Splendid Questions
Going to areas of mine is splendid,
People resent this when considered.
My questions are too complex,
My wizards are too splendid,
Why do goggles blend with the motion of sight?
Never please erase a question worthy,
Anything above the ordinary.
My splendid camera of jokes is upon us,
Watching is like pain when considered.
To fascinate the brain calls an answer
To the problems of too many people who are widespread.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Rime 104
O night to me more splendid and more blessed
Than the most blessed and most splendid of days,
Night worthy of the most exalted praise,
Not just of mine, unworthy and distressed,
You alone have been the faithful giver
Of all my joys; you've made the bitter taste
Of this life sweet and dear, for you've replaced
Within my arms the one who's bound me ever.
I just regret that I did not become
Lucky Alemena then, for whom the dawn
Postponed, against all custom, its returning,
But I can never say such good has come
From you, clear night, for even now my song
Cannot subdue the matter of its yearning.
poem by Gaspara Stampa
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We Latins make splendid lovers and splendid older men.
quote by Cesar Romero
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Where There Is A Hole
our lives
interwove...
now
un-darned threads
release the mistake...
a knowing
that is
an end to the end...
splendid isolation
is all you ever needed
not me...
the very last kiss
was the only link to love...
you don't need anyone
in splendid isolation
that's the island where you live...
a hang out,
in meditation...
dividing you from people
you hide
in safe haven
away from everyone...
the mindless,
is where you live...
crashing down
where lonliness is your only friend
and budda does not save you
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poem by Adryan Rotica
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In the end, glorification of splendid underdogs is nothing other than glorification of the splendid system that makes them so.
quote by Theodor Adorno
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Good Situation
That girl I'm gonna make her mine
If it takes all night
That girl I'm gonna make her mine
If it takes all night
Good evening sweet darling
May I ask your name
You seem to be lonely
Well don't worry I'm feeling the same
Oh it's a good situation
A splendid combination
That we should meet
At a time like this
Oh it's a good situation
A splendid combination
Your something that
I just can't miss
That girl I'm gonna make her mine
If it takes all night
That girl I'm gonna make her mine
If it takes all night
It's been a long time sweet darling
Since love has come my way
But I'm trying so hard
To find the right words to say
Oh it's a good situation
A splendid combination
That we should meet
At a time like this
Oh it's a good situation
A splendid combination
Your something that
I just can't miss
song performed by by Ub40
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Worthy
Don't feel that you're not worthy.
It really isn't so.
To believe you're not deserving.
Denies what we both know.
That what we need is here and shows.
I want no other.
Compared to you they're far below.
If I didn't feel you worthy.
The thought of you would have grown weary.
For you I have the best respect.
With your mighty intellect.
You give me reason to reflect.
I know that you are awesome through.
If only you would see it too.
You're worthy now for what is true.
Come on now and see it through.
If you don't we'll just be blue.
We truly need this splendid jewel.
poem by Michael McParland
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The Distance Remains The Same
Time where have you left me
Here without a heart
Without an answer
I tried to open my eyes
I tried to see the song
All things considered
This much remains the same
Hit that wall again
The same old barrier
Time after time Ive tried
To glimpse the other side
Oh and time surely made me see
I was taking your love so carelessly
Now we know
Though it doesnt do much good anymore
I still feel the old familiar pain
It could be that love is blind
I was blind to all your reasoning
But at the start you were blind to me
Now I guess you could say were even
Isnt that what we always wanted to be
Putting our souls on the line to win this game
Im feeling the strain
Ill always love you
Through all this distance
All these barriers
Trying to erase the pain
Erase the pain
Erase the pain
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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The most splendid achievement of all is the constant striving to surpass yourself and to be worthy of your own approval.
quote by Denis Waitley
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Does It Matter?
Does it matter?-losing your legs?
For people will always be kind,
And you need not show that you mind
When others come in after hunting
To gobble their muffins and eggs.
Does it matter?-losing you sight?
There’s such splendid work for the blind;
And people will always be kind,
As you sit on the terrace remembering
And turning your face to the light.
Do they matter-those dreams in the pit?
You can drink and forget and be gald,
And people won't say that you’re mad;
For they know that you've fought for your country,
And no one will worry a bit.
poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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His Answer To My Question Was A Question
His answer to my question
Was a question
My answer to his reply
Was returned
With another question
The game of
Answering and asking
Questions
Did not end
Till I questioned
The very motive
Of our conversation
We came to the conclusion
How to pass time?
Was the biggest question
Asking questions
And creating confusion
Was the answer
So we passed our time
Asking and answering questions
The question now is
Whether we did right or wrong?
The answer is
Why ask a useless question?
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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A Golden Sphere
A golden sphere is lifting up so slowly in the east,
The eye is looking towards it, and seeing such a feast,
Blazing with bands of colour, and giving a wondrous heat,
A view that to each observer, is something so complete.
