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Structural Defect
STRUCTURAL DEFECT
Once a strong bridge built with concrete and steel
Supporting the ways of those that travel
Standing so strong, no signs of dismay
Only to drop, no longer erect
Looking so firm, looking so tough
It couldn’t stay arise
There’s a structural defect
Being so coy, distracted by success
Caught off guard by actions of nature
Flaunting the muscles of which it was given
Only to fall, no strength is left
Tumble to the ground, destruction at hand
No chance for fulfillment
There’s a structural defect
Created for speed and power, it functions with ease
Yet sensitive and fragile, susceptive to failure
Years will pass, no signs of defeat
A structure of distress
One day, out of the blue
It came crashing down
There’s a structural defect
Mike Farris Jr.
1/27/09
poem by Mike Farris Jr.
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Your are the Taj Mahal
You are a Taj Mahal,
At least to me.
Had I seen you
When I was a child,
When I was a lad,
When I was an adult
Or in middle age.
I would not have,
I could not have,
Observed you, valued you
The way now I do
When I am over aged.
I can see in you
What youngsters fail to.
I can make you
What youngsters know not to.
A literary work merits
By its ablest critics.
You are in bloom
In my calibre.
I only know
Which is your hot spot,
That men of your age
Cannot understand.
Give me a try.
29.06.2001, Palakkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The source of every Crime, is some defect of the Understanding; or some error in Reasoning, or some sudden force of the Passions. Defect in the Understanding, is Ignorance; in Reasoning, Erroneous Opinion.
quote by Thomas Hobbes
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The moral and social aspiration proper to American life is, of course, the aspiration vaguely described by the word democratic; and the actual achievement of the American nation points towards an adequate and fruitful definition of the democratic ideal.
quote by Herbert Croly
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Spurts of hormones
Love talks, love scenes and love stories
Will trigger spurts of hormones-
Oestrogen and testosterone-
In girls and boys respectively.
Which in turn activate zones
Of sexual pleasure in brain.
Thus sexual pleasures are undergone
Without prejudice to virtues.
Elders must encourage youngsters,
And youngsters must shut eyes to elders
When they respectively indulge in love.
29.08.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The seasoned one has value
Dear,
I can’t play
The youngsters played,
The play of romance,
The play of hides and seeks
And the play of abandonment.
Dear,
I still can play
The youngsters failed,
The play of passion,
The play of care and concern
And the play of enrichment.
That is why
You, half my age,
At your middle age,
Still find in me repose,
Still find in me sway and solace
And seek the sex fulfillment.
20.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dreams of the Modern Youth
The dreams that children have these days
Are weird and rather unusual;
Their dreams could change the human race –
Tho’ virtual and so unreal!
The thoughts of children nowadays,
Are wild and look like almost freaks;
Their minds can do the stellar gaze,
And climb the highest mountain-peaks!
Child-prodigies are often born,
Astounding world in many forms;
The halls of fame, their feats adorn,
Creating intellectual storms!
Most modern youth are on their own;
They have their ambitions in life;
They bother not of things well-known,
And accomplishments that are rife!
Even the baby, one-year old,
Can do much wonders than we think;
Today’s youngsters are brave and bold;
Like famous poets, they can ink!
The world today has changed a lot;
The modern youth is pretty smart;
With ease, it takes the highest slot,
And do things with finesse and art!
Let children do whatever they love;
Adults are there to guide them through;
With time, most youngsters well do prove,
And bring accolades, laurels too!
’Tis time, adults realized that
The modern world is great to live;
Their offspring can do all things but
Some wisdom, elders ought to give!
Allow your children’s dreams come true;
The world is fascinating much;
With freedom, youngsters can well do
All things with splendid, magic touch!
Let youngsters dream their dreams their way;
Adults must goad their achievements;
Let challenges come, come what may,
Let youngsters build new monuments!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-1-2008
poem by John Celes
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D7
Straight as an arrow
Defect defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject reject
Towards anti-social
Solo solo
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday mayday
Gonna leave this region
Theyll take me with them
Demension seven
song performed by by Nirvana
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No Longer Afraid To Dream
I am no longer afraid to dream;
Whereas before, aspiration was made to seem
Too lofty a goal for a man like me-
I now know that one day, I might see
All my dreams marry with a wondrous reality;
This has not always been my mentality:
Before, I stunted my dreams under a cerebral ceiling,
Which only served to leave me with an uneasy feeling;
I am much obliged for the power of this gift,
Responsible for my mind's mediation and my soul's uplift!
