life in the good old U.S. of A.
I'd say living here is a gass but I don't drive;
And I couldn't keep my car fueled if I wanted to.
Bless those that have and pitty those who wish they had.

Summer's comming, maybe I'll buy myself a sleeping bag;
I'll head out somewhere and live under the open skies.
Wait a minute, there's no toilet facilities are there?
Scratch that idea I guess, unless someone leaves me a moter home.
Leave- the only thing leaved is the tree in front of my apartment.

Well I hope some of us had a nice Easter Sunday today;
Mine wasn't so bad except it wasn't that different either.
Kind of makes me think I should have learned to eat dates;
And eat with my right hand insted of my left when eating.
Just bent humor folks and do remember not to litter shall we.

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Poem mouth in grass.

Mouth in grass,
Fox it's nose to the ground.
Eating easter eggs,
Under bark and branch a tree.
Sun is up.
All three.
Passing of the burning tumbling,
Tumble weed.