The question I asked Georges has now become a general one - You, who thought you were superfluous, who thought there was no place for you in society, not only are you not superfluous, you are needed and so those who were beggars become givers.
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Superfluous were the Sun
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Superfluous were the Sun
When Excellence be dead
He were superfluous every Day
For every Day be said
That syllable whose Faith
Just saves it from Despair
And whose "I'll meet You" hesitates
If Love inquire "Where"?
Upon His dateless Fame
Our Periods may lie
As Stars that drop anonymous
From an abundant sky.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Superfluous
so not needed.. all of the confusion
conceited
why does my heart deceive me so
why is it so hard to know
just who my heart longs for
how can it be so hard to show
love, affection, compassion, and all the rest, leaving the ability to show no more
I can't seem to reconcile
with my feelings so that i know who 'she' is... who
when did thing become confusing and life vile
who do i say i love you to?
confusion is rampant and controls my life
this love it is not needed
my deceiving heart should not be heeded
yet my feelings are so profound
why does each one astound me?
I really don't need all of this
I really shouldn't desire a kiss
dating is a far off dream
and someone to hold a longing unfilled
o heart thou art superfluous
truly my heart is the great deceiver
it is not even satisfied by one true love....
I can't stand it any longer too much for, i long to caress
'you' but who is 'you' I can't say i love you to one... especially not three
o heart thou art superfluous
poem by David Knox
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Divinely Superfluous Beauty
The storm-dances of gulls, the barking game of seals,
Over and under the ocean…
Divinely superfluous beauty
Rules the games, presides over destinies, makes trees grow
And hills tower, waves fall.
The incredible beauty of joy
Stars with fire the joining of lips, O let our loves too
Be joined, there is not a maiden
Burns and thirsts for love
More than my blood for you, by the shore of seals while the wings
Weave like a web in the air
Divinely superfluous beauty.
poem by Robinson Jeffers
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When I was asked what my favorite body part was?
When I was asked what my favorite body part is?
It was not the kind of question
I get asked every day
When I mentioned
this question to my friends
they all thought for a second
and laughed…
so I thought I would
ask those close to me what they thought
someone said the soft tissue
on my hand between my thumb
and second finger
it has no known use
but it is a soft place to hide feelings
and provides a hook to hold on too…
someone else said my hands
because they are able to express
what I am feeling inside
and my hands are what I use to write
down my poetry
another person told me
it was my tongue
that is able to pierce the space
between her mouth
with my warmth
for me I think
it is my smile
which is often the first thing
they notice when they see me.
and when I saw another wrestling dad
in Minnesota at a wrestling tournament
a week after his daughter died
he said he was glad he did not stay home
but support the team, because his daughter was
the team manager
and he was happy to see me
because he said
my smile reminded him
of his daughter, who was always happy
and smiling
poem by Oscar Mireles
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The Generals
Said General Clay to General Gore,
'Oh must we fight this silly war?
To kill and die is such a bore.'
'I quite agree,' said General Gore.
Said General Gore to General Clay,
'We could go to the beach today
And have some ice cream on the way.'
'A grand idea,' said General Clay.
Said General Gore to General Clay,
'But what if the sea is closed today?
And what if the sand's been blown away?'
'A dreadful thought,' said General Clay.
Said General Gore to General Clay,
'I've always feared the ocean's spray,
And we may drown!' 'It's true, we may.
It chills my blood,' said General Clay.
Said General Clay to General Gore,
'My bathing suit is slightly tore.
We'd better go on with our war.'
'I quite agree,' said General Gore.
Then General Clay charged General Gore
As bullets flew and cannons roared.
And now, alas! there is no more
Of General Clay or General Gore.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Peace Proposal
Said General Clay to General Gore really must we fight this silly war
To kill and die in such a bore I quite agree said General Gore
Said General Gore to General Clay we could go to the beach today
And have some icecream on the way a grand idea said General Clay
Said General Clay to General Gore we'll build sand castles on the shore
Said General Gore we'll splash and play let's leave right now said General Clay
Said General Gore to General Clay but what if the sea's closed today
And what if the sand's been blown away the dreadful thought said General Clay
Said General Gore to General Clay I've always feared the ocean's spray
And we may drown it's true we may it chills my blood said General Clay
Said General Clay to General Gore my bathin' suit is slightly tore
We better go on with our war I quite agree said General Gore
The General Clay chanrged General Gore as bullets flew and cannons roared
And now at last there is no more of General Clay or General Gore
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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The superfluous is very necessary.
quote by Voltaire
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Very Last Thought
What is the very last thought
that will cross my mind?
