Mortal
He won't hug me
If I cry for
Someone else.
He won't hug me
If I decline him sex.
I thought his love
Overflowed with
Selflessness…
How can it be?
A mortal can
Never be
Devoid of
Selfishness.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Mother
Is becoming
A mother,
Selfish or
Selfless?
Selflessness
Is the way
In which
You serve
Your child.
Duty comes
First. Served
With love.
Selfishness
Is when you
Want to have
The pleasure
Of becoming
A mother,
Despite knowing
That this world is
Full of suffering,
Yet you want
To usher in…
Another human
Being who also
Gets trapped -
In this vortex of
Diurnal living…
(Poem themed on Self)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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There Is Race
Of no racism
Nor tribalism
Of no disrespect
And reject
Of no fears
Nor tears
Of no hate
Nor hurt
Of no flood
Nor blood
Of no rivalry
Nor slavery
Of no poverty
With no liberty
Of no war
Away from peace
Of no selfishness
Beyond selflessness
There is a race we must run
In is all in here below the sun
The is race we must run
It will be outstanding until it gets done
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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Mortal Love
mortality does
not ask for love eternal
mortal love
cannot outlive eternity’s edge
to an infinite span
mortal love
does not ask forever
never
mortal love
makes lies, makes changes,
twists and turns
mortal love is simple
like a dimple
one tongue
to one earthly word
nope
may do
may say something else
It is only asking
That you love
One day at a time
With all allowance for change
For a wider space
Leeways
Choices
Mortal love is free
frivolous
this love of mine
Today is just enough
mortal
And so rightly deserved
A mortal like me
Also bleeds
Weeds filled
No promises, just a hug, an embrace
And
A kiss, then could be, goodbye.
Because mortal love
Dies, like a wind passing by
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Il Sogno
To love in a way that is extraordinary takes courage, takes selflessness, and strength.
To believe in something that everyone says is impossible.
To fight for the one thing that makes your heart pound inside of your chest and makes life worth living.
To erase from your mind the stigmas, labels, judgments, and discrimination of those who's minds and hearts have yet to know what love truly is.
And to become more than you ever thought or imagined you could be, to be transformed in a way that you never thought imaginable, by THE ONE you never thought you would meet.
to understand that to love and be loved is a gift and something worth cherishing. To protect and respect it. To conserve it and nourish it, to own it in every moment of every day.
You and Her, Her and You.
Simply the DREAM.
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Love In Decline
Love in decline
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, will jennings
1984
Left one in the drizzlin rain
Found one on the mornin plane
Layin out his well-known line
Bought her some gin - that did her in
Now their makin love behind the occupied sing
Chorus:
Just a livin example of love in decline
Lookin so hard and so little time
Goin ninety to nothin and flyin stone blind
Just a livin example of love in decline
Miyama hotel disco bar
He asks if shes a movie star
Her eyes light up theyre going far
No time for a room - it happened too soon
Now theyre makin love in her rent-a-car
Chorus:
Thats just another example of love in decline
Lookin so hard and so little time
Goin ninety to nothin and flyin stone blind
Just a livin example of love in decline
Red-eyed on a midnight flight
Hes a little tired but she looks just right
He asks for dark so she hits the light
Engines whine - seats recline
Theyre makin love till the mornin light
Chorus:
Just a shinin example of love in decline
Lookin so hard and so little time
Goin ninety to nothin and flyin stone blind
Just a livin example of love in decline
Just a livin example of love in decline
Just a livin example of love in decline
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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With God, all Things are Possible!
Saul to Paul;
Riches to rags;
Hate to love;
Darkness to light;
King to pauper;
Tyrant to peace-lover;
Oppressor to protector;
Fisherman to apostle;
Sinner to saint;
Atheist to believer;
Violence to peaceful;
Sickness to health;
Possessed to freed;
Enslaved to freedom;
Unclean to cleansed;
Dead to live again;
Selfishness to selflessness;
Love of world to love of God;
Earthliness to divinity;
Non-Christian to Christian;
Worldliness to spirituality;
Laziness to diligence;
Unworthy to worthy;
Sinfulness to repentance;
Sinful soul to purity;
Evil-hearted to Godliness;
Far from God to Maker’s embrace;
Hell-bound to Heavenly gaze!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 13-09-10
poem by John Celes
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Second Death
'All praise be yours, my Lord, through Sister Death,
From whose embrace no mortal can escape.
Woe to those who die in mortal sin!
Happy those she finds doing your will!
The second death can do them no harm.'
from The Canticle of the Creatures, by St. Francis of Assisi
In the darkness of noon
proud souls decline
from glittering heights
to October's stark truth.
