Human life is a continuous thread which each of us spins to his own pattern, rich and complex in meaning. There are no natural knots in it. Yet knots form, nearly always in adolescence.
quote by Henri Estienne
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The Knots
When a sweater is knitted,
The knots are gathered,
When the future is knitted,
The knots have to be removed,
When the knots are allowed to gather,
The future may not be clear to prosper,
When the knots are not uniformly arranged,
The sweater may not look elegant and chic,
But still serve the purpose, not as the future,
That is full of knots, yet to untangle,
To have the clear path without thorns,
Either well traveled or yet to be known,
Creating knots is fun at first,
Untie them is the task we do in future.
Those who know to tie the untie able knots,
Are victorious to the ones, who knows not,
Putting a permanent knot is the work of a feeble.
when we pull the thread of the sweaters,
we will be left with threads in pieces,
life without knots is meaningless,
life with full of knots is worthless.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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A Knot
She was my lady
not;
She was my friend
not;
I reached out to her,
I reached out to her not not
and she reached out to me
not, not late one night.
she wasn't interested in me
not, not;
My roommate and she
were seeing each other
not not,
My stomach
knots.
Time to move on
not not;
Finishing this poem;
all tied in;
knots.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Robes Which Bind
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed and old
the are made filthy and washed by rain
the storms of times passing
the knots like fists cling tightly
while cracks and holes do nothing
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed
weathered, worn, abused and cut
still, still they hold on regardless
like an indomitable spirit
those fist knots, those woven strands
anchor the soul to the earth
as though life itself depends
the day, the night the heavens above
names of faultless graces written
upon the fabricated strands
perhaps those of the fates themselves
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed and old
but still, still they hold
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Your Love Knots
Your love
knots
are tied
around
my heart.
Holding me
securely
under their
spell.
Threads of
gold and
silver
have spun
a lovely
web.
Attaching
themselves
to my heart
strings.
refusing to
let go.
leaving'my
heart tied
with your
love knots.
poem by Heather Burns
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Under the flamboyant Judas Tree
In my knotty dream I asked him; 'Are you Judas Iscariot who betrayed the Christ? '
He became silent and offered me a Tightrope.
I said ' I was a sailor.'
'That I know; You must have a thorough knowledge of knots.'
'Fairly Sir.'
'Then show me the Running Bowline which I used to hanged myself and you resemble my brother James.'
This nightmare could be an Omen.
Our few relatives live among us here and once a threat to our lives.
I think of my poor Mom's advise of bad dreams.
'Hey! My loving children as soon as you wake up go to a faucet
And open it, evil runs as water flows when you think of the nightmare.'
* The Buddha analyzed Life is full of knots, inside as same as outside, when you loosen one then turns into another knot.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Les Roses de Sâdi
This morning I vowed I would bring thee my roses,
They were thrust in the band that my bodice encloses;
But the breast-knots were broken, the roses went free.
The breast-knots were broken; the roses together
Floated forth on the wings of the wind and the weather,
And they drifted afar down the streams of the sea.
And the sea was as red as when sunset uncloses;
But my raiment is sweet from the scent of the roses,
Thou shalt know, love, how fragrant a memory can be.
poem by Andrew Lang
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Threads Of Truth
Threads what are gossamer threads of truth?
Where do they lead among all those entangled byways?
Who can separate all the knots all the strings
to find that one straight path to an elusive absolute truth?
Is there ever only one ultimate truth that outshines
all others amist the crowds of unending misconceptions?
Does God ever leave a thread of truth that might
speak for him as a guiding symbol of absolute fact?
A thread that represents his divine absolute authority?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Scribbling Some Lines
scribbling some lines
forms of escape from
traps and grills
lines that give us wings
to fly
lines that give us claws
to defend ourselves
lines that shall make
us understand
what knots are there
that we cannot untangle
but sometimes i go within
and inside myself
i say: what for? does understanding
untie the knots that entangle us?
my friend, there is no need
to understand
no amount of understanding
can set us free
just go, walk, and talk
and take your time
comfort yourself with
a little drink
a little smile
a little rest
a little of everything
for soon
just like anything
everything puffs out
and becomes
over.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everything I have in life comes from Knots Landing.
