There's always more demands than there's time to meet them, so it's constantly a matter of trying to balance them.
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Things To Be Balanced
Balance my heart between fast and slow beating rate,
Balance my wealth between the pauper and the rich state,
Balance my food between malnourished and overeating,
Balance my thought between weird and super serene.
Balance the car tyres to get aligned,
Balance the budget without any deficit,
Balance the love for the work and the family,
Balance the time between the recreations and duties.
Lord, Balance my posture of attitude at the altitude,
Balance my temperamental words when in multitude,
Balance the balance of deeds, on the judgment day,
by adding some good deeds or removing something bad.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Art Consumes Flame Immortal Souls
What is the curse of no time
for any artist for all artists?
Art demands time
all consuming time
times of precise reflection
times of informative focus
times of intense productivity
times of perceptive clarity
times of felt vision testimony
times of account sensitivity
times of passion commentary
times of creative outpourings
times of artistic servitude
means art more demands
than a mere pound of flesh
art demands fibres of our being
art demands neurons identities
art demands touch sound stimuli
art demands light radiant souls
art demands devotes of the mind
art demands paid vision ransoms
art demands intense internal bleeding
art demands pain waltz symphonies
art demands epic universal certainties
art demands artists lifetime creations
art consumes flame immortal souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Meet You There
Now you're gone
I wonder why you left me here
I think about it on and on again
I know you're never coming back
But I hope that you can hear me
I'm waiting to hear from you
Until I do
You're gone away
I'm left alone
A part of me is gone
And I'm not moving on
So wait for me
I know the day will come
I'll meet you there
No matter where life takes me to
I'll meet you there
And even if I need you here
I'll meet you there
I wish I could have told you
The words I kept inside
But now I guess it's just too late
So many things remind me of you
I hope that you can hear me
I miss you
This is goodbye
One last time
And where I go you'll be there with me
Forever you'll be right here with me
I'll meet you there
No matter where life takes me
I'll meet you there
And even if I need you
I'll meet you there
song performed by by Simple Plan from No Helmets No Pads...Just Balls
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Its Going To Take Some Time
Its going to take some time this time
To get myself in shape
I really fell out-of line this time
I really missed the gate
The birds on the telephone line (next time)
Are cryin out to me (next time)
And I wont be so blind next time
And Ill find some harmony
But its going to take some time this time
And I cant make demands
But like the young trees in the wintertime
Ill learn how to bend
(*) after all the tears weve spent
How could we make amends
So its one more round for experience
And Im on the road again
And its going to take some time this time
And I cant make demands
Ill learn how to bend
Its going to take some time this time
No matter what Ive planned
But like the young trees in the wintertime
Ill learn how to bend
Repeat (*)
song performed by by Carpenters
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Love, passion and lust
Love demands no right;
Love demands no weight;
Love demands no return.
A mother thus loves.
Passion demands hold;
Passion demands right;
Passion demands return.
A woman can translate it.
Lust finds no ethics;
Lust exudes no fear.
Lust demands no reason.
A man is adept of it.
2202.10.2000, Vijayavada
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We must learn to balance the material wonders of technology with the spiritual demands of our human race.
quote by John Naisbitt
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I Don't Do Demands
I don't do demands!
I 'may' take a request,
Every now and then.
Very cautiously.
At one time...
I would dropp whatever I was doing,
To be at someone's beck-and-call.
I had to put an end to that.
Some folks began making suggestions,
As to how I could do for them...
A better job!
YES.
'Maybe you should do it this way.
So and so said...'
I don't do demands!
I 'may' take a request,
Every now and then.
Very cautiously.
And...
Very cautiously,
I ask myself...
IF I am prepared to receive critique,
By the one who has asked for my assistance.
I don't do demands.
Especially made by those who say...
'Will you do this for me.
AND make comments.'
~I feel very appreciative,
You are demanding of my time.
AND...
You would like my comments,
As to how that time of mine I've spent...
Was enjoyed.
I'm getting goosebumps already.
