The cow drinks water and it turns to milk; the snake drinks water and it turns to poison.
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The God’s design
The cow turns grass into milk
And the snake, milk into poison.
It is the God’s design.
Who are we to value?
20.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Cycle
Reasons turns into excuses,
Excuses turns into pleads,
Pleads turns into water,
Water turns into blood,
Blood turns into running,
Running turns into getting caught,
Getting caught turns into jail,
Jail turns into reasons,
And reasons repeat the cycle.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Hollywood
Orange and yellow and purple and green
The lights of the city at night set the scene
Stumble through the bars of forget-me-not lane
Sparkle through the glitter but dont show the pain
In hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free
Heartbeats echo through a cavern of love
Come to the tavern Ill meet you up above
Soaring through the heavens, what a fabulous ride
But everybodys heading for the same place to hide
In hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free
The drinks on me
For free
The drinks on me
For free
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
song performed by by America
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Self-Portrait
Lucian Blaga is as mute as a swan.
In his homeland
a creature’s snow stands for the word.
His spirit is in quest
in age-old mute quest
since all times
and up to the ultimate bounds, without rest.
He is in quest of the water of which the rainbow drinks.
He is in quest of the water
of which the rainbow
drinks its beauty and non-being.
poem by Lucian Blaga from Unsuspected Steps (1943), translated by Dan Duţescu
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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My books are water; those of the great geniuses are wine - everybody drinks water.
quote by Marilyn French
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My books are like water; those of the great geniuses are wine. Fortunately, everybody drinks water.
quote by Mark Twain
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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My books are like water; those of the great geniuses are wine. (Fortunately) everybody drinks water.
quote by Mark Twain
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A bottle of wolf’s poison
At dusk little Martha walks
pass the back of the old house
that is build of heaped blue Jacob stone
and her older sister who has to watch her
is a distance away in the orchard
where she is catching small gnats
with shouts of joy.
The sun glows orange red
on the horizon and the rays hits
a brown bottle that protrudes
from one of the cracks of the Jacob rocks
and at a distance
it looks to three-year-old Martha
like her mother’s kitchen knife
and quickly she walks closer
on her little feet
and she tries to take it, but it is stuck tight.
With a long stick
she digs the bottle out,
bites it open with her small teeth
and there’s pink liquid
that flows down her throat.
Still she wonders
what this bottle is doing here
and goes round the corner
into the kitchen
where she finds her mother
and gives the bottle to her.
Her mother turns white from fright
as it is wolf’s poison
and deadly strong
and her shout is so loud
that three of Martha’s older brothers
run in from the outside.
“Go and milk one of the cows
and bring some more milk, hurry”
is said to Pieter
and she takes a bucket of milk
from the pantry
and pour some in a glass for Martha to drink
while Pieter runs
as fast as he can to the stable.
“Drink sis drink, ” Martha is begged
and glass after glass is given to her
until she starts to vomit
and still they beg her to drink
while they pour some more glasses of milk
and the pink poison
comes out with the vomit
and Pieter brings some more
fresh hot milk
and pours the jug out
and Martha shakes and cries
and they beg her to drink
and still more is poured into glasses
and she drinks
until she vomits the entire poison out.
[Reference: Wolf’s poison is strychnine.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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In the spirit of Rumi: 55: Patience
Patience
turns mulberry leaves into silk
through the silkworm
Patience
turns water into wine
through the grape vine
Patience
turns a man into a beloved teacher
through stillness
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Win the Disease
Disease
Are called...
New new...
Name for today...
Disease...
All are come
Comenley same...
For nasty water...
For colour full drinks...
For fasted food...
Cross sex...
Bad habiets...
With out execise...
That is...
Todays for disease...
Name is new...
All disease are old...
Change your steps
On...
Food...
Drinks...
Habits. ..
Normal sex...
win the disease...
With your life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Avoid hot
Avoid to drink
Hot drinks...
Hot drinks is
Drink take proper food...
Drink to drink...
With hot drinks...
Emty stomach...
Acute gastric
Problem will be come...
So...
Avoid hot drinks for
Your liver and stomach...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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12. Moonlight River
Black horse, strolling alone, to the river
He lowers his neck and drinks the water
Black clouds, shading the rays from the sky
White horse, treading alone, to the river
She lowers her neck and drinks the water
Black clouds, fusing the shadow into the night
Gradually the clouds disperse, and the moon
Shines warmly on the black horse
It lifts up its head and looks around
The white horse has disappeared.
(Aug 23,2004)
poem by Eugene Issaus
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Says Rahim
Says Rahim do not snap ever
the thread of love
once broken, it does not unite
if it does, knots appear.
Says Rahim do not spurn the trivial
seeing the weighty
when you need a sewing needle
of what use a sword.
Says Rahim keep your sorrow
to your own heart
others will taunt you
none willing to share.
Says Rahim a man with no education
wisdom, religion and generosity
an animal without a tail or horns
futile is his birth in this world.
Says Rahim pleased I am not
being offered ambrosia without respect
better to die with dignity
drinking poison.
Says Rahim a dilemma indeed
when you speak out the truth
worldly ties break
with lies you don't ever reach God.
Says Rahim the sun rises with glowing rays
it sets with equal grace
so does a good man
living through ups and downs.
Body, a paper toy
turns into pulp in a trice
strange, so says Rahim
yet filled with much pride.
How will the weak ever live
fighting the strong?
Says Rahim like being at war
with the crocodile while in water.
A tree does not eat its own fruits
no pond drinks up its own water
a good man saves for others' needs
so says Rahim.
Blessed is the love the fish has for water
lifeless without it
says Rahim a bumble bee is different
hopping flower to flower.
Blessed is the swamp
insects thrive on
says Rahim so vast the sea
yet everyone comes away thirsty.
Says Rahim my Lord's image is embedded in my eyes
there is place for none else
like a traveller turning away
from a full caravanserai.
poem by Abdul Rahim Khan-I-khana
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The beauty of the heart
The beauty of the heart
is the lasting beauty:
its lips give to drink
of the water of life.
Truly it is the water,
that which pours,
and the one who drinks.
All three become one when
your talisman is shattered.
That oneness you can't know
by reasoning.
I'd rather see you drink a glass of wine than a glass of milk. So many people drink Coca-Cola and all these soft drinks with sugar. Some of these drinks have 8 or 9 teaspoons of sugar in them What's the good of living if you can't have the things that give a little enjoyment?
quote by Jack LaLanne
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Uto-wind
is it winds of change? the? .why i put 'S' after wind? do you know about it? i am sitting on the beach of young virgin truth born out of revolutionary fear.the nine river is doing its flowing but never drink its water.the tree never eats its fruits.the sky never drinks its water.uto-reality is u-to-reality.
Nobody Drinks Alone
You brought that bottle home in a paper sack
Drew the blinds and locked the doors
And there's nothing but empty there inside that glass
So you pour a little more
And there's no one there to judge you
At least that's what you tell yourself, but
Chorus:
Don't you know
Nobody drinks alone
Every demon, every ghost
From your past
And every memory you've held back
Follows you home
Nobody drinks alone
You remember whiskey on your daddy's breath
So you always stick to wine
And you scared your little brother half to death
You just kept it all inside
You can hear your mama cryin'
Only now she cries for you, and
Don't you know
Nobody drinks alone
Every demon, every ghost
From your past
And every memory you've held back
Follows you home
Nobody drinks alone
Though you're only
Hey don't you let that feelin' fool ya
(REPEATH CHORUS)
Nobody drinks alone
song performed by by Keith Urban
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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