Forbearance is the root of quietness and assurance forever.
quote by Ieyasu Tokugawa
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The frost of the highest peak.
Always been here
In fact
With you
Entwining my name
Forever
With your many names
In the frost of the highest peak.
Unlocking all doors.
When I leave the evil forever
And I say ''Nevermore and never again''
Quietness comes and quietness passes off
It is hang in the air
Both in its own sense and in the opposite
Words around it
Like holes and stars.
Very much like a destiny and an undestiny song
When its sound is moved by the quietness
Into quietness
As a cry is moved by the wind
Into its eco
Forever
When hope.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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The Problem With God
The God Problem
Religions’ root
Is mans guest to live forever
Not only of flesh
But superior to other life forms
Spiritual and advanced
He seeks a deity
In his own vain image
Insist he’s right
Ready to kill for his icon
And askew timelessness
Will not accept
He’s no more than a weed
Or a dandelion
Forever seeking assurance
That life offers more than death
poem by Oskar Hansen
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And the work of righteousness shall be peace; and the effect of righteousness quietness and assurance for ever.
And the work of righteousness shall be peace and the effect of righteousness quietness and assurance for ever.
Chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Gary likes a girls tight black pants
Larry knows he doesnt stand a chance
Carl says hurry up and order it quick
Dave gets out to chase that chick
Dennis wonders whats under the hood
A big chrome tach and it sounds real good
I go down to the root beer stand
And drink up all that I can
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Brians still glued to the radio
Louies lookin out the rear window
Guys got around to orderin fries
But root beers my best buy
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Soothing graves
one thing about grave
about the cemetery that i like
they are all so real, real as death
and the people who come visiting
they come with their real self
laugh, smile or tears they are
all so reall, for there is no more need
to fake one's feeling, put on a face
everything is now known to the dead
or remains forever unknown
there is a quietness in the grave
and the cemetery that i like
it is the ingratiating quietness
that is so soothing to the soul
the calm acceptance of life
that to die is also a part of living
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Just love the Cemetery
one thing about grave
about the cemetery that i like
they are all so real, real as death
and the people who come visiting
they come with their real self
laugh, smile or tears they are
all so reall, for there is no more need
to fake one's feeling, put on a face
everything is now known to the dead
or remains forever unknown
there is a quietness in the grave
and the cemetery that i like
it is the ingratiating quietness
that is so soothing to the soul
the calm acceptance of life
that to die is also a part of living
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Destroyed Pride Of The Detroit Lions
The Detroit Lions' legacy is destroyed,
With them having the first season ever with no wins,
It seems like the players are gigantic babies,
And after many dismal seasons,
The Lions look like history,
With almost no fans at all,
People root against him,
Their starting college star quarterback plays like a kid,
It seems like they have lost to NFL history,
It seems like they are forever invisible,
And yet, I still root against them,
Because the Lions are a team that will be forever laughed at
Mutual forbearance and reciprocal concessions: thro' their agency the Union was established - the patriotic spirit from which they emanated will forever sustain it.
quote by Martin Van Buren
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In children’s glory
The root toils and takes pride in its crown.
The crown beams but gives no credit to the root.
Birds and animals all admire the crown
For the fruits and the shades they obtain.
They attach least importance to the root.
The root still sticks to the vanity of its pride
As parents take pride in children’s glory.
05.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Then
And in a time thats closer, life will be even bolder then.
Souls will be complicated, life will be consummated then.
Hearts will be brought together soon in our minds forever then.
As long as we see theres only us, who can change it;
Only us to rearrange it at the start of a new kind of day.
And in a time thats closer, life will be even bolder then.
Love is the only answer, hate is the root of cancer then.
Thoughts will be thought together, soon in our minds forever then.
Love is the only answer, hate is the root of cancer then.
Truth is just for the being and theres the sight for seeing then.
Thoughts will be brought together soon in our minds forever then.
As long as we see theres only us, who can change it;
Only us to rearrange it at the start of a new kind of day.
And in a time thats closer, life will be even bolder then.
Love is the only answer, hate is the root of cancer then.
Thoughts will be thought together, soon in our minds forever then.
song performed by by Yes
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Then
And in a time thats closer, life will be even bolder then.
Souls will be complicated, life will be consummated then.
Hearts will be brought together soon in our minds forever then.
As long as we see theres only us, who can change it;
Only us to rearrange it at the start of a new kind of day.
And in a time thats closer, life will be even bolder then.
Love is the only answer, hate is the root of cancer then.
Thoughts will be thought together, soon in our minds forever then.
Love is the only answer, hate is the root of cancer then.
Truth is just for the being and theres the sight for seeing then.
Thoughts will be brought together soon in our minds forever then.
As long as we see theres only us, who can change it;
Only us to rearrange it at the start of a new kind of day.
And in a time thats closer, life will be even bolder then.
Love is the only answer, hate is the root of cancer then.
Thoughts will be thought together, soon in our minds forever then.
song performed by by Yes
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Women’s Individuality
Spirit of woman is dearer to sons
Than to daughters; sons feel great
loss.
Women are root systems and men
Branches.
A root will not weep for the root of the
other.
26.06.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Roots and shoots to feed
Your phallus is the root tip.
Your brain is the shoot tip.
Legs- root laterals.
Hands- shoot laterals.
Torso is the stem.
Navel is the centre of equilibrium.
No shoot development
without root enrichment.
No root development
without shoot enrichment.
25.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Forever Man
(by jerry lynn williams)
How many times must I tell you babe,
How many bridges Ive got to cross?
How many times must I explain myself
Before I can talk to the boss,
fore I can talk to the boss?
How many times must I say I love you
Before you finally understand?
Wont you be my forever woman?
Ill try to be your forever man,
Try to be your forever man.
Second verse
Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Try to be your forever man.
Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Forever man, forever man, forever man.
Try to be your forever man.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Love Of Money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
She began running for the border and her life
Like the wind, straight into the terror of the night
And she survived, bargaining her body for their gold
In the end all she had to sell them was her soul
Thats the way it goes
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
We began reaching for the future like a dream
In a land where everything was free
Wordly men turned their profits into war
No one knows who were really fighting for
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Jabberwocky
Other than the slight ringing in my ears
The only other sound I hear is the
Computers low droning inner gears.
Monotonous sounds that drive me a
Little crazy at times; background noises
That become deafening after awhile
Especially sitting in quietness
Or rather semi-quietness. Still, I’ll
Never get used to these subtle noises.
I think, perhaps, I am a little mad
If that’s possible; I don’t hear voices
Like a bug-house lunatic, God forbad!
I must be nuts though, to sit here alone
Typing jabberwocky verses at home.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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We must learn not to disassociate the airy flower from the earthy root, for the flower that is cut off from its root fades, and its seeds are barren, whereas the root, secure in mother earth, can produce flower after flower and bring their fruit to maturity.
Only Three Days Away
Is it the quietness of midnight,
That people find it appropriate...
To honk a car horn to shock and disturb,
With a shouting to a closed window...
Of someone living just a few steps away.
To then have a loud conversation,
As to where they should meet for lunch...
When the weekend comes?
Is it the quietness of midnight,
That people find this appropriate to do?
Or should I ignore what is going on,
To get up to have a snack of popcorn?
And forget about sleeping.
With a making of my own plans,
For a weekend anticipated with such enthusiasm...
Only three days away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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