Anxiety and assurance.
Allot time more than enough for a task;
Allot time doing nothing for yourself.
Allot time helping neigbours around you.
Anxiety will ebb and assurance will surge.
15.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Small pain relieves a great pain.
Allot a place to each of things you need often.
You don’t have to search for it and get strain.
Allot a page to each of what to perform.
You don’t have to miss it and get strain.
04.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Music in my life
The music is good.I like the music allot.It is the only thing that can calm me.It gives me joy and energy.I can do anything as long as i listen to my music.What is my music u ask? It is allot of things, but my favorite ones is Skillet.I like all types of music.that has not chanced much.It just grew wider.I like some music i used to hate, but most music i hate has not chanced.There is a few singers that i used to hate that now i do not.so who knows my direction i am going to take in the future.I sure do not.
poem by Timothy Langley Jr.
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Use Of Law
What is the use of law
that is not obeyed by all.
The bird that does not fly
how can you say natures law.
When you are not free
When you are dependant
you are fit to serve others.
Tell me please
use of time and place
neither you nor I
know when to separate
neither you no I
know exactly fate.
The sea and the cloud
are one and the same
at the gate.
I see the light
I hear the sound
I feel you
And not defined.
I am within
You allot time
that is not my reach
I am outside.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Justice is the constant and perpetual will to allot to every man his due.
quote by Domitus Ulpian
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Her treasury is quite empty
Summer she's had her time, allot:
A drubbing in the rain
A tinkling in the chimney-pot
Drumming; on the windowpane.
Summer she's all but faded and gone
Signing; off with her billowy frocks,
Like some little, angry, Eva Perón
When; Juan was put into the stocks.
Summer she's
In need of a very large dowry,
For in this regal England
Her treasury is quite empty.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Allot a day for unlearning
Allot a day for unlearning
We have been learning
From the day we were born
We have become wise
And some of us learned
With all the information
We have been assimilating
With the help of our sense organs
We learn and make use of the
Knowledge for progressing
And some of us
Proved a point and some
Left behind their impacts on us
This learning, we all know,
Is for our advancement in life
And for ensuring a
Happy and harmonious living
With the people around
And for synchronized existence
With the environment we are in
At the same time
We might have noticed
That there used to be some learning,
Information, interpretation
And our action based on the above
Are not matching well with the aim
Of happy and harmonious existence
But leaving us in the mud of
Emotional disturbance
Such a knowledge and
Practice thereupon
Needs to be unlearned
So that we create and stay happily
In a nicely tuned environ
It would be vital
That we mark a day
Only to unlearn these
And go ahead with
Living in a better manner
In South India there is a tradition
Of marking a day each year
When we do not attempt to
Learn anything new
This falls on the ninth day
From the new moon day
in the sixth month of traditional calendar
15th Sep to 16 Oct for ready understanding
My understanding is that
Probably, this day was earmarked
To unlearn and get rid of
Such knowledge, attitude and practice (KAP)
Which have potential
For jeopardizing
Our progress
And well meant growth
So it will be wise
To examine your knowledge base
Attitude package and
Activity chart
And allot a day,
If possible, at a better frequency than yearly once
To unlearn them
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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~ Store In Soul Slot ~
KEEP IN SOUL SLOT
Ms. Nivedita
UK
December 14th 2009.
Tip top
Rose pot
Love dot
Romance spot.
Break all block
In heart lock.
I’m caught
Coalesce n’ clot
Take snap shot
Lo get you got.
As an ought
Swap all allot
Store in soul slot
Love you lot
I’m hot shot
Forget me not.
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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The founders of a new colony, whatever Utopia of human virtue and happiness they might originally project, have invariably recognized it among their earliest practical necessities to allot a portion of the virgin soil as a cemetery, and another portion as the site of a prison.
quote by Nathaniel Hawthorne
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A brief tribute to George Seferis, poet
When the gods allot
a time, a place, to those so mortal
mortals whom they love to test,
is it a greater gift they give to poets,
to live in a land of honeybees
and sun and sea and heroes sung, a land
assured, content, of gods and marble,
temples, amphitheatres, history,
or in that land in times of tragedy,
starvation, misery, division,
internal war and conquered servitude?
Ultimate, the irony – how can the gods
think up such things? – to be
ambassador, to represent a land
from which to have been exiled half a life;
exiled from within and exiled from without.
The love the gods bestow (the Chorus cries)
is terrifying; strange; to be hard learned.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Long Meter
All human joys are swift of wing
For heaven doth so allot it
That when you get an easy thing
You find you haven't got it.
Man never yet has loved a maid,
But they were sure to part, sir;
Nor never lacked a paltry spade
But that he drew a heart, sir!
Go, Chauncey! it is plain as day
You much prefer a dinner
To walking straight in wisdom's way--
Go to, thou babbling sinner.
