Adolescence is a new birth, for the higher and more completely human traits are now born.
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My Birth
I was born one child of children,
Following a personage to endeavour;
This time my age requires union
With the body of a human-self.
This meaning is astounding my mind
As the laughter grows sick and dangerous.
One child too completely withdrawn,
One of us sings along the tunes of the day.
This nature we brought to the fruition
Is wet and dry as well, for we are in splendour.
One birth is too important for me,
That man is me and my family.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Womb to womb to tomb
I am born unto this womb
To be born again unto another womb
Before I take birth once again unto another womb
Then as mark of respect
A tomb shall man place on that womb
To remind the world
That this day a man
Was, born unto this womb.
Before another birth I seek
To live another life in another womb
In the seas of life I shall swim
Before I am once again ready
To take birth unto this womb
To be born again unto another womb
Before, I take birth once again to be entombed.
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Even as kids reach adolescence, they need more than ever for us to watch over them. Adolescence is not about letting go. It's about hanging on during a very bumpy ride.
quote by Ron Taffel
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Hallelujah, Here She Comes
I see youre dressed to kill
I know I cant wait until
Hallelujah...here she comes
I see youre dressed in black
I guess Im not coming back
Hallelujah...here she comes
Born and raised
On the wrong side of town
You get so high
That you cant come down
(yeah)
I see the road is rough
You know Im not giving up
Hallelujah...here she comes
I know where the lady goes
I know she got a ring on her toes
Hallelujah...here she comes
Born and raised
On the wrong side of town
You get so high
That you cant come down
Im going higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher
Im gonna be there
When that lights gonna shine
Im gonna be there
When her heart kindles next to mine
Im gonna be...
Here she comes
Yeah here she comes
I see youre dressed to kill
I know I cant wait until
Hallelujah...here she comes
I see youre dressed in black
I guess Im not coming back
Hallelujah...here she comes
Born and raised
In the wrong side of town
You get so high
You cant come down
Im gonna be there
Higher, higher, higher
Gonna get higher, higher, higher
Gonna get higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher...
Im gonna be there
When that lights gonna shine
Im gonna be there
When that lights gonna shine...
Hallelujah...here she comes
Here she comes...
song performed by by U2
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The Pain Of An Earthly Existence
You tell me that I have a beautiful
soul but I know that I am so ugly.
For I was born into sin like all men
women who compose collective humanity.
The difference is I remember the moment
when sin entered my prime earthbound soul.
The moment just preceding my birth when
I felt sin enter pride manifest instantly grown.
Sin entered my soul to allow
my birth into this world of sin.
I have knowledge of pride sin
but not of sins entry origin in.
Yet the amazing thing for me is
that God can look into the hearts
of all men women who contain
such manifest sin far far worse.
I lost my divine nature in order
to be born looking into mirror
flesh masks sin manifest I contain
within is potential horror I attest.
Yet sin is the only horror that can
contain my earthly existence to
fulfil chosen purpose God within
my existence on temporal earth.
Without sin within I would
vibrate straight off
the horrific face of
this earth within an instant.
The vibration rate of such
an evil earth cannot
accommodate a human
soul completely free of sin.
Restoration acceptance of divine
birth divinity incarnate in flesh.
God enters in body sin corrupt
to dwell in form as holy spirit.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The book has many different characteristics: some are extremely old-fashioned storytelling traits, but there are also a fair number of postmodern traits, and the self-consciousness is one.
quote by Jeffrey Eugenides
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Ode to Rebirth - Cross Century Surgery Operation
voila! if rebirth is a fact and
time travel is mastered
you can always request
at the cross century
surgery theatre, your first human birth
eyes, second birth eyebrows
fifth birth nose, cheeks,
eighth birth shoulder blade, and
the fusion of fifth and eight birth sexes
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Life - A ten words poem
Birth
.........Cradle
Childhood
.... ............. Schoolbag
Adolescence
................. ....Infatuation
Youth
................. .................Multiply
Age
.......Gr ave
.........Cradle
Childhood
...... ........... Schoolbag
Adolescence
................. ....Infatuation
Youth
................. .................Multiply
Age
.......Gr ave
poem by C.P. Sharma
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Fading Sentiments
Nothingness. Incompleteness encroaches,
You rise up higher and higher,
As obliviate darkness approaches
As limbs and internals tire.
You see that high gate,
That Wonder you thought was a lie,
Choices made, questioned by fate;
As destiny begins inwardly to cry.
You look behind you,
Familiar faces crying,
Tears fall from them too,
Like a stream of cascading feeling.
Irony kicks you deeply within,
Mere strangers at your birth,
Mow completely under your skin,
Walking you towards a new rebirth.
Turning, walking through the gate,
You mutter the words 'Goodbye'
Heart bursts, sentiments too late
They leave, you continue. Home now sky.
poem by Nicola Borasinski
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Mr.Trump here's my fading certificate of Birth!
Born April 19,1951
At a General Hospital, Colombo, Sri Lanka
Male gender, colour of skin Tan!
Under the Star of Capricorn
Named as Nimal,
Father Buddhist and Mother's baptized
But I am a free thinker
Mixed with Human Gods.
