Even to myself I avoid to show
My begging for all kinds of troubles to go
Far away, so far where they’d never be seen
Then I’d feel relieved, on your sill I’d lean
Looking at your garden and the green field
On a clear day when the Coombe Hill
Becomes visible, maybe we’ll have a stroll
And as usual, a drizzling rain would fall
On our way back, we return soaking wet
And the sun peeks out just before it sets
Switch the telly on, what’s the news they tell
Nothing good for today, and tomorrow as well
So we’re off to the garden, to smell the flowers
Under the spell of the magic hours..
I regret that our land has lost its joy.
People live in misery,
Working without reward.
They receive lies as if they were food,
And survive on tears alone.
Power rests in the hands of rulers,
While the people remain blind and unheard.
Leaders speak of love,
Yet they write stories of pain.
They lead citizens toward suffering.
People dream of salvation
To end their difficult situation.
Truth is buried in silence,
And no one dares to comment.
Like oil that boils over,
Anger rises among the people.
Yet those in power seem heartless.
Rulers act like angels,
Always wanting to be first.
They rarely seek advice,
Though their speeches are full of mistakes.
People need warriors to confront the lions;
They seek saviors for the jungle.
Who will defend them from these troubles?
Death isn’t an escape from troubles,
weak hearts do prefer it.
Human souls aren’t water bubbles
meant to fly, burst and quit.
On this earth we are born
to harvest our own corn
plucking out every thorn.
Always be in shape ~
Death isn’t an escape.
1st Place
Troubles
Trouble on the left
Trouble on the right
Whichever way you look today
It’s never out of sight.
Trouble in the Garden
The Garden made by God
Treating his commandments
Not even worth a nod.
So mankind on and on he lived
While troubles multiplied and grew
They’re multiplying still today
Dark shadowing me and you.
Well, Jesus said we’d troubles have
Not have a lifetime full of ease
There is a Way, there is a Life
Christ is the Prince of Peace!
Santa's wife said, "You've gained an inch!",
and gave his fat belly a pinch.
"The inches I want
are hard", she did taunt.
No wonder she's seeing The Grinch.
Being a teen
Is no simple stint
A time in our lives
We’re twisted and bent
An era of push
A decade of pull
A capsule of years
A life lesson tool
Period of growth
To mold who we’ll be
One day we’ll look back
And then we will see
For my troubles I was looking for a remedy
Indeed my troubles are remedy to me
For my own I was asking for evidence
Indeed my own was evidence to me
I was watching around to find the fellow of God
While I was searching at country he was one from everyone
I was thinking I am seperate, I was other than fellow
But actually, he was seeing from my eyes and hearing from my ear
Do not think you are done by pilgrimage, fast and prayer
In order to be a saint a human need to have lore
Hear words of Niyazi, an object does not cover Lord's face
There is not an object clearer than God which is hidden from eyeless
Written by Niyazi Misri
Translation Onur Ünlü
Song
Beatles
R a d i o
Troubles were far
Away
Republican or Democrat
Won't choose physics
Government is physics
The end of life is not a choice
Nor a vote
Fixed commodity is the loan
From here on in for "the life's
Hague?
Outside of journal
No objective
No only this
No following order
Just, troubled ends meeting
I’ve found that it’s not so inconvenient
To live with eyes closed from time to time
Towards my troubles I'm becoming lenient
In the appalling news I cannot change a line
So it does seem to me counterproductive
If I’d worry if we're cheaply bought and sold
If I sought a remark that eases the distructive
Troubles they send to share with the world
There’s only one thing I keep wondering about
My darling waits for me out in the summer breeze
Since she has gone my days I have to count
I worry whether she will recognize it's me..
Whenever troubles come my way.
I turn to God and begin to pray.
There is nothing he can't do.
And he always has come through.
With God I'll never lose the fight.
Because he always makes things right.
Whether the battle is people or my mind.
I ask Him to fight for me every time.
Let me share a fact that's true.
God does this for me and He'll do it for you!
Our human feelings, we can't always trust.
But in God we can, in fact we must!
He created earth, sun, moon and sky.
He also is the Creator of you and I.
He spoke minds of humans, saying "Write my Book!"
Now He whispers to our hearts saying "Take a look!"
Whenever trouble comes upon you or me.
Run straight to God, he'll set you free.
Without troubles no one would care.
Whether or not our God was there.
Troubles are test that he sends to you.
That tells us it's Him we should return to.
Oh! What a globe of sorrows
Where troubles and problems morrow
And breath only but borrowed
Says he who sorrows.
I am alive, says him with tea
Yet sufferings and toiling graced thee with D
Death with silence he returns to thee
And Back to thee he wishes for pea.
Life itself prepared D for Thee.
With deceitfulness she lured D
And false hopes she packaged for D
Just for D to loose the Thee.
It’s a lovely sunny morning
With the sky unblemished blue
Hope to go to church bit later
Nice if you could come on too.
We go each Sunday morning
Join in worship, songs and prayers
Join in fellowship together
Share in blessings, hopes and cares.
If you find the world depressing
With its dominant bad views,
Come, hear the preacher tell us
Jesus always is good news.
Zig-zag, zig-zag, what’s coming next?
Just corners, twists and bumps,
No glimpse, no signposted clear path,
Just loads of holes and humps.
Day after day, just up and down
And twisting round and round,
No indication anywhere
Of where the end is found.
So much of life zig-zags around
Surprising frights and fears,
Uncertainties, anxieties,
And even desperate tears.
But stop! Just look! A bright new light,
With path so plain displayed.
And there’s a sign, a lovely sign,
So clear, ‘This is the Way!’
Jesus there is always waiting.
Yes, he alone’s the Way,
Troubles he turns to singing,
Transforms the worst of days!
Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life.” John 14:6.
Worry is stepping stone in life
To help you step forward
But troubles will also become
A stumbling block in life
Making you fall
And burn you
All over your body.
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