Related quotes: be happy nothing is permanent...

Be Happy

be happy
nothing is permanent

no one is permanently rich
no one is permanently poor
it is the cycle
that governs the fates of us all
destinies
and change
and rotation of the axis
of this earth

it is the circle
that keeps us alive
so be happy

now you may be sad
and down and
feeling hopeless

just wait
the cycle of life comes
to save you
just wait
the cycle of death too comes
to give you rest

it is the circle
not the flatness
that gives us happiness

be glad
nothing is permanent
the changes come
and you shall
have it

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Related quotes

Life Is A Circle.

It isa circle, from birth
To death ending up in cries,
Of arrival and departure,
The soul may even go round
In cirle frm deat to birth
In another for the cycle
to continue as believed
In the eadt as per
Our deeds entering
The cycle like animnals,
Birds, other beings,
Keeping the soul in tact,
So we must be careful
As per the myth to do
Good deeds only,
To rebirth again as humans,
Though to be battered
By our own emotions,
And suffer through human life cycle.

Ravikiran Arakkal

poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

M3...

the dance of life is a circle
few have realized that there is a need to escape it
bore a hole somewhere
and break the
cycle

they say out there there is more to
this circle

there is no sorrow
and mind you there is also no happiness

and they say it is perfection
what mind are they using?

what light? what walls are still there that
they speak so differently?

until now
like a buffalo i wallow in mud
but with due respect
i am so well rested
in the murky waters of my
content

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Sunday Cycle Rides

Quite often, on a Sunday morning,
Dad and I would take a cycle ride.
Up the steep hills, we would struggle,
But, down them, we would glide.

We’d cycle to villages like Monxton,
Abbott’s Ann and St Mary Bourne.
We’d pass fields of lowing cattle,
As well as fields of golden corn.

Once, as we were passing some sheep,
I gently applied my brakes and stopped.
I stood watching the cute little lambs,
As they leapt, and jumped, and hopped.

We would cycle along the back roads,
And whiz along winding, country lanes.
I felt happy enough when the sun was out,
But not so much so, when it began to rain.

Along the roads, we’d pass babbling brooks,
And horses with rhythmic clip-clopping hooves.
We’d pass village greens with duck ponds,
And pretty little cottages with thatched roofs.

But our cycle rides abruptly came to an end,
When, one day, my Dad suddenly died.
Nowadays, I don’t even own a bicycle,
But I really miss our Sunday cycle rides.

poem by Angela Wybrow
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Thank god for being there

Above me you are there
To look after my welfare

What ever comes my way
I will be happy and gay
Life has its ups and downs
It gives us smiles and frowns
I will travel life’s journey mile by mile
With faith in my heart and on my lips a smile

Because above me u are there
To look after my welfare

In this birth I will do my best
In your hands I will leave the rest
There is a karma cycle I guess
So in sorrow also I will find happiness
No one is completely happy on this earth
I will do my best for the next birth

Because above me you are there
To look after my welfare

What ever you give me in that I will make do
You have given me this life and you will see me through
You are my friend mentor and guide
By virtue truth and honesty I shall abide
I know your hand is on my head
So nothing I will ever dread

Because above me you are there
To look after my welfare.

poem by Deepa Kochhar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Never-ending Cycle

Time is a never-ending cycle
in this life of ours.
It moves with quick rapidity
in our pleasurable hours.
It drags along in slowed down seconds
and takes away our powers.

It amuses and it bruises
and repeats its same old scene.
We quicken with laughter and ache with tears
and wonder 'What does this mean? '
The question is ingrained in us
in a cycle that's never ending.
The only answer I can find
is the cycle is mind-bending.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

We forget that the water cycle and the life cycle are one.

quote by Jacques Yves Cousteau
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Learning The Games Of This World

good men don't fall down
permanently as bad men don't stay that high
on top by reason of
their devices
permanently

in fact there is nothing permanent
without which
this world becomes absurd
like marble that cannot roll and spin

games will always be there
for as long as our eyes stay young like budding
blossoms

there is no one here who is permanently poor
and dumb
everyone learns to experience that pain and
opens like some bleeding hands

hearts that erupt from deep volcanic sleep
and covers a well lighted city at night
turning into a forest with all its trees devastated
in a new world of
all oceans

our eyes see nothing but a covered table
no spoons and plates
chairs tumbling down like mass execution

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

What actions are the most excellent? Those, certainly, which most powerfully appeal to the great primary human affections: to those
elementary feelings which subsist permanently in the race, and which are independent of time. These feelings are permanent and the same; that which interests them is permanent and the same also.

quote by Matthew Arnold
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
Vote! | Copy!

