There is an abiding beauty which may be appreciated by those who will see things as they are and who will ask for no reward except to see.
quote by Vera Brittain
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I love BEAUTY,
I Love Beauty,
I Love Beauty,
I hate Felonies,
I love Grace and see Mercy that is from above,
Iam Beautiful than Reptiles,
Beauty than Higher REALM,
Beauty of an Overman,
Take this Room for a LIVING moment that I may see Beauty with TIME,
All the Feeling's were a Reward,
Whilst in me is the Grace that is from above,
Take the MOMENT to do work from Inert,
Then see how the Blessing's will flow and God will be the Reward.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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What is beauty
beauty they say
is being fair of face
beauty is unexplainable
its everywhere, at everyplace
theres beauty in a mothers eyes
and beauty in a babys face
beauty in a soaring tree
and beauty in a
deserted place
beauty in knobbly hands,
that are weathered due to toil and pace
beauty in natures creations
beauty in His kindness and grace
beauty in the joy of parenthood
beauty in the love of friends
beauty too in adversities
and the angels of mercy he also sends
so much beauty, so much joy
all around if we care to see
this world is full of wondrous things
not apparent to you and me
stop to savour reflect awhile
there is beauty all around
things that happen, prayers anwered
His beauty leaves you spellbound
poem by Arti Chopra
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My Time Given Seeks No Reward
A stain has been left on it.
A path I pave.
I suspect someone,
Has taken it for granted.
Believing it easy...
To chase me away!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
Footprints are all over it.
And trashed by disrespect.
Although none of this was expected...
I accept this with regret.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
To move forward is a personal quest.
Obstacles challenge.
And they will be faced...
With the best from me,
Unseen yet!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
I am not motivated,
By spotlight!
Or applause.
Nor am I awed,
By my own accomplishments.
Those things done...
Are released.
Not stored.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
I continue to be 'me'...
Even when I am ignored.
I choose to adventure.
I choose to explore.
And in 'this' time given,
I do not seek to reach for reward.
My mission is not to sit with impatience.
Or wait for an approval...
Until I am bored.
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
Nor do I rush to aboard a ship,
Not of my accord!
To agree or reconcile with to fit!
My time given,
Seeks no reward.
And I will not investigate,
The slithering movements...
Done to deceive by a snake.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The myth
Being receptive to my heed
You rejected not my love.
In value, I’m appreciated.
For that you’re not depreciated.
By my deeds and words
You were kindled to bloom.
In value, you’re appreciated.
For that I ’m not depreciated.
By body and sense, either
way, were not we tinted?
But
Hearts are beset;
Minds are septic;
Thoughts are haunted;
Feelings are crippled;
Path is bleak.
Are we not depreciated
Each for the other
To get the other appreciated,
By feeding the other?
It is a myth to think otherwise.
13.06.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The chance to be both artistically appreciated and commercially appreciated... That's what you hope for.
quote by Gerard Butler
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Do good and throw it into the sea -- if it is not appreciated by an ungrateful man, it will be appreciated by God.
Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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Beauty, Beauty
Beauty, beauty in the light. Beauty, Beauty falling through. How sweet must beauty, beauty be. Beauty, beauty how it's happy. Beauty, beauty in the sky and in the grass. Beauty, beauty in the trees. Beauty, beauty on the ground. Beauty, beauty crawling on the ground. Beauty, beauty always climbing. Beauty, beauty that we are sirrounded by.
poem by Shania K. Younce
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She had her reward! - that reward of which no enemie could deprive her, which no slanders could make less precious - the eternal reward of knowing that she had done her duty.
quote by Ernestine L. Rose
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My Beautiful Reward
Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went from door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
Im flyin high over gray fields my feathers long and black
Down along the rivers silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Beauty wear
Beauty is
Not a colur...
Beauty is
Not a cat walk...
Beauty is
Not a sexy...
Beauty is
Not a un healthy...
Beauty is
First lovingely...
Beauty is
Lovely....
Another things are
Beauty is ther...
Love and lovely not
Thear...wear...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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How Great the Love He Gives Us!
How great is the love He gives us!
Each day is manifested proof,
The morning sun, the clear blue sky
Of rain and air, more than enough.
