Pride perceiving humility honorable, often borrows her cloak.
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Pride and humility
Pride is the trademark of ego.
Pride erects ego to be broke.
Humility is the spirit's root.
Humility vanquishes the pride.
31.07.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Austerity is an ornament, humility is honorable.
Walking With Small Steps
the beauty
of humility
is walking
with small steps
sowing peace;
perceiving
the strength
in rock and water,
being at one
with nature
through inner
peace harmony;
humility casts
long beautiful shadows
at the end of day,
before glorious
sunsets
paint red skies
awaiting
the purity
of stars
forever sparkling
twinkling
before enlightened
minds.
Dedicated to The Dalai Lama, inspired by his insight into 'The Paradox Of Our Age'.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Humility And Pride
Two emotions deep down inside, are those of humility and pride,
They produce what men may see, in the life of both you and me.
A haughty spirit can sure reside, in a heart that’s filled with pride.
A humble spirit is in you and me, when you’re filled with humility.
You can lift yourself up with pride, but God’s Word is not denied,
And God’s Word is clear and loud, God will humble all the proud.
Men may believe that they are wise; but that is only in their eyes.
For all of pride, my dear friend, by The Lord shall be condemned.
Men who are humble and meek, by proud men considered weak,
By The Lord are never despised, but truly favored in God’s eyes.
The Lord will exalt humble men; for this is in His Word my friend,
They will be lifted up by The Lord, as by God they’re not ignored.
On the cross there was no pride, as Jesus Christ our Savior died.
Christ had displayed for us humility, as The Savior of all humanity.
The Eternal God, far from weak, was to all men humble and meek.
God’s example is for all to behold, and His Word will not grow old.
Friend pride can be a hindrance, to the life Christ has given to us,
Pride will never be used by God, but it shall be judged by His rod.
Allow Christ’s humble spirit within, then you shall be used by Him,
As only a meek and humble life, truly displays the power of Christ.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
Please Keep The Pain
please keep the pain
do not attempt to throw pain away
please be patient
do not scream do not tell the neighbors
do not shame pain by running wildly on the streets
screaming about your pain
please do not create a scandal for this
honorable family in pain
please keep the pain for a while and be honorable
there is decency in pain
keep this pain with a clean face on a smooth disposition
let your arms lay there
appease the pain
as though pain is a baby that you want to put to sleep
soon it will go
nothing is permanent in this world
nothing will last forever
the pain may not subside but soon it will have its right time
it decides to go by itself
there is no choice
we will have this pain too
our pains in silence
because we are honorable too
you will never know
we will never tell you we are decently in pain too
we are honorable
we do not make presumptions that we will survive
but we will
these pains that make us decent and honorable
our faces will not show these pains
we will not even tell
we just keep them without complaining
we are decent we are honorable
we are the survivors
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pride and Prejudice
Elizabeth, I fell in love with you,
Without seeing you in person.
Without being born in your days,
With a figure that I carved of you,
Out of manners written in words
By Jane Austin in Pride and Prejudice.
I have cut such a figure of you in my
thought.
Like of which no heroine could match
If she were to enact you in a play.
You are the epitome of pride,
The pride without vanity,
The pride without humility either;
The pride with a royal aura
Without any royal blood.
You have had such pride as forbade
You even to reveal your love
To one you were deeply in love with,
And to one who condescended to love
Till he himself laboured to spell.
Elizabeth, I fell in love with you
For your pride, poise and composure.
16.12.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Just Say No To Titles
needing and hating that you need
you loathe the obsession, the compulsion
shorne pride and naked humility
i wove fantasy for my story to excite
to tempt and to attract attention, affection
seducing the seducted and betrothed
i plucked out my eye and forgot to give it to you
i blinded the other one staring down the sun in search of you
chose death over seething guilt and retalitations
the death of the craving for the moon of the stars
shorne pride and humility
sordid affairs in fantasies excite her remorse
needing and hating that she needs
poem by Sebastien St. Fellmore
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To William Theodore Peters On His Renaissance Cloak
The cherry-coloured velvet of your cloak
Time hath not soiled: its fair embroideries
Gleam as when centuries ago they spoke
To what bright gallant of Her Daintiness,
Whose slender fingers, long since dust and dead,
For love or courtesy embroidered
The cherry-coloured velvet of this cloak.
Ah! cunning flowers of silk and silver thread,
That mock mortality? the broidering dame,
The page they decked, the kings and courts are dead:
Gone the age beautiful; Lorenzo's name,
The Borgia's pride are but an empty sound;
But lustrous still upon their velvet ground,
Time spares these flowers of silk and silver thread.
Gone is that age of pageant and of pride:
Yet don your cloak, and haply it shall seem,
The curtain of old time is set aside;
As through the sadder coloured throng you gleam;
We see once more fair dame and gallant gay,
The glamour and the grace of yesterday:
The elder, brighter age of pomp and pride.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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Harmonic Creed
the one who knows less
knows more of humility,
the other who knows more
knows less.
the one
applies humility.
the other applies
what humility there is
in respect of
the greater humility of
the one.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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What is the meaning of the togetherness of the perceiving mind, in that peculiar modification of perceiving which makes it perceive not a star but a tree, and the tree itself, is a problem for philosophy.
quote by Samuel Alexander
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The Two Birds
The eagle and the hawk
all dwell in the sky
and all fly from heights
but the eagle rules and the hawk follows.
