At the top of the cycle you write policies for everybody, no matter how bad, and at the bottom you cancel everybody, no matter how good. It's a manic-depressive cycle.
quote by Robert Hunter
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No Matter How Handsome and Tall
No matter how Handsome and Tall -
No matter how more Beautiful than all-
No matter how Great-
No matter how Courageous and Strong -
No matter how Loving and Kind-
No matter how Good as Good can be-
No matter how much of All and Everything,
In every way and form
No matter who one is
And what one is
And how much they give
And how life is made better or more beautiful by them-
No matter how Big or how Small
Each one of us
In the end,
In one real sense,
Nothing at all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Never-ending Cycle
Time is a never-ending cycle
in this life of ours.
It moves with quick rapidity
in our pleasurable hours.
It drags along in slowed down seconds
and takes away our powers.
It amuses and it bruises
and repeats its same old scene.
We quicken with laughter and ache with tears
and wonder 'What does this mean? '
The question is ingrained in us
in a cycle that's never ending.
The only answer I can find
is the cycle is mind-bending.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Atraxerxes
Misalignment or subjectivism,
But the spine of the matter is with us;
Because there is something in the soap!
Give unto Ceaser what is Ceaser's and,
Try to pay the taxes around you;
For the cycle of hatred and violence have broken the brotherhood!
It may not occur here you may say,
But i am Atraxerxes from the land of peace;
And like the spine of the matter known to us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Description Of Sunrise
the day is over
we clap our hands
in the dark we remember
those deeds of the night
dusk comes with a surprise
on to what is next
the sun rises again
we clap our hands again
hoping that this brand new day
shall give us progress and even eternity
oh, the cycle is here again
another man of the sun loses face to the moon
in the dark we seek shelter to the night
we sleep and dream
tomorrow as the sun rises
we shall have learned: this is nothing but a vicious cycle
we then go to our own affairs
not minding whether it is morning or evening
the faces of the days
do not matter anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life Is A Circle.
It isa circle, from birth
To death ending up in cries,
Of arrival and departure,
The soul may even go round
In cirle frm deat to birth
In another for the cycle
to continue as believed
In the eadt as per
Our deeds entering
The cycle like animnals,
Birds, other beings,
Keeping the soul in tact,
So we must be careful
As per the myth to do
Good deeds only,
To rebirth again as humans,
Though to be battered
By our own emotions,
And suffer through human life cycle.
Ravikiran Arakkal
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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You Matter To Me
Look up, the sky is crying
Endless tears
Feels like my whole worlds dying
It hurts when youre not here
cause you matter to me and thats why
You still matter to me
And thats the only reason I need, to get by
You still matter to me, yes you do
I aint no good at talkin
So girl Im tellin you straight
My heart feels just like an orphan
I hope Im not too late
cause you matter to me and thats why (and thats why)
You still matter to me
And thats the only reason I need, to get by
You still matter to me, yes you do
If I could have just one wish
Id stand you in my place
Then youd know how much I miss you
Youll never be replaced
cause you matter to me and thats why (and thats why)
You still matter to me
And thats the only reason I need, to get by
You still matter to me, yes you do
You still matter to me
And thats the only reason I need, to get by
You still matter to me, yes you do
cause you matter to me, yes you do
And thats the only reason I need, to get by (get by)
cause you matter to me, aint no lie
And thats the only reason I need, to get by (get by)
cause you matter to me, yes you do
And thats the only reason I need, aint no lie
song performed by by Kiss
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We forget that the water cycle and the life cycle are one.
quote by Jacques Yves Cousteau
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The Slant
the slant
a building settling around me
my figure female framed crookedly
in the threshold
of the room
door scraping floorboards
with every opening
carving a rough history
of bedroom scenes
the plot hard to follow
the text obscured
in the fields of sheets
slowly gathering the stains
of seasons spent lying there
red and brown
like leaves fallen
the colors of an eternal cycle
fading with the
wash cycle
and the rinse cycle
again an unfamiliar smell
like my name misspelled
or misspoken
a cycle broken
the sound of them strong
stalking talking about their prey
like the way hammer meets nail
pounding
song performed by by Ani DiFranco from Ani DiFranco
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It may part of a one way evolution... or it may be we are currently on the downside of an innocence cycle where one day, with an up cycle, sweet will be entertaining again.
quote by Christopher Knight
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If the first lady is concerned about this Internet cycle, what would she have done during the heyday when there was 12, 13 editions of a paper in one day? What would she have done with that news cycle?
quote by Matt Drudge
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Road
Bye cycle
Walking...
Moter cycle
Running...
Car
Swimming...
