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(Reflection Poem) A Look At Thyself
To trust first one must trust thyself.
To love one first must love thyself.
To hate one must first hate thyself.
To lie one must first lie to thyself.
To cheat one must first cheat thyself.
For an outward expression reflects inwards.
No matter how we try to hide who we are it is seen through our actions towards others.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Mirror mirror…
A mirror reflects all but lies.
Reflects the things
Everyone denies.
Reflects the way
You shaped yourself.
Reflects the things
Complex, simple, hidden and obvious.
Reflects the things
We have done in our lives.
Reflects the things
We don’t want to see.
But it has never reflected
Me.
In darkness and alone
I sit at the edge
Of icy cold black water.
Mirror mirror…
I sit their staring at no reflection
Thinking of the things I am,
Daughter, student, sister, lover.
But it does not define to me who I am.
I see all the things
I don’t want to see.
Perhaps than there is no “me”?
I do not exist in my reflections.
I can not find me in those titles.
Mirror mirror…
Perhaps then it is fact
Am I nothing more but that?
So should I satisfy with the things I see?
Is life’s lesson then that you should “just be”?
Is there nothing more then the endless time passing?
Mirror mirror…
Perhaps it is why it is never said
That a mirror holds an answer.
poem by Zarina Binda
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The Moment Never Had
So don’t change the fact
The moment never had
Never came
So don’t change the fact
My moment didn’t last
And I never did want to blame you
So don’t change the fact
That my moment was never had
I never really wanted it that bad
So don’t change the fact
The moment never had
Never was supposed to happen
So don’t change the fact
So don’t change the fact
The moment never had
Never came……
poem by Nikita Poffley
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Alicia Nuncamas
As I walked by myself,
And talked by myself.
Myself said unto me:
Look to thyself,
Take care of thyself,
For nobody cares for thee.
I answered myself,
And said to myself.
In the selfsame repartee:
Look to thyself,
Or not look to thyself,
The self same thing will be!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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(Purpose Poem) Can You Smell The Roses Now?
Oh can you smell the roses now.
Its just after sunset in a fairytale.
Dreams have been bent and molded.
Everything must fit and have its perfect little place.
For theirs no escape.
Trapped within.
A world full of sin.
It's our punishment in the form vengeance.
Redemption is out of our grasp.
So again I must laugh at the simple things
That make this life quaint.
Oh can you smells roses now?
Its just after sunset in a fairytale.
If the rain falls is that what we want?
The rules are ours.
Like children were still trying grasp the concept.
Every day thing changes,
But still at the root they are the same.
Some ambition, with some premonitions
and we build it,
like we always had the need.
Its not greed that we lust.
It a simple got to do something.
It's hard question to answer.
Why were we put here?
Is their something we must sacrifice?
Is their we must learn or teach?
Is their mark we must leave?
Fortune and fame backed by so many names.
Oh can you smell the rose now?
Just after sunset in another fairy tale.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The way you want to respond is to ask a question: Is this technology directly relevant to our hedgehog concept? If the answer is YES, then we want to become pioneers, not in the technology, but in the application of that technology specifically linked to our hedgehog concept.
quote by James Collins
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Mirrors…..
Take a look in the mirror and realize what you see..
Is it really you or someone you cannot be..
What you say in the mirror, is what the mirror tells..
Then why your own mirror, reflects some one else..
Every mirror has a story, it does tell a tale..
It reflects joy of success, and your tears when you fail..
The mirror never lies, it reflects what is true..
If you yourself dont know who you are, how can it reflect you..? ?
You may look perfect in the mirror, but take a look inside..
There are things unsaid, untold, now your eyes fail to hide..
Watch right through your soul, make sure it's not haunting..
Never realized who you are, your self-esteem still taunting..? ?
The mirror reflects a question mark, that is it really fair..? ?
You failed to live for others, for yourself only you care..
Look in the reflective gaze of glass, try finding your mistake..
Move close, Gaze into the lie and realize that it's fake...
Ask the mirror to reflect the facts, and to show the truth..
Wrongs you did in your life, right from childhood to youth..
Stop wishing for more, the mirrages will never be true..
It may be close to perfection, but it is just not you..
Make your soul your mirror, one that doesn't lie..
Make it pure and crystal clear, say a prayer up high..
Your heart reflects the person you are, so there's nothing to hide..
No mirror reflects you better then the one inside..
poem by Abhijit Surve
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We Mark But A Moment
We mark by a mere moment
The changing of the year
Our feeble inadequate measure
Of time as something linear
With mortal eyes we envision
Time by but the briefest bit
Unable to grasp the concept
Of an eternity beyond quit
So, yes, we call it a New Year
With our need to quantify
A mystery beyond our grasp
That mortality can’t defy
Time flows in all directions
Beyond numbers on a page
By no calendar can we tame it
Or hold it in any cage
We pretend to own the power
To manage time and space
While we are but the merest specks
Occupying our small place
As you count down that last minute
Before twelve shows on the clock
Try hard to just imagine
Mysteries we can’t unlock
The brightest of human mind
Compares as but a fool
When considering the eternal
Over time we have no rule
poem by Mary Havran
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The First Amendment to the Constitution reflects that concept recognized in the Ten Commandments, that the duties we owe to God and the manner of discharging those duties are outside the purview of government.
