Goodness is with you
Goodness is with you
As you know
O my dear
What ought to be done
What ought not to be done
What is to be feared
What is not to be feared
What is binding and
What is liberating.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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People always fear change. People feared electricity when it was invented, didn't they? People feared coal, they feared gas-powered engines... There will always be ignorance, and ignorance leads to fear. But with time, people will come to accept their silicon masters.
quote by Bill Gates
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I saw that all things I feared, and which feared me, had nothing good or bad in them save insofar as the mind was affected by them.
Courage is... the knowledge of how to fear what ought to be feared and how not to fear what ought not to be feared.
quote by David Ben Gurion
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Tested by time
Parents: I loved and feared.
They grew old; no love, no fear.
The God: I trusted and feared.
I grew old; no trust, no fear.
15.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Lover's Answer, A Taxed Refrain After Madeleine Bridges
Yes, I had feared ere your hard head was known,
I do confess it, - ere my life seemed pressed
as is a lemon, dropp by precious drop.
But mark, Dear Sir, the forecast's not the crop,
but only hopes on human error spent.
I feel like hell, and now know what it meant
when marking down those profits which, unwon,
I sought below the line's lost horizon...
A Lover's Answer
Yes, I had feared ere your dear face was known.
I do confess it, - and my life seemed set
in tender radiance, as if moonlight shone.
But mark, sweetheart! ... the moon is not the sun.
'Tis but, and always, radiance that is lent!
I felt the spell, but knew it only meant
a reflex of the greater love, unwon,
waiting beneath my soul's dim horizon!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Courage is a special kind of knowledge: the knowledge of how to fear what ought to be feared and how not to fear what ought no to be feared.
quote by David Ben Gurion
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Courage is a special kind of knowledge; the knowledge of how to fear what ought to be feared and how not to fear what ought not to be feared.
quote by David Ben-Gurion
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Winter leads not to spring
I feared
When the spring of my life
Gave way to summer.
I feared
When the summer of my life
Gave way to autumn.
I feared
When the autumn of my life
Gave way to winter.
I couldn’t cheer
As the winter of my life
Won’t give way to spring.
30.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Take To The Sky
I met you just last year
You were the one
I wanted to be near
To hold, to love, to kiss, to be with,
To just have around for all of my life
But you were gone,
So far away...
I couldn’t hold that precious face
I was just left with so much space
I feared I would never see you again…
Let’s take to the sky
Just take to the sky my dear
Let’s take to the sky
And just fly away from here
I wanna see your face again
And hold you in my arms
I wanna have you here with me
And soar until we’re free
You left me the other day
And I thought that I would die
I feared I wouldn’t breathe again
and watch my life pass by
A few days pass
You act like nothing happened
But I can see right through you
And can tell you’re missing me
Let’s take to the sky
Just take to the sky my dear
Let’s take to the sky
And just fly away from here
I wanna see your face again
And hold you in my arms
I wanna have you here with me
And soar until we’re free
Your soundtrack never stops playing for me
It keeps repeating
Being told all of these things
Made me want to block it all out
And never even believe
But now time has passed,
Things are better; I can’t wait to see you.
Let’s take to the sky
Just take to the sky my dear
Let’s take to the sky
And just fly away from here
I wanna see your face again
And hold you in my arms
I wanna have you here with me
And soar until we’re free
poem by Xx Charmer Xx
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The chic’s escape
He is her pursuer against her will.
Chased by him, she stumbled on a stranger.
Sensing the stranger, she opted for her foe.
She feared the stranger more than the foe;
She feared the lover more than the stranger.
Fire to frying pan and then to scorching sand;
The foe cooled and turned a savior.,
Whose affection she couldn’t repudiate.
The chic found its way from the hungry eagle.
08.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fountain pen & ink; Poor writer's cramp?
'Pour me more ink
If you want to write
your epitaph?
The tears are not durable
And it fades away
from the tomb.'
Writer cries
and a bookworm creeps
on the manuscript?
[Joseph Stalin who feared Leon Trotsky's pen more than he feared the Hitler's Army and that's why he used a paid agent to assasinate him with an ice dagger? ]
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Die Before You Die
Ironic, but one of the most intimate acts
of our body is
death.
So beautiful appeared my death - knowing who then I would kiss,
I died a thousand times before I died.
"Die before you die," said the Prophet
Muhammad.
Have wings that feared ever
touched the Sun?
