Every man ought to be inquisitive through every hour of his great adventure down to the day when he shall no longer cast a shadow in the sun. For if he dies without a question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance
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Every man ought to be inquisitive through every hour of his great adventure down to the day when he shall no longer cast a shadow in the sun. For if he dies without a question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance?
quote by Frank Moore Colby
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The Sun-Dial at Wells College
The shadow by my finger cast
Divides the future from the past:
Before it, sleeps the unborn hour
In darkness, and beyond thy power:
Behind its unreturning line,
The vanished hour, no longer thine:
One hour alone is in thy hands,--
The NOW on which the shadow stands.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Choosing To Finesse With The Best Of Etiquette
From my perspective,
That is all this is.
An authority of life?
No.
Like many, I too
Found adventure and discovery in my youth.
I was quite inquisitive.
Whether wrong or right
My activities did not cease my appetite.
My insights are based upon,
My own experiences.
And I do believe as a writer,
My opinion qualifies.
Just as someone else's 'is'.
Those who get 'uptight'
Because my point of view,
For them does not delight.
Well...
I confess what others may think,
Does not keep me up at nights.
Should it?
And when someone express to me,
That my point of view they disagree.
What can I say?
Knowing that the life I live is mine.
What can I say?
When I know they too...
Wear different shoes,
Than the ones I choose.
And sometimes they do not shine.
From my perspective,
That is all this is.
An authority of life?
No.
Like many, I too...
Found adventure and discovery in my youth.
I was quite inquisitive.
And inquisitive about life...
I still 'IS' with a quest to be me.
Determined to question.
And choosing to finesse with the best of etiquette?
Depends on the atmosphere and mood of the occasion.
I do not make attempts to impress.
Although I will admit,
Being expressive I do with the best of effort.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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His Shadow
When I was young
the shadow he cast was long.
When I was afraid.
In his shadow I could be brave.
Walking together
watching his shadow by mine.
I yearned for the time
like his my shadow would be long.
As the fledgling finally
flies alone from the nest.
To step away from his shadow
my time came.
One day long after
my child at my side.
Two shadows I saw.
One long joined one small.
In my thoughts
I reflected to when
the longer shadow.
My father cast.
I realized
the time had come.
The father's shadow
now my shadow.
(04SEP97)
poem by Kurt Hearth
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Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.
quote by Francis Quarles
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O my God excuse me
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Without borrowing and
Without stealing
It is quite impossible
To live with dignity
And what is dignity
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
Being human
I be committed to
Public cause
I am not able to do it
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
I am unable to practice
Tolerance and create
Nuisance
I am unable to understand
O God excuse me.
O my God excuse me
Excuse me.
The mistake I have done
And the punishment
I have got
O God excuse me
Excuse me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Apiece
four sided die
no one dies here
cast
the die and the
die is finally
cast on the
die
decisions &
consequences of
cast dies
not my own
but the majority
the future of this
country not my own
perspective
nothing about a friend
or relative or self
or something in particular
dissolved self
in human solution
above all
humanity & integrity
succession
and handed bounty
continuity and respect
for pillars and
fences.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Standing Under Spotlight
I can be a shadow on anyone's wall.
But I can not do that,
Reflecting my own light.
I can cast a shadow at noon...
To have others believe,
I have energy to give I don't need.
But to leave to cast no shadow at all,
I am not yet prepared to do.
So...
If I am caught,
Standing under spotlight...
Bright with a smile toothy white,
You know the applause I am waiting for...
Is anticipated to come from you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Do You Do When Love Dies
(mary unobsky / donna weiss)
I wake up in the morning crying
I reach out for you, yeah
I make coffee for one now
Instead of for two
My days are so empty baby
Theres nothing for me to do
And the night lost its meaning
The night I lost you
Help me baby
What do you when love dies?
Somebody help me, Im losing my mind
What do you when love dies?
Somebody help me, Im losing my mind
I run for the 1:10 uptown
The show starts at two
Im surrounded by strangers
But Im haunted by you
My life is without direction
Lost without you my love
The past is my shadow
My shadow is you
I aint got nowhere to go
What do you do when love dies?
Somebody help me, Im losing my mind
What do you do when love dies on you?
Somebody help me, Im losing my mind, yes I am, yeah
Yeah, what do you do when love dies on you?
Somebody help me, Im losing my mind, yeah, yeah
Somebody help me, Im losing my mind
The past is my shadow
My shadow is you
Yeah, yeah
What do you do when love dies on you?
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Nothing In Common
You and I have nothing in common.
When I look to the sky,
I do not seek clouds.
And when it rains I feel nourished.
At least I accept a growth of some kind,
Is going on to encourage my mind...
To remain curious with an inquisitive need,
To adventure.
You associate your life with everything negative.
If I allowed you...
I'd be limping around feeling pains of empathy.
And you'd be there...
Delighting to see my back hunched over,
From a load of your constant unpacking of complaints.
My mind is not here for you to pluck.
All that time I've given to you has been used up.
You and I have nothing in common.
When I look to the sky,
I do not seek clouds.
And when it rains I feel nourished.
At least I accept a growth of some kind,
Is going on to encourage my mind...
To remain curious with an inquisitive need,
To adventure.
