Tolerance
So
Of your own choice
You taint tolerance
As you're doing so
I'll watch tolerance speaking
On
A mother's painful accouchement
Infant's strifeful birth nascent
The child-raising problems
With conjunct ailment-problems
Tradition's manacles
Along with social obstacles
Matrimony's undone supression
Connubially dispirited depression
Familial temper of moods
Unfamiliar play of crooks
Stealthy years most unhealthy
Departed in homes all filthy
Empyreal war of human culture
Evanescing pattern of life's nature....
Now
Sh..tolerance is silent, isn't speaking
A silent fight within the self on going
All shades of somber mood
Sad and hatred incurred
Darker shades of rainbow colours
Drowning with the brighter colours
A built-in patient
In the heart of a live monument..
So
Of what colour your choice
To taint tolerance
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The Crazy Woman
she is a neighbor
they think she is crazy
what we have
we keep
tolerance and
tolerance
she asks for coffee
and cookies
watches tv
and decides which channel to watch
i am about to burst
until she gets away with
sanity
she says
what she has is tolerance
and tolerance for me
fair.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Speaking soft words
Speaking soft words
Giving respect to elders
Keeping humanity and tolerance
Make you great and make you
Forget the problems
And provide you solution
To have a peaceful
And progressive life.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Tolerance - the function of an extinguished ardor - tolerance cannot seduce the young.
quote by Emile M. Cioran
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Tolerance it a tremendous virtue, but the immediate neighbors of tolerance are apathy and weakness.
quote by James Goldsmith
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Sensitivity Earns Foes
The level of tolerance makes
One sweet or bitter to others.
If one is kind, the credit goes
To his capacity of tolerance.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tolerance Through The Year
A little bit of tolerance lives
Within your heart each day,
When you do a worthwhile deed,
Give a word of encouragement away.
Do not save your kindness
For just a special or selective time?
We all want to be loved and accepted
And live in a world that is fine.
Give a helping hand to someone,
Instill hope and spirit today.
The things that mean the most
Aren't always those for which we pay.
Racism and discrimination has not faded,
Many people live in hatred and fear.
So, keep tolerance living in your heart
And it will grow immensely every year.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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Really the great
Men are there who sap things, cars and clothes.
In them there must be enough tolerance.
What about sapping the wives? Then they’re
Par excellence in the matter of tolerance.
11.08.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tolerance is the value that was selected to put on here, and tolerance is as American as apple pie.
quote by Jay Inslee
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More Effective Means
Many times you have tried,
To misrepresent my intentions.
And to manipulate my deeds.
And many times my tolerance,
Sat and watch this purposely.
Over the years my intentions have changed.
And I am not reluctant to express impatience.
Nor is my tolerance one I am proud of.
And my methods now use more effective means...
To get my point across.
So grateful am I to find constant prayer,
Enables me to do this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Measure Of Men
what is the measure of one man
is it the measure of one's strength
I think not
is it the measure of one's stature such as height
I don't think so
is it how wealthy one is
not even close
or is it how much power one possesses over another
not impressive
can a measure of a man be measured with a yardstick
well it can but that park doesn't show he's a man
the tolerance of a man for another man hitting him
can be measured with a ruler
the tolerance of a man for another man attacking his country
can be measured with a grain of salt
the tolerance of a man for another man hitting the one's he loves
now that can only be measured within a whisper
you can only measure a individual man or woman
with how big their heart is and
what qualities lie within that heart
such as dignity for what he works for
such as a stable household for his famly
compassion for people in need
the understanding of what's right and what's wrong
the pride of not what he has done but what
his wife and child has done
the sweat
the blood
and the tears he spars
to keep his marriage from falling apart
once you find a way to measure those things then
and only then will you be able to say
that is
because that is certainly
the real measure of all men
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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In this Duality of Our Reality
Mother Nature is no longer,
In accordance with our abuses.
Her tolerance once given to us,
Has been evidenced to have gone.
Storms affecting upon all shores,
Have those proclaiming they can not take more.
And the latest fiasco in the Gulf...
Has Mother Nature wanting to even the score.
Her adored natural wonders,
Are becoming eyesores.
Mother Nature is no longer,
In accordance with our abuses.
Her tolerance once given to us,
Has been evidenced to have gone.
Some believe they are here,
To conquer over resources and mankind alike.
Some perceive themselves to be the chosen ones,
Because of their abilities to deceive and perpetuate fights.
Mother Nature has witnessed this...
And these conflicts have ruined her appetite to delight.
Mother Nature has begun to deliver the last word.
And God has stood back,
With arms folded and lips shut tight!
Mother Nature is no longer,
In accordance with our abuses.
Her tolerance once given to us,
Has been evidenced to have gone.
Storms affecting upon all shores,
Have those proclaiming they can not take more.
And the latest fiasco in the Gulf...
Has Mother Nature wanting to even the score.
Her adored natural wonders,
Are becoming eyesores.
And in this 'duality' of our 'reality'...
Mother Nature is not happy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let's be careful when we start comparing American to European tolerance because there isn't necessarily a lot of European tolerance.
quote by Montel Williams
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England riots, August 2011
The world of someone's hope is burning,
The world of someone's joy is burning,
The world of someone's dream is burning,
Has humanity died in the streets of London?
Has the age old culture deceived the country?
Have people forgotten the beautiful days and intoxicating nights?
