Those that have had great passions esteem themselves for the rest of their lives fortunate and unfortunate in being cured of them.
quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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The unfortunate
A polar bear does not suffer as much
As an African bear would imagine it to.
An Indian crow does not suffer as much
As a penguin would imagine it to.
The unfortunate are not as unfortunate
As the fortunate think them to be.
22.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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One is never as fortunate or as unfortunate as one thinks.
quote by La Rochefoucauld
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One is never fortunate or as unfortunate as one imagines.
quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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Sadness Traps The Unfortunate
Sadness traps the unfortunate.
Those who will never be honest with themselves.
And live for things to comfort them.
To fulfill empty lives committed to hiding.
These are the ones who compare themselves to others.
These are the ones who feel significant,
If they can impress.
If their conversations express,
An interest that is common with pretensions addressed.
Sadness traps the unfortunate.
Those who will never be honest with themselves.
And live for things to comfort them.
To fulfill empty lives committed to hiding.
And those glass ceilings crack.
Precious plastic cards lose appeal.
Credit ratings plummet.
And those living leased lives are revealed.
Sadness,
Traps...
The unfortunate.
And looking back floods the tears,
From those who could not show compassion.
Now it is something that seems to flow.
But not from those doors padlocked and foreclosed.
Sadness,
Traps...
The unfortunate,
In minds where fear is found.
With compassion for others.
But no one is around to notice or care.
Since a cold indifferentness had always been there.
From those who exposed,
Their wishes just to feed their greed.
And egos.
Sadness traps the unfortunate.
Those who will never be honest with themselves.
And live for things to comfort them.
To fulfill empty lives committed to hiding,
Lieing and deceit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regretting Their Actions
Unfortunate are those,
Who select their victims with venom.
Those who are blinded by an agenda picked,
Without facts that are offered to them...
But set with a mindset,
To appease a personal illness.
And this had been done with ease.
Unfortunate are those,
Deciding to choose the ones perceived,
As vulnerable.
Those they believed were without friends.
Those they have chosen,
To be open and defenseless.
Unfortunate are those with minds like this!
And they are the ones to ultimately suffer the most.
First to scream an unjustice has been done.
Although they are the ones,
To instigate...
Their own pain and defeat!
And exposed to be evil...
From discretions selected privately.
Now publicly observed as acts to deceive.
Unfortunate are the ones like these...
Regretting their actions,
At the expense of destroying their own lives.
Weeping and seeking...
Places to hide!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alas for the affairs of men! When they are fortunate you might compare them to a shadow; and if they are unfortunate, a wet sponge with one dash wipes the picture away.
An echo for a novel dream
Holding a loss with great esteem
He lay asleep with old shadows
Circumvent not, new waken dream
Beneath the sun there lay a bream
Too much ardor for faithful ones
Holding a loss with great esteem
Once blue, now frozen stood a stream
A love withdrew when fall was young
Circumvent not, new waken dream
Each pebble thrown, love was the theme
All was the same, his morning breaths
Holding a loss with great esteem
Two souls conjoined, he was the seam
Her hasty fleet fluttered the wind
Circumvent not, new waken dream
Two childhoods known, both were extreme
Her love took side, and there stood time
Holding a loss with great esteem
Circumvent not, new waken dream
On Hearing of Love
On hearing about great love, respond, be moved
like an aesthete. Only, fortunate as you've been,
remember how much your imagination created for you.
This first, and then the rest
that you experienced and enjoyed in your life:
the less great, the more real and tangible.
Of loves like these you were not deprived.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Advocates of capitalism are very apt to appeal to the sacred principles of liberty, which are embodied in one maxim: The fortunate must not be restrained in the exercise of tyranny over the unfortunate.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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When you're a kid growing up, and you think you're gay, you know that you're different; you're often teased and it can really destroy your self-esteem. But sports can be great for building self-esteem.
quote by Greg Louganis
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Ideas devour the ages as men are devoured by their passions. When man is cured, human nature will cure itself perhaps.
quote by Honore de Balzac
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Only passions, great passions can elevate the soul to great things.
quote by Denis Diderot
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Only passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things.
quote by Denis Diderot
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Politicians are there to try to deal with stuff, but sometimes it's both fortunate and unfortunate that people like us have more... not involvement, but more power in the stuff that we say.
quote by Thierry Henry
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Sacred And Eternal
I am fortunate to be a poet with words periodical
I am fortunate to write poems sacred and eternal.
I am fortunate to see the world in new look
I am fortunate to be in poetic imagination
With evergreen colors sacred and eternal.
I am fortunate to be a part and parcel of the world
That is yours and only yours
And you are for all sacred and eternal.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The fortunate: "I am myself and my circumstances." The unfortunate: "I am my circumstances and myself."
aphorism by Hasier Agirre, translated by Dan Costinaş
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Forgettable But Mentioned
I've never understood why,
Some would jeopardize their own lives...
To gain three seconds of fame and attention,
Although forgettable but mentioned.
And to ruin others in the doing,
Just because they can.
Is a mental outlook even the doer,
Can explain it or understands.
And in the doing expresses,
No one should get upset!
It is that lack of respect for humanity...
That minds today project with a sickness.
Unfortunate are those,
Who see nothing wrong with this.
And unfortunate are the times,
That allow crimes like this to exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The fortunate are not lucky
Every horror that you went through
Will be the armour of experience,
Which will lend you enough confidence
With which you face the future at ease.
The fortunate are more vulnerable
And the unfortunate, less susceptible,
To the stress they are subjected to.
The cactus is seasoned for draught.
.25.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white, and blue
And when the band plays hail to the chief
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, son, son
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves now
And when the tax man comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, son, son
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no, no
Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask 'em how much should we give
Ooh, they only answer more, more, more, more
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no military son, son, son
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, one, one
It ain't me
It ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son, son, son
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born
Made to wave that flag
Ooh that red, white 'n blue
And when they play
'Hail to the Cheif'
Ooh they point the cannon at you, lord
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born
Silver spoon in hand
Lord don't they help themselves?
And when the taxman
Knocks on their door
Ooh the house looks like a rummage sale, yeah
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaires son, no, no
Some folks are born
Starspangled eyes
Ooh they send you out to war
And when Australia asks
'How much do we get?'
Ooh they just ask for more and more and more and more and more and...
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaires son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, one, one
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no CIA son, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son, son, son
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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