The utmost secrecy
The utmost secrecy has to be maintained
The enemy too should not know about the plan to be way laid
It is believed that it must be carried out without external aid
Some truth is definitely there when it is clearly said
Who are all to be excluded from such area or zone?
Is that very much essential to be carried out alone?
It is proverbial saying “not even right hand should left”
Everything should be wrapped in veil of secrecy and kept
Even nature is different at every stage and unpredictable
At every stage it is certain but still reared as unreliable
Morning turns out be cool and dews drops on green belt
It is illusion created in mind and very clearly felt
How come those changes as day mounts on adventure?
The dews disappear as if imminent attack by enemy for sure
Slowly the heat is to spread its dragnet and sway the scene
Not a little miss can help you anywhere even if you are so keen
No impression or shine remain permanent for ever
It has to set down quickly and for ever
It may provide opportunity next day again
But may leave you exhausted with lots of strain
As the day of tyranny is over, the normalcy returns
It is still a mystery and there is likelihood of turn
It is secret weapon in the nature’s armory
It adds a lot of concern and worry
So we can plan our strategy based on full secrecy
We can not live on sympathy or mercy
We have to guard our own secrets against any danger
Even close friend can be considered as stranger
There is no scope for any doubts or assumptions
You must be ready for quick change and resumption
The apprehensions should not be allowed to ride over facts
Else it will be considered or taken as hostile acts
The truth may prevail at later stage
But meanwhile it might have caused so much damage
You can not maintain calm posture wile raging with anger
The outburst must not be taken as weakness from hunger
The great misfortune befell on us as result of careless attitude
The lapses should be enlarged and seen with magnitude
It must be handled with care and shrouded by secrecy
This will real test and called skillful diplomacy
The greatness lies in frankness and truth and they differ
Something is to be hidden and something is to be offered
Not everything can be kept under the same label
If you are smart enough and very much capable
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Truth and Lies
'We can hide ourselves behind our walls of secrecy
But in doing so we hurt not only ourselves but the ones around us
Secrets can remain Secrets for only so long
Guilt can get a person to spill their guts without hesitation
Lies will burn a hole into your heart and make you hurt
Truth will mend it in a hurry as long as it comes first
Truth is the only thing that won't hurt me, but to lie then tell the
truth will hurt me more than the truth from the start
Trust can be a very strong foundation
but when congealed with lies to save the other from pain
This foundation can wear away and disappear in the end'
(JLK) ,01-06-07
by Josh Kellar
poem by Danielle Franklin
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One Of The Great Mysteries Of Nature
A bird or wild animal when they sense death is upon them will crawl under thick cover for to die
Why this should be great minds have often pondered though they did not come up with the answer why
Beast or bird to die will try to crawl to cover it's something way beyond them to explain
It's one of the great mysteries of Nature and as a mystery forever 'twill remain.
There are so many mysteries in Nature and us humans despite our advanced technology
Cannot unlock Mother Nature's deepest secrets and Nature to us still a mystery
Some seem to think that wild creatures die in cover from their enemies to hide themselves away
But that is just one of a thousand theories and I would rather stick with 'who can say'.
There are so many mysteries in Nature and her secrets she doesn't share with you and I
And Mother Nature to me still remains a mystery though I've lived near her since I was a young boy
And those who say they know of Nature's secrets they kid themselves or if not that they lie
For Mother Earth to us remains a mystery though to understand her ways we never cease to try.
The bird or beast for to die will try to crawl to cover even
from their own kind they wish to die alone
And why this should be to us remains a mystery and none of Nature's secrets to us known
As the years go by we acquire greater knowledge but people like the Seasons come and go
But Nature with secrecy will guard her secrets and her secrets are not for us to know.
poem by Francis Duggan
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One Gets Used To All These
one gets used to all these
these and that, matters of the heart and soul
veiled with secrecy, worshiped as a secrecy
a devastation of the mind
a burning of the soul but no matter what
we both are here
still strong and silent in pain
rejoicing that oh,
somehow God has a plan for each of us
dead or alive
a room is reserved, a blue sky, a full moon,
a shining morning sun
a white butterfly, a scar that heals
exciting walks of life, stair by stair we tread upon
milestones
we shake our hands
we are here, and move on to the next, where no one
no one
can say, that this is all we have,
look over there,
there is more to all these
go.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Never keep secrets from each other. Secrecy is the enemy of intimacy.