Trees and
Bulding only
Standing...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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News reporting is a cycle: No matter how much you work at sending a message, it's only successful if it's received.
quote by Jessica Savitch
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It Does Not Matter #2
it does not matter- if you're getting old
it does not matter- if you're skin and bones
it does not matter-if you're old and gray
it does not matter-if you go or stay
it does not matter- what people say
it does not matter-living day to day
the only thing that matters, is that
you're alive today
and you'll fight whatever comes your way.
never give up on yourself
for you have no one else.
age is with us to contend
age is something that is not your friend.
it does not matter- if you had a good life
it does not matter- if you're contrite.
no one really knows the true life you've led
and if you deserve to be in a bed.
and if death is at your bedside
in' GOD' you must confide.
HE is the only one that knows what
you've been through.
so confession is what you have to do.
but! it does not matter
if you confess or not
for he has your graveplot.
so ask forgiveness for what you've done
to' GODS' only son.
poem by Louis Rams
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Be Happy
be happy
nothing is permanent
no one is permanently rich
no one is permanently poor
it is the cycle
that governs the fates of us all
destinies
and change
and rotation of the axis
of this earth
it is the circle
that keeps us alive
so be happy
now you may be sad
and down and
feeling hopeless
just wait
the cycle of life comes
to save you
just wait
the cycle of death too comes
to give you rest
it is the circle
not the flatness
that gives us happiness
be glad
nothing is permanent
the changes come
and you shall
have it
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sunday Cycle Rides
Quite often, on a Sunday morning,
Dad and I would take a cycle ride.
Up the steep hills, we would struggle,
But, down them, we would glide.
We’d cycle to villages like Monxton,
Abbott’s Ann and St Mary Bourne.
We’d pass fields of lowing cattle,
As well as fields of golden corn.
Once, as we were passing some sheep,
I gently applied my brakes and stopped.
I stood watching the cute little lambs,
As they leapt, and jumped, and hopped.
We would cycle along the back roads,
And whiz along winding, country lanes.
I felt happy enough when the sun was out,
But not so much so, when it began to rain.
Along the roads, we’d pass babbling brooks,
And horses with rhythmic clip-clopping hooves.
We’d pass village greens with duck ponds,
And pretty little cottages with thatched roofs.
But our cycle rides abruptly came to an end,
When, one day, my Dad suddenly died.
Nowadays, I don’t even own a bicycle,
But I really miss our Sunday cycle rides.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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No Matter What
No matter what they tell us
No matter what they do
No matter what they teach us
What they belive is true
No matter what they call us
How ever they attack
No matter where they take us
We'll find our own way back
I can't deny what i belive
I can't be what i'm not
I know i love forever
I know no matter what
If only tears were laughter
If only night was day
If only prayers were answered
Then we would here god say
No matter what they tell you
No matter what they do
No matter what they teach you
What you believe is true
And i will keep you safe and strong
And sheltered from the storm
No matter where it's barren
Our dream is being born
No matter who they follow
No matter where the lead
No matter how they judge us
I'll be everyone you need
No matter if the sun don't shine
Or if the skies aren't blue
No matter why they ended
My life began with you
I can't deny what i believe
I can't be what i'm not
I know this love forever
That's all that matter's now
No matter what
No
song performed by by Boyzone from By Request
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From fresh jade to jade
cycle spins cycle onwards
till perceptions fade.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (24 October 2006)
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My Car
I love my
Car...
My car...
Is only
Two weels...
No want petrole...
No want Bio- gas...
Two member only
Travel my car...
Every wear...
Every side...
My car move and move...
Run and run...
with my leg speed...
I was play my car...
Each every day...
Another's called my car name
Was cycle...
I was lovengely calling car...
Yes...
Cycle is my car...
What is your car...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Be Bold!
Be Bold!
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Baked in the galactic furnace,
projected with high velocity,
through fire and lightning,
crossing every field you are now here!
Thousand years of rain,
withstanding hard tests,
enduring action and reactions,
floods and storms you are now here!
O formless one, passing through tunnel of death,
nay, you are the input, you are the output
setting recycling process units,
on a mission you are now here!
raising and falling, recycled countless times,
cycle after cycle, witnessed evolution of nature,
it is not you evolved, but as reason for evolution,
to help nature to evolve you are here now!
Look into your own written dairy,
birth-less deathless are energy and matter,
how can be death be there to their creator?
to fill breath into nature you are now here!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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No Matter
No matter what your resume might say
No matter your belief or to what GOD you pray
No matter the languages that you might speak
No matter the lessons that you might teach.
No matter the words that you might use
No matter your occupation or the work you do
No matter the schooling or the degrees you have
No matter the pot holes that's in your path.
No matter the places that you had lived
No matter the gifts that you did give
No matter your wealth whether your rich or poor
No matter if you speak quietly or speak with a roar.
No matter the clothes that you wear
No matter the color or the length of your hair
All that matters is your actions and your deeds
As they speak louder, and to them, man will heed.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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