Saturday, May 24, 2008

Beautiful Losers - Winning Within With Attitude

By Paul Davis

Beautiful and gracious losers

Huh? What did I hear you say?

I know it's a new concept anyway

One many fail to wonderfully discover

Gloriously awaken to and uncover

It's because most fight for their right

To exert their image and reputation

Exalt and uplift their societal station

Such loathe a moment of degradation

Their self-image frail and easily derailed

By an unkind word or condescending look

Hence they are often hooked and overcome

As they succumb and easily run to appease

Do whatever it takes to remove intimidation

Peer pressure and emotional manipulation

They bend, bow, and break ever so easily

Just the thought of such does make me queasy

An authentic life quenched by fear and timidity

As for me on the contrary, I cannot merely be

A product of my environment, turbulent stupidity

Opinionated animosity and frail human tendency

To respond ever bitterly whenever we do disagree

A foolishness certainly and definitely not for me

Call me a loser because I'm not loaded with cash

Call me a loser because I don't know every celebrity

Call me a loser because with me you disagree politically

Call me a loser because I don't embrace your ideology

Call me a loser because I don't drink with you socially

Call me a loser because I don't dress as you fashionably

Call me a loser because I don't drive your brand of car

Call me a loser because I don't talk and think as you are

Call me a loser because I break the mold and am bold

Call me a loser because I have a purpose beyond yours

Call me a loser because I have my own opportunity's doors

Call me a loser because my pursuits and pleasures differ

Call me a loser because I know God above and prefer

To be spiritually minded and possess heavenly vision

Call me a loser because I don't yield agreeably to opinion

Regardless of what you think or say in Christ I have dominion.

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Out Of Darkness - Dealing With Darkness And Breaking Through Darkness

By Paul Davis

Out of darkness, even gross darkness

Almighty God commands forth the light

Setting life in order, making all wrongs right

Giving groping, confused, and troubled men

Illumination, revelation, knowledge, and insight

While they endeavor to press on through life

When they find themselves fearfully financially tight

Going through earthly and an overwhelming plight

Of situations and circumstances, engulfing their soul

It is the Lord of hosts that mightily arises to cajole

Far more so considering God's promises are true

Pure, noble, good, and able to take you through

The darkness presently, gruesomely swallowing you

When you wrestle with direction and what to do

When your aims and objectives delay in fruition

When you seek realignment and a new position

When you kick, bawl, squall and refuse to listen

When you need a higher and divine perspective

When you're tormented within and are ineffective

The Lord of love and life provides the breakthrough

Just drop your pride and humbly draw near for grace

Like a tender child seek God above, pursue His face

Beyond just His hand, apprehend His thoughts and heart

Before you finish praying, making requests, and depart

Take time to listen to what His Spirit wants to say to you

The Spirit of truth will amazingly reveal and direct you

And suddenly the light will shine in darkness to show you

Though the darkness will fail to adequately comprehend it

Your spirit within will awake, be quickened, and grasp it

Meanwhile your mind may argue, reason, and maybe bicker

Yet yield to God's Word and you will fulfill your destiny quicker

For God, who wonderfully said, "Let light shine out of darkness,"

Made His light shine in our hearts to give us the glorious light

Of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ

Embrace Jesus as your loving Savior and experience newness of life.

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I Know The Times You Suffer

By Sue Lueck Carlson

I know the times you suffer. I know the times you're sad.

I know the times life beats you up. I know the times you're mad.

I know the times your heart is broke. I know you cry at night.

I know the loneliness you feel. I know when things aren't right.

I know the passions of your heart. I know how hard you try.

I know the times you're down and out. I know you want to die.

I also know what lies ahead. I know the peace you'll feel.

I know that you will smile again. I know your heart will heal.

I know it's hard to live on earth. I know one day you'll see.

I know you'll understand the pain. I know you'll come to me.

Now it's time for you to know how much I love you still.

I never left you in bad times. Please know I never will.

I will hold you through the rough times.

I will wipe each tear you cry.

There is so much good around you - choose to live and not to die.

Just know that up ahead awaits the reason for the pain.

The only way a flower grows is from the falling rain.

Now be at peace and smile for me. These words are just for you.

I love you, Child. Your new day's begun.

Hold on! I'll see you through.


