An house is of a double nature, viz., one, wherein it is a way and means of expence, the other as it is an instrument and tool of gain.
quote by William Petty
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Instrument
I'm nothing
Except an instrument
It is you to use me
As you like
The lose is yours
The gain is yours
You are my creator
You are my sustainer
You are my destroyer
I'm nothing
You do whatever you like
I'm just an instrument
Use me as you like.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Used As A Tool
An instrument I am.
To be used as a tool.
But by 'who'?
My own choices I make,
Sometimes are derailed.
I am conscious I believe.
But when that leaves,
Something else prevails.
Faith and trust,
Are with me as a must.
And I have stumbled so much,
Getting up is part of my routine.
With a laughter that is done.
And I know this is seen.
An instrument I am.
To be used as a tool.
But by 'who'?
I have been ill and healed,
As if I am skilled at that too!
Faith and trust,
Are with me as a must.
And I have stumbled so much,
Getting up is part of my routine.
With a laughter that is done.
And I know this is seen.
I don't do it for the attention.
At my age that would be too obscene.
My own choices I make,
Sometimes are derailed.
I am conscious I believe.
But when that leaves,
Something else prevails.
'Angels we have heard on high...
Sweetly singing...'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take a Pain and make a Gain
Only if there is a pain
There is a gain
And if there is a gain
There was a pain
Nothing like
Painless gain or
Gainless pain
If there comes a gain
With no perceived pain
Wait, do not worry
Pain is on the way
And if there is pain
With no apparent gain
Wait, do not worry
Gain is on the way
And if you are preparing
For a painstaking gain
You know for sure
The extent and nature of pain
And if you are planning
For a painless gain
You know not for sure
The extent and nature of pain
Many unexpected pains
Are because of the
Painless path you took
For a gain, for which
You are not really, eligible
Suffering is indeed the result of
Of such painless gains
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Your Relationship With Nature
Your relationship with Nature speaks volumes about you
Do you only see Nature as a means to financial gain or are you one of those who
Love Nature for her beauty and love her wildlife and her trees
And her rivers, lakes and mountains and her fields and flowers and bees?
Your relationship with Nature tells of the sort of person that you are
Do you see Nature's protectors as those who have gone too far
In their dispute with the developer in their fight for every tree
If this be so you support the environmental vandals or so 'twould seem to me?
Your relationship with Nature about you more can say
Than all of your friends and enemies can or so 'twould seem that way
For your apathy to Nature tells of your inner strife
And your attitude to Nature is your attitude to life.
Your relationship with Nature says far more about you
Than anyone else of you can say as their words may not be true
For if you love Mother Nature and with her live in harmony
Then you are working for the good of all of humanity.
poem by Francis Duggan
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My Blue Pen
A pen, what is a pen?
An instrument for writing, a tool, a path to wisdom?
Or is much more than that?
What means this blue pen to my heart?
I'm writing with this pen all my thoughts, my hopes,
I'm keep it in my hand to help my ideas flow,
This blue pen is the bearer of all my joy and pain,
And when i'm writing, its blue ink holds my dreams.
I'm writing with my blue pen,
Which he gave it to me,
To never forget and to write,
Our impossible love story in the book of life.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Every contrivance of man, every tool, every instrument, every utensil, every article designed for use, of each and every kind, evolved from a very simple beginning.
quote by Robert Collier
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Every contrivance of man, every tool, every instrument, every utensil, every article designed for use, of each and every kind, evolved from a very simple beginnings.
quote by Robert Collier
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Invisible Tool
I love my invisible tool,
It shapeshifts into many forms and its damn cool,
It follows me everywhere i go,
if anyone asks a trade for it, i'll say 'no, '
I am lucky i used it in the graduation mass,
And hell yes, it saved my ass.
My invisible tool is so damn invisible,
it is no doubt the most invincible!
I believe everyone has their own invisible tool,
and each of us can only feel our own tool,
As for me, my invisible tool is my cour,
I am so happy i wanted to buy a whore!
poem by Greggi Leano
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Astonishing Forest
Where the house filled with living
The house continuously giving
Where the house filled with nature
The house filled with adventure
Anything can survive
With the nature it provides
Where the house filled with grass
The house filled with hedges, bushes and plants
Canopy trees be it rain or shine
Will be there for you at any time
Where the green house filled with fresh air
Will shelter you in the heavy rain
O the house of beauty
O the house of sound
So much variety is yet to be found
poem by Sehar Zaman
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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I am concerned about the whole man. I am concerned about what the people, using their government as an instrument and a tool, can do toward building the whole man, which will mean a better society and a better world.
quote by Lyndon B. Johnson
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I understood that if I wanted to work, the saxophone was the main instrument. The clarinet was what we call a double.
quote by Lee Konitz
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Double Vision
Feeling down n dirty, feeling kinda mean
Ive been from one to another extreme
This time I had a good time, aint got time to wait
I wanna stick around till I cant see straight
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision gets the best of me
Never do more than I really need
My mind is racing, but my bodys in the lead
Tonights the night, Im gonna push it to the limit
I live all of my years in a single minute
Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision
Ooh, when it gets through to me, its always new to me
My double vision always seems to get the best of me - the best of me, yeah
Ooh, double vision, I need my double vision
It takes me out of my head, takin me out of my head
I get my double vision, oh, seeing double double
Oh, I have double vision, yeah, Im getting double vision... (to fade)
song performed by by Foreigner
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Art of Material
Whether metal, whether polymer
Whether ceramic, whether composite
From nature, by research
Material is the world you hold
Whether unknown, whether common
Whether conventional, whether advanced
History conservation, nanotechnology
Material is the human’s play
Hard but brittle, soft but ductile
Manipulate structure, gain properties
Detect defect, the failure track
Material is the tool of living
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Cool Atmosphere Of Nature!
Hot day transforming into cool atmosphere by clouds
Makes it look winter continuation even after the season!
Concentration of winter though diluted the chill is there
Making setting of next season slow due to natural change.
Still heavy rain with floods in some parts of the world,
Snow accumulation in some parts and hot season beginning
Nature never relents to man’s exploitation very easily ever
Till everyone understands and respects Nature with care!
Reminds it that under the mercy of nature everything functions
And nothing can change the dictum whatever be man’s skill
To create a modern world of technology against Nature ever!
To have a good end means followed should also be good;
Bad end nobody likes indeed though means followed is bad;
Nature never allows greed to excel natural order by any means!
poem by Ramesh T A
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As a people of faith, we know that prayer is a powerful instrument. And as one Nation under God, we know that many times our most powerful tool is prayer.
quote by Nick Rahall
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Do you know what it means to come home at night to a woman who'll give you a little love, a little affection, a little tenderness? It means you're in the wrong house, that's what it means.
quote by Henny Youngman
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The Ruler
the ruler
gives us an edge
where we
shall trust
to make
straight lines
from him
we make
houses and
landscapes
the ruler
this mere instrument
this tool
this wood with numbers
a measure
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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