Who Have Done A Great Sin?
The person who killed a living being, say animal or bird
The person who has supported and witnessed the killing
The person who bought the meat of the deceased animal and bird;
If you think twice, even
The person who cooked the meat of the same and
The person who ate the cooked meat;
All the five are considered to have done a great sin.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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A person who arrives at a feast when the cooked meat is being pulled out of the pot does not know what was endured by others to catch and cook it.
What Can One Person Do
(n. rodgers/g. smith)
What can one person do
More than a little bit
More than a little bit
Can I fight the battle
All by myself
Can I make a miracle happen
As long as I can think
And got my health
Ill never stop
Im too strong for that
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Everyones gotta move
What they can move
The faithful can sometimes move mountains
When your faith is right
You will never lose your heart, your hope
Or your good friends
Dont be overcome by frustrations
Live up to your highest expectations
Im tellin you just for your information
Just for, just for your information
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
Looked into my soul and suspected
That Im gonna take, gonna take on the unexpected
Walked into the fire unprotected
Walk into the fire
What can one person do
What can one person be
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
What can one person do
When its one like you
When its one like me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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When A Person Does Not Know What To Do With Himself
WHEN A PERSON DOES NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH HIMSELF
When a person does not know what to do with himself
When a person feels empty
When a person feels everything he had done and everything he can do do is meaningless
When a person is bored
When a person does not know what to do with himself
And wonders why he is on this earth
And how he will endure more of it
When a person does not know what to do with himself
He must do any little thing he can do
To get himself going-
He must wash the dishes or clean the house or take something to eat or take a small walk or read a page
Or do any one of a million or more other small things to get himself going
And once he is going he must somehow go on and on and from this to something else
So that at some point somewhere along the way somehow
He is doing something
Perhaps not that great
But doing something
And in doing something
Perhaps forgetting about himself
A bit
Perhaps.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Positive Thinker
Am I a good thinker?
Can I see what others don't?
Am I a daring person?
Can I do what others do not like to do?
Or others are afraid to do?
Am I a creative and imaginative person?
Can I see the invisible?
Can I feel the intangible?
Can I achieve the impossible?
Am I a contemplating person?
Am I a self-reflective person?
Am I a confidence person?
Am I a self-reliance person?
Can I be a perfect person?
Can I be a clever person?
Can I be a smart thinker person?
Above all,
I prefer to be
A simple person
With a positive attitude,
Not only accept positive things,
But willing to accept negative things.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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A Reflection
At one time I was blind
Blinded by the person in the mirror
The person in the mirror
Was someone I didn't like
A person that was full of anger
Anger which know one could stop
A person who was dishonest
A person who lied to themselves
A person who lied, cheated and stole
This person scared me
Yet the reflection I seen
Was me
How could this be me?
I didn't like this person I was looking at
That person couldn't of been me
Yet it was time to face the facts
This was me
This is who I'am
Now I know I had to change
If I didn't like this person
Then who would like this person?
poem by Ashley Olson
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Only person
I am the only person
Responsible here.
Only person wellknown in the market
Only person to love
Only person to show life with open eyes.
The life is an empty vessel
The life you like and
If you like you can puton
Anything you like
If you like you can putoff
All your programme
And held me responsible
For all lapses committed by you.
I am the person
The only person
Who is yours
Only yours
Only person
The only person.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Two Friends
A certain person came to the Friend's door
and knocked.
'Who's there?'
'It's me.'
The Friend answered, 'Go away. There's no place
for raw meat at this table.'
The individual went wandering for a year.
Nothing but the fire of separation
can change hypocrisy and ego. The person returned
completely cooked,
walked up and down in front of the Friend's house,
gently knocked.
'Who is it?'
'You.'
'Please come in, my self,
there's no place in this house for two.
The doubled end of the thread is not what goes through
the eye of the needle.
It's a single-pointed, fined-down, thread end,
not a big ego-beast with baggage.'
My Sister
My sister is
The gravity to my Universe
She pulls me toward her
With irresistible charm and charisma
My sister is
The most important person in the world
She cares more about others than herself
If she wanted to, she could create world peace
My sister is
An animal lover in the extreme
With tender love and care;
Her instruments of healing
My sister is
The one person I would kill for
The only person who is worth everything
The inspiration to do better
My sister is
The person who makes me a better person
Saving the world one way or another
And defending others with her last breath
My sister is
The most sympathetic and loving
And the one person I couldn't bear to part with
The one that I would defend with my life
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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What I Appreciate
I appreciate
A person who acknowledge
His or her mistakes
I appreciate a person
Who apologizes
And doesn't hesitate
I appreciate
A person who makes
You believe
What they say because
They mean it truly
I appreciate
A person who keeps their word
After all it's what I deserve
I appreciate
A person who's apology
I can accept
Because it will be sincere
And I can forgive and forget it
I appreciate
Having someone I admire
It is my desire
I appreciate a person
Like this I would
Be truly flattered
For it's important
And to me it matters
So I know you are wondering
Can I do the same thing.....