God wants you to know how much you are needed on this earth. There are things that only you can do. He knows you are struggling right now but if you hold on, you will see things in a different light.
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Friday, May 16, 2008

Love Quote by William Shakespeare

If you want to say something to that one person who is the most important to you then you have definitely come to the right place. You will find a variety of love quotes which you can use to pep up the spirit of your partner and make him/her realize that he/she matters to you the most.

One can use these quotes to bring a smile on the faces of their beloved ones as well as to make them realize their importance in one’s life. These quotes can also be used to say something which one could not express in any conversation. They can also be used to convey some part of your feelings while leaving the rest to be implied.

Love is merely madness...
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Monday, May 12, 2008

Some Famous Birthday Quotes

"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."- Abraham Lincoln

"Born on Monday, Fair in face; Born on Tuesday,Full of God's grace; Born on Wednesday, Sour and sad; Born on Thursday, Merry and glad; Born on Friday, Worthily given; Born on Saturday, Work hard for your living;
Born on Sunday, You will never know want." - Anonymous

"Believing hear, what you deserve to hear:
Your birthday as my own to me is dear...
But yours gives most; for mine did only lend
Me to the world; yours gave to me a friend."- Martial

"Hope your Birthday gently breezes into your life all the choicest of things and all that your heart holds dear Have A Fun- Filled Day." -Anonymous

"Maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had, and what you've learned from them, and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated." - Anonymous

"Because time itself is like a spiral, something special happens on your birthday each year: The same energy that God invested in you at birth is present once again." -Menachem Mendel Schneerson

"They say that age is all in your mind. The trick is keeping it from creeping down into your body." -Author Unknown

"Once I was looking through the kitchen window at dusk and I saw an old woman looking in. Suddenly the light changed and I realized that the old woman was myself. you see, it all happens on the outside; inside one doesn't change." - Molly Keane


"Middle age occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush up to the net." - Franklin Pierce Adams "Thirty five is a very attractive age; London society is full of women who have of their own free choice remained thirty-five for years." - Oscar Wilde

My mother groaned, my father wept, into the dangerous world I leapt; helpless, naked, piping loud, like a fiend hid in a cloud. - William Blake

"Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is not your voice broken, your wind short, your chin double, your wit single, and every part about you blasted with antiquity?"-William Shakespeare

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. -William Shakespeare To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent that is to triumph over old age. -Thomas B. Aldrich
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Thursday, May 8, 2008

Love and Walls

By Thandiwe Mapi

Love and walls

Walls, intended to bring security
Walls to ensure of no scrutiny
Walls to keep us unscathed
Walls so unbreakable, and so inviting

Walls built without knowing
Of owner's knowledge
Causing uncertainty, leading to destitute
Tall and rigid,
For all to notice,
Without quivering

Why walls and tomorrows
Why an order of things with love.

Security and comfort I seek
Unbreakable it should be,
But dear Lord, let I not deprive any being
Let I encompass,
In my sanctuary

Let me furnish love openly and wall-lessly
Let me value nature
In case I forget how to adore, let me eternally
Learn the joys of loving.

T. Mapi

My heart

I think of all the colours of sorrow
I see black as the intense colour of sorrow
I see life as rejecting of my contribution
I see only grey skies, no birds singing lullabies

I cry and mourn, ask why
I look deep within and find whys
I see a helpless heart thumping for the sake of it
I look hard into my heart
I then inform myself to get up

My heart leads the way to getting me up
With my heart I learn to crawl, get up
Because my heart won't give up
I have learnt to do likewise
As long as I live, I love my heart

T. Mapi

Never too far

Hills and mountains
Rivers and oceans
Towns and cities
Faces and characters
All these amid us
But we are never too far

Hours to days
Days to weeks
Weeks to months
Months to years
Without seeing us
No tremendous moments to share
Yet, we are never too far

Hearts matted jointly
In the equivalent bit
In the identical strength
Hearts thumping as one
Giving a pledge that
We are never too far...

We are never too far
Because we part to convene
To share and live life as shaped for us
Mountains and oceans are of no significance
We are, and we always will be never too far...

