I believe in the compelling power of love. I do not understand it. I believe it to be the most fragrant blossom of all this thorny existence.
quote by Theodore Dreiser
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An atheist is someone who is certain that God does not exist, someone who has compelling evidence against the existence of God. I know of no such compelling evidence. Because God can be relegated to remote times and places and to ultimate causes, we would have to know a great deal more about the universe than we do now to be sure that no such God exists. To be certain of the existence of God and to be certain of the nonexistence of God seem to me to be the confident extremes in a subject so riddled with doubt and uncertainty as to inspire very little confidence indeed.
quote by Carl Sagan
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The AIDS epidemic has rolled back a big rotting log and revealed all the squirming life underneath it, since it involves, all at once, the main themes of our existence sex, death, power, money, love, hate, disease and panic. No American phenomenon has been so compelling since the Vietnam War.
quote by Edmund White
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-85
Adukku Malli (Arabian Jasmine, Butt mogra
Jasminum samba var, Grand Duke Of Tuscany)
I shall wait dear Malli
Till you're in blossom
In three decks creamy
Full and fragrant awesome
Solitary on strong cane
Supporting leaves bushy
Opens your fragrant plane
For tea and perfume dashy
So shall wait dear Malli
Till you're in blossom
In three decks creamy
Full and fragrant awesome
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The fragrance of you..
Why do you hurt me with your thorny fingers,
When I do not even pull and hurt you,
But pluck you, when you sway with the wind.
The cold dews on the beautiful surface,
The elegant hips near blooming flowers,
The single petals perfectly arranged,
Each one of you uniformly differently shaded,
You are the symbol for love and compromise,
you are there to worship and worry,
When distilled to obtain a gram of fragrant oil,
Two thousands of you have to be sacrificed,
You are everywhere in the world,
Everyone welcomes you with open hands,
To hold your thorny stem and then,
Take you to their nose, The Rose.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Peach Blossom at Dalin Temple
Person between fourth month fragrant fragrant end
Mountain temple peach blossom begin bloom out
Great regret spring go not find trace
Not know change over this here come
Across the world this June, the petals all have fallen,
But the mountain temple's peach blossom has just begun to bloom.
I regretted so much that spring had gone without a trace,
I didn't know that it had only moved up here.
I Be Or Don't Be (A Song)
I be or don’t be
Would be spreading whiff
As a blossom, As a bud
In the orchard of love
I be or don‘t be
Whatever the weather
I always will be there
To keep the orchard fresh
And in colour of desire
Will be watering it ever
As a blossom as a bud
The orchard of love
I be or don’t be
I will unfurl my shirt
And sway in the breeze
Will glow like flower
On the blossom trees
Would spread fragrance
As a blossom as a bud
In the garden of love
I be or don’t be
When I won’t be there
Her eyes with tears
Would be finding me
She would stop in reverie
Where I will meet her
As a blossom, as a bud
In the orchard of love
I be or don’t be
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Cherry plum blossom in an old tin jug
Cherry plum blossom in an old tin jug —
Oh, it is lovely, beautiful and fair,
With sun on it and little shadows mixed
All in among the fragrant wonder there.
Cherry plum blossom on the workroom bench
Where we can see it all our working hours.
In all my garden days of ladyhood,
I never met girls who so loved sweet flowers.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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The Power Of Love
I think that somewhere along the line
(and it's said, all things return to you in time)
I must have finally opened up to your love
Though i was building a wall at heaven's gate
(everything comes to those who wait)
You must have found a secret path into my soul
And now you're part of my life
I can't believe that this is mine
Every light has its time to shine
I want to understand this change in me
Is it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
Caught up in the famous paper chase
(in your eyes, i saw how i never fell from grace)
I must have finally opened up to your love
And i heard the battle's not always to the strong
(the race is not always to the fleet)
And the one who seeks to pluck the stars
Will miss the jewels at his feet
Blinded by momentary power
We almost had the final hour
I'll never know what caused the change in me
Was it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
And i thought anything for the cause is worth the price
(losing you was the sharp edge of the knife)
Now no more fear, the way is clear
I know you are the power in my life
So better late than never
'cause this heart is yours forever
I'll never know what caused the change in me
Was it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
I think that somewhere along the line
(and it's said all things return to you in time)
I must have finally opened up to your love
song performed by by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What is love?
What is love?
It's impossible to explain.
What is love?
I think this question will remain.
What is love?
We ask one another.
What is love?
A little child asked his mother.
