The hater would be your helper.
The inmate that hated you till the end
Might be the one who tend your invalid end
As by that time he will have been tired
Of hatred, with pity flowing from the guilt.
02.08.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pity and hatred
Pity for one is due to hatred for the other;
Hatred for one is due to pity for the other.
Gossip is an outlet of hatred.
Anger is an outlet of pity.
22.03.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hatred and pity
A cat chasing a rat,
I will fevour the cat
If I have hatred for the rat
And I will favour the rat
If I have pity for the rat.
Hatred and pity control,
Besides sex, one’s action.
12.12.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hated and Loved
Hated are the cruel of the ages,
Their emotions are stronger than stone and pages.
Hated are the young of the ages,
Where are endeavours, the support and fences?
Hated are the sportsmen of the ages
Who cancel their dreams and farmhouses.
Hated are the professions of the ages
That send messages.
Hated are men and women of the ages
Who work with people in the madhouses.
Hatred is a disease we conquered when love sustained us,
When love was cherished in absoluteness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Mind Colours The Thoughts
Pity for one comes from hatred for the other.
Hatred for one comes from pity for the other.
Jealousy is asleep in a friendship.
Rivalry is the plague of comradeship.
No judgment could be unbiased.
No verdict could be impartial.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Evil is good
My hatred for one begets pity for the other.
My hatred for one fetches love for the other.
My hatred for one begets surrender to the other.
My hatred is evil that balances with good.
21.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love and Hatred
Love is not so heavy as hatred,
Love is gentle and soothing,
While hatred is rude and disturbing,
Love is an attribute of God,
While hatred is the quality of devil,
Love makes,
Hatred mars,
Love teaches how to live,
Hatred is tired of life,
Love is soft as gentle rain,
Hatred is hard as drought,
Love is deep like an ocean,
Hatred is shallow without commotion,
Love makes sacrifice,
Hatred escapes sacrifice,
Love is everlasting,
Hatred is transcient,
Love releases fragrance,
While hatred stinks,
Love relies on heart,
Hatred relies on mind,
Love loses,
Hatred gains,
In a nutshell,
Love is life,
Hatred is death,
So let's spread love.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Pity correlates with hatred.
I take pity on the servant
Whose master is my neigbour.
I take pity on the parents
Whose sons are my cousins..
I take pity on the woman
Whose husband is my friend.
The density of the pity
Must have correlated with
The intensity of the hatred.
19.01.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To die alone
A shepherd tends his sheep
Till they are useful to him.
People tend me for them.
Helpless, I’ll die alone.
18.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wrapped in Layers of Oblivion
Who remembers whom
When one goes beyond reach?
Day by day till memory is
Alive and kicking
One talks of the one gone
By an by a mere passing thought
Is all that remains
And later time casts its net
And time wipes away all the traces
Of the loved and the hated alike
No place to grieve
No room for guilt
It’s just the way
In this endless profession
And procession of life
25sep2010
12.27hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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I'm Tired Of Giving It
I'm tired of giving it.
My patience and with love.
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
And no one gives to me.
I'm tired of giving it.
My patience and with love.
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
And no one gives to me.
It seems.
Time and understanding,
With an empathy that feeds...
I'm tired of giving it,
Everything I need.
A listening ear,
To comprehend my feelings.
Maybe I shouldn't even be near...
To have a dumping of a pity appear.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
Tired of giving it,
Empathy...
No one gives to me.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
I'm tired of losing my mind,
With a showing of impatience.
Tired of giving up,
Time.
Tired of giving up,
Patience.
I'm tired of hoping to find...
Some peace-of-mind.
I'm tired of giving it,
My time.
I'm tired of giving it,
My patience.
I'm tired of losing my mind,
With a showing of impatience.
Tired of giving up,
Time.
Tired of giving up,
Patience.
I'm tired of hoping to find...
Some peace-of-mind.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Our Time
I may be dead, honey
But I was left with my eyes
And underneath, sugar
Well I've been stung by your lies
And my heart, baby
It's cold and blue
We're two of a kind baby
Me and you
It's our time, sweet baby
To break on through
It's the year to hated
So glad that we made it
'Cause all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well it's the year to be hated
One two ready go
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
To be hated
Come on kids
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
Well it's the year to be hated
song performed by by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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Our Time
I may be dead, honey
But I was left with my eyes
And underneath, sugar
Well I've been stung by your lies
And my heart, baby
It's cold and blue
We're two of a kind baby
Me and you
It's our time, sweet baby
To break on through
It's the year to hated
So glad that we made it
'Cause all the kids in the street
Whisper sounds that sweet
The stars under their feet
Well it's the year to be hated
One two ready go
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
To be hated
Come on kids
It's our time (x7)
To be hated
All right
Well it's the year to be hated
song performed by by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
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None is invalid.