Sacred fire ignites
their hopeless, sad flight
into sin and self-
separation.
poem by Steven Federle
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Highly Inflammable
Highly inflammable
Waiting to explode
Neurotic tensions
Risen overflowed
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
Influenced by the fashion pages
Influenced by other's phrases
It ain't hip if you are retro
You're a pseudo quasi intellectual
Supreme equality
We used to compete
The right to decide
Is denied to the sheep
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Highly Inflammable
Highly inflammable
Waiting to explode
Neurotic tensions
Risen overflowed
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
Influenced by the fashion pages
Influenced by other's phrases
It ain't hip if you are retro
You're a pseudo quasi intellectual
Supreme equality
We used to compete
The right to decide
Is denied to the sheep
You thought I was a woman
I thought you were a man
But I was Tinkerbell
And you were Peter Pan
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Love It or Leave It
Love It Or Leave It
Date: February 2,2011
Come to me forever, love
Or entice me, nevermore
There is no in-between, my dear
The ocean meets the shore
I forsake the useless drivel
If barren of your desire
And decline the bone dry kisses
From lips devoid of fire
I shan't extend a tender hand
When thy heart in greed must hide
Nor will I lie beneath your weight
When my heart is denied
I'll ignore the whispering winds
When smoke obscures my view
And nevermore to search in vain
For stars that shine of you
My breath will cease to speak thy name
Yet inked upon the rhyme
Is passion flaming from the heart
That burns of love sublime
I'll offer firm resistance
To hold my wolves at bay
And turn with a conviction
That flattery cannot sway
I'll beg not for affection
Or pout when you decline
I'll simply turn my heart away
And leave the fire behind
So come to me forever, love
Or free me from this snare
A decade of indecisiveness
Is more than what is fair
************************************* ********
Copyright © 2011 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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I love you with a man’s selfishness
I love you with a man’s selfishness
longing that you will be true
to only me
and you are beautiful in every thought
and selflessly I love you
and want to share
everything that I am
and everything that I own
poem by Gert Strydom
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She, to Him, II
Perhaps, long hence, when I have passed away,
Some other’s feature, accent, thought like mine,
Will carry you back to what I used to say,
And bring some memory of your love’s decline.
Then you may pause awhile and think, “Poor jade!”
And yield a sigh to me—as gift benign,
Not as the tittle of a debt unpaid
To one who could to you her all resign—
And thus reflecting, you will never see
That your thin thought, in two small words conveyed,
Was no such fleeting phantom-thought to me,
But the Whole Life wherein my part was played;
And you amid its fitful masquerade
A Thought—as I in yours but seem to be.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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She, To Him, II
Perhaps, long hence, when I have passed away,
Some other’s feature, accent, thought like mine,
Will carry you back to what I used to say,
And bring some memory of your love’s decline.
Then you may pause awhile and think, “Poor jade!”
And yield a sigh to me—as gift benign,
Not as the tittle of a debt unpaid
To one who could to you her all resign—
And thus reflecting, you will never see
That your thin thought, in two small words conveyed,
Was no such fleeting phantom-thought to me,
But the Whole Life wherein my part was played;
And you amid its fitful masquerade
A Thought—as I in yours but seem to be.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Selfishness and sacrifice
Selfishness and sacrifices,
Like cold and heat, eat each other.
Either extreme would cause damage.
Selfishness is for one’s survival.
Sacrifice is for one’s group’s survival.
To force others to serve your end
Is worse than selfishness; avoid.
Be warm, which is half cold, half hot.
24.01.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fatso & His Lady!
That mango tree was no normal
It got immense love so mortal
From dawn to dusk he watered
Hoping it is never left shattered
Plucking the fruits in noon
He sat by it with all bloom.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
What is it that brings that bloom
In this man so fat & hair so white
Was the thought that always rung
When I usually see him sing.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
My lady love sowed this seed
& fed to it her life
I cried cried & I cried
And one day she grew up
Through ground & this is it
He told with a whisper.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so immortal
Telling his tale of love
He had the last mango from it
He bore a smile on face
A tear in each eye
The seed in his palm.
That mango tree is no normal
It got immense love so mortal
Inspite of it being watered
Although I gave utmost care
In no time it became dry
And in air remained only their love……..
poem by BhanuPrakash Singh
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1 month ago the American people stopped to remember the third anniversary of the beginning of the Iraq war. We thought first and foremost of the selflessness, patriotism and heroism by our troops, our National Guard and Reserves.
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We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive. He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us.
quote by Martin Luther King
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We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive. He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies.
quote by Martin Luther King, Jr.
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Sonnet: The Thought and Act Are Very Nigh
It takes a sinful thought just split seconds,
To change into a mortal sinful act;
And sever with Heaven, man’s sacred bonds;
Renew with hell, an unholy sin’s pact.
The devil chooses man’s one weakest time,
Creating occasion for mortal sin;
And thereafter, lapses man’s life sublime;
The ‘devilized’ soul lives in sin with gin!
The sinful thought heralds the sinful act;
Such seed when sown soon sprouts into a tree;
The gardener- devil uses every tact
To coax man through and bear fruits, rotten, free;
Beware then man, the thought and act are nigh!
The soul in mortal sin, in hell shall die!
6-4-2002 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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I Am Creator
Created in His image, I create,
Though He, I am not.
But He I can be by my choice.
I choose either His will or my own.
He sacrificed Himself for others.
He rose.
I sacrifice others for self.
Others rise.
He found peace through selflessness.
I found discontent through selfishness.
Am I the forgiver?
Or do I need forgiveness?
When I stand in the mirror,
Who do I reflect?
For he who stands before it,
Is the reflection of who he is.
One who would save others?
Or one who would save himself.
Those who save others are connected and will stand together.
Those who save themselves stand alone are divided and will fall.
Am I Hero or Villain?
Heroes build new nations,
The ones the villains have destroyed.
I am creator.
Creator of life,
Or creator of distruction.
It is life I choose,
So life I will be.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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