It's so simple and hard to understand.
It can be so different,
you can't here pretend.
It can be so sweet
with tender meetings,
It can be bitter
with tears and partings.
It can be so different:
like a brightness of the star
being so far.
It can be like an apple-tree
in it's blossom time.
It can be a prison,
it can be a chime.
There are so many words for love.
But... to understand it
you just have TO LOVE.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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A compelling story, even if factually inaccurate, can be more emotionally compelling than a dry recitation of the truth.
quote by Frank Luntz
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Blossom
Without anyone to love you
What will you blossom into?
Without anyone to hold you
How will you grow?
And in the Wildwood trees
The wild wind blows
And the nighttime crushes the hurricane rose
And with no one to care for you
Who knows
Blossom for me rose
You're the picture of my love
Blossom for me rose
Stretch out underneath the stars
And when tomorrow comes
I will hold you up
Little blossom, shining in the sun
Without any place to go to
How will your soul return to
Without anyone to keep you
Where will you go
And in the shadows of the past
Where you're spinning so fast
It's hard to see it coming
And it never lasts
And with nothing to judge your life by
How will you know
Blossom for me rose
You're the picture of my life
Blossom for me rose
Stretch out underneath the stars
And when tomorrow comes
I will hold you up
Little blossom, shining in the sun
Without anyone to love you
What will you blossom into
Without anyone to hold you
How will you grow
song performed by by Ryan Adams
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Cherry Blossom Girl
I don't want to be shy
Can't stand it anymore
I just want to say 'Hi'
To the one I love
Cherry blossom girl
I feel sick all day long
From not being with you
I just want to go out
Ever night for a while
Cherry blossom girl
Tell me why can't it be true
I never talk to you
People say that I should
I can pray everyday
For the moment to come
Cherry blossom girl
I just want to be sure
When I will come to you
When the time will be gone
You will be by my side
Cherry Blossom Girl
Tell me why can't it be true
I'll never love again
Can I say that to you
Will you run away
If I try to be true
Cherry blossom girl
Cherry blossom girl
I'll always be there for you
That means no time to waste
Whenever there's a chance
Cherry blossom girl
Tell me why can't it be true
song performed by by Air
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I am Creation A Creative Force/Agent of Existence
I am creation
A creation of
existence
an agent of existence
endowed with the power to create
Though I create I'm not God
Don't Let Creators fool you
into divisive worship of themselves
God exists as eternal existence
A loving force embracing
creators and creations
all unique forms
with love alike and equal
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Youve Got It
This impossible power
A strength that I cant see
Theres no way
That I can let you go
Why did I mistake sex
For another sense
Then wanted someone else
To try to tell you no
I think you understand
Oh that youve got it
I try hard but I cant
Oh do without it
I think you understand
That youve got it
This impossible power
Has broken into me
And stolen all the sense
That I had before
Why did I just take
And never understand
The love youve given me
Couldve learnt me more
I think you understand
Oh that youve got it
I try hard but I cant
Oh do without it
I think you understand
That youve got it
What made you think
That Id be true to you
I needed to
Prove it to myself
That I could let you go
What made you think that
Id be a fool for you
You knew that I was lying
There was something
I was hiding
I think you understand
Oh that youve got it
Well I try hard but I cant
Oh do without it
song performed by by Simply Red
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Unexpected Love
Cool as rain on a dry summer day
Beautifully as the rainbow bridges the sky away
Fragrant as a pot of tea simmering
Soulful as a guitar strumming
Innocent as a child’s smile
Blissful as the cottony sky
Like spring you entered, as a pleasant twist
Refreshing as the early morning “Mist”
I never thought this day would come
When I would “Blossom” under the sun
From being dull and prickly
I bloomed into a morning glory
I felt alive and lost all the pain
Like daffodils I dance in the rain
Your love gave me a new leash of strength
As unexpected as a hidden treasure chest
poem by Blossom Mist
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Unread book
Love is unread book
But have kind look
Around the trees
To feel its shed cool and free
You can see birds
With melody to be heard
Love may be felt
Fragrance may be smelt
Flowers may be around
With different colors to be found
Not a single color may displease
Eyes may be cooled at ease
You can feel gentle touch
The power is felt as such
No one can deny its existence
It has its unique presence
Love not to forget
Allow them to blossom and let
Each one has fine quality
Just look at them with serenity
Even birds had wanted in winter
In their own way and sphere
Where is the time to fear?
