Best Man Of The World Poems
There are so many sounds
That are enjoyed by so many
But the sounds i love most
Are by plectrum or penny
Lindsey Buckingham playing "Go Your Own Way"
Even Joe Perry makes "Walk This Way" say
Eric Clapton and his solo on "Cocaine"
Don Felder with "Hotel California" listening time and time again
Peter Green strumming "Man Of The World"
David Gilmour and Pink Floyd's "Time" the best i have ever heard
Jimi Hendrix with the amazing "Hey Joe"
Alex Lifeson axing "Working Man" in Toronto flow
Pete Townsend from the Who "Won't Get Fooled Again"
Neil Young and his anthem "Like A Hurricane"
George Harrison delights with "Here Comes The Sun"
Kerry Livgren from Kansas state "Carry on Wayward Son"
Tom Scholz of Boston with their "A Man I'll Never Be"
Jimmy Page from Led Zeppelin as their "Whole Lotta Love" riffs free
Neal Schon on a Journey "Who's Crying Now"
Nancy Wilson Seattle's Heart "Crazy On You" wows
The sounds you read above, are just my ones of many
Whether they are played by a plectrum, or played by a penny
I did mention above, that i loved Pink Floyd's "Time"
But second to it, is Slash's "Sweet Child of Mine"
P-hilippine Independence Day
H-ad been proclaimed twelfth of June;
I-t was the year eighteen ninety-eight,
L-iberation lives neath the moon.
I-t was the freedom from foreign control,
P-romise of reform was made;
P-eace process in the country
I-ced the war as the smoke did fade.
N-ation's Independence Day was initiated by Emilio Aguinaldo;
E-nding the three hundread years of Spanish rule, the Filipino flag began to glow.
I-ndependence day of the Philippines
N-ever departs from our mind;
D-ramatic growth of nationalism
E-manates to brightly shine.
P-hilippine Independence Day
E-xplains the Filipino's valor;
N-ever will he remain slave,
D-enying any alien conqueror.
E-very man of the world
N-eeds to be freed from soul colonizer;
C-hrist has built His Church,
E-ach one is ordered to enter.
D-on't waste the given chance,
A-sk for the righteous way;
Y-es, it's more important than Philippine Independence Day.
never before let it blossom like
roses in such fairest sunlight
he was a man of wilderness
strong and sure in his way
a creature of knowing and doing
a stranger to this game of light and shadow
of loves falsely promised and tenderness teased
of loves true touch tenderness felt in unison with another soul
a man of the hunt for wild beasts
he sought to ensnare her in traps of logic
but any fool knows there is no logic to the heart
and its romances are all she knew
such is a fiery burning bright and true to the heart romance
such is the knowing a woman's deep hearts desires
he calls out in moonlight her name
and she comes to him
and they share wild hours wrestling
body and soul
this is the true spoken word
there is no life without love
a man of the world now
no man can stand without a woman's hand
Yes I see you man of the world:
Flashy on cue in myriad twirls.
Yes I know when to step aside:
Succinct you send your swirl of pride.
Yes I know now that tragic touch:
Watch time somehow scoop away much.
Yes I know why all magic fades:
The weary sighs that sorrow trades.
Yes I know then that fear resents:
The crippling trends in cheer's intent.
Yes, I must say that common sense
Soon fades away to true pretense.
Leon Enriquez
16 December 2014
Singapore
A man without a car is a poor fellow,
It’s like a cowboy without a horse, a lonely soul,
He doesn’t know what to do or who to visit in the ranches,
He walks alone in Los Angeles or Dallas,
He can’t visit the great rivers of Utah,
Nor go to photograph the mighty bisons,
Everything is complicated without a car, without a horse,
The cowboy can’t dress himself in California,
He can only feed on salads or sweet poetry;
Everything is difficult, buying a book, a new razor,
Look at the shooting stars above Lake Powell,
Everything is so far away, the flowers on the green hills,
A cowboy without a horse is not free, poor fellow
He can’t cross the Grand Canyon or Arizona fields,
He sees no sun, nor can he meet again his friends,
The gold diggers, the noisy saloons, the poor fellow,
The poor fellow, he is not master of his destiny.
