Nothing is more common than for men to think that because they are familiar with words they understand the ideas they stand for.
quote by John Henry Newman
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1. One
I am trying to find my poetic rhythm.
Pen my flow of thoughts.
Words running through my mind,
Ideas running through my mind.
Incoherent, Scattered and disjointed
I am trying to make words and ideas one
Create a world of words, in this world of chaos
Words running from one end
Ideas running from one end
On a path of collision
Ideas and words unite, one
One, the beginning
One, the universal beginning
One, the number of the gods
One, my first poem
poem by Anand Dixit
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A world community can exist only with world communication, which means something more than extensive short-wave facilities scattered; about the globe. It means common understanding, a common tradition, common ideas, and common ideals.
quote by Robert M. Hutchins
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The conversation of the wise concerns ideas; that of the intelligent is about ideas; the common folk talk about food.
Hysteria
I love walking on the railing,
This greyness fetches my brain sailing.
The illness of a man is in the head,
Hearing and sight can be bled.
I understand the abhorrent issues of our times,
My fear is met with anger and primes;
Miming is a source of pleasure, leisure,
So acting collides with force and departure.
I love walking for the better health,
Details destroy a toxic commonwealth
Of ideas and common ideas,
They form people’s hysterias.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I Understand Just How You Feel
(words & music pat best)
Do you remember the love we had for each other
I was your faithy...
I miss you so
Please believe me when I tell you
I just cant stand to see you go, you know
Please understand just how I feel
Your love for me might not reveal
And if you know this time its real
We understood (? )
I miss you so
Please believe me when I tell you
I just cant stand to see you go, you know
Please understand just how I feel
Come back to me, my love is real
And you will know this timeless feel
Will understand
Will understand
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A Trite Condition
In the journey of reading that which seems boring.
That of which seems bland.
For some in time a vocabulary will expand.
For some in time ideas of the new and unused become the foundation in which they stand.
For some it is not about this though.
As much learning is important, so is expressing oneself in ways they have yet do.
A dictation of words heard.
A repetition of slurs spilt upon the page.
Para phrases that continue to blur.
A melting pot one continues to try to stir.
A mix in posture, as if standing in one position too long dulls the mind.
An important muscle we are always trying exercise.
A reflection of who we are.
And we use paper as the mirror.
Adjusting the proportion as we see fit.
Size and shape the reality to our escapes.
Upon planes and dimensions that we have not yet been.
And all this can be done with a simple pen.
So tell me now do you blame them?
Do you blame me for my lack of originality?
I have more of the same.
Different names, but the meaning as common as the books I read.
As common as the words I been fed.
As common a colors I can not see.
Being color blind is the truth you see.
Alot of grays and very few blues purple browns or greens.
When I look to the sky I dream of what I should see.
A wish that is invisible ink.
That one can easily read.
So tell me of these trite conditions what is it you think should be seen?
A improvement in timely manner?
And how would define timely with IQ's varying?
Is their a magic formula that creates that majestic castle?
Do you think one should stop if you are not entertained?
Maybe I am insane, but I will not pass judgments of circumstance not known.
And thus I will not say either this is or isn't something I condone.
At end of the day if a prize is won, it is something I don't care to own.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Understand
I understand your problem
I understand the reason for your tears
I understand what you went through
don't cry because i'm here
I'm here to catch you when you are falling
I'm here to wipe your tears
Be strong
don't let you mistakes lead you
stand and fight for yourself
don't let go
hold on still
i understand how it hurt
i understand how it feels like
get back on your feet
when stumble and fall
i understand
i understand
oh i understand your pain
i understand you went through a lot in life
but remember
be strong, and never give up
I understand
poem by Guenael Oristel
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The Common Law and Equity
The common law is male
Equity is female.
Each needs the other
For justice to be in order.
The common law is lame
Without equity’s fame.
Equity’s a piece of nonsense
Without common law’s presence.
When the conflicts arise,
Equity should stand tall
But upon the common law.
Both make justice rise.