Dave Willis in The Seven Laws of Love: Essential Principles for Building Stronger Relationships
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Hope and Change
We must be ready in any season, to give others the real reason,
For the hope they sense in us, as we point them to Christ Jesus,
And we must be ready any time, to direct them to God's Design,
For hope that is above this world, as His Truth to men we herald.
The hope and change that we heard, has not at all been unfurled,
Instead of a hope and change, if not worse, things are the same,
For this was not of the Lord's Plan, but, it was that of fallen man,
Providing no hope, but despair, for men and women, everywhere.
Real change comes from above, through God, they speak not of,
As they push a dark emptiness, lacking Truth and Righteousness,
Setting the course for God's enemy, to deceive souls for eternity,
Using men on a political stage, to prepare men for a darker page!
That page right out of Prophecy, from God's Word, for all to see,
Right from the book of Revelation, these men of Satan's creation,
Setting this world for a darker time, that will be of Satan's design,
While he reveals the Antichrist, to change the way all live their life.
Change that shall surely permeate, the entire world fueled by hate,
Hate spread throughout this world, as his dark change is unfurled,
Upon all of the people left behind, given over to that darker mind,
As God's Truth was ignored, dismissing true Hope from The Lord.
But, you can still find that place, in God's Plan through His Grace,
While still in this very present age, before our Lord turns the page,
Receiving Hope in Jesus Christ, being changed by Him in this life,
Placed upon God's eternal path; saved from all the coming Wrath.
Children love secret club houses. They love secrecy even when there's no need for secrecy.
quote by Donna Tartt
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As a matter of fact
What makes you to feel perfect?
What prevents you to act?
What is matter of fact?
How you over come it with simple tact?
Over the years you have mastered the art
This can’t be easily purchased from the mart
It is inherent quality that makes you smart
You always believe in good start
Things may move on very smoothly
You are always planning it accordingly
You have perfection in every more
Even for slight doubt you take care and remove
You never hesitate and get panicky
You come in action and address it quickly
Everything you decide it with cool mind
Solution is in sight and you may always find
What instills you confidence to act with accuracy?
Is it your mild nature coupled with good diplomacy?
Is it mystery alone shrouded with secrecy?
It is your gentleness and resolves to tackle it with delicacy
You always feel proud
It is not necessary to speak loud
Your sincere words and action may speak
Your approach maybe considered bold and not weak
What makes you to feel better?
Is that you are considered as trend setter?
You have the capacity to make wheel turn around
The path can be cleared and way to be easily found
You create public awareness in mind
The look towards you with honor and doesn’t find
Any dubious way of dealing and you are always kind
Such nice things can be observed by even a blind
Your popularity is on rise and you are in demand
You may take deep breath without chest to expand
this gives you some sense of satisfaction
It welcomes step and sign of good indication
I have always remained as public figure
I didn’t care for self or any future
I have always distanced from evil
I have tried to excel and earned good will
I have treated poor and rich alike
It might have created some discomfort or dislike
I did not bother about such feeling
I was ever ready to cooperate and willing
You must move cautiously and remain attached
Journey may prove hard but never get detached
Never utter word of uncertainty and create confusion
Try to avoid controversy and work for diffusion
Such type of a wonderful soul can always feel proud
the steps taken by him may always sound
Fame and name both will come round and gather
It is unique joy to remain and stay together
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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While all deception requires secrecy, all secrecy is not meant to deceive.
quote by Sissela Bok
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My Secret Time
In secrecy my time is set and separate,
My little bags are four thousand,
Away from the date I spoke,
As it speaks to me as a secret.
But this did nothing, in an order,
As proof did exist and you consider
The fallacies so part of the story.
He could still keep a hundred ideas and facts
Together in a pot, it was not easy!
Two weeks later, the final nail was torn
From the fingers of pain and suffering.
My secrecy is providing aid to the distressed
As well as time for repair and renovation.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Guardian?
Guardian.
Surreal scenes of beauty lie
silently beneath the sky
You find them unexpectedly.
If you are lucky you will see.
Scenes seldom seen by human eyes
A veritable paradise
.
Which nature has successfully
managed to keep completely free.
From outside interference.
Secrecy her best defence..
Now you have glimpsed this paradise.
You will forget if you are wise.
Where you have been what you have seen.