Absolutely
poem by Tameeka Smith
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My Own Proverb
Love a person who loves you
Like a person who likes you
Hear a person who hears you
Help a person who needs you
Respect a person who respects you
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Am I not a person?
Am I not a person?
It would appear.
That im not a person.
Not quite human.
More like a zombie so to say.
Am I not a person?
That is the question.
Im not a person.
Not quite human.
An emotionless wrekage.
Within the walls of brakeage.
Am I not quite a person?
Im not quite humane.
Not quite the person.
I once used to be.
Am I a person?
Or just a big mess.
And a sorry excuse
For a person?
Im not quite a person.
This I do now no.
Im more like a zombie.
Am I not quite a person.
Nope Im not.
I just one sad sorry mess.
A zombie of my formerself.
Just a sad sorry mess.
And a pethetic excuse
For a life.
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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To Address The Transgender
‘He' is for third person male gender.
‘She' is for third person female gender.
‘It' is the third person neutral gender.
What is for third person transgender?
Is that person Sir or Madam?
Is that person Mr., Mrs., or Miss.?
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Same As I
i get so tired
of writing poems
about suffering....
but everywhere i look,
all around me,
people are hurting....
and try as i might,
i cant close my eyes,
cant shut my ears up
to the sounds of need and want.
and i cannot be silent
as long as there's one person
who is not free,
one person whose rights
have been violated....
one person who is hungry,
one person who is homeless,
one person sick who cannot
get medical care....
one person abused, enslaved,
or treated like property...
i cannot, and i will not stop,
for they are the same
as i... i see their faces
every time i look in the mirror!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Wanted Person
You are a wanted person and,
You've stolen from many;
You are a wanted person and,
You thought you are rich from your theft.
The law is looking for you,
The people are tracking for you down,
But for how long will you hide from them?
A wanted person is what you are,
So try to sow a better seed than hate;
A wanted person is what you are,
So try to do the right thing than stealing;
One day the law will get to you.
You will be exposed one day,
You will be caught one day,
There and then you will know your mistakes;
A wanted person is what you are.
Like the nakedness of a chicken,
Likewise will your shame be;
You are a wanted person and,
The law is after you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The word mother
The word mother,
Has a secret power,
Whenever I'm in danger,
You'll be there.
The word that gives me power,
The word that protects me,
The word that accompanys me,
Is you, my mother.
The person that encourages me,
The person that gives me confidence,
The person that gives me motivation,
Is you again, my mother.
The person that gave birth to me,
The person that cares for me,
The person that feed me,
The person that teaches me,
It's you, my mother
Happy mothers day!
poem by Winter Galz
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I think everybody has the ability to fall in love with a man or with a woman or a white person or a black person or a Jewish person or a Protestant person or whatever.
quote by Ally Sheedy
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I have a feeling that being in love sometimes means the projection of your desires onto another person. The important thing is that you like the other person, respect the other person and want to raise children with the other person.
quote by Eric Braeden
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What a Teacher!
My teacher is a person,
Who guides us all.
My teacher is a person,
Who teaches us all.
My teacher is a person,
Who hears me when I call.
My teacher is a person,
Who holds me when I fall.
My teacher is a person,
Whom I trust in all.
My teacher is a person,
Who, to me, is the greatest teacher of all!
Fundamental of Liar Chapter LI: Savior
Criminal is a person who commits a crime
Rogue is a person who calmly kills 99 people to save 100 people
Hero is a person who can kill 99 people to save one person
Savior is a person who sacrifice himself to save people
Onlooker is a person who stays and witnesses all
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Carcas
A sacrifice after childbirth,
The period of separation;
A suspensive guilt like,
The carcas of an unclean animal.
To be fully cooked,
The meat is roasting over an open fire!
It must be very neat as well.
One person touches an unclean thing,
Another person touches a clean thing;
All in this world to make a choice.
The gleanings of a field,
To reap the harvest;
Olives and grapes,
You may eat its fruits;
But three times in a year you must keep the feast.
He is a stranger,
She is a stranger,
The first tithe is Holy;
Of leaven and honey,
Of peace and love,
Do not eat blood.
To the second tithe of grain,
To the second tithe of wine,
To the second tithe of oil,
Like a daughter of a priest;
Do not eat it raw or boiled,
It must be roasted!
He is poor to pay his debts,
She is poor to pay her debts,
Like a sacrifice after childbirth;
But he is a native of your own country.
Love, peace and care;
She is a native of your own country.
One thing is clean to you and,
Another is unclean to me;
But like life's own choices,
We have to offer a sacrifice after childbirth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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