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Dear Prudence
Dear prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear prudence won't you come out and play
Dear prudence open up your eyes
Dear prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?
Look around round
Look around round round
Look around
Dear prudence let me see you smile
Dear prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear prudence won't you let me see you smile?
song performed by by Beatles
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Dear Prudence
dear prudence, won't you come out to play
dear prudence, greet the brand new day
the sun is up, the sky is blue
it's beautiful and so are you
dear prudence won't you come out and play?
dear prudence open up your eyes
dear prudence see the sunny skies
the wind is low the birds will sing
that you are part of everything
dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?
look around round
look around round round
look around
dear prudence let me see you smile
dear prudence l ike a little child
the clouds will be a daisy chain
so let me see you smile again
dear prudence won't you let me see you smile
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Charioteer Has Gone To Sleep
The charioteer has gone to sleep
Ovecome by fatigue of wearisome ways
Unaware of where he is
All that's evident
Is his continuous journey
On unmarked, worn-out way
In his wooden wagonette
From the beginning of time
To the end of time
When the wagonette
Creaks even with a small bump
Wrapped up in millions of folds
Of ragged shabbiness
Each living being is startled
The charioteer dreams
He has lost himself in strange worlds
Comfortable climes
Riding a golden chariot
And holding the princess's hand
The charioteer has gone to sleep
(Translated from the original Urdu by Satyapal Anand)
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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Hear the words of prudence, give heed unto her counsels, and store them in thine heart; her maxims are universal, and all the virtues lean upon her; she is the guide and the mistress of human life.
Personal Preference
Prudence acted prudently.
She valued her virginity,
Unlike her fellow student Pearl
who chose to be a party girl.
Prudence was prepared to wait
until she changed her single state
She much preferred matrimony
Although her friend did not agree.
Pearl was convinced life should be fun
Had no regrets for what she’d done
In fact believed her way of life
would make her a much better wife.
When she was ready to get wed.
At least when asked that’s what she said.
Which one was right I do not know
that’s something only time will show.
Prudence chose to remain chaste.
Pearl thought celibacy a waste.
Both could be right quite possibly
What right have I to disagree.
12/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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People
People
Have many
Virtues
And vices.
I have too ;)
I have many
Virtues but
My only
Vice is you
Though I
Don't feel
Guilty,
Indulging
In you ;)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Virtues are acquired through endeavor, Which rests wholly upon yourself. So, to praise others for their virtues Can but encourage one's own efforts.
quote by Siddha Nagarjuna
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Barter With Virtues
You must be such as you respect yourself.
You must be such as you value yourself.
You must be such as you look at yourself.
Virtues in you fetch you virtues from others.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The virtuousness
I doubt not the virtues of your mistress
But doubt your undue faith in her virtues.
Your confidence, not her reputation
Makes her virtuous, regardless of truth.
The one who suspects one’s mistress’ virtues
Makes her adulterous, regardless of truth,
And loses confidence to live with her.
Neither way is the mistress affected.
27.02.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Charioteer
When logic rules this heart of mine I donothing at all.
When passion rules this mind of mine I think nothing at all.
Beyond the reigns, Beyond the flesh lies the charioteer
Holding strong an eternity long, holding up the rear.
Turning when the time comes to etch circles into dust,
Learning with the sunrise, awaiting the dawn of dusk.
To lay down his head at the end of the day,
It shouldn't be too much to ask.
To lay down half dead be the friend of the day,
With hope for happiness friendships may last.
Always hoping redemption lies outcast just beyond his shoulder,
As The charioteer clears the way for a flood of fears as fears grow older.
To shed a tear for every fear I'd be here a thousand years,
Holding strong an eternity long, holding up the rear.
poem by David Lacey
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Man seems to be capable of great virtues but not of small virtues; capable of defying his torturer but not of keeping his temper.
quote by Gilbert K. Chesterton
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Virtues That Pay
You argue — as sympathy governs your bias —
That Wisdom distributes the capon and crust,
Indulging the sinful, and stinting the pious,
Or starving the wicked, and fattening the just.
You are wrong to the Evil One; hear what I say
There are ruinous virtues, and virtues that pay.
If your purpose be saving your soul and your bacon —
Fruition forthwith, and a sweet by-and-bye;
If your definite project stand clear and unshaken
A fatman on earth, and a seraph on high
In working this out let it still be your lay
There are ruinous virtues, and virtues that pay.
Such virtues are not of the workshop or cloister:
They test every act by the way it pans out;
They prompt you to seize on the world as your oyster,
Inserting our knife with a spirit devout.
For strait is the portal, and narrow the way
Representing the route of the virtues that pay.
Men as good as yourself, or most probably better,
Have gone to the rear, after many a try —
A permanent wage-slave, a usurers' debtor
Reduced to the motto of 'Root, hog or die,'
But their handicap dates from an earlier day,
When they failed in espousals of virtues that pay.
There is nothing outre in the man with the bluey;
He started, like you, for a goal undisclosed
But never in life can he come within coo-ee —
Though he may reach a goal, (with the vowels transposed)
And a similar Sheol gapes fair in your way,
If you turn out deficient in virtues that pay.
You must race, like St. Paul —you must race for the dollar —
No pause of compunction must ever intrude:
You must watch, you must pray, never missing a collar
The course is severe, and the company good.
You must reverence the Thrift-God, and earnestly pray
To be grounded and built up in virtues that pay.
By this means you will serve the Almighty and Mammon,
And die in a state of salvation and wealth;
When the clergy, without a suggestion of gammon,
Will furnish your soul with a clean bill of health.
