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Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.
Thomas Paine in Common Sense
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Consolations For My Mediocrity
There are many consolations for my mediocrity-
Most are like me
Very few are great-
I tried and wrote what I had to-
I did not give up-
Greatness is a gift of God
I was not given-
A petty person's consolation
In the end perhaps too the greatest
Will know oblivion-
And last and in the end
There is no consolation for having failed.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sympathy
Sympathy just doesnt mean
That much to me
Compassions not
The fashion in my mind
And if youre looking for
A shoulder to cry on
Dont turn your head my way
cause Id rather have
My music any day
You and I are
Masters of our destiny
We look for consolation all the time
Until we find out things are not
What they were meant to be, oh no
And if it doesnt suit our mood
Well call it crime
Dedications not an obligation
Or a figment of
Someones imagination
Its the only way they say
To live from day to day
To make each passing way
A small sensation
Dreams are the possession of
The simple man
Reality the fantasy of youth
But living is a problem that
Is common to us all
With love the only
Common road to truth
song performed by by Uriah Heep
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Democracy is zera
Democracy is zero
Common man is hero.
Common man is called
Janata janardan
Common man is called
Nara narayan.
Common man is omnipresent
Common man is Omniscient
Common man is omnipotent.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXV: Common Thing
It’s not a kindness of heart
It’s not strong solidarity
It’s just a common thing
It’s not local wisdom
It’s not old tradition
It’s just a common thing
It’s not call of duty
It’s not sense of right
It’s just a common thing
It’s not formal greeting
It’s not automatic response
It’s just a common thing
It’s not a matter of guessing
It’s not a part of instinct
It’s just a common thing
It’s not natural reaction
It’s not act of compassion
It’s just a common thing
It’s not regular news
It’s not lack of awareness
It’s just a common thing
It’s not general knowledge
It’s not piece of memory
It’s just a common thing
It’s not statistic range
It’s not operational standard
It’s just a common thing
It’s not moral excuses
It’s not people ignorance
It’s just a common thing
It’s not public secret
It’s not rhetoric question
It’s just a common thing
It’s not different mindset
It’s not basic solution
It’s just a common thing
It’s not absolute law
It’s not blind obedience
It’s just a common thing
It’s not sweet revenge
It’s not getting even
It’s just a common thing
It’s not constant worry
It’s not planted fear
It’s just a common thing
It’s not usual bickering
It’s not daily fight
It’s just a common thing
It’s not die hard habit
It’s not strange behavior
It’s just a common thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Shipwreck Water
The rain dropped down at 7:20
so suddenly wasted water
harsh memories no matter how deeply buried
survive, they emerge
all my betrayed water runs
between soles of her feet
their average is torn
Normandy
wait, wait, fulfill your destiny's secret
try to find, try to find
no fear till the end of crime
that day in 1944
and a shipwreck water
Lou Ann lost her father
Lou Ann and her daughter walks from the crosses for whom they've never known
the caretaker wipes the marble face with wet sand to bring out the letters
Sometimes the faces on the marble reflect only a picture of a dark haired man in spectacles
wait, wait, fulfill our destiny's secrets
try to find, try to find
no fear till the end of crime
the day in 1944
and a shipwreck water
Lou Ann lost her father
and a shipwreck water
Lou Ann never knew her father
father, father
rain dropped down at 7:20 as we watched
harsh memories no matter how deeply buried
all my betrayed water runs
between soles of her feet
their average is torn
Normandy
and a shipwreck water
Lou Ann lost her father
and a shipwreck water
Lou Ann never knew her father, father
song performed by by Nine Days
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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If mind is common to us, then also the reason, whereby we are reasoning beings, is common. If this be so, then also the reason which enjoins what is to be done or left undone is common. If this be so, law also is common; if this be so, we are citizens; if this be so, we are partakers in one constitution; if this be so, the Universe is a kind of Commonwealth.
quote by Marcus Aurelius
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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The Common Law and Equity
The common law is male
Equity is female.
Each needs the other
For justice to be in order.
The common law is lame
Without equity’s fame.
Equity’s a piece of nonsense
Without common law’s presence.
When the conflicts arise,
Equity should stand tall
But upon the common law.
Both make justice rise.
