I Will Nourish
I will nourish.
And will grow.
I wish to encourage,
Others uncertain to flourish.
And know they too can soar.
I will nourish.
And will grow.
I wish to encourage,
Others uncertain to flourish.
And know they too can soar.
OH
I
Will
Nourish!
And I will grow.
This is what I want,
And I will make it so!
Yes...
OH
I
Will
Nourish!
And I will grow.
This is what I want,
And I will make it so!
Yes...
This is what I want,
And I will make it so!
I will nourish.
And will grow.
I wish to encourage,
Others uncertain...
To flourish,
With courage.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gurdjieff
“You are both a wolf
and a lamb.
If you do not stay awake
the wolf will devour
the lamb.”
Oh you, the Living and the Dead!
Both those who earn
and you who claim by right
your daily bread.
Encourage the few
they will become the many.
Encourage the poor
they will reach out for more.
Encourage the young
they will fail to grow up.
Encourage the old
they will grow older.
Why do so many
in public life
wear nametags
nowadays?
“In case they forget
who you are.”
poem by Brian Taylor
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People are like dirt. They can either nourish you and help you grow as a person or they can stunt your growth and make you wilt and die.
The symbiosis
Your man and my woman
Stand there as two trees above,
We both, as their roots below,
Feed each other to nourish
Our trees above to flourish.
Unaware, they, too, aren’t in anguish.
Is not it fit for us to cherish
In that because of you, me and
Because of me, you, grow rich
In our luster to entice our partners?
One can fence the shoots;
Can one, the roots?
One can guard the bodies.
Can one, the hearts?
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Seeds of faith are always within us; sometimes it takes a crisis to nourish and encourage their growth.
quote by Susan L. Taylor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Grow
Grow.
Difficult it is.
And in the doing,
It is magical too.
If you,
Allow yourself to grow.
And not gloat upon your sensitivities.
With emotions on your sleeve to show.
Slow and determine,
To acquire knowledge.
And not upon it sit.
Become more inquisitive...
About life as it exists.
Don't permit,
Given criticisms to stop your quest.
The more that is learned,
The more of them...
May just manifest.
Grow.
It will become easy to be embittered,
By all that appears stagnant.
But a patience that develops,
Will within you begin to navigate...
Over obstacles and things that irritate.
You can and will,
Grow.
Show it with defined purpose.
Grow.
Don't fear ignorance.
Grow.
Overcome it like hopping a fence.
You can and will,
Grow.
Don't sit and bemoan your fate.
Grow.
Ignorance is not bliss.
Grow,
Ignorance can twist,
An unconscious mind into bits!
You can and will,
Grow.
Like a flower that blooms.
And reaches towards the sky.
Grow.
Do not deny it as life passes you by!
Grow.
Learn to fly and soar!
You can and will,
Grow.
Make opportunities for yourself,
And unlock...
All of those locked up doors,
You allowed to close before.
You can and will,
Grow.
Difficult it is.
Grow.
And in the doing.
Grow.
You can and will,
Grow.
It is magical too.
Grow.
If you decide to...
Grow.
Grow.
Grow.
Allow yourself to grow.
And not gloat upon your sensitivities.
With emotions on your sleeve to show.
You can and will,
Grow!
And let that be your mission.
Grow.
Knowing it is your ammunition.
Grow.
You can and will,
Grow.
Grow.
Grow!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Weeds Are Not Uprooted
To encourage a section to serve
Will make the other take it granted.
To encourage a section to forgive
Will make the other go scot-free.
To educate a section tolerance
Will make the other inconsiderate.
By weeding, the weed is not uprooted.
The left weeds will get more place to grow in.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Childhood - The 21st Century
How advanced they are, these children of the future,
Like small adults, within their tiny frames,
They grow up in a fast 'speed driven' culture,
Where 'learning pressures' change their kind of games,
Where is their childhood, in all this hurly burly,
Where is their pure untainted view of things,
Why do they have to grow so old, so early,
And lose the joy that only childhood brings.
Our childhood was filled with thoughts of joy and gladness,
We lived our lives, oblivious to the world
And all the hardships, wars, the grief and sadness,
We stood, waiting for our lives to be unfurled.
We had time to grow, and gain an understanding,
Of each new phase, each change along the way,
As we grew slowly, our senses all expanding,
So with clarity, we slowly changed our play.
We had a framework on which to build and flourish,
Slow and steady, this was no rushed affair,
Taking each step, then step by step to nourish,
Our childhood, so finally adulthood we would share.
What will become, of these 'New Century' learners,
I doubt if they, a dreamy childhood see,
Will they then tell to all those bright discerners
Of their own, how they remembered their childhood to be.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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I Grow Old
I grow old I should feel the cold
I grow old I should have grey hair
I grow old I should sit and stare
I grow old I should have false teeth
I grow old I should have poor sight
I grow old I should forget to write
I grow old I should have aches and pains
I grow old I should 'stroll down memory lane'
I grow old I should walk with a stick
But as I grow old I KICK ASS!
And that's about it!
poem by Yvette Smith
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Be Encouraged
If you know who it is you are...
The best disguise will not hide you.
Let others masquerade,
With those of false charades.
Those images they have adopted,
Will be dropped.
Leaving them to discover,
Even they do not know who they are.
They have lost their own identities,
In pretentions
That do not nourish, flourish or feed!
If you know who it is you are...
Be encouraged!
