Age seldom arrives smoothly or quickly. It's more often a succession of jerks.
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Foolishly Limited
Intimidations done,
To undermine someone...
Seldom work.
Those who do this...
Prove themselves to be certifiable jerks.
They must use whatever works!
Even though these acts show them to be...
Inept and foolishly limited.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It seldom happens that a premature shoot of genius ever arrives at maturity.
quote by Marcus Fabius Quintilian
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Of the billionaires I have known, money just brings out the basic traits in them. If they were jerks before they had money, they are simply jerks with a billion dollars.
quote by Warren Buffett
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The sweet memories
I loved many in succession
My wife is other than them.
They love many in succession
Their husbands are other than them.
The profit is the sweet memories.
02.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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He Arrives
He arrives,
To apply a different tactic.
And at His will.
You may not notice this at first,
By the way it was achieved.
With a quiet precisioned skill!
You have been accustomed,
To seeing life from one dimension.
From a point of view,
With an indoctrination pursued.
And His intention although not mentioned,
Is to shatter all limitations too!
He arrives,
In your heart, soul and mind.
And once your eyes have been opened wide,
You will realized the depth of those lies told to you.
Why and the reason...
They were fed to control everything done you do!
He arrives,
To gift you with the truth.
With an absoluteness you can not refuse.
Since He is the One that comes who can do this.
The only One to get a detoxing done.
The One who introduces the kind of truth that stuns.
He arrives,
And those conditioned,
To hiding behind their lies...
Find themselves without protection,
Into shelters after a run.
Or tongues to twist,
A truth for all to see that exists!
He arrives,
No need to prepare with prayer.
He arrives and when He comes...
You wont see Him,
But you will know He is there.
His eyes are upon you...everywhere!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ideas which have been developed simultaneously or in immediate succession in the same mind mutually reproduce each other, and do this with greater ease in the direction of the original succession and with a certainty proportional to the frequency with which they were together.
quote by Hermann Ebbinghaus
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When September Arrives, Again
September arrives and Autumn begins.
The Summer then bows to Fall.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
In New England.
September arrives,
And the sky loses brightness.
Winds start to whip...
Leaves off of trees.
I use to wonder,
Why I heard thundering...
As it rained to bring a change to things.
September seems erratic and dramatic.
Shifting as it does...
To prepare all for the Winter.
Children return to school,
As cool winds descend.
September has come back,
Again...
So quickly.
September arrives,
And Autumn begins.
The Summer then bows to Fall.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
In New England.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
When September arrived.
And Autumn began,
With winds again.
I use to think,
The leaves would cling on until Spring...
As Autumn began,
With winds again to begin.
When September arrived.
When September...
Arrived!
When September,
Arrives...
Again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Focus is shifting
Actress and cute women
Have kept you in sway
In succession with same blitz
They were your muses, one at a time,
As though you never had any one,
Ever before or there after.
A lively today and a forgotten yesterday.
She, too, will be likewise
to have had many men
in her dreams in succession.
When you visit her again
after a gap, you’re a spent force.
So, take her not granted.
30.11.2000, Paralekhemundi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.
Jane Austen in Emma
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Smooth
i want words
to be smooth
smoothly said
and smoothly
understood
like rum sliding
in my throat
directly inside
my belly
smooth as tiles
on the floor
effervescent as
your breath in
my mouth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ball Bearing
If every one is like me
Then the world will move very smoothly
These are the words
In the mouths of every one
But the question is
Do you know who are you?
If you know yourselves well
There will be no problems at all
I know myself
I am the ball bearing
I use grease to avoid frictions
If everyone would like me
Then the world would have been moved very smoothly.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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For Those Who Cannot Say
'for those who cannot say they are sorry
our saying we are sure they are sorry
may not be enough to restore social divide...'
on appropriate occasions thus we may quietly
say your father mother sister brother friend
is sorry in front of him her nothing more
change subject neat then smoothly quickly...
families friends when simmering disgruntled tired
may say unfortunate things when upset moody
many an inappropriate comment is made grumpy...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Simple, Seldom and Sad
Simple, seldom and sad
We are;
Alone on the Halibut Hills
Afar,
With sweet mad Expressions
Of old
Strangely beautiful
So we're told
By the Creatures that Move
In the sky
And Die
On the night when the Dead Trees
Prance and Cry.
