To try to fashion something from suffering, to relish our triumphs, and to endure defeats without resentment: all that is compatible with the faith of a heretic.
quote by Walter Kaufmann
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The heretic is always better dead. And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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Winning Smiles
remember defeat
them with a smile
takes them by surprise
defeats
prepared
arguments
resentment
unarms
the hearts
of
savage
beasts
smiles have a way
charmingly winning
over hearts minds
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The final proof of greatness lies in being able to endure criticism without resentment.
quote by Elbert Hubbard
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Antipas
Suffering,
Outrage and rape!
But, prove a point for me to respect your muse;
And, be very faithful to endure in the faith always.
Do the right things always and go against evil thoughts,
For, i am also ready to protect you with my sincere love! !
Because, the Antipas is now around us today.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Till Your Dreams Come True
Often your taskes will be many,
And more than you think you can do,
Often the road will be rugged,
And the hills unclimbable too,
But always remember, the hills ahead,
They are never steep as they seem,
For nothing in life that is worthy,
Is never too hard to achieve,
If you have the courage to try it,
And the faith to believe,
For faith is a force that is greater,
Than knowlage, or power or skill,
And many defeats turn to triumph,
If you trust your wisdom and will,
For faith is a mover of mountians,
There is nothing you cannot do,
So start out with faith in your heart,
And climb till your dreams come true.
poem by Kevin Massimino
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Resentment?
Resentment?
I have never met anyone,
With abilities and skills...
That expressed a resentment,
Towards anyone seeking to be convinced...
Talents they possess,
Could be used at someone else's benefit.
And there to easily access.
But had been ignored,
For another sought to address...
That left them with an impression to express.
Resentment?
How many people do you know,
Would give up their expertise freely?
To confess to anyone,
That a giving up of their unpaid time...
Had been rejected,
Without a compensation of payment done.
To allow a continuance of their peace of mind?
And this they kept protected.
Acknowledging how this was difficult to find.
Resentment?
I doubt very seriously if they had that feeling.
Perhaps relieved...
What they brought to offer to others,
Had not been dissected or scrutinized.
With a diluting done of their freely given abilities.
Resentment?
Would not be the word I'd use,
To define their state of mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Resentment
It is poison for the soul
That venom called resentment
It breaks up what is whole
And to hatred it gives vent.
Its cruel tendrils block
The heart and makes it cold
Makes kindness hard as rock
And dark its ugliness as told.
It robs the owner of sleep
Torments him with disrupted peace
Mutes the prayers that he keeps
What kind of suffering is this?
Resentment is an illness sure
That ends in soul unhappiness
And there is only one good cure
That is the release of Forgiveness!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Fly Until You Catch Your Dreams
Often your tasks will be many,
and more than you think you can do
Often the road will be rugged
and the hills insurmountable, too
Always remember, the hills ahead
Are never as steep as they seem,
And with faith in your heart start upward
And climb 'till you reach your dream,
Nothing in life that is worthy
Is ever too hard to achieve
If you have the courage to try it
And you have the faith to believe...
Faith is a force that is greater
Than knowledge or power or skill
And many defeats turn to triumph
If you trust in God's wisdom and will
Faith is a mover of mountains,
There's nothing that God cannot do,
So start out today with faith in your heart
And Climb Until Your Dream Comes True.
poem by Anisha Sipporah
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That Depends On the Enlightenment of Your Consciousness
How much more pain can you endure?
That's a good question!
How much more would you like?
Would you like that with or without an appetitizer?
You seem to prefer your suffering done,
With a full voicing of complaint.
You seem to have awaited,
The moment of its infliction.
Then you began...
A whining without constraint!
How much more pain can you endure?
How much more would you like?
When did you decide,
That an enduring of it...
Brought to you more dignity?
And enhanced your pride in others' eyes?
How much more pain can you endure?
You seem to enjoy it with cocktails.
Or at least with others,
Who feel their afflictions...
Increases a degree of a perceived patriotism!
And of course...
No end appears in sight for your noble sacrifice.
How much more pain can you endure?
That's a good question!
But I am sure,
When you begin to hold yourself accountable for it...
You will awaken to discover,
The foolishness of your decision.
And those you believed had your best interests...
Kept you in pain to obtain their own gains!
And how much of their gain,
Can you endure at your expense?
That depends on the enlightenment of your consciousness.
And your willingness to seek some answers,
When you have been detoxed from your addiction!
Without the need to martyr or bleed away,
Your right to a peace of mind...
That has obviously become no one's concern!
And this is a lesson,
You aren't the only one...
That has to learn!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sky With Hand
Faith...
Faith...
Is life...
Faith faith...
Is dream...
Faith faith
Is god...
Faith faith
Is love...
Faith faith
Is tommrow...
Faith faith
Is with win...
Faith faith
With all...
You are not
Faith full
You only loose
The life for your self
Another and another's...
win the world...
