The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet.
quote by James Oppenheim
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The Wise And The Foolish
Oh woe is me if all around me thinks me foolish!
Oh woe is me for all around me have tought themselves wise!
Wise is he that knows that he is foolish and seeks to be wise!
And foolish is he that knows not that he is a fool and thus seeks not wisdom!
Oh man, answer thee this! Is it better to be foolishly wise or to be wisely foolish?
Seek thou the truth and it shall set you free from thy woes!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Silence is foolish if we are wise, but wise if we are foolish.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Sonnet 8
the madman who thinks you to possess
by bending will to his own consent,
seeking thereby to force love's access,
doing injury to love, love does absent.
foolish prove he who does by storm
a conquest launch in desire of you:
he does to himself and you this harm-
love he stains with a selfish view.
your will no possession by force affords,
no access by he who would conquest will,
yet he who your contrary will so disbars
is wise, will contrary to love to kill!
mad, foolish, wise; such and so am i;
more foolish than wise, i cannot deny.
poem by Doug Bentley
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Maze of Happiness
Happiness
Can only be found
If you search for it
Like a vicious blood hound
Happiness
Is just like love
Just to get it
You will push and shove
Happiness
Is just a door
You open it up
And you just want more
Happiness
Grows like trees
It gets really big
But dies in a breeze
Happiness
Is what I could never find
So I went to the dark
To sit and hide
poem by Joey Nissen
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How do you know antiquity was foolish? How do you know the present is wise? Who made it foolish? Who made it wise?
quote by Francois Rabelais
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Wants- sex definer
A confident woman, the man seeks.
An intelligent man, the woman seeks.
A good-featured woman, the man seeks.
A good-natured man, the woman seeks.
A modest woman, the man seeks.
An intellectual man, the woman seeks.
A virtuous woman, the man seeks.
A chivalrous man, the woman seeks.
Be graceful, women!
Be brave, men!
06.05.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In the spirit of Rumi: 56: The possibility of happiness
If a wise man can be happy,
then happiness must be possible.
If a simple man can be happy,
then happiness is possible.
If a happy man can be wise,
then wisdom is possible.
If a wise man can be simple,
then happiness is possible.
How light the clouds,
how blue the sky, today!
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sail
A lonely sail is flashing white
Amdist the blue mist of the sea!...
What does it seek in foreign lands?
What did it leave behind at home?..
Waves heave, wind whistles,
The mast, it bends and creaks...
Alas, it seeks not happiness
Nor happiness does it escape!
Below, a current azure bright,
Above, a golden ray of sun...
Rebellious, it seeks out a storm
As if in storms it could find peace!
poem by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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Population
Cart, car, train, aeroplane,
Telephone, wireless and television
All brought the distance closer.
Internet wiped that little distance.
But the distance between castes
And creeds still grows wider.
The evil lies in population explosion,
Without which comes no revolution.
11.09.2000, Pkdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Knowing Your Perimeters
knowing your perimeters is not an easy job,
not really expensive, but it takes the mind of the pensive man,
the wiles of the wise and the wit of the wounded
who am i? where am I? what am i?
where am i heeded? where i will stop?
what can i do? what i cannot do?
knowing the length of your arms and feet
the distance of your vision
and knowing what you can touch and
see, and knowing what you cannot
even touch and see no matter how
wide you open your eyes
knowing your place, your fences, the limits
of your garden, the source of your water,
your air, your food, the quiet imagination
knowing what you can give and you can hold,
knowing what you can let go
and what you must keep in your heart forever
knowing the limits of your mind
the stretch of your hands, the number of times that
you can blink your eye,
the right time to fear and the right time to kill
the right time to love and the right time to hate
or just be the foolish man who is so indifferent
i know my limits and i mark my boundaries.
please do not go any further. i am just staying
within the bounds of my hands and feet.
i am seeing you and i am warning you.
i have this detonator. My finger is ready.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Happiness Is
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is when you get a new puppy
happiness,
is when you get married
happiness,
is when you go on you first date
happiness,
is making your own decisions
happiness,
is graduating
happiness,
is getting you first job
happiness,
is falling in love
happiness
is being proud of who you are
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is glowing
happiness,
is fun
happiness,
is an amazing feeling
happiness,
is when you smile all day
happiness,
is giving someone a hug just because you can
happiness,
is that light in your eyes
happiness,
is what makes the world go around
happiness,
is bliss
Heart Of Gold
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
In a world where darkness comes up with the sunrise.