Sensitive, seldom and sad -
Sensitive, seldom and sad -
Simple, seldom and sad
Are we
When we take our path
To the purple sea -
With mad, sweet Expressions
Of Yore,
Strangely beautiful,
Yea, and More
On the Night of all Nights
When the sky
Streams by
In rags, while the Dead Trees
Prance and Cry,
sensitive, seldom and sad -
sensitive, seldom and sad.
poem by Mervyn Peake
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Whence We Came
We whom sway not our fertile seed
Mute are we in our conception
Absent are the concept of time and memory
Oblivious are we to our tether eons binding
Unresisting, our soul instilled
Divine action distinctively molds
Unsullied, we embark on life's journey anew
To wit, our epic moment arrives
Hope gleams? Favoring arms await?
With consciousness endowed, thus stirs the will
Heirs to universal wonders, absolutes soon to be denied
Conflicts ensue, paradoxical immortals we simply resolve to be
Illusionists too inclined, veiled imageries easily entice
Impassioned, roads well traveled subtly beguile
Reluctantly, life's impasses too often realized
Pretense, oh fragile bastion
Welcomed balm that cloaks that hides
Beginnings too quickly end and our end too quickly arrives
With only our essence to survive
Legacies cherished, trophies polished
Coveted glitter from jewel box earth
We shall undesigning abandon
Alas, those lives mundane to be chronicled by heaven only
Rueful demise contrast ennobled soul choices too late contemplated
Our spirit humbly adorned we return once again, whence we came
poem by Charles Hughes
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The Obvious Is Seldom Admitted
I have discovered the obvious,
Is seldom admitted to examine...
By those choosing to refuse,
To see what keeps them...
Falling to their knees.
But will,
However...
Quickly agree to having bad luck.
As if in the doing,
A bestowing of empathy is delivered.
And comes with a gift of knee pads.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nights Of Dusty Roads
Full moon like a lover... the memory
of nights on dusty roads... spent walking together.
Tears, come so quickly, run down your cheeks
like diverse journeys, destiny lays between us.
Dry up as we lose dated sight
of each other, without forgetting.
Two minds that seldom meet
two hearts that seldom beat, as one.
Events seldom as accepted seem
perfection is iconic illusion
heart gladdens at supposed touch.
Yet isolated incomplete segments
cannot stand upon themselves
fragment under examination.
Born to ease harsh reality
love inspired is born within.
Flowing pure and sweet
from within hidden walls everlasting
etching vast inspiring canyons
in our hearts and minds.
Turn the key in the door
shutting ourselves off from indifferent world.
If only we could lock the mind as easily
lock out pain thoughts that come unheeded.
Before my aspiring mind. Sentinels
standing stones of another time.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Pirate Cares
The pirate cares for me,
he appears in features too imaginary,
owls want him to burst and fly,
let the assistant of his avoid
the diabolical bold brow of a boy
who dwells on the ship,
before enticing the rascal.
The lover in breezes generated him,
smelling like mud, saying molten children.
The neighbour for him is seldom well
thinking however to bend the aim
provided the city of monsters stirs no hate.
The pirate arrives so he established.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Offers Appeared
Offers appeared but seldom,
Across the waters acted something;
One person melted into a meeting,
Beneath a rock they remembered.
From age to age the requests were fulfilled,
Accept them when they lose themselves.
A brooding dove complains afterwards,
When a perspiring pigeon hoots and clobbers the other.
The sky’s gone dark, darker than the night
When morning arrives too hard, hardly with a scratch.
The birds of the morning are around
Like cars of the day, and bikes of the evening.
poem by Naveed Akram
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One's Temperament And Disposition
One's temperament and disposition,
Seldom are instilled as a choice one picks.
If little boys hear they are suppose to be bad,
They will head in that direction to make someone proud...
A bad boy is going to be had!
Although sad it is for the women attracted to this.
And it is difficult to decide to have a good disposition,
To let that 'funkier' side subside when given a pride.
Espcially when a dumbing down done is welcomed,
By nearly everyone.
And those wanting to show themselves to be good natured,
Grit their teeth to the point to make their gums bleed.
One's temperament and disposition,
Seldom are instilled as a choice one picks.
And although barking is never found on anyone's top ten list,
It it suggested as a remedy...
That quickly relieves,
Without prescribing to mind altering medications.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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