We forget that the water cycle and the life cycle are one.
quote by Jacques Yves Cousteau
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The Never-ending Cycle
Time is a never-ending cycle
in this life of ours.
It moves with quick rapidity
in our pleasurable hours.
It drags along in slowed down seconds
and takes away our powers.
It amuses and it bruises
and repeats its same old scene.
We quicken with laughter and ache with tears
and wonder 'What does this mean? '
The question is ingrained in us
in a cycle that's never ending.
The only answer I can find
is the cycle is mind-bending.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Be Happy
be happy
nothing is permanent
no one is permanently rich
no one is permanently poor
it is the cycle
that governs the fates of us all
destinies
and change
and rotation of the axis
of this earth
it is the circle
that keeps us alive
so be happy
now you may be sad
and down and
feeling hopeless
just wait
the cycle of life comes
to save you
just wait
the cycle of death too comes
to give you rest
it is the circle
not the flatness
that gives us happiness
be glad
nothing is permanent
the changes come
and you shall
have it
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Slant
the slant
a building settling around me
my figure female framed crookedly
in the threshold
of the room
door scraping floorboards
with every opening
carving a rough history
of bedroom scenes
the plot hard to follow
the text obscured
in the fields of sheets
slowly gathering the stains
of seasons spent lying there
red and brown
like leaves fallen
the colors of an eternal cycle
fading with the
wash cycle
and the rinse cycle
again an unfamiliar smell
like my name misspelled
or misspoken
a cycle broken
the sound of them strong
stalking talking about their prey
like the way hammer meets nail
pounding
song performed by by Ani DiFranco from Ani DiFranco
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It may part of a one way evolution... or it may be we are currently on the downside of an innocence cycle where one day, with an up cycle, sweet will be entertaining again.
quote by Christopher Knight
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If the first lady is concerned about this Internet cycle, what would she have done during the heyday when there was 12, 13 editions of a paper in one day? What would she have done with that news cycle?
quote by Matt Drudge
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Road
Bye cycle
Walking...
Moter cycle
Running...
Car
Swimming...
Trees and
Bulding only
Standing...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Life Is A Circle.
It isa circle, from birth
To death ending up in cries,
Of arrival and departure,
The soul may even go round
In cirle frm deat to birth
In another for the cycle
to continue as believed
In the eadt as per
Our deeds entering
The cycle like animnals,
Birds, other beings,
Keeping the soul in tact,
So we must be careful
As per the myth to do
Good deeds only,
To rebirth again as humans,
Though to be battered
By our own emotions,
And suffer through human life cycle.
Ravikiran Arakkal
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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Sunday Cycle Rides
Quite often, on a Sunday morning,
Dad and I would take a cycle ride.
Up the steep hills, we would struggle,
But, down them, we would glide.
We’d cycle to villages like Monxton,
Abbott’s Ann and St Mary Bourne.
We’d pass fields of lowing cattle,
As well as fields of golden corn.
Once, as we were passing some sheep,
I gently applied my brakes and stopped.
I stood watching the cute little lambs,
As they leapt, and jumped, and hopped.
We would cycle along the back roads,
And whiz along winding, country lanes.
I felt happy enough when the sun was out,
But not so much so, when it began to rain.
Along the roads, we’d pass babbling brooks,
And horses with rhythmic clip-clopping hooves.
We’d pass village greens with duck ponds,
And pretty little cottages with thatched roofs.
But our cycle rides abruptly came to an end,
When, one day, my Dad suddenly died.
Nowadays, I don’t even own a bicycle,
But I really miss our Sunday cycle rides.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Un-Forgiveness (Break The Cycle)
It's a never ending cycle
That stems from generation to generation
The small child cringes
As he listens to the parents argue
That same child runs in fear
Afraid to get more bruising from his dad
Then you see him crying in shame
As his father yells how useless he is
Then it starts all over again each and everyday
He grows up thinking oh yeah I am a man
My father taught me well
Now I can be a man
He now has children of his own
Whom he beats up every day
He now has children of his is own
Whom he yells and screams at
Just like his dad
He now has a wife
Whom he argues with every single day
She hides from the world
Behind sunglasses of her shame
The cycle is never ending
When can you make it end?
First thing is accepting
The mistakes you made in life
Then it's mending bridges
That will heal the family right
How can a person learn to forgive?
If you cannot let go of past sins
The hardest part of all
Is to stand your meager ground
Let it be known and heard
You no longer bow to the cycle of shame
Let it be known and heard
You broke the cycle of shame for life
poem by Kaila George
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At the top of the cycle you write policies for everybody, no matter how bad, and at the bottom you cancel everybody, no matter how good. It's a manic-depressive cycle.
quote by Robert Hunter
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From fresh jade to jade
cycle spins cycle onwards
till perceptions fade.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (24 October 2006)
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Always Fades
Life is just a depressing cycle
Nobody is good in this life
Nothing as truth, even exists
Everything and everyone is fake, even me
To be hated I am
To be not trusted is anyone.
Will never trust, anyone ever again
Trusting others, is the biggest mistake which I have done
Never, did I ever realize, how alone I am?
I am really so disliked
Had no idea about it, although I have realized now
This depressing cycle of life is about hate and no love
Only thing which ever remains is hate, since love always fades.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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My Car
I love my
Car...
My car...
Is only
Two weels...
No want petrole...
No want Bio- gas...
Two member only
Travel my car...
Every wear...
Every side...
My car move and move...
Run and run...
with my leg speed...
I was play my car...
Each every day...
Another's called my car name
Was cycle...
I was lovengely calling car...
Yes...
Cycle is my car...
What is your car...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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It Aint Like That
There I was, laid out on a table
Screamin sweat and bare feet to the floor
In my life, Id not soften
Things that cut, and burn so often
But I sit, think of somethin
Scared to face, the dyin nothin
See the cycle Ive waited for
It aint like that anymore
Where I go is when I feel Im able
How I fight is why Im feelin sore
In my sight, not forgotten
Feel as though, a tooth were rotten
Behind the smile, a tongue thats slippin
Buzzards cry, when flesh is rippin
See the cycle Ive waited for
It aint like that anymore
Here I sit writing on the paper
Trying to think of words you cant ignore
In my eyes, what Im lacking
Score at face, a ten for slacking
Sign the deal, set in motion
Smaller fish, so huge the ocean
See the cycle Ive waited for
It aint like that anymore
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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The electric fan rotates
The electric fan rotates
The wheels of the cycle rotate
The sun and the moon rotate
The planets rotate
Do all of them symbolise the same thing
Is the wheel of the cycle a dharmachakra
Do these whirlings and wheelings add to the music of the spheres
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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My main efforts focussed on trying to identify the rate controlling steps during the cell cycle. Crucial for this analysis were wee mutants that were advanced prematurely through the cell cycle and so divided at a reduced cell size.
quote by Paul Nurse
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Find a moments peace
To see the cycle,
one observes the rose,
whose roots suck on,
though all the petals fall,
nourishing seeds and death,
and then recall-
with purpose no philosophies
disclose.
Like man, from planted seed
the rose is born,
then thrusts about
for water, sun, and air,
essences which, before the rose,
were there,
but which it claims
with sharp and savage thorn.
It pricks against the world,
unknowing, blind,
even the vital bee
and scavenging ant,
set against all
except the mother plant,
indifferent to love
and to the cruel or kind.
The purpose of the rose
is only, then,
to grow and die,
and out of death to come
prepatterned cycle,
back to life again,
a pointless round,
from bloom to seed to bloom.
And yet, beyond the cycle,
gentle eyes
look at the rose
and find a moment's peace,
a dream of love
and kindliness, surcease
from hate and greed
and from the covering lies.
Savage and saveged,
with thorns no rose has grown,
man also breeds,
simply so he may die
for reasons which to him
are as unknown
as to the rose,
though he may wonder why-
Which gives one hope
within the encircling doubt
of purposes
one does not know about.
poem by Daniel Artemas Harmon
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Work - the cycle
Wake, work, home, eat sleep
This cycle keeps on and on
As the time it takes is so long
Wake, work, home, eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
This cycle don’t seem at all to end
All your life in work you seem to spend
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
You start to see your life is slipping away
As people no longer around you stay
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
I’m surprised now I’m even getting time to eat
It would be bliss to stop rest my feet
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
You doing so many hours you feel ill
And you keep doing the cycle still
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
People bosses customers just keep adding more
You start to long for sleep and to snore
Wake work home eat sleep
Wake work home eat sleep
Something drastic happens the cycle breaks
And that all that it really takes
Wake work home eat sleep no more., ….
The forces going on in the society are not things the media can prevent or change. But we can and should help understand this crisis and warn against false solutions. If feelings are trumping arguments — the pun is fully intended — it doesn’t mean that arguments don’t still have to be made. It may not win the news cycle. It may not even win this election cycle. But it’s a critical task.
quote by Andrew Sullivan
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Season Cycle
Season cycle moving round and round
Pushing life up from a cold dead ground
Its growing green
Its growing green, well
Darling dont you ever stop to wonder
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
bout the baby and its umbilical
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Summer chased by autumn
Autumn chased by winter
Season cycle go from death to life
Winter chased by springtime
Bring a harvest or a man his wife
Springtimes turning
Its growing green
Its growing green, well
Darling, dont you ever sit and ponder
Darling did you ever think
About the building of the hills a yonder
All this life stuffs closely linked
Where were going in this verdant spiral
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Round and round and round and round
I really get confused on who would make all this
Is there a God in heaven
Everybody says join our religion get to heaven
I say no thanks why bless my soul
Im already there!
Autumn is royal
As spring is clown
But to repaint summer
Theyre closing winter down
Darling dont you ever stop to wonder
Darling did you ever think
About the clouds about the hail and thunder
All this life stuffs closely linked
About the baby and its umbilical
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
Season cycle
Darling, dont you ever sit and ponder
Darling did you ever think
About the building of the hills a yonder
All this life stuffs closely linked
Where were going in the verdant spiral
Whos pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
song performed by by Xtc
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