We have all made a compromise to survive.
Living a lie, with a single tear dropp in our eyes.
It turns in to many.
A plenty.
Where we have surrendered up our greatest beliefs.
A sacrifice of the soul.
We are all losing control.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
I never thought anybody could bring me back from the edge.
My spirit is going to soar.
I'm looking for the double edge sword.
Expecting to die by it with a roar.
I thought I would have angered the beast who dwells in the fires.
But he never appears.
Instead suddenly all I see is good tidings.
It is the horse I want to be riding.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
Who are you?
Why are you helping me?
Where does all this love towards fellow man come from?
I'm a friend.
I do this because I can.
It's not easy to understand, when they are no demands.
An angel has whispered upon my ear again.
Speaking of the knight in white armour.
Saying when he comes.
All pure souls will be undone, released and gone.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Down by the Salley Gardens
Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.
In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
poem by William Butler Yeats from The Wanderings of Oisin and Other Poems (1889)
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Help Yourself To Happiness
Everybody, everywhere seeks happiness its true
But finding it and keeping it seems difficult to do
Difficult because we think that happiness is only found in places where fame and wealth abound
And so we go on searching in phases of pleasure
Seeking recognition and monetary treasure
While being so unaware that happiness is just a state of mind within the reach of everyone who takes time to be kind
For in making others happy we will be happy too
Because the happiness that you give away always returns to shine on you
Those who wish to appear wise among fools, among the wise seem foolish.
Quintilian in De Institutione Oratoria
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You're Leaving Too Soon
You're leaving too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving too soon
You'll never learn to fly unless you learn to fall
You'll never know the answers 'till you've heard the call
You can't turn your back until you face it all
Take my word
You're leaving too soon
You're leaving too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving to soon
Babe you shouldn't go until you know just what I mean
Now, "happy ever after", I have never seen
But still we might come closer than we've ever been
Come over here
You're leavin' too soon
You're leavin' too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving too soon
You're leaving too soon
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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God Uses Whoever God Chooses
God uses who God chooses
God chose what is foolish in the world
to shame the wise; (wise in their own words)
God chose what is weak in the world
to shame the strong; (opinionated in own egos) 1Corinthians 1: 27
fools cannot accept a defeated Saviour?
foolish philosophers cannot believe in a God
who would take on mortal frail flesh die
a shameful extremely public painful death?
why because flawed philosophers
cannot live outside inflated ego bubbles?
demand ego tribute worshippers
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The wise and the fools
The wise are less foolish than fools.
The fools are less wise than the wise.
07.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Bronze-Wing Pigeon
They say I am a shy, wild thing,
That seeks the wild bush glade.
Quick to be gone on whirring wing,
Where stangers would invade;
But well I know what all birds know:
The voice of friend, the tread of foe;
And deem it wise to fear the worst
Till I have knowledge of the first.
Afar my muffled drumming sounds,
Where tangled dogwood grows;
But when you tread my feeding grounds
I am alert for foes.
A flash of iridescent wing,
And I am but a vanished thing.
Gone to be heard and seen no more,
In spite of all your forest lore.
But should you win me in the end
By dint of kindlier lore,
Gladly I take you for a friend,
And to your own house door
I come with confidence complete
To quest my food about your feet.
And, with a gravely gentle air,
Display my shy bronze beauty there.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Once I was foolish
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could nurture
A garden of flowers
In a desert
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could clad
A desiccated tree
In its lost foliage
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could restore
A bird missing
Back to its nest
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could swim
The length and breath
Of the oceans
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could ease
An aching heart
And wipe the tears
Once I was foolish—
I thought my dreams
Will bloom into colorful petals
That I might sprinkle in you way
I want to be foolish
Again and again…
22 Oct 2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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