I am shivering all over with just the thought of it.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is No Balance On A See-Saw
It's hard to balance on a see-saw.
When one goes up...
Someone's on the ground,
And...
Not sitting stuck.
They know when to rise up.
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
Even if two got off.
Even if they both got off.
People are always seeking equalness,
When there's no weight.
People are always seeking something...
But they lack the patience.
They don't think when someone is down,
That may keep one off the ground.
With a looking around in the air,
But one on a see-saw...
Will not in the air,
Stay there!
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
One may see what the other saw.
One may see what the other saw.
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
One may see what the other saw.
One may see what the other saw.
There is no balance on a see-saw.
None at all.
Even if they both got off.
Even if they both got off.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The presidency has made every man who occupied it, no matter how small, bigger than he was and no matter how big, not big enough for its demands.
quote by Lyndon B. Johnson
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The presidency has made every man who occupied it, no matter how small, bigger than he was; and no matter how big, not big enough for its demands.
quote by Lyndon B. Johnson
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One More Time Again
You and me my love
Somehow, somewhere
I don't know how
I'm not sure when
But I can feel that'll
Will meet once again
Maybe in another life
We will meet once
again
Strangers or lovers
No matter however
or where
Once again my love
I know that ill meet
Those alluring eyes
Just one more time
again
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Dignity Demands...
dignity demands...
i be who i am,
i stand for what i am,
and i do so with respect!
dignity demands...
i see others for who they are,
that i accept them for who they are,
and do so with respect!
dignity demands...
that i live freedom and equality,
bound by no man nor creed,
and that i live with respect.
dignity demands...
that i do this job,
of living and giving well...
knowing respect brings respect!
dignity demands...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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My Side
Black emptiness is where I travel
Casting shadow where ever I go
Someone must play this part
There must be balance to make this world work
There needs to be darkness
May I bring despair, hate, and jealousy
into the lives of others
I despise myself
I despise the thought of being alone on the hated side
I am revolted even though I didn't choose this life
But as I said there needs to be a balance
And she is on the other side
There's always a ray of light in the darkness
She is that light I wish to have stabbed in me
She is my light, the guide of my love
I can feel her deep in my heart
But the darkness covers her in my eyes
Though she is always with me
Because as she casts light there must always be a shadow
I sit near a blackened pool on the opposite side of the world
and I look at the closest reflection I have of you
The moon shines on as I'm wishing you were here
I look into the pool and think of the time we have spent
Those brief few moments when light met dark
'This is a love to fight for'
That's what I said the last time we met
You shook your head and said
'In the end we'll both lose'
Time fades fast
I must convince her here and now
'Look at me' I said in her ear
She looks and her eyes twinkle
'If at anything my dream came true
I brush back her hair
'I got to meet a girl like you'
Gentle lips meet
Sometimes a kiss is all you need to do
That day was the last time I saw her
As time hit the right mark we were forced to pull away
Me into darkness
She into light
I grab her hand and try not to let go
But I was being pulled back
I yell so she could hear
'I'll come back to you I promise'
She nods
'I know you will'
And we break
I am swallowed in the darkness again
Alone and again on the other side of the world
I will wait again for the next day
When light and the dark can meet once more
Written: February 16,2010
poem by Ryan Collins
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Friends
in school we're one sweet bunch
we were soon, by time's demands,
splintered
like flying seeds from
a dead tree
we've lost each hold upon
each other
but soon we converge
upon a
reunion
time changes everyone
when we meet we noticed some strangers
among us
on same names but different visions
let's us partake this food and perhaps
quickly
and then we part
and go our own ways
as i tell myself
there will be no other
time
did not Merly tell you that you have changed a lot
that she was afraid to check if it was really you?
