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Think before saying

Think, before saying!

Think, avant de dire!

And remember!

There are situations

When it's better to keep them dark.

Squabbles, rows and quarrels.........

There are so much rubbish

In the human world.

So, it might be better

To send the company above...

To hell!

Don't look for having things out!

They are just waste words.

You better look around

Cause the years fly away.

Look at the man!

Look at him!

Beauty and intellect

Are garish qualities.

You better look

For his heart and strength

They are worthwhile qualities.

It seems to you:

He is handsome and jolly.

What prejudices they are!

Judge by deeds

And not by words!

That's what you are!

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Adulations Artful Aid

Some of us may be tall, ma'am;
Some of us may be dark;
Some handsome; tho' not all, ma'am,
Are touched by Beatury's spark.
But tall, and dark AND handsome, too?
Oh, lady! If you please! .. .. .. ..
It's really very nice of you;
But do you think they're really due
Superlatives like these?

We'd hate to doubt your word, ma'am,
Since you're informed in art,
Tho' much we'd have preferred, ma'am,
To play a humbler part.
But in meek deference to you,
Well, lady, we'll admit
We're tall and dark, and handsome, too,
It seems a rather boastful view,
But one gets used to it.

And now we're getting used, ma'am,
To thoughts that flattery brings,
You might well be induced ma'am,
To say some more nice things.
Are there not moral qualities,
Innate in each rare male,
That one of your discernment sees
Truth, strength, wit, wisdom - things like these?
Speak, ma'am. Let truth prevail.

We're so unused to praise, ma'am,
So used to blame most dire,
That flattery these days, ma'am,
Creates a new desire.
A complex quite inferior
(See Freud) its sickly hue
Cast o'er us. But if you'd say more
Along such lines - why, then, Encore!..
Thanks, ma'am. The same to you.

poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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There is a strange duality in the human which makes for an ethical paradox. We have definitions of good qualities and of bad; not changing things, but generally considered good and bad throughout the ages and throughout the species. Of the good, we think always of wisdom, tolerance, kindliness, generosity, humility; and the qualities of cruelty, greed, self-interest, graspingness, and rapacity are universally considered undesirable. And yet in our structure of society, the so-called and considered good qualities are invariable concomitants of failure, while the bad ones are the cornerstones of success.

quote by John Steinbeck
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Intellect

You might have possessed so many things
The stars, the sun, the moon, the whole universe
But if you have not possessed me
You possess nothing!
You are a blunt, a dullard dull
The beggar of the street.

You might be proud of so many things which
One can't have today but tomorrow can
And all these things dwindle when you distribute
But I am the exception and the opposite

The maximum use of anything is a poison
But I become the nectar if you use the maximum

You might have written on so many things
from hell to heaven
You might have composed so many poems
from complex to simple
But if you have not on me,
you have written or composed nothing!
you are neither a poet nor a writer.
you have not achieved anything either!

You might have believed on so many things
But if you have not believed me
You have believed nothing
As I am the unbelievable to believe
The strength, the power
If you hone me
I cut, cut very sharply
I create, create very absolutely
I can give the desires the wings
I can make fly the colorful dreams..
So hone me, hone me! hone me!

You might have sung so many songs
But If you have not sung the song of me
You are not a singer
You are a deaf!
You are a dumb!
So sing intellect! intellect! intellect!
Sing intellect! intellect! intellect!
The creator of every human creations
The inventor of every inventions
The real power, the real beauty
The real achievement of human history.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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I start with actors that I know personally or I know their work, and there are things about their work or their presence or their own personality that make a character, that exaggerates some qualities and suppresses other qualities. It's always a real collaboration for me.

quote by Jim Jarmusch
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Judge Not

They don't judge, these animals
With four legs, fur and tail.
Nor yet the fish within the sea,
With flippers who set sail,
Upon the turbulent seas of life
With courage and with vigour,
Their journeys whether long or short
Completed with such rigour.
They give to us with e'er a smile
Our hearts to surely gladden
Accompanying us along the way
And cheer us when we sadden.
Qualities unique they humbly carry
No ego and no pride
And when we have need we can just call
And they are by our side.
But where are we when they are crushed down.
When their body is frail and weak.
When they look with imploring eyes at us,
No ego; trusting, and meek?
We are not there in their hour of pain,
When the world has against them turned
Shame on the humans who walk away,
Leaving our animals spurned.
No they don't judge, these animals
With feather fur and tail.
They give to us without a thought,
And ever them we fail.
So listen close my human friends.
If you never listen again.
Ask yourself just who is there
When your life is full of pain.
Then turn around and see the truth
That the qualities animals bear
Will never for we humans be
For to have them, means you care!

poem by Rosi Caswell
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I think I'm an actor because I have very strong imagination and empathy. I never studied acting, but those two qualities are exactly the qualities that make for an activist.

quote by Susan Sarandon
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The Strength of a Woman

The strength of a woman is her kindhearted ways
that she forever displays.