The froward part that you have played
To me this lesson teaches:
To trust no man whose stock in trade
Is after-dinner speeches.
poem by Eugene Field
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Time (part 4) .
time can take you further,
time commits murder,
time leads to a chase,
time solves a case,
time gives you knowledge,
time takes you to college,
time helps you graduate,
time is love and hate,
time is what we have on this earth,
time gives birth,
time is what they give you with cancer,
time for this has no cure or answer,
time kills,
time reveals,
time gives you oppurtunity,
time for us to live in unity,
time gives evil a chance to attack,
time is what we must wait for god to comeback.
1/13/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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The Quiet World
In an effort to get people to look
into each other's eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn't respond,
I know she's used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
poem by Jeffrey McDaniel
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Deer Chili
He would walk out alone two by two into the Mishy Mashy woods allot
To find what he'd forgot
On this day, when the air smelled of meat
Charred and blackened on crusting surfaces of peat
He remembered that the sun was on time,
And that he had to find what he had missed before he got too old
He climbed up high to reach the handy stand foot by foot wherein
The foggy canopy space is curvy and dewdrops are pearly
Thinking that his slicker slacker was too bright for them to see,
He misted his pelt smelt
The cranberry clearing below was regretfully empty
Yesterday, it bore the color of lavender and reddish gold
He tried to clear the muggles from his mind or take a lichen to them,
But he couldn't
So he put away his bow and handed himself a pocket
In it was the hair of a locket fair and bygone losted
His body was frosted
Still, as he ran his fingers through it he gladdened
And sparked the why of which he mainly camed
Written by Sara Fielder © 2012
poem by Sara Fielder
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Time (part 3) .
time brings out the sun and the rain,
time brings joy and pain,
time turns men from boys,
time gives you a choice,
time is beatiful,
time is sad at a funeral,
time brings out the best of me,
time brings you out of missery,
time is a mistery,
time creates history,
time is something you cant rewind,
time is something you can't search or find,
time could make you lose or win,
time makes all of us sin,
time could be the enemy or the friend,
time has a beggining but no end.
1/11/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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Time (part 7) .
time will always change,
time doesn't stay the same,
time brings money and fame,
time is not a game,
time can break you apart,
time can leave you with a broken hart,
time can get you evicted,
time can get you convicted,
time can get you released,
time can't bring back the deceased,
time is what it takes to make wine,
time has a start but no finish line,
time is what boxing has in a ring,
time crowns a queen and a king.
1/30/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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Clot It Off
Slot it in!
Blot it out! !
Clot it off;
Slot, blot, clot, allot, balklot, lot, plot!
But, with the sweet muse of love.
Slot it in and,
Start to draw now!
Blot it out and,
Find a way through!
Clot it off and,
Be free with your mind;
But, with the sweet muse of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Empty becouse of her
As I open my eyes and I cry,
Im all alone in my quit room,
My words are a whisper from the past,
My arms are empty because of her,
Everyone can kiss my but,
My heart is empty and now im starting to feel the tears form upon my cheeks I still wait upon the dead,
So that I can have her kisses,
I wait for her return home so that im no alone,
But 1 thing is that it’s hard loving a memory,
Loving a memory is allot easier than hating a memory,
I live my cousin’s memory with all my heart,
Everyone should know she is why my life has start,
She was and still is a very important girl at least she is in my world
poem by Gary Hicinbothem
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Time (part 2) .
time starts with a new borns first breath,
time ends with someones death,
time makes you win or loose,
time makes you choose,
time is forever,
time keeps a relationship together,
time always changes,
time goes thru stages,
time is like a book it turns pages,
time gives you a raise in your wages,
time sometimes makes you a drug addict,
time helps you break the habit,
time makes you friends and enemies,
time brings back memories,
time is unpredictable,
time is unforgetable,
time gives you life,
time makes you husband and wife.
1/09/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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Time to Time
Don't know the reason to be together in different phenomena of life but we are endlessly together....
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Time to Time
_____________
There was a time
That I am with you...
There was a time
That I am without you...
There was a time
That you love me...
There was a time
That you leave me...
There was a time
That you need me...
There was a time
That you hate me...
There was a time
That you hug me...
There was a time
That you push me...
There was a time
That you kiss me...
There was a time
That you feel me
Hey sweetheart!
Time to time...
I am endlessly with you....
By
O.W.Palitha Ariyarathna
Copyright, O.W. Palitha Ariyarathna.2009
All Rights Reserved By Author: 2009
poem by Palitha Ariyarathna
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Time (part 5) .
time is what you look forward for tomorrow,
time you can't lend or borrow,
time is what it takes to give birth to a child,
time can make you cry or smile,
time is what it takes for you to walk a mile,
time is what we have in trial,
time grants you parole,
time in prison from you is what they stole,
time makes me think and wonder,
time can take you right under,
time can make you cheat,
time can bring you to defeat,
time could put you to sleep,
time in a bottle is what i wish i could keep.
1/15/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
poem by Jose Murguia
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