I have always preferred the reflection of the life to life itself.
quote by Francois Truffaut
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For the rulers to note
Peace is preferred to liberty.
Safety is preferred to prosperity.
Justice is preferred to charity.
The rulers must know these.
12.08.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The reflection in the mirror
The reflection in the mirror is an unrecognisable figure,
I don't know this man, but I know his sins.
I'm getting pushed aside further and further,
where did my life end or when did it begin?
The reflection in the mirror tells me I'm lost,
wandering furiously towards the butterflies tears,
then into the lions den, my spirtis tossed,
all because of my refelections fears.
The reflection in the mirror is a brave, mighty soldier,
me? - am just a meek wounded mortal,
I used to be my aspiration, but now it's all ciphered,
and in my skin you breathe and nestle.
The reflection in the mirror shows me who I am,
but to like what I see gazing back would be a lie,
and in lifes race, to which I feel I've outswam,
this reflection will stare fiercley back at me until the day I die.
poem by D.A. Woods
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Julian and the Antiochians
Neither the letter C, they say, nor the
letter K had ever harmed the city.... We,
finding interpreters... learned that these
are the initial letters of names, the first
of Christ and the second of Konstantios.
Julian, Misopogon (The Beard-Hater)
Was it conceivable that they would ever give up
their beautiful way of life, the range
of their daily pleasures, their brilliant theatre
which consummated a union between Art
and the erotic proclivities of the flesh?
Immoral to a degree—and probably more than a degree—
they certainly were. But they had the satisfaction that their life
was the notorious life of Antioch,
delectably sensual, in absolute good taste.
To give up all this, indeed, for what?
His hot air about the false gods,
his boring self-advertisement,
his childish fear of the theatre,
his graceless prudery, his ridiculous beard.
O certainly they preferred C,
certainly they preferred K—a hundred times over.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Glimpse in Another Man's Reflection
Glimpse in Another Man's Reflection
By: Adam M. Snow
I woke myself in another man's life.
Reflection shown was I yet not I,
A glimpse of my lone self strife.
My timely age shows me to die.
But I be not ready in a time such as this,
So it came to me like a demon abyss.
I scream my grief, my aching soul.
I plead my savior, death upon me.
Let me live not this life I'm curse,
Write upon my immoral verse.
Let this be a dream, I know it not.
Do I dare keep on living?
I know not this living plot,
Or of itself a new misgiving.
Leave myself not I in chamber,
Until I die on morning ember.
Awake myself, my life not this.
Freeing the nights, my demon abyss.
I died to wake but life not changed,
Although the likes of life estranged.
To live this curse my wakeful day,
But at night I would wander away.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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God’s Reflection
God sees His own reflection
As if on the water
Prophet Mohammad the mercy of God
Is the best reflection of God’s character!
Prophet Mary the best girl of the world
Is the best reflection of God’s beauty and purity!
Prophet Jesus the soul of our Lord
Is the best reflection of God’s peace!
The Holy Koran the difference maker
Between the good and the evil
Is the best reflection of God’s favor!
poem by Asif Andalib
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The Key
There comes a time in one's life,
When silence becomes the preferred company.
Joined by a peace of mind invited.
Providing what has been needed,
To have gone unrecognized as if in disguise...
Fo so long.
Feeling whole and complete...
Is the key that unlocks a happiness released.
And to feel whole AND complete...
Can not be replaced by 'things' one seeks.
With a doing of what one pleases,
Feels so good.
It is nice in one's life,
When silence becomes invited.
And stays as one's preferred company.
With a peace that can not be described.
To slice with a taste of it day and night,
Feels so good.
'Excuse me.
It is time for my slice of peace.
And I can't afford to miss it.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Others Who Have Donated
Fatal dispositions taken,
To examine one's life to compare...
With a measuring of things,
Blinging and with a sparkle that dazzles.
Produces in the minds of those controlled,
An acceptance one is made to feel...
In the 'loop'.
And this 'togetherness' is more important...
Than that life one says is wished,
To live with a happiness one claims to have earned.
And when this happens...
An assessment of one's life,
Seems to yearn to depreciate a valued life experience.
