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Forewarned, forearmed; to be prepared is half the victory.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Lookout Post
The meerkats stood on tippy toes,
For danger was afoot!
Where it would strike, nobody knows
And yet they must stay put!
So one looked left and one looked right
And one looked up and down!
To some, the meerkats looked a sight,
With each one, Nature's clown!
But times were hard and foes were fast!
So fast, they were a blur!
While unwarned victims were aghast,
The wise were quick to stir!
They didn't hang around and say,
'Ooh, look! That's not so good! '
They scarpered quick, got clean away
And left the neighbourhood!
Forewarned, forearmed, four feet, then gone...
To snigger underground!
To safely hide from light that shone,
No longer to be found!
The game went on to their delight,
For hours at a time...
It's very hard for foes to bite
A meerkat in his prime!
United they stand! Together!
Survivors to the end!
Yes, meerkats are very clever!
Just try to catch one, friend!
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Lookout Post'.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Natural Powers Of Human Beings
Every human being living on planet earth possess some basic powers
The basic powers include powers to think, select, reason, decide,
Invent, produce, feel, create, construct, write and make choices
All the above powers have their positive and negative manifestations
Those human beings who are spiritually undeveloped exhibit
Some negative powers such as hatred and disgust, jealousy and envy
Hypocrisy and duplicity, selfishness and egotism, as well as insincerity
The spiritually developed human beings display positive powers like
Compassion and kindness, love and affection, charity and philanthropy
Reverence for life, altruism and self-sacrifice, optimism and buoyancy
Some human beings demonstrate extraordinary powers of intuition
Metaphysicians classify the powers of intuition as part of the sixth sense
The power of intuition is the ability to know without thinking
Answers and solutions come naturally to those who have these powers
Few human beings exhibit the astonishing powers of premonition
The power of premonition is the power of forewarning
This is the power to know that something has happened without been told
It is the power to know an event is about to occur before it actually does
Mystics categorize the powers of premonition as part of the sixth sense
As it is popularly said – to be forewarned is to be forearmed
Premonition is one of special powers human beings can possess
A number of individuals display the amazing powers of telepathy
Telepathy is the science of mind-to-mind communication
It is also the power to know what your neighbors are thinking about
Some folks refer to telepathy as a branch of clairvoyance
Few people say telepathy is part of E.S.P – extrasensory perception
Whatever may be your own definition of telepathy
It is an incredible power any human being can possess
All the above mentioned powers are not magical powers
The powers are available to all human beings to access
Please enjoy your life, good luck and happy destiny
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Batting The Ball
batting the ball that i did not hit,
walloping the volleyball that did not reach the net
swimming on a murky river
the boat that sinks
and the birds that fly too low on the mountains
their feet hitting the tops of the trees
dreams that do not come true
i am already forewarned
foretold, i have resigned to accept
that what is not best for me cannot be granted.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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SHORT; Human nature; Neighbors; Silly? : Picking Grapefruits
I pick grapefruits from ground ‘neath Helen's tree.
Through her window she is gazing at me.
I have her permission to gather from the ground,
but, forewarned! ....., if I dared pick from her BRANCHES,
on my skull she would pound.
poem by Bri Edwards
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Catharsis
Stoic my nature.
Plunders
Without a glitch
Ain't be shared
Amongst all.
Power though wields
Snatches the yield
From those
Most deserving
In need.
Warned,
Forewarned you
Didn't bid bye
To this race
Justice
Shall prevail
And those
Whom you have waylaid
Will
Adorn with grace.
You
With plundered wealth
Jaded
On stage
Will rejuvenate
Those
Whom you waylaid.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Warning: Irony And Others Ahead
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dearest readers online
be forewarned
when you read a poem
there may be irony ahead
and if you don’t look out
yes, it can be like you’ve
run against an iron pole
smack bang against the forehead
(which may not matter if you’re Ironhead â€"
but if you’re anything like me
flesh and blood and heart â€"
Ouch! It can more than hurt!)
