And as far as possible for sickness or fatigue, constrain yourself to eat in the hall before your people, for this shall bring great benefit and honour to you.
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Sickness is but a word!
Sickness is spreading,
People need a cure!
Will people survive,
We are not so sure!
People crying,
People dying,
People trying,
To stay alive!
People saving,
people helping,
People praying,
No need to shimmer and shive!
Please pray for all the sick people out there,
they need every prayer!
Don't let let any sickness,
grow into a slayer!
In the end....
Sickness in but a word,
Fearing it is absurd! !
(Please tell everyone to read this poem, it is very important to pray for sick people, who knows maybe someone you love is one of them, Nomatter what your religion is, Just pray for God to help! !)
poem by Kuji soliman
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No benefit
No benefit
No benefit.
You are cooking
You are eating
You are sitting
You are meeting.
No benefit
No benefit.
No body is there
To share
You have not
Shared anybody.
No benefit
No benefit.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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If In The Acquisition Made
What benefit is there to things,
If in the acquisition made...
Not one touch from them they bring.
Or a pair of eyes caught,
Making a passing glance.
What benefit is there to flaunt,
That which one has...
Believed others want.
Although dauntless in appearance,
Is the the one who flaunts unnoticed.
And if one has tired of a charade,
Where does one go...
To validate satisfaction done,
From a masquerading others shun.
Although impeccably dressed to impress.
What benefit is there to things,
If in the acquisition made...
Not one touch from them they bring.
And no caring is there to share,
Romanced to be enhanced from anyone anywhere.
What benefit is there?
When the expense of getting attention,
Doesn't make sense without a dividend to please.
Or noticed received by someone teased.
Or at least pretending to be caught up in the moment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Person Who Likes To Maintain The Prestige
A person, who likes to maintain the prestige
and honour of his ancestral family trait,
will not do any unfair deeds and activity
which may defame his family honour -
however he gets benefit out of it.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Overtaken By Fear
Satan you demon,
get out of my mind,
your twisted, your evil,
you try to make me blind,
your making me insane,
your the only one to blame,
you should be put to shame,
your pure evil, with a name,
your pure hate,
the opposite of love,
you put christians in a state,
where they dont think about the lord above.
your the cause of all wars,
the only you give, is sickness and sores,
your the reason for violence,
and its the christians you silence.
you fear my God,
you useless sob,
you think your so great,
because your filled with hate.
get out of my life,
stop causing all this strife,
your so mean, so cruel,
you have no authority, you have no rule.
you bring sickness to my friends,
lies and false hope is all you send,
your like a pillow,
with absolute zero,
comfortability,
and 100%,
vaulnerability,
its to you that i send,
all the sickness and bad health,
recieve it, tensfold from which you sent,
expect no forgiveness, expect no help.
because you chose to decend,
from which was great, with amend,
poem by Jordan Moore
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The Great Oak
A great oak greeted me, with eyes glinting momentarily,
Joining us in the church, the pews soon were filled;
Hoping to achieve the best results, an axe was used
For the benefit of churchgoers, for their benefit.
Holding the ring was a couple of strangers,
Bride and bridegroom, in happiness soon.
The tree entered and confused us with its display,
Moving back again, answering us positively.
This great wedding has ended due to the great oak.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Benefit Of This Is Missed
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
Yes.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
And...
So much exposed has people sick.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
And wish they do for peace and quietness.
It's better with a benefit of it!
Yes.
So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.
People wish to unlock their doors to explore.
Remembering when there was an innocence of this.
Many are seeking a life to live adored.
Knowing how beneficial and wanting this more.
So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
Yes.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
And...
So much exposed has people sick.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
And wish they do for peace and quietness.
It's better with a benefit of it!
Yes.
And the benefit of this is missed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Was Never Intended
It was never intended,
For communities to build fences...
To seclude and isolate themselves.
But to a very few,
This has become a benefit...
To witness the infighting and conflicts.
As if delighted in the condoning of struggle and strife!
However...
This witnessed benefit,
Has become a saddened sickness...
That has afflicted the doers of this,
With a price ultimately they will pay.
A strength in unity was not perceived...
Even for themselves.
Not in this way that dismays.
