The garden is growth and change and that means loss as well as constant new treasures to make up for a few disasters.
quote by May Sarton
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Growth
Some things are certain; There is no growth without change,
No change without fear or loss, and no loss without pain;
Though, to you it may be unwelcome, and even strange-
Growth gifts a curative effect, and renders much gain;
Once we stop growing, we begin to wither,
Like a flower not provided sunshine or rain.
Ignorance brreds this refusal, yet lives not, hither;
I do not profess to know everything, nor would I deign-
So, why then would I refuse growth, when needed-
Why would I refuse the call for same, or leave it unheeded! ?
Pain is said to be 'weakness leaving the body'**-
Though loss may be tragic, fear is a myth that self-perpetuates;
Change may be good; when we see it as less odd, we
We may be more open to growth, and all it obviates!
poem by Maurice Harris
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The joy of life consists in the exercise of one's energies, continual growth, constant change, the enjoyment of every new experience. To stop means simply to die. The eternal mistake of mankind is to set up an attainable ideal.
quote by Aleister Crowley
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KYUSA: Change, Growth
timeless
change
growth
growth
change
no change,
no growth
no growth,
no change
feed to change
feed to growth
not sword
but the Word
rooted
in the Creator
rooted
for change
for growth
poem by Mugano S. Paul
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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Growth means change and change involves risk, stepping from the known to the unknown.
quote by George Shinn
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Loss means losing what was We want to change but we don't want to lose. Without time for loss, we don't have time for soul.
quote by James Hillman
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Growth is living
A fall too is growth.
Any change is growth.
Water to vapour is growth.
Water to ice is growth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Change
Happens,
all the time,
changes come
then changes,
change.
Change
means
something,
sad, exciting,
frightening.
Broken promises,
a loss of love,
divorce,
a loss.
New seasons,
snow in winter,
spring blossoms,
summer sun,
autumn harvests.
Dawn sunrises
Dusk sunsets
Birth, death,
growing
living, dying.
change is exciting,
new countries,
new lands,
new loves,
new wants,
the must have
moments, of our lives.
New creations, new words,
new stories, new poems,
new drama, new art.
new moments of enchantment.
New discoveries,
new worlds, new stars,
new moons, new planets,
Given time everything changes.
21-01-2008
poem by Bob Blackwell
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Barack o mama its Obama
What is hope, hope is when you believe, but who or what do you believe in, me I believe in Barack Obama, and what does his name mean the first name means Blessed, the second Hussien means handsome one, the third according to what I found means that when they were born the leg’s were bent. So that means his name is blessed handsome one who had there leg bent.
What is change, change is when you make something different, this type of change is a new beginning of a blessed handsome man who has changed America or who we all “HOPE” will Barack Obama will change healthcare, the economy, and much more.America will have a deep impact on the world and possibly the galaxy lets all “HOPE” for “CHANGE” in this economic crisis and the environment.
So I hope that he will do it all “o mama it’s Obama
poem by colin MacEachern
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What does music mean to me? I don't think I would really be much without it, without it coming through me. It's my means of communication, my means of growth, my means of transportation from one point in my life to another.
quote by Erykah Badu
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The clock is clicking
The clock is clicking
It is clicking to show just then
A time span of one second
Has become the past
The clock is clicking
Each click means a step
Towards your progress and growth
Optimistic wisdom says
The clock is clicking
Each click means a nail
Onto your coffin
Philosophical wisdom says
The clock is clicking
Each click means the arrival
Of a child in India
Population expert worries
The clock is clicking
Each click means the committal
Of a crime
Police personnel observes
The clock is clicking
Each click means a travel of 2.5 km
In space of the earth's surface
Astromer estimates
The clock is clicking
Each click means a change
In fortune of an individual
Astrologer announces
The clock is clicking
Each click means the admission
Of a heart patient
Health specialist heaves
The clock is clicking
Each click means the drain
Of my battery
The clock cries within
The clock is clicking
Let the clock be clicking
Let any one have his or her inkling
Let us be lively and kicking
Let nothing stop us becoming a king
The clock is clicking
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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(W – 2011) Laiku 244
Profit & Loss:
Profit for one means loss for another
So aiming to make undue profits is a grievous crime.