When love sings in their ears
I shall sing and wait
To see the difference and get
Know exactly what can be its real value!
Then come to conclusion for its review
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Each Other
I look at you from every practical angle
and the more I look at you the more I know.
We speak to each other, share each other's feelings,
live each other's fear; hate from another.
We seek out each other's love;
I love you more than words can say, you know that well.
Some others cannot understand the way we feel,
cannot think the way we do.
They fail to understand their one another
as others cannot understand each other.
They are not us, for we have each other.
We were a part of them for oh, so long!
before we found each other.
You remember the way we were
without love and understanding.
The way we are now sharing and caring for each other.
Days gone by were, here no more,
full of sorrow without each other.
Optimistic in our lives of each other's existence,
days of future passed now are passing.
Love is endlessly searching our lives thoroughly,
every moment is an excellent opportunity.
There is no ending loving each other.
poem by George Krokos
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The Power
The king is crying from his throne
He had a queen but now shes gone
What is the magic that we seek
The mighty strong to mighty weak
Every good girl hears it, every bad boy fears it
No matter what I see, I believe, I believe
Chorus:
The power touches me, the power sets us free
The power holds my hand, the power drives me crazy
The flowers grows an old man dies
And through it all we still survive
A poor man dreams but no one hears
Aint nothing changed much through the years
Every bad day needs it, every good day breeds it
No matter how it feels when its real
You know its real
Its stronger than anybody any man has ever made
Chorus
The power touches me, the power helps us see
The power holds my hand, yeah the power drives me
Crazy
It wont take long to understand
Just how lucky I am
Hey, hey open up your eyes and see
It wont take long to understand
Just how lucky I am
Every good boy needs it, every bad girl breeds it
No matter what I see I believe, I believe
Its stronger than anybody any man has ever made
Chorus x 2
The power, the power, the power
If I believe in you and me
Do we believe that the powers gonna be alright
In just my mind, yeah, yeah
In the power, the power of love
I believe in the power, the power of love baby
song performed by by Cher
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The Power
A wave of power rushes past you on a windy day
waving your hair into disarray and tingling your skin
A formless power makes you comfortable in the biting cold
the same power fills you in agony, pain and suffering
when you go straight to possess the heart of that comfortable power
and it is the same power which falls out of the clouds in little drops
and each of these are a single form of power
for the power is in the air
and the power is in the fire and the power is in the water.
A beam of power ricochets into your eyes from something
and you are illuminated with the beauty of the complete world
you see the ugly, you see the amazing, you see the violent,
and you see every solid and pattern
you see darkness behind an object in the form of it
lying in the ground or right beside your arm
and even in the darkness, there are objects and things
which has a power that enables you a touch of it.
All for the reason that the power is in the objects,
and the power is in the light and even the darkness and shadows.
A form of the same power enables you,
to know the presence of your woman near you
the same form of power gives you, the knowledge
of the proximity of your best food.
For the power is in the scent and smell
and the power is even in your nose that smells.
A vibe of power rings in your ear
and you know that something is somewhere near
and your tongue that knows the quality of the food
is all the power that's doing you good
the sound is itself the power
and so is the ear and the tongue
the tongue that so eagerly tastes your favorite food
the food which contains the power in itself too.
All this time you and me are here
and all this time everything else is there,
is for the power is everywhere;
the power pumps inside your body all the time
and even when you are dead and bloodless,
the power is still there in your veins and muscles.
The power is the life, the soul
the touch, the light, the darkness, the sound
the sentiments flowing inside you is the power
the strike you make in anger is the power,
and the power is existence, energy, substance, and motion.
The power was in the place where God was born
the God is Himself the power
and like God Himself,
the power is omnipotent, and it is there where existence is there.
poem by Rajiv Prajapati
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Path of thorns
Walking through the future branches
I know not about the sharp excrescence on its plants
Not knowing about the various thorny shrubs
Makes me wonder how painful the thorny future buzz
But lying ahead is a shining morning on a thorny curb
Legs on the spiny protuberances blemishes
Just to get to the shining morning of my future premises
Where thorn of mercy, hapiness, and joy lays
Thorny future filled with opportunity and grace
But the thorn on the future path
causes sharp pain, irritation, discomfort bath
Causing irritation, annoyance, and burns
Letting out its anger, hatred and love
On the future path filled with thorns
Who knows if the shining morning ahead
have his own beaming thorns?
May be even sharper than the ones on its path and curb.
poem by Olufunmbi Aransiola
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