The common law and equity
What a wonderful blend!
poem by Saintmoses Eromosele
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The answer I have is, you know, there a lot of things you can try to build to last. And what we try to do in our work is to come up with ideas that will last. Ideas that will stand the test of time.
quote by James Collins
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Train In Vain
Ohh
Ohh
You say you stand, by your man
Tell me something, I dont understand
You said you loved me, and thats a fact
The you left me, said you felt trapped
Well, some things you cant explain away
And the heartaches with me till this day
You didnt stand by me
No, not at all
You didnt stand by me
No way
All the times, when we were close
Ill remember, these things the most
I see all my walls come tumblin down
I cant be happy, without you around
So alone, I keep the wolves at bay
And theres only one thing I can say
You didnt stand by me
No, not at all
You didnt stand by me
No way
You must explain...why this must be
Did you lie...when you spoke to me?
Did you stand be me?
No, not at all
Now I got a job, but it dont pay
I need new clothes, I need somewhere to stay
But without all of these things I can do
But without your love, I wont see it through
But you dont understand my point of view
I suppose there nothing I can do
You didnt stand by me
No, not at all
You didnt stand by me
No way
You didnt stand by me
No, not at all
You didnt stand by me
No way
You must explain...why this must be
Did you lie...when you spoke to me?
Did you stand be me?
No, not at all
Did you stand by me?
No way
No way
No way
No way
No way
Go...
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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At Times I Have
At times I have happy ideas,
Ideas suddenly happy, in among ideas
And the words in which they naturally shake free...
After writing, I read...
What made me write that?
Where have I been to find that?
Where did that come to me from? It is better than me...
Shall we have been, in the world, at the most, pen and ink
With which somebody writes properly what we here jot?...
poem by Fernando Pessoa from The Collected Poems of Álvaro de Campos (1934)
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Stand Alone
Somewhere there's a culprit lowin'
Hard rain is gonna fall
While old man Dillion laughs at our song
Now I'm feelin' all alone
And I'm cold and bare as stone
But it just doesn't matter
I can't stand it
Gonna die alone
Can't understand it anyhow
Was a time I felt like dyin'
Now I'm glad that time is gone
Cuz tonight we're gonna live forever on
And when I wrote this down
I was drinkin' all alone
But it just doesn't matter
I can't stand it
Gonna die alone
Can't understand it anyhow
Lookin' for a place I know
Ain't been there for so long
And I gotta back there
I can't stand it
Gonna die alone
Can't understand it anyhow oh
I can't stand it
Gonna die alone
Can't understand it anyhow oh
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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Mindless Trappings
You've allowed that to happen.
As if any excuse used,
Would be good enough to make it disappear.
You made it clear you did not understand!
And I want it known...
I understood too well!
I do not offer myself as a sacrifice,
To those mindless trappings!
I am too familiar with the ground,
Upon which I stand.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Overzealous And Premature
You and your ideas are very creative.
And similar to those custom made cars,
Shown at auto shows each year.
With one striking difference.
Although your ideas are terrific as mentioned,
Implementing them would mean...
You'd have to step out of the box with action.
And so far you have played it safe.
By using words you suspect wont offend...
You have manage to get others to listen,
Without producing anything concrete.
To be observed.
And I completely understand that.
Since I am one of action first to produce.
And find I have to correct what I've done,
By asking those I have offended for their forgiveness.
Overzealous and premature without totally satisfying.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yesterday's News
Well traveling to the point
That i can't stop it
Get so familiar
Never get enough
Talk about it all the time
Just drop it
Damage on your pretty little eyes says it all
I can't stand to be under your wing
I can't fly or sink or swim
It's a lot like falling down
Standing up, and i'm falling down
Your my cup (?) till i understand
Wait a minute and see the pieces don't fit this time
Well yesterday's news is what i have been reading
See you at the comet
And i end up needing
Know if you were thinking it could have been
It was nothing it's cause nothing's what you did
I can't stand to be under your wing
I can't fly or sink or swim
It's a lot like falling down
Standing up, and i'm falling down
Your my cup till i understand
Wait a minute and see the pieces don't fit this time
Well i can't stand to be under your wing
I can't fly or sink or swim
It's a lot like falling down
I'm standing up, falling down
Your my cup till i understand
Wait a minute and see the pieces don't fit this time
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Anything in between
I can’t become anything even if I want to
I can’t attempt simply and pass though
It has certain norm and has to be met
Goal and priority should be decided and has to be set
Nothing materializes all of sudden
If you are sure of it then only it is done
You may get the success or fail
All your efforts may help you to sail
I know how to excel as good poet
I have revolutionary ideas but have to keep quiet
I may have strong will power to change the world order
It may some time result into disorder
How do the ideas enter into empty memory?