It was never intended,
For communities to build fences...
To seclude and isolate themselves.
But to a very few,
This has become a benefit...
To witness the infighting and conflicts.
And...
The experience of remorse that decays,
Those days of brightness greed betrayed...
To lead one astray to seek a feeding,
Of another hunger one now wonders...
Could have been much more fulfilling!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Inauguration of the University College
Good people of Dundee, your voices raise,
And to Miss Baxter give great praise;
Rejoice and sing and dance with glee,
Because she has founded a College in Bonnie Dundee.
Therefore loudly in her praise sing,
And make Dundee with your voices ring,
And give honour to whom honour is due,
Because ladies like her are very few.
'Twas on the 5th day of October, in the year of 1883,
That the University College was opened in Dundee,
And the opening proceedings were conducted in the College Hall,
In the presence of ladies and gentlemen both great and small.
Worthy Provost Moncur presided over the meeting,
And received very great greeting;
And Professor Stuart made an eloquent speech there,
And also Lord Dalhousie, I do declare.
Also, the Right Hon W. E. Baxter was there on behalf of his aunt,
And acknowledged her beautiful portrait without any rant,
And said that she requested him to hand it over to the College,
As an incentive to others to teach the ignorant masses knowledge,
Success to Miss Baxter, and praise to the late Doctor Baxter, John Boyd,
For I think the Dundonians ought to feel overjoyed
For their munificent gifts to the town of Dundee,
Which will cause their names to be handed down to posterity.
The College is most handsome and magnificent to be seen,
And Dundee can now almost cope with Edinburgh or Aberdeen,
For the ladies of Dundee can now learn useful knowledge
By going to their own beautiful College.
I hope the ladies and gentlemen of Dundee will try and learn knowledge
At home in Dundee in their nice little College,
Because knowledge is sweeter than honey or jam,
Therefore let them try and gain knowledge as quick as they can.
It certainly is a great boon and an honour to Dundee
To have a College in our midst, which is most charming to see,
All through Miss Baxter and the late Dr Baxter, John Boyd,
Which I hope by the people of Dundee will long be enjoyed
Now since Miss Baxter has lived to see it erected,
I hope by the students she will long be respected
For establishing a College in Bonnie Dundee,
Where learning can be got of a very high degree.
"My son, get knowledge," so said the sage,
For it will benefit you in your old age,
And help you through this busy world to pass,
For remember a man without knowledge is just like an ass.
I wish the Professors and teachers every success,
Hoping the Lord will all their labours bless;
And I hope the students will always be obedient to their teachers
And that many of them may leam to be orators and preachers.
I hope Miss Baxter will prosper for many a long day
For the money that she has given away,
May God shower his blessings on her wise head,
And may all good angels guard her while living and hereafter when dead.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Strange Sickness.
You are the reason for my illness,
You are the remedy for my sickness,
The strange sickness attacks me,
By increasing my heart's rhythm,
Giddiness in the head,
Palpitation at the chest,
Loss of appetite and
Scores of other symptoms,
Feeling quite hot when you are far,
Feeling strange when you are near,
All people seem to be happy and smile,
When you hold my hands,
Everyone seem to be sad and cry,
When you go away from me,
What sickness is this so strange,
That is induced by you?
What sickness is this so unique,
That is cleared by you?
You are the reason for me to be awkward,
Giggle at my mother when she scolds,
You are the reason for me to be childish,
When my father checks my progress,
You are the reason for me to flunk,
Two three subjects all of a sudden,
I am not ashamed of that failure, my love,
As long as you are the cause,
And the remedy for my sickness..
Something in you causes this!
Something in you clears this!
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Spider-Man: With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility!
Each man on Earth who strives for good
And seeks to bless the neighbourhood
Should ask himself what gifts he owns
To fight the evil crime condones!
Yet what of you who walks, runs, flies,
With spinning webs to cross the skies,
With strength and even prophecy?
Show great responsibility!
Split-second moves can save a life,
Thus bring peace to what was strife,
Defeating death before it laughs
And thus preventing epitaphs...
Inaction leads to utter loss -
A headstone and a tragic cross!
To overcome such infamy
Show great responsibility!
