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No good deed goes unpunished.
English proverbs
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Rather let the crime of the guilty go unpunished than condemn the innocent.
quote by Justinian I
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Whoever hastens to grow rich will not go unpunished.
Every unpunished murder takes away something from the security of every man's life.
quote by Daniel Webster
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Rather leave the crime of the guilty unpunished than condemn the innocent.
quote by Marcus Tullius Cicero
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A Lie
A lie though goes on unpunished,
Is not to be concealed;
The cheater though thousands of times,
Beguiles the world whole,
Yet on a certain day it gets revealed;
Seeking straight its own channels,
Comes out bare unsealed.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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We as a Congress have a moral obligation to bring justice to the families of these victims. Furthermore, as a society based on laws, we have a responsibility to ensure that criminals don't go unpunished.
quote by Bob Filner
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Whatever our creed, we feel that no good deed can by any possibility go unrewarded, no evil deed unpunished.
quote by Orison Swett Marden
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It is distressing to me that we live in an age in which we still must fight to protect our civil rights as Americans, in which a hate crime perpetrated against someone based their sexual orientation can go unpunished, and in which discrimination is being written into our laws.
quote by John Conyers
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Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.
Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.
Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.
Love would strike again
I have let go some unpunished and
Some forgiven; they aren’t my kin.
Mustn’t I forgive my love?
He hid the truth to gain my love.
He hid the facts to retain my love.
However, no reconciliation.
Love is a beautiful thing
That would happen to anyone
And at any number of times.
Looking forward to its happening,
I move forward without any scars.
Men are plenty; all are starving.
20.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man is worse than a beast.
The soldiers loot and rape the war victims.
They get this license from their victory.
Ruthless acts come from the worthy citizens!
You would do what they did were you they.
War atrocities go unchecked, unpunished.
Roman Empires did and Hitler men did.
Asoka the Great did; so did all winners.
Alexander the Great did; so all religions.
Where went morals, taught and learnt from scriptures?
Where went the virtues, fervently pursued?
Where went the conscience, brought up by the race?
Man turns worse than a beast when he can.
26.03.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Leave This To Real Men
Hide behind your pride.
Tell them that tonight is the day they all die.
Death is all around me.
Their just no way to get away.
Not tomorrow or today.
The man says i'm just trying to change my life.
As he gets thrown right back into captivity.
No good deed goes unpunished.
Hate the perfect lovers.
Cause they're just so god damn perfect for each other.
Let jealousy sliver right on in.
Its hiding right beneath the skin.
You just cant win with these feelings within.
The man says i'm just trying to change my life,
As grabs the knife and tries to stab someone.
Listen to me hes a dangerous man.
Here a plan get going run as far you can.
Leave this fight to real men.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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As ye sow so must ye reap
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
An old adage which still applies today
You paid no heed although you had been warned
But you will learn there is a price to pay.
You chose to lie to satisfy your lust
You promised her complete fidelity
But then you shamelessly betrayed her trust.
Only a fool could fail to see that she.
Would feel she had the right to punish you.
But she was wise enough to know
that in due course you will receive your due.
Your many sins will not be allowed to go.
unpunished: You must suffer in your turn.
A lesson which philanderers all learn.
Friday,05 March 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Thersites
So, in the Sunday papers _you_, Del Mar,
Damn, all great Englishmen in English speech?
I am no Englishman, but in my reach
A rogue shall never rail where heroes are.
You are the man, if I mistake you not,
Who lately with a supplicating twitch
Plucked at the pockets of the London rich
And paid your share-engraver all you got.
Because that you have greatly lied, because
You libel nations, and because no hand
Of officer is raised to bid you stand,
And falsehood is unpunished of the laws,
I stand here in a public place to mark
With level finger where you part the crowd
I stand to name you and to cry aloud:
'Behold mendacity's great hierarch!'
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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A View Of A Narra Tree Whose Branches Are Cut
there it stands tall beside a nipa house
its branches all cut
the climbing lichen and moss shall soon die
at noonday
wilting and stiffening
mummified on an early summer
when all the fingers are cut off
and arms stripped of hands
how can man be a man?
how can a tree be without leaves and branches?
how can moss and lichens thrive on such a cruelty
the nipa house triumphs and someone inside laughs
the sharp axe and the long bolo serve the purpose of the author
of this murder.
I loathe. I make this protest poetry.
Man murders nature unpunished.
No kind of poesy saves. Words are useless.
Metaphors are dead.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Experience.
Experience is a stern pace-maker, and
'Tis on the road to wisdom, that rough way,
So many fall.
Wrongs unrepented and unpunished breed
More deadly growths of that pernicious seed.
Were all men equal, were all dull or keen,
Ulysses or Ajax had never been.
Even as men shut their doors to unkind airs.
Misery in poverty unpitied fares.
I hate effeminate men, she frowning cried;
And I a mannish woman, he replied.
The one white violet's the innocence
A maid knows not she had — until it's gone.
An unclean thought still like an ulcer eats
The life immortal.
Life at the best is what it makes of hope;
Its use or its abuse is all.
Our sweet sins have their own sour medicine,
And that must cure us.
poem by Robert Crawford
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speaking Of Re-birth!
** SPEAKING OF RE-BIRTH!
Many a time it has been said, that despite my
prayers and fond wishes,
The soul must go through several re-births,
To absolve itself from all debts on this earth!
And those who committed acts of violence,
Must take re-birth to meet such an end!
It is indeed a reassuring and comforting thought,
That crime never goes unpunished in the eyes of
God!
Now what happens to all our courts of laws,
With hanging and life imprisonments galore? !
For the same offence you cannot punish a man
twice!
Do the advocates of ‘re-birth’ listen to such
advice?
Despite whatever has been said in re-birth’s
defense,
I have always prayed for Moksha without giving
offence!
My the Gods make my soul truly free, -
And if the soul must suffer re-birth, -
Well, let it not be me!
-Raj Nandy
03 Jun 09
New Delhi
(Though written in a lighter vein, many a true word
is spoken in a jest!)