How do they develop into in to fine poetry?
Words after words may occupy different position
It may result then into fine composition
Can this lead into conflicting views?
Does the poet get its proper dues?
Can this land him into disarray/
Can this also take readers in to his way?
It is difficult to judge and visualize
Nobody can prejudge and lateralize
It may touch the inner core of the heart
It may land into garbage before entering mart
I have no time to think about all this things
It has to be an honest attempt at something
It may not find place today then possibly tomorrow
Some time has to be given to express the sorrow
It may have premature demise
No one can guarantee or promise
At every step it must be revised
Some new ideas to be set in and formula devised
The poets are small vanes of the society
It must pick correct mood and offer in variety
There s no use to present the which is obsolete
It has to be unique an din it self complete
The poets are not emerging in a day or two
They are subjected to litmus test and have to pass through
Not possible that it may find all the time good favor
The quality and product both must have flavor and fervor
If your ideas resonate with rhythm and synchronize
If it can meet the challenge and people too sympathize
It is certainly possible to have all glory and fame
Otherwise one common thing to share is blame
Nothing goes out of tune in the mind
You must have suitable words ready to find
I must altogether touch the reader’s ideology
There has to be common approach without any bogey
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Beyond the formative effects of reading on the individuals composing society, the fact that they have read the same books gives them experiences and ideas in common. These constitute a kind of shorthand of ideas which helps make communication quicker and more efficient. That is what we mean when we say figuratively of another person, We speak the same language.
quote by Charles Scribner, Jr.
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Words are mere shadows cast by ideas. But the ideas they represent are real.
quote by Roy H. Williams
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Words Woven - Parody Mary BEULEY - Words Woven
Words woven into speech
soon reach
intact thread spirit of each act,
knit warp and weft of wit wish fact,
dreams' tapestry may teach.
Words express essentials,
transmit, unwind
from mind to mind,
address ideas which, blind,
would grope for means to equate
sensations refined,
coarse, sophisticate.
Thus they incarnate
emotion's multi coloured coat, pattern twist
around ideas which form,
unform,
inform or disinform,
or take by storm
precisely or by gist
the geist soul kissed.
Words woven into speech
pen hand,
when scanned
from thoughts’ life blood leach
emotions, sense, dressed to suit
points phallic and points mute,
ideo-grand!
© Jonathan Robin Parody Mary BEULEY 1837_1916 written 12 December 1995 – Words Woven revised 31 July 2008 notably first verse below
Words woven into speech
soon reach
to knit the spirit of each act,
the warp and weft of every fact,
through dreams to teach.
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Words Woven
Words woven into rhyme
In time
Become a tapestry of thought
A canvas of experience in which
Our dreams are wrought.
Words are the evidence of what goes on
communicate
Within the mind.
They clothe the invisible
With robes of speech,
Sophisticated as silk,
Homespun as hessian,
And in between
The many-patterned, many-textured range,
Familiar and strange,
Of words -
Woven and dyed and spun
For Fun
Or seriously aware
Of what is there.
Words woven into rhyme
Or prose
Transpose
Giving the tiny embryo of thought
A dress to wear, most delicately wrought,
And caught for ever in a form know
And understand.
Mary BEULEY 1837_1916
© Jonathan Robin Parody Mary BEULEY written 12 December 1995
poem by Jonathan Robin
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You have to have access to ideas. The Internet is facilitating that access to ideas. In 25 years, the way that data's going to flow back and forth, we don't quite understand yet.
quote by Michael Nesmith
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