Admiration. Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves.
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Admiration, n. Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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Face To Face With An Unknown Cat
miao
face to face with an unknown cat
where did it learn this manner?
the next door neighbour has been around for ages
and we hardly know each other
polite cat
polite, polite, polite
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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It is from the progeny of this parent cell that we all take our looks; we still share genes around, and the resemblance of the enzymes of grasses to those of whales is in fact a family resemblance.
quote by Lewis Thomas
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Lesbian Recognition
Lesbians, get it into your head
No one cares what you do in bed
If you want to get wed
Then so to the alter be led
Everywhere I go
Sexuality and identity
Has become the flow
Gay Rights!
Gay Recognition!
Recognition for touching a female breast
And changing sexuality from east to west
Recognition for kissing a female lip
And for warmly caressing a womans hip
I'm not usually one for condemnation
But what has become of this nation
Where women clap thier hands in celebration
For recognition of artificial insemination
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Man is the only animal that learns by being hypocritical. He pretends to be polite and then, eventually, he becomes polite.
Anyone can be polite to a king, but it takes a gentleman to be polite to a beggar.
Man is the only animal that learns by being hypocritical. He pretends to be polite and then, eventually, he _becomes_ polite.
quote by Jean Kerr
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Our admiration of the antique is not admiration of the old, but of the natural.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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The Lovin' Crocodile
To make this news will cheer me up tonight,
But where do doves despair when caught alight?
There is no chance in this to reunite,
As far as eyes can tell to be polite.
I ponder more these ways that reconcile
Our brothers fighting more, and then even;
It's like the rage of love, that crocodile
That menacingly poses some lovin'.
I hear the sound of reptiles speaking bad,
I see them down the river lurking now,
My thoughts are with the danger so forbad,
It crawled on legs so uglier, but how?
I see them now and then, in waters cold,
To be polite, to be polite and bold.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Today
Weekly news, spreading egos
blasted brains and maniacs
polite smiles, awkward eyes
disregarding the brave act
Radical views, comical scenes
post traumas and tantrums
nosy lives, winning strikes
delusions of sane minds
Bubbly thoughts, serious faces
unknown depths and train wrecks
Are these new? , they are now
perversion of the neophytes
Tradition calls, memory recalls
resemblance of tamed cats
try these shoes, wisely choose
hypothesis of an outcast.
poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana
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Recognition of function always precedes recognition of being.
quote by Rita Mae Brown
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Admiration
Admiration
To those
Who love and live
With faith and re-live
Admiration
For those
Who believe in sacrifice?
Stand dedicated with promises
Admiration
To those
Who wants to serve the poor?
With no lip services but actual workers
They may stand all tall
Receive tumultuous call
Respect and honor wherever they go
It is small gesture on our part to flow
Little bit of compassion and love to arrive
For down trodden and deprived
That shall be called real service
You may have life to spend at ease
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Green In The Eye
Why should one
Have so much
While I have none.!
But I was in love
As strong as death
But bit by bit I am losing,
Will my love die?
It is me, green in the eye,
Grievously in the grave
Drinking my own blood
And eating my own flesh.
I feel lonely
In front of my smiling enemy.
I can't cut jocks and make fun
I can't keep mocking
Suddenly I feel I am in love again
As I have a radical admiration
And an awkward homage with recognition
I feel now, my love will not die
As it is fed upon me, green in the eye.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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for Claribelle
Life is a polite woman.
I have always told you that in class.
I delight in the politeness of a woman.
Outside the class.
When i fall in love, i keep it
to myself. There is no courage for
me to say it. I keep my own joys.
You are a polite woman.
I named you my own Life.
The class do not know that.
I keep it upon myself as a
lovely burden. I keep sorrows too.
Secretly, like
a divine burden, an un-confessed
sin.
Sometimes, i have not told you
before you left, i also mumble upon
myself, without any wish
that i may understand what i
try to hide,
completely. Soon i forget and then
I am happy again.
That is what life is all about.
I am polite too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The English are polite by telling lies. The Americans are polite by telling the truth.
quote by Malcolm Bradbury
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The whole path of American music has been so much about the recognition of stylistic diversity, and the recognition of the importance of music which was from one of the vernacular traditions.
quote by Michael Tilson Thomas
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In the perception of the incongruous stimuli, the recognition process is temporarily thwarted and exhibits characteristics which are generally not observable in the recognition of more conventional stimuli.
quote by Jerome Bruner
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Women tend to have recognition and peer group support - recognition from friends and family that this has to be a big issue in their lives. They're more comfortable expressing the need for support and receiving it.
quote by James Levine
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No reason to hate the haters
Last night I was in thoughtful mood
Thinking deep trying to find out
Reasons of the reasons of hate
And the reasons of hating of the hates
Hate is an abnormal form of jealousy
It is a sincerest form of flattery
Sometimes they have
Sometimes they do not have any reasons
It is their metal disease of being misery,
As their destiny goes against their desires
Their personalities are lacking from others
They want to have
All of which we have
They want to be
Like us you and me
This is an open recognition and a secret admiration
A free motivation and an instant inspiration.
So no reason to hate the haters, just pray for them.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Recognition
Everyone needs recognition
for the things that they do
especially by those who matter most.
If they ignore you, call you second best
the hurt festers deep inside
never letting you go.
You never release the full potential
of what you’re capable of.
Every talent need to be nurtured
especially by the ones you love.
That recognition by them
is important in your life.
20 July 2009
poem by David Harris
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