Love, peace, tenderness and tolerance
Where are these elements?
It's not riot,
It's a declaration of a change in human tendency,
It's a prelude to a peril,
It may sound a knell for the tolerance of the country,
Let's pray that England would not be another Norway.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Rainbow like our life
Rainbow like our life
Rainbow, rainbow, rainbow is in the sky.
Children were clapping & jumping with joy.
I also heard the roar and saw
the wonder of seven colour’s rainbow in the sky.
It was glowing & was giving coolness to our eyes.
Suddenly it was disappeared from the sky and
then I realize that the rainbow is like
the life of a human-being.
It’s colours are like the colours of our life.
Colours of life as joy, sadness,
Kindness, honesty, attraction, haterdness & love
are as the seven colours of a rainbow
And I realize that rainbow is just
like the life of a human being.
poem by Vijay Gupta
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Istanbul Past Present Future
Istanbul life pulse do you feel it as I do?
When you gaze upon mosaic maze
tapestry ancestry diversity ethnicity
tolerance love respect embrace diverse
humanity all souls created God miracles
Istanbul hope tolerance lessons teaches
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Mood Colours
At times, we describe our moods in colours
that pass by our eyes each day.
There are our blue moods,
those when we are down.
Then there are our red moods
whenever our temper flares.
Our black moods are colourless
and the most dangerous of them all.
Our sunshine moods are when the world is golden
and smiles are all we see.
Pink shades our loving moods
and to the world, we show we care
as our love shines through.
Our moods can change quickly
as we pass through the rainbow spectrum
within our daily lives.
15 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Sonnet: Woes Anew Will Come
Just when I thought my troubles were over,
Problems afresh poured like torrential rain;
I had to go to God for fresh cover;
The devils realigned themselves again!
I’m sure to win again in shorter time;
The devils cannot win the game at all;
I know the terrain where I tread and clime;
God helps me stand up if ever I fall.
My faith in God is like a mighty rock!
My tolerance to problems is quite high;
My rocket with its mother-ship will dock;
Undauntedly, I fight for success nigh.
My newer troubles will be over soon!
The experience will soon become my boon.
poem by John Celes
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A Rainbow Coloured God
God gave us colours in our daily routine,
A clear blue sky the grass so green,
The colours of the mammals, all the life in the seas,
Our rainforest habitat they're all there to please.
Our colour's a gift which we can use and enjoy,
Yet it's also an issue we can use to destroy,
This subject is unique to the human race,
That we can judge another by the colour on their face.
Racism is prevalent wherever you travel,
It's a problem the scientists have failed to unravel,
We claim to love colour but that's strictly not true,
If you're the wrong shade there could be trouble for you.
We claim to be intelligent yet nuance is still used,
As a reason for hatred an excuse to be abused,
If only we could accept that we are what we are,
Racism would die we'd be on an equal par.
We must fight back or our cultures they'll smother,
There's no colour on earth is superior to another,
Under all our skins we're exactly the same,
We're all trying to survive in life's great game.
There are evil people who'll use our colour to fight,
They don't give a damn if they're wrong or right,
The only message they are trying to convey,
Is you'll do what you're told you do not have a say.
They claim their saviour inspires hostile intent,
That's a message that's certainly not heaven sent,
The good Lord above wants us all to believe,
These people are evil they are trying to deceive.
Religion and colour are attributes to cherish,
Treat them with contempt and we'll all surely perish,
Our creators teachings are of peace not war,
Killing and maiming we all know he'd abhor.
When the racists are judged they'll be held to account,
Those crimes they committed they will never surmount,
The God who presides over them what colour will he be,
What will he look like very soon they will see.
There's none of them know but they're in for a shock,
As they all stand silent to be judged in his dock,
From out of the shadows the good Lord did appear,
He said let me make it abundantly clear.
I created you in my image in different shades,
Your abuse of my colours now that's what really degrades,
The racists from every culture stood rooted and overawed,
for standing there in judgement was,
‘' A Rainbow Coloured God ‘'
Colours
All different colours absorbed in as VIBGYOR,
Choice different but they are choice of yours,
Colours do form part of our life and aim,
Not particular choice of colour we can claim,
When rays pass through particles, form rainbow,
Nature’s beauty boom not with angle narrow,
All splashed in the sky and across the horizons,
No restrictions and can be seen by every ones,
Colours not confine with simple object,
Adding colour to it means new ideas inject,
Who can ignore without praise and reject?
Embodiment of love in vastness and subject,
Praise of redness on cheeks may add to beauty,
Pearls, jewels, diamonds may form part of booty,
Colours to all and colours too few,
Sweetness in honey dew or morning dew,
Colourful fancy dresses always attraction of fair,
Pointer always at beautiful well dressed pair,
Rose pink or any flower when put in hair,
Cooked food smell sweet fragrance and flair,
Note: - V..Violet, I..indigo and so on for VIBGYOR
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Free men are aware of the imperfection inherent in human affairs, and they are willing to fight and die for that which is not perfect. They know that basic human problems can have no final solutions, that our freedom, justice, equality, etc. are far from absolute, and that the good life is compounded of half measures, compromises, lesser evils, and gropings toward the perfect. The rejection of approximations and the insistence on absolutes are the manifestation of a nihilism that loathes freedom, tolerance, and equity.
quote by Eric Hoffer
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