You know too well what it would mean.
If it should become well known.
Instead of leaving it alone.
Some businessman would surely buy.
In search of profit he would try.
To sell it off as building lots.
A common fate of beauty spots.
What can you say to convince me
You will maintain the secrecy.
If you cannot then you must die
and with the other strangers lie.
I will kill you reluctantly
to maintain the security.
Of this secluded beauty spot
Have I the right or do I not?
Friday,09 July 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Whatever hysteria exists is inflamed by mystery, suspicion and secrecy. Hard and exact facts will cool it.
quote by Elia Kazan
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A someone to know
it was never a life without your being good friend
life seemed nearing to an end
I accepted you as close ally
do you think it was silly?
I could test the well water as sour
the rain water also detested when they poured
even natural surroundings did not appeal
no one could attempt for void to feel
I did not care for bad luck
though I was badly struck
It was my form belief
the friendship could provide some relief
it was not the question of acceptance
There was little room for its repentance
I new they are inseparable and part
I was not prepared to deviate from stand or depart
Some habits die very hard
even though you may always be on guard
you may try to retrain it in very good way
still the result will be taking you away
How can you be called a principled person?
how the rigidity can be called a solid reason?
Why nature even does not remain unpredictable?
How can you be then considered as respectable?
When tide is not in favor then you should know how to bow
the circumstances will compel you to know
the under current and unseen danger
even if you are boiling with anger
It is show of strength with restraint
you can't prove your self as devil or saint
it is how you come to be known by deeds
people are well conversant with the feed
You need to have someone to know you better
you will have to crate it and can't leave for later
it guarantees you with additional leverage
you are having set mind and confined to cage
It is not at all do or die struggle
you are very much aware of some triangles
someone has to added to make it possible
the position then will become strong and irreversible
The life is precious and as such to be loved
the worthiness of has to be definitely proved
no one may come and guide you to the last
you will have to be alert and act very fast
the bond, friendship and alliance is necessity
it has not out lived its utility
even today they hold pivotal position
it is permanent and fine composition
Life has got different meanings
we may have some sort of leaning
we need not show partisan attitude and invite wrath
Everybody knows the fact that it may only last with death
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Amazing Wonders Of Nature
The more that I learn about Nature the less of her I know that I know
And the more that I learn of Nature the more my wonder of her does grow
One can only live in awe of her wonders she does seem amazing to me
Scarce a day goes by that in Nature a new wonder one does not see
The artists and writers are inspired by her she is one not hard to admire
And of singing our Earth Mother's praises I feel that one never could tire
I am not a student of Nature though that's something I wish I could be
Her ways I do find fascinating yet she does seem too complex for me
Since she hides from us her many secrets all in Nature is not what you think that you see
The birds and animals have their survival methods which they do guard with secrecy
The different ways of the different creatures of land and of river and sea
On the ways and the workings of Nature the experts even disagree
The more that I learn of Nature so little of her I know that I know
So marvellous and so amazing and my wonder of her only grow.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Truth and Lies
Is the truth beyond our lies,
Say what you want,
Watch what you say,
For our hidden lies, we must pay.
In the darkness of the night,
In the brightness of the day,
Truth and lies have gone astray.
Does your truth contain a lie?
Black as coal, the midnight sky.
Truth will shine,
It is the light,
To tell the truth,
With a soul so bright.
Is truth defined just in the mind?
In the Prince of Darkenss lies defined.
Love of the truth will scorn the Devil,
Our truth must stay at our highest level.
Of these shortcomings,
Are we aware?
That we speak of lies so unaware!
Every lie turns the truth aside,
Our secret truths, we sometimes hide.
poem by Philip Lore
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Better than notting hill
Gold is precious kept in secret volt,
beauty becomes cheap walking naked
on the street, a bit of all right keeps
playing trick, bang up never comes up
what is in his sleeve , the greats always
conceal as secrecy is success, hide and
seek plays luck in love and war, love for
war or war for love is the same thing
‘'love is in war ‘' stupid, what is this
bullshit! love smeared, the peace maker
is hand in globe with the arms dealer ,
stray dog is the truth seeker, no strategy is
better than hypocrisy but I am here a poet,
playing straight with a bat, great! Greater
than an ant hill better than the Notting hill
always rush in, in a race to reveal the secret
of the secrets
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Sacred ground for friend J.T Ellison
Between green banks where flowers grow.