Me too. Thanks.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Birthright, giftright
Look at it this way for a moment,
if it please you:
those horoscopes (Dad
called them ‘horror-scopes’)
which we may read with mingled
emotions, hopes, resentments;
seeing fatalism imposed on us,
rather than a challenge –
suppose them, not as limitations
laid on this unwilling innocent…
but rather, that at very moment
inside, outside, passing time,
and in that very place,
the balance of the cosmos – that, so exquisite,
that we may never know the microscopic detail
of its – Love’s – magnitude;
that balance needed such as, exactly,
and uniquely, you – yes, you -
you, beyond any self-imposed
limits such as guilt, regret,
duties assumed, reproach or failure,
roles adopted, status sought; or those
demands of others to which to comply –
to play that role the cosmos needs of you –
and as the ancients say, not Fate but glorious Necessity..
to dance, to sing, to glide, to sail, to fly
through life; life asking nothing more of you –
oh bliss beyond belief –
than that you let your light
so shine before all men…and… just be…
just be, and gloriously, yourself..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Master Of Your Own Domain?
It's out of your hands
Beyond your control
No matter your demands
No matter your goal
The alarm commands
When you arise
The clock demands
When to open or close your eyes
Your appetite determines
What and when you partake
Your thirst decides
Of what and when to slake
Your education, not you,
Determines the course you take
And an indifferent boss
Decides how much you make
The car you drive
Is not chosen by your labors
But by the herd instinct
To keep up with your neighbors
Even one's appearance
Is not totally within one's means
Since even your visage is controlled
By crazy combinations of genes
So call it Kismet, call it Karma,
name it Fate if you so deign.
You'll not… were never…
nor ever, will truly reign
(think "George Costanza")
As master of your own domain
poem by David Whalen
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Right And Wrong
It matters not whose right or wrong
An evolving planet has need for both
Balance is a way for men to get along
This gives each soul time for growth
ROTMS
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right doing, there is a field. I will meet you there”
Rumi
poem by Ray Lucero
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Matter and energy.
Shakti is all pervasive power,
Symbolized in a female form.
From Shakti emanates matter and life.
The globe’s made of matter and energy.
Mater and energy constantly converts
Into each other in the universe.
Energy forms when matter performs.
Matter forms when energy performs.
21.03.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unarmed Combat
In due course of course you will all be issued with
Your proper issue; but until tomorrow,
You can hardly be said to need it; and until that time,
We shall have unarmed combat. I shall teach you.
The various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Which you may sometimes meet.
And the various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Do not depend on any sort of weapon,
But only on what I might coin a phrase and call
The ever-important question of human balance,
And the ever-important need to be in a strong
Position at the start.
There are many kinds of weakness about the body,
Where you would least expect, like the ball of the foot.
But the various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Will always come in useful. And never be frightened
To tackle from behind: it may not be clean to do so,
But this global war.
So give them all you have, and always give them
As good as you get; it will always get you somewhere.
(You may not know it, but you can tie a Jerry
Up without rope; it is one of the things I shall teach.)
Nothing will matter if only you are ready for him.
The readiness is all.
The readiness is all. How can I help but feel
I have been here before? But somehow then,
I was the tied-up one. How to get out
Was always then my problem. And even if I had
A piece of rope I was always the sort of person
Who threw rope aside.
And in my time I had given them all I had,
Which was never as good as I got, and it got me nowhere.
And the various holds and rolls and throws and breakfalls
Somehow or other I always seemed to put
In the wrong place. And, as for war, my wars
Were global from the start.
Perhaps I was never in a strong position.
Or the ball of my foot got hurt, or I had some weakness
Where I had least expected. But I think I see your point.
While awaiting a proper issue, we must learn the lesson
Of the ever-important question of human balance.
It is courage that counts.
Things may be the same again; and we must fight
Not in the hope of winning but rather of keeping
Something alive: so that when we meet our end,
It may be said that we tackled wherever we could,
That battle-fit we lived, and though defeated,
Not without glory fought.
poem by Henry Reed
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Balance
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
I sought to seek...
And now I keep,
Within me deep...
A,
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
And I had to distance from those shores.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
And I will keep this with me forevermore.
Balance.
I will keep this with me forevermore.
My balance!
And,
I will keep this with me forevermore.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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