In morals, truth is but little prized when it is a mere sentiment, and only attains its full value when realized in the world as fact.
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Diotima
'Diotima', I asked, 'what is truth? '
'Truth', she said, is the operation of logic welcomed by Sentiment so long as it upholds certain foregone conclusions.'
'Well, then, ' I continued, scratching my head', 'what is Sentiment? '
'Sentiment', she said, 'is the conviction of the majority that its conclusions have something to do with the truth.'
'Oh. Thanks.'
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Even as a coin attains its full value when it is spent, so life attains its supreme value when one knows how to forfeit it with grace when the time comes.
quote by Felix Marti-Ibanez
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Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
quote by Rabindranath Tagore
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The Way To Write The Truth
it is when you write the truth
that words become accurate,
they become so touching, and those who hear them
identify with them
in the most sentimental manner
perhaps because truth is a sentiment
something that strikes the heart rather than the mind
it is something so personal that someone does not even want to speak about it
again
it is not spoken because no words can take it from its clarity
every detail is an obvious and
intricate design
in fact there is a map there
that connects you and
the speaker & the other listener
over there
the bridge becomes so strong
that all men in all walks of life with their women
begin to cross
in silence but with the full understanding that this is it
it is us
sometimes i tell you that i am lying
that is the best truth that i can give you
for a while that the pain is not that strong
for fear that it crosses that path that leads to you
and then
i will be too unfair
to give it to all of you
like a Trojan horse
or the seeds of discord
it is when i write the truth
that i feel rested, because by then you will confirm what i feel
what i say, what i did not say that i feel
and then i become a part of you
and then i am not lonely anymore
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To My Very Dear Teacher , Dr Rubina Kamran
To some, Love is just mere words
To me it's a sentiment
A sentiment I get every time I look into your eyes
A sentiment I get when I realize you are my mentor
and when I need you most when needed comforting
You always found the time.
Your expressions were so soothing
Thank-you
For being there when I needed you most
For being my rock when I had no earth to stand
Thank you
For believing in me, even when I was misgiving myself
For being the one person I could confide in
For you my love is forever strong
never changing for all time...
when I need you most
No matter what, no matter where
You were always there to appease me
Thank you
for being with me my dear teacher
I am so proud to claim
I love you
Now and forever
poem by Dr Shamim ali
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Swimming, First Practice
I went really fast
I realized
Swimming is my sport
I realized
I just have
to work at
it
I realized
That's where I
belong
I'm not there
just
for friends
I'm there for the
sport
and the
pride
and
the competition
and the
element
of water
and
the fact that
It's part of
who I am
poem by Delphi Arbor
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The role of morals
Death and threat
Evaporate your morals.
Sex and lust
Drive away your morals.
Greed and hunger
Put to death your morals.
Teaching morals
Is an entertainment.
13.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Truth, The Lie And The Fact
The truth, the lie and the fact have met.
Let’s listen to their chat!
The truth told to the fact: Everyone lies.
The fact answered: Here is my advice:
Don’t be in a hurry with the conclusion
As everything in this world is an illusion.
The truth said:
Who will remember me?
Whose conscience will gnaw?
Will the lie accept a nondiscriminatory law?
It’s hard to tell the truth,
It’s easier to lie.
You have to forsooth,
Otherwise I’ll die.
The lie was near by listening.
What nonsense your are saying!
I am so important in man’s life.
I help in a strife.
The lie was graceful.
It was beautiful and playful.
It was not jealous but sweet,
So, darling it was, indeed!
From it’s sweet lips
The words flowed like the streamlets.
All those flattering words
Everyone took for the truth.
It lied without blush.
It tried everything to hush,
But so many men had problems
If the lie they welcomed.
People would like the lie to banish,
They would like the lie to vanish.
They would like it never be near,
Into their life to interfere.
And the lie has quickly decided
To make the union with the truth.
It was so nicely guided
By the cutest sleuth.
So, today the truth and the lie
Over the whole land fly.
Where is the truth? Where is the lie?
Can anyone tell if it’s so well?
The fact was left alone.
Only by God it was well known.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
April the 1st,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Studying New Maneuvers
Where is your prized horse?
The one that leads the pack,
Whenever I am on the track...
Just to practice.
Where is your prized horse?
The one you let loose to run the course.
To distract with an attraction,
To have me viewed by the others...
As the one to beat.
After you believe,
The releasing of your prized horse...
Should first be the one to wear me down.
Where is your prized horse?
The one that leads the pack,
Whenever I am on the track...
Just to practice.
Or have you come alone to take notes.
Get chummy and share a few jokes.
Believing I have an ego,
Unaware of every detail of my doing.
Where is your prized horse?
Studying new maneuvers,
To undo what comes natural to me?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ultimate Mystery
If dark matter and energy comprise
most of the universe
then most of what we see is
bounded by limitlessness-
most, is therefore unknown..
How profound
is this?
The suspicion grows
from hint to sentiment
that what we think of
as dead matter
might be alive.
If the Universe is expanding
and surely it is
then Big Bang Theory
might be simple growth.
The suspicion grows from hint
to sentiment
that dead matter is in fact alive.