Contemporary American children, if they are old enough to grasp the concept of Santa Claus by Thanksgiving, are able to see through it by December 15th.
quote by Roy Blount Jr.
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Throughout my political career, I've believed in the concept of home rule. Some call it local control. Whichever phrase you use, the concept is the same - the best decisions are those made closest to those who will be impacted by the decisions.
quote by Linda Lingle
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Give me the Light,
Give me the Light,
Give me the Light that I may Flow more,
Take the Moment and see all Movement,
What came from the Heavenly is a Reward,
Whilst my Concept will not make me fail anymore,
All moments,
The LIGHT will come back with that High Life,
Every Word was a Concept that we are Blessed,
Give me the LIGHT that I may flow with the Beauty of Words,
Give me Love that we may share a Concept of Eternal Glory,
The Words Reveal the Essence of what Earthly Kingdom beholds,
The New Understanding of Highest Realm saved Humane,
It all came from the Light that is from above.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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The One(s)
I am on a search
I keep trying to find
The One
Mysterious as it seems
A constant longing
Haunts my dreams
It's a man that I need
My heart assumes
But thankfully...my mind doesn't take heed
For it knows that what I possess
Is a greater sort
Of happiness
The kind that stays close
Despite time and circumstance
And is never opposed
To giving things another chance
Today flipping through pictures
And memories passed
I realized that what I want
Is right in my grasp
'The One'
Is a concept
Smudged and unclear
But the One(s)
That bring me the most joy
Are the people already here
My best friends
Will always be greater
Than some concept of a man
I am saving for later
They are the One(s)
I run to without hesitation
I've never doubted
I know they're with me for the duration
So here's my thanks and apologies
Brought to a sum
I've been searching for something I don't need
I already have The One(s)
poem by Aria Siren
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If you support the war on drugs in its present form, then you're only paying lip-service to the defense of freedom, and you don't really grasp the concept of the sovereign individual human being.
quote by Neal Boortz
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Promise Of Our College Time - Triolet
We posses a promise and dreams to pursue.
After our graduation, marry we would.
I have done my graduation, you have too.
We posses a promise and dreams to pursue.
To adorn the future, would long together,
Work jointly, to make the world better.
We posses a promise and dreams to pursue.
After our graduation, marry we would.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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The Broken Mirror
My life is almost over; that's a fact
Statistically derived but simply true;
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked
And so reflects two, three, or more, that lack
Cohesion. Which one's goal shall I pursue—
My life is almost over; that's a fact—
In time remaining? Luggage largely packed,
Past boxed and crated, little left to do,
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked
And won't be fixed and always did refract
The one before it into at least two.
My life is almost over; that's a fact,
But life cannot be lived in the abstract
And begs for certainties that it once knew:
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked;
I look away in search of the exact;
Nights melt the shadow shrinking from my view;
I look into the mirror, but it's cracked.
My life is almost over; that's my fact.
poem by David Berman
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The Man's Passion's
the man's passion's,
the man's passion's are his thought's,
the man that has a will,
the man that has a dream must posses the will to conquer,
the man's love that I had you in my mind,
the man that I got in me is making me new again,
let me sway and make way,
I got the will to find you seeing me,
my will is to have you in my life,
though man has the will to love and to posses other's,
we gotta love,
If we separate from human being's,
we'll be closer spiritually.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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A concept is stronger than a fact.
quote by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
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A City of The Old
A mature old man from the myth raised a question, 'Who is the oldest poet on earth? . '
when you are old, you will understand more about hope.The city of the Old without hope is the city with lots of hope in the myth.
kitchen, bathroom, market, forest, stock-market, shares prices, bank accounts, logistics plus and minus; the archeology of the old men's skills on carrying travelling bags.
what is the difference between old-aged homes and theatres?
the tide is rising up.
what is your last words?
A sandwithed present moment between the past and the future
congested aesthetics
Buddha said, 'Human beings exist only for a moment'
for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment vfor a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment for a moment
where is your hope escaping?
Is this bank account important for you?
Is the kitchen important for you?
Is the bathroom important important for you?
The bathroom said, 'I clean it again and again and who is making dirty again and again?
Let's listen to the birthrooms' voices.
A mature old man from the myth raised a big question, 'Who is the oldest poet on earth?
waling to the east and looking backwards,
this is the oldest myth on earth.
In ther city of the old, nothingness, autobiography, biography, courage, nurseries, paddy fields,
internet, goggle-earth and butterflies
old man in the myth, the myth in old man; old man in the city, the city in the old man
a matur, old man raised a infant question, 'who is the oldest poet on earth now? '
I saw the youngest poet on earth in Phenom Penh in 2004.
Affluenza
Affluenza is the new affliction.
It is a fact, not fiction.
Everyone has increased his pace
To join the rat race.
Credit cards and banks offer loans
On the telephone.
Car, home on EMI
At your earliest you must buy.
Malls everyday multiply
It’s a question of demand and supply.
24/7 advertising blitz,
Decisions makers are the kids.
A very dear friend
In a moment of weakness confessed,
Retail therapy is worth a try
When low, it gives a high.
With life style diseases young are down,
Lament doctors with a frown.
The only cure is to simplify,
If at a ripe old age you want to die.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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