The sphere goes on its journey, and starts slowly rising,
In different coloured guises, it begins such advertising,
Above the trees and fields, of this silent waiting land,
With a spectacle so splendid, so magnificent and grand.
A whole range of hues are seen, within this fiery glow,
Changing as the hours pass by, it then starts sinking low,
And if seen in splendid glory, is a wonderful imposing sight,
Out to the west, where it disappears into our moonlit night.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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In outward show so splendid and so vain; 'tis but a gilded block without a brain.
If economists could manage to get themselves thought of as humble, competent people on a level with dentists, that would be splendid.
quote by John Maynard Keynes
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Convalescence
Underneath a tree I lie,
Watching with lack lustre eye,
All those little trivial things
Weakness after sickness brings;
Watching birds flit to and fro;
Watching how the grasses grow;
Watching how the leaves and trees
Blend in Autumn harmonies
And wise insects, taught by God,
Build their shelters in the sod.
Oh, how low the pride of men
Falls and grovels meekly, when
Convalescence comes at last
After long borne sufferings past,
E'en the arrogance of pain
That strange vanity - is vain
And he lies, a stricken thing,
Bereft of even suffering.
All is gone - the pain, the pride;
Arrogance is laid aside.
And he owes all things he'd do
To some worthier being, who,
Out of charity, shall seek
To assist the helpless weak
Out of charity to lend
Splendid strength he is to spend.
So beneath the tree I lie,
Reading with a languid eye
Views of that and views of this
In a world so long amiss,
And, by some strange alchemy,
Suddenly it seems to me
That, as Earth's wild turmoils cease,
Comes convalescence now and peace.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Always Asking Questions
We all want peace we dont want misery
So many of us wont let us be these things
But we only are confused
We feel stronger as we grow older
But still we feel bemused
Always asking questions
Were always asking questions
And the temptation is to just step back
Well we give what we lack
We will always be asking questions
Why rich?
Why poor?
Always asking questions
Were always asking questions
Why this?
Why that?
Were always asking questions
Why this?
Why that?
Always asking
Dont stop asking
Dont stop asking questions
Always asking questions
In answer to this question is just shut up
You dont know
I dont know
Nobody knows
This is an answer to every question
This is a place to begin
Always asking questions
Always asking questions
Why this?
Why that?
Why this?
Why that?
Always asking questions
(why this why that? )
Always asking questions
(why this why that? )
Always asking questions
(why this why that? )
Words: william bryant
Music: howard jones
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Early Prose: About Nature - A Waterfall
Nature's wilderness has its characteristics which are its constituents. Never before had I seen such a splendid sight of grace and beauty as a waterfall. Life was being given to the green flowing lush vegetation on either side of a glittering strip of fluid motion moving down the land like a snake through grass. How enchanting the sight was and oh how comforting. So comforting because it was a relief to know that something cared for the young and insecure on which they were dependent. The sounds that came from the scene reminded me of the nurturing and caressing tunes that a mother makes when feeding her young. I must say that I was deeply overwhelmed by the associations which evolved in my mind witnessing this spectacle. Nature has supported Man over the years, therefore Man should show gratitude by caring for the environment in which he lives - Nature. Oh! if only people could understand and endeavour to achieve this ideal.
poem by George Krokos
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Giving Up Should Be A Thought To Rid
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
People who've been spoiled haven't lived,
To know all there is...
About life.
To let it quickly fizzle into an abyss.
It's about risks!
That's what life is!
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
People who've been spoiled haven't lived,
To know all there is...
About life.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
People who've been spoiled haven't lived,
To know that living life is taking risks.
And...
Giving up should never be an option,
For anyone...
With more to be done.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should never be considered.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
Yes,
Giving up should be a thought to rid.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Home
"Where shall we dwell?" say you.
Wandering winds reply:
"In a temple with roof of blue
-- Under the splendid sky."
Never a nobler home
We'll find though an age we try
Than is arched by the azure dome
Of the all-enfolding sky.
Here we are wed, and here
We live under God's own eye.
"Where shall we dwell," my dear?
Under the splendid sky.
poem by John Le Gay Brereton
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Lust Love and Infatuation
Just as any teen
on relationship matters I was so keen
flip-flopping the pages
there I was
Time to build my vocabulary,
I realized.
Bonds! people form bonds?
not the bonds of chemistry,
stronger than these it sounds
It last for years
if not lifetime
no other reaction can break it.
The aftermath of infatuation
(going by the dictionary,)
to Love its contrary
the hunky-parky is hell
Its more than a piercing blade.
The (pre-pain) is wonderful
Not my spherical dictionary
no the little figures can explain
superb, perfect, splendid, ...
Am sorry I cannot put it well.
It calls it infatuation
If you like it say lust
not enough? then use 'love'.
poem by Marbet Daniel
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