You are among the few!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Now That Youre Gone
(bernard edwards/nile rodgers)
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
Im living my life all alone
Or hit by a blow
To my pride
But Im doing ok
I wont let you see
What this has done to me
I guess Ill just take it in stride
Come what may
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
How can one do what should be done by two
I guess thats a crazy question to ask
I might seem happy
But dont be fooled by my appearance
Make no mistake
Im just wearing a mask
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
My nights grow long
Now that youre gone
My nights grow long
song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Right Next To You
It is not the purest, the holiest- that matters
To God.
To Him, what he carries
Make the most of their circumstances
Their resources
To just be part of good.
That is all God wants
A kind ear
A sympathetic nod
A toothless smile
A helping hand
A caring heart
Or just a mere bead
of wisdom.
For He cares that
You nourish and strengthen
What you humbly have
Awareness and comprehension
Truth and compassion
The list is endless
So is growing
It does not stop
The moment your heart does.
You grow into the world- right next to you.
poem by Kamini Arichandran
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Not One To Encourage A Response, However...
People in hiding,
With beliefs their unspoken intentions...
'Should' be understood.
Are finding themselves,
Alone with their misguided perceptions.
And there is just too much evidence,
That immaturity accepted to nourish...
Flourishes the environment,
With the presence of too many latrent fools...
Doing the best they can to escape,
From the accountability of their actions.
And people blame the children,
For the boisterous disrespect and ignorance.
I am not one to encourage a response,
However...
Can the minds of today,
Address the depth of a shallowness expressed.
And accept this as a reflection of themselves...
As if to take pride in the reality of their social dysfunctions.
And pretend this existence is clear and free of normalcy.
I am not one to encourage a response,
However...
Hasn't it been time that those delusional find,
Truth in themselves...
As a gift and nothing one has to fear!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Grow Old
i grow old, i grow old
i shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
and steal from TS Eliot
thinking no-one knows
i grow old, i grow old
i shall cease to do what i am told
and stay in bed till sunset
when the weather gets too cold
i grow old, i grow old
i shall only wear my crumpled clothes
and look disdainfully at others
when they roll up their nose
i grow old, i grow old
i shall watch events unfold
and take a greater pleasure
in an elder statesman role.
i grow old, i grow old
i shall never play lawn bowls
and never will watch cricket
that's too boring for the soul.
i grow old, i grow old
but i shall never be so bold
as to admonish others
when my views they do not hold.
poem by David Keig
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Nourish beginnings, let us nourish beginnings. Not all things are blest, but the seeds of all things are blest.The blessing is in the seed.
quote by Muriel Rukeyser
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Enchantment
Rain falls
Like teardrops to release...
Allowing the sunshine to nourish,
And increase our happiness.
Awakening to manifest hope.
Freeing to reap a joyful harvest!
Knowing a faith tested brings abundance.
Anticipated and flowing to encourage...
An enchantment that comes to bestow.
And flourishes uninhabited,
To enjoy in the moment it arrives.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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From What Is It Are They Freed?
Is a vacating of one's responsibility,
Okay just to label as immature?
Who endures the consequences?
And is it cost effective,
To agree with those who have made no investment...
Yet lack both tact and discipline,
Encouraged as they nourish irresponsible children?
When then grow to believe...
They are entitled to implement their misdeeds.
To declare themselves free?
And...
From what is it they are freed?
That does not come out of thin and lint dusting pockets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.
quote by Woodrow Wilson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Some Choose to Receive Willfully
If knowingly one stands in the rain...
One should prepare to acknowledge,
A wetness one gets.
Rain falls to nourish.
And to flourish for a purpose.
To assist in blooming.
Not to upset!
But to deny the obvious,
After welcoming an effective wetness...
Should not leave one disappointed,
If others have kept themselves sheltered.
And express to them no regrets.
Some choose to receive willfully!
Then perceive what has been given is defective.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alankar(Decor) -96
Return Of Monsoon (Terzanelle)
The Terzanelle is:
a poem in 19 lines made up of 5 tercets and ends with a quatrain.
metered, iambic pentameter.
rhymed A1BA2 bCB cDC dED eFE fA1FA2 or fFA1A2
The terzanelle body is comprised of tercets
that each refrain the second line of the preceding tercet
for its third line. The first line of each of these tercets
is rhymed with its refrained line.
The first and third lines of the opening tercet are refrained
as the second and fourth lines of the closing quatrain.
Return Of Monsoon (Terzanelle)
Atlast she is back here to me so close
This change of season to rains, the monsoon
Manured my heart doeth bloom from heaven's dose
How nice she heals all those hot throes so soon
And bids bye bye to summer! .. I wonder..
This change of season to rains the monsoon
How fine she calms and cools all to splendor
Thence in merry bounds of spirit joins life
And bids bye bye to summer I wonder
How well she drives drought to no more of strife
Vales and woods and hills and plains all flourish
Thence in merry bounds of spirit joins life
How great pools and brooks and rivers nourish
While flora-fauna grow bonnie a lot
Vales and woods and hills and plains flourish
Such a divine spit she is from God's heart
Atlast she is back here to me so close
While flora-fauna grow bonnie a lot
Manured my heart doeth bloom from heaven's dose
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Outgrowing Childhood
Child you will grow tall
You will grow big
Instead of being a doll
You'll be in grownup's league!
Child you will grow smart
You will grow sly
Losing innocence of heart
You'll no more be a butterfly!
Child you will grow high
You will grow tough
A hardened guy
You'll be a different stuff!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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