Everything I have in life comes from Knots Landing.
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The Knots
When a sweater is knitted,
The knots are gathered,
When the future is knitted,
The knots have to be removed,
When the knots are allowed to gather,
The future may not be clear to prosper,
When the knots are not uniformly arranged,
The sweater may not look elegant and chic,
But still serve the purpose, not as the future,
That is full of knots, yet to untangle,
To have the clear path without thorns,
Either well traveled or yet to be known,
Creating knots is fun at first,
Untie them is the task we do in future.
Those who know to tie the untie able knots,
Are victorious to the ones, who knows not,
Putting a permanent knot is the work of a feeble.
when we pull the thread of the sweaters,
we will be left with threads in pieces,
life without knots is meaningless,
life with full of knots is worthless.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Knots Landing is the best thing that ever happened to me.
quote by Ted Shackelford
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You know, when they called me about the role, I thought Knots Landing was a show about a houseboat with Andy Griffith!
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A lot of student directors used to pick other students to be in their graduate films, so. I ended up doing a couple of them just for fun. Eventually, I got an agent through a friend and I did some commercials; then I got Knots Landing.
quote by Brian Austin Green
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I had been doing plays in New York and on a whim we packed up and moved West, I started doing commercials and plays and guest star spots on TV and one thing led to another and I got Knots Landing.
quote by Joan Van Ark
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Human life is a continuous thread which each of us spins to his own pattern, rich and complex in meaning. There are no natural knots in it. Yet knots form, nearly always in adolescence.
quote by Henri Estienne
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A Knot
She was my lady
not;
She was my friend
not;
I reached out to her,
I reached out to her not not
and she reached out to me
not, not late one night.
she wasn't interested in me
not, not;
My roommate and she
were seeing each other
not not,
My stomach
knots.
Time to move on
not not;
Finishing this poem;
all tied in;
knots.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Crazy Crash Landing! !
Crazy crash landing
I was there n everyone was there excpt u
I was lost
It was painful for me
Just wanted u there
just Leav it n let it flow
Everythngs same
Nuthng has changd excpt u n me
Wht a breaking news
Crazy crash landing
I was there n everyone was there excpt u
I hav no words left to explain my pain
I'm gone with wind
Every second is full of trash
just Leav it n let it flow
Its crazy crash landing
poem by Somia Race
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Of Truths And Hoaxes
Spoofers have made issues so many times,
Of lunar landing as be-hoaxed by some,
And so, this mars landing it undermines,
As though, this too, would as doubtful become;
No more are space ventures promptly believed,
As mind wised up, not to be gypped by words,
With truth and farce similarly perceived,
When all would come from scheming media lords;
Conspiracies have made some lies look true,
But what of truths not to appear as lies,
Should men need band together for that too?
And this for mars landing also applies?
……When men once thought that sun moves around Earth,
……Hell was to say that sun fills center berth.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Death Redefined
DEATH REDEFINED
esspeecee …02.10.04.
I love life
To adore death,
I buy life
To earn death.
I burn life
To illuminate death,
I spend life
To glut death.
I lend ‘life-warmth’
Thro’ cremation,
I enliven life
Thro’ termination.
Why?
Verily life is –
Nonexistent, accident,
Dream, nightmare,
Event: Crash landing.
Death is reality show
Phenomenon, wakefulnes,
Courageous, eventuality
Event: Safe landing.
Life is
A labyrinth: Like blind lane
Omnibus: One-Way-Trafficking.
Life: Unguided missile,
Death: Guided missile.
Death is:
Open avenue, esplanade
No traffic rule,
No ‘no-entry-board’
All are welcomed
No red eyed law of modernity.
Death: Kingdom of –
All fulfillments. Joys,
Frank optimisms,
Unalloyed grief,
Unblemished despair.
Ye, Death I embrace your
Magnanimous, majestic splendor.
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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Under the flamboyant Judas Tree
In my knotty dream I asked him; 'Are you Judas Iscariot who betrayed the Christ? '
He became silent and offered me a Tightrope.
I said ' I was a sailor.'
'That I know; You must have a thorough knowledge of knots.'
'Fairly Sir.'
'Then show me the Running Bowline which I used to hanged myself and you resemble my brother James.'
This nightmare could be an Omen.
Our few relatives live among us here and once a threat to our lives.
I think of my poor Mom's advise of bad dreams.
