The fate of our times is characterized by rationalization and intellectualization and, above all, by the disenchantment of the world.
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Neo Cons
They are known as neo cons and they live the good life
But they show no compassion for those in financial strife
And with economic rationalization they totally agree
Economic rationalization that for many spells utter poverty
They are at the right side of the social divide
Where the gap between the haves and the have nots has grown ever wide
And not much advantage to you a booming economy
If you are despondent and in poverty,
The neo cons have their own exclusive club
You will not find their type down at the local pub
With other neo's and neo cons in posh restaurants they dine
And they only drink the most expensive of wine
And compassion is a word they never do use
And they refer to poor people as those born to lose.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Fate and freedom alike play a part in history; and there are times, as in wars and revolutions, when fate is the stronger of the two. Freedom — the freedom of man and of nations — could never have been the origin of two world wars. These latter were brought about by fate, which exercises its power owing to the weakness and decline of freedom and of the creative spirit of man. Almost all contemporary political ideologies, with their characteristic tendency to state-idolatry, are likewise largely a product of two world wars, begotten as they are of the inexorability's of fate.
quote by Nikolai Berdyaev
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In these confused times, the role of classical music is at the very core of the struggle to reassert cultural and ethical values that have always characterized our country and for which we have traditionally been honored and respected outside our shores.
quote by Lorin Maazel
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Life Keeps On Revolving Around Fate
We came
To this world
Because of Fate
We all think of fate
Pray and meditate
Look at god in hope
Because of faith
He is the one
Who decides the fate?
Happiness, unhappiness
Success and failure
Are all one’s fate
Death is unavoidable
But when one get’s it?
Is fate
Some believe some don’t
Life keeps on
Revolving around fate
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The World Of The Teens
I know of a world so interesting
It’s the world of the teens
A world with much splendor
Characterized by risky adventures
A fragile world
That needs strong supporting cord
A world that need not be neglected
As it is where the patterns of life are selected
A world where every little mistake
Can change the shape and taste of the cake
A place for investing
Preparing for future harvesting
A world filled with pleasure
Accompanied by insurmountable pressure
A world where beauty and the beast
Are always in fierce contest
A world where emotion is always in motion
And passion faced with continuous confusion
It’s the world of the teens
Quite interesting it is
So treat it with much regard
Cos it’s got so much to discard
poem by Stewart Gideon
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Among the letters my readers write me, there is a certain category which is continuously growing, and which I see as a symptom of the increasing intellectualization of the relationship between readers and literature.
quote by Herman Hesse
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Destiny
Time knows no fate
And fate knows no time
They both move at a speed of light
But sometimes they sail like a wind
A billion light years of time will soon colide with fate
Fate alone without time isn't destiny
Neigther is time alone without fate is destiny
A product of time and fate may at times be fruitiful
And yet again missery and painiful along it produces
In its quest for the unknown time colides with fate
Like a big bung theory they produce super novas of destiny
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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Like all dreamers, I mistook disenchantment for truth.
quote by Jean-Paul Sartre
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A Hundred Times Over
A hundred times over words have flowed through my fingers to the keys
A hundred times over I have released the freedom that is in my mind,
A hundred times over I have become one with my inter most longing,
A hundred times over I have taken a journey to show you my own world.
A hundred times over I have written of pain and life, of sorrow and joy,
A hundred times over I have used my art to show you what's in my mind
A hundred times over again I will show you.
A hundred times over I have cried for those, whose names are untold,
A hundred times over I have showed you their pain.
A hundred times over I have become their connection to you,
A hundred times over I have showed you the beauty of our world,
A hundred times over I have taken you somewhere you may never see,
A hundred times over my words have screamed the horror of darkness,
A hundred times over I have sung to you the beauty of light,
A hundred times over I have taken your hand to lead you to a new place
A hundred time over I have written for those who have no words to write
A hundred times over I have tried to show truth in a world of lies,
A hundred times over I have have tried to show the world's beauty,
A hundred times over again I will lead down these paths,
A hundred times over and over again I will show you reality,
A hundred times over and over again I shall show you my world,
A hundred times over and over again until you have memorised truth,
A hundred times over again until you can repeat what I have told,
A hundred times over again shall I create an art of words, time, of life.
A hundred times over again I shall do this,
A hundred times over again.
A hundred times over.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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There Are Times
There are times
when life goes topsy-turvy.
There are times
when we are full of dismay.
There are times
when pebbles dropped in water
can be felt across the bay.
