Please let me assure you, however, that the keen disappointment and regret which I feel in this regard serve only to enhance my profound appreciation of the great honor which you have done me; and my sincere gratitude for your generous action.
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXIII: Complimentary
Some regard it as an honor
Some regard it as a burden
Some regard it as a formality
Some regard it as a flattery
Some regard it as an improver
Some regard it as an insult
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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One of the great things about being recognized is that you receive this feedback from people. It is easy to see how sincere people are. It's nothing fake or jive. They're giving sincere appreciation. And it's not that easy to express.
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Vetrans Day
I give you my thanks
though it may seem trifle
For the time you spent
clutching your rifle
I hope you feel proud
each and every day
For you served your country
in more than one way
If someone shakes you hand
may you feel thanks in their grip
I hope you see thanks in their tear
appreciation in their quivering lip
I know these are just words
but they come from the heart
They are meant to honor a Veteran
for doing more than his or her part
America enjoys so much
because of Veterans like you
You protected us and our flag
and now your honor is due
Terry M
Do not feel you are special, let others feel so
It is natural that
Each one of us is
Special and unique
In his or her own way
Problem it becomes
When we feel strongly about it
And when no others
Come up and tell
You are special
We all do things
But will not do things
The same way others do
We have our own way
And style of doing that
Others gauge our performance
Based on the quality of the outcome
Punctuality, consistency
And very importantly
Our attitude to what we do
All of us differ in all these aspects
And in that we stay special and unique
It is but human nature
To expect others to
Recognize what is done
And come out with a word of appreciation,
Which is a sort of motivation
But others are not that generous
To tell great things about what you have done
Often they are quick to find out
The lapses in your performances
This is where, all of us get stuck
And feel bad about it
You have the right to feel
You are special and unique
But do not expect others
To feel that
You can, however, make them feel so
And recognize your great things
By the quality of performance and
Your attitude towards it
Do not feel special about you
Let others do so
By your excellence
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The limited hopes
Mother has a profound will
But limited skill to serve you.
The God has a profound skill
But limited will to serve you.
Others have neither will nor skill
More than theirs to serve you.
31.01.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How To Respond!
Oh, Lord how to react to my elders?
How to pay gratitude to all my readers?
What a hidden well wishers they are?
I was pushed simply very far
How could I dispel their feelings?
Was I ever ready or willing?
How can well knit organization be left?
How can there be overnight shift?
I misjudged the reader's mood
Poetry is just tonic and food
It has divine infusion with great thrust
We all must pray almighty for its preservation and is must
I shall stay and must continue
Must give to larger audience whatever is their due
What is their in appreciation or condemnation
It is permanent bond and solidly laid foundation
Let each brick carry its own weight
Then only building can gain its height
The stone at the base can see with honor and pride
I must uphold this view and never hide
They are no seized with domestic problems
But disgruntled with happenings around them
Some of the poems may not appeal them earnestly
This is a normal cause and I must admit it frankly
If all the pots made by potters find the way
Not a place in market will be left to stay
Some poems may find applaud and appreciation
Others may go down with displeasure and condemnation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Thanks!
Thanks for all your appreciation
I value it alot
Normally no-one cares
And they all just call me a swat
Thanks for all your appreciation
It's boosted my confidence
Poems are my passion
And stop me putting up a fence
Thanks for all your appreciation
You helped me see sense
Thank you so much
Because most people are against
Thanks for your appreciation
You're the only ones who care
I now beleive in myself
I really do, I swear
Thanks for your appreciation
It really is appreciated
And once again
Thanks to you all
For being so updated
poem by Becky Ginn
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On the recollection of so many and great favours and blessings, I now, with a high sense of gratitude, presume to offer up my sincere thanks to the Almighty, the Creator and Preserver.
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There are moments on most days when I feel a deep and sincere gratitude, when I sit at the open window, and there is a blue sky or moving clouds.
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We treat our people like royalty. If you honor and serve the people who work for you, they will honor and serve you.
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Red, White And Blue
Red, White and Blue-these hues shall ne'er fleet,
Nor shall they who fiercely defend it, e'er retreat;
They champion Freedom, at any and all cost,
But for this precept, all hope would be lost!
Our Supreme Law, they swear to support and defend,
Against all, whether here or afar-upon this, we all depend;
Serve do they, with Honor, exhibiting Loyalty and Respect-
A lesson for all, ideas are these, which all should expect!
In any one generation,1 of 100 is their humble divide,
Yet, it is they who are the source of our extraordinary pride!
Honor them, with your heartfelt gratitude, whence ever
Acquaintance is made, in return, your defense, ever!
Consider them not upon celebration but for only a day,
Keep them always in your thoughts, allow not its sway!
Maurice Harris,20 October 2009
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Action is a great restorer and builder of confidence. Inaction is not only the result, but the cause, of fear. Perhaps the action you take will be successful; perhaps different action or adjustments will have to follow. But any action is better than no action at all.