To exchanged for a temporary life glistening in pretense.
And doing everything one can,
To keep 'good' credit kept.
With...
A preferred rating met to match,
Others attracted who have donated with a depositing,
All of their common sense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Reflection Of A Lonely Life
A reflection of a lonely life
is one that is sealed in silence
within desperate calls
that go unheard by anyone.
Sorrow etches across the brow
a mark of their desolation
as they walk the empty mile
alone and forgotten.
No smile breaks the solemn expression
and their voice is muted
within the sadness of their thoughts
unheard in wayward passing time.
All they hear is whispers
from the shadows that descend
when night falls to mirror them in
a reflection of a lonely life.
poem by David Harris
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Landslide
I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
till the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky
What is love
Can the child within my heart rise above
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides
Can I handle the seasons of my life
Well, Ive been afraid of changing
cause Ive built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
Im getting older too
Oh, take my love, take it down
Climb a mountain and turn around
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide will bring it down
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well maybe the landslide will bring it down
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A short poem on life
Life is a gift
life can be cruel
life can be kind
life can be hard
life can be tough.
life is mysterious
life is strange
life is complex
life is weird.
life has twists
life has turns
life has ups
life has downs.
life for good
life for bad
life for war
life for peace.
life and love
life and hate
life and growth
life and death.
poem by Kevin Halls
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To me, baseball has always been a reflection of life. Like life, it adjusts. It survives everything.
quote by Willie Stargell
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A Drink
With glass, I am a man – or so I think! –
A role to play when blessed with courtly drink:
A gin or two, then vintage port or wine
To pep me up and gift me with a shine.
I know it’s false, as I now must depend
Upon my daily shots with open end.
Insidious, it all becomes routine
To beg a drink each day for self-esteem.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
All rights reserved
Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life life life is drink
Life life life life life life the brink
Life life life life is on the brink
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Reflections
Writers: brian holland, lamont dozier & eddie holland
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream thats lost
From the hurt, ooh, that you have caused
Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me
Im all alone now, no love to shield me
Back to the world of that stops at reality
Oh that happiness, ah you took from me
And you left me with only memories
Through the mirror of my mind
Through all these tears Im cryin
Reflects the hurt I cant control
cause though youre gone
I keep holdin on
Through the happy times
When you were mine
As I peer through the window of lost time
Thinkin over my yesterdays
All the love I had in vain
All the love I have wasted
All the tears I have tasted, uh-huh
Through the hollow of my tears
I see a dream thats lost
From the hurt, ooh, you have caused
Evrywhere I turn, evrything I see
Reflects the love that used to be
In you I put all my love
My faith and trust
And right before my eyes
My world has turned to dust
At drop of night I sat alone and wept
Just a handful of promises
All thats left of lovin you -- whoo
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
The way I used to be
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
Ya got the reflection
song performed by by Leo Sayer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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All Im After
All Im after is to be on your winning side
All I need is to be turning back the tide
cause I care too much for the life that I lead
What youre thinking could be anybodys guess
All Im after is the sun and the summer nights
By the seashore, dont want no more neon lights
Just the sand and the sky as the hours roll by
Aint it funny, how the world seems to be back there in my dreams
All I see is my reflection in your wild and winsome ways
Aint it funny, life feels different every day
All Im after is to be the flame in your tattoo
Be the one girl who can thrill me through and through
This is just a guess but I must confess
It feels better being certain
Please excuse my truthfulness
What Im seeings worth believing
When you thrill me like you do
So you wonder why my feelings never fade
I think I got it made
In the evening when the rain begins to fall
Thats when I wonder if you think of me at all
But you sound so sad, in your special way
Aint it funny, life feels different with each new passing day
All I need is my reflection in your wild and windswept ways
Aint it funny how life changes every day
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Honesty Of The Souls
Lost in memory of time
Poor hearts at the corners of life
There they left all alone
No one can feel their pain inside
Lost in memory of time
The life for them used to be always but always lost desires
Once upon the time they had the opportunity to describe
What they want in life
One day everything was just a breath away
So easy that if just they could extend their hands
They would touch their heart desires
But the spirit who's pride is precious then anything else in this life always refused to be a beggar
They stood there all alone
They preferred to be just a memory in sprite of time
Because they've had noble and honest thoughts.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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She and Drugs
Freshly spawned,
Brain dumps
Bleeding grey:
Reflections of a mind
That wavers thin
Along the line
That savours pain -
A pond of skin
Devoid of breast -
The pad a feign:
The nothing
Underneath your bra
At best
Is your imagination
Spread across a narcoleptic world
Suchlike survival
In and out
Of haunted woods;
In and out -
You're in and out
As blood transfused -
Pumping on
To ooze at pace
Upon another haemorrhage
And there! a goblin
Here! a goblin
Care to entertain a goblin
In the lair
That is a mind
Of drugs? -
We know it's you -
It's you we know.