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be forewarned also
when you read a poem
it can be like
driving in a school zone
when the kids are going home â€"
so watch out:
irony may be walking with persona
and the literal with metaphor
and maybe a figurative pig round the corner
and sarcasm hand in hand
with opposite-of-what’s-being-said
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so do drive alert
eyes open, mind open
when in Poetry Land
O most intelligent reader
for you never know
in the thoroughfare of poetry
who you might
just bump into:
Mr Alternative;
Mr So-in-your-face;
Ms I-Want-to-Talk-About-God-Yet-Again;
Vicar There’s-No-Bloody-God;
Mr and Mrs Moralist;
Mr Hey-Let’s-Have-Sex-While-at-Poetry;
and so on, you know â€"
It can be like being Alice in Wonderland
with the Mad Hatter
but you got to keep your sanity
for company
yep, stay alert
or you might just crash your Reading
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An Afterthought
and I know
wise reader
all the above might make me sound
like Mr-know-all
but hey â€" modesty’s never been
the poet’s professional trait
(you must think about that â€"
cos even the poet devoted entirely
to Subjects Divine and Holy
and of Such Lofty Things
and exuding sweet humility
is bloody arrogant -
cos they do implicitly or explicitly claim
they know what really matters
while you or I don’t)
poem by Raj Arumugam
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You Told Me
By michael nesmith
You told me youd always stay, you told me!
You told me youd never stray, you told me!
All these things you said you said sincerely.
Still I am leaving you in spite of what you told me.
Ive heard things that did not match what you told me.
And of your love that would not last as you told me.
Forwarned is forearmed, it hurts, Im leaving.
I may be wrong I cant love what Im just hearing.
Times have made me shy
Of all the things youre saying
Time have made me shy
Of girls and all the games they are playing.
Someday I may see the truth of what you told me.
I may find I left too soon and that you told me.
Only things that you were honestly feeling.
I must have more to love than what you told me.
Yes, I must have more to love than what you told me.
Yes, I must have more to love than what you told me.
song performed by by Monkees
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Cat II
Mice waltz down my throat
and birdhouse birds fly headfirst down-
More would but for this tell-tale bell
with which I'm collar-bound:
Forewarned, they scattersqueal
scurry downstairs to their comfy lairs.
Remember, I'm a cat.
Nothing to do about that.
Exhausting my nine ends
I'll straightaway ascend 'way up to kitty heaven
(a biggish sort of alley)
chockabloc filled with my old friends.
Cream me, kipper me, even
tax me with inoculations
You doing that
I may occasionally, occasionally,
(if the mood befalls me)
catch a rat.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Life and Death of Happiness
Mourn the death of good things which
have passed so quietly in the night,
cry over their funeral
growing uncontrollable as the casket is closed so tight.
Feel the warmth of good thing’s soul
as it escapes into forever after
wave good bye
with a tear in eye
to love,
to light,
to laughter.
Rush into the hospital,
you should have known, you were forewarned
that every time a good things dies
another is shortly born.
poem by Chris Weersing
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My Amorous Invitation
Do you really love me? Well, that remains to be seen;
The answer lies in your actions, they will reveal what you mean
When you say: 'I love you'-I pray its your heart's verity!
Contrariwise, my love for thee needs no further clarity,
I know of its truth because my heart tells me;
Perhaps you and your's concur in your statements veracity-
I cannot be sure, so I bide for further assurance,
As much does, indeed, ride upon your avowance!
Be forewarned though, allow not, my outward appearance,
To otherwise belie my heart's inward vulnerability;
It has been hurt, and needs to balance
The need for love, with its own fragility!