It's her loving confident smile that takes you to the
highest place with the glimpse of determination
shone upon her face.

The strength of a woman is the amazing ability to
withstand pain bring a life in this world even if the
man does not want to entertain.

It's the ability to raise her child on her own when
the man left her all alone to support them until they
are grown.

The strength of a woman is the intrinsic style
to protect like a child without being hostile.

It's the humble heart she shows
that warms a soul when your spirits feeling low.

The strength of a woman knows how to restrain her
tongue when insults are being flung.

It's the lovely expression she conveys with the eyes
and respect for herself she does not denys.

The strength of a woman is the devoted traits
she has standing by her man side when problems
arise.

It's her inspirational words she gives her mate
making him feel oh so great.

The strength of a woman is her gentle touch
you love so much.

It's her loyal love to one guy she continues to create
without being irate.

The strength of a woman is her intellectual mind,
oh so chic with the words she speaks.

It's the versatile
qualities she uses without spirit of guile.

The strength of a woman is learning how to love
when she has been hurt over again without
committing a sin.

The strength of a woman is not her traditional love
she has to live on, it's her unconditional spiritual love
that has not yet gone.

poem by Naomi Johnson
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Sonnet: Poetic Limits

Can words depict the true beauty of things?
Can words describe the truth of every scene?
Can words expound the hearts of all earthlings?
Can words decode the joy of things unseen?

Can words bring out the beauty of music?
Can words suffice to explain mysteries?
Can words repaint the beauty of a ‘pic’?
Can words spell out the taste of foods/berries?

And yet, the poet slogs with words and sounds;
With mastery and skills, unique, unknown;
And takes the reader’s hearts to divine grounds,
Or earthly terrains akin to their own.

Kudos to Bards! Who pen and sing supreme,
To create things felt/seen or in a dream.

9-21-2002

poem by John Celes
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We all have our imperfections. But I'm human and you know, it's important to concentrate on other qualities besides outer beauty.

quote by Beyoncé Knowles
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The Ancient Speech

A Gaelic bard they praise who in fourteen adjectives
Named the one indivisible soul of his glen;
For what are the bens and the glens but manifold qualities,
Immeasurable complexities of soul?
What are these isles but a song sung by island voices?
The herdsman sings ancestral memories
And the song makes the singer wise,
But only while he sings
Songs that were old when the old themselves were young,
Songs of these hills only, and of no isles but these.
For other hills and isles this language has no words.

The mountains are like manna, for one day given,
To each his own:
Strangers have crossed the sound, but not the sound of the dark oarsmen
Or the golden-haired sons of kings,
Strangers whose thought is not formed to the cadence of waves,
Rhythm of the sickle, oar and milking pail,
Whose words make loved things strange and small,
Emptied of all that made them heart-felt or bright.
Our words keep no faith with the soul of the world.

poem by Kathleen Jessie Raine
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An upright soul

Thoughts must conform to words
And words to deeds to give peace.
Good thoughts and bad words: one is
raw.
Bad thoughts and good words: one is a cheat.
Good words and bad deeds: one is
cruel.
Bad words and good deeds: one is a
barker.
Thoughts, words and deeds must not
be
In conflicts to ensure an upright soul.
25.11.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The good neighbor looks beyond the external accidents and discerns those inner qualities that make all men human and, therefore, brothers.

Martin Luther King in Strength to Love (1963)
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Heart Of Poetry

The mystery of words wisdom of the heart to each
angelic form, the voice of emotion in verse.

The melody of heart speak in words that feels the
emotion to express the deepness of feeling in the mind.

Thoughts of words flow to the emotion to make meaning,
to the essence that moves, sensitivity inside emotion
through the words.

Intellect of mind with the knowledge of experience power of
wisdom transcend to composition to unlock the perfect will of
words justify hidden truth.

The magnificent power compose words gives roots
blossom to the garden of heart and bring fruits to the heart of men.

Love kind words are power to win oneself to transform the
beauty of inside emotion to one particular individual.

The poetry, words of wisdom comes from inner motives of
good heart that gives us privilege to express the hidden
beauty of thoughts inside mind to put it in words.

The power to dominate inside individual for beauty and
wonder purpose of life.

poem by Jocelyn Dunbar
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I remember her words..