Nothing seems right

Nothing seemed perfectly right from beginning
I could not believe it was end of an inning
May be sun was rushing for immediate shelter
Icy wind took over to indicate arrival of winter

Nature’s cycle was at its best and in tune
It functioned smoothly in the month of June
Dark clouds took reign of whole sky
I failed to understand and asked why?

Earth greeted with joy the rain’s arrival
It was as if preparation for the festival
The life scene was suddenly to change
It was not impossible but difficult to manage

God has created space for everyone
Everything is managed and orderly done
Everybody look at sky and sincerely pray
To lead a life in best possible way

May be I am destined to lie very low
I must look forward and not below
No one is getting its undue share
You got to play your part very fare

Sometimes it may not click but coincide
Luck may turn back and not decide
You may loose the chance and lament
Witness in isolation without any comment

Luck or no luck it is complete cycle
Somewhere it has to meet in circle
It may take longer time than expected
Fortune is not something which can be invented

Well, try to adjust if nothing goes well
Don’t term it as hard luck or living hell
It is destined to take place and realized soon
You may witness showers in shining noon

It is not that poor may remain always poor
Draught may not end with heavy shower
Everything has its own time and place
Hut can be turned into mansion or palace

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Slant

the slant
a building settling around me
my figure female framed crookedly
in the threshold
of the room
door scraping floorboards
with every opening
carving a rough history
of bedroom scenes
the plot hard to follow
the text obscured
in the fields of sheets
slowly gathering the stains
of seasons spent lying there
red and brown
like leaves fallen
the colors of an eternal cycle
fading with the
wash cycle
and the rinse cycle
again an unfamiliar smell
like my name misspelled
or misspoken
a cycle broken
the sound of them strong
stalking talking about their prey
like the way hammer meets nail
pounding

song performed by by Ani DiFranco from Ani DiFranco
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

It may part of a one way evolution... or it may be we are currently on the downside of an innocence cycle where one day, with an up cycle, sweet will be entertaining again.

quote by Christopher Knight
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

If the first lady is concerned about this Internet cycle, what would she have done during the heyday when there was 12, 13 editions of a paper in one day? What would she have done with that news cycle?

quote by Matt Drudge
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Road

Bye cycle

Walking...

Moter cycle

Running...

Car

Swimming...

Trees and

Bulding only

Standing...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Exploitation in general

How can you change world’s established order?
Is it not that we are on extinction border?
Do we not face complete annihilation from face?
Is there no competition or simple mad race?

Whole world depends upon total exploitation
Each one eats upon others one by one by rotation
If this is not done by nature then there will be an end
Not a single inch space will be left to stand

Sea life depends solely on killing of each other
Small creatures are killed by their own mother
Big whales make their meals from small fishes
World doesn’t end for them as sea is full of riches

Life is fast replenished with the arrival of fresh
Thus cycle goes on with eating of their flash
Fresh induction of sea life gives them enough room
There is no depletion or decadence of gloom

On land wild animals kill weaker ones
Strongest definitely survive in safe zones
It is how cycle is repeated endlessly
Life goes on smoothly and ceaselessly

Rich robs the poor with the might of money
In real life it thrives and doesn’t look funny
We may talk of tall order but surrender
Can’t resist the temptation and wonder

Smaller countries are bullied by rich nations
They fear of reprisal and maintain the relations
They talk of liberty and champion the cause of freedom
Give a call for uprising and commit the pledges to redeem

They have narrow national interest in their mind
They search for lame excuses and try to find
How to bring them under their complete sway?
So they don’t have and authority or complete say

World can’t be bowed down by simple logic
No cohesion or compulsion can do any magic
Only persuasion and help can change the scene
Permanent stand off may lead to no loss no win

No nation will barter their national interest
They will try to opt and find out the best
They can be forced or brought to compromise
Help in crisis with firm commitment and promises

Even Almighty has shown favored the rich
Poor are kept at bay and out of reach
They suffer at the cruel hands of fate
Help comes to them not at crucial stage

We may learn it at later stage
It will be beyond control to manage
No one will come to our rescue and relief
This only strengthens or firm belief

We may survive and manage the onslaught
So many miseries it has shown and brought
We need to learn more and not to be caught
What else we can do except to accept?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

General explotation