Man’s Begging
With intelligence and sophistication
And simplicity in addition,
A woman is striking to the eyes of men
In ranks and gets her work done with ease.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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First Encounter - Siti Nurhaliza
Siti Nurhaliza
a simplicity with touching
sophistication
Siti Nurhaliza
a balance of village and
urban sophistication
Siti Nurhaliza
her eyes cut through one
like her songs
Siti Nurhaliza is the queen of pops in Malaysia. She has been the reigning songtress in the country for years as well as in neighbournig Indonesia. She is married and lives in Kuala Lumpur.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Sophistication
sophistication amidst the
hunger of the masses
becomes a curse to your
further progress,
soon no native likes the company
of your strictures
no river is willing to carry you to
the other end of the sea
no moon shines upon you
no sun rises on your brow
how many times shall the black bird tell you
in the plainest notes of her ordinary song
simplicity is beauty
there is no other effective tool
to be loved by your
own people
be with them in the most ordinary even of their lives
breakfast consisting of fish and rice and water
and then a very nice conversation about the recent
adventure in fishing
there is no other effective tool than being loved by ordinary people
as they are themselves, so shall you be yourself
no pretensions
no sophistication
just simplicity.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The root lends lushness
Loyalty may bring success
But honesty is ultimate success.
Decoration may bring sophistication
But simplicity is ultimate sophistication.
20.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
quote by Leonardo da Vinci
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The spirit's foe in man has not been simplicity, but sophistication.
quote by George Santayana
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In other cases, when the medium becomes entranced, the demonstration of a communicator's separate intelligence may become stronger and the sophistication less.
quote by Oliver Joseph Lodge
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2.........What is a woman to you?
What is a woman to you? ...........
what is a woman to you?
is she tall…short…thin…or plump?
what attracts you to her
is it her eyes, her smile, her breast
or is it her intelligence, her views on issues
the way she makes you feel
when she looks at you
what is a woman to you?
Do you like a woman who keeps a good house,
Raises your children, and
Flatters you constantly
Or do you like a woman who is career oriented,
Who will challenge you,
And support you in your endevours
What is a woman to you?
Is she aggressive, dominante, she’s the one on top,
Always the one on top
Or is she timid, shy,
lets you do anything you want,
you are the one in control what happens, not her
what is a woman to you?
only you can answer that questions
I’d just thought I’d ask……..
(june/2009)
poem by Fawzia Zie
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Simplicity
There's beauty to simplicity
Like the purity of a red rose
You see
A strand of elegant pearls
Which came, from the sea
A woman's silouette
In a dress,
With a hem line
Just below the knee
Nothing complicated
Or, too stuffy
Just simple ease
The way life
Could really be
Haute coutre
For all to see
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Ask Myself
After many years of writing,
I used to ask myself all the time
was it really worth it all the sacrifices I gave.
The answer is now easy
and it is a three-letter word.
That little word is yes.
I may not have untold riches,
a posh car or a big house.
I have something more precious;
I can help all those in need.
Through my work,
I can teach humanity
of man-to-man or woman-to-woman,
whichever the case may be.
In addition, I no longer ask myself
if my sacrifices were in vain.
18 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Woman Before Me
(written by jude johnstone)
I can see you turn away
When I ask what for
You say it isnt anything
But Im not sure
Somethin underneath the skin
Wont let you be
And you try to keep it in
But I can see
The woman before me
Must have been hard on you
cause that hurt in your eyes
I never put you through
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
Sometimes in an argument
It will show
When you go a little farther than
You meant to go
I know you dont mean the things
That you say
I just wanna ease the pain
Thats in your way
The woman before me
Must have been hard on you
cause that hurt in your eyes
I never put you through
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
If there are sorrows that bring back a tear
Dont let them keep us apart
You ought to know youve got nothing to fear
Here in my heart
cause you and I will never be
Like the past
Whatever kind of memories
That you have
Nothins gonna hurt you now
Cant you see
I already made a vow
That I can keep
But the woman before me
Must have been hard on you
cause that hurt in your eyes
I never put you through
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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'State intelligence,' like 'military intelligence' and 'woman friend,' is a contradiction in terms.
quote by Niall MacDermot
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Man Of My Dreams
Those deep eyes reveal a heart of gold,
Purity, honesty and empathy they tightly hold,
A character worthy of respect they mould,
Stories of passion and desire to succeed they unfold.