Still I believe the Buddha is the greatest poet!
According to his teachings
A Man has myriad of birth certificates
Along this endless journey,
As he's born in every country of this tiny World!
My dilemma is this why do they ignore of the Human group of blood
In this piece of ridiculous paper?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Happy b day
Happy birthday Triauna
Today is a great day
The day my girl was born
Monumental occasion
Sound the horn
New born child cute as a button
Dem other babies culdnt say nuffin Literally the truth is all I say
Throughout the years
You made each and every day
Thats just who you are and how you roll Always warm heart never cold
As you open your gifts
Just remember this
Your birth day only comes once a year Every day feel like my birth day because I know you here
The gift you give is priceless
Yet every day the value increases
Second most important born right after Jesus
Brings me back to my thesis
Happy birth day Triauna
poem by Martin McCollugh
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Voilates The Bond
Sexual abuse violates the bond of trust and respect,
So be wise and let us live in a peaceful world;
For negative character traits define who you are,
Just as psotive traits! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.
The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.
The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.
The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.
Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.
When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.
Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Perhaps a modern society can remain stable only by eliminating adolescence, by giving its young, from the age of ten, the skills, responsibilities, and rewards of grownups, and opportunites for action in all spheres of life. Adolescence should be a time of useful action, while book learning and scholarship should be a preoccupation of adults.
quote by Eric Hoffer
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On My Birthday, July 21
I, MY dear, was born to-day--
So all my jolly comrades say:
They bring me music, wreaths, and mirth,
And ask to celebrate my birth:
Little, alas! my comrades know
That I was born to pain and woe;
To thy denial, to thy scorn,
Better I had ne'er been born:
I wish to die, even whilst I say--
'I, my dear, was born to-day.'
I, my dear, was born to-day:
Shall I salute the rising ray,
Well-spring of all my joy and woe?
Clotilda, thou alone dost know.
Shall the wreath surround my hair?
Or shall the music please my ear?
Shall I my comrades' mirth receive,
And bless my birth, and wish to live?
Then let me see great Venus chase
Imperious anger from thy face;
Then let me hear thee smiling say--
'Thou, my dear, wert born to-day.'
poem by Matthew Prior
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Everyone has the obligation to ponder well his own specific traits of character. He must also regulate them adequately and not wonder whether someone else's traits might suit him better. The more definitely his own a man's character is, the better it fits him.
I suppose I'm intrigued with the bad traits of society, because I'm a part of society, and the bad traits pose the dangerous questions for our future.
Bliss
Ah, in just a sudden dunk of desires
This soul whole lost and mires
What if bewaring of fugacious the desires
Itself ere death, cerebrate higher empires..
Numbered down to naught desires whole lot
Itself ere death means bliss blissful a lot
What if differing human, his animal fought..?
Born a spiritual birth blissful, is it not?
And his bliss is his'I', his 'heart' all true
But in empyrean harmony his senses accrue
Temperamental satiety erstwhile all through
In dissipation his senses but to wake in bliss new
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Blessed Among Women
Mary is 'blessed among women'
not because of her qualifications
courses studied exalted prestigious
but because of her heart humility
all Mary’s grace came from Christ
Mary is vessel instrument of God
Mary exemplifies transformation
Mary exemplifies divine restoration
never to be forgotten in all eternity
God became human through Mary
virgin birth slays sin curse sanctified
true salvation is in Christ not Mary
Mary a human like every one of us
God born human like every one of us
Jesus Christ was a human being born
Mary gave born to God as flesh born
Jesus Christ flesh incarnate one of us
Jesus Christ flesh tempted as one of us
Jesus born our brother not a stranger
Jesus born suffers all temptation danger
Christ must grow in us as he did in Mary
Divine Kingdom of God is born in us
Holy Spirit through Christ is born in us
Holy kingdom of God is all around us
the Kingdom of God is not built of stone
the Kingdom of God is not Vatican Rome
the Kingdom of God is born in living flesh
thirty nine stripes conquers diseased flesh
Mary became blessed by accepting Christ
Christians become blessed by accepting Christ
through symbolic baptism reborn in Christ
Christ in a reborn Christian living as in Mary
all that is temporal disappears wasted despairs
heavenly soul created remains for all eternity
virginity of Mary was God's temporal restoration
paving God’s purpose choice accept salvation
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Loyal love..
Waiting is a game for you,
always follow me wherever I go,
Never disheartened,
Never get bored,
always waiting for me,
Whether I am angry or happy,
you are the same,
looking at me gracefully,
what a pair of beautiful eyes,
speaking the language of sight,
waiting is a game or a life for you.
when I give the food
you enjoy, still looking at me,
please turn away, I feel guilty.
Why you take care of me,
why you are there to protect me,
Am I in your mind?
even in your short nap.
Rush to answer each and every smell,
of the intruders, human or animals,
What did I do to have you as my dogs.
How do I reciprocate,
for everything you have done to me?
In next birth you be born as my masters,
but fortuneteller told me,
that this is my last birth.
Were you my masters in my last birth?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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