I remember her words,
By the terylene sky
In unblemished soft voice.

I remember her words,
In the bleak tinge of cold
And the warmth of her touch.

I remember her words
As a vesper of past,
In the urn of my heart.

I remember her words,
I remember her love,
On the caprice of my thoughts.

poem by Dinesh Sairam
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Aurobindo 46 Savitri Book 2

The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds Canto Eight: The
World of Falsehood, the Mother of Evil
and the Sons of Darkness
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's

'Thus was the dire antagonist Energy born'
'Arresting the passion of the climbing soul,
She forced on life a slow and faltering pace; '
'Oppressing the God-spark within the soul
She forces back to the beast the human fall.'
'Incalculable are her strength and ruse; '
'Oppressing the God-spark...'very truthful..
Third eye shut in submersion of mayic ocean..

'This is the tragedy of the inner death
When forfeited is the divine element
And only a mind and body live to die.'
'Always the dark Adventurers seem to win; '
'The world's shrines they have occupied, usurped its thrones.'
'Night is their refuge and strategic base.'
'No wandering ray of Heaven can enter there.'
Nocturnal deeds in ostentatious culture....

'Armoured, protected by their lethal masks,
As in a studio of creative Death
The giant sons of Darkness sit and plan'..
What a marvelous portrayal of the present trend..
'The drama of the earth, their tragic stage.'
'None can reach heaven who has not passed through hell.'
'This too the traveller of the worlds must dare.'
This..a Beware-Beat on the pang of each human heart...

'Thought ceased, sense failed, his soul still saw and knew.'
'Transfigured were the fixed schemes of reasoning Thought.'
'Arousing consciousness in things inert,
He imposed upon dark atom and dumb mass...'
'The infernal Gleam died and could slay no more.'
'Matter and spirit mingled and were one.'...

poem by Indira Renganathan
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I'm not convinced that what are traditionally considered to be male energies or qualities or female energies or qualities really have as much to do with gender as many people think they do.

quote by Andrew Cohen
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Old Friend

Remember the days,
silent words and joyful smiles,
of shy glances and tender hands.

Remember the times
of the picture shows,
and of almost back rows.

Remember too,
understanding looks and feeling same,
not of love, but of friendship bloom.

Now all gone,
as you are to me,
missed are the words you did not say.

poem by David Harris
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11.11.11

Today is the 11th of November 2011!
And, you were born at 11: 11 A.M.27 years ago! !
However, the kiss of your lips with my muse was like,
The sweet muse of love and care in the land of beauty!
For, you are all that i need.

At 11: 11 P.M. i found your nakedness to the world so sweet!
And like the words of love to satisfy my muse in the land of beautiful roses;
But, i have a lot to learn from you as well,
Because, you are 27 years old today and,
You are a virgin! !

You were born 27 years ago but,
The sweet love of your muse came and touched my heart!
And, you will always remember my kiss;
For, this love is all about you and i! !
And like words of peace in the land of unity,
For, i am always ready fro your love.

11.11.11!
And like the date reserved for many Germans to marry;
But all over the world are the works and words of love to move us on,
For, you are like the words so sweet to touch my lips!
And i will always remember you because, you were born on this day.

You came into this world 27 years ago in the land of survival! !
Naked to the world to respect your muse;
But, the joy of your birth had brought peace to your culture,
For, you have really made a mark to respect my muse.

You were born on the 11th of November 1984,
And today, you are 27 years olf to respect the muse of love;
But your first kiss came along like the works of peace,
Because, you waited for it for a very long time! !
And today, you are ready for marriage;
But, try to keep your virginity for the man of your heart.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hospitable

How generous the body when afflicted with generosity!
This generous stretch is of the carpet, of the mat
And the slave of the heart is the man with hospitality.
Mathematics complained over the food entertained,
Endowed with certain moral qualities, a carton of strength.
Then condiments contained the stomach
And next the heart busied in the relics of gifts,
The fulfilled ones afterwards remarked on the gifted ones,
Or rather those who received them.
Slaves of the palace of heaven are made!
He is indeed hospitable for his acts and deeds.

poem by Naveed Akram
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1 Among Few

At long last! !
I have found you once again;
Because, you are '1 among few'!
And, your words still run in me.

Yo re like a saint to me!
An, more than one! !
Because your are '1 among few',
And your words still run in me.

I do remember those days,
But i wasn't matured enough to understand your vision by then;
But noe, i know who you are!
Because you are the chosen one,
And you are '1 among few'.

Your words are the words of light which overcome darkness!
And i am glad to meet you once again after many years in absence;
Because your are '1 among few' whose words touches my heart deeply! !