Un homme sans voiture, c’est un pauvre bougre,
C’est comme un cowboy sans cheval, sans âme,
Il ne sait que faire, ni qui visiter dans les ranchs,
Il marche solitaire dans Los Angeles ou Dallas,
Il ne peut visiter les grandes rivières D’Utah,
Ni s’en aller photographier les puissants bisons,
Tout est compliqué sans voiture, sans cheval,
Le cowboy ne peut s’habiller en Californie,
Il ne peut que se nourrir de salades ou de poésie ;
Tout est difficile, acheter un livre, un rasoir neuf,
Regarder les étoiles filantes au-dessus du Lake Powell,
Tout est si loin, les fleurs sur les collines vertes,
Un cowboy sans cheval, n’est pas libre, vous dis-je,
Il ne peut traverser le Grand Canyon, ni l’Arizona,
Il ne voit de soleil, ni ne peut retrouver ses amis,
Les chercheurs d’or, aux saloons bruyants, le pauvre,
Le pauvre bougre, il n’est pas maitre de son destin.
PS, when i come back from the garage friday, i was the happiest man of the world
Living candle
What is a living candle . People thoughts that that the great man of the world is the living candle how gave lights and happiness to the world with his blood like mathma gandi , neru and
Bagant singh etc. but can we miss some body the most important and valuable person in our life’s . who make our life better and happy with his blood and his life . think about it who is this person .
In my point of view we miss the main person in our life’s. our mothers who always play a very big role in our life’s . mothers always treat the children with his blood . we can say that the mother is the other name of living candle who burn herself and give the light of happiness .
Is our mother refuse any thing or any work that we demand in our homes or in our life’s .
I always see my mother while she is working and rest of his life she always think about success and a good life of his children’s . I told you a very most important and a very bad moment in my life . After my father death our fine national conduction of our family is not so good . In dinner and also breakfast my mother took food in last . but why. I tell you the reason of this
She thinks that’s firstly her children’s fulfill his demand of food and after that my mother eats a very low amount of food and she told us that her stomach fain during the large amount of food but that is not true I tell you truth it is not the pain of large amount it is pain of hunger . I see many times that my mother eat nothing . it is morality and love of mother for his children’s
So plz thanks your mother giving you a very happy and good life ..
WRITTEN BY :- TARUN DABAS
EMAIL:[email protected]
Living candle
What is a living candle . People thoughts that that the great man of the world is the living candle how gave lights and happiness to the world with his blood like mathma gandi , neru and
Bagant singh etc. but can we miss some body the most important and valuable person in our life’s . who make our life better and happy with his blood and his life . think about it who is this person .
In my point of view we miss the main person in our life’s. our mothers who always play a very big role in our life’s . mothers always treat the children with his blood . we can say that the mother is the other name of living candle who burn herself and give the light of happiness .
Is our mother refuse any thing or any work that we demand in our homes or in our life’s .
I always see my mother while she is working and rest of his life she always think about success and a good life of his children’s . I told you a very most important and a very bad moment in my life . After my father death our fine national conduction of our family is not so good . In dinner and also breakfast my mother took food in last . but why. I tell you the reason of this
She thinks that’s firstly her children’s fulfill his demand of food and after that my mother eats a very low amount of food and she told us that her stomach fain during the large amount of food but that is not true I tell you truth it is not the pain of large amount it is pain of hunger . I see many times that my mother eat nothing . it is morality and love of mother for his children’s
So plz thanks your mother giving you a very happy and good life ..
WRITTEN BY :- TARUN DABAS
EMAIL:[email protected]
Living candle
What is a living candle . People thoughts that that the great man of the world is the living candle how gave lights and happiness to the world with his blood like mathma gandi , neru and
Bagant singh etc. but can we miss some body the most important and valuable person in our life’s . who make our life better and happy with his blood and his life . think about it who is this person .
In my point of view we miss the main person in our life’s. our mothers who always play a very big role in our life’s . mothers always treat the children with his blood . we can say that the mother is the other name of living candle who burn herself and give the light of happiness .
Is our mother refuse any thing or any work that we demand in our homes or in our life’s .
I always see my mother while she is working and rest of his life she always think about success and a good life of his children’s . I told you a very most important and a very bad moment in my life . After my father death our fine national conduction of our family is not so good . In dinner and also breakfast my mother took food in last . but why. I tell you the reason of this
She thinks that’s firstly her children’s fulfill his demand of food and after that my mother eats a very low amount of food and she told us that her stomach fain during the large amount of food but that is not true I tell you truth it is not the pain of large amount it is pain of hunger . I see many times that my mother eat nothing . it is morality and love of mother for his children’s
So plz thanks your mother giving you a very happy and good life ..
WRITTEN BY :- TARUN DABAS
EMAIL:[email protected]
Father I pray that you will touch my heart as I piece this entry, let my ink flow onto this paper
Caress my heart as it cracks, amend my broken spirit that hungers for your word Father
Set your eyes on mine that I may keep them open long enough to write of patient days and time of joy
I no longer stand to be the romantic I was saw in my mirror but a man of the world whom is dead
Uplift me my God that I will praise you my king, in Jesus name amen.
