To be able to endure odium is the first art to be learned by those who aspire to power.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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Lucidity
A slipping sonata of screams,
The breaking breeze of boiling blood,
An over-worked opus of odium,
Endure it all, to the very seams,
Endure it all for some selfish bliss,
Bliss I’ll never have, I never could.
An age of anonymous antipathy,
Underestimated umbrage of ‘us’,
A distant dream forever doomed,
I’ve learned to despise sympathy,
Endure it all for incipient love
I’m still enduring thus.
So carry my canorous cries,
Assuage my angry ache,
Save for me a superfluous sunrise,
Or just love me for God’s sake.
poem by Ella Veyes
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ENDURE...by talile ali
INTRO AND CHORUS
I GOT THE POWER
YOU GOT THE POWER
WE GO TTHE POWER
TO ENDURE
V1
LIFE CAN BE GRITTY
LIFE CAN BE SWEET
LIFE CAN BE UGLY
LIFE CAN BE NEAT
V2
RUNNING FOR SOMETHING
RUNNING IN TIME
RUNNING TIL YOU ARE LEFT BEHIND
V3
THE WHEELS KEEP ON SPINNING
THE WORLD NEVER STOPS
THE POOR KEEP ON TRYING
WHILE THR RICH TREAD HEAVILY ON TOP
V4
ENDURE
WE ALL MUST ENDURE
BE SURE
WE ALL WILL ENDURE
poem by Talile Ali
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What Is Sure and Certain
What is sure and certain
Is death
Who is dead and who is living
Who is learned who is not
Not easy to tell.
We are here to endure
Everything that are
Transitory fleeting temporary
We are here to endure
cold and heat and rise and fall.
We should know pain and pleasure
We are here to feel and endure
And we know nothing is certain
Nothing is sure.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The first dragon (sestina)
They went to find a thing that belched fire
a killer, a dragon what could it be?
To defeat it, to win they did aspire,
to set the people from its terror free,
it was huge as it could never tire
and where it went, there was only agony.
Those brave humble men were of all fear free
were like a mighty force that did aspire
to make men godly, as t no man should be,
to snatch from that beast it’s devouring fire
and to bring to it just death and agony
and in this quest they would not tire.
Yet all of the great brave men do aspire
to in the unknown find knowledge free
to test skill against the beast and to tire
to measure if plans full of follies be,
later to chance, to fight using its fire,
even in using if there is only agony.
They wanted the truth of its power to be free,
free to use in destruction like the strange fire
that came from heaven that fell in agony
that has the capacity to even gods to tire,
they constructed weapons that should be
the main goal to which warriors do aspire.
It may that other men could easily tire
of this overwhelming quest whose worth could be
not lovely high things, to which to aspire,
nor a guiding light sparkling over the free
but quenching of life by its terrible fire,
with it only acts of death and agony.
Then like destiny, which doomed in agony,
like the first discoverers of divine secret fire,
the beast would rise and in raving anger be
really ruthless and from tricks it will not tire,
its intimate knowledge would not come free,
to seek power in which men as fools aspire.
In pride anything to be, finishing foes with fire
while endlessly to be free they do aspire
while men tire in wars only breeding agony.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Two Voices in a Meadow
A Milkweed
Anonymous as cherubs
Over the crib of God,
White seeds are floating
Out of my burst pod.
What power had I
Before I learned to yield?
Shatter me, great wind:
I shall possess the field.
A Stone
As casual as cow-dung
Under the crib of God,
I lie where chance would have me,
Up to the ears in sod.
Why should I move? To move
Befits a light desire.
The sill of Heaven would founder,
Did such as I aspire.
poem by Richard Wilbur
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How Much Must I endure?
'How much must I endure? ' I say to thee-
'How long must I bide? ', for the Glorious Day, to be,
'When I may count amongst many a Blessing-
The moment when, at long last, our lips are caressing
Each, the others-and other moments, about which WE dream?
When might we each truly discover our soul's redeem? '
'How much must I endure? ', you say, to me-
'How long must I bide, for the Glorious Day, to be,
When I am allowed to actualize that to which I aspire?
At what point do I get to realize my every desire? '
'Now, Precious Children of Mine! ', booms a Voice, from Above-
'The Time is NOW Beloveds, for Your Eternal Love! '
-Maurice Harris,26 January 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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Worship Erected Temples Cathedrals Mosques
in worship we aspire to please God
in offerings we aspire to please God
in buildings we aspire to please God
in sanctified creation songs sculptures
paintings plays poetry we aspire desires
felt dedicated to God by faithful devotes
worship erected temples cathedrals mosques
history abounds in massive building faith
building faith erected to honour God
transition in building worship utilization
poem by Terence George Craddock
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When You Have Done Your Best
when you have done your best
and they all begin to like
your art
your ways and what you want to become
when they also want to become like you
when you tell them now where to go
and what to do
when they are now at home with themselves
in their own chosen climates and houses
when they have understood their fears
and learned to live with their longings
when they have learned the power
of laughter
when they have learned to dream
when they have learned
how to talk to a tree,
it is time for you to go
you have freed them all from their shackles
you have taught them how to fish
it is time for you to go
your presence has become useless
it is now time to go
human reconstructor.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Learned...
from being homeless,
i learned the value of home!
from being hungry,
i learned the value of being fed.
from being sick,
i learned the value of health.
