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SOME PEOPLE LIVE TO DIE
WHERE OTHERS TRY TO DIE TO LIVE
WE WERE BORN FOR A REASON
AND WITH A GOAL IN MIND – THAT IS
WHY SOME PEOPLE LIVE TO DIE…
SOME PEOPLE WERE BORN
ONLY TO FIND THAT THEY
WERE BEING TRAMPLED ON
AND SO THEY DIE TO LIVE
WHAT IS IT ABOUT LIFE
THAT MAKES IT SO
WORTH WHILE OR
WORTH LIVING FOR?
IS IT THE WAY THAT WE DO THINGS
OR HAVE A MINDSET THAT
WILL NEVER CHANGE ITS COURSE?
AS HUMANS, WE INTEND TO FIND
THAT FORKED PATH ONCE
LIFE CHALLENGES US
AND WHEN WE HAVE TO CHOOSE…
OUR EMOTIONS INTEND
TO GET IN THE WAY
AND THEREFORE WE
DO NOT SEE
THE WARRNING SIGHNS OF
PAIN AND SUFFERING
FOR ONCE YOU HAVE CHOSEN YOUR PATH –
YOU EITHER LIVE TO DIE
OR DIE TO LIVE…
Form:
I rose up from my bed, feeling better than I have in weeks;
With energy that has been absent, feeling rosiness in my cheeks.
I felt like I could dance and waltzed across the floor,
Twirling an imaginary partner I danced and waltzed some more.
I was light on my feet, feeling like I was floating in the air;
The shortness of breath I’ve had - no longer was it there.
Then suddenly I realized, there were people watching me,
How they came to be in my room was a total mystery.
I started recognizing faces of people from my past;
Some of whom it was many years since I’d seen them last.
Their faces were aglow; they smiled from cheek to cheek;
I turned back toward my hospital bed – where my body laid in its final sleep.
I felt an initial shock, mixed with panic and some fear,
When the meaning of my feeling good to me had become clear.
Then a nurse walked in my room and my pulse she tried to take;
She turned off all the monitors and covered up my face.
I felt a tapping on my shoulder and recognized her at first glance;
My wife who passed four years ago asked, “May I have this dance?”
Tell me what do you really have to lose when you come and accept in your heart,God’s son?
Don’t you think that this is much better, than burning in hell, a place so much hotter than the very sun?
Life can offer us so much more than we can handle it in too many unfortunate moments of our life
Sometimes we can’t see things clear and that’s when we can make more mistakes and find in our way more pain and strife.
It seems there are so many choices in our life, and more things to choose from all the time, everyday
So be watchful and choose everything very carefully, as you find sometimes your way.
Every day the sun raises high, but sometimes the sun hides and heavily falls only rain
In every blade of grass dews shine and in every roses petals love awakes and hopes then reigns.
Time passes painfully slow sometimes,time watches and never ever stops for you me nor anyone.
Reflections of bygone days are great, when people and times were a lot kinder than what we have today.
Life is good and bad too, do you want it more good than bad, well,that’s the choice you have to opt for.Make it right!Make it worthwhile!
Why don’t you give something instead of taking for a change, give a word of encouragement give away your smile.
Life wasn’t ever meant to be just fine and see love and smiles on everybody’s hearts, eyes and face
The world is not just like that in real life, and our life is not even balanced most of the time, any place
People everywhere just grab and take all them can,but there's still hope,even when most people seem not to care
And as I look at the glow fading fast thru my window, clouds with their arms high,gather up lovingly,all the remmnants,of the days glare!
I guess I'm not important.
I guess I'm not that great.
Some people say I'm wonderful,
I look at them with hate.
I try really hard to believe them,
But their true colors always shine.
One minute I am fantastic,
The next minute they are blind.
They are blind to all my goodness,
My generosity and my heart.
I am one of the realest people,
That's what sets us apart.
Many people don't understand me.
It's sad they're missing out.
They would see all of my kindness,
That's what I am all about.
As Jesus said, "Forgive them Lord"
"They know not what they do".
They may not know they are hurting me,
It's very sad, but very true.
I do not wish any harm on them,
I just don't know what they think.
What is it that makes me so horrible?
My heart's beginning to sink.
How do I explain myself?
How do I get them to see?
To see the wonderful person,
The person inside of me.
Such fake smiles and kisses.
I see them look with phoniness.
I try not to give it back to them,
They should only know my loneliness.
Maybe I am neurotic and scared.