Yet they are two birds
The owl and the dove
all fly in the sky
and all dwell in nests
but the dove carries blessings
and the owl carries curses.
yet they are two birds still.
The two birds!
pride and humility
all dwell in our hearts
and sleep in the warmth of our egos
but humility shines while pride fades
There two birds still
The two birds!
sin and salvation
all appear in the world's contest
show casing life and death
but salvation heals, sin kills
yet these are two birds
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Pride Cometh Before the Fall
Humility was discussing Pride with Heart:
Heart had decided Pride was a great asset.
Discretion chimed in with a hearty disagreement,
“You roll in the pit with this swine! ”
Humility was being denied his rightful place.
Prudence, the brother of Discretion,
Had been outlawed throughout the land
As soon as Pride convinced Heart
That it was he who should take Prudence’s place.
Mistrust had been bound and gagged while he attempted to speak his piece
But Ignorance was allowed to stay.
Knowledge and Experience tried to warn Heart
But he could not see as Pride blocked his view,
Keeping Heart’s attention for his plan.
Now there was only one thing left to do.
Superstition was led to the far reaches of the dwelling
All the while crying out the time old saying,
“Pride cometh before the fall, ” but no one could hear it.
“Ah, ” Pride sighed with relief, “peace and quiet at last! ”
Unbeknownst, there was a rebellious force rising
To defeat that pig called Pride.
He was being a hog with Heart.
A plan was laid and put into play.
There was a knock on Heart’s door and Pride,
Thinking he’d rid this dwelling of rebels,
Gladly offered the guest to enter.
Only, his friend Ignorance was not at this door, no,
Love entered. Pride sprang to his feet,
“You? ! ? What are you doing here? ! ? ”
“I would like a meeting with Heart, if you’d be so kind.”
Heart, having just spoken with Sincere and Individual,
Decided for himself to let Love have his desired appointment.
Heart had a long stay with Love and
With much dismay, Pride knew he had been beaten.
For as the saying goes, “Love conquers all! ”
And now we know: Pride surely cometh before the fall...
Just no one ever mentioned it was the fall into Love.
07-30-2008
poem by Rachel Williams
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Be honorable yourself if you wish to associate with honorable people.
Pride (the 7 deadly sins)
What exactly does the word pridefulness imply
lacking humility although everything in your life
was given to you by the one that you still deny
your lack of faith and trust in God
can you not hear him when he cries
some call it a virtue, but man you must be blind
someday your pride will hurt you
and he will be there when you die
but I bet you he still loves you
and he will show you how to fly
but first you need to let him in
first you need to lose your pride
poem by Jillian Keenan
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Nation Against Nation
Listen to the rage of nations
Anger spilling through the barrel of the gun
Hear, the wrath of leaders
Ending in bloodshed and sorrow
They take their pride to the battle ground
And they shoot humility out of the world
They invest wisdom into doom
And in the end, we solve folly.
They bury their heroes with respect
Followed by the sound of riffles
As if this is all there is.
But; when pride rises against pride
And nation against nation,
Love and truth will carry the day.
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Broken Self
Hidden in the wilderness
Beneath a broken self
Chosen by the light
Only there do I grow and move on
Love has a mercy of forgiveness
She is just another diversion
I am on my own
All the illusions shatter
All the romance becomes winter
All renewal is in the light
Outside of man out side of time
Another naked day where I am stripped
A fortress of stone tumbles into night
Humility takes away the red cloak
Twisted nature amidst the thorns
I seek healing outside of myself
The ground shakes
Shattered idols and masks
Pride in a hurricane
All that’s left is the soul made quieter
Looking at the eternal stars
Traveling into the naked light
Leaving behind the broken self
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Pride
Pride
I heard you saying it is the first of the seven deadly sins
But for me it is a virtue and its absence cause deficiency
We only need to restore it, our major goal in treatment
For if it is destructive, conceit and arrogance among our fellows
Then the pride in us properly be called unhealthy
Not a feeling of positive regard to drew out our potentiality
Pride without humility is a feeling of superiority
But for pride in a correct understanding, feels good of who he is
Aware of his limitation and retains a secure heart
For pride is his justice of admiration for humanity
Without he alone or she only but share the success with others
For failure of others has no room in “the heart”
and acceptance never depart
Pride then is a feeling of positive regard of himself
Very healthy feeling a tremendous motivator for self actualization
He does not need to elevate from others for he is secure and mature
A genuine self pride moves to condemn not but to promote no strife
For pride is part of him but not unjust yet with self communion
Self aware of being not vexed by power of pride
but possesses mature and healthy nature
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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To many a man, and sometimes to a youth, there comes the opportunity to choose between honorable competence and tainted wealth. The young man who starts out to be poor and honorable, holds in his hand one of the strongest elements of success.
quote by Orison Swett Marden
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