The common law and equity
What a wonderful blend!
poem by Saintmoses Eromosele
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A world community can exist only with world communication, which means something more than extensive short-wave facilities scattered; about the globe. It means common understanding, a common tradition, common ideas, and common ideals.
quote by Robert M. Hutchins
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sharing
SHARING
Emotions pooled through message simple, clear
empathy extend, blend double heart
finding behind the lines joy’s world apart -
no challenge for the sake of challenge here.
Creative thinking helps both persevere
openly, free from artificial art.
Arrogance, intolerance, which chart
shipwreck sure, are absent as, sincere,
touching trust, whatever course they steer,
is manifest, sails to safe port where part
and whole are won, minds common aims impart.
Time, distance, fade as frontiers disappear.
Structure is not stricture when our verse
evokes shared image timeless two rehearse.
4 August 2004 revised 22 October 2008
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Sharing
Emotions pooled through simple message clear
empathy extend to warm the heart
which seeks behind the lines a world apart -
no challenge for the sake of challenge here.
Creative thinking helps the mind appear
open, free from artificial art.
Arrogance, intolerance, which chart
shipwreck sure, are absent as, sincere,
the reader’s touched whatever course [s]he’d steer
through trust towards a harbour safe where part
and whole are won, which common aims impart.
Time, distance, fade as frontiers disappear.
Structure is not stricture when the verse
evokes shared image, timeless to rehearse
4 August 2004
Poem Sharing © Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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It is inaccurate to say I hate everything. I am strongly in favor of common sense, common honesty, and common decency. This makes me forever ineligible for any public office.
quote by H.L. Mencken
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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It is inaccurate to say that I hate everything. I am strongly in favor of common sense, common honesty, and common decency. This makes me forever ineligible for public office.
quote by H.L. Mencken
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Old age is a shipwreck.
quote by Charles de Gaulle
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Never Say Die
Oh who took that shot
Well I couldnt say, I was already down
Oh who set me up
Well I couldnt say cause I saw no one around
Now Im lyin here in desperation
I had it all worked out
Everything I hear is consolation
Ive got this feelin you should never say die
In my fantasy
There were days to come that I wanted so bad
Someone sold me out then it all was done
That dream was all that I had
Now Im lyin here in desperation
I had it all worked out
Everything I hear is consolation
Ive got this feelin you should never say die
song performed by by Europe
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The man who has experienced shipwreck shudders even at a calm sea.
No one can complain of the sea who twice suffers shipwreck.
Good Evening Mr. Waldheim
Good evening mr.waldheim
And pontiff how are you?
You have so much in common
In the things you do
And here comes jesse jackson
He talks of common ground
Does that common ground include me
Or is it just a sound
A sound that shakes
Oh jesse, you must watch the sounds you make
A sound that quakes
There are fears that still reverberate
Jesse you say common ground
Does that include the plo?
What about people right here right now
Who fought for you not so long ago?
The words that flow so freely
Falling dancing from your lips
I hope that you dont cheapen them
With a racist slip
Oh common ground
Is common ground a word or just a sound
Common ground
Remember those civil rights workers buried in the ground
If I ran for president
And once was a member of the klan
Wouldnt you call me on it
The way I call you on farrakhan
And pontiff, pretty pontiff
Can anyone shake your hand ?
Or is it just that you like uniforms
And someone kissing your hand
Or is it true
The common ground for me includes you too
Oh, oh, is it true
The common ground for me includes you too
Good evening mr.waldheim
Pontiff how are you
As you both stroll through the woods at night
Im thinking thoughts of you
And jesse youre inside my thoughts
As the rhythmic words subside
My common ground invites you in
Or do you prefer to wait outside
Or is it true
The common ground for me is without you
Or is it true
The common ground for me is without you
Oh is it true
Theres no ground common enough for me and you
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Poetry As Constellation
for Karthik,
'...descend, and of the curveship lend a myth to God.'
You hear
'consolation'
as 'constellation'
when I explain
a poem is a
consolation
work that I
am compelled
to
as a lover
is to traces
pointing
beyond sighs
and windows
where
Arcturus
stands
poised
wheeling
in night's
patient
slow round,
his arrow
strung
forever
ready to
swiftly fly
as am I
along the
spatial curve
of your
arching
thighs.
Thi s, too,
taut,
restrained,
breath held
in perpetua's
swollen
lips of
release -
If you
could only
see what
I see in
your eyes
when the
arrow
finally
flies
[for Karthik ]
poem by Warren Falcon
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