Every sentence spoken by Napoleon, and every line of his writing, deserves reading, as it is the sense of France.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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When You Read This
when you read this
poem, i am letting you know
that i still care,
when you continue reading on
the next line
you are letting me know
what i still know
that you still care for me too
and then you are angry
about how presumptuous can i be
and so i make another line
and another line and if you continue reading
more of these lines
in this poem
you are letting me know
that you are still angry about
my untimely departure
that moment when love was
still strong
when desire was at its peak
and then you think things over
how you have been
unwittingly betrayed by my words
and you keep on
reflecting if these lines still
say the same
meanings and i keep on writing
more lines
hoping that you will understand
what i have not said
because i cannot say them
because my self
cannot lie by saying them to
you because i do not wish to
hurt you because i still
love you and then i write lines
that ask
if you still love me but then
i must put an end to all
these useless writing
time has spoken
as the lines of fate and
destiny still have it
we were never meant for
each other
the love is there
the bodies still alive
our hands never reach
till then
perhaps in the next life
at the right moment
perhaps when
our parallel lives meet
at some point
of convergence
and as you read let me put
the last line: goodbye
May God make us
meet and love again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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fate And Destiny!
**FATE AND DESTINY!
I couldn’t quite figure out till date,
If destiny makes us or we make our fate!
If what is destined can never be changed,
Why struggle at all, just blame it on fate? !
But today I recall that old story line,
Young Napoleon was once a truant child!
His worried mother took the child, -
To seek a fortuneteller’s advice!
The old teller had smiled and said, -
‘Madam your son has no line of fate! ’
Young Napoleon took out his pen knife,
Cut his palm to carve his fate line!
Rest is history nothing more need be said;
You may now decide about that line of
fate!
-Raj Nandy
06 May 09
(After writing about serious historical stuff,
I wanted to write about lighter things!)
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SOLDATS,
Il n’est aucun de vous qui veuille retourner en France par un autre chemin que par celui de l’ honneur. Nous ne devons y rentrer que sous des arcs de triomphe.
NAPOLEON
Napoleon Bonaparte in Au quartier imperial de Bamberg (6 October 1806)
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France has more need of me than I have need of France.
quote by Napoleon Bonaparte
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I Come Alive In Writing
I come alive in writing
Even if the writing means nothing to anyone else-
I come alive in writing
Even if I am totally deluding myself as to its value-
I come alive in writing
Even if at times while writing there is an underlying hopelessness and despair -
I come alive in writing
As if writing is what God has given me to do-
I come alive in writing
As if through it I can truly give to and help others-
I come alive in writing
As if life has meaning through it-
I come alive in writing
Even when I sense the writing is not good or great
As I would wish it to be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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She Deserves So Much More
Her mom is a bitch
She deserves so much more
This is were I come in and give her all my love
She deserves so much more
She deserves to have a good stable life
And not the shaky one she has now
She deserves a good and loving family
And not one that treats her like shit
That is were I come in and give her all my love
She deserves so much more
Is it too much to ask
All she wants it to be loved
But no your in Wonder Land with Alice
Having a nice trip?
All she wants is to get what she deserves
And it sure as hell isn't you
That is were I come in and give her all my love
She deserves so much more
Why do you think she wants to leave the place so soon
Hmm... Let me think
Oh its because of you
This is were I come in and give her all my love
She deserves so much more
And it sure as hell isn't you
(4-25-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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When Confronted By A Lousy Poem
after reading another
lousy poem
(i guess it could be like
mine, in the strict sense
of your standard
master academic
poet, multi awarded
poetess)
i decided to pause
for a while,
reflect, meditate,
cogitate,
blink, wink,
t h i n k t h i n k
give the writer the benefit of the doubt
due to his feelings
he must have these
within him/her
asking myself what prompts
him to write
i think it is not for fame,
for he will never have, he knows it
the world is filled already with a million famous men
and women
and there is no place anymore for one
like him
(or me, i know, don't bluff me
i know, don't ask me)
i think it is because he is like a snake
(Nothing bad about snakes
nothing metaphorically treacherous)
bitten by another snake, bleeding
and sliding his way in the sands of the
desert
looking for an oasis
a date palm
a branch of an olive tree
(is there an olive tree in the desert?
i have not gone there anyway
yet)
looking for a cure.