I begot many a child.
Some were invalid
But to me none is invalid.
So are all my verses.
That could appeal to some.
If not to all.
28.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Should Care
My pity party is in full effect,
me a person...
reject.
My kids they love me,
I know.....
I'm the ONLY person to help them grow.
But I don't know....
I'm so tired....
My inner happiness...
expired.
The guilt I live with everyday....
my bottle..
I waste away.
I've never been truly loved....
NEVER...
I give every ounce of my soul...
that I have to give...
I'm good,
I care....
just tired now.
I'm sorry babies...
I wish I could have all the strength in the world! ! !
I just don't....
Believe me that I will never give up..
ONLY BECAUSE OF YOU...
but tonight...
MAMA is blue: (
At Amber
Im calling you from the foyer
Of the sands hotel
Where the men and the women
Are acquainted quite well
And the drunkards keep on drinking
And oh, my room is cold
Im disputing the bill
I will sleep in my clothes
And you, my invalid friend
You slam the receiver when you say
If I had your limbs for a day
I would steam away
Im calling you from the foyer
Of this awful hotel
Where the slime and the grime
Gel
And I cannot - or, I do not
And oh, my room is cold
And Im envying you never having to choose
And you, my invalid friend
You slam the receiver when you say
If I had your limbs for a day
I would steam away
Im calling you from the foyer
Of the sands hotel
Its not low-life, its just people
Having a good time
And oh, my invalid friend
Oh, my invalid friend
In our different ways we are
The same
song performed by by Morrissey
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I'm Tired
I'm tired of people messing with me
I'm tired of people treating me wrong
I'm tired of people saying I stank
I'm tired of people remembering the past
I'm tired of black people
I'm tired of stupid people
I'm tired of selfish people
I'm tired of being the target all the time
I'm tired of feeling sad
I'm tired of people thinking there better than everybody else
I'm tired of people not appreciating me
I'm tired of being tired
I'm tired of being tired
I'm just tired
poem by Shawanda Polk
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Sonnet: All Things Tend To Equalize On Earth
All things tend to equalize in this world,
Like water flowing down the gradient;
Prince becoming pauper: hot turning cold,
Anger becomes a cool temperament!
Like the river-water flowing to sea,
Most virtues may become vices with time;
Aristocracy meets commonality;
A little known person becomes sublime.
Metals turn salts; go back to stage of ore!
All living things to soil, one day will go;
Love turns hate: hate opens the loving door!
A Rich man must one day, all wealth forego.
All things tend to equalize in this world;
Something that’s straight will turn one day quite curl’d.
poem by John Celes
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Guilt purrs action
When a man has been refused,
A woman feels pity for him
And loves him more than she did before.
When a mother has been neglected,
A son feels pity for her
And takes care more than he did before.
When a child has been beaten,
The mother feels pity for it
And pampers more than she did before.
Guilt purrs action; pity brings love
10.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love must precede hatred, and nothing is hated save through being contrary to a suitable thing which is loved. And hence it is that every hatred is caused by love.
quote by Thomas Aquinas
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The Waterfall
Churning.
Rushing.
Swirling.
Flowing.
Tumultuous
waters
flow down
the rocky
craggy
cliffs
seeking freedom.
Seeking peace.
Seeking release
from the chains that bind her.
She would cry
if she wasn't
already water.
Transparent
and flowing
amidst the
beat of the sun
on her body
and the chirping
of the birds
comforting her
with their tender song
in the sweet mountain air
that completely
envelops her.
Perhaps
the water
are her
many tears
as they flow
free
and
with abandon.
Tired of trying.
Tired of bondage.
Tired of who she needs to be.
Tired of the expectations.
She just longs to be free.
Pure.
Unrestrained by people's expectations
of who she needs to be.
She just wants to be herself.
A waterfall flowing,
but now with a new calm strength
that is soothed by the warmth
of unconditional acceptance
from the One who watches over her
and loves her
even when she cannot always
accept herself
or love herself.
poem by Julie A Smith
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