Drawing last breath, that thought
not anyone will find.
I'll take it with me
and let it inspire me
to keep me soaring high,
higher than the deep blue sky.
The thought alone is filled with love.
It will not break apart.
It will escape the body I leave behind
and seek a brand new start.
That thought will find its way
and travel to where you'll be
and when it finds its dsetination
that thought will become me.
The question in my last thought
will most probably be
whether or not you'll recognize
that the thought contains me?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Burden
Always a do or die situation
You can only see in black and white
But you never thought, never thought that I'd be
A little different this time, and
Not every color that you will see
Is the real one every time
Let me clue you in on complexity
And everybody is so very fine
And I didn't mean to be a burden
Just thought I'd share a little light
But I thought you needed to know something
Something that comes from the inside
Something that comes from the inside
And as you wasted time playing detective
Is it to figure out my mystery?
Well let me tell you now that I'm no secret
'Cause I can sin before you righteously
And I didn't mean to be a burden
Just thought I'd share a little light
But I thought you needed to know something
Something that comes from the inside
Something that comes from the inside
Something that comes from the inside
Don't grow bored too quickly
I haven't finished yet
I know it must be painful
To hear what's left unsaid
Don't refuse
It's no use
You can not run from this
Just sit still
And listen
Listen to all you missed
But it's always a do or die situation
You can only see in black and white
But you never thought, never thought that I'd be
A little different this time
And I didn't mean to be a burden
Just thought I'd share a little light
But I thought you needed to know something
Something that comes from the inside
Something that comes from the inside
Something that comes from the inside
song performed by by Vanessa Carlton
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City Of Beggars
The sky is always blue in the city of beggars
There is not much green in the city of beggars
There are buildings being built so fast in the city of beggars
In every corner that you encounter
The city of beggars are growing so fast
And in the city of beggars lives 30 million people
The air is not that good in the city of beggars
Because of the factories and the cars
The city of beggars never sleep
The noise goes on 24 hours a day
It is not safe to walk in the street of beggars
Because you can get robbed and killed at any time of the night or day
The traffic is chaotic in the city of beggars
Thanks God there is no snow in the city of beggars
poem by Aldo Kraas
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He asked me if I'd take a penny for my thoughts.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and I told him the things on my mind.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I had thought then I'd be paid in kind.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and the closest friends we came to be.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought then the one he cared for, was me.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now rich with my thoughts he was.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought his reason was more than 'just because'.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
he's made me rich with a broken heart.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now my life has a broken start.
You are disappointed? You thought...
You are disappointed? You thought that in peace we
Would part to the sound of a requiem, a swan-song?
You counted on grief, with your pupils dilated,
Their invincibility trying in tears on?
At the mass from the vaults then the murals had crumbled,
By the play on the lips of Sebastian shaken…
But tonight to my hatred all seems drawn-out dawdling,
What a pity there is not a whip for my hatred!
In darkness, collecting its wits instantaneously,
It knew without thinking: it would plough it over-
That it's time; that a suicide would be superfluous;
That this too would have been of a tortoise-like slowness.
poem by Boris Pasternak
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But the power of instruction is seldom of much efficacy, except in those happy dispositions where it is almost superfluous.
quote by Edward Gibbon
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Thousand Fold
(j. buckley)
I have no desire to make contact with all the thought of no, no.
I shiver now, to think of how this answer asked her, no.
Long time gone.
I run to my hide out.
There aint a star born that brightens
More than you, you always should have known,
Ill illuminate your question,
Long time ago Id died and gone.
What has brought the question?
Time has brought the question.
Come and call the question, oh, oh, oh.
Here are the stars, same thing again
Over, over, over, over, over, over
Over, over, over, over, over, over.
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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What nature requires is obtainable, and within easy reach. It is for the superfluous we sweat.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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Thinking has become a superfluous exercise... purely internal, without compelling force, more or less a game.
quote by Jacques Ellul
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All that is really useful to us can be bought for little money, it is only the superfluous that is put up for sale at a high price.
Axel Munthe in The Story of San Michele (1929)
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Eliminate something superfluous from your life. Break a habit. Do something that makes you feel insecure.
quote by Piero Ferrucci
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Theme From The City Of Beggars
Free the beggars from poverty today
Free the beggars from the slam today
Free the beggars from slave labour
Give the beggars some hope today
Put a smile on the beggars face
The beggars are starving today
So go ahead and feed the beggars some bread and water
Because that is better than nothing
Give the beggars the same right
That the rich got
poem by Aldo Kraas
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