i then make a conclusion,
he deserves to be commended
for this bravery
of writing about
pain
at least writing about it
since he still does not know
of any cure
for pain, or if there is
i know, he knows, it is only
temporary
like the pain in our
hearts
(or asses if you will)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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True glory consists in doing what deserves to be written in writing what deserves to be read and in so living as to make the world happier for our living in it.
quote by Pliny the Elder
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True glory consists in doing what deserves to be written; in writing what deserves to be read; and in so living as to make the world happier for our living in it.
quote by Pliny The Elder
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To be a writer
They say, when you have nothing to say
Do not say anything
They say when you have nothing good to say
Do not say anything
He is not convinced
He wants to be a writer and to be one he must write
What is in his mind
To be a writer he must write and write and write
Even when there is nothing to write
Even when there is nothing to say even when nobody listens
Even when the word is dead even when there is no sense at all
Even when he gets blind and deaf and mute even when his fingers are cut even when his mind is blank even when his consciousness is lost
Even when you are angry even when you say what is written is nothing
But trash, dung, cadaver, corpse, poo, pee, even when there is nothing
Anymore,
He writes because he is a writer and no one can stop him now.
he is
he is writing
he is writing always
he is writing always whatever that needs to be written
and here you are foolishly reading. thanks to you, audience of one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everyone
everyone deserves to live
everyone deserves a education
everyone has rights
everyone has a hobby
everyone deserves the right to have a job
everyone deserves to be treated equally
everyone is important
everyone shouldnt be bullied
everyone is different
everyone has a right to eat what they want
everyone should live in harmony
poem by Michelle Louise Commons
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As soon as I started writing Julia, by which I mean while writing its first sentence, I felt a sudden, reassuring charge of excitement. I knew it was going to work.
quote by Peter Straub
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This programme would only really make sense and work properly if it was also broadcast on France's international television channel TV5. So I ended up with a double production, on France 2 and TV5.
quote by Bernard Pivot
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What are we? What is the future? What is the past? What magic fluid envelops us and hides from us the things it is most important for us to know? We are born, we live, and we die in the midst of the marvelous.
quote by Napoleon I of France
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Shine
(featuring Pink)
Written by Lisa Marie Presley and Linda Perry
Unidentified flying object in space
If I were identified you couldn't make me erase
You never understood me and I'd have to applaud
It's lonely out here alone but I can't be what I'm not
You can be all the writing on the wall
That you want
I'll be the line across it
I'll blow your mind
I'll blow your mind
And all the others can shine
But not like I can shine
You could have set me free
If you'd eased up on the line
It's supposed to be quiet
But it's loud in this sky
I'll take care of the vultures with a glass of wine
You can be all the writing on the wall
That you want
I'll be the line across it
I'll blow your mind
I'll blow your mind
You can be all the writing on the wall
That you want
I'll be the line across it
I'll blow your mind
I'll blow your mind
song performed by by Lisa Marie Presley
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They Say It Is My Brain That Is Writing This Poem
THEY SAY IT IS MY BRAIN THAT IS WRITING THIS POEM
They say it is my brain that it is writing this poem-
They can see areas of it shutting down
And others lighting up more intensely,
As the words come down-
But I know it is me who is writing this poem
And my brain is only ‘part' of who I am
Whatever that means.
I am writing this poem
And you are reading it
And we are human beings
Aren't we?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I think if you are writing an instrumental you are dealing with more of an aesthetic in a sense but a lyric is more of a putting yourself on the line and a much more expensive exercise.
quote by Leo Kottke
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For me, a play is a form of writing which isn't complete until it is interpreted by actors. But it's still a form of writing. And so most of my time is spent thinking about how to write a sentence.
quote by Wallace Shawn
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Poet Laureate
On reading Candy Elvis' critique of a laureate's book
Candy Elvis
(Not the Presley one)
Writes poems of time and bliss
She sees no need to atone.
Taking an author by the ears
And addressing her concern
Which well might bring to the eyes, some tears
For she teaches, what all should learn.
For she is not forgiving
When she discovers that there is no sense
To spend time in reading
A poem, or book for which coins have been misspent.
So cast out the author
And go to sleep
The writing is perhaps for another
But surely not bo-peep.
poem by Sidi J. Mahtrow
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I have wisdom
I have wisdom
I am writing poem.
I am not a child of market
I am not calling you to gossip
I am not writing a poem
To divert your attention
From main point of discussion.
I am writing poem for you
And you are reading my poem
With full seriousness.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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