Quarrels often arise in marriages when the bridal gifts are excessive.
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Quarrels are essence.
Internal quarrels produce poetry.
Societal quarrels bring out story.
External quarrels adduce theory.
Sexual quarrels reproduce arts.
05.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Most of these alternative arrangements, so-called, arise out of the ruins of marriages, not as an improvement of old fashioned marriage.
quote by Christopher Lasch
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Great affection is often the cause of violent animosity. The quarrels of men often arise from too great a familiarity.
quote by Saskya Pandita
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Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
quote by William Blake
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The Gifts of Life and Pollution
Nature's gifts are sunny beaches,
Nature's gifts are rocky mountains,
Nature's gifts are vast oceans,
Nature's gifts are the tranquil colors in the rainbow,
Nature's gifts are rain forests,
Nature's gift is life.
Our gifts are oceans filled with toxins,
Our gifts are global warming,
Our gifts are deserted forests,
Our gifts are killed animals,
Our gifts are serious diseases,
Our gift is pollution.
poem by Melanie Jackson
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One of the best lessons I learned early is that not everything in life is about you. It is about service. If you want trips and excessive gifts, then don't get into public service.
quote by Sean Hannity
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She worded it a bit strongly, but I do find myself more and more struck by the differences between the sexes. To put it another way: All marriages are mixed marriages.
quote by Anne Tyler
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Marriages are under strain today in terms of economics. There are social cross-currents. We see failed marriages. But it is not under attack by our gay and lesbian citizens.
quote by Earl Blumenauer
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All marriages are mixed marriages.
quote by Chantal Saperstein
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I'm Guided By...Life!
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight.
Surrender,
I might...
To your delight.
And excited I am...
With you,
Tonight!
And...
Forever.
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight...
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating...
Tonight.
My needs are heating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Tonight.
My needs are heating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Tonight,
I'm guded by...
Life!
Tonight,
I'm driven by...
Desire!
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight,
I'm guided by...
Life!
I'm driven by...
Desire!
And finding it right,
Tonight!
My needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Yes my needs are overheating and exceeds excessive feeding.
Tonight...
I am guided by life!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I know some good marriages -- marriages where both people are just trying to get through their days by helping each other, being good to each other.
quote by Erica Jong
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Marriages are semi-happy.
Maybe marriages are made in heaven
But it's on the earth that it is tested.
Marriages, arranged or led by courtships,
Is bound to be semy happy marriages.
What semi happy marriage means is that
It has happiness as a family
And lacks pulls at the sight of each other
Between the husband and the wife in life.
Lovers are passion orientated.
Couples are partner orientated.
Husbands and wives are mere faithful friends.
Ownerships and identity bind them.
They sublimate their sexual energy
In the family chores and children upkeep.
With their romance and passion forgotten.
Half happy and half sore they lead their life.
Every marriage is a semi happy one
And even then marriages are welcome
By the society as it is the nest
Well fit for the children to grow in.
06.11.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Reise Reise (Arise Arise) (Lyrics.)
Even on the waves there is fighting
Where fish and flesh are woven into sea
One stabs the lance while in the army
Another throws it into the ocean
Ahoy
Arise, arise seaman arise
Each does it in his own way
One thrusts the spear into a man
Another then into the fish
Arise, arise seaman arise
And the waves cry softly
In their blood a spear is lodged
They bleed softly into the ocean
The lance must be drowned in flesh
Fish and man sink to the depths
Where the black soul dwells
there is no light on the horizon
Ahoy
Arise, arise seaman arise
Each does it in his own way
One thrusts the spear into a man
Another then into the fish
Arise, arise seaman arise
And the waves cry softly
In their blood a spear is lodged
They bleed softly into the ocean
Arise, arise seaman arise
And the waves cry softly
In their heart a spear is lodged
They bleed themselves dry on the shore
poem by Satan's Sibling
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A Brief Note On Marriage!
Flute music is coming when I am writing this poem;
The sweet music is being rendered by a flute vendor!
Flute music reminds all of the hero of Bhagavad-Gita
Who proposed the policy of nonattachment in life!
Marriages are fixed in heaven many say since long time
But why are some going for divorces after the marriage?
Love or arranged marriages should be based on love;
But too much attachment finding faults ends in divorces!
Nothing is perfect in the world let alone love and marriage;
What is more important is love to be cherished as humans
So that relations would last longer making happier life here;
Critically seeing differences one cannot find peace of mind.
Bond of marriages is supposed to last till the end of life
But not to suffer by marriages till the end of life in the world!
poem by Ramesh T A
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My Dove, My Beautiful One
My dove, my beautiful one,
Arise, arise!
The night-dew lies
Upon my lips and eyes.
The odorous winds are weaving
A music of sighs:
Arise, arise,
My dove, my beautiful one!
I wait by the cedar tree,
My sister, my love,
White breast of the dove,
My breast shall be your bed.
The pale dew lies
Like a veil on my head.
My fair one, my fair dove,
Arise, arise!
poem by James Joyce
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Hark! Hark! The Lark
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic'd flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise!
poem by William Shakespeare
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How Do You Use Your Gifts?
I'm using my blessings and faith,
To create identifiable miracles.
And you?
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
And what they have manage to materialize,
Makes you jealous and mad?
Your selfishness is pathetic!
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At The Bar
she says
hi i'm gina
and then she hints that it is her birthday today
and the band sings her a birthday song...
you come back to the same bar
looking for gina and you find her
and she says
hi i'm agness and then she tells you it is her birthday today
despite that
you still like her and gifts her with a more expensive jewelry.
your name was arthur too.
and now you are james and you talk about love and broken marriages.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pseudo belief
We have got to know more of planets.
Still we believe they are destiny guides.
We learnt the truth of Darwin’s theory.
Still we believe Adam and Eve concept.
Marriages matched by the birth chart go astray.
Marriages vetoed very well thrive.
Still we cherish hopes in birth chart.
We thus fool others and ourselves.
The knowledge is lame before belief.
28.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Trivial
sometimes, yes, sometimes
seems to be my favorite word of the day,
i like (another favorite is i, just like most of us,
i, i, i, i, i)
to trivialize a lot of events: funerals, baptisms,
even marriage,
sometimes, i ask why, why all these events and things
and people (oh yes, the people)
have become nothing but images, nothing to be
taken seriously about,
i don't grieve at the dead, they are all gone,
i don't wonder at new births, nothing to be amazed
there is nothing new,
and i don't get excited about other people's marriages
don't like to see about the slicing of the cakes
or the drinking of the wine, the releasing of the doves,
the first kiss, or the lifting of the veil,
and the much awaited catching of the bridal bouquet
of red roses
they bore me,
i don't itch and twitch,
i am numb but i am not dead yet
are you happy now?
alright, there is pain, but let me tell you
these are tolerable
and don't hurt that much anymore
with constant practice, i suppose.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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