When greatness comes, it turns the mind -
Perhaps to benefit Mankind...
Perhaps to compensate your pains
Yet conscience blesses and restrains.
Therefore it's best to hear the call
Though it may drive you up the wall!
Don't think it's random destiny!
Show great responsibility!
So Peter Parker persevere -
Despite your doubt, despite your fear...
Despite your hate, despite your love...
Despite your thoughts, just rise above...
Tenacity is needed now -
Not posing for some gracious bow...
Superhero, do all you can
To honour the name of Spider-Man!
poem by Denis Martindale
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War&peace
in darkness and darkness
war spread to our world
also painful and fatigue
bring to people's mind
the end of war
only exist silent and death
but same time
peace come to us
imagine war give us only painful
war is occupying not only(another) country
but another people's mind
so, every people pray
-'war is finished'-
-'only peace will exist'-
poem by Billy Yang
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Fatigue
Sometimes
I think
I could
Die out of
Fatigue
But then
I think,
How come
Fatigue
Never gets
Tired of me
Isn't it time,
It releases me?
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I think we're really - we're doing a really great job doing our show, and other shows are doing a great job doing theirs, and we'll just see what people have to say.
quote by Michael C. Hall
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If we build something great, like we have at Travelers Group so far, a whole host of people benefit.
quote by Sanford I. Weill
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Glitterball
Full of doubt, took the easy way out
Always said they couldnt find their place
Among some real dark stuff, they got to thinking enough
Remember halcyon days
Well spend our time with a bottle of wine
And a love that knows no human state
Never got to wake up early
Never got to feel so poorly
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
Lifts me up - then leaves me to fall
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One step, two step, three step, four
Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
And Ive been captured by imagination
I feel the faint vibration in the air
Been taken hostage by the one creation
Anticipate the night thats in your hair
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
Lifts me up - then leaves me to fall
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
Lifts me up - then leaves me to fall
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One step, two step, three step, four
Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor
Glitterball - radiate round the hall
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One final day
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Dont make me wait
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
Dont make me wait
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
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song performed by by Simple Minds
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The Interpreter
Mother of Light, and the Gods! Mother of Music, awake!
Silence and speech are at odds; Heaven and Hell are at
stake.
By the Rose and the Cross I conjure; I constrain by the
Snake and the Sword;
I am he that is sworn to endure -Bring us the word of the
Lord!
By the brood of the Bysses of Brightening, whose God was
my sire;
By the Lord of the Flame and Lightning, the King of
the Spirits of Fire;
By the Lord of the Waves and the Waters, the King of the
Hosts of the Sea,
The fairest of all of whose daughters was mother to me;
By the Lord of the Winds and the Breezes, the king of the
Spirits of Air,
In whose bosom the infinite ease is that cradled me there;
By the Lord of the Fields and the Mountains, the King of
the Spirits of Earth
That nurtured my life at his fountains from the hour of my
birth;
By the Wand and the Cup I conjure; by the Dagger and
Disk I constrain;
I am he that is sworn to endure; make thy music again!
I am Lord of the Star and the Seal; I am Lord of the Snake
and the Sword;
Reveal us the riddle, reveal! Bring us the word of the Lord!
As the flame of the sun, as the roar of the sea, as the storm
of the air,
As the quake of the earth -let it soar for a boon, for a bane,
for a snare,
For a lure, for a light, for a kiss, for a rod, for a scourge, for
a sword -
Bring us thy burden of bliss -Bring us the word of the
Lord!
PERDURABO.
poem by Aleister Crowley
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We should be more anxious that our afflictions should benefit us than that they should be speedily removed from us.
quote by Robert Hall
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M: II: I Cannot Pay your Honour
I have sought to triumph over nothing,
have tri-ed,
have failed to -umph.
Honour is paid
By accepting honour.
By accepting honour,
I would honour trying,
would honour lack of -umph.
I cannot pay your honour.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Sickness II
I am sick lying on your hospital bed,
So you can play with my nakedness if you want to;
Because this is the only time that you can see my nakedness!
For this sickness had made it possible.
Sickness, oh sickness! !
Sickness had made it possible for you to see my nakedness;
If not, you can't even smell my sight at anytime.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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