quote by Ted Shackelford
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Complex ~Your Weakness
your complex has been set on the day you were born
enviroment, family and things you were given
having been built up what you are today behind them
rich, poor and average in many ways
when people in all the things come together
what do you think can be neutral of all those
until then you would believe you are the happiest above all
and you might also learn that would be poisonous of your life
if you believe what you are too much
well-known-happiness to you takes advantage of your life enviroment
be prepared for the fact that your happiness can have no meaning outside
the complex that you have had since you were born
can be substances that not only strangle you but also that light you up
that also warm surroundings up
We learn the rope of life by untying its knots.
quote by Jean Toomer
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On Donne's Poetry
``With Donne, whose muse on dromedary trots,
Wreathe iron pokers into true-love knots ;
Rhyme's sturdy cripple, fancy's maze and clue,
Wit's forge and fire-blast, meaning's press and screw.''
poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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You, Crocheted With Love
each thread is chosen carefully
you,
desire,
passion and love
bound neatly together
deftly intertwined into one.
Within the stitch
I reside
within the row
is my desire
from the precision knots
exudes my passion...
imbued with love
it is tenderly created from my heart
so you can gracefully wear it
on your sleeve.
poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
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Follow You Down
(scott johnson, bill leen, phillip rhodes, jesse valenzuela, robin wilson)
Did you see the sky
I think it means that weve been lost
Maybe one less time is all we need
I cant really help it if my tongues all tied in knots
Jumping off a bridge, its just the farthest that Ive ever been
Anywhere you go, Ill follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, Ill follow you down
Ill follow you down, but not that far
I know were headed somewhere, I can see how far weve come
But still I cant remember anything
Lets not do the wrong thing and Ill swear it might be fun
Its a long way down when all the knots weve tied have come undone
Anywhere you go, Ill follow you down
Anyplace but those I know by heart
Anywhere you go, Ill follow you down
Ill follow you down, but not that far
How you gonna ever find your place
Running in an artificial pace
Are they gonna find us lying face down in the sand
So what the hell now, weve already been forever damned
Anywhere you go Ill follow you down...
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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Uncommon Sense
If there is no beginning how may end
advance as foe, be welcome found as friend -
for if the wheel turns all's spun pattern which
must weave itself through every thread and stitch,
Thus if there is no wheel what cares can mend
cares' mirage cares, last bend loops round next bend.
Ensure what's done is fun, spent full and rich,
as for regrets: there is no tent to pitch...
18 April 2005 retitled with minor changes 2 May 2008 -
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If there is no beginning how can end
advance as foe, be welcome found as friend -
for if the wheel turns all's spun pattern which
must weave itself through every thread and stitch,
Thus if there is no wheel what cares can mend
the cares of cares - there's only one last bend!
Ensure what's done is fun, spent full and rich,
as for regrets no tent is there to pitch!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Knots was about the relationships that were built over many years.
quote by Joan Van Ark
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Knots Landing is the best thing that ever happened to me.
quote by Ted Shackelford
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Let It Out
People dont read so easy
Never wanna say whats on their mind
Go from dreams to dollars
Then they wonder why the truth seems so unkind
They just hold on tighter and tighter
Running down the road that they know so well
Never wanna change the order
Too quick to say that time will tell
Let it out - unlock the box
Let it out - unravel the knots
Let it out - if youve got something to say
Let it out - get it out of the way
Why be an artful dodger
Come cool kind of fool who can slide on by
Theres a whole lot of art in sadness
So make it worth your while if youre gonna cry
Let it out - unlock the box
Let it out - unravel the knots
Let it out - if youve got something to say
Let it out - get it out of the way
Youve got to push pull
Loosen up baby
Let out all the rage
Get a little crazy
Rearrange your furniture
Dont be afraid
You gotta push it
Pull it
Push it
Pull it
Any way you gotta do it
Just as long as you let it out
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Life Is Nothing
Life is nothing without you.
It's just continuous time.
Its meaning is lost on me, I fear.
It's just one unendurable climb
to find where you are.
and feel its meaning again.
I felt it before.
I must find it anew.
For life is nothing without you.
Life was everything that life can be
when time stopped moving so slow.
It meant that all the things that I had
kept my life aglow
with pieces of happiness
shining like the sun.
And why was that?
It was because we were one.
We were in tune
with life.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Wanderlust by Tita Lacambra Ayala,1998
A formal form-
lessness
provinces of thought
denied due process
lines tied up in knots
recurring in dawn's wet trees
somehow also
landscapes are empty
full of water yesterday's
footprints the clouds
in them
how can you believe
you are not found
having lost footing
to the elements
splintered
everywhere you look
and you must hold
your breath
and keep away
from cloistered ravines
it will be raining when you
get home
there will be lights
in the windows
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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