Best Be Born Poems
In Such Intense Flames, An Eternity May Be Born
Hold your dreams, bind them with rainbow beams
tumble sweetly and let heart's passion arise
sow the seeds that love gives passion's great might
that Life and Love both gift oft in joyful surprise.
With that deep ardor born from Love's treasure chest.
Sing soul's worth and honor thy lover's greatest request.
Embrace those blessings that truest romance bestows
caress them with care and taste their honey sweet
let spring forth, memories that forever shall live
for gems of purest love, never suffer indignant defeat.
With that deep ardor born from Love's treasure chest.
Sing soul's worth and honor thy lover's greatest request.
Chase your heart's desire, revel in its glorious touch
kindle such heat, stoke fantasy and its hottest of fires
for in such intense flames, an eternity may be born
even after glow of passion's saddest of funeral pyres.
With that deep ardor born from Love's treasure chest.
Sing soul's worth and honor thy lover's greatest request.
Robert J. Lindley , 10-14-2018
Rhyme, ( Looking Back, Ages Ago)
Poet's Note- Dedicated to my great friend and writing partner, Susan Ashley.
Inspired by and composed after my reading of Susan Ashley's superbly crafted new poem titled, The Glory Of The Eastern Edge. Thank you dear friend for seeding this burst of early morn writing.
This revisiting of the romantic imaginations of my youth- reminds me now of the immense love and great blessings of my beloved wife Riza and the most cherished blessing of our beloved son Justin.
What once was lost, much later has been found..
What Does It Mean tTo Be Born Again ?
By Charles Gerald Patrick Chard 2nd
Chevra Gavri Hanita Hazaka Abir Selek 2nd
What does it mean to be born again?,
It means to be reborn from within,
It means you' ve been pardoned from all your sin,
Have you ever felt something so wonderful beyond discription,
Have you ever felt a love beyond anything you could mention,
Have you ever felt a peace that passes all your understanding,
And felt this all at once from within expanding,
This is what it is like to be born again,
A newness,freshness from within you'll gain,
For it is a love that goes far beyond all words and thought,
It goes beyond all knowledge you' ve been taught,
It must be experanced from within your heart,
Then you'll truly understand why you'll never want to depart,( From Him).
Well, to be born…Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Or d’etre ne… by T. Wignesan
Now to be flesh of a man and a woman
All my life I will long for that
Without any hope of being re-born, being born
Of an absent father and a demented mother
Both the names continue to elude my quest
Come together one day by chance to beget me
And dead some day without ever having my authors be
Yet these two inexistant beings are my father and mother
I love them in this corner of my memory gone dim
Where as a young couple they posed at the portals
Of a town hall or of a church in a village
After which without me they vanished into thin air.
Note : Both the poet’s parents left him when he was barely three weeks old to be brought up by a paternal uncle in Lyon and emigrated to the States.
(from L’Autre, o.c. t. II, p. 970)
© T. Wignesan – Paris, October 14, 2014
L ively
I nteresting
B rilliant
R ational
A stute
credit bills piling
on the kitchen table. it
is time for a fast.
Should girl be killed before she born,
Cos once she is born she gets nothing but thorns.
Men treat them like a servant,
and forget that you got married to her and not got her on rent.
Society judge them by their clothes,
and think girl wants to expose.
Parents doesn't allow their daughters to go out,
and are very happy with the sons and feel proud.
If a girl comes late to her house,
people make different opinions and then spread and arouse.
Now i will change the mindset.
She is your daughter, sister or wife,
and she has all her rights.
No one will judge them on their dress,
or else they will be in a big mess.
She is not your private property,
Now all you brats should be guilty.
They will be the change makers,
And then this world become peaceful and better.
Don't be born
Don't see the world
The world is not beautiful as you think
The world has changed from your last birth
They need your flesh not your cute smile
They don't listen to your giggles
They don't smile at you
They come for your flesh
Don't think your mother's womb is the safest in the world
Your mother is struggling to protect her life here
Don't come to this world
Don't come to your mother's womb
Don't be born
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No one asks to be born
No one asks to die
But when you lose someone
You truly love
Watch them suffer
In so much agony
That you suffered
And felt the agony and pain too
There was no one in the world
Who could do anything
Or I could do
The castle we built together
Stone by Stone
Slowly erodes
Would it Have been better
I ponder
Although it hurts so much to say
To say
If we had never been born
Or never met
All
But we must have been born
And brought together for a reason
The reason being
Our beautiful children
Made of love
I can see the sadness in their watery eyes
And it pains to say
Whenever look at them
I see a reflection of you
Looking back at me
Reminding me
Wherever you are
Or how far
I now know it meant to be
We met that day
Both fall madly in love
It must have been more than fate
And destiny
We were made for each other
The mould was cast
And thrown away
Two halves making a whole
As one
Welled together
A perfect fit
With both our names
Carved so deep
The same blood
Running through our veins
And through our heart
Ordained and sanctified
From heaven high above
With approval
And blessed with purity
We had one mind
In harmonious sync
Speaking yet silent
No one else can read
Or understand
I have to be strong for our children
And my own sanity
Maybe one day
In a better place than here
You'll
Come back to me.