I trust your that words were preceded by much mentation-
As were mine, before I extended my amorous invitation!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Love Sonnet 183 Like fruit which over-ripes and sadly falls,
Like fruit which over-ripes and sadly falls,
Youth ends, but hope mine mellows as though wine,
As best to culminate these earthly calls,
And please, my Lord, forgive those sins of mine;
As I may never pass this way again,
Please let this trail I blazed be known, not scorned,
So they too, would my wanderings attain,
Of snares and pitfalls, they would be forewarned;
Though yet more peaks to climb, I contemplate,
But might this task, to them I give to bear,
To conquer where my skills had failed, frustrate,
But then to pride when they would laurels wear;
......For as a guide for path that youth may take,
......Their joys, if not glory, I might partake.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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The Room Gets Smaller
The room keeps getting smaller. What did I do this time? Logic is dead and gone. And time continues to move on. The room keeps getting smaller. No its not fine. I hurt someone very close and I was forewarned. Its was a mistake that created heart break. And the room get smaller. Yes I'm out of my mined. My failures are so large that I have fallen so far under par. A forty foot latter isn't high enough. God how this is going to get rough. And the room gets smaller smaller and smaller till it totters to the brink of collapse and I see the death of others coming. Its a domino effect that I created because I was too desperate. I paid the ultimate price of an unwanted sacrifice.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Dragons
well im watching the dragons as they make another claim
he used to be a friend of mine, i called him by his name
well theres nothing you can say to nirvana when its packed up in a syringe
we'll call up your mama and bus in all your friends
well im watching the dragons
as they slither out of sight
and i wonder who'll be sleeping alone tonight
beth lost her sister, they came and they took her away
and there aint enough pills in the world and nothing i can say
so i tell her i love her and that shes a friend
and each time i leave her, i wonder if i'll see her again
well im watching the dragons
as they slither out of sight
and i wonder who'll be sleeping alone tonight
then i look in the mirror
the dragon has many forms
i wonder if hes coming for me
because i have been forewarned
well im wathing the dragons
as they slither out of sight
and i wonder who'll be sleeping alone tonight
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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Going is not Staying
Going is pleasing, but staying is the finest,
Because success is a wand of delight, the achiest.
Homes must destroy and damage other houses and mansions,
To be absurd, to be asinine, and to be cruel demonstrations.
Denizens of the abysm are far away from killing, and willing
To crop up in mansions that keep blood, of those who are honouring.
The horror is married as a disgust also agony, they also want reading
After the books wonder from the head or grave, this is much abducting.
Go to an area of strict kindness although we do hate your kind,
You seem like evolving your bedroom and chairs, your very mind.
Go away, I say to it, and what do people carry out when warned?
Thursday is today, adding a cat to Friday, the lion forewarned.
Going and staying is when supernatural actions work,
It is gorgeous why dangers pass, when do you go berserk?
poem by Naveed Akram
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I See
Some few have the ability
to see what others cannot see.
Is it a blessing or a curse?
A process that they can’t reverse.
Some few but they are very few
are happy that they can preview.
Future events and be forewarned,
Although their prophecies are scorned
by those who are unwilling to
expand their narrow point of view.
Blithely ignore the evidence
which tends to support prescience.
When things foretold prove to be true
They cannot change their narrow view.
Perhaps afraid that what seers see
must happen: Inevitably.
But those who have the second sight
do not claim they are always right
The fleeting visions which they see.
They may interpret wrongfully.
Nor do they claim they can foresee
every eventuality
They know too well the scenes they see
may be long past or yet to be.
In due course most will decide
to keep quiet; try to hide
the fact that they sometimes see
the future intermittently.
If you have this ability
then you will surely understand.
You won’t see what you wish to see
it is not under your command.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Dear Anna (Carlos Olmeda)
Did the roses never open,
Are you left to start again?
And not a single tear should fall into the water,
That you kept them in.
Dear Anna,
I am the only one,
Who will love you until the end,
Oh Anna,
Open your heart again,
And warm me by the fire within.
How are you going to face the autumn,
With the pain you only friend?
Just remember that; Before you know the winter,
You'll know love again
Dear Anna,
I am the only one,
Who will love you until the end,
Oh Anna,
Open your heart again,
And warm me by the fire within.
I stand forewarned,
Love will change,
Even the best of friends,
And nothing wrong with starting over,
Go on and have yourself a cry,
I just wanna be the man with arms around you,
When you dry your eyes
Dear Anna,
Well, I am the only one,
Who will love you until the end,
Oh Anna,
Open your heart again,
And warm me by the fire within.
song performed by by Jason Mraz
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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