No limits whatever are placed to the productions of the earth; they may increase forever.
quote by Thomas Malthus
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The success and conditions...
Of a targeted marketing.
To direct effective hype,
Among those selected to be chosen.
Those days have faded away,
From the land of steady habits.
And drift as nomads depleted of funds,
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Increase and do not leave.
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They become crazed!
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Just wont allow that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The day i was born! (26 / 10 / 2011 / 03: 15-AF) .
I respect the day i was born, because it proves a point of my reasons in planet earth. /
I am addicted to knowledge & information about respect. /
Hence, i disindulge myself from different people. /
I have been an author from the day i was born. /
I find it hard to give up my career, because it made me to achieve my victory. /
Author: Koena France Mokoena
kfm productions.
poem by kfm Productions
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What people want is not what some would call imaginative and often austere productions but very lavish productions which cast back into the auditorium an image of their affluence.
quote by Jonathan Miller
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No Limits
One life - never been a riddle
Black nights - live it to the max
Its all extremely done
No way - to colonise the middle
Ride hard - desperadoes at your back
Under a blood red sun
In this world - up to us
We stand or we fall - yeah
We got no limits - no hideaway
We got no limits - live today
We got no limits - the way to stay
We got no limits - no limits all the way
Gear up - life is what we make it
Rock hard - shaft it to the top
Weve only just begun
Suns up - were gonna do some shakin
Break out - we give it all we got
Make way cause here we come
In this world we decide
To answer the call - yeah
We got no limits, ...
Power n riches n rank
Mean nothing at all
Render the game to the en
Once and for all - once and for all - yeah
We got no limits, ...
We got no limits - no hideaway
We got no limits - live today
We got no limits - the way to stay
We got no limits
Evrybody live the life
song performed by by U. D. O.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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City Limits
You’re like wildwood at the edge of a city.
And I’m the city: steam, sirens, a jumble
of lit and unlit windows in the night.
You’re the land as it must have been
and will be—before me, after me.
It’s your natural openness
I want to enfold me. But then
you’d become city; or you’d hide
away your wildness to save it.
So I stay within limits—city limits,
heart limits. Although, under everything,
I have felt unlimited earth. Unlimited you.
poem by by unknown author
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A psalm about psalms
Overnight and forever
the earth is soaked in love.
Abundance knows no limits
to its gratitude, to its praise.
They have not forgotten
when things were otherwise.
Their faces shine.
With all this, their eyes are bright;
Here, now.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The productions of the earth require long and difficult preparations, before they are rendered fit to supply the wants of men.
The materials of wealth are in the earth, in the seas, and in their natural and unaided productions.
quote by Daniel Webster
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Sonnet: Believe God Alone
Oh, let me not believe in any man,
For men are undependable creatures;
'Tis God who gives each man life's unique span;
So, let me not believe in false preachers.
Oh, let me put my trust in God all life;
His love for man has no limits, I know;
And let my love for God increase in strife;
To my Redeemer, huge a debt, I owe.
Oh, let me not believe in earth's Masters;
They are as sinful as everyone else;
Let me avoid the gullible Pastors;
They are like poison- flowers with sweet smells!
Let me have faith in God alone always;
Let me in prayers pass my earthly days.
poem by John Celes
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To The Limits
to the limits...
of understanding,
and knowledge.
of power, and pride.
of caring, and involvement;
of hope and desire...
to the limits...
of skies and stars
and worlds unexplored.
of body, and soul,
of reach and touch;
of truth and comprehension....
to the limits...
of right and wrong,
of shadow and form....
of life and death,
of tears and laughter;
to the limits....
and one step beyond!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I believe that all poetry is formal in that it exists within limits, limits that are either inherited by tradition or limits that language itself imposes.
quote by Mark Strand
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With A Motive Not To Be Provoked
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And there are people more devoted,
To keep their peace condoned.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
To get away from all the alibis.
And those who live their lives making up lies.
With so many to this committed.
As if there's benefit in it.
To change what they say in a minute.
This limits and this diminishes.
This limits and this diminishes.
People have a motive,
To be...
Alone!
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
To get away from all the alibis.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
And those who live their lives making up lies.
To change what they say in a minute.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
There are people with a motive,
To be...
Left alone.
And many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
Many are to this committed.
And doing this free without limits.
Doing this free without limits.
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
And...
Doing this free without limits.
And...
With a motive not to be provoked!
And...
Many are to this committed.
And...
Doing this free without limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Their Closest Relatives
People hypnotized and transfixed,
Have grown more accustomed
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.
So accustomed to myths,
People are.
And the praying to what is believed,
To what has been embedded
In their minds,
Exists.
People do not wish to be told,
About the thought process of Nature.
And how that goes.
Or about Earth and Mother Nature.
The relationship between them.
How that works and what they know.
People wish and desire to accept,
They are more powerful
Than that which 'allowed' them life,
And gave to them breath.
People reject with a dismissing of this,
That which gifted them and permitted their lives.
People have grown more accustomed,
To their movie productions.
And those creative emotional TV shows.
Yet,
Give zero respect to their closest relatives.
The Sun, The Moon
And how together,
They affect their lives lived here on Earth.
People have chosen to become accustomed,
To ignoring as if they do not hear or listen.