T. Mapi

About author: My Name is Thandiwe Mapi, i am not a poet but i love poetry and i believe in the sense it makes to unravel things. I believe in love and its importance in grooming us into who we are. My poetry might not have the necessary rhime that is required in poetry but it puts forward my feelings about that particular topic, in most cases it is love.
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Saturday, May 3, 2008

For A Sunday Afternoon

By Dennis Siluk Ed.D.

1) The Sun, and Coffee at Starbucks

The sun has no door today-but it's looking for one;
its face is in the window-slightly, it has white bright
knuckles this afternoon-
It drags its Sunday rays along the profile of my face.
The trees outside, from where I sit, across from me
through the window,
are porky-pine green, and beyond those, are peach
colored balconies.
I'm at 'Starbucks,' Benavides: the walls have long
stretched out pictures, of a weird coffee pot,
tables, circles, coffee cups, and musical things, things
like horns and notes, and so forth...!
My latte is strong, I like it like that, and I sip on it,
while reading: Shelley, Dylan Thomas, and Plath.

There are no clouds today in Lima, just mist from the
ocean, mixed into the atmosphere, a lazy
lazy mist at that; a stiff and thick kind of mist, like
soup-with slow moving feet, for I can see patches
of blue beyond it, and the sun, the sun I so love
seeping through a porthole or two, still looking for
that door.

#2362 4-27-2008

2) Intrusion (Poetic Prose, and Confessional Poetry)

When I was a young man, I was likened to terrified fish, an alcoholic that is what I was back then, not how I wanted to be. It is forty-years now. I know now I was better off with no father, thus, I had to row my way to where I am today, through a generation of vipers. Mother was always fearful I'd become nothing more than driftwood, but thick salt kept me up, and I didn't know (floating just above my neck). My mother and brother were happy (perhaps the only ones) when I somehow slipped through the keyhole and finally opened the shut door and joined the opposite continents. A late bloomer you might say.

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Man On Fire; If I Walked With You In The Garden

By Peter Ponzio

Man on Fire

Red flames descend from the sky,
Burning into the depths of his eyes,
And crackle as they engulf his hair,
In tongues of fire.

The eyes, the eyes, stare out in
Placid indifference, while all around
Tongues of flame lick at the very air
Combusting in the night.

No stars here; no limned moon;
No serene reflections on the fiery
Pools below; only fire and burning,
And passion sleeping in those lidded eyes.

Saint or madman? Artist or lunatic?
Does it matter to a man on fire?
Can mere words express the desire
That fanned the flames into a conflagration,

And set the canvas alight? Oh, I long
For a flame to consume my desire,
To quench the thirst of my longing,
To plunge headfirst into the flames

That destroy all conscious thought,
All empty lies, all words written on
Cracked parchment. I long for the
Purity of fire, the peace of flames.


If I walked with you in the Garden

If I walked with you in the garden,
Like Adam or Ezekiel, or your friend
Enoch, I would not ask you why.
Instead I'd thank you for the
World you made, for the stars
In the skies, the birds of the
Air, the fish of the sea, and all
The creatures that abound there.
And I'd ask your help to preserve
These things, so that we don't
Destroy in one selfish moment
What took you six days to build.

If I walked with you in the garden,
I'd ask that you make man's
Burden light enough to bear;
That you give us strength to accept
What we must, and courage to do
What must be done. I'd ask that
You give us wisdom, so that we
Could be as merciful to one
Another, as you are to us.
I'd ask that you grant us tolerance
So that we stop the senseless
Bloodshed that masquerades
As belief in you.

If I walked with you in the garden,
I'd show you my heart, and ask
That you repair it, so that
I could always do what you require.
I'd ask for a song to sing so
That men might remember their
True calling, and not the vain
Lusting after things to make
Them forget.

And when at last my time draws near,
I hope that I have done enough with
What I've been given, that I be
Allowed to walk with you in the garden.

About Author

Peter Ponzio, the author of Children of the Night, is a CPA with over 30 years experience in Corporate Finance, holding positions as divergent as Treasurer, VP of Sales Administration, Vice President of IT, and General Manager of an internet start-up company in the late 1990s, and CFO at a subsidiary of a Fortune 100 company.

Mr. Ponzio graduated with a degree in English literature from Loyola University of Chicago, and is currently attending Northwestern University in pursuit of an MA in Literature.

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