God has His Reasons
For all things to happen
As time.. with my brother
Was time my brother was to go...
For tis be..
If my brother was to live
Than my brother would be...
God holds all time..
Life and death..
Love.. Faith and Hope
God is the Beholder of all things
God holds the Time..
When a person is born
When a peson passes away
God is the Beholder of our Days
As tho.. Many know..
As our time.. Now beholds
a chance for us..
To come to Jesus
a chance in time
For us to obtain
Eternal Life
Live forever in Eternity
With Christ...
Come to Jesus
While there is Time
For God beholds
All time...
For time each of us to be born in this world
and time each of our lives shall end
Only God is the Beholder of Time
God's Will .. God's Reasons are Divine
Come to Jesus...
Hold me tight
Hold me ,I am full of fright
O My Mom!!
Don’t let them do this to me
Don’t let them ,tear me to pieces
Just listen to your heart
I am your living part
O My Mom!!
Don’t let them snatch me, from you
Don’t let me go
Just gather your strength
Speak up,
O My Mom!!
I am your daughter
I promise I will love you forever,
when I am born
Just feel me inside ,for a while
I am alive
Already started dreaming
Dreaming of being in your lap
Dreams of giving you a hug
Don’t kill my dreams
Don’t kill me
O My Mom!!
Just let me see my life’s dawn
Just let me be born……
I am blessed to born a girl
Fortunate to be a daughter to parents who love me
A proud sister who has a brother to protect her,
I will not restrict myself to four walls of the house
Neither did I see my mother let responsibilities of life stop her
Earned her degree and got a good job
Saved to purchase things she desired
Cook for her family, do the household chores
She took every step, with faith in God
With self confidence, courage and determination she still moves ahead
Like my father in times of trouble, protect and support my household
Pay for my children’s education
Work hard and give them a better future
Set a good example for them to follow
Like my brother, get higher quality education
Uphold family name in the society
Get driving licence, learn to play guitar
I am happy to have parents who trust me
Gave me freedom to pursue my dreams
Courage to stand up for myself
If all the chances were put to waste
Kindly forgive me for I am not in good shape
I took for granted the love you paste
In my life full of darkness, anger and escape..
I haven't thought of the things you gave
You crying in silence when we are not ok
I did not show considerations for how you made
This little kid inside me secure and gay..
Now I feel we are drifting apart
I will be right here waiting for you
I hope your heart will choose to start
Let me prove you we are better as "two"..
But if this lifetime would not permit us to be
Baby please in the moonlight let us meet..
One last time let me make you see
I'm trying my best so my old self I can beat..
After all of these if not enough to gain
Baby, let me find you, be born again.
I am asking to be born...
I want to climb the mountains
and see a midnight sky.
I am asking to be born...
Why is my mother not listening to my cry?
She is going to the clinic
on the midnight train.
I'll be a good kid for her.
I'll do my homework every night...
I'll love my dad - be special;
I am asking to be born...
Why is my mother not listening to my cry?
She is going to the clinic
to put me down the drain.
4/18/2015
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Waiting To Be Born
Waiting to be born,
To reach out,
To touch a solid world,
To feel the joy of sunlight,
Seeping through my eyelids,
As I lie on soft sand.
Waiting,
To feel the crack of thunder,
Shutter through my bones.
To see the flash of white light illuminate my sky.
Waiting, for my love to matter,
For my decisions to dance with consequences,
For reality to be sharpened,
Finer than a dazzling beam of Laser light.
Waiting,
To run my hand over the rough bark of a majestic tree,
To smell sweet air, after the rains have touched the earth,
To run, with my arms outstretched,
To greet in passion, someone I love.
Waiting to know that I am alive and that death must wait its turn,
Waiting to go to sleep and dream,
To dream and dream
until I long to awake.
John Roberts