A diligent man ever finds that something remains to be done.
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Diligent as one must be in learning, one must be as diligent in forgetting; otherwise the process is one of pedantry, not culture.
quote by Albert J. Nock
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To be idle is a short road to death and to be diligent is a way of life; foolish people are idle, wise people are diligent.
To be idle is a short road to death and to be diligent is a way of life foolish people are idle, wise people are diligent.
The Poet Finds....
The poet finds whatever the moon could not see,
The poet finds whatever the earth does not know,
The poet finds whatever the sun could not see,
The poet finds whatever others do not know,
The poet finds whatever the stars could not see,
So why do the heathen rage and the people plot vanity? !
For she who is pregnant is closer to us,
And the hart pants after streams of water.
Your tears have been your food night and day,
And like your inner self in the lan dof your muse;
But the poet finds whatever the sun could not see.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Pessimist In A Poem...
the sickness of humanity
is looking for a cure
and trusting about the herbs of
words
humanity keeps on writing
until it finds the
cure,
there seems to be
nothing,
there is no remedy
on the sickness of our humanity
it begs
nothing is given
it is thirsty and remains
to be one
it is hungry (for love, for compassion
for warmth, and understanding
for food
and shelter and embrace)
and it so remains to
be one
hungry world
there is no cure, its sickness
remains forever
until you come in
to tell the world that it is wrong
you are the savior
of this sickness of humanity
when you cease to be
one of them.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nothing Of Value
I hang up antiquated quill,
to fill taskmaster till.
All I know dearly bought,
comes to nullified nought.
No negotiable reward remains,
to sustain, ordained writings wrought.
So fruitless frustrated search,
belies, an inspired image sought.
Is nothing lasting learned,
is nothing timely taught?
Diligent inspired dutiful labour,
but wasted, wash-out thought.
Life stagnates
stupefied on,
nothing of virtuous,
virtuoso, value bought?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Unaware of Her Perfection
I see her appear from the corner of my vision
And I feel my back stand tall
I want to speak to her and express this feeling inside
I have no words to match at all
Her pattern remains untouched and fluid as she floats through time and space
I struggle to find my next move to make it look like I know what I'm doing
I can only attempt to rise and fall out of my stream of self-consciousness
While she remains untouched and fluid
Unaware of her perfection
Every move I make
Finds the dreaded second guess
While every move she makes is simply the best
poem by ryan Cravatta
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Remains Unseen
The hate that tears at my brain
Remains unseen to you
The self loathing and the pain
I'm swinging at the end of my rope,
If you only knew
I am lost without a hope,
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
I don't want to live this day
It's getting harder every day,
To face what I've become
The fear of what I have become
Remains unseen to you
A heart that's just gone numb
Remains unseen to you
I just want to close my eyes
And pretend this isn't true
Throw my hands up to the skies
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
This feeling of helplessness
And despair remains unseen to you
It's the cross that I must bear,
But it remains unseen to you
I dwell in a twisted reality of hate,
Remains unseen to you
Ugly thoughts, you cannot relate,
So I'll remain unseen to you
song performed by by Unseen
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To A Mother The Son Does Not Grow Adult
Mother, is the living shrine,
To her eye the son remains ever green,
Whole the world is aware of the son,
The mother’s eye never transforms from the morn.
The son stations to adult hood,
He gets equipped with different moods,
He learns the black art of daily change,
He experiences the relation-mystery widening his range.
The mother’s dictionary reads only the baby innocent,
For she gets wrapped in her feelings essence,
She finds no fault with the boy,
And sees him playing with childhood toy.
To a son the mother remains as an oasis,
In his good and evil she remains as a spontaneous bliss.
For, from her being the son comes on the earth,
Learns her smile, her words, and life’s rope with fountain mirth.
When the son feels sorrow the mother cries,
In son’s evil days, with all her soothing she tries,
Her heart and mind like fresh wind, find passage to son’s wellbeing,
She is the earthly goddess, the divine image, life’s rarest thing.
poem by Subrata Ray
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Who is quick in youth will be diligent in old age.
I cannot say that I was a particularly diligent student, especially during the lower grades.
quote by Koichi Tanaka
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Who is generous is lazy, who is angry is diligent.
For the diligent, a week has seven days; for the slothful, seven tomorrows.
a mortal
who feels immortality
is a diligent fool
quote by by John Celes
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To the crew of a shot-out Ratel of 61 Mechanised Bn Grp (rondine)
What escape remains when you are trapped
by enemy landmine after landmine,
from the incoming shell’s wailing whine;
when boys, some just children are snapped,
in the flash when a armoured car is scrapped,
even if your bravery does holy shine;
what escape remains?
What little remains when thunder-clapped
of what someone could as a life define
when by law military service did confine
young men, whose lives death had overlapped;
what escape remains?
poem by Gert Strydom
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A View
I look down and see small ants
so busy and so diligent
Strange that when I look again
they could be tiny little men.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Better than a thousand days of diligent study is one day with a great teacher.