And you only come around to offer dead ends!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everlasting
I've had enough of all these stops and starts
It always brings me back to these two hearts
Let's not put it to an end
Baby let's not lose it all again
Here we are at the start
Of another great adventure to the heart
Will it be everlasting
Now I know this is real
I've just got to let you the way I feel
You and me everlasting
I should have seen the pain I put you through
Forgive me for the things I did to you
I'm sorry if I let you down
I'll make it to your this time around
Here we are at the start
Of another great adventure to the heart
Will it be everlasting
Now I know this is real
I've just got to let you the way I feel
You and me everlasting
So if you need me
song performed by by Kaci from Paradise
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The Earth Dies Screaming
A warm dry wind is all that breaks the silence,
The highways quiet scars across the land.
People lie, eyes closed, no longer dreaming,
The earth dies screaming.
Like scattered pebbles, cars lie silent waiting,
Oilless engines seized by dirt and sand.
Bodies hanging limp, no longer bleeding,
The earth dies screaming.
The earth dies screaming
The earth dies screaming
Your country needs you, lets strike up the band.
The earth dies screaming
The earth dies screaming
Despite all odds we must defend our land.
Half eaten meals lie rotting on the tables,
Money clutched within a boney hand.
Shutters down, the banks are not receiving,
The earth dies screaming.
song performed by by Ub40
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Sad but true
Sad but true
Sometimes love dies. Wiser to part
than to prolong the agony.
Better consign to history
the days when we could speak heart to heart.
Sometimes love dies.
Though we were happy at the start.
The passing years drove us apart.
The hurt we feel will always smart.
Sometimes love dies.
When did we start to drift apart.
Togetherness no longer part
of who we are or want to be.
it must remain a mystery.
Which is impossible to chart.
Sometimes love dies.
31/10/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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With A Question (For Jimmy Rumple)
for every answer,
there is a question.
for every what,
there is a why.
for every ignorance a cause,
for every cause a choice.
for every choice a reason,
for every reason a condition.
for every truth a light,
for every light a darkened corner.
for every mind there is a door,
locked and unlocked by will.
for every failure an excuse,
for every excuse another.
for every triumph,
hard work and reasoning...
which begins with a question!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Fresh Is A New Day That Comes To Many
Fresh is a new day that comes to many.
Those that see it that way...
Seem to have experienced fully,
Past fresh days with a letting go.
Holding onto limitations of thought,
Attaches to more anxiety and frustration.
And emotions become insensitive,
To adventure life without something to excuse.
Fresh is a new day that comes to many.
Those that see it that way...
Seem to have experienced fully,
Past fresh days with a letting go.
Some have chosen to exist,
Relying on being told what is around a corner.
Instead of leaving their zones of comfort,
To investigate with a sealing of their own confirmation.
Holding onto limitations of thought,
Attaches to more anxiety and frustration.
And emotions become insensitive,
To adventure life without something to excuse.
And finding something to excuse,
People would prefer to do.
Than to move from point A to B,
To voice an opinion given...
That confirms an absent of knowledge.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The great social adventure of America is no longer the conquest of the wilderness but the absorption of fifty different peoples.
quote by Walter Lippmann
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Yema quells other fears
In me dies the fear of God;
I don’t pray as time runs out.
In me dies the fear of people;
I don’t love as their help dries out.
In me dies the fear of space,
Shrines being no longer divine.
In me dies the fear of soil;
I don’t long for it, about to leave.
In me dies the fear of looks
As I live a life of neglects.
In me lies the fear Yama
As to how He would conduct me.
[Yema is the god of death]
15.03.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Whithin Another Man's Shadow
Is not the same
To be in the Shadow,
Than to be the Shadow itself…
For you can move away from the Shadow
Towards the light
But, the shadows could not do
The same,
For it no longer will be the shadow…
Now it is painful and hard for me
To convince myself
That it is NOT what I thought
It could be…
Worse than anything else,
Is to share another man's shadow..
Why should I pay for another man's sins?
It wouldn't be right
And I don't deserve it..
Now I realize,
That everything was just a game
With the shadow and the light
And I caught in between…
Now, obviously, one path remains
For me to take:
The light anytime,
Then,
Definitely I will be
A free Man…
However, wondering
who my shadow
One day may be?
Since you are
Already somebody's else...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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And Then The Beauty Dies
And then the Beauty dies
And goes where no one knows
And all the life remains
Hidden as it was -
And then the Beauty dies
And all forever lost
Remembrance too surprised
To no longer still remain-
And then the Beauty dies
And pain and poignant love
Remain for those behind
The beauty in their mind. -
And then the Beauty dies
And then the Beauty dies.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Comfort
Now she need dread no more to grow
Too old for him, she need not know
The bitterness when he who was
All hers turns to some younger face,
And she his mother stands aside,
Bidding her heart be satisfied.
She need not to her own heart say,
'Fool, to be jealous! Now give way.
The young are for the young, and all
The new things are but natural.
Cast no least shadow on his feast;
Be glad just to be second best.'
She need not to her chill heart tell
She's loved a different way, but well.
And like that bird who leans her heart
Upon a thorn to ease its smart
Turn to the child who's taken his love
So that her darling son approve.
Now she's no longer dispossessed --
For second best's but second best --
He's hers for all Eternity
And she his one felicity.
Her little son, as when he lay
Small in her arms one heavenly day.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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