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Friends And Foes
Better are foes than friends, sometimes, oh friend
Flip through thy pages friends, pretentiously
And say, “It's great, so nice, wondrous and good! ”
But foes! Rummage with spite them ruthlessly
In search of faults, they tear you piece by piece
God knows what foes unearth and well discern
In their inadvertence may discover
Precious jewels you hid in oblivion
And win you accolades of connoisseurs
So, friends or foes, never mind thee, oh friend
To friends say warm hello and thanks a lot
And there they come, your foes, with smiles crooked
Come on, up on thy feet and make salute
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Foes Yet Friends(Roundel)
Foes Yet Friends, Tom and Jerry
Chase and face in their racing rounds
Tom is to chase running jerry
Foes Yet Friends
To win to eat aims Tom in rounds
To flee from Tom in rounds Jerry
Yet a foe to both sometimes hounds
Friends they fight in rounds in scurry
Just to win in proud rounds and rounds
But to part again in fury
Foes Yet Friends
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Who are foes?
I make friends from contacts
And pick foes from those friends.
My foes are on increase
In proportion to friends.
09.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who Are My Foes?
I keep my battle cries.
But who are my foes?
With fears I can't release.
But who are my foes?
I feel much threatened too.
But who are my foes?
And when I close my windows,
I bolt and lock all doors.
I frisk my shadows cast.
But who are my foes?
I analyze all night.
But who are my foes?
Even my pet cat believes,
A spy on it has planted fleas.
I get that look from it,
And...
Brush until it's feeling freed.
I shower keeping glasses on.
To catch all my foes.
And drip to dry when done.
I don't use towels.
And when I make a mess and ready,
To take out the trash...
I take my cat with me,
And we both wear masks.
I frisk my shadows cast.
But who are my foes?
I analyze all night.
But who are my foes?
Even my pet cat believes,
A spy on it has planted fleas.
I get that look from it,
And...
Brush until it's freed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love is so Strange
When dogs and cats can get along so well,
And sleep together, taking peaceful rest,
And play with each other like friends, when young,
Unmindful of their natural enmity…
When genes stay suppressed by the environment –
Congenial and training appropriate,
Even foes can stay as friends, if times permit,
And hate’s forgotten, a phenomenon!
The cat hates damp and loves to remain warm;
The dog requires coolness of the ground;
If properly taken care of, they both
Adjust and stay as friends and not as foes!
Love is something stranger than we all think;
Love manifests amongst ev’n natural foes!
‘The cat and dog’- is a mighty example;
Let human beings learn to live in peace.
Forget your problems at least while you rest;
A bit of adjustment is magic big;
Love strangely blossoms ev’n amongst foes!
Foes are not foes forever for lifetimes.
Sometimes, wild animals too adjust well;
The training matters and the environs;
When basic wants are taken care of, then,
One’s baser instincts vanish for sometime!
Men ought to live in peace and harmony;
We cannot lead a life of suspicions;
Let races, nations live in amity;
The earth belongs to every one of us!
Why fight and stay awake when slumber calls?
Why keep our bickering alive always?
There’s love amongst beasts that are natural foes!
Why can’t you live, let others live as well?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-22-2008
poem by John Celes
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Leaving A Place Is Sweet
A shift of place causes
Loss of friends, and also foes.
Loss of foes is sweeter
Than loss of friends is bitter.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Foe Turned Friends
Their enmity over spent,
The foe turned friends
Will become sweet friends.
Their amity over spent,
The friend turned foes
Will become bitter foes.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A fool repays a salve by a stab, and a stab by a salve. [He mistakes friends for foes and foes for friends.]
Lonely & Alone
Lonely when someone feels
Alone is he the only one
He thinks
Never is it the true
For the one is
Always preoccupied
With thoughts and whelms
With friends and foes
With good and bad
Which is always inside the one?
So he should never think of himself
As the one lonely and alone
Who is left deserted in the world
The redeeming feature is that
The lonely and alone is always
The one surrounded with people
And friends and foes
Where he is always left deserted when
He needs them most.