Our life is filled in His embrace
The galaxy of stars declaring,
In everything we see His Face
Creation's testimony singing.
His love protects us from all harm,
Pulls us through when times are hard.
He holds us in His loving arms
Abiding Presence our reward.
And when we fall, we find His Grace
To take our hand and in forgiveness,
He takes us back into the race
To guide our path with His great Goodness.
What Love so great He pours for man,
And yet we always seem to be
Tormented by the things at hand
His Love we sometimes fail to see.
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June 8,2009
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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The Beauty Of A Poem
The beauty of a poem
The beauty of music
The beauty of light
The beauty of life
The beauty which makes us want to live life more
The beauty which pains us inside
The beauty in longing.
The beauty we come upon by surprise
The beauty of the day and the beauty of the night
The beauty we all have inside us
The beauty we can see and feel and never explain
The beauty that lifts us up
The beauty that makes us want to live more
The beauty that makes us reach out to God
The beauty we want to thank God for
The beauty of lilacs
The beauty of autumn leaves
The beauty of the people we love
The beauty that pervades life
The beauty that turns away from us
And will not let us be a part of it
The beauty we hold on to fragilely
As a driven leaf
The beauty the beauty the beauty
Oh life oh God of goodness oh death
The beauty we can never see
And the Beauty within us all
Oh God
The Beauty in us and Beyond us all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Cityscape Dynamic Differentiated
afternoon alive valid life lived
people personalities experiences
beauty seldom seen appreciated
poem by Terence George Craddock
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0284 A Poet to His Critic, OK?
Look, everyone from birth to death, yeah? is
tryin' to express somethin', right? , that
goes beyond
what they've expressed before, OK? so
what we need isn't a ton of crit-shit, yeah? but
a little help and advice would be appreciated... right?
an' we don't ask for praise, OK? although
it's always nice, yeah? but
a little encouragement would be appreciated... right?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Never. How Much Worthy
NEVER. How much worthy was tons of man running after if one you passed by never hath appreciated the beauty enveloped by stupidity, hatred and violence... such a useless Life you had...
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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Sonnet: Beauty
The flesh gets beauty, when draped by its skin;
The soul loses beauty, when filled by sin;
The beauty of things is seen when revealed;
The beauty of unseen things is concealed.
Woman! Thy beauty is in concealment;
Nature, thy beauty is the Firmament;
O Man! Thy beauty is by revealing;
Heart, Thy beauty is in deep feeling.
The Grace of God is the dress of the soul!
The Stars, Sun and Moon- the dress of the ‘bowl’! ’
Just as how skin protects the body’s flesh,
Good deeds make a soul beautiful and fresh.
Doing good in life is most important;
Avoiding harm is more significant.
3-1-2000
poem by John Celes
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Duplication Of A Dream One Wishes
Beauty can be depicted,
To become one's replica...
Of a perception of it.
Whether on canvas or in magazines.
3D movies and on smaller screens.
Even in pageant shows,
With beauty depicted row after row...
Of replicas posing,
Hoping to reflect an acceptance of it.
To come close but not a clone.
And beauty represented for what it is,
Can never be duplicated!
Imitated, yes!
Duplicated, no!
Not as much as it can be appreciated,
When first and only seen.
Dolls are manufactured in factories,
To assemble for the purposes of just that.
A duplication of a dream one wishes,
To fulfill as fantasized...
As an image sought one seeks to re-create,
To be perceived as the real thing.
Like a snowflake when under microscope,
But not quite as closely scoped,
To examine as being unique 'and' original.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beckett had an unerring light on things, which I much appreciated.
quote by Harold Pinter
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I Abide and Abide and Better Abide
I abide and abide and better abide,
And after the old proverb, the happy day;
And ever my lady to me doth say,
'Let me alone and I will provide.'
I abide and abide and tarry the tide,
And with abiding speed well ye may.
Thus do I abide I wot alway,
Nother obtaining nor yet denied.
Ay me! this long abiding
Seemeth to me, as who sayeth,
A prolonging of a dying death,
Or a refusing of a desir'd thing.
Much were it better for to be plain
Than to say 'abide' and yet shall not obtain.
poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt
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