Maybe I come across wrong.
But it's the opposite of what they're thinking.
How do I stop my feelings from being so strong?
They think I'm bossy and pushy.
They think I stand too tall.
But in reality I am weak at heart.
They just don't know me at all.
My smiles are a cover up.
I am not happy with how I act.
I am trying my hardest right now.
More than I ever have in fact.
So how do I explain myself?
How do I get them to see?
See the wonderful person,
That person inside of me........
Form:
The devil did this the devil did that
This is not true this is not fact
His only power is influence
It is people who do the actual offence
He tempts us daily this is true
But he is not allowed to lay a finger on you
It is our choice to do or not
It is we who put our heads on the block
No matter what the situation is
It is our choice how we react not his
God gave us free will to keep us free
He wants people to love Him by choice you see
True love is given not forced at all
And it is lack of this knowledge that makes most of us fall
So when your in trouble don't pass the buck
Ask forgiveness and kick the devil out of the truck
Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009
(rhyme)
I love my water everyday
It is healthy to drink
Lots of it to consume
Do it and don't think.
I'm determined to have it
All day and night long
When awake all the time
Water just makes me strong.
Most people don't appreciate water
We need to conserve it
And not waste it anymore
By squander it not a bit.
In other countries some people
Don't have enough of it
We're so blessed we do
Aid those with a bit.
Water is great to drink
It's good for you, me!
Cleanses your body you know
We all need it too.
When it rains it's amazing
It helps grow the trees
And all animals and plants
Maintain your body healthy too.
Every living organism needs it
Water is such a blessing
Without it we'd be troubled
Save it and keep sharing!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009
September 3,2009
While some people come, others are a no-show.
They make promises, but break them as they go.
Some say they can’t do it, but don’t even try.
What is stated is truth, but it turns out a lie.
All I want are the facts as I move to and fro.
Don’t always give me the same thing, “I don’t know”.
I expect them to be on time, but they arrive late.
When I ask for the news, people often prevaricate.
Sometimes, these jokers don’t arrive at all.
Too often, those I know are enough to appall.
In this world, I know many a Jane and Joe.
Frequently, all each one says is “I don’t know.”
When I ask you this, don’t say “I don’t know”.
If I ask you that, don’t say “I don’t know”.
When I want to know, don’t say “I don’t know”.
If I want to hear, don’t say “I don’t know”.
Is your only reply going to be “I don’t know”?
Get lost you worthless trash, you had better go.
What is true love anyway?
Is it the things people do and say?
Is it hard to find?
Is love gone with no reason or rhyme?
Why is it so frustrating and hard?
Is the doorway to ones heart always barred?
Why do people say they love each other then cover up a lie?
Why do people yell detestable things to make each other cry?
Why don't people trust each other anymore?
Why do people say they hate each other and walk out the door.
People are so busy and avoid one another.
Why don't people seldom talk or reason with each other?
There is a love that you can find...
An unfailing love that is yours and mine.
Call upon Him if your lonely and in despair.
Christ is the one who gives unfailing love and who cares.
If you are moving along undetected
Then no one’s busted your door open
Or thrown your face around the room or the fairgrounds or the apple well
No one has mentioned all the colors that exist
And the people who are quiet aren’t about to start shouting about the colors they know.
It is not the sun that bursts but our eyes
Like fretful demons looking for new places to spotlight and hide and make warm
And this cold and then a weariness tripped up by your own dopamine,
A flailing faucet spring where walls are built between people and the places they might go
and fly a kite.
Now, that kite isn’t mine
But I’m gonna try and get it up there anyway
Up and into that big blue sky
Where freedom pours down like pails upon us.
Form:
Some people find the path to where they need to go.
Some people ask the question, and the answers always no.
Their place in line is at the end to go and see the show.
They never seem to make it in, they're just close enough to know.
The knots just seem to slip right through their hands upon the rope.
They're hanging on with all they're might and every ounce of hope.
They spend every dime they've got to try and understand.
They practice every note they know, but never join the band.
The simple pleasures of the world, for them are never known.
They plant their seeds to feed their souls, but nothings ever grown.
You ask yourself just what it is that keeps them at arms length.
Is it that their hearts are broken and their spirits have lost strength?
I think that maybe that is true, their mourning never stops.
They try to find what they have lost, but the bubble, it just pops.
The grave is calling out their name from hope that they have lost.
They see the goal they want to reach, but can't afford the cost.