Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence, tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence.
quote by George Santayana
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Tragic Comic
Flowers, I sent,
Were found dead on their arrival
The words, I said,
Inserted foot in my mouthful
So when, we dance,
My lead it aint so graceful
(isnt so, not aint so)
Im a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering p-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause im, in, in love with you
And when, we dine,
I forget to push in your seat
I wear, the wine,
Spilling hearts all over my sleeve
A stitch, in time,
Proposing down on my knees
(splitting between the seams)
Im a hapless romantic
St-t-tuttering p-poet
Just call me a tragic comic
Cause im, in, in love with you
Nobody, can know the,
Trouble ive, seen
Nobody, can know the,
Trouble i, get into,
When Im with you
song performed by by Extreme
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Knowledge Is Both Gift And Curse
In the darkness i sit and wait,
Knowing the world's tragic fate,
The world will end when comes night,
Never again will we see dawns morning light,
I know the terror, fear and sorrow,
Of knowing there, will be no tomorrow,
And so in the darkness i sit and wait,
Knowing the world's tragic fate,
I wish to God i could forget,
The Earths demise, that is in time set,
Constantly thinking of the soon dead,
I put a bullet through my head,
This is what happens when you sit and wait,
Knowing the world's tragic fate,
poem by Kieran J1996
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This is not to be cocky, but, I go over real well at Comic-Con. I've done quite a few Comic-Cons, and I enjoy the hell out of them. They are so much fun, and so bizarre. I've done the FX Show in Florida, Wizard-World in Chicago, Comic-Con in San Diego, Wonder-Con in San Francisco, the Comic-Con in New York, and I've done them numerous times.
quote by Kristen Bell
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Pablo Picasso cubism
Your soul
Is an invisible side of a cube,
Sensing the real touch
Of your body.
This side becomes
A form in my mind,
Gaining an ideal existence.
In this frame I keep
The essence of
This special thing
Called love.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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My Nature
My nature is of nature itself,
A kind light of my soul,
The very essence that rings supreme,
Into every knot of existence.
The elite flower is on my head,
Overcast with shadows that nature deals,
A sun and star cascade like waterfalls
To bury the lavender on my hat.
My nature is that of fear and grief,
Solid nature of sad constancy,
The sadness subsides to bring in hope
Of an everlasting future.
My chair has turned golden,
As the warmth enters the heart,
Giving masterful looks to my face,
This path of action ranks high as highness itself.
poem by Naveed Akram
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We're comic. We're all comics. We live in a comic time. And the worse it gets the more comic we are.
quote by William Gaddis
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It is on the acceptance or rejection of the theory of the Unity of all in Nature, in its ultimate Essence, that mainly rests the belief or unbelief in the existence around us of other conscious beings besides the Spirits of the Dead.
quote by H.P. Blavatsky
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Gaia’s Plan
Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.
Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.
Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.
Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!
I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!
The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Fate of a votary is written by God
Fate of a votary is written by God
Can it be changed now and then?
No, it can not be changed by men,
Regarding fate none is ready to nod,
If a baby is born to a rich person,
That baby becomes a rich man in life,
Then he marries to a wealthy wife,
What about the fate of a poor man’s son?
Every fate depends upon NATURE,
By Nature a rich to a poor is addressed,
Nature also brightens a poor son’s future,
ON the mercy of Lord a fate is stressed,
Nature can make a hill to a creature,
If God likes, it can be changed or redressed.
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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The Essence Of The Waterfall
the essence of the waterfall
its beauty
the reason for its existence
is the falling
day and night it falls
and falls and falls
you cannot stop it
let it be let it be
like the way you are falling
from the skies of your dreams
it is your essence
it is the beauty of your existence
it is the meaning
of your being you
let it be let it be
find the bottom of it all
you shall find rest there.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life can be wildly tragic at times, and I've had my share. But whatever happens to you, you have to keep a slightly comic attitude. In the final analysis, you have got not to forget to laugh.
quote by Katharine Hepburn
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Branded
Tragic is the self misplaced.
Tragic is a lost identity...
And no familiarity on anyone's face.
Tragic in denial
Sits the misfits feeling on trial
For lives lived reeking and stinking of bile.
Tragic for them,
Love is not recognized at all...
Nor suitable to start,
From a place within them that begins.
And this becomes tragic for those
Unlike them but comprehending,
These tragedies
May not always be self inflicted...
As they are branded!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Comic Books
Long before I was 12 I would read by myself.
Archie, josie, super-heroes.
I would read them by myself.
I had the stars on my wall.
14 was a gas for me.
Batman on tv.
I would cheer the super-heroes.
They were all I wanted to be.
I had the stars on my wall.
18 I was guaranteed.
I would lose my teenage dream.
But its so funny how I got to look.
Like all the people in my comic books.
Now Im a star on my wall.
Comic books.
Comic books.
Comic books.
Comic books.
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The wit and the fate
Can the wit win the fate? A great debate.
Wit is cause and fate is its result.
Can the cause win its result?
It is like the birth winning the death.
Fate is beyond one’s perception,
Which is known when it’s happened.
What has happened is coined as fate.
‘this is an art which does mend Nature.
… the art itself is Nature.’*
*The Winter’s Tale’ Act iv, seen iv
19.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The greatness of human actions is measured by the inspiration that it brings. Blessed is he who carries within himself a God, an ideal of beauty and obeys it: an ideal of art, ideal of science, ideal of country, ideal virtues of the Gospel! These are the wellsprings of great thoughts and great actions. All reflections illuminate infinity.
quote by Louis Pasteur
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Liar, liar...
when the sweet sap of
the sugar cane is gone
when the salt does not
taste salt at all
when the vinegar loses
its prized acidity
the raw mango its sourness
the pork its oil and
the rice its gluten
when essence is gone
when you say that it is this
essence that precedes
existence
then tell me what happens next?
i know what to do.I know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On My Own Terms
relating to you must be
on my own terms says the sun to the moon
we don't see each other
neither shall you expect me
to dance your night away
we know the terms of our existence
the closing and the opening
of doors
in such a manner
that when you open i close
what is there
or perhaps that for me to live
so must you die.
it is sad, indeed overwhelmingly
tragic,
nature's laws, our terms of engagement
darkness and light
life and death
you and i.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Beyond Reason
Two trained legs
A pen or two
A subway fare
And a broken
Pair of pointed old broken shoes...
Is all the wealth
I have in New York City...
Sixty-nine blocks
I had to walk,
Without a coin
In my pocket...
I sympathize
With beggars now,
Not that I think
We're all trying
To reach a standard...
Kept as an ideal,
That one's value
To win or lose,
Beyond comfort
Or compromise...
What noble cause,
Stirring the soul
To sacrifice
An easy life
For a higher role:
Essence...!
But the need to prove,
Oneself outside,
Of existence...
Itself, a truth
Beyond reason...
Nevertheless, I survived...
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Any comic is a tragic soul. Comedy is one of the things that allows one to survive. Particularly if one has been in the process of separating off the emotions, it's one place you can process them.
quote by Twyla Tharp
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Integrity
As if a golden grain of sand
That is lost to the hand,
When integrity is gone forever,
It severs a chance to extol
The state of being whole.
Then perfection’s fate
Is no longer open to debate,
Since the tragic selection
Is integrity’s imperfection.
Protect every precious grain
With principles that reign
And guide the astute
Who know that integrity is not
Relative, but always absolute
Nothing less than
The very essence of petrescence.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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