With faith to faith
Again and agian you
Run...
Sky with hand...
Thats for faith...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Comprehension...Or Torment
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done...
By anyone
No one knows the extent of it.
How deep what is felt.
And when those sorrows visit to sit.
Although folks give advice and instructions.
With sections of pamphlets,
To read by professionals.
To emphasize their recommendations,
Underlined in 'red'.
Suggestions researched...
To read and ease our minds,
Before going to bed!
Hopefully not to stay awake...
To pace the floor instead.
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done...
By anyone.
When suffering comes.
And alone it is done!
And listening to someone say to us to pray...
Is not a cure all or remedy,
That takes our suffering to numb quickly away.
But...
Pray we must,
And trust...
That those burdens carried,
Will be lifted up and away from us.
Knowing in our hearts...
God watches and will do His part!
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done....
By anyone.
When suffering comes.
And alone it is done!
So it seems.
Only God knows how to heal and mend!
Only God knows when to send our sufferings away.
And many times with faith...
God intervenes.
Before the suffering has had a chance,
To arrive on the scene.
Depending on what it is we wish to choose.
Comprehension...
Or torment,
With unquestioned agony!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Heretic Prays
the heretic kneels
by the old willow tree
alone in the darkness
with life....
and prays....
with no need for salvation,
redemption, or change....
no thought of self,
of need and want,
he just lets go...
and prays....
nameless, part of all....
formless, evolving forms.....
from soul to spirit....
becoming....
the scripture of small creatures,
the hymns of the wind.....
eternity unleashed in each moment.....
the heretic prays!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Be near me when I fade away
Oh dear love! Live with me all we shall endure
Even when all seems to suffer turbulent shocks
Rise then we shall to set firmly on solid rock
To flow through all our deeds and make them pure
That we may lift from out of wind and gust
A voice within us that calms and hears
Our cry above the youthful unconquered years
Yet we ever lust for them and in our faith we put our trust
With faith that comes of inner strength
Of truths between us that never can be proved
We can never close all within us that we loved
With our serene pleasures and moments stretched at length
To be with me when my days are cold and my light is low
When the blood creeps and the nerves prick
And tingle, and the heart is frail and sick
And all my wheels are slow
Stay by me when the sensuous frame
Is racked with painful pangs that defeats trust
And Time, a maniac scattering dust
And life is still hungry as a child watching a slinging flame
Be near me when I fade away
To point the term of human strife
And in the low dark verge of life
I see the twilight of eternal day
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Faith Like A Child
Faith like a Child
Faith innocent and pure,
Everlasting and forever endure.
Faith strong and heart wise,
Eyes seeing through any disguise.
Life is simple and naïve,
Making it not hard to believe.
Life is joyful and gay,
Taking everything day by day.
Faith like a child runs wild and free,
Runs though all land and sea.
Faith like a child grows by night,
Protects you from every fright.
If only I had not grown older,
My heart would not begin to smolder.
My soul would not have gone wild,
If only I had faith like a child.
Got It Easy Free to Love
We've got it easy free to love.
But people choose their enemies.
Some people say they pray to God,
But continue searching to welcome defeats.
And many everyday lose faith,
Craving temptations they can not leave.
With teasing done by limitations plentiful.
That keeps the pleading daily addicted,
On roughened hands and bruised up knees.
We've got it easy free to love.
But people choose their enemies.
Some people say they pray to God,
But continue searching to welcome defeats.
With a hunting for them on urban streets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Destroy The Years
We must destroy the years for swallowing
The anger and the pain of many old disasters.
These suffering men and women and children
Wage war on us whilst we speak for the true faith.
A law is reached to follow, but we deny and they deny,
And something alarming and commercial has arrived.
The real laws required money, more money and even more wealth
To alleviate the suffering, that suffering too dreadful and diverse.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Weakness Is Not A Poem
WEAKNESS IS NOT A POEM
Weakness is not a poem-
Nor is sickness-
Pain too, no poem.
All the suffering
A single human being must endure
No poem.
There is Hell in this world
And some people live it
Every day of their lives.
It is no poem
To see another human being
Suffering.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The relief
Food entering mouth is a relish;
Its exit from anus is a relief.
Mating is relish; orgasm is relief.
Relief is the peak of the pleasure.
26.06.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In pure literature, the writers of the eighteenth century achieved, indeed, many triumphs; but their great, their peculiar, triumphs were in the domain of thought.
quote by Lytton Strachey
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Hold On To Everything
surely you have hands and surely you know how to use
your hands
like holding on tightly to joys and sorrows
holding on to pains and reliefs
holding on to misgivings and thanksgivings
and hate and love and giving and taking and speaking and silence
you hold on to whatever
in the place where you are an alien
to all things honorable and miserable, defeats and triumphs,
losses and gains, you must hold on, you must tightly hold on
to life.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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