Swift silver streams serenely flow.
There’s no sign of pollution here
their waters flowing crystal clear.
A scene worthy of paradise
that’s guaranteed to please the eyes
of anyone invited to
come and spend an hour or two.
Here birds and beast find sanctuary
to live as they should, naturally.
Safe from all human predators.
Still prey and preyed upon of course.
Each creature has an equal chance
maintaining constant vigilance
. Some have to die so others live
only the fittest will survive.
Although this land belongs to me
I wield no real authority.
I’m subject to the self same laws
which nature can and does enforce.
The duty she has laid on me
is to maintain the secrecy
of where this peaceful haven lies
and I agree I think it wise.
7-Mar-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Secrets 4
Second: secrets of (and this is hard to translate)
secrets of estate-water-fountain secrets-for lack of a better term
secrets which pertain to people in the flow of it all
unaffected by the course of desire
of woes never having never been earned per se
what might be an example? Let's see:
that so and so is getting a yellow slip,
that so and so is up to her ears in debt,
that someone is not well:
these must be conserved for half a year
under pain of the most abysmal Karma
and leaked to no more than two informees
themselves bid to secrecy for a similar time
the better to slow the secret's progress through a curious world-
the better to calm the snakes, to calm their hissing.
Conducting these secrets, one must burn the ghostly berries of mistletoe
Don't ask me why, I didn't make the rules,
I am just repeating what I read.
But the third kind of secret
is the heart secret-
bespeaking things that happen in the dark
between two or more individuals;
secrets which whisper of the wigglings of limbs
and cinematically depict the fissuring and collapse of the will
like a sanddune sacked by a seastorm, upon the mind's eye.
These secrets are considered the most sacred:
virginal. inviolable. beloved of the deese,
and while they are young
deserving to be.....
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Entanglements embracing all. for friend Thad
Website by website all ready
to defend access to the net.
Against all government’s already
trying to exert control, upset.
by their own inability
To keep up with the latest trends.
We threaten their stability
and use the net for our own ends.
To spread the truth, reveal the lies.
Which are told all too frequently.
By those in charge who cannot see
beyond their wish for secrecy
The internet will set us free.
Beyond control of government
which they admit reluctantly.
The internet defies their intent.
To impose their will on us
Some one will always whistle blow
to satisfy the curious
And tell us what we want to know.
The internet’s above the law.
Untamed and wild not always true
But it is better than before.
it can do as it wants to do.
Exchanging information
freely. As people ought to do.
Shared between every nation.
A concept which is not new.
Banned in the past by governments
who guarded secrets jealously.
Who penalised the discontents
They could not take seriously.
Knowledge is power so they thought.
They gloried in their secrecy.
All their attempts avail them naught.
the net erodes security.
The internet may prove to be
the greatest invention of mankind.
It will enforce transparency
on governments of every kind.
And lead to true democracy.
The present system was absurd.
Led to elected tyranny
The people’s wishes were not heard.
I am prepared to wait and see
If my assessment proves correct.
The speed of new technology
I have good reason to expect
Will change the world drastically.
Am I a hopeless optimist?
I think perhaps that I may be
but no one loves a pessimist
24/10/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Secrecy is the enemy of efficiency, but don't let anyone know it.
quote by Ric Ocasek
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The Lying Truth
How do we know we are speaking the truth.
Because we got it from a 'reliable' source,
And who told you it was a 'reliable' source.
Ha, Is there any thing that is really called the truth.
For, every 'truth' told in this twisted and sinister world,
A lie is invented, concocted, told.
And when a question is asked, and the truth is required,
And if told, many events, considered dire,
Happen in response,
A white lie is told.
But the whitest lie, considered the truthful lie,
Thought up by those considered wise and selfless,
Is really the darkest, blackest, most deceiving lies of all.
Over time stories, true stories, turn to myths, myths to legends.
so why not lies, white lies too.
Centuries, years, maybe even weeks and days,
Turns the most deceiving and evil lies into the 'truth'.
So I come back to my original question,
But don't misconstrue my words,
For I dear not defy the truth,
The truth, so rare, that passes us unnoticed, unseen, undetected,
The rare truth that exists in this dark, sinister world.
So yes,
How do we know we are speaking the truth.
The truth, the truth, the lie.
poem by Michael Devenish
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