Why create the oasis in the middle of the desert, and not some nicer place!
aphorism by Ninus Nestorovic, translated by Dijana Zdravkovic
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The Tears in Desert
Once upon a time in a desert,
There was a camel and an oasis,
Large terrain, scorpions, rattlesnakes, cruel sun and cactus,
Camel galloped its way through the painful elements,
May be this was less,
Qabilas and Pathans used it,
Bruised it,
Work done; Bye bye,
Beautiful motives to use it,
Tears filled its eyes but sun evaporated them all,
No one cared so on its knees,
Still working its way towards oasis,
But not getting it right,
Do you know who camel was? , or is?
Think twice, take your time,
Hope this time would enough for its journey to oasis...
poem by Vikrant Jog
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Boston is an oasis in the desert, a place where the larger proportion of people are loving, rational and happy.
quote by Julia Ward Howe
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Waters of an Oasis
It's clearer than purified water
much expensive than processed water
sweeter than honey jelly
healthier than rain water.
It's scarce than ocean water
plenty than lake water
quenching than well's water
energizing than falls' waters.
Oasis fruits are sweeter
its grass are healthier
its breezes are more lulling
and a unique captivating topography.
Oasis love is more loving.
Oasis air is more fresh
oasis life is worth living
oasis care is more caring
oasis death is more victorious.
poem by Fate Mcfate
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A Lingering Kiss Of The Buttterfly
indulge the sweetness of droplet dew
like you hold the smooth poison of every
froze, making the lurking dawn the
chill of the winter fog
come the moisturizing cream, dropp a
little while you go, the night close may not
for neither you grow in the meadow of
Oasis green in the middle of the
desert wind
oh! dried in every palm, tell as you
what you know, for nothing left
of the petal pad than a joy of the teardrops
pour, into the breathless cool of the season
greeting of thirst
poem by Antonio Liao
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Why Can't You Be Nicer To Me?
Somebodys screaming
looking at the ceilling
everythings so funny
I dont have the money
people dont even know me
but they know how to show me
Why cant you be nicer to me?
My pride is dying
I think Im all done lying
nobodys sharing
so I stop caring
all alone and walking
nobodys talking
Why cant you be nicer to me?
Well the wind is blowing
where am I going
off a bridge and falling
nobodys calling
on the ground and laying
nobodys praying
Why cant you be nicer to me?
song performed by by White Stripes
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I'm a much nicer person since my wife died. I found out what pain is, so on that level I'm much nicer.
quote by Hugh Leonard
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It's useless to make an oasis, if you don't have a desert around!
quote by Octav Bibere
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Talent without skill is like a desert without an oasis.
A Realization Of Two Things
a bud is better
seen on top of its stalk
even when it has
already bloomed
completely
it is still nicer to
see the flower stuck
on its stalk
even if it has already
wilted
it is still nicer to see
it on its stalk
even when the stalk is gone
the flower is still there
and it is nicer still
to imagine it
untouched by any human
hand
only nature
only nature has the power
to take it
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The press always ends up being much nicer than I expect. A lot of times they say something snarky about you, but then you meet them in person and they couldn't be nicer.
quote by Josh Schwartz
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When The Rains Fall
I desert your sadness while
you oasis my wilderness
When the rains fall
poem by Moon Pseudo
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for J....
I am glad
having said
i could have loved you more...
it is sad
when love withers
due to your suns
when the desert bears more sands
because you hated more
about dreams of waters
rains are strangers
and the caravan of camels
are trains of thoughts
traveling at night
and not knowing what days are...
i am an oasis
and i have no place for you anymore
the leaves of my date palms
do not recognize your songs
anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Imaginining Us... That Night I Was Very Lonely...