from being left alone,
i learned the value of love.
from being confined in a cell,
i learned the value of freedom.
from being persecuted,
i learned the value of human rights.
from being an infidel,
i learned to see the face of god...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Ultimately, the only power to which man should aspire is that which he exercises over himself.
quote by Elie Wiesel
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The Sound Of Wings.....
from the bars of the cell,
i learned freedom from the body.
from the underside of the bridge,
i learned home has not a house.
from forty years of working,
i learned the bitterness of the slave.
from the political lies,
i learned that truth cant be bought.
from the books i read,
i learned to reason and question.
from the heroin needle,
i learned the value of life.
from love lost,
i learned how to love.
from doubt i learned seeking,
in seeking i found god to be more.
from the scars on my heart,
i learned to be a man.
from battles fought and lost,
i learned the need for peace.
from discrimination i learned equality,
from anger i learned forgiveness.
from the mirror i learned responsibility...
from the bars of the cell,
i learned the sound of wings!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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First Year University Expereinces
I learned why it is not wise to skip class often
I learned that skipping homework in university is not the same as skipping homework in high school
I learned what it feels like to be awake for over 2 days
I learned how to smoke pot from a bong
I learned how to compose an essay the day before it's due
I learned that the Freshman 15 is no joke
I learned how to do laundry
I learned to pretend to be happy
I learned to multitask
I learned to be more sociable
I learned why my parents and teachers warned me about the difficulty of university
I learned that failing is expensive
I learned small things, like freshly washed bed sheets, make me happy
I learned to lie
I learned how expensive alcohol is
I learned what it feels like to be a failure
I type this rant while skipping my business ethics class as I further delay the composition of my psychology term paper
poem by Michelle Cow
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Man may aspire to virtue, but he cannot reasonably aspire to truth.
quote by Nicolas de Chamfort
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Power To The People
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Say you want a revolution
We better get on right away
Well you get on your feet
And out on the street
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
A million workers working for nothing
You better give em what they really own
We got to put you down
When we come into town
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
I gotta ask you comrades and brothers
How do you treat you own woman back home
She got to be herself
So she can free herself
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Now, now, now, now
Oh well, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Yeah, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
song performed by by Lennon John
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I've learned
Ive learned that to love someone doesnt have to involve pain,
Ive learned that to have a friend you must be a friend first,
Ive learned that in time youll see your mistakes and learn from them,
Ive learned that to be alone sometimes is the best thing for you,
Ive learned that in order to love a person you must feel loved,
Ive learned that if your wrong admit it or youll never forgive yourself,
Ive learned that your first love will be a part of you and you may never forget,
Ive learned that in order to move on you must fix what was first wrong,
Ive learned that if you ever mess up, you can always start over again,
Ive learned that to be 'cool' doesnt involve pressure,
Ive learned to accept what I have and be happy,
Ive learned that people will come and go so tell the ones you love how you feel,
Ive learned that to respect yourself you must respect others,
Ive learned that your actions always involve consequences whether it be good or bad,
Ive learned that priceless words can mean the world to someone,
Ive learned that sometimes being silent is the best solution,
Ive learned to expect the unexpected,
Ive learned that healing a broken heart involves tears and pain,
Ive learned to see the world in the eyes of others,
And Ive learned that each new day is a day to touch a life.
poem by Carly Almonde
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What I Learned Today
What I learned today is that there will be a tomorrow,
what I learned today is the truth is full of pain and sorrow.
What I learned yesterday is people make mistakes,
what I learned yesterday is I will do whatever it takes.
What I learned Saturday when i watched you leave I take back
what I said, what I learned Saturday is when we fought i dread.
What I learned now is that part of my heart is gone,
what I learned now is you will no longer wake me up at dawn.
It is quiet with out you,
I feel I have many things to do.
poem by Angelina Sabia
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Possibilities
What lies in store for you, my love?
What does the future hold?
Will you be learned and wise, my love?
Will you do brave deeds and bold?
Will you be a teacher, my love -
Young minds to nurture and guide?
Will you take to the law, my love
And over a courtroom preside?
Will you take to the sea, my love,
Seek out far, distant lands?
Will medicine be thy calling, love,
Healing power in your hands?
Whatever fate may bring, my love,
Of this you can be sure,
You will make me oh, so proud, my love,
For nothing can obscure
The bond twixt mother and child, my love.
This mighty love will endure!
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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One hand was needed for power, the other for love: where is the orator that could aspire to grace in such a position?
Pierre Choderlos de Laclos in Dangerous Liaisons (1782)
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368.wild Geese, Wild Geese
when was it that
you started to fly?
when was it
when you learned
the power
of the V-formation?
tell us
humans, we who also
want to fly
using the power
of our poems
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love can cripple you with so much hate; even of oneself.
Carve a canyon in my soul; you can't hurt me anymore. Though I suppose the only one left hurting me is, and always was, myself.
...
There was a time that my tears for you learned that they had the power to carve canyons deep into my soul. They learned that they could teach my muscles to cripple me with hate because I loved you so and hated the fact I did; because you, the you I kept locked up in those memories in my head, would always, always win. The masochist in me learned to like those torture sessions that wrecked havoc on me all over; crave them even. There are memories of you that linger on darker days, in the caverns and walls of this heart that learned to ache for you.
There are the rare good days when manage to somehow forget.