I was born when all I once
feared - I could
love.
poem by Rabia al Basri
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Judigng alters
I hated what I had loved.
I shunned what I had sought.
I feared what I had desired
And desired what I had feared.
We love what we’ll hate later.
We seek what we’ll shun later.
We desire what we’ll fear in time.
We fear what we’ll desire in time.
No judgment is permanent.
19.02.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Father's Hands
My Father's Hands
As I look upon my father's hands
now a spotted, wrinkled road map,
that time, sun and sweat,
have hardened them to a painted tortoise shell.
Those, the same hands that I once feared,
and yet at the same time so gentle
that they held my tiny hand deep within.
I feared nothing as if he was the grace of God.
Will they still remember me?
My Father's hands.
9 April 2008
Yesterday is childish
Eat the pill else I will call the ghost.
Mother said to the child who feared.
Eat the meal so I will fetch the moon.
The mother said to the child who obeyed.
To an adult it is childish.
Don’t do sins else the god will punish.
God men told the people who feared.
Do sacrifices so you reach the Heaven.
God men told the people who obeyed.
To the dead it is childish.
19.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ch 01 Manner of Kings Story 29
A vezier paid a visit to Zulnun Misri and asked for his favour, saying: "I am day and night engaged in the service of the sultan and hoping to be rewarded but nevertheless dread to be punished by him." Zulnun wept and said: "Had I feared God, the great and glorious, as thou fearest the sultan, I would be one of the number of the righteous."
If there were no hope of rest and trouble
The foot of the dervish would be upon the sphere
And if the vezier feared God
Like the king he would be king.
Last Summer
(rod stewart / phil chen)
Sipping a sangria with a girl named julia
Hot jamaican sand beneath our feet
She purred like a cat in a panama hat
She said my passport picture was unique
I said I did impersonations would you like to see
Turned around to buy her one more round
Then suddenly she disappeared
Like I feared with another guy
Love always seems to let me down
Can be found anywhere around
The carnival had passed
And my heart was beating fast
All these married women, it aint fair
Nervously I said would you like to come to bed
A cold silence pierced the evening air
Instantly she recognized my insecurities
Changing subjects quickly I agreed
Then suddenly she disappeared
Like I feared with another guy, oo baby
Love always seems to let me down
Can be found anywhere around
Nowhere around
The tourist had all gone, winters coming on
The hotel chambermaid didnt seem to care
Sharing a pina colada we broke into laughter
Ill never know how we made it up the stairs
We spent the night together
And she woke up in my arms
Kissed me tenderly and said goodbye
Then suddenly she disappeared
Like I feared with another guy, oo baby
Love always seems to let me down
Can be found anywhere around
Nowhere around
Love always seems to let me down
Maybe Ill wait until next year, next year, next year
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Be Good
Be a good person
Goodness has no tribe
Goodness has no village
Goodness has no other name
Goodness thrives on any land
In the desert
Goodness is oasis
In the wilderness
Goodness is a pathway
Goodness is required anywhere
It is food to man
It nourishes the giver
And gives happiness to the receiver
Goodness is pleasant
So be good
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Try Before You Trust
To counsel my estate, abandoned to the spoil
Of forged friends, whose grossest fraud is set with finest foil;
To verify true dealing wights, whose trust no treason dreads,
And all too dear th'acquaintance be, of such most harmful heads;
I am advised thus: who so doth friend, friend so,
As though tomorrow next he feared for to become a foe.
To have a feigned friend, no peril like I find;
Oft fleering face may mantle best a mischief in the mind.
A pair of angel's ears oft times doth hide a serpent's heart,
Under whose grips who so doth come, too late complains the smart.
Wherefore I do advise, who doth friend, friend so,
As though tomorrow next he should become a mortal foe.
Refuse respecting friends that courtly know to feign,
For gold that wins for gold shall lose the selfsame friends again.
The quail needs never fear in fowler's nets to fall,
If he would never bend his ear to listen to his call.
Therefore trust not too soon, but when you friend, friend so,
As though tomorrow next ye feared for to become a foe.
poem by Thomas Vaux
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Amarillis I Did Woo
Amarillis I did woo,
And I courted Phillis too;
Daphne, for her love, I chose;
Cloris, for that damask rose
In her cheek, I held as dear;
Yea, a thousand liked well near.
And, in love with all together,
Fearèd the enjoying either;
'Cause to be of one possest,
Barred the hope of all the rest.
poem by George Wither
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