So you'll sweep through the gates in your spotless array
A shining example of Virtues that pay.
poem by Joseph Furphy
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As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body’s Senses
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse
Far off the sea that your eye bathes
These images of day after day
The vices the virtues so imperfect
The transparency of men passing among them by chance
And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies
Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips
The vices the virtues so imperfect
The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer
The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours
The imitation of words attitudes ideas
The vices the virtues so imperfect
Love is man incomplete
poem by Paul Eluard
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Sins and pleasure
Pleasure of sins lures me to sin.
Sins of pleasure follow me in.
I sow sins to harvest pleasure
And sow pleasure to harvest sins.
Virtues might promise me pleasure
But it is sins that assure of it.
Sins are the food meant for senses.
Virtues are the food made of ego.
I do sins to derive pleasure
And then repent to cleanse my soul.
Virtues I stay with; sins I flirt with.
29.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Golden Truths
Who knows who lives for longer span?
The father, son, grand-father, man;
Prudence must be our guide on earth;
And temperance practiced from birth.
The road we choose is left to us;
We walk or run or go by bus;
The time we take is left to us;
God gives the freedom ev’n to fuss!
This world if bad is due to men;
Good words or bad come from same ken;
Good deeds or bad, the same hand does;
Some day one must ‘let out the pus’!
Most swear that they won’t sin again;
All sins will take you down wrong lane;
’Tis tough to kick off bad habits;
Virtues are nurtured in small bits.
Think well and you will understand;
Sin takes you to a foreign land:
The joy of which is just a dream-
A short-lived specter: then you scream.
The hard way round is best to take;
It never can become a fake;
Success will come and will not feign;
The joy of hard-work will remain.
poem by John Celes
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CORY AQUINO, Mother of Philippine Democracy
CORY AQUINO, Mother of Philippine Democracy
melvin banggoollay
C-orazon C. Aquino, popularly known as Tita Cory
A symbol of truth and fearless love of country
that with her charm, she inspired the country
to fight for freedom, to restore our lost democracy.
O-n her desire to fight for justice for her Ninoy
She offered herself to be of service to every pinoy
with an antarnish honor, dignity and unselfish ploy
of serving with prudence, truth, justice full of joy..
R-ighteous was her ways with virtues of prayer
She had exemplified with undying faith forever
To the Living God she adored with faithful prayers
and untarnished service to the Filipinos as a mother.
Y-es, she is the mother of Philippine Democracy
That even upon her death, she inspired the country
to continue fighting for real justice and sovereignty
A legacy she nurtured with undying love of country.
A woman of great virtues so worthy for emulation
Blessed yet she remained simple in all occasion,
In all her ways while serving and healing this nation
from all the pains and evils of every administration.
Q-ueen of the Filipinos truly worth dying for
For she loved this nation will all faith and honor
and with unwavering love to serve with valor,
and justice upholding truth and equality for all,
U-nited this nation for a just and noble call
for the name of justice and fairness for all
that even this may cause her death or downfall
She never hesitated to stand for the Filipinos call.
I-ntegrity of this President is beyond compare
for it was sheltered with faith to serve so clear
as she always acted with prudence only to fulfill
her duties to the Filipinos even times may go uphill.
N-o one could ever be like thee in this nation's history
For you will forever be remembered by all humanity
As a mother of the Filipinos who died for democracy
As a leader with undying love for this nation's sovereignty.
O-n this day, we hail your name with all honor and glory
as we fervently pray for your eternal rest with Ninoy's company
along with the saints, angels and the Holy Mother Mary
As you will be blessed by God you have served so faitfully.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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A Black Colour
It was a black colour and,
That was my first love!
But innovations and creativity are the virtues of Art.
You will see me as i am and,
You will see him as he is;
You will see them as they are and,
You will see her as she is;
But innovations and creativity are the virtues of Art.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lights And Virtues
(Jackson Browne)
Here's to lights and virtues
Here's to truths yet to be known
Knowledge to light the darkness
The search for things of your own
Here's to lights and virtues
Here's to reaching higher ground
A life of hope and purpose
Here's to strength yet to be found
Honor - though it goes unrecognized
And truth - though liars abound
The pleasure of love and friendship
The courage to be alone
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Woman’s virtues
If you doubted your mistress’ virtues
She'd be adulterous though she’s not.
If you trusted your mistress’ virtues
She'd be virtuous though she’s not.
Thus you make your life a hell or a heaven.
Neither hell nor heaven would be her abode.
04.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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As Fighter And Fought - Lord Krishna
[A scene from the hindu epic Mahabharatham
where both duryodhan and arjun come to lord
krishna for favors to sopport them in the war
KURUKSHETRA WAR]
Arjun sat near foot
duryodhan sat near his head
god in deep slumber
a war approaching
with a request both waited
god in deep slumber
Krishna wakes to see
arjun first and with a smile
'what is your request'?
he came before me
ask his request first then me
arjuna told god
turning his head to see.......
'duryodhan here too
may i know your request too'
krishna waits to hear
we need your support
you should help us in the war
duryodhan's request
krishna to duryodhan......
you may have come first
i asked arjun's request first
i shall help you both
thinking for a moment......
'duryodhan' he said
'you can have all my soldiers
whole of my army'
to arjun he said
you and your brother's have me
not as warrior
further krishna went on
i will not handle weapon
not as warrior
will be there for you
to take you around war field
as charioteer
duryodhan content
thought army was big asset
thought he got best deal
arjun content too
to have god as charoiteer
thought he got good deal
though god pleased them both
it was a war where he was
both fighter and fought
as charioteer
convinced a confused arjun
with the song of lord [BHAGAVATH GEETHAI]
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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