You make innocence your style,
And respect for elders an important file,
You are caring and protective for people,
who walk with you for a mile,
And all this you do with an everlasting smile!
Your dedication and determination build a strong foundation,
My wishes for you, to be a source of inspiration,
This I know you will achieve by a realization,
that,
Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
poem by Heema Shah
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But it has, in addition, an even more precious quality - a consciousness of the human intelligence, the human spirit and that man is a social creature.
quote by Norman McLaren
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Ekstravagantiškas
This one is conspicuously dashing
She is elaborate and the way she talks and walks
And holds her breath and then releases it
In air, there is this intricacy of detailing her parts
Something so ornate and florid
Nothing bland, her fingers like tendrils
Carefully clinging to this trellis
Like bars of tracery
Forming the ogee, colorful and showy
She knows how to be strikingly bold
Exhibiting this brilliance of expensive diamonds
Her way of entering this door as she steps into
This room
frequently a complication of
Our limited space
Resplendence is her way of life
Always entangled to wavy lines
And flame-like forms
her gaze her way of taking short
Glimpses at you as though you are a kind of
Neon-like existence on the wall
This audacity
This ostentatious display of woman in every way
She consumes the form
To the utmost, the way she shapes and drops the words
From her rosy pouting mouth
in heavy lipstick red as sticky blood
You look at her and she looks at you with contempt
Because in your own simplicity
you are the true woman
With full breasts that produce the milk
for mankind's babies
While she, this flamboyant slender, graceful body gracing
All the corners of this party
the woman of extreme sophistication
And complexity,
dashing thru her colors and sub-language of her on
mwah
oh la la
She is just your version
this fake semblance
She is gay, she got the looks, but she can never be you, woman.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Eyes Of A Woman
In the eyes of a woman, in a world of desire,
From the moment she looked my way. I was so hypnotized
Should I show how I feel, shes the magnet, Im steel
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman
In the arms of an angel, in a dangerous disguise
Loves a blue fascination
Its a mystery that burns, takes a lifetime to learn
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
In the eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
song performed by by Journey
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I Go For Simplicity My Friend
i go for simplicity my friend
because i am poor
i do not go for sophistication
because i am poor
i do not complicate matters
because i am poor
i do not want you to misunderstand
because i am poor
i do not want you to think some more
because i am poor
i do not want to convince you
because i am poor
i do not want you to be with our side
because we are poor
i want all things in their simplified forms
because we cannot afford
any other form of convolutions
we cannot afford another revolution
it will be expensive
and we have no more years to give
to pay for the sponsors
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thru My Eyes
Thru My Eyes I see a woman
A woman whom cannot see her own self
Images disguised by her childhood upbringing
And does not believe that she can find help
Thru My Eyes I see another woman
A woman whom I love and then have lost
Trying times of despair and resentment
Simple pleasures as holding her I miss the most
Thru My Eyes I see a woman
A woman with beautiful brown eyes
Though she continues to misunderstand me
Once again a deep breathe asking myself why
Thru My Eyes I see another woman
Who accepted me but I never gave in return
Tainting once viewed as our loving memories
Impulsive decisions forever wounding her
Thru My Eyes I see a beautiful woman
A woman with elegance that I cannot deny
Awaiting the day she discovers my love for her
A love that can only be seen Thru My Eyes
The Committee's review of a series of intelligence shortcomings, to include intelligence prior to 9/11 and the pre-war intelligence on Iraq, clearly reveal how vital a diverse intelligence workforce is to our national security.
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He Will Keep The Simplicity
he goes on to keep the simplicity
of his existence
the chastity and candor of
his feelings
the clarity of his words
the classicality of his
clean line
the clearness of his directions
the modesty of his intentions
the openness of all that is obvious
to the naked eye
the plainness of all that is primitive
the naivete of uniformity
the straightforwardness
of innocence
the severity of his singleness
artlessness in
sophistication
and without complexity
understanding comes
without difficulty
yes, try the restraint
of the state of lack of
adornment
white, blank wall
and you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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