poem by Surabhi Gupta
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For The Friends And Foes
FOR THE FRIENDS AND FOES
FLAMES OF JOY BURNING EVERYWHERE
IN THE MIDDLE OF COLD WINTER
FLOWING IS WARM SPIRIT TO SHARE
MELTING THE TENDER FEELINGS TO CARE
FOR THE FRIENDS FOES AND NEIGHBORS
LIVING AS ONE TOGETHER AND FOREVER
BONDING WITH SWEET SOUNDS OF LAUGHTER
OPENING THE HEARTS TO DIVINE TO SURRENDER
BREEZE OF HAPPINESS BLOWING WITH SNOW
SPRINKLING GOODWILL MAKING IT GROW
ALL OVER MAKING THE WORLD GLOW
IN DIVINE SHADOWS IN PEACEFUL MEADOWS
FOR THE FRIENDS AND FOES AND NEIGHBORS
LIVING AS ONE TOGETHER AND FOREVER
BONDING WITH SWEET SOUNDS OF LAUGHTER
OPENING THE HEARTS TO DIVINE TO SURRENDER
RIVER OF UNDERSTANDING MAKING ITS WAY
IN THE SOULS NIGHT AND DAY
EVEN UNDER THE SKIES OF GRAY
EVERYONE TAKING PRECIOUS TIME TO PRAY
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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Sonnet: As Human Beings, We All Have Problems
Which man on earth is free of all problems?
We earthlings face both happiness and woes;
All can’t be Gold, Diamonds or uncut Gems!
Sad days come to both friends and even foes.
The richest man on earth has problems too,
And spends much time in trying to them solve;
The poorest men on earth have suffered; so
Men can’t their problems on their own resolve.
The secret tool that helps all is prayer!
We ought to pray for ourselves, friends and foes;
The Godless men like rain-less trees wither!
Prayers help men to solve problems and woes.
Pray from your heart to God whenev’r you can;
Alone, you cannot gain Heaven, O Man!
6-9-2001
poem by John Celes
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Love Has No Foes
Love has no foes; where'er he goes
Conditions full of mildness meet,
And amber honey-cells are filled,
And little birds begin to build,
And blossoms gather at his feet,—
Love is so sweet!
Love has no foes; the folded rose
That answering his smile's caress
Blows into beauty, with its heart
All bruised to fragrance by his art,
To every breeze doth still confess
His loveliness!
Love has no foes; who only knows
What Love hath been when Love is fled,
E'en he, bereft, would follow him,
Though to the voiceless caverns dim
Of the wan city of the Dead,
And share his bed!
poem by Florence Earle Coates from Poems (1898)
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100 days as Medical College Dean (D)
My anger is all gone;
I am not just alone;
It is a newer dawn
That I see every morn!
My friends may turn now foes;
And add to my new woes;
With foes as friends, life goes;
I have little resource!
To me all are equal;
‘None are perfect, ’ I tell;
Sometimes, I do well yell,
Ask them to go to hell!
The poor shouldn’t stay so poor!
They must be given care;
I pray for their welfare;
But I’m just ‘earthen-ware’!
I think about my past,
The days I was downcast;
Time elapses so fast;
I unfurl the flag atop the mast!
Life appears to be fine,
With pleasant, warm sunshine;
The water looks like brine,
And I don’t drink wine.
But can I achieve success?
It is a wild, wild guess;
I never like to fuss;
My life’s no more a mess!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-27-2009
poem by John Celes
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Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Admonition 06
Whoever makes peace with the enemies of his friends greatly injures his friends.
Wash thy hands, O wise man, from a friend
Who is sitting together with thy foes.
Certainly Lost! ! Not.
I am beseeching in the land of thoughts without any kingdom of my own,
Without any want, without any gain, in an island surrounded by the foes;
Without the artilleries, the armour or the sword,
For winning the battle;
Sure, I'll lost in the battle with my foes,
Not for their sympathy or for their liberty,
Or in the hope to win,
But I'll remain speechless and emotionless till the end!
poem by Helen Rema
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Death and the Lady
TURN in, my lord, she said ;
As it were the Father of Sin
I have hated the Father of the Dead,
The slayer of my kin ;
By the Father of the Living led,
Turn in, my lord, turn in.
We were foes of old ; thy touch was cold,
But mine is warm as life ;
I have struggled and made thee loose thy hold,
I have turned aside the knife.
Despair itself in me was bold,
I have striven, and won the strife.
But that which conquered thee and rose
Again to earth descends ;
For the last time we have come to blows.
And the long combat ends.
The worst and secretest of foes,
Be now my friend of friends.
poem by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
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You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.
quote by Joseph Conrad
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There Are No Victims
We incarnate with agreements made
we would meet our old friends or foes once again.
This time to set the record straight
to learn how to forgive, love and not hate.
Not knowing what happened in our past life
we meet our foes and carry the pain more than twice.
We have all been killers and other names in the book
we came here to clear our karmic debt and have another look.
We can now transcend karma and create without pain
we can be one with the creator and not have to be insane.
For we can have one foot in heaven and the other foot on the ground
we can now be in control consciously which is the new game in town.
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 22,2012
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He who laughs at others' woes finds few friends and many foes.
Gold for friends,
Lead for foes.
quote by Anastasio Somoza Garcia
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