We are more disturbed by a calamity which threatens us than by one which has befallen us.
quote by John Lancaster Spalding
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Do You Want To Be Disturbed?
Do you want to be disturbed?
By your family
By your friend
By your relation
By unknown people
Do you want to be disturbed?
With their problem
With their need
With their worry
With their temptation
Do you want to be disturbed?
In inconvenient place
In unexpected moment
In weary condition
In mixed emotion
Do you want to be disturbed?
And will you be glad
And will you grumble
And will you ignore
And will you be generous
Do you want to be disturbed?
And still give your ears
And still give your hands
And still give your smile
And still give your hour
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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China Cannot Silence the Voice of Freedom
China threatens us imprisons us punishes us.
China threatens free nations stay away from Oslo.
China threatens do not attend Nobel Peace Prize Award.
China may kill us imprison us punish us but not silence us.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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If I am no longer disturbed myself, I will deal less with disturbed people, but I don't regret having concerned myself with them because I think most of us are disturbed.
quote by Tennessee Williams
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Sounding Crescent, Moonlight Befallen
Sounding Crescent, Moonlight Befallen
By: Adam M. Snow
Sounding crescent, moonlight befallen;
now above, twinkle lights me.
A crescent moonlight now befallen,
upon thy hanging tree.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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He who sees the calamity of other people finds his own calamity light.
The danger that threatens the hunting dog, threatens the hunter too.
Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Maxim 12
An ill-humoured man is captive in the hands of a foe, from the grasp of whose punishment he cannot be delivered wherever he may go.
If from the hand of calamity an ill-natured man escapes into the sky
The evil disposition of his own nature retains him in calamity.
The Calamity (Chapter 101, Holy Koran)
I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver.
What a calamity!
What is the calamity?
How could you understand what the calamity is!
On that day what a pity:
People will be scattered like scared insects
And mountains will be as windblown wool
And then whose good deeds are heavier
They will enjoy happy life forever
And whose weight of good deeds is less
Their home will be Habia abyss
And how can you understand what it is.
It is a burning fiery place.
poem by Asif Andalib
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The difference between a misfortune and a calamity is this: If Gladstone fell into the Thames, it would be a misfortune. But if someone dragged him out again, that would be a calamity.
quote by Benjamin Disraeli
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Close The Door
cos I'm the one who knows everyone bar ber que lungs
none of you know what I'm thinking
who on earth would believe a word that you say
your disturbed in a strange facinated way
your disturbed, I think your disturbed
I've told you once
to switch all the lights off
you never believe that
stay near the windowthe window
phone me at 3 or 4
close the door (1, 2, 3, 4)
phone me at 3 or 4
time for the math test
I come over to you, at your chair you face up
I reply politely stare back
back
I'm so backward
I almost forgot
why I'm sitting
song performed by by Idlewild
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Be not disturbed at being misunderstood; be disturbed rather at not being understanding.
Be not disturbed at being misunderstood; be disturbed at not understanding.
It Is Just A Poem
what i write is just a poem
do not let it disturb you, they are just letters forming words
words forming a phrase
forming an idea to your mind as you read them
it is just a poem, it is just like a movie
let it not disturb you then, sleep and dream
but somehow if it has disturbed you, and you cannot stop it from
disturding you, then let yourself be disturbed and let yourself think
about it:
why are you disturbed?
now, it is not just a poem
it is me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Who Killed Cock Robin?
What a calamity!
What is this that has befallen the valley?
No dawn chorus
No Shep, the sheepdog to meet the bus
Simon rooster has no wish to crow
Mellow lark has no get-up-and go
Natures community has never known it so dark
As the days wear on, still they come
We can’t say when the homage will be done
Who could commit this mortal sin
Still..cold..lifeless lies Cock Robin
Inspector Mole, determined to find the killer
Scrutinises all, in effort to identify the sinner
There may be a list of suspects and many a confession
To find the truth he will make it his obsession
He has the one
Little Tommy Tucker, the farmer’s son
What befell the man to give the boy a gun?
Dusk till dawn this man would toil
Hoeing..planting.. and reaping the soil
By natures hand Robin was put on this land
To brighten..enrich..and strengthen the heart of man.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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Without being disturbed
Without being disturbed
You are here
You appeared and you disappeared
You are not here to know
Summer winter happiness disaster.
Without being disturbed
You are here
Nobody is there to kill you
Nobody can kill you
The word kill is but a chill.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Love Of Pity Soars
When my wife interrupts
I get disturbed with irks.
When my child interrupts
I get disturbed for joy.
Love born of pity soars
Unlike love of commitment.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Killer Of Giants
If none of us believe in war
Then can you tell me what the weapons for
Listen to me everyone
If the button is pushed
Therell be nowhere to run
Giants sleeping giants winning wars
Within their dreams
Till they wake when its too late
And in gods name blaspheme
Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Marches of protest not stopping the war
Or the killer of giants
The killer of giants
Mother nature people state your case without its worth
Your seas run dry your sleepless eyes are turning red alert
Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Rising so proudly it has nowhere to fall
This killer of giants
This killer of giants
Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Marches of protest not stopping the war
Oh the killer of giants
Oh the killer of giants
Killer of giants
Killer of giants
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Caged
Inside the game of cages hangs a prize
To uplift your heart and mind.
The prize murders the body with violent help,
This will be no prize but a calamity.
If prizes swoon on the player of sport
He or she weans and swears to object
For they are disasters, accidents of the very kind.
A game encases splendid rumours of winning
Like that found in discoveries and contests-
The sick will never conform to cages,
But a prize is enough reward to be called a calamity.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The worst tragedy that could have befallen me was my success. I knew right away that I was through - cast out.
quote by Jonas Salk
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Ch 01 Manner Of Kings Story 07
A padshah was in the same boat with a Persian slave who had never
before been at sea and experienced the inconvenience of a vessel. He
began to cry and to tremble to such a degree that he could not be
pacified by kindness, so that at last the king became displeased as
the matter could not be remedied. In that boat there happened to be
a philosopher, who said: 'With thy permission I shall quiet him.'
The padshah replied: 'It will be a great favour.' The philosopher
ordered the slave to be thrown into the water so that he swallowed
some of it, whereon be was caught and pulled by his hair to the
boat, to the stern of which he clung with both his hands. Then he
sat down in a corner and became quiet. This appeared strange to the
king who knew not what wisdom there was in the proceeding and asked
for it. The philosopher replied: 'Before he had tasted the calamity of
being drowned, he knew not the safety of the boat; thus also a man
does not appreciate the value of immunity from a misfortune until it
has befallen him.'
O thou full man, barley-bread pleases thee not.
She is my sweetheart who appears ugly to thee.
To the huris of paradise purgatory seems hell.
Ask the denizens of hell. To them purgatory is paradise.
There is a difference between him whose friend is in his arms
And him whose eyes of expectation are upon the door.