Now, I am led by my dreams, and not contrariwise,
Which has served further, so that now I realize
That to truly dream, aspiration must be left unbound:
Yet, in order to fly, your feet need not leave the ground!
-Maurice Harris,9 February 2011
poem by Maurice Harris
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In The Dials
To GARRYOWEN upon an organ ground
Two girls are jigging. Riotously they trip,
With eyes aflame, quick bosoms, hand on hip,
As in the tumult of a witches' round.
Youngsters and youngsters round them prance and bound.
Two solemn babes twirl ponderously, and skip.
The artist's teeth gleam from his bearded lip.
High from the kennel howls a tortured hound.
The music reels and hurtles, and the night
Is full of stinks and cries; a naphtha-light
Flares from a barrow; battered and obtused
With vices, wrinkles, life and work and rags,
Each with her inch of clay, two loitering hags
Look on dispassionate--critical--something 'mused.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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Wreckless
You wanna break my pace stepped,
With a wreckless defect.
You wanna slip and slide...
As if we've never met!
You wanna break my pace stepped,
With a wreckless defect.
You wanna slip and slide...
And glide by high,
As if we've never met!
Don't try.
Don't try.
And I can't cope,
With your groping on my coattails.
Like you're a piece of my pie,
You wish to eat to satisfy...
A feeding kept from eyes.
Don't try.
Don't try.
And I can't cope,
With your groping on my coattails.
Like you're a piece of my pie,
You wish to eat and satisfy...
A feeding kept from eyes.
To greed as you hide!
Oh my,
Don't try!
You wanna break my pace stepped,
With a wreckless defect.
You wanna slip and slide...
As if we've never met!
You wanna break my pace stepped,
With a wreckless defect.
You wanna slip and slide...
And glide by high,
Pretending we've never met!
Oh my,
Don't try...
To fool me with your disguise.
Don't try.
Don't try.
And I can't cope,
With your groping on my coattails.
Like you're a piece of my pie,
You wish to eat to satisfy...
A feeding kept from eyes.
Oh my,
Don't try...
To fool me with your disguise.
As if,
I'm in need...
For a guide that hides.
Oh my,
Don't try.
Don't try.
Don't try.
Oh my,
Don't you do it!
Don't try.
Don't you do it!
Don't try.
Oh my,
Don't you do it!
Don't try.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A journey begins with first step! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Oh great warriors
Of yore
Sages of folk lore,
Could you tell me
Why do I feel vanquished
In the face of victory?
Had no aspiration to build
Great empires,
Or enlighten
The ignorant.
Just a small aspiration
To be free
And protest against
Pressure of
Conformity…
On being released,
from captivity,
Stood dazed in front of
Open cage,
Like a bird
Who has forgotten the
Instinct to fly
Looked skyward:
Jonathan Livingston Seagull
Soaring high…
Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach is a fable in novella form
about a seagull learning about life and flight.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Thats my nation
I am a Nigerian
and i live in Niger area
i am proud of my country
because they have got a new direction
Nigeria is my nation
a nation with determination
all we need is multivation
in order to move the motion
Our youths have aspiration
our children have inspiration
infact other nations have the conviction
that Nigeria would become the greatest nation
The youths are now following instructions
and our adults now says don't mention
because we now have a new intention
the only problem is how to make it function
W e have got determination
doubled with aspiration, inspiration and perspiration
we do not want any obstruction
neither do we want an objection
Our new intention
has no need for rejection
all we need is multivation
to introduce our new invention
there is no need for me to question
because thats my nation
and i am happy they have thier notion
to put into action
poem by Micheal Udenyi
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There is no man nor thing without his defect, and often they have two or three of them.
I did have fun, for example, in The Black Hole which was very popular among youngsters.
quote by Maximilian Schell
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My parents were so poor when I was a kid, I never went anywhere. I take our youngsters with us because I don't know anything that teaches them so much.
Parents can really help, but they can also really hinder the development of their youngsters.
quote by Mike Krzyzewski
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If youth is a defect, it is one we outgrow too soon.
quote by Robert Lowell
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