We know you're through.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Life repeats itself as
life life life life life life life life
life life life life life life life life
life life life life life life life life
life life life life life life life life
life life life life life life life life
so draining life
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Everyone
Some see life as a fairy tale,
a place where everything will come true,
Many see life as a reflection of themself,
Looking in the mirror to find every answer,
But for those who see life that way will soon get a wake up call,
Life is not a fairytale,
were everything comes true,
and life will NEVER be a mirror of you,
beacuse not everything is about you,
For those who see life as a refection or a fairy tale,
need to step away from the mirror,
put down the book, take a step back,
and take a look at reality! ! !
You can stand in the mirror your whole life,
BUT no matter what the damage will always be right behind you,
So take a step back and look at the damage that will
ALWAYS be right there witing! ! !
poem by C.A.'Vionne Robinson
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In The Matrix Of Life
When one stair goes up the other goes down.
Its like finding a corner within a circle.
You think by using your mind yet your mind thinks by using you.
You become a perplex conundrum when in retrospect you just a 1+1 math sum.
You've stole your whole life just for a frivolous randsom.
Its like being wed to oneself and yet you sign a prenuptial.
Driving on a freeway that has a stop sign.
Divorcing your thoughts just to have a division within your own mind.
Moving on parrellel lines, you look across and see your own mime.
Its like looking through a mirror yet the reflection is the sky.
But when you look through water you see a reflection of life.
How often can a tree grow without a stem.
If you open your mind to the possiblities, you realize a fish can drown.
Its like the physics of trying to understand virus behaviour without a host.
Probably impossible and possibility probable.
We follow a certain route of life
A script and every line.
But, what happens when one starts to adlib?
You change the course of life, redirecting every aspect.
The A's start from Z
You have your car in reverse moving forward
With every door being a master lock to a key
Were the rain is the lightning you see
The sun orbits the earth
Whilst you watch your radio and listen to the tv
When you see, using your mind
But you realize its because of your mind you able to see
That's what happens when you live in the matrix of life.
poem by Kgagamatso Chimelwane
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Life Is A Dance For You To Dance To
Life is every where
Life
Life is a challenge
Life is a gift
Life is a chance
Life is a tragedy
Life is lonely
Life is pain
Life is full of frustration
Life is a mystery
Life is love
Life is made of hurt
Life is not a bed of roses
Life is a dance for you to dance
Life is every state of mind
What is life?
Life is a puzzle, solve it
Life is full of unexpected
Life is unexplainable
Life.
poem by Emily Wimetal
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My Well-wisher
I am that hope you see
I am that hearty laugh that we share
I am that happiness and glee
that can diffuse our despair.
Reflection-
this reflection
talks to me and you
it says ‘Yes I am you
and you are I,
we two are the apple of His eye.
I talk back ‘Elegant is your persona’-
in reply it says ‘Elegant is our persona,
together, we are perfect
in isolation we are forsaken
together, a larger than life image we project
in isolation we are shaken.’
It urges me to mimic its essence;
to put on the expression of its face-
it is my well-wisher and my quintessence
which alleviates scars of disgrace.
It urges me to make a difference
leading to perceptual clarity,
it adds that multifaceted dimension
and then I and my reflection are in parity.
©® Chitra Lele