All men have one entrance into life, and the like going out.
quote by Solomon Ibn Gabirol
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for John on his first frustration
let me draw you a house
with an entrance gate
leading to an entrance
door and some windows
to let in air.
just that, there will be no
exit doors, no exit gate,
all the windows open,
not designed to close,
that precisely is success
and failure.
there is a sense of
entrance triumphant
ditto an exit for some
ordinary and even
inevitable failures of
our lives.
the windows are some
of our other options, we
let in air to breathe
for a while. we must.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Son Of My Sorrow
Son of my sorrow!
Why do you have to cry?
For a woman gave you to me at the entrance of her well;
But, as a river ages, it wears away its banks by erosion.
The hope of tomorrow!
Why should i have to cry when i do have my vision?
For a woman gave him to me at the entrance of her well;
But, as a man ages, he becomes very old to meet death,
And, no man has ever seen the dinosaur!
Life is like the snow white and the seven dwarfs,
But people make promises and break them as well;
And like a message froma teacher to the students,
But, many written books have deceived many in this world!
And, this woman and her son will always be remembered.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nancy
I am at the entrance of the valley of love,
But whose daughter is this girl? !
I am the entrance of love with a joyful song of flute and tambourines,
But i do love her like myself.
Oh Nancy, love and kindness will lead you everywhere!
And, understanding and patience will always lead you too.
Nancy, you are the only forest on top of this mountain;
And anywhere in the world we will swing on this love forever.
The message of love is what i bring to you and,
Somewhere in this forest is your sweet love hidden;
For your love is like an alloted time to me.
I am at the entrance of your sweet love and,
I will not shoot anyone in this forest;
For this sweet love is all that i have between you and i.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Does Not Apply To Them
Sometimes I wonder
if some drivers can read or not
when it comes to parking in a parking lot.
They ignore the one way system,
the entrance and exits signs
when they want to park their posh new cars.
If you point out their mistake,
they become quite indignant
as if that does not apply to them.
They feel they have the right
to do just as they please
and use the exit instead of the entrance
forgetting everyone else
who may have been
in front of them in the queue.
4 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Undued
You can not live your life,
Doing unto others...
Believing your life lived,
Will be done 'undued'.
You are going to pay!
And when that time comes...
It 'will' certainly be due!
Regardless of how you hold that map held,
Or the gate you choose to go through...
Upon your entrance into the amusement park,
You've been told...
You can do as you please,
And to 'whom' you do it to!
Believing your life lived,
Will be done 'undued'.
Oh no!
You are going to pay!
And when that time comes...
It 'will' certainly be due!
Regardless,
Of how you hold that map held,
Or the gate you choose to go through...
Upon your entrance into the amusement park,
You've been told...
You can do as you please,
And to 'whom' you do it to!
You are going to pay...
For the price to ride.
From places you blindside...
Or choose to hide.
Whomever or 'whatever' it is,
'You' may select to 'do'...
You,
Will 'not' be doing it...
Undued!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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No cure for virus
Entrance by loyalty
Will breed dishonesty.
Entrance by bribery
Will breed inefficiency.
Loyalty and bribery
Creeping into judiciary
And all ministry,
Virus cripples democracy.
No prosperity can cure it.
05.11.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Animal Awareness
I had a man
Stand on a point
And look out into a void
Framed by the outline of himself.
The point was at the entrance to a cave.
The entrance,
Shaped like him, legs akimbo,
Each arm outstretched to the side,
Resembled a five-legged star,
The point, the lowest crotch of the star.
To relieve the white of the void,
Behind the entrance to the cave
I painted five conical pines
The apex of each at a crotch of the legs of the star.
The void became a sky
Above the peaks of the pines.
Further back inside the cave
I drew a geometrical detail
Of a beetle's fabulous wing,
and another of such obscurity
I was buried in the part
Unsure of knowing the whole.
What's more,
I was without a need to know
What lies BEYOND the whole,
or lies beyond the HOLE.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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As to the presidency, the two happiest days of my life were those of my entrance upon the office and my surrender of it.
quote by Martin Van Buren
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As we had no part of our will on our entrance into this life, we should not presume to any on our leaving it, but soberly learn to will which He wills.
quote by William Drummond
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Ashleigh Rising
and out of the sombre light
a quiet entrance he makes-
a poet in whom life is not so much delight
as it is the unfolding of self amid the pain.
poem by Frederick Kesner
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It’s the forth day
It’s the forth day
that I am at my new work
and the elevator is broken
just like my life
And I have to walk
to another entrance
The people are friendly,
but it’s a hell of a thing
to have only a contract
for a month.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Enrich My Heart
Play me a great symphony to enrich my heart,
Perform a concerto, to entrance me, please,
This music, so uplifting, always make it a big part
Of your life. Embrace the melody with ease.
Listen with depth to the harmony, which it brings,
Such rhythm will always weave around your day.
The volume of sound, in your mind, forever sings,
And the orchestration bears your cares away.
Dream slowly along, with those gentle tunes, which float,
Soothing your intense and trying world,
Drifting so softly, relaxing down with every note,
Thus letting your very essence, become unfurled.
Play me a great symphony to enrich my heart,
Perform a concerto, to entrance me, please,
Then I'll feel forever, the refrain within me start,
When I hear the euphony exuding from piano keys.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Dead and Living
Dead are those sentences of death,
Finding a life is too good and short,
Feeling me is like feeling everything.
Dead leaves are grown first by trees,
The fierce winds are subjugating
The tree, flower and plant.
Life carries the meaning we give to life,
Living is suitable only for a time,
Love him over a tablet taken on time.
Go to the entrance of life and all it entails,
For to judge the lord and lady is a must
For those who read the papers.
poem by Naveed Akram
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An Angel
An Angel…Or?
I knew as soon s she came in she was from
a place I hadn’t been… before. She was silent.
sat down and began some embroidery work,
a silk dress for a delightful nuptial.
By the entrance to a house we stood kissing,
the door was black as the entrance to hell,
and the ground was white as snow…her eyes
bottomless green, flickered in desire.
Search light, we had been caught in the glare
unbecoming lust, and ran to a bus shelter.
Silent rain like tears, knew I had to run away,
she wanted me to take the lift heavenward.
The elevator out of order, and her face was
lost in a miasma of the unremembered.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Catch The Man
Catch the man who escapes for something,
His entrance to the jaws of life conveys nothing;
Might and power betrays the worker in outer life,
Mastered knowledge is the reality.
Caught in the act, a dog and man are the same,
The thief surpasses a butcher, but does the thief
Also butcher the one who is in his way,
The one in the way of success and prosperous conversation?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Shaalabbin
Their vines are like the vines of Sodom and,
Their fields are like the fields of Gomorrah!
But try to learn from this muse if,
You are a woman who has not slept with a man before.
Their wine is like the dragon's poison and,
Their drink is like the venom of asps!
But do learn from this muse if only if,
You are girl who has not slept with a man before.
The water of purificationis not far from us,
And like the chariots and the horsemen around;
But life is always like the form of a female sheep.
You came and made love to me and never came back again,
But try to listen to the echoes of my voice oh world;
Because i am from the entrance of Alaska and,
My name is Shaalabbin.
She must be relieving herslf in the inner room,
For she is an exceptionally fat woman;
And i am sitting in my private chamber of love waiting.
I am waiting for my lover and my name is Shaalabbin,
But you are the left-handed man with the double-edged sword;
So come and show me the entrance of the city of love if only,
You care for me like the joyful nudes of beautiful women
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lady Death
They question-
The existence of lady death again
The spectacular fools!
They cannont see that life is but a mere mirage
Visible in the desert of time
Guarding the entrance of her domain
poem by Humna Hamid
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Music, verily, is the mediator between intellectual and sensuous life... the one incorporeal entrance into the higher world of knowledge which comprehends mankind but which mankind cannot comprehend.
quote by Ludwig van Beethoven
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Sibling Rivalry
Petunia was a pretty pig
though rather small she was not big
But she could sing and she could dance
and she did both at every chance
Her Sire thought it infra dig
Although she was quite undersized
No one could fail to be surprised
To see such talents in a swine
her sense of timing was divine.
The tricky steps which she devised.
Were praised by all who saw her dance
Her audience she would entrance.
Her talents caused disharmony
arousing sibling jealousy.
So much she was denied entrance.
To the comfort of the stye.
Petunia knew the reason why.
She showed them that she did not care
for she was welcomed everywhere
to dance and sing. Ecstatically.
26/06/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Door
The door for in
The door for out
The same way right
Occupied life
The position points
Before the door
In or out
Sometimes entrance
Is to the exit
Before the eyes of mirror
Go with where ever
Same key
To close and open
poem by Udaya R. Tennakoon
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