Or are aware of them with comprehension.
People choose not to accept this as is.
People choose to believe from that which exist,
They are not born from it.
People choose for themselves to believe,
For them
There is no connection to perceive.
Even though what is they can not conceive,
Flows through their veins and bleeds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No Freedom of Parental limits
Freedom of expression
Freedom of art
Freedom of life
Freedom of speech
They come with their prices
Parental limits on love
Parental limits on styles
Parental limits on souls
Parental limits on thought
It leaves you crying
From strangling in
backfired justice
Tears gushing
Can't we leave the
labels and live?
Breezing by is happiness
Approaching is darkness
poem by Wensday Wood
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My limits will be better marked. Both the limits I will set, and my own limits.
quote by Isabelle Adjani
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It's Always Down Hill
Is a bird free because it can fly?
Or is it just trapped to circle the sky?
Climbing higher and higher to the limits of north
Before it descends on the air as the remnants of compost
Turning over its feathers to try and break the hold
Of gravities marriage which none can divorce
Accept through assistance of liquid nitrogen
It's sad when there are limits to what you find in comparison
For what gifts are wings without boundaries to cross?
To circle forever as an avian ouroboros
Perpetually attaining the height of stratospheres
King of the towering high-rises of steel
Lords of New York and emperors of Beijing
But never released from its impoverished searching
That it has to fly forever over to escape its free will
In the certainty of knowing it's always down hill
poem by Kevin Patrick
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Alexandria Egypt.
Alexandria egypt your beauty is present in all seasons
I tell you why you are beautiful, here are the reasons:
Your beauty extends into the heavens,
it goes on forever and never lessens.
Even when the clouds heighten
you are here and the world brightens.
You are like a fruit that constantly ripens
your beauty continues to grow no mater what happens.
My fondness for you constantly deepens
because every time I visit you my heart weaken.
You make everything else appear hollow
your beauty and seashores they follow and follow.
You shine so bright you cast your own shadow
a beauty that others would love to borrow.
But try as they might your beauty they will never catch
because something like you they could never match.
Your beauty seems to increase with every breathe
it tests the limits that all imaginations can stretch.
Your beauty is so vast it can't be concealed
there is no hiding it your beauty is always revealed.
The power of your beauty is the world's greatest gift
the heaviest boulder it could easily lift.
Alexandria you are perfect and i for one love you
And for me, all has changed the moment visited you.
Heaven on Earth I was not aware
Alexandria you are crafted with such care.
You are the answer to my prayer
If they or who asks about you
i shall say you have something very rare
with so much beauty, and beauty to spare
poem by Salma. Torrez
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I wander lonely as a cloud
i wander lonely as a cloud
tip toeing eyeing with grace
the clear expanse of earth
a new blessing materialises
every second as friends join
me in scaling new heights
the sky's our limits we tell
ourselves as we rub shoulders
with grandest hills and mountains,
while the ever appreciative sun dresses
us up in a rainbow of colours
we dance light footed and determinedly
winning more friends to fire up the
azure sky with our glistening jewels
i wander lonely as a cloud forever
changing, hopeful, as friend earth
awaits an avalanche of goodwill
to spread far and wide for it to grow
The above is rewritten from an earlier version
reading:
I wander lonely as a cloud
tip toeing eyeing with grace
the clear expanse of earth
a new me materialises every
second as new friends join
me in scaling new heights
the sky's our limits we
tell ourselves as we rub
shoulders with grandest hills
and mountains, the ever
appreciative sun dresses us
up in a rainbow of colours
we dance light footed and
determinedly winning more
friends and fire up the azure
sky with our glistening jewels
i wander lonely as a cloud forever
changing, hopeful, as friend earth
awaits an avalanche of goodwill
spreading far and wide for it to grow
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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To the Teacher.
To The Teacher.
Teach my child the formation of the letters
Love and affection, science maths, chemistry and physics
With some short stories, songs and poems
Not only the theoriticals, practicals of massive productions
But also the outcomes of harmful by productions
Not to make a genious to produce automic bombs
But to rescue living beings from those welthier mines
Gold, silver and copper to illuminate ornaments and aeroplanes.
[email protected]
Wrote to the teacher on 07th june 2003 and presented to the Engineering Excellence.
poem by Sisirachandra Vaduge
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There Is No Us
frankly, there is no us.
there is only me and there is only you.
that is the truth,
the bitter truth, but there was a time
oh, it was rare
when i tried to imagine,
oh, imagination goes everywhere i think,
there is no limit to imagination they say
but thinking has
it has walls and fences, thinking limits
where tolerance lies,
there was a time when i imagine us
hand in hand, arms around arms,
forgive my imagination, but there was a time
when i imagine that we made love beside the river
that we were so exhausted after and that we made a promise
to live forever, us, us, together,
but as i told you, in that dream, imagination has no limits
it is crazy, but thinking is sane, it puts a limit to my illusions
and my own delusions about love and togetherness,
about us, but thinking says, and it says with straightforwardness
of a man decisive about an ending
and so i ended it, because i agree, and i definitely agree,
our situation is sky and earth, floor and ceiling,
we do not meet, even halfway on some compromises
there is no us, really, just you and me,
at the end, i love myself much better than i love you,
and so here i am,
gone for good, away from you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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