Who takes cover under the branch, collects what rains and collects what falls.
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The Spring Storm
The sky has given over
its bitterness.
Out of the dark change
all day long
rain falls and falls
as if it would never end.
Still the snow keeps
its hold on the ground.
But water, water
from a thousand runnels!
It collects swiftly,
dappled with black
cuts a way for itself
through green ice in the gutters.
Drop after drop it falls
from the withered grass-stems
of the overhanging embankment.
poem by William Carlos Williams
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A Pumpkin grows in Midwife's yard
Her mother is a midwife
and she is a nanny to her far relative.
He collects pumpkins hastily for the sunday fair.
Do you think a street vendor sees pleasant dreams?
Anyhow please do not get surprised
if a street vendor marries a nanny
and she delivers precious children safely
as her mother knows the job perfectly.
Still the pumpkins grow in the yard
and the vendor collects them without any bargaining.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Keep Them Coming
Keep them coming.
Insults you believe leaves me taunted.
Keep them coming.
It is you,
Not me who collects.
A lifetime of hauntings.
Unable to sleep,
From those misdeeds planted.
Keep them coming.
Insults you believe leaves me taunted.
I am not visited by mysterious shadows.
Appearing.
To stir within me unspeakable fear.
With attempts to keep blocked,
On the other side of locked doors.
No peace is yours.
It is you,
Not me who collects.
A lifetime of hauntings.
Keep them coming.
Insults you believe leaves me taunted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Silver crowd collects
legends in the clouds' shape speaks
Centaur takes a shape
haiku by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
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Fengshui
there are some places
that inspire forlorness
a coldness that reminds
me of a patch of old snow
nobody has stepped on
but has turned yellow,
collecting grime
from polluted wind
there are some places
that has dirty fengshui
the land of which luck
spreads out like a man's body
the land that rests on a luck head
collects all the fortune
the part that rests on the bottom
that expels filth
collects all the grime, muck,
you go into the pit of misfortune
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A Patch of Old Snow
There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.
It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten -
If I ever read it.
Robert Frost
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The larger a man's roof, the more snow it collects.
Vicar In A Tutu
I was minding my business
I was lifting some lead off
The roof of the holy name church
It was worthwhile living a laughable life
Just to set my eyes on the blistering sight
Of a vicar in a tutu
He's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
A scanty bit of a thing
With a decorative ring
That wouldn't cover the head of a child
As rose collects the money in the cannister
Who comes sliding down the bannister ?
The vicar in a tutu
He's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way
Oh, the monkish monsignor
With a head full of plaster
Said : "my man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned"
As rose collects the money from the cannister
As natural as rain
He dances again
My god !
The vicar in a tutu
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh ...
The vicar in a tutu
Oh yeah
Oh ...
The next day in the pulpit
With freedom and ease
Combatting ignorance, dust, and disease
As rose counts the money in the cannister
As natural as rain
He dances again and again and again
In the fabric of a tutu
Any man could get used to
And i am the living sign
I'm a living sign
I am a living sign
I'm a living sign
I am a living sign
I'm a living sign
Sign ...
I am a living sign
Oh ...
song performed by by Smiths
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The bear dances but the tamer collects the money.
Who wakes and rises at the first cry of the songbird collects the best fruit of the night.
Justice is a whore that won't let herself be stiffed, and collects the wages of shame even from the poor.
quote by Karl Kraus
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Gang of Peace
Gangs of war shall penetrate the peace in our country,
Almost we wince, our praise collects and our generosity.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A neurotic is a man who builds a castle in the air. A psychotic is the man who lives in it. A psychiatrist is the man who collects the rent.
quote by Jerome Lawrence
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Laugh, Laugh, Laugh With Me
The comedian Vadivelu in a Tamil film
collects money from those around
and assures, ”They will be shown God”
He takes them to a lonely place
and tells them to see God
on the top of a mound away.
All of them yelled, ”I don’t see Him”.
The clown tells, ” He whose wife
Is a sweetheart to others can’t see God”
and asks one, ” Don’t you see God there? ”.
“ Oh, I see Him in blazing light! ”, he shouts.
Then he queries the next. He too blares:
“ I see the beautiful God there! ”
All of them cried in delight: ”We see Him! ”.
When I remember this scene now and then,
I laugh heartily for a while.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Damaged
Damaged spirits cloud the land with light,
Darkness is delirious and nervous are the obese,
Nasty fat clots the body, darkness has entered.
Madly the magnificent preach their darkness,
Fat exits them, obesity cancelled others, not them,
For they legally define the obnoxious secrets.
Near a nimble cloud rains another cloud so dark,
The neighbourly clouds rain forming obese children,
Their fat collects always and forever, always in their life.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The voice collects and translates your bad physical health, your emotional worries, your personal troubles.
quote by Placido Domingo
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Who waits hoping in plans and dreams, loses time, and collects flies and troubles.
These are clothes my friends and I could wear. This ain't Prada. I don't want to be one of those celebrities that slaps their name on a label and collects royalty checks. Everything on that runway reflects me.
quote by Nicky Hilton
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White Ropes
Harrowing ropes glow from the throats,
Tightening the throats can be gladdening;
Upwards the stream of air escalated,
Disturbing and traumatic was the wind.
For it shared with other delights of the eye,
Ears stepped in white light with ear.
The harlequins derive their benefits from
Examinations that decide and vary the colors.
Unwholesome winters decide for our rights,
Riots are risky and relentless from afar,
Rotting floods are acting as leaders of the rains.
A troop of kangaroos collects after the zoo,
This meaning has chosen the exact winter.
poem by Naveed Akram
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An espionage organization is a collector: it collects raw information. That gets processed by a machinery that is supposed to resolve its reliability, and to present a finished product.
quote by Aldrich Ames
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