If sub-atomic uncertainty
is true
and quantum physics says it is
we then must contemplate that
electrons
pop in and out of existence.
Here and not here;
In this world and not in this world.
A hint: multiple existences.
The air I breath
is ultimate mystery
for not only I
but it
must also be alive.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Want of love is a degree of callousness; for love is the perfection of consciousness. We do not love because we do not comprehend, or rather we do not comprehend because we do not love. For love is the ultimate meaning of everything around us. It is not a mere sentiment; it is truth; it is the joy that is at the root of all creation.
quote by Rabindranath Tagore
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The perception of truth
Fact exists, truth needs to be believed
My truth is important to me
I also understand that
Your truth is important, to you
My life is not just a single truth
But a village of many kinds of truth
The version you believe, may be different from mine
And both versions are true, to each of us
The duality of truth
Fights for resolution
And yet, coexists
Quietly, when it needs to
Funny concept this truth
Does fact indeed exist?
And do we really need,
To believe the truth?
Are both just empty shadows
We chase, to play our role
In a divine comedy
For an audience of one
poem by Anita Atina
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter V: Fact
A lie with no fact is an ego
A lie with some fact is an argument
A lie with all fact is a plagiarism
A fact with no lie is a truth
A fact with some lie is a gossip
A fact with all lie is a fiction
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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And it was at that point that I realized, in fact, our whole administration realized, that we could not rely on Metropolitan Edison for the kind of information we needed to make decisions.
quote by William Scranton
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Minds Affixed to Tricks
Yes...
'Your' world 'is' coming to an end.
In fact,
The fake make-uppedness of it...
Is on its way out,
Now!
With a big send off!
The mere pomp and circumstance of waste,
Has just a few days of a last perfromance.
Before the incredible enormous...
Poppycock of written nonsense becomes described,
Arrives to leave taxpayers holding the receipts paid...
For a taste of gigantic fraud.
Yes...
'Your' world 'is' coming to an end.
In fact,
The fake make-uppedness of it...
Is on its way out,
Now!
With a big send off!
And millions will be glued to a tube,
Probing every detail...
Of a fantasied reality craved,
While days, months and years...
Decades,
Have been excused away...
To have the thieving of truth debated,
As minds affixed to tricks are kept deluded.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What a World
What kind of world is this
This world I call my own
Were even a young child
Is afraid of going home
A world in which a man
Will take innocence from a child
Now their lives are lived in fear
The memories going wild
What kind of world is this
This world I call my own
Where you'll only be accepted
If your a f***ing clone
A world so full of s***
A world so full of lies
Can you spot the liars?
Can you see it in their eyes?
A world where self expression
Is pushed and made to fall
Despised and destroyed
To boost the egos of them all
A world where daddys hit
A world where mommys scream
Both killing their children
Killing their hopes killing their dreams
A world that makes you crazy
But does that make me insane?
A world thats without morals
A world thats without shame
A world that seems so dark
A world that seems so cold
A world that kills the young
A world that scars the old
A world that kills our hopes
Shoots them out of the sky
A world that kills us all
And makes us want to die.
poem by Jocelynn Halbauer
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Life for Lord
Lord,
You bring the world to me,
The world full of knowledge,
The world full of greatness,
The world full of winner,
The world full of miracle,
The world full of shit,
The world full of Satan,
The world full of faggot,
and maggot
I worshipped you,
I wish to steal your heart,
I wish to have you,
I wish to be you,
I wish to like you,
So nobody will hurt me,
and kill me,
I am one,
I am you,
No,
I am me,
I am still me,
From beginning until the end..
poem by Nur Jawahir Mat Jan
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An Ordinary Man
I am an ordinary man, humbled by an extraordinary beauty;
To celebrate my exalt with the world-my solemn duty!
A gifting only God's omnipotence could deliver;
A beauty causal to my heart's perpetual quiver-
Lo, my reverence for same doth gladden and inspire,
At long last, my heart and soul's mate-and true admire!
I no longer query its form, nor do I, its existence-
I simply revel and grow stronger, through its subsistence!
I am but a man, yet am witness to a Heavenly Truth-
Its verity is inescapably inspiring, you needn't sleuth;
Indubitably, all the world sings for her, in jubilation,
As they too, bear witness to my soul's celebration!
Mere lyric is bereft of sentiment, proper, but to say
I am a most fortuitous man, and am more so, every day!
Maurice Harris,25 February 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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A fact never went into partnership with a miracle. Truth scorns the assistance of wonders. A fact will fit every other fact in the universe, and that is how you can tell whether it is or is not a fact. A lie will not fit anything except another lie.
quote by Robert Green Ingersoll
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The World Is Full Of Idiots
the world is full of idiots: the dumbest you can find
the world is full of idiots: who never use their minds
the world is full of idiots: they drool upon themselves
the world is full of idiots: bodies gathering dust like unread books upon the shelves
the world is full of idiots: just like you and me
the world is full of idiots, as dumb as they can be!
the world is full of idiots: rageing war for fossil fuels
the world is full of idiots: when it is taught those who think: are just fools...