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We human beings are tuned such that we crave great melody and great lyrics. And if somebody writes a great song, it's timeless that we as humans are going to feel something for that and there's going to be a real appreciation.
quote by Art Garfunkel
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A human mind
I t is like human mind
you got to know and find
be generous and very kind
observe it by not remaining blind
mind should be allowed to be broad
it will think and cut into road
it may shed the fears and think
it may feel free for the doubts to sink
There has to be single and positive thought
no unnecessary provocative thoughts to be fought
one has to determine course of action clearly
Else time may come to pay for it dearly
time and ground to be tested twice
they may look cool and nice
it may prove very deceptive
there is something more to be suggestive
Assess the ground and venture
there may lay a clear future
jump when you are fully sure
with no double mind to assure
no one may come and guide you
it has to be performed by only you
it is folly on our part to expect from others
try to swim to shore and win over
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Poetic Wisdom Appeals
an exceptionally
beautiful artistically
accurate expression
worthy of great
appreciation
long reflection
it enriches
perceptive soul
paints a touch
of keen wonder
in poetic lines
an luring potential
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Salute
Thousands of words or applause,
Complete silence or mere a pause,
Will do nothing or serve the purpose,
When people not react and suppose,
Civilizations old mushroomed and perished,
Continents surfaced, remained for long and finished,
Races fought relentlessly and still survived,
Was it not cherished dream this is being still revived?
Racial abuse and discrimination is still hunting,
It is biggest slur and still we ignore and counting,
No efforts or slight pressure is mounting,
No condemnation or regret amounting,
Sincere gratitude and salute,
Who rise and not remain mute
To those who refuse to surrender,
Not rest and silently wonder,
Highest honor to land and mother land,
Strongest protest with raised hand,
Refuse to accept honour from country,
Which commits abuse and bar the entry?
Thousands might have laid down,
Precious lives for city and town,
Time to remember them for bravery,
To free the world from mock slavery,
To return the honour of doctorate,
Worry for country and people to educate,
Remove the ills and totally eradiate,
Country first then honour immediate,
When country’s honour is at stake?
How to think of bread and sweet cake,
Refuse to acknowledge and accept the award,
Thousands of salute to a brave as reward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The law demands good works and uses its terror--rejection, shame, fear of punishment, unanswered prayer, personal tragedy, etc.--as motivation. Here performance is a necessity to secure the blessings and avoid the curses. Grace, on the other hand, allows us to serve on a different basis--not from fear but on the basis of love and gratitude, from appreciation and gladness for blessings freely given and freely received.
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Song
I told my nymph, I told her true,
My fields were small, my flocks were few,
While faltering accents spoke my fear,
That Flavia might not prove sincere.
Of crops destroyed by vernal cold,
And vagrant sheep that left my fold;
Of these she heard, yet bore to hear;
And is not Flavia then sincere?
How, chang'd by fortune's fickle wind,
The friends I loved became unkind;
She heard, and shed a generous tear;
And is not Flavia then sincere?
How, if she deign'd my love to bless,
My Flavia must not hope for fress;
This, too, she heard, and smiled to hear;
And Flavia, sure, must be sincere.
Go shear your flocks, ye jovial swains;
Go reap the plenty of your plains;
Despoiled of all which you revere,
I know my Flavia's love sincere.
poem by William Shenstone
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Unity is the great goal toward which humanity moves irresistibly. But it becomes fatal, destructive of the intelligence, the dignity, the well-being of individuals and peoples whenever it is formed without regard to liberty, either by violent means or under the authority of any theological, metaphysical, political, or even economic idea. That patriotism which tends toward unity without regard to liberty is an evil patriotism, always disastrous to the popular and real interests of the country it claims to exalt and serve.
quote by Mikhail Bakunin
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Are Dear to Us
Why old memories are so dear to us?
Why do we believe in it and trust?
Do we think we were truly associated/?
Was our action at that time stood related?
These all factors drive us to the conclusion
Some of them may find true inclusions
Some of them may speak very badly
We may rethink over it and feel sadly
It is just rewinding of film reel
You have only to recollect and feel
You may look fool and expect some pity
Yet you laughed it out on your ability
It is village, town and even your friends
They all played important part to make the ways to mend
You were afraid of loosing honor in village
As people were pardoning you because of age
You were doing all nonsense and were fearing parents outbursts
The joy was not to be there for long time or to last
It was some camouflage action that was saving you from backlash
These all incidences may occupy most of the mind and flash
Well it is all meant for great treasure
One may feel great about it and can’t measure
The happiness and joy enjoyed at that time
But now it resurfaces again and wonders you sometimes
Everybody may expect and wish the childhood to return
That happiness has stayed back without any concern
Now no one may remind about it and fire
You are sole judge to decide and offer any satire
It is nice to feel donkey in isolation
A term very appropriate in relation
One would wonder what would have happened!
If something was not done or should have been
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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