The Chronicles of Acid Part 2 Forgotten
Such a condemning word
People in herds use it all day
That is why I must say
My rhyme
Forgotten truly means so more much more
It means you've become one to abhor
It means you're not worth remembering
It means you're not worth loving
It means that you'll just fade when you die
Whether or not you do good and help your friends tie
Their ends and make them meet
With loss of memory they'll greet
You as a stranger
You who loved her
Because you're forgotten
Not remembered
Doesn't matter if you surrendered
And gave them everything, because now you're just a pen
Now you're just these words, just the memories you hold
The stories you told
Because all their memory of you
Is 'who? '
Cause now you're forgotten and that's even worse then 'Not Knowing'
poem by David Knox
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In human life, art may arise from almost any activity, and once it does so, it is launched on a long road of exploration, invention, freedom to the limits of extravagance, interference to the point of frustration, finally discipline, controlling constant change and growth.
quote by Susanne Langer
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Loss Of...
Loss it seems is the worst kind of sorrow
Loss of dreams, the dreams of tomorrow
Loss of the moments you two should have shared
Loss of opportunities to show her you cared
Loss of the memories you both could have created
Loss of the romance once intense as you dated
Loss of a kiss, caress, or embrace
Loss of that special feeling no one else can replace
Loss of a look, the twinkle in her eye
Loss of the touch as you pass each other by
Loss of a future, from a past of regret
Loss of a last chance, how many do you get
Loss of a promise you never meant to break
Loss of two hearts that forever will ache
(2012)
poem by Michael Ernst
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Comparing My School with Many Other Things
From the old color blue, UCC now turns green
Why do you think our school has to do that kind of changing?
Better services and facilities, are these what it means
Or does the school just wanna change the color without any innovation to bring?
Students of other school compared their school into a jail
A jail that once you were freed, you will never want to go back there;
Some also compared their school into a baby
Because baby needs attention, as well as you must focus on your studies.
Students of UCC where can you compare our school?
Are you being trained here or are you just becoming fool?
To know the significance of UCC turning to green
Let us first discuss what does this color means.
Green is the color of nature, growth and learning,
It also means health, self-respect and well being;
Green also symbolizes money
Balance, master of healer and also harmony.
If green means life then life is what UCC will offer,
Quality life that only through God who can give it over;
If green means growth, then our school will improve,
If green symbolizes learning, the school will give the best they can afford.
If you will ask me where can I compare this school?
I will compare it to a pie, cat, and salad, to a garbage truck and to prison;
Pie because it is good at first until you reached the crust
Same as with studying which feels good up to the last.
In prison you can't leave no matter how you try,
It's just the same with Unida, it takes so hard to say goodbye;
I can also compare UCC to a garbage truck
It smells, it is big and you can hear it from a mile away.
School is like salad, you have to put something to make it better
Just like with UCC, they are making improvement for a better
They started with its color, then to facilities and etcetera
So that UCC will be like a cat which never dies
All of these will happen to UCC if God will lead us by.
poem by Samhark Samonte
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Fear Of Change
set in your ways, no one wants.
the only thing constant is change. change is the one thing we can count on because change is inevitable. fear of change hinders us as a society.
fear of change makes us imoble and unable to accept change. progression is change.
fear change only when you stop changing. whithout change we cannot go forward.
Free Yourself and Let It Go
Deflated ego?
You think I say the things I do to you,
To deflate your ego?
I am hoping my assistance,
Helps you get rid of it.
And seeing no benefit in being limited.
And that's what your ego has done!
Made you believe you are number one.
And everything you do is correct.
Without a self examination...
Needed to allow you to live your best yet.
Deflated ego?
I may say some things to you that upsets.
I may even criticize something you do,
You accept as your best.
I might even attempt to strip,
That façade you charade.
Since it's your ego that has you 'tripped'...
When you see it for what it is,
You will realize your greatness has nothing to do with it.
In fact it is keeping you,
Inflated with bs and other nonsense.
Deflate your ego?
You think I do that,
From a threat I feel.
To diminish you in some way...
So I would have a greater appeal?
And deflating your ego would give me thrills?
You need to free yourself and let it go.
If you believe that keeping it,
Inspires a greater you with heights to reach!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Free yourself and let it go.
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
That ego you've got stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
Stunts your growth!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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