I raced against time itself only to fall on my face faster than the sunt sets
I once had her by my side, today she no longer answer to my worries, nor pain at heart
Her smile endures the passing adversary to whom I failed
Her heart thinks of trashing mine to the curb, and I await patiently holding hope's hand
It is believed that in a thousand years one would come to love like Romeo
Yet in my scene I have already erased my name from the script
She dwells alone, and only with memories of mine that slowly fade into nothing
I was then and I stand no where in her now
I weep like a child, my heart fills with regret
It is so hard to say just forget, for the pain takes life again and again
Fresh tears fall and I taste my gloomy heart
I fall to darkness when I see no light to guide my direction I am lost
I lost my world
My alley leaves and I stand still, awaiting my term and judgement to see my eyes
Farewell to my dreams and hopes to be, for today I die
I desire only to be made anew, troubled times twist and lurk in my day
No longer will I dream, please I beg for a day just one more day in Alley's arms
A season arrived with hope
A season arrived with joy
Joy of Christmas
Joy of the Nativity
Nativity of Christ
Nativity of the king
King of the world
King of redemption
Redemption for all
Redemption of man
Man of sin
Man of the world
World for a Redeemer
World for a saviour
Saviour is born
Saviour of love
Love of God
Love of Christmas
Christmas for geekful angel
Christmas of snow
Snow of peace falls
Snow of laughter falls
Falls from heaven
Falls to earth
Earth of rejoicing people
Earth of light
Light of tinsel
Light of chandelier
Chandelier to soften the soul
Chandelier of mysteries rejoicing
Rejoicing with neighbors
Rejoicing with Santa
Santa dancing jingle jingle
Santa offering gifts to children
Children playing in the mistletoe
Children playing in Christmas
Christmas of shinning ornament
Christmas of shining night
Night of serenity
Night with dancing stars
Stars are happy
Stars are amazed
Amazed at Christmas
Amazed at the streets
Streets of gold
Street of ornaments
Ornaments of shining heaven
Ornaments for giving gifts
Gifts to my street
Gifts to the poor
Poor who have nothing
Poor who accepts it
It's Christmas
It's a season of bliss
Bliss of peace
Bliss of a holly
Holly of blinking stars
Holly of shining moon
Moon of light
Moon of Christmas
Christmas is here
Christmas is time to love.
Can't believe all you peeps dropping in
Must change my undies, feel like a bohemian
Be more presentable
Dress more respectable
More like a man-of-the-world, this silly old comedian
The fat man claims to be a man of the world
and dances around the stage as if to prove it.
The leading lady laughs deliciously
and exits arm in arm with the thin man -
after all she knows the fat man is a jolly sort
and not like normal people
with feelings to be considered.
Man of the world:
His eyes were the trick to his disguise
His lies were the key to his guide
As he lay there deep with in the lie
He realized
Nor he nor anyone else could relinquish him of the pain he'd hide
Of the pain he'd hide
So if he fell astray
If he fell behind
No one would be left to help him fly
-Written By Jesse Gillibrand
Can't believe all the new peeps dropping in
Must change my undies, feel like a bohemian
Be more presentable
Dress more respectable
More man-of-the-world, this silly old comedian
I've been running a race where at the finish line
death and destruction was present.
bounded by the chains coming from the illusions of the mind,
fighting a losing battle with the desires of the flesh,
when my souls wants to be right!
but the devils was overpowering my souls cry
Death and destruction seemed like a worthy solution,
I left God presence and took the devil by the hand,
letting him direct my paths and letting him be the answer to all my situations.
i listenned while the preacher preacher but at the same time I was dying at my sit!
Pain and depression was my mother and father
and girls were vessels that i needed to keep living
when I thought I was over the situations that were present....
the devil unloaded his clip and filled my body with bullets!
each bullet representing more pain!
more hurt!
more goliaths in my life that i wasn't able to handle
so bound i was weak unable to be david.....!
in need of desperate guidance from my savior.
I was submitting to the submission that the devil had locked
about to put up the white flag offering my surrender....
God spoke and the chains I was bound with evaporated ,
and he equiped me with a bulletproof vest ready for the devil to unload his clip.
He spoke one more time and there was a burial of a man of the world....!
and the ressurrection of a new creature from the calling from God....!
whose not a afraid to walk in the valley of the shadow of death..!
fear no evil that the devil posses
who will lay down beside still waters and there God I know may sould will be
restored.....!
What would you be of the world and chose eternal damnation
or
would you be of God and have everlasting life and chosse the burial and the
ressurrection