on one rainy night
just the two of us
we share that moment
when you go under
hold the gleaming skin
of my being
under the moon by
the window
and you like the way
the veins of my body
draw the maps of
our faraway existences
that i imagine
when the rain finally stops
and takes you away from
me, a mirage of my darkest
desert night
there is no oasis
no water flowing from my
mouth
there is none in fact
to remember
there is only that moment
that i create in my mind
like a flash of my
meteor inside my
private room
the illusion moves on
like a boat
toward the pier
where everyone waits
like some stranded
passengers
one typhoon day.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Keeping That Faith In Love
when the journey
seems unbearable
you are walking barefoot
on a noonday
desert
no oasis, no palm
no Bedouin in sight to save you
it is just the angry
sun and
you
just the here and
the infinite
over there
you keep faith
in love
you do not ask
why or when
will this suffering end
love has given you
more than enough
overflowing
now it shall take back
what you have
forgotten
what you have taken for
granted
there was once paradise
you were that monkey
sitting over a mountain of gold
your hands have
the power
the spices of life
the opulence of cares
and the
rain of affections
moonlights of
whispers
myriad pleasures and joys
smokes
of hopes to the air
and sky
now it is the desert
the test
keep that faith
at the end of the desert is
the sea
the mountains and rivers
and trees
are just behind you
move
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the Spirit of Rumi-39-The Desert
As the cool dawn brings the light
to the desert where the blue-white sky
meets the sand that time and man have brought,
and you wake the camel boy
to lead the camels from the waterside –
before you mount the lurching beast
and sway off into the desert on your path,
the camel-bells tinkling on the harness,
look into the camel’s eyes.
There you will see mingled,
pride in its being; patience in its duty.
The wise men say that God is found
where opposites meet and are resolved.
Proud in its being, patient in its duty –
no great wonder, then, that the camel
has been chosen of God to take you
across the desert of your destiny in faith and trust;
for in the world of metaphor, where man meets God
in the mind’s own language,
the camel is your body; dutiful proud servant
for the journey you must take; your company
for the length of time that journey takes.
So, traveller, when you reach the green and cool oasis
at the ending of the day’s sufficient journey -
first tie your camel by the waters of refreshment
before you kneel; for food; for prayer; then
resting in the bright-eyed company;
the eyes of those who scan the round horizon as they ride
and wonder always, what oasis lies beyond.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Too much good fortune can make you smug and unaware. Happiness should be like an oasis, the greener for the desert that surrounds it.
quote by Rachel Field
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Another Night Fall...
Another night fall caves in
With the last streaks of the dead Sun withering out.
A night fall of no norms again!
In the dim light of the room I watched her eyes
They had a shine that was of norms very personal.
A night fall of no nostalgic flavours yet!
In the middle of my sleep I saw her sweet smile
It had the charm of an oasis amidst the desert of my nightmare.
A night fall of no exact dimensions indeed!
I know the boundaries of a small day-
I feel every night fall to be a small den thereof.
And I take refuge in its mistress`s embrace.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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I lived in small town out in the desert and my friend used to steal his mom's car in the middle of the night. He'd drive over to my house, I'd sneak out and we'd go out to the desert and just burn things down.
quote by Mark Hoppus
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A Thrill Of Hope
you love and fail
and you want to die
the heart that loves and fails
shirks and shrinks like a drying grape to the desert sun
raisin, look at you, you have become a raisin
wrinkled fruit,
shrinked to the size minimal to the existence
desired, you dry some more, taking away all the life
possible in your skin and bone
the desert sun is cruellest
in you
so unforgiving so determined to shrink you
more than a raisin
this cruelty can turn you into a stone
the night has come
this thrill of hope comes like a comforting friend
to tell you raisin,
keep the sweetness still
for tomorrow's bitterest spill
the cruelest sun
the deadliest ever
on this desert sun the hottest sands
and you will not surrender
the hope is still there
the dream is this oasis somewhere
the bedouin and his coming camel
who knows? and when?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Usual Happening
and so it happens
that he finally went to the wilderness
because his heart is bleeding
and he is in need of the cure
the silence in the desert
the extreme heat of the sun
the hope for the oasis
the dream of camels
the mercy of his beloved
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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