Paul Sebastian Poems
- Love Is Sacrifice At a dim-lit dining table I sat Alone, but...
- Love Intimacy One night, I knocked your door You opened ...
- Man's Greed God fashioned man out of earth In His image and ...
- Strength Of A Man Strength of a man is not measured By what ...
- Seeds Of A Happy Life Plant a thought seed Water it with ...
- A Treasured Friend A friend like a constant star of the ...
- Give Me One Chance All I ask is: give me one chance To sing ...
Paul Sebastian as the Principal Trainer & Consultant in BusinessSkills Training Centre, former Principal and current Academic Consultant in Master English Language Centre, K Lumpur, Malaysia. He teaches English to pre-college and university students, Business English and Communicative English at the Workplace to adult students. He also conducts soft-skills workshops.
At the age of 22, he had his first poem published in a local Catholic newspaper and ever since then he has written about 315 poems, a collection of which he intends to publish soon in his book, Songs Of The Heart.
His life's motto: 'Only a life lived for others is a life lived worthwhile.' more »
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''One Life to LiveLife cannot be repeated for amendment.
Only one life to live, live your life worthwhile.''
''Fully Love, Fully LiveIn all things, let it be at work or in relationships, one must commit wholly and passionately.
Who does not love to excess, loves too little.''
''Paying the Price of WorkOne needs to pay the price to get what one wants.
To each God has given a land buried with diamonds.
But each has to dig for them in his land.''
When you squeeze your heart to put into words what you feel and perceive artistically, it is a poem. A good one is like a painting, it leaves impressions, some lasting lifetime!''
''Perfect WomanThe role of woman.
From the rib of man God created wo-man for He had to create a perfect person for raising a family!''
Love Is Sacrifice
At a dim-lit dining table I sat
Alone, but a lone red rose in vase, stood
My mind's lost sojourn, she read
Confused and searching, my unusual mood
Rose asked: May I ask why the look of askance?
I could help to bring relief, given a chance
Trust me, I would find you an answer
It would be pathetic to see you whither!
I asked: How do I make my life beautiful?
She whispered: It begins with you being truthful
Your spirit and heart as one, emit fragrance
Become an attractive flower, for instance
Take my fragrance with you
To give away to others ...