There are times
when life gets a little crazy
and we know not which way to turn.
There are times
when everything is rosy
and in everyone’s life, there is sunshine.
There are times
when you feel lazy
and want the world to roll on by.
There are times
your world is filled with laughter.
There are times
when you want to
just sit down and cry.
There is a time for everything
and it will happen when it wants to.
We can only live from day to day
and take these times when they happen.
11 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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(V – 1988) Fighting Fate
Oh, things out of control we call real fate
For factors far unknown too decide our state!
But things there are we must not see as mere fate;
Such things if controlled can oh, alter our state!
No thunder or tyrant is ever such fate
If faced with courage and soon held to checkmate!
Oh, thou art the architect of thy own fate!
So fight well with will and thus safeguard thy state!
At times we may fall to some strange, cruel fate;
By them should never our will still abate!
With arrows of resolve and faith, fight thy fate!
Oh, give no space ever to stand or to wait!
So bow not or falter before any fate;
Oh, fear and despair will thy fate aggravate!
Grim panic and anguish will strengthen our fate;
They make us, oh, lick a time unduly late!
So well in advance to, oh, face any fate
Thou equip thyself and thus secure thy state!
Challenges of life are challenges of fate –
So meeting them well, oh, means living life great!
I Would Be a Dead
I would be a dead
Walk in the ribbon with color, red
I would go to boundless and I would be fade form this fate
Boundless ribbon with color, black
In this world suffered me
I bleed in the bloody hail's my fate
I wished be a dead
Run in the ribbon with color red
I would go to this boundless world and I would be fade from this fate
I should went to the nice world
I must did runaway from this world cause I did not want be this whore
I'm whore, now
I do it with fate, now
You should leave this world my babe
This was my father said
He said to me: my son, you go if you want
He said to me: my son, we can't help you
Sorrow I'm
He and my family left me in this world
They did not know maybe I be in future, a whore
Now I want be dead
I can't bide this way
I sit in my chair with a gun in my hand
My gun don't have bullet
I would be a dead
Walk in the ribbon with color…no
This is not my fate
poem by Aidin Azarkerdar
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Disenchantment, whether it is a minor disappointment or a major shock, is the signal that things are moving into transition in our lives.
quote by William Throsby Bridges
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Fickle Fingers Of Fate
The fickle fingers of fate befalls us
everyday of our lives.
Sometimes it brings us happiness,
other times it brings us misery.
Sometimes it brings us love,
other times it breaks our heart.
The fickle fingers of fate befalls us
in everything we do.
Our actions are governed
by its fickle fingers
day and night
in what we do and say.
Its waywardness leads us
down roads we should not go
or to mountains too high to climb.
It can lead us to valleys
where tranquillity lay
and to lives peaceful.
The fickle fingers of fate
will lead us as it may,
making up decisions right or wrong.
We are its puppet on a string
as the fickle fingers of fate controls
our destiny come what may.
30 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Fate-2
Divine`s shape is the fate
hell`s wisdom is the fate
and your success to dwell is the fate
and worthless to become rich is the fate
and the worthful beg to live is the fate
and what we can`t is the fate....
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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No one has characterized market mechanisms better than Friedrich von Hayek.
quote by Herbert Simon
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Fighting Fate
I have gone through
This life of mine
Trying and trying
To fight my own fate.
I have only failed
A couple of times
To change my own destiny
In this life of mine.
This fate that is mine
It's not that fine
Although I have to keep trying
It can be so very annoying.
I know that right now
I cannot stop
This one great act
Of fighting fate.
poem by Dark Guardian
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There Are Times/ When All The Beauty Of This World
THERE ARE TIMES/ WHEN ALL THE BEAUTY OF THIS WORLD
There are times
When all the Beauty of this world
Is not.
When fear and darkness are all
When inside anxiety reigns
And nothing can help
Against the fear.
There are times
When it seems
Nothing good will ever come again
And in these times
Poetry too seems like empty words
Whose very sound means only
Nothing and more nothing.
There are times
When even a poem
Cannot help.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Through the eyes of fate
Saw you, never minded, cause i didn't know you. First glimpse of you made me wonder, how fate decided to bring me you, now at all times. Though I might not comprehend how that would be. What I comprehend is that you are special to me. Though either would that it be not so at some point in time, Through the eyes of fate, We are marched, And through the eyes the eyes of fate, Cupid hit the Spot.
poem by Anthony Gitoré
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The sixties were characterized by a heady belief in instantaneous solutions.
quote by Audre Lorde
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