God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness.
quote by Henry Ward Beecher
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He who pardons easily invites offense.
quote by Pierre Corneille
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Sorry Boy
Take want you want
Giving back a steely stare
Eyes black as night, I
Can feel a shiver in the air
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
Time everlasting
As a mother's blood runs cold
Blast everyone
There's no forgiveness
When your soul is sold
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
No one will be there
To pick you up if you should fall
Burned every bridge
Your only friends
The shadow on the wall
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
Sorry boy
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Everlasting Arms
Everlasting arms come in a different style.
One from God eternal, another from a mothers smile.
I have such a mother, a mentor and a friend.
IF I could choose from heaven, I would pick her again.
My life was full of wandering, adventure and its true,
It always was a pleasure to come home to you.
Her everlasting arms and the kindness in her voice,
Will always be remembered, my mother you know as Joyce.
poem by Saint Eule
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Forgiveness!
Forgiveness is the sweet fruit a tree giveth,
Forgiveness is that energy, a fruit to its eater giveth,
Forgiveness is the milk a cow giveth,
Forgiveness is the light, that burning candle giveth,
Forgiveness is the life, the world giveth,
Forgiveness is rain that the clouds giveth,
Forgiveness is that natural, the one understood nature giveth,
Forgiveness is the perfume of selflessness in one spredeth,
Like sunlight in winter,
like moonlight in dark,
Like cool breeze in summer,
Like oasis in a desert,
Like spring of pure love, from a pure heart forever springeth!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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If it is a first offense, you ground them and have a talk. The second offense would call for counseling.
quote by Alan Thicke
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The Cat of Cats
I am the cat of cats. I am
The everlasting cat!
Cunning, and old, and sleek as jam,
The everlasting cat!
I hunt vermin in the night-
The everlasting cat!
For I see best without the light-
The everlasting cat!
poem by William Brighty Rands
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Above all, do not lie to yourself. A man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point where he does not discern any truth either in himself or anywhere around him, and thus falls into disrespect towards himself and others. Not respecting anyone, he ceases to love, and having no love, he gives himself up to passions and coarse pleasures, in order to occupy and amuse himself, and in his vices reaches complete bestiality, and it all comes from lying continually to others and to himself. A man who lies to himself is often the first to take offense. It sometimes feels very good to take offense, doesn’t it? And surely he knows that no one has offended him, and that he himself has invented the offense and told lies just for the beauty of it, that he has exaggerated for the sake of effect, that he has picked on a word and made a mountain out of a pea — he knows all of that, and still he is the first to take offense, he likes feeling offended, it gives him great pleasure, and thus he reaches the point of real hostility…
quote by Dostoyevsky
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God-The Mother
It is great
to have a lasting
relationship with God—
As has a mother
towards her child.
Any mistakes committed
by the child
can be freely conveyed
to its mother
and ask for forgiveness
to which the mother quickly responds.
She lovingly wipes the dirt
off the child.
The mother has
nothing but love
towards her child.
She looks after it ever.
In like manner
God cleanses our dirty mind.
God is such a mother to us.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Everlasting Arms
Lord hold me
In your everlasting arms
Enfold me
In your everlasting arms
Let striving cease
That I may come to rest
In perfect peace
Renewed and truly blessed
Lord bathe me
In your everlasting light
Lord raise me
In your everlasting light
Awake my mind
That I may understand
And come to find
The truth of who I am
Above the silvery bay
A bird rose on the breeze
Then swooped as if to say
You too may fly away
With ease
Lord lift me
In your everlasting love
Home swiftly
In your everlasting love
Ill go to where
A temple stands upon a hill
In silence there
Ill wait upon your will
Lord lift me
In your everlasting arms
In your everlasting arms
song performed by by Waterboys
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Everlasting Arms
Lord hold me
In your everlasting arms
Enfold me
In your everlasting arms
Let striving cease
That I may come to rest
In perfect peace
Renewed and truly blessed
Lord bathe me
In your everlasting light
Lord raise me
In your everlasting light
Awake my mind
That I may understand
And come to find
The truth of who I am
Above the silvery bay
A bird rose on the breeze
Then swooped as if to say
You too may fly away
With ease
Lord lift me
In your everlasting love
Home swiftly
In your everlasting love
Ill go to where
A temple stands upon a hill
In silence there
Ill wait upon your will
Lord lift me
In your everlasting arms
In your everlasting arms
song performed by by Waterboys
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The Mother
“The Mother”
She’s known as the mother
But, she doesn’t act like a mother
No love
No love
You’ll never see her show it
Only her madness
Never hugs
Never kisses
Never loves
Never
Noone knows what she needs to make her happy
She’s a careless and unhappy woman
She only has time for herself
No second thoughts about others
The mother
I’ve heard of her
But, where is she?
The real mother?
poem by Latedra Ellis
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Who kisses the feet of his mother, kisses the step of Paradise.
Mother’s Lap Vavroovahana Patra
Mother Mangala is Deity;
Penetrates rays of Gaiety.
Is an Ocean of Delight;
Evaporates life’s plight.
Mother shows the right path;
Is a Brook of mirth.
Tranquilises the devotee;
Is the Almighty.
Fragrance of Shrine Kisses the devotees;
Devotees dance with delight.
Cuckoo sings delightfully;
Sun ray kisses the shrine gaily.
Mother’s altar is a brook of nectar;
Devotees drink, content their desire.
Devotees smile gaily;
Children play delightfully.
Moon beam kisses the shrine at night;
Mother penetrates rays of delight.
Laps sons affectionatively;
Poets derive Divine Bliss gaily.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Not Close
Where’s the kid? Kirkehuse
asks. She’s in bed, she’s sleeping,
Mother says. About time; never
knew a kid to yak so much. She’s just
a child. She’s a yakker and she talks
too much. Mother cuddles up close
to Kirkehuse on the sofa as he sips
his booze. You’re too soft with her;
she gets away with things. When I
was a kid I kept quiet and did as I
was told and if I didn’t my old man’d
make sure I knew what’d happen if
I didn’t, Kirkehuse says. Mother kisses
his stubbly cheek. I try, she mutters.
Well, you don’t try hard enough.
The kid just yaks and thinks she knows
things she doesn’t. Kirkehuse looks at
Mother’s head of hair. He kisses her.
And what was that about the history
lesson, eh? She thinks we don’t know
about the Kennedys? Mother pulls at
the hem of her dress; he sips his booze.
She’s just trying to show she’s good at school,
Mother says. Kirkehuse pulls a face.
If she were my kid she’d know her place.
poem by Terry Collett
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Tears Of The Sun
What eternal emptiness
Dances on the stage of time?
This shadow
Hanging over the one
Whose emerging breast
I gracefully kissed
Oh dearest Africa!
For you
The flapping fan of war
Lay on my forehead
Sorrow occupy my eyes
Driving out tears
These chameleon faces
Tear me to tears
All for Mother Earth’s relativity
Quest to subdue
The fire wood of this world
Oh the herb of forgiveness
Listen to the deep pause of Africa
Listen to her forgotten villages
Be not amazed oh Mother Earth
Over this riddle of existence
Be not amazed over Africa
Alas!
Life everlasting
Shall again spring
From her seed
poem by Happy Oyamenda Friday
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Mother In Law
(a. toussaint)
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law
The worst person I know
Mother in law, mother in law
She worries me so
Mother in law, mother in law
If she leaves us alone
We could have a happy home
Sent from down below
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law
Satan should be her name
Mother in law, mother in law
To me theyre about the same
Mother in law, mother in law
Everytime I open my mouth
Steps in trying to put me out
How could you stood so low
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law
Come home with my pay
Mother in law, mother in law
She asks me what I made
Mother in law, mother in law
She thinks her advice is a contribution
If she would leave that would be the solution
Dont come back no more
Mother in law, mother in law
Mother in law, mother in law....
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Bobby Knight told me this: 'There is nothing that a good defense cannot beat a better offense.' In other words a good offense wins.
quote by Dan Quayle
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Let’s Live and Love: to Lesbia
Let us live, my Lesbia, let us love,
and all the words of the old, and so moral,
may they be worth less than nothing to us!
Suns may set, and suns may rise again:
but when our brief light has set,
night is one long everlasting sleep.
Give me a thousand kisses, a hundred more,
another thousand, and another hundred,
and, when we’ve counted up the many thousands,
confuse them so as not to know them all,
so that no enemy may cast an evil eye,
by knowing that there were so many kisses.
poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Kisses blown are kisses wasted. Kisses aren't kisses unless they are tasted. Kisses spread germs and germs are hated. So kiss me baby I'm vaccinated.
Kiss It...
Kisses is
Not given
And taken....
Kisses is
Not for love -or
With a love...? !
Kisses is
Not making
For sin- not
Of sin's...!
Kisses is
Doing for
Not just too
Just...!
Making kisses
Will happpy
Fit for happy....!
With you and
Your's...
That is more
Importent for
Kisses...!
My kisses also
with you...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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