Critiques and Revision
(9/21/2013 12:59:00 PM)
Remembering the Days of My Life (English)
I love the present as I cherished the past!
While I let go of the Past, I move on to the Present
And work to the betterment of the Future...
For I know all things are made perfect,
through the past to the present,
leaving all the rest to Jesus to be the Lord of my Future!
Pag Gunita sa aking Buhay sa Mundo (Filipino-Tagalog)
Mahal ko ang kasalukuyan kasabay sa pag gunita ng aking nakaraan!
Sa pag palaya ko ng aking nakaraan, ako'y tumuloy sa kasalukuyan
Para buohin ang aking hinaharap…
Datapwat ako’y naniniwala, lahat ng bagay ay may sadyang kabuohan,
Simula sa nakaraan tungo sa hanganan ng kasalukuyan,
Ipinaubaya ko kay Jesus na siyang aking panginoon ang aking hinaharap!
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(9/21/2013 12:24:00 PM)
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As man does not live by bread alone,
feelings does not dictates faith....,
I am a sinner too,
I cannot be made holy but
it is God’s mercy that I seek....
What I feel will not change the fact
that Jesus had paid the price for mankind,
through faith and not feeling,
I confess to him all my sin and accepted this fact.
There is no better way to keep me busy
than to meditate and walk the word,
No better vitamins and rest
than taking the word of God to heart everyday.Replies for this message:
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(9/21/2013 12:20:00 PM)
God’s Designed for Me
Excerpt by Kai Lim
At the dawn of my life, I shall look to the advent of the light.
Blissfully ignorant, a happy creature of nature with neither dreams nor cares. I exist and I am glad.
In the morning of my life, I shall look up to the sky, bath my face in sunshine, and bask in the glory of God’s smile. I see only the ever-expanding horizon, hear the siren call of foreign tongues, and feel the tug of strange and wondrous lands.
In the noontime of my life, I shall look askance at the shadows newly gather at my feet. They mirror to my motions and mock my stance. They are a contrast of my corporeal wants and my ethereal needs.
In the twilight of my life, I shall look to the dusk and I shall gather within me, my memories of loves, of kindness, and of travels. Though the shadows lengthen and the darkness deepens, still I shall fear no evil.
In the evening of my life when the light has faded, I shall open my eyes and shine out like a beacon. For within me is the memory of light, of love, and of the goodness of the Lord. And I shall have no fear of the silence and of the darkness to come.
(9/17/2013 3:59:00 PM)
'Ello Fellow Poets,
Please do read my poem: Dancing With An Elephant and vote for it for the poetry contest hosted by Poem Hunter. Thanks so much. Email me yours and I'll be happy to return the favour.
(9/17/2013 5:34:00 AM)
A surprise in familiarity
from this soothing command,
in the realm of eccentricities
beauty chase liberty,
provoke not paranoia
of expensive insanity,
escape fear undoubtedly
abandoning relief of normality.
(9/15/2013 5:51:00 PM)
I SEE A PICTURE
I see a picture
Which no one else can capture
It dwells in my heart;
I see a picture
A picture of my future
I see a great man
Shall the liberation of All men
I see a picture
Making men smile
Restoring hope to the lost
Mending the broken hearted
And liberating the liberators
That is the picture
I can see
Friends! What do you say about this?
(9/1/2013 10:07:00 AM)
With reference to poem titled Hijaab by Sulaymon, I would like to say that it is unnatural and barbaric to hide the beauty of nature (of a woman) and it will certainly lead to sexual perversion (paedophile) which is so widespread in moslem countries.
Sulaymon Tadese Faozahny
(8/31/2013 11:02:00 AM)
Hijaab Hijaab Hijaab
Why the argument?
Why do you dress the way you did?
Do you feel ashamed?
Were of prying eyes?
Catholic nun in Hijab
Christian nun in Hijab
Mother nun in Hijab
Muslim sister in Hijab
Muslim sister in full veil
How great speech
From Reberto Maroni
If the virgin Mary appears
Wearing a veil
On all her pictures,
How can you ask me
To sign a HIJAB BAN LAW?
What did the scripturs says?
Which control the wearing Hijab
Corinthian 11 v 5-10
Genesis 24 v 63-67
Quran 33 v 59
To cover their head
For the protection
Of the society
Using Hijab or head cover
Shows dignity, honour,
Morality, chastity of
Women race over animal kingdom
(8/29/2013 8:15:00 AM)
By: Scott C. Forsberg
consumed by the poizen of the bottle.
going down it's path at full throttle.
indulged by it's delight, Taken by it's pleasure
often forgetting cherished treasures
without perception that is it's deception
to disguise it's true intention
until awakened in a hollow, curled around a rock
praying for redemption now knowing it's deception
Sulaymon Tadese Faozahny
(8/29/2013 7:16:00 AM)
A Suspicious Danger
As fragile as an egg,
Over exerting it in handling
Will break it many pieces,
Leaving it to do,
As it likes,
Makes it more defined,
Moral less and shameless.
Its roles, however, in a gathering,
Cannot be belittled,
Its absence in an organization
Renders the environment anarchical
Its presence in a gathering
On the Other hand
Proffers an impending danger
When it faces you.
It 'radiates' danger.
Showing you its back,
You are in perilous circumstances,
Let alone speaking with it
It is a friendly devil.
Better say 'a suspicious danger'.
The annals let us understand
That many organizations have dispersed,
May are the God-fearing beings
Who has become spiritually moron
Many husbands have become
Unfortunate hen-pecked persons
Due to their tricky handiwork
Beware, oh! Leaders and followers
Of attractively-seem flower.
And of ripe bananas
Which are liable to get spoilt
Within a short period of time
What am I addressing?
It is 'WUMEN'.
Beware of keeping in company
Of ladies, rather women
In conversation in vain talks
With them or in wild play
Apart from someone,
Who is undergoing,
A religious training
Beware of things,
Which hinders organization's progress,
They change's well-sprout'tree
To leafless and fruitless
They change a good believer
To a spiritually-decayed man,
A purposeful group becomes purposeless
They are, moreover,
Like salt and foul-smelling things,
Emitting a foul-smelling things,
Into one's mouth,
And mixture honey with it,
The missing cannot be swallowed,
The honey cannot be spot out.
Let us careful of them,
Dry uncut calabash was careful not,
It burnt on fire,
Uppermost root was careless
It fell over the floor
If a property-owner is not careful,
He will lose his properties to thieves.