'Hey! My loving children as soon as you wake up go to a faucet
And open it, evil runs as water flows when you think of the nightmare.'
* The Buddha analyzed Life is full of knots, inside as same as outside, when you loosen one then turns into another knot.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Your Love Knots
Your love
knots
are tied
around
my heart.
Holding me
securely
under their
spell.
Threads of
gold and
silver
have spun
a lovely
web.
Attaching
themselves
to my heart
strings.
refusing to
let go.
leaving'my
heart tied
with your
love knots.
poem by Heather Burns
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We learn the rope of life by untying its knots.
quote by Jean Toomer
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Birds Live Peacefully
Birds, birds everywhere
flying through the sky without a care.
Reminding us how graceful life can be
as they fly from tree to tree.
Singing so very happily.
Singing songs of love and light
flying gracefully with delight.
Landing on their claws outstretched
landing in their straw filled nests.
Feeding their offspring worms from dirt
protecting them so they don't get hurt.
Pushing them to leave the nest
so they can fly like all the rest.
Flying high and flying low
they will be like their parents on the go.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on June 18,2012
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Birds Bring Beauty
Birds, birds everywhere
flying through the sky without a care.
Reminding us how graceful life can be
as they fly from tree to tree.
Singing so very happily.
Singing songs of love and light
flying gracefully with delight.
Landing on their claws outstretched
landing in their straw filled nests.
Feeding their offspring worms from dirt
protecting them so they don't get hurt.
Pushing them to leave the nest
so they can fly like all the rest.
Flying high and flying low
they will be like their parents on the go.
Writenn by Christina Sunrise on June 18,2012
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Les Roses de Sâdi
This morning I vowed I would bring thee my roses,
They were thrust in the band that my bodice encloses;
But the breast-knots were broken, the roses went free.
The breast-knots were broken; the roses together
Floated forth on the wings of the wind and the weather,
And they drifted afar down the streams of the sea.
And the sea was as red as when sunset uncloses;
But my raiment is sweet from the scent of the roses,
Thou shalt know, love, how fragrant a memory can be.
poem by Andrew Lang
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Scribbling Some Lines
scribbling some lines
forms of escape from
traps and grills
lines that give us wings
to fly
lines that give us claws
to defend ourselves
lines that shall make
us understand
what knots are there
that we cannot untangle
but sometimes i go within
and inside myself
i say: what for? does understanding
untie the knots that entangle us?
my friend, there is no need
to understand
no amount of understanding
can set us free
just go, walk, and talk
and take your time
comfort yourself with
a little drink
a little smile
a little rest
a little of everything
for soon
just like anything
everything puffs out
and becomes
over.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sometime Sometimes
on a hammock mid noon
you watch a bird's feather fall from the tree
where a nest just let go
two birds,
takes time to land
and you concentrate on the falling
until softly
it lands on a gray rock just beside
the house
sometime
you thinks about sometimes
that light feeling of not being you
you don't know what is it
it sinks in your mind like
a word that you cannot forget
because it is so easy
and yet you misspell it
it is an error of flight
and grossly an error of a bad landing
you close your eyes against the light
and what you see is
as expected
all red
you imagine sunset at mid noon
you imagine the end of life
at the midst of vibrant feeling
what a waste! how times passed so fast...
how many more are like you
daydreaming on a hammock
dreaming about the feather softly landing on the rock portion
of your soul
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Robes Which Bind
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed and old
the are made filthy and washed by rain
the storms of times passing
the knots like fists cling tightly
while cracks and holes do nothing
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed
weathered, worn, abused and cut
still, still they hold on regardless
like an indomitable spirit
those fist knots, those woven strands
anchor the soul to the earth
as though life itself depends
the day, the night the heavens above
names of faultless graces written
upon the fabricated strands
perhaps those of the fates themselves
the ropes which bind the human soul
to the mortal earth are frayed and old
but still, still they hold
poem by Matthew Holloway
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We Walk
Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall
Take oasis, marats bathing
We walk through the wood we walk
Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall
Take oasis, marats bathing
We walk through the woods we walk
Take oasis take oasis take oasis take oasis
Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall
Take oasis, marats bathing
We walk through the world we walk
Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall
Take oasis, marats bathing
Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall
Take oasis